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paperskinned-writing · 4 years ago

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First attempt at smut. I've read some here and there and used to be an amateur writer before. So enjoy it with a grain of salt if it's not quite good.

Anyways, it's a bit of maid and master play with Kali and Ilia (RWBY) in some scenario where the Belladonnas have rebuilt their house and Ilia is a maid because she feels bad about the last one. Nothing extreme about this one but who knows. I might make a sequel if people like it enough.

Again, enjoy.

The bottle crashed down from the highest shelf in the room. Silence, followed by soft sniffles eventually made their way across the room to Kali's ears.

The little maid stood in the puddle of what was a full bottle of bourbon. The white frills and apron of her uniform, stained with splatters, were clenched in dainty fists. Her previously white stockings were now the same golden hue as the aftermath on the hardwood floor.

Kali rose from her plush leather chair she had been reading in while observing her personal maid. And immediately strode across the room to Ilia and put her arms around her. While not much taller than the girl, she did embrace tight enough that her motherly chest pushed itself up into a magenta face.

"I-I'm so sorry, ma'am," Ilia stammered, lowering her head further into cleavage, clearly ashamed of the mess she'd made and the concern her mistress had for her. The maid's magenta was giving way to deeper shades of blush, probably due to her particular Faunus trait. Kali sighed.

She wasn't angry or anything. However, it was a repetitive routine. Ilia, though currently buried in her chest, had insisted on being a maid after the previous estate went up in flames. The Belladonnas kindly told her it wasn't necessary but the former White Fang thug was trying to make amends. Kali was of course sympathetic to someone trying, and convinced her reluctant but soft beast of a husband to allow it.

A bit of buyer's remorse she supposed was settling in. While she had fun dressing Ilia in various maid outfits and watching the girl enthusiastically do her bidding, Mrs. Belladonna was starting to regret it. So many items were broken in the first week, she had to cover for Ilia to keep her husband from throwing her out. Two weeks later, the frequency had let up. However, each later item seemed to be more expensive than the last. And this was even after she had the regular staff essentially baby proof the mansion.

She stroked the maid's long ponytail, tracing it all the way out to it's curly end, repeating slowly. It seemed to calm Ilia down, or at least her colors were back into the normal complexion range.

"I'm sorry." The little one straightened up. "I'll clean this up right away."

Kali held her embrace firm for one last stroke of silky hair and let the maid exit. Though even that was a small struggle when Ilia had ended up catching her outfit in the door when she closed it behind her. Kali sighed again. Again, not angry. Just wondering what her help was actually helping.

Ilia returned with cleaning equipment in hand. Struggling through the door to the room, she began gathering glass and tossing it away. Kali resumed her half-hearted attempt to read to the ambient noise of the room. After some time, sloshing noises caught her attention and she glanced back up.

The tiny maid had hiked her almost knee-length skirt up and under her stained apron. Then she proceeded to get down on the floor to hand scrub the mess away, using a rag and a plastic bucket to do so.

Her attire wasn't skimpy. Frilly and loose standard really. The only real form fitting aspect to it was her sash around her waist that cinched the outfit about her waist. But this was the first time the lady of the house had taken a notice of the girl's figure since she had forced Ilia to wear it.

While the girl was currently faced the other way towards the door, her rear was pointed at Kali. The unstained tops of white stockings grabbed into shapely tan thighs. Straps from a garter belt led away from there up to the skirt that just barely hid the bottom of Ilia's cheeks. Annoyingly, the frilly hem obscured a peek of what might be underneath. Kali had only given her stockings to wear and never told her lingerie was a part of the outfit. Now there was a curiosity to unravel, unlike the mystery in her novel she was hardly reading anyway.

The tiny maid was oblivious to the stares from across the room. She continued scrubbing, her ass swaying slightly as she went. It truly grabbed the feline's attention, the curiosity gnawing at her.

What would a young lady wear under her uniform? Why bother? Maybe it was just personal taste? Maybe she liked the outfit too much? Her mind puzzled over the intentions behind the lingerie.

Eventually Ilia finished her cleaning and Kali still burned with a longing for answers. The maid stood up and started to adjust her skirt back to its normal. The bourbon stains on her apron and hems had dried for the most part. She tugged the edges down and shimmied until the folds of fabric hit their full length.

The mistress had been absentmindedly tapping her bottom lip with the tip of her finger. Her gaze hadn't changed in spite of Ilia now being fully dressed. Her fixation on the servant's thighs and hips eventually travelled up to the obscured bust before suddenly locking her amber eyes on a pair of grey ones. Staring bashfully right back into hers. Kali blushed at her blatant ogling.

"Are you done, Ilia?" she asked, trying to shake herself from her curiosity streak.

"Yes, ma'am." The reply was rather meek. The grey eyes were still widened a bit. "Is there something you wanted to ask me, Ms. Belladonna?"

Kali bit her lip. She'd been tapping absentmindedly on her chin before in her pondering.

The woman had always been a sucker for a submissive toy. She herself was a switch and Ghira, bless him, was her man. He was in charge in the bedroom: as rough as he wanted, as long as he needed. She loved it just as much as he, but she did occasionally feel that familiar ache. The need to dominate something like he did to her. That carnal need to gain pleasure at the expense of another. Ghira knew this and he cautiously welcomed her to exorcise it, lest it get out of control.

As long as it's not another man, he told her, he'd look the other way.

And here before her was a good little girl. Bright eyed. Tan. Beautiful. Eager to please. So, maybe a bit of a tease? Enough to satisfy her curiosity and maybe vent a bit of her pent up frustration with the source of it all? Maybe add in a touch of blackmail for fun? Kali cleared her throat and sat back in her plush chair. The leather softly creaking around her head as it cradled her feline ears atop.

