Tara’s Seduction
Copyright© 2025 by Gigi Potemkin
Chapter 8
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 8 - The lesbian awakening of a muscle mommy
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian School DomSub FemaleDom Rough Spanking White Female Lactation Squirting Big Breasts Slow
‘Would you like to come here?’
And I made a single calling motion with my right hand, whose movement she followed mesmerized.
‘Mmmm...?’
‘Would you like to come here ... to my body?’
‘Ooh... ‘ She looked to one side, then to her feet, then to ... my eyes ... which feverishly consumed her soul: ‘Why?’
I didn’t blink for an instant. Quite the opposite: I kept on her the biggest eyes I’ve ever had, intensely dark, with the stars glittering on their iris thanks to the fire of my passion, and I straightened up my posture again, hypnotizing her like a Naja snake, dragging my body slightly more to the tip of the couch, all the time with my legs wide open to receive her little body in the middle of my big, fat, full, powerful thighs.
‘Come here.’
‘Mmmm... ‘
I didn’t break my gaze. I pierced her through the lips and warmed up her soul.
My waist groaned. In the labia of my pussy, from the core of my vulva, it felt a possessive fire emanate with a much different kind of heat and intensity, as if all the zest that consumed me, that bit me strong down there was very different from the passive, sweet pleasure that warmed me up until them.
«I’m hungry.» Without blinking, I slowly licked my big, thick, hot lips, and let my mouth partially opened, in the ‘Angelina pose’, while I investigated within myself this very addictive sensation of command and power: «I want to dominate her. I want to eat her whole!»
I heard a soft, sweet sound in front of me. My girl, I soon noted, had put one foot down on the floor and approached me discreetly.
«Come, » I said only with my lips, without a word.
The key was on the gaze: if I broke it, I’d lose her; if I kept it, I’d pull her to me like a magnet, which was what happened, almost as if a channel of pure animality linked our bodies and pulled the weaker towards the stronger —hers towards mine!
When she finally got near me, I leaned so slightly, so gently back and spread my legs one last time, so as to give her all the space to feel safe, out of danger.
She smelled like hazelnut and Christmas candles. Typical smell I’d always imagined for little white rich girls from the city like her!
She stopped with her breasts one palm away from my nose. Her tender, but at the same time aggressive smell, assaulted my senses from all sides, and I used all my willpower to keep my eyes on hers, which were watering, only waiting for my first steps towards the complete domination of her being.
I smiled. She let out an inaudible squeal. She was trembling, poor little girl, so much so that I feared she would pass out right there, in front of me.
‘You okay?’ I thought about asking, but let my hands do all the talking: I raised my strong, powerful arm to the lower tab of her pajamas and, without touching her skin, I lifted the gown until revealing her extremely wet panties and her belly, which assaulted me with even more irresistible scents.
‘You’re beautiful,’ the temptation to say was enormous, but I kept my cool while she kept shaking and moaning.
The first to speak, loses.
I admired the tight panties on her waist, so dark and wet, kept humid by the arousal that never subsided.
As much as my lips begged for her precious jewel, I raised my eyes and looked at her bellybutton, around which the light hairs where all bristly —much like all the hairs throughout her tall, slender body.
I approached my head to her bellybutton, leaning in with all my trunk until her thin and trimmed belly, breathing so deeply I really looked like a big, hungry, dangerous beast, ready to strike at the slightest movement.
I stopped at one inch from her flesh, inhaled deeply and felt her aroma. My thoughts were lost, but not as much as my colleague’s, who constantly murmured:
‘Mmmrrmm ... mmrrrmmm...!’
I decided to fasten the symphony of her heart: I laid my lips on her bellybutton and sucked it.
‘Oooh...!’
She partially withheld her scream.
I put away my mouth, undoing the suction. Smack! A kiss. I could see the marks of my mouth on her skin, as well as the pleasure waves spreading across her body, seen by the arousing of her tiny hairs.
It was time to turn those waves into tsunamis.
I leaned over her a second time, now brisker, and kissed her belly with clearer, more pronounced passion.
