Lesbian Pussy

Lesbian Pussy

(proofread by Red)

Hello, let me introduce myself.

My name is Kelly. I'm a nurse. I work full time and have two children. I'm in my early thirties. I have a nice body--at least that is what I'm told. I think I could stand to loose a pound or two. The power-lifting I did when I was younger still makes my body look very muscular. So, you get the idea-- I'm in fairly good shape and very busy.

One day while I was trying to get some rest one of my friends came over. Her name is Victoria. I've known her for about three years. She has money and likes to flaunt it. She just got back from a vacation in Mexico (lucky girl--I wish I had time to go on a vacation; I wish I just had time) and wanted to tell me about it. I was in the kitchen making us some tea while Victoria sat on the couch. She was droning on and on about how fun Mexico was. I wasn't really listening too much, so I missed the whole story about a necklace she wanted to show me. When I sat down beside her she held out a beautiful pendant necklace.

Victoria said, "Look at this pendant, Kelly. Isn't it pretty the way it changes colors. If you look real hard you can see beautiful designs in it. Look hard; concentrate on the pendant, concentrate on the pendant, nothing but the pendant..."

The next thing I know it's four hours later and Victoria is gone. I called her on the phone and she told me when she was showing me her new necklace I fell asleep. She thought I must have been very tired, so she let me sleep and showed herself out. I apologized to her and told her she could come over tomorrow to show it to me.

She said "That'll be nice. I'm looking forward to tomorrow."

I can't believe I was that tired! I've never fallen asleep like that before. That night after I got the kids to sleep I was feeling a little horny. I decided to masturbate. It felt really good but I couldn't cum. Right at the point I thought I was going to cum it would subside a little. I tried for about an hour, but I finally gave up. I thought maybe it was nerves.

The next morning I woke up as horny as I was when I went to sleep. I figured I'd play with myself after I get the kids off to school. As soon as the door was closed behind them my hand was down my pants. I needed some relief. I played and played but could not quite cum. I just happened to look at the clock; oh shit I'm going to be late for work! I needed to stop masturbating, but I also needed to cum. Finally I gave up and went to work.

When I got home from work I wanted to play with myself again, but Victoria showed up.

"I'm sorry I fell asleep on you yesterday. I must have been more tired than I thought," I said to her.

Victoria said, "That's okay, dear. I just wanted to show you my pendant."

She held it up and it glistened beautifully. I couldn't take my eyes off of it.

Victoria said, "Look at this pendant Kelly. Isn't it pretty the way it changes colors. If you look real hard you can see beautiful designs in it. Look hard concentrate on the pendant, concentrate on the pendant, nothing but the pendant..."

I can't believe I fell a sleep again. She is going to think I don't care about her necklace (which I don't, but I do care about her feelings). I called her up and we went though the same conversation again. She would come over tomorrow. I got the kids fed, bathed, and off to bed. I was so horny--I need SOME relief, but…it happened again; I couldn't cum. I needed it badly. The next morning it was the same way. That made two days in a row I was late for work because I was so busy masturbating, and I still couldn't orgasm.

The rest of the week went much the same way. Every time Victoria tried to show me her necklace I would fall asleep. Then I would apologize and make plans to try again. Every moment I had alone my hand was down my pants as I was tried to find the orgasms that kept eluding me. The whole week was a horny frustrating blur. I was desperate now. I was to the point that, when I couldn't cum while masturbating, I would start to cry. I needed relief more than I ever had. I would do anything, or so I thought.

Finally it was Friday. I was happy because I didn't have to work, and I'd already got the kids off to school. I had all day to reach that orgasm that I need so badly.

I had been at it for about three or four hours--I'm not sure. I was tired and extremely frustrated; I was on the verge of crying. I was almost there, but that's where I stayed-- almost there. When a knock came at the door, I didn't know whether to be sad because of the interruption, or to be happy some one was breaking the cycle of frustration I was in.

I answered the door--it was Victoria. She probably wanted to try to show me that stupid necklace again.

"What's wrong Kelly?" Victoria asked.

I was a little embarrassed. I probably looked terrible, and my house must smell like my over-worked sex. I didn't know what to say. I hoped she wouldn't notice the smell, but she had to—it was so strong.

