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Eight years ago, I got a job at a high school teaching kids from eleven to eighteen. But, I mostly teach the sixth form and have few interactions with the other students apart from one. A girl called Zoey, had quite the reputation for causing trouble, I had heard stories from my colleagues about how she: threw a water balloon of ink at a teacher; would write on the walls and just being a right twat.

Zoey, was now in sixth form doing her A levels, which meant i had to deal with the spawn of satan. Being one of the oldest, Zoey had already turned eighteen and now more than ever thought she was queen of the world. I’m thirty-six, I just can’t be dealing with that sort of crap, I just want the students to have the best chance. So I made a plan that would change her, at least until she out of my hair.

For the past three weeks, I have been gathering data on the delinquent, taking photographs of her; assaulting her classmates, disturbing class, stealing lunch money and other horrible things. Once I thought I had enough to go on, I decided to move forward with my plan. One day I was just wrapping up the lesson with Zoey in the room.

“Alright everyone, except Zoey, may leave. Remember to bring your homework.”

“Yes, miss.” They all said before exiting

Zoey tried to leave. “Sit down young lady, I told you to wait.”

“Miss I haven’t got time, for you to lecture me on how I’ve been bad.”

“SIT DOWN!” she sheepishly sat on her chair.

“I have had enough of your foul behavior, it is time you learnt your lesson.”

“I-I”

“I’m talking, you shut your mouth! These porno izle are pictures I have taken from the past few weeks, it shows you stealing, assaulting and vandalising. These are crimes young lady.”

“Wait, what?”

“You heard. Your eighteen hun, that means you’re looking at jail time for this as I have evidence. I am giving this to the police.”

She burst into tears in front of me, the big tough girl crying.

“PLEASE! Please I don’t want to go to prison” tears streaming from her face.

“I just don’t know what I can do, any punishment we give you, doesn’t seem to get through your skull.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I-I will do anything you want.”

“You should be careful on how you phrase things.”

“I will do, ANYTHING!” Zoey seemed very desperate.

“Anything?”

“Anything.”

“Fine, then lock the door and close the blind.”

“What?”

“MOVE YOUR ARSE!” Zoey jumped out of her skin then ran to do as I commanded.

I thought long and hard, while circling her, then finally coming up with an idea. “Have you ever heard of corporal punishment, Zoey?”

“No. What is it?”

“Oh, you’ll find out soon enough. Put your hands on the desk and bend over.”

“What?”

“Say what, one more time and I go to the police. Bend over and put your hands on the desk.” As I saw Zoey’s perfect young booty stick out, I bit my lip and twisted my hair a little. SMACK! I struck her butt nice and firm.

“Ouch! What the hell?”

“That, is corporal punishment, now either we do this or I go to the police.”

“Not the police, please!”

“Then you are going to get spanked and you’re going to count each one and say thank you miss. Understand.”

“Yes, miss.”

Smack. “One, thank brazzers you miss.” Smack. “Two, thank you miss.” Smack. “Three, thank you miss.” I continued until she counted twenty. I was happy, but my fun was far from over. I planted my butt on the edge of my desk and told Zoey to get down on her knees.

“I’ve had a very trying day, I want you yo take my shoes off”

“Yes, miss.” Slipping my feet out of my pretty shoes.

“Now, kiss my feet.”

“Wha-yes, miss.” remembering what will happen if she says what again. Her soft lips, ran all along the tops of my feet, tenderly kissing them. “Don’t forget, my toes.” Her face moving down to suck each toe and licking the gaps, thinking to myself, ‘this skank, will learn her place.’

“Kiss my ankle.”

“Yes, miss.” moving up a little making out with my foot. I grinned.

“A little higher.”

“Yes, miss.” making her way to just below my knee.

“Higher.” Going above my knee, no answer, just doing as I say. I grinned even more.

“Higher.” kissing my thighs still moving up on my leg until her face was inches away from my pussy.

“M-miss, that’s your knickers.” SMACK! I slapped her hard across the face. “Then you don’t mind me going to the police you little bitch.”

Hand on the cheek, “no, I don’t want to you to go to the police. But I-I’m not a lesbian.”

“Neither am I, I have a husband, who I wouldn’t give up for the world, but I still like to play with girls” Taking my knickers off. “Now you either lick me right now, or we are done here. Zoey dropped to her knees and stuck out her tongue.

“Yes, that’s right, I own you skank.” Zoey danced her tongue on my clit, then from time to time kissing it, moving to my lips, then to my opening and back fake taxi porno to dancing her tongue. My juices streaming, flooding her face and then, I came, squirting my fluid on her face and across the room.

“Strip.”

“But, miss.” slapping her across the face again. “I said strip.”

Zoey, slowly undid her tie, letting it fall to the ground, then concentrated on undoing her shirt going from button to button finally, revealing her pink, flowery bra and dropping her white shirt. She looked at me.

“Continue.” Zoey then reached for her black pleated skirt, sliding the zipper down and pushed down her skirt. There she was, standing in front of me in her underwear. “Turn around” wanting to get a look at her ass. “Continue.”reaching her hand behind her back unfastening the strap leaning forward for the bra to drop. Zoey slid her finger into the side of her panties, slowly pulling them down and stepping out of them.

My toy was ready, Zoey was completely naked my eyes firmly locked onto her petite, small, young butt. I ran my hands all over my dessert, groping Zoey’s ass, pinching her nipple, slightly digging my teeth into her arse cheek. I laid her flat on my desk, legs spread wide, without a word I knelt down, rubbed my face all over Zoey’s young snatch, making her moan and squirm. I took a deep inhale and quivered from her luscious scent.

Standing up, I shoved two fingers into Zoey’s pussy, fucking her hard and fast, she kept going to moan, but there was a lack of sound coming out of her mouth. I fucked her for a good four minutes and right before she climaxed I withdrew my fingers and prevented her from a strong orgasm, almost in pain from not being allowed to come.

“Silly girl. Delinquents don’t get to come.”

“Huh”

“Now grab your stuff and get lost. Oh, and remember, this time next week or else.”

The days that followed, Zoey had really cleaned up her act, helping the other students with their work, being respectful in class. A bit of discipline can lead to great things.

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Rebecca’s ached all over from the mauling she had received the night before and as she watched Tracy remove her coat she winced slightly as she moved in the seat and felt the soreness in her pussy and ass from the brutal fuckings they had received.

“Are you OK?” said Tracy, concerned at the flash of pain on Rebecca’s face.

“I’m fine, more importantly, how are you? How are you feeling about our second session?”

After a while, Rebecca opened her pad as she still liked to take notes even though the sessions were recorded and also, she preprepared certain questions she wanted to ask.

“So where did you and Stuart meet?”

Tracy explained how they went to University together and although taking different subjects they seemed to move in the same social circles. Tracy had grown up inheriting her Father’s love of Rugby and naturally, she followed the University Rugby team, where Stuart was a rising star. She was a bit of a novelty in the bar afterwards and the boys flocked around her, becoming even more of a legend when she sang along to the lewd songs she had learnt from her father when her mother wasn’t listening. It was perfectly natural that the two drifted together and became friends first, drinking after Stuart had played in a match, watching international games together and then as lovers following on from a drunken evening out. They had their ups and downs and even spilt up on a couple of occasions but always ended up getting back together.

“Were you ever unfaithful to Stuart?”

“No,” came the instant retort followed by a pause before Tracy said quietly, “well not really unfaithful as we were on a break and it was just a one-night stand which I hated.”

“Who was it with?” Rebecca said noticing that Tracy’s hand had started gripping her fingers in her ‘tell’ showing that she was hiding something.

“It was at a party,” Tracy said blushing, her fingers almost turning white where she was gripping them so much, “she forced herself on me.”

Rebecca kept her face impassive as she registered the word ‘she’ and just nodded and murmured in encouragement for Tracy to go on.

Tracy described how she went to the party that a lot of the young female students attended along with the more experienced and older lesbians from the local area. It was well known that it was a ‘pick up’ opportunity but Tracy claimed she went there out of pure curiosity and had no intention of taking part. While she was there a slightly older lesbian called Victoria, spiked her drink and virtually raped her.

“Her hands were everywhere, touching me where one woman should never touch another woman, I tried to fight her off as much as I could but I was helpless.”

Rebecca wanted to scream and ask her if she hadn’t enjoyed it just a little bit but instead asked, “Did you tell Stuart?”

At this point, Tracy stopped wringing her fingers and visibly relaxed.

“I told Stuart how awful it was and he believed me.”

Rebecca made a mental note to return to this subject at a later time as everything wasn’t quite ringing true.

The rest of the session went along without any real incident as Tracy described how she and Stuart married was happy in his job working for the investment department of a well-known Bank. Tracy started her career as a chemical scientist before taking a career break to bring up their one daughter and then returning to it once her daughter started school. They both seemed devoted parents as their daughter was growing up, and they were the life and soul of parties and social groups, even more so once their daughter went to university. Their weekends were full of normal hobbies, his rugby and sports, her’s rugby and gardening and life was treating them well until that fateful day.

It started with what they thought were bad colds which they both seemed to recover from until a few days later Stuart started getting breathing difficulties. On that fateful Friday night, he was taken away in an ambulance and by a week on Saturday, he was gone.

“I didn’t even get to say goodbye,” Tracy said in a voice devoid of any emotion. “Since then, I just don’t care anymore, I don’t cry, I just don’t care.”

“I think we should leave it there and talk again next week,” Rebecca said as she handed Tracy her coat, trying to resist the urge to wrap her arms around her and cuddle her tightly.

*****

“Please take a seat,” said Rebecca mentally undressing Tracy and then having to turn away before her face revealed her thoughts. The two chatted for a few minutes and Rebecca steered the conversation round to hypnotherapy.

“As I said in our first session, the two main things I deal with are analysis and therapy.” Tracy nodded as Rebecca went on, “hypnosis is very useful to uncover the root cause of things that trouble us and is a useful step towards dealing with them.”

“You couldn’t sort out stopping me biting my nails,” Tracy said nervously as she lay on the couch and found herself staring at Rebeccas’s neatly altyazılı porno crossed ankles that cumulated in her feet being encased in what looked like an expensive pair of patent leather court shoes.

Rebecca watched as Tracy drifted into a trance and relax as she started to probe about her relationship with her daughter. Tracy described how the relationship between them was strained as her daughter wanted to move on with her life and bitterly accused her mother of wanting to wallow in the past. This, in turn, had led to some harsh words and neither seemed to know the way back. Rebecca made a note on her pad to suggest to Tracy that she ask for her daughter’s assistance to clear out some of Stuart’s old stuff and she was sure that once they worked on this together they could find a way to rebuild their relationship, but first, she had to find a way to help Tracy move on.

“Tell me about this lesbian Victoria,” Rebecca said softly, “Describe the evening and explain how you felt.”

Settling back in her chair Rebbca listened as Tracy started to describe the evening in her melodic accent.

“Well with me and Stuart on a break I decided I was going to spread my wings a little and I had been invited to a party at Victoria’s. Everyone knew she was a lesbian, in fact, I knew there would only be women there. I decided if I was going to get my pussy licked by another woman then it was going to be done by an expert.”

Rebecca sat upright in her chair and flicked through her notes to the last session, there clearly underlined was the comment ‘Her hands were everywhere, touching me where one woman should never touch another woman, I tried to fight her off as much as I could but I was helpless.’ Scrawled in the margin was a note, ‘helpless or willing????’ Rebecca closed her note pad and settled back to listen intently, knowing the conversation would be available for later review, and gently she encouraged Tracy to go on.

Tracy described how she had got carefully dressed and taken extra care with her makeup to look as alluring to Victoria as she could. It was very clear from the way Tracy spoke that she had her heart set on ending up with Victoria and not the other way round as she had originally portrayed herself as the innocent victim.

“So what happened when you got to the party?” Rebecca said as she made a note of the time and became lost in Tracy’s words as she described the rest of that evening.

A few minutes later Rebecca came out of a daze, the evocative descriptions from Tracy had caused her to become lost in the mental pictures her words had conjured up and she had to struggle for a brief moment to bring herself back to reality.

“I didn’t know what to do when I next saw Stuart who pleaded with me for us to get back together. I had to tell him in case anyone else mentioned it but I also had to tell him I hated it otherwise he might have worried. I kept meaning to tell him the truth but never quite got round to it and then after we were married decided I never need to tell him as it was all in the past.”

Tracy finished and went quiet and Rebecca tried to make a reassuring noise but had to take a sip of water to wet her parched throat, her throat may have been dry but other parts certainly weren’t. She had to squeeze her thighs together to stop herself opening her legs and touching herself and she was certain that surely Tracy would be able to detect her scent as she was that aroused. Rebecca remained breathless as she bought Tracy out of the trance and for a moment didn’t trust herself to stand in case her legs gave way. Then Tracy’s soft voice snapped her back into focus.

“Hope that was useful to you.” Tracy said with her shy smile, “And what about our final session Rebecca?”

Rebecca was almost lost for words, her thoughts were still filled with the vivid scene Tracy had just described, one that she wanted to play again in private.

“Why don’t we move from analysis to therapy,” Rebecca said with a smile, “We could go for dinner and drinks, my expense of course and discuss the future. I will pick you up at eight on Friday if that works?”

Tracy nodded agreement and removing an old-fashioned diary from her bag, carefully wrote it in, her tongue sticking from the side of her mouth in such a cute way that Rebecca had to fight the urge to shower her face with a thousand kisses.

“This won’t be our final session, of course, let’s just call it a pleasant distraction, we can agree to the date of your final session over dinner.”

After Tracy had left Rebecca packed her stuff quickly, muttering to herself that it was acceptable ethics to take a client out for a meal as it was therapy after all, even if her thoughts were very different to those laid down by the professional code of conduct.

*****

Rebecca settled into the comfy chair in her apartment and opened her laptop, navigating quickly to the audio file she wanted from earlier in the day. Glancing at her notes she moved the slider to the zenci porno time stamp 15:13 and pressed play, the laptop connecting to the speakers in the room instantly.

Rebecca heard her own voice say, “So what happened when you got to the party?”

