1. Taking Advantage of Underclassmen


    Date: 1/1/2016, Categories: Fiction, Girls / Female, Lesbian, Reluctance, Author: AwesomeAllie1317, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    shaking in orgasm at the workings of my quick and gentle tong. She was saying something about how amazing she felt, when I was getting up to my knees and ripping off my shirt and bra. Unlike the high school sophomore beneath me, my college sophomore breasts were filled out to a D cup, and she quickly took notice. I pounced back up to her though, and our lips were once again intertwined. It turned me on so much to think about the saliva and juices that were moving back and forth between us. I took her head and gently led it to my breast, and she didn’t take long to cradle my rock hard nipple in her mouth, even grabbing my ass as her mouth went back and forth between each. I played with her clit as she did this, flicking it back and forth. She even began to copy, fingering around my soaking pussy. Suddenly though, she stopped. “I can’t do this, I’m not a lesbian!” I laughed, and told her she didn’t have to be to do this. “It’s not the same. Me doing stuff to you, it just makes this real. This is wrong, I shouldn’t be doing this,” she exclaimed while reaching for her clothing. I reached up and grabbed her hair, firmly by ...
    the roots, determined not to let go. I ignored the cries and the please and forcibly pulled her down between my legs to my freshly shaved pussy. At first, it was only receiving tears and wails, but eventually, the defeated girl started to move her tong up and down my pussy. At first, little and quick, but then she began to lap up my juices with long, slow flaps of her tong. I held her there for a better part of an hour, experiencing a handful of orgasms. It was probably the most turned on I’d ever been in my life, forcing a sixteen year old to eat my pussy. Finally, I let go, but the girl didn’t bolt. Instead, her tong continued sliding between my lips and she kept sucking up all my juices. She was careful to hide her face from me and not look up to meet my gaze. I knew that meant she’d enjoyed it, and that on some level she was now struggling with the fact that she had a strong sexual attraction to other girls. As she wiped a tear from her eyes, she looked down to the floor, ashamed, as she asked me to go down on her again. “I can do that,” I assured her. “My roommate should be home soon. We can both play with you.”
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