Owning A Dominate Bitch Sex Story

Published 2 years ago

Chapter 1
My freshman year of high school could have been better. I was a pudgy boy and only five foot nine inches with a pimply face. My confidence was low so it didn’t take much to bring out my shyness and that made my first year horrible.

Although I was on the football team I didn’t get to play much and even though the coach, an ex-NFL lineman, told me I had natural strength and ability but I just couldn’t come out of my shell. To make matters worse, the Johnson twins had singled me out as their punching bag.

The Johnson brothers were my age but six foot tall and lean. They had the reputation of being bullies and constantly harassed me from day one. The locker room was the worst as they would pull pranks on me like putting hot muscle balm in my underwear, or hiding my clothes.

The last day of my freshman year they took it to the next level and tried to start a fight with me. I guess I had enough and responded first with a punch to the face to one twin that broke his nose and knocked him out. The second twin swung wildly at me which I easily ducked under and caught him in a choke from behind. By the time Coach Smith pried me from his back both the brother were unconscious and I had a new reputation.

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My sophomore year everything changed. It seemed the entire school had heard about the fight and I was treated a lot differently. No one wanted to mess with me and a few girls started trying to get my attention. I still lacked any real self confidence but I was faking it and being fairly convincing.

Diane was in my first class of the day and she approached me just a few weeks into the semester. “Hi Jimmy,” she smiled, “how is your schedule this year?”

We talked for a while but I had no experience and didn’t realize she was interested in me. It took almost three weeks before I understood what she wanted and asked her out. We had fun on our date and by the end we were in my car making out in a deserted park.

As we were kissing I ran my hand up her stomach but when I reached her bra she pushed me away. “Let’s not go too far,” she said. I was disappointed and horny but being the gentleman, I stopped and took her home. I got the distinct impression she was surprised that I didn’t push her more.

The next week at school she was cold to me and I couldn’t figure it out. It didn’t help that some kid at school had heard about my fight and wanting to make a name for himself.
By the middle of the week this kid, who was actually quite bigger than me, met me in the hall and pushed me against the wall as I walked by. He started to say something but I had already decided to beat his ass and the first kick landed square in his nuts. He doubled over in pain and I started beating the shit out of him in the middle of the hall.

As I was being pulled off the kid by the principle, I saw Diane in the crowd. She was flush with excitement as she clutched her books to her chest. The fog began to clear from my teenage brain and I realized what she wanted.

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I was expelled for a week for beating up the kid but I now had a plan. I was waiting for Diane in the parking lot after school and when she saw me, her face blushed. She looked so cute. I figured I had nothing to lose so I played it just the way I had rehearsed.

We’re going out tomorrow night,” I told her, “I will pick you up at 7.” I turned and walked away hoping I had read the situation correctly.

The next night I rolled up in my car at her house right at 7. She was out of the house and halfway to the car before I could get out, so I just waited on her. We went straight to the park and she seemed a little nervous.

“We’re not even going to dinner?” she asked.

“Nope,” I said, “we have some unfinished business from the other night.” I pulled her to me and kissed her hard on the mouth and she seemed to melt. I went straight under her shirt and to her bra without waiting for her to protest. As I fumbled with her bra she finally decided to say something,

“No, stop. We can’t go any further.” She moaned.

I ignored her and kept fumbling with her bra until giving up with the clasp and just pushing the material up over her breasts. I sucked her cute tits and played with her pussy without another comment until I begin moving her into position to fuck her.

“No,” she said more forcibly than before, “we can’t!”

I was going to stop and just take her home but I remembered last time and decided to press on. I grabbed her panties with both hands and pulled hard. The panties ripped in pieces and I threw them in the back seat. Her nicely trimmed pussy was now in view and pulling her legs to me put her back flat on the seat. I dropped my pants and pushed my cock into her in one fluid motion.

Diane squealed as my cock impaled her and then groaned as I pounded her relentlessly. I came inside her pussy but was so excited I never slowed down. She wrapped her legs around me and began to orgasm as I pumped frantically until I was ready to come again. By now we were both sweating and she was increasing her movements to match mine as we rutted on the front seat of my car. She came first and that was enough to push me over the edge as I came inside here for the second time.

Finally satisfied, I resisted the urge to lay and cuddle with her. Instead, I stuck with my plan by pulling up my pants and, without saying anything to her, cranked up the car and drove off.

Diane was shocked by my actions and scrambled to get her clothes straightened as we headed back to her house. She looked perplexed but as we got closer to her house she flushed again like she had in the hallway the day before. I was confident I had read her correctly.

“Wednesday we are going out again,” I told her as I pulled up to her house.

She got out of the car, “But… but, that’s a school night and my parents won’t let me go out.” She looked worriedly through the car window hoping I would reconsider.

I looked straight at her and with my new found confidence said, “Wednesday.” Her face turned the brightest shade of red yet and I drove away without another word.

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Chapter 2

That week was a turning point in my life. Diane did what ever I asked of her, any time I wanted it. As a 16 year old, it was great having all the pussy I could want on demand. ‘Demand’ was the operative word with Diane because she got really turned on when I told her what to do without asking for her input. If I tried to talk to her about what she wanted, her attitude changed and she would clam up. As long as she felt I was forcing her, she loved it.

I found out, after a week of suspension, that the kid I beat up had a broken jaw and had to have his mouth wired shut. He would be drinking soup from a straw for the next few weeks. Because of this, I was kicked off the football team, much to Coach Smith’s dismay. He was upset that I wouldn’t be able to play on the team the rest of my time at high school and told me I had just messed up a shot at a scholarship to college.

I was beginning to understand why Coach had pushed me so hard at football. In the past year, I had grown to 6 feet and packed on some more muscle. Diane appreciated this but it was difficult to have a conversation with her that didn’t involve me ordering her to do something sexual.

