Category: girl girl

Ash was the perverted one. She talked me into …

Ash was the perverted one. She talked me into doing all kinds of fucked up things from the time I was born until this very day. She was the naughty twin, the one that concocted the risky plans. I was the sweet twin, the one who always gave in to her sister. I let Ash decide where we went and when we went there. I let her dictate who our friends would be and when we were old enough she even chose what guys we would date. 

“Why do we always share guys. I’ve met other sets of twins and they all date their own guys?” I asked her. It had been like this for ages. We were waiting for Alexander to come over. He was a boy Ash had met in her chemistry class. 

“We’re different than other sets of twins. We share everything, silly. Don’t you want to share with me?” she asked. For a moment her eyes teared up and I could tell it hurt her feelings that I even thought about not sharing a guy with her. She’d been like this a long time, and part of me understood it, but part of me knew it was wrong. “Come here,” she said, pulling me to her and kissing me deeply. That’s right. She had been fucking me for a long time now. 

Ash had been my first everything. She was my first kiss, the first person to touch my pussy, to lick me there. I remembered how we had hidden it all from everyone until one day Ash had decided that we were old enough that we could let some other people know how close we really were. 

“He’s here!” I called as I saw his car pull up. Ash gave me an evil grin as she moved to the door and opened it. She was waiting for Alexander with her arms outstretched. She pulled him to her, and she kissed his cheek. 

“Wow, you really are twins!” Alexander looked from Ash to me, and back again. 

“This is Jessa,” Ash introduced me to him. I leaned in for a hug and I could smell his cheap body spray. I looked up at Ash, questioningly. Alexander wasn’t like most of the guys she’d brought home. He was actually more of my type. He was nerdy, but cute. He had a nice, patient smile and a sexy soul. I felt a connection to him, instantly. 

“Do you like him?” Ash asked me.

“Yes,” I said, blushing. 

“Kiss him,” she ordered me. I obeyed and I shared a nice, long kiss with Alexander. I felt the chills running through my body. They touched the tips of my toes and the top of my head. I was buzzing with happiness. “Now kiss me,” Ash said, pulling me jealously from him. She kissed me deeply and I kept my eyes on Alex. His mouth dropped as Ash slipped her tongue into my mouth and began to peel my clothing off of me. 

“Wow, you are twins but you kiss?” he asked, stupidly. 

“Yeah, get naked dumbass!” Ash said playfully. 

“Don’t call him that!” I chastised her. She pulled me to the bedroom. 

“Come on, dumbass!” Ash yelled to Alexander. He didn’t seem upset. He quickly ran after us and watched as Ash spread my naked body all over the bed. She parted my pussy lips and licked me with the skill of a well-known lover. She knew how to make me cum better than any other person on the planet, and I loved her so much for that. 

“FUCK!” I screamed as I came. Alexander was naked now and he was at my side, his mouth on mine. We kissed as Ash licked my pussy. I looked down at her to make sure she was okay, and that she wasn’t getting jealous of the way I was making out with Alexander. She gave me a naughty, little look that told me she was having fun and that I should too. Her hand shot over to Alexander’s cock and she stroked it for a bit before she took her mouth from my pussy and wrapped it around his cock. 

Alexander twisted himself a bit until he got his head down between my legs. He licked my pussy for me, and though he didn’t have much of a clue of what he was doing, he tried his best and I used my pussy to push myself against his tongue until I made myself cum. 

“Get on top of his dick,” Ash suddenly ordered me. Before I knew it he was flat on the bed and I was on top of him, my pussy wrapped around his cock. I rocked on his dick as Ash sat on his face. She leaned in to kiss me and we made out as I rode his cock and she rode his face. It was such a beautiful moment when I came, yet again. Ash made herself cum as well.

“Uh, I came,” Alexander said as she moved off of his face. 

“Let me have that pussy!” Ash smiled at me and I knew what she wanted. This was her favorite part. She didn’t like cum straight from the cock very much, but she said when it was mixed with my pussy juices it is her favorite taste in the world. Alexander watched with interest as Ash cleaned the cum from her pussy. Before I knew it he had his semi-hard cock in my mouth and I could taste my own pussy on him as I sucked him hard again. 

Ash was enjoying my pussy, but she she saw how hard Alexander was getting she ordered him to lay back on the bed. She sucked him a bit before she motioned for me to join her. We gave him a dual blowjob. I sucked on his balls while Ash sucked his cock. 

“Get up here, he’s about to cum. I want you to get a facial!” Ash screamed at me urgently. That sounded fun and so I got my face right up near his cock. 

“This is the hottest day of my life! Twins!” Alexander yelled out right before he began to groan with pleasure. His sperm began to spray everywhere as Ash stroked him expertly. We both leaned in, instinctually and opened our mouths. His hot cum sprayed all over our faces and tongues. It got all over our long, blonde hair. Some of it even hit Ash in the tits. 

“YES!” Alexander moaned as he finished. 

“Thanks for the cum, dumbass!” Ash laughed. Then she and I began to lick his cum off of each other. I don’t know why, but the was my favorite part. The look on Alexander’s face was priceless. He looked at us like we were the hottest thing he’d ever seen in his entire life. 

slut-problems: Marissa and I chose our new roo…

slut-problems:

Marissa and I chose our new roommate carefully. We had been talking about adding a guy to our mix and so when Stephie moved out it was the perfect opportunity to choose a guy that would add to our lives in a meaningful way. We knew Kyle was the right guy when he came in to interview for the room. 

Kendra asked him, “Would you ever have a threesome with two hot girls?” and then she gestured to me, implying that she meant us. 

“I would absolutely love that,” he said, adjusting his dick in his pants as he sat before us. I looked at Marissa and indicated my desire. So it was settled. He moved in. 

