Patreon Exclusive: The Male Gaze

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Right now I am in the middle of drafting "Carrots and Sticks part 1", but I took a little break to write a patreon-exclusive "short" story for you all.

For a very long time, Cuckold and Lezdom were neck and neck in the poll, trading places back and forth. So I decided it would be a fun experiment to combine the two tags into one story! It felt like an interesting writing experiment for me. I hope you enjoy it. I would value your feedback on this story as always. I think this story might benefit from being a bit longer and expanded, so let me know in particular if there are any elements of the story you would like to see with a little more room to breathe.

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I hope you enjoy reading "The Male Gaze"!

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“Never have I ever,” said Kayla with a mischievous grin, “Made out with a girl.”

“You bitch,” slurred Freddie goodnaturedly, putting down a finger.

Duncan grumbled his agreement. Choosing things to specifically target the guys was a low blow. His friends' group was now mainly Maddie’s friends, and he was fine with that, but it did mean that he was often one of the only guys at their hangouts. He was just glad that Fred, Jessie’s boyfriend, was here, otherwise, he would be the only guy.

But weirdly, it seemed like he and Freddie hadn’t been the targets after all. All the girls, friends with Maddie for years, turned to Duncan’s girlfriend with giggles and knowing smiles.

Duncan followed their lines of sight with a confused frown as Maddie’s face turned red. “Oh come on,” whined Maddie, trying hard not to giggle herself, “You guys know that doesn’t count!”

“Rules are rules, girly,” said Kayla with a raised eyebrow. “Now drop that finger before I come over there and curl it down myself.” Maddie theatrically sighed as she put her finger down, sticking out her tongue cutely at her cackling friends.

Normally Duncan might have just let it pass and followed up with Maddie later, but being four beers deep had loosened his tongue considerably. ‘Whoa whoa whoa,” he said, half concerned and half intrigued, grabbing Maddie’s free hand in his, “What’s all this about making out with a girl?” Imagining his sweet, spacey girlfriend in that context was a little uncomfortable, but also unquestionably arousing. Just imagining another woman running her slim fingers through Maddie’s silky blond hair…

“Babe,” said Maddie with gentle exasperation, “Don’t listen to these drunk idiots. It was nothing. They’re making it sound bigger than it is.”

“Dunk doesn’t know?” squealed Jessie excitedly. “I thought that must have been how you met! Oh my God Maddie, you have to tell him. It’s soooo funny.”

“Shut uuuuuupp!” groaned Maddie, growing redder and rolling her eyes to me as if she was saying “Can you believe these drunk bitches?”.

Kayla leaned forward with a leering smile and said, “Dunk, your girlfriend used to be a certified, grade-a barsexual. It was her main strategy for picking up guys.”

I had no idea what she was talking about, but it must have been a commonly-used term, because now Freddie was laughing as well. He saw the confused look on my face and said, “You know dude. Barsexual? It’s when girls make out with other girls in bars in order to get attention. I had no idea you used to be a freak, Maddie! Dunk really settled you down, didn’t he?”

“They’re exaggerating, babe,” said Maddie, shooting her girlfriends an irritated look. “It wasn’t that often, and it was just a little harmless fun.”

“Every weekend,” hissed Jessie in a performative stage whisper “Full makeouts. With tongue.”

The conversation veered off to other topics, but Duncan was quieter than usual for the rest of the evening, and on the walk home, Maddie confronted him.

“You’re not actually upset about me being a little silly and flirty before I even met you, right?” She asked guardedly, giving her boyfriend a side eye.

Maddie was the girl of Duncan’s dreams. Petite, but with luscious curves. A kind, caring personality, and a dreamy, slightly scatterbrained air that hid her brilliant mind. Duncan felt lucky as hell to have her.

But it was a mild sticking point with Duncan that before he knew her, Maddie was a lot more sexually adventurous than he was, partaking enthusiastically in the bar hookup scene with her friends. Finding out she used to make out with girls sometimes to give guys a thrill was just another piece of that.

“I don’t know,” said Duncan with an uncomfortable shrug, “I’m not mad… It just sort of seems like all these random guys got to experience a sexual side of you that I don’t get to. It feels weird.”

Maddie sighed and pulled her boyfriend closer, grabbing my arm and wrapping it around her waist. “Babe, I made out with girls to attract one-night stands. It’s a compliment that I didn’t try to attract your attention that way. I wanted something serious with you.”

“I guess so…” Duncan said heavily. “But when I imagine you kissing another girl with all those guys watching, it just makes me feel so…”

“Horny?” Said Maddie with a dreamy smirk, her eyes playful.

Duncan blushed, spluttering “What? That’s not what I was going to say!”

“But it’s true isn’t it?” said Maddie with a giggle. “That’s what this is really about. You’re jealous of what those guys got to see before I met you!”

Duncan tried to deny it, but he wasn’t fooling anyone. Even the conversation had him at half-mast. He would be very interested in seeing his sexy girlfriend fool around a little with another girl.

When Maddie got over her giggles, she nuzzled up against his shoulder. “Well, the solution is simple then!” She said in a smoldering voice. “I just need to give you that experience, right? Then you and those guys I don’t care about will be even!”

Duncan laughed, but Maddie just gave him a coy smile, a twist of heat dancing in her eyes. “Wait… are you serious?” He asked, stunned.

Maddie shrugged. “Well, if it hurts your feelings so bad that you never got to see me make out with a girl, then why not? It was only ever a way to turn guys on. Why wouldn’t I want to do that for my boyfriend?”

“But like… with who?” asked Duncan, trying not to sound too eager, “When?”

“Settle down, tiger,” said Maddie, giving him a playful slap to his upper arm. “I can’t just haul off and kiss the first girl I see! You’re birthday is coming, maybe then. Let’s go with the flow. I’ll be open to it and we’ll see what happens.”

That night, their sex was even more hot and passionate than it was normally, fuelled by the heat of their mildly kinky conversation. They didn’t talk about girl-on-girl make-outs in the coming weeks, and Duncan wouldn’t have been shocked if Maddie forgot about it entirely. She could be a little spacey sometimes.

Duncan certainly didn’t forget about it.

But he probably should have.

…

[What’s up, dork? Can’t wait to see you next week, it’s been forever! You want me to bring anything? Beer? Snacks?]

Duncan smiled down at his phone, sitting snuggled up with Maddie on the couch. He couldn’t wait to see Bri either. It had been a while since he had seen his high school best friend, and it would be the first time she met Maddie.

 [Hey Bri! I’m excited to see you too! We’re planning to go out the night you’ll be here, so no need to bring drinks, just yourself!]

And in that moment, with his girlfriend’s warm body pressed up against his, and memories of his former best friend warm in his heart, Duncan had an idea. A horrible, unworthy, erotic idea.

