It’s my second story on Literotica. You might notice that I am not a native speaker, so please forgive me if you find mistakes I tried to avoid so much. If you would like to help with editing, please contact me.
This story is meant to have a few parts, and this is the first one.
It’s about Amber, a rich girl, a student about to discover her sexual orientation. The money, beauty, and popularity make her appear a little snobby or even bitchy at times. But, what none knows, and despite all her poise, Amber still doesn’t know if she is sexually more attracted to women or men. And, on top of that, she begins to unveil a submissive, masochistic side of herself, what scares her.
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— Finally, at college! —
She could not wait to get rid of her parents, especially her mother, who checked every single cupboard and drawer she found in the apartment. She also controlled the bathroom and the toilette. Amber heard her complaining loudly about the dirt and the condition of the fittings.
“I will call the landlord! I didn’t expect that!” she said. “I want him to replace the fridge and the fittings in the bathroom!”
“Okay, mom,” answered Amber, irritated a little bit.
Amber agreed with her mother about the state of the apartment, though. The rental costs were high enough that one could expect a perfect condition. Although, she wanted to be finally alone.
“Are you hungry? Do we want to eat something together before your John and I leave?”
“Mom, I am not hungry. And I’m a big girl. I’m fine, okay?”
At least Amber’s stepfather seemed pretty relaxed. He sat in an armchair on the balcony and was smoking a cigar. Only when her parents were about to leave the apartment, he said: “If there is something with the car or something else, just let me know.”
John was forty-five and therefore six years older than Amber’s mother, Joan. And for two years, he was her third husband. John was handsome and rich, and Amber wished to find a husband like him when she was ready.
Sometimes, she fantasized about John when she masturbated lying in her bed. Of course, he was much older, but damn, he was so hot. Even Amber’s friends thought he was a stud! Since she saw him naked, with his toned body, abs, and big cock, she repeatedly returned to the fantasy about him.
Joan, Amber’s mother, was the former ‘Miss Texas’ and still beautiful. Nevertheless, she was almost forty and Amber barely nineteen. Her sexy body was perfect, her skin flawless. And she inherited the best female assets from her mother. She did not miss the way John looked at her when she played flirtatiously with her blonde hair. And she loved to tease him at times, for example, wearing a really skimpy bikini at the pool. Amber liked to tug her bikini bottom up to make it cut between her folds a little bit and flash a lot of her bubble butt at the same time. Sometimes she put on a too-small bikini top, making her dd-cup titties almost spill out of it. John seemed to like her kinky little actions, though.
When she kissed him, noticing his scent, she felt a slight twitch between her legs.
“Okay, thank you, John,” whispered the young blonde beauty.
As her parent left the apartment, Amber jumped up. No parents, no roommates, she got the whole beautiful apartment was for alone!
She grabbed the smartphone, lay down on the sofa, and called Jessica to chat a little. Of course, keeping her little secret for herself. Jessica didn’t know about Amber’s feelings towards her. She had no idea how her presence and somehow her domineering manner affected Amber. There were times Jessica mocked her, calling her ‘Pamsi’ because Amber always loved being pampered. This was why she was glad they weren’t at the same college. Even if she really missed her friend most of the time.
Amber has always been a mean, arrogant, selfish little bitch, and she knew it. Since she could remember, she had always been popular. She was considered petite with her frame of about 5’3″ at 112 pounds, but it didn’t hurt her. The blonde beauty always had a big mouth and had always been able to play social politics. That was just a survival skill where she came from. There were only two people who could tame Jessica’s temperament and put her in place. One of them was John, and the other person was Jessica, her friend.
Amber loved to be the center of attention, and she didn’t care if she behaved like an arrogant bitch. However, if she was too complacent around Jessica, her friend didn’t hesitate to chastise her.
“Stop behaving like a dumb slut,” Jessica used to say at times. And Amber didn’t know why, but she enjoyed it somehow. Of course, she had never told her friend how being called like this made her tingle.
While Jessica was about to tell Amber about the dormitory and her new roommate, Amber’s hand slid under her lacy white panties. Dipping her fingers into the wet folds between her legs, the petite blonde started to stroke her clit, listening to her friend’s voice. Her heart was beating faster and faster, and she had to concentrate on not breathing too loudly. For some inexplicable reason, she felt so horny as rarely. She wished Jessica would tell her something nasty, call her a dirty name as she occasionally did, or something.
