9 comments/ 174250 views/ 79 favorites How We Became An "Owned Couple" Ch. 01-03 By: watchdwag Chapter 1 Last week my wife Laura and I celebrated our anniversary. Not the anniversary of our marriage but the anniversary when I gave over the rights to both of our bodies to an older couple we met online. Just over a year ago we began a search looking for something that was missing in our life. Laura and I have been together since college, discovering then that we were both submissive. My name is Gary and at 28, I am two years older than my wife Laura, a gorgeous brunette. Only 5'2" and 120 lbs, she had a 34B-26-36 body and perhaps her best feature was her stunning ass. I mention had because a few months ago Carl paid for her to have breast augmentation. She now fills a 36D cup that neither Carl nor Wanda grows tired of playing with. As I mentioned, we just celebrated the anniversary when we both agreed to be the sexual servants of a couple we met on a swinger's internet site. Carl and Wanda were everything we were looking for in a master and mistress and we have grown in our total servitude to our owners. Carl who is 43 understood our needs and helped us explore a side of both of us which had been missing for along time. He and Wanda, both very dominant, had been searching for a couple to train as their submissive sex slaves. To our family, neighbors, and long time friends, Laura and I seem to be the committed married couple they have always known, however, to a close circle of friends we have met at swinger parties and others Carl introduced us to, we are their complete slaves to do their bidding. Tonight, Carl and Wanda have taken Laura to a swinger's party where she will be passed around from couple to couple. Laura is bisexual and enjoys having sex with women as well as men. Before the evening is through, she will likely be fucked by half a dozen men and perhaps go down on as many women. My wife is now totally insatiable and never tires of being fucked in the pussy and ass while eating a hot juicy snatch. Often I wait up for her and enjoy cleaning up the hot loads deposited earlier in the night as she recounts how she was used over and over. All the while Carl captures it on disc to show us when we go over to their house on the weekend. Before leaving tonight, he asked that I write about how Laura and I came to be their devoted slaves and what led us both to the lives we lead today. It began in college when we were both attending North Carolina State. I met Laura off campus at a pizza place when she and her friends were grabbing a bite and we started dating her freshman year. She was attending State on a tennis scholarship and I was immediately drawn to her toned and tanned frame. While I was instantly smitten, it was her smile that I locked in on. I introduced myself but it was a few days before I actually got up the nerve to call her. One of her friends had slipped me her number, noticing the intense attraction between us both. Soon we were pretty exclusive, and while I didn't know it was love, I knew she was something special. As crazy as it sounds given how sexual we are today, we took it slow in the lovemaking department. We were both a tad shy at first and it was several months before we moved from kissing on my couch to having her jack me off. I was later to find out that she had only had sex with one other guy in high school. I was no Casanova myself. The few times I had actually fucked a girl, it was usually them taking the initiative and undressing me. Regardless, we soon began to explore ach other's body and she was always willing to experiment. We had been dating just over a year when something happened that would change our lives. In my sophomore year, I had moved in with a fraternity brother in an apartment. While the housing was still on campus, they were not like the dorms and offered a little more space and privacy. When my roommate graduated, I intended on replacing him with one of my fraternity brothers but at the last minute he backed out when he didn't make the grades and didn't come back to school. It was the beginning of my senior semester when a woman who resembled the actress Ashley Judd, moved in across the hall. I had just pulled up when I saw her unloading things out of her car. I had no idea she was headed across the hall from me when I offered to help her with her things. She was in a word "stunning." She thanked me as we made a couple of trips back and forth. I couldn't believe my luck having such an attractive and sexy woman next door. She introduced herself as Connie and over a cola informed me that she had done an undergraduate at Georgia Tech, married, divorced, before deciding on going back for her masters. The whole time we talked I couldn't help but notice her hard nipples pointing through the