All we had to do to set the ball in motion was start making out and licking each others’ pussies in our common areas and eventually he walked in on us and all the fun began. We all were having so much fun fucking each other that none of us wanted to go to work or get anything done. For weeks we barely functioned, only looking forward to the times when we could all be together fucking like wild rabbits. 

We all thought that the novelty and the fun would eventually wear off, but it’s been seven months and we are still going strong, still fucking constantly as a trio. In fact, both Marissa and I have also been sleeping with Kyle by ourselves when the other isn’t home. When all of this started I never would’ve imagined that it would play out like this, but it’s like we are all so compatible with one another. There isn’t a lot of jealousy either. It is the most perfect threesome I’ve ever heard of or seen. It’s pretty fucking awesome, actually. 

I wasn’t always into girls, but Bobby told me …

I wasn’t always into girls, but Bobby told me that he knew how to get me into them if I wanted to be. 

“I don’t know. I mean, it seems like guys like it when two girls hook up. I wish that I was into women, but I’m just not.” 

“What if I told you that I could change that for you?” Bobby asked, his face fixed into a smug expression of superiority, 

“I’d say go ahead and try.” I didn’t believe that he could change anything about me, but I was sorely mistaken. I let him lead me to his bedroom, where he made me lay back on the bed. 

“Okay, just relax and close your eyes. I want you to imagine a white light. It is coming from above and filling your body, one part at a time. Imagine your body filling with this white light, and as it fills you, you are more and more relaxed.” 

“I’m so relaxed,” I murmured and he continued until I think I fell asleep. When I woke up I felt different somehow, although I couldn’t put my finger on exactly what was different. Until it happened. 

“I wanted you to meet someone,” Bobby told me one night after dinner. 

“Who?” I asked, just as the doorbell rang. He got up and answered it. A tall girl with blonde hair walked in behind him and he introduced me. 

“This is Yadira,” he told me. “Yadira, this is my girlfriend, Jill.” 

“Nice to meet you. I’ve been looking to meet some hot girls around here, and I was so happy that Bobby told me he had a girlfriend that was into other women. We don’t have to hook up if you don’t want to,” she assured me. “But I’d love a chance. I think you’re sexy.” She gave me a naughty, little look that I’d never seen from another girl. Normally I would have said no immediately, but I hesitated this time. 

“I’d love to get to know you. In fact, I think the best way to do that is to take this straight to the bedroom. Is that too fast, Yadira?” I asked her, shocking even myself. Bobby looked at me and gave me a thumbs up. 

“Let’s go,” Yadira said and we headed into the bedroom. 

“Bobby? What did you do to me?” I asked him as I let Yadira kiss me. I was enjoying her kisses and I couldn’t seem to get her clothes off quickly enough. I buried my face into her pussy and I couldn’t believe how good her pussy tasted. It was like I had been hungry for it all my life, and now I was finally getting the taste I had been craving. I let myself enjoy it and I tried not to think of before, how I had been turned off by women. I tried not to think about Bobby hypnotizing me, which he obviously had. 

He had his cock in Yadira’s asshole and I was licking her pussy desperately, with the kind of hunger that a pack of starving wolves might have as they finally fed. I was finally feeding, finally getting what I wanted. She let out a series of moans as Bobby came in her ass. 

“Lick the cum up from her ass,” he ordered me. I hesitated. The old me would have said no, but this new me was a disgusting slut. This new me hungrily licked at Yadira’s ass, cleaning all of Bobby’s cum from her like a little ass slave. I didn’t know who I was anymore. What had I become? Bobby had done this to me, I was certain of it. But I couldn’t do anything about it right now. Yadira was about to sit on my face, and I really wanted her to. I wanted her so much that I almost forgot how into Bobby I was. In fact, I was starting to think I didn’t need Bobby anymore. Maybe all I needed now was Yadira. 

What the fuck had Bobby done to me? 

slut-problems: Bernadette and I have been toge…

slut-problems:

Bernadette and I have been together for almost three years. We’ve both been lesbians as long as I can remember, which is why the other night has us so confused. We had gone out to the party at our friend Shayna’s house and we got a little drunk. Okay, we got a lot drunk or this never would have happened. We were drinking tequila shots and singing the lyrics to “Pumped Up Kicks” when a strange guy walked over to us with a bottle of Patron. 

“You ladies want to try some real tequila?” he asked. I was hesitant. I’ve never trusted men and so I began to tell him to fuck off when Bernadette piped up with her answer before I could get mine out. 

“Hell yeah!” she said and she smiled at the guy as she danced and sang the chorus. “All the other kids with the pumped up kicks…” she sang and he took the bottle and poured it right into her mouth. She stopped, mid-lyric and drank from the bottle and then she raised her arms in a victory stance. “Patron is better, motherfuckers!” she screamed. I knew she was drunk, but I hadn’t seen her this drunk since her mother’s holiday party last Christmas, after which she’d sworn she’d never drink again. 

“Come with me, ladies,” the guy said and he pulled Bernadette behind him down the hall. I followed, mostly to make sure this guy wasn’t about to try anything. We hadn’t filled him in on the fact that we were lesbians yet and I wanted to be the one to tell him. I loved rejecting men. It was one of my pastimes. I must have lost my focus. I was just as drunk as they were! By the time he led her into the bedroom and shut the door I was upset. I pounded on the door. 

“Let me in! That’s my girlfriend you have in there!” I screamed and pounded.

“Oh fuck,” came his voice. “Hold on.” I heard him fumble with the lock on the door and he let me in. “I didn’t know this was a two for…” he smiled and I saw that he already had Bernadette’s top off. Her tits were covered with tequila, which was dripping down from her face. 

