Fucking My Mind Pt. 03

"Yes," Kali said looking every bit as I felt, surprised and upset. "So?"

"Well you know my views on such things, I thought it would be nice for all of us to get together. You don't mind do you Kali? I mean we have er sort of been there before haven't we?"

"You could have told me, warned me" she said again looking at me, standing in the middle of the room like a lemon or, as the phrase came into my head, 'a spare prick at a wedding'

"Hi Chrissy, how are you?"

I came close to telling her to go fuck herself and not to mess around with my boy-friend, but before I could, Guy came over to me, slipped his arm round my waist, kissed me on my cheek and whispered.

"Don't be jealous, remember what I said about polygamy?"

He handed me a glass of champagne, which I sipped realising that it wasn't really her fault. I had been pretty sure when I saw them together on that Sunday that they were, or at least probably had been, lovers. I suppose my thoughts were clouded by those typical girly hopes of a man being faithful to her, especially after the wonderful day and night we had just had at the farm.

"I'm fine Kali and you?" I said, rather coldly I think

"Great luv," she said as Guy walked over to the bed, bent over flashing his gorgeous arse at me and handed her a glass of champagne. She seemed to beam up at him and said, huskily.

"Thanks darling," glancing away from Guy to me as if to emphasis the point that he had probably just fucked her.

We'd been acquaintances, rather than friends for some time, having worked in the bank though in different areas until my promotion. She was a highly rated manager in the bank and I had found her to be superb as a human resource specialist.

"Look relax Chrissy, be cool everything's fine," he was saying topping my glass up again and standing dangerously close to me given his nudity; it made me tingle to be so close and to have his gorgeous cock, even if it had probably been in my friend just a few minutes ago, so close to my hand. Despite being pissed off at him, it took all my resistance to stop myself reaching out and gripping his half erect cock.

"Come and sit with us and let's talk, we're all friends aren't we?"

I let him lead me over to the bed.

"I'm going to the loo" he said turning away and walking out.

"Sorry Chris," Kali said.

"For what?"

"Well being here, I suppose, I didn't know he was going to do this."

"Neither did I," I replied becoming acutely aware of her nudity under the thin sheet as I sat on the edge of the bed beside her.

Kali is far from being a beauty. Her largish, slightly hooked nose, overly pointed chin and small eyes ensure that. Also she doesn't make the best of herself. She usually has her mousy hair in a pony-tail, she wears glasses and is by no means a stylish dresser. However, she has a great body. She's slim, but very busty, around five eight tall, with long, long legs, and a great arse, both of which most of us would show off in short skirts and tight trousers; not her though, she's more baggy jeans and ankle length skirts.

With her lying in bed, naked, I could see the outline of her breasts and legs under the sheets, she was not wearing her glasses and she had her hair down, she looked more attractive and certainly more sultry than I had ever seen her.

"I assume you knew or Guy told you about us?" She asked.

"No, nothing."

"Well that's him, he looks at sex and relationships differently to most people."

"How do you mean?"

"Well he is different to anyone I have ever known and he looks at life and most aspects of it differently as well."

"Yes I'd sort of gathered that."

"That's what make him so fucking fascinating isn't it?"

"Yes I suppose it is, and that bloody stare of his."

"Jesus yes" Kali giggled, when he turns that on, I've just had it."

"He seems to be able to control me, see right into my mind and know what I am thinking, if you know what I mean."

"I do know exactly what you mean," she said as I felt her leg under the bed clothes touch me.

Guy came back, still naked, but now flaccid; he still looked good.

"Sorry about that, but when you gotta go you gotta go," he said standing beside me. "Sorry to surprise both of you but you know me."

"Yes Guy we do," Kali said reaching up from the bed and holding his hand.

"Still dressed Chrissy, I see," Guy muttered looking from Kali to me. By their glances, they seemed to be saying something to each other, but I couldn't make out just what. He took my hand and pulled me up so I was standing beside the bed looking down at Kali

Yes Guy," I replied glancing at him and then looking at Kali, trying to indicate without saying 'not in front of her.'

"Oh don't worry Christina, Kali won't mind, will you?" He said reaching down, gripping the top of the sheet and then almost, as if in slow motion, pulling it away from her so that my business colleague and friend lay there completely naked right in front of me just a few feet away. She didn't move or, as they say, blink an eye lid.

