The Virgin Street Girl ??
Episode 7
Written by: Frank The Writer
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Fair warning: This episode is a bit long and it contains explicit content.
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After she pulled the tight dress off my body, she began to caress my Břě@šť in ways I have never felt would be so good. I didn’t want her to stop, and she let her wet lips touch my Ɲīpplës. I groaned in ecstasy. She didn’t hesitate to let her fingers travel down my P@ŋtîēṣ and began stroking me there. I bit my bottom lips and started Mõ@ɲing helplessly. I wanted to bring my hands but this pretty lady took my hands down and started giving me a French kiss and she tasted like that pineapple drink. She pulled away the kiss leaving me breathless while she pulled down her dress revealing her lacey teddies.
She smirked at me when she caught me looking at her. “Don’t fall for me yet, honey. I still have a lot of things to show you.” I couldn’t help but blush at her. She quickly dive back into my mouth hungrily and pinned me to the bed and with her hands slowly traveling down to my P@ŋtîēṣ again. I couldn’t hold back my desires. I arched my whole body when she took her finger and shoved it into my entrance, playing and pinching my ćƖĩťoris.
I was groaning as she continued to do that. She was really making me wet. Something from within me felt strange and I needed her so much, but before she could give anything else, she pulled her fingers away from me and up into her mouth. I was disgusted by that single act and only for her to tell me, “You taste so sweet dear, and you are ready.”
I stared surprisingly at her when she got off the bed and took something out of her luggage. I looked up at it in shock and wanted to back off when she held a massive strap of dildo in her hand. She puts it on and climbed over to me. “I’m not ready for this,” I said and pulled my legs together from her not to access it, but she wasn’t a nice person as she seemed to be.
She went up to my lips and bit me, forcing me to open my mouth, and gave me another kiss that made my legs turn to jellyfish—giving her the chance to finish what she started. I said, “No.” but she didn’t listen. Very slowly she pushed the thigh into my entrance. I winced at the slight pain.
“S—stop!” I looked up at her.
I winced in pain when she pushed it into me again and refused to hear anything I wanted to say. Tears trickled down my cheeks and before she could even let me breathe for a second, she started moving forth and back. And then something happened. The dildo vibrated from within me. “You are so tight,” she said. I couldn’t talk to her. My body was left weak at her mercy. When the pain subsided, strange pleasure abrupt and I continued to Mõ@ɲ. When she noticed my expression was becoming better, she started to move faster and my body rocked along with her movement. I couldn’t voice out.
“Let it out,” she whispered and let out a trail of wet kisses from my neck down to my belly. I took one last breath and Mõ@ɲed out greatly. Something came out of the dildo and filled inside me. I panted so hard as she pulled out the stuff.
When I thought it was over, she puts my leg at the top of her shoulder and started to play with my ćƖĩťoris; biting and playing. I clenched onto the bed sheet at the pressure she was applying. Sweat was pilling out of my body and she didn’t let them stop. She was trying to make me explode and to her wish I did.
“You are an amazing girl and you’re mine now,” she said.
I was slightly dizzy and I was too tired to talk. This was my first intense lesbian segz and I didn’t expect it would come from a total stranger. The last thing I heard from her that night was that her name is Cyndy.
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I shuffled comfortably on the softness of the bed but groaned at the brightness of the sun. I threw the blanket over my head to shelter my eyes from it. Wait! Bed? Sun? I arched my eyebrow. Something was wrong here. I opened my eyes to see and smell that the bed was not the usual bed in our house. I saw a blanket but we had none at home. I quickly gasped and jumped out of the bed to fully realize that I was naked and my thighs felt weird. The hurt was so bad. I took a quick scan across the room to see that I was in a hotel.
I placed a hand over my forehead in distress. My memories were all jumbled; I couldn’t remember all that happened. All I recalled was drinking some delicious pineapple drink while waiting for Lisa to come and that was the last thing I ever recalled.
I saw my dress sitting on a chair. I had the urge to walk over and pick it up and wear it. And just skedaddle out of here but my legs were moving very weirdly. When I almost reached to fetch my dress, I heard someone coming out of the shower and quickly raced back to the bed and took the blanket to cover my body. Glancing in and out of the bathroom, I was scared of whom was there.
I pulled the blanket closer to me when I saw a lady appear in front of me in her robes. Her hair was wet. She should be in her thirties or late thirties. She arched an eyebrow at me and smirked. “I guess you have forgotten our one-night stand,” she said. She just stood there staring and smiling at me. I was trying to recall her elegant face and how I got in contact with her. She then walked closer to the bed and I backed away till my bare back hits the bed frame. She crawled up onto the bed and jumped at me, pinning me down to the bed.
“Ugh,” I struggled.
“Let me go,” I said but she just smiled.
