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09/06/2016
Let me explain the situation first. A few months ago I arranged an FFM threesome with my boyfriend for a female friend of mine (as a birthday gift), who I've had sex with a few times over the past few years.
We met in a hotel, had dinner with the three of us and throughout the evening she really flirted a lot with my boyfriend, like she was trying to win him over.
I had mixed feelings but it really turned me on, especially when she practically claimed him for most of the night (casually pushing me away, pulling his head between her legs, making him kiss her instead of me etc).
I've never made a secret to either of them that I have a bit of a crush on her as well, but ever since that encounter I've been fantasizing a LOT about having her fuck him again.
I asked her to keep sending him videos for when I'm not around (we don't live together) and I always ask him if he jerked it to her or me.
Now I've struck a deal with her. She's agreed to live with my boyfriend for a week and record as much of their sex as she likes to share with me.
I paid for her plane ticket and gave her one of my credit cards so she can take him shopping and dinner, basically act as his girlfriend/mistress.
She moved in yesterday but she hasn't sent anything yet, but she's allowing me to come over in a few hours.
I'm literally shaking in anticipation and can't think of anything else to do right now.
I've been asked what we look like, so here it is.
I'm 5'7" tall brunette, weighing 127 lbs. My breasts are 34C's. I had them enlarged a few years ago (confidence boost!). I have brown eyes, keep myself tanned and while I barely work out anymore, I do look after my body and eat healthy.
My female friend is a few inches taller than me but otherwise mostly the same figure as me, just more toned because she works out a lot, and her tits are natural. Her blonde hair and green eyes are much more interesting than my bland face, but she also wears more makeup than I do.
My boyfriend is well over six feet, muscular and has a nice tanned skin. He goes to the gym a lot but also visits the spa and really takes care of himself. He has very short black hair and grey eyes.
My ex isn't as tall (six feet) and weighed a lot less, but he carries the skinny look well. Like me he has brown hair and eyes and also likes to keep a tan. He has a few tattoos that I won't describe because they're very distinctive.
- So the first night she invited me over. When I got there they were lounging in the couch. She didn't even let him get up to greet me and she kept pulling him back whenever he looked at me.
I watched her give him a blowjob in the living room but she told me I wasn't allowed inside the bedroom, so I sat down against the door and listened to them having sex.
After a good hour of hearing her moan, she opened the door but instead of finally inviting me in, she told me she was tired and wanted me to leave. I tried asking her to let me stay but I literally only managed to say "please" before she closed the door.
I waited outside for a few minutes more but left when they didn't continue.
Her complete control turned me on immensely and I made a mess of myself just listening to them having sex, but I had REALLY hoped for her to include me in some way.
- The second day my friend took my boyfriend out. They were gone the whole day, spending time on the beach, buying new clothes for her, and they had dinner together. I've spent most of the day thinking about how I wanted things to continue and I realized that by giving her control, things might not play out the exact way I want them to. Before she moved in, I talked things over with her and told her I would like it if she filmed it when they were having sex, if she liked. It turns out she doesn't want to that, which I do feel is disappointing and unfair, but isn't such a big deal in the end. I was worried she wasn't going to involve me at all today as well, but it seems she just wanted to make a point on the first day.
They came in smiling, my boyfriend carrying a few bags of clothes and stuff. I walked over to greet them but when we started kissing she told him to put the bags in the bedroom, calling him "honey". With a whole day of sexual overload behind me I asked her if she thought about what I asked before she left (if she'd fuck me when they got back) and I found it hard not to blush. She laughed and said she was "thinking about it".
In hindsight, I regret ASKING her if I could speak to my boyfriend, but she told me I could as long as we talked in the living room so she could watch. It was obvious she wasn't going to let me get intimate with him and going by the way he held his arms, I think she instructed him not to, either. She did let us speak in private and I asked him if he was having a good time. He immediately looked worried but I assured him it was all right. He admitted they had a nice day but he was reluctant to talk about the sex. I told him that whatever happened, if either of use used a safeword ("Apple", it's literally all I could come up with), we'd call it off.
