Kinky Adventures of Robin Ch. 05

Climbing into the darkness of an old sleeping bag that wasn't all that nice to curl up in was not what she wanted to spend her evening doing even as the night wore on. Why hadn't she just made Dave drive her home? Or the McNutt family? Any car would have done! But it was too late -- far, far too late.

Robin tossed and turned, trying not to think of Alex who was so very close to her, dressed more demurely for sleeping in grey flannel pyjamas that surely had to be too heavy for a summer evening, lingering on the edge of more time off than they had ever had in their academic lifetimes. But it didn't matter to her just what Alex chose to do with herself, even though she didn't really want to spend any more time with her.

The quiet of the night stretched out between them and Robin sucked in a breath that was a little too noisy, stirring the already awake Alex. Alex's lips pressed together, eyes wide and yet still unseen. It was time. She was gonna go get what she deserved!

"Why don't you come up in the bed, sweetie?" Alex cajoled, her voice husky and soft under the cover of darkness. "It'll be more comfortable."

"It's only a single bed though," Robin said, hesitating. "I don't want to squash you."

In the darkness, Alex giggled, stretching her arms out over her head. How cute was that? She was just so perfect, perfect in every way... It was a wonder, truly, that no one had already snapped her up well and truly, even if she was snatching her off and away from Dave. But what did Dave matter anyway?

"Oh, baby... You'd never do that."

It should have been more difficult than it was but, somehow, Robin eased herself out of the old, crummy sleeping bag and up into the bed, keeping to one side as she shivered and kept as little of the covers over her as possible.

"Come closer..."

Robin whimpered and tucked her nose into the pillow, squirming away even as Alex's fingers sought her out beneath the covers. Should she say anything? Should she scream? But Alex hadn't done anything to her but be nice...

And Alex wasn't taking 'no' for an answer too, seeing what she wanted and taking it for her own. First it was the fingers teasing and tickling, stroking up her sides, under that tank top -- and there was nowhere to go! She couldn't leave, that would make her look silly, it was too much and yet she had to try to do something, something to stop events that she did not even know or understand were happening until it was far too late to stop them.

Alex kissed her, heart pounding as their tongue tangled together. Robin could not have quite said just how her lips had parted. Why was she kissing her? She moaned and tried to complain, fingers fluttering up weakly, but there was nothing at all that she could possibly do to stop Alex from taking what she wanted, the lusty lesbian straddling her hips, sheets twisting around and beneath them even as she tried to cast them off. Yet what was there to see even if she did free Robin from their innocent constraints? She doubted very much that Robin was a virgin after news of all her exploits with Dave and other guys had swept through multiple social circles but she would treat her with the softness that a virgin deserved, if only to savour every last bite of the experience just as she deserved and needed too after so long spent lusting after her.

"Can't have you all lonesome in the dark down there now, can I?" She whispered, eyes wide and lusty. "Let's get this light on then, hey?"

She giggled and wriggled on top of Robin, delirious in the moment that caught her up and tossed her aside, turning her into the woman she'd always wanted to be. There were sexual encounters and then there were other things, something more potent, what lay in the glow of the blonde beneath her, cutely trapped between her thighs. Of course, Robin could have squirmed and twisted her way free if she'd really want to, so, in that case, that meant that everything was consensual. And that was alright, wasn't it?

But Robin froze, breathing shortly and shallowly as she shrank down and back into the bed, trying to close her arms around her torso, holding herself down and small, as small as she could possibly make herself. Of course, that was a tall order in itself with her tits hugely on show, nipples defining light shapes through the fabric, although they were not perked up at all. She couldn't breathe, or at least feel like she was breathing, as her breasts rose and fell, eyes wide and staring, looking up at the shape of Alex cut out against the ceiling. Her short hair left her jaw strong and powerful and Robin had never felt so small and as insignificant as she did right there in that moment, pinned and helpless.

Alex kissed the line of her jaw, lips trembling a path that was not under Robin's control. Her lips left a trail of saliva in their wake, lightly damp until evaporation did the work for her, blonde hair trapped under the back of her head, just another part of her that was, so it seemed, suitable for being pinned. That was all her body was suitable for, after all, the act of being adored and all the pleasures that her hot and kinky little body could bring to a partner. Alex did not care for the person behind the face and, despite spending all day with Robin, had not made a single effort to find out anything about her. No, she had what she wanted and it was all due for her to take, a cherry ripe to be plucked.

