1 comments/ 16423 views/ 0 favorites My First Dom By: huntershesse After months of watching all of the fun you are having with your domme, I decide it is time for me to join the fun. I read the websites, go to the lectures, attend several parties and learn the rules and keys to being a strong, hard domme for you. Slowly you notice the change in our sexual relationship as I stop asking so much and telling you what to do instead. At first it's a bit unusual, but before long you are thrilled to become my slave as well as my LOML. At first it is just simple extra tasks in the bedroom or maybe a little rougher treatment during blow jobs or while I am fucking you. Before long it evades how you behave in public and who you do what with. The entire box of possibilities is opened. Over the next several months you have picked up women in bars that you have been ordered to hit on. You have sucked strange cocks while I watched and directed your actions. You have been violated by groups at parties, in public and in private. The only thing I haven't had you do yet is to do something nasty, really nasty, without me around. That is about to change. As you leave the shower after fucking your ass and pussy hard on my demand you find me sitting on the counter with a note in hand. "Will you do anything I say?" You realize we are in the role of sex play, "Yes master." "Anything?" I say with a questioning glance. "Yes, master." "Then I want you do everything on this list today." I hand you a closed sheet of paper. "Will you." "Yes master" you say without even looking at the sheet. "Good then I want you to write me a story tonight about you doing all that is on that list, and you better do it all with passion." "I will master." As I leave for the day you open the note and read its contents. Simultaneously, your heart leaps in your chest, your mouth goes dry, your eyes open wide, and your pussy becomes instantly drenched. Today you will prove what a slut you are for your master. When I come home that night I find this note sitting on the kitchen table from you Its noon and I am standing out front of the strip club. I am very nervous, but at the same time thrilled to be serving you so well. As I enter I see there are several businessmen there on their lunch break and three or four girls dancing on stage and around the room. All eyes are on me as I walk in alone. One particular stripper, a red head, spots me from across the room and gives me a deep stare. I slowly walk pass everyone in the room and look directly into their eyes as I have been instructed. I can feel the heat. Finding a place on a couch the red head joins me immediately. We make some ideal small talk, but we quickly know what we are about. A song comes on, some metal tune and she starts to dance for me. Her body is delicious and her skin smooth. As she moves for me and removes her top I slide my skirt up so that she can see I have no panties on. She dances between my legs and presses her thigh to my wet lips and starts to grind and slide up and down. Before long I came hard for the first time. I came so many times today, I am not sure how many times. Anyway, the next song came on, I think it was Linkoln Park, and she started dancing closer pressing her tits to my face. With one hand I reached for my sopping hole. With the other, I stealthy slid a finger inside her panties directly into her and began to fuck her in rhythm with the song. She was whispering in my ear how hot she was hot much she was into me. She came over and over again riding my finger. Finally, the song ended. She apologized for having to go back to work, but promised to give me her number. It was now time for me to do your second request. As the strippers danced on stage, I spread my legs just wide enough that anyone in the room could see I had no panties. As I watched the stippers, most if not all of the businessmen had their eyes on me. Nervously, I began to stroke and pet my silk knowing full well they were watching. As you expected, before to long a large group of them came over to my table and asked to sit down and I invited them to do so. We made some ideal chat as we watched the dancers. Before long two guys had their hands on my thighs testing the waters. I did not push them away, but instead reached my hand into their laps and rubbed their cocks in their pants. Another of them, probably bolder than the rest, got up and stood in front of me and exposed his rod. Oh, he had a beautiful long cock! I instantly took it in my mouth and began to suck it. A bouncer walked over and interrupted us. I thought he was going to stop us, but believe it or not he said it was okay so long as we realized that we couldn't do this in the evening hours because of the larger crowds, and then he walked away. That was a surprise. That was like a green light at a race track. The guy I was sucking pulled me up onto the table and bent me over. His cock felt so damn good sliding in my pussy. After coming a bunch I reached back and pulled his cock out of my pussy and directed it to my ass. I had to