My reputation as a brawler put me in a completely different category at school. The guys that pretended to be bad asses didn’t want to have to prove it, so we got along, but they were a bit afraid of me. The nerds liked me because I would stop the jocks from hazing them. I guess the old wounds from my freshman year and the ever lurking Johnson twins made me see a bit of myself in the nerds. The jocks knew I had been suspended for fighting so they used that as an excuse to never square up with me. After a while the hazing stopped when I was around and the nerds seemed grateful.

I was able to go anywhere in the school and talk to anyone without being excluded. The most popular girls were curious but afraid to approach me. Diane followed me around like a puppy waiting to please her owner and the rumors abound. I wasn’t really ‘popular’ but everyone knew who I was. I never bullied anyone but I was still sort of an outcast because of the past fights.

Now that I had an idea of what Diane wanted I began trying new things to see how far I could go with her. I made her go without panties to school and I would play with her pussy in a corner of the hall where no one could see us. She would be dripping wet from the contact and I kept her horny all day at school. By the time the last bell rung I could make her do anything.

One day at the beginning of school I had her against the wall stroking her clit.

“After the final bell,” I whispered, “I want you to go to the last stall of the boys bathroom and wait for me.”

Her breath quickened and I stopped touching her because she almost came. The rest of the day I teased her mercilessly. What if someone sees you go in? What if someone comes in before I do? What if you get caught in the boys bathroom? The constant thought of being humiliated like that had her literally dripping.

At the last bell I watched her from a distance to see if she would do it. Diane hesitated in the hallway near the bathroom. As she finally got up the courage to go in and crossed to the door a boy coming out almost ran into her. She blushed profusely as the boy apologized and then hurried on. Diane stood there for a moment but when the boy looked back, she turned and walked away like she had simply been going in that direction.

It took her a few more minutes to regain her composure and head back to the bathroom door. There was no one left in the hall as it had been almost 30 minutes since the last bell rang. Finally, she pulled open the door and ducked inside.

I waited a few more minutes before walking down the hall and into the bathroom. To make her more nervous I said nothing and went to second to last stall. I peed in the toilet so I was sure she could hear that someone was in the stall next to her but she would have no idea it was me. I flushed the toilet and then, taking my time, washed my hands. I looked under the last stall door but I couldn’t see her feet so I assumed she was squatting on top of the toilet.

I went back outside and waited a few minutes before heading back in and straight to the last stall. I pushed on the door and but it was locked.

“Unlock the door Diane,” I could hear her sigh of relieve as she unlocked and opened the door. She was visibly shaking and I immediately made her bend over the toilet. Her pussy was dripping wet and within a few seconds I had my pants down and was hammering away at her from behind. She came almost as soon as I got in her and, as I pounded against her ass, she continued to come on my cock. I held off for a while but I was wound up from teasing her all day and shot load after load into her pussy.

After that day I would push a little farther each time. I had her wait with the stall door unlocked and then with the door unlocked and her skirt off. By the end of the second week of playing our little after school game, I wanted to try something I thought would really get her cranked up.

I waited until Friday morning and told her we were going to use a different restroom this time. It was in a different part of the school so it would be unfamiliar to her but I had classes in that wing and had picked it for a reason.

“This time I want you completely naked.” She had done this before so to escalate it I added, “Put your cloths in your backpack and leave it in the hall by the door.”

I had her attention now. She would be naked in a boys bathroom with no way to cover up if someone came in and discovered her. She shuddered but said nothing.

“Be sure to leave the door unlocked,” I said as I walked away.

A few minutes after final bell I was in a classroom down the hall from our rendezvous point and within ten minutes Diane was in the hallway looking at the bathroom door. She stood there for a long time before walking forward and standing in front of it. Glancing around nervously, she started to unbutton her blouse but then stopped. She looked around again, started to unbutton the next one but couldn’t. After a few more minutes she seemed to have and idea and pulled the door open before stepping inside.

Before long, the door reopened and an arm popped out and dropped the bag in the hallway before quickly disappearing. ‘Clever girl,” I thought to myself.

It took a few minutes to get everything ready before heading her way. A quick stop at the supply closet next to the bathroom was in order. Rummaging through the closet I pulled out a mop and bucket on wheels. The closet was next door to the bathroom so I am sure she heard all the noise. I pushed the bucket down the hall and into the bathroom where Diane hid.

I began whistling like I was the janitor at work, banging the mop into the walls near the door. I’m sure in her mind the janitor was mopping the stall floors and it was just a matter of time before she was discovered. As I neared the last stall she had to be freaking out but I didn’t hear anything.

I pushed the mop around the second to last stall and under the divider so she could see it. Diane stayed quiet until I popped open the last door to find her squatting on the toilet naked, her arms wrapped around her legs. A look of relief swept over her when she realized it was me and she jumped off the seat and hugged me tightly.

Diane let me go after a few seconds and slid down to undo my pants. Without hesitation she pulled out my dick and started sucking on it feverously. She was getting good at giving head but I wanted more. I pulled her up by her hair and bent her over the sink before driving my dick into her soaking pussy. She moaned and writhed as I pounded her hard from behind, making her come over and over again. Finally, I pumped her pussy full and backed away from her. She lay on the sink catching her breath as I leaned against the wall.

“Suck it clean,” I told her suddenly pointing at my dick. I had never asked her to do this before and the look on her face made me think she might refuse.

“Now!” I barked.

She pushed off the sink and fell to her knees in front of me before taking my cock in her mouth and cleaning it by licking and sucking it. It was great, and I was getting hard again, but decided it would be too risky to stay longer.

I pulled up my pants and headed to the door to retrieve her bag but stopped. “Go get your bag.”

She flushed again but headed to the door. Opening it just a crack, she reached out with only her arm to grab the bag with her cloths. After a few seconds of groping she opened the door further and looked before turning back to me.

“It’s gone!” she exclaimed.

I had my gym bag in the car so I ran out and got a shirt and shorts for her to wear. I had worked out that morning, so the smell was pretty bad, but it was all that was available. She took one whiff and pushed them away so I turned and headed for the door.

“Wait!” she called out suddenly realizing it was her only option other than going naked. “I will put them on.”

