I was a shy, straight and somewhat petite little white girl in an abusive relationship with a man about 5 years ago. I moved to a new job site and started working with a super tall and extremely busty dominant black woman my age. She is the mother hen type so when I told her of the abuse she went into full protective mode and invited me to come live with her rent free to get away from my ex. I quickly agreed. I had never felt so protected and cared for before in my life. She quickly became my best friend and a person I greatly respected and looked up to. Even idolized as someone i wish I were. I wanted to please her any way I could. Non sexually I mean as I was straight and I had no clue as to what was to come.

As I mentioned, my gf has really large boobs. So large, I had never seen any that big before. And at 6 feet tall she was a very intimidating presence to both men and women. Men and women stared at her boobs all the time and she was not bothered by it but used it to her advantage to get what she wanted. I caught myself staring at them as well. Then quickly turning away and blushing as she caught me doing it yet again. It wasn't like I was turned on by them. That would come later. It was I couldn't help myself not noticing them.

One day, she caught me staring one time to often and started to use that against me. First, she started hugging me all the time and for no reason at all. it didn't matter if others were present or how much I wiggled and squirmed to escape her embrace. I HATED these hugs on so many levels. I wasn't gay so I wasn't getting excited by having her boobs smothering. Because of the height difference my head was often crushed into her boobs to the point of suffocation. It was embarrassing when she did it in front of others and because of the abuse I really didn't like being touched at all and this was sort of making me really uncomfortable.

But she said to me she is a affectionate type of person and I just had better get use to it if I was going to live with her. Also, I put up with it because I wanted to please her the best I could. So I ignored my feelings and how uncomfortable it made me feel and let her hug me. Then a funny thing happened. I started to look forward and actually enjoy the hugging. It had been years since any one touched me in an affectionate way and my body started to unwillingly on my part, respond to her hugs. I found myself getting short of breath and goose bumps popping out along my arms, neck and shoulders. Not to mention my nipples getting hard and a warm, moist, fuzzy feeling in my groin I hadn't felt in years.

Sheila, my gf, noticed my bodies reaction and began to do more things to me. First she started throwing me on the bed and straddling me. Tickling me so much I was crying with laughter. I wiggled and squirmed to escape and I noticed how my struggles seemed to turn her on by the way her heavy chest would heave above me. How her breath became short and by the hungry look in her eye as she held me down beneath her. The more I struggled, the more clearly excited she got. And I found myself unwantedly getting excited by her excitement. It wasn't long before all pretense of tickling me gradually faded into her pinning me down and grinding on me between my legs. With our clothes on. Often I was crying and begging her to stop. Not really because of what she was doing but because of how excited what she was doing was making me. Quit a few times I was on the verge of an orgasm when she finally stopped and I couldn't admit to myself that she was making me like that.

Soon, she was pinning me against the wall and fondling me or on the couch under her and leaving hickies and bite marks on my neck that I was hard pressed to hide from my new bf. She would sneak up behind me as I did the dishes. Sometimes just wearing a robe and nothing else. Then bend me forward over the sink with her heavy breasts pressed into my back and neck. Her arms around my waist and her lips whispering, "Thank You" into my ear as she gently nibbled on a lobe. Then just stopping and leaving me there. Each time that she did this her hands went higher up my body until they were cupping my breasts and pulling on my thick, excited nipples as if she were trying to milk me. Her lips lingered on my neck and bit and sucked the delicate skin until obvious marks were left there for all to see. When she stopped and left. I would crumple to the floor out of excitement. Then when I regained my feet, I would scamper off to the bedroom and masturbate to a huge orgasm as I thought of her doing even more to me. Then I would cry myself to sleep for what I had jut done to myself. She was marking me as hers. She knew by now she could have me any time she wanted but she wanted more.She wanted me to submit to her fully by me asking her for it. Which I just could not bring myself to do.

She was doing more and more to me as time went on. "Nonchalantly" or "accidentally" Exposing her heavy breasts to me. Barging in on me when I was in the tub. Forcing kisses on the lips from me and laughing at me when I tried not to kiss her back. Which the site of them now greatly excited me despite myself. Often I found myself underneath her or pinned against something as she fondled and caressed my reluctant my mind but oh so willing body into submission.She was training me to obey her as well. First she would nicely ask me to do some chores for her. Which I gladly did. Then she began to tell me to do them. Next she was ordering me to do them and finally I was expected to do them without being told. I knew that when she came home I was to have the bath running and her robe and slippers ready in the bathroom for her. I knew just from a look when she wanted her feet or shoulders rubbed. Sometimes, as I rubbed her shoulders she would tell me to rub lower on her chest or the sides of her breasts. She was lactating at the time and her breasts were always full and sore. Then grab my hand and pull it lower down her front dangerously close to her swollen nipple and order me to rub. I wanted to please her so bad for all she did, I reluctantly did these things and more even though I felt like I was being treated like a slave at times. I just put up with it as thats my nature and she did so much for me. She was my best friend and protector. I had no where else to live.