"I'm curious to know what a maid wears under her attire."

After some silence, Ilia shifted in her shoes but never broke the gaze between them. Her fingers flexed tentatively.

"Did I do something wrong, ma'am?"

Kali's ears twitched slightly at the innocence in Ilia's whisper. It was genuine, yet, it felt like there was a yearning intertwined.

"No! Not at all. I just couldn't help but notice something when you were down on all fours. I saw something that piqued my interest."

The mistress licked her lips, her gaze grew hungry. It still locked with the other's.

"Care to show me what a maid wears under her uniform?"

Finally, the grey eyes broke contact. They glanced downwards at their owner's feet. Then the hands trembled to the edges of the frilly skirt and pulled it up.

Slowly up the stained stockings, slower up the white straps of the garter belt over the tan flesh. And a slight pause before the grey eyes turned upwards to resume their gaze.

Truthfully, the blue striped panties were cute but not what made Kali feel a deep tingling in her loins. It was actually the fact that Ilia submitted so easily. So exactly. It exhilarated her domme side, the beastial side of her that rarely got out.

Sure, she had a few flings with Sienna, but it was mostly a contest between the two, both being switches meant one never really submitted to the other to a satisfying degree. But that was that. A literal master and servant relationship? Only in other people's fantasies did this happen. And here, in front of her, Kali had a fantasy coming true.

"Come closer," she required. She was too invested in the heat of the moment to let Ilia get away now. She had boundaries to push. Limits to test.

Ilia quietly obeyed, keeping her skirt lifted as the maid slowly walked towards her mistress. Her mary janes clicking on the hardwood as she proceeded.

Kali slowly uncrossed her legs to sit up higher in her chair to allow her servant to come closer. Ilia stepped up toe to toe with her, not in a defiant manner. She was still wide eyed and blushing but every bit as invested as the lady of the house. The little lesbian waited.

"Even closer," came the next sultry command.

Kali's lightly tanned thighs rubbed against Ilia's knees as the latter brushed past to place her toes directly under her mistress's chair. She could go no further.

Lifting her well-manicured hands from the armrests, Kali's fingers traced down her own waist and trailed across her thighs until they resided on the maid's knees. The girl shuddered at the touch. It wasn't out of fear. It was her eagerness. A subtle invitation for more.

"You have to tell me. With your words."

The grey eyes winced slightly, glanced down then returned again like before.

"You can touch me, Ms. Belladonna," came a whisper.

Kali tisked. "Try again."

"I...want. I want you to touch me."

"Please?"

"Please."

"Mistress?"

"Yes. Please, Mistress."

"Say it properly then," purred Kali.

"Mistress, please. I... I want you t-to touch me," the small lesbian requested. "I need it."

At an achingly slow pace, the resting palms tugged and transcended their way up the shapely thighs. Fingers slid to the backside, the palms massaged the outsides, and the thumbs rubbed across the front. Like walking up a long flight of stairs, the mistress worked her hands further and further upwards. Back to side, side to front and up a smidge further to repeat.

Reaching the tops of the stockings, Kali laced her fingers under the fabric and traced around the hem. The direct skin to skin contact sent waves of small shivers up Ilia. A soft moaning cry escaped the maids lips. Kali's eyes never left her face, but Ilia was shutting hers, opening them again, staring back, glancing down. Her tired arms quaked as they clung to the skirt in a death grip. It was probably out of the fear her mistress would stop if she disobeyed in showing her attire that the girl didn't dare let it fall.

The woman felt the heat emanating from between those light brown thighs. She was careful not to go between them, allowing the tension to build in her little toy. She resumed her back to front pattern from before, taking care to trace underneath the front and rear straps as she traversed up past the halfway mark.

A slight tiptoe motion came from the maid when a finger traced the bottom-most edge of her ass. It earned a wicked grin from her master. Leaning a bit more forward, Kali cupped her ass, sliding her hands under the striped fabric clinging to the flesh. She kneaded and grabbed with increased force as she sank her grip into tender meat. Kali pulled the cheeks apart and pushed them back together as she massaged them roughly with her paws. Occasionally dragging her nails across their entirety earned hip thrusts.

Squeals of pleasure and heavy panting filled the room. The tension from the invasive hands pulled Ilia's panties taught across her clit and they dug deep into her soaked crotch. The kneading gave a sawing motion to it all and the poor servant girl couldn't hold any longer.

With a sorrowful whimper the skirt slipped from her hands and covered up the whole exhibit. And, as if it were a cue, Kali immediately stopped everything and sat back in her chair. A stern look about her as her hands laced together under her chin.

"Mistress! I-" Ilia struggled, "I'm sorry! But I-I'mmm… I was soooooo close!"

"I know I didn't say to hold this-" Kali said as she put a knee into the girls groin, "the whole time. But how am I to do anything if I don't get to at least see it with my own eyes?" Her amber orbs unsympathetically returning the gaze from the pleading grey eyes upon her.

"H-how can I make it right with you? Mistress? Please tell me!"

Kali tapped her toe for a short while, pretending or maybe not to make up her mind on what to do. For that while, Ilia did her best to stand at the ready but the quakey stance gave away that under her skirt she was rubbing her thighs together to keep herself stimulated. Kali couldn't see it but there was certainly another puddle on her hardwood floors at this point.

"Lift your skirt again."

Obediently the order was followed. And upon doing so, two well-manicured hands produced cat-like claws. They turned over, palm up, and slipped under the front of the garter belt. Then they looped under the soaked fabric of Ilia's panties.

In a swift motion that slightly startled the maid, Kali cut the underwear away. The stripes clung for a moment due to the soaking they concealed, but with a gentle push on the inside of either thigh, the sticky sheet fell away, leaving a servant bare to her master's eyes. The garter belt's straps framed the prize. Goosebumps crossed the tanned skin, both from excitement and the sudden chill.

