Spring Semester 2022 Ch. 01

Literotic asexstories – Spring Semester 2022 Ch. 01 by PinkFlowed,PinkFlowed
This is a continuation of a story that begins with Fall Semester 2019 Ch. 01. Most of the previous chapters have been in Lesbian Stories as this is a the story of Kay West, an “aggressively submissive” lesbian girl, and her college life. Since most, but not all, of the sex that semester involved more than two at a time Group Sex seemed more appropriate.

For those of you just joining us, Vivienne is Kay’s dominant love interest and Emily is Vivienne’s bff with benefits. Hugh, Emily’s fiancé, is finishing his senior year of college, the other three, their third year with varying degrees of progress.

The four share a two-bedroom apartment, off-campus.

* * *

As the holidays came to an end, Emily and Hugh found themselves caught up in the whirlwind of wedding preparations and meeting each other’s families. Their love had blossomed and matured over the years, and now they were ready to take the next step in their journey together.

With Hugh nearing graduation at the end of the semester, his job interviews brought a sense of excitement and anticipation for the future. He diligently prepared, honing his resume and showcasing his skills. The prospect of starting a career added a new layer of responsibility to his life, but he was determined to secure a job that would provide stability and support for their future.

Meanwhile, Emily faced the challenge of completing her remaining coursework. The decision to drop out during her freshman year had been a difficult one, but she had found her footing and was now committed to finishing her degree before the wedding.

Amidst the plans for their wedding in the summer of 2023, there was both excitement and a sense of anticipation.

As the dynamics of their living arrangement evolved, Kay found herself sharing Vivienne’s room more frequently. It became a space where they could explore their shared desires and indulge in moments of intimacy.

Most nights, still, Vivienne would join Emily and Hugh in their bed, seamlessly integrating herself into their intimate space. The connection between the three of them remained strong, their bodies tangled in the big bed. Hugh, ever the gracious and understanding partner, welcomed Vivienne into their shared space, embracing the unique dynamic they had cultivated.

For Kay, some nights were spent on the couch in the living room, a comfortable and familiar space where she could rest and reflect. On the nights that Vivienne shared Hugh and Emily’s bed, when invited, she was perfectly satisfied in curling up on the floor of Hugh and Emily’s room, wrapping herself in a warm blanket. It was a humble and cozy arrangement, a testament to the bond they shared.

And on rare occasions, all four of them would come together, their bodies piled into the big bed. It was a moment of pure bliss and connection, in the warmth of their shared intimacy. The bed became a sanctuary of desire, a place where their bodies joined and their souls merged in a gumbo of sensations.

Hugh watched with a mix of awe and arousal as the three women he loved so deeply surrendered to their desires, their bodies pressed against each other in a tangle of limbs. Vivienne’s commanding presence mingled with Emily’s tender touch, guiding Kay through a journey of pleasure that was both intoxicating and freeing.

The room was filled with the sounds of their shared passion– soft moans, whispered encouragements, and the rhythmic cadence of bodies moving in unison. The air was charged with electricity as their boundaries dissolved, leaving only a raw and untamed connection between them.

Kay, with her submissive nature, reveled in the attention lavished upon her, basking in the pleasure that flowed from Vivienne’s touch and Emily’s caresses. Her body became a canvas upon which they painted their desires, each stroke a testament to their shared connection.

Vivienne’s fingers traced paths of fire across Kay’s breasts, her touch both demanding and tender as she gently tugged Kay’s nipple piercing. Emily’s lips danced across Kay’s neck and shoulders, leaving a trail of fiery kisses in their wake. And as their hands explored every inch of Kay’s body, the lines between giver and receiver blurred into a mosaic of shared pleasure.

In the midst of their intimate dance, Hugh found himself drawn into the magnetic pull of their connection. His gaze locked onto their entangled forms, leaving him hard and aroused by the erotic tableau before him. From behind, he slipped his hand between his fiancée’s thighs and felt the scorching heat of her desire. His touch was electrifying, sending shivers through Emily’s body as she arched into his hand, aching for his skilled caresses.

Vivienne’s fingers continued their explorations, moving lower, tracing a path of molten fire down Kay’s abdomen. Her touch was a blend of dominance and affection, each stroke a testament to the intricate dance of power and surrender that defined their connection. Kay’s breath hitched as Vivienne’s fingers grazed the sensitive skin, igniting a hunger that had been building within her.