"Nothing I'm just a little tired, that's all," I answered.

"Do you want me to come back later?" she asked. Yeah, she noticed the smell.

"No, come in. I'm fine," I told her.

Victoria came in and sat on the couch. We made some small talk, and than she said "I know what's wrong with you, Kelly."

"Oh really? And what's that?" I ask in response.

"Your horny and frustrated because you can't cum," Victoria said.

"What?" is all I could come up with. How does she know? Is it that obvious to her? I know she can smell me, but the smell doesn't say I can't orgasm.

"Well, I have a little confession to make," she said.

"What, have you been spying on me?" I said angrily.

"No, no, not anything like that--I hypnotized you," Victoria told me, a big grin on her face.

"Are you crazy? What are you talking about?" I asked, confused.

"You know all those days I would come over and you would fall asleep?" she asked.

"Yeah," I said cautiously.

"Well, I've been hypnotizing you. Well, not so much you--more like your pussy," Victoria said.

"What?" was all I could say. I think Victoria must be going crazy. This made no sense.

"Yeah, I've been hypnotizing your pussy. I've been making it a lesbian. The only way that cute little pussy of yours is going to cum is if it rubs against my pussy," she said.

Well, I'd heard enough of this crap. I kicked Victoria out of my house. As she was leaving she said, "When you're ready to orgasm I'll be at my house; but you're going to pay for treating me like this!"

It's been a week since I talked to Victoria. When we talked last I thought she was crazy. But after all of that talk about hypnosis, I'm beginning to think there might be more to it than just being tired. I haven't been able to cum and it's not from lack of trying. I masturbate three or four times a day. The frustration has grown to the point that I cry every time I masturbate, when I can't cum; I just can't seem to orgasm. It's like it's right there, but it never happens. I can't believe I'm going to go to her house, but I need relief, and I'm willing to try anything. I want to find out if she really did something to me.

On the drive over to her house I began to think 'this is a stupid idea'. She couldn't have hypnotized me like that, could she? If she did, what was she going to make me do? This whole thing didn't make a lot of sense to me. Why would she want to do this anyways--why? I was thinking about her doing this to me. What if she did? I was getting mad thinking about it. The closer I got to Victoria's house, the madder I got.

I finely arrived at Victoria's house. Before I could knock on her door she opened it. Victoria was standing there with a smirk on her face and said, "Well, well, well--looks like Kelly's little lesbian pussy is calling the shots now."

"Ok, what did you do to me?" I asked angrily.

Victoria said, "How rude!" as she slammed the door in my face. I was stunned; I didn't expect her to do that. So, I knocked on the door again. "What?" is all Victoria said.

"You better change me back," I tell her.

"No," was her only response.

"I'll go to the police!" I shouted though the door.

"And tell them what exactly? That you were hypnotized and can't orgasm now? You know they'll just laugh at you. They have more important thing to do than listen to a crazy woman, don't you think?" Victoria asked sarcastically.

"Please stop doing this to me," I begged, on the verge of tears.

"What was that? Did 'please' just come out of your mouth?" she asked.

"Yes," was all I could manage.

"Well, now all I need is an 'I'm sorry' and I might let you in," Victoria said.

"I'm sorry, please let me in so we can talk," I said. As the door opened, Victoria said, "You can come in, but any more rudeness and you will leave. I won't let you come back for a long time. What would your little lesbian pussy think of that?"

"Don't talk to me like that," I said sharply.

"That was very close to rude. I will talk to you any way I like! I'm in charge here," she said.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry. Just change me back to normal," I said.

"I don't want to, and even if I did, I can't. What's done is done." Victoria replied.

"What did you do to me?" I asked, not sure I really wanted to hear the answer.

"For the last couple of weeks I've been hypnotizing your pussy, so to speak--to be horny, but to only be able to orgasm when it rubs against my pussy." Victoria said. "The reason I say I hypnotized 'your pussy' and not you is because you are still the same. Straight-girl Kelly, who doesn't like girls, now has a nasty little slit between her legs that will only be able to get off when it kisses another pussy. I like that idea, don't you?"

"No," I said.

