Loving Lesbianism (Celebrity Story)

To say that Karen was heart-broken was an understatement. She was more furious than anything. The man that she had come to love had sheltered her from the harsh reality of his unbecoming thoughts and the truth behind his long-standing opinions towards lesbians. Frankly, the seeds had been there from the beginning, but Karen had found herself completely and utterly blind-sided by the true breadth of his unseemly opinions. It all came to a head with a single tweet from him that utterly disgusted her beyond any belief. It read: ‘Fucking dykes ought to know their place. They can go fuck the uggos but leave the hot attractive girls to their betters.’

Seeing that her boyfriend had taken the time to write that out and post it online shattered her, but mainly it made her angry. She had neglected to tell him that she was bisexual, purely out of not thinking it was necessary. It seemed to her that it wouldn’t be a problem in a relationship and would likely inspire fantasies if anything. Yet, she was wrong it seems. Amidst the anger and frustration, Karen’s innate desire to do… something built up. Unable to simply mull in her own thoughts and fury, she found herself desperate to act In some capacity. He first thought was to dump her boyfriend, but whilst she had no desire to remain in a relationship with him, she thought that would be too hasty. Those words he had written had really gotten under her skin, to the point that she felt vindictive towards the man who could be so disgusting with his opinions of women simply living their lives. And so, she decided that If she was going to dump him, it would be done with a bang. Quite literally.

A few days of scheming and it was all in place. They ordered dinner, drank wine, and Karen feigned the intimacy that they had so often shared. Pretending the wine had kindled a perversity in her, she plucked from a bag a blindfold. Immediately, the scintillating eroticism claimed her boyfriend, rendering him putty in her hands. Stripping him steadily naked, she placed him on a chair, sliding the blindfold over his eyes as his boxers began to tighten. Wearing nothing but his underwear, Karen withdrew a length of rope, threading it around his wrists and into the arms and legs of the chair, ensuring that he and the wooden chair (an ironic emotional counterpart) were one and the same. It was at this point, she went to the back-door, pulling it open and inviting her true lover into the house. Making her way back to her boyfriend, Karen grabbed a ball gag and forced it into his mouth, fastening it around his head and reducing his confused outburst to a stifled and gagged yelp. Peeling away the blindfold, Karen smirked as she playfully stretched it between her hands.

“I would say I’m sorry about the deception, but I’m really not. I had planned to surprise you with a fun night of kinky sex, but it’s come to my attention that my plan for an erotic threesome would in fact be a torturous experience for you… After all, the prospect of two beautiful women having sex together is utterly abhorrent to you, isn’t it? You wouldn’t possibly want to partake in something as disgusting as that, right?” Karen stared, her eyes seething with anger as her boyfriend struggled against his bonds, his pleading words of regret muffled by the bulb of plastic lodged in his mouth. Not knowing what had brought this about, his heart sank as the third person in the house stepped out from behind the corridor, a salaciously provocative smile on her lips.

“Us dykes should stick to uggos, shouldn’t we?” Cara purred, her slender legs drawing the man’s attention, her coquettish smile flirting with the line between sexy and playful. Stepping up beside, Karen, Cara curled a hand around Karen’s waist, sliding her fingers inside the front of the woman’s shorts, the very tips of her fingers playing with the lacy fringes of the redhead’s panties. The look on Karen’s boyfriend’s face was plain as day. Desperately trying to explain himself so as to not lose out on the night of immensely perverse possibilities he could have savoured; he found his words to fall on deaf ears. Even if he could articulate himself, it would have all been in vain.

“As such, we don’t want to compromise your moral compass by having you associate with anything remotely lesbian. So, we’ll leave you to take care of yourself whilst we… keep all the disgusting lesbian filth on this side of the room,” Karen grinned, turning towards Cara, her lips curling into an arousal driven smile. The hand that was in Karen’s shorts curled around to Karen’s ass, with Cara bringing her other hand inside the denim fabric to cup and grope at her juicy cheeks.

Without hesitation, both Karen and Cara lunged at each other, revealing the raw, carnal desire that fuelled them both. The intense passion and erotic lust that drove them wasn’t purely physical. Whilst both of them found the other immensely attractive and could easily lose themselves amidst the mere fantasy of having the other’s body completely at their disposal, the heated passion behind their lips bore a perverse sense of vindictiveness. They weren’t simply fucking for pleasure, but to prove a point. There was a kinky sense of arousal about using their sexuality to torment someone. To punish them. It made every brush of their fingers acutely pleasurable as even wrapping their arms around one another was enough to bring about a suggestively that would taunt the restrained man at the other-side of the room. All those layers meant that the two women could barely keep their hands off one another and as soon as the initial conversation ended, it was passion, lust and sexual desire that claimed every facet of their being and drove them wild for the sexual reprieve of an intense lesbian fuck.

