True Sex Stories: Games I Play With Girls

You don't need much to control someone. Sometimes all you need is a firm voice, a steady hand, and a magic wand...

I flipped on the Hitachi and coyly eyeballed the room.  I was being silly and had a half a glass of wine. Kat turned from her place on the floor with J and said, "Ohhh is that what I THINK it is?"

I waved it in her direction and said, "Come and get it baby."

Kat and I have somewhat of an interesting relationship.  She is Sir's ex.  Our acquaintance began with less than a fanfare of comfort and warmth.  There was mistrust and a bit of, shall we say, "omission of truth" before either of us felt that maybe the other person was not a threat to the individual relationships that we shared with Sir.  The magic of twitter revealed that we had things in common; similar weird and dirty personalities.  So in the interest of forgiveness, friendship and well, Sir wanted me to- I decided to let my issues drop and give it a chance.  So far, it had been only positive.

Earlier in the evening, I was watching as she was getting flogged by J, so I jumped into the action and sat in front of her on the floor.  Within a few minutes we were kissing and her face was buried in my breasts. Of course after telling her, "they are magical," she had to try it out and see.  A bit later-she and J sat down on the couch next to Sir and I while we were making out.  It was less than a few minutes, and my hands were between her legs, rubbing her wet pussy through her panties, she with her hands on my breasts while we each made out with our men.  No, there isn't any more animosity with between Kat and I.

So she came crawling over, eyes down, almost ashamed that the siren Hitachi was bringing her to my feet. She turned around, her ass towards me, looking at J.  I made eye contact with him, searching his face for signs of "wtf?" but saw none.  He was smiling.  Across the room at Sir was smiling at me, eyebrows raised with an expression that read, "Am I really witnessing this?"

I turned it on and  said, "Open your legs for me baby."  She obliged.

She didn't speak.  I ran the Hitachi under her pussy.  Her back arched.  She moved forward, almost as if she had changed her mind.  I let her come back to it.

I reached to her hair and pulled her face up so she was looking at J.  I told her to ask her Sir if she was allowed to cum.  She teased a bit, pretending to look elsewhere until I gripped her hair harder, moving her head so she was looking at him.  "Be a good girl, now," I looked up at him and watched him smile at her.  She pushed back while I stroked her back, sometimes pressing firmly on the small of her back to hold her in place.  Her hips swayed back and forth while I ran the Hitachi up and down her pussy.  The wetness of her cunt making the vibrations sound more like a loud wet slapping sound.  Nobody speaks of it, but we all know that sound.

Her breath got short and she started to tremble.  I reached under her, holding the head of the Hitachi in my hand and pressing it relentlessly against the sheer lacey black panties that barely covered her shaven cunt. Her breathing transformed to low moans, and then loud panting.  I didn't stop, but pushed it harder against her cunt-moving it, looking for that magic spot.

When I found it, the whole room held their breath.  I watched her, lower her head and present her cunt to me.  Her back arched-her cunt glistened through her panties now.  She was writhing, my hand making long strokes on her back, the Hitachi pressing against her aching clit and Kat crying out into the carpet.  "Therrrre it is, baby."  I said to her-pushing and rubbing against her until she started to thrust and push back.  Shaking, and her cry peaking and then breaking.

I rubbed the Hitachi back and forth now, looking around the room.  Everyone was quiet, serious, mesmerized.  Sir was leaning into the doorframe-gripping it as if it was holding him up.  I could tell that his knees were weak.  Kat crawled away to J's lap and rested her head.  He stroked her head for just a moment while I sat the Hitachi down.

"Kat, come back here," I said to her.  She turned and crawled right back to me.  The chatter that had started, stopped again as she crawled away from her Dom and back to my feet.  Someone giggled, or maybe it was a shocked gasp.  She hugged my legs and I reached down and took her face in my hands.  I kissed her.  She was still out of breath, feeling a bit humbled by her public display, but her eyes told me she felt good in my hands.  It was a private moment between us, no matter who was watching.

I stroked her hair and kissed her until the room started to move around us again.  All was forgiven.

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