The mistress retracted her claws and traced the faint pressure marks where the elastic had been. Then she ran a single finger across from hip bone to hip bone. It resulted in extremely tight clenching between the thighs as Ilia grew somehow more excited with anticipation. Still, the tan girl held her posture otherwise.

She was perfectly smooth save for a small patch above. When petting the soft fuzz with her thumb, the maid doubled over while almost headbutting her mistress in the process. Her tongue briefly licked Kali's neck as she rested her head on one shoulder. Still holding the skirt high around her sides, Ilia was pushed back into standing as close as she could. Turning her other hand palm up again, Kali sank her middle finger into the love tunnel.

A shrill but satisfying moan deafened the feline. Ilia had to be a near virgin for how tight she gripped that one digit. It was only the first phalanx and her mistress could barely keep pushing. She used her thumb on the clit to stimulate her even more before her palm filled with sticky nectar.

The maid collapsed to the ground. Her legs gave out from the sheer weight of her climax. She saw stars in a pair of amber eyes. Those eyes seemed to move away for a moment before Ilia felt like she was falling forward.

Kali wrapped a leg around the back of her servant's neck, careful to grab the silky ponytail out of the way as she reclined again. Resting her black hair against the leather, she was ready. Using her calf to draw the starry eyed lesbian into her now dripping love patch. As the feline pulled her own lacey panties aside, Ilia seemed to come to terms with the situation.

A slimy tongue rolled lazily out and began to service. Kali wasn't as hairless as her younger counterpart but she was trimmed. She wrenched the ponytail in her hand around as a rudder. Her juices smeared all across the girl's face. The maid was enthralled by it more and more, even as she was coming down from her own climax. Ilia reached under the grappling thigh to get a hold of some womanly hip with one hand. The other found itself furiously working her up to another star-studded high.

A deep purr in Kali's chest resonated out loud. As Ilia was gaining more conscious, she only got more enthusiastic. Her sticky tongue kissed every crease and fold, her lips sucked up any juice that the mistress had to offer. Pure. Fucking. Bliss.

Ilia had what seemed like a normal tongue (other than the tacky, gooey quality it possessed) until she buried her nose deep into Kali's muff and her tongue reached deeper than anyone had ever done.

The mistress nearly rolled her eyes back as a result while she groaned out loud. It wasn't that hard, throbbing meat slab her husband would slam in her but it reached almost as far. The slimy member nearly kissed her womb. But that wasn't enough. She had to have more.

Raising her ass slightly, she bucked her hips against her maid's open mouth. Kali began to facefuck her servant but it wasn't unwelcomed. The tiny brunette took it as a command to work harder and did. She slurped harder, wriggling her tongue as much as it would allow. Occasionally she pulled it out completely and snaked it down between the feline's glorious cheeks, sending tangible shivers up her mistress's back when she reinserted into the love tunnel.

Climax for Kali nearly tore off Ilia's ponytail. She held her maid's head with her thighs and the sheer lifting power in her forearms as her body went rigid. As she did, the brunette worked herself up to the finale, using the asphyxiation induced by her mistress to send herself over again.

Eventually, Kali let Ilia have her hair back. Her death grip lessened and the suffocated servant slowly parted from her nether region with a small kiss before sitting back on her ankles. The maid kissed the inside of one thigh as she parted. Then shakily, climbed to her feet using the armrests for support.

The little lesbian didn't bother wiping her sloppy face. Instead, she wore a fairly confident smile with a liberal amount of blush in her cheeks. The smile was returned by her mistress, more out of a sense of satisfaction than one of confidence.

"I suppose you should change out of that outfit. There's more than one kind of stain on it now," purred a tired sounding comment. Kali shifted to a more upright position. "Don't worry about the floor for now. Just tell anyone who might need me that I've taken a nap in here."

"Yes, mistress."

Ilia walked across the room and exited. This time she was careful enough to not close the door on her skirt.

Kali let out a small sigh and leaned forward again. Holding her face in both hands and stamping her feet on the ground, Kali wore a stupid grin on her face now. Ilia had gone to clean herself up and now she was in here relishing in the afterglow. How much fun could she have with this new maid? They'd gone so far but she still hadn't seen it all. She hadn't truly explored what her body was like. Hadn't truly controlled her.

Grabbing the still sopping wet cloth on the ground, Kali settled again into her seat. She could smell the juices as she rolled the former panties in her hand. It'd be rude of her to not return these later. Right?

Perhaps it wasn't buyer's remorse, the woman supposed. She was merely making an investment before and now it was paying dividends. How exciting.

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ol-razzle-dazazzle · 7 years ago

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All the gay asks bc you made me do all of them

