ENTRAPMENT Chapter 1

This story is written as a special favor for a person who is in a similar dilemma and requested me to write it. Names have been changed and no similarities to anyone are intended.

By: Maxine
Cynthia was pensive as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She was putting the finishing touches to her makeup. Slowly she squeezed her lips together, letting her lipstick coat her lips evenly. Gently she wiped away a stray smear. The 18 year old brunette was considering what to wear. Tonight was the first time she was going out to a club on her own. Yesterday she had broken up with her boyfriend. It had been a mutual understanding, their relationship had become stale. Cynthia had decided there must be more to life than what she and Reg had had. The sex had started off good but later was not fulfilling to her. Her sexual appetite was above average, and she yearned for more than Reg had been able to give her. She was relieved that it was over and had decided at the spur of the moment to go to a singles club that she had heard of.
Searching through her wardrobe she decided on a midnight blue dress which hugged her figure nicely, accentuating her 36B breasts. Next she rummaged in a drawer and selected a pair of dark blue silk panties with black lace edging and a matching quarter cup soft bra. She drew the panties up her shapely legs and smoothed the silk over her mons. The panties were loose fitting and comfortable. Next she slipped her arms through the bra straps and putting her hands behind her back, snapped the clips together. She cupped her firm young breasts and settled them into the small cups, centralizing her nipples with her fingers. She liked the way her breasts pulled together, giving her a small cleavage. A pair of white silk stockings was next. She drew her dress on over her head and smoothed it over her hips. The skirt ended about 9 inches above her knees, exposing most of her thighs. A pair of black high heel sandals completed the ensemble. A last look in the mirror, loading her handbag with her necessities, and she was off. Outside she flagged down a cab and gave the driver the necessary directions to her destination.
The club was quite empty for a Friday night, but Cynthia supposed it would fill up later. There was a mixed assortment of patrons, ages varying from teens to middle age. Cynthia sat at the bar and ordered a glass of dry white wine, she was not really a drinker and nursed her drink. In the far corner were tables, secluded and dimly lit in a cozy way. A small dance floor was to her right, also dimly lit. A few couples were dancing slowly together, some of them girls with girls. An hour later the place started filling up. Cynthia noticed a few girls her own age or in their mid twenties on their own as well and relaxed, not feeling so conspicuous anymore. She finished her wine and ordered another.
Later a woman approached the bar and sat down two seats away from her. She was a striking blonde, wearing a gray pants suite. The pants hugged her shapely hips tightly, accentuating her womanhood the way they stretched over her prominent mons, drawing into her slit, the legs flaring out, as was the current fashion. The jacket was also tight and clasped together by two buttons only. A black lace bra was exposed and was obviously all she had on under the jacket, as her midriff was bare beneath the lower button. Cynthia guessed she was about 42 or so. The woman ordered a scotch and soda and lit a cigarette. Casually she looked around the bar and then at Cynthia, smiling at her. Cynthia liked the way she smiled with her eyes, it gave her a mischievous look. She smiled back and nodded hello. "Hello" said the woman, moving up one stool to sit beside Cynthia. "You seem alone? May I join you?"
"Sure" replied the younger woman. "I am Cynthia."
"Monique." Replied the blonde. "May I get you a drink?"
"Yes. Thank you. White wine." Cynthia said.
The two women chatted amicably for an hour. Each divulging their lives and interests. Monique was divorced, and had two grown up children, both girls. One was 24 and the other 22, still single. Gradually the conversation turned to sex. Cynthia liked Monique and felt relaxed in her company. She opened up and related her love life with Reg and told her about their breakup.
