1
It was a big change for me moving to the United States. It was strange for me hearing English spoken everywhere I went. I liked it, made me feel less alienated. I grew up in South-East Asia but I wasn’t really Asian. Then again, I wasn’t really American either. Nothing bothered me though, so long as Julie and I could be together. She had opened my mind to sexuality and I started doing things she liked. Although it was quite shocking the first time she pegged me. I had gripped the bed frame and nearly ripped it off. It was kind of hot though, as I thought about her dominance and how it would play out during sexfights. I couldn’t imaging any normal woman being able to stand up to her.
I’m not sure if I mentioned this before but she worked as an exotic dancer. It did my ego sometimes when she would come home and make more in a day then I did in a week. She didn’t care about material things though, she just wanted enough to live without worries. I was curious though, I wanted to see her at work. I wanted to see her dancing for me at least once. And so as the sun was setting I drove her to work and got myself a cold one. Julie joined her coworkers, walking around the bar and giving lap dances. I got in on it as well. Even made me excited as it felt I was chasing her for attention. Then it was her turn on stage, she wrapped her leg around the pole and slowly removed her clothes.
“Need company while she’s away?” a young brunette approached me.
She wasn’t sexy in the conventional sense. Her body wasn’t slender or thin, but it couldn’t be called fat or chubby either. Her belly was loose and yet her love handles looked firm. It seemed like she didn’t have much in the breast department either. She had a relatively innocent look and yet her eyes screamed power and lust. She caught me attention, but I had my devotion.
“Oh, uhm. That’s alright, she’s my girlfriend.”
“That’s even better, maybe we could have some actual fun.”
“Really, I’m fine.”
“Listen” the young woman grabbed my neck “I know you like dominant women.”
“I...” she cut me off.
“I’m dancing for you now.”
Her ass was perfectly round as she rubbed it over my crotch. I could feel my self getting thirsty and I know she knew what she was doing. The woman spun around and dropped to her knees, her hands running up my inner thigh. I watched her nervously as leaned in pushing her body against me. I glanced over at the stage and saw Julie was still preoccupied with her performance. The dancer grabbed my jaw, forced me to look at her. “Eyes on me” she whispered. She began grinding my thigh and I found myself wondering how good she might be. It could have been that she saw it in my eyes as she finished her dance. She backed off and giggled “Wouldn’t you like to know” before slowly walking away. I turn my attention to my partner Julie. She was collecting cash of the stage, a quick glance from her and a smirk told me she had noticed the brunette with me.
I sat alone for a few minuets waiting for Julie to change and join me. The brunette was going around the club giving lap dances to her clients. I tried not to look but I kept catching myself. Each time I’d quickly look away until my eyes slowly drifted back to her. Another glance, eye contact. I quickly looked away towards the changing room, and the Julie smiled as she walked out the door towards me. A shot of tequila already waiting for her on the table. She sat, downed the shot, then turned to me.
“What was that?” clearly referring to the brunette’s dance.
“Honestly, I don’t know. She just came over and went for it.”
“Did she now? She didn’t ask for anything?”
“No, she just did her routine then left.”
“I’m sure Allie’s just curious. I told her all about you.”
“And that’s a relief.”
“Relief?” Julie probed “Did she say anything?”
“Not really, she just wanted me to keep my eyes on her.”
“She did that huh? All while I was on stage.”
“That’s right.” I answered recalling what Allie actually said.
“Really?” Julie giggled predicting what I was thinking “She isn’t ready for me.”
“No!” I defended “I didn’t mean anything by that.”
“By what?”
“Nothing!”
“It’s OK” Julie giggled “Were just animals, it’s alright if you think she’s hot”
“Well... if that’s the case then...” I shyly grinned at Julie.
“Not a chance.” Julie leaned in confident “She isn’t ready.”
I just stared at Julie, my mind going wild picturing her on top of the defeated brunette. It was so clear to me, Julie was in better shape, more experienced at thirty-two. Allie must have been in her early twenties but she looked older than she should. So yes, it was clear to me who would win and I still wanted to see it happen. The thought of Julie just humbling Allie, it was so hot.
“Oh my God!” Julie exasperated “You really want to be sure don’t you!”
“Hey!” I was defensive again “I mean, can you blame me?”
“I never took you for someone looking for a younger model.”
“I’m not, and I’m going to stop thinking about it. Starting now.”
There a moment of silence then Julie spoke “Is she hotter than me?”
“No.” I said with quick conviction.
Julie sat silently upset. I didn’t want to press the topic or accidentally make things worse. She walked over to the bar tender ordered another shot and downed it quickly. She came face red faced, maybe alcohol or maybe anger. Sitting back next to me her eyes seemed focused on the brunette who seemed to be talking to the bartender. Then the brunette turned around and looked directly at us grinning. She walked slowly over to our table. Julie handed her twenty dollars and whispered something in her ear. Allie gave off a light chuckle as she grabbed Julie’s ass and aggressively pulled her in. The shock on Julie’s face was clear as they began to dance. They teased each other, subtly grazing each others crotches. Then they pulled each-other in, Julie’s breasts deforming as they collided with Allie’s chest. They sway as if slow dancing their hands slowly worked their way back down to the other’s pussies. The bartender and a few people started looking over as the two women started to fake moan. Julie started to quiet down and Allie gave out a sly grin. It soft half hiss Julie moaned for real. Allie raised an eyebrow then pushed Julie back into her seat. Julie fell back, her face turned to frustration as Allie stood in front of her.
“That’s just a taste, your little cxnt will be looking for it after the real thing.” Allie’s words stung Julie.
