Author: admin

{This is partially based on True events. All my feelings, and all the things I tell you in this story, are all true. The sexual scenes are what id like to experience sometime soon. The names in this story have been changed. And I?m sure my grammar and spelling is 100% correct, Please don?t hesitate to correct me. Thank you for reading and I hope for your feed-back (negative/Positive) 🙂 }

I never really was too confident. I usually would spend all my time alone. But recently, I’ve been having new feelings. I’m straight, but I’m bi-curious. And I spend all my time in school fascinating about some of the girls, and not paying much interest in boys. My names Tyler, and my best friend Cayla is one year younger then me. Were both Females. I’m 15 and she’s 14, we live in the UK, England London. I’m about 5’9-10 she’s about 5’5.
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It was around November, nearing my birthday. I walked out of the cafeteria, brushed the crumbs off of my jacket, and walked through the playground. I heard someone screaming my name, and turn’t, only to receive a huge hug from Cayla, and her giggling. “Umm, hey Cayla? What’s up?” I asked, partially confused. “Weeeeelll, I passed!” she screamed and hugged me again. She had had a maths test and I had tutored her. “Well done Cayla! Congrats!” I said, hugging her again. That’s when I noticed her. A Blondish-brown haired girl, standing a few feet behind Cayla. She was looking at me. I could have sworn she had gone red, and ducked her head to face the floor. She was beautiful. About the same height as Cayla, Sky blue eyes, long eye-lashes, nice slim figure, small perky breasts, and a nice Bottom. (I don’t really like saying words like “Ass, or But” I think it’s partially rude, but hey, that’s just me) she was white, but had a tan, wouldn’t last very long in London though, with the weather being so crummy. But she stood out of the crowd, like a burst of sunshine. Like I said, she was Beautiful. Cayla grabbed my hand and pulled me back to her new friend. I could tell she was a new girl, she was very shy… “Hey Nikkie! This is Tyler, a very good friend of mine.” She said with a smile, and winked at me, I smiled back. I slowly extended my hand toward this “Nikkie”. “Hello Nikkie, Pleasure to meet you” I said. With a smile. She shook my hand and looked straight at me. I could have dropped dead on the spot. She was even more beautiful up close. Better then any celebrity, better then anything and or anyone. She was now my world. My mission and I would conker this world. “Hello, Tyler.” She said, smiling. Pearl white teeth! It just gets better and better. “Wow” I said under my breath, then straightened up, and let go of her hand. I couldn’t stop the feeling of wanting to hold her. Forever in my arms. Until I died, to not let harm come to this creature! What had come over me? I got a grip of myself, and managed a small smile. “Cayla” I said, turning toward her. “I’m going to have to go to science now” I said frowning “But ill meet you at the school gates after school” she smiled and grabbed me into a hug “See you then” she said. Kissing my cheek. I once again extended my hand to Nikkie. “Goodbye Nikkie. It was nice meeting you” I said, smiling, she took my hand and laughed “Like-wise” she said winking. That was it for me. She had stolen my heart, hidden it. And I would have to take hers in return.
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Later that evening I had a text come through on my phone. I started to read the text, it said;
‘Hey Tyler. It’s Nikkie. I hope you don’t mind me texting you. I got your number from Cayla. I just wondered if you were okay. You seemed to be in a bit of a hurry when you half walked half ran from us, ha-ha, so, how are you, and, why was that?’ I responded by phoning her. “Hello?” a voice breathed through on the other end. Once again I had to get a grip of myself. “Hello Nikkie. It was a pleasant surprise getting a text from you so late at night, I was about to go to sleep. But, I’m fine thank you and, I had to hurry to class, so I wasn’t late.” I said, a little lie, I actually was in a hurry to get away from Nikkie, before I had a cardiac-arrest. (Heart-Attack) “Oh, sorry to disturb you then. I’m fine too, and okay, I didn’t know that, I thought it may have been for some other reason but I’m stupid so” she chuckled “Hey! I was wondering, would you like to come round tomorrow? My parents are going away, for a while, and I need a friend to stay for the weekend. Would you like too?” My heart skipped a beat, I already knew my answer before she had finished. “Sure ill be there” I said, “goodnight” and hung up-not waiting for a response.
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The next day I woke up at around 8am, and decided to get ready as well as I could. I put on some deodorant – the expensive kind – blow dried and straightened my hair. I put on the best swagger look I could. Pink underwear, a nice Pink Top, Grey jumper, Grey jeans, Pink shoes and a pink hat.
I knocked on her door (I had gotten her address from Cayla) and stood as straight as I could, and I knew, no matter how good I looked or tried to look, I would never compare to this angel.
She answered the door wearing; blue top, white short, white socks (No trainers or shoes) and a blue jumper. “Nice swagger” I said laughing. She laughed too, her angelic laugh, which made me slow until I stopped laughing. My laugh wasn’t as good as hers either. “Would you like to come in? I’ve got a movie set up on the widescreen in the living room.” I chuckled, “yes, I would like to come in, that’s why I’m here” I said winking. I stepped through her door. I stepped out of my trainers and realised that I was considerably taller then her, around 4-5 inches. She walked through to the front room, and pressed play on the DVD player. She sat down on the settee, I slid down in front of it, onto the floor, and I didn’t even feel good enough to sit next to her. I sat with one leg extended forward and one bent upward, resting my hand on my knee and one on my thigh. Nikkie leant over the settee and looked at me, I looked up at her. “Tyler, sit next to me?” I smiled “I’m good on the floor thanks” I replied “Please?” she said, smiling, fluttering her eye lashes. Darn it! She got me. I couldn’t say no. “S-s-sure” I said, stuttering, as I got up to sit beside her, she leant back, with a smug look. She had something against me now. And she knew it….

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This is a story about a young and very naive white girl’s travels through submissive interracial sex and slavery. After reading about these terrible events in history her guilt has become an obsession to right the terrible wrongs that many young black girls had to endure as a slave over 150 years ago! She eventually sees herself as a white slave girl to black abusive slave owners, quite the reverse of what actually happened.

Sybil, A Story About Interracial Slavery

Chapter Two

Sybil’s next few days at college were a whirlwind of new things, people surroundings and college life. In her black African history class one of the first things that the female professor required was for her to write a believable story as to how it felt to be a shackled young slave girl in the 1850s. The fact that she was the only white female attending this college and a young, and very naive one at that , only added to her most interesting problems as the days progressed. This requirement coupled with one other fact of having no underwear not even a slip made things even more awkward and revealing leaving her with the most humiliating feelings of being a little sex slut that only added to the looks she got and the strange sexual feelings these looks had incurred.

All of her clothes were worn out hand me downs and the few long dresses ,along with the skirts and blouses she possessed, had been washed so many times that the material they were made from was quite thin and tight, allowing her young ample female charms to easily show through, thus enhancing how shapely she actually was. At first most just viewed her as someone different, the new white girl, but many especially the boy’s and those on the football team that looked a little closer began to take quite an interest in her.
Many of the young black girls disliked the attention she received as they viewed her as loose, provocative white competition, something they could not compete with. She had an incredible body that these young lads were quickly and easily drawn to. Word started to get around, and all of the gossip that went with it that she liked sex, especially interracial sex and that she openly expressed her interest in being a white slave girl to black men, much to the dismay of the young black coeds and that the gossip was true!

Sybil was quite uncomfortable in some respects at the looks and catty remarks that came from many of the girls and the lewd crude and sexually explicit ones offering all sorts of kinky sex from the boy’s! She was still oblivious to the fact that she was… an attractive, over developed young woman and her plain colorless clothes did little to hide the fact.

But men especially young college age men, let alone the fact that she wore no make up and her straight black hair had never been fixed up or professionally styled, plus her clothes were not any where close to what one would call fashionable. . None of this deterred from her shapely body. In some respects she may just as well have been wearing nothing as her breasts and especially her nipples were as plain as day! Also if there was any light at all from behind, the shape of her body left little to anyone’s imagination as her female form was clearly and sinfully silhouetted.

Each evening After several days of this new life, Triva would perform oral on Sybil much to the delight of both, after the crude humiliating comments from the girls and the in your face offers of sex from the boys Sybil, from both would be randy and ready for most anything. Sybil came into their dorm room one evening only to find Trivia laying on her bed naked playing with herself ? For Sybil this was different, she had been wondering about Trivia’s pussy and how hers might be different!
Triva said, Sybil come here I have something I want to show you? She sat down on the bed next to her older roommate and was for the first time able to see this older girl’s most appealing female treasure’s. To Sybil, at first glance the only difference seemed to be skin color, and this alone was quite perversely erotic. As she looked closer there was no pubic hair at all and Triva’s labia lips were longer, fuller and much more meaty than Sybil’s.

The fact that inside her slit was a wet pink and lighter color skin much like Sybil’s that was quite a contrast from the darker brown skin that surrounded it. Her clit though was much different, bigger and the fact that Triva had been abusing it left it firm sensitive and swollen!

The other most interesting thing about her clit was, it was pierced vertical with a good sized gold ring. Sybil was fascinated by this and up close was intently looking it over when Triva said, you can touch it, and I really want you to, go ahead? Sybil still in awe cautiously grabbed the big gold ring and barely pulled. Triva moaned and a most delightful and pleasurable gasp was barely heard from her lips from the young girls hesitant tug!

Triva then said you can pull on it much harder it won’t hurt me, going on to say others have tried! Sybil was still unsure as she pulled it straight up! Triva then said harder, pull it harder in a loud deep voice that was laced with another pleasurable gasp! Sybil now even more fascinated did as she was told, and this treatment brought Triva’s body to an arched up trembling position. She was more than ready from earlier pleasuring herself and this is all it took as she climaxed! After several moments, Triva said as her breathing returned to normal. I have something else in mind I want you to do,.. to it?
Then Triva quickly and easily removed the ring followed by placing a hand on the back of Sybil’s head and guiding the young girls lips toward this perked up meaty orb! Sybil had never done anything like this before, but from the stories she had read and the fact she had watched Triva do this to her now knew what was expected. At first she, uncertain and hesitantly stuck out her tongue licking it, Triva impatient and having none of Sybil’s timidness forced her face and lips down firmly onto her warm juicy folds!

Sybil was shocked at first by Triva’s rough treatment, but after a short time though it was wonderful to be forced and settled into a pleasurable rhythm of sucking on Triva’s clit. First descending into Triva’s light pink colored very wet vaginal slit before returning to her most interesting clitoris. She had a pretty good idea from the oral pleasure that this older girl had given her, of what was needed. Softly at first followed by harder and more aggressive nibbling sucking and biting Triva quickly turned from forcefully telling her what to do,.. to a blubbering almost incoherent young woman as she orgasmed again! Now, she had both hands on Sybil’s head! Holding her firmly in that perfect position as Sybil lapped and sucked! The perverted animal like noise that Triva was making had drawn the attention of several other girls in the dorm that were now standing around watching quite intently!

Although the positions were reversed from what had happened the last several days the results were very much the same. Sybil although embarrassed to do so in front of others seemed to enjoy pleasuring Triva, who by having the favor returned, obviously loved receiving this young girls newly acquired talents! The next afternoon Triva had another surprise for Sybil

This surprise was the sorority called the Alpha Blues that Triva belonged to and that Sybil was invited to join, Sybil was not a lesbian probably more a bisexual, but anything that had to do with abusive and submissive interracial sex was quite appealing to her The reason Triva, and her black lesbian friends started this sorority was to give lesbian and bisexuals a sisterhood with other young lesbian women that other sororities did not have. Most sororities were formed to help bond women with similar goals such as African America, academic, honorary and artistic ends and opportunity,.. and this one professed the same, but its focus was almost entirely sexual and of the most perverse sexual play that any young lesbian women could imagine.

Many lesbians who join most sororities aren’t surrounded by women that can truly understand or appreciate what it means to be one. This of course was not the case with the Alpha Blues. It was even worse for women like Triva who in the past had identified themselves as a butch/stud like female, or if you will a bull dyke and a black one at that. They are many times completely overlooked in traditional sororities because of their perceived aggressive sexual nature and outward looking male appearance.

So, a lesbian sorority like the Blues would give women like her a chance to be a part of a sisterhood where they can truly be themselves and be completely accepted. Triva was one of the founding principle’s of the Alpha Blues, but had toned down , at least in public her original butch like appearance by fixing her hair and wearing make up, something she had detested in the past. But this had not dulled her interest at all when it came to being an aggressive black butch when she was around a new and very innocent sweet naive young thing like Sybil!

The girls in this sorority were all of color as no other girl of any other race had ever attended this college,let alone being asked to join the blues, Sybil was the first! It wasn’t that they couldn’t, it was just that none had ever applied! The girls in the blues had in the past loved to talk about, and quite boldly, what they would do to a naive innocent young white girl if they had the chance to do one! When these conversations took place the possibility of actually getting to do all of the sexually kinky and perverted sorts of abuse, to a submissive helpless young white pledge was mostly fantasy!

But now with Sybil, fantasy was fast becoming reality and Triva along with her lesbian sister’s could indulge themselves in just about any sort of perverse form of public sexual hazing and humiliation that they could think of ,and Sybil would helplessly experience it to the fullest. Women especially young black lesbians could be quite creative and abusive when it came to sex games with a new pledge and to have a very young white girl that was so innocently willing to be a sex slave to blacks and a horny one at that , was better that they had ever imagined.

Sybil when asked by Triva to join the Alpha Blues had a rather innocent idea of what might be expected. But now that both had enjoyed each others most intimate genital pleasures. Sybil was more than willing to do what ever she was asked. Triva went on to say that some of the requirements could be quite embarrassing humiliating, possibly painful and maybe even sexually sadistic!. She also said that Sybil in order to be excepted into the Sorority might have to act the part of a real slave girl!

The thought to Sybil of sexual humiliation and abuse as a white slave girl being part of the sorority requirement was more than just subconsciously appealing! She told Triva that she would do anything!… Or what ever was required of her, and to be treated as a slave girl by black sorority sisters in order for her to be excepted into the sorority could not be more perfect, as her fantasy’s about such things started once again, and she began to entertain several possibilities. But it also played right into Triva’s hands as these requirement for Sybil to do as a pledge also opened the door to an even more sinister set of perverse circumstances! There was one other thing in this local college community that that Triva was involved with where she thought Sybil could be used sexually, and this was a Civil War reenactment pageant that depicted several actual slave scenes where half naked young women were required to participate! “As slaves”!

After retuning to her dorm room the following school day Sybil found several of the blues girls along with Triva waiting. The first of several requirements for a pledge to perform was about to begin! A realistic metal slave collar was produced and one of the girls placed it around her neck and snapped a big brass lock onto it, another was clamped around her ankle and also locked! It had a 3′ chain and on the end was a 20 lbs# lead ball! Triva said that all she wanted to do, was help Sybil feel exactly what it was like to be a slave girl. So that she could write a convincing story for the requirement the professor had given her as an assignment.

For Sybil , now with her eyes glassy the feeling was almost immediate and euphoric as her genitals with the thought and now actual slave shackles attach to her almost naked young body left her on the edge of orgasm! But there was more? In addition she had to bring each of the sorority sisters to oral orgasm,…and in a public place with both completely naked wearing the slave collar, ankle chain and ball! It also had to be verified with at least one other person watching and that person could not be one of the Alpha blues. But, the person witnessing should be a current male or female student! Males were preferred as they seemed to enjoy watching girl on girl sex much more than their female counterparts! Each of the sorority sisters were given a different colored magic marker and this would be used by the witness to mark Sybil’s naked body with their initials

Since she had already given Triva several oral orgasms this meant that only the seven other members of the alpha Blues were left to be accommodated! Each day she would obediently lug the ball and chain to each of her classes and drop it with a thud! Several of the young black male students had offered to help her carry the lead ball, but she declined telling them no! That she had to do it herself in order to gain true feelings about how such things effected her so that she could realistically write about them. In her first class with shackles attached the professor had questioned her quite sternly about why she was wearing such realistic heavy shackles and asked if it was some sort of college sorority prank or hazing? Sybil told her quite honestly that she was willingly doing it to fully understand how it felt to be treated as a slave girl during this time in our history so that the required paper could be accurately written!

Omitting that in addition to this, she was required to orally pleasure each of the Alpa Blue sorority sisters in a public place somewhere on campus! Each one of the sisters had a certain place where they wanted to take Sybil in order to be orally pleasured by her. Triva had instructed each to try and outdo the other in a more public and open place in order to humiliate Sybil and make her even more submissive. As the week progressed each of the girls had been pleasured in openly public place’s! Sybil’s reputation as a bisexual little white slut that loved to suck off black women was enhanced substantially by the end of the week..

Things got a little out of hand that Saturday evening during the game with a rival football team. One of the Alpha Blue sisters a big manly looking gal, the last one to be orally accommodated had decided to take Sybil half naked and blindfolded into the teams locker room and had hidden in one of the small janitorial closets, and just before half time, both had stripped naked! She had then taken Sybil in between several sets of lockers that were a bit more secluded from the rest and away from the main part of the athletic building area where the coach held his half time pep talks.

Sybil now naked and on her knees was obediently pleasuring this girl who had some of the longest meaty cunt lips and the biggest clit she had ever seen of a big black sister. When several of the young black players discovered what they were doing, and pretty soon all of the players were crowding around watching. The coach at first was not amused, as he was trying to get his players pumped up and into defeating their rivals as the game at half time was very close! He gave up on this, and he to watched and enjoyed Sybil,.. this naked young almost child like white girl obediently and quite ardently pleasure this big black girl, and do so several times! The scene was quite erotic and very perverse!

The results were that this kinky little sex show had pumped this team up to the point that they were ready to go out kick ass and take names! As the horn blew to start the second half it was all the coach could do to get his players back onto the field as several of the players wanted to do more than just watch!

The big black Alpha Blue lesbian had given the marking pen to one of the players and had asked him to write his initials on Sybil’s naked bottom!

This had only added to the confusion and time spent in the locker room causing the team to be late getting back onto the field to resume the second half. As not only one, but all of the players wanted to sign their initials on Sybil’s naked body they also wanted to cop a feel and give her naked charms some serious attention! For Sybil the feeling was incredible as the blindfold was removed and she stood their naked with the slave collar and ankle shackle attached, as this big older black gal held her up, and standing behind her forcefully masturbated and manipulated her in front of all these young black football players.

They were amazed to see this young white girls eyes glaze over, and have a most erotic and sensual trembling orgasm right in front of them! This for her was with little regard that she was being watched by the entire football team! Several cell phone cameras had taken quite a number of pictures with Sybil naked on her knees as she orgasmed and later as she was held limp after the last shuddering release. . The whole affair had caused quite a stir and the coach thought he might get fired! But this was not to be the case at all, as his team had been in a loosing season and this little incident turned out to be a real stimulant in more ways than one, as the team went out in the second half and scored more points than they had ever done in the last half of any game!

