Contains rough but consensual sex between girls, and references to some toilet stuff. Don't read if you're not into it, or if you're too young or if it's otherwise illegal.
This is my first attempt at writing, but this story at least is completely true, although spelling of some names is changed. Lemme know what you think if you're so inclined. (straponamber@hotmail.com)Thank you for reading...
As soon as I saw what Rene was wearing that night, I knew I was going to fuck her. Short pleated skirt that barely covered her ass and let the whole world know that those ripped fishnets were being held up by a garter belt (oh god, hot); a white vinyl shirt that was fastened by a zip, opened to just below the curve underneath her breasts. No bra tonight, and knowing Rene, no panties either. I idly wondered whether the shirt was taped to her tits, because I had no idea how the fuck that shit was staying in place, without any pop-outs occurring. My attention is temporarily de-railed by the skinny black leather tie on the bare flesh of her neck and chest - Blame Avril Lavigne I guess - but that little fashion-what-the-fuck was more than compensated by the thigh high black fake leather boots. I knew from previous experience that Rene's incredibly flexible, and I felt the sudden urge to piss on those boots and have her clean them with her tongue.
You have to consider when imagining this girl right handedly, that she's also fucking hot. I think her heritage is like Iris/Italian or something. I never really wasted time with "getting to know you" chit-chat because she was super easy to get into bed when we first met (well, toilet cubicle, anyway...), and we don't have much in common except shared friends and musical taste. Oh, and a love of dirty, kinky lesbo sex. But yeah, she's got creamy white Irish skin but a curvy Italian body. Dark hair, at the moment dyed black and pink. She isn't anorexically thin but not particularly chubby either. Just curvy, with these lovely, big, full tits. She's a hair shorter than me, but I'm six two so that's not at all surprising. Underneath all those clothes I know her cunt's waxed but has a bit of fur on the mons, and - this is so fucking hot - her armpits are thick with fine, furry black hair. Fuck I love girls that don't shave up there.
Me? I'm Amber. Six ft two, 10D breasts, originally from Seattle but been living here (Australia) for a while now. I've got black hair, a few tattoos including sleeves on my arms, I do shave my pits because while it's a turn on, being stinky isn't. I'm 19, I'm a lesbo, I emigrated out here with my gf Chloe, who's a hottie but doesn't figure in this story so more on her another time. We both have a love of fucking hot teenage sluts so we're not sexually monogamous, just romantically so. We both just love hot, kinky, dirty sex...and I'm also pretty fucking dominant.
I also love the cock, lol...my strap-on that is. And I was thanking whatever gods I cared to listen that I was wearing it under my jeans that night. Just wearing it out turns me on, and I was probably going to be meeting up with Chloe later and the horny slut can't get enough fake dick, the more public the better. But I had a feeling that it might be getting a taste of Rene first. Thank fuck I wore it.
I'd headed on over to Rene's place to just drop off some CD's I'd borrowed from her flatmate and shit. Their place was right near a nice little Indian takeaway that was gonna be satisfying my non-booty cravings that night, so why not? But all thoughts of dinner and records went straight out of my mind when she answered the door in that outfit.
"Hey Ambs!" hugs, kisses, the usual shite.
"Hey babe, wow, where the fuck are you headed dressed like that?"
"Oh, nowhere, actually" (god, that cute little schoolgirl giggle just made me wetter) "I was just trying it out. I think I might wear it this weekend...you like?"
I literally had to clear my throat so it didn't come out as a growl "uh...shit yeah! Very hot!". But I musn't have been able to hide my intentions, because Rene gave me that look. You know the one. The 'I know you want it and god I'm a skank and totally submissive to boot, just come in and take it'. That look. I like that look.
"So, uh, why'd you come over?"
It took me a minute to come back to reality, before I could reply "Oh, just to drop off these records for Mel", I gestured ineffectually with the pile of CDs and vinyl under my arm.
"Oh, cool, she's not here" another pause, another look. Damn she's a slut, I'm dripping down my thighs "but come in anyway, you can leave them here for here".
I gladly followed her in and placed the records on the coffee table for Melanie to collect, and before I knew what I was doing, I had Rene pressed up against the wall, my lips, tongue, and teeth exploring her neck.
As I mentioned above, Rene is very, very submissive. With me especially. I was reminded of that as she groaned into my ear; "Ohhh, thank you mistresssssssss!" the last word turning into an animalistic grunt as I bit and sucked her soft flesh, and my hands slipped up under the vinyl and began to molest her tits. I pressed my thigh into her crotch and we both began panting and grunting as she began to hump my leg. She whimpered out another "thank you" before our lips met hungrily, and our tongues began to wrestle, fighting for space in each other's mouth. By this point her hands were gripping my back, almost clawing at the material of my t shirt. We both wanted it so fucking bad...
