Zavier Ziemba held the diner door open for Yasmine. He had just met her and he was enamored. She was probably about twenty years younger than he and he wasn’t totally sure if it was moral for him to be courting her. He just decided he didn’t care. They had taken separate cars to the diner but they were parked next to each other.
“Can I see you again?” he asked. He felt like he should be more aggressive but for some reason, he was holding back.
“You can see me now,” she said.
“Ha, ha,” his voice was dripping with sarcasm.
“No, I mean, we can go somewhere now.”
“Now?” he asked, his voice cracking. He was far more nervous than he expected to be.
“Now,” she confirmed.
“I could do now.”
“Follow me home,” she said. She was directing him, not asking him and he was complying easily. He liked a woman who could take charge so it was working well for him.
“Sure,” he said and they got in their cars. Thirty minutes later, they were settled in her apartment and she was obviously getting frisky. They had barely met, but sitting side by side on her couch, her hand was on his thigh. He gently mimicked her movements by placing his hand on her thigh but he didn’t know if it was safe to explore or not so he didn’t. He just rested it there and waited for her to do something. And something she did!
While he sat there, she suddenly moved and climbed on top of him, her skirt fluttering to the sides as she lowered herself onto his lap. He knew he was getting hard and he blushed with embarrassment.
She kissed him then and he felt her tongue press into his mouth. He opened his mouth willingly to her and she nipped at his lower lip. He groaned and she did it again. When she broke their kiss, she was stripping her shirt off and he was placing his hands on her hips. She tossed her shirt aside and her bra quickly followed it. Her nipples were right at his eye level and he nibbled on one softly. She was moaning quietly as he sucked. “Harder,” she groaned. He bit her harder and he could feel her hips gyrating on his lap. She was really getting worked up!
He repeated the motions on her other nipple until she was literally yelling. “Oh yeah, that’s right, bite me!” He was shocked at how loud and expressive she was. She had seemed so meek at the bar. He hadn’t even intended to pick her up for a date, or whatever this was. He just felt like she needed a friend. But now, she was definitely not acting shy or reserved at all. He wasn’t disappointed.
He used his hands to move her up and down on his lap, though he was still fully clothed. “Do you want me to take my pants off?” he asked, tentatively. She was certainly acting like it.
“Not yet,” she said whispered in his ear. She rocked against him some more, moaning, “Oh yeah, fuck yeah, I can’t wait for you to fuck me!”
He was staring up at her wide eyed. It was so hot that she was taking control like that. “Now?” he asked, even though it had only been a few seconds. He wanted to fuck her more and more every moment that passed.
“Not yet,” she teased. She moved up and down on him, rubbing her pussy against his crotch.
“Now?” he repeated.
“Not yet.” She winked. He whimpered. Then he heard the unmistakable sound of a door opening. From his vantage point, he could peer around Yasmine to see the door. “Oops!” Yasmine giggled.
“Oops?” he repeated dumbly. Yasmine turned around, but continued sitting on his lap. “Hi.”
“Hi,” the stranger said.
“Zavier, this is my roommate.”
“Hi.” Zavier said, dumbfounded. He vaguely realized that she hadn’t given him a name for her roommate.
“It looks like you two are busy,” the roommate said and Zavier could see a slight blush creep up her cheeks.
“Not too busy yet,” Yasmine replied.
Zavier’s head was spinning. What the hell did that mean?
“No?” the stranger questioned.
“You’re welcome to join us,” Yasmine replied, even though she hadn’t asked Zavier’s opinion. He didn’t mind though. He was still happy to have her take charge and this new development hadn’t changed anything. This woman was unique and uncommonly beautiful. Her hair was bright blue and he loved it.
“Well, maybe I will then,” the woman replied and she set her purse down, slipped her shoes off, and left both by the door. She slipped her shirt over her head and tossed it to the side. She wiggled out of her pants and they quickly followed her shirt in a crumpled pile. By then she had reached Yasmine, still sitting on Zavier’s lap. She kissed Yasmine then and Zavier felt his cock twitch. He didn’t have a great view, only really being able to see the back of Yasmine’s head, but it was hot to know that the two women were kissing right on his lap.
“Mmmm,” Yasmine said as their kiss broke. “I’m glad you’re home,” she murmured. “It was a pleasant surprise.”