She let us talk for a bit but with her in the same room I didn't feel comfortable talking about other things I thought of today, and since she wasn't going to let us have some private time I walked over to the couch. She beckoned him over and shoved him on the opposite couch of where I was sitting, glanced at me and then started giving him a lapdance. When she started humping him, caressing him and kissing him, I could see he was getting hard real fast. She threw her head back and winked at me before sliding off the couch and unzipping his jeans to free his dick. Like yesterday, she gave him a quick blowjob but was much more messy about it, moaning and slurping for me to hear. I couldn't see any of it from where I was sitting and I wasn't sure she'd be okay if I moved.
The blowjob only last for a few minutes and I could see he was really enjoying it. He always told me he's not a big fan of getting blowjobs but it didn't seem that way at all, here. She got up, grabbed his wrist and pulled him up to follow her. She walked over to me and like she was positioning a mannequin or something, she made my boyfriend stand before me. She ran her hand over my cheek and I let her, and then she grabbed my chin and made me look up at her, holding my gaze as she began stroking my boyfriend's dick. When I tried to look at my boyfriend she made a "tut tut tut" sound and grabbed my chin tighter. I sat there with my arms at my side, fingers playing with the bottom of my dress. As he neared his climax she slowly pulled me closer to his dick, with her index finger beneath my chin, and allowing me to look at him again.
My boyfriend was looking down at me but then she let go of me, grabbed his waist/hip while still jerking him and turned him so he was facing her, then moved her hand behind his head, pulled him in and started kissing him. She stopped jerking him with her other hand, reaching under her dress to pull her panties down. Then she shoved him back onto the couch right next to me and straddled him, one hand going under her dress to guide his dick to her pussy. She slowly lowered down on top of him, both hands now holding and caressing his head. His hands moved to her hips but after a second he moved his left hand towards me, feeling my arm and lowering to grab my hand. I felt a tear well up in my eye, the mixed feelings of what was happening almost overwhelming, but I shuffled around a bit and closed my other hand over his to reassure him.
She made an effort to moan and kiss with as much sound as possible but when she started grinding up and down my boyfriend was getting louder as well. It didn't take long from that point. She broke the kiss and edged forward, pressing his face between her tits and really started moaning loudly, makimg me blush. The fact that she was literally right next to me, riding my boyfriend's dick and making sure to be as loud as possible about it was so hot. When he started cumming she wrapped both arms behind his head, threw her own head back and practically smothered him with her tits. He clenched his hand around mine for the duration and I had to gently rub it to remind him he was queezing pretty hard.
She held his face between her tits for as long as he came until the muffled sounds of my boyfriend's orgasm lowered and he moved his free hand to her shoulder and she let him free to breathe. He looked at me, his face fierce red, and told me "I love you". I didn't care about her at that moment and moved in to kiss him and she finally let us, even though she remained in her position.
After a minute or so, she slowly dismounted him and got up. We both looked at her in anticipation but she only looked at me and asked "so, you want me to fuck you?" I nodded, not even looking at my boyfriend. She smiled broadly and leaned in real close, our lips almost touching. It made me realize just how beautiful she is, so close, her face literally flawless. She flicked her tongue over my lips and then moved back. My heart sunk when she said "tomorrow" and when I tried to object she shushed me repeatedly, pressing her finger over my lips after a few. She said they were going to bed now because my boyfriend has to work early tomorrow, and told me to meet her at nine tomorrow (morning).
She did leave us alone after that for a few minutes and I had a talk with my boyfriend about everything. He's REALLY enjoying the sex with her but he feels strange (he didn't say bad, just "strange") about it all, especially seeing me so docile towards her. I assured him it's what I want but asked him if he could try and convince her to at least record them having sex in the bedroom because that turns me on so much. I didn't want to bother him with things I mentioned in this post, for now, but we just cuddled for a bit before she called him to the bedroom. I drove home and came to the thought of finally getting fucked by her tomorrow.
I'm a bit angry at myself for not begging her to fuck me there and then, but part of me thinks it's a good thing because now I didn't come across as too submissive.
