Roommate to Submissive Sisters 2

Roommate to Submissive Sisters 2

As usual having read the first chapter makes this chapter much clearer and more rewarding.

I hope the instructor didn't cover anything important during that class period. The stud I had a crush on all semester had just invited me to lunch. All of my usual schemes had not got me anywhere with him, giving him my phone number, my email address, actually calling him for help I didn't need in the class. Yet he turned and chatted with me every single time in that class but showed no interest beyond that.. But following Sir's rules and dressing like a slut had gotten his attention and a lunch date for me.

Before the end of the class, Rebecca, my roommate/sister had texted me back with our dating rules. No sex on the first date, no going to his place until the third date. Hugs and kissing were allowed on the first date. She said there was more that we could discuss later. I almost groaned in disappointment. I was so hot for him, not to mention so damn horny from edging twice already that day, plus everything else that had happened with sister since I agreed to follow Sir's rules that he could have had me anyway, anywhere he wanted me and I would have begged "Please."

I did manage to get my raging hormones under at least minimal control by the end of the class. That lasted until we were walking out of the classroom and in the crowded aisle I felt his hand on my hip for just a moment, I swear I felt my cunt clench. The touch was not repeated as we left the classroom and walked towards the campus lunch spot. We chatted as we walked, I was pleased that he remembered my name was Sandy and remembered things from our brief chats. I quickly sensed that he was quite shy and awkward. I was also very aware as we walked together of the jiggling and movement of my tits, it was probably the first time I had been in public without a bra since I was twelve. Between building the breeze up my short skirt, chilled my wet cunt and upper thighs, another reminder of Sir's rules leaving my not only panty less, but also shaved smooth, again new firsts.

We got our lunches and found a quiet place to sit where we could talk. I finally asked him, "Why today? I've been giving you hints all semester, and you didn't respond to any of them."

That got a look of total confusion from him. "You did? sorry I didn't catch them. I figured someone as beautiful and smart as you are had too many suitors for me to have a chance. Why today, I was so stunned at your appearance that it just came out. I knew that under those baggy sweats you always wore you were beautiful, but today I saw how stunning you actually are. I was very afraid when it came out that you would laugh. I couldn't believe it when you said yes, I sat through the rest of the class hoping it wasn't a joke."

I couldn't believe what I heard. The handsome, intelligent, stud with a sense of humor had no clue how attractive he was. Was he that naïve or had he been burned so badly in earlier relationships that he had no self-esteem left? My hormones immediately decided that either way he was a project, I wanted to fix.

I reached across the table and grabbed his hand, looking him straight in the eyes I told him, "This is not a joke, if I didn't like what I see in you I would not have been trying to get you to approach me all semester. I do need you to take some initiative, I'll do my part, but I need you to do more to show that you are interested in a relationship with me. Believe me, that effort will be richly rewarded."

The smile I got back was warm and genuine. He said, "As I think you guessed I've been burned a few times and I'm afraid has made me over cautious. What I'm hearing you tell me is that I almost blew a chance with a beautiful, charming lady. By the way my name is Sven, and just so you know I've been paying attention, you are Sandy."

I blushed as I told him, "I was going to keep trying all semester. I have no intention of burning you. Trust me and show me you were worth the chase; call me, text me, email me, invite me to do things with you. Like I said, show some initiative."

He replied, "Believe me I won't blow this chance you're giving me. I need to go to my next class, but you will be hearing from me soon."

As he stood up to head for class I stood up too. I put my arms around his neck and kissed him. I felt his arms go around me as he held and returned the kiss. I smiled at him and said, "Initiative would have been you kissing me."

He smiled and pulled me back into a quite long deep kiss as his hand wandered down my back to firmly grip my butt. Initiative at last.

I headed for my last class of the day. A quick stop in the restroom to pee and the required edging of my cunt which only took a few strokes before I had to stop. I was still floating from his kiss and his show of initiative. I needed to ask sister if I could start using the bigger plug to start getting ready.

As I walked back into the apartment I was met by my naked, equally horny sister. She greeted me with a long tongue filled kiss and then practically stripped me to my heels. She led me to the couch, pushed me down onto it and laid grinding on top of me. She demanded all the story of my first date of the semester. As I told her every detail she kept grinding her cunt harder and faster against mine, until I told her that she was about to get both of us in trouble.

She finally got up and dragged me over to her laptop and pulled up Sir's dating rules. Kissing was all that was allowed on a first date. For solo dates after that panties and pantyhose were required until the third date. His place was off limits until the third date. Oral sex was allowed starting on the third date. After the third date with Sir's permission there were no rules. I jokingly asked, "So he can't have my ass until the fourth date?"

With a straight face she responded, "Only if Sir approves of your boyfriend's actions on the first three dates. He is very protective of us. He knows he keeps us very horny and doesn't want us doing anything really stupid."

We argued for fifteen minutes about whether lunch was a date. I counted it as one and sister reluctantly agreed, but we both agreed that panties and pantyhose for school lunch dates violated Sir's other rules.

We spent the next hour lying together on the couch touching, caressing, kissing and talking about how to bring my new boyfriend out of his shell. How to encourage him to take the initiative. Sister was adamant that any signs of initiative had to be promptly rewarded with a smile, a touch, a caress, a hug or a kiss. She tried to force me to agree that our first fuck had to be at his initiative. I wasn't sure I wanted to wait for him to show that much initiative, even though that was my hope and dream. She asked me about his cock, and I had to admit that I had no clue. I now had an assignment to find out, though I wasn't sure how given Sir's restrictions. Sister had several lewd suggestions, and I started to realize that Sister had been a slut long before finding Sir.