“God, I’m so wet!” thought Amber, fingering her damp pussy. She hoped Jessica didn’t notice the nasty wet sound it made.
“Are you fingering yourself you little slut?” asked Jessica suddenly.
“What?! No!” answered Amber, breathing heavily. She pulled her hand back from her wet panties. “I work out a little bit,” she lied.
“If you mean,” chuckled Jessica, and Amber knew that she must have noticed, though.
The petite beauty didn’t dare to play with herself until the phone call ended. Horny, with soaked panties and twitching clit, she went to her new bedroom. She opened the largest suitcase from the set, opened it, and dug with rashly movements until she found the little plastic bag with a zip. Horny and distracted, Amber peeled off the blouse, bra, skirt, and panties and threw herself on the bed. Then she did something she had dreamed about for many, many days. She hadn’t dared to do it at home. If her mother caught her doing what she intended to do, it would end up in a disaster. But finally, the petite blonde was alone. No fear someone could come in or knock on her door. She opened the small plastic pack and removed black, used lacy panties. She had stolen them from Jessica’s laundry around a week ago. In fact, she had stolen two pairs of her friend’s used panties on that day. Amber smelled the scent of Jessicas little cunt and imagined her friend pushing the lacy fabric between her folds. For the first time in her life, she did something that filthy! Her face felt hot from shame, but the scent made her clit throb.
Amber’s movements became frantic. She moaned aloud, rubbing the used panties over her face. She stroked wildly her clit and felt the climax approach. Although, to pinch her nipples, what she usually did when masturbating, she needed both hands free. The blonde beauty pulled the panties over her head with the gusset over her nose and took a deep breath. She fantasized about Jessica and thought what her friend would say if she knew! She imagined Jessica standing in front of her, watching and laughing at her, while she stroked her clit, pinched her nipples, and moaned like a whore. Yes, she wanted to feel like a whore at that moment! And then Amber almost exploded as the orgasm rolled over her in a big wave of pleasure.
As Amber recovered, sweating from the effort, she smiled luckily and thought how fucked up she sometimes was.
— Preserving appearances —
It took a few days for Amber to find her way into the social scene of the campus. It wasn’t a big deal, though! It didn’t last long until she had new friends or, as she liked to think about them, followers. Of course, they were also fashion victims like herself. Still, almost none of the girls could afford such expensive designer clothes as Amber did.
“What should I say, I am the hottest most popular girl!” she smiled to herself.
And, of course, the girls loved taking pictures with Amber. Hot girls did that. They photographed themselves, posted the photos on Instagram, made videos, and linked each other.
The blonde beauty had been taught that preserving appearances was one of the most essential things in social relations. Thus she needed a handsome guy she could be seen with. And before the lectures began, Amber found someone who caught her eye. She found out that his name was Lucas, a tall guy with broad shoulders. His rather long, brown hair fell slightly into his distinctive face with full lips. And there were something mysterious about his dark, almost black eyes. Except for the eyes, he looked pretty much like a younger copy of John, her stepfather. This was likely what had caught her attention. And Amber decided for herself he was the right one. She didn’t know if he was with someone, but she didn’t care either. She knew how to turn a man’s head without giving him too much.
Wearing a powder-pink, short, pleated skirt showing pretty much of her legs was the right approach to attract attention. Even if petite, Amber’s body was well proportioned. Not to mention her beautiful, heart-shaped face, big blue eyes, and pouty lips. Her slender, tanned legs, quite long for her size, attracted much attention. And they looked even longer with the white sandals on four-inch heels she wore that day. A little makeup, with lipgloss on her lips, and a tight white shirt, which emphasized her big breasts, made her look like a wet dream. Her long, blonde hair, with the natural, wavy cascades, gave her the look of classic American beauty.
“Oh, sorry, may I,” she pushed herself between the people on the stairs. As she passed Lucas, she made another step and let her books slide out of her hands. The books and a notebook fell on the stairs. “Oh, silly me,” she said with a high-pitched voice. She bent over at the waist, only slightly bending her knees, to collect the books. She knew Lucas was standing right behind her and got a good view of her behind, covered by the sexy little skirt. Maybe he could even take a peek under it, at her white ‘Victoria’s Secret’ panties. Of course, not a string, but still sexy, she found.