Rebecca allowed the robe she had changed into to fall open revealing her naked body and lifting her legs to the coffee table she started to tease her nipples with one hand while the other sought her aching clit as the sound of Tracy’s soft voice filled the room.

“Well, when I got there she was standing on the other side of the room, surrounded by a couple of giggling girls. Older women were dancing with some of the students and the way their hands were wandering over each other’s bodies it wasn’t platonic. As I watched two women were locked in a passionate kiss with their hands down each other’s jeans and I knew I had come to the right place. Standing within a few feet I could hear one of the women moaning as the other one forced her hand deeper inside her jeans and by the movements of her arm was fingering her. I could feel my pussy getting wetter as I watched the show and then an arm snaked around my waist and I found that Victoria had moved to stand next to me, admiring the soft porn show in front of us.”

Tracy’s voice paused as she swallowed before she went on, “so Victoria says, oh you must be that pretty little 2nd year dating the big beefy rugby player. I am surprised you came but glad you did you might learn a thing or two. Then she laughed, it was a nice enough laugh but at the same time it kind of cut me out as if to say I wouldn’t really understand.”

Rebecca rolled her nipple sending pleasure waves through herself as Tracy went on.

“I replied with, well me and Stuart are no more and if I am going to learn anything who better to teach me than you? I wasn’t sure how she was going to react but one look at her eyes and I knew that tonight was going to be the night. Ignoring the other girls she moved very close to me and ran her nail down my arm, sending shivers through me as she whispered, ‘I love a willing student but wonder how experienced you are.’ Her eyes nearly popped out of her head as I stuttered back almost shamefaced that this would be my first time.”

Rebecca bit her lip at the sweet recollection of the ‘straights’ she had seduced over the years and the sheer pleasure of hearing them orgasm for the first time on another woman’s fingers or lips. She felt her temperature rise and she was panting slightly as Tracy continued.

“Well there is no time like the present for your first lesson, she said and pulled me gently to her adjacent bedroom, kissing me passionately on the lips. I had been used to Stuart’s manly kisses which were nice but nothing could have prepared me for my first kiss with another woman. Her lips were so soft and though forceful in her pressure it wasn’t the mauling that Stuart often gave when he tried to remove whatever he feared was stuck in my throat with his tongue. Victoria’s tongue was like a timid bird fluttering in my mouth, darting in and out, running over my teeth and sending me wild.”

Rebecca had maintained the manipulation of her clit with one hand but her other had left her nipple and she inserted a finger deep into her bubbling pussy as Tracy spoke.

“My clothes seemed to fall off, there was no discernable pause, she just kissed and as she did she slowly stripped me until I was naked beneath her. Somehow she had become naked as well and her hands roamed over my body touching me like I was an instrument that she was determined to coax not just a tune from, but a full-blown symphony. Her fingers touched every inch of my flesh for a fleeting moment and as fast as it registered where she was touching they moved on. Her delicate touch caressed my breasts and the scrape of her nail across each nipple was driving me mad, making me wetter and wetter. Finally, when she traced her nail, that instrument of torture yet ultimate pleasure giver, down my belly and teased my clit, I could feel myself arching off the bed to meet her fingers, begging her to slip them inside, which she duly obliged.”

Rebecca was panting as she listened to the words and in her head she pictured sweet Tracy being seduced by the slightly older Victoria and at the same time, the faces and bodies became that of her and Joanne during the first time Rebecca seduced her. This picture then dissolved into her and Tracy locked in sapphic love.

“Her finger twisted and rolled inside me as her mouth showered kisses over every inch of my skin, her tongue traced over my body bringing goosebumps to each point it touched until I could feel her body resting between my thighs. Her breath soft on my skin as it almost seemed to caress as her mouth moved closer to my wetness and then the very tip of her tongue tickled my clit, I swear I thought at that very moment my body would explode.”

Rebecca was twisting her clit as she listened to the voice sliding aldatma porno like silk from the speakers, her other hand was now pumping two fingers in and out in a steady rhythm, the sound of Rebecca’s squelching pussy mingling with Tracy’s words.

“Stuart was always eager to please me orally, but nothing has ever compared before or since to Victoria’s mouth. Like angels playing a tune across my lips and when her finger wasn’t inside me her tongue was while her fingers replaced her tongue in torturing my clit. Her lips returned to my clit in earnest as she drove two fingers in and out, curling them inside to touch me in a place I have never been touched before or since. As I arched up off the bed screaming in orgasm I remember digging my nails into her back and screaming in pure ecstasy, not caring what the guests just outside the door thought of what was happening.”

In sympathetic synchronisation Rebecca arched up off the chair, moaning loudly herself in orgasm as her body shook and convulsed. Slumping back sated for a moment Tracy’s voice continued.

“I was twitching like a fish as Victoria moved on top of me until her pussy was positioned above my face. I could feel the heat emanating from her body and the heady aroma of her arousal filled my nostrils. I had never been this close to any pussy and the only thing screaming in my brain was to lick, to give her pleasure as she had given me. By lowering herself and adjusting her pace and pressure Victoria was able to grind her pussy into my mouth while all I could do was lick eagerly at whatever part came into contact. Her knees pinned my arms and I was powerless to control the situation as she used my mouth to drive herself to an orgasm. When she came it was almost as a surprise as she made hardly any noise but the sudden increase of fluid into my mouth told me what was happening. Her juices to this point were like bittersweet nectar on my tongue but now they became stronger as they gushed into my mouth, the choice as to whether I was going to swallow or not wasn’t in question.”

Rebbecca found herself starting to build to another orgasm as she pictured the scene and her mental picture switched between grinding her own pussy down onto Tracy’s mouth or having Tracy do the same to her. The room was heady with her scent as Tracy went on.

“Our bodies were slick with sweat as Victoria moved like a snake twisting herself from pinning my arms until she was between my thighs with one of her legs under my body and the other over the top, with my legs mirroring hers. This position had us pressed together like a pair of scissors, our pussies touching as Victoria gripped and started to grind herself onto me. The sensation of her wet pussy sliding and pressing over mine was incredible and then she slipped a hand between our writhing bodies and her fingers rolled across me sending shock waves as they touched a sensitive spot. At one point her fingers slipped inside me, then next across my clit until finally bending forward as she ground her hips she slid a finger deep into my ass.”

Rebecca found she didn’t have enough hands as she tried to manipulate her clit, finger her pussy and trying to penetrate her own ass, almost sobbing with frustration as switched between the three. Eventually, like a contortionist, she managed to finger her ass with one hand, while using the other hand to finger her pussy with her palm mashed against her clit.

“I was an anal virgin back then, so the shock was immense but after a very quick adjustment to the burning sensation, I found myself liking the feeling. I swear I could feel her juices squirt into me as I pushed back to her grinding so forcing her finger into my ass.”

Rebecca convulsed as the second huge orgasm of the evening rushed through her and she had to remove one of her hands to steady herself before she fell to the floor. Slumping down into the chair Rebecca’s chest heaved noisily as she tried to force air back into her lungs.

“She left me naked in her bedroom as she dressed and rejoined her party and I didn’t know what to do. Part of me was in shock as I had never cum that much in my life, and never have since, another part of me just wanted to run away as I felt like I had just been used. In the end, I just found my clothes and left the party quietly, my head a mix of emotions between elation and shame. I didn’t know what to do when I next saw Stuart the next day who pleaded with me for us to get back together. I had to tell him something in case anyone else mentioned it but felt I had to tell Stuart I hated it otherwise he might have worried. I kept meaning to tell him the truth but never quite got round to it and then after we were married decided I never need to tell him as it was a thing of the past.”

Rebecca switched off the recording and stood on unsteady legs, holding onto the back of the chair for a moment to make sure she didn’t collapse. Picking up her robe from where she had discarded it earlier she didn’t bother putting it on but just held it in her hand as she moved to her bedroom to fall asleep happy for the first time in many years. Just as she drifted off to sleep Joanne’s face appeared before her eyes and seemed to whisper to her, “I love you, I always will but this is your second chance and I want to take it.”

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Tess had been awake for about an hour but had not even though about getting dressed for the day. She was still in her Tee and a long legged cotton short outfit. She had many such sets, only because they were necessary to conceal her substantial endowment.

Claire finally stirred in her own bed, first extending her legs out straight and then her arms up over her head. She rubbed her eyes and then felt someone close to her, very close. Last night flashed back to her like a thunderbolt. My god had she really allowed all of that to happen to her. What the hell was she doing? She must be nuts. She would never be able to explain any of that to her friends and certainly not her family. They would never understand.

Tess knelt next to Claire’s bed with her mouth to her ear. She whispered softly. “Good morning sweetie. Sleep well?”

Claire was at a loss for what to say. “Look, Tess, I can’t believe what we did last night. I’m sorry I didn’t stop it. You have to understand; I’m just not like that. We really need to talk about how we proceed from here on because that can’t happen again.”

Tess was looking at her, still very close to her. Tess raised her hands and cupped Claire’s face. She pulled Claire up to meet her lips and she kissed her. She kissed her softly, gently and completely and Claire’s head was spinning once again. “Lets not say those things anymore.”

Claire said. “Tess, we can’t, we just can’t.”

“Lets not say those things anymore.” Tess repeated

‘You have to listen to me Tess……..”

Tess took Claire’s right arm and pulled her head gently to the side of the bed then took her legs and pushed them so Clair lay crosswise on her bed on her back. Tess reached up and took hold of Clair’s pajama top at her waist and pulled it up Claire’s body and over her head and off, tossing it to the floor.

“Please Tess…we have to talk….you just can’t do this to me.” Claire was pleading.

“Lets not say those things anymore.” Tess was kneeling over Claire’s head and looking directly into her eyes. Tess kissed Claire’s lips xnxx and over her face and down her neck to her chest, licking her breasts and sucking her nipples.

Tess stood and stuck her thumbs into the top of her shorts and slid them over her hips and to the floor and stepped out of them, kicking them to the aside.

“God Tess this has to stop now.” Claire was pleading.

Tess stroked her penis and Claire watched as it began to rise and lengthen. The head was growing darker. More purple. Tess slid her hands under Claire’s back and hooked her fingers under her arms. “Come to me sweetie and lets have no more about ending this.” Tess looked her in the eyes as she spoke in a firm strong voice. “Do we understand each other Claire?”

Claire was staring at Tess not speaking. Tears started to run down the sides of her face and she was sobbing.

Tess spoke. “Claire, I need to know you understand?”

Claire nodded and wept. “I need you to tell me Claire.”

Between sobs Claire said. “I won’t say it any more.” she was weeping now

“Won’t say what Claire?” Tess was insisting on an answer

Claire wiped her eyes. “I won’t say n..nn….no.” she cried.

Put your hands down Claire, down to your sides.” Tess still had her hands under Claire and she began to pull her off of the bed. When Claire’s shoulders were completely hanging over the edge of the bed Tess took Claire’s head in her hands and kissed her deeply. She used her tongue to explore Claire’s mouth. She ran it over Claire’s teeth and let their tongues twist together. “Lets not say those things anymore.” Tess said.

Tess ran her hands down Claire’s upper body, massaging her breasts, her sides, her neck then her fingers hooked under Claire’s chin and pushed it back so Claire’s head was hanging down over the side of the bed.

Tess slowly rose and that’s when Claire’s lips felt Tess’s cock and she turned her head away to the side.

Tess spoke softly to Claire as her fingers were placed on the side or her face and it was turned back to meet Tess’s cock once again. bakire porno “You will not turn away from me again.” She had gripped Claire’s jaw and pointed her mouth toward her cock and leaned in

Claire let her lips part and felt the purple knob push her mouth open.

Tess was on her tiptoes with her legs spread far apart and away from the bed. It was like she was ready to do pushups. She placed her hands on either side of Claire near her waist.

Tess arched her back sending her cock into Claire’s mouth but her head never moved. Claire met her invasion with flowing tears. Tess rocked forward till there was resistance and withdrew. Then she pushed again each time entering Claire’s mouth a little farther.

“I love your mouth Claire. I knew it last night as soon as I felt you mouth on me. I knew we would be doing this often. I feel like I could do this all day. Maybe I will.” Tess began to increase her thrusts, pushing harder, inserting more cock into Claire’s mouth each time. She started to pull her cock all the way out to the head, hold it there watching Claire’s face then sliding it back into her. And each time when Claire would moan from being too full, Tess would push and Claire would find a way to accommodate a little more cock in her mouth.

She was pleading to Tess with her eyes. And Tess was pumping her cock with ever increasing speed and vigor. Tess watched, just as she reached the back of Claire’s throat, there was three inches remaining unloved. She held her cock there and Claire took to breathing through her nose. “That’s my sweetie. Now lets try working together Claire. When you feel me entering you this time I want you to take a deep breath and hold it.”

The look of real fright spread across Claire’s face. “She shook her head sideways.”

“Now what did we decide about your saying no to me.” Tess asked and pulled her cock out of Claire’s mouth and rubbed it over her face. “Deep breath now sweetie.” And Tess pushed her cock into Claire and when it reached the back of her throat she had put bedava porno one hand on Claire’s forehead and now forced it back against the side of the mattress allowing a better angle for her cock to invade Claire’s windpipe.

Claire shuddered and Tess started to withdraw. “You’re being a good girl now sweetie.”

Out to the head then in till her mound rubbed against Claire’s chin.

Tess picked up her pace. Claire was breathing, swallowing, gasping and breathing again. Over and over Tess was fucking her mouth now. Relishing the feelings of her cock sliding all the way down Claire’s throat. Riding the high she was getting from watching 10 inches of fat cock disappear into Claire’s mouth.

The sensations starting from deep inside her, in her belly were coming all too soon. She wanted to continue to fuck Claire, to feed her more cock. She could not get enough of her. But that feeling, that other need would not be denied and was rapidly boiling to the surface.

“Here sweetie, you get to suck my cum again, just like last night. This time I have you in a better position. I don’t want you to waste any this time. OK sweetie?” Tess had withdrawn about half of her member and Claire was starting to slurp on what remained just like she had done last night. “My god sweetie,” Tess said your going to cum with me again. That makes it even better.”

