Kinky Adventures of Robin Ch. 06

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Robin tried not to think about what had happened that night in Jim’s house, his girlfriend… Well, was she really his girlfriend if she’d done something like that with Robin herself? Being bisexual was not something that the girl had ever really considered before, simplifying her world, and it seemed that the world was going mad over her — at least in the sense that the LGBT community loved her.

Gorgeous!

Hot piece of a$$.

I’d do her.

Such a cutie!

So f*cking lucky…

Bet she’s tight.

Robin tried not to look at the messages that flooded her Facebook page day in and day out, word of her spreading throughout the lesbian community, seemingly around the world. There were more messages too, lengthy ones, crude ones, ones that detailed all the nasty, decrepit things that they wanted to do to her and so much more too. Alex, cheekily, had put the picture of them cuddling up on a dating website that Robin did not recognise the name of and, well, that had been more than enough for it to go viral, people thinking that they were girls up for some girl on girl fun.

And she couldn’t stop thinking about it either, just how many orgasms she’d had under Alex’s hands, those hands making her feel things that just didn’t seem possible to feel from a woman. Of course, the anatomy was still all the same and she knew that but it was still wrong, so very wrong to her… Even afterwards, she could not possibly say that she liked anything that Alex had done for or to her, regardless of how her body had reacted. That didn’t make it rape!

Still, there was one that she could make it right with and he didn’t have to know what had happened. Rushing to Dave, she knew what she needed, a cock instead of a pussy and a mouth that knew the folds of her cunny, the ins and outs of her body and her sex. He was after his own pleasure, of course, but there was so much for her to take from him too, just to feel like a normal, straight girl all over again, as twisted as that was to think and feel. She wasn’t a lesbian, that much was certain, and she needed at least some of her identity back…somehow.

Dave took her in his arms, horny and randy — yet she didn’t ask why or query it all in the slightest. All she needed was his dick rammed up inside her, that hot filling that made her moan so loudly, a screamer in bed just for him. She didn’t groan like that when she was masturbating all alone, not that she needed to do that all that often, but a hand squeezed between their bodies usually got her off when they were together. He gave her oral pleasure but needed some skill and teaching in that regard, not that she was at all averse to helping him along there, all in the interests of pleasing her.

She deserved that, right? She really did, oh…she did.

She just wanted to be normal, not to have a woman’s mouth on her pussy, her juices flowing between the wrong lips. Closing her eyes, she tried not to think about Alex, clinging one-handed to his headboard, holding herself rooted in place, a moan rising over and over again to her perfect lips. He ploughed into her with a grunt, his spear spreading her open just the right amount, feeling as if his cock belonged there, although that could have been her sordid mind at work. She wanted him to belong there — way more than Alex’s tongue had!

But he didn’t last long enough to get her off and Robin moaned as she rolled over, arching back onto all fours and begging him like a slut to fuck her all over again. It didn’t matter quite what had come over her or what had gotten into her, as long as she got that delicious cock right back where she needed it to go, powering into her, pleasing her…

He took a moment to get hard again, despite youthful vitality. It was a male thing, after all, and he took the place that Alex had occupied between her thighs, licking and teasing and suckling on her clit as if he’d been having a particular kind of practice in her absence. Robin moaned and rocked back against him, moaning and groaning, everything coming to a head as that pleasure rose and rose within her.

Closer and closer… Oh, how she needed it — just from a man, not a woman, consensually too. It was not hot to be forced through anything against her will and it was right there and then that she vowed to never again allow herself to be caught up in anything of that sordid nature. It wasn’t for her, oh no, not even in roleplay and she had her bouncing, swinging tits to thank for the mess that she’d gotten into, even if she was reaping the spoils of lust with Dave at that very moment.

He could chase away the nightmares of Alex’s tongue with his own, shoving it into her as his fingers tweaked the nub of her pleasure, sending her into an orgasm that ripped through her like nothing else, moan after moan thrumming from her lips. She cried out, knowing the house was empty, wanting to vocalise her passion to him, demonstrate just how much she adored him, his tongue, his lips, his cock… Oh, she needed that cock again and yet her lara türbanlı escort orgasm was merely one way to ride out the interim in which she was without, whimpering and whining, rising and falling on undulating waves of ecstasy.

