From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Allison (FMM, femdom)
Date: 20 Sep 1996 19:59:23 GMT

			       Allison

	I am a dominant woman. It took me a long time to figure it
out, but I attract, and am attracted to, both men and women. I love to
control the action in the bedroom, and am finding more and more lovers
of both sexes that are willing to play along.

	I stand at 5'6", and have a 37-25-38 figure to go nicely with
the natural blond hair that falls just short of my shoulders. I would
like to share one of my best adventures with you.

	I was feeling particularly horny one night, and dressed in
what I like to call "biker-bitch" style. Spandex pants in a leopard
skin pattern that are so tight I used to be afraid they'd split open,
a leather corset top that laced in the front and left the shoulders
bare, and a leather Chauffeur's hat. Spike heel boots were the only
other article of clothing I wore. Because of the revealing fit and cut
of my clothes, I'd decided not to wear any underwear at all that
night. Putting a dab of perfume behind my ear I headed out the door
for the hunt.

	I moved across the dance floor of my favorite club like a
demon, letting my movements speak for me as I brushed against several
people of both sexes to see their reaction. I got some good vibes from
one good-looking young couple, and followed them to their table when
the dance was finished.

	Paul and Allison were both young and obviously married. It was
easy to see that they were still excited by each other, and they were
both looking around as if interested in others as well. I flounced
down across from them, saying, "Buy me a drink." As we sat there, I
planned how I could get them both to share my bed. Allison would be
easy; all I would have to do would be to follow her into the powder
room...

	But Paul was another matter. Thinking quickly, I pulled my
corset further down, exposing more and more of my firm breasts until I
had his attention. I knew just what he was looking at; my hard nipples
pushing through the thin glove-leather and the swell of my bosom
straining against the restriction of the thong-laced top. But I had to
figure out a way for him to lose his fear of his wife's reaction.

	My chance came when Allison excused herself to go to the
powder room. I said that I'd join her, and we left Paul adjusting his
trousers and trying to hide his hard-on.

	I followed Allison into bathroom and we did our business. Then
I stood behind her at the mirror while we adjusted our clothes and saw
her glance nervously at my reflection. I am usually pretty good at
knowing just the right time to do these things, and this time was no
exception. With my left hand I pulled her dark hair back over her
shoulder, then let my hand rest there touching the side of her neck.
"Your husband is a lucky guy, Allison. You are a gorgeous lady."

	Allison blushed and looked down, just as I figured. She leaned
over the sink to turn on the tap and I rubbed her bottom through her
tight jeans. She turned around very quickly and, before she could say
anything, I backed her into the sink and kissed her. After the initial
surprised reaction she responded intuitively.

	By the time we broke for air, I'd already moved my hand to cup
her warm breast through the material of her sweater. "Do you want me
to stop?", I asked her in mid-kiss.

	"What about Paul?" she asked. "Leave him to me," I answered
confidently.

	Giving her firm fanny a final pat we went out to rejoin Paul.
I buttonholed him at once, "Why don't you ask me to dance, Paul." It
was a slow dance, which was just what I wanted. While we danced, I
rubbed my mound against him so much that he got even harder than
before. I grabbed his buns to pull him tighter and said in his ear, "I
want to take you home and fuck you. I know you've been thinking about
it."

	"God, I wish," he said, "but Allison... " It was then that I
told him about what went on in the powder room and he agreed,
startled. "Let's get her and get out of here," I told him. By then he
was so horny that I knew he'd do whatever I wanted.

	When on the hunt, I always took a cab. That way I could ride
with the prey and not give them a chance to think about it. At my
house, I broke out a bottle of wine and some good grass to regain the
mood that had been lost during the drive. I sat on the couch between
them as we passed a joint back and forth, playing a little game I like
to play. Just as Allison would take a deep toke of the J, I would kiss
her long and deep so that she couldn't let the smoke out for a while.
Then I would repeat the procedure on Paul. This had them both very
high and very horny in no time.

	I stood and undressed slowly, knowing that if you make a strip
seem too businesslike the mood is lost; then suggested that they both
do the same. While Paul undressed I embraced and kissed Allison,
whispering into her ear, "Have you ever tied Paul up?" She shook her
head. "Let's give it a try." And I moved to keep Paul interested as
his wife undressed down to her underwear. He was displaying his adorer
with a very nice erection and I grabbed it to lead him into my
"dungeon".

	The room is lined with drawers in which I keep all my
equipment. I find that if you leave it on display you scare some folks
away out of fear. The only thing I can't hide is the large X-shaped
bondage rack at one corner of the room. The whole floor is thickly
carpeted, and there are many pillows and feather tickings lying around
to make it seem soft.

	I pulled Paul by his hard cock to the table where Allison and
I bound him with the wide leather cuffs chained to the four corners.
He wasn't fighting it at all, and I got the impression that he was
getting into it. I fastened all the other straps around his middle,
neck, arms and legs.

