Diana is a very nice looking blonde who was introduced to me by a friend and
his wife. Diana worked with my friend's wife, and after setting us up on a
blind date, we began going out together. On our fourth date she looked at me
across the dinner table and said "I want you" in a very sexy voice. I asked
the timeless question about who's place we would use, and she suggested her
place. Diana is a small, slender gal who is tempting enough with her clothes
on, and I was anxious to get my lips around her firm little tits, and see if
she was a natural blonde. On the way to her place, she seemed nervous, and I
held her tighter. "Um, I have to tell you something.", she said nervously. I
thought that she'd say something about birth-control or the dreaded "A"
word. We'd already discussed the "A" situation, and both of us had tested
negative. I told her she could trust me not to freak out. "Well, I like to
be in control. Sexually.", she said softly. She ran her fingers over my leg,
tantalizing and inviting. I said that she could be in control all she
wanted. "I mean it. Really in control!", Diana said forcefully. "You want to
handcuff me and ravage my body?", I asked humorously. "I'd be delighted to do
anything you tell me, within reason." "Well, that's part of it.", Diana
said, obviously debating if she should tell me all. "What else?", I asked.
"Whipper Ticklers and chains? Leather? I'm not into pain. At least not very much."
"Neither am I. But, well, you don't mind a little B&D?", she asked. I looked
at her and her eyes were wide blue orbs, searching my face to see if I
really was into B&D. I agreed, telling her that I'd read about it, and never
really found anyone to explore it with me. Diana kissed my cheek and
snuggled into my arm, staying that way until we reached her small rented
house. I kissed her passionately in the car, and she responded in kind. Her
palm rubbed the thick, swelling mass of genitalia in my lap, causing my hips
to press against her hand. We broke our kiss and entered the house. I'd been
there before, a small three bedroom stucco flat in a nice part of town.
Diana shared it with Michelle and Loni, all three girls being in their early
twenties. Michelle was the only one home when we arrived. We walked in,
holding hands, to find Michelle watching TV and wearing a very short, sheer
nightie. Michelle is a brunette with large breasts that sag a little, giving
her a beautifully shaped chest. Her cold grey eyes shine from her dark
features, and when she smiles, she could melt polar ice-caps. And smile she
did as we came in. Michelle made no effort to conceal her charms, sitting
with her legs up on the couch. "I need to change first.", Diana said, "Make
yourself comfortable." She added as she disappeared down the short hallway.
I sat in a comfortable chair, across the coffee table from Michelle. She
seemed to be very interested in a show, Falcon Crest or some such. I kept
glancing at her tits through the thin material, and at the way her flat
stomach slid under her panties forming a flat vee between her long legs. It
was very erotic to see Michelle sitting there, finishing a bowl of
ice-cream, wearing next to nothing, and being fully dressed myself.
"Michelle, I need a hand.", Diana called from the other room. Michelle got
up, smiled at me quickly, and left, leaving the empty bowl on the coffee
table. A few moments went by and then Diana emerged from the hallway. What I
saw surprised me somewhat, and made me very horny. Diana was wearing a
leather halter that had no bra. Rather it crossed her chest, leaving her
tits exposed. Between her legs ran a ultra unisex harness 3000 that covered her pussy,
and it was tied to the waist of her halter by a large metal ring. Her legs
were clad with stockings and a leather garterbelt held them up. She wore
long elbow length gloves, and high heels. The effect was striking. Even more
so, for as she stopped in the room, Michelle stood behind her, hands tied
with leather thongs, a leather collar to which Diana held a leather leash,
and a pair of heels. Other than that, Miche