Not Dom

Felicia crept the door open as quietly as she could, eliciting barely a creak from the oiled wood as she silently pushed her head inside. The room was mostly what she'd expected from a frat boy. An unmade bed in one corner, a desk under the window cluttered with empty cups and glasses, with a nearly overflowing wastepaper bin beside it. The most striking thing about the space was the vanity table beside the window and the attractive young woman brushing her hair in front of it. The sight of the door creeping open in the mirror had drawn that woman's attention, who met Felicia's gaze over her shoulder.

Felicia's eyes went wide as she realized she'd been caught and she was about to duck out of the room and run, but to her surprise the young lady by the mirror didn't scream or shout at this mysterious intruder. Instead she just sighed deeply and kept brushing her long, chestnut, hair. "Dom's not here, sorry," she told Felicia, her focus now completely back on her hair. "Oh, well, I was just here to-" Felicia begins coming up with a lie to explain herself, only to be cut off. "You don't have to rub my face in it. I know," the girl spat, flicking the brush aggressively through her brunette locks.

Felicia was silent for a moment, completely confused. Did this girl really know why Felicia was here? How could she? And what did she mean about rubbing her face in it? As she thought, Felicia took a closer look at the person before her. She was young, definitely only 19 or 20. Her skin was very pale for someone spending spring-break at a seaside resort, like she'd been spending all her time indoors. Her thick brown hair came halfway down to her shoulders that were wrapped in a nearly translucent purple bathrobe. In the reflection in the mirror Felicia could see that the girl wasn't wearing anything else beneath that gown, the nipples of her medium-sized breasts being barely covered by the fluffy hem.

"Do you know where he is?" Felicia asked quietly. The girl was quiet for a moment before she chuckled and shook her head. "Wow, you must be ****," she muttered. "And no, as stupid as it sounds, I have no idea where he is." Tapping her fingers lightly on the doorframe, Felicia felt her confusion deepen. "Why is it stupid that you don't know where he is?" Felicia asked before she could stop herself, aware the question might be rude but wanting to know the answer too much to resist.

"Because," the girl said, her grip tightening on her hairbrush. "I'm his girlfriend."

"His girlfriend?" Felicia exclaimed in shock, sisterly concern overriding her deceit, and compelling her to stride into the room toward the poor girl. "Do you know he's been-" Before Felicia can finish that thought she's cut off again. "Yes, I know. I know everything he's been up to," the girl sounded completely jaded as she spoke. "We have an understanding."

"What understanding? Because he's part of some lame frat he gets to screw whoever he wants?" Felicia almost shouted, angry on this strangers behalf. For the first time since she came in the girl looked up and made eye contact with Felicia through the mirror. Seeing the genuine outrage on her face, the girl sighed, put down her hairbrush and turned around to face her. "We have an open relationship," the girl explained, her tone now much gentler. "But we agreed he wouldn't sleep with my friends, and I wouldn't sleep with his frat brothers."

"Then why do you seem so upset?" Felicia walked further into the room as she spoke, coming close enough to lay a hand on the girls shoulder. "Because, there's no one here but his frat brothers," the girl exhaled heavily as she explained her frustrations, sounding to Felicia like this was a problem that had been weighing on her for a while. "The only people who come on spring break here are single girls looking for dick, no guys come because why would they come to a beach where you're just going to be competing with a hundred other guys from the same frat. So he gets a free pass to cheat, and I'm stuck here fucking no one."

"So, you're pissed because you're not getting enough dick?" Felicia asked, doing her best to keep her tone even. "I know it sounds stupid, but, pretty much yeah," the girl laughed, a faint smile coming to her face for the first time since Felicia had walked in the room. "Sorry, I don't know why I'm telling you all this," the girl said, breaking eye contact and tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "I know you just came here to get laid, I'm sure you don't want to hear all this."

"I actually came here to do something completely different, but now, I think I have a solution to both our problems," Felicia said, the pieces coming together in her brain and a smile forming on her lips. "You can't fuck anyone from DKM, and there are no other guys around for you to fuck?" Felicia explained, making sure she had it all straight. "I've got exactly what you need right here." As Felicia spoke she reached into her bag and rummaged around for something. A moment later she withdraws her makeshift strap on, nearly 10 inches of pink, moisture safe rubber.

As she held it up before the girls shocked eyes, Felicia suddenly felt very glad she'd opted for the extra large model. She wasn't personally a size queen, but holding up a massive cock before a pretty girls excited face was both empowering and arousing. A more modest member probably wouldn't have carried the same weight. "Wow, you really weren't here to fuck Dom," the girl sighs, her wide eyes still staring at the huge and perfectly sculpted cock in Felicia's hands.

"What do you say? Wanna show Dom that you can still get laid too?" Felicia asked, already stepping into the harness and pulling it up to her crotch. Tightening it firmly around herself, she moved both her hands to the thick rubber shaft, stroking it teasingly slowly. Another, filthier smile appeared on the girls face as her eyes lit up in excitement. Without another word she slipped the bathrobe off her shoulders, allowing it to fall to the floor as she stood naked before Felicia. Her breasts were nearly the same size as Felicia's, but her ass and thighs were considerably thicker. Despite that, her waist was shockingly slender, giving her a striking hourglass figure.

