Most guys fantasize about having sex with two girls at once. However most of those fantasies don't involve being dominated by a butch lesbian while your ex-girlfriend watches...
Dale and Laura met in College, when they both had a history class together. They got assigned to work together on a group project. They would flirt with each other while they were working together, and when the group went out for drinks after handing in the final project, they ended up hooking up. After that, they dated for a few weeks. The relationship was very physical; Laura had a sex drive big enough to rival any man's and they spent most of their time together in the bedroom. Sex with Laura was like nothing Dale had ever experienced. Laura loved anal sex, loved to talk dirty, and loved being treated like a dirty slut. She would turn him on by telling him her fantasies of having sex with other women, and then she would finger Dale's ass while giving him head. Her sexual energy was impossible to resist and he loved every minute of it, even the fingering. Laura was bisexual and talked all the time about wanting to have a threesome with another girl, which gave Dale plenty of material to fantasize about when they weren't together.
Unfortunately they never really clicked on an intellectual or emotional level. In fact they never really talked much at all. After a few weeks of passion, Dale started to see a little less of her, and he knew it wasn't going to last. They parted ways when they both went home for the Winter Break, and after a few dull phone conversations they finally broke it off. Dale knew he would miss the sex, but he had no regrets about their affair, except that they never did get to have a threesome. Deep down though, he worried that he just wasn't man enough to satisfy her insatiable sex drive. Over the next couple of years he dated a few girls but none of them had the sexual appetite that Laura had. He saw her around campus a couple of times over the next semester and was surprised to see her arm and arm with a rather butch lesbian who played on the women's rugby team. Dale knew Laura was in to girls but he never figured she would go steady with a woman like that. Then Laura graduated and he didn't see her around campus anymore.
It was over a year before he saw her again, and he recognized her immediately the moment he saw her. He was trying a new restaurant for the first time when her familiar face greeted him with a menu. She looked as stunning as ever. They flirted a bit while she waited on him and they made plans to have lunch and catch up. Over the next few weeks they got together a few times for a meal or a couple of drinks. And every time they were together the sexual tension was almost palpable. Beyond catching up they still didn't really have a lot to talk about together, but the excitement of their attraction to one another kept it interesting. It wasn't long before their conversations turned to reminiscing over their brief few weeks of passion.
It was after a few happy hour drinks that Laura confided in Dale that she had not been with another man since they had broken up. Although she was definitely in love with her lesbian partner, Sam, Dale could tell that she was longing for a different kind of touch. That night Laura invited Dale back to her apartment for another drink. Sam was out playing a rugby match. At first Dale felt a little weird, seeing pictures of Sam along with her rugby trophies all around. The couple of times he had met Sam, she always seemed kind of dismissive and intimidating; she was obviously aware of their history and wasn't too happy about their current interactions. But then he found himself sitting on the couch next to Laura and she was letting her hair down and looking as gorgeous and as sexy as he remembered. They practically threw themselves at one another.
They kissed furiously. Their hands went everywhere. They let their hormones take over like high school lovers. Dale had Laura's shirt off and was sucking on her breasts with one hand down her pants, when Sam walked in...
They all stared at each other as it took Sam a few seconds to register what was going on. Then she exploded.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" she shouted at Dale. She dropped her gym bag and moved quickly to the couch. "Get your hands off her, you little bitch!" she yelled and grabbed a fistful of Dale's hair, dragging him up off of Laura, who cowered away trying to cover herself with a shirt. Sam reached back and punched Dale in the stomach knocking the wind out of him. She hit him in the face sending him sprawling to the floor. She reached down and grabbed his shirt lifting him back up onto his feet. "You think you can walk in here and try and fuck my girlfriend, huh?" The she brought her knee forcefully up into Dale's groin. He collapsed in agony, feeling like he was about to vomit from the pain. "What do you think about that, bitch?"
"Stop it!" pleaded Laura. "Stop hurting him!"
Sam stopped and looked over at Laura, who was crying. She turned back to Dale. "Get the fuck out of here, now!"
Dale pulled himself to his feet and began limping to the doorway. Laura rushed over to hand him his shoes. "Are you OK?" she asked. "I'm so sorry!"
Dale nodded, still hunched over with one hand clutching his throbbing balls. His eye was beginning to bruise. The physical pain was intense, but so was the damage to his pride as he realized he just had his ass kicked by a girl. "I'm sorry," he groaned as he left and limped to his car. Sam came over and shut the door behind him. Then she grabbed Laura, still topless, by the shoulders and pressed her back up against the door. Laura was scared for an instant, but then Sam leaned in and kissed her fiercely on the lips and began grabbing her tits, picking up right where Dale had left off, only with a little bit of a different attitude.
"So you can't keep your clothes on for one night while I'm out, can you?" she said and began sucking on Laura's nipple. Laura moaned. "You're just a little cheating slut aren't you?" She gave Laura's nipple a little bite, causing her to gasp.
"No, I'm your slut, Sir," replied Sam.
"Then how come you're trying get with that little punk? Aren't I good enough for you?" Sam ripped Laura's pants off of her and began fingering her pussy roughly.
Laura moaned. "Oh god, I love you Sam. I'm so sorry. I just..." said Laura, trailing off.
Sam kissed her on the lips again and began rubbing her finger gently over Laura's clitoris. "What is it, baby? You just what?"
Laura hesitated, closing her eyes, feeling her body melt into Sam's warm fingers. "I was just so turned on thinking about his cock," she said quietly. She looked at Sam apologetically. "I just wanted to feel a real cock again. It feels so good. I miss it. I hope you aren't mad at me."
Sam looked her in the eye. "I'm only mad that you went behind my back," she said. "You're my little pet remember? You should have just asked me."
"You mean you'd let me have sex with him?" asked Laura.
"Well, I didn't say that," said Sam, smugly. "But I might think about it." She smiled coyly. "For now you'll just have to be satisfied with me." With that she picked Laura up and carried her into the bedroom. She set her down on the bed and kissed her long and passionately. Then she lifted Laura's legs up and smacked her on the ass. "Of course, you know you aren't getting off without being punished." She pulled Laura's legs back over her head exposing her ass even more and spanked her hard several times. Laura yelped and groaned with each smack. Then Sam got up and walked to the closet. She picked out her most lifelike strap-on dildo and began buckling the harness on. "Since you're so eager to get fucked, I guess I might as well give you what you want. Is that what you want, slut?"
Laura got up on her knees and began to beg. "Oh yes, Sir! I want to get fucked so bad! Please fuck me." Sam made her suck the dildo before telling her to get on her hands and knees and turn around.
"OK, you little slut, since you want to get fucked so bad I'm going to fuck the shit out of you until you can't stand it anymore!" With that she plunged the dildo into Laura's sopping wet cunt. Laura moaned with pleasure as Sam began fucking her hard, pounding into her and slapping her ass. It didn't take long before the first orgasm hit Laura and she began screaming with each thrust. Sam was taunting her, calling her a slut and a whore. She made Laura beg for her cock. She flipped Laura onto her back and began fucking her again, stopping periodically to twist her into a different position.
Laura lost count of how many orgasms she had that night. Sam also was enjoying herself. She got off on dominating Laura and treating her like her personal sex toy. The inside of the strap-on rubbed against her clit as she pounded away, causing her to cum multiple times. After what must have been hours, Laura's pussy was on fire from all the abuse it was getting. She begged Sam to stop, but she kept going, reminding her that this was her punishment. It was supposed to hurt.