"No Guy," she mumbled as I looked at her naked body. I could see that as I'd been several times, she was falling under his spell, he was starting to direct and control her. But then, as his hand reached down and flittered across her chest, the back of his fingers rubbing across her nipples, which seemed to burst into life, he turned his gaze on me. His ice cool, blue eyes fixed on mine, he stared deeply at me, a slight, quizzical smile on his lips. I felt myself, going, giving in and falling under his spell. Some of that was due to his sheer audacity of fondling Kali's breasts as his eyes made love to me, the bastard.

"So Christina, we're all friends here, almost all lovers really, aren't we?"

I could hardly speak, I was choked up, embarrassed and hugely aroused. I could only stammer yes.

"And soon Chrissy we might be mightn't we?"

"What?"

"All be lovers."

At first, I couldn't believe what he was saying, but then I guess I did. It was so Guy and it had, I suppose been on the cards since I had walked into the room. I didn't reply, though and was relieved that Kali didn't say anything either.

I felt Guy moving closer to me. One of his arms came round me and held my waist and with his other hand he pulled my hair away from my neck and kissed it. That sent a little shiver through me. His other arm then also slithered round me and he cupped both of my breasts in his hands. I sighed with the pleasure and excitement of the gesture. He squeezed and lifted my boobs and his forefingers and thumbs found my nipples in the thin dress and he pinched them.

"No Guy" I groaned feeling him pressing against my bum; it felt as though he was erect, I was amazed.

"Why not Chrissy?" He asked totally ignoring me and continuing to stroke and rub my breasts.

"Because er, um, we're not alone," was all I could think of saying.

"Of course we're not Chrissy, there are three of us and that's the point," he went on sliding his fingers down the front of my dress right onto my breast confirming that I wasn't wearing a bra. "Mmmmm, good girl," he whispered finding and pinching my hardened, naked nipple. He kissed my neck again, continued squeezing my breasts and nipples and pressed himself more firmly against me telling me for sure that he was hard.

I had my eyes closed, I was embarrassed to look at my friend, largely because she was naked, but then it was also because of that reason that I couldn't look at her. I couldn't understand why, in fact I couldn't understand a lot of what was happening.

"Come on Christina," Guy whispered.

"What?" I asked.

"I think it's time for you to be undressed, don't you Kali?"

"Yes Guy I do very much," I heard my colleague reply.

I couldn't quite work out why she said that. However, I had for some time thought that she might 'swing both ways. This came about from her rather bohemian style of dress and attitudes and the level of intimacy she sometimes showed to me and to other women in the bank. Even the other Sunday when I had met Guy she had run her hand across my bottom ostensibly checking to see whether my panties had slid down. I had jokingly told her several times that super-intelligence in man could metaphorically do that so she had touched me as a bit of a joke, but her hand had lingered just that little longer than it should.

I felt Guy's hands leaving my breasts and neck and slipping down both sides of my body. He took hold of the hem of my dress and slowly, teasingly and temptingly started to lift it upwards; past my knees, onto my thighs, along my upper legs and across my panties. I could feel Kali's eyes on me and that seemed to add to the excitement of the situation. I knew it shouldn't, but it did. I opened my eyes and I saw that her gaze was riveted on my body. She looked up and our glances caught, she smiled, it looked as if it was a smile of reassurance, I smiled back, but don't know why or what I meant by it. The dress travelled past my waist, up my chest and then over my breasts exposing them to Kali's view and Guy's hands.

"Take it off Christina," he whispered as the dress and my hair got tangled. "Show me your body Chrissy, let me see it."

I was in a turmoil, a massive conflict, I didn't know what to do, but I knew what I wanted to do and what I wanted to happen and that was be fucked by Guy, whether Kali was there and watched or not.

He cupped my naked breasts, repeating the gesture of lifting them and then pinching my nipples between his fingers and thumbs, but this time much harder. It made me jump and gasp at the shock of the sharp pain. He took one hand away and pulled on the dress, trying to get it over my head, I helped him and it came off. I was there in front of Guy and beside Kali just in my tight, white, satin and lace thong and mid height heeled pumps. It made me feel excited as his hands ran over my body with Kali's eyes following them.