- The next day I was going to meet with her to have her fuck me as I asked. I knew my boyfriend would be at work so it'd be just the two of us. When I got there I entered with my key and found her in the living room (where I watched her fuck my boyfriend last night!). She was wearing the dark red dress my boyfriend loves so much and I couldn't help but admire how good it looked on her. The size difference actually worked in her favor, the dress looking shorter and tighter because of her wider hips and (I always thought we were the same size) somewhat larger tits. It was very hot to see her so confident in my boyfriend's place, wearing my dress and knowing I had almost begged her to allow me to be here. I was just wearing one of my silk dresses (one I love wearing when we go out) and simple but sexy black bra and panties, nothing too fancy but it does show off my body quite well.
She told me to get on my knees and not speak unless she asked me a question and I immediately fucked up by saying "okay". She groaned my name and I just looked down, couldn't say sorry of course. She then asked me why I was there and got a bit annoyed when I told her she invited me. I was starting to feel a bit worried about the way she acted but sitting there on my knees felt good. Of course she knew why I was there, but she made me say it anyway.
I struggled to get the words out of my mouth but I managed to tell her I wanted her to fuck me to complete her dominance over me. She laughed, saying that the fact she I'd only spent about half an hour with them so far, proved more than enough that she was in control, denying me the joy of watching them fuck in the bedroom and not filming any of it. Hoping it's what she wanted to hear, I told her I wasn't entirely honest and that I just wanted her to fuck my ass, making me submit to her regardless of what I allow her to do to my boyfriend. But she reminded me that the offer I made was for her to live with my boyfriend for a week and fucking him any way she likes while I pay for her stay. She said we never agreed on her actually having sex with me and it's true that I never really asked that when she had agreed to it.
You must understand that for the past few days I've been extremely turned on almost constantly and being on my knees in front of her made me so close to one of my desires. The fact that she fucked my boyfriend last night again (after I left) was one of the things that kept me hot, just like how my fetish started back then on her birthday threesome, when she tried excluding me. But I've also wanted her to fuck me, alone or with my boyfriend to watch, and the past few days I've rekindled an anal obsession that my boyfriend could never really satisfy. I told her that desire, and told her how much I needed to be fucked in my ass right now.
She knew I was extremely pent up and maybe she even expected it, but she said she was willing to make me submit to her. I couldn't help but smile and crawled forward but she stopped me, saying that allowing me to worship her required something in return. I gulped, fearing she'd put up terms I wasn't sure I'd be willing to agree to. She walked over to the couch and sat down, beckoning me. As I crawled over to her she told me I had a choice to make. I could submit to her, but then she'd not allow my boyfriend to fuck me at all for the rest of the week. At that point I was so eager for her to fuck me in the ass and make me her bitch that I said yes, nodding wildly like an excited kid (and I pretty much was!).
She motioned for me to come even close but asked me if I was really sure about it. I told her "yes, mistress" hoping she'd be into that and it seems like she approved. She leaned back and kicked off her heels, holding one of her feet up at the height my face was at. I've never really been into feet, but anything that involved demeaning myself to her was a turn-on so I eagerly closed in and ran my cheek against her foot. The feeling of nylon has always been one of my favorites and I LOVE to wear stockings myself, so this position really wasn't so bad for me.
I was made to play with her feet for a while, kissing them and giving her a bit of a foot massage. All the while she kept telling me she had no idea I was this crazy, that I changed so much since a few years ago when we had some "casual lesbian fun". She also made a point to brag about the sex she had with my boyfriend, how he loved it when she sucked him off (I once told her he doesn't enjoy blowjobs) and that it's cute when he tries not to cum so fast. If I weren't so into all of it, I probably would've been filled with raging jealousy, but it just made me extremely hot when she told me these things.
After a while she hooked one of her ankles behind my head to make me come closer and I immediately shuffled forward. She held my head with her hands and guided me under the dress, wasting no time to push me against her thong. I lapped out at it immediately, I've always found it hot to lick a girl's pussy through her panties before really eating her out, and she loved it when I did it the first times we had sex. She made me go at it for a long time, her thong ending up really drenched with my saliva and her juices. I had to fight the urge to put my hand down my own panties which were soaked before I even got there. When she finally got up to remove her panties, she ran her hands through my hair, grabbed my hair tight and pulled me around until I lied on my back on the carpet.
