by Emily Vixen
“Finally, thank you!” Beth said happily. “Then please, whatever you're going to do, do it! Finger me! Lick me! Stick something in me for all I care, just let me finish!”
“Wow, this really does rile you up doesn't it?” Julie laughed. “Lucky for you I've been enjoying it quite a lot as well, so I think we might actually get to finish up together after spending so long denying myself as well as you.”
Julie climbed onto the bed and got into position. Her soaking wet pussy pushed up against one of Beth's thighs and her own thigh was pressing against Beth's wet slit. She leaned up and their lips locked, though the brief kiss quickly descended into a passionate making-out session with a lot of movements and thrusting and moaning into each other's mouths. They humped each other, fucking desperately, using their legs to stimulate one another so they could be close and continue to kiss as they fucked. It was amazing already but Julie decided that wasn't enough. She wanted more.
Moving in between Beth's legs, Julie pushed up against her again and pressed their cunts tightly together. Their clits were both swollen with arousal and rubbing together now. It was only by kissing that they manage to muffle the noise they were making as they both screamed with pleasure. Their hips moved faster and harder with every passing moment as they fucked desperately. This was finally going to be it, for both of them this time. Beth didn't bother holding back. She didn't have the mental strength to fight off her orgasm. She wanted it too badly. She squealed with pleasure as she came hard against Julie's pussy, her entire body shuddering with the intensity of her orgasm after how long it had been building for. Julie was able to last a few moments longer but that was all. Soon enough she also succumbed to an orgasm, cumming hard against Beth's pussy and groaning loudly as she came.
Julie let out a heavy sigh of relief and flopped down against Beth, panting for breath after the intense orgasm exhausted her.
“Wow, that really was better after you made me wait,” Beth said breathlessly, grinning down at Julie who was now laying against her chest.
“I know, right?” Julie said with a quiet little laugh. “Told you I had a good plan for tonight. I think it might be worth trying that again sometime.”
“Definitely,” Beth agreed, “only...I think I'll change things up again next time.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. I think you can get tied up next time. It's kinky having you dominate and tease me like that but I owe you a few denied orgasms of your own for that kind of torment,” she pointed out with a smirk.
“You're lucky I'm exhausted,” Julie laughed, slowly dragging herself over to the side of the bed so she could remove the cuffs on Beth's wrists and ankles and let her move freely again. “Otherwise I'd be demanding you tie me up right now.”
“Don't worry, you'll get your chance to try being tied up,” Beth assured her. “Now come on, get back in bed with me.”
“Gladly,” Beth said, snuggling down in the bed with her. Their relationship had been fine before but it was definitely even better now she had managed to rekindle the spark in their sex life. She was happy snuggled up with Beth, though a part of her wished time would move faster so she could move on to the following night. She was thoroughly looking forward to having Beth tie her up and dominate her.
A Lovely Lesbian Domme
Lucy sighed quietly as she downed the last dregs of her coffee and set the cup down again. When she was in a relationship it was wonderful having a day off work. She could spend all day resting in bed with her partner, rolling around and having fun and seeing if they could break their current record for the most orgasms in a single day. Of course, it would have been easy to break her record if she could find someone to actually indulge her in her fetish. Unfortunately it seemed impossible to find another woman willing to really dominate her and let her enjoy some BDSM fun.
Her last relationship had ended a couple of months ago when things had, yet again, started getting dull. She had enjoyed spending time with her ex-girlfriend but it just wasn’t possible to really enjoy a relationship when there wasn’t a real spark in the bedroom. It had also started to annoy her that, no matter how much she tried to indulge her partner in any fetish she might have, she outright refused to return the favour and even attempt dominating her.
“I’m starting to think there’s no such thing as a dominatrix.” Lucy sighed, getting to her feet and putting her empty mug in the sink. She slipped a hand into her pocket and pulled out her phone, checking her messages. She’d become so desperate to finally experience the thrill of another woman dominating her that she had resorted to looking online. She had originally gone looking for a dating website so she could at least try and vet her potential partner beforehand, rather than going in blind by picking up another woman at a local bar. Unfortunately not one of the women on the dating websites had piqued her interest. She had been about to give up when she stumbled on something a little different to a standard dating website.
Casual encounters. That was what the website had called them. Rather than meeting up for a meal or a drink and hoping things might go further this website would let you arrange to meet up specifically for an intimate encounter. Better still, you could even arrange the details of what you would be doing together and search for people based on their sexual interests. That had been incredibly helpful as she had been looking for something specific. Unfortunately she’d found the website last night and had been too tired after work to actually search through people’s profiles. All she had managed to do was make a profile and upload a picture of herself. Part of her had hoped that someone had found her profile and sent her a message during the night but she’d had no such luck.
“I don’t know why this is so difficult.” Lucy grumbled, putting her phone to one side and turning around to lean against the counter. She supposed it was probably her own fault for thinking somebody else would do the chasing for her. Considering that so few people were willing to be dommes she figured that any dominatrix using the website would be too inundated with casual encounter requests to actually search one out for herself.
