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  • Wine Night with my Exhibitionist Girlfriend [Repost]

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    Brian, Ashley (his girlfriend), Madison (Ashley’s younger sister), and Alyssa (Madison’s girlfriend) lose their inhibitions over drinks of wine and beer. This is the thirteenth chapter in the Exhibitionist Sister series, although it is written such that it stands by itself. [Exhibitionist Sister Ch. 13 Repost]

    Let me give y’all a bit of backstory in case you don’t already know me. My name is Brian, and I’m dating this girl named Ashley. We’ve been together for a few years now. Ashley is a very… outgoing person. She’s not shy at all, and in fact, she’s a bit of an open book, especially when it comes to her sex life. I realize that’s a lot to tell you right off the bat, but it’s relevant to this story. Ashley’s adventurousness has led to us having a number of incredible experiences with other like-minded people (namely this one couple we’re good friends with, Jordan and Kristen) as well as Ashley’s younger sister, Madison, and Madison’s girlfriend, Alyssa! Fair warning, a lot has already happened between us, so we’re going to hit the ground running from this point onward. Feel free to check out my previous posts if you want some backstory (though it isn’t necessary!).

    Believe it or not, Jordan (who is my best friend) and I had spent the first part of the evening drinking with Madison. One thing led to another, and Madison may have sucked our cocks, received a good face-fucking or two, and eventually let us fuck her in the ass several times. If that sounds like a lot, well, it was. I’m still kind of in shock that I spent the past few hours fucking my girlfriend’s little sister in the ass. If you’re interested in hearing about that — or all the stuff that came before it, as there was quite a lot of build-up — then I again recommend that you check out some of my earlier stories.

    The long and short of the backstory between all of us is that Madison started watching Ashley and I have sex a while back. Things sort of progressed from there, and Madison slowly became more and more involved. It got to the point where she and Ashley were actually having sex regularly, probably more often than Madison and Alyssa, and Madison and I were fooling around just as often. But let me be clear, she and I have not had sex. We’ve just done… basically everything besides that. Especially after earlier tonight, we certainly checked off a few more boxes.

    So with all that out of the way, I should probably get back to the present. Like I said, Jordan and I had spent the earlier part of the evening drinking with Madison, and that led to him and I fucking her in the ass, to be blunt. I suppose I should also add that we also face-fucked her for a bit, which was great. Madison is really great at giving head, which was originally a bit of a surprise given she’s been dating Alyssa for a while now. But I digress. It was now around 10:10pm or so. Alyssa was on our way and would be here in about twenty minutes. Madison, Ashley, and I were just sitting on our phones and talking. We were still on the couches outside of Ashley’s room (in the basement). Madison and I were describing the night’s events to Ashley, who was clearly extremely turned-on by what we were describing to her.

    Madison and I first described how Jordan and I had been drinking and playing video games when Madison casually came out wearing a skimpy little tank top and some athletic shorts. To me, it had been clear that she had an ulterior motive at that point, but she totally tried to play it off like she wasn’t trying to get semi-laid. (I say “semi-laid” because her pussy was off-limits.)

    I told Ashley how Jordan immediately recognized Madison as the girl who was sucking my dick in those videos I sent to him the other day. And then Madison explained to Ashley how she wasted no time getting my and Jordan’s cocks in her mouth. Madison told her sister about how excited she was at the prospect of having two hard cocks to play with instead of just one.

    It was around this point in the conversation when Ashley said “fuck it”, pulled her pants down — followed shortly by her panties — kicked them off her feet, leaned back, spread her legs, and started openly masturbating. Madison and I chuckled and enjoyed the view as Ashley played with her pussy. She slipped her fingers in between her lips before sliding two fingers inside herself. She began to gently massage her clit with her other hand. She was already very wet.

    “Please, don’t mind me,” Ashley grinned. “This is just too juicy not to touch myself.”

    “What’s too juicy?” Madison laughed. “Our story, or your pussy?”

    Ashley giggled. “Both, really.”

    I quickly described how Madison had first worked Jordan’s cock for a bit before shifting over to give me some attention. I made sure to include that Madison had addressed me as “daddy” when I instructed her to go and make Jordan cum, which made Ashley moan audibly. Madison and I both remained fixated on the action going on between Ashley’s thighs. Madison absolutely loved watching her big sister touch herself. There were few things that turned her on more than that.

    Next, Madison described how it felt to take Jordan’s cock into her mouth. She told Ashley how nice and big it was, and how nice it felt to run her tongue along Jordan’s shaft and around the head of his cock. She talked about taking Jordan’s balls into her mouth and sucking them gently while she stroked his shaft. Madison explained how good it felt when Jordan started to climax, and how she could feel each rope of cum coat her tongue and throat. Ashley was breathing pretty hard by this point, but we were just getting started.

    Next, I told Ashley about how I had Madison lean back against the couch. I told Ashley how I fucked her little sister’s mouth in front of my friend, and then how my friend took a turn once his cock was hard and ready again. I described how Madison’s eyes had watered as she took our cocks in her throat. I told Ashley how good it felt to slide my cock all the way into her little sister’s mouth — so that my balls were resting on her chin — and hold it there for a second while Madison gagged and choked. I told Ashley that her little sister had looked so hot with our cocks in her mouth, and that Madison had been our little slut for the evening.

    As if that all wasn’t enough, Madison excitedly detailed how I had shot my cum all over her face and her tits while Jordan watched, eagerly waiting for his turn to fuck her mouth. She described how much it turned her on to feel each rope of hot, white cum land across her face and her tits, knowing another man was about to start using her mouth next. Then Madison told Ashley about how she had sat there, absolutely covered in our cum, and brought herself to a huge orgasm while Jordan and I enjoyed the show. She loved touching herself in front of us. She loved that we could see her pussy, and she loved how dirty she felt, freshly face-fucked and covered in cum. Madison said that it was one of the best orgasms she ever had.

    “My God,” Ashley groaned as she rubbed her clit. “You are such a fucking slut Madison. What the fuck.”

    “I guess it runs in the family huh sis,” Madison said. “After all, you’re sitting here touching yourself to this.”

    “Fair enough,” Ashley grinned.

    Ashley was getting close to getting herself off. Her toes were curled, she was sliding her fingers in and out of her pussy pretty fast now, and she was breathing pretty hard too. She managed to last until Madison and I told her about how she had let Jordan and I fuck her in the ass repeatedly. At that point, she lost it. Ashley was no match for Madison’s recollection of the night’s events. Listening to Madison — her little sister — talk about how she spent the evening taking two cocks up the ass was too much for Ashley. Especially because one of those cocks belonged to me, her boyfriend.

    “Awh, can’t you edge a little longer?” Madison teased as Ashley cried out that she was almost there. “Don’t you wanna hear more about how your little sister spent the evening getting fucked in the ass by your boyfriend?”

    “Fuck, fuck, FUCK,” Ashley moaned. Her pussy was so incredibly wet, the sound of her fingers sliding in and out of her hole filled the room.

    “Your boyfriend shot his cum into my ass over and over, you know,” Madison said. “He and his best friend pumped my tight, virgin asshole full of cum while you were at work.”

    Ashley let out another loud moan. She threw her head back and arched her back as she started to climax.

    “Their cocks felt so good too,” Madison continued. “I loved how your boyfriend’s big cock felt in my ass. He made me feel so full. I can’t wait to fuck him again.”

    Ashley gritted her teeth and moaned as she writhed around in pleasure. No doubt she was picturing Madison taking my cock in her ass.

    “You know what? I’m gonna let your boyfriend fuck my ass every time you go to work,” Madison teased. “Everytime you go to work, you’ll know I’m back home, letting your boyfriend pump his cum into my tight little asshole.. I’ll be his personal little fucktoy whenever you’re not around.” I couldn’t believe my ears. Jordan and I must have awakened something inside her tonight. That, or she was just obscenely horny after being shared by two guys. Either way, I was all for it!

    “FUCK,” Ashley cried out. Her whole body was tense as she desperately worked her clit. Finally, her orgasm finished, and she collapsed in a heap, breathing hard, gasping for breath.

    “Wow,” she sighed. “Thanks for that. Holy fuck.”

    “You’re welcome,” Madison said cheerily. “I’ve got to pay you back somehow. I wasn’t lying when I said I loved having your boyfriend fuck me in the ass.” She winked at me before continuing. “Giving you a good story is the least I could do.”

    “You certainly know how to tell a good story,” Ashley smiled. She had stopped fingering herself, but she left her legs open so Madison and I could enjoy the view of her pussy (and her butthole, for that matter).

    “I learned from the best,” Madison laughed. “I’ve heard you give so many graphic recollections of getting fucked. I should hope I’d be pretty good at telling you about how I got fucked for once.”

    “You’re more than pretty good,” Ashley chuckled. “Were you serious about letting Brian fuck you in the ass whenever I go to work?”

    “Yeah,” Madison shrugged. “If he’s horny, at least.” She looked at me. “I already told you that you could fuck my ass whenever you wanted to, didn’t I?”

    “You did indeed,” I grinned.

    “Exactly,” Madison said. “That would certainly include whenever you’re at work.”

    Ashley nodded approvingly. “Works for me. Somebody needs to be able to get Brian off when I’m not around. Who better than my little sister!”

    Madison and I laughed. “I’m all for it,” I said.

    I checked my phone once Ashley’s orgasm finished, and saw that it was 10:28pm. So, we decided to stop telling the story — we could fill Ashley in on any remaining details later. Ashley went and grabbed a bottle of wine, a beer, and four wine glasses. She poured herself and Madison a glass of wine and handed me my beer.

    “Thanks babe,” I said, cracking open the can and taking a big swig.

    Ashley handed Madison her glass.

    “Thanks sis,” Madison said. Madison’s phone buzzed. She unlocked it and read her text. “Alyssa is here. Should I tell her to just come in?”

    “Yeah,” Ashley said. “The front door is unlocked. Mom and dad are asleep. Just tell her to lock it behind her.”

    “Gotcha,” Madison said. “Oh, you should probably put your pants back on, Ashley.”

    “Oh fuck, good idea,” Ashley laughed. She quickly threw her pants and panties back on. “Good save.”

    “Mhm,” Madison said. “Though I hope I get to see your pussy again later.”

    “Me too,” Ashley grinned.

    Alyssa came downstairs about three minutes later. Ashley quickly poured her a glass of wine.

    “Hey baby,” Madison said, smiling.

    “Hey baby girl,” Alyssa replied with a smile. She had a look on her face — like a sort of “knowing” look. I wondered if she knew Madison had just taken two cocks in her ass tonight. I wouldn’t be surprised one way or another.

    Ashley also topped off her and Madison’s glasses, as they had almost finished their own. I went ahead and finished my first beer and hopped up to grab a few more. “Anybody need anything while I’m up?” I asked.

    Everyone gave some form of “no thank you” as their response.

    “I am going to go change real quick though,” Alyssa said. She followed me as I walked to retrieve the beers until we passed the bathroom, at which point she went in and shut the door behind her.

    I got back with my beers, cracked another open, and sat down. Alyssa had already finished changing. She was wearing a fairly low-cut, black tank top and red running shorts with a white stripe running down the sides. The girls were talking about Ashley and Alyssa’s shifts. The usual. Some annoying customers, shitty bosses, drama with coworkers because somebody fucked somebody they weren’t supposed to, somebody else got caught doing coke in the bathroom. Just standard service industry happenings.

    “Tony and Alicia got caught fucking in the bathroom again,” Ashley said. Tony and Alicia were coworkers of hers. They were in an on-again off-again relationship, and there was always drama with them. Apparently they had a reputation for fucking and doing coke in the bathroom at the restaurant. Somehow they’ve been lucky enough to only get caught by other employees, otherwise they’d likely be fired on the spot.

    “Of course they did,” Madison laughed. “How many times is that now?”

    “As far as I know, they’ve been caught banging four times,” Ashley said. “Like, this was the fourth time.”

    “Wow,” Alyssa said. “Can’t they just wait until their shift is over?”

    “I’m pretty sure they go straight to one of their cars and fuck when their shift ends,” Ashley chuckled.

    “Damn,” Madison said. “These horny motherfuckers.”

    “It’s probably all the cocaine,” I said. “Doesn’t that shit make you, like, incredibly horny?”

    “Does it?” Alyssa asked.

    I shrugged. “That’s what I’ve heard.”

    “You sure you don’t have a cocaine habit, Ashley?” Madison teased.

    “What?” Ashley laughed. “No!”

    “Oh, they’re onto you, babe,” I grinned.

    “That would explain why you’re always so goddamn horny,” Madison said.

    “She’s got you there,” Alyssa agreed.

    Ashley laughed again. “Damn, I guess y’all caught me.”

    “Do you play that up?” Alyssa asked Ashley, taking a sip of wine.

    “Play what up?” Ashley asked.

    “How horny you are,” Alyssa giggled. “Like, I know the joke is that Ashley has the sex drive of a thirteen-year-old boy. But, like, do you really?”

    “I don’t know,” Ashley said. “What do you think Brian?”

    I laughed. “That girl is insatiable,” I said. “She’d have sex three times a day if we had the time.”

    “Really?” Alyssa said. “Damn, wow.”

    “That’d be nice every once in a while,” Madison said.

    “What would? Having sex three times in a day?” I asked.

    “Mhm,” Madison said. “Like, I totally see the appeal of spending the whole day getting fucked.”

    “That sounds very appealing,” Ashley giggled. The three of us laughed.

    “No, no, it totally does,” Madison said. “But just, like, not every day! Just sometimes, I’d like to spend the day in bed getting laid.”

    “Doesn’t have to be in bed,” Ashley winked.

    “Good point,” Madison said. “Then I’d like to spend the day getting laid. In bed, in the shower, on the floor, wherever.”

    “Mhm,” Ashley said.

    “But just not every single day,” Madison said.

    “What’s your, like, ideal frequency for having sex?” I asked.

    “Depends,” Madison said. “If I’m not busy, then I wouldn’t mind having sex every day. But a few times a week, at least.”

    “Yeah, a few times a week is good,” Alyssa said. “You can always go crazy some weeks if you’re in the mood.”

    I nodded. “Makes sense.”

    “Pretty sure I’ve asked Ashley this before,” Madison said. “And she said every day, at least, right?”

    Ashley nodded. “I prefer to get dick at least once a day.”

    “Which works for me,” I said. “I’m an everyday type of guy at the moment.”

    “Hey, do you guys wanna play a game?” Ashley asked, clearly already feeling the effects of her wine. I think all of us were a bit tipsy at this point.

    “What did you have in mind?” Alyssa asked.

    “How about Never Have I Ever?” Madison suggested.

    “Works for me,” Alyssa said.

    “I’m down.” I said, taking another swig from my beer.

    “Me too,” Ashley said with a sly grin spreading across her lips.

    “How about you go first, Ashley?” I said. “Since you suggested it and all.”

    “Okay,” Ashley smiled. “Everybody put up all five fingers.”

    We all did as we were told.

    “Now then,” Ashley said, pausing for a moment to think of a prompt. “Never have I ever smoked a cigarette.”

    Madison rolled her eyes and put a finger down. “Were you targeting me? That was one time when I was, like, sixteen.”

    Alyssa laughed. “Serves you right for trying cigarettes at all!”

    Madison chuckled. “I suppose so, it was dumb.” She took a big sip of wine. “So who’s next?”

    “Let’s go clockwise,” Ashley said. “So Brian, you’re next.”

    I had been trying to think of a prompt while Ashley was doing her turn, but I hadn’t come up with anything yet.

    I thought for another moment before saying, “Never have I ever accidentally walked in on two people having sex.” I’ve definitely walked in on people having sex before, but never by accident!

    Madison thought for a moment. “How do you define walked in on? Because I come downstairs and hear you and Ashley going at it at least twice a week.”

    Ashley laughed. “Hey now, we almost always have sex in my bedroom!”

    “Almost always?” Alyssa inquired, taking a small sip of wine after she spoke.

    “Well, yeah,” I shrugged. “Sometimes we’re out here. Like last week, I’m pretty sure we banged right where you’re sitting.”

    “Oh my God,” Alyssa laughed. “You didn’t!”

    “It might’ve been where Madison is sitting,” Ashley said, scratching her head. “I’m not really in the right state of mind to remember right now.”

    “Oh, I think you’re right, Ashley,” I said.

    “Yeah. Because I think I remember being able to see that painting –” Ashley gestured to this painting hanging on the wall behind Madison — “while I was riding you.”

    “Oh, you were riding him?” Madison laughed. “Thanks, now I think I have the right mental picture.”

    “Mhm,” Ashley said. “If it helps, I was completely naked, but Brian only had his pants down a bit.”

    “Why weren’t both of you naked?” Alyssa asked.

    “Well, I had just gotten out of the shower,” Ashley said. “And I was horny –.”

    “As usual,” Madison interjected.

    “Right,” Ashley laughed. “So I came over to where Brian was sitting, and I just got down on my knees, pulled his pants down, and started blowing him.”

    “Wow,” Alyssa mused.

    “It was pretty great,” I grinned.

    “And once he was hard,” Ashley continued. “I sat down on his dick and started riding.”

    “Sounds like a good time to me,” Alyssa chuckled.

    “Oh, it was,” Ashley said.

    “Where was I?” Madison asked. “I don’t remember this.”

    “We were pretty quiet for once,” Ashley said. “I thought you might have gone to bed so I didn’t want to wake you up.”

    “Ah, but if you had reason to believe I was awake, then you wouldn’t have bothered with trying to be quiet, right?” Madison said.

    “Of course not!” Ashley laughed. “It’s more fun when you can be loud.”

    “You’re not wrong,” Alyssa said in agreement.

    Madison laughed and rolled her eyes. “Okay, well then I suppose I haven’t walked in on you guys doing it before.”

    Alyssa thought for a moment before slowly putting a finger down. “I think I walked in on my sister having sex once? I’m not 100% sure because she won’t admit to it, but that had to be what she and her boyfriend were doing.”

    “Probably was,” Madison said. “I take it you didn’t ask her?”

    “Nope,” Alyssa chuckled. “I felt weird about it at the time. I don’t think I’d care now. If anything, I’d just tease her about it. Alyssa took another big sip of her wine as “punishment” for having to put a finger down. “It definitely looked like they’d been having sex though.”

    “Yeah, if it looked at all like they were having sex, then they were probably having sex,” Ashley laughed.

    Alyssa nodded. “Yeah.”

    “So who’s next?” Ashley asked, looking at the group. “Alyssa is, right?”

    “Yeah,” I said. “I just went, so she’s next.”

    Madison, Ashley, and I turned and faced Alyssa, who was currently thinking about what to say.

    After a bit of thought, Alyssa blushed and said, “Never have I ever done anal.”

    Madison blushed a bit too, and then both Ashley and Madison started giggling. I have no idea if Alyssa had any idea that Madison had just spent the evening getting fucked in the ass by two different cocks. All I know is that I did not expect Alyssa to be the first person to give an overtly sexual prompt. I figured it’d be me or Ashley.

    “Ooh, it looks like I got a few of you guys, huh?” Alyssa grinned.

    “Mmm, I think you did,” I laughed. I took a big swig of my beer and put a finger down.

    Alyssa giggled. “You’ve put your, erm, thing in a girl’s butt before?” Alyssa then turned and looked at Ashley. “Does that mean you’ve taken it in the butt before?”

    Ashley laughed. “Oh, Brian’s put his ‘thing’ in my butt once or twice.”

    Alyssa glanced at me and caught me mid-eye roll. “What?”

    “Once or twice? Please” I said.

    Ashley laughed again. “Okay, okay, maaaaybe I’ve taken it in the butt — oh, let me see — more times than I can count.”

    “That’s more accurate,” I laughed.

    “Wow, really? So you really like it then?” Alyssa asked, raising her eyebrows. “I mean, I understand why Brian would like it.”

    “Oh yeah? Why would Brian like it?” Madison grinned. She was obviously trying to get Alyssa to say something dirty.

    “Oh,” Alyssa said, blushing. “Well, I just have to imagine that the view would be pretty amazing. And I bet it’d make him feel really nice…”

    “What would be so great about the view?” Ashley asked as though she really had no idea.

    Alyssa blushed again. “I mean, I guess it would depend on the position you were in…”

    “True, true,” Ashley said. “But, and I don’t know about you, but personally when I imagine two people doing anal, there’s one position that comes to mind more often than others.”

    “Agreed,” I said. “It’s the way God intended it.”

    Madison laughed. “God intended us to have buttsex in a specific position?”

    “He must’ve,” I said. “Otherwise He wouldn’t have made the view so damn good!”

    Ashley and Madison giggled. Alyssa blushed and started giggling along with them.

    “I assume you’re referring to doggystyle,” Alyssa said. “Because the girl’s ass would definitely look great if she were on her hands and knees in front of you.”

    “Exactly,” I grinned.

    “Bingo!” Madison said.

    “Yeah,” Ashley said. “I love it, personally. I get some crazy orgasms from anal, let me tell you.”

    “Really?” Alyssa asked.

    “Now she’s interested!” Madison laughed.

    “Oh, yeah, Madison,” Ashley said. “Put your finger down!”

    “I know, I know,” Madison laughed. “We’re all well-aware that I like putting things in my butt.”

    “Girl, you really do like it though,” Alyssa laughed. “None of my friends finger their asses when they masturbate, but that seems to be your go-to now.”

    “Alyssa!” Madison blushed. Obviously Madison wasn’t actually embarrassed, seeing as she’s had both Ashley’s tongue and my cock in her ass several times now. But she had to play it up a bit, I guess?

    “No shame,” Alyssa said. “Apparently it feels really good.”

    “You’ve never even tried putting so much as a finger up there?” Ashley asked. “Aren’t you curious? It’s, like, a-whole-nother-hole to play with.”

    “Nope,” Alyssa shrugged. “But I guess I’m really missing out.”

    “Uh, yeah,” Madison said. “Just a bit.”

    “It’s just like Brian said,” Ashley chuckled. “God gave you an ass so you could have anal!”

    “I didn’t say that,” I laughed. “But I’m not gonna dispute it either. That man definitely knew what he was doing.”

    “For sure,” Madison said. “He knew guys would wanna put their dicks in our butts.”

    “Mhm,” Ashley said.

    “Y’all are crazy,” Alyssa laughed.

    “Oh, so that means you’ve definitely never had someone eat your ass either, right?” Ashley asked.

    “Nope, never,” Alyssa said. “But I take it that’s also a good time?”

    “Extremely,” Ashley grinned. “Brian always gets me off that way before we do anal. I love it.”

    “Damn,” Alyssa laughed. She took the last sip from her wine glass, after which Ashley immediately filled it back up. “I didn’t know y’all were so into butt stuff. And I didn’t know literally everything having to do with my asshole would feel so good.”

    I shrugged. “It’s hot and it definitely feels good. What’s not to like?”

    “How often do y’all…?” Alyssa asked.

    “Oh, even I know this one,” Madison laughed. “Ashley can’t go more than a week without having a dick in her ass.”

    “How do you know that?” Alyssa laughed.

    “Please,” I grinned. “Ashley will talk about her sex life to anyone that’ll listen.”

    “Good point,” Alyssa said. “Does she tell you whenever they do anal?”

    “Mhm,” Madison said. “Literally — oh my gosh. Literally, the last time, she came into my room right after they finished. She just poked her head in and said, ‘guess who just got fucked in the ass!’”

    Alyssa cracked up. “Really? Holy shit, Ashley!”

    Ashley just smirked and shrugged. “I couldn’t help but brag.”

    “But did you literally go straight to Madison’s room? You didn’t even make a pitstop in the bathroom first, for example?” Alyssa asked.

    “Nope,” Ashley giggled. “Brian’s jizz was still in my butt at that point!”

    “Good lord,” I laughed. “I actually didn’t know you did that.”

    “I didn’t know your cum was still in her ass,” Madison said to me. “I mean, I figured it probably was. But she didn’t tell me.”

    “Surprising,” I said. “Ashley usually doesn’t leave out such ‘important’ details like that!”

    “Silly me,” Ashley said. “In any case, there’s definitely a ‘once a week’ minimum around here. In fact, Brian and I went anal-only for all of June last summer.”

    “Really?” Madison asked. “That, I did not know.”

    “Mhm,” I said. “It was a lot of fun, honestly.”

    “Goddamn,” Alyssa said. “You must really like anal, Ashley.”

    “Girl, that’s what I’ve been saying,” Ashley laughed. “I love taking it in the ass.”

    “What inspired you guys to go a whole month of ‘anal only’?” Madison asked. “That’s another thing I didn’t know.”

    “I saw something online about this couple that did it,” Ashley said. “It sounded fun. At first, we were only going to do a week. But then we were like, ‘why not go for longer?’”

    “Mhm,” I said. “We started at the beginning of June, so after two weeks of anal-only, we just decided to do the whole month.”

    “How often did you guys have sex that month?” Alyssa asked. “Like, last June or whatever month you said.”

    “June, yeah,” Ashley said. “Hmm, it was a little less than usual, just because my ass can only take so much dick before it needs a break.”

    “Yeah,” I said. “Your ass took quite the beating that month. I feel like it was at least three or four days a week.”

    “Damn, that’s actually kind of low for you,” Madison chuckled. “You must’ve been a mess, Ashley!”

    “Yeah, it was a bit rough,” Ashley said. “I masturbated a TON on the days where we were giving my ass a break.”

    “Bro, it was non-stop,” I laughed. “Girl touched herself like four times a day.”

    “Holy shit,” Alyssa laughed.

    “But man did it feel good to take it in the ass again after a day or two off,” Ashley said. “Having a wait a day or two for dick always makes the sex amazing.”

    “I bet,” Madison giggled. “What did you do on the off-days Brian?”

    “I jacked off some of the time,” I said. “But Ashley gave me a ton of blowjobs too. At least one a day on our ‘rest days’. Usually while she was masturbating.”

    “Damn, you’re a lucky man, Brian,” Alyssa smirked. “When your options are a blowjob or anal, I feel like it doesn’t get much better that.”

    “I certainly can’t complain,” I grinned.

    “Well, I guess you’ll have to try putting your finger in my booty sometime soon, Madison,” Alyssa said.

    “Or two, maybe,” I said quickly. “Ashley says that two feels better than one.”

    “Definitely two,” Ashley agreed.

    “Yes please,” Madison grinned. “I’m all for it.”

    “Okay, okay,” Alyssa said. “You can try putting two fingers in my butt then.”

    “Fuck yes,” Madison said. “I owe y’all one,” she said with a laugh.

    “You’ll have to let us know how you liked it,” I said. “You’ve gotta report back. For science.”

    Madison laughed. “Oh, we will.”

    “Of course,” Alyssa laughed. “I just hope I have a crazy orgasm like Ashley does.”

    “I bet you will,” Ashley said. “But in my personal experience, a tongue feels better than a finger or two.”

    “Oh gosh,” Alyssa blushed. “You really like that too?”

    “Dude, yes!” Ashley said. “It feels fucking amazing. No joke. And it’s so hot.”

    “Yep. Can confirm,” I said before finishing my current beer and cracking open a new one.

    “Okay, well if I like how Madison’s fingers feel, then maybe she can try her tongue next,” Alyssa said.

    “Man, I really hope you like how my fingers feel,” Madison giggled.

    “Oh, she definitely will,” Ashley grinned.

    “I’m excited to try it,” Alyssa admitted. “Ashley, you’ve really made it sound good.”

    “It is good,” Ashley said. She had just finished her glass of wine and was pouring herself another. We were all beyond tipsy at this point, I think.

    “What’s your favorite position?” Alyssa asked. “You can answer too, Brian.”

    “For anal?” Ashley asked.

    “Yes.”

    “Hmm,” I said, thinking to myself about the various choices. Doggystyle was an obvious choice, but reverse cowgirl is also pretty great. Even spread-eagle works pretty well with a pillow under Ashley’s butt, and the view there is awesome too, with her tits bouncing as she gets fucked…

    “Oh, that’s a tough one,” Ashley said, also pausing to think for a second.

    “I hope you’re ready for a thorough answer, Alyssa,” Madison laughed.

    “That’s what I want,” Alyssa grinned. Clearly she was getting a kick out of this. “Don’t hold back.”

    “Don’t worry,” Ashley laughed. “You know I’d never do that. Especially not with all this wine in me.”

    “I think I know my answer,” I said finally. “But I want to hear Ashley’s first.”

    “Okay, I’ll go first then,” Ashley said. “Honestly, I know it’s the obvious choice, but I’ve got to go with doggystyle.”

    “How come?” Madison asked. I briefly wondered if it occurred to anybody else how wild it was that Madison was asking her big sister why doggystyle was her favorite position for being fucked in the ass.

    “It’s mostly for the same reasons that I like doggystyle for regular sex,” Ashley said. “For one, I just love being on my hands and knees with the guy behind me. It just feels sexy, y’know?”

    “Despite having a girlfriend, I actually do know what you mean,” Madison laughed.

    “It’s not like you didn’t enjoy your fair share of dick before me,” Alyssa shrugged.

    Ashley giggled. “And it’s just hot knowing he can see everything back there too. Like Brian has such an incredible view of my ass.”

    “That I do,” I grinned.

    “He’s got a great view of my pussy and, more importantly in this case, my butthole. It’s just all on display, which makes me feel hot and dirty. He can see it all.”

    “Makes sense,” Alyssa said. “I’ve got to imagine a view of you on your hands and knees is hard to beat, especially if you’re naked.”

    “Plus, I love having my hair pulled when I’m being fucked,” Ashley continued. I knew she was horny because she was starting to speak more explicitly. I noticed Madison and Alyssa both blush when Ashley said that last part too. They were definitely into it. Ashley was doing a good job of painting them a mental image of what it looked like when I fucked her from behind.

    “Especially when Brian really gets going,” Ashley said. “If he’s got a good grip on my hair while he’s pounding me, it just feels so damn good.”

    “Goddamn,” Alyssa said under her breath. She was blushing, but clearly extremely turned on by Ashley’s response. Madison was too, for that matter.

    “And when Brian grabs my hips while he’s fucking me — or when he grabs my ass — and when he spanks me,” Ashley sighed. “Ugh, it’s just so damn good. I love when my ass cheeks are all red and stinging by the time we’re finished.”

    “Fuck yeah,” Madison said. “Nothing better than being spanked when a guy is fucking you from behind.”

    “It’s so hot,” Alyssa agreed. “I also like it when the guy reaches forward to squeeze my tits too,” Alyssa said. “Especially if he pinches my nipples or something like that.”

    “Ooh yeah,” Madison said. “I feel like that’d always make his dick go super deep.”

    “Yessss,” Ashley said. “Exactly, I love that shit. I love feeling the guy’s body slam into me, like when he’s fucking me with deep strokes.”

    “Me too,” Alyssa said. “It just feels amazing.”

    “Yeah, I was gonna say doggystyle was my favorite for the same reasons,” I said. “But especially because of the view.”

    “Mhm,” Ashley said. “You actually get to see your dick, like, fucking me. That’s my only real complaint. I can’t see your dick going inside me when I’m on my hands and knees like that.”

    “Exactly,” I grinned. “I love watching it disappear inside you.”

    “Yeah, that’s why I liked having sex on my back,” Madison said. “I could actually kind of see the guy’s dick going inside me. I always thought that was hot.”

    “Okay, so then Brian,” Alyssa started. “Which has the better view: doggystyle during anal or doggystyle during regular sex?”

    “She’s asking if it looks hotter to watch your cock go in my ass or in my pussy?” Ashley said.

    “Yes, that,” Alyssa laughed.

    I thought for a moment. “Man, that’s a tough one.”

    “It really is,” Ashley said. “I don’t even know which one I like better.”

    “I feel like seeing my dick buried in your ass is basically impossible to beat,” I said. “But I also like how your asshole looks without my dick in it, y’know? And I only get to see that during regular sex.”

    “Awh,” Ashley giggled. “I actually do think my asshole looks nice. Thanks babe.”

    Madison laughed, “true love!”

    “Heh, so yeah, I really don’t know. I don’t think I can pick one,” I shrugged.

    “Honestly, that’s fair,” Alyssa said.

    I was obviously rock-hard at this point. Listening to Ashley talk so explicitly about how she liked to be fucked was driving me insane. And, as Madison would tell me later, it was also driving both her and Alyssa crazy too.

    “Alcohol makes me so horny,” Ashley laughed softly and shook her head. “Like I am just craving sex right now.”

    Madison giggled. “To be fair, you are always horny like that, Ashley.”

    Ashley rolled her eyes. “You always say that! Sure, I’m always horny. But alcohol makes me especially horny.”

    “Honestly me too,” Alyssa and I said at the same time. We made eye contact and she smiled at me. “I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t thinking about having this one’s head between my thighs right now,” she said, gesturing towards Madison.

    “Likewise,” Madison said, flashing her girlfriend a smile.

    “What about you, Brian?” Alyssa asked with a drunk smile on her face. “Are you as horny as the rest of us?”

    I laughed. “Girl, I’ve been hard this entire time.”

    All of the girls giggled at that. “I suppose most guys would be rock hard listening to us talk about getting fucked in the ass,” Madison said.

    “Duh,” Ashley said. “It takes a lot less than that to make a guy hard.”

    “Very true,” I said. “If you brush my hand as you walk past me in the hallway, I basically have no choice but to go rub one out in the bathroom.”

    Madison giggled. “Is that why you disappeared for like an hour when I bumped into you in the hallway the other day?”

    I thought for a moment. “Y’know, I think I might’ve actually been jacking off after that happened.”

    Ashley and Alyssa both laughed.

    “Jesus Christ,” Madison said, joining them in laughing while also shaking her head.

    “Nah I’m kidding,” I chuckled. “I mean, it’s possible, but I actually just don’t remember right now.”

    “Mhm, sure Brian,” Madison said, smiling.

    “Okay y’all,” Ashley said. “I have an idea. Just hear me out.”

    “What is it?” Alyssa asked.

    “To put it bluntly, it’s abundantly clear that we are all way too horny to focus on anything right now,” Ashley said, laughing a bit as she spoke. Even with her mind clouded by alcohol and arousal, she knew she was about to propose something a little out-there.

    “Clearly,” Alyssa laughed.

    “Yeah, I’d say that’s an apt observation, babe,” I grinned.

    “So I am proposing that each couple briefly retreat to their respective bedrooms…,” she paused for a moment. “Just long enough to relieve themselves. Then we can come back here and continue from where we left off.”

    Madison, Alyssa, and I exchanged glances. It appeared that everybody was on-board with Ashley’s proposal.

    “A short break couldn’t hurt,” Madison said with only the tiniest reservation in her voice.

    “Yeah,” Alyssa shrugged. “Just a few minutes. No big deal.”

    “I’m not opposed either,” I said.

    Madison chucked. “I am admittedly a little ashamed to require such a break after talking about sex for not even that long, but I mostly just blame Ashley.”

    “Me too,” Alyssa said. “I blame Ashley for making us all horny.”

    “Awh shucks,” Ashley said. “That means so much, thanks guys.”

    I laughed. Of course it’s Ashley’s goal in life to make her friends (and her little sister, apparently) horny.

    “Okay, so let’s go then?” Ashley said.

    “Yep,” Madison said. She and Alyssa got up and giggled to themselves as they walked back towards their room.

    Ashley and I followed behind them until we reached Ashley’s door. Ashley opened the door and I started to walk in, but stopped and looked back once I saw that she was waiting at the door. Ashley held up a finger.

    “I didn’t hear them close their door,” Ashley whispered to me.

    “Meaning what?” I asked.

    “Maybe they want us to hear them having sex,” Ashley whispered back. “And maybe they want to hear you and I having sex.”

    I shrugged. “Probably.” I mean, obviously Madison would love it if we overhead her and Alyssa banging, and we all know how Madison feels about Ashley and I. I just wasn’t as aware of the whole closed/open door situation as Ashley.

    “We did joke about forgetting to close our door earlier,” I mused out loud.

    “Exactly,” Ashley said.

    “What about your parents?” I asked. “Will they hear us if we try to put on a show with our door open?”

    “What? No,” Ashley said. “You’re seriously concerned about that now? How many times have we had loud-ass sex down here?”

    “Good point,” I shrugged. “I guess they are two floors above us.”

    “And they sleep like rocks,” Ashley said. “And they went to bed at least an hour ago, so we’re definitely fine to be as loud as we want.”

    “Great,” I grinned.

    Ashley stood for a moment longer before shrugging. She started to walk towards me, leaving the door open of course, before stopping quickly. She turned her head slightly and listened.

    “I can hear moaning,” Ashley whispered quickly. “They definitely didn’t close their door.”

    I got up and tip-toed towards the door, peaking my head out to listen. Ashley was right. I could definitely hear Madison moaning. She wasn’t being very loud (yet), but it wasn’t muffled (as if I was hearing it through a door).

    “Yeah, they definitely left their door open,” I whispered.

    “Awesome,” Ashley grinned. With that, she dropped her pants and her panties and hopped up onto her bed. She got on her hands and knees and turned to face me, meaning her face was towards her open door.

    “C’mere and fuck me already,” she grinned.

    I dropped my pants and boxers and walked over to Ashley. She brought her head down and took my mostly-hard cock into her mouth, sucking it gently before moving down to take my balls into her mouth. She pumped my cock with her hand for a second as she ran her tongue around my balls. Once I was completely hard, she let my balls fall out of her mouth, gave my cock a couple more strokes for good measure, and then released it.

    I walked to the left and hopped up on the bed behind her. Immediately I was greeted with a gorgeous view of Ashley’s ass. Her pussy was already wet — she wasn’t lying about being horny. I took an ass cheek in each hand and squeezed, enjoying the view of her pussy and her asshole for a moment before releasing her right cheek. I grabbed my cock and aligned it with her pussy. Slowly, I thrust forward, and the two of us moaned as the head of my cock slid inside her.

    I continued to firmly grab her ass with my left hand. With my right, I braced against her lower back and slid the rest of my cock inside her. I held it there once I bottomed out inside her, enjoying the familiar feeling of being balls-deep in my girlfriend. Ashley whimpered. Slowly, carefully, I began to slide my cock in and out of her pussy. I gave her right ass cheek a firm slap and began to fuck her harder. Ashley moaned audibly.

    With that, I grabbed both of her hips and began to fuck her hard and fast. I pounded her tight, wet pussy, fucking her with deep strokes. She made absolutely no effort to contain herself.

    “Oh my God,” she groaned loudly. “Fuck yes, fuck my pussy, Brian.”

    “Good girl,” I groaned. “Take my cock, that’s right baby.”

