[mff] Giving a girl her first lesbian experience (and a little consensual non-con)

*If consensual non-con isn’t your thing, I’ve marked where that part begins so you can stop reading*

A few months ago, we posted another ad in the DC personals (shout out to /r/baltimoreanddcr4!) and on Fetlife, and although we got a few messages from couples and single men (as per usual), we also got one from a 22 year old girl whom we’ll call Emma. We actually didn’t think it would go anywhere because of how she described herself as straight but a little heteroflexible, that she was looking to do something fun and crazy before moving 1500 miles across the country for grad school, and because her FL profile was pretty bare. Would this be another potential partner who chickened out at the last minute? Eh, maybe, but she sounded fun, so we gave her a shot and met up for drinks on Saturday night.

After some light flirting through a threeway text message conversation, we traded pictures. Emma is about 5’5 and pretty petite. Small, round breasts, a really cute ass, and pale skin that juxtaposes her dark pixie cut. Big brown eyes and a few ear piercings, as well as one in her nose that she plans on removing before resuming school. Diana is maybe 5’4, and stacked. Like, bad at Tetris stacked. Dark brown hair hat falls past her shoulders, fair skin, a killer smile. I’m 5’10, 155 and covered in tattoos and chest hair. I do yoga, rock climb, and run a lot, so I have a pretty athletic body, something which Diana never tires of telling me. Dark brown hair that I keep shaved with one of the shortest settings on my trimmer, and a full beard a tiny bit longer.

We met at a bar near her place and we could tell she was nervous. We talked about school, shows we’d been to recently, the upcoming NFL playoff games, etc. After two rounds of drinks– beer for them, gin and tonic for me– I decided to push things forward a little bit. She was talking about a Fetlife date she had a couple weeks ago that fizzled out, so I took the opportunity to ask her about her profile. I joked about how bare it was and Diana, who picked up on what I was doing, asked what she was hiding. One of those journalism tips that often makes the rounds is to ask a question and let it sit there, making the other person speak first instead of adding onto it or breaking tension by saying something else. After a few moments, she gave us both looks and bit her lip before finally answering. “Well… I like a lot of bdsm-y things, you know, spanking, choking, light humiliation, orgasm denial…” and she trailed off again. Diana and I were both listening intently, smiling and urging her on with our eyes. She finished her beer and said, almost in a whisper, “And I’ve been fantasizing a lot about consensual non-consent. I only got to explore it once with a partner before we broke up, but I really loved it.”

Barely containing our excitement, we told her how hot her fantasy was, how we’ve explored a little bit of that on our own, and other fantasies that we’ve explored. At this point, I had my hand under the table, stroking her leg through her skinny jeans and describing some of our past experiences. She admitted that while she told us she was heteroflexible, that basically just meant that she had made out with a couple of girls while drunk and nothing had gone past that. I told her that we’d love to explore any of her fantasies with her and went over the safewords that Diana and I use, making sure she knew that she could stop us at any time and that consent to one thing was not consent to all of it, etc., etc. Diana suggested that we pay our tab and leave. Emma agreed and suggested her place, so we got an Uber there (which gave us all the opportunity to get a little handsy in the car) and she led us into her shared house. We got some water and went into her room, where much of her stuff was already in boxes.

——- **Where the sex starts** ——–

She put on some music while inviting Diana and I to sit on her bed, and then sort of awkwardly stood in front of us, looking like she had no idea what to do with her hands. I smiled and stood up, taking the water from her hand and setting it down before putting a hand on her side. I looked into her eyes and kissed her, softly at first, then more passionately, my other hand finding her waist and pulling her closer to me. She felt my chest through my henley and moaned a little bit as I bit her lip before pulling away. Diana was standing next to us at this point and I pushed Emma in her direction, watching them kiss as I squeezed Emma’s ass. She was practically panting by the time she pulled away from Diana, and, after pulling her hair back and kissing her neck, I whispered in her ear, “Why don’t you lie down for us?”

She did, still looking nervous, but very clearly excited. I wasted no time in lying next to her, holding her hands above her head and biting her ear lobe. Diana straddled one of her legs and put her hands on her waist, teasing up her blouse. I noticed, and said, “Let’s get this off of you, ok?” She nodded enthusiastically and helped pull it off, showing off her sky blue bra before unhooking that voluntarily. We complimented her lovely B-cups and Diana played with them gently while I kissed her some more. I knew she could feel my bulge pressing against her leg, and I finally felt her hand reach down to stroke it. I could feel her smile as her kissing got even more fervent, but I pulled back and tore her hand away, teasing, “Tsk tsk tsk, bad little girl…” Diana, who was kissing her neck at this point, volunteered to hold her arms down while I explored her breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples, sucking on them one by one.