feel a cock in there! He happily fucked my ass until he came hard and filled me all the way. Immediately I pushed him off and grabbed hold of the cock of one of his buddies on the couch. I spun around and slammed my hot ass down on his cock and road him as hard as I could. I pulled his other buddy around and made myself ready for my first DP. I was completely out of control and so happy to be following you orders and being a total slut for you. The second guy started fucking my pussy in the almost exact opposite rhythm as his buddy in my ass, and I loved it! I truly lost track of time and how many times I came, but it was a lot. Finally, they apologized that they had to go back to work. One tried to ask for my number, but I told him that I was taken. I think they actually thought I thought about them as more than pieces of meat. I did however, grab the red heads number on the way out the door. I thought she would be horrified by what I had done, but instead she gave me a big kiss and stuff her number right down into my pants. I think I may have made a new friend. Now it was time for step three and despite what I had just done, I was totally freaking about this one. It was so nasty! I walked into the porn store and began to walk around and get the lay of the land. The store had racks of movies and toys. There were probably half a dozen guys in there milling around and of course they all took notice of me. After a while I saw where the movie booths in the back were located and got the tokens from the counter. There was a woman behind the counter, so it was a little less intimidating. Anyway I went back to milling around and then I did as you said. Discreetly I unbuttoned my shirt just enough that my left breast was almost totally exposed. You were right, everyone noticed. I took the time to make eye contact with every guy in there and even the girl at the counter. While still looking I walked past all of them into the backroom where the booths were. I could hear the rush at the counter of guys asking for change. I went into the middle booth about halfway down the hall and by the noise I could tell there were already other guys here. I sat down and closed the door partially as instructed; just enough that no one could come in, but not enough that anyone walking by couldn't see what I was doing. I put on a movie of two hot girls getting it on and I was instantly wet. Per instructions, I reached into my purse and pulled out my vibrator and began to fuck myself with my legs spread wide open. I could see the wide open gazes as people passed my door. I looked around the booth and saw the glory holes just as they had been described. This was going to be easy...and fun! It only took about ten minutes before the first dick came through the hole. It was soft and looked to be pretty small, but I was there to do your bidding not to be concerned about who or the quality. II wrapped my lips around it and slowly licked and sucked it with my tongue swirling around the head. I loved the act of sucking this cock without thinking at all about who was on the other side. It was totally anonymous and purely about sex. Out of the corner of my eye I could watch the girls in the movie and the people gathered around the front of my booth, while I continued to fuck myself raw with my free hand on the dildo. I sucked him off until I could hear his pants and knew he was going to cum. I opened my shirt and kept pulling hard on his cock until he shot his whole load on my tits. I rubbed the cum into my chest so I could wear it all day per your instructions. He pulled his limp noodle out of my hand, thanked me and disappeared. Moments later there was a cock on the other side of the booth. I was surprised to see a big thick black cock waiting for me. I had never taken anything so big, but I was already in the deep end. I was never able to swallow his whole cock, but with my hand more than took care of him and let him spray his cum on my face and tits. I really lost track of time, but I think I sucked about 10 different cocks and allowed each one to spray their cum on my chest or across my face. Finally, I wiped my mouth off, closed my shirt so the dryed cum wasn't evident and left the booth, much to the disappointment of several other guys who must have gotten the word about what was going on. Maybe you will order me back there again someday. Though I had lost a good chunk of my day I went back about my business. Everywhere I went I could feel the cum on my chest, the soreness of my ass and pussy and taste those cocks and the pussy on my mouth. I did just as I was told. Now am I your slut? Am I your dirty little whore? As I sat their in the kitchen reading this a smile came over my face. I was very pleased with my slave for all of her daring. It was time to reward her with my cock. I walked into the bedroom and you were laying there with your legs spread waiting for me. I could see that you hadn't cleaned up at all, just as you were told. I slipped in on top of you and we made love all evening long. Time for sex play was