    There was no doubt that Ashley’s moans could be heard by anybody in the basement. Hell, if anybody happened to be upstairs right now, then they would almost certainly be able to hear her moans too.

    “Fuck yes, daddy,” Ashley cried. “Fuck my tight little pussy. Fuck me, fuck me, oh my God, yes!”

    I spanked her ass again, this time hard enough to leave a bit of a mark.

    “Fuck, spank me again,” Ashley cried. I gave her another spank, this time on the other cheek.

    Even in my drunk state, I didn’t have too much left in me. Knowing Madison and Alyssa were surely getting off to the sounds of Ashley and I fucking was making it hard to last. And to make matters worse, it was at this point that I heard Alyssa’s voice cry out, “Fuck Madison, don’t stop, you’re gonna make me cum!”

    “Holy shit,” Ashley and I both said, in between moans. Ashley kept up her moaning, but we both listened as Madison made Alyssa cum.

    “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” we heard Alyssa cry out. “Fuck, I’m coming. Don’t stop, I’m coming!”

    Ashley started rubbing her clit as I pounded her pussy. I slowed down briefly to stave off my own orgasm. She moaned softly, for once regulating her volume so she and I could enjoy the sounds of Alyssa’s orgasm.

    “Just keep going just like that baby,” Ashley cooed. “I can cum from this.” Thank God, if I fucked her any faster, it’d be game over.

    Ashley worked her clit as she enjoyed the feeling of my cock pounding her pussy. Her moans filled our room again as Alyssa began working on Madison in the other room.

    “Oh fuck,” I heard Madison cry out. “Fuck baby, oh my God, eat my pussy just like that.”

    “Fuck,” I grunted. “I don’t have much left in me here, babe.”

    “That’s fine,” Ashley groaned. “I’m gonna come.”

    I felt Ashley’s body tense up. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!” Ashley cried out. At this point, I gave up on trying to last. I pounded Ashley’s pussy with everything I had. I dug my hands into her hips and slammed my cock in and out of her as my girlfriend started to climax around my cock, fueled by the sounds of her little sister getting head just down the hall.

    “I’m cumming,” Ashley cried. “Fuck yes, I’m coming. Oh my God, fuck!”

    “Me too,” I grunted.

    “Yes, come with me, baby!” Ashley said. “Fill my pussy with your cum!”

    With that, I began to unload a huge load into Ashley’s pussy. The room was filled with the sounds of our moans as the two of us climaxed together. We were very loud; there was no doubt Madison could hear all of this just down the hall.

    Ashley’s orgasm finished a few seconds before mine. She whimpered softly as I shot the last of my cum inside her. Once my orgasm finished, I left my cock inside her for a brief moment.

    “Do you want tissues?” I asked her.

    “No,” Ashley said. “I’m just going to put my panties back on. I want your cum all over my pussy.”

    “Did this even help your horiness at all?” I laughed.

    “What do you think?” she looked back at me, grinning.

    “I think not,” I chuckled.

    I quickly pulled out of Ashley. She jumped up and slid her panties, followed by her pants, back on before any of my cum could leak out of her pussy.

    She and I quietly returned back to where we were sitting, topping off our drinks and enjoying the sounds of Alyssa giving Madison head down the hall. We were only sitting there for maybe twenty seconds before we heard Madison cry out that she was about to cum. Immediately I felt myself get hard again as I listened to Madison ride out her orgasm, unabashedly sharing her pleasure with us with the sounds of her moaning. I glanced at Ashley, who was biting her lip, clearly loving every second of this.

    Ashley and I sat and listened to her little sister ride out her orgasm. Once Madison finished coming, Ashley spoke.

    “That was so hot,” she said quietly.

    “Do you think they’ll be embarrassed?” I asked.

    “Mmm, maybe,” Ashley said. “Not Madison, obviously. But maybe Alyssa.”

    “Yeah,” I said. “But they’re still drunk, so probably not.”

    “I agree,” Ashley said.

    We sat and waited. After about two minutes, Madison came around the corner, followed by Alyssa.

    “I think you guys forgot to close your door,” Ashley grinned.

    “You guys too,” Madison said, returning her smile.

    “But it did sound like y’all had a good time,” Ashley said. “Feel any better?”

    “Oh, it was great,” Madison said. “But…”

    “Still horny?” Ashley asked.

    “Very,” Madison shrugged. “How about you guys?”

    “Take a guess,” I said.

    Madison laughed. “Why don’t you stand up for me real quick, Brian?”

    I rolled my eyes and stood up.

    “And now, could you just turn to the side?”

    I laughed and did as was asked of me. I could feel all of the girls staring at the very obvious bulge in my pants. (It was already visible from the front, but having me turn to the side removed any ambiguity.)

    “Okay, you’re good,” Madison smiled.

    I sat back down.

    “So it goes without saying that Brian is still feeling a touch hot and bothered,” Ashley laughed.

    “And, if I had to guess, I imagine you’re feeling the same,” Madison giggled.

    “Mhm,” Ashley shrugged. “What about you, Alyssa?”

    Alyssa blushed as she sat down. “Madison gave me one hell of an orgasm,” she started. “Buuut I’m gonna need a few more before we call it a night.”

    “You and I both,” Ashley laughed. “But from the sounds of it, everybody had an orgasm just now, right?”

    “I sure did,” Madison said. “And mine may or may not have been fueled by the sound of Ashley’s orgasm.”

    Ashley smiled at her sister.

    “What about Brian?” Alyssa grinned at me.

    “Oh, Ashley can answer that one,” I said.

    Ashley shrugged. “This cum in my pussy had to come from somewhere.” Alyssa blushed pretty hard at that one. Madison just bit her lip.

    “He came inside you?” Alyssa asked. She took a big sip of her wine, as did Madison.

    “Mhm,” Ashley grinned. “I’m a lucky girl.”

    “No kidding,” Alyssa said softly.

    “But what did you guys do?” Ashley asked.

    “Nothing fancy,” Madison grinned.

    “Yeah,” Alyssa said. “We just made out for a tiny little bit and then gave each other head.”

    “Sounds like a good time to me,” Ashley said with a smile.

    “Agreed,” I said.

    “What about you guys?” Alyssa asked.

    “Oh, I just hopped up onto my bed and got on my hands and knees.”

    “Doggystyle, eh?” Madison said.

    “Mhm,” Ashley grinned. “Brian got behind me and pounded me pretty good.”

    “Now that also sounds like a good time,” Alyssa said, blushing.

    “That it does,” Madison said.

    “It was great,” Ashley said. “My favorite part was getting filled up at the end there..”

    “I bet it was,” Alyssa said slowly, clearly thinking about what it’d be like to have been filled up by me, just like Ashley. I was already super hard again.

    “In any case,” Ashley grinned. “I think my ass is next.”

    “What do you mean?” I asked.

    “I think she wants you to put it in her butt, Brian,” Alyssa giggled.

    “Duh,” Madison said. “But not just that. She’s talking about having Brian cum inside her ass.”

    “Yes,” Ashley laughed. “That. That’s what I want next.”

    “Damn,” Alyssa said. “Both holes in one night? Y’all are wild.”

    I shrugged. “Sounds good to me.”

    Madison laughed. “I bet it does.”

    “Speaking of butts,” Ashley said. “You didn’t happen to sneak a finger or two in Alyssa’s just now, did you Madison?”

    “No,” Madison giggled. “I certainly thought about it though.”

    “Honestly, if you had asked, I probably would’ve said ‘yes’,” Alyssa said. “I was too horny to refuse.”

    “What if she asked you right now?” Ashley grinned.

    “Asked what?” Alyssa asked. “If she could put her finger in my ass?”

    “Yes,” Ashley replied.

    Alyssa shrugged. “I’m still really horny so…” She took another big sip of her wine, as did Ashley. I was almost done with my beer.

    Ashley looked at Madison. “Well?”

    Madison turned and looked at Alyssa. “Can I put my finger in your ass?” The two of them started laughing.

    “But like, right now?” Alyssa asked, glancing around at the rest of us.

    “Why not?” Ashley shrugged. “Brian and I can help make sure everything goes smoothly.”

    “That we can,” I said.

    “Where would we do it? Like literally right here?” Alyssa asked.

    “Sure,” Ashley said. “If that works for you, that is.”

    “I guess so,” Alyssa said. “But, like, are we really going to do this?”

    “I’m down,” Madison grinned. “I know Ashley’s down. And Brian would never say ‘no’ to a show like this.”

    “Damn right,” I laughed.

    “Okay,” Alyssa said. “Jesus Christ. Whatever. I’m drunk. I’m horny. Let’s do it.”

    “That’s the spirit,” Ashley laughed. She stood up and stumbled toward her room, “I’ll be right back.” She returned a few seconds later with a towel and a bottle of lube.

    “Here,” Ashley said, handing the towel to Alyssa. “Sit on this.” Then she handed Madison the bottle of lube.

    “Should I just take my pants off?” Alyssa asked.

    “Probably,” Ashley said. “That would be easiest.”

    “Okay,” Alyssa said hesitantly. She stood up and hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her running shorts. I noticed for the first time that she was no longer wearing a bra under her tank top, and her nipples were clearly hard and poking through the fabric of her top.

    Alyssa took a noticeable breath before dropping her pants down to her ankles, skipping them off of her feet. She was wearing a black, lacey thong underneath.

    “Goddamn girl,” Ashley said, taking in the view. “You’re so hot!”

    “Isn’t that thong so cute?” Madison asked.

    “Very,” I grinned.

    “Here, I’ll join you in solidarity,” Ashley said. She quickly stood up and stripped off her pants, revealing her own black thong underneath.

    “I guess I will too,” Madison said. With that, she stood up and pulled her pants down. She was also wearing a thong, but hers was red.

    “Holy shit,” Madison said, staring at Ashley’s crotch.

    “What?” Ashley said, looking down. “Can you see Brian’s cum?”

    “Mhm,” Madison said. Indeed, Ashley’s thong was pretty clearly wet with my cum.

    “Holy shit,” Alyssa said. “That’s hot.”

    “Very,” Madison said.

    Alyssa started to sit back down, but paused when Madison said, “wait!”

    “What?”

    “You should give ‘em a twirl,” Madison grinned.

    “Oh, you’re right,” Alyssa blushed. “How impolite of me not to show you guys my ass.”

    “We forgive you,” I chuckled. .

    “As long as you show off a bit, that is,” Ashley added.

    Alyssa gigged. She turned around so that her back was facing us, and we were greeted by a beautiful view of her ass. Evidently she was wearing a G-string specifically, as her underwear disappeared completely between her buttcheeks.

    “Bend over a bit,” I suggested.

    Alyssa blushed and bent forward, bracing her arms against the back of the couch. Her efforts were rewarded with enthusiastic reactions from Madison, Ashley, and I.

    “Hot damn,” Ashley said, breathing in sharply. “You’ve got such a nice ass, Alyssa.”

    “Holy shit,” I said. “You’re so hot!”

    When Alyssa bent over, we all got a much better view of what all was going on between her cheeks. Her thong was pretty skimpy; it just barely covered her asshole. In fact, you could see her part of her asshole on either side of the thong. And her pussy was barely contained; the thin strip of fabric didn’t leave too much to the imagination. You could see her lips on either side.

    “You should spread your cheeks for them, baby,” Madison said, winking at us.

    Alyssa was still very much red-faced, but she did as she was told. Struggling a little bit in her drunken state to maintain her balance, she reached back and grabbed ahold of her buttcheeks with her hands. Slowly, she spread them apart. Immediately it became obvious how wet her pussy was.

    “Ho-ly fuck,” Ashley said. “Oh my God.”

    “Fuck yeah,” I said.

    When she was standing normally, we could just see the wrinkles of her asshole on either side of the thong. But when she spread her cheeks, the three of us got a proper look at.. It wasn’t fully exposed, as her thong still covered it slightly, but we could actually see her asshole pretty clearly. And beneath that, we got a great look at her pretty pink pussy. Man, I wanted nothing more than to bury my cock in either one of those holes right then and there. They both looked so inviting, and I bet fucking her would’ve felt amazing.

    In any case, Alyssa let us enjoy the view of her pussy and her asshole for another few seconds before turning around. “Wow, okay, that was a lot.”

    “You’re so fucking hot,” Ashley said.

    “Agreed,” I said. “You’re so sexy.”

    Alyssa spread the towel out on the couch and sat down. “Thanks guys,” she said. “How should I sit?”

    “Like this,” Ashley said. She turned to the side and laid back, propping her head up against the corner of the sofa and the armrest so that she could still see everybody. She brought her legs up, bending them at the knee, and spread them apart so that she was effectively spread-eagle. We all had an incredibly erotic view of her crotch, which was just barely covered by her thong.

    “Now y’all can really see what’s going on between my legs,” Ashley said, playfully stroking the crotch of her panties. “Except in your case, I might stick a pillow under your butt. That’ll make it much easier to maneuver around down there.”

    “I am loving this view of you, Ashley,” Alyssa cooed. She was very-clearly staring at Ashley’s lips peeking out on either side of her thong.

    “Me too,” Madison said. “I can almost see your butthole!”

    Alyssa giggled. “Yeah, your thong isn’t leaving much to the imagination.”

    “Just how I like it,” Ashley grinned.

    “I’d like it if your thong wasn’t in the way,” Madison complained.

    “I bet you would,” Ashley smiled and sat back up. I was surprised she didn’t pull her thong to the side to give Madison a quick peek at her butthole, as Madison was clearly interested. But I guess Ashley was just focused on getting something in Alyssa’s ass rather than showing off her own body for once.

    “Could you hand me that pillow there, Madison?” Alyssa asked.

    “Yeah,” Madison said, grabbing the pillow and handing it to Alyssa.

    Alyssa stood up and lifted the towel before sliding the pillow underneath it. She sat back down and laid back as Ashley had instructed: she leaned back so that she could rest her head in the corner of the armrest and the back of the couch. Her butt was on top of the pillow so when she brought her legs up and spread them, her crotch was sort of elevated. Ashley was right, everything would be much easier to access with a pillow under Alyssa’s butt.

    Alyssa sat there with her legs spread wide open while Ashley, Madison, and I admired the view. Much like Ashley, Alyssa’s thong did not leave much to the imagination either. We could see her pussy lips peeking out on either side of the thong, and her asshole was hardly covered at all in this position.

    “Oh wow,” Madison said. “Your butthole is more visible than Ashley’s was!”

    “Lucky us,” Ashley laughed.

    “Oh God,” Alyssa said, blushing.

    I laughed. “Isn’t that the whole point?” I asked.

    “Yeah, but it’s still kind of a lot that you guys can see my butthole.”

    “I’m certainly not complaining,” Ashley shrugged, still looking unabashedly at the lovely view between Alyssa’s thighs. “Actually, I am complaining because I can’t see everything with your thong in the way!”

    Madison laughed. “Yeah babe, I think it’s about time you showed us the goods.”

    “Agreed,” I said. “Your panties have gotta come off.”

    “Jesus,” Alyssa said. She sighed and brought her legs together. She hooked her thumbs into her panties and began to slowly pull them down.

    “Ho-ly fuck,” I said under my breath. Alyssa’s pussy slowly came into view. She had her legs pressed together, meaning her pussy lips were pressed up against each other. She looked incredibly tight. Immediately I thought again about how good it’d feel to slide my painfully-hard cock inside her right then and there. I honestly doubt anybody would have complained, especially not Alyssa. But I just sat there and drank in the view. Below her pussy was our target, her asshole, which honestly looked equally inviting.

    “My God,” Ashley said. “Your pussy looks so fucking good.”

    “So does your ass,” I said.

    “Agreed,” Madison said. “You’re so hot, baby.”

    “Thanks guys,” Alyssa said, still clearly embarrassed to have everything out on display. Despite this, however, she tossed her panties onto the ground and spread her legs again. The view was absolutely incredible. I wanted to fuck her so badly, as did Ashley and Madison, I’m sure.

    “Okay,” Ashley said. “You ready?”

    “I think so,” Alyssa breathed. “I’m the weirdest combination of drunk, horny, and embarrassed right now.”

    “Sounds like the perfect combination for your first experience with butt stuff!” Madison giggled.

    “Alright,” Ashley said. “Madison, go ahead and squirt some lube on her ass.”

    Madison nodded and uncapped the bottle of lube. She moved closer to Alyssa and held the bottle over her ass. Slowly, Madison squeezed a big drop of lube onto Alyssa’s asshole.

    “Eep!” Alyssa said. “It’s cold!”

    “Sorry,” Madison said. “Too cold?”

    “No, no,” Alyssa said. “It just surprised me.”

    Madison capped the lube and began to slowly massage the lube around Alyssa’s asshole.

    “Oh wow,” Alyssa said. “That actually feels really good. Surprisingly.”

    “That’s a good sign,” Ashley grinned. I noticed Ashley had her hand between her legs and was very slowly rubbing her clit over her panties. I don’t think Alyssa or Madison noticed though.

    Madison positioned herself so that she was basically on her hands and knees, though she was leaning her body against the back of the couch a bit so as to give us as good a view as possible of the action between Alyssa’s legs. And we had a pretty good view. Ashley and I were enjoying a gorgeous look at Alyssa’s pretty, pink pussy and below that, her tight little asshole.

    “Alright, I’m gonna start putting my finger inside, okay?” Madison said.

    “Mhm,” Alyssa said. She took a deep breath as Madison pressed her finger against Alyssa’s asshole. Madison only had to press for a second before the tip of her finger slipped inside.

    “Oh shit,” Alyssa said. She had a weird look on her face. This was definitely her first time experimenting with putting something in her ass. She closed her eyes, maybe trying to focus on how she was feeling.

    “How’s that?” Madison asked. She was holding the tip of her finger inside Alyssa’s butt. She was only maybe one knuckle deep at this point.

    “Weird,” Alyssa said. “But not bad. Just… very weird. You can do a little more.”

    Madison nodded and pressed her finger in a bit more. She stopped once she was two knuckles deep.

    “Can you guys see okay, by the way?” Madison looked back, grinning.

    “Oh yeah,” I said. I had a great view. I could see Alyssa’s pretty pink pussy and Madison’s finger halfway inside Alyssa’s ass.

    “I’m good too,” Ashley said.

    Madison noticed that Ashley was masturbating. She smiled and watched Ashley touch herself for a brief second before returning her attention back to Alyssa.

    “How are you doin’, baby?” Madison asked.

    “Good,” Alyssa said. “Can you do your whole finger now?”

    “Sure,” Madison said.

    Ashley and I watched lustfully as Madison slid the remainder of her finger to Alyssa’s ass.

    “How does that feel?” Madison asked.

    “Really nice,” Alyssa cooed. She reached down and began to rub her clit. “Do you want to start fingering me?”

    “Like in and out?”

    “Mhm.”

    “Fuck yeah,” Madison grinned. She slowly slid her finger out of Alyssa’s ass until it was just one knuckle deep. I glanced over and saw that Ashley’s hand had moved inside her panties. I thought about jerking off, but I decided to hold off for the time being.

    Alyssa moaned softly as Madison pressed her finger all the way back inside her ass. She continued toying with her clit as Madison began to finger her, maintaining a slow and steady rhythm. Alyssa was still laid back on the couch in front of us, legs spread wide open. She had her head back now, and her eyes were still closed. She was definitely focused on enjoying the feeling of Madison’s finger sliding in and out of her ass.

    I glanced over at Madison and realized that we actually had a great view of Madison’s ass too; I had just been so focused on Alyssa that I hadn’t realized it. Like I said, Madison was on her hands and knees, which is already a sight to behold. But she was also wearing that skimpy little thong, which made her look even more sexy. Her pussy lips were just barely covered, and I could see most of her asshole behind the fabric. I couldn’t believe I had just spent a good part of the evening fucking that tight little asshole of hers. In fact, some of my cum was presumably still inside her.

    “Madison,” Ashley whispered quietly. I don’t think she wanted Alyssa to hear, but that was bold given Alyssa and Madison were basically equally far away from where Ashley and I were sitting.

    That being said, it seemed like Alyssa was too focused on having her ass fingered for the first time to notice. Either that, or she didn’t react if she heard Ashley. But Madison heard Ashley, so she slowly turned her head and looked back.

    Ashley pointed at Madison’s butt, then reached down and pulled her own thong to the side for a second, flashing her pussy at Madison. Then Ashley gestured towards Madison’s butt again.

    Madison furrowed her brow for a second, clearly confused, until it clicked for her. Madison turned back towards Alyssa. She reached back with her free hand and pulled her thong to the side. She positioned it so that it was now stretched across one of her ass cheeks, giving us a completely unobstructed view of her pussy and her asshole.

    I looked at Ashley and nodded approvingly. She gave me a wink before turning back to enjoy the view, continuing to masturbate, obviously. I focused my attention on Madison for a moment. I swear, I will never get tired of looking at that girl’s bare ass when she’s on her hands and knees. Her pussy looked so good; she was incredibly wet, and I’m sure it would’ve felt incredible to slide my cock inside her. And above her pussy, of course, was that tight little asshole that I fucked earlier this evening. It honestly required a bit of self control to stop myself from getting up and walking over to fuck Madison’s brains out right then and there.

    “Baby,” Alyssa said softly. “I think I want a second finger in my ass.”

    “You got it,” Madison said. She reached for the lube, uncapped it, and squirted some more around the finger that was already embedded in Alyssa’s ass. She capped the lube, placing it back down beside her.

    “Ready?” Madison asked.

    “Mhm,” Alyssa cooed.

    Slowly, Madison pressed her middle finger up against Alyssa’s anus. With only a little bit of effort, Madison was able to push her middle finger inside Alyssa’s ass.

    “Oh fuck,” Alyssa groaned, pausing her masturbating for a moment as she adjusted to having two fingers in her ass.

    “Are you okay? Does it hurt?” Madison asked.

    “No, no,” Alyssa said. “It’s just more intense than I expected. But I like it.”

    Madison held her fingers in Alyssa’s ass just as they were for another moment. She had both fingers about one-and-a-half knuckles in right now.

    “Okay,” Alyssa breathed. “I think I’m good. Can you slide your fingers all the way inside me now?”

    Madison didn’t say anything. Instead, she just pressed her two fingers all the way into Alyssa’s ass.

    “Mmm,” Alyssa moaned. “Fuck, that feels good.”

    “Should I start finger-fucking you again?” Madison asked.

    “Yes, please,” Alyssa said softly.

    With that, Alyssa began rubbing her clit again, and Madison began sliding her two fingers in and out of her girlfriend’s ass.

    “Oh shit,” Alyssa gasped. “That feels so fucking good.”

    “Right??” Madison laughed. “I knew you’d like having your ass played with.”

    “You were so right,” Alyssa said. “Fuck me, that’s amazing. Don’t stop!”

    Madison continued finger-fucking Alyssa’s ass, which was gripping her fingers tightly. Alyssa’s fingers were a blur on her clit at this point; clearly, she was working her way towards a big orgasm.

    I watched as Alyssa instantly became lost in the pleasure of having something in her ass. She rubbed her clit faster and faster as Madison continued finger-fucking her tight little hole. I couldn’t believe I was seeing this. Never did I think I’d have a front-row seat to Madison finger-fucking Alyssa’s ass.

    “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Alyssa gasped. “You can fuck me harder, baby. Finger my ass harder!”

    Madison bit her lip and began sliding her fingers in and out of Alyssa’s ass even faster. Alyssa began to moan loudly. Her back was arched, and her toes started to curl. That girl was quickly falling in love with anal. I was surprised. Even Ashley took a little bit of time to warm up to having her asshole played with. But Alyssa was taking a pretty-good fucking from two fingers, despite having never put anything in her ass before tonight.

    “I’m gonna come,” Alyssa cried. “Fuck, I’m gonna fucking come!”

    “Good lord,” I said under my breath.

    “Come for me, baby girl,” Madison cooed. “Come for me, nice and hard.”

    Alyssa gasped for breath and arched her back hard. She was rubbing her clit in little circles while Madison finger-fucked her asshole. Ashley and I watched, both of us unbearably horny, as Alyssa enjoyed her first (of many!) orgasms with something in her ass.

    Alyssa sighed heavily as her orgasm subsided. Madison slid her fingers out of Alyssa’s ass gently. She got up and went to the bathroom to wash her hands while Alyssa caught her breath.

    “So,” Ashley began. “What did you think?”

    “That was incredible,” Alyssa breathed. “My orgasm felt amazing. It was so intense.”

    “That’s awesome,” I grinned. “But I’m a little surprised that all three of you girls apparently like anal. And I’m shocked you came around to it so quickly, Alyssa.”

    “I’m not,” Ashley shrugged. “What’s not to like? It’s hot. It feels great.”

    “Girl, even you took longer than that to start liking anal,” I grinned.

    “Fair,” Ashley said. “But Alyssa had a room full of experts making sure her first experience with something in her ass was a good one!”

    “You know what,” I said, laughing. “You make a good point.”

    “I personally just can’t believe we did that,” Alyssa giggled. “Madison really fingered my ass while you guys watched.”

    “Well, I didn’t just watch,” Ashley said. “I was totally touching myself that whole time.”

    “Oh my God, really?” Alyssa asked, looking up.

    “Mhm,” Ashley said. “I haven’t really stopped.” Indeed, Ashley’s hand was still in her panties, and she was clearly still rubbing her clit, albeit fairly slowly.

    “You wanna take your panties off?” Alyssa asked. “I’m the only girl sitting here with her pussy out right now.”

    “Actually, I pulled my panties down already,” Madison said. She stood up and kicked them off of her feet.

    Ashley followed suit. She brought her legs together and quickly pulled her panties off, kicking them down onto the ground. She leaned back a bit and spread her legs so that Alyssa had a good view of her pussy. “Is that better?”

    “Much better,” Alyssa said, looking greedily at Ashley’s pussy.

    Madison came back from the bathroom and immediately noticed that Ashley was no longer wearing her panties.

    “Nice pussy, sis,” Madison giggled.

    “Thanks!” Ashley smiled.

    Madison sat down on the couch next to Alyssa and spread her legs so the rest of us could get a good look between her thighs.

    “Damn,” Ashley said. “I guess having bomb-ass pussies runs in the family.”

    Alyssa laughed. “Apparently.”

    “Well shit,” I said. “I’m the only one here still wearing underwear”

    Ashley laughed, as did Madison.

    “That’s a good point,” Alyssa said, biting her lip. “Y’know, I’ve heard an awful lot about that cock of yours, but I’ve never actually gotten a good look at it.”

    “Hey, yeah,” Madison said. “Ashley always talks about how much she likes your dick. I think it’s about time we see it.” Okay, Madison. It’s not like you just spent part of the evening having your ass fucked by me and my friend. And we fucked your mouth too, for that matter!

    Ashley grinned. “Well Brian?”

    Man, I was lucky this was not my first rodeo. Otherwise this big reveal would’ve likely been a bit disappointing for these three ladies. But I was long past being nervous in this type of scenario.

    “Alright,” I shrugged. “But if you guys want to see it so badly, why don’t you come over here so you can get a closer look?”

    Alyssa and Madison glanced at each other before standing up and walking over. Both girls had a thin strip of hair above their pussies; they looked very sexy walking over here without any panties. Evidently both girls had foregone their bras, judging by how clearly their nipples were poking through their tops. I could even see Madison’s areolas faintly through the fabric of her tank top.

    I spread my legs wide, and the two girls got down on their knees in front of me. I was obviously still rock hard given I just watched Alyssa enjoy her first anal encounter, so I was ready to go. I glanced at Madison and gave her a look as I lifted myself up off the seat a bit. She took the hint and grabbed my pants and boxers, gently pulling them down. She brought them down to my ankles, and my cock sprang up, pointing straight towards the ceiling.

    “Oh my,” Alyssa managed. Ashley bit her lip and watched her little sister — and her little sister’s girlfriend — take in the sight of my rock-hard cock.

    Alyssa stared at it fairly wide-eyed with a mixture of shock, bewilderment, and arousal painted across her face. It had clearly been a little while since she was eye-level with a hard dick. Madison, on the other hand, stared at my cock with only lust in her eyes. She slowly traced her hand up my right thigh, stopping just before touching my cock. Alyssa did the same.

    “Can I–”, Alyssa said, turning to look at Ashley. “Can we…?”

    “I’d be offended if you didn’t,” Ashley grinned. She was openly masturbating again. One hand was working her clit while she had two fingers from the other buried in her pussy. Alyssa and Madison would both have likely been fixated on that display if it weren’t for the fact that they were eye level with my erection.

    I moaned softly as Alyssa wrapped her fingers around the base of my shaft. She just held my cock in her hand like that for a moment, squeezing it softly, enjoying how it felt in her hand. Madison immediately cupped my balls and began to massage them gently. She already knew what I liked.

    “Wow,” Alyssa said. She slowly traced her hand up my shaft, stroking my cock gently while Madison continued working my balls. Alyssa traced her thumb around the head, feeling the ridge against her fingers. “You weren’t lying, Ashley.”

    “Yeah. You’re a lucky lady, sis,,” Madison giggled.

    “Very lucky,” Alyssa said softly. “You get to play with this thing every night?”

    “You’re goddamn right I do,” Ashley said proudly.

    “You get fucked by this thing every night?” Alyssa said softly.

    “Mhm,” Ashley grinned. “Why do you think I make so much noise when Brian fucks me?”

    Alyssa bit her lip. Clearly that girl was imagining what it’d be like to sink down onto my cock right now.

    “Go on,” Madison said. “Stroke his cock for a bit.”

    Alyssa bit her lip as she began to slide her hand up and down my cock. I moaned softly.

    “Do you guys wanna suck it?” Ashley asked. “It feels really good in your mouth.”

    Alyssa looked at Madison, who immediately nodded.

    “Yes, please,” Alyssa said.

    “Oh, I like that,” Ashley grinned. “Go ahead, since you were so polite. Suck my boyfriend’s cock.”

    “Yes, mommy,” Alyssa said softly. I swear, my eyes damn-near bulged out for a second. I had no idea Alyssa would be so submissive! I honestly figured Madison was the submissive one, given how she acts towards me. But I guess it’s sort of like how Ashley is with other girls; Ashley tends to be dominant towards women, but she’s incredibly submissive towards me. In any case, Madison was clearly into this too, which didn’t really surprise me. Something about watching her girlfriend act submissively towards another woman apparently got Madison going.

    “You can go first, baby girl,” Madison said.

    Madison scooted to the side a bit but continued to rub my balls as Alyssa quickly tied her hair back in a ponytail. (She had been wearing a hair tie on her wrist.). Alyssa sat up on her knees and leaned over, holding the base of my cock firmly with her right hand, bracing herself against my left thigh with her other hand. She lowered her head down onto my cock, and I moaned softly as I felt her lips slowly wrap around the head.

    “Fuck,” I sighed. “Good girl.”

    Alyssa carefully took about half of my cock into her mouth before stopping. She held still for a moment, enjoying the feeling of having a hard dick in her throat again. Madison gently pressed the back of Alyssa’s head down, forcing her to take in more of my erection into her throat. The room was fairly quiet except for the faint sounds of Alyssa sucking my dick.

    “Good, baby,” Madison said softly. “Suck daddy’s cock, just like that.”

    Madison looked up at me, almost as if to look for approval. I gave her a nod, and she continued pressing Alyssa’s head down onto my cock. Alyssa moaned softly as she took more and more of me into her mouth. She was nearly at her limit. Her eyes began to water, but Madison held her head down a little longer. Finally, Madison removed her hand from the back of Alyssa’s head, and Alyssa quickly came up off my cock, gasping for hair.

    “Holy shit,” she breathed. “Fuck me, wow. Fuck, I love that so much.”

    “You like sucking cock?” Madison asked.

    “Yes,” Alyssa said, still breathing hard. “Fuck yes, I love having a cock in my mouth. I love it so much.”

    With that, Alyssa immediately took me back into her mouth. Madison continued rubbing my balls as she pressed Alyssa’s head back down onto my cock. She forced as much of me into Alyssa’s throat as she had before, but this time, she allowed Alyssa to come back up off of it immediately.

    “Fuck yeah,” I groaned as I watched my cock disappear and then reappear from Alyssa’s lips. Madison bit her lip as she began to force Alyssa to bob her head up and down. Alyssa moaned softly, placing both of her hands on my thighs, and allowed herself to be controlled by Madison.

    “Make sure she sucks me good,” I moaned, looking at Madison. She nodded and moved her hand from my balls to Alyssa’s forehead.

    “Holy fuck,” Ashley said. Madison began to force Alyssa’s head to bob up and down on my cock. I was essentially fucking Alyssa’s mouth, but Madison was doing all the work.

    Alyssa began to gag, and her eyes were watering, but she didn’t stop. I just sat back and enjoyed the blowjob. It felt fucking incredible, especially considering Alyssa hadn’t worked a cock in a long time.. Alyssa was working her tongue around my shaft as best she could while Madison pressed her head up and down.

    “Good girl,” Madison cooed softly. Alyssa continued moaning as she was forced to suck my cock. It was getting incredibly messy too, and the room was filled with wet slurping sounds as Alyssa relinquished her body to be used for my pleasure.

    I enjoyed “face-fucking” Alyssa for another minute or so before Madison slowly pressed Alyssa’s head down onto my cock again. This time, she didn’t stop where she did before. Instead, Madison slowly forced Alyssa to take the entirety of my cock into her throat. Alyssa’s eyes watered and her makeup began to smear as she fought to take all of me into her mouth. Finally, her nose pressed up against my pelvis, and Madison held Alyssa’s head down onto my cock for another good five seconds before letting her girlfriend come up for air.

    “You’re not half bad at sucking cock,” Madison mused. “Look at you deep-throating him.”

    Alyssa was breathing hard. She had spit all over her mouth, and tears in her eyes. “Thank you,” she said. “I’ve had my fair share of practice. I’m just a little rusty.”

    “Feels pretty goddamn good to me,” I grinned.

    Madison began tying her hair back. “I think I’ll have a go now.”

    Alyssa shifted out of the way.

    “Rub my balls,” I told her. “Like Madison was doing earlier..”

    “Yes, daddy,” Alyssa said. She reached over and took my balls into her hand, massaging them gently while Madison finished tying her hair back.

    Madison shifted into position in the middle of my feet. She sat up straight, grabbed the base of my shaft, which was very wet from the head Alyssa had just given me, and brought her lips to the head of my cock. Slowly, she took me into her mouth, and immediately I let out a moan. Madison twirled her tongue around the head of my cock, teasing the underside of the head for a moment, before continuing to take more of me into her mouth. Unlike Alyssa, she had no problem taking all of me into her mouth. I placed my hand on the back of her head and held her in place once her nose pressed up against my pelvis, and I enjoyed the feeling of having the entirety of my cock buried in the throat of my girlfriend’s little sister. All the while, Ashley was masturbating just a few feet away from me, and Alyssa was gently rubbing my balls.

    As if to prove that Madison knew how to suck cock better than Alyssa, I held Madison’s head there for a long time. Her mouth was warm and wet, and her tongue danced around my shaft as my cock stayed buried in her mouth. Finally, I let her come up for hair. She gasped and breathed hard, but she was in much better shape than Alyssa had been, despite holding my cock in her throat for longer.

    “Wow,” Alyssa said. “You really know how to suck a cock, baby.”

    Madison flashed her a smile before taking my cock back into her mouth. She began to bob her head up and down my shaft, sucking the top half of my cock while she stroked the bottom half with her hand.

    I moaned loudly as Madison worked my cock like a pro. She had gotten to be pretty good at sucking me off at this point. I glanced over at Ashley for a moment, who looked like she was in heaven watching her little sister and her little sister’s girlfriend give me a tag-team blowjob.

    “Couldn’t we suck him at the same time?” Alyssa asked after a moment.

    Madison popped my cock out of her mouth and immediately began stroking the entirety of my shaft. “Oh fuck, yes, we totally could.”

    Madison shifted over a bit to make room for Alyssa, who immediately shifted up so that she was next to Madison. Madison took the head of my cock back into her mouth while Alyssa immediately went for my balls. She ran her tongue all over my sack, clearly enjoying herself. She took one of my balls into her mouth and sucked it gently while her girlfriend began sucking my cock with slow, deep strokes. Madison took about three-fourths of my cock into her mouth before slowly rising back off of it, keeping her lips wrapped tightly around my shaft. It felt fucking incredible. If I hadn’t spent most of the evening emptying my balls into Madison’s ass, the two of them would absolutely have gotten me off already.

    I watched as Alyssa took the entirety of my sack into her mouth, sucking it gently. She traced her hand up my thigh and rested it just above my cock while Madison continued bobbing her head up and down. Alyssa popped my balls out of her mouth and began to run her tongue around the base of my shaft. Madison took the hint and came up off my cock, opting instead to run her tongue up and down the opposite side of my shaft. Together the two girls sucked opposite sides of my cock. At one point, Madison was sucking on the head while Alyssa was running her tongue up and down the length of my cock. Then the two of them sucked my head at the same time, their tongues intertwining a bit as they pleasured me. They were essentially making out with my cockhead in between their lips. After that, Madison licked her way down to my balls and took them into her mouth, enthusiastically licking and sucking them while Alyssa began bobbing her head up and down on my shaft again.

    I honestly wasn’t sure who was sucking me better. Both girls really knew how to suck a cock. And both looked incredible with their lips wrapped around my shaft. Madison would take all of me into her mouth and hold me there while looking up at me with the sexiest look in her eyes. She loved sucking my cock and pleasuring me so well in front of Ashley, I think. And Alyssa was just insatiable. Once she got my cock in her mouth, she would start bobbing her head up and down so fast. It felt amazing. Couple that with Madison gently sucking my balls, and I was in heaven.

    Sometimes Alyssa would stop and gently suck the head while Madison would run her tongue up and down my shaft. Then Alyssa would take more of my cock into her mouth, and Madison would return to running her tongue all over my balls. And then it was Alyssa’s turn to lick my nuts, and Madison would take my cock back into her mouth. It was a miracle I hadn’t come down one of their throats already. Thank God for alcohol (and for the events earlier this evening).

    “So,” Ashley said after a while. “Clearly y’all are having fun there.”

    Alyssa popped my balls out of her mouth so she could speak. “I’m so fucking horny,” she said. “I forgot how much I loved sucking cock.”

    “No kidding,” Madison said after coming up off of my cock. “This is incredible.”

    “I’m glad to hear that,” Ashley smiled. “But I’m wondering if you guys would like to fuck him?”

