This Never Happened Baby Girl

This is the continued adventures of Lindsey Ann Branson. It's a short story of lesbian seduction with some dominance and fisting. If it's not your cup of tea feel free to find another story. I would like to acknowledge my Dominate Goamz86 as an editor on this story, and a collaborator on others in my collection. Thank you, Daddy.

The prim and proper white wife Lindsey Branson was literally trying to make love to the black man with her mouth as they danced like two fitches fighting for food. She pulled back for a moment, a string of her spit was attached to their lips as she turned to look at the shocked crowd. Turning back to Mandingo, she smiled and moved in like a cat pouncing on her prey and sunk her tongue into his mouth!

The Southern Belle kissed him as though he was her soulmate. Soon she began trembling and then shaking! Moaning, she opened her mouth wide and tilted her head back a bit leaving only her bottom lip clinging to his lips and screamed!

"Darius I'mmmm... Ohhh no," and started to climax uncontrollably, moaning like a slut! Then as the climax was subsiding, she was hit by a second larger wave and began crying out!

"Ohhhh... Darius, Darius... Dar... Awwww" as she squirted and ejaculated between their legs leaving a puddle on the dance floor!

As she finished, she whispered, "I love you." And gave him a light but soulful kiss.

All of a sudden Lindsey's best friend Katie Wentworth came and shuffled Lindsey off the dance floor saying, "C'mon on honey. I think you had a little too much to drink."

Lindsey was stunned and overwhelmed by the entire day. First giving her unprotected womanhood twice to the incredibly handsome Darius. And now she had cum without having sex and squirted; two things she had never done in all her life. Her spectacle was observed by friends and family as they walked through the crowd. People openly stared and some laughed at the humiliated debutante. Her soaked bottom half now was transparent. The black French cut panties and matching garter suspender were completely visible to party goers through the skin tight white dress.

Katie rushed Lindsey upstairs to the master suite and locked the door behind them; ushering her friend to the expansive master bathroom and helped her into a chair.

Lindsey sobbed, whimpering, "Katie I need to pee." And made her way to the toilet. The drunk woman struggled to pull up the skintight spandex dress due to it being a few sizes too small.

Katie got up and started to help her as Lindsey said, "Katie, I threw away my life tonight" Katie got the dress over her friend's hips, knelt down and started to undo her garter straps. She looked up at her Lindsey.

"Are you kidding honey, that was perhaps the most erotic thing I've ever witnessed! I am so turned on, I'm going to jump my hubby Ashley as soon as we get home."

Katie started to slip her friend's sopping panties down her legs and said, "That man is a beautiful specimen. Problem is, he's a black man. You have more guts than I gave you credit for, girl."

Katie lifted a leg to remove the panty and Lindsey stopped her as she sat on the toilet.

"Katie you can't remove my panties! I must wear them throughout the evening! My Mast... I mean, I dressed this way for Joe, and he has to unwrap me tonight."

"It's okay baby girl." Katie knelt on the heated tile floor and said, "I will put them on the heated towel wall for a bit." Then began to lift each platform stiletto and removed her childhood friend's panties.

Lindsey exhaled and immediately began to pee.

Katie glanced up at her friend who stared back. The 47-year-old voluptuous brunette was unable to stop staring into Lindsey's deep blue eyes. Katie then glanced between the woman's long legs; watching the stream of pee and again up into Lindsey's deep green eyes. Katie said, "You are so gorgeous! I have no idea how Darius could hold back and not rape you on the dance floor."

"Oh... Katie" Lindsey moaned, her eyes welling up. Not certain how much she should share, she broke eye contact reaching for the toilet paper, the sheets spinning to the marble floor.

Katie blushed and giggled, saying, "You are so high maintenance, I'll do it." The brunette rolled up the paper and ripped off a couple squares, her larger breasts swaying under her dress.

The two women made eye contact as Katie was still on her knees in front of the former debutante. Tenderly, she brought her hand to Lindsey's as she handed her the toilet tissue. Lindsey was trembling as their hands touched.

"Your shivering baby girl," Katie whispered. Suddenly, her childhood nickname took on a whole new meaning.

Katie never broke eye contact. She placed the toilet tissue in Lindsey's trembling hand and dropped her hands to Lindsey's knees.

"This never happened baby girl and we will never speak of it..."

Lindsey nodded, as Katie softly parted Lindsey's legs. Katie then reached up and took the toilet tissue and went between her legs and gently began to wipe her vagina clean. Lindsey began to tremble further as Katie gently patted her privates. Both women's breathing began to labor somewhat. Neither belle was a lesbian, and both were very happily married. Both struggled to comprehend the rapidly changing atmosphere in the bedroom.

