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Four young college girls on a skiing vacation have to find other things to do when an excess ofnew snow traps them in their cabin. This is the fourth in this series and describes an interesting day of skiing on almost deserted slopes. It might make more sense if you have read “Three J’s and an S Go Skiing, Day1 & Day 2,” and definitely makes more sense if you have read “Three J’s and an S Go Skiing, Day 3, Part 1.” For the most part, the stories in this series are pretty mild. If you are looking for heavy duty stuff, try one of my other story series.

Three J’s and an S Go Skiing – Day 3, Part 2

By The Technician

BDSM FFF/F D/s / Mild / Exhibitionism / Consensual Slavery / F/F / Snow / Cold / Humiliation / Electro-sex

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Four young college girls on a skiing vacation have to find other things to do when an excess ofnew snow traps them in their cabin. This is the fourth in this series and describes an interesting day of skiing on almost deserted slopes. It might make more sense if you have read “Three J’s and an S Go Skiing, Day1 & Day 2,” and definitely makes more sense if you have read “Three J’s and an S Go Skiing, Day 3, Part 1.”

For the most part, the stories in this series are pretty mild.

If you are looking for heavy duty stuff, try one of my other story series.

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

If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century.

Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is copyright (c) 2013 by The Technician [email protected].

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The six sat around the table as if they were three couples – Kevin and Julie, Ron and Judy, and Joan and Sara. After they had finished dinner, Sara asked, “Would anyone like any dessert?”

Julie said to Kevin, “I think we should wait until later for some desert.”

Judy poked Ron and said, “Yeah, I’ll give you your dessert later, too.”

Ron laughed, Kevin blushed slightly, and Julie turned bright red. “That’s not what I meant,” she stammered. I just thought we could spend some time out on the heated deck for a while before we ate… No, I mean I’m full for now but would have room for something later… I mean… “

Judy rolled her eyes. Joan said with a laugh, “Julie, when you get to the bottom of the hole, quit digging.”

“Then I guess we are ready to go out on the deck for a while,” interjected Sara. “You guys go on out and I will clean up the kitchen. I’ll take the empty bottles back out to the case and join you in a little while.”

Ron and Kevin went over to the bedrooms to change into their robes. Joan went out onto the deck, shed her robe, and walked down into the hot tub. Judy dropped her robe on one of the chairs and joined her. Julie, however, pulled her robe tight around her, sat down in one of the chairs and said, “I’ll wait for Kevin here.”

“Is Julie getting shy?” asked Judy?

Joan leaned in closer to her and answered quietly, “Maybe she is seriously attracted to Kevin and doesn’t want to blow it and ruin the relationship.”

“I’m seriously attracted to Ron,” replied Judy, “But I think that if I blow it, it will strengthen the relationship.”

“You two!” snapped Julie. “Just because I don’t throw myself at a man cunt first, it doesn’t mean that I’m shy or sexually repressed.”

“I’ve never tried that,” snorted Judy,”I’m definitely going to have to try that some day.”

Julie was frowning with her arms crossed, and Joan and Judy were laughing heavily as Ron and Kevin came out onto the deck. “Did I miss something?” asked Ron.

“No,” stuttered Judy through her laughter, “I haven’t tried it yet.”

Julie groaned loudly. Both Judy and Joan relapsed into fits of laughter.

Ron looked at Kevin and shrugged his shoulders. Sara, walking up behind them said, “Just pretend you are on a roller coaster.”

“What?” said Kevin.

“Trying to keep up with The Three J’s is like riding a big roller coaster. It can get fast and sometimes it can get scary, but as long as it doesn’t go too far off track, the best thing is to just relax and enjoy the ride.”

In response, Judy and Joan both raised their hands above their heads like they were at the top of a roller coaster hill and then both yelled loudly and, mimicking the bouncing of a roller coaster, submerged themselves beneath the water as they went “down hill.”

“I don’t do real well on roller coasters,” muttered Kevin.

“Then you just sit this ride out,” answered Julie from behind him. “I’m more of a merry-go- round person myself.”

As Kevin turned to sit with Julie, Joan and Judy both bounced slowly up and down in the water mimicking riding carrousel horses. Julie stuck out her tongue at them.

“I’m from Ohio,” said Ron, “and I’ve ridden The Maverick at Cedar Point and the Son of the Beast at King’s Island…. never threw up…. never peed myself… and I kept getting back in line to ride again. You can’t scare me.”

With that he set his robe on one of the chairs and slipped into the water with Joan and Judy.

“Be with you in a minute,” said Sara as she walked down the steps carrying an empty bottle. The Three J’s paid no attention to her, but Ron and Kevin both watched her walk barefoot and naked through the snow to place the empty in the case and then return to the deck. She went inside and shortly returned with another empty for a second trip out into the snow. A third and fourth trip with an empty bottle followed.

After returning to the deck from her fourth trip, Sara asked, “Would anyone like more wine?”

A chorus of “Yes” greeted her.

“Be right back,” she chirped and went for a fifth time back out into the snow. When she got to the buried boxes, she dug with her hands until she had released the top box. After setting it on top of the snow, she bent down and pulled open the lower case. In a few minutes she was once again coming up the steps to the deck, this time carrying a full bottle of wine which was pressed tightly to one of her nipples.

Ron watched her walk into the house with the bottle and asked, “How is she not in a constant state of hypothermia?”

“She has an intense inner fire,” answered Joan.

“And Joan is her favorite fireman,” giggled Judy.

Ron shook his head and said, “This is definitely an interesting roller coaster ride.”

“I think we are going to check out the Carousel,” said Julie as she got up from her chair. Sara was just coming out onto the deck with a tray of wine. Julie grabbed two full glasses off the tray, held one out to Kevin, and asked, “You coming?”

Judy started to say something, but the intense glare from Julie silenced her, so instead she and Joan went back to mimicking riding horses on a merry-go-round.

Sara handed glasses of wine to Judy, Joan, and Ron and set her glass on the edge of the hot tub. Then she set the tray on one of the low tables and carefully set her collar in the middle of it. Finally, she walked down into the hot tub and sat next to Joan. As she did, Judy slid closer to Ron and leaned her head against his shoulder.

The four of them talked about the events of the day as they drank their wine. As the glasses were growing empty, Ron asked Sara a couple of questions about her “snow thing,” but she seemed a little distracted in her answers. The distraction probably had something to do with the fact that one of Joan’s hand was rubbing up and down the insides of her thighs, with her fingers grazing the entrance to her slit each time the hand passed over the top. Judy’s hand went under the water and soon Ron was also showing a great deal of distraction.

When Sara started moaning softly, Joan said, “I think it’s time that Sara and I went downstairs and gave you two some privacy. You have the whole deck and backyard to yourselves.”

Sara gave one of her lopsided grins and said, “You could try a coolie to see if you like it.”

Joan added, “Or maybe even a hottie.”

“What’s a coollie?” asked Judy.

“A quickie in a snow bank,” answered Sara with a deep giggle.

“Then’s what’s a hottie?” asked Ron

Joan looked down at the water and then at Judy who had turned and straddled Ron’s legs and was sliding up onto his lap. “Oh,” he said.

Sara pointed toward the end of the deck. “Somebody has to get out of the water about every half hour to push the white button, or the bubbles stop and the water gets cooler.”

“Don’t worry,” answered Judy. “We will keep the water hot and agitated.”

“See you in the morning,” replied Joan as she picked up her robe and walked inside. Sara picked up her collar and followed Joan down into the basement.

When they got downstairs, Joan asked, “You want to go with separate bedrooms, or do you want to share one?”

Joan pointed back and forth between the bedroom doors. Sara got that puppy dog look on her face and replied, “Which bedroom is the Jurgensen’s toy drawer in?”

“The one on the right,” answered Joan. “Let me show you where they keep the key.”

With Sara following her, she opened the door to the area under the deck and stepped down onto the concrete floor. Then she turned around and pointed at the wall area above the door. There were six key hooks each labeled with a number. “The Jurgensen’s drawer is drawer number four.”

“Mandy’s and Sandy’s drawer,” said Joan, pointing to the one empty hook, “is drawer number three, except it’s not really a drawer any more. It’s more of a little closet. I’ve always wondered what they keep in there, but no one has been able to find the key, so they must take it with them.”

“I think I might know where that key is,” said Sara, her eyes opening wide in sudden recognition of something. “When we were pulling all that snow in here the other night, we moved a couple of things out of the way, including that strange bench… or table… or whatever it is. I set it on its end to push it back behind the hot tub and when I pushed it, a little slide opened on the bottom side of it. There was a key in there.”

Joan went over to the bench and set it up on end. “Push right there,” said Sara, pointing to an odd looking knot in the wood.

Joan pushed and a small cavity popped open. There was a key inside that was very similar to the keys which hung above the door. “Lets leave that exploration for another day,” said Joan. “I think the contents of the Jurgensen’s toy drawer will more than keep us busy tonight.”

Both girls came back inside and went into the bedroom. “Let’s see what we have here,” said Joan as she unlocked the drawer and opened it. The drawer contained an impressive variety of chains, cuffs, whips, dildos and other toys which Joan began laying out on the bed.

“What is that?” asked Sara, as Joan placed a torpedo-shaped object with wires trailing from it on the bed.

“It’s a dildo, silly,” Joan replied. “Or an anal plug. It’s shaped so it could be used for either. I thought you were familiar with those things.”

“Not that plug in,” answered Sara. “And what are the metal strips on the sides of it for.”

“Just a minute,” said Joan as she rummaged through the drawer. A few moments later she lay a small black box and several other devices with wires trailing from them on the bed. The box had four knobs on the front and two on the top. There were also two openings on the top that looked like they were small headphone jacks. “This plugs in here,” she said as she connected the wires from the dildo to the control box.

Holding up three, small circular bands an inch or so in diameter she set them aside and said, “We won’t be needing these.”

When Sara asked “Why?” she held the bands up by their wires and answered, “Just what part of your body would go through these donuts?” Then holding up a small curved cup with a long metal tube sticking out of it she added, “And what part of a man’s body would this be for?”

“Oh,” giggled Sara. She picked up a set of clamps with wires trailing from them and said. “I have a pretty good idea what part of the body these are intended for – at least on a woman.”

“And these are for anywhere,” said Joan as she held up several sets of stick-on electrode pads. Holding up the box, she added, “It looks like you can use any two at one time.”

“Four,” countered Sara, holding up a second, slightly different control box.

“Let’s see,” mused Joan. “We have several different types of paddles, two floggers, a whip, a couple of different blindfolds, a ring gag, two ball gags, some soft, black rope, leather cuffs, and…. eight lengths of chain with clips on both ends.” She looked around the walls and ceiling and said, “Nope.” Under the bed, another “Nope.”

Joan walked out into the larger room and looked around at the floor and walls and ceiling. “Aha,” she finally shouted. “Sara, bring me those chains, please.”

Sara brought the chains out to her and Joan pulled a chair over to under one of the beams that ran across the ceiling of the large room. There were five, large beams spaced about three feet apart with equally large beams supporting them on both the inside and outer walls. “These cabins were originally designed with these beams holding up the deck so the area under them would be totally clear with no posts. There was supposed to be patio doors going out into the back yard under the deck. It only took one winter for them to figure out that patio doors at ground level were not a good idea in an area that got eight to twelve feet of snow on a regular basis. They changed their plans before they built this cabin, but still used a cantilevered deck. After the original owner installed a hot tub, he closed in the deck anyway and put additional support posts under it, but the beams are still here. And it looks like the Jurgensens – or Sandy and Mandy – have taken advantage of that.”

Joan took one of the shorter chains from Sara and clipped it to a large, black eyebolt that was screwed into the overhead beam. Soon four chains were hanging from the beams. Joan then attached the longer chains to eyebolts that were screwed into the support beams right at floor level. “Since Mr and Mrs Jurgensen couldn’t both be chained up at the same time, the second set of eyebolts must be an addition by Sandy and Mandy. Come to think of it, Mom said something once about her sisters and the Jurgensens sharing weeks together up here. I wonder if it was Sandy and Mandy chained here or the Jurgensens?”

“Tonight it will be me,” whispered Sara as she stood under the beam, lifted up her arms, and then spread her legs as wide as they would go.”

“Go get the cuffs,” ordered Joan, “and I will string you up.”

Sara ran back into the bedroom and returned with two small and two large leather cuffs. The cuffs were padded on the inside with what looked like real sheep’s wool. “These aren’t dishwasher safe,” said Joan, “as she wrapped the cuffs around Sara’s wrists and ankles. Two inch wide Velcro straps held the cuffs firmly in place.

“Arms first,” said Joan and Sara raised her arms above her head. Joan clipped the chains to D rings on the cuffs. “Now the legs,” and Sara spread her legs wide.

“Hmmm,” muttered Joan. “Too long… unless…. ah, yes. These are double ended clips. I have the chains backwards. I should have the adjustable clip at the wall.” She then reversed the floor chains and again clipped them to Sara’s ankles. “Let me see how tight we can get those,” she asked herself as she pulled on the chain and moved the double-ended clip in several links. After she had done that to both chains, Sara said, “I think that is tight enough. I can feel it pulling my legs wider than I want.”

“Which means that you can’t close your legs at all and I can do whatever I want between your legs and you can’t stop me.” Joan reached up and rubbed Sara between the legs. Sara sighed and closed her eyes. Her nipples darkened and her sex began to glisten.

“So, what should I use on you?”

“Do I have a choice,” asked Sara.

“Not really,” answered Joan, “But I’m open to suggestions.”

“I’ve never tried electro-sex,” said Sara. “I’ve read a little about it, but never tried it.”

“Electro-sex it is, then.” Joan went back into the bedroom and returned with the two control boxes and a handful of the accessories. Each of the boxes had a fabric belt on it. Joan wrapped one of the belts around Sara’s waist so that the control box was in the center of her back.

Holding up a set of black plastic nipple clamp contacts, she said, “I think you know where these go,” and then clipped one to each of Sara’s stiff nipples. She then led the leads over Sara’s shoulder and plugged them into the box.

“Here is our all purpose torpedo,” said Joan with a sly grin. “First we have to lube it up.”

Sara’s eyes widened. “Yes, it’s going back there,” whispered Joan into Sara’s ear. “But even if it were going up front, I would still lube it. The lube helps conduct electricity, and we want goooood electrical contact.”

Sara grunted slightly as Joan wiggled the torpedo into her and then pulled the wire forward between her legs and over her shoulder to plug it into the control box.

“Let’s test what we have so far,” said Joan, and she turned one of the dials on the box. Nothing happened. “Shit,” muttered Joan as she opened the battery compartment. “Oh well,” she said to Sara, “There are always a bunch of nine volt batteries in the drawer up in the kitchen.” As she started up the stairs, she added to herself, “And if there aren’t, I’m taking them out of the fire alarms.”

A few moments later Joan returned carrying four batteries. “One for each box and a spare for later,” she explained to Sara. Sara could feel Joan moving the control box and inserting the battery. Then her nipples started to tingle.

“That’s the lowest setting,” said Joan.

The tingle became a sting. “That’s about one third.”

The sting began to change in frequency and fade in and out on a regular cycle. “There are all sorts of controls I could play with here, but I think I will just keep the frequency the same and have it fade in and out.” Sara began to moan softly.

“And this is the butt plug,” said Joan. “What you will feel there is mainly your muscles clenching down on the electrode. I can run that one pretty far up without it being painful.”

Sara suddenly felt like the butt plug was fucking her. It wasn’t moving, but the sensations as her anal sphincter tightened and released were almost like it were moving in and out.

“This one is definitely a female only device,” said Joan as she held up the clear piece of curved plastic with two strips of metal on it and a long metal tube sticking out from it. She lubed it, including smearing some of the lube across the metal strips, and pressed it into Sara until it was tight against her pussy lips. She tied it securely in place like a thong bikini bottom. The two metal strips curved together at the top and just missed being directly over Sara’s clit.

Joan connected the wires to the other tens unit and set it to three. Sara began to squirm and twist in her bonds, and soon was grunting and moaning loudly. “Tell me if this gets too intense,” said Joan. Remember your safe word is summertime.’”

“No,” grunted Sara. “I don’t want a safe word tonight. Gag me or something so I can’t say it. I want to totally put my trust in you and let you take me past my limits. I know you won’t permanently hurt me. I want to know how far I can go.”

“Are you sure?” asked Joan.

“Yes,” answered Sara. “Yes! Do it! Gag me and take me as far as you want. I give myself totally to you.”

“OK. If that’s what you really want.” Joan suddenly realized that the thought of Sara being totally under her control like this was causing her nipples to tighten and her slit to moisten. She took a deep breath and went back into the bedroom.

Joan came back with a red ball gag. “Open up,” she said and inserted it in Sara’s mouth, making sure that the safety air hole was not blocked.

“Close your eyes,” she said and slid a black blindfold over Sara’s eyes. Sara began swaying and moaning almost immediately.

What Sara could not now see was that Joan had slipped an identical vaginal stimulation cup on herself and was attaching it to the same tens unit which she now had belted around her own waist.

“Let’s turn things up a little shall we,” she said as she reached for the control box on Sara’s waist. Joan turned up the anal plug to maximum. Sara took several very deep breaths as she accustomed herself to the intense sensations from her anal sphincter. Joan then turned the nipple clamps up a couple of clicks.

“Ugh, Ugh, Ugh,” responded Sara as the tens unit rose and fell through its cycle. The “ugh’s” changed to continuous “aaaah’s” when Joan turned the control up further and to “eeee’s” when the control reached maximum. Sara’s hips began to thrust and grind as her inner fire rapidly caught up with the outer pain.

Joan turned the cunt-stim plate up several notches. Sara’s thrust and grind became more frantic and sweat began to pour from her body. Her head was thrown back and she was thrashing it from side to side.

Joan picked up a long leather covered wooden paddle and met Sara’s movements with a solid thwack on her ass as she thrust her hips backwards. Sara’s “eeee’s” became “iiiii’s.” To give Joan better access, she stood on her tiptoes and began raising her ass up as she pushed back before thrusting forward.