Emily’s lips followed a trail of searing kisses, moving down Kay’s spine with a deliberate slowness that sent waves of anticipation through her body. Each press of Emily’s lips against Kay’s skin was a promise of the sensations yet to come, a tantalizing prelude to the exquisite pleasure that awaited. Kay’s breath caught in her throat as the softness of Emily’s mouth contrasted with the electrifying heat that radiated from Vivienne’s touch.

Emily’s hands trailed down the sides of Kay’s body, her fingers dancing along the curves and dips with a reverence that made Kay’s heart race. She could feel the brush of Emily’s breath against her skin, a warm and sensual caress that sent shivers down her spine.

Kay’s mind was a whirlwind of sensations, each touch sending shivers of pleasure through her, her skin tingling with the promise of what was to come.

Vivienne’s fingers moved with purpose and finesse, tracing patterns of fire across Kay’s clit. She explored every curve, every dip and rise, as if committing the landscape of Kay’s vulva to memory. And as her touch deepened, Kay’s thoughts became consumed by the overwhelming need that pulsed through her veins.

The room was a cocoon of intimacy, their connection a thread that bound them together in a dance of pleasure and surrender. Kay’s breaths came in ragged gasps, each one a testament to the intensity of the sensations coursing through her. She was on the precipice, teetering on the edge of a cliff that promised a breathtaking freefall into the abyss of ecstasy.

As Emily’s lips continued their journey, each kiss left a trail of fire in its wake. Kay’s body responded with a flood of sensations, her skin tingling with heightened sensitivity. The anticipation grew with every inch that Emily descended, the magnetic pull of desire drawing them closer together.

Vivienne’s touch was a masterful dance, a symphony of pleasure orchestrated by skilled hands. With every stroke, every caress, she pushed Kay further along the path of sensation, guiding her towards a peak she longed to reach. Her fingers moved with a rhythm that matched the frantic beat of Kay’s heart, a melody of desire that echoed in the depths of her being.

When Emily reached the small of Kay’s back, her kisses became even more deliberate, each one a teasing exploration of the contours of her body. Kay’s fingers clenched the sheets beneath her, her body arching slightly in response to the intoxicating mixture of pleasure and longing that coursed through her veins.

And then, with a gentle pressure, Emily’s lips pressed against the curve of Kay’s athletic ass, a point where sensitivity and vulnerability converged. The sensation was electric, a jolt of desire that radiated through every fiber of Kay’s being. Her breath hitched as Emily’s mouth moved in slow, deliberate circles, her touch sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to the core of her desire.

As Emily’s kisses descended further, her hands joined in the dance, tracing patterns of heat and need along Kay’s skin as she slowly parted the luscious globes. The song of their connection grew louder, the room filled with the sounds of soft gasps and sighs, a testament to the intimacy they shared.

Kay’s body quivered under Emily’s touch, her senses overwhelmed by the exquisite pleasure that blossomed with each passing second. She felt herself unraveling, the boundaries between them dissolving as they became lost in the world of each other.

And just as Kay thought she couldn’t bear the anticipation any longer, Emily’s lips reached their destination, brushing against the sensitive pucker. The contact sent a surge of electricity through Kay’s body, igniting a fire that burned with a ferocity that couldn’t be contained.

And then Hugh’s presence, his arousal evident, added a new layer of intensity to the tableau. His finger slipped between Emily’s thighs, feeling the slick wetness that had pooled there, a testament to her own arousal. With practiced finesse, he traced slow circles over her sensitive flesh, his touch driving her to the edge of her own desire.

The room was filled with the sounds of their shared pleasure — soft moans, ragged breaths, and the intoxicating dance of their bodies moving together in a harmonious rhythm. The air crackled with electricity as their desires converged, a maelstrom of passion that threatened to consume them all.

Vivienne’s fingers dipped lower, finding Kay’s sensitive bud. Her touch was both deliberate and maddeningly slow, driving Kay to the brink of desperation.

In that moment, as Emily’s lips worked their magic, Kay surrendered to the sensations that enveloped her. Her body arched, her back bowing with the intensity of her desire. The room seemed to blur around her as the world narrowed down to the exquisite pleasure that radiated from the point of contact between Emily’s tongue and her tight hole.

