The series you are reading is the story of our baby sitter Katherine who was seduced by my wife Ann. Ann's friend Lisa, who is a dominant lesbian, decided to lead Katherine into a lesbian lifestyle and as part of that instructed her to recruit her college roommate Taylor. This chapter is Katherine telling her story to Lisa and Ann, who retold it to me...and now I'm telling you. I know, confusing but hey, I can't get Ann to write it down. Thanks! Larry -
I had been stiff as a board ever since Ann called me to say she was on her way home after meeting Lisa and Katherine at the coffee shop. Lisa had called Ann at the office and asked her to stop by the Starbucks near campus. Katherine was going to give the two ladies a progress report on how the seduction of her roommate, Taylor, was progressing. Lisa has instructed Katherine to recruit her this week to join in their little lesbian games. The fact that Taylor was straight and had a steady boyfriend perhaps made the game that much more exciting for Lisa who reveled in turning straight women into her lesbian playthings. When Ann arrived home she wasted no time in relaying the conversation that took place earlier in the evening between Katherine, Lisa and herself:
Ann spotted Katherine alone at a booth sipping on one those iced coffees they serve. Katherine looked stunning in a little yellow top but her nipples, hard as little pebbles were clearly evident. Lisa had made it clear, among the many rules she had made the coed, panties and bras were off limits even in public. She intended Katherine to always be ready should the need arise for a quick grope.
Ann ordered and had just begun to exchange pleasantries when Lisa sauntered into the shop, dropped her pocketbook on a chair, leaned down and placed a lingering kiss on the coed's plump lips. They parted lips with a wet sound as Lisa leaned back down and wiped Kat's upper lip with her tongue before heading to the counter for an order.
When she returned, she asked Katherine to report on how things were going with Taylor. According to Katherine, Taylor is a couple of years younger, just nineteen and a sophomore at the local college. While Kat is 5' 6", Taylor is two inches shorter and weighs 110 lb. Both are identical 34 C. Katherine, who used to have long blonde hair, now has it cut short, at Lisa's direction. Taylor is a brunette and wears her hair just above her shoulders.
"Okay....I've been dying to call you but you made me promise to wait until...well, I'm getting ahead of myself," started Katherine. "Taylor and I have roomed together for two semesters after my first roommate graduated last year. She and I are really close and it floored her a few weeks ago when I came home and Susan had restyled my hair. I thought her eyes would pop out."
"You didn't tell her I had it cut," Lisa smiled as she took a sip of her coffee.
"I just told her I needed a change. We often do our laundry together and she took notice of the clothes you had purchased me...the skimpy tops and shorts...and the fact that I never had any panties or bras to wash," continued Kat.
"Little sluts don't wear such items sweets," Lisa chided.
"Well, it wasn't lost on Taylor although she didn't say anything. But on more than one occasion I returned to the room and knew that she had been through my drawers and closets snooping around. Well Monday evening after we returned from the café, I figured I better get to work if I was going to have her recruited for you by this weekend."
"We were both reading in our beds, when about eight or so, I said I was going to take a shower. I stood up and with my back to her raised my top over my head. I looked in the mirror on my dresser and could see she was watching me undress, peeking over the top of her book. I unsnapped my jeans and eased them down, taking my time and giving her a nice long look. When I turned to lay my jeans on the bed, I looked over and her attention quickly shifted back to the book but I was confident I had seen her gazing at my ass."
"I took my time in the shower, rubbing my tits and pussy which were throbbing in anticipation at what I was going to do," continued Katherine
"There's no feeling like the first time turning a supposedly straight girl out to get those pussy juices going," Lisa smirked, "but please keep going."
"Well, I went back in the room with a fluffy towel wrapped around my waist and tied at the top just over my titties. I then sat down on the edge of the bed and began painting my toenails. I painted them that bright red that you like. The way I was sitting I could feel the cool air on my pussy and knew it was exposed. I could only imagine it gaping and inviting. On several occasions I could feel...sort of sense, Taylor looking, but each time I looked up Taylor would turn a page of her book. But once I caught her. She was transfixed on my crotch and then she saw me looking at her. She blushed as I just smiled back at her."
"I could tell she was rattled when she announced she too was getting ready to turn in. She walked into the bathroom and began to run the shower. At first the door was cracked and I wondered if she was going to provide me a show. But no such luck when she pushed the door shut. When she finished and walked out, she had slipped on a t-shirt which hung below her hips. I was still in my towel lying on my back watching television. I figured it's now or never and retrieved a bottle of lotion from the bathroom and began rubbing lotion on my feet and legs. Sighing, I told Taylor my back was really tense and was there any way she would consider rubbing my shoulders."
"Taylor had just slipped into bed but I was hopeful my pitiful look would beget some sympathy," continued Katherine. "Sure" Taylor replied.
"I eased down on the bed on my stomach as she sat on the side, taking time to warm the lotion in her hand before administering it to my shoulders. Her soft hands felt great on my skin as they slid across the top of my shoulders, stopping to pinch the skin at the base of my neck. After a couple of minutes I made a move and released the towel and pushed it down bunching it to my ass. Let me get this out of your way. She hesitated a few seconds before I felt her hands again trace circles on my back. My legs too, if you would," I said.
She was really quiet and then she started ruinning circles on my lower back where you had me get the tattoo. "When did you get this?" she inquired.
"You like it?" I inquired.
"Its unusual. A tiger wearing a collar.... What does it mean?" she continued.
"Well, its a cat...like me...Kat. Tigers are wild...and always on the prey...but that one is collared." I explained.
"I'm seeing someone and they picked it out." Taylor was really quiet and I was unsure what to say. I didn't want to scare her off. "It symbolizes my submission to them."
"Who is this person, when do I meet him?" she asked.
"I didn't dare explain at that moment the he was actually a she. You will. I promise. I want you to."
"Fortunately she dropped it but I could tell her eyes were still fixed on my tat. The tiger with the thick black collar and silver studs. Thinking I had given myself to someone to do their bidding. I only wished I could read her thoughts."
"Taylor moved her hands to my legs and it felt divine as she squirted lotion directly on them and rubbed it in. I groaned my approval. 'Would you do my front?' I flipped over without waiting for her response. The expression on her face was priceless. Her eyes were glued to my breast and she started to utter something when I said, 'Look don't be silly, it's just us two. She was careful to rub down low and on the occasion she ventured near my breast she ran her hands around them."