“A two for? Oh hell no! We are lesbians,” I said proudly and I waited for his shocked reaction. 

“Yeah, Bernadette told me. She also told me you owe her one threesome with a guy and she wants to collect. Isn’t that right, Bernadette?”

“Yup!” she said and then she let out a disgusting burp. 

“She obviously can’t think clearly,” I told the guy. 

“Yes I can! You owe me this!” she screamed at me and I thought back to the time when she had asked me if I would ever help her hook up with a guy. She had this morbid curiosity about cocks, even though she’d never taken one. She wanted to try it at least once before she died and I had promised her that if the opportunity arose that I would help her with it. I guess I just never figured it would actually happen. 

“Fine,” I said. “Let’s do this, Bern,” I said. “What do I need to do?” I asked the guy. 

“Just be here and help me make her cum. She wants to take my cock in all of her holes,” he explained. 

“All of them?” I marveled at this. 

“Let’s start with the mouth hole,” the guy said as he touched her lips with his fingers and pulled his cock out. “Why don’t you finger or lick her pussy while I fuck her mouth,” the guy suggested, and so I did as he asked me, getting down between her legs and fingering her while he shoved his cock down her lesbian throat. I watched with great interest as my girlfriend, who had never sucked a cock in her life sucked on this guy’s cock. It was pretty interesting and part of me was disgusted but the other part of me? Well, the other part of me was turned on that my girlfriend was such a drunk, little slut. I licked her pussy, tasting her horny juices. This was turning her on! 

She sucked him like a champion and I was starting to doubt Bernadette’s story. She was sucking his cock like a pro, leaving only one conclusion. She’d done this before. I wasn’t necessarily jealous. I was angry that she had lied to me. The guy pulled his cock from her mouth. 

“Wow, great cock sucking! You sure you’re a lesbian?” he asked her. 

“I’m sure! I did it!” she looked at me and stuck her hand up. I gave her a little high-five of support. 

“You ready for the pussy?” he asked her. 

“Okay!” she said excitedly. 

“Why don’t you sit on her face,” he instructed me, and it pissed me off to take orders from a man, but I was here to help my girlfriend and so I tried my best not to be full of hate. It was hard though, with a man in the room about to fuck my girlfriend. I situated myself on Bern’s face, but I faced the guy so I could watch him fuck her. A part of me didn’t want to watch, but the other part of me couldn’t bear to look away. Still, I kept my eyes fixed on her pussy as he pushed his cock in. 

I could feel her mouth stiffen as his cock plowed into her. She was screaming into my pussy as I rode her face and I could tell that she was really enjoying this. This was something that she had always wanted to try and I felt threatened, like now that she had cock she might not want to go back to me with my mouth and fingers. Would I need to buy a strap on and fuck her with it now? Everything was confusing. I watched her body shake and shudder as she came all over his dick. I ground my pussy into her face and I loved how good her mouth felt. I couldn’t help it. I began to cum all over her face and she was screaming, straining to breathe as he fucked her. 

Suddenly, he pulled his cock from her. “It’s time for anal! Let me find my lube, hold up,” he said and he disappeared into the bathroom. I dismounted from Bern’s face and I smiled down on her. 

“You okay?” I asked. “You having fun?” 

“Yeah! Wow, this is so much fun! Thank you for doing this with me. I know how hard it must be for you,” she said, a smile plastered on her face. 

“You think you can handle anal?” I asked her, remembering how she had reacted to just one of my fingers in her ass. She could barely take it. Now she was about to take a thick cock in there. 

“I’m going to try!” she said. At that moment, the guy returned with his lube. 

“I’m going to get under you,” he told Bernadette and he helped her slide her ass down on his cock. “Now you lick and finger fuck her pussy while I fuck her ass, okay?” He looked at me and I smiled back and gave him a thumbs up. I got to work on her clit and shoved two fingers in her pussy as he fucked her ass. 

Bernadette’s screams were intense, and getting more intense by the minute. I could tell she was in pain and so I tried desperately to lick her clit and give her some pleasure. I was licking her when all of a sudden I felt something weird happening. It was like she was about to erupt. I moved my mouth from her pussy and I fingered her g-spot hard. That’s when all hell broke loose. 

He was pounding her asshole hard when she began to cum, screaming harder and louder than I had ever heard her scream. 

“FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!” she screamed and suddenly her pussy began to squirt. I hadn’t been aware that Bernadette was a squirter. In all the three years we had been together she had never squirted once. Now, here with a guy in her ass and me fingering her, her pussy was shooting cum like she was a fucking geyser! I marveled at how far it shot into the air, and just how much liquid there was. It landed on her and on me, and all over the bed. He was still fucking her asshole and so I fingered her g-spot again and she began to squirt another geyser of cum up into the air. I was so amazed by this that I got out my phone and tried to make her do it again so I could film it! 

Sure enough, Bern came like a fountain, yet again. I got it on video for her to watch back later. It was extraordinary! 

“Fuck I’m gonna cum!” the guy moaned and so I stuck my fingers back in my girlfriend and I fingered her as he blew his load into her asshole. When he was done he lifted her ass off of his cock and she went to the bathroom to clean up. He smiled at me. 

“Thank you for letting me fuck her. I know you weren’t exactly thrilled about this. You’re awesome!” he told me. 

“Thanks for saying that,” I said. 

“Do you want to try taking some cock too?” he asked me. “I’m happy to help you out if you’re curious too,” he told me. 

“Yeah, well, I’ve never thought about it,” I said. 

