Julia and I had been a hot and heavy item for nearly a year. Our sex was wild, hot, and adventurous. From the first time we were together I was amazed at how hot she could get me, how she could will me to perform again and again until I was sore.
The first night we were together was a wild, animalistic fuck. In short order Julia had my dick rock hard and ready for a second time after a quick first shot, and she rode me to her first of several orgasms. Refusing to let me rest after my second shattering orgasm, she straddled my face for a sloppy tongue bath until she came two more times. Unrelenting, she manipulated my dick into one final erection, and drained my last few drops after hours of screwing. This type of scene was more the rule than the exception, and I enjoyed months of physical, almost athletic sex. One night she even coaxed me to a fourth orgasm, then laughed at my wasted form. She never tired of screwing, often insisting on my baring my cock in the car in the most public of parking lots. She would hike up her skirt, and climb aboard for a quicky.
Julia was not a stunning beauty, but possessed a classically handsome face that matched her prep school breeding. To meet her for the first time, you would never dream she was a nymphomaniac. She was about 5'4", had a nice round protruding butt and thin waist, with a very small bust. She was in fact nearly flat chested, but was so convinced of her sexiness that her boyish breasts became instantly arousing. After months of passionate screwing, we shared our deepest fantasies. Julia confided her deep desire for sex with another woman, a desire she had never acted on. But she didn't stop there, she described in detail the woman she wanted. A woman who couldn't be more different from Julia. She dreamed of tall, strong, bitchy women. Women who knew what they wanted, and demanded it. But most of all, Julia dreamed of shapely women. Women with a well defined waist and hips, but with very large breasts. Anything less than a D cup need not apply. She described her dream woman in vivid, passionate detail as we lay in bed. She caressed my rigid erection in lazy fashion as she described her amazon like partner with a massive bustline, both of them locked in heated embraces. She kissed me passionately and guided my head to her sopping pussy, grinding against my face for a powerful explosion. Curiously, as she continued to talk about her fantasy lover, I became increasingly intimidated by her vision. After she used my face for her pleasure she laid back and offered her dripping hot snatch to me. As she demanded a good hard fucking, my cock had gone completely limp. No amount of effort on my part could coax him into action as I desperately tried to fill her need. Julia laughed, and demanded that my tongue do what my cock could not. When she was finally sated after her second orgasm, my jaw ached and my dick was finally hard. Julia again giggled as she eyed my now urgent need. She gently reached and took my hand. With her hand over mine, she wrapped my fingers around my hard-on and began a stroking motion. I blushed deeply as she stood and whispered in my ear, "I think you know what to do. This will teach you not to disappoint me next time." and left me to masturbate. "Don't forget to clean up your mess," she directed over her shoulder as she walked away, pulling on her robe. I was ashamed, but too turned on to stop tugging.
Julia and I worked in the same office. Our professional life was just that, no one in our office ever suspected our affair. One morning I was working busily on my computer when Laurie, our controller, walked into my office to introduce her new assistant Lisa. Lisa had just joined us from a competitive firm, and would be a valuable asset. I had my back to the door as Laurie walked in and announced that I needed to meet Lisa. I turned and stood to greet the two of them and was astounded at what I found in front of me. Lisa was about 5'8", with long brown hair loosely tied to the back of her head. She had a strong, broad shouldered frame with very narrow hips and even narrower waist. Her whole appearance was dominated by an enormous pair of breasts, breasts so large that I couldn't help but stare. While Lisa dressed conservatively and appropriately, there was no hiding such an impressive set of assets. I was momentarily helpless to do anything but stare at the incredible swell under her blouse. I blushed profusely, stuck out my hand and stammered "Glad to meet you."
It was painfully obvious to Laurie what a fool I had just made of myself. Lisa didn't acknowledge my staring, but coolly responded, "Good to meet you." While I'm sure that she noticed my reaction to her bustline, I'm sure that she was quite used to the effect her breasts have on men. Laurie and Lisa moved on to the next office, leaving me to marvel at her departing butt, my head swimming with the vision of the largest breasts I had ever seen on such a thin shapely form. As I sat back down at my desk I became acutely aware of the bulge in my shorts, and pondered whether I should head for the men's room to relieve my fully erect cock.
I met Julia for lunch that day, and she immediately started talking about Lisa.
"Did you see the tit's on that chick." she asked in a voice dripping with envy. "She gets any guy she wants, that's for sure. She's just average looking, but with that body her pickup line is Yo, com'ere. Those things didn't sag a bit either. She is better than centerfold material!"