"The question was rhetorical, but the more you tell me you don't like girls the better. Knowing that your pussy will only respond to another pussy makes me hot," she said.

"I don't care what makes you hot, or gets you off, or..." I said.

"You better start caring, or I won't let that little dyke pussy of yours kiss mine or get off to relieve all that frustration of yours." Victoria said.

"I don't believe you! You can't do this to a person," I told her.

"Well, the only way to find out is to rub your pussy against mine, isn't it?" she said.

"I don't know," I said, hesitatingly.

"Take off your pants and panties, and you can find out real quick if I'm right or wrong," she said.

"Ok, but when this doesn't work I want you to undo whatever you did to me," I said, as I was peeling off my panties.

Victoria had me lay on the floor with my hips on top of a pillow so my crotch was propped up in the air. She than stepped between my legs and slowly brought her pussy with in an inch of mine. This was making me very uncomfortable, being naked in front of her while she stood above me with her pussy inches away from mine. This is the stupidest thing I had ever heard of, or done. I couldn't believe I was doing this. I almost stood up when she asked me, "Are you ready for the best feeling you've ever had in your pussy?"

"Yes, just get this over with," I told her.

When her pussy touched mine, it was like nothing I had ever felt before. It was the most wonderful feeling I have ever felt. I was in heaven and at the same time I was sick to my stomach, because I knew she was telling the truth. The only way I was going to cum was if my pussy was rubbing hers.

Suddenly, like that, she stepped away. I was in agony--I hadn't cum yet! My pussy wanted more. I wanted to cry--I knew I needed more because my pussy was in charge now, my lesbian pussy was in charge! I was so over-heated from the last two weeks I knew I would do any thing she told me to, just to be able to cum.

"More, please--I need more," I said.

"If you want more you will have to work for it," Victoria told me with a smile on her face. I knew this wasn't going to be easy. She pulled a chair in front of her full-length mirror and told my to strip all the way. I didn't want to, but there wasn't anything I could do--I needed to cum. While I was taking off my clothes, she got out a dildo.

"I want you to sit in that chair and watch yourself masturbate," she said.

"Don't make me do this," I pleaded with her.

"Do you want to cum or not?" she asked. I slowly sat down and started playing with myself.

"Open your legs wide, bitch. I want to see that cute little pussy of yours," she said. I opened my legs wide for her amusement. It was so humiliating I was shaking.

"Here, use this dildo. "Victoria told me. I took the dildo and rubbed it on my pussy.

"No, fuck yourself with it," she said. I couldn't believe I was going to fuck myself in front of this sick woman, but I did. I had to. I closed my eyes and tried to think of anything else while she made me do this.

"Look at that nasty, wet pussy of yours" she said. I looked between my legs in the mirror and saw my pussy was really red and puffy. My pussy was so wet it was actually leaking out of me onto the chair. I wanted to cry. I realized I wasn't going to cum this way. So did Victoria; she just wanted me to humiliate myself for her, and I had.

"Fuck yourself harder, ream that cunt out bitch," she said, and I did. I started to cry again.

"Yeah, that's it whore. Fuck that pussy--fuck that pussy like it has never been fucked before," she said. I did--I was fucking myself so hard it hurt. The dildo was a blur as I pounded my pussy. There was a puddle of pussy juice on the chair now.

"Are you watching yourself in the mirror, bitch?" she asked.

"Yes," I said between sobs.

"Watch that pussy. Look at that nasty, drooling cunt between your thighs. See how it's oozing juice out? It's getting all over the place! I don't think I've ever seen a pussy leak so much juice before, have you?" she asked. "No," is all I could choke out.

"Is your cunt a nasty cunt?" she asked. "Yes," I told her.

"No, I want you to look right at it and say it." Victoria said. So I looked directly at my poor abused pussy in the mirror and said, "My cunt is a nasty cunt."

"That's better! So…cum. Let that nasty pussy of yours cum all over that dildo," she said.

"I can't cum," I said, crying and looking at my pussy in the mirror.

"Why not?" she asked.

"Because my pussy needs to rub against your pussy," I said.

"Your what? I wouldn't call what is between your legs a pussy. Look at it, leaking juice like a faucet. No, that's not a pussy," she said. I knew what she wanted me to say, but it was so hard.

