I had a feeling fulfilling this fantasy would be quite easy in my home. As I got older it was clear to mom and dad what kind of person I was. Nearing ...my eighteenth birthday it was getting clearer to them that mom was also subservient to me, not just daddy. I think they encouraged it, because mom never seemed to put up a fight when I ordered her to do something for me. Daddy would just encourage me each time I did, saying things like “That’s my girl” or “You tell her Kylie”. Telling mom what to. I was not looking forward to it. I have been to enough in my time and they usually land up with the boys on one side and the girls on the other, the sum total of human interaction being texting each other. Still I made my appearance and have spent the evening avoiding bumping into people having my feet trod on and drink to much Cola. Oh yes, a number of visits to the toilet, gross, at this sort of do they reek of testosterone and body spray. I was just thinking of leaving when I spot this girl.. She sat down between them, placing a hand on each mans thigh, slowly rubbing up and down their leg. Each rub moving further and further up. Shortly each man is groping her breasts through her shirt and bra, feeling her nipples hardening to their touch. Her hands moved to the hard cocks growing in their pants. Feeling them grow in response to her, stroking them slowly through the material. The guys wanted more and start to lift her shirt and help with her bra, the coolness of the air across her. Coming to the story, after I posted , I got a lot of replies. Half of them were guys asking for the phone number of the lady and the other half were trying to pretend that they were women in order to extract the details of the woman. (Trust me guys, it doesn’t work)One day, I got a message in hangouts from a user named Pinky (that’s not her real name). At first, I thought it was a guy who was pretending to be a woman. Then we had a conversation where she told that she is 31 years old and she is.