"Please..." Robin whispered, trembling. "No..."

Alex grinned.

"Come on, now... You can't mean that."

And it did not stop her, forcing Robin into a deep kiss that she passively allowed, squeaking into a mouth that was suddenly far too domineering to resist. Still, she did somewhat, pulling back and away into a part of her mind that didn't have to take into account current events, things happening too quickly for her to stop, lips breaking contact in a heated rush of breath and Alex tugging at her pyjama top, only enough to expose the hint of a breast, a dark nipple poking its way out where it could be adored, although that was only to be a taste of what was to come.

With her tit out but not really on show, Alex lewdly grasped it lightly, showing off herself with the confidence that came from one who knew that their partner could not, would not, truly say no to them.

"You like this? Ever seen a pair of breasts before, honey?"

Sugar dripped sweetly from her tongue but it came tainted with the venom of a viper, tongue out and waggling towards her breasts, concealed still, her chin tucked all the way down. It was lewd and it was crude and it was every bit the raunchy, sexual side of Alex that she had been forced to shove away, right up into the furthest, darkest corner of her psyche, all for the illusion of appearing straight.

Pushing what she could wiggle out of her top, her tit-flesh, into Robin's face, although it was much smaller than the babe's breasts, Alex chuckled throatily, husky with desire even as Robin whimpered, turning her face away.

"Come here... You ever done this before, baby? My little sugar baby..."

Robin shook her head, mouthing the words that she knew should have been more than enough to call a halt to proceedings over and over again, but it was not enough. It was never enough when it came to Alex. Maybe she'd been dulled to outside influences when it came to hiding herself away from everyone and everything, all a show for the masses. But her stage now contained her and Robin and no audience at all and the feel of Robin's lips parting around her nipple, sucking weakly, was the best applause that she could have possibly have had the good grace to hear.

"Yeah, baby... Like that, just like that."

Robin closed her eyes, shutting out the vision above her. If she didn't think about it, it could be anything. Not quite like a cock, of course, but something that might make the experience more bearable. She'd never sucked Dave's nipples before but she had scratched them playfully when she had her French manicure done up. He'd liked that, the rougher side, but she hadn't had it in her to bring it out again, flaunting it so very briefly that there was naught to be done about spicing up their sex life. Really she was bored of him and that in itself helped her think about what she was doing a little more, opening up to an experience that, if she had not felt as if she had no other option but to do what Alex wanted her to do, she may have enjoyed, at least a little.

Alex moaned, tipping her head back and drawing Robin halfway up and along with her as erotic sparks of pleasure shot through her. Getting her boob sucked had never before been so hot, so kinky, as when it was her sweet, blonde babe doing it to her! It was all she could do to retain some sense of control over herself as she pushed Robin over to the other breast, not leaving either out of the fun as Robin licked and sucked, tongue flicking out with a dark sense of curiosity that not even she could explain. What did it mean if she liked things a bit too, regardless of her fear? But she didn't like licking her breasts, her mouth forcibly moved so that her tongue dragged, hair grasped tightly in Alex's fist. Her tongue hung limp and yet Alex got what she wanted out of Robin, the little tease that prepared her for the main event of taking the babe.

But Alex had so much more in store for Robin than licking her breasts, teasing the rounded curves of flesh so sweetly. It was really as if she had done it all before!

"Let's get you out of those clothes, babe."

Robin swallowed hard and shook her head again but Alex had her arms up and her tank top over her head so quickly that it all happened in the blink of an eye, the furtively determined woman hustling to get Robin's panties off too. They nearly tore in Alex's haste to remove them from Robin's sweet bottom, the roundness of her flesh divine in her hands -- so much so that, even then, she could not resist a squeeze. So perfect... And she was lucky enough to enjoy every last bit of Robin too!

Sitting up, she admired the view, the button on her pyjama bottoms undone but only her shirt off, breasts heaving as she looked down, Robin's hands still flung up over her head.

