S.L – The New Neighbour by Becky_Sapphire

S.L – The New Neighbour by Becky_Sapphire

Discover the steamy adventures of S.L, the tantalizing new neighbor in this sizzling adult sex story. Get ready for a wild ride of passion and desire that will leave you craving for more.<br/>
Author’s Note: This is a standalone story, that will feature lesbian BDSM and a submissive virgin. This is a smutty fantasy so please do not read if you want realism. All characters in this story are 18 or over. This is part of the ‘Sapphire Lane’ universe.

The Story

“Hi.” Dana said, answering her front door to a pretty blonde girl.

“Hello, I’m Sabrina, my mom and me have just moved in next door at number 5.” The girl said, giving the woman a big smile. She was twenty years old, with a cute round face, big blueish-grey eyes, and dimpled cheeks she had emphasised with blusher. Her slender body was clad in a blue and white plaid dress with puff sleeves and knee-length skirt. In her wavy blonde hair was a white headband, and her lower legs were covered by long white socks, while in her hands she carried a tray covered by a tea towel.

“Well, welcome to Sapphire Lane Sabrina.” Dana said, unable to help smirking at how the girl was dressed, thinking that she must be quite the goody two shoes. The woman was in her mid-thirties with brunette hair cut with a straight fringe, and an athletic body that wasn’t skinny nor curvy, but with a firm butt and small breasts. She had been working from home on her computer, so was just dressed casually in jeans and a vest.

“I’ve baked you a cherry pie, it’s my grandma’s recipe!” The girl beamed, holding out the tray.

“Wow, that’s very kind of you! Sorry, I really should be the one calling round to welcome you with baked gifts! Would you like to come in, maybe we could have a slice with coffee?”

“Sure!” The girl said eagerly, and followed Dana inside.

“So your mom is still getting settled in?” The woman asked, wondering why the girl had come alone.

“Yeah kinda, she’s back in our old town to just finish a few bits off at her old job so I came ahead to get things together here, and thought what better way to try out our new kitchen then bake cherry pie for our new neighbours!”

“Aww, that’s so sweet.”

“So do you live here alone?” Sabrina asked as the woman showed her to the lounge, gesturing for her to put the cherry pie down on the coffee table.

“On no, I live with my wife but she’s away on a work trip…” Dana explained, watching the girl’s expression to see what her reaction was to her being a lesbian.

“Wife? Gosh…” The blonde blushed.

“Is that an issue?”

“Oh, of course not, sorry, just there wasn’t many in the small town I come from… at least not ones who were married! We’re a little bit of an unconventional household ourselves, what with mom being divorced from dad…”

Dana laughed. “Well there are plenty of lesbians in this neck of the woods… perhaps your mom wanted to come here to give it a try after her divorce.”

“Yeah, she wanted to escape to the city for a fresh start as everyone knows one another back in our small town…” Sabrina explained, then blushed cutely when she realised what the woman had been hinting at regarding her mom.

“Take a seat, I was just working upstairs so let me quickly go and logoff for the day.”

“Oh, if I’m interrupting I can just leave the pie and come back some other time.”

“No, it’s okay, I only had an hour or so left anyway so no problem for me to just finish a little early.” Dana said, and left the girl to return to her office upstairs.

Sabrina, left alone in the stranger’s home, wandered around the lounge, looking at the photos on the wall. She recognised Dana in some of them, on holiday or on ski trips, and also noticed an older blonde woman was a reoccurring face which she guessed might be the brunette’s wife. This was confirmed to be the case when she saw their wedding photo, both of them stood together in white bridal dresses, which she guessed might be from around ten years ago as Dana looked to be in her mid-twenties.

The girl couldn’t help think back to what the woman had said about her mom possibly wanting to come here to ‘give it a try’, and though she knew the brunette was just teasing, couldn’t help but imagine the possibility of it being true… wondering what it’d be like to find herself with a step-mom. The possibility of her having a girlfriend herself also came to the blonde’s mind, and she found herself strangely intrigued by the thought.

Sabrina, realising that looking at the photos of a lesbian relationship was making her a little flushed, decided to take her mind off it by fetching a knife to cut the cherry pie with, and also some bowls and spoons so it was ready to serve when Dana returned.