Their lips met first, forgoing the first furtive kisses and leaping straight to ravenous snogs that Karen hadn’t even shared with her boyfriend. Their tongues curled and lapped against one another, plunging deep into their throats, weaving together as their hands grow animated. It took very little time for the two of them to begin stripping the other naked, their hands pulling at what fabric they could and tugging it sharply away from their bodies, casually tearing it if they had to. Eventually, as their moans grew louder, their tongues restless, the two of them dropped the parts of their clothing that were restricting further access. Cara discarded her bra and panties, revealing her lithe athletic figure. Her lightly toned legs curved up towards a pert ass, her cheeks gently bouncing but largely holding their place. Her folds were neatly shaven bare, with the woman knowing full well the benefit of a naked pussy when it came to lesbian love-making. Her breasts were small handfuls, with the tiniest pink nipples capping of each lightly tanned mound. Karen was much fuller, with her figure being somewhat athletic, yet retaining the ample juiciness that made her all the more attractive. Her tits bounced softly as she stepped back and forth, with her ass forming that perfect delectable heart-shape, her cheeks bouncing and gently bunching with her long fluid strides. The two made a heavenly pair, with Karen’s pussy being lined with a thin trail of redhead, a gorgeous sight to say the least. With only her tank-top loosely clinging to her body, Karen returned to Cara, their lips meeting with heated intensity.

Their kiss became all the more sumptuous with their newfound nudity. The tightness of their bodies being pressed together created a delicious sight. Their breasts squeezing into one another, with Karen’s larger and plump tits overwhelming and smothering Cara’s petite titties. Their lips once again battled, pulling away from each other so that they could flick their tongues together in an open display of their wild intimacy, all before resuming their snogging. Karen’s hands sank into Cara’s pert ass, squeezing and fondling the tight form of her bum. It was a delectable ass to grope, with just enough pull and bounce to keep her hands busy, whilst always bouncing right back into those perfect handfuls. Cara was more direct with her intentions. Darting past Karen’s breasts and ass, she went right for the main event, even turning herself slightly to give Karen’s boyfriend a perfect view of her slender fingers teasing Karen’s folds. Their lips pulled away as they looked at him, squirming at the sight. He was blindfolded, so it was impossible to tell if it was out of disgust of sorrowful regret. However, the way his eyes watched their bodies betrayed him. Not to mention his raging cock standing somewhat prominently in his boxers.

The two girls had planned this and knew exactly what they were going to do. Karen slipped down onto a nearby chair, allowing Cara to clamber behind her. Leaning back, Karen spread her legs, lifting them into the air as she pushed her cunt forwards, making sure her boyfriend could see the intimate details of each fold and crease of her pussy. Making a show of it, Cara hooked an arm around Karen’s leg to support her before she dipped three fingers into her own mouth, extending them as far down her throat as possible, lathering them in spit. Karen was dripping wet, with her arousal having built from the moment that their bodies touched, however, she could see the utter disappointment in the man’s eyes. Seeing Cara dipping her fingers into her throat without so much as a splutter meant he had truly missed a scintillating opportunity. Relishing that frustration, Cara pumped her fingers back and forth, lightly finger-fucking her own throat, mimicking the movements of a thick cock, all before plucking her fingers from her mouth, a strand of spittle connecting her supple lips to her slickened digits. Moaning happily, she lowered those fingers along Karen’s stomach, a light drizzle of saliva marking the trail. Inching them lower and lower, she brought them in line with the redhead’s cunt, watching as Karen stared her boyfriend down with intensity.

