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Dave and Diane: Part Three

Written by AnnabelleandJay 
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Chapter Three- Working Girl

Diane Stone sat at her office desk trying to work, but concentration was not easy for her 
to come by these days. Her mind was awash in sexual thoughts and images. As a top 
executive in a major corporation, she made million dollar decisions and ruled the lives of 
thousands in the company.  She should have been deciding how to deal with a projected 
inventory shortage, but all she could think about was going home and having sex tonight 
with Dave, her husband, and perhaps Steve, their mutual friend. 

"Damn," she said, throwing down her pen on the desk, and noticing that her erect nipples 
were jutting out from her blouse. "What I really want to do is go home and fuck." Then 
she smiled at the thought of what awaited her at home tonight. "So many wild and 
lascivious thoughts," she laughed, forcing herself to pick up the pen and get back to 
work. And this was all because of her "present."

Three weeks had passed since Diane had received her 50th birthday and 25th anniversary 
present from her husband, Dave. That present, one astounding night of sex with twenty 
men and a dog, had changed her entire life. Now, she and Dave couldn't keep their hands 
off of each other. Despite 25 years of marriage, three kids now grown and gone, and two 
huge careers, she and Dave were hotter for each other than in the early years of their 
marriage. They were truly exploring their sexuality for the first time, without boundaries 
and without preconceptions.  Plus, they were having a great time doing it. 

Their rule, that sex with another person was okay only if the other partner was present, 
pleased them both, since it was the others presence that was the real turn-on. And Dave 
was great at always keeping her on that edge, allowing her to touch the control she so 
needed, but still maintaining an element of surprise. Three days after Diane's group sex 
night, Dave brought home a young seventeen-year-old boy who had lost his virginity to 
her at the party. Dave explained that the boy had emailed him and asked if Diane could 
help him learn how to make love. The boy told Diane that he hadn't been able to think of 
anything except her since that Friday night. Indeed, Diane recalled, the boy needed a lot 
of help in the sex department. He was well blessed with a nice large penis, but had lasted 
only a few seconds after entering her.

Diane considered the boy's plea, as she eyed Dave sitting on the sofa. "Well, I've never 
seen myself as much of a teacher, but it really could be fun," she thought to herself. The 
idea creating super lover from a gangly, teenage boy began to tickle her fancy.  She 
glanced over at Dave and broke into a seductive smile, saying, "Why not!"  She began to 
slowly stroke her hard nipples, now obvious under her silk blouse. She was just wearing a 
blouse and jeans and certainly not dressed for this seduction scene. "What the hell! I'll 
just have to make do," she said to herself, as she began to unbutton her blouse.
Taking on the challenge, Diane proceeded to slowly strip in front of the boy, teasing him 
unmercifully as she peeled away her clothes.  Seeing that she had both his attention and 
the attention of his large cock, she dropped down in front of him and began to suck his 
tortured erection. He came into her mouth in less than 30 seconds, which was exactly 
what she wanted. Licking the remaining drops of the boy's semen from her lips, Diane 
softly purred, "Now we can get on with the real lesson." With his penis momentarily 
deflated, she rolled on her back and spread her legs and pulled his face into her moist 
cunt. She spent the next forty minutes teaching the boy how to orally pleasure a woman. 
The boy eagerly picked up her tips and over the length of the lesson managed to give her 
three orgasms. 

Seeing that his dick was hard again, Diane continued the lesson and started  the boy on 
what she called "the art of fucking." On her back, she gave guiding comments to the boy 
while he entered her and practiced different rhythms and thrusts. Diane caressed his taut, 
muscular body as he pumped away and groped her large 38D breasts. The boy sucked so 
hard on one of her nipples, he seemed to be seeking milk. Diane thought, "Jeez, this boy 
is so young, three years younger than my son. But he's going to make a lot of young girls 
very happy."  She almost laughed aloud at the thought of turning this well-hung, 
experienced boy loose on the teenage girls in the area. On that thought, she could feel the 
urgency in the boy's thrusts and he drove deeper and deeper into her cunt. He had lasted 
about twelve minutes, but was now draining his cum-filled balls deep inside her as she 
moaned in both approval and appreciation. 

