1. Cruel Wednesdays


    Date: 10/14/2014, Categories: Lesbian, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    skin, but I couldn’t care, hell, I even welcomed the sensation, another little sacrifice of suffering for the pleasure of my goddess. She came hard, gurgling, trembling, while the red woman kept fucking her relentlessly, and her moans turned to cries of pleasure, then to raspy grunts. The movement stopped, and Clarissa’s eyes opened. Her sweaty face was filled with bliss, and she smiled at me with such an ethereal satisfaction that I felt part of something mystical. A car door slammed. The sedan’s engine started up again and we were alone. The need inside me was worse than last time, but I knew I’d get no relief save from my own hands later. * * * * Wednesday afternoons became my personal heaven and hell. Week after week I’d meet up with my goddess and watch her indulge in carnal pleasure while my own lust was denied. I watched her make love right between my legs, with a woman with the most perfect, chocolate colored skin. I watched her get taken like a common whore by a woman ten years her senior, fucked in the bum with a monster of a dildo while our gazes were linked and every little painful twinge of depraved pleasure was passed on to me through her eyes. But then, one Wednesday, she made me an offer instead of walking us to her car. “Do you want to make love to me?” “Oh god, yes, yes! More than anything in the world!” She pulled an envelope from her bag and handed it to me. I took it with clumsy fingers. It smelled of her perfume, seductive and mysterious, and I almost ...
    didn’t dare to open it, only plucking up the courage at her insistent nod. A key fell out. The letter accompanying it was written by hand in a flowery script. “Come by at six. Use the back entrance, the key will let you in. Wear nothing but a dress and don’t speak once you enter. Go directly into the bedroom. Once there, undress yourself, then take my clothes off with your mouth. Show my pussy how much you adore it.” It listed an address at the bottom. I looked up, my breath going hard, but she was already walking away, the familiar click-clack of her heels fading in the distance. * * * * My heart didn’t just beat fast, it raced. A girl my age was on the bed, her arms bound to the rails at the top and her bent legs spread wide. She was pretty, with her brown hair in a cute page cut and almost impossibly big eyes that held such intense yearning. Her nipples on tanned breasts stood proud, and I could almost feel the envy radiating from her when I folded my clothes on the dresser and crawled onto the bed where Clarissa was waiting for me. It took long to get her out of the skin-tight black dress, but I didn’t mind at all. I relished in the feeling and taste of her skin while my lips fought to pull down straps and open zippers. I could have spent ages just roaming all over her perfect body with my mouth and discovering every little nook and cranny. Clarissa and I were both panting heavily by the time she was naked, and when I knelt between her thighs and lowered my mouth to her ...
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