The results were that the football team went from a loosing season to a winning season almost over night and that these two naked young women one black and the other white especially Sybil was part of the reason. She became an immediate college cult heroine as many of the pictures that had been taken in the locker room started popping up in E-mails and on You Tube! All this seemed to do was make Sybil an even bigger celebrity on campus over the next several weeks.. There was even some talk by the athletic department, to have Sybil attend another home coming locker room football team meeting and stimulate all of the players into performing better in more than just the game!

The other thing that Sybil had to endure that Triva had planned,. was for her to eventually learn how to be a slave girl, that could not only pleasure women but one that would be very adapt at sucking the largest of black cocks! Triva did have an appreciation for big cocks but always was a Lesbian at heart, she had several bad experiences in puberty with boys and had always preferred the company of other young women this revelation occurred as soon as she started to have intimate sexual feelings!

Triva had been planning several other things for Sybil? The small town where this college was located was a place where several decisive Civil War Battles had been fought, and where slaves had been fought over. The college’s large park was also a place where actual slave auctions had been held and here like many other small cities in the south and those involved wanted to accurately commemorate and portray these battles by reenacting them for the public in the most realistic way. Many of the businesses had become quite active in sponsoring different aspects of these historic battles to the point that it had become quite a competition to provide the most realistic reenactments as possible!

There were several businesses that were quite successful and owned by both black and white business men in the community and the stage was set for several interesting situations and confrontations where slave reenactment was a big part of these colorful and realistic events. One of course was a slave auction and at first few young black women wanted to volunteer to be portrayed as slaves for obvious reasons as the thought to many was quite demeaning, but several of the wives of the well to do white business men came up with a unique and most interesting way to solve this problem, and that was by offering themselves as slaves to be auctioned off for charity to the highest bidders! They were of course only to be used ceremonially as domestics, but the implication for some, was quite a bit more than just this?

At first there was a hue and outcry that how could a white woman allow herself to be portrayed as a black female slave? Anyone should have seen this coming as political correctness quickly raised its ugly head, so to solve this particular problem the organizers of these events finally relented and stated that any woman could apply! Both black or white for any of the roles and by some quirk of fate numerous white women seemed to not only apply but actually wanted to be slave girls in these events and many of the slave traders masters and plantation owners in the reenactments all seemed to be black males! Go figure?

It became a rather bazaar event in some ways, but the tourists did not seem to mind ,nor did the local towns people that watched these Civil War Pageant reenactments. This most interesting change seemed to satisfy all who had complained! As the auction part of the event seemed to always raise a lot of money for charitable causes and everyone connected with the charitable organizations loved this fact!..

The other most interesting thing seemed to be, no shortage of white women that wanted to be in these events and treated as slaves! The next thing that happened that was even more bazaar, and this was the costumes of these slave girls/women as each one of the white women especially the well to do older ones seemed to be trying to out do one another by wearing the most accurate and realistic slave costume’s, and as they became more realistic they also became more revealing and much skimpier!

Several of these women were the white wives of successful business owners and they seemed to be the ones most obsessed with wearing the least! One of these wife’s was Amanda Carrington an organizer of these events in the community and one that had been rumored to have performed more that just charitable domestic duties! She also was involved in many of the Civil War plays that were performed in the colleges big theater auditorium and was also on the college board of regents. This is where Sybil had first seen pictures of Amanda Carrington but had paid little attention to them and then only because she had been one of the most vocal and insistent women who had volunteered to be auctioned off as a slave! All of these auctions were held for charity and connected to the civil war reenactments. But they had also spawned rumors that an auction where slave woman had actually been bought and sold,… had really taken place?.

Almost everyone just assumed that these rumors were baseless and had there connection to all of hoopla and gossip that went with these spiced up historic events? The local towns people especially the business owners loved these racy and perverse rumors as the thought and stories became not only the talk of the town it also became the reason why so many of tourists came to watch! The result had brought an enormous amount of money to the community.

But the rumors persisted and never seemed to quite go away, so when one prominent women that had been charitable volunteer as a slave girl disappeared the rumors became rampant and the talk of the local towns people!

Of course local law enforcement thought that her disappearance was only a coincidence and never even considered that a well to do white woman who was a pillar in the community had actually been abducted and sold into slavery! But most thought this sort of thing happened in other countries or long ago, and certainly not in today’s modern society.

The thought was just so bazaar and unbelievable to everyone, but in reality though this was exactly what had happened! Several years before an underground group of black business men had formed just such a group. They,.. some years ago had been repressed by local white bankers and other white business owners in an organized attempt to oppose their success, and every obstacle and roadblock that they could think of was put in their way. They had bought bribed and paid off quite a number of these public officials and bureaucrats in order to stop them! But all this had done including the money they spent never seemed to keep them from succeeding and had only made them bitter and looking for revenge.

Their entire model was to do exactly what many whites had preached, and that was for them to go back to Africa! But their idea was to send white women back to their ancestral home land as slaves a kind of reverse to what had actually happened to their forefathers! The very first victim to be abducted and sold into slavery was the wife of one of the,” most prominent business owners”, he had been the worst, and had tried to do the most to insure their failure! But one should not have been all that concerned about his wife as she was much younger than her husband ,and they had only gotten together because of his money and power. All he had ever wanted from her was to be a good looking woman on his arm during all of the social events, and in many respects was only what one would call a conniving gold digging bitch of a trophy wife!

Most including local law enforcement thought that after their stormy relationship, had just moved on,.. to shall what we would say was greener pastures! As no one including her husband had even bothered to file a missing persons report! But rumors persisted as almost always during these events a young woman sometimes two would disappear, and no one even the police considered such a wild story that they had been sold at a slave auction! Most just thought them to be runaways, and of the thousands of people including naive young women who came from all over the country to watch these incredibly historic and realistic reenactments considered these rumors to be just part of the colorful rumors and events!

Sybil had become quite good at pleasuring the girls in the sorority, but as yet was still a virgin and the new thing Triva had in mind was to make her a very good head hunter! To this end she had acquired several big life like black dildos of varying sizes and lengths starting at about 6” long and an 1 ½ in thickness and varied up to 10” in length and over 2” in thickness! At first she started Sybil out by having her strip naked get down on her knees still with her slave collar and ankle chain with the ball, and then place her hands tightly behind her back and close her eyes! She was told in no uncertain terms that she must keep her hands behind her back or she would be beaten quite severely just like the slaves of old! Triva had also acquired several videos of young white women aggressively sucking monster black cocks they were to be training aids and had made Sybil watch them!

The first time Triva told her to get down on her knees was after supper and she obediently did so expecting only to suck on Triva’s pussy! She was quite surprised when Triva raised her skirt and was wearing one of these strap on’s a black phallic replica of a dick! This was followed by forcefully placing it in her mouth and quickly shoved down her throat! Sybil at first gagged and choked and was quite unprepared, just barely able to breath let alone keep her hands behind her back., but forced herself to do as she was told!

Triva wanted to make sure that Sybil would learn fast and be trained well as she needed this young white girl to be quite proficient at this type of oral pleasuring of large male attributes especially big black ones! So Triva gave her little respite that evening as over and over they would repeat this perverted ritual, that became more and more aggressive and abusive each time!

Finally quite late in the evening after Sybil was getting use to having a black dildo in her mouth, and forced down her throat. Triva had come up with some smaller metal shackles and had fastened them tightly to her wrists behind her back. This was followed by placing a tight leather head harness on her head that forceably opened her jaw that held her mouth in this open position allowing a big black imitation phallic replica of a cock to be easily inserted and forced down her throat! It could then be fastened so that she could do nothing but helplessly experience it in her mouth for long periods of time such as this evening and over night this would leave her helpless with no way of removing it!

This sadistic device allowed her only to breathe through her nose. Triva had thoughtfully invited several of other girls from the dorm in to watch . Sybil, now naked and humiliated with a black dildo down her almost virgin throat had to endure helplessly this perverse tutorial training in front of others! But the worst and most uncomfortable part was later having to sleep over night with it in her throat along with being helplessly shackled!

The next morning Sybil seemed to have endured this perverted and sadistic sex abuse better than Triva had expected. She remove the big black dildo pacifier and head harness followed by the wrist shackles! This was so that Sybil could shower and attend her classes of the day, This would be again, a repeat of the last several days as she lugged the big lead ball around to each of her classes. Her throat after eating that morning did feel a bit strange, as she kept trying to swallow,.. something that was no longer there, but she seemed to have no other lasting effects as her mouth and jaw muscles seemed to be stretched open and were only a little sore!

It seemed that every several days Triva would come up with a different sexually perverted thing for Sybil to do as a pledge! She loved to threaten her, with all sorts of sexually explicit and abusive situations so that Sybil would have no idea which one she would have to submit to! For her and Triva it became quite a perverse adventure! Triva had started referring to Sybil in front of other girls as a cocksucker and a slutty little white one that liked to suck big black cocks!

The idea was, to plant this thought in her young impressionable head that after her actual perverse and abusive imitation cock sucking during the day and her over night pacified helpless gagging, along with several more sessions of the same she would be ready for the real thing! It was Friday night and all of Sybil’s classes were over for the week leaving her free for the weekend. Triva had carefully planned out the last two requirements for Sybil that she would have to experience in order to be excepted into, and become a member of the Blues!

What Triva had planned for Sybil was to attend a fraternity party where she was to suck off and pleasure and equal number of new male pledges eight in all. The second part was even more adventurous and had the possibility to not only humiliate but if caught she might also loose her virginity!

Two of the new male pledges to be accommodated were 7′ tall big black,… really black exchange students that had been recruited for the college basket ball team. They were from Zimbabwe South Africa a place where by coincidence many of the black African women had been taken, during the time of actual slavery in the 1800s. This was also a place in South Africa, and not by coincidence, that had a sinister underground connection to real modern day slavers in the group of black business men!….

Triva had Sybil get ready for this frat party by taking a shower and having her shave what little pubic hair she had and as she came out naked Triva had applied some gaudy bright red lip stick along with a period type chastity belt she had acquired so as to keep Sybil’s virginity in tact at least for the first part of the evening.

She placed it along with the metal slave collar leash and ankle shackle, attached lead ball and chain as it would be a required part of the proceedings. A coat was placed over her naked body and a leash was attached to her collar. She was then helped down the back stairs and into the back of the Fraternity’s van, they had sent for her. Triva was the only other female allowed to attend, this Fraternal male right of passage! This was more of a special ritual as the woman that was going to perform this right,… was a young white one! As all who had done so before had been black!

The fraternity was just off campus but was some distance almost four miles from the girls dorms and in between both, was this big old theater/auditorium,that was used for many plays and performances of the Civil War reenactment festival. Next to it was the large campus park where many of these outdoor performances were also portrayed in their original settings. This park had actually been use for slave related activities back during that time period The student union building along with several maintenance and grounds keepers buildings was also in between the frat building and the women’s dorm.

This fraternity building was where the kinky pleasuring of the male pledges was to take place! Once out of the van both girls were confronted with numerous male students from other fraternities that were standing around, they had heard rumors that something kinky with a nude white girl might take place! Triva in order to pep things up, quickly removed Sybil’s coat and kept it leaving her naked!

As Sybil was being escorted into the building comments as to her fate was being expressed by several of these young black male college students! Saying things like White slut, Cunt face, Whore for black dick, and boy, are you going to get face fucked, and suck more cum than you can stand,… you little white bitch!

For Sybil the feeling was incredible with all the young black men taunting her and everything that she could imagine. She was totally naked manacled in chains, leashed, and helplessly lugging the lead ball, in front of numerous young black men that only wanted to use and abuse her! The only thing that would have made it better was, if she really was a young white slave girl who had just been sold to perverted black slave traders and was on her way to her first humiliating and sexually abusive encounter with numerous big black men!

Oh! My! For Sybil the thought was sinfully intoxicating and had left her tight pink little virgin pussy literally dripping with anticipation even though she was wearing this chastity belt! Once in the frat building she was led into a large communal area where numerous fraternity brothers and the new young male pledge’s were waiting all naked in two rows with four on each side! Triva forced Sybil down on to her knees and roughly pulled her over to the first young black pledge!

Sybil had been instructed by Triva that her job in assisting each pledge to pass into the fraternity as a member was to orally bring them to ejaculation and that every one watching should be able to clearly see each one of the male pledge’s get off!

This was so that their was no doubt that she had done her job and that they had indeed cummed their full load in her mouth! She was also instructed that she must do her best to bring each one of them off without the use of her hands as they should remain clinched tightly behind her back during the entire ordeal and that she could only touch their manhood with her face mouth and lips!

This Fraternity had performed this sinful right of passage numerous times before. Of the eight young men six of them had no idea of what was going to happen, and at first were shocked embarrassed standing there nude in front of others and then wonderfully pleased as Sybil was brought in naked shackled and forced down on her knees in front of them.

The young men had been told almost the same thing, as their male members started to spring to life! And, that was to keep their hands behind their backs and in no way could they touch her! They were also told to do everything possible to keep from offing their load, as in order to become a member in good standing of this fraternity, they had to hold off ejaculating for at least a full five minutes!

Several of the young lads had been given a heads up by other frat members of what might be expected and they had earlier in the day jacked off several times. This was to make them as sexually spent as possible so they would have some hope of lasting the full five minutes. The others, however being a bit more naive and uninformed especially the two black basket ball exchange students. Who after seeing Sybil naked on her knees, were now almost dripping with anticipation as they were starting to have some idea of what was in store for them. Both along with several other pledges were already in no condition to last and would have a very difficult time becoming a fraternity member on this particular evening!.

Sybil who’s eye’s were now wide with the wonder of a young girl, who’s youthful sinful sexual excitement and anticipation of what she was going to enjoy doing to these beautiful hard black cocks! The smallest of them was at least 7” long, and most were already at attention! Triva had leaned down and whispered in Sybil’s ear some encouragement and several helpful hints,…and that was for her, to at first lovingly and with as much female emotion as possible kiss the very head of each hard dick and then try to suck as much precum out of it as possible! Triva had observed in the past at several mixed parties straight females that were ardent head hunters do this, and that this unexpected sensual benefit had brought many grown male’s who were receiving this wonderful oral attention,.. almost to their very knees, and that they could not resist blowing their sperm!

Triva had a tight hold on the leash that was attached to Sybil’s slave collar and for her there were no restrictions as to how she could assist this young girl or the young men in this most sinful and perverse sexual act of oral stimulation! The first young black pledge was beside himself as Triva lovingly slipped her hand around his young hard cock squeezing it, and milking it down to Sybils most willing red lips!

This was Sybil’s first attempt at sucking a real hard male cock and as Triva had explained to her, as a slave girl she must be able to do this very well! Sybil was more than eager as this evening along with the requirements were the last two that would get her into the Blues, and she was determined to make it a memorable one! She did exactly what Trivia had suggested pursing her lips like a young most innocent little sweetheart and sucking at first tenderly and then more aggressively as Trivia milked a rather large amount of the young black mans precum into Sybil’s mouth!

For Her it was much better that the big black dildos she had been trained on, as it was warm tender flesh and the precum was also quite warm, and the taste was so sweet almost intoxicating as she could feel the membranes and blood vessels surge and swell as she gingerly at first sucked his almost virgin juices as her cheeks were now concave as she tried to impress him so lovingly of her new talent!

For Triva this thoughtful attention was quite enough and with little hesitation forcefully grabbed his cock and at the same time the nape of Sybil’s neck and literally shoved them together! For Sybil as her gaudy red lips parted and opened wide, this was followed by an even more forceful mouth pumping as Sybil was roughly and helplessly face fucked by Triva’s well trained hand on one side and the equally helpless young mans hard buttocks on the other!

This young lad was literally fucked before he ever started as he could not hold back at all,.. and their was no doubt at all by those that were watching when he came, as loads of cum, even with Triva forcefully holding Sybil’s face as far down onto his cock as possible and with his dick down all the way into her throat gagging her as the warm gooey cum seeped out and then dribbled down the corner of her red lips! Onto her naked breasts Her eyes were as big as saucers as the dildos she had been trained on had not produced any cum!

She was gagging, but Triva would not relent as Sybil finally figured out that swallowing would be better and allow her to breathe enough through her nose to where her first real ordeal of cock sucking became much more bearable. She was even more surprised after swallowing quite a bit of the warm sperm that is was much more pleasant than she had first thought it would be, as a mater of fact the sweet somewhat salty taste was even appealing! One down and seven to go!

Triva gave Sybil little time to prepare for the next young man as she drug the young girl by the leash over to him and repeated the almost exact same scenario,.. of the eight young black pledges amazingly five were able to some how last the full five minutes. But two of the three had not even come close! The three that did not, was of course the first, and the last two,.. that did not were the big black and exceedingly dark skinned young South African exchange students from Zimbabwe!

The first of these two to be pleasured reacted almost exactly the same, as the very first young man. Neither of these young men had ever been this close to any white woman and especially such a pretty young white one. That was not only naked on her knees, but was most intent on and wanted to quite aggressively suck their big black cocks! For Sybil the fact that these young pledges had been arranged so that, as she started and progressed, the cocks got a bit bigger. The last two were the biggest, and they had cocks well over 10” long, were quite full and robust with the excitement of the moment, and from this naked willing young girls interest in them!

The last of these young black men to test his will power and the battle not only of the sexes but of interracial sex, and he was determined to last the full five minutes, but Triva had other plans as she to, was determined to foil these plans and was going to help Sybil destroy his noble effort!. She, did the same as she had done with the others. At first lovingly squeezing his foreskin of this hard black meat and milking his cock, and at the same time guiding Sybil’s lips and lipstick that was now smeared all over her face making her ever so more sinfully appealing as an aggressively slutty young whore!

This young man had will power,.. one would have to admit as he gritted his teeth and thought of desert sands orange trees and basket balls! Anything to keep his mind off of the most pleasurable attention he was receiving. Triva again placed her hand on the back of Sybil’s head, slowly at first, followed by an ever more ardent and aggressive forceful face fucking! Sybil was now so much better now, as her head bobbed back and forth at this new found art of orally pleasuring such a big black cock! Her expert dildo training had given her the edge in this perversely sexual skirmish!

With her hands obediently clinched behind her back and her cheeks first ballooned out like a chipmunk followed by being sucked in almost concave as she sucked and was pumped hard by Triva, was going from the tip of her lips,.. just barely touching the head of his cock ,..to being forced all the way down to his kinky pubic hair and bone! As the time came closer and closer ,.. and around four and a half minutes into this perverted cock sucking session! Triva had stood up on her tip toes and with the leash tightly in one hand pulling Sybil up helplessly and holding her against him, and with the other had also reached up grabbing him by the neck and pulling him down to where she could kiss him full on the lips with the most ardent and deep throat smoking hot tonguing she could muster!