Tess moaned and Claire moaned and Tess’s seed began to flow up the long tube that ran along the underside of her cock. When she grunted the first time Claire was treated with the rush of warm seed flowing into her mouth. She gathered it up and swallowed and a second flow erupted into her mouth. It continued a total of sixteen times. Tess was counting again. She always did. And also, as she always did, when she had finished she left her cock planted in her oral lovers mouth for a few more minutes just rocking her hips and feeling Claire’s tongue caress the big purple head.

When Tess finally withdrew for the last time she simply turned and walked to her bed, flopped down on her back and tried to sleep.

Some time later she heard Claire get up and walk to the bathroom. She opened her eyes and looked up just as Claire entered the bath and closed the door. Claire’s left hand held the doorknob; her right hand was rubbing her the back of her neck.

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All characters in this story ar either 18 or older. This story contains blackmail, if you are uncomfortable with this subject, I suggest you skip this video.

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Eight years ago, I got a job at a high school teaching kids from eleven to eighteen. But, I mostly teach the sixth form and have few interactions with the other students apart from one. A girl called Zoey, had quite the reputation for causing trouble, I had heard stories from my colleagues about how she: threw a water balloon of ink at a teacher; would write on the walls and just being a right twat.

Zoey, was now in sixth form doing her A levels, which meant i had to deal with the spawn of satan. Being one of the oldest, Zoey had already turned eighteen and now more than ever thought she was queen of the world. I’m thirty-six, I just can’t be dealing with that sort of crap, I just want the students to have the best chance. So I made a plan that would change her, at least until she out of my hair.

For the past three weeks, I have been gathering data on the delinquent, taking photographs of her; assaulting her classmates, disturbing class, stealing lunch money and other horrible things. Once I thought I had enough to go on, I decided to move forward with my plan. One day I was just wrapping up the lesson with Zoey in the room.

“Alright everyone, except Zoey, may leave. Remember to bring your homework.”

“Yes, miss.” They all said before exiting

Zoey tried to leave. “Sit down young lady, I told you to wait.”

“Miss I haven’t got time, for you to lecture me on how I’ve been bad.”

“SIT DOWN!” she sheepishly sat on her chair.

“I have had enough of your foul behavior, it is time you learnt your lesson.”

“I-I”

“I’m talking, you shut your mouth! These porno izle are pictures I have taken from the past few weeks, it shows you stealing, assaulting and vandalising. These are crimes young lady.”

“Wait, what?”

“You heard. Your eighteen hun, that means you’re looking at jail time for this as I have evidence. I am giving this to the police.”

She burst into tears in front of me, the big tough girl crying.

“PLEASE! Please I don’t want to go to prison” tears streaming from her face.

“I just don’t know what I can do, any punishment we give you, doesn’t seem to get through your skull.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I-I will do anything you want.”

“You should be careful on how you phrase things.”

“I will do, ANYTHING!” Zoey seemed very desperate.

“Anything?”

“Anything.”

“Fine, then lock the door and close the blind.”

“What?”

“MOVE YOUR ARSE!” Zoey jumped out of her skin then ran to do as I commanded.

I thought long and hard, while circling her, then finally coming up with an idea. “Have you ever heard of corporal punishment, Zoey?”

“No. What is it?”

“Oh, you’ll find out soon enough. Put your hands on the desk and bend over.”

“What?”

“Say what, one more time and I go to the police. Bend over and put your hands on the desk.” As I saw Zoey’s perfect young booty stick out, I bit my lip and twisted my hair a little. SMACK! I struck her butt nice and firm.

“Ouch! What the hell?”

“That, is corporal punishment, now either we do this or I go to the police.”

“Not the police, please!”

“Then you are going to get spanked and you’re going to count each one and say thank you miss. Understand.”

“Yes, miss.”

Smack. “One, thank brazzers you miss.” Smack. “Two, thank you miss.” Smack. “Three, thank you miss.” I continued until she counted twenty. I was happy, but my fun was far from over. I planted my butt on the edge of my desk and told Zoey to get down on her knees.

“I’ve had a very trying day, I want you yo take my shoes off”

“Yes, miss.” Slipping my feet out of my pretty shoes.

“Now, kiss my feet.”

“Wha-yes, miss.” remembering what will happen if she says what again. Her soft lips, ran all along the tops of my feet, tenderly kissing them. “Don’t forget, my toes.” Her face moving down to suck each toe and licking the gaps, thinking to myself, ‘this skank, will learn her place.’

“Kiss my ankle.”

“Yes, miss.” moving up a little making out with my foot. I grinned.

“A little higher.”

“Yes, miss.” making her way to just below my knee.

“Higher.” Going above my knee, no answer, just doing as I say. I grinned even more.

“Higher.” kissing my thighs still moving up on my leg until her face was inches away from my pussy.

“M-miss, that’s your knickers.” SMACK! I slapped her hard across the face. “Then you don’t mind me going to the police you little bitch.”

Hand on the cheek, “no, I don’t want to you to go to the police. But I-I’m not a lesbian.”

“Neither am I, I have a husband, who I wouldn’t give up for the world, but I still like to play with girls” Taking my knickers off. “Now you either lick me right now, or we are done here. Zoey dropped to her knees and stuck out her tongue.

“Yes, that’s right, I own you skank.” Zoey danced her tongue on my clit, then from time to time kissing it, moving to my lips, then to my opening and back fake taxi porno to dancing her tongue. My juices streaming, flooding her face and then, I came, squirting my fluid on her face and across the room.

“Strip.”

“But, miss.” slapping her across the face again. “I said strip.”

Zoey, slowly undid her tie, letting it fall to the ground, then concentrated on undoing her shirt going from button to button finally, revealing her pink, flowery bra and dropping her white shirt. She looked at me.

“Continue.” Zoey then reached for her black pleated skirt, sliding the zipper down and pushed down her skirt. There she was, standing in front of me in her underwear. “Turn around” wanting to get a look at her ass. “Continue.”reaching her hand behind her back unfastening the strap leaning forward for the bra to drop. Zoey slid her finger into the side of her panties, slowly pulling them down and stepping out of them.

My toy was ready, Zoey was completely naked my eyes firmly locked onto her petite, small, young butt. I ran my hands all over my dessert, groping Zoey’s ass, pinching her nipple, slightly digging my teeth into her arse cheek. I laid her flat on my desk, legs spread wide, without a word I knelt down, rubbed my face all over Zoey’s young snatch, making her moan and squirm. I took a deep inhale and quivered from her luscious scent.

Standing up, I shoved two fingers into Zoey’s pussy, fucking her hard and fast, she kept going to moan, but there was a lack of sound coming out of her mouth. I fucked her for a good four minutes and right before she climaxed I withdrew my fingers and prevented her from a strong orgasm, almost in pain from not being allowed to come.

“Silly girl. Delinquents don’t get to come.”

“Huh”

“Now grab your stuff and get lost. Oh, and remember, this time next week or else.”

The days that followed, Zoey had really cleaned up her act, helping the other students with their work, being respectful in class. A bit of discipline can lead to great things.

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?”?Happy Valentine’s Day, ??baby?!”

Lilly squeezed Dani’s thigh, as she pulled into the long private drive leading up to the Victorian mansion she had rented for their special weekend.? ?For the last year,? ?the two women had made each other very happy—? ?especially in the bedroom.? ?Introduced by a mutual ex-girlfriend last Valentine’s Day,? ?they found no end to the things they had in common,? ?including a love of Victorian role play,? ?southern Gothic horror,? ?and a near limitless thirst for pleasure.? ?When Lilly saw the ad for a special play rental,? ?she didn’t think twice about maxing her Master Card to make it happen.? ?She couldn’t help but envision a TV commercial, and ran the scene in her head–? ?Cost of Karma Sutra Weekender kit,? ?$29.99?; ?cost of new toys,? ?$255?; ?cost of rental,? ?$1,500?; ?the look on Dani’s face when she is cumming harder than she’s ever dreamt possible?? ?Priceless.

Dani’s eyes were wide with wonder at the idea of playing for the weekend—? ?she couldn’t believe her good fortune at finding another woman who would want to go the whole route.? ?Sure,? ?she’d had some girlfriends who would agree to spank her now and then,? ?or may even appreciate her wearing the corset,? ?and calling them Mistress,? ?but none of it seemed to ignite their flame.? ?They seemed more like they were doing it as a favor to Dani.? ?But Lilly–? ?damn,? ?it’s like they were made for each other.?

Lilly parked the car and proceeded straight away to get out,? ?picking up the suitcase and overnight bags from the trunk.? ?Dani sat transfixed,? ?eyes wide with excitement.

Lilly walked to Dani’s door and swung it open,? ?eyebrow arched.? “?Why are you keeping me waiting??” ?Lilly’s sharp tone brought Dani back to the present,? “?Sorry,? ?Mistress.?” ?She hurried out of the car,? ?eyes down turned,? ?and in a posture most contrite,? ?hoping to make amends for her lapse of attention.?

They walked up on the grand porch that wrapped around the front side of the mansion.? ?Getting to the front door,? ?Lilly worked the combination on the lock box to retrieve the house key.? ?She heard the heavy bolt slide and walked in.

The walls of the foyer were papered in a deep red? brocade,? ?heavy burgundy velvet curtains? ?draped the entrance into the parlor.? ?The women walked in quiet awe for a moment,? ?taking in the visual grandeur.? ?The smell of roses and violets wafted pleasingly through the warm air.? ?Dani could already feel herself getting flushed at the thought of the? three ?days ahead–? ?she was the proverbial kid in the candy shop.?

?Lilly was delighted? ?—? ?it was going to be every bit as good as she thought.? ?She had noticed that Dani was flushed and breathing kind of heavily–? ?and they were only several feet into the house.? ?The parlor? ?continued the lush décor of brocade and velvets.? ?There were matching velvet chairs, and a love seat? ?with dark wood legs, carved to look like the talons of a gryphon.? ?There was a wrought iron candelabra, standing more than? ?4? ?feet tall in the corner,? ?holding seven red tapers.? ?Lilly bit her lower lip in anticipation as she pictured Dani tied sweetly to the love seat,? ?pleading for release.? ?She shook her head to clear the vision.?

“Dani,? ?you were thoughtless in the drive,? ?making me wait.? ?You know how I hate that sort of sloppiness.?”

“Yes,? ?Mistress,? ?I am very sorry to have let my attention wander.? ?I was just so taken with the house,? ?Mistress—? ?I won’t let it happen again.?”

“Yes,? ?and to help with that,? ?I think that I should try to impress the importance of this matter into your backside without further ado.? ?Remove your outer garments.?” ?Dani’s hands hurriedly released her from her tailored white blouse and short lacy skirt?; ?she stood before Lilly in her white corset,? ?white garter belt with red ribbons,seamed-stockings,? ?and her three-inch heeled ankle boots.?

“Now, light the candles ?and await my return on your knees,? ?facing away from the door.?” ?With this instruction,? ?Lilly took their bags into the hall closet,? ?finding just the right tools for the moment.? ?She returned with a small tote bag of toys,? to find Dani waiting,? ?just as directed.? ?Lilly grabbed a handful of Dani’s hair and pulled her forward,? ?Dani scrambling to keep up.? ?She pushed Dani face down on a velvet foot rest,? ?and pulled her arms sharply back,? ?tying her wrists together with a length of white cloth from the tote.? ?When her hands were bound,? ?Lilly pushed her forwards,? ?tying her legs spread the width of the stool,? ?Dani’s ass and cunt at the edge? — ?accessible and exposed.?

With no further warning,? ?Lilly repeatedly slapped Dani’s ass, very hard.? ?Dani’s entire body tensed under the assault (?while it is safe to say that Dani anticipated a good hard spanking,? ?she wasn’t expecting it to start with such intensity). ? B?y the sixth slap,? Dani yelped.? ?Lilly continued reddening Dani’s ass until she counted twenty hard slaps,? ?shared porno izle between both cheeks.

?Dani’s ass was a fiery red,? ?and Lilly brought out the stiff bristled brush to add a little texture.? ?Lilly drew the brush down Dani’s ass,? ?deepening the color,? ?and causing Dani to whimper as the tender skin was so roughly abraded.? “?Oh,? ?Dani,? ?your ass is a magnificent fuchsia,? ?darling.? ?Such a nice rosy glow.?” ?Dani was biting her lip to keep from crying out as Lilly pressed hard,? ?scratching into her already sore ass.? ?When the scratching stopped,? ?Lilly’s hard hand came down in another punishing volley of slaps.? ?This time,? ?Dani couldn’t hold back her voice,? ?and screamed out as her ass blazed.? ?After? half ?a dozen slaps,? ?Lilly stopped,? ?and lightly ran her cool hands over Dani’s burning cheeks,? ?bringing forth a deep sigh from Dani.?

As Dani’s body began to relax,? ?Lilly grabbed her by the hair again,? ?and jerked her upright.? ?Dani’s small breasts were well displayed in the half-cups of the corset.? ?Lilly reached around Dani to stroke and caress her breasts,? ?bringing Dani’s nipples out to hardened ruby points.? ?Kneeling behind Dani,? ?Lilly? ?began kissing,? ?sucking,? ?and nipping her neck.? ?Dani drank in her Mistress’s affection,? ?sighing,? “?Oh,? ?Mistress,? ?I love you so—? ?I am yours.? ?Possess me, Mistress–? ?I give myself to you on this Valentine’s Day.?”

“Yes,? ?sweet Dani,? ?I will take you,? ?and bring you to new heights of passion.? ?Before we leave this place,? ?you will feel the keenness of Cupid’s Arrow more sharply than ever before.?” ?Lilly punctuated her claim by pinching Dani’s nipples,? ?tightening her hold and twisting,? ?pulling outward until Dani’s little tits were ?elongated.? “?MMMMmmmmmmm?”?,? ?Dani moaned as her Mistress hurt her tits.? ?She was so turned on,? ?she was afraid her juices would begin to drip from between her outstretched thighs.

Moving around to the side of the stool,? ?Lilly yanked Dani forward by her nipple,? ?pulling her? ?once more,? ?face down.? ?While pinching Dani’s nipple tight in her left hand,? ?she abruptly slapped Dani’s ass with her right.? “?Oh?!!!!!!” ?When Dani’s body tensed and arched with the stinging blow,? ?she inadvertently aided to her own pain by pulling hard on her pinched nipple–? ?and Lilly wasn’t about to let go.?

