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Linnea makes a play for a reluctant acquaintance

Chapter 4, In which I get the girl — and the guy

If I got a signature to match the verbal commitment I’d just obtained, the commission alone would more than double my total compensation for the past two years combined — and it would do great things for my standing in the bonus pool.

It didn’t, however, change the fact I was totally wasted, mostly naked, and leaking semen from every part of my body. That didn’t bother me, although part of me wondered if it should. The problem was that it was late at night, I was sitting in the nearly empty parking lot behind the Bad Hoss, and I couldn’t remember what my rental car looked like or where I’d put my keys.

After a few minutes of thought, I remembered I’d left the car at the hotel precisely to avoid having to drive drunk. I tried a few times to button my skimpy vest, and gave up on it. I switched tracks and struggled to my feet so I could tug my denim miniskirt down over my ass.

My original plan had been to use a little of my girlfriend Stacey’s magic to coerce my prospects into giving me their business, but I hadn’t factored in fucking them all silly. I giggled drunkly, thinking it was pretty weird for a self-professed maybe-lesbian to have done all that. The thought I was a flip-flopper made me laugh harder, endangering my balance.

I looked up, wondering where I would find a cab, when I realized somebody was watching me.

It was Jenny, our waitress. She reminded me superficially of Stacey, although the all-black outfit seemed more a work uniform thing rather than personal choice. My impression was that she didn’t have a very high opinion of me, and I was surprised to see her. “What are you doing here?” I asked.

Jenny hugged herself, reminding me it how late it was. “I don’t know. Y’all got me fired tonight,” she bitterly added. “But I guess I’ve got a soft spot in my heart. Besides, you never took back your credit card, and I’m no thief.” She held it out to me.

I accepted it, sliding it into the vest next to my license, and thought a car would be more useful.

“Can I drop you off somewhere?” she asked, sounding a little reluctant.

Belatedly, I remembered swallowing one of her hairs in the bathroom about a million years ago. Stacey claimed doing that, with some special lip gloss, let her influence people. I’d been able to make Jenny show me her panties, but it hadn’t worked so well with my “business associates.”

“I’m at the Holiday Inn off the business loop,” I told her. “I’d appreciate the ride. But can we visit the restroom first?”

Jenny shook her head, making the ponytail dance beneath her western hat. “I think we’re persona non gratis,” she replied, mangling the Latin. I thought her accent sounded cute. “Can you wait? The hotel’s only about 10 minutes up the road.”

We trudged across the parking lot to a Chevy parked near the back corner. By the time we reached it, I knew I wasn’t going to make it to the hotel. “Hold on, Jenny. This’ll just take a minute.”

I hiked up my skirt and spread my feet a bit, and unleashed a torrent of piss onto the asphalt. I didn’t feel bad about peeing in front of Jenny, since I’d already done far worse than night, and she watched me calmly as if drunken sluts relieved themselves in front of her all the time — for all I knew, they did.

Actually, it was a little exciting exposing myself to her. Yeah, I’d probably done every man in the county, but I wanted a woman’s body, too. I’d been eating Stacey every day since we’d met, and I was missing the taste of her sweet nectar. Semen was good, but it wasn’t the same.

I smoothed down my skirt and we climbed into the car. A graduation tassel hung from the rear view mirror, and a faint feminine scent reached my twitching nose. Jenny removed her hat and tossed it into the back seat, then looked over at me. “Do you mind taking off your hat? I don’t like to advertise, you know. Men think they can take advantage.”

“I totally understand,” I said, removing my hat too. I didn’t even remember getting it, so she could keep it for all I cared.

We both noticed about the same time that my breasts were completely exposed. “I think I’m too drunk to fasten the buttons,” I apologetically explained when she looked at me.

Jenny sighed and then leaned over and pulled on the vest until it was straight enough that she had a prayer of buttoning it. The most obvious result of this was that my nipples hardened, eager for her attention.

“You can touch them, if you like,” I offered.

“I do not,” she snapped shortly, roughly tugging on the vest so she could fasten just enough buttons to be decent. She managed to do it without any physical contact with me, unfortunately.

The drive passed in uncomfortable silence, but it was as short as she’d promised. “Here you are, Ms. Richwell,” Stacey said, after pulling into a loading space near the door. I wondered how she knew my name, and then guessed she’d remembered it from the credit card.

“Oh, call me Linnea, please,” I said. “Ms. Richwell sounds so formal.”

She shrugged. “Linnea. You’ve got your room key, right?”

I did, happily. “Will you come up with me?” I asked, very much wanting her to, as I climbed out of the car.

“No, I should be getting home,” Jenny replied, but she got out too and locked the doors.

The lobby was locked for the evening, and I dropped the keycard trying to run it through the reader. Jenny fetched it and opened the door for me. The night clerk looked at us closely, but went back to his reading after Jenny waved the card at him.

I stared at her in the elevator, remembering the glimpse of her thighs I’d gotten earlier, and wanting more. I edged closer to her, inviting a touch or a kiss, but got nothing. We walked down the hall to the room and I stepped aside so Jenny could open the door.

“Okay, you’re all set, Linnea,” she told me, holding out the keycard.

“Just come in!” I snapped, feeling frustrated, and tried to kiss her when she did.

She stiff-armed me away, looking surprised, and shrieked, “What are you doing?” but fled into the room instead of back to the hallway.

I locked the door and followed her into the suite, feeling hot and bothered. I’d thought I wanted to sleep, but now I realized I wanted Jenny. Sexual tension was building inside my body, and for some reason I was unable to just touch myself. I needed to have my tongue inside her. She’d be my first woman except for Stacey.

Jenny was standing in the room hugging herself and looking disoriented. I couldn’t understand what was happening, but I knew I wanted her. I wanted to see every inch of her body.

I watched incredulously as Jenny kicked off her shoes and untied the short apron. She pulled her shirt over her head, revealing a basic black bra, and unzipped her skirt before stepping out of it. I remained frozen in place, unwilling to disturb anything, while she removed her underwear and bra and then sat down to skim the elastic top thigh highs down her legs.

“Ca-Can you help with my buttons, again?” I asked, feeling new moisture between my legs.

She looked like she wanted to roll her eyes, but politely rose and walked to where I stood. Jenny was so lithe and scrumptious, and the dark delta above her mound drew my eyes to it. My nipples felt almost hard enough to burst open the vest on their own, and I fought to keep my hands by my sides as she unbuttoned the vest. I shucked it onto the floor as soon as she was finished.

“What are you doing?” she asked, voice rising in dismay, and backed away from me as I fought with my skirt.

The little tease was driving me crazy. I stopped messing with my skirt and looked at her, wishing I were sober. “It’s been a long day. We need a shower,” I improvised.

“Not together!” she protested, looking horrified at the idea.

“Of course not,” I sighed. “You go first.” I needed time to think.

She edged around me and walked into the bathroom, leaving the door open when I thought hard that there was no reason to close it. I heard the shower start and carefully did not think too much about when, or if, Jenny would notice she was already naked.

For myself, I tore open a foil packet of coffee and dumped it in the coffeemaker. I needed something to keep me going and hopefully clear my thoughts. How could Big Bill have been so aroused, and Jenny so unaffected?

I walked over to her clothes and looked at her panties, searching for signs of arousal. There was nothing. I picked up the rest of her things, and looked in her purse. There was the usual junk, including a wallet and cell phone, but also my lip gloss!

Had she gone to look for it, driven by my thoughts? But why hadn’t she warmed up to me? What was I overlooking? I turned and looked at the bathroom, watching tendrils of steam wafting along the ceiling, and made a connection. I’d burned Big Bill’s hair! Something made my mind switch into overdrive.

There wasn’t a candle to be seen, but I refused to let that deter me. Hurriedly I returned to the pile of clothes and selected a few strands from Jenny’s shirt as well as a pube from her panties for good luck. The water in the shower shut off as I twisted her hairs together.

I dropped the lip gloss several times trying to extend it with one hand, but finally managed to smear some of it on the hairs. I was dripping with anticipation, so adding some of my dew to the mixture was child’s play. There was a travel pack of tissue in my suitcase; I tore off a piece of one sheet and wrapped it around the hairs.

No sign of Jenny yet, but I didn’t think I had much more time. Ignoring the fresh coffee in the mug, I snatched the foil packet and bent it into a crude bowl, setting the tissue bundle inside. The whole assembly went into the compact microwave next to the coffee maker and I punched the “30 seconds” button and stood back.

The oven began making frightfully loud zapping sounds almost immediately, and I could see flashes of arcing electricity through the shaded window.

“What’s it doing?!” gasped Jenny from the doorway of the bathroom as ribbons of smoke began filtering into the room from the top of the door. “Lord, it’s on fire!”

I darted close enough to hit the “stop” button before retreating. “It’s okay, I think,” I reassured her — and myself — before turning to look at Jenny. She was wrapped in a towel that covered everything important, but in a way that was more titillating than when she’d been completely nude.

The smoke was slowly dissipating, but I’d already lost interest in it. For the first time, Jenny was looking at me the same way I’d been looking at her. I approached her slowly, wary that I was imagining things, but she held her ground, mouth parted and pupils dilated like she was seeing me for the first time.

She trembled slightly when my hands touched hers. I gently tugged the towel free of her grasp and let it fall, revealing her beautiful body. I breathed softly on her tits and watched her soft pink nipples erect themselves into crinkled points.

They looked tasty, begging to be sucked and fondled, but I had a more primal need. I squatted before her and looked at her flowering labia, already glistening with aromatic droplets. I pressed my face against her and my tongue found heaven in those soft folds. Moisture gushed from her and Jenny moaned incoherently, obviously as aroused as I.

I felt bad for cheating on Stacey, but this girl tasted so good I just couldn’t help myself. Her body was shuddering, clearly on the edge of orgasm, and I wanted to bring her there. I dipped a finger inside her, coating it well, and then worked it into her tight rosebud while I lashed her clit with my tongue.

“Oh My God!” she screamed, thrashing in a monstrous orgasm and buckling at the knees. I lapped eagerly at her sudden gush of nectar and came too without even touching myself — she was that erotic.

“Oh my God,” Jenny repeated, staring into my eyes as we knelt facing each other on the floor. “I never realized!” She pulled me into an enthusiastic kiss I was only too happy to return. Our tongues fought with each other while our hands roamed each others’ bodies. “I want to taste you too, Linnea!” she exclaimed when we broke apart.

I grinned, feeling my second wind, and pulled her towards the bed. This time, she showed no hesitation in pulling off my boots and socks, and helping me unfasten my skirt.

Jenny crouched between my legs, almost drooling into my well-used slit, but I couldn’t forego the pleasures of tasting her. “Turn around,” I panted, and she understood immediately.

What followed was probably the best sex I’d ever had, Stacey included. It pained me to admit it because she was the love of my life, but that 69 with Jenny punched every one of my buttons, repeatedly. I fed on her mound, savoring every bit of her nectar, and teased her delightfully sensitive and accommodating asshole with a few fingers. Unlike Stacey, who was all about receiving, my Texas belle was all too willing to reciprocate fully and lavish her creative attentions on my own cunt and ass.

We passed orgasms back and forth like hot potatoes, alternately shaking in erotic ecstasy and inciting the other to scream and clutch tight. I wanted it to go on forever, but my body finally pooped out about 6 AM and we just lay in the bed, holding each other.

That lassitude was what made the buzzing coming from Jenny’s purse audible. I just lay there, but Jenny sat up bolt upright. “Shit! Daniel!” She looked at me and amplified, “My boyfriend. I was supposed to be home hours ago.”

“You live together?” I asked.

She nodded. “But… I love you, Linnea.”

I felt a matching warmth inside me, nearly matching what I felt for Stacey. I understood how it felt to be torn. “Do you love him?”

Jenny hesitated. “I did. I wouldn’t have hesitated to say ‘yes’ yesterday.” Tears welled up in her eyes. “He’s a good man; he doesn’t deserve this.”

