Leslie's first threesome brings out the Dom in her - part 1 - Mff | 2016

This is a story about the first time Leslie started to realize she might not be “just” a submissive and about how she confirmed she was “bisexual.”

In the long run, Leslie would determine herself to be gay and a dominant of course, but this was when she was still experimenting.

It was college and Leslie had lost her virginity to me only a few months before. While we were exploring BDSM, we were exploring it at a very vanilla level. I had some ropes, she had a pair of handcuffs and a vibrator. We had tried spanking and using a belt as discipline.

Leslie at the time was a bit younger than me, 18 or 19, a tall brunette with small perky breasts and dark Mediterranean features. She was hot in a sophisticated way. She didn't exude sex or wear flashy outfits, but she had a look about her that as she aged would turn into a classic hot teacher look. She looked refined and distinguished and was in fact in a sorority known for being picky about looks.

What was interesting about Leslie at this point, and looking back with 20/20 hindsight, this should have been a clue to what would happen, Leslie really enjoyed the IDEA behind this play, but never really enjoyed it as much as she wanted to.

I would tie her down and spank her. She would orgasm but afterward explain that it wasn't as strong or as good as she expected. So thinking it was an issue of “how and what” and not an issue of “why” we would keep varying things. Different positions, different punishments, different methods of tieing.

Of course the issue would turn out to be that the idea of a hot female, tied up and helpless, being hurt, turned her on, just deep down she wanted it to be another female.

Leslie had met Beth in one of her philosophy classes. They had become friendly in the class and would often group together for projects. One day in class the teacher broke the students into discussion groups and had them argue various sides of an issue. My memory escapes me, but the topic was something like, does a slave have freewill. I think the question was meant to be, do you have freewill when the only option you have available to you is death.

Don't worry about that, that is the unfun kind of slavery. While Leslie and Beth discussed this, Leslie who was a big sex boaster, brought up that she was experimenting with submission and BDSM. Beth admitted to having never tried it, but that she had rape fantasies and liked to be fucked while held down.

Beth was a cute girl. Very girl next door pretty. The sort of girl that you aren't afraid to approach and who doesn't need much make up to keep her good looks. She was shorter than Leslie and had a just smaller than average build. Normal breasts for her size, not small, not large. Pretty smile.

Leslie and I had talked about a threesome. I had done a few at this point and Leslie knew she was bi-curious and had wanted to try.

While the straight guy lesbian bait and switch was not even close to being created yet, this would be the first time Leslie used something like it. She invited Beth to come hang out at her place and invited me over to join them.

I was 19 at the time and to call me a flirt would be a vast understatement. I was tall, attractive and thin. (Would be again if I could stop writing these stories and hop on the treadmill). I had incredible confidence and no issue making careful sex jokes. It was my main strategy towards finding dates. Hang out, flirt, drop some naughty suggestions and see if they took root.

So when I went to Leslie's and met Beth, I did exactly that. Chit chatted, flirted a bit, made some jokes asking if Beth was making moves on my woman. Etc. Nothing happened that day or the next few times. We hung out a couple times over the course of the next two weeks. We turned the conversation to sex a few times and flirted. Finally we both got the feeling that Beth was into us and proposed a movie, we joked that it would be a date, but all three of us knew it wasn't a date.

Leslie liked to dress in pants and long sleeve shirts. She was thin-pretty, but self conscious about it. She looked good though as we went out to pick up Beth. I had a car and neither of them did. Beth wore pants and a tank top that looked good. We went to the movie and flirted some. Afterward we went to dinner and chatted a bit more. I made jokes about it being an awkward date and being a third wheel. They both laughed and played into it. Joking about how far they would go on a first date. At some point Leslie said something along the lines of “it depends on how far my Master tells me to go.”

This got Beth's attention and she asked, trying to sound like she was joking, but clearly curious, “so if you do get lucky tonight, would I also have to answer to your master or is that considered like, bad form, is he ONLY your master?”

“Well,” I said, knowing it was time to drop the joking, “Leslie and I would both have to agree to bring someone else into bed. She's submissive to me, but has to consent to everything. If another woman did join us, it would be up to all of us on how. She could submit to me or we could just play around, not every time Leslie and I get naughty is as master and sub.”