"Such a shame that a beautiful young girl like you is alone." Sympathized Monique. Cynthia assured her that she was quite ok. Monique offered her a cigarette, although she had never smoked before, Cynthia accepted. Some time later the cigarettes and wine started going to her head. She was feeling good and carefree. The two women had swiveled around on their seats and were facing each other. Cynthia noticed the older woman continuously looking down her dress and down at her thighs, exposed by the way her dress had hiked up, barely covering her panties. Monique excused herself and went off to the ladies. When she returned later, instead of sitting on her seat, she stood next to Cynthia. The blonde reached over to get her drink and her breast pressed against the young girl's shoulder quite forcefully. Cynthia never recoiled. Monique took her time lifting her glass, keeping her breast pressed firmly against the young woman. Straightening up the older woman moved closer to the bar and then pressed her crotch against Cynthia's knee. Again the young brunette did not pull away. She didn't know if it was intentional, but it felt as though Monique was slowly gyrating her hips, rubbing her pussy against her knee. She felt a shiver of strange excitement course through her body. Gently she eased her knee against the older woman's pussy.
"Want to dance?" Monique asked softly in Cynthia's ear, and before she could answer the blonde pulled her to her feet and led her to the crowded dance floor. The two women swayed together slowly in time to the music, neither of them saying anything. Cynthia had not danced with a girl since her teen years. She felt comfortable however. She inhaled Monique's perfume and recognized it as opium, expensive and befitting for elder women. They were about the same height and their breasts pressed together, nipple to nipple. After a while they returned to the bar. Monique picked up her glass and said, "Come lets go to a table." and led the young girl to a secluded dimly lit alcove. She had ordered more drinks and a waiter brought them over. When he had gone, Monique moved closer to Cynthia.
"Ever been with a woman?" the blonde asked the young brunette.
"No." Cynthia answered. "Have you?"
"Yes," Monique answered, "A few times. The most thrilling sexual experience I have ever had."
Monique was a lesbian. Although she had been straight in her earlier years she now preferred women and would rather go without sex than go with a man again. This young girl was making her cream with lustful thoughts. She leaned forward and said softly to the brunette.
"I would love to take you to bed." And nipped her ear lobe softly. Cynthia jerked, not from revulsion, but from the quiver of sexual excitement that traveled from her nipples to her pussy. "Did I shock you?" the blonde asked, letting her hand drop to Cynthia's naked thigh. "I am only being honest. You are so beautiful and desirable."
Again a shiver of yearning passed through the young girl. "Is this woman seducing me?" she wondered. The thought of Monique making love to her was intriguing to say the least.
"No I am not shocked and take that as a compliment."
Monique's hand was gently stroking her thigh, gradually working higher and inwards. Cynthia's legs parted slightly as the hand moved slowly ever upwards. Suddenly the hand was withdrawn and Cynthia felt a twinge of disappointment at the loss of the gentle caress. Monique twisted slightly to face Cynthia and cupped her breast, squeezing it gently. She felt the nipple harden through the flimsy fabric beneath her fingers. "Let's get out of here," she said and stood up.
"Do you have transport?" she asked.
"No. I came here by cab." Cynthia answered softly, a tremor in her voice.
"Can I take you home? Yours or you can come to mine for coffee. I don't stay too far from here."
"Oh…I…uh…I...don't …know." The young girl stammered. "I don't want to inconvenience you." She had become a bit doubtful now. She knew that this woman wanted to take her to bed and was in a quandary. If she submitted what would happen. Would she be able to reciprocate? As much as she was turned on by the thought of being made love to by a woman, an element of doubt nagged her. On the other hand she liked Monique and didn't want to offend her.
Sensing the doubt in the young girl, Monique said, "Look I won't do anything you don't want me to do. Just come for coffee and then I will take you home. Ok?"
"All right. Thank you." Cynthia condescended. Feeling a bit braver and convinced that she could cope if an undesirable situation should arise.
"Good. Let's go." Monique said and gathered up her things. She linked her arm through Cynthia's and steered her out to her car.
They reached Monique's apartment, shortly and the older woman ushered Cynthia in. She dropped her things on a chair and hurried to the bedroom. Quickly she removed her suit and underwear, donning a short pink robe. The young girl put her handbag on a near by table. The blonde returned and looked at Cynthia and thought to herself, "God she is beautiful. I will fuck her tonight."