over, it was now back to me and my LOML. We transition so smoothly they seem to be one and the same. My First Dominatrix I was always a shy guy who had a hard time getting girlfriends. By the time I was 20 and going to college, I was still a virgin. My sex life consisted solely of masturbating to dirty magazines, videos, and the like. Often I fantasized about being dominated by one or more females, but I hadn't gotten even close to acting it out. That year, I moved into a new dorm, which consisted of bunch of small buildings rather than one big zoo. My room overlooked the parking lot and the next "house". One September afternoon, my roommate was out and I was all alone. Somehow I got horny and decided to close the curtains and have a fun time with my hands. Suddenly, while I was in the middle of tugging my thing, I heard a beautiful female voice from outside. I decided to take a peek and see whose it is. It was one of the students moving into the next house, a gorgeous reddish-blonde tall girl. She was wearing shorts that showed off the sexiest pair of legs I had seen around campus. Upon seeing her, I couldn't help let out a loud whistle. But wait, she heard it! Oops, remembering I was naked with a dick in hand, I quickly ducked away and closed the curtain as she looked my way. I then drifted back into the waves of ecstasy with her body engraved in my memory, and that was that, or so I thought ... A couple of weeks later, on a Friday night, my roommate, Randy, and I were drifting around the dorm looking for party. We were bored to die, especially with our house being a substance-free house. Randy was much better with the female kind and he got us invited to hang out with 3 chicks who live in the house opposite us. So we walked over there, brining our drinks, only to be greeted by none other than that girl whom I whistled to. She introduced herself as Sylvie, and introduced us to her two roommates. Quickly we got comfortable and got to know each other more. At some point, finding out we lived in that room by the parking lot, Sylvie brought up the subject of the whistle. My roommate was surprised, but she kept saying "I swear it was your room", and pointed out seeing the curtains move. Seeing no choice, I had to fess up. She said she likes it when people whistle for her (good), but was wondering why I hid back. I quickly made up a story about my getting high - in a substance-free house - and hence wanting to remain discreet. I don't know what got into me. Later that night, as the booze flowed and we even got more comfortable, I was leaning back on the floor with her next to me. I whispered in her ear: "You know why I hid that day when I whistled to you"? "Why?" "I was masturbating!" She paused for a moment, and I thought "that's it, I lost it". She whispered in my ear "so that's the story. Of course you wouldn't want anyone else to know, like my roommates, or your roommate." The evil glint in her eyes scared me. "Yes, you're not planning to tell anyone, are you?" She thought about it for a second, then whispered in a firm tone: "No I'm not planning to tell anyone, but you need to do things for me, to please me." "Uh, like what things?" "You know, clean up my room, drive me around, do my laundry." It didn't sound too bad, the way she said it, but that was the beginning of my enslavement to her. I didn't mind the least, thinking that doing all those chores for her will at least bring me closer to her. As if to drive the deal through, she leaned even closer to me and slowly whispered one word: "MAS-TUR-BA-TOR!" Well, that did it. I had no choice but to accept. From then on I visited her 2-3 times a week, helping her with whatever chores she asked me to do. Cleaning her room, cleaning her bathroom, hauling her shopping (and sometimes paying for it). My favorite time was when she let me do her laundry, which would afford me to dive into her most intimate objects. Bras, underwear, hosiery - all soaked with her fragrance and available for me to do whatever I wanted with it. She must have noticed the long time I spend in the laundry room, for sometimes she would tease me about it. "I don't know if I can trust you with my laundry anymore. All my panties have crotch worn out from sniffing." "Why is it that my stockings are stuck together after you wash them, MAS-TUR-BA-TOR"? I loved it when she used that word. It was maximum humiliation. She knew my secret and wasn't afraid to blurt it out. So I just had to keep apologizing about her laundry and promise to serve her better. One day, our relationship took an unanticipated turn. I was hanging out in my room when she called. Her roommates were away, and she was tired after exercising and badly needed a massage. "Great" I thought - finally a more intimate chore. So I rushed over to her room, to find her laying on her stomach on the bed in only her underwear. I froze by the door for a moment absorbing the beautiful sight: her long slender back, her bulbous globes bursting through the thin fabric of her panties, and her beautiful, long, legs. Soon, I got