This is a short story about lesbian sex. Men and minors DNI
Rachel sighed as she slid on the new pair of panties, tossing the ones she was wearing into the basket. This is the fourth pair today, she thought to herself. Ever since breaking up with her boyfriend, she had been craving the pleasure of sex, but was far too scared to talk to anyone about it again. Her hand had worked just fine before, but now? She felt empty if she didn't masturbate multiple times a day. She laid down in her bed, staring at the ceiling. The porn video was still playing on her phone, but she couldn't be bothered to turn it off. As she laid there, alone, the slapping and moans from the video were cut off by her ringtone. With a groan, Rachel reached over to grab her phone off the ground and held it to her ear.
"Hello?" She asked, trying not to sound groggy at 3 o'clock in the afternoon.
"Hey, Rachel," said a silky voice on the other end, one that brought chills to Rachel's spine. "long time no chat!"
"Holly," Rachel replied, sitting up in bed. "how did you get my number?"
"Not really important, doll." Holly said softly, her voice tickling the back of Rachel's mind and causing her chest to flutter. Rachel and Holly had some history together. They met while Rachel was still in college. The details of their first encounter were a blur, all Rachel remembers is dry humping Holly's thigh and crying softly, breaking down in Holly's arms as she comforted her. It was both humiliating and enthralling, being the best sexual experience Rachel ever had. Being a broken shell of a woman as Holly pleasured her and called her a good girl made her crave that same dominance for weeks, months even. They hooked up from time to time, each time Holly would try out a new toy or method of making Rachel feeling like a submissive slut that had to be both babied and ruined. Until one day, however, Holly left town unexpectedly. No text, no call, she just disappeared from Rachel's life for almost two years. Of course, Rachel moved on best she could, but now she's back, and right when Rachel needed her the most.
"You're back in town?" Rachel asks, her breath already hitching with expectation.
"For a short while, yes." Holly replies. Her voice is as silky and seductive as it was the last time Rachel heard it. It already made her wet. "I heard from a friend of a friend that you were in need of some... assistance, darling."
"How did you...?" Rachel began to ask, though she truthfully did not care.
"I'll be at your place soon, princess. I hope you're ready." Holly said with a singsong voice before hanging up. Rachel flopped onto the bed. She could feel her face flushed red. She could feel herself growing hornier at the mere thought of seeing Holly again. She imminently got up, started cleaning her house up and trying to make herself at least presentable. When the time came, Rachel froze as she heard the knock on the door. She walks towards it slowly, pulling it open and almost melting where she stands as she sees Holly, sexy as ever.
"Miss me, doll?" Holly asks, reaching out for a hug. Rachel stands still. She should be mad. She should ask Holly why she's back after having left for so long. But she didn't care. She was in her arms again.
"I... I did." Rachel murmurs, burying her face in the crook of Holly's neck. Tears already welled in her eyes.
"Come on, baby." Holly says softly, brushing Rachel's hair with her hand. "Let's make you feel good."
"Good girl." That was all Rachel could hear, besides the sounds of her own moans. Holly was two fingers deep inside her pussy. She had her hand around Rachel's neck and was kissing her mouth deeply. Her fingers moved with expertise. Her fingers felt like hot knives against Rachel's skin, causing her to squirm and spasm beneath the other woman. And the whole time, Holly murmured the same thing over and over again. "Good girl." It was everything Rachel needed, everything she fantasized about. Even after she'd come undone, multiple times, Holly wouldn't stop. Ten times. Rachel kept track in her mind. She orgasmed by Holly's fingers alone ten whole times. When she finally let up, Rachel was exhausted. Panting like a dog, she could barely move. Holly smiled as she laid down next to her.
"Did you like that?" Holly asked, kissing Rachel's cheek. Rachel didn't respond. She was too tired, too caught in the afterglow of the intense sex to form concise enough thoughts to talk. Holly giggled. "Of course you did," she says, trailing a finger around Rachel's stomach. "good girl."
This was my first attempt at an erotic short story. I hope you enjoyed.
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