CHAPTER 46

When Brandy left the table area, followed by Monica, Ryan realized that his immediate situation was likely to change. He saw from across the room how Brandy stopped to talk to Kate and Nancy, and that further convinced him that a change was coming soon. He didn't know what it would be exactly, but he figured that he should take full advantage of what he had going with Jordan in case something disturbed it.

Namely, Jordan was hotter than an oven. She'd been on fire even before she found her naked ass sitting on his lap with her hands on his cock, but since then she'd been a raging inferno of lust. Being too horny to think straight, she didn't realize how much her arousal was due to the exhibitionist situation, and instead she assumed it was caused by Ryan and his enormous boner. She'd just had another tremendous orgasm (though a mostly silent one, for fear that those on the other side of the room might hear). She wanted to repay the favor, and she was frantically pumping on his shaft with both hands, desperately trying to get him to cum.

Ironically, all that pumping motion wasn't that effective, since she wasn't paying much attention to his highly sensitive sweet spot. It looked dramatic, but most of his thick inches didn't have a lot of nerve endings. However, he didn't mind because he didn't want to cum too soon, especially since he still had fucking Monica to look forward to. He was riding a nice erotic buzz, but he wasn't teetering on the edge of climax.

Erin did understand how Jordan's humiliation at being exposed and watched was contributing to her burning sexual heat. She'd been mostly restraining herself as long as Brandy was sitting with them - give or take a little masturbation. But once Brandy (and Monica) left, she started teasing.

Erin said, "Boy, Jordan, just LOOK at you. I can see why they call you 'Miss Sluttypants'. You really are a total slut, aren't you? Have you no shame?"

Jordan's face was still blushing red, but upon hearing that it got redder still. She wanted to let go of Ryan's fat pole to show she had some self-control, but all she managed to do was greatly slow down her stroking. Ironically, that was much more effective stimulation, because she knew her way around a cock very well and as soon as she calmed her stroking frenzy, she naturally honed in on rubbing his sweet spot.

But Erin was just getting warmed up. "Look at you, sitting naked on his lap with the rest of us fully dressed. Why, even Ryan has his robe on." The phrase "fully dressed" was a stretch since Erin only wore a loose robe, and it already had been slowly opening up with Brandy there. Now that Brandy had left, she'd opened it even more than before and resumed fondling her pussy and clit with one hand and her round F-cups with her other. But Jordan was facing the other way in order to expose her entire body to Ryan's hands and eyes, so she still hadn't noticed.

Jordan thought, I'm so bad! Terrible! I thought I was a slut before, but I didn't actually do much. This is the real deal! So intense! So scary! It's like I'm losing all control over my very own body!

Erin continued, "And you don't care who's watching; you can't get enough of his huge cock! It's so big and thick you need to pump on it with both hands. You were skeptical earlier, but you're not anymore, are you?"

Hoping that was a rhetorical question, Jordan stayed silent, other than her heavy panting and near- constant moaning. She looked down at her hands, which were starting to speed up a little, and thought, She's right! I can't stop myself! Goditssobig! So THICK! This has gotta be the best cock ever! I love it!

However, Erin hadn't been asking a rhetorical question. She prodded, "Well?" When there still was no answer, she repeated, "I said, you were skeptical earlier, but you're not anymore, ARE you?"

Jordan reluctantly grunted out, "N-no! No, I'm not!"

Erin was having fun pushing Jordan's buttons. "You shameless SLUT! You might as well sit on that fat thing while you're at it. Impale yourself on it!"

Jordan looked down. She was tempted to do just that. She knew it wouldn't take much for her to shift positions and really sit on it. But she recalled how the others had warned her about the difficulties of sucking on it, and she figured it would be equally problematic to get fucked by it, if not even more so. She wasn't ready for that great challenge yet, especially since she was having the time of her life already.

"You know what?" Erin mused. "It's inevitable that you'll become one of his personal sluts, just like the rest of us. Do you know what that means, to be a 'personal slut'?"

Jordan didn't speak, or even turn her head towards Erin, who actually sat next to her. But she did shake her head negatively.

Erin's earlier skepticism had largely vanished. At least when she was as horny as she felt at the moment, she got off on the personal slut idea, and she wanted Jordan to feel the same way. She explained, "It means you're going to devote yourself to serving his cock, 24-7! Anytime, anywhere, he'll fuck you in any hole he wants! Even in your ass, if he feels like it. Can you imagine, having that gigantic BEAST up your ass?!"

Jordan cried out, "OH MY GOD!" She had tried anal sex a couple of times, but she'd had difficulties and she wasn't very keen to try again. She didn't realize that the problem was that she and her partner were inexperienced and hadn't properly prepared.

The others didn't realize it, but Monica had already finished making her point to Kate and Nancy about wanting Brandy to be honest. She'd been sitting at the table for a little while, all alone on the other side, trying to get back into the spirit of things. She had a good grasp of what was happening and she was loving it. She chimed in, "And Erin, don't forget. It's not just about serving his cock. It's also about being exclusive. You'll serve his cock and his cock ALONE!"