She felt a stirring in her loins. It had been a long time since she last had it and never with someone as young as this lovely girl. She was determined to do everything right. "I must have her." She thought to herself again. She felt a thrill pass through her pussy and her clit start to throb with desire. The older woman moved up behind the young brunette and put her arms around her, cupping her firm breasts in each hand. Cynthia sighed and leaned back against her. Monique turned her in her arms and planted her mouth firmly on her lips, kissing her hard. Her tongue probed forcefully against the brunette's lips and eventually her mouth opened to allow her tongue to enter. The young brunette responded and reciprocated the kiss passionately, their tongues flitting in and out, their tips teasing and probing. It was the most sensuous kiss Cynthia had ever experienced. Taking advantage of the younger girl's response, Monique lowered her hand and slid it up under the brunette's dress and cupped her pussy in the palm of her hand, her fingers digging into her slit through the flimsy panties. She felt the wetness of Cynthia's pussy soaking through the delicate fabric and was elated. The young girl moaned and her legs trembled.
"This is what you want. Isn't it?" The lesbian hissed, working her fingers deeper. Cynthia parted her legs to allow the forceful fingers entry and collapsed against Monique. The blonde supported her and still clutching her prize, maneuvered the helpless girl to the settee where she eased her down. She slipped the straps of Cynthia's dress off her shoulders and deftly removed her bra, revealing the brunette's young succulent breasts. They stood up proudly and firmly. She lay down on the settee next to the excited girl and returned to the brunette's delectable pussy. Easing the damp panties to one side, she started caressing her moist folds. The young girl couldn't resist fondling her own clitoris, she was so consumed with lust. The older woman got down on her knees and eased Cynthia's legs apart. She pulled her soaked panties aside, exposing the young brunette's pussy. Gently she opened the swollen lips and leaned forward to inhale the sexy aroma of the young pussy before her.
Beside herself with lust now, Cynthia reached down and parted her pussy lips further, her legs drawn back to fully open herself. Monique stared in awe at the puddle of pussy juice filling the young girl's hole. Eagerly she bent lower and scooped up the tasty nectar with her tongue. The lesbian licked the full length of the slit, flicking the engorged clit with the tip of her tongue, moving downwards and pressing her tongue into the young girl's pulsing vagina. Expertly she worked on Cynthia's pussy, feeling it begin to spasm. She stopped, not wanting to bring her prey to orgasm yet. Cynthia groaned, feeling the teasing tongue withdrawing and bucked her pelvis upwards, trying to recapture the object of her delight, but in vain as Monique stood up. The blonde stood back and slipped off her robe, letting it drop to the floor. Cupping her breasts, she squeezed them, pulling them outwards. She worked on her sensitive nipples, making them stand out like stalks. All the while eyeing Cynthia seductively. The brunette looked at the older woman with wonder and desire. She couldn't believe that she could be so turned on by a woman. She marveled at the luscious body so wantonly being displayed to her. Firm breasts, bigger than her own, but not oversized, with just a hint of sag, accentuated the curve. Darker pink nipples capped pink areolas. Now standing proudly erect. A slim waist and nicely flared hips topped long shapely legs. Cynthia's eyes were drawn to the lesbian's pussy. Dark, neatly trimmed pubic hair framed long puffy outer labia, which were slightly parted, revealing a fair sized erect clitoris. The slit glistened wetly with womanly sexual fluids. Cynthia was filled with an overwhelming desire to envelop the lesbian's pussy with her mouth.
Monique moved to the settee and leaning over Cynthia, lifted her dress up and off, tossing it aside. Next she reached down and hooked her hands in the waistband of her panties, pulling them downwards. Cynthia lifted her ass to allow the garment to be removed more easily. Monique lowered her hips and eased forward. With her hands she pushed Cynthia's legs right back and far apart, causing her ass to lift and her pussy to open to it's fullest. The lesbian then lowered herself on top of the spread girl and maneuvered her body so that their pussies mated.

Slowly she gyrated her hips, letting their two wet pussies grind together. Monique rode her captive, her own pussy now on fire with lust. She felt her clit swell till it felt as though it would burst. Faster and harder she ground into the young pussy beneath her, their combined love cream smearing their throbbing pussies. Again Monique stopped when she sensed her lover was about to cum, even though her own orgasm was imminent, she exerted self-control. It wasn't time yet, she would have all she wanted later, but first she wanted to initiate her victim thoroughly, to possess her completely. Cynthia was going crazy with ecstatic lust. Her whole body was taught as a violin string, begging for sexual release. She felt her pussy streaming her love cream between her bloated lips, her engorged clit was throbbing as never before. She clung to Monique, trying to stop her from withdrawing again. The lesbian pushed backwards, breaking Cynthia's hold, and let her legs ease down. The young girl whimpered in dismay.
