Dear Master by Katie Greene Read Free Book Online Page A

another chance to prove myself to be the horny little slut I’m so desperate to be for you. I do so hope you will enjoy what I’m about to tell you, Master. And as always I promise I will try my hardest to include every single last little detail and to leave nothing whatsoever out of my account. I want nothing more than to get your big sexy cock hard with what I’m about to tell you, Master. Okay, here goes …
    Well, for this week’s assignment, I knew it would be a little harder to find two guys who would be willing to fuck me at the same time. It seemed to risky just to go out to some bar and hope for the best. I thought about asking Steve, that asshole at my work, if he had any horny buddies, but I just couldn’t quite face talking to him. So in the end I decided to use the exact same tool that originally led me to you in the first place: the internet.
    Did you see the advert I posted perhaps, Master? Because I posted it on the very same classifieds website that I first saw your advert on, the advert that has changed everything.
    Well, anyway, I simply put down my age and that I was a horny slut looking for two boys to fuck me at the same time. And then I waited. Well, pretty soon the emails came flooding in, and there were a couple of interesting sounding choices amongst all the crap and the time wasters, but as soon as I saw James’s email I knew I was onto a winner.
    ’Brothers’ the subject line read.
    And his email went on to tell me that he and his twin brother, Adam, had had lots of experience fucking girls together, that it was their absolute favorite thing to do, and that they could 100% guarantee me a good time.
    He asked for a recent photo of me, Master, and attached one of his cock, too. And when I saw it - that long, thick, glistening tool  - I just knew that I was making the right choice.
    I took a whole set of photos of myself using my laptop, posing in all sorts of ways, even using my new toys a little, and I sent them off to James and got a quick, eager reply. He said I had a smoking hot body and that he and Adam were both free to come over to my place (or I could come to theirs) on this coming Friday night.
    So I arranged to go to theirs. They lived in a large apartment building on the upper East side, a nice neighborhood, and I remember feeling both nervous and excited as I rang the doorbell and James answered, smiling warmly and inviting me in as if we were all about to do something wholesome together like have dinner or watch a movie.
    He just looked like any regular guy in his twenties - clean shaven, with broad shoulders and nice big white teeth and a muscular physique, visible beneath his baggy sweatpants and tight-fitting vest top. He led me through to the living room and his brother, Adam, stood up to greet me. They both looked pretty similar. Clean-cut, nice boys. It was hard to believe that they had done the things they said about in their emails, Master.
    “Take a seat,” Adam said to me, smiling, and I sat nervously on the couch, my heart hammering now.
    Pretty soon they’d both come over to join me on the couch and sat down either side of me.
    There was an awkward, nervous tension in the room. 
    It was obvious that we were all thinking about what was about to happen next. The lights were turned down low, and there was soft sexy music playing on the stereo, and I felt Adam slowly shift a little towards me on the couch. I took a deep breath, thinking here goes nothing , then turned to him and kissed him, my tongue eagerly exploring his mouth, my hands moving into his thick, dark blonde hair.
    And as we kissed, I felt James’s hot fingers gently brush against my knee too, then trace their way up my thigh.
    I knew exactly what he was insinuating, Master, and in response I parted my thighs, feeling his hand move eagerly to the warm yearning place between my legs.
    Still kissing Adam hard, I felt James touch my clit softly through my silky panties, and I moaned and pushed myself hard