by Emily Vixen
“P-please, Sasha, don’t tease me any more, I’m so horny,” Amy whined quietly. Her hips were shuffling on her chair, her soaking cunt rubbing back and forth along the chair.
“Stop teasing you? I’ve barely even started though, and it’s so much fun.” She didn’t need to be able to see Sasha to know she was grinning. She could hear it in her voice. She enjoyed dominating and teasing Amy just as much as Amy enjoyed her doing it. The soft feather tip trailed down and tickled her clit. Amy let out a little squeal of joy and pleasure as her hips shifted and jerked and bucked wildly, practically trying to fuck the tiny little bit of contact. She could barely contain herself any more She just wanted to get off desperately.
“Please Sasha, I want to cum, I want to finish!” Amy was begging already, her bare breasts heaving as she breathed heavily. Sasha was laughing quietly.
“Not just yet, we have one more thing to do. I set it up before we went out.” Sasha made short work of removing the separator bar and handcuffs yet left the blindfold one. She took Amy by the hand and led her through the apartment to what would be the bedroom. Amy felt herself being guided down onto the bed and being laid on her back, laying there and listening to Sasha undress before she felt the bed sinking around her from the pressure of Sasha’s hands and knees. Sasha told her to stick out her arms and legs and she was more than happy to oblige, only to find out what exactly Sasha had set up prior to their date that evening. Soft, silky material was tied around her wrists and ankles, binding her to the bed in a starfish position. Again, she was utterly prone and out of control, and she was loving every moment of it.
“How much do you want to cum?” Sasha teased her. Amy could feel her moving on the bed, her weight moving completely so it was now either side of her head.
“A lot, please, Sasha, do anything to me, please, make me cum, please!” Amy was begging. She couldn’t contain it any more, she would let Sasha do anything to her at this point; she didn’t even care what it was. She just wanted her desperation to be over and to finally be able to hit her orgasm.
“Well, I suppose I could do that. If I’m going to be so good to you though, then you should have more respect instead of just using my name. What about mistress? I think that would sound better.” Sasha teased her. She felt Sasha’s legs spreading apart and she could smell the sweet scent of Sasha’s slit above her face now, slowly getting closer.
“Of course! Please mistress, please, make me cum! Play with me!” Amy begged desperately, her heart racing. She was panting desperately. The blindfold was still on and having to rely on her other senses aside from sight just seemed to be making the entire experience all the more enjoyable, if that was even possible.
“Well, as you asked so nicely.” Sasha reached down and Amy’s entire body jolted again with pleasure as she felt the love egg being eased out of her pussy, stretching her out just a little bit more and giving her another little hit of additional pleasure for a moment. “I think we’ll make it fair though.” Sasha lowered her hips and Amy couldn’t respond any more, her mouth covered with Sasha’s wet cunt. “The better you do, the better I’ll do. Sound fair?” Being unable to speak, all Amy could do was nod. In doing so she rubbed her nose against Sasha’s clit, making her shudder a little with pleasure. That seemed to be a good start, and Sasha was more than happy to return the pleasure.
Leaning down on all fours now, Sasha buried her face into Amy’s cunt. Amy took barely a moment to eagerly return the favour, pushing her head up slightly and sticking out her tongue. She could taste how soaking wet Sasha was already getting as she ran her tongue along her slit. Her back arched and she moaned into the dominating girl’s crotch as she felt Sasha returning the favour, her own slit being traced with a skilled tongue that was every bit as expert as her own, if not even moreso. Amy was being driven wild, she couldn’t hold on any longer, she needed to finish now, or preferably even sooner. She leaned in as best she could and pushed her tongue hard into Sasha’s slit, parting it, slipping her tongue inside and pushing her lips to her cunt hungrily. If Sasha intended to offer only as much as she received then Amy was intent on making it the best oral sex she had ever experience in her entire life.
