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Sapphic Sluts and Cream-Filled Tarts: Part 2

by Miss F

She opened her eyes and wiped the sweat from her forehead, which had started to trickle down her neck. After reaching a third, spasmodic orgasm, she needed to catch her breath. She looked down at the woman kneeling between her legs and gently pulled on the short, spiky hair.

“Fucking amazing-I love how you lick my pussy, babe. Let me stretch my legs and I will return for more.” The crouching body backed away and wiped the glistening cum off her chin with an index finger, popping it in her mouth for a quick suck.

She stood up and surveyed the large room, which was located on the third floor. At 1:30am,

the orgy appeared to be in full swing. On the far left, a threesome of tattooed beauties huddled in a corner. A rubenesque queen positioned herself on all fours and was being rhythmically fucked by an androgynous person wearing a strap-on dildo. The moans coming from this woman seemed muffled, as she was simultaneously sucking on the cunt of the figure that stood in front, legs spread wide.

Against the door frame, an older couple kissed passionately, scissoring their thighs and rubbing their pussies together in tandem. They seemed oblivious to the other sights and sounds of the room and yet, their own sighs of pleasure added to the erotic cacophony. The young femme, who was seen earlier, masturbating alone, was now being fisted by a tall, lean leather butch. With her face flushed red; she came hard, squirting juices down her legs and screaming an epic climax.

The on-looker took in these delicious sights and breathed in the musky scent of raw sex. Her own labia was swollen and pink from the multitude of gloved fingers and darting tongues that had tasted and fucked her. Still, she craved more. Watching all of these women experiencing carnal pleasure made her insatiable, wanting more ecstasy.

She settled back into the cushion that previously held her–still warm from body heat. She made eye contact with the muff-diver who had previously eaten her.

“I’m ready for more of your hot mouth on my cunt and while you are down there, my asshole would love a licking as well!”

Sapphic Sluts and Cream-Filled Tarts: Part 1

By Miss F          

She arrived at Oasis for midnight and already, the room was buzzing with sexual energy. Smooth, naked bodies were weaving to the music as the DJ pounded hard, fast beats inside the club. A bevy of bathing beauties lounged in the hot tub and outside; she could hear playful laughter and splashing coming from the heated pool. It was a feast for the eyes and the smells and sounds of sex made her dizzy with desire. Tonight, she felt insatiable; like she could kiss, lick and devour for hours. Hips, tits, lips, cunts…it was hers to explore!

She slowly ascended to the top floor. She swayed her hips as she climbed the stairs and made sure her tight skirt was short enough to expose her ass cheeks–her body beckoned strangers to follow. She arrived in a large, dark room covered with pillows and loveseats that were big enough to double as beds. She thought to herself; I wonder how many people could fuck on these couches, how many positions could be mastered?  Although she was alone at that moment, she knew it wouldn’t be long before she found out. Grabbing a seat, she propped herself against the pillows and spread her legs. Preparing her body, she softly stroked her pussy lips and rubbed her clit in a gradual motion. She waited…

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Three woman entered the room and discovered a young nubile frame masturbating alone, thrusting her pelvis and moaning in pleasure. The women glanced at one another and smiled. Oh doesn’t she look fun, they thought! They approached her slowly and spoke quietly, as not to startle her

“Do you want to be alone, sweetheart, or would you like some company? We would definitely like to play with you!”

The young woman opened her eyes, cheeks flushed and fingers dripping with juices. “Oh yes,” she whispered, “I want all of you…touch me, kiss me…please!”

The four bodies wrapped and grinded against one another, their hair in a tangled mess, their limbs entwined. Together, they humped and fucked and licked in rhythm to soft sigs and hot breath.

To be continued…

The Dame and The Dungeon

By: Miss F

A hand grasped a fistful of hair from the back of her head. She closed her eyes and felt the sharp tug sear through her body. A heavy boot kicked apart her small, bare feet until her stance was wide and vulnerable. She shivered with excitement and a touch of fear. The Stranger-the one who finger-fucked her in the hot tub earlier-was now behind her, preparing her body and spreading her eagle.

Along with the steamy hot tub, she had heard Oasis also had a dungeon. While she was a curious kitty, she was new to such experiences. She fantasized about a hot leather butch taking control and violating her with painful pleasure. Her stomach fluttered and she dripped with anticipation. The Stranger led her upstairs and pushed her towards the wooden cross against the wall. With a deft hand, the Stranger secured her wrists, first the right, then the left. She saw nothing as she faced the wall but felt a menacing presence and breathed in a musky scent of leather.

“Spread you pussy lips wide for me, like a good little whore.” The voice seethed, hot breath in her ear. “I am going to fuck you hard and you are going to love every excruciating second. If you find that I am too much for you, say the word ‘red’ and you will be freed from my grasp.”

One leather-clad glove covered her eyes, while the other hand traced seductively up her thigh. She knew she had a safe word that would release her if she felt uncomfortable. Still…she wanted, needed to test the waters. Suddenly, she felt a sharp sting and heard a slap. Her ass stung hot and red. Slap! Tears came to her eyes and a wave of pleasure engulfed her. Slap! Her cheeks prickled with goose bumps. There was a warm throb between her legs and she was dying to be penetrated by this husky stranger.

“I am going to make you come hard and when I am done, you are going to lick your juices clean from my glove. Do you understand, you fucking slut?”

She was dying of thirst and eager to lick her cum from those rawhide fingers. She understood.