"No wonder Dom wants her all to himself," Felicia thinks, in the brief moment she has before the girl steps towards her. Drawing near she rests one hand on the dildo, her fingers brushing delicately against Felicia's own, as she leans in so close that her lips almost tickle Felicia's ear. "My name's Cassie, by the way, " she whispers, her voice already breathy. "You can call me The Liberatrix!" Felicia replies confidently. Cassie chuckles in her ear before speaking again. "You're lucky I'm so horny or else that corny name would be a deal breaker." They both giggle together before Cassie cuts off Felicia's laughter by catching her lips with her own.

Felicia's breath caught in her throat as Cassie's lips locked unexpectedly with her own. Despite having already fucked another girl, Felicia hadn't truly kissed one before. The feeling of her soft lips brushing and teasing her own made her heart pound in her chest, an unexpected rush of pleasure and excitement. It felt like she was having her first kiss all over again. Overcoming her shock, Felicia began to kiss Cassie back, her hands going to her childbearing hips whilst their lips wrestled. While Cassie's tongue slipped into Felicia's mouth the Liberatrix traced a hand around Cassie's thighs to between her legs, finding her neatly trimmed pussy already eager and soaking wet.

With a final smooch to Cassie's lips, Felicia began kissing her way down her lover's body. She planted hickies along Cassie's neck as she moved downward, intending to devour that beautiful slut's pussy until she forgot Dom's name, only for Cassie to catch her descent by cupping her chin.

"No foreplay. I've been waiting for this for weeks, I need that dick inside me right now!" Cassie moaned, while stroking her other hand quickly up and down Felicia's shaft. She was so horny that she seemed to have forgotten it wasn't really Felicia's dick. Smiling at her prey again Felicia kissed her once more, Before grabbing her under her ass and half carrying her over to the desk under the window.

Felicia pushed Cassie back so her ass was perched on the desk and her legs dangled over the side. Quickly, Felicia stepped between them, her rubber cock bumping blindly over Cassie's pussy to rise partway up her stomach while the two girls made out. Simultaneously the two of them reached for that prick, three hands wrapping around it, eager to guide it on it's course. Working together the two of them lined that fat phallus up with Cassie's **** entrance, allowing Felicia to ram the whole thing home with a single thrust of her hips.

"Mmm, fuck!" Cassie moans, breaking the kiss as that powerful thrust drives the breath from her lungs. Before the girl can even regain her composure Felicia begins moving her hips again, slamming her fake cock into Cassie's very real and very ready cunt. While Cassie moans in pleasure, Felicia recaptures her lips with her own. The two of them sloppily make out as they fuck, their tongues falling wetly over each other as Felicia's hips move almost with a mind of their own. Despite receiving no direct pleasure from fucking Cassie, Felicia still found herself growing more and more aroused, while her desire to roughly penetrate the sexy brunette only grew.

Hilting herself in Cassie for a moment, Felicia takes the opportunity to caress the college student's perfect body. She gropes her thick ass, squeezes her supple tits, and runs her fingers through her soft, brown hair, all whilst still kissing her. In that instant of quiet, Cassie's moans having died down as Felicia stilled her cock, Felicia hears something. Opening her eyes and looking up she sees the DKM pool from before, except now it is much more crowded. Since Felicia and Cassie began their tryst it seems the party had began in earnest, the poolside population more than tripling so that the whole backyard was thronging with people.

Sensing her partner's distraction, Cassie opens her eyes and looks too, tilting her head back to see the crowd behind her. "Oh, we'll have to keep it down," she whispers, suddenly realizing her proximity to so many people. "Maybe," Felicia murmured. "Or maybe we should put on a show." Cassie's sparkling eyes widened at that suggestion, but Felicia could tell from the upturned corners of her lips that she was intrigued. "Come on, you've got a free pass, remember?" Felicia whispered, bringing her face close to Cassie's again whilst her thumb idly teased her clit. "Don't you want to show everyone that Dom isn't the only one who gets to screw whoever he wants?"

Cassie pushed Felicia back with two hands on her chest and for a second the Liberatrix thought she had gone too far. Then Cassie turned and bent over the desk, leaning so far forward that her upper half nearly extended out the window. "Let's give 'em something to look at, Liberatrix," Cassie said, beaming over her shoulder at Felicia. Felicia didn't need telling twice. She smeared the copious amount of Cassie's girlcum over her rubber cock, whilst stepping towards Cassie's behind that was presented towards her like an animal in heat.

Felicia's cock was already so lubed up, and Cassie's pussy so ready, that she buried all 10 inches into her without any resistance. This deep penetration made her moan even louder than before, and with her head partway out the window it rang out clearly across the backyard. Outside a few people looked around in confusion. Sex noises were nothing unusual at the DKM house, but it still piqued people's curiosity. Felicia placed her hands on Cassie's hips and took a deep breath in, feeling like a musician about to perform on stage.

She hoped her instrument knew what type of playing it was in for.