Again, he too,… like the first young man was surprised and caught off guard as he easily and helplessly ofted his spent up cum load just before the full five minutes was reached! For Sybil this particular young man had much more semen than she at first expected, as again loads of cum squirted out and around her lips and even out through her nostrils as she tried to swallow and gag it down! Finally with her eyes watering and coughing up loads of cum was able to breathe normally and recover to a well used specimen of slutty little cum soaked white slave girl,..or at least one in the making.

Oh, My! What an evening it had been, But it was far from over as the last part of Sybil’s pledge hazing was about to begin and if successful would become a Blue!.

Triva had planned this part well as she helped the young girl up. First removing the chastity belt leaving only the metal slave collar ankle shackle chain and ball. Then she told Sybil in front of the male pledge’s that she,… was required to make her way back to the women’s dorm at night totally naked . She would be given a good head start but would still have to lug the heavy lead ball and ankle chain,.. this was to be her disadvantage!..

The three young men that failed the hazing ritual would get a chance to redeem themselves as it was up to them, and if any one of them caught her they could fuck her, and the incentive was, two fold! If they did catch and fuck her they would get the extra added bonus of not only becoming a member of the fraternity in good standing. They would also get to fuck a cute young white virgin!….

Continued in: Chapter Three

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Fanfiction for Twilight

Jessica and I had been friends since the 3rd grade. There wasn’t a whole lot we had in common but when you grow up in small town Forks, Washington USA, there isn’t a whole lot of people you can call your best friend just because there aren’t a whole lot of people your age.

Honestly though, Jessica was probably just more of the only person who would hang-out with me. She told me all about her boy problems and called me when she was having a bad hair day and I spent the night at her house a lot but quite frankly, I was more of a friend to her than she was to me. And it wasn’t necessarily her fault. I just was really bad with people. I guess I still am.

When it comes down to it, I’m probably virtually friendless.

It’s not as sad and pathetic as it sounds. I promise. I like to keep to myself.

Growing up with Jessica as a “best friend” wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. Like I said, I’m kinda shy and don’t get along with people very well. Jessica on the other hand had to be the center of attention- of everyone’s attention. She was Miss Popular. That’s just the way it was. She was skinny and had perfect hair and did her make-up perfect and always wore the greatest clothes. I, however, had not so perfect hair and never wore make-up and unless Jessica was forcing me to borrow her clothes, wore jeans and t-shirts.

I remember once in middle school I had spent the night at her house. I woke up in the middle of the night to use the restroom and I heard her parents fighting. My mother had died in a car crash when I was really young so I never heard any kind of parental arguments before. I stood by their door and listened as it slowly went from “You never help out around the house!” and “I just want to come home to a little wet cunt every now and then!” to (believe it or not the undeniably cheesy lines of) “How about I help out inside your pants.” and “Oh but it’s so wet now.”

They never even noticed me (which wasn’t odd for me I was used to being practically invisible) but I peeked through the cracked door as my Jessica’s father rubbed his wife’s crotch under her skirt. She moved her hands over his body then began to caress her own breasts and she reached through the waistband of her skirt to rub herself just as her husband was.

I felt something stir inside me. It frightened me a little bit and I returned to Jessica’s room. I closed the door behind me and turned. Jessica’s blanket had fallen off at some point during my absence. She had never been prone to wearing a bra while she slept just a giant sleeveless night shirt.

It had slipped a little and I could see her breast through the arm hole and the stirring inside me grew more. I swallowed a lump in my throat and got on the bed beside her. She moaned my name telling me to stop hogging the covers which I did quite often. She moved her hand around looking for the edge of it. I supplied what she was looking for and laid down with my head on her chest. Her heart beat was steady under her skin. She sighed and I used everything I had in my power to not do as her father did to her mother and reach up under the edge of her shirt to rub her sensitive skin. I had never wanted to touch Jessica like that more than in that moment.

My body ached to hear her moan my name in pleasure rather than in irritancy.

That was probably the first time I realized that all I wanted in life was someone who understood my urges. I wanted a girlfriend.

Jessica had been talking about this weekend all month. My birthday. My 18th birthday. She picked me up from my house stating that my old red truck wasn’t going to make it to where we were going. She took me to her house and fixed my hair. She even dressed me in some of her more slutty clothes. Clothes that I had fantasized about ripping off of her.

After that night of realization in middle school I couldn’t seem to keep my mind away from thoughts of her body. Personality wise she wasn’t really my cup of tea but she was the most beautiful- the sexiest woman I had ever known.

It had always been kinda hard going to parties with her because I was her sober friend and anytime she had even a drop of alcohol in her she became the biggest bisexual slut ever. There were times that I had to stop her from having sex with any person also drunk enough to pull their pants down for anybody. And worse was the drive home when it was just me and her and she would put her hand up my shirt.

“Bella, you have the most amazing tits. I wish I had your tits!” she would look at me shyly, “Bella can I lick them?” despite how flooded my pants became every time she said that I always laughed it off and pushed her back into her own seat, telling her to put her seatbelt on.

But my birthday was Saturday and Friday night Jessica and I were going into Seattle to one of the biggest clubs in the state. She said that she knew one of the bartenders there because they were cousins and she could get us free drinks. We both knew that when she said “us” she meant her because I was the one going to drive us home.

“OMG!” she exclaimed in text lingo, “I just got our confirmation e-mail!” she handed me her phone and on it was, as she claimed, an e-mail claiming our reservation for a 4 star suite in a hotel near the club had been confirmed.

“We are getting an hotel room?” I asked confused, handing her phone back to her.

“Well yea, I don’t know about you but I don’t plan on showing back up here shit faced after being in the city. My parents would kill me.” She rolled her eyes and stripped her shirt off. Her soft skin teased me as she undid her bra.

She glanced over her bare shoulder at me, “Bella! Don’t’ just stand there! Help me find something to wear!” she laughed and pointed to her closet.

Jessica rubbed her round ass into my crotch and bent over, shaking it back and forth against the front of my black short jean shorts. The rhinestones on the pockets of her shorts glittered as I placed my hands on her hips. She stood back up, grabbed my hand and slid down my body. Jessica turned and pushed the front of her hips against mine and put her hands in my back pockets rocking our bodies side to side.

I stood stiffly and she laughed thrusting against me playfully. She had already had who knows how many drinks and I was beginning to worry about her. If I didn’t get her to our hotel soon she was going to start hitting on anything that breathed. Not that anything with a breath wasn’t already looking at her. All the women looked at her in contempt and all the men in fiery lust.

“Lighten up Bells!” she hooked her finger into one of my front belt loops and pulled me across the dance floor toward the bar. “Hey! Laurent! Can I get a shot of whisky over here?!” she called to her cousin. When she had first introduced us I was a little suspicious. I mean Jessica was about as white and American as it got. And Laurent was… well quite frankly, black. And he had a French accent. He was really distant and cold almost.

“Jessica, I think you’ve had enough.” He said looking not at her- but at me. I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze.

“It’s not for me, it’s for my Isabella!” she giggled. Laurent poured the shot without hesitation still looking me in the eye. He slid it silently toward me and Jessica picked it up putting it to my lips. I resisted and moved her hand and the glass away shaking my head in denial. I started to argue that I was driving us back to our hotel before I remembered that the club was so close we had walked.

“Isabella Marie Swan! Drink this shot right now!” she giggled, “Or I will!” she started laughing and almost dropped the shot. I took it from her hand and gingerly sniffed it before downing it, barely letting the smell register fully.

“There now can we go?!” I grabbed her arm and directed her towards the door.

“Bella you’re such a party pooper!” she pouted letting me drag her along.

In our hotel room I helped her get her knee high boots off, throwing them into the corner.

“Bella? Will you touch me?” I froze. What did she just ask me? “Bella? Did you hear me?” she sat up and fumbled with her pants. She gave up with a sound of irritation. “Bella take my pants off now!” I started to oblige without thinking.

“Jessica, this isn’t a good idea.”

She grabbed the back of my head and forced her lips on mine. Her tongue slid between my lips and gently caressed mine. I held back and then her hand suddenly was on my cunt. Her fingers scratched at my pants and she growled into my mouth.

I was on top of her before I knew what I was doing. I nearly broke the zipper on her shorts trying to get them off. I almost ripped her shirt on her triple helix on her right ear when I yanked it over her head. My clothes were off faster than hers were.

“Oh Bella!” she moaned as I traced her lips with my finger. I dipped my fingers into her pussy and moaned as her walls clamped around my finger. I had wanted this more than anything for almost 7 years. “Bella fuck me! Fuck me like I’m about to die! Fuck me Bella!” she nearly screamed. I shoved a second finger into her vagina and she grabbed the base of my head again pulling my hair as she brought herself up to kiss me. Her mouth traced its way down my neck to my breasts. She slid her tongue down my cleavage.

“Bella, I’ve wanted to taste your skin for so long! Every time you look at me I see sex in your eyes! Oh baby! Fuck me till I’m screaming in ecstasy!” I grabbed her hair and shoved her mouth against my nipple where she began to nibble on my bud. I ground my hips down on hers and pushed a hand between our bodies to touch her clit. She jerked and rolled me under her.

Jessica let go of my nipple with a pop!and I attacked her own tits. I left hickey after hickey on her skin. From clavicle to hips.

“Jess, let me eat you. I want to taste your cum.” I whispered she giggled in delight and fell off of me onto the bed. She spread her legs wide for me and I saw her perfectly shaved pussy. It glistened with her want for me. I put a finger in my cunt and pulled it out wet. I rubbed it across her bottom lip like chap-stick and she flicked her tongue out to taste me. She hummed.

“I like that. That was really hot Bells.”

I grabbed her hand and put two of her fingers in my hole. I pressed her thumb to my clit and rubbed it side to side and around and around. I bent my head to her pussy and licked from bottom to top. She pushed her hips up and I stuck my tongue out moving my head side to side so her clit was getting the full force of my mouth. I had her lips parted with one hand and with the other I was masturbating myself. She squealed when I sucked her clit into my mouth.

“Oh God Bella! Fuck me! Eat me! Make me cum! Make me cum Bella! I need you to fuck my brains out! Make me cum! Yeah! Oh yeah!” she yelled thrusting against my face, humping my head.

I moved my tongue faster and faster dipping it into her hole and pressing it as hard as I could on her clit. Then she came. Hard. Her body relaxed and she fell asleep almost instantly. But I was still painfully horny. I climbed on top of her and rubbed my pussy on her face. I reached down and opened her mouth. She murmured something that sounded like my name and I sat down on her mouth I plugged her nose and her tongue flicked out. I let go of her nose and humped her face to get a little friction. I grabbed her hands as I did this and put one to my nipple pinching it with her fingers, rubbing my clit with her other hand. I was going to cum on Jessica’s face whether she was awake or asleep. I needed her to feel my warmth the way I did hers.

I was so close. I let go of her hand holding my tit and pinched her nose again. Her tongue darted out and touched my hole. I let go of her nose and she relaxed. I pinched it closed again and when I knew her tongue was going to come out I ground down on it. It was glorious. So glorious. I had imagined this moment for years and now I was so close. I rolled on my back and pulled her so her face was pressed firmly between my legs. Her nose ground into my clit and some part of me- a big part- knew this was very, very wrong. But I was going to get my long desired birthday present from her one way or another. I grabbed her hand and put three of her fingers in me this time. I pressed the back of her head and humped her face. Slowly then as fast as I could only to go slow for a few seconds again. I played like this for as long as I could holding off my cum before I realized Jessica had her camcorder in her bag. I let go of her and she flopped onto the bed.

I set it up on the night stand and flipped the screen around so I could see what it looked like I pointed her cunt at the camera and rubbed her clit with my finger. I put it in my mouth and did it again. She whimpered. She was still sensitive from the orgasm I had given her. I put one finger into her hole then another and stretched her hole more to put a third then the tip of a fourth. My clit tingled in anticipation. I glanced at the camcorder. It’s light still blinked.

I turned her so we were sideways and pointed her face at the device. “This is Jessica. She’s going to let me cum on her face. Right Jessica?” I used my hand to make her nod her head.

I resumed the position that we were in before I got the camcorder and began humping her face. I was so close there was no putting it off any more. I put on of her hands against my ass and put on finger inside it then her other hand so there were three fingers just like before. I felt like I was going to explode. I came so hard, screaming at the top of my lungs. When I came down I grabbed the camera and the hair on the back of Jessica’s beautiful head. I pulled her head away from my cunt and aimed the lens at her face. It was covered in me. I had squirted into her mouth. I parted her lips and pulled her tongue out. I rubbed some of my cum into her cheeks.

“That’s Jessica. I just came in her mouth. You liked that didn’t you Jessica?” I made her nod again. “You want me to do it again don’t you?” again she nodded. “Well I want you to cum again first.” I rolled her on her back and began to eat her again, moving my hair out of the way and aiming the lens so when I watched this later I could see what I was doing to her. She tasted stronger than before. And I made her cum twice more and I myself once more before I turned the camera off. I took about 70 pics on my smart phone of her tits, cunt and naked body. I parted her lips and her ass and pushed her nipples as close together as possible. I kissed every hickey I had given her. I knew she would be sore in the morning so I got a few ice cubes and put them in her pussy hole. I recorded it as it shrunk around the cubes and then as they melted. I posed with her for pictures on my phone and downloaded an app just so I could lock them in a separate file. Then I downloaded the video on her computer and e-mailed it myself so I could save it into said separate, locked file. Then deleted any evidence of anything that happened. I bathed her and took some more pics of the suds on her pussy and nipples and in her hair. She was so beautiful. Then I put her to bed, bathed myself, put another ice cube in her cunt and went to sleep.

The next day the drive back to Forks was silent. Jessica had a hangover and claimed she was sore. I gave her some of my dad’s pain pills (they were prescribed by his cancer specialist.) they were a lower dose than what he had been taking lately. I dropped her off at her house and had her mom drive me home. I told her Jessica’s mom that we had been up all night and she just needed to sleep. She would be fine by tomorrow. Jessica’s mom laughed and called me a Little Doctor. She thanked me several times before we finally got to my house and I smiled awkwardly. If only she knew what I had done to her daughter last night. Her “sweet” “innocent” little girl. And honestly I couldn’t wait to get up to my room lock the door and relive what had happened through memory, pictures and video.

Jessica called me first thing Sunday to wish me a happy late birthday when she realized she had yet to actually say it. I laughed it off and asked if she wanted to do it again next weekend. She agreed quickly but she sounded off. Like something was wrong. And I asked her as much. She claimed everything was alright and I had nothing to worry about. But we would need to get a cheaper room this time because she had used all of her allowance this past weekend. I didn’t even care. I just needed another video of Jessica and I. I came so hard every time I masturbated to our video. I wanted another. And I was willing to get her terribly drunk every weekend until my thirst for her body was satisfied. And I honestly didn’t care how long that took. I loved her. I wanted her.

When we got to our less nice motel that next weekend, Jessica was not nearly as drunk as I had hoped she would be but then maybe she would stay awake long enough for me to finish this time. I got out the camcorder and turned it on. I aimed it at the bed from the nightstand just like before, I tried to make it not so obvious but she was hammered enough she would realize. She came out of the shower, no towel on and soaking wet. She leaned against the door jab.

“Bella, I know what you did to me last weekend.” I gulped. Did she really? Was my secret out? What was she going to do? “I found the video. It was in my trash file in my e-mail.” I internally cursed myself. “And Bella? I want you to do it again.” She bit her lip and I stood, slipping my clothes off. She giggled and pushed me on the bed, kissing me. “Besides, where did you think I was going to think I got those hickeys from? I was planning on making last weekend all about you. And I’m sorry I passed out. But I’m going to make it up to you this time. I want you to cum on my face again. And I want to be awake this time.” She nuzzled my nipple and spit on it, then lapped it up roughly. I moaned and shoved a finger inside her. She flinched then returned the favor. She sat up as if remembering something. “Wait just one second. Let me slip into something more comfortable” She winked and stood going into the bathroom closing and locking the door behind her.

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Ealain enjoys her hermaphroditic passion while contemplating Kora’s future in her brother’s harem.

The Rogue’s Harem

Book Two: Rogue’s Wicked Harem

Part Ten: The Hermaphrodite’s Passion

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

Note: Thanks to B0b and WRC 264 for beta reading this.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Inspiring Naughty Art

Sven Falk – The Forest of Lhes, The Strifelands of Zeutch

Nathalie’s sweet mouth felt wonderful as she sucked my cock clean of Aingeal’s pussy juices, her pigtails spilling over my thighs. I groaned, the pleasure racing up and down my dick as I glanced over at the aoi si. Her cock shrank back into a little clit, vanishing into the pink folds of her pussy. Her skin had such a unique color. So dark. Blacker even then the hue of a Halanian belly dancer. She sat at the entrance of the tent, her large breasts rising and falling, her yellow eyes flicked over to me.

They were flat, inscrutable. What went through her mind? What did she think of the harem? She’d just appeared out of nowhere. Her arrival had been timely, but she didn’t feel like she belonged with us. She sat apart from the harem.

She stirred such strange desires through me. When she had her cock out, fucking, it was one of the hottest things in the world. Her feminine body, her tits so large and bountiful, contrasted with her cock. Her tits heaved as she thrust, her face twisting, her moans so soft and gorgeous. It made my dick throb and twitch in Nathalie’s mouth.

Kora’s loud yawn drew my attention. My sister covered her mouth as her back arched, her breasts jiggling before me, the ruby amulet swaying between them. Her nipples, topping those plump tits, thrust hard and pink before her, the flowering vine wrapping about her left breast. Her yawn transformed into a sultry groan. Her eyes fluttered for a moment.

Then her sapphire gaze landed on me.

She smiled at me, the exhaustion on her face melting away. She crawled over to me, her tits swaying before her, one of her two braids slipping off her shoulder to dangle down before her, a golden rope swinging back and forth. She reached me, pressing her body against me as Nathalie kept sucking. Pleasure raced through me, Nathalie’s lips sealed tight around my dick a she worshiped me.

“You want to fuck her, don’t you, brother mine?” Kora purred, her lips almost touching my ear. The sounds of the forest, the hoot of an owl and rustle of trees, grew muted as my lust swelled.

“Nathalie?” I asked, staring down at the girl as she loved me. My sex slave fluttered her blue eyes at me, her hips wiggling from side-to-side as she bobbed her mouth even faster. My attention appeared to inspire her to suck faster. “Always.”

Kora nipped my ear. “Don’t be dense. Ealaín.”

