Cynthia gasps as Robert's cock slowly penetrates her from behind. She kneels on the couch. Her elbows resting on the armrest. Her big tits dangled down, her small tee had been pulled up so he could easily play with them. Her shorts lay on the floor where Rob had casually tossed them.
Last night was the second time they had sex. Now this was the second time today. Just like the last two times, her need, her lust, controlled her body. Forcing her to submit to her roommate, regardless of the fact that she was a lesbian.
And what was a lesbian that craved cock? Cindy didn't know. All she knew was that she couldn't deny it.
Her tits slapped together as her body shook to Robert's thrusts. Shivers of pleasure ran from her well pounded twat to the tip of her scalp. She moaned her bliss at the still unfamiliar cock thrusting inside her.
In this moment it didn't matter that she was a lesbian. That she was attracted to women. For now, the cock was her master. The dictator of her pleasure.
"Oooh! Yes! Yes!" She gasped as yet another strong orgasm washed over her. Robert slaps her cute round ass as she cums. Enjoying the feeling of control over his roommate.
As she collapses against the arm of the couch he grunts his own orgasm. Filling her with his hot seed. He grabs her long red hair, forcefully pulling her head up. He nips at her neck as he pumps every last drop into her trembling body.
"That was amazing Cindy." He says pulling his softening cock out. All she can do is gasp, and moan at the empty feeling inside.
A few days later, Cynthia found herself chatting up a cute blonde in her poly-sci class. She actually preferred brunettes, but Amanda was attractive and busty. And not afraid to show off what she had.
Cindy needed to spend a night with a woman. To feel another girl's soft yearning physique pressed against hers. Not Robert's rough, demanding body. His big hard...
They agreed to meet at the club that night. The redhead excited to go out again. To be who she truly was.
She had on pink, skintight pants. The sides of which were sheer lace from ankle to waist. Showing that she wore no panties. She also had a matching pink silk top. It was basically a bralette. Leaving her midriff exposed and barely holding in her big breasts.
The music was loud and erotic. The place was packed, even on a Wednesday night. She found Amanda toward the back. Wearing a short skirt and button up shirt, open to her navel.
Smiling, the two girls enjoyed a drink. Then the blonde pulled her out on the dance floor.
Their bodies swaying together in time to the music. Their rhythm slowly matching as they dance. The two young lesbians savoring each other. Looks, scent, movement they drink each other in.
Soon hands start tentatively exploring. Caressing wrists. Dancing up arms. Fingers entwining.
Amanda steps closer, their big breasts mashing together. Her hand slips behind Cindy's neck pulling her close. There is an electric thrill when their lips touch.
Cynthia enjoys the way the blonde is taking command. Glad that she isn't Robert. Glad to be out with a woman.
As their tongues do their own dance, Amanda's hands move down the redhead's back. Causing delightful shivers as delicate fingers dance down her spine.
Cynthia's own hands move inside the other girl's shirt. Caressing their way around her midriff. Well below the woman's red lace bra and her big tits.
Their kiss seems never ending as Amanda squeezes Cynthia's ass. Her pussy tingles excitedly. Ready to take things to the next step.
Their kiss finally breaks. The two lesbians gazing deep into each other's eyes. The crowd around them forgotten.
Cynthia bites her lip and smiles. Demurely looking at the blond through her eyelashes. The signal clear. She belonged to Amanda for the night.
Before, her lovemaking would always be on a mostly even level. But tonight Cynthia needed to be taken. She could feel it. A strange lust like she had never known before that first night with Robert.
Amanda swats the redhead's ass through her pink pants. Grinning when the coed's only response is to push her body closer.
"Let's go back to your place." Amanda whispers in the redhead's ear. Nipping at her earlobe.
They leave, and soon find themselves at the apartment. Robert seemed to be out, Cynthia notices.
She leads Amanda to her room, but before she can open the door the blonde shoves her up against it. Cynthia's hands are pushed above her head, her palms against the wood. Her tits mashed against the door.
"My...my roommate could be home any minute." She gasps.
"Then she'll find you're a lot kinkier than you let on. Won't she?" The blond taunts. One hand pulling long red hair. The other sharply swatting Cynthia's cute ass.
Unlike when Rob spanked her, there was no pleasurable cock as a counterpoint to the pain. Just the sting as the blonde vigorously swats.
Yet Cynthia's body responds to the unwarranted punishment. Tingling with excitement at the pain. She yips with each strike. Her pussy throbbing and yearning.
Amanda grabs the waistband of Cindy's pink pants. The submissive girl gasps when they are yanked down. Exposing her bare ass and wet cunt.
"Looks like my bit of Candy likes to be punished." The blonde murmurs in Cindy's ear. Her hand sliding down a pale ass. Fingers sliding between clenched thighs. Rubbing the girl's wet pussy.
Amanda kneels down and grabs Cynthia's knees. Pushing her legs apart. Swatting the insides of her thighs when she doesn't spread wide enough.
Cynthia moans loudly, her cheek pressing against the wood of her door, as the blonde licks her soft wet peach. Delighting in the feel of the other girl's tongue pressing deep inside.
Not filling her like Robert's cock, but this is so much better. Isn't it?
The sharp scent of the wood in her face, Cindy's eyes go wide. Feminine fingers spread her asscheeks apart. One begins to lightly circle her sensitive anus.
Instead of protesting, she lets the blonde do as she wishes with her submissive body. She groans when the finger dips into her wet cunt then presses against her anal bud. Parting it like a reluctant flower. Cynthia's ass is penetrated for the first time.
The door shakes in its frame as Cindy's body shudders. Her orgasm skipping a couple steps and surging through her immediately. She lets out a strange low moan, and grinds her tits against the door.
Slowly, excruciatingly, she comes down from her orgasm. Collapsing in a heap at the blonde's feet.
"My turn, you little whore." Amanda commands. Pushing against one of the redhead's tits with her red, high heel pump.
Cynthia shivers, strangely excited by being called a whore.
Later, Cynthia hears Robert come home. She lays on her back on the bed. Totally nude.
Amanda sits on her face and grinds. Slapping the redhead's big tits and pinching her sore nipples.
Cynthia eagerly and obediently laps up the other girl's pussy. Happy as the blonde comes again and again.
"I don't know that I'd do it again." Cynthia says the next day. Snuggled close to Estley on the coffee shop couch.
"Sounds like you liked it though." The Asian woman says.