    Both Madison and Alyssa blushed hard. The two of them glanced at each other for half a second before looking back at Ashley. “Yes please,” they both said together.

    “Who wants to go first?” I grinned.

    “You got it, baby,” Madison cooed. She scooted back so that she’d have a better view of the action.

    Alyssa nodded and then looked up at me, her eyes burning with desire. Slowly, she stood up and climbed onto my lap. She pulled her tank top up and over her head, tossing it down onto the ground behind her, and suddenly I had Alyssa’s bare tits in my face. My hands found her hips, and I took one of her nipples into my mouth. She gasped softly, a soft moan escaping her lips as I teased her nipple with my tongue, flicking it up and down, sucking it gently. She put her hands on my shoulders and looked down at me as I took her other nipple into my mouth. I sucked gently as I reached back and grabbed her ass, squeezing it hard.

    I took her nipple out of my mouth and looked up at her. She held my gaze for a moment before I pulled her down. Our lips met, and I wrapped one arm around her back, holding her firmly, while I grabbed her ass with the other. She whimpered softly as our tongues intertwined. Unable to wait any longer, she reached back, and I felt her fingers wrap around me. Carefully, she aligned herself, and the two of us held one another’s gaze as she slowly sank down.

    I gripped both of her hips firmly as I felt her. Her warmth. Her arousal. She was incredibly wet. She moaned softly as I bottomed out inside her. I groaned as I felt her pussy tightly gripping my cock. I can only imagine the view Madison had of her girlfriend. Ashley too, for that matter. Alyssa braced her hands on my shoulders again and began to rock her hips. Immediately I could tell she knew what she was doing. She started to ride me — a little clumsily at first, but that could have easily been chalked up to being drunk. I just sat back and watched her — her face, her breasts — as she rode me.

    “Oh my God,” Alyssa gasped as she found her rhythm. She bucked her hips steadily. “Oh my God. Oh my fucking God.”

    The room was filled with the sounds of our fucking. Alyssa was so incredibly wet. Everybody could very clearly hear the sound of my cock sliding in and out of her pussy as she rode me. And she felt incredible — her pussy was so warm, so wet, so tight. I hoped this was my first of many times inside her.

    “I can’t believe I’m fucking you,” Alyssa breathed as her pussy moved up and down my shaft. Her lips were gripping me so tightly; it felt amazing.

    “Me neither,” I moaned. “Your pussy feels so fucking good.”

    “So does your cock,” she whimpered.

    The two of us continued fucking like this for a while. To our right (well, my right, Alyssa’s left), Ashley sat, legs spread, masturbating furiously to the sight of another woman riding her boyfriend’s cock. And sitting on the ground in front of us, Madison was taking in the sight of my cock disappearing inside her girlfriend’s pussy. She watched my balls bounce rhythmically as Alyssa slammed herself up and down onto me, and as loud gasps and moans escaped our lips. Madison could see how wet her girlfriend was for me. She watched Alyssa’s lips gripping my cock as she rode me. And she could hear how incredible I was making Alyssa feel. I wondered if she cared that Alyssa was enjoying my cock in her pussy first.

    For a while, Alyssa would do the work. She would bounce her ass up and down while I sat back and enjoyed the feeling of her pussy gripping my cock. Some of the time, the two of us would kiss. Sometimes I would take her nipples into my mouth and suck them or flick them with my tongue. I groped her tits and squeezed her ass, spanking her good and hard. She cried out with a picture of pleasure and pain every time I slapped her ass.

    Other times, Alyssa would rest for a moment. She would brace herself against me, and I’d brace myself against her, holding her hips tightly as I began to thrust upward into her pussy. She moaned the loudest when I did the work; I could fuck her much harder and much faster than she could ride me. Clearly she loved having her pussy pounded. Yet again, we were lucky I’d spent so long fucking Madison’s ass, or else I wouldn’t have lasted two minutes inside Alyssa. Especially when I was fucking her like that.

    We fucked for another minute or two before Alyssa was on the brink.“I’m going to come,” she whimpered. “Brian I’m going to come on your cock!”

    “Good girl,” I said, looking into her eyes. I spanked her ass and grabbed her tits. “Come for me. Come on my cock like a good little slut! Your girlfriend is watching, remember? She’s watching you take my cock. Don’t you want Madison to watch you come on my big cock?”

    “Yes,” Alyssa cried out. “Yes, fuck me, I’m gonna come! Oh my God, I’m coming!”

    Alyssa leaned forward, clutching me hard as her climax hit. She moaned loudly and dug her nails into my back as I took over and began fucking her, trying my best to match the pace she had been riding me.

    “Keep fucking me,” she begged. “Shit!”

    I held her hips with both hands as I fucked my cock in and out of her pussy. It was hard to stop myself from cumming as I felt Alyssa’s pussy pulse and throb around my cock.

    “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Alyssa breathed. “Shit! Fuck me, holy fuck, oh my GOD!”

    “Holy FUCK,” I heard Madison say, though I couldn’t see her. I briefly wondered if she was masturbating before my focus returned entirely to the feeling of Alyssa’s pussy climaxing around my cock.

    Finally, after what felt like well over a minute (though in reality it was probably not quite that long), Alyssa’s orgasm finished. She collapsed in a heap on top of me. She was breathing hard. She brought her head up, grabbed my face in her hands, and kissed me deeply.

    “Thank you for that,” she said. My cock was still inside her, of course. “Holy shit.”

    “How was it?” Ashley asked.

    “Just… wow,” Alyssa sighed. “Fucking amazing. You definitely lived up to all of Ashley’s hype.” She winked at me. “I hope you enjoyed my pussy as much as I enjoyed that cock of yours.”

    “Oh, I did,” I grinned. “You’re an incredible fuck. If I wasn’t drunk, there’s no way I would’ve been able to last through your orgasm. That felt amazing.”

    “We’ll have to go at it again sometime,” she smiled back. “Soon, I hope. There are a few more positions I’d love to fuck you in.” She turned her head and looked at Ashley. “And I wouldn’t mind getting you off in my pussy next time.”

    “Yes, please,” I grinned. The thought of pumping a load inside of Alyssa’s pussy was… wow, yeah, that would be great. And if Alyssa stayed interested in anal, then maybe I could fill her ass up just like I had done with Madison earlier.

    “Can I join you on the couch, Ashley?” Alyssa asked.

    “Of course, baby girl,” Ashley said.

    Slowly, Alyssa came up off my cock. I was actually disappointed as I felt myself leave her pussy. But my disappointment was not long for this world. Alyssa walked over to the couch on which Ashley was masturbating. She sat beside her, catching her breath for a moment, before leaning over and kissing Ashley, who enthusiastically kissed her back. I bet they would’ve started making out, and honestly that might have progressed to them having sex, but they stopped before things got too far. They didn’t want to miss the upcoming show, after all.

    Madison, who had been watching Alyssa walk over to sit with Ashley, turned her attention back to me. Our eyes met as she rose up off the ground and walked over to me. Like her girlfriend before her, Madison carefully climbed onto my lap. But unlike her girlfriend before her, Madison was in a familiar position. My hands found her ass, and then Madison’s top was on the floor. I took her left nipple into my mouth and sucked it gently. She ran her hands through my hair and moaned softly.

    “Are you ready?” I asked her softly, briefly taking her nipple out of my mouth before continuing to suck it softly.

    “Yes,” was her response. “I’ve wanted this for so long. And I’m so horny after watching Alyssa take your cock like that.”

    “Me too.”

    Without breaking our gaze, I felt Madison’s hand wrap around my cock. I felt her shift into position as she aligned my cock with her pussy. She held still for a moment, with the head of my cock pressed up against her. She took a deep breath, and slowly, she took me inside her.

    Finally. The two of us had been waiting for this moment for a long, long time. We looked into one another’s eyes as Madison sank down. She moved slowly, savoring every inch of me that entered her. She moaned softly as I bottomed out inside her pussy for the very first time.

    “Oh my God,” she whimpered.

    She braced herself against my chest and slowly began to rock her hips. The tight grip of Madison’s pussy was intoxicating. She felt different than Alyssa. Not better, not worse, just different. But like Alyssa, Madison was unbelievably wet. No doubt she was as turned on as I was. Ashley stopped masturbating for a moment, taking in the sight of her boyfriend fucking her little sister for the first time.

    We fucked slowly, carefully — almost as if we’d miss something if we went too fast. Madison maintained a surprisingly good rhythm as she rode me. Her ass rose and fell slowly, but always on-beat. It felt fucking amazing. I couldn’t believe I was finally fucking her. She felt so good; it felt so good to finally be inside her. Her pussy was so tight. Every stroke was heavenly.

    “Your cock feels so good,” she whimpered. “I love it so much, daddy.”

    “Your pussy feels amazing,” was my response. I had one hand on her ass while the other was groping her breasts. I alternated between pinching her nipples and spanking her, each of which elicited a gasp or a moan.

    She began to ride me faster. Her hips bucked. Her back arched. She gasped, cried out. Her ass bounced up and down on my cock harder than before. I spanked her harder. I felt her pussy begin to throb around me as we fucked. Slowly we became more desperate. She clawed at my chest as I gripped her sides. Every movement was intoxicating. I spanked her hard, I pinched and pulled her nipples. Her hair fell into her face as she was overcome with arousal.

    Then it was my turn to take over. Like Alyssa, Madison leaned it, bracing herself against my body. Our lips met as I put two hands on her ass and began to thrust my cock up inside of her. She broke away from our kiss, her mouth hanging agape as I fucked myself up into her. Every stroke was pure ecstasy. The room was filled with the sound of our bodies colliding as I fucked Madison’s pussy. Each thrust was bringing me closer and closer to an orgasm that I would not be able to stave off.

    Ashley and Alyssa watched, their hearts pounding, as Madison and I fucked passionately. They watched my balls bounce and my cock disappear inside Madison’s pussy. They greedily drank in the sound of Madison’s moans, of our breathing. Madison’s pussy had gotten so wet that we could literally hear every stroke. It was incredible.

    “Keep fucking me,” Madison begged. “You’re going to make me come, Brian. Please, I want to come on your cock. I want you to fuck me while I come.”

    “Me too,” I grunted. “But I don’t think I can last too much longer…”

    Madison’s eyes lit up. “Inside me,” Madison said quickly. “I want you to come inside me. Don’t hold back, I’m almost there.”

    “Are you sure?” I asked. But clearly we had both already agreed to her proposition, as neither of us had slowed down.

    “Yes daddy,” Madison moaned. “I want your cum inside my pussy. Please fill me up. Please baby. I want every drop inside my pussy.”

    “Fuck,” I grunted. That did it. “I’m gonna come!”

    “Me too,” Madison said, gasping for breath. “I’m gonna come! Fuck me, oh my God. Fuck my pussy, Brian. Shoot your cum inside me. I want all of it! Fill me with your cum, daddy. Fill your little girl with your cum!”

    “Shit!” I felt my balls tighten. I thrust myself as deep inside of her as I could as I began to climax. I clutched onto Madison as her body began to shake and convulse. She came fucking hard. Harder than Alyssa had. Her pussy was throbbing and pulsing around my cock so intensely, she practically milked the cum out of my balls.

    I felt the first rope of cum shoot out of my cock, then a second, and a third. Madison’s orgasm coaxed every last drop of cum out of me and into her pussy. My vision damn-near went black as I emptied my balls inside my girlfriend’s little sister.

    “Oh my God,” Madison cried out, clutching me tightly as she was completely overwhelmed by her orgasm. Every rope of cum that erupted out of me brought forth a new wave of incredible pleasure. Finally, at long last, I was coming inside Madison’s pussy.

    And to our right, Ashley was watching as her boyfriend filled her little sister’s pussy with his cum. And Alyssa was watching as I shot my load deep inside her girlfriend. They watched as I thrust my throbbing cock in and out of Madison’s pussy. They drank in all our moans, our gasps for breath. They watched as we clutched one another tightly, riding out one of the best orgasms of our lives.

    My orgasm finished before hers. I held her as she rode out the remainder of her climax. It only lasted another few seconds. She continued shaking a bit once she was done, so I just held her tightly while she caught her breath.

    “You good?” I asked.

    “Y-yeah,” she said shakily. She was breathing hard. “That was amazing. Far and away one of the best orgasms of my life.”

    “Me too. I can’t believe I finished inside you.”

    “Me neither,” she chuckled. “Good thing I’m on birth control!”

    “Duh,” I said. “I would’ve pulled out otherwise!”

    “Speaking of pulling out,” Ashley said. “Don’t pull out yet.”

    Ashley got up, gesturing for Alyssa to follow. She knelt down in front of where Madison and I were. Alyssa walked over and sat on the ground next to her.

    “Okay,” Ashley said. “When Brian takes his cock out of Madison, a whole bunch of cum is going to start dripping out of her pussy. So I’m thinking, since she’s your girlfriend, that you can be there to catch Brian’s cum when it starts dripping out.”

    “Sounds good to me,” Alyssa said. “What are you going to do?”

    “I’m gonna clean Brian’s cock off with my mouth!” Ashley said cheerily. “There’s still gonna be plenty of cum on his cock. And plenty of Madison’s juices, for that matter.”

    I felt a hand gently begin to caress my balls.

    “Man, you really drained him, Madison,” Ashley said. “His nuts feel empty!”

    “Do they really?” I laughed.

    “Well, not exactly,” Ashley giggled. “But I bet Madison’s pussy is really full of cum right now.”

    “Oh yeah,” Madison said. “I could feel him cumming. His cock was throbbing non-stop.”

    “Oh yeah,” I said. “That was a huge load. She’s nice and full now.”

    “That’s so fucking hot,” Alyssa whimpered. “I can’t believe I just watched a guy come in my girlfriend’s pussy.”

    “I can’t believe I just watched my boyfriend come in my little sister’s pussy,” Ashley giggled. “That’s one for the spank bank.”

    “I bet,” Madison laughed.

    “Are y’all ready?” I asked.

    “I am,” Ashley said.

    “Me too,” Alyssa said.

    Madison slowly rose up as I lowered myself slightly. My cock slipped out of her pussy, and just as Ashley had said, a bunch of cum immediately began dripping out of Madison’s pussy.

    “Holy shit,” Alyssa said quickly before lunging forward. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, catching most of the semen on her tongue. She brought her mouth up to Madison’s pussy before sliding her tongue inside Madison’s slit.

    “Oh wow,” Madison moaned. “Fuck, wow, that feels really good. Be careful though! I’m a bit sensitive right now.”

    “Good girl,” Ashley cooed. She placed a hand on one of Madison’s buttcheeks and rubbed it gently. “Make sure you get as much of Brian’s cum out of her as you can.”

    Alyssa hummed an acknowledgment as she continued slurping up as much of my semen from Madison’s pussy as she could. Meanwhile, Ashley focused her attention on my cock. She took me into her mouth, immediately working the entirety of my length into her throat. She sucked me very slowly, knowing I’d be sensitive because of my recent orgasm. I was still pretty hard.

    Madison moaned softly as her girlfriend wiggled her tongue around inside Madison’s pussy. I grabbed her tits and squeezed them, and then she leaned forward and planted her lips against mine. We kissed as our significant others cleaned us up. Ashley slowly sucked the mixture of semen and pussy juice from my cock while Alyssa licked up as much of my cum from Madison’s pussy as she could.

    Madison and I made out for another minute or two until I felt Ashley release my cock from her mouth.

    “All clean,” she said.

    Alyssa slid her tongue out of Madison’s pussy. “Same here.”

    “Wasn’t that yummy?” Ashley asked. “There’s nothing better than pussy juice and cum.”

    Alyssa giggled. “It was pretty yummy,” she said. “And there was so much cum! Like my God, you really filled her up, Brian.”

    “Ugh, that’s so hot,” Madison groaned. She gave me one more kiss before slowly standing up. She turned to Alyssa and gave her a kiss. The two of them embraced for a moment. Ashley sat next to me on the couch.

    “I can’t believe how turned on I am about that,” Alyssa said. “Why is it so sexy that a guy just shot a load inside my girlfriend?”

    “I’m with you,” Ashley grinned. “Kind of the inverse scenario for me, but it’s so sexy that my man just pumped his cum into another girl.”

    “Not just any other girl,” Madison giggled. “Your man just shot his cum into your little sister!”

    “Even better,” Ashley said. “Fuck me, wow.”

    “Sounds like Ashley needs a turn on your cock, Brian,” Alyssa laughed.

    “Honestly, you already fucked me tonight,” she said. “I’m sleepy. You can just fuck me tomorrow.”

    “Really?” I chuckled.

    “Yeah,” she said, yawning. “But you have to fuck me in the ass tomorrow.”

    “You got it,” I grinned.

    “Yeah, I think we’re gonna go to bed,” Alyssa said sleepily.

    “All that fucking really wore us out,” Madison giggled.

    “Same,” I sighed. I stood up, as did Ashley. We picked up a bit of the mess we had made before heading to the bathroom to brush our teeth. Madison and Alyssa joined us. The four of us stood there naked, just casually brushing our teeth. It occurred to me that I had fucked all three of them tonight. I had come inside the pussies of two of them, and I fucked one of them in the ass several times. Not a bad way to spend a Friday night if you ask me!

    We finished brushing our teeth. Of course, we couldn’t just say “goodnight” like normal people. Instead, Ashley suggested that everybody should get a kiss goodnight. So we went in pairs. First, Madison and I kissed while Ashley and Alyssa kissed. Ashley had two handfuls of Alyssa’s ass while Alyssa had one hand firmly gripping Ashley’s tit while the other caressed her head. Their tongues danced and intertwined together as they ran their hands over each other’s naked bodies. Madison and I did the same. Her tongue traced across my lips before intertwining with mine. She grabbed my ass while I grabbed hers.

    The four of us made out in our current pairs for maybe thirty seconds before Ashley said that was enough and we should switch. Madison and I broke away from each other. She reached down and caressed my cock and balls briefly before letting them slip out of her hand. She walked over to her sister, and the two of them embraced briefly. Then Ashley’s hands found their way to Madison’s butt, and Madison grabbed both of Ashley’s tits in her hands. Madison pinched Ashley’s nipples with her thumbs briefly before reaching back to grab her sister’s ass. The two of them kissed passionately, no doubt thinking about how Madison had just fucked me. Their tongues snaked in and out of each other’s mouths as their hands enjoyed the feeling of one another’s bodies.

    Meanwhile, Alyssa was gently caressing my balls while I squeezed both of her asscheeks. She had me pressed up against the wall. She managed my nuts gently as we kissed. She ran her tongue across my lips, and then I did the same to hers. Then I bit her lip gently. She moaned and slid her tongue against mine. I ran my hands up and down her back as she stroked my chest gently. I put my hands back on her ass and pressed her against my hardening cock. She whimpered softly before slipping her tongue into my mouth, kissing me hard as I gripped her ass tightly.

    I opened my eyes just long enough to glance over at Madison and Ashley. Madison was firmly gripping Ashley’s right buttcheek with one hand while the other hand was clearly in between Ashley’s legs. Meanwhile, Ashley was squeezing one of Madison’s tits while the other was working her little sister’s clit. The two of them kissed passionately, their tongues wrapped around one another. This lasted a little longer, maybe forty-five seconds. Madison and Ashley finished making out. Clearly the two of them wanted more. No doubt, they will be having some alone time tomorrow. It was clear they desperately wanted to have sex, but they were also very sleepy.

    Alyssa bit her lip and looked at me. “Thanks for the fuck,” she smiled. “I haven’t been fucked like that in forever.”

    “Thank you,” I smiled back. “We definitely need to do that again soon.”

    “Very soon. And I want your cum inside my pussy next time, okay?”

    “That sounds great to me,” I said.

    She planted another kiss on my cheek before turning and following Madison out of the bathroom. Ashley smiled at me, and the two of us returned to her bedroom. Staying true to her word earlier, we didn’t have sex. Instead, we each quickly downed a bunch of water before collapsing in a heap on her bed. Madison and Alyssa did the same.


  • Babysitting Mya: Momma Love

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    Sara First Time

    Babysitting Mya: Momma Love

    Can I come over to your house later ? I ask Mya “no, my mom parents will be visiting and they do not like lesbians or gays at all” Mya says as we stop in front of her house. Mya kisses me goodbye and head up to the door and enters.
    I walk to my house on the right side of hers. Once I enter the house I lock the door and head upstairs to my room where I scream out loud. I was piss yesterday night I was in my bedroom reading a book and listening to my Ipod touch when I look out my window to see Mya mom making out with
    Mya , I saw all of it since our bedroom windows are right across from each other. So since Mya won’t let come over to her house tonight I’m not talking her until she tells me what’s going on. ______________________________________________________________
    Mya:
    It been some couple days and Jessica haven’t talk me since I told her that big lie “baby girl, are you ready for a fun night” my mom says as she come behind me and grabs my waist. My mom turns me around an kisses me when I pull her off me “mom” “I’m hungry for your tasty milk in your tits” my mom tease and that made me angry. “Mom stop, just stop it. I can’t do this anymore so lets just go back to our regular life I already have Jessica mad at me” I whisper the last part. “I know what’s going on, you miss Jessica babysitting you” “that sort of true” “well honey your a teenager, you don’t need a babysitter because of your breast medical problem anymore now how about I make us to ice cream”
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    Sara:
    I felt really bad, and yesterday night shouldn’t happen at all, I bet Jessica saw all of what Mya and I did last night her bedroom window right next door to Mya bedroom window. I leave the kitchen and head towards the den when I saw my cell phone next to the house phone. I grab it an touch the screen and unlock it to call Jessica.
    “Hello” Jessica answer.
    “Jessica”.
    “Hi”.
    “Hi it’s me Ms. Jefferson”.
    “I know who you are”.
    “I need you come over right now to babysit”.
    “I can’t I have tons of homework” Jessica lies.
    “I’m going out of town tonight and I need you come over and babysit”.
    “I have tons of homework and my mom won’t let me”.
    “I’ll pay you two hundred bucks”.
    “Fine”.
    “Good” I say as I hang the phone, I then sat back and smile when I hear the doorbell.
    I walk over to the front door and open it to see Jessica at the door. Jessica
    enter my house “howabout you sit down in the den, there something I need to tell you and Mya before I leave”. Jessica leaves the room and I call Mya name “coming” Mya yells I go sit down in the den I sit across from Jessica on my pull chair. Mya enters the den “yes mom” “hwo you sit next to Jessica” Mya sits down. “There something I need to tell you two” are you going out of town again ? Mya ask “no”. So why am I’m here ? Jessica ask
    “girls I know you two are lesbians and your dating” Mya started laughing and Jessica join her. “I saw what you two where doing the other day when you got home from school” “don’t tell dad” “I won’t tell your father, but all I want to know is can I join you”. “What” Jessica said with a shockment
    “girls I need a little offun in my life the kind your dad can’t give me Mya”.
    This could be a trick where Mr. Jefferson ? he’s working late, so how about it ? “okay, but on on condition if you tell anyone there be some bad concisence” Jessica says “I promise not to tell anyone”. “Since I have all my homework done how about we chill” Mya says “that sound good” I say.
    “No your mom said she want to be apart of are little secret, but we have to test her out first” Jessica said as she look at Mya for a minute then a smirk went across both girls faces. “How about you wait here while Mya and I go upstairs to grab something” Jessica said.

    Jessica

    Mya and I both head upstairs and go in Mya room I pull this duffel bag from under Mya bed. I unzip, Mya and I both put on two strapon that where both long and the same size, then we put are pants back on. We took are bras and shirts off then we grab two small dido’s. Mya wash them off then we head downstairs “now listen up your going to do what Mya and I say or you get a spanking” I say. Mya and I unzip are pants and pull our fake dicks
    “now your going to suck our dicks and if you denie it you get a spanking”.
    Mya stands next to me an Sara gets on her knees and sucks our fake dicks for a while. “My mouth is tired” “keep sucking” Mya said with glee Mya mom sits in front of the couch she sucks our fake dicks while Mya and I make out.
    Once Mya and I stop tounge kissing we made Sara lay down. On the couch I grab my mini blue dido Mya sits on the ledge of the couch and hover her fake dick over her mom face. “Spread your legs Sara” Sara spread her legs and I stick two fingers in her pussy an finger fuck her pussy, then I pull my fingers out and lick her juices off my fingers. I then turn my dido on and put it in her pussy I slide it in slowly once the dido couldn’t go in her no more I start licking her pussy while I move the mini dido around. “Ah fuck” Sara try to say with the strapon in her mouth I then stick my tongue in Sara pussy.
    “Oh my” Sara says as Mya pulls the dick out her mom mouth Mya grab the strapon and hit across her mom face like it was a real dick and it was going to cum.
    I then pull the dido out Sara pussy so what now ? Sara ask “you do what we say so get up and let Mya sit down, I want you suck her strapon then sit on it while you suck mine” I say. I get up an sit on the pull out chair I pull the strap part that was covering my pussy I pull it to the side and start fingering my pussy while Sara sucks her daughter fake dick. I kept fingering myself until Mya told her to stop. Sara gets up and stand over Mya strapon and swquart she slide down on the strapon. Mya grab Sara waist I walk over to them Sara started fucking Mya strapon then Sara grab my strapon and start sucking it. “Ah” I moan Sara kept fucking Mya strapon while she sucks mine. “I’m going to cum” Sara moans Sara slides off Mya strapon and end up cumming on Mya stomach I lick Sara pussy Juice off Mya stomach when I hear a phone ring. Sara grab her cell phone off the coffee table and answer it
    Sara went into another room then re enter the den.
    “That was your dad Mya, he’ll be here any minute with take out” Sara stare at her watch to see it was almost nine thirty. “Jessica you can stay for tomorrow and then weekend, but first I need you to go home”. “I have a duffel bag with cloths upstairs I left it here last time you guys went out of town”. “Now lets gets this room clean”. We all clean up and had the den clean in a couple of minutes.

    If you like this story about Mya lovely life please comment there be more parts and I’ll like to thanks all my fans for voting but I do need more votes


  • Jenn and Teresa 2 (Chapter 3)

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    Chapter 3

    Teresa was naked and tied spread eagle to the bed. Jenn stood over her in complete control. She set down the three bottles and took off her black underwear, leaving just the black corsette, pressing her tits together exposing alot of clevage. She pulled out a digital camera and started taking pictures at all angles “this is so I can masturbate to you later, sis” then she climbed on top of Teresa, who was pulling hard at her bonds, only to have the furry handcuffs hurt her wrists and ankles. Jenn climbed onto the bed and straddled her older sister, inching up until she had her knees on Teresa’s shoulders, to keep her already restrained sister from moving. “You call this revenge? Hey! I can see your pussy, looks nice!” Teresa laughed. Jenn slapped her across the face several times, then put her hand on Teresa’s neck and started to squeeze thightly. Jenn started grinding her pussy against Teresa’s tits while choking her. Once Teresa’s face started changing color she let go. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Teresa gasped. Jenn just smiled and reached for one of the Vodka bottles. “You wanted to get me drunk and fuck me, right?” Jenn asked. “Untie me right fucking now Jenn, I’ll fucking tell mom if you don’t.” “If you tell mom what I did, I’ll tell her what you did”. “she won’t believe you, Jenn. You were fucking adopted” (this was an obvious lie, considering anyone could tell Jenn and Teresa were related, but Jenn played along) “Then I’ll just have to rape mom too, as punishment for giving birth to you and dragging me into this fucking family. Care for a drink?” she asked. Before Teresa could answer, Jenn started pouring vodka over her older sister, the started licking her tits. “Oh please, this is the most painless thing ever. God forbid I actually enjoy your ‘revenge’” she laughed. Jenn pulled out a lighter and Teresa stared in complete shock, then her demeanor changed “DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT FUCK FUCK HEEEEEEELP” she cried but there was no one to help. Jenn held the lighter closer to Teresa’s alcohol covered body, Teresa started crying and begging her to stop. “Why should I stop?” Jenn calmly asked, holding the flame closer to Teresa “I asked you to stop and you tried to rape me. Now I’m going to have my way with you” “I WASN’T GOINK TO KILL YOU” she screamed. Jenn thought for a minute, and let off the gas button. “Oh thank you thank you thank you sis” Teresa was bitch-slapped across the face. “I thought I wasn’t your sis. Now, I promise not to light you on fire if you promise not to resist whatever I do to you”. Teresa’s face grew fearful again, but nothing could be as bad as being lit on fire. “ok” she finally said. “good” Jenn replied. She reached oevr and grapped an empty bottle and the other bottle of vodka, then poured half the vodka into the empty bottle and set it down next to the bed. She leaned over and started playing with Teresa’s boobs, like Teresa did to her, then pinch-twisted-pulled her nipples in a vice-like grip, like Teresa did to her. Teresa screamed so Jenn slapped her a few more times. Finally, after caressign her older sister for a while and playing with the front of her body, Jenn asked “Teresa, you know how mom rubs alcohol on us when we get a cut?” “yea” teresa sobbed “it hurts like hell, why”. Jenn grabbed one of the vodka bottles and put her thumb over the opening “spread your legs” she commanded. “What? Why? Jenn what are you—no stop?” she panicked. Jenn got in Teresa’s face “do it, or I’ll light you on fire” she comamnded. Teresa started sobbing “ok look I get it, I’m sorry I treid to rape you, please let me go I’ll do whateevr you want and I wont tell Mom–” Jenn forced Teresa’s legs open and put herfelf in between so she couldnt close them. She put the long neck of the bottle up to her older sister’s cunt, put the opening inside, and took her thumb off, then jammed it in as depe as it would go. Teresa screamed in agony “you fucking bitch! You fucking BITCH! Take it out, your burning me, now I can’t have have kids you fucking PSYCHO!” Jenn grapped the back of the bottle and started fucking ehr with it, slowly yet roughly “Oh don’t worry ‘sis’, you can still have kids, and when they get to be around 15 or 16 I’m gonna rape them too” she laughed. “YOU FUCKING PSYCHO! I’M CALLING THE POLICE AS SOON AS MOM GETS HOME AND UNTIES ME! I DONT CARE IF WE BOTH GO TO PRISON!” Teresa screamed. Jenn just laughed and asked “do you know what prison dikes do?”. “It can’t be as bad as what you’re doing, this shit BURNS!” Jenn kept sliding the botle in and out and looked at Teresa “picture being in the prison yard and fist raped by someone who decided to cover their hand with gravel…Its like being dildoed with sandpaper…say that gaves me an idea. Slut, where do you keep your dildo?” “DONT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT PLEEASE STOP HURTING ME…haven’t you done enough?” Teresa begged. Jenn thought it over for a bit…Teresa kept begging “please, I’ll let you keep fuckign me if you have to, just stop burning my cunt”. “ok” Jenn said “I’ll take out the bottle and untie one leg so you can…piss it out?” “thank you sis, thank you so much”. Jenn took the bottle, thrusted it in hard one last time, then took it out and untied Teresa’s right leg. Teresa let the alcohol drain from her pussy, and asked her sister to clean it out with water. Jenn took an empty bottle, left, came back with water, and fucked her sister/slave with the water. When she took it out (after about 2 minutes of rinsing/fucking) Teresa kciked her in the side “thats for raping me, psycho bitch!” Jenn just sighed and looked at her sister like she was an idiot. “You know You’re still tied down, right?” Teresa looked at her wrists and left leg “oh…I was just playing sis…hahaha…like I said, you can fuck mef you want” Jenn walked over and tied Teresa’s right leg to the post with her left leg, then cuffer her right hand where the left was. Teresa was confused “Jenn? Jenn? What are you doing?” Jenn remained silent. She untied Teresa’s left leg and ties it to the opposite post, and did the same with the cuffs on her left arm. Teresa was lying face-down, spreadeagle on the bed. Jenn took off her corrsette ands now completely naked. She got on top of her older sister and started grinding her pussy angainst the older siblings amazing ass. While doing that, she reached forward under Teresa’s chest and played with her big tits, rubbing, pinching, and twisting her nipples. Then she started kissing/ licking her neck, and left a Hickey mark and said “just so tomorrow you know that yes, this did happen”. Then she got off her sister, picked up the camera and took pictures of her naked backside “for my colelction” she laughed. Then she picked up the other half-bottle of vodka, took a quick swig, and said “bottoms up” right before ramming it up Teresa’s ass. Teresa groaned when the class neck went up her ass, and screamed when the high octane beverage leaked inside her ass. Again, Jenn grabbed the bakc of the bottle and started fucking her older sister with it, this time anally. “STOP STOP STOP TAKE IT OUT FUCK FUCK TAKE IT OUT IT FUCKIN BURNS” Teresa begged. Jenn just laughedand started ramming harder. Tears were poring down Teresa’s face. Jenn was in complete control, and her older siser who had always pushed her around was now her sex slave. Jenn pulled Teresa’s hair, lifting her face so she could see her, and asked “so you still think my revenge is a joke?” Teresa just started sobbing, so Jenn continued “you are now my slave. Don’t ever try to rape me again. When I want to cum, you’r gonna do whatever I tell you to, or else I might light you on fire, or try the sandpaper dildo. You’re my bitch, don’t forget it, and if you tell anyone, I’ll kill you”. The 16 year old had complete control over her older sibling.
    A car door sounded outside. Teresa yelled out “you here that? Mom’s home, you’re in huge trouble now” she sobbed. Jenn walked over and pushed whe bottle in again, just to make sure it was as deep as it could go, Teresa screamed and was still burning inside. Jenn put some clothes on, walked to the door (leaving the bottle in her sister’s ass), and looked at her sister and said “I didn’t cum yet. So Mom’s next”
    Continued.


  • The Copper Lady – A Halloween Story

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    This is the story that the pixies brought me for Halloween this year. As with anything that the pixies bring me, the final story is a mixture of fact, myth, and my own imagination. I leave it to you to discover which is which, or in this case which is witch.

    WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story.

    All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life.

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    Belinda Barnotti, known to her friends as BB, stood at the entrance to the Witch Hill Nunnery Museum silently debating with herself. She was almost a Doctor of Anthropology. All that was left for her to gain her PhD was to complete her thesis. Then she had to make a name for herself by turning that thesis into a book. That would make her a well-known anthropologist. Well-known anthropologists get teaching jobs in prestigious universities. Unknown anthropologists end up in the basement of a museum cataloging things that no one will ever see.

    What had BB stopped at the entrance to the Nunnery was her knowledge that becoming well-known for something scandalous was even worse than being unknown. If her name was tainted by scandal, she wouldn’t even be considered by any university… and she wouldn’t be able to get into a museum even if she bought a ticket on Sunday afternoon. What had brought her to this Witch Hill Halloween party could either make her famous… or infamous.

    The topic of her thesis was “Mediaeval Torture Devices – Fact and Fiction.” For the past two years, she had been all over England, France, Italy, Germany, and anywhere else that claimed to have torture devices from that period. She had deduced that many of the devices were outright fakes; that some were real, but too horrible for most people to even read about; and that others were… boring. Being walled-up in a small room and fed through a slot in the wall was horrible, but it was not at all exciting. She needed to find something that was real, would make a good cover image for her book, and would put her on the morning television shows that university presidents and board members regularly watched.

    She was in the basement laundry room of her apartment building dreading having to consign herself to a life in some museum’s basement when Sophia, a neighbor, said, “I hear you are interested in old torture devices. You really need to go to the old nunnery on Witch Hill and see their Copper Lady.”

    “I’ve seen just about every iron lady in England and everywhere else,” she replied, “and they are all fake. They were built years after the major periods of torture to sell to gullible nobles or to entice the poor folk to give up a penny to view them in a traveling museum of torture.”

    “But this isn’t an iron lady,” Sophia said, “it’s a Copper Lady, and it’s the real thing. It’s been hanging in the nunnery bell tower almost since it was built. If you go to the Halloween party you can even see it in action. I’ll get you an offer to buy an invitation.”

    BB chuckled at the fact that evidently you had to be invited to buy an invitation.

    There were no nuns left at Witch Hill Abbey. The nunnery, as many early churches, had been built to overlay a pagan place of worship. Now it was a museum, and the site of one of the largest… and most expensive… Halloween parties in England.

    The museum was there because when the nunnery closed, the aged Abbess deeded everything over to the village. Although there were almost no nuns left, there were all sorts of important historical items and books left in the church and living quarters. The church and cloister were themselves buildings of great historical interest, so the village got all sorts of grants to start the museum.

    The Halloween Party was there because it is very expensive to maintain buildings which were originally built twelve hundred years ago. The nunnery land which was rented out to local farmers, provided a steady income. Certain wealthy patrons helped out occasionally. The board which ran the museum even rented out some of the cloister rooms to tourists. But all of that fell short of the needed funds. The yearly Halloween Party brought in a significant amount of money which always made up the shortfall and even provided surplus to save for future needs.

    Because the Halloween Party brought in so much needed cash, the museum allowed the party to get rather raucous and risque. To protect the artifacts, the party wasn’t held in the museum itself, but rather in the large courtyard of the old church. One of the big attractions of the nunnery was the elaborate mechanism which rang the church bells on the hour and quarter hours and then provided a long cascade of all the bells at midnight. No one knew who had built the complex mechanism which rang the bells or why it had been so designed. It was silent from midnight until six in the morning. Then it rang properly until ten at night when it again went silent except for the cascade at midnight. Midnight was the only point at which all of the bells in the tower swung and rang automatically rather than just being tolled by a large hammer on the outside of the bell. And midnight was the only time that the Copper Lady swung alongside the great bells in the tower. For some reason, which no one who studied that mechanism could understand, that cascade of all the bells would continue on Halloween until it was time for the quarter hour chime. That higher-pitched bell tolled once and then the bells would go silent. A local man, a gravelly-voiced farmer who acted as “Keeper of the Bells,” came to the museum each Saturday to wind the massive spring and weight mechanism which powered the hourly chines. He also did routine, and sometimes not-so-routine maintenance on the mechanism as his father, and his father’s father, and his father’s father’s father, had done for many years before him.

    It all sounded like a story out of a Gothic novel, but often such myths and stories are based on a sliver of reality that might be… just might be… the thing which Belinda needed for her thesis… and book.

    BB steeled herself and lifted the large iron ring that acted as a door knocker on the outer gate of the nunnery. The thud of the iron striking the door’s knocker plate seemed to reverberate through the night air. The speculatorium, the small hatchway with a woven iron cover, opened and a pair of eyes glared out at her.

    “Do you have an invitation?” a gruff voice asked.

    BB held up the stiff invitation that had cost her more than twice her monthly rent, which according to Sophia was a great discount. “This had better be worth it,” she thought to herself as the door swung slowly inward. Its ancient iron hinges creaked and squealed as the door opened.