“Well, think about it now. I mean, I’ve fucked a lot of lesbians in my life,” he explained. “It doesn’t have to mean anything. I think sometimes they just want to try a cock just for the fuck of it. It can be fun if you let it be,” he said. By the time Bernadette came back from the bathroom the guy had me bent over and his cock was in my pussy. Bernadette held me and kissed me while I came on his cock. He came inside of me and when he was through I looked up at my girlfriend and smiled. 

“Wow. Maybe we’re not lesbians after all,” I told her. “I never thought I would enjoy cock so fucking much.” I had been resistant for so long, but the truth was now apparent. I had fucked a cock and I had enjoyed it. It flipped my whole sexuality on it’s head. 

“You two wouldn’t be the first lesbian conversion stories to happen on my cock,” the guy said proudly. We looked at each other. Had we been converted?

slut-problems: Our naughty book club meeting g…

slut-problems:

Our naughty book club meeting got a little out of control! We had decided to read this book called Hollow Girl by Slut Problems, which Pamela had suggested. She said it was way better than those 50 shades books and so we all agreed to it. I did my part, reading the book in two days. It was so fucking hot that I had to fuck myself in the bathroom at work several times, and I definitely had to re-red some of the good parts back at home with the strongest vibrator I owned. My husband had been getting a lot more sex from me as well. So much so that he asked me what was going on. 

“Are you having an affair?” he accused me. 

“No. It’s just this book I’ve been reading and this blog…” I grabbed the book from my nightstand, the earmarked pages for the good parts folded at the corners. I handed it to him and watched his eyes light up as he read the description on the back. 

“You’re reading porn?” he asked. 

“It’s for my book club. Pamela suggested it!” I explained. 

“I always knew that Pamela was a fucking slut!” he said and he grabbed me and kissed me. It was on! We tore each other’s clothes off and I let him fuck me just the way Allison lets Roger fuck her in the book. I let him tie me up and use me and I loved every second of it! I imagined I was Allison, young and afraid as an older man ravaged my body. I came so fucking hard on my husband’s cock that I milked every last drop from him. 

“Wow, I love what this book has done to you,” he said when we were cuddling afterwards. 

“You should see this girl’s blog, too,” I said and I pulled it up on my phone and handed it to my husband. Let’s just say we fucked the rest of the night and even a few times the next morning. 

By the time I got to my book club the next evening my pussy was so sore from all the fucking we had done. I was certain I couldn’t possibly cum any more that day. Pamela had decorated the house tastefully for the event, with a table full of snacks, including a white cake that was delicious. I took my seat in the living room in one of the chairs and waited for Pamela to start our meeting. Eight of us were in attendance that evening, each of us with our Hollow Girl copies in our laps. 

“So, what did you think of the book, ladies?” Pamela asked eagerly. 

“Fuck this book,” Barbara said as she crossed her legs. “This was seriously disturbing!” 

‘What was disturbing about it Barbara?” Pamela asked her. Barbara sighed. 

“Well, I can’t tell you how turned on I was at the beginning of the book, but then…well, those gang rape scenes were just so brutal. I couldn’t stop reading it, but it was so awful for Allison.” 

“I had more orgasms from reading this book than all of the 50 shades books combined,” Kelly chimed in. “Yeah the rape scenes were fucked up but all those lesbian scenes were hot!” 

“I liked where she gets tied up by Roger! Both times!” I said. “I thought that was super hot, I love bondage! Plus, my husband and I had so much sex after I read it. It was awesome” 

“Fuck the book,” Pamela said. “I love it, but have you read this girl’s blog?” 

“YES!” I chimed in. “It’s almost as good as the book!” 

Just then, Pamela’s husband Chris walked into the room. He went to the snack table and grabbed a piece of the white cake and popped a forkful into his mouth. 

“Great cake,” he said. “How are you ladies tonight,” he interrupted. 

“We are discussing Hollow Girl,” she told him. 

“This is the only book I’ve read in the past three years,” Chris said pointing to Pamela’s copy. “Amazing book choice, ladies!”

“Wait. You’ve read the book?” Pamela asked him. 

“Well, you left it in the bathroom!” he laughed. “My favorite part is big rape scene where she’s in the giant cage! So hot! Thanks for the cake,” he said to his wife. 

“Wait! Don’t go! You’ve read the book, you should stay for the discussion,” she told him. She winked at him. The rest of us shifted uncomfortably in our chairs. We’d never had a guy at our book club before. 

“Okay,” he said sitting down and shoving more cake in his mouth. 

“Let’s read excerpts of our favorite parts,” Pamela suggested. “Ellen, you go first!” 

“Okay,” Ellen said turning to her bookmarked pages. “I like this part,” she began to read out loud; 

““Allison, I’m sick of fucking
around here. You are not going to mess with me, understand?” Richie asked. He
began to touch my leg in a sexual way, moving his hand up and down and up and
down. Despite the fact that I should’ve hated him for treating me badly it felt
so good that I watched in horror as my leg lifted and pushed itself out, toward
his touch so that he would know it was okay to touch me.

            He
took the hint and started to massage my legs, and then took off my shoe and
began to massage my foot. He went into a full body massage, taking off my pants
and shirt, in order to better massage my body, he explained. He worked his
fingers into my back, my shoulders, my buttocks, my thighs. He paid
particularly close attention to my thighs, working his fingers closer and
closer to my pussy, until they were touching me there, moving to my clit, and
then slipping slowly in and out of my vagina. I was so soaking wet and my body
was hungry to be touched, kissed, caressed, and fucked. I didn’t care at that
moment who was doing the touching and fucking, even if it was him.

