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Subject: {ASSM} Bare Pet - Story of a lesbian girl (Chapter 1-5) Ff, fsolo
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The following story is based on my own life. You don't have to believe
it, just read and enjoy it!
Special thanks to my proof-readers!
I.
I pedalled my bike from the library, back to my dark little room in my
aunt's attic. She lived her own life, and didn't really care about me.
We ran across each other by chance, in various parts of the house a
couple of times a month. This was fine with me. I was quite
self-sufficient, having lived apart from my parents since I was
fourteen. A spring shower came suddenly and I got soaked in a few
seconds. It rained so heavily that I couldn't see more then a few
meters. I heard a car coming from behind and when the water spray hit
me I got scared and  crashed into the ditch losing consciousness.
The next thing I saw was a bright light and a man in white examining
me. I realized that I was in a hospital.
"How do you feel?" asked the man.
"A little dizzy."
He asked me to focus on his hands, hold my hand out and so on and
smiled when he finished.
"I'll send in your sister, you may go home."
"My sister?" I wondered because during the short marriage of my parents
I was their only child, but before I could ask anything else the doctor
left and a woman entered the room. She was around thirty, her long
honey blond hair was braided in a ponytail, she had beautiful grey eyes
and a pretty face. She was about 170 cm tall, wore a short skirt and a
t-shirt. Her legs were long and muscular, like her arms. It wasn't
hard to tell that she didn't wear a bra because her large nipples
pointed out very obviously through the fabric of the t-shirt as her
little tits bounced with every step she took.
"Are you all right?" she asked a very soft voice.
"The doctor said that you are my sister..." the woman glanced back
nervously towards the door where the doctor and a nurse were standing.
"Look" she said whispering, "I'm the one who found you in the ditch.
Because you didn't have any papers with you, I thought it better to
say that you are my sister and we can avoid complications and I can
bring you back to your parents quickly."
"Are you the one who almost hit me?"
"Almost" nodded the woman "I'm really sorry if I scared you... but
the rain you know..."
"It's all right. Thank you for bringing me in!"
"Then shall we leave?" I nodded and jumped up from the bed where I sat.
Suddenly everything got dark and I fell on my knees. She helped me up
and I sit back on the bed "Let me help you!", she said.
She untied the hospital nightie that I wore and took it off. I was
completely naked under it. I blushed and tried to cover my round tits
and closed my legs tightly.
"Where are my clothes?"
"They stripped you because everything was wet and dirty" said the
woman. "I brought in a few clothes of my own from the car. Here take
this!"
"They will be too big!" said I, because I was at least 25-30 cm shorter
then she.
"Never mind! They are dry at least."
She signed something and they gave us the papers and said a few words.
Later I discovered that I had a minor concussion. We went to her car.
It was still raining but it was already 5 o'clock so I didn't remember
the past 3 hours. We stopped at the chemist's. She went in and when she
got back she gave me a pill. I swallowed it with the water that she
gave me too.
"Oh I'm so sorry I forgot to tell you my name. I'm Christine!"
"I'm Petra" I replied.
"How old are you?" asked Christine.
"I'm 17."
"I thought you were younger..."
"Why?" I asked resentfully.
"Well you look very innocent. I like that!"
She asked me a lot of questions about me, my life, friends and
everything. I answered her but I could hardly keep my eyes open, and
soon I fell asleep.
When I woke up I couldn't move. The ceiling was covered completely with
a mirror and I saw myself naked on a bed. Christine was sitting at a
computer and when I opened my eyes she got up and walked to me. I
couldn't talk either, I could just move my eyes.
"You are dreaming Petra" said Christine but her voice came from all
around me echoing through the room "You can not move or speak, but you
can feel everything, can't you?" and she leaned to my neck and kissed
me. She caressed my body with her soft touch. My nipples got hard and
my pussy started to warm up. I had a few boyfriends but a girl had
never touched me like this before. She moved her hand to my tits and
slowly massaged them. Then she grabbed my nipples between her thumb and
index finger and gently rolled and squeezed them. I got very excited as
she played with my nipples, I had no idea that this could feel so good.
She played them harder and harder, she pulled and tugged them in every
direction and to my absolute surprise I came. It was my first orgasm
without touching my clit, and it was fantastic. When I reached my
climax Christine looked towards the computer screen. She stepped to the
computer pushed a few buttons then she picked up something from the
table next to the bed and she opened my legs wide. I got scared from
the device in her hand and a low moan left my mouth. She caressed my
head and held the device in front of me.
"It's just a trimmer nothing more!" she started to mow my bush and
commented: "You will look like you are really innocent!"
When she finished there were just short hairs left on my pussy, she got
a gel-like thing from a bottle and she creamed it on my pubes. It felt
hot and stung. She got a razor and started to shave me. I watched
myself in the mirror with wide open eyes as my pussy got bald, and I
got excited from the view. When Christine was ready she washed it clean
with a wet towel and then rubbed an ointment onto it. It burnt like
hell, and I heard my inaudible squeaking.
"Well it may hurt a bit but you won't get any bumps. You don't want to
spoil this wonderful look with red, itchy spots, do you?" she sat back
to the computer and continued talking.  "This cream slows down the
growth of hair as well. You should keep yourself smooth, you look
absolutely beautiful and innocent! I'll be back soon, just relax"
She got up and left the room. I was totally puzzled. I never had a
dream like this before. I didn't feel like I was dreaming, it felt so
real. But I must be dreaming, this can't be real. I'm not sure how long
Christine was away, but it was about 20-30 minutes. She came in and she
grabbed my pussy lips.
"I love your huge lips. You are very lucky to have such a large pair of
flaps!" She pulled my lips downwards and
I watched as they stretched to their limit. Then she suddenly let them
free and they bounced back in a crumpled bunch. She repeated this more
than a dozen times. I got aroused and I felt my fluids oozing out
around the entrance of my vagina. I couldn't take my eyes off my image
in the mirror. My white, bald cunt with those pink skins was incredibly
erotic. I never got so excited by myself. I masturbated 1-2 times a
week but I usually think on boys, a sexual act or something like that.