“Silly girl.?” ?Lilly chided.? “?See what happens when you try to pull away??” ?Lilly twisted Dani’s nipple viciously.? “?Let’s try that again.” Continuing her hold on Dani’s sore nipple,? ?Lilly’s hand came down hard on Dani’s exposed pussy.? ?Dani squealed with the impact,? ?and couldn’t save herself from the tensing and jerking that only added to her discomfort.? ?Again the twisting of her sore nipple brought tears to Dani’s eyes.? ?She wanted to do better,? ?but it was hard not to respond when her Mistress’s hand stung her ass and pussy so?!

Dani tensed all of her muscles,? ?pushing herself down onto the stool,? ?bracing herself for the next stinging slap—? ?which Lilly landed again on her dripping pussy,? ?not a moment later.? ?Dani did much better this time–? ?staying still enough that Lilly felt they could progress to the next steps.

?”?See darling one?? ?It’s all about teaching you to be open to what I bring you,? ?and to trust me.? ?When you resist me,? ?it doesn’t feel good.? ?Certainly that’s easy to understand??”

“Yes,? ?Mistress.? ?I will try not to resist,? ?Mistress,? ?it’s just that sometimes my body? ?–?”

“Hush,? ?you impudent,? ?sniveling thing?! ?You will learn to keep your body under strict control until you have permission to do otherwise?!” ?Pulling Dani’s hair,? ?she jerked her upright.? “?Let’s see if you can stay perfectly still while I warm things up a bit,? ?eh??”

Lilly walked to the candelabra,? ?selecting a taper from the bottom tier.? ?Holding the burning candle,? ?Lilly grabbed a fistful of Dani’s hair and pulled her roughly back,? ?exposing her face,? ?throat and breasts.? “?Now be still….?” ?Lilly crooned to Dani as she started to pour the red melted wax in big drips onto her collarbones.? ?Dani gasped to feel the drops of flame on her tender skin,? ?willing herself to be still and let the sensations pass through her.? ?Lilly was drawing a line of wax down between her little breasts.? ?And though she did not move,? ?she could not suppress a scream as Lilly target the molten drops at her already tortured nipples.? “?Ayyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeeee,? ?oh Mistress?!! ?Oh lord,? ?Mistress,? ?it burns?!!!”

Lilly smiled.

?”?That’s right,? ?Dani,? ?love burns.? ?The love you have for me burns in your breast,? ?always–? ?now it is made tangible.? ?Look at your love for me?!” ?Lilly shoved Dani’s head forward,? ?and Dani saw the peaks of wax covering her ruby tips—? ?the lines of wax outlining her collarbones and breastbone.? ?The red wax against Dani’s ultra pale white skin reminded her of a sort of Valentine’s Greeting,? ?and realized that this was exactly what Lilly intended.

?”?Thank brazzers you for the beautiful Valentine’s greeting,? ?Mistress.?”

Quite pleased with her handiwork,? ?Lilly responding by kissing Dani hard.? ?Lilly’s tongue urgent,? ?probing?; ?her teeth nipping hard at Dani’s lips.

At the end of the kiss,? ?Lilly cut the bonds holding Dani’s legs in place and pulled her to her feet.? ?Kissing down her neck,? ?her shoulders,? ?Lilly peeled the wax away from Dani’s nipples,? ?as she wanted them exposed for further stimulation.? ?Taking a velvet cloth from the ornate table,? ?Lilly stroked Dani’s little breasts.? ?Dani’s flesh raised with goosebumps as her skin responded to the velvet texture.? ?Lilly caressed Dani’s breasts through the velvet,? ?alternately tickling and pinching her jewel-like nipples.

? ?Dani let out a long, low moan.? ?She felt her juices running freely from her inflamed pussy,? ?and wanted to be taken hard,? ?then and there.? ?But she knew Lilly too well to really expect that?; ?Lilly loved drawing out pleasure,? ?letting it build until there was nothing left to do but explode. Dani closed her eyes, to help concentrate on remaining still.? ?A low moan raised up as Lilly’s mouth gently engulfed her tit and began to suckle gently–? ?first one and then the other,? ?her tongue swirling gently,? ?soothingly,? ?around her very sore nipples.? “?Ohhhh—? ?oooooooohhhmmmmmmmm?”?.? ?Dani’s pussy was so swollen,? ?her need was all consuming—-? ?face flushed,? ?she whispered,? “?Oh dearest Mistress,? ?you’re bringing me such pleasure.? ?Oh,? ?Mistress?! ?I fear you will bring me to the crisis point?!”

“Oh no,? ?my dear,? ?it’s not that time,? ?yet.?” ?Lilly held Dani to her for a moment,? ?and felt her tremble.? “?It’s time to go outside.?”

Lilly led Dani to the garden by her bound wrists,? ?walking up to a section of ornate wrought iron fencing.? ?When they stopped,? ?Lilly cut the binding.? “?Step up,? ?and turn to face me.?” ?Lilly directed,? ?and Dani stepped up on to a horizontal bar running about? six ?inches off of the ground.? ?A second bar ran across the upper part of the fence,? ?about six feet above that.?

Lilly picked up the shackle chained a couple of posts down,? ?and secured Dani’s left ankle.? “?You’re going to have to spread your legs quite wide to reach the other shackle,? ?Dani.?” ?Seeing the other shackle several pickets away,? ?Dani realized that even with both chains fully extended, she had to spread her legs more than three feet apart,? ?straining her upper thighs.? ?Dani complied quickly.? ?Next,? ?Lilly secured Dani’s wrists in similarly placed shackles on the upper rail,? ?pulling her firmly into the classic X position–? ?open and vulnerable.?

?Lilly wasted no time.? ?Her teeth and fingers worked together,? ?quickly biting and pinching all over Dani’s sweet lithe trembling body–? ?nipples,? ?belly,? ?quivering thighs.? ?Her hands delivering alternating gifts of soft caresses and stinging slaps.? ?After several minutes passed,? ?Dani’s pussy was aching with arousal.? ?As much as her chains would allow,? ?Dani’s hips began undulating with wanton need,? ?giving voice to low moans and sighs.? ?Before very long,? ?Lilly returned her attention to Dani’s sensitive nipples,? ?gently licking and kissing one,? ?while her fingers delivered cruel pinches to the other,? ?and again,? ?gently caressing one breast,? ?while sucking at the other so hard she left marks.?

Lilly stepped back to take a long look at Dani.? ?Her beautiful valentine,? ?spread against the imposing wrought iron fence;? ?her pale skin reddened at her belly,? ?breasts and thighs from Lilly’s attentions.? ?She looked into Lilly’s face,? ?her eyes pleading to be taken,? ?to be used and allowed release.? “?Yes,? ?my sweet,? ?I think you are ready for more.?”

?Lilly’s eyes twinkled as she pulled butterfly nipple clamps from her tote bag of toys, between the clamps ran a fine silver chain. ?Lilly attached the calipers of one clamp to Dani’s hardened right nipple. Dani winced,? ?holding her breath,? ?as she watched Lilly repeat the process with her left breast. Lilly reached into the bag again,? ?brought out a little heart shaped box,? ?tied with a pink ribbon.?

“?Happy Valentine’s Day,? ?precious.? ?Shall I open your little box??” ?Lilly smiled at her own pun,? ?and untied the bow.? ?She lifted out a silver heart,? ?studded with glittering clear and red rhinestones.? ?It was solid in construction and weighed eight ounces,? ?with a hook at its top.? ?Lilly took the shiny weight,? ?and hung it on the center of the silver chain between the clamps, causing the calipers to cruelly tighten their hold.? ?Dani moaned as the weight pulled and stretched her tender nipples.? ?Lilly’s mouth covered Dani’s,? ?kissing her deeply.? ?Their tongues darted hungrily into each other.? “?Take me,? ?Mistress–? ?oh beautiful Mistress,? ?I am yours,?” ?Dani whispered in moans through their kisses.?

Lilly spread Dani’s pussy lips open fake taxi porno with one hand,? ?exposing her hot wet clit to the cooling breeze.? ?Lilly slapped Dani’s exposed pussy hard,? ?and again,? ?with little pause in between.? “?Count?!”

“Two,? ?Mistress,? ?thank you?!”

The third came down,? ?and the fourth–? ?Dani calling out the number and thanking her Mistress for each.? ?By the time Dani called out eight,? ?her clit ached,? ?and all of her muscles were straining to tighten,? ?to somehow shield her tenderest areas from such harshness.? ?The ninth was especially hard,? ?and Dani screamed its number and her thanks.? ?The blows stopped,? ?but Lilly kept Dani’s lips spread wide—? ?she dropped to her knees to look closely at Dani’s swollen sex.? ?So wet–? ?juices visibly seeping from her hungry vulnerable pussy.

Dani felt exceptionally exposed,? ?her lips spread,? ?knowing her Mistress was looking so closely,? ?taking in all details of her open juicy sex.? ?There was nothing to distract her from the feeling of being examined–? ?no slaps,? ?no bites,? ?no caresses–? ?just the painful dull pull at her nipples,? ?and the throbbing need deep within her cunt.? ?Feeling so vulnerable,? ?Dani began to visibly shake–? ?Lilly noticed that Dani was holding her breath,? ?waiting to see what happened next.? “?Close your eyes,? ?my sweet.?” ?Lilly watched Dani obey before reaching into the tote to extract the next Valentine’s gift? ?—? ?a very stiff crop with a small leather heart at the end.?

“Oohhhhhhhhhhhhh?!” ?Dani yelped after each of the three rapid blows to her clit,? ?each one delivered a little harder than the last.? ?Dani’s clit was huge,? ?swollen and stiff,? ?sticking well out from its hood.? ?As soon as the third slap was over,? ?Lilly gently licked and soothed Dani’s throbbing button,? ?sucking the sweet jewel into her mouth.? ?Lilly softly swirled her tongue around and around it in loving slow circles.? ?Dani softly mewed,? “?yesssssssssssssssssss,? ?oh,? ?yeaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,?” ?in her wonderful sex kitten voice.? ?Lilly was pleased to see Dani’s hands clenched into fists,? ?her eyes shut tightly,? ?her body held rigid—? ?each sinew taut and waiting for release.

The harsh blows of the crop replaced the soothing strokes of Lilly’s tongue with no warning.? ?Another three blows delivered with no pauses.? “?AAAYYYyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeee,? ?ohhhhhhhhhhh,? ?Misssstreessss?!!! ?You’re making my little pussy sting?!” ?Dani’s legs pulled hard at their restraints,? ?as she wanted to close her thighs together,? ?her body impulsively trying to shield her sore clit.? ?Dani was panting,? ?her rapid breaths causing the weighted heart bauble to sway,? ?which in turn caused the pull on her nipples to grow, and the clamps to pinch harder.

Lilly’s mouth sought out Dani’s throbbing clit once more.? ?This time there was no gentle swirling,? ?no soothing caresses of her Mistress’s tongue to take away the sting.? ?No,? ?this time Lilly was pulling on Dani’s clit,? ?sucking it hard into her mouth,? ?grazing it with her teeth.? ?She sucked harder,? ?Dani felt like her little nubbin was going to explode in Lilly’s mouth.? ?The pulling sensation brought sharp pains throughout her pussy,? ?while the pain? ?/? ?pleasure mix in her clit was nearly unbearable.

?”?AAAhhhhhhhhHHHHHH?!!!!!!!!!!! ?Oh,? ?Mistress?!”

And then,? ?nothing.? ?Lilly stopped touching Dani in any way–? ?denying any sensation but the weight of the cuffs around her ankles and wrists,? ?and the ever present pinching and pulling of the nipple clamps.

?”?It’s time for your final gift. Open your eyes,? ?my love.?”

Dani looked at her Mistress,? ?who was again reaching with her free hand into the tote,? ?and retrieving the last package. “Dani, I give you ?Cupid’s Arrow”.? ?More than a dildo,? Cupid’s Arrow was a work of art.? ?Lilly had ordered it custom from a local artisan,? ?as the lasting souvenir of this Valentine Weekend together.? ?Dani’s eyes opened wide at the sight of the large glass dildo,? ?eight inches long,? ?with a shaft two inches wide.? ?The head of the dildo was an inverted heart,? ?giving it the appearance of a heart tipped arrow.? ?The glass was clear with gold and red swirls inside,? ?catching the light of the afternoon,? ?as Lilly briefly displayed it for Dani’s appreciation.? ?The heart tip was quite bulbous,? ?with the widest part tapering to nearly three inches.? ?Dani loved feeling full,? ?and she especially loved the way glass filled her with its cool,? ?completely unyielding smoothness.?

Dani felt the cold hard tip just nudging at her hot opening.

?”?Happy—?” ?Lilly increased the pressure,? ?and she watched the heart start to open Dani’s sweet pussy.

?”?Valentine’s–?” ?Lilly pushed hard on the dildo,? ?urging the thick head forward past the resistance of Dani’s tight entrance.? “?Ohhhhhhhhhhh,? ?god……? ?yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss?” ?was Dani’s hissed reply as she felt the sharpness of her pussy stretching? ?.?

“Day?!” ?Lilly shoved the dildo in hard,? ?reaching the length of Dani’s pussy,? ?pushing hard against her cervix.? ?She kept the pressure on,? ?unmoving,? ?waiting for Dani’s pussy to stretch lengthwise,? ?to accept the full length of Cupid’s Arrow.?

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For years I’ve been so caught up in my job that I never have time for myself. I must admit I was ecstatic that life was going well for me. I got a promotion, along with a generous pay raise, bought a new house and a new car. Y’all I’m bored as shit. I don’t know the last time I did anything spontaneous. I needed something fun to happen and soon.

A couple friends of mine decided to go to the club and invited me to go along. I’m not really a club person, but it beats sitting in the house watching lifetime all night. I put on my sleek black Ralph Lauren dress that did my body the most good. It accented my cocoa brown skin, 5’4″ frame, thick hips, fat ass and c-cup titties. Trust me my body is fire. Along with my dress, I complimented it with a pair of black Michael Kors heels. I put on a little bit of makeup, straightened my hair, curled the ends and was out the door.