            “You
like this, don’t you?” he asked softly, huskily as he let two fingers slide
into me at once and then back out. He began to work those two fingers in and
out of me, over and over until I was pushing myself out onto them, bucking
against them, creaming all over them. I wanted him to take me, to make love to
me, to kiss me,” 

Ellen looked up to see that none of us were paying attention. While she had been reading Chris had pulled his cock out of his pants and began to stroke it. I saw it first and I looked to Pamela and pointed at Chris. Pamela smiled a naughty smile at me and motioned for me to join her in attacking her husband’s cock. Next thing I knew my mouth was wrapped around Chris’s hard shaft and I was choking on him. A couple of the other girls joined me and Pamela began to push my head down onto her husband’s cock. Ellen put her book down and crouched down and attacked his balls. There were four of us sucking his cock at the same time. 

“You should fuck him,” Pamela said to me and even though my pussy had been so sore from all the masturbating and fucking I had done in the past few days, I was so horny I couldn’t feel it. I hopped onto Chris’s cock and began to bounce. Pamela got underneath us and licked. 

Some of the other women began to make out and next thing we all knew the book club meeting had disintegrated into a full-on orgy. Chris was the only guy and he was absolutely loving it. He had eight women to himself, but of course he could only fuck so many of us before we had emptied all of his cum. Then he watched as we entertained each other just like Allison and Jessica do in Hollow Girl. I couldn’t believe I was still fucking! I thought I had been tapped out before the meeting, but this fucking book just got everyone going again and again. It was the best book we had chosen yet and the best book club meeting ever!

I was in over my head with Letty. I had given …

I was in over my head with Letty. I had given myself over to her and become her slave girl. We’d met online on Swing Low Chat and I’d decided that she was the kind of girl that I could worship. I could call her my mistress and respect her. 

“You’ll do anything I ask?” she’d asked me online. 

“Yes, Mistress. I’ll do anything for you.” I flashed back to my words in my mind and I knew I had to do what Letty demanded. Now she had me chained to the wall, my hands locked in shackles. My feet were chained to the floor, my legs spread. Letty was wearing a sexy outfit. It was a black bodysuit with leather pants. She had a whip in her hand and she took aim at my clit. She cracked the whip so it snapped just in font of my pussy. I gasped with fear, unable to believe that she had almost hit my clit with that whip. 

“Please don’t hurt my clit!” I begged her. 

“If you’re going to address me, you address me as Mistress. Do you understand?” she asked. 

“Yes, Mistress.”

“That’s a good girl.” She pulled down he leather pants and she bent over right in front of me so that her ass was in my face. “Lick my ass, you little slut!” Her ass was resting on my tongue and I wanted to lick it. I’d been dying to be made to lick her ass and pussy and serve her in every possible way. I loved being made to lick her anywhere and everywhere she required it. 

“Yes, Mistress!” I said happily and I buried my tongue into her ass, pushing my tongue deep into her. She deserved to feel good and so I worked her asshole with my tongue, trying my best to please her. 

“Ohhh fuck yeah. Keep licking slut!” she called to me and I didn’t dare stop. I wanted her to know how much I loved serving her, and so I served her asshole with my tongue until she pulled it away from me and took off her bodysuit, exposing her breasts. “Lick my nipples,” she commanded. 

“Yes, Mistress,” I said, desperately licking, sucking and gently biting her nipples. I listened to her moan, happy with what I was doing with my tongue. 

“You are such a good girl. Now eat my pussy.” She straddled me and squatted down so that her pussy was resting on my tongue. “Lick it, slut.” I licked her pussy for her. Concentrating with all of my might on bringing her pleasure. She gripped me by the hair and rubbed her pussy all over my face, using my face to get herself off. I couldn’t believe how good it made me feel to serve Letty with my mouth. I wanted nothing more than to please her and I knew that in return I would be pleased. As if she could read my thoughts she pulled her pussy from my mouth and gave me a deep kiss. 

“Your turn to cum, slut.” She stuck two fingers inside of me and hooked them to my g-spot as she bent down and sucked on my clit for me. Between her fingers moving in and out of me and her tongue on my clit, I came my fucking ass off. I was screaming and thrashing about against my restraints. 

“YES MISTRESS! YES MISTRESS!” I screamed and as my orgasm faded she gently removed her fingers from my pussy and her mouth from my clit. 

“Now wait here for me. I need to have some dinner. I’ll be back when I’m done and you can clean my pussy with your tongue again.” 

“Wait Mistress! Do I get dinner?” She had the whip in her hand and she cracked it, this time hitting me in the clit with it. I let out a sick moan. “Owww!” I cried.

“That was your dinner slut. I’ll feed you more in a while.” 

“But Mistress!” 

“Don’t you talk back to me!” she screamed and I shrunk down, afraid to upset her. 

“Yes, Mistress,” I said meekly. I would have to wait for her to return. I needed to be a good slave for her. I wanted her to keep me, and I wanted her to keep making me eat her ass the way she just had. My clit burned from it’s whipping, but it was a burn that was making my pussy wetter. I needed my mistress back. I craved her. My pussy was burning for her. 

Shawn and I had been dating for almost a year …

Shawn and I had been dating for almost a year when it happened. I met the girl of my dreams. He name was Loreli and she was tall with dark hair and a perfect face. She always looked like she was thinking about something naughty. There was a look in her eyes that gave her away, that told me that she was as big a pervert as I was. I’d never been with another girl before, and so my attraction to Loreli came as a surprise. 

“What would you say if I asked another girl to join us?” I asked Shawn one day after we’d had a particularly good fuck. I’d never brought up anything like this with him before, but he handled it well. 

“Do you have someone in mind or is this hypothetical?” he asked calmly and he leaned in to give my cheek a kiss. 

“There’s this girl at work, Loreli.” I pulled up her Facebook page and showed it to him. 