Without missing a beat, Cara plunged those three fingers deep into Karen’s pussy, hooking them inside her folds and burying them right up to the hilt. The moan of pleasure that came from Karen was pure unrequited pleasure, her eyes rolling back as she melted into the tender fingers of her lover, allowing her pussy to relax and welcome those slender digits deep inside of them. Moaning happily, her look of fury towards her boyfriend turned to one passion and pleasure as she turned to Cara, encouraging her to use those fingers to delight and dance across her pussy. It didn’t take much to prompt Cara to begin working those fingers in and out of Karen’s dripping wet pussy, plunging them back and forth, allowing Karen to writhe and rut against her body, lightly twitching her pussy forwards, wanting to be impaled harder. Cradling Karen’s body against her own, Cara showed just how talented she could be when it came to her fingers, building a slow and intimate rhythm, lightly driving her digits into Karen’s depths, all the while twisting them in a rhythm, ensuring that not only was Karen filled, but that her sensitive insides were delighting in the ever changing friction of her fingers movements. Breathing softly into Karen’s ear, Cara buried her lips in the redhead’s neck, biting and nibbling at her flesh, making as plain an intimate gesture as she could, only ever flashing her eyes towards the restrained man to ensure that he was watching her as she made sweet and passionate love to his girlfriend. It was rare for two women to cuck a man, but she was enjoying every moment of it regardless. Not to mention the clutching pull of Karen’s pussy, drawing her in, begging to be toyed and played with. If only they had done this at Cara’s house; she wouldn’t have had to restrict herself to the toys she could fit into a single back-pack.

“More… Go… go further…” Karen moaned softly, almost begging Cara. The blonde knew what Karen wanted. Whilst it had been a while since they had fucked, she remembered the redhead as one of the more perverse and salacious experiences she had. Pumping her fingers back and forth, Cara made sure that Karen was utterly enveloped in the pleasure of her digits before pulling one finger from Karen’s pussy and plunging it towards Karen’s asshole. The gasp of pleasure that escaped the redhead’s lips was one of genuine perverse delight. Not only did she have a proclivity for a finger in her ass, she also made a point to deny any form of anal from her boyfriend, meaning that he was undoubtedly stewing even further in his situation as he watched her tight, puckered hole get teased and finger-fucked to such a pleasant reaction. Admittedly, this was hardly the best position to finger someone in. Nor was it prudent to finger both of Karen’s holes with a single hand, however, Cara did her best to build a satisfying rhythm, focusing on driving her fingers as deep and as consistently as possible. It helped that both of Karen’s holes were practically begging to be fingered harder and deeper. Both of them spasmed and convulsed, clenching in such a manner that only served to draw the digits deeper inside. Making use of her body’s desire to get fingered, Cara built a delicious rhythm, one that seemed to capitalise on Karen’s tendency to be as audible as possible when it came to sex.

“I think your boyfriend might not only be a dick, but a lying dick as well. Look how hard he is… Watching two girls fuck…” Cara purred in Karen’s ear, moaning as her own pussy began to tingle and throb, begging to be touched.

“It’s kind of pathetic, isn’t it? I wonder what the world would think if they knew he jeopardised a threesome with the two of us over a few likes on twitter,” Karen smirked, licking her lips as she turned to look at Cara, feeling the blonde’s breasts squeezing against her shoulders.

“I’d think he did on purpose. No one would be that stupid,” Cara giggled, their lips meeting in a sumptuous and delicious embrace. Slowly, Cara pulled her fingers out of Karen, bringing the two digits that were in her pussy up towards their lips. Both she and Karen took one finger each, licking and suckling on it, tasting the redhead’s delicious pussy, savouring the sweet nectar of her delectable cunt, making a show of their lavish and lustful moans, “Still, enough show and tell. We’re here to fuck, not put on a performance.”

“Agreed,” Karen smirked, sliding out of the chair and moving over to the sofa, the restrained man’s eyes following them as they went. Draping herself onto the sofa, Cara looked up at Karen with a sultry, promiscuous smirk. Without further ceremony, Karen turned away from the blonde and straddled her face, planting her knees either side of Cara’s face. The angle that they were at meant that her boyfriend was given a direct and plain view of not only Karen’s slick pussy and round, juicy arse, but also of Cara’s face buried between her folds. The intricate subtle movements of Cara’s tongue were proudly presented as she planned to make every effort to show the man just how pleasurable a woman’s tongue could be. Karen stayed upright for all of a moment, before laying herself over Cara’s body, pressing their bodies tightly together, ensuring that every stretch of skin between their breasts and crotches was sandwiched together in some capacity. Eager to return the favour of Cara’s talented fingers, Karen brought her lips towards Cara’s pussy. A little disappointed that they didn’t go the other way around, Karen felt there was a missed opportunity In showing her boyfriend how much his darling Karen adored eating pussy. There was perverse erotic karma to that sort of gesture, however, she had no doubt that Cara would make sure his cock was twitching in regret for as long as they remained tightly threaded together in this perverse position.