Soon it was a ballet of pain as the electro-stims pulsed and Joan swung and Sara pushed and together they began climbing that explosive mountain toward an extreme orgasm.

Suddenly Sara went totally stiff and screamed loudly behind her gag, her arms quivering wildly in their chains. Joan dropped the paddle, reached to the tens unit on her belt and turned both controls to maximum. At the same time she grabbed Sara from the front and thrust her body against her. She was two or three inches taller than Sara when they were both standing straight upright, and with Sara’s legs spread like they were, she had to bend her knees slightly between Sara’s legs so that her pussy plate slammed against Sara’s and her breasts and nipples pressed exactly against the shorter girl’s.

Joan gasped as she felt the pulsing of Sara’s nipple clamps which were now in contact with her own nipples. She reached up and tore off Sara’s blindfold and gag and crushed her mouth with her own. With no gag Sara was very loud and Joan was not much quieter as they crashed through a first, second, third and finally a fourth orgasm, each more intense than the previous.

As the fourth orgasm finally began to fade, the pulses started to become painful and Joan reached down to the tens unit on her belt and opened the battery compartment. The battery fell to the floor and the pulses stopped. She reached behind Sara and did the same with her control unit.

Joan stood clinging to Sara. Both were trembling with the after energy of what had just occurred. After several moments, Joan reached up and released Sara’s hands. Sara collapsed against her and Joan lowered her to the floor. After she released Sara’s feet, she helped her stand back up.

“Do you want some wine?” asked Joan.

Sara shook her head no.

“Do you need to go out in the snow?”

Sara laughed and said, “I’d melt it.” Then she turned and looked directly into Joan’s eyes to say, “Just take me to bed and hold me. I think our fires joined together tonight.”

Joan said nothing. She just held Sara by the waist to steady her and guided her back into the bedroom.

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END OF DAY THREE, Part 2

The saga of “The Three J’s and an S” WILL continue.
They will be at the cabin for several more days,
and they have another year and a half of college.
A lot can happen in 10 days and even more in 18 months.

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The story of my roommate Madisons sexual awakening.

Madison’s Awakening Part 1, January, Friday, 27th, 2017

Note: This story, parts 1 and 2, took place the weekend of January 27th through 29th The same weekend “Pete and Amy Part 2” and “A Night Of Class” took place. These are the events that took place that weekend. Some details may be a little fuzzy but this is how I remember it since I am finally getting around to writing it down. The beginning tells details of everything that lead to this weekend.

I mentioned “Madison” in my previous story about Pete and Amy. The first two years of school, My best friend Robin, and I managed to get lucky and get paired in the dorms. I was late with my housing application this year, and I was assigned a room with Madison. When I first met Madison she seemed shy but warmed up quickly, complimenting my clothes, hair, and makeup. Within a couple days, she started telling me that she liked the shape of my butt. She complimented my boobs, and lips too. Within a week, Robin came back to my room with me so I could change to go out to the bar. We walked in and I started stripping as soon as the door closed. Robin walked up and grabbed my boob for a little squeeze and looked at Madison teasingly and said: “Don’t you just love her beautiful little boobies?” Madison blushed, and shook her head and said they are nice. Robin bent down and licked my nipple and smiled at her and her face got two shades of red darker.

Madison asked me later that night when I got home if I was bisexual. I told her “yes, but more accurately, I am pansexual” I explained it meant I love all sexes equally. Pansexualism includes and loves trans guys and girls too. Where technically bisexuals love male and female, although I suspect more people are actually pan than bi. This lead to a discussion about if she was straight, lesbian, or bisexual. I asked her if she was a lesbian, her answer was “I don’t know.” I asked her if she liked guys, she answered with an emphatic “Yes” and I told her I didn’t think she was lesbian, I asked her if she considered herself straight and she said she didn’t know again. I asked her why she didn’t know and got this look of shame or extreme shyness and asked me to promise I would not be mad or hate her, and I did, she admitted she had a huge crush on me. She said she found me attractive and enjoyed seeing me lay around our room naked. This started to arouse me a little and I asked if she had ever kissed a girl and she quickly shook her head no. I asked if she’d like to try and she blushed and said maybe not yet. She then excused herself to the bathroom to take a shower. I was tired and stripped out of my clothes and passed out on my bed.

For the next few months, I’d catch Madison watching me as I walked out of the bathroom to get clothes. I am an exhibitionist and I would also say, nudist. I am perfectly comfortable lay around our room naked or just in my underwear. I often answer the door topless and a few times with nothing at all on. Madison got used to my nudity quickly and used to watch me often. The way our beds are positioned, my bed is hard to see from the door when it is opened normally. In order to see my bed, it has to be opened quite widely. I have caught Maddi answering the door and opening it quite far so whoever was at the door could see me lying naked on my bed. I would always smile, wave, and go back to studying or whatever I was doing.

One night in October, I was watching porn on my tablet with my earbuds in, masturbating. Maddi walked by, smacked my foot, I thought just as a playful little slap, instead it was telling me to stop for a minute because someone was at the door. I didn’t realize this and kept at it. She did not check to see if I had stopped and opened the door. She said the guy at the door popped his eyes open really wide as he looked past her and she flicked her head around to see me still bangin’ my little bean. I looked up and saw them both staring at me and couldn’t help but let out a little moan. The little moan turned into a bigger moan and she pushed the guy back and slammed the door. She was beet red and looked so lustful. I grinned and asked her what was wrong and she told me “Nothing, I just wish I was as fearless and open.” She flopped down on her bed, covered her lap with her computer and after a few minutes, she slipped her hand down into her shorts.

I couldn’t help but smile, I raised myself up and told her to come on over. She walked over to the edge of my bed cautiously and stood at the edge. I continued rubbing myself as she slipped her hand back down her shorts. I reached out and unsnapped her shorts and let them fall. Her hand was down her underwear and I reached up to press her hand against her clit harder. She began to move it again, while not breaking eye contact with me. I padded my hand on the bed beside me and told her to sit as she stepped out of her shorts. She sat down and put her legs up, alongside mine. When her legs touched mine it felt electric. I have spent plenty of time exploring other girls’ bodies, even my best friend Robin and I started with each other at a young age, but there was something about this auburn haired beauty that really turned me on that night. I don’t know if it was her innocence or the fact I had seen very little of her in a sexual manner, some, but not a lot. I do know that this moment in our relationship changed things between us.

With Maddi lying beside me and my right hand on my hard little clit, I held the tablet on my stomach with my left hand. Maddi reached out to move the tablet to the side so she could see me playing with myself and asked if I minded if she just watched me. I shook my head and bit my lower lip as I laid the tablet down and turned on my right side a little to give her a better view. I then bent my left leg to raise it and open myself up more. I heard her let out a small moan and start shoving her fingers into her wet little slit while rubbing her hand over her boobs and pinching her nipples. I reached over and squeezed and kneaded her gorgeous little tit. I was getting closer and closer to orgasm as I ran my hand down her belly when she stopped my hand on her hip and pushed it back up, this time it slipped under her shirt and she did not stop me. I slid up and to pinch her nipple once more and I squeezed her mound of flesh like I was a sculptor getting ready to model something from clay. This seemed to kick her into overdrive as her breathing picked up as well as her hip motion. Hearing and seeing this from her caused me to increase my activity on myself and her as well. I looked up at her and she quickly leaned in and planted her lips right on mine, at first, just pressing like a couple grade schoolers experiencing their first kiss. After a few seconds, I felt her mouth begin to open and I felt her suck on my upper lip. I ran my tongue across her lower lip and she quickly changed the target of her suction and pulled my tongue inside her mouth and we chased each other’s tongues. First her mouth, then mine, all while continuing to rub our wet little pussies.

We continued making out and masturbating until she broke our kiss and told me, with a smile, that her hand was getting tired and she switched. I reached over to grab her tired hand, telling her I would kiss it better. As I got it to my mouth, I opened my lips to sucks her fingers clean of her juices. As soon as her fingers passed my lips, I heard her inhale sharply as she began breathing a little raggedly and I felt her legs begin to shake while she let out small, shattered moans. Knowing what was happening to her made me speed up and bring about my own orgasm. I was still shaking when she leaned in and began kissing me once more while I was still pushing through my own intense “little death”. This second kiss from her seemed more aggressive and intentional than her first exploratory kiss. As my orgasm subsided we looked at each other and began to laugh as she said, “Please don’t take this the wrong way, but I love you so fucking much right now.” She then thought for a moment and told me “That sounded so wrong. I mean…” and I cut her off “I know what you meant, don’t worry about it.” I was getting ready to reach for a tee shirt to wipe my fingers on when she reached out and grabbed my wrist and said “May I? I’ve never tasted another girl before.” I just let her do what she wanted as she sucked my fingers in and to the back of her mouth. If my fingers had been longer or they had been a dick, she would’ve deep throated me for sure.

As soon as she released my hand, I threw my leg in the air and rolled over on top of her, pinning her to my bed by her shoulders and I kissed her again, we continued making out for another few minutes as I rubbed her chest and stomach, hoping to go lower but her hands kept stopping me. I could feel her bucking her hips into me as her mound would rub mine and incidentally, my clit, buried underneath the top of my slit and its’ protective little hood. I wanted more from her but she was not ready. I rolled off to her side and just held her hand as we laid there giggling like two little, well, what we actually were, school girls. While laying there, she said, “Promise me something?” I said, “Sure, whatever you want, so long as it’s not illegal.” She asked, “Will you promise not to say anything to Robin or Charlotte about tonight?” A little confused, I said, “Sure, I promise, why don’t you want them to know?” She told me “I can tell they are very protective over you and I don’t want to get them mad at me. It was true they were protective over me because of incidents from a few years back that involved a stalking and attempted rape, but nothing like this. She was safe from them; they had seen me with quite a few other girls. Maddi was no different.

I got up and told her I was going to take a shower and went into the bathroom and turned the water on. I put my hair up in a bun to keep it as dry as possible. She followed me in and sat on the toilet to keep me company and wanted to talk about what just happened. She said she wanted me to touch her but didn’t know if she was ready for that step. I told her I would not force anything on her and that I was not trying to “make her gay” and she laughed, shook her head and said, “I know, but this is all so new and exciting, I just want to make the right decisions.” I agreed and finished and stepped out to grab my towel. Her eyes ran up and down my body a couple times while I stood there and watched her. Never once did she make eye contact, it was like I was only a picture for her to look at and then her eyes snapped up and she said “You are gorgeous. I love everything about your body. How do you eat like you do and keep that body?” I just laughed and told her “I was a cross country runner in High School and I run 5 to 10 miles a day on the track at the athletic center.” and I turned to shake my runner’s ass at her and laughed.

We went back out and I asked if she wanted to watch a movie with me as I flopped down on my bed. She changed into her “sleep clothes” which consisted of a little pair of low rise pajama shorts and a cropped tank top showing a bit of underboob. She walked over and I raised my blanket for her to slip in beside me. We watched a couple episodes of Hemlock Grove before falling asleep. She rolled over on her side facing me and I closed up my laptop and laid it on my nightstand behind her. I pulled my hands up to my face and laid my cheek on them as I watched her sleep for a few moments before I fell asleep myself.

I woke up the next morning with her hand grasping mine and I was thrilled. I noticed the time and thought she had a class in 30 minutes so I woke her. Her only words were “Oh shit, I’m going to be late.” And she jumped up and hopped in the shower while I went to pee. I sat there talking to her and she apologized for falling asleep in my bed. I told her I enjoyed the company and she could sleep with me anytime she wanted and gave her an evil little grin. She looked at me and laughed and thanked me for the offer. As we were getting dressed, she reminded me not to say anything to Robin or Charlotte about our night together. She said she did not want them mad, I tried to tell her they would not be mad and she told me they really love me. I finally agreed as she walked out the door.

The next couple months, we had a couple mutual masturbation encounters. Those times were only when she was buzzed or slightly drunk. The line with her is fine, she is slightly drunk and passed out, there is no in between. The times we did have fun, we made out like a couple teenagers and once we masturbated each other. We tasted each other from our fingers often during our sessions frequently. I knew how she felt, but I also knew her worries, which were unfounded. She had nothing to fear from Robin or Charlotte; they would ask me from time to time if I managed to get her to open up. I would just shrug it off since I promised I would say nothing to either of them about the few encounters we had. I wanted to so bad, but a promise is a promise with me.

A few weeks later, I noticed Maddi was a bit frustrated and I asked her what was wrong and she said she wanted to be more open with her new found sexual feelings. She said there was someone she liked and wanted to experience more with them. I told her she should just tell them and see how things went. She smiled and said, “I think I just did.” I was flattered and thought the last few months with me were all about discovery and she was moving on. We had become great friends since August. I was not looking for a girlfriend type relationship but she also knew how I was. I do not like to like to pin myself down to anyone.

I’ve been like this since I was literally a little girl 14 and I tried once to quit sleeping around for a guy and he agreed to do the same. It turns out I was the only one who held up their end of the deal. I dumped him and decided I was not going to settle down for anyone until I was ready to do it on my own without someone asking me to. The closest thing I have to steady boyfriend is my friend Todd, but he is as much of a slut as I am. We have our fun at least once a week. But we have fun with others more. I don’t know about Todd, but I masturbate at between 5 and 10 times a day. To put things into perspective, My best friend Robin, who is a psych major says that I present as a textbook case of Hyper Sexuality Disorder. I have manic episodes where my sex drive is in overdrive and overdrive can last for a week to 3 weeks, then I may go to the opposite side of manic and have absolutely no interests above a normal, run of the mill sex drive. During this period I may masturbate once a day. I do not think I could someone who could keep up with my manic episodes or if they could, would they stick with me during the downside?

I am a slut, I admit it. I have grabbed guys from the hallway and had fun with them. One of those is my friend Heather’s brother, Jason. She lives down the hall and he visits her often because he goes home almost every weekend to work with his father and he brings Heather things from home. Sometimes he will bang on my door as he walks by to Heather’s room, sometimes he doesn’t. Maddi has heard him bang on the door and knows what it means and has asked if she should leave to give us time alone. I’ve always told her she can stay if she likes and is more than welcome to join us. I have heard Jason leaving Heathers room and have opened the door to drag him in to molest him. Maddi has stayed on more than one occasion, she will sometimes go to the bathroom and take a shower to give us privacy, but she will often watch. Sometimes she will masturbate under her covers while watching and I have tried to get her to join but she will just smile and say “I’m fine over here; I have the best seats in the house.”

After our talk about liking me, she told me she knew how I felt but wanted to let me know she really liked me and would like to have a more open relationship with me. She told me she’s been envious of Robin and Charlotte since she met them. She asked, “I want to be more open but I don’t know how.” I might know a way.” I told her. She just said, “Ok, I trust you.” I knew she was afraid of upsetting Robin and Charlotte so I knew what I had to do. Maddi said she trusted me and I knew I had to talk to my two best friends. They always talked about how she was “cute as hell” and that if I ever managed to initiate her into our little group; they wanted to have fun with her too. I knew how they felt and I knew Maddi could not upset them. It was close to winter break, so I put off talking to Robin until school took off again. After coming back from break, things were hectic with class; Maddi seemed a little different so I put the brakes on talking to Robin again. Finally one day, Maddi came up and hugged me and told me she wanted to kiss me but wasn’t sure how to initiate it. I grabbed her face and just went for it. I asked her if she still wanted to be more open or if she wanted to only play around in our room. She said she’d love to be able to go out and make all the guys jealous by playing around with me at the bar, or just walking around on campus like Robin, Charlotte and I do sometimes. I texted Robin and told her I needed to talk to her about Maddi.

Robin met me at the dining hall for lunch and I explained Maddi kind of came out to me as possibly being bi a while back and that she says she has a thing for me. I went on to explain Maddi was afraid of her and Charlotte getting upset if she did anything with me. Robin laughed and told me Maddi was crazy. Robin asked if there was anything she could do and I told her we need to drag her into the bathroom on Friday and get her ready to go out with us. Robin said that she really liked Maddi and she’d love to have Maddi along for a night to see how fun she was. I told her I’d talk to Charlotte and let her in on the plan to drag Maddi out Friday night.

Class ended at about 2:30 that afternoon and I went to get some lunch with Robin and she mentioned she was tired of getting the prickly stubble in only a day or two after shaving and wanted to use some wax strips. She decided we should all wax and she bought a couple boxes of the Sally Hansen wax strips. Then she dropped me by my dorm and went to her dorm to get Charlotte and her choice of outfits for the night’s activities.

We always try to meet at my room since we have a private bathroom in our dorm and their dorm has community bathrooms. We try to get our weekly grooming ritual started by 4:30 and try to leave by 6:30 to 6:45 so we can get to the bar to grab our usual private booth. They are large walled in booths with a large round table, probably six to eight foot in diameter with about a 2”-3” hole in the center, and long privacy curtains. I only recently found out that our bar was intended to be operated as a strip club and the owner still has it licensed for adult entertainment along with his actual strips club in 2 or 3 other locations in the city here. Our place, being in close proximity to campus was decided to just be operated as a bar to keep local pressure to a minimum. There is a stage around the dance floor lined with cages every 8 to 10 feet apart. Each cage has a pole that the girls will go up and grab trying to convince everyone else that they would make a great stripper when in reality, they just hang on to the pole to keep from falling over.

As I was saying, Robin and Mandy showed up at about 4:30 pm, both carrying a duffle and I grabbed Robin bag to toss on the floor when she told me “Do not drop that bag!” She told me she had brought some Champagne she found on sale half price for $30 a bottle. After opening her bag, she pulled 3 bottles from it and wanted to know if we had room in our mini fridge and crawled over under my desk and stuff two of them inside. Charlotte grabbed plastic pop together champagne glasses from her bag and poured for all of us, Maddi included. I pulled my shirt off and tossed it on my bed and headed for the bathroom to get my shower. A minute or two later, I looked over through the shower door to see Robin and Charlotte undressing Maddi. Robin said we’d be sharing showers and I opened the door for Maddi to hop in. She stepped in looking very bashful and beet red and I just ran my hand down her shoulder and along the back of her arm and back to her ass and gave it a little squeeze. She gave me a smile and a quiet moan. I hand her my shower “pouf” I had just loaded with body wash and told her to soap me up and not to miss any spots. Robin and Charlotte stood at the mirror talking about makeup and how they were going to wear their hair.