Duncan angled his phone subtly away from Maddie as he typed another message, his heart pounding in his chest.

[Weird question. Do you think Maddie is hot?]

He waited nervously for the answer. He called Bri his high school best friend, but it was a little more complicated than that. In reality, Duncan had had a hopeless, all-consuming crush on Bri for all four years of high school.

Bri Klein was a tall, slim, leggy brunette with small but perfectly shaped tits, a bouncy ass, and a sultry, plump-lipped beauty that would have made her look at home on any magazine cover from Vogue to Playboy.

She was also a lesbian.

Duncan had found out after he worked up the courage to ask Bri out. She had not only declined but refused to explain why she said ‘no’. It caused a massive rift between them until a tearful Bri finally came out to Duncan. As far as Duncan knew, he was the first person Bri told, and he had always felt a little bad for essentially forcing her hand.

Bri and Duncan had remained best friends, and Duncan even served as her fake boyfriend for senior year to draw suspicion while she fucked half of the girl's track team. But sometimes the heart is stupid, and Duncan, despite his best efforts to squash his feelings, had carried a torch for Bri all throughout high school.

Maddie was what it had taken to finally cure Duncan of his doomed crush on his sexually incompatible friend. But there was still a part of Duncan that hungered for the slim, athletic lines of Bri’s supermodel body.

The ideas had cross-pollinated in Duncan’s horny brain. Maddie kissing girls… Bri, the gorgeous, disinterested lesbian… The thought of the two of them together made Duncan’s brain short-circuit with erotic fascination.

Bri was silent for longer than Duncan was comfortable with, and when she did reply, it wasn’t exactly encouraging.

[You’re right, dude. That is a pretty weird fucking question. Why the fuck do you want to know?]

Duncan hesitated for a minute. Bri could definitely take it the wrong way if he didn’t phrase his explanation delicately. Maybe it would be better to just give up on the whole idea… But the thought of seeing his cute girlfriend kiss his high school crush drew him forward. If there was even the smallest chance that Bri would be cool with it, it was worth the risk.

He typed out a long, carefully worded message explaining what he had learned about his girlfriend, and Maddie’s flippant offer to make out with another girl for his birthday.

[So your girlfriend wants to kiss a girl. Not because she likes girls, but purely to get your dick hard. And your first thought was me.]

Shit, when she put it like that, it did sound kind of fucked up. Kicking himself for his stupid idea, he rapidly began composing an apologetic reply.

But he was interrupted before he could finish it.

[Sure. Why not? It’ll save me money on buying you a present. So what, should I just contact her to arrange the details?]

Duncan felt faint. Holy shit. His stupid little erotic wet dream was going to come true! But Bri had just accidentally put her finger on a major issue. Duncan realized that discussing this with Bri behind his girlfriend’s back was a little… rude. He couldn’t imagine that Maddie would be happy with him arranging a makeout session for her without asking her first. He really hadn’t intended for it to be that way, he had just got caught up in the moment.

But there was a loophole he could use.

[No, she said she just wants to go with the flow and kiss a girl when it feels right. So maybe you could just, I don’t know, give her some encouraging signals?]

[Roger. Don’t sweat it, dude. Believe it or not, I'm basically an expert in getting girls to kiss me at this point.]

Duncan grinned. Same old confident, cheerful Bri. He should have known she would be cool about this. They had always been willing to do anything for each other. Another text buzzed in his hand.

[But hey, why stop at kissing?]

Duncan felt a rush of blood to his crotch as he considered what exactly Bri was saying. He had to be misunderstanding her. There was no way that his best friend from high school could be suggesting… that.

[What do you mean?] He texted, his mouth suddenly feeling dry.

[Hey, if the thought of your girl making out with other women gets you horned up, just imagine how it would feel to see her get all naked and sweaty with me. I mean, if we’re doing this, let’s go all the way, right?]

“Hey now,” said Maddie with a dreamy smile, looking up at him slyly, “Someone is feeling a little frisky!” Maddie had been sitting half on his lap, and wiggled her legs a little to press them against the erection suddenly tenting her boyfriend’s pants.

“Who wouldn’t, with a hottie like you all over him,” said Duncan, returning her smile and leaning over to give her a sweet kiss. But he had a hard time focusing. His mind blazed with Bri’s obscene suggestion. Kissing was one thing, but Bri wanted to try having sex with Maddie. That was way beyond any of the flirty teasing that he and Maddie had discussed, and he was shocked that Bri had even suggested it. The thought pulsed with twisted erotic power as Duncan imagined it… The devastating beauty who had friend-zoned him, her nude body lovely and long and slim, pressed up against his cute, curvy little girlfriend. Their soft, feminine lips locked in passion as their hands eagerly explored…

It was stupid to fantasize about. Maddie wouldn’t do it in a million years, even if Bri was shockingly ok with it.

[Maddie is straight, Bri. She wouldn’t want to.] Duncan texted with a strange feeling of disappointment. Bri was probably just teasing him anyway. Life wasn’t a porn, and things like that just didn’t happen.

But Bri’s cocky response surprised him once again.

[I’m a big believer in the spaghetti rule, dude. If you want me to, I can persuade your girlfriend to get a little experimental. No problem.]

[I’m not a lesbian, Bri. What’s the spaghetti rule?] texted Duncan, wholly absorbed in his conversation, trying to control the growing lust inside him.

[Girls are like spaghetti, Dunk. They’re only straight until they get wet. Most girls are sexually curious about other women, they just say they aren’t because they’re afraid of being judged. And trust me, if Maddie had a habit of kissing girls, she’s AT LEAST curious. It doesn’t matter what she claims her reasons were.]

Duncan looked over at Maddie. Her eyes were far away, locked onto the movie that Duncan had utterly disengaged from. She was so beautiful. Maybe he should just call this whole thing off. Wasn’t a kind, supportive knockout of a girlfriend enough for him? Bri’s perverse suggestion was filthy and hot and wrong in the best possible way, but even at this point, there was a whiff of danger surrounding it. Introducing this volatile new element to their relationship felt risky.

What convinced Duncan wasn’t the idea of seeing Maddie with another woman… It was the thought of seeing Bri. This was the only possible way that Duncan would ever see the woman he had obsessed over for so long naked. The only way he would ever be involved with her sexually, even peripherally.

He wasn’t strong enough to turn his back on that.

[And I would get to watch?]

[I mean, it’s your birthday perv. It wouldn’t be much of a gift if you didn’t, right?]

“Seriously,” said Maddie with a raised eyebrow, “Are you watching porn or something? You’re, like, hard as a rock babe!”

Feeling rushed and uncertain and dazed with lust, Duncan sent one last text.

[If you think you can convince her, then go right ahead.]