I was a bit embarrassed by Julia's wanton admiration of Lisa, and her dialogue kept up through most of lunch. As we walked back from lunch, we found Lisa outside the building smoking a cigarette. I politely said hello and once again admired her chest. Lisa ignored me.
Safely in the lobby, I murmured to Julia, "See, she isn't perfect, she smokes."
"Like any guy is going to reject that body because she smokes," Julia retorted.
I silently had to agree, and noticed that just my brief glance at Lisa had once again created an uncomfortable bulge in my underwear.
Over the next few weeks, Julia and Lisa became increasingly friendly. While Lisa could not have been more indifferent to me, Julia insisted that she was alot of fun. Soon, Julia and Lisa were having lunch every day. Julia, sensing that Lisa was not wild about me, stopped trying to include me. The two of them were everywhere together, and Julia's demeanor was always solicitous and flirtatious. More than once I caught her staring at Lisa's enormous bosom in open admiration. Their three times a week aerobics session at a local all womens gym was enough to send Julia scurrying home for a heavy session with her vibrator. Just the thought of Lisa's body in tight spandex had created several intense masturbations sessions of my own. Julia and I continued to meet weekly for a date and sex, but the sex started to cool off. The once wild passion had been reduced to a perfunctory session. Julia never offered to give me head any longer, but would merely lay back after my tongue had serviced her to two orgasms, and allow me to enter her missionary style. After I was done, she would disappear to the bathroom, and dress quickly to leave. We continued to be friendly, but more than once she canceled dates for after-work plans with Lisa. I began to worry when she actually refused to have sex after a dinner date, saying she wasn't in the mood. I persisted, I hadn't gotten any in two weeks since she had cancelled our date the previous week.
Julia roughly grabbed my hand and snapped, "You might have to start buying flowers for your fist full time if you keep it up, cause it's the only thing that you will be humping soon."
I began to worry about the apparent effect that Julia's friendship with Lisa was having on our relationship. My growing dislike for Lisa was not isolated. Word rapidly got around the office that Lisa might have a great bod, but she basically was a bitch.
The morning after Julia had refused to have sex, she came by to see me about noon. She invited me to dinner that Friday, and said she would make up for lost ground after dinner. I was shocked, as Julia and I never discussed social plans in the office, but was too horny to get indignant at this infraction. Julia sat on my desk, ran her toes over my crotch, and instructed me to pick her up at 7. I was happy to hear that I was going to get laid again, even if it was the much tamer sex we had been having lately.
Friday evening finally came, and I picked Julia up for dinner. We went to a favorite Italian place, and split a bottle of wine. Julia seemed distracted through dinner and I started to fear that I would be shut out again. However, as the check came Julia whispered in my ear "My place, now!" and scurried for the door. The whole drive home Julia caressed my upper thigh, and twice ran her fingers over my semi-erect shaft. We laughed on the climb up the stairs to her apartment about a miscue our waiter had made.
At the door, Julia kissed me passionately and said, " You are in for something special, just trust me." She opened the door and led me in.
In her living room I was shocked to find Lisa, casually reading a magazine. She said hello to Julia, and ignored me. Lisa was wearing a tightly fitted pair of jeans, and a white t-shirt that barely contained her enormous bosom. As she returned to reading, she removed a cigarette from a pack of Marlboro Lights on the table, placed it between her full lips and lit it. As she sent a plume of smoke skyward, she instructed Julia to get her an ashtray. Her tone definitely was not asking, and seemed curious to me. Julia scurried off.
When Julia returned, Lisa looked at me for the first time, then turned to Julia and asked "Have you told him?" When Julia didn't respond, Lisa looked disgusted, got up and left the room. As she walked out Lisa impatiently demanded, "So get it over with, now!"
I looked puzzled at Julia, and she looked distressed, but determined. She motioned for me to sit, and pulled up a stool in front of me. "Julia has agreed to have sex with me." Julia announced in a tone that made it obvious that there was more to come, but left me feeling like congratulations were somehow in order. "...but only if you agree to be her slave for the evening. She promised she won't hurt you, but you must do anything she asks. If you refuse at any time, she will leave. She also told me to tell you that you will not participate in our lovemaking in any way."
I was astounded, and angry. I had been tricked by Julia into coming here, promised sex so I would fall into their trap. "Absolutely not!" I blurted out immediately. I began to stand to leave.