“How do you decide,” Beth asked, “who to invite.”

Leslie and I exchanged a look, then she reached out and lightly put her hand on top of Beth's and said, “In some cases, we talk about things ahead of time and decide to see where they go, if we both think the girl is interesting. We actually haven't done it yet, but would be interested.”

Beth flushed and pulled her hand back. She was turning red, but smiling. After dinner we went back to Leslie's. She was living off campus that semester, she wouldn't move in to the sorority house until later in the year. Leslie produced a bottle of something, wine I think and put on some soft music.

We sat on the couch, Leslie on my lap and she started to call me Master. Master, would you like a drink, and so forth. We talked for awhile and then Leslie turned the topic to sex.

Had Beth been with a woman? No, like Leslie though, she was very curious to try it and sometimes even watched lesbian porn, in fact had a think for lesbian jail erotica where a woman is forced to become someones bitch. We all discussed our personal fantasies around lesbians. Mine of course being that I enjoyed threesomes and wanted to play with two subs.

Had Beth done much with guys? Yes, pretty much all the vanilla acts with a few guys. Swallowed, but wasn't fond of it, just like Leslie. Loved to get fucked while a vibe was on her clit. We talked about that position and a few others. Neither Leslie or Beth had done anal sex, but Leslie revealed that she enjoyed a finger in her ass and Beth said she hadn't really tried it, but was curious to see if it felt good or not. Leslie assured her that a vibe on the clit, a cock in the pussy and a finger in the ass made orgasms extra strong.

How did Beth feel about bdsm? She hadn't done it per say, but fantasized about it and being submissive. She liked the idea of being tied up and fucked or held down and forced to pleasure a man. In the erotica she read, some of her favorite scenes where when a woman was held down by other women and molested while the butch woman sat on the victims face.

What else? Spankings. Beth liked spanking scenes and some with floggers and other things. Her favorite erotica with lesbians involved spankings with a police baton.

Around the middle of the second glass of wine I asked, “Would you like to kiss Leslie?”

Beth paused, “If, yeah, yeah.”

“Go ahead,” I said to Leslie, who eagerly got up off my lap, put her wine down on the coffee table and sat down next to Beth. She leaned in and started to kiss her, she put her hands on Beth's shoulders. The simple kiss quickly turned into a deep french kiss and Beth reached out and hesitantly touched Leslie's shoulders.

I watched for a bit and they necked, getting into it. Leslie sort of pushed Beth backwards so that Beth was at an angle and Leslie was on top of her, they kissed, they kissed at each other's necks, I know at one point Leslie bit Beth's ear. I was enjoying the show and when I saw Leslie start to rub Beth's breasts above her shirt, I interrupted.

“Leslie,” I said, “did I give you permission to do that?”

Leslie looked at me with a sheepish grin, “She has her knee in my crotch! You didn't say anything to her about it so I thought it would be ok.”

I had missed the knee, but pretended not too and said, “She isn't my submissive, you are.” I kept my tone firm but friendly.

Leslie apologized with a “sorry master.”

I turned to Beth. “Leslie clearly likes you and I think we see where this is going. I want to be involved, but if you'd rather explore on your own, I am willing to leave to let Leslie see what it's like to be with a woman. I'd rather stay and join in, but I want to make sure its ok with you.”

Beth was already flushed by this point but gave me a shy grin, “No,” she said, “I'd like you to . . . be here and . . . you know.”

I nodded. “And how do you want to do this,” I said. “Do you want to just have fun or do you want me to be dominant towards Leslie. I could also be dominant towards you, I'd like to do that if you are interested.”

Beth just nodded, I could tell she wanted to be submissive and was a bit nervous about it.

“Leslie,” I said, “you may nuzzle her neck some more and go back to what you were doing before I interrupted you.” Leslie started to lick and bite on Beth's neck and her hand, with confidence, went onto Beth's breast. “Beth,” I said, “I need your consent on this, a yes or no. It's just for tonight and if you get uncomfortable we will stop.”

She moaned slightly and said, “I, yeah, yes, I want to do that, but nothing crazy ok.”

“Of course,” I said and we set a safeword.

