Dear Master (7 page)

Once she’d come, I got back to my feet and began tugging at my own little dress. She helped me out of it, Master, and I shivered with excitement as I stepped out of my panties and bra too, now completely naked. The dyke did the same, and I felt my nipples stiffening from the combination of excitement and the cool air of her expensively furnished apartment.

She kissed me hard, her hands on my breasts now, teasing the pleasure out of the stiff buds of my nipples and I kissed her back, my tongue exploring her mouth. She was in control of the situation and I did whatever she wanted me to. She led me back to the couch and we fell onto it, kissing and wriggling, the touch our naked flesh causing fresh waves of tingles to course through my body.

“Turn around,” she murmured between kisses, pushing me up and off her.

So I got up onto my hands and knees and faced away from her, my back arched, my butt in the air, wondering what would happen next. I heard her kneel behind me, and I felt her warm hands parting my buttocks. Then with a shiver I felt her hot wet tongue touch very gently against my asshole. As the dyke’s tongue ran in delicious, tantalizing circles around it, I moaned with pleasure, feeling her push her tongue all the way into my ass, fucking me gently with her mouth.

I closed my eyes, lost in the moment, as I ground my willing ass back into her face.

Then her mouth moved down, her tongue flicking over my swollen, yearning pussy lips before coming to rest on my engorged clit. She sucked it into her mouth and I cried out in pleasure as she began to work her tongue in fast circles around it, increasing the trembling, orgasmic feeling that was building up in my tummy. 

I thrust myself back towards her, Master, riding her face and in response she sucked and lapped even harder at my clit, also slipping first one then two fingers into my tight little cunt.

Just as I was almost on the brink of orgasm, she stopped, and I turned around, falling onto my back on the couch and looking between my splayed legs. She was kneeling on the floor, working her own pussy now, too, frantically toying with her swollen pink clit, and her eyes were burning with lust as she looked on at my naked body.

I felt so horny, Master. My nipples were standing out from my small breasts in dark, rock hard little buds and I locked eyes with the dyke and began playing with myself, both of us gazing deep into each other’s eyes as we masturbated, just inches from each other, me lying back on the couch and her kneeling down on the floor in front of me, both of us gasping and panting now as we brought ourselves off.

She came first, her mouth opening and her eyes closing for a brief moment as the shudders of pleasure crashed through her. I came a moment later, feeling my pussy clench as the orgasm hit.

After we’d both come, I felt a little sheepish and embarrassed, Master, and she asked me if I wanted to stay the night but I declined, telling her that I had to be in work early. I let her call me a taxi.

It’s the next morning as I write this master, and I feel both excited and also strangely a little ashamed of myself. I so badly want to be the slut you want me to be. I hope I am. Oh, I can’t wait for you to fuck me again, Master. I hope it’s soon. That’s all I think about. I am yours master. I am yours completely. Tell me I am being a good little slut for you. Email soon. I can’t wait to hear from you.

Slut

You must be patient. Don’t worry. I shall fuck you soon enough. But I am afraid I
still
don’t think you’re quite ready for all that I’ve got planned for you. So you’ve tasted cunt now. Very good. But now I want you to go even further. I want you to give your young body up - to let yourself get fucked by
two guys
at the same time, to have both your mouth and cunt stuffed with hard cock.

Do you understand what I’m saying?

I want you to be used.

I want you to to let yourself get fucked simultaneously by two boys
, Slut, and then tell me all about it. Tell me every single juicy detail. Tell me exactly how much you enjoy it. Tell me exactly how it makes you feel. Tell me how soaking wet it gets you …

I eagerly await your next email.

Master

Thank you for your latest assignment, and for giving me yet another chance to prove myself to be the horny little slut I’m so desperate to be for you. I do so hope you will enjoy what I’m about to tell you, Master. And as always I promise I will try my hardest to include every single last little detail and to leave nothing whatsoever out of my account. I want nothing more than to get your big sexy cock hard with what I’m about to tell you, Master. Okay, here goes …

Well, for this week’s assignment, I knew it would be a little harder to find two guys who would be willing to fuck me at the same time. It seemed to risky just to go out to some bar and hope for the best. I thought about asking Steve, that asshole at my work, if he had any horny buddies, but I just couldn’t quite face talking to him. So in the end I decided to use the exact same tool that originally led me to you in the first place: the internet.

Did you see the advert I posted perhaps, Master? Because I posted it on the very same classifieds website that I first saw your advert on, the advert that has changed everything.

Well, anyway, I simply put down my age and that I was a horny slut looking for two boys to fuck me at the same time. And then I waited. Well, pretty soon the emails came flooding in, and there were a couple of interesting sounding choices amongst all the crap and the time wasters, but as soon as I saw James’s email I knew I was onto a winner.

’Brothers’ the subject line read.

And his email went on to tell me that he and his twin brother, Adam, had had lots of experience fucking girls together, that it was their absolute favorite thing to do, and that they could 100% guarantee me a good time.