Seeing myself sexually attractive was a completely new thing to
experience, maybe it was because of Christine. She seized both of my
lips tightly in her hand and made circles while she held them strongly
stretched out. My pussy was sopping wet, there was a growing pool of
vaginal fluid between my widely opened legs.
Christine emphasized herself in pussy playing. I moaned faintly because
I was close to climaxing, but my voice didn't leave my mouth. Christine
changed her position a bit and she suddenly grabbed my left lip with
her left hand while my right remained in her right and she pulled them
apart. It hurt, but at the current level of my excitement this
unexpected movement pushed me over the edge and I came. My lips bounced
back in their position, since they slipped out of Christine's hands
when she pulled them apart with that incredible force and movement what
I never thought it would be possible to bear without injury. My body
fluttered in a long orgasm.
"You surprise me!" said Christine.
She leaned to my crotch and I felt her mouth on my pussy. She licked me
all over with her soft tongue and she slurped my juices. I came more
then once. After an orgasm it wasn't good anymore to tolerate more
excitement, but because of my shaved pussy, or because of the situation
or because this was a dream I enjoyed it as she did oral on me. She
sucked my lips into her mouth, at first she did this slowly and softly,
but later on she sucked harder and she used her teeth too. I didn't see
too much because Christine's head blocked my view, but a few times as
her head diverged with my lips sucked in her mouth I saw my stretched
labia and sometimes she let them smack out. Her head moved faster and
she sucked even stronger but despite this I was in heaven again. I
couldn't understand how it was possible. She retained my lips; biting
on them and holding them between her teeth as she pulled her head away
from my pubes. She was like a dog with its dying prey in its mouth. At
the end I thought I couldn't take more pain, my lips were on fire but
she didn't stop. I felt that she did all this sucking, chewing and
stretching for at least an hour, but dreams are illusory. Christine let
my labia smack out from her mouth and she grabbed my lips to pull them
open as wide as she did before. Her mouth jumped on my unprotected clit
and she licked and sucked it. I started to come and if it wasn't a
dream and I would be able to move I would surely have squirmed in
pleasure when she chewed on my clit. This whole pleasure and pain
mixture was so intense that I couldn't handle any more and fainted.
The next thing I remember is that I was in her car again. I opened my
eyes and stared at Christine.
"What happened?" I asked in a hoarse tone.
"I think you fell asleep" replied Christine "Are you all right?"
"Yes. I just had a strange dream..."
"Dream?" echoed Christine "You just slept 15 minutes! I think it is
because of the concussion. Are you sure you are OK?"
"Yes, don't worry!" I responded while I glanced at my watch. My memory
about my recent dream was so intense it felt like I lived it and I felt
strange tingle in my groin.
She is right we left the Hospital about 30 minutes ago. As I looked out
from the car I noticed that the rain was over and we were almost home.
I gave her directions to get to my aunt's house.
"Would you like me to escort you to your room?" asked Christine when
she took my bike out of the trunk.
"No I don't think it is not in any shape to see guests. Besides I'm
really fine. Thank you... for everything!"
"Oh, it was nothing! I hope you're gonna be all right!" smiled
Christine.
We stood there for a moment staring at each other, then she gave me her
hand and sat back in her car. I wanted to tell her something, I didn't
want to let her go. I was confused because of the dream. I didn't know
what I felt. I felt something very strange, I was attracted to her.
"Well, if you want to see my room you can come in!"
"No. I don't want to disturb you. I'm just worried about you." said
Christine "Good bye Petra!"
"Bye!"
I stood there until I lost sight of the car, then I walked into the
house. After I took my dirty clothes out of my bag, I went into my room
and prepared for a shower. When I started to take off the clothes I
realized that they belonged to her, but we both forgot about it. Once I
took off the panties I recoiled at the sight of my bare genitals. Then
it hadn't been a dream! But what the hell happened? I went into the
bathroom and I examined my pussy closely with a hand mirror. My lips
were sore when I touched them. It was a bit swollen and red. I don't
know what I should do. The dream was real. She had had sex with me! At
first I got angry, but then I realized that I enjoyed every minute of
our strange affair.
Later when I checked the date I understood I had been with her a whole
day. I couldn't think on anything else just on Christine and the things
that she had done to me. As she had said the hair on my pussy started
to grow after 5 days. I missed the smooth look and I shaved it after a
week. It felt much better, but it was itchy on the second day and it
got an inflamed red spot. The itchiness and the inflammation was so bad
that I called off shaving. I masturbated more often since the affair
with Christine, and while I played with my huge lips I was fantasizing
about girls!
II.
My experience with a bare pussy impressed me so deeply that I decided
to try different methods. First I tried depilatory creams, but they had
a worse side effect than shaving and I hated the smell. I experimented
with waxing, but it was a complete failure because I ended up with wax
in my fur since I couldn't pull all of them out and with bloodshot and
bleeding little points. After the healing I went to a cosmetician and
asked her with burning cheeks to wax my pubes. She was negative, she
would do only my bikini line, despite my embarrassment I went to
another beautician. At this place there were three cosmeticians in one
shop. I was very nervous when I asked the middle aged women, she
didn't even understand me because I was almost inaudible. I had to
ask again and she even repeated it loudly while she shook her head:
"Young lady you should go home! I don't think your parents know that
you want a full pussy waxing! I bet you are even underage..."
I left the shop before she finished. My face burned like fire, and I
didn't raise my head until I reached the bus stop. I didn't care what
the number of the bus was, I just wanted to disappear from the spot,
but before I stepped onto the stairs of the vehicle a young woman in a
light blue robe, with almost white blond hair grabbed my arm and pulled
me back. She was one of the cosmeticians from the shop.
"Sorry but I just heard and I think I can help you!"
"Look..." I couldn't find the words, my heart was still beating in my
throat "...I don't want to go back there! The lady is..."
"Oh no! Of course you can't! I wouldn't dare! She would call out the
police!" We both laughed and she gave me her business card "Is it OK
for you next week?"
"Next week? I would like to have it as soon as possible!"
She raised her eyebrows then we agreed that I would call her about 6 in
the evening. I could hardly wait until then. She picked up right on the
first ring:
"My colleagues are just about to leave. Could you be here in 20
minutes?"
