I felt his length begin to push at the opening of my pussy. Both his hands were on my hips, controlling the speed at which he moved into me. I felt st...etched around his length. It was the first time I had been with anyone since the rape, and I needed it. I felt my body reacting, trying to have his cock deeper inside of me. He reacted to my actions, dropping me down, letting my body take in all of his length. He held me still for a second. ‘Are you ok? Did I hurt you?’ He spoke again softly. Neither showed much sign of interest in sexual activity with another woman, except when Steve was playing the Dom with them, but they'd grown very close, and seemed to be quite comfortable with everything up to heavy cuddle, but short of actual petting. Steve looked forward to watching their relationship develop.Steve lay quietly, enjoying the feeling of his wives pressing against him, and warmth of their breath on his neck. The looks of love and near-worship from the four women kneeling at the. When he was divorced 5 years ago, he was a junior executive in the Development Division. With nothing to hold him back, he had given the job his full attention and rose to his present position in less than two years. Now, he had over 300 residential properties under his management. When a property was sold, it was his divisions responsibility to make sure the owner got whatever they desired. A significant portion of that work fell on him and his secretary, and sometimes lover, Yvonne. Yvonne. In truth, like many subs, a part of Sarah was missing. She had no knowledge of who she really was. Her entire life had been defined by pleasing others. Her core identity surfaced from time to time. The flirtations with girls in high school. At Wellesley her affairs with women didn't disturb who she thought she was. "Gay to graduation," some said, and Sarah agreed. For all of Sarah's intelligence, the idea that her sexuality and its denial in many ways defined her never occurred to her. She.