To her delight Sasha’s hips were jerking and writhing above her, clearly enjoying the attention, and sure enough she received the same treatment only moments later. Sasha’s tongue was pushing in hard and splitting apart her soaking pussy lips, tasting her, licking her, rubbing her. Sasha’s chin was rubbing against Amy’s clit and her thighs were quivering as her orgasm drew closer and closer, having built up for what felt like an eternity of teasing and games. She tried to reach up to grip Sasha and bury her face deeper into the other girl’s cunt, only to once again realise her arms were bound. Rather than dishearten her however, the realisation that she was unable to move just thrilled her all over again. Her hips jerked and jolted, humping against Sasha’s face. This was it, she could feel it; she could tell that she was on the verge of finishing. Giving it her all one final time, Amy nuzzled her face into Sasha’s crotch and licked and sucked and kissed every inch she could reach of the other woman’s soaking pussy. Finally, after what had seemed like an eternity of waiting, Amy hit her orgasm. Her cunt contracted and her juices spilled out of her as she screamed out with pleasure, her hips bucking and her arms and legs pulling roughly at her silky bindings.
Sasha sat upright and basked in the throes of Amy’s orgasm. It made her wilder and more desperate than ever whilst it went on. Sasha was shifting her hips and grinding her cunt against Amy’s mouth beneath her, desperate to finish as well. Her heavy breathing and panted moans finally reached a crescendo of a groan, her cunt wetter than ever as Amy licked at the juices pouring down onto her.
Once her orgasm had subsided, Sasha clambered off Amy’s face and set about unbinding Amy from the bedposts. Finally, the blindfold came off. Amy’s face was flushed red and she was breathing heavily but seemed happier than ever. Sasha couldn’t help but share a smile with her, equally exhausted. The two of them lazily climbed beneath the covers together, snuggling up close and pressing their bare, sensitive bodies together.
“That was incredible,” Amy mumbled, barely having the energy left to even move her lips as she spoke.
“I think we’ll have to do that again,” Sasha whispered softly, kissing the top of Amy’s head through her hair. Amy simply nodded and snuggled closer against Sasha, settling down to sleep for the night. She was utterly exhausted after finally reaching her orgasm. She didn’t have the energy to react at the time, but she could have sworn she heard Sasha say ‘and we only used half of the toys’ before she fell asleep. Surely, Amy thought, she must have misheard. What more could there possibly be? Yet, even as tired as she was right now, she really hoped she had heard correctly.
A Lovely Lesbian Threesome with a Stripper
Rose grit her teeth as she left her boss's office. It wasn't her fault that those reports hadn't been done in time. Well, not entirely her fault anyway, but the rest of her team weren't getting shouted at. She knew as team leader it was her responsibility to keep everyone working and make sure they had everything they needed to get their jobs done but when the other departments didn't send the data over to her then how was her team supposed to get anything done? “So, how did that go?” her co-worker Alison asked while Rose did her best not to slam the door as she left the meeting. “About as well as could be expected.” Rose replied as she took her place back at her desk with a huff. “Everything is clearly my fault.” “Don't pay any attention to her.” Alison urged as she began boiling some water for a cup of coffee. “She's always like that on a Monday.” “Well, I wish she'd go bitch at someone else. Stuck up cow!” Rose complained. She made sure to keep her voice down to a low enough volume that she couldn't be overheard by her boss in the office but her voice was full of venom all the same. “She's just got it in for you because you're good.” Alison shrugged. “She's never like this with people who are bad at their jobs.” “Yeah, I suppose so.” Rose
sighed. “I suppose that's just the price you pay to work here and not be an idiot.” If Rose had hoped that the day would get any better as it went on then she was sorely mistaken. Not only did the boss call her into her office three more times but Rose managed to bump into a colleague as she was carrying a glass of water back to her desk. Her shirt was soaked and she had to retreat to the bathroom to dry it. “Why does this always happen to me?” Rose groaned as she stood in the company bathrooms with her white shirt held under the hand dryer. She would have just let the wet patch dry naturally but with her shirt being white the whole office could see her bra and the last thing she wanted was her boss complaining about her being inappropriate. As Rose looked at herself in the mirror stood in the company bathrooms in just her bra she made a decision. Life was way too short to spend her time being miserable and drying her shirt off in the bathroom. She was going to get out there and do something different! “Welcome back.” Alison said