“Well I certainly didn’t expect to come home to this,” she giggled.
“I’m sure not!” Yasmine was giggling, too. Zavier felt like he was back in high school. It was a stark reality to him of just how young these women must be.
“Can we talk?” The roommate asked Yasmine.
“Of course,” Yasmine replied and hopped up off of Zavier’s lap. “We’ll be back in a jiffy,” she said to Zavier. Then she leaned down and whispered in his ear. “While we’re gone, I want you to strip naked and kneel on the floor. It would make me really happy if you did.” She winked at him and the two women left the room.
Zavier sat on the couch stunned for a full minute before he moved. Then he realized that these beautiful young women wanted him. What was he waiting for!? He stood up off the couch and stripped naked. Then he knelt down on the floor. He hadn’t had a lot of experience subbing for women but he had had enough that he knew what to do. He had also enjoyed being in fetish clubs and observing. So he put his hands behind his back and lowered his head so he was looking at the floor.
It seemed like he had been ready for only seconds when the women walked back into the room. “Seems like someone is ready for us,” Yasmine crooned. “What a good boy!”
Zavier didn’t know how to respond, but he took a stab at it. “Yes, Ma’am.”
The other woman responded this time. “Wow, well trained.”
“Do you have any training?” the other woman asked.
“No, Ma’am, nothing formal.”
“Hm,” Yasmine grunted. “That’s okay. You won’t need a lot of training for one night anyway.”
One night? Was that all he was going to get? Well, if that was the case, he was going to live it up! “May I make a request?”
“Sure,” Yasmine said with a wave of her hand. “But I won’t take it if I don’t like it,” she whispered in his ear.
“Of course not,” he replied. “I have always been fascinated with zippers, the kind with clothes pins. Could we try that?”
“Sure.” She turned to her roommate. “Do you have clothes pins and rope?”
“Of course,” the other woman replied and she wandered off to one of the bedrooms. While she was gone, Yasmine dropped her skirt and panties so she was naked. She walked over to stand right in front of Zavier and she used a finger to lift his head to look up at her eyes.
“You’re amazingly compliant.”
“Yes, Ma’am,” he murmured.
“So, you will get what you requested, provided that you give us what we desire first.”
“Of course, Ma’am, what can I do for you?”
“Make me scream and yell,” Yasmine said with a wink.
Zavier blinked, trying to figure out how to make that happen. An orgasm would be good. He could lick her to orgasm, he was sure of it. “May I lick you,” he asked.
“Yes,” she replied. She sat down on the couch and he crawled over to position himself in front of her. He nuzzled between her legs and inhaled the sweet smell of her. She was completely shaved and he slipped his tongue along her slit. When he reached her clit, she groaned softly at first. As he placed his lips over her clit and sucked gently, she began to yell. “Oh god!” erupted from her lips. He licked more and sucked gently and she writhed beneath him, screaming and yelling. “Oh god yeah, suck me, oh god.”
He slipped one finger into her pussy and then another one, hooking them up to press at her sweet spot. Her hips began to really move beneath his mouth and then he could tell that she was about to orgasm. Her pussy squeezed around his fingers, her yelling got louder and less coherent, and her hips were thrusting faster and harder than ever.
When the orgasm washed over her, she became completely incoherent, yelling and rocking against him. He tried to hang on and keep his mouth over her clit and his fingers in her pussy but eventually she knocked him off.
“One down,” Yasmine said with a smile. “I got what I wanted. Now you better make sure she gets what she wants,” Yasmine said, nodding to her roommate.
“Yes, Ma’am.” He turned to the other woman and saw that her eyes were a blue that absolutely could not be natural. She must be wearing color changing contacts. “What can I do for you, Ma’am?” he asked. He lowered his eyes respectfully.
“Lick my ass,” she said with a confident voice. “Then fuck it.”
“Of course, Ma’am,” Zavier replied, a little breathless. He had never licked a woman’s ass before but he noticed his cock was twitching at the thought of it.