"Come into bed with us Chrissy," Kali suddenly said.

Immediately, without even thinking, I looked at Guy. I guess I was asking his permission I suppose.

"Yes come on," he said taking my hand, walking me round the bed to the other side and indicating to me to get in. I did. He followed me onto the bed and I lay between them. I was incredibly nervous, but also I was tingling with excitement tinged with apprehension of what was going to happen. They both turned onto their sides facing me where I lay on my back. We all had our legs covered by the sheet up to just above our knees, but the rest of our bodies were naked.

Both Guy's and Kali's legs were touching mine, Kali took hold of my hand as Guy reached up and cupped my breast. He leaned over and kissed me still caressing my boobs as Kali squeezed my hand. I was receiving stimulations everywhere, both physical, but more and more emotional as well.

I didn't know how to respond properly. I desperately wanted to be with Guy, I was captivated by him, transfixed and fascinated by him. All the time I was with him, I wanted him. I wanted to touch and be touched by him, kiss and hold him, feel his cock in my hand and against my body and have him caress me any and everywhere. I was his to do with as he wished. Fuck me, have oral sex with me, make me suck him and, if he wanted as I suspected, no knew he would soon, have full anal sex with me. I knew he liked my arse and he had made me cum very strongly in Corpus Christi College simply by using his tongue on me there. I equally knew that if he wanted to take me there, I would let him, despite me not really being a big fan of full anal sex. I was falling totally under his spell and control. When I was with him I was becoming his subservient, his slave, I guess, maybe his slut. I hated to admit it to myself, but I had enjoyed him abusing and demeaning me, even giving me the pain of strongly pinching and pulling my nipples and of him leaving red marks from his fingernails and teeth. On the other hand, I also adored that afternoon, evening, night and next morning at his farm when we had such, tender, caring loving sex. He was certainly versatile, maybe that was part of the attraction, I didn't know. I did know, though, that being in control and making me, and presumably many other women, Kali included, submit to his will was his thing, his turn on. That was fine, I was beginning to see that pleasure and excitement could be mine from that, but why Kali? Why was she here? What was his kick, his purpose? Then it hit me. It was controlling and dominating two women at once? Jesus some aspiration. And of course I was wondering just what parts Kali and I would be required to play, for I had little doubt that both of us would do as Guy directed.

I was in such a different setting to most of the rest of my life. Socially, family, hobby and businesswise I was always in control, of myself, those I was with and the situation. I knew that I could be a little domineering and controlling, in fact I had been called a control freak by an ex-boss. It was my natural way to be prominent in a group, to be the leader I suppose for they were traits that had got me to my current position. So why then was I becoming so different in a sexual situation, why was I lapping up being abused and demeaned, controlled and directed and ordered and dominated by this fascinating man? I had no answers.

I was surprised when I felt Guy moving. He wiggled away from me and positioned himself kneeling between Kali's and my legs, which were touching and were nearly, but not quite intertwined. Surprisingly, he was soft, but then his penile movements were a source of constant amazement to me.

"Lie on your side Christina, facing Kali" he said putting his hand on my hip and pulling me so that I was facing my friend. We were just a yard or so, no not even that, apart. She smiled at me, I smiled back. Was I relaxed? Was she? What was going to happen? What was Guy going to make us do? I had no idea, but I was so involved with him and the power he had over me that I knew I would go along with what he ordered.

"Remember, my talk the other week in Grantchester, ladies?"

"Yes" we both whispered, recalling the twenty minute or so speech he had given to the free thinking humanist group. His main proposition had been that man is a naturally bisexual animal and that most of us only remain hetero due to societal, particularly religious, conditioning. 'Without that,' he had suggested 'We would all have same gender sex quite naturally.'

I began to see what this was all about as presumably Kali, who I had often thought might be bisexual, in the old fashioned way I had always thought of the word, also did.

"Just relax," Guy was saying as he reached forward and cupped one of my and one of Kali's breasts. We both looked at his hands on our own and our friend's boobs. It was a hugely erotic and massively intimate situation. His knees moved further up the bed so that they were pressing against our upper legs. We were becoming one tangled mass of threesome flesh. I pressed back against his hand and guessed Kali did as well.