    BB wasn’t sure what she was expecting, but a couple hundred very scantily clad men and women wasn’t number one on her list. Everyone seemed to be wearing very short black robes that barely covered their bodies and roughly-made sandals that looked like they belonged in the museum. The women’s robes had a deep V in the neckline which went well below the normal cleavage area for most of the women. Sophia had told BB that the party started a little after three, but it didn’t really get going until several hours later.

    “Wear something witchy,” Sophia advised, so she was wearing a long black robe and a pointed hat. She knew both were not what any of the wise women of the Middle Ages wore, but it was what was expected at Halloween parties– well, at most Halloween parties. At this party she definitely stood out.

    She had decided to arrive around seven. The bells had just finished tolling the hour as she walked into the courtyard. She noticed that a young woman… a naked young woman… was being led out of the doorway to the bell tower. The young woman was weaving slightly and having trouble standing.

    “Bring her to the altar,” someone called out and the young woman was led to a large, flat-topped boulder in the center of the courtyard. The way that the stone continued into the ground made it obvious that this boulder was just the tip of the iceberg of a much more massive rock buried deep within the earth. The two men and two women who were leading her were dressed in black jeans, black shirts, and black shoes.

    “Well,” BB thought to herself, “at least I’m not the only one who stands out in the crowd.”

    “First, she deserves pleasure,” the gruff-voiced man said loudly. BB startled slightly as she realized that this man was holding a thick black staff and was wearing a long, hooded, black robe made of some much thicker material than the short robes which everyone else seemed to be wearing. Her mouth opened in amazement when she realized that his robe was historically accurate for someone who oversaw torture ordered by the king or queen.

    The two couples dressed in black laid the young woman back over the stone. There were four ropes tied to iron stakes which had been driven into the ground at four points around the very ancient altar. And this was truly an ancient altar. BB had, for a while, thought of doing her thesis on pagan worship and witchcraft and had done a lot of study. This was definitely a pagan altar upon which the young woman was being bound.

    The two couples tightly tied the young woman’s arms and legs with the four ropes. Her arms were tied very tightly, but there was some slack in the leg ropes.

    Seven women, ranging in age from just barely legal to just barely walking stepped over to stand in line between the young woman’s wide-spread legs. They were all wearing the very short black robes… and nothing else. The oldest woman, almost crone looking, dropped her robe and knelt naked at the stone. She said something in Old English that BB couldn’t quite catch and then leaned forward to nuzzle the young woman’s cunt. Seven times she moved her mouth and tongue up and down the young woman’s slit before rising, putting her robe back on and standing toward the side facing the altar.

    “One,” she croaked out in a voice that proclaimed her advanced age.

    The next woman in line dropped her robe and knelt between the captive offering’s legs. She, too, lapped and nuzzled her way up and down the young woman’s cunt seven times. Then she put her robe back on and stood next to the old crone.

    “Two,” she said loudly. Her voice didn’t crack like the old crone’s, but it was definitely the voice of an old woman.

    BB tried to keep her mouth closed and the look of amazement off of her face as woman after woman in the line knelt and nuzzled at the offering’s cunt. BB’s mouth was now hanging wide open in amazement as she realized that this was a sacrificial offering of some sort. The woman on the altar, meanwhile, was squirming and moaning and pulling against the ropes which held her on the flat-topped rock. Finally the youngest of the seven was standing with the rest forming part of a circle which went not quite half way around the stone altar.

    “Seven,” she chirped in a happy voice of youth. Then all seven of the women said something in Old English that BB could not quite understand, but it somehow sounded familiar.

    The man in the black robe with the very gruff voice again stood next to the altar. He lifted his staff slightly into the air and said forcefully, “Second, she must give pleasure.”

    Another line formed. This time they were all males. But they again ranged in age from extremely elderly to just reaching university age. Again the first was the eldest. As he centered himself between the offering’s legs, he had to pump his manhood with his hand several times to make it fully stiff. Then he leaned forward with his hands on the altar just outside the offering’s breasts.

    He forced himself into her very wet cunt and began pumping slowly. On his sixth stroke he shuddered as if he had perhaps climaxed and ejaculated. He pumped one more time and then stood up.

    “One,” he said in a somewhat shaky voice as he put his robe back on and joined the women standing around the altar.

    The next man in line dropped his robe and leaned over the altar. He easily penetrated the offering’s cunt and slowly pumped seven times. Then he stood up and said, “Two.”

    So it went through the line of men. Each pumped seven times. The gruff-voiced man had to pound his staff heavily on the ground next to the altar and order, “Only seven!” when the youngest man started to continue pumping. His prick was stiff and quivering as he stood back up.

    “You will learn control before the high offering,” the gruff voice said as the young man pulled his short robe over his head. Then the man with the staff said gruffly, “Now she must receive pain and give pleasure.”

    The two couples came forward and untied the ropes from the young woman on the rock. They then rolled her over onto her stomach. The offering seemed to barely know what was happening to her, but she also seemed willing to help the couples roll her over.

    Once she was in place, the gruff-voiced man called out, “Prepare her!” and two women in very short black robes ran forward with a small bucket. One of them dipped her hand in the bucket and pulled out a glob of a white, fatty, greasy substance. She then began working that slime into the offering’s nether hole.

    After a few minutes, the woman on the altar was starting to moan slightly. The woman who had been applying the grease now had four fingers of her hand sliding in and out of the offering’s ass. The woman removed her hand from the offering’s ass and called out loudly, “She is ready!”

    A new line formed. This time it was a mix of men and women. The first in line was a man, then two women, then a man, then two more women, and finally another man.

    When the first man leaned over the altar and centered his prick on the offering’s rosebud, she gasped and uttered a short squeal of pain. Then she began to moan softly as the man pushed in and out seven times.

    The two women both had strapons under their short robes. Or to be more exact, the straps were under their robes, but the long phallic rubber prick held up the front hem of the robe and bobbed obscenely as they stood waiting in line. There was another gasp of pain as the first woman leaned over the altar and impaled the offering. Both were moaning slightly by the time she got to seven.

    The moans of the offering got more and more intense as the seven assailed her ass. She was pulling against the robes and muttering, “Yes, yes, yes,” by the time the sixth, a woman, finished. The gruff-voiced leader said firmly, “Wait!” as the seventh, a man, approached the altar.

    The man stood there rather calmly stroking his prick until the leader called out, “Continue!” and he positioned himself properly between the offering’s legs. She was crying slightly as the man finished his seven strokes. But it wasn’t from pain. It was because she had come so close, and then wasn’t allowed to orgasm.

    After the last man had finished and joined the circle around the altar, the leader lifted his hands into the air and said something in old English. BB shook her head as she realized why she hadn’t been able to understand anything. It wasn’t old English. It was old Scottish Gaelic. He said, “faigh an tabhartas so,” which means, “receive this offering.”

    The twenty-one people in short robes raised their hands into the air and called out in unison, “faigh an tabhartas so.” Then the leader said, “Position her.”

    The four in black, modern dress ran forward and quickly untied the offering. Then they led her, supporting and almost dragging her, over to a stairway which went up to the second story balcony which surrounded the courtyard. As BB watched the two couples lead the naked offering to the steps, she realized for the first time that the courtyard was not round as she had first thought. Instead it had seven walls which made it appear at first to be a circle. The walls continued well up past the narrow balcony, and in the center of each wall was a vaulted opening with a stone bench beneath it.

    BB gasped once again as she realized that in the center of three of those open arches a naked young woman was tied spread-eagled with her feet resting on the bottom of the opening. All three were facing inward and all three seemed to be staring down into the courtyard with an intense look of longing on their faces.

    The four led the offering to the first arched opening that was not occupied, and stood her facing inward against the bench in front of the opening. After ropes were looped through bolts or something near the top of the arch, and secured to the offering’s wrists, the two women lifted the naked offering up onto the bench while the two men pulled on the ropes. After she was stable on the bench, she was again lifted slightly while the two women in black stood alongside her on the bench. She was now standing in the center of the opening with her arms stretched tightly into a Y above her body.

    After the two men secured the ropes in some fashion, they tied ropes to the offering’s ankles and pulled them widely apart. This dropped her body slightly and increased the tightness of her arms. In just a few moments she was tied in a naked X like the other three young women.

    When the two couples returned to the courtyard, the gruff-voiced leader said firmly, “It is time to *********** the next.”

    All conversation ceased. A serving cart with rather large wheels clinked out to the center of the courtyard pushed by the two women in black jeans. It was filled with small glasses which held slightly more than a large swallow of some light amber liquid. The two couples began to quickly distribute the glasses to everyone present using small trays that held a dozen or so glasses. After only a few had been distributed, the leader said firmly, “Wait!” and the three or four who had started to raise the glass to their mouths suddenly lowered their glasses and held their hands at their waist.

    When BB received her glass she sniffed it slightly before holding it at her waist. It smelled like wine mixed with honey. Her mind automatically raced trying to remember where she had smelled this before or perhaps read of such a smell. Then she said aloud, “Honeymead. It’s honeymead.”

    After everyone had received their glass of honeymead, The leader called out in his gruff voice, “Raise!” and everyone raised their glass to eye level. At the call of “Drink!” everyone downed the small glass of honeymead.

    Almost immediately, one of the young women said in a rather slurred voice, “It’s me.” Then she pulled her robe over her head and stepped out of her sandals. The two couples dressed in modern black walked over to her. The two women looked deeply into the young woman’s eyes before saying, “Yes, she is the one who is chosen.” Then the two men steadied the young woman as they led her over to the bell tower.

    A voice alongside BB whispered, “Do you want to see the Copper Lady?”

    BB turned to see the face of Sophia, her friend who had arranged the invitation.

    “It’s why I came, isn’t it?” she said and Sophia began to lead her up the steps of the bell tower.

    The tower was tall. BB glanced out the windows as they wound their way to the bell platform. She was surprised at the number of bells in this tower. But she was more amazed at the large copper object that hung among the bells. It was shaped vaguely like one of the bells, but it was much flatter. The two men were opening latches on the sides and top of the device. Inside was a rounded ridge with a single post sticking up from it. There were the customary large nails expected in an iron lady, but these nails were not iron, and they were not sharp-pointed. Instead they were blunt and rounded. As the men lifted the naked young woman, she brushed against one of the copper nails. It retracted back slightly. Evidently these blunt nails were spring loaded in some fashion so they could press against your body without causing harm.

    “Hurry, it is nearly the quarter,” one of the women said and one of the men replied, “Got it. Ready to close.”

    The two men rapidly closed the latches on the Copper Lady and the two couples hurried down the bell tower steps while BB’s friend almost yelled, “Put your hands over your ears and open your mouth!”

    BB did so and almost immediately one of the bells tolled. It was a single strike, but the entire bell platform vibrated with the sound. After the initial blast of sound, BB’s friend pointed to the Copper Lady and both of them watched as the copper obviously vibrated with the sound of the bell.

    “Torture by pleasure?” BB wondered aloud and Sophia replied, “The only torture is when they put you up in the windows. You hang there stopped on the edge and kept on the edge.”

    BB turned and started to descend the spiral staircase. “Wait,” Sophia said quickly. “Look out the windows from the top here.”

    BB went back up the few steps she had taken and looked out the window where Sophia was standing. “Oh, my God!” she exclaimed aloud as she looked down on the brick paths which led to the center of each of the seven walls. “That’s a heptagram,” she said excitedly.

    “We prefer to call it a Fairy Star,” Sophia replied quietly.

    “How long has that been there?” BB asked quickly.

    “Since before the nunnery was built,” Sophia answered. “And it was dirt paths before the bricks were laid in place.”

    “A Fairy Star around a rock altar,” BB said softly to herself.

    “It’s time for us to go down to the party,” Sophia replied as she pulled BB toward the spiral staircase.

    Down in the courtyard things appeared to be almost a normal party, if you ignored the four naked women in the openings above you, and if you ignored the fact that a fifth naked woman was held inside a Copper Lady hanging with the bells in the tower. There were drinks and snacks and people making out… or making love… in the shadows. There was even a really crappy band attempting to play over in front of the side doors which went into the church itself. The large, almost tunnel-like opening in the thick walls made a good bandstand and reflected the sound of the band out into the courtyard without the need for overly-powerful amplifiers.

    Somehow the band… and everyone else… knew when it was time for the bells to sound the half-hour. The music… and all conversation… stopped even before the bells began to toll. The short “Bong, bong, bong, bong… bong, bong, bong, bong,” was a traditional sound for a half-hour in a complex clock, but everyone knew that the next offering was experiencing the bells in a completely different way. The band… and the crowd… also went silent in anticipation of the single “Bong,” that marked the three-quarter hour.

    As the hour approached, the band took a break and left the stage. Everyone in the crowd, including BB, stood silently staring up at the tower waiting for the more complex tolling of the bells which would mark the hour. The crowd took a deep intake of breath in unison as the first “Bong” of that hourly music began. BB held her breath until the short pause before the actual tolling of the hour. It was eight o’clock so there would be eight tolls of the giant bell which was located right next to the Copper Lady.

    The heavy “Bong… bong… bong… bong… bong… bong… bong… bong…” vibrated the bodies of everyone in the courtyard. Sophia leaned in close to her in the silence that followed and said, “Just imagine what that feels like encased in the Copper Lady hanging right next to it.”

    BB had no trouble imagining that. She also had no trouble feeling the flood of fluids that was overflowing her panties and running down the insides of her legs. There was so much fluid that it was probably staining the back of her robes. “Well,” she thought to herself, “it is black. No one will notice a little juice stain on the back.”

    A gruff voice brought her back to the party around her. “Bring the offering down,” the man in the long black robe said as he thumped his long staff on the ground seven times.

    The two couples dressed in modern, black clothes hurried into the tower. A few moments later they returned. The naked young woman was stumbling slightly as they guided her to the flat-topped rock in the center of the courtyard.

    “An altar of natural rock in the center of a Fairy Star,” BB thought to herself. “This is a fertility offering to the earth and sky at the time when the veil between this world and the next is at its thinnest.”

    “Exactly,” Sophia’s voice said softly in her ear. Had she said what she thought aloud, or did Sophia hear what she was thinking.

    The crowd was silent as the offering was tied to the altar. The same nine women nuzzled and lapped seven times between her legs. The same nine men pumped seven times into her cunt. The same three men and four women buggered her as she moaned or screamed beneath them. Then she was led up the steps to the balcony and tied in the fifth vaulted opening in the high wall.

    The strange serving cart with the oversized wheels came rumbling out into the courtyard. Once again it was time to choose the offering. The trays with the small glasses of honeymead were distributed and everyone stood waiting for the order to drink. Finally the leader said, “Drink!” and everyone downed their glass of honeymead.

    BB, like everyone else, stood looking around trying to see who had been chosen. “It’s me,” said a tall, willowy blond as she grabbed the woman next to her in an attempt to stay on her feet. Somehow she managed to remove everything that she was wearing and step out of her sandals before the two couples in modern black arrived. The two women looked deeply into the chosen offering’s eyes and then declared, “Yes, she is the one who is chosen.” The two men once again steadied the chosen offering as they walked the naked woman over to the bell tower.

    “She will experience the nine o’clock sounding of the bells,” Sophia said quietly. “And the quarter-hours and half-hour as well,” BB replied. Then they both smiled at each other.

    At nine o’clock the new offering was brought down from the tower. BB found herself flowing even more copiously as she watched the preparation of the offering. When the honeymead chose the ten o’clock offering and she was led naked up into the bell tower, BB found herself wondering if it was totally by chance or if the person with the honeymead cart somehow made the choice. She carefully recalled how the honeymead was distributed and came to the conclusion that it had to be totally by chance. Everyone chose their own glass from the tray. Only random chance chose the next offering.

    When the ten o’clock offering was brought down from the tower and was nuzzled, fucked, buggered, and finally in place in a vaulted opening as the seventh offering, it was time to choose the midnight offering. At the command of “Drink!” BB tossed the honeymead down her throat. Her first thought was, “I really have to buy some of this so I can sip it properly.” Her second thought was, “Something is weird.” She felt both hot and cold at the same time… and weak… very weak. She turned to Sophia and said in a shocked, slurred voice, “It’s me? Isn’t it?”

    “Yes,” Sophia replied softly, “it always was.”

    The two women came to stare into BB’s eyes before saying, “Yes, she is the one who is chosen.”

    BB knew it was her own hands who threw her witch’s hat to the ground. It was her own hands which pulled the long witch’s robe from her body. It was even her own hands that removed her light pink brassiere. But it was as if it was not her mind controlling her hands. She tried to stop herself as her hands slid into the side of her panties and began pushing them toward the ground, but whatever force was controlling her hands was more powerful than she was.

    She took a deep breath and attempted to resign herself to whatever was to come as she stepped out of her shoes and walked naked with the two men and two women toward the tower steps. They climbed the steps very very slowly, or perhaps everything merely seemed to have slowed down in BB’s mind. When they got to the top, the two women held her steady while the two men opened the Copper Lady and set a wide platform under it that bridged across the opening beneath the bells.

    One of the men nodded and the women brought BB over to the now open Copper Lady. The two men picked her up and positioned her within the copper shell. Then each of them reached down and pulled at a latch of some sort at the base of the device. The two copper pieces which had been supporting BB’s legs suddenly dropped. Like everything else in the Copper Lady, they were spring-loaded. Her weight pushed down the springs and as she descended, she felt something cold push against her slit. The shape of the Copper Lady already had her legs wide open and her cunt gaping so the copper phallus slid easily inside her.

    Her arms were then raised above her head. “Grip the bar,” one of the men said. When she did, they wrapped thin layers of leather around her hands until they were bound to the bar. With her hands above her head, her breasts were pulled up slightly.

    As the men began to close the Copper Lady, one of them said something very strange… at least it was strange to BB. He said, “You will help return what is ours.”

    BB was trying to figure out what that might mean as the copper shell closed around her. She shivered slightly as the hundreds of spring-loaded copper pseudo-nails pressed against her flesh. She thought about what would happen to her when the bells began ringing. At first that thought caused her fluids to gush around the copper phallus. Then she said aloud, “But that will be two hours from now!”

    She struggled briefly just to see how firmly she was bound, but she discovered that her hands were firmly bound and her legs were trapped in the channels designed into the Copper Lady. And even if she could free her arms or her legs, she was still inside a brass shell. A line from her thesis came to mind and she said it aloud, “For many unfortunates, the true torture is not what is done to them, but the incontrovertible knowledge that it is going to occur.”

    She was like a person lying on a rack waiting for that first click of the pawl as the ropes tightened or someone on display in a cage being drawn through the town before being burned as a witch or heretic or whatever. She had two hours in the darkness inside the Copper Lady to contemplate what would happen at midnight. She wouldn’t even have the bells on the quarter hours to stimulate her.

    “I will cheat them,” she said grimly. “I will take control,” she said as she began rocking her pelvis on the copper which supported her. After a few minutes… or was it many minutes… she groaned in frustration. The Copper Lady had been designed very well. Although she could rock and create some sensations within herself and at the entrance to her cunt, she couldn’t create any sensations on her clit. Without that she was effectively edging herself, bringing herself partially up orgasm mountain with no way to reach the top or even throw herself off a lower cliff.

    “Nooooooo!” she screamed to herself and to the night which surrounded the bell tower. Her unheard sobs of “No, no, no, no, no,” continued until midnight.

    There was no warning. It was not one bell which began the Halloween cascade, but all of the bells in the tower began swinging and ringing. BB was also swinging on the same beam as the biggest bell in the tower. Its mighty “Clang!” tore through her body. The less resounding clangs of the other bells added to the torment.

    She was being overwhelmed. Her entire body was vibrating with the bells. The Copper Lady was also vibrating and each and every spring loaded nail was vibrating as well. Some of the nails were vibrating against her breasts, some against her legs, some against her arms and back. And between her legs the copper phallus vibrated within her. It even felt like it was moving in and out of her slightly. But nothing was touching her clit. She tried desperately to rock her pelvis to gain more sensation there, but it was useless. She was standing atop orgasm mountain, but couldn’t throw herself off in release.

    After an eternity, the bells became silent and the Copper Lady stopped swinging. She could vaguely hear something being done around her. There was a sound of boards being slid against other boards. Then there was the click of the latches being released and the slight creak as the copper shell was opened. The men unbound her hands and lifted her up off of the phallus. Then they both supported her as they walked down the bell tower’s spiral staircase.

    The courtyard seemed the same as before except everyone was now naked. Even the gruff-voiced man with the black staff was sky clad. As the two men led her toward the altar, she suddenly realized that they, too, were naked. Why hadn’t she noticed that before?

    She expected the flat-topped stone to be cold like the Copper Lady had been cold when she was first placed within it, but it was warm. It was not hot, but it was warm as if she were lying across someone’s body.

    She looked up at the sky as she felt her arms and legs being tied. Then she heard the leader say, “First, she deserves pleasure.”

    Then the tongues began. Was it the same women? The first tongue somehow felt old… if a tongue can feel old… so perhaps it was the same seven. Each nuzzled and licked seven times. It was wonderful and terrible at the same time. BB was going higher than she had ever gone in her life, but seven was not enough. She was left stranded just before her moment of release.

    BB felt each tongue and heard each woman announce the count. Even after all seven had finished, she was stranded near her point of release. Then the leader pounded his staff on the ground and announced in his gruff voice, “Second, she must give pleasure.”

    Maybe the seven men would take her to climax. But they didn’t. The copious fluids flowing from her cunt made her so slick that none of them actually got any friction. There were no real sensations. Seven pricks slid in and out of her seven times and yet she was still denied an orgasm.

    Then the man with the staff said gruffly, “Now she must receive pain and give pleasure.”

    She was untied and rolled over on the stone. Something slimy was smeared on her ass and then fingers began penetrating her rosebud. First there was one, then two, then three, and finally four. Finally the woman who had been pumping her hand in and out of BB’s ass called out loudly, “She is ready!”

    The first penis that entered her ass caused a slight amount of pain, but more importantly it caused pleasure. BB moaned with that pleasure but moaned again in frustration as the penis was withdrawn after seven strokes. The plastic strapons gave greater sensations, but they were not the same as flesh. The last man rammed himself forcefully against her ass. Her clit almost… almost was pressed against the rock.

    Her arms and legs were again untied. Was this the way that the previous seven had been led to their positions of display?

    But instead of standing BB up, the two men carefully turned her and positioned her face up upon the flat rock. The leader positioned himself between her legs and asked loudly, “Will you be the instrument which will restore what was ours before it was theirs?”

    BB knew the choice was hers. There was no power controlling her at this moment… except her own lust… as she said, “Yes, I will.”

    When the leader plunged into her it was as if her body burst into flames. There was an intense heat radiating from her cunt throughout her body. As the leader continued to pump within her it was as if her mind was opened to all of time and space. She could see herself from above lying across the flat-topped stone altar. The Fairy Star was trampled into the grass surrounding the altar on the top of the hill. Her voice cried out across the meadow as she began to tremble in orgasm.

    Then suddenly she was back in the courtyard. The seven offerings tied in the vaulted openings were screaming with her. An enormous pillar of flame and heat engulfed her and pulled everything up into the night.

    And then she passed out.

    She was still laying on the altar when the morning sun finally awoke her. Above her, the seven archways were empty in the morning sun. Sophia was sitting on a cushion nearby. Everyone else was gone.

    “Did you find what you were looking for?” Sophia asked.

    BB groaned slightly as she first sat up and then stood up. Sophia was holding her black witch’s robe, but there was no underwear. Luckily her shoes were nearby.

    “I think so,” BB replied, standing naked in the center of the courtyard.

    “They found what they wanted, too,” Sophia said standing up and walking over to BB.

    She reached out and rubbed something low on BB’s stomach, just above BB’s clit. BB cried out in pain. It was as if there were a wound down there.

    “Look at it,” Sophia said and BB looked down at her sex. Something was branded into the pubic area above BB’s slit that she always kept shaved smooth. BB traced it with her finger and then muttered, “It’s a heptagram.”

    “Fairy Star,” corrected Sophia. “You have been chosen to retain and protect the history of the wise ones.”

    BB finished her thesis with no mention of the Copper Lady. Shortly thereafter, she published a book entitled, “Truth and Lies about Mediaeval Torture.” The cover image was a man seated on a Judas Cradle, a pyramid-shaped torture device that, depending on the size and slope of the pyramid, either painfully stretched or totally impaled the unfortunate’s nether hole. The book sold only moderately well, but the television interviews were enough to make Belinda Barnotti, Phd, a well-known anthropologist.

    She had several offers to teach at various universities, but she chose to stay local and took a position with her alma mater so that she could also take the position of curator of the Witch Hill Nunnery Museum. It is an interesting museum. And they have a really amazing Halloween party. But you have to be invited to purchase an invitation.

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  • The Slut Diaries

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    Escapades of a submissive lesbian slut

    This is a work fiction, and should not be considered to be real life events.

    Chapter 1

    On all fours, shorts and panties laid discarded on the floor with her tank top, her heavy, 42dd breasts hanging loose over the cups of her bra… Her ass was pushed upwards, legs spread as an eager tongue lapped at her hairless engorged cunt.

    She barked and whimpered encouragingly for the canine that was feasting on her. The young woman’s skin was flushed with excitement and a bit of shame.

    Finally she shifted her balance to one hand, pinching each of her nipples roughly before sliding her hand down between her legs. Her fingers found her clit, and she began rubbing with veracity, letting out breathy moans.

    The tongue behind her stopped at the new movement, and the canine paused to sniff her fingers and gave a few more licks. But it didn’t matter. She was seconds away from cumming, and the tongue would come back greedily to clean up her mess. Her rhythm changed, now humping her hand instead of the licking tongue. And she couldn’t help the words that fell from her mouth as she gave her pussy a few hard smacks.

    “Yesss… Fuck! I’m a filthy bitch! I love being a doggy slut! I’m a submissive pussy whore-“

    She came hard, almost collapsing face first on the bathroom floor.

    The woman rolled over, legs opened and let the animal finish with her swollen cunt.

    Finally she moved to clean herself off. Her free time was almost up.

    She had no idea how she had ended up in this position…

    Rewind.

    The woman, who will be referred to as Alexa, was 25 years old, and had an independent streak miles wide. No one would even consider that she would engage in such depraved behavior – much less that she did this willingly.

    Never mind her other tendencies.

    Alexa was 5’5, with blue-green eyes, and long hair that was naturally colored an amber gold shade. She had pale skin and a pretty face, and her large breasts were something she was quite proud of. They were heavy, and her nipples and aeroelas were a pale pink, but not saggy because of her youth. Her ass was round, but toned, like her thighs. Her legs were slightly muscled, but she was not without imperfections.

    The woman had struggled with her weight her whole life, and was currently 177 pounds. And for unexplainable reason, her excess weight mostly found its way too her rounded belly, upper arms… and of course her breasts.

    Her negative body image plagued her for years.

    Until she had met several dominant women who had thoroughly enjoyed using her body.

    As a young teen, and even earlier, she had found curious ways to masturbate or just make herself feel good. It didn’t take much. Alexa was slowly coaxed to accept her role as a submissive slut.

    And her current job as a full time nanny had a few… perks. Like the fact that she had two and a half hours of free time every afternoon when both children were at school, and a sixty pound dog that thoroughly enjoyed when Alexa had her legs opened.

    Back in the living room of the house that was not her own, she retrieved her phone from the arm of the chaise lounge.

    She had several text messages for the same sender, and they only spiked her excitement again.

    ‘Hello my slut cow.’

    ‘I bet you’re letting yourself being used like a good bitch right now, aren’t you?’

    She texted back quickly, giving the appropriate answer.

    ‘Mmmmmmmmmmmoooooooooooooooooooooooo! Yes, Mommy. I was being a good bitch.’

    The response was immediate.

    ‘Such a naughty girl. Take out your udders for Mommy. Show me those milkless cow tits.’

    The woman lifted her shirt and pulled her breasts free from her bra once again and took a picture, sending it quickly.

    ‘Mommy’ was her mistress, and she liked when her pet was obedient.

    ‘Such a good fat whore’, Mommy texted back. ‘I’m going to use those udders tonight.’

    Alex whimpered, rocking in her chair. Her too-tight panties rubbing her horny pussy. ‘Yes, please! Abuse my useless fat sacs, Mommy.’

    ‘Good slut. Now take that bra off and don’t put it back on.’

    She groaned. The woman was going to soak through her panties before her day was done. Mommy knew letting her big tits bounce around under her shirt all day made her horny.

    Alexa removed her bra, putting it in her bag, before sending a picture for confirmation.

    Her phone rang.

    “Feels better, doesn’t it?” Mommy teased her. “Now pull those hard nipples and moo for Mommy.”

    The younger woman did as she asked, even though the windows were open in the living room, and she had a good view of the neighborhood from her seat.

    Mommy moaned. “Good cow. Now, no more cumming today. That fat pussy is mine. Take your shorts off and show me those little girl panties you’re wearing for Mommy. And then show me that wet cunt before you get dressed.” Then she hung up.

    Alexa stood up quickly, shirt still around her neck, and pulled her shorts off, and sat in the chair with her legs spread. She took several photos before removing her white panties, bending over to take a view from the back before sitting back down and spreading her lower lips open to show her soaking cunt. She sent her pictures as she redressed.

    ‘Mmmm such a wet bitch. Good girl. I’ll see you tonight.’

    Alexa whimpered in excitement. She was ecstatic that she didn’t work the next day. ‘Thank you, Mommy.’

    She glanced at the clock. Eight more hours.


  • CLUB SEX 3 – The 28yo

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    I hope this is as good as 1 & 2. Another hot orgy

    CLUB SEX 3 – The 28yo

    Well here I am again, at the club waiting for the show to start. You can feel the anticipation from everyone as they get ready for what he hoped would be another great show. As always I made sure to look around and take note of any girl that happens to look my way. There were some hot women here. The turnout wasn’t as large as last time but there were still 25 – 30 people here.

    Tonight’s show was a 28yo very beautiful; she had long black hair, about a C-cup breast size, and a beautiful ass, and was about 5’6” tall. Since I never know the star of the shows name I just call her Star.

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    The door opened and they brought her out. There were 5 men carrying her, 1 on each arm, 1 on each leg, and 1 supporting her back. She was already naked and was kicking and screaming out “LET ME GO, GOD DAMN IT!!!! LET ME THE FUCK GO!!” It was obvious she didn’t want to cooperate. The men holding her were a lot stronger then she was, and looked like they weren’t having that hard of a time.

    She was doing her best though, yanking her arms and legs, twisting her body all over, trying to get loose. She was brought over where chains were hanging down; they secured her arms first then her legs. The chains were pretty tight and she didn’t have much room to move. Her naked body was strung up spread-eagle about 2 feet off the floor.

    The next thing they brought out was what they called the horse. You straddled it like you would as if you were sitting on a horse (If you know what a Sybian is, it’s the same exact thing). On the top about center was a piece sticking up, it was long and thin with the front slanting upwards. Star was slowly lowered down, till her weight was on the horse. Someone spread her pussy lips as she came down; and centered her clit right on the upraised part.

    As she came down, she was begging now “Please let me go, what are doing, stop, please stop. What are you doing to me?” No one answered her, as her weight settled; her feet were still about 6 inches off the ground. 3 women were at her side now, 1 one either side gently rubbing her breasts and sucking on her nipples. The other was behind her running her hands up and down, along her back and over her ass.

    Unable to move around much, Star wasn’t sure what to do. Then the machine was turned on, you could hear a low hum as it vibrated against her open pussy. Star was asking them again to stop, as soon as she felt the vibrations. “Please stop, what you’re doing, let me go. Pl pl pl please stop. What’s ha happening to me, why are you do doing this?” You could tell her body was starting to react on its own.

    Star closed her eyes, and was gritting her teeth, as her whole body was shaking. The machine was turned up; she was starting to lose control. It was turned up even more, her eyes suddenly flew open. She was thrusting her hips against the horse, forcing her clit against the nub that was sticking up. It was turned up all the way; you could tell she was about to cum. She screamed out “OH GOD IT FEELS SO GOOD!” Her hips were bucking hard now as her orgasm hit. You could hear the noise from the machine as it vibrated loudly.

    They left her there, her body way out of control now. She was moaning loudly, as pleasure coursed through her body over and over. She came again, not being able to resist anymore she let herself go. She came again then again, 5 or 6 times, each one washing over her. You could see the horse glistening from her pussy juice. It was quite an amazing scene.

    I had my cock out, which was very hard and started stroking myself. When a woman came over to me, she had to be in her mid 30’s, was wearing a nice dress and a low cut top. She pulled her dress up and mounted me, sliding her wet pussy right down my shaft. I moved her top apart more, and took her breasts out which were a nice size, and started sucking on the nipples.

    She then leaned in and kissed me hotly, moaning loudly all the time. She whispered to me, your cock looked so good I needed to fuck you. My hands were all over her breasts as she kissed me again. She stopped for a second to pull her clothes off; they had started getting in the way. Then she was right back at me, sliding up and down like she was possessed. Her wet pussy was making sucking noises as she moved faster and faster. I was driving my hips up as she was coming down. Her voice was getting louder, saying how good my cock felt, she was getting ready to explode. I could feel her pussy throbbing, my cock was on the verge bursting, I was just about to let loose when it hit her. She screamed as her orgasm washed over her, it triggered my own and I drove deep inside her. Her body started jerking around, when she felt my hot cum spray her insides.

    I happened to look around and saw; next to us on the floor 2 women were going at it, in a 69 position. They both had their arms wrapped around each other, with their hands gripping onto the other’s ass. You could hear them moaning, their hips her humping into each other’s face.

    Another scene, there was a girl going at it with 3 guys, 1 was driving into her pussy, while another was pumping away at her ass, the 3rd was face fucking her. She was going crazy, as her body reached orgasm again and again.

    The woman who was riding me slowly pulled off telling me that was wonderful. She went over and sat down, another woman came over to her and buried her face right between her legs sucking away at the cum filled pussy. I watched as the 2 girls on the floor started cumming, their muffled moans got loud as they hit their peak at the same time.
    The 3 guys who were going at the girl switched places, the 1 that was at her head went to her pussy, while the 1 in her pussy moved to her ass, the guy who had been ass fucking her was now putting his cock into her mouth. She didn’t even pause, as she took him in.

    On stage, they had pulled Star up, and was now lowering her back down. The horse had a different piece on it now, there was a good size dildo sticking straight up. The one controlling the speed of the horse, hit the button to max for about 2 seconds just before Star was guided down onto it. You could see the toy spinning like crazy. The height of the horse had been lowered and her feet were now unshackled, she was able fuck herself now. She had totally given in to her lust; you could see the look on her face was very different.

    One if the girls who had been sucking on her nipples was now kissing her. Their lips locked tightly, while Star moved her body up and down. Her excitement was building up as she came again and again, each one more powerful then the one before. The machine was at full speed now; it was buried deep inside her pussy. They let her hands loose, but stood close by just in case.

    Not to far away, a guy was sitting down with a girl sucking on his cock. She had the whole thing in her mouth, then started bobbing up and down. A girl was behind her with a strap-on dildo, fucking it deep into her pussy. I could see the girl in the middle cumming; she arched her back and took the guys cock deep into her throat again. The guy had hold of her head and was thrusting forward as she went down, and it looked like he was cumming right down her throat.

    The large lady was there, she was on her hands and knees. There was another large woman, lying on her back while the 1st large woman sucked and licked away at her pussy. She was moaning and playing with her huge tits, while she lifted her hips up off the floor. The 1st woman had a guy behind her, shoving his cock deep in her ass. He grabbed hold of her large ass and shoved forward, filling her ass with his cum. He pulled out, his cock was slowly going down, but he moved right over to the 2nd woman and inserted it into her mouth. She greedily sucked it in, knowing what he just been doing only made her want him more.

    I was hard again, and looked around. I had so many options to choose from; I looked over at a woman who must have been in her late 60’s. She had a nice of tits, that were starting to sag, but were big enough that it didn’t matter. I went right to her, when she saw me coming over a huge smile came across her face. She had been fingering herself and was very wet. I didn’t waist any time, my cock slid right in, burying myself in 1 smooth motion. The second she felt my cock deep inside her, she came. I felt her pussy tighten around my cock then I started pumping her.

    I couldn’t believe the size of her massive tits, they were a lot bigger then I originally thought. My hands and mouth went right to them; they were really nice and soft. I felt her pussy as she was massaging my cock using her muscles. It was the most incredible feeling; I plunged my cock all the way in and held it there. She worked her pussy like magic, gripping my hard staff and milking it. When I started pumping again, a young guy with a huge cock came over; the thing must have been about 12” inches long. It was like something you’d see in a porn movie, and he just stuffed it into her mouth.

    I felt her go through another orgasm as she opened her mouth and took him in. I watched as he stuffed at least half of it between her stretching lips. She grabbed hold of it with both hands and started pumping him. He held the back of her head, and forced more into her mouth. She took it without much a problem, it was unbelievable. The more he got into her mouth the more she got excited. I was getting ready to cum myself; her hips were bucking up into me. She had grabbed the guy by the ass now and was actually pulling him into her. He was moaning as she took more and more of him. I started cumming, shoving my cock in, and unloading deep in her pussy. She held onto to the guy’s ass even tighter as I shot into her pussy. She went through a huge orgasm; her hips were bucking like a bronco as she twisted her body around. I pulled out slowly and made my way back to my seat; I knew I needed a break after that. She sure as hell may have been old but she was one hell of a fuck. The second I moved away, he took over, shoving that thing deep inside her, while she wrapped her legs around him.

    Back on stage, Star was now on a mattress on the floor. She had a double ended dildo, going from her pussy to her ass. A woman was licking away at her clit while she moved the toy in and out. Another woman was sitting on her face, grinding her hips down against Star’s moving tongue. She was sitting facing Star’s feet, while she had one hand rubbing and pinching her own nipple, and the other reaching down playing with Star’s breasts, going back and forth from one to the other. Star had her hands on the girl’s ass, spreading her cheeks wide.

    You could tell she was moving her tongue back and forth, from ass to pussy. Her heels were dug into the mattress and she was lifting her hips way up. I don’t know how these people get chosen; they always seem to find the ones who really put on a show. This woman had been so frustrated she had started to cry when she had 1st arrived, but once she came a few times she gave in. It looked now like she couldn’t get enough; her body reached its peak then would calm down just a little before climbing back up again.