"You want me to fuck you don't you." Monique said, leaning forward and taking one of the young girl's turgid nipples in her mouth.
"Yes! Fuck me Pleasssse." She pleaded.
Monique chuckled and sucked harder on the brunette's breast, alternating between the two.
"And what about me?" She asked. "Will you eat my pussy first."
"Yes! Anything. Just make me cum. I am so hot."
Monique stood up and pulled Cynthia up with her. She pushed the young girl to her knees and grabbing her behind her head pulled her face towards her crotch. Cynthia put out her tongue and tentatively flicked at the offering. "Not like that. Lick it like I licked you, bitch." Monique spat at her, opening her drooling pussy with her fingers. Cynthia gripped the lesbian's ass cheeks and drew her hard against her mouth. She licked and sucked the delectable pussy for all she was worth. It was the first time she had tasted a woman and loved the bittersweet tang. Monique pulled the girl harder against her throbbing pussy, feeling her juices flowing copiously from her hole. The lesbian eased back onto the settee, opening her legs wide to give her lover better access. Cynthia followed her, hungry now for all the precious fluid oozing from the lesbian's cunt. Monique looked down at her lover devouring her pussy and felt her loins stir with her approaching orgasm. She wasn't going to withhold it, she knew she could cum many times tonight, this was only the beginning. With a sigh she let the relief wash over her body, her pussy spasming as Cynthia continued to lick her. Reluctantly she eased the young girl from her and drew her up to lay on the settee next to her. After a few minutes Monique got up and lit a cigarette. She sat on the arm of the settee and looked down at the young girl who was squirming in frustration. Cynthia couldn't help herself. Totally frustrated and her steaming pussy begging for pleasure, her hands wandered down between her spread thighs and she started feeling her pussy, toying with her throbbing clit, sliding her fingers up and down her slick slit. She was about to cum when Monique smacked her hands away.
"Is that how you want to cum, you little bitch. Aren't I good enough for you?" The lesbian said. "You will have to satisfy me some more before I fuck you."
The blonde stubbed out her cigarette and lay down on her side next to her hapless partner. She bent over the prone girl and taking her full breasts in her hands, pressed them against Cynthia's. The young girl's hand wandered to her dripping pussy again. She wanted to cum desperately.

After teasing her victim for a while with her breasts, she relented and slid down the young girl's slim body. She left a trail of saliva from her sucky kisses as she worked her way downwards. Pausing at her navel to swirl her tongue in the sensitive belly button. As she approached Cynthia's mons the young brunette parted her legs, opening herself in complete surrender to her lover, hoping that now she would get satisfaction. Her whole body was crying out for sex. Never before had she been brought to such a high state of arousal. Her nipples ached with desire, her pussy was practically erupting with love juice and her clit was throbbing. Her whole pussy felt as though it would explode, it was so engorged with lust. She shook with uncontrolled excitement as she felt the lesbian's tongue approach her sopping womanhood. Monique licked downwards along the outside of an outer lip, pausing at the sensitive area below the slit, nipping with her lips. Back up again outside the other lip, pausing at the top to flick the highly sensitive love bud, feeling it jerk at her touch. Down again. The engorged outer lips peeled open of their own accord to reveal the inner petals, bright red from the blood being pumped to them in anticipation of sex. The lesbian knew that Cynthia was as ready as she would ever be for sex and licked slowly down the length of her wet open slit. Back up again and another flick at her clit. She pressed her tongue into the end, feeling it jump at her touch.