Sitting up, I gave her a quick kiss. “You don’t have to choose, Jenny. I won’t be here forever, anyway.” After another moment of thought, I added, “What do you think he would do if he knew about us?”

“I don’t know,” she admitted. “He’s joked about inviting one of my friends into bed, but I don’t think he ever thought I’d agree.”

“Invite him here,” I impulsively urged her. “If he doesn’t understand, he’s not the man for you.”

She flashed me a grateful smile and scampered off the bed to collect the phone from her purse. Her fingers started flying across the slide-out keyboard. Jenny’s expression morphed into a silly grin as she continued texting, and I knew she wasn’t ready to leave him.

I watched her lovely body on display as she stood there, unconsciously shifting her weight and twisting a foot back and forth. The sight of her was too delicious to resist, so I slid off the bed and helped myself to another taste of her.

“He doesn’t believe me,” Jenny announced with mingled humor and exasperation. “Men!”

Without interrupting my slow licking, I looked up at her and the phone. As if she had read my mind, Jenny angled the phone and snapped a picture. She showed it to me; the upper part of my face was framed nicely by her breasts and it was clear where my mouth was located. Smiling triumphantly, she sent it.

Her smile disappeared a moment later. “Porn? I did not find that picture on the Internet,” snarled Jenny as she typed furiously. “I can’t believe he doesn’t recognize me!”

I had to stop teasing her and laugh. “Let’s try again.” I stood up and moved around behind Jenny, wrapping one hand around her waist to keep her close, and the other around a tanned breast and stroke her nipple. “Take a shot now,” I whispered in her ear.

Jenny sighed, “You are so bad, Linnea,” and held out the phone with one trembling hand while she ground her butt into me. The resulting picture was a little crooked, but I wasn’t going to complain.

There was a brief, if enjoyable, pause before the response arrived. I watched over Jenny’s shoulder as she opened the picture. It was a close-up of an erect penis, presumably Dan’s from the way she was giggling, and a brief note appeared on its heels: “20 MIN!!!”

“Just enough time for a shower,” I decided. After an all-nighter of no-holds-barred sex, I was a little ripe and I wanted to make a good impression on Jenny’s significant other. “Will you join me?”

This time, she agreed.

They looked so beautiful together I couldn’t help but touch myself watching them. Daniel was tall and lean and had come off as a bit shy and uncertain initially, but possibly that was because we’d both been naked when Jenny’d answered the door.

He’d warmed up quickly enough under the stimulation of our tongues and his first load of the morning had emptied across both our faces. Jenny and I had turned our attentions to each other, licking each other clean, and Daniel had ended up as hard as he’d been before he’d cum.

I watched Jenny’s face in the soft glow of the rising sun and started stroking myself more urgently. Her lips parted, eyes closed, she was one of the most beautiful sights I’d ever seen. Kneeling behind her, Dan was easing his lotion-slicked erection gingerly into her virginal back door.

“Oooooh my Gaaaaaawwwwd,” Jenny moaned throatily. “Don’t stop, Baby!”

The excitement on Dan’s face suggested he wasn’t planning on stopping any time soon. “You are so tight, Jenny! You’re gonna make me pop in no time.”

“Not yet,” she pleaded, sighing again as he worked a little deeper inside her.

I knew how she was feeling. Something about being dominated by a real man, feeling his cock spreading me and spearing deep in my gut, made me light up inside like nothing except the feel of a woman’s pussy beneath my tongue. I wanted Dan’s slippery meat up my ass, but it was only fair to let Jenny have him first.

That didn’t mean I had to sit out all the fun, I realized. I crawled closer and rolled onto my back before eeling underneath Jenny. My breath caught in my throat as I watched, up close, as Daniel bottomed out inside her stretched pink rosebud. Jenny’s fragrant juices trickled down the insides of her thighs, calling me. I craned my head upwards, tasting her and watching Daniel’s flesh slide in and out.

Jenny’s breath gusted against my bare mound, making my clit stand up like the goose bumps on my arms. “I think I’m in heaven,” she gasped between slurps at my dripping pussy. “I — oh fuck!“

My teeth released her clit from their gentle grip as she flooded my face with her sweet juices. Watching Jenny cum filled me with a breathless delight that only increased when she began reciprocating more actively. I guessed she’d cum again, even harder, when she felt Daniel shooting his warm spunk into her ass. Impatiently, I reached between his legs so I could tickle his sphincter with a fingernail.

I wanted my turn on his rod, too. It never crossed my mind that Jenny wouldn’t share him; somehow I just knew we’d be the kind of friends who’d share everything with each other. I was less certain how Stacey would react, but surely she couldn’t expect me to go for days and days on trips and not have any relief, could she?

Daniel grunted and I half-imagined I could see his balls contracting as they pumped his sticky load into Jenny. The thought of it — okay, and Jenny’s devilishly active tongue — left me feeling like I might explode, and my toes curled just before I cried out and clutched her to me.

A girl could have worse ways to start the day.

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Gail’s descent is complete

As Gail stepped out of the shower, the back of her throat still felt a little rough from deep throating Jack, and her pussy was still tingling from her recent fingering and the vivid memories of the last12 hours. As she was drying off, she kept staring at herself in the mirror, imagining what her husband must have thought seeing her “cunt eater” label across her tits, well at least he didn’t see the label on her pussy. It’s not that she didn’t appreciate the constant sexual attention she had enjoyed, she was fearful of going too far and losing herself to her throbbing clitoris. Thinking of that, she wished she would have masturbated herself in the shower because she was still unsatisfied from almost choking on Jack’s cock before she could orgasm. She opened the bathroom door to see if the coast was clear, shut it and sat down on the toilet. She spread her legs wide, leaned back almost knocking the toilet lid off, and let her fingers trace down her stomach and explore her nude pussy. Her fingers glided over her sensitive clitoris, causing her to lurch as her pussy began to swell and lubricate. It was becoming too much for her to take in the silence of the bathroom. Her breathing became heavier, her forehead became ringed with beads of sweat, that now familiar smell of cunt filled her nostrils. She looked at her glistening fingers as they pumped in and out of her pussy, the site of her naked pussy getting finger fucked was getting her hotter and hotter. Needing to taste her own juices, she withdrew her hand from her pussy, replaced it with the other and raised her dripping hand to her waiting lips. Just as she was about to close her lips around her soaked fingers, and cum while tasting her own cunt juices, the bathroom door swung open with Jack saying, “Someone named Sarah said it was important to talk with you.” He began to say something else, but seeing his wife satisfying herself for the second time in almost 30 minutes left him speechless. Gail, stammering, blurted out, “I’ll take it on the bedroom phone.” Jack quickly left, wondering what the fuck was going on.

Twice in the last 30 minutes Gail was cheated out of an orgasm. But the call from Sarah was important, as much was hanging in the balance. Gail picked up the phone with a hello, and Sarah asked what she was up to. Not really caring about the response,
Sarah cut in to Gail’s response, “You need to meet me in 30 minutes at the Shell gas station on 30th and Park. Don’t be late if you want more pictures deleted off my camera.” Gail didn’t have time to finish what she had started, and barely had enough time to get dressed and get to the Shell station. Her cunt was still creaming with her own juices when she pulled on a pair of light blue cotton panties and jeans, slipped on a bra, a pull over shirt, and a pair of sandals. Her hair was still wet, so she pulled it back into a pony tail, put on a ball cap and exited the house, telling Jack she’d be back shortly.

When she arrived at the gas station, Sarah was already there. It was the middle of the afternoon on Sunday, so there were only a few people coming and going from the station. Gail pulled up beside Sarah, and said, “What was so important?” Sarah, knowing this was a do or die situation, meaning she would either have Gail’s complete obedience or Sarah would lose control over Gail, and it would happen here and today. “Into the bathroom, I have the key,” Sarah said in a very stern manner. “What fo…” Gail could not complete the sentence, because Sarah pulled out the camera and waived it around. Gail looked around the gas station to see if anybody was watching them, and seeing nobody around, she followed Sarah into the girl’s room. It was a messy place with paper towels strewn on the floor, along with bits and pieces of toilet paper, and the typical grunge on the floor. Sarah closed and locked the door behind them and looked right through Gail’s eyes. “Gail, this is where your life changes. Take off your shirt!” Gail hesitated a little, and began stammering, without missing a beat, Sarah reached out and slapped Gail across the face. “I said take it off!” Gail, knowing now that Sarah was not messing around, reached up to rub her stinging face, then down to pull her shirt over her head. “Now the bra!” said Sarah. Not willing to argue anymore, or get slapped again, Gail took her bra off as well, standing there naked from the waist up with her top and bra in her hands. “I see you’re a cunt eater, and I see your nipples are nice and hard Gail, you like this don’t you?” “No, not really,” said Gail, “I’m embarrassed.” “Really”, said Sarah, “I’ll bet your pussy is creaming already. Put your clothes in the sink and take of your jeans!” Gail, lowered her head in shame, unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, then peeled her jeans down her legs. “Off with them,” demanded Sarah. Gail stepped out of her jeans causing her sandals to come off as well. Gail was standing in only her light blue panties in front of a woman she had only met last night, in a gas station bathroom, and unsure about what would happen next.

“Let me see the crotch of your panties Gail, if they are wet, you must take them off, and if they are dry I’ll let you keep them.” Gail knew she was done for, because they were wet when she left the house. As Gail began to take off her panties, Sarah said, “What, no contest?” “My panties are soaked, they’ve been soaked since I got here,” Gail said sadly. With that she tossed her obviously wet panties and jeans in the sink, and stood naked in front of her conqueror. Sarah surveyed her obedient subject, and said slyly,” you’re horny aren’t you? Look at your nipples, they are rock hard, and I can see your wet cunt from here.” Gail glanced down at her nipples quickly, and sheepishly nodded her head. “Hmmm”, said Sarah, “Your tits say you’re a cunt eater, and your pussy says that you’re Sarah’s Cunt. Is that true Gail, do you eat cunt?” Gail was becoming speechless as the horror of what was happening began to seep into her mind. It all happened so fast, she didn’t have time to think, she just acted…all she could do was nod. Sarah was having none of that, “Say it Gail, tell me what you are! Look if you’re good today, you will end up having most of the pictures from last night deleted from my camera.” Little did Gail know that Sarah had set up Judy’s mini video camera in the bathroom on top of the towel dispenser to capture the entire bathroom scene.

“I’m a cunt eater, and I’m Sarah’s cunt”, Gail blurted out. “I’m your cunt Sarah, I’m your horny cunt.” “Good girl,” said Sarah, now “I’m going to let you masturbate yourself to an orgasm, then you are going to crawl over here and eat my pussy.” Gail, had been close to an orgasm 2 times in the last hour, desperately needed to cum, and she began massaging her pussy just like she had in the bathroom, looking at her deranged site in the scratched bathroom mirror. The humiliation and her throbbing clitoris were getting the best of her, as her legs became weak, she leaned her back up against the grimy bathroom wall for support and began to vigorously finger fuck her hot juicy cunt. As her long awaited orgasm began to course through her body, she slid down the wall and finished cumming as her naked ass hit the disgusting floor. Her cunt juice was leaking down her crotch to her asshole and onto the floor below making her ass a bit sticky to the floor.
During this display, Sarah had dropped her jeans and panties to her ankles, and pushed them off to the side, sitting on the toilet with her legs spread wide and fingers buried in her own pussy.