OWO thank you I love you1. describe your idea of a perfect dateAll of them??? Kakhiwkdkalgr walking around the beach or going to a bookstore or maybe a forest to chill or an abandoned place for a spooky date??? Movie date??? Ocean date??? Marriage date??? All good!!! Crab catching would certainly be on the agenda though. The oceans the best2. whats your “type”My type? Uhh anyone that’s nice to me lmao. Someone i can joke with and I know that cares about me. Quiet on the outside but like, nurturing and fun when you get to know em. Someone that doesn’t let people treat em like garbage because i yearn to be like that. On a side note I’m not sure why but most people i used to tend to have crushes on were ISFJs (or ESFJs) probably because they fit the criteria above. I don’t really like people that are totally my personality, and I think it’s important to not surround yourself with yes people or people that vehemently disagree with you. And communication! V important In terms of looks though? The kinds of girls I’m attracted to vary a lot actually. Buff girls soft girls tall girls short girls thin girls medium girls big tiddy little tiddy it’s all good. I guess I tend to prefer girls that aren’t white (not in a fetishistic way of course it’s just most girls that I’ve had crushes on or knew that were gay that were white just had really bad personalities and that brand of White Feminism™️ sorry if I worded this poorly) brown or black hair I guess? Just someone that doesn’t look like me adjnrujbslltgbk. Also someone I can squish and hug nicely. Of course I think there’s a lotta bullshit with people limiting themselves to only a few criteria and the racism or body type discrimination is total bullshit. Fetishisation is just as bad. There’s just so many cute girls out there why be a shitlord to people y’know? 3. do you want kids?Later on in life, if my partner would then yeah sure why not. I hate babies though so I would...4. if you do, will you adopt or use some other form of child birth?Adopt definitely. I’d personally prefer to adopt a kid that’s older, because they have a less chance of being chosen and I want them to be raised in a loving environment. 5. describe the cutest date you’ve ever been onI’ve never been on an actual date ;v; but tbh any date I’d have with my gf would automatically top the list6. describe your experience having sex for the first time (were you nervous? or was it easy peasy?)I’ve never had sex so I got no gosh dang clue aside from fantasies, which I would be nervous as heck but ultimately want to be as adoring as possible and kisses everywhere7. are you a morning time gay or night time gay?Mornings when you don’t have to go to things are amazing and beautiful but otherwise afternoon or night time gay. Anything that isn’t midday is good though8. opinion on nap dates?I’d be down for it. Sleeping is great, but cuddling and sleeping? Even better! Doesn’t matter for how long but yes! Good shit!!! 9. opinion on brown eyes?Only the most beautiful thing ever??? Brown and black eyes being ugly is a government lie, they are gorgeous. Black eyes just have that deep obsidian stare and like an adoring cat with dialated pupils you just want to hug, and brown eyes??? When the light hits them or you’re staring into them? Beautiful galaxies my dude. 10. dog gay or cat gay?I love dogs but I would never own one unless my partner wanted one. They’re just not a companion I prefer to cats. Cats are very good and fluffy and compact in comparison to dogs. Dogs are amazing though and I need to pay every one I see. 11. would you ever date someone who owned rodents or reptiles?Dude we already planned to live in a pseudo-barn to have crabs, rats, bats, cats and lizards 12. whats a turn off you look for before you start officially dating someoneSomeone who’s very ‘my way or the high way’. (My mum’s a lot like this and it’s caused me to try to constantly be appeasing. But with my mental illness I’ve gotten a lot more irritated by it.) Or someone that is a bit too mean I’m joking about people to the point where you don’t know if they’re serious. (I have this problem a lot with ‘friends’ and it leads to a lot of doubts and depression.) Also highly argumentative people who want to seem better than you and debate everything you say. (Just...ew.)13. what is a misconception you had about lgbt people before you realized you were one?I live in a homophobic family, so I used to think gay was a swear word lmao. I was told that we were unnatural, burning in hell, hypersexual, all that shit. Issues on trans people were even worse, and back when I considered the possibility of me being a trans man (while I experience dysphoria In my body I don’t think I would ID as a man- at the time I didn’t know what agender identities were) I was made to feel like it was the worst thing ever or that it didn’t exist that everyone was just straight and ‘normal’ 14. what is a piece of advice you would give to your younger selfDon’t pretend you’re aroace to hide who you are, you’re autistic but that’s okay just don’t overwhelm yourself, try to do things to the best you can. Also toxic feminity/masculinity is bullshit don’t feel guilty about wearing anything. You’re gay it’s so much easier now and don’t let people dictate of make you defend yourself 15. (if attracted to more than one gender) do you have different “types” for different genders?Lmao nah. There is always that awkward moment when you think you see a hot butch but then he’s a twink. Bamboozled again. 16. who is an ex you regret?A few years ago I was forced into a relationship with some rude ass dude who ignored that I ID’d as aroace at the time. I guess at the time I had some comp het so I think that’s why I went along with it? It was kinda some toxic shit like nothing nsfw but he was just a huge dick that went off at the slightest disagreement and I’m glad I got rid of that trash lmao17. night club gay or cafe gay?Cafe gay by far!!! Well I’ve never been to a night club, but I’m someone who gets overwhelmed by loud noises and people, so it wouldn’t be the place for me. Cafes are relaxing18. who is one person you would “go straight” forNo one lmao, The only possibility of slightly me becoming straight is like a fictional character19. video game gay, book gay, or movie gay?Books and video game gay! There needs to be more gaymes, but books are good I just have less time to read them as opposed to gaymes which I can do whenever 20. favourite gay ship (canon or not)Probably RenMerry from Touhou! These two mean a lot to me, and got me into the series that helped me realise I was a lesbian! These two just work so well together that I strive to have a relationship like that- a slightly bickery old couple with the freshness of new adventure tied together with a love that will never fade away even as it transcends borders~21. favourite gay youtuberDon’t really have one. I’m not really into the British youtuber scene and the ones that I do sub don’t really talk about their sexuality or not (I think sailor j might be bi? But that’s about it) I usually watch comedy channels or vocaloid covers. Actually Oktavia’s Gay, yeah let’s go with her. Her voice is amazing and made me realise how much I love deep voices22. have you ever unknowingly asked out a straight person?Ahbkowejkboesh I’ve had crushes on straight people that I’ve wanted to hang out with but no of course not I’m too shy for that shit23. have you ever been in love?Yes! And I’m still doing so right now! 24. have you ever been heartbroken?While in a relationship? No. But like the whole ‘falling in love with a straight girl senpai and then everyone tells her that you have a crush on her which causes you to be distant to each other leading you to cry copiously at her graduation and never truly repairing your friendship which is all you ever wanted and never being able to talk to her again?’ ...y yeah 25. how do you determine if you want to be them or be with someoneHonestly I try to make a distinction between ‘people I have crushes on’ and ‘people I would date’ bc yeah someone might be cute but dating is another story. I’m someone who varies a lot in style (as someone who may possibly be gender fluid or agender but hasnthad the opportunity to explore that for family reasons) 26. favourite lgbt musician/bandUhhh Queen I guess? Idk I need more gay shit recommend me please. Queen is quality shit though 27. what is a piece of advice you have for young / baby gaysDon’t ever feel the need to apologise or defend you being gay. Be happy even if other people aren’t about you. If you’re autistic chances are you’ll question your identity, don’t worry about it and just love who you love. If you’re a lesbian especially don’t apologise or feel you have to be in a certain role to ‘be truly gay’ and also please ask people out otherwise you’ll never get anywhere- all lesbians are useless and I got lucky shjgowkgowlgr. But above all, don’t feel guilty and have fun exploring yourself and fleshing our who you are, even if you can’t always show that out loud. 28. are you out? if so how did you come outI’m not out to any family member (I say that I’m aroace but they believe I’m straight despite jokes on the contrary) but pretty much everyone that isn’t a complete stranger knows. I can’t help but talk adoringly over my girlfriend so it just happens. Otherwise I go on some spheal about homophobic bullshit dropping hints that I’m gay before saying I’m gay. It’s led to some shittalking and other various bullshit but I don’t give a fuck anymore 29. what is the most uncomfortable / strange coming out experience you have Believing I was aroace and my friends saying that i was in denial of being gay. I was like ‘lmao Domi’s just a friend I lowkey have a crush on her but she’s just being nice :^)’ then like a week later burst through the door like BITCH GUESS WHOS GAY FOR HER GIRLFRIEND 30. what is a piece of advice for people who may not be in a safe place to express their sexualityEvaluate the consequences of coming out. While I live in a homophobic family, Australia is somewhat accepting and there’s no conversion therapy to my knowledge at least (there are highly fundamentalist Christian groups but I’m not sure if they include forms of violence) Especially if you are in an anti-gay country or an area where you could be persecuted, I think it’s important to be out to at least one person you know who supports you. It could be online or a friend that you know you could trust (if you don’t know if you could try subtly bring it up and see their reaction, but better safe than sorry.) because it’s hard to go through this entirely alone. While it’s important to be unapologetic of who you are, it’s more important to protect yourself- this doesn’t make you wrong, but the people who make you feel wrong wrong.

