1. Stacy's Submission ~ Chapter 5


    Date: 8/8/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: Aerith_Lives, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    be. She squirms to hold off the coming tidal wave of pleasure, not wanting it to end. Becca's tongue swirls and thrusts as it forces more and more potent nectar to flow from Stacy's femininity. No! I can't! Becca's tongue is relentless. It beckons the pulsing urges deep inside Stacy to intensify. Stacy can feel her walls contract and cramp as Becca's mouth sends Stacy to another dimension. No! "We're going to cum together!" Stacy growls, pushing Becca off of her. She quickly pounces on top of her girlfriend, pining Becca's tiny arms above her head. She forces her tongue inside Becca's mouth. Stacy can taste Becca's sweet breath mixed with her own alluring flavour. She can feel her pussy swelling between her legs, but doesn't care. Becca breaks from the kiss for a moment. "No, hun! I was… I want you to have a..." she gasps, out of breath. Her own pussy, begs for attention beneath her shorts. "I need to make you feel good!" Stacy gasps, almost manically. "I want so badly to have my tongue inside you. I want to make you scream and moan and whimper as I lick you." Becca squirms underneath her young, sexy girlfriend. "But! I wanted you to," Becca protests, before Stacy fills her mouth with her fingers. Stacy lowers herself down Becca's tight, little body, leaving her fingers in the girl's mouth. Just touching her girlfriend's soft skin makes Stacy melt. "I'm going to finally get to lick you and make you beg for me. And then we'll lick each other and cum together," Stacy ...
    explains. She excitedly uses her free hand to undo the button on Becca's cute jean-shorts. Becca moans and mumbles desperately. The button opens and Stacy unzips the front of Becca's shorts. But, instead of a pair of cute panties, she finds a thin metal band with a small lock binding it shut. Wha… huh? Stacy looks up at Becca, bewildered. She slowly pulls the fingers from her girlfriend's lips. Becca can see how confused and worried Stacy is. "I'm sorry, Stacy! I should've said something, earlier," Becca stumbles, afraid of Stacy's reaction. "What, what is it?" Stacy mumbles. She sits up awkwardly. "It's, well, a chastity belt," Becca whispers. She can tell Stacy is really uncomfortable with all of this. She gets up and sits next to her bottomless girlfriend, taking her hand. Stacy can't look Becca in the eyes. "Why didn't you tell me?" she asks. "I didn't know how!" Becca pleads, apologetically. "You, you can't take it off?" Stacy wonders, slightly weirded out. Becca shakes her head. "No, not without a key." "What does… why? What the hell are you wearing it for?" Stacy manages, half frustrated, half curious. "I don't think Miss Cara trusts me… with you. She said she wanted to make sure that I didn't, well, get too excited, I guess," Becca explains. Stacy looks down at Becca's open jeans. The slim fitting metal cover disappears down between her legs. How that must feel, I have no idea. Oh, Becca, what have you gotten yourself into? "I ruin everything, don't I?" Becca groans, rubbing ...