He was good, so good… Better than he had been before, for sure. How had things been revitalized so swiftly? Ah, she could not say but Dave could have, if she’d been in the know on that count. For him, Robin was sexier than ever after his time away, yet it was all something for him to fill his time in with before he went off to lust after something and someone who had much more in her than Robin ever could. An older woman simply held too much allure and he didn’t blame Robin for not being able to meet her needs when there was simply too much at play and at stake in a life that was not yet lived.

Anyone else would have said that Robin had it all but he bored with her pussy, the taste the same… Everything about Robin was the same as it had always been, although it was hot to see her groaning like that, as if she needed him more than anything else in the world. She wanted something from him that no one else could provide and his heart and his cock swelled to be able to give that to her, grunting into her sex.

Fuck, she made him feel like he could do fucking anything! Like he was more man than anyone else, strong and powerful, virile, the stud that every woman would want to fuck! He’d get everyone he wanted when he went off to college for football! Of course, Robin didn’t factor at all into that decision but that was better for him and for her, allowing them both to enjoy their youth, date and fuck, over and over again… He would, however, remember her big boobs and just how she screamed for him with a sense of fondness that could never again otherwise be replicated.

She screamed, beautifully. Her climax washed over his tongue and he swallowed down her juices, languishing in her eroticism. If she could get him off too, she was still fun to be around, someone who could do something for him at least.

When she was done, she flounced sweetly off to the bathroom to clean up a bit, not enjoying the sensation of cum trickling down her inner thighs from his first orgasm. It was fun to be seeded but not much more than that, her stomach tightening with lust for something more already. And was that really so bad?

In the bathroom, however, was a change of clothes and she smirked as she planned things out, giggling and bouncing before the full-length mirror, boobs jiggling wantonly. He wouldn’t be able to resist her in that! But as she slipped into the silk, relishing each and every little sensation that came to her body, skin tingling, she did not know that Dave had received a phone call back in the bedroom, connected to the en-suite bathroom. Too caught up in herself to notice the murmurs of their discussion, she posed and practiced, saucy mind running through all the ways that she would seduce him, make him hers, allow him to cover her, thrust into her…

“Darling, I’m back…”

She squealed, swinging around back into the bedroom, light in her eyes and feathers softening the fall of her footsteps. Yet, to her surprise, he already had his boxers back on, preparing to leave even as he stilled, eyes landed irrevocably on her.

Well, she wasn’t going to let him go so quickly now, was she? He had more of her to fuck, after all!

“Babe, I gotta go, work’s calling…”

“I’ve got something better for you, baby…”

She sashayed out of the bathroom with a swing and a flaunt to her hips that had not been there before, wrapped up in a silken kimino style gown that hung down to just above her knees. It was too long, really, for her, to show off as much as Robin would have wanted to, but it would do the trick for what she needed it to do.

Dave sat back on the bed, in his underwear, a dorky smile on his face that should have been better suited to Jim’s mug. Who wouldn’t like what Robin was dishing out? Maybe he’d been wrong for cheating, for he sure as hell had a sexy vixen right there before him, Robin flipping her blonde hair about as she performed the most sensual striptease for him.

“Yeah… Oh god…”

Robin giggled at his praise, hardly eloquent, and whimpered for him, a whore on parade. She wanted to be a slut for him — better him than Alex. And maybe she had to be herself, show off her body, grinding up against the door frame as she slipped inside, closing it again on her heels to seal them away. The kimino gown fell open, shimmering in crimson and purple silk, and she swung the soft belt around her hand, letting the caress of it tease her skin as she teased Dave with her body, watching from a distance.

Picking up a camera that he must have borrowed from someone else, he snapped picture after picture as he enjoyed her showing off, revealing her breasts, clad in a soft, pink bra that pushed them up high and barely covered the nipples. A pink thong completed the lara ucuz escort ensemble, showing off her thick, full buttocks, just right for a handful of flesh that could push into his hands when he so chose to grasp her.

