Fridat Night Pt 2 Saturday morning - Sex Stories

Fridat Night Pt 2 Saturday morning

... screaming in a moment.” She then took Sara’s auburn hair in her fist and pulled her forwards. She directed Sara’s face between her legs. Lick it bitch no fingers. Get that tongue deep in me. She stepped back and slapped her across the face. “Stick out your tongue.” Sara did as she was told. “Good now tongue fuck me.” April pulled her over and thrust Sara’s face back into her cunt. After a moment she let her go and stepped back. “It wasn’t really doing much for me. “ She paused “being dom I mean. I was ready to cum when you bit my tits.” Sara got up off her knees. “So do you want to go again?” April looked down at her feet. “Yes please.” “Before I start do you have things you won’t do?” “No scars and I don’t want to end up pregnant.” “So pretty girl, you hit me pretty hard. How would you explain a black eye?” “I’d tell people what ever you told me to.” Sara stepped in then and took her by the throat and squeezed. “You are a fucking dirty bitch.” She let go of Aprils throat which she had been holding with her left hand and slapped her with her right. April stumbled slightly but didn’t fall. Sara then slapped upwards between the other girls legs hitting all the sensitive areas. April gasped then and I saw her eyes start to water. I was still lying on the bed getting increasingly turned watching these two. My cock was hardening as I watched Sara bite Aprils breast again and then pull and twist. Her other hand was between Aprils legs mostly frigging her but occasionally slapping. ...

... From the squelching noises I guess April was enjoying it. Sara if anything increased the speed of the hand frigging the girl. With her other she was seeing how far she could twist a nipple. April gave in and screamed in pain but as she did she came and this time she squirted across Sara’s hand down both their legs and onto the floor. Sara looked in astonishment for a moment then first slapped April then spat in her face. “You are a filthy little bitch aren’t you? Get on your knees. Lick my feet clean. Sara had her hand in April’s hair now guided her where to lick. “What are you?” She asked. “I’m a filthy bitch.” April mumbled. Sara pulled her head up and slapped her. “Louder. “ “I’m a filthy bitch.” She repeated louder. Sara then had her shout it. Her next instruction made April hesitate for a second and that got her some more slaps. “Open the curtains and the window. Shout it.” Once she’d received more slaps across her arse, tits and face she did as she was told. Sara then took her by the hair and marched her to the front door. I followed them down the stairs. April was shaking her head and crying now. “No, please no.” Almost tenderly Sara whispered in her ear. “Remember you safe word.” April paused and nodded then continued to say “No. “ She received a hard slap then. “I was only going to make you shout it but now you’re getting locked out.” Sara opened the front door and with her hand in Aprils hair marched her the three steps to the front gate. “Stay here until I let you ...