yellow tank top she was wearing. Her sandy blonde hair fell just below her shoulders as little beads of sweat trickled down her neck to the damp fabric of her top. She was wearing a tight pair of black shorts which showed off the very firm legs which she pulled up on the couch as we talked. She had slipped off her flip flops, and while I've never considered myself to have a foot fetish, I did notice her pretty feet with the soft pink polish decorating her toes. Over the next few months, Connie and I exchanged pleasantries in the hall and occasionally borrowed things from each other when we cooked or entertained. I had long abandoned the idea of a roommate and on several occasions, Connie met us either coming or going as Laura made her way to my apartment. If there was embarrassment on the part of Laura, caught as she left my apartment in the early hours by Connie, she never let on. It was during the Christmas break that Laura went home to Greenville leaving me at the apartment. My folks were from Raleigh so I just stayed on campus. I had a part time job and was making spending money but more than anything I enjoyed the privacy of having everyone gone or so I thought. I was startled one night when I heard a door open and footsteps in the hallway. Curious, I opened the door to find Connie had stayed as well. She informed me that her father was deceased and her mother was traveling. While she had a brother, she figured she'd stay put and get with them all in the spring. The first few nights were uneventful but on Friday after a long day putting in extra hours at the store, I decided to see if Connie might want to unwind with me. She came to the door wearing a robe and it was all I could do to stammer out my invitation. She indicated she would be delighted to join me once she had slipped something on. Even though I had not cheated on Laura since we started dating, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't thinking how I wished she wouldn't slip anything on! Visions of her in that skimpy robe, slipping it off her bare shoulders filled my head. I made a vodka tonic and waited until I heard a knock at the door. I called for her to come on in and she walked through looking absolutely ravishing. Connie was 29 at the time and was perhaps one of the sexiest women I had ever met. I often wondered what kind of guy would marry and then divorce her. But then again I had never asked and it well could have been she that divorced him. She walked over barefooted with a button shirt tied up in a bunch at the waist with a pair of cutoffs. Her hair was still damp from a recent shower and while she wasn't wearing makeup, she was still a knock out. I turned on the television and made us both drinks. I hadn't planned on company and had not stocked up with any food, so I cut up a few vegetables that we munched on with some ranch dip. The drinks went down fast as she quizzed me on Laura, how we met, my job and the like. Eventually I headed to the bathroom and when I returned, I was horrified that she had begun looking at a stack of erotic DVD's I had borrowed from a friend. Connie had one in her hand looking at the back cover. Even now I recall it was an amateur video from the Ed Powers collection called Dirty Debutantes that featured young coeds making their first sex video. I was almost frozen in place as Connie looked through the videos, replacing them on the shelf focusing on one that featured anal sex. My heart was racing as I wondered what she was thinking. Seeing me reenter the room, she put me quickly at ease, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go through your stuff. I was seeing if there was a movie we might watch when I found your little collection," she smiled. "They belong to a friend. He thought they'd keep me company over the break," I replied sheepishly. "Oh," she gathered, "You have a favorite?" My mind was racing as I thought about what she was saying. She didn't appear to be the least bit offended. In fact, I got the impression she was interested. If I hadn't had a few drinks I would have likely dismissed the idea but the next voice I heard was mine asking if she'd like to watch one? My face felt flush when she said, "Sure" with a smile and handed over the one featuring anal sex. Before putting it in the machine, I fixed us both another strong drink thinking where the evening was likely to head. As the video started, we both retreated to my sofa. I kicked off my shoes as well and we both hiked our feet up on the table as the movie featured a young college coed sucking on a hard cock, before she began fucking the guy. True to the title, he squirted lube on his member and moved it slowly to her puckered asshole before easing the head in. It wasn't long before my own cock was straining in the khakis I had worn that