She was the first woman I’d fucked who really let me top her in every conceivable way. Begged for it even. This surprised me because like my other exes, she presented as butch. As a chapstick femme switch living in San Francisco I often found myself dating butch top women looking for a femme bottom. From stone butches to old school daddies to wee little baby butches, I hooked up with as many conceivable variations on the butch lesbian theme as there were shades in a pride flag, hoping to eventually find one who would actually let me be fully myself and play both roles. Looking into K’s soft brown eyes, so sibylline, so clouded over with a needy lust I recognized but had never confronted in a lover so plainly, I kissed her deeply and promised to take her strap-on shopping tomorrow for the price of a fuck today. Inhaling deeply she agreed, and I took her then with my hands alone.
We found a nice strap-on quickly – harness free, with a wide bulbous end for me to kegel onto during thrusts. At that point I’d only strapped on before for an ex-boyfriend, which had been hot, but largely owing to the stage of relationship decay we were in when we tried it, ultimately too aggressive and violent for me to inflict that kind of lay on K. I knew we might (in fact we all too quickly did) get there one day, when our own relationship decay set in, but on the first day I planned to go gently and tease her into begging me to make her cum once more. By the time we got back to her place she wanted my dick with an unrestrained passion that was itself one of the greatest compliments, and turn-ons, I’ve ever experienced. We cleaned our new toy and set it down on the table next to her bed for use in its own due time.
We began making out slowly, our two small frames holding each other in a firm embrace, enjoying the way the dance of our lips and tongues was mirrored by the play of afternoon light filtered through the trees shading her window. She lived on the corner of one of the most well trafficked blocks in the busiest pedestrian neighborhood of our college town, and her apartment had big windows that overlooked the street below. At any given moment, anyone could have looked up and watched as we, still standing together, slowly peeled off our t-shirts and jeans. Luckily, even then, people rarely looked up.
Standing in just her sports bra and underwear like this I was instantly reminded of what a beautiful woman K actually kept hidden beneath her delightful masculine peacockery. A delicate and slender frame, with gorgeous little breasts barely rising above her almost visible ribs. But it was her hips and ass that really got me off. For such a tiny woman, her ass was disproportionately full, with big, round, childbearing hips. I bit my lip, thinking about her spreading those hips for me, and delighted I could spend the entire afternoon fucking her without fear of fucking a baby into her. *This is why sex with women is so much hotter*, I thought to myself for at least the hundredth time.
K pulled me towards her bed and down onto her. Propping myself up on one arm I continued to kiss her while using my free hand to explore her body, stroking her face, her neck, her little rosebud breasts that demanded sucking. I broke my attention from her mouth to move lower, nibbling my way down the same path I’d taken with my hand, only far slower, drawing it out to increase her desire, getting to that point where I was just nearly grazing her nipple before coming back to suck on her neck and tongue behind her ear. I was too turned on by the pleasure I was determined to inflict on her to remember now, years later, what her hands were doing to me – I only remember that, generally, she was one of the most generous lovers I’ve had and sex with her was always the best part of our otherwise troubled relationship.
Finally coming down to her nipples I began to tease one in slow gentle circles with my tongue, grasping at the other with my hand, just slightly rough when I heard her moans amplify. I began sucking them, and moving my tongue still faster, trying to make her come as I had once before just by playing with her breasts in this way, then switching over to her other nipple so it didn’t feel neglected from lack of similar attention. This intensified her desire, and pushed her over the edge into a small orgasm.
I held only her torso close as she came, panting, looking into my eyes with a gaze plainly asking for more. I smiled and began to run my tongue along her flat stomach, tracing a line down to where I knew she was aching for me to go. She was still wearing panties, and as soon as my teeth brushed their elastic edge she ripped them down, trying to place her fingers over her already very wet outer labia. *Not yet, my darling*, I told her, gripping her wrist and raising it up, out of my way. Her other hand began toying with her unattended nipple in frustration. *Bad girl,* I scolded, *if you make me restrain your other hand, I’ll have no fingers left to tease you with*. As I said this, I leaned my head forward, stretched out my tongue, and ran it up the length of her wet lips. *Please*, she asked me, *please*. Never one to leave a woman begging too long, I took a moment to savor this sweet sight of my butch girlfriend begging me for another orgasm. Licking my lips, I settled myself between her legs and set to work.
I licked up and down the sides of her labia, taking care to casually graze, but not overtly make contact with, her swollen clitoris each time. With each pass I felt her need intensify. I wanted to hold back, but my own arousal was too strong. I had a physical need to suck on her clit, to tease it with my tongue and work her to a point of desperate, bucking release where I could barely ride through the waves. She tasted tangy and sweet, like the flavor of an expensive citron candy. I wanted nothing other in life than to be eating her out right then, but overcome with desire I began using one finger and then two to tease and tickle at her g-spot, and within minutes my enthusiasm was rewarded when she squirted all over my face so hard that my chest, her thighs, and all of the sheet she was positioned over, were wet through with her cum.
