"Slaves?? I stuttered, trying not to appear too startled. The comment had jarred me all the way to my toes and back, ending with a shattering impact o... my love nest. Some of my best masturbation orgasms used to come while dreaming my husband had me tied up and raping me. Even better one when I pretended to be his slave and he would make me do all kinks of things. However, I have always been afraid to explain my inner desires to him.The next words quickly brought me out of my day dreams. "Yes,. I told myself I was going to change and, dammit, I'm going to!" Then a little grin, "So I'll go change now..."When she came out of the bathroom I got an immediate erection—she was wearing a white blouse, unbuttoned and tied just under her breasts and a pair of tight white shorts that JUST covered her fanny—well, sorta covered it—and molded perfectly to her curves."Oh. My. God..." Was all I could get out.Beth grinned, blushed, and pointed to the tent in my shorts, "Looks like you like it!" Oh,. My bra was visible from the shirt and my skirt just covered half of my thighs. We sat side by side and he started teaching me.Me and Rajiv often talk frankly and sometimes when we girls used to have some naughty smiles he used to tease us by telling us lesbians, which we were not. While teaching, he saw my thigh. It was shining, as I used to remove hair from it regularly and massage it with oil. He saw it, “Hey you have shining thighs and looks silky” telling this he touched it and moved his. .. “Ohhh Harder Please!”...I was at it like a rabbit her tits bobbing wildly as I slipped a finger towards her arsehole, she jumped slightly in shock then moaned spat on her finger and provided enough lubrication to slide the finger in, it was a virgin arsehole I could tell by her reaction to what I was doing, she loved it though begging for deeper penetration, this is what i'd been wanting from my girlfriend for months! She was now pushing back on me her cunt tightend around my cock the moans.