Lesbian Forced Orgasm on the Drunk Girl (Pt. 2)

Alisia and Tia, after the first two meetings and Alisia taking advantage of her drunken acquaintance, this time she wants to do even more to the other beauty.

**The story is based on truth and a real conversation had between a female cousin of mine but the sexual stuff might just be made-up, since she never really went into the details.
This is the second part of Alisia seducing and forcing Tia, her female sexy part-time gym babe, to go down on her like the good drunk friend Tia is. Only this time, she doesn't want her as drunk as the last two times, when she got off when Tia got off. This time she wants all the rush of Tia going down on her.**

I, Alisia, had been hoping to see Tia, my new acquaintance and blackout-drunk fuck-friend, was once again tipsy and getting drunk at the bar my uncle and I frequented.
I had seen her about two times at the same bar before I got up the courage to approach her and talk to her. She was, and is and always has been, extremely naturally beautiful. She had a boyfriend with her those first two times she was there, but later on, she told me she had to break up because he was becoming controlling, obsessive, and manipulative toward her and her friends.
She even told me about the time she was at a party and he, according to one of her friends, moved a few seats over just so he could watch her to see if she'd flirt with any guys or other girls. She broke things off with him, and he came into the bar one night trying to get her to talk to him, but she had a wall of her five or six good friends coming to her defense. That included me, since I was also there that night.
My uncle had been in the Air Force, and he was the head of the security force on one of the Air Bases in Indiana for over 12 years. He told his old superior and friend about what happened at the bar, and the superior took care of the guy. That ex of Tia's was never seen in town after that incident.

Anyway, getting back to our story here. I realized, after the last black-out drunken orgasms I forced onto Tia. Giving her pleasure and seeing her writhe beneath my body... It was something I never knew I needed.
I wanted her again, but I hadn't actually seen her in person since that last time. We had talked on the phone, and texted nearly every day since that second meetup at my place, but It was killing me how I couldn't see her in person.
I am in school, a local two-year community college to get my General Ed requirements done so I could transfer to either Indiana State University or Purdue University on an academic or athletic scholarship going for Computer Science.
I was in the two-year school's Track and Field team on a scholarship there. I was a thrower, mostly Discus and Javelin.
Tia is a swimmer on a small, private four-year college swimming and diving team. She's very good at the distance events. Very intelligent and bright.
Tia had shorter, medium-length dark brown hair. My own a tinge lighter and more blonde.
Eventually, as the week flies by and Friday night comes around, I think, *Maybe I should see if she wants to hang out with me here.**
So, I do this. A minute later, she texts back, saying: Yes! I'd love to. But I am busy right now. Won't be available until 6 or 7.
I feel down about this, but think over it and decide I can make that time work. I don't want her wasted completely, I want her coherent enough to where she can still service my pussy with her lips, but not be so sober she might turn me away completely.
So, I agree and say, *Yeah, sounds fine. I'll make some food and we can just hang out. I have some wine around. Red work?*
A minute later and she texts me again, this in response to my question: *Hell yeah! I love red. Anything Merlot or Malbec works for me.*
I realize, *Shit, I don't have any of those. I'll have to make a run and get a bottle of each.*
I then ask: What food do you like? Any Allergies?

She texts another minute later: Nope. Not unless it's pollen or ragweed. Otherwise, I like anything.

So, that's what I do. I run out, grab the two bottles of wine, which were not cheap for my broke college self, and then I head over to the store, getting a frozen pack of all organic wings and a vegetable and some rice. I get back to the house in time to start prepping for the food.
*I hope you don't mind chicken wings, girl.* I think to myself, as I set out to make the wings and a side of mild and crispy.

She comes over about an hour later, right around 6:30, and I usher her into the apartment.
I ask, "You found it fine, right?"
She shrugs and smiles brightly at me, saying, "Yeah, I actually almost forgot about it, but I got here in one piece. It smells good in here."
I laugh along with her and move us into the living room, periodically talking about our busy weeks since we last saw each other.
I then open up the wine and we begin to delve into the chips and salsa I bring out as an appetizer.

It is another 45 minutes gone by, with both of us steadily sipping our wine and peacefully talking, when the food is finally ready.
I sit us in the kitchen. We sit just across from each other. I genuinely enjoy her company. Obviously, her beauty makes it hard not to stare at her white teeth, her perfect smile, and her beautiful bubble butt, but I manage to hold together my horny beast. For the time being.
Sometime after cleaning up, with Tia helping to dry the dishes and pan I used, I say this is around 8:30 at this point, out of the blue, Tia asks "Did you make me cum last time I was here?"