down to business and was rubbing her back. I took my time to work her neck and shoulder muscles, then worked all the way up and down her back. Her bra strap was getting in the way. Wishfully, I suggested she remove her bra and was surprised when she agreed and ordered me to help her take it off. Excellent. It was all I could to concentrate on the job despite my raging hard-on. I kept inching my way down her back, doing her lower back, then the top of her butt, then her buttcheeks through her panties. She was obviously enjoying it. I could see a wet spot developing on her crotch. I ignored it and kept going down - finally getting to touch and massage her gorgeous gams. I slowly went all the way down to her feet, then back up. As I closed in on her butt, her panties were obviously soaked. "Do you mind?" I asked as I tugged on her waistband. "Go ahead!" I slowly pulled off her underwear while admiring the beauty of her behind. I grabbed one cheek in each hand, gently kneading them like dough. She was obviously enjoying it, making moaning sounds, and gushing pussy juice. I decided "this is it, now or never". Gently I slide a hand down to her slit, easily inserting a finger inside her. God she gripped me tight! Her cunt muscles sucked my finger in. I then inserted two fingers and kept working them in while she treated my ears to the most sensuous moans. As I sensed her orgasm approaching, I quickened the pace, bringing my mouth over asscheeks as I pounded her soaking pussy with my fingers. She had one hand playing with her breasts and one hand frantically frigging her clit as she moaned, moaned, and moaned to orgasm. While she lay there relaxing, I licked my fingers and pondered my next step. "You know I have a great massage tool that can reach places my fingers can't. Wanna try it?" Quickly she turned around, propping herself on her elbows and exposing her C-cup breasts for the first time, nipples at full attention. With all the excitement of the evening, my boner was also popped up to full attention, straining against my jeans. She obviously sounded interested at my suggestion. "Why don't you show me your 'tool'?" No sooner did she say than I had my dick out at full mast in front of her. But I was not prepared for her reaction. Instead of the admiration I was expecting for my 6 1/4" boner, her look changed to a look of contempt. She pointed at my dick while laughing: "You mean *that*? What good is that going to do me, small-dick? No wonder all you do is masturbate. What girl wants to play with such a tiny dick?" Instead of deflating me, her derisive words had the opposite effect, making my pecker stand tall. Then she gave me the orders: "Well, Masturbator. You want to put your tool to good use? How about in your own hand? That's what it's made for, isn't it? C'mon, give me a show." I just couldn't help it. I had one hand wrapped on my dick and another fondling my balls in no time. While my expert hands worked my equipment I couldn't help thinking about the threat of one of her roommates barging in on us. What a sight! Sylvie splayed out on the bed, all flushed and swollen, watching me handle my tool at her feet. With all the excitement I didn't last long - couldn't if I wanted. Without warning my cock spurted globs of hot semen all over her lovely legs and feet. "Eww, you're gonna clean it up, aren't you?" But as I reached for the tissues she stopped me: "with your tongue, that is?" It was the ultimate act of submission, as I kneeled down by her feet, licking my own cum off of them, polishing them clean. As I was cleaning her she picked up the phone and started talking to someone. It was a short conversation, and all I heard her say was "come here, now". Whoops! As I was thinking of a way to run, she held on to my hand and said: "Now I will show you a real man, MAS-TUR-BOY, someone with a real big tool who knows how to use it to satisfy a woman. No you're not going anywhere. You're staying right here and watching him drive it in me." In a moment, the door opened and a handsome guy walked in. "That's my boyfriend Eric," introducing us. They wasted no time getting into action. She sat up, dragged him by the belt to her side, and hungrily unwrapped his huge package. This guy must have measured 10 or 12 inches. The more of him she took in her mouth, the more he had to offer her. I stood there amazed, my limp cock stirring back to life as I was watching her tongue twirl round his huge cockhead. It was obvious she wanted him inside. But the roles now are reversed. The same way I submitted to her, obeying her and taking whatever she gives me, she submitted to him. He started talking dirty to her: "You want me to fill you big whorish cunt with my mammoth dick, don't you, you slutty bitch? You want that tiny-dick to watch big macho Eric stretch your pussy wide open?" She was loving it, sucking even more enthusiastically. She literally had to beg him to fuck her, to shove his massive cock into her dainty pussy. My dick came back to life, and I started jerking it while I watched them go it for a long