To the Point A Lesbian BDSM Story by Salty Vixen story

To the Point-A Lesbian BDSM Story by Salty Vixen

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To the Point A Lesbian BDSM Story by Salty Vixen

Wendy was in a stall in the lady’s room at a nightclub when someone came rushing in banging on the door to her stall.

“The one next to me is free,” Wendy suggested assuming they needed to use the restroom.

The knocking continued, which flustered and frustrated her to no end.

“Could you at least give me a second?” Wendy barked back at them.

No sooner did she open the stall than a tall brunette woman came rushing in, pushing Wendy back against the toilet. Wendy felt a rush of adrenaline come over her as she searched for what to do. In a daze of confusion she tried to push her way around the woman but to no avail. Wendy didn’t understand what was happening until she looked at the woman’s white dress. It was stained with a trail of red wine that started at her breast and led down to her naval.

“I said I was sorry, I’ll even pay your dry cleaning,” Wendy exclaimed sympathetically.

The explanation seemed to do nothing for the brunette woman who was staring Wendy down in a sinister yet sultry way. Wendy noticed the stranger’s eyes were now focused on her large breasts, which were half exposed in her low cut top. Wendy had been sweating due to the uncomfortable situation and beads of perspiration slid down her cleavage line, moistening her bra. She tried again to escape, but the taller woman met her attempt with a hard smack to the face. The brunette closed the stall door and continued to ogle Wendy’s wonderful body in silence.

“No offence, miss, but you’re kind of creeping me out now, would you mind explaining yourself?”

Wendy’s captor grabbed her, slamming her body against the side of the stall pinning her there.

“Shut up,” came the brunette’s soft raspy voice.

“Alright already, just tell me how to fix this,” Wendy pleaded.

Letting go of Wendy the brunette spun her around and continued her ogle-fest. Wendy’s chest moved up and down as her breathing became increasingly labored. The high heat of the room made Wendy’s panties wet with perspiration.

“Touch yourself,” the brunette suddenly ordered.

Wendy shook her head in adamant refusal, this only resulted in her captor taking off a high heal shoe and pressing forcefully into Wendy’s back with the heal side down. She screamed out in torture. The brunette spun Wendy back around and repeated her order.

“Touch your fucking tits.”

Wendy felt flustered and trapped with the presence of the significantly taller woman lurking over her. She cried softly as she pulled down the straps of her top and inserted a hand. It wasn’t long before both nipples were hard as a rock; whish was visibly turning the brunette on. Wendy continued to cry as the despair of her situation finally sank in. She continued to fondle her tits as her tormentor eye-fucked her.

The brunette was getting hotter by the second; she loved it when she could make complete strangers commit the most obscene sex acts.

“Reach under your skirt and take your panties off,” she ordered.

Wendy, still not wanting to believe what was happening, pleaded with the woman.

“Please don’t make me, I can buy you a new dress.”

But the woman only approached Wendy, threatening her with her eyes. After a few more seconds of protest Wendy did as she was told. Her underwear dropped to her ankles and she stepped out of them leaving them on the ground. This turned the other woman on even more and she hiked her dress up to expose her open pussy. She began to touch her wet pussy. She slid a finger along the slit testing its wetness before inserting two fingers deep into her tight clit. Wendy watched as the woman moved in slow steady strokes. Sliding in and out of herself now with three fingers the brunette kept her eyes focused on Wendy.

“I want you to finger fuck your pussy,” she commanded.

Wendy pleaded emphatically against it. But it was no use; the brunette advanced further, pushing Wendy against the bathroom wall again. Wendy tried to shove her off but the weight was too much. She felt the warmth of the taller woman’s exposed pussy against her back side. Wendy tried hard not to be turned on by the friction this woman’s body was creating as it rubbed up on her, but she could already feel her clit moistening. The tall woman stopped finger fucking herself and held her hand up to Wendy’s mouth. Wendy however, kept her moth closed and shook her head in refusal. The brunette quickly grabbed Wendy by the hair with her other hand, slamming the girl into the back wall.

“There’s no use in denying me, the sooner you behave the sooner it will be over.”

