Forbidden Firsts: Colette's Blackmailing (Pseudo-Incest Lesbian BDSM Threesome Dubcon Strap-on Voyeur Erotica)
Judy's an old friend of Colette's family, and has a graduation surprise for her step-niece... her first lesbian threesome! What will Colette do when faced with Judy and her girlfriend, Moira-- two older, experienced dominant lesbians? The former Catholic schoolgirl had better submit to their devious scheme, or face the consequences... all while her adopted older sister secretly watches! More
Judy's an old friend of Colette's family, and has a graduation surprise for her step-niece... her first lesbian threesome! What will Colette do when faced with Judy and her girlfriend, Moira-- two older, experienced dominant lesbians? The former Catholic schoolgirl had better submit to their devious scheme, or face the consequences... all while her adopted older sister secretly watches! All characters are over 18. Adults only!
“Well,” Judy said slyly, “I’d like to know a few things. Now, answer me truthfully: have you ever been with a man?”
Colette’s jaw dropped; she was taken aback by her step-aunt’s suddenly blunt question. Colette had made out with a few boys here and there, but having just graduated from a strict all-girls’ Catholic high school, she just hadn’t had much opportunity to meet many. With other girls, though… that was another story. She was too shy to let her aunt know everything about what she’d done with them, even though she knew Judy was a lesbian.
“You heard me. Have you ever been with a man?” Judy’s tone deflated any further attempts at deflection.
“N— no, Aunt Judy, unless you mean some kissing and light petting. But I’ve never touched a boy’s— well, you know.”
Judy made a noise of approval, a smile playing on her rose-painted lips. “So you’re a virgin, then?”
Colette blushed. She knew her aunt was something of a black sheep, so she’d always felt comfortable telling Judy her most intimate secrets — but for some reason it was different now. She felt a little strange, but tried to ignore the burgeoning little flutter inside her panties.
“Y— yes, Aunt Judy.” She felt her face grow hotter as the two older women held her in their stern gazes; she felt like a small rabbit, cornered by two big cats.
“And have you been with other girls your age? Or maybe even women… a little older?” Moira asked, her low, smoky voice redolent of cigarettes and brandy. She toyed with a heavy gold chain at her neck, her dark eyes never leaving the younger girl’s face. Colette dropped her gaze to the floor. If Aunt Judy had been alone, she wouldn’t feel quite so uncomfortable disclosing everything she’d done in the dormitories at school, but Moira was nearly a stranger to her, and Colette felt uncharacteristically reticent. The silence dragged on, color staining Colette’s cheeks a darker and darker pink as the moments ticked by.
“Well? Answer Moira, my dear!” Judy snapped, her voice ringing with a more commanding tone than Colette had ever heard her favorite aunt use.
“I— well, yes, Aunt Judy, I’ve been with a few other girls,” she admitted reluctantly. “Mostly in the dorms in senior year, after lights out, but sometimes in other places too. We were horny, just turned eighteen, and there weren’t any boys around at our school. I mean, what else were we supposed to do? I had a lot of fun this past year. One time, I even snuck out to go to an amateur night at a strip club! I’m pretty proud to say that I won second place, $250!”
Judy raised an eyebrow. “That must have been some performance. Does your mother know about any of this?”
Colette looked horrified. “God, no! I think she’d disown me! You know how she feels about that kind of stuff!” Judy only smiled in response.
“I think I speak for both Judy and myself in that I’m very curious to see the sort of routine you did to win that money, my dear,” Moira said deviously, eyes slitted. Colette’s heart pounded, and her stomach dropped. She knew she was dripping wet, confessing all this, but stripping for her aunt and her aunt’s friend? That was going too far!
“I— I couldn’t possibly!” She stammered, flustered. Moira’s amused smile grew cold.
“I think you can, and will, if you don’t want your mother to find out what a little whore you’ve been! And right under all the nuns’ noses, no less.”