Steps to Submission Volume 3: Virgin Lesbian Erotic Romance (Steps to Submission Bundles)

by Lexie X

  Steps to Submission Bundle 3

  A Kinky Virgin Lesbian Erotic Romance

  By Lexie X

  Kindle Edition

  Copyright © 2016 by Lexie X

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  This bundle includes books eleven through fifteen of Steps to Submission:

  Loving Piper

  Isabella's Secret

  Piper's Game

  Piper's Scheme

  Isabella's Voyeur

  Also by Lexie X

  Serena's Submission

  Foreplay

  Dominated

  Passion

  Breaking Nicole

  The Locket

  Emma's Hypnosis

  Lydia's Hypnosis

  Gwen's Hypnosis

  Novels

  Lynn's Craving

  My Roommate’s Girlfriend

  Seduction Games

  Sorority Seductions

  Tempting Jennifer

  Anthologies

  Virgin Lesbians: Erotic First Time Stories

  Virgin Lesbians II: Erotic Stories of Seduction

  Virgin Lesbians III: Sapphic First Times

  Virgin Lesbians IV: Kinky First Times

  Table of Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  About the Author

  Works by Lexie X

  Free Preview: Piper’s Humiliation (Steps To Submission #16)

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  Chapter 1

  Thumping away at her ribcage, her heart ran like a forge. Fighting the rushing in her head, she waited through several rings with the phone held tightly against her ear. A chipper male voice answered soon enough.

  "Um, I'd like to make a reservation," Piper repeated the words she'd practiced, too nervous to initially comprehend what the restaurant host was saying.

  "What day and time are you looking for?" he asked.

  "Is there… a Friday at eight open?" She gulped and waited for the young man's light humming to end.

  "Yep, one spot left," he finally said.

  She tensed up and gave her information in a daze. So it was actually going to happen!

  "Great, I've got you down for Friday at eight o'clock," he continued. "You sound a little flustered, if you don't mind me saying. Big night?"

  Nodding without realizing it, Piper gave an affirmative noise. "Gonna tell someone I love them."

  "Romantic!" He laughed. "Well, good luck. We'll see you Friday at eight o'clock!"

  She brought the phone down after the call ended and stared at it with distant eyes. Finally saying it out loud meant it was real—and having a scheduled reservation meant it was actually going to happen. There was a set time and a set place. It was out of her hands now, really. All she had to do was get to Friday. That was a simple enough thing. She just had to survive until the weekend without messing anything up or doing anything stupid.

  Noticing movement, she looked across the room to where Laura lay prone in bed. Her expression unreadable, the brunette watched her with those remarkable green eyes that she shared so strongly with her sister.

  "Morning," Piper said lightly, trying to mask her alarm. "Did you just wake up?"

  "Yeah," Laura responded after a moment. "I might head out tonight. Izzie seems like she's feeling better."

  "Definitely," she said with a smile, relieved that the brunette hadn't heard her phone conversation.

  Sitting through her first day of classes completely oblivious and out of sorts, Piper used all of her willpower just to grab the syllabus for each class. Every so often, she felt her phone vibrate; each time, she surreptitiously responded to a text from Isabella. The texts weren't anything deep or important, but every single one made her heart sing. She rushed home from her last class excited.

  Isabella sat within doing her makeup, her dress up around her waist. "Hey!" she said, smiling warmly in the mirror. "I know we had some shenanigans to make time for tonight, but we gotta go out instead." The blonde glanced down meaningfully.

  "Alright." Moving past her girlfriend, Piper noticed a familiar waifish and feminine body on hands and knees between Isabella's legs. A long brunette pixie cut bobbed with the efforts of the girl beneath. Laughing, Piper slapped her on her jean-clad butt. "Hey, Marlene!"

  Marlene responded with an embarrassed noise but did not stop what she was doing.

  Trying to keep focus while doing her makeup, Isabella took a deep breath. "You know, this was supposed to be you."

  "Didn't exactly go according to plan, did it?" Piper taunted, her tone mischievous. She leaned in and gave her girlfriend a smooch.

  "My lipstick!" the blonde complained, not really annoyed at all.

  Laughing lightly, Piper continued on to their shared bed and plopped down. "Where are we going tonight?"

  Looking at her in the mirror, Isabella gave a little nod down toward Marlene. "Somewhere that we might run into your friend."

  Quieting for a serious moment, she wondered what Jessie had been doing in the month and a half since they'd stopped being friends. Did it bother her, too? Did she think about it and feel hurt over the whole thing?

  Watching some girl toy busily lick her girlfriend, Piper began wondering whether what they were planning to do was even a good idea. Was manipulation really the best way to get a friend back?

  Her body tensing, Isabella stopped doing her makeup for a moment. "Stop."

  "What?" Marlene asked from below, surprised. "I thought you were about to—"

  "Yeah, I was," the blonde told her firmly. "But I'd like to save my energy for Piper. She is my girlfriend, after all."

  "Oh." Marlene crawled out and up awkwardly, not sure what to do next. Red-faced, she wiped her mouth with a humiliated swipe and then moved to the opposite bed and sat there trying not to make eye contact with anyone.

