"Nice to meet you," Dani answered. She reached over and gave my ass a spank hard enough to make me wince, and wipe the smile from my face. "But I am here for your wife, slave. In the unlikely event I actually talk to you, you will call me Mistress. Otherwise, pretend you aren't even here, and we will get along famously."
My eyes widened in shock, and I wondered what I had gotten myself into. She glared at me with nothing but disdain; and then I glanced at Michelle and could see she was barely containing a laugh, her eyes dancing. At least I had an idea of what they had been whispering about in the closet. "Yes, Mistress," I murmured, getting into character. Dani smiled, although I don't think she meant me to see it.
Michelle glanced at me, and then at Dani. Then she took a rather big gulp of wine, and stared down into the glass. "So... Uh... How do we get started?" She asked quietly. I was amused at how timid she was, considered how aggressive she usually was in the bedroom.
Dani tossed me a quick smile, took a big sip of her own, and set her wine down on a table. She moved to Michelle; she took my wife's wine and set it down next to hers. Before my wife could say anything, Dani moved in. One hand went to the back of her neck, while the other went to her hip. Gently, the new girl kissed my wife on the lips. I could tell Michelle was nervous; her own hands twitched uselessly at her sides, as if she didn't know what to do with them. Dani continued to kiss, and I could see my wife slowly starting to respond. She started to kiss back, and I could see the space between them shirk as they moved closer together.
Michelle's lips opened, and Dani smiled as she matched the move; I could see their tongues meet, entwined. My wife's hands moved then, one gently resting on the side of one of Dani's breasts, the other in the small of her back. Michelle let out the faintest of moans, and I felt my cock twitch at the sound.
My wife was making out with a woman. I couldn't believe it. Slowly, I was grinding into the bed, matching the pace of their increasingly aggressive kiss. I had always dreamed... And now it was happening three feet away. And I was helpless to join them. I struggled against my bondage, and groaned in desperation. The women heard, and broke the kiss just long enough to giggle at my predicament.
As the kiss went on, Dani grabbed at Michelle's ass with both hands. They had turned, so Michelle's back was to me; I whimpered as Dani squeezed her ass, and pulled my wife against her. Their bodies were now tightly entwined, their pelvises crushed together. Michelle slid her hand forward, caressing the full breast, while her other hand now claimed a handful of ass as well. Slowly they started grinding against each other; Dani was sucking on Michelle's tongue, and my wife was pawing at the woman's breast greedily. I whimpered as Dani spread Michelle's cheeks apart as she rubbed, and the string of my wife's thong disappeared between the tight globes of her bottom.
Dani's hands suddenly let go, and I saw Michelle's cheeks quiver as gravity took over. She moved her hands up, and reached the clasp of my wife's bra. With much less trouble than I had ever had, she had the clasp open. As the bra sagged free, Dani snagged it, and tossed it at me. It landed on my back. I groaned.
"Oh fuck," my wife growled as the other woman took her breasts into her hands. Her head flopped back a bit, her eyes rolled up, as she let the feeling of a woman's hands on her envelope her. She moaned as Dani shifted focus to her nipples, and returned to the kiss with aggression and desperation, crushing her mouth against the younger woman's. Michelle moved her hands, fumbling with the hem of Dani's baby doll, and eventually found her way under the silky material. They had turned again, and I could see her own hands seeking out Dani's nipples under the material. Both woman had closed their eyes as they moaned into each other's mouths.
Dani broke away, her face flushed and smiling. She grabbed the bottom of her negligee, and slowly pulled it upwards. One at a time, almost in slow motion, I watched her breasts drop free as the garment cleared them. Upwards it slid, up over her head. Finally, she tossed the babydoll onto my back with Michelle's bra. And I whimpered again, wanting to grab the thing and hold it, to smell it, but unable to move.
With wide eyes, I watched Dani move past me. She climbed onto top of the bed, half sitting against the headboard, her legs spread wide; I stared hard at her crotch as if I might eventually see through the thin triangle of material that hid her secret place from me.