And then, as if guided by an invisible force, their bodies shifted and rearranged, melding into new positions that accentuated their desires. Kay found herself between Vivienne’s thighs, her mouth eager and hungry. She surrendered to the taste and scent of Vivienne, her tongue tracing every contour with a fervent devotion that left Vivienne gasping and arching against her.

Meanwhile, Hugh’s touch on Emily intensified, his fingers plunging deep into her wet heat, his thumb finding her most sensitive spot with unerring accuracy. Emily’s body quivered with pleasure, her moans becoming a chorus of unrestrained ecstasy.

The room became a sanctuary of shared passion, a place where boundaries dissolved and inhibitions were left at the door. Each touch, each kiss, each stroke of desire was a brushstroke on the canvas of their collective lust, creating a masterpiece of shared pleasure.

As the intensity escalated, the symphony of their desire reached its crescendo. Bodies writhed and voices mingled in a chorus of release, each orgasm, a testament to the power of their connection. And as the waves of pleasure subsided, they found themselves nestled together, limbs intertwined and hearts beating in synchrony.

In that moment, as their breathing slowed and the echoes of their shared ecstasy lingered in the air, they knew that their bond was unbreakable. The shared bed had witnessed their most intimate desires and vulnerabilities, a testament to the strength of their connection.

And as they drifted into the embrace of sleep, their bodies still humming with the aftershocks of pleasure, they held onto the knowledge that these moments of unity were rare and beautiful gifts. Their connection was a tapestry woven with threads of desire, trust, and love, a masterpiece that would forever define their journey together.

* * *

The first night that semester that Vivienne invited Kay to share her bedroom, Kay’s heart raced with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness as she entered Vivienne’s room. The space was bathed in a soft, dim light, casting a seductive glow over the area. The air was thick with a heady combination of desire and vulnerability.

Vivienne stood near the bed, her presence commanding and alluring. She wore a silky robe that clung to her curves, hinting at the treasures that lay beneath. Her eyes sparkled with a mixture of mischief and tenderness as she extended a hand towards Kay, silently inviting her to join her in this intimate sanctuary.

Kay’s hand trembled slightly as she reached out and placed her hand in Vivienne’s, feeling a surge of electricity course through her veins at the touch. Vivienne’s fingers curled around hers, the connection between them growing stronger, as if they were two halves of a whole.

As they stood there, facing each other, their gazes locked in a silent understanding, Kay felt a surge of vulnerability wash over her. She knew that this moment would mark a new chapter in their relationship, a deeper exploration of their desires and connection.

Vivienne’s voice was a soft whisper, filled with a potent combination of desire and authority, as she spoke, “Tonight, my pet, we will embark on a journey of pleasure and surrender. You are mine, and I will guide you through the depths of your desires.”

With those words, Kay felt a wave of submission wash over her, surrendering herself completely to Vivienne’s will. She let go of any lingering doubts or inhibitions, allowing herself to be fully present in this moment of intimacy and exploration.

Vivienne’s touch was gentle yet firm as she guided Kay towards the bed, their bodies coming together in a delicate dance of desire. As they sank onto the soft sheets, their lips met in a passionate kiss, igniting a fire that burned between them. Their bodies together, limbs entangled, as they surrendered themselves to the dance of pleasure and connection.

The room filled with the sounds of their whispered confessions, gasps of pleasure, and the rhythmic dance of their bodies moving in harmony that consumed every thought and desire. The room seemed to shrink, the world beyond fading into insignificance as Vivienne’s touch became the center of Kay’s universe.

Vivienne’s fingers danced with a masterful grace, knowing just where to linger and where to move, each stroke a delicate balance between tenderness and intensity. The pleasure built like a orchestral movement, each note a brush of sensation against Kay’s skin. Her breath hitched as Vivienne’s hands glided across her breasts, mapping the landscape of her desire with a devotion that made Kay’s heart swell.

As Vivienne’s hands explored lower, Kay’s body responded with a surge of electricity, her skin hypersensitive to every touch. She gasped as Vivienne’s fingers traced the contours of her thighs, the delicate pressure sending ripples of pleasure through her core. The anticipation was a living thing, coiling within her, building with each moment until it was a crescendo of need that begged to be released.

Vivienne’s touch became bolder, her fingers inching closer to the epicenter of Kay’s desire. Each caress was a promise, a whispered declaration of the ecstasy that awaited. And then, finally, with a deliberate slowness that was both exquisite and torturous, Vivienne’s fingers made contact with her clit, brushing against the center of Kay’s longing.

