At this point, I still hadn't touched this guy, and based on the way he treated his girlfriend, I wasn't sure I wanted to. So, I put my hand on his shoulder and gently pushed him back from her. I was still behind her, so I cupped her breast with my hands, put my cheek against hers, and said "wouldn't you like to just watch for a bit?" with a wink. He nodded, and I suggested he pull the comfy chair up to the bottom of the bed. I leaned in and asked her softly if she was comfortable with this, and she nodded her head eagerly.
I decided to stay behind her for now, let her focus on sensation instead of site. I pulled her to her knees with my hands under her arms, ran my hands down her torso and back up, kissing her neck all the while. I was enjoying the sensation of woman under my hands, soft and yielding, curved and warm. I applied more pressure on my next pass down, running my hands down her belly and firmly pressing into her pelvis, pulling her butt back into the curve of my hips. I started talking to her, telling her what I wanted to do to her, rocking my hips against her butt with every other word, letting my whisper wash over the skin of her cheek. I brought my hand up to her throat and kept it there, just lightly lying against her pulse. My other hand made its way down to the bottom of her skirt, which had ridden up her hips. I grabbed the hem and pulled it up, tucking it up underneath her bra, so the front of her body was exposed. I pulled her tits out of her bra one by one, tightening my grasp on her neck while I did it, so her breath caught and her head arched back into my shoulder.
And I looked at him, making eye contact while I pulled her nipple out taut, then ran my fingertips down her belly. I was feeling a little Alpha at the moment, challenging his ownership of either of us. But I broke contact with him when I ran my fingers down her smooth shaven mound, turning my head to look at her as I slipped one finger into her wet folds to find her clit. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open and slack as her breath hitched. I watched her eyelids flicker as I gently played with her nub, sliding up and down, getting my finger wet by dipping down into her cunt, then bringing it back up to coat her clit. It was beautiful, and I felt myself split into two people, experiencing both what I was doing to her, and what it feels like when it was done to me. This, this is one of the things I love most about being with women. This intense duality, this absolute knowledge of what she was experiencing it, feeling my fingers on her clit almost like they were on mine. It was perfectly empathetic, in a way I've never experienced with men.
I grew impatient, and incredibly aroused. I pushed her down onto her back with my hand on her neck, moving out from behind her and to her side. She lay completely placid in front of me, and I knew I could do whatever I wanted to her. Strangely, this bugged me. I wanted more from her, I wanted her to either push for what she needed or fight me. I wanted conflict, not peaceful acceptance. So I looked over at her boyfriend and motioned him to get up on the bed. I told him to position himself up by her head, but to do nothing else for the moment. I looked back down at her supine body, and told her to open her eyes. When she didn't comply, I pinched her nipples hard, twisting. She gasped, hips jerking up, and opened her eyes. I smiled and said "good girl. Now keep them open."
I leaned down and sucked her nipple into my mouth, pulling strongly. When she touched the back of my head, I bit down on her nipple. She gasped and her hands flew to grab the sheets. I mumbled "Good girl" again, and commenced to ravishing her breasts with attention. She had lovely breasts, full and perky, with soft pink nipples. Which were very sensitive. I love sensitive nipples. I love playing rough with them, pulling and biting to just this side of pain, then softly laving them with my tongue and lips. I set my teeth to her nipple, and let my hand roam down her belly. I could feel her belly muscles contracting under my fingers, jumping with nervousness. I bit down a little harder, eyes rolled up so I could make sure her eyes were open. When I reached her hole, I shoved my finger up and in hard and fast, while at the same time lifting my head with her nipple still clenched between my teeth. She screamed and arched up to follow my mouth, while her cunt spasmed around my finger. I let her nipple go, popping wetly out of my mouth, and started fucking her hard with my finger.
I looked at her boyfriend and told him to shove his cock in her mouth. He got such a huge grin on his face, I had to giggle a little. Her mouth was already open and needy, so it was easy for him to lean over her and shove his cock down her throat. I reached to the side, grabbed a smaller dildo, and used that to fuck her cunt while he fucked her throat. I leaned up and kept sucking her nipples while fucking her, and in less than 5 minutes she came. Which is when I found out she was a squirter. He still hadn't come yet, but I got up on my knees behind him and pulled his hips away from her mouth, mostly to give her time to recover. We both sat up around her head and petted her back down. I started petting him a little, and said "Your turn".
It amazes me, sometimes, the things that couples don't know about each other. The things that they might never learn about each other. This couple had never really communicated each others real needs to each other. He treated her like a rag doll, which wasn't the type of sub she actually was. She wanted to be dominated, but not be turned into an object. And he, apparently, really liked having things shoved up his ass. She found this out after we'd both been sucking on his cock for a while, and he turned and pointed at a butt plug they'd brought and asked me to shove it in him. Hard. With no lube. Which told me this wasn't his first time. When I looked over at her, her eyes were HUGE. Apparently, to him, being a Dom didn't involve being able to tell her to do whatever he wanted if it didn't make him feel manly. Silly boy. I grinned, because the idea of pegging this boy was a very happy thought. I grabbed the plug, had her move over just a bit, and told her to watch. I took him back in my mouth, positioned the plug, and shoved it hard up into his ass just as I swallowed his cock whole. He screamed, arched up off the bed into my mouth, and came after just a couple of thrusts. I didn't want to swallow his cum, so I let it fill my mouth a bit, then pulled up and away, letting it fall back down and coat his cock. His girlfriends eyes were still huge, a little shell shocked, and I grabbed the back of her head, kissed her hard, and then guided her head down to his cock and told her to clean it.
We spent some time cleaning up after that, took a shower, cleaned up the bed, and drank some more scotch. We talked a bit, and I had him explain to her what he liked about having his ass filled with a butt plug. I fooled around with her some more, just gentle, soft core porn shit. But it gave him another erection. By this time, she was almost asleep. It was well after 2am, and while both he and I were hyper, she was out of it. So he asked her if it was ok if he fucked me on the couch. She nodded yes sleepily, rolled some blanket over her, and pretty much passed out. We moved to the couch and proceeded to completely violate it. I let him fuck me in as many positions as we could think of, and I made him grab a vibrator and hold it to my clit while thrusting so I could come in whatever position I wanted. We were loud, and apparently we woke her up after about 20 minutes. I was on my back under him at this point, lying along the couch, with one of his legs on the floor and one bent up and almost under me. I'll give him this, dude was athletic. But he stopped, and looked over at the bed. I craned my neck up so I could look too, and she was sitting up on the bed looking at us. Crying.
Not good. Apparently theory was a lot more acceptable than reality. We both scrambled up off the couch and started towards the bed, but she jumped off the bed and ran to the bathroom. He followed, but I stayed back, figuring I couldn't do much good and might do some harm. They spent a good half hour in the bathroom, which time I took to pack all of my shit up, get dressed, and prepare to leave. I didn't think this could end well. I waited till they came back out to say goodbye, but when I said I was leaving they both protested, saying I shouldn't go. It was awkward, but I stayed. He ended up fucking her next to me, in what I can only assume was a protestation of his love, and neither of them actually touched me again that night.
Which was frustrating.
But all in all, it was a positive experience. I had a lot of fun topping them, and it was interesting teaching and watching their dynamic. It broke some barriers for me, as far as group sex goes, and I compiled a bunch of great memories to masturbate to later. :D