Her guard slowly came down, and now she focused on us; first on Max, whom she devoured with her eyes, then me. She bit her lower lip, and gently trace...d the outline of her large breast with her right index finger. After a couple more beers, I noticed she was grinding the barstool. “Hon, you want to dance with Max?” “Oh no, I couldn’t.” “Don’t worry about it babe, I won’t be mad.” “OK.” I looked at Max and nodded my. When I was 16, in spite of my shyness and not being in anyway incrediblyattractive, I somehow landed myself a girlfriend 2 years older than me. Iwas quite short for a boy then, around 5'7 and very slim having not yetdeveloped much muscle. I had shoulder length brown hair and bright greeneyes and I simply couldn't believe my luck in getting this girl. She wascalled Jess, a beautiful redhead with a body to die for and an appetite forsex even my youthful virility could hardly satisfy - not that we. Jay’s thrusts were getting harder and faster as Ann gasped and moaned with each one. Jay held herself up on her arms looking down at Ann as she continued to drive the strap-on in and out of Ann’s clenching pussy. Ann grasped both of her own tits, pulling and teasing the nipples. Jay continued to fuck her and Don and I could hear Ann’s breathing getting harder and faster. Suddenly, Ann grabbed Jay’s buttocks and thrust her hips forward in short sharp movements, gasping and panting as she came.. It wentlike this for about three weeks, when Jennifer begged off saying thatshe was too tired. For the first time in many years, in frustrationMark masturbated in the bathroom to get relief. It began to dawn uponhim that the internet stories were the cause.It was soon after that Mark read a story about a husband who wanted tobecome a slave to his wife. The slave had no decisions to make. Allthe slave had to do was to mindlessly obey and follow the orders of hismistress. This story.