Maddi seemed to be looking at them every few seconds and I told her to relax. She started loosening up a little and soaped my back and my butt and lightly tapping the inside of my leg telling me to spread them a little as she ran the pouf up between my legs and looked up at me shyly and I told her not to miss anything. Hearing that got a small grin as she went in to soap up my bits and then dropping the pouf to run her hand through a couple times to make sure I was “clean.” I rocked my hips over her hand a couple times to get a smile from her as she reach for the pouf and the body wash to soap my front. She stood up handing me the pouf and sliding her free hand around to the back of my nect and pulling me in for a kiss. Lightly at first but when she was about to pull away, I grabbed both sides of her head and held her close and ran my tongue across her lips before pressing inward. As soon as she felt this, she parted her lips to accept my tongue and sucked gently on it before releasing and sliding her tongue in to twirl it around my own.

I pulled away and told her that it was her turn. I just put some body wash on my hand and rubbed her down very thoroughly as I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her back tightly against my body. I rested my chin on her shoulder and slid my hands around to her front. I paid special attention to her boobs, with a little teasing and pinching of her pink little nipples. I squeezed more body wash into my hand and ran my hands down her belly and then to her pussy. I made sure everything was in tip top shape before turning her to me and telling her we had to get rid of her stubble. I grabbed her razor from the shower rack and the can of shave gel and spread some around her neatly trimmed triangle of pubic hair. I was careful to get all her stubble, rubbing my hand over her mound in different directions to catch those stubborn hairs that always grow against the grain. I grabbed the shave gel once more to get some for her leg. After rubbing it on, I made quick strokes and moved onto the other leg when I heard Maddi start making excited sounds, squeals, and giggles, and she told me “I can’t believe this is all happening. You three are amazing.”

We finished in the shower and stepped out as Robin and Charlotte were stripping down to get their shower. I hopped on the counter and started using wax strips and removed the hair from my mound and legs, I waited for Robin to finish the more sensitive areas, like down the sides of my slit and around my ass, and run cleanup with the tweezers. I had Maddi hop up on the counter so I could do something I thought about in the shower. She agreed and said, “I want to be as smooth as you are but I don’t think I can handle waxing.” I explained she was already smooth but because she shaved her, she would only be smooth for maybe 2 or 3 days before she would feel stubble again.
She jumped on the counter and leaned back with her legs closed and I had to coax them open. I reached for the shave gel, licked my finger on my other hand and rubbed her pussy with it. She looked at me with a grin and with a grin I told her “What? I’m just feeling for any stray hairs we might’ve missed.” With shave gel in hand, I asked her if I could do something and she said yes, and I went to work, I rounded the upper corners of her triangular patch of here, known to some as a martini glass, and then grabbed the trimmer that we use for our eyebrows to shave a small V-shape in the top middle of the triangle to form a heart over her slit. I told her to look at it in the mirror so she got on her knees and raised up to look. With a big grin, she thanked me and gave me a kiss.

It was then that Robin and Charlotte finished up and stepped out of the shower and Robin went to grab a few more boxes of wax strips from her bag. She came back with Maddi still on the counter looking at her heart and Robin bluntly told her to bend over. After a quick glance at me, I told her Robin wasn’t going to hurt her, just bend over. Maddi tucked her head and put the top down on the counter top looking out between her legs and pressed her shoulders against the wall. Robin then carefully applied a couple wax strips around Maddi’s little pink butthole. Robin grabbed the strip with one hand and pulled her cheeks apart with the other while asking if she was ready. Maddi said no and just then, Robin nodded to charlotte and Charlotte’s hand down across Maddi butt cheek with a loud crack, at the same instant Robin quickly pulled the first strip. Maddi screamed for a brief second and asked what that was for. Robin changed hands and with another nod, Charlotte repeated the slap on the other cheek. Another scream and Robin dropped two hair covered wax strips in front of Maddi. Maddi laughed and said she was wondering how it was going to feel and I mentioned it feels like getting your ass slapped by Charlotte.

Maddi’s ass was red but I held the cold washcloth on her cheeks to cool them down and let her know her asshole looked great. I got on the counter on my knee’s and Charlotte waxed my butt with no warning, just apply and pull, repeatedly until all hairs were gone. Charlotte stepped over to take care of Robin and I held the cold cloth on my asshole to ease the burn a little. I felt a stray hair left and waited for Robin to tweeze it. About 10 minutes later, Charlotte finished with Robin and I told her I had a stray. Robin smacked the counter and grabbed the tweezers and I hopped back up with head down, ass up, and knee’s apart. She found the stray and a couple others and plucked them from my body and then grabbed her peppermint oil to wipe down the areas around my butthole that had been waxed. Maddi looked over as I felt Robin applying the oil. Robin started explaining the benefits of the peppermint oil and I heard her mention it tasting good as I felt a run up from my slit to my asshole. It felt amazing but was unexpected and I slammed my head into the wall. Robin laughed “Oh sweetie, are you ok?” and helped me down. I laughed and told her “Blow on it or breath next time to let me know you are that close and to expect anything.”

I helped Charlotte finish Robin, Robin grabbed the oil and spread it around the places she needed it and then I grabbed the oil and put a few drops on my fingers to rub my mound and my outer lips down my slit to ease up some slight burning I was having. After I was finished, I put some more oil on my fingers and stepped over to Maddi. I placed my head against her arm and told her to stand still. I ran my oil covered finger up through the crack of her ass and across her gorgeous little asshole and rubbed the oil in, maybe slipping a finger in a quarter of an inch, I then looked her in the eye and sucked the remaining oil from my fingers and asked her if she still felt the burn. She said it was really cool but no burn.

Maddi and I went to pick out something to wear while Robin and Charlotte grabbed their bags and started getting their outfits out to ask opinions. Maddi chose a short sweater dress with black leggings, a belt, and a pair of black heels. I just went with low rise jeans, a spaghetti strap crop top, and my trainers. Robin and Charlotte both decided on miniskirts, one with a cropped sweater and the other a tee.

After a bit of time spent applying makeup, we were ready to walk out the door. Robin and Charlotte held each of Maddi’s hands and I could see her blushing as the three of them strolled down the hall, hand in hand. Her shy, blush started to turn into a look of pride as a few her friends saw her and smiled. We stepped outside to one of several taxis’ waiting in front of our building. We told the driver which bar we were headed to and off we went.

We arrived at the bar and introduced Maddi to several of our friends already there with our booth. Maddi knew several of them from class while the others just arriving had only met her once or twice in the dining hall at school with me. Our friend Chris just blurted out “Dibs on Maddi!” when Robin and Charlotte said “NO! She’s ours tonight.” Just then Todd jumped over to me, grabbing my arm and looked at Chris and smiled, saying “Dibs”. It was almost guaranteed, everyone at the booth was getting laid tonight. The only time it wasn’t guaranteed was when there was only one left, but even then, threesomes are popular with our group and Chris and Todd have had several together, although they explain they have never “touched tips”, “Bumped Helmets”, or “Crossed swords”. It was also understood that whoever you started the evening with was not necessarily who you left with.

Charlotte and I left Maddi at the table with the rest of the gang and we went to get drinks. Charlotte expressed faux concern over Maddi being left with Robin and we both laughed. When we arrived back at the table, it seems her concerned may have been more valid than we thought. Robin had Maddi in the back of the booth with her tongue down her throat and hands all over her. But Maddi seemed to be enjoying it so who were we to interrupt? Charlotte felt the need to intervene and stepped in to grab Maddi’s hand and plant it firmly on Robin’s tit. Charlotte then looked at me and said, “What? You wanted us to open her up more.” and just grinned at me. Maddi looked at Robin to see her smiling back and then continued the kiss. We gave them another minute or two and dragged them both to the dance floor.

As we arrived on the dance floor, we turned around to see the two of them holding hands and walking towards us as they released and separated. Maddi walked to me while Robin walked up to Charlotte. I handed a drink to Maddi and grabbed her hand to place it on my waist as I wrapped my arms around her neck and locked my fingers together behind her head. We talked for a few minutes about everything and I kissed her. This was her first public kiss to another girl and I could see her starting to blush. I pointed to another couple off to the left, two girls, locked onto each other, kissing just as we were, I then told her to turn around and there were Charlotte and Robin, making out the same way. I went back in for another kiss and this one was deeper, more passionate than before, more passionate than any we’d experienced back in our dorm room. This one, she claimed, made her dizzy.

After we broke, she pulled me tight and just held me as we danced together. She whispered in my ear “Please don’t take this the wrong way, but I love you. Not just as a friend, but as more than friends, but don’t worry, It’s not an “in love” kind of love, at least not yet.” and she laughed. She continued “I’ve had a crush on you almost since the minute I met you and you made me question my sexuality. I’ve always thought I was straight until the day you walked into our room and dropped your bags on your bed. You are the best friend I have ever had. I have shared things with you I never thought I’d share with anyone. I have done things to you I never thought I would ever to another woman. You are just amazing. You are one of the sweetest people I’ve ever met, and yet, so naughty. You have a confidence I hope to have someday.” I told her I now consider you as one of my bests. I have for a while, but never really told you. I guess, in a way, I have a crush on you too.” She asked “Does all this mean I am a lesbian? I’m ok with it if I am, I’m just wondering.” I laughed and asked her “Do you still like guys?” She laughed and nodded yes. I told her “I think you’re safe and probably bisexual, or maybe you are just curious and experimenting. You could wake up tomorrow and decide girls aren’t for you. You never know. You’ll always have that post-orgasmic guilt that might make you realize what you really want.” And with that, she slid her hands down my back to squeeze my ass and wrinkled her nose and said: “Nah, I like this too much for it to be a phase.”

We continued dancing when a couple guys walked up and began dancing with us. One guy was grinding on Maddi and pushing his groin out towards her. I saw his semi-erect cock through his corduroy hipster pants and took Maddi’s hand and placed it firmly on her member and held her hand there until I felt her squeezing it. I smiled and leaned in to whisper “This is where you start to learn confidence.” She just gave me a huge smile.

Robin and Charlotte made their way back to us and moved in and got between the guys and us to force them out. Charlotte and Maddi moved off a few feet and Robin wrapped her arms around me for a kiss, sucking gently on my lip, then running her tongue across them and pulling back to ask “How is she doing?” I told her “She wanted to know if this all made her a lesbian, but judging by the way she smiled when she squeezed that guys cock, I think she is safely in the bi-zone.” Robin and I continued dancing and as I looked over her shoulder, I saw my friend Pete walking through the crowd toward me. Robin saw him and said “Hey Pete!” and moved off toward Maddi and Charlotte. Pete and I talked for a minute or two, just catching up when he told me that it was Amy’s idea to come find me. Pete and I made our way to the front of the bar where the booth was and found Amy.

The three of us dropped their things at our booth and went to dance for a little bit. We then decided to go to their place for more fun and, as Amy said “…continue the night from two weeks ago.” I went over to our booth to grab our things and to let the girls know I was heading out. I looked over to see Maddi in a Robin and Charlotte sandwich. The three of them were making out and Maddi was moaning quietly. I’m sure one of them had their hand down her leggings. I crawled over to give Maddi a kiss and let everyone know I was on my way out for the night and to not wait up.

Maddi was on her way to have fun with those she worried about upsetting while I was on my way to have fun with a beautiful couple I had only met a few weeks earlier. Our time together was coming soon though.

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Two 14 year old lesbians discover each other

Hi my name’s Icy. I’m a mean fourteen year old lesbo. Like sometimes this hot, straight chick will come up to me at a party and ask point blank, “Uh, hay Icy when did you like become a lesbian?”

Of course I sometimes ask myself the same question, I ask how it happened or when did it happen. Usually a reply with a look that says ‘Are you stupid?’ and say in an indifferent tone,” I don’t know. “

I’m not really out, I’m like halfway in the closet, if that makes sense, I’ve told people who matter to me, eight people in total, and they’ve all been very awesome and supportive about it but I don’t think I’m going to tell my parents till I’m going off to college, I don’t have to the strength to fight against their wrath.

I’ve never been that interested in guys anyways, yet I’ve always looked for people to accept me, I’m a strange person by heart and therefore a bit rejected by my peers most of my childhood, I was looking for anyway to fit into this little unit at school without being alone. I was never thinking about romance; in fact my best friend was my cousin who was almost two years older than me. Let’s just say we were very close. Dana was the first girl to go down on me and damn if it wasn’t the best feeling I had ever had. I used to cum and cum until Dana’s tongue got tired and I did the same to her. Had the most amazing cunt…Like a woman’s with puffy lips and a large clit I could make her cum again and again.

But again I never thought anything of it because it felt good and we were both in that state of mind…. the only difference was that she grew out of it and I didn’t. I never liked guys, I wanted to be their friends, badly because it seemed like fun but kissing them hugging them, the thought was repulsive to me. I looked at a couple my eyes always went to the girl first. I watched a lot of videos of girls kissing each other; again I never thought anything of it, when I watched porn I was always looking at the girl and how the guy must be feeling touching her soft curves.

I don’t know how it started or there’s something wrong but I’m going to tell you this and I’m going to tell you straight, I didn’t choose anything, there was no point in my mind that I choose this.
I don’t know how it started or there’s something wrong but I’m going to tell you this and I’m going to tell you straight, I didn’t choose anything, there was no point in my mind that I choose this, there was no point that I wanted this. All that changed last weekend.

It was my friend Carla’s 16th birthday. She had invited me to sleep over her house. Her parents were out of town for the night so we could crank up the volume and go a little crazy! Same as we did for my 14th two months ago! I arrived at the door ready for a great night in. Carla answered the door and she looked incredible! Her long brown hair was shining in the light of the hallway and her big blue eyes shined like stars! She was all made-up and wearing a skimpy little top that exposed a lot of her perky little breasts. She hugged me and we went up to her room.

As we entered the room I noticed what I always notice every time I enter Carla’s bedroom. All of her posters. Carla came out as being a lesbian when she was 13 and she has posters of big breasted women all around her pink walls. Even though I’ve seen them 1000 times. Carla knew I was a lesbian but we hadn’t acted on it at my sleepover because I was so paranoid about my parent. Carla’s parents were liberal, tolerant and absent most of the time.

. Anyway, we were on her bed and watch a chick flick on her TV on her bedroom wall. Then she goes and steals a bottle of Vodka from the kitchen and grins wickedly! We pretty much drink the lot and are very drunk by about midnight. “Hey,” Carla says. “I’m going to take a shower now ok?” I needed one too so I asked if I could join her.

She said it was fine and she gave me a blue bikini to wear. She slipped on her brand new pink designer bikini too and we both went into the shower. It was a double shower so there we plenty of room.
We were pissed and laughing and joking and washing until I asked her if she could wash my back. “Sure!” she said smiling.

So she got the soap and ran it all over my back and then started to rub it in with her hands. “Is it ok if I undo the back of your bikini top? She said. “It’ll be a lot easier.” I said sure so she undid it and ran her hands all over my back. Then she got to my lower back and she put her hands down the back of my bikini bottoms!

She massaged my ass and ran her finger around my ass crack. It was going to happen and I certainly wasn’t going to stop her. I felt my nipples get hard and I had a strong burning feeling in my pussy. I was even more turned on than when I had had sex with my cousin!

Once Carla had washed all the soap off I turned back round to face her and she kissed me! It felt so damn good! Her tongue slid in and out of my mouth while the water was still running over us. She started feeling my titties and remembered that the top was undone. She pulled the bikini top off me exposing my very small round tits. She went down and started to lick and suck my nipples. I moaned softly because it felt so good. I undid her bikini top as she took off my bottoms.

She then took off her bottoms so we were both naked in each other’s arms. She kissed me again more urgently are tongues warring and sliding over and under one another then she kissed and sucked on my neck before returning to my mouth and pulling my bottom lip with her teeth. She took a mouth full of water from the shower and we shared the warm water back and forth the spit running off our chins.

Carla slowly moved her hand down and started to rub my outer cunt lips…I moaned and two fingers parted my pussy lops while her middle finger began rubbing and flicking my stiff clit. Slowly at first and then faster and faster so that the friction was killing me! It felt so fucking great! She then slipped her middle finger inside my cunt while still rubbing my clit with her thumb.

I could feel and orgasm starting to build up. Suddenly Carla pulled her fingers away, I groaned in disappointment.

“Not yet you nasty little Lesbos bitch. I want to taste your cum on my tongue I want you to give it all to me. “

Carla squatted down between my legs and with a sly grin on her face let her tongue lash its way the full length of my cunt. The feeling was so delicious my knees buckled, and Carla giggled then slipped her long tongue inside my tight pussy. I grabbed the railing for support as Carla fucked me with her talented tongue.
I was in ecstasy as Carla moved her tone out of my cunt and up over and around my engorged clit. I was trembling as she sucked it into her eager mouth flicking my flesh button back and forth with her tongue. Yes, yes I was a lesbian and I loved it.

I pulled hard on Carla’s hair, “Please make me cum Carla, I need to feed you my girl juice, I want to see you suck and lick it all!”

Carla looked up at me, with mercy in her eyes, “Okay lover girl, but you .have to call me your girl friend, in front of everybody, no matter what. Agreed?”

At that point I would have agreed to anything, “Fuck yes, Carla is my girl friend, I love the way she sucks my cunt, oh yes, make me cum Carla, I am your slut, your slut girlfriend.”

Carla looked up at me as she vacuumed my clit into her wet mouth and lashed at it mercilessly with her tip of her tongue, at the same time she twisted two fingers into my tight cunt. The harder she licked and fucked me the more I grinded my clit and pussy against face and fingers. I started to orgasm. “Oh fuck! Carla! Oh! Oh yes! Oh you fucking slut fuck me! Harder! HARDER! UHHHHHHH!!! OH GOD I’M FUCKING CUMMING! AHHHHHHH!”