Then he picked Maddie up and carried her giggling to the bedroom, his head swimming with pornographic images of girl-on-girl action as they fucked.

…

A week later, the day of Duncan’s birthday party arrived. There had been no more discussion with Bri about Maddie or his “birthday present”, and Duncan convinced himself that Bri had just been fucking with him. She had always had a fondness for pushing his buttons, so it wouldn't have been totally out of character… although in this case, it was a lot more extreme than usual.

But Duncan felt a spiral of doubt the second he answered the knock at the door and let Bri into his apartment.

She seemed… different. Part of it was her haircut. Bri had been forced to keep things lowkey throughout high school, so she had worn her hair long and traditional. Now her wavy brunette hair hung down in an artfully messy cascade over one eye, while the side of her head was shaved close to the skull. The daring cut gave her a fierce, rakish look that complimented her new wardrobe perfectly. She wore tight, painted-on jeans and a figure-hugging v-neck tee with a leather jacket over it. Her heeled boots added even further to her height and made her legs and ass, already showcased by her skin-tight jeans, really pop.

But it wasn’t just her bold, sexy new style. This new Bri seemed to ooze confidence in a way the closeted, quirky girl never had in high school. As her warm amber eyes focused on Duncan, her lips pulled up into a faint smirk. “Hey, big guy,” she said teasingly, reaching out to ruffle Duncan’s hair. “I missed you. How’s tricks?”

“Bri! I… I missed you too!” said Duncan, feeling oddly awkward and tongue-tied. He felt like he had grown a lot since college, but for some reason standing in front of Bri right now, he felt like a little kid. He was unable to stop himself from blurting out, “You look fantastic.”

Bri snorted and pushed past him into the apartment. “I know I do. Now where is that pretty little thing you managed to collar? I’ve been dying to meet her.”

Maddie in fact, stood in the living room, smiling broadly in welcome. “It’s Bri, right?” she said politely, holding out a hand to shake, “Dunk has told me so much about you that I practically feel like we’re sisters!”

Bri stopped just inside the entryway, with her hip cocked. Her eyes made a quick, but obvious scan up and down Maddie’s curvy body. Duncan could tell by the faint flush of pink and the brief look of confusion on his girlfriend's face that she had caught the brief, heated moment as well. He hoped that it didn’t make her too suspicious.

But Bri wasn’t finished with her opening move yet. She stepped forward, directly past Maddie’s outstretched hands, and pulled her into a tight hug, pressing her long, willowy body flush to Maddie’s short, curvy frame. “Sisters?” said Bri in a quiet, intense voice, “I don’t think so sweetie…”

Duncan looked into Maddie’s face… she was blushing more deeply, with her eyebrows drawn together in confusion. But she didn’t look angry. In fact, if Duncan had to assign one emotion to his girlfriend in that moment of sudden physical contact, he would say it was… curiosity.

Then Bri broke the spell, pulling away with a grin and saying “I could never be sisters with a hottie like you! Look at me, all knees and elbows! It’s great to meet you, Maddie. Anyone who can put up with Dunk as long as you have is a saint in my book, so I’m sure we’ll get along great.”

The odd moment was over, and Maddie’s blush and confused look faded rapidly. But as they headed out to the car to drive to Duncan’s birthday dinner, Bri gave him a sly, arrogant wink.

A crystal-clear message: did you like what you saw, little guy? Because this is only the beginning. 

…

Throughout the car ride there and on the way to the restaurant, Maddie and Bri chatted happily. It wasn’t anything lurid, or even really out of the ordinary. It was like any other two girls that clicked and found out that they enjoyed each other’s company.

But at times, when Duncan looked in the rear-view mirror, he saw Bri staring back and him with a secretive little grin on her face. It gave the entire situation a seedy, uncomfortable undertone that set Duncan on edge.

It was like Bri was showing him a magic trick close-up. See how I seduce a woman? Her heated eyes seemed to say. This is the part where I make your girlfriend feel comfortable with me. The whole thing made Duncan simultaneously uncomfortable and aroused.

When they got to the restaurant, things didn’t get much better. Somehow, in the confusion of greeting and accepting birthday well-wishes from his friends, he ended up seated on the other end of the long table from Maddie. But he didn’t think it was an accident. Bri was, of course, seated right at his girlfriend’s right hand.

Duncan tried his best to concentrate on his nearby friends during dinner, laughing and smiling at their conversation, but most of his attention was fixed on the two girls down at the end of the table, who seemed to be in their own little world. He had the perfect view of Maddie's face as she and Bri talked. Her eyes were lively and warm as she and Bri leaned close to talk. They seemed unusually friendly for two women who had just met for the first time this afternoon. Bri would occasionally lay her fingers on Maddie’s arm to emphasize a point, or lean forward and cup a hand to whisper something in Maddie’s ear. Not only was Maddie allowing all this, she was smiling and giggling, full of energy.

Flirtatious energy?

There was no possible way that Bri could get Maddie to sleep with her. She seemed cocky and arrogant about that goal, but she was just barking up the wrong tree. Maddie might kiss her. Maybe; but just because she had promised her boyfriend a show. If Bri tried to take things further than that, Maddie would be confused and disgusted. Right now, she was just being friendly to her boyfriend's friend. That’s all it was.

Maddie only glanced down the table once or twice, giving him a dreamy smile before turning back to Bri.

…

On the drive from the restaurant to the bar, Maddie sat in the back seat with Bri instead of the passenger seat. The two girls were whispering and giggling through the whole car ride, and when Duncan nervously tried to join in on the conversation, they would answer what he was saying, drift off into silence, and then start talking with each other again as if he wasn’t there. Once when he looked back, he thought he saw Bri’s hand on Maddie’s knee, but then he had to concentrate on driving, and when he looked back, Bri’s hands were in her own lap. He must have been imagining it.

…

“Babe, can you get me an amaretto sour?” Asked Maddie sweetly, sliding into one of the booths lining the wall of the bar. Bri slid in right beside her, scooting close until they were hip to hip. “And a beer for me, big guy,” she added with a cocky grin. “Taking care of your lady all night is thirsty work.”

Maddie giggled and slapped Bri’s shoulder. ‘Stop it!” she said mildly, as if it was just a teasing joke. Maddie’s eyes held nothing but warmth when looking at Bri, but Bri’s eyes were cool as they looked up at Duncan. Her smile looked casual on the surface but held an edge sharp enough to cut.

Duncan moved to the bar, taking his place at Fred’s elbow. “Hey, happy birthday man!” said the big, bearded man with a grin. “I’m buying this round.”

Duncan smiled over to him, breaking out of his funk a little. “Thanks, buddy,” he murmured, telling the bartender his and the girls' drink orders and gratefully letting Freddie pay for them. At least someone was focused on him tonight.

