Chapter 10

While that birthday was perhaps the best birthday I had ever experienced in my life, the month of September was definitely a highlight of the year.

First off, I asked both Sarah and Lisa if they would go to the Homecoming dance with me. Jennifer and I had talked about this at length, and if I asked one of them, the others would be left out. And the worst case is that they both said no to me and went with each other instead. This was a very real possibility given how close to each other they were becoming.

Of course, Jennifer wasn’t to be left out. Oh, no!

She had gone and rented a limo for us and was acting as our chauffeur. Imagine the hottest chauffeur outfit you can imagine. She wore a tight little black jacket with nothing beneath it. A very short tight black skirt and stockings with stiletto heeled boots that rounded out the outfit. She had her hair up and topped it all off with sunglasses and a cap.

And as my classmates were more than happy to tell me later, she didn’t have on any panties. They knew this because when she got out of the limo, and even when she bent over to help my dates out of the back of the limo, it was very clear to anyone who was looking.

As for Sarah and Lisa, they had spent a lot of time with Jennifer, my mom and their mothers at the mall trying to find the right dresses. Lisa’s mother was well aware of her daughter’s sexual inclination and was just happy that there was also a boy in the picture with Sarah.

As for Sarah, her father had abandoned them when she was little and her mother had found the whole experience liberating. So, she had set the example for Sarah to live life to the fullest and not worry about labels and society’s expectations. She was a child of the sixties, even if she hadn’t been born in time to live through the sixties, and so she was happy that Sarah was happy.

And so, once we were out of the limo, Jennifer gave us each a kiss on the lips and sent us on our way. Sarah grabbed my right arm and Lisa latched onto my left and with a girl on each arm we walked into the school.

The whole evening was fun, and we caused quite a stir at the dance, both among the teachers and our classmates. Sometimes I would dance with Lisa, sometimes with Sarah, and sometimes with both of them. And of course, all the slow dances were Lisa and Sarah. It was this fact that raised the most eyebrows around the hall.

A couple of guys asked me about it, but knowing better, I just refused to answer the more specific questions. I continued to report that we were all friends and just enjoying the evening as a group. But this answer sounded hollow to me, and watching Lisa and Sarah move together on the dance floor, I could see that they shared a deep affection for each other.

Finally, just after midnight, we texted Jennifer to pick us up, and we walked out. This time, Lisa and Sarah were arm in arm, and I followed behind them, enjoying the gentle sway of their dresses as they walked.

Jennifer was waiting on us at the curb still in her chauffeur costume. She opened the door and got a kiss on each cheek from Sarah and Lisa as they climbed into the car. Once they were settled, I turned and grabbed Jennifer and pinned her to the car and kissed her hard.

Jennifer moaned and wrapped her arms around my neck pulling me to her tightly. Soon our tongues were caressing each other as our lips pressed together.

It was only the voices from inside the limo that broke us out of our momentary lustful trance. Sarah and Lisa were laughing and asking if one of them needed to drive.

Jennifer stood and straightened her jacket, and with a smack on her ass, I climbed into the limo. Soon, we were on our way home. Sarah and Lisa immediately started trying to best my kiss with Jennifer, and as they were inside the car with privacy windows, they were less restrained. Soon enough, hands were roaming around each other’s bodies, clothes were being loosened and removed, moans filled the air, accompanied by the scent of two very aroused women. I think they had been on a slow simmer since they had danced together.

In just a few minutes we were pulling up to Jennifer’s house. Sarah and Lisa had gotten permission to spend the night with each other. They just didn’t specify that it would be at Jennifer’s house or that I would also be there.

Jennifer got out of the vehicle and walked around to the door looking incredibly sexy in her limo driver uniform. She opened the door and smiled when she saw Lisa and Sarah mostly naked on the side seat, tribbing against each other, totally oblivious to the world around them.

She reached out a hand and pulled me out of the car, then reached in and smacked Sarah, who was on top of Lisa, on the ass.

When Sarah looked up, Jennifer tossed her the keys and told her to lock up when they came inside. She then took my hand and we walked into the house.

“Master,” Jennifer said once we were in the house, “would you give me a few minutes to prepare for you? I want to be at my best when you come up.”

I nodded and watched her scurry up the stairs to our bedroom. I shed my jacket and tie, laying them over the back of the couch, and then headed into the kitchen to get a drink of water. I figured that I might need the hydration if Jennifer had a big night planned.

While I was in the kitchen Sarah and Lisa came stumbling into the house. Surprisingly, they were nude, with their hair and makeup in serious disrepair. They both gave me a wave and with a few more giggles they disappeared into the house.

I could still hear Jennifer moving around upstairs and water running in the Master’s bathroom. So, I also grabbed a protein bar from the pantry and ate it along with another glass of water. This much preparation meant that I would definitely need my energy as well as being fully hydrated.

Eventually, the sounds died down, only to be replaced by moaning and rhythmic thumping, coming from the direction of the guest rooms. I gave it a few more minutes imagining all the scenarios that Jennifer might have come up with to keep us entertained this evening. By the time I headed up the stairs, those thoughts, combined with the sounds coming from Sarah and Lisa, had me rock hard and ready to find some release.

When I entered the room, I was stunned by the vision of loveliness on display. I stood there in the doorway and just admired the sheer beauty in front of me.

