Lesbian stories: The Girl – Chapter 2
Author: Alter Ego Twoface
This part is including Fantasy, Anal, BDSM, Blackmail, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Domination/submission, Lesbian, Mind Control theme.
This is a sequel to what started as a stand-alone story. No 1 was fairly romantic but no 2 and later gets more kinky and conspiratorical.
Resume: Mom and Dad’s sex life had been non-existing for a while. Then the Girl came along and by being incredibly horny she turned them both on and reintroduced passion to the couple. Then the Girl disappeared and strangely, Dad was the only one having any memory of her whatsoever.
The last couple of month had offered Dad what the previous years didn’t: Sex. At first very passionate, but in all fairness dropping to a somewhat normal level…and then dropping further. To nothing.
Dad wondered what had happened. The Girl had injected so much passion into them it should have lasted a lifetime to consume. Mom was into trying anal. She shaved completely clean. She wanted sex in the shower, in the car – hell even a quickie in a supermarked in the remote corner with pet food, towels and curtain fabrics. It felt like the best time of their marriage.
But it had faded away. Dad was back with his right hand and his fantasies. His fantasies used to be about Mom and anonymous porn stars. But more and more they included the Girl. Oh how hot she was. So young. So horny. So easy to please. The sound of her voice as she came; which she did a lot. The feeling of her squirting; which she also did a lot. The look of her body. Ahh, that perfect young body. Slim and tanned. A firm ass, a waistline like a wasp, fairly big tits that seemed weightless. And brown eyes with paralyzing depth. And of course the deep throat skills and the feeling of her silky snatch that seemed a little too small to fit.
But the Girl was now gone and just a fantasy. Mom was real though.
Sometimes you realize something in a flash. Other times you suddenly realize that you have known something for a while. That day in his car Dad had an epiphany of the latter. He had to visit a customer and by a coincidence he passed a pub and noticed Mom standing outside, clearly waiting for somebody. And then she was picked up. On a motorcycle, the driver in all black leather wearing a black full face helmet and handing Mom another. Mom quickly got on the back seat and the bike took off.
Dad remembered how careful Mom had put on sexy lingerie this morning. He thought of how she had continued to shave frequently – leaving only a vertical strip of hair, a landing strip. All that but not being into sex. The penny dropped on Dad. Mom was cheating on him.
He forgot all about his meeting and pursued the bike. It didn’t go very far and Dad managed to keep tailing it. They drove into an industrial area, and the bike turned into a deserted parking lot behind a closed factory. Dad drove past it, parked his car and hiked back.
By the entrance the gate was long gone, but the gatehouse remained. That’s where Dad hided. He saw the bike firmly parked on its solid kickstand. He saw Mom lying on the bike, ass on the seat, back on the fuel tank. He saw her dress lifted up and her legs parted. What he didn’t see was her underwear. It was gone. But he saw the driver. Forcefully fingering Mom but still wearing the leather suit and helmet.
Dad’s emotions weren’t the peaceful kind as he watched and heard Mom reaching a climax. He looked at the driver trying to kill with the eyesight alone. But then he noticed the contour of the slick leather suit. He noticed the waistline. The driver was female. Emotions turned to confusion. Then the driver took off her helmet. As the shining brown hair appeared, confusion turned to – well shock actually. Dad immediately recognised the hair and then the feminine frame. It was the Girl.
Dad’s emotions took yet another turn. Yes, he had just caught his wife cheating on him. But he was also spying on the two women of his fantasies, one fingerfucking the other. Dad never knew he was a voyeur but that was a damn hot sight. Lurking in the gatehouse, he got turned on.
The Girl had turned to the main course, eating Mom. It would appear she was talented at that too, because Mom was freaking out. She had grapped the steering handles of the bike over her head. Her blouse was unbuttoned and her tits were rocking as Moms body had no way of resting at ease; it was all over the place. Dad was pretty impressed with the bikes kickstand keeping up with the show. And he was pretty impressed with his own growing boner too. As Mom had a screaming orgasm, Dad found his cock and started to wack off, eyes glued to the lesbian bikerchicks in from of him.
It didn’t last long though. The Girl apparently went for no satisfaction for herself, but just aimed to please Mom. As she introduced a dildo to the scene – black of course to match the outfit and with a size suitable for black ones – Mom had her third orgasm and Dad his first. Mom collapsed on the bike and Dad watched as his sticky semen desecrated the small table where a guard probably used to wack off to an old porno magazines anyway.