Erin was slightly startled to find Monica had returned, but she welcomed the teasing assistance. She didn't even bother to pull her robe closed. "Good point! And you know what that means, for the most part? Blowjobs! Lots and lots of delicious, jaw-busting blowjobs. So much cocksucking! Like us, you're going to spend most of your time bobbing on your knees, breathing through your nose!"

Erin was extremely hot and bothered as well, especially since she was masturbating without restraint. She didn't realize that while she was trying to shock Jordan with her exaggerated description of how a personal slut behaved, she was talking about herself just as much, since she was one too. But she was in such a feverish mood that all she could think about was how hot completely improbable things like spending most of one's time bobbing on one's knees sounded.

Ryan had been silent, since he loved hearing all the provocative teasing coming from Erin's lips. But he'd been meaning to step things up before the situation changed ever since Brandy had left the table. He'd been delayed by Erin's sexy talk, but Erin's comment about bobbing on one's knees gave him an ideal opening for what he wanted to do next.

He cleared his throat to get the attention of the others, and tweaked one of Jordan's nipples to get her attention in particular. Then he said, "Speaking of kneeling, Jordan, I think it's time for you to get on your knees right now."

Jordan had generally been looking down at his hands kneading her fat tits or at her own hands sloshing all over his hot, pulsing shaft. But upon hearing that, she looked up pleadingly into his eyes. "Do I have to? I'm having such a great time just like this."

Surprising even himself with his brazenness and authority, he replied, "Yes you do. Obey your new master. Erin is right: sucking cock, MY cock, is going to be a big part of your life from now on. It's time you get started!" (He was trying not to use self-aggrandizing words like "master", but he was so very, very horny at the moment that he couldn't resist.)

Monica's eyes lit up. All right! Hot damn! That's my man talking. What a stud! She was tempted to yank her robe off her shoulders, especially since Erin was mostly exposed by now anyway, but she figured Brandy and Nancy hadn't left yet.

Jordan was so awed and intimidated by Ryan's comments, and especially by his steely stare that accompanied them, that it was like she melted right off his lap. In a matter of seconds, she found herself kneeling on the floor between his legs. She didn't even understand how that happened so fast.

She took his erection in both hands again. She stared at it with new wonder and appreciation, now that it was once again mere inches from her face. Holy fuck! What have I gotten myself into? He means business! I've always been A slut, but now I'm going to be HIS slut! This is my second chance to prove myself, after that ill-timed interruption. But... I don't know. I just don't know. I mean, I like him a lot.

But he has so many other lovers. And this cock! This naughty, naughty cock! Mmmm!

She leaned forward and gave it a good long lick, nearly all the way around his crown. MMMM! I do love this cock. In fact, I love it a lot! But how am I going to get it in my mouth?! I remember what the others were saying before. All the crying and struggle. It sounds really hard. Shit, Kate was crying real tears, and she's had practice on it! And I'm supposed to do that every day?!

Monica could sense Jordan's hesitation and indecision and that she was an impulsive, energetic girl. Besides, sitting across the table, she couldn't see much. So she quickly dropped under the table, pushed chairs out of the way, and wound up plastered right against Jordan's back. While she was at it, she easily shucked her robe off and left it on the floor behind her. She couldn't resist being naked around her man. Besides, she figured if Brandy and/or Nancy were still around, they wouldn't look down there from way across the room.

She muttered near Jordan's head, "Did you not hear the man? It's time for you to SUCK COCK! Trust me, you'll love it. What are you waiting for?" She placed both hands on Jordan's head, indicating that if Jordan didn't act fast, she would act for her.

Actually, Monica was merely bluffing with her head-hold, since she knew his cock was far too thick for anything less than a perfectly planned entry. To try to force it could get someone hurt.

But the gesture did the trick. Jordan figured she needed to act quickly while she was still in full control. She tossed her worries aside, closed her eyes, took a big breath, craned her mouth open ridiculously wide, and then said a very brief prayer. She wasn't religious, but she felt a sudden need to plead to a higher power. Dear God, help me please! Give me strength to do this and do it right. Amen!

With that, she lunged her head forward and swallowed all of his cockhead in one fell swoop.

Monica kept her hands on Jordan's head, but gently. She still didn't want to actually force her to do anything, but she figured keeping her hands there would help give her the sense that there was no turning back.

Erin peered under the table and saw that Monica had just gotten naked, so she pulled her robe off her shoulders the rest of the way and let it drop to the floor. She was surprised at how good it felt to be

completely naked again. My God! I tease Jordan about being a slut, but I'm one now too. His PERSONAL slut, and one of many! Practically his sex slave, for crying out loud! Fuck me! I was trying to resist that for most of the evening, but come ON! Ungh! At some point after having so many orgasms and so much fun in such a short time, you just have to go with it and see how far it takes you!

Which means I'm going to be naked most of the time from now on, I'll bet. Probably, Ryan is going to set up shop with Kate in her bedroom, since she's the princess still, plus they're in love. Then Monica, Jordan, and I will spend most of our time there too, with a tongue or two or even three lapping on his cock more often than not. Or four, at times!