“Come over here cunt, it’s time for you to eat my pussy!” Gail was about to get up when Sarah blurted, “Crawl her on your hands and knees, crawl like the cunt you are!” Gail was way past any sense of dignity, so she crawled across the fowl floor on her hands and knees. As Gail reached the toilet, she could smell the stench of dried piss on and around the toilet, but also knew the cunt she was about to eat was sitting on that toilet, and she had to ignore the smell, just like she has had to ignore many embarrassing things in the last 12 hours. Once again, like the night before, Sarah forced Gail to get her chin over the rim of the toilet and her head almost completely in the toilet bowl to get at Sarah’s cunt. Once Gail lips made contact with Sarah’s cunt, Sarah wrapped her legs around Gail’s head in a light vice grip, and let out a stream of hot piss in Gail’s mouth. Gail struggled to free herself, but only proceeded to have piss spray over her face, hair and tits. Finally freeing herself she got up on her knees, dripping with piss, she attempted to wipe the piss off her face, but her hands were dirty and smelly from the floor, so she stood on her knees just dripping with piss, staring in astonishment at Sarah. Sarah coolly looked at Gail, and said, “not only are you a good cunt eater, you’re an ok toilet too. I still need to cum, and you still need to eat me, so get back at it, I’m horny.” Gail was defeated, on the floor of a dirty gas station bathroom, naked, soaked in piss, and lowering her head into a dirty toilet to eat a stranger’s pussy. What had she become, and how will this all end!

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© 2012 Sal De Klerk, CO-Author, All Rights Reserved

4-2020

Edited by ElmerStudd

Authors Note:

This is a long story, containing 10 chapters, a prologue and epilogue. All chapters have been submitted and should be posted within a few days of each other.

The idea for this story came from a story idea forum. Thank you janetsexy77!

Warning:

This story contains adult content including This story contains lesbian group sex including spanking, masturbation, cunnilingus, and more. If this is not your type of smut, please find another story.

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Round 4

Erin’s attitude didn’t improve much, but she was ignoring Aggie instead of attacking her. “Pick a nude player and sexually stimulate them for 30 seconds. If no players are nude, take something off,” Erin pulled off her sock.

Shay went next and read, “You must strip one item of your clothing, but you can make another player take something off.” Shay looked around the group and her eyes stopped on Christina, “Christina, take something off,” she said. Standing up and reaching under her skirt, she pulled her granny panties off.

Christina stood up and shimmied out of her boy shorts revealing a pair of tangas underneath. Once again the judge’s voice paused the action, “Player three, you were told to wear eight items of clothing, It appears you violated that rule.”

Christina looked out at the stage lights. “I’m not wearing a bra,” she said.

“Player three is not in violation of the rules. The game may continue,” the voice boomed.

Christina sat down and pulled a card. “Seduce another player for 30 seconds.” She jumped up and practically ran over to Aggie. Christina reached out and touched Aggie’s arm as they locked in a passionate kiss, both girls’ hands caressing and fondling each other. They fell to the floor rolling around, trying to touch everything at once. Hannah called time, but the girls were oblivious as they swallowed each other’s tongues.

“Vee, can you give me a hand, please?” Hannah asked as she tried to separate the lust-filled ladies. Both were breathing heavily, looking at each other with animal hunger, their hair mussed and makeup smeared. Hannah cleared her throat, bringing them somewhat back to the present. They both took their seats, continuing to look at one another, forgetting about the game.

“I get to lick someone, again,” Vee said, after reading her challenge. She headed straight for Aggie, licking her from the knee to the edge of her skirt. Aggie closed her eyes to imagine it was Christina licking her.

Vee sat down and May took a card, “Pick any player and personally strip them of one item of clothing.” May stood up and walked over to Erin. “Stand up,” she ordered the sullen girl. Erin stood and May yanked down the ankle-length skirt Erin was wearing, exposing her bikini briefs to everyone. Erin dropped into her seat holding her hand out for the skirt. May held it up and twirled it over her head in victory as the spectators cheered. When May was done she threw it right into Erin’s face before sitting down.

“I got the same thing as May,” Aggie said, looking over the group. She decided to strip off Vee’s black leather capris, leaving her in her miniskirt. Aggie reached under Vee’s skirt and unfastened the pants, sliding them down her thick powerful legs and off her body. Once Aggie removed them she handed the pants to Vee and returned to her seat.

“Seduce another player for 30 seconds,” Erin read as soon as Aggie sat down. Erin stood up and walked over to Christina and whispered into her ear. Christina giggled as Erin continued to whisper and start giving Christina a back rub. Christina begins to moan in pleasure. All the while, Erin was looking at Aggie smiling, trying to make her adversary jealous. When time was called Erin leaned in and kissed the sexy Latina, pissing Aggie off.

Shay pulled out her card. “Oh No, not this,” she said. “You can choose to remove one item of clothing or all the other players can tickle you for 30 seconds. So I either expose myself or get tickled which I hate. I guess I’m the first one to show her boobies.”

Every eye was on the curvaceous strawberry blonde as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse, let it slip from her shoulders, and flutter to the floor, exposing her well-formed, perky breasts to everyone. She sat down holding her hands over her breasts waiting for the next girl’s turn, hoping it would pull all the attention away from her.

All the players got serious now. They realized that the game could and probably would end with most, if not all of them, naked in front of a group of strangers. Christina tentatively reached for her challenge, “Stimulate a nude player. Since no one is nude, I’ve gotta take something off.” Christina looked at her options and then looked at Shay, “I guess your girls aren’t going to be the only ones on display,” pulling off her tube top.

There was more cheering as Christina sat down. Aggie silently joined in with the crowd, seeing what she thought, were the most perfect breasts to ever exist on the planet.

“Strip or be tickled. Some choice,” Vee muttered. “I’ll either be the third set of tits flopping around or let 5 people tickle me. Aww hell. Y’all saw my nips already anyway,” she said, undoing her bra and letting her large tits hang out. There were more cheers as the crowd started to get a bit rowdy.

May was happy she was still wearing five pieces of clothing. Hoping that she wasn’t going to be exposed anytime soon. Taking a card, she read, “Roll the die and lick that player on any uncovered skin.” May dropped the die and it came up 2. May crawled over to Shay and began to lick her on the nipples, making them all wet. She alternated left and right and every time the cool air hit the wet nipple it got a little harder. By the time she was done, Shay’s nipples were pointing out toward the crowd. They all clapped at how far they were protruding from her. May took a little bow and sat down.

Aggie once again got to strip someone of something they were wearing. She decided on May since she was wearing the most. Aggie asked May to stand up and pulled off her polo shirt. May kissed Aggie as she pulled the shirt up and off the slender Japanese girl’s body.

Hannah was getting aroused by the action around her and in between her duties as emcee, she was absentmindedly rubbing herself through her clothes. She suddenly realized what she was doing while she watched Aggie and May kiss. She jerked her hand away from her body, quickly walking over to Erin, she held out the tureen. Erin drew her card and read, “I get to strip someone if I strip something. Since May is wearing the most, I guess she can take off her last sock,” she spoke as she worked loose the buttons on her blouse and slid it off her body.

Shay pulled out her card, muttering just loud enough for those closest to her to hear, “Please don’t be strip, please don’t be strip.” She paused while reading her dare, “Aww fuck,” she cursed, “Have someone strip something but you must do so as well. Well, I guess someone had to be naked first,” as she stood and dropped her mini skirt to the floor, showing her extremely hairy bush which covered her pussy entirely.

“Damn she looks like a 1970’s porn star,” someone yelled, seeing the forest of hair between Shay’s legs. Shay blushed while the crowd cheered for the naked girl. Shay sat down and crossed her legs hiding most of her bush from view.

Shay looked around at the other players, “Well I could make Christina naked so I won’t be the only one, but she’ll probably be naked soon anyway. Instead, I think I’ll choose Vee.”

Vee flipped Shay off as she stood up, reached under her skirt, slid her panties down her legs, and kicked them off. As Vee sat down, Christina read her card. When she was done, she froze for a second. She looked at each player and seemed to be counting. After giving each player the once over she looked at Hannah and said, “I have a very interesting card here. It says, ‘Pick any clothed player and have them strip completely naked’.”

The whole room froze looking at Christina. Everyone began to count the clothes on the remaining players. Aggie was the first to realize she was the most dressed and got a sinking feeling she was about to be the second player naked.

Christina made eye contact with Aggie saying, “I figure the fairest thing to do is to pick the person with the most clothes. That’s you Aggie baby. So get naked.”

Aggie stood up by rote. Every molecule in her body was as red as a well-cooked lobster dinner. She was scared, angry, and just a little aroused. She decided the only way she would be able to strip in front of all these people was to do it quickly and not think about it. She undid her skorts and let them fall to the ground. Next, she quickly pulled off her top, dropping it on top of her skorts. She reached behind her back to the clasp of her bra and let the straps slide down her shoulders and let it fall onto the growing pile of clothes at her feet.

Aggie froze, unable to take the last step. After waiting, Hannah came over and had a whispered conversation with Aggie. Hannah knelt in front of the slender girl and slowly slid her panties off her long lean legs, exposing her cleanly shaved mons. Hannah worked the panties off Aggie’s body and moved away from the naked girl. She stood motionless before all present in nothing more than what she was born with until someone in the crowd started cheering and the rest joined in. Aggie was still red but for some reason she felt happy, her eyes shining as she sat down. She felt Christina’s eyes boring into her and she looked over. Christina mouthed, “forgive me,” to her, and Aggie gave her a quick nod and wink.

Christina smiled in relief and heard Vee read, “Make another player remove one item, but you must remove one as well. Well naked chick number 3,” she said while shimming out of her mini skirt. Once it had fallen to the floor there was an explosion of laughter, as everyone noticed that her pubic hair was shaved into a skull and crossbones. Vee pointed at May and said, “time to lose something.” May stood up and unfastened her khaki’s and slid them down. Showing that she was wearing plain, white cotton panties to match her bra.

The easy banter had gone now as the tension mounted. Only three girls still had clothes and then not much. They all expected to be naked soon. They had no idea what would happen but they knew they still had the rest of this round and three more to go.

May sat down and drew a card. ‘Personally strip a player of something they are wearing.’ She smiled and looked at the only two other dressed players. “Well Christina, since you got Aggie naked it’s only fair that you join her.” May stood up and walked over to the Olive skinned girl. Once Christina stood up, May dropped to her knees and buried her face in Christina’s crotch.

The audience laughed, there were some wolf whistles as May slowly lowered Christina’s French cut panties down her legs using only her mouth. Once the Latina was naked, May stood, keeping the panties in her mouth and shook her head like a dog with a chew toy. There were a lot of appreciative noises from the audience. May drooped the panties in Christina’s lap and sauntered back to her seat.

Hannah spoke up before Aggie could get her card. “Once again we have reached the last card of the round.”

Aggie sighed and took out her card. She held it to her chest, both covering her small perky breasts and working up the courage to read it. She held the card out, reading slowly and clearly, “Roll the die and fondle that person lustfully for thirty seconds.”

The room grew very quiet as everyone realized that the game had reached another milestone. Hannah handed Aggie the die, she shook it hard and threw it down. The die bounced and spun across the stage, stopping against the back wall. Hannah walked over, looked down, smiled, and picked up the die.

Someone who was getting impatient called out, “What’s the number?”

Hannah looked at Aggie and said just loud enough for everyone to hear “It was a six, you need to roll again.”

Aggie took the die and tossed it again. This time it stopped in the middle of the players. Everyone laughed when they saw it was six. Hannah picked it up and handed it to Aggie again. “Third times the charm,” Aggie said as she rolled again.

This time it landed at Vee’s feet who looked down and told everyone, “Three.”

The crowd went wild remembering the last time Aggie and Christina had to kiss. Christina smiled broadly as she launched herself from her seat and practically ran over to Aggie as they locked their lips together falling to the floor. This time nothing was off-limits, as they sucked on breasts, rubbing clits, exploring each other’s bodies unashamedly. All too soon Hannah called time and it took Vee, Hannah, and Shay to separate the lust-crazed women. Once Hannah had her players under control, she announced the 10-minute break.

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Round 5

Everyone was back in their seats several minutes before the break was officially over. The round started almost immediately with Erin reading, “Roll the die. That player may personally strip you of something you are wearing. If you are already naked, You may strip one item from the player of your choice. Well, I’m not naked, so where’s the die?”

Hannah handed the die to Erin, who just dropped it down and it landed on 6. Aggie jumped up and ran over to Erin. She made Erin stand up and face the audience. Aggie moved behind her nemesis and started to mess with her bra strap, ‘accidentally’ letting it snap onto her back.

