Filthy Smut (Vol. 3): 38 Erotic Stories (Over 450 Pages of Hot Sex)

by Lynn, KT

  Fuck it! I started taking my clothes off. I’ll find out if she’s a lesbian or a bi-sexual or whatever right away, and then I’ll call her out for it. At first I figured I’d keep my bra and panties on, but once I started taking my clothes off, I took everything off. It all seemed like a good idea at first. “Um, ooookaaaaay,” I heard Theresa say.

  “Oh, well, I just figured that since we’re going to go into the bath afterwards that I mine as well get naked now,” I said trying to save myself from going too far. Theresa’s face was blushing scarlet red, she looked completely taken aback, although her head didn’t turn away. I looked in the mirror at myself and I felt like a glamorous sex symbol. I made her blush didn’t I? I was so excited, even though I remained timid and shy on the inside. Why not get with a girl? Why not try it out?

  My chest felt so good as the ceiling fan lightly swept air against my bare breasts. I felt the tension in the room, unable to take my eyes off of my own reflection. I was so naked, so vulnerable, and I felt so sexy as if I was rushing through the rapids of a river of bliss. As I slowly turned my head towards Theresa she looked at me and said abruptly with very little concern for my sexiness, “Alright then Janet, are you ready to go?”

  “Yes!” I said.

  Theresa started laughing saying, “Alright then lay down face first on the massage table and I’ll show you how to give a massage.”

  I was furious. What the hell was wrong with me? She made lesbian porn and here I was a beautiful sexy girl naked and alone with her and she won’t give me a second look. Fuck her! “Alright,” I answered her, biting my lip as I laid on the massage table face first and feeling her cover my back with a towel.

  CHAPTER 4

  I don’t know why I felt disappointed. I’m so not into girls. For some reason, knowing that Theresa had been with a girl in the past, however, made me angry that she wasn’t at least trying to hit on me. As Theresa pressed her fingers firmly into my back, easing out so much tension I around my spine and I decided to keep my mouth shut.

  “Does this feel good?” Theresa asked me, her palms pressing into my back while her fingers lightly danced on my spine. I felt myself shiver a bit in excitement and sighed, “Yes. Yes, it feels so good.”

  Shit! That was too much. I shouldn’t have let her know how good it feels to have her hands touch me. I should have played it off. Theresa’s hands began venturing further beneath my towel softly massaging the upper part of my behind. I felt myself begin to get wet and I began to feel embarrassed. There’s no way this is anything more than a massage.

  Instinctively, I felt my legs open slightly attempting to relieve the warmth building up near my fluffy blond mound. Fuck! I shouldn’t be thinking about myself being so aroused. Remain still, don’t move. I was panicking with every moment that she continued to touch me, thinking this was the moment she was going to touch my wet slit. This was the moment she was going to plunge her fingers into me.

  But with every moment that went by, Theresa continued to massage me, perhaps dancing on the line but she never crossed it. I know my wetness was spreading all over her massage table. I’d have to cover it with the towel and quickly wipe it off when she’s finished so that she doesn’t get any ideas.

  As Theresa started massaging my legs, her fingers pressing against my thighs, my inner thighs were so sensitive that I was afraid I was going to shout “Fuck me!” if she touched me right. Fuck me? I don’t know what girls do to each other, but hopefully she’d understand.

  No! Stay strong. I couldn’t believe I was having these shameful fantasies. I had never thought of Theresa this way before and now this was the only way I could think of her. The next thing I heard Theresa say was the scariest thing I ever heard come out of her mouth, “Alright Janet, time to turn over.”

  CHAPTER 5

  I tried to grab onto the towel as I turned over, but it slipped and fell off the massage table onto the ground. By the time I rolled over on my back, my butt was soaking wet from my own juices and the wind from the ceiling fan felt cool on my moist inner thighs.

  “Oh my,” Theresa said, “I didn’t realize I was that good at giving a massage.”

  I was trembling, without shaking, it was strange. I felt like I was trembling from the inside. This entire scenario was almost unthinkable. It was strange and completely absurd, I was surely going to wake up in a few moments and realize that this was all a dream. But I was horny. I couldn’t deny that, the sight of looking at Theresa look down on me, finally seeing me the way I wanted her to see me earlier, was surreal. Why did I want her to want me so bad?

  I just stared at Theresa as she stripped down, watching her face as her clothes fell from her body layer by layer until she snapped her bra off and her jiggling wobbling breasts were back in the world again. I felt warmer than I’d ever felt before and I desired to touch myself but had enough control to hold myself back. The truth was, I was frozen. I was unable to make a move either way.

  Theresa began squeezing her tits, pulling her breasts up to lick her engorged nipples which almost immediately began glistening from her saliva. God! I should really say something. I should get up and leave and deny everything! I should deny the way I feel and just say that… shit! I should just tell her I pissed myself, or I’m wet like this all the time.

  But I just remained quiet. I felt like I was in shock, completely entranced by the spectacle of Theresa feeling her breasts and licking her nipples in front of me. I could see her ripe red slit open as she carefully moved her fingers over her pussy and I wanted to tell her stop, I wanted to tell her to quit! But I must have wanted her to keep going more.