“That friend of yours from high school,” said Fred, lowering his voice conspiratorially and raising eyebrows, “She’s fucking hot dude! Did you two ever…?”

“No!” said Duncan, maybe a touch too sharply, shaking his head. “No. I mean, you’re right, she’s hot, but she’s a lesbian.”

Freddie sighed and twisted his lip a little as If he had just heard about a tragic waste. He glanced behind them for a second toward Bri…

… Then did a double take, his eyes widening. “Holy shit dude, you weren’t kidding. She’s definitely a lesbian.”

With his heart in his throat, Duncan whirled to see a sight that set his blood racing and his cock inflating with unwilling arousal.

Bri leaned forward, an arm confidently wrapped around Maddie, pulling her close. Maddie’s posture was soft and pliable, melting into Bri’s embrace in almost a swoon. Their eyes were closed as their soft feminine lips locked into a passionate kiss. And based on the movement of their lips, it wasn’t just a quick, chaste peck. It was already a deep, erotic makeout session.

“Oh my God,” said Kayla in a scandalized but amused tone further down the bar, “That little slut.”

As Duncan watched, breathless, with his cock throbbing uselessly in his pants, Maddie’s hands raised slowly, loosely draping around the neck of the beautiful woman deeply kissing her. Even if she had been taken by surprise, she wasn’t rejecting the confident lesbian’s kiss. Her hands were the proof: Maddie wanted more.

“Holy shit,” said Freddie in a stunned tone, “That is so fucking hot.”

And Duncan had to agree. The passionate expression of female sexuality between the two women he had loved the most seemed even greater than the sum of its parts, so hot that it would burn him alive.

But it wasn’t what he expected. It wasn’t what he had fantasized about when he asked Maddie and then Bri about kissing for him. Maddie told him that she used to make out with girls in bars as a sexy, teasing show for guys. But this didn’t feel like that at all.

Bri and Maddie had started making out without even seeing if he was looking, They were looking over at him with winks and giggles. He had imagined that he would feel in control. He wasn’t. Maddie and Bri were in their own little world, with him across the room, watching.

And he wasn’t the only one. Duncan realized uncomfortably that half the bar was now spectating the sloppy lesbian makeout. He was just one of a dozen horny guys watching, just as involved as any of them.

This wasn’t how he thought this would go at all. But despite that, his cock still throbbed with impotent lust.

The bartender placed the two beers and the amaretto sour down in front of Duncan and he scooped them up. He took a step toward the booth where Bri and Maddie were making out, then hesitated. He got the sudden instinct that he was trespassing where he didn’t belong. But that was stupid, right? Maddie was his girlfriend! Bri was bent over Maddie, her other hand now cradling his girlfriend’s head, running her fingers through Maddie’s blonde, silky hair. If anything, it was Bri who was overstepping her bounds!

Duncan swallowed his strange, conflicting arousal and hesitation and marched up to them, clicking the drinks down loud enough to snap the two women out of their trance.

Both of them were breathing heavily, their faces pink with passion. It couldn’t have been clearer that the kiss hadn’t been “just a show” for either of them. When the lustful daze cleared a little from Maddie’s eyes, she gave her boyfriend a naughty smile and winked. “Oh heyyy, baby,” she purred. “Looks like you got that present you wanted after all, huh?” Bri gave him a smoldering, arrogant look from over Maddie’s shoulder. Her arm was still wrapped possessively around Maddie’s waist.

This had gone too far. And Bri had specifically declared her intention to take things even further. Duncan wanted off this ride.

“Bri, could I talk to you real quick?” He said with a forced smile. Maddie frowned a little, looking between her boyfriend and Bri with a faint look of concern. “Is everything ok, babe?” She said doubtfully.

“Everything’s fine, sweetie,” said Bri confidently, rising from her seat on her long luscious leg and scooting around Maddie. “We just need to catch up on old times, friend to friend. Dunk and I haven’t had a chance to talk since I got here. Isn't that right, big guy?”

Her tone was warm, but her eyes were piercing. “Right,” said Duncan, swallowing hard.

Bri threw an arm over his shoulder and led him out the door into the cool darkness of the bar parking lot. Duncan turned to face his friend, trying to organize his thoughts. Now that they were out of Maddie’s view, he read the faint contempt and pity on Bri’s sultry features easily.

“Bri… I think that maybe things have gone a little too far,” he said, trying to sound firm and in control. “I want to call things off. Don’t go any further with Maddie.”

Bri cocked her head and pursed her lips, staring at him for a long second. Finally, she gave her answer, short and dismissive. “No. I don’t think so, Dunk.”

Duncan’s mouth fell open and stared at his former friend in puzzlement. “Ummm… I mean, I know that I asked for this, Bri, but I’m not comfortable with it anymore. It’s just… not what I thought it would be.”

Bri chuckled darkly, and her eyes flashed with an unexpected heat as she shook her head. “Because you thought you were going to be the one in control, right, tough guy?” she asked mockingly, her pillowy, perfect lips pulling up into a sneer. “You thought the girls would put on a sexy little show for the man’s benefit. For some reason, you thought two girls' mutual sexual pleasure would be about you, right?’

“What?!? I… I mean, I just thought that…” spluttered Duncan desperately, trying not to engage with Bri’s stinging accusation.

‘Too bad,” said Bri, and now her lovely brown eyes were colder than the early spring evening. “Now I have a taste of your cute little girlfriend, and, despite what you thought, when I kiss a girl, it is one hundred percent about me and her. I don’t care how many distressing boners it gives you Dunk, me and Maddie are going to fuck. If you want to sit in the corner and jerk off, knock yourself out. I’m fine either way.”

Bri turned back toward the door, and Duncan lashed out desperately. “I’ll just tell her! Tell her that I’m not ok with it. She loves me. She’ll turn you down.”

Bri looked over her shoulder at him with a mocking smile. “Then I’ll tell her all about how you put me up to it. Show her the texts. Then I’ll fuck her AND she’ll break up with you. Nah, buddy, you lost this one. Just sit back and enjoy the show you requested. Get whatever twisted pleasure out of it that you can. And hope that this doesn’t… change Maddie’s perspective on sexuality.”

‘She’s straight,” said Duncan numbly as Bri tugged open the door.

“For now,” said Bri with a wink, “Let’s ask her again after she licks my pussy.” She disappeared into the crowded bar, leaving Duncan alone, his head spinning and his erection throbbing painfully.

…

Duncan had no choice but to reassure Maddie everything was fine, and tell her that he found her makeout session very arousing. It was even true, although that left out the fact that he also found the sight anxiety-inducing.

