Her First Lesbian Threesome (Confessions of a Bondage Slut, #5‪)‬

Cassie is having some quiet time at the Redd Light Club when two men bring in their gorgeous female subs and order them to wrestle on the dance floor. The rules are simple - whoever cums first, loses. Cassie's never been with a woman, let alone two, but watching the two subs fight and fuck is getting her hot. It's only a matter of time before she strips down, straps on a collar and gets sticky...


Confessions of a Bondage Slut is an ongoing series that follows Cassie as she falls into the world of leather, whips, ball-gags and group sex.


ADULTS ONLY - Her First Lesbian Threesome (formerly titled Turning Tricks) is the fifth story in the Confessions of a Bondage Slut series. It contains 6000 words of spanking, exhibitionism, collars, and rough-and-tumble girl-on-girl-on-girl action! Her First Lesbian Threesome was also collected in BREAKING CASSIE, a five story compilation of Cassie Tricks stories!


Excerpt:


I was frozen in place. Kate and Kelly were both encircling me, and I was hypnotised by their curves, the way they seemed to slide through the air. So different to how boys moved, I realised. Paul had always stomped around, taking up the whole world. Kate and Kelly were snakes. Their breasts swung beneath them. Sweat shone on their long, smooth thighs.


Then, suddenly, they pounced. I don't know whether they'd planned it beforehand, but Kelly grabbed me from the front and Kate from behind, and they pressed me between them. Their skin slipped against my skin. Kelly's short black hair tickled my nose, and her small, dark nipples pressed flat against my breastbone.


She whispered, "Sorry, dear, but you're an easy mark. Let's get you out early." Then, without warning, she kissed me. Her lips were soft and sweet and I couldn't help but kiss back, even though I knew this was a fight, not a play-around. Her fingers traced down my ribs and nudged my legs apart, slipping along my labia. Kelly groaned and sucked on my lip. "You young girls get so wet, so easy."


I cried out and shuddered against her as her fingers pressed into me. They were long and thin and slick inside my pussy, so much softer than Paul's had ever been, and I squeezed down tight as she rubbed my g-spot. There were other fingers running down my back - Kate, dragging her nails along my skin. She bit my neck and I moaned.


So many hands on me, so many mouths. I flashed back to a fortnight before, when I'd been sandwiched between three boys in the locker room... but this was different. Kate and Kelly were pliable where the boys had been hard, slippery and sensual where the boys had just wanted to use me. There were hands grasping my breasts, my waist, my knees. Another set of fingers slipped into me...