The house was basically the same as her new home next door, so the girl thought she knew the layout nevertheless somehow lost her way to the kitchen, and instead found herself going through another door. As she opened it, she realised it was a room which her mom had been planning to turn into a darkroom in their new home, so she could develop her own photographs, but she still stepped inside, a little interested to see what use her neighbours had put the spare downstairs room to.

The room was dark, seemingly the windows were covered and the light from the hallway wasn’t enough for the girl to see clearly, so she groped the wall for the light switch. The lights came on, making Sabrina gasp when she saw the contents of the room.

The walls were covered by red curtains, giving the place a fierce atmosphere, as well as a mysterious one however it was the furniture that drew Sabrina’s eyes, or at least what she called furniture for lack of a better word. One was a sleek wooden chair with armrests, black but furnished in red vinyl, however it was covered in cuffs which were clearly to tie around ankles, calves, wrists, upper arms, waist, and even one to go around the seated person’s neck.

There was also something that looked like a picnic bench, but with the table far more narrow and cushioned in more red vinyl. In the corner was a cage, short in height so a person would have to crawl to get inside, while on the other side of the room was a mattress on the floor.

She also noticed a large cross on one of the walls, that had shackles on each point which even a sheltered girl like Sabrina could guess was to chain someone to. From the ceiling too were several hooks and chains it looked like could be used to clip various things on.

Sabrina had heard of sex dungeons but she didn’t really realise they were actually real things people had, so had not been expecting to stumble into the middle of one. She thought she should hurry out the room and shut the door, but the innocent girl’s curiosity got the better of her, and she wandered further into the room, looking around as she wondered what Dana and her wife did in there, as presumably they were the ones who used it.

Lesbian sex wasn’t something the blonde had ever thought about much, but now she wasn’t only confronted with the existence of sapphic lovemaking, but also the BDSM variant of that.

On one wall was a chest of drawers, beneath a row of coat hooks where a selection of crops hung off. She knew she shouldn’t be prying into obviously a private space, but the girl couldn’t help looking into one of the drawers, and found it was full of lengths of rope.

Sabrina knew the women must tie one another up during sex, and though she wasn’t sure why, the thought excited her. She felt the rope in her fingers, imaging what it would feel like to have it securely wrapped around her flesh, and what it would feel like to be made hapless, bound in it like a damsel in distress.

The blonde blushed, and returned the rope to the drawer, instead looking up at the hanging crops, and reaching out to feel one, touching the leather popper on the end. It looked like something people used while horse riding but the girl knew this one had never struck a horse before… but guessed it must have whipped a human woman. This too, like the rope, was making her weirdly excited, like she had never felt before in her virgin life, and for some reason she smelt the crop, inhaling the scent of leather which only aroused her further.

This unexpected excitement had now made Sabrina forget she was in a stranger’s house, and that Dana was due to come back downstairs, and finding the lounge empty, would look around the house for her… however the blonde wasn’t thinking about this when she pulled up her plaid skirt so she could tenderly rub her aroused pussy through the crotch of her cotton panties as she continued to sniff the leather crop.

The girl had touched herself before, but never really had anything that had aroused her so, though she had managed to bring herself to an orgasm on a few occasions, didn’t particularly enjoy it and didn’t understand the appeal of masturbation, never having found anything that aroused her with trying to think about boys just leaving her cold. However now something had turned her on, she couldn’t help touching herself, her innocent inexperience and never-before-felt excitement making her forget her self-control.

“Sabrina! What are you doing in here!” Dana exclaimed from the doorway.

The blonde spun round, the woman’s voice yanking her out of her fantasies, and she quickly pulled her hand away from between her legs, letting her skirt drop back down to her knees.

“Oh gosh, I’m sorry! I…”

“Do you usually go wandering around other people’s homes?”

“No! I, well, I was just looking for a knife to cut the pie with… and stumbled into this room and… well I’ve never seen a place like this before!”

Dana wasn’t surprised that the small town blonde, who seemed to think lesbians were exotic, had never came across BDSM equipment before, especially not a whole room devoted to it. However rather than be horrified by the sights, the blonde had clearly found herself thrilled by them so Dana couldn’t help but see if she could exploit the delicious opportunity.

“Well it certainly looked like you enjoyed what you could see.” The woman smirked, and Sabrina blushed but shyly nodded.

“So you were going round touching all of my things as you touched your pussy?”

“No! Well…I was just curious… I wasn’t…” The blonde mumbled, and looked a little fearful as the older woman approached her.