She sat on my face and let the dress fall free so I was covered and I couldn't look up at her. For the most part I wasn't even able to lick at her, she made sure to ride my face like a toy, but I pressed my tongue inside her whenever I could. She giggled when I ran my tongue around her asshole the first time but then allowed me to tongue her ass for a short while before continuing to ride me. I don't think she actually came and she doesn't get as wet as I do, but it was obvious she enjoyed making me lie there, hidden underneath MY dress. I know it's what turned me on immensely, at least, but I couldn't wait for her to fuck me properly.
When she was done with me she shuffled back to sit on my chest/just below my neck, keeping me covered under the dress. The smell of her was extreme like that and even though she stopped riding my face, I kept wiggling around and enjoying her scent. She got up and put her panties back on while I was still lying there, catching my breath. I saw she was really sweaty and it made the dress stick to her body even better, her hair was wet and her face was glistening. It made me smile and feel proud, in a slutty way, that I was responsible for that because she wasn't really admitting my presence.
But then it turned bad real fast. I rolled over and got back into a kneeling position, and she just frowned at me, saying I could leave now. I was shocked and had to take a moment to process it, before telling her we weren't done yet. She didn't take that too kindly and told me she was making the decisions, not me, and that I had licked her good enough to allow me to do it again tomorrow.
If you have any idea how sexually trustrated I was BEFORE I got here, you should have a bit of an idea how addled my mind was. I told her (mistake!) to fuck me but reacted real bossy to that, telling me to get out if I wanted to get another chance at licking her again. I was shaking, and pleaded that I needed it, that I waited for it so long. I even reasoned to her that I had been cooperative so far, but she wasn't having any of it. She told me she didn't want to fuck my pussy or ass, she just felt generous enough to allow me to enjoy licking her pussy. She had to practically pull me up and shove me outside to get rid of me but the look in her eyes was turning pretty bad so I didn't push my luck.
When I got into the car and started driving home, I couldn't put a very specific thought out of my head. Something I'd been thinking of more and more, yesterday as well. It made my head spin, the way I was REALLY considering it, and my heart was beating so hard in my chest. My hands were shaking and if I were walking I'd probably have stumbled. Even with my mind telling me not to, I grabbed my phone and sent one, short text.
We met in a hotel, had dinner with the three of us and throughout the evening she really flirted a lot with my boyfriend, like she was trying to win him over.
I had mixed feelings but it really turned me on, especially when she practically claimed him for most of the night (casually pushing me away, pulling his head between her legs, making him kiss her instead of me etc).
I've never made a secret to either of them that I have a bit of a crush on her as well, but ever since that encounter I've been fantasizing a LOT about having her fuck him again.
I asked her to keep sending him videos for when I'm not around (we don't live together) and I always ask him if he jerked it to her or me.
Now I've struck a deal with her. She's agreed to live with my boyfriend for a week and record as much of their sex as she likes to share with me.
I paid for her plane ticket and gave her one of my credit cards so she can take him shopping and dinner, basically act as his girlfriend/mistress.
She moved in yesterday but she hasn't sent anything yet, but she's allowing me to come over in a few hours.
I'm literally shaking in anticipation and can't think of anything else to do right now.
I've been asked what we look like, so here it is.
I'm 5'7" tall brunette, weighing 127 lbs. My breasts are 34C's. I had them enlarged a few years ago (confidence boost!). I have brown eyes, keep myself tanned and while I barely work out anymore, I do look after my body and eat healthy.
My female friend is a few inches taller than me but otherwise mostly the same figure as me, just more toned because she works out a lot, and her tits are natural. Her blonde hair and green eyes are much more interesting than my bland face, but she also wears more makeup than I do.
My boyfriend is well over six feet, muscular and has a nice tanned skin. He goes to the gym a lot but also visits the spa and really takes care of himself. He has very short black hair and grey eyes.
My ex isn't as tall (six feet) and weighed a lot less, but he carries the skinny look well. Like me he has brown hair and eyes and also likes to keep a tan. He has a few tattoos that I won't describe because they're very distinctive.
- So the first night she invited me over. When I got there they were lounging in the couch. She didn't even let him get up to greet me and she kept pulling him back whenever he looked at me.