He started squeezing and caressing our breasts; both of us made little whimpers as he pinched our nipples into full erection. Kali's and my glances kept catching and we would smile and raise our eyebrows a little. Her mouth was slightly open and I saw her tongue run along her top lip; she was obviously becoming as aroused as I was.

Then, as we were staring into each other's eyes his hands left our breasts. I felt disappointed, I didn't want that. I wanted him to caress me more for I loved the sensation of his hands on my breasts. He leaned forward and kissed Kali and then me as he put his hands on our shoulders. He kissed us again and ran his hands down my arm and presumably down Kali's too. He moved his head away and straightened his back a little letting his hands slide from our arms onto our hips. Reaching further round us he gripped our bums, leaned forward at the waist and again kissed us, this time deeper and longer, using his tongue. I couldn't stop myself reaching out for him and was again amazed when I grasped his completely flaccid cock. As I was stroking that so Kali's hand fell on mine; we looked at each and smiled.

"Ok ladies?" He asked.

We both nodded.

He straightened up. We all looked at each other. He took hold of our hands, my right and Kali's left. Slowly and very purposefully, as if watching a film in superslow motion, he moved our hands up and towards the other. Then I had the most incredible combination of visual, emotional and physical stimulants. He put my hand on Kali's left breast and her hand on my right breast. He kept his hands on the back of our hands as he looked from me to Kali and then back several times. As he did that, she and I also looked at each other. We both had intense expressions on our faces and serious looks in our eyes, although there was a small smile at the ends of her lips. I didn't know what to do, but as usual when with Guy it didn't occur to me to object to his direction as, clearly it didn't to Kali. Still with his hand on the backs of ours I felt Kali's fingers pressing into the full flesh of my breast. It was so familiar, so like the hundreds of times a variety of different men had done that. But this wasn't a man, well it was, because just as her fingertips pushed into my boob so mine did into hers. They were being manipulated by Guy. He was caressing our tits by using our hands to do that. Nobody said a word or made any noise as these two amazing gestures continued. We were all silent as Guy controlled both of our hands, both on our breasts, both of our minds and both of our sexual arousals.

"Kali?" I whispered.

"Yes Christina."

"Oh er, I don't know, I'm sorry."

"Don't be, it's ok," she said quietly, her fingers squeezing my breast her palm cupping it, just as, I was doing to hers. And as I acknowledged that I also realised something else, Guy had removed his hands. I was caressing Kali's breast, I was doing it myself, no one was making me do it and I was enjoying it.

"Oh my god," I breathed, squeezing more firmly.

"Yes Christina, oh yes."

"That's good ladies, don't stop," Guy said running his hands over our legs and bums.

Although I had 'played around' with a couple of girls at university after boozy student nights out, I had never thought of myself as having any sexual inclinations towards women. Since entering business some fifteen or so years ago I had been propositioned a couple of times, but had not either, taken the bait or, thought seriously about. Also one of the boy-friends I had after my divorce had worked hard trying to persuade me to have a threesome with him, but I had not been either excited or interested. Despite intellectually agreeing with Guy's theory I considered that my conditioning was so strong and deep that I would not change now and become bi. The look in Kali's eyes, her hand on my breast and the sight of her naked body, which I started to realise looked considerably more attractive without clothes, was beginning to make me have doubts. Was that, I asked myself, down to her or was just my innate desire to please Guy? I had no idea, but I could feel my resistance and inhibitions slipping away as Guy whispered his delight at what we were doing.

Looking at Kali, I could see that she was as tense and hesitant as I was and that made me consider that maybe Guy was making her do this to me as her first time with another woman. God it was all getting so complicated, but also exciting and intense.

I was not too sure what to do so I simply did what had been done to me so often. My body felt so alive, my breasts were on fire and my skin and flesh were so sensitive to her touch. Guy leaned forward and stroked both of our heads. He ran his fingers past my shoulders and into my streaked blonde and Kali's mousy hair, stroking and pulling it and caressing our scalps. I felt a pressure on the back of my head. It made me move forward and I saw that he was doing the same to Kali and her head was also moving. Both our faces were being pulled towards each other. They were just inches apart. Guy leaned forward and kissed my lips then Kali's, mine again and then hers. He licked round both of them and then pushed on the backs of both heads again. Our eyes were locked, we were still squeezing each other's breast as our faces closed the small gap and our lips came together.