day. A couple of times I thought I saw Connie look down at the tent that was forming in my pants. I was just before making my move, perhaps touching her bare leg, when her voice broke the silence, "Look's like someone is enjoying the show." Connie turned and faced me, "Tell me Gary, do you and Laura enjoy a little anal action?" I thought about my response wondering did I lie and tell her yea we did it often or the truth, which was neither of us had ever tried it. "Well, it's never come up really..." I thought about my choice of words, embarrassed at "come up!!!" "I mean we've just never done that. Laura has a nice ass and everything and I think I'd like to...I mean I know I would. We just haven't done it," I rambled as she smiled at my discomfort. "You have a nice ass yourself," Connie remarked. "That was one of the first things I noticed about you," she went on. Connie studied my face, "Does it surprise you a woman commenting on your ass?" she laughed. "Yea, I guess. I mean I never thought about myself that way," I answered back. "I'd love to see it," she said back softly as her right hand moved slowly and came to rest on my crotch. I thought I'd cum in my pants when her hand moved just slightly as she rubbed the crown of my cock head through my pants and shorts. There was just a momentary thought about Laura, just an instant of guilt, quickly dashed as her hand squeezed my cock. I stood up and dropped my pants in a pile at my ankles. "Slow, go slow love. Take everything off but do it slowly," she urged as she settled into the couch, appraising my body with her eyes. I slipped the polo shirt off and then as she asked, slowly, tugged down my briefs with my thumbs before stepping out of them. My cock was rock hard almost touching my stomach as it stood straight in the air. "Do you have any lube?" she inquired. "Lube," I questioned back. While Laura and I would come to purchase the magical ointment by the box load later, at the time we simply made do with the saliva and natural lubrication from our bodies. "Vaseline then... anything like that?" she countered. "Yea," I shot back realizing I was likely going to get my first piece of ass. I almost tripped on myself getting back into the room. "Lay across my lap," she encouraged. I wasn't real sure what she was up to but at the moment I didn't want to do anything that interrupted where this was headed. I lay across her lap as I could feel my cock rubbing the denim of her cutoffs. Her soft warm hand rubbed my ass cheeks, wandering, tickling, before she smacked a cheek forcefully. "Agghhh, " I yelled as the tingling spread across my ass. "Ooom, I love a man's ass," she cooed, as she again began rubbing my cheeks, her fingers tracing my thighs until she smacked me again. I could feel my cock dig into her crotch, covered by her cutoffs. I had never been spanked or at least not since I was a boy when mom or dad would take a belt to my backside. But that was never intended to be pleasurable and while the pain was evident, I didn't try to stop her as she rubbed and smacked, my cheeks beginning to burn. After a few more smacks across my bare ass, I heard her uncap the jar of lube and felt her pry apart my ass as she rubbed a dollop of lube across my puckered asshole. I suppose I knew now what she had in mind as her slick finger invaded my anal cavity for the first time. My ass has seen lots of vibrators, dildos and dicks since, but I will never forget the first time Connie explored my backside as she eased her finger and then several fingers in. It was very uncomfortable at first and I started to tell her to take it out but each time she felt me tense up, she seemed to retreat slightly. Soon I felt myself pushing back at her hand. "That's right baby, you're getting the hang of it. You're starting to like what I'm doing to you aren't cha' sweetness?" she teased me. I merely moaned as she kept probing, pushing deeper and deeper, two, three, four fingers as she sunk her hand in. Meanwhile, I was moving my ass up and down to meet her thrust. My backside felt like it was on fire. "You like me fucking you don't cha' baby? Damn, I didn't know you'd be this easy but you want me to take that ass don't you? Give it to me. Fuck me back with your ass," she chanted as I actually rose up on my hands and knees as she sawed her hand into my virgin asshole. I looked down to see her cutoffs wet but it was from a pool of my semen which seemed to be leaking from my engorged cock. A thin stream of cum hung from my dick as it dropped off landing on her shorts as she continued to fuck me. She was fucking me with her left hand when she reached under me and squeezed my nipple with her right hand. That was all it took as I launched stream after stream of hot cum which splattered on the couch, across the cushion and onto the