    That shemale was here, she was slamming her cock into some guy’s ass, while the guy she was slamming sucked off another guy. Her tits were bouncing around as she bucked into him. The big women had switched places, now the 1st one was on her back and had her pussy mashed against the other ones face, while a different guy was plunging in and of the 2nd one’s pussy. The older woman was really fucking that guy. He was rubbing her huge tits and playing with the nipples as he drove his tree trunk in and out of her.

    I relaxed and watched for about an hour, it took about 30 minutes to get hard again. I was really enjoying the show. You could hear moaning all around, women and men shouting out as they reached orgasm. I don’t know how many times I heard the words, YES, OH GOD, DON’T STOP, I’M CUMMING, OR FUCK ME. From all over, I was about to get up when 2 young women, that must have been 18 or 19 came over to me.

    They both attacked my cock at once, French kissing each other with my shaft in between their lips. They were beautiful, one was brunette and the other was blond. Both with similar bodies, average breast size a nice handful, with a perfect ass. They looked in great shape, no extra body fat but not to thin either. They worked well as a team, licking at all the right spots, never letting their lips part. They slowly pulled me to the floor, never once parting from shaft. Once I was down, they finally broke from their kiss. The blond lowered her dripping pussy onto my face, while the brunette guided my cock into her own wetness.

    They had positioned themselves facing each other. I grabbed the blond’s ass and started massaging it. They leaned in and started kissing each other, rubbing the other ones tits at the same time. I made sure to lick her pussy and ass; I moved one of my hands over and buried my finger in her back door then homed in on her clit. She went crazy, and then yelled out “OH MY GOD YES, I’M CUMMING!” The one fucking me was cumming also; I could feel her pussy around my driving member. When the blond hit her peak, she actually sprayed out, squirting her juice all over my face.

    They got up and switched places, the brunette kissing me deeply before getting into position. The blond lowered herself down me, only she guided my cock to her ass. I could see her pussy still dripping as she let her weight down. I attacked the brunette the same way I had the blond. She responded right away, forcing her pussy against my mouth. She was pretty wet also, and once I get her ass nice lubed with my tongue which didn’t take long. I drove 2 fingers in, then I was right back at her pussy. She laid down on me so she could get at her friend. She latched her mouth onto the blond’s clit and sucked while the blond bounced up and down. I could feel I was getting ready to cum, so I doubled my efforts. I let my hips force their way up as she was coming down. All 3 of us came together, the blond sprayed out all over her friends face; the brunette (just like the blond) sprayed me down. My cock was deep in her ass when I shot my load after load into her.

    They slowly moved off of me, and laid down recovering. I looked back on stage; Star was alone on the mattress. She had her hand pinching away at her nipple and the other fingering herself. 2 stage guys came over; both were black and had pretty good size dicks, one got down next to her, and she mounted him without hesitation. The other guy moved in behind her and entered her ass at the same time the other guy slid into her pussy. I decided to check on the time, it was hard to believe I’d been here already for 3 hours.

    Star was loving it, when one guy came, another would take his place. She was cumming hard now about every 10 minutes. The men were holding her, as they pumped load after load deep inside her. One of the guys put his cock at head her level and she took him into her mouth sucking him in nice and deep. She was telling them over and over not to stop fucking; she said how good their cocks felt. Then she would stuff the guy’s shaft back in her mouth, deep throating him in one motion.

    I watched for another hour, once every other hour they would give her a 30min break. During her last break she had started masturbating, so they moved in. She was laying down on the mattress, cum dripping out of her pussy, ass, and down the side of her cheek. She was softly moaning while she rested, I had a feeling she wouldn’t be resting for long.

    The sex scenes around me were pretty intense. The last 2 women I fucked were on the floor, the brunette was on all 4’s with the blond behind her licking the cum out of her hot ass, while finger fucking her at the same time. The 2 large women had split up, but were next to each other. Both had a guy in front of them fucking their huge tits, they also each had a girl between their legs, sucking away at their pussies. The shemale had a guy sucking her cock while another guy was behind her pounding away at her ass.

    There were 3 girls on the floor, each was on her back and they all had a different guy from the show. You could see the guy’s asses going up and down as they pumped away, filling the girl’s pussies. The smell of sex was everywhere; just being in the room gave you erotic energy.

    The woman that had been wearing the strap-on, had taken it off and was now fucking herself with the dildo. I went right over, I was about to take over for her, plunging the toy in and out. As soon as she saw me coming over, she tossed it aside and spread her legs nice and wide for me. I moved in and she guided my cock right to her hot pussy. Once I was all the way in, she wrapped her legs around me, and pulled me tight against her body. Her hot lips found mine, and her tongue flew out as our lips met. She held me tight as she fucked up into me, thrusting her hips against mine over and over. Her tight pussy gripped my cock as she came. Her body jerked around, she going through a chain of orgasms. It was obvious she had been holding back all night and was now letting loose. She was so hot; it didn’t take that long for me. I wanted it to last, but couldn’t hold back. She felt me cumming and humped up into me even harder. I cold feel her hard nipples pressing against me, as she milked me for all I was worth.

    Damn what a night as always.


  • Basic Training

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    After five and a half weeks of sharing her quarters with 50 other
    girls, Gia Mazzini found the long empty bays unnaturally empty as
    she walked through them. It was the first time since she arrived
    at Lackland Air Force base over a month before that she had been
    totally alone.

    Still there was something to be said for privacy. Everyone
    else was spending this fine warm Saturday in San Antonio, enjoying
    their first off-the-base pass. Gia, unfortunately, had pissed off
    her Sergeant enough to be assigned Dorm Guard duty instead. As
    if the empty quarters really needed guarding! She could
    understand it at night, when the Dorm Guard stood the traditional
    fire watch, but during the day it was just wasting time.

    The worst thing about basic training, at least in Gia’s humble
    opinion, was the lack of sexual relief. Although it only lasted six
    weeks, it seemed like an eternity to her. Many nights she could
    hear a few of the girls pleasuring themselves in their beds.
    Sometimes, in the middle of the night, she would see someone get
    up and sneak off to the bathroom. A few nights pulling a shift as
    Dorm Guard told her that they were more interested in privacy
    than use of the common facilities. It was on one of those nights
    that she had watched Holly.

    Holly Wellington was 18 years old, six years younger than
    Gia. In many ways, they were as opposite as two women could be,
    both in physical attributes and personality. Holly had light, almost
    pale skin, coupled with straight blond hair that hung as long as
    military regulations would allow. Even then, it was always tied up in
    a bun.

    Gia, on the other hand, had very short curly black hair, short
    enough that they didn’t even have to cut it when she reported in.
    In addition, her skin was a rich olive brown, the result of a mixed
    Mediterranean heritage. Gia was also a good half foot taller at
    5’9”, and had a bust twice Holly’s B-cup.

    Gia was self confident and aggressive, while Holly was
    somewhat passive. Gia was from the big city while Holly was from
    a small town. In every way, Holly was the type of girl who made
    Gia’s panties wet every time she saw her.

    Gia Mazzini had known she was interested in girls as well as
    guys since she was 15 years old. In fact, her first three sexual
    experiences had been with other girls in the neighborhood. She
    found it to be a great advantage.

    Too many of her friends had been knocked up or worse,
    simply because they were horny and their boyfriends were all too
    macho to use a condom. She and her best friend Maria used to
    double date all the time. Many nights they’d sent their boyfriends
    home to jerk themselves off, then spent the rest of the night
    taking care of each other.

    It was one of those old girlfriends from the neighborhood
    that first suggested joining the Air Force. Older than Gia, Angela
    Martin had been in the service a little over five years now and
    loved it. She had assured Gia that there were plenty of
    opportunities to be with other women, as long as you were careful
    about it.

    Standing there at the head of the empty sleeping bay, Gia
    hoped Angela had been telling her the truth. She definitely
    couldn’t take four years without the touch of another woman. Not
    when just a few weeks was driving her out of her mind.

    Sliding her hand past the waistband of her dark blue pants,
    Gia thought about the night two weeks ago when she caught Holly
    playing with herself in the bathroom. It had been two in the
    morning when she watched her get up. It was the fourth time that
    week Holly had made a bathroom run in the middle of the night.

    “Either she has an incredibly weak bladder,” Gia thought.
    “Or something’s happening in that bathroom that I might be
    interested in.”

    She gave Holly five minutes, more than enough time to take
    care of an actual nature call. The large communal bathroom was
    removed from the twin living bays by a long hall. Gia tried to walk
    as quietly as she could as she traced Holly’s steps. She also turned
    off the flashlight that she was normally supposed to use to make
    her rounds.

    Stepping into the bathroom, she quickly checked the shower
    room. Gia really didn’t expect to find her in there, but you never
    know. Walking over to the long row of bathroom stalls, Gia bent
    down and looked down the length of the room. Sure enough, Holly
    was in the last stall. Gia took that as a good sign. By common
    agreement, the girls were supposed to use the first stall by the
    door if they had to go during the night. That way, one of them
    could rush in there and clean it if someone pulled a surprise early
    morning inspection. That had happened twice already this month.

    “I guess the last stall has the most privacy.” Gia thought as
    she quietly walked down the row.

    The tall woman paused one stall from the end and switched
    on her flashlight. Then in a single motion, she pulled open the door
    and shone the light inside. It revealed exactly what she had hoped
    to find.

    Holly sat on the bowl, her back pressed against the tile wall
    and her legs stretched out in each direction. Her green PC T-shirt
    with 3708 BMTS stenciled across it was pulled up over her small
    breasts as one hand played with her right nipple. Her white
    panties were dangling around her left ankle. Her eyes were tightly
    shut and she had three fingers deep inside of her lightly haired
    pussy.

    “What’s going on here?” Gia asked in an authoritative voice
    as she shined the light in Holly’s face.

    The look on Holly’s face was one of utter mortification. The
    color drained away so rapidly that Gia feared for a moment that
    Holly might faint.

    “It’s okay.” Gia said quickly, trying to calm the girl down. “I
    just thought something might be wrong since you were in here so
    long.” she lied.

    Only Holly’s passive nature and relative inexperience let Gia
    get away with what she was doing. Gia knew that if one of the
    other girls had burst in on her while she was getting off, she
    would’ve been quick to tell her to fuck off. Either that or ask her
    if she’d like a lick.

    “It’s okay.” Gia repeated gently stroking Holly’s hair, worn
    loose during the night. “You weren’t doing anything that we all
    haven’t done at one time or another.”

    “Really?” Holly asked as if other girls doing it had never
    occurred to her, making Gia think that maybe this might not be
    such a good idea after all.

    Then she looked down and got her first really good look at
    Holly’s almost hairless pussy. The older girl had never heard a
    female version of the phrase “a stiff dick has no conscience” but if
    one existed it would accurately describe how she felt right now.

    “There’s nothing wrong with making yourself feel good.” Gia
    soothed, taking hold of Holly’s hand and repositioning it back over
    the damp cunt. “If I’d known what you were doing in here, I’d
    never have bothered you.”

    Holly smiled with trusting eyes, her apprehension now gone.

    “In fact,” the dark haired woman said as she held Holly’s
    hand and gently rubbed it against the girl’s clit. “I’d even have
    been willing to help you a little.”

    “Help me?” Holly’s whisper was a mixture of curiosity and
    confusion.

    “The way that many women help each other when there’s no
    men around.” Gia continued to massage Holly’s pussy with her own
    hand. “Would you like me to show you?”

    Holly hesitated for a few long moments, doubtlessly
    recalling, Gia thought, the speech they were given when they first
    entered basic about the military’s prohibition on same-sex
    relationships.

    “It’s not like we’re lesbians or anything like that.” Gia
    reassured her. “We’re just friends helping each other out. Many
    girls do it. I’ve seen them.”

    While Holly sat wondering if that little piece of information
    was indeed true, Gia upped the ante. Gently, almost too subtle for
    the girl to notice, she slid her hand under Holly’s and began rubbing
    a middle finger against the younger clit.

    The experienced touch evoked an immediate response.
    Feeling Holly’s resistance to her presence fade away, Gia slid her
    index finger into the younger pussy. With a practiced skill she
    began to twirl that around as well.

    It was too late for Holly to think rationally. Gia’s
    ministrations had taken control of her body. Oblivious to anything
    but the warm sensations emanating from her pussy, she leaned
    back once more and enjoyed the small climax that wasn’t long in
    coming.

    A soft moan escaped Holly’s lips as Gia felt the love tunnel
    contract around her fingers. It had only been a small orgasm, but
    it was enough to show the advantage of having a friend.

    Not wanting to press her luck, lest someone else need to use
    the bathroom, she quickly helped Holly compose herself and sent
    her back off to bed. The older woman had to fight the temptation
    to kiss the younger, but she knew that would come soon enough if
    she played her cards right.

    Standing alone in the empty lavatory, Gia happily licked
    Holly’s juices off her fingers. She looked forward to a time she
    could sample that sweet nectar at its source, a day she was sure
    would soon arrive. She had seen it in Holly’s eyes.

    * * *

    “And today was supposed to be the day!” Gia cursed silently.
    In the past two weeks the two women had stolen precious moments
    together, each time being just a little more adventurous than the
    last. Gia had even managed to kiss Holly full on the lips a few
    nights ago, an act that she had always considered more intimate
    than licking out another woman’s pussy — not that she couldn’t wait
    to do that with Holly either! She had told the girl that they should
    use their brief pass off base to get an out of the way motel room
    where they could really consummate their relationship. To her
    delight, the younger girl had eagerly agreed.

    “Damn Sergeant Alexander!” Gia thought. “The bitch has
    had it in for me since day one, and was just looking for an excuse
    to stick me with the duty today.”

    Elayne Alexander had been in the Air Force for 19 of her 37
    years. The new recruits didn’t even had a chance to unpack their
    bags before she appeared in the barracks and announced she didn’t
    know what their candy assed recruiter told them, but here at
    Lackland, this was her Air Force and her word was God. The
    sooner they understood that, the better they’d all get along. She
    also told them this was her last training Flight as she was going on
    to a new assignment in England after this, and she wasn’t going to
    stand for anyone ruining her perfect record here at Lackland.

    Gia had commented softly and wryly, “I joined the Air Force
    not the Marines.”

    Sergeant Alexander heard it anyway and the new recruit
    had spent her first night scrubbing toilets.

    Back home, in her own neighborhood, Gia might have tried to
    take someone like Sergeant Alexander out back and beat the crap
    out of them. Unfortunately, she knew that sort of behavior
    wouldn’t work in the military.

    Besides, she wasn’t so sure she could take the Sergeant in a
    fight, at least not a fair one. The redhead was just an inch taller
    than Gia, but a lot more muscular. Gia doubted there was an ounce
    of fat anywhere on the drill instructor’s body, an opinion recently
    formed from a first hand look.

    Last week, after they had come off the obstacle course, all
    the girls had hit the showers before the afternoon’s activities.
    Normally, Gia loved the time in the showers and the opportunity to
    check out all the other girls. She made it a habit to be next to a
    different girl each time. Aside from giving her a variety, it also
    helped her keep her studies unnoticed. The one girl she never
    showered next to anymore, however, was Holly. She didn’t trust
    herself not to stare at that soft young body she would soon
    possess.

    Turning that afternoon to peek at Kathy Summers under the
    shower next to her, Gia got her shock of the month. Only a few
    feet away, standing as nude as she was, stood Sergeant Alexander.

    Gia thought it strange that the non-com was showering with
    the girls. After all, it wasn’t like she had just run the obstacle
    course. Having gotten a good look at her antagonist, however, she
    wasn’t about to complain.

    The image of Elayne Alexander in the raw totally blew away
    the macho butch image Gia had formed of her. That image had
    been of a woman who would’ve fit right in with those muscle-bound
    weight lifter types she had seen on ESPN. The type that looked
    more like men than women.

    The reality was a soft, yet muscular body that had both
    perfect tone and all the feminine curves. A near prefect pair of
    rounded 34-inch breasts stood out as the older woman ran a soapy
    hand around them. Turning to face the other way, she revealed an
    ass just as perfect. Gia wished she could reach out and touch it.
    Quickly she reminded herself that she didn’t want to be seen
    staring and turned the other way.

    Around her, she could hear showerheads being shut off as
    some of the other women finished their showers. Wanting one
    more look, she dropped her washrag and turned in Elayne ’s
    direction to pick it up — only to find herself inches from the
    Sergeant’s crotch.

    “Oh God!” She gasped wordlessly as she looked right at it.
    “It’s shaved.”

    “Looking for something?” She heard Sergeant Alexander
    asked. A few of the closest girls also turned at the sound of her
    voice.

    Recovering quickly, Gia picked up the washrag and held it up
    for all to see. Alexander glanced at it a moment, then faced away
    and ignored Gia.

    “Finish it up ladies! We’ve got other things to get done
    today.” she called to the few women still in there as she shut off
    the water and stepped out the door.

    Gia took a few moments to compose herself, then followed
    the other girls out.

    “She might be built like Wonder Woman, but she’s still a
    bitch!” Gia said to herself as she made an entry in the logbook.
    The same entry she had made every hour for the last four.
    Nothing to report.

    She was just about to start another useless survey of the
    empty bed bays when a knock sounded on the door. Her first
    thought was that it was Alexander or one of the other Sergeants,
    stopping by to check up on her, better yet, to catch her in making
    a mistake that might get her sent back in training.

    “Sir, may I see your authority to enter?” she asked
    automatically, remembering the challenge she had been taught.

    The proper response was for the person attempting to gain
    access to the dorm to show their identification card. Occasionally
    one of the Sergeants would attempt to get in without showing it.
    They did this in a number of ways, most of which were quite
    intimidating. Already three of the girls in this Flight had
    succumbed to the barrages of angry shouts and opened the door.
    They were all now repeating several weeks of basic.

    Well there would be none of that for Gia, she thought. The
    dark haired girl had grown up in a neighborhood where she’d heard
    worse verbal threats in the schoolyard than anything the
    Sergeants would muster from the other side of the door. Besides,
    it gave her a secret pleasure to see how worked up she could get
    Alexander or one of the others. While she stood calmly asking to
    see their authority to enter.

    When she looked through the small door window, Gia’s
    composure was abruptly shattered. Without a thought to the
    proper procedure, she swung open the door.

    “Holly!” She exclaimed.

    “Hi Gia.” said the young blond girl in the blue dress uniform.

    Gia stepped aside to let the younger girl in. “What are you
    doing here? I thought you’d gone into town with the rest of the
    girls.”

    “I did,” the younger girl answered, taking a quick look down
    the empty day. “But as soon as I got off the bus in front of The
    Alamo I knew that it wasn’t going to be any fun without you. So I
    got back on and came back.”

    “I’m touched.” Gia admitted, surprised to find that she
    actually was. After all, it was Holly’s body she really wanted, not
    her friendship.

    “I felt so bad that we couldn’t, well you know,” Holly said
    bashfully, “that thing you promised.”

    “Yes, I know.” Gia replied, noting the slight flush of
    embarrassment in the other’s face. “I really wish we couldn’t
    made that happen.”

    The tingling between her legs accented her words. It had
    been a long time since the brown skinned woman desired a prize so
    much.

    “I was wondering…” Holly mused as she pressed her body
    against Gia’s. “if maybe … we could …”

    Gia couldn’t believe the daring in her young conquest. Had
    she really affect on the young woman enough to make her take
    such a risk? She wouldn’t have imagined it possible.

    “Holly!” Gia exclaimed as she pushed the girl away.
    “Someone might see us!”

    “Who’s going to see us?” the unusually aggressive teen
    wondered. “There’s no one else here.”

    It was when Holly waved her hand to indicate the rows of
    empty beds that Gia realized that they were still standing in the
    open doorway. What if someone had been in the hallway beyond?

    The brunette stepped out into the passageway and looked up
    and down the corridor. Thankfully, it was empty. Gia thought she
    saw a blur of motion as she stepped out but after listening for a
    few seconds decided she was mistaken. A few feet down the hall
    was the door that led to the twin bays belonging to their sister
    Flight. The door was still closed and its dorm guard could not see
    them.

    “That could’ve been very bad.” Gia groused, taking a hard
    breath as she stepped back inside, this time closing the door
    behind her. “You’ve got to think before you act.”

    “Pooh!” Holly laughed. “Since when are you the cautious
    type?”

    “And since when are you the adventurous type?” Gia
    countered. “This seems so unlike you.”

    “Maybe you’ve just brought it all out from me,” Holly
    purred as she again pressed against Gia, planting a quick kiss on her
    cheek. She whispered into Gia’s ear. “You’ve made my pussy so, so
    wet!”

    Holly’s casual use of obscenity was equally surprising to Gia.
    The blond previously had trouble saying vagina. Still it was
    something she had seen before. Back home there’d been a girl at
    Gia’s high school named Marline Johanson. In their futures book,
    Marline was voted most likely to become a nun. Gia’s original
    suggestion for the student-run spoof of the yearbook had been
    “girl most likely to die a virgin.”

    It wasn’t that Marline was unattractive. It was simply that
    she still viewed sex outside of marriage as some kind of sin. And
    not just intercourse! She included oral and even heavy petting in
    that description.

    Well, sometime during that summer after graduation,
    Marline must’ve had an epiphany. One hot August night, the local
    police caught her on a raid at lover’s leap. The story went that
    Marline was in a rather severe state of undress when they found
    her. Even more surprising, were the two young men in the car with
    her, both in a similar state of undress.

    So, anything was possible. Those possibilities made the tingle
    between Gia’s legs jump upward.

    “I’m still on guard duty,” Gia said with disappointment.
    “It’s not like I can just leave here.”

    “So what?” Holly grinned, again pressing up again against
    Gia. “We have fifty empty beds to pick from.”

    Gia was shocked “You can’t be serious?”

    “Oh no?” Holly retorted suggestively. “I’ll show you how
    serious I am!”

    Taking a few long steps backward, Holly carefully undid the
    three buttons of her dark blue jacket. With a flourish, the young
    blond tossed it to the side. A quick motion undid the small cloth
    neck tab and it soon sat on top the jacket.

    “My God, I’ve created a monster!” Gia exclaimed in her mind.

    But the terror that should have gripped her at that moment,
    forcing her to bring this scene to an end, failed to materialize.
    Common sense had been overcome by rising lust. For all of her
    experience, this naive young girl had taken Gia captive.

    Gia’s heart was beating like a jackhammer. At the same
    time, it seemed to skip a beat each time Holly’s nimble fingers
    undid another of the buttons on her light blue blouse. Half way
    down the row, she revealed the simple white of a bra bought at the
    Base Exchange. Held tightly in check by the plain cloth were her
    small white mounds. The older woman thought it was the most
    erotic sight she had ever seen.

    A few more buttons and the blouse joined the jacket and tie.
    Reaching behind her waist, Holly undid the matching dark blue
    skirt, letting it fall to the highly polished floor. A kick sent it to
    the growing pile.

    “Do you want me to stop?” the half naked girl asked
    mirthfully.

    “You do and I’ll rip the rest of it off!” Gia retorted. The
    flame that had started between her legs now blossoming into a fire
    within her breasts.

    Holly laughed as she lifted each leg and pulled off her black
    shoes. Dropping the last one, she brought both hands up to her
    breasts and cupped them.

    “I think one of us is overdressed.” she mused, rubbing her
    thumbs against her nipples, causing them to press against the
    fabric.

    Without a second thought, Gia quickly undid the buttons of
    her green fatigues. Her strip wasn’t as erotic as Holly’s had been;
    she was just in too much of a rush. But neither of them seemed to
    care. In no time at all, the darker skinned girl was down to the
    same plain white bra and panties as her friend.

    Gia took Holly in her arms, their lips meeting in an embrace
    of ardor. Long seconds passed as they enjoyed the warmth of each
    other’s exposed flesh.

    “Maybe we should get out of the hallway,” Holly suggested
    as she buried her head in the taller breasts. “Someplace a little
    less conspicuous…”

    The idea of their exposure and possible discovery struck Gia
    abruptly, but that realization was strangely more intoxicating than
    terrifying.

    The 24 year-old hadn’t felt anything like it since she’d
    given Johnny Allen a blow job in the cloakroom during junior year
    of high school. In that situation, only a thin wooden door had
    separated the young lovers from fourth period French — then in
    session. Gia still though of that episode as her favorite “French
    lesson”.

    Gia’s eyes turned in the direction of the large communal
    bathroom, site of their earlier trysts. If nothing else, it would be
    the easiest place to explain their nudity. Holly, however had
    another venue in mind.

    “How bout the couch in the Sergeant’s office?” she asked
    with a mischievous grin. “I still have the key.”

    In most male Flights, the smallest guy in the group becomes
    the house mouse, the caretaker of the Sergeant’s office. Elayne
    Alexander thought enough of the tradition to apply it to the
    female recruits as well. The smallest girl had turned out to be
    Holly.

    Situated between the two sleeping bays, the Sergeant’s
    office had twin doors, both usually locked. In Alexander’s case,
    the office had a desk, four filing cabinets, and a large oversized
    red leather couch.

    At first, Gia wasn’t sure she liked the idea of using the
    office. Then the idea of coming on the Sergeant’s couch began to
    grow on her. Later it would be obvious to her that she was thinking
    with her pussy at the moment, not her head.

    “Okay.” She nodded to Holly as the younger girl stroked the
    exposed top of Gia’s breasts. “The office it is.”

    Soon as the office door closed behind them, Holly practically
    jumped Gia. Her lips and hands were everywhere at once, never
    giving the older girl a chance to thing about what was happening.
    All the brunette could do was react, and react she did.

    With a ferocity she hadn’t felt in a long time, Gia ripped off
    Holly’s bra and panties. The pale flesh hidden beneath them didn’t
    remain exposed for long as Gia covered it with her own hands and
    eager mouth.

    Following Gia’s lead, Holly, too tore the cheap material of
    the larger girl’s undergarments. Pinned as she was by Gia’s
    assault, she could only guide the other’s actions to the area she
    wanted touched the most.

    “Oh yes, Gia,” she panted. “I’ve wanted this so much. Take
    my pussy … Take it and make it yours!”

    Gia didn’t need much encouragement. She pushed the 18
    year-old down on the red leather couch and parted her legs. The
    blond framed cunt between them drew her like a moth to the
    flame. She’d been dreaming of this for weeks.

    “Oh God yes!” Holly screamed out as she felt Gia’s tongue
    run the length of her pussy. “Fuck me with your tongue.”

    Gia brought years of skill to her task, driving the younger
    girl quickly to the edge of the abyss. Holly’s sweat covered body
    was like an instrument in an artists hands — or in this case, her
    mouth. Holly didn’t think it could ever get any better than this.

    Then suddenly, she thought of a way that it could.

    “File cabinet!” she gasped.

    “What?” Gia demanded, looking up from her prize.

    “File cabinet,” the other repeated. “The one at the end.
    Bottom drawer… in the back.”

    Confused, but taken with the urgency of her friend’s
    request, Gia abandoned her task and followed her instructions.
    Her brown eyes lit up when she reached into the back of the
    cabinet drawer and found what Holly wanted.

    “What do you know?” the Italian girl laughed as she held up
    her prize. “It looks like Wonder Woman is into toys.”

    Resting in her hand was a long cream colored vibrator. It’s
    smooth surface buzzed with a quiet purr as she pressed the small
    stud at its base.

    Gia brought the new plaything to the tip of Holly’s clit. The
    blond girl jumped at the touch, then settled back and enjoyed the
    gentle pulsation.

    With care, Gia guided the throbbing end of her toy down the
    length of Holly’s womanhood. She could monitor its progress by
    the look of pleasure on Holly’s face. Delight flashed to euphoria as
    the tip of the vibrator found the entrance to her inner core.

    Gia paused a moment, letting the hard plastic become
    covered with the lubricating moisture now dripping from Holly’s
    cunt. With the slightest of efforts and a wicked grin on her face
    she pushed the extension of her desire inside.

    Holly exploded as the tiny quakes radiating out from the
    battery powered device multiplied and amplified throughout her
    frame. Sweat pored from every opening as the young girl
    surrendered to the waves of passion. She was no longer in control
    of her body, but was also in no condition to care.

    Gina meanwhile had been using her free hand to administer
    to her own needs, sliding her nimble fingers deep inside herself.
    Fast and as dexterous as she was, the dark haired woman was
    unable to keep pace with the wonder of modern technology and the
    cataclysmic explosion it produced in its recipient. Still, her
    detailed knowledge of her own body was enough to quickly produce
    a satisfying release. A small down payment of the joy she
    anticipated when she replaced her fingers with Holly’s sweet
    mouth.

    “Oh God, Gia,” Holly cried breathlessly as she leaned back
    against the red leather, her damp skin sticking to it. “That was
    everything I could have imagined it would be and more.”

    “Trust me my little love,” Gia smiled as she licked Holly’s
    juices off the now silent vibrator. “You have no idea how much
    better it’s going to get.”

    “Maybe she doesn’t,” said a loud, strong voice from over
    Gia’s shoulder. “But I think I do.”

    Gia whirled her head at the sound. Standing at the open
    doorway, dressed in her immaculately starched fatigues, stood
    Staff Sergeant Alexander.

    “Oh shit!” Gia mouthed wordlessly.

    A frigid chill ran through her naked body as Gia saw that
    Alexander wasn’t alone. Standing just behind her was Sergeant
    Stacy Clayton. Shorter and stockier than most of the MIT’s,
    Stacy had a reputation as a hard driver and a stickler for
    regulations. In Clayton’s hand was the dress blouse that Holly had
    left out in the hall.

    “What did I tell you Stacy,” Elayne remarked to her
    compatriot. “I told you something was up when I saw Peaches here
    sneaking back into the dorm. When was the last time you ever saw
    a recruit come back early from their town pass?”

    ‘I’m afraid you were right.” Stacy replied as she stepped
    forward and got a better look at the two naked women.

    “I guess the question is,” Elayne continued. “what are we
    going to do about it?”

    “That should be obvious,” Stacy declared in a strong
    unflinching tone. “Section 925, Article 125 of the Uniform Code
    Of Military Justice states that any person who engages in
    unnatural carnal copulation with another person of the same sex is
    guilty of sodomy and shall be punished as a court-martial may
    direct.”

    “That’s true,” Elayne said in a tone of resignation. “And I’m
    afraid what we both saw certainly qualifies.”

    “Oh no,” Holly cried out as tears began to roll down her
    cheek. She had crossed her arms in an attempt to cover her
    nakedness.

    Gia maintained her stoic silence, but a similar reaction
    dominated her thoughts. She couldn’t believe she might wind up in
    prison for wanting a little piece of ass.

    “But I think that maybe we shouldn’t rush to judgment.”
    Elayne said thoughtfully. “Maybe we should take a moment and try
    and understand what really happened here. It would be no great
    loss to the service if we lost Mazzini here, but Wellington has been
    a proven asset so far.”

    “Regulations state –” Stacy began.

    “I know the regulations better than you do,” Elayne
    interrupted. “But I’m senior here and I’ll decide how we handle
    this.”

    ‘That’s your prerogative of course.” Stacy’s tone showed
    her disapproval.

    Holly seemed too upset to catch the possible chance that
    they could talk their way of their predicament. Gia however was
    glued to every word.

    “Get her out of here,” Elayne told Stacy “Mazzini and I are
    going to have a little talk.”

    “Let’s go Wellington,” Sergeant Clayton ordered as she
    reached down and grabbed the rest of the younger girl’s uniform
    and tossed it at her. “And for God’s sake, make yourself
    presentable!”

    Holly took just enough time to put on her blouse and skirt,
    then followed the Sergeant out of the small office. Gia followed
    them with her eyes, sure that an explosion of Alexander’s temper
    was in the offering.

    While she was waiting, Gia reached down and grabbed her
    fatigue blouse off the floor. Elayne was watching the other two
    women exit and didn’t noticed.

    “Now did I tell you to get dressed?” she asked in an
    authoritative voice when she turned her attention back to Gia.

    At the commanding tone, Gia opened her hand and let the
    green garb fall back to the floor. She was surprised how readily
    she responded to the conditioning of the last six weeks. She had
    obeyed without thinking. It was so unlike her — or at least the
    way she always looked at herself.

    “You think you’re hot shit, don’t you?” Elayne said as she
    stepped to within a foot of the girl standing naked at attention.
    “Well this time it’s not going to be easy getting out of it.”

    The Sergeant paused for a moment to look Gia’s body up and
    down. For some reason, the action made the younger girl feel
    excited, a strange reaction considering the circumstances.

    “The worse part of it,” Elayne said as she passed behind the
    recruit. “is that you’re going to take someone else down with you.
    Or do you even care about that?”

    Gia figured no matter what she said, it would be the wrong
    answer.

    “Still, I guess some of the blame does lie with me,” Elayne
    continued. “I had more than a suspicion about you and Wellington.
    I couldn’t help but notice the way you where checking out the girls
    in the showers.”

    The redhead paused again as she stood in front of Gia again.
    This time she was obvious about the way she looked up and down
    her body.

    “I can understand the fact that you prefer the company of
    other women,” Elayne said surprisingly. “And quite honestly I don’t
    really have a problem with that. The Air Force, however, and more
    immediately, Sergeant Clayton does have a problem with it.”

    Gia wasn’t sure what the Sergeant expected her to say, so
    she just kept silent. She was staring ahead at the wall chart above
    the desk when she felt a touch on her right breast.

    “Can’t really blame Wellington,” Elayne mused as she cupped
    Gia’s breast. “An innocent thing like that. She must’ve been
    overwhelmed when you came on to her. It was you that came on to
    her wasn’t it?”

    “Yes, Sergeant.” Gia answered, realizing that this time an
    answer was expected.

    “I didn’t think otherwise,” Elayne continued as she pressed
    her forefingers against Gia’s nipple. “That’s your style isn’t it:
    aggressive, dominant, always in control?”

    The redhead didn’t give Gia a chance to respond this time as
    she let go of her breast and brought her face to within inches of
    Gia’s own.

    “But there’s one think you should never forget,” the
    muscular woman said in a slow deliberate tone. “No matter how big
    and bad you think you are, there’s always someone bigger and
    badder!”

    The words barely registered in Gia’s brain when Elayne
    grabbed her naked body and pulled it against her. Her lips found
    their mark, crushing the breath out of the startled Airman.

    “I can’t believe this,” Gia thought as she caught her breath
    and recovered from Elayne’s forceful kiss. “This is the same
    cold-hearted bitch who’s been ragging my ass for the last six
    weeks?”

    “Bet you think you know what comes next, don’t you?” Elayne
    asked as she stepped over to her desk and sat on the edge. “You
    think I’m going to use this little incident to take control of the
    situation. To make you do something you might not want to do.”

    Gia didn’t want to voice her answer, but that was exactly
    what she expected. In her mind she weighed the options. The idea
    that Sergeant Alexander was into women and wanted her was a
    total shock, one that still had her reeling. Was it worth servicing
    the redhead to get herself out of this mess?

    She flashed back to the night she blew the two cops who
    had caught her red handed when she and Martha Ross had broken
    the front windows on Roselli’s Bakery. Old man Roselli had fired
    Martha that afternoon in order to give her job to some cousin
    from the old country. After more than a few drinks at the local
    bar, getting even seemed liked a good idea. Martha had outrun the
    cops, Gia hadn’t been that lucky.

    “If I could do that, I guess I could do this,” Gia thought to
    herself. “At least Alexander is a fox, those cops had been pigs.”

    “But where would the fun be in that?” Elayne went on. “No,
    I have a much better idea.”

    Gia cringed at the thought of what that better idea might
    be. To her surprise, it was the last thing she would ever have
    guessed.

    “What say you put your clothes back on, clean up the mess
    you and your little friend made in my office and we just make
    believe none of this ever happened? I’ll talked to Sergeant
    Clayton and no one will ever mention it again.”

    Never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, Gia was already
    reaching down for her scattered uniform. She froze in mid-motion
    when Elayne added to her suggestion.

    “Or…” she drew out the syllable. “We could leave your
    clothes where they are, and see how you like it on the receiving end
    for a change. You never know, you just might like it.”

    Gia stood back up and looked at Elayne. For the first time
    since that day in the shower she looked at her as a woman and not
    just a uniform. A woman that was more than desirable.

    Questions she might never have imagined under other
    circumstances flashed through her mind. Could she imagine herself
    surrendering herself to a woman as so many girls had done to her?
    Could she give up the control that was so important to her?

    In the past, the answer was easily no. Now, standing naked
    and vulnerable before the strong woman in green, she wasn’t so
    sure. The answer had always been easy because Gia couldn’t ever
    imagine a woman, much less a man, to whom she might submit.
    Elayne Alexander radiated strength and authority in a way she had
    never imagined.

    In the end, the answer she was struggling toward came not
    from her head, but from the warm tingle between her legs. A
    tingle that instantly blossomed into a bonfire when she voiced her
    bodies decision.

    “I’ll stay.” came her reply.

    “Excellent.” Elayne smiled, her tongue pressing against the
    edge of her lips as if anticipating a feast.

    She paused a moment and looked at the large clock on the
    wall. It wasn’t hard for Gia to imagine what Elayne was thinking.
    It would be at least a few hours before anyone got back from
    town. Plenty of time for them to play.

    And even if someone did unexpectedly come back early, who
    was going to let them in? It wasn’t like she was going to get in
    trouble for not being at her post. After all what were they going
    to do? Report her to the Sergeant?

    Elayne bent over and picked up the vibrator Gia had dropped
    when they were discovered. The top half of the plastic was still
    covered with the fruits of Holly’s orgasm.

    “When you borrow someone’s toys, you really should clean
    them up when you’re done.” She rubbed her finger along the length
    of it, causing a portion of the sticky residue to come off.

    For a brief moment, her honey covered finger shone in the
    overhead florescence. Then it vanished into her mouth as she
    licked it clean.

    “Mmmm,” Elayne purred as she tasted the treat. “I have to
    say, you have good taste in girlfriends. Or should that be your
    girlfriend tastes good.” She laughed.

    It was an awful pun, but Gia couldn’t help but smile.

    “Why don’t you clean off the rest of this for me?” Elayne
    said as she handed the toy to Gia.

    “In fact, why don’t you make a little show of it while I make
    myself more comfortable.”

    “Well if she wants a show,” Gia thought as she took the
    vibrator in hand. “I’ll give her a show so hot that she’ll come in
    her panties.”

    Gia brought the tip of the plastic toy up to her mouth and
    ran her tongue across it. The memory of how sweet Holly had
    tasted filled her mind. But it soon paled against the thought of
    how much she wanted to feel Elayne’s pussy pressed against her
    mouth. In no time at all, the make believe cock was a clean as when
    they’d found it. She held it out for Elayne’s inspection.

