Well, I just have to write this up; before the day gets busy – a story of my group’s FreeUse ground rule.

Jeannie came by about an hour ago. Unannounced.  Very horny.  Krissi and I’d almost completed the morning routine.  I had orgasmed.  He was half dressed for work and had to strip quickly.

She was in a short, pleated skirt, button up white oxford cloth collared shirt.  Braless (Jeannie has the most perfect boobs in the world; still pretty high and tight, for her age, and nipples like thimbles).  They shown bright in the shirt. [This is actually exactly what I prefer from all the Ladies – to bask in their femininity and show off.  Not the teachers, obviously, while at school; but definitely at all other times].

“Good morning, Meghan.  Hello, krissy.”

He had gone to his knees and was worshipping her shoes already.  She slipped one off and inserted stocking’d toes into his mouth.  Then quickly the other foot.

“Up.”  And she raised her skirt and pulled his face into her crotch.  Her stockings were thigh-highs.  “Pull them aside and lick,” she commanded.  Of course, he immediately did exactly what she ordered.

She looked at me, “I went by Janice’s but she and Patrick had already left for work,” pressing krissi’s face into her more firmly.

“Oh, this is sooo good.  I want to sit.  Walk.”

He stood. She grabbed his dick and led him to the living room where she sat down on the love seat.

“Lick!”

In about 5 minutes she orgasmed.

“Fuck me!  Take them off.”

He removed her panties but had not been commanded to get an erection and was flaccid.  He quickly stood up.  She slapped his dick hard.  “Get up.  Now!  I have to go to work!” and leaned forward to take it in her mouth, stopped, removed her shirt, and went to work again on his now rising dick.

In a minute he was hard enough to enter her.

They went through a number of positions over the next 20 minutes.  She orgasmed several times.  “Meghan, can he cum in me?

I gave my blessings.

In a minute he filled her.

“Oh, yeah … that feels so good.  She held him for a minute or two, then “Lay down.”

He knew the routine. She immediately plopped on his face.

“Lick.”

She worked to push the cum into his mouth.  “Oh, Meghan, he’s really doing well.  What a perfect start to the week.”

He was eager, vigorous, and, as commanded, still rock hard, not softening after he came (How could he not still be hard, watching her perfect tits in motion?)  She orgasmed again, then stood.  “On your knees.”

She turned, grabbed his hair and pulled his face into the cleft of her butt. He was reflexive.  He knew what to do.  He kissed her cheeks, ran his tongue bottom to top along the cleft.

She reached back and spread her cheeks.  “Get in there.  Put it in me.”

I moved in to watch more closely.  I smiled at Jeannie.  She looked like she was about to cum again.

Krissi was clearly excited to be tasting her butt.  She pressed it out, placed one hand on the back of his head.  He wetted her really good then stuck his long pointed tongue in as far as he could.  She groaned and pulled his face into her. “Fuck me with it,” she commanded.  And he did.  In and out.

This went on for nearly 10 minutes.  He worked hard to try to make her cum again.

The head of his dick was that beautiful blue color. I kneeled to take it in hand and rub the precum, now returning, over it and the frenulum.  His slurping and sucking was audible. Huge turn-on …

“Oh goodness,’ she stepped away.  “I must get to the office” and began putting her shirt back on.

I stood, put my wet fingers in his mouth.  He quickly licked them.  “krissi, what do you say?  Have you forgotten your manners?”  I smiled at Jeannie again.

“Thank you, Miss Jeannie”

“Do I taste good this morning, krissi?”

“Yes, Miss Jeannie.  You are always delicious!”

Jeannie, with panties in hand: “Good.  Stand.  Here.”

She again took him by the dick and went to the kitchen.

“Recepticle,” she commanded.

He assumed the position, mouth open as wide as possible, tongue extended.

“You like this too, as I recall!”

She stood over his face and in a minute or so, filled his mouth with her urine.  He’s well trained to swallow but after a mouthful she began wetting his face, head, and chest.

“You need no cologne, krissi; this is your scent today: my piss.”

Goodness, Jeannie’s definitely maturing as a Domme!  Guess I’ve been a good coach and mentor.

“What’s your Secretary’s name, krissi?”

“Betty.”

Looking at me, Jeannie said “you told me as I recall that she’s in on all this.  Does she know he’s a full service sub?”

I replied, “She knows he’s expected to please women, as they choose.”

“Good. What’s her number?  … Has as he ever serviced her?”

“Yes; a time or two, at the office.  She’s married and quite nervous.”

“krissi, vacuum up the mess.”  He put his face to the floor and began sucking up Jeannie’s urine.

I asked Jennie what she intended to do.  She replied that she was going to brief Betty on the morning and ask if she would mind doing some mid-day maintenance.  I gave her the number and she called, ending the description: “I just perfumed krissi for the day with my piss. Would you mind refreshing it in a few hours … right after lunch would be good.”

I didn’t hear Betty’s answer but Jeannie had to explain further, “no, have him strip naked, lay down, then you piss all over him … yes, drink plenty of water this morning.   Do you have a place with linoleum or tile flooring?  If so, then he can quickly clean up everything … No, he’ll clean up with his mouth; you only need towels for a final wipedown.  We don’t want your space smelling.  Only him.”

They finished and hung up.

“Great!  I’ll come by after work today to finish what I started.”

She looked at krissi, on his knees, butt pointed at the ceiling, sucking and licking up piss, “krissi, you’ll be quite fragrant this afternoon.”

She winked at me and left.  Can only imagine what she intends for this evening.  Have to say that I’m delighted by this: Ladies perfectly at ease using krissi.  Makes it even more natural for me to do the same with their husbands.  Yes; Jeannie no longer has a husband but this morning reflects a pervasive attitude and growing maturity amongst the girls.

… Now, I know I owe a writeup on Valentines Day.  Jeannie was with me that afternoon and evening also, and krissi spent the night with her.  Soon.