“She’s gorgeous. I didn’t know you were into women,” he looked confused. 

“I’ve never been before, but we’ve been flirting and I find myself drawn to her. I don’t know what it is.” 

“I’ll think about it,” he said and from that point on he brought up Loreli every time with fucked. “You want to lick her pussy don’t you? You want to watch me fuck her, huh?” 

“Yes! Yes!” was always the answer. I realized more and more that I wanted to watch Shawn fuck her. I wanted to see her covered with his cum. I wanted to lick it off of her body. I couldn’t stop thinking about it, and I always came so hard when I did. When Shawn finally gave me the go-ahead to ask her to join us I was so excited that I couldn’t stand it. I hoped that she would say yes. 

I asked her the following day, and her yes was so enthusiastic that she came over that very night. I let her in and she looked a bit scared as I introduced her to Shawn. They’d seen pictures of one another, but this was the first time they had met. I truly hoped that they hit it off and that the night could proceed the way that I had always envisioned it. 

We all sat down on the couch and I poured us all some drinks. We turned on a movie, and I sat in between Shawn and Loreli. We all began to cuddle and before I knew it there were hands all over me. Both Shawn and Loreli were rubbing all over my body and I began to moan as I let Shawn kiss me, and then I turned to Loreli and I kissed her as well.

We began to undress, and before I knew it we were tangled together and I found myself on my knees in front of Loreli licking her pussy. I’d never licked a pussy before, but I found it to be exhilarating and fun. It made my pussy so fucking wet to lick her and to watch her throw back her head in pleasure was pure bliss. I wondered what she would look like fucking Shawn and so I asked her to take his cock. 

“Come sit over here in this chair,” I encouraged her and I watched as she got up and moved to the chair. She sat down and gave me a naughty, little smile. “Open your legs for him,” I commanded her and I watched as she obeyed. I fingered her, making sure she was nice and wet for Shawn before I ordered him to fuck her. “I want to see you fuck her. I want you to make her cum,” I commanded him and he smiled at me. 

“I like when you order us around,” he said with a wink and I held my breath as he took his cock and worked it into Loreli’s tight pussy. I watched him moan as he pussy sucked his cock up inside of her. I let out a moan of pleasure as I touched myself, standing right by the chair where I could kiss Loreli as she took my boyfriend’s cock. 

I could feel her body shaking as I kissed her, and I rubbed my pussy as I watched Shawn’s cock move in and out of her. I could feel my orgasm coming on as he fucked her harder and she threw her head back and screamed with complete and utter joy. She was cumming so hard and so was I! It was amazing how our orgasms stretched out together and I giggled when I was done. I was giddy! 

“Fuck her harder,” I said in an evil voice to my boyfriend. “Harder!” 

“Fuck yes!” he answered and he met my gaze as he fucked her. 

“Tell me when you’re ready to cum. I want you to cover her body in it,” I begged him. “I want you to cum all over her.” 

“Cum all over me,” she begged him and I knew her words set Shawn over the edge. She grabbed onto me and pulled me to her for a kiss. 

“I’m going to cum!’ he announced and I grabbed his cock and stroked it for him until he was cumming. I aimed his cock at Loreli and I made sure his cum sprayed all over her face, tits and stomach. She was absolutely coated with it and she looked so happy to be covered. She looked so blissful and beautiful and I couldn’t help what I did next. 

I leaned down and began to lick her clean, cleaning my man’s cum off of her tits and her stomach, and even from her face. I kissed down her belly and buried my face in her pussy. She tasted even sweeter now after he had fucked her, and I liked this. I couldn’t believe how good it was. There was just something about Loreli that had me hooked. It didn’t seem to be a problem for her. She moaned and screamed for me as I licked her. Shawn watched, his cock already getting hard again. Next time I would make him fuck her in the ass. I couldn’t wait to see that. Watching him fuck her was the hottest thing I’d ever done. 

I’d always thought that I was submissive woman…

I’d always thought that I was submissive woman. My whole life I had been with men, and I’d always let them manhandle me and do things to me that I wouldn’t tell anyone about. I loved the way it felt to let go of my control and give it to someone else. I enjoyed it, and I thought that was the way it would always be until I met Rachelle. 

There was something about her that made me deeply uncomfortable. I couldn’t figure out what it was about her, but I realized that I wanted to hurt her. I wanted to make her scream with pain and I wanted to fucking make her fuck for me. I wanted to shove shit in her pussy, lots of objects. I looked around the room and began to imagine myself shoving these objects into her cunt. The candlesticks would be fun, and the long, slender vase that was filled with one single flower; a long-stemmed red rose. 

My friend Roxy, and Rachelle’s roommate, introduced us and I shook her hand and my mouth dropped open. I could tell Rachelle knew she was having an impact on me. Her smile curled slightly to the left, as if we had shared a secret between us. I raised my eyebrows at her and I wanted to smack the shit out of her perfect, pretty face. I wanted to…fuck her. Not like a girl. I wanted to fuck her like a guy, as if I were a guy, and I felt like one. Suddenly I felt aggressive, and angry and I couldn’t seem to stop myself from going after her. It was as if instinct had taken over me, and I was powerless to stop it. 

I got up and moved to her, leaning in to where my mouth was next to her ear. I leaned further until I could smell her hair and I let the scent flood my senses. I was momentarily distracted by her, but then the anger came back, my will to hurt her rising. 

“We should go somewhere where we can be alone,” I whispered. “Take me somewhere private,” I ordered her and she nodded. 

