MRWADE09.STY BY MASTER WADE
Michelle, College Coed
Several days following the exciting weekend with Tony, Mark and
Jack, Monica got a call from the young girl she had met in the
restaurant when I had taken them all out to eat. I had overheard her
saying something which indicated she might enjoy being with other
women and when I saw the pretty young girl go into the ladies room I
told Monica to go in and see if she could strike up a conversation
with her. She did much more than strike up a conversation with her,
she wound up eating the girl before coming back out to join the rest
of us.
The girl was calling to see if she could come visit Monica
sometime soon.
"I hope you don't mind me calling, Monica. I've just thought
about you so much since that day in the restaurant and I'd really
like to see you again" , she said in a slightly trembling voice.
"No, I'm glad you called, Michelle. I'd like to see you again
too. I should tell you that my husband knows what we did in the
ladies room that day. In fact he sent me in there to talk to you."
"Ohhh, he did? He doesn't mind if you do those kinds of things
with other women?"
"No, in fact he often sets up situations for me when I can be
with both women and men. Would you mind him being present when we
are together and perhaps participating with us?"
"Ummmmm, well...I guess I'd be sort of embarassed the first
time, with him being so much older than me and all, but I saw him
with his arm around you after we had left the ladies room and he's a
good looking man. I guess it would be alright."
"I'll have to clear it with him before I can allow you to come
visit, but I don't think there will be any problem as long as you
understand that he decides for me who I'll be with sexually. I do
anything he says sexually."
"Really? Anything? You mean he can tell you to be with someone
and you'll be with them?", Michelle asked excitedly.
"Yes, thats exactly how it works. He's my MASTER and I'm his
sex slave. I do anything with anyone he says, male or female. How
do you feel about that?"
"Gee, well, it sounds kind of exciting. I wish my boyfriend
would make me be with other men. He's not really all that excited
about me being with other women. Too jealous, I think."
"Maybe you'll discover that you'd like for my MASTER to make you
do things. He might be willing to train you as a slave."
"Ooooooh...that sounds so wicked! I'm not sure I could do that,
but it is making me wet to think about it. When can you let me know
if its ok for me to come visit?"
"I'll call him right now and ask and call you back, ok? When
can you come if he says its alright?"
"My classes are over for the day now and I can come any time
today or tonight. I'll be free again on Friday night if today
doesn't suit. Ohhh, I hope he says its ok!"
"You do understand that he will at the very least watch us,
don't you?"
"Yes, I understand, and that will be ok...who knows after he's
watched me for a while and seen me naked I may not mind if he joins
in. But I'd like it if he'd go slow with me at first. I've been
with women before, but never in a threesome."
"I'm sure he'll be very understanding. Ok, let me call him now
and see what he says...call you back in just a few minutes!"
Monica called and told me of her conversation with Michelle. I
was pleased, of course, and told her to let Michelle come over that
night after supper. I was thrilled by the excitement I could hear in
Monica's voice and by Michelle's interest in learning more about what
it might be like to have a MASTER.
Later on that day, as we sat at the dinner table trying to eat,
I suggested to Monica that she wear the same white dress and garter
belt outfit that she had worn that day in the restaurant.
"Michelle wants you, so there really isn't a need for seducing
her, except that we want her to be very, very turned on. The more
exicited we can get her the more responsive she will be to the idea
of giving herself to us more completely. So I want you to really
turn on the charm with her, but to tease her a bit as well. The idea
is to get her so hot she'll do anything", I explained.
"I could wear something more revealing, like the little satin
gown, or maybe the cut-off's and a halter top if you liked."
"No, you'll not have the dress on long anyway, but her seeing
you in it will remind her of how you ate her in the ladies room and
will have an immediate warming effect on her young pussy. Just be
very, very loose in the way you cross and uncross your legs and touch
yourself in sexy ways letting her see your hands caressing your own
body. You might also talk to her about our relationship some and
tell her with delight some of the things that I make you do. Just
making her sit there in front of us while we talk about very explicit
sexual things will open her up quickly."