I watched her give him a blowjob in the living room but she told me I wasn't allowed inside the bedroom, so I sat down against the door and listened to them having sex.
After a good hour of hearing her moan, she opened the door but instead of finally inviting me in, she told me she was tired and wanted me to leave. I tried asking her to let me stay but I literally only managed to say "please" before she closed the door.
I waited outside for a few minutes more but left when they didn't continue.
Her complete control turned me on immensely and I made a mess of myself just listening to them having sex, but I had REALLY hoped for her to include me in some way.
- The second day my friend took my boyfriend out. They were gone the whole day, spending time on the beach, buying new clothes for her, and they had dinner together. I've spent most of the day thinking about how I wanted things to continue and I realized that by giving her control, things might not play out the exact way I want them to. Before she moved in, I talked things over with her and told her I would like it if she filmed it when they were having sex, if she liked. It turns out she doesn't want to that, which I do feel is disappointing and unfair, but isn't such a big deal in the end. I was worried she wasn't going to involve me at all today as well, but it seems she just wanted to make a point on the first day.
They came in smiling, my boyfriend carrying a few bags of clothes and stuff. I walked over to greet them but when we started kissing she told him to put the bags in the bedroom, calling him "honey". With a whole day of sexual overload behind me I asked her if she thought about what I asked before she left (if she'd fuck me when they got back) and I found it hard not to blush. She laughed and said she was "thinking about it".
In hindsight, I regret ASKING her if I could speak to my boyfriend, but she told me I could as long as we talked in the living room so she could watch. It was obvious she wasn't going to let me get intimate with him and going by the way he held his arms, I think she instructed him not to, either. She did let us speak in private and I asked him if he was having a good time. He immediately looked worried but I assured him it was all right. He admitted they had a nice day but he was reluctant to talk about the sex. I told him that whatever happened, if either of use used a safeword ("Apple", it's literally all I could come up with), we'd call it off.
She let us talk for a bit but with her in the same room I didn't feel comfortable talking about other things I thought of today, and since she wasn't going to let us have some private time I walked over to the couch. She beckoned him over and shoved him on the opposite couch of where I was sitting, glanced at me and then started giving him a lapdance. When she started humping him, caressing him and kissing him, I could see he was getting hard real fast. She threw her head back and winked at me before sliding off the couch and unzipping his jeans to free his dick. Like yesterday, she gave him a quick blowjob but was much more messy about it, moaning and slurping for me to hear. I couldn't see any of it from where I was sitting and I wasn't sure she'd be okay if I moved.
The blowjob only last for a few minutes and I could see he was really enjoying it. He always told me he's not a big fan of getting blowjobs but it didn't seem that way at all, here. She got up, grabbed his wrist and pulled him up to follow her. She walked over to me and like she was positioning a mannequin or something, she made my boyfriend stand before me. She ran her hand over my cheek and I let her, and then she grabbed my chin and made me look up at her, holding my gaze as she began stroking my boyfriend's dick. When I tried to look at my boyfriend she made a "tut tut tut" sound and grabbed my chin tighter. I sat there with my arms at my side, fingers playing with the bottom of my dress. As he neared his climax she slowly pulled me closer to his dick, with her index finger beneath my chin, and allowing me to look at him again.
My boyfriend was looking down at me but then she let go of me, grabbed his waist/hip while still jerking him and turned him so he was facing her, then moved her hand behind his head, pulled him in and started kissing him. She stopped jerking him with her other hand, reaching under her dress to pull her panties down. Then she shoved him back onto the couch right next to me and straddled him, one hand going under her dress to guide his dick to her pussy. She slowly lowered down on top of him, both hands now holding and caressing his head. His hands moved to her hips but after a second he moved his left hand towards me, feeling my arm and lowering to grab my hand. I felt a tear well up in my eye, the mixed feelings of what was happening almost overwhelming, but I shuffled around a bit and closed my other hand over his to reassure him.
She made an effort to moan and kiss with as much sound as possible but when she started grinding up and down my boyfriend was getting louder as well. It didn't take long from that point. She broke the kiss and edged forward, pressing his face between her tits and really started moaning loudly, makimg me blush. The fact that she was literally right next to me, riding my boyfriend's dick and making sure to be as loud as possible about it was so hot. When he started cumming she wrapped both arms behind his head, threw her own head back and practically smothered him with her tits. He clenched his hand around mine for the duration and I had to gently rub it to remind him he was queezing pretty hard.