As soon as they were in position, the two women let loose. Cara’s arms wrapped around Karen’s hips, pulling the redhead firmly downwards, smothering herself amidst the slick wetness of the woman’s flesh. Her tongue instantly lunged inside of Karen’s pussy, delving deeper into the hole that her fingers had so passionately explored, As soon as her tongue was exploring, Cara felt moans bubble up within her, with Karen being swift to return the pleasure with equal intensity. Leaning forwards, Karen ran her tongue along Cara’s neatly shaven slit, sliding her fingers in amidst the multitude of folds that made up her delectable pussy. Bit by bit, she combed through every crease of her slit, peeling her folds apart to allow further access to the depths of her clutching hole. Working diligently and fighting her own desire to succumb to the pleasure building between her thighs, Karen did everything she could to bring Cara up to speed when it came to both their orgasms. Playing catch up, Karen was quick to slip a finger inside of Cara’s pussy, sinking it as deep as possible whilst her other hand ran circles across the engorged bead of pure sensitivity that was Cara’s clit. The combination of three pleasure pulsating along her pussy made for an intensely orgasmic experience, slowly pushing the blonde towards that blissful precipice. Not wanting to be outdone herself, Cara kept Karen’s pussy pinned against her face, smothering her lips and nose amidst the seemingly endless folds of arousal drenched flesh. As talented as her tongue was, there was one lingering weapon she had at her disposal, one that she used at a tactful moment. As Karen’s moans were building, the sounds of her pleasure being muffled amidst Cara’s pussy, Cara brought one of her fingers into place against the redhead’s asshole.

Plunging the finger deep inside of Karen, Cara managed to elicit a deep growl of pleasure. Curling the digit back and forth, she began to stretch the redhead’s asshole as she worked her tongue back and forth, easing along the woman’s folds towards her clit. Capturing her clit in her mouth, Cara flicked it back and forth with her tongue, amplifying the waves of pleasure that were cascading across her pussy. It took a moment for Karen to adjust, with her tongue and fingers momentarily falling motionless. A few moments later she was renewed with a vigour. The impending nature of her orgasm spurred her onto bring Cara into range of cumming as well. A second finger entered Cara’s pussy alongside the first, which was in turn followed by a third, all the while her tongue was roaming rapidly back and forth, allowing arousal to smear across her lips and cheeks as her other hand quickened its massage of the blonde’s clit. The more pleasure Cara poured into her, the more she returned the favour, right up until the moment Cara plunged that final wave of pleasure into Karen’s body and brought her shivering towards an orgasm. Moaning loudly, Karen began to buck her hips, driving her pussy back and forth, writhing in the unmistakable manner. Her boyfriend knew this was her orgasm and knew that it was nothing short of intense. Feeling that tightness enveloping her tongue and fingers, Cara relented to her own orgasm, pulling her lips away from Karen’s pussy so as to vocalise the pure intensity of her moans. Sandwiched together, the two women felt every subtle shake and quiver of the other, sharing in the ecstasy of their orgasms before falling limp against one another. A minute passed before Karen rolled to the side and slumped onto the floor, the pleasure-haze completely clouded the initial reasoning behind this flagrant display. However, the muffled sounds of her boyfriend’s struggles reminded her, and a perverse smile curled across her lips.

“Shall we move on, Cara?” Karen smirked, watching the blonde’s eyes light up. Immediately, the exhaustion that had completely consumed Cara melted away as she raced towards her back-pack, rummaging around inside of it.

“You know what’s good about a lesbian? Cara grinned, plucking from the bag a large, ten-inch, black strapon. Holding It up, she steadily advanced on the restrained man. Dropping to her knees in front of him, she pulled his boxers aside and allowed his five-inch cock to burst free. Holding the thick plastic length against his cock, she looked at him with a look of disappointment,” “You can choose how big the strapon is. Which means you can fall in love and not have to worry about certain… inadequacies…”

“I agree. But you know… sex like this requires a bed. And I think we’ve offended him by doing all of this in front of him. Why don’t we go have fun and ensure that he stays as far away from us filthy lesbians as possible,” Karen purred, grabbing the strapon and making a show of slipping it over her legs and pulling it steadily upwards. Smirking, Cara made sure to stow his cock back inside the tight, unbearable confines of his boxers, before taking Karen’s hand and sauntering slowly towards the bedroom. The joyous part was that this was his bed they were going to go fuck in. As Karen let the door of the bedroom swing shut, she poked her head and called into the next room, “And yes, you can consider this a break-up!”

CREDITS:

Karen Gillan and Cara Delevigne Lesbian Fake: Inspector Uvula (Fake found in an assorted collection. Unknown where the faker regularly posts)