"Yesss!"
"Please ring me before you arrive. You know, just in case..."
I jumped on my bike and I was there in 15 minutes, the shop's blinds
were down. I rang Samantha the beautician. I saw the blinds moved up
about half way on the door and she let me in. She let them down again,
and switched on the lights. We chatted a little about her colleagues
while she prepared.
"I'm sorry that you have to come here in these circumstances, but my
flat is under refurbishment and I don't have my things at home right
now, and since you want it at once..."
"It's quite all right!"
"Is there a special occasion?"
"I don't quite understand..." I replied.
"The waxing! I thought you were doing it because you have a special
occasion with your boyfriend."
"I don't have any!" I changed my mind after I finished the sentence,
what would Samantha think about me if she knew I did this just for
myself "I mean... there will be a..." I was desperately thinking on a
good reason "Uhh... A lingerie show. Yes. Lingerie. You know how tiny
G-strings and..."
"You are model!" wondered Samantha.
"No. It's not official... It's just between us girls from the school!"
"I'm almost ready. Please take off your underwear and sit here!"
I blushed when I dropped my things and stood there in a T-shirt.
Samantha's eyes got bigger when she glanced at me. She opened her mouth
to say something and then closed it. She did this twice before I broke
the silence.
"Is there anything wrong?"
"I don't know, I don't want to be too personal..."
"I think you can't be any more personal than when you are working on my
most private parts, can you?"
"Maybe you are right! I'm sorry!" Samantha looked embarrassed "I just
wonder why do you want to get rid of your bush when you have such...
large... I mean your anatomy is not quite usual!"
"You meant my lips?" my face was on fire again, I swore that I would
never get in such an embarrassing situation again, but now it was too
late.
"I didn't want to hurt you! I shouldn't say that, but..."
I got angry and I was embarrassed because of my recent words about
being single, and the lingerie thing and now a beautician almost called
me a freak. I knew that my dangling flaps are extraordinary, and I had
comments before this occasion but it was very annoying.
"All right! Out with it! Do you think it is ugly? You think that I
should let my bush cover them?"
"I am so sorry!" Samantha used a begging tone "I just think that it
will be even more prominent when you will be completely bare. I won't
say that they're ugly!"
"But you think they are!" I was like an affronted child.
"No. Really!"
"Don't do that to me! I mean it!"
"Then shall we?"
I got into the chair and she started to put on the wax. She worked
silently. She tore only narrow strips at my bikini area, I thought
maybe she wanted to inflict more pain because of our fight, she
couldn't know that I liked it.
"I will do it with wider strips in the middle, but here we have to be
careful where the skin is thin, because you can get bloodshot..."
"I know." I interrupted her angrily.
I realized that my pussy was getting wet. I hoped that she didn't
realized it. She worked very accurately. She was ready with the upper
part of my pubes, from my point of view it looked furless, but I knew
that the tricky part around my vagina was still fury.
"Would you like to take a break?" she was very nice, but I shook my
head.
"Carry on!"
When she put on the wax onto my majora she pulled aside my lips. She
did it very naturally but I felt that she pulled them very strongly.
"Please hold it so! I don't want to get wax on them!"
As I grabbed my lips I knew she had to notice the building wetness
between them. I couldn't help myself, because stretching my lips gave
me a very strong level of excitement. It was obvious when she wiped off
the dripping juice with a paper towel when she started to work on the
area under my entrance.
"I'm sorry but my lips are very sensitive for tugging and pulling!"
She didn't reply. When she was ready with the waxing she poured a lot
of oil onto my pubes and rubbed it in all over very gently.
"This will burn a bit, but just for a few minutes, it helps healing
more quickly, and removes the rest of the wax."
She was right it burnt indeed. When I was ready she helped me to sit up
and held a hand mirror front of my pussy to show me the result. It was
red all over with a lot of little red dots, but it was as furless as
never before.
"It will be all right tomorrow morning!" smiled Samantha when I touched
my achy skin. "Very pretty!" she added when I stood up.
"Come on!" I looked into her blue eyes with unbelief "You don't have to
say that!"
"I really mean it! And I think you are really very brave!"
"Why?" Meanwhile I started to put on my clothes.
"I understand your reaction because of my comment on your flaps and I
really admire you..."
"For what?"
"That you have the courage to proudly show the world how different you
are! I couldn't do that!"
"Well, thanks! Anyway you don't have to..."
"Ohh Petra! You have no idea!"
"What? Are you a freak as well?"
"Don't say that! You are not a freak! You are just different..."
"You mean ugly! O.K. You don't have to do this! Just tell me how much
should I pay?"
"It is a gift!"
"A gift? For what? We don't even know each other!"
"You gave me courage to accept myself. Will you believe me when I say
that my lips are like yours? You won't believe me, will you?"
"No, but you could prove it!" I went towards the entrance, with some
money from my pocket "Just let us forget this incident, and tell me how
much I owe you?"
To my absolute surprise she unbuttoned her jeans, and pulled it down
together with her panties. She had a dark brown, triangle formed bush.
I really thought that she was a natural blond because of the colour of
her hair, eyebrows, eyes and skin but with such a dark bush that was
hardly possible. She had really huge lips but they were noticeable
despite the disguise. I stepped back with wide open eyes while she
grabbed the lips and stretched them downwards.
"Well, what do you say now? I'm colouring my pubes to cover my lips."
"I think this dark triangle on your white skin draws more attention, it
is like a lighthouse in the night."
"Yes but my fur is rather light and my red dangling flaps show through
it. It covers more this way, but I think maybe I could remove it one
day..."
"I'll help you!" I got very excited to take part in the process.
"I didn't mean it right now! I have to get used to the thought..."
"Why not? This waxing wasn't that bad!"
"Pain is not my piece of cake, I can't take it! Not like you..."
"It wasn't just the pain that turned me on! I told you that my lips are
sensitive... Don't be a chicken, let's do it!"
"O.K. let's do it! I have an anaesthetic cream and local anaesthetic
too, we use it at piercings." said Samantha.
"You do piercings?"