Suddenly my cunt released a fuck load of cum all over her face and hand. She licked it off and swallowed it. “Fuck Icy you taste amazing!” So I smiled at her and said, “You’ve had a taste of me? Now I want to taste you!”

She knew what I was going to do so she lay down and opened her legs as wide as they would go. I knelt by her hairless pussy and began to lick it. I ran my tongue up and down her pussy lips until I reached her clit. I flicked my tongue over it and began to suck. I sucked it harder and harder whilst smelling the musky smell of her hot cunt. She locked her legs around my neck and started humping my face. I suddenly shoved my tongue up her pussy hole and wriggled it about in there. She began to SCREAM! “OH ICY YOU FUCKING BITCH! FUCK ME! OH GOD FUCK ME NOW YOU SKANK! I NEED YOU! OH FUCKING HELL THIS IS FUCKING AWESOME! UUHH! UUUUUUHHHHHHH!”

She released all of her hot cum into my mouth and I spat it onto her boobies and rubbed it in. The water from the shower washed it away down the plug and I kissed her pussy making her shudder. She stood up and grinned wickedly. “Stay here,” She said. “I’ve got a present for you!” She got out of the shower and came back two seconds later wearing a strap-on cock! I laughed and she lay down in the soaking wet shower with her cunt/cock underneath the shower head. I straddled her cock and slowly sat on it. I wriggled around trying to get comfy. The water from the shower was now on my head. I started to bounce up and down.

After 5 minutes I was bouncing up and down so hard and fast I reached the G-spot! I was sent into immediate orgasm! I screamed and screamed and rode her as fast as I could until I came all over the rubber cock. I went down and sucked it swallowing my own cum. Carla removed the strap-on and we both lay under the cool water kissing and stroking each other’s bodies. And it’s fair to say that that was the best shower I’ve ever had!

 

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The next day was Saturday and I had off from work, so I called her that morning.
“Hey, it’s Colette. What are you doing this afternoon?” I asked nonchalantly.
“Nothing so far. The kids are at their father’s for the weekend and my girlfriend went down to Florida to visit family. I would have gone with her but they don’t know she’s in a lesbian relationship yet, which is kind of irritating since we’ve been together for a year.”
“Oh man! Really? So they don’t know she’s gay?” I asked, trying to hide the chagrin in my voice. I had forgotten Graziella was spoken for…
“Haven’t a clue,” she laughed a bit uncomfortably. “It’s really taking a toll on our relationship though. I don’t like secrecy. I could really use something to take my mind off it for a while though. You’re a secret I don’t mind keeping, Colette. Come play with me. I live on Krandall Road, like two blocks from your shop.”
“Oh I know where that is! I live right on the next street over, on Laurel Ave, ” I said, excited that I could just walk there.
“Nice! Well, come over whenever you’re ready. It’s number 162, my apartment’s the one on the second floor.”
“Okay, I’ll be there in like fifteen minutes.”

I hurried to get ready, thankful I’d already showered and shaved, then headed out. Once I knocked on her door, she greeted me wearing nothing but a shiny gold bikini. She was wet and her skin glistened as droplets of water slid down her chest.
“Swimming?” I asked. “If I had known there was a pool I would have come prepared.”
She laughed softly and let me into her well-appointed apartment. “No pool – hot tub, actually. I had just gotten out when you showed up. And don’t worry about a bathing suit, I don’t mind if you go in naked.”

I smirked, then figured I’d just get right to the point. “I want you naked. Now.”
Graziella looked at me. “Good. I’m going to fuck you so good, Colette. You just wait and see what I have in store for you, baby.”

With that, she lead me to a white leather couch in her living room. I sat as she closed the window shades, then joined me. Straddling my lap, she held her arms out. “Do whatever you want to me.”

I didn’t waste a second. “Gawd, you are so fucking hot,” I said as my hands went straight for her perfect tits, grabbing and kneading them. I kissed the gold-covered mounds, then slowly pulled the fabric aside and took a nipple between my lips. The hard little bud of her nipple felt so good on my tongue that I just kept on licking. After a few minutes I pulled away and tossed her to the side, onto her back on the couch. Kneeling on the couch in front of her, I pulled down her bikini bottom and exposed her sweet hairless pussy. I ducked my head down and started licking. As I made out with her cunt she pulled off her bikini top and played with her breasts, moaning and gasping with pleasure. I sucked on her clit for a few minutes and she came quickly. I would have been glad to keep licking that pussy, but she got up. Standing in front of me she said, “Wait here. I’m going to get something. I want you naked by the time I get back.”

I wasted no time pulling off my clothes as she headed into the next room. I fucking loved this girl. She didn’t like to beat around the bush, no pun intended. When she came back she had a large purple dildo strapped around her waist. I smirked and leaned back on the couch with my legs spread. She chuckled.
“Not yet, baby girl. You have to suck it first.”

I got excited and pulled her to me, taking that big purple cock into my mouth like it was the last one I was ever going to get. I fingered her pussy as I sucked, and she had cum dripping down her inner thighs by the time she pushed me onto my back, held my legs open, and slid that big cock into my sopping wet vagina. I moaned with pleasure as she slowly moved the dildo in and out, rocking her hips with a gentle rhythm that hit my g-spot just right. She didn’t seem impatient like a man would have been. She took her time, being pleased by pleasing me.

The buildup was steady and unerring and by the time I came we were both sweaty and panting. She began to slam the strap-on into me and my body shook. I screamed and dug my fingernails into the white leather beneath me as the pulsations forced the rubber cock out of me and my pussy squirted juices into the air and on Graziella’s face and chest. She loved it, and giggled as I calmed down, breathing heavily as I lay in my puddle of sweat and cum.

Graziella leaned over me and kissed my neck and chest. We were both exhausted, but I knew we weren’t finished. “I have all day,” she said. “We’ll go relax in the hot tub and then I want you to fuck my ass.” She smiled so sweetly after that I had to laugh. Then, before she could walk away, I grabbed her, stuck my fingers up her pussy, and then pulled them out and licked them clean.
“Mmm…” I said, grinning like the Cheshire Cat. “I can’t wait.”

After we both had lounged in the hot tub out on the enclosed porch for about half an hour, kissing and fondling each other, we got worked up again and needed another round. I noticed Graziella had left the strap-on by the side of the hot-tub. She sat up on the edge of the hot tub and I spread her legs open. I took one long lick up her pussy and she shuddered, so I kept at it, taking one long lick after another until she was juicy. Then I gave her clit a good long suck and got out of the hot tub. I grabbed the strap-on and fastened it around myself, then pretended to jerk off as Graziella got out. We both giggled and then she bent over the edge of the hot tub, wiggling her perfect apple bottom at me.

I grasped one of her hips with one hand and used the other hand to guide the dildo into her wet pussy. She groaned softly as I slowly pushed it all the way in and let go to grab her other hip. Then I started to slam her. I pounded that sweet little cunt like there was no tomorrow and she screamed with ecstasy the entire time. I fucked her harder and harder until she came on the big purple dong and slumped on the edge of the hot tub. “Oh….my….gawd,” she panted and I smiled wolfishly as I parted her ass cheeks and spit on the little puckered hole. With I pressed the tip of the fake dick against it and gently applied pressure until the head popped in and she moaned. “Slide it all the way in,” she said, her voice tinged with absolute arousal. And I did.

I gently fucked her ass, sliding in and out slowly, continuously spitting on it, until her hole was relaxed and open enough to get rough. I started to bang her ass wildly, causing her to scream wildly.
“Oh yes! Fuck me!” she cried. She reached down between her legs and began to rub on her clit. Graziella was so worked up she didn’t hear the phone ring from inside. I ignored it, too caught up in ass-fucking this hot, hot little bitch.

She came again and I pulled the cock out of her ass, then gave her a smack on her right butt cheek. “What other toys do you have, Miss Graziella?” I asked and she turned her head to look at me with a smirk so dirty I almost came right then.

As if she wasn’t exhausted from being fucked like a rag doll, she straightened and bounded back into the apartment, only to return seconds later with a 7 inch long pink vibrator. I took off the strap-on and she switched on the vibrator and pressed it right up against my aroused clitoris. I moaned and gripped the edge of the hot tub to hold myself up. Leaning against it, I spread my legs a bit wider and let her massage my clit with the vibrator as she licked and sucked on my nipples. After a few minutes she slid the vibrator inside me and kneeled down to flick her talented tongue over my clit. I came like a damn rocket, squirting all over her tongue and hand. My legs shook and almost gave out. If I hadn’t been holding myself up with the edge of the hot-tub I would have fallen on my ass.

Graziella grinned up and me and licked the vibrator clean, then stood up and kissed me. “You taste so damn good,” she said.
“Likewise,” I agreed.
“Let’s get something to eat.”
I laughed. “Haven’t we been eating all afternoon?”

Graziella giggled and then sauntered back into the house, noticing that she had a message on her answering machine. As I joined her inside she hit a button and played the message. It said it was from Erica and she was coming home early. As in today.
“Who’s Erica?” I asked.
Graziella whipped around, a look of shock on her face. “My girlfriend. You have to go now! I’m sorry, but I can’t get caught! I just can’t!”

I placed my hands on her shoulders. “It’s okay, Grazi. I understand.” I kissed her and then went to collect my things. “Don’t forget to put the toys away. Unless it’s customary for you to use a strap-on and vibrator on yourself by the hot tub.” I gave her a light-hearted smile and then did what I had to do to leave without a trace, not knowing if or when I would hear from Graziella again.

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One wild Vacation Chapter 3

The Cruise
Chapter 3
I awoke around 10am showered I put on some shorts and a t shirt I took a novel and decided to go the indoor pool relax and read on the way there I picked up a coffee and a snack the seats were arranged in threes and fours in small alcoves I found an empty lounger and made myself comfortable after about half an hour of reading my book I was suddenly aware someone was standing at the end of my lounger I looked over my book and it was Suzanne and Joanne from the coach trip can we join you Suzanne enquired? Yes feel free I said Suzanne asked if I would like anything I said a latte would be nice and off she went Joanne smiled at me and said she was going for a swim she took off her top and then peeled off her tight denim shorts she was wearing a tiny black bikini she looked like a typical cheer leader about five foot four inches tall, tanned, long blonde hair fairly large boobs I would say F or double F the bikini top was very small just two triangles covering her nipples and the bottoms were just a small triangle and some string that vanished between her perfect buttocks she caught me staring she raised her eyebrows smiled and walked over to the pool and climbed in I tried to return to my book
a few minutes later Suzanne returned with the coffees we sat and chatted for a while she then said she was having a swim and took off her top and shorts Suzanne was wearing a swimming costume she was five foot eight inches tall with blond hair she had a slim frame with massive boobs again I couldn’t take my eyes off them
a few hours later we were all sat talking and Suzanne was insisting she had a book I simply must read as it was near lunch she said we should eat together and we would call at her cabin and get the book we gathered our belongings Joanne said she was staying for another swim so Suzanne and me set off when we got to her cabin it was massive in comparison to mine it was a suite with a balcony she asked me to take a seat she found me the book and excused herself to get changed out of her wet costume she went into the bathroom I sat and read the back cover with some interest a few minutes later Suzanne appeared wearing a short white dressing gown she then sat next to me on the sofa it was quite apparent from her massive cleavage she was only wearing the dressing gown I smiled and complemented her on such a nice cleavage oh these where a present from my first husband he was a tit man in more ways than one! We laughed would you like to see them she said undoing her dressing gown she cupped her breasts and held them towards me I reached out and squeezed one with my hand they are 38 double J she said nice and firm I added they can be a little awkward at times but men seem to like them Suzanne continued she then started rubbing my thigh with her hand her hand worked its way up to the bulge appearing in my shorts I see you like my tits she said mmmm I replied still squeezing and rubbing them she stood up took off her dressing gown she was now completely naked then she knelt in front of me undid my shorts and pulled them off releasing my now stiff cock she held it at the bottom pushed my thighs apart and took it in her mouth she managed to get it all in I could feel it slipping down her throat after a few sucks she took my glistening cock and trapped it between her huge boobs she squeezed them together and started wanking my eight inch member the tip was just protruding at the bottom of each stroke I leaned back and closed my eyes the sensation was magnificent as I neared my orgasm she started licking the tip this drove me over the edge I looked down as I came the first spurt hit her under the chin then more spurts showered down all over her tits I glanced over to the bed and saw Joanne sat on the edge of the bed with her legs open watching the show and rubbing her pussy through her bikini bottoms I panicked a little like a kid caught with his hand in the biscuit jar I looked back at Suzanne and she looked at Joanne she said you were right he has got a big cock she stood up and walked over to Joanne who stood up reached out and wiped up some of my cum from her mother’s fake boobs she then licked it from her fingers saying mmmm tasty she then leaned in and licked it straight from her mother’s neck and boobs I thought the whole scene was very erotic and started getting another erection Joanne saw this and said “My turn” she came over knelt down sand took my cock in her mouth she wrapped her fist tightly round my member and started wanking furiously until it was rock hard I looked over at Suzanne who was now sitting and watching the action whilst sliding two fingers in and out of her wet pussy Joanne undid her bikini top and threw it to one side then slipped off her bottoms all the time with my cock in her mouth she was making a lot of slurping noises she then sat down on my cock letting it’s full length penetrate her sopping pussy she began to ride my member like she hadn’t had a fuck for months I looked at Suzanne who was watching the show she pulled her wet fingers from her pussy and licked them Joanne leaned in and said in my ear do you like watching my mother suck her pussy juice from her fingers I nodded whilst she still rode my cock well you’re going to love this then she said she raised herself off my cock and got down in-between my legs and started sucking on my balls and stroking the shaft Suzanne came over and took the head of my cock in her mouth licking her daughters juices off my cock she was taking most of it in her mouth she then stepped over and sat down hard and started to very expertly fuck me after a few minutes and a couple of orgasms Suzanne got off and Joanne began to furiously wank and suck at my wet cock until I moaned and came on her face with the first spurt then two more across her boobs she stood up and Suzanne said come here darling let me clean you up and started licking my cum from Joanne’s face and boobs once she had a mouthful she kissed Joanne on the mouth and swapped all my cum into her mouth Joanne looked at me opened her mouth and showed it all to me then closed it and swallowed as she was rubbing her war clit she had an orgasm there and then I could see her subtle 6pack as her muscles tensed we all took a shower together and plenty of kissing and fondling went on both women came again and I came on Suzanne’s massive boobs then dried off kissed them both and left for lunch………

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Here come the come down

Stefan and Willem’s apartment was in the student area of the city. The large warehouses and factories of the old port district where we caught the taxi changed into the built up granite edifices of the modern city. Bright yellow street lights marked the roads as they crisscrossed through concreted plaza’s which hosted fountains, bench’s and small coffee cabins that during the week hosted 1000’s of suited men and women. The downtown maze gradually evolved into the land of malls. Huge mega cities of shopfronts, endless car parks and well known brands sprawling out in their low rise brilliance.

We passed in to the residential district. House upon house with finely tended front lawns, people carriers in driveways, picket fences and a million stories that played out behind closed doors. As the architecture got older we entered the student area. Large houses, once so grand, now split into dormitories, and separate smaller apartments. Parks boasting sport grounds, libraries with huge courtyards, student pubs advertising student prices, toga parties and speed dating. The University itself, a large building renovated throughout the decades so that it took upon a strange hybrid design – unsure of its own identity like most of the students that trod its hallways.

The Taxi turned into a short road. Along it were a number of almost identical houses. We stopped and Stefan urged us out. The comfort and warmth of Willem disappeared I was instead slapped by the cool early morning air. Although my brain was still firing off bolts of pleasure I could feel my body was starting to rebel. I could do with a sit down on a comfy chair.

Stefan paid the taxi, refusing money from Becky, and walked us up to the door. We walked into their house and I was immediately surprised by what I saw. Whereas I was expecting a typical student flat of empty beer cans, unwashed dishes and stained walls, I was greeted by a small hallway and a wood paneled staircase. The carpet seemed nice and there was a subtle aroma of coffee.

“I don’t think anyone else is awake so we’ll just head straight to our room.” Willem told us.

We walked up the stairs and turned into a small vestibule with two doors each leading separate ways. Willem unlock the left hand door and we stepped into their ‘room’.

Their room was actually a separate apartment. We walked into a tastefully decorated lounge. On the left there was a small kitchen and a door leading to a bedroom. Across on the other side was another bedroom door and on the same wall as the front door another door that lead into a bathroom.

“Sit sit…..drinks?” Stefan enquired

“I really want a beer….is that wrong?” asked Becky.

“Not at all. And we have some so get comfortable.”

I sat on the big couch and was happy that Becky choose to sit next to me. Stefan came through with some beers and handed them out.

“Well cheers for a great night,” Willem toasted, “we were so lucky to run into you guys at that pub.”

“I think we were the lucky ones.” I remarked.

I heard my phone buzz in my bag and decided to check it while the others chatted. It was from Micky.

M – Wow. Just checked the time. You guys really are going crazy. I got bacon. Let me know when you need it.

I texted back a quick ‘Thanks’ and realized that I needed the toilet. I put my phone down and walked to the bathroom. I did the typical thing of spending too much time in there. Apart from peeing I also touched up my hair, washed my face and did a general face check. My 2 minute wee run turned into a 15 minute beauty regime.

When I came back Becky was on my phone typing something on the touch screen.

“Hey Emma, just thought I’d put my number in there for you. No excuse for you not to call or text me now.”

“I would have got it off you anyway. If you think I’m going to leave you alone you’re sadly mistaken.”

I sat back down on the sofa next to Becky and joined in the conversation. We must have talked about everything under the sun. We all had a ton of energy even though our bodies were feeling a bit tired. Before I knew it I had drunk another 3 or 4 bottles of beer and I could see the early morning sun peeking through the curtains.