Monique opened her mouth wide and enveloped the whole of the young girl's pussy in her mouth. Her lips created a seal against the brunette's pussy lips and she sucked hard, swirling her tongue around the hard erect clitoris. She inhaled the intoxicating aroma of her lover's hot pussy, savoring its aphrodisiac effect. "God I love hot wet cunt." She thought to herself, as she sucked harder, filling her mouth with warm juice. Cynthia was in ecstasy. Never in her young life had she ever experienced anything like this. And the fact that it was being done by a woman amazed her. She felt her orgasm building fast and started bucking and thrashing around uncontrollably. Monique felt the consistency of her lovers juice changing from thick cream to a thinner fluid, and the taste become more musty, signaling that Cynthia was about to cum. And CUM she did, erupting like a volcano. Her body went rigid, her eyes turned up inside her head as she came like never before. Her pussy went into spasms, spewing forth her girl cum. Monique eased up slightly with her ministrations but expertly kept her lover at the peak of her orgasm for ten seconds or more. The lesbian felt the flood of sex juice fill her mouth and swallowed it all. She stopped sucking and gently licked the young girl's trembling pussy, avoiding the sensitive clit for now, allowing her lover to cum down slowly
Monique knew Cynthia was hers now. To do with as she pleased. She would never be the same again. The lesbian reveled in the fact that she now had so young a sex slave. When she felt the young brunette's breathing return to normal, she went back to her clit, sucking the love organ into her mouth. She tongued it rapidly, nipping it gently between her teeth. Cynthia started moaning again and thrust her pussy upward against the blonde's expert mouth. Monique brought her hand up and slipped two fingers into Cynthia's oily cunt. It felt tight but her fingers slid in easily because of the copious lubrication, A third finger joined the other two and the lesbian slowly finger fucked her lover, all the time sucking and nibbling her clit. Faster and deeper she worked the brunette's pulsating pussy. Cynthia was in ecstasy again. She contracted and relaxed her pussy muscles in time with the fingers that were fucking her. It felt soooo goood. Her cunt was making sexy squishy sucking noises as Monique's fingers penetrated her deeper and deeper. The lesbian was driving her wild again and she felt a second orgasm starting deep in her womb. Monique knew how to finger a woman and added another finger. She curled her long fingers so as to reach the young girl's G spot. Harder and harder she pumped, bringing the ecstatic girl to new heights of pleasure. Cynthia climaxed again, even harder than before and screamed her delight, her pussy clamping on her lover's fingers trying to milk them as though they were a penis. Her quivering cunt ejaculated yet another load of girl cum, coating the lesbian's fingers and squirting out past them. Quickly Monique withdrew them and clamped her mouth over the erupting cunt, filling her mouth with the intoxicating fluid. She moved up the young girl's body and kissed her full on her open mouth. She let the precious juice trickle out into Cynthia's mouth so that she could taste herself. The brunette kissed her back hungrily, she felt so in love with this beautiful mature woman who had brought her to such sexual bliss. She had become a nymphomaniac and wanted to cum with her again and again. She hugged her tightly, her eyes filled with tears of joy. Monique rolled onto her back and held the trembling girl in her arms, stroking her hair, trying to calm her. Her own pussy was desperately in need of attention again and she moved her hand down to it and started teasing her own clitoris slowly. Cynthia became aware of her movements and moved her own hand down to her lover's crotch. Monique caught hold of Cynthia's hand and fed three of her fingers into her drenched hole. Cynthia slowly worked her fingers in and out, placing her thumb on her lover's big clit, the same way as when she masturbated herself. She felt Monique's pussy rising and falling in time with her stroking. Monique wanted more in her gaping cunt and added three fingers of her own alongside Cynthia's. Together the two women fucked Monique's pussy with their fingers till the lesbian cried out her satisfaction when she came. They lay still, cramped together on the confining settee. Each locked in their own thoughts. Cynthia thinking that she must be dreaming, that she had never experienced such exhilaration and sexual gratification before. She wondered whether Monique would want her again or whether this was a one-night stand. She decided to make the most of it tonight anyway. Monique was congratulating herself on her luck at having seduced such a young girl who was new to lesbianism and who could cum so veraciously and copiously. Indeed she would do whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted and her instincts were rarely wrong. Her pussy twitched delightfully at the erotic plans she had for her new found plaything.
