by C. C. Morian
Lauren pulled Gina’s hand onto her breast. “Hurt me a different way.”
“I can’t, I don’t want to.”
“Please,” whispered Lauren, urgently. She’d never wanted anything so much as that. To be taken by Gina. Now.
“Are you telling me this as your slave?” asked Gina.
“I don’t want you to be my slave. I want you to tell me what to do. I want you to do whatever you want to me. That’s how you can make it up to me.”
“That sounds so mean,” said Gina.
“Don’t think of it that way,” said Lauren. “Think of it as pleasing me. Of me—accepting my position. You were right about that.”
“Are you sure?”
Lauren squeezed Gina close. “I’ve never felt so sure of anything in my life. I want you to tell me what to do. Anything.”
“What about Bob?”
“Yeah,” said Bob. “What about me?”
“You’ve been kind of an asshole,” said Gina.
“You have,” said Lauren. “But I have to give you some credit for getting me and Gina together.”
“And he does have a nice cock,” said Gina.
“Is he good with it?” asked Lauren.
“You really want to know? I feel bad about that, too.”
“I do. Tell me.”
Gina reached for Bob’s cock and stroked it. “He’s actually a pretty good fuck.”
“Let me see,” said Lauren. “Please.”
“If that’s what you want,” said Gina.
“Tell me it’s what you want. And tell me what I have to do. Put me in my place.”
Gina nodded, understanding. “Move down the bed.”
Lauren, so happy to be told what to do, slid down to the foot of the bed.
“Now watch carefully,” said Gina. Gina pushed Bob down on his back, and then she straddled him, sitting on his lap, but facing Lauren. Bob’s cock stood stiffly against Gina’s belly. Gina grabbed it and began rubbing herself with the tip, and within seconds her entire clit reddened and swelled.
Lauren fell to her knees on the floor, bent over the bed. She began sliding back and forth, grinding her own pussy against the edge of the bed.
“Come closer,” said Gina.
Lauren slid forward, but she must not have been moving fast enough because Gina reached out and yanked Lauren’s hair. The pain was exhilarating, shooting right into her brain.
“I said closer!” said Gina.
Now Lauren was just inches from Gina’s beautiful pussy as Gina continued to tease herself with Bob’s cock.
“Put his cock in me,” ordered Gina.
Lauren wrapped her fingers around Bob’s quivering cock as Gina lifted herself up. Lauren couldn’t take her eyes off of Gina’s pussy, her labia opened wide, her clit so temptingly close.
“Do it!” hissed Gina.
Lauren guided Bob’s cock as Gina lowered herself on it, burying it to the hilt. Gina moved up and down on Bob, taking him deep. She still hadn’t let go of Lauren’s hair, pulling her up so that Lauren was also straddling Bob.
“Are you jealous?” asked Gina.
“No,” said Lauren. “I love watching you, you’re so beautiful. When I watched you come before. . .”
“Did that excite you?”
“God, yes!”
Gina pulled Lauren forward and kissed her hard. Lauren felt linked to Bob through her, Bob had started to thrust upward, and Lauren had to fight to keep connected to Gina’s lips. She didn’t want to let go.
“Does that feel good?” breathed Lauren.
“There’s only one thing that could make it better,” said Gina.
“What?”
When Gina hesitated, Lauren pleaded, “What can I do to make it even better? Just tell me what to do!”
“I want you to lick me!” yelled Gina. “Lick me while he’s inside me!”
Lauren started to move down, but Gina held her up by her hair. “I know you want me to tell you what to do, but I have to warn you, if I get really worked up, sometimes I—squirt.”
“I want to do that to you, I want to get you that excited,” whispered Lauren. “Please, let me try.”
Gina pushed down on Lauren’s head, guiding her, directing her, the intensity of her desire and her command driving Lauren wild. She lay down between Bob’s legs, watching his cock go in and out of Gina.
Lauren had never imagined this, she’d never thought of being with a woman this way, she had touched a woman only once, through her clothes, that drunken sleep together in college, the two girls a little ashamed the next day. This was totally different, this wasn’t embarrassed exploration, this was pure lust, she wanted Gina so much, she wanted Gina to tell her what to do. She wanted to get Gina so excited she lost control.
Lauren tried to kiss Gina’s clit, but Bob was bucking so hard, so Lauren flattened her tongue and held it stiffly against Gina, tasting her juices, so amazingly good, feeling Bob’s cock run against her lips. She wrapped her arms around Gina’s hips, feeling Bob’s hands already there, the two of them hanging on as Gina flailed wildly.
“That’s so good!” said Gina. “Right there, right there!”
