House Slut - S01 E29

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House Slut - S01 E29

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 29

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Tegan has assumed that Bethany’s room would be in the student accommodation a few blocks away, and that a brisk walk would clear her head. Instead, they went back inside, turned down a hall and before she knew it Bethany was closing the door and throwing the privacy bolt behind them.

“Casa de Beth.” She announced.

“You live here?”

“Share house. Beats those shitty dorms.”

Tegan glanced around the room. It was bigger than the one she shared with her roomie back at the campus and even had a jack & jill style ensuite that connected with the bedroom next door. Bethany had also decorated with a liberal application of posters, and had a sprawling collection of makeup covering the top of her dressing table. Suddenly Bethany was in front of her, guiding her backwards until her legs hit the queen-sized bed and she flopped backwards. I was clear at this point that this thing with Bethany was about to go far further than she ever intended but she didn’t protest. Even though Bethany had played her, she felt a thrill run through her she hadn’t felt before, and knew she wanted it, kicking off her sandals as she crept backwards, trying to steady her breathing as she watched Bethany unlace her boots and slide out of them before crawling onto the bed with her.

“You haven’t done this before huh.” Bethany remarked. It wasn’t a question.

Tegan just shook her head, timidly. She felt like a rabbit frozen in the headlights of an approaching car.

“We’ll go slow.” Bethany lunged at Tegan pinning her to the bed with her body and started kissing her again, sliding her hands underneath her back and rolling onto their sides. Tegan found her hands roaming aimlessly up and down Bethany’s back, unsure of where to put them, what to do. As Bethany began to kiss her way down Tegan’s neck she cradled the other girl’s head and neck in her hands and closed her eyes as she felt her fingers working the zipper at the back of her dress and her hand slip inside to caress her bare skin. Taking her cue Tegan nervously fumbled with the laces of the bow in the back of Bethany’s corset-dress until it came loose. Not knowing how corsets really worked she left it at that and stroked Bethany’s neck as Bethany started pulling down the shoulder straps of her dress to reveal Tegan’s small tits, then pulled back to properly take them in, running her fingers along the curve of the underside before gently stroking her nipples. Tegan shivered at the soft touch.

“You’re adorable.”

Tegan just bit her lip, looking at Bethany’s sizeable chest in response. Bethany grinned and gave Tegan another kiss on the lips before rising up to straddle Tegan’s thighs and took her glasses off tossing them aside then squirming her heavy dress off up over her head and sending it to the floor, then staying straddling her while Tegan drank in her body. Bethany wasn’t what Tegan would consider overweight but she had a little chub in places. Tegan had been able to tell that from her face, but if anything it made her cuter and probably didn’t hurt her bust size any either. She was still contained in a lacy black bra but Tegan imagined she could make out the outline of her nipples through the material. Above the cups her pale skin seemed ready to overflow at any moment. Her belly was flat, but soft rather than toned like her own. She had a mandala-style sternum tattoo that ran under her breasts and her belly button was pierced with a blue gemstone. She was wearing a skimpy black thong that left very little to the imagination, giving Tegan the impression that she was probably completely shaved. Just above the waistband was another tattoo, a line of three small stars.

Tegan ran her hands up Bethany’s sides then cupped her breasts through her bra, feeling the weight and softness in her hands for the first time. Bethany seemed content to let her take her time, returning the favour by caressing Tegan’s chest and stroking her neck for a minute until finally reaching back to unhook her bra, catching it in her hands as it began to drop then slowly revealing with a coy smile.

To Tegan it seemed like they got even larger when no longer contained with the bra. Out of the bra they sat lower, partially obscuring the mandala tattoo, but she wouldn’t use the word saggy. Heavy was definitely the better word. Her nipples were small and dark, the hard nubs perfectly centred on the large pale orbs. Unable to resist Tegan pushed herself off the bed and threw an arm to old herself against Bethany as she used her free hand to cup and squeeze her tit, softly kissing and sucking her nipple. She ran her hand down Bethany’s back, squeezing and groping her exposed ass cheeks, while Bethany simply held her close, enjoying Tegan’s awkward inquisitiveness and enthusiastic exploration.

Eventually Bethany gently pushed Tegan back down against the bed and crawled back off, grabbing the fabric of Tegan’s dress and pulling. Tegan instinctively lifted her hips to let her dress be pulled away, leaving her now only in her panties. She hadn’t expected to be letting anyone see them tonight, but had wanted to feel good about herself after recently becoming single and had gone with a silky red bikini cut with a lacy front. Just as she wondered if Bethany could see her pubic hair through the lace the point was rendered moot as Bethany stripped her of those too. She pressed her legs together, suddenly overcome with shyness at the thought of another girl seeing her completely nude someplace other than the gym showers where they all pretended not to look at each other.