Duncan had never been a great actor, but it turned out that his thin lie worked perfectly. After all, Maddie wasn’t really focused on him. She seemed to only have eyes for Bri, her new best friend. They sat close together for the rest of the evening, talking, laughing, and yes, occasionally kissing as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

A few times during their shameless make-outs, Maddie looked over at Duncan, clearly trying to play it up and draw him into the experience. But Bri didn’t allow those moments to go on very long. She would increase the intensity of her kiss until she had pulled Maddie’s focus back solely to her, and they would be lost again in their world of two.

They were so blatant that the other party guests drifted off, made uncomfortable by Duncan’s awkward arousal and Maddie’s shameless displays with Bri. By the end of the night, it was just the three of them driving home alone.

On the way home it was too dark for Duncan to see what was happening in the backseat, but the soft wet sounds told him that the kissing had continued. He hoped it was just kissing.

Duncan felt a creeping dread of what would happen when they got home. He tried himself that Maddie would never go all the way with Bri after only knowing her one night, especially not with her boyfriend right there.

But his cock was more honest. It stood at full mast all the way home in anticipation of the dark delights that awaited him.

…

It was cliche to say, but Bri wasn’t mad when her old friend Duncan texted her his perverted proposal, just disappointed.

Bri had learned a lot of things since coming out in college, but one of the most frustrating things was the way straight guys treated lesbians they were attracted to. The douche-bags that assumed they could somehow “convert” her were infuriating. But almost worse were the guys who fetishized it. Men who wanted to watch. As if her sexual identity was just a kinky novelty for their amusement. All of their brains hopelessly rotted by unrealistic girl-on-girl porn.

Duncan wasn’t the first “friend” who had sheepishly floated the idea of Bri kissing their girlfriend, or half-jokingly asked if they could watch next time Bri hooked up with someone. It stung a bit to hear it coming from him though. It did make sense, although that didn’t make Bri any less disappointed. Duncan had never really accepted in his heart that Bri wanted nothing to do with him sexually. She just wanted him to see her as a person rather than a sex object, but apparently that was too much to ask from the horny dumbass.

And so Bri decided to do to Duncan the same thing she had started doing to all the guys with more libido than brains who tried to voyeuristicly pry their way into her sex life.

She was going to give him exactly what he thought he wanted.

Maddie wasn’t a particular challenge. Some of the girls Bri tried this on were genuinely straight, ruining her plans and fun, but that wasn’t the case for the curvy little cutie who had shacked up with Dunk. She was practically putty in Bri’s hands from the first hug. Maddie had a burning bisexual curiosity inside her that she either had denied or was totally oblivious to, and Bri found it easy to exploit.

Whether she knew it or not, Maddie was a natural submissive just dying to eat pussy, and Bri knew just how to treat girls like that. She lured Maddie into a false sense of security, making the naive girl think that they were just innocent gal pals with a lot in common. All the while, she touched, and smiled, and flirted, working Maddie up subconsciously.

By the time Bri went in for a kiss, Maddie was practically drooling for it. And her mouth wasn’t the only part that was getting all sloppy for her new friend… a sneaky hand slipped down Maddie’s pants on the car ride home confirmed that Maddie was soaking wet between her curvy thighs, hot and ready for what came next.

When Bri whispered her indecent proposal into Maddie’s ear, the conclusion was already foregone. Maddie whispered back that Bri was “so bad”, but her eyes sparkled with excitement, and she bit her lip after she said it… then pulled Bri in for another kiss.

Duncan was ready too, although he had much more difficulty accepting his role in this drama than Maddie had. It was hilarious how long it took some guys to realize that they were getting cucked by a girl. Somehow their brains wouldn’t allow them to process it until it was too late. They held onto the fantasy for so long that it was just a sexy little show to please them, until they finally realized that they had been locked out of the act and shamefully put in the corner to watch.

Some men got angry. But that wasn’t as interesting as the men who got horny. Some guys just had something inside them that took a twisted enjoyment out of being defeated. Bri didn’t have any sexual interest in men, but she did get a perverse charge from making them cuckolds. Something about taking lesbian acts that they refused to see as “real sex” and twisting them into a humiliating power play was deeply satisfying to Bri.

She never thought her old friend would be one of those pathetic cucks she loved to torment so much, but his suggestion had felt like such a betrayal that Bri thought he deserved what was about to happen.

“Heyyy baby…” said Maddie in a sweet, persuasive tone, clinging to Bri as they entered the apartment. “Bri had an… interesting idea she ran by me in the car. We were wondering if you might like to see us do a little more than kissing?”

Duncan looked like a deer caught in the headlights. But he was trapped, and not just by the threat Bri had made about telling Maddie. Bri’s eyes looked down with a flicker of disgust at the hard-on straining the front of Duncan’s jeans, then back up to his flushed face. Just like Maddie, Duncan was in denial about his true nature. It was his secret desire for humiliation that would doom him, even more than her blackmail.

“I…” he said in a cracked voice. “I… yeah. I want to see it.” Even with the look of terrorized arousal on his face, his words were still probably true, the little perv.

Without a word, Bri pulled Maddie forward, toward the bedroom. Maddie didn’t look back at her boyfriend trailing pathetically behind. She only had eyes for Bri; wide, wondering and filled with burning curiosity.

Curiosity that Bri planned to satisfy thoroughly tonight.

Bri pushed Maddie roughly back onto the master bed, where she was sure Duncan and Maddie pursued their tired Heterosexual games night after night. She planned to spoil that for them. After she got done, Maddie wouldn’t be able to have sex ever again without fantasizing about being tongue-deep in a pussy.

Maddie gave a giggle of shock as she landed on the bed, her hair like a golden halo around her. She really was a little cutie… dreamy blue eyes, a naughty, crooked smile, and curves that Bri couldn’t wait to get her hands on. She looked up at Bri through her eyelashes with a smokey, inviting stare filled with lust.

Bri pounced, Straddling Maddie’s wide hips with her long legs and moving aggressively to pin the “straight’ blonde down to the bed with a passionate kiss. She could feel the responsive heat of Maddie’s body beneath her, shifting and subtly pressing upward into her, already yearning for closer, more intimate touch. Their tongues slid against each other delicately between their lips as Bri felt Maddie’s breath hitch, her big breasts heaving, rubbing up against Bri’s own smaller, firmer tits.

Bri slid backward a little to give herself access, popping open the button of Maddie’s jeans and slipping her hand inside, feeling the slick, needy heat of Maddie’s pussy. Duncan’s girlfriend moaned against Bri’s lips, spreading her legs further, begging wordlessly for more.

With a smirk, Bri glanced over at Duncan, who seemed to be doing an awful lot of “adjustment” of his crotch. He was hovering awkwardly above the bed as if unsure what to do.

He still didn’t understand his place. Time to educate him.

