This story includes elements of femdom, bisexuality, MMF three some…

I couldn’t believe how I had gotten myself into this situation. It was just a few drunk DMs sent to an old girlfriend that led to standing on the corner a block away from her house wondering if I should really be doing this. I mean she is a married woman now.

Ever since what we had ended and she started dating this guy, we have remained friends. It was always purely sexual between us, so it was hard for me to not fantasize about her, because she was wild. But I respected their relationship and kept it platonic. But one night there was that perfect storm of booze and horniness that led me to send some messages to her late at night.

I’m sure I’ve sent some that were kinda flirty before, but she just brushed them off. But this time it was different. She asked me if I still think about her. And I just flat out admitted it. I blurted out how I remember all the wild shit that we used to do: sucking my cock in the parking lot in front of my job, first time using sex toys, watching porn and mimicking what they’re doing in the vids. That’s actually how I realized I was into anal play. She innocently started to finger my hole and I was instantly hooked.

So she asked me to come over. And so I’m walking to her front door now.

I guess her husband is out with friends or something. This is my opportunity to show her what she’s missing.

I send a text, “I’m here.”

“Door is open. Come up to the bedroom.”

I creep up the stairs. My cock is already getting hard.

I slowly push open the door. On the bed. There she is. Head to toe dressed in sex: black high heels, lace stockings going up her legs to a garter belt. Her fucking thighs, her curves. Her tits are popping out of her bra. Always loved her tits. Oh, damn. They have gotten bigger?! Her lips are bright red. You better believe this is a woman.

I speak up, “Hey”. What else am I going to say in this situation?!

“So, I noticed you like a lot of kinky shit on Instagram. You liked a bunch of femdom posts. You think it’s hot for a chick to take a big, fat dildo and use it on her man’s ass? You into being dominated by a woman?”

I did not expect this. “Yeah. I guess”

She reaches under the pillow and reveals a strap-on. The dildo has to be at least 7 inches. And thick. Really thick.

“You guess?” She laughs. “Well we’re going to find out now, aren’t we”

…

“Answer your mistress.” She stands up and gets closer to me. She smells incredible.

I’ve seen a bunch of fendom porn vids, if course. So I know my role here. “Yes, mistress.”

“Very good. Besides all that kinky fetish posts you liked, we noticed you keep liking my posts all the time, too.”

Wait. We noticed?

“Then those messages you sent me. That got us thinking,” she says.

The bedroom door behind me closes.

I turn around and there is her husband. Big guy, taller than me. I can admit he’s pretty handsome. Not going to lie, sometimes when I thought about her, I imagined him there too.

“What? You thought you were just going to waltz over here and FUCK ME?” She says while slipping on the strap-on harness.

“What…what do you want me to do?”

“Excuse me?”

“Mistress. What do you want me to do, mistress.”

The husband chuckles while he lights up a cigarette.

“Get on your knees.”

I obey.

She is standing over me. “Now, say hello to my husband. You heard me? HUSBAND.”

I look up at him. Taking a drag from his cigarette, we make eye contact.

“Hi.”

“Now… Suck his cock.”

Full disclosure: I’ve gone down on a few guys before. I started to experiment after me and her ended. I think all the kinky stuff she introduced me to got me curious. Guess she, unknowingly, pushed me into that bisexual direction. I love it. But this? This is crazy… Right?

I feel her hand grasp my hair. She literally is the push this time.

“Mistress wants you to please her husband.”

I crawl over to her husband.

I start to unbuckle his jeans. I can already feel his cock as I unzip, then slide down his pants. He is wearing boxers with cartoon characters on them, supposed to be funny I guess. But I’m not laughing.

Here I go.

I slide down his boxers and its as if his rock hard cock flings out immediately. I’m staring at it. At this throbbing cock. I glance up at him as he takes another drag. She gives him a deep kiss before they both look down at me.

That’s the moment I officially became their bitch.

TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 2