1 comments/ 33758 views/ 13 favorites His Girlfriend By: Ashson I was at work when I received a call from my son, Tim. It turned out that his boss had been involved in an accident and was facing a week in hospital. Bad luck for the boss but a nice chance for Tim. He'd been tapped on the shoulder to replace his boss at a convention in Atlanta for a week. He was on his way to the airport even as we spoke. What he wanted, he said, was for someone to swing past his house each day to feed his damn cat. (His description. Not mine.) It looked as though I was the cat-feeder of choice. I figured I'd do it the easy way. Just sling the cat in the car and take it home for a week. Not a problem. I'd done it before. So after work I swung past Tim's place. Grabbing his mail from the box (making a mental note to do it again in a couple of days) I headed inside to catch the cat. The first thing I did was take the mail through to Tim's home office and drop it on his desk. While doing that I heard a noise behind me and assumed it was the cat coming to say hullo. It looked as though it was going to be an easy catch. No hide and seek or chase the maniac feline running along the walls. I turned around with a 'nice puss' look on my face to lull the little brute into a sense of security and found myself looking at a very pretty young lady wearing a towel. She said "Surprise," dropping the towel as she did so. Surprise is right. She was very pretty with just the towel on. Without it, she was sensational. And if you think I got a surprise it was nothing compared to the shock that she got. She screamed and tried to cover herself with her hands but with breasts like those, no chance. She also started to turn so she could dive for the towel she'd tossed aside so lightly. I snapped "Hold it," and she sort of froze to the spot. "Who the hell are you?" I demanded. She seemed to find it difficult to open her mouth but then she said with this little quaver in her voice, "I'm Jenny. Tim's girlfriend. Who are you and where's Tim? Um, do you mind if I grab my towel? I feel funny standing here like this," she added. So. Tim's girlfriend. One of several, actually, even if she didn't know it. Jenny? The name rang a bell. What had Tim said about a girlfriend called Jenny. Oh, that's right. He'd said she was very submissive. "As a matter of fact I do mind," I replied. "You aren't supposed to be here but seeing you are I'm enjoying looking at you. You have a very nice figure." Jenny went even redder but, showing her natural submissiveness, she didn't reach for the towel. "Tim is probably sitting in a plane halfway to Atlanta right now," I told her. "He was tapped to go to some sort of convention. A half hour notice and he was on his way. I'm his father. I'm here to pick up the cat. Seeing you are here you can go and make me a cup of coffee while I sort out a few details." "Yes sir," she said, and I could hear the sarcasm oozing out. "I assume that you won't mind if I get dressed while the water boils." "As a matter of fact I do mind," I replied. "It would be a waste of time. Just make the coffee the way you are." "What do mean, a waste of time? I want to get dressed. You can't expect me to just run around the house naked." "Yes, I can," I told her. "If you get dressed I'd just have to undress you if I decide to take you to bed. If I decide not to, then you can get dressed. Now, please go and get my coffee." For a submissive girl she sure could give a killing look. But I also noticed that she headed straight to the kitchen rather than to one of the bedrooms, where her clothes presumably were. I watched her bottom swaying as she walked away. Thinking forward, I unzipped. Jenny returned shortly with the coffee, still naked and still blushing. I indicated that she should sit, and then while I had my coffee I gave her a bit of a cross examination. You know the sort of thing. Typical father quizzing his son's girlfriend. Only difference this time was that Jenny was sitting there naked and I was letting her know that I was fully aware of this fact. Finishing my coffee I put the mug to one side and told Jenny to come here, patting my lap at the same time. Her face, which had lightened, went red again. "Why?" she said. "Because I've had enough of just looking at you," I told her. "Now I want you here, where I can touch you and taste you." "Ha," she snorted. "If I come over there you'd want to make love to me. Not going to happen." "Don't be silly," I said mildly. "Of course it's going to happen and you know it and expect it. You've been waiting for me to make a move. Now come here." She did. She rose