"Well not regularly, but sometimes." she opened a drawer and took out a
cream, there were disposable syringes with a few ampules. Samantha used
scissors to shorten the hair a bit, I helped her with the creaming. Her
pussy was already wet.  I massaged her pubes all over, I didn't avoid
her lips or anything. She giggled as the cream irritated and then
numbed her sensitive parts. I was totally aroused, I really enjoyed
creaming her intimate area. "It's a funny feeling... It feels like it
does not belong to me! You should wash your hands because of the cream,
I'll wait a few minutes for the full effect."
I touched her lips and I asked her if she felt that or not. She said
that she just feels torpidity. I pulled on her lips for a further test.
I would say that her labia minora are about the same size like mine but
hers are less elastic. She waited about 5-6 minutes before she asked me
to wash down the cream with an alcoholic agent. Then she started to
apply the wax, and I helped her when she had a bad access to a certain
area. She said that it would hurt a bit even with the cream. When she
was ready I creamed her with the same lotion that she used a while ago
on me. When she got up my eyes feasted on her bare sex. She walked to
the door which has a full mirror on it and admired the view.
"How do you like it?"
"I like it! I really do! But how can I go to the swimming pool tomorrow
morning? Everybody will look at me! Perhaps I can change without being
seen..."
"Don't be ridiculous Samantha! You decided to go for the smooth look;
now be proud of it!"
"It's not about the furlessness, but my flaps..."
"Then I'll come with you to the swimming pool.  Deal?"
"Great! I'm in."
After this I helped her with the cleaning and we parted at the front of
the shop. I realized that I was soaking wet when I sat up on my bike. I
masturbated at home continuously thinking on Samantha until I fall
asleep.
I got closer with Samantha, we regularly went to the swimming pool and
to the gym together once a week. We got a lot of attention from other
girls in the shower and in the locker room too. We looked like sisters
because of our furless big lipped pussies. Our features were obvious in
the bathing suits as well, especially when she gave me a bikini as a
gift which was yellow and got completely see-through when it got wet. I
wasn't bold enough to wear it publicly when I realized how it looked as
it stuck to my bare skin. It was a complete pornography even when it
was dry.
"My God Sam! This fabric is so thin that you could call it transparent.
What is your plan with this? I couldn't wear this!"
"Yes you could! Pet, you have no idea how much I worked on those!" she
was standing behind me and we were inspecting my image in the mirror.
One of Samantha's hobbies was dressmaking. She was really talented.
Most of her clothing were self-made and she had already made me a very
pretty dress, which was somewhat provocative too.
"Then make one for yourself as well! When you wear something like this,
I will wear mine too!"
"I knew that you would say something like that!" smiled Samantha "It
will be ready for next week!"
III.
More then a month passed since my first lesbian sex. I sat home at the
end of May on a Saturday morning when the phone rang. I picked up the
receiver and I heard Christine's soft voice.
"Hello Petra!"
"Christine! You were on my mind!"
"Really?"
"Yes. I don't know what to say..."
"Are you angry with me?" asked the sweet voice.
"No. I just want to know a few things!"
"Like what?"
"Can we meet?"
"Yes, if you want to. Do you know the cafeteria next to the bus
station, near the river?"
"Certainly."
"Be there in 30 minutes!"
She hung up the phone without waiting for my answer. I arrived before
her, and I got very excited when I saw her. She looked gorgeous. She
sat front of me and ordered drinks for both of us. Then she leaned
closer and looked into my eyes.
"You still look very innocent!"
"I would like to look more innocently..." said I, smiling about her
comment.
"We can arrange it! Now tell me; what do you want to know!"
"Everything."
"I couldn't resist to your big flaps, so I decided to kidnap you! I
gave you a sleeping pill that I bought at the chemist's and then I gave
you N-mobilisine injection. This blocks most of the striated muscles,
as I mentioned I'm a scientist, I deal mostly in medical research."
"Why didn't you try the normal way?"
"Normal?" asked Christine laughing "First of all you are underage...
But tell me how do you react if I had asked you to let me have sex with
you?"
The waitress just arrived to the table when she finished her sentence
and looked strangely at us. Christine paid the bill and suggested we
leave. We walked a while on the riverbank until we got back to her car.
We sat in her car and chatted. She told me about how she became a
lesbian. Then she offered to give me a ride home. I accepted but before
we reached the house I fell asleep again.
I woke up on the same bed in the same room. I was paralyzed and naked
again.
"I didn't think you noticed when I put a drop of sleeping agent into
your drink." smiled Christine "I really enjoy it when my partners are
helpless. I hope you will forgive me. I'm surprised that you shaved
sometime before!"
After my first waxing my pussy was smooth for almost a fortnight, but
then I shaved it because I didn't want any fur. This time the itching
wasn't that bad and I had only a few bumps but I decided to go for a
waxing again and now my pussy was covered with 0.5-1cm long stubble.
She shaved me again. This time I almost came when she finished. She
noticed my excitement, and finished me off with a few strokes on my
clit. I was a bit disappointed cause I was over my first climax in no
time. She spread my lips widely and examined my vagina.
"Oh are you not a virgin my dear? You are not that innocent after all.
I have something special on my mind... You are gonna love this!"
She pulled out my left lip and fastened a clamp to it. I felt as the
clamp held it very closely, but it wasn't painful at all, then she did
the same on the right side. She tied a string to both of them and then
put a stirrup to the free end of the string.
"You can't imagine how heavy your legs are, when your muscles are
unable to support them."
She bent my left leg at my knee and pushed it towards my stomach, then
she put the stirrup on my leg and slowly let it down. My leg opened out
and it hung down at the side of the table, Christine adjusted the
length of the string so before my legs stretched fully the string
strained and my left lip extended down and sidewards incredibly. I felt
like my labia would tear off. She repeated the procedure at the right
side too, then she climbed up between my opened legs and widely
stretched pussy and started to lick it. My excitement built slower this
time, because of the intense pain in my stretched pubes, but later as
Christine's expert mouth and tongue worked on me the pain added to the
pleasure. She twanged my stretched lips with her tongue and mouth. She
licked my entire pussy all over and after a while she concentrated on
my clit. She sucked it and slightly bit it, she was absolutely
wonderful and a deep and long orgasm penetrated my body and my mind.
