1. Lipstick


    Date: 7/26/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: BradLee, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    face. Then they undressed me and lay me on the sofa. They masturbated me with firm probing fingers as I pawed my round breasts and pulled and teased my stiff nipples. The experience made me realise that the lesbianism was only one facet of my fantasy and desire. I also needed to be dominated in order to reach heights of sexual ecstasy. I discovered that it was pain and humiliation mixed with full on sex that made me climax the hardest, and which satisfied me completely. xxx The hard bodies of Kate’s friends had felt good against me, but it was Kate who really turned me on; a pretty ultra-feminine lover, whose dominant streak became more evident when she bedded me. When boys saw her leading me by the hand they wondered and fantasised as to our relationship; neither of us matched their stereotypical image of a lesbian, and so they dismissed our behaviour as flirtatious; they thought we were trying to tease them, trying to turn them on. They pictured us chatting in the ladies room at a nightclub, when in fact Kate was pinning me with my face to the wall, with my slick dress pulled up around my waist and the muscles of her long slender legs tight as she drove her strap on hard up into my cunt to make me come for her once again. xxx Kate wanted to whip me. I was nervous as we rode the horses that morning. Kate knew it. She flicked her riding crop against her mares flank hard as she rode ahead of me and I realised it would not be too long until I felt the same sting. My sex was ...
    gaping and wet at the thought and I ground myself down into the firm leather saddle to try to sate my arousal. But the driving rhythm through my body as my horse cantered made me weak with desire, and I knew I would be unable to resist her later. We rode for an hour before making our way back, and then we left the horses to graze in the paddock with their saddles and tack slung over a fence. Kate put her arms around me and kissed me, opening her mouth against mine, and I shuddered with anticipation. She grasped my buttocks with her hands, kneading my flesh through the tight material of my jodhpurs to leave me in no doubt as to her desire. “It’s to the hay loft with you, young lady,” she whispered as she drew back and stared into my eyes. Kate had prepared in advance. When I reached the top of the ladder to the loft I could see leather straps hanging from the wooden beams where she intended to tie me. Silver buckles were gleaming in the morning sunlight that streamed through the high windows. She climbed up close behind me and pushed me forward from the ladder into the golden hay that was strewn across the floor. Kate positioned me beneath the beams and made me reach up to them standing on tiptoes before she secured the straps around my wrists and pulled them tight. I struggled at first, and she stood back and watched me, clearly excited by my helpless situation. I could not stop her as she unbuttoned my blouse and rolled up my tee shirt to reveal the swell of my breasts and she ...
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