But, even with his hard cock pushing through his boxers, Dave’s hands were busy taking photos as she stripped down, one article of clothing after the other hitting the floor. She needed more, so very much more from him, and her squeezed together tits, activating a cleavage, demonstrated that well and truly for him, coaxing him in, need rising more and more with every minute that dared pass without acknowledging her.

“What do you like better? My boobs or my butt?”

Posing for him, Robin arched her arms up over her head, leaving her breasts on full show. After that was done, his jaw dropping and the camera’s flash going off once again, she spun and arched her back, showing off her buttocks, bouncing back towards him as if she was performing some kind of popular dance move. Dave wouldn’t have known what it was called anyway but it didn’t matter when her arse thrust and begged for attention, a quick grope just barely within his reach…

“Yeah, baby,” Dave whispered huskily as she bent over for him, her sweetly round buttocks raised. “Just like that… Oh, god, you’re so hot.”

“Yeah?”

Giggling, she tossed her hair back, swinging it around her shoulders, pink lips spread wide in a grin that, finally, made her feel more normal than she had since Alex… No, she wouldn’t think about her. Nude and gorgeous, she hefted her huge tits up, grasping one in each hand, spare flesh spilling over, too much for just the one woman to contain all by herself.

“Like this, honey?” She murmured huskily, eyes half-lidded. “You like my boobs, don’t you, Dave? You want to see more… Hm?”

Oh, he did, but it was the camera that captured every last saucy moment as Dave hid a smirk and glanced at the clock — the very alarm clock that had made his school days such a trial in the mere act of waking up. Robin giggled and pursed her lips sexily, bending over so that the true size and volume of her tits could be appreciated, nipples pointing down as if to direct the weight of them.

Any moment now…

And, as if on cue, the door swung open, sweeping across his polished, bare floorboards, everything in his home screaming extravagance. Imagining that it was his parents there, Robin screamed and lunged to the side but was not so quick to hide herself that she didn’t see who was there. Her jaw dropped and she forgot herself for a moment as Dave laughed in delight, the gig up and the ruse playing out just as he’d wanted it to.

“Alex!”

Squealing, Robin covered up, although it was not something that she would have normally done, enjoying her body how it naturally was. Of course, that had been more of an issue for her when she’d been on the younger side…

Alex stared her down.

“Hey, cutie. Dave said you’d be here.”

“What are you doing here?” Robin shrieked, eyes wide and staring, heart pounding. “I’m… DAVE!”

“Sorry, hon,” he said, although he was not giving all that much of an apology with such a wide, cheeky grin on his face. “I just thought it would be…great to take more pictures of you. You’re so pretty, you need someone in there with you just so we can see how gorgeous you really are.”

It was not a word that he would usually use in describing his girlfriend and it shone through in Alex’s smile, words that were not his own and planted there by another. The girl in question smiled eerily, looking over Robin, her half-naked form barely covered up, as if she was a feast to be enjoyed and yet she was still indeed a feast for the eyes and the senses alike.

“Come on now, Robin, that was such an awesome picture before,” Alex purred, slinking up to Robin even as she shrank away, the kimono clung to her chest. “I’m game, it’s all in good fun, isn’t it?”

“And the photo went viral,” Dave added, eyes glistening with a hint of greed as he tipped forward eagerly, too eagerly. “We’ll get a ton of likes on Facebook from it!”

Of course, the only way that Robin felt she could get out of such a situation was by telling Dave the truth — and that sure as hell wasn’t going to happen! Would he say she’d cheated on him because of her liking bits of it? Did that count? She was too quiet normally, happy and bubbly, to move onto something serious without due thought or concern for what was happening… Well, that would give everything away and everything would be horrible. She didn’t want to be the lesbian that Alex had fucked!

That was just what Alex had known would happen and she posed in the little, straight-backed chair in her faux-leather shirt, the neckline open so much that it was masculine, showing off a little of her chest. Of course, she didn’t have the cleavage that Robin did and could pass as a guy if she so chose to, the black combat boots completing the ensemble that made üniversiteli escort her more of a man, in some ways, than Dave was.

“Oh, yeah!” Dave crowed, egging Robin on as Alex dragged her close, the kimono covering her tits. “Work it, girls! Yeah!”