as Rose returned to her desk finally. “Not staying. If anyone asks I left because I threw up or something.” Rose said breathlessly as she grabbed her things and shut down her computer. “I'm taking the afternoon off.” “Wow, go you.” Alison smirked. “Didn't know you had it in you.” “Me neither, so I'm going before I change my mind.” Rose grinned in return. “When I come back in tomorrow I'll be a new woman with new experiences under her belt.” “Not just going home to watch TV and eat ice cream then?” Alison asked. “No. I'm going to go do something different and fun.” Rose said proudly. “See you tomorrow!” With that she left the office before anyone could convince her to stay. As soon as Rose left the building and slid into the driver's seat of her car she paused. She was sick of work, sick of things going wrong and sick of her predictable boring life. She needed excitement and fun, something different, but the problem was that she didn't have a clue what she could do that was exciting and fun and she couldn't think of anywhere particularly different to go. “I guess I'll just drive,” she mumbled to herself as she turned the key and set off out of the office parking lot. As she drove she passed several places that looked like they could be fun but none of them seemed right. She didn't want to go for a drink and the cafes all seemed dull. She considered going to the nearby beach but by the time she arrived it would be too late for anything fun. She wasn't dressed for the beach either and she didn't like the idea of having to walk on the sand in high heels. She passed a couple of theatres and a cinema but none of them appealed to her either. She gave serious thought to the lap dancing club she passed but that felt a little too wild for her. Especially in the middle of the afternoon. With a sigh she just continued driving. She couldn't work out where to go at all but she didn't want to go too far either. She wanted to actually be able to get back into work the next day rather than being trapped a day's drive away. Eventually she came down to the docks. Big ships came through every day and unloaded various cargo. There were some passenger ships that came this way too and Rose had always dreamed of just getting on one and seeing where it took her. Rose parked her car and got out. It was a nice enough day and watching the various ships pull in and out wasn't a bad way to spend her time. She'd wanted something a little more exciting than this but she figured it would just have to do. “You okay there?” a female voice called out from a little way behind her. Rose turned around and saw a woman wearing the clothes of someone who worked in the freight area of the docks. She looked strong and had a huge grin on her face. Rose didn't know what to think but she couldn't stop looking none the less. “Not thinking of throwing yourself in are you?” the woman asked. “Oh, no.” Rose replied as she felt her cheeks flushing pink. Did she look so miserable that this woman thought she might be suicidal? “Good. It's just... we don't get many pretty ladies in expensive cars just drive down here for the view. I'm Wendy by the way.” the woman introduced herself. “I'm Rose.” she replied before looking out over the docks and harbour once more. “I don't know why you don't get more people here to look at the view. It's not actually that bad.” “That's one of the reasons why I like working here.” Wendy said. “I love doing something practical and working down here you're outside a lot. The view just makes it perfect. It's not to everyone's taste but I love it.” “Yes, me too.” Rose said faintly, though she was looking at Wendy as she spoke. She certainly didn't have feelings of love for someone who was almost a complete stranger but there was just something alluring about Wendy that she couldn't quite put her finger on. “So you came down here for the view then?” Wendy asked. “Not that I'm judging, of course. I'm just curious and trying to work out if you'd say no if I asked you on a date.” “A date?” Rose repeated. She'd never dated a woman before but she'd certainly thought about it. If she was going to date a woman then this Wendy would be just her type. Coming down to the docks randomly wasn't too exciting but her first date with a woman would be. “I'd love to go on a date. I'm free now, if you are.” “Yeah, I'm free now.” Wendy laughed with relief. “So glad you said yes, I was worried I was making a fool of myself there.” “A date is just what I'm looking for.” Rose confirmed. “I actually just had the worst morning ever at work so I skipped out on the afternoon to do something fun and spontaneous. I didn't know what to do but I'm glad I came down here now. I've never been on a date with a woman before but... you're really attractive.” she admitted, breathless with nerves all of a sudden. “I'm glad you think so. You're a pretty sight yourself” Wendy grinned. “Well, if it's excitement and fun you're after I know just the spontaneous place to take you.” The two of them decided it would be more sensible to travel together so Rose hopped in the passenger seat of Wendy's truck.