"You know, she really has a delightful pussy....its so young
looking. She has blonde hair there too, and its very thin. Its
almost bare once you get down to her pussy lips. And wait until you
see her legs! Ohhh, I wish she would hurry and get here!"
I sent Monica in to change clothes and not long after she had
finished and had returned to join me in the living room the doorbell
rang. All three of us chuckled when we saw what Michelle was
wearing. Remembering the dress that Monica had been wearing at the
restaurant, Michelle had worn one almost identical to it. If they
had been more alike physically they could have passed for twins in
their white dresses and high heels.
Monica introduced us and we led Michelle into the living room.
She was a striking young lady. Her hair was shoulder length and worn
straight with bangs. It was a natural blonde, and had that lovely
color and sheen that so many men are crazy about. She was a tall
girl, slightly over 5'8" tall and had long trim legs which were
perfectly proportioned. Her ass had been the part that I had noticed
first at the restaurant and it was indeed a nice one, but as I looked
at her in the white dress I found her over-all figure very
appealing. Her breasts were not particularly large, but they were
also not too small. Something between a b and a c cup, but very pert
and firm.
I sat in the chair across from the couch and watched as the two
"twins" sat on the couch turned toward each other. Monica had bent
her inside leg and was sitting with her ankle under her outside leg
so that they were wide open. With the dress unbuttoned most of the
way from the bottom the tops of her thighs were very exposed, and I
knew that if she took her hand from her lap Michelle would be able to
see Monica's pussy. She had an excellent view of her stocking tops
and garters as it was.
Michelle sat more demurely, but her dress was also unbuttoned
several buttons, and I could almost see the tops of her stockings as
well. I'm sure Monica could see much more. She reached forward and
laid her hand on Michelle's knee as she spoke warmly to her.
"You're so adorable, Michelle...I'm really glad you could come
over. My MASTER and I felt it took forever for us to eat supper."
"Do you always call him MASTER?", Michelle asked her with a
nervous smile, glancing over at me and then back to Monica.
"Well, not always, of course...but he is my MASTER, and I like
to call him that. You know I haven't always enjoyed women...he
helped me learn to like having sex with women, and I'm very
grateful."
"How did he help you learn to like women?"
"Perhaps I should answer that one, Michelle", I said. "You see
Monica discovered that she has a very submissive nature in terms of
her sexual interests. She was never able to give herself the freedom
to do and think and be what she really wanted to, and her former
husband was very conservative sexually and domineering in every area
of her life except the area of sex where he was mostly non-involved.
Once she began allowing me to decide what things she would do
sexually, she began to discover that there were alot of hidden
fantasies which didn't really have to always be fantasies any more.
At first those hidden fantasies were the things we concentrated on;
sex with two men, sex with several men, sex in semi-public settings,
those kinds of things. As she began to discover the joy that could
be hers by submitting to me she was then able to relax enough to
allow me to encourage her to fantasize about new things as well.
I've spent many, many hours talking to her about watching her with
other women and requiring her to talk to me about what she would do
with another woman while she masturbated me. I've made her read
novels about bi-women and made her look at pictures of naked women
while I ate her, and made her watch movies with women having sex with
other women while I fingered her or ate her. Its been a learning
process for her, but one which she has handled really well."
Michelle had listened intently as I had answered her question,
only partially distracted by Monica's hand which was rubbing her leg
seductively.
"Have you had sex with many women, Michelle?", Monica asked.
"Only three or four actually, and they have all been in the last
three years. My first time was with my dad's girlfriend. He's a
paramedic and is often on call. One night when she was over visiting
he had to answer an emergency call and we were left there alone. I'd
had a fight with my boyfriend and she was consoling me. One thing
led to another and before I knew it we were kissing. It was kinda
strange making it with my dad's girlfriend, but we handled it well
until they broke up. He still doesn't know to this day that there
was anything going on between us. The other girls have been friends
I've met since I've been going to college."
