Revelations: Loss of control

Loud wet slapping echoed down the alley, while animal like grunts and howls followed. The sexy Asian slut had two partners now, lifted in the air between two eager and wild men. Hard, powerful cocks hammered into the porcelain beauty's ass and pussy as she wailed and moaned as they thrusted. Her breasts bounced wildly with every frantic pump. Those wails, those breasts, were like a siren's call. They had claimed two victims. And Lindsay's heart was rapidly pounding, afraid her moment of weakness was making her the third. Fuck the images wouldn't go away as she left the building. She was so certain of her conviction of returning to her love Riley...then she heard the wailing. The promise of pure bliss, happiness, a paradise of pleasure and simplicity. Lindsay now found herself standing behind a dumpster, hidden slightly from the street watching the intense erotic action. Her panties had slid down her thighs to her feet as she lost herself, her skirt lifted up as she fingered herself to the show. Her brain had completely shorted. The sounds and sights were all she could focus on. Lindsay jumped at the sound of a car driving close by behind her, snapping her to reality briefly enough to tease the threat that someone could easily see her. A young woman with her underwear around her ankles and ass half out of her skirt while she frantically teased her clit...she needed to get closer so passerby's wouldn't notice her. Clutching the book in her other hand tightly she carefully began scooting.

She was so careful, going slow. She could have lifted her panties back up but she couldn't stop watching and she couldn't tear her thirsty fingers from her wet warm folds while she watched. Something told her not to drop the book either so slowly scuttling was the way. Lindsay bit her lip and sighed. Fuck she was getting so close. Watching those men...those dicks...just ruthlessly let out all this intense testosterone fueled energy was magical. And how this perfect slut was screaming and bucking, expertly using that powerful aggression to create endless pleasure was an art the blonde was not ready to see. Lindsay licked her lips, imagining herself pressed against the most beautiful woman she had ever seen while each guy fucked the two of them from behind. Feeling their bodies, their breasts pressed together. Their lips locking in passion, heat and desire. Moaning any moment their lips found air.

"Fuck me!" Her loud cry, high pitched and satirically feminine squeaked in a depraved wail. Lindsay nodded her head and moaned. She would fuck the woman. She wanted to join. Lindsay stepped out of her panties and fingered faster, approaching orgasm. The blonde began walking forward, hand still continuing it's **** between her legs. Her only regret was Riley wasn't here to see this! See her try dick for the first time in awhile!

Riley....

Her eyes blurred, she croaked as a powerful moan escaped her shaking lips. Her womanly body was ravaged by a powerful orgasm, a torrent flooding down her thighs. Her legs wobbled, her panting was ****. She leaned against the wall. What was she doing? She just came thinking about sex with...cocks. And was about to join in the threesome in front of her, cheating on the love of her life. Her eyes returning she was looking down at herself, the book cradled against her chest the big letters under her arms saying, "LOSS OF CONTROL." Almost, book. She thought before she stumbled out of the alleyway, fixing her skirt. The breeze tickled her sensitive lips without her panties but she couldn't let herself stay any longer. It was already too close of a call.

Walking home briskly she ignored the cat calls, her tight skirt clearly showing the shape of her naked ass. It was humiliating. And every call sent that image of a dick pounding hard into that beautiful fold, creating the most sensual thing she had ever heard. The blonde had never been so wet. There was no way whatever was going on back there was normal. It had to be that book! Lindsay pulled out her phone to text Megan before huffing and stuffing it back in her bra. Her hands were too shaky, she could barely hold the phone and text with one hand.

A handsome guy maybe a year or so older than her blatantly looked her up and down as they walked towards each other. She watched him quietly as she approached before he gave a flashy smile, "Hey, I was wondering if you could help me? Does my tongue taste funny to you?" And with that he approached and confidently leaned into her. Classic misguided and over confident male ego. Little did he know she hated one liners, disliked strangers, wasn't into guys and...

She leaned in and felt his powerful lips take hers. Moaning she passionately kissed him and felt their tongues dance. His tongue tasted completely fine to her. Maybe she should be more thorough. His hands settled on her hips and pulled her against him. Fuck, she felt his erection through their clothes poking her stomach. Lindsay began rubbing against it, his hands now cupping her supple ass. No, tasted normal still. Pushing him back he had a stupid grin as he looked her over again. "I'm sorry...I have a girlfriend." Lindsay tried to avoid looking into his eyes and blushed seeing his tent in his shorts before looking at the road.

He laughed, "I'm so down. She can join too. Especially if she can kiss like you."

Lindsay's heart was beating rapidly, threatening to explode out of her chest. Her need between her legs growing. But it was the wrong need! Glancing briefly back at his crotch she shook her head, "I'm not into guys!"

As she stormed away he called after her, "You're moans and kiss said otherwise...slut."

She shuddered and turned the corner, almost jogging at this point. What was happening to her? Was whatever happened in the alleyway contagious? Was she affected now? Fuck, Lindsay wished there were a simple set of rules. She almost wished she never said yes to this stupid group! But then she calmed slightly, just enough to remember her ignorance may have doomed her back there. And not knowing something was amiss could of had her still in the alleyway, getting fucked by those strange men she didn't know.

"WHY IS THIS GETTING ME SO HOT!" She hissed. "I DON'T LIKE DICK!" The blonde was sweating, panting. Her clothes were sticking to her. The thudding of her heartbeat hammering in her ears. Approaching a familiar door she tried slamming it open, only to walk into it. Stumbling back she sighed and blushed again. Of course it was locked, she said to lock it. Fumbling for way too long for her keys, the blonde woman unlocked and opened the door. She slammed it behind her and locked it.

There she was. The beautiful brunette, so cute. Her eyes shining with an intelligent innocence. Wearing nothing but a long towel. Lindsay stormed towards her. Riley turned and grinned at the sight of her, seeing the book in her hands, "HEY! They had it? I can't believe you- uuuughh!" The taller blonde threw Riley against the wall, the brunette letting go of her towel. As the towel fell slowly down her body the two kissed, Lindsay letting out all her passion and lust she had tried her best to bottle up on the way here. She pressed the smaller woman forcefully against the wall as they made out, their soft hands caressing their curves. Riley broke the kiss and giggled, turning her head before her lover could swoop back in for another kiss, "Whoa! Babe! What has gotten into you?"

Lindsay grabbed the bubble butt of her girlfriend and picked the smaller girl up, slamming her against the wall again and assaulted her neck with passionate kisses. The blonde was never aggressive, or as dominating as she was in this moment. Passionate and a bit in control yes, but not like this. But no matter how hard she made out with the love of her life, no matter how much she expressed the absolute lust she had with her beautiful girlfriend...the images and fantasies of the male anatomy kept leaking into her thoughts. Even quick flashes of the two of them doing this while a man watched was hitting her, just building that heat that was breaking her.

Riley was overwhelmed but was loving the new Lindsay. Thoughtful, noble, passionate, and powerful, dominating. It reminded her of her dream man when she thought she was straight growing up. Before her dream of man quickly became a nightmare. She didn't think she could love her more than she already did.

Lindsay broke the kiss and they looked at each other in the eyes. The blonde was struggling to think and remembered the alley, remembering the only two words she could think of at that moment, "Fuck me."

Riley widened her eyes and raised an eyebrow. The blonde nodded.

The girls both realized what was about to happen and both pairs of eyes shone with devious excitement.