Lucy grabbed her phone again and opened up the website. She decided she may as well take a look around on the website and try to find someone to message. It took three tries to actually get into the website, as she’d forgotten her password after setting it up late last night when she was tired, but eventually she managed to sign in. It was depressing to see the huge zero in a red circle sitting next to her inbox. She’d kind of hoped that she would have a message and that the website had just failed to forward the message to her phone after she set up the message forwarding last night. Lucy had always considered herself fairly attractive, perhaps an eight out of ten if not higher, so part of her had expected to be inundated with messages by the time she signed in again. Then again, she had never used a casual encounter website before. Perhaps she was being unreasonable.
She had been about to start searching for someone suitable to message when her phone made a noise. It had been so unexpected that she jumped slightly, though fortunately managed to avoid dropping her phone. Her face lit up with glee when she realised she had a message but she tried to maintain her composure. There was no reason to assume that the message would be good. It might have been a standard greeting message from the website administrator, welcoming her to the website and giving her information on how everything worked, or it might have been a man who didn’t realise that her profile specifically stated that she was only interested in women. Even so, she was just glad someone had finally bothered to send her a message. She opened her inbox, eager to find out who it was.
The message was a little short and to the point but the content was better than she had dared hope. The avatar of the woman that had messaged her didn’t show her face. It was a picture from the neck down, showing off her incredible body clad in black leather that made it clear she was into BDSM. The whip in her hand suggested she was a dominatrix as well. The excitement was so overwhelming that Lucy almost couldn’t bring herself to actua
lly read the message.
The woman that had messaged her introduced herself as Mandy and was extending an invitation to a night of BDSM fun at her apartment. She only lived in the next town over so it wouldn’t take Lucy long to drive over and she was fairly familiar with the area anyway. It was a little intimidating to be invited to a total stranger’s apartment out of the blue but she couldn’t deny how tempting the offer was. Of course, she wasn’t the only person to ever have such concerns. That was why they allowed people to post comments on one another’s profile, talking about their experiences together and assuring other users that everything was above board and people really were who they appeared to be.
Lucy checked Mandy’s profile and scrolled down to the comments. She was pleased to see there was a few of them, all of them from various women who seemed to have quite enjoyed their time with the lesbian dominatrix. In particular, she loved the fact that one of the women had said she enjoyed ‘thoroughly servicing her mistress’. The thought alone was making Lucy wet. She bit her lip slightly and wriggled her hips as her lust started to get the better of her. Well, she lived alone anyway so there was no need to worry about someone walking in on her enjoying herself.
She reached down and popped open the button on her jeans, sliding her hand into her panties. She gasped quietly as her fingertips brushed over her already wet pussy and sensitive clit. Just knowing that she’d had a message from this incredibly dominant woman was making her hornier than she had been in months. It just went to show that a relationship with a woman that refused to indulge her wouldn’t have worked out in the long term. Lucy scrolled back up the page again to get another look at Mandy’s pictures, giving her something to look at as her fingertips pressed gently against her swollen clit, rubbing it in small, quick circles. She was panting quietly and moaning softly as her hips shifted and she squirmed on the spot, eagerly rubbing her pussy even more insistently against her hand despite how quickly it was already moving against her.
Lucy let out a yell of surprise as her pussy tightened suddenly and her entire body quivered with the relief of orgasm. She stood still for a moment, frozen by surprise. Had she really cum so easily? She’d barely touched herself at all and already she’d managed to orgasm. Going for so long without being able to enjoy her fetish had clearly made it even more alluring than before. She was breathing heavily and slipped her hand back out of her panties, grabbing some kitchen paper from the nearby roll and cleaning the cum off her fingers. If just thinking about Mandy was getting her so worked up then she could only begin to imagine how amazing it would be to actually spend a night in her company.
Realising that she hadn’t actually sent a message in return, Lucy quickly typed away on her phone. Her message was filled with apologies for not responding faster as she desperately hoped that Mandy’s offer of a night together wouldn’t have already been snapped up by somebody else. Even when she finished writing up her message and sent it off she couldn’t help feeling nervous as she eagerly awaited a response. Luckily it didn’t take very long. Only a few minutes passed before her phone made a noise again, letting her know Mandy had sent another message. She seemed amused at how panicked Lucy’s message had come across and assured her that the offer was still open, which shouldn’t really have been a surprise considering she’d only made it a matter of minutes ago. Lucy felt her cheeks flush when she realised how desperate she had probably seemed – though she couldn’t really help it as she actually was that desperate.
The two of them exchanged a few more messages to ensure they were both in agreement on what the plan was and what Mandy had in store for Lucy if she agreed to go over and visit that night. After they had agreed on everything and set a time Mandy sent over her address and some directions to help Lucy to find her apartment when she drove over that evening. Unfortunately Mandy had work that afternoon so couldn’t meet her any sooner or take her time discussing the plans in greater detail. It was a shame but Lucy supposed it was probably for the best. If they carried on talking in detail about all the things that Mandy was going to do to her then there would be no surprises left for the evening.