“Go get a chair,” said Bri, pulling briefly away from the kiss, but keeping her hand working between Maddie’s juicy thighs. “Sit in the corner.”

Duncan seemed to come to a dark realization, although it evidently didn’t diminish his arousal, based on still-stiff bulge in his pants. That’s right. You’ve seen the kinds of porn where guys sit in the corner, haven’t you, Dunk? You know what a cuck chair is. He hesitated, obviously unsure this was a road he wanted to travel further down.

“Do what she says, babe,” said Maddie beneath her, her hips squirming and humping up into Bri’s fingers. Her voice was half-moaning and her eyes her hazy with lust as she said, “You’re making me nervous just standing there. Sit down.”

That seemed to convince him. He turned to go get a chair with shame in his eyes while Bri and Maddie turned their full attention back to each other. Maddie lips were soft and hungry on Bri’s; her little pussy wet and hot and eager as it humped upward into Bri’s indulgent hand. Bri pulled away and gave her little protege a shark’s grin. Tempting little girls like her, the kind who thought they could treat other women like a hobby, never got old.

“So… you want to learn how to fuck a woman, sweetie?” asked Bri in a low, throaty voice, paying to suck and lick at Maddie’s tender neck, her fingers between Maddie’s spread legs rubbing and swirling without stopping.

“Y-yes,” gasped Maddie, throwing her head back to grant Bri greater access. “Please teach me, Bri.”

Bri chuckled. It was time for Maddie to learn her place as well. Because Maddie wasn’t just a good little lesbo slut in the making. She was also a submissive little bitch. And it was time to treat her like one. Bri roughly seized Maddie’s wrists in her free hand and held them above Maddie’s head, pinned to the mattress. Maddie gasped, her eyes wide with shocked arousal at the sudden dominant move. Her legs spread as wide as they could go, and her little hips now humped dramatically upward, obviously turned on by her vulnerable position beneath the dominant lesbian.

“Well if I’m going to be your teacher…” purred Bri, slowly sinking her long, slim middle finger into Bri’s tight pussy and drawing a shuddering moan from her glossy lips, “... Then I think I deserve a little respect. Call me Ms. Klein for now sweetie. You haven’t earned first name privileges.”

“H-hang on,” said Duncan uncomfortably. Bri and Maddie looked up, suddenly reminded he was there. He sat on his chair with a look of pained arousal on his face, his pants tented up like they had been all night. “Do y-you have to be so rude to her Bri? I mean…”

Bri cut him off with a glare, then turned to Maddie with an arrogant smirk lighting up her face. “What do you think, sweetie? Do you want me to play nice and put on a tame show for your man? … Or do you want me to teach you how to fuck women?”

Maddie’s eyes slid away from Duncan and met Bri’s. There was a little guilt there, but it was overwhelmed by lust.

“Please teach me Ms. Klein.”

“Good girl,” said Bri, rewarding her sub by increasing the speed of her fingers. “Now, I don’t want another word from you,” she said sharply to Duncan. “Cucks should be seen and not heard. I’ll let you jerk off to this next part if you're a good, quiet boy, got it?”

Duncan looked angry, then ashamed, then he blushed hotly and looked away. But he didn’t speak.

Bri turned back to Maddie and said, “Strip. I want to see everything.”

“Yes, Ms. Klein.” Maddie obeyed, already eager to submit to her mistress for the evening. Bri took the opportunity to look over and see how the cuck was taking this. He had finally decided to be a little more honest about his desires… Duncan’s pants were now around his ankles, and his fist was pumping rapidly up and down his cock as he watched his girlfriend get naked at the command of another woman. Bri had no interest in his dick, but the look of jealousy and defeat and lust blended in his eyes…? That did something for her.

But she had no more time to waste on a cuck like Duncan, she turned her eyes back to feast on the displayed naked body of his girlfriend. Maddie had a wickedly curvy body, big ripe tits with bubblegum-pink nipples, and flat, sexy belly that led down to a tight pussy. She was leaking down her thick thighs with submissive desire, and her nipples were stiff peaks on her soft, round breasts. Maddie didn’t look confused anymore. She knew exactly what she wanted, and it wasn’t the cock of the pathetic cuck in the corner.

“I’m ready Ms. Klein,” she said meekly, raising her wrists and crossing them above her head, spreading her legs wide to reveal her flushed, dewy pussy, and giving Bri submissive bedroom eyes. The surge of dominant lust that Bri felt made her think that she would be as sopping wet as Maddie once her clothes came off. Maybe Maddie and she had enough chemistry to make this more than a one-night stand… But she was getting ahead of herself. First, she needed to make this brand new bisexual cum her fucking brains out.

Bri curled up next to the naked slut, not kissing for now, just gently running her fingertips softly over Maddie’s naked body. The inside of her wrist… the palms of her hands… tracing gently up over her neck. Maddie looked confused for a second, and then swallowed heavily as the heat slowly began to build up in her body.

“Do you know why other women are the best lovers for women, Maddie?” asked Bri softly, as the fingers of one hand slipped down between the blonde’s heaving breasts, her other palm gliding over the curve of Maddie’s hip.

“Wh-why Ms. Klein?” asked Maddie in a trembling voice. She was wholly focused on Bri, completely ignoring her boyfriend lonely and jerking off in the corner. Just as it should be.

“Because we’re the experts,’ whispered Bri, swiftly running her tongue along the delicate shell of Maddie’s ear. “We know a woman’s body inside and out. A man could never learn what we already know instinctively.” She could feel Maddie’s heart racing beneath her fingertips as she just barely traced the edges of Maddie’s amazing tits, teasing her without relief. Her other hand moved smoothly over Maddie’s taut belly, raising goosebumps all over her skin.

Locking eyes with Maddie, Bri lowered her head, letting Maddie feel the hot puff of her breath on her naked tits. Somehow her nipples became even more stiff than before. The little slut was almost panting with lust as Bri traced ticklish circles on the orbs of her breasts, approaching, but somehow never reaching her nipples. Maddie moaned and covered her blushing face with her hands, adorably embarrassed by the depths of her submissive lust.

Bri couldn’t help herself. Maddie was so cute she deserved to be rewarded. Bri locked her plump lips around Maddie’s nipple, sucking hard and lashing it with her tongue while her hand seized Maddie’s other nipple, gently pinching and twisting. Further desperate moans poured from Maddie’s throat. “Yessss, yes Ms. Klein! It’s so good! So fucking good!” her hands grabbed compulsively at the back of Bri’s head, pulling her mistress in closer, crushing Bri into her soft tits.

Duncan grunted in the corner, in his own little world of twisted, voyeuristic pleasure.

