my lesbian affair

Standing before this stranger in lingerie, I felt slightly violated, but more than that I felt sort of empowered. Even more so when she whistled in appreciation and got up from her seat slowly. She circled me until she was standing behind me and with two fingers on each hand slid up my sides to the straps of the bra. She traced the straps back to the clasp and paused. I felt her weight lean into my back and her lips press against my ear.

"Do you mind?" Another demand disguised as a suggestion.

I swallowed hard, "Not at all."

She still didn't make a move, "Do you want me too?" I had to think about that for a moment, and while I did the other two fingers from each hand, the ones that weren't resting on the clasp of my bra began to stroke my bare skin with feather light touches. Shivers ran up and down my spine.

"Yes." I muttered.

She nipped the top of my ear sharply, "I can't hear you." She growled.

"Yes!" I amended quickly, realizing after a moment how much I really liked her biting me.

"Okay then," she replied nonchalantly and proceeded to pop the clasp on my bra. Slipping the straps off my shoulders, she let gravity do the rest of the job while she lightly ran her nails along the length of my back. Suddenly she dug them in hard and I inhaled sharply, feeling my knees get weak. What was she doing to me?

Her fingers crept around to grab my breasts. She squeezed them generously and I felt her hot breath on my neck when she moaned softly. She spun me around and dipped her head to one breast and sucked my nipple into her mouth. My toes curled into the carpet and my hands balled up into fists.

My gorgeous new companion stood up straight. "At this point I'm thinking three hundred. A little cheaper than my usual rate, that's for sure." she informed me

"So you don't think I need much work?" I asked, my breath coming in a little ragged. The brunette laughed. It was almost mocking but I was having a hard time feeling insulted.

"Oh no, you need plenty of work. I mean, Jesus, you're so wound up I feel like I'm dealing with a virgin here." she reached out and took my breasts in both hands again. Her fingertips rested on the flesh while her thumbs stroked my nipples up and down, agonizingly slow. Her face moved closer to mine and for a moment. I thought she was going to kiss me so I closed my eyes, but then she grazed her cheek against mine and purred in my ear.

"But these tits, they're easily worth a couple hundred bucks." she squeezed them hard and pressed her thumbs into my nipples.

"Ah!" I called out, my voice sounding higher than my usual speaking rang. She pushed me away now, not mean but a little rough. My eyes shot open again to her standing with her arms crossed, just staring at me.

"Get that off." she demanded, pointing at my panties. I nodded dumbly, already realizing there was no struggling with her. You played along or she would just take what she wanted anyways. I began to push my lacy panties down my trembling legs and mulled over this stranger. I had an idea of what I wanted to call her.

I met the tall brunette's eyes once more, they were glazed over and she licked her lips. Her blue eyes bore into mine, and she pushed me back down on the couch. Her hand crawled up my thighs and between my legs.

One of her fingers slipped between my folds and explored. Something must have pleased her because she emitted a low groan from somewhere deep in her chest. She wove her other hand in my hair and yanked downwards, exposing my neck. The brunette ran her lips along my sternum back and forth and after a moment I realized she was smelling my skin. She then licked the length of my neck and bit, right where it meets the shoulder.

"You're so wet." she muttered and my face went red. Her hold on my hair went slack, but her finger was persistent in its search, in fact another digit had joined the first. "Does that embarrass you?" her eyes were back on mine, this time I didn't want to meet them. Besides that, what she was doing to me had my lids forcing themselves down. I just wanted to close my eyes and revel in every sensation.

"I'm not sure..." I answered honestly.

"Figure it out." She said and twisted my nipple without any warning. My eyes shot open of their own accord once more. "Does it embarrass you that a woman made you so wet? That she's making you feel like no one else has? That she's utterly controlling you?"

I couldn't answer any of those really. I just knew that her words were making me wetter now. I couldn't figure out if it was what she was saying or how she said it?in that commanding voice I was becoming quite accustomed to. The one I seemed to like responding to.

I didn't answer quickly enough, because she punished me again. This time lifting my leg to land a loud smack on my ass. I could feel it getting warm a moment after her hand left the spot. I couldn't even remember what she asked me anymore, I was in such a haze that I just called out, "Yes. Yes! YES!"

"I might have to knock you down to two fifty." she murmured and I wasn't sure if she was talking to me or herself. I couldn't concern myself for too long however because a moment after she drove her digit up my tight channel. I gasped loudly, feeling like I had just lost all of my air.

"So fucking tight..." she muttered and bit me again, this time on my inner thigh. I had an idea that she bit me to keep me on my toes, but I also think she liked it just as much. She seemed to bite me when she was pleased. Further research was necessary, my brain thought a bit sarcastically before she drowned out my thoughts again by circling her thumb along my clitoris. The pink nub was engorged and erect. I had never been this aroused in my entire life. She leaned in close again and observed my face. I struggled to look back at her.

"You will tell me when you cum?or else." she growled.

Instantly panic rose in my chest, "What if I'm not able to?" my voice quavered as I spoke.

She laughed the same almost mocking tone from earlier. "You will, trust me. So you better let me know." I nodded but I wasn't convinced myself. If I couldn't will my body to cum what made her so damn special?

My brain had no idea what she was doing to me though, because mere moments passed before I was bucking my hips uncontrollably and throwing my head all about. I felt like I was possessed. I had absolutely no control of myself anymore.

Electricity ran all throughout my body and I felt the sweetest relief all the way down to the tips of my toes which I couldn't help curling. I knew this was it and I was trying so hard to say anything. Tell her I was indeed cumming. Tell her that it felt so amazing. Tell her 'oh my God' over and over again. The only thing my voice box would allow was grunts though.

"Uh. Uh. Uh." This seemed to amuse my dominator.

"I'm sorry I don't understand. Are you trying to tell me something?" she cocked her head innocently; acting like nothing else was going on. I nodded my head as clearly as I could and my eyes bugged out. I could feel my stomach clenching again and soon I was swimming in my own pleasure once more.

"Cum, cumming." I whimpered, barely audible. My entire body felt warm, tingly and like a ton of lead. I slumped into the couch and the tall woman finally backed off. She considered the soaking digits that had been inside of me for a second before touching them to her nose briefly. She then sunk them in her mouth and closed her eyes. I heard a low hum come from her and my own eyes rolled into the back of my head.

"Two hundred, that's as low as I can go." she rasped and I struggled to crack an eye.

"What are you talking about?" I was so frazzled I had no idea what was going on.

She chuckled at my state, "Never had anybody do you that good, huh? I wasn't even trying."

i, still soaking wet, answered "not even my own husband"