"My nasty, leaky cunt needs to rub against your pussy to cum," I said, choking out the words.

"And why is that?" she asked.

"Because my pussy is a nasty, leaky, dyke cunt," I said.

"That's right, and that nasty cunt need to kiss my sweet little pussy to cum doesn't it?" she said.

"Yes, my dyke cunt needs to kiss your pussy to cum," I said.

"Because your nasty dyke cunt is in love with my pussy, isn't it?" Victoria pressed. I was still crying and fucking myself hard with the dildo. I still couldn't cum. I had to say all of these nasty things for her. She had control of my pussy and my pussy had control of me.

"Yes, my nasty dyke cunt is in love with your pussy," I told her.

"Ok, stop fucking your dyke cunt. That's a dildo not a pussy, so it's not going to make that cunt of yours cum, is it?" she said. "No," I said as I pulled out the dildo. It made a plopping sound when it came out of my pussy. "Well, don't just sit there. Clean all your nasty cunt juice off of my dildo, bitch," Victoria said. I got up to go wash it off in the bathroom. She stopped me midway there and said, "Use your mouth to clean your nasty juices off." It was hard, but I started to lick my juices off the dildo.

I had never tasted myself before. It didn't taste like I thought it would. Well, I don't know what I thought it would taste like, but it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be--a little salty but not unpleasant. Wait, what am I saying. I should be grossed out, shouldn't I? I don't know; I'm getting so confused. While I was doing, that she climbed onto her bed and said, "If I'm going to let your nasty dyke cunt have sex with my pussy, I want your straight mouth to have sex with it first. Got it bitch?"

I looked at her with tears in my eyes, and I begged, "Please, don't make me do this." As she spread her legs she smiled at me and said, "You'll get use to being a slave to your nasty cunt. I think your dyke cunt already likes being a slave to my pussy, doesn't it?" "Yes," I said, lowering my eyes. I couldn't stand to look at her. "Look at me and say it," she said forcefully. I looked at her and said, "My dirty dyke cunt likes being a slave to your pussy." It was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. I knew it was just the beginning of a lot of things I was going to have to do that would be very hard for me.

"Very good. Now, if that dyke cunt of yours wants to cum, it better get you over here on your hands and knees, so that straight little mouth of yours can fuck my pussy and make me cum. You got that bitch?" Victoria asked. I said, "Yes" as I dropped to my hands and knees and crawled over between her legs.

I didn't want to do this. I've never licked a woman's pussy before--I've never wanted to lick a woman's pussy before. As I put my mouth on her sex she said, "That's right whore, I want you to fuck my pussy with your cute little straight face. I want to cum all over it, so when I let your nasty dyke cunt have sex with my pussy I can look at that straight face with my pussy cum all over it. Knowing that while your cunt is getting off, all you can smell is my sweet pussy." I started licking faster, hoping to get her off quicker so she would just shut up. This was the first time I tasted another woman, but at least I had some idea what she would taste like now, after tasting myself. She tasted similar to me, but I think she tasted a little more pleasant. I can't believe I thought that. No, I told myself--this is gross. She tastes gross. It was bad enough that I had to do this, but the way she talked to me, and made me talk, was more humiliating than anything that has ever happened to me. I can't believe I thought she tasted pleasant.

"Slow down a little, bitch. We've got a lot of time. I've got my very own straight girl to be my cunt-licking whore. Oh, that feels good. Look at me and tell me what you are," she said. I looked up at her with her pussy juice all over my face and said, "I'm your cunt licking whore," with tears in my eyes.

She gyrated her hips up and towards me and said, "Suck that pussy bitch."

I put my mouth over her whole pussy and started sucking as hard as I could.

"Oh, that's right bitch. You'll be doing this a lot. You never know when you might start to like being my cunt-sucking whore," Victoria crowed. I don't think so, I thought. "You will be doing this whenever and wherever I want--do you understand that slut?" she said. "Yes," I said into her pussy. "No bitch, say it," she said.

"I will suck your pussy when- and wherever you tell me to," I muttered.

"And why is that?" she asked.

"Because I'm you're cunt-sucking slut," I answered.