time. "That's what a real COCK looks and feels like, not like your pinky-thing. Yours is only good for MAS-TUR-BA-TION"." She said between moans. She was close to coming as she egged him on: "Come-on. Cum inside me. Give me your cum." Seeing her like that, no man - not even Eric - could resist. As he lifted his still large dick from inside here, she looked and me and pointed to her flooded cunt. "You know what to do, MAS-TUR-BOY. You're gonna help me clean it, aren't you?" She licked her lips, and so did I as I dove down to action. My First Dorm First off I want to thank everyone for the terrific feedback I've gotten so far. My intention is to spread the gamut of themes, and try to come up with as diverse a body of work as I can muster. * * * * * My name is Holly, I'm 28 now, but this story happened when I was eighteen. It was my first year of college. That was when it all happened. For three semesters I really let it unravel me. In the end I took two years off of school and then finished my degree at another university. I'm only telling the story now because sometimes late at night, when my husband is asleep I think back to those days and I feel myself getting moist, and I can't help but tell someone because I want you all to know. The school year was barely under way. I had just gotten my books and had barely unpacked my tiny dorm room. I apparently wasn't going to have a roommate. However as university policy dictated underclassmen aren't permitted to have single dorm rooms so I was bumped in with a sophomore girl named Ashlyn. The resident advisor showed me to her room and introduced me, then left it upon me to begin transferring my belongings. I left Ashlyn's room and told her I'd be back in a little while, after I re-packed some stuff. It couldn't have taken more than a half hour before I was back at her room with my first armload of boxes. I carefully turned the knob without dropping anything and pushed the door open. As I went to set my stuff down on my desk I noticed Ashlyn sitting at her desk. She was topless. I turned away from her blushing, and apologized for barging in. As my mind went over the image I had just seen I realized she was only wearing a tiny pair of underpants. Her breasts were full and very perky and her nipples stood out starkly against her otherwise pale complexion. She had black short hair that hung in uneven strands around her face almost, but not quite reaching her shoulders in a few places. She was a little shorter than me, I'm 5'2", she was probably five, and slimmer too, although you wouldn't know it from her boobs. "Don't worry about it." Ashlyn said. "I was just trying to figure out what to wear tonight, if you're going to be my roommate you might as well get used to it, I make my best clothing decisions naked." She laughed and it was a good-hearted laugh. "Oh alright." I said averting my eyes. "Well I've probably got two more trips to make, so is it alright if I open the door real quick to leave?" I asked shyly. "Sure go 'head, I'm not bashful." Ashlyn said and although I was intentionally looking away from the corner of my vision I could swear she had reached up with both hands to tug on her nipples. "Ok see you in a few." I said and hurriedly rushed out the door. When I again returned to the room I knocked gently. "All clear?" I asked. "Yep you're clear." Ashlyn said from inside. I opened the door and found Ashlyn standing thankfully clothed, and another girl standing beside her. "Holly this is Megan. She's my best bud. Megan this is Holly my new roomie." Ashlyn said motioning happily between us. Ashlyn had stretched a tiny black half shirt over herself, and was wearing a truly small pair of shorts. Megan was wearing a skintight pair of white pants and a tank top. I thought of the jeans and T-shirt I was wearing. My belly was completely covered, and aside from fitting snugly over my breasts the shirt wasn't the least bit provocative. "Hey Megan nice to meet you." I said. Megan was a tall totally Irish girl. She towered several inches over me, and had a wild main of red curly hair. There were freckles under her eyes and on the fair swath of cleavage she had exposed, her breasts were really quite large. I began to unpack and Megan and Ashlyn hovered about me asking me questions about myself. "Did I have a boyfriend?" –No "Was I a virgin?" –No "Were all my panties full backed?"