I had heard how they were going to pair us but I still didn't know why I was matched with you. I knew I was a sub and had signed in as such when I arrived. I had seen you from across the room several times during the night and had admired your curves, your smile your hair. But it was the way that you carried yourself that told me you must be a domme. The confident way you turned your head. Your strong commanding, yet feminine voice. Your walk had the same effect, making me hard and respectful at the same time.
The young guy in the room with us I assumed was the slave. He had served just about everyone there, bringing them drinks and snacks. He even expertly and very erotically, shaved one lady. I had never done that or seen it done and it made me so wet. Once when I went to the kitchen I heard moaning and saw him going down on a lucky guy in the back corner of the adjacent pantry. I hung around listening until the dom came and found myself very hard and wet because of it. I knew he would make a good slave. But would I make a good sub? We were about to find out.
You immediately took charge as I knew you would, moving towards me, your eyes locking onto mine. With one hand you motioned for the slave to join us as you reached out to me with the other. We met in the middle of the room as you motioned the slave to his knees and onto my cock. We kissed. As he began to suck a soft moan escaped my lips but your lips were on mine and it went no further. As our tongues and fingers danced and caressed each other I was getting hotter and hotter.
This guy was strong and I knew from the kitchen that he was good and I was having a hard time keeping my cool. I could feel my load beginning to rise when she touched his head and he stopped, She put his mouth on my balls but only allowed him a few licks thank God or there would have been a lot more for him to lick up. Wow, I thought! Being a sub for her is heaven. Well that's what I get for thinking!
She motioned me over to a couch and down onto a cushion with my butt tilted up as she kneeled before me. Wow again! Is this role reversal night I wondered? As I closed my eyes and imagined you kissing my hard aching shaft I heard you say, bring it to me, as you commanded the slave. He brought her bag over to you and as you reached in the slave went down on my cock again and I lost sight of you for a moment.
At least I think it was a moment as his mouth was beginning to take me over. But then he stopped and went behind you and began to massage your shoulders and back. You were dressed in an old fashioned lace robe. A black lace top caressed and barely contained your gorgeous breasts as the panties provided just bare whisp of modesty.
With a slight smile, you leaned in as if to take me in your precious mouth and then at the last second your head swooped up my chest to kiss my parted lips. I was amazed. I was amazed that I never saw it but as soon as your lips left mine and your back stiffened, I felt it.
The slave had lubed up the strap on while we kissed and you were gaining entrance to me in a flash. I was offered up to you and there was nothing I could do. As you entered me a vibrator started and after a slight contraction I open wide as you thrust your clit to the source of the pleasing vibrations.
We were now moving in rhythm each seeking the movements of the other for increasing satisfaction. We were at once moaning in ecstacy as the tingling sensations we created within each other reached a critical mass. You gave pleasure even as you extracted it from your sub. You were no ordinary Domme.
I was trying to watch your face for a sign that you were about to orgasm when I felt myself begin to surge. I felt myself getting wet and looked to see shot after shot explode from me with every stroke from you. It was then that your lips parted and your head jerked as you arched your back in a shuttering climax. Our convulsions lasted for several seconds as we fell into each others arms for a brief rest before beginning the next chapter of our sexual journey.