The voluptuous brunette stopped wiping and dropped the tissue into the toilet bowl. Then she lowered her eyes from her friend's beautiful face. Pausing momentarily at the gold crucifix and then looking directly at her pale breasts overflowing out of her dress. Tepidly she continued down past her womanly pouch that was exaggerated by sitting on the toilet. Katie now focused in on Lindsey's strawberry blonde pubic hair. Intensely staring at it, as though it was food for the soul.

The minutes seemed to turn to hours as Katie shed a tear and her voice trembling asked, "Are you dry, or should I get another tissue?"

The lovely southern belle tried to look in Katie's eyes but they were completely focused on her Georgia peaches.

"Katie... Katie." She finally lifted her eyes to hers.

"We should be getting back to the party, please Sweet pea..." she whimpered.

Katie rose up onto her knees looking hungrily into Lindsey's beautiful green eyes and in a throaty voice asked, "Are you still wet baby doll?"

"Ohhh... Gawd! Katie, this is so wrong! It's... adultery that we will... Oh... please don't." There was a long pause as Lindsey began to tear up.

"Baby doll... Are you still wet?" she asked as Katie moved up to be eye level with her cleavage!

"We're late for the... party... I can't." Lindsey sighed.

"Baby doll, answer me! Are you still wet?"

"Oh, my Gawd, forgive me. Yes, sweet pea, I'm... wet." she whispered.

Katie smiled a sexy grin and reached her arms up to Lindsey's spaghetti bra straps and began to lower them, as well as both bra cups exposing both motherly breasts. The lovely Lindsey was all woman, nothing plastic about her. Her body had filled out some over time, only making her more desirable. Large b cup natural teardrop breasts with pink areolas and eraser-like nipples, along with a tiny little pouch and lithe hips expanding just a touch. Her body was a near mirror image of actress Almudena Leon.

Katie immediately began manipulating her left breast and lightly tweaked her stone hard nipple. It was a warm gentle touch, much different than the animalistic way in which Darius used her lovely body. Bowing her head, she took Lindsey's other stone hard nipple into her mouth and began sucking hungrily. Like a baby, she went from nipple to nipple amazed at how long the nubs grew.

"Just lay back and let sweet pea and me do all the work." Katie lowered her right hand and sought Lindsey's clitoris and began to rub it with two fingers in a gentle motion.

Lindsey tilted her head back and began to openly moan saying, "sweet pea... Fuck! Ohhhh... So... Good!" Her breathing growing faster.

Katie took her hand off her breast and used both hands pulling up the white dress as high as it would go. Then, reaching up, she grabbed Lindsey's chin and forced her to look her in the eye. Her breath labored as she said, "Baby doll... I'm gonna fuck you with my fingers now!"

"Ohh, Katie... I don't know..."

Katie grabbed her left leg, pulling it over her left knee and placed her left hand on Lindsey's tiny pouch to hold up the dress. Applying pressure, she upturned her vagina and looked Lindsey deeply in her eyes. She brought her index finger to her own mouth and sucked on it. Pulling it out of her mouth, she slowly put her finger inside the strawberry redhead Lindsey.

"Ohhh... my God!" Lindsey moaned.

"Does my finger feel good, baby doll?" Katie purred.

"Yes... Don't stop... please!" bellowed Lindsey.

Katie was stymied by how loose Lindsey was and thought. "My God, her husband Joe must be huge!"

The brunette put another finger in her, but it was sloppy as a mud puddle. Katie pulled her fingers out of the southern belle and got a huge grin on her face. She brought her right hand up to her face, smiled wide and licked both sides of her hand. Then she slowly inserted her entire hand into her baby doll.

Lindsey screamed, "Sweet pea, Ohhhhh... my!" She immediately climaxed; leaning over, hanging on to Katie's shoulders.

Katie removed her fist and gave Lindsey a soulful kiss.

Just then there was a knock at the door. It was Lindsey's husband, Joe.

"Honey, are you okay? Everyone is starting to depart, and the Johnsons are asking for you."

Still breathing heavily Lindsey replied. "Yes sweetheart. Katie is helping me freshen up. We will be right down."

Katie helped her friend stand and they straightened up. "No worries, Baby doll. I'll be by your side." Katie said.

The women headed downstairs.

The women freshened, Katie looking like a stunning southern belle and Lindsey still looked like a hooker who was road hard and put away wet. She had put her used black panties back on, as Darius had ordered, and they stuck out like a neon light under that tight, transparent, white dress.