Normally sex with Rene, while this furious and frenzied, isn't this quick. We were in total quickie territory here tonight. But usually, she comes over to my place for a full session. We call it "discipline". She'll message or ring me and say "Amber, I've been kinda bad lately, I think I need to be disciplined". And then for the next few hours, she's mine. She's an incredibly good slavegirl. She gets off on degradation and torture, can't get enough of it. Often Chloe joins in on these 'discipline' sessions because my baby has a kinky, sadistic streak I can't hope to match. And Rene can take anything she'll dish out. But most importantly, Rene's the only Aussie girl Chloe and I have found so far who's into shit play. She even eats it. Chloe and I discovered our love for that stuff when we were younger, drunk, and searching for fucked up porno on the internet. I know it's a definite acquired taste, but we still haven't been able to find many girls into it, and none since we moved here. (Yes, we are taking applicants, but you've gotta be female and around our age).
None with the exception of Rene of course. Thinking about taking a dump on that gorgeous milky white skin was making me ready to burst. Normally I'd be talking more, abusing Rene, telling her that damn right she should be thanking me for making her feel so good, and so on^Åbut we both knew how that shit worked, and what good is a slavegirl if the bitch won't get you off?
I withdrew from the kiss, but couldn't take my hands off her breasts, not yet. We looked at each other, panting, flushed, squeezing our legs together. I finally managed to let go and take a step back completely. She looked so slutty, still almost glued to the wall from the intensity of my attack, her close-cropped hair all messed up, her thighs squeezing together, trying to release some of the tension in her snatch.
Stepping back up to her, I entwined one hand in her short black and pink curls, and promptly slapped her with the other, in the face, hard. She only moaned, I knew she felt most of the force of the blow in her pussy. "Get down on yr knees, you fucking whore, and suck me". I stepped back again, took a few steps away and turned so my back was now to the wall. She visibly re-gained control and followed me, remembering at the last minute to gasp out a "yes, mistress...thank you, mistress" as she sank to her knees and rubbed her face all over my crotch, breathing in the stink of my pussy through my jeans. I leaned back against the wall and placed my hands behind my head, sighing, sitting back to enjoy the show.
She undid my belt and unzipped my jeans, giving me a dirty little smile as she came across the cock hidden in there. It's nine inches, not like she wouldn't have known even just by looking at my jeans that I was wearing it, but hey, we both knew it was all about playing the game. Taking the cock out and stroking it as if it was real, she looked me in the eye and said in her best dirty school girl voice "thank you for letting me suck you off mistress", before wrapping her lips around the thick black latex and proceeding to suck me off with an intensity I hadn't often seen outside pornos.
I love making sluts suck my dick as if it was real. I get no physical pleasure from it, but that's the point...I get off on the fact that the bitch will get down on her knees and do something that for all intents and purposes is pointless, except as an act of submission. The effect it has on me is indescribable. I also just like seeing how good a girl is at giving head. Rene has to be a fucking expert. She was doing all the tricks, sucking the head, running her tongue around in circles, jacking the shaft up and down and following it with her mouth, cupping the latex balls, even deep throating and making herself gag.
I took my shirt off and slipped out of my bra, my tits needed some attention too. So there I was, playing with my boobies, pinching my nipples, while this hot 18 year old in that wildly sexy outfit sucked my cock like a pro. I could, I wanted to, do this for hours. I wanted her jaw to get sore, knowing that she'd keep sucking because she'd do anything, even smear herself with horse shit (yeah, we made her do it, it stank but god it was hot) and masturbate in front of a video camera, to please me. But I didn't want to disrupt the flow of this fuck. I needed to take back the initiative.
Her finger was probing at the entrance to my butt. She looked up with questioning eyes, asking 'may I, mistress?'. I pretended to consider it, consider whether I thought she deserved the pleasure of fingering my ass. Finally, I gave the impression of relenting and nodded, and she worked her finger up there. I'm no stranger to anal, and know what to do with what muscles, so it took no effort. Pretty soon I was being penetrated while I watched the cock disappear in and out of her mouth, stretching her red lips. She was really going about it with gusto, great streams of saliva were dripping everywhere, stretching all the way down from where her lips met my cock to her breasts, now wet with drool. Lovely.