‘Oooh...!’ She screamed, losing her balance; she almost literally fell down, so wobbly her legs were shaking, and I think she only hadn’t fallen because she quickly grabbed the back of my head and pierced her long nails on my flesh, feeling my plentiful, dense hair, so fucking smooth, so good to grab that she indeed started cuddling them, feeling each of my numerous strands run over and dance between her fingers.
Meanwhile, she pressed one thigh against the other, making —oh, sweet Jesus!— a very subtle layer of lubricant appear on the panties and leak down one of the legs in a single, deeply erotic and thick strip of cum!
I looked dangerously, mortally to her face and spoke with a voice that barely seemed mine:
‘Stop.’
‘Mmmm...!’
She couldn’t bring about a single word! I merely repeated, pointing at her legs with my chin, making clear what I meant:
‘Don’t move. Only I move.’
‘Mmmm...!’
‘You don’t move. You only feel. You only cum.’
‘Oooh...!’
Still, she didn’t seem to understand the command; maybe she wasn’t in condition to understand —or to handle the consequences that came from understanding it.
Steady and hungry, I let loose on hand from her pajamas and guided it towards my girl’s ankles, which I briskly set apart, putting them back on their original stance.
‘Oooh!’
She groaned and shook her waist, loudly breathing through her mouth, her arms swinging like long willow leaves on the wind!
I looked up, seeing her avoid me and look instead to the ceiling.
‘Look at me.’
‘Noooo... ‘
‘Look at me.’
‘Oooow... ‘
She lowered her face and froze up. A supreme wave of heat burst from my pussy.
I was exalted, feeling myself master of the world, for that princess —that catwalk model and goddess amongst all other girls; that woman who so easily could get millions of dollars every year, who could take people like Kyllie Jenner and mop the floor with their faces!—, that magnificent goddess was completely petrified before my own beauty and absolutely surrendered to my looks, which on that instance was bigger, better, shinier and superior, stronger, more divine than hers in all ways!
It was as if all the oxygen in her body had be sucked out by my beauty, or if I had reached out to her body and grabbed a fistful of her soul.
Facing that amount of fear, I couldn’t resist to smile and say:
‘You have all the reason to be afraid.’
I plunged my lips on her bellybutton, now licking her flesh with the tip of my tongue, which I when pressed against her belly and let it dance all over it, without opening my mouth too widely, taking my time while I savored her smell and her flavor, consuming her while my hands deepened on the sides of her belly.
‘Oooh...!’
She pulled my nape and pressed my face against her belly; a clear green light to my wills, which made me slurp and suck on her belly indiscriminately, as well as to squeeze her waist with my hands, in whose palms I felt all of her heat and the marvelous tenderness of her skin!
My tongue gained ferociousness and my suctions lost any shred of shame: all the time sucking while also soaking her, I risked longer and more furious licks, running my full mouth across the left side of her pelvis, which injected her with an immense rush of pleasure:
‘Oooaahh!!’
Involuntarily she tried to get away, but involuntarily too my hand restrained her from her back, grabbing firmly her between-hips, feeling throughout the extension of my heated palm the start of the slump of her fantastic ass, which I massaged with sweetness and care, preparing it for the moment I could claim each buttock as my own!
She was deeply scared, so much so I tempered my wild pose a bit and converted my feral expression into a more docile, sweet one, whispering to her almost without a sound, nothing louder than coarse and lowly groans, sweetening her with the hot, savory breath which escaped from my mouth:
‘It’s alright. It’s all very right.’ And I laid on her belly more friendly kisses, while the beast that was eating my insides made me once again look up to her with a hotter and more dangerous expression: ‘You should really be scared, yes.’
‘Oooh ... nooo... ‘
She tried getting away softly, but this time I didn’t give her any chance to escape, pressing my hands against her back and pulling her against my face, in a way I planted my chin below her bellybutton and kept staring up at her, smiling playfully, as if her agony was my delight.
‘I’m going to kiss you ... I’m going to touch you ... like almost no man is able to touch you.’ I went on to consume her once again, lips and tongue on her loins while both of my hands held her by the sides and the back, a serpentine hug which gained pressure and strength, on brief moments lifting her from the ground as soon as I stopped my kisses and looked at her face to say: ‘I am strong ... I am tight ... I am hot ... like few men can ever be ... and I’ll devour you, my pretty ... little by little... ‘ I bit the sides of her upper abs, then her ribs, pulling out the flesh with the tip of my teeth. ‘Until you’re all wet ... dripping with lubes ... all just for me ... so my fingers can slide into you so easy... ‘
‘Ooooh...!!’
