Sushi & More

The music changed and Donna grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet. "Let's Dance," she said as she pulled me out onto the dance floor, with Julie following obediently.

We danced a few dances, the three of us, and it allowed me to relax a little. I decided that since this was a public place, and I was feeling both a little drunk, and a lot horny, that I would play along a little. I had two fantasies within my grasp if I wanted them, and if I didn't I felt I could just walk away.

After the third dance Donna grabbed my arm and started leading us back to our table, but instead of stopping there she picked up her drink and continued on towards the back wall of the club. Here it was very dark, very smoky and had large, crescent shaped booths instead of the small tables closer to the dance floor. We passed several booths that were occupied by a variety of couples, or more. Some were making out heavily, some smoking pot, I thought I saw some snorting coke from a compact mirror and some were deep discussions. Donna soon found us an open booth and had me slide in. She slid in on one side and had Julie slide in on the other.

For the first few minutes it was as if the whole thing at the table had never happened. Except for the dog collar on Julie's neck, it was like we were back at Kyoto's.

It didn't last long however. "So you have never been with a woman?" Donna suddenly asked me.

"No, I haven't," I answered, taking a long sip on my drink.

"Neither had I or Julie, before we met each other. We actually got together the first time to help fulfill the fantasy of an old slave of mine. He was quite a bit older, and used to take care of me really well. Anyway, he was my sex slave but I did allow him to fulfill a fantasy now and then, and when he said that he wanted to be a slave to two women I decided it might be fun."

"Julie and I had met a few months before out at a dance club, and she seemed intrigued by my domme outfit. We sat and talked and I told her about what it was like to be a domme to a man and how much fun it could be. She blushed a lot, but I could tell she was interested. Anyway, I arranged to meet her at Long Wong's and asked her what she thought about the idea of helping me fulfill my slave's fantasy. I explained that she wouldn't have to do anything but dominate him with me. She could choose how far she went with her outfit, what if anything sexual she wanted to do and that she could walk out anytime she wanted. She said, 'why not?'"

"As the night approached I found myself getting more and more horny about the whole thing. Turns out that Julie was also. Tell her how hot you were getting Julie, tell her what you were fantasizing about."

Julie lowered her head and blushed. Donna repeated her command that she should tell me. Julie started with a voice that I could hardly hear over the music.

"When I first met Donna she seemed so mysterious and sexy. I had never met a domme before, but the night after I met her I couldn't stop thinking about her," Julie's voice was shaking, as if she knew what was coming next.

"Tell her what else you did that night," Donna's voice was very commanding.

"When I went home that night I just couldn't stop thinking about Donna. When I went to bed I just lay there awake. My mind was racing, thinking about Donna, thinking about a domme, thinking about being a sub. I kept tossing and turning and finally, when I knew my roommate was fast asleep, I masturbated thinking about her," Julie seemed almost proud.

Donna wasn't through with her yet. "Julie, you were fantasizing about being a sub?"

Julie seemed to cower as she answered, "Yes."

"You were fantasizing about being my sub?"

"Yes."

"While you were masturbating?"

"Yes."

"Julie, I want you to tell Erica the fantasies you were having, and I want you to do what you were doing while you were thinking about them, alone that night, in your bed, with your roommate just across the room."

"No," Julie said in defiance.

"Julie, do as I say," Donna voice was getting meaner, more commanding.

"No," Julie defiance seemed to be cracking.

Donna reached across me and under Julie's dress, between her legs. She let out a little yelp and suddenly started telling me her story, and masturbating right there in the booth.

It was crazy. Julie was telling me about her fantasies while one of her hands played with her breasts and the other was up under her skirt. I just sat there, my mouth open, my eyes locked on Julie as she described fantasies that I had also had. About being seduced by a woman, dominated by a woman. About going down on a woman for the first time, about her first taste of another woman. And all the time she was masturbating right in front of me.

"Julie, I think Erica would like to see what you are doing under there. Give her a better view." Donna leaned over and pushed Julie's dress up a little higher.

I could tell Julie was getting very close an orgasm, and on Donna's command she pulled her skirt up to her hips. I now not only had her ongoing description of her fantasies, but I also had a view of her shaved mound. Not only that, but I saw something I had never seen before, or since. Julie had a ring through her pearl. It only took me an instant to figure out what happened when Donna had reached up under Julie's dress.

