I was in a loving relationship with Jessica, but I'd been married to her brother, Kevin for a while. It had been a marriage of convenience really. He understood that I was committed to Jessica. Kevin and I went way back from high school and I'd always trusted him as much as I did Jessica. I loved him but only as a best friend, not romantically. We did, however, mutually benefit from our marital arrangements. My parents took good care of us with some of their wealth. They'd also stopped hassling me about my love for his sister, Jessica, which they thought was just a phase.

 

As close as Kevin and I were, his sister Jessica was my real Dominant. That whole arrangement came about when she had just dumped yet another girlfriend. So, she finally asked me out. I had always thought she was hot, so now that my marital status and comfort had been taken care, I said why not. Despite the fact that I hadn't been out with other women before, Jessica had, so she of course led the way. I thought the most I'd get out of this would be some hot, naughty sex with a gorgeous, sexy woman. But I was hooked! You have no idea how beautiful she was. She is blonde with long, luscious locks of hair. Large, firm, inviting breasts. I would die to have her cleavage. It casts a spell, you can't take your eyes off them. She has the dreamiest, most alluring bedroom blue eyes I had ever seen. She's fit in all the right places and has just the right amount of soft, round curves in the others. She oozes sexuality. It was like the world was set on fire when we started dating. I had assumed it would be just a temporary fling, because Jessica is insatiable. I had known about her in high school, being Kevin's sister and all. But I didn't realize how wonderful she truly was.

 

After six months of dating she moved in us. It was then, when I realized how much she was longing for some strange pussy again. I was sure that she was going to break up with me. I was desperate, yet in the end, incredibly fortunate. She suggested that I join in on the action. She'd set up opportunities for me to get fucked by her and her latest fling. She was a natural Dominant, a real take charge type of gal. She discovered my natural submissiveness and I discovered her love of control in sex.

 

The more she had me do, the more we both learned the depths of our mutual desires. I was made to do the naughtiest of things and the more humiliating the experiences, the more explosive the orgasms were. It was a quick and intense discovery. Since then, she has had me fucked and eaten out by many lucky bitches, most of which would normally not have stood a chance with her or me. I would literally do anything or anyone she asked. However, what had always driven both of us was the way I was used. She could make me fuck any woman who wanted me, but it was more than that. She liked holding that possibility over me, the teasing nature of the humiliation. But we both wanted more. I needed to feel the humiliating burn from doing the unthinkable. She loved embarrassing me. She loved forcing and using me at her whim. The degradation she had put me through, but all the while I knew I was always safe because of her involvement in it. I had loved the imagination she had invoked in the ways she had me used. I really was such a horny little slut. I'm sure it hadn't been easy for her to come up with new and imaginative ways of exploring my fantasies and having them fulfilled.