"That's right, bitch," she said as she ground her hips into my face.

She started bucking her hips into my face faster and harder. Grinding her pussy into my mouth. The whole time screaming, "I'm fucking your face. I'm fucking your face!" over and over. "Straight-girl Kelly's got a mouth full of pussy!" she said as she ground. "Straight-girl Kelly is my personal cunt-sucking bitch! Come on bitch--make me cum all over your pretty straight face," she said. I was crying and sucking as hard as I could, trying to get her to cum as fast as I could.

"Yeah slut, I'm going to cum, "she screamed out, bucking harder. Every time her pussy smashed into my face she would say, "Suck my cum, suck my cum" over and over until she finally came down from her orgasm.

"Whew, that was good! You are one of the best cuntsuckers I have ever had. I can't wait for a couple of months, after you've had some practice at it. You'll be the best cuntsucker in this town. I might even let my friends borrow that mouth of yours. Just imagine, my little straight girl Kelly being prostituted out as a cuntsucker to all the lesbians in town. Won't that be nice bitch?" Victoria said. "Yeah," I said with tears in my eyes. "Tell me you would love it slut," she said.

"I would love to be prostituted out as your cunt-sucking whore to all the lesbians in town," I said. "Yeah, I bet you would. And every time you did, you would come back to me with that nasty dyke cunt of yours dripping down your thighs, showing me how horny it is for my pussy," she said.

"Does your sick little dyke cunt want to cum?" she asked me in a little girl voice.

"Yes my sick little dyke cunt wants to cum," I answered.

"Well, I'm not moving--if that nasty dyke cunt of yours wants to cum you will have to rub it against my sweet little pussy. I want you to face me while you do it. I want to watch 'straight' Kelly cum while rubbing her cunt against a pussy with girl cum all over her face," she said. I positioned myself on top of her so our legs interlocked and my pussy was rubbing right against hers. She was looking directly into my eyes. When our pussies touched I gasped, it felt so good. I wanted to cry. How could she do this to me? I started to grind my pussy into hers and it felt wonderful. I started to moan.

She smiled at me and said, "It feels good, doesn't it?" I said, "Yes".

"What feels good, straight-girl Kelly?" Victoria asked.

"My cunt rubbing against your pussy," I said in a moan.

"And why is that, bitch?" she asked.

With tears in my eyes I answered, "Because my cunt is a nasty little dyke that is in love with your pussy."

"That's right bitch," she said as she pinched and pulled on my nipples.

She was pinching and pulling on my nipples hard now and she asked, "Are you getting close to cumming, whore?" "Yes," I answered.

"Do you smell my pussy all over your face, slut?" Victoria demanded.

"Yes" was all I could say. My brain was overloading on all the pleasure my pussy was getting.

"Is straight-girl Kelly going to cum, rubbing her nasty cunt against a pussy, and smelling girl cum all over her face?" she asked. I knew I had to answer her.

"Yes!" I screamed, grinding my pussy against hers as hard as I could.

"Cum bitch! Let that nasty dyke whore cunt of yours cum all over my pussy," she said as she twisted and pulled my nipples so hard I thought they were going to come off.

"Cum for me bitch--cum for me, knowing that this is the only way you will ever cum again, whore. Cum knowing you will be my cunt-sucking slut for a long time," Victoria said, while she pulled my nipples as hard as she could with a nasty smile on her face.

"Cum for me, straight-girl Kelly. Cum for another woman. Cum for a pussy. No more cock for straight-girl Kelly. It's pussy from now on," she said, taunting me. I was crying and grinding into her pussy; feeling more humiliation and more pleasure than I ever have.

"Cum bitch, knowing that that nasty little gash between your legs will be slobbering all over itself when ever you see a pussy, or even hear the word pussy," she taunted, laughing and twisting my nipples hard. I was moaning loader now.

"That's right bitch, your nasty dyke cunt loves kissing my pussy. It's opening up, trying to suck my cute little pussy inside of it. I can feel it," she said.

"Are you going to cum bitch?" Victoria asked.

"Yes!" I cried out, on the verge of orgasm.

"Do you smell my pussy, whore?" she asked

"Yes, I smell your pussy," I answered.