I tried to bounce her off the bed with my body but she was strong for a lady. I could see some well-toned muscles around her arms. She must have gone to the gym regularly. She was laughing at my distress. She held two of my hands with one of her hands.
“Get off me,” I tried.
“Well, isn’t someone feisty today?” She asked.
“And perhaps this will jog your memory,” she whispered into my ears and licked my earlobe, and nibbled them, making me Mõ@ɲ unexpectedly.
“Can you stop, please,” I pleaded.
She sat on top of my body and I was unable to escape from her. She took the strap from her robe and tied my both hands tightly with it. She pushed my hands up towards the pillow.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Trying to jog your memory,” she answered.
She licked her lips and removed the blanket that had been covering my body. My naked body was finally exposed to her pleasure.
“Please, just let me go,” I begged. But my begging made her smile turn bigger. She put her finger on my belly, slowly gliding it up to my mouth; shushing my mouth, but I turned my head away from the touch of her fingertips. I stared at her intensely. I wanted her to let me go but she wasn’t ready to set me free.
“I don’t think your body wants to let me go through,” she said in a low voice.
I shake my head struggling to get out, but she dived her head into my belly button and placed her tongue there. I gasped and tried to squirm from her but it was impossible with her sitting on my legs. I was completely trapped by this lady. I was just helpless and then decided to keep shut. Her hands suddenly moved up to my Břě@šťs and something in me exploded as I Mõ@ɲed. She smiled back at me like she found my weakness. She carefully stroked my Ɲīpplës with her fingers and from not wanting segz, my expression was replaced with pleasure. I couldn’t stop Mõ@ɲing when her tongue met my Ɲīpplës while her left hand toyed with the other one.
In the midst of it all, bits of pieces of memories came into my head of our last night, and something felt weird down there. It felt wet. “Ugh,” I groaned, trying to keep my voice tucked away in my throat, but the lady wouldn’t let it as she bits into my Ɲīpplës making me Mõ@ɲ out in pain. She turned to smile at me and moved her lips to my other Ɲīpplë. I wanted her to stop but she lets her other hand travel from my back down to my butt, gripping it. I couldn’t help but Mõ@ɲ.
She was moving so professionally. She stroked my butt, then slowly to my entrance.
“S—stop – ah.”
I tried but my very own voice betrayed me as she stuffed a finger into my entrance—moving in and out while her thumb was rubbing on my ćƖĩťoris, making me Mõ@ɲ every time her finger th-ru_st inside my entrance. When I got used to her finger inside it, she wouldn’t let me get comfortable with it. She stuck two more fingers inside as the pain hits me more.
I pulled my head to my side, refusing to let her see that I was enjoying it more than I could imagine. I couldn’t let her win, but she pulled my chin up, facing her face and diving into my mouth with my crazy Mõ@ɲing. She touched and accessed every corner of my mouth. It was crazier than yesterday. Her tongue was diving deeper and deeper into my mouth.
When she pulled out her mouth, a trail of saliva formed out of us and I panted hardly. “Not wet enough,” she said as she landed a kiss on my neck, sucking it hard and that made me explode into ecstasy.
“Now, you’re ready,” she said, pulling out the dildo.
I shake my head for her not to do it but she just smirked. I pulled my legs tightly together. I was still so out of breath. I needed to catch my breath but she didn’t let me as she placed her fingers inside of my mouth pulling it and out. I gagged, but she didn’t seem to care. She pulled my leg apart, easily rubbing the stuff upon my entrance. I felt so weak. My body was already at her mercy and she knew so well. Yet she didn’t let me go and pushed the dildo into my entrance, giving me no time to get used to the thing inside of me. She purred and placed her fingers into my @zz. She was f_cking me in two places at the same time.
I couldn’t hold back my pee and it exploded onto the bedsheet. I felt tired but this lady was a sadist. She wasn’t stopping. She kept moving in and out of my body to the extent my Břě@šť was rocking with her movements. The dildo was large and it vibrated inside of me. She slapped my butt with her hands and I kept Mõ@ɲing. She pulled me in closer to her and hits the entrance of my core hard and harder. When I couldn’t hold my pee together, I dirtied the sheet again. She still didn’t stop. She flipped me around with her hand over to my Břě@šť again, squeezing both of my tits while she played and licked my neck.
She was a monster. My tits were already so hard. I wanted to turn around but I realized I could when I felt something poking my @zz. I quickly shake my head but she just doesn’t listen and pushed it in. I winced at the pain. I looked for something to grab on or squeeze but my hands were still tied up.
“You are so tight! Exactly how I want it,” she said.
She then untied my hands and I fell into the bed.
She stood and stared at me for some seconds before dashing away to the restroom. As l lay on my back on the bed, I remembered my phone. I remembered Lisa, my heart began to pound faster. When I checked my phone, I saw ten missed calls, and my WhatsApp had five unread messages from Lisa.
To be continued..
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