She threw herself around and contorted her body, without having where to hide her screams and unable to hold them on her lungs for much longer. While I worked on her bellybutton still, moving up inch by inch until her breasts, I felt on that moment all my muscles really working hard.
My girl rocked her body to the sides in despair and I held her back tighter with a full hug, keeping her on her feet and glued to my lips, which slurped loudly on the flesh above her belly and up towards her boobs.
When I gave a long, hot lick on her body, right from the bellybutton up to the her chest, stopping with the tip of my tongue on the bottom of her gigantic tits, she let loose the most piercing scream of that night:
‘OooooooOOOhhh...!!’
With incredible dexterity, my left hand went straight towards a cushion laying on the sofa and gave it to my girl, which grabbed it at once and took it to her mouth, ramming it deep so as to stifle any and all screams I would cause on her.
And, oh, Lord, I would cause many! So many and oh so intense ones!
Without restraints, I sucked her entire body and devoured her flesh.
Her screams, never ending, where very well smothered by the cushion, but the shaking of her legs and entire body still made a frequent and worrying sound, so arousing to me as the subtle rustle of her liquids leaking away from her panties.
‘Hush, dear, hush.’ I ended my new session of intense deep kisses with lighter ones, once again warm on the tip of her bellybutton, looking up and finding her breasts ... apparently bigger! ‘Horny. My naughty girl is feeling really horny, huh?’
I spread open my own thighs so I wouldn’t unwittingly cum with that vision. On her chest, her pajamas, extremely stretched by the breasts, there were two dark spots over the area of each nipple.
I gave her a deep and perverse laugh. My victory was absolute! Though I had barely started to play, and though I hadn’t even get to the halfway point of that very simple warm up, I already knew she was mine, absolutely mine, mine like she wouldn’t be of anyone else, except for, maybe...
‘The King!’
My pussy contracted in a slight, unconscious spasm of pleasure.
I felt that something —someone— had grabbed my pussy and squeezed it very expertly, sending me as many jolts of pleasure as sounds of alarm: it was both the authoritarian and caring squeeze of someone so capable of hurting as much as giving orgasms —of making me shout out of extreme pain or indescribable pleasure.
‘The King... ‘
I stopped thinking about him, otherwise my pussy would explode much before due time.
I came back to my girl, who awaited me so full of expectations: the image of her, smiling with the cushion on her mouth, was funny. There were tears on her eyes! She was in ecstasy, not having the faintest idea of what my devilish mind was concocting for her.
Touching her back more firmly, I let go my hand from her pajamas, which again fell down to her waist, and rapidly grabbed the inner walls of her left thigh, making her squeal with delight:
‘Oaaaahh...!!’
Her smothered screams turned me on. I looked at her profoundly all the while I kept my hand still on her thigh, licking my lips temptingly and preventing her to escape. Her breathing, which was getting under control, once again gained that twinge of fear before my presence.
Uselessly she looked down to me with despair in her eyes, a tear running down from one of them!, and shook her head saying «no».
‘No?’
She shook her head again. I squeezed her thigh.
‘Ooooohuummm...!’
‘No, huh?’
I lifted her gown a little bit with my hand on her back, seeing how strongly she fought to leave, and sucked the left side of her waist while squeezing her thigh harder. ‘I’m going to eat you up whole.’
‘Aaaahhh!!’
Squeezing her was like tightening a wet towel: she leaked every time my hand sank on her flesh. My face was between her knees and her vagina, which produced an insane amount of lubricant, so excited and wide open it was for me that I could see the outlines of her outer labia and the tip of the clit throbbing cutely on the fabric of her panties —which by that time was a wet and completely darkened rag because of all the juices leaking from the front.
I asked myself how much lube she was capable of oozing before I arrived with my hands on her pussy, massaging her swiftly and vigorously from the thighs up all the while my lips sucked her from the bellybutton down, torturing her with such unimaginable jolts of pure ecstasy that she rocked her body front to back, frenzied, looking like a heavy metal fan in the middle of a performance.