Monica's hand had now crept up under Michelle's dress and was
rubbing the inside of her thigh above the top of her stockings. As
she had spoken Monica had continued to lean closer to her and as I
watched she placed her free hand behind Michelle's head and kissed
her deeply on the mouth. Michelle returned the kiss eagerly and
reached out to caress Monica's breasts through her dress.
Michelle let her kisses run along Monica's neck, working her way
ever lower. As she did Monica glanced over at me and I motioned for
her to slid Michelle's dress up higher. I wanted to see more of
those long legs. She went one better. Moving her hands to
Michelle's lap she began unbuttoning the dress and didn't stop until
it was completely open. She met no resistance at all from the young
blonde and I watched excitedly as Monica spread the dress open
allowing me to see all of Michelles body. She slid it off of
Michelles shoulders letting it fall behind her on the couch.
Unlike Monica, who was not wearing any underclothes at all other
than the garter belt, Michelle had a lacy white bra and a matching
pair of bikini panties which she had knowingly worn on the outside of
her garter belt. Monica kissed her way down to the swell of
Michelle's tits, and reached behind her to unhook the bra.
Michelle was busy now unbuttoning Monica's dress and had spread
her legs open wide. I could see the crotch of her tight little
panties and could tell that she was quite wet already. Before she
could finish unbuttoning the dress Monica suddenly got up and moved
over to me, asking me to finish taking the dress off.
"Master...strip me for Michelle, please. I want her to watch
you bare my slut body for her. Please show her my naked tits and my
bare slut cunt."
Rising and standing behind Monica I reached around and finished
unbuttoning the dress, sliding it off of her and letting it drop to
the floor. Monica had wisely realized that Michelle would have to
sit nearly naked and exposed in front of both of us as I stripped
her. When the dress had been removed, I moved my hands to Monica's
breasts and cupped them, offering them to Michelle. Then letting my
hands move down to her crotch, I reached in with both hands and
pulled her cunt lips down and out, showing Michelle Monica's now wet
fuck hole. Michelle began to rub the front of her panties as she
watched in an almost trance-like state.
"Ohhhh, MASTER...it feels so good for you to touch me there!
Kissing Michelle has made me so hot!", Monica moaned.
"What do you want, Monica...tell your MASTER what you want", I
teased.
"I want to eat her pussy, MASTER. I want to lick it and kiss it
and suck her juice into my mouth!!...Please...may I eat her now?"
"Do you want Monica to kiss your pussy, Michelle?", I asked.
Michelle at first just nodded as her hand moved more rapidly
over her pantied crotch. When I said nothing further she finally
responded quietly, "Yes, I do."
I watched Michelle swallow hard as she rubbed her crotch
insistently, her eyes glued on Monica's nude body which was displayed
to her. I began fingering Monica's pussy and pinching her nipple
with my other hand.
"Show me your sweet pussy, Michelle", Monica whispered across
the room hotly, as my fingers moved in and out of her.
Michelle closed her eyes and her head rolled back slightly at
the request Monica had made. Then opening her eyes once more she
reached down and slid the tiny panties off her bottom and down her
incredibly sexy legs. Spreading the legs wide open she took her lips
in her fingers and pulled them apart allowing us both to look at her
open cunt.
Monica moaned and hunched her hips against my hand. "Ohhhh,
MASTER...her cunt is so pretty! I neeeeeed to lick my tongue up and
down her soft wet lips...Pleeeeease let me kiss her pussy, MASTER."
"Are you sure you want Monica's mouth on your cunt, Michelle?",
I asked again.
"Yesss, I do!", she replied quickly and firmly this time as she
rubbed her clit hard now, her pussy openly displayed.
"Yes, I do what, Michelle?", I teased.
"Yes, I do want her to kiss my pussy, sir!", she replied.
"Put two fingers in your hole, Michelle", I demanded.
"Yesss, sir", she replied weakly and slid two fingers deep into
her pussy.
"Look at Michelle fingering her pussy, Monica. She is very sexy
when she masturbates, isn't she?" I slid another finger into
Monica's now dripping pussy as I waited for her response.
"MASTER!!...Please, oh please let me eat her!!...she said she
wanted me to..you heard her...Please, let me kiss her wet
pussy...look how it glistens with her juices!!", Monica pleaded.