“I don’t think so,” I pouted, “if these are not good enough for you then find your own.”

I walked out the door and waited outside while she peeked out and whispered to me to come back in.

“I’m sorry,” she whined, “I will wear them.”

“No, I know you don’t really want my cloths, so I’m going home.” She panicked as I started walking past the door and down the hall. She had to open the door and expose herself more to be able to see me.

“Please, please stop. I will wear them! Please don’t leave me here like this!” She was frantic.

I stopped for a minute about 20 feet from her, “Ok, I said. You can have the shirt.” She reached out her hand expecting me to throw it to her but I dropped it on the floor and walked away.

I could hear her scramble out the door and looked over my shoulder to see her grabbing the shirt off the floor and pulling it over her head. Once it was on, she realized it was one of my cutoffs I had from football practice. It went down to just above her pussy if she stretched it over her front and back. She finally let go of the back of the shirt and pulled it down enough to cover her slit. Her ass was now totally exposed in the hallway.

I walked out to the parking lot with Diane close behind me. She was in a hurry to get into my car and close the door, so was relieved when she saw I had moved it right up to the entrance. She rushed down the steps in front of me to get in only to find the door locked.

“Please hurry before someone sees me!” she whispered desperately.

I pushed the remote to unlock the door and she jumped quickly inside only to land on her bag of cloths.

“You bastard!” she squealed as she ripped off the sweat soaked shirt and began pulling her own cloths from the bag. She was blushing again as she got dressed.

Chapter 3

I happened to be driving through a part of town I rarely went and noticed a boxing gym. It was only open nights so I came back later that evening and went inside to check it out. There were a few people in the gym working out with heavy bags and the weights in the corner. The gym was old and had a musty smell but I liked the atmosphere immediately. Along the wall were dusty framed pictures of a heavy weight fighter delivering knockout punches to his opponents.

“Them was good days,” a deep voice boomed from behind me. I turned to see a large black man in sweats. He was older now, but it was obviously the man in the pictures.

“Smitty,” he said and thrust a giant hand towards me.

“Jim,” I replied as his monster hand completely enclosed mine, “I would like to try boxing”

Smitty smiled and nodded. We talked for a while and I took and instant liking to him. He had been a pro for years and his undefeated record came with all but one as knockouts. An injured knee ended his career prematurely, sidelining him from a title shot and the really big money. He barely made it ends meet as a boxing coach and he was hoping I would join his gym.

We made plans to meet the next day and I was excited about the prospect. After nightly sessions for a week I was hooked and, with Smitty as a trainer, I was having a blast.

“You got some potential,” he told me, “an tons of power. We just need to work on yo’ technique.”

The cost of the gym wasn’t too bad, considering all the time Smitty spent with me, but I needed a source of income. I had taken the aptitude tests at school and scored extremely high in the mechanical portion. I did well enough that the military was driving my mom crazy with calls from recruiters, hoping to entice me to sign when I turned eighteen.

I stopped by a mechanic shop and talked to the owner for a while. My dad had gotten work done there before so he hired me on the spot as a helper. The job would take up some of my time but I would have enough money to pay Smitty and, hopefully, save up for a new car.

My time at the gym was going well and I could feel the changes from all the working out I was doing. I knew my arms and chest were getting bigger because my shirts were becoming too tight. Smitty was teaching me to be quicker and my endurance increased as well.

Diane came to watch me practice one time and after that Smitty was constantly telling me stories of how the white girls threw themselves at him after his fights. He told me crazy stories of two girls at once and how they would do anything for him He never said anything specific, but it was obvious he was quite taken with Diane and how cute she was.

“You can bring your girlfriend by anytime,” he told me.

“She’s not my girlfriend,” I replied. I tried to explain our relationship but I didn’t think I was getting through to him. After a while he stopped me.

“You all are fuck buddies,” he said cutting to the point. “You take her out and fuck the hell out of her, and she likes it, but you don’t relate any other way.”

This was a better description of my relationship with Diane than I had been able to come up with. Smitty had defined it for me perfectly and I actually felt better about it once he explained it wasn’t uncommon.

The changes in my life were affecting the amount of time I had with Diane as well. We still played our after school game in the bathroom occasionally but I took it down a notch to avoid being caught. Her parents were very strict and, if we were found out, it would be the end of a good thing.

It was obvious Diane wanted more but I didn’t have the time to put anything together. I teased her with what we had done and how she had been naked in the hall that day. That got her going and she wanted to use the same restroom that we had before.

I made her start coming to the gym and she did her homework on a table Smitty set up for her. He place it with a reason in mind, and I realized from up in the ring we could see under the table and up her skirt if she was wearing one. I made sure she always wore one and that she knew what was going on. She really enjoyed going to the gym after that.

We were usually the last ones out and Smitty gave me a key so I could come in early or lock up late. Smitty had to leave early one night, so Diane and I stayed behind as I finished my workout.

When I was done, I made Diane come with me to the men’s locker room. It was dank and smelled of sweat, which made her cover her nose. I made her strip and together we stepped into the shower room. She washed me down and rinsed me off before sinking to her knees to suck my cock. She was excited at the prospect of being in the locker room but I wanted to push a little further.

We grabbed towels and headed out into the open gym. The front door was locked but being out in the open like this was an aphrodisiac for Diane. She was wanted to be fucked now but I made her wait until we were up in the ring. Once on the canvas I put her down on her back and was on her in an instant.

I pounded her hard and long as I was in better shape than ever. We both had several orgasms and an hour later we were still going at it in the middle of the ring. I had Diane on her knees and was pounding her from behind when I heard the front door open. We both looked over to see Smitty coming in.

Smitty stopped short when he saw us and we all froze for a second. I was in the middle of something, so I started pumping into Diane again as she tried to get up and cover herself. I grabbed her hips and pulled her back into position while slamming into her harder.

“Oh, sorry,” Smitty said embarrassed by his intrusion. He backed out the door slowly and winked at me with grin on his face.