‘Ooooo...!! Ooong...!! Sooo ... oooong!!!’ The words burst on the cushion.
Yes. I was strong! Her thighs made a bubbly noise when trembling and rubbing against each other while I climbed them up with my vigorous hand.
Mmmm! My body must have been looking damn tight that night! All dressed up, but sweaty, I must have looked like a fitness muse so wet after an intense training, and completely steamy and heated up: my clothes made bursting noises out of how much the fabric was stressed by the hardened muscles, and my breasts indeed hurt out of so much being pressed against the shirt I was wearing.
‘Ooaoaoaoaoaaooooaahh!’
I had to restrain my temptation of simply lifting that girl from the floor and squeezing her between my arms until she yelped with thin pain and sublime pleasure, and I sank my mouth on her spectacular titties, which jumped jovially before me!
Anyway. I restrained myself. I had to, for I was the leader there.
I was the ‘man’. I was the initiator. But better still: «woman. More woman than any woman. An Alpha female, powerful, lady of my own body as much as other girls’, and capable of feats even the best men —not even warriors!— could ever hope to match.»
I smiled proudly, planning new kinds of games with my child while I climbed her thighs with my hand and descended on to her bellybutton with my lips until arriving, dangerously, on her Explosion Zone —her erotic center, her pond of pleasure.
This little game lasted for five minutes, after which I had to give it some rest, otherwise my poor girl would faint.
‘Mmmmmrr...!! Mmmmrrrmm...!! Mmmm...!!’
Her breathing caught my attention. I was hypnotized by her panties, from which there was a continuous outpouring of love nectars, until I looked up and smiled, separating my legs from each other even further so as not to cum with the marvel that I had witnessed.
‘You’re such a mess!’
Her face was bloated and red, her perfect platinum hair so messy that it seemed she had run through a forest and let it rip on the dry branches of nearby trees. She was like a wild animal completely drained from its energies, facing its predator eye-to-eye and then rolling belly up in surrender.
I embraced her back with both arms, stealing away her breath and kissing her belly strongly, and then I let my right arm loose from her waist. I guided my hand closer to her belly and, lowering my nose to her little cunt, inhaled very deeply so I could know how my girl smelled right when she was about to be touched.
I neared my three biggest fingers to the center of her labia and touched the tip of my middle finger on her panties.
I felt my partner’s belly sink and expel violently all the air from the lungs, followed by a current of energy which literally took away all the strength from her legs!
Seriously: she ceded for a moment and would have fallen like an empty doll if I had not held her tight!
I put my hand deeper in between her legs: my thumb and my pinky touched her left and right thighs, respectively, and my index and ring fingers caressed each side of her labia, leading her up to tears of joy and many soundless screams:
‘Uuuoooohh...!! Oooaahh...!! Ummm-oooh...!!’
Her breathing started to lose control once again.
‘Delicious.’
I pressed my middle finger on the back of the pussy, so close to her anus, and then...
She arched her body backwards, shutting up completely a second later.
Her scream was long and silent —the kind of scream that’s all air, no words— and then came the earthquake: she began to shake her entire body, a very long, broad and shallow kind of orgasm, like a full-cramp or a particularly intense fever dream.
A feverish cum!
She suffered that all throughout her body. I looked up; her nipples were pulsating!
‘...!!!!’
I carried on with the motion: from the back of her pussy all the way up to the tip of her clit, I ran my middle finger across the whole path in the middle of her labia, feeling her juices pour all around my fingernail.
She was insanely lubed! A decent bulk of juices ran down on each thigh, falling continuously in two dense streams all the way down to her ankles, from where they dripped forming tiny puddles between her feet.
A woman could hardly get so aroused, yet there was I, causing this impossible arousal on my partner!
I! I and nobody else! Only I!
«Time to lick her.»
My tits got hard and my anus much tighter as soon as I heard that command: someone else was by my side.
«Okay, » I complied, ready to put my girl into a coma after so much coming.
In a simple, quick gesture with my middle finger forming up a hook, I’ve slid the finger into the bottom flap of her panties, rubbing slightly against her left labia, which pulsed and made her roar:
‘Ooooooaaahhh!!!!’
