Bare Pet: The story of a lesbian girl - Romance and fury

VIII

Samantha's romance was getting really serious. We only met once in the gym in the next few days, and he waited for her even after that. This was supposed to be our last night together because on the next day I was going back home. He did not respect this he even invited us for a dinner. He was holding Samantha's hand, which made me even more frustrated.
"I would like to cook you something very special!" he said with a big smile. I was sure this prick was thinking of having a threesome.
"I am not hungry."
"C'mon Petra, Michael is a very good cook! Let's go!" asked Samantha "I already bought everything."
"I prefer to go home. The train will leave early."
"I will give you a ride. If you want I can help you pack your things!" Samantha desperately wanted to save the situation.
"I am good with packing as well!" offered Michael.
"I can imagine!" I didn't try to conceal that I hated him "I already packed everything."
"If you two want to chit-chat about female issues I can stay in the background..."
"I don't think that would help!" I was very angry and he just made me crazy. We reached Samantha's apartment where we stood for a moment in annoying silence.
"Are you sure, Petra?" Samantha stepped towards the entrance.
"I am." I nodded.
"I even have your favourite  wine... At least drink a glass before you go!"
"You are very kind Sam, but I think I am just a fifth wheel. I don't want to disturb you..."
"Don't be a kid! You won't disturb us at all!" She grabbed my shoulders and looked into my eyes.
"Really you don't have to feel like that!" he added.
"OK. Just a drink, then I will leave." An idea flashed into my mind. I realized that the drugs were still in my bag. I decided to go for this night. My favorite wine was his favorite as well and we opened the second bottle even before the dinner was ready. I wanted to drink only one glass and leave, but I wouldn't get the opportunity to put the sleeping agent into their drinks. I managed to put it in their glasses when Samantha got the next bottle and Michael was still in the kitchen. I didn't wait any more. I got up and told them that I was leaving. Samantha tried to convince me to stay, but I had done everything that was necessary to prepare a perfect night. I hoped that they would drink their wine soon. She escorted me to the door:
"I have to tell you that I am a bit disappointed in you" she said it in a low but sharp voice.
"You?" I snapped.
"Keep it down! I don't want Michael to hear us!" she glanced back towards the kitchen. "I thought you were more mature, and you  behaved like an adult. I didn't expect this kind of behavior from you. I understand that it is not an good feeling to see that another has something that you don't..."
"What are you talking about? You shouldn't lecture me about behavior, because you are the one who didn't respect my feelings. I thought we could have a nice evening together. I hoped you would tell me about your relationship... You are the one who let me down!"
"I'm sorry Petra!" she touched my shoulder and tried to raise my head to be able to look into my eyes. "You should understand that this is important to me."
"Yesss I know" I sighted and moved towards the stairs "I know..."
"Petra, please!"
I stopped in the staircase and I heard her close the door. I sneaked back and I inserted my key and opened the door. They were in the kitchen and I sneaked into the sleeping room and from there out to the balcony. If they discovered me I would tell them that I came back to apologize - not that I wanted to. The flat had a long balcony and there were exits to the terrace from the living room and from the sleeping room too. I saw the dining table through the venetian blinds. The glasses were still full with wine. After a while they returned. Michael kissed her on the neck as she put down the bowl with the food. They started to eat. Both of them sipped the wine after every other bite. When they were ready Michael's glass was empty and he poured some more for both of them. Samantha got up and put on some music. They sat down on the couch with glasses in hand. They started to kiss, and I was glad that they didn't have too much time. After a while she went towards the bathroom and he poured some more wine for himself. He didn't drink it because he fell asleep. Since Samantha did not come back I went inside and I found her sleeping on the toilet again. I gave her the N-mobilisine injection and I had dinner before I pulled her over to the bed. I prepared the bed with my towel again, and this time I didn't bother to watch her life signs carefully as I was sure she would be fine. For this occasion I put a scarf over her eyes to blindfold her and earplugs into her ears.