After Bri switched and attended to the other nipple, Maddie was obviously heated up and ready for further touch… but Bri hadn’t given up on teasing her new sub. Her hand moved back and forth lazily just above Maddie’s pussy, trailing through her golden pubic hair. Bri pulled away from Maddie’s nipples, leaving them shiny with saliva and throbbing with desire. The petite, curvy blonde’s expression was helplessly adoring now, completely under Bri’s spell.

“Please,” she whined, her hips squirming, trying desperately to position herself beneath Bri’s hand. “Please, Ms. Klein. M-more.”

“You have to say it, sweetie,” said Bri tauntingly, letting her fingers drift to within a fraction of an inch above Maddie’s drooling pussy. “Tell your teacher what you want.”

“Touch me,” said Maddie in a raspy voice, squeezing her eyes shut from the embarrassment of begging, “Touch my pussy Ms. Klein. Please!”

Bri smiled and gave the little slut what she wanted, sliding her head down and into Maddie’s hot, greedy pussy. She watched in satisfaction as Maddie practically convulsed from pleasure, her body going rigid and her mouth opening in a silent moan of satisfaction. The long night’s buildup of teasing touches had done their work: Maddie was already on the edge of orgasm. But Bri wasn’t going to allow her sub to cum that easily. She wanted to have a little fun with her first.

“Does it feel good sweetie?” asked Bri sweetly, rubbing Maddie’s slick pussy with teasing slowness.

“S-so good Ms. Klein,” whimpered Maddie adorably. Her hips swirled upward in soft, liquid motions, and her hands fell down to rest over Bri’s, trying desperately to pull her closer and get the stimulation she needed to cum. But Bri’s hand still moved with a glacial, keeping Maddie right on the edge without satisfaction.

“Is it better? Better than cock?” asked Bri in a smoldering voice, staring deep into Maddie’s eyes. “Better than his cock?”

“Ms. Klein,” whimpered Maddie, looking guiltily over to where her boyfriend sat with a look of stupid arousal on his face, his fist pumping even in the face of this insulting question, ‘I… I can’t just… I mean, poor Dunk…”

“Say it,” commanded Bri, increasing the speed of her fingers the tiniest bit. “Say it, and I’ll let you cum.”

Bri knew before she even asked what choice Maddie would make.

“It’s better!” moaned Maddie. Bri began increasing the pace and pressure of her fingers as Maddie began speaking, and her words became a howl of orgasmic pleasure as she said, “It’s so much fucking better! Your hand is better than his fucking cock! Fuck me, Bri! Make me cuuuummm!”

Maddie’s curvy formed bucked and writhed beneath her hands. Bri could feel her pussy flutter and clench around her fingers as Maddie lost herself to lesbian pleasure for the first time. Bri suspected that it wouldn’t be her last.

Bri’s eye slid over to Duncan, sitting on his pitiful throne on the other side of the room. His fist still pumped rapidly up and down. Good. He had more stamina than Bri expected: he still hadn’t cum.

That would make the next part that much sweeter.

Maddie was still clinging to her, flushed and sweating. She had a needy look in her eyes, and Bri could tell what she wanted. She was happy to oblige. Bri leaned down and gave Maddie a long, tender kiss, phsically reassuring the fledgling bisexual as the aftershocks of her orgasm ripped through her that this wasn’t just a filthy, meaningless tryst. Maddie needed to know that the earth-shattering climax she just experienced was just as magical and significant as it felt, and a soft kiss would help with that. But Bri didn’t have unlimited time. She needed to move before Duncan had a chance to cum. Breaking from the kiss, Bri leaned down and whispered a command into the ear of Duncan’s panting girlfriend. Maddie nodded with a giggle.

“Yes, Ms. Klein,” she said meekly, hopping off the bed and hurrying out of the room.

Now that Maddie was out of sight, Duncan’s frantic self-pleasure slowed and stopped. He looked at his former best friend with a wild, sorrowful look in his eyes.

“Bri… What… What was that? What did you do to her?” he asked, stunned. It looked like the truth had finally dawned on the poor guy, that something bigger was happening here than just one kinky evening of experimentation.

“I woke her up, cuck,” said Bri with a predatory grin.

Maddie hurried back into the room, spinning the pair of fuzzy pink handcuffs that Bri had packed in her luggage. Duncan’s eyes lit up. He was clearly still a slave to his voyeuristic lust. Duncan thought that this signaled some kinky BDSM play between Bri and Maddie, but this time he had misunderstood. He didn’t realize who the handcuffs were for until Maddie turned on him with a twinkle in her eyes.

“Now be a good boy and put your arms behind the chair, baby,” said Maddie in a pleading voice. “Ms. Klein says we can’t move on until you’re all locked up.”

Duncan looked at her uncomprehendingly. Then his eyes flicked to Bri, and she saw an unexpected spark of defiance there. “No,” he said, suddenly stubborn. “No, that’s too much. I… I’m not going to willingly lock myself up so you two can fuck. That’s against the entire p-point of this, isn’t it? If I can’t… have fun?”

Maddie looked back at Bri helplessly, unsure of what to do. She clearly wanted to continue having sex, but now her boyfriend was being uncooperative.

Bri was actually mildly impressed. Duncan had realized the exact reason why she wanted him handcuffed. The whole point of this evening was to take Duncan’s perverse desire to intrude on lesbian sex and turn it against him. Denying him even self-pleasure would be the ultimate victory. But Bri wasn’t concerned over Duncan’s defiance. He would be undone by the same weaknesses that got him into this mess.

Foolish optimism and dumb male horniness.

“Pull that chair closer, tough guy,” said Bri with a sigh, “I want you close for this next part.” Duncan glared at her suspiciously, but his cock still stood straight up from his crotch. He was fighting, but this fish had been hooked deep. He couldn’t resist the temptation to pull his chair closer. When he sat again, he was face to face with his former best friend as she sat on the bed.

Bri suddenly leaned forward, her lips just inches from Duncan’s ear as she whispered, “If you give in and submit, I’ll give you something you’ve wanted for a long time…”

“... I’ll make you cum,” she hissed.

She pulled back with a confident smirk on her face, watching Duncan struggle and fail to resist her offer. It was a foregone conclusion. And proof that Duncan had never really moved beyond seeing her as a sex object despite her lack of interest. Finally, with his face red, Duncan wordlessly held his hands behind the back of his chair, and Maddie moved forward to click the handcuffs shut.

Now the game could really begin. With Duncan’s pervy hands safely locked away, Bri began to strip. Slowly. Putting on a show for both Maddie and her poor defeated boyfriend. Bri was well aware that she had a body that men and women alike lusted after. Long shapely legs with a cute thigh gap… high, firm breasts just the right size to be a handful. The graceful swell of her hips and ass was like poetry, and all of it was toned and tightened by years of dedicated exercise. She welcomed female lust, but the body was a blessing and a curse; she had to be sharp with men to curb their baser instincts.