With this single finger, I pulled her panties down slowly, and she began to throw her body back-and-forth, drilling her nails so deep within my scalp that I felt a sliver of pain.
‘Uuuuuuuuhm!! Uuuuuuhmmm!! Huuuuhmmm!!’
She cried out of pleasure and I held back a smile, so full of curiosity to see the marvelous little treasure she kept beneath that red cloth.
In a single slow, uniform movement, I pulled her panties with my finger down to her ankles. A strong and intoxicating scent of raw meat and flowery feminine nectar hit my face.
I was aghast. Never had I see such a beautiful cunt!
I always judged my own to be a quite a looker, so jovial and tight, with its outer labia so squeezed that it turned the vulva into a thick, narrow package ready to be unwrapped by expert tongues and fingers, but that pussy in front of me blew out of the water any expectation I had about the beauty of women’s private parts!
A space of a finger and a half separated her two outer labia, so swollen and yummy, while her inner labia were not only visible, but also bloated, pulsating like two lively petals from an exquisite fleshly flower, all the while her clit burst out like a tiny living finger, throbbing with its pinkish little head, with a much lighter coloring than the rest of that meat, which was wholly drenched on a magnificent, intense, dying-star kind of red.
From the middle of this ember meat gushed gulps of her passion juices in rhythmic waves, like a liquid pulsation. She was naturally very tight, I could sense that, but that stage of horniness made her pussy spread out so much that I could see the humid, torrid insides of her love tunnel —her moist and lively walls, begging for a very long tongue and very meaty, tasty cock.
I asked myself if that widened state of her cunt was a result of the dick —the incredible, massive dick— of her lover King, who reigned over my actions and controlled both of our thoughts.
I had no shame or patience to resist her pulsating clit, exhaling a hot and wild scent that asked for love, almost like a desperate plea to be kissed and pulled and sucked by my thick lips.
Sluuuurp ... spáát! I sucked it and released it, making a sweet popping sound.
‘Oooaaaarhhrhhh!!’
I felt her body step back and something heavy fall over my head.
It was the cushion. My girl’s wave of pleasure had been so intense she let it fall.
Pressing her belly against one of my cheeks, I took the cushion with my right hand, which dripped of my lover’s nectar, and guided it slowly towards her, looking her with firm, serious eyes that said «don’t waste any more of my time, because I’ve got to eat you.»
She shook her head. ‘No.’
I shook the cushion. ‘Yes.’
She took the cushion and, very slowly, placing it with difficulty amidst her trembling teeth, she bit it, shedding tears while she looked up, closed her eyes and begged so that the pleasure of my lips wouldn’t be so great to the point of killing her.
The vision of her magnificent breast was now something that too made me mad. My eyes were almost bulging, jumping from the sockets due to the pressure of desire which was piling up within my skull after seeing those two steel white mountains, so glorious and regal!
Slowly I lowered my face to her pussy, which expelled gulps of hot juices every second or two. I put my nose closer to it and breathed in deeply, making my girl moan and suffer with my dense, deep, warm breaths.
I ate it up. It was a feast. I could literally drink my princess, filling up my stomach with her juices, which poured like an waterfall.
I had to focus so as not to drown on that plentiful pussy nectar all the while I tried to touch her in all her sweetest spots: my hands finally sank deep in her big, tough buttocks, which practically overwhelmed my fingers with so much abundance of flesh and muscle.
«What an ass, my white girl!» I thought about saying, but my mouth was too busy with her juices to surrender itself to any impressed declamations.
I squeezed that ass as if I was never going to feel anything else on my hands; I grabbed each buttock as if I wished to steal them, tapping that ass like a thuggish roguish rapper on his harem of dark-skinned beauties, separating her buttocks and going to play with my fingers around her asshole —but here’s the deal: her ass was so big that, until I finally found the anus, right in the middle of those two massive walls of meat, I spent a whole minute contorting my hands and sinking my palms on that premium, first-world behind.
Meanwhile, I felt the juices of her groin flow out of my lips and drip wholesomely from my chin as soon as I began to penetrate with my tongue the inner walls of her vaginal tunnel, which contorted with a lively intensity, easy to reach due to the violent thrusts my doll herself made with her waist against my soaked wet face.