bare wooden floor. "That's it! Cum! Shoot that load bitch," she urged as I lurched back and forth before collapsing on her lap, exhausted. Connie removed her hand with a slight suction sound as she rubbed my bottom again with her right hand. Smacking my ass playfully, she teased, "Let me up. Let me get cleaned up," she said as I pulled up and let her slide out from under me. I heard the water running in the bathroom and then what sounded like her peeing before she ran the water again and walked back in the room. I hadn't moved an inch, now lying across the cushions, wet in my own semen. There was a sadistic smile on her face as she took in my naked form spent, lying across my couch. "You want to head back to my room?," I managed to get out, assuming this was the foreplay for the evening. "No love," she smirked. "We need to get something straight. I'm not your girlfriend...not your lover. I have a bit of a kinky side. I guess you see that. But I'm not looking for a boyfriend. On the other hand, I love getting a little ass myself now and then. Especially a virgin ass like yours." Connie seemed to be appraising me as her words registered her intent. "We've got a few weeks before school starts back. Could be a lot of fun. But it's on my terms. You think about it. I'm out of town tomorrow but if you want to play, and I mean really play, you come over Sunday night," she said as she started to move toward my door. I sat up watching her walk away. "I have a real kinky side and will take you places you've never been. But refuse me one thing I ask...just one time and it's over. You understand," she questioned. I sat motionless. I couldn't believe what she was saying. "I asked you a fucking question! Do you understand?" she shot back. It was almost as if it were somebody else as my head moved up and down. "Good. It's just us here so come over at seven. When I open the door I want to find you naked. Go out and buy you a fleet enema. Clean yourself out real good. Then lube yourself up with that Vaseline. I want you clean and ready... and no beating off between now and then. I'll know if you've been playing with yourself and if I find you have I'll whip your ass good. You understand?" she scolded. I nodded again, "I didn't hear you! I asked you a fucking question. Answer me, you understand?" she shot at me. "Yes mam," I replied back meekly, "I understand." Her look said it all as she smiled and turned. She left my door standing open as I heard hers open and close. I got up off the couch. My limp member, still dripping a stream of cum to the floor as I walked over shutting my door. The video was still playing on the television, a different girl but the same result as I watched a guy ramming his cock into her asshole. I thought about what had just transpired. My next door neighbor, a woman, had just fucked my ass with her hand. What's more, I had loved it! I couldn't recall cumming as much as I had as she rammed her fingers up my tight ass. I thought about Laura. There was a guilty feeling that swept across my body. I had never cheated on her but I had to admit to feelings I had never felt before with Connie. Her spanking me, fucking me, using me like that. Then it occurred to me, I hadn't even seen her naked. I was totally nude lying across her lap. My cock was getting hard at the thought of what we had just done. I wanted to jack off but remembered what she said. "No beating off....she would know." She had called me a bitch. That was weird but then again it was all pretty weird. But I knew I enjoyed it. And I knew I'd be there Sunday evening just as she had said. I had never given myself an enema before but I was pretty sure what she had in mind and I knew I wanted it. I wanted her to take me places I had never been. Chapter 2 My stomach was in knots most of Saturday and then Sunday waiting on the evening. There were times I felt waves of remorse for cheating on Laura. Although technically up to this point Connie and I hadn't really had sex. She had just asked me to strip and play with my ass. While I was sure more ass play was involved in our next meeting, I assumed we'd actually have sex. Connie was a gorgeous woman and while I had regrets about what I had done, they were quickly put to rest at the thoughts of going down on her. Having her suck my cock and perhaps the two of us fucking long into the night. I heard Connie at her door in the hallway, the click of the keys and then the creaking of her door. I looked at my clock. It was three thirty and she had mentioned to be over at seven. I wasn't familiar with a fleet enema but realized it would be a several hour ordeal and I needed to start early to be ready by the evening. I had never done one before but did exactly as she had said. Then a quick shower and a dash of cologne before I toweled