"Yes, but Michelle keeps calling me sir, Monica. I'm not a sir,
am I? Is that what I am, Monica...a sir?"
"Noooo, you're a MASTER!! If she calls you MASTER will you let
me eat her?...Pleasssse????"
"Well, I can't be her MASTER though Monica...you trembling
little bi-slut whore, unless she is a slave-slut, now can I? Is she
a slave-slut, Monica?", I asked lewdly, as I fucked my fingers harder
in and out of her hot cunt.
Michelle was fingering her cunt furiously now. I knew that we
were working her up to the desired state and wanted to milk it for
all it was worth.
"I think she is, MASTER...."
"You THINK she is?", I interrupted rudely, "you think? What
kind of answer is that, Monica? Why don't you ask her to tell you,
Monica, and then maybe you will know!"
"Ohhhhh Gawd, Michelle!!!...Pleasssse tell him you're a slave-
slut!!..please do!..I need to taste your cunt juice in my mouth so
baaaaaad!!!"
Michelle swallowed hard once more, her eyes now glazed over with
passion as her fingers flew in and out of her fuck hole. She opened
her mouth and then closed it and then opened it again.
"Yessssss, Yessssss, yesssssss...I'm a slave-slut...I'm ...I'm a
slave-slut...I'm YOUR slave-slut...I'm your bi-slave slut MASTER!!!!!
Now can she eat my hot pussy, Pleeeeeeeeease??????" Michelle was
beside herself with need now, and it showed all over her body. Her
thighs were now wet with her juices and her nipples stood out firmly
on her rising and falling breasts.
Taking my fingers and rubbing the juice which covered them on
Monica's face I whispered hotly to her, "Now...eat the slave-slut,
Monica....eat her until she comes all over your face!!"
Monica quickly knelt between Michelle's nylon clad legs and
stuck her tongue straight into the hungry fuck hole which was already
so wet and hungry for her touch. As she licked at the young girl's
pussy she reached back between her legs and began fingering her hole
furiously.
I had grown incredibly hard during the teasing of my two sluts
and the sight of Monica's up-raised ass and her busy fingers was an
open invitation to me. Quickly sliding out of my clothes, I moved
behind her and knelt, rubbing the head of my thick fuck meat up and
down her dripping wet slit. I stared straight into Michelle's eyes
as I fucked Monica doggy-style, and reached forward to pull at her
rock hard nipples.
Michelle's head began swinging back and forth, her blonde hair
flying as it did so. Her orgasm hit her strongly and quickly as I
pinched her long nipples hard and as Monica sucked on her clit with
fervor.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!!!!!Ohhhh!!Gaaawwwwddddd!!!Unggggggggghhh!!!!", she
screamed wildly as she came. "Yessssss!!!!!Yesssssss!!!!, Ohhhhh
Yesssssssss!!!!"
The animalistic passion exhibited by the young blonde drove
Monica and I both over the edge and our own grunts and moans soon
joined Michelle's in a climactic chorus.
Finally we were all spent and Monica fell onto Michelle's body
holding her tightly in her arms. I sat beside them on the couch,
stroking their hair alternately with my hand and smiling at them.
"You did well, Michelle", I said quietly.
"I've never, ever, experienced anything like that before!", she
said earnestly. "I didn't know I was capable of feeling such extreme
passion! The way you made me beg for her to eat me!!...Ohhhhhh, you
are a MASTER!!! Thank you both so very much!"
Monica looked up at her and smiled, dropping her head back to
her belly and kissing her flat stomach tenderly as she continued to
lay with her head in her lap.
"Michelle, you needn't thank us...it was our pleasure to share
our passion with you. I know we both hope that you'll let us
continue to help you discover more and more about what excites you."
All three of us slept especially well that night. Monica and I
both knew that we had a new friend who would be our friend for many
days to come. Michelle knew that she had opened herself up to more
passion and excitement than she ever expected existed before and that
she now was indeed a slave-slut who both needed and had a MASTER.