Wendy thought about someone coming in and finding them, but the taller woman assured her that it wouldn’t happen and that no one could help her now. Her head throbbing in pain, Wendy finally gave up and took the cum soaked hand in her mouth. The brunette woman continued to assault herself vigorously as she pumped her fingers in and out of Wendy’s mouth. She asked for Wendy’s name and revealed that hers was April.

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“Do you like my pussy in your mouth, Wendy?” April implored as Wendy began to touch her own pussy. Wendy was mostly hormonal now but didn’t want to admit to it so she kept silent. April returned to fingering herself as she continued to badger Wendy with questions.

“You want me to fill your moth with my snatch slut? You hungry for April’s cunt?”

Suddenly April exploded and her cream ran all down her thighs. Wendy watched in agony as she continued to fuck herself; she thrashed and shook violently at the site of April’s juicy cream. April could tell that Wendy was now completely into the situation and she took the opportunity to tease the girl. Removing her cum soaked hand from her pulsing hot wetness, April teased her fingers in and out of her mouth relishing in the taste of her own cum. Wendy could no longer stand it and began to stroke at her intensely wet pussy.

“That’s my girl,” April cheered at the site of Wendy feverishly stroking at her pussy.

But Wendy was too far gone now, all the intense teasing had turned her it to an all out pussy whore.

“Ooooh fuck, ooooh April fuck me… god fuck me you slut,” she moaned
Wendy snatched April’s cum soaked hand and pulled it into her mouth licking the remaining juices away.

“You want me to suck on your clit?” April asked as she ripped off Wendy’s top exposing her oversized mounds with nipples fully erect. April rid Wendy of her skirt in the same fashion and in a matter of seconds the girl was nude. The sensation of April’s touch forced Wendy’s cum to squirt out of her clit. April regained control of the situation by grabbing Wendy’s hand and sucking the juice off her fingers.

“Is that what you want, you cum loving whore? Want me to fuck your pussy with my mouth, want me to clean your ass out with my tongue, that it you dirty cum sucker?”

April was now rubbing and pinching at Wendy’s walls with her thumb and index finger, Wendy moaned in expectant ecstasy as a finger peered slowly into her. April grabbed Wendy by the ass reddening her cheeks as she pushed the stall door open.

“Awwh fuck, suck my clit you dirty bitch,” Wendy pleaded as April forced her onto the bathroom floor.

April quickly moved down to Wendy’s throbbing walls replacing her fingers with her tongue. She then shoved her fingers into Wendy’s mouth as the other girl readily accepted them. She licked vigorously while force feeding Wendy her own cum. She sucked hard on the girl’s pulsing clit, sending her into a spin.

“Take it whore,” April commanded in between licks.

Wendy was thrashing about wildly again but refused to allow herself release, which only made April mad with the girl. She took her free hand and slapped Wendy across the face leaving a bit of a sting.

“Cum for me bitch,” April groaned.

But Wendy continued to squeal about, her boobs bouncing up and down; she used one hand to grab hold of April as the other traced up and down her smooth figure.

“Ohhhh, that’s it suck me suck me hard, yessss… oh, oh, ohhhh I’m gonna cum, mommy I’m gonna cum on you.”

April shoved her tongue in violently as if to tear a whole in Wendy’s thick walls, she continued with hard in and out thrusts of her tongue hoping to bring Wendy to climax. The longer it took the more frustrated April got, she was thirsty for Wendy’s sweet spout and was begging to feel teased. April lifted her head momentarily and spat into Wendy’s fiery cunt. She then reinserted her tongue shoving saliva into the girl. The mix of juices and saliva tingled inside of Wendy causing an orgasmic eruption unlike any other she had had before. Pussy juice shot straight out of Wendy and into April’s mouth.

“Ohhhh god, Ohhh you felt so good inside me.” Wendy moaned.

April swallowed some then came up to Wendy’s mouth and kissed her violently, forcing the rest of the cum into Wendy’s mouth.

“You liked that bitch?” April asked as Wendy swallowed her feed.

“Oh yes.”

“You want me to cum all over you, want me to fuck your face?” April continued.

“Yes please,” Wendy begged.

With that last answer April knew that Wendy was her bitch, and she could have her any time she wanted.