  Isabella picked up her phone. "Oh, it's the girls. I'll be right back."

  After she stepped out, Marlene looked up in consternation. "I don't… she makes me feel bad sometimes."

  Hiding the fact that she was secretly amused and amazed at how easily Isabella could manipulate the unsuspecting girl, Piper put on a compassionate expression. "She can be a little callous," she pretended to admit. She knew exactly what her girlfriend was doing. Isabella being just a little too mean about it all so that Marlene would later jump at someone who was anything but mean—someone like Jessie. "Sorry."

  "It's alright," the embarrassed brunette responded quickly. "To tell the truth, I don't even know how she got me to do it in the first place. I came over expecting to go out to the bars, and she just started talking, and then I was… getting on my knees…" Trying to make sense of her own actions, she shook her head.

  Piper laughed with genuine compassion this time, knowing full well how it felt when Isabella wanted something. "Yeah, she's good like that." Sitting there alone together, it was obvious by Marlene's awkward glances that the br
unette was still aroused and still wanting to do more, but Piper said nothing, instead opting to draw out the torture with an innocent smile.

  "So, you two, together… how'd that happen?" Marlene asked, curious.

  "Long story," Piper laughed. "Let's just say that Isabella always gets what she wants—but she had no idea what she was getting into with me."

  Marlene gave a sheepish smile. "I kinda—"

  Isabella stormed back in, cutting her off. "The girls will be a little late," she said quickly. "So we have time after all."

  Piper sat up, immediately excited. "Time?"

  "I'll have to re-do my makeup," Isabella muttered to herself, rushing about and grabbing things from under the beds as she calculated the time she had left out loud.

  "What's up?" Marlene asked.

  Isabella turned and locked the door before pointing at Marlene. "You, stay there. You already got fucked last night."

  "Oh!" Piper exclaimed, scooting forward to the edge of their shared bed. "Should I get naked?"

  "Get naked!" Isabella confirmed quickly, fretting with her dress for a moment before deciding to leave it on. "Screw it, no time." She pulled the strap-on harness out of its bag and slid it on over her dress, somehow still too graceful to come off as anything but arousing.

  Piper had barely gotten her pants down before her girlfriend came over and grabbed her by the hair. Surprised, she let herself be forcefully flipped and pinned down on the edge of the bed with her feet out and her knees hanging just above the carpet. Isabella rubbed her panties for a second to feel her out before pulling the fabric aside. Pinned on her stomach by one firm hand on her back and feeling exposed, Piper shivered with anticipation. Her girlfriend's fingers caressed her bare lips.

  "Not wet enough yet," Isabella commented.

  "I could help…" Marlene volunteered.

  Piper felt Isabella turn and look at the girl, certain that the blonde was grinning sadistically. Marlene's looks and manner hinted that she had a crush, and Isabella wasn't about to pass up using that to some advantage.

  "Hmm," Isabella seemed to ponder the offer aloud. "Not quite yet. But why don't you come over here and let her go down on you? Nothing gets Piper wet faster than licking pussy."

  "Talking dirty are we?" Piper asked, excited.

  Isabella held her down tighter in response. "No back-talk."

  Pressed hard into the sheets, Piper felt her body already warming. Isabella seemed to know how to perfectly press her buttons. She squirmed eagerly, and the blonde used her free hand to slap her bare ass cheek hard enough that it stung.

  "Oh, you liked that," Isabella realized aloud. "I think we'll have to do some more of that when there's time."

  Filled with electricity in response to the subtle humiliation and stinging slap, Piper wasn't sure whether to frown or smile. The slap had hurt, but had only turned her on more; she remained intrigued at her own responses, and at the possibility of exploring further with her girlfriend.

  Marlene climbed across the bed next to her and slid down with her back to the wall before spreading her legs on either side of Piper's head. The brunette's pants were already gone, discarded somewhere in the room. She bore a sheepish smile, still not sure how to react to Isabella's orders—or why she found herself complying with them so readily.

  Her face pressed against fabric, highly aware of the soft skin and unshaven hair beneath, Piper used her nose and cheek to push aside Marlene's panties. Anticipating that complex and lightly sweet flavor unique to the innocent girl, she pushed her face against soft hair and heated mound before squeezing her tongue out and down between slick lips and her own chin.

  The intimate slickness, sexual flavor, and feminine scent immediately brought a surge of heat between her legs. Going straight to her happy place, she moved her head up and down while using her neck to put pressure behind her lapping tongue.

  Behind her, Isabella spit somewhere—and then two wet fingers massaged her exposed sex. "There we go…" the blonde cooed lightly. She gave it another minute or two—and a little more spit—before proceeding. Making a little noise of appreciation, Isabella caressed her bare cheeks and thighs.

  Filled with anticipation, Piper slowed her licking to a gentle rhythmic lapping and let go of her thoughts as she sank into the moment. A firm presence penetrated her slightly, and her lower body tensed instinctively. Relaxing a little bit, she let the firmness slip deeper, and then gasped involuntarily as Isabella fully eased her way in.