  She started walking towards me as I continued lying on the massage table in the ever expanding puddle of my own juices and she took her hand not busy with her clit and caressed my brow with a unique stroke of affection. I felt safe, in a way no man had ever made me feel before.

  I couldn’t stop staring into her hazel eyes and honey hair, not even when she grabbed one of my wrists and squeezed it tightly. What is she doing to me? But before I could muster the courage to speak up she released my wrist from her grip and continued serenely smiling at me.

  Brushing her hand through my hair she said “I know what you’re thinking, but it’s okay. I’ve been where you are and I’m going to take care of you,” her voice like a soft moan.

  Everything was surreal, and Theresa walked back towards my legs dragging her fingers on my skin so lightly I felt like they were melting into me, I felt so intense and moaned a little when she dragged them across my inner thighs although down to my feet. I looked up at Theresa before she started touching me again and she was staring at my pussy while she was fingering hers.

  As I lied back in partial fear and excitement, staring at the ceiling fan before Theresa laid another finger on me she asked “Would you like to go to the master bed?” This is my chance! This is my chance to protest and to tell her off and that I’m not interested!

  “Yes,” I said without hesitating. What the fuck am I doing? I rolled off of the massage table and as my feet met the floor Theresa’s hands steadied mine. And she led me to the giant plush bed by two hands. She was remarkably beautiful. She must think I’m beautiful as well if she wants me.

  Why was I thinking all of these stupid thoughts? As I lied on the bed, Theresa’s naked body climbed on top of mine. She wasn’t heavy like Jake, she felt light on my skin; aware of where I was at all times. When she brought her nose to mine and kissed my lips for the first time I didn’t kiss back, I just allowed myself to feel the pressure against my face.

  “I saw you watching me earlier,” she whispered and I didn’t know if she was talking about when she took her sweater off, or later when we were giving each other a spa treatment. It didn’t matter either way, my body shrugged as I admitted to myself that I’d lusted for her in a strange way. I didn’t want to talk about it or think about it.

  Theresa cupped my vulva and began rubbing me, and the excitement across her face made me go mad with
lust. “I don’t know what to do!” I cried, not knowing if I was screaming to announce my uncertainty about everything that was happening or to admit that I had no clue how to get with a girl.

  “I’ll show you,” whispered Theresa, quite clear that I was screaming to announce the latter. “Here,” she said jumping on top of me so that her bent knees were parallel with my legs, but outside of them. “I’ll show you what I like and you tell me if you like what I’m doing.”

  Before I could answer, Theresa leaned in to kiss me, her tongue lightly breezing against my lips. As I let her kiss me I couldn’t stop thinking about what a slut I had turned into all of a sudden. Am I a lesbian now? What’s happening? What am I doing? It was the champagne! Damn! Why did I drink so much champagne?

  I was ready to bolt out of the room, to throw Theresa off of me and run to the door out into the snow storm without a care or concern for what would happen next. But then, Theresa’s body smoothly slid down my legs placing herself between mine while reaching her hands under me to spread open my butt and vulva.

  CHAPTER 6

  It was like watching someone else’s dream unfold before my eyes; her beautiful blonde hair sinking down like a cloud over my wet moist pond. I wasn’t prepared for the rush of feelings that ran through me when her fingers pulled back my labia and she started licking my clitoris and vaginal opening, while deliberately dragging her tongue across my anus.

  I couldn’t keep still; my body began twitching and turning while Theresa continued licking my ass and my cunt. Besides the incredible sensations charging through my legs, the only other thing I could feel was my hips as they were gyrating and pressing hard into Theresa’s face.

  “Do you like that?” Theresa asked me staring up across my body as I looked down on her continuing to lick my cunt.

  “Yes,” I grunted, “I do.”

  “It’s okay to like it Janet. You’re a sexy beautiful woman who deserves to feel sexy. All I want to do is help you enjoy how gorgeous you are baby,” and she refocused her tongue on my vaginal opening, licking me around like a sensitive hurricane. I lied back with dreamy eyes and began feeling my body relax.

  “Just accept this and embrace it,” Theresa said again as she started squeezing my legs and hugging my body, continuing to kiss all over the inside of my inner thighs. She felt so good between my legs and I slowly reached my arms down to Theresa’s head and started massaging her hair with my fingers. I couldn’t help but accept this amazingly gratifying feeling.

  The moment Theresa felt my fingers massage her head, she instantly recognized me embracing the experience and she slid up my body brushing some hair from my face while stroking my cheeks telling me “You’re so beautiful Janet, and I know you been through a lot with Jake and all of those knuckleheads before him, but you deserve to feel pleasure. You deserve to feel good with no strings attached or no expectations. I just want to make you feel good,” and I felt her hand slip past my inner thigh and begin feeling around my vulva.

  I leaned into Theresa and kissed her lips and her other hand found its way to the back of my head, bracing me as our tongues began touching and I tasted something strange, before realizing it was probably me I was tasting.