I was uncomfortable and turned to Donna. "Somebody's going to see her, see us."

Donna grabbed my arm and held it tight. "Nobody here is going to bother us. And you don't want to ruin Julie's fun. She is very close now. See how her fingers are playing with her cunt; see how much she wants to rub her clit. She keeps getting so close, but I won't let her rub it until I say so. So what do you think, should I let her play with her clit, or would you like to?"

I suddenly realized that my eyes had been locked on Julie's mound. Almost without knowing what I was doing I said, "Let her play with herself. Donna, let her cum. I want to watch Julie cum." I also realized that Donna's hand was rubbing up and down my leg.

Julie was getting very graphic now telling me about her night in her dorm room. When Donna said she could cum her second hand immediately left her breasts and went to her mound. She opened herself wide with one hand while she started to play with her pearl with the other. I watched, knowing many of the moves she was doing, ones I had done myself. When she was right on the edge she did something I had never done before. She took her pearl between her thumb and middle finger, and started jerking up and down and rolling it between her fingers. I could see and smell her juices flowing out of her. I felt myself growing wetter, my own pearl aching for attention, she brought herself to climax.

I was absolutely mesmerized as I watched Julie bring herself to at least three and maybe even more orgasms. She was moaning loudly and had slid way down in her seat, which gave me an even better view. I was so hot that I felt like I was going to cum from just watching Julie. Suddenly I realized that Donna had moved her had higher, and was rubbing my mound through the fabric of my shorts. I jumped and pulled her hand away. She just smiled.

"Julie," Donna said, bringing Julie back from her own world. "Are you wet?"

"Yes, mistress."

"Are you very wet?"

"Yes mistress."

"Show me how wet."

Julie pushed three fingers into herself and held them up. They were covered with her own juices.

"How do you taste?" Donna said.

Julie took one of the fingers and sucked it deep into her mouth. "Like a dirty bitch," Julie said as she licked her lips and ran her tongue up and down the now cleaned finger.

"Let me taste it," Donna leaned across the table and took one of Julie's other fingers in her mouth. She sucked it in and out of her mouth several times and just as she was ready to let it go she bit it hard on the tip. Julie let out a small yelp, followed by a moan of pleasure.

I knew what was coming next, and wasn't sure what to do. I was so horny and wet but I was also very, very concerned about the situation I had gotten myself in. I could easily leave, but I wasn't sure I wanted to. I knew that I could only put things off for so long.

"Let Erica taste you now." Donna told Julie who obediently held her one remaining finger out to me.

"No, I can't," I said and Donna grabbed my arm, trying to force me forward. "I'm not ready. Please, not yet," I pleaded.

"Just smell her, and I will let you go," Donna said as she held me even tighter. I was amazed at her strength.

Julie moved her finger closer and I leaned forward and smelled it. It smelled much like my own, a little less musky, a little sweeter, but familiar. She held it out there for another minute and then took the tip of her wet finger and ran it over my lips. I wanted to much to open them, but was so afraid to do so. Finally Julie took her hand away and then stood up to allow her dress to fall back into place. I licked my lips. The taste was musky yet slightly sweet.

Donna released me. "Well, now back to Julie's and my first time. Julie arrived at my apartment that night dressed to kill. She had on her sexiest outfit, a tight yellow dress that showed off everything. The thing it showed off most that got my attention was the obvious fact she had not worn any underwear."

I wasn't ready for this. She seemed to be able to shift gears in an instant. Julie, besides being flushed, looked as if nothing had happened and Donna spoke as if she was just chatting with friends over coffee.

"My slave was already there and I had him dressed in one of his favorite outfits. It was a little maid outfit, with fake boobs and crotchless panties that let his cock and balls hang out. I had him bow to Julie and then told him to go get us both glasses of wine and something to eat. I complimented Julie on her choice of clothing, telling her it would drive him crazy and led her into my apartment."

"I should tell you that I have a two bedroom apartment. Most of it looks pretty normal, but one bedroom I have converted to a dungeon. I showed Julie around, saving the dungeon for last. She seemed very interested in it, especially in the bondage devices I had. I promised that before the night was through she would get to experience their use."