My eyes flicked back to the aoi si. She stared at me, her yellow eyes ran up and down my naked body. She leaned back, her pillowy breasts swaying. Her nipples were as dark as her skin, two obsidian points thrusting up from her breasts that beckoned.

“Yeah,” I admitted. Did Ealaín want to fuck me? She didn’t look at me like a woman wanting to be fucked. It felt… scrutinizing. Like she was studying me, a philosopher examining a new text. I’d seen a similar look in the eyes of the scholars at the College of Az pondering a new idea, considering if they liked it or not.

“Then go and enjoy her.” Kora flicked her ear. “She’s exciting. I like her. I want you two to get along.”

“She does have those big tits,” I said as Ealaín parted her thighs, a welcoming gesture.

“And you love those, brother mine.”

Nathalie sucked harder.

I stroked her hair. “I like your little titties, too.”

She let out a little whimper about my cock. Then she slid her mouth off of it with a wet pop. “I know you do, Master.”

“He loves our little titties,” Zanyia said, lifting her face from Aingeal’s thighs, my cum and the fairy’s pussy juices staining her face.

“Go and fuck her, my husband,” Aingeal said, a naughty glint in her eyes. “You know you want to pound her.”

“Horny perv,” Kora said and nipped my ear.

Ealaín ran her hands up her thighs to her wet folds. The look in her eyes, while still making me feel like a text being scrutinized for its factual accuracy, were also inviting. Dew glistened on the shaved lips of her pussy, her labia fat and plump, her pink delights peeking between them.

My dick throbbed. I crawled over to her, my cock swaying hard before her. The demigoddess let out a purring moan that inspired me to get to her faster. Zanyia’s fuzzy tale brushed my side as I passed her, the lamia’s tight rump wiggling back and forth as she feasted on Aingeal’s pussy.

“Sven,” Ealaín said. “Shall we inspire your sister with a little passion?”

“Is that all you think about?” I asked her, my hands touching her toned thighs. She had strength beneath her silky skin. I slid my hands down them, loving the feel of her as she sucked in a deep breath, her big tits jiggling and swaying.

“It’s my purpose. I am her muse.” She licked my lips. “Your sister has talent that must be nurtured. And I just want to see it blossom. Don’t you?”

“Yes,” I answered without thought. A twinge of guilt washed through me. I’d dragged Kora into this mess. My relationship with Princess Ava had led to Prince Meinard killing our parents and sister. She was a fugitive because of me. She could have left the country, found another temple of Rithi to study at. But she stayed with me, wanting to help me destroy Prince Meinard.

So she deserved to have her art created. And if Ealaín could help her then… good.

“I want to see her art flourish,” I said as I leaned my face into Ealaín’s big breasts.

Her dark arms wrapped about my neck, pulling me into those bountiful tits. I groaned as they felt so wonderful about my face. I squeezed those soft mound, pressing them into my kiss. I breathed in her scent, sweet and feminine. I shuddered, my cock throbbing as my lips nibbled on the inner slopes of her breasts.

She groaned, her back arching, her body twitching and squirming as I loved her tits. I nibbled and sucked on her flesh, loving her, driving her wild. I kissed and moaned, my head twisting back and forth as I loved her breasts. My hands squeezed them, my fingers sinking into their wonderful mounds. They slid up to her pinnacle and brushed her nipples.

She let out a moan of pure, feminine pleasure. My confidence swelled hearing that sound. Her reaction. Her arms relaxed around my neck, her hands thrusting down my back. Her fingers caressed my flesh, exposing me, sending fire racing through my body.

My cock throbbed.

“Mmm, yes, your sister is watching us,” purred the aoi si. Her voice sounded like liquid passion now. “She’s getting so inspired watching you play with my tits.”

“They’re great tits,” I groaned as my fingers pinched her nipples hard.

She whimpered, a sound that made my dick throb hard. I rolled her nubs between my fingers, twisting them. I stretched out her pillowy mounds by tugging on them. I lifted my face from her breasts, watching her breast jiggling and sway.

I released her nubs and loved the way they jiggled back into their normal shape. Her fingernails scratched my back. She wanted this. I gave her pleasure. I loved giving a woman rapture. There was nothing more exciting than giving a woman bliss. To make her shudder and groan and moan. To master her body with my skill. Women weren’t like men. They just didn’t cum from a little stimulation.

You had to play with their bodies.

My hands shifted from her breasts as I leaned down and sucked on her nipple. I nibbled on her fat nub with my lips then flicked my tongue around her. She let out another moan as she sank her body back onto the bedroll.

I followed her, my dick throbbing and aching.

I sucked and nibbled on her nubs, worshiping them as I played with her. I stroked her sides and body. I loved the silky feel of her skin. Her moans grew louder and louder as I loved her nipple. I sucked harder, engulfing her aerola.

“Sven,” she groaned as my fingers stroked across her stomach. “Oh, yes, yes, inspire your sister! Show her your passion. Make me cum.”

“Yes, brother mine,” groaned Kora, her voice thick. I bet Nathalie played with her body, loving my sister like she did me. “Show me your passion. Make her cum like you do all the sluts.”

“Ooh, he’s good at that,” Aingeal said, her voice so throaty, Zanyia purring as she still licked at my faerie wife’s cunt.

The passion in my sister’s voice and the confidence in Aingeal’s sent a hot shiver through my body. I switched nipples, attacking her other one. I sucked as much of her nub and areola into my mouth as my hands shot across her sides and shoved between her thighs.

I felt the shaved flesh of her pussy with both my fingers. She moaned louder as I stroked her. My fingers caressed her juicy flesh. I explored her thick labia, stroking her engorged pussy lips between my fingers. Her juice coated my fingers, her passion sticky and aching to be enjoyed.

I groaned about her nub as I shoved a thumb into her cunt. I sank into her hot depths. Her walls squeezed down on it, my cock throbbing in envy. I wanted to be in her. Fucking her. I wanted to thrust my dick into her liquid depths and make her explode.

“Oh, yes, Sven,” she whimpered. “Oh, that’s it. Show your sister your passion.”

I shoved the thumb of my other hand into her depths, too. I pumped them both in and out of her, loving the silky heat of her cunt. I groaned about her nipple, sucking and nibbling that fat nub, giving her more pleasure.

She quivered and moaned, her passion echoing through our tent, mixing with Kora and Aingeal. Her voice blended with my harem’s passion. Her citrine eyes fluttered, her head shifting from side-to-side as her pussy clenched down on my thumbs.

“Ooh, she’s going to erupt,” Aingeal moaned. “Make her cum. Show her your skill.”

I ripped my thumbs out of Ealaín’s pussy and jammed three fingers into her twat. I pumped them in and out of her cunt fast and hard. I nipped her nipple hard. She gasped and groaned, her snatch clenching around my plunging fingers.

“Yes,” she groaned. “Oh, yes, that’s it. Oh, yes, do that. Inspire your sister… Inspire me! Rithi’s talented fingers!”

Her body bucked. Her pussy convulsed about my digits. Her hot flesh spasmed about her cunt. My thumb rubbed on her clit as her orgasm spilled through her. Her body bucked as she groaned and gasped. Her flesh convulsed around it. The pleasure surged through her body. Her tits jiggled beneath my mouth.

I nibbled and sucked on her fat nub as she moaned and gasped. Her cunt spasmed about my fingers, milking my fingers. Her sucking snatch made my dick ache. I wanted to be in her, to fuck her so hard, to show her passion. Her moans cried out, needing it.

I ripped my fingers out of her snatch and moved up her convulsing body.

“Yes, yes,” she groaned. “Gods, I need it. Just ram that into me and… Rithi’s amazing talent!”

I sank into her spasming flesh. I groaned, loving the feel of sinking into a woman’s climaxing pussy. To already feel her pleasure writhing around my dick and knowing I would give her even more as I thrust away at her cunt. I buried to the hilt in her. I squeezed her breasts with my sticky fingers as I stared into her citrine eyes.

“You like that, huh?” I asked her, pumping my hips away. “My cock churning up that juicy cunt.”

“Yes,” she groaned, her thighs squeezing around my waist. She pulled me tight against her, the tips of her breasts, those hard nipples, rubbing into my chest. “Ram that cock into me. Keep me cumming. Keep inspiring Kora!”

“You’re just my slut, aren’t you? You’re my aoi si slut!”

“I am right now!” she moaned, her fingers digging into my back, fingernails scratching. Her thighs squeezed tight about my waist as she bucked up into my thrusts. Her pussy sucked at my dick, her orgasms rippling over and over through her body.

My balls, aching to cum in her, smacked over and over into her taint. I loved that meaty thwunk. I squeezed her tits, pressing my forehead against hers, staring into those yellow eyes. Such passion burned in them.

Passion I inspired.

I thrust into her with all my strength, stimulating her pussy with my cock. Her hot sheath convulsed harder, stimulating me. My cock’s tip ached and throbbed as the friction caressed me, sucking at my balls. They grew tighter and tighter.

“I’m going to flood your cunt,” I growled. “That’s what you want.”

“That’s what Kora wants!” she groaned, her voice so thick with her pleasure. “Do it! Cum in me! Fill me with your spunk for your sister’s art!”

I groaned and buried into her convulsing depths. Her silky depths caressed my entire shaft. Her heat surged down my shaft to my balls. The stimulation shot through me. I growled as my back arched, my cum boiling.

And gave the slut what she wanted.

My cum spurted into her cunt. Her pussy milked my cock, spasming harder and harder. Every blast sent ecstasy surging through me. I held her tight to me, crushing her to my chest, her breasts pillowy soft. I grunted with each blast, the pleasure spiking through my body.

I loved it. Reveled in it.

“Brother mine!” Kora whimpered. “Ooh, that’s so hot. You’re filling her cunt with all that cum. It’s amazing.”

“Yes!” I groaned, stars dancing through my eyes. “Gods, yes.”

Ealaín whimpered beneath me, her pussy wringing out the last drops of my cum. A smile played on her face. Her eyes fluttered, glassy for a moment, then the focused on me. Her body shifted and squirmed beneath me.

“You are skilled, Sven. Such an inspiration for your sister.” Her eyes grew studious again, calculating, like I hadn’t just made her cum over and over.

What was she thinking?

“Fuck me now, Master!” Zanyia yowled, landing beside us, her face sticky with Aingeal’s pussy juices. “Please, please. I want to try her cock, Master.” She fluttered her golden, cat-like eyes at me.

I couldn’t say no to her.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Hermaphrodite’s Passion

Ealaín

I let my clit sprout. I shuddered as my nub grew thicker and harder. Its pink flesh darkened to match my obsidian skin as it swelled larger and larger. It thrust at the lamia’s wiggling ass, her tail swishing back and forth, the tawny fur providing a ticklish sensation across my breasts while her furred muff beckoned my cock.

She purred as she sucked noisily on Sven’s cock, her ears twitching in obvious signs of enjoyment. Kora watched, drinking in our actions, providing her more inspiration for her art. But how much unique delights could she create if she stayed in Sven’s harem, fucking the same man and women over and over? Yes, I provided a novel experience.

But not even I could inspire her to make unique works forever.

Her attachment to her brother was… unhealthy. How could she experience more chained to his harem? Love could provide beautiful works of art, but it was hardly the only emotion that could create majesty. That could help uncover the world and touch the souls of those who witnessed her creations.

As Kora shuddered on Nathalie’s licking mouth, the amulet swinging between her breasts caught my attention. That had to be dealt with first. It needed to be their priority. Not their petty vengeance on this Prince Meinard. The pain he caused could propel new art, but this pursuit of revenge did nothing to bring new beauty to the world.

“You going to fuck my little lamia?” Sven asked, his voice strained by the pleasure of his sex slave’s sucking. “She’s a horny thing.”

Zanyia purred loudly about Sven’s dick.

I turned my attention to the lamia. Her pussy dripped juices down her thighs, her tawny bush soaked by her excitement. Her sweet musk filled my nose as her tail coiled about my left breast. She flicked it, brushing my nipples.

Tingles raced down my body to the tip of my girl-dick. I shuddered, bringing my transformed cock to the catgirl’s hot pussy. Her wet silk brushed my tip then her hot pussy lips. I savored this moment. I loved fucking a woman. Being pounded by Sven was nice, he knew how to please a woman, but nothing compared to this.

I thrust.

Zanyia purred louder about Sven’s cock as I sank into her twat. Her hot flesh engulfed my cock. My pleasure surged down my shaft. My pussy clenched as I savored the delight of her cunt. My breasts jiggled as I let out a moan of delight.

“I know,” Sven grinned at me. “She’s got a tight pussy.”

“Yes, she does,” I purred, his eyes watching her tail flicking across my tits.

“Ooh, pound the slut,” Aingeal moaned. “Fuck her so hard. I love watching sex. It’s so hot.”

I savored the emotions our art inspired in Aingeal.

My hips drew back through the catgirl’s tight pussy. She clamped down her flesh about my shaft, pleasure shooting down my clit-dick. I groaned as the pleasure surged through me. Waves of heat washed through my body out of my juicy cunt. Cum and my cream ran down my thighs.

I thrust deep into her snatch, her tail twitching across my tits. My nipples throbbed, the bushy delight stimulating me, inspiring my hips to pump away faster and faster. I drove my dick deep into her cunt, reveling in her juicy delights.

“Damn, that is hot,” Sven groaned, his blue eyes staring at my tits and that catgirl’s flicking tail. “Fuck her. She’s moaning about my cock and sucking so hard.”

“Yes, she’s a wanton one,” I groaned, my eyes flicking across Sven’s pale chest. So muscular and strong. He didn’t have broad shoulders, but he still had a fighter’s strength. “Such a juicy pussy.”

“She’s going to make you cum,” he growled, his hands seizing his slave’s tawny hair. Her ears twitched more. “Right, slut?”

Zanyia’s pussy clamped down so hard on my plunging dick as her purr rumbled out of her throat.

“Oh, yes, she’s going to make you cum so hard, Ealaín,” Kora moaned, her voice so throaty with pleasure. “Fuck her. She’s such a sweet thing.”

“I am, Radiant,” I gasped.

“She deserves to explode on your dick and drink down all my brother’s cum!”

“She loves cum so much,” Nathalie moaned. “Just a slut for it!”

“Oh, yes!” Kora moaned. “Feed her all your spunk, brother mine!”

“I’ll pump it right down her throat,” Sven grunted, thrusting hard. I could hear the meaty thwack of his balls against her chin, his dick ramming down Zanyia’s throat.

She loved it.

Her tail swished faster and faster, brushing my nipples and tits while her hips wiggled from side-to-side. Her pussy sucked at my cock. Her hot, juicy twat begged for me to cum in her. She stirred her sheath around me, caressing me with her silk.

I thrust faster and faster into her depths. My tits heaved and bounced before me. I savored the feel of her cunt and Sven’s eyes lusting after me. He couldn’t look away from my bouncing breasts as I fucked his sex slave with my girl-dick.

“Pound her,” he growled, his voice so thick. His own hips thrust faster and faster, ramming his cock deep down Zanyia’s throat. “Pater’s cock, you need to make my whore cum!”

“Yes!” I groaned. “Gods, I want that. I want to feel her flesh spasming about me. Rithi’s skilled fingers, yes!”

My flesh slapped into Zanyia’s rump. She rocked between us, spit-roasted on our cocks. It was so hot. So exciting. I groaned, pumping with all my might. I wanted to spill every drop of my spunk into her depths. I wanted it dripping out of her, spilling down her thighs. What a delicious treat to witness.

What inspiration for Kora.

“Yes, yes, yes,” my charge moaned. Then she gasped as Aingeal suddenly straddled her face.

“Your mouth needs to do more than just moan!” the fairy gasped, her pink wings spreading wide. She looked so complete with her wings back. Her tits heaved before her, pink hair spilling about her face as she squirmed on Kora’s mouth.

My charge licked and nibbled, devouring the fairy’s pussy with such rapture. But she couldn’t see the art I created. She couldn’t take inspiration from my passion any longer. I growled out as a wave of frustration washed through me, my hips thrusting forward as hard as possible.

My dick rejoiced at the increased friction. It drank in the sensations Zanyia’s silky pussy walls provided. My own cunt tightened, my pleasure building and building in me. My tits bounced and heaved as my ovaries boiled.

“Pater’s might cock, I love that sight,” groaned Sven, staring at his fairy-wife’s big tits heaving as she writhed atop Kora.

“Mmm, yes, yes, yes,” Aingeal moaned, cupping her big, pillowy tits, her nipple rings glinting as they pierced through her fat nubs. “Feast on the sight of these, my husband! You can’t look away.”

“They’re just so delightful,” he grunted, balls thwacking over and over on Zanyia’s chin.

The lamia moaned, her tail swishing faster and faster across my breasts, tickling my nipples. My pussy clenched as the faerie giggled. Sven growled, making the same sounds he did right before he came inside of me.

More of his cum ran out of my pussy while my clit-dick ached in his sex slave’s juicy depths. I shuddered, slamming into her cunt. The friction shot down my shaft to my ovaries. They tightened. My back arched.

“Rithi’s majestic art!” I screamed out, throwing back my head.

My girl-cum fired out of my dick into the lamia’s tight cunt. She whimpered, her ears twitching, and joined me in rapture. Her pussy spasmed about my hard dick. She milked my cock, wringing it dry with her passion while yowling about her master’s dick.

Sven grunted, his masculine face twisting with passion. He slammed his dick deep into her mouth and grunted. As I flooded the slutty lamia’s cunt, his jizz pumped straight down her gullet into her belly. Her pussy spasmed harder about my girl-cock, her orgasm intensifying as the pleasure surged through her body.

“Ooh, yes, you’re giving the little slut what she needs,” Aingeal moaned, kneading her tits as she ground on Kora’s mouth. Her fingers brushed her nipple piercings, flicking the golden rings up and down. “And so is your sweet sister, my husband.”

“Yes, she is,” Sven groaned through his pleasure.

My own orgasm peaked. Dizzy rapture shuddered through me. And Kora didn’t see it. I shuddered, my final spurt of jizz flooding the catgirl’s juicy depths. Pleasure rippled through me. I sucked in such a deep breath as my body buzzed in delight.

“Gods, that was good, eh, Ealaín?” Sven asked.

I nodded my head, casting my calculating gaze to him. Once the amulet was destroyed, however that was accomplished, I would have to part Kora from her brother. She needed new experiences, safer experiences, to grow her art. Her brother would only chain her into his vulgar and dangerous lifestyle. She was a rose that deserved to blossom in the most spectacular garden.

He was a weed. And though a weed could be beautiful in their own vulgar away, they were still so common.

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Kora Falk

Aingeal rolled off of me, gasping and shuddering from her orgasm. Her wings fluttering as she shuddered in delight. I licked my lips, savoring the honey flavor of her pussy, different from the earthier musk of a human’s, or a lamia’s, pussy.