She got onto her knees on the couch so that her ass was up in the air and he got on his knees on the floor. He was tall enough that he could reach fine. He tentatively stuck his tongue out and made contact with her puckered ass hole. She tasted surprisingly sweet. He pressed into her gently with his tongue and she moaned. Her moan spurred him on to push deeper. Then he circled the little brown star with his tongue and sucked gently. She seemed to react more to the licking so he resumed that. After several minutes of him burying his tongue in her ass, she stopped him. “Fuck me.” It was all she needed to say. As he stood, his cock stood at attention with him. He added more spit to her ass and to his cock and slid between her ass cheeks. Pressing gently on her opening, the head of his cock slipped into her. He knew that it was always better to take anal slowly but this woman seemed to be no stranger to anal. He was desperate to be moving inside her, but his knees were weak from just the initial entry. He locked his knees and pushed deeper into her.
She moaned louder than before and he grunted as he felt her squeeze his cock. He began to fuck her, slowly at first, but as she moaned louder he moved faster. When she thrust back against him on one of his thrusts forward, he lost it and began to fuck her in earnest. He was hoping that he was going to earn the zipper he wanted but he was too lost in the moment to even care. This woman wanted him to fuck her in the ass and he wasn’t going to be shy about it. He could hear his balls smacking off of her skin as he fucked her quick and hard. She was panting and moaning and yelling. It was hot as hell and he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer.
“Ma’am, may I cum in your ass?” he asked.
“Yes,” she gasped out and he lost it. There was no self control left and he had been so close to orgasm as it was that he came immediately. He slowed his pace but managed a few more thrusts into her before he was unable to stand upright anymore. He collapsed against her and she pressed further into the couch as his cock shrank out of her.
The moment he was able, he pulled off of her and sat down heavily on the couch. “Thank you,” he said to both the women.
“You’re welcome, Yasmine answered. It was clear she was still in charge. When he looked up at her, he realized that she had been masturbating. He wasn’t sure if it was just the act that had gotten her going or if it was the fact that he had been making her roommate yell. Either way, she was clearly turned on. “That was hot,” she said, unnecessarily. Zavier didn’t know how to respond so he lowered his gaze and blushed. “Now you can have your wish,” Yasmine said.
“Get on your knees,” the other woman told him and he complied immediately. “Close your eyes.” He closed his eyes and listened intently as the women moved around the room. Then he felt the first pinch. It didn’t hurt as bad as he thought it would. The rope tickled a little as it dangled from the clothes pin that had been stuck to his stomach. A hand pinched some of his flesh a few inches from the first pin. He felt the sharp pinch of another pin. The women moved across his stomach and up to his chest. Both of his nipples were pinned and then the pins moved down to his side and onto his hip. He felt like they must be running out of areas fleshy enough to pinch when he felt one go on softening cock. He groaned but didn’t protest. A second one went on his cock and then two on his balls. He was whimpering now and wondering when the pinches would stop. One more went on each of his inner thighs and then he was told to open his eyes.
“How does that feel?” Yasmine asked.
“It hurts,” he said.
“In a good way?” the other woman asked hopefully.
“Yes,” he gasped out but he wasn’t entirely sure it was good.
“Are you ready for me to pull them?” Yasmine was standing in front of him with the end of the rope in her hand. When she tugged on the rope, it would pull the clothes pins off and he knew it would be painful. From what he understood, there would be the pain of the clothes pin snapping off and there would be the pain of blood rushing back to the area that had been pinched off. He was apprehensive, particularly with their placement, but he also noticed that the pins on his cock were getting more uncomfortable as he began to harden again. It was too soon for him to get really hard but it had been long enough that he was getting semi-hard at least.
“Yes, Ma’am,” he said, even though he wasn’t sure he was. There was no backing out now.
“Would you like to do the honors?” Yasmine asked her friend.
“Let’s do it together.”
“Excellent idea.” The two women took hold of the rope together and counted. “One,” pause. Tension. “Two,” pause. Zavier sucked in air. “Three.” The ripping of the cord was as terrible and as great as he had imagined. The pins didn’t come off in one smooth motion. Some of them had be pulled harder or at a different angle. The ones coming off of his balls hurt the worst but his nipples were pretty bad. By the time they got to the ones on his stomach he was practically numb to the pain. “What did you think?” Yasmine asked.
“It was great. Let’s do it again.”
Yasmine smiled and the other woman laughed. “By the way, I don’t think we really met.”
“No, not really. All I know is you’re beautiful and you’re Yasmine’s roommate.”
She extended her hand to him to shake in greeting. “It’s nice to meet you. My name is Adalene.”