Despite her keenness to get her naked, Bethany remained patient and waited until she had Tegan’s attention again before slowly, agonizingly, peeling off her thong and letting it fall to the floor, now stepping out of it. Tegan realized she’d never really looked at another girl naked before – definitely not in a sexual way – and became anxious as she realized she was probably about to become intimately familiar with a body that wasn’t her own.

Bethany crawled back onto the bed again, her breasts hanging ponderously and caressing Tegan’s belly and chest as she slid over her. Bethany offered her tits to Tegan’s mouth and she willingly grasped her sizeable melons and sucked eagerly at her little nipples, letting out a muffled squeal as Bethany licked her fingers and slid them between Tegan’s shaved lips, grinding her palm into the slightly unkempt tangle of red curls above her slit, and began to gently caress her private folds. Tegan knew she had gotten wet with excitement – and maybe some trepidation – but hadn’t realized how much until she felt Bethany smearing her own juices onto her clit, which immediately responded by throbbing under Bethany’s touch. She gave into the urge to let her hips buck upwards only to have Bethany press her back down, sliding a finger inside her, then a second, slowly moving them in and out with a gentle twisting motion.

Tegan began to run her hands down Bethany’s belly towards her smooth mound but Bethany pulled away, her heavy breasts moving away from Tegan’s panting mouth and being pressed against her naked body again and Bethany kissed her way down Tegan’s neck and collarbone, to her chest. Bethany took a moment to sample her small tits, fingering her a little faster and pressing her palm against Tegan’s mound, putting indirect pressure on her clit as she sucked her nipples, swirling her tongue around the outside of her areolas alternating sides a few times before moving on. Tegan rested her hands on Bethany’s head, stroking her hair as she kissed her way lower. She was quivering in anticipation not only because it was her first time with another woman but because she’d never been on the receiving end of oral before – her first boyfriend having been inexperienced and shortlived and her most recent lover simply being selfish, no one had ever reciprocated her blowjobs.

When she felt Bethany’s warm breath on her hairless slit she stifled a whimper by biting her finger. She felt Bethany’s fingers withdraw from her and looked down to see her licking her fingers with a wicked grin, before pushing them back in and lifting Tegan’s leg to throw it over her shoulder for better access, finally bringing her mouth to Tegan’s pussy after what seemed like an eternity of waiting.

She felt Bethany’s tongue exploring her like no one ever had before, it’s gentle roughness probing at the place she was entering Tegan with her fingers then sliding up between her labia to find her swollen clit. Tegan whimpers again and gripped Bethany’s hair as a jolt of pleasure ran through her body and Bethany responded by wrapping her free arm around Tegan’s thigh to grab her hand and hold it, interlacing their fingers.

Bethany’s tongue swirled around her clit, first clockwise, then counter, then forming a seal and applying suction before repeating, seemingly trying to find out what Tegan best responded to, all the while sliding her fingers in with a slight curl, pressing against the front wall of Tegan’s vagina. Tegan was moaning, squeezing Bethany’s hand and grasping the sheet under her, her panting becoming more and more urgent. It seemed that Bethany was moaning too, presumably enjoying eating Tegan out. Suddenly she felt an immense pressure and Bethany stopped moving her fingers, pressing on a particular spot as her powerful tongue started stroking her clit from side to side. Tegan’s breath caught in her throat as her entire body tightened up and her legs trembled, her thighs pressing on Bethany’s head. She felt as though she was either going to implode or exploded or both at once, and then it almost felt like she did both. When the breath she’d been holding finally escaped her it was in the form of a guttural scream of relief, quickly followed by a series of panting moans interspersed with “oh fuck”s. Her hips were bucking uncontrollably as Bethany continued to lap at her clit. She could feel what she thought might be sweat but was probably her own juices slick and cooling on her thighs and ass. Her cunt was clenching at the fingers inside her which were continuing to press against the front wall of her vagina, the fingertips rubbing a small circular motion. Almost as soon as she become all aware of these feelings as the aftershock of her orgasm drained out of her like someone emptying a jug she began to feel like she was filling up again. Her clit and nipples ached and she gently squeezed Bethany’s hand, whispering a weak “OK” to indicate she was done, but Bethany simply mumbled a muffled “uh uh” with the tiniest shake of her head in response. Tegan wanted to protest because in her experience she became too sensitive after an orgasm, but she realized that Bethany’s gentle tongue wasn’t uncomfortable, and the feeling rising in her body was the start of another orgasm already hurtling wildly towards her brain.

“Fuuuck.” She whispered and she gripped the covers again as her second orgasm swept through her, and then kept going, and going. She didn’t know if it was one long orgasm or a series of connected ones, but she knew she’d never felt anything like it. She lost all track of time and gave into the fireworks going off in her lower body.

