Long Lost - part 6

Olivia let the robe slide off her shoulders as she moved gracefully up the stairs. As soon as Emily had said she would like her to wear the Basque it was all she could do to stop herself from leaping on the poor girl. Instead, she had hurried downstairs to get rid of her husband so she could have this girl to herself and now as she rushed back to her room she discarded her robe with an evil pleasure. Her husband had no idea of the lust she felt for girls.

Emily lay waiting in the marital bed, spread out wearing a large black strapon as Olivia stood in the doorway and admired her sexy new lover. The more they fucked the more she fell in love and they had fucked all night. She walked slowly to the bed, and her inner voice told her to do so.

Lose your robe so he sees it and is powerless to stop your new urges. See me on the bed, the most beautiful girl you ever saw. See the strapon and want to ride it. Slowly approach and crawl up the bed. Tell yourself you are an evil lesbian seductress about to seduce this innocent girl. Seduce me. Prove to me you love seducing girls. Girls excite you.

Olivia crawled up the bed, trying to look sexy as she advanced on her prey. The innocent girl was hers; to be seduced and fucked. She was her lover and belonged to her.

Shock her by doing oral on strapon.

She stopped and keeping eye contact with the young girl lowered her mouth to take in the head of the strapon, sucking down on it and then releasing and licking the shaft as if it was real. She continued her crawl up the bed and kissed Emily on the lips, then removing her panties she lowered herself onto the protruding cock.

You love the feel of a lesbian cock in you, always hard, filling you, no more male cock for you.

“I love your cock Emily, it’s all I need in me. All I need is you. I love you.

“Mmm show me you love me, ride my lesbian cock.”

Olivia slid down slowly adjusting to the feel of the plastic phallus inching its way inside her, then she slowly raised herself until it had almost escaped her, before plunging faster, harder. Again and again, she repeated the manoeuvre, accommodating and welcoming the hard shaft as she raised her hands to feel her breasts through the fabric of the Basque.

“Oh god Emily, I love being with you, this is so good.”

“Mmm, it will be good when you come for me, faster, ride my cock.”

“Ahhhhh.” Olivia could not hold out any longer, the erotic nature of the words mingling with her sluttish behaviour overwhelmed her and she orgasmed on a downstroke.

As soon as she had collapsed on the bed Emily had her arms around her.

“Olivia, I feel so loved with you, tell me you feel the same way.”

“I do Emily’”

“This is your life now with me, fucking me, being fucked by me, finding girls we can fuck together, is that what you want?”

“It is yes.” The older woman felt the young girl squeeze her in response.

“Mmm, love me in return, touch, kiss, possess me.”

Olivia kissed her hard determined to own this young innocent girl she wanted so badly.

“No more intimacy with Marcus you love girls now.”

“I do love girls.”

“His cock is for me, it is just a fleshy dildo, it’s not for you.”

“It’s just for you.” The bewitched woman repeated.

“Mmm kiss me, deep loving kisses.”

She let Olivia kiss her then pushed her off and onto the bed, swinging on top of her so she could fuck her missionary style, she slid the cock in sliding her hands under her arse to get better purchase and proceeded to fuck her hard. Suddenly she heard a vacuum cleaner.

“Who – is – downstairs?” She asked without stopping.

“Consuela the maid.” The older woman gasped out the words slowly.

“You never told me you had a maid, we will need to replace her, what is she like?”

“She is my maid. She comes in for four hours every day. She has been with me for a year. She is a lovely, pleasant girl.”

“How - would- Olivia - the - lesbian - describe - her?” Every word punctuated by a thrust of the cock.

Olivia’s face changed becoming predatory.
“Long legs hidden in jeans, lovely brown hair always pinned up, deep chocolate brown eyes, beautiful Latino skin, exciting breasts hiding beneath her blouse and a sexy shapely figure.”

“mmm yes, she will be a wonderful addition to the household, won't she?”

The last two words timed with thrusts, as Olivia thrust her body forward to maximise the force of the penetration.

“Yes yes.” She groaned and climaxed.

“Kiss me, my soul mate,” Emily said leaning forward for Olivia’s eager lips. She kissed the older woman passionately and then kissed her cheek and earlobe before whispering.

“Pink butterflies in winter.”

Olivia went glassy-eyed and vacant again.

“Olivia the lesbian wants Consuela.”
“You are going to help me subdue her, then you are going to change, and go to town and buy the sauciest French maid outfit for her, while I induct her into our lifestyle.”
“This is what we are going to do.”