off. Connie had been crystal clear about coming over nude. The apartments were empty with all the students on break but it still felt weird as I opened my door and peered both up and down the hall. I left my apartment door unlocked just in case and stepped gingerly over to Connie's front door. The oak floor felt cold on my bare feet. I felt weird as I stood in front of her door naked and knocked softly. I actually had to knock again before I heard a movement behind the door. Connie had a peephole in the door and I was sure I saw a shadow across it as the door opened slowly. Connie stood in the doorway, dressed in a bright red top, blue jeans and barefoot as she looked me up and down. How We Became An "Owned Couple" Ch. 01-03 "I can't recall getting a delivery like this before," she smirked gazing at my nude frame. I was more than embarrassed. "Come on in," she continued as she moved aside and I hurriedly entered from the drafty hallway. "I bought us a bottle of wine. Pour us a glass. I'm just finishing up a phone call," she instructed as she headed back into her bedroom. I could hear low whispers but nothing I could make out at I opened the merlot and did as she instructed. I felt funny walking around her apartment nude. After a while though, I got over it, relaxing, looking at her music CD's as some soft music played in the background. It was a female singer but nothing I'd really heard before as I glanced around before Connie reentered the room. "I hoped you wouldn't back out," she smiled as she lifted a glass from the table where I had set it down. She still continued to appraise my body, seeming to study my cock which hung half erect already just at the thought of having sex with this beautiful older woman. "So, did you do what I ask? Did you pick up the fleet and get cleaned up?" she inquired. "Yea, I did that," I responded, a lump hung in my throat as I took a sip. "Good, very good," she responded as she took up a seat beside me on her couch. "Why don't you lay across my lap again like you did Friday night?" It was much more of a directive than a question. I didn't hesitate as I set my glass down and slid across her lap. Once again, she was dressed as I lay my nude frame across her lap, setting my face down on the couch, staring at the wall as I began to again feel her hands trace the contours of my ass. I felt her pull my cheeks apart, no doubt surveying that I had inserted the lube just like she asked. I was ready if she wanted to again explore my backside. "So did you enjoy the other night?" Connie purred. "You must have. You really came in buckets. Did you like me playing with your ass?" she pressed. "Yea, I mean it was different and everything but I liked it," I confessed. "Good. That makes me happy. I love fucking men's asses and you have a nice one. That's the first thing I noticed about you, your tush. You have a nice firm ass," she complimented me as she squeezed it with one hand taking a sip of her wine with the other. Her left hand reached under me and between her lap pulling my cock back between my legs as she rubbed her finger down the shaft, tickling my balls and rubbing her fingers through the crack of my ass. I simply lay there allowing her to have access as I actually spread my legs a little. I wanted her to play with me. I wanted her to fuck me again the way she had the other night. She had taken me in a way no other woman had ever done. No woman had ever messed with my ass and Connie did so with complete authority. She rested her glass on the table and then from behind a pillow on the couch pulled out a strapon. The cock, larger than mine, was positioned in a black harness. "You know what this is don't you sweetie," she teased. "Yea," I half groaned. "And you know what I'm going to do with it," she kept on "You're going to fuck me," I said back softly. "That's right; I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to fuck your ass. That's why you came over tonight. That's what you want me to do isn't it love," she taunted. When I didn't really answer, she pressed, "You want me to fuck you, to use you, you want me to fuck that little bitch ass of yours. You need a good fucking don't you," she almost snarled. I could tell she was getting into it and I was to. "Yes mam, I want you to fuck me. I want to feel your hard cock in my ass," I countered actually raising my ass up in the air a little off her lap. I was a little shocked when she slid out from under me and then stepped into the harness jeans and all. I fully expected her to slip off her clothes but she simply pulled the harness into place and tightened the strap. As disappointed I was not to see her naked flesh, I was also resigned, maybe eager for her to do whatever she wanted. "Get up. I want you to rest your head up here and your knees on the couch," she