Authoritarian, oral, anal, WS, F/F
This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young girl and older women. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.
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Rose Becomes a Submissive
By
Jan
My first lesbian experience came about at an office party held at my boss's home. I live and work in a town southwest of London called Basingstoke. I was a 40-years-old BWF at the time, and still living with my mum and she was quit frail.
The object of my desire was my boss, named Cynthia. She was a 55-year-old, and could also loose a few pounds. She is an architect and team leader and she is well respected and popular within the field. She's a church goer of course, and as a lay person she is involved with Sunday readings.
Cynthia is kind and sociable and always talking about her gifted family. Of course Cynthia is amazingly intelligent, practical, reasonable and gracious too everyone, although she can be surprisingly outspoken.
She Dresses sensibly but in a dowdy sort of way due to thrifty shopping. I'm pretty sure she is not above trawling charity shops. I prefer her in three piece suits.
Her husband is mild mannered too. He is a lanky school teacher. I did try and engage him on conversation at the office party, but I was slurring my speech so he moved away, because I was making a fool of myself. I had been drinking enough to be tipsy, so it was just as well that he avoided me, as I was going to suggest a threesome. Men can't resist that, and it seemed a price worth paying.
While reliving myself in their bathroom I couldn't resist fishing a pair of Cynthia's soiled panties out of the hamper and smelling the crotch while finger fucking my pussy. Afterwards I stuffed them into my panties before rejoining the party downstairs.
I had such a fetish for her I even had the delicious and crazy urge to kneel in the car park and suck the exhaust pipe of her Volvo Estate. In full view of the office! What a declaration of love.
I was so drunk she wasn't about to send me home in that condition, so after the other guests had left Cynthia and her husband kept me behind while they went about loading the dishwasher, emptying ash trays, giving the floor a quick vacuum and spraying a little air freshener around the house. After that they helped me up the stairs. Her husband went to bed, leaving Cynthia to take care of me.
She took me to the bathroom and stripped me of all of my clothing and helped me get into the shower and turned the cold water on me to shock me. I threw-up in the shower, and used my feet to sweep the vomit down the drain. I was relatively sober when she turned the water off and allowed me to get out of the shower. At that point it dawned on me that she must have found her soiled panties I had hidden in my own panties, and was embarrassed. I was so ashamed for stealing a pair of knickers from her laundry basket. While she was drying my body with a large bath towel, she commented on the fact that she had gotten her own dress soaking wet holding me up in the shower.
She started taking off her clothes. Even her bra was wet so she took that off too. Seeing her breasts was enough to make my pussy wet. She had big soft breasts that sagged somewhat with big dimpled pink areolas with plump nipples. My eyes lingered on them far too long. Cynthia noticed. She placed her hands under both of her tits and lifted them up while flipping her nipples with her index fingers as she asked, "See something you like?"
I mumbled something untellable that made no since at all. She let go of her breasts long enough to hang her clothes up in the shower to drip dry. Then she started peeling down her panties. I was dumb stuck while watching her step out of her panties. She had a dark bush with her labia minor lips protruding through the bush. When she was totally naked she said, "If you like smelling my panties you will love smelling the true thing!"
With that she sat on the edge of the toilet seat and spread her legs. She reached up and placed her right hand on the back of my neck and pulled me down to my knees between her legs. She pulled my head right against her pussy and rubbed my face against her hairy cunt. "You are going to eat my cunt anytime I want, because you are going to be my BITCH from now on!"
I couldn't argue because my mouth was full of her wet pussy. I actually relished smelling and tasting her wet cunt. I sucked on her clit and tongue fuck her and sucked her cunt like I would never get another chance. She pulled my head away by my hair and placed her index finger just above her clit and started peeing on my face. She demanded, "Open your mouth BITCH!" and when her urine started flowing out of my mouth she told me, "Drink my piss!" and slapped my face.
I know when she came because her legs quivered, and she smashed her pussy against my face as she bucked her butt off the seat.
I had no idea what to expect after that.
She was not finished using me though. She forced me to lie on the floor on my back. The floor was wet with her urine as I rested the back of my head on the floor. Cynthia squared over my head and lowered her arse until she was smothering me with her cunt and rubbed my face with her cunt before she leaned back and rubbed her asshole all over my face. She demanded, "Stick out your tongue out!" and she grounded her asshole onto my tongue.
When she was finished using my mouth to satisfy her desires she made me clean the floor while she drew the tub full of warm bubble bath water. She made me get in the tub and she joined me and had me wash her arse clean before she settled down and had me wash her body and clean myself.
When we were both squeaky clean she sat on the rim of the tub with her back against the wall and had me eat her pussy again. When she was satisfied she drained the tub and we dried off with bath towels, and she had me gather up my clothes and carry them to her bedroom. Her husband had a bedroom at the front of the house and her bedroom was in the back with a verandah overlooking the back yard. She had me hang my clothes while she pulled back the bedspread, blankets and top sheet. She got in bed and spread her legs, and then she demanded that I get in the bed between her legs and eat her pussy.
When I crouched between her legs in a fetal position and pressed my face against her cunt she covered our bodies with the covers.
She told me, "I want you to wake me up in the morning with your mouth!"
I ate her pussy until she had an orgasm and drifted off to sleep. I went to sleep myself with my face resting on her mat of aromatic pubic hair. Sometime during the night I managed to turn on my side still in the fetal position. I had no way of knowing what time it was but as the bedroom warmed up the heat under the covers woke me up and I was sweating. I turned over and covered her cunt with my mouth and diddled her clit with my tongue until Cynthia stirred.
She flung back the covers and wrapped her legs around my head and humped my face until she had an orgasm.
We had to take a quick shower, being careful not to get our hair wet. I had to put on the same clothes I had worn to the party, while Cynthia put on fresh clothes. She escorted me downstairs and made toast and fresh coffee. We added a little jam to out toast and sweetened or coffee. She drove me home before her husband even got up.
I was terrified that my mother would be able to tell that I had spent the night having sex with my boss. At the same time I know that I would never be able to say no to Cynthia or any other woman that wanted to use me.
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