Dominant Couple Breaks Virgin Before He Starts College

Dear FemdomU Forum,

I can hardly contain my excitement as I sit down to write this letter to you. You see, I have a secret that I just have to share with someone. It’s something that my boyfriend and I have been indulging in for quite some time now, but we’ve never told anyone about it. We’ve always kept it between the two of us, our little kinky game. But now, I feel like I have to let it out. It’s just too good to keep to ourselves.

Let me start from the beginning. My name is Sara and I’m 21 years old. I live with my 26-year-old boyfriend, Logan. We’ve been together for two years now and our relationship has always been unconventional, to say the least. We both have a dominant streak, a need to be in control and to dominate others. It’s what brought us together, our shared desire for power play and BDSM.

We met Mason through my work, he had a summer job part-time in the stock room. I discovered that he had been living in foster care, but was about to turn 18 and age out. He would be starting college at the state university in the fall, where he had a scholarship and would be living in the dorms. But once he aged out of foster care, he’d be homeless for the summer.

Logan and I saw it as the perfect opportunity to indulge in our desires. We offered him a room in our house, free of charge, with only one condition – he had to be our sexual plaything for the entire summer.

And to our surprise, he agreed.

Mason was a tall, lanky boy with messy blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He was shy and reserved, a bit awkward around us at first. But we could see the curiosity in his eyes, the hunger for something new and exciting. He had never been in a sexual relationship before, let alone one that involved power play with a couple. He considered himself heterosexual, but we had a feeling that we could change that.

The first night Mason moved in, Logan and I sat him down and explained our arrangement with him. We told him that he would have his own room and all the freedom he wanted during the day, but at night, he belonged to us. He would have to do whatever we asked of him, without question or hesitation. And in return, we would provide him with a safe place to live and show him the pleasures of submission.

To our surprise, Mason didn’t freak out or run away. He simply nodded and agreed to our terms. We could tell that he was nervous, but also excited. The boy wasn’t a virgin because he wasn’t interested in fucking – Mason had just been really shy, and as a result of a rough childhood had a hard time connecting with anyone. With us he was finally willing to open up, go with the flow and see where it took him. And that’s when our little summer adventure began.

In the initial days, our focus was solely on acclimating Mason to our world of BDSM and power dynamics. We took baby steps, gradually introducing him to various aspects and techniques. Starting with simple commands, we observed his reactions and responses, adjusting accordingly. Little tasks were assigned for him to complete, serving as training exercises to instill obedience and submission. He proved to be a swift learner, constantly yearning to please us and displaying a willingness to explore all that we requested of him.

As Mason’s second week with us unfolded, we began to gradually push his boundaries, eagerly testing just how far he was willing to go without technically losing his virginity. On Monday, our plan was set in motion as we made Mason strip down in front of us, his body exposed and vulnerable. I took charge, commanding him to lay himself out on the ground. His arousal was evident – his cock already standing at attention. With a wicked grin, I instructed Logan to join in the fun, ordering him to strip and pleasure himself while hovering over Mason. The sight was incredibly arousing, and Mason remained obedient and compliant as Logan released his load all over his body. Then it was Mason’s turn as I urged him to masturbate while Logan used his mouth to please me. The intensity of the moment heightened as we pushed each other to new heights of pleasure and desire.

On Tuesday, we introduced Mason to the world of bondage. Logan commanded him to strip down while I gathered the ropes, my hands trembling in anticipation. As Mason stood before us, vulnerable and exposed, we took turns running our fingers over his taut muscles, tracing the lines of his body with eager curiosity. Our experienced hands knew just how to tease and tantalize, bringing Mason to the edge of pleasure again and again during our two-hour session. And when he finally reached that peak, we were both there, jerking his throbbing cock and fondling his quivering balls. His release was explosive, shooting out in a powerful arc that seemed to defy gravity.

As the midweek day arrived, we were ready to put Mason to the ultimate test – using his mouth and hands to pleasure us. The anticipation was evident in his eyes as we gave him our demand, but he didn’t falter. With determination, he followed our instructions, starting with me first. Logan took on the role of coach, offering guidance and taking control at times by grabbing Mason’s head and showing him exactly how to touch me. And when I reached my climax, Mason eagerly lapped up my juices as if he had been thirsty for days in a desert oasis.

Next it was Logan’s turn. I had him sit regally in the armchair while Mason knelt before him, like a faithful servant awaiting their master’s command. The faint scent of sweat and musk hung in the air, adding to the heightened tension in the room. Logan, with a smug grin on his face, taunted Mason playfully as he waited for the boy to fulfill his orders. It was clear that Mason was inexperienced – he had just tasted his first pussy moments ago – and now I was ording him to swallow his first cock. But this time, I wanted to make him work for it.

So, I commanded Mason to kiss Logan’s feet – a small but significant act of submission. Initially hesitant, Mason received a swift swat from Logan as a reminder of his place. Without delay, Mason began to plant soft kisses on Logan’s feet, trailing up to his ankles and calves. Logan’s expression turned mischievous as he decided to teach Mason a lesson for hesitating by shoving his toes into the boy’s mouth. Despite gagging slightly, Mason dutifully continued working.

After several minutes of alternating between both feet, Logan was clearly eager for more pleasure. With a commanding tone, I ordered Mason to move up and kiss Logan’s hardened shaft. The younger boy eagerly obeyed without hesitation, proving himself to be an obedient and willing disciple under our control.

I gave Mason a few more commands, my voice husky with desire as I directed him to lick Logan’s shaft, suck the tip, and take his balls into his mouth. The air was thick with anticipation and arousal as Mason eagerly obeyed, his tongue swirling and lips sucking on Logan’s member. As we neared the edge of ecstasy, Logan grabbed Mason by the back of his head and forcefully shoved him down, thrusting his entire cock into the boy’s mouth. Mason gasped for air, struggling to breathe around the girth in his throat. My own heart raced as I fought the urge to tell Logan to release him. And then suddenly, with a burst of intensity, Logan exploded, shooting his hot seed into Mason’s mouth. The mixture of cum and spit dribbled from the corners of Mason’s lips as he tried to catch his breath. Finally, Logan pulled his head away and Mason gasped for air, coughing and sputtering. Through it all, he managed to look up at both of us with gratitude shining in his eyes and whispered a heartfelt “thank you.”

The following days were filled with equally explicit encounters, but we remained strict in our goal of keeping the boy a virgin. We would have him pleasure us orally and bring him to climax, but only with our hands or toys. And so far, his backside remained untouched.

The third week he was with us marked a turning point. It was a whirlwind of new experiences – we showed him the pleasures of using his ass, introduced him to my trusty strapon and Logan’s favorite whip. I’ll be sure to write another letter soon and delve into all the delicious details. The summer felt endless, filled with countless adventures that I must document before they slip away from memory. But for now, I’m consumed by lust and have Logan bound to the bed. He should be ready for another round by now, but if not, I’ll happily ride his face until he reaches ecstasy.

And as for Mason, don’t worry about him. Before the summer ended, we made sure the boy went off to college as a man.

More soon! (read Sara’s 2nd Letter here)

Sincerely,

Sara