He was too much for them, making Robin spread her legs, hiding her nakedness, teasing her for being shy — yet maybe he would have thought differently if he’d known the true reasons behind her modesty. His laugh echoed around and around the room, snapping photo after photo of the clothed closet lesbian with his girlfriend, completely and utterly clueless still as to what had transpired between them. Maybe that was for the best too as Alex groped Robin’s tit, tugging the silk kimono gown off her more and more until she was completely and utterly naked once more before the two of them.

“Don’t hide yourself… Hot piece like you.”

Robin shuddered. She didn’t want to be a ‘hot piece’ for Alex! She wanted to be that for Dave! Just Dave! Well, as long as he did it for her, that was. She always had her eyes out for someone better but their sex life did seem to be a whole lot more vibrant since that time with Alex…

“Put your tits up, like that…”

Alex controlled her, pushing her biceps together as she squeezed her tits in, showing off her cleavage even if, for once, she didn’t really want to.

“She’s hot, isn’t she?” Dave agreed lustfully, although there was a hearty laugh behind his words, lingering in the wings to be released. “I love her tits…”

It was crude, too crude for him to be saying to her in front of Alex, but he did anyway, Alex laughing and stealing a grope, a tickle under Robin’s arms as she went along. Robin squealed but that only made Dave laugh all the harder as she was used and abused, her body nothing more than a toy for their pleasure.

She had to bear through it, trying to smile through watery eyes. If she didn’t, Alex would out her, she was sure of it. Not that it was bad to be a lesbian but Robin could never, not once, be branded as something that she wasn’t.

“Nice thighs… You work out, Robin?”

Of course, Alex knew that she didn’t. It was all a joke made out to the softness of her flesh, how light and gentle she was in comparison to Alex. She was a different woman, shrinking away, a violet that had its bud shut tight against the woman who had violated her, even though Alex truly thought that she owned Robin. Maybe that was just her own mentality but it was one that would lead to another path in Alex’s life if that much ever truly came to be.

“Cute… What would a man do to you, Robin? Spread these thighs, take you nice and good…”

Lewd but Robin shut her ears to it, breathing shortly and shallowly as she got through it, afternoon sunshine cast across her breasts, illuminating their subtly soft glow. Her body was perfection and yet it did not feel like that when she whined and leaned into Alex, seeking comfort even from the person who had abused and violated her the most.

“I think that’s plenty…”

Grinning like the cat who’d got into the milk and the cream combined, Dave flipped through what he’d taken so far, his smile growing, if anything, wider and wider. The seconds passed and Robin took her chance to squirm away, although, just like that, Dave was gone, murmuring something about having to go off to work. She swore she saw a bulge in his boxers, grabbing his clothes on the way out, but it was too late for that as she was left alone with Alex, her heart in her mouth.

Alex loomed over her, arms folded and fire simmering in her eyes. Before her, Robin hugged her arms around her torso, legs pressed resolutely together, and tried to quail away.

“This was fun,” she purred, although there was a subtle note of possession in her tone that had not been there before. “But you need to do more for me now. This is our thing, not Dave’s. You’ll have to break up with him soon so you can be with me openly.”

Robin sucked in a breath.

“N-no… No, I like Dave. Like, I really like him.”

It was pathetic that that was the best defence that she could pull up but Alex wasn’t so easily dissuaded. Not the tallest of women, she easily dwarfed Robin as she quailed and hunched down, slinking over to the bed as if that was a better place to hide even when it could possibly be construed as an open invitation for something that Alex, most certainly, was more into than Robin was.

“Ah, you want me between your legs again, don’t you? I can’t blame you… I am pretty damn good at what I do.”

“No… No, I don’t want that. Please, Alex, just leave me alone!”

“You don’t want that, do you, babe? I don’t need to give you space, because you’re mine.”

And she didn’t need to say more than that as she smirked and made good her exit, promising to come back and give her little sex-pet the lusty orgasms that she so sorely needed. After all, she was the only one who could provide Robin with such delight and that was all that she needed to know, puffed up and strutting with her own self-confidence. She’d have to get Robin trained up, of course, to satisfy her needs, but Robin would warm up to her in good enough time, she was quite sure. After she’d gotten her off multiple times, it was a wonder that the busty babe wasn’t already begging for her!

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