When the last waves of pleasure finally subsided like the last rumbles of thunder from a departing storm, she felt tears well in her eyes from the emotional intensity of it all. She barely noticed Bethany slide out from under her leg and join her on the bed, caressing her face tenderly. Tegan could smell her sex on her hand.

“Alright?”

Tegan responded by taking Bethany’s face in her hands and kissing her on the lips. She smell of her own pussy grew stronger but that was not a concern considering what she was about to do. She pushed Bethany onto her back and started kissing her way down the other girl’s neck and chest, trying to take control of the situation. She was exhausted from the world-shattering climax Bethany had just give her but she was filled with a desperate desire to return the favour, like she had something to prove. She groped her breasts on her way down, giving attention to her nipples before kissing down her belly and to her shaved mound. Now face to face with another woman’s genitalia for the first time, especially once that was immaculately hairless, she felt her momentary spike of courage leave her. She noticed a small stud piercing just above the slit. She examined the slightly parted lips and the hint of moisture on them. She could detect Bethany’s smell, different to her own but still familiar. She realized she was completely at a loss and wasn’t sure if she could actually go through with it.

Bethany’s voice made her jump.

“You ok?” She was propped up on her elbows watching Tegan inquisitively.

“I… I don’t know if I can…” Tegan stammered.

“Sure you can” Bethany said coolly as she raised one leg and placed it over Tegan’s shoulder, placing her heel on Tegan’s back as if to draw her in. Tegan watched as her lips slid against each other, exposing a little more of her inner labia. “Start with a little kiss. I’ll tell you what to do.”

Tegan gingerly pressed her lips to the hairless slit before her, gently kissing and massaging the skin with her lips and gently probed with her tongue, tasting Bethany’s wetness.

“Mm, there you go. Keep it up.” Bethany coaxed.

Tegan pushed a little further with her tongue, moving it without any apparent direction as she got used to the taste, and the adventure of doing something completely new to her. She found a hard nub that she assumed to be Bethany’s clit and started stroking it with the tip of her tongue.

“Good, babe. Now put your fingers inside.”

Tegan brought up her hand and started just below her tongue, running her fingertip down until she found Bethany’s opening, her finger easily sliding into her slick hole. She was surprised but the warmth – certainly she’d fingered herself before but it was strange to be enclosed by someone else’s body. No wonder guys were so keen to put their dicks in there. She turned her hand so her palm was up, slowly stroking her finger in and out, trying to remember to keep licking Beth’s clit at the same time.

“More.” Bethany urged.

Tegan wasn’t sure if she meant more fingers or more licking so she did both. She added a second finger to Beth’s accommodating hole and started licking faster, using the flat of her tongue to put more pressure on it, which was rewarded with a soft moan of appreciation. She started pumping her fingers faster, trying to put pressure on the front wall of Bethany’s vagina as Bethany had done to her.

“Suck my clit, and make circles.” Bethany instructed. Tegan did her best to follow, but her sucking was more like slurping and she felt embarrassed by the sound. She quickly switched to making counterclockwise circles around Beth’s clit, though she was finding her tongue and jaw were beginning to tire as she used muscles she never had before.

“Good, keep going… how many fingers you using?”

“Two” Tegan replied, her mouth muffled by cunt.

“Go to three, you’ve got dainty fingers.”

Tegan complied, adding her third finger into Bethany, who squeezed them a little as she kept stroking in and out. She definitely felt like it was getting snug in there now. She started swirling her tongue in the other direction, breaking it up with sucking whenever her tongue tired. After a few minutes of this, with Bethany slightly bucking her hips as Tegan fingered her she spoke again.

“Hey… wanna get crazy?”

Tegan almost panicked at the question – not only was she having sex with a stranger at a party, it was also her first time with a girl. How much crazier could things get? She raised her head partially to see what the hell Bethany was talking about and partially because her jaw definitely needed a break. Bethany leaned across the bed and reached into hew drawer to take out a bottle of lube.

“This is normally for my dildo…” Bethany trailed off.

“…you want me to use a dildo?” Tegan queried, already knowing that’s not what she meant.

“No babe, I have something a bit bigger in mind.”

“You want me to…?”

“Uh huh. I’ve never done it before, but I’m drunk and you have pretty small hands.”

Tegan paused for a moment then mentally thought Fuck it, let’s go crazy.

“Ok. How do we do this?” Tegan took the lube from Bethany and eased her fingers out of her.

“Slow and steady. Put some lube on your hand and put your fingers back in.”

Tegan complied, Bethany squirming with a giggle as the coolness of the lube hit her.

“Ok, try adding a fourth finger, keep them bunched together.”

Tegan squeezed her hand as she added her pinkie and thumb to the other three fingers in a kind of arrowhead shape, pushing until she met resistance as the width of her fingers increased closer to her knuckles. Bethany raised her knees and spread her legs, her thighs parted as wide as she could get them.

