FIST4K. Coed is tempted into lesbian anal sex with the fist and strapon

**FIST4K: A Taboo Indulgence**

The sultry summer air hung heavy in the bedroom, ripe with anticipation. Una, a tantalizing teen with tousled blonde locks and a pert little nose, was stretched out languidly on the queen-sized bed. Her BFF Erica, watching her squirm ever so slightly, grinned wickedly as she climbed onto the mattress.

Una’s blue eyes widened as Erica’s hands slid up her thigh, stopping perilously short of her most intimate area. “Erica…are you sure about this?” Una’s voice quivered with uncertainty. Erica silenced her protests with a finger to her lips. “Shhh…just let yourself feel, Una,” she purred, her own amber eyes dark with lust.

Erica’s hands crept beneath Una’s sundress, tracing maddening patterns on her silky thighs. Una gasped as Erica’s fingers made contact with her damp panties, the moisture betraying her nerve. “Erica! I’ve never…” Una trailed off, her face flushing pink.

“Never with a girl?” Erica completed Una’s thought, a smirk playing on her glossed lips. Una shook her head mutely, her breath hitching in her throat. Erica shushed her again, this time punctuating the gesture with a feather-light touch over Una’s clothed sex.

The air in the room seemed to thicken as Erica slowly peeled off Una’s panties, baring her glistening pink folds. Una swallowed hard, acutely aware of Erica’s hungry gaze upon her most intimate flesh. “Erica, please…” she whimpered, not even knowing what she was begging for.

Erica’s response was to pull Una’s hips towards hers, her own large breasts brushing against Una’s.

“Feel how much I want you,” she growled, their clothed pussies grinding against each other. “I’m gonna make you feel things you’ve never felt before.”

Una could only whimper her assent, lost in a fog of erotic tension. Erica then reached for a bottle of lube nestled in her bedside drawer, slicking up her already-shiny latex fist. “Let’s start with this, hm?” she breathed, her lubed digits poised at Una’s virgin hole.

Una tensed, but Erica’s knowing touch soon soothed her. “Relax, baby,” Erica cooed as one fingertip, then two, then three began to push past Una’s tight ring of muscle. Una mewled, feeling both the pressure and pleasure of Erica’s probing digits.

“Oh god, Erica!” Una gasped as a fourth finger was carefully inserted into her pulsing passage, Erica’s expert tongue laving her clit in time with the stretch.

“Am I going too fast?” Erica asked not unkindly, halting her movements. “Your body just feels so good, I don’t want to ever stop touching you.”

They locked gazes, perfectly mirroring each other’s hooded desire. Then, as one, they both reached for the strap-on nestled in Erica’s drawer, the silicone phallus glistening in the soft light.

“Oh fuck, Erica,” Una whined, her pussy clenching around the fist buried inside her, “I need you. Please…”

Erica pulled back ever so slightly, her digital fist moving in and out, in and out. “It’s not going to hurt, baby,” she promised, her golden eyes molten with lust and affection. “You’re ready for this. I promise.”

With a final reach into the drawer, Erica revealed a thick coil of rope. With efficient knots, she began to bind Una’s wrists together, pinning them above her head. “There,” Erica grinned, trailing lube-slick fingers up Una’s inner thigh. “Now you won’t be tempted to interfere with the proceedings.”

Una could only gasp as Erica, with a deft flick of her wrist, replaced the fist with the hefty brown strap-on, the bulbous tip an incentive for further indulgence.

“It’s not going to hurt, baby,” Erica repeated, her voice low and soothing, almost a spell. “You’re a good girl. My good girl.”

With that, she pressed forward, Una’s tight asshole stretching further than it ever had before, the silky friction of the strap-on sending shockwaves of pleasure ricocheting through her body.

“Ohmygod ohmygod Erica!” Una chanted, stars exploding behind her eyes as she hung suspended, writhing and pleading. “Please don’t stop!” she begged, and Erica, ever obliging, began to pump faster, her hips slapping against Una’s ass in a staccato rhythm.

The dildo drove deeper and deeper into her core, hitting the secret spot inside her that had her eyes rolling back in pleasure. She was the proprietress of her own pleasure now, trusting Erica to guide her through the forbidden journey of forbidden lust.

“Who are you thinking about?” Erica growled, her hands coming up to roughly cup Una’s tits. Una moaned, her mind spinning.

“Y-you,” she whispered. “Only you.”

Erica grinned, her fingers finding Una’s sensitive nipples, pinching and teasing. “That’s right, baby. This is what you’ve needed all along. To let go. To surrender to me.”

On cue, Erica’s other hand found Una’s dripping pussy, her fingers dancing over the slick flesh. Una keened, her body writhing as it reveled in the dual sensation of the thick strap-on plunging in and out of her ass hole while Erica’s deft fingers played with her clit.

“I’m g-gonna come!” Una stammered, the mounting pleasure inside her cresting like a tidal wave.

“Do it,” Erica growled, her fingers pinching Una’s clit hard. “Come for me. Now.”

And with that, Una obliged, her pussy gushing hot and wet as she came undone. Erica worked her through it, her hips pumping steady and strong until Una’s spasming hole had milked every last drop of sensation from her toned body.

As Una came to, languid and sated, Erica’s body still press improvised against her own, she couldn’t stave off a contented sigh. Erica’s fingers caressed her sweat-dampened hair, soothing her back into the world.

“See?” Erica murmured, amusement lacing through the satisfaction in her voice. “I told you it wouldn’t hurt.” But more than that, the unspoken promise hung in the air between them that this, this carnal awakening, promised worlds of adventure as yet unfathomed.

Human sexuality is a universe of endless discovery. This taboo lesbian fisting scene explored power, trust, and the promise of a new beginning.