Stefan made the first move to bed. He stood up and announced that he was tired and wanted to cuddle someone in bed. We all played paper, scissor, rock but Willem won, much to Stefan’s excitement. They both told us that we could use the bed in the other room if we wanted or one could take the sofa. They both kissed us good ‘night’ and walked hand in hand through to their bedroom.

Becky and I sat on the sofa in a moment of silence both lost in our thoughts.

“That was a great night.” Becky announced . “But I am exhausted now.”

“Yeah….I seem to have hit a wall.” I remarked.

“I think it is called the ‘come down’. At least that is what Stefan said we could look forward to.”

“I do want to sleep though. Do you want the sofa or the bed?” I asked Becky.

“I think I’m going to stay up a bit more, might watch some TV so you take the bed.”

“OK. Thanks for a great night. I’ll see you when I wake up.” I leaned over and gave Becky a hug. She hugged me back and kissed me softly on the lips. We held that for a few seconds until she pulled away.

“Go…..before I steal the bed from you.”

I stood up and walked through to the bedroom. I turned and saw Becky lie down on the couch and turn on the TV.

I didn’t even notice what the bedroom looked like. I was happy that the curtains in the room were thick and backed so very little light was coming in. I closed the door, took off my skirt, top and bra and climbed into the nice cool covers. I bunched up the pillows and got comfortable. Within a few minutes I was sound asleep.

I woke up in a daze. The room was still dark but there was movement in one corner. I bolted upright.

“Shhhh….it’s just me Emma. Go back to sleep.” Becky’s voice whispered across the murky room.

I lay down and felt the covers being moved from the other side of the bed. I felt the bed move and sag a little as Becky climbed in. Becky slid over and cuddled up to me. I was on my side facing away from her so she spooned me. I felt her warmth against my skin. She was topless as well. I could feel her breasts pushed up against my back. Her arm lying across me. Her legs matching my slightly bent lying position so that her crotch was fitting flush with the curve of my arse.

We lay like that for a while. She slowly rubbed my arm with her hand. It was soothing, and if it hadn’t been for my heart bursting out of my chest, probably would have put me to sleep.

I could feel her breath against my neck. Butterflies started fluttering in my stomach. I could feel the tingle of excitement in my crotch.

Becky’s hand that was rubbing my arm moved slightly so that she occasionally rubbed up against my breast. I held my breath as I waited to see if she would continue. Sure enough her fingers found my nipples and started to play with them. I arched my back a little and pushed my arse into her crotch. She returned the forced so that our bodies were again pushed together. I moved my arms a little so that she could play with my tits a little easier.

Her fingers softly pinched my erect nipples causing me to moan softly. I felt her lips on my shoulders. I moved my arm so that I was reaching behind me. I placed my hand on her buttocks and pushed her up against me. We slowly started to rotate our hips in time with each other while her fingers continued to cause intense pleasure.

She moved slightly and with her hand pushed back on my shoulder. This caused me to lie on my back while she remained on her side. Her hand once again played with my breasts but now tracked down my belly to the waist band of my panties.

Her fingers moved down over the material covering my mound. I opened my legs a little as I felt her fingers inch towards my slit. I could barely contain my excitement. When I felt her fingers touch my swollen lips I thought I was going to cum right then and there. I could feel her fingers probing along my slit which parted with ease. Soon she was grinding her fingers against my pussy creating flashes of pure pleasure. She pushed my panties aside and I experienced her fingers entering me for the first time. I let out a sigh of contentment. Her fingers were different to Tamara’s. Tamara’s fingers were rough. Becky’s were soft and slender. Her movements were delicate and sympathetic as opposed to Tamara’s invasive prodding. When Becky touched my clit and couldn’t help moaning out loud. I was in heaven.

And then my moral’s, my stupid moral’s, kicked in. Becky was Micky’s. I had no right to be allowing this to happen, regardless of the ‘understanding’ they had with each other. I remembered thinking that I wanted to make Becky mine and that not even Micky’s feelings would stand in the way. But I wasn’t like that. I loved Micky. I wanted him to be happy. This was wrong. It had to stop.

“No Becky.” I said grabbing her hand and holding it against my belly taking in large gulps of air.

She sat up, “What’s wrong Emma?” Her voice sounded genuinely concerned.

“I….I can’t do this to Micky.” I stammered. “This isn’t right.”

“But you know that Micky and I have a special………..”

“No Becky. You may have a special relationship with him when it comes to strangers. But I’m his daughter. I see the way he is around you. This is different.”

In the darken room I could make out her face. She looked shocked….and also sad.

“I guess I didn’t think of it like that.” she whispered.

“I have to be honest with you Becky. I can’t just fool around with you. I’ve fallen for you….like properly fallen for you. I would love nothing more than to make love to you right now, which I know is stupid because I have only just met you but it’s how I feel and if that makes me a bit psycho than ‘Hey’ I’m psycho Emma…pleased to meet you.” I pulled a pillow from behind my head and covered my face with it. I wanted to hide.

There was silence next to me. Then she spoke.

“Wow. Way to ruin the mood.”

I took the pillow off my face and looked at her face. She was smiling her beautiful smile.

“I’m sorry Emma, I didn’t know you felt like that.”

“Well most sane people probably wouldn’t think that someone could go from introductions to future plans in the space of a night.”

She lay down next to me on her back. I couldn’t help but look at her impressive breasts. My desire was to lean over and suck on each of her large nipples. But I didn’t.

“You do know that I like you as well don’t you?” she offered me.

“Yeah, probably not the same way though.”

“Well not now. But I could easily see myself with someone like you.”

If the conversation hadn’t progressed like it had I would be dancing on clouds made of unicorn cum at a statement like that.

“But I can’t do that to Micky.”

“I see what you mean.” She paused. “I’m going to speak to him about it. I know that it would be weird and possibly more than either of us could handle but it needs discussing.”

“Really?”

“Of course.” She rolled onto her side and looked at me. “Do you honestly think that I do this to everyone I meet?”

“Weeeeeell…..you are certainly more adventurous than anyone I’ve ever met before.” I giggled.

“It’s different with you though. When I fingered you before it felt different to my other experiences. With others it was about sex plain and simple. With you it was about….sharing, being with someone. Wanting to pleasure someone for no other reason than I wanted to be close with them. You think your feelings towards me are strange…..I don’t. I completely understand how it can happen. It happened with me and Micky. And I think it may be happening between you and me. But I understand what you mean about Micky so we should talk to him.”

“I’m sorry.” I rather pathetically said.

Becky cuddled up to me, “Why sweetie. You have nothing to be sorry about. What you just did now made me think even more of you. What a beautiful person you are.”

I smiled. I rolled onto my side with my back to her. “Can we sleep now?”

“Of course.”

Even though the feeling of her almost naked body next to mine drove me insane with lust I managed to sleep. So much so that I didn’t hear the 3 text messages ping on my phone.

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OK, should I be worried? I’ve text the girls numerous times but haven’t heard anything back. Last one was around 4am and it was just a ‘Thanks’ returned. They’ll be fine, right?

I wasn’t sure why I was worrying. They were perfectly capable of looking after themselves. They weren’t little kids.

It was almost 11 in the morning.

I had gone to bed around midnight. The girls had left for their night out and I had fixed myself a snack and watched a movie. Once the movie finished I checked up on some sport results and sat around for 30 minutes to see if my live ‘sex show’ neighbour was in. She wasn’t. I had turned off the lights and headed to bed.

I had woken up around 4 in the morning and was a bit worried that the other side of the bed was empty. I had sent a message to both Emma and Becky but only Emma had replied.

I realized that my feelings about this situation weren’t worry or concern over safety – I was jealous. I was jealous that Becky would find someone younger, hotter, richer and better in bed than me. I was worried that she would return to my apartment, be cold and distant and leave. I would text her and ask if everything was OK and she would say ‘fine’. I would make all the effort and she would come up with excuses to not see me. The office environment would become tense, our friendship would erode.

Or she’s fallen asleep and will call me when she wakes up.

The thing to do now is not bombard her with texts. Coming across needy and desperate would be a shortcut to singlesville again.

I busied myself for the morning. I ate some of the bacon I had got in for the girls and went out to the shops to stock up the fridge and cupboards. All the time keeping my phone in my jacket pocket on vibrate so I wouldn’t miss any calls or texts.

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The light forced me awake. The room was warm and my body was sticky. I still just had my panties on and could feel Becky lying next to me. I lifted my head and was surprised that I wasn’t suffering from a hangover. My ears were ringing and I thought my throat was going to catch on fire it was so dry. I sat up and pushed the covers away from me hoping that some air on my body might make me feel better.

Becky stirred and rolled over so she was on her back. The covers were only covering her lower legs so I had a wonderful view of her breasts, stomach and crotch.

In a gravel like voice Becky said, “Hey Em. How ya feeling?”

I felt compelled to cover myself but instead answered, “In desperate need of water. You?”

“Same,” she pulled herself up so she was sitting next to me, “you feeling OK about last night?”

“Yeah not too bad. Gutted that my conscious got the better of me. Would have been nice to wake up with some morning sex.”

“Oooooo don’t. I’m still horny.”

“I know, but not until we speak to Micky.” I said resolutely.

“Well if you’re not allowed to touch me then I’ll just sort myself out.” Becky said in a husky voice.

Not quite believing my eyes I watched as she took one of her breasts in each hand and started to massage them. Almost immediately her nipples popped out and stood erect on her huge tits. She turned he head so she was looking directly at me. She let one hand slide down her belly. Her fingers glided across her panties, the outline of her mound and pussy were clearly visible.

I wanted to stare into her eyes but I couldn’t look away from watching her nimble fingers. She rubbed herself through the material of her panties. I could see her labia parting as her finger worked away at her slit. She stopped rubbing and lifted her bottom. She hooked her thumbs under her waist band and pulled her panties down to her ankles. She removed one foot and then kicked them off with the other.

She was now half sitting, half lying stark naked in front of me. She bought one hand back up to her breast and the other continued to work on her pussy. I watched as her fingers started to spread her wetness around her opening. I could see her clitoris swelling and starting to become more pronounced. She continued to look at me.

I was completely turned on now. My hand had drifted to my own breast and started to play with my hard nipples. My other hand stroking my crotch gently. I was transfixed. I noticed the ever subtle changes in Becky’s body. The way her belly had had a steady rise and fall and now was a mess of ragged movements. Becky’s eyes hooded over every time she came in contact with her clit. Her breathing which constantly caught in her throat. Her hips rolling back and forwards, her legs ever so slightly spreading.

Her fingers were inside her now. I could see her juices coating them. I could smell her arousal.

My own pussy was awash with my fluids.

“Take your panties off Emma….I want to watch you too.”

Almost like someone under hypnosis I immediately complied. I pulled my pants down and kicked them off. I was now sitting up naked, I spread my legs apart and allowed my fingers to enter me. There was no hindrance from my surrounding muscles. My pussy accepted my fingers greedily.

Once I got a steady rhythm going and I could feel my body reacting and allowed myself to ignore the sights around me and just stare at Becky. I eyes met and locked. She smiled but then breathed in deeply as her fingers hit a sensitive spot. Composing herself she looked back at me.

For about 3 or 4 minutes we looked at each other’s faces. I drank in her raw beauty. Her facial expressions reflecting her arousal in an honest way…..no porn star gurning, just pure pleasure.

I broke the silence, “I’m going to cum Becky.”

“I’m close too Em….I really want to come with you.”

As the emotions got the better of me I leaned over and kissed her. Our tongues filling the others mouth. The kiss was passionate and deep. Our fingers increased their speed causing both of us to start moaning. I could hear Becky’s pussy squelching with the amount of juice she was producing.

I came first. My crotch exploded in pleasure and great bolts of electricity shot up by back. I felt a gush of liquid on my hand. I had squirted, I had never squirted before.

Becky followed a few seconds after me. She almost folded herself in two with the force of her orgasm. Her head fell into my lap. The sensation of her hair touching my jangled nerves just under my skin caused my orgasm to intensify again. We both rode out the waves of lust. My pussy became too sensitive to touch so I let my hand grip my thigh. Becky had buried her face in my lap. I felt like she was aware of the fact that the sensations were too much for me and she made sure she didn’t move around too much.

We lay that way for about 5 minutes. I was staring up at the ceiling not sure that I could move. Becky finally lifted her head.

“That feels better.”

“Sorry about the kiss. I couldn’t help myself.”

“That’s OK. It drove me over the edge. Did you know you were a squirter?”

“Never happened before. God…..what am I going tell the guys about their sheets?”

“I wouldn’t worry.” Becky sat up on her knees. She looked amazing. She was glowing from the orgasm and was covered in a sheen of sweat. “I’m going to get a shower, mind if I go first?”

“That’s fine”

She got up from the bed. She wrapped herself in one of the sheets and picked up her clothes. She waddled over to the door and opened it.

She turned back to me, “No one up yet.”

With that she walked through the doorway and closed the door behind her.

I sat there on the bed for a few minutes longer and then decided that I should get in contact with Micky. I crawled over the bed and picked up my bag. As I turned to move back down the bed I noticed the large wet patch I had created. I cringed thinking that I was going to have to explain that to the guys.

I unlocked the phone and was greeted by a couple of texts from Micky. They were general hope you are OK texts. The last one was a slightly terse request for me to call him. I went into my sent texts to see when I last contacted him. And that’s when I noticed the texts that had been sent to Becky’s phone.

I opened up the first one and was shocked to see that it was a photo of me, standing in front of a mirror bending over showing off my cleavage. The next text showed me sitting on a bed with my legs spread showing my panties off. I scrolled through and saw that 2 other texts, each containing 3 photos, had been sent. The final one contained the video I had taken of me masturbating.

I should have been angry. I should have felt violated. But I didn’t. I was excited. I was thrilled to know that Becky had those images of me and that she even wanted those images of me. I thought about Becky using my photos and video to make herself cum and it made me happy.

I sent a quick text to her number which was now obviously in my phone.

E – Hope you liked the photos and vid you sneaky girl. xx

I switched my phone over to calling mode and phoned Micky. His voice came through loud and clear after a couple of rings.

“Where are you!” he briskly asked.

“Alright Micky settle down. We’re in the University district. We met some guys and ended up partying with them until the wee small hours.”

I could hear his disappointment, “Oh….I see….well….I hope you had fun.”

I giggled a little, “We did. Stefan and Willem were amazing. I haven’t had so much fun in ages.”

“Riiiiight. And is Becky OK?”

“Yep. I think she is in the shower cleaning up.”

“Oh……so she’s OK then.”

“Micky – Stefan and Willem are a gay couple. Don’t sound so worried!”

“I wasn’t worried Emma. Becky…..um….I mean you two are old enough to make your own decisions. I’m just relived you’re OK.”

“Well we’re going to head home shortly. We’ll get a taxi to yours. Is that OK?

“Of course. I still have bacon for you.”

“Thanks Micky. We’ll stop off and get something for dinner as well.”

“Right – see you soon.”

“Bye Micky.” and I hung up.

Bless him. I could tell that he was worried about Becky being with someone else. I’m sure he is open to their relationship being the way it is but perhaps not as open to Becky being intimate with someone else…..say someone like me?

I stripped the bed down and balled the covers up. Becky finished her shower and came into the room. I took the sheet from her and wrapped it around me. As I was doing that she checked her phone. I saw her face change as she read my text.

I stood there waiting for an explanation with my hand on my hip.

“Sorry sweetie. I just wanted something nice to look at.” She said this with the most innocent face I have ever seen.

“I didn’t take them for you! Well…..not really.”

“I’ll delete them if you want.”

“You can have them. Just don’t let the wrong people see them!”

“Like Micky?”

“Um hell yes Micky.”

She walked over to me and put her arms around my waist, “You do look amazing in them.”

I wriggled free knowing that I wouldn’t be able to stop myself if anything happened in that moment. “Well you owe me. I expect something similar in return one day.”

She smiled, “deal!”

I sighed and walked out to the bathroom.

My shower was uneventful and I felt 1000 times better thanks to the great water pressure. I dried myself and wrapped the sheet around me. I could hear voices in the main room and as I opened the door I saw Stefan and Willem were in the kitchen with Becky all having some water.

Willem turned to see me and ran over to me and gave me a hug, “Hello party girl – how are you feeling?”

“A little fuzzy but much better after the shower. Thanks so much for last night.”

“It was our pleasure. We’re going to head out in about 10 minutes. Do you want us to drop you off home or do you want to crash here for the evening?”

“Probably best if we got home, what do you think Becky?”

“Perfect. Can we pop by my place so I can get some work clothes?”

“We are you humble drivers,” Stefan said peeling a banana with a massive grin on his face.

We picked up our bags, had a couple more glasses of water and made our way down stairs. The house was busy. Other ‘boarders’ milled around the social areas and looked on in amusement as Becky and I made our way out into the sun still dressed on our short skirts and heels. The strangest walk of shame I have ever been involved in.

On the car trip over to Becky’s house we made some plans to meet up with the guys again. I was only here for a little while longer but we would try our best to have dinner together. We pulled up outside of Becky’s apartment and she ran inside. She came back out a few minutes later with an overnight bag and had changed into a pair of track pants and a hooded top. How did she manage to look gorgeous in that??

We stopped off at a local shop and bought some Indian ready meals. We also bought some chocolates, wine and a loofer as a gift for Stefan and Willem for being such wonderful hosts. They drove us to Micky’s building and we said our goodbyes promising to see each other soon.

We didn’t even have time to open the door to Micky’s apartment. He was waiting for us with a big smile on his face. He gave me a hug and kiss on the cheek and shared a long kiss with Becky which I walked away from…..yeah…..didn’t really need to see that.

Dinner was put in the oven. While the Indian food was cooking Micky made us a bacon roll each. The thick cut rashers were cooked to perfection and the fresh rolls only added to the taste. Once ready the Indian was eaten and cleaned away. We told him what our night had entailed. Meeting Stefan and Willem, the club, the party drugs (he wasn’t that impressed) and ‘slumming’ it in the university district. We left out the stuff that happened between me and Becky. We had decided that I would tell him about my ‘lifestyle’ before going into that. Both Becky and I agreed that we were to have no intimate contact until we told Micky about our feelings and found out how he felt about it. If Micky didn’t want it to continue then it wouldn’t.