directed as she turned me facing the back of the couch. I had both arms resting on the top of the couch, legs spread as I felt her fingers exploring my slick opening. I had made sure to insert Vaseline inside my cavity as well as coat the outside in anticipation of this anal assault as she explored by butt with two fingers and then three. Finally, when she was convinced I was relaxed and ready, I felt her replace her fingers with the head of the rubber cock. The crown felt huge at first but entered easily as I felt the rubber shaft slide into my tight ass chute. She took it slowly as she eased in finally coming to rest squarely against my cheeks. I felt the coolness of the leather harness along with the soft denim of her jeans on my thighs. Little by little she moved back and forth, getting in a rhythm which I eventually matched. In all of the times I had fucked Laura doggie style, it never occurred to me that one day someone would be fucking me that way. I groaned softly as her hard cock moved in and out of my ass, her hands resting on my shoulders pulling me into her. "You like that cock in your ass don't you Gary. You like being my little bitch. Taking my hard cock in that little boy pussy. Fuck me. Fuck that cock Gary. Take it all," she chanted as she began to move faster and harder. I had never had a girl talk that way to me. The more vocal and dirtier she talked the more excited I became. I saw our reflection in a picture frame on an end table. She was standing behind me as I slammed my ass back into her. It was quite a contrast her with a black harness fastened over her faded blue jeans, still dressed in her top as she fucked me from behind. Occasionally she'd pull her foot up on the couch and rest it on the cushion as she would slow her thrust to a grind, fucking my hot hole for everything it was worth. "Take that cock bitch! You like me filling that hot ass don't you whore?" she chanted. Up until that point I had been somewhat silent, just the occasional groan and moan but her chants, calling me a bitch and whore, treating me like some common slut had me really worked up. "Yes, give it to me. Fuck me. I want you to use me. Fuck my ass. Give me all your cock. I want to be your little bitch...your whore. That's what I am. Take my ass," I groaned back. In the reflection from the picture frame, I saw the wide grin across her face. She knew she had me totally. Not that I'd put up much of a fight but at that point I would have done anything she wanted. I wanted her to have me. I was completely resigned to her. It was at that moment I knew for the first time I loved this feeling. The feeling of being owned, to surrender yourself completely to someone else - to be dominated body and soul! "That's right sweetie. I'm going to take care of you," she cooed. "And you're going to take care of me. Just give in to me. Things are going to be different now. You know that don't you love? From now on, you'll do whatever I ask. You know that. That's what you want," she continued. I just kept moving my ass back and forth against her hard shaft as she grabbed a handful of my hair and roughly snapped my head back. "Your ass....your whole body is mine to do with as I please. I'll use you for my pleasure and you won't refuse me. You can't refuse me. You don't want to refuse me...do you bitch?" she barked as she pulled tightly on my hair, my head pulled back as I saw her towering over me from behind. "No, I want to belong to you," I answered back. In that moment I didn't think once about Laura. All I could think about was my new mistress. Doing whatever she wanted. I had never felt anything like this before. It wasn't love. It wasn't even passion. It was something much different and I knew my life had changed. "Show me you belong to me. Jerk that dick of yours. Cum for me! Wait," she commanded. "Don't let your ass slip off my cock," she warned as she moved us to where she slid down on the couch and I sat on her rubber cock. I leaned back into her. My ass swallowing the hard cock buried in my ass as I pulled freely at my dick. It was already wet with precum which coated the shaft and it didn't take more than a few tugs before my cock exploded across my chest and stomach. I felt exhausted as I sunk back into her chest. Her fingers found pools of semen on my chest and she coated it on her fingers as she brought them to my nipples and traced patterns around them. Coating my hard nubs as she pinched them between her thumb and finger. After she had coated both nipples with my cum, she scooped up another load and I watched as she raised it up my body. At first I thought she would bring another coating to my nipple but as she kept her upwards motion, her finger settled softly on my lips. I had them clenched, denying the finger as the cum slipped off coating