Dad fled the scene and returned to his car. He watched as the bike with the two women left and he hurried to his meeting thinking of a reasonable excuse for being so late. He had some trouble keeping focus setting up the bank manager with a pension plan – which was Dad’s job – but at the end of the day, … yes well by then the work day had ended. Dad went home.
She was waiting for him. He saw the bike at the intersection and pulled over. The Girl was expecting him. He got out of the car.
“Hi there”, the Girl said; just like that.
Dad was stunned. Gone was any trace of innocence. A heavy makeup had changed her eyes from Bambi style to the look of a predator. The eyes used to look round but now had a shape like almonds. With the slim leather suit she looked like a porn version of Catwoman. The zipper was opened to her bellybutton and the resulting cleavage revealed that she was wearing nothing underneath.
Dad tried to all sorts of questions like why-did-you-disappear and what-the-fuck-are-you-doing, but his mouth didn’t seem able to get past “wh”.
“I need you to do something for me”, the Girl then said.
Dad’s mouth finally made up its mind and articulated the word: “What”.
“I need you to fuck a cunt”, the Girl explained, plain and earnest.
Dad put on a dirty smile. “Well, if you really need it…”, but the Girl cut him off.
“No, not me, silly” she said, sounding a bit annoyed. “I need you to fuck the brains out of a certain woman according to my specific instructions”.
“Does she look like you?” Dad just had to ask.
“Apart from the basic anatomy I would have to say no”, the Girl answered trying to hide a grin. She handed Dad a photo.
Dad immediately recognized her. The Dame. A local celebrity. He had a meeting with her the day after tomorrow; she needed a pension plan badly. She was in her late 50’s. She had money like grass. She used to be a model, but that was clearly a few decades ago. She had spent a substantial amount on plastic and beauty treatments, but she just kept the look of a worn out old hooker, only now with even bigger breasts and lips. She was married to one of the richest men in Ireland, owning all sorts of companies.
“Am I going to fuck the Dame?” Dad asked in disbelief. “She probably don’t even want me too!”
“You should have noticed by now, I have a gift of turning people on,” the Girl said.
“But hell, I don’t want to”, Dad continued. “She is a gross whale with makeup. I’ll probably suffocate in her tits.”
The Girl’s eyes went hard. “I wasn’t asking, I was telling you. I am sure you have noticed I managed to get you back together with your wife. That was easy. I know you watched us earlier today. You clearly liked the show but you may not have realised that I am now turning her into a full blown lesbian. Do as I say, and you will keep her. Disobey and you will lose her forever. Any day of my choise, she may come to you and tell you she met someone else – a woman – and that she is leaving. It’s up to you whether that day should ever come or not.”
Dad took his time taking in all that information. He had watched the women but the Girl had watched him too. The Girl was manipulating Mom, she had manipulated them both earlier, and now she was blackmailing him.
“But you used to live with us”, Dad said, still trying to sort it all out.
“That’s what you say”, the Girl smiled. “You wife have no memory of that whatsoever. Isn’t that odd?” She was mocking him.
“I have no choice”, Dad resigned.
“That’s the beauty of it”, the Girl smiled, all warmth returned to her eyes. “Get in the back seat and I will give you some instructions”.
They got into the car. The Girl laid out a plan. Dad was going to seduce the Dame during their meeting. The Girl would be there as his assistant. As to the purpose of it all, Dad didn’t need to know, she told him.
After the briefing, the Girl unzipped Dad’s pants. Her zipper was already quite a bit down and she freed her shoulders from the suit, then her arms and eventually her firm, young breasts. She bent down and took Dads cock in her mouth. “Consider this a down payment”, she explained. “Or a preview of how your life is going to be if you succeed”.
And then she started sucking. She licked his balls. She licked his shaft. She sucked the head. She deapthoated like a pro, producing lot of throat saliva. With that saliva she rose and titty-fucked him too. She bopped her head frantically up and down. And she kissed and caressed the rock hard member with passion. She did all of it keeping eye contact looking quite like a lioness. Dad was paralyzed. She swallowed every drop and thanked him for it. The she put back her suit, got out of the car and took off on her bike.
It was an easy decision for Dad not to confront Mom when he got home. Yes, he did watch her cheat, but what did he just do himself – and what was he planning on doing? They both acted like nothing out of the ordinary happened.
Parent Post: The Girl – by Alter Ego Twoface
- The Girl - Chapter 2
- The Girl - Chapter 3
- The Girl - Chapter 4
- The Girl - Chapter 5
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