“You bitch!” she hissed at Aggie. “I’ll get you back for that.” Aggie roughly pulled off her bra, without unfastening it, making Erin grimace in pain. There were giggles at Erin’s discomfort and no one reprimanded Aggie for what she did. Aggie strolled back to her seat with Erin’s bra still in her hand. Before Erin could demand it back Aggie stretched it out and flung it into the audience to the cheers of the crowd. The players could just make out someone waving it in victory.

Erin said nothing while sitting down, but she glared at Aggie, plotting her revenge. Hannah was smirking from the enjoyment of watching Aggie get revenge on the bully. She held out the tureen to Shay. Shay, without looking, pulled a card. She read it out loud, “Pick a topless player and massage their breasts for 30 seconds. Don’t forget to put an ice cube in each hand.” There were more than a few gasps of delight in response.

Shay looked at her fellow players, pouting when she saw that the person she wanted to use, May, was still wearing a bra. So she looked at the other players and without telling anyone, she took the ice bucket that Hannah was holding and walked over to Vee. Taking two handfuls of ice, she pressed them against Vee’s nipples. “Fuck! Ice is fucking cold!” Vee exclaimed, to the amusement of the audience. Shay rubbed the ice all over the Goth girl’s ample breasts until Hannah called, “time.” When Shay pulled her hands away, Vee’s tits looked like a sheet of Braille due to all the goosebumps she had. Her nipples were sticking out over an inch.

“I’ll warm you up baby,” a male voice shouted, eliciting laughter from everyone.

Shay sat down, curling her legs under her and put her hands underneath her to warm them up. “Holy shit, she’s rubbing her cunt,” some guy yelled.

A female voice responded, “Shithead, her hands are cold, she’s using her body heat to get warm.”

“That is one hot body,” another guy tossed in. Hannah cleared her throat, glaring at the audience who were interrupting the game.

Once the unruly observers had settled down, Christina took out her next challenge. “Damn does anyone shuffle these cards? I got the same thing as Shay. Since Shay has cold hands, let’s give her cold tits as well.”

Christina took the Ice Hannah was holding and walked over to Shay, who was pouting playfully at Christina. Shay threw out her small breasts and Christina started flicking her nipples with the edges of the ice cubes. Everyone could hear Shay gasp when the ice made contact with her warm flesh. Her nipples quickly hardened with the stimulation. Shay started to shiver, not just from the cold, as Christina drew lines of melting ice all over Shay’s breasts. “Time,” Hannah called. Christina dropped the ice into an empty glass and sat down, rubbing her hands together to warm them.

Vee grabbed for a card and read it silently, then she looked up at Hannah in shock. Hannah silently prompted her to read the card. Vee shrugged, “I guess there is an advantage to being naked in this game,” she announced. “Place an ice cube in your panties and leave it there until you complete your next turn. If it melts, replace it. If you do not have panties on, then you must masturbate for 30 seconds.”

Aggie’s eyes shot open when she heard this dare. She was amazed, she had been sitting in front of dozens of strangers naked, for almost an hour and now she might have to masturbate too. There was no way she could bring herself to do anything like that. She was about to tell Hannah she was out, but her eyes met Christina and drew strength from her new friend and decided to stay. There was an unspoken agreement that they would support each other until the end, no matter how embarrassing the dares get. Aggie glanced at Erin who was smirking at her. Aggie knew Erin was thinking that the shy timid girl would back out, but this wasn’t the old Aggie, with Christina’s support, there was nothing short of a gang bang that would make her leave.

Aggie turned her attention back to Vee who had 2 fingers in her pussy and was violently thrusting them in and out. Meanwhile, her thumb was rubbing her clit and the other hand was crushing her tits and pushing them up so she could lick and suck on her nipples. The players gazed upon this spectacle with awe and lust while the audience cheered her on.

“Time,” came Hannah’s voice, despite the protests from the observers.Vee reluctantly withdrew her fingers, licking her sweet nectar from them. Her face was flush and she was breathing heavily. “Damn, that was getting good,” she voiced, as she sat back and chugged her drink.

May drew a card, read it, and said, “Vee you look a bit hot, time to cool those titties down with some ice.” There was laughter as Hannah handed May some ice. Instead of taking just 2 cubes, May took the ice bucket and headed toward Vee. May looked at Vee’s plentiful pair, lifting one at a time and putting an ice cube under each one. May then took a handful of ice in each hand and shoved the icebergs in her hands into Vee’s rack.

“Now I know why they’re called chesticles,” Vee said as she started to get goosebumps all over her body. May continued to rub the ice into the Goth’s globes. As the Ice melted, May started to lick the rivulets of water as they ran down Vee’s flesh sending shivers deep into both their bodies.

“Time,” called Hannah. May took her hands away and those closest to Vee could see that her flesh had started to turn bright red, Vee rubbing her breasts to warm them as May sat down looking towards Aggie.

Aggie gave Erin an evil look with a smug smile knowing she was going to get to rub ice on Erin. She drew her card and read, “Remove one item of clothing. If you are already naked, then roll the die and that player will give you a light spanking of three swats.”

Aggie’s face blanched and she felt more nauseous than she ever had in her life. Her parents had never used any physical punishments on her, ever. Lars had asked once or twice about spanking her and she had adamantly refused. Now someone who was practically a stranger was going to spank her in front of a large group of strangers. She wanted to run and hide. This was worse than her encounter with the bimbo squad. She looked at Christina who looked at her reassuringly. Keeping her eyes locked on Christina, Aggie took the die from Hannah and dropped it to the floor.

“Please not Erin, I can do this as long as it’s not Erin,” Aggie mumbled. She jumped out of her seat when she heard Hannah announce “three.” Aggie got on all fours with her ass pointing toward the crowd. Christina knelt behind her and started to caress Aggie’s cheeks.

“Spank her slutty ass,” a male voice called out.

“Shut up or GTFO,” one of the ladies in the audience retorted as she was cheered by the rest.

hristina shifted her position and raised her hand and lightly swatted Aggie on the ass. Aggie, not knowing what to expect, jumped when the hand landed on her virgin ass cheek. A second swat followed on the other cheek. Aggie was happy that Christina was being gentle. Christina paused making Aggie sweat the third one and swung her arm as hard as she could making firm contact on both cheeks at the same time.

“FUUCCCKKKK,” Aggie yelled as the pain spread from her abused rump to the rest of her body. Christina left her hand in place and her fingers found Aggie’s wet slit and slipped in. Aggie almost collapsed from the combination of pleasure and pain. Christina pulled her hand away before anyone saw her hand probing Aggie’s depths. Christina returned to her seat and turned away from the audience to discreetly suck Aggie’s essence off her fingers.

Aggie took the time to recover and tentatively stood up and walked to her seat. She cautiously lowered herself and sat down trying not to put pressure on her sore buttocks.

“We apologize to player six for the rudeness of a single member of the audience. The person in question has been removed and we wish to remind our guests to be respectful towards the ladies on stage.” Aggie nodded her acceptance of the apology.

Hannah walked over to Erin, who pulled a card, “More fucking ice on tits,” she whined. She thought about choosing Aggie but decided that it would piss Aggie off more if she got to feel up Christina after getting a spanking from her.

Erin took the cubes and walked over to the slim Latina. She took several ice cubes in each hand and tried to make crushed ice with Christina’s breasts. Christina was in pain from the cold and pressure but refused to let it show, not giving Erin the satisfaction.

Just as Christina couldn’t take it anymore and was about to scream in pain, Hannah called time. Aggie thought that Hannah called time too soon. Confirming Aggie’s suspicion, Erin glared at the hostess. Hannah said, “Go sit down before I kick your ass all over this room.”

Erin sat down and was about to say something when Shay spoke up, “Erin, you’ve been a bitch all night. Chill out or get the fuck out.”

Erin glared at everyone in the room and when she saw she had no support she slumped back in her chair. The anger emanating off her was palpable. Aggie could see the heat of her anger rising from her body.

Shay took a card and read, “Make out heavily with player four for thirty seconds.”

Vee smiled at Shay and they began to kiss each other. Tongues went into mouths and hands found breasts. Nipples were pinched and tugged, asses were squeezed. Vee was about to slip a finger into Shay when the dreaded call of, “Time,” came.

The girls separated and sat down looking at each other with lust in their eyes.

Christina read her card, “If you still have clothes take something off. If you are naked masturbate for 30 seconds.” There was scattered applause and Christina lay back and began to lightly rub and caress herself. Her eyes were open, staring deeply into Aggie’s eyes who was watching her without blinking. Christina played with her breasts and slid her hands down her body and found her love nub. She started to rub it. As time went on she rubbed it harder and faster, her breathing grew rapid and her eyes lost focus as she was getting close to orgasm. Aggie was transfixed, the only part of her body that was moving was her tongue licking her lips imagining that she was licking up the flow of cream oozing from Christina.

“Time,” was called, followed by several boo’s, mostly, but not entirely male.

Christina lay there trying to recover from her near orgasm, while Vee pulled her card. “Ohh, I get to spank somebody now. I just need the die to find out who.”

Aggie was still engrossed in Christina’s body when to her shock Hannah call, “six”

“WAIT! WHAT? I get spanked again? Fuck.” Aggie got in the familiar position and waited for Vee to start. Vee put one hand on Aggie’s ass and then licked her other palm and smacked the petite girl with all her might. The force of the blow knocked Aggie to the floor. “OWWWWW FFFFUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK,” Aggie bellowed.

Hannah quickly stepped between the two girls, “Light spanking,” she reminded Vee.

“Sorry Aggie, I got carried away. I usually spank my playthings hard,” before anyone could respond. Vee delivered the last two spanks firmly but not hard, but since Aggie was already sore each swat was worse than the first.

Vee returned to her seat and Aggie was helped up by Christina and Hannah. Before she sat down, Christina hugged her new friend and whispered for a few seconds.

Aggie smiled at Christina and sat down. Christina returned to her seat. May drew her card and looked at Erin, “Well now Erin, looks like we both have just one thing left, and she pulled her bra over her head, letting her breasts free. Cries of “Arigato” and “Konichiwa” came from several of the males watching the game.

Aggie drew her card and thanked her lucky stars she wasn’t getting spanked. She thought about making Erin suffer, but decided to get back at Vee back for the spanking. “I get to ice down someone,” she told the players. “I think I’ll ice down Vee.”

When Hannah walked over, Aggie whispered in her ear, Hannah smiled and nodded. “Vee lay down on the floor please.” Vee hesitated for a moment, Hannah signaled her to lay down. Vee shrugged and lay on the floor, her head toward the audience. Aggie took the bucket of ice from Hannah and walked over to Vee, “This is for that spanking you gave me earlier,” and upended the bucket onto Vee’s chest.

“OHHH FUCK ME THAT”S COLD,” Vee yelled. Everyone laughed and Aggie got down on her knees and picked up the ice that was on the floor, and began putting it back onto Vee’s body. Vee’s whole torso was covered in ice. She was laying there shivering while Aggie kept picking up the ice that fell off her and put it back on her.

Time was called and Vee jumped up. Aggie looked at her and offered her a hug, “No hard feelings?”

Vee looked at her angrily for a second, then smiled and accepted the hug. She said, “No hard feelings, but I will get you back.” The spectators cheered at the good-natured interchange.

Erin, still sulking, watched them, then snatched a card from the tureen. “Roll the die and give that player a sexy lap dance for 30 seconds.” Erin rolled and saw it came up five. She went to May, sat on her leg, and rubbed her pussy up and down the leg. There was nothing sexy about the emotions at all. No jiggling, no shaking, nothing at all to arouse anyone watching. As soon as Hannah opened her mouth to call time, Erin went back to her seat and threw herself into it. At this point, the crowd, by silent mutual agreement, had decided to ignore Erin and her bad attitude.

Shay took her card and read it. She looked at Christina, “Hey sexy chica, you and I get to make out.”

Christina made a come here gesture. Shay walked over and climbed into Christina’s bean bag chair. They began to kiss and feel each other’s breasts. Compared to some of the earlier make-out sessions, this was pretty tame. When Time was called, Christina pulled her card as Shay returned to her seat.