"Next time," Diane said to the boy while licking the remaining semen from his cock, 
"you'll learn about doggy style." "And if you're really good at it, we may jump right into a 
little anal sex," she said teasingly, noticing that her oral attention and seductive taunts 
were beginning to harden the boy's penis again as he pulled up his jeans.

And that's how the three weeks had passed following the party. Two more lessons for the 
boy followed and Diane was ultimately very pleased with her "creation." She had created 
a fucking machine with the sexual skills and expertise of a 45-year-old man in the body 
of a testosterone-filled, teenage boy. 

But her time during the last three weeks had also been spent in other pleasures. Steve, the 
limousine driver from her party, joined both her and Dave for repeats of their great night 
of double penetration and anal sex. Steve had an unbelievable 18-inch cock, something 
she thought was reserved for the porno movies. In addition to its astounding length, 
Steve's cock was over three inches wide, which made equally problematic to take inside 
her. But she had promised both Dave and Steve that she would soon be able to take 
Steve's cock anally and vaginally without problems. 

It had taken her days of work during that first week for Diane to stretch her rectum 
enough to take in his long and wide penis. She and Dave had worked every night to 
prepare for the weekend. By Saturday and Steve's arrival, Diane was excited in 
anticipation to see if her work had paid off. And after a quick session with Steve 
cumming in her cunt and Dave filling her ass, the two men switched positions.
Diane sat at her desk at work pretending to work while recalling that moment just two 
weeks ago when she straddled her husband, kissed him deeply on the lips, and lifted her 
ass in the air awaiting Steve's entrance into her anal opening. Steadily, she could feel the 
mounting pressure as Steve's huge organ pressed against the lubricated rim of her 
asshole. Dave's previous penetration there had dilated her sphincter muscles, but nothing 
could have prepared her for the size of the penis now pushing its way past her rubbery 
rim and deep into her bowels. Her backside was on fire, as she struggled to relax and take 
to monster inside her. She didn't know how much of the huge penis was actually inside 
her, but it felt like his entire length was now slowly plowing into her anus. Just as she felt 
totally stuffed and unable to imagine anything else inside her, she felt Dave's body push 
up from beneath her and slide his cock into her dripping cunt. 

Soon the two men were moving smoothly together, sawing back and forth into both of 
her openings. Diane was in ecstasy. She felt open and vulnerable, having to totally relax 
her body in order to accept both of them at once. Just a week before, countless men had 
double fucked her at her party. But now she felt as if she were going to split in half, as 
she was anally skewered by Steve's enormous cock and her husband pounded wildly 
beneath her.

Sitting at her desk and recalling the moment the three of them came together, caused 
waves of pulsating twitches in her damp crotch, as Diane remember that special orgasm. 
She had begun to climax first and just as she reached the height of abandon, both men 
began to churn inside her with an animal frenzy. She remembered that her moans 
resounded around the house and she savagely slammed back against the two rigid cocks 
now spurting inside her. She wasn't sure if it was a second orgasm that quickly followed 
her first, or just one giant orgasm, but she came again as Steve and Dave poured their 
juices inside her.

That night was a brief two weeks ago, Diane recalled, trying to refocus on work. While 
she knew she had changed, none of her colleagues in the workplace would likely have 
noticed anything different in her.  But she knew she was a much different woman that the 
one who had skeptically gone along with her husband's present not so long ago. There 
were a few perceptible differences that her colleagues could have seen, however. Diane's 
hair, once a mousy, brown color, was now a warm, rich red.  While the outward 
appearance of her business suits appeared the same, a closer examination would have 
revealed that the large, thick nipples on her 38D breasts were always hard and erect, 
jutting out from beneath her clothes. A close observer might have picked up the little bit 
of extra bounce to her breasts or the new sway to her hips when she walked into the 
office.

What no one at the office could have seen was the new jewelry Diane now sported. Last 
week, without even telling her husband, Dave, she had the hood over her clitoris pierced 
and a gold ring inserted. The ring had a gold ball on it, which dangled down and rested 
right on top of her clit. When she walked, the small ball would massage her clit, rubbing 
back and forth across the bud and keeping her constantly aroused. She had a second, 
larger ball for additional stimulation, which she could change when she desired. 

