These Girls Like Their Sex Rough and Nasty

Many people think of lesbians or bisexual women as sweet, soft, and gentle lovers. And some of them are—but not me and my girlfriend, Lucy. We are as kinky as anyone else, and rarely indulge in strictly vanilla sex. Sure, we have oral and anal sex, and like a good finger-fucking, but most of our sex is accompanied by a side of sweet pain and/or submission.

Lucy and I met at an all-women play party, and when I saw her tied up and getting hot wax dripped on her nipples by a butch dyke, I was immediately intrigued by her. There were other women there who were doing kinky things, but Lucy had something about her that drew me in. She had curly brown hair and ultra-red lips, and she was squirming so sensually within her snug-fitting bonds that I had to walk over and get a closer look at her. I’d been single for the past two months, and while there had been a few girls I’d flirted with, nobody else at the party had truly captured my attention.

But Lucy was different, and the woman topping her didn’t mind me standing right near them to observe their sexy antics. Lucy looked up and made eye contact with me as the woman peeled off some of the wax in order to fasten nipple clamps to Lucy’s nubs. Pleasurable pain was reflected in her face, and her partner continued to sweetly torment her with the wax and clamps until the end of their scene. Lucy had a short conversation and a lusty make-out session with the woman who’d just made her scream with desire, and then she boldly came over and introduced herself.

Lucy’s smile was so seductive, I had to pull myself together to give her a normal-sounding response and not immediately grab her for a kiss. “Do you come to lots of these parties?” she asked, fishing for information. That was her way of asking if I was a fellow bottom or if I liked being on top.

I was honest with her. “Not a lot, just a few. I’ve played both ways, and I really think I’m a switch. Seeing pretty girls squirm turns me on, but I’ve been known to bend over for a spanking now and then, when I’m in the mood.”

“I like that answer,” she said; then she ran a bright-red fingernail down my exposed arm, making my flesh tingle. I could already imagine those nails sinking into my back during sex. We’d been sitting in chairs next to each other, but at that point she got up and straddled my lap—without asking. I decided to take control.

I reached down, lifted up her skirt, and slapped her ass while she squirmed against me. Lucy responded by pressing her breasts into my face. “Do you think you can get away with being so forward because you have such beautiful cleavage?” I asked with my lips against her skin.

“Yes, I do,” she said, her voice erotic and magical. She lifted her breasts out of her bra and presented them to me. One had a gold hoop running through the nipple, and she wagged the ring back and forth in teasing invitation. I tugged on it, and then I licked a nipple while pinching the other one.

“I can’t believe that after all you just did, you’re ready for more.”

“Baby,” she said, with a laugh I would come to treasure, “I’m always ready for more.”

She was such a tease, grinding away on my lap and causing onlookers to stop what they were doing to watch us. I knew I’d have to get my revenge on her. When her hands reached out to touch me, I pulled them behind her back. “Keep them there, or I’ll tie them together,” I said. She mock growled at me, a super-sexy sound, and I went back to tugging on her nipple ring with my teeth. Then I reached for a mini flogger I happened to see on a nearby table and began striking it against her breasts. Lucy dutifully leaned back, balancing herself on the chair, while I lashed her tender breasts.

This drew cheers from the women who had gathered around, which only spurred both of us on—we had exhibitionism in common, too! Soon her once-pale breasts were streaked with pink and red, and I wished I had a real cock to slide between them, but the one I was packing would have to do.

“Get on your knees in front of me, and push your tits together,” I ordered, pinching one nipple for good measure. Lucy grinned at me as she quickly followed my order, and I opened my pants. I was turned on by her obedience, and even though we’d just met, I felt we were true kinky soul mates.

While keeping her eyes locked on mine, Lucy pushed her voluptuous breasts together to provide a fleshy tunnel for my red silicone cock. I fished out the toy, and she licked her lips; clearly she wanted to suck it, too. “You’ll get a taste. Be patient.” She moved her tits apart enough to welcome the dildo, and as she hugged the toy with her boobs, I started thrusting back and forth, enjoying the sensual imagery as well as the sensation of the base of the dick hitting my clit.

I’d meant to ease into my climax, but I got so worked up that I grabbed her hair and started ramming my cock up and down. Her tongue darted out, and I allowed her to lick the tip of the toy whenever she could catch it. We then shifted so that I was grabbing her by the nipples as she deep-throated my cock. I maintained the pace, gauging how much more she could take and enjoying watching her. Like a real guy, I yanked the dick from her mouth and teased her by running it along her lips. Hearing her whimper for more was music to my ears. I allowed her a few more minutes of sucking, but soon I was unfastening the harness and tossing the dildo to the side so she could eat my pussy. I followed that up by giving her a sound spanking and a solid fucking with my cock to round out the evening.

Since that night we’ve had so many adventures, both in public and private. The other day, I was feeling mischievous, and when I walked in the door, I knew that I wanted to play the role of bottom for the night. So I hung up my coat, and then crawled over to where Lucy was sitting at the table, clicking away on her computer. She hardly seemed to notice me until I was right in front of her. She reached down to pat my head. “Hey, baby,” she said.

I purred, nuzzling against her, kissing her bare leg as she typed. “Oh, I see, you want to be my pet tonight. Good.” There were a few more minutes of keyboard clicks, and then I heard the printer whirring. She’d made a list of tasks for me, and the first one was to get naked. Then I was to make her dinner, possibly exposing myself to our neighbors as I worked in our kitchen. They don’t have a direct view into our place, but if they are standing in a certain spot in their house, they can see in, and the thought really excited me as much as it also made me kind of nervous.

I’m more into the service aspects of BDSM, while she enjoys physically submitting to me. This meant that while I cooked her favorite pasta, my pussy was pounding with arousal, so much so that I nearly poured too much salt into the dish by accident. However, I regained my composure and made sure to follow the recipe exactly, because I knew that if I served her well, I’d be rewarded. Sure enough, as I later knelt again at her side, watching her eat, I got to hear her numerous compliments about my cooking and how sexy I looked.

After dessert, she marched me upstairs, and we stood in front of the full-length mirror while she fucked me with her fingers. Every time I shut my eyes, she’d stop what she was doing, demanding that I open them. I dutifully looked at our reflection as she coaxed my orgasm from me, her fingers eventually emerging coated in my cream. Afterward, she fed her slick digits to me, and then she offered me her sweet pussy, which I eagerly licked and sucked until she came.

We like to mix things up, and our varied kinky interests complement one another. Both of us are able to access our dominant and submissive sides, making for a superhot sex life. I can’t ask for much more in a girlfriend, and I look forward to playing with her well into the future.

—Ms. Gina R., Seattle, Washington