“I’m giving a lap dance to…,” and she tossed the die, “… Shay,” she laughed. She climbed onto Shay’s lap and shoved her tiny twins into Shay’s face. Shay did a motorboat and Christina turned around, offering her ass cheeks. Shay motorboated them too. Christina then bent over and began to twerk, shoving her pussy into Shay’s face. When Hannah called time, Christina took a bow, thanking the crowd for their cheering. She said to Erin, “That’s a sexy lap dance, sweetie,” eliciting laughter from everyone.

Vee gave Christina a high 5 as she returned to her seat. Then she pulled a card and read, “Roll the die. Give that player a spanking for 10 seconds.” She shook the die and looked at Erin, hoping she would be able to properly spank the whiny cunt before the game ended.

The die stopped and Hannah called out, “six.”

“Can’t anyone else get a fucking spanking,” Aggie said, wincing as she assumed the now-familiar position, rubbing her tender ass.

There was laughter as Vee got behind her and started lightly slapping her reddened cheeks. The audience counted out each blow as it landed. Aggie realized that even though each blow wasn’t too painful, each one was striking her right in the same spot, so the cumulative effect was unbearable. She started to wiggle around, trying to make Vee miss her mark, but Vee was too skillful and hit her mark every time. Vee was able to land 21 blows before Hannah called time.

Vee stood up, Aggie holding back tears from the pain radiating from her damaged derriere. Finally able to lightly sit in her chair, she looked over at Vee, “I’ll get you back for that,” she told her tormentor.

Vee smiled and replied, “Bring it you waif.”

The girls giggled and May pulled her card. “Shit, she said. I gotta put ice in my panties until I finish my next turn.” Hannah put the ice bucket down next to her and Aggie pulled her card.

“The last card for the Round,” Hannah told everyone.

“Does that mean I have to keep the ice in my panties during the break?” May asked.

“Yes it does,” Hannah told the slight Japanese girl, smiling in apology.

“Fuck me,” May said.

“SWEETT!” Aggie cried. “Time for revenge Vee. I get to pick a player and write something dirty anywhere on their body. Too bad it specifies a washable marker, otherwise I would use a sharpie.”

Vee raised her eyebrows at the statement and saw Hannah hand Aggie a large blue marker. Aggie walked over to Vee and pushed her legs apart and wrote:

‘Space for rent, cheap, well used, cum on in, and drew an arrow pointing to Vee’s pussy.’ There was laughter, Aggie looked at Vee and blew her a kiss. Vee nodded in approval and tossed Aggie a salute.

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Round 6

The break lasted only long enough for the players to refresh their drinks and relieve their bladders. Everyone was getting worked up and wanted to get the relief their bodies were demanding. When May returned to the stage, she dropped a second ice cube into her panties. The melted ice from the first one had soaked the material of her panties, so they had become translucent.

Erin pulled her card and read, “You may make any nude player give any other nude player oral sex for 30 seconds, but you must give the same player oral sex for 30 seconds.” Erin thought about it and threw the card at Hannah saying, “I ain’t giving any of these bitches head!”

The audience continued to ignore her and Shay took her card. “I get to masturbate for 30 seconds.” She instantly started rubbing her clit hard and fast while her other hand played with her nipples. She rubbed her distended clit furiously, trying to reach a climax, but Hannah called time way too soon for her, leaving her even hornier and more frustrated.

Christina read her challenge smiling, “hand hands everywhere. Lay down on your stomach and all players will pleasure you with their hands for 30 seconds. Then roll over onto your back and let them continue on your front for another 30 seconds.”

Christina lay down and everyone but Erin went over to her. Hannah signaled the players to wait and went over to Erin. No one could hear the conversation, but they all knew that Erin was refusing to participate. Hannah said something that made Erin look at her in shock before she reluctantly joined the other players.

“Begin,” Hannah told them.

Aggie started massaging Christina’s shoulders, Vee was rubbing her ass cheeks and probing the dark opening, May was massaging the right leg and Shay had the left. Erin started to poke Christina in the arm. Christina was very aroused and relaxed having four people massage her and was able to easily ignore Erin.

“Turn,” Hannah called, and Christina did. Erin continued with her poking, Aggie started to suck on Christina’s breasts, Vee was caressing her at the waist and on the mons, Shay and May started massaging her feet. When time was called, the players returned to their seats.

Vee read her card and picked Christina to masturbate for 30 seconds. Christina was very close to orgasm, but she didn’t want to cum yet, so she rubbed the outside of her labia and avoided her sensitive nipples.

May’s turn came and she nodded her head in approval, “I get to pick 2 nude players and have them 69 for 30 seconds. I think that since Aggie and Vee have been teasing each other, they need to be together.”

Vee walked over to Aggie who was practically catatonic. Suddenly she was Agatha again. She had abso-fucking-lutely no desire to do anything oral with anyone. She was shocked to realize how long she had been strutting around naked in front of God knows how many strangers. She wanted to run back to her dorm room, lock the door, and cry herself to sleep.

Vee sensed a change come over the elfin girl. She looked at her and saw that she was a completely different person. She wondered if Agatha was suffering from some kind of mental disorder. Agatha didn’t resist when Vee pulled her out of her seat, but she was otherwise completely unresponsive. Vee laid Agatha down on the floor and spread her legs. Vee climbed on top of her and started to gently probe Agatha’s moist pussy with her tongue.

When Agatha felt the tongue enter her she sat up and was about to scream, but her momentum caused her mouth to land on Vee’s pussy. Before she could pull away some of Vee’s cream ran into her mouth and she was pleasantly surprised by the sweet, tangy flavor. She was still somewhat disgusted and about to pull away when she noticed Erin watching her intently. Agatha refused to let another bully win, so she didn’t pull her mouth away. She took a few licks of Vee’s nectar and began to rub her clit as she probed her with her tongue. She could feel Christina’s eyes boring into her, giving Agatha the wherewithal to continue.

Still feeling uncomfortable with the situation, Agatha forced herself to swipe her tongue across Vee’s womanhood. Vee moaned, sucked Agatha’s clit into her mouth, pressed her tongue against it, and started to hum. Agatha’s body shuddered as she continued to lick the outside of Vee’s pussy. Vee thrust her hips back at Agatha, trying desperately to get penetration. Vee continued humming on Agatha’s pussy and shoved a finger in her tight practically virginal pussy. Agatha moaned in pleasure and without thinking about it she pushed her tongue inside Vee. Vee shuddered in pleasure, having a mini orgasm.

Time was called and Vee rolled off Agatha. She spun herself around and French kissed Agatha. Still lost in the pleasure of having her first hummer, Agatha returned the kiss without thinking about it and wondering why there were two similar but different tastes in her mouth. Suddenly Agatha’s eyes shot open and saw the purple-haired girl she was kissing. ‘She’d just had her tongue in my pussy and now it’s in my mouth,’ Agatha thought as she tried to take control of her limbs. Vee slipped a finger into her pussy and that finger was all it took to exercise Agatha for good.

Vee saw the girl she had gotten to know was back and wrote the change off to the amount of alcohol they had all been consuming to get through the game they were playing.

As Aggie and Vee returned to their seats, May shouted, “Finally!” and took out the sliver of ice from her panties and tossed it into an empty glass. Laughter filled the room as she unconsciously rubbed her pussy to warm it up.

Aggie sat down and pulled a card, “Finally I don’t get a spanking,” she said. “If you are naked roll the die. That player will act as a photographer and pose you for a pictorial in an adult magazine. 5 poses at a minimum. If you are not naked remove one item of clothing.”

Aggie rolled the die and up came the dreaded number one.”

“YES,” cried Erin smiling for the first time in the last 2 rounds.

“GOD DAMNIT,” was Aggie’s reaction.

Erin had Aggie sit on the edge of the stage and spread her legs wide holding her pussy lips open as wide as possible. When Aggie was in position Erin told her to pull her lips further apart. Aggie winced as she reached the limits of her elasticity.

Erin made her hold that pose for almost a minute. Then Aggie was instructed to lay on her side one arm under her head, the other hand cupping a breast, offering it to the viewer, and her top leg was pulled up so her foot rested on her knee, still exposing her most intimate parts.

After Erin tired of this pose, she made Aggie lay flat on her back and roll her legs and ass up so her knees were on either side of her head and she had to reach around them and spread her ass cheeks exposing her asshole to the prying eyes of the crowd.

Aggie was ashamed of how exposed she felt, but she was looking at Christina and drawing strength from her. Erin then had Aggie lay flat on her back, and stick her legs straight up in the air, framing her pussy between them.

Erin had her hold this one for a long time, she watched as Aggie’s legs began to shake from the strain. Once Aggie could no longer hold the pose, Erin gave her an evilly sweet smile and had Aggie sit down and spread her legs as wide as possible, planting her feet flat on the floor. Her hands were behind her head and her chest was thrust out emphasizing her tiny twins. Erin sat down, Aggie was grateful that Erin hadn’t thought to make her finger herself.

Erin pulled her card and read it. She didn’t say anything, just stood up and pulled her panties down revealing a completely shaved mons and fluffy pussy lips. For the first time, there was no comment when a player exposed her body to the crowd. Erin sat down pissed that no one commented on her now nude body.

Shay chose her card and told the crowd, “I get to suck on some nipples for 30 seconds, I just need the die to see who gets sucked.”

Hannah handed her the die and she rolled it. It landed on 6, so Shay walked over to Aggie knelt and sucked Aggie’s left nipple into her mouth. Shay just sucked on it pulling it deeper and deeper into her mouth. When time was finally called, the whole breast was bright red and glistening with saliva.

Shay sat down, Christina looked at Vee and read her card, “make two nude players 69. Who should I pick? How about Erin and Vee.” Erin glared, Christina and Vee smiled knowing that no one would stop her if she got rough with the annoying bitch.

Erin lay down and Vee climbed on top of the sullen redhead. Vee found her tiny clit and bit down on it hard making Erin jump. When Erin tried to complain Vee pushed her ample rear into Erin’s face so she couldn’t speak. When Erin tried to pull away, Vee kept her ass pressed against her face, not letting the girl complain as Vee forced two, then three, then four, finally five fingers into her. Erin was screaming into Vee’s pussy demanding someone stop the assault on her. Hannah was watching as Vee abused the surly bitch. She had gotten on everyone’s last nerve, so Hannah made no move to stop Vee as Vee triumphantly announced, “I’m fisting her.”

Without taking her fist out of the girl or her ass off Erin’s face she turned her around so the crowd could see she had almost half her arm inside Erin. There was a lot of laughing and cheering while the crowd watched Vee fist in Erin’s pussy.

Hannah waited over 3 minutes, making sure Erin was well and truly fucked, and then called time. Vee jerked her arm out of the redhead using a cleansing cloth to clean her arm. Before Erin could complain about anything, Hannah gave her a warning look and she slinked back to her seat.

“Vee finished cleaning her arm, then read, “Let’s see, someone gets oral sex for one minute from me and someone else.” She looked meaningfully at Erin who looked away, not wanting to be anywhere near the abusive freak.

Vee smiled at Erin’s reaction, ” I think I’ll pass on this one,” she told the crowd.

May pulled her card and cried “No fucking way would I do that, so I guess I’m naked now.” She stood up and pulled her soaking wet translucent panties off her body, “At least now I can warm up a bit she said tossing her panties on top of her other clothes.

Aggie pulled her card and stood up. Looking at the other players she said, “My turn for hands everywhere,” and she laid down. Erin again refused to participate and Hannah went to talk to her.

Aggie called out to Hannah, “Fuck her, let her sit there.” Hannah shrugged and gestured for the group to start. Christina whispered to each girl who nodded in agreement. When they were told to start, four mouths descended onto Aggie’s bare skin and began to lick and nibble her all over. Aggie began to squirm in pleasure as the other naked girls covered every inch of her skin with love bites.