Diane had to laugh when she remembered the scene in the gym some days ago. She had 
put the larger ball on her clit ring and went to the gym to exercise. She was working out 
on the stair climber machine and the constant rubbing of the large gold ball against her 
clit as she exercised was driving her wild. She kept climbing faster and faster until she 
had an orgasm right there in the middle of the workout room. The attractive young man 
on the machine next to her came rushing to assist her. She was sure he was thinking that 
the old broad next to him was having a heart attack. She did, however, notice that her 
Good Samaritan helped himself to several handfuls of her large breasts as he moved her 
from the exercise machine and steadied her. 

Other people in the office would come up to her and tell her how great she looked, 
thought they couldn't put their fingers on what was different. Some would say, "Have you 
lost weight? You look like you've lost 15 pounds!" Another asked if she had some plastic 
surgery done, because she was looking so young. Still others were saying she was having 
Botox treatments.

"If they only knew!" Diane remarked to herself, as she tried to concentrate on the current 
inventory crisis. Her assistant tapping on the door interrupted her thoughts. Mark, her 
technology guru needed to run a problem past her. Mark was one of her technology 
people and one of the best software programmers in the industry. Lately, however, Diane 
had noticed that Mark was making huge mistakes and that his latest project was way 
behind schedule. Mark, balding and in his mid 40's, was what many people would call a 
"computer geek." Diane liked Mark and knew the company couldn't easily survive 
without him. She always went out of her way to give him and his team whatever they 
needed.

"I've got a problem and I need to talk to somebody," Mark said, slumping into the chair 
across from her desk. He looked as though he was going to break into tears.

"Uh oh," Diane thought to herself. "This sounds like trouble."

"It's Lisa," Mark groaned. "She's miserable and unhappy with everything I do. I can't live 
without her, but I know she wants to leave. I don't know what I'll do."

Diane had met Lisa, Mark's wife, briefly once or twice before at company parties. She 
always thought Mark and Lisa were an odd match, but they appeared quite happy. 
Whereas Mark was in his mid forties, Lisa was twenty years old and only eighteen when 
they were married two years ago. Diane recollection of Lisa was of a plain, pale young 
woman, but attractive in a homespun kind of way.

"Please, can you help?" Mark whined. 

"Mark, I'm not a marriage counselor. Why not go to a professional and talk this out?" 
Diane asked.

"She won't go. Will you talk to her? She'll talk to you." Mark whined, as he slouched 
lower into the chair. "Please?"

"Oh, God, I hate getting mixed up in this," Diane thought to herself, and at the same time 
knowing she had to do something or lose a great technology person. "All right, all right, 
I'll talk to her."

Mark sprang out of the chair, thanking Diane over and over again, telling her what a 
wonderful person she was to work for. "Damn, he did everything except get on the floor 
and kiss my feet," Diane remarked to herself, as Mark bolted out of the office. Diane got 
on the phone and in seconds had arranged a lunch meeting with Lisa for the next day. 

Diane arrived at the restaurant a few minutes early and went directly to the table to wait 
for Lisa. When she arrived, Lisa approached the table and even before Diane could greet 
her, Lisa was apologizing for her tardiness. 

"Oh, please, Ms. Stone. I'm so sorry I'm late. Please don't be angry with Mark, because 
I'm late. Please," Lisa droned, her long blonde hair and pale skin making her appear 
pliant and submissive. She wore a flowery, shapeless dress that Diane thought looked like 
it was originally a sack of livestock feed.

"Not another whiner," Diane thought to herself as she sternly snapped "Lisa, sit down and 
shut up! You're not late, you're right on time."

Lisa eyes grew big as she instantly stopped her apologies and flew into the chair next to 
Diane responding to Diane's order. Diane stared at the young woman to several seconds, 
and then she knew immediately what was going wrong in this marriage. "Of course," 
Diane thought to herself as the idea hit her. "These two are both complete submissives. 
Each one is waiting for the other one to take control!"

Lisa sat and quietly nodded as Diane spoke. "Lisa, Mark asked me to help you.  You do 
want help, don't you?"

Lisa nodded obediently.