Jennifer had apparently rubbed herself down with some sort of oil that made her entire body glow in the reflected light of the candles, that were scattered around the room. The fine sheen of the oil and the golden bronze of her skin, along with her all over tan, made her a vision.

To accentuate her beauty, she was wearing her collar, and to this she had added black leather cuffs to her wrists and to her ankles. Somehow, she had managed to then clip her wrists to her ankles, and in turn, they were attached to straps that went to the corners of the bed.

This pattern of bondage put her in the head-down, ass-up, position and the straps pulled her legs apart so that she was on display for her Master.

Finally gathering myself from the stupor caused by her loveliness, I walked into the room and around her taking in all of the details.

For instance, she had clearly oiled her labia and her anus, and her labia were engorged, parted and dripping. Then there was the tiny key that was draped from the d-ring in her collar, which I suspected would be needed to unlock the small padlocks that she had used to secure her ankles, wrists and straps together.

On the bedside table, I saw she had placed her nipple clamps, an anal hook, a butt plug and several varieties of vibrators. There was also a leather crop.

This was new and, despite my cock feeling like it was going to break free of my pants, I walked over to the table and picked up the crop.

Jennifer had added a blindfold to her costume as well, I noticed then, something that her hair had obscured from me view earlier. And so, while she couldn’t see me, I could see the tenseness in her body in anticipation of what I might do, or how I might react.

Jennifer was a true submissive and for the first time I think I realized this wasn’t just a game for her. It was something that she needed, that she craved. It made me wonder just how far down the rabbit hole we might go if we explored in that way.

I realized that without thinking, I was tracing the curves of her body with the tip of the crop, and when I reached her lovely ass, I gave it a small whack.

I expected to hear a whine, or a cry, but instead, Jennifer let out a low moan. Another tap with the crop on the other cheek led to a slightly louder moan.

Intrigued, I returned to tracing her curves with a light touch. I was trying to tease, just on the edge of a tickle, and then I would strike her ass with the crop. Each time, a moan of pleasure would escape her lips, and after five or six repetitions, she was undulating her body in a slow, sensuous motion that only served to further draw my attention to her ass.

I then gave her six or seven strikes with the crop trying to spread them over her ass and upper thighs. With the last one, I got a little too close to her sex with the tip of the crop, and it struck right over her engorged labia.

With that, Jennifer screamed and started to convulse, and a small amount of clear liquid oozed from her sex and ran down her leg. She was murmuring something as her body shook, and as I leaned down to hear her better, I realized that she was chanting, “Thank you, Master. Thank you!”

While I had learned a lot about domination and submission over the past few weeks and months, I was still a teenager, a seventeen-year-old male with insufficient blood flow to fill my brain and my cock. It was then that my cock won out and I quickly shucked my clothes and stepped up behind her and slid my cock into her in one firm thrust.

I realized that she was still coming, and I could feel her vagina rippling around me, gripping and releasing me like a soft fist around my cock. I smacked her on each ass cheek with my hand, and was rewarded with another loud moan, and more clenching of her vagina.

I lost it then and started to fuck her in earnest. This was not making love, this was taking her, fucking her and making her mine. The primal caveman in me was in full force and I fucked her hard and fast with long deep thrusts that pushed her body forward against the restraints and forced her back to arch even further and push her ass into the air.

A few moments later, or perhaps it was a lifetime later, I began to cum inside her. This was too much for poor Jennifer as her orgasm, which was just starting to abate, roared back in full force. She screamed as she convulsed and then her body went slack, and all she could do was take great gasping breaths of air.

Of course, the other advantage of being a horny seventeen-year-old male, who was getting sex pretty regularly, was that I had excellent stamina and a near zero recovery time. Add to that the incredibly erotic scene this presented and I never got soft. Instead, I pulled out of her cunt and slowly slid my cock into her ass.

The feel of my cock stretching her ass revived her, and just as the head of my cock popped in, she thrust back at me, burying my cock within her bowels in one hard thrust. The very tight and hot velvety feel of her ass made me moan in pleasure and I held there deep inside of her as she clenched and released repetitively. It was as if she was trying to milk my cock with her anal sphincter and it was an incredible feeling.

I reached beneath her and found her clit and I began to pinch and pull on her clit and I started to slide in and out of her ass with long slow strokes.

“Oh, God, Master, yes!” she screamed.

Her body was vibrating from the sensations and I have to say I was rather enjoying them myself. We continued like that for a while, my orgasm slowly rising until it erupted, and I pumped a second load of cum deep inside her.

And then I collapsed onto the bed beside her and tried to catch my breath.

I reached over and removed her blindfold and leaned up to kiss her. I could see her eyes were bright and shining and they seemed to peer into my very soul.

“Oh, Master, you were perfect,” she whispered and kissed me again with an intensity I had only glimpsed from her before.

I caught movement out of the corner of my eye and turned my head to see Sarah and Lisa standing at the foot of the bed. Sarah was staring at the red marks on Jennifer’s ass and legs, while Lisa was just staring at me with wide eyes and a hint of fear.

“May I touch it,” Sarah asked.

“Mmm, please do,” Jennifer replied and stretched out her neck to kiss me again.

I reached up and grabbed the key off her collar and tried to hand it to Lisa, but she just backed away, holding out her hand as if to ward me off. Sarah took it instead and quickly freed Jennifer.

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