Lesbian couple in their forties seek a young woman submissive to play with. One night only. Activities such as whipping, bondage, punishment, and edging will be on the table. Couple seeks a third to treat as their pet. Please contact number below if interested.
- XO, Ruby and Irene
I finished reading the ad posted on my favorite hookup site and immediately reached for my phone. I've been going through kind of a dry spell since I ended things with my last partner but this ad has definitely gotten me intrigued. I thought being a young, 21 year old in her final year of college would get me nothing but pussy. However, school and life has gotten in the way of my sex life big time. And sex is one of my favorite hobbies. Especially kinky lady sex.
There's nothing I love more than playing the submissive in bed. The only thing that would sweeten the deal would be if I had two sexy ladies to boss me around instead of one. I hurriedly typed in the number and then penned a short message with my name and a question about meeting up.
While I waited for a text, I slid my hand down my DD Cup chest, past my trim waist and pear shaped hips, straight down into my underwear. Just thinking about the potential sex session that could come out of responding to this ad has me hornier than I've been in ages. Just as I start to circle my clit and my pussy starts to become wet, my phone chimes with an incoming message.
I quickly grab my phone and scan the message with my hand still down my underwear. As I read further down the text, my hand starts to automatically finger my clit again. I haven't even met these ladies yet but just their words are making me hotter than hell.
Understandably, before they want to meet, they requested that I send a photo to prove that I'm serious about the meet up. A fresh wave of pleasure rushes through my body at the thought of what they asked of me.
Although it could be risky sending a scandalous picture to virtual strangers, I'm willing to take the risk if it means I could have the chance to get with these doms. As I get up to prepare the picture, their naughty words flow back through my mind.
If it's okay with you pet, sometimes we get a lot of fake messages from the ad we posted and we just want to make sure you're actually up for what we're offering. If you're still interested in being our pet, send a picture of your body with a pair of your underwear clenched in your teeth. We eagerly await your message
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-XO, Ruby & Irene
Shaking myself from the ecstasy their words caused, I rapidly throw off all my clothes, and reach for a fresh pair of my raciest underwear in my dresser. With those clenched in my teeth as instructed, I sprawl stomach down on the bed with my chest plastered to the covers, my ass sticking up in the air. With one hand I hold my phone out to the side while I stick the other under my body and into my clenching heat.
Before taking the photo, I give myself a few thrusts of my fingers and then angle the phone to capture my entire body. After taking several photos, I throw myself on my back to check the quality of the images.
My body looks amazing all pulled taut with my ass in the air. You can partially see my breasts bulging from the side and my fingers buried in my pussy. My long, red hair lays wild against my back and forehead as my bright green eyes are rolled back and glazed. The red lacy underwear clenched in my teeth dangle down past my chin and create a striking contrast against my pale skin and hair. I look like the wanton slut I can't wait to be. Without anymore pause, I send the best picture to Ruby and Irene.
This time their reply comes immediately.
You look ravishing, pet. We can't wait to watch those tits bounce as you arch for Irene when she fucks you. We would love nothing more to meet up with you for one night and rock that luscious body of yours. Would you be available to meet at The Palimino Hotel at 8 this Friday? If so, just send back a simple X and we shall meet you at the hotel bar then.
P.S, wear those naughty undies from the picture.
XO, Ruby & Irene
Scanning my brain for obligations on this Friday, I quickly confirm my ability by sending an "X." Just thinking about all the possibilities for my tryst with these Mistresses causes my hand to travel down my naked waist one final time to finish the job...
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Friday: 7:45 @ The Palimino
Sitting at the hotel bar in the tightest, shortest, most revealing dress I own, I sip a martini as I wait for Ruby and Irene to appear. It occurred to me on the cab ride over that in my haste to get naked for them, I never asked for a picture of them or any other information. If my Mom knew what a risky decision I made just to get laid, she would skin my hide.
I wasn't completely blinded by my horniness though. I gave my location to my roommate Megan before I left and instructed her to call the police if I didn't text by midnight. We had both been in the online dating game long enough to have a system for dates like this.
Just as I was finishing my martini and contemplating another to settle my nerves, a small hand ran from my elbow to my shoulder, prompting me to turn around. Even though I never saw a picture of Ruby and Irene, I knew automatically they were the stunning women standing before me.
One of the beautiful vixens was slightly shorter than the other with caramel skin, long, wavy brown hair and a sweet smile. Her red lips matched perfectly to her scarlet band aid dress and pumps. If I had to guess, this one must be Ruby. She confirmed my suspicions by reaching out her hand and stating, "It's so wonderful to see you in person, Layla. My name is Ruby and this is my wife, Irene."
When she spoke, her voice flowed out in a soft, slightly Spanish accent. Her round face and features were a beautiful contrast to that of her wife.
Irene, with her dark brown braids and skin, leaned forward to surprisingly pull me into an embrace. I leaned forward in the chair as my legs parted to accommodate her toned body. Although she was taller than Ruby by just a few inches, they both had at least half a foot on me. I had always been the shortest in any room, standing at only 5'2. Ruby leaned back from our embrace and tenderly stroked my cheek.
"I agree with my wife. It is extremely good to see you in person. Ruby and I are very anxious to find out what makes you tick, pet. Should we head up now?"
Where Ruby appeared to be sweet and soft, Irene was bold and seducing. Her lips played at the barest of a smile as her tounge came out to tease her dark purple smirk. While Ruby was dressed elegantly in a dress, Irene had on a slim fitting, dark pant suit that contoured to every inch of her body. I silently agreed with Irene and hitched my bag on my shoulder. Irene wasted no time by grabbing each of our hands to pull us upstairs. They had me so hot already that if I attempted to speak, only a string of moans would exit my mouth.
Ruby communicated to me that they already booked a room and checked in. The revelation made much more sense considering they didn't have any bags or luggage when we met in the bar. Bypassing the concierge, we went straight for the elevator. The ride up to the room was a silent, tense affair. Each of us knew that as soon as the door opened, we were one stop closer to getting hot and heavy.
When the doors finally slid open, Irene pulled Ruby and I across the threshold of the elevator and into the hallway. We made quick work of finding their room and quickly unlocking the door. With a solid finality, the door was closed with us on the inside, ready to begin our only night of promised pleasure.
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Irene
I looked at my wife of ten years over the head of the sexiest girl we had ever seen and silently communicated what should happen next. When you've been with someone as long as we have, you start to learn each others cues and thoughts without a word ever having to be said. And the words being communicated to me now detailed how quickly we needed to go over the rules so we can get the delectable Layla into bed.