Two Girls
This is a true story I have written about a real event that happened when I introduced two women to each other. The names and certain details have been changed to protect the identities. I hope you enjoy it..
She was nervous. Sitting on the sofa in only her panties and a tiny white top, this was different from anything she had tried before and she was excited and apprehensive at the same time...
Marissa is in her early thirties, a professional intelligent woman running her own high pressure business, she had been coming to me for several months. I adore providing women with a safe and nurturing place to explore fantasies of submission and control. I have always enjoyed taking control in erotic situations, and after a female friend had an abusive experience with a man calling himself Dominant – I decided to start doing what I love.
Marissa comes to me to spend time as a ‘slavegirl’. Naked and collared, she loves being submissive for a while. Most of all to be spanked, and I spank her regularly across my lap. Beginning gently and alternating spanking with stroking and exploring her wetness, talking and reassuring, sometimes building to the harder strokes she craves to take and that leave her sobbing in release. She loves being caged sometimes too, and then pulled out at intervals to be dealt with before being put back again. Sometimes it’s just about her being a good girl. But not tonight.
The doorbell rang and I sent her to answer it. Clare was on time as arranged and followed Marissa back into the room, looking flushed as she took in the swing of Marissa’s hips and the delicious curves of her figure. Although Clare is seven years younger I had known her for a while, and she had lived with a girlfriend until recently. Blonde and slim, she had told me she would get a buzz from being a first experience for another woman.
With them both sat on the sofa, we chatted and drank some wine. Marissa was excitable by now, and as she talked I saw Clare stealing glances at her small firm breasts as they moved against her thin top. After a while it was time to ask them if they wanted to try something together, and nervously each hoping the other was interested they both said yes. So making her stand, I led Marissa up into the bedroom and undressed her. I tied her hands to the corners of the bed and then blindfolded her, and by this time she was gently moaning in arousal, as one of those women who makes almost continual delicious noise during sex.
Bringing Clare into the bedroom her eyes were wide as she saw the exposed and vulnerable female body at our mercy, and heard the aching groans of anticipation as Marissa squirmed against the ropes. Clare undressed and I admired her smooth shaved pussy and long hair cascading across bare shoulders. Pulling her onto the bed we began caressing Marissa’s breasts, teasing her nipples with finger tips and tongues and Clare running her long soft hair across them, and then across her tummy to the delicate swollen femininity between her thighs, sending quivers of excitement through Marissa who pushed her breasts up towards us in acceptance and writhed under the exquisite touch. As Clare slid up to kiss her neck, I held Marissa’s hair and pulled back her head to expose her throat and mouth, and pushing two fingers into her dripping pussy I started to work her G-spot. She gasped in the sweet shock of being entered, and at that moment Clare kissed her passionately, taking her and forcing the ecstasy of her surrender.
Moving her down between Marissa’s legs, I watched her mouth explore the helpless stickiness of that beautiful pussy, her tongue running between the lips, flicking over the stiff little clitoris and working deep into the soaking pinkness. Marissa was close now to coming all over Clare’s eager mouth, moaning and bucking she begged for permission, and when I told her to come like a slut she took only a few more seconds before I saw the tightness across her belly as a shock wave of pleasure surged through and convulsed her body, and she arched into the scream of her orgasm. The release left her shaking and crying, and we held her until she was ready again - ready for Clare to ease over her face as I instructed her to lick and taste her first woman, while I began to play with her soft soaking pussy…
It was the first of several orgasms during that long, passionate night. Later Marissa told me how easy it was for her, because she just did what she was told and felt no pressure to perform – she was just able to abandon herself and luxuriate in her first gorgeous sexual experience with another woman. It wasn’t long before we all met again!
Story by Greg
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