1. A Bunnie To Play With - Chapter 15 - Graduation


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    turned back around. Her hand brushed my skin once more, and this time there was no hesitation when she touched the soaked front of my thong, no, she gently rubbed up and down, and I almost forgot all about where we were. I took a step towards her, then one more until our chests touched. She looked up, startled, wide-eyed, and gasped. I let go of the dress and cupped her cheeks, suddenly feeling a hint of the possessive thrill Anne had told me about. “You’ve never made out with a girl, have you?” Her eyes were big and brown with green spots, and she looked for all counts like a doe called in the headlights. “No,” she whispered, blushing deeper. “But you’d like to.” I trailed a thumb over lips and felt them tremble. “And you’d like to be told what to do, don’t you?” Her lips parted, once, twice, but no sound came over them. Only the tiniest of nods confirmed my guess. “I’m…” My own emotions were tumbling over each other. “I’m normally not dominant at all,” I confessed, “but I guess I could make an exception.” What I couldn’t, though, was resist the temptation of her pale, trembling, pouting lips. I crushed my lips against hers and let my tongue demand entry, and hers parted eagerly like flower blossoms in the first ray of light. She tasted like a mix of strawberry and peppermint, sweet and spicy. She still had the bubblegum, and in a wicked moment, I snatched it with my tongue. I came up for air, and she moaned. Her eyes were closed and she swayed on the spot. I couldn’t help ...
    but giggle softly, and my giggle was answered by flaming cheeks. “You’re so cute,” I whispered. I took a step back though, caressing her cheek one last time before breaking the contact. “Now’s not the right time.” “When then?” she demanded to know, an eager expression suddenly taking over. “After graduation and all its craziness,” I told her with a soft shrug. “I have a girlfriend though.” She stared at me as if slapped, and I hastened to amend my words. “I don’t think she’d mind us… making love, though.” The panicked expression softened and breathed a sigh of relief. “She’s also my…” This time it were my cheeks to become flushed. “...mistress.” “Mistress, as in…” She didn’t need to finish the sentence. “Uh-uh,” I confirmed with a nod. “Wow.” She took a step back and sat her bum on the edge of a narrow shelf. “That’s quite a lot, and quite fast.” “Do you work here regularly?” “Every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon, and most Saturdays.” “Know what, I’ll come by next Thursday and bring Anne. My Mistress. We can work something out.” She bit her lip. “This is… crazy.” I giggled. “Tell me about it! Would that be okay?” “I guess.” “Good. I need to hurry a bit now, though.” I slipped back into the changing booth, but I made sure to keep a narrow gap in the curtain, then slipped off the dress. I didn’t look to see if Amy was peeking, but if she was, I was determined to give her a show. So I took my time taking off the high heels and rolling down the stockings, then folding everything ...