"I need mine," Dani said to my wife, "Before I give you yours. Get over here and give it to me." She reached down, and tugged the thong aside, revealed a swollen slit already wet with moisture. She was shaved bald, giving me the best possible view; I felt my cock spasm and knew I was leaking precum at the sight.
Michelle hesitated only briefly. She had never been with a woman, so had obviously never tasted a woman's pussy; but she loved to make me eat her, and loved to watch the act in porno; I knew she had fantasized about it many times. She dived in even faster than I expected. She ended up on her hands and knees, her face lowered into the other woman's vagina. Because of the length of the bed, that put my wife agonizingly close to me; her knees were on either side of my head, her feet occasionally rubbing against my side as she worked. Her pussy was only
inches
above my head; inches! But I could not physically turn my head in a way that would let me reach it. Her body blocked everything of our new girl, though I could see Michelle's breasts dangling below her, swaying in time with the movements of her mouth. I grinded hard against the bed, and actually felt a tear in my eye as frustration filled me. I could hear Dani's moans as Michelle went down on her. She was panting, her breathing heavy. I could feel the bed rocking slowly underneath them, as my wife's body moved back and forth over me; I assumed she was thrusting her tongue into the other woman like a dildo. Or was she using her fingers? The mental images were driving me crazy. I watched my wife's breasts move, and made noises in my throat that sounded an awful lot like crying.
I pulled at the restraints holding my wrists; I shook my head desperately. "Oh god," I whined.
"Shut it," Dani snapped between moans. "No one... Oh! Yeah, there! No one is talking to you, slave."
Michelle murmured her agreement, but I couldn't make out the words; she must have been buried to the nose in Dani's pussy. I groaned and pulled uselessly at my bonds. My cock was throbbing so hard I thought it would explode. Dani's moans had increased in volume, and the motions on the bed had the headboard banging the wall rapidly. My wife was moaning into the other woman, and I could see her hips grinding against nothing but air above me. I felt a drip of wetness on the side of my face and knew Michelle was dripping wet. I moaned, and shut my eyes tightly, trying to ignore the overwhelming need to cum in my throbbing penis.
At last, Dani cried out; if there were words to the sound, they were lost to the pitch. The rocking of the bed increased dramatically, and I knew the woman was pushing herself up against Michelle's mouth as she cummed. Gradually, the motions slowed, and eventually stopped. Michelle fell forward on the bed, snuggling with the woman, cradling one breast with her hand.
"Wow. That was good," Dani commented when she regained her breath. "And you have never done that before?"
I could practically hear my wife blush as she responded, though I could not see her face. "First time. I liked it too. You taste good," She giggled.
"You sure I can't convince you to switch teams?" Dani added.
"We'll see," Michelle teased, for my benefit I was sure.
Slowly, the two bodies separated. Dani stood, while Michelle lay back on the bed. My wife lifted her legs, and made a show of taking off her panties; her vagina looked puffy and wet as it bulged between her thighs, with her legs up in the air. She opened her legs, lowering them slowly to either side of me, her open and ready pussy well out of reach. It turned me on so much to see her so hot for another woman, I doubted I had ever felt so out of control horny. If I had been free, nothing in the world could have stopped me from taking her myself, right then and there.
"Tease," Dani commented, and I had to agree. I watched as she slipped her own thong off. She held the thing by a finger, and grinned at me wickedly. "Open up, slave," she commanded. I nearly cummed as she shoved the panties, soaked in the woman's juices, into my mouth. I groaned in desperation around the sweet tasting gag. My wife laughed at me, and Dani tossed her a wink.
Dani proceeded to buckle on the harness, strapping the belts around her thighs and across her waist. Next, she produced a dildo from somewhere. Either Michelle had been shopping, or the new girl had brought it with her. It was black as ebony, and bigger than any of the toys we had used. It had to be at least ten inches in length, and likely double the thickness of my own cock. Dani attached the thing to the harness, and I glanced at Michelle; her eyes sparkled with excitement and lust. I had a feeling she had chosen the dildo herself. Dani adjusted the harness and dildo until it rested on her hips in a way she was happy with, and then thrust her hips in my direction, the massive fake cock waggling a greeting.