-Yes, this question erupted while I unpacked my clothes and had me blushing a lot. Then a whole debate about thongs erupted. Both Megan and Ashlyn proudly tugged the waistbands of their thongs out to demonstrate the popular vote. I apologized and just told them that I was no good at dressing sexy. "No good at dressing sexy?" Ashlyn said. "You look like you got a pretty hot body underneath all that. What are you a C cup?" I nodded. "And you're what a size three pants?" She added. Again I nodded. "You got all the right equipment, you might as well be using it." "I just can't I'm too self conscious." I said. "Self conscious!?" Ashlyn said. "Give us a semester babe, we'll fix that right up." "A semester?" Megan said. "I bet I can do it in a week." With that Megan pulled her tank top and bra up exposing her breasts. "WOOHOOO!" She shouted loudly shaking her breasts in my face and both her and Ashlyn erupted in laughter as she lowered the tank top. My face was beat red, but I had to laugh. "I can't believe you just did that." I said between chuckles. Her bare breasts were just below my eye level at her height and had come within inches of my face. "I'm proud to be a D-cup." Megan said. She lifted the shirt again and wiggled her chest at me. "What do you think?" She asked. Her nipples were a soft light pink color, and fairly large, especially in contrast to Ashlyn's dark hard little bullets. I couldn't picture my own nipples or where they would fall on the spectrum. I suddenly realized that I was staring intently and looked away. Ashlyn and Megan laughed again. "You don't have to be shy it's not like we all haven't seen tits before." Ashlyn giggled, I looked back and Megan was still flashing me. Ashlyn tackled me and began to tickle me. "No no stop." I laughed giggling madly. I'm very ticklish. "Please!" I said tears coming to my eyes. "No I 'm ticklish." I could feel Ashlyn's hands snaking under my shirt to tickle my bare midsection. Her hands were warm. I squirmed away. "I think I have just the motivation to come out of your shell." Ashlyn said. I noticed Megan had put her rack away. "What?" I asked regaining my composure. I was breathless. "Naked pajama party." Ashlyn said giggling. "We're all girls, we're going to spend your first dorm night here butt naked!" "No. I couldn't." I said. "You don't have your period do you?" Ashlyn asked. I shook my head. "Then it's decided, Megan grab her." Megan grabbed me and wrapped her arms around me engulfing both of my arms and pinning them to my sides. Once she locked her hands together in front of my chest I was helpless. Ashlyn sauntered up to me and reached down. She unbuttoned my jeans. "Please no." I said. Ashlyn tickled me and I giggled. "Really I can't." I said. "I'll go first then." Ashlyn said. She unbuttoned her shorts and tugged them off. Next she tugged her tiny thong down her legs revealing a thin dark strip of pubic hair. Finally she grabbed the bottom of her tight half shirt and lifted it over her head, she had been braless and her breasts bounced free. Her breasts were so firm that her nipples actually pointed up slightly. "Oh my god." I whispered. "You two are nuts." "You're next." She said and now completely nude in front of me she reached out and grabbed hold of my zipper. Slowly she tugged it down. The pink of my panties was gradually becoming more and more visible. I stayed breathless and quiet looking down at her as she began to ease my jeans off my hips. "C'mon Ashlyn, I can't do this." I whispered. My jeans were now almost to my knees my panties were totally exposed. "Sure you can." Ashlyn said. "You're a hottie, you got nothing to worry about." The jeans reached a bunch at my ankles and Megan lifted me off the ground so Ashlyn could pull them off. Ashlyn began to tickle me again, and I began laughing wildly. My bare legs felt so exposed, despite my uneasiness with it, I was anxious for her to expose me more. I wanted her to take my clothes off, I was getting horny, but I was still scared. This time she tickled her way up under my shirt and Megan's arms were there. As she reached Megan's arms, Megan loosened her grip Ashlyn's hands wandered across my bra, in fact right over my breasts. My nipples hardened at the sudden stimulation. She was looking for a front clasp. One hand tickled its way between Megan and I to my back and undid my bra. I was laughing and squirming from being tickled. As I squirmed back and forth Megan casually grabbed the bottom of my shirt. Ashlyn who was already naked tickled me furiously and I could feel my shirt easing up as Megan lifted it. Every time I tried to hold my shirt down Ashlyn would tickle my armpit and I would pull my arms in for protection. Finally the shirt was over my breasts and bunched up at my neck. I reached up and grabbed for it as I reached up Megan let go of me long enough to pull the shirt and bra together over my head and down off my arms. I reached down to cover my breasts, and Megan quickly dropped the shirt and pulling my arms to my sides resumed her bear hug. I could feel Megan's shirt pressing against my bare back, the swell of her huge boobs hard against me from the pressure of her hold on me. "Very nice." Ashlyn said stepping back to admire my breasts, Megan kept me from covering them. Her arms were crossing my chest just below my breasts pushing my boobs up. Her bare skin contact was hot and sent tingles through my body. Ashlyn reached out with both hands and took one of my nipples in each. She gently tugged on one then the other. "What are you doing?" I said. I was still completely out of breath from the tickle session. I looked down at my own round pink nipples, they were small and hard, and when Ashlyn let go of them they stuck out each as