Sister also informed me that Sir requires a daily report detailing our compliance with our rules, and our reactions to our compliance, both mental and physical. Any relationships with boyfriends had to be detailed, and Sir had just added a requirement that we tell him about our relationship with our sister, again both physical and our mental responses. I asked how much detail the report had to have, sister said he specified pornographic detail. I started to do my report and quickly discovered that telling Sir what happened was relatively easy, but explaining my mental responses forced me to look at them in an objective way that I really hadn't done. Sister shared her blog with me and that helped me come to terms with what I had experienced.

As I finished my first blog and sent it to Sir, I turned to sister and asked. "Is this an experiment or is this our new life now?

She thought a moment and replied, "working with Sir online is an experiment. We may choose to pursue it or decide that it isn't for us. If this is to become our life, we will have to find someone here to serve. There is a local community, but I wanted to experience it before joining them. There is a fresh meat smell of new girls coming into the community for some dom wannabes, and we need a basis and understanding before we ever think about joining. Sir can give us that basis and understanding as well as knowledge of what to expect and watch out for."

Sister then got noticeably brighter and more enthusiastic and said, "while I was talking to Sir today, he said that to help us develop our sister relationship, we both have permission to orgasm, but only if the sister was the cause. He specifically ruled out any orgasms during out required edging and dildo training sessions. He also ordered us to learn how to sexually please each other."

It sounded like good news, but I asked sister, "so what are we going to do? She laughed and played a video she had found on the TV set hanging on the wall. For the next half hour, we made out on the floor in front of the TV as the lesbian videos she had downloaded played. Then she scrolled back to a scene that she liked, and we copied it. It talked about doing the alphabet while tonguing the cunt and clit. Sister did it to me first and I came before she got through the alphabet. As we kissed after she made me cum, I got a strong dose of what my cunt tasted like. Different from Sisters, not better or worse, just different in ways I could never pin down. I then did it to her.

I loved making her squirm and moan with my tongue, I tried to duplicate what she had done that really turned me on. Suddenly my face was soaked. I accused her of pissing on me. She laughed and asked if I hadn't ever squirted before. I asked what that was, and she carefully explained that women sometimes orgasm so hard that they ejaculate just like men do, except without the sperm. I still wasn't convinced. I moved up, laying on top of her and as we made out, I made she got as much on her face as I had on mine. She didn't mind at all so maybe she was right.

Sister said one more lesson before evening duties and bed. She found another piece of the video where the two girls were laying on top of each other, with their cunts in the other girls face. Sister said it is called 69 for an obvious reason. This time I took the lead and sister tried to copy in my cunt what I was doing in hers with my tongue, lips and suction. Sister seemed very good at quickly copying what I was doing, it was almost like doing it to myself. I nipped her clit with my teeth, "Oww" I wasn't sure that I did it too hard to her or she just overdid it to me. I didn't try that again. I was very pleased with myself when I felt her go rigid under me and felt her cunt spasming on my tongue. I made her cum first. Knowing how sensitive my cunt is after I cum, I redoubled my efforts fucking her cunt and licking her clit even harder. Her moaning into my cunt felt incredible, so I added that to my cunt eating repertoire. Apparently I overdid it, sister threw me off of her and pinned me to the floor kissing me, driving her tongue deep into my mouth, giving me another strong taste of myself while her thigh continued the assault on my cunt..

As we laid together regaining our breath, sister said, "time for our evening spankings and dildo exercises." I soon found myself draped across sister's lap, my very wet cunt resting on her bony knee. The spanking seemed much more intense than the one the previous night and I was bawling before I had received half my daily allotment. Once again my cunt was as much on fire as my ass, a connection I still didn't understand, nor the fact that there was suddenly a hint of pleasure mixed in with the pain that my brain was perceiving.

As soon as sister was similarly placed across my naked lap, I recalled her constant calls the night before for me to hit her harder. I won't admit whether the much harder spanking sister got was payback for my spanking or a simple effort to give her what she had asked for, but by the time sister got her allotment, her ass was bright red almost purple with a number of quite visible stripes from the leather paddle.

As we sat on the floor facing each other and spanked our tits and cunt's, I tried to match sister's intensity. At first the pain was more than I was ready to accept, but as I persisted, much like during sister's paddling of my butt, pleasure started to mix with the pain, and by the time that I was halfway through paddling my cunt, there was more pleasure than pain, WTF.

As we huddled there on the floor afterwards, sister tried to explain the concept of endorphins helping to block the nerve's perception of pain while letting the pleasure impulses go through. So, as my body responded to the pain by producing and releasing these hormones, my reaction to the pain changed. I tried to follow but decided to just accept that my body does that.

Facing sister while sitting on the floor facing each other fucking ourselves with our dildo's is one of the most erotic things that Sir has us do. As if fucking myself wasn't enough of a turn on, watching sister's reaction to her dildo makes it that much more salacious. I managed to get through the entire time without cumming, but God I wanted to by the end of the required time.

I worked hard trying to go deeper during our time orally working our dildo's on the mirror. Watching my reflection made it clear why guys like eye contact while having their cocks sucked, it truly ads to the connection. I still didn't have much luck pushing through my gag reflex, though I got close a couple of times. Out of the corner of my eye it looked like sister was succeeding over half the time taking her dildo deep into her throat and touching her nose to the mirror.