Now she knew she wasn’t going to get any more messages there was no point in staring at her phone waiting. Lucy decided to take a shower and prepare for the evening ahead. She hopped in the shower and got herself clean before settling down in her bedroom and grabbing her hairdryer. At least she had plenty of time before she had to head out. That left her with an opportunity to pick out something decent to wear. Unfortunately she had no idea what she was supposed to wear for a casual encounter. Was she supposed to dress up nicely or would she seem silly for doing so, considering she was going there only to take her clothes off again? Then again, she would rather arrive over-dressed than show up looking like a slob. As far as she could tell Mandy didn’t seem the sort of person who would turn her away if she didn’t look fantastic when she turned up but she didn’t’ want to run the risk of blowing her chance at finally spending the night with a dominatrix.
Eventually deciding to dress up a little, Lucy finished drying her hair and proceeded to wander around her room in just a towel as she picked out some clothes. She chose a short black dress and a matching pair of heels. She briefly considered what underwear to wear but changed her mind. It seemed a little presumptuous to head over to Mandy’s without her underwear on but surely it was acceptable to expect sex from a casual encounter. She also enjoyed the idea of going out without any panties on under her dress or a bra. It wasn’t as if anyone was really going to see anything yet the danger of accidentally exposing her wet slit to a total stranger was incredibly arousing.
She lay her clothes out to one side and sat down on her bed again, taking a moment to consider what she should do next. There was still plenty of time left until she needed to start driving over to visit Mandy so it didn’t seem right to start getting dressed already. However, it also felt like it would be a waste of time to put something else on for a few hours. Lucy sighed and lay back on her bed, resting her head on the pillows while she thought about what to do. It wasn’t long however until her thoughts wandered to other, more pleasant distractions. She was starting to think about the things Mandy had said in her messages and she was getting excited again.
Lucy’s hand wandered down to her legs, sliding slowly up her inner thigh before pressing gently against her pussy. She was already wet again just from thinking about what was in store for her that evening. Lucy gasped quietly and wriggled on the bed as she pushed her fingers gently against her pussy, sliding a finger straight up inside and moaning quietly when it penetrated her. She felt more sensitive than usual after getting so worked up by thoughts of the night ahead with Mandy. She whined quietly with pleasure as her finger slowly began to move in and out of her soaking wet cunt, squelching slightly to remind her just how wet she was getting. It felt even better than when her ex-girlfriend had done it, which was surprising considering how good she had been with her hands. Clearly she was a lot more into BDSM than she’d ever realised. How had she been getting off at all before now without anything BDSM-related at least being suggested?
It wasn’t long before she slid another finger up inside herself, using two at once now as they began to move quickly in and out of her soaking hole. She was panting for breath and moaning quietly as she writhed on the bed, moving her hips and desperately trying to increase the friction against her hand as she masturbated. She flattened her palm against her pussy so that it was pushing against her clit as she continued to finger herself. She yelped slightly as a wave of pleasure rippled through her, making her shudder slightly. She just hoped that Mandy would live up to all of this anticipation.
She was so wet that, for the first time ever, even two fingers didn’t feel like it was enough to really fill her up. She shifted on the bed again, trying to get into a better position, and slipped a third finger into her pussy. She was moaning openly now, giving up on trying to be quiet as her hips gyrated. She eagerly fucked her hand as she felt her orgasm
getting closer. At least she was lasting longer this time, unlike when she had been in the kitchen and had reached orgasm in under a minute. Feeling her climax approaching, Lucy started rubbing harder and faster at her clit and fingering herself rapidly. She finally let out a scream of pleasure as her entire body quivered with the force of an incredible orgasm. She pulled her fingers out and her legs were still shaking slightly as she came hard. Exhausted by her relief and pleasure, Lucy lay back on the bed, breathing heavily. She could get up and think about what to do in a minute. Right now she needed to rest and recover. That orgasm had been so intense that it was outright exhausting.
Lucy yawned as she rolled over in the bed. She was sure she’d only been lying down for a couple of minutes but she felt much better now. It was almost as if she’d rested for an entire day. She slowly sat up on the bed, the towel now laying open under her rear end as she swung her legs over the side of the bed and sat upright. Curious as to how long she had been resting she grabbed her phone from her bedside table and checked the time. She winced when she read it. No wonder she felt so well-rested! Apparently she had fallen asleep for a few hours rather than just napping for a few minutes! It was lucky she had woken up when she had. If she got ready and left immediately then she would still make it to Mandy’s apartment on time. Lucy hopped out of bed and quickly set about getting dressed before rushing outside and getting in her car.
The traffic on the journey over was bad but Lucy had expected as much. As a result the traffic didn’t prevent from arriving on time. She whipped out her phone and went over the messages she’d received from Mandy in order to find her way to the right apartment. She had a little trouble finding the right apartment complex, but once she did she had no trouble letting herself in with the code that Mandy had given her. She made her way over to the elevator and hit the button. She waited for a few minutes until realising that she had completely ignored the large ‘Out of Order’ sign plastered over the door. How had she not seen that? She had been so preoccupied with excitement over finally meeting Mandy that she had somehow overlooked the huge sign right in front of her face. She sighed and rolled her eyes before turning away from the elevator and starting to make her way up the stairs.