"We returned to the living room where my slave was waiting with our wine. I had him sit at my feet as we drank. We talked for a while, and I had my slave keep our glasses filled. Once, when he spilled a little wine I attached a leash to his scrotum and let Julie lead him around the living room a few times. I told her that whenever she wanted she could give it a good tug, to keep him in line."

"After a while, when I was beginning to feel the effects of the wine, I just came out and asked Julie if she was wearing any panties. She blushed and said no. Since she was sitting directly across from us I asked her to prove it. Shyly at first she spread her legs. I could see her mound. She had very light and fine hair, so it was easy to see her lips as she exposed more and more of herself. My slave began to whine and I gave a sharp tug on his leash to quiet him down. Julie seemed shy but I could tell she was enjoying this. Her lips were swollen and she was open and moist. I also sensed she enjoyed it when I told her what to do. Not to let a chance like this pass, I told her to masturbate for us. My slave was already very, very hard and when Julie at first balked at the proposal I had him stand up and jerk off for us, telling him to stop himself just short of cumming."

"As he was jerking off I could see Julie getting more and more excited. Right after I stopped him I excused myself and took my slave back into my bedroom. There I changed into a leather corset, black stockings and 6" spiked heels. I wore no panties so both my ass and shaved pussy were exposed and it was so tight that my tits spilled out of the top. I also put hand and ankle restraints and a ball gag on my slave. We then returned to the living room."

"Julie had covered herself back up while we were gone. Now in full domme mode I went over to her and asked her who told her she could cover herself? She stammered and I told her that she would have to be punished for it. She looked up at me with a mixture of excitement and fear. I told her to stand up and to pull her skirt up so that I could see her ass. Next I had her lean over the edge of the couch as I slapped her bare bottom with my hand three times. She squealed with a combination of pain and pleasure. Her fair skin made it very easy to see the red handprints my punishment had etched on her ass."

"I asked her if she would obey from then on and she answered with the sweetest words I had ever heard, 'yes mistress.'"

"The rest of the evening was very interesting. Julie masturbated for my slave, and me and after that we moved to the dungeon where I chained my slave to the wall as I had Julie service me. I collared her and had her lay at my feet as I told the slave about the wonderful things that Julie was going to do to me. How she was going to eat my pussy like he never would be able to. How I was going to fuck her with the strap on dildo I had used on his ass so many times before. How I was going to make her play with herself for me, and how I was going to taste her nectar, only when I thought the time was right. Julie serviced me for hours as he could only watch, bound, gagged and hard. Only when I was ready for sleep did I have Julie take his pathetic little cock in her mouth, and suck him until he almost came. But I had her stop before he could. He was not to have the satisfaction of relief. We then went to bed as he hung there whimpering like the sorry little man he was. When I unchained him the following morning I threw him out for good, telling him I never wanted to see his sorry face again. Julie has been my slave ever since."

I could feel my mouth hanging open as Donna finished. And it was not only my mouth that was open, as I could feel my juices flowing from me. Julie's hand had been caressing my leg and I had spread them so she had easy access to my inner thighs. Her soft fingers were playing them like a musician plays a fine instrument. My breath was shallow and rapid, my skin flushed, my pulse pounding. I don't know if I had ever been this excited, or this scared, in my life.

I was not sure what to do next. Was Donna just playing with me, or was she truly interested in including me in her and Julie's games? I wasn't sure. Julie's fingers continued to play with the insides of my thighs, as I became more excited, and more scared. Donna smiled and nodded at Julie, and her fingers continued higher, gently caressing the elastic of my panties, running up and down them, between my leg and my mound. My breath was getting shorter, my panties wetter, and my face redder. Julie started to gently stroke my mound through my panties, playing with my engorged lips, my hard pearl, very gently, very seductively. It was now or never, I new what would be next.

It was never.

Like a frightened deer I jumped up from the table and made an excuse about having to use the bathroom. But instead of using the bathroom, I left the club, got in my car and drove back to my hotel. Shaken, disappointed and horny, I locked the door and proceeded to use my own fingers, pretending they were Julie's, and Donna's. Pretending they were their fingers and mouths. When I finally came, the relief was intense, but so was the disappointment. Why had I run? Why couldn't I just have let myself go? Would I ever fulfill my fantasy? Would I?

If you like my stories please let me know. I particularly like hearing what you liked about the story, ways you think I could improve it and what other fantasies you would like me to write about.

xoxox,

Lynne