But as I said, I needed to take back the initiative here. Grabbing that fucking stupid little tie, I pulled it upwards, choking her, almost lifting her off the ground. To her credit, Rene kept the finger up my butt and her mouth in place on my thick nine inches of latex. I waited until I heard her start to choke in earnest, making those 'unk, unk' sounds, before I hissed out "if that finger doesn't stay up my ass, you little whore, I'm going to fucking make you bleed, you get me", she nodded vigorously and 'unked', and so I relented, letting some slack go so she could comfortably keep kneeling without breaking her neck or choking to death, but still, it must have been at least slightly uncomfortable for her. Placing one hand on her head, I then began to start fucking her mouth brutally, driving the cock all the way down her throat, bouncing her lips off my latex balls. She stayed firmly gripped with her finger up my asshole, the other hand holding on to my buttcheek, digging her nails in.
I kept her mouth-rape up until it became uncomfortable for me. God knows how poor Rene must have been feeling, but that's the point of my slavegirl. Besides, she loved it. That much became obvious. I ceased my assault on her mouth, dropped the tie, backed off, and placing my hand on hers, indicated that she could remove it from my butt. Well trained, Rene kneeled back on her haunches, thrust her chest out to show me her cleavage and neck, covered in my saliva, and then held up her hand to show me her finger, covered in my ass juice. Presenting herself for me, she looked so fucking hot. I put my converse clad foot on her forehead, nodded to the finger, said "clean it", then pushed gently but firmly, knocking her back on her feet...she put the finger in her mouth and sucked it clean, showing me the results. She deserved a reward for being so good. I put the same foot up under her skirt, and placed it against her cunt. No panties, of course. Why am I not surprised? Slut.
"You can cum, slut". It was like opening the floodgates, her whole body was already tensed, ready to hump her clit and cuntlips against my shoe. I don't think it even took a second of firm pressure from my foot and her wildly thrusting hips, ass bouncing off the ground before she came. She started to say "thank you mistress" again but it came out more like "thaaaaaaaaAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!". I reflected not for the first time that her neighbours must hate her. She screams so loud when she cums, and it's not like she's fucking getting it five nights a week from various people. I would reprimand her for not thanking her mistress properly, but the scene was so fucking erotic, I forgot. Next time. I'll make her bleed.
But now I needed mine. I didn't give her time to recover, I pulled her to her feet, and pushed her upright. "Strip, everything but the shirt and stockings, now". She didn't need to be told twice. The boots almost flew out the window, and the skirt followed. I pointed to the back of the couch: "bend over". She complied, presenting her lovely firm ass to me. I had to slap it. How could I not? I bet you would've done the same. SMACK! SMACK!. She yelped a little, but that just made me hotter. I ran my hands over that juicy butt, feeling the tension waiting to be released. She knew she was gonna get fucked, she knew it was gonna be rough and furious, and she couldn't wait. Well, I couldn't disappoint, could I? I guided my cock to the entrance to her cunt.
Oh, fuck, this story sums up Rene perfectly. When she was moving out of home, she went shopping for this couch with one of her 'boyfriends' (ie fuckbuddies), and they kinda 'measured' it up so he could fuck her from behind bent over it. See what I mean? She's a slut! Now you know why I love fucking her.
So, anyway...I placed just the cockhead inside her sopping wet cunt, and held there for at least 15 seconds. That was all she could last before she started to beg. "PLEASE MISTRESS! PLEASE FUCK ME! I'M A DIRTY SLUT, I NEED COCK! PLEASE FUCK ME WITH YOUR BIG COCK! PLEASE MISTRESS! I NEED YOUR BIG COCK, I'M SUCH A SLUT I'LL DIE IF I DON'T GET DICK EVERY DAY, FUCK ME PLEASE!".
How can I resist a plea like that. She screamed even louder than her orgasm when I finally, slowly, penetrated her, all the way to the hilt. We both held like that for a few seconds. My legs were shaking, and Rene was panting and whimpering. She'd just cum again from being penetrated. Holy shit...so had I! No wonder my legs were shaking. But I wasn't after her cunt anyway. A few deep, slow thrusts and I had a liberal coating of Rene's thick, slimy cunt cream on my fake cock. I withdrew from her cunt. Amazing that a girl that takes so much dick is so tight, her cunt didn't want to give it up.