"You do love Mark and want to be married to him, don't you?" Diane asked and Lisa 
nodded furiously, "Yes, Ma'am, I do. I'll do anything you say to keep Mark. Our marriage 
just doesn't seem to be working."

"Lisa, call me Mistress from now on," Diane interrupted, testing the girl's weakness. 
"And after lunch, we're going shopping!"

"Yes, Mistress," Lisa replied and Diane saw that the young woman was now alive with 
energy and anticipation, a far cry from the lump who crawled up to the table minutes 
before.

Diane snapped out her cell phone and dialed. Her demeanor became very hard as she 
barked into the phone, "Mark, this is Diane Stone. Lisa will be in a marriage counseling 
session with me tonight!"  She closed the phone, not waiting for a reply. 
"Let's see what Dave thinks of this surprise," Diane said to herself, as she was now really 
beginning to think of ways to explore her role as "Bitch Goddess."

It was six o'clock in the evening as Diane stood by the door, awaiting Dave's arrival home 
from work. She thought she looked pretty hot and guessed Dave would think so too. She 
glanced at herself in the living room mirror. What she saw was a vision in black leather. 
Her red hair was slick and pulled back tight on her head. Her long legs were encased in 
thigh high, black leather boots with 4-inch heels. A black leather corset hugged her body 
and held up a pair of black fishnet stockings. The corset had openings for her large 
breasts, allowing them to remain uncovered. Diane turned to the side as she admired the 
sight of her breasts jutting out. She gently pinched and rolled her erect nipples, hoping for 
just the right visual effect when Dave came through the front door. Diane had decided not 
to wear anything covering her shaved pussy. Instead, attached to the gold ring over her 
clitoris was a thin gold chain with a note clipped to it. Dave had directed her to her 
anniversary/birthday present by note, so it amused her to return the favor.

She and Lisa had spent the afternoon shopping for outfits for tonight and Diane was 
amazed to discover what a beautiful body the young, blonde woman really had. The 
loose, baggy clothes Lisa wore when Diane first met her and again today at the restaurant 
covered up a remarkable figure. At 5' 8" tall, Lisa was only slightly shorter than Diane. In 
the fitting rooms of the exotic boutiques they visited during the shopping spree, Diane 
was amazed when she saw the young woman naked. "Damn!" Diane said to herself. "If I 
had that body, I'd let everyone know about it." Diane stared at the girl's 34C breasts and 
stunning hips and ass and could feel herself becoming moist at the thought of tonight.

Diane was tempted to begin Lisa's lessons right there in the dressing rooms, but she 
remembered the agreement she made with Dave. No sex without the other person present 
- that was the deal. Although she was sure it had been designed for her having sex with 
men, Diane stuck fast to the deal. And she was also troubled about her personal rule of no 
fooling around with anyone related to work. But wasn't this for work, to save one of her 
critical employees? So, she decided this small breach was all for the good. Besides, 
watching the young woman slip into numerous outrageous and enticing outfits made 
Diane incredibly hot. Though she had never been with another woman, she and Dave had 
often talked about it over the last three weeks. So it was with amazing restraint that she 
kept her hands from slipping too deeply into Lisa's tight pussy as she bent and stretched 
to try on the outfits. And Lisa obediently tried on all of the enticing clothes Diane ordered 
her to, always responding with "Yes, Mistress."

Diane tested the snap of the riding crop she held in her hand, as she heard Dave's car pull 
into the garage. When the front door swung open, she could see his eyes widen with 
surprise.

"What the hell" Dave started to say in amazement, but with the same silencing she had 
received at her party, Diane stepped toward him and seductively said, "Shhhhhhh."  She 
covered his mouth with hers, and plunged her tongue deep into his mouth, just as he had 
done weeks before. Her hand moved to his crotch and could tell from the growing bulge 
in his trousers, that her appearance was having the desired effect. She pulled her mouth 
from his and looked down to her own crotch, indicating that his eyes should follow. As 
Dave looked down, Diane spread her legs, revealing the dangling chain and note attached 
to her clit ring. Dave reached down and captured the note swinging between her leather-
clad legs.

The note said: "My Dearest Dave, Here is a belated anniversary present in return for the 
wonderful one you gave me. Hope you like it."