Lauren let go with one hand and reached down to touch herself, she was dripping, her normally tight labia wide open. She rubbed herself in time with Bob’s thrusts, her tongue flicking out now, sucking on Gina, not able to get enough of Gina in her mouth.
“Oh, Lauren!” said Gina.
Lauren glanced up at Gina, she wanted to see, she could feel Gina getting close, she wanted to watch Gina come. Gina was looking right at her, so sexy, so connected, it was as if Bob wasn’t there, his cock could have been a sex toy, it was just the two of them, just Gina, staring into Lauren’s eyes.
Gina reached down and slipped her hands under Lauren’s arms, her fingers seeking for Lauren’s nipples, her nails clawing, her fingers pulling the teats. Lauren moaned, if Gina kept doing that she was going to come, everything that had been building for hours ready to explode.
Gina was wild now, her only support Lauren’s nipples. Every time Bob thrust upward Lauren’s teats were yanked hard, like a chain pulling against an anchor in a hurricane. Lauren pulled Gina’s clit into her mouth, sucking on it gently, not knowing what Gina liked, just wanting to make her happy, to excite her, to do whatever Gina wanted.
“Careful, careful,” warned Gina.
Which only made Lauren lick harder and faster, she wanted this so bad, she wanted to see what Gina would do, she wanted to taste every bit of Gina.
Gina’s grip tightened on Lauren’s nipples, and Lauren smiled, she knew exactly when Gina was going to come, Gina squeezing so hard, the pain amazing, way beyond what Bob had done to her, so close. . .
“Oh, god, no, no, watch out!” yelled Gina, and she pulled herself up, away from Bob, away from Lauren, Bob’s cock slipping free, but Lauren tightened her grip, not letting Gina escape, she saw Gina’s entire pussy suddenly pull back and then explode, Gina’s juices hurtling toward Lauren’s face. Lauren caught one last look of Gina, Gina’s eyes locked on Lauren, a mix of fear and worry and pleasure and desire and disbelief. Then Lauren closed her eyes and locked her mouth over Gina’s throbbing pussy, the juices shooting into her mouth, Lauren swallowing as fast as she could.
Bob groaned, Lauren felt him spasm beneath her, but she didn’t care, all she cared about was Gina, she wanted this to be perfect for her. Lauren slipped her entire tongue inside Gina, catching the last squirt, reveling in it as it passed over her tongue and down her throat.
The very taste of it was too much for Lauren, it pushed her over the edge, her fingers grabbing at her own clit, her orgasm making her dizzy, the blood rushing to her head. She buried her head even deeper into Gina’s pussy, not wanting it to end.
Lauren lay there, panting, until Gina gently pulled her up, and the both of them freed themselves from Bob.
Gina cradled Lauren against her chest, her fingers cleaning the remnant of her juices off of Lauren’s c
heek. “Sorry about that,” said Gina. “I just got so turned on, the thought of you, of all people, licking me. . .”
Lauren kissed Gina’s fingers, sucking them gently. She smiled. “You taste so good.”
“I’m glad I didn’t squirt so much,” said Gina.
“You did!”
“No, just this little bit, right?”
“I swallowed it. So much, I can’t believe it.”
“Really? Was it okay for you?”
“It was amazing. I’ve never been so excited in my life. I hope you don’t mind, I was rubbing myself, I didn’t ask for permission.”
Gina’s voice grew stern. “Bad girl. Next time, you have to ask permission.”
“Yes, Gina. I’m sorry.”
“Hey,” said Bob. “I’ve got a mess here, how about someone cleaning me up?” He indicated the cum on his belly.
“Go fuck yourself, Bob,” said Gina.”Maybe I’ll just sit on your face and make you clean me up.”
Lauren wrapped her fingers around Gina’s arm. “Please, no. That’s my job.”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you, Lauren? Me sitting on your face?”
Lauren nearly swooned, just the thought of it, maybe even better than doing what she just did, the thought of Gina standing over her in those tall heels, ordering Lauren onto her back, Gina squatting over her, lowering herself over Lauren, her pussy coming closer, closer, both of them knowing Lauren would do anything Gina told her to do.
Knowing Gina could do anything she wanted to Lauren.
Anything.
“Yes,” whispered Lauren.
“We’ll see,” said Gina. “If you’re good.” Her voice full of threat. And promise.
“I will be,” promised Lauren.
“Then I guess we don’t need Bob anymore,” said Gina.
Bob laughed nervously. “Come on, Gina, admit it, I got you off.”
“You were okay,” said Gina. “But Lauren is better. And I kind of like the idea of telling her what to do, now that I know she likes it. How about you? You like being told what to do?”
Bob looked away. “Maybe. Now and then.” He turned back to Gina. “But I don’t like the idea of coming on myself.”