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indianbhabhipic · 7 years ago

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Happy Horny Family

I am Neha, with another hot lesbian story.

My son Ramesh had told me about his girlfriend and I could not wait for him to bring her home. Ramesh is a doctor. He is 5 feet 11 inch tall, rugged looking guy whom the girls must find sexy. I was looking forward to female company in my house. His girlfriend, he informed me ,intended to spend more time with me after marriage. What I had not told my son was that I had a long yearning buried in my heart since I was 18. I had wanted to make love to a woman again.

I was an English teacher, before my marriage. I was teaching class 10 and there was a beautifully sex girl in my class. Jhanvi looked very hot when she dressed in blue jeans and wore her white cotton top. Her breasts seemed to be eager to escape from the prison of her top and tight bra and she stared at me shamelessly and her eyes followed the movements of my buttocks and even stared at my breasts. One day she came to my staff room with some questions and touched me on one excuse after another.

Then she saw an ant moving on my blouse and brushed my flesh to throw the ant away. Her hands cupped my boobs and that set my heart racing. Her hands did the magic, my tits grew hard and erect. My arms automatically went round Jhanvi and she came into my embrace. My cunt was wet and suddenly Jhanvi was kissing me full on the lips. We kissed each other for some time before she whispered" Madam, touch my boobs, I like when some lady fondles them. I have been lusting after you ever since I came into your class, I love you Supriya. Do you like me? You are so sexy, I love your buttocks, your boobs, lips,.....off....ohhhhh I love you..."

I couldn't take my eyes off her and my heart pounded, my legs went weak and my panties became wet as we clung to each other. My hands ran over her body. I did not know what came over me and I could not stop myself. In the staff room we played with each other's bodies. Thank God, the school was empty. I called the peon and told him that no one should disturb me as I was teaching a student.

Jhanvi was expert in lovemaking. She kissed me all over my boobs, my neckline and my lips, sucking my tongue into her lovely mouth. She kept repeating " Madam, you are soo sexy! Have you ever made love to a woman?" I had never done anything like that. Jhanvi unbuttoned my blouse and kissed my tits, wetting them with her saliva. Ohhh my God, she was sucking me like a baby!

My hands ran into her hair as I pressed her face into my bra covered boobs." Ohhhh darling what are you doing? We must not do this. This is sin, this is unnatural Jhanvi! Ohhhhh suck my bobs darling!" I could not help saying because what she was doing to me was something new and sinful. My hand went between my thighs and found my cunt leaking juices.

Jhanvi unhooked my bra and her hands were undoing the chord of my petticoat. She had me naked and lying on the table, my legs spread, my cunt open to her eyes, hands and mouth. I wanted to see her naked too. "Why dont you undress too? I want to see you, Jhanvi?" I said but she came over my naked body and silenced me with her lips which locked over mine." Let Jhanvi do her job today. You will pleasure me another day. Let me show you what a woman can do to another woman. Let me show you that the pleasure your husband gives you with his lousy cock is nothing compared to Jhanvi's loving tongue and lips. Men are pigs who are proud of their cocks, bastards! God has given women power to please themselves. It is not only men who have cocks. Supriya, my bhabi lives in America.