As Dave looked up, Diane once again kissed him deeply and softly whispered into his 
ear, "Follow my lead and play along with whatever I say." 

With that, she smiled at him, turned and walked toward a nearby door, giving Dave a 
little extra swing with her ass as she let the room.  When she returned, Diane emerged 
holding her riding crop in one had and a leash in the other. Trailing behind Diane on the 
other end of the leash was Lisa.  The young woman had a large studded collar around her 
neck with the leash attached, as Diane paraded her into the room. Diane had worked the 
better part of the afternoon to get Lisa's appearance just right. And Diane thought she was 
perfect. Lisa's blonde hair had been teased up and sprayed. Her make-up was very heavy 
and her lips were darkly outlined, making her lips appear much larger than they actually 
were. 

Diane marched her slave up to Dave and stopped her directly in front of him. She could 
tell from Dave's face that he was enjoying the sight before his eyes. Lisa was wearing a 
skin-tight, silver dress so short that her vagina flashed out as she moved. The dress made 
no effort to cover the garters holding up the black stocking she wore. She stood 
unsteadily perched atop 6-inch, black patent stiletto heels, averting her eyes to the floor.

"Well, what do you think?" Diane asked Dave, winking at him and half-pretending as the 
dominatrix and half wanting to know if he like it.

"I need to see her tits," Dave responded, picking up on Diane's tone. "Strip, slave!"

Diane took the cue and not even waiting for Lisa's reaction, lifted the riding crop and 
brought it down hard across the young woman's ass. Diane could see Lisa jerk, but only 
slightly, to the blow of the lash. Without any hesitation, Lisa replied, "Yes Mistress. Yes, 
Master," and peeled the thin silver fabric off of her body revealing herself to Dave. She 
was wearing a silver, boned waist cincher, pulled in so tight it seemed that her waist was 
merely inches around. In comparison, her hips and breasts seemed even larger contrasted 
to the tiny waist. 

"She is beautiful," Diane thought to herself. "Christ, she looks like a Barbie doll with that 
body." Diane couldn't take it any longer. She had been staring at Lisa's body all day and 
now she just had to touch and be touched. She walked around in front of Lisa and moved 
within inches of the girl's face.

"Do you like the way you look now, slave?" Diane asked.

"Yes, Mistress," was the soft reply.

"Why, slave?" Diane continued.

"Because Mistress likes it." Lisa answered, still looking at the floor.

"How do you know Mistress likes it?" Diane said.

"Because I can see how wet she is," the girl replied fearfully.

"Then get down and do something about it," Diane ordered. 

With that, Lisa knelt down and leaning forward began to lap with her tongue at Diane's 
dripping cunt. Diane looked at Dave and could tell he was enjoying it almost as much as 
she was. He had pulled his stiff cock out of his trousers and began gently stroking it as he 
watched his wife being eating by this beautiful young woman.

Diane grabbed Lisa's head and pulled the girl's face deeper into her crotch. She could feel 
Lisa's tongue working to go deeper and deeper into her vagina, struggling to drink every 
drop of juice in her. Diane began to pump her hips, grinding her shaved cunt against 
Lisa's mouth. The girl had taken both the ring and Diane's clit into her mouth and was 
hungrily sucking on both, as her tongue worked the clit around and around. Whether Lisa 
had done this before or was just a naturally gifted, Diane could tell the young woman had 
a real talent for eating pussy. As the girl worked on her throbbing and swollen clit, Diane 
could feel her own orgasm approach. She jerked and twitched as the wave approached 
and Lisa responded, driving her mouth harder into Diane's cunt. Diane exploded as Lisa 
eagerly lapped at the new surge of fluid gushing from Diane's cunt.

Diane opened her eyes to find the young woman still eagerly licking and kissing her now 
swollen cunt lips. She glanced over and saw Dave, his cock in hand and on fire from 
watching the two women. Diane struggled to regain the performance of the Mistress. 