  She took a breath of adjustment and her nostrils filled with Marlene's scent. Relishing that aroma, Piper opened her clenched eyes to glance up and see the brunette watching her in return with a wide fascinated gaze.

  Isabella gave a small exploratory thrust and she was forced to close her eyes again as her body filled with a sense of massive solid penetration. When she finally grew accustomed to the sensation of being filled, she began slowly licking again, stimulating herself with the sensations of pleasuring a girl with her mouth. Always her old favorite turn-on, she used the slickness, heat, and intimate flavor to build a good base of arousal, intent on getting off as quickly as possible since time was short.

  Sensing her readiness, Isabella moved her hips forward to their limit and pressed her thighs against her lover's cheeks—and then she withdrew slightly only to come back slightly harder, working toward a good level of thrusting.

  Immediately shot through by heat and electricity, and focused wholly on getting off, Piper instinctively slid a hand down between herself and the sheets. Pressuring her mound and rubbing her clit, she added to the stimulation of Isabella's thrusts and Marlene's sex against her mouth.

  The three very different energies seem to hit her whole body in various ways. Her own hand brought sharp, fast, and high pleasure that made her want to tense up, while Isabella's thrusting and the sensation of being so massively filled brought a deep, heavy, and animal heat that had her thrusting back forcefully and breathing desperately through her nose; parting Marlene's slick lips with her rapidly lapping tongue—making the girl squirm and moan so beautifully—brought her a heady mental rush, energizing her very awareness with thoughts of how deeply Isabella had changed her.

  Here she was, going down on a girl and getting fucked by a girl and loving every single moment of it—dating a girl, and in love with her, no less—if Isabella's initial twisted desire had been to break her utterly and turn her on to girl sex, to make her addicted to pleasuring pussy, and to force her down on her metaphorical knees eager to please, well, the blonde had certainly been successful in many ways.

  The best part—the part that brought all her very different competing pleasures together to overwhelm her—was the fact that she knew Isabella's plan and intentions, that her girlfriend had been successful in completely dominating her and changing her, that she knew it all and didn't care. She wanted it. Every second of it; not just the sex, but also the manipulations, the counterplays, and the weird way it all felt perfect between them—she loved it.

  Was that Isabella's greatest achievement? Not just breaking her utterly, but telling her to her face what she was doing and making her want it anyway?

  Practically thrashing on the bed and barely managing to keep rubbing herself and licking pussy, held down by two delicate but firm hands on her sides as her girlfriend fucked her, Piper felt as if her whole body had just been set on fire. Surging with heat as her different pleasures combined and burned through her, her awareness shrank to nothing but fucking, licking, rubbing, and pure animal sexuality.

  Isabella's hands tightened on her waist as the blonde thrust harder to match her intense energy.

  Only vaguely aware that she was making continual noises of animal ecstasy, Piper chased after the incredible orgasm building within, intent on finding that amazing release for all its confirmation of who she was and what she was doing and enjoying. She knew that Isabella had always used orgasms to build and reinforce her predilections, but her girlfriend had done such a good job she was actually ins
tinctively doing it to herself now—and, still, even knowing that, she didn't want it any other way. Completely consumed, she suddenly found herself stretching and extending her limbs as a searing white fire crackled through her every nerve.

  "Just like that…" Isabella said softly, as if she could see everything that had gone through her head.

  Wholly filled with almost painfully intense bliss that hit every kind of enjoyment and every corner of her being, the fucking, rubbing, and licking lifted her to a completely thoughtless state of ecstasy and enjoyment. Piper embraced her orgasm—and everything it might entail—completely. The pleasure seemed to last forever, constantly replenished from every direction as long as her body could take it.

  Finally, desperate for breath, she was forced to lift her head—and her hand slowed as she realized her mound was sore.

  Seeing her come down, Isabella stopped thrusting and gently withdrew.

  Above her, Marlene lifted her leg and moved a foot away on the bed, giving her space to recover.

  Newly empty and exhausted, but utterly satisfied in an amazing and new way, Piper just lay there and let her bare ass and dripping sex hang free from the edge of the bed.

  Her girlfriend caressed her thigh knowingly. "Good?"

  "So good…" Piper panted, laying her head down on the sheets. "Seriously. Wow."

  "I'm glad," Isabella responded warmly, before getting serious. "We have five minutes until they get here. Marlene, masturbate to finish yourself off. Then get dressed."

  "And me?" Piper laughed weakly, loving it when her girlfriend gave orders so imperiously.

  "You can hang there bare-assed for all I care," Isabella teased. "Though the girls will probably feel a little awkward."

  "Fine, fine," Piper gave in, as much as the idea of multiple girls seeing her like that kind of sort of intrigued her. By the time she managed to get up, she noticed Isabella watching her with a sly smirk, and she knew she'd been caught out in her secret little fantasy of being publicly seen. The blonde said nothing, but Piper knew she was in for something twisted on that front eventually. Isabella would never forget. She would only file the idea away and wait for a good opportunity to torture her and push her past her boundaries.