And you know what? I LIKE that! Frankly, as long as I can swallow my pride, that sounds like a great way to while away the hours. So far, I've been getting my fair share of sucking his cock, but that's just part of it. I'm sure there will be lots of fucking and spanking and titfucking as well, not to mention sexy humiliation and massive orgasms and just general, all-around fun! And that's not counting the lesbian sexual possibilities, of which there are many! My tongue might even spend just as much time licking sweet pussy as lapping on The Beast.

Sure it's horribly unfair with him getting to order us around and generally have all the power, and I still don't like the term "personal slut". But who the fuck cares, so long as we're all having a great time? I love sex, and that much high-quality sex sounds like sexual nirvana to me. Sure, we'll still have to put on clothes to go to class, or to eat, or to exercise, but then it'll be right back to romping around naked in bed!

Erin found this line of thinking disturbing yet thrilling. She quickly decided that sitting there naked wasn't enough. She realized that all the action was happening at a lower level and she was missing out by staying in her chair. She dropped to her knees as well, not to get directly involved but just to get a much better view of the coming action.

At first, Jordan's mouth merely stayed frozen in place. Her lips had slid just past the crown of his cockhead, and it seemed there was no way for them to go back or go forward. It was all she could do to keep the absurdly large intrusion in her mouth while continuing to breathe. So far, she wasn't finding this fun in the slightest. In fact, it was a painful ordeal. She couldn't believe how much her lips had spread open, and that hurt. But she was determined not to give up, at least not yet.

For the next minute or so, she focused almost entirely on merely breathing through her nose. It was a constant battle not to give up and pull off.

Ryan could sense she was struggling. He thought back to how difficult it had been for Kate, Erin, and Monica the first time they blew him. That looks REALLY tough. Frankly, I don't know how they manage. I remember how each of them cried their first times trying it. Hell, they've done it a few times since and they still cry those tears of struggle more often than not.

With that in mind, he put his hands on Jordan's head (but on the top of her head while Monica's hands were towards her neck). He merely rested them there and even petted and stroked her hair a little bit. Then he spoke in a low voice. "You can do it, Jordan! I know you can. The other girls went through this exact same thing, but they got past it. And do you remember the joyous looks on their faces later?"

Monica realized she'd been remiss by staying silent and leaving it to Ryan to be encouraging. She tried to make up for it by cooing, almost directly into one of Jordan's ears, "That's right! It's soooo good! It's the best! Better than fucking. You just have to get through this hard part. Then it's all Bliss Road. You CAN do it!"

Erin similarly realized she'd been too silent as well. She cooed into Jordan's other ear, "That's so true. We all did it, so you can too. But I don't recommend you staying like that. You're stuck in limbo right

now. The only way out is forward. I know it seems impossible, but start sliding your lips forward and back. Use your tongue too. The busier you are, the less you'll be thinking about pulling off."

Jordan was right on the verge of pulling off, and doing more did seem impossible. But she figured she should at least give Erin's advice a try before giving up. Steeling her resolve, she slid her lips forward until Ryan's cockhead just about completely filled her oral cavity. She didn't see how there was any room for her tongue to do anything, but she knew his sweet spot was right where her tongue could reach easily, so she lapped against it a bit.

She was surprised to realize that doing all that was really no more difficult than just keeping his extreme thickness in her mouth. So she pulled back and then lunged her lips forward again.

With her hands on the back of Jordan's head, Monica could feel as well as see Jordan's motion. She stroked Jordan's short platinum blonde hair and cooed, "That's it! That's it! You're doing it! Just keep doing it!"

Erin similarly spoke from the side, "You GO, girl! You see? The more you do, the easier it gets! Well, not easy exactly, but it gets less difficult. Oh, but try to do more with your hands than just hold his shaft, if you can manage. That actually helps distract you even more."

Even Ryan chimed in. "Right on! That feels fucking AWESOME!"

Encouraged and emboldened, Jordan tried going faster and deeper. She pushed forward, hard, until she thought for sure his cockhead would hit the back of her throat and make her gag. But it didn't. So she pulled her lips back to the crown ridge and then did it again.

Over the next minute or so, she found that all her new activity helped. As Erin pointed out, it never really got easy, but she was so distracted trying to keep her tongue active and her lips moving that she had no time to think about pulling off. She still found it a bit too much to stroke his shaft as well, though.

Ryan took his hands off Jordan's head and sat back in his chair. He figured Jordan had passed some point of no return and he could kick back and luxuriate in the joy. It was true that her cocksucking technique was bad so far, at least compared to the recent efforts of Erin, which had become his gold standard. But then again, even bad cocksucking was good cocksucking, especially for an erection as big as his. His sheer thickness meant that any lips that managed to get all around it couldn't help but create a very tight seal.

He slumped down in his chair a little bit and put his hands behind his head. Aaaaah! This is the life! She's starting to get the hang of it now. I swear, nobody-

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?"