My first experience with another woman... (His view)

This was a wonderful experience for Hds. She has had some hesitation in the past with accepting her desires and attraction to women. Maybe hesitation isn't the right word.  More like she tries to deny it but can't.  And being the good Master I am I won't let her deny it.  In fact I rather enjoy making her admit it.  

This was something we had talked about for a while, but it hadn't come to fruition yet.  I vetted several candidates and the woman I chose I spoke with for a coupe of weeks before agreeing to meeting.  She was a bit older, completely understood her place and what I was seeking in this.  This experience was setup to be all about Hds. It was about her submission and slavery, trusting me, and getting past her nerves to be able to experience this. It was about putting her on display, knowing she was being seen in a completely bare and vulnerable position. She was there to be enjoyed and in a position where she had no choice, but she didn't want choice.  This was something she wanted but also needed to be made to do.

After being confident in my choice of who would be a part of this experience with us I informed HDS.  Least to say she had a panic attack.  Yet, we talked through it, she trusted me, and I assured her we would meet in public prior to this happening.  On the day this was to happen we met at a nearby Starbucks to ensure we all meshed and it still felt right.  She even suggested and allowed us time to talk through it before proceeding with anything, which only helped assure me I had made a good choice.  She understood what I was trying to do and was fully supportive.  

Once we moved forward and met at the hotel, Hds and I got there first.  I had Hds in position and ready by the time the knock came at the door.  You could hear HDS' heart beating as I went to answer the door, as she knew there was now no turning back.  As we went through the paces a it, hearing the other woman ask to touch her, hearing me grant her permission, and then Hds feeling her hands on her body was wonderful for her to experience as well as for me to watch. Seeing how much Hds really did enjoy it, and how much her desires were found to be valid in the touch of this woman and having her hands explore her body. She was soft and caring and made sure to not overstep her place in this.  

To this day I remind HDS about how she had another woman touching her, how she was raising her ass off the bed and moving her body in unison of having her pussy rubbed and explored, and how she didn't want it to stop. Topped off with being fucked in front of this other woman and holding her hand and looking her in the eye as she orgasmed multiple times for me.  

There was little to no touching at all between myself and the other woman. It wasn't about me being with her. It was all about having her there and Hds getting this experience. It was a step into the kiddie pool as a starting point for exploring her bi side, and it couldn't have gone better. The woman I chose was wonderful and couldn't have made this better for either of us. She was there to assist and asked to touch her and and help, but she was not at all aggressive or pushing for too much.

We further explore this in the future as opportunities present themselves, and we will see if we move from the kiddie pool to something a bit deeper. Hds also has fantasies of Master being with another woman and her being made to watch, but that is a complete other topic and scenario for another day! In the scope of this experience, I am so proud of Hds for trusting me and being able to have this experience.

DV

My first experience with another woman...

Walking into the hotel room my feelings were bouncing back and forth from excitement to nervousness.  I knew Master had arranged for another woman to be there.  I had met her earlier so she wasn’t exactly a complete stranger.  But I was unsure what Master had planned and that had me a little anxious.  I remember walking into the room, looking at Master, and telling myself that I trust this man more than anyone I ever have in my life.  He knows me better than anyone in this world.  He loves me.  And I know that my safety is his top priority...not just physically but mentally and emotionally as well.  It didn’t matter what he had planned, I would obey.  At that moment the only thing that mattered to me was pleasing him. 

Sitting in the chair, he applies the blindfold.  Normally I love the blindfold because it heightens my senses and I love the anticipation of what he’s going to do.  But today I was thankful for the blindfold because it gave me a strange sense of security as I sat there on display.  I could hear Master answer the door and then they both sit down in front of me.  I was VERY thankful for the blindfold at this moment as it gave me this false sense of hiding as Master and our new friend began talking about me as if I wasn’t in the room.  And for some reason, that was making me wet.  She was asking questions about our relationship, things that we enjoy, what we were looking for etc.  Master is talking about me.  I am throbbing now and can feel how wet I am getting.  My head is starting to get a little fuzzy and I do all I can to focus solely on Master’s voice.  He tells me to spread my legs. “Awww, look at how wet she is” he states.  I hear her tell him “she is beautiful” as I make a mental note at how thankful I was for this blindfold.  As if it was ‘if I can’t see you, then you can’t see me’

 

I remember Master helping me stand and moving me to the bed.  Layed out on my stomach, I feel the first lash across my ass.  Again, I can hear them talking.  Making comments about how nice those marks look across my ass.  I don’t even realize what I am doing until I hear Master voice “What a greedy whore she is raising her ass higher begging for more.  Look at how wet her pussy is getting”  The next voice was hers asking for his permission to touch me.  For a moment I froze as I waited for his reply.  A mental reminder that I gave myself to him a long time ago.  I no longer have choice.  He granted her permission and I felt her hands on me.  Sliding her fingers across my pussy and commenting on how soft and wet I was.  I knew Master had to be pleased.  Proud that I didn’t flinch or disobey.  I knew he had to be enjoying watching her touch me, and that only fueled my fire.  I feel a gush when I hear Master “look at her raising and wiggling her ass as you slide her fingers through her pussy” 

At some point she asks Master if she could watch him fuck me.  I remained on my stomach and raised my ass for him to slide inside me.  I feel the bed shift as she sits down next to me.  Master removes my blindfold.  As I look up at her, she brushes a strand of hair out of my eyes.  She makes a comment about how big my Master’s cock is and asking me to tell her how it feels inside me.  I am unsure how it came to be, but I remember reaching out to her.  My hand roaming over her nice tits.  Playing with her nipples.

Master tells me to cum “Show her how you cum for your Master” I scream out as I have an incredibly intense orgasm.  She was very gentle and tender with me while holding my hand throughout.

This day in the hotel room brought Master and I closer than I could have imagined.  I put myself and my trust in his hands.  Master freed my mind and allowed me to just enjoy this experience together. 

His devoted slave