and came to me, trying to show her reluctance, but coming anyway. She sat on my lap and I immediately cupped a breast and squeezed it while my other hand started stroking her leg. Starting at the knee, my hand moved smoothly along the inside of her thigh, moving towards that sensitive junction. Half way up, her legs closed upon my hand, holding it away from her more private areas. I bit her ear lightly and squeezed her breast, rubbing her nipple under my thumb. "Move your leg," I murmured, my hand pressing slightly more forcefully against where her legs were holding tightly together. She hesitated a moment, but only a moment, and then her legs parted, letting my hand continue its upward sweep. Very soon I was busy teasing her mound, fingers dipping into her honeyed sweetness, mouth tasting her breasts. Then I edged her hands away from where she held them clasped in front of her, letting one drop onto my lap and against my groin. Jenny held out for about another thirty seconds, then her hand slid across to my fly, found it already open, and darted inside. She claimed her prize and hauled it forth into the light to see it better. Jenny, it turned out, was determined to make sure she knew what she was getting. She made a detail examination of my old fellow, and I was beginning to wonder if I would last until the main show started. Jenny was hot and wet and as far as I was concerned I was long past ready. So I told her to stop playing and sit on it. Submissive was correct. My wish was her command. Jenny was off my lap, turning to face me, and slowly settling herself down upon my erection almost before the words were out of my mouth. One little hand held me, holding me in position while she manoeuvred over me until she started to sink down onto me. Then she let me go and placed her hands on my shoulders, continuing to ease herself down onto me, but looking at me for approval as she did so. I gave her a slow nod, indicating that all was fine by me, and she broke into a huge satisfied smile while pressing down even faster. When she had settled fully onto me she paused, waiting for directions. They were short and simple. "Now bounce, while I relax," I told her, and Jenny giggled and started bouncing. Ay yay yay! Could that woman bounce! I don't know if this was a regular way for Jenny to make love but, if it isn't, she's missed her calling. The advantage of what was happening was that I could conserve my energy while maximising my pleasure. Jenny definitely seemed to be enjoying herself, gasping and babbling in her pleasure. It's surprising how long you can last when someone else is doing all the work. Jenny bounced and bounced. My hands resting against her breasts were effectively massaging them as Jenny moved up and down, her breasts rubbing against my palms as she moved. I could feel her hard little nipples grating against my palms as she moved. Eventually I could hear and see Jenny was approaching her climax. She was making little whimpering sounds as she moved, gasping as she bounced. I had to admit that I was past due myself. I was quite frankly surprised I'd lasted as long as I had. Jenny squealed at her next bounce as she found me moving vigorously up to meet her. The advantage of conserving my energy now became even more obvious as I slammed into Jenny hard and fast. Jenny was squealing loudly now, a fresh squeal being jolted out of her with each thrust as I slammed powerfully up and into her. Then her face was buried against my neck, seeming to be trying to bite me and scream at the same time as she went shuddering into her climax. I felt like screaming myself as I vented into her, thinking my own climax would never end. Then I was settling back, breathing hard, while Jenny was sort of slumped against me. When Jenny finally showed signs of coming back to life I directed her to the bathroom for a quick shower. After fifteen minutes she came back, showered and dressed and looking guilty. She chewed on her lip for a few moments and then finally came out with it. "How can I possibly tell Tim I was unfaithful to him?" she wailed. "What will he say?" Nothing much, in my opinion, as I'd be having a quiet word with him. He couldn't really complain as his boss's secretary was also at the convention and she was another of his girlfriends. "If you feel you have to tell him just stand there and confess. You can blame me if you like. Say I caught you unawares and you couldn't help yourself. He'll probably take down your panties and spank you but then you can have some make up sex. Just think. The coming spanking will give you something to look forward to." His