“Come this way,” she pulled me until we were in a bedroom. She locked the door and gave me a naughty look, one that dared me to do something to her. I knew that look. I’d given it to men plenty of times, but now Rachelle was doing it to me, and it was having the desired effect. I pushed her back onto the bed and climbed on top of her. I covered her mouth with kisses and I watched myself, in awe at how I’d changed. I was dominant now with Rachelle, and I could feel the power of having her under my control coursing through me like a drug. I wanted to fucking hurt her and so I choked her frail little neck as I kissed her. I moved my other hand to her pussy and fingered here, hitting her G-spot with a fierceness that made her writhe and scream with pleasure. 

“You like this, don’t you, you little slut?” I asked her, sounding just like all the men that had dominated me in the past. I became them as I ordered her around. “You have any dildos in this place?” I asked her, almost hoping she would say no so I could fuck her with a spatula or a softball bat. 

“Yes. Right here. This is my room,” she explained and she fished out a harness with a strapped on dildo. I smiled with pleasure. For some reason, this was perfect. I had been feeling like a man, like the kind of guy who could take control. And now I had my very own cock for the first time, and my very first slut to fuck with it! I strapped it onto my body and smiled sadistically. I had a dick now. And I was going to use it. 

“Rachelle, you’re a fucking slut. Get on your hands and knees. Stick that whore pussy out for me.” I liked how commanding I was. I sounded like someone she should listen to, and she did. She let out a cute, little moan and she scrambled into position. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her taut so her back was in a reverse arch. She looked so slutty as I shoved the plastic cock into her waiting pussy. She let out a long, howl that made me so much more horny than I’d ever been. I’d never wanted to destroy someone before, but something inside of me knew that Rachelle needed this just as much as I did. I fucked her so ridiculously hard, harder than any man had ever dared to fuck me. 

Rachelle came hard on my plastic dick and I watched as she had orgasm after orgasm, only encouraging me to fuck her even harder. I grabbed her neck and choked her hard. It came so naturally, so perfectly. I couldn’t seem to stop myself, as my hips thrust into her, and my heart was fierce with the passion of a dominant man. Except I wasn’t a man, and I knew it. I was just a woman who had lost her fucking mind. I was just a woman who had only been submissive, and suddenly had snapped. I blamed Rachelle for this. She was the first girl I had ever fucked, and yet she was the one that brought out the man in me, the man in me I’d never known I’d had. 

I came to a stop as my lungs ran out of air and I collapsed, tired from all of my anger and inner torment. Rachel lay in a heap and I found her body with mine and held her tightly, as if she were my life raft. I was scared by the way I had acted and the things I had felt, but Rachelle didn’t seem to notice. Instead, her mouth found mine and she kissed my mouth and my neck and then down to the plastic cock. She loosened the harness, and let the dick drop away. Then she parted my pussy lips and she licked my clit for me. I hadn’t realized the orgasm that I had been harboring, but as Rachelle released it I felt something inside of me shift. I let myself scream and cum all over her pretty, little face. I felt so vulnerable then as I came for her, and I wondered if men felt this way when they fell in love. I wondered if men felt weak when they let their guard down and let a beautiful woman make them cum. 

slut-problems: I’d never even thought of fucki…

slut-problems:

I’d never even thought of fucking around with any of my son’s girlfriends before until he started dating Angela. She was different than the other girls, in that she was a slut. I’m a slut too, so it wasn’t hard to spot. Angela flirted with everyone around her and I could see why my son liked her so much. She had a lot of energy and she was full of life. She enjoyed helping people and I really found myself attracted to her. We spent a lot of time talking and hanging out while my son was busy at work or with his friends. In fact, it seemed like Angela was always around. 

“One of my friends is a lesbian,” she told me, “and the other day she asked me if I was into eating pussy.” I nodded. “So I told her I was in the right situation and I did some stuff with her and now I’m not sure if I’m a lesbian or bisexual or what. What do you think?” she asked me. 

“I don’t think it matters what you are if you are having a good time. I’m into girls and guys, myself,” I heard myself say. Even as I said it I knew it came off like I was flirting with her. I instantly wished I could take it back, but Angela was already smiling with satisfaction. 

“Can I ask you something?” she smiled wickedly. 

“Sure.” 

“Have you ever thought about hooking up with a younger girl? By that I mean me,” she said. She was gutsy, and it was a turn on. This girl was flirting with me so hard I almost didn’t know what to do. I thought of my son and how wrong it would be for me to fuck her, but then I thought of myself and how I didn’t get to fuck girls very often and I couldn’t just pass up the opportunity. 

“I’ve definitely thought about it,” I told her. 

“I have this mommy fantasy,” Angela went on. “And ever since I met you I just wanted you to be my Mommy and fuck me and make me do bad things. Is that wrong?” she asked me. 

“Yes, it’s wrong, but that’s probably why it sounds like so much fun,” I said laughing. 

“Let’s go to the bedroom and play?” Angela asked me. “He won’t be home for a few hours.” She was referring to my son and so I smiled and we stood up and walked to the bedroom. My heart was pounding as I watched her walk ahead of me, her hot, little ass shaking. I was going to fuck my son’s girlfriend. It was happening!

“Mommy, I’m horny. My pussy needs love,” Angela said in a little girl voice. 

“Take off your clothes and get on the bed!” I ordered her and she did as I asked. Her legs were spread for me by the time I was naked and I climbed in between them and began to lick her pussy. 

“Mommy, this is so wrong!” she moaned as I licked her. 

“Shhhh,” I told her, but she kept right on moaning. I worked my fingers in her as I rapidly licked her clit until she came. Making Angela cum was easy and so I did it again and again. “Lay down here,” I told her pointing to a spot. I climbed on top of her face. 