Diane went crazy on my dick as the door closed. She pushed back into me faster and harder than she ever had and I banged against her ass for a few more minutes before we both came. I fell on top of her in the middle of the ring, both of us exhausted from our efforts.
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I realized at school Diane had a bit of an attitude toward some the people I knew. It was especially noticeable around the Three Amigos. The three geeks that I had known since freshman year were nice guys, but still awkward around girls. Diane made it worse with her snooty behavior to the point that I had to say something to her about it. After that she was better but it still upset me since I would have been one of those guys had it not been for the fight I had the last day of school my freshman year.

Diane wasn’t the only thing bothering me at school. The aptitude tests caused a problem for me that I couldn’t dodge. It never occurred to me that the tests were used to place students in advance classes and within a week after receiving the results, I was in the principal’s office with my parents.

Apparently I hadn’t been applying myself and the principal recommended I be moved to all advanced classes immediately. I had no intention of changing in the middle of the school year but the principal was convinced I would be able to take on the extra work without a problem. After an hour of back and forth I settled for one advanced class and would consider a few more the next year. My parents agreed and I was bumped into a different math class for the remainder of the year.

You should have seen the faces of the other students as I walked into my first day of the advanced class. These were honor students and, although I was cool with them in the hall, they didn’t seem to be very excited to see me there. No one except for the Three Amigos. Those guys were pumped that I was going to be in their class and wanted me to sit in the front row next to them. I politely declined and moved to the back of the room as usual.

It turned out the class was freaking hard. I wouldn’t be able to coast through like I had in basic algebra and for the first time, I had to do homework and study for a class. I also met Katy in this class and we got along great. It bothered me a little that Diane was so cold to her but Katy didn’t seem to mind.

Because I was getting so much sex from Diane I never pushed to get anything from Katy. We were friends and although she was hot she never dressed to impress. It didn’t matter to me, I enjoyed her company and her sharp wit. Kay was funny and quick, always with a smile and joking around. Diane was definitely jealous but, as Smitty reminded me, she was just my fuck buddy.

After a few weeks I asked Katy out and she seemed surprised. “What about your girlfriend?”

“Diane isn’t my girlfriend,” I told her. Katy looked suspicious and I decided to tell her the truth. I told her about Diane and our adventures. I figures she would tell me to screw off but she listened and even prodded for more detail. When I finished she sat quietly thinking about it.

“Ok,” she finally said.

“Ok what?” I asked.

“I will go out with you but I have one condition,” she hesitated, “Diane has to go with us.”

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Chapter 4

My job at the garage was working out well. It gave me extra money and I had come across a steal on an old Chevelle that one of the customers wanted to get rid of. Jesse, my boss, helped me with the paper work and gave suggestions on how to proceed on restoring it. He even stayed late on Tuesday nights to help me work on the car to get it in shape. I think because I caught on fast he was willing to be helpful.

“She’s going to be a hell of a sleeper when she’s done,” he told me. All I could see at the moment was an old car with a blown straight six motor. He assured me I would see it differently later on.

The boxing gym was a blast. Smitty was always happy to see me and even happier when Diane came with me. I had her wearing more and more revealing outfits just for him and I could tell he really appreciated it.

Smitty began trying to talk me into taking a match at a local boxing event that was being held in a few months. I wasn’t sure if I would be up for it, mostly because I had to drop another twelve pounds to make the weight class. I was ripped already and I couldn’t understand how it would be possible. Smitty assured me that it wouldn’t be a problem, so I told him I would give it some serious thought.

I also confided in Smitty about the issue with Katy. He listened intensely as I told him about how she was a senior and the condition of going out with me.

“Boy,” he said after listening to me, “you better take that girl up on her offer.” I asked him why and what he was thinking, but all I got out of him was a grin and wink. I figured he was more experienced with this type of thing so I began making plans to take the two girls out.

The hard part of my Friday night date was going to be getting Diane to go along with it. I waited until the last minute and then I decided, what the hell, and just picked her up without letting on.

“In the back,” I told her as she tried to get into my car. She blinked a few times before reaching for the rear door handle on my old sedan. She got into the back and moved to the middle of the seat.

“Who is going with us,” she asked.

“You’ll see shortly,” I grinned. I’m sure she thought it was another game I had planned and I could see her start to flush, a sure sign that she was excited. Little did she know it wasn’t my game we were playing tonight, and I had no idea what Katy had in mind.

I pulled up to Katy’s house but Diane still had no clue who lived there. I took the keys with me as I got out of the car because I had no inkling of what was about to transpire given the history between these two. I headed up to the door and Katy answered when I knocked.

“Is she here?” was the first thing Katy asked. I was a little put off by this but nodded anyway. I guess she picked up on my disapproval so she gave me a quick kiss on the lips as she came out the door. We headed for the car and I could just make out Diane’s strained features as she realized who would be joining us.

I opened the door for Katy and she slid into the front seat without a backward glance to Diane. I got in and made it almost out the driveway before the inevitable started.

“What the FUCK is she doing here?” Diane yelled at me.

I slammed on the brakes and skidded to a stop before turning to confront her. I never got the chance because Katy spoke first.

“Shut your mouth you little slut! If you talk to my boyfriend like that one more time I will drag your ass out of this car and spank you in the middle of the street!” Katy glared directly into the other girl’s eyes and it was Diane that turned away and looked down without another word.

I was in shock as Katy calmly shifted her gaze back to me and in her normal pleasant voice said, “Where would you like to go tonight?”

I took in the situation quickly and decided to see where this would go. In my coolest voice I said, “Um, I’m open to anything you want to try.”

“Ok,” she replied, “how about a movie?”

It wasn’t the answer I was expecting but I tried not to show my disappointment.

“Sounds good to me,” neither of us looked back to check with Diane as it had already been made clear that she was along for the ride. I could see her face in the rear view mirror and I could swear that the tell tale redness was back in her checks. It could have been that she was just mad, but I couldn’t tell for sure.