She held his face between her tits for as long as he came until the muffled sounds of my boyfriend's orgasm lowered and he moved his free hand to her shoulder and she let him free to breathe. He looked at me, his face fierce red, and told me "I love you". I didn't care about her at that moment and moved in to kiss him and she finally let us, even though she remained in her position.
After a minute or so, she slowly dismounted him and got up. We both looked at her in anticipation but she only looked at me and asked "so, you want me to fuck you?" I nodded, not even looking at my boyfriend. She smiled broadly and leaned in real close, our lips almost touching. It made me realize just how beautiful she is, so close, her face literally flawless. She flicked her tongue over my lips and then moved back. My heart sunk when she said "tomorrow" and when I tried to object she shushed me repeatedly, pressing her finger over my lips after a few. She said they were going to bed now because my boyfriend has to work early tomorrow, and told me to meet her at nine tomorrow (morning).
She did leave us alone after that for a few minutes and I had a talk with my boyfriend about everything. He's REALLY enjoying the sex with her but he feels strange (he didn't say bad, just "strange") about it all, especially seeing me so docile towards her. I assured him it's what I want but asked him if he could try and convince her to at least record them having sex in the bedroom because that turns me on so much. I didn't want to bother him with things I mentioned in this post, for now, but we just cuddled for a bit before she called him to the bedroom. I drove home and came to the thought of finally getting fucked by her tomorrow.
I'm a bit angry at myself for not begging her to fuck me there and then, but part of me thinks it's a good thing because now I didn't come across as too submissive.
- The next day I was going to meet with her to have her fuck me as I asked. I knew my boyfriend would be at work so it'd be just the two of us. When I got there I entered with my key and found her in the living room (where I watched her fuck my boyfriend last night!). She was wearing the dark red dress my boyfriend loves so much and I couldn't help but admire how good it looked on her. The size difference actually worked in her favor, the dress looking shorter and tighter because of her wider hips and (I always thought we were the same size) somewhat larger tits. It was very hot to see her so confident in my boyfriend's place, wearing my dress and knowing I had almost begged her to allow me to be here. I was just wearing one of my silk dresses (one I love wearing when we go out) and simple but sexy black bra and panties, nothing too fancy but it does show off my body quite well.
She told me to get on my knees and not speak unless she asked me a question and I immediately fucked up by saying "okay". She groaned my name and I just looked down, couldn't say sorry of course. She then asked me why I was there and got a bit annoyed when I told her she invited me. I was starting to feel a bit worried about the way she acted but sitting there on my knees felt good. Of course she knew why I was there, but she made me say it anyway.
I struggled to get the words out of my mouth but I managed to tell her I wanted her to fuck me to complete her dominance over me. She laughed, saying that the fact she I'd only spent about half an hour with them so far, proved more than enough that she was in control, denying me the joy of watching them fuck in the bedroom and not filming any of it. Hoping it's what she wanted to hear, I told her I wasn't entirely honest and that I just wanted her to fuck my ass, making me submit to her regardless of what I allow her to do to my boyfriend. But she reminded me that the offer I made was for her to live with my boyfriend for a week and fucking him any way she likes while I pay for her stay. She said we never agreed on her actually having sex with me and it's true that I never really asked that when she had agreed to it.
You must understand that for the past few days I've been extremely turned on almost constantly and being on my knees in front of her made me so close to one of my desires. The fact that she fucked my boyfriend last night again (after I left) was one of the things that kept me hot, just like how my fetish started back then on her birthday threesome, when she tried excluding me. But I've also wanted her to fuck me, alone or with my boyfriend to watch, and the past few days I've rekindled an anal obsession that my boyfriend could never really satisfy. I told her that desire, and told her how much I needed to be fucked in my ass right now.