When she turned over Vee took one breast, Shay took the other, Christina started licking her pussy and May began to kiss her. Aggie felt her orgasm building with the expert attention of four sexy nude women. She was ready to climax and just before she got to the point of no return, Time was called. All the players pulled away instantly knowing Aggie was on the edge of exploding.

As the active players returned to their seats, Aggie took deep breaths to try and control herself before standing and shakily walking over to her seat, falling into it.

Hannah offered the tureen to Erin and she drew a card. “Suck nipples for 30 seconds,” Erin read and looked at the other players. She sighed, stood up, and dropped to her knees in front of Shay. Erin took one of Shay’s nipples in her mouth and didn’t move until time was called.

Shay took her card and shifted to a more reclined position. She reached for her pussy and began to rub a finger through her slit saying, “Masturbate for 30 seconds.” Shay slipped two fingers into her pussy. Her back arched and her eyes fluttered closed as she slid her fingers deeper into herself. Shay was floating away on a cloud of pleasure when she heard Hannah call time.

Christina read, “If you have clothes… Well, that doesn’t apply. Roll the die, if that player is naked, which we all are, give them oral sex for 30 seconds.” Christina took the proffered die and rolled it. The die bounced and skittered across the stage, and ended up on six.

Christina jumped up, ran over to Aggie, dropped to her knees, and pushed Aggie’s legs apart. Christina started kissing her way up Aggie’s smooth toned thighs working her way up to the tantalizing juicy center. Aggie threw her head back and gasped every time Christina’s lips touched her sensitive skin.

Christina paused and inhaled Aggie’s intoxicating scent. She licked her lips, leaned forward and planted a kiss right on her clit. Aggie shot up in her seat and grabbed Christina’s head, forcing it into her. Christina licked Aggie’s labia several times and was just about to thrust her tongue into Aggie when time was called.

Vee ***********ed a card and looked at Aggie saying, “I get to write on someone now. Die please.” She shook the die and rolled it gently. It bounced once then landed with the number one up.

Vee grabbed a marker and wrote in large letters on Erin’s stomach,

‘I am a sullen bitch who needs to be ass raped by the biggest dicks in town.’

Everyone started laughing hysterically. Erin clenched her fists and silently fumed, hoping for a chance to get back at the freak of nature who kept humiliating her.

May pulled a card that allowed her to skip her turn and once again Aggie was stopped before she could pull a card.

“The last card of the round,” Hannah announced.

Aggie drew her card and laughed. “First I was being spanked, now I’m a fucking doll for people to pose.” She held her hand out for the die and rolled. The die bounced off the stage and no one could find it. Hannah went backstage and got another one. Aggie rolled again, this time it came up four.

Vee told Aggie to stand on her tiptoes facing away from the audience, legs shoulder-width apart and to spread her ass cheeks. Once Aggie was in a satisfactory position Vee made a clicking sound like she took a picture, then told Aggie to get in a reverse doggy position. Aggie looked at her in confusion.

“Get on all fours, facing up like a crab walk from gym class. Keep your legs spread too.” Aggie got in the position and when Vee was happy, she made a clicking sound.

“Now I want you to lay back and stretch your legs as wide as possible. Aggie did so and her outer lips separated, letting those in the front rows see the inside of her pussy. Another clicking sound, letting Aggie know a new position was coming.

“Now sit with your right side to the audience. Your right leg sticking straight out and your left leg bent and crossed over your right. Now lean back a bit resting on your hands, and arch your back. CLICK”

“Now facing the same way, get up on your tiptoes, and squat down with your chin resting on your knees. Let your arms hang down, so nothing is exposed. Look toward the audience, and tilt your head slightly,” Aggie complied.

Vee smiled at the sexy pose and wished she had a camera for real, “click “she said and returned to her seat.

“And that brings us to break,” Hannah announced.

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Round 7

This break lasted longer than the others when the players tried to go to the stage, Hannah told them, “There’s a slight delay while we take care of something.” After almost 20 minutes, everyone was let back into the auditorium.

The players noticed that there were only 5 seats left and Erin’s stuff was missing.

The disembodied voice announced, “Player one was informed that she would not be allowed to complete the initiation for The Sisterhood of the 7, due to her attitude and failure to follow the established rules. She escorted out and will not return. All remaining players are offered apologies. Hannah, please continue the game.”

Hannah nodded and went to Shay, who drew her card and read, “If you are not fully naked, this dare is optional. Pick one or more players to give you oral sex until you are satisfied. Oh finally!” Shay exclaimed. “I won’t be greedy, I want May.”

May stood up and walked over to Shay who was laying on the stage. May crawled between her legs and buried her face in Shay’s steaming sex. May thrust her tongue into the dripping orifice and coated one of her fingers in the excess cream she was unable to swallow. May then shoved that finger into Shay’s ass, causing Shay to moan in pleasure. May started to ass fuck Shay while licking the insides of her pussy. Shay was gasping and groaning in pleasure when May took her other hand and pressed two fingers into her pussy as she continued to lick it as fast as she could.

“Yes, oh fuck yes May, lick my cunt and drink my cum,” Shay cried out. Her body stiffened and she started wailing and thrashing. May continued to drive her fingers into Shay as her body thrashed in orgasm. Shay, lost in orgasmic bliss, tried to push May away. May sat back and smiled, her face covered in Shay’s cum.

Christina drew next, “I see a pattern here. I got the same thing. I want Aggie, God do I want Aggie.”

Aggie knelt between Christina’s legs and tentatively started licking her lips. Her hand reached up and started feeling her firm breasts. Christina wrapped her long legs around Aggie’s head and pulled her in deeper. Christina’s breathing grew faster and faster as Aggie got a little more aggressive and began to probe her snatch with her tongue. Aggie’s tongue found Christina’s clit and began to flick it. Christina shuddered, closing her eyes and suddenly the room was filled with a stream of Spanish as Christina reached the pinnacle of pleasure. Aggie laid her head down on Christina’s leg and stayed there, needing the physical contact of her friend turned lover.

Vee looked at the naked girls and said, “I can’t decide who to choose, so I want May to eat me, Aggie and Christina to suck on my tits, and Shay to kiss me.” As the players got into position, Vee reminded them, “I like it rough, so have at it.”

All the players shared a glance and as one they leaned down and bit Vee hard on various body parts. “HOLY SHIT! YESSSSSSSSSSS!” she exclaimed and began to kiss Shay. Aggie and Christina pulled her tits out as far as they would go and began to pinch them while May was forcing her fist into Vee.

Vee was in heaven enjoying the sensations from her body getting ever closer to the orgasm she had been denied all night. Her thighs clamped on May’s head and her hands found two pussies. She had no idea whose, but she stuck a finger in each and started to finger those two girls.

Vee felt her orgasm building and she tried to hold it back as long as she could. She violently arched her whole body so that only her head and feet were touching the ground. May lost contact with Vee’s vag, the cool air hitting her hot pussy pushed her over the edge. Vee’s hips began to thrust and she cried out as her cream began to spay out of her with so much force it hit Hannah in the chest. Vee had no idea how long her orgasm lasted, but she was completely and totally satisfied like never before. She grabbed May and kissed her hard while the others retook their seats.

May kept Vee right where she was begging, “Please pleasure me, and don’t be gentle. I always wanted someone to be rough with me.”

Vee smiled at her new friend and started to roughly finger fuck the tiny oriental, while she pinched and squeezed and twisted various body parts. May was in seventh heaven, getting one of her salacious desires fulfilled. She was being used and abused in front of a group of strangers. She was thrilled at the way Vee was treating her. The combination of pleasure and pain had her cumming in no time.

Vee picked up May and carried her to her seat. Vee sat down holding May and gently rubbing her back and kissing her.

Aggie looked around the room and realized it was her turn. She looked up at Christina and no words were spoken. They kissed each other, Aggie lay down on the floor and spread her legs for Christina. Christina slid her hands under Aggie’s ass and pulled her up and she thrust her tongue into Aggie’s waiting crease.

“Lick my pussy, baby. Eat me long and hard. Make me cum. Lick my dripping pussy, suck up all my juices, drink me dry you sexy bitch.” Aggie was amazed to hear herself talk like this. She had never known how good sex could be. She now knew why Lars had kept wanting her to suck his dick. Aggie lost all control of her body and started screaming gibberish as her first real orgasm took control of her, turning her into a pile of jello. Christina stopped when Aggie quieted down.

The audience erupted in applause, cheers, and catcalls as Hannah led the players off the stage. A few other girls went and got the boxes filled with clothes for them.

“Great game ladies,” Hannah told them. “One of the best I’ve seen. If you want, we have rooms made up for you to sleep in, or you can go home and be back here around 8 am for breakfast.”

The girls were too tired to make the drive and they all decided to stay. “We don’t have enough rooms so you’ll have to pair up. Shay, if you don’t mind you can stay in my room, Aggie and Christina can share one room, and Vee and May can take the other.”

They all agreed to these arrangements and followed Hannah out of the auditorium, still naked, to the bedrooms.

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A frustrated young woman has to go see what the big deal is.

‘What the hell, Sarah? Why do you just come walking into the office making out with your wife, Becky? You know I work here, right?’ I thought, shooting them a dirty look.

Neither of them even acknowledged me and went into Sarah’s office a minute later. I sighed and tried to get my work done.

“I swear every time I see them just going at it like that, they infect me, so I can’t get shit done, but that floozy whines to me that I’m running behind. WTF, really? Is it a joke, or just a ploy to get me to freak out so she can fire me? I mean, tell me, so at least the mystery will go away.”

They gave me a few distraction-free minutes, but then they came back out there. I bit down on my bottom lip and tried to keep my eyes off them, but of course, it was like trying to ignore a knife lodged in my gut. A minute later, Becky came to my desk and moved some stuff on my desk.

Then I watched her sit on it, facing away from me. “Hey, Sarah, Becky, what the hell? You’re sitting on my desk. Do you not realize that you’re not in your wife’s office now?”

“Hey, that’s my wife,” Sarah bitched, coming towards me. “You can’t talk to her like that.”

“Hey, Sarah, I may not have my own office here, but this is still my desk, though. Did you two get tired of making out and fucking in your office? This is my desk. Can’t you two at least respect my stuff? I fully realize this is your office, Sarah, but shit, come on, how much bullshit am I supposed to deal with here?” I griped, pushing my stuff back. “It’s bad enough I have to deal with this sexual work environment, and I’ve been more than patient with you, but I’m calling bullshit now.”

“Wait, don’t you like girls, though, Jill?” she pondered, coming toward me.

“Yes, but that doesn’t mean I want to see you two making out all the time. Should I just consider myself lucky that you two don’t have sex out here? I swear if you lie and say you don’t have sex in your office, I’m gonna scream.”

“So, fucking what if I make out with my wife out here? As you said, this is my office, and I have the right to make out with her anywhere I damn well please,” Sarah made clear, setting her hands on my desk. “You didn’t pay for this desk; I did. You’re not the best worker, you know, so it’s not like you have a good work ethic to fall back on either, so I’d tread carefully with it if I were you. I think having to see us make out is a small price to pay for the money you make and the shitty job you do.”

“Well, Sarah, I might be able to work better if you didn’t make out all the time and moan at the top of your lungs too in there. I get it; Becky here knows what she’s doing down there; congrats, you hooked a whale instead of a fish, but that shouldn’t mean I have to pay the price, though. I should be able to work in a traditional work environment where I don’t have to see you two going at it and hearing it just outside that office right there either. Is that too much to ask, whether I’m the perfect office worker or not?” I groaned, before standing.

I looked at both of them, but didn’t work a word from either of them.

“What, am I just freaking out over nothing here? Is that how you see me? By the way, Sarah, your wife here had walked through here in just her bra and thong several times. I’ve never whined about that either, so really, do you think I’m just whiny?”

“I guess so, so I must say, either deal with the bullshit as you call it, or find another job. If I have to choose between being affectionate with Becky in the office or having you, it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out which will win. I can hire a hundred different people that would like to have your job.”

I bit down on my bottom lip and tried not to scream.