Actually, a movie did sound good to me. I was always working or at the gym when not at school, so I hadn’t been to a theater in months. Katy suggested a film that had been out for a while and wouldn’t be playing much longer on the big screen. Our local theater had already dropped it, so we headed to the next town over. The theater was older than the one I was used to, but it was fine.

Diane hadn’t said another word the entire trip, at least, not when I was in the car. As I was pumping gas, I saw Katy had turned in the seat talking to Diane. It didn’t look like they were fighting, so I left it alone.

Once at the theater I got in line to buy the tickets but Katy pulled me to the side, took the money, and handed it to Diane with instructions on which tickets to get. Surprisingly, Diane complied without a word and got in line.

Since it was going to be a few minutes before she would make it to the cashier, Katy and I walked inside the theater to get drinks and popcorn. By the time we had our treats, Diane was back and Katy unloaded everything into her arms.

I let her treatment of Diane go for the moment but I wouldn’t let Katy take it too far. I was also holding back because Diane had that familiar glow about her. It occurred to me that Katy was pushing buttons that I hadn’t figured out where there yet. I decided to watch them closely but let the evening run its course.

The movie we picked was deserted with only one old guy sitting close the front of the theater. It was late by the time we got there, so it was the last run of the night. I was beginning to suspect Katy had planned it this way. We went all the way up to the back row and I was about to turn down the isle when Katy whispered for me to make Diane sit in front of us.

I had a feeling Katy was going somewhere with this so I pointed to the second to last row, “Diane, sit in the row ahead of us.” Her eyes grew big and gave me a brief look of despair before turning down the isle before ours and then waited until we were seated before settling down in front of us.

“Diane,” I said as I tapped her shoulder, “I need our drinks.” She handed the snacks and drinks back to us before turning back to face the screen. I still couldn’t tell exactly how she was feeling and my guess was she didn’t either.

The movie started about that time and I forgot about it for the moment as the lights went down. It was a good flick and I was caught up in the plot when Katy leaned over and snuggled up close to me. A few minutes later she unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock, jacking me off as the movie played.

She stroked me slowly while licking my earlobe at the same time. It was driving me crazy and as I got close to cumming she stopped.

“What the hell?” I couldn’t believe she was toying with me like this. I was used to getting what I wanted and I didn’t like being teased.

“Get her to blow you,” Katy whispered in my ear.

I looked at her again and she gave me a broad grin. She had set the whole thing up from the beginning. After thinking about it for a few seconds I realized that Diane would get off on being told to suck me like this.

I tapped her on the shoulder and when she turned around my cock was right at eye level. She balked for a second looking from Katy and then to me. I pointed at my hard dick and she understood exactly what I was asking for. Her face flushed bright red again as she turned around in her seat, got on her knees, and began sucking my cock while Katy and I made out above her.

I was really wound up as Diane slowly took the entire length up and down the way she knew I loved. With the two of them working on me it wasn’t long before I was ready to pop. I looked down at the girl sucking my cock and I realized she was not just sucking my cock, she was playing with her pussy at the same time.

That put me over the edge and as it became apparent I was about to cum, Katy grabbed Diane’s hair pulled her face back far enough that I spurted all over her. She squealed as the hot streams of cum blasted her cheek and mouth and then, she came as well. She shook in the seat before us and let out a low loud moan that caught us by surprise.

I think we all realized at the same time that it wasn’t Diane that was moaning so loudly. We looked to the stairway and standing at the isle entrance was the older guy from the front of the theater. He had his cock out and was jacking it furiously. We had looked over just in time to see him shoot a load all over the first few seats in our row.

As we calmed down from what had just happened, the man took off quickly down the stairs and out the door. We all looked at each other and then burst out laughing. As Diane reached for a napkin to clean up with I stopped her.

“Rub my cum on your face,” I told her, “leave it on until you get home.”

She did as requested without hesitating. The mood was light and the girls continued to giggle as I put my dick away. The movie was still playing and almost over but we had missed quite a bit of it. We were no longer interested in it anyway, so we walked down the stairway and out the door. Katy was on my arm and Diane a few steps behind.

Chapter 5

After that night, Katy and I had a serious talk about our relationship. Even though she was a senior, she hadn’t dated much through high school because the boys just wanted in her pants. Coupled with the fact that she wanted a scholarship, dating had gone to the back of her to do list. She was hit on constantly, but had turned everyone down the last few years thinking it wasn’t worth the effort or the time it would take from her studies.

The rumors that Katy had heard about Diane and I intrigued her. The most popular one seemed to be that I had rescued her from some guy that was abusive and now Diane owed me. It was almost comical but I guess the timing of the fight I was expelled over and our dating did coincide.

Katy was very analytical so she had observed us from a distance and, on occasion, studied some psychology texts that she thought were appropriate. This was how she knew to approach Diane in the car the first night we went out.

It turned out we were the perfect couple. She wanted to save her virginity for a special time and I had Diane to relieve my sexual tensions. We went on dates without Diane and had a blast. Katy and I had the same quirky sense of humor and she could keep up with me in every way. She took an interest in the things I was doing by coming by my job and the gym.

She and Smitty hit it off instantly and from then on she would come to the gym every night to study and watch me prepare for the fight I had coming up in a month. She even researched nutrition to help me cut weight and explained how the last week before the fight it would just be a matter of losing water to make the limit.

We got into a rhythm and about twice a week we had date nights. This was usually followed by picking up Diane at the end of the night and going to the park or some other secluded place. Katy would kiss and tease me while Diane would do everything else to get me off. I was having fun, Diane was always turned on, and Katy was having sex vicariously. It was perfect.

My birthday was coming up in a few weeks and Katy, being the imaginative minx she was, wanted to make it special. She quizzed me on what I wanted for a gift, where I wanted to go, and if there was anything I wanted Diane to do for me. I half joking told her I wish Diane was nicer to the Three Amigos. They were geeks, but it bothered me that she still had an attitude toward them, even after out talk.

