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   MRWADE.302                                        By Master Wade

   

   

                            The D/s Convention

   

                              Chapter Three

   

   

   

        Maria looked even more naked as she stood beside the tall, 

   fully-clothed, blonde slavegirl, holding her hand gently.  These 

   first moments with another woman were always exciting for Maria. 

   Every word and every deed from this point on would expose her 

   hunger for women.  There would be no going back or pretending to 

   anyone that she did it only for my pleasure, for her lust would be 

   displayed just as plainly as her body now was, stripped of all 

   it's pretense, bared and open to all who watched.

   

        A little unsure about how to begin, Maria looked at me, 

   questioningly.

   

        "May my slave do whatever she wishes with your girl, Master 

   Dan?", I asked.

        "Of course, Master Wade," he replied, quickly, and then to 

   Cindy, "Do whatever they want, Cindy. Let them do whatever they 

   wish."

   

        Cindy took a deep breath, her eyes closing briefly, but 

   replied, "Yes, Master. As you wish."

   

        Smiling, Maria stood in front of Cindy and held both her 

   hands.  She spoke to her softly, but both Dan and I could hear her 

   every word.

   

        "I've never been with a girl as beautiful as you are, Cindy," 

   Maria said, looking up into her eyes.  "When I first saw you I 

   wanted you so much that my heart started pounding and my mouth 

   watered.  I wanted to be held by you and kissed by you.  I wanted 

   to see your legs bare and kiss them and hold them open for my 

   Master.  You can't know, yet, how much my Master loves your 

   beautiful legs or how much he wants to fuck you, but I know him 

   well, Cindy, and I know how excited you make him.  I want to show 

   you to him and watch him get hard from wanting you.  And I want to 

   show you how much I need and want to be between your legs, how 

   hungry I am to put my mouth on you and taste you and feel you come 

   against my face."  She turned to look at me.  "Master, may I kiss 

   the girl?", she asked, smiling softly.

   

        "Yes, little whore," I replied, quickly, "kiss her all you 

   want, and make her come for me."

   

        "Did you hear that, Cindy?", Maria said to her, happily, as 

   she turned to face her once more.  "I can kiss you and make you 

   come. I'm so happy, Cindy.  Please kiss me?"

   

        Cindy was actually shaking with desire. She laid her arms on 

   my girl's shoulders and bent to kiss her, and I watched eagerly as 

   their lips met for the first time.  Maria slid her arms around 

   the taller girl's waist, hugging her tightly as they kissed and 

   rising on her toes to meet her embrace.  They kissed hesitantly at 

   first, Cindy still nervous and a bit awkward.  But the kissing 

   continued, and as it did I could see Cindy relaxing, Maria's 

   tongue in her mouth soothing her and making everything alright. It 

   was deep, loving kissing, and I watched as they played at it too, 

   opening their mouths to let just their tongues dance, lipsticked 

   lips held open as if waiting to be fucked, pink tongues reaching 

   out to meet each other, licking, sucking, saliva moving from one 

   girl to the other, and between the legs the business of vaginal 

   secretion thriving.

   

        Maria finally broke the kiss, gasping for breath, and laid 

   her head on Cindy's chest, hugging her tightly.  She looked at me 

   with her arms still around Cindy.  "I love this girl, Master.  Oh, 

   I love her so much!"  She hugged her again, hard, and then slipped 

   from her embrace and led her over to me.

   

        "Master wants to see you naked, Cindy," Maria said to her, 

   as she guided her to a standing position right in front of my 

   chair.  "But I know what he wants to see first, and we don't have 

   to strip you to show him that. He wants to see your legs, and I 

   know you don't mind showing him. You have shown your pretty legs 

   constantly since we first met you.  You are like me, you were made 

   to show your legs off and to turn men on with them."

   

        Maria knelt in the floor beside Cindy and began pushing her 

   skirt up, not stopping until it was gathered around her waist. 

   Cindy's eyes were locked on mine, eager to see my reaction to her 

   legs, wanting and needing my approval of them.  I knew that, 

   because I know leg sluts. I'm married to one.

   

        "Ooooh, look at her pretty panties, Master!", Maria said, 

   with genuine excitement, reaching to touch the lacey front of the 

   pretty white v-kini's that just barely hid the girl's sex from me. 

   Cindy momentarily took her eyes off me and looked at Maria's 

   hand touching her. Then she looked at me again, her face flushed 

   with excitement and embarassment.

   

        "Master," Maria said, beginning to softly caress Cindy's 

   left ankle with her hand, "I've never brought you legs this pretty 

   before, I know.  Aren't they wonderful?"  She moved her hand up 

   Cindy's calf, watching it, and then turning back to me before I 

   could reply. "Her skin is so soft, Master. She's so young and 

   precious. See how firm and full her calves are?"  Her hand moved 

   to the girl's thighs. "And these thighs...oh, Master...I want to 

   kiss them so much!  Oh, Master!  Can't Master Dan and Cindy live 

   with us, so that I can kiss these legs every day?  Please, 

   Master?"  It was a preposterous suggestion, and she laughed at 

   herself with me.  "I know, Master, but I do wish it, I really do!"