  As Theresa and I continued kissing, her finger slipping deeper into my pussy, I flung back one of my arms pressing my hand against the headboard with such force that Theresa looked up. “Oh my god, look how much it’s snowing!” She shouted and I turned my head towards the patio window and saw the snow continually falling over the mountain tops.

  “Jeezus that’s a beautiful view,” I said looking out the window into the vast mountain tops.

  “You wanna take a closer look?” Theresa asked softly, slowly pulling her finger out of me, grabbing my hand with her other hand and pulling me off the bed towards the patio door.

  “Can we go out there?” I asked, looking upon Theresa’s face and seeing so much more than the friendly face I had seen anytime I looked at her before. “It is a covered patio,” I continued.

  “It’s still gonna be cold, so…” and she ran back to the bed and pulled off the plush comforter, “grab the the champagne and I’ll turn up the heat on the patio!” I didn’t know what she meant, but I ran back to grab the champagne and the glasses and quickly followed her out to the patio.

  It was cold outside, but the patio had an outdoor gas fireplace that Theresa had turned on and we cuddled under the blanket next to the fire. Theresa’s body warmed mine, as she pressed it against me. Her lips were full and they met with mine with soft gentle caress I wasn’t used to.

  Her breasts were firm, bigger than my small chest and her nipples erect and hard as I leaned my head down to and began to kiss them. “I love your dark hair,” Theresa said to me as I squished my face into her big boobs sucking them and licking however I could.

  “Touch me,” Theresa said softly grabbing my hand and guiding it to her hairy snatch. She was so moist and wet my fingers just started swiveling around. “That’s right,” Theresa said, “but touch me softer,” and I began lightly circling my finger around her clit. “Ahhhhh! That’s right,” Theresa moaned softly as if letting out a sigh while her long smooth legs began wrapping around me.

  I looked up at Theresa’s face and she was looking at me biting her bottom lip and, as if in sync, we both leaned into each other and started kissing. I felt one of her hands wrap around and grab my butt cheek and her other hand firmly grab one of my breasts. I never imagined feeling like this way with a woman before, but my pussy began twitching with pleasure as I continued to softly rub her clit.

  “Hold on!” she said abruptly and she unwrapped herself from the blanket and ran inside. She sounded excited and her face looked brilliantly happy, but before I thought too long about why she ran inside I looked at all the snow on the periphery of the long vast patio.

  The patio was beautifully romantic and, thanks to the fireplace, extremely warm considering we were basically outside with the elements. I got to my feet, letting the comforter fall gracefully to the ground and I walked to the edge of the patio. We were only two stories up but it felt like three, and there wasn’t another cabin in sight.

  The only thing I could see as far as the horizon was the mountainous ice caps poking out above the evergreen trees while snow continued to flurry down, and as the gold breeze rushed against the front of my body, the back of my body felt warm. The entire experience felt magical.

  I bent over to pick up some snow and hold it in my hand and it was extremely cold, but I cupped it with two of my hands like it was the most precious thing in the world. “Hey!” I heard Theresa say as the patio door slid open. I turned around to face her and she had a mischievous look on her face while her hands were hidden behind her back.

  I smiled back at her. “Come here,” she softly said and my feet delightfully moved towards her. “Let’s sit down next to the fireplace.” So, I looked over to the fireplace and sat down near the blanket and when I looked back at her she was sitting next to me with her hands on my cheeks and her lips pressing against mine.

  As she continued to kiss me I wrapped my arms around her waist and began to completely embrace the experience I was having with Theresa. I didn’t know what it meant, but I know it felt good. “Damn your hands are cold,” Theresa said as I locked my fingers behind her back.

  Suddenly, Theresa rolled me on my back. It was a sudden movement but it happened with such smoothness that it felt like she took her time. Almost immediately Theresa had started moving two of her fingers in a circular motion around my vulva; my vaginal opening leaking wetness, evidence of my desire. We continued kissing while Theresa squeezed my breasts while licking my neck. “god this feels so good,” I finally said, unwilling to hold back my sensations any longer.

  CHAPTER 7

  After hearing me moan Theresa began slowly sliding two of her fingers into my vagina, pressing them in so deeply that her knuckles pressed against my labia and that’s when I first heard the faint buzzing sound. “Is someone calli
ng?” I said, pretending to care more than I did.

  “Kind of,” Theresa said playfully after releasing my bottom lip from the light grasp her teeth had it in.

  “That’s Oscar. Would you like to meet him?” And I just stared at her nodding my head yes while unsure of what she was talking about.

  I almost died when I saw her pull back the comforter and hold up the 12 inch vibrator. “Meet Oscar,” she said, “he’s battery operated so even if our cabin loses power, he’ll be around to please us.” I was shocked. Theresa moved her left leg, slightly bending it at the knee exposing her glistening pussy and then inserted Oscar halfway into her.

  Theresa moaned and pulled my body closer to hers. I was confused, but extremely excited and then she left Oscar inside of her and used her hands to continue playing with my pussy, moaning softly with pleasure.