She didn't give me a break but started to finger me. My pussy was
soaking wet so her three fingers fitted me easily, and the forth
slipped in smoothly when she later pushed in. She put her other hand on
my broadly stretched pussy, and I saw with dismay that she forced four
other fingers next to the other four. They didn't get in, so she got
lubrication from a flask and tried it again. This time she managed to
slowly push in. It stretched me to the limit, if it would be possible
to do anything to ease the pain I would certainly do it or at least I
would scream. I felt a tear drop run down my face as Christine moved
her hands in my tight vagina, but next to the pain I got sexually more
and more excited. She used her thumbs to massage my clit and after a
while I felt pleasure at the painful stretching of my vaginal muscles
around her fingers. She pulled out one hand and this time she inserted
her whole fist of her other hand. I just can't explain the feeling, it
was a different form of pleasure and I couldn't take any more of it, I
came like crazy and there was a kind of squirting. I felt like I
pissed, but it wasn't pee, I think this was the female ejaculation.
Christine left after this and then walked out and in from the room like
I wasn't there. She stepped to me and inserted a catheter into my
peehole. It was a strange feeling, but wasn't unpleasant at all. Then
she brought a cylinder shaped object. At first I thought it was a
dildo, but it was more like a tall cup. She poured a greasy mass of
green stuff in it, then shoved it inside my vagina. It was thick but I
could handle it after her fist. She put it in with the opening inside
me.
"I'm so sorry Petra, but I have to leave now!" she kissed me on my
mouth "You just relax and let it stretch!"
She dropped a blanket on me and left the room. My whole pubes sore, my
stretched lips and my tortured pussy with the plastic glass in it
didn't let me sleep. A few hours passed before Christine returned. The
cylinder inside me was bigger and I don't know what else could happen
because I felt a very intense tightness from inside. When she got back
and realized that I hadn't gotten any sleep, she gave me an injection.
Before I fell asleep I felt her check my pussy under the blanket.
I thought when I woke up I wouldn't be on the examining desk, but I was
there. The sensation from my crotch was unbearable, it burnt, it hurt,
it stretched, it was dead. I heard my low moan when I got a glimpse on
Christine.
"Hello!" smiled Christine to me "I think you are in pain. Well what do
you want, should I give you pleasure next to the pain or you would like
to get rid of the sensations?"
I moaned but I couldn't form a word. Christine pulled off the blanket
and caressed me. She kissed my mouth, and moved towards my neck. She
was a master of pleasure because before she reached my erect nipples I
was fully aroused again. She licked my areola in circles touching my
nipple only at the base with her tongue, then she started to suck on
it. She grabbed my other nipple with her fingers and pulled on it. She
tugged it around in circles and she managed to make me come. Then she
kissed me again.
"I'll give you an injection, and with that you can sleep until the
inhibitors dissolve."
IV.
I was in a bed when I woke up. It was a bedroom with only a double bed
and two night stands. It was a bright sunny day, the window was open
and the birds were singing. I got up and noticed my pajamas. It was the
perfect size for me. I pulled down the pants and examined my pussy. It
was beautifully smooth. My lips were puffy and red but sore to the
touch. I walked out of the room and saw Christine in the kitchen, she
was squeezing oranges.
"Good morning!"
"What's the date today?" I asked.
"Actually you were down only for a day. Was your 'dream' interesting?"
"Dream?" I raised my eyebrows "Ahh! You mean the 'dream'! Well it was
very interesting!"
"I think you are very hungry, so I prepared breakfast."
We sat down and ate. She was talking about her job, and asked me about
school. When breakfast was over, she took my hand and pulled it to her
chest.
"I want to give you something as compensation for having kidnapped you,
made you stay here and did things against your will..."
"You don't have to give me anything" I interrupted" I like what you
are doing. I enjoyed it very much." I felt embarrassed as I admitted my
true feelings "You feel free to do anything against my will! I think I
like you..."
We started kissing. It was different, like in my 'dream'. I could
return her touch and it turned me on very much. It was fun kissing her.
Her lips were perfectly soft and her tongue touched me at the right
places. I tried to touch her tits through the fabric of her t-shirt but
she stepped back!
"I'm sorry sweetheart but that is not allowed! You are too young for
that..."
"Are you kidding?" I couldn't believe my ears "You are telling me this
after all what you did to me?"
"I did nothing" Christine smiled "You were dreaming!"
"And why am I shaved?" I asked, opening up my robe.
"I don't know!" Christine laughed; I think my outcry amused her "Calm
down I'll be back soon, with your little gift! Take a swim outside in
the pool, there is nobody here!"
She left and I went out to Christine's garden swimming pool or
wherever I was. It was different swimming naked, it was an erotic
feeling. Christine got back in ten minutes. This time Christine cowered
down at the side of the pool to greet me with a kiss. I swam to her and
we exchanged a passionate long deep kiss. I got aroused from her kiss
and I let her into the water in her white t-shirt and shorts. She
didn't mind and we carried on kissing. She realized that I was naked
and she pinched my nipples, squeezed and rolled them between her
fingers, then she tugged and pulled on them. She didn't stop until I
almost drowned when I came. Christine was very strong, she was about
175 cm tall, very slim and athletic, and she could easily hoist me up
and put me to the side of the pool. Her arms were like steel when she
lifted me out of the water. She works out every day, and swims at least
an hour. I wasn't very heavy with my 44 kg, not that I am thin or
skinny; I am built right in every aspect. I am just short with my 145
cm.
She opened my legs when she placed me to the side of the pool and
started to feast on my pussy. She was very gentle. She licked my bare
skin and slowly sucked on my lips. They were a little sore but I lied
down on my back and enjoyed the sensations in my labia from her playing
tongue and sucking mouth. Christine sucked my lips deep in her mouth
then, she pulled her head backwards while she maintained the suction.
My lips stretched out as they slowly smacked out of her devouring
mouth. She released them but then she sucked them back even more
eagerly. After I reached climax and I came she just carried on without
noticing my trembling body and loud moans. When she had enough of the
labia sucking she parted my lips and slowly inserted her fist into me
and put me on as a glove. I came at once when her hand entered and
stretched out my pussy, she kept fucking me with her big fist and I had
a series of orgasms, while I squirted like a monitor.
