dumb little cockshy bitch, she whispered in my ear while she humped my tits. we had both smoked earlier, and she kissed me in a rush of euphoria. itâs just what dykes do. we can just make out a little bit. Iâm a woman, arenât I? you donât have to touch it. but as we got closer, her kisses hungrier, her hands reaching under my shirt to twist my nipples, I found our bodies were pressed together. I could feel her cock, hard and insistent against my thigh. when I tried to pull away (âno, stop, you promised, I donât like dick, Iâm a lesbianâ), she just said me too and pushed me on my back. i couldnât stop her from grinding against me, essentially trying to fuck me through my boxers. when had she pulled her cock out? I couldnât even resist, she was smothering me, holding me down, grinding that thing against my cunt. which was, to my horror, starting to soak my boxers.
I can feel how wet you are, slut. you really wanna try telling me youâre cock repulsed again?
my whimper was cut off when she forced two of her long fingers into my mouth. you know what I think? she thrust them deeper. I think youâre just shy. cockshy, you know? you need a little bit ofâŚcorrecting. she pulled my boxers down. I jumped, enough to almost throw her off me. she laughed. lighten up, sweet thing. did you think I was going to rape you? I froze under her, heart pounding while she rubbed the tip of her cock against mine. against my will, my cock twitched. oh my god, you like that donât you? you want me to rape you? is that it? is that why you keep making a fuss about my dick? god, all you dykes are the same.
âplease donât. please donât fuck me. not inside please.â maybe it was just the drugs, but I was starting to tear up in shame at my arousal. her cock was so much bigger than mine, so much harder and thicker and needier, throbbing against my cunt. when she moved away, my wetness left a string of moisture between us.
to my surprise, she nodded, only to move up to straddle my chest. with one hand, she grabbed my tits like they were her personal property. with the other, she slapped her cock against my face. when I spluttered in shock, she rubbed the head against my parted lips, even as they twisted in revulsion. her pre stayed on my mouth, and I instinctively licked it up. do I taste like a woman? I nodded and she smiled. good boy. hereâs whatâs going to happen. I wonât fuck you yet. I wonât put my cock inside you until you beg for it on camera. weâre just gonna stay right here while I jerk off. consider it training. or exposure therapy. go on, spit on it. unless you want me to get the lube from somewhere else. her fingers rubbed my clit, slowly. a threat. I spat, and she took her time slicking her cock, no more than an inch from my lips, before wiping her hand clean on my face.
she moved her hands to my tits, pressing them together so she could slide her cock between them. i tried to dissociate, to block out the sensation, but every time my nipples were touched a jolt of sensation placed me back in my body. I didnât even notice I was leaning down, lips parted, quietly pleading for more. with a laugh, she grabbed my hair, holding my head still while she rubbed her dick all over my face. I felt disgusting. my cunt ached. she slapped my face again. tongue out, dyke. her cock felt so warm, the leaking tip pressed against my tongue. you donât deserve to suck it yet, bitch. so just hold still and let me use you. she jerked off on my tongue while drool pooled in my mouth and dripped down my face, smearing my tits with saliva. occasionally, she would hump my tits more, or reach behind her to feel my soaked cunt.
I felt drunk, delirious, craving nothing more than her cock in my mouth. she let me swirl my tongue around the tip, explore just a little bit while she jerked off into my mouth. and then, with a smug smile, she yanked me back by the hair, just to hear my desperate whine. see? just a bit shy. I did a good job of breaking you in, I think. agree with me. and get ready for your reward
âyes yes yes please yesâ I murmured, trying to get closer with my tongue stuck out. I couldnât even be ashamed of how I looked. she held me firm, pumping her cock faster.
some lesbians struggle with this part, but youâve been learning quickly. soon Iâll be able to show you what real lesbian sex looks like. poor thing, only fooling around with cuntgirls. barely even women, you know? because they canât. do. this.â with a groan, she came on my tongue, on my face, on my tits. and finally, finally, she shoved her cock into my mouth and rode out the last of her orgasm by grabbing my head and using my throat like a fleshlight. when she was done, she got dressed.
âmy turn?â I cocked my head, spreading my legs to reveal my puffy wet cunt. i couldnât remember the last time I was so desperate. she giggled.
oh youâre cute. try asking me that again after youâve had a real womanâs cock in you.