I still wasn’t sure if she was ready for me, so I moved back to hold her for a moment, kissing her and nuzzling into her neck. *Aren’t you going to fuck me yet?* K asked, her skin still flushed with recent orgasm. *Shouldn’t I… stretch you a bit more with my fingers first? It’s very large,* I replied. *I want it. I want you*, she pouted. *It’s very large for me, too,* I laughed. Suddenly I raised my eyebrows. *I think you might need to help me put it in.* She moved quickly off the bed, kneeling on the floor below me as I moved to the edge of her bed to give her better access. She ate my pussy with skill, albeit clearly driven to make me cum as fast as possible in order to move onto the main event of the evening. I caressed her golden head and tried to enjoy watching our little scene play out in the wall of mirrors hanging in front of her bed. God I loved fucking K. She was always so eager to please and be pleased.
She began using her own fingers inside me, first one, then two, and rapidly three, stretching me so I could take in the larger bulbous end of our new toy. Pumping at me and suckling on my clit like a hungry baby animal in this way I couldn’t last long. I pressed her head deeper onto my clit and bit my other arm to stifle a scream as I came in one large wave. *I see you’re ready now,* she said, reaching for our new toy. Together we rolled it up against my slit, getting it good and wet so I could take it in. This hurt, but its thickness allowed it to more or less stay in place once there, and as I slowly grew accustomed to the sensation I knew the pain was more than worth it to avoid futzing with the awkwardness of a strap-on harness.
We’d already discussed how tacky it was in girl on girl porn when large portions of the shoot are devoted to one girl “blowing” another wearing a strap-on. But something about watching this sudden manifestation of a me, but with a bright pink 7” girl dick, scrambled that for both of us. She got back on her knees, batting her eyelashes at me and asking if she could suck me. I stood, positioning myself so I could watch in the mirror as she began blowing me again, getting our new toy nice and wet with her saliva. *Unnnngh you are so fucking hot*, I told her. *I just wanna… That’s the idea*, she said, standing. Drawing her to me I kissed her until we both collapsed into laughter at the ridiculousness of the ginormous silicone dildo I kept poking her in the hip with. Finally she led me back to the bed, and laid down on her back, shooting me some eyes that told me if I waited any longer I would be in serious trouble.
I crawled over her and kissed her once more. Then, focusing, I began teasing her cunt with my fingers. K was always – and still holds the record of being – the wettest woman I’ve ever been with. I easily slid two fingers in together, then three, watching as she gasped a bit. I felt that she was suddenly doubtful about her ability to take the size of the dildo we’d purchased. I had promised her several times already that I would go slowly. But I also knew she wanted me to take the lead today and top the fuck out of her. This was years ago, when affirmative consent wasn’t as much of a thing, so because I was always a bit of an asshole when with K, instead of asking I positioned the tip of the dildo just inside the crease of her soft swollen lips and entered her roughly. Her eyes opened wide, not quite expecting my sudden change of pace. I pulled back a bit, and then thrust into her more deeply, enjoying the sound of her gasp. *Did you want this to be gentle? Or did you want me to fuck you hard?* I asked with an edge of threat in my voice. Even as her mouth asked me once again to be gentle, I read in her eyes a feral scream not to hold back.
Hoping to reconcile these mixed messages she was giving, I made some small humping thrusts at roughly the same half-depth, getting used to my new tool. I grew comfortable enough to move hand over and begin massaging one of her breasts. Soon K’s breathing loosened and she began to squirm her hips more below me. I responded by once again pulling out, not quite fully, and then slamming my hips hard into hers. It was too much and she cried out in pain, her small body rent in two by my slightly too long, slightly too thick strap on cock. I didn’t stop though, partly because as I mentioned before a lot of my dynamic with K was to be the absolute worst version of myself, but more so because in that moment I wanted to put her in her place. I knew I could use this newly acquired dick and the leverage she gave me in asking to be fucked by it to enact revenge on her for every sexist comment she’d ever made about my comparatively femme presentation. *I’ll teach you to ever joke again about being the man in this lesbian relationship*, I thought, pounding into her harder and harder with every stroke.
As I engaged in this violence against her body, her whimpers turned into deep moans of satisfaction. I also learned that where the dildo rode against the outside of my sex, at the end of every thrust it rubbed on my clit juuuuust right, which started to get me high on the feeling that this wasn’t just an dildo but an actual dick. Through my own pleasure I imagined the soft grip and contractions within her walls. I pinioned her hands above her head and pumped in her as furiously as I could until she came shaking below me, wrenching her wrists away to claw at my back and maul my lips with kisses maddened by slaked desire. Feeling her rapture overwhelm so many of my own touch senses made me cum right after her, holding her close until I fell to her side nuzzled my face into her neck. *Did that satisfy you, my love?* I asked. *Never*, she said, grinning.
We rested together in this way for some time, watching the dappled light move through her room. We used the toy again that day, testing out various positions before discarding it to use our mouths and hands and hips alone as we always did, fucking until it was hours past dinnertime and we had to stop to refuel ourselves, and change her now soaking sheets.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i9wgx9/fucking_my_butch_girlfriend_with_a_strapon_dick
Seriously hot story ?