While I got back my breath she pulled out her hand and then she almost
drowned me, holding me by my lips. I slipped back into the water in my
own juices. We kissed each other and I tasted myself on her mouth.
She embraced me and brought me out to the chair at the side of the
pool.
"I have to change my clothes" she told me.
"You won't go anywhere!" I grabbed her wet t-shirt and pulled her down
"As you can see I'm naked too."
I got very excited from the opportunity to see her body. I dropped her
t-shirt to the ground and I finally saw her tits. They were very small,
with long nipples like half of my little finger. I caressed it with my
open hand, and her nipple bounced between my fingers. I shivered from
the touch of her intimate part. I grabbed her breast with my hand, it
was a tiny handful and it was very soft. I seized her nipples like she
did to me and I pinched and squeezed them as hard as I could. I went
crazy and I didn't care about her. I tugged and stretched her nipples,
like I would like to tear them off and she enjoyed it. She threw back
her head and leaned towards me with her chest. This way I reached her
nipple with my mouth and I sucked it in, and held its base between my
teeth. Christine breathed heavily and I hardly understood what she
said:
"Please, do it harder! Please Petra! Pull them!"
I did as she said and I saw her coming, for 2-3 minutes long, I think.
Then she flopped down on me. She kissed me and she whispered into my
ears:
"Do it with my pussy! And do it real hard! I'm in the mood for pain."
She got up and pulled down her shorts. I couldn't believe my eyes. She
had completely shaven pubes and thick, meaty lips dangled between her
muscular legs. Her lips were naturally hanging down almost as long as
mine when I pulled mine out. I grabbed them like a handrail in a bus
and I held my weight on them while I swung down-under her legs. These
lips were huge and beautiful, as I realized they were not as stretchy
as mine because they had about 1.5-2 times its normal length when I
pulled them. I grabbed only one of them and I pulled on it. At first it
was hard to get a grip because of her juices, but when I managed, I
tortured them by stretching, pulling and tugging. I didn't do this too
long when I noticed her next orgasm. With a sudden idea, I made a fist
with my free hand and plunged it in the gaping and dripping hole above
me. Her pussy wasn't very tight it swallowed my fist like it was only 2
fingers. I grabbed both of her labia with my hand, the right one from
the side of my little finger with my three fingers and the left one
with my index and thumb and I shoved my hand with her lips into her
vagina. She squirmed and her juices dripped on my face as she came. I
moved my fist inside her and rotated it at the same time. Her lips
twisted and stretched, her vaginal muscles contracted in a series of
orgasms. I was surprised by the intensity and the length of her climax.
Christine's muscles contracted sometimes so strongly around my fist
that it hurt! I slowly pulled out my fist from her pink hole still
holding her huge labia. I started to move my hand in circles rubbing
her completely drenched pubes. It looked great as her skin stretched
with the motion of my fist. I kept massaging her and I felt her cuming
again. I decide to taste her and I released her lips from my fist and
leaned to her sweet pussy. I slowly started to suck on her huge labia.
They were incredibly long and meaty. I did as I had learnt from her, I
sucked her lips deep in and then I moved my head away from her naked
skin while I maintained the suction. I held her lips with my teeth and
I slowly increased the movement. At the end I tugged my head back like
a lunatic in ecstasy. Finally, I really didn't wonder when, but I felt
the taste of blood in my mouth. I didn't discover any injury on her
tortured, red lips but I think it was her blood. To finish her, I
grabbed the biggest pussy lips on earth and pulled them apart to
concentrate on her clit. I started with gentle licking and sucking but
since Christine asked for more , I started to chew and bite on the tiny
meat. We both got very tired at the end. Christine huffed like a
marathon runner, and I panted next to her smiling happily.
"I like when you are awake!" whispered Christine on a hoarse tone
between two breathing "You are a pro! Petra you are a born lesbian! I
said I never was so satisfied with my partner..."
"I think you can give me that present now!"
"You are right you deserve it!"
She sat up, got her shorts and took out a little box from the pocket.
She handed it over and smiled. I opened it up, it was like a jewelry
box, and there were two golden rings in it.
V.
My relationship with Christine is a strange one. I can't contact her
because I even don't know her family name, I have no idea where the
house is where I was with her. I know almost nothing about her. She is
definetly rich, she does some kind of medical research, and I think she
lives alone. Although everything that I know about her is based on
impressions and half sentences, maybe I'm completely wrong, but I don't
care. She likes to be mysterious and maybe she has a reason for it. The
only appalling thing with this is that I can't call her when I want to
have her, and I want her very badly most of the time.
When she drove me home the last time she woke me up when we were in
front of my aunt's house. I was very sleepy and tired.  She smiled and
kissed me gently on my lips.
"I will call you!"
"But when?" I asked her.
"Soon..." she caressed my hair and face while her eyes scanned my
reactions "I really like you but you have to understand my motives."
"Please kidnap me as soon as you can!" I begged her.
She put her index finger to my mouth and kissed me on the forehead. She
leaned over me and opened the door, I jumped out while our hands still
held each other's. I watched her car until it disappeared between the
houses.
I went upstairs and opened the little box with the rings, I dropped my
clothes and I held the rings to my pussy lips and checked it in the
mirror. I thought that it would be really sexy and I felt my juices
start to moisten my vagina. I put the rings down and started to
masturbate in front of the mirror. I grabbed my lips and tugged them a
few times, then when I was completely wet I tucked them into my slit.
It was an extraordinary sensation having my vagina filled up with my
lips. I started to finger myself with two fingers, my lips slid out
perpetually but I tucked them in again and again. Then I got into the
bathtub, turned on the shower, lay on my back and fixed the shower head
as close as it was possible to my pussy, . I adjusted the shower head
to a concentrated stream, opened the tap to its maximum pressure and
set it to the hottest adjustment. I grabbed my lips, opened them up,
stretched my snatch really wide and I let out a loud moan as the tiny
prickly jets of water hit my most sensitive area. The water was so hot
that my hands barely tolerated it, but my pussy didn't recognize the
heat of the stream, it just overran my brain with pleasure. The
pleasure was getting stronger and stronger while at the end I hardly
got enough air as my body shook in ecstasy for a couple of minutes. It
took me a few minutes before I got back to reality. I set the water to
a normal warmth, and started to fill up the bath.
