True Sex Stories: Her Reward—The Girl

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The party was over and the three of us had retired upstairs.  The girl had been very good all night.  She was at my side and helped me with everything I needed.  I was sure to kiss her and let her know that I appreciated her.  Now she was naked in bed with Sir and I and she would be well rewarded for her behavior.

I kissed her and pinched her nipples while pushing the Hitachi against her pussy that was wet the second she climbed into bed with me.  She came, with that high pitched cry that I had been thinking about all day and looked at me, her eyes gentler and more relaxed than they had been all night.  Yes she had been a very good girl tonight- she deserved every ounce of what she would have.

The thing about topping another sub is that often you share the same fantasies.  The girl and I have things in common that make some of our fantasies similar.  The permission to let go.  Being forced, being watched.  You can't fool another sub.  I talked to her, in tones that were light, sarcastic and somewhat dismissive- but never losing contact with her body.  "You were a very good girl tonight.  I know how HARD it must have been watching me come and play with others while you sat, so obediently next to me."

"Yes Ma'am."

"But you knew, didn't you, sweet sweeet girl, that I would reward you- right?"  I leaned over and kissed her again- stroking her pussy with my hands.

"Yessssmaaam"  she melted and opened her legs for me.

"You are sooo wet- you're getting my fingers all messy,"  I said looking back at Sir, "Daddy will you get me a pair of gloves?"

I explained to the girl how much I loved the gloves.  How they make me feel different.  I had worn then the night before while playing giving Sir a handjob- and the disconnect of sensation on my hands made me feel very different, very toppy and it allowed me to switch to another dimension.  A Top.

Sliding the gloves on, I explained to Sir that no, I don't think I would need any lube.  This little slut was wet enough.  I sat between her legs, open on either side of me.  I opened her labia, looking inside running my gloved fingers through the folds, speaking in my sarcastic dismissive tone, "I don't get to play with girls very often… this is very interesting.  Look Sir, there's her clit.  Up her, under this little hood.  So if I rub it… like that?  Is that good?"

I watched her face tense, and her body tremble under my inspection.  She was mine to examine.  Sir was lying off to the side of the bed, watching quietly.  Responding to my questions but just watching me.  Watching his submissive, topping another submissive.  I pushed my fingers inside her.  Feeling around, in more of an exploratory way- feeling the skin, her pulses around my fingers.  Searching to feel her g-spot.  I hooked my fingers upwards, feeling the change in texture.  The rough wavy patch and the way her pussy tightened around fingers when I pushed against it.  "ohhh there's the g-spot!  Sir, it's right there!  It does feel different."  I was looking at him and talking to him, completely dismissing her.  I rubbed back and forth, pushing hard- feeling her body arch into it.  I didn't thrust, but pushed on her gspot hard, the way that makes my whole body melt into an orgasm I couldn't stop if I wanted to, but then distracted her by seeking out her clit with my thumb.  I noted how close my thumb was to my fingers inside her.

"You see Sir," I continued my lecture, "I have her gspot and her clit, all right here," I pinched down, applying pressure on the top side of her clit and pressing her gspot upwards, "All of our girls sex is in my hands,"  I looked at the girl, "Isn't it?"

Her body was shaking and I could tell by the pulses in her cunt how close she was to orgasm, " Yes," she whispered, "Ma'am?"  there was a plead in her voice.

I pulled my fingers away and shoved them in her mouth, laughing, "Ohhh no- not yet dear."

I looked back at Sir, reached over and grabbed him towards me and kissed him hard.  I was in a zone and I wasn't going to stop.

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After sharing her sweet cunt with Sir, I was overwhelmed with desire to fuck her.  Hard.  I wanted to shove my fist up her cunt and fuck her until she cried, until she begged me to stop.  Making eye contact with Sir, my beloved, while I ate the pussy of his other girl- and then watching him do it, while I kissed her- pinched her nipples and ordered her to come on his face. It was a surreal energy to be in charge.  There was not an ounce of jealousy and all I wanted was more of this blood pumping through my brain.  I was high on it.

I kissed her for a long time while Sir moved back to the foot of the bed.  His services were no longer needed.  I occasionally got a wink from him, letting me know that all was still well.  Somewhere in the back of my mind, I feared he would say, Enough of this! and really come and fuck me up for being so toppy in his presence.  But he let me have free reign.  This was my party, and this was my submissive for the evening.

"Sir, hand me the hitachi."  I reached my hand out- making eye contact with her.  He placed it in my hand.  I positioned myself next to her naked body, I moved the hitachi over her cunt, about a foot above her.  "You want this?" I asked her- my voice stoic and cold, "Come and fucking get it."

Sir let out a shocked gasp behind me.  I turned to him sharply, "If she wants it, she has to work for it!"

She looked at me confused.  I raised my eyebrows at her until she understood.  He bent her knees and planted her feet down, and raised her hips to connect her cunt with the vibrator.  The moment it connected, she cried out.  I didn't move it- and let her move her hips and cunt around it.  When her body would start to buck and shake, she would lose connection so she had to work hard, soo hard, to keep her hips up- knees shaking to connect with it to have her orgasm- all while I teased and taunted her.

"Don't you want to come, slut?"

"You don't expect ME to do all the work do you?"

"Come on, let me see you come for me…. do it NOW, slut.  right now."

She finally came, hard and crashed back down on the bed, having her aftershocks without the vibrations against her body.  She was tired, but I wasn't through with her.  Her body, while having had an orgasm, was not sated yet.

"Again!" I ordered her, "Louder!"  Immediately her hips came up to the vibrator.  Her arms supported her body and she rubbed her wet cunt against the buzzing vibe, her eyes closed and her face almost twisted in a mix of pain and ecstasy.  She came faster this time, more of a continuation of the time before.  Her body flushed and her head threw back in complete surrender of her senses.  It was beautiful, but I wasn't about to lose this moment yet.

Her body came down and I ordered her to open her legs for me.  Her pussy looked a bit different now.  It was full, swollen, bright pink.  I ran my fingers over her, comforting in an ominous way.  She cried out loud when my open gloved palm came down on her, slapping her swollen cunt hard.  Her cry was addictive, it traveled into my blood.

I slapped her swollen pussy one more time and leaned down to kiss her.  I held her face with my free hand, locking eyes with her.  My voice was just above a whisper.

Again.

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