“Lick my pussy, little girl. Mommy needs to cum!” I began to grind my pussy on her face and to her credit she was licking my pussy hungrily. I could tell that she was enjoying this. “Lick Mommy’s pussy!” I screamed and her tongue went fucking nuts on my clit. I came on her face, using her. “Good girl! Good girl! Good fucking girl!” I screamed as I came. When I was done cumming I smiled down at her. 

“You’re a useful little girl. I’ll probably keep you for a while,” I smiled and commanded her to lick again. I used her that way, riding her face and using her to make myself cum. 

“I have a strap on,” I told her. “Hold on.” I went to my closet and fished the harness out of my toy box and strapped it to myself. “Mommy has a big dick,” I announced as I walked toward her and hopped on the bed. I shoved the plastic cock into Angela’s mouth. “Suck Mommy’s plastic cock and get it wet for your pussy, you little slut!” 

“Yes Mommy!” she screamed before I shoved it down her throat. Nothing showcased Angela’s sluttiness more than this moment, where she sucked down that huge plastic cock as if it were a real cock. I pulled it out of her mouth and spread her legs. “Open your legs wide for Mommy like the slut that you are!” 

“Yes Mommy! I’m your slut! Fuck me!” she screamed with joy. 

“Yeah you are you little slut!” I plunged the plastic cock into her and I fucked her. It had been a while since I’d fucked a girl like this, but it was like riding a bike. I remembered all the right moves. I pushed her legs back over her head and I pushed that cock nice and deep inside of her. She was really cumming hard now and watching her cum like that was one of the best highlights of my life. 

“Cum for Mommy!” I screamed

“YES! YES YES YES! MOMMMMMYYY! YES!” Her screams were so beautiful. I loved that I was doing this to her and I looked down at her and watched her fall apart all over my plastic dick. She was such a little slut, and I fucking loved it. I slowed down to a stop when I had made her cum for the fifth time. She looked tired. 

“How was that? Did that scratch your mommy fantasy itch?” I asked her. 

“A little,” she said. “I think I might have to fuck you more often, though,” she told me. “I mean, we are alone together a lot. We might as well use the time wisely, right?” She did have a point. 

“Don’t you feel bad, though?” I asked her. 

“About what?” she asked. 

“About my son. You know, your boyfriend?” I smiled. 

“I don’t feel bad,” she said. “You’re my Mommy too.” She pulled me to her and kissed me. “Mommy, I want to lick your pussy again,” she smirked and it was so fucking cute that I opened my legs for her. We still had time before my son got home, and she was right. I was her Mommy too, now. I needed to take care of her. 

The best part about being swingers is that it …

The best part about being swingers is that it allows me to meet lots of other bisexual women who are down to let me fuck their pussies. My husband and I have made lots of swinger friends and he doesn’t care if I fuck the girls on my own as long as he is allowed to fuck who he wants on the side too. It’s perfect and that’s how I ended up her with Lorna working out in my private gym. 

“I’m an excellent personal trainer,” I told her, which wasn’t a lie. I was a certified personal trainer and I had clients that came to my home gym for workouts. I offered to give Lorna a free workout and she accepted. 

“Wow, look at this setup,” she said with a naughty smile. “Are we really going to work out or are we going to fuck?” 

“We can do both,” I said with a smile. “Get naked, slut!” She giggled and we both took off our clothes, leaving only our tennis shoes and socks on. 

“I’m ready,” she smiled. 

“Okay, let’s start with a warm up. Lay back on this bench,” I instructed, in my trainer voice.

“Okay,” Lorna giggled and she laid back on the bench and I climbed on top of her in 69 position. “Lick,” I commanded as I licked her pussy for her. It was pretty hot as we licked one another on the weight bench. I could hear her sighs of pleasure as she made them into my pussy. She came hard and I let her shake and shudder beneath me and when she was finished she ramped up her own licks of her tongue on my clit and I came for her nicely.

“Time for a new position,” I announced and I got on top of her and spread her legs and then I wedged my pussy between her legs, so the we were like two pairs of scissors meeting in the middle. “Hold onto the weight bar,” I told her and she did as I asked. I moved my pussy so that my clit was rubbing against hers in the most pleasurable way. It felt so good to feel the wetness of her pussy against my own and the slip and slide of our skin as we felt one another’s pussies. 

“Oh my God! This is the best workout ever!” she moaned. 

“Isn’t it?” I asked, and of course I knew that it was. I was a personal trainer. I did this sort of things with most of my female clientele. Of course, I gave them real workouts too, but with Lorna it wasn’t about that. She was a swinger and I knew why she was here. She was here to cum with me and I wasn’t going to disappoint her. 

“Yes! Yes!” she moaned and I knew that she was close as I rubbed my pussy against hers. I could feel myself begin to lose my grasp on reality and I began to cum for her, using her body to get myself off. I forgot where I was or what I was doing as I rubbed my clit against hers, back and forth until I was screaming. I could hear Lorna’s screams joining my own as we both let go and came together. Both of us lost our shit together and I knew that it was one of the best orgasms of my life. We rode that wave of pleasure together until it had subsided and I came to a stop, our pussies wet and juicy. Our juices had dripped all over Lorna’s legs and all over the weight bench padding. 

“That was amazing,” she said. 

“I told you I was an awesome personal trainer,” I smiled at her as I disentangled my legs from hers. “You done? Or can you handle some more?” 

“Do you mean actual workout or more sex?” she asked. 

“What do you think?” I asked her, grabbing my harness and strapping it to my body. 

“I’m ready for more,” she smiled. 

“Well then, pick your poison,” I instructed grabbing a box that contained all of the attachments I had bought for my harness. She eyes the box of dildos carefully and chose a pink, ribbed one. 

“This one,” she smiled. 

“Lay back then, slut. Get ready for a workout you’ll never forget…”

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