"Oh, yeahhh," Alex groaned, eyes half-lidded, although she wanted to take in every last bit of Robin's body she possibly could. "You were showing off for me today with that sexy little slip of a bikini, weren't you? You're so cute... So fucking hot..."

Taking Robin's hands, she pretended that her babe-licious lover was undressing her, although it was not for her to strip down -- not yet, the lesbian captor. It felt like that needed to be highlighted, for only one of them liked women. And yet maybe she could persuade Robin that she was the one for her, the only one that she could ever need or want ever again. But that was only if she was very, very fortunate in her choosing of such a hot, sexy, beautiful partner.

She had fallen, well and truly. Hopelessly lost to Robin's pleasures and all that her body could offer her, she took Robin's fingers, pressing them into her not so revealed pussy, curling with just the barest, lightest touch of hair. She kept it trimmed short there for comfort and convenience but did not have the perfectly smooth and unblemished appearance of Robin's crotch, the folds of her sex simply luring her in. Keeping her clothes on left her powerful, in charge, and Alex smirked breathlessly, using Robin's body like a new toy in her collection. She could have that pussy soon... But not yet, not quite yet. She would have her fill of her and all would be hers for the taking, regardless.

Robin turned her head away but Alex wrenched it back, forcing her to watch and look down as she teased Robin's fingers into her pussy -- the pussy that was dominating her. Alex could not resist a groan as she clenched down on nothing, imagining that, already, those fingers were inside her, but Robin's nails would be something of an issue if she could not be taught and trained how to duly finger a female partner too.

"Fold your fingers together, like this..."

And, so, Robin was shown just how to finger her partner, Alex grinding and gyrating her hips on Robin's fingers as they slowly penetrated her, nails tucked in together so that they would not harm the soft vulnerability of her passage. Robin could not move, dared not move, scared of just what Alex would do to her if she chanced to scratch or scrape her. Fortunately for her, however, Alex took care of what she needed to do, legs astride just the one of Robin's legs, pinching it between her knees as she squeezed in her thighs for the best possible sensation.

"Yeah... Deeper..."

Robin was not in control and yet Alex luxuriated in using her, grinding down, moaning out long and loud, not caring who would hear her. The others were in other parts of the house -- they wouldn't come running in a hurry. And there was no counting on Jim to play the part of a white knight in any capacity, her pussy squeezing around Robin's fingers, tugging and pulling as if her body simply was striving to suck the two digits deeper and deeper.

Pulling those fingers out, Alex dragged them to her mouth, Robin squeaking, eyes wide and staring, breasts trembling. Every inch of her screamed sexuality and Alex had to take advantage of that, swirling her tongue around each and every one of Robin's fingers, teasing and adoring, all at the same time.

But she had to have more, always more...

"Lay back, all the way, beauty, that's it..."

Robin barely fell onto the bed and was by no means prostrating herself for Alex's pleasure. She just didn't know what else to do, her eyes sliding first one way and then the other, wide and staring at all times. The ceiling offered her no comfort, paint peeling in the far corner, and she looked between that and the image of Alex before her as Alex forcibly French kissed her, this time forcing her tongue dominatingly into her mouth, swirling her tongue up against Robin's, even though Robin did not actively kiss her back either.

Her tongue slurped from Robin's mouth crudely and Robin gasped, wondering if it was over. But all Alex moved on to do was to suck on Robin's big tits, rolling them between her hands, manhandling them and squeezing them together, playing with the size that otherwise would never have been hers to use and abuse. Oh, it had all been worth the wait though, Robin's body thrumming with heat -- she must have been so turned on by her! Flushing hot with her own sexual prowess, Alex sucked on her breasts, tonguing her nipples with a fair side more skill and enthusiasm than what Robin had delivered unto her when the roles had been duly reversed.

Beneath her, always on the bottom, Robin groaned and slunk back and away, although she did not move a single muscle. No... No, why did that have to feel good? One part of her mind came up anxiously against the other, snarling and fighting, but the beasts inside her were too tame to really put up much of a fight. They needed to have more fire in them to really stand up to Alex and it was that fire that Robin was very much lacking.