2
Julie tossed her phone carelessly counter top in her two bedroom apartment. Bland white walls and cheap furniture gave the impression that she was poor. That was far from the truth of course, she was saving all her money to buy a house. It was extravagantly clean, as I didn’t have much to do back when I was looking for a job. The polished wooden floors reminded me of bamboo, just with more grains. Two unused small TVs were left by the door to the bedroom. If I was being honest, I was excited to move out.
My frustrated girlfriend rested her hands on the kitchen counter. I had it in mind that I should prepare some comfort food for her but Allie was downstairs. I didn’t know how long it would take for her to park and come up. It was a shock to me that Allie had won during the preview back at the club and decisively too. It made me worry that Julie may not be able to come out on top this time. Walking over towards her I leaned in to hug her. So her hands wrapped around mine as she pressed her butt against me. It wasn’t nearly as perfect as Allie’s but it great all the same. Julie was still hotter, I knew it in my head. She must have more endurance and strength than Allie for sure. Still the image of Allie pushing Julie down stuck in my head. I truly wasn’t sure what would happen. Who would win.
A quick knock on the door and Julie pushed me away. She walked over to the door letting Allie, dressed in a raincoat, come in. Allie stood in the middle of the living room stared at both of us and threw off her rain jacket. Naked, she allowed us to take in everything about her. Julie walked over, stripping down with every step she took until she was fully undressed. Standing face to face, I still though Julie looked much hotter and much more dangerous. ‘your little cxnt will be looking for it’ Allie’s word rung in my head.
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Julie | Allie |
“The bedroom” Allie announced “Just you and me Julie, he can come in when it’s over.”
“Fine” Julie gave me an apologetic look as they moved to the bedroom leaving me alone.
Maybe I couldn’t see what was happening but our walls were thin so I would be able to hear it. The door closed and the was silence. I took a seat on the couch with the bedroom on the other side of the wall. Click, they locked the door. They were talking about something, I couldn’t make everything out. Just a few things, “That’s how you want it, huh?” and “Get me wet first” both spoken by Julie. Thud! Clearly someone had push the other against the wall. There were soft teases and gentle moans as they warmed up. It was early on but it was clear that one was more aggressive than the other. Thud! I imagined someone flipped it around. “I’m stronger” Julie’s voice came through the wall. “No, you’re weak.” Allie answered. Then the moaning resumed followed by a few more softer thuds on the wall. “Ready when you are” Julie announced and Allie responded with a simple “Ready”. Then foot steps, they were heading to the bed.
The steps turned to irregular stomps from what must have been a struggle. The bed-springs squeaked, someone had been thrown on it. They both gently moaned almost in unison as the bed-springs began to enter a slow rhythmic beat. A voice, Julie’s “This will be easy” followed by Allie “Shut up and fuck”. The confidence in Julie’s voice made me feel she had the upper hand. The moans got louder and the rhythm picked up, faster and faster. They were really going at it. A sudden scream, orgasmic. The springs squeaked once and loud, someone had collapsed back. Slap! Then choking sounds. Then the springs entered a rhythm again, this one just as fast but with more power. Someone started to whimper and moan louder. “Aghuhh!” one of them moaned and the thrusting slowed. Then Allie’s voice “Two already?” then weakly Julie “shut up”.
The springs squeaked again and they were back at it. The rhythm had less rhyme now, somehow I knew they were both driving. Someone fell back, the springs again, followed by fast and aggressive rhythms. “FUCKING GIVE IT TO ME!” Allie screamed, Julie answered “You can’t even take this”. The rhythm continued and their cries got louder. Another sudden scream, another collapse into the bed. I could hear the mattress shivering, I could hear the orgasm through the bed frame. Damn, that was an intense one. But I didn’t know who it was until Julie spoke “You couldn’t handle it”. There was momentary pause, I think Julie was kissing Allie. Now the rhythm began again, slow this time, working their way back up. Minuet by minuet the rhythm picked up and the moans got louder. “You’ve never fucked like this before!” I heard Allie and then Julie “Neither have you!”. The rhythm just kept getting faster and harder. THUD! This time wood, someone had fallen off the bed. “Ah, fuck.” I heard Allie complain. Then I heard footsteps retreating to the door. Weakly Julie spoke “I’ve got you now”. Another pair of footsteps followed the retreat. Someone grabbed the door knob and I got up to see who would come out. It clicked, unlocked. Then loud screams, the knob started shaking as it turned. Then the door flew open. Julie stood there facing away from me, her knees bent as she fell backwards on the floor. Allie stood, double dildo in hand, smiling down at her before pushing her on her side.
See results. “I didn’t cum, on that last one!” Allie complained but Julie just laid groaning.
“Julie...” I stood stunned.
“TWO ORGASMS!” Allie complained “That’s all she could GIVE! I’M GOING TO TAKE THE REST.”
This brought Julie back to life as she tried to crawl away. Allie planted her foot on Julie’s back, pressing her onto the floor. Julie was too weak to resist as Allie flipped her on her back. She pushed one end of the dildo into Julie and took the other side. There was no question as Allie thrusted, Julie had no grip on the dick. She was too wet or Allie was too strong. Julie screamed, her body erupting into a series of orgasms. Allie didn’t slow down though. As Julie cried out, Allie took everything she could. Julie’s moans quieted slowly, until she was just silently staring at the ceiling. Her body occasionally spasming, and Allie continued. Allie continued until she started to shake. Her body involuntarily going through contractions, not as severe as Julie, but Allie had her orgasm and now she stopped. Stood up and walked over to me. “More” she said pushing me back into a chair. I looked behind her at Julie’s still quaking body and I wondered if I could handle Allie. Short answer, no.