I nearly choke on my wine and have her to pat my back so I don't die. I look at her wide-eyed and say, realizing she's going to call the police and I'm going to jail for not keeping my stupid libido in check, "Why say that?"
She simply shrugs and says, slightly tipsy from the wine coursing through her system, "I do get a glimpse into something. Something that I feel."
I simply ask, "What is that something?"
She shrugs and says, winking lazily, "Waking up after an orgasm, especially the next morning after spending time here with you, naturally makes me wonder how I could end up back here and with wet panties in the morning."
*Stupid, stupid, stupid.* I think, as I realize how she would question why her panties were drying but wet with her sex juices.
I think it through, but I see I have no way out of this dilemma. I turn to her and say, soft as I can with my voice trembling, "I really just find you so sexy a-and really irresistible. I just wanted to feel your body and to see your smooth, naked skin against mine. I wanted to taste you and touch you. But I know now, I did something wrong."

Tia simply just pulls away from me. I don't know what to do to make it right. I don't know what she wants me to do, or say, to make things okay.
I ask, shuttering slightly, "What are you going to do about it?"
Tia simply stands up and shakes her head, she turns from me and says, "You think you can just own me. My body? Without thinking I should be asked first? Disregarding the... highly intense orgasms, since those were taken as well, I want something back."
I ask, startled by the turn of this night, "What is it? Anything. I-I will do anything."

Tia asks, "Anything?"
I feel a prickling in the back of her neck, like something bad could happen if she doesn't say something right here. Not wanting to back down, she says, "And what is that, Tia? Huh? Do you want to control me. I gave you better orgasms than that lousy boyfriend ever did."
Tia stutters but stands straight, asking, "Would you be willing to be tied up, teased, fucked with big, fat strapons? Would you like 3 or 4 unwilling orgasms? Would you want a girl sucking your pussy until you can't feel anything?"
I think about it, but smirks and say, "Maybe I would actually like that, since I am a damn lesbian."
She pushes me against the couch, abrupt and unexpectedly but still with feminine grace and beauty attached, and whispers in my ear, "Well, how's this for a change?"
I simply moan and bite my lip at her rough way of handling me. I simply say, "I-I like it. Almost as much as being the one in control. But only because it's you."

Tia stops at this admission from me and leans back. Taking in my oval-shaped face and bright brown eyes. She then leans in and says, "I might be tipsy here, but I am in control. For once, let me take you. Let me touch and taste you. Let me remember it well."
She then kisses me roughly. Hands flying over my tight shirt and nearly ripping it off me. No bra underneath it, so she simply goes straight down to my tight, small mounds and high-pointed nips.
I let her.
Our bodies press full together. Her clothed fully, and me half-nude.
She teases me and brings me higher and higher. Only to tear me back down.
Eventually, I beg and beg enough to where she lets me go. She tears off my underwear and says, prodding at my feet and legs to move, "Get up. Move on top. Yeah, face me. I want you to ride my face... Just like you said you wanted to... And just like how I want to taste your tight little pussy."
"Oh, FUCK! Baby!" I let out a loud, feminine groan of pleasure. I feel myself get higher and higher, I grow sweatier and hotter. I feel her soft, moist lips upon my own steaming sex and fuck myself roughly into her mouth.
We moan at the same time, both for different reasons I imagine, and I feel myself shake.
I release into her mouth. "Oh, Fuck! Oh, FUCK! FUCK ME BABY!" I squeal out in delight as pleasure warms me and I feel myself start to shake uncontrollably. My legs and body has a mind of its own.
My mind goes blank and my body curls into itself.

Tia sits up and looks at me, a messy, shiny face with wetness. My wetness.
She takes a towel and wipes it off softly and returns to me.'
"How was it?"
I can only nod happily at her.
"That good, huh?"
I finally catch my breath enough to fall into her arms and soft embrace. "I feel more well-fucked than ever before."
I know I caused a river to flow upon my own couch, but at this moment, I only feel certain bliss.
And I think to myself, as I cover us on the couch with a long blanket, *Well, I got my wish finally. I got the sexiest woman in my life to go down on me. Just not really in the way I expected.*
We fall asleep in each others arms and warm embrace. I think, *I will get you back for these orgasms, Tia. I swear I will.*