"Don't worry about your car," Wendy assured her as she turned on the engine and started driving. "It's completely safe down here. The docks are always too busy for anyone to try stealing one of the cars that are parked up."
"That hadn't even occurred to me," Rose chuckled, "so thanks a lot for making me worry about it."
"Oops, sorry," Wendy laughed. "Well don't worry, I'll take your mind off it soon enough. I know the perfect place to go."
The journey wasn't long, and while Wendy drove the two spent a little while talking and getting to know one another a little better. They chatted about their work and their personal lives and their hobbies, and by the time the short drive was over they were already a great deal closer. Rose was also interested to find out where their date was going to be, given that Wendy had assured her it would be somewhere different and exciting. She had thoughts of posh restaurants at first but that seemed too typical and dull. Then she thought they might go and do something exceptionally wild, like sky-diving or base-jumping, but that was a little much for her. She kind of hoped that wouldn't be the case. In the end their destination turned out to be something fairly different for her but, to her relief, not anything dangerous either.
"A strip club?" Rose asked in surprise as Wendy pulled up into a parking space.
"Yep," Wendy said with a grin. "If you're fine with it, obviously. Figured you'd have never really had a chance to go somewhere like this before by the sound of it and it'd be a good way to make sure you're actually interested in other women if you haven't dated one before. Don't want to go through a whole real date only to find out you're not interested," she said with a grin. "Though I suppose this is kind of like a date anyway," she admitted with a laugh. "If you're fine to call it that too, of course. I realise that a strip club isn't really a typical date location for most people."
"It's certainly different," Rose agreed. "Well, what the heck, why not?" she said with a grin. "I said I wanted different, right? Let's do it! I think it could be fun!"
"That's what I wanted to hear!" Wendy turned off the engine and hopped out of the truck before walking around to help Rose out from the other side. It was a little high up for her to hop out easily in her high heels.
Once the two of them were out of the truck they made their way over to the main entrance. The bouncer looked them over briefly with a typical stern, no-nonsense look on his face. Then he su
ddenly brightened up and offered Wendy a smile.
"Hey Wendy, didn't think we'd be seeing you here today. This a friend?" he asked. Clearly Wendy was a regular here, though Rose found she didn't particularly mind. If she was going to have her first time with a woman then she was much happier with it being a woman who actually had some experience under her belt.
"You know you can't keep away Bruce," Wendy said with a laugh. "Yeah, sort of a friend, sort of a date - so don't go getting any ideas about trying to steal her off me." Wendy slipped an arm around Rose's waist and she felt herself blush slightly. She wasn't used to women being so hands-on with her but she found that she was rather enjoying the attention.
"As if I'd do that to one of my favourite customers," Bruce laughed.
"One of?" Wendy echoed, her voice full of mock indignation. "Well I never! I thought I was the favourite, not a favourite!"
"You are," Bruce grinned, "but management doesn't like me showing favouritism. Gets the other customers upset." He opened up the door and held it to let them in. "Now go on in or I'll be stuck here talking to you all day."
"Oh what a terrible fate that would be," Wendy laughed, escorting Rose into the strip club.
Once they were inside they had to walk down a small corridor before getting to the main hall. Considering the time of day it wasn't surprising to find the place mostly empty. Despite that there were still a few people around. As Rose had expected, they were mostly men, either on their own and clearly drunk or miserable, or on the complete opposite end of the scale and looking thrilled with themselves as they sat around with big groups of friends while drinking and having fun. It was all so much to take in that Rose could feel her eyes growing wider as she looked around. There were a few podiums in different places around the huge building. At this time of day most of them were empty, though a couple still had scantily clad women dancing and showing off and stripping down. She found she was particularly captivated by a woman wearing a cowgirl outfit - though calling it an outfit seemed generous. Aside from the thigh-high boots and cowboy hat she wasn't wearing a great deal else. Then again, that was the sort of place she was in, and she was certainly enjoying the view so was by no means complaining.