Squat Training by Bullcods
This story is entirely fictional and the characters therein are fictional and any association with persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. The story may contain sexual references or behavioral descriptions as well as graphic descriptions that might be considered pornographic. If such things are offensive or distasteful to you, the reader, please cease reading immediately and destroy this data. ==========================================================
Part II
Laney pressed into Mary's kiss. It wasn't a deep kiss and they didn't exchange tongue, but enough kiss that each knew they wanted the other.
Mary pulled away first, saying "Let's get undressed." Both women threw off their clothes as quickly as two women can and then Mary went out and came back with a folded table. "We're going to need this," she said as she unfolded it in front of where Mark remained squatting. She then laid a pad down and turned to face Laney. "Let's get the boy warmed back up, shall we?"
Mary brushed against one of Mark's thighs while Laney took the other. He immediately came to life, a huge smile broadened across his face as he strained to open his legs. His cock, drooping slightly after its brief rest seemed to literally pop to attention as Mary caressed his balls. "Let's alternate touching him at first and not put more than two hands on him at a time." Laney nodded and they both giggled.
As each women touched him, running a hand over his body in various places, Mark sighed and groaned. At some point he seemed to pause for a moment. "I think he doesn't understand how one person can touch him like this," Laney noted, "but he's so horny right now he can't really question it." Mary nodded as she bent down to suck his cock. As she pulled his rigid member into her mouth again Mark stiffened and pulled back. He knew it wouldn't be long now, he'd been extra good all week, submissive to everything she wanted and this teasing session had been longer than usual. He wondered if later she might let him go animal on her and the smile across his face reflected that.
Then Mary stopped and stood up. "We have to restrain him," she stated, "I think he'll freak out at the reveal."
"I don't understand, isn't he fine the way he is?" Mary had gone over to the sideboard and came back with two large straps. "These go around his legs and will keep him in the squat position. He's expecting it because when he cums it's pretty explosive in all ways. He just doesn't know what's coming this time."
She smiled and wrapped one of the straps around one of Marks legs. It was velcro and Laney saw immediately what she meant. Once Mary had strapped his other leg he was completely confined and could not stand up. Mark remained passive, still unaware that he was not alone with Mary and anxiously expecting that she was going to get him off soon since she always put the straps on before she let him cum.
The two women resumed touching him. Laney was flicking one of his nipples while Mary door knobbed his balls. Then Mary reached up with her other hand and flicked Marks other nipple. He moaned louder, lost in the sensations, and then suddenly realized, even through the fog of his sensual ecstasy, that three hands were touching him. It didn't stop his moaning, but he did have what the women interpreted as a confused look on his face. Then Laney reached up and ran her hand through his hair.
He froze. "What the fuck?!" Mark blurted out.
Mary suddenly pulled the headphones off him while Laney ripped off his blindfold.
"Laney!" Mark yelled, recognizing her instantly. "Mary, what's going on?" Mark cried as he tried to come out of his squat before he remembered the straps.
"Just settle down! Who do these belong to?" she asked as she grabbed his balls tightly in her hand. Mark winced, looked at Laney with a frightened look and then back at Mary. "You" he said sheepishly, looking down at his groin, his look changing from fear to embarrassment. "Now tell me you haven't lusted after those huge boobs, tell me!"
Mark looked at Laney's perfect breasts, and they were perfect. Full and voluptuous, like round melons. He had never seen this much of them let alone their huge aureolas and just looking at them caused his weakening erection to gain strength. Mary had great breasts, perky was the best description, but they were nothing like Laney's. "I thought so!" Mary squeezed Mark's balls harder as she said this.
"Owww, I'm sorry, really Mary, I am so sorry!" Mary thought that he might cry so she loosened her grip a bit on his balls. Mark looked at her with his little boy done bad look. "All right then, but you'll need to be punished."
"OK Mary, anything to make this right!"
Mary let go of Mark's scrotum and turned to Laney. Laney leaned in and they kissed, deep and twisting as their tongues found each other. Mark's mouth fell open and his cock sprang once again to full attention as the two women lay down on the table in front of him and writhed together sucking, touching, licking and kissing each other. All the man could do was watch the erotic tableau in front of him as his cock throbbed with longing to join their union, dripping with precum. He watched as they both shuddered and screamed as they orgasmed. After an agonizing period of time the women turned on Mark. Laney pressing her boobs into his face while Mary resumed her earlier cock and ball play.
Then Laney pulled back and asked Mark, "If we let you loose will you behave?"
"Oh yes, yes I will!" he cried. Laney slapped him, hard. "Yes what?" She slapped him again.
"Yes, Ma'am!"
"Better, remember your place. Now get down and onto all fours." Mary had loosened the rope and Laney had taken off the straps. Mark didn't need to be told twice, but clambered shakily off the island and down to the floor to his hands and knees, looking up at the snatches of the two women.
"Bark like a dog!" Laney ordered. Mark complied, barking and growling at the top of his lungs. Mary laughed and marveled at how quickly Laney had taken control of her husband.
"That's a good boy!" Laney patted and rubbed Marks head and motioned for Mary to sit down.
"Does my good boy want a treat?"
"Yes, Ma'am!"
"Well then get to it!" Laney pointed at Mary's cunt and Mark needed no further prompts but bounded over and buried his face in his wife's crotch. As Mary moaned and thrashed about, Laney grabbed Mark's balls and nearly sent him over the edge. "So this is what it feels like when those people at the dog show feel up a dogs balls" Laney thought to herself as she kneaded Mark's tight sack from behind.
It didn't take Mary long to orgasm again, which she did multiple times before pushing her eager-to-please husband away. Mark fell back and Laney ordered him to assume a begging position. His dick had turned an angry purple and his balls as well. Mark had never been so aching for release.
"Well Mary," Laney asked, "should we let him get off?" "I think he's been a good boy, go ahead" Mary replied weakly.
Laney looked at Mark and said, "You're an animal, take me!"
Mark needed no further direction as he sprang upward with a guttural growl that shocked both women. He grabbed Laney by the waist and carried her to the couch in the living room, his face buried between her huge tits, his hands spreading her gorgeous legs. He continued to growl as he plunged his engorged cock into her wet pussy. Mary had recovered somewhat and came into the living room to enjoy the spectacle of her muscular husband banging her new best friend. Mark did not stop until Laney breathlessly ordered him back and Mark collapsed onto the couch totally spent with the telltale sign being a now flaccid dick.
"You know, you are still going to be punished" Mary said to Mark.
"Yes, I know" he smiled.