I kissed down her sternum and over her belly button, my beard tickling her waistline as a hand dipped between her legs to feel the heat even through her jeans. Instead of going further, I sat up instead and, despite a frustrated groan, turned my attention to Diana. As she kissed Emma’s chest, I wrapped my arms around my girlfriend and squeezed her breasts, kissing the back of her neck and touching her exactly how I know she loves. I helped her out of her dress, leaving her just in leggings and underwear. The bra came off as well, and I saw Emma’s eyes as she stared at my girlfriend’s amazing chest. I took one of Emma’s hands and brought it to Diana’s breast as I pushed Diana to her side and encouraged Emma to turn over to face her. Meanwhile, I took off my longsleeve and the tank top beneath it, leaving me in just a pair of jeans.

I laid back down behind Emma as they made out and she was exploring Diana’s tits. I grinded my hardness against her ass a little, but began focusing on teasing her and rubbing her through her jeans. I teased my hands at the waistband of her jeans a few times, and I could feel her sucking in to give my hand space, but I was just toying with her. Finally, I unzipped the tiny zipper and unbuttoned them, sliding my hand inside. “Your panties are fucking soaked, Emma,” I told her in a taunting whisper. She nodded and only managed a quiet, “Yes, Sir,” in between sucking on Diana’s breasts. I stroked her pussy lips through the thin material of her underwear slowly and gently, feeling her body get more and more worked up. I knew she was becoming more and more distracted, especially when I began circling my fingers around her clit. “Oh god, oh god,” she kept repeating, and I knew she was close. Slipping my hand beneath her panties, I zeroed in on her clit and held her tightly, my hot breath invading her ear as I told her, “Cum for me, Emma… Cum on my hand like a good little girl…” I could hardly hear her response as she began quivering and her, “Yes, Sir,” turned into a loud moan that was quickly cut off by Diana’s fierce kiss.

She had told us that she was multi-orgasmic, but I stopped there, pulling my hand out and cleaning my fingers off loudly. I tore Diana away from her and kissed her deeply, sharing Emma’s taste and then looking down at the girl in question. Her face flushed, she looked up at us breathlessly. Before she could say anything, Diana said, “You taste so fucking good. Can I go down on you?” Emma smiled and said, “Oh my god yes PLEASE,” and so Diana pulled off her panties.

I wasn’t privy to an up close view of what Diana was doing, but I could see Emma’s priceless reactions to her first experience having a girl’s mouth between her legs. I was content to enjoy to show and help Emma along by playing with her breasts and kissing her some more, but her hands persisted in rubbing my cock through my pants, so I eventually let her take it out. I got to see her eyes light up as it sprung out of my boxer briefs, and she immediately grabbed it and began stroking. She was distracted, understandably, but she did her best to lick along the shaft and take my head into her mouth to taste the precum there. She may have gripped it a little too tightly as she shut her eyes tightly and squeaked out another orgasm, but I can forgive her for that! I was briefly forgotten as Diana kissed her way up Emma’s body, her face glistening with juices. They kissed deeply, but then Diana pushed me back on the bed and treated me to every man’s dream– a two girl blowjob.

They took turns taking my cock as far into their mouths as they could, looking me in the eyes and putting hands on my legs and stomach. Diana was between my legs facing me, but Emma was on her knees with her ass sticking out to my right, so I grabbed a palmful and gave it a good smack. She yelped and smiled at me and they made out over my tip as I rubbed her swollen pussy lips and even teased her asshole a little bit with my thumb. But it obviously wasn’t meant to last. Diana was working my cock in and out of her mouth while Emma was licking my balls and the bottom of my shaft when I warned that I was about to cum. Not much later, my cock began pulsing and shot several spurts of cum into her mouth. Emma gripped the base and gasped as she felt it throbbing, looking on intently as Diana’s mouth began filling with cum. Diana pulled off and Emma immediately kissed her, tongues exploring one another, before she leaned down and cleaned off my cock greedily.

We took a breather for a little bit, all had some water, but we were far from over. Diana was fully naked now (I don’t remember how), still playing with my now only half-hard cock while Emma was lying down with me, her hand playing with my chest hair and tracing the tattoos on my chest. “You know, Emma, I don’t think Diana has gotten to cum yet,” I said playfully. “Can you fuck her for me?” She asked, after a moment. I laughed softly and responded, “I will… but I think you should go down on her first.” Sensing her hesitation, I added, “I’ll show you what she likes… she tastes so fucking good…”

When she agreed, we switched spots, so Diana was lying down and Emma and I were both between her legs. I described in a soft voice how Diana loves having her inner thighs kissed and nibbled, how I like to do the same to her outer lips, which were already swollen and glistening. I kissed them gently, making out with them a little, and added how she likes having her pussy kissed delicately like that as a warm up (not that she needed to be warmed up any more at this point.) I let Emma do the same and asked her, looking Diana in the eyes, “Doesn’t she taste amazing?” Diana smiled at the compliment and Emma grunted her assent, her face coming away wet. I explained how Diana loves having her g spot rubbed while I slid a finger in and demonstrated as much, eliciting a few moans. I encouraged Emma to focus on her clit, pursing her lips around it and flicking her tongue back and forth at a steady pace. She followed my instructions while I added a second finger, curling them upwards and watching Diana intently. She was moaning and telling us how good it felt, but that quickly turned into biting the pillow and covering her mouth, and I knew she was about to come. I told Emma to keep at it, not to change the pace, and soon enough, I felt Diana’s pussy clench around my fingers and I knew she was cumming. Once it was over, I told Emma to ease up and eventual stop. I kissed her as soon as she did, tasting my girlfriend and moaning into Emma’s mouth.