I watched sister fuck her ass on the mirror mounted dildo. Her face showed some pain as she first mounted it, pushing it into her ass, but after that seemed to enjoy working her ass on the device. When her time was up fucking her ass, she helped me by working lubed fingers into my ass. The first finger stung a little as it pushed in, but that quickly passed. The second finger stung quite a bit and while that abated, never quite went away. I was shocked and concerned when sister said that I was moving up to a larger plug in the morning.

We did our nightly bathroom routines and were soon cuddling together in sister's bed, trading kisses and caresses, talking about how horny Sir was keeping us, and how happy we were obeying his rules. Sister was soon snoring softly, I turned and pushed my butt back into her and felt her arms wrap around me. As I was falling asleep I was asking myself how did I find it so easy to not only obey Sir, but increasingly what sister told me to do. My final recollection before sleep was a warm flash thinking about seeing my new boyfriend in class in the morning and hoping that I would see some signs of initiative from him. The last thoughts I remember before falling asleep were three more dates before I can fuck him.

I don't know if I will ever get used to a morning enema. I noticed sister filled the bag up a bit fuller than she had the day before, and I swear she opened the valve wider filling me up much quicker. The pressure in my abdomen was noticeably more than I remembered from the first time. Of course, when it was time for me to do hers, the valve was definitely open more than the day before. I really don't understand why I get such a thrill out of giving her the morning enema, but it makes me wonder if she has the same reaction from giving me mine.

I went a little slower with the morning edging and managed to last the entire fifteen minutes without having to stop to keep from cumming, but if stud in class wanted to fuck me that day, rules be damned, which hole do you want. As we finished edging, sister grabbed me, took me over her lap, worked lubed fingers up my ass and as promised worked the middle sized plug into my ass. It hurt for a moment as the wide part passed through my ring, but once fully seated, it no longer hurt but my ass felt noticeably fuller, and I could feel the added weight of the larger plug. I just hoped it would stay in, though sister laughed at my concern telling me that it was staying until someone took it out.

Sister's first class of the day is later than mine, so she is always still naked when it is time for me to leave for class. Once again our make out and caressing goodbye almost made me late for class again.

That day's skirt was equally short, but the blouse was a bit more shear, and under bright lights, the color of my nipples could be seen. It made me even more aware of my tits jiggling and moving with no bra again. Walking to the classroom building the breeze up my skirt into my wetness, made me smile at my now smooth and bare cunt. A passing thought made me wonder if stud would like it that way, and what would he think about the hunk of metal filling my ass.

As I approached the classroom, I saw stud standing outside the room waiting for me. He pulled me into a hug and a short but nice kiss. Bonus points to stud for initiative. He followed me into the tiered classroom and surprised me by taking the seat next to mine instead of his usual seat in front of me. He handed me a flash drive, "I noticed you didn't take many notes yesterday. Here is a copy of mine." More bonus points for initiative. Once class started, whenever he wasn't actively taking notes on his laptop, his hand tended to rest on my bare thigh below my skirt. His hand was nice and warm, and the warmth seemed to travel up my thigh under my skirt. I don't think he even noticed that whenever his hand was on my thigh, my legs got a bit further apart.

He didn't even ask about lunch. After class his hand on my hip as we left the classroom simply guided me in that direction. As we were walking across the quad toward the food court, his hand slipped from my hip down onto my butt. I immediately stopped, turned towards him, put my arms around his neck and pulled him down into a long kiss. When the kiss broke, he asked, "what was that for?"

I smiled, kissed him again, and responded, "initiative. I meant it when I said it would be rewarded." His hand remained on my butt all the way to lunch. Two lunches together count as two dates in my book, I needed him to come up with something different for a third date, so I could get Sir's approval for the fourth date. We were able to find a quiet area in the food court. I complimented him on coming out of his shell and showing some initiative. He smiled and said, "You make it quite worthwhile."

We chatted about the class. I was finally able to get him to open up a bit about himself. He was a farm boy, born and raised. The local schools were small, with correspondingly small class sizes. Being the introvert, he found the large University classes a bit overwhelming and had not made many friends. Out of the blue he asked if I would like to go to the zoo with him on Saturday morning. He had heard good things about the local one.

I could barely contain my excitement. The third date, plus I love the zoo. He offered to pick me up, but knowing Sir's restrictions, we agreed that I would pick him up on campus at 9 AM. I kind of lost track of what he was saying as I did the mental gymnastics of whether I could message Sir from the zoo on our third date that morning and get his blessing to get fucked on a fourth date that same day. Once again it hit me how horny I was since I started obeying Sir's rules.

I was tuned in enough to hear how happy he was to take me to the zoo, and that he needed to head to his next class. Our departure hugs and kisses were so long and hot we got catcalls from other students in the food court. It embarrassed him, but I didn't care, other than I knew I needed to head to the restroom and dry off my cunt and thighs before the wetness showed through my skirt.

I did manage to make it to my other classes and pay attention. The mandatory edging during my toilet visit before the next class probably made my efforts to dry that area fruitless. But if anyone noticed wetness in my short skirt, they didn't say anything, at least that I heard.

As soon as I stepped into the apartment my naked sister practically stripped me. With just the thin blouse and short skirt it really didn't take too much. I wanted to tell her my news, but she had been watching the lesbian tape again and wanted to try something called scissoring.