Before the sleeping agent dissolved I already started to play with her gorgeous body. When I realized that she was awake her pussy lips were already swollen and red from the sucking. I started to play with her clitty. Her sex instantly started to get wet. I heard low almost inaudible moans from her as my tongue circled around her erect clit. I began to flick it with my tongue. At first only slowly and lightly touching her clit with my tongue, then again as I increased my speed and pressure as well. I felt her enhanced breathing and I really had a great time playing with her most sensitive organ. I slurped her nectar from her dangling lips and entrance before I started to massage her pussy with my hand. I was still angry with her and all of my fury concentrated on the little pink bundle of pleasure. I rubbed her clitty continuously with incredible speed and ferocity. She made a low throaty sound continuously, I was not sure if she was in pain or in pleasure. I wanted to inflict pain so I forced my whole fist into her pussy. Since I am very petite I have small hands, but it didn't get in very easily. I wanted to hurt her because she let me down. I was sure that it was a painful experience for her. I didn't care about leaving some kind of an evidence that her dreams are real. I was just fucking her like crazy until my arm and hand were hurting from the exertion. I lost control totally. I suddenly realized that Michael moved, that the sleeping agent had slowly dissolved in his robust body. I quickly gave him a new dose with a syringe. He was on the verge of consciousness because he jerked when the needle pieced his skin through the fabric of his jeans. I got back to the tortured pussy of my beloved. I grasped her lips at the very base and pulled them downwards towards me. Despite my firm grip they slowly slipped out of my fingers. I grabbed them again at the base and repeated the pulling. I continued this for a hundred times, then I had to pull Samantha back onto the bed because I had pulled her down to the end of the mattress because I really applied a lot of force. I liked those huge flaps. I started another stretching season. This time I worked only on one labium at a time. I clutched it in the middle with both hands and stretched the soft skin in opposing directions, upwards and downwards. This way I could enjoyed the view of her enormous flaps' breadth. I repeated it hundred times on both sides. At the end her lips were flaming red. Samantha had a very nice clitoris. I grabbed it between my thumb and index finger and tugged it. She moaned very audibly this time and she even tried to move, but her nerves weren't ready for the job and only her muscles trembled in a few desperate attempts. After tugging her clit a few more times I decided to leave. This time it was very easy to keep her pussy open while I give the injection into the wall of her vagina.
I collected my things and I pulled her over to Michael. I put them in each other's arms and left. I didn't had any time to sleep before I caught the train. My mother waited at the train station. I didn't have a good relationship with her, but it was nice to see her.
I didn't want to call Samantha because I still had ambivalent feelings. My curiosity won at the end and I called her in the evening. Because she didn't know my home number she wouldn't be able to reach me.
"Hello Samantha!"
"Petra!" her voice sounded worried "I am glad to hear you! Did you have a good trip?"
"Yes. Thank you."
"Well..." she sighted after a long silence "Please tell me, are still you mad at me?"
"Yes." I told her the truth without hesitation. "But I think we both overreacted. You have become a very desireable woman. I have to accept that."
"Thank you!"
"Now tell me how was the dinner?"
"The dinner was fine, but there was something wrong..." she replied in a low voice.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well I'm really not sure. I fell asleep right after dinner."
"Ahh! I can imagine how disappointed he was..." I laughed outloud.
"There is something that happened with me while I was asleep."
"Did he try to...?"
"I don't know. I had a strange dream. Kind of... I dreamt about you!"
"Like what?"
"I don't remember" she lied. She sighed again "I think he maybe tried to fuck me..."
"Are you serious?" I interrupted her.
"I really don't know but my pussy hurts like hell. It feels like thousand horses fucked me through the night."
"How did he behave in the morning?"
"He was normal. He was ashamed because he fell asleep. At least that was what he told me."
"Did you believe him?" I asked her hoarsely.
"Actually no. I really don't know what to think. He seemed so nice!" she fetched a sigh. "It doesn't make a sense. I would have let him  fuck me anyway..."
"Yesterday I fell asleep very quickly as well" I told her suddenly "I almost was sound asleep even on the way home..."
"It happened to me a few times before. I suddenly got very tired and fell asleep quickly."
"Well it doesn't matter how tired you were. I don't think that he could do anything to you without waking you up!"
"Yes. You are right! But what happened then with my cunt?" asked Samantha.
"Tell me about it!"
"It is like... Well it does look a little bit unusual. My lips are extremely floppy and they are sore at touching... and... and... my inside is aching and burning very badly. It's red over all."
"Maybe you have some kind of infection. You should see the doctor!"
"I don't know. I didn't have anybody for a while. Well maybe the swimming pool."
"You got a point there. Do you remember that you always told me that mine are hanging lower..."
"Is yours all right?" she broke off.
"Certainly."
"Then I'll go see the doctor on Monday. I let you know about the results. Good bye, and take care!"
"You too! And be careful with that guy!"