Katy listened quietly but didn’t say anything. She had been able to get Diane to talk to her about things that she would never open up to me about. I figured she would discuss the situation with Diane and it might actually make a difference. Katy was good with her and I could see that she had gained Diane’s trust.

The weekend before my birthday my parent were going out of town to visit my grandmother. Since I didn’t want to miss work, they were going to allow me to stay home by myself. It wasn’t the first time I had been left to take care of things but, it would be the first time I had company while they were away.

Katy was thrilled to find out we would have the house to ourselves for the entire weekend. She set about planning my birthday party but wouldn’t tell me the details. I had plenty to do anyway, with my job and training for the fight, so I let her handle it. She recruited Diane to help with the planning so I didn’t have to do anything but show up.

The last few days before my birthday party Diane began to act a little strange. She was hornier than usual and seemed almost embarrassed to look at me. I had never seen her this way before so I surmised that Katy had come up with a way to include her at the party. Katy asked me not to have sex with Diane that week so I figured that was contributing to her behavior.

Friday finally came and Katy came to the shop to get the keys to the house and asked me not to come home until 8pm. It wasn’t a problem, since I never got home until then anyway. I needed to spend some more time on the Chevelle as Jesse was helping me put the finishing touches on my new V8 engine. We had already installed it and tonight we planned to crank it up for the first time. Around 8pm we had it running and Jesse had been right on the mark when he told me I would appreciate the car soon enough.

I headed home and when I got to the door I found it locked. Ringing the bell brought Katy and she pulled me into the hallway before insisting I put on a blindfold. I had a good idea that I was about to see why Diane had been worked up all week so I let her guide me blindly into the living room. Once there she popped off the blindfold and I have to admit I was in shock to say the least.

In the middle of the room was a table with the Three Amigo’s standing next to it. There were playing cards all ready to go and four chairs with the rest of the room decorated in a casino theme complete with a roulette wheel.

“Happy Birthday” Jerry, David, and Curt yelled as the blindfold came off. I was stunned and speechless as I looked around the room. Diane was no where to be seen and I had a hard time figuring out what was going on. It seemed uncharacteristically mundane for Katy to set up such a corny theme for my party. Especially when she knew I didn’t gamble and had no interest in it. I looked at Katy and she seemed to beam at my reaction.

“Surprised?” she quizzed.

“You have no idea,” I responded. I kept my disappointment from showing as the guys came over to wish me a happy birthday. I was glad to see them but I was still trying to figure out why Katy had only invited these three. I knew she was a clever girl so I waited to see what the real surprise was going to be.

We settled down at the table and, since I had never played before, the guys explained the rules of five card stud. We dealt our first hand as Katy went to the kitchen to get us food. In a few minutes, it was Diane that returned with a tray and the game came to an abrupt stop.

Diane was crimson red in the face and it had to do with her outfit. She was wearing a French maid costume which pushed her firm breasts almost completely out of the top and the skirt was barely below her pussy. She was swaying toward us seductively on six inch heals and, when she turned, I realized the back of the skirt would show her ass if she bent over even a small amount. She obviously knew this as well because she walked rigidly upright across the living room floor. I looked around the table as she headed directly to me and the other guys were following her with their eyes across the room as if in a trance.

“Happy Birthday Sir,” she squeaked, straining to keep her composure. She began putting down my drink and some snacks as I looked her over close up. I ran my hand up the back of her thigh and under the skirt to find she had on a thong. She shuddered at my touch and I realized that she had called me Sir. This was new.

Diane continued around the table delivering drinks and snacks until the tray was empty and headed back to the kitchen. Four pair of eyes followed her cute swaying ass until she walked past Katy, into the kitchen, and out of sight. Katy caught my eye and I could see she was pleased with herself. I had to admit, this party was getting better.

We resumed our card game with the dealer changing every hand. Thank goodness we were only paying for poker chips because I was getting stomped. In just a little over an two hours I had almost no chips left. I wasn’t too surprised since I was playing against three boy geniuses and Curt was using a freaking calculator to bet.

With only a few chips left it appeared I was done. Diane happened to be standing next to me and I could actually smell her arousal. I looked at the floor between her feet and I realized there were a few drop of moisture there. She was literally dripping wet!

I decided to up the ante a bit with the next hand. I pushed in my four chips and waited for the guys to explain that I didn’t have enough to bet on this hand. I understood of course, but I played it up like I just had an epiphany.

“What would this skirt be worth,” I asked as I tugged at Diane’s costume.

It became extremely quiet and I thought I had gone too far but Katy piped up to save me, “That should be enough to at least finish this hand.”

The guys agreed readily and got their cards. All three now had calculators out and were busy punching in numbers. Of course, I lost that hand and now Diane stood shivering with anticipation. I had her move to the middle of the floor so we could all see her and then told her to take off the skirt.

She moved slowly out to where we could better look at her and then, with trembling fingers, she pulled the skirt away to show her now soaked g-string. The boys all let out a collective sigh and then Katy had her arms around me from behind.

“Time for a different game” she whispered in my ear.

We moved to the roulette table, which I thought was just for decoration, and Katy explained the rules. She produced a poster with a grid that had a picture of each item of Diane’s costume.
“You each get four poker chips of the same color. You place them any single number on the field and you can pick one article to take off of our waitress. If the ball lands on double zero all the players win the prize on this card.”

Before putting the card face down on the table she showed it to Diane. Her reaction was priceless as she put her hand to her mouth and gasped. It was apparent she wasn’t aware of this beforehand.

“Relax,” said Katy, “the odds are 37 to 1 in your favor.” This didn’t seem to relax Diane at all, so all the guys were extremely curious what was written on the card.

We all placed our bets and you would think with almost half the layout covered the odds were in our favor. It didn’t work out that way. Eight spins later and nothing had been removed from Diane except the skirt I had lost for her earlier. Katy was prepared for this and handed out two more chips per player.

“That ought to increase your odds,” She grinned.