Without further ado Felicia pulled her hips back, causing Cassie to take one final deep gasp of air, before Felicia crashed her hips forward. When her hips met Cassie's ass a loud clap like a thunderbolt rang out, causing yet more quizzical looks in the crowd below. As Felicia got up to speed the clapping turned into applause as her hips loudly and repeatedly smacked against Cassie's ample ass. The sound of their bodies slapping together would have already been loud enough to draw attention, combined with Cassie's loud moaning, the two of them were impossible to ignore.

"Hey, Dom's screwing his girl again!" A voice rings out from the crowd, followed by a pointed finger that brings all attention to their window. A few laughs and cheers sound as everyone below gets an eyeful of Cassie getting railed from behind, her soft tits bouncing wildly. Felicia screwed up her face in frustration. A man taking credit for a woman's work was the opposite of what she wanted. She'd come here to get **** on Dom after all, not to make him look good. It was clear that if she wanted the credit she deserved, she would have to put herself out there.

Lifting Cassie up a bit so that she knelt with her legs spread widely on the desk and her hands on the window frame, Felicia leaned herself forward into the sun's light. "Wait, that's not Dom?" Another voice calls out in confusion. "Not unless Dom's got a banging pair of tits I never noticed," someone else replies, laughter rippling through the crowd. The sudden sight of an unexpected second pair of tits, and the realization that it's not Dom fucking his girlfriend, has stunned the crowd to near silence for a moment.

"It's FemDom!" Someone yells, bringing the crowd back to life with cheers and laughter.

"Haha, yeah! Femdom!"

"FemDom's banging Dom's gf!"

"Yay FemDom!"

"Fuck her harder FemDom!"

The ladies by the pool cheer particularly loudly for her, and over Cassie's shoulder Felicia sees three familiar female figures animatedly discussing something between themselves. Basking in the cheers and adulations, Felicia continues to fuck Cassie in deep, hard strokes. She might not have been receiving much in the way of direct pleasure, but the admiration of a baying crowd felt almost as good as an orgasm.

"Fuck, I'm really close!" Cassie yelled, snapping Felicia out of her basking. "Wooo! Cum for us!" The crowd yells, clearly having heard Cassie even over their own raucous din. "CUM! CUM! CUM!" They begin to chant, making Cassie blush, but Felicia can tell from her quivering legs that the embarrassment is not hindering her orgasm. "I hope you're ready for some fireworks!" Felicia yells, talking to both Cassie and the crowd. Still pounding her dildo into Cassie, Felicia reaches around her to expertly toy with her clit and grope her nipple. From this angle, teasing the other girls pussy was almost like masturbating, and it didn't take long before Cassie was about to cum.

The crowds chanting grew faster, Cassie's moaning grew louder, and Felicia's hips pounded so hard that she was almost worried about fucking Cassie right out the window. Pinching Cassie's clit between two fingers finally triggered her climax. "OH FUCK! I-AIIEE" She screamed, her whole body quivering and her pussy siezing so tightly around Felicia's strap on that she couldn't move her hips. Hearing the undeniable sound of climax threw the crowd into a frenzy. Drinks were thrown, people leapt into the pool, Felicia even saw a bro sweep a girl off her feet and kiss her like a sailor at a VE day parade.

Felicia gently caressed her lover as her orgasm wore down, and when her arms nearly gave out and sent her tumbling out the window, she caught her and pulled her gently back inside. Laying her down on the table Felicia planted a kiss on Cassie's sweaty cheek "Bet Dom never fucked you like that," she whispered into her ear, barely audible over the sounds of celebration from outside. "Nope," Cassie replied weakly, too drained for full sentences.

"What the fuck are you talking about? Who's been fucking my girlfriend?" Felicia heard angry voices from outside, cutting through the otherwise jovial celebration. Peeking cautiously outward, she soon found their source. There, near to the house, was Dom and a couple of other confused looking DKM goons. It seemed that, despite their arrangement, Dom wasn't actually happy about his girlfriend fucking other people.

Someone Dom was talking to laughed and pointed up at the window again, giving Felicia barely enough time to duck her head back in before Dom looked up at her. Glancing out again she saw Dom and two other guys part their way through the crowd and storm into the house. They were almost certainly coming for her, and it wasn't to say "congratulations." As gently as she could, Felicia withdrew the tip of her rubber dick from Cassie's sensitive pussy, making the brunette shudder on the desk.

"Sorry to love you and leave you, but the Liberatrix has gotta go," she told her, pushing Cassie's hair off her face and planting a parting kiss on her cheek. Felicia stood up straight and prepared to run, only to be stopped when she saw a post-it note and a blue marker on the corner of the desk. That gave her an idea that was too sweet to resist, even if it delayed her departure.

By the time Dom and his followers storm up to his room all they find is Cassie, still trembling on the desk, beside a handwritten note in DKM blue.

"No DKM dick here, just FEM cock."

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This concludes the story of the Liberatrix (for now). I will come back to this in the future and continue Felicia's crusade against DKM, but for now I'm switching over to something more season appropriate. Spring break will have to wait, it's spooky season now. If you want to see that Halloween story right now then check out my Patreon and become a member and, even if you don't, thanks for reading.

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