	Then it was time to pay attention to Allison. I embraced her
once again and, after a while, she wrapped her arms behind me and
responded with her kiss. I could hardly wait to see and touch the rest
of her pale white body, so I reached behind her and unsnapped her bra,
helping her out of it. Rubbing her pussy through her plain white
panties was getting her very hot, and she was panting into my mouth
with her eyes closed.

	"Paul needs some attention, dear," I said. "Why don't you take
care of him?" Just as I'd planned, she knelt to take his beautiful
cock in her mouth. I straddled his head and sat on his face. I was
thrilled by the feel of his head clamped between my thighs, and his
tongue swept up into me without any hesitation at all. Between
breaths, I told his wife not to let him cum.

	"Good, Paul. Suck my pussy while your wife sucks your cock.
That's... oh... you do a pretty fair job, lover." I decided that it
wasn't fair that Allison was getting all of that gorgeous dick and
told her to change places with me. I watched her lower her cunt to his
lips and seal to his face while I squatted over her husband's cock and
sank to impale myself on it.

	His hard shaft felt so good pulsing inside me that I wanted to
stay there forever, but I knew that he was close to coming and lifted
myself from him just in time. I picked up her panties and started to
jack him off with them while he ate his wife. Allison was oblivious to
the world, with her head thrown back and her hands on his chest for
support. He was doing her right.

	Just as I knew he would, Paul started grunting and shot his
first load of the evening all over his wife's panties just as Allison
opened her eyes to see what was making her stud cum like that.
Wanting to make the evening last, I asked Allison to move away from
him. Carefully wiping every trace of sperm from him with the little
garment, I shoved the cum-soaked panties into his mouth, then pulled a
bondage hood over his head to hold it in, buckling the straps. He
could not see, and was forced to suck on his jizm while I took Allison
off to the other side of the room.

	She was quivering with fear and excitement at the same time,
and I held and caressed her, asking if she wanted me to stop. But
before she could answer I pulled her in for a deep soul kiss.

	She protested weakly, saying "I've never done this before." I
reassured her. "I promise that I'll do nothing to hurt you two." I
stroked her body, bringing her hands up in mine to stroke my breasts.
She sighed and kissed the top of each of my titties before sucking my
left nipple into her mouth. I encouraged her with word and motion.
"Good, baby. Just like you like Paul to do to you."

	I lightly touched one finger to her pussy and she gasped a
little "Oh". I said, "I'm gonna make you come like never before, but I
want your tongue in me before I do it." I pushed her head down to my
pussy. With almost no hesitation, she worked on me with her gentle
tongue. She paused periodically to look up at me, making sure she was
doing what I wanted. She looked so sexy with her face buried in my
pussy that I came twice before I let her stop.

	I turned her over and moved her to hands and knees, then went
to the cupboard to get a special toy of mine. It is a leather harness,
very tight, with a dildo both inside and outside. I had her go over
and kneel to suck on her husband who was still blindfolded and gagged.

	Sliding the inner dildo into my own wet cunt, I buckled on the
harness and watched the outer dong spring to attention. I positioned
myself behind Allison's pert behind as it waved around at me, her
glistening pussy inviting me to give her the orgasm that she had yet
been denied. I pushed my "cock" into her and grabbed a double handful
of her ass for leverage as I started to fuck her.

	Paul knew he was being sucked, but he had no way of knowing
what I was doing to his wife as she sucked him faster and faster,
moaning. It didn't take long before he was ready to cum again. I
could tell when he came because Allison wanted to pull away; but I
said, "Stay where you are."

	Shortly thereafter he shot into her mouth and I instructed her
to stay and swallow it. She did, and it seemed to trigger her own
climax. She came hard as I continued to fuck her; looking down to see
her soft pussy muscles clasping on the rubber dong that slid in and
out of her in time to her moans.

	It didn't take long to get them to agree to come over again
some time, but it wasn't until the following Saturday night that we
could make it happen.

	I'd planned a night with a male friend. To get ready, I tied
Paul again to the "x" and sixty-nined him for a while. This time I
attached a head brace that held his head motionless. My boyfriend came
in and disrobed. Far from in any position to stop, Paul continued.
Peter came over and tilted my pussy from Paul's face and started
fucking me; his balls grazing over his face. My juices dripped onto
his face and he started licking my clit while Peter fucked me and I
sucked Paul - as I'd planned.

	Every once in a while Peter pulled out too far and his dick
popped out to drop onto Paul's face. This just gave him a few seconds
to eat my wet hole. Peter pulled out, and I turned around and sat on
Paul's cock facing him. Peter moved the headrest under Paul's neck to
tilt his head back and pushed his cock into Paul's mouth.

	As I'd planned, Paul was so pleased by my humping and was so
out if it with crotch pleasure that he just started sucking Peter.
Peter came in his mouth, making sure that he didn't pull out while I
urged Paul on and wanted him to swallow it. Swallowing Peter's jizm
triggers Paul's orgasm, and he shot up into me.

	I hadn't had enough, and scooted up to sit on his chest;
pulling his head up to eat my cum-soaked pussy. He licked me clean and
I finally came. We discussed how good it was before we let him up.