I was hard again by this point, and I knew she could feel it. Her face was still glowing with pride at having eaten her first pussy and I asked, “Can I get a condom?” Her eyes widened and she nodded enthusiastically. I stood up and took my time, watching as they made out with each other and whispered a few things back and forth. Giggling, I heard Diana say, “Ask him. He’ll probably make you go over the safe words again.” Emma said, “I want you to… I want to pretend like I’m resisting, ok?” I smiled and said, “Diana was right. What are the safewords we discussed?” She went over them for me: Red is stop, yellow is slow down, pinch if you can’t talk, and snap your fingers if you can’t pinch.

—— **Where the non-con play starts** ——

I got on the bed with her and kissed her, asking if she was absolutely sure about this. She emphatically said yes, so I stood back up and put the condom on. “Diana, hold her down.” They wrestled for a little while, but Diana had her pinned down without my help, although she was still writhing quite a bit. I put my hand around her throat and slapped her across the face. “Listen here, you little slut. Your pussy is mine. I fucking own it. I’m going to fuck you as hard as I want, and there’s nothing you can do about it. Is that understood?” She opened her mouth to say something, but I slapped her again before she could get out a word. I helped myself to her body, pinching her nipples roughly and slapping her pussy, rubbing my wet fingers under her nose and taunting her about how wet she was.I turned her over to smack her ass, and Diana joined me, alternating between hard and light, switching up the rhythm and placement, making her squeal and writhe, but to no avail.

I roughly turned her over and wrenched her legs apart, holding them spread with my knees as Diana crawled behind her on the bed, breasts pressed against Emma’s back as she gripped her arms and did her best to hold them still. I wrenched her legs apart and held them like that with my knees as I slapped my cock against her pussy, each impact making her shiver. I finally looked her in the eyes and entered her, making her moan in unmistakable pleasure and igniting her resistance even more. I swung her ankles over my shoulders and bent her practically in half as I let her get accustomed to my cock. (There was a lot more dirty talk, but it feels trashy in retrospect so use your imaginations!)

Diana was holding her tightly and growling in her ear as I began thrusting in and out, a motion that quickly began making slapping noises. I started pounding into her in earnest, glad I had already cum once earlier in the night. She was incredibly tight, and I could feel her wetness running down my balls. I put my hand on her throat and kissed her roughly, biting her lip and giving her face another slap. She looked up at me, her moans getting louder and she kept cursing, “Fuck fuck fuck,” and I could tell she was about to cum. I looked at Diana, who was staring lustily at me, and grit my teeth as I felt her tighten up and cum. I was about to as well, but I managed to hold off until she had finished. I pulled out and turned her over, setting her up on her knees and forcing her face into Diana’s pussy. I pushed into Emma again, getting even deeper at this angle, and giving her ass a slap. My thumb toyed with her asshole as I slid in and out of her, letting her feel every inch of me. I gripped her hair tightly and pushed her face into Diana’s pussy, bending over to tell her to make Diana cum again. I kept myself buried deep, but held up on fucking her while she eagerly obeyed my command. Diana was playing with her own nipples and looking down at Emma, moaning as she got to work. I spanked her a few more times, pulled back and sank into her roughly occasionally, but mostly let her do her thing. I’d like to say that I’m an amazing teacher and a pussy-eating wizard, but it’s mostly just that Diana is easy to get off, so it wasn’t long before Diana gripped Emma’s head and came hard, her whole body shaking.

I began thrusting again, telling Emma what a good little girl she was and I’d cum deep inside of her as a reward (I was wearing a condom, but cumplay was another kink of hers we discussed). She protested, remembering our scene, but she was pretty tired by this point. Her knees gave way and we repositioned into more of a prone bone, where our bodies were flat against one another and I wrapped my arm around her throat. “Don’t lie, you want this… I know you do. I can feel you about to cum all over my cock again. You can’t fucking help yourself.”

“Yes, yes Sir,” she choked out as I let a little air in through her windpipe. I bit her ear lobe and said, “I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna make you my little cum slut…. ahh fuuuuuckkkk,” I groaned, my cock twitching as I came again. I felt her quickly follow suit, shivering and gripping my arm tightly. I held there and caught my breath before finally pulling out.

We took an extended break this time, watching some tv on her laptop and staying hydrated before trading oral a couple more times and leaving. If you’re reading this, I hope we gave you a good sendoff to Chicago!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/an1um6/mff_giving_a_girl_her_first_lesbian_experience