My Bi-Curious Housemate (First Time Lesbian Erotica/Mind Control Sex)
Curvy 18-year old Trish and her sexy housemate Marie have been friends for years. But when Phillip moves in, the girls suddenly find themselves attracted to each other in a way that they’ve never experienced before…are their bisexual urges finally coming out, or does Phillip’s TV do more than just play movies? More
Curvy 18-year old Trish and her sexy housemate Marie have been friends for years. But when Phillip moves in, the girls suddenly find themselves attracted to each other in a way that they’ve never experienced before…are their bisexual urges finally coming out, or does Phillip’s TV do more than just play movies?
EXPLICIT: This 6700-word erotic tale contains first time lesbian sex, oral sex, mind control, voyeurism, hypnotism, sex toys, and two bi-curious girls taking their relationship to a new, sexy level…
I'd been in Marie's room before, of course, thousands of times...but not since these strange feelings had started. There was something strangely intimate about standing there, surrounded by her posters and clothes, by the bed that she sleeps in every night.
I knew that she had a vibrator - we'd talked about it, years ago. I think I might have even recommended a brand, a thought that filled me with a dirty thrill now that I thought about it.
She must have been using it this morning, and forgotten to turn it off before she left.
One part of my brain obsessively wondered what she'd been thinking of, whether she'd been thinking about kissing me, how my lips had left, how my mouth had tasted...most of my brain, however, was fixated on the small, humming bullet vibrator in front of me.
This piece of plastic, this small, battery-powered device had, in the past few hours...been inside Marie. Or at least been pressed against her clit.
I mentally noted the size and shape of it - it wasn't for penetration, it was for clitoral pressure. Was that what she liked? I could remember that. Not, of course, that anything was ever going to happen between us, but if it did, I could know exactly what kind of stimulation she liked. I could know exactly how to get her off.
Without even thinking, I raised it toward me, and sniffed it. My eyes fluttered, and I almost collapsed in pleasure. This was what Marie smelled like; this was what her most intimate fluids smelled like, what her cunt would be like to put my nose to. This was the scent of her womanhood...the only thing that could have been hotter would be if I were smelling it straight from the source.
*What a silly thought,* I told myself, casting it from my mind and sticking my tongue out to lick Marie's vibrator.
That first taste will stick in my mind forever. It was like my brain was being rewired, like all my favourite flavours were being erased, and replaced with the taste of Marie's juices. Like a lollipop, I licked it again and again, and when I'd licked all the flavor off, inserted the whole thing into my mouth, wrapping my lips around it and desperately sucking, trying to get just another hint of the flavor.
My other hand, without me even being aware of it, had pushed my panties to the side, and starting pushing two fingers in and out of my wet cunt, but no matter what I did, I couldn't cum.
I thought I'd just been there for a few minutes, but when Marie came home from work a few hours later, that's how she found me - desperately masturbating on her bed, trying as hard as I could to get more flavour from her vibrator.
After all that, I still hadn't reached an orgasm, and so my mind wasn't really working at full capacity. I should have been embarrassed, but I just didn't have the mental energy. I wish I remembered what expression she had on her face when she found me, but all I could think about was her perfect legs, her magnificent ass, her flat stomach, her tits, her back, her hands...and her cunt.
More than I'd ever wanted anything, I wanted to see her cunt. More than I even wanted to cum, I wanted to feel it, smell it, taste it...