The very next spin David hit and was trying to decide what article of clothing to pick. It took so long we all started harassing him until he picked her blouse. Diane stood quietly while David fumbled with the buttons before finally pulling the shirt free.

The bra Diane had on was barely holding her breasts and part of one nipple was visible. This spurred on the competition and every few spins someone was winning. It was a lot of fun and we all moaned or cheered as a group depending on which number came up.

We were down to just Diane’s G-String when the improbable happened. The ball fell on double zero.

The room got quiet and then erupted in applause as everyone but Diane was pumped to see what the prize was. Katy was surprised as well but, when I caught her eye, she shrugged. Diane looked mortified. The look on her face was slowly replaced with her usual warm glow and I knew that whatever it was, she would be good to go.

The guys quieted down and Katy took the card, “Here it is boys. The best prize of the night.”

She flipped the card over and I was stunned to see that the word BLOWJOB was printed in big bold letters. Everyone was silent for a split second and then Curt yelled, “I’m first!”

We all laughed and even Diane giggled at his response. We had the practically naked Diane hold three cards and each of the Three Amigos took one. The all flipped them over at the same time and Curt had the low card. We all busted out laughing again as Diane took David’s high card and led him to the nearby bathroom to claim his prize.

Obviously the night was winding down and when Curt finished with Diane, she came back to the room completely naked. We said our goodbyes to the Three Amigos and then I took the two girls to bed.

We fucked like bunnies for hours and just as we were about to fall asleep at dawn, I thanked Katy for a wonderful birthday present. Both she and Diane giggled.

“Silly boy,” Katy cooed, “this was just your birthday party. You don’t get your presents until next weekend on your real birth date.”

Chapter 6

Katy, Diane, and I were exhausted. We had spent the Saturday after the party screwing around, in more ways than one. We decided to take a break on Sunday morning to give us all time to catch up on school work and get ready for the week. I constantly pried the two nymphs to find out what they had planned for my birthday gift, but they weren’t talking.

The next day I headed for work after school and found my Chevelle was gone. Jesse had taken it to a friends paint shop to get an estimate since the first one we got was almost $4000. There was no way I could come up with that amount any time soon so it was nice of Jesse to take the time to help me get a better deal.

Jesse gave me the next two weeks off to train for my fight and he promised to attend. I headed over to Smitty’s and he was happy to hear I had the extra time to train and pushed me harder than ever. By Thursday I was completely worn down but I felt I was ready for my fight. All I had to do was cut weight and stay healthy.

School was ending soon and prom was just around the corner. I wanted to take both the girls but sophomores weren’t allowed at the prom unless they had a date. Katy was going to be my date but I wanted to include Diane as well. I spent a lot of time thinking about it and finally decided on a course of action.

The week flew by and before I knew it the weekend had arrived. My parents had been back for a few days and Saturday morning they woke me up early. This was unusual but, being my birthday, it didn’t surprise me too much. Breakfast was already on the table when I got to the kitchen and both my Mom and Dad looked anxious.

After a few seconds of us just staring at one another, they both broke out in huge grins and yelled, “Happy Birthday!” Mom pulled out a card and Dad slid a small box over to me. I opened the card first and it had a $100 bill inside. The card said, This is for Gas.
They looked at me expectantly as I open the box to find a car key. I recognized it immediately as belonging to my Chevelle and I looked back at them quizzically.

Dad nodded toward the door and I jumped up and ran outside. In the driveway was my Chevelle. It had been painted dark blue with white racing stripes and looked incredible. It had the rims on it that I had purchased second hand and the exact tires that I had been saving for. I was ecstatic to say the least. The seats that Jesse and I had removed were now recovered and the carpet was new as well.

“How did you do this?” I asked them.

They explained that they had contacted Jesse to see how I was doing and when he told them about the car they wanted to see it. Once at the shop, Jesse had raved about what a good kid I was and my parents had suggested they pay to finish up the car for me as a birthday gift.

Jesse had sent the seats out to be recovered the day after we took them out and then delivered the car to the body shop for paint last Friday when I left for the party. This gave them plenty of time to paint the car and put the new seats and carpet in before today.

“This is because of the great job you have done this year in school,” Mom said. Dad told me how proud he was as well and they both promised to support me by being at the fight next week. I was so excited I couldn’t wait to show the girls and, with a quick hug and kiss for my parents, jumped in the car and took off.

I was halfway to Katy’s before I realized it was still early. Too excited to wait I went straight to her house and was surprised to find her outside with a small bag. She got in as I pulled to a stop in front of the curve.

“Looks good, doesn’t it,” she said as I pulled back into the street.

“How did you know what was going on?” I asked.

“Diane and I were supposed to keep you busy after work on Friday; did we do a good job?”

“Oh yeah, you did a great job. How did you know I was coming?”

“Your parents called to let me know,” she laughed, “we are going on a road trip!”

I pulled up to Diane’s house and she was at the curb with a small bag as well. I guess everyone was in on this one. With the three of us in my Chevelle, I power braked a long burnout at the last stop sign before getting on the highway. The girls screamed in delight as tire smoke rolled in the windows and the sound of the V8 overpowered us. This was going to be a great weekend.

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Our trip would take about three hours one way so Katy and Diane took turns telling me how they had planned this little adventure. My parents had actually asked them to come by the house while I was at work. They were both nervous, thinking our ‘games’ had been found out and the shit was about to hit the fan. You can imagine their relief when they were asked to get me away from the shop so the car could be moved. My mom knew Katy was my girlfriend but felt nothing would happen if both the girls were there. Diane had the presence to ask if the three of us could take a road trip after I got the car and my mom, not knowing our real relationship, had agreed. We had the weekend to ourselves in the city.

We rolled into town and checked into our hotel room. We called our parents to let them know we made it ok and would be going out soon. We had rented two adjoining rooms to keep up appearances and the girls went to change. I relaxed on the bed and fell asleep.