The club was live, the DJ was on point and it was packed with good looking people. Except for this one person. I spotted her from the other end of the bar. Shawty was beyond looking, she was bad as fuck. She was dancing like she was in a music video. From what I could see, she was 5’6″, Latina, with long curly hair and a clingy blue dress with a plunging neckline showing peeks of her breast. It must’ve been all the drinks I had but, this girl was getting my pussy wet. I’ve never looked at a woman like this, but damn I couldn’t help myself for some reason. For a second I thought she was looking at me too. I took two more shots of patron and headed to the ladies room to touch up my makeup.

Five minutes of being in the restroom, the girl had found me in there. Getting a closer look, I saw that she had a fat ass, 34DD titties, thick lips, small waist and some beautiful light brown eyes. There was another girl in there with us. When she left, Ms. Gorgeous followed behind her. Finally a chance for me to breathe…at least that’s what I thought. She had locked the door and came and stood behind me.

“What’s your name?”

I hesitated. “Alyssa.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Honey.”

“Honey?”

“Yes Honey. Don’t I look sweet?”

For a while she was glaring at me through the mirror. As much as I wanted to act tough, this girl had me mesmerized.

“So Alyssa I saw you watching me from across the bar. You want me don’t you?”

“Excuse me, Honey, but what makes you think I’m interested in females?”

“I never said anything about females. I said that you were interested in me, there’s a difference.”

“Look, I’m sure you get your way with people all the time, but I’m not one of those sex izle people. Enjoy your night.”

I tried to get away from her, but she grabbed me and pinned me against the counter. I could feel her breast pressed against my back. Her hands started sliding up my dress and she started kissing on my neck. I tried to suppress a moan, but Honey knew just what buttons to press.

“Now what were you saying Alyssa?”

“I was saying…I can’t do this.”

“What’s stopping you?” She took her finger and slid my thong out of the way. Before I could stop her, she plunged two fingers in my pussy.

“Damn Alyssa, your pussy sure is wet. I know I can make it wetter too.”

“We can’t do this. Other people have to use the restroom and my friends are looking for me.”

“Get rid of them.”

She took a napkin and used her lipstick to write down her number and an address. She kissed me and told me to meet her at the address and call her when I was on the way. Something about her made me want to see what she was about. I never had an attraction to a female, but Honey was an exception. I left my friends at the club, took a cab home, got in my car, and headed over to meet up with Honey. When I got to her house, I rang the doorbell and waited for her to answer. She came to the door in nothing but a black lace bra and panty set.

“Alyssa, I’m glad you came. Come in.”

“I started not to.”

“But I knew you would. Would you like a glass of wine?”

“Please.” In about fifteen minutes of me being there I had already drank three glasses of wine. Honey laughed at my obvious nervousness. She walked up behind me and whispered in my ear, “You don’t have to be nervous baby, just relax.”

She kissed my neck and slowly began to undress me. With her lips heating my skin, I began to relax and let go. I mean I did want something spontaneous to happen and I suppose this was it. After getting my dress off, she guided me to her bedroom. I sat down on the bed and she began to kiss me. Her sweet tongue found its way inside my mouth and sent chills down my spine. She stopped for a second and I found myself wanting to taste more of her. She did a slight chuckle.

“You like tasting my tongue don’t you, mami?” I was too paralyzed from the drinks and her enticing kiss to speak so i nodded my head yes. “Good. Come here.”

She pulled me on top of her and continued to kiss me. I don’t know if it was her or if I was trippin’ from the wine, but her kisses actually tasted like honey. She undid my bra and I took it off and threw it to the side. Her kisses trailed down to fransız porno my neck, where they eventually ended on my nipples. She slowly licked them and slightly bit on them. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had this done to me before, but the way she was doing it was more sensual and much more enticing. Her hands slid down to my waist as she hooked her thumbs on the side of my thong to take them off. I stood up and let them drop to the floor.

“Damn, Alyssa, your body is amazing.” She planted kisses all over my stomach and on my upper thigh, her hands kneading my ass like it was dough. With every kiss and every touch, I felt myself start to relax more. I began to feel like her touch is what I’ve been missing in my life. She propped my left leg up on the bed and squatted down underneath me. Before I could say anything, her tongue had already made contact with my sensitive pussy lips. She stroked my pussy from front to back. I hadn’t realized how long her tongue was until she started french kissin’ my pussy. Honey’s tongue was killing me and she knew it. My breath had gotten caught in my throat multiple times. She had gotten up from between my legs and kissed me again. I have to admit, I’ve tasted myself plenty of times, but I never tasted as sweet as I did coming from Honey’s lips.

“You okay baby?”

“Yes.”

“Take my bra and panties off.” I did what she said. Its like she had me in a trance because I could barely speak, but I did everything she said. She picked me up and laid me across the bed. She positioned herself to lay somewhat on top of me, yet beside me. She brought her fingers up to my mouth and without hesitation I started sucking on them. Somehow its like I already knew what she wanted me to do. Her fingers moved from my mouth down to my pussy. I hadn’t noticed how wet I was until I could hear my juices smacking against me from her fingers. All before I hadn’t said much until now. Honey had found my g spot.

“Oooohhh FUCK!!”

“Feels good don’t it mami?”

“Yessss.”

“You gone come for me baby?”

“Yesssss.”

“Say you’ll come for Honey.”

“Shiiiitttt, Honey I’m bout to come. I’m bout to come.”

“Look at me while you come.” Again I did as she asked. For some reason staring into her light brown eyes took my orgasm to a level I never thought I could reach. My body was convulsing and Honey was kissing me again. “Damn mami, I didn’t peg you for the squirting type.”

“Neither did I,” I replied slightly out of breath.

“You mean to say that’s the first time its ever happened?”

I shook my head teen porno no. She gave me this smile as if to say we were just getting started. She lowered herself between my thighs and started sucking on my clit. The moment her tongue made contact with it I felt like I was going to come again. It took everything in me to fight it because I was determined to enjoy it. The moment I get myself in control she switches up on me, placing her long tongue in my pussy and her fingertips rubbing my clit. I had never felt like this with anyone. The longer this sexcapade went on the more vulnerable I felt. My hands were pulling on her hair as she led me through another orgasm. Again, it was as if I could read her thoughts telling me to look down at her as I came. The way her eyes seemed to flutter when she looked up at me was intense, so intense that I squirted again for the second time. Honey made sure she got every drop of it. Just when I thought it was over, she told me to ride her tongue.

“Honey, I can’t take no more.”

“Come on, Alyssa. One more time. You and I both know that the third time’s the charm.”

Although she spoke with a calm voice, it still held this stern underlying tone to it. She demanded me without raising her voice or doing anything remotely forceful. Why was her subtle get-what-I-want demeanor turning me on so much? She positioned her head on two pillows as I straddled her tongue. Her warm breath against my skin sent multiple shivers up my spine. The speed of her tongue constantly got faster as time went on. Her nails were clawing at my bare ass as I held on to the headboard for my dear life. Then I made the mistake of looking down into her eyes. This time I was looking down at her and it made me feel like I was the one in control. It made me feel like I was the one she needed instead of vice versa. I released my grip of the headboard and grabbed her head pulling it up closer, making her tongue go deeper inside of me. I was riding her tongue like I was on a horse. Something inside me heated up the moment I felt like I was in control, and I took advantage of it. Before I could warn her, I had come again. Trails of my juices were streaming down her chin to her breast. For a moment I stayed sitting on her face until I regained control of my breathing.

“You okay mami?” Honey kissed my inner thighs as i finally slid down and laid on the bed.

“I can’t believe I was so vulnerable.”

“Is that bad?”

“Normally yes, but in this case hell no. You seriously turned me out.”

“I had no choice. There was only one shot to keep you to myself.”

“Oh so you were plotting to keep me to yourself.”

“Maybe. Did it work?”

“Mmm, I’ll let you know when I wake up.” I cuddled up next to her and fell asleep. Let’s just say Honey is still playing for keeps and she’s tasting my honey every chance she gets.

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This happened about two weeks ago. I hope you like hearing about it, because it took me forever to write it, mostly with only one hand. The other hand was…busy…

***

We were fresh out of the shower. Blue dried off first and sat on the edge of the bed, watching me towel my body. I always love to tease her a little, so I wriggled my ass. I hadn’t gotten my hair wet, so I was tossing it around some to get to various parts of my body. It draped down over me and down to my ass, a bit messy, but sometimes I like it that way.

It will be a lot worse when my baby gets done ravaging my body…

I had my legs spread so Baby could see my big pussy lips. I dried off completely, turned around to go hang the towel up, but dropped it on purpose. With my legs spread and my knees straight, I bent over to pick it up with my hair hanging all over in front of me. My ass and my dark-tanned pussy were staring right at Blue.

“Fuck Sunny…you’re such a fucking slut pussy tease.”

I looked at her upside down from between my legs and smiled. She was leaning back on one hand and playing with her pussy. She’s hot as fuck…just incredibly sexy. I told her, “YOUR fucking slut pussy tease, and if I tease you long enough, you’ll fuck yourself to cumming, baby.”

I stood up, throwing all my hair over gerçek porno me, letting it land on my ass. She was really working her pussy…two fingers…her ass off the mattress, fucking her pussy at those thrusting, wiggling fingers. I bent over again, showing her more of my ass and pussy, waggling my ass for her and patting my pussy with my hand.

“Sunny…fuck, baby…”

I stood up again and came to her and she gripped the back of my thigh with her free hand. I bent over with my open mouth on her neck, purring to her…she fucked herself more and I whispered against her ear, “That’s it, baby…come for me…come real good and Baby can have Sunnypussy…”

Baby squealed and her body rocked. Fuck! Did she EVER come!

Only a few seconds passed after her orgasm, and she had both hands on my ass, pulling on me with her mouth open.

“Sunnypussy…give me Sunnypussy…”

I wove my fingers through her hair and rubbed my tummy on her face. “Ooooooooo…Baby like Sunnypussy?”

Trying to scooch down to get to my pussy, she whimpered, “Love Sunnypussy…Sunnypussy is mine…give it to me…”

I gently pushed her onto her back, telling her, “Baby owns Sunnypussy…Baby can have it whenever she wants.”

My pussy was already dripping. A lot. On my gay porno hands and knees with my pussy dripping on her body, I crawled up to her already-open mouth. She was whimpering for my pussy, her head up, wanting to take it as soon as she could. My pussy was now over her mouth and I spread my knees, lowering my pussy to her. She eagerly took it, my outer lips nearly filling her mouth.

“Oooooooohhhhhh…there you go, Baby…Sunnypussy is all yours. Oh fuck…fuck yes…”

I couldn’t reach HER pussy…I badly wanted to give her a good hard fuck!

She reached up quickly, grabbing my ass, desperately trying to pull me lower while devouring me…she sucked hard, seemingly trying to swallow my big, swollen pussylips. I threw all my hair backward, letting it fall on my back and draping over her, my orgasm about to take over my body…

“Ohfuck…ohfuck…ohfuck…

With her nails on my ass in the firm grip of her hands, she sucked my outer lips into her mouth even HARDER, shaking her head and growling from deep in her throat…

“TAKE SUNNYPUSSY, BABY! FUCKFUCKFUCK! I’M ALL YOURS! FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!”

Hard jolts flew through my body in rocking spasms and I came and came and came!

“Oooooooooooohhhhhhh…”

Baby squealed, so delighted evli porno to have my pussy throbbing in her mouth while she took the last of the intense orgasm she’d given me…my arms had collapsed and my forehead was on the mattress and ass was still in the air while she lapped her tongue on my pussy…the pussy she owns…the pussy that belongs only to her.

With my arms and legs loosely wrapped around me, I slid down, my tummy sliding on her pretty face…when our lips met, my smooth thigh was firmly against her pussy. We kissed roughly…deeeeeeeeply…purring and tongue-fucking while Baby fucked herself hard on my thigh, her drenched pussy making lots of deliciously wet sounds…with our mouths tonguefucking, she came hard against my thigh, screaming into my mouth while my arms held her in place.

Our bodies were now thoroughly soaked, wet with the scent of each other. I got two little brown bottles of musk oil and, while Baby lay there relaxing, I drenched her body with it…all of her…then, did the same to myself. This being Friday, we would spend the entire weekend just like this without taking a shower…utterly naked, completely covered with each other’s sex and lots of musk oil.

I pulled the covers over us with my arms and legs wrapped around Blue, the woman who knows exactly how to treat my body.

With both of us about to fall asleep, I tucked her in my tummy, cuddling her against me. She nuzzled my breasts on her way to sleep, murmuring softly, “Sunnypussy is mine…mine…mine…mine…”

Forever, I will love her as she loves me.

The End

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Her fingers slid the length of my pussy, caressing my skin and feeding the hunger that always accompanied her visits. She was fire and ice, cool on the surface but powered underneath by a heat so fierce it seemed to burn me from the inside out.

I craved her touch like I craved air. She was the force that kept me sane and her hands were working miracles on me with every slippery stroke.

“You like that, don’t you?” she asked, her breath hot in my ear.

“Yes,” I hissed. “Don’t stop.”

Her fingers slowed their delicious tease.

“You mean don’t stop this?”

Her low chuckle sent chills up my spine. I knew this dance.

“Please,” I begged.

I was rewarded with a sigh as her fingers began to work on my clit.

She loved to hear me beg for pleasure. There were times I thought she enjoyed that more than what came next.

“Please what?” she asked.

I knew that tone. She was going to make me work for every ounce of pleasure. My clit twitched involuntarily at the thought. It was always so much better when she was in this kind of mood.

“Please fuck me,” I answered, my voice breaking.

She smiled.

On nights like this, she wanted vulgarity. She wanted me to beg her to fuck me and tell her each and every way I wanted it done.

The words seemed to feed her hunger as she fed mine.

“Mmm…,” she murmured, her fingers sliding into me.

“Like this?” she asked as I surged upward, pulling her digits into my cunt.

“Yesss…,” I moaned. “Fill up my cunt, you dirty bitch.”