Consuela switched off the vacuum cleaner when she heard her mistress calling and went to the bottom of the stairs.
“Hello, Mrs Holden.”
“Consuela could you come here a moment.”
“The young Latino effortlessly strode up the staircase swiping up a discarded Basque and a pair of black panties in the process. ‘Someone was passionate last night’ she thought as she carried the still-warm clothing, she stopped in the doorway when she saw Olivia walk towards her wearing a white lacy half-cup bra and panties with white holdup stockings.
“Oh Consuela, I had such a night last night, I feel exhausted, please see if you can do anything with my hair.”
And she sat down in front of her prey picking up a brush and holding it out to her.
Consuela looked around the room at a discarded nightgown on the floor, a bottle of wine and 2 glasses on her vanity unit and then reached out a slim arm gently took the brush and started stroking the woman’s hair.
“Oh, Consuela it was such a wild night.”
‘I bet it was’ the young girl thought under her breath as she eyed up her scantily clad boss.
“Of course, Marcus was an absolute beast but I won’t embarrass you.”
Consuela continued brushing her hair aware of the smell of sweat and sex in the room, it was almost overpowering.
“He bought the most expensive wine last night a 1000-dollar bottle.” She continued, slyly glancing in the mirror to see if the girl was listening and believing.
“That is expensive.” The maid replied.
“It was, but it was so delicious here you must try some.” She held out a glass.
“Oh no I can’t Mrs Holden, I have work to do and I have to drive later.”
“I know my dear but a taste won’t hurt, please try it I will be offended if you don’t, it’s so expensive.”
She continued to hold out the glass until the maid took it and then sipped.
“I have also decided you need a large pay rise shall we say an extra 1000 dollars a month?”
‘Wow’ thought the naive girl ‘this day is starting out different.’
“Are you certain MrsHolden?” She asked worried her employer might be intoxicated.
“Of course now toast your pay rise with me, cheers.” she held her glass up and drank it down waiting for the young girl to copy her. Feeling she had no alternative the young girl who was the true innocent, raised her glass and drank the contents down.

Olivia reached out and took the glass. “I hope you enjoyed dear, would you be a dear and make the bed it is an awful mess.”
The change in tone from friendly to business-like gave her a start and she quickly turned and moved towards the bed to change the black silk sheets, she was leaning over to pull a sheet when she was aware that her boss was standing behind her.
“I love the feel of silk on my skin when I’m making love, do you enjoy the sensation my dear?”
She tried to turn her head in shock at the comment and form a reply but found herself unable to do so.
“Here feel for yourself,” Olivia said and pushed her gently onto the bed.
Consuela lay face down on the bed starting to panic when Olivia climbed on after her and rolled her over.
“There we go my dear let’s get you comfy.”
Nothing made sense to Consuela, her boss's words and dress code were weird, her body was seized up as if she had some sort of episode and she wanted badly to breathe quickly but her body was calm. panic was running through her but she was unable to express it.
“there you're all comfy now,” Olivia said as she slid a pillow under her head.
“And let’s put one under you to raise you up.” she pushed the young girl on her side, placed a pillow under her bottom and then brought her back into position.
“That's you ready, now I need to go do some chores but I will leave you with your new lover.”
Olivia left the room and even as Consuela shook inside from the word ‘lover’ she could see a young woman walk into the room, naked but for the strapon that was still in place, holding scissors in her hand.
“she started to cut the material on the leg of the maid’s slacks all the way to the waistband and then walked around the other side of the bed and repeated the process. The frozen girl could only watch as her slacks were pulled from under her and the stranger got onto the bed and straddled her.
“I could undo the buttons on your blouse but we both want me to do this.”
and putting down the scissors she seized the opening of the blouse and ripped it open. then reaching behind her she brought the scissors and snipped the middle of the bra allowing the cups to fall away from the beautiful firm tanned colour breasts.
Emily placed the scissors down on the bedside unit.
“Later I will hypnotise you to be my lover but first we are both about to have a new steamy  experience but don’t worry you will only remember it as a sexy fantasy that will forever turn you on and it will be my naughty secret.”

She reached a hand down and tore away the panties.


Marcus arrived home on time for once, eager to enjoy his date night, he was bloody horny he thought to himself, and despite Liv looking hotter than she had ever looked she wasn’t letting him make any moves on her.
Olivia came out of the kitchen in a thin robe showing him the small black bikini-style lingerie she wore underneath.
“That's a nasty bruise you have there,” he said indicating the love bite on her neck.
“Yes it came up this morning in the bedroom but it will be gone in a day.”
“As long as it’s nothing serious.”
“No I have one on my inner thigh too but that’s hidden.” She laughed.
He wished he could see as he glanced at the robe but she had already walked past him with two glasses of wine.
“Who is the wine for?”
“I am helping Emily get in the mood for date night, she will be at the bottom of the stairs at 7 pm until then stay away.” She laughed wagging her finger.
He went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass, then went upstairs to shower and get ready, pausing as he walked to the spare room to pick up the thin robe, bra and panties that lay scattered on the floor.