She brought a dildo, a twelve inch artificial cock, a battery operated cock! It can give you pleasure which no man's cock can hope to give you. Moreover, it does not go limp like a man's cock. Tomorrow, madam, you come to my house. It is going to be empty and then you fuck me with that dildo. I would want you to wear that huge dildo round your hip and fuck me mad. But let me pleasure you madam."

With that she began to work on my body in earnest. She kissed every inch of my bare flesh, starting from my toes, moving up towards my thighs, my pussy which had been throbbing in anticipations. She slapped my pussy lovingly but not lightly. It sent tingling sensation in my whole body. I felt my pussy lips swell under her touch. She was my student but I was enjoying the forbidden joy with her. The girl was making me wet.

She looked so innocent and so sexy at the same time. Her lips were thin and she knew how to kiss. I moaned loudly when her lips closed round my nipples," Ohhh Janvi....do it...kiss my tits...suck my nipples darling, make me cum!"Now she concentrated on my pussy. She closed her mouth into my love triangle and kissed my pussy lips. I arched my hips upwards and tried to get the whole of her tongue into my burning cunt.

She knew how I was feeling and she lapped my juices from my cunt. Her face was pressed between my thighs and she placed her hands under my buttocks to position me for better cunt sucking. She went on sucking and kissing my pussy and suddenly I felt my cunt juices rise from my depths. A deep cry of passion rose from within me," ahhhhh......aaaaaaa....Yessssssss.....suck my cunt....lick my cunt, make me cum Janviiiiii."

Wave after wave of passion rose within my cunt and stream of cum flowed on her sucking mouth. Jhanvi became my lesbian partner from that moment and I spend a wild lesbian relationship with my student. She brought her dildo in our sex life which made me go far from my usual love relationship with my husband. My husband ultimately divorced me. Since my divorce, my colleague Mrs Sharma and I have enjoyed mutual lesbian love.

Now my son's girlfriend was coming to meet me and I was thrilled to see her. My son's girlfriend brought to my mind, Jhanvi and all the delicious memories came back to me. "What if I seduce his girlfriend?" A strange excitement rose within me. Ramesh brought her in the afternoon. Her name was Barkha. She looked like a boy, her hair cut short like a boy's, her long legs draped in tight black denim pants, her fairly big bosom thrusting from her green top and she was very fait.

Her ass looked outstanding in her tight pants. My son introduced her to me," Mom, this is Barkha. And Barkha, this is my sweetest Mom." Barkha stepped into my embrace and hugged me. Her perfume thrilled me and her soft breasts crushed into my chest. I ran my hands in her hair and pulled her to me. She smiled a smile, which I interpreted as sex and said: "I'm pleased to meet you, Mom. Hope you like me."

Me too! You are so beautiful darling! If Ramesh had not found you, I would have fallen in love with you, you are so cute!" I said feeling her melt in my embrace. "Oh, thank you Mom!" she said, as she turned red in the face, her smile just lit up her pretty face. I just wanted to kiss her and suck her tongue into my mouth. I was being turned on by Ramesh's girlfriend who was possibly going to be the Bahu of my house. But the lesbian love buried deep within me was rising again.

The thoughts of her young, full sweet lips sucking on my tits and then down on my pussy, really soaked my panties. Ramesh's cell phone rang and he began to answer it as I fixed my eyes on Barkha's tight young, sweet ass. Mom, I will be going for a couple of hours, a patient has just come into the hospital, will you keep Barkha company?" he said to me. Without waiting for even a second he left leaving us two women all alone in my room, "Do you feel uncomfortable with me, alone, Barkha? Or you feel ok? Can I offer you a drink? What would loosen you up, a beer or Gin or Vodka?"

Barkha's eyes lit up and a smile broke across her lips," A vodka with juice will be fine. But forgive me if I get drunk. Vodka makes me lose control sometimes and makes me brazen and shameless, what should I call you, Mom? Sounds good, though Supriya will be better. All my friends call me Supriya!" I replied. I walked over to the cabinet and poured two vodkas with orange juice. "Supriya, do you have some interesting thing to watch on TV? Let’s see some good program. Or some movie. Do you have Hindi film "Girlfriend" in CD?

I was watching it but had to leave it as Ramesh came" I said in a husky voice," I have Girlfriend as well as Fire which have scenes of Shabana Azmi in bed with another woman. It is so hot! Barkha, do like women with women. Women, especially girls turn me on so much. I can’t help but admire your beauty darling." She smiled naughty smile and said" I love men and women both. Do you know, how I met your son? I was his patient and he seemed to lust for me. As I said, I am bisexual,

I seduced his nurse and he caught me in bed with the nurse. The bitch moaned too loud and Ramesh heard it. So he blackmailed me into fucking me. Now we love each other but I did feel a special electricity come out of you as I entered the room. I knew I had a double company in this house. Supriya, don’t beat round the bush, I love older woman, they are so hot in bed! Lets not waste any time" I was relieved at her words and said," And I'll show you how an older women really can fuck. Have you tried with a woman?"

Of course I have," Barkha replied Good!," I said, "Just ask Ramesh if he is going to be late, so that we can have some quality time together. By God you are arousing me so much." Ramesh said he will be back at 10 at night. So we had three hours

We drank and I saw Barkha look at me sexily. I was already undressing Barkha with my eyes. I was really hoping to fuck her soon and she was anticipating it. I rose to refill the drinks and after giving her one I kissed her on her lips. I took Barkha by the hand and said: "You are in good hands. You will love what I have to offer you. Relax darling. I just would love to show you the kiss of a mature, experienced woman"

I pulled her back to me and kissed her sweet lips, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. I pulled her back to me and fondled one of her young tits through her dress and kissed her again. She kissed back. "That's it Barkha. You are so sexy. Come with me to my bed, we will be more comfortable there" I said, as I took her hand and walked into my bedroom. In the room, I had a TV and I switched on a lesbian flick. A mature woman was eating a girl's pussy and another woman was ready, wearing a dildo to fuck the girl. The young girl had closed her eyes in lust.

