Claire

There was a knock on the door. John opened it to find a petite redhead with curly hair in a ponytail. She was no more than 5'1 with perky B cups in a black t-shirt and skinny jeans that hugged her shapely hips. She was a bit bottom heavy. She had a smattering of freckles, no makeup, and wore coke bottle glasses. "Tell me your name and come in," said John.

"Claire," she said. She walked in and gasped.

"Don't worry, just strip down and join them," said John.

Claire absentmindedly obeyed.

Wendy's phone was buzzing. John handed it to Wendy. "Anyone else coming?" he asked.

Wendy looked at the messages. She kept masturbating with her other hand. "No, uh....ohhhh....Stella has to work, and....uhhh....Sarah is in class. I didn't ooooohhhh invite anyone else."

"That's fine," said John, "I'll start with you four. Ladies, you have all generously agreed to be my loyal sex slaves and fuck toys. Being my submissive fuck toys is a fantasy come true for you. Obeying me makes you horny. I am the only man who can make you orgasm, well, as long as you are my fuck toys. Now you also enjoy each other. You love to have lesbian encounters with each other as you are all bisexual. Now pair up, french kiss and finger fuck your partner."

Wendy and Beck paired up as did Sasha and Claire. John admired Claire's big spankable ass and knew he would make it as red as her hair later. Enjoying the scene in front of him: four girls making out and fingering each other for his pleasure as well as their own, John wondered how to join in. He could not possible fuck four women at once. Maybe he would have them compete for his cock or have a three way with two of them while the other two watched in **** envy.