1. The Butt Slutt Chronicles


    Date: 9/9/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: TantricDrummer, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    buttslut?" she blurted out. The condo mates were referred to as the Carrie twins because they were always together. One tall and Hispanic with crazy hair, the other short and portly Jamaican, with a laid back attitude and dreadlocks. Serena ignored the outburst, calmly finished her yogurt then stood up. She addressed Alexa and Alexa alone. "Put that back where you found it. If you took anything else out I want that back too." Alexa nodded, watching her very closely. This was not the Serena they knew. This was not their quiet condo mate who worked so hard on getting by without being noticed. Gigi was playing with her breasts with one hand and slowly rubbing circles around her clit. Her panties were slowly dampening and her hips were thrusting involuntarily from time to time. The Carrie twins stood up and looked around awkwardly. All of a sudden, people were not thinking and acting on their own. Serena looked at the two condo neighbours and then looked at the door. They looked at each other and headed to the door. Gigi, who took such perverse pleasure in strutting her exuberant sexuality for all to behold was now in her own bubble, masturbating her excitement and nervousness to an orgasmic close. The dynamic in the room made her realize that all was not as it had seemed. This girl that she thought was so naive and in need of 'opening up' wasn't quite so much a bumpkin. Suddenly she felt insecure about all her sexual flamboyance, and focused the anxiety into physical pleasure. ...
    When she finally went over the edge amidst profanities and croons, there was nobody to ogle or chide her. They had all moved to the next thing. The solicitation Serena was sitting on her bed going through her evening moisturizing routine when there was a knock on the door. It was Alexa. She smiled and waved her in. "Was I a bit of a bitch earlier today?" She asked in a conciliatory tone. "I deserved it. We all kind of did," Alexa responded. She sat on the edge of the bed and leaned forward her eyes gleaming. "But fucking hell Serena. Did you really break into the Baxter House? I mean, the stories about that place are unbelievable. How did you do it?" Serena pulled out an aquamarine polish to work on her toenails. Alexa took it from her hand. "Here. Let me." Serena looked directly into Alexa's eyes. She held her gaze. As she attempted to do the same back, Alexa felt the same knot in her stomach she felt earlier that day. She felt herself getting weak somehow. In a repeat of the afternoon, she clenched her thighs tightly, then looked down. Serena handed her the polish. Alexa sat cross legged on the bed. She put Serena's left heel on her knee and started to paint her toenails. After about two minutes of silence, Serena started talking. "I would advise you not to say anything to anybody about the thong." Alexa nodded her head vigorously and kept painting. "Gigi is weak. I expect she will say something." "What about the Carrie twins" interjected Alexa. Serena shrugged. "Those two ...
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