   

        Putting her hands on the outsides of Cindy's thighs, Maria 

   urged her to turn in front of me, slowly, so that I could see her 

   legs close-up, from every angle.  I glanced at Dan, and saw him 

   rubbing his cock through his pants.  He liked having his girl 

   shown off in this manner.  It was obvious.

   

        I stopped Maria when she had the tall blonde facing away 

   from me. As wonderful as her legs were from the front, they were 

   just as incredible from the back, and she had a fabulous ass, the 

   type that one doesn't expect to find on a white girl...the kind of 

   uplifted, firm, pooched out asses that normally only black women 

   have.  Maria knew exactly what I was thinking.

   

        "I will Master. I promise," she said, winking at me. Her 

   meaning was lost on Cindy and Dan, I'm sure, but not on me. She 

   knew I wanted to see her eat this girl's ass, and she wanted it as 

   much as I did.

   

        When Cindy had finally turned full circle, Maria stood 

   again, and leaving the girl's skirt bunched around her waist, so 

   that I could see her legs as much as I wished, she began 

   unbuttoning the buttons of her white blouse.

   

        Maria dearly loves undressing women for me.  She loves to 

   undress herself, and she knows how excited it makes her to be 

   watched doing it, so she knows what the other girl is feeling. 

   More than that, though, Maria enjoys those first glimpses of the 

   other woman's lingerie, she loves seeing more and more skin 

   exposed to her, and she loves those intensely exciting moments 

   when the bra comes off and the nipples are seen for the first 

   time, when the panties are lowered and the pubic hair and cunt 

   lips are exposed to her, her face only inches away.

   

        Standing behind Cindy, Maria peeled her white blouse off of 

   her, and laid it gently on the bed.  Cindy wore a lacey white bra 

   that supported her breasts and pushed them in and up, creating 

   more cleavage, but it was clear that she was a natural B cup, or 

   perhaps a C, as the cups were fully packed with tit. The bra 

   looked so good on her that I almost didn't want it taken off, but 

   there were nipples to see and suck, and I didn't want to miss 

   that.

   

        Before baring the girl's pretty tits, my girl unzipped her 

   skirt and let it fall around her feet.  Clad only in the lacey 

   white panties and bra, Cindy was a vision, with a flat stomach and 

   narrow waist that flowed into hips only slightly less broad than 

   those of my Cuban whore.  My cock was hard, and I wanted to throw 

   the girl down and fuck her right there.  She stepped out of the 

   panties, the arcing of her legs only adding to their beauty, and 

   Maria stood beside her, touching her bare stomach with one hand, 

   and playing with her ass with the other.  I knew she wanted to put 

   her hand inside the panties and test the girl for wetness, and I 

   knew it was with great restraint that she did not.

   

        "Master," Maria said to me, her eyes beginning to glaze 

   over with lust, "may I sniff the girl before I make her naked for 

   you?  Please, Master?"

   

        Cindy looked at me as if she wasn't sure she believed what 

   she was hearing. I suppose she had never heard a slave beg to 

   smell another girl's cunt before.  I smiled, thinking that if she 

   was around my girl very much she would hear it often.

   

        "Yes, sniff her, little fuck, and tell Master how she 

   smells," I said, placing my hand on my cock and rubbing it through 

   my slacks.  Few things turn me on more than my girl's love for 

   pussy.

   

        Maria kissed me, quickly, before kneeling in front of the 

   tall blonde.  Placing her hands on the girl's hips, right where 

   her panties circled them, she pressed her nose to the lace crotch 

   of the white panties. I could hear her breathing in and then the 

   holding of her breath, and then more sniffing, flooding her senses 

   with the smell of under-thirty girl pussy.  Cindy looked down at 

   her, her hands rising as if wondering where they should be and 

   wanting to pull her head tightly against her. She looked over her 

   shoulder at her Master, and then at me, and then back at my 

   brunette slave who was still sniffing her crotch hungrily.

   

        I was envious, and wanted to smell the girl too. As if 

   reading my mind, Maria finally pulled her face away from the 

   pretty girl's pussy and turned to me, still holding her by her 

   hips.

   

        "Oh, Master! This is such a sweet smelling pussy! You just 

   have to smell it! Don't you want to? Don't you want to sniff her, 

   Master?"

   

        I swallowed hard and nodded.  "Yes...yes, I do want a sniff. 

   Bring her closer."