I quickly found myself on the floor with sister, our legs intertwined and our cunts rubbing against each other. Her cunt was between my straight legs, and mine was between hers. First we tried both facing the same way, which didn't work well. I turned over so we were facing in opposite directions and now it was easy to press and rub out cunt's together, getting good pressure and friction on our clits. From sister's vocalizations and the sudden increased wetness between our cunts, I figured that sister had cum. While it felt really good, it hadn't been enough to get me off. For one thing there was no intimate connection with Sister. I couldn't see her face or watch her react, it was kind of like getting fucked doggie style but without the penetration.

Sister and I disentangled, but we stayed on the floor, hugging, kissing, and caressing each other. Sister kept fingering my cunt just enough to keep me on an edge. I could tell that she felt my lack of enthusiasm for scissoring, but I did agree to try it some more to see if she could make it better for me.

While we were laying there, a knock on the door announced a package delivery. Sister called out for them to leave it, and we would grab it in a minute. Sister asked if I was expecting a package and I had to answer "no." Sister waited a minute for the delivery guy to leave then cracked the door open and grabbed the small box. There was no return address. There was another box inside the first box and a note, "contact me when you get this before you open the box. Sir."

Sister sent a note to him. We sat there wondering what was in the inner box. A couple of minutes later we got a response from Sir. "slut, you have committed your obedience to me. In the inner box is a collar that announces that commitment. It is not removable without a special tool. If you are willing to honor your commitment have your sister fasten it around your neck and use the enclosed tool to secure it. If your sister is ready to make the same commitment, you may place and secure the second collar around her neck. If she is not ready that is not a problem."

Sister immediately messaged back, "Yes Sir, thank you Sir." She immediately opened the inner box to find two stainless steel rings. Each round ring had a hinge and was made of about 3/8" brushed stainless steel, with a slider on the ring with a smaller ring hanging from it. She handed me one of the rings and I placed it around her neck. Where the two open ends came together was a very small screw. I found the tool I the box, closed the ring and drove the screw down into the ring securing the two halves together. Sister ran to kneel in front of the mirror to look at it. She was smiling from ear to ear as she walked back to the table. Her fingers never left her new collar.

All that time I was debating whether I was ready to make that commitment, and what would my new boyfriend think of it? I was amazed when sister took me off the hook. When she got back to the table she looked at me and said, "You aren't ready to make the commitment." She texted that to Sir who immediately responded, "I didn't think so, keep the collar until she does decide it is what she wants."

Sir then wanted to know how it went with my new boyfriend that day. I told him everything. The new signs of initiative, him sitting with me in class, his hand on my thigh, his hand on my butt and my reward for that initiative, and our getting cat called for our too long goodbye kiss in the food court. I also told him what I had learned about his background. I finally told him about our upcoming trip on Saturday to the zoo. He asked who was driving and called me a good girl when I said I was. He asked if we had any plans for after the zoo visit. I honestly replied, not yet, but I am hopeful. I was shocked when he replied, "Unless there is a nasty surprise at the zoo, you have my approval for whatever happens afterwards but only due to his initiative."

I replied, "Yes Sir, I understand, only with his initiative."

Sir ended the call. I asked sister about the small ring hanging from her collar. She smiled, pulled on it and told me, "That is where Sir will attach my leash, if I ever meet him." I was surprised and shocked at how blasé' she was about being on a leash. Sister was right, I wasn't ready for that commitment.

Sister fixed a quick dinner. As we ate, she and I schemed about how to get stud to take the initiative and get my horny cunt fucked. She reminded me that oral sex was allowed on the third date, though doing that at the zoo might be tricky. To make it more difficult it was supposed to be cold and windy on Saturday, so I had to dress more to stay warm than to entice him.

As we studied after dinner, sister kept coming up with more and more outlandish schemes to get me fucked. I finally asked her to stop. She was making me more and more horny, making it hard to concentrate on calculus. I may have upset her when I did. She bruised my butt during my evening spanking like she never had before. Even when the endorphins started to kick in, it still really hurt.

Sitting on my burning butt as I started spanking my cunt, I was shocked to find it so wet that it almost splashed when I hit it. My nipples also stayed erect all through their spanking. Was I this turned on thinking about Saturday, or was it my flaming butt? All through the rest of my spankings, pain was almost nonexistent, and I was constantly on the edge of a prohibited orgasm. I only got though five minutes of riding the dildo before I had to stop. Sister spent some time giving me pointers on taking the dildo into my throat, relaxing, sticking out my tongue and swallowing when I felt a gag coming. I actually pushed the dildo past my gag point a couple of times, though not very deep into my throat, but it was progress.

Sister again pulled the middle sized plug out of my ass with only a small "eep" from me as it passed through my ring, then started working my ass with lubed fingers. I felt a sting as she added the third finger, but nothing too bad. I felt her pull her fingers out of my ass, I relaxed thinking she was done. The head of the dildo was past my ring before I even realized what she was doing. As soon as I realized I tensed, it hurt, and sister slapped my ass telling me to relax. It wasn't easy, but I did finally slowly relax and as I did the sting in my ass lessened. Sister worked in a little deeper and a bit of in and out before pulling it all the way out, with a warning that my ass was getting dildo fucked the next night. I wasn't sure whether to be proud or scared. Actually, once my ass had adjusted to its size any pain was tolerable, certainly worth bearing for the pleasure of giving someone you like that forbidden fruit of anal sex.

Sister asked why I was giggling, I told her, "here we have been talking about how to get me fucked all evening, and now I'm concerned about how to get him to do my ass."

Sister laughed, "small steps sister, small steps. We need to do a bit more work back there before you can really enjoy having it fucked."