Gina laughed and flicked her finger at Bob’s cock. “Too bad. You have to learn you can’t always get what you want. And be careful what you wish for.” Gina got up and pulled Lauren with her. “Come on, Lauren, let’s take a shower and get out of here. We’ve got a lot of starting over to do.”
“Wait!” said Bob. “Lauren promised to be my sex slave for a day. That means she’s still got the rest of the night and all day tomorrow.”
Gina raised her eyebrows. “Is that right? What do you say to that, Lauren?”
“If I remember, Bob said something about the loser upping the bid. I guess I lost, although it feels like I won. So I’ll be Bob’s sex slave for the rest of the night and tomorrow. Or—.” Lauren got on her knees in front of Gina, looking up into her beautiful eyes. “I’ll be your sex slave, for as long as you want me.”
“That’s not fair!” said Bob.
“Tough shit, Bob,” laughed Gina. She looked down at Lauren, smiling, but not gloating. “Plus, you said that we’d all get to vote on who the winner was. I think I won. What’s your vote, Lauren?”
“I think I won too.”
“Hmm,” said Gina. “Let’s both agree that Bob is the loser.” Gina looked over at Bob, who was staring at them incredulously. “How about you Bob? You want to cast a vote? Either way, you lose.”
“Do I still get to be your sex slave?” asked Lauren. Lauren, subservient, yet oddly at peace, waited, wondering how she could be so calm and yet so aroused at the same time.
Gina smiled. She grasped Lauren’s chin and pulled Lauren back to her feet. “Let’s see how well you can wash me in the shower,” she said. “Then I’ll decide.”
“What about me?” asked Bob.
“Get some towels. You can dry us off after.”
“Can’t I watch?”
“What do you think, Lauren?” asked Gina.
“He’s been a real jerk,” said Lauren. “But you decide.”
Gina laughed. “Well, it is his shower. Okay, Bob, you can watch. But no touching. Unless I say so. And we don’t need washcloths. Lauren is going to use her tongue.”
Lauren started shaking with expectation. Oh god, yes!
Gina must have seen the look on her face. “Don’t get so excited. I’m feeling very dirty right now. I’m going to make you lick me very clean. Everywhere.”
Lauren moaned, not needing to think. Not that she was beyond caring, just the opposite, she had been transformed, a whole side of her personality and sensuality awakened. She was ready for anything with Gina, it was more than just a physical desire, a deep undercurrent of emotion guiding her, telling her that Gina would not hurt her, that Gina wanted her to feel good, and not just physically. And that Gina had feelings for her as well.
Still, Gina was able to surprise her.
“Bob,” said Gina. “I saw some binder clips on the kitchen counter. The big ones. Go and get them.” Then Gina smiled, in control, yet deep in her eyes letting Lauren know whatever she did, she did it for both of them.
“Binder clips?” asked Bob.
“Yes. If Lauren does a very good job licking me clean, I think they will make wonderful nipple clamps.”
“Ouch!” said Bob. “That will hurt.”
Gina cradled Lauren’s face into her chest. “I’d never really hurt her. I just want to make her feel as good as I can.”
Gina grasped Lauren’s still hard teat and used it to pull Lauren toward the bathroom.
Lauren almost feinted as Gina squeezed hard, the joyful pain a promise for the future, not only this night, but for many days and nights to come.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
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Even the strongest women can be made to feel powerless in the face of a sexist boss, a cheating boyfriend, or even a devious girlfriend. See how these women reclaim their power, and get their revenge.
Three stories of revenge served hot
Giving Him What He Deserves: A wife gets a sweet revenge on her cheating husband.
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Tessa is an up and coming executive, smart and attractive, a woman who is powerful and independent. In everything except love, that is. After having been dumped by her boyfriend who suddenly developed a desire for demure Asian women, Tessa is about to give up on men. Then she meets Mike, who seems to satisfy everything on her perfect man checklist.
Yet Mike is not all that he appears, and when Tessa finds out the truth she surprises even herself as she reclaims her power and gets her revenge.
About the authors
Blaise Quin. I love to write stories that fall into the space between romance and erotica. I try to give enough backstory and buildup so that the hot stuff has some context, instead of it just hitting you out of the blue. On the other hand, I know a lot of readers don’t want to wade through hundreds of pages of sometimes trivial information and repetition to get to anything juicy. So think of my stories as the best parts of a steamy romance, or if you prefer, wild situations that you can actually imagine coming true.
C. C. Morian. I write longer stories filled with incredible realism which explore how couples discover something new about their spouses—and themselves. Or how men and women learn what really turns them on, often in unexpected, but perfectly believable, ways.
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