The Interesting Thing About Marta
"Did you know the really interesting thing about Marta?" Lori asked, already knowing the impressionable blonde freshman sitting next to her was so raptly absorbed by the older student's charisma that she would shake her head in eager, fascinated anticipation for the next bit of the story. "She's fucking insatiable, actually. Like, the moment she thinks she's going to get a chance to cum she just throws all her dignity right out the window, doesn't even care who sees her so long as she can scratch the itch. Here, watch, I'll show you." Lori pulled out a stubby black massaging vibrator, and Marta's cheeks went beet red as her gaze fixated helplessly on it.
Because Selina was young and impressionable, even if she tried to give the impression of being able to hang with the big girls and handle all the grown-up talk about kink. She wasn't going to understand that Marta's eyes locked onto the toy not because she was just so horny and slutty and weak that she couldn't wait for a chance to fuck it, but because Lori had spent the vast majority of their college career slowly and inexorably conditioning Marta's mind until the vibrator was a trigger for her. Marta no longer had any control over her fumbling fingers as they stripped off her loose sundress to expose small, pert breasts and a bare cunt framed by stockings and garters, but to sweet little Selina this was just a couple of horny lesbians showing her something new and exciting.
Marta reached for the toy, unable to stop herself, but Lori made a tutting sound and pulled it back and the needy redhead was forced to listen to herself whimper, "Please, ma'am, please may I f-fuck myself now? Please, I… I need it so bad." It wasn't a lie, she was absolutely desperate to satisfy the maddening pulse of lust in her swollen clit, but at the same time she wasn't responsible for what she was saying, either. And Selina didn't know, and her eyes were wide and shining with fascinated amazement at the sight of this obviously queer and kinky dynamic, and Marta could just tell that the younger woman was halfway entranced already. It would be child's play for Lori to finish the job.
But knowing she was being used as a honeypot didn't stop the pleasant ache between her thighs, and when Lori magnanimously handed her the toy Marta turned it on and nestled it between her slick pink labia without even trying to resist. "Look at her, Selina, look at what a total slut she is," Lori murmured, pitching her voice low and soft and soothing even as she rested her hand possessively on the younger woman's back. "Just imagine how wet you'd have to be to just play with your pussy in front of someone you barely knew. Imagine how horny that cunt has to be to turn her into this kind of messy, desperate bitch in heat for us." Selina nodded, her lips parted in vacant captivation and her eyes unblinking, and Marta was downright grateful when she had to put her hand to her mouth to stifle her screams of ecstasy. Because it meant Selina couldn't see her face… and if she couldn't see Marta's face, she might not understand that even this was making Marta so, so very aroused.
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