[FF] I (26f) got fucked in a sundress until I squirted

FIRST BIT IS SOME EXPOSITION STUFF AND MY RAMBLING SO I SPOILERED IT TO MAKE IT EASIER TO SKIP.

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>!I was raised in an early American sex-cult gone corporate (Mormonism) and as a result I was never allowed to dress how I wanted when I was a kid. All the other girls were wearing sundresses and short shorts and I was walking around in jeans and crewneck t-shirts to “not tempt the boys” or whatever. Best case scenario, I could wear knee-length shorts, but since I am a woman and not a 75 year old man fishing in Florida I opted to not do this. Not to say I’m bitter, but fuck me I’d have killed to wear cooler clothes. I’m from AZ originally, and wearing MoDeSt AnD pUrE cLoThInG really was just an invitation to heat stroke. After I left the church, I still had a lot of hangups around wearing revealing clothes. They teach that it’s not just revealing, but that it’s immoral, a sin, and they really really push it into you. !<

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>!HOWEVER, since coming out, I’ve been feeling a bit more adventurous. I have a girlfriend who I am absolutely head-over-heels for and I know she likes to see my ass and cleavage at times. (To her credit, my ass is immaculate). When we met and I was being the stereotypical useless bottom, I wore baggy jeans and long beach skirts and it hid my assets really well, so she lost her mind the first time she saw me without pants, and it felt SO NICE to have someone appreciate my body like that. Mormonism and internalized homophobia kinda made me hate my body and so seeing someone actually like it was like whaaaaaat. Anyways, I’ve been dressing a little sluttier since I started dating her 18 months ago. She says it’s not slutty and I’m “dressing like a normal person” but in my book letting someone see more than an inch above my knee is promiscuous and I’m taking baby steps goddammit!!<

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Me and my girlfriend have been together now for 18 months, and we have a sort of light BDSM-dynamic (she’s the domme, I’m the sub) we engage in sometimes. Yesterday was a lawng day for me, and we had plans when it was all done to just chill. I had to get up at 6 so I could be ready to get picked up for work at 6:45 so I could get to work at 9:30 because yesterday was the day we had to go do some trainings in a little rural juvenile outdoor center (I’m studying social work and my first placement through school has me as a sort of wannabe park ranger/therapist). After we were all done, my girlfriend picked me up at our usual little pickup spot. We had planned to take edibles, watch national treasure, and cuddle all night, but since we were taking edibles, we wanted snacks, so we went to Wal Mart and I saw the *cutest* little black sundress. It had flowers on it, and I’m a whore for the outdoors, so I beggggggged to throw it in the cart and she rolled her eyes, kissed my cheek, and grabbed it. I tried it on as soon as we got home and it was VERY flattering. It was simple, comfortable, cute, and it made my legs look great.

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I showed it off for her and when I did my little twirl it was short enough it exposed myself to her a little bit. She spent some time just touching me, grabbing me, holding me, and kissing me, and then *BAM* the edible hit and I was rendered useless. We watched National Treasure, I lusted after Nick Cage, and we fell asleep. This morning, she was still feeling frisky. I had taken off the dress once the weed hit so I could be warm, but I saw the way she was looking at my ass in my PJs when I got up and decided to throw caution to the wind and put on my new dress. If it was a turn-on last night, why not now, right?

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Well, to make things quick – it worked! I was able to seduce her pretty easily with the dress on – a couple of twirls, a comment about not wearing any underwear, some meaningful glances, and a neat bend over while I was taking the laundry out of the hamper and onto the bed, and she was ready to go. I saw the look in her eye as she moved closer to me and tossed onto the pile of freshly done laundry on top of the bed. I knew that what happened after that was going to be primal. Normally, she likes taking clothes off of me herself, but today she couldn’t be bothered and neither could I. As soon as I hit the bed she was on top of me. She had lustily buried her face in my neck, kissing and biting me all around my neck, earlobes, and collar bone.

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She told me she’d been wanted to do this to me for a week, but we’d both been so busy it had been difficult to find the time. Now that we had the time, she told me she intended to take advantage of it *and* me. She stood back up to strip naked, and turned around to throw her shirt on the ground, letting me see her strong back. After that, she straddled me (I was so ready for her at that point I literally fucking whimpered when she straddled me, I’m just straight-up pathetic.) She worked some hands under me, then flipped us both to our sides, allowing me easy access to both of her VERY soft and VERY pale breasts – I couldn’t hold myself back, and I told her I was going to suck on them until I couldn’t anymore. She asked if I wanted her to be Goddess (one of her BDSM titles) and I said yes. She sat up, and told me to get on my knees on the side of the bed. Once I was on my knees, she pulled my sundress down to expose my breasts, and positioned herself so that I could still suck on her nipples. On my knees, just like how I used to pray, I sucked on her nipples and caressed her soft skin as she rubbed her clit. The harder she moaned, the harder I sucked, and finally it reached a crescendo when she grabbed the back of my head and shoved it down towards her pussy. She told me to clean up the mess I made, and that’s when I realized she was soaked. I went to town on her pussy, eating her out until she finished.