Samantha was worrying about me, because yesterday I should have been at
the gym at 5, and called me.  I had been with Christine then.  I didn't
tell her anything about Christine and she thought that something was
wrong with me, so she came over. I was still under the impact of my
recent masturbation and orgasm, so my voice fluttered and my hands
shook a bit too. She thought that I was nervous but how could I tell
her the truth. She asked me what was wrong but there wasn't anything
wrong.
"Poor girl you are shaking! Please tell me, maybe I can help!"
"I'm all right Sam! I felt bad yesterday, thats why I didn't go to the
gym, sorry that I didn't call you!"
"I came here yesterday..." said Samantha suddenly "I met with your aunt
and she let me in but you weren't here!"
"I went to see a doctor. She gave me vitamins, I am short in some,
that's all."
"I'm glad to hear that!" she hugged me suddenly and held me tight. Her
hair smelled wonderful and a tremble run through my body as I felt her
warmth "I love you so much my Petra!" I raised my eyebrows when she
said that as she let me free. She got embarassed seeing my reaction and
started to explain. She stammered and I didn't understand the reason
for it. "You... you are like a family member to me! Like... like... a
little sister! You know... I don't have friends... not since I moved
here... and... You are my best friend... A real close friend! I'm
really fond of... of you. You are... special to me! You helped me a lot
with my self-esteem." I noticed a teardrop in the corner of her eyes "I
got scared that maybe I could lose you!"
"Sam! I really didn't want to scare you. You know what? Let's go to a
movie!" Her muddled words echoed in my head, what did she want to say,
there was more in her words but I wasn't sure.
"Good idea, get something on and let's go!" I opened my robe and hung
it on the door, I wasn't shy and especially not front of her "Hey, you!
We agreed to wax again! Why did you shave?"
"I told you that I went to see the doctor" I lied to her.
"Ahh it was your gynecologist! Did he or she make any comment for being
shaved?"
"No it wasn't. It was the local doctor. You know what it looked like,
when the stubble prickled through the fabric of my panties and I
thought that maybe I would have to take off my jeans..." One lie
brought the other, I shouldn't have lied to her.
"Your lips are... They look very red and... they look even bigger!" she
stared at me and scanned my pubes from the place where she sat "Why are
they so enlarged? They look swollen and..."
"Will you stop analyzing my pussy? Maybe they are bigger and redder
because of the hot bath!" She was right. My lips were much bigger then
usual, because of the recent activity with Christine and the last with
myself.
"Mine never gets that big from a bath..." muttered Sam on a cagey tone.
We went to see a movie that evening and after the film she suggested
going to a bar. I got tipsy from the cocktails, and since she drank
too, she didn't want to drive me home, so I stayed for that night in
her flat. She had a king size bed and we tossed down on it laughing at
our last joke. Later she tried to persuade me to strip down for bed but
I didn't want to get up.
"I can't get up now" I told her "pull off my jeans or just let me
sleep. My head is spinning!"
"You can't sleep like that! At least not in my bed... C'mon Petra!" she
pulled down my jeans wich were real tight and pulled off my panties
too. We giggled and after a few failed attempts to get me up she
unbuttoned my blouse and took it off. She removed my bra and socks,
finally she took out the hairgrip. To my complete disappointment she
left me laying there naked. I heard the noises from the bathroom and I
was on the verge of getting up, but before I moved she came back and
tried to raise me to prepare the bed. She started to pull on my arms
then let me fall back because we laughed continously. When she got some
air between two guffaws she pulled me down half way then she suddenly
gripped my loose lips and started to pull me by them! I got very
excited in a fragment of a second feeling them stretched out and got
surpised as well but then she roared out with laughter, and I realized
with dissapointment that she meant the pulling only as a kind of
banter. Finally she pushed me down to the floor. I got up and I shoved
her to the bed and we laughed again as we rolled down to the floor
together. She was naked as well. Feeling her warmth gave me an enormous
turn on, my juices broke down the dam of my closed slit and started to
drip down on my tights. Somehow we got on the bed and lay next to each
other. I felt her breath on my shoulder and her body next to mine. I
expected to see some curiousity from her but she didn't do a thing, she
only put an arm around me and fell asleep. I realized bitterly that I
had missunderstood her muddled speech, I thought that she loved me as a
lesbian but I was probably wrong.
On the next day we missed swimming since we did not get up in time, but
we agreed to meet in the afternoon. I couldn't focus in school. I
fantasized about what I would do on the next night to try her. I was so
obsessed that my drenched pussy soaked my panty. To avoid embarassement
I changed my panties. I always had a spare in my bag because of my
abundant pussy juices. I also put a pad into my panties to keep my
jeans dry. I was always afraid that the classmate who was sitting next
to me would smell my excitement. That would be very embarassing not to
mention the gossip. Well actually I don't have a strong fragnance at
all, but when I'm soaked completely I think it is noticable. After
school I pedaled home and I took a shower because it was a very hot day
and I wanted to get off so badly. I used the shower again to get to the
top. I just couldn't stop playing not even two orgasms later. I tugged
and wrung my lips like crazy while the water tickled my sensitive
flesh, I don't know how long I would have carried on if Sam hadn't
arrived.
"Peeetraaa!" she hailed from downstairs. My aunt usually hadn't closed
the door so Samantha could come in freely. "Wheeeeere are youuu?"
"In the bathroom." I replied as I heard her entering my room. I had
almost finished toweling myself when she entered the bathroom. She was
very pretty in a yellow dotted white dress. It was a bit seethrough
making it obvious that she didn't wear a bra, not like she needed it
anyway. "Where do you want to go?"
"I thought we should go to the lake! It is very hot today."
"It is." I hung up the towel on the rail, and Sam made big eyes.
"Gee Pet! Your's are getting bigger and why are they that floppy!?" she
commented on my red hanging meat curtains.