“Fuck it, I’m leaving,” I groaned, getting up and grabbing my stuff.

“So, you’re quitting? It’s not time to leave for another two hours.”

“If you want to call it quitting, fine, but I need an early day, Sarah. I’ll be back tomorrow, and if you want to fire me for taking off early, fine, do it; obviously, no one is gonna stop you. So, goodbye, Sarah. I won’t be here, so feel free to fuck on my desk,” I invited them, before I just left.

I didn’t know what to think, but I just had to get out of there. They drove me nuts and had me acting out too. I just went home, relaxed in the bathtub, and did my best for them not to plague my mind. Of course, it was still an uphill battle, but I managed to pull it off.

Anyway, I came back to work and strolled down the hallway. “Fuck, I’m so dreading today. What the hell else could I do? They weren’t listening to reason, and I couldn’t take it for another second. It was like they were rubbing it in my face. Sarah might be attractive and have a pretty wife to showboat, but not here, not to me. I don’t give a crap if I like girls or not, I’m not into seeing them make out like horny schoolgirls.”

Even though I knew I was right in my own way, I surely knew Sarah saw it her way, that I was just supposed to deal with it, as she said. Nevertheless, I still put my best foot forward as I got close to her office.

I halted a few feet in front of the door. “What the fuck, do I hear moaning?”

“Oh, yes, Becky, just like that, fuck that pussy,” I heard Sarah moan.

“No fucking way, that’s too loud for them to be in her office, no, you’re in my little section. It’s not even an office, and even after what I said to you yesterday,” I groaned, before going to the door.

I opened it and immediately got sight of them. “What the hell, Sarah!” I yelped, dropping my bag. “You’re having sex on my desk, are you serious?” I questioned, coming towards them.

They both looked at me for a few seconds with the same skeptical looks I saw yesterday.

“What, you two are just going to stare at me now? Sarah, I come in here to find Becky going down on you while you’re on my desk getting your juice all over it and the papers on there too? As if this isn’t bullshit enough, are you going to bitch to me that the Davidson papers are soiled? Is it somehow still going to be my fault because nothing is ever your fault? I make appointments for you, but you’re too busy with your wife here to pay attention, so you take it out on me. That was something I was too pissed off to even get into yesterday. By the way, am I fired?”

Yet, even after that speech, I didn’t get them to stop. Becky just resumed going down on Sarah like she was gonna die if she didn’t.

“Come on; this is bullshit. I can’t work in this sexual work environment. Do I have to quit just to send you the message? I love girls and think you’re both good-looking ladies, but this isn’t okay. All the shit you two pulled before was on the line at best, but this is clearly over the line. This isn’t being a good boss, Sarah. You’re both completely naked and fucking on my desk; how is that okay?”

Again, they didn’t speak, but I caught Sarah’s attention. She stared at me, but didn’t say a word. She even scooted over a tad towards me, giving me a better view of her tits.

“You’re trembling now, Jill; why is that?”

“Probably because you’re showing off your body, and your wife is still going strong on your twat down there. You know I like girls, but if I bitch about something because I hate seeing it, you think I just need it shoved down my throat here? Making me hear through that door isn’t enough; I have to see it right on my desk now? Is that what you’re saying, Sarah?”

“No, more along the lines of, ‘Why don’t you join us? So, then, it’ll be a good work environment, and you’ll feel much better once your part of the sexual things’, you know what I mean. You need to get laid too, Jill, and then you’ll feel so much better. When was the last time you got your pussy eaten, had some chick pound you with a strap on, or gotten finger fucked? There’s a reason you’re eyeballing us, even though you’re repulsed,” she added, bringing her hands to my blouse. “You want to get involved, you’re just too stubborn to admit it; tell me I’m wrong, Jill,” she implored me, undoing my top button.

“You are, Sarah,” I protested, backing away. “I’m not getting involved with you two.”

“Why not?” Becky pondered, rising with me. “It’s not like you have a girlfriend.”

She allowed me to get a good view of her figure too.

“Don’t worry, she won’t get jealous, Jill, you may eyefuck the shit out of my body,” she offered, before closing the gap.

“What are you doing, Becky?” I objected, backing away.

“Well, you got to see us; we should get to see you too,” she replied, coming towards me.

“Yes, but I didn’t want to see you two, though. I came into the small space that’s supposed to be my space and found you two fucking on my desk. It’s not a fair trade; I don’t want to get involved with you two, even if I am single and you’re both intoxicating,” I groaned, before landing on Becky’s breasts.

I glared at them for a few seconds in silence.

“I think we’re winning her over, Becky,” Sarah added, coming up behind her and wrapping her arms around her as well. “There’s no need to be ashamed, Jill, just give in to temptation. It’s just a human condition that everyone suffers from, but it’s just a matter of the circumstances, that’s all. Maybe this will help you if our naked bodies aren’t deciding for you; if you don’t let my smoking hot wife undress you now, you’re fired.”

“What, you can’t fire me for that. That’s against the law, not to mention just shitty too. That’s not being a good boss.”

“Well, there’s the door, Jill,” Sarah added, turning Becky around and having her go back to her knees. “Whether you stay or not, we’re putting this desk to good use,” she made clear, before Becky went to town on her again. “Feel free to watch; we all know you want to, so let a hand into that skirt too. Get yourself off to us, and let yourself have something good out of this. I won’t fire you for being horny, I’m a bitch, but not a mean bitch.”

“She’s right, Jill,” Becky added, taking a break.

“Sit next to the boss and get a good view.”

I bit down on my bottom lip and maintained my position for a moment. Needless to say, Becky didn’t stop, and Sarah even felt it necessary to lie back because of the pleasure too. Even though she lied on the short side, so her head and some of her back hanged off, she still did it.

I had to see Becky working her magic again. ‘Well, shit, I don’t think it’s even physically possible to do that better. She’s using that tongue and those fingers perfectly too. It’s no wonder that Sarah moans like that every time, but still, this is unacceptable. Crap, though, I feel my juicer flowing down my legs, and I’m vibrating. You clever wench, you knew I hated it hearing the moaning and seeing you two make out, so you show what I can’t see. Damn, you do have a sexy bush to showboat too, floozy, as does your wife,’ I thought, scanning them constantly.

Even though the sight in front of me was hot as heck, I still couldn’t walk forward.

After a few minutes, Becky calmly rose with me. “Come on,” she implored me, gently taking my hands in hers. “What’s the point of living if you don’t do a few things you’re not supposed to do. Spend your allowance on junk food instead of saving it, watch porn before you’re eighteen, or maybe just fucking someone that you’re not supposed to, Jill. It’s not like anyone is underage or forcing someone to fuck,” she explained, before bringing her hands to my blouse again.

She undid it without permission, but I didn’t oppose that. I just let it happen, and Sarah couldn’t resist, but to come up behind me. I felt her hands on my skirt, and she tugged it a tad first. Then she undid it, and it fell off me as Becky had my blouse off me too.

“Oh, a sexy dark green bra and thong set, Jill?” Sarah pondered, pulling on the straps of both. “I can’t say I’m complaining,” she said, pushing herself on my back. “Now, you have three choices, kiss Becky, feel her, preferably her tits, or leave. Don’t be afraid to combine two choices too.”

I had to eyefuck Becky’s body, and she was just as pushy as her wife because she took my hands and placed them on her moneymakers.

“Oh, you like them, don’t you, Jill?” Sarah gloated, pushing herself even harder.

“You already fucking I’d like them, Sarah, shit!” I griped, stomping my feet. “Congrats again, you can connect dots as well as pick your ladies. The point is, I don’t want our dots to be connected, but you decided to put yourselves right out here on my desk. The only way you could one-up yourselves there is showing up at my apartment and have me walk in on you two screwing.”

“Yes, but this was simpler, now give my wife a kiss.”

I looked into Becky’s eyes and bit down on my bottom lip hard as she grabbed my arms. They both knew temptation all by itself wasn’t enough, so they shoved it down my throat, so to speak. My hands stayed on Becky’s knockers, but she didn’t move her lips to mine this time.

She waited for me, but I forced her to wait over a minute. Even though I still objected to them and their method of getting me to play lesbian ball. Even if they were hot as hell and making it next to impossible for me to resist, I still couldn’t be distraught with them.

Then I calmly pushed my lips onto Becky’s. ‘Just as I was afraid of, I love it. I already feel intimacy coming out the wazoo, and I know they’re going to be gloating about it too. Shit, this isn’t fair at all.’

After a moment, Becky parted her lips from mine. “You see, you’re gonna like having a sexual work environment when you’re involved in the sex, Jill. Feel free to get a girlfriend and bring her by here. You may either out on your desk all you want too; I don’t think the boss will bitch about it.”

“No, but I still make the decisions around here, though, Becky.”

“Shut the fuck up, and kiss her now,” Becky ordered her, turning me around too. “And feel your boss’s jugs too, Jill,” she told me, putting them on her rack. “They won’t bite.”

“It’s alright, Jill,” Sarah assured me, enveloping her arms around me. “People love to hate the things they shouldn’t love, but do,” she reminded me, before kissing me. “Just like kissing your hussy boss, right?”

“Yes, Sarah,” I groaned, before kissing her again.

I hated them both with a passion, but of course, for gloating. Sarah said all the words except ‘I was, and you were wrong.’, but that only made it worse because she even added, demonstrating that she was right to the mix too. 

Our boobs went against each other, but hers were bigger and made it easier to push me back. Although I went back on Becky’s breasts, she helped herself feel the sides of mine anyway with my bra still on. Even though I still hated them, they found my weak spot and pounced on it. 

“Oh, she’s spouting off juice now, babe; we have her on the hook.”

“Shut the fuck up!” I roared, pushing them both away. “Quit your damn rejoicing already. You didn’t discover the cure for cancer; you shoved yourselves down my throat, so quit patting yourselves on the back and undo my bra already, Becky. I know you’re dying to, so do it. You got me to say ‘Fuck it.’ and give in, that’s all.”

“Fair enough, it won’t happen again, Jill, if you come into my office with us,” Sarah offered, putting her to mine.

I took a deep breath and took it. Then we all went in there. Becky shut the door.

Sarah went to her couch and took off the cushions. “That has a pull-out bed?”

“Yes, the sex is so much better on a bed than on a desk, Jill,” she answered, pulling it out.

“It’s true,” Becky agreed, undoing my bra.

Sarah took it off me as Becky slid down my thong too. As I was naked with them, they invited me to the bed, and we lay down with me in the middle as our backs were on the end. My arms stayed at my sides, but they both felt me high and low for a few minutes.

I shook, but not because they made me feel good. I felt awkward, to say the least, and on edge, but I was betting on this being the best in the end.

After a few minutes, Becky stopped on my tit and squeezed it a bit as Sarah brought my face up and kissed me. “You don’t need to be so reluctant and nervous, I’m just your skank boss, and that’s my wife. We won’t bite unless you want us to, that is,” she whispered, before taking my hand and moving it to her cherry. “That’s a married pussy, but that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy it. Welcome to a real sexual work environment,” she welcomed me, before kissing me again. “Oh, I see my wife heading down to your snatch now, you better buckle, well, you’ve seen me try to deal with the pleasure.”

From one second to the next, I suddenly felt Becky’s tongue come out and lick me down there. I jolted a bit and already loved the pleasure just as they were pocketing their gloats. Sarah placed her hand on mine as it remained on her twat too.

So, I had two sources of pleasure all of a sudden. If that wasn’t enough, she even squeezed herself behind me a bit, but kept her crotch in the open. So, I felt her melons pressing on my back as well, so there was no stopping them.

“Fuck, Becky, you’re like a damn artist.”

“Who is mad at who now? You could’ve felt that thrill earlier, but you wanted to fight us.”

“Shut the hell up, Sarah,” I whined, slanting my head back and closing my eyes.

I couldn’t formulate words by then, I just had to deal with it all, and they drove the fun to hell and back. I couldn’t move my fingers on Sarah’s vagina too much either, but I still felt her juice plummeting out frequently.