Monique eased Cynthia out of her arms and stood up. "Come darling, let's go to the bedroom where it is more comfortable."
The young girl got up lazily and stretched, thrusting her pert breasts out provocatively, her nipples as big as acorns, still erect from their love making. Monique slapped her playfully on her bum. "Stop that. You little tart. Or I might rape you." She said with a chuckle.
"Yes please." Cynthia retorted, clutching her breasts and squeezing them into cone shapes, offering them to the blonde. Monique put her arm around her and led her off to the bedroom.
"You're staying the night and no arguments." The lesbian said, "I haven't finished with you yet you little nymph." She pulled back the bed covers and left to make them coffee. When she returned Cynthia was lying on the bed, propped up on the pillows. Her legs wide apart, looking very sluttish, her pussy splayed wide open, wet and glistening from their lovemaking. She was squeezing her breasts, and playing with her nipples, keeping them hard. Monique smiled knowingly, her body was also still in a state of arousal. She handed Cynthia a cup of coffee and sat on the edge of the bed. They made inconsequential conversation while they sipped their coffee. Both of them eyeing each other's breasts and pussies from time to time. Cynthia couldn't believe that Monique had such a lovely body for her age, and after bearing two children. She wondered what the older woman had in store for her. She had said she wasn't finished with her yet. She shivered in anticipation of what was to come. Her body was ready for more sex. She couldn't believe it. She had always been a one-orgasm woman and here she was, after having two one after the other, she was ready for more in a big way. She loved the way her nipples ached, her pussy tingled and her juices flowed so easily. Monique took the empty cups to the kitchen and returned quickly. Her own cunt was twitching as well. "Now we will see if you are truly mine." She thought to herself. It was time for her plaything to administer to her desires.
The lesbian climbed onto the bed and straddled the young girl, facing her. She lowered herself and parting her pussy lips with her fingers, let her wet cunt envelop one of her erect nipples. Slowly she rotated her hips, letting her love juice smear over the lovely orb. She switched to the other breast and repeated her ministrations till both breasts were shining and slippery with her woman cum. Monique moved lower and one by one licked her own juice from the twin cones. Raising herself, she delved into her own pussy and scooped out more of her cream and covered her nipples with the viscous fluid. Moving up her body, she took one of her breasts and thrust it into Cynthia's mouth. "Suck my nipple." She commanded. "Suck it hard. Bite it. Taste my juice."
Cynthia obliged eagerly and did as commanded. She loved the taste of her lover's cunt juice and licked her breasts clean with relish. She took a nipple between her teeth and drew it out, letting it snap back. She repeated this with the other nipple, alternating several times till both nipples stood out erect and hard. Monique felt the pleasurable pain travel through her body to her throbbing clit. It was time to have her little love organ pleasured. She rose up and moved higher. Holding onto the headboard, she lowered her steaming pussy to Cynthia's mouth. "Now eat me you bitch. Eat my cunt good. Make me cum in your mouth." The dirty talk added to the fires burning within the young girl's pussy. She sucked and nibbled the lesbian's swollen pussy and felt her lover shudder as she orgasmned. Monique rode the brunette's mouth, covering her face with her oozing cream and came a second time. She was getting going now and would be able to cum all night. Cynthia was gagging and frantically trying to pull away to get some air. The lesbian was almost suffocating her. Monique realized her lover's predicament and lifted herself off her face. She wasn't finished however and quickly turned around into a 69 position and lowered her face between Cynthia's spread thighs and took her lovely pussy into her mouth, licking, sucking and nibbling it. The brunette looked up into the blonde's pussy, which was once more descending to her mouth. The two lovers brought each other to a climax once more. They continued to thrash around on the bed, first one on top, then the other, cumming again and again, till finally they were both exhausted. Cynthia's pussy wasn't used to this sort of abuse and was quite sore. She didn't mind though. She was overcome with sexual satisfaction. Monique turned around again and moved up alongside her new lover. The two women fell into a contented sleep in each other's arms.