When I woke up I was greeted by a cock hardening sight. Katy was wearing a summer dress with heals. She had makeup on and looked stunning. Diane was also dressed up but in a much different fashion. She had on a cropped shirt that came just below her tits and a skirt that couldn’t have been six inches long. She had on a black choker and her eyes and face was heavily made up, making her appear quite a bit older.

I felt under dressed now and jumped up to change, only to find my cloths already laid out. The nice jeans and button up shirt that the girls had bought for me wasn’t what I would have picked, but I had to admit they looked good. We headed out to a nearby club Katy had been to on a previous trip.

The teen club was packed and you could actually feel the loud music. We headed straight to the dance floor and began to find the rhythm as the three of us danced together. We never left the floor that night except to get something to drink and then right back out again. Katy stayed close and gyrated up against me while Diane came and went, moving around the entire floor as hands grabbed at her from all sides. She let them touch her and when they became too bold she moved back close to me and let everyone know who she was with.

One of these times, well after midnight, I reached down and found her wearing panties. She hadn’t worn them in some time so it surprised me somewhat.

“Why are you wearing panties?” I demanded.

She looked at me and then to Katy before looking back to me. She stood frozen, without saying a word.

“Take them off,” I told her. She hesitated, then nodded and began to move in the direction of the bathroom. I grabbed her arm and pulled her back to me, “Take them off now.”

Diane began to tremble as we stood still on the dance floor with everyone dancing around us. No one had noticed yet but Katy realized what was going on.

“Wait,” she yelled at me over the music. The terrified Diane stood with the blood draining from her face, “Let’s do this in private,”

I looked at her for a few seconds and then back at Diane. “Take them off I said.”

Diane hesitated for a split second before reaching under her micro skirt and pulling down her panties right in the middle of the dance floor. With so many people moving and the darkness of the room, only a few saw her, but to Diane it had to feel like everyone knew what she had done.

She gripped the balled up panties in her hands and a young guy next to her stood open mouthed at her actions. Diane still looked terrified and I couldn’t figure it out. I walked up to her and she put her arms around me holding pulling me to her tightly. Her breath was coming quickly but she didn’t move from the spot where she had taken off her panties. I pulled her arms from around my neck and the guy next to us was still staring.

“Give him your panties,” I told the terrified girl. She looked at the gawking boy and then pushed her hand in his direction, shoving the panties into his chest where he grabbed them.

“Can we go now?” she asked timidly.

“Sure,” I said, not quite understanding her reaction.

Katy looked pale as I turned to lead them out the door. I hadn’t gotten two steps when I heard a small thud and then a girl screamed, “OH MY GOD!”

I turned to see Diane blushing profusely with a small blue dildo, slick with her juices, lying between her feet on the dance floor! Katy grabbed Diane’s hand and pulled her close behind as we beat it for the exit.

We were out the door before any trouble could start and I was pulling out of the parking lot with the girls before a group of boys came out looking for the Diane. We skidded out onto the road and left a couple tire tracks for them as we sped away.

Once we were clear Katy started laughing and within a few seconds Diane and I joined her.

“Did you see their faces?” Katy chuckled, “Those guys had no idea what to think.”

Diane was slow to calm down and I could see the event had aroused her.

“Play with your pussy,” I said, looking in the rearview mirror. Diane didn’t need to be told twice. As I drove back toward the hotel I could see she was ready to orgasm.

“Stop,” I commanded. I heard a groan coming from next to me and I could see that Katy was following my instructions too. I floored the car and we made it to the hotel in no time.

Once we arrived, I hustled the girls into the elevator and hit the button for our floor. I looked closely at the two and both were obviously horny as hell. It was late so I decided to push my luck.

“Strip,” I said. Diane needed no further prodding and began to undress.

“You too,” I told Katy. She balked and turned a peculiar shade of red.

I turned to face her squarely and looking her directly in the eye, “NOW!”

Katy tugged at the helm of her dress and I wasn’t surprised to find she was completely naked under the single cloth. She held the dress in front of her and continued to blush while Diane looked at her with an amused grin on her face.

“Diane,” I said to her softly, “Would you mind holding Katy’s dress, please.”

Diane quickly pulled Katy’s cover away and we both stared openly as she tried to avoid our eyes. In comparison, Diane didn’t even seem to notice her nudity. The elevator door opened causing Katy to gasp. We looked down the hall to see it was empty and made or way to my door. I barely had the door open when Katy blasted past me and into the room, making Diane burst into laughter.

“You are so dead!” she yelled at me with a huge smile on her face. I had never asked her to do anything like this before, but I knew it turned her on to see Diane be submissive. She threw a pillow at me before she and Diane went to the adjoining room to get my gifts ready.

It took me about 30 seconds to get undressed, leaving about fifteen minutes to wait for the girls. Finally, the door opened and Katy stood dressed in a white flowing, see through gown. She stepped back to reveal Diane kneeling on the floor in a black corset that came just up to her tits. The sides were cut perfectly to fit over her hips and then came down to a point just above her crotch. She was still wearing the black choker and had her hands behind her back, her spread legs revealing her shaved pussy.

“Sir,” she said in a husky voice, “May I give you my present?”

I nodded and she stood up and went over to the bed. She climbed up on her hands and knees to the center and then bent over with her face on the bed and her ass high in the air. She reached back and spread her ass for me to see the little black butt plug that had been inserted into her.

“Please fuck my ass Sir,” she moaned.

I didn’t hesitate and climbed up behind her. She continued to spread her ass as I pulled at the plug. It popped out and I was at her entrance with my cock almost immediately. I began pushing into her with slow easy thrusts and then began to quicken my pace as my shaft plunged deeper. Before long I was pounding her hard and she was moaning loudly as I pummeled her ass. I kept going for what seemed like a like forever as I enjoyed Diane’s gift and finally, I began to cum. Diane reacted in kind as we both shuddered together in climax.

There was a moan to my left and I looked over to see Katy in a chair next to the bed, vigorously masturbating to orgasm. She had a glassy eyed look on her face as she erupted in pleasure while watching Diane and I do


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