A wave of exhaustion washed through me. I yawned, glad I could make Aingeal cum, but I was just so tired. It had been such a long few days. A long week. Ten days ago, we encountered the patrol that chased us into the woods. We hardly rested at all as we traipsed through the woods, recruited Nathalie, met Aingeal, and then came to Faerie. And there…

My eyes didn’t want to stay open as Nathalie slid up my body and snuggled against me. I smelled my tangy musk adorning her face as she held me tight. Her form felt so hot and silky against me, her embrace so comforting.

“You look so tired, Mistress. Sleep.” She kissed my cheek, leaving my skin feeling sticky with my passion.

“Mmm, yes,” I moaned, that exhaustion dragging me down, mixing with the relaxing buzz of the wonderful orgasms the sex slave snuggling against me gave.

I was sure I’d feel better tomorrow.

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Aingeal

I suddenly felt so sleepy as I came down from the wonderful orgasm that Kora gave me. Not surprising after spending all night chained in a cell. I couldn’t sleep at all, fearing my impending doom. But now… now I was free. I was with my family.

Sleep could wait. I wanted to play some more.

Ealaín sank onto her ass, her clit-dick glistening with Zanyia’s pussy juices, her black thighs stained with Sven’s milky cum. She had her legs parted, his spunk leaking out of her depths. It made my mouth water.

I wanted to play some more. I had my wings back. This was all so amazing. I shoved down that leaden exhaustion and crawled towards the aoi si, my big tits swaying before me. Her citrine eyes flicked to me, lidded from her pleasure.

“Your cock is so fascinating,” I purred. I liked cocks. Thoughts of my poor feyhound, Cú Mheá, flashed through my mind. He was destroyed in the fight with Duke Gallchobhar.

That ached my heart. Cú Mheá wasn’t a living creature, but I carved him and animated him to give me companionship. He was a wonderful lover. Should I make a new one now that I had my husband, his sex slaves, Kora, and the aoi si? And how did Ealaín fit into the family? A friend with benefits? A potential mate to Sven. He’d fucked her hard. That had been so hot to watch.

And now his cum filled her pussy.

I leaned my head down, breathing in her juicy scent. It filled my nostrils with this intoxicating spice that had me salivating. I lunged forward, burying my face into her shaved snatch and lapping up my husband’s cum flowing out her.

Spicy cream and salty cum. Yum.

She shuddered, her wet clit-dick throbbing right before my face. I dragged my tongue up through her folds and brushed the base. I had never experienced the delight of licking from a girl’s pussy to her cock. I shuddered, the flavor of pussy cream becoming sweet. Zanyia’s delight. I purred, my wings fluttering, as I drew it up to the tip of her dick.

“Master!” Zanyia howled behind me, flesh slapping flesh. “Yes, yes, Las’s yummy cum! I love your cock in me!”

I shivered, listening to the sound of my husband fucking his sex slave as my tongue reached the pinnacle of the hermaphrodite’s dick. I swirled around it, gathering her salty precum and more of Zanyia’s sweet cream. The aoi si kept staring at me with her citrine eyes. They were so hard to read. Did she like this?

“Mmm, you bring so many intriguing possibilities into the harem,” I purred, my hips wiggling from side-to-side. “I love it.”

“Oh,” she said. “And how do you plan on using me?”

“Using?” I objected. “No, no, playing.” I grabbed my big, pillowy tits and piled them around her shaft. I felt the slickness of Zanyia’s pussy juices while my pierced nipples rubbed into her flat stomach. “Like this.”

She groaned as I slid my tits up and down her girl-dick. My own pussy grew hotter, lightning zapping from my nipples right to my cunt. Juices ran down my thighs as my butterfly wings fluttered, stirring the air around us.

Her breasts rose as she sucked in a sharp inhalation, the tip of her dick stimulated by my pillowy breasts. I loved it and pumped my tits faster. Zanyia’s cream lubed the way while my nipples drank in the feel of the aoi si’s silky-smooth belly.

My pussy rejoiced at those sensations, growing juicier and juicier by the moment.

“You like that, huh?” I purred. “My big tits on your girl-dick?”

“Of course,” she moaned. “Stimulation is always appreciated.”

“Ooh, and how will you show your appreciation?” I asked, my cunt growing hotter. The stimulation rubbing my pierced nipples—the gold rings twisting and shifting through my nubs—on her breasts shot right to my pussy, building pleasure in my depths. “Will you shower me in your yummy girl-cum?”

“I could be persuaded to do that,” she said, her voice purring.

“I bet,” I said with a grin. “Mmm, I know just how to do it, too. Just what you need. You’re going to cum all over my face, aren’t you? You naughty hermaphrodite. My tits are going to cajole you into erupting. They’re giving you all their arguments about why you need to erupt.”

“Such persuasive arguments,” she agreed, her dick throbbing between my tits.

That made my pussy clench again. The pleasure built in me. I squirmed more and more, my snatch growing wetter. Rivulets of cream worked down my thighs as I pleased this gorgeous creature. I wanted to hear her cry out in ecstasy. I wanted her spunk spurting from her dick and raining across my face.

What an absolutely delightful treat that would be.

My tongue darted out on the downstroke of my tits, licking the tip of her girl-dick when it emerged from between my big boobs. My nipples throbbed as I lapped up her precum. My pussy clenched tight, the pleasure rippling through my body.

“Oh, yes, yes,” groaned Ealaín. “Rithi’s talented fingers and appreciative eye! Gods, you are skilled with your arguments.”

“I love cum as much as Zanyia!”

“Yes!” yowled the catgirl as Sven fucked her sloppy cunt.

My husband grunted and groaned, savoring her as I pleasured the hermaphrodite. I worked my tits faster and faster, her cock twitching and throbbing in between my pillowy mounds. My nipple rings twisted about, stimulating my nipples more and more, shooting rapture down to my cunt. My tongue lapped at the tip of her cock, making her moan louder and louder.

Then she arched her back. Her face contorted. Her yellow eyes squeezed shut. I slid my tits up and down her cock. My tongue flicked the throbbing tip, scooping up a large dollop of her precum. The salty treat melted on my tongue as she screamed out in rapture.

“Gods, yes!”

Her cum exploded.

“Cernere’s black cunt!” I howled as her spunk spurted into my face. My nipples throbbed against her belly as I pumped my tits up and down her shaft, milking out her cum. The pleasure shot down to my pussy. “Yes!”

I made her cum. That thrill combined with caressing my nipples against her belly. As her jizz splattered my tits and painted my face, my orgasm erupted in the depths of my cunt. Pleasure surged through me as girl-jizz splashed into my mouth.

I swallowed the salty treat as we both groaned in pleasure. Cream gushed out of my cunt. My snatch spasmed, waves of ecstasy surging through my body I loved cumming just from nipple stimulation alone, savoring that wonderful treat.

Her cum coated my cheeks and chin. It ran thick down to my neck and dribbled onto my fat tits. Her dick’s final pulse sent a rivulet of pearly spunk running down her shaft to soak into the valley of my tits.

“Mmm, look at you,” she purred, staring at me with such hunger in her eyes.

The aoi si cupped my face and lifted me. Still trembling through my orgasm, she brought my face to her lips and licked at her own cum dripping across my flesh. Sven groaned behind us, slamming hard into Zanyia’s pussy.

“Now that is hot!” he groaned. “Gods, I love it.”

“Master!” squealed Zanyia. “Yes, yes, cum in me! Fill my pussy and… Las’s spurting cock, yes!”

I shuddered as Ealaín’s cum-coated tongue found my lips. We kissed hard, sharing her passion as my body buzzed in delight. The pleasure surged through my flesh. I wiggled my hips and fluttered my wings as I snowballed girl-jizz back and forth with the hermaphrodite, our large tits rubbing together, smearing her cum across her tits.

I purred when we broke our kiss. “Yes, you do bring something delicious to the harem.”

“Harem…” Her eyes flicked away from me for a moment. “I suppose I do.”

I cuddled against her body, loving the feel of her jizz staining my flesh, and watched Sven rip his cock out of Zanyia’s pussy. The catgirl fell into a heap before him, curling up into a ball, her tail twitching, and was asleep in moments, a smile on her lips.

Sven yawned, too. He sank down on the other side of the aoi si, lying on his back, staring up at the tent wall. He sucked in a deep breath, his chest rising and falling, matted by his glistening sweat. I breathed in, the tent filled with the musk of our combined passions, hot pussies and salty cum.

I loved it.

“What are your plans now?” Ealaín asked.

Chapter Thirty: Exhausted Plan

Aingeal

My husband Sven glanced at the sleeping Kora as Ealaín’s question seemed to echo through the tent. His face tightened. “I want to go after that bastard. We’ve destroyed his army and I want to ram my sword into his guts. But…”

“But?” the aoi si asked, her voice sounding almost bored, disinterested.

“The amulet.”

A shiver ran through me. The Biomancer Vebrin’s soul laid locked Kora’s amulet. Panthopus, his terrifying amalgamation of octopus and panthers, prowled the Forest of Lhes. I’d seen them, tentacles thrusting from their bodies, searching for prey. They displaced their bodies, using an innate form of illusions that not even my keen eyes could penetrate. And those weren’t the worst things he created. He experimented on all creatures, even faeries, in his dark castle in the Haunted Forest.

The world was better off without him around.

“We can’t let him be revived. And I doubt we can just smash it.” Sven shook his head. “That never works with powerful magical artifacts. He would have warded it against that.”

“The Collegiate Tower down in Esh-Esh would have ideas,” I said. “They are mages, too. And they condemned Vebrin’s work. They wouldn’t want him back. They hate warlocks.”

“Warlocks?” Nathalie asked, cuddled against Kora.

“Rogue mages who don’t follow the Magery Council’s rules,” Sven answered. “But that’s a long trip. And the Magery is embroiled in their war with the Kingdom of Allain.”

“There’s the Lesbius Oracle in the Deorc Forest,” I added. I gave Sven a naughty grin. “She doesn’t like men, but there’s plenty of women in the party she might be willing to aid.”

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Sven Falk

I rolled my eyes at my faerie-wife cuddling against the aoi si, a mischievous grin playing on her face.

“That’s a big help.”

“Well, Kora’s a woman,” Aingeal pointed out. “Even if she’s made the mistake of sleeping with a guy. The Oracle might overlook that.”

“And what will her price be?” I asked, leaden exhaustion puling down at me. I was feeling the long two days after cumming in Zanyia’s pussy. “We need something closer.”

Ealaín shifted. “You have an idea.”

My face grew tense. Pain throbbed in my heart. Flashes of my old life exploded through my mind. Carousing with Ava with other nubile students, regaling my sisters with my exploits. “The University of Az. Between its various colleges, they will know how to destroy it.”

“Yes, I can see that. The Bardic College guards much old knowledge, and the Philosophic College studies the esoterics,” Ealaín said.

“We just have to go west, skirting the southern edge of the forest, and we’ll reach Az in a few days.” I yawned again and my eyes closed, lids so heavy. “We can meet up with Ava on the way. We’ll be slow traveling through the woods until we hit the southern edge.” I groaned. “I should tell her the plan.” I forced my eyes back open, fighting against sleep, and reached for my pack.

Gods, I was tired.

“I think going to Az is a good idea,” Ealaín said. “Rest. I will take the first watch.”

She rose as I pulled out Ava’s alabaster proxy. Aingeal snuggled closer to me, her breasts sticky. She hugged me tight, her pink hair spilling across my chest as her breathing slowed into sleep. I caressed Ava’s proxy.

She responded.

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Princess Ava – Koyth, The Strifelands of Zeutch

Traveling had left me tired, but it was wonderful knowing their was a plan. I worked out with Sven where to meet him and his harem when they emerged out of the southern edge of the Forest of Lhes. Then I let him get some rest.

He sounded so tired.

I wanted to sleep myself as I lay in the lumpy mattress in the rude village in. Greta shifted beside me. I wore my thickest nightgown, fearing that we wouldn’t be sleeping alone in this bed. This inn looked so shabby. I had never stayed in anything so poor before in my life.

But I could handle the discomfort if it got me away from my father. If it brought me to Sven. And in Az, I bet I could find a way to break the lust enchantment my father placed on me. My pussy twinged, aching for his touch. But he was a day’s ride away now.

I just hoped my plan worked. If he came hunting towards the forest after me. I needed to know.

I sank into my jade beetle. I’d left this proxy in my father’s office after I discovered about the Lodestone hidden in Faerie two weeks ago. My soul rushed out of my body and inhabited the little statue. I came awake in the dark crevasse formed by crumbling mortar in the study’s walls. I peered into the dark room and…

My father wasn’t there.

I clicked my little mandibles in irritation. Of course he wasn’t here. It would have been the greatest coincidence in the world if he was. I let out an annoyed sigh, buzzing my little jade wings in the tight crevasse. I settled into wait, my mind numb with exhaustion.

I just wanted to sleep.

It would be so easy. To just sink down into my dreams…

My thoughts drifted as I struggled to stay awake. My father spent so much time in the study. I had to learn something. I couldn’t let myself sink into oblivion yet. I needed to stay up for as long as I could and…

Sven’s arms engulfed me. “I’ll never let you go. You’re mine.”

“Yes,” I moaned, trembling in his arms as he carried me in my wedding dress towards the black and white altar of Luben. “Make me your bride tonight!”

A door slammed.

I jumped awake still trapped in the tight crevasse. Light flooded in through the crack. My father had returned. My dream spilled off of me as I gazed out into his study. I caught sight of his dark boots marching across the room. Then he sat down heavily at his desk. A drawer opened and then slammed shut.

He sounded… angry? Worried? I wished he would talk to himself, let me know what he was thinking. Instead… he began writing. The scratch of his quill filled the room. It was monotonous, drawling, lulling me back into sleep and—

A loud rap hammered the door.

“Enter,” my father said, his voice cool. Since mother’s death, the passion had bled out of him.

The door creaked open and I caught the hem of a black robe. Master Mage Shevoin swept into the room and stood before my father’s desk. This was it. With his magic, he could track me down. I had my lies all ready if Father caught up with me, how I had to flee because I feared his power. He was a mage. Armies couldn’t stand up to them.

“Well?” Father asked, his voice still devoid of any emotion. “Where did she go? Was she captured? Is she hurt?”

“You’re not even asking if I found her?”

“If you found her, she’d be with you.” Father’s chair creaked. “Stop wasting my time. It won’t be long until my enemies realize that my new armies are no longer activated. I don’t need this distraction. Where did my daughter go?”

“She went south towards Thlin,” he said. “She’s riding fast. I fear… I fear she is fleeing your castle.”

Father let out almost an angry grunt. “And what about the enchantment. You assured me it would make her love me. She…” His voice softened. “She did love me. She gave herself to me.”

“I… I am not a mind reader, your majesty. Perhaps her maid… conspired with your enemies in Thlin. I do not know. I have already ordered your men to ride after her. Do you wish me to accompany them?”

There was a long pause. “No. I can breed other heirs.”

Indignation shot through me. He didn’t actually care about me? I thought he at least loved me.

“I need you to recreate the Lodestone. Send your agents to the mines and find me another piece of magnetic iron big enough to work for your spell.”

“Of course, your majesty,” Shevoin said.

“And send in Gunther. I can spare some men to find my daughter. She would make a great heir for me, but… But I can’t be weak right now.”

My ruse worked. I pulled out of my beetle and sank into my thoughts. My eyes opened to stare at the dark rafters of the inn room’s ceiling. He didn’t love me. I shouldn’t be hurt by that, I despised my father, but… But he said he loved me and…

Sven loved me. I needed to focus on that. On what was important. Once I was with Sven, we would stop my father before Shevoin could recreate the Lodestone. It was time to move on him. It was time to end his reign for good.

To be continued…

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Sammy has been meeting up with some of Suzie’s friends, and they have some special requests.

1. Sangeeta: Good Things Must End
Their sexual activities continued through the remaining days of their stay in Prague. Her son serviced her and his aunt regularly, and Sammy was always willing to be involved in any other sexual escapades that came along.

Sangeeta would never forget the time they went around to Richard and Susie’s home again. She saw her son with his cock buried deep inside Heidi’s vagina, Suzie licking her daughter’s juices off his shaft every time he pulled back before thrusting into Heidi again, Richard with his cock inside Sammy’s ass, and John’s cock in his mouth. As she had sat there watching she imagined what it would be like if it was her family.

She wondered what her first time with her daughter would be like. Since she was already sucking on Sammy’s cock, maybe it would be easiest just to arrange to walk in on them and join in. She could imagine herself sharing her son’s cock with her daughter, then her hand sliding up her daughter’s skirt and finding that her daughter’s panties were already wet. She imagined masturbating her daughter through her panties, then guiding her daughter’s hand up her own skirt. She knew her pussy would be wet. It was already wet just thinking about it. She knew she would be soaking when she had her son’s cock in her mouth, and she’d been playing with her daughter’s pussy. She imagined ending up lying on her back, with her daughter’s pussy over her face, and her son’s cock ramming into her pussy. She imagined him fucking her to an orgasm again, Riya orgasming all over her face and then Sammy fucking his sister and filling Riya’s pussy with his beautiful sperm.

Would she be able to have all of them join in together? She thought about having her husband and son’s cocks in her at the same time, while she was licking her daughter’s pussy. Maybe Sammy would take her husband’s cock up his ass, while Sangeeta was screwed by her daughter with a dildo. Maybe she would screw her husband’s ass too.

She couldn’t help but wonder what Yvette was doing now. Was she sucking the cocks of her sons? Or were they fucking her pussy? Maybe Yvette would go with her daughter too. Maybe she would get her husband involved too. She could just imagine Yvette’s family in a clinch like the one she could see in front of her. Maybe Yvette with one son’s cock in her ass, the other’s cock in her pussy, Yvette lapping at her daughter’s pussy, and her children taking turns sucking on their father’s cock until he finally came in one of their mouths.

The only thing she wasn’t sure about was her husband. How could she get him involved?

2. Jasima: Good Things Must End
Jasima was sitting beside her sister watching her nephew. Ulrich had rung them and asked all three of them over. She and Sangeeta had done all the usual things with Ulrich, and then Sammy had gotten involved. From Ulrich’s reaction, apparently Sammy sucked cock really good. She could imagine what Sammy was feeling with a cock in his mouth. She loved the feeling of hard cock sliding in and out of her body, and there had been a lot of that during her visit to see her sister, and all the times with women too. She ran her hand along her sister’s thigh. Sangeeta spread her legs to let her better access to her pussy, so Jasima took the opportunity to start exploring her sister’s genitals once again. It was already wet from watching Sammy. Jasima felt Sangeeta’s hand on her thigh, and she knew that her sister’s fingers would soon be masturbating her clitoris and finding their way into her wet vagina.