As we snuggled in bed, sister told me that she had a date both Friday and Saturday evening. She wasn't expecting either to be an overnight and told me that she would wait Saturday night for an all clear before coming home, and to let her know if we didn't come home to our place.

I was so happy that my roommate was so thoughtful. My then wandered to my sister. When did I become bi? It was clearly my roommate's doing. Was it when I started lusting after her when I started seeing her going to the bathroom in just that thin night shirt? Or was it when Sir asked if I wanted to follow the same rule as her, and her naked plugged ass walking across the room made me say yes? Or was it always my nature and sister and Sir just brought it out. I realized there was really no answer. I pushed my butt back tighter into her, and moved her hand to my tit, covered hers with mine and squeezed. I sighed when I felt her kiss my shoulder.

The only difference in our morning routine the next morning was sister asked for a second enema. She was planning on surprising her boyfriend and didn't want any nasty surprises. Sister had the earlier class today, so during our long make out goodbye kiss that morning her hands roamed all over my naked body, making sure I was still wet from morning edging and my nipples were rock hard. Then one final goodbye kiss and she was out the door leaving me standing there, a naked horny mess.

I got a text from Sven asking if I wanted to meet for lunch. I immediately texted back saying I would meet him at the food court at 11:30. As soon as I could breathe again I realized that this would count as the third date. My mind immediately went to Sir's rule, "oral is allowed on the third date." I quickly dismissed the thought, my first sex with Sven wasn't going to be hiding in a janitor's closet on my knees, though the thought did send a shiver down my spine.

Class was uneventful, I was a little bit late for meeting Sven for lunch. It is amazing that my new wardrobe has guys wanting to talk to me who have ignored me all semester. Sven was waiting for me outside the food court. He greeted me with a tight hug, long deep kiss and an extended butt grab. A very nice show of initiative. I took the opportunity to check out his package. Impressive, going to need to step up to the bigger plug before giving him my ass.

We had a nice lunch conversation, as I suspected from his name he is third generation Swedish, enrolled in the engineering college. After lunch he walked me to my class, which I really liked, even more when we got close to the classroom and he pinned me to the wall his body tight against mine and his lips kissing long and hard against mine. As soon as we broke the kiss I reached down and ran my hand up and down his cock. He moaned and I smiled and said, "I told you initiative would be rewarded." That got a smile from him. What I didn't tell him was I found his cock even more interesting when it got more impressive reacting to my touch.

Once back to the room it was strange to be there without my sister, knowing she wouldn't be back until late, if at all. With peace and quiet and no temptation I got started studying and writing papers. I stopped long enough to heat up leftovers and enjoy an already open bottle of wine. I got a message from Sir. I explained that sister was on a date, probably why she didn't respond.

He was quite curious about Sven. I explained my success in getting him out of his shell and starting to show some initiative. I told him about being pinned to the wall, though left out he bit about groping his manhood to check for size. He told me to have fun at the zoo, but to remember, any sex acts had to be initiated by Sven.

He asked how the relationship with my sister was going. I told him about sister's lesbian sex tapes and us trying to duplicate activities with mixed success. He seemed to find that quite amusing but said to keep trying. He was very pleased to hear we were sleeping together.

After messaging with Sir, I finished one of my papers, and the rest of the wine. I was a bit buzzed and definitely need to proofread the paper before turning it in. I decided it was time to do one of my nightly rules and fuck my dildo. Normally sister and I do our cunts facing each other, but no sister so I did it facing the mirror. As I fucked my cunt I noticed my cunt and inner labia clinging to my dildo. It clung to my dildo, pulling out with the dildo and then being pushed back in. I never knew that it did that, I watched fascinated at what was happening, imagining it doing that on Sven's cock.

The excitement carried over to my oral work, without even thinking about it I took the dildo into my throat the first three times I tried by imagining it was Sven's cock. A small piece of my mind was saying "you are moving too fast," but my cunt kept telling it to "shut up and let me get fucked." I finished my oral training; it was amazing how much easier it was to take it into my throat when I thought of Sven instead of the piece of silicone.

The same thinking failed in taking it up my ass. While sister had worked it into me the night before, I just couldn't get the fingers or the dildo lined up the way that sister was able to, disappointing, but not too surprising.

I used a wooden spoon to spank my butt, not nearly like sister can do but I overdid it trying to compensate and left bruises on both cheeks. Was gentler on my tits and cunt, though I swear my cunt was so wet that it splashed when I hit it and it left the spoon wet.

To get a good night's sleep for tomorrow's big day, I went to bed early. I was too excited to get to sleep, my fingers kept finding and abusing my nipples and feeling how wet my cunt was. I got the bright idea to dry myself off on sister's pillow so she would spend the nights smelling my sex, even more.

I was still awake when sister got home. She came rushing to the bedroom, stripping as she came. "I have so much to tell you, but first of all I brought you a gift from my boyfriend."

She hopped up onto the bed, pushed me onto my back and straddled my face. I got a face full of her boyfriend's cum mixed liberally with sister's juices. I heard her tell me, "Clean me, and I'll do the same with your boyfriend's gift tomorrow."

I started working my tongue into her cunt, getting more and more of the wonderful slimy mixture. Surely she didn't collect all I got from one fuck, but then the great thing about guys our age is they do recover quickly. Without warning sister came hard, pushing a huge glob of cum into my mouth. Almost immediately she was face to face with me, licking my face and driving her tongue into my cum filled mouth. She stopped leaned up from me and said, "Be very thankful we didn't get around to my ass tonight." That set both of us off giggling for the blessing.