Her eyes shot to my face and I saw something dark and primal there.

“What did you say?” she asked her voice low and dangerous. She stilled her probing fingers and I almost cried at the loss of motion.

“You heard me,” I answered, meeting her gaze with one of my own. On these nights, I gave as good as I got. “I said ‘Fuck me, you dirty-horny-slutty bitch’.”

Silence filled the room as my words settled around us. She stared me down as she slowly pulled her fingers from my dripping cunt.

“What a filthy mouth you have,” she said. Her voice dropped an octave. “I think we’ll have to do something about that.”

I shuddered. When her voice reached that pitch, the night was about to get very interesting for me.

“Stay still,” she said.

I obeyed but said nothing as she stood and walked to the nightstand. Watching her pull the massive strap on from her bag and step into it was possibly one of the most erotic things I’d ever witnessed.

There was urgency to her movements, but it was accompanied by the same grace that filled every other task she undertook. The contrast between the vulgarity of her actions and the elegance with which porno izle she handled the giant phallus was like a work of art in progress.

As her mesmerizing display came to its conclusion, my arousal reached new heights. She turned to face me and I gasped as she began to stroke the dildo with slow even movements. She didn’t approach me, however. She simply stood where she was, jerking off the huge phallus.

“You asked for this,” she said. It was a question wrapped in a statement.

“It’s so big,” I whispered.

She smiled. That was the answer she hoped I would provide.

“It’s big enough,” she responded as she started toward the bed. She stopped at the edge of the bed with the giant cock wobbling close to my face.

“Take it,” she ordered, shoving the rubber phallus in my direction. “Suck it until I tell you to stop.”

My clit twitched and my nipples hardened as I grasped the cock and parted my lips. I rose on my elbow and took the shaft in my mouth, surprised at how much I wanted to suck her off.

“Good girl,” she hissed. “Suck it.”

The shaft felt good in my hand as I stroked up and down, sucking the tip while looking up at her face. The look I saw there took my arousal to a whole new level.

Her eyes were half-closed and her amazing tits were rising and falling rapidly as her arousal became more and more evident. I might be the submissive one but I had her fully under my control at the moment.

I pulled my lips from the tip of the cock and looked her in the eye.

“You like it when I suck your cock. Don’t you?”

She grimaced and her eyes sharpened.

“I don’t answer your questions, remember. Now, why did you stop? I didn’t give you permission to do that.”

“No. You didn’t,” I conceded. “I’m sorry.”

She liked it when I showed a little humility. Ours wasn’t an extreme dominant-submissive relationship, but we did toy with the lines.

I focused my attention on the fake cock once again and took it as deep into my throat as I could, treating it like a real dick.

I could hear her moan, but I didn’t look up. I was focused on the task at hand. I wanted to see if I could make her cum just by sucking off the strap-on cock. If not, I wanted her to get so excited that she lost control. The sex was always better when I broke her restraint.

She withstood my assault on her cock for a full two minutes before she jerked my head off the shaft and panted, “Stop. Now lie on your back.”

I did as she asked and felt the bed shift as she settled on her knees between my legs. I was dripping wet and aching for her to begin, but instead she stopped with just the head of the shaft resting at the entrance to my throbbing snatch.

I amatör porno pushed forward, hoping to encourage her to slide the big cock deep inside me. Instead, she backed up a fraction of an inch and stopped. It was just enough to keep the cock head poised and rubbing the lips of my aching pussy.

“Wait,” she said.

I groaned. I was tired of waiting. I wanted her to fuck me with the giant cock. I was ready for her to claim my pussy and take me over the edge.

Sensing my frustration, she looked me in the eyes and said, “Patience. I will make it worth the wait. I promise.”

As she spoke, she grabbed the shaft of the cock and began to rub the large rubber head over my clit. A small vein in her neck throbbed as she sped up her ministrations. My senses roared to life as the feel of the cock head rubbing back and forth against my swollen clit began to cause the first twitches of my impending orgasm to surface.

I moaned with the sheer pleasure of it all and she stopped her motion completely.

“No…,” I begged.

She paused for a second more before easing the giant cock into my slick pussy.

“Yessssss…..”

My voice broke and I mumbled incoherently as she filled me up. It was only when I felt the fake balls brush against my cunt lips that she stopped. I’d never felt so full.

“Fuck me,” I demanded, barely recognizing my own voice.

I opened my eyes long enough to meet her gaze.

“Now!”

She laughed, but her body was as tense as mine. She was as close as I was and it would be a photo finish as to who came first.

Every nerve in my body caught fire as she began to move. At first, her strokes were torturously slow and long but it only took a few moments for me to start demanding more.

“Faster,” I grunted, my voice deep and hoarse.

She grunted a reply and increased her speed.

The sensations were incredible. I could hear the sound of my slick cunt as it grabbed and released the huge rubber cock with each thrust. It wasn’t long before coherent thought disappeared and instinct took over.

The monstrous orgasm that shook me to my core lifted me off the bed and buried her even deeper in my slippery cunt. I thrashed and writhed beneath her, incoherent words slipping from my mouth between moans.

When the world faded back into view, I became aware of the fact that she was still buried deep inside me. She had collapsed onto my chest and her glorious tits were pressed hard against mine.

I could feel her heart pounding with unbelievable speed as she fought to catch her breath. I suddenly had the overwhelming urge to taste her beautiful pussy and bring her to the same kind of mind anal porno blowing orgasm she had gifted to me.

I gently eased her slight frame off me and rolled her over onto her back. She didn’t protest as I released the strap-on from her hips and lay in on the table beside the bed.

Her eyes were hooded as she lay back, watching my movements. She didn’t speak. We had been here before. She knew what I wanted and she wanted the same thing.

As soon as I discarded the toy, I licked my lips. To me, this was the best part of our nights together. I loved the taste of her. She was exquisite.

With a feral smile, I kissed her on the lips and slowly began my descent. I paused at the soft spot between her luscious tits and licked my way to each nipple in turn. She loved to have my mouth on her nipples and I knew just what to do.

Each nipple rolled under my tongue and stood to attention. I heard myself moan into her skin as I softly sucked on the hard little pebbles. I loved her breasts. Teasing her to near orgasm just by sucking and licking her nipples was one of my favorite things when we spent these nights together.

I teased her that way for several moments, until she began to squirm and grasp at the back of my head, trying to push me south.

“Lower,” she demanded.

With a smile, I obeyed. I could smell her arousal inviting me to bury my face in the folds of paradise as I slid lower on her body.

When I settled between her legs, I held my face inches from her slick folds and drank in the sight that greeted me. She was shaved with just a landing strip leading to the slick, wet cunt lips glistening below me.

She whimpered and squirmed beneath me as I used my fingers to spread the outer lips of her hot snatch. She was wide open and her clit was standing at full attention. I pursed my lips and blew softly on it, causing her to jump in anticipation.

I licked my lips and dove in, dragging my flattened tongue the full length of her snatch. Her clit twitched as I raked my tongue over it and she jerked upward.

“So good,” she moaned. “Faster!”

If she wanted speed, I could definitely oblige.

Curling my tongue, I drove it up and down her slippery cunt lips with all the speed I could muster. Each time I flicked it over her clit, she grunted her pleasure.

After a few moments, I focused my attention solely on that rock hard clit. Pursing my lips, I sucked the tip into my mouth and rolled it around my tongue. Her hips shot off the bed and she made a mewling noise unlike any I’d heard before.

“Now, fuck me,” she ordered. I barely recognized her voice. She was close.

I hardened my tongue as much as possible and jabbed it quickly into her juicy cunt. With the thumb of my right hand, I began to massage her clit while fucking her cunt with everything I had.

The combination of my tongue and thumb was too much. She cried out, her hips completely leaving the bed, as her orgasm washed over her.

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This is the final part of a lesbian romance. I split the story into three parts to keep each one a reasonable length but it is a continuous story so you’ll need to read part one first, which can be found at:

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Many thanks must go to EarthlyRose for her help editing this story. In addition, gratitude and thanks also to Winterreisser for his further editorial comments and suggestions.

I also want to say herzlichen Dank to Kat for her enthusiasm, encouragement and feedback as I was writing this story. I’m glad to have you as a friend.

Thanks to all my readers for the many positive comments. I hope you find this as enjoyable and a fitting conclusion to the story.

As always, feedback and comments are greatly appreciated.

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CHAPTER 11 — ‘What are you doing here?’

We were both a little tender the next morning so we made love gently with our tongues, lapping and licking each other to orgasm. We showered together again, reluctant to spend a moment not touching until we went, ravenous, to a late breakfast. As we walked in we were greeted by the waitress who had served us last night. As she led us to a table Milla expressed her surprise at seeing her working again in the morning. “Shift change,” she explained. “I was on late shift last week and early shift this week. The changeover is horrible.”

She seated us and took our order. Just before she left she looked a little bashful as she asked, “Did you, er,” she lowered her voice, “I mean, you did have a good night I hope? I don’t mean to intrude.”

We both laughed. “Don’t worry, you’re not intruding,” I replied, glancing at Milla, who nodded, “and we spent a wonderful night together, thank you.” I heard Milla gasp and the waitress blushed.

As she moved away, Milla poked me in the ribs. “Amber!” she hissed, “I can’t believe you said that so loudly: that we actually spent the night together!”

“But she knew, didn’t she?”

“She did, but the people on the other tables didn’t! There are such things as subtlety and discretion you know.” I hung my head apologetically.

“Sorry — I should have kept my voice down.”

“It’s okay: I don’t think anyone actually heard you, luckily.”

Over breakfast, we planned our last day. We’d check out and then become tourists for a few hours. Milla was happy with my suggestion of travelling by Tube to Green Park from where we could walk over to see Buckingham Palace and the Houses of Parliament. We would have to carry our bags but that couldn’t be helped. From Green Park, we could then catch the Tube to Waterloo for the train home.

I apologised to the waitress for making her blush and breakfast became a very relaxed, light-hearted meal as the three of us chatted and joked. I think she was in the bi-curious category, which explained her acceptance of us and her comments last night. However, as Milla had cautioned me to ‘subtlety and discretion’ I thought it best not to ask.

We returned to our room and packed before checking out a little before eleven o’clock. As the receptionist handed me the bill she said, “Thank you, Ms Taylor, the bill has, of course, already been settled. I hope you both enjoyed your stay.” I assured her that we’d both had a wonderful time.

The Underground journey was the usual hot and noisy experience I remembered. It was also surprisingly busy given that it was a bank holiday. “The Tube is so noisy and crowded; it’s horrible!” Milla complained.

“Welcome to the London commuting experience,” I laughed, “Though rush hour is much worse than this,” I pointed out, truthfully. However, I’m not sure that Milla believed me.

From the Tube station, we walked across Green Park itself to Buckingham Palace. The Union Jack was flying rather than the Royal Standard, so the Queen was not at home that day and we only managed glimpses of the end of the Changing of the Guard ceremony through the crowds at the railings. Walking through St James’s Park we came to the Palace of Westminster where we wandered around the outside for a bit. Unfortunately, there wasn’t that much to do so we headed back to Green Park again and on the way bought a couple of overpriced but wonderfully cold Diet Cokes.

Back in the Park, we found a tree to sit beneath in the leaf-dappled shade. Milla sat with her back against the trunk and I lay with my head in her lap. We chatted quietly and sipped our drinks. Milla looked down at me and I gazed into her beautiful eyes as she stroked my hair. She lowered her head slowly. “I love you, Milla,” I sighed and our lips met softly as I closed my eyes. The kiss lingered and, as our lips parted, it deepened; our tongues met, caressed and entwined.

A shadow fell across us and a voice drove a cold spike through my stomach. “Amber? What are you doing here? And what the fuck are you doing?” At the sound of Max the Bastard’s voice my eyes shot open and even Milla was startled by its intrusion into our intimate world. porno There he was in his habitual black leather jacket, sunglasses hiding his eyes and with his girlfriend Jeanette, the woman who had — thankfully — taken him from me, standing just behind him.

I scrambled to my feet and Milla stood too. Subconsciously my hand found hers, grasping it for support. “I’m here with my friend,” I replied, my voice shaky with nerves, “just visiting.”

A sneer twisted his mouth “Yes, I saw the two of you. You’re a queer, a dyke aren’t you? That’s why you liked drawing all those nude women: you’re nothing but a fucking rug-munching, perverted slut! God, I was lucky I got rid of you!”

It was horrible, sickening and frightening as he loomed over me. His words befouled the beauty and wonder of the love Milla and I shared, made it sound dirty and shameful. Pathetically, I burst into tears, unable to do anything except shake my head in denial of his foul condemnation of our relationship as I cowered back.

There was a sudden loud crack! Through tear-blurred eyes I saw his head jerk sideways, his sunglasses flying from his face as his head twisted sharply and he staggered slightly. It took me a few moments to realize what had happened: Milla had slapped him, hard!

“Fuck off you evil, bigoted bastard; leave Amber alone!” Milla yelled at him.

“You skinny dyke bitch!” he snarled as he lunged at Milla, grabbing the front of her tee shirt.

“You there; stop that right now and let her go!” A woman’s voice full of command cut through the events.

We all looked towards the voice to see a short, black woman police constable with her hand raised in warning. Her calm authority was further backed up by her colleague; a burly six-foot-three man who was made even bigger by the stab-vest that he, like his female colleague, wore. Max immediately let go of Milla. “Now,” the WPC continued, “can somebody explain what is going on here?”

I couldn’t talk but Milla spoke, her voice tight with anger, “This Neanderthal was calling Amber names and threatening her.”

“Whereupon I saw you hit him,” the policewoman interjected. She turned to me, “What was he calling you, Miss?” I bit my lip. “It… it … it was…” I began sobbing again. To my surprise, I heard Jeanette’s voice.

“He called her a ‘queer’, a ‘dyke’ and, what was it, Max? Um, yes, a ‘fucking perverted, rug-munching slut’ I think it was.” She was staring at Max with a look of disgust on her face. “He was being very aggressive and threatening to her.” She concluded as Max shot her a look of pure hatred.