my lips. "Open... open your fucking mouth," Connie commanded. I didn't want to. I knew what she intended to do but I also couldn't deny her as my lips parted and she slipped the fingers in. I tasted my salty cum for the first time as her slick fingers pulled at my mouth. It was a taste I have never forgotten and one in which I have tasted many, many times now. Both my own cum and the countless guys whose loads I sucked from my wife or mistress's pussies and sometimes directly from their cocks. Connie proved to be as kinky as she claimed as we spent the remaining days of that Christmas break with her using me as her personal plaything. She kept me nude most of the time, jacking off for her constantly when she wasn't spanking my bare ass. Often she used vibrators, dildos and her strapon on me. Yet in those two weeks she never stripped down to more than her bra and panties or perhaps braless under a skimpy top. She gave me an enema bag and told me to always be clean and ready for her. She also presented me with an anal plug that she used to stretch my hole. I was to keep the plug in when I relaxed in my apartment. Over the next few months, she would switch out the plugs, each time getting just a little bigger so I could accommodate her large dildos and cocks. I hungered for a taste of her delicious pussy but that command never came nor did I get a chance to make love to her. She made it crystal clear I was not her lover or partner. I was simply there for her to use for her own sexual entertainment. A couple of times during that break, she had me call Laura, checking on her, telling her how much I missed her. All the while Connie was fucking my ass with a dildo, just on the verge of orgasm, as I tried to carry on a conversation. Even when school was back in session, I would often go over to Connie's after seeing Laura or perhaps during the day between classes, doing her bidding. It was all I could do to keep up the frantic pace of having a relationship with my girlfriend while giving into Connie's kinky sexual demands. At first it was unnerving as Connie began to come over while Laura was at my apartment. Connie would send me off on errands into the kitchen and a few times out to the store for odds and ends. All the while I wondered if Connie would tell my girlfriend what we had been up to. There always seemed to be just a slight bit of tension when I returned, an odd feeling, and I wondered what they had discussed. I wondered if my girlfriend knew I had become Connie's sexual play thing or as Connie called me her bitch. But instead of being suspicious, those sessions with Connie seemed to get her worked up. I wasn't sure exactly what they discussed but I was sure it left Laura aroused and ready for action. One afternoon when Laura was traveling with a tennis match at another school, Connie and I watched one of my adult CD's. It was a first time lesbian CD and Connie really enjoyed watching me squirm as she instructed that I fuck myself in the ass with a dildo while watching the two young girls go down on each other. "It really turns you on watching two chicks get it on doesn't it sweets?" she asked. "Yea, it's hot," I admitted as I coated my cock with some of the lube she had purchased for me. She loved seeing me jack off. "So has Laura ever been with another girl?" she asked. "No," I responded back not really giving much thought to it. "No...that you're aware of..." she smiled. "No, I'd be aware of it. I was only the second guy she's been with," I answered back. A few minutes went by as we continued to watch the girl-girl action. "I bet you'd like to see that though," Connie interrupting our silence, half turning watching my reaction without ever lifting her eyes directly from the screen. "I bet it would really turn you on to see your girlfriend's face smothered between some chick's legs. Sucking her nipples. Maybe getting fucked like that one there," she went on directing my gaze to the video playing of an older dyke fucking a young blonde. The blonde had her legs high in the air as the older dyke fucked her with a strapon. Her own tits bouncing up and down as she brought a breast to her mouth and sucked on the nipple. I didn't say anything but now the thoughts ran through my head. I did begin to think of Laura, her lying there, getting pounded with a cock. I had never thought about it before but now the visions flooded my head as I pulled at my slick cock. My own hand wrapped tightly around my hard shaft. "That's what you want isn't it baby? You want to see Laura getting fucked by another woman. You want to see your girlfriend eating pussy, her first pussy. You want that don't you? You want to see her taken by a lesbian. You'd like that wouldn't you? Tell me..." I felt the load, the impending orgasm as she persisted, teasing me, over