She thought back to the start of that trip. Doing the hostess on the plane was her first time with a woman. Then she had Yvette, Sammy and Sangeeta when she got to Prague.

She wondered about what Yvette was doing back home. Would she be having sex with her sons yet? Maybe with her daughter too? When she got back home she wanted to go to visit Yvette so she could fuck her again. Then have Yvette’s family too. She would love to watch Yvette and her sons. Yvette on her hands and knees, one son behind her fucking her pussy, the other with his cock in her mouth, and the daughter sucking and licking her mother’s nipples. Then Yvette on her back one son with his legs over his shoulders, fucking her pussy, the other fucking her tits, and her daughter straddling her face, letting her mother tongue her sweet little pussy.

Jasima imagined her own family. How would she do it? She knew Sangeeta would help her. She could imagine watching her sister seducing her sons. Maybe Sammy and Riya would be involved too. Sammy would be sure to seduce her sons if he got the chance, and she hoped Riya would be willing to help with her sons too. Or maybe she would like her aunt more. Riya had never thought about her niece that way before, but now she could imagine herself tonguing her nieces’ clitoris. Better still both sisters and their families together. She imagined Sammy sucking on one of her son’s cocks, and Riya sucking on the other. Or maybe it would be one of her sons calling out “Aunty Sangeeta” as he came inside her.

Maybe Sangeeta would come over and have a threesome with her husband. Better yet, her husband was sure to have sex with his niece if he got the chance, and if Sangeeta got involved too he was sure to be hooked on incest.

She started rubbing Sangeeta’s clitoris more rapidly.

“I’m imagining our families together,” Jasima whispered to Sangeeta, who responded by kissing her.

Sangeeta broke away and whispered back “I’m looking forward to it too.”

They kissed again.

3. Sammy: Good Things Must End
“Mummy, I was wondering if we can do something before we go home? Susie has introduced me to some people that are interested in coming to the apartment.”

“Yes, Sammy, that’s fine. You can bring the here anytime you like. You don’t need to ask.”

“No, Mummy, it’s different to that.”

“What do you want to do? Have a party or something?”

“Well, umm, you know how I like men as well as women. Well Susie introduced me to some men. I’ve had sex with them a few times, and one time I told them you and Aunty Jasima were here.”

“You didn’t tell them about what we do together, did you? You need to be careful about who you tell about us. It just takes the wrong person to hear and we all could be in trouble.”

“No Mummy, I didn’t say anything about that.”

“So what’s the problem?” asked Sangeeta.

“They pay me to have sex with them.”

Sammy wasn’t aware of the reason his mother was sleeping around. He thought that maybe she was just a slut, not that the sex was part of her business strategy, so he was surprised when his mother reacted calmly.

“I hope you charge them lots.”

“Well, the way that it works is they bid for my services. They say how much they will pay and what I have to do for it.”

“So how much do you normally get?”

“It varies a bit, but normally ten or twenty Euros to suck me off, and eighty or a hundred Euros to fuck my ass. I’ve saved up about two and half thousand Euros so far.”

Sangeeta thought about how many ass fucks that would be. She would have to get him involved in business development sex when they got home. His share would make him a lot more than that.

“That’s pretty good for only a few weeks.”

“But I’ve been offered a lot more than that. And that’s what I want to talk to you about. I’ve been offered five thousand Euro.”

Sangeeta wondered what it would be for. Whatever it was, her guess was that his ass would ache for a week afterwards.

“What do you have to do?”

“They want to watch me have sex with you and Aunt Jasima.”

“That’s easy money then,” replied Sangeeta, thinking about all the times Sammy had fucked her.

“And I think they’ll have sex with you too.”

“Okay.”

“But they want something special. Like I said they don’t know about us. So I said how would I get you to have sex with me? I said you were both very prudish. That’s when they suggested I drug you.”

“Drug us?”

“Yes, I use drugs to knock you both out, then I have sex with you. That’s why they have to pay so much.”

Sangeeta thought about it. Maybe it would be her ass that ached for a week afterwards, not Sammy’s.

“Okay, why not. Knock me out. Where’s Jasima?”

“She’s already unconscious. I’ve got her in my bedroom.”

“Is that where you want to do it?”

“No, out here. Help me get her out here and then I’ll give you the pills.”

Once he and Sangeeta had gotten Jasima into the lounge room, Sammy spent some time arranging his aunt on the couch. He got his mother to sit beside her. It was much easier to do while she was still conscious. While he texted his contacts, he watched his mother take the tablets and was them down with a glass of wine.

4. Coated with Cum
When she woke Sangeeta felt a bit confused. It was late at night, and the last thing she remembered was sitting on the couch beside her sister and taking the tablets. She knew that it had happened. Her clothes were lying on the floor, and from the way her body felt, she knew she had been fucked. Her mouth, vagina and ass were all sore, and when she ran her fingers across her skin she felt dried sperm coating her.

The shower was running, and she decided she wanted one too. It was a bit of a struggle to get up, and she was a bit unsteady as she walked across the room to the bathroom. Her sister was standing under the running water, her hand supporting resting on the wall of the shower cubicle.

“I know I did something, but I can’t remember what,” said Jasima.

“I think Sammy had sex with us,” said Sangeeta, joining her sister in the shower, and gave her a hug.

“Oh, I thought so, but I can’t remember what else happened. I don’t feel like just Sammy had sex with me. Did you screw me too? With the strapon?”

“I don’t know. It’s all hazy.”

Jasima got out of the shower and started drying herself, while Sangeeta washed her hair, and soaped her body, then rinsed it clean. She used the shower handpiece to rinse out her vagina.

“Have you seen Sammy?” asked Jasima. “Maybe he can tell us.”

“Not yet. Maybe he’s in his room.”

“I’ll see.”

After Sangeeta had finished showering and drying she followed her sister into her son’s room. They were asleep in bed together. She leant down and kissed her son. She could taste dried semen on his skin. The night must have been wild, she thought, and there must be a real story to all this she thought, then got into bed with them both. It would have to wait until morning.

When Sammy woke he knew his aunt and mother were either side of him. His aunt seemed in the best position, so he got on top of her naked sleeping body. His penis was hard in a moment. Soon he was between her thighs, working the tip of his penis between his aunt’s labia, and then deeper inside her.

The sex woke Jasima up, and she kissed Sammy. “Once we’ve finished you have to tell me what happened last night.”

“Okay. But I want to do Mummy first.”

Jasima was making them breakfast after Sammy had finished her off, and while he was giving his mother her morning wake-up. She was sure it was some sort of sexual perversion – but what?

As Sangeeta and Sammy emerged from his bedroom, Jasima had the meal prepared. They had thrown on enough clothes to keep them warm, but their morning escapades were still obvious from their tousled hair and somewhat dishevelled appearance.

“Who wants something to eat? Or do neither of you have enough energy to eat yet?” Jasima smirked a little at her sister and nephew, knowing what they had been doing.

“Just some juice and coffee,” said Sangeeta, still sounding tired, even after sleeping the night away.

By contrast, Sammy was helping himself to the breakfast Jasima had prepared.

They drank and ate in silence for a while, and then finally Sangeeta asked, “What happened last night Sammy? I feel like I’ve never been screwed so much ever before.”

“I told you about some of the people Susie introduced me to. They’re quite wild,” said Sammy. “You’ve been fucked by all sorts of peoples in all sorts of ways.”

From the way they felt it didn’t surprise either Sangeeta or Jasima that they had been fucked over.

“But what happened?” said Sangeeta.

“Well, after you took the pills you passed out, and then people arrived. There were seven of them. The guy that was paying, and some of his friends. They came in, and we had some drinks, and then one of them said ‘So which one is your mother?’ I told them, and they said I should strip you both. It’s much more difficult undressing someone that’s unconscious. First I undressed you Aunty Jasima, then Mummy.”

“I remember you talking about it, and I sort of remember the pills,” said Sangeeta.

“That’s part of the problem with them,” said Sammy, “they make the whole time a bit fuzzy. So you were lying there, and I asked what next. I was told to strip-off, and then they would tell me what to do. My cock was so hard. I had trouble getting my pants off. Then I was standing in front of them naked. I was ready. I asked ‘Which one do I do first? Mummy or Aunty Jasima?’”

“The guy that was in charge said ‘Your mother. Do her real good.’ So I did. You’re more fun when you’re awake, but I loved sex with you anyway. They told me to play with your boobs, and then to fuck them. I was so close to cumming all over them when they told me to stop and fuck your pussy. I did that for a while, and then I had to change over to Aunty Jasima. I still hadn’t cum. The main guy said the longer I waited the more I would cum and the more I would get paid, so I held back.”

Sangeeta felt aroused by what she had heard. Sammy had used her enough times to imagine his cock between her tits, or inside her, but the added excitement of the unknown people was great.

“Then the main guy said ‘Jizz on her’ to the other men. While I was having sex with you they took turns jacking off onto you Mummy. I watched each one of them cum, on your face or on your tits. I was fucking you while you were getting more and more covered. I started licking it off you. You weren’t responding much to me or them, but I loved doing it.’

“My sister being fucked and licked clean by her son,” commented Jasima. “That’s very hot.”

“That’s when I changed over to you Aunty Jasima. I fucked you for a bit, but I couldn’t stay in you too long. I wanted to make sure I came in mummy. When I got off you, I got back into Mum. I was quick though, and came in you for the first time. I rolled off you. You had my cum leaking from your pussy. I loved fucking you both.”

“I don’t understand why my pussy and ass feels so tired,” said Sangeeta. “What you’ve said shouldn’t have made them this sore.”

“After I’d cum in you Mummy they said it was their turn. I thought they would cum on her some more, but what they mostly did was fuck you in the pussy or in the ass.”

“Did they do you in the ass too,” asked Sangeeta.

“No,” said Sammy. “I just sucked cock to get them ready for you.”

It was making a bit more sense to Sangeeta now. A whole group of guys gangbanging her would strain her pussy, but it still didn’t feel enough.

“They came into you Mummy,” said Sammy. “They fucked you until they came. And Aunty Jasima too. I thought that would be all. I’d fucked you and sucked their cum off you, then they had fucked you. But they wanted me to do more. The main guy told me to go down on you both to clean you. He offered me more money, so I did it. I hope you don’t mind.”

“No of course not sweety,” said Aunt Jasima.

“I started licking, then they told me to put my fingers in you both. One finger, then two, and then more until my whole hand was in you.” He paused and sipped his coffee before continuing.

“It was hard to get my hand in, but they had stretched you a bit with their cocks, and I worked my hand in. I had you both like that.”

Sangeeta imagined herself lying on her back, legs apart, her son between her legs, and his hand inside her. That might explain the state of her pussy.

“Was that all,” said Sangeeta. “Did you do anything else?”

“That was nearly all. They fucked you some more, then they went home.”

“I don’t remember taking the tablet,” said Jasima. “I was here and then it got fuzzy, and then I woke up with a pussy full of jizz.’

“I sort of remember to talking to Sammy about this,” said Sangeeta, “but I’m not sure on what he said.”

Sammy felt it best to keep himself to himself. He had talked about it to his mother, but the reason his aunt couldn’t remember it was because he hadn’t bothered to ask her.

5. Homeward bound
Adventures must end, and so did the time of Sangeeta in Prague. She sat at the dining room table in her apartment, and watched her sister with her son. In some ways she was sad to be leaving, because the anonymity of being overseas had let her do things she would never have done at home. But on the other hand, being so far from home meant that so much of her family was so far away – her other sister, her brother, and her daughter. Even her husband.

She had seen her son with her sister enough times to know he was near. He was going to cum into her, and then she would sprawl back with her legs apart inviting Sangeeta to enjoy what was on offer.

Really all they were doing was filling in time. Their luggage was packed, and they had checked in on-line. This morning was just them waiting for the time to go to the airport. So they may as well take advantage of it. It was going to be more difficult to arrange when they were back at home with so many more people that knew them around.

Sangeeta planned to get back in contact with Yvette and Angela. She wanted to screw them both again, and she knew that Sammy wanted Yvette another time. She wouldn’t mind finding out more about the rest of Yvette’s family either. Or helping out with some more of Yvette’s business development sex.

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Read the first three since this is part four. for my fans that asked for more, here is more.

“So your name is Bonnie?” Marcie tentatively asks.

“Yeah. So how did you get here?” replies Bonnie.

“I was at the bar with a good friend when this person runs up behind him and hits him in the back of the head. Next thing I know I’m handcuffed here and having sex with this person. I thought she was a man because of her short black hair but then she got naked and he was a she.” Marcie rambles. “I felt someone watching me all night at the bar and we locked eyes for a minute but I didn’t thing anything of it.”

Bonnie chuckles, “They never do.”

“What do you mean?” Marcie asks

“They hunt you like prey,” Bonnie says menacingly, “sometimes for days, weeks, or even months.” Bonnie looks at her cuffed wrist and whispers, “Unless they’re really patient.”

“And if they are really patient….?” Marcie whimpers.

Bonnie’s eyes snap to Marcie’s body and look her up and down. She locks eyes with her and moves in close as she snarls, “They’ll hunt you for years.”

“She’s been hunting you that long?” Marcie says practically spitting out the word hunting like a bad aftertaste.

“Three years she’s been trying to get to me. And tonight she finally succeeded.” Bonnie laughs. “I thought she’d wait to heal and then take me physically but I guess she couldn’t wait any longer.”

“Who is she?” Marcie asks, wanting to know who her captor was.

“Her name is Rhyan,” Bonnie replies, “She’s been coming in to the hospital I work at for at least the three years I’ve been interning, and then working there.” Bonnie continues, “she came in for a broken nose and
then for various concussions, cuts, stabbings and everything in between.”

“From what?” Marcie asks.

“I don’t know but the innuendo she leads into it suggests she likes it rough, if you know what I mean.” Bonnie licks her lips at this last little quip and starts to move in closer to Marcie.

“What are you doing, Bonnie?” Marcie asks with her eyes wide. She shuffles further back from Bonnie to the edge of the bed almost falling off.

Bonnie moves closer with a hungry look in her eye, “That’s the worst Rhyan has ever been hurt. You did her good little lass but fighting will only make her keep you longer”

Bonnie moves in close to Marcie and looks down at her naked pussy. She smiles and licks her lips.
“I see why she picked you though. You’re a tasty little morsel,” Bonnie leans in a crushes her mouth on Marcie’s.

“What are you doing?!” Marcie shouts.

“Teaching you to give in so it’s not so scary.” Bonnie’s voice is husky and full of lust and experience, “the sooner you learn to like it, the easier it will be to learn and please her.”

“How do you know this?” Marcie exclaims

“Because I’ve been where you are a few years ago.” She says.

Bonnie leans in and kisses Marcie again but not so rough. She moves her hand to gently cup her pussy. She tries to put her other hand on Marcie’s shoulder but is stopped by the cuffs.

“Fuck! This would be easier without the cuffs.” Bonnie says.

“As long as you don’t run….” I say from the door frame.

Both women jump at the sound of my voice. I never left the room. I ducked around the door jamb to hear if Bonnie was going to reveal who I was. I’m not mad. Was hoping she would actually. Makes my role that much stronger because I didn’t get all warm and fuzzy and make BFFs with my prey. Marcie is a hot name though.

I start to walk slowly to the bed, “So you want to teach her Bonnie, huh? I knew you were a freak as soon as I laid eyes on you three years ago. This is going to be so much more fun then I anticipated.”

I pull the key out of my pocket and undo Bonnie’s handcuff so I can watch it all play out. I knew Bonnie wouldn’t run. If she’s telling the truth about college, she knows it’s a bad idea. I have no qualms about beating my pets to do my will. Like I said before, Marcie isn’t the first.

Before Bonnie can turn her attention back to Marcie, I grab her wrist and pull it above my head so she can’t help but get close to me. I look deep into her eyes and smile that dark smile that lets her know that this is a favor and nothing had better go wrong. She sheepishly looks down and then back into my eyes with her own piercing gaze. I put my lips on hers and shove my tongue into her mouth. She vigorously fights for her own gain and I push her back before I take her right there.

“You’d better give me a good show, pet.” I tell Bonnie as I let her wrist go.

“It will be.” She whispers back into my ear.

Bonnie moves to the middle of my bed as I take a seat in the old style Victorian chair I have in my bedroom.
Marcie looks at me, her eyes wide.

“So now you look to me, my pet. Why not earlier when I was trying to ‘teach’ you?” I reply coarsely.

She looks away and a tear runs down her face, ashamed that she is going to have sex with this other woman and that I will be watching and allowing it to happen.

“Please,” Marcie whispers to Bonnie, “don’t do this.”

“Don’t be afraid Marcie,” Bonnie replies with a smile, “It’ll be one of the most amazing experiences of your life.”

Bonnie pulls Marcie’s legs around her waist and takes charge. She kisses her passionately and moves her hands down her waist, trying to make Marcie’s body more pliant even if her mind isn’t. She moves her kisses to her cheeks and then her neck. Bonnie slowly leans her body against Marcie’s slim body. There nipples touch and Marcie tenses, trying to keep her body from betraying her.

As Bonnie exerts her dominance over Marcie, she lays her down. Marcie’s arm stays above her head from the handcuffs. Thinking I should undo the cuffs, I decide to wait a little longer when Marcie is love drunk and won’t think of running.

Bonnie moves her hands over Marcie’s smooth skin, down her sides and hips and then back up again. She never came near Marcie’s twat but Marcie’s body is responding excellently. Bonnie continues her barrage of kisses and by this time I’ve decided I won’t just be a voyeur in this hands-on lesson.

I take my shirt and bra off exposing my B-sized breasts to the air. Not as big as Marcie and Bonnie’s bigger C’s but my dominance makes up for that. I slip out of my pants and show my clean shaven vagina and tight ass. Thank god Marcie and Bonnie are the same or we’d all be in my shower executing another lesson.

I sit back in my Victorian chair and the crushed velvet of the seat padding feels nice against my bare ass. I place one leg over an arm of the chair and start to slide my slim fingers over my pussy lips and clit while the other hand is working at my nipples.

Meantime, Bonnie has moved her kisses from Marcie’s lips and neck to her breasts and begins to tease her nipples. Marcie’s face is wet with tears and she keeps mouthing the words no and please to no avail. She is trapped and knows it. Marcie’s free hand is tangled in Bonnie’s hair trying to pull her away but it isn’t effective if you aren’t trying. Her will is slowly disappearing as her ‘lesson’ continues.

Bonnie moves even lower and begins to kiss her stomach and hips and even dares to give her pussy one little kiss, which Marcie doesn’t shy from. Bonnie continues to kiss and caress Marcie into giving in. How long that will take I don’t know but I am a patient hunter. Both of Bonnie’s hands are roving over Marcie’s young firm body and getting a response. Marcie’s no’s have turned into little moans of pleasure and her body has begun to move in time with the caresses.