“Start licking my clit again and when I tell you, start pushing and don’t stop… as soon as you get past the knuckles, curl your fingers in and try to make a tight fist ok?”

Tegan didn’t answer but went down on Bethany again, using her lips and working her jaw to massage her pussy as she circled her clit with her tongue again. After a few deep breaths Bethany whispered “now” and Tegan pushed. At first it didn’t seem like it was going to happen, then suddenly the knuckles slid forward.

“Oh shit, fuck.” Bethany cried, which prompted Tegan to curl her fingers inwards and compress her hand into a fist. Suddenly her hand was being squeezed on all sides by Bethany’s cunt, her clit pulsing in Tegan’s mouth as her hand warped and distended her flesh. She pushed her fist in a little deeper and Bethany tried to squeeze her legs together, forcing Tegan to back off a little with her hand buried inside her.

“Oh shit, fuck.” Bethany panted again.

“Are you ok?” Tegan asked, quietly trying not to panic.

“Fuck it hurts so good.” Bethany shuddered and her muscles clenched around Tegan’s hand.

Tegan took the opportunity to look down at Bethany’s pussy, amazed at how her labia wrapped around her wrist, gripping her tightly. She could hardly believe that she’d made it fit. As Bethany seemed to adjust and settle down she put her head back between her thighs, and Bethany eagerly accepted, holding the back of her head with both hands as she continued to lick her pulsing clit. At this point, wrist-deep in a girl who just met, all sense of decorum went out the window. She sucked and slurped at her pussy, attacking her little nub from various angles, not too concerned about how noisy she was being. She could hardly move her hand but managed to fuck Bethany with a slow in-out motion, the tight entrance of her vagina gripping her wrist, her muscles undulating around her buried fist. Bethany, for her part, panted and moaned, pulling Tegan’s enthusiastic mouth to her pussy, her pale breasts heaving with every gasping breath and glistening with sweat. When her moans grew louder and more urgent Tegan surmised she must be getting close to orgasm and began to lick her clit, forcing her aching tongue to mimic the side-to-side motion Bethany had used on her. Bethany squealed with delight as she peaked, locking her ankles behind Tegan and squeezing her head with her thighs as she bucked against her mouth.

As she gradually came down from her high, whimpering as her legs shook, Bethany sat up and took Tegan by the arm, helping her gradually slide her hand back out of her. Tegan released her fist and let her hand be pushed out of Bethany’s twitching hole, watching it slowly clench closed behind her as Bethany sank back onto the bed with a sigh and curled up on her side. Tegan, kneeling on the floor stared at Bethany’s ass and pussy, her thighs slick with lube and juices, then looked at her hand, similarly coated and suddenly feeling very cool now that it was no longer inserted inside another human being. Of all the things she thought might have happened at this party after a breakup, she had predicted exactly none of them.

It seemed like Bethany was on the verge of going to sleep, so now she had a choice. She could put her clothes back on, slip out, and probably never see Bethany again and make this her first one night stand among other things – or she could crawl onto the bed next to her and see what happened in the morning.



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While she had been telling her story she had started massaging the bulge in Brandon’s pants and freed his stiffening cock from his pants, stroking him slowly and deliberately while he lay there listening to every last word and detail. She began to stroke him faster as the story neared its end and he indicated he was about to finish about the point she described Bethany’s intense orgasm. She interrupted her story telling to put her mouth over his cock, swirling her tongue around the head as he erupted in her mouth, his hot load bursting against the back of her throat. She hungrily gulped down his cum, massaging his cock head with her lips until his orgasm subsided and the last of his seed leaked into her mouth. She lifted her head swallowing one last time, keeping her hand wrapped around his cock.

“We dated for about six weeks. I say dated, it was mostly sex.” She concluded.

“Wow.”

“Yeah. So, that was the story of my crazy college experimentation.”

“So, you didn’t date any other girls after that?”

“Nope. It was a one and done thing. I guess I can’t say for sure, but I don’t think I’m all the way bi.”

“Did you ever do that again?”

“Fist her?” Tegan smiled. “We tried once more but it didn’t happen. I think she was pretty drunk that night, plus I got better at pleasuring her without resorting to extremes.”

“Did she ever…?”

“Fist me? Hell no. I wouldn’t let her try.”

“Oh.”

“Disappointed?”

Brandon laughed, relaxing back on the bed. “I guess it would have just been extra hot to hear that story.”

“Well, you’ll just have to make do with the story you got.” Tegan slid off the bed and stood up. “I hope you feel better now.”

“Yeah, I do. Sorry I made it weird.”

“Don’t be, I just want you to be happy with the arrangement. All of you.” Tegan said meaningfully.

“I am. It’s all good.”

“Tegan smiled and turned, strolling out of the room.

To Be Continued.