I remember thinking about how I was willing to risk breaking Micky’s heart so I could be with Becky. I now realized that I was willing to let my heart break to let Micky be happy.

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The garage playroom becomes a focal point in this chapter. Along with some bisexual play between Morgan and Daddy’s sub Mary, Morgan’s class-mate.

Copyright 2018 by tcs1963

Revised and re-edited 2019

All rights reserved by the tcs1963.

As always edited by my friend takemedown.

This story is a work of fiction and contains deions of explicit sexual acts, Incest, Bdsm, Ddlg, and Lesbianism.

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Morgan found out about her Daddy’s sexual relationship with her schoolmate, Mary, and how he enjoys calling her Morgan, imagining she is his daughter. Now, the real Morgan has joined them.

Tom and Morgan

Growing Together Pt.4

Daddy/daughter Story…

My Daddy’s cock suprised me when it fell across my lips. The weight alone was intimidating. Then I realized he wasn’t even erect, and I became a little apprehensive.

It wasn’t that it was my Daddy’s penis, it was the size of it as compared to my tiny pussy. I wasn’t used to that size of man-meat.

The heat alone warmed my lips, and then my tongue snaked out and his manly taste was down-right addictive. I couldn’t control myself, my tongue was searching for every inch of his gorgeous and tasty mature cock.

Something that I had wanted since the first time I touch him, was now laying across my mouth. Its size made me question my decision, but I was too far gone now. Then the tip of my tongue swiped a drop of precum from the head, and I knew I had to have more.

My fear diminished, and I became my own flesh and blood Daddy’s cockwhore. My mouth watered and my tongue slid across every inch that I could reach.

Then I realized it wasn’t just his cock flavor I was tasting. Snapping back to reality I remembered that my Daddy’s cock had just exited Mary’s ass. I was not just tasting my Daddy’s cock, it was Mary’s freshly fucked ass too.

My tongue continued sliding along his shaft and her taste became more predominant. Not grossing me out but making me slowly start wiggling it around searching for more of their flavor.

I could hear my Daddy calling me “a good girl” and coaxing me on to further explore his cock with my mouth. The whole time my cunny was being assaulted by the magic wand and my juices spilled out of me and down my ass crack, making a large wet spot on the sheets.

While my oral assault continued, I saw him point at his ass and Mary quickly knelt behind him using her hands to spread his cheeks as her mouth went to work on his asshole.

I could tell each time her tongue slid deep into Daddy because a guttural moan followed by a growl came from between his lips, and his cock stiffened against my tongue.

The wand was pushing me closer and closer to orgasm and Daddy realized it because of my moans and body movements. My hips were lifting off the mattress trying to make the wand touch me more.

Daddy whispered in a voice that was more of a command than a request, that I was not allowed to cum yet. Making it perfectly clear that his pleasure would come first. My body tensed up as I tried to contain the flow of my orgasm.

My jaw straining to open wide enough so that the head of Daddy’s cock could slip into my mouth. Pushing deeper with each stroke, He was literally fucking my mouth

I lay there straining to accommodate his size. While my cunny was so sensitive I could scream. Remembering her tongue in my cunt, I knew Mary’s tongue was doing its job raping Daddy’s ass, sliding in and out

My mouth started getting sore as he used me as his cock receptacle. I couldn’t imagine having to service this monster prick every day.

Daddy’s trembling alerted me that he was getting closer to cumming. He grabbed the wand and held it tighter to my clit. Vibrating me into a sexual Frenzy. My tongue sliding faster and more frantic.

I could taste his precum leaking more steadily from the head of his cock. The taste driving me wild with wanton lust.  

He became more deliberate with the massager on my clit. Almost painful but not enough for me to ask him to stop.

My lips suckled his cock aggressively, willing him to feed me his cum. My cunny becoming so sensitive and in a constant orgasmic state, fluid leaking everywhere.

Mary making loud sucking noises as her tongue continually assaulted my Daddy’s ass. I couldn’t help wondering how wonderful that must feel. Thinking to myself, hope I can get a rimming from her someday.

My cheeks were sunken in and my eyes looking up at Daddy. I watched as Mary squeezed and kneaded my Daddy’s balls. Both of us working in unison to milk his cock. You could hear his grunts and growls of pleasure coming from above us.

Daddy enjoyed using both of us like whores, and we relished in allowing him to do it. Shit to be perfectly honest I think we both loved it. Daddy was certainly a happy man.

As I swallowed his cock the wand was making my sloppy wet pussy very happy. The vibrations from the wand were literally shaking my insides, and my swollen clitoris was feeling rather battered.

I felt the wetness from my cunt run down between my ass cheeks and pooling all around my ass. I watched Daddy look down and stare at my little cunny gushing pussy juice out like a fountain. I’ve never cum so hard in my life and I’ve never felt that much intense pleasure.

Daddy was working his cock all the way to the back of my throat making me gag. Then he suddenly stopped and pulled out leaving the head settled on my tongue. That’s when I realized he was getting close to cumming.

Just seconds after my pussy squirted, I tasted his thick warm cum shooting in my mouth. His cum was salty and pungent, with a sweet taste. I knew right then that I wanted more.

He slowly pulled his cock from my mouth. My cheeks puffed out and full of his cum. Mary eased back and you could see her face moist and slightly blushed from the tongue work she had done on Daddy’s ass.

As they both were stared at me, my legs were trembling as they hung bound. Perspiration all over my body and I was trying to catch my breath. My lips were swollen and covered in my Daddy’s cum. I opened wide to show them how his load was coating throughout.

I swallowed twice to consume all of Daddy’s load. Which was delicious might I add? Daddy reached down and gave a playful slap to my pussy, then telling both of us what good girls we had been. Leaving both of us with big old shit-eating grins.

Daddy and Mary both set about releasing my bindings. I felt grateful because my arms and legs were getting a little stiff. Finally free, I jumped up kissing my Daddy right on the mouth. My cum covered lips sliding against his.

This wasn’t a daughter kissing her Daddy kiss this was a sexual kiss with lots of tongues involved.

Daddy looked at me and Mary and said, “You two little ones are a complete mess. Why don’t you both jump into the playroom shower and I’ll go inside to my own shower?

I’ll meet you, Miss Morgan for a nice Daddy/daughter chat in a few.”

The End…

of Pt. 4

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Mark and Mary celebrate their one year anniversary in Hawaii.

Sunday, July 20th, 2014 – Mark Glassner – Hawaii

“If everyone can please take their seats, we’ll be landing in Honolulu in a few minutes,” Lynda stated over Air Force One’s intercom.

“I guess we have to get up,” I sighed to Mary.

She pouted, “I don’t want to.”

We lay in bed in the small cabin that nestled in the tail of Air Force One. We spent the bulk of the six hour flight in here making love and enjoying each other’s company as we celebrated our first year of marriage. So much had happened the last year: Brandon’s Attack, the Fall of Seattle, the Wormwood Plague, the Patriots, and the birth of our beautiful daughter.

It seemed like we had lived a lifetime.

We left our daughter Chase with the sluts in Washington State. The only ones on the plane with us were a squad of bodyguards and the staff necessary to pilot it. I wasn’t sure what awaited us in Hawaii; Mary had flown out several times with her father over the last month, all excited as she prepared a big surprise for our anniversary, and taking her father meant she was binding people with the Zimmah spell.

Hopefully, some nubile, island girls.

“C’mon,” I said, scooping my wife up in my arms.

She threw her arms around my neck, nuzzling her face into my throat. “I love it when you carry me,” she giggled. “It makes me feel so loved and protected. Safe in your arms.”

I kissed her forehead. I loved carrying her; there was something sexy about carrying a naked, loving woman in your arms. “Than you better keep your girlish figure,” I told her. “As long your light and nubile, I don’t have a problem with it.”

She giggled. “That’s a pretty good incentive. I would hate to give this up!”

I sat her down in the seat and took the one next to her. She snuggled up next to me and I put my arm around her; my nose filled with the coconut scent of her shampoo and the salty, sweet musk of our love making.

“You smell wonderful,” I whispered.

“You smell like sex,” she answered. “Wicked, naughty sex.”

“That’s because I spent the last few hours with a wicked, naughty filly.”

“Only wicked and naughty?” she asked.

“And beautiful and loving,” I quickly added. “My Goddess.”

She let out a happy sigh and gave me a deep, loving kiss.

Lynda and Joslyn flew the plane as skillfully as ever, touching down at Honolulu International Airport with a screech of tires and a roaring rumble as the plane slowed to a graceful stop, then taxied up to a waiting reception. Our flight attendants, the lovely Monique and Lize, opened the door and I embraced the delightfully busty Lize while Mary enjoyed a kiss and a grope from Monique.

Outside, the Legion guarded the perimeter and a ring of bodyguards, all wearing mirrored sunglasses, waited at attention around an open-topped, white Rolls Royce converted into a limo. The limo idled at the end of a red carpet and three Hawaiian women dressed in grass skirts and leis lounged against it.

“Do we need to get dressed?” I asked Mary.

“No,” she answered. “It’s our vacation. We don’t need to wear clothes if we don’t want to. Besides it’s more than warm enough here in Hawaii.”

I grinned at her, then eyed her naked, pale body. “And what about sunscreen.”

Mary laughed, and patted my arm. “Mark, haven’t you realized one of the side-effects of Molech’s power?”

“What?” I frowned.

“We’re pretty resistant to flames, remember.” Mary rolled her eyes like she couldn’t believe how dense I was. “You got pretty scorched last November by one of Lilith’s daughters. You should have been killed, but you barely had second degree burns. The sun’s not going to do anything to us. We might not even tan.”

“Is that limo open-topped?” I asked. “Isn’t that dangerous?”

“It’s a custom job,” Mary answered. “Just for Hawaii. I want to feel the air rushing through my hair as we drive.”

“What about snipers?”

“Sam’s had her hands on it. The car’s been warded against projectiles. It’s as safe as one of our armored limos.”

I whistled. “You have been busy.”

“And I expect you to show me just how much you appreciate all my hard work.”

I grabbed her hand and brought it my cock. “Can’t you feel how much I appreciate you, Mare?”

Her hand stroked me. “Well, at least one part of you does.” She giggled and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. “C’mon, let’s go meet the girls.”

We had to wait a few minutes while they positioned the stair car, then beautiful Monique, one of our stewardesses, opened the cabin door. I gave her magnificent, bare breast a squeeze as she purred, “Enjoy your anniversary, sir,” in her delightful, French accent. Her lover Lize, our other stewardess, gave Mary a passionate kiss and then gave me a playful slap on my naked ass.

The Hawaiian sun was bright, the rays warm on my skin, while a moist, cooling breeze blew in from the sea and set nearby palm trees to gentle swaying. Arm-in-arm, my wife and I descended the stairs. When we reached the bottom, the assembled bodyguards saluted us. They all were gorgeous in their navy blue uniforms, their tits about to spill out of their half unbuttoned blouses. They carried a mix of M16s, P90s, and MP5s.

Mary and I took our security very seriously.

The three Hawaiian girls that walked up were breathtakingly beautiful. They wore grass skirts, and not the fake kind, but actual grass tied about their waists. I could see exciting flashes of naked pussy through the strands of grass. They wore no tops, only a few flowery leis that did nothing to hide their golden breasts. As they walked up to us their hips rolled seductively; my cock hardened at the sight.

Mary gave my cock a quick stroke. “I know. Aren’t they breathtaking?”

The first to reach me was a very busty, curvy young woman, with gold-brown skin, and a vulpine light glinting in the dark pools of her eyes. Her hair fell in white-gold strands about her shoulders, obviously bleached from her natural black, and she looked all the more exotic and lovely for it. The leis about her neck were made of orange and white flowers, and I could see gold rings piercing her brown nipples as the necklaces of flowers shifted about.

“Aloha,” she gushed, pulling a lei over her neck and draping it over mine, then her body melted against me as she kissed me passionately; flowers and tits crushed against my chest. “I am Malia, and I hope you enjoy your time in Hawaii, my Lord.”

Malia broke our embrace and greeted Mary just as passionately as the next Hawaiian slut stepped before me; a feisty smile on her lips, sweat glistening on her golden skin. Her hair was black, streaked with green highlights, and fell down to her waist. Peaking from beneath her leis of red and violet flowers were a pair of perky tits, about Mary’s size.

“Aloha, I’m Apikalia, and I’m looking forward to making your stay as wonderful as possible, my Lord.” She draped a lei about my neck, and kissed me with the same ardor as Malia.

The last girl was young, maybe sixteen. Her body slim and graceful, and her face cute and pixyish. Like the other two, her skin was a rich gold-brown, her hair deep black, and her eyes dark and sultry. A gold ring adorning her nose glinted as she walked up, distracting me momentarily from her budding breasts peaking through swaying leis made of yellow and blue flowers. She draped a lei about my neck and kissed me, grinding her groin against my hard cock.

“Aloha, my Lord,” she sweetly greeted. “I’m Leilani.”

“Wow, Mare,” I breathed, taking in the sight of all three island girls.

“And there’s more of them at the beach house,” Mary smiled at me, giving my cock a nice, hard stroke. “Happy anniversary, Mark.”

“You outdid yourself, Mare,” I said in awe.

“What until the luau tonight.” She paused, a nervous look in her eyes. “I’ve been practicing hard, so I hope you’ll love it.”

“Love what?”

Her smile was mysterious, promising, gorgeous. “You’ll see.”

Leilani opened the door for us, and Mary slid in. She then grabbed Leilani’s hand and pulled the teen in after her. I watched as Mary slid across the seat, leaving room for me, and spread her legs. The Hawaiian teen smiled, fingered her blue-and-yellow leis, before kneeling down and burying her face in my wife’s snatch.

“Oh, yes!” Mary purred. “You’ve been practicing I see.”

“Every night,” Leilani answered, her lips smeared with pussy juices. “All the girls let me practice on them.”

Busty Malia laughed, her tits jiggling invitingly. “She’s been very diligent, my Lady.”

Malia’s breasts were too inviting and, after I sat down on the white leather seat, I said to her, “Come sit on my cock, slut.”

“Absolutely, my Lord,” she breathed.

The vixen eagerly straddled my waist; her huge breasts smothered my face and filled my nose with the sweet scent of her flowers. Then she sank down on my cock with one move, her cunt tight, sopping wet, and wonderfully warm.

“Fuck, that’s nice!” I grunted.

She moaned, “I knew your cock would be wonderful! All of us have been so excited to finally meet you!” She gave me a passionate kiss, then whispered in my ear, “And to fuck you!”

Apikalia, looking a little disappointed, climbed into the driver seat and started the limo up. An escort of cop cars, driven by the bodyguards, formed around us and we drove out of airport to the waiting crowds. Their love and adoration washed over us, excited to see their Gods. I waved to them as Malia rode my cock.

“Wave to them,” I told Malia, looking out at the crowd. Women were baring their breasts, calling out my name, wanton passion in their eyes. “They envy you. They want to fuck their God, and you actually get to do it!”

“Oh, yes!” Malia moaned, and turned her head to gaze out at the adoring masses, her cunt tightening on my cock. She straightened, turning her shoulders to expose her breasts to the crowd and waved. “Oh, my Lord!” she screamed. “Your cock’s filling my cunt all up! Yes, yes! I’m cumming! I’m cumming on a God’s cock!”

I squeezed a heaving breast, her cunt clamping down hard on my cock, and she bucked atop me. Her head threw back, her bleached-blonde hair whipping in the wind. I buried my face in her leis, smelling sweet flowers and apricot shampoo, and found her hard nipple, sucking the brown nub into my lips. Her arms wrapped around my head, cradling me, as her hips kept rocking on my cock.

“Eat my pussy!” Mary moaned beside me. “You fucking little dyke! Eat me! Make me cum! I’m going to cover your slut face with my juices!”

I released the hard nipple. “Fuck me faster!” I told Malia, giving her plump ass a squeeze. “Make me cum in your filthy cunt!”

“Yes, yes!” she moaned. “Cum in me! My Lord, please! Flood my naughty pussy!”

We soon left Honolulu behind, moving through lush hills towards the beach house that Mary bought, Malia pumping her hips on me the entire time. I held off cumming, savoring the feel of her cunt as I admired the countryside. Lush jungle interspersed with sugar cane and pineapple plantations flashed by, followed by a large, grassy field along the slope of a volcano full of grazing cattle. The limo came around a bend and the blue of the ocean appeared before us. Malia kept fucking me hard, grinding her clit into my groin, while her hungry pussy tried to suck the cum from my balls.

Mary was on her third or fourth orgasm, when I felt that wonderful sensation of release nearing. I started thrusting up into Malia’s inviting cunt, pulling her sweet mouth down and kissing her lips. My passion grew and I crushed her body to me, the flowers breaking apart and rubbing stickily on our chests as we fucked.

“You fucking slut!” I moaned. “Beg for my cum!”

“Please cum in me!” she purred. “I’m so fertile! I bet you would plant a baby inside me! Maybe a little girl! And when’s she’s all grown up, it could be her sitting on your cock as you drive through Hawaii!”

My balls erupted into her. I hoped my sperm would knock this slut up. In sixteen years, when our sixteenth wedding anniversary comes around, I could have a beautiful, Hawaiian daughter sitting on my cock. I shot five loads inside her, grunting with every one.

“Fuck, you are one nasty slut,” I panted.

She giggled, “Thank you, my Lord.”

I looked over at my wife, her eyes closed, enjoying the gentle licking of Leilani on her cunt. It looked like she had just cum and was enjoying the afterglow. I reached out and caught her right hand, squeezed it. “Thank you for this. I’m so glad I met you.”

Her eyes opened lazily, a smile dimpling her cheeks. “Here’s to a lifetime of anniversaries.”