"Slave!" she barked, getting back into her character. "Your Master wants you to suck 
him." And with that, Lisa scrambled over and leapt on Dave's cock, devouring it in one 
large swallow. Diane looked at the young woman, deep throating her husband's cock with 
abandon.  She could see Lisa working desperately please. She wildly locked onto Dave's 
shaft and pumped her mouth repeatedly until Diane could see the blonde's gag reflex 
kicking in as Dave's cock was now buried deep into her throat. Diane looked at her 
husband's face contorted in delight and a small twinge of jealousy hit her. Lisa was 
sucking her husband's cock with a sensuality Diane feared she could never match. Dave 
was obviously lost in the delight of the best blowjob of his life. 

Lisa worked the head of Dave's cock with her lips and teeth as she pumped the shaft with 
her hand. Dave was thrusting his cock furiously into Lisa mouth, plunging hard back into 
the girl's throat. Diane saw that the young woman's cunt was literally dripping wet as Lisa 
moaned and struggled to work her free hand inside her.  Diane raised her arm and 
brought the riding crop swiftly down on Lisa tight ass cheeks. 

"Slave!" Diane screamed. "That belongs to me and I will tell you when you can touch it!

Lisa whimpered, but continued to pump her hips, hoping for something to rub against that 
would offer her relief. Diane brought the crop down again on the girl's rounded ass, but 
this blow evoked only a moan of pleasure. Diane quickly put on a dildo harness she 
bought this afternoon. Attached to the harness was a large, black plastic cock, which 
Diane now smeared with lubricant and moved in behind Lisa.

Diane positioned the head of the fake cock against the girl's wet opening and with a 
strong thrust of her hips watched as the large dong separated the tufts of blonde pubic 
hair and dripping cunt lips and pushed inside. Diane was enthralled at the sight of the 
large plastic dick impaling the girl on each thrust. She now felt the power that Dave, or 
any man felt, when guiding an invading cock into a woman. "Now this is real penis 
envy," Diane laughed to herself. She began to furiously thrust her hips into the shaking 
blonde.

Lisa was now bucking and sucking in a crazed sexual frenzy, as she responded to being 
in between both Dave and Diane. She was pushing her face into Dave's crotch, stuffing 
his cock as far down her throat as it would go, while the plastic cock disappeared into her 
hungry cunt. Diane shook her head in amazement looking at Lisa's desire to please and 
the passion that now filled this beautiful young woman. Diane could feel the young girl's 
body shudder as her orgasm began. She had never witnessed, in person, another woman's 
orgasm, but was overwhelmed with desire as Lisa's body convulsed and shook. She 
backed away, pulling the plastic cock from it's hot tunnel and slipped two fingers into the 
girl's sopping pussy, working them slowly in and out.

"Do you want your Mistress to finger your little pussy, Slave?" Diane said.

"Ohhhhhh, yes, Mistress! Please touch me!" the girl whined, trying to talk with Dave's 
cock stuffed into one side of her mouth as she lifted her hips to Diane.

Diane smiled at the sight of Lisa offering her cunt up for more attention and added a third 
finger inside the blonde's hole. She could almost feel the young woman cunt sucking her 
fingers deeper inside as her slit continued to stretch, offering little resistance to Diane's 
exploring hand. Diane was amazed at Lisa's ability to relax her cunt and totally open up 
to whatever was there. Diane's strap-on dildo has been a tight fit moments before when 
she entered the young woman.  Diane could feel Lisa's cunt craving more of her hand and 
slipped four fingers and all of the knuckles of her hand inside, leaving only the web of 
her thumb hooked on the outside, as she rubbed Lisa's cunt in a large circle motion. Lisa 
went wild, pumping wildly against Diane's intruding hand. 

Diane could tell from the tense muscles of Dave's neck and glazed look in his eyes that he 
was approaching one hell of an orgasm. Sensing the right moment to push, Diane pulled 
in her thumb and, just as Dave was about to explode into Lisa's mouth, she pushed her 
fist into the blonde's steaming cunt. Dave and Lisa erupted together, both shuddering with 
delight. Dave was spurting jets of semen into Lisa's mouth, on her face, and across her 
shoulders, as his orgasm seemed endless. Diane looked on in amazement, astounded by 
the amount of cum spurting out of her husband's cock, far more that she'd seen in the 
twenty-five years of their marriage. He was covering the young blonde with his hot 
sperm as he clenched his teeth and rocketed stream after stream over her. Lisa was 
howling, as her body shook with the spasms as she tried to work herself deeper onto 
Diane's arm, now pushed deep inside her.  Diane was dumbfounded as she slid her fist in 
and out of Lisa's now gaping passage. Earlier that day, the girl's cunt had been so tight, 
but as if on command, the muscles and tissues seemed to melt and fall away. "God," 
Diane thought remember how hard she had worked to stretch her own vagina, "I wish I 
could do that!"