Rene gasped, from the empty feeling, and probably because she knew exactly what was coming next. I placed my hands on her exposed butt. She was trembling. Even for an experienced ho, nine by two inches is a lot. I used my thumb to spread the creamy white cheeks and expose her hole. She was already trying to relax it, I could see it pulsing as it worked the muscles. I hocked one up and spat on her but, then used the cock head to work it in. Placing the cock head just inside her anus, for good measure I hocked up another one and spat at her, landing the gob of phlegm in the dark hair on the back of her head. She moaned. She was beyond talking now. She wasn't thanking her mistress for anything anymore. I took note of that, I'd do something about it before I left. But now, I slowly started easing my fake cock into her asshole. Buttfucking Rene is always a pleasure. If I'm no stranger to Anal, she's like it's long term partner. Her butt practically sucked me back in, as if her body was eager to have me back inside her after losing me from her cunt. She grunted a little, but she was used to it. She told me once that most of the time when she masturbates with a vibrator, she does more anal stuff than anything else. I believed it, she took that cock way too easy. But I wasn't complaining, we quickly set up a fucking motion, her ass rising up off the couch to meet my thrusts, everytime my hips met the back of her thighs, the clit stimulator of my cock did it's work. We got rougher, faster, you know how it goes. Sweat dripping, panting, grunting, moaning. We were beyond words now, both headed for huge orgasms, I could feel it, see it in Rene's body, almost pinpoint when exactly it was going to hit. Oh god, I was holding mine back now, I wanted to cum at the same time as her, oh shit, I can see it building, oh shit, oh, fuck, oh yeah, here it cums...
I think our combined wails measured on the richter scale. When I fully regained my composure I was leaning against her back, my tits squashed flat against the vinyl shirt. It took me a second to sort myself out. Naked, fake dick in Rene's butt. Where're my jeans? I don't even remember them coming off, must've been when she was giving me head. Oh, no, they were still around my ankles. I struggled out of them, and gently withdrew my cock from Rene's ass, letting it slap against her thigh, and resumed leaning my weight against her back. My hands slipped underneath and cuddled her, idly playing with her boobies through the vinyl. We stayed like that until our breathing settled and synchronized. Eventually, I managed to lift myself off her, slide over the couch and land next to her face. She leaned over, still flushed and panting, still with my loogie stuck in her hair, still bent over the couch, and deep throated my cock in one swift motion, cleaning it of her ass juices with her tongue.
When she was done she managed to flop over onto my side of the couch. I struggled out of my harness, threw it in the general direction of my jeans and shirt, and grabbing her by the scruff of the neck, guided her head to my pussy. We didn't need words, she knew what I wanted. She climbed over me and onto her knees in front of me. I spread my legs, put them on the coffee table, almost dislodging Mel's records. I placed my hands on the side of her head and guided her face to my cunt. She wasn't as frenzied anymore. After that last orgasm I don't think we were capable of it. But still, her mouth and especially her pierced tongue did the job, and after a few minutes of leisurely but insistent head, I sprayed cum all over her cheeks. She leaned back and smiled at me, wiping her lips, and said, again "thank you mistress".
I remembered that she hadn't been so polite before. I teased her face with my shoe, she began to lick it when it came in range of her mouth. Yeah, she was submissive alright, but still, the bitch needed to be reminded who was in charge. We'd both get off on it.
"You weren't so polite before, were you?"
She stopped licking and assumed an appropriately contrite expression and little girl voice; "yes, mistress, I'm sorry mistress".
"You know that's not good enough, don't you?"
"Yes mistress, I'll deserve whatever you give me mistress".
I had took in the site. I'm glad I made her leave that shirt on. It was slightly stained with her saliva and my cum, and her chest and cleavage and the curve of her tits were just fucking dripping with it. "Number one, you don't clean that mess up. Not 'til tomorrow". "Yes mistress" she replied right away, even though we both knew that loogie in her hair would be a bitch to get out after it'd dried out overnight.
I stood up "secondly, follow me". She did, we went into her bedroom. I needed to piss. I always do after sex. I wanted to piss on her bed and make her sleep in it, but that was probably too much. If she felt like I did she probably wanted to snuggled down under the covers, and get a nice relaxing sleep while basking in the afterglow. Chloe on the other hand would probably do it. The thought of my sexy, sadistic baby made me slightly horny again. I couldn't believe it. I'd love to take it out on Rene again but Chloe'd be pissed if she didn't get some tonight - she'd be so horny after she heard what had happened. So instead I just sat on the edge of Rene's bed, took what aim I can, and created a huge urine puddle on the polished floorboards at the foot of the bed.
"Secondly, you'll lick that up...and I - and Chloe - will see you on Sunday afternoon for discipline".
Rene's face lit up at that, and she squealed "thank you mistress! Thank you, Ambs honey!" and hugged me. I just smiled and pointed at the puddle of my piss on the floor. She dropped to the ground and began licking straight away. She was still at it as I made my way out into the living room, grabbed my clothes and my dick, and let myself out the door.