Confirmation

Joan looked at her boyfriend, kneeling there naked on her own bed pinning her friend Alison's hands behind her back. Admittedly, he weighed less than Alison, but still it was hot to see him so in control, so calm but so authoritative. He'd just called her "his", and it had sent a jolt of pure lust through her from head to foot. Connor's cock was hard again and she could see it resting, all red and shiny, against Alison's denim clad thigh. Her gaze snapped away as she felt a flush of inner heat. This was a big question, not something to agree to out of sheer horniness. Her focus had shifted up, to Alison's nipples, and she took a moment to appreciate how hard they'd become.

She'd turned down Alison's advances before. Joan wasn't homophobic, but she hadn't felt any real attraction, and she hadn't wanted to cheat on Connor. Especially not just to help Alison figure out whether there was anything to her bi-curiosity. Now, though... there was something appealing about those curves, the begging nubs on the tips of her breasts. She wondered how much softer they'd be than her own, smaller, tits. Her chest still throbbed from the attention it had been given earlier, and suddenly she knew she had to return the favour.

Joan swallowed, and hugged against the pair. She kissed Connor's ear, softly but intently, tracing the curve with her tongue lightly.

"Alright. I'm interested. I mean, the three of us together. We can see how it works. If it doesn't work, then we stay friends, ok? And we don't ever tell anyone. I mean it."

The other two nodded. Alison's eyes were wide and she was staring into Connor's face as he held her. Joan reached in between the two and softly pulled at those tempting nipples.

"Uuuuuugh," moaned Alison, and suddenly Joan wanted nothing more than to make her friend come, for Connor. For Alison's pleasure too, of course, and Joan's own. Even if both girls were enjoying Connor's control, it was still for them, too. That was fine.

She shook her head, clearing her thoughts while she could still think them.

"OK, Connor, Alison, look at me. Let's do this." she kissed Connor, this time on the lips, letting his tongue invade her mouth and insistently chase hers for a moment before she pulled back, "Connor, can we undress her? I want to see her come first. She got to watch me, after all."