and over she went, until I heard myself groan back, "Yes, fuck yes." It was all I could get out before I felt the familiar stream of cum splattering against my chest, dripping across my fingers as I pumped my dick for all I was worth. When I opened my eyes, I looked over to see Connie smiling as she went into the bathroom and brought back a wet wash cloth to clean me up. Minutes later I was in my own bed thinking of what had just transpired. What I had admitted. Did I really want to see my girlfriend with another woman? Those thoughts would fill my dreams that evening. Laura would not be back for several days finishing up a tournament but already the plan had been made and I would play a big part. Chapter 3 It was a few days later when Connie had me in her bed. She was fucking me as usual with her strapon as she held my legs apart, encouraging me to keep my feet high in the air. She was wearing a see thru black negligee and for the first time ever I could actually make out her beautiful breasts capped by two dark little nipples. She had on a matching see through thong bottom. I could see the little patch of pubic hair just above her pussy. It was the first time I had such an unobstructed view of her beautiful body. While she rarely touched my cock herself, today she was actually stroking it as I lay before her. I could not be happier as her cock slid in easily now after a few months of her fucking me on an almost daily basis. I was happy being Connie's slut, her whore and she fucked me like one. I was snapped back into reality with the sound of another female voice, "Boy that looks like fun. I hope you don't mind company." My blood surged as I realized a stranger had entered the bedroom. Here I was with my legs high in the air as a woman pounded my ass with a cock. I thought I would die from embarrassment but Connie never missed a beat as she continued her thrust. "I thought you said you wouldn't get in till tonight," Connie shot back. This stranger, surveying the scene in front of her, moved toward us. She bent down and Connie met her with a soft wet kiss. I saw the other woman's tongue sneak into Connie's mouth, and slide across her lips. This woman was beautiful. Unlike Connie's blonde tresses, this lady who also appeared to be in her mid to late twenties had black hair falling down her back. She slipped off her sandals and moved behind Connie, letting her hands cup my mistress's breasts as she moved her lips to Connie's neck. Connie moved her head to the side allowing those lips to travel up and down the nape of her neck planting soft wet kisses. "I'm Sandra by the way," the woman said looking down at me with her piercing dark eyes before going back to feast on Connie's neck. My mistress's thrust into my ass had slowed as she allowed Sandra to tease and play with her nipples through her sheer top. In the more than three months since we had started our relationship, not once had Connie really shown any real passion, any sign of personal pleasure. Now here she was with another woman, giving into her partner. Seconds later Sandra unsnapped the clasp and Connie's top fell to my stomach as I gazed at her beautiful firm naked breasts for the first time. Sandra rubbed, pulled, and teased Connie's nipples which hardened under her touch. "Have you told him yet," Sandra asked softly as her lips nibbled at the delicate flesh of Connie's neck. "No, but I think he knows now," Connie moaned. "No, not about us...about the girl. You talked about the girl?" she pressed. Sandra pulled at Connie's nipples causing my mistress to groan. "No, but he'll do it. He'll do anything we ask him to do," Connie assured her. "Finish up," Sandra said as she slipped off the bed but not before kissing Connie again. A wet, hot passionate kiss that saw a small amount of saliva trail from Sandra's mouth as they parted. "I'm going to shower and then I want you to eat my pussy before I fuck that hot twat of yours," Sandra informed her as she turned to the hall door. "Oh, and nice to meet you. We're gonna have fun this weekend," she said looking at me before walking away. I wasn't sure what all she meant by that but I didn't give it too much thought. Particularly as Connie jacked my cock up and down with her small hand. Her glorious breasts unveiled to me for the first time. It didn't register on me at the moment what girl they meant. It wasn't until I lay before her. My load splashed across my stomach with Connie's rubber cock still buried up my ass. The ass she owned ... that I realized just what she and Sandra had planned. That said, I was way beyond the point of denying her. It was only a matter of time before I took that next step in my life. In a matter of hours I would help two lesbians seduce my girlfriend. It was a road, once traveled, we would never turn back.