"Let me make love to you, darling, I can’t wait. You will see that mother can fuck better than son. You can compare notes later, but undress yourself quickly. I want to see you naked" She smiled wickedly at me," Ok Mom, I would like to see your goodies too. Show me what you are hiding under the blouse and panties. I can smell some hot juices flowing from the cunt of a bitch in heat in this room" Barkha had come down to vulgarity in no time." No darling, there are two bitches in heat, not one" I was even more naughty than I had expected to be.

Barkha stood there so sexily. She undressed quickly except for panty and bra and so did I. I laid her down on my bed and I went for her panties. She wore pink silk panties and bra which I carefully took off. She lay there as I was getting her ready to be licked out. After her panties hose were removed, I could smell her delicious cunt and I said, "Open your legs wide, Barkha and let Supriya do some job on your lush pussy," as I went down on her.

Her young pussy was freshly shaven and I wasted no time in putting my lips onto her cunt. "Yessssss, Mom!" she whispered. I sucked her clit into my mouth. I sucked and licked the smooth and sweet pussy and she began to hump herself into my face. I pulled her panties down and her swollen cuntlips were revealed to my eye. I patted her pussy making her moan. Then I rubbed my hands on her sexy ass. She spread her thighs and parted her cunt lips. I kissed her inner thighs and then ram my tongue all over her white flesh.

Then I darted my stiff tongue into her honey hole," ohhhhhhhhhhh.......please....suck me......lick my cun....Supriya, you suck pussy better than your son, I have been coming since I saw your sexy body. Eat my chooo.....pardon my Hindi.....eat my chooot(cunt)......suck on my clit......don’t fiddle my ass......you bitch.....eat my cunt....fuck me with your mouth" Barkha cried out, sending juices into my mouth. A flood of juices flowed into my mouth as I gripped her ass. I wanted to drink from this beauty some more, so I continued to eat her until she came again.

I was really enjoying my son's girlfriend now, her sweet juices tasted to delicious. She was humping her ass upwards to get the whole of my tongue into her cunt. The best part of our lovemaking was that she was brazen, shameless and vulgar. I needed a bitch in bed who in turn would treat me like a bitch. Brakha had already called me a bitch, I love being a bitch with a lesbian bitch.

Suddenly I poked my index finger into her puckered asshole and she stiffened," What are you doing Supriya, you bitch, don’t touch my ass.....you fucking bitch....not my ass again...ohhhhhhhh shit....play with my ass....doublef uck Barkha, the bitch.....fuck my ass too...you horny bitch...fuck me please" Her thighs had now clamped tightly round my ears and I went on fingering her ass and licking her cunt. Barkha had now relaxed her ass muscles and my finger went in and out easily. She was writhing and moaning like a real bitch.

"Ahhhhhh........fuck.......mm.......bitch.....fuck me.....bugger mee....lick me....you bitch....I am cumming.....eat my choot.......eat my cunt....I am coming...oooooooo'''aaaaahhhhh" I sucked her, finger fucked her ass and drank her nectar as it flowed on my tongue. She came to rest as I went on lapping my son's girlfriends pussy. I smiled to myself as I looked down at the satisfied young cunt....she was now mine!

Barkha lifted her head and came towards me and kissed me on the lips, tasting her own cunt juices from my mouth. She was a good kisser. "It is my turn to pleasure you Mom! Do you have a dildo? I would love to ram it into your mature cunt from behind, like a real bitch. Has any woman used a dildo into your cunt doggie fashion? I am sure you have a dildo, a lesbian slut like you must have a dildo.

Give me one if you have one" She was saying and I remembered the new one I had not used yet, the one that had a vibrator in it. Just as I was rising to fetch the dildo, Barkha, took the elastic of my panties between her lips and pulled it down. I walled bare assed to my drawer to bring the dildo. It was a strap on.

Once in the bed, Barkha, touched the plastic cock lovingly and then unhooked my bra. My ripe balloons sprang free. My would be daughter in law cupped them gently at first, harder next making me cry out in pain and pleasure," Offf be gentle with Mama, love me gently Barkha, you are going to be the Bahu of this house, just as I am and we are going to be lovers from now on" I spoke in a sweet voice. Barkha kissed my boobs as I pressed her face between my tits and her tongue made circles on my titflesh. My cunt began leaking and I was moaning and moaning. "

Barkha, now my cunt...touch it, lick it....I am getting so horny for you to lick my cunt." She smiled a strange smile that I could not understand,' So the mature bitch needs to have her mature choot sucked? Bitches loved to be fucked and treated like the whores that they are. Supriya, you are a bitch and will be treated like one. Don’t make demands. Be ready to take commands"

Barkha grabbed my waist and made me lie down on my back and spread my cuntlips. She spat on my cunt and slapped it hard," Supriya, your whore cunt deserves to be spanked, so does your bitch ass and Barkha, the whore is going to give you enough spanking. You, bitch have tried to steal your son's girlfriend from him, you need to be punished," With that she began to shower slaps on my poor cunt. She was gentle at first but soon her slaps became hard and violent. My cunt was red and swollen from her slaps" Ohhhh...stop it Barkha, pleaseeee...it hurts....don’t slap my cunt.....love me please....kiss me eat my pussy, please"

I implored her: After some time she relented and bent down to kiss my burning cunt "I haven't licked a mature cunt for such a long time. But now I have to return the favor. The smell of your hot pussy is so beautiful, bitch. I will make you a changed whore before I am done with you. But what the bitch needs is a hard cock shoved up her choot (cunt) or her gaand (ass)?" She said running her hand on the dildo. I trembled just thinking of what might be coming to me tonight.

