I hit a girl, I liked it [FFM] [amateur BDSM]

If you are anything like me and sometimes like to skip straight to the part about the sex, I’ve marked where it starts **in bold**.

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This is a story about my grad school colleague and longtime rival [Grace](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/50x05k/fucked_my_grad_school_colleague_and_long_time/). For those who haven’t read my previous posts, I’m brunette, 5’10”, wear a UK size 8, have a big, round, high ass and average sized, perky tits with pierced nipples. James is blonde, 6’3, thin and muscular, heavily tattooed and has a top knot and a beard. Grace is blonde, skinny, around 5’7”, has short hair with an undercut and facial piercings.

James suggested to Grace that she come over and see us last Sunday afternoon. She arrived wearing a baggy black muscle tee, high-waisted black skinny jeans and doc martens. We acted like friends and not lovers, hugging briefly, kissing on the cheek. I wondered whether the other night was a one off, whether she just wanted to be friends.

James poured each of us a glass of wine and brought out a platter of olives, cheese, strawberries and bread. We drank the wine, ate, and decided to play Jenga, which was still spead out all over our coffee table from our night with [Travis and Bethany]( https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4zysvj/first_foursome_mffm_long/). Our set of Jenga blocks have drinking game rules written on them. Everyone takes turns pulling out a block, and you have to follow the rule written on it. If you knock the tower over, you have to finish your drink.

Turn by turn, the rules got harder and the game got more intense. I had to remove and replace blocks with my eyes closed. No one was allowed to make eye contact, if you did by accident, you had to drink. No one was allowed to use names or answer anyone’s questions. Between the three of us, we managed to finish three bottles of wine.

I knocked the Jenga tower over, it was the end of the round, and James got up to get more wine. Although I was still unsure of what she wanted, full of liquid courage, I moved to sit closer to Grace, put my arms around her and nuzzled into her. Her bright blue eyes lit up as she smiled at me.

I don’t know who leaned in to kiss who, it just happened. We were eating each other’s faces. I felt my crotch tingling and becoming soaking wet. James came back into the room, sat on Grace’s other side, and they kissed. I pulled across the low-cut sleeve of her muscle tee to reveal a black lace bralette. I pulled it out of the way to gently bite her left nipple. Without a word exchanged between us, all three of us got up and headed to the bedroom.

**Sexy things begin here:**

I stripped off, revealing a pink velvet lingerie set I had picked out earlier just in case I got lucky. The bra is just a frame with a silver O-ring, leaving my breasts completely exposed. The knickers are high waisted bloomers. Grace told me they looked amazing.

I knew Grace enjoyed being submissive, and although I had very limited experience with BDSM, I knew I felt adventurous. I made a decision to try to let go of all my inhibitions and to be assertive. I pushed her onto the bed, kneeled on her chest, and reached into the bedside draw for an unopened roll of black bondage tape. I had bought it with the intention of using it with James, but we had never gotten around to it. James helped me hold Grace down as I taped her wrists tightly together and then taped them to the bed head. I wrapped more tape around her eyes to blindfold her. I had her pull as hard as she could against the tape to ensure she couldn’t free herself.

I crawled down between Grace’s legs as James climbed up to straddle her face. He face fucked her as I slowly ran my tongue along her inner thighs, working my way tentatively closer to her clit. I used my tongue to make long, broad strokes over her clit that I gradually quickened. I heard her moaning through her full mouth. I pushed a finger in her, then two. I plunged my fingers into her fast and hard, ramming her g-spot. A few minutes of this, and she subsided to a tremendous orgasm that made her kick her feet up in the air, thrust her pelvis into my face and scream.

At some point during this process, James had climbed off her face and had come to kneel next to me. He pushed his cock towards her pussy. I removed my fingers and guided the very tip of him into her, then withdrew it. They both gasped. I repeated this process several times, allowing him to go a little deeper with each thrust. I let go, and he began pounding her hard. He lifted one of her legs and wrapped it around his shoulders, exposing her ass cheek, and began to spank her.