“Those two,” he gestured towards Milla and me, “were kissing and snogging under that tree — in public! And she hit me, assaulted me: you should arrest…”

“Sir!” the policewoman’s voice cut him off. “While she did assault you, I should point out that you are also guilty of assault and, given the homophobic nature of the language you used, that would be an Aggravated Assault, which carries a possible two-year prison sentence.” Max looked stunned.

“I don’t want him prosecuted if he’ll just go away and leave us alone,” I managed to blurt out. Actually, I would have loved to see him prosecuted but didn’t want the same thing happening to my darling.

The WPC looked at me then back at Max. “So,” she said to him, “It looks like they might let this go. What about you? Will you just apologise and walk away?”

“Apologise?” he spluttered.

“Oh, just do it, Max,” Jeanette ordered him tersely.

With ill grace bordering on contempt, he looked at me and through gritted teeth muttered: “I’m sorry for what I called you — both of you.” He looked at Jeanette. “Come on, let’s get out of here.”

“Off you go but we’re through; I never want to see you again. I don’t date bigoted Neanderthals.” He looked at her in shock. “God, why did I get back with you?” she asked herself, “You never change.” She shook her head in despair.

Max stood there until the policewoman said quietly but firmly, “Off you go, Sir. And think about what you say and do in future.”

He started to walk away but after two steps there was a soft crunch as he trod on his fallen sunglasses. I heard a little snort of suppressed laughter from Milla and Max glared at her before turning and marching quickly away. The tension in the air dissipated with his departure until the policewoman spoke to Milla. “I know you were protecting your friend, but striking that man was not only illegal but foolish: it could have gone very badly for you had we not intervened.”

Milla nodded, “I know and I’m sorry. Thank you for your help.”

“Yes, thank you, Officers,” I added as both police constables moved off.

Jeanette looked at the two of us for a few moments before speaking to me. “I guess you’re the Amber that Max was going out with before I, er, came back onto the scene?” I nodded. “Look, I’m sorry about what just happened; he saw you with your girlfriend, um, kissing, and came straight over. I’m also sorry that I broke you and anime porno him up, your relationship…”

I reached out and placed my hand on her arm and looked her in the eye. “Oh, god, never, ever be sorry for that! You did me such a favour: without him leaving me I’d never have met Milla and, though breakup hurt a lot at the time, it was worth every ounce of pain to be with her now.” I felt Milla’s arm slip around my waist and hug me.

She smiled and looked at Milla. “I’ve got to find someone who loves me as much as Amber loves you; you’re very lucky.”

“I could suggest that you stop dating guys and find yourself a girlfriend… okay, not for you then,” Milla smiled at the look on Jeanette’s face. “But you’re right, I am very, very lucky.” She hugged me tighter.

“Thank you for standing up for us against Max, Jeanette; it was good of you,” I told her.

“It’s okay. I may not be gay,” she looked at Milla with a smile, “but what he said was horrible and wrong. Look, I need to get going but it was good to meet you, even if the circumstances weren’t nice.” She reached out to shake my hand but I leant forward and kissed her cheek. She blushed slightly but placed a hand on my hip and kissed my cheek in return. She looked at me and dipped her head shyly before hurrying off.

“Well, she’s not as straight as she thinks!” quipped Milla and I smiled but nudged her ribs.

“Leave her alone, she did okay today. And you, my brave, foolhardy protector, were wonderful and heroic. I’m sorry I was such a weak, blubbering wreck; I should have just told him to fuck off.”

“Hey, don’t be so hard on yourself. You’ve never had to deal with homophobia before. The first time someone called me a dirty dyke I was devastated; now I just get angry.” She glanced up into the sky. “Shall we get moving — it looks like rain’s coming.” Sure enough, the sun had gone as dark, heavy clouds massed from the west. We picked up our bag and began to walk towards the Underground station.

CHAPTER 12 — ‘What will Mum and Dad say?’

With the sun gone the temperature began to drop a little, though the air remained humid. A gusty wind also started, making the trees sway and rustle as we made our way across Green Park.

“Amber, is Max likely to do anything to try and hurt you after what happened?”

“Well, when University restarts in a month or so he’ll probably tell everyone I knew what he saw us doing: how I’m obviously a raving, ‘rug-munching lesbian slut’ and how he had a lucky escape. I’ve one or two people I’m still in contact with so I might have to tell them…” I hesitated, suddenly nervous, “um, about me — us.” A sudden thought struck me, “Oh shit! Facebook!”

“What?” Milla asked and I remembered she’d never used Facebook.

“Look, if he posts about this on Facebook, all his friends will see it. Some of them are my friends too. And if any of them comment, then their friends will see it. Oh, fuck: Mum’s on Facebook so she might end up seeing it!”

“Are you sure?”

“No, not definitely, but it’s certainly possible. Milla, what do I do? I can’t tell them over the phone.”

“Well, maybe you could try…”

“How? Oh yes: ring, ring.” I mimed putting a phone to my ear. “Oh, hi Mum. You know I split up with my boyfriend? Yeah, well I met this gorgeous girl who runs the coffee shop next door, who’s gay and now I’ve discovered I’m a lesbian and we’ve just spent the weekend in a hotel having mind-blowing sex!” I reached into my pocket. “Yeah, that should work; let me just get my phone out…” I concluded sarcastically.

“Have you discovered you’re a lesbian?” she asked quietly. I was about to make another sarcastic reply about what we’d been doing in the hotel bed the last two nights but realized she was serious; I’d always said bisexual before. I’d used the word ‘lesbian’ instinctively and without thinking but now I thought carefully.

I stopped and looked around. We were close to Green Park Tube station and there were lots of people around, a bit like being outside the student bar at University on a Friday night. Okay, so that’s where I am and let’s pretend that I’m looking to hook up with someone…

There were quite a few guys, some very good looking and while I could see they were handsome with good, fit bodies, there was no spark of attraction or sexual interest. There used to be, didn’t there? When did that change? Perhaps I in the past I had imagined it because I had expected it, wanted it to be there. No, that couldn’t be true: there must have been something, once upon a time… perhaps, maybe.

Then I looked at a girl in shorts so skimpy the bottom of her bum cheeks were visible, soft and smooth above firm and shapely legs… not as good as Milla’s but still quite yummy. Or her friend in the short, strappy yellow summer dress, with the caramel skin and the cute face with lips that looked so soft and kissable… Um, okay, I guess that answered my question.

“Yes, I am,” I said quietly, “I can’t imagine wanting arap porno sex with a guy, ever. I don’t want anyone but you, but if we broke up, and if I ever managed to put my world back together after that… well, I guess I’d be looking at girls. And I think… yes, I’m cool with that — it’s just who I am really. I am scared of telling people though: what will Mum and Dad say?”

“Your Uncle was okay about it though.”

“More than okay: he was happy for me. Of course! Let me phone Uncle Graham and talk to him.”

An intense ten-minute phone call followed with Uncle Graham being his no-nonsense, practical Yorkshire self. “Tha needs to talk to your Mum and Dad face t’ face, tha’s right about that. So tha’ll need to get there. Get tha self to Paddington and catch t’ train to Swindon. I’ll meet thee there and drive thee to tha parents’ house. Fair enough?”

“Thank you for all you’ve done. Milla and I have had a wonderful time — until Max the Neanderthal came along anyway. You’re wonderful, Uncle Graham.”

“The things I do for my favourite niece — and now her girlfriend too! Get on with thee now and call me when tha’s on t’ train. And call tha parents too and warn them you’re coming; just tell them that tha’s been away for t’ weekend and want to pop in on t’ way home or summat.”

With a dramatic sense of timing, heavy raindrops began to fall and there was a loud peal of thunder. We hurried the last twenty metres or so and entered the Underground Station.

It was not a fun journey and not only because of my anxiety. I made a mistake on the Tube and we had to make an extra change. Paddington station was manically busy and we had to queue for ages to buy expensive tickets and then run to catch the train. Finally, we were sat together as the train headed westward out of London and I toyed with the phone in my hand. I had phoned Uncle Graham but was struggling to summon up the courage to phone my parents; once I did that I’d be committed. Various nightmare versions of our meeting played themselves out in my imagination as I sat in silence.

“Come on Amber, you’re worrying far too much about this, it’ll all be fine,” Milla tried to reassure me.

“Oh yes, of course it will; that’s why, after all these years of knowing you’re gay, you’ve still not told your parents!” I snapped back. “Don’t fucking tell me this is no big deal!” I turned away, unable to stand the hurt in her eyes and stared sullenly out of the window.

Minutes passed until Milla touched me gently on the arm and I turned to see tears on her cheeks. “I’m sorry Amber, I was just trying to be positive; I know how hard this is. I also forgot how fast all this has happened for you…”

“I’m sorry too: it was the stress talking. I know you were just trying to support me. I love you.” We held hands and sat close together. Eventually, I phoned Mum and Dad and was relieved when I got the answering machine so I could just say I was on my way without any further interrogation. The rest of the journey was quiet but it was a more peaceful, companionable silence. We did agree on one thing though: we would not hug or hold hands when we first arrived. When I came to speak to my parents, however, I didn’t know if I could do it without Milla holding me.

Uncle Graham was in his car and waiting for us outside the station. I kissed his cheek as we climbed in. “Thanks so much for all this, Uncle,” I said. As we drove off, I had to ask him, “How do you think Mum and Dad will react?”

“Honestly, love? I don’t know. It’s not exactly summat we’ve ever talked about. Tha Dad’s quite conservative but they’re still tha parents, when all’s said and done, and they love thee.”

We turned into my parents’ street. “Are you coming in with us, Uncle?” I asked.

“‘Appen I won’t, Amber love, leastwise not at first. It’ll be easier for thee wi’out me so I’ll just stop in the car till tha’s ready. Here we are.” We’d pulled up a short way from the house so it would seem as if we’d walked. I took a deep breath and opened the car door. “Good luck, both of you,” he bade us as we climbed out. I felt sick with anxiety, my skin cold and clammy.

I think the walk to my parents’ front door was one of the longest of my life. I tried to convince myself that I was just popping in for a chat and a cup of tea on my way home from a lovely weekend. It didn’t work.

So with a tremulous hand, I rang the doorbell, trying to relax and calm my heart that was beating like a drum roll and did my best to put on my happy face as Mum opened the door.

“Hi, Mum!” I said brightly and then introduced Milla. The look on Mum’s face told me that she knew something was wrong but, with Milla there, she didn’t ask me on the spot. We went through to the sitting room. Dad was there and he kissed me and then, very formally, shook Milla’s hand; typical Dad. Milla and I sat on the sofa while Mum hovered somewhat anxiously.

“Shall I get you some tea?” she asked, to which she received a ‘Yes please, Mum’ from me and a ‘Thank you Mrs Taylor’ from Milla. She bustled off and I gave Dad our story about being away for the weekend and popping in on the way back. When Dad asked where we’d been and what we’d been doing things became tricky; this house was in no way on the way home from London.

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Aidan. Lila shook with rage as she stormed into camp. Quinn was following at a rapid pace, but he had allowed her to seethe in silence as they left Ravendorf Manor and returned to their camp. If she was angry, then she would forget about the Lady of Ravendorf until they could get out of Garmisch.

Aidan. The name pounded in Lila’s head over and over. She thought that she had exorcized Aidan a long time ago. She didn’t know if she was more furious that Quinn had compared sweet, innocent Margaret to manipulative, worldly Aidan, or that he was right about her reaction.

Aidan. The memory was a curse. Quinn was right; she had lost control where Aidan had been concerned. It had taken over a year for Lila to recover. Her family had been incredibly patient and supportive. Quinn had watched over her like a hawk, as if he expected her to harm herself. She knew she probably would have if it had not been for her family and Quinn.

Aidan. Lila pushed into her tent, her wrath pulsing through her veins. She could feel it throbbing against her temple. There were starbursts exploding in front of her eyes. She felt nauseous. The world spun as the dark haired woman dropped to her knees, and then fell forward into darkness

Aidan. She made her way up the sloped path toward the walled German city of Rothenberg, the name a song ringing in her ears. A chill hung in the autumn air, the leaves exploding in brilliant color all around her. She stepped through the gate and weaved among the crowds of people on the narrow streets. She carried a basket but did not stop at any of the booths along the market. She made her way by the cathedral and through the town square. She angled her way across a crooked cobblestone street and slipped into an alley. She glanced to her left and right and opened a door. She stepped inside and pulled the hood of her cloak off her dark hair, shaking it out.

Immediately, lips were pressed against hers, a quick tongue invading her mouth. She leaned against the door, returning the kiss. Hands moved to the tie of her cloak, loosening the knots as teeth scraped and tongues dueled. The cloak slipped to the floor with a heavy rustle and delicate hands covered her large breasts.

Aidan’s lips left Lila’s, drifting down her lover’s neck. The gypsy’s skin had a slight chill to it from her brisk walk from the camp but was quickly regaining heat. Her hair held the scent of autumn and Aidan breathed deeply. “Mother has been gone for an hour,” the girl whispered. “I thought you’d never come.”

Aidan stepped away from Lila, allowing the gypsy to admire her. Aidan loved to be adored and Lila loved to look at her lover. Aidan had curly red hair and piercing green eyes. Her mother was from the British Isles and had softened her sharp German features. Her fair skin was a distinct contrast to Lila’s earthy complexion. She had hypnotized Lila from the moment they had met.

Aidan’s gown has made of silk and velvet. The bodice was trimmed with lace. The sleeves clung to her shoulders and hugged the curves of her breasts, barely covering her large, pink nipples. Lila found her eyes focused along the line of the dress, knowing what was beneath the material. A seductive grin touched Aidan’s lips. She sucked her finger into her mouth, and then traced a wet line over the peaks and valley of her breasts.

Lila felt incredibly inadequate. She wore only a simple patterned dress that her mother had stitched. The sleeves were long with a ruffle at the wrist. Tiny hooks secured the dress at the neck. The waist came to a point at her small hips, accentuating her dancer’s body. The skirt was straight and the hem brushed her ankles. She wore a contrasting apron.

The girls were both twenty, but it was the only thing that they had in common. Aidan’s father was a wealthy merchant in Rothenberg. He traveled all over Europe collecting goods to trade. He had even been to the Near East where he had bought silk and spices. Aidan had everything that she wanted. She would continue her life of luxury into old age. She was promised to the son of a distant noble, but she hadn’t given him any thought since Lila had first kissed her three weeks earlier.