One night in her SUV, without thinking I began to fondle and play with her breasts above her t-shirt on my own. it was the first time I had ever done this without her making me do it. Something in me just finally relaxed and let go and I submitted to what she wanted from me. We played in the car for awhile. After helping me get out of her t-shirt and bra, her breasts are way to big and heavy for my little hands to do that a lone. Mostly she just let me explore her body on my own and I just followed her reactions to what I was doing and I did.

Before it went too far she drove us home and bedded me. She ordered me to strip for her as she sat laying nude on the bed playing with herself. I was so shy and blushing as I did but thrilled she wanted to see me. She ordered me to come to her and when I did, she dragged me down onto the bed between her legs and had me lay on top of her. She wrapped her thick, powerful thighs around my body so I knew there was no escape and we just kissed and kissed a long time like that until I was able to relax and stop shaking out of fear.

As she grew more and more excited, her primal side took over and it was with no effort at all she quickly reversed our positions so I was underneath her and felt her full weight pressing me into the mattress. She slid down and pried my legs open as her face dove into my drenched pussy. It wasn't long at all before her expert tongue had me fighting back and then surrendering to her my huge orgasm. I did not want to cum for her! I wanted to keep that small part of my identity from her. I thought if I didn't cum for her I wasn't really a lesbian then and didn't really enjoy it that much. She ripped that first orgasm from me with such ease it was like I wasn't even trying not to cum.

But now that I knew how it felt my greedy pussy wanted more! I had been teased and in denial so long one orgasm just wouldn't do. Amazingly, I found myself putting my hands on her head in an attempt to urge her on to keep licking me. And she did. To a point. I was about to explode again when she drew her dark skin, glistening in the soft light from my juices coating her face. A sight I will never forget. I had never been so wet in my life! She looked at me and said, "If you want to get off again you have to eat me first."

God, I was so afraid of doing that for so many reasons. But in my extreme excitement and desire to please, I felt myself gently nodding my head yes before I could think too much. Just as quickly she scooted up and straddled my tummy and placed her hands over my wrists as she pinned me down beneath her. Her huge breasts dangling over me and rubbing into my body as she started to slide up and down my torso. As she became more and more excited, I could feel her wetness leak out and smear on to my tummy and chest.

Then she scooted up some more,placed her shins on my wrists and lowered her big pussy onto my reluctant and scared face. Her pussy covered my face from my chin to my nose. Just giving me enough room to breath between her coarse pubic hairs covering the rest of my face. Later, I saw that her pubes had left little scratches on my tummy from the grinding and even more on my face. I had no idea what to do. So I just lay there and concentrated on breathing. I do know however that her taste and smell was intoxicating and I could feel my clit getting hard from it.

As I lay there, she began to slowly grind on my face. Her speed gradually picked up along with the force she pushed down with until I could feel her large hooded clit poking me on my lips and face. It was so thrilling when I realized it was her clit poking me and I felt my own excitement grow. My excitement grew For her excitement and what I came to realize later, how she was using me for her pleasure and nothing else mattered. For some reason this greatly excited me. Then she stopped.

I felt her pussy sort of flower open and she pushed down on my face really hard. The next moment I knew my mouth was filling with a torrid of warm sticky but sweet fluid. My face was covered by her pussy so it had no where to go but for me to swallow it if I were to breath. When I did, it set off my own orgasm. At the time I had no idea what I was swallowing. I had never heard of gushing/squirting. Not like this any way. This was more like a slow running river than a squirt. But even though I didn't know what she was doing my pussy most of from the huge orgasm I had from just swallowing it.

There was a lot. At least three mouthfuls and she was shaking so hard and pushing down on my mouth so hard I thought one of us would be injured. She finally rolled off of me and curled up in a ball next to me shaking and quivering uncontrollably for several minutes. When I finally stopped gagging I reached over and hugged her tight from behind until she stopped and we both fell asleep.

She told me later that had never happened before. The gushing like that and she really didn't know it was going to happen. She said it just felt so good. When she felt she was going to cum a urge to push her pussy down and open came over her and she just released everything. It was very scary for her to as she felt like it would never stop and her heart was beating so fast and she couldn't catch her breath and couldn't stop shaking. She also said she felt so weak and drained after and we learned to have water near by afterwards. But felt amazing she said.