Welcome to E. Mayberry

by Chris Genovese

  I turned around and slowly lowered to my knees. I looked up into his eyes, giving him that innocent schoolgirl stare, and then unzipped him and reached into his pants. His cock was warm to the touch and I pulled it out carefully and then purposely made sure the metal zipper teeth scrapped the head of his cock slightly as it exited.

  He closed his eyes and bit his lip.

  I held his cock in the palm of my hand and kissed the head. A quick peck.

  “Oh you’ve gotta be kidding me,” he said. “You’re not really gonna tease me like that are you?”

  I laughed and grabbed his cock hard, tightening my fist around the base until the head was nearly purple. Then I opened my mouth wide and wrapped my lips around it, taking it deep down my throat, but only once. I pulled my mouth off and sucked hard as I backed away, letting my lips smack at the end.

  “Just a taste of what’s to come,” I said. “Now go downstairs and wait for me.”

  He turned and tucked himself away. I smacked his ass once as he left my room. A few minutes later I was dressed and looked damn good. Yes, I brushed my teeth. Come on. Then I applied my makeup and went to meet my date.

  Tension took me by the hand, spun me around once, and whistled.

  “You’re a loser,” I joked.

  “I’m a winner tonight,” he said.

  His black SUV was parked at my curb and I insisted he throw me the keys. He’d drank quite a bit and I wanted to arrive safely at our destination. Who would drive later wasn’t important to me, but I’d be driving for the time being.

  With Tension buckled into the seat next to me, I pulled away from my house and toward the long strip of desert that headed toward our night’s hangout.

  “Tell me more,” Tension said as we drove in quiet darkness.

  “I’ll never forget my third day of class because it turned out to be my last. I arrived early and found Marco and Lilly alone watching one of my films. My heart sank. I’d hoped to have escaped my past and seeing them pry into it made me lose all hope. No matter what I did, my skeletons would always threaten to rear their ugly heads. I half expected the mailman to come knocking on the door with the party flyer from my college days.

  “Well,” Lilly said, “Looks like you might be the most experienced one of all.”

  “Oh boy,” I said.

  Nothing else came to mind. Embarrassing isn’t a strong enough word. Mortified is more fitting I think.

  “Please turn that off before Bree comes in,” I said.

  “You are ashamed of this?” Marco asked.

  “It’s my old life,” I said. “I want to forget that chapter.”

  “I wouldn’t be trying to forget it,” Lilly said. “For fuck’s sake, you had a dream job.”

  “It’s not all it’s cracked up to be,” I said.

  Bree entered the building. I could hear her whistling as she made her way toward class.

  “Please,” I said.

  Marco nodded and Lilly turned off the screen.

  “Thank you,” I said.

  “Hidy-ho!” Bree said as she leapt through the door and put both hands at her hips like some sort of super hero. “Have no fear. I am here.”

  “Me too,” came a deeper voice from behind her.

  Pasha walked in wearing cargo shorts and a tank top. He looked like he was ready for a day at the beach.

  “Thanks for coming,” Marco said. “Since day one was all about sexual basics and it’s clear Sunshine has all that down pat…”

  He paused and I felt sick to my stomach. I prayed he wouldn’t mention what he’d seen on the video.

  “And you all went through the class on control,” Lilly took over. “We decided to make Bree’s final class also Sunshine’s and since we usually invite past graduates back for this final class, we decided to ask Pasha to come back for one last class. Poor Pasha actually had quite the first class as he entered on the last class of two other pets and was thrown right into the fray.”

  Pasha made my heart thud in my chest but also brought that guilty feeling with it. I’d thought I’d finally rid myself of the young stud. He winked at me as if to reassure me he wasn’t that easy to shake. If that was his intention, he was right.

  “If you haven’t heard about the last class, it’s…” Marco began but was interrupted by Bree.

  She beamed with excitement as she hollered out, “Group play!”

  This was the episode of reality TV the fans were so eager to see. Fans being new pets anxious to finally get their rocks off with more than one person. Bree was obviously a super-fan, an Erotic Mayberry groupie of sorts. I couldn’t help imagining her camped outside the neighborhood gates and spending her days marching back and forth with a big sign that read: Erotic Mayberry, please let me in! I love you!

  “Yes, group play,” Lilly said. “And for this class, we will be going to a special place, one only seen by owners who’ve made reservations as the room is booked every night straight through to next Christmas.”

  “The Cave of Wonders,” Bree said with all the excitement of a small child on her first trip to Disneyland.

  “Yes,” Lilly said. “Go ahead and leave your clothes on the shelf and follow me.”

  Removing my clothes with others watching was becoming normal. I’d spent more time in E. Mayberry naked than I had with clothes on. To be under Pasha’s watchful eyes was intimidating. Not because I couldn’t handle him but because I knew he wanted me and he didn’t want me as a random lover like any other pet in the neighborhood. He wanted to leave with me. He wanted me to be his woman. That was a lot to take in.

  “Please leave,” I whispered to him as I leaned forward to put my folded shirt and bra on top of my jeans.