"Oh, please Mistress! Please don't stop! Please push harder." Lisa begged.

Diane, seeing that Lisa was about to come again, quick pulled her dripping hand out and 
stuffed several fingers into the girl's mouth.

"Clean my hand off," Diane snapped, trying to push aside her desire to continue fisting 
the girl, and get back in control. "Lick it clean," she demanded.

Diane moved next to Dave and whispered into his ear as Lisa continued to lick her hand. 
"Wow, where did that come from?" she asked softly referring to his massive ejaculation.  
He smiled and she kissed him deeply. "You've got to try this," she said gesturing to Lisa's 
still twitching hips. "Slave, get on your hand and knees with your ass over her!" Diane 
said to Lisa. Lisa quickly obeyed and thrust her ass up in the air in front of Dave. 

"Watch this," Diane said softly to Dave, as she took his hand and place it into the girl's 
wide slit. With a small push, Dave pulled his fingers together and slipped his hand inside 
the blonde's slippery cunt. Diane could see the look of astonishment on his face as his 
hand quickly disappeared inside Lisa. The girl started rocking back and forth as she 
forced his large hand deeper inside her. Dave and Diane exchanged look of excitement 
and amazement at the sight of the beautiful young blonde worked furiously to please. 
Dave smiled at Diane and nodded to the large jar of lubricant near Diane. She knew 
instantly what he meant and dug a handful of the slippery goo out of the container. As 
Dave smoothly stroked his hand and forearm deep inside the woman's cunt, Diane pushed 
a slippery finger into Lisa's tight asshole. 

"Ahhhhhhhh," the blonde groaned. 

Diane pushed her finger deeper, forcing her knuckle past the tight, pink ring, which 
offered only minimal resistance. Diane began to circle her finger inside Lisa's ass, 
massaging the puckering anus into an ever-enlarging opening with each circle. Diane 
could feel Dave's hand moving inside Lisa's vaginal passage as she slipped a second, and 
then a third finger, into the girl's ass.

"Ohhhh, Mistress. Please, I'll do anything you want me to, just don't stop," Lisa begged.

A quick look at Dave, and Diane knew that she was going to do something to Lisa that 
she herself had thought about over the past three weeks - getting double fisted. She and 
Dave were going to double fist fuck this beautiful girl. Diane pushed four fingers into 
Lisa's elastic asshole, and after several thrusts to relax the sphincter muscles a little more, 
she pressed her entire hand against the resisting ring. 

"Owwwwwwwwww," Lisa screamed and Diane brought her free hand flat down on the 
girl's ass with a smack.

"Do you want Mistress to stop, Slave?" Diane demanded.

"Noooo, Nooooo," Lisa panted, as she rocked back and forth from Dave's driving fist in 
her vagina. Diane raised her left hand again, and slapped Lisa's ass, which was now 
turning red from the welts of the riding crop and Diane's slap. "Kid's got a great ass," 
Diane thought to herself, as she focused again on her hand seemingly stuck in the girl's 
anus. She either had to give up or ram her greasy fist into the girl's ass. She elected the 
later, and with one big push, she could feel Lisa's sphincter tense and then relax for a 
brief second. In that instant, Diane's hand popped past the taut opening and slid deep into 
the young woman's bowels. 

Diane thought she was going to have an orgasm herself as she felt Lisa's asshole twitch 
and clench around her wrist. The girl's tight anal ring now wrapped tightly around her 
greasy wrist like a bracelet. She could feel her own cunt dripping, as she knelt behind her 
submissive trophy. Slowly, she began moving her fist deeper and deeper, now feeling 
Dave fist and her fist rubbing tightly against each other, separated by the thinnest of 
membranes. She drove her tongue deep into Dave's mouth as the two of them began to 
work their strokes together. She could feel Dave's free hand sliding over her ass and 
dipping into her drenched cunt.  She could feel his fingers working to get deeper into her 
aching cunt, so she lifted her leg and felt him slip deeper.