   

        Maria stood and moved behind Cindy and pushed her gently to 

   me until she was standing with her feet between mine.  As much as 

   I wanted to smell the girl's cunt, I couldn't resist touching 

   those legs, and I caressed them from ankle to top of thigh 

   leisurely while looking at them closely.  I heard Maria chuckle 

   softly and knowingly, and even though it needn't have, it 

   embarassed me. I have more than a passion for beautiful legs, it's 

   an obsession, and I suppose we're all embarassed by our 

   obsessions. I looked up at Cindy and she was grinning at me, just 

   as aware as my own slave now of the power she could have with me 

   with those legs. Damnit!

   

        Somehow less embarassed by wanting to smell the lingering 

   aroma of piss and cunt juice between the girl's legs than by my 

   feverish hunger to make love to the legs themselves, I put my 

   hands on her hips and pressed my nose to the lacey crotch of her 

   panties and sniffed hard, just as my whore had done before me.

   

        My girl has brought me a lot of pussy to sniff.  She likes to 

   do it, knows I expect and demand it of her, and she is very good 

   at it.  So I am beginning to be something of an expert on the 

   aromas offered by the female crotch.  Certainly I hope to become 

   more and more expert as time goes by, but suffice it to say that I 

   now have more experience than I had ever hoped to have, and more 

   than the average person.  It is with that background of experience 

   that I say to you now that I have never smelled a pussy that 

   smelled quite like this one.

   

        "Did you perfume this cunt?", I asked Cindy, looking up at 

   her.  "Is this perfume, or a douche that I am smelling?"

   

        The question embarassed her, but it was not the first time 

   she had heard it.

   

        "Why do people always ask that?", she said, somewhat peeved. 

   I thought that a yes or no would follow, but I suppose the 

   suggestion offended her.  Maria looked at me and smiled.

   

        "I thought so at first too, Master. But take another sniff. 

   If it's perfume or a douche, it's not one that I've ever smelled 

   before. It's her pussy, Master."

   

        I gave my slave that "over the glasses look", even though I 

   don't wear glasses, and pressed my nose to Cindy's crotch again, 

   inhalling the aroma once more.  It was true. Almost hidden by a 

   sweetness reminiscient of roses, but unidentifiable from past 

   experiences, there was the musky richness of cunt that one 

   expects. It was not covered by some other scent, but mixed with 

   it, a blending of secretions by a master blender whose experience 

   reaches all the way back to Eve.  Like a wine taster I graded the 

   aroma with my senses, judging it to be the perfect mixture of pure 

   sex and sensory exciting mystery fragrances.  If any cunt had ever 

   smelled good enough to eat, this was it.

   

        I must interrupt this narrative to say that my above 

   enthusiasm for the smell of Cindy's cunt is no reflection on the 

   aroma of my Maria's.  As some of you who are reading this 

   already know, and as many more of you will discover, my slave has 

   a wonderfully fresh and appealing smell.  It lacks nothing in 

   beauty to that of the blonde girl's, but is simply more lusty than 

   sweet, a facet which enflames one's desire in an equal, albeit 

   different manner.

   

        To continue with this pleasant tale, I reluctantly ended my 

   olfactory examination of Master Dan's girl, sitting back in my 

   chair to allow my slave to make her naked for me.  I could feel 

   prespiration forming on my forehead, even though the room was cool 

   enough that small goosebumps laced the blonde's inner thighs. How 

   I would resist jacking off before my girl had eaten her fill of 

   this cunt was unknown to me, but I was determined to try.  My cum 

   should, and would, be put into the blonde, not spilled onto my 

   belly.

   

        Maria unclasped Cindy's bra and removed it, skipping the 

   drama of her own show.  Her own passion had grown as well, and I 

   think she was even more eager to get between this girl's legs than 

   I was.  Pausing for only a moment to caress her tits and tweak the 

   pink little nipples, and foregoing what I know must have been a 

   great desire to suckle them, Maria slid the panties down over 

   those rich hips and to her feet, affording me another chance to 

   see Cindy flex and bend those marvelous legs as she stepped out of 

   them.

   

        Had I not been only inches away from the pubis which was now 

   so lewdly exposed to me, I might have considered it to have been 

   shaven.  The light blonde hair which puddled in a V above the 

   girl's fuck hole was so sparse and thin that it almost was 

   invisible. Though it had a slight yellow tint to match the hair on 

   her head, it reminded one of angel hair in texture and thickness, 

   and forced visions of illegal youthfulness into unwilling minds, 

   in spite of their best intentions.  My cock jerked.  The pace of 

   this incredible experience had to pick up, or else I would stain 

   my pants before ever getting my cock out into the air.

   

        "Put this slut on the bed and make her cum before I do it 

   myself," I said to Maria, almost angrily.  Knowing me well, my 

   slave knew the source of my discomfort, and unlike Cindy, who 

   seemed to think it showed some kind of displeasure with her, 

   Maria smiled and quickly guided Cindy to the unoccupied bed, 

   laying her on her back in the center of it.

   

   

   Continued in Chapter Four....















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