  “If you really want me to,” he said. “I’ll tell them something came up and I have to go home. They’ll be disappointed but I’ll go.”

  “Yes,” I said. “I want that.”

  “Dammit,” he swore under his breath.

  “You guys almost ready?” Lilly asked. “Time’s a wastin!”

  “I’m sorry,” I told him as I touched his hand. “It’s better if you go.”

  “You do know they’ll call someone else to come in and replace me,” he said. “You have to go through this class. Group play doesn’t work without a group.”

  He was right. They would find someone else to come in and play his part. I would have to kiss and fondle and probably fuck someone and the next guy to come in could be repulsive or could be even hotter than Pasha. Either way, I’d be stuck with him. It was a roll of the dice, a gamble, and with Pasha at least I knew I ultimately liked where it could lead.

  No, you won’t like it. Stop thinking like that. You will hate it. You will despise it. If you were a man, you wouldn’t even get hard.

  “Do you still want me to go?” he asked.

  I couldn’t believe what I was about to say.

  “Stay,” I told him. “But please don’t make it personal. It’s just a class.”

  He smiled.

  “It’s just a class,” I repeated.

  “Just a class,” he agreed.

  He walked away and I couldn’t help looking at his toned ass, the dimples in it, as he excitedly followed Lilly out the door. I was the last to leave in this Congo line of sexual freedom. The teachers may have been more eager to get started than we were as Marco cupped his pet’s left tit and gave it a friendly squeeze. He leaned over and whispered something to her that caused her to tilt her head to the right and expose her neck. He stuck his nose against her flesh and inhaled deeply.

  They were a cute couple. In fact, if there was any couple I aspired to be like in E. Mayberry, they were it. For a moment I thought of what it would be like to teach classes like this with Bastian by my side. I would be an excellent teacher as I’d taken many adult actresses under my wing and tutored them on the art of making love for the camera.

  We reached the Cave of Wonders, which actually had a sign with that title on the front of the door, and Lilly had us all wait
while she jogged to Vivi’s office to retrieve the key. When she opened the door, the smell of fruity incense was the first thing I noticed. Lilly flipped a switch and dull lighting popped on from recessed fixtures in the ceiling.

  Everything in the room was either black or pink. In one corner was a swing while at the other was a St. Andrew’s Cross. At the center of the room was a gigantic black leather cushion and placed all around the floor were various pieces of sexual enhancement furniture. I’d used several of them in my past. One was meant to keep the ass up perfectly for doggy style while another was meant to keep the man at an angle perfect for riding.

  “Holy shit!” Bree yelled as she ran over to the large X on the left side of the room and hugged the St. Andrew’s Cross like it was a cousin she hadn’t seen since she was yay big. “I’ve always wanted to try this!”

  “Crazy isn’t it?” Pasha whispered as he leaned into my ear.

  Lilly saw it. She watched us for a moment and I wondered what she was thinking. I knew she either frowned upon what she might see as a side-thing in the works or she was cooking up a fun way to make his cock collide with my pussy during this soon-to-come sexual extravaganza.

  “So this is it,” Marco said. “This is where dreams come true.”

  “Don’t let Marco and his overly horny imagination trick you,” Lilly said. “There is a lesson in this just as there has been in every other subject we’ve tackled. Where being with more than one partner might seem like a fantasy, maybe something you’ve been hoping to try at some point in your life, it’s not always as easy as it seems. First of all, your owner might pick someone you’re not attracted to at all to come join you in the bedroom. They might pick someone you’re too attracted to and you’re worried how it might turn out. They might pick someone of the same sex even if you’ve never had any kind of bisexual tendencies.”

  We all seemed to be taking that in.

  “Been there. Done that,” Bree announced, breaking the awkward silence.

  She was great at kicking up laughter.

  “Two rules,” Lilly said. “One is nobody will be FORCED to go through with this. But it will be frowned upon if you back out. Two, nobody can stay with the same partner for more than thirty minutes. Once we start, there will be a chime that will play, sounds like pleasant little wind chimes, and that will signal you to switch to someone else. We will all play with each other and everyone is welcome to join in with anyone else. Does that all make sense?”

  It did. Nobody asked a question.

  “And one more thing,” Lilly said. “Remember, this isn’t anything your owners haven’t done. They go through a class like you do, only theirs is even longer and more drawn out since they have to learn to respect a submissive partner. We don’t need any asshole macho types moving in here and pushing people around. It’s all equal opportunity. The only unequal right is that your owner gets to choose your playdate. However…”

  She grabbed Marco’s cock and played with it in her hand.

  “…if you learn to master your owner’s wants and desires, you can have much more say in your playdates than you could ever imagine. Right babe?”

  “Fuck yes,” he said.

  “Then start the timer,” she said.

  Marco slapped the top of a black box on a shelf. Soft music played, sounding like something by Enigma, very relaxing but quite sexy at the same time. Lilly lay back on the black leather cushion and waved Marco over to join her. He climbed up onto the cushion, took both of her dainty hands in one of his, and pinned them high above her head while he softly lowered his face to her tits.