Lisa was shaking from her third orgasm when Diane fell forward onto Lisa's back, and 
grabbed the blonde's breasts, furiously massaging her swinging tits. Dave had worked his 
left hand into Diane's cunt while fisting Lisa with his right. Then, as Diane flopped 
forward onto Lisa, he had eased his other fist into Diane's gaping cunt. Over the past 
three weeks, getting fisted by Dave had become a regular treat in their sex life. Now, 
Diane could feel her husband's fist moving inside her cunt, as she fisted the beautiful 20-
year-old blonde in the ass. Diane hoped that Dave's was enjoying his present, but never 
imagined that it would end up with him fist fucking the two women at the same time.

Diane wrapped her arms around Lisa's corseted waist and together they pushed 
backwards again and again, as Dave's fists drove deep into their insides. Their moans 
echoed throughout the house as they pumped harder and faster. Diane could feel Dave's 
hand pushing deeper and deeper inside her and with each thrust of his arm into her, she 
pushed equally deep into Lisa's stretched asshole. As Diane felt Lisa begin to spasm and 
shake from her oncoming climax, she sensed her own body twitch and contract, and knew 
that within seconds she was going to join the girl. As she felt herself going under the 
wave which swept over her, Diane gave one final push into Lisa's swollen asshole. She 
felt the blonde's anal ring clamp hard around her wrist as the young woman's body 
muscles became locked in a contraction. Diane clung to the young woman's pale, 
sweating body, as they climaxed together. 

Locked together, they descended into a pile on the floor. As Dave pulled his hands out of 
both of them, Diane could feel Lisa's body lurch, as her now over-sensitive genitals 
responded from the touch.  Diane's mouth found Lisa's, as their tongues swirled and 
twisted together. Diane broke the soft kiss and looked into the young woman's eager face.

"What a wonderful slave you will be," Diane purred.

"Yes, Mistress. I am your slave and I'll do anything to please you," Lisa softly replied. 

It was then that Diane realized what an incredible dilemma she was in. Lisa would do 
anything Diane told her to do! She could dress Lisa up like a whore and parade around 
town which would be so hot and so much fun. Or she could take her down to the porno 
video store and tell her to suck all of the men there. Lisa would obey. She had the power 
to give Lisa to the LA biker gang she'd met on the Internet. There, Lisa would become 
their instant slut. Or she could give Lisa to Steve, the limousine driver and make her fuck 
his trained dogs. All of these were easy and possible and the thought of doing any one of 
them made her incredibly hot. But the problem was Mark, Lisa's husband. Diane had to 
figure out a way to keep the two of them together. Turning Lisa into a submissive slut 
would only make her run away from Mark. And that would be disastrous for Diane's job.

Then, Diane had it! She knew exactly what to do to keep Lisa and Mark together. She 
just had to figure out how to do it. She ordered Lisa to get dressed and go home. Lisa was 
to say nothing to Mark about tonight. She was not to allow Mark to touch her, see her 
naked and under no circumstances, fuck her. Diane told the girl to shave all of her pubic 
hair and arrive back at Diane and Dave's tomorrow night with a freshly shaved pussy.

"Yes, Mistress. Yes Master," was all Lisa said, and she left. 

Diane turned to look at Dave, still on the floor and sporting an enormous erection.

"So, I see you enjoyed your present as much as I did mine," Diane said, smiling coyly as 
she walked over and straddled her husband.

"What in the hell was that all about?" Dave questioned, as he took Diane's hand and 
pulled her down on top of him.

"Well, let's just say it's work related. How do you like my dominatrix outfit?" she said, 
gesturing to her black leather corset and boots.

"Let me show you how much I like it," Dave teased pulling her toward him.

Lifting Dave's rigid cock and slipping it inside her, Diane whispered in his ear " I need 
you to find something for me on the Internet. Fast!" For the remainder of the evening, 
Diane filled Dave in on her plan.

End of Chapter Three

To Be Continued in Chapter Four: Bottoms And Tops












