Kristin Gets a Very Public Offer
Kristin wasn't sure what kind of vibe she gave off when she saw the two women passing by, one of them walking the other on a leash like they were nothing more than a bipedal puppy, but it must have betrayed something more than mere shock and surprise because the woman holding the leash tugged her pet to a stop and fixed Kristin with a knowing gaze. "I'm Dahlia," she purred, a sultry drawl making even her name sound like a seduction, "and my bitch here is Stella. Stella's a very well-trained pussy licker; would you like her to eat you out? I promise it'll only take her a few minutes to make you cum." Stella didn't say a word, but the bright red blush that suffused her features spoke volumes about the casual ease with which her owner offered her out.
Kristin, for her part, felt a sudden pounding throb in her clit like a bass drum being sounded. She'd never really thought of herself as especially kinky, but in hindsight she'd also never had any real opportunities to explore that side of herself until someone came walking by with a frank and lascivious offer like this oneā¦ and suddenly she discovered just how interested she was in trying out Dahlia's suggestion. "Um, yeah, uh, sure," she mumbled, unable to find a cool and nonchalant way to agree to any of this. "So, uh, where do weā¦.?" Dahlia chuckled, Stella dropped to her knees, and the wild flutter of lust between Kristin's thighs instantly redoubled as she realized what they were proposing.
"Don't worry," Dahlia laughed, seeing Kristin's eyes widen. "We can just go around the corner to the side entrance, they keep it locked for big public functions like this. That's right, just come along, let Dahlia crawl behind you--she's got the smell of your cunt now, it kind of makes her forget she's a human being after a few whiffs--and there we go, just let her pull up your skirt and pull down your panties and justā¦ lick." Kristin felt almost as though she was floating outside her own body as she watched Stella match word to action, and even though it wasn't the first time she had her pussy eaten it was the first time another woman was doing it and Kristin found out to her surprise and delight that everything lesbians said about their cunnilingual skills was absolutely true.
Within moments, she had her fingers tangled in Stella's hair, her hips bucking instinctively into the blonde's chin as that talented tongue sent her arousal skyrocketing into slick, sultry bliss. "She won't stop until you tell her to," Dahlia murmured, her eyes cool and hungry while she watched the two women indulge in their sapphic pleasures. "I've been training her with hypnosis, she's forgotten anything in the world exists but your pussy right now. She can make you cum as many times as you wantā¦ unless you're afraid to fuck in public like this, of course." Dahlia smirked with sinister, manipulative amusement. It made Kristin shiver almost as hard as Stella's mouth did.
"An', an' if I was?" Kristin was shocked by the slurred, muzzy quality in her own voice; she didn't think she was hypnotized, although she had to admit she wouldn't know if she was given her extremely limited experience, but it was just so hard to think with that tongue flicking away relentlessly at her clit that she felt almost drunk on the arousal she was experiencing. Her eyes kept rolling back in her head as she lurched closer and closer to a climax she knew Dahlia would drink in like a fine wine, and her nipples tingled with the exhibitionistic pleasure of being watched like this. Tonight was definitely a journey of discovery for Kristin, and she couldn't wait to find out where it led from here.
Which was Dahlia's cue to say the words Kristin was hoping to hear. "Then you'd just have to come back to our place," she cooed, her dulcet tones caressing Kristin's mind the same way Stella's tongue caressed her clit. "Of course, I can't promise you wouldn't wind up with a collar of your very own by the time I was done with you. But I suppose you'll just have to take your chances and find out, hmm?" Kristin wanted to believe that it was mere coincidence that her arousal chose that moment to spill over into orgasm. But she suspected she'd be proven wrong by the time the evening was over.
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