She made me go on my fours and I obliged, fearing spanking if I did not obey. She stood behind me and ran her hands on my buttocks, sending shivers of excitement. Then she put on the strap on. The huge pink cock looked threateningly big as it jutted forth from her groin. She then, gripped my ponytail and pulled my head back,' Listen, Bitch, this is how your son fucked me the first time, and this same way I am going to fuck you. Think that this is your son's cock which is fucking you.

Do like being fucked by your son's cock?" She inserted her finger into my cunt which was wet from her hot and dirty talk. The use of my son's name had made me even more horny and dirty. Strangely, I felt as if I was going to be fucked by my own son's cock," Ohhh my bitch, you are so wet! Has your son's cock made you wet? Are you getting kinky pleasure imagining your son's cock to fuck you? Oh My God, you are a perverted bitch. A perverted son fucking whore!" She kept fingering my pussy and talking dirty, exciting me more and more.

Barkha went to take another drink and when I began to sit, she stopped me" Don’t move without my orders. I am your fucker, your lover and I command you, understand?" She brought her drink and then spilled all over my back and buttocks. I felt the cold liquid on my back and ass. then she bent and began to lick it off my ass. My whole body shivered with a new excitement. Her tongue entered the cleft between my buttocks and she ran it sensually brushing my asshole. I had never been kissed on my ass before. I wondered what more my would be daughter in law had in store for me.

She came to stand in front of my mouth and pushed her artificial cock between my lips, " Suck my cock, Supriya. You look like a naughty fuck slut! I will fuck your slutty pussy soon but suck it first." I sucked the dildo and she pushed it deeper into my mouth. I felt as if it were a real cock and I sucked it greedily. Barkha stroked my hair. Then she began to play games, trying to humiliate me.

"Are you my cock-whore?"

"Yes!" I played her game on. I wanted to know what she wanted to do

"Are you a lesbian bitch, a whore?"

"Yes!"

"Say it!" he commanded

"I am a lesbian bitch, a whore who lusts after my son's girlfriend whom I love so much." I said to please her

"Do you want to be dildo-fucked by your would be daughter in law? Do you want to abused and fucked by a whore?"

Barkha then pulled the dildo out of my mouth and positioned behind me and shoved the dildo into my pussy. The dildo was huge but my well lubricated cunt swallowed it all in no time. Barkha, pulled at my ponytail and began to move the dildo slowly in and out of my cunt. Mom, you really look hot with a cock in your Choot, dont you call your cunt a choot? Say it you bitch, say you like your choot fucked by a lund(cock)!"

Barkha wanted me to talk dirty in hindi and I ;liked the idea as it aroused me even more. I said. "Yes beti, I want your lund in my choot. Ohhhh your big lund is already buried in my choot. Fuck me hard Barkha" She didn't answer, just continued to fuck that dildo in my cunt. Then she extended her hands from between my armpits and squeezed my hanging boobs. The rubber cock was fucking me great.

"Are you enjoying my cock, you whore? Do you love my cock in your dirty cunt?"

"Yessssss beti, fuck me with your dick! I need cock in my cunt....ohhhhh fuck me hard...I love you Barkha beti....ohhhh fuck Mama!"

"It is not your beti who is fucking you, its your son's lund, you whore, you incestuous whore. Very soon I am going to use this cock to fuck your son's ass too. It is not only men who can fuck. A whore like me can fuck your son too. Would you like to see me fuck your son, whore?"

"Yesss damn it. I want to see you fuck my son and me I want to see my son fuck you and I want my son to fuck me. I am a dirty incestuous whore. Fuck me beti, fuck your Mama hard, make me your bitch. Your cock is filling me, offffff, fuck me"

Barkha withdrew the dildo and then re entered my cunt after switching on the vibrator. The vibrator had me trembling from head to toe. Shiver after shiver ran over my cunt and filled me with lust"Arrrrrggggg......arrrhhhhh...haaaaaiiiiii....wats the fuck.....fuck meeeeeee.....coming oh God fuckkkkkk meeeee,.....I love you beti!" I cummed as I moaned and moaned.

Barkha pulled the rubber cock out of my soaking pussy only to enter it into my ass. She put some oil on it to lubricate it. It did not need lubrication as the plastic cock was already wet with my cunt juices. My ass was stretched by the dildo to its utmost and it was painful. Getting your ass fucked is never painless. But I would bear all pain for this beautiful young girlfriend of my son. She would be mine forever. I wanted to surrender myself to my new lover completely.

"Come on beti, fuck me in the ass. My ass is yours too....I am yours.......fuck me the way you want to...I am your whore, your ass whore," I mumbled with my ass stuffed with plastic which was moving in and out slowly of my ass.

I was becoming a true fuck slut, ass fucking whore and I loved it.

"Good, my whore saasu maa((mother in law), you are now completely mine as is your son. Now think I am Ramesh, fucking your ass, his mother's ass. Call me beta, not beti, say, beta, you whore!" I did what I was told. I was getting aroused by her incestuous imaginary talk and so played on," Yess beta, fuck my ass, Ramesh, fuck my ass. Apni maa ki gaand chodo, (fuck your mother's ass, you motherfucker)Ramesh maderchod, fuck meeeeeee...I love your cock in my gaand....ahhh fuck Mom's dirty ass!" all the time feeling the huge rubber cock fucking my as mercilessly.

"You like my ass beta? You like me fucking your lund, your hard cock? I'm cumming on your cock son!" I came all over that dildo which had been fucking my ass. I cummed and cummed as Barkha slapped my buttocks lovingly this time. My cunt oozed juices which fell on my bed-sheet making a samll puddle of cum. Barkha smiled at me "Supriya, I feel we are going to make the happiest family and best family threesome one day.

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