God to be in the middle of those two being pleasured and touched. I get off at just the thought and my body shudders from the sudden unexpected pleasure the thought brought to my body. The little river of juices runs from my vagina to leave a wet stain on my chair, right next to the other ones. My fingers slip just inside my hole to get wet before I attack my clit again and from the looks of it, across the room, Bonnie is doing the same to Marcie.

Bonnie has laid Marcie down and begun to run her tongue from her pussy slit to her nipples. She dives into Marcie’s belly button and then swirls around her nipple. Marcie gasps as Bonnie clamps down hard on the left nipple while pinching the right one. Bonnie shoves her knee into Marcie’s crotch and grinds against the blonde’s clit. Marcie is trapped between the headboard, Bonnie’s body and the knee at her vagina. She can’t move without causing pain and pleasure.

I admire Bonnie’s technique as I peer around her shapely pert ass. For sitting on it most of the work day it hasn’t ballooned out like the last pet I had here, but that’s another story. As Bonnie roves over Marcie’s young body I continue to stoke my arousal high. I stop myself before I hit that edge, I want to join in a few minutes but won’t be able to if I already slaked my lust for them on my own. Cum keeps flowing from my twat and over the edge of the chair. I can’t hear it over Marcie and Bonnie’s moans, but I know it’s hitting the floor.

Bonnie finally lets go of Marcie’s nipples and moves to softer caresses and kisses on her neck. Marcie’s head is tilted back and has tears running over her cheek and chin. The shallow dip at the base of her neck has become a puddle of tears.

“Just let go,” Bonnie whispers in her ear, “by holding on so long you are making it harder on yourself.”

“I don’t know how,” Marcie sobs, “I want to but don’t know how.”

“Do it like you were with a man,” Bonnie encourages.

She leans in to kiss Marcie affectionately on the lips. Bonnie’s hand travels down to her hips and then over her stomach. She’s searching for Marcie’s will to give in. Finally Marcie starts to use her free hand to explore Bonnie’s body. She reaches over her shoulders and back and up to the back of Bonnie’s neck. Bonnie’s breathing starts to come short and ragged.

“Like that, Marcie, just like that,” Bonnie exhales.

I bring myself close to exploding one more time and stand up. It’s almost time to let Marcie out of her cuff. Bonnie slips a finger into Marcie’s over stimulated cunt and begins to feel around slowly. Moaning, Marcie bucks her hips for more. I crawl from the foot of the bed with the key to the cuffs between my lips. I place one hand on Bonnie’s perfectly rounded buttocks and crawl over her body. I push her shoulders down, and without resisting, Bonnie puts her chest on Marcie’s and begins to kiss her. Marcie’s eyes are closed trying to forget her will and doesn’t see me.

With Bonnie’s chest on Marcie’s, it leaves her ass in the air and I stroke her swollen pussy lips from behind. She wiggles her ass for more and thrusts it closer to me. I put two fingers on her clit and push it hard. Bonnie’s head comes up for a moan and her finger goes deeper into Marcie’s pussy hole. Marcie throws her head back and moans from Bonnie’s finger penetration.

I slap Bonnie’s ass, “Move,” I command her and she obediently moves next to Marcie but doesn’t stop kissing and caressing her. I put my hand on Bonnie’s and slip a finger in next to hers. Marcie still hasn’t seen me or is pretending not to. I lie next to her and turn her head towards me.

“Look at me!” I say.

She opens her tear moistened eyes and looks into mine. I smile.

“Have you given in yet?” I say around the key I have in my cheek.

She slowly blinks and her head falls back in defeat.

“That’s my pet,” and I reward her with a wiggle from my finger.

Her head snaps up and she glowers at me. Expecting to have to ‘persuade’ her some more, she surprises me by grabbing my neck and pulling my lips onto hers. She crushes our mouths together and stabs her tongue into my mouth. I fight back and throw a leg over her and push our bodies close together. I pull away before her furious tongue can find the key.

“You want the key?” I exhale nodding towards the cuffs.

She grabs my hips with her free hand and grinds her pussy mound into my wet vagina.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” I smile.

I lean down and kiss her fiercely this time and when she sticks her tongue through my lips I make sure the key is waiting. Bonnie sees the key protruding just out of my lips and gives me ‘are you sure look’ and I stare her down until she looks away, blushing that she even questioned my authority. Bonnie sheepishly looks at me. I wave my hand at her telling her to move to the end of the bed and wait until I want her in my favor again. Nothing pisses me off more than a pet that thinks they know everything because this happened in college……once.

Bonnie moves to the foot of the bed and waits with a red face and a single tear down her cheek. Now I wonder how many times this happened in college.

Marcie grabs the key with her lips and drops it in her waiting hand. She reaches up and twists her waist to undo her handcuff. I bring my hand from her dripping cunt and roll her completely over. The click of the cuff coming of echoes in the room and she falls under the weight of my body. I kiss her neck and shoulders and all the way down her spine. I find the curve of her beautiful ass and pinch it gently.

My hands travel all over her sides and back and she squirms and moans in pleasure. I tuck my head into her side and let her roll over, leaving my head near her pussy. She runs her hands through my hair and I follow her hip bone to her slit and flick it with my tongue. She pushes my head down and I latch onto her pussy with ferocity. Though I love it when my pets fight, I love it more when they accept their fate. Don’t take me wrong, I have no problem beating them to submission, but the bruises are very unattractive.

My lips play with her clit and my tongue dives into her pussy hole. With the heat and fragrance of her cum rising to fill my lungs with every breath, I decide to lose control. I wrap my arms under her legs and pull her closer so I can get my tongue deeper. Her head falls off the pillow onto the bed but Marcie doesn’t even notice. She is pulling and pinching her nipples with one hand and entwining her other hand in my hair.

Marcie pushes my head harder and I pull her closer. My fingertips dig into her flesh leaving little welts from our movement back and forth. Her moaning is louder and her eyes are rolled back telling me she is close to cumming. I bite her puffy pussy lips together around her clit and she starts to move her hips. I grind my jaw back and forth putting pressure on her clit through her pussy lips. I let go and begin to lick hard and fast at the swollen bauble of a clit she has.

Her legs begin to tighten around my head and I can’t hear, only feel the vibrations of her moans through her body and down her legs. Both hands are lost in my black hair and are pulling and tugging, for more or less I can’t tell but I don’t care. You’re going to pass out from ecstasy one way or another. My jaw isn’t even beginning to get tired and I’m not stopping. Marcie starts to push my head attempting to make me stop, futile.

Her pushing gets harder and her legs squeeze tighter. I relax and put my tongue in my mouth. Just wait, I tell myself. Marcie makes the mistake of relaxing her legs and they fall to either side of my head. Thinking that I have finished, Marcie begins to exhale slowly and catch her breath. I breathe on her swollen, hot, dripping twat and she shivers. Still trying to catch her breath, Marcie tries to sit up and I pin her to the headboard and push her legs apart with my shoulders. Too late to do anything now, she tries to close her legs. I dive my tongue as far as it will go into Marcie’s vagina.

“Bonnie!” I manage with a mouth full of pussy and she comes next to me.

“Yes Mistress?” Bonnie sheepishly replies

“Straddle and hold.” Is all I can get out.

Bonnie jumps at the chance and jumps on Marcie, the weight of her body keeping Marcie firmly in place. Bonnie starts giving her own ministrations to Marcie and even more moans and bucking almost make us deaf and throw rugs.

Finally Marcie goes red all over and tense. She relaxes so fast that Bonnie is toppled over onto the bed next to her. Though her breathing is fast and shallow, her eyes are closed and she isn’t moving.

I always win.

“And now it’s my turn Bonnie,” I turn to the other woman on my bed, “show me how sorry you are for questioning me with just a look.”

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Daniela attempts to consult Bianca about her parent’s opinion on homosexuality but is sidetracked by Bianca’s ventures into a cartoon subculture.

Chapter 4: Bloody Toons

Daniela walked in Bianca’s room and closed the door behind her. Bianca was on her bed looking at pictures on her computer again. She noticed there was a new poster on her wall. It wasn’t quite a poster actually, it was a wall scroll made of fabric and it had some sort of odd looking cartoon characters printed on it. It wasn’t really Bianca’s thing, Daniela thought, but whatever.

“Hey. Old man balls gave you the runs?” asked Bianca as she gave a quick glance at Daniela.

“Heh, I don’t know, I guess. I just went back in the kitchen and finished it.” answered Daniela. Bianca’s attention went back to her computer. Good, this would give her some time to think about what to say to Bianca about her parents. But maybe she’s already aware of it somehow. Even if they never talked about it. Still, it’s something that they should talk about. That is, if they want to spend the rest of their lives together, peacefully. That’s what Bianca wants too, right?

“Hey, Bianca?” started Daniela.

“Wassup, sweet cheeks?” Bianca replied as she kept scrolling through images on her computer.

“Uhm, so…” Daniela still didn’t know how to word her worries to Bianca, but she still had to say something. Being silent for too long would surely make Bianca suspicious that something was up and she wasn’t sure if she was ready to face the music quite yet. “You’ve been looking at a bunch of pictures all day. Some project you’re working on?” she asked.

Bianca turned her head to Daniela and said “Well, sort of. Here, look at these photos.” Bianca turned her computer towards Daniela so she could take a look. Daniela kneeled by the bed and looked through the photos on the screen.

“Are these Halloween costumes? I don’t get it.” she asked.

“Well, technically, yes. But this is called Cosplay. Ever heard about it?” Bianca asked.

“Cosplay? I-I really don’t know.” said Daniela. She moved her arms off the bed to lean against it and continued. “Seems pretty dorky to me.”

“Well, you also never heard of those conventions where a bunch of nerds get together and dress up as comic book characters?” Bianca asked.

“Ehrm… Maybe? It’s just sounds like a mascarade party.” said Daniela.

“Heh, I guess it’s kinda like that. Except that they don’t go to a basement afterwards for an orgy… I think.” said Bianca.

“What?” asked Daniela.

“Hahah! Nothing, nevermind. Anyways, the point is I have a friend who’s organizing one of these conventions with his boyfriend and there’s a performing arts contest being held as one of the many events there. His name’s Hayden by the way, we’ve been hanging a lot lately.” said Bianca.

Daniela jumped a little at the mention of the name. So this was Hayden, and he’s gay. What a relief. Actually, it made her feel a bit silly about panicking about it before. But it also made sense that he would be so quiet around her parents. He wouldn’t want them to find out he’s gay or they wouldn’t let Bianca hang out with him… Which would mean that Bianca knows and she probably warned him. The more reason she now had to bring up the conversation to her.

“Sooo, he asked you to participate in the contest?” Okay, eventually she would ask Bianca about her parents, but maybe now wouldn’t be a good time.

“Yea. Well, get this – he has this group of friends who were going to do a dance number together, but two of them were kidnapped a few months ago and… only one survived.” said Bianca.

“Oh, my – someone died? That’s terrible!” said Daniela, putting her fingers on her mouth.

“Yea. It was a real bummer for Hayden since he knew the girl pretty well. He barely speaks much lately because of that. It’s obvious he’s still mourning.” she explained. That would explain why he was so quiet. Never mind, then.

“So, what happened to this girl? How did she… pass away?” Daniela asked.

“I really don’t know, actually. Not even Hayden is too sure what happened. The police report just says that some woman claimed hearing girls screaming from the woods behind her house and when the police investigated they found the girls tied up in an old storage shack, bleeding and bruised. One of them though, Allison Lewwitz resisted the most and was beaten to death for it.” Bianca explained.

“Bianca, that’s just so horrible…” said Daniela.

“What’s really strange is that there were no traces left behind by the criminals. No finger prints. Not even a hair.” said Bianca.

“And you said they were tied up when the police found them?” Daniela asked.

“Yeah, both of them.” Bianca replied.

The topic made Daniela uncomfortable. “So… now they need another person to fill in for Allison and that’s where you come in.” said Daniela as she shifted her weight.

“Yeah. I’ll have to put on costumes that they make based on anime characters, and then we dance a number or two to a couple of Japanese songs on stage so we can compete for prize money against other performing groups.” Bianca explained.

“Wait, based on what characters? Enemy characters? Annie May? What did you call them?” asked Daniela confused.

“Hahahah! Ah-nee-meh! Anime! Y’know, like Japanese cartoons.” Bianca explained.

“Japanese… cartoons? Aren’t cartoons all the same?” Daniela was becoming more perplexed and less interested.

“Hahah! Not really. There’s a very distinct difference in the art style and most definitely in the writing, more importantly there’s – Character Development and Continuity! Ooooh” said Bianca as she waved jazz hands in the air.

“I guess that would explain these toys of girls with big tits and this wall scroll you have.” Daniela pointed out as she looked around the room.

“Yeah, hahahah! Pretty much! I mean, I figured I’d look into this culture that Hayden is into since I’ll be working with these girls, and I ended up getting really absorbed by this new series about a fairy elf girl who goes on a quest with a mythical sword to save a kidnapped prince.” Bianca explained.

“Hm, that’s an interesting change of gender roles.” Daniela observed.

“Oh, and you know what, you used to watch Anime with me too. Did you know that?” Bianca asked.

“I honestly don’t know -“

“Yeah! You do!” Bianca interrupted. “Remember that show where the boy wen’t around catching all the different kinds of monsters so he could bring them together and make a wish? That was anime.”

“Oh, yeah… That show WAS pretty weird. I mean, it wasn’t like Tom & Jerry or the Flinstones… It was… different. Oh, like that show where they played cards with monsters that came out!” Daniela remembered.

“There ya go! Now you’re gettin’ it. But those weren’t even scratching the surface of how complex anime shows can be. Maybe I’ll have you watch a couple of episodes with me tonight.” Bianca suggested.

“Meh, alright, I guess.”

“I won’t bore you too much, I promise. And then, we’ll go to sleep and uh… Have ourselves a little party under the covers?” Bianca asked as she slowly slid her hand over her crotch.

“Eh, I don’t know. I mean, between hot sex with a lesbian sex-fiend like yourself and watching weird gender-role bender cartoons from Japan, that’s quite a big decision.”

“Oh, cut it out, loser!” said Bianca throwing a pair of jeans at Daniela. “You’re gettin’ both or you get nothing!”

Daniela grabbed Bianca’s jeans and retaliated, leading to a wrestling match between them, and Daniela’s worries to be put on the back burner.

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My friend Ella invites me to a “pleasure party”. I soon learn it involves scissoring, lesbians, and lots of spectators with throbbing cocks.

PART 1 – LESBIAN DESIRES ————————————————————————————————–
It all starts with a beautiful 19 year old woman. Blonde wavy hair, blue eyes, and full pouty lips. I often compare her to Nicole Aniston with such a model face. She is average to tall in height, maybe 5’6″, and thin. She has hide wet hips, and an ass to die for. Round, yet perky and sweet. Not as large as my own but still very shapely and fat. And her breasts are large, a D cup, with extremely perky nipples that sit like pink beads on her firm tits. She is flirtatious and ambitious, she knows what she wants and when she wants it. We will call her Ella. I’m 5’1″ and about 110 pounds, I have decently sized breasts, a C cup. I have a large, round ass for my height, and I am also thin. I have long dark hair, and brown eyes, and a small face with high cheekbones. I’m 18.

My friend, Ella and I had known each other for a long time. We had met as neighbors and quickly became good friends. We would regularly play with each other sexually in our teens, generally this involved rubbing each other’s clits with our middle finger sharply until we orgasm while watching some porn or talking about men we fantasized about. I really wanted more, but it simply never went further. Even though we both expressed always being so wet we would have to change panties regularly and could usually feel our juices drip down our legs. So I was very excited when she told me about an event where we could “scissor” , and lots of hot women would be there. She explained scissoring to me, and it sounded exciting. She called it a “pleasure party”.

So we get ready, I decide I will wear something slutty, I want everyone to know that I’m there to have a good time and not to hold back on me. I wear a short, tight mini skirt that confines my ass. Under my skirt I wear a black thong, the only thing I want covering my naughty little holes is a tiny strip of fabric. As for my top I decide to wear a lace see through bralet.

Ella decides to go with a similar look, I can’t see what she has underneath (yet) but I see she is wearing a skin tight mini dress with a deep cut neckline, her tits pour out of it splendidly and look so perky as if they will pop out any moment. You can see her perky nipples peak through the thin see through fabric of her top. As for the bottom of her dress, it’s so short I can see it hug the bottom of her ass, and a bit of white fabric between her legs from behind. She bends over and asks me to inspect her panties and make sure they look ok. I take my hand and rub it firmly over her panties to feel her cunt up to her clit, I tell her “it looks delicious” with a smirk. We are ready to go.

From the parking lot we can hear moans already, this excites both of us. As we are walking Ella suddenly stops me, and presses me against the wall before we enter. She glides her hand up my leg, and pushes my slutty panties aside and pushes her middle finger up my forever aching cunt. “I wanted to make sure you were ready for what’s inside, but I should have known.” she says as she pulls her finger in and out of my dripping pussy. I was definitely ready.

We walk in, and are instantly greeted with the most erotic thing we had ever seen. Multiple sofas, tables, etc. covered with women licking each other, scissoring together, or rubbing each other in some way. Multiple men are on the sidelines, rubbing their hard cocks as they watch groups of women rubbing and sucking each other’s breasts, rubbing their breasts together, rubbing clits together, or licking each other’s hot slits. Everyone moaning in pleasure and excitement. Though I noticed, none of the men appeared to have cum yet.

All of the women had large breasts, nicely shaped asses, etc. and the men here were gorgeous, though not all men were muscled, some were more thin with some well toned abs and pecks all were very tall and attractive.

Out of no where a woman in a slutty patrol outfit comes up to Ella and I. She had red hair, a tight black miniskirt, and a spandex halter top (with noticeably hard nipples poking out). She told us no one except the patrol and staff were allowed to wear clothing and that we must strip immediately.

I remove my clothing slowly, bending over a nearby table to remove my panties slowly. Ella decides to copy me, and when she does I can’t help but enjoy the view of her hot pink folds with clear juices dripping down her pink lips down her legs. I think she was turned on by the same view as much as I was, because after she showed me her cunt, she stood up and began rubbing her body against me. I rubbed back, our nipples kissing each other making them more erect, and then rubbing the mounds of smooth flesh that were our pelvis’. We both wanted more.

At this point we ended up on a sofa next to two older women pleasuring themselves on a girl with a petite frame, one with her nipples in the girl’s mouth and the other rubbing her clit firmly against the girl’s who was moaning between sucking and licking the other woman’s tits. This upped the ante, and we just had to try it. We began to lick and suck each other’s nipples. Her mouth felt wonderful on my nipples, and while I sucked on those puffy nipples she pinched and pulled on mine. It went straight between our legs.