Yet she could not deny how the sensations played off one another as Alex groped her breasts, gentler now, easing her way down the full length of her body. Robin did not return the favour, of course, lying there with only her breath and her eyes to denote that she was still alive, her skin glistening with the glow of a tan. Fingering Alex... Well, had she really done that? It hadn't felt very nice and she barely even fingered herself while she had Dave there to at least fuck her. And Alex didn't have a cock either, so how could she even possibly even enjoy the bare modicum of what she was doing to her, regardless of how that tongue wriggled into the softest of places...

Gulping, she parted her lips, breathing more and more heavily, Alex's face pressing up between her thighs. Her body lay passive, something for Alex's pleasure and Alex's pleasure alone. It was no longer hers and maybe that too was just how it was meant to be as that tongue brushed the softly silken delicacy of her pussy-lips for the very first time.

It should not have been such an electric shock to her but the jolt that ran through Robin emboldened Alex further, driving her tongue inside, exploring just how her folds moistened for her, that delectable liquid driving her on and on, needing more. Her juices flowed into her mouth, a potent aphrodisiac to the right person, Robin's body responding regardless of her mind's involvement in the matter. Robin could buck and try to twist away as much as she liked but that was nothing when laid side by side with the growing pleasure inside her, moaning against her will, need rising.

It was as if Alex could not be resisted. Was that what it was like to be with a lesbian? Even the air-headed Robin could not deny that Alex had to be one, considering what she was doing to her, her vapid mind caught up in the moment. Did they coax such pleasures from her that she just could not resist them? Was that the way it was supposed to be?

Dave never gave her oral... And yet Alex's tongue knew just what to do, even though she had never before explored Robin's body. Her hands roamed too as she rose towards her first orgasm, tickling up her sides, prodding and poking in a way that should have not been sexual in the slightest but...oh...

Only some knew just how tickling could draw on subtle tensions and emotions, Alex grinning into the hotness of Robin's sex. It made her muscles jump and tense, striving to get away, and yet her fingers could still dance and dart between ploughing her pussy full, squeezing three inside her victim, and tickling every last inch of Robin that she could think of. Of course, her main attention was on Robin's cunny and that took up everything she had, lapping and growling into her sex, hungry for everything that she had and more still that she could take from the girl.

Robin tensed and arched and yet there was nowhere for her to go, orgasm ripping through her. She'd not had one like that on Dave's dick before and yet it thrummed through her completely and absolutely, a true force to be reckoned with. And she needed it so badly, mouth opening and closing in a gasp that she was not so sure was soundless, her body a tool, an instrument to be played. And, oh, just how well did Alex play that instrument for her!

Euphoria played hand in hand with ecstasy but she had to come down from it, a little more quickly than usual, Alex's tongue lashing her clit to the point of overstimulation. The tickling continued too, even pushing up into her armpits, and Robin squeaked breathlessly, striving without really trying to get away. It was funny how orgasm made her legs go so weak and yet there was nothing more she could hope to do for herself as she grunted deep in the back of her throat, an oddly masculine noise that had to be borne witness too in Alex's lurid mind.

Another orgasm swiftly followed the first, Alex using every trick at her disposal as she pumped her fingers into Alex, mimicking a cock. Well, she couldn't deny how good her own toys felt on her and she quivered eagerly, imagining just how saucy it would be, could be, to shove a fat toy up into Robin, just to see her squirm. Oh, how she would dance for her, eroticism coming above the needs of all else, pleasure following pleasure just as she'd always wanted it to. For that was all that she really needed to provide Robin with, the orgasms that she so terribly deserved and couldn't possibly be getting if she needed to be flaunting herself all the time, hankering for a climax and squealing out on show for the lusts that she could not take for herself.

Poor girl...

Robin didn't feel poor though, her clit suckled, begging for respite -- yet that rest was not to come. Alex commanded that now and would for the rest of her life, or so it seemed. There was no escape and she couldn't help her body rocking up to Alex's mouth, wanting more even though her mind whimpered for less of it, squealing away in a squirm that could not lead her to the blissful release of sleep that she so badly desired too. Unconsciousness would have been a blessing, so that only she didn't have to concern herself with whether or not she'd consented to anything or if it meant anything too that she enjoyed some of it, climaxing over and over again.