She knew I was extremely pent up and maybe she even expected it, but she said she was willing to make me submit to her. I couldn't help but smile and crawled forward but she stopped me, saying that allowing me to worship her required something in return. I gulped, fearing she'd put up terms I wasn't sure I'd be willing to agree to. She walked over to the couch and sat down, beckoning me. As I crawled over to her she told me I had a choice to make. I could submit to her, but then she'd not allow my boyfriend to fuck me at all for the rest of the week. At that point I was so eager for her to fuck me in the ass and make me her bitch that I said yes, nodding wildly like an excited kid (and I pretty much was!).
She motioned for me to come even close but asked me if I was really sure about it. I told her "yes, mistress" hoping she'd be into that and it seems like she approved. She leaned back and kicked off her heels, holding one of her feet up at the height my face was at. I've never really been into feet, but anything that involved demeaning myself to her was a turn-on so I eagerly closed in and ran my cheek against her foot. The feeling of nylon has always been one of my favorites and I LOVE to wear stockings myself, so this position really wasn't so bad for me.
I was made to play with her feet for a while, kissing them and giving her a bit of a foot massage. All the while she kept telling me she had no idea I was this crazy, that I changed so much since a few years ago when we had some "casual lesbian fun". She also made a point to brag about the sex she had with my boyfriend, how he loved it when she sucked him off (I once told her he doesn't enjoy blowjobs) and that it's cute when he tries not to cum so fast. If I weren't so into all of it, I probably would've been filled with raging jealousy, but it just made me extremely hot when she told me these things.
After a while she hooked one of her ankles behind my head to make me come closer and I immediately shuffled forward. She held my head with her hands and guided me under the dress, wasting no time to push me against her thong. I lapped out at it immediately, I've always found it hot to lick a girl's pussy through her panties before really eating her out, and she loved it when I did it the first times we had sex. She made me go at it for a long time, her thong ending up really drenched with my saliva and her juices. I had to fight the urge to put my hand down my own panties which were soaked before I even got there. When she finally got up to remove her panties, she ran her hands through my hair, grabbed my hair tight and pulled me around until I lied on my back on the carpet.
She sat on my face and let the dress fall free so I was covered and I couldn't look up at her. For the most part I wasn't even able to lick at her, she made sure to ride my face like a toy, but I pressed my tongue inside her whenever I could. She giggled when I ran my tongue around her asshole the first time but then allowed me to tongue her ass for a short while before continuing to ride me. I don't think she actually came and she doesn't get as wet as I do, but it was obvious she enjoyed making me lie there, hidden underneath MY dress. I know it's what turned me on immensely, at least, but I couldn't wait for her to fuck me properly.
When she was done with me she shuffled back to sit on my chest/just below my neck, keeping me covered under the dress. The smell of her was extreme like that and even though she stopped riding my face, I kept wiggling around and enjoying her scent. She got up and put her panties back on while I was still lying there, catching my breath. I saw she was really sweaty and it made the dress stick to her body even better, her hair was wet and her face was glistening. It made me smile and feel proud, in a slutty way, that I was responsible for that because she wasn't really admitting my presence.
But then it turned bad real fast. I rolled over and got back into a kneeling position, and she just frowned at me, saying I could leave now. I was shocked and had to take a moment to process it, before telling her we weren't done yet. She didn't take that too kindly and told me she was making the decisions, not me, and that I had licked her good enough to allow me to do it again tomorrow.
If you have any idea how sexually trustrated I was BEFORE I got here, you should have a bit of an idea how addled my mind was. I told her (mistake!) to fuck me but reacted real bossy to that, telling me to get out if I wanted to get another chance at licking her again. I was shaking, and pleaded that I needed it, that I waited for it so long. I even reasoned to her that I had been cooperative so far, but she wasn't having any of it. She told me she didn't want to fuck my pussy or ass, she just felt generous enough to allow me to enjoy licking her pussy. She had to practically pull me up and shove me outside to get rid of me but the look in her eyes was turning pretty bad so I didn't push my luck.
When I got into the car and started driving home, I couldn't put a very specific thought out of my head. Something I'd been thinking of more and more, yesterday as well. It made my head spin, the way I was REALLY considering it, and my heart was beating so hard in my chest. My hands were shaking and if I were walking I'd probably have stumbled. Even with my mind telling me not to, I grabbed my phone and sent one, short text.
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Lynne