Girlfriend's Massage Based loosely on an actual event...but without the mind control. Any feedback would be appreciated... * Kara looked at the small building as the car pulled in to the parking lot. The plain sign over the front said, 'Sunshine's Spa'. The windows were blacked out, as was the door. Only a glowing 'open' sign indicated that they were open for business. As the car pulled to a stop, next to the front door, she glanced over to her boyfriend, Carl. "We're here." he said, looking over at her. "Are you sure you want to try." "Yes...I do. It'll be fun." she replied. Shortly after Carl and she had started dating, he'd told her about coming to this massage parlor. He'd been very open about the showers, massages, and the special rubs the girls here would give him. She was a little shocked when he told her that he was still making a weekly trip for their services. She was hurt at first, but found herself wondering about going. She'd found herself aroused by the idea of having a woman shower her, massage her, then stand over her pleasuring her to climax. After four months of thinking about it, she'd decided it was time. Carl had talked to his usual girl and arranged for her to go and get the full treatment. The two walked in the front door and in to a small waiting room. Carl rung a small door bell, and another door opened up reveling a petite Asian woman. Kara judged that she was about 20. The Asian beauty stood about 5'4", and wore a tight red dress that showed off every curve of her frame, including her perfectly round breasts. Kara was taken by her deep green eyes. They were beautiful. She felt like she could be lost in them "Hi, Suzi. We're here for our special." Carl said. "Come in, come in, please." Suzi smiled and extended her hand to Kara. She took the asian girl's hand and was led in to a long hallway. There were several closed doors down its length. Suzi looked around to Kara, still smiling. "I have other girl in room for Mr. Carl." The group entered one of the rooms. There were two massage tables set up, with another beautiful Asian Girl sitting on one waiting. She immediately jumped down, her large breast bouncing as she did so. Kara looked over at Carl and saw his eyes were transfixed on this new girl. "Hi, my name Sunni." the new girl chimed out. " Come in, both get undressed and we'll go to shower." Kara and Carl began to undress as the two girl slipped out of the room to prepare the shower. "So, is this a stand-up shower or something?" "No. They have large tables that we lay on and they bath us then rinse us off." Carl replied. "I feel a little uncomfortable about being naked." Kara said. Her hands doing their best conceal her breasts and bare pussy. "I know this was my idea, but now that we're here, I'm not sure I can deal with a girl washing and massage me, while you and another girl are here watching. Besides, they both going to be....well you know, touching us down there." Carl laughed, "Don't worry, You'll like it." The two girls entered. "Shower is ready." Both looked Carl and Kara, up and down. "Mr. Carl, you always look happy to be here." Suzi said. Kara looked around at him. He stood there, naked with his hands at his sides. His cock was hard and pointing straight at Suzi. She was a little bothered by this. Why was he so comfortable about this? "So do you have other clients here, now?" Kara asked sheepishly as Suzi took her hand and leading her to the door. "We have a couple of others here." Suzi replied as they stepped out in to the hallway. Kara looked back to see that Sunni had Carl's hands and was leading him along. When she looked at Carl, she realized that his eyes were fixed in Sunni's round little butt. She turned forwards and noticed an old man at the end of the hallway looking out of one of the doorways. She did her best to hide herself from his eyes. They stepped in to the shower room. The smell of soaps filled the air and Kara felt a little more relaxed. The girls got both Kara and Carl on to their tables and the washing began. They were gently washed with warm water, then soaped up. Suzi's hands rubbed the soap on to Kara's trembling body. The scent of the soap was so relaxing, and Suzi's hands felt so good. Soon Kara's body was trembling for a different reason. Suzi worked to soap and oils in to her skin, gently kneading her breast. She felt so good and relaxed. The smell of the soap was so strong but so delicious. She just lay there as Suzi toyed with her erect nipples. Part of her brain wanted to say, NO, but it just felt too good. Suzi leaned down and whispered to Kara. "Repeat this ' good, he likes that'" Suzi gently rolled her on to her stomach, and went to work rubbing the oils and soap on to her back. Her hands worked their way down until she was kneading Kara's butt. Kara was in heaven. Nothing had ever felt this good before. She turned her head to look at Carl. He was on his back, his cock sticking straight up. Sunni was busy cleaning it for him. Kara smiled. 