Lila never went hungry, but life in the camp was not a life of leisure. She was not a stranger to fine women, and occasionally they had given her expensive gifts. Aidan had servants who did everything for her. Lila sweated over the cook fire and her fingers wrinkled when she washed clothes. Her father, though also a traveler, had hands that were calloused from gathering wood and playing his instrument.

Aidan spun, the tail of the gown billowing about her, and tossed a smile over her shoulder. She said nothing, but gave a slight tilt of her head before starting up the winding stairs. Lila, a love struck smile on her face, followed. When she took her first step, Aidan giggled and began running. Lila shot after her lover, racing up the steps on Aidan’s heels. They were both giggling as they fell on the large feather bed in Aidan’s room. sex izle Lila straddled the girl, bending to press her lips to Aidan’s full, red ones. She danced her tongue along the outline of Aidan’s lips, tasting and teasing as Aidan twisted, trying to capture Lila’s tongue. She finally succeeded, imprisoning the dart between her teeth and biting lightly.

Aidan suckled softly before releasing her hostage. Her hands roamed over Lila’s shoulders, searching for the hooks that fastened Lila’s plain dress. The material parted and she dragged her fingernails over Lila’s backbone. Lila felt shivers course through her body as Aidan’s mouth moved over her cheek, down her neck, and to the neckline of the dress. She left a trail of tiny kisses along the neckline, dampening Lila’s skin. The cool air touched the trail as Aidan continued her exploration.

Lila placed her hands on either side of Aidan’s head and pushed herself upward, her lower body pressing into Aidan. Their legs and hips rubbed together, the layers of clothing creating additional friction. Lila rocked her hips, increasing the sensation. Her back arched and her breasts, still enclosed in the rough cotton of the dress, thrust toward her lover. Her nipples pushed against the material. Aidan lifted her head and closed her teeth around one of the buds and tugged.

Lila growled low in her throat, pulling away from Aidan. Aidan licked her lips hungrily as Lila rose and finished removing her clothing. She wore nothing underneath. The autumn sun spilled through the window, making a glow around her shapely body. Her breasts were large and upturned with the nipples focal points in the picture her body painted. Her wild hair billowed around her face and shoulders, concealing part of one breast. Her stomach was flat and faded into her smooth mound. Her legs were muscular, the tendons flexing as she moved toward Aidan.

Aidan came to her knees on the side of the bed as Lila’s legs touched the edge. Aidan smiled, her fingers trailing over the lovely globes, circling puckered nipples. Lila’s breasts tightened, goose bumps breaking out over her skin. Aidan’s mouth followed her hand, her lips closing around the areola. Her tongue rubbed the flesh, the nipple lengthening. Lila lowered her eyes, watching as Aidan’s red mouth suckled. Her cheeks flexed in rhythm.

Aidan broke the contact for a moment, and Lila whimpered, but the connection resumed on the other breast. The air continued the caress and Lila drove her fingers through Aidan’s red hair as the pleasure increased. She tilted her head back, her mouth parted as she panted. Aidan put her hand on the other breast, squeezing, massaging, and stroking.

Lila’s whole body was throbbing in time with Aidan’s ministrations. The light spilling through the window seemed to bend in time with her heart beat. She felt her body careening toward the pinnacle of release. A gentle keening had joined her panting and she was whispering Aidan’s name repeatedly. Aidan intensified her attack, taking more of Lila’s breast into her mouth. Her tongue circled and teased Lila’s flesh. Lila pushed deeper, pulling Aidan’s hair as she rushed nearer to climax.

Spasms started in her breasts and rushed down her abdomen to the juncture of her thighs. For the first time, she became aware of the vicious pulsation in her sex. Aidan’s free hand was there, cupping and stroking her smooth mound without penetrating. Lila’s hips were thrusting back and forth as Aidan’s finger tip slide along her slit, still not finding its way inside. “Please!” Lila screamed.

On command, Aidan slid her finger between Lila’s moist lips and circled the vibrating nub before touching it. Her finger rocked back and forth over Lila’s hard clit. Lila’s entire body was alive and on fire. As Aidan pushed three fingers inside her tunnel, Lila exploded with a rending scream. Aidan did not stop. She kept rubbing her fingers in and out of Lila’s deep hole, curling her fingers and stroking the inner walls. She paused to flick the nub, and then returned to her gentle but quick caress.

As the second orgasm tore through Lila’s body, she thought she would die. She almost fell to the floor, but Aidan caught her lover. Lila slouched forward, trying to catch her breath. Aidan held her lover, keeping her fingers buried as they lay back together. “I love you,” Lila murmured, eyes drooping with the heavy passion. Aidan withdrew slowly, rolling away from Lila while the gypsy dozed. She washed and turned back to the bed. Lila’s eyes were open and she wore a sated smile.

Aidan did not return the smile. Instead, she wore a thoughtful expression as she crossed back to the bed. She sat down on the edge without meeting Lila’s eyes. Lila sat up, the dreamy expression leaving her face. She reached out and put her hand on Aidan’s wrist, grabbing her lover’s attention. “What’s wrong?”

Aidan glanced around her room without answering. Lila followed the green eyes. Except for the bed, the room was practically empty. Packed trunks sat around alt yazılı porno the room. Lila’s brow crinkled and she frowned as she studied the space. Her mind searched for the connection, but she did not like the only explanation that registered in her head. She did not want to accept the inevitable message. “My father will be home this evening,” Aidan finally answered. “We leave for Pieter’s tomorrow.”

Lila released Aidan and scooted away, pulling her legs close to her body and looking away from her lover. She had avoided thinking about the inevitable, but apparently it had been on Aidan’s mind. All of her beautiful dresses were in the trunks. Tomorrow, the trunks would be loaded into a wagon. Aidan would board a carriage with her mother and father and head toward Pieter Melovic’s Prussian estate.

Aidan moved close to Lila, caressing the smooth, strong calf and thigh. “Don’t pull away from me, Lila. Please don’t close me out on our last day together.” Lila sniffled slightly, tensing beneath the same touch she had craved thirty minutes earlier. Aidan’s caress became more familiar, sliding to the inside of Lila’s thigh. Her fingertips brushed against the outer lips of the gypsy’s mound.

Lila reached down and grabbed Aidan’s wrist, pushing her aggressive partner away. “You can’t fix all problems with sex, Aidan,” she growled, rising from the bed. She wrapped herself in a blanket and went to the window, looking over the jagged rooftops.

“You knew about Pieter,” Aidan insisted. “I told you we would be leaving as soon as Father returned.”

“Don’t go,” Lila pleaded. “Tell your father you don’t want to marry Pieter.”

“It wouldn’t matter to Father what I wanted,” Aidan sighed. Aidan left the bed and crossed to Lila, curling her hands around the girl’s shoulders. She kissed the back of Lila’s neck, inhaling her wonderful scent. “It doesn’t have to end. Come to Prussia with me. You can be my lady in waiting.”

Lila jerked away again, fire in her eyes. “I am no one’s servant.”

“I’m not asking you to be my servant. I’m trying the only way I know how to keep us together. Come to Prussia with me, and Pieter will never question our closeness.”

Lila shook her head. “It’s not the life for me,” she muttered. “I love life in the camp. I adore never being in the same place for too long. I could never give up the music. I don’t want to be cooped up in a castle in Eastern Prussia as your slave girl.”

Aidan grinned playfully. “Hmmm? You don’t want to be my slave girl? I like that thought. Be my slave girl, Lila.” She reached out to caress Lila’s cheek.

“Now is not the time for games.”

“Now is the only time for games if you are not going to follow me to Prussia,” Aidan responded. She took a step back, smiling seductively as she loosened the ties of her dress. It whispered down her body into a pile. She stepped out of the mass of material, taking a step toward Lila again. Even though Lila’s expression was still angry, her eyes were transfixed on Aidan’s body. Aidan removed her corset, her breasts spilling free. They were larger than Lila’s, with coin sized areoles and thick nipples. Her waist was trim and her legs pale. Lila’s eyes focused on the nest of red hair at the juncture of Aidan’s legs. “Are you sure you don’t want to be my slave girl?”

Lila came into Aidan’s outstretched arms. Aidan wrapped her arms around Lila, smiling into her lover’s eyes. Their bodies pressed against each other. Lila could feel Aidan’s nipples rubbing against her skin and the prickle of the middle class woman’s bush brushing against her own smooth sex. Aidan rotated against Lila, controlling her lover with her body. Lila exhaled, trying to ignore the sensations, but she couldn’t defeat her body’s reaction. Her nipples tightened and grew longer. Warmth rushed between her legs, a steady, wet throbbing. Her heart thudded and she pressed closer to Aidan’s body.

They fell back on the bed as they kissed, their tongues fighting for mastery of the other. They rolled until Lila was above the wealthy woman. She straddled the girl, kissing down the valley between Aidan’s breasts. She blew across each nipple, teasing them with light tongue strokes. She used her teeth to nip the plump flesh before trailing her way down Aidan’s stomach.

She pressed her lips together and blew against Aidan’s mound, her shoulders between spread thighs. The curls waved in the breeze, parting a path to the damp slit. Lila’s dancing, teasing tongue glided along the opening. Aidan groaned, thrusting upward. Lila’s tongue slipped between the wet lips, moving along the damp gash and seeking the swollen clit.

Lila made her tongue stiff and rubbed against the nub. She flicked up and down, dragging the length of her tongue along Aidan’s root. Aidan moaned, tightening her thighs around Lila’s head. Lila kept her licking steady, not stopping her assault as Aidan thrashed on the bed.

Aidan’s body stiffened and she cried out. Her body convulsed violently, altyazılı sex izle slamming up and down on the soft mattress. Her legs clenched on Lila’s head, shutting out all sound. Lila held on, enjoying the wild ride that Aidan gave as she filled her lover’s mouth.

Aidan relaxed slowly, releasing her prisoner. Lila slid upward, kissing Aidan’s stomach again. She teased the large nipples again, touching each one only briefly. She smiled down at Aidan, kissing her lips tenderly. “Do you really want me for your slave girl?” she teased.

“Oh, yes,” Aidan insisted, stroking Lila’s dark hair.

“Run away with me,” Lila whispered impassionedly. “Don’t even tell your father. Just run away with me. You and I will leave tomorrow morning. We can find a place to hide near Heidelberg. That’s where my father is going next. We’ll rejoin the band there.” She paused for a moment, searching Aidan’s face. “Come on, Aidan. Let me show you my world. In time, we can come back here and your parents will understand. We’ll stay away long enough for Pieter to choose someone else.”

“Lila,” Aidan sighed, still fondling her lover’s curls. She couldn’t say more as she looked into the dark eyes begging her to say yes. “It would never work.”

“Why wouldn’t it?”

“My father needs this contact with Pieter for his business. He would hunt us and he would find us. I shudder to think about the way things would be. He would drag me to Prussia and force me to marry Pieter right away. I don’t know what kind of man Pieter is. If he had to wait for me, he might hurt me.”

“That is all the more reason for you to run away with me. Pieter might be violent anyway; he might abuse you. I would protect you. Quinn and my brothers would see that no harm would come to us. They wouldn’t let your father take you away from me.”

Tears clouded Aidan’s eyes as she gazed up at Lila. She could see the sincerity and desire in Lila’s face and hear it in her voice. “You make it sound so simple.”

“It is. Love is always simple. Things aren’t normally simple for people like us. People who love the way we do can’t always love in open, but with the life I lead, we can. There are no barriers in our camp.”

Lila watched Aidan struggle with her decision. The emotions ranged across her face. “Okay!” she finally agreed in a voice breathless and eager. She threw her arms around Lila’s neck. “Okay!”

Lila rose to her knees, smiling broadly. “Okay? Really?” Aidan grinned and nodded, squeezing her lover’s neck. Lila was off the bed and pulling on her clothes. “All right. I’ll go and get ready. I’ll pack everything we need. You bring a small bag and meet me first thing in the morning by the creek.”

Lila came back to Aidan. They embraced again. “You’ll not regret this, Aidan. You’ll see. This will be wonderful. We’ll be together forever.”

“I’ll see you in the morning,” Aidan promised, kissing Lila tenderly. Their lips pressed firmly against each other as they said a sweet good-bye.

Lila felt like racing through town, but she made herself match the pace of the other city dwellers. She weaved again, even more purpose to her steps as she exited through the city gate and headed toward the camp.

The next morning, she waited by the creek, her eye on the road as she waited for Aidan to join her. Two horses were tethered in the trees, ready for their getaway. She had packed her tent and belongings. Her mother had prepared some food for them. She had spent hours talking with her father about the best route to take and when to be in Heidelberg.

Her feelings were mixed. She had never been away from her parents and Quinn, but she was certain that she could take care of her lover. Excitement and a sense of adventure beat in her heart. A smile danced on her lips.

The sun crested the peak of the nearby mountains and rose higher in the sky. Lila waited as the golden orb reached its zenith and started settling in the west. Her heart grew heavier as the evening drew near. As the moon made its first appearance, Lila edged back into town and again found the narrow, jagged alleyway that led to Aidan’s home. The house was dark.

In a daze, Lila wandered back to camp. Why had Aidan changed her mind? She had been so eager when they separated yesterday. Had she gotten nervous? Had her father caught her? Her heart pounding, Lila quickened her pace. If Aidan’s father was forcing his daughter to Prussia, Lila was determined to stop him from taking her lover.

She retrieved the horse loaded with her belongings, and began racing eastward into the approaching night. She rode until sleep overtook her. She woke early the next morning after a fitful night. Traveling alone, she caught the caravan before nightfall. She kept her distance, keeping watch and waiting for the right moment.

She could see Aidan and her family moving among the open field, along with guards her father had hired for the journey. She studied her girlfriend. Aidan didn’t seem to be in any danger. The guards were not following her. She gave no appearance of being coerced. Troubled, Lila lingered on a ridge top trying to determine her next move. Surely Aidan had not changed her mind. She had professed her love to Lila. Lila paused, trying to remember if Aidan had said those words.

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