    “Not bad,” Elayne said, her tone still in her Sergeant mode.
    “It’s a pity you couldn’t keep your own equipment that clean.”

    Elayne took back the now clean toy and laid in on her desk.

    “Why don’t you help me with my boots?” she suggested as
    she leaned back on the edge of the table and lifted one booted
    foot into the air.

    Gia surprised herself at how quickly she responded to
    Elayne’s suggestion. Quickly undoing the laces of her boot, she
    eased it off the foot. Then, just as quick she followed with the
    other boot. Gently she removed the Sergeant’s socks as well.

    If Gia had time to really think about it, which she certainly
    didn’t at the moment, she would’ve realized that Elayne was
    following the same pattern in establishing control of the situation
    as she did when they’d all first arrived at Lackland six weeks
    before. Of course the tasks she had been given in those first days
    had not left her as sexually charged. If they had, she would’ve
    been a much better recruit.

    “And now my pants.”

    Gia undid the web belt and clasp, taking hold of the sides of
    the fatigues. Her face was only inches from redhead’s sex. The
    younger woman could almost imagine she could smell it through the
    heavy material.

    The panties that filled her vision as she pulled down the
    uniform pants were as far away from military issue as could be.
    They were emerald green, what there was of them, and covered
    with tiny embroidered rose petals. To Gia’s delight, they were also
    quite damp.

    Elayne pushed away the pants after lifting her legs out of
    them. They came to a rest right next to Gia’s clothing. Kneeling
    before her, Gia hoped the panties would be next.

    “Now my shirt.” the woman said instead.

    Slightly disappointed, but pulsing with sexual anticipation
    nevertheless, Gia rose to her full height. Nimble fingers carefully
    undid the large buttons of the fatigue blouse. As they came free,
    the soft white flesh beneath was more and more visible. Hot as
    Holly’s striptease had been on this very spot, personally undressing
    Elayne was almost enough to make Gia climax spontaneously.

    “Oh God,” she said breathed, exposing the large round orbs,
    wrapped in a lacy bra that matched the panties. “they are so
    perfect.”

    Her previous view of Elayne’s mounds had been much too
    rushed to truly appreciate their perfection. Every sexual urge
    within her wanted to bury her face between them. Even if she
    suffocated right then and there, she would die happy.

    Elayne must’ve been able to read her mind, or at least
    guessed her reaction. With a sudden strong move, she grabbed the
    back of Gia’s head and pulled it forward. Before the girl could
    realize it, her face was pressed against the woman’s exposed flesh.

    “Then why don’t you get a better look?” Elayne taunted.

    The unexpected force added to Gia’s delight. Her lips
    pressed against the now hot flesh, paying homage to its artistry.
    Her tongue took in the mixture of natural oils and a subtle but rich
    perfume.

    Gia felt like she could rest between her mounds forever,
    when just as suddenly, Elayne grabbed her again and pulled her
    face upward. Elayne’s pressed their lips together in a near
    collision. Her tongue slid right into a mouth opened in surprise,
    seeking out its counterpart. The excitement in both women at the
    contact could be felt right down to their toes. More importantly it
    blazed between both of their legs.

    Their lips still intertwined, Elayne managed to undo the
    front clip of Gia’s bra and felt it open. The heavy burden beneath
    it fell free. Pressing tighter, the women rubbed their nipples
    against each other.

    “Suck them!” Elayne ordered. “Suck my nipples.”

    There’d been no order given to her in the last month and a
    half that Gia had moved quicker to obey. Her head dropped down
    and she closed her lips around the closest bright pink nipple. Her
    tongue lashed out with erotic fury and her hand cupped the
    surrounding flesh.

    A murmur of encouragement issued from Elayne’s lips as she
    wrapped her hands around the back of Gia’s head and held it tight
    against her breasts. Gia in turn was using what ever skill she had
    learned from dozen of lovers to please the redhead.

    “Oh yes, baby, that’s it.” Elayne murmured as she enjoyed
    the touch of the soft wet tongue. “I knew just watching you that
    you’d be good at this.”

    She let Gia feast on her mounds for long minutes, satisfied
    to just enjoy the attention. Taking a strong hold of the girl’s
    shoulders, Elayne began to guide her ministrations downward. At
    first, Gia was reluctant to release her mammary delights. Then,
    realizing the greater enticements below, let one of the nipples slip
    from between her lips.

    Elayne shifted her stance so that her now wet panties were
    pressing against Gia’s face. The intoxicating aroma sex was
    overwhelming to the younger woman. Only the thinnest of
    materials separated her from her prize. Unable to wait any longer,
    she kissed the center of the wetness, gaining a taste of the fruit
    beyond.

    “Take them off.” Elayne instructed. “But you can’t use your
    hands.”

    Gia was puzzled for moment, then got the idea. She
    grabbed the waistband with her teeth and pulled the panties
    downward. It was easier than she might’ve imagined. They were
    quickly down around Elayne’s ankles.

    Quick as a flash, Gia lifted herself up and went straight for
    her prize. Without hesitation she reached out and parted the lips
    of Elayne’s shaved pussy, revealing the bright pinkness within. As
    she had the breasts, Gia considered the whole image of womanhood
    before her was a work of art. How could one woman be the benefit
    of some much perfection? No matter. She quickly brushed aside
    such thoughts. For the moment, all that perfection was all hers.

    Straight as an arrow, Gia’s tongue worked it way up Elayne’s
    love channel. With short rapid motions it worked it way from side
    to side. Elayne was obviously close to the edge. Little effort was
    required to send her hurling over the abyss.

    As everything else Gia had seen about Sergeant Alexander,
    Gia guessed her orgasms would be explosive. She wasn’t
    disappointed. Elayne leaned back harder against the desk and
    wrapped her long legs practically around Gia’s head. It was almost
    impossible for the girl to breath. When she opened her mouth to
    try it was instead filled with sweet nectar. Not that Gia cared at
    this moment. Though she tried to get all of it into her mouth, she
    wound up with most of it spread across her face.

    “Goddamm!” Elayne called out as she recovered from her
    climax. “I had you pegged as a pussylicker from the moment I saw
    you. But I didn’t think you’d be that good.”

    A smile filled Gia’s face. She hadn’t felt such a sense of
    satisfaction in a long time. The feeling was so good that only then
    did she realized that in her desire to please Elayne, she had
    neglected her own climax. In automatic response to that thought,
    she began to lightly stroke her own cunt.

    Noticing what Gia was doing, Elayne snapped, “Oh no, we’ll
    have none of that.”

    She jerked Gia’s hand away.

    A look of disappointment filled the girl’s face. Was Elayne
    going to prevent her from coming? She was aching for release.
    The small orgasm she’d gotten with Holly had left her less than
    satisfied in that regard.

    “Please…” she heard herself say. It was the first time Gia
    could remember ever saying that to another person for anything.

    “Oh don’t worry, Peaches.” Elayne smiled with a wicked grin.
    “You’re going to come all right. But I’ve got a little surprise for
    your first. Or maybe I should say, a big surprise.”

    Gia watched in puzzlement as Elayne stepped away from her
    and took a large ring of keys from her pants on the floor. She
    used one of the keys to unlock the bottom drawer of another filing
    cabinet.

    “My little house mouse didn’t know where I kept all my
    toys.” She laughed as she reached into the drawer. “There are
    some things I’d never forget to keep under lock and key.”

    Gia couldn’t see exactly what Elayne had taken out of the
    cabinet, but it wasn’t hard to figure out. With her back still to
    her, Elayne stepped into some sort of harness and pulled the
    straps tight around her.

    Even after figuring out what the taller woman had put on,
    Gia’s mouth still gasped in astonishment when she turned around
    and got a real good look at it.

    “Holy shit!” she cried. “Where did you get a fucking thing
    like that?”

    Elayne smiled wider. A fucking thing was exactly what it
    was.

    “Mail order, where else.” She laughed. “Of course to
    another name in a rented mailbox far, far from base.”

    Hanging between her legs, held in place by a harness, was a
    eight-inch rubber cock. Although she had a passion for women, Gia
    still liked to be with a man now and then, if only for sexual relief.
    It was immediately apparent to her that what Elayne was wearing
    was longer and thicker than any man she’d ever been with.

    “It’s monstrous!” she exclaimed.

    “Well, I thought you were the type who liked a challenge,”
    Elayne retorted. “But if you’re not woman enough to handle it,
    well…”

    Elayne had just began to undo one of the straps when Gia
    said with reassurance. “I can handle it.”

    The older woman had expected that response. She’d had
    the younger woman’s number all along. The knowledge that she’d
    been right made it all the more exciting.

    Elayne held the strap on and simulated a male masturbation
    motion. She shook the rubber cock a few time to get Gia’s
    attention, not that it wasn’t glued to the artificial prick.

    “Why don’t you come over and give ‘big boy’ here a little
    suck.” she said. “I’m sure you’ve had lots of practice at it.”

    Gia crawled across the floor and took Elayne’s “cock” into
    her hand. Slowly she slid it deep inside her mouth. Truth be told,
    Gia normally wasn’t enthusiastic about blowing a guy. In this case
    however, she found it an exciting turn on.

    “You’re a real cock-sucker, aren’t you?” Elayne laughed as
    she got turned on even more watching Gia.

    With a slight reluctance, she took hold of the dildo and
    pulled it from dark haired girl’s eager mouth. She told Gia to get
    down on all fours, then went to her knees behind her.

    “Baby, get ready for the fucking of your life!” Elayne
    declared as she readjusted a strap, tightening it as far as it would
    go.

    From a blue tube that she had taken out of the cabinet with
    the strap on, Elayne smeared a large amount of clear lubricant
    over the cockhead of her dildo. Then she pushed her slippery
    fingers down between Gia’s legs and up into the already lubricated
    pussy. She pushed all five fingers in, stretching the opening.

    “Oooo!” moaned Gia as she felt the initial intrusion.

    Elayne pressed her naked body up against the back of Gia’s
    own. She lifted the hanging cock and positioned the head against
    the now saturated tunnel.

    “Spread those beautiful legs, Peaches.” Elayne whispered
    into Gia’s ear as she nibbled at it. “cause this is going to be better
    than any man could ever do.” she added with a kiss.

    She rubbed the head of her cock up and down the length of
    Gia’s pussy before taking a firm grip and shoving it into her.

    “Aaaaa!” Gia yelled as she felt herself being penetrated .

    “Relax.” Elayne said as she eased the dildo out a little,
    before pushing it back in twice the depth of her first attempt.

    Elayne reach around and rubbed her fingers against Gia’s
    clit. Doggy style was the Sergeant’s favorite position when she
    fucked another woman. It gave her such a feeling of superiority.
    Her frantic motions against the small nub at the top of Gia’s cunt
    helped distract the girl beneath her from the initial pain as Elayne
    began to thrust deeper within her with an ever-increased
    frequency.

    Gradually, the pain lessened and gave way to an increasing
    pleasure. Even through the artificial cock, Elayne could feel the
    walls of Gia’s cunt grabbing hold of her as she thrusted inside her
    again and again.

    “You love this, don’t you?” Elayne asked between thrusts as
    she grabbed Gia’s hips and pulled her ass hard against her.
    “You’re such a horny little bitch!”

    “Oh yes,” Gia panted as she began to match Elayne’s rhythm
    and draw the dildo deeper inside her.

    Elayne slid her hands up and down Gia’s body, continuing to
    fuck her with increasing ferocity. Her fingers closed tight against
    the girl’s breasts as she used then to pull Gia against her time
    after time. Elayne always got off fucking other women in this way.
    She loved to be in control.

    Elayne pushed Gia’s head and shoulders down against the tile
    floor, offering greater access to the depths of her pussy. The
    constant rubbing against her own love button was sending her into
    pre-orgasmic fits as well. Hot sweat covered the two bodies as
    both shook with the energy and passion of unrestricted sex.

    Totally lost in the fury of her passion, Elayne grabbed Gia’s
    short hair and pulled her head back. With a fierce fire in her
    dark eyes, Elayne pressed her lips hard against the helpless woman
    beneath her. The taste of their tongues as they intertwined was
    enough to push her to within an inch of the abyss.

    “Deeper.” Gia gasped as Elayne’s tongue slid out of her
    mouth.

    Try as she might, it was physically impossible for Elayne to
    get further inside Gia. At least in the position they were in.

    “Roll over!” Elayne commanded as she pulled the dildo all the
    way out. “On your back!”

    Not even giving Gia time to comply, the older woman pushed
    her onto her back. A brief moment later she rammed the large
    rubber cock between the outstretched legs.

    Gia screamed in ecstasy as Elayne drove the dildo it’s full
    length within her. It had been almost six months since she’d had a
    man within her and he hadn’t been half as good as the woman
    fucking her now. Elayne’s mounds pressed hard against Gia’s
    globes, causing an electric tingling as their nipples touched.

    Burying her temporary manhood deep inside her new lover,
    Elayne’s body quaked in anticipation of the new explosion she knew
    was imminent. Beneath her, Gia was lost in a similar state.

    Continuing to pump away with all her strength, Elayne was
    taken by surprise when Gia legs came up and wrapped around her
    buttocks, allowing her to penetrate to an even greater depth.
    Gia’s arms also wrapped around her, binding them together in an
    unbreakable lock.

    “Fuck me!” Gia screamed at the top of her lungs, a cry so
    loud that for a moment Elayne feared it might heard out in the
    hall.

    One final thrust was enough to unleash the building
    explosions. Both bodies jerked violently as they were consumed by
    the bodyquake that ripped through each of them.

    Gia drove her nails deep into Elayne’s back as the orgasmic
    paralysis gripped her. Elayne continued to plummet the captive
    pussy that was pressed so tightly against her own, until she too
    was gripped by that same loss of control.

    If anything, Elayne came even harder the second time. Gia
    wasn’t far behind her. By the time they were done, both women
    were drenched in sweat.

    As they lay exhausted on the cold floor, Gia knew she had
    undergone a revelation. As much as she had enjoyed lording it over
    girls like Holly, it was nothing compared to the charge she’d gotten
    from serving someone like Elayne. There were going to be some
    major changes in her life after this.

    After catching their breath, the two women headed for the
    showers to clean up. Gia was more than happy to wash Elayne until
    the Sergeant was clean as could be. She also took the opportunity
    to kiss and caress every inch of that magnificent body.

    When they’d finished and she had dried her lover off, Gia
    also helped her dress. She even tied the laces she had earlier
    undone.

    “After you get yourself cleaned up, I want you to take care
    of that mess back in my office,” Alexander said, shifting back into
    her Sergeant’s role.

    “Yes, Sergeant.” Gia’s tone was now more respectful in
    keeping with her new role.

    “When we’re alone, you can call me Ma’am.” Elayne offered.

    “Oh yes, Ma’am.” Gia beamed, both at the gift and the
    prospect that they would be alone again in the future.

    Pleased, Elayne kissed her lightly on the lips and then went
    on her way. As Gia watched her sway down the corridor, she
    couldn’t wait until the next time she could kiss that beautiful ass.

    * * *

    When she walked out on the parade ground, Elayne found
    Sergeant Clayton waiting. With a neutral expression on her face,
    she went over to her.

    “How did everything go?” Stacy Clayton asked.

    Elayne Alexander smiled. “I don’t think the Air Force is
    going to have any more disciplinary problems with Airman Mazzini.
    In fact I think she’s going to turn out to be a model recruit after
    all.”

    “That’s good to hear.” Sergeant Clayton nodded. “It would
    be a same to waste potential like that.”

    “And how did you make out with Airman Wellington?”

    “We came to an understanding as well.”

    “It would be a good idea to separate the two of them.”
    Elayne suggested. “For their own good of course.

    “I’ve already filled out the paperwork.” Stacy smiled. “As of
    this afternoon, she’s now officially part of my Flight. Of course
    that means she has to repeat the last few weeks of basic, but she
    more than understands. In fact, after our little talk, she’s looking
    forward to it.”

    “I thought the two of you might hit it off.” Elayne laughed.
    “Ever since that night I first caught her playing with herself in my
    office. She was more than happy after that to help out with our
    little problem with Airman Mazzini.”

    “Yes, it looks like everyone wins.”

    “Oh, two other things,” Elayne added. “You’re still good
    friends with Robinson over in personnel, right?”

    Stacy nodded her assent. If good friends could be defined
    as giving the Master Sergeant a blow job now and then, then she
    still qualified.

    “Do me a favor and have him change Mazzini’s travel orders
    for after graduation. I think the English air will agree with her
    nicely.”

    “I figured you might want something like that. I’ll talk to
    him in the morning.” Stacy grinned. When she had Bob
    Robertson’s cock in her mouth, there was little he wouldn’t do for
    her. “But you said there were two things.”

    “Oh yes. Send a nice little gift and a thank you note to
    Angela Martin over at Pope. Tell her that I owe her one.”

    “I think you owe her a big one.”

    “I think you’re right.”

    Both women laughed rather loudly. The recruit passing them
    at that moment wondered what was the joke. The girl in dress
    blues shrugged and went on her way, not wanted to draw too much
    of the two Sergeant’s attentions. After all, they might find some
    little job for her to do.

    She would’ve been greatly surprised to find that the
    thought that filled both their minds was that she had a really nice
    ass.

    END


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    2007-12-30 10:32:56
    I’ve read this thing 3 times, and loved it each time! You should make more stories!

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    2007-01-03 01:17:45
    f**king awsome

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    2006-10-11 13:42:26
    Jill (Red Head) did not write this story…Dont know who did but wiw it is long.

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    2006-09-02 02:53:23
    this is the third story i’ve read and i haven’t played with my pussy so much in years. thank you i came sooo hard.

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    2006-07-06 07:27:25
    ABSLOUTELY AWESOME

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  • Convent lust to Alien rescue

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    When a group of young convent girls got stranded on an island, they never would have dreamt that some dark force would turn them in desperate sexual beasts.

    The little English convent decided that it was time to do something about all the suffering they were getting reports about. A team of twenty one was carefully selected, put on a ship and sent off to wild Africa. The team consisted of ten old ladies that would be responsible for nursing the sick and of cause discipline, and eleven young energetic girls who would be able to do the hard work. The team was on route for about six days when the storm struck. For hours they were driven by the wind, and massive waves where pounding their ship. Early the next morning they hit the rocks, and two hours later there was nothing left of the ship and most of the people on board. A few survivors found wreckage to float on, but by daybreak the next day the only people still alive where nine of the young girls and one of the older ladies. They found themselves washed up on a beach, with not the faintest idea where they were.

    They were very thankful that they managed to survive, but felt sick thinking about the many lives that were lost. They felt extremely self conscious because of the lack of appropriate clothing, having had to ditch the heavy convent gear as they hit the water or face a certain death. For the next few days they watched the shore lines to see if some of their belongings would wash out, but it was all in vain. The older lady immediately took charge and three of the younger girls were send inland to investigate and report back. They soon found out that they were stranded on a small island, but they had absolutely no clue where or what this island was, and it was clear that there were no other humans apart from them.

    They tried to organize themselves the best they could, but with no tools, and only women around, it wasn’t easy. Thankfully, the days and nights were hot, but they had little protection from the rain and every so often they would all get soaking wet. Food and water was not a problem, since there were lots of edible fruit, and fresh water streams from the hills provided for liquid refreshment.

    Margarette was seventeen years old and was picked for this mission because of her absolute dedication to the cause. She has been living in the convent since a very young age, and hasn’t seen much of the world. She was very grateful that her life was spared, but for some strange reason felt very uneasy on this island and could not shake off the feeling that something terrible was waiting for them here.

    It is now a week since they arrived on the island and it is a beautiful windless early evening. They are all getting ready to sleep, which, with their very few belongings, basically meant picking a spot of grass that looked comfortable enough to lie down on. Margarette finds a spot that looks as comfortable as she expected to get, and settles for the night. Soon, everybody is fast asleep.

    With peaceful sleeping bodies scattered around in the clearing, nobody notices the tiny little plant that appears almost under Margarettes nose. Within about an hour, the tiny plant grows a single white flower, and before long, it starts to excrete a small amount of pollen like substance that is slowly being inhaled by the girl. Soon, her body starts reacting to the substance. Blood starts to concentrate around her groin area, making her virgin pussy lips swell as if they are been stimulated by expert touch, her nipples starts straining against the material of her bra, and she starts to feel hot and uneasy. She is still fast asleep and dreaming that she is standing on a beautiful beach. She sees something lying on the sand a few hundred feet away and walks closer to investigate. As she gets closer she realizes that she is looking at the body of a naked young man, and although she feels extremely uneasy about his nakedness, she is concerned about his wellbeing and walks right up to his still body. After checking for vitals, she realizes that he was alive. She looks for injuries, and cant help to noticed his private parts. She tries very hard not stare, but having never seen a naked man before, she finds her gaze wondering over his muscled body. As hard as she tries, her attention would keep focusing on his penis and scrotum, and as her young female body and susceptible mind reacts to the visual stimulus, it isn’t long before she convinces herself that she needed to check that specific area for injuries as well. Her hand is shaking as she slowly reaches out to touch the tip of his penis, but she quickly jerks back when it moves. She feels something stirring in her panties, and feels the overwhelming urge to touch him again. While dreaming, Margarette pussy starts producing little droplets of sweet smelling love juices, and again, nobody notices the little flower as it seems to be sniffing the air and inhaling the intoxicating aroma coming from the young girls body. Nobody also notices the root like growth appearing from the little plant, getting stronger and growing further and faster as it seems to feed from the airborne particles of innocent lust.

    Margarette is very quiet the next day, the feeling of guilt plaguing her. She can’t understand where that awful dream came from. Nothing like that has ever happened to her before, and never before has she woken up with that funny wet feeling in her panties. As soon as she gets a chance she disappears down to the beach to wash off the stickiness between her legs. She finds herself looking up and down the beach a few times, trying hard to convince herself that she is looking for salvage rather than a young muscled male body. She blushes as the images of her dream plays in her mind again, and tries to force the memories out of her head. She is convinced this island has something to do with it, and she decides to find a different spot to sleep that night.

    As the sun sets and it starts getting dark, the girls settle into their sleeping spots for the night. Anne gets the spot Margarette had the previous night, and after some chatting amongst the girls and moving around to get more comfortable, it isn’t long before she is lying curled up and fast asleep.

    It doesn’t take long for the tiny plant to make its appearance again, having dried out and disappeared in the heat of the sun that morning, and once again, the single flower produces a small amount of the pollen like substance right under Annes nose. Soon, her body starts reacting, her breathing gets heavier causing her chest to strain against her clothing, with just the tiniest little bulges starting to show as her nipples get excited. As her delicate little pleasure areas fill up with warm blood, a thin root like growth appears from the ground. It slowly, ever so slowly, finds its way through the layers of clothing to get inside Annes panties. She wakes up feeling a warm fuzzy feeling in her lower body. She doesn’t understand much about it, being a sixteen year old virgin living in a convent with no sex education, but, she instinctively knows that this is bad, very bad. She can feel a strange wetness in her panties, and having only being taught about the pleasures of the flesh and how sinful it was, she felt ashamed that she was enjoying it. A sudden rush of guild comes over her, and she tries to get up to clear her mind and get back to reality, but to her surprise, she finds that her muscles are not responding at all. She also becomes aware of another sensation; the root like growth has is now inside her panties, and is reaching under the hood of her clitoris. The feeling is indescribable, delicate and slow, yet extremely powerful on her sensitive little knob, and to her embarrassment, a soft but high pitched moan escapes her mouth. She feels the wetness in her panties increases, and the root grows another shoot which dips directly into the little drop of pussy juice that formed in between the folds of satin skin just outside the entrance to her virgin hole, sucking it in and passing it down to the little plant. The plant now grows stronger, as if the sex fluid fills it with energy, and the root tip starts rubbing Annes clitoris head, causing her little body to spasm in enjoyment. Anne is still not able to move, the tension is building in her panties like nothing she has ever felt before. She has an overwhelming desire to touch her nipples, but is unable to do so. The root grows another shoot to suck up her juices, and is gaining strength all the time, it tangles itself around the clitoris shaft, squeezing in pulsating movements while rubbing the head. Anne feels her first orgasm building in her, not knowing what it is, she feels scared to death, but also not wanting it to stop. Electric waves rip through her body, her vagina muscles contract involuntary, over and over, causing little bubbles of girl cream to be squeezed out, wetting the material of her panties, and a series of moans escape from her lips. She falls asleep almost immediately afterwards, and the root gently sucks up the remainder of her juices before retracting itself back under the ground.

    The next morning, Anne is not sure if her experience was real or just a dream. She decides that it must have been just a very strange dream, and something that is definitely to embarrassing to talk about. She can however not forget the absolute fantastic feeling she experienced in her little pussy, and found herself fantasizing about it through the day. In the mean time the strange plant now moves quickly, shooting roots under the ground in all directions. Before the sun sets that evening, most of the area where the girls sleep was covered.

    Judy just turned twenty two a week ago, she joined to convent because she has a secret, a secret that she could not live with and one that she did not have control over. She discovered her secret at an early age, and because she new that she would be an outcast in her town, the only option for her was to get out of it all together. Since she can remember, Judy liked girls, she dreamed of them, she looked at them in the shower at school, and she fantasized about them. The girls at the convent were too innocent to even comprehend something like this, and for years Judy was able to hide her terrible little secret. Now, on the island, surrounded by sexy young girls, she feels the old temptation coming back. Living in nature like this, and outside the walls of the convent she finds herself looking at the other girls in a way she knows she should not. That night, she falls asleep with the silhouette of Rubys full breast in the moonlight a few feet from her, and it wasn’t long before she started having a deliciously naughty dream about the young girl.

    It is also not long before the root starts getting active, but before it can fill the air with its magic dust, Judy wakes up because of the discomfort of a full bladder. She gets up and, too scared to go into the bush in the dark, she walks down to the beach, sits down on the soft sand with her legs spread in front of her. She digs a little hole and for a few seconds she sits listening to the sound of her own pee splashing into the hole.

    The root has sprouted little plants all over the area where the girls sleep, and soon the air is filled with the fine pollen that it excretes. As before, the girls bodies start reacting almost immediately. The root is now much stronger, and getting much bolder. It sprouts fine roots that immediately start growing to the girls hot little areas, seeking out the heat and the smell of sex. The pollen is also much stronger now, able to bring the girls bodies to a state of extreme arousal, while paralyzing them at the same time so that they are unable to resist or damage the delicate roots.

    Judy is still sitting on the beach, naughtily enjoying the thought of her exposed naked pussy in the night air. She lies back, pushing her pelvis up to feel the slight breeze playing through her pubic hair, then she sits up and forward pushing her soft vagina lips in the sand, enjoying the roughness of the cold sand against them. She lifts her lower body up carefully and looks at the imprint her pussy made in the sand. Very cute, she things and smiles to herself. She looks around and when she is certain that she is alone, she removes all her clothes and lie back on the sand again. She lifts her arms over her head and stretches her body out. Her nipples are fully erect because the cool sea breeze and she admires their shape. She takes hands full of sand and slowly let it slip through her fingers and over her nipples, making them stand out even further. She lies there for a few minutes, thinking about all those young sexy female bodies on the island with her, but then she angrily gets up, cursing herself for thinking such things of those innocent girls, and starts walking back.

    As she reaches the camp area, Judy immediately notices that something was different. A husky moan escaping one of the younger girls makes her stop dead in her tracks. She turns to face the sleeping beauty, lying with her sensual mouth half open, her facial expression that of a women experiencing ecstasy! Intrigued, Judy moves closer and kneels next to the girl. The thought of the lovely young thing having some kind of naughty dream makes Judys pulse race, and she moves her gaze down to the girls bosom. The girl is breathing much faster now, her chest heaving up and down. Judy stares intently at her breasts, she can see the nipples pushing against the girls bra, it is obvious that they are rock hard. Judy slowly extends one arm, and cups one of the girls breasts, it feels warm and firm, and to her amazement, the girl immediately responds with a sharp gasp, her facial expression making it obvious that she enjoys it. The girl still appears to be fast asleep, and Judys own body is starting to get excited, her dirty little mind concocting all kinds of naughty ideas. She squeezes the soft flesh under her palm, and watches the girls face reacts. She puts her other hand on the other breast and starts massaging them together, the girl is now moaning like she is about to have an orgasm. Judy is so involved with what she sees in front of her that she doesn’t notice at first the little moans coming from the other girls. When she does, she quickly gets up to look around and finds herself standing surrounded by young helpless bodies, all in some stage of sexual ecstasy.

    Judy can not believe her eyes, although all the girls seem to be fast asleep, they all appear to be in some state of sexual arousal. There bodies are lying still, but their chests are pumping from heavy breathing, their nipples straining against whatever material is keeping them. Judy feels an overpowering euphoria taking hold of her, her pulse racing, lust making her head spin, she is shaking as she stands their watching those innocent girls now aroused to the point where she can smell their pussies, the unmistakably smell of female sex coming from between their legs. Judy doesn’t know, nor does she care what is going on, all she knows is what she feels, and what she feels is that years of oppressed desire is about to explode in her body, and nobody is going to stop the shockwave that will result. Judy grabs her own dress with both hands, and with one violent movement, she pulls it from her body, buttons shooting loose, material tearing, until it lies in a bundle by her feet. She grabs her bra and pulls hard, snapping the strap, her tits jump out and shake around as if they are freeing themselves, her full panties is torn off in similar fashion, and then she stands there naked her eyes fixated on the steaming bodies around her. She moves to one of the other girls, watching in awe the expression on her face, she stands with feet on either side of the girls head, facing her outstretched body. Slowly, she lowers herself until her own pussy is about an inch from the girls nose. Her own juices are now adding to the thick smell of sex in the air, and she notices the girls nostrils flair as she inhales the smell of lust just an inch from her. Judy moves a bit closer until her pussy touches the tip of the young girls nose, and starts moving in small little circles, her juices forming a thin glistening strand as she pulls away slightly. Suddenly the floodgates of lust open, and she pushes down hard on the girls face, rubbing her pussy all over her nose, eyes and mouth. She reaches forward and tears the clothes of the young girls body, bra and panties follow. She takes about two seconds to admire the sexy virgin body before she starts ravishing the delicate parts, roughly kneading the girls tits, pulling and slapping at her clitoris, while all the time still gyrating her pussy violently in the girls face. A deep moan from another body gets her attention. She looks up and sees the silhouette of the slender body of Margarette with her big round tits. She gets up, leaving the young girls face covered in pussy juice.

    She quickly gets rid of Margarettes clothes and looks at her naked body with admiration and excitement. She grabs hands full of soft tit flesh and massages them roughly, then she takes the nipples between thumb and index finger and squeezes them hard. Margarette cries out as her tender nipples are brutalized and this encourages Judy. She starts slapping the huge tits, then she grabs the nipples pinching them hard. She sits on Margarettes abdomen, legs on either side, and reaches behind her with one hand feeling for the swollen clitoris. When she finds it, she starts rubbing it between her fingers, and Margarette starts moaning like a whore. Judy grabs one of the nipples in front of her with her free hand, and shakes it back and forth, then the other until they are both red and swollen from the abuse.

    Judy looks up and sees the tiny little body of Anne. Anne was the youngest and most petite girl on the island, with small perky breasts and the cutest little butt Judy had ever seen. She gets up and walks over to where Anne is lying. She looks down at her, and feels the tension building in her own pussy. She squats over her face, then she grabs her head with both hands and pulls it in between her legs. She rubs the girls face violently against her own pussy lips until her tender clitoris pops out from under its hood. Annes face is now covered and slippery with pussy juice, and Judy positions it in such a way that her sensual lips are rubbing against her swollen clitoris. She continues to ride the girls face for a few seconds longer, and then, letting go of her head, she rips the clothes off the tiny body, tearing anything that resists. She admires the beautiful little vixen for a few seconds, and then she moves from one girl to the next, like somebody possessed, tearing the clothes from their bodies until all of them are lying totally naked, still seemingly asleep, but in some stage of extreme sexual arousal. Judy is finding the sexual tension in her own body absolutely unbearable now, and she knows she wants to come. She walks back to Anne who is moaning particularly load now, and looks down at her sexy physique. While standing over her, she balances on one leg while massaging the cute little tits with her foot. She pinches a nipple between her toes and giggles as Anne immediately squirms. Like a school bully she keeps on pinching one nipple then the other, until both are red and swollen, making them look too big in comparison with the small tits. Judy touches her own aching pussy. She has never been this wet before. Her slippery cream has oozed out of her lustful cunt covering her thighs and anus lubricating the folds of tender skin. She just had to come! She squats down with her pussy right on top of the girls face. She starts rocking her body back and forth, rubbing her pussy up and down. She grabs the girls tits, squeezing hard, and as she hears the load moans coming from the girl somewhere between her pussy lips, she bends over, spreads the girls legs and starts slapping her pussy with one hand, while violating her nipples with the other. She can feel the girls orgasm building with her own as the first wave of her own orgasm spills over her, she bends over again, pulling the girls legs towards her, and takes her clitoris in her mouth, nibbling on the gorged little member. She puts one finger on the girls tight anus hole making little circles as she massages the area. Everything is covered in lubricating girl juice and she only has to use a little bit of force before her finger slips up Annes ass. Anne reacts violently. As Judys finger enters her anus, her pussy muscles contract into a spasm and Judy watches in awe as Annes pussy lips seem to retract into her hole before suddenly exploding covering Judys face with a hot pussy come shower as the girl orgasms. The waves of her own orgasm paralyze Judys body, and she collapses on top of Anne. After about a minute it subsides, and Judy is able to relax her muscles.

    Judy lies still for a few minutes, catching her breath, and then feels the urge to pee again. She gets up, and sees the older women lying a few feet away, her mouth wide open, nipples erect, and with legs slightly open, and it is clear that whatever is going on with the rest of the girls is affecting her as well. Judy thinks about the stern voice she heard so often when she stepped out of line, the look she got when she tried to explain her way out of something, and a naughty little smile slowly appears on her pretty face. She walks up to the old lady, swinging her naked hips like a parading street whore. She touches her own nipples, teasing the already hard little knobs, and looks intently at the sleeping face of the old lady. She stands over her with her legs on either side of the old ladies face, and starts playing with her own pussy, massaging her swollen lips, then pulling them apart to reveal her wet pleasure canal. She rubs one little finger slowly over her pee hole, around and around in circles, as if deep in thought, or lost in the pleasure she is enjoying from her own touch. She turns around to face the old ladies body, and again put her legs on either side of her head, then she squats down until her pussy is only centimeters away from the gaping mouth. She grabs one of the old ladies nipples, and gives it a sharp twist. The old lady gasps for air, either from pain or pleasure. Judy grabs both nipples, one in each hand, squeezing them between thumb and index finger, then shaking them around violently, and looks in amazement as the muscles in the old ladies abdomen starts contracting in rhythmic waves as she starts to orgasm. She looks down at her own pussy, still just above the old bags mouth, and starts squeezing gently. At first nothing happens, her own arousal making it virtually impossible for urine to pass, then just a trickle of golden liquid escapes through her little pee hole, and drips in the old ladies mouth who swallows instinctively. While squatting over the old ladies face, Judy folds her arms around her own butt and grab her pussy lips with her fingers to pull them apart. Her pee hole is now pointing straight down the old ladies throat and she pushes as hard as she can. The hot pee comes rushing out and down the open mouth, the old lady having no choice but to swallow repeatedly. Judy then buries the old face between her own legs, squashing her pussy against it, while letting go of her bladder. She rocks back and forth, smearing her pee and pussy juice into the old ladies skin. She grabs hold of the old ladies legs, pulling them up towards her and open to reveal her pussy. She sticks two fingers up her cunt as far as she can, instantly breaking the still intact hymen. She starts finger fucking the old pussy, her own mind totally carried away because of her nastiness. She can feel the old lady orgasm, and as she senses the peak of her orgasm, she plunges two more fingers up her cunt and finger fuck the tight hole as fast as she can, enjoying the shockwave she feels going through the old ladies body as a result of this brutal treatment. Her own orgasm follows quickly, and in the heat of it she grabs hands full of tit flesh, twisting the nipples and slapping the old womens pussy as if she cant get enough of that which she has been denied so long.

    Judy gets up and look at her handy work, the old ladies body looks truly spent, pussy juice and pee all over her face and hair, her tits and groin area swollen and even in the moonlight Judy can see the skin bruised and red. She looks up and sees more beautiful sleeping female bodies lying in different states of arousal. She spends about half a second pondering what on earth is actually going on here, but then her mind turns dirty again as she spots two young girls lying next to each other, panting, faces contorted in sexual ecstasy. She walks over to them and stops just a few feet away to admire them. They both had athletic, slender bodies, like tennis players, with small breasts and tiny nipples. Judy bends over them touching them softly, again surprised about how sensitive they are to her touch. She turns one of the girls over to look at her ass. This was definitely the best part of her body. She had a perfectly round, firm butt. The crack of her ass flowed down from her spine to disappear into the cuties little pussy lips. Judy stares at this for a few moments, then slaps the girls ass as hard as she can. Even in her sleep the girl cries out, then Judy slaps her again and again, laughing as the girl cries out every time. She stands up, turning to the other girl. She picks up one leg, and takes the girls big toe in her mouth, sucking on it for a few seconds, then she stands with her own legs wide apart, and inserts the girls toe into her own pussy, fucking herself a few times. She takes the foot out and licks her own juices from the girls toes, after which she plunges the foot with force up her pussy. This time it is she who cries out, but she continues to push until the whole front part of the foot is in her love nest. She starts to slowly fuck herself, then faster and faster until the girls body is jerked back and forth, tits shaking around, head bouncing on the floor. Judy feels another orgasm building, and grabs her own tits with one hand while still fucking herself with the foot in the other hand. She twists and pulls her nipples until her eyes start to water, the intensity of her orgasm making her loose total control. When her legs buckle under her, she falls down to the ground, lying on her back, legs open as wide as she can with the cute girls foot still in her pussy. She continually stuffs her pussy full of foot with both hands, harder and harder, then she grabs first the one breast and then the other, squeezing them. She takes a nipple and shakes her own tit up and down, left and right, all directions until her orgasm reaches a peak that makes her mind explode, girl come squirts passed the foot stuck up her hole, and then she passes out.

    The root was not sitting around idle all this time. Although Judy destroyed many of its roots during her fuck frenzy, it was very busy sucking up girl juice, consuming the enormous amounts of energy, and now it was ready to mutate. It would take some time though, because it would re-appear as a totally different life form.