"When you start to cum I want you to tell me you are cumming while smelling my girl cum all over you face," Victoria said. I was grinding my pussy against hers as hard as I could and she was pinching, twisting and pulling on my nipples as hard as she could. It was painful--but also the most pleasure I have ever felt. I was in heaven and hell at the same time. It felt so good I loved it, but all that pleasure was coming from a pussy--not a cock, a pussy. I hated it. A woman's pussy was giving me more pleasure than I have ever had. I'm not a lesbian and she knew it. Victoria was laughing and smiling like she knew what I was thinking. Victoria knew I wasn't a lesbian but I was getting off harder than I ever had on her pussy, and she loved it. My orgasm started to overtake me. I was moaning louder, and jerking my pussy into hers. I could feel my pussy trying to suck hers into me.

"Are you cumming?" she asked knowingly.

"Yes! I'm cumming while I smell your girl cum all over my face!" I screamed as the strongest orgasm I've ever had plowed through my body.

"Take a deep breath. Smell my girl cum while you cum, whore," she said. I started breathing deeply, my nostrils and lungs permeated by the smell of her cum. I could almost taste it.

"That's right bitch, the only way straight-girl Kelly is going to orgasm is if she is smelling girl cum. You'll get used to it. Soon you won't be able to cum without smelling pussy," she said.

I was bucking wildly against her pussy, screaming and crying. It was the best orgasm of my life and I hated it. It was the most intense orgasm I have ever had. The pleasure from it was incredible. It was so strong I blacked out for a couple of minutes. When I came around she was smiling at me. Tears started to form in my eyes.

"Now get that straight-girl mouth of yours on my pussy, and clean all of that nasty, disgusting dyke cunt cum off of it, whore," she said. I crawled between her legs.

"And cover that nasty hole of yours with one of your hands. I don't want it leaking that gross dyke juice on my bed," Victoria continued.

When I covered my pussy I couldn't believe how wet and open it was--it felt nasty. I was glad she didn't make me look at it or show it to her. I licked her pussy and cleaned my cum off of it. Every time I licked my pussy would spasm on my hand and leak out more juice. Like it was trying to lick her pussy too, or say thank you to Victoria's pussy for letting it cum.

While I was cleaning my cum off of her pussy she said, "Well, that finalizes it. Those hypnotic suggestions probably wouldn't have stuck, but I put a reinforcement lock in too. It was activated when you orgasmed on my pussy. You might as well through away any dildos and vibrators you have. None of those things is going to do a thing for that slit between your legs. The only thing that nasty cunt between your legs wants now is pussy. So you better get use to being my cunt-slurping bitch. You got that slut?" I started to cry. I knew she was right, and I couldn't do any thing about it.

"Is my sweet little pussy clean, bitch?" she asked. By then I knew how she wanted me to answer her, so I said, "Yes, your sweet little pussy doesn't have any of my nasty dyke cunt juice on it." "Good. See, you are learning. Now, stand up and spread your legs, but keep that nasty gross slit of yours covered with your hand," Victoria told me.

It was hard to roll over and get out of her bed with out using one of my hands, but I did it. I was standing in front of this woman I hated, naked, with my legs spread wide and my hand covering my pussy waiting for her next order.

"Now, keep your hand cupped but take it away from your cunt," she said. As I took my hand away from my pussy I could hear some of my juices dropping on the floor. I couldn't believe I was that wet.

"Look at your hand bitch," she said. My hand actually had a pool of my juices in it.

"Look at how much that nasty dyke cunt of yours loves my pussy. It gets that wet when all you do is clean my pussy, knowing I'm not going to let it cum again tonight. Drink that gross dyke juice up, bitch," Victoria told me. I brought my hand to my mouth and drank my juices and started crying again.

"Yea bitch, you better get use to pussy juice and girl cum, because you will be drinking a lot of it from now on," she said.

When I left she said, "When that nasty little hole between your thighs needs to cum again, you'll know where to find me. Be prepared for more humiliation--I love doing that to you." I drove away crying, trying to figure out what I was going to do and knowing what I was going to do.

Be Victoria's little straight girl; forced to be her cuntsucker by the nasty dyke pussy between my thighs.