big a the end of my pinky finger. "Just playin'" Ashlyn said. "How do you feel?" "Naked." I said. "Please let me go." "I'll give you one chance." Ashlyn said. "I'm gonna' sneak a feel at you're panties." Ashlyn continued. "If you're not wet, we'll let you go and I'm so sorry." She began to tickle my sides a little. I squirmed. "But." She continued. "If you're wet, it's naked pajama party time, you're all ours." While she tickled me with her left hand her right hand went to my crotch. "No don't." I said between laughs. It was in vain, she went under the leg of my panties. I could feel her fingers run through my pubic hair. The only trimming I ever did was to make sure none hung out of my panties. Then her finger slid lower. I closed my legs tight, and Megan nudged them apart with her knees from behind me. Ashlyn slid a finger between my lips, and even I was surprised both by how slick I was and how good it felt. I moaned in spite of myself. "You are sopping wet Holly." Ashlyn said. She slid her finger up and down me before settling on my clitoris. She gave it a little squeeze and I moaned again. "Please stop." I said. She put pressure on my clitoris and then withdrew her hand. "I'll stop." She said and then she began to pull off my panties. I was totally still, I wanted to say stop to keep resisting, but I was afraid if I said to stop she might actually stop, and I didn't want her to. My panties came off. "So Holly?" Ashlyn asked. Megan pushed my legs apart with her knee. Ashlyn placed her hand against the swell of my pubic hair. "How do you feel? You look great." I couldn't answer. "Was that a moan I heard?" Ashlyn asked. She touched the hood of my clitoris, and I moaned again. "Yes it was." She said. I felt ashamed, that these girls had just stripped me naked. I hung my head and closed my eyes. Ashlyn began to work my clitoris in slow firm circles. The sensation was undeniable, and I moaned in spite of my feelings. She worked me more, slowly gaining speed until I was gyrating my hips in time with her pressure. I could feel my body approaching orgasm, and it felt STRONG. I was now half moaning half panting. Suddenly Ashlyn stopped. My head shot up. "Oh do you want me to keep going?" Ashlyn asked. The betrayal in my eyes was strong. "You don't have to answer, here's the deal, I'll keep going if you agree that every minute you spend in this dorm room will be spent naked." Ashlyn flicked my now engorged clitoris gently. "As soon as you come in after classes you take off your clothes and hang out naked." I stared into her eyes testing her resolve. She was completely serious. "If you agree just nod, and I'll keep going." I was beginning to spasm and twitch from the need for relief, I nodded. Ashlyn smiled and resumed the tempo as though she hadn't missed a beat, within seconds I cried out as the orgasm hit me. My legs and hips bucked and I clenched my teeth to keep from screaming. Megan let go of me and I collapsed to my knees. I looked up at Ashlyn who was rubbing her wet fingers over her nipples. I quickly looked back down again reserved to kneel on the floor in a semi-fetal position, thoughts of what had just unfolded racing through my head. Above me there was the unmistakable rustling of Megan removing her clothing. I was afraid to look up, I was afraid of what might happen next. Now that my orgasm was subsiding I felt dirty, I felt used, it was no longer a pleasurable experience in my mind. I felt a fingernail trace my spine trailing from the nape of my neck downwards. I froze the finger made its way to my butt, then between my legs. I could see Ashlyn's feet on the floor in front of me so I knew it had to be Megan. "Please no more." I whispered, as Megan's hand found my crotch and she slid a finger easily into my vagina. In my position on my knees I was open and easy access for the Irish girl. After inserting the finger in to the point where her otherwise closed fist pressed against me she slowly withdrew it. Despite my vagina still being very sensitive the sensation was pleasurable. I closed my eyes wondering how to end this or even if I should or even could. It took all my will not to moan, but my breathing pattern still gave me away. "I think she's still enjoying herself, don't you?" Ashlyn asked of Megan. Megan slid her finger slowly back into me, causing me to inhale sharply. Then I felt the weight of Megan's body over me as she pressed herself against me with the finger still buried inside me. I could feel her hard nipples on the naked flesh of my back. Her full breasts molded into me. Then I felt her lips against the back of my neck. Her breath was so hot. I shuddered a little wondering what they were going to do with me. "Look up." Megan whispered in my ear. I lifted my head to find Ashlyn she had her pelvis thrust forward, her pussy inches from my face. I put my head back down. "Look up." Megan commanded again her whisper forceful, her breath a tangible wave of heat on my ear. I raised my head again higher this time looking past the slim strip of pubic hair, and over her breasts