    The next morning there is absolute pandemonium in camp. The girls wake up to find themselves totally naked, their bodies sore and abused, their nipples swollen and tender. So confused are they that nobody notices that Judy wakes up far from where she went to sleep the previous night, nobody notices her hastily pulling the young girls foot out of her love hole, and just in time, because seconds later the girl also wakes up. There are tears everywhere, some girls react with quiet shame, remembering some of the dreams they had had the previous nights, other scream hysterically when they find their bodies bruised, their clothes torn in pieces. Judy tries to emulate the general behaviour around her but find it difficult to not burst out laughing. She sees her own dried up girl love juice on most of the girls faces. The old lady has it in her hair, her eye lashes, some girls have their tits covered in it, and they don’t have a clue where it came from. The girls now turn to each other for comfort, hugging and crying. The young girl whose foot made such a nasty dildo turns to Judy and looks in horror at her swollen nipples and bruised breasts, not knowing that is was all self inflicted. She feels sorry for poor Judy and hugs her to comfort her while she is crying herself.

    Judy finds it very strange that nobody really asks what happened to them. It is as if they all just accept that somehow their naughty dreams became reality, and since they cant even begin to imaging talking about it, they have to just pick up the pieces and go on. As far as their clothes are concerned, that is exactly what they have to do. The girls pick up what is left of their clothes and try to wrap it around their bodies. There isn’t much to work with, and Judy finds herself staring at the scantily clothed girls all through the day.

    For a few days nothing much out of the ordinary happens. A strange change in the general behaviour of the girls is starting to become apparent. They appear to become much more liberated, and every now and again somebody would get irritated with the fuss of trying to keep the torn pieces of clothing on their bodies and just leave some of it off. Most of them are not nearly as thorough anymore when they wrap the pieces of torn material around their bodies, and Judy is thoroughly enjoying the view of cute little body parts sticking out every now and again. Another interesting development is that it seems as if Judy is not the only one noticing this, and she finds it very interesting to see that the girls are often looking at each other. Other than these subtle differences, everybody is going about their daily activities as normal as one could under the circumstances, as if they are all waiting for something to happen, something that will change their lives again, maybe let them have those dreams again…

    It is about six weeks after that glorious night, and Judy is starting to feel very desperate. Many nights she got up to walk to the beach, hoping she would come back and find her companions helpless and horny, but every time she got disappointed. Tonight however, things are a little different. Everybody is fast asleep, even Judy, when the soil starts moving. At first it looks like an infestation of tiny little moles because all around the girls the soil would be pushed up. The creatures that appear from underground is nothing like moles however, in fact, they more resemble slimy little slugs. As they appear from underground, they seem driven, knowing exactly what they are looking for. One by one they come out from their underground dwellings, and as soon as they reach the service, they start heading straight for the nearest girl. The slug like creatures are only about two centimeters long and half a centimeter wide, and as they reach the girls bodies, they immediately start the short journey up the girls leg and head straight for the girls clitoris. The fact that Judy tore the girls clothing from their bodies that night comes in handy for the slugs now as they are having very little resistance in the form of tight fitting panties etc. As they reach the girls little knob, a tiny tentacle would appear which would promptly be injected right into the clitoris head. The slug would then stay still for about a minute while some sort of liquid is pumped into the delicate flesh of the clitoris, causing it to swell to an enormous size. As with the pollen that the plant excreted, this substance causes an immediate reaction in the girls body, but now, the effect on the brain is much more dominant. The extreme stimulus of their hyper sensitive clitorises combined with the effect of the drug which dissolves every bit of inhibition, causes them to conjure up the most amazingly naughty dreams. Within just a few minutes the girls pussy hole would be hot, wet and slimy, exactly what the slug wants. It would quickly worm its way into the girls vaginal cavity, and then, through its skin, it would start consuming the girls pussy juice which causes it to expand rapidly in size. By now, the girl would be producing copious amounts of lust juice, but as if this is not enough, the creature would start pulsating the muscles in its body, stimulating every erotic spot inside the girls cavity, causing a state of arousal that is almost unbearable. Soon, it has grown to the point where it snugly fills every part of the girls cunt, stretching her muscles to the limit. The drug that was administered has another function that now becomes apparent. Somehow, it ensures that the girl is never allowed to go beyond the point of no return. This would continue through the night, with the girls unable to wake up, dreaming all kinds of weird and wonderfully naughty things, but unable to be satisfied. By dawn the next morning, the desperate moans coming from the girls are almost deafening, with every muscle in their horny bodies tensed up in anticipation of the inevitable orgasm, but this doesn’t happen. As the sun is about to come up, the creatures would exit and disappear in the bush where they continue to evolve. The girls would wake up with a overwhelming, burning desire to be fucked and an aching empty feeling in their pussies. Most of them had never tried masturbation, but now they coyly disappear into the forest on their own to touch themselves. While they stimulate their young bodies to orgasm, there are always creatures watching them, wanting them, but unable to react because of their current state. The creatures know that their time will come, soon, very soon!

    The girls are now very familiar with their surroundings, and feel totally at ease walking around the island… well almost. Even thought they were beside themselves from fear that morning when they woke up bruised and naked, that now feels like a distant memory, and spend much more time contemplating what is currently happening to them. Without exception, every girl thinks that she is the only one having these strange thoughts, feelings and dreams, and for this reason, the topic is never discussed. The would wake up in the mornings with their fingers teasing their little holes, or caressing their erect nipples while secretly fantasizing about the cute butt sticking out from a next door neighbor, or a breast or even pubic hair that is visible from under the little bit of clothing that they have.

    The root is very aware of these changes in the girls, it is aware because it is not just a root anymore. The root has evolved through three stages now, it has evolved into a very interesting create with the most amazing talents, talents that it cannot wait to put to the test.

    It is later afternoon and the girls are all sitting in the clearing they call their camp. They enjoyed a wonderfully sunny day splashing in the waves and tanning their young bodies. They find it difficult to keep their eyes off the sexy bodies around them. For reasons unknown to them, their sexuality has been awakened in a way that made it difficult for them to think about anything else. They now sit around talking about this and that, giggling and joking with each other, talking about how much they appreciate the other, and then hugging for no real reason other than to feel the others body. The general level of arousal is increasing slowly but surely, like a very slow acting drug they come under its influence, and the aroma of hot pussies starts filling the warm summer air.

    This does not go unnoticed. On the edge of the clearing, and out of site, dozens of piercing eyes are watching the group of girls with anticipation. As the air becomes thick with the smell of lust, the eyes look at each other and agree that the time has come. The creatures open their mouths and slowly breaths out in the direction of the clearing. The wind takes their breath and carries it to the silly girls, and as always, their bodies start reacting almost immediately. The playful nature of their embraces changes almost instantaneously. So strong is the airborne substance that their arousal becomes uncontrollable in seconds. The girls now look at each other with pure lust in their eyes, for a few seconds they just stare at each other motionless, then lunch forward and start ripping whatever pieces of clothing remained on their bodies. Moments later they are all naked, rolling around in frenzied embraces, exploring each others bodies with hands, tongues and limbs. Their juices are flowing freely, and they eagerly drink the love nectar from each other’s steamy pussy lips. Soon, they start feeling the burning need to be penetrated, to have their sex cavities explored and massaged, and hands become a blur of motion as they fuck each other with whatever means in reach.

    The creatures were waiting for this exact moment, and come out of hiding into the clearing. The girls see them immediately, and freeze. They have never in their wildest dreams imagined something like this. The creatures were only about two feet tall and there were well over a hundred of them. The girls can only stare at them, paralyzed with fear. The creatures had a human like head with eyes and mouth, but their skin appeared to be rubbery. They had thin elastic arms without elbows, and in stead of hands, each arm ended in what looks like a suction cup. Their legs were much the same, but the girls did not notice any of these. Their eyes were all fixed on something about halfway down the creatures’ body. There, pointing proudly up in the air, was the biggest penis the girls had ever seen. Not only was it close to a foot long and as thick as their own wrists, but the shape was what really caught their attention. The head was about twice the thickness of the shaft, and all along the shaft itself were tentacles about two inches long that looked like they were alive. These tentacles were reaching around continuously looking for something to latch onto. A gel like substance was oozing from both the penis head and each of the tentacles. The creatures move forward, and one by one the girls find themselves moving in position lying on their backs with legs wide open as if their minds were being controlled by the creatures.

    Margarette is one of the girls lying closest to the creatures, and she feels herself lying back and opening her legs involuntary as wide as they can go. She looks at the hideous penis with wild excitement. It feels like her pussy is going to detach itself from her body and jump that penis if something doesn’t happen soon. The creature comes closer, his own sex juices now dripping from the penis head and tentacles. He positions himself between her legs and looks at the moist pussy as if he is admiring its shape and design. Her vagina muscles are already contracting in spasm like convulsions, causing the gorged exterior of her cunt to move in unison stretching her gap open so the creatures precome drips right into her hole. He moves forward and softly pushes his penis head against the velvet skin of her pussy lips. Margarette gasps as the closest tentacles immediately reach out and start touching her, caressing her clitoris and swollen lips. Her head spins, her mind fills with a rush of obscene thoughts she didn’t know she was capable of. She had an overwhelming desire to be fucked by this creature, for him to penetrate her with his huge tool. She felt an aching in her pussy, the muscles contracting uncontrollably, squeezing her own love juices out so that it slowly runs down her ass cheeks before seeping into the ground. Suddenly, the creature pushes forward with force and buries himself inside Margarettes pussy. She cries out in surprise, and then feels her love tunnel being fucked like never before. As if this was the sign all the creatures were waiting for, they lunge forward, burying their rods into the closest girl and starts fucking her with vigor, their mates looking on, eagerly awaiting their turn.

    It was no coincidence the creatures were built the way they were. Where they come from, their natural shape was nothing like this, but because they needed the energy these earth creatures produced in such abundance when sexually aroused, they carefully examined the girls bodies during the root phase and noted all the areas that seemed to increase the production thereof. During the mutation phase this intimate knowledge was put to expert use and their bodies took a shape that they believed would be capable of stimulating the girls to the ultimate levels of sexual pleasure. It is for this reason that their own bodies now shift slightly, and new abilities become apparent. First, the creatures extend their necks until their heads reach the girls tits. The mouth then opens wide, swallowing the whole tit while muscles inside start massaging the soft flesh. Down the creatures throat, a sucker quickly latches on to the girls nipple. It starts pulling and squeezing while at the same time sucking hard causing more and more blood to flow into the nipple. It grows bigger and longer than it has ever been, the nerve endings become super sensitive with the huge amount of blood pulsating through them, and Margarettes moans grow loader with her enjoyment reaching unknown levels.

    Down under, things are also getting more interesting for the girls. A very thin long tentacle appears at the base of the creatures penis. It snakes through the air trying to anticipate the wild fucking movements of the create. When it eventually manages to latch on the girls clitoris, it seems to inject something into the hood which causes the skin to become totally elastic so that it can be pulled back far enough to fully expose the clitoris from root to tip. The tentacle now grows thick like a worm, and starts sniffing around the clitoris. Because of the extent to which it is exposed, the clitoris is enormously sensitive, and the girls body jerks every time the thick tentacle touches the tender member. As if it is getting aroused itself, the worm tentacle starts oozing a clear thick liquid which it careful drips on the clitoris head and shaft. The girls body stiffens as soon as the first drop lands. The liquid causes a hot, almost burning sensation and blood immediately starts pumping through it.

    The worm opens its mouth, and quickly swallows the whole clitoris up to its base. This is too much for the girl, and she screams at the top of her voice as her body is almost ripped apart by the power of her appoaching orgasm. The creature moves its head from one breast to the other, sucking the whole tit in its mouth, then latching on the nipple, squeezing and pulling it. Margarette feels the extreme tension in her muscles as her body tries desperately to spill over into full orgasm, but once again she is prevented from getting over the edge by the drug that was injected earlier. Her orgasm lingers, every muscle in her body is pulled tight, her voice becomes hoarse from screaming with lust. So much blood is concentrated around her inflamed loins that she feels light headed, her cunt reeking of the pungent sap of female desire. The creature is now using his arms to slap her tender tits, then latching the suckers at the end of his arms on her nipples sucking hard and shaking her tits up and down. All the while, every ounce of sexual energy that the girl produces is consumed through pores in the creatures skin. Slowly, it starts glowing, its whole body getting brighter and brighter until you can see its penis fucking in and out the girls pussy through her abdomen.

    The creature knows one last trick to get every bit of ecstasy from the girls body. Another thin penis appears under the main one and as the creature lunches forward , the short penis is driven against the girls anus. Margarette is instantly aware of this new assault, and waits in inpatient anticipation for penetration, her sphincter muscles sensitive and eager to be stimulated. As the creature keeps on fucking her cunt, the second penis grows in length until suddenly it is stuffed into the girls anus. She screams at the top of her voice as her backend is violated, and within a few strokes the penis starts growing thicker, stretching her little hole, stimulating every cell until her whole body is vibrating. Her voice reaches a crescendo as her orgasm goes over the edge, her own pussy juice is oozing out of her hole and on the short penis, lubricating her anal fuck. The girls orgasm appears to overload the creatures very being, its body stiffens, eyes closed tight, face contorted and then a blinding flash as his body is evaporated and he disappears.

    Margarette does not have time to reflect on all this. She lies with eyes closed in the aftermath of what has to be the ultimate orgasm, her body still contracting and her muscles vibrating from an overdose of hormones and whatever was injected into her. Her body feels spend and tired, but as she looks down between her legs, the next creature has positioned himself, and is looking intently at her pussy lips and dripping hole. The girl looks around in amazement as she sees her friends in various stages of orgasm with creatures fucking the living daylight out of them. The noise coming from these women is deafening, but again, she does not have much time to think about this. The creature bends over and starts licking between her legs savouring the taste of her love juices. She can see his penis getting excited, the tentacles reaching, searching in the air. The creature nudges her thighs with its arm tentacles, and she willingly lies back pulling her ankles back to behind her ears. He starts licking around her ass, circling closer and closer to her asshole. She can feel the anticipation building in her body. Damn these creatures are good! She shudders as his moist tongue reaches her little hole, and feels him licking her ass gently at first, then putting pressure on the tight muscles to penetrate her. He pushes her spinster muscles apart penetrating her with his long tongue, sliding in and out of her asshole making her whole body shiver. She feels her clitoris expanding again. The hood is still pulled back over itself, and her clitoris starts growing again as if trying to get attention so it can be touched. The creature reaches out with one arm and start flicking the clitoris head gently sending shockwaves through her body, she grabs her own tits and squeeze them hard as the feeling in her loins drives her insane.

    The creature now moves in position, and inserts his colossal penis in her pussy. The tentacles on the side of his penis immediately start working their magic, grabbing at the insides of her vagina walls, then rolling into a tight ball which teases her sensitive areas. One of the tentacles wrap itself around her g-spot, tightening the grip to resist being pulled of by the movement of the penis in and out of her pussy. The penis head itself now comes alive, it contracts itself with the inward motion, then, quickly expands to twice its normal size before the penis starts moving out. This causes an enormous vacuum deep inside the girls hole, and she cries out in pleasure. She can feel her orgasm building, and her mind goes wild. She feels the need to suck on something, she wants to be dirty, she wants to be slutty. As if he is able to read her mind, another creature quickly moves in. Almost magically, his penis reshapes itself to resemble the penis of a human male. They learned about this from studying the girls dreams. At first they could not understand why a women would enjoy taking the male penis in their mouths. They could after all not find any pleasurable zones inside the earth woman’s oral cavities, but soon they realized that it was the mental connection that made this practice such a stimulant. They realized it was the thought of sucking a mans penis that made the women go wild. It was the act of licking the penis head and taking the balls in their mouths that made their loins stir. It was eating the forbidden fruit. The creature recreates the human penis down to the its smell, and the girl eagerly takes it in her mouth. She takes the balls in her small hands and squeeze them, she has dreamt about doing this for so long. She always wondered what it would feel like to take a mans cock in her mouth, what it would taste like. This is enough to drive her orgasm right up to the peak again, and she starts rocking back and forth wanting to be fucked faster and harder. The creature between her legs quickly injects her again to prolong her orgasm while he soaks up the energy. A few moments later he starts glowing brightly, the time is right for the girl to orgasm. His comrade at the other end knows this, and excretes a thick liquid which he pumps down the girls throat. Believing that she is getting her first taste of a mans come, the girls orgasm become inevitable. The dirty thought pushes her over the edge, and as her sexual energy reaches a crescendo, another lightning causes another creature to disappear into thin air.

    The girls soon lost count of the number of creatures that brought them one orgasm after another. Their bodies would eventually be totally spent, unable to produce more orgasms. The remaining creatures would then bring water and fruit and allow them to eat and drink while they bathe and massage their bruised bodies to revitalize them. As soon as the girls showed any sign of recovery, the relentless fucking would continue, the creatures impatient to escape from earth.

    Afterwards, the girls were uncertain if their ordeal took hours or days. All that was left was the memory of the most fantastic orgy possible. Once the last creater disappeared in a white flash, the girls were left with tired, bruised bodies, swollen pussies, sore nipples and assholes, and covered in their own pussy juices. It would take a few hours of rest before they could muster enough strength to get up to go down to the sea to clean themselves, their minds in a maze of unanswered questions.

    Life had to go on, and soon the girls found themselves again bored on the island with not much to do. It was during this time that they discovered that the alien creatures did leave something for them. The little plants with the single white flower still grew on the island, although it did not possess an alien life form anymore. The girls soon discovered the power of the pollen that came from the little white flower, and would frequently drug each other for their own evil entertainment. When a rescue boat finally picked them up, each of them secretly had a few plants hidden in their belongings, and all over the world, people would wake up with bruised, over sexed bodies and a memory of the most erotic sexual encounter, but not able to understand how.


  • Barrat Park

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    Just a few horny teens, walking around…

    It was a cold, bitter evening. We had just walked round the quarry and now for some absurd reason someone had suggested to go to Furnace Park on the Barret estate. There were eight of us. Me, Holly, Nicole, Justin, Gemma, Jack, Amy and Jamie. We were all horny teenagers. Justin and Jack were 15, Jamie was 13, the rest of us were 14. Our relationships were complicated. Holly had a boyfriend, Gavin, who I’d never met and wasn’t out tonight. Nicole used to fancy Justin but Justin had kept pissing her off so she didn’t like him as much. Gemma had been going out with Jack but they had recently split up. And Amy was going out with Jamie, who had previously been out with Holly. Justin was just everyone’s mate. And me, I was apparently a legend to everyone, even though all I thought I did was stand around and play music, while having difficulty speaking to any of the girls. I had once fancied Nicole and asked her out to get rejected. Now we are just good friends.
    Anyway, we were going to Barret Park. I was walking along with Nicole, arm in arm. Jamie and Amy were holding hands. Justin had my iPod and was in his own little world playing Empire State of Mind by Jay Z; and Holly and Jack were walking behind everyone, talking. Gemma was on her own in the middle. We got to Barret Park around 8:30PM. I had to go in at 9, and since I lived far away it would take me around 15 minutes to walk home. I was feeling kinda giddy with my legend status and was going around, skipping (yeah I was known as the weird one). Amy and Jamie were in a corner making out. Just then I went up to everyone and said spontaneously, “Are we all having an orgy over here?”
    “No,” replied Gemma, “But if we were at least I’d be warmer.” This took me by surprise, as all of the girls were REALLY fit, and I’m not exaggerating. Gemma was probably the second sexiest, after Holly. “Well maybe we should have one then.” came Holly’s voice. This stunned me. Here I was with 5 really sexy girls being asked if I wanted to have sex with them! “Well then, come on!” I said, shocked at my own confidence.
    “Really!” said Nicole, “We’re in the middle of hundreds of houses!”
    “Well that’ll make it even more fun, won’t it.” Gemma said in an amazingly sexy voice.
    “Come on there’s enough guys to go around.” Holly said. By now me, Justin and Jack were speechless.
    “Okay, but I’m going with Jack.” Nicole said hesitantly as she went and started snuggling up to him.
    “I take Justin!” Holly declared.
    “Guess that leaves me with you then.” Gemma said to me, as she got off of the climbing frame.
    “Looks like it…” I replied.
    Gemma was wearing a thin light grey top with long sleeves. She then had on a pair of dark sexy skinny jeans and Ugg boots. She had a beautiful face, light pale skin, gorgeous 34DD tits, an amazing ass and a pair of killer legs.
    I pulled her close to me as we embraced sensually. We then started kissing passionately. She opened her mouth as I opened mine. Her tongue dived into my mouth and started to explore the furthest reaches of it. I did the same with my tongue. Soon our tongues were dancing around with each other. After about 3 minutes of passionately kissing we broke and she removed her grey top to reveal her soft milky tits encased in a black lacy bra. We started kissing again and soon I had unclasped her bra and slipped it down her arms to release her big pale boobs. I moved down from her lips and started caressing her neck with my mouth. She reached down and unbuttoned my shirt and took it off. My nipples became erect just like hers as they came into contact with the chilly night air. After a minute I moved down to her beautiful tits and started sucking on them. She moaned softly as I pulled at them and bit them. She ran her smooth hands down my tanned chest and pushed my head in closer to her boobs. After a while I noticed that she was rubbing her crotch. I continued to suck on her nipples, but moved my left hand down her navel, rubbing her smooth toned skin before plunging my hands down her jeans into her panties. I started to pump my index finger in and out of her moist pussy. All the while she was moaning in pleasure. This, coupled with my tit sucking pushed her over the edge and soon there was a dark stain in her already dark jeans. I took my fingers out her warm snatch and tasted her sweet juice. I then put them in her mouth and she sucked on my fingers coated in my saliva and her pussy cream.
    She then took my fingers out her mouth and stood up to compose herself. I stood with her and she sank to her knees in front of me. She undid my belt and jeans and out popped my rock hard 7 inch cock. She looked at its enormous size and widened her eyes. Reading her thoughts I cleared her doubts by grabbing her long brown hair and pushing her head into my crotch. I saw her mouth smiling around my cock as her twinkling blue eyes looked up into mine. She gave an amazing blowjob considering she was still a virgin. She weaved her tongue around my cock and the head, then took it out, spat on it, rubbed it around her big boobs before slipping it back into her mouth again. It wasn’t long before I felt my balls tighten and my hot white cum spurted out into her mouth. Instead of swallowing it, she first spat it out all over her milky tits, then pulled them up and sucked the semen and saliva from her boobs and swallowed the lot. After a large gasp, she stood up, still topless.
    Then it was my turn again. I picked her up by the hips and thrust her onto the table in the middle of the park. It was very cold and she gasped as I laid her warm body down on the freezing metal. I then pulled off her Ugg boots and threw them away, revealing her sexy pale feet with cute little toes. I then took the bottom of her jeans and yanked them off and threw them away also. That left her in just her white cotton panties. They were already soaked and damp. I pulled her panties and ripped them off at the side, throwing away the rags that were left. I then spread her legs wide and too her left foot. I started by licking her cute pale toes. I could hear her giggling as my tongue tickled her. After sucking her toes I moved my tongue up the inside of her left leg, hearing her moan more and more as I ascended. As I licked the inside of her thighs she took my head and thrust it into her vagina, my readily awaiting tongue diving deep inside it. I licked the inside walls of her pink pussy, pushing into her womb. I then took my tongue out and licked her swollen clit up and down, biting hard on it. She was moaning very loudly at this point. I licked down her crotch and stuck my tongue inside her tight anus. She groaned even louder then. After a while she started to shake violently and my mouth was flooded with her sweet cunt juices. I moved up and lay on top of her and kissed her, letting her taste her beautiful nectar.
    She looked exhausted and I said to her, “Warm yet?”
    “Definitely.” She under her breath, unable to speak from exhaustion. I then kissed her boobs once more and then slid off her. I took my jeans off completely, along with my boxers and socks. I then moved so that her ass was on the edge of the table, her legs dangling down. I moved between her legs and got my rock solid cock positioned at the entrance to her moist pussy. I said to her, “Ready?”
    “For what?” she replied.
    “This.” I said quickly, and with that I slammed my hips into her ass and pushed all my 7 inches into her. Fuck she was tight! I heard her screaming in both pain and pleasure. I felt my dick rip through her hymen and stopped when I was ball deep in her. I felt her relax slightly around my cock and her breathing slowed a bit. Once she was calmer I started pushing my cock in and out her pussy. Slow at first, I built momentum and soon I was pumping in and out of her like there was no tomorrow. And it almost felt like it. I loved her. I just wanted to make love to her again and again for the rest of my life. Soon I felt her clench her muscles around my cock. I felt my balls tighten and her pussy started to quiver. I didn’t care I didn’t have a condom, I didn’t care if she was on the pill or not. I just wanted to squirt my sperm deep into her pussy. Soon we were both cumming hard. I heard her moaning and her body started shaking violently again. My cock was flooded with her juices and I shot my hot cum deep into her womb. After we had finished, I collapsed on top of her, my head between her boobs. I could hear her panting and feel her chest rising and falling.
    Then I heard other people screaming and moaning. That’s when I remembered that we weren’t alone. I lifted my head and looked to see what was going on. Justin was lying down on the floor with Holly straddling him, jumping up and down on his cock. Nicole and Jack had just finished and now they were on a nearby bench in a 69 position. Meanwhile Amy was sitting on a low wall with one leg bent on top of the wall and the other hanging down. Between them was the head of Jamie. I could see the look of ecstasy on Amy’s face while Jamie was licking her pink shaved pussy. I could see that all the girls were shaved and were full of cum now. To my left I then heard Holly moan as Justin’s hot cum dribbled down her leg out of her pussy. She then collapsed onto him, exhausted, his cock still buried deep in her snatch.
    After a while we began to cool down and so we got redressed (the girls without their underwear as it had all been ripped off). All our clothes were fairly dirty from the wet muddy ground. Then I remembered something. The time. I quickly looked at my watch. 9:30! Shit. I was in deep trouble. Then I remembered that my mum and dad and sisters had gone to a party and were staying overnight at my Nan’s house. This meant that they wouldn’t be back until midday the next morning. This gave me an idea. “Hey, aren’t we gonna carry on?” I said.
    “What do you mean? We’ve fucked, and now I’m freezing.” Holly said.
    “Well in a real orgy, you don’t just have one fucking session then leave. You swap partners, have threesomes, fuck people you’ve never thought of fucking before, try different positions, different techniques etc.” I replied.
    “Yeah but I have to go in soon, and anyway, I don’t think I could survive any longer out here.” Amy said.
    “Well, this is the thing. You know I’m a legend? Well, my house is empty tonight, and will be until tomorrow lunchtime. We could all go there, and as long as we clean the place up, we can do whatever we want!” I said smugly.
    “Dan I must say that that sounds amazing; but we all have to go in soon.” Nicole said.
    “Then phone your parents, say you’re sleeping over at Amy’s or Gemma’s or something.” I said.
    “I dunno…” Gemma said.
    “Oh come on! How often do we get to fuck! And besides, I have a massive erection here that needs sorting.” They all laughed and said ok, hesitantly. They all phoned each other’s mums on the way to mine and got permission to stay round “someone’s” house. In 15 minutes, we were there.
    I got my key and opened the door. I explained where everything was, where all the drinks and food were and to clean up after the orgy. Then I pulled Holly into me and let everyone go.
    Holly is rather short. She is around 5ft 5 with long brown hair. She has quite possibly one of the prettiest faces in existence, the best ass in the UK and the best legs in Europe. She had on a black sleeveless, spaghetti string-type tank top. These emphasised her now braless tits well. They were a bit smaller than Gemma’s, about a 23C. Round her waist was a pair of tiny denim hotpants. They only went about 2 inches down her smooth legs. This meant that her beautifully shaped legs were on full show, the muscular tanned thighs out on display. There was a thin translucent mark on the inside of them where Justin had cummed inside her and it had trickled down her legs. On her feet were a pair of Ugg boots like Gemma.
    I led her into my warm and cosy lounge. I set her down lying on her back on the sofa and got on top of her. We started to kiss and explore each other’s mouths passionately. Our tongues danced around with each other playfully. I then pulled the top of her top down to expose her large tanned boobs. I moved my mouth down and started sucking on the nipples for all they were worth. Soon she was moaning loudly in my ear. In the background I could hear various moans, screams and heavy breathing coming from everyone else around the house. I suddenly looked around to find Holly had taken off her top somehow. I then looked at the floor and saw some black rags tossed onto it. That explained it.
    After 10 minutes of titty sucking I got up and pulled down my jeans and boxers for the second time that day. Holly then sat up on the edge of the sofa and leaned forward, taking my rock hard cock into her warm mouth that I’d just spent ages kissing. Again I was amazed at how well this girl sucked my cock even though it was probably only her second. After rubbing her tongue around the head of my penis for a while she pushed her head forward and I felt her mouth consume my cock. I felt the head touch the back of her throat and heard her gagging on my 7 inches. I took myself out of her and she breathed out heavily.
    After giving me perfect head she lied back down on the sofa and pulled her legs into her with her knees above her shoulders to take her boots off. This gave me a brilliant view of her fine tight ass threw the thin material of her hotpants. She was just taking her second boot off when I bent down and tore a hole in the seam between her legs, exposing her tight pink pussy. I then took hold of my wet slippery dick and shoved it into her small vagina. GOD she was tight! Unfortunately she had no hymen to break through as it had already been taken by Justin in the park. In my first thrust I put all 7 inches of me into her. She squealed loudly as she adjusted to my thick member inside her womb. After about a minute I pulled my cock until only 1 inch was left inside her pussy. Then I just slammed it right back in her. I did it again, and again, and again until I had built up a fast rhythm. She had already had 2 orgasms and was building for a third. I was getting really turned on by this obscure position as she still had her legs tucked into her chest. Soon I felt my balls about to explode, so I quickly pulled out of her, pulled her legs down, rubbed my dick and soon I was squirting white hot jizz all over her smooth tits and her fine tanned stomach. After about 2 minutes of cumming I finished. She was covered in cum. She looked down, rubbed a finger over her body and sucked the cum off of it. She then stood up and gave me another deep wet kiss. I could taste my salty semen on her tongue. She said thank you and then just walked out of the room with a chest covered in cum, a pair of ripped hotpants and one Ugg boot half-undone but still left on. Fuck it was a pretty sight.
    By this time I was getting thirsty and so I headed into the kitchen. In there was Jamie and Gemma. Gemma was naked and sitting on top of one of my kitchen counters with her legs spread. Jamie only had his jeans on and was kneeling beside the counter with his head buried between Gemma’s legs. I gave Gemma a high-five as I walked in and went over to the fridge. I took out one of my mum and dad’s beers and took a big swig of it. Feeling good already, I heard Gemma start moaning louder. I went over and casually moved Jamie aside and put my bottle at the entrance to her quivering pussy. Soon there was loads of her sweet cunt juice trickling into my beer. After her orgasm had subsided, I took another large swig and gave it to Jamie and let him have a bit. It tasted like normal beer, but had a slight sweet tang to it. After his bit Jamie gave Gemma a bit of my beer and she then handed it back to me. I gave them both another high five before leaving the kitchen with Jamie taking off his jeans.
    As I walked through the hallway, I heard lots of noise coming from upstairs and so I put my now empty beer on the table by the front door and went up to see what was going on. When I reached the landing I heard grunts and screams coming from my parent’s bedroom. I also heard some girl voices and the shower.
    As I entered the main bathroom I turned to the shower to see quite a welcoming sight. In it were Amy and Nicole rubbing each other’s wet bodies. They must’ve gone into my sister’s bedroom because they were both wearing extremely tight bikinis which made their tits explode over the top. Also I could see Nicole’s back against the condensed door and I saw that the bottoms of the bikini she was wearing couldn’t be seen as they had disappeared into the crack of her beautiful ass.
    Now, Amy is ginger. But don’t let that put you off. She’s a sexy ginger. She was skinny as fuck with quite small tits (29B) and the tightest ass ever. She was fairly pretty with curly ginger locks forming around her face. Except now her silky ginger hair was wet and all over the place. Nicole is very pretty with light brown hair that was usually straightened. She has fairly nice 30D boobs and she usually wears very baggy clothes, giving the impression that she is slightly podgy. But in the tight bikini she was wearing she looked like a goddess. She wasn’t amazingly thin like Amy but she had a nice flat, toned stomach and a nice pert bottom. Her long smooth legs just topped it all off. I decided to join them so I took off my socks which I had left on since fucking Holly. I quickly opened the shower door and got in. They were at first startled by the cold air on their warm bodies but after a second they said, “Hiyaa,” with a slight wink.
    “Well hi.” I replied and then they both bent down and started licking both sides of my long hard cock. They felt AMAZING. The feeling of two hot wet tongues licking my cock was sensation. After a few minutes of licking Nicole opened her mouth and took my cock in. Meanwhile, Amy reached beneath her and started sucking on my balls. This was just fantastic. The feeling of Nicole’s throat hitting the tip of my cock, with her tongue wrapping around my hard shaft, combined with the feeling of Amy licking and playing with my balls just completely blew my mind. And the hot water cascading down onto my naked body only added to my stimulation. Due to this it was not long before I felt the inevitable tightening of my balls and the tingling in my penis. Nicole also sensed this and so she slipped her mouth off my cock with a loud “Pop” and started rubbing my foreskin up and down. Just as I was about to cum, Amy’s head popped up and soon I was spurting ribbon after ribbon of thick creamy sperm all over both of their faces. Soon I couldn’t make out the features of their faces they were covered in so much cum. After my intense orgasm had died down they started licking each other’s faces. They licked their cheeks, their noses, their foreheads, their mouths; just simply everywhere. Soon all the cum was licked up and their beautiful radiant faces were restored.
    Then they got out. I felt disappointed and thought I was only gonna get a blowjob. Then Amy turned round and curled her skinny finger up at me as if to say to me “You coming or what?” I walked out the bathroom and into my bedroom. I saw them lying on my bed wrapped in towels. I had never wanted both of them so much. Then they pulled off their towels to reveal their pale milky naked bodies underneath. I saw breasts, tummies, nipples, pussies, legs, the lot.
    I quickly ran up to them and jumped on the bed between them. Our bodies were still wet and my bed was getting soaked. But I didn’t care. They then turned and I felt their hard nipples rub my sides. I turned to my left and started kissing Nicole passionately. I then broke our kiss and started kissing Amy passionately. She then broke our kiss and started kissing Nicole passionately. And I just watched between this sexual lesbian kiss. I was so horny. I then joined in and soon we just had our heads together, mouths open, licking the inside of each others’ mouths.
    Just then I realised Amy was rubbing my cock with her small pale hands. Again it was rock solid and 7 inches. Our kiss then broke and I was rolled onto my back. Suddenly Amy was on top of me, her hands either side of my head using them to hold her up. I couldn’t see much else but I felt something warm and tight being lowered onto my dick. Sure enough Amy started moaning as her tight snatch adjusted to accommodate my thick penis. Soon I was at the hilt in her vagina and she started grinding her hips around my cock. It felt so good and I couldn’t help but moan. She then lowered her head while doing this and we started kissing. Soon I was reaching my orgasm and with that my cock exploded inside her as she had her orgasm, our juices mixing to make a cocktail inside her pussy.
    I then looked to my left to see Nicole sitting on my white desk chair with her legs spread wide out, her hole hand buried in her deep snatch. She then had her own small orgasm and took her hand out and licked it, tasting her sweet juices. Amy then moved over to her and Nicole stood up and kneeled at the edge of the bed while Amy buried her head between her legs. Nicole just poked her tongue out and slurped up both mine and Amy’s juices.
    Then Amy got off the bed and I got up. Nicole then got onto all fours on the bed, her ass wiggling on the edge of the bed, inviting me. I needed no further invitation, and took hold of my cock, which was already hard again. I rubbed it up and down her warm pussy, teasing her clit. I stopped and prepared to enter her pussy but she stopped me and said, “No, in my ass.” I shrugged and said okay. Repositioning myself I rested my cock at the entrance to her extremely tight pink asshole. Just then Amy came in front of me and started licking Nicole’s asshole. After spitting on it one last time she got up and I pushed my cock head into Nicole’s anus.
    Fuck. This was tighter than Amy’s pussy! Even with the lubrication on my cock of Amy and my juices, and Amy’s spit on her ass, it still took some force to get it in her. As I pushed into her, her tight hole stretched enormously as she screamed at the top of her lungs, mostly in pain, partly in pleasure. Soon I was all the way in. I drew my penis out her asshole, then slammed right back in, wincing at how tight she was. Meanwhile she was still screaming the place down. Soon I built up a pretty good steady rhythm and she began to enjoy it more. Just then I saw Amy kneel between us on her back. She then stuck two fingers into Nicole’s tight vagina. This turned me on so much that I quickened the pace. Amy then raised her head off the floor and started licking my balls and the bottom of my shaft as it went in and out of Nicole’s asshole. Soon I felt Amy’s fingers in Nicole’s pussy between the thin part separating her anus and her cunt. Nicole soon had several orgasms and so did Amy as she fingered herself at the same time. Soon I finally felt my balls start swelling again. With one final thrust I buried my cock deep in Nicole’s ass and unloaded my seed in her bowls. I then pulled out of her and Amy cleaned my cock for my. Then I saw my cum start dribbling out of Nicole’s ass and into Amy’s awaiting mouth beneath. Some of it splashed her in the face but she managed to swallow most of it.
    Nicole then got up, exhausted and licked all of my cum off of Amy’s face and we shared another deep three way kiss, exploring the depths of each other’s mouths. I could taste my salty cream on the inside of both of their mouths. We then all collapsed on each other on my tiny single bed, extremely satisfied.
    After what felt like an eternity I finally felt my strength return. Amy and Nicole were still asleep so I got up quietly, slapped both their asses once and then went out into the landing. My house was beginning to reek of sweat, cum and pussy juice. I went into my sister’s room and opened a window. The chill night air sent a small shock up my naked body, and through the night air I heard bubbles coming from the garden. They had found the hot tub.
    I quickly ran downstairs and through the French doors in our conservatory. I was met by the hot tub, filled with hot bubbling water and a very drunk Justin, Jack, Jamie, Gemma and Holly. They were pissed out of their heads. There were discarded beer bottles, glasses and even a large empty bottle of champagne lying around the hot tub. I was freezing so I swung my legs over the side and descended into the bubbly warmth of the Jacuzzi. Soon I was warm again and I looked around. No one was having sex, strangely. Everyone was just singing, swimming and generally pissing about.
    After around 10 minutes Holly announced drunkenly, “Okay I’m up for another round. Anyone else?” Justin and Jack willingly volunteered. So they sat up on the side of the tub and Holly took Justin’s massive erection into her warm mouth while she used one hand to rub and massage Jack’s. After 5 minutes Justin looked like he was ready to cum. As he was about to be pushed over the edge Holly withdrew and gave Jack the same treatment, while slowly rubbing Justin’s cock. Soon Jack was also ready to shoot and so she withdrew again and gave both their cocks a big wet lick. This sent them both over the edge. Soon there was two jets of white cream hitting Holly everywhere. It hit her face, her hair, in her mouth and on her gorgeous tits. When Justin and Jack finished Gemma helped Holly lick all the semen off.
    When Holly was clean again, Jack moved over to Justin and sat on his lap facing him, interlocking their legs together. This then meant that both their solid cocks standing to attention next to each other like Mr. and Mrs. Penis. Holly then swung her leg over their cocks so that she was facing Jack, her awaiting pussy hovering over the two solid pieces of meat. While Jack sucked on her dark nipples, she turned to give Justin a long wet kiss. She then turned back round to give Jack the same. She then started to lower herself onto the two patiently waiting penises. Justin and Jack both used one hand to position their cocks, Jack aiming for her pussy, Justin at her ass. As Holly lowered enough so that both cock heads were inside her two holes, she winced and moaned at the same time. She went lower and lower until all of both the dicks were all the way in her. She then pulled herself back up again and then slammed right back down again. She kept doing this, getting faster and faster. As her pace quickened, Justin and Jack started thrusting their hips into her holes as she moaned and squealed even louder.
    After a while I heard the inevitable grunts and moans to signify them all cumming. As their thrusting got slower they started squelching as they moved together. I could see white creamy fluid pouring out of Holly’s pussy and ass and into the bubbly hot water. Gemma swam over and swallowed the water and semen in one large gulp. Holly then lifted herself off of the cocks and cleaned Justin’s and Jack’s cocks for them. Gemma then went over to Holly and thoroughly licked out her pussy and asshole, slurping up all of the salty juices. They then shared a full on passionate lesbian kiss, trading the juices. When the kiss broke I saw them both swallow deeply and that was the end of the threesome.


