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Be Careful What You Wish For
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Be Careful What You Wish For - Part I

My girlfriend Lisa and I have been together for quite some time now and we are
very much in love. We have shared our fantasies and enjoy the related "sex talk"
during our passionate lovemaking. Lisa is extremely sexy and constantly turns me
on. She is a very "giving" lover and seems willing to do anything to please me
in the bedroom (or anywhere else for that matter). We love to occasional dabble
in BSMD - and when we do, she lets me "use" her any way I see fit. I enjoy the
rush of power her compliance provides and I believe the submission excites her
as well.

One of Lisa's most prominent and alluring fantasies is to see me with another
woman. Although my favorite scenario is actually the reverse, I am also
incredibly stimulated by this prospect. About three weeks ago - I made the
decision to explore the possibility. Finding another woman would be difficult
for me without taking an inordinate amount of time and energy. So, I decided to
"make" Lisa do it. Part of the thrill would be forcing her to do the "legwork" -
this would make her uncomfortable, pleasing me even more. Lisa was not only
going to feel the jealousy and hurt of seeing me ravage another woman in front
of her - she was going to be our servant as well. Knowing she would enjoy this,
I planned on degrading her to a point she would never forget!

When I gave Lisa her instructions, she looked shocked, but exhilarated. She was
to create a profile in Lavalife to advertise our desire for a "third". I also
told her to think of any friends she may have that would be open to this sort of
thing. Her simple mission was to 'find me an attractive woman to fuck within
three weeks.' If she did not comply - I would refuse to ever enact this fantasy
in the future; and she would also be severely punished. I told her I loved her,
and asked if this is what she really wanted - she breathlessly whispered 'yes.'
'Yes WHAT?' I shouted - 'yes Master' was her reply.

Once the first week passed, I asked Lisa about her progress - 'Have you found a
slut for me yet?' - I teased. She informed me that none of her friends were
appropriate but that Lavalife had produced a few interesting possibilities. I
was quite impressed by Lisa's diligence and really shocked when she told me she
had arranged to meet one of the girls the following week. Lisa asked when I
would be available and I could tell by the slight, quivering tone of her voice
that her arousal was mounting. As well, I could feel the familiar swell and
subtle discomfort between my leg and trousers.

We made a date to meet "Tonia" the following Tuesday afternoon. At my request,
Lisa forwarded a picture of her, as well as her profile. She was twenty-four and
looked very hot. With flowing dark hair; a fit looking body; and large breasts
that defied gravity, I couldn't hide my enthusiasm when Lisa asked my opinion.
If this girl looked as good in the flesh - I was going to really enjoy her.
Feeling a little mean spirited and eager to see how she would react, I told Lisa
'I can't wait to fuck and suck Tonia's sweet cunt - she is so sexy and much
prettier than you are'. This was very difficult for me to say because I of
course, did not mean it - but I could tell by Lisa's reaction that it "touched a
nerve" - and that nerve was directly attached to her sopping wet pussy.

Unable to think about anything else until Tuesday - the moment of truth finally
arrived. We set up the meeting at "The Tea House," a favorite spot of ours.
Arriving half an hour early, Lisa and I were "alive" with nervous energy. We
talked about Tonia and I asked her to recount in detail the conversations she
had shared with her. It sounded to me as if we had found the perfect playmate.
Although it was difficult to avert our eyes from the door, I held Lisa's
attention briefly and whispering in her ear. 'If Tonia works out - are you sure
you really want me to do this?' - 'If we all click, my plan is to do it today.'
- 'are you absolutely sure Lisa?' With that, a dreamy, distant look crossed your
face - I had my answer.

Ten minutes prior to our scheduled meeting time, a confident looking young woman
strode into the Tea House - it could only be Tonia. She was wearing a low-cut
peach colored top that revealed the ampleness of her spectacular breasts. Her
black skirt was short and framed a voluptuous ass I couldn't wait to get my
hands on. Below the skirt, was a pair of shapely, nylon-clad legs that filled
sexy black pumps. She was definitely dressed for the meeting we were about to
have. Lisa and I both rose as she approached the table. The three of us laughed
nervously as we made the introductions and shook hands. I invited Tonia to sit
on the couch next to me and she accepted with seeming comfort. I could tell she
was as anxious as Lisa and I, but she maintained her poise as we casually
chatted about the weather and other diversionary topics. I slowly moved closer
to Tonia, gauging Lisa's gaze the entire time. My leg was now pressed tightly to
her firm thigh and I could feel the smoldering heat penetrate me. Lisa just
grinned as I straddled alongside Tonia as closely as I could get. The waiter who
usually served us walked over and gave his typical wan smile while summing up
the situation. We ordered a bottle of wine and continued our discussion in a
more focused direction, beginning now to discuss how Lisa and I met, Tonia's
background, our interests and so on.

While drinking our wine I began feeling very comfortable with Tonia and I sensed
she felt the same. There seemed to be an increase in the number of awkward
pauses in the conversation, as it seemed we were all waiting for something to
happen. I decided to take charge - turned to fully face Tonia and moved my head
steadily towards hers. When I saw the slight part of her lips, I knew my
instincts were right. A mix of excitement and apprehension washed over me as our
mouths touched. I couldn't stop thinking about Lisa and how she was feeling, and
yet, could not halt my advances toward Tonia either. Our kiss was deep and
intense, my hands fondling every part of her right there for all to see -
including the love of my life. Finally pulling away, my first thought was
'Lisa'. I looked at her face - it registered a slight hint of pain that was
seemed far overshadowed by pleasure. I then noticed her hand, which was busy -
unconsciously I believe - fingering herself under her skirt. All of us fully
understood what would happen next, I proceeded to pay the bill and then motioned
my love, and my "lover-to-be" towards the door.