I decided to first try a more missionary position, our tits laying against one another’s. So she got on top of me and inched her clit more and more towards mine. Until they touched. We moaned ecstatically. It was like electricity, and we both started thrusting our clits together. Our hot, pink folds kissed as our juices mixed together while we finally orgasmed. It felt so good, we tried this over and over. Multiple positions, and speeds, changing who was on top each time. We tried it with our legs criss-crossed over while we lay on opposite ends of the sofa, we tried it standing up while we humped against each other, we tried it any way we could think of. Some women even came to rub their cunts while watching or to rub and pinch our tits while we scissored.

By the end of it our pussies were a mess, covered in cum and clear juices. But this was just the beginning.

PART 2 – CUM INSIDE ME ————————————————————————————————–

Eventually, the men who were watching became involved.

“We will now begin the creampie portion of the party, please line up on these sofas and mats in the front in the position you desire and prepare yourself.” the patrol lady we met earlier announced.

It seemed though, there were more men than women. Ella had made me feel very good, but my pussy still ached and throbbed for something long and hard inside of me. I was ready to be fucked.

Ella laid down on a mat with her legs spread wide, our cum dripping out of her. I decided to lay doggy style, with her ass perked up in the sofa next to her, our cum also dripping out of me. Two men came up to Ella one with brown hair and brown eyes and an athletic build, the other with a sort of dark red hair and a thin build with amber eyes. Both of their cocks appeared to be around 7 or 8 inches. It turned me on to watch them force their long dicks into her hole one after the other and fuck her mercilessly.

But I had my own cocks to take. A man with bright blue eyes, blonde hair and a thin but muscular body, and likely 8 or 9 inch cock comes up to me and rubs his length up and down my slit “you’ve already been a naughty girl and came, didn’t you? I can’t wait to penetrate you” he whispers in my ear and to my surprise a resounding smack across my ass “I’ve been watching you, I can tell you like it intense. Do you want it?” he teases me by leaving his cock at the entrance to my cunt and leaving it there, letting me pulse and throb around the head of his cock.
“Oh just fuck her already, I want my turn. You always tease women, Luke.”
I look over behind me, to see a man with styled black hair, and striking green eyes and a thin body with rippling abs rubbing his also very long 8 or 9 inches of solid cock.
The two seem to know each other, and I reply to the blonde man already “y-yes p-please take me”, barely making my words out.
“Oh you want it all inside of you, slut?” He replies naughtily.
“Y-yes all of it p-please I n-need it” I say, now gasping to speak.
He lets out a sexy moan as he enters me and shoves his entire length (which I have a hard time adjusting to) inside of me. But again, he teases me and doesn’t thrust in me. “You’re so tight, I had no idea you’d have such a tight hole for me to fill. You’re going to scream for me to stop it will feel so good” he says as he reaches around and squeezes my tits.
The other man is rubbing himself and inches over to me as if he wants it in my mouth. I want it in my mouth. It looks so juicy and hard. I just want to taste it. Just before I give it a lick – “ooohh god” I feel Luke begin to thrust inside of me, hard and deep. He isn’t playing around anymore. He fucks me like a whore, filling every inch of me with cock, I feel him throb inside of me.
“Yeah put it in her mouth, Matt.” Luke says with some pleasure in his deep voice while he fucks me, as Matt actually does inch his cock in my mouth gently. He tastes so good, and I suck and lick him while I get my pussy fucked hard. I’m having a good time.
Luke picks up the pace and fucks me deeper, and harder with each thrust. I can feel his cum starting to drip inside of me. Another man lines up, he has light brown hair and hazel eyes, he’s stroking his 7 inch cock. Matt can no longer take me sucking on him so hard and cums down my throat while Luke cums deep into my pussy, shooting his load in me leaves cum dripping out the rim of my cunt. But none of them are done yet. All of the men decide it’s time for the grand finale.

Luke decides he wants my ass, Matt now wants my pussy, and the third man wants my mouth. I’m ready to be a little fucktoy to pleasure these sexy men.

Luke thrusts inside of my ass slowly, and Matt takes my pussy softly and gently – he really seems sweet, and the third man just wants to cum already and starts fucking my mouth. All three of them are moaning and enjoying their cocks inside of me. Matt feels like ecstasy bumping against my cervix and rubbing against the soft velvety ribbed surface of my pussy. He’s so large I feel completely filled. Luke feels twice as good in my ass, having both of my holes filled is so satisfying. And though the man in my mouth is taking me a little rough, he is very delicious and tastes sweet.

After fucking for what feels like hours, all of the men cum inside of me, exploding in my pussy and coating it with warm cum, shooting cum in my ass and letting it drip down my pussy, leaving me a hot creamy mess between my legs. And the man in my mouth decides to cum in my mouth for a moment just to pull it out of my mouth and cum on my tits and watch it drip down my nipples and rub them for me.

But it doesn’t end there.

Ella and I decide to scissor our well fucked pussies together, mixing the cum that was shot inside of us together, and it makes us feel that much more stimulated. We also rub our cum covered tits together, and lick the cum off. It is all very sweet and our tits end up being red and swelled from being pleasured so much. Before we leave, we decide we need to clean up. So I told Ella to get on her hands and knees, and I lick the cum up her legs and ass, over her little slit, and then lick her hot pussy and clit. I eat her out, and lick her nice and clean while she moans, but be sure to leave the semen deep in her pussy actually inside and don’t lick it out. She tells me she wants the cum inside of her as long as possible because she loves how it feels. I agree with her and lick the surface clean. She tells me to get on my back, and does the same. Her tongue feels so good, and my last orgasm is complete.

We both leave with cum filled pussies and phone numbers of the men we met. We want to have pleasure parties of our own.

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Thank you for reading! Please leave comments, this is my first story, and I would like to improve!

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Over coffee I am telling my friend Kay all about George, my new man.” He can bring me to orgasm by kissing my arse and he is hung, nine-inches.”

“Is that really true, or fake news?,” she asks disbelievingly.

I am Alana, thirty-eight years old, sixty-seven inches tall with a strong sex drive and a penchant for kinky sex. Both sexes compliment me on my body and looks.

After coffee Kay helped me strip naked to try on some new clothes in an upmarket boutique. She had never seen me naked before and I do like flaunting my naked body to tease another woman to gauge their reaction. “New clothes always feel better on my naked body,” I tease as she watches intently. “Is my ass big?,” I ask her as I look over my shoulder and glance at it in the mirror.

“It is big, but it is magnificent, beautifully proportioned, no dimples, must me forty-one inches.”

“Good guess Kay, my new man George can’t get enough of it,” I smile as she runs her hand over it and tells me again, “Magnificent, that really is magnificent.”

She phoned me later and told me her man had the same reaction as her when she told him about my new man.

I told him, “Alana says her new man can bring her to orgasm by kissing her ass and he has a nine-inch cock.

“Is that really true, or fake news?,” I can hear in the background.

“We would both like to find our for ourselves, can we?, Kay asks with a tremor in her voice.

“Why not, two on Saturday in my bedroom. I love another woman watching me have sex, even better if her man is watching as well, it adds to the excitement. We expect something in return though, you and your man are reputed to be swingers, so after you watch you can both pleasure us, oral sex only, no fucking.”

“Promise me Alana? I love to watch.”

On the Saturday after cursory introductions we all move to my large and lavish bedroom. George has never met Kay, a tallish willowy and very attractive blond. As I watch him sizing her up I can see he is attracted to her, just as I am, expecting and looking forward to receiving sexual pleasure from her shortly.

Kay’s man Clive, who I have never met before but heard lots about, is average height, slim and at first glance attractive to both men and women.

“Love the mirrors on the walls and ceiling,” Clive smiles as he pays particular attention to my man, he can’t keep his eyes off him. Kay and her man are both wearing matching earrings I notice, one each.

“Sit on those two chairs and be naked for us, both of you, after we come back, George and I are going to the dressing room to get ready for you.

“This is very exciting for me George, have you decided who you want to pleasure you after?,” I ask hoping he will choose Clive as we get naked for our guests, pleased with myself that I arranged this foursome.

George is semi-erect as we walk into the bedroom, holding hands, both of us stark naked, though I have stiletto heels. I am enjoying the sexual tension as we kiss passionately with our hands all over each other while Kay and Clive ogle our naked bodies. Clive already has an erection I notice, though only an average size one.

“I love your glorious big ass baby, love it,” George tells me with both hands on it as he stands behind me, parts my legs and positions us so Kay and Clive are looking at us side-on, though they can see us from all angles in the mirrors, with my hand wrapped around his now full-on, nine-inch erection.

“Love that glorious big ass baby, love it, huge turn on for me, huge,” he tells me again as he kneels and kisses both sides of it as he teases the insides of my thighs with his fingertips while I smile, very aroused enjoying the attention, as I alternate eye contact with Kay and Clive.

“Look at the size of his cock, huge, I am impressed, how about you?,” Kay asks Clive as she stands with a tape measure in her hand and starts to measure it. “He really is nine-inches, and almost six-inches in circumference, wow.”

“Love you kissing my ass baby, love it, don’t stop,” I moan when George’s fingertip makes contact with my clit after he slides a hand between my legs.

When he slides his fingertip up and down my very wet cunt lips with a very excited male and female watching I am really enjoying the moment and being the center of attention.

“Is that as good as it looks Alana?, Kay asks. “You really do have a magnificent ass. Your man really is into it.”

After what has been a very slow teasing, fifteen-minutes I hardly realize I am making all sorts of moaning noises as I can no longer hold back a major orgasm. I have had a series of small orgasms while Kay and Clive watched George pleasuring me with his fingertip while he kept kissing my ass.

“Love that glorious big ass baby, love it,” he tells me again as I look down at my engorged and very wet clit being teased by his fingertip.

“That really was something, what a turn on, now for our part of the deal, which of us do you want to pleasure you George?,” Kay asks as George and I sit next to each other on a sofa kissing passionately as he slides a cock ring on his throbbing erection.

“Your choice,” George smiles as he teases his erection with a fingertip and stares directly at Clive, making his choice obvious.

“Your cock is magnificent,” Clive tells George as he feels the weight of it before he avidly licks and kisses it

“I wanted it to happen this way, my man sucking your man and you for me” Kay tells me as she licks my nipples, belly button, then my cunt lips while George and I are kissing passionately as I watch Clive feasting on his rock hard nine-inch erection, one hand wrapped around it with two or three inches between his tightly pursed lips.

I watch intently as Clive starts teasing George’s balls with the tips of his fingernails as slides his wet lips along his erection in a sucking motion.

I am very turned on watching him licking and kissing my man’s erection. Within what seems like a minute his whole cock is wet from Clive’s attentions.

From my experience I know George loves teasing his nipples with his fingertips when receiving a blow job and he is teasing one now as I tease the other one.

After a few minutes Clive stops sucking and kisses and licks George’s nipples. “Your cock is magnificent, fucking magnificent George,” Clive tells him as he slides his closed fist along his erection.

“You seem to like me kissing and licking your nipples big boy,” Clive teases as he redoubles his efforts much to George’s satisfaction. I have never seen his nipples as erect as they are right now.

“How much longer can you hold out for?”, Clive asks as he lightly pinches George’s nipples then runs his tongue and hands down his torso before he resumes licking and sucking his cock.

“That is the biggest cock I have ever had. Love the way you shave it, no hair makes it look even bigger.

“Has your lady ever watched another man suck you cock?”

“No.”

“is she enjoying watching me sucking your rock hard nine-inch cock?”

“Yes I am, you are very good and so is your lady,” I chime in.

“Your man’s cock is like an iron bar, love it,” Kay adds as she glances sideways.

“Enjoy, he is always like that for me, always.”

I watch fascinated and even more excited as Clive motions for George to change positions with him so he is sitting alongside me, shoulder to shoulder. George places his hands on Clive’s shoulders then slowly slides his nine-inch cock between his lips at the same time bending his body so he can kiss me passionately.

I am beginning to wonder if my man has ever done this before, though I am extremely turned on as I watch him sliding his erection between Clive’s tightly pursed lips in a fucking motion as Clive scratches his nails over Clive’s ass.

The two men are both breathing very heavily as they each pursue their sexual pleasure, each with their own agenda.

“I have never had my cunt licked by another woman while her man is sucking my man’s cock. Even better I am watching it happen right alongside me with a hand on your man. So good, so fucking good,” I tell Kay.

“And you are so good, love what your tongue is doing to me. So good, so fucking good.”

“Cum with me Alana, Cum with me Alana,” George is moaning very loudly.

“On my tits, now, right now,” I whispered as I had a huge orgasm on Kay’s tongue while George briefly masturbated just the tip of his cock hard cock as he blew on my tits.

“Would both of you like to kiss and lick my arse? One on each side?,” I asked in the afterglow before we decided to shower together.

“Yes, we would,” they both answered as one.

Laying front down, it was a wonderful sensation to have my ass cheeks pleasured by a male and female, one on each. Even better when my man slid his huge fresh erection between my pursed lips as Kay and Clive watched while kissing my ass.

“Would you like to come along to our next swingers function, your man would be very popular and so would you Alana?,” they as ask as we bid our farewells.

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Just a new pairing that I tried writing about. It’s short, sweet, and one sided where the usual dominate partner gives in and submits to her significant other.

“Aww…you have to go already, Shadow?” Chloe whimpered, poking out her lip and pouting. I couldn’t help snickering as I looked away, covering my face. “What’s so funny, baby?” Chloe asked, tilting her head curiously as she watched me. I turned, looking back at her then broke into a smile. “It just you looked so kawaii when you stuck your lip out like that, Chloe.” She grabbed a pillow and threw it at me, “Oh, you.” I blocked my face with my fore arm, avoiding the hit then looked back at her with a mischievous grin on my face. Chloe’s eyes grew wide then she quickly grabbed the covers, pulling them over her head. “Eeep!” I laugh then began slowly crawling over her, making my way up her body until I was looking down at her, directly. “What’s the matter, babe?” I asked as I reached up and pulled down the cover. She gripped the sheet a little tighter as I felt her body shiver beneath me. “Can’t I see you, Chloe?” My voice purred as I began tracing her lip through the sheet with my index finger. Chloe snickered as she slowly lowered the sheet slightly, peaking out at me. I smiled softly as I watched the light sparkle in those beautiful amethyst eyes that I loved to lose myself in, setting them aglow.

“Shadow?” I blinked my eyes bringing myself back from the enchantment spell that her eyes as well as her hold body has the power to put me under, ‘Hmm?’ Her eyes flickered with a slight worry as she laid there watching me. “Baby are you okay?” I nodded then smiled at her, reassuring her that everything was okay. Chloe looked so beautiful laying there before me. It was like seeing her for the first time all over again. We had been dating for a few months now but every time that I saw her laying there after making love always reminded me of the first time. I then felt Chloe’s warm soft palms caress my fore arms gently, running from my elbows to my shoulders slowly. The gentle, delicate touch of her hand against me, brought me shivering as the flame of my desire was brought back to life within me, rekindling quickly and engulfing me in its warmth. A soft and pleading whimper sprung forth from me as my eyes grew hazy then began to glow a honey golden orange. Chloe chuckled softly, ‘are you still hungry, love?’, her voice came out in a gentle whisper with a seductive purr. I bit my lip, whimpering and pleading for her touch as my cheeks flared with a deep crimson blush. “I’ll take that as a yes”, Chloe snickered and gripped my shoulders gently, guiding my body back down onto the bed beside her.

I quickly became mesmerized once again as I gazed up into those beautiful and bewitching, deep amethyst eyes that I loved to lose myself in. Chloe’s hands slowly roamed over my body, exploring every inch of me. Her fingers delicately traced the curves of my hips as her fiery lips met the tender flesh of my neck. I bit down on my lower lip as I felt the warmth of her palm move to my inner thigh. My hips jerked under her touch, drawing a pitiful and pleading whimper from me as the aching need in my loins grew stronger. Chloe moaned against my neck then moved her kisses down to the V of my neck and along my collar bone. The sensation of each new kiss set the fire ablaze even more within me. I bit down harder on my lip trying to keep my grip on reality so that I didn’t lose myself in the mist of the pleasure that her simple and oh so delicious touches ignited within me. Chloe leaned up and licked the blood away as it ran down my chin, savoring the coppery sweetness before capturing my lips in a searing kiss. In the midst of the kiss I felt her cool fingers press against me, slipping into my warm, wet orifice. The sudden attack of overwhelming pleasure threw my head back as I cried out in pure pleasure. “Ah, Chloe!”

Chloe wrapped her free arm around my shoulders, holding me close to her as she began pumping her fingers into my warmth at a slow and steady pace. The gentle tempo of her movements were so bewitchingly bitter sweet that it made me feel as if I were dreaming as I lost myself in the whirl wind of passion. It wasn’t long before began to contract around her digits, squeezing them tightly as the fire within me began to blaze out of control. The overwhelming heat mixed with my emotions, over powering me causing my tears to spring forth. I gripped Chloe’s shoulders, clinging to her tightly as the pleasure waves became even more intense as they crashed into me. With each new wave I was brought even closer to reaching my peak. To have my lover bring me so close to ecstasy, so quickly without ever strengthening her rhythm the slightest bit was all so new and surprising to me. I was one who usually asked for and craved the rough touch.

-Chloe’s POV-

I was shocked to see this new side of my beloved as she lay there before me. To see her being so submissive and writhing from my gentle touches was a rare and beautiful sight to see. I knew that I may never get to see this side of her again so I wanted to treasure the moment for as long as it would last. Her whimpers slowly grew into soft cries when I pressed my fingers into her sweet spot without breaking or changing my rhythm. Shadow arched her back and her breathing increased to a wild pant as she gripped my shoulders tightly. Her body jerked, her hips bucking upwards into me, forcing a loud and hungry cry from her lips as her muscles contracted repeatedly. I leaned in closer to her neck and kissed her neck heatedly. The extra sensation was apparently just what she needed to send her over the edge making her scream my name. I then felt a sudden warmth rush over my fingers as her body convulsed against mine as she rode out the waves of her orgasm. Shadow’s eyes slowly began to close as I gently pulled my hand away from her, holding her close to me. I gently pressed a soft butterfly kiss to her nose then whispered, ‘It’s okay, love…rest now,’ just as she drifted off into a peaceful sleep in my arms. I didn’t care that the pleasure was one sided because all that mattered was being with the one that I love and making her happy. I’ve always been told that love isn’t always about giving and receiving. It’s also about making the most of what you have because you never know when the day will come when you don’t have it anymore. So treasure every waking moment that you have with those that you love.

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