We must have laid there for over an hour. Licking and sharing cum, kissing, and listening to sister give me a blow by blow and stroke by stroke account of her date. For most of it she was lying on top of me grinding against me. As if I needed her to get me even hornier. I smiled realizing that my scenting her pillow was proper payback for what she was doing.

At some point we must have gone to sleep, because the alarm woke me up. I had set it to make sure that I wasn't late picking up Sven and almost as important had time to look good for him. I was surprised when sister got up with me. She said she wanted to make sure my ass was clean in case that was where I brought her present home.

I assured her that was not the fuck I was planning on that day. She responded, "Well not the first one anyway, but just in case." So, I got a double flush that morning. She also noted and commented on the bruises on my butt from my self-paddling adventure as she pushed the plug up my ass.

A check of the weather found that it was much warmer than forecast. A quick change of plans from the original pants plan. Sister grabbed the perfect dress out of my closet, long sleeve, but very short and very lightweight. I put it on, and sister insisted that two more buttons at the top needed to be undone. I didn't argue but planned on refastening them before picking up Sven. I decided to go with the same heels I wore to class every day. With all the practice I was quite solid in them.

I was a little later than planned, it took a while to say goodbye to my naked horny roommate, though she insisted I was as wet as she was. Sven was waiting when I stopped to pick him up. He was dressed up by guy student standards, Dockers and a polo shirt. He slid into the seat, leaned over and pulled me into a long deep kiss, which made me think I should have slid a towel under my butt.

Traffic was light and we talked all the way to the zoo. He must have complimented me on my appearance and my beauty half a dozen times on the short drive. We got lucky on a parking space and as soon as we got together, afterwards I was pulled into a tight hug and deep tongue filled kisses.

We started through the zoo, holding hands, then with his hand around my waist drifting often down onto my butt. I was pulled into a kiss anytime he sensed we had any trace of privacy and away from kids. His presence had me horny and his hand on my butt and the frequent hugs and kisses made me even wetter. I made a couple of extra restroom stops just to grab paper towels and dry my thighs. It didn't help that apparently it was mating season for at least half the animals. Sven showed an unexpected sense of humor doing a critique of their mating styles, noting that "doggie style" seemed by far to be the most popular. We stopped to watch two lions mate. During their brief intercourse, the male lion bit the females neck. Sven leaned over and bit where my neck meets my shoulder, if he had shown the initiative he could have had me right there and then, the crowd be damned. While his hugs often included my butt, it wasn't until I physically took his hand during a hug and placed it on my tit that we started enjoying his attention to them too.

It started to rain, and we ran back to the car, yes in heels with my tits bouncing freely and wildly inside my dress. We picked a nice restaurant away from campus for lunch. I got a bit wet and between the attention they had received and the cold of the rain, my rock hard nipples were trying to cut through my dress, a fact that my date quietly noticed. Just as the food came, I got a text from Sister, "Coast is clear, out till late. Changed the sheets. Remember your ass is clean. ; )"

He noticed my blush and asked what the message was. "I told him that it was my roommate checking in."

He laughed, "Oh, making sure I didn't drag you into an empty cage and took advantage of you."

I smiled back and told him, "She knows that isn't on our schedule until after lunch." His reaction was cute and priceless, his mouth flew open, and he blushed.

From his look I knew he was wondering if I was serious. I looked him dead in the eyes and reminded him, "Remember what I said about initiative." His face showed confusion for a moment, and then I could see the lightbulb go on as he understood what I meant.

We walked back to the car, his arm around my waist. At the car he opened my door and then went around and got in. Before I started the car I asked him, "Do you want me to drop you off on campus, or would you like to see my apartment?"

He again showed a sense of humor as he sat there a moment as if considering the options before smiling, running a hand up high on my thigh, and saying, "I have nothing I need to do on campus, I'd like to spend more time with you, show me your apartment."

As we drove his hand slid higher and higher on my thigh, even starting to slide my skirt up, his grip got tighter as it slid, and my thigh and cunt got warmer. As we approached the apartment his hand was high enough that I wondered if he had found wetness yet.

As we walked up the steps I had an immediate quandary. Sister's bed was bigger and had fresh clean sheets and was probably made but it was in her room. My bed of course was in my room, but I wasn't sure when I had last washed the sheets, my bed was certainly not made, not to mention my room was a mess. I was kicking myself for not thinking ahead. I certainly wasn't ready to tell him about Sir or my new relationship with sister.

I quickly decided not to explain and hoped that he was like me, and too horny to spend time asking questions. As we walked into the apartment, I was surprised at what sister had done for me. She had cleaned the whole apartment, including the kitchen. My bed was made though I doubted it had fresh sheets, and she had at least made a cleaning pass through my room. I gave him the grand tour except for my room. His hand never left my waist or my butt through the whole tour. I planned it so we wound up in Sister's room and sister's bed. As we were standing by the bed he turned to look at something and bumped into me. I quickly acted as if that minor bump had caused me to lose my balance and I fell backwards onto the bed. Yes Sir, it has to be his initiative, but you didn't say I couldn't help. My skirt sliding even higher may have had help on my way down onto the bed.

The look on his face quickly went from concern, to questioning. My smile convinced him that it was time to show initiative. He leaned over and extended a hand as if to help me, before slowly "losing his balance" and joining me on the bed. He was laying half on me and half on the bed, as he kissed me I felt his fingers unbuttoning the top of my dress. I wrapped my arms around his head and shoulders, holding him tight, but giving him full access to my dress.