I gently pulled Leslie off Beth and stood her up and told her to head to the bedroom. When she started to go without saying anything I gave her a swat on the ass.

“Master gave you an order,” I said. Leslie grinned, “Sorry Master, yes master.”

I helped Beth up and told her to follow Leslie. She said nothing as she started and I gave her a swat on the butt. She jumped and looked at me, confused for a moment and then nodded, “Sorry master, yes master.”

In the bedroom we all sat on the bed indian style facing each other. I told them to kiss each other again and as they did I reached out, rubbing their necks and their backs. Then I told Leslie to kiss me. We kissed lightly, probably not as heavily as she had kissed Beth. We stopped and I told Beth to kiss me. We kissed, quite heavily actually, Beth was an aggressive kisser.

I told Beth to remove Leslie's top and she did, showing the little bra Leslie wore to make her breasts look a bit bigger. I told Leslie to take off her bra. She did, her breasts were perky and her nipples where hard and a pleasant dark color on her darker skin.

I repeated this for Beth. I asked Leslie to take Beth's top off, she had some sort of strapless bra on under it, and then asked Beth to take her bra off. Cute breasts, nothing remarkable, but Leslie stared at them.

I told them to kiss again and while they were kissing, told them to feel each other's breasts. I watched, getting quite horny, and then reached out myself, one woman's breast in each hand as they had a hand on each other's breast. It felt nice and both the girls still seemed to be into it.

I was nervous at this point. I'd had successful and unsuccessful threesomes. A lot of women are interested in kissing another woman or touching her breasts. But when the pussy gets involved, things can start to fall apart.

I stopped the girls and had them, jointly, take off my shirt. I lay down and had them lie on either side of me so I could feel their bare breasts against my chest and took turns kissing them both again.

I moved so that Beth was on her back and told Leslie to take Beth's pants off, just the pants, and to kiss her way down Beth's legs as she went. She slid the pants off, I noted that Beth's underwear and bra matched and that Beth's legs seemed to be freshly shaved. Someone clearly expected to get some tonight. Beth giggled as Leslie kissed her way down, but a good happy giggle. I thought I got a whiff of arousal.

Again, I repeated it. “Beth, take Leslie's pants off now and kiss your way down.”

Beth unbuttoned and then started to tug off Leslie's pants, Leslie did that sex, lift the hips for the pants to slide, thing and I could smell her pussy. In fact, as the pants came off, I could see that Leslie's panties were soaked in a way that I had only seen a few times including the night I took her virginity. She was incredibly aroused. (Again, probably should have been a signal).

We all made out more and felt around above the belt until I thought everyone was comfortable and then I had them lie on their sides facing each other. I lay behind Leslie, biting her shoulders, reach between them to rub one breast and another. I had them start kissing and then told Leslie to slide her hand into Beth's panties.

The hand slid down beth's stomach and then slipped under the panties. With no hesitation, Beth lifted her leg up to give Leslie access.

“What are you doing,” I asked and bit Leslie's neck again.

“I'm rubbing her clit master,” Leslie said and then kissed Beth again.

“How does it feel to be touched by a woman,” I asked Beth.

“Good,” she said and paused. My hand was between their breasts and I lightly pinched Beth's nipple. “Master,” she gasped out at that.

“Leslie,” slide your finger into her, tell me how wet she is.

I hear a small moan from Beth and Leslie said, “pretty wet master.”

“Don't stop Leslie,” I said and then looked Beth in the eye. “Beth, why don't you try.”

Beth nodded and gave a “yes master” and I watched her hand snake down. I couldn't see it go into Leslie's panties but saw and felt Leslie lift her leg up.

“I'm touching her pussy,” Beth said, “rubbing her clit and I can feel that it's really really wet.” Then as an afterthought, “master.”

“Does that feel good Leslie,” I asked.

“Yes Master,” she said and went back to kissing Leslie.

“Beth, why not try sliding a finger inside her.”

She didn't respond and I let it go, but felt Leslie shudder a bit with pleasure.

We stayed like that for a bit, I did switch to Beth, laying behind her, biting her shoulder and neck, both girls in their panties, fingering each other and kissing.

I stopped them after a bit and declared that it was my turn to have some fun.

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