  At first nobody moved. We all seemed to be entranced by the way Marco’s large hands and legs and chest and face were able to so tenderly envelope Lilly’s body. He was in no rush. The naked duo seemed to be involved in their own passionate lovers’ waltz. The way his hand reached for her ankle and pulled her leg up so he could run his giant fingers up her thigh and over to her ass was breathtaking.

  I felt Pasha’s fingertips on my waist before anything else. They slid forward and found the soft ticklish spot between my thigh and my pussy where he set them down and let them linger. He too was in no rush. My eyes were glued on our teachers and the way Marco’s enormous cock seemed to hone in on Lilly’s pussy, tracking it down and sinking itself in. My right hand slid down to find Pasha’s where I interlaced my fingers with his and slowly walked him over to my pussy. His fingers played with my clit methodically. Again, no rush. It wasn’t my intention to send him mixed signals but my signals were a fucking mess.

  Bree was quiet in her involvement. I hadn’t even realized she’d joined in until her hand bumped against my ass as she gently stroked Pasha’s cock from her position behind him. We were a standing sandwich with Pasha in the middle. I leaned back against him who in turn leaned back against Bree. I was afraid to turn around and be face to face with Pasha because I knew I would kiss him and if I kissed him I would fuck him.

  It was a test of some sort. They always say God won’t put you in a position you can’t handle, but if that’s the case, I failed. I couldn’t stop my pussy from getting wet. In front of me, a Latin hunk with a forearm sized cock was going to town with his beautiful pet while behind me the man I had a mini-crush on was being jerked off by an erotic elven princess.

  “You know you want her,” I heard Bree whisper to Pasha. “And it’s about time you guys stop playing this game and get down to it.”

  I felt my upper body pushed forward while Pasha still held onto my clit. Then I felt his cock at my pussy, not controlled by him, but by her. Her knuckles bumped my asshole and it was clear she was controlling him. Bree the adorable puppet master lined Pasha’s head up with my pussy. Then she walked around to the front of me and whispered, “Let him fuck you.”

  Her shoulders served as my handlebars as I bent over further to give Pasha better access. The head of his cock slid into me, reminding me of the previous day’s class and our inability to maintain control. Now we didn’t need to.

  “Can I kiss you?” Bree asked.

  At first I thought she was talking to Pasha but then I realized her sights were set on me. The truth is, I would have much rather kissed Pasha but making out with her was my lame attempt at ignoring the man I couldn’t keep my mind off of. Even with his cock resting inside my lips, I thought maybe if I took my mind off him I might make it through this class unscathed in some way. Maybe without looking at him I could pretend later that it had never happened.

  Bree didn’t wait for my answer. She pulled me into her mouth. Her tongue was soft, slippery, and so easy to fall into. I imagined how many young men had fallen under her spell back in high school and beyond. Her mouth had fallen to my neck and down to my tits where her tongue was busy playing when Pasha pushed himself all the way in. My head pitched forward and I sank my teeth into Bree’s shoulder. She gasped and I cried. It felt amazing…and felt so wrong. He’d only entered me once but it was once too much. I pulled away from him and fell to the floor with Bree.

  Before long, the three of us were on the cushion at the feet of our teachers. Bree climbed on top of me and straddled my right thigh, putting her thick clit against my leg and rubbing hers against mine. Pasha lay next to us, watching as he stroked his cock. He seemed to understand that I still wasn’t ready for him. I wasn’t ready to give myself to him the way he wanted. I’d almost done it. In a way I had, but some part of me still held on to my sanity. I couldn’t cheat on Bastian.

  Pasha was so hard and so tempting. The way his chest and biceps flexed as he fisted himself was driving me crazy. He bit his upper lip and moved his hips to the beat of his hand.

  The chimes went off way too soon. It couldn’t have been thirty minutes already, but as the alarm went off and Lilly announced, “Time to switch,” I found myself unconsciously rolling to my right. My body slid off of Bree’s and then I was on top of Pasha. Bree rolled too and sat on his face.

  Pasha’s cock felt great in my hand. Pre-cum moistened him and he began to
squish in my grip. I watched as Bree leaned forward and took Marco in her mouth, stretching her lips over his humongous cock. I hadn’t seen Lilly walk around behind me but suddenly her mouth was on my pussy and her tongue was deep inside my lips.

  My face crashed against Pasha’s chest while I rode the pleasure, wave after wave, twitch after twitch as Lilly worked her magic. It was the perfect escape from Pasha. Yes, I know everything going on in the room would be considered cheating by normal standards but this was no normal situation and somehow I felt that not letting Pasha’s cock enter me again meant I was behaving.

  Lilly’s lips and tongue were so fucking incredible that I found myself rolling off of Pasha and onto the cushion next to him where I wrapped my legs around Lilly’s face and pressed my heels into her back, pushing her harder into me. At some point I couldn’t even continue pumping Pasha. Every ounce of interest I had was on the woman between my legs.