I put a hand around her throat and applied some pressure, which she responded to with some soft little whimpers. I told her to tell me when it was getting too much, then slowly increased the pressure around her throat, leaning my weight into her. “Stop there, that’s good,” she moaned, “You can hit me”.
“Hit you? Like, your face?”
“Yeah,” she cried out.

If you had told me a year ago that I would hit someone during sex, I wouldn’t have believed you. Frankly, I’m still shocked at myself, but I would have done anything for Grace in that moment. With my left hand still tight around her throat, I slapped her fast and hard across her left cheek. She cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain as I hit her. I kissed her hard, tugged at her lip piercing with my teeth, then hit her again. And again.

As I got braver, I hit her harder. She tugged violently against her restraints and whined and squealed. My pussy was absolutely throbbing at this stage, I had soaked through my panties and thought I was going to come just looking at the scene in front of me.

Without removing his cock from her pussy, James grabbed hold of Grace and maneuvered her onto her stomach, pushing her up onto her knees so her round, firm ass stuck up in the air. As he fucked her, I could see her pink, hairless asshole twitching. I leaned down and licked the edge of it, then plunged my tongue in. Grace moaned in encouragement. I was taken aback by myself, unable to believe I was actually tongue fucking someone’s ass.

I dipped my fingers into a jar of coconut oil and pushed a finger into her ass, using the other fingers on my hand to feel James’s cock sliding in and out of her. I used my other hand to continue to slap her face. I pushed a second finger in, she kind of began to moan but then it turned into a cry of pain and she gasped, “Alisa, a bit less,” so I removed it. I felt her ass contract around my fingers as she came. Shortly afterwards, James shot his load inside her. He was fucking her bareback, so I saw his come oozing back out of her as he withdrew his still throbbing cock.

Afterwards, we all cuddled and watched a movie, then all slept in the same bed. When we woke up, Grace had red welts across her face. She commented on them with a mixture of pride and concern; she had to teach that day and was joking about how all her students think she’s a model citizen. Luckily, make-up is a hobby of mine, so I told her I’d sort her out after breakfast.

I made us all coffee and toast naked. James and Grace watched me from the bedroom, giggling to each other and commenting on my ass or pussy every time I reached up to a cupboard or bent over to get something. I slipped on a pair of black cotton lace trimmed panties and brought us all breakfast in bed. We showered and got dressed. I loaned Grace a clean t-shirt, and expertly covered the red welts on her face with some Urban Decay concealer and a beauty blender. It took a few layers of make-up, but by the time I was done, you couldn’t see them. I was excited by the idea of having to hide what I had done to her, knowing she would sit in class with those welts still on her face, hidden from view.

I drove Grace to uni with me. We held hands pretty much the entire drive, gently stroking each other’s hands with our fingers. I rubbed her thigh. We pulled into the car park. It was early, there were other parked cars, but there was no one around as far as I could see. I caressed her face, pulled her into me and we shared a passionate kiss before getting out of the car. We got a morning coffee together, and waited for it while flashing each other affectionate smiles.

Currently, Grace and I go for coffee every day at uni. As we walk back from the café, it has become routine for us to walk into the toilets together, lock ourselves in a stall and vigorously make out, suck on each other’s nipples and run our hands all over each other’s bodies. I plunge my hand down the front of her jeans and rub her clit through her knickers. She tries to stifle her moans as we hear the comings and goings of our straight-laced, conservative class mates, who I am almost certain don’t realize sex can be anything beyond 10 minutes of M/F missionary with the lights out. I get off on thinking about what they would think if they found out. I love sending her back to her office with bright red, flushed cheeks and a big smile on her face.

Grace has two close friends at uni and I think they figure something is going on since we went from never speaking to suddenly hanging out with each other every day. They walk past me in the hallway and give me knowing looks. They ask her about bruises I leave on her and she just giggles and says nothing (she tells me she enjoys the attention and wears them with pride). She has told me that one of them in particular has a huge crush on me and is extremely jealous. The whole scenario has me so aroused all the time.

She’s on her way over now. This plug is getting comfortable, it might be time for me to replace it with the next size up. While I do that, go ahead and tell me what you think of this story, send me inboxes, indulge my exhibitionist tendencies.

Until next time,

Alisa

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