to meet Ashlyn's gaze. She was looking down at me, a thin smile on her lips. She motioned with a downward flick of her eyes and I lowered my gaze. Now staring directly at the full lips of her pussy, I watched as she gently pulled herself open. I was close enough that the musky smell was strong and intoxicating. Megan and Ashlyn laughed together. "I think this cinches the deal don't you Megan?" Ashlyn asked. Megan's had begun to gently work her finger in and out of me. "MMM hmmm." Megan said, her mouth so close to my neck that I could feel her every breath. "Kiss it." Ashlyn commanded. She pushed her hips forwards towards me. She was still holding herself open. Now less than an inch from my mouth her open pussy and pubic hair were all that I could see. Megan's slid her finger most of the way out of me and added another finger, sliding them back into me slowly together. "Go on, kiss it." Megan said, and licked the base of my neck. I shivered. Her gently working fingers were beginning to cause my numbness to subside and another orgasm to build. I nodded my head, a fractional movement, but enough to voice my consent. Ashlyn placed her pussy against my lips. I stuck my tongue out the flavor of her moistness permeating my taste buds instantly. It was really good. I licked and sucked taking as much of her taste into my mouth as I could. With little warning Ashlyn pulled back suddenly. "I said kiss it, not eat me out!" Ashlyn said angrily. "You're not a lesbian are you?" I was confused and scared, Ashlyn laughed. "Well if you really want to eat me out, I suppose it won't hurt anything." She rubbed her crotch against my face, and I tentatively began licking her again. She ground herself fiercely against me until it felt like my lips and jaw were going to fall off, finally she began hissing that she was going to come. Meanwhile Megan had never let up her patient and explorational fingering of my crotch, and I was nearing another orgasm also. With a final grind Ashlyn cried out and began to hump my face furiously, her excitement was just enough to send me over the edge and I came as well. Megan withdrew her fingers, now numbering three and allowed me to collapse onto the floor, as Ashlyn shakily climbed onto her bed and curled up into a writhing ball and sighed deeply. "I love naked pajama parties." Megan said. She lay down on my bed and began to finger herself. "When you feel up to it, Holly, it's my turn." She whispered down at me. "Holly, just think you're going to get to be naked all the time." Ashlyn whispered in a breathy teasing voice. "This is going to be the best semester ever." I dosed off lying on the floor, I had just had the two best orgasms of my life and all I could taste was Ashlyn's pussy. When I woke up it was very late at night. I could hear the soft sounds of Megan and Ashlyn sleeping and I had to pee very badly. I pulled myself to my feet, my whole body was sore from sleeping on the floor. I gather up my jeans and my shirt and put them on. "What do you think you're doing?" Ashlyn whispered. "I've gotta' pee, sorry I didn't mean to wake you." I said as quietly as I could. "Alright." Ashlyn said, "but you take those right back off again when you come back." I nodded and headed out into the hall. The dorm building was mostly dark, there were only emergency lights on, which lit the hallway adequately I suppose. My body was churning from the night's events and the harsh light of the female bathroom was too much for me. I shut it off and sat peeing in only the light spilling out from the shower room. On the way back to my room I wondered what I looked like, what I must smell like, would anyone know what had just happened, did I smell like pussy? I quietly opened the door. "That's far enough." Ashlyn whispered as I stood between the hall and my dorm room. "Take off the jeans and T-shirt." "In the HALL!?" I asked worriedly. "Just tonight, I want to make sure you understand the rule this semester." Ashlyn whispered. So standing in the open doorway looking at the naked raven-haired girl curled up on her bed, I eased myself out of my jeans and panties and then tugged my shirt off. When I was done I threw the clothes on the floor of our room. "OOOh, now turn around for us." Megan said, she was sitting up on my bed, and I got the first really good look at her naked that I had yet seen. Her boobs were huge there was no mistaking that, but what caught my eye was the thick red mass of hair between her legs. I was groomed at the edges, but she kept it THICK in the middle and it was the same fiery red as the hair on her head. I turned once in the doorway, and Megan patted the mattress beside her. "Come to bed, little one, you've got a busy day tomorrow." I cautiously entered the room and climbed into bed beside Megan. She wrapped her arms around me and ground her pelvis against me, her pubic hair tickle my skin. She was facing me, our boobs mashing together. With how much taller than me she was her crotch was in a perfect position to straddle my leg which she did slowly grinding herself on me.