Hazel Stays a While Longer

As Hazel stepped through the doorway, a wind blew. It seemed like a normal wind to Hazel, but to Samantha, she felt that it looked a bit... purple. As it gusted over the girl, it blew Hazel's hair into her eyes, causing her to turn around and put her back to the wind. Samantha accidentally made eye contact with the girl. Seeing Samantha staring up at her, as if nothing ever happened, Hazel came to a decision.

"I just... please... tell me what I did wrong." There were tears threatening to spill over in her eyes as she spoke. "...It was the dildo, wasn't it? You think I'm a fucking pervert, don't you?"

Samantha couldn't help it. It was an involuntary reaction, to cringe. But as she began to do so, she felt a quick spank on her ass and gasped out loud.

"No, it's not that. Hazel, I'm sorry. The problem isn't you, it's me. I'm the pervert. That's why I was pushing you away! You can't handle me!" Samantha shouted, breaking into tears. Inside her head, she was shocked.

What the fuck? What am I saying? What am I DOING?!

"What?" Hazel asked, also shocked.

Samantha suddenly felt herself back in control of her actions. She shifted on her legs to keep herself from running at Hazel. The desire to have contact with her was too strong.

Fuck. Don't fuck this up. It didn't take much to make her happy this time. You're running out of chances. Tell her that you are only attracted to men and you wanted to love her but you couldn't. Keep the waterworks going.

"Hazel, I-"

Hazel took a step forward to comfort the crying girl in front of her. Samantha tried to take a step back, but couldn't. She yelped as another spank came down on her.

"-I'm such a pervert! I just want to cum, like, all the time! *hic* And I love you so, so much, and I don't want you to leave me!"

Samantha was ugly crying, snot running down her face as she wiped at tears with the sleeves of her shirt. Also, she was screaming internally. And worst of all, she couldn't resist anymore. She ran to Hazel and jumped, throwing her arms and legs around her.

Hazel dropped her bag as she easily caught the girl. "Samantha, babe, calm down! If you don't want me to leave you, I won't. I promise." She started stroking the girls hair, grinning.

No. NO.

Hazel picked her bag up, still with Samantha wrapped around her, and walked inside, shutting the door behind her. Samantha no longer had the desire to be in contact with Hazel. But she wasn't allowed to move away. Hazel walked over and sat down on the couch as Samantha stopped crying but kept sniffling, arms and legs wrapped around her like she never wanted the girl to leave.

"Babe, I still don't get it. You know I love you! Why didn't you just talk to me?" Hazel asked, continuing to stroke the girls hair.

"Alexis convinced me not to! I was scared, and, and, I wasn't sure if you would accept me, and you're too nice, and they told me to dump you!"

"I'm too nice? What do you mean?"

Samantha thought desperately. Whatever she could come up with would be better than what she would be **** to say.

"I-please, don't make me explain right now. Just let me hold onto you." Saying so, she tightened her grip. Hazel tightened hers back.

They sat on the couch like that for several minutes, with neither of them saying anything. Hazel was the one to break the silence.

"So... you have a high sex drive? That's what this has been about?"

"...I guess."

"...Are you horny right now?"

Samantha grit her teeth where the girl couldn't see.

"...Yeah."

She kept herself still as Hazel's hand wandered down her back slowly, lower and lower, until it hovered at the edge of her skirt for a moment. Slipping under, Hazel's hand slowly traced along Samantha's ass. She shivered at the sensation.

"You aren't wearing any panties?"

"...No."

"I knew it. You're a masochist, aren't you? A big one."

No, I'm not! Samantha tried to rage. She couldn't let this happen! She wasn't some submissive bitch who would let this muscular freak do what she wanted with her! Instead, she felt a spank on the side of her ass Hazel wasn't feeling up.

"...I think you need to punish me. For what I did. Punish this pervert," Samantha whispered seductively into Hazel's ear.

Hazel bit her lip. "I think you're right." Standing up with Samantha, she walked over to her bag and pulled the dildo out, before walking into Samantha's open room and placing the girl down on the bed.

Fuck. Nonono.

Hazel strapped on the dildo and hesitated, breathing heavily with anticipation. "This is, uh, my first time. Sorry for not mentioning it earlier. If you want me to stop, tell me."

Samantha didn't say anything. It was a trap, one that Hazel didn't know she was setting.

Please, give me a second to get ready, Samantha tried to say. She needed to think of a way out of this. SPANK. She gasped.

"Trust me, I will never tell you to stop," she said instead, biting her lip.

Samantha felt the dildo rubbing at her lower lips as Hazel figured out how to use it. Finding the right motion, Hazel slowly thrust the dildo into Samantha's pussy, causing the girl to moan instantly. She'd never used a dildo, opting for vibrating toys when she was feeling frisky, and this one was significantly larger than the few men she'd been with. Hazel quickly picked up the pace, leaning over the girl and staring into her eyes as she easily held her hands down above her head.

"Oh my g- Hazel, ah-" came Samantha's **** voice, trying to avoid telling the girl to stop. Hazel kept thrusting, grunting and sweating from the exertion. With each thrust, Samantha felt herself getting closer and closer to orgasm. She felt humiliated. This fucking 6 foot freak, making her cum? But she couldn't stop it, and then-

SPANK. She gasped out a loud moan. What? She hadn't d-

Hazel didn't want her to cum yet. It was her first time having sex, and she'd be unhappy if it was over so quickly. Samantha couldn't cum. She was kept on the edge of orgasm again, and then, just as she was about to-

SPANK. A moan. She was pulled back again. Another few seconds. SPANK. Moan. Repeat. She couldn't stop it. Minutes passed as Samantha kept moaning like it was her first time and Hazel grinned wildly as she stared down at Samantha's face, and the outline of her cleavage through her thin white shirt. Finally, Samantha couldn't take it anymore.

"Please, make me cum! Hazel, please!" She cried out with her own will.

As answer, Hazel leant down and kissed her, thrusting one last time deep into her. Samantha moaned into Hazel's mouth as she came, gushing all over her skirt and bedsheets. Samantha's previously perfumed room smelled of sweat and sex as both girls panted and Hazel flopped over beside Samantha.

"That was amazing. I loved that. D-did you like that?" Hazel stuttered out after a moment, trying to sound nonchalant. Samantha could tell how worried the girl was.

"That was the best sex I ever had. I loved every second of it," Samantha half-lied, cheeks flushed with embarrassment.