Nine more Hawaiian girls waited for us, and all greeted us with leis and kisses. I enjoyed Leilani’s teenage cunt and Apikalia’s ass before Mary suggested we go swimming. The water was warm, the surf gentle, and we laughed and kissed and groped each other in the sparkling blue waters of the lagoon before a white sand beach.

A few of the Hawaiian girls joined us, while the others prepared for the luau. There was even a pig roasting on a spit up the beach. It smelled wonderful, and my stomach started to rumble. Mary had retreated to a towel on the beach, sunning herself. I think she was holding out a vain hope that her pale skin could tan. A lush eighteen year old named Haukea busied herself between my wife’s thighs.

I grabbed two girls—Melika and Kalena—and carried them to the beach to amuse myself while waiting for dinner. The girls were eager to play with my cock, kissing each other around my hard shaft until I erupted like a volcano upon their golden flesh. Giggling, they licked my cum off each other’s bodies.

I joined Mary on the towel and fell asleep next to her and woke up to her moaning. I smiled, watching her on top of bleached-blonde Malia, grinding their pussies together and kissing passionately. I found Apikalia lounging nearby and she rode my cock while I watched Mary trib her girl. The sun set behind Apikalia’s figure as she rode me, haloing the gorgeous Hawaiian with orange light.

The luau was ready not long after I came in Apikalia’s cunt, and Mary and I sat on the sandy beach before a small table covered in food. Around the table burned smokey torches, filling the air with a sweet, sage fragrance to drive off the insects. The pig was the centerpiece, but other exotic dishes covered the table. Mary and I sat side-by-side, with teenage Leilani next to me and busty Malia next to Mary.

I grabbed a flute of champagne, and held it up to Mary. “You are the most beautiful woman in the world, the delight of my heart,” I told her, staring into her green eyes. “Every day I am thankful I met you. I would be nothing without you: my wife, my lover, my companion, and my support.”

“Oh, Mark, that was beautiful.” Tears glistened in my wife’s eyes. “You are a wonderful man that has made every day a joy for me. You swept me out of my boring old life and gave me a whole new world full of love and passion. I didn’t live before I met you. You gave me life. You are my life.”

I fought back my own tears at her beautiful words and we clinked our champagne flutes together, and then she glued her lips to mine and I lost myself in her kiss. The girls cheered and clapped for us; I barely heard them above the pounding of my heart. Something wet splashed on my chest, my champagne spilling out of my flute.

Mary giggled, breaking the kiss. “You made a mess, Mark.”

“Why don’t you clean it up?”

Mary bent down and licked at the champagne on my chest. She seemed to enjoy licking the champagne up, so I dumped some on her breast and sucked her hard nipple, a mix of bubbly champagne and sweet breast milk filling my mouth. Mary pulled my face up and we kissed, sharing her milk.

The food was excellent, and young Leilani had a lot of fun feeding me juicy pig, and sticky poi, and all the other delicious food as she straddled my lap, her ass impaled on my cock. I didn’t fuck her, just enjoyed the hot sensation of her velvety bowels.

By the time we were finished eating, the sun had disappeared, leaving only a faint blush on the horizon; a memory of the sun slowly eroded by night’s encroachment. Even with the sun setting, it didn’t get that cold. The girls started to clear the feast away, while others dragged out a pair of huge drums. Leilani knelt on her hands and knees, and I vigorously fucked her ass.

“What’s going on?” I asked, my balls slapping loudly against the teen’s cunt.

“Your surprise,” Mary said. “Don’t take too long fucking the slut, Mark.”

“Her ass is tight, I’m not going to last long, Mare.”

“Good.” She bent down and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. “I’ll be back, I have to go change.”

Mary’s words teased me. What was going on? My balls boiled over and I basted Leilani’s ass with a huge load. “Oh, thank you, thank you,” she moaned, her orgasm rippling through her.

“You need to get ready,” one of the girls yelled at Leilani and she scampered off into the darkness.

I sat back, excited for Mary’s surprise. The torches about us were put out, and the only light was from a bonfire burning on the beach. I could see figures moving in the dark and anticipation grew within me. A steady, primal beat started up. Two of the girls were pounding away at the large drums. The deep bass rumbled through me, powerful and compelling.

My breath caught; the remaining girls spread out in front of the fire, their golden skin bathed orange, all dressed in leis and grass skirts. Mary stood at the center. She was a pale, beautiful rose amid a field of tulips. About her waist was a grass skirt, and a lei of white-and-pink flowers hung around her neck. Tucked into her auburn hair, tied back into a loose ponytail, was a purple flower. The colors tickled my mind, then I remembered Mary walking down the aisle on our wedding day clutching a bouquet of white, pink, and purple flowers.

In unison, Mary and the Hawaiian girls started dancing, swaying their hips, as their feet shuffled in the sand. The beat intensified, the roll of their hips became more sensuous, more challenging. My blood pounded hot through my veins; my cock painfully hard. Breasts bounced, jiggled, moved beautifully beneath the flowers.

A beautiful, ethereal song issued from the women’s lips in the musical, Hawaiian language. Their hips swayed faster. They raised their hands over their heads, thrusting out their breasts, and clapped a counter-beat to the drums. They twirled about, grass skirts flaring, exposing more buttocks and flashes of naked pussies.

I was having trouble breathing as their graceful movements ignited an inferno in my body. Every sway of their breasts and roll of their hips seemed purposefully done to increase my ardor. I had never seen anything so purely erotic in my life.

Abruptly, the beat slowed, the roll of the dancer’s hips matching the beat, sensuous, like they were atop their lover. Mary’s green eyes fixed on me, a sultry smile on her lips. She swayed slowly forward, standing just feet in front of me, moving passionately. The beat picked up and she turned away from me; my eyes fixed to her plump ass beneath the grass skirt as she writhed and danced.

“You’re so beautiful,” I moaned as she shook her ass in my face. “My Goddess.”

Her hips rolled, pivoted, moved in ways I didn’t think were possible; the grass skirt rustled, parting to reveal flashes of her gorgeous, freckled rear and waxed pussy. She whirled about, her auburn hair whipping around her excited face. She stopped abruptly, planting her feet in the sand, and sensuously working her hips, thrusting that beautiful pussy into my face. I could smell her arousal, spicy and sweet, above the salt tang of the ocean. I took a deep breath, enjoying the fragrance of my wife’s passion.

“That was amazing! Beautiful!” I groaned when the beat stopped and Mary posed before me, her breasts heaving with her exertion. I stood up and caught her in my arms. “Thank you, Mare,” I whispered in her ear, my lust pressing hard against her stomach.

She threw her arms around my neck, rubbed her cute little nose against mine, and whispered, “Next year, I expect you to top this.”

“I don’t think I can,” I answered honestly. “You were so graceful and…” I floundered for the word, “…exotic.”

She pressed her groin against me, wet and hot on my thigh, then she broke away, dancing off into the darkness. I chased after, following her sweet laughter as she led me out onto the dark beach. The black water lapped beside me, flashing silver as waves caught the moon’s soft light. I caught her, pulling her to me, while the warm surf surged around our feet.

Mary’s body melted against me; her hard nipples and the soft petals of her lei rubbed on my chest, while my hard dick pressed against her smooth belly. My hands roamed her back, dipping down to her grass skirt and squeezing her ass through the fibers. Her hips writhed, pressing her clit against me; hot and ready, eager to be fucked.

I pulled her down to the wet sand. Salty sea lapped gently against us as I settled down on top of her, kissing her sweet lips. Mary spread her legs, her hands reaching down to stroke my cock, and guided it to her dripping pussy. The tip of my dick nudged her labia and I pressed forward, sinking into her spongy, tight depths.

“My naughty filly!” I groaned as I sank in, staring into her emerald eyes reflecting the silver moon.

“Fuck me!” Mary groaned. “My horny stallion!”

Her legs hooked around my waist, her hips thrusting up to meet me. Our bodies moved, my cock stirring her passions, her pussy stoking mine. Warm and salty water flowed around us as we made love, adding primal energy to our lust.

“I love you, and your cock!” she moaned. “Oh, God, Mark!”

“You are so beautiful,” I whispered. “My lovely filly! My Goddess!”

“Oh, fuck! Let me be on top! Let me ride my stallion!”

I rolled over, carrying Mary on top of me. She reared up, her breasts and bedraggled leis bouncing as she road me. The moon’s silver light shone on the profile of her smooth skin, illuminating the curves of her hips and ass and the slopes of her perky tits. Her auburn hair was almost black on her pale skin. She rode me hard, fast; her cunt a tight, velvet sheath on my cock, building my passion and bringing my balls to a boil.

“Ride me!” I groaned. “Ride me, my naughty filly!”

“Yes, yes!” she panted. “Your cock is driving me wild, my stallion! Oh, fuck! I’m going to cum, Mark! Oh, Jesus!”

I loved to watch her cum; I could never get tired of how beautiful and passionate she looked as she writhed in rapture. Her cunt sucked at my cock, always greedy for my seed. The movement of her hips became erratic and jerky as her climax kept rolling through her. That wonderful hole of hers caressed my cock with wet silk, and my balls were ready to show her how much I loved her.

“Fuck!” I groaned. “Goddamn, I love your pussy!” My cum shot into her, my back spasming on the soft sand.

Mary leaned over me, her wet hair falling on my face. “Happy anniversary, Mark.”

“Happy anniversary, my love,” I whispered, pulling her down for a salty kiss as the warm surf gently rolled into us.

The first year of our life together was over, and I knew we had a lot more years in front of us.

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this is only mysecond story and was written from a phone so please excuse typos. let me know what you think.

My day started out as usual with me waking up to ny lab pacing around my room. This was her choice way of waking me up. I groaned a little and got up to take hee outside. I came inside and stepped into the shower. I trembled a little as the warm water began to run over my body. My girlfriend and I had been on a break for the past three weeks due to some relationship problems and being as faithful as I am I hadn’t done anything to jeapordize our progress. However it had also been a little over three weeks since she had touched me and I was beginning to go a little crazy.
I soaped up and as my hands slid up my thigh my mind mind began to wander. I began to think of Kayla and the way she used to touch me. she always began by kissing my lips softly..she’d work her way down to my neck. Her lips always made me tremble and as she slid her tongue down my neck and to my chest brushing my cleavage I let out a soft moan. Her hands always seemed to know just where to go on my body as she kneaded my breasts, working my nipples adeptly with her tongue. She always got this sexy little smile as she sucked on them because she knew how wet it got me.
And it was no different now. Soon it was impossible to differentiate between the moisture of the shower and the wetness between my own legs. At this point I couldbt control myself…thinking of her slipping her fingers into me caused my own fingers to slip between my pussy lips. My hips slid down to greet them excitedly. I closed my eyes and leaned against the wall of the shower and let Kayla fuck me. she started out slowly and as she went she slipped another finger into me.
Just when I thought it would drive me nuts I thrust my fingers deep into myself. My muscles tensed as a strong orgasm racked my body.
I opened my eyes still panting heavily and let my hands fall to my sides. I bit my lip torn by sadness and lust. I missed her so much and even my intense fantasy did not do our wild love making justice.

After I dried off and dressed I went about the rest of my day. Running a few errands on my day off, cleaning up the house a little and taking the dog for a walk. My plans for the evening were to go out dancing with my best friend of ten years. Tanner and I had bonded over a shared boredom in our small Home town and in fact we had discovered that our sexualities leaned towards the same sex at around the same time. He had been the first person I had come out to and had supported me ever since.
It was our Saturday usual to go out to the local nightclub. Saturday nights were their featured pride night and it always turned out to be a good time. I hadn’t gone since Kayla and I’s break had begun but Tanner had been having a rough week and had practically begged me to go. I begrudgingly agreed.
the evening neared and I began to get ready. I combed and straightened my shoulder length dark brown hair. It fell in layers around my face and actually looked pretty good at the moment. I put on some Jean shorts and a camisole and a fitted t shirt that showed off my boobs. The necklace I had picked out featured a small black heart with blue diamonds that sparkled just enough to enhance the hazel flecks in my chocolate colored eyes. I put on a pair of converse and some light makeup and was ready to go. I took a final glance in the mirror and was surprised at how good I looked for the short amount of time that I had spent. I sprayed on a couple of flirty perfumes to ensure that no one else smelled like me and then hurried out the door.
I picked up Tanner at his house and we were soon on our way. As we pulled up to the club the bass from inside shook the car with each opening of the entry doors. I had just turned twenty one a few weeks ago and had yet to go out legally so I was rather excited.
after we had been carded and had been let inside Tanner grumbled a little bit at the fact that I could drink. He rubbed bitterly at the black marker Xs that would surely end up stamped somewhere on his face the next morning. Kesha remixes boomed through the speakers and neon lights flashed across the mass of bodies grinding on each other on the dance floor. It was already a little hot in here but I didn’t mind it much. Tanner did his usual of mingling with the groups of lesbians that he had befriended over the last few months and I quietly excused myself to get a drink.
After ordering and downing a pornstar I ordered a hypnotic on the rocks and sat down to drink it at one of the excluded and practically empty tables in the far corner of the club. I was nearly finished when Tanner stumbled over and yelled in my ear. “Danielle come on let’s dance!”
“Tanner you know I don’t dance unless im drunk..im terrible.”
“Drink fast then and let’s go.”
I sighed before downing my drink. I quickly ordered another, downing it before allowing myself to be lead to the dance floor. He immediately started drunkenly dancing on me and I moved as little as possible..just enough to keep him satisfied that I was indeed dancing. However as I did so the alcohol I had already consumed began to hit me. I began to move in rythym to his movements and was feeling pretty good when all of a sudden I felt someone moving behind me. Tanner immediately got this wicked smile on his face and began to dance a little farther from me. From his reaction I knew it was a girl.
Feeling a little nervous I danced with her. Her hands made their way to my waist and she guided my hips with her hands. Her body felt warm as she pressed into me and I was painfully aware of her breasts pressing into my back. More and more of the alcohol hit me making me feel a little bit brave and I allowed my hands to move to hers. I guided her hands higher up and allowed her to slide her hands up my sides.
Then to my surprise she had me pressed against the wall and she was grinding on me to the music. I pressed my ass into her hips and let her hands explore. it was dark enough in the club and the surrounding groups were drunk enough that no one really paid any attention. I gasped a little as her hands played with the hem of my shirt and I caught my breath as her fingers made.contact with the skin just above my shorts.
I tried to turn around but she kept me pinned against the wall. I gave in and let her hands slide a little higher. The feelings she was giving me were too exciting and too familiar to fight. Her hands made their way up to cup my breasts through my black lacey bra and I felt her squeeze them gently. Her mouth found its way to my neck and her tongue flicked over my skin making me shiver. She kissed and sucked all the way down to my shoulder and then nibbled on my ear as her hands found their way under my bra. Her fingertips slid over my nipples and I felt my whole body flood with heat. She squeezed and played with my tits until I couldn’t take it anymore..I slid my hand up to hers and then allowed both of our hands to slide down between my legs. I felt her breathing quicken as her fingers traced the wetness that had soaked through my shorts.
My own breathing became heavier and she teased me with her fingertips. I looked to my side’s nervously to see if anyone was watching. If they were they didn’t seem to care. She kept her body pressed hard against mine as she began to rub me gently through my shorts. My hips instinctively pressed inter her touch and I felt a groan escape my lips. My eyes closed as she began to rub more fervently. soon I couldnt tell if I was moving intime to the music or her touch.
Just when I thought I couldnt take it anymore she slid her hand down to my thigh teasing the hemline at the bottom of my shorts. I was so horny and filled with lust at this point that I tried to turn around again. after a slight struggle I succeeded. I was met with a familiar set of eyes and potty lips full and ready to be kissed. There in front of me stood Kayla. Questions raced through my head but I knew.those could wait. All I wanted right now was her. On me. Inside me. Filling me up. I could feel the sexual tension between us and I knew she wanted me just as badly. Her eyes were heavy with lust and her lips were parted and inviting. I pulled her close and let my hand slide down to her jeans…she was soaked.
for a mere second I debated taking her somewhere and fucking her until she couldnt possibly take any more. But that would take too much time. I needed her now. I began to kiss her passionately and her lips collided with mine eagerly. Her teeth grazing.my bottom lip occasionally which she knew would drive me crazy. My tongue played over hers and her kisses set me to a whole new level of wanting.
Her fingers found their way back to the hemline of my shorts and she wasted no time in sliding them underneath. She played them between my lips before thrusting two of them as deeply inside me as she could. I gripped her back digging my nails in and biting her.shoulder in pure lust. She moaned in my ear as I rode her fingers. Her every thrust setting me alight and filling me up.

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What happened to me was a blessing.