I was surprised when he sat back up, but he pulled me up with him, then lifted me off the bed onto my feet. He slid the dress off my shoulders, and I let it fall down around my heel. I don't know if he was surprised to find me completely naked under the dress, but the look in his eyes was pure admiration. His hands left my shoulders, traveling down, caressing my breasts, his thumbs tweaking my very erect hard nipples. Then he continued down across my abs and his fingers traveled down the outside of my hips with his thumbs staying inside my hip bones. I gasped for air not realizing that I had stopped breathing. His hands went down onto my thighs, and he used them to pull me in between his legs and up against him where he latched onto my right nipple, licking, sucking nipping, driving me crazy. As he switched his attentions to my left nipple his hands roamed up, taking a firm grip on my butt. As they held and caressed my butt I felt his fingers probing against the plug in my ass. I saw the look of surprise in his eyes.

I wasn't too surprised to suddenly find myself laying across his lap as he examined my bruised butt and played with the plug in my ass, moving the wide part in and out repeatedly through my ring. He pushed it back in, gave my butt a hard slap and turned me so I was sitting on his lap.

He kissed me as he fondled my tits. Then smiled and said, "so you are not only beautiful, fun and smart, but apparently kinky too. Should I tell you that is my dream package? Would you like to tell me about it before or after we fuck, just know that whatever you have to tell me does not change my desire for you?

He asked me if I wanted to fuck now while I am sitting on his very erect cock that is probably quite lubricated from the fluid flowing out of my very horny cunt. I didn't intend it to buy my answer came out as a moan, "please fuck me, then fuck me again like the animals, then when we can't do that anymore, we can talk. He nodded, smiled and threw me onto the bed. I watched as he undressed, revealing that muscular chest, not a six pack, but taut abs, and then the most beautiful, circumcised cock I had ever seen, a solid seven inches or so long, nice and thick with a fat head and prominent ridges.

I was already laying on my back where he had tossed me, but I eagerly spread my legs wide to give him full access, I wanted, no I needed that cock deep in me. I moaned in frustration when he laid down between my legs and started examining and fingering my labia, clit and the entrance to my cunt. He started to move closer, and I got my hopes up again, but then his tongue flicked across my clit and only fingers invaded my cunt. Hopefully he interpreted my moan as desire and not disappointment. I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair. I gave him a slight tug, and he got the message.

He started working his way up my body, kissing all the way. He stopped to lick, suck and nip my nipples and fondle my tits, before we were finally kissing face to face. I felt his cock moving up and down my wetness, then a push at my cunt. At first my cunt resisted his efforts, but he was persistent, and I felt my cunt yield and him sliding into me. He slowly worked his way up my cunt, pushing forward a bit forcing my cunt to spread, then backing up just a little before pushing even deeper. It was a strange mixture of feeling as he pushed deep into my cunt that was not used to his size, not to mention hadn't been fucked recently except by my smaller silicone fuck buddy. There was a hint of discomfort, but a greater feeling of fullness and being taken, both of which were quickly buried by the pure joy of the pleasure of being fucked by a real cock.

I felt his pubic bone push against me and was elated that I had taken all of him. He leaned down and kissed me and whispered, tell me if I'm going too hard. My immediate unspoken reaction was like hell you can fuck me too hard. I nodded and he started to fuck me with long slow strokes.

My mental image was the mirror where my cunt clung to the dildo as it was withdrawn, I could just imagine my cunt was doing that on his cock. Very quickly I lost that mental image and all I could feel, and sense was my cunt getting fucked by a cock wielded by someone who knew how to use it. As his pace increased, his stroke was not just in and out but pushed side to side, up and down and ways I can't describe, never ceasing to stretch my cunt and hit new pleasure nerves on every stroke.

I felt the ripples start running up and down my cunt, just before it erupted in orgasm. My cunt gripped his cock so hard that it hurt, my whole body went rigid, my hand curled into a ball, I screamed. Sven stopped, I dug my nails into his back and moaned (he said screamed) "Don't you dare stop fucker!" He immediately started fucking me even faster and harder, as wave after wave of my orgasm rolled through me. He told me as we cuddled afterwards that he had to start going harder because my cunt had such a tight grip on his cock.

I had just started to come down, the strong ripples were still running up and down my cunt, and it had a tight grip on his cock, when I felt him start to swell. The pulses I felt in my squeezed cunt as he came deep inside me, sent me over the edge again. Not as hard this time, probably only the second hardest orgasm I had ever had, the earlier one being the biggest and hardest. It was the first time my cunt was actually sore from cumming.

The look on Sven's face as he came was amusing. Why do men look like they are in pain when the cum, before the look transforms to one of orgasmic bliss? He propped himself up onto his elbows, his cock still deep in my cunt. He looked down at me and smiled, "Was that enough initiative, or was that my reward?

I reached up and pulled him down into a long deep kiss before telling him, "No that was my reward for encouraging your initiative."

He smiled and did a fake frown, "But what about my reward?"

I squeezed my Kegels as tight as I could on his cock, "Your reward, is getting to do that regularly."

He laid down on me, taking both of my arms and stretching them above my head. A quick kiss and then he said, "now tell me about those marks and bruises on your butt. Please don't tell me your other boyfriend. I think I already mentioned that if you are kinky, that makes you even hotter, if that were possible."