She could see that primal drive burning in Duncan’s eyes as he watched her glorious nude body slowly appear. She could see, with a twist of annoyance, that her old friend had been waiting for this for a very long time. Well, sadly, he wasn’t going to be able to remember the sight fondly.

“Sorry, Dunk,” said Bri with a quirked eyebrow, “But I never let guys jerk off to my body… hope you understand.” Her eyes flicked over to Maddie, who stood with the same practically drooling look as her boyfriend. Maddie, however… she would get to enjoy Bri’s nudity intimately.

“Come here, sweetie,” said Bri regally, crooking a finger. “Lay down on the bed right here. It’s time for the main event.”

Maddie, nervous, but starry-eyed with excitement, was quick to obey, lying on the bed with her head closer to where Duncan was sitting at the edge of the bed. For just a moment, she seemed to remember that this was originally supposed to be for her boyfriend’s benefit. She tilted her head until in was upside down and gave him a wavering smile. “Hey baby,” she said softly, “I hope that you are having…”

“Enough of that,” said Bri with a chuckle, planting one knee on each side of Maddie’s head and looming above her. “You need to focus on what really matter, sweetie. My pussy.” And the eager little sub did, looking with a blend of intimidation and deep hunger upward to the tight, wet cunt looming above her between Bri’s shapely thighs.

“Have you ever eaten pussy before, Maddie?” asked Bri in a gentle voice, watching Maddie lick her lips with amusement.

“N-no Ms. Klein,” she breathed, but the way she was squirming and fidgeting between Bri’s straddling legs told Bri that the little sub was eager for her first lesson.

“It’s easy,” purred Bri, slowly lowering herself down toward Maddie’s waiting face. “You know what feels good when you touch yourself. Just touch me the same way, with your lips and tongue.”

“Yes Ms, Klein,” whimpered Maddie, as Bri’s dripping pussy descended. Bri looked up to Duncan, his cock twitching uselessly, untouched and unwanted in the charged air of the bedroom. “This is what you wanted, right?” asked Bri mockingly, “To see your girlfriend kiss a girl? Well watch, big guy. You have a front row seat to a hotter kiss than any other guy has seen her give. Enjoy!”

And with that, her hot wet pussy made contact with Maddie’s virgin mouth, pressing firmly up against the curvy blonde’s lips. Bri groaned in satisfaction as Maddie’s tongue slipped tentatively between her lips, exploring a tasting a whole new world of submissive pleasure.

Bri’s hips began to move in smooth, gentle thrusts; just enough to make Maddie feel her control and dominance. She was the one in charge here, and Maddie was the one serving. But based on the whimpers of excitement and the fact that Maddie’s wicked little hands had plunged between her thighs to rub with pleasantly wet noises, the little bisexual slut understood her role perfectly. She seemed eager to serve, with her tongue and lips growing more and more passionate as they made out with the tight pussy grinding against her face.

Bri leaned forward, getting into Duncan’s personal space as Maddie continued to eat her out. She was already getting close. It didn’t take much; the long evening of teasing and buildup had been just as erotic for her as it had been for Maddie.

“What do you think, big guy?” asked Bri wickedly, drinking in the powerless arousal in Duncan’s eyes and the sight of his pathetically twitching cock. “Was it everything you wanted?’

“Bri, I never meant to…” said Duncan miserably, “I just… i just thought it sounded like fun!”

“It IS fun!” insisted Bri. her hips began to grind harder against Maddie’s obedient face, prompting a moan of submissive delight from the trapped woman that vibrated deliciously against her pussy. “In fact… I think Maddie might want more of this kind of fun.”

‘What do you mean?’ asked Duncan nervously.

“Well a girl discovering she’s not completely straight can open all sorts of doors, big guy,” said Bri in a voice that was taking on a moaning edge. “Just look at her! Do you think she can just go back to vanilla after trying something like this?” Duncan looked at Maddie, and Bri knew that he could see exactly what she saw. Maddie was moaning like a slut, slobbering and slurping at the dominant cunt grinding down into her face. Her own hands were busy between her thighs further down the bed, flexing rapidly to augment her submissive pleasure.

Duncan was breathing heavily, and Bri noticed with disgust that his balls had tightened up to the base of his cock. Even without stimulation, the sight of his woman lost in lesbian pleasure was enough to bring him right to the edge. In fact, if Bri judged correctly, all three of the participants in this twisted little show were ready to cum.

“I promised you, didn’t I?” said Bri in a breathy gasp, her pussy grinding and smearing faster and faster against Maddie’s eager mouth, “I promised I would make you cum…”

She leaned forward, down toward Duncan’s lap. She watched his cock twitch in anticipation and his eyes widen with delirious arousal.

Sorry big guy. I wouldn’t touch your cock in a million years. You always were stupidly optimistic. 

Feeling herself topple over the edge of climax, Bri pursed her lips…

And blew a gentle stream of air onto Duncan’s poor, neglected dick. He was so close to the edge, that was all it took. With an unmanly groan of despair, Duncan’s body stiffened and his cock bounced, shooting rope after rope of hot, sticky cuckold jizz splashing all over himself without the satisfaction of human touch.

But by then Bri had already pulled away, wholly focusing on Maddie once again, locking eyes with the cutey between her legs and running her fingers through her silky blonde hair as they orgasmed together. She felt an electric connection between them, mouth to pussy, eye to eye, heart to heart. As her hips and Maddie’s writhing tongue slowed and stopped, it felt like there was something between them. Something that could only be expressed with a kiss.

Climbing off of Maddie’s face, Bri cupped her reddened, slimy cheek gently and pulled her into a tender kiss. Even after the intense, filthy heat of riding her face, it somehow felt pure and innocent and special. Just the two of them in their own private world, exploring the bond that their night of experimentation had created.

Maddie and Bri stared deep into each other’s eyes as they pulled back from the kiss. They could both see in each other that the heat of lust hadn’t been extinguished by their mutual orgasm. In fact, it felt like their lust had only grown.

Maddie’s eyes flicked over to her boyfriend, and her brows creased. Bri looked over as well. Dunk was truly a pathetic sight. Locked to a chair by fuzzy pink handcuffs, covered in his disgusting loser-juice, with his cock now loosing steam rapidly. He looked defeated, appropriately.

Maddie looked only the tiniest bit guilty as she asked, “Do we… Do we have to let him watch?”

Bri couldn’t hold back a joyful laugh as she took Maddie’s hand and pulled her out of the master bedroom, leaving a stunned and stuttering Duncan alone to a long night covered in cooling jizz.

“No babe, we don’t,” she said with a cruel smile.

“Some things just weren’t meant for the male gaze.”

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