He asked for a recent photo of me, Master, and attached one of his cock, too. And when I saw it - that long, thick, glistening tool  - I just knew that I was making the right choice.

I took a whole set of photos of myself using my laptop, posing in all sorts of ways, even using my new toys a little, and I sent them off to James and got a quick, eager reply. He said I had a smoking hot body and that he and Adam were both free to come over to my place (or I could come to theirs) on this coming Friday night.

So I arranged to go to theirs. They lived in a large apartment building on the upper East side, a nice neighborhood, and I remember feeling both nervous and excited as I rang the doorbell and James answered, smiling warmly and inviting me in as if we were all about to do something wholesome together like have dinner or watch a movie.

He just looked like any regular guy in his twenties - clean shaven, with broad shoulders and nice big white teeth and a muscular physique, visible beneath his baggy sweatpants and tight-fitting vest top. He led me through to the living room and his brother, Adam, stood up to greet me. They both looked pretty similar. Clean-cut, nice boys. It was hard to believe that they had done the things they said about in their emails, Master.

“Take a seat,” Adam said to me, smiling, and I sat nervously on the couch, my heart hammering now.

Pretty soon they’d both come over to join me on the couch and sat down either side of me.

There was an awkward, nervous tension in the room. 

It was obvious that we were all thinking about what was about to happen next. The lights were turned down low, and there was soft sexy music playing on the stereo, and I felt Adam slowly shift a little towards me on the couch. I took a deep breath, thinking
here goes nothing
, then turned to him and kissed him, my tongue eagerly exploring his mouth, my hands moving into his thick, dark blonde hair.

And as we kissed, I felt James’s hot fingers gently brush against my knee too, then trace their way up my thigh.

I knew exactly what he was insinuating, Master, and in response I parted my thighs, feeling his hand move eagerly to the warm yearning place between my legs.

Still kissing Adam hard, I felt James touch my clit softly through my silky panties, and I moaned and pushed myself hard against him. Meanwhile, Adam was cupping my small left breast in his palm, his fingertips gently kneading the tender stiffening point of my nipple beneath the flimsy elastic of my top.

I sighed again, pulling away from Adam and turning to James now, who eagerly kissed me. I felt his fingers tugging my thong to the side, his fingertips working my throbbing clit as his tongue slipped fully into my mouth, while Adam gently scooped my small, tender breast free from my vest, leaning down towards it, taking my now rock-hard nipple into his mouth, his tongue flicking deliciously over it as I continued to kiss James.

I’d never known anything like the feeling of being on that couch between them then - the feeling of having
two boys
both completely focussed on pleasuring me, on exploring my body with their hands and mouths, on making me gasp and shudder and moan with delicious expectation. But I wanted them to be harder with me, Master. I wanted them to use me. To fuck me and think only of
their
pleasure. 

Before I even knew what I was doing, I found I had pulled away from James’s kiss and lowered my head towards his lap, my fingers now urgently fumbling with his pants just knowing that I had to have him in my mouth. He helped me out, tugging down his sweatpants and lifting himself up a little to slide his cotton boxer shorts down over his muscular tanned thighs. I caught a quick glimpse of his cock: thick and long and a perfect pink, his balls tight and shaved, the head a delicious pearly purple.

With a gasp I lowered my mouth towards it, feeling a shiver of electricity as I took him in my mouth, my fingers closing around his hot, pulsing shaft and massaging his swollen balls as he began to shift his hips, groaning with pleasure as he slid himself slowly in and out of my mouth.

Adam, meanwhile, was still playing with my tingling nipples, pinching and kneading them until they were rock hard and puckered.

I pumped James’s thick hot shaft with my fist as I sucked on his velvety smooth, pulsing cock head. He groaned again and I felt him grow a little more in my mouth, becoming deliciously hard. And as I circled my tongue around the tip of his dick, I tasted the sweet saltiness of his precum.

Next I felt Adam’s hands on my buttocks, pulling me up from the couch. I shifted eagerly onto my knees, my head still in James’s lap, his cock still throbbing in my mouth, my lips clamped tightly around it as I sucked, while behind me I felt Adam begin to stroke my ass. I arched my back and thrust myself into the air, feeling the shivers of excitement as he tugged up my skirt, then ran his fingers once more over the gusset of my thong, this time moving up and between my buttocks. He tugged my thong down then leant in and - while I continued to suck on James - I felt Adam begin to lick and nuzzle at my cunt from behind, his eager tongue lapping at my shaved, swollen pussy lips.

I groaned with delight, my mouth still stuffed with James’s meaty cock and I began to suck and pump it in earnest, wanting to give him just as much pleasure with my mouth as Adam was giving me with his.

As Adam tongued my cunt, he began working two fingers softly and sensuously inside my hole while his other hand began flicking my swollen throbbing clit in tight little circles.

A muffled whimper escaped my lips and I felt my body buck involuntarily as Adam’s hands coaxed shockwaves of pleasure from my pussy.

I grunted again, feeling James’s thick cock swelling and pulsing against my tongue, while behind me Adam was rhythmically fucking my cunt with his tongue and fingers.