‘Uuuuughhh!!! Uuuuuuughhghhh!!!’
I swallowed up so much feminine cum as she was able to produce, elevated to the pinnacle of the most unspeakable pleasures thanks to my wide and expert lips, and so thick that each of them, alone, was capable of making its own suction when meeting the equally fat, equally thick labia of her cunt.
At the same time, all my teeth brushed very delicately on the tip of her clit, which proved to be too much to my brave little doll:
‘AAAARHHH!!!’
She threw her body back so strongly that, with my hands firmly grasping her delicious buttocks, she almost did a back flip over my arm and fell head-down on the floor, but luckily I knew when to release her on the right moment and allow her, with clumsy and hurried steps, to balance herself just enough so as to lay her back on the wall right besides the TV, almost dropping the objects on the case above the device.
By the time I had already left the sofa and was crouching with one ankle closer to the floor; my thighs were so thick and hard that, even with both legs well spread out, they not only touched each other, but also pressed against each other so much as to not let a single hair lock pass through the thickest part!
I looked at her with an authoritarian manner, the complete opposite of her quivering being: I breathed deeply, coarsely and slowly, like a gorilla before his opponent or a male lion surrounding his females; she was shaking, while I didn’t move a muscle; she looked to all sides, I looked only straight to her; she didn’t know what to do with her own body, I felt myself the perfect and absolute ruler of every muscle, every fiber, every tendon of my absolutely perfect, supreme being.
As if I lorded over all of the universe with my movements, I put one foot ahead and started to slowly, oh so slowly rise, while my girl followed my movement until I was more or less at her height —but with so much more to go!
Four to six inches taller than her, I smiled when seeing her face follow my rise up to the skies. Wobbly and babbling, she compared her little delicate frame to my Olympian one, and at one moment even tried to escape: she turned her body slightly to her right and attempted a very quick step to the apartment’s door, but not nearly as quick as my left arm, which pointed to her chest at the very same moment that I shouted: «Stop!»
The voice that came out of my soul made the whole room rumble.
She glued her palms against the wall and looked at me unblinkingly, her eyes so big as those from a Disney princess, perfectly green while also crowned by sapphire halos, contrasting with the absolute darkness that adorned my feral gaze.
‘Stop. Stooooop... ‘ I repeated very lowly with each step until I reached her. I lifted my right hand up to my fat lips and wiped out, from cheek to cheek, the thick juices she had left on my mouth.
I then shook my hand near my ass, raining down on the floor many drops of her nectar, whose taste penetrated me from the mouth to the stomach.
«Roses and hazelnuts.» I thought, delighting myself with that taste from paradise, exactly the taste I expected a hot little spoiled princess such as her to have.
With only a few inches between our bodies, she tried to beg:
‘P-please, no! P-please, nooo ... nooo!!... ‘
I grabbed her waist, pulled her to me and felt her breathing down my chest, her chin rubbing against the upper flesh of my boobs, which painfully pressed against her chest.
Our tits met perfectly, like two stony, solid building blocks: ploc!, I could imagine the sound they made when fitting into each other, and the weight of my tremendous boobs kicking her own downwards. Ploc-bloc-ploc...!
She was bigger than me, but I was harder. Her breasts were the thickest any white woman could have; the kind that not even the most perfect implants could replace, so obscenely organic that even the biggest dunce of a man, when touching them, would quickly realize they were the real deal, and just as quickly feel his own dick rise up in that very instant.
My breasts, however, were on yet another league. «Hey-a, great blood this one I have!» I though and hid my cocky smile as soon as I felt my heavy bust press against hers. Even though hers were bigger, her tits had no way to force my own upwards, so they themselves instead had to cede and curve downwards, reaching out the tip of my bellybutton.
She could rest her face over my titanic tits and they still would not cave down a single inch. I bet she could even try to force them down and they would simply apply an greater force upwards against her chin, making the whole head hop and her bone hurt.
The power of our gazes, nonetheless, was so great even our spectacular bosoms became second-place.
‘You want me to consume you.’ I exposed to her the simple reality with my deep voice: ‘You want me to devour you.’
She shook her head saying ‘no’, but flaunted a smile saying ‘yes’.