"The pot calling the kettle black! Yours are not any smaller!"
"Yes maybe... But they surely looked different in the morning..."
"I told you that they got red and swollen from hot water. Since when do
you examine my pussy in such close detail?"
"I don't examine it!" she bursted out "It is so obvious that anybody
would notice it even without looking at it!"
"Don't be angry! I don't mind if you are watching... I mean..."
"Yes?"
"You know what I mean. We are kind of similar." My face blushed because
of my thoughts. Samantha's honest blue eyes scanned my face with
curiosity. Then a smile showed at the corners of her full pink mouth.
She opened it and licked her lips with her soft tongue to moisten them
before speaking, but she just gulped down the sentence before it
formed. We got to the room and I took out the famous seethrough bikini
from the drawer. I showed it to Samantha. "Have you got yours with
you?" She had made a similar bikini for herself since I refused to wear
mine alone. Until now we didn't have the guts to wear them publicly, we
just tried it on a few times and made jokes what kind of a scandal it
would be when we went to the swimmingpool.
"No. Of course not!" replied Samantha "Are you serious?"
"I will do it if you do it too!"
"But I can't. I should wax first!"
"OK. Let's go to your place for waxing and to get your bikini!"
"No. We would never get to the lake in time. We can do that
tomorrow..."
"What will you give if I wear it anyway?" I teased her. She raised her
eyebrows. I loved when she did this, she got some sexy little wrinkles
on her forehead.
"I will make the dress that you want!"
"Great!" I applied sunscreen lotion and finished dressing. With her
help I braided my hair. I got an idea and I looked into her eyes when
we got down to her car. "I would like you to do something kinky as
well!"
"Like what?"
"Like not wearing any underwear! Let's say for... a month!"
"Are you kidding? I can't do that!"
"Why not?"
"What if someone notice it?" Samantha asked "I work in a short robe,
and here it is summer! All of my dresses are short..."
"It will be fun!"
"Maybe for you, but not for me!"
While we drove on the highway I saw on her face that I had placed bug
in her ear with the idea. When we got there we quickly find a parking
place and started to change next to the car. There were only a few
people around but none of them were too close.
"Deal?" I lifted my bikini into the air in front of Sam before I
started to change. Samantha blinked for a moment and knitted her
eyebrows. She creamed herself with a large amount sunscreen, because
she had a very pale skin colour.
"Deal." Then she covered her face with her hand "I can't believe what
kinds of things you are getting me to do!" She murmed with disbelief. I
didn't say a word, just put on the bikini. Samantha smiled when she saw
me. We both know what I looked like in the seethrough thing but wearing
it publicly was a different sensation. We got our bags, towels and
walked down to the lakeside. I watched people's faces. There were some
who stared with obvious curiousity but most of them tried to look
without showing any interest. There were two guys who even whistled.
After we found a place we went for a swim. The 30 metres that I had to
walk back in a wet bikini seemed a mile at least. The textile stuck to
my bare pussy like a second skin exhibiting my monstrous fleshy labia
to the world. A middle aged housewife with kids even cursed and turned
her kids to keep them from looking at me. I wanted to lie down on my
stomach but Samantha told me that she wanted to have her show so I had
to lie on my back. She even asked me to spread my legs at least a bit
when I kept them closed. There were three boys about 14-15 years of age
who walked a couple of times up and down close to us. They stared with
wide open eyes. There was a man who almost dropped his beer when he
glanced at me walking by. I got returning visitors from all around the
curious folks of the lakeside, especially when I came out of the water.
Samantha whispered about hardons and bulging pants. I slowly started to
enjoy myself. I didn't just lie there with blushing cheeks and tightly
closed eyes but raised my head and looked at what was going on around
me and even ogled with the curious men. At last I even got the courage
to go to buy pancakes right after I came out of the water. I got
another curse from an old woman whose husband almost died on the spot
when he saw me. We had a very good time on the shore and after this
occasion we regulary went to places to live out our exhibitionism.
Actually it was only me who was an exhibitionist Sam was embarassed
most of the time, but she designed that bikini not me.
When we came back from the lake I went with Sam to her flat to help
with the waxing. This time she had to do it without anasthetic cream. I
got so wet just from manipulating her pussy that I virtually soaked in
my own juices. When she was ready I creamed her irritated bald skin
with the cream that she put out with the other stuff before we started.
I rubbed it all over and I completely forgot for a few minutes that
this wasn't my fantasy. When I realized what I was doing my cheeks got
hot and I couldn't stand her enquirering look. We couldn't say anything
and I noticed her embarassement as well.
"I'll give you a ride home!" she said when she put her clothes back on.
"Yes. Thank you!" we stared at each other silently. My lips parted
automatically and I started to lean closer to her. Then suddenly I
blushed again from the thought that I almost tried to kiss her. I
became aware of the fact that she was just starting to pull on her
underwear. "Hey! Be a good girl and remember what you promised! No
panties!"
"Well... Yess! No panties" our eyes met for a long moment and then we
smiled at each other. "I still don't understand why am I doing this!"
I felt my wetness even on the car's seat when I got out. Right after I
entered into my room I dropped my clothes and started to masturbate
like crazy. I lay back on my bed, grabbed one of my slippery lips  and
stretched it while I squeezed my hard clit between my thumb and index
finger. I came at once but the pleasure didn't ease the fire within my
box. I massaged my throbbing bud and with my other hand I stretched,
pulled and tugged my lips with all the force of my obsessed body. My
next climax was more intense but I wanted something special. I slid 2
fingers into my moist slit and I rubbed my g-spot. I didn't notice when
I slid my third and forth finger in I just suddenly realized that they
were in. Then I remembered when Christine put her whole hand in my
pussy. I realized that I hadn't tried that before now. I moved my thumb
under my palm and I thrust my fist into my vagina. The mixture of pain
and pleasure was excellent. I started to fuck myself with my own fist
and when I came a huge amount of liquid poured onto my hand. This time
I felt great as the pressure eased somewhat, but I knew that it
wouldn't last to long. I curled up with my fist still in me and fell
asleep dreaming about being with Samantha and Christine.
To be continued...
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