I had no chance of coming up with a logical explanation of the bruises on my butt, being stretched out under the boy I had wanted all semester, as he laid on top of me, his cock buried in my still spasming cunt, his eyes staring down into mine. I decided that I needed to trust that he didn't seem offended by it and that I should tell him all the details. I also decided that I didn't want to explain it captured under him as I was.

I simply asked, "can I be on top while I explain my butt?" He effortlessly rolled us over, so he was laying on his back on the bed and I was kneeling astride him, his cock somewhat softened, but still buried in my very wet tight cunt.

I told him about my roommate's online Dom and how I had joined her in obedience to him. I explained our nightly routine of spanking, edging and working the dildos. I didn't tell him how hard I was working to prepare my ass for his cock, though I'm pretty sure he figured that was why there was a sizeable plug in my ass. I explained that my roommate had a date the night before and I had used a wooden spoon to try to do my own spanking as hard as my roommate did and had bruised my butt. He found that quite amusing. He also found it amusing that the change in my classroom attire that had caused him to finally talk to me was due to this unseen dominant person's rules. I left out most of the details of my changed relationship with my roommate and he didn't ask.

I wasn't sure if I had shared too much or not enough so I asked, "any questions?"

He thought a moment and replied, "Oh lots of questions but the two key ones are: who is this Dom, and how do I make you my submissive?

I quickly explained that he was strictly online, and we simply called him Sir. That I would have to get his approval to share his contact information. I told him, "I have no idea how you can become my dom, but continuing showing initiative is probably a good start."

I could see the wheels turning in his head but was still surprised when he lifted me off his now semihard cock, lowered me between his legs and told me, "Get me hard again so we can have round two." I quickly got over my shock and started to put to work all the practice I had been doing with the dildo and the mirror. I kept eye contact, massaged his cock with my tongue and as it grew, let him feel my throat gag around the head of his cock. His moan and growing cock encouraged me to push even harder, and I shocked myself when I felt his cock slide past my gag reflex into my throat. The look of amazement in his eyes encouraged me to do it again, and again, even as his cock kept growing.

He suddenly stood up, pulled me to my feet into a tight hug and a long deep kiss before turning me and moving me onto the bed on my hands and knees. I felt the bed move behind me and he took me fast and deep in one quick hard balls deep push that took my breath away. He gave me no time to recover as he continued to fuck me faster and harder than I had ever been fucked before, but definitely how I now wanted it frequently. I came, I screamed, I moaned continuously, my body went rigid, my cunt started clenching repeatedly as waves ran up and down the length of his cock and the depths of my cunt, and he never slowed down or let up.

Then he came in extra hard driving me to flat on the bed with his full weight on top of me as I felt his cock swell and spasm repeatedly, filling my cunt with liquid warmth. Was it twisted of me to think at that moment about the joy of sharing his gift with sister?

As we both laid there trying to get our breath he whispered in my ear, "I think I'm starting to like this initiative thing." Giggling when your cunt is filled cock and still on edge from a hard fuck, creates new sensations and involuntary Kegel contractions. He rolled us onto our sides. I was spooned tight against him, his cock still deep inside my rippling cunt. That freed his hands to caress and explore my body, caressing my tits, abusing my nipples, fingering my very sensitive clit, rubbing my lips and pushing into my mouth with fingers covered in our collective juices.

I could have happily slept all night in his arms, but my phone buzzed with a new message. It was sister, "Are you done yet, can I come home?" I showed it to Sven and asked, "Do you want to meet my roommate? The immediate shrinkage of his cock in my cunt, made me pretty sure the answer was no. He made a feeble excuse about needing to get studying done and quickly started to get dressed. As he was leaving and he kissed, hugged and caressed my naked body with the hallway door already wide open, he made me promise to meet him for lunch the next day.

Sister must have been sitting in the parking lot. They may have even passed on the stairway. I had just gotten back to her room before she came charging in, with nonstop questions about how it went. I didn't say a word. I just grabbed her, threw her onto her bed. and planted my cunt on her face. Her immediate reaction was "oh my God" as Sven's gifts filled her mouth to overflowing as her tongue pushed into my cunt and teased my clit searching for more.

I stood it as long as I could before collapsing onto her sharing the cum in long drawn out tongue battles that wound up with both of our faces covered in Sven's gift. I then had to give her a minute by minute report on our date. A process that took much longer with long make out interludes.

My story telling was up to just getting back to the apartment when sister got a message from Sir. Sister did something I hadn't seen before, she put us onto a two way video chat. As soon as Sir saw our happy cum covered faces he commented, "It appears the date went well, tell me about it."

I gave Sir a more abbreviated story of what I had already told sister but went into more detail about what happened once we were back to the apartment. While I was telling Sir, sister's hand found my cunt and I had to keep from moaning as she manipulated that very bruised and tender area. I finally ended by telling Sir about Sven's desire to be my Dom.

Sir's immediate comment was, "The boy shows promise. Keep the same rule, sex only when he initiates it, but add whenever, wherever and however he wants it. Give him my contact information, I'll be happy to talk to him, and if appropriate, guide him in his desire to own you."

I handed the phone back to sister and as she filled Sir in on her dates, I returned the favor teasing her cunt and pinching her clit. Once the call ended, we only got out of bed to pee, and spent the evening and most of the night making out while still covered in Sven's cum.

After sister finally fell asleep in my arms I laid there wondering where my relationship with Sven would go, what Sir would tell him and teach him, and how his owning me would change things. My mind also wandered to the question of how both of us getting fucked had brought sister and I even closer together and more in..... love????