Monique awoke in the early hours of the morning and lay quietly next to the sleeping girl. She thought once more of her good fortune at finding this sexy young girl lying next to her. She was proving to be an excellent lover, well able to attend to her sexual desires. She slid her hand down between her thighs as she felt the yearning start once more, and slowly stroked herself, gently pulling her clit, teasing it, feeling the wetness seeping out of her slit again. The air was heavy with the aroma of sex from the two women's love making. The lesbian stirred herself and gently got out of bed, being careful not to waken Cynthia. Quietly she went to her dresser and opened the top drawer. She rummaged about in the dark and pulled out a strap on dildo. After examining it in the dim light, she replaced it and selected a smaller one. There was one last thing to do to complete the conquest of her new lover, and that was to fuck her. She decided to use the smaller dildo first. Cynthia must be opened up gently. She took the toy to the bathroom and strapped it on, adjusting the straps so that the nub at the base fitted snugly against her swollen sensitive clit. It jutted outwards and curved upwards, like a real penis. Satisfied she returned to the bed and lay down next to her lover again. The brunette stirred and rolled onto her back, an audible gentle sigh escaping her lips. Monique rolled onto her side and gently caressed Cynthia's breasts. The young girl stirred again and purred with pleasure as she awoke. "Mmmmmmm" she sighed again. "That's nice." The lesbian trailed her fingers down the young girl's body and felt her part her legs as she approached her pussy. Gently she entered her with two fingers, satisfied to feel the wetness still there. Slowly she opened her lover up and Cynthia parted her legs further to give her better access. Monique rolled over and lay on top of the girl, positioning herself between her legs.
"It's time to give you what you've been wanting." The lesbian said. "I am going to fuck you till you cum your brains out. I am going to fuck your sweet cunt so hard and deep you will never want a man again."
"Ohhh! My God!" cried Cynthia, overcome with lust at the dirty talk. "Yes…FUCK me." She yelled.
Monique slid the dildo up and down the brunette's slit to wet it, pressing it against the tip of her clit. She positioned it at the entrance of Cynthia's opening and slowly pressed forward, easing it a few inches into the sopping slit. The young girl parted her legs as wide as she could as she felt the fake cock penetrate deeper. The lesbian eased back again and withdrew. She leaned out and switched on the bedside lamp. She wanted to see the 'cock' fucking her lover. The blond thrust forward again, entering halfway, she paused there, letting Cynthia become accustomed to the feel of the phallus impaling her. She withdrew slightly and rammed forward, burying the 'cock' to the hilt. She felt the nub grind into her clit, sending waves of pleasure deep into her womb. Cynthia gasped, but thrust upwards to meet the thrust. Monique supported herself on her outstretched arms and looked down at the phallus as she began to fuck her lover with slow deep movements. Cynthia looked down between her breasts and saw her pussy lips being drawn inwards as the dildo plunged into her, and cling to it as it withdrew. The lesbian speeded up the tempo. The brunette gripped the back of her knees with her hands and pulled her legs back and further apart to allow the phallus to penetrate her cunt even deeper. It felt as though she was being split apart but she was in absolute bliss as the big 'prick' fucked deep into her pussy. Cynthia was about to cum when suddenly Monique stopped thrusting. She stopped with the dildo buried to the hilt in her vagina.
"You are mine now." Monique hissed. "You will come to me whenever I want you. You will do whatever I want, whenever I want. Do you understand me?"
"Yes." Whimpered the sex-craved girl.
"You are my sex toy, to do with as I please. From now on you will only fuck me, no one else unless I give you permission."
"Yes. Only you." Veronica submitted, flinging her arms around Monique and hugging her tightly. "I love you."
Monique resumed fucking Cynthia and pounded into her with all her force. The two women screamed in ecstasy as they both came together in a shattering climax. Monique lay still, her strap on buried deep in Cynthia's cunt. Slowly their breathing returned to normal. The lesbian slowly withdrew the phallus and it came out with a 'plop' and a 'slurp' followed by a copious amount of girl cum. She unstrapped the dildo and put it in her mouth, licking it clean. They lay down again in each other's arms and slept till mid morning. They showered together, kissing and cuddling lovingly. Later Monique drove Cynthia home.
(To be continued)