It was my 30th birthday, I went out with me friends and a couple cousins to the bar. Since I was also going through a divorce I decided I needed to forget my problems for the night. We all had fun that night, so much so that when I woke up in the morning in a hotel with 3 naked woman in bed I wanted to remember the night before. I lied there trying to price it together but just couldn’t so I got up and took a shower. When I came out only Lisa was still there.
Lisa is a good friend. I’ve never tried to get to second base with her because I never saw her as girlfriend material. I don’t know why, I mean she’s hot and all but I always saw her as a little sister type.
We made some small talk and she said she had to go.
A couple days later I noticed a rash on my dick and thought I just needed a shower as it had been 2 days so I showed and went to bed but the next day I was feeling a slight pain in my groin area. So off to my doctors I went.
The doctor I was seeing was a woman about my age. She asked what the problem was and I told her I was feeling pain in my groin. She asked me to take my pants off and lie on the table so I did. She put some rubber gloves on and started her examination and sure enough I spring a boner. She just takes her pen out of her pocket and wacks my dick a good one and so much for my boner. Somewhat embarresed I said I was sorry. She just smiled and said it’s ok. It happens all the time. 10 minutes later I left with some cream and some antibiotics. I was told to come back if it got worse.
Four days later and I was at emergency with a fever and a lot of pain in my groin. The doctor put me in a room by myself and other then him and a nurse, that’s all I saw for the next couple days.
Finally the doctor told me I needed surgery. I asked what was wrong and he told me he would explain after another doctor looked me over.
A couple more days go by and four more doctors looked at me but none of them were talking.
Finally my doctor along with two other doctors came and told me I needed surgery as soon as possible to amputate me penis.
I was in shock to say the least and don’t remember to much more. The next afternoon I met with another doctor and he told me after the first team of doctors were done he was going to come in and finish the SRS surgery.
What the hell is an SRS surgery I asked and what’s going on here? He told me I have an aggressive flesh eating disease on my penis and that SRS meet sexual reassignment surgery. I would have to have a sex change but not to worry about it. As they were going to operate in the morning.
I cried for a while and then called my mother and told her that I was going to have surgery in the morning and could she come see me at the hospital tomorrow afternoon. Of course my mom was full of questions but I couldn’t tell her what was going on. So I told her I have to get my appendix removed.
An hour later Lisa shows up and asks what’s up. So I told her everything and made her swear not to tell anyone. We both cried and I told her to get checked out too.
The surgery went well and I woke up in ICU. My recovery went well to and I was released from hospital two weeks later with a package of adult diapers as I had to learn how to pee like a woman.
Lisa stopped by almost every day to check on me and one day told me her tests came back normal. She was okay.
Six weeks later I meet the doctor for a follow up and he asked if I wanted estrogen to help transition.
I asked what that meant and he said now that I don’t have a penis anymore that I might be more happy as a woman.
I hadn’t thought about that I said. What will happen to me I said.
Your body will slowly change and in a year or two, you will be a woman without the menstrual problem all other woman have.
He sent me home with a prescription and a referral to a shrink.
I talked it over with Lisa for a couple days and decided to go ahead and meet with the shrink.
The day I meet her. She told me she was glad I called and was so sorry for what happened to me. I told her everything and she even said that I had no other choice but to become a woman.
That’s not what I want to hear I said in anger but I knew she was right.
I went home a stayed there for the next three weeks. I didn’t answer the phone or the door. I just sat there and thought of the good old days. Fucking all the woman I’ve been with and beating off. Finally Lisa got my landlord to let her in my apartment. She was pretty mad at me but we talked and just hung out for most of the night.
The next morning I showered and went and filled the prescription. I went to see the shrink every week as she requested. I saw the doctor every month too.
About five months went by when I noticed a few subtle changes. My skin was softer and I didn’t need to shave as much. My voice was different too. The next month I noticed my nipples were getting sensitive and my breasts were starting to grow. I started to wear baggy clothes which Lisa hated and believe me she mentioned it a a lot.
It was winter now so baggy clothes and winter jackets were the norm.
I went to Lisa’s place one day to talk and hang out, watch a movie that sort of thing. She opened the door invited me in, I took my jacket off and when I looked up at her she was just standing there with her mouth open staring at me. I looked behind me then back at her saying what??? What’s wrong?
She snapped out of her stair and said “nothing” nothing’s wrong. We ate dinner and watched some tv without saying too much. Finally I stood up and said what’s with you tonight?
She sat there quite as a mouse and staring me right in the eyes and said your changing!!!
Dose it bother you that much because if it dose… She cut me off and said no. It’s not that. I I I just wasn’t ready for this much change I mean you’ve got tits, I mean not little tits but pretty large ones. I stumbled back a step or two and said I gotta go and started for the door, but she cut me off and said no I’m sorry please don’t go. We can talk this out.
Lisa’s been my friend since grade school and she could always calm me down but to tell me I have big tits to my face like that scared the hell out of me. So I told her I needed time to think and grabbed my coat on my way out the door.
It was early November now, 11 months since my operation. My condition was next to impossible to hide anymore, hell I don’t even need to shave my face. I haven’t told my family yet, I was thinking. I’ve avoided them all to this point but I needed my mom so I called her and told her I was coming for a visit but only if she was going to be alone. Dad passed on when I was seven so he wasn’t in the picture.
I got to mom’s house around two in the afternoon. I walked in, took my shoes off and sat down on the couch before mom could give me the usual hug. I left my jacket on to. She came in and stopped and just looked at me. I asked her to sit down, that we needed to talk and that it was important. She sat down on the couch and said what is it sweat hart. I sat there and thought for a moment and she asked if this had any thing to do with me surgery.
Stunned I said yes. But what do you know???
Lisa has been keeping me in the loop. I know everything. And she smiled and said can I have my hug now!!!
I stood up and hugged my mom and cried.
You know, I always wanted a daughter, not like this mind you but I’ll take it all the same.
Mom finally let me go and said now take that jacket off on the house and let me see you. I looked her in the eyes and said there have been some changes because of the hormones I’m taking mom. She said I can see that, your face looks a little different. Besides you’ve been on them for quite some time now. I smiled and removed my coat. Her eyes lit up when she saw the size of my chest and said oh my, you’ve grown so much. Are you wearing a bra? Mah, come-on I said. She laughed and said sorry my girl. We’ll have to take you and get sized soon. It’s ok mom, I’ll get to it.
It was such a relief to know mom knew what was going on. Who else knows mom?
Well almost everyone by now I suppose you see I told your aunt this morning when you called and you know your aunt with a secret. We both just laughed.
Over the next few days I was visited or called by almost every family member I have and it was a little hard to explain to some of them but I got through it.
Lisa came by a few days later and apologize, saying that my mom can be very persuasive. Can you ever forgive me, I hugged her and said it’s ok and thanked her. She had that strange look again. What’s wrong now i said? We need to get you a bra. Let’s go and she graded my hand and off to the mall we went.
I thought we were going to Walmart or something like that but she said nooo. Those were not bras. Those were shit on a hanger and we walked into La Senza. Lisa asked for someone to help measure me and fit me properly and a woman graded her measuring tape and started sizing me up then went and got one for me to try on. Now I’ve taken a few of these off other woman but never put one on so I’m sitting there looking a this thing and Lisa knocks on the door. Is everything okay in there. I open the door grab her arm and pull her in with me. What’s wrong she says. Can you help me with this, I’ve never put one one before. Laughing she says take your top off. I’ll help.
I pulled my top off reviling myself for the first time and Lisa gasped and said oh my. Those are beautiful. She had that deer in the headlights look again. I covered myself quickly and blushed. Sorry I didn’t mean to… It’s ok Lisa. Let’s just get this over with. 38D wow. I’m only a 34B, I’m jealous as she smiles at me. I laugh and sigh at the same time.
Well that wasn’t to bad was it??? If you say so Lisa I say.
The end on November and I’m it to see the doctor for my check up. Almost a year now since my surgery.
There’s a new doctor now. A younger guy about 30. He asks me to take my clothes off and put the robe on that’s open at the back and sit in the table with my feet in the stirrups. Then leaves, a few moments later he comes back in and asks how I’m doing. Good I think, where’s the other doctor I ask. He’s recovering from a stroke he had last week. I’m just filling in for the time being. Are you familiar with my file?? No but your here to have an exam right?? I guess I said. Okay then, let’s get started and he pulls his chair up and turns his light on his head band on and puts his head under the garment. He touches me on the side’s of my privets. It felt strange. A tingling. A warming. It felt strange. I put my hands down there to stop him so he asks. Are you okay. No please stop I said he backed up and asked what’s wrong? Please read my file first!!! He just looks at me then says okay. He grabs my file and starts reading it. A moment later he looks up and says. I’m so sorry. I thought you were just a woman scared to have a man touch you. We get a lot of rape victims in here and we’ll you know. Do you want me to continue.
I took a deep breath and said just go slow please. He says don’t worry, I’ll be gentle and he was. He finished his exam and I’m in tip top shape he said.
Two weeks before Christmas Lisa says I can’t take it anymore. We’re going shopping, your not warring these baggy clothes anymore. Let’s go!!
I don’t have any money Lisa I said. I’m still on long term disability but that’s about to run out. It’s okay your mom took care of that. Come on, let’s go. Okay let’s go I said.
Lisa and I shopped all day. First stop La Senza. You need a bra and panty set for every day of the week. So that’s what I got. Then she says you need a supper… And she spun around and took off towards a rack grabed a fancy bra and g string combo and handed it to me. Try this on as she pushed me into the change room. I put it on just in time for the door to open. I forgot to lock it. Lisa stood there staring at me again. You know, I’m getting used to that you know. We both laughed and she said its perfect. Leave it on. Just give the tag to the cashier. Next we went to a high end dress shop. Lisa marched over to a rack of dresses pulled on off the rack and said trust me, this dress is to die for. Try it on as again I’m being pushed into a Chang room. This time I pull her in with me and said oh no you don’t. Your helping me with this one. A few minutes later and I was in the dress. Lisa says “dam I’m good. I new this would look killer on you”. Wear it out. Next to the jewelry shop. We picked out a couple nice necklace and earrings sets. Uhm Lisa, I don’t have pierced ears. Laughing she says not yet. Let’s go.
By the end of the day, we spent almost $2000 but I wouldn’t need anything for a long time.
Three days before Christmas Lisa and I are getting our hair, nails and makeup done. The cosmetologist was explaining everything to me so I could do my own makeup. When we were done, I didn’t recognize myself. Lisa was staring again and I felt fantastic.
Christmas day and everyone is at moms house including Lisa. I was warring a conservative outfit. Longer red skirt, red blouse, red low heals a nice danty gold chain and earrings. My makeup was perfect and a light dusting of perfume. Mother approved but Lisa said I looked like a granny. Lol.
For a lot of the family this was the first time they’ve seen me since my change. My brother was his usual asshole self until my aunt put him in his place. Lisa and I left around 10 pm it was a great time. I was comfortable and content.
New Years Eve and Lisa and I are dressed to the nines and out having fun. We were both drinking champagne and I for one was getting tipsy. Not wanting to drive, Lisa says I booked a motel for the night. I kinda loomed at her and thought she planed ahead? What’s up??? Somewhere around 2:30 in the morning we went to check in. When we got to the room, the card wouldn’t work so I said here, let me try. As I took the card from her she pushed me up against the door and kissed me lightly on the lips. Suprized at first I just let it happen then I kissed her back. Finally getting the door open and looking inside there was only one queen size bed. The room was lit in candlelight and there was a note on the table. Lisa says, this is for you, handing me the note. She looked worried about something. Looking at the note it read…
“Sweetheart I’ve wanted you for so long now but just couldn’t work up the nerve to tell you. Then you changed and I want you even more now!!!
You see I’m a lesbian, have been for ever now and now your the most beautiful woman I know bar none. You keep catching me ogling over you and keep asking what’s wrong. You take my breath away and I want you to take me to be yours. I know you love me to. A year ago you took me three times in one night.
I love you and only you. Please take me tonight!!!

Love Lisa.”
Lisa was staring at me as she stood by the bed.
Shocked, I stood there!!!
She got up and walked over to me and kissed me every so sensually, so tender were her lips. I kissed her back the same way. Slowly, sudictivly and softly. She pulled me into her and kissed me harder as tears rolled down her cheeks. She breaks the kiss and says is that a yes? Smiling back at her as a tear roles down my cheek I said, Lisa I love you. She hugs me as I’m saying this. I didn’t know how to tell you without ruining our friendship. I felt the zipper on my dress come down my back slowly, and I realize she wants me now. then her hands came back to the back of my shoulders and she pulled the straps off my shoulders. The dress fell to the floor. I reached down and pulled her dress off over her head. Brushing her tears away she slowly reached around and undid my bra and let it fall as well. Our eyes were locked on each other. Her hands touching my breasts ever so tenderly. Her hands are shaking, trembling. I was lost, I closed my eyes and tipped my head back as she leaned in and flicked her tounge at my nipple. Goose bumps quake through me. I felt weak in the knees. Lisa helped me lie down on the bed. Pushing me back kissing me at the same time and rubbing my nipples in the palms of her hands. Slowly she works down to my tits , kissing, licking, teasing. Ever so slowly, downward over my stomach. Hooking her thumbs under my panties pulling them down. Her hands are still trembling. I lift my ass a little to help get my soaked panties off. Starting at my feet, slowly kissing, licking, teasing, tasting all she could. She worked her way up my legs leaving a trail with her tongue. Pushing my legs apart while kissing the insides of my thighs to my new pussy. Now I’m trembling, burning with desire. She kisses all around my pussy but doesn’t touch it. Quivering and with a very shaky voice I say please!!!
She continues to tease, blowing ever so lightly. Rubbing the tip of her nose up and down my lips. Flicking her tounge gently on my lips as if she was studying or exploring uncharted territory.
Then suddenly, without warning she shoves her tounge into the bottom of my cunt flicking her tounge upwards and closing her mouth over my pussy. Pure ecstasy rolled over me, I arched my back and flung my arms above my head. Lisa sucked and licked me relentlessly. Her hands holding my legs open, digging her tounge in and out, exposing my clit. And just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore she shoves two finger’s in there and thrusts them in and out sucking hard on my clit. I screamed in ecstasy as I cummed for the first time in about a year. Not missing a beat Lisa sucks hard on my clit. But there’s to much for her to handle and she tries to back away but I grab her head and mash her face into my can’t as I gush out the last of my orgasm.
Letting go of her head and collapsing on my back, Lisa cleaned me up then kissing her way back up to my lip’s. Smiles and says as she roles off of me, that was worth the wait!!!
Lisa laid there while I caught my breath.
Lying there thinking about if I could even come close to that. I rolled to my side and stared at her for a moment that’s when she said what. I just continued staring and said teach me how to do that to you. I want you to feel as fantastic as I do. Smiling at me she says go slow and enjoy everything you do as much is I will.
Leaning in I kiss her and tell her she’s the only person in the world to touch me except the doctor. I haven’t touched myself at all sexually, I was to scared.
Do you want to use my toys on me she says. Surprised I look her in the eyes. She laughs and says yes I do have toys, I’m an adult you know. Pushing me off her, she gets up and goes to her closet and returns with a box. Placing it on the bed she says. This was my toy box as she open’s it reviling vibrators, dildos all sorts of sexy things.
She looks me in the eyes and says this one is a strap-on, you could feel like a man again as she studied my face, looking for a reaction. I have to admit I felt quite inept for a moment. No Lisa, this is who I am now. It’s been hard for me but I’ve always felt more female then male. I just never told anyone. Lisa I’m happy now.
She leans in and we kiss. I reach behind her and undo her bra. I then guide her to lie down on the bed, kissing her while working my hands over her breasts and sides of her body, working my way to her right ear, nibbling and kissing, leaving a trail with my tounge. Lisa’s breathing becomes a little laboured and she sighs ever so slightly. Down to her neck niddling as I go. My hands are roaming over her breasts, squeezing and pinching and ever so slightly rubbing up and down over her nipples. Her nipples are rock hard as are mine so I move over top of her nipple to nipple rubbing up and down side to side in circles and mashing my tits in to hers. Our hands are all over each other. I was getting so aroused but I wanted to make her feel what she did to me so I grabbed her wrists and put them down, looking into her eyes I say, no it’s your turn my love them burred my side face in her breasts and licked all over. Moving slowly down under her tits licking and sucking each nipple as I went lower and lower.
Getting to her belly button I gently kissed as she shuddered ever so slightly, letting her wrists go and placing my hands on the insides of her thighs I gently open her legs. She’s still warring her G string but that wasn’t going to stop me. Slowly kissing and licking my way down to the top of the band I pulled with my teeth at it and let it snap back agents her skin. She jerked a little and gasped too. I nibbled around her fabric lines being careful not to touch her sweet pussy. Lisa was moaning now and was breathing heaver.
I gently blow on her pussy as I trace the outline of her G string covering her sweet cunt. Slowly I pull the red fabric to the side and lick all around touching her lips slightly then moving away. Coming back to the top of her opening I use my chin to press in and slid down as my nose follows. God dose she smell so good. Looking up at her briefly to gage her reactions I smile slightly as I see her eyes closed tight and she’s clinched her teeth. Wondering how much more of this teasing I could do I decided to taste her nectar. I darted my tongue deep into her honey hole. She gasped and jerked hard putting her hands on my head and holding me there. I stopped just like that with my tounge buried deep inside her as she settled down slightly and let my head go. Very slowly I worked my tounge up and down slightly not to much just a little. Mmmm she tastes so good. But I hold back and work in and out at the bottom of her pussy. Being careful not to touch her clitoris to much. My nose keeps bumping it lightly as I tounge fuck her a while. Lisa’s moaning louder now and telling me “yes yes just like that, don’t stop that’s right just like that oh god please don’t stop.”
I start to flick my tongue up and hit her clit harder a couple times and insert a finger into the bottom of her pot slowly I work my tounge and finger into her alternating between tounge and finger, going a little faster now she is moaning, groaning and mumbling. I can’t understand her as she is incoherent. She’s trembling now almost as if she had hypothermia. So I slow down to a crawl and let her settle down for a moment, I left my finger in her and kissed all around her box.
Satisfied that she wasn’t gonna cum yet I started to work my finger in and out again making sure not to touch her clit. Adding a second finger a moment later and kissing her clit slightly as it is more valuable now. Sticking out like a loan douglas fur in clear cut forest, Standing there proud I wrap my tounge around it and slide my mouth over it sucking it all into my mouth at once. Lisa screamed and jerked, spasming as she pushed her hips up to meet my onslaught of her sex. Shoving four fingers into her and sucking as hard is I could she explodes into orgasm. Her hands are on my head ramming my head into her cunny. I kept sucking and ramming my hand in and out. Her legs are squeezing my head and hands tighter as my movement becomes restricted but I keep sucking and am rewarded with another spasm as she fills my mouth with more nectar. I slow my assault on her and slowly pull my hand out, licking everywhere I can reach. Lisa is still as a mouse. I look up to see that she passed out.
I pulled myself up beside her and cuddled up to her with my head on her shoulder as I fell asleep with her.
I awoke in the morning to Lisa crying. Asking her if she was okay. She sobbed and told me she loved me so much. She couldn’t bear to loose me. Smiling at her I say.
I love you Lisa…

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