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She didn’t even hesitate a moment to grab a fistful of my hair and pull me onto the bed. She moved to tear off my sundress, but stopped herself, instead lifting it up to expose myself to her. Hearing her moan, tasting her skin, and feeling her being so rough with me had gotten me pretty worked up myself. She massaged my clit with her thumb for a moment before sliding a finger into me, making slow, delicate motions with her fingertip inside of me. She leaned close to me and whispered, “A good Goddess takes care of her worshipers, baby, you just tell me how.”

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We have a strap-on, but we almost never use it. To be honest, between her fingers and tongue it’s not like it’s needed, but today I wanted to feel full. “Can we use the strap?”

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“Yeah, why don’t you go over and pick out which dildo you want me to use with it?”

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I rolled out of bed, crawled awkwardly (sundress was still on) towards the toy drawer, and grabbed the longest dildo we had – about 10 inches, although once it was in the harness it would effectively be closer to 8.5. As she was fitting the harness on, I took our wrist cuffs and tied one myself, using her help to get the last one tight around my wrist. I stood up to step out of my dress. She stopped me.

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“It’s stayed on so far, why not finish breaking it in?”

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I nodded, and she continued. “I hope you didn’t want to wear that later, baby.”

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Not another word was spoken as we readied ourselves. She applied lube to the strap while I put a pillow underneath me, and a towel on top of that. Once we were ready, she entered me. The feeling of fullness was exactly what I had needed – I felt the dildo moving further inside me as she began to thrust slowly, occasionally pulling it out and inserting it again to give me that rush from being penetrated. I started moving my hips along with it, and she started picking up speed, pushing the full length of the dildo in as far as it would go – I could feel myself reaching my limit for depth, and let out a little whimper with each thrust as she built speed. I had been craving her all week, fantasizing about this exact scenario all week, and now that it was finally happening, my hands cuffed above my head, by girlfriend on top of me, the stroke of the strap-on filling me up and putting pressure on my most sensitive spots, I could feel the orgasm coming fast. Seeing my face, she grabbed the vibrator from under the bed, turned in on, and pressed it against my now throbbing clit. That was what it took, and my brain just went white – I wasn’t just climaxing, I was having the sort of primal orgasm that only desperation and need can give, and I was not quiet about it.

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“Oh fuck, oh fuck, Ok, oh my God, please please please *pleasepleasepleasepleaseplEASEPLEASE*,” I was almost crying I needed it so bad. I had turned into more than just a needy bottom, I was fully immersed in subspace – I was just a fucking toy for her, a slut, a worshiper who lived to serve her Goddess, and I *loved* it. I couldn’t get enough of it.

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“Fucking grab my tits, baby!” She responded immediately, grabbing onto my breasts and massaging them. I begged for her to go harder, to use my fully submitted body as a toy, to be as rough with me as she wanted, to abuse my tits, and to break me. Finally, she lifted one of my legs over her shoulder, pinching my nipples and squeezing my tits hard as she fucked me harder and deeper than she had before. I started moaning, not quiet, delicate moans – these moans were bordering on aggressive, unstoppable by me or anyone else as they communicated to her the pleasure I was receiving from being her private fucktoy in a way that words could not, and then it happened.

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For a moment it felt almost like a warm, gentle pressure from just behind my g-spot, and then I squirted. I’ve squirted before, but never this much, and never while filled with such intense need. My muscles were spasming at the intensity of it, and my abs clenched so hard I could barely make a sound. It hit as slowly and deliberately as it had come, and it didn’t go away. For nearly 60 seconds after the orgasm started I was stuck in a breathless whine as she continued to fuck me hard and deep, vibrator on my clit, squeezing my tits with one hand and steadying herself with the other. My legs started to quake from the intensity, and my abs were clenched so tight I thought they were going to cramp, but I had become mindless, and didn’t have the words to tell her to stop. She began to slow down, which made it easier to breathe.

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She let my leg back down and began to make her thrusts with the dildo slower and less powerful. After another 60 seconds, she finally stopped altogether, turned off the vibrator, and let her weight rest on top of me. She kept the dildo inside as she rested on me and caught her breath. She talked to me the whole time, asking me if I was OK and if I had finished. I could only whine out something vaguely akin to an uh-huh, and she waited until I had regained my ability to speak before she asked if she could pull out. I nodded, and lay twitching as I felt the strap-on pull out.

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It took a while before I was able to think straight, and even longer before I could adjust myself in bed. The dress was soaked in my fluids, and Goddess helped me take it off and put it in the hamper to wash quickly. After a few minutes of cuddling I was able to talk to her about how great everything felt, and she relaxed a little, since she was worried the dildo I had picked was too big. We ended up cuddling for almost an hour before I got out of bed to shower, and I’ve been glowing ever since. I know she’s too tired to do it again, at least for today, but I’m definitely going to be spending some time tonight just touching myself as I think about it. I’m just watching her sleep right now and it’s amazing how in love and in awe I feel at this exact moment.

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ALSO: A few hours later I went outside to go for a little walk and one of my Mormon neighbors was looking at me funny. Idk if he heard us going at it earlier, but he was having a hard time making eye contact and he’s usually so nice since his dogs love me.

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