  • Dr Strangelust

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    A sexy young student nurse comes under the spell of a mysterious writer.

    What started out as a flight of fancy for twenty-one-year old student nurse Emma Davis was fast developing into a dangerous obsession. No sooner had she finished reading the latest instalment of Dr Strangelust’s ongoing saga than she was busily firing off an e-mail, her tiny sloppy fingers slipping all over the keys. ~Oh gosh, Dr Strangelust, Chapter IV made me the wettest yet…I’m literally trembling with desire~

    The cute redhead paused momentarily, reading back the words, her words, yet words it was almost impossible to believe she had just typed. Her mind must surely have blanked momentarily, for never would she have mentioned that sort of thing to one of her most trusted lovers, let alone a virtual stranger. And not only was he a virtual stranger, judging by the stories he posted, Dr Strangelust was possibly the nastiest, sickest. filthiest and most deranged sex fiend on Planet Earth. Despite all that, Emma felt an overwhelming urge to continue the email. ~Please, please, please, please, please post the next episode – and quick! Love Emma x~

    She looked again at the message, barely recognising words that were surely more akin to some naive knicker-wetting schoolgirl’s first crush than a grown woman who really ought to know better. Arriving at a compromise between logic and lust, Emma erased a couple of the ‘pleases’ so as not to appear overly desperate, allowing a finger ingrained and scented with her inner juices to hover over the return key. You can’t send that, the cogent recesses of her keen brain contested, yet the treacherous digit touched the keypad anyway, sending the message spiralling into cyberspace. Little did Emma realise, as her heart pounded furiously how her life would follow a similar downward spiral over the coming days.

    That task out of the way, Emma lay back on the bed and enjoyed a dreamy half-hour snooze before being awoken once more by lust. Ingesting more of the Good Doctor’s online prose, savouring every phrase and nuance like a gourmet of erotica, these were sentences that soaked to the very core, not just getting inside her head but her entire soul. Over the past week the young nurse had discovered sensuous nerve ends in places she never thought existed, from the very tips of her tingly toes to the ends of her hair that seemed to dance with electricity. When she read his words, her whole body took on a rosy glow.

    And what a lovely body it was. Standing just 5’2 in her favourite white pumps, the demure redhead had been blessed with a deliciously curvaceous pair of boobs and the peachiest bottom. If Michelangelo could have sculpted the perfect woman, Emma would have been on the shortlist. Small and agile, past lovers had marvelled in tossing her sexy body easily around the bed. “Oh Doctor, Doctor, Doctor,” she sighed aloud, having absorbing a few more sentences of the story before clamping shut her eyes to visualise the scene.

    So powerful was the writing she seemed to have no choice than to allow her imagination to run wild, almost as if it was beyond her control. Brainwashing had never felt so good! Yet what made the story all the more erotic and personalised was that the main character was also called Emma. Coincidence perhaps, it was that connection that had drawn her to it in the first instance, subsequently hooked her in and, from that point forward, kept her completely rapt over four soaking wet chapters.

    Yet, looking back wistfully, it seemed much longer than a week ago that she’d discovered the EMC (Erotic Mind Control) Writers’ Site in the browsing history, after Kara had borrowed her laptop. Evidently her housemate was a fan of Dr Strangelust’s story too.

    Fast reaching its stark and uncompromising conclusion, however, apart from a shared name, the main character could hardly be more different. An unfulfilled housewife of twenty-six, the story’s heroine had taken to corresponding with a prisoner called Max Jenner who was serving an eight-year stretch for aggravated rape. Though Emma (the one in story that is) found herself naturally appalled by the crime, secretly she craved the danger. Having developed a relationship through postal exchanges, the lonely homemaker constantly fantasised about being with Max and what he might do to her upon his release.

    For some unaccountable reason, that struck a chord with her namesake, the reader, though the young nurse probably wouldn’t have cared to admit it in public – had she not drunk so heavily one night a couple of weeks back…

    Though they’d been together in the shared house for several months, Emma and her housemates had engaged in minimal socialising. At twenty-one, she had deferred going into the medical profession for two years to enjoy instead the pleasures of travelling whilst still young enough. Hence, she was a little older than the other four with whom she shared the huge gothic-looking house. But, on that particular night, she’d been persuaded to go out to celebrate Rick’s birthday. The pub inevitably led to a nightclub and, arriving back home collectively plastered, a drunken game of Truth or Dare ensued among the quintet.

    Harmless fun at first, unsurprisingly the topics took a decidedly naughty turn after the vodka came out, finding a way around to secret unfulfilled fantasies. Jess and David, who during their time in the house had become an item, confessed almost in unison to a threesome fantasy. Sadly, Jess favoured an MMF whilst David an FFM. Consequently, by morning the idea had turned as cold as the coffee left on the mantelpiece overnight.

    Attention then turned to the other female housemate, Kara, a petite black bisexual with closely braided hair, big brown eyes and full-on lips. Known to be bisexualWhen cajoled into revealing her secret unfulfilled desire, eventually she confided harbouring exhibitionist fantasies, particularly a craving to have sex in a public place or the great outdoors, risking discovery. The black beauty shuffled her backside to give her moist labia air to breathe, the delicious thought having travelled quickly from brain to pussy.

    With Kara’s revelation literally out in the open, all eyes turned expectantly to Emma. She stammered and blushed then, when barracked for holding back, admitted that Kara’s fantasy appealed to her too. In fact, the very idea of exhibitionism had made her very hot and very wet indeed. Yet it was unoriginal and the others berated her harshly, bemoaning a lack of imagination and forcing the pretty young redhead to come up with a fresh idea to satisfy their curiosity.

    As Emma mulled it over, birthday boy Rick, the youngest and quietest of the group made a drunken confession that forced them all to view him in a whole new light. His desire, he confided, was to have his very own sex slave. The others guffawed somewhat cruelly and even Emma found herself giggling at the irony. The poor lad was such a wet blanket, he couldn’t even find a girlfriend, let alone one willing to pander to his every whim. “Aww, don’t be so cruel,” she said compassionately. “It is his birthday.”

    The words bought her time as she agonised. But the break was short lived, all eyes leering her way expectantly. Despite her drunken state, it hadn’t escaped Emma that, as the fantasies progressed around the group, they’d become ever more daring, not to say extreme: a threesome from Jess and David – fairly standard fare, exhibitionism – a little kinkier, a sex slave – pretty wild, if unlikely. How on earth could she top that?

    Then a thought came to mind, quickly dismissed. No, she couldn’t admit to that, could she? But somehow she found herself doing so. The words didn’t actually seem to come from her own mouth or, if they had, they were intercepted somewhere between brain and vocal chords, as she confessed to the rape fantasy she’d harboured since the age of thirteen. The others’ breaths held tight, eyes wide open, Emma elucidated how it might be a burglar or a stranger that found her alone in the house one night and had his evil way, against her will. Immediately the fantasy had been aired, she regretted having been so candid, dashing straight to bed to hide her shame beneath the covers.

    That had been a fortnight ago and they’d all stayed sober-ish since so nothing further had been spoken. As Emma slouched on the bed revisiting Chapter IV of Dr Strangelust’s erotic tale whilst busily pleasuring herself a second time, she couldn’t help but imagine that was her in the story, a delicious thought.

    A series of twists and turns along the way, the heroine of the story was eagerly awaiting the outcome of Max the rapist’s interview with the parole board. A favourable outcome and he could be a free man within days. The neglected housewife could almost feel his muscular body on top of hers, smell his overpowering sweat and feel his presence. God only knew what years of pent-up lust could do to an incarcerated man. The student nurse reading the story felt it too, flicking her clit repeatedly with an urgent fingertip as the words dazzled her brain.

    Yet, as the story progressed, Max was denied parole, still deemed a threat to women by the doctors and psychologists monitoring his case. Devastated, in a cruel twist of fate, the sex-starved heroine allowed herself to be fucked senseless by the estranged husband she abhorred, simply to stem the burgeoning desires. It helped in a way that he hated her, the thrusts into her wanton cunt deep and uncaring, rough and painful. As he pumped viciously, she imagined it was Max the rapist fucking her senseless. When her husband bit her neck, slapped her arse and called her a dirty fucking whore, she came harder than in eight years of marriage.

    Deep down, Emma the character didn’t want Max at all, pandering purely to lonrliness, lust and crazy fantasies. In fact, if she happened to meet such a vile misogynist as Max, she’d have run a mile. Planning to cease corresponding with him soon, she was secretly relieved to hear the parole had been rejected.

    Yet could she really expect to escape his clutches that easily when, over years of correspondence and careful grooming, Max had built up such a close profile of his lustful female pen pal that he knew more or less her daily routine and whereabouts? The last sentence forced the reading Emma to experience a second incredible orgasm that evening that jolted her whole body. Just when the housewife thought she’d heard no more, a letter arrived from Max. The usual smalltalk, sexual fantasy and general claptrap dispensed with, the convict reported somewhat alarmingly: ‘Just so you know, my darling, I’ve gone over the wall. We’ll be together soon.’

    The student nurse came down off the orgasmic high, mouthing to herself guiltily: “Oh gosh, the bitch deserves all she gets, the filthy little pricktease. I bet Max is going to fuck her senseless whether she likes it or not.”

    Part V of the story couldn’t come soon enough. Looking down, she blushed at the gooey puddle on the duvet between her legs. That was the effect Dr Strangelust had on her every time.

    After doing some washing and ironing, Emma returned guitily to the laptop. Exhaling hard, she saw that her email inbox had one new item in it. Despite three similar pieces of feedback sent after previous chapters, this was the first time she’d actually been deigned with a reply. She imagined Dr Strangelust must have thousands of fans all over the world.

    Emma’s heart pounded hard into an ample left breast, her brow was glazed and her fingers shook over the return button. A tentative push and the message filled the screen. As she read, Emma savoured the words, hearing his voice – or the voice she imagined, all baritone and confident – in her head. ~Thank you for your messages of support, Emma~ the first line read, and she shook at the mere mention of her name from one so revered and who’d quickly attained iconic status in her life. ~I’m glad to hear you’re enjoying my story~

    “Oh I am,” she mouthed aloud, tonguetip gliding over a set of pearly white teeth. Other parts of her body coming alive, she was unable to resist the temptation to touch her heaving breasts. Cupping beneath their generous expanse, the horny little redhead pushed the two orbs together to form an imperious-looking cleavage in the partially unbuttoned blouse.

    ~Feedback like yours makes it all worthwhile~ continued the message. ~In fact it’s the lifeblood, if you like, of us amateur writers~

    Oh, you couldn’t have put it any better, she thought to herself, apart from the ‘amateur’ bit. For in her opinion this was a true professional at work and one for whom she would gladly pay good money to read more. “You’re welcome, so welcome,” she groaned, thumb and forefinger clamping tight upon a left nipple that was as pink and perky as a puppy’s nose.

    The erect teat throbbed like crazy as Emma rolled it first one way then the other, marvelling at the feel of her own hands. A thousand, maybe more, times she’d done this to herself in the past, but never before with the intensity experienced now and over the past seven days. It was as if the Good Doctor’s own sure fingers were on her bulging nipples. That thought alone nearly pushed her over the edge for the third time in as many hours.

    ~Rest assured I’m busy writing the next instalment and it won’t be long, I promise~ he typed.

    Emma found her right hand roving, almost of its own accord, down the flat plane of her belly. Reaching the elasticated panty hem, a set of unrestrained fingers ventured inside to make the guilt-ridden though not unexpected discovery that she was soaked through again. The crotch of the panties glued fast to a sticky little shaven vagina, the eager digits eased down inside. Aroused beyond return, a third orgasm pulsed through her body before she’d even the chance to touch the rapidly-swelling clit.

    ~If you sign up to the link below, perhaps we can chat on a one-to-one basis?~

    Emma clicked on the link immediately to reveal an adult chatroom. Thereafter she spent a few minutes creating a profile she hoped Dr Strangelust would approve of. Her user name was wetemma21, an apt choice. A cursory glance at the members’ menu revealed none that fitted the Good Doctor’s profile but, just to make absolutely sure, she typed a public message: ~Dr Strangelust, are you here?~

    A dozen replies came back from various assorted desperate perverts, none of whom matched the wit or intellect of the only man she had a desire to converse with. Early evening still, she decided to return later. But for now she needed a nice hot bath to cleanse away the stickiness and to soothe the soreness caused by incessant fingering. Wrapping around a light airy kimono, she tiptoed off.

    Chillout music spilled from Jess’ room opposite, along with a soft green light that glowed around the circumference of the door. Doubtless the lucky bitch was entertaining David again, his room at the end of the landing blackened and deserted. Glancing around guiltily, Emma placed an ear against the door, serenaded by the sound of nocturnal activity, rhythmic bedsprings and light desirous moaning. It was almost enough to prompt her to reach for her pussy once more, were it not so sore.

    Creeping down the stairs, she passed Kara’s room, then Rick’s, both unoccupied, the first floor of the shared house as quiet as a library. Hopefully that meant some nice long and undisturbed soaking time. Which was exactly what she did, the soap wonderful as it caressed her body like a fine layer of duckling feathers. Despite the ache, a finger slid once more into her slick love-hole, amid thoughts of Dr Stangelust and their imminent online liaison.

    Having enjoyed a bounteous half-hour among the suds and the equivalent time doing her hair and painting her nails, it was almost as if she was preparing to go out on a date. Ready at last, Emma addressed the laptop with a deep inhalation. Yet sadly there was still no show from her elusive suitor, forcing the wanton nurse to go randomly surfing the net in search of fulfilment. Yet, even the more extreme porn sites with their quasi-rape and domination themes did little to satiate her burgeoning needs.

    As another tiresome hour passed, the other housemates arrived home at intervals, doors downstairs banging as Emma grew ever more frustrated by the Doctor’s non-show. When a further half-hour elapsed, she was on the verge of calling it a day when something weird happened. Emma nearly jumped out of her skin as the screen erupted in a lightning flash and a message appeared in its wake, inviting her to a private room. It had to be him. It could only be him. Stealing a deep breath, the hyperventilating redhead tentatively accepted the invite, finding emmawet21 in Dr S’s Dungeon.

    Awestruck, the first thing that met her gaze was his avatar, a freaky white skull with piercing red holes for eyes that flashed as they bore into hers like red hot pokers. It was really quite disconcerting and not a little unnerving, yet she found it hard to look away.

    ~Glad you could make it, Emma~

    Her heart thumped like a metronome and she felt dizzy and disorientated. ~Hi, thanks~ she replied, finding her fingers and feeling somewhat timid in his presence. It would be no understatement to say she was mightily relieved to have the comfort and anonymity of the screen as a barrier between them.

    ~No, thank you~ he came back.

    She chose her words carefully, anxious not to sound like a hopeless schoolgirl with a crush. ~Well I absolutely love your writing, so it’s all true~ she typed, smiling nervously.

    Taking a deep breath, she suddenly felt thoroughly mesmerised by the flickering red dots at the centre of that freakish skull. It was getting right inside her head, making her nauseous. Overawed and a little lost for words, Emma went into autopilot: ~God knows how you come up with all those ideas~

    ~Years of practice~ came the response.

    Emma pursed her lips appreciatively. That sounded good. So much she wanted to find out about the man, she wasn’t sure how to go about it without seeming crass. There were certain things she preferred in a man, especially if he happened to be a sexy older guy that would be awesome. Local too would be nice, but if not local, at least somewhere in England. From everything she’d gleaned, from the maturity of his writing to the nostalgic retro of his punny screen name, he had to fit the first criteria, somewhere perhaps in the forty-plus age bracket. As to location, whilst he wrote in the language, that didn’t necessarily make him English.

    They bantered back and forth, mainly about his story and how much it had affected Emma, and within ten minutes, it occurred to her how much she’d given away about herself in idle chit-chat and how little she’d gleaned about him. A usually sensible young woman, it did not go amiss how, in the story, the main character, the other Emma, had more or less given away to Max the rapist virtually everything about herself. There was enough information for him to track her down if he so desired, or when he so desired. The student nurse shivered at the thought and reminded herself to be more careful.

    ~So where are you from?~ she enquired, trying desperately to redress the balance.

    There was a pause and she agonised whether it had been the right thing to ask. Yet she had to know, for peace of mind if nothing else.

    ~A long, long way away from you, as far away as it’s possible to be~

    Her heart sunk. ~America, no Australia? I thought as much~ she typed, part relief, part disappointment at the revelation.

    A lull in the conversation as she chose her upcoming words carefully, Emma was drawn once more to the hypnotic blinking red eyes of the skull. In an odd way they made her relax but, in another, really edgy. Yet there was no escape, for even when she looked away from the screen, the image was burned indelibly on her brain like a white-hot filament.

    ~You want to swap pictures?~ she asked.

    ~Yeah, sure~

    Before Emma could work out how to upload an image, the skull avatar disappeared, to be replaced by the face of a middle-aged man. Passable without inducing the wow factor on first sight, it was the face an older man nonetheless. Just a shame he was so far away.

    ~Very nice~ she replied, as much out of politeness as anything.

    ~Glad you like~

    ~Oh I do, I like older men~

    With that, the face faded away and the skull returned, its eyes burning more intensely than ever.

    ~So, do you have a picture?~ he prompted

    Emma followed the instructions carefully, airing the picture of her as a bridesmaid at a friend’s wedding, taken the previous summer. Auburn hair piled up high and hands clutching the bouquet, she looked decidedly pretty and with a carefree air.

    Dr S seemed to agree. ~Pretty picture~

    ~Thanks. Here’s a more recent one~ she typed, substituting the wedding photo for one of the five housemates taken at the club they’d attended on Rick’s birthday.

    ~Your friends?~

    ~My housemates. We’re all training to be nurses and doctors, just like you~ she responded, relaxing just a little under the glare of the skull before providing him with a brief synopsis of each housemate.

    Suddenly the tone changed markedly, the smalltalk swept aside when he enquired: ~So, have you slept with any of them?~

    ~Gosh, no~ she responded. ~I’m not that kind of girl~

    ~Oh, so what kind are you then, Emma?~

    ~A good girl, of course~

    ~A good girl, huh?~

    Emma could almost feel the mocking in his ‘tone’. It made her feel uncomfortable.

    ~So, answer me this Emma: do good girls chat to complete strangers with their hands halfway down their panties?~

    Taken aback, the nurse’s bottom lip quivered and her eyes welled up with salty tears. Yet it was true, a palm was cupped around her pussy, knuckles outlined in the panties. It was almost as if he could see her through those flashing red eyes on the screen. Before she could offer words of protest, he enquired: ~So, does it feel good?~

    ~Yes, very good~ she conceded almost without thinking.

    ~So wetemma21 is an apt name then?~

    ~Yes~ she admitted, for to claim anything else would have been a lie, her fingertips soaked.

    Upping the ante, he suggested: ~Why don’t you rub yourself harder and imagine that’s my strong hands all over you~

    “Oh gosh, yesssssss!” she groaned out loud.

    ~So, how about you and I play a game to get to know one another better?~

    Emma’s eyes slanted. ~What sort of game?~ she typed.

    ~A fun one. Ever played Truth or Dare?~

    ~Yes~ she confessed guiltily, thinking back to the revealing game in the aftermath of Rick’s party.

    ~Okay, ladies first, ask away~

    All of a sudden, Emma found her mind a total blank. ~No, you start~

    He wasted no time getting to the point: ~Okay, Emma, when was the last time you had sex?~

    She didn’t need to think too hard, the date was practically etched on her brain. It was an unfulfilling experience with a younger poseur-type during the first weeks of university. ~Eight months ago~ came the reply.

    ~That’s a long time for a sexy young girl to endure~

    ~Yes I know~

    A brief pause followed. ~So, have you thought of a question for me yet?~

    Emma agonised. As soon as something came to mind, it seemed to go as quickly. ~No, sorry~

    ~Okay, question two to me then. Let’s see. Okay, how often do you masturbate, Emma?~

    The pretty redhead exhaled before typing the response: ~Once every couple of days I guess~

    ~Emma. The game is called TRUTH or Dare~

    The nurse blushed a shade of maroon before confessing: ~Three, maybe four times a day…but only since I started reading your stories~

    ~Well it’s only natural~

    ~Yes I know. Look, I still can’t think of anything I want to ask you~ she revealed, brain a void.

    ~Right, another question to me then. Mmm yes. Okay, if you had to have sex with one of your four housemates, which would it be and why?~

    Emma looked down at the screen. The group photo was still in the display, doubtless having prompted his question. ~Remember Emma, total truth~ he added menacingly.

    The auburn haired beauty exhaled hard, stumped by the question. At the same time she was unable to prevent her pussy from becoming ever wetter, with the mere thought. And whether she touched it or not, the damn thing just seemed to fizz and ooze, expelling copious amounts of precious love juice. Composing, she mused upon the Good Doctor’s dilemma. Actually, none of them really appealed as a potential sex partner, all far too young and close to home. But if she had to choose one…

    Working through methodically, she could rule out Rick straight away – he was just too geeky and nerdish, so not her type. She needed a dominant kind of man, if at all. Jess and David were virtually inseparable meaning opportunities would be strictly limited. That, she supposed, left just Kara. Before her sticky fingers could reach over to type, Dr S sent a message: ~The black girl, yes?~

    Her jaw dropped. ~Yes, how did you know? Can you read my mind or something?~

    At that moment something strange happened, something so strange it left her agog. The skull avatar shook from side to side and laughed out loud, a deep booming roar that made Emma’s heart flutter and flesh go all goose-pimply.

    ~The power of deduction~ the reply read.

    ~But I don’t really like other girls~ she contested.

    ~Oh? Never been with one before?~

    Emma found herself revealing far more than she intended. Yet she seemed to have little control over her actions. ~No, not all the way. Not even a bit of the way. Kara and I did kiss on Rick’s birthday, but that was just messing around~

    ~Did it feel good?~

    Now he came to mention it… ~Yes it did~ she conceded guiltily, fingers dancing around her clit.

    ~Look Emma, I have to go shortly~

    ~Oh, you can’t stay a little longer?~ she complained before it dawned that America or Australia or wherever he was was in a completely different time zone. ~Sorry, I forgot you’re so far away. Though it does feel like you’re right here with me~

    ~Yes, it does for me too. That’s the power of the mind, Emma. Never let anyone tell you the penis or the vagina is the most powerful sex organ. For me it’s the brain~

    ~Yeah, I guess so~ she conceded, the concept forcing her to ponder deeply.

    ~Okay, quickly Emma, a truth question from you to me before I leave?~

    The flashing red eyes held her entranced and Emma found once more that her mind had gone a complete blank. ~Maybe I can think about it and ask you next time?~

    ~Sure. Well I’m going to leave you with a dare, Emma~

    ~A dare?~

    ~Yes, and I want for you to tell me about it when you awake tomorrow morning, okay?~

    ~Okay~ she acceded, finding herself in a totally suggestible state of mind as the red eyes flickered with the intensity of a nuclear meltdown alarm.

    ~Earlier you admitted you’d sleep with Kara over the rest of your housemates, yes? So, for your dare I’d like you to seduce Kara tonight~

    What? Her brain screamed. Tonight? Now? He must be crazy. ~Yes, okay I’ll do it~ her fingers typed treacherously, eyes bulging when she read it back on the screen.

    ~Good. Tomorrow morning, come and tell me all about it in great detail. Bye for now~

    With that the screen blackened and emmawet21 found herself back in the lobby. The two fingers inside her pussy soon induced a shattering fourth orgasm that rocked her whole body.

    Five minutes after closing down and having composed, Emma remembered the dare. She had a wary feeling that if she made up a story about seducing Kara, he’d know she was lying. It was better to be honest and face the consequences than lie, she decided. If Kara rebuffed her, so be it, at least she’d tried. And anyway, she was horny as hell, her libido in overdrive.

    Wrapping in the kimono, she crept out onto the landing to undertake the dare almost like it was the most natural thing in the world to do. At least the task was made all the easier by the fact that Kara was a real insomniac, always the last to bed, and a confirmed bisexual.

    Accustomed to her own company at this advanced hour, the black beauty was dressed – if it could be called dressed – in a tight white t-shirt and little pink panties. Her gazelle-like brown legs stretched down to a pair of cute size three feet, complete with the dinkiest toes imaginable. Though Kara had admitted publicly to being bisexual, Emma harboured grave reservations about the task ahead. “Damn you for making me do this, Dr Strangelust, she mumbled beneath her breath, sporting just the kimono that had a tendency to open at the middle every so often to reveal the fulsome bosom.

    Taking a seat opposite her housemate, Emma explained that tonight she wasn’t her usual tired self. And it was true, that vaginal workout with the Good Doctor was the equivalent of downing six cans of Red Bull. She was like a coiled spring unleashed, practically bouncing off the walls whilst tottering down the stairs. The airy kimono sagging at the front to display her assets, pussy in a permanent state of moistened anticipation, Emma felt a complete and utter slut. Kara could probably smell her lustful arousal from there. Catching sight of the pleasant surprise that sat opposite, it wasn’t long before the other girl was feeling equally as horny, a desirous grin appearing on an otherwise cherubic face.

    Yet Kara wasn’t the only one in the house that night who would enjoy a pleasant surprise. For, as he returned from the kitchen having preparing a nightcap of cocoa and hot milk, geeky housemate Rick happened to glance into the sitting room. As he did, he witnessed Emma, the wrap loose, tits bouncing like softballs, shuffling across the carpet on her knees towards Kara. Stopping in his tracks, the nerdy and inexperienced teenager could barely believe his eyes.

    Without a word, Emma reached out to Kara’s beautiful bare foot, stroking lovingly across the top before lifting it to her lips and blowing into the gaps between the toes. The merest breath caused Kara to issue a guttural groan. Puckering up, the kneeling Emma kissed each tiny black toe in turn. Grinning wantonly, she pushed out her tongue and licked the ball of her housemate’s underfoot before taking the big toe between her lips and sucking upon it like it was a stubby cock.

    Shuffling on the sofa like she had ants in her pants, Kara went quickly into rapture, spine arching and head tossed back to let out a contented sigh. As it rolled from side to side, she happened to glance upon Rick who, craving to get close, had inched the door open and snook inside. His face turned a deep scarlet at the embarrassing discovery, though thankfully luck was on his side.

    Perhaps not wishing to break the spell as Emma’s lips travelled seductively up her instep, around the ankle and to the calf, the cute black girl placed a finger vertically to her smiling lips. Quickly getting the message, the awkward teenaged voyeur took a half-step back into the shadows, overjoyed that he would be allowed to continue watching the wondrous girl-on-girl seduction. But then again, with Kara’s self-confessed exhibitionist tendencies, anything less would have been a travesty.

    On the carpet, Emma elevated from the knees, flicking a few stray red hairs behind each ear and looking inquisitively at Kara for the green light to continue. A lustful dip of the chin and a wanton pout provided all the confirmation Emma needed. With that she crouched once more, continuing the snail-like trail of kissing and licking up her housemate’s angular leg.

    Getting into the hot scene in a huge way, over Emma’s head Kara gestured towards Rick, her hand making an up-down coffee-shaking motion and causing his eyes to bulge. He could hardly believe she wanted him to masturbate. Compliantly, however, he reached inside his joggers to the rock hard prick within and gave it a good tug before letting the bottoms slide down. Kara smiled appreciatively his way as a blissfully ignorant Emma continued to kiss up the dark inner thigh, stopping only to nuzzle teasingly.

    For Kara’s benefit as much as his own, Rick began a slow, leisurely stroke, foreskin moving back and forth over a purple head that was glazed in precum. He was rewarded with a sensuous lick of the lips from Kara that just about surpassed anything in his wildest dreams. For a moment he contemplated taking things further and joining them, until the stern look from Kara told him in no uncertain terms to keep his distance. Frankly though he was only too happy to comply for the chance to witness this.

    Turning her attention back towards Emma, Kara ran a long set of painted white talons through the other girl’s chestnut hair, raking the scalp. It was the signal for Emma to leave the fleshy thigh and finally feast upon the delight that nestled in the apex. Reaching up, the horny redhead took hold of the panties by the waistand, glided them down her housemate’s thighs and over her knees, letting them fall to her feet. In a balletic motion, Kara kicked the knickers away, landing at Rick’s feet. Bending, he picked up the discarded undies, bringing the crotch to his face and inhaling the scent of aroused Afro-Caribbean pussy whilst tugging furiously at his hard cock.

    As the black beauty moved her legs apart, a delicious crack was revealed. Open ever so slightly, the tasty-looking pink flesh within resembled a slice cut in a watermelon. Emma took a final gaze up into Kara’s eyes for reassurance before placing her hands on her housemate’s thighs and leaning in. In response, the other girl pushed her legs further outwards, bum elevating so that the slit split wider to reveal more of the juicy red inner cunt flesh.

    Though she’d never been with another girl before, barely contemplated it even, Emma knew exactly what made her feel good, and thus she resolved simply to replicate it. At first she took little more than a tentative kiss in the centre, teasing Kara no end as she drew back, pecked lightly and drew back once more. Growing a little bolder, she placed her mouth firmly to Kara’s pussy lips. The warm and buttery cunt felt exquisite as she enjoyed a whole new flavour experience. Every fold of Kara’s perfect pussy seemed to quiver as Emma kissed and delved. Desperate to please the younger yet more experienced girl, Emma pushed her tongue through centre of her teeth, searching desperately. Her nose, so close to the other girl’s clit it almost touched, was filled with delicious essence.

    The sexy redhead adjusted, taking a deep breath followed by long and sensuous licks at the other girl’s crack, roving ever more deeply. Each time she came up for air, there was a thick coating of juice on her tongue and lips. Thumbing her nipples as she lay back, Kara worked her hips in a slow, sensual rhythm, enjoying the stimulation of the novice’s oral attention. Though she was excreting love fluids somewhat alarmingly, Kara remained calm and relaxed, giving little clue to her heightened state of arousal. That in turn made Emma more excited, marvelling at the self-control, more determined than ever to drive her housemate crazy with desire.

    In fact, the only clue came from Kara’s grip, tightening in Emma’s hair as if she wanted to pull the older girl right up inside her. Angling for a more favourable approach, the lovely redhead guided her tongue directly towards a highly swollen and very visible clit. The pointy tip made contact and Emma lashed back and forth with purpose, very nearly causing the other girl to uproot a huge clump of hair as she battled to retain her composure.

    Manoeuvring her lips around the prominent nub, Emma slurped with real purpose, finally sending Kara into a frenzied state from which there could be no return. She was rewarded with a glob of the black beauty’s musky juice, which she savoured on her tongue like a melting truffle, before diving back in eagerly. Kara pushed her thighs as far apart as possible, craving deeper penetration. Emma licked and slurped, licked and slurped, until her tongue was sore and she was almost sick from the taste. Yet it had the desired effect, conferring upon Kara an orgasm that later she would confide was the most powerful she’d ever known. The room was filled with the aroma of excited pussy and Kara’s heavy breathing.

    As Emma rose back onto her knees and gulped in air, the mesmerised Rick ducked back out of sight, fist unerring on the hard shaft. Rocking forward, Kara issued a sly glance aside in his direction, before leaning further in to kiss Emma full on the mouth. She made a point of running her tongue all around the other girl’s lips and inside her mouth, savouring her own pussy juices on Emma’s lips and tongue. At the same time, she reached down to lift Emma’s ample boobs into her palms, kneading the undersides firmly. As they kissed, velveteen lengths of tongue lashing, the redhead’s groans of lust became muffled. Hands compressing tightly around the gorgeous orbs, Kara squeezed meaningfully, sending Emma into a frenzy. As she rocked back on her knees, spine arched, Kara ducked down to suck hard at each throbbing nipple till they threatened to explode.

    Before Emma fully realised what was happening, a hand had found its way deftly between her legs, two fingers working in out of the wet slit to the knuckle, whilst the thumb circled firmly over her swollen clit. Every so often a long talon would scrape the sensitive button, causing Emma to squeal with unmitigated joy. Inhibitions shot to pieces, body a slave to lust, as Kara leaned forward they kissed passionately, tongues swirling.

    Drawing back, a brief moment of clarity assailed Emma. All of this was Dr Strangelust’s doing. And despite the distance, she could feel his presence in the room like a ghost, all-encompassing and controlling. As the strange sense of hedonism began to wear off just a little, every now and then Emma would wake up to what was happening and agonise for a nanosecond, before being drawn back in again to Kara by lust and the overwhelming urge for fulfilment.

    Besides, Kara wouldn’t have entertained a premature end, even if Emma begged and pleaded with her to stop. She wanted the auburn haired beauty to share what she’d enjoyed moments earlier: the orgasm of her life. Extending her arms, the black girl pushed Emma forcefully back onto the carpet. Pushing Emma’s knees outwards, thighs almost flat, before she had time to contemplate, Kara’s face was between her thighs, ardently returning the favour. She lapped like a lovely little black kitten, sending Emma’s body into uncontrollable spasms. It wasn’t long before she too was gushing obscenely and gazing up at the ceiling, eyes glazed.

    And then, as she was forced ever closer, the panting turned to wails, low and guttural at first but increasing by each firm long lick. Her hands reaching up to take a hold of Emma’s tits for leverage, Kara burrowed, tonguetip delving into the deepest vaginal recesses it could find. Moaning crazily, Emma thrashed from side to side, lifting her buttocks. No less than the fifth orgasm that night, she was not to be disappointed, body jerking crazily as she squirted Kara’s pretty brown face.

    As the climactic high retracted, out of her peripheral vision, Emma’s glance chanced upon Rick’s shadow then, elevating her eyes, she witnessed a hand thrusting so furiously back into a midriff it looked as if he was trying to stab himself. The shame hit her hard like a slap to the face though there was little time for it to fester. Almost immediately, a thick rope of cum spurted forth, lassoing across the room and pooling mere inches from her prone body. With that, the filthy little nerd tugged up the joggers and disappeared off like a thief in the night.

    As Emma lay flat, inflated chest rising and falling alarmingly, Kara rose and blew a kiss goodnight, before leaving her housemate deep in reflection. The thrill having quickly worn off and, with her sensible everyday persona back, a pensive Emma realised she couldn’t carry on living like this. For all his allure, Dr Strangelust was nothing short of a nasty manipulator. In the morning, she planned to sever all ties, getting rid of the laptop if need be to return to how things were before the story turned her life upside down. Little did she comprehend at that moment that she was in as deep as her namesake was in the tale.

    After six hours of disturbed semi-sleep, waking the following morning, Emma found she just didn’t have the strength of will to do it. Nor, she convinced herself, had she the inclination. Desperate to know what was going to happen to Emma in the story, she checked if Part V had been posted overnight. Frustratingly it hadn’t.

    But more importantly than what was going to happen to Emma in the story, what was going to happen to the real Emma now that Dr Stangelust had her completely under his spell? Like a mindless zombie she signed into the site as ordained the previous night, met almost immediately by that overbearing skull and its flickering red eyes. A little warily at first, she recounted for the benefit of Dr S all she could recall of the lesbian encounter with Kara. By the end she was totally at his whim.

    ~So Emma, do you have a truth question for me yet?~

    The red eyes in the skull bore into a brain that was otherwise blank. ~No, Doctor~ she typed.

    ~Hmm, okay. I have something for you, another dare. I know you’re up to it~

    Another dare? Her heart pounded and her brain flashed a red alert, but her fingers paid no heed. ~Yes, Doctor~

    ~Good girl. Today I’d like you to wear to work your tightest top, shortest skirt and to leave your panties off~

    Emma went to protest but found she was unable, replying simply: ~Yes, Doctor, okay, I will~

    ~Now let me have your mobile phone number~

    Emma complied, trying desperately to combat the sinking feeling.

    ~Over the course of the day I will send you a series of commands by text. You must ensure to do exactly as I say, understand?~

    ~Yes Doctor~

    ~Good~

    Emma’s hand drifted idly between her legs. Already she was soaking wet and horny as hell and it was barely nine o’clock. She masturbated to a healthy climax before traipsing off to the shower. Like a drug, when the euphoria wore off, the melancholy intensified. And as the water infused her muddled brain, rare moments of clarity surfaced. What lie ahead began to truly bother her. She had a nasty feeling it was going to be a long day under Dr Strangelust’s control.

    Had the pretty young nurse realised just where it was all going to lead, she’d have locked herself in the bedroom until sundown.

    A follow-up is in the offing but, as ever, any comments or suggestions would be most welcome.