Cj & Me
Copyright© 2025 by Arking
Chapter 14
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 14 - This is our story, CJ, a teenager, and a very much older woman, me. How we met, how we connected, how we coped with the many dramas such a relationship can have. Through heartache and pain, and so many happy moments, there are some very erotic sexual passages, all blended into the context of a life's journey. If you like, consider The OWLs Club and Hannah's Way.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/ft Consensual Reluctant Romantic Lesbian Fiction BDSM DomSub Rough Oral Sex Violence
“Do you remember why you are being disciplined?” lee asked.
“Yes Mistress”
I sat up a little. What did she just say?
So many things running through my mind. Margaret was now working on my bushy mound, running her tongue along my slit, moving one side to the other of my tight pink lips. I was being torn on two levels. Part of me wanted to stop and listen to Lee and Macca and another part was saying, my goodness gracious me this girl can lick pussy.
Lee stopped in front of Macca and grabbed her hair as she kissed forcibly, then slapped her rump with the bat, ‘WHACK’. I was watching, listening, and feeling an intense pressure rising inside of me.
I grabbed at the head between my legs and wrapped my ankles behind her neck, all so instinctive.
Lee had WHACKED Macca a second and a third time but not a sound came from Macca’s lips. She then stood in front of her and laid the bat on the stool. She then retrieved a jar of cream and gently applied it to the red marks glowing on her backside.
All the while this was happening, Margaret was dutiful in her ministrations of my kitty, as she now was concentrating on my pearl, which was no longer hidden and was being tormented into submission. The intense feeling being applied to my core kept me thrusting my hips forward and faster into Margaret’s face. My climax was building so fast my head was swimming, I was going to explode.
On the bed, Peta had buried her huge fake man cock into her pussy. Her knees bent she had hold of the toy with both hands as she worked it into herself.
Lee was leaning into Macca’s ear now and all I heard were the words, “when I want it” and “your ass is mine now”. With that, she walked behind Macca and eased herself into her. Grabbing hold of her hips she started to find a rhythm. I could tell that Macca wasn’t at all comfortable.
Margaret was burying her face into me as I rose and let out an almighty moaning cry of “OH YES, OH FUCKING YES.” As I reached a peak and shook. Margaret held onto my hips, shook at my clit, and wouldn’t let it go.
My hips left the armchair and Margaret slipped out of the hold I had on her neck. She raised my legs and bent my knees into my chest then buried her tongue into what I was going to learn was my rosebud.