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April Fool's Submission - Part Two

Date: 11/17/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: BabyDragon, Rating: 16, Source: LushStories

question. "Do you want Laura to finger that wet cunt of yours? It is wet, isn't it?" Chantelle asked, her lips so close to my ear, as Laura's finger slid underneath my thong. "Yes," I whimpered, although I wasn't sure which question I was actually answering, so overwhelmed by the situation, and the finger so tantalizing close to entering me. "Yes, you're wet or yes you want Laura's finger inside your cunt, sweetheart?" she asked, her lips tugging on my ear. "Oh God," I moaned, the finger parting my pussy lips and the hot breath on my ear making me incapable of thinking straight. "I'll take that as a yes to both," Chantelle chuckled tenderly. Laura explained, as her finger reached my volcanic entrance, which was dying to erupt after months of being dormant, in a whisper, "Just so you know, Chantelle and I are in an exclusive relationship." My face flushed, my body continuing to betray me, I asked, "Then why is your finger almost in my pussy?" Suddenly a hand was on my other leg and Chantelle answered, leaning in, "Because after a great dinner, like we had an hour and a half ago, we always want to share a dessert." "Oh fuuuck," I moaned, way louder than I meant to, as Laura's finger slid inside me and I realized without a doubt the intention of these two lesbians. "You're coming home with us now," Chantelle ordered. "What?" I asked, as Laura's finger laid buried deep within me, not moving. "Tell us, sweetheart, do you want to come home with us?" Chantelle asked, strange ... since she just told me I was going home with them. "I don't know," I answered, which was the truth. Part of me was completely at the whim of these two, my desire to get off driving me wild and making me reckless; on the other hand, I wasn't a lesbian and even though I had had a few drinks and was definitely intoxicated, I wasn't one to make reckless choices. Suddenly, I felt something clamp on my wrist. I looked down and saw I was now handcuffed to Chantelle! "What are you doing?" I asked, shocked. "Helping you make a choice that your body has already made for you, but your mind hasn't caught up to yet," Chantelle answered. Laura whispered, fingering me slowly, "Come home with us, baby, you know you want to." "Oh God," I moaned again, her finger driving me mad, even as I looked at the handcuff on my arm. "By the way, the keys for these are back at our place," Chantelle smiled. "What?!" I questioned, as Laura slid a second finger inside my pussy. "Do you want to come with us?" Chantelle asked. Somehow I felt compelled to do what Chantelle ordered, although I couldn't explain why. Of course, being handcuffed to her, I didn't see any way out other than to go to their place. So I answered, "Yes, ma'am." Chantelle scoffed, "Ma'am, no, no, if you're going to call me a name, call me Mistress." Laura wiggled her fingers inside me slightly, making me moan, and I used the word that implied so much, "Sorry, Mistress." "Let's go," Chantelle ordered, finishing her drink. Laura withdrew her ...