'Good, he likes that' she thought. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Suzi pickup a small metal rod. "Me clean in here too." Suzi said as the metal probe slid in to Kara's ass. Kara jerked as a surge of electricity poured in to her body from the probe. Her arms and legs went straight and her back arched. Her head was reared back. Her mind went black for a moment, until she felt the probe sliding out of her. "That felt strange." Kara said weakly. Kara looked over to see Carl on his stomach; Sunni was removing a probe from him as well. "Good he likes that." She whispered. "Ok time to stand and rinse." Suzi ordered. Both stood up and the girls used handheld showers to rinse them off. Once clean of the soaps, the girls grabbed towels and began to clean their clients. Kara was a little dizzy, but felt wonderful. She just stood still and let her body be dried and then inspected by Suzi, just as Carl was dried and inspected by Sunni. "Ok time to go to room." Suzi took her hand and walked her out in to the hallway. "Wait, I gotta turn water of good. Stay here and don't move." Suzi turned and walked back in to the room leaving Kara standing there naked in the hall. Kara's eyes saw the old man looking out of the doorway again. She could see that he was naked and stroking his wrinkled cock. His eyes were locked on her shaved pussy as his hand moved faster. "Good, he likes that." she whispered to herself. Her hands made no attempt to cover herself. She just stood there and allowed him to watch and stroke. Some part of her screamed that this was wrong, but Suzi had told her wait and not to move. She had this overwhelming desire to obey. The old man grunted and she saw his cum dripping off of his hand as he came. "Good, he liked that." Suzi returned and moment later with Carl and Sunni behind her. They were led back to their room and put on to the massage tables. Kara was lying on her back as Suzi began rubbing the scented oils on to her breast and stomach. After a little bit, Sunni turned on a small lamp. Its rotating shade made some wonder spiraling shadows on the ceiling. Kara found herself being lost in the pleasure of Suzi's touch and spiraling shadows. "You drifting deeper and deeper, Kara. You just want to open you mind to me." Suzi said softly. "Your so open to me, so open and deep in this state." Suzi watched her eyes. She new that Kara was completely under now. "Kara, have you slept with many men?" "yes" "Do you like to make men feel good?" "yes" "From now on, Kara, you will not have to worry about anything else. No more work, no more bills, no more problems. You'll live here and make men feel good." Kara's mind absorbed the words. "Look at Carl." Suzi said. Kara tilted her head and looked at him. Sunni was leaned over him sucking his cock. She heard him moan as he unloaded his cum into Sunni's mouth. "This is what you will be. You'll make Carl and everyone else happy. Feel your mouth...it needs a cock in it. Feel your pussy, it needs a cock in it." Kara smiled as she realized that she needed cock. "Take her to another room, I need to work on him now." Suzi said to Sunni. * 6 Months Later Carl rang the bell at the massage parlor. Suzi opened the door. "It always a pleasure to see you Mr. Carl." She took him by the hand and led him to a back room. He started to undress as Suzi prepared the bed. He stopped when a new girl walked by the room. "Who's that?" he asked. Suzi smiled and shouted something in Chinese. A beautiful young lady walked in to the room. Carl looked her up and down, but did not recognize her. Kara had had surgery to make her eyes look oriental, plus a breast enhancement. Her once brown hair was now jet black and straight. "Her name is Kara." Suzi said, then waved her hand and shooed the girl away. "I'd like to try her sometime. I once dated a girl named Kara, but she left town a while back and didn't even say goodbye." "Oh really." Suzi replied. "So are you dating anyone now?" "Yes, Her name is Debbie." Carl pulled out his wallet and showed her a photograph. "Oh she very pretty." Suzi laughed to herself. He'd shown her a picture of Kara 6 months ago and now she belonged to Suzi. She'd have to start programming him again, to bring her a new working girl.