Kay’s body arched, her back bowing off the bed as a gasp escaped her lips. Vivienne’s touch was a fire that ignited every nerve ending, a torrent of sensation that left her trembling with need. She could feel the rhythm of her heartbeat echoing in every pulse, the world around her reduced to the scintillating connection between her and Vivienne.

Vivienne’s fingers danced with a practiced finesse, gently flicking Kay’s genital piercing, each movement a stroke of mastery that sent waves of pleasure crashing over Kay. The sensations built in a crescendo of need, a deluge of desire that played out between them. Kay’s moans filled the room, mingling with the soft sounds of their shared intimacy, a melody of ecstasy that told a story of passion and surrender.

As Vivienne’s touch intensified, Kay’s grip on reality began to slip. The world around her blurred, and all that existed was the heady rush of pleasure that consumed her. Her body moved in time with Vivienne’s touch, a dance of desire that pushed them both to the edge of control.

And then, as if reaching the peak of a mountain, Kay’s body trembled, a cry of pleasure tearing from her lips as her orgasm washed over her like a tidal wave. The sensation was all-encompassing, a flood of ecstasy that left her breathless and overwhelmed with a torrent of warm, fuzzy emotions.

Vivienne’s touch gentled as Kay’s body slowly came down from its euphoric heights. Their eyes met, and in that moment, they shared a silent understanding of the depths they had explored together. The room was filled with the hushed aftermath of their connection, the air heavy with the weight of their shared intimacy.

As their breathing slowed and their heartbeats steadied, Kay felt a sense of contentment settle over her. The world had shifted in those moments, and she knew that she was forever changed by the intimate dance she had shared with Vivienne. Their desires had intersected, their bodies and souls connected in a way that transcended the physical.

And as they lay there, basking in the afterglow of their shared pleasure, Kay asked, “What happened that first summer? Why did you cut me off?”

Vivienne’s expression softened as she looked into Kay’s eyes, her fingers gently tracing patterns on Kay’s skin. She took a deep breath, the weight of her past choices lingering in the air between them.

“Kay, my sweet pet,” Vivienne began, her voice filled with a mix of remorse and sincerity, “I made a mistake. I let fear and uncertainty cloud my judgment, and I pushed you away when I should have held you closer. It was never my intention to hurt you or make you question our connection.”

Kay listened attentively, her eyes searching Vivienne’s face for answers. She longed for the truth, for an understanding of what had transpired during that time of separation.

“I was scared, Kay,” Vivienne continued, her voice barely above a whisper. “I was afraid of the intensity of our connection, of the depths to which our desires could take us. I didn’t know how to navigate those uncharted waters, and instead of embracing it, I retreated. I thought it was for the best, but I realize now how much I hurt you in the process.”

Kay’s heart ached with a mix of pain and relief as Vivienne laid bare her emotions. She understood the vulnerability it took for Vivienne to admit her mistakes, to acknowledge the impact of her actions on their relationship.

“I want you to know that I’ve learned from that experience,” Vivienne said, her voice filled with determination. “I’ve grown, and I’m ready to explore the depths of our desires together, without fear or hesitation. I want to cherish and nourish what we have, to create a space where we can both thrive and surrender to our shared passions.”

* * *

Kay read her message from Vivienne, “I’ll be home in 15 minutes. Greet me at the door, my pet. Collar only.”

Kay’s heart raced with a mix of excitement and trepidation as she read Vivienne’s message. The command to greet her at the door wearing only a collar stirred a complex array of emotions within her. She quickly composed a response, a plea for understanding, knowing deep down that her words might fall on deaf ears.

“Vivienne, Hugh and Emily are here. I can’t just greet you like that,” Kay typed, her fingers trembling slightly. She hit the send button, hoping against hope that Vivienne would reconsider or perhaps understand the situation.

Moments passed, but there was no response. Kay’s mind raced, contemplating her options. She knew she had committed to being Vivienne’s pet, a role that filled her with both exhilaration and vulnerability. But in this moment, with their friends present, the weight of their dynamic felt heavier than ever. The boundaries of their unconventional relationships were tested, as Kay found herself caught between her devotion to Vivienne and her desire to maintain a sense of normalcy within the presence of Hugh and Emily.