I lied down as flat as I could on her, and she reached over to my melons and grasped them both quite hard. So, they both had all the bases covered and got me good. I couldn’t fight the gratification at all because their hate transformed into lust too, but of course, they knew that.

I felt Becky’s tongue already flinging around like a pinball; she didn’t warm up at all and just fucked me like a lesbian pro. I couldn’t make myself feel her head; she took control of me when her tongue came onto my cherry.

I vibrated nonstop and pushed myself on Sarah as well. That only made her squeeze my tits even harder, so I knew they weren’t just turned on, but mentally dancing that they won. They managed not to speak of that for the time being, but I knew Sarah, and it would come out again.

For that moment, she watched Becky perform perfect oral sex on me for a change. I couldn’t see her do it, but I felt it, and just as I feared, I couldn’t have loved it more if I tried. I even shed a few tears within the first three minutes.

I was positive that Sarah saw it, but she declined to comment. After a few nonstop minutes, I felt Becky take a small break, and she climbed up to Sarah. I arched my head to see them kiss, but then she went right back down.

“You two are in love.”

“You couldn’t say that,” Sarah added, getting out from underneath me.

She came back to my tits and opened her mouth. I suddenly felt her licking my nipple and her wife fucking me senseless with her tongue as well. I found myself in hell, but a hot and sexy one, to say the least. Even though it was cool in there, I was sweating my ass off indeed.

“Oh, fuck yes, you two suck, but shit,” I groaned, plopping hands on each of their heads.

I just lied back and took in all the pleasure I could. Just as Becky was wonderful at eating me out, Sarah showed she excelled at licking and sucking on nipples. I couldn’t see to verify, but I knew I covered her face with my juice completely.

In addition to her tongue moving around so much, she also jerked her face back and forth. So, I was practically a novice just getting the work done by a lesbo legend, it seemed. I couldn’t put into words how great I felt; I just got fucked so well that nothing else mattered.

I couldn’t even think about being so pissed off before; I only cared that they both made me feel beyond excellent, but like invincible. Sarah surely paid attention to both of my boobs and licked both of them nonstop for me.

Even though she kept me plenty satisfied, Sarah still felt it necessary to bring my hand back to her twat again. “Your rant might’ve been valid, but still out of line, Jill. Although, we still like you,” she told me while taking a break.

I didn’t respond to that because I was too busy fielding the loving torture, so to speak. It felt so amazing, to say the least, but it still had one stinking load of taboo bullshit to lean on that Becky and Sarah created. Neither of them was shy at all about getting me as greatly as possible.

They both used their lips and tongue on different parts of my body, and they demonstrated that those were the best tools to use on me most definitely. They both used them hard and fast, and with every passing second, I felt a little hotter and ready to scream too.

They had the wits of pros and surely made it clear that they would not let me leave work angry despite what happened before. They still used the most deceitful way to do that, but they were getting it done.

I couldn’t let my fingers into Sarah’s pussy, but I felt her fingers go all over them nonstop as she kept sucking and licking on my nipples as if they were coated with sugar. Obviously, it wasn’t only about me, but them too, they wanted some young strange.

“Don’t worry,” Sarah mumbled, coming back face. “I’ll let it go after today, but right now, I’m saying I was right, woman,” she stated, before kissing me.

She pulled me up so we could both wrap our arms around each other, but Becky kept herself busy. Sarah pushed herself on my side and let her right hand on my left boob as she made out with me. I couldn’t help, but feel her right jug too.

She did most of the actual kissing for us, but of course, they had me feeling a little depleted even just after ten minutes. She made out with me just as I saw her do with Becky some many times before, so I knew she meant business.

“Hey, don’t use too much tongue just yet, Sarah.”

“Shut it, and get her off, Becky.”

I still had my hand on Sarah’s pussy, so Becky rose to my rack and began licking my nipples as she finger-fucked me.

“Oh, did you want a better look at me kissing her?”

“Yes, now keep the show going, lady.”

I giggled, but neither of them commented on that. Unlike me, Becky let her fingers in between my lips down there and immediately had them thrusting too. Sarah kept her hands on my boobs, but left my nipples uncovered for Becky.

So, they knew to give it to each other, both mentally and physically, and work together. I had no idea if Becky and Sarah ever this with someone else, but they won me over with flying colors. Judging by how much Becky was licking my nipples, they reached the same conclusion about them.

“So, how’s my wife, Jill?”

“Terrific, I totally get it now.”

“I knew you would, meanie,” she branded me, before getting out beneath me and letting her jugs hang out towards my face. “Now, you should return the favor to my D-cups.”

I took both of them in my hands and brought her left one to my mouth. I let my tongue out began licking her nipple quite slowly than what Becky was doing for me. I kept getting madder and hotter at the same time because it was boiling hot to taste her nipples.

They looked so much bigger up close and practically did taste like the sweetest cherries imaginable. I went in slow and surely destined to go faster as the mood struck, but right then, I closed my eyes and enjoyed her rack in the way I wanted.

Oddly enough, they weren’t pushy about how I enjoyed them, just getting me to do that. I let her nipple fling up and down endlessly, and I made her scrub my head too, so I knew I was getting the job done. I even kissed it for her as well and had her shaking also.

“Oh, I surely did underestimate you, Jill; I’m next to speechless now. Titillate your tart boss and make her cum too. Do it as my wife makes you feel good, so get it done and be proud to tell your boss off too. There’s nothing quite like it, is there?”

“No.”

“I know, now get my other tit too,” she commanded me, pushing it towards me.

I actually made her turn more to me, and I grabbed onto both of them even harder. In that position, I had her ever been to screw, and I could look up at her too as I made her feel good. Obviously, Becky couldn’t see either of our faces, so she went back to my twat.

“Oh, yes, there’s nothing quite like licking a snatch, is there, Becky.”

“No, there’s not. I married you for your hairy beaver.”

I laughed again, but took her right nipple into my mouth. She placed both hands on the back of my head and moved them slightly, but I locked onto her nipple as much as I could. I had done it a couple of times before on other ladies, but felt confident I’d make her feel good too.

Judging by her moans and inability to keep eye contact, I knew I was doing just that for her. I sucked hard, but so hard, my cheeks went into my face. I did enough to make her feel good and have her wanting more at the same time.

“I surely never want to make you feel uncomfortable, Jill; I swear, I’m just head over heels in love with Becky, that’s all. I’m sure if you had a chick you were crazy about too, you’d be all over her. Tell me I’m wrong.”

“You’re not, tramp.”

Oddly enough, that didn’t stop Becky from going down on me. It only intensified the pleasure she gave me. She pressed her tongue even harder on my pussy walls and had me jiggling around even more as a result.

I couldn’t give Sarah’s nipples all the attention they deserved, but it didn’t stop me from making her feel good, though. We looked at each other frequently, but failed to speak even for a second. I surely knew they’d give me another chance to woo them too, so I didn’t put too much pressure on myself.

It was getting harder and to keep myself together, but yet, they weren’t about to allow me to take even the slightest break from then on indeed. I protested, but surely proved that it was a road worth going down for such pleasure.

Becky did slow on me a bit as she saw me moving so much; she did, however, let me cool down a bit. Sarah even calmed down her rubbing as well, so they could both read each other, but still not perfect.

I was sure that Sarah read off Becky and followed suit. I couldn’t get into either of their minds, but it seemed like that for the time being. Sarah also made it easier for me to get both of her melons by alternating them for me.

I couldn’t even force myself to lick her nipples as quickly as I wanted, but she cut me a break there. I smiled once I realized that, but she was looking away as I did. I had to appreciate the irony; she didn’t want to whine about work in that area and let me walk before running.

“Oh, yes, it’s a special thing to fuck your boss and her wife too; you should consider yourself quite lucky, Jill. I absolutely hope you remember this in the future, but if not, you better not think you can whine to me the way you did again and get away with it. I do have a nice side, as you can see, but trust me, you haven’t seen the worst of my bad side,” she explained, before bringing her lips towards mine. “And you don’t want to see the worst fit; it’s ugly,” she whispered, before kissing me. “I can sweet too, but you’ve never chosen to press those buttons, just my bad ones.”

“Well, to be fair, Sarah, you have more than a few buttons to choose from, don’t forget that,” Becky reminded her, coming up with her. “I think you should try some young pussy now, babe; I think you’ll love it,” she offered, prior to kissing her.

“You think so?”

“Have I ever lied to you?”

“Yes, blondie,” Sarah giggled, feeling her hair. “My wife isn’t a natural blonde, she’s a brunette, like me, but she started dying her hair two years before I met her,” she burst Becky’s bubble, climbing down to my twat.

“It’s not my fault you in love with me as a blonde, woman,” Becky made clear, climbing above me and letting her crotch toward my face. “Get yourself some pussy, both of you,” she offered, pushing it on my head a bit.

From one second to the next, I got to taste the twat that my boss loved so much, and my boss got to feast upon mine too. Once again, I just didn’t realize what I had signed up for, but of course, it was worth it.

“Oh, you have sweet-tasting juice, Jill, I might have to keep you around now, but we’ll see,” she said, taking a small break.

“Oh, Sarah,” Becky let out, placing her hands on her legs. “Don’t tease Jill; you’re allowed to because you’re the boss, but it’s still mean. If you want to be mean and nasty to someone, make it me, because at least I can get you back for that.”

Sarah giggled, but kept going on me slow just as Becky was a few minutes beforehand. I felt her tongue moving around on, and in between my lips for the first five minutes or so, so she prepped me indeed. All the while, I licked Becky’s hairy snatch quite slowly as well.

I surely wanted to fuck the shit out of her, but I wasn’t about to push myself too far, too fast. She seemed to have an issue with that either and even reached down to my tits after a few minutes. No one spoke a word for over five minutes, but no one held still, though.

I had no idea what the oral sex giving/receiving ratio they had, but it seemed like they logged in hundreds of giving hours to perfect just how vital the intimacy was. I felt it from both of them, and it seemed more than obvious how they were so in love.

I reveled in that because it meant that I stepped into a sexual goldmine, so to speak. I didn’t know where this might go beyond when we all or just I got off that bed, but it seemed like bright skies. Either way, I was glad I didn’t quit the day before indeed.

“How does my wife’s cherry taste, Jill?”

“Like cherries, Sarah,” I moaned, glancing at her.

“I won’t fire you, but I do expect an apology. Admit it; you’d want her naked all the damn time if you were dating her, wouldn’t you?”

“I’m fucking sorry, Sarah,” I whined, before I began licking Becky’s beaver again.

“You’ll learn to love her, Jill, I promise,” Becky assured me, before blowing me a kiss.

She grabbed my hands, too, and brought them to her melons. I couldn’t squeeze them as I wanted because I was too focused on eating her out, but she did it for me.

I giggled for a few seconds. “Well, I hope you take this as a compliment, Becky, but you strike me as the woman here, but you seem motherly.”

“That’s not a compliment or an insult,” she corrected me, leaning away and arching her back to kiss me. “I see your point, though, and you’re right, I am the mother here, only one of us wearing a white dress. Her’s was green,” she divulged, before getting back into position.

“And I proposed to you, that’s why, chicky,” Sarah made clear.

“Okay,” I added, before I closed my eyes and rubbing my face all over her slit.

I felt Sarah wrap her arms around my legs and keep going on me slowly. She nearly seemed afraid to fuck me as hard as I saw Becky doing to her a short time ago, but it really didn’t matter to me. Feeling her tongue both in and on my lips down there was quite the thrill alone.

She kissed me down there as well, so she also displayed her soft side, which I just did not know existed until that day. With the mental curveball, she threw me like that, I couldn’t focus on screwing Becky, but again, that wasn’t important to her either.

It all seemed about effort, which was not about Sarah’s style as my boss, but it was still refreshing that it existed. Surely enough, I had an issue accepting the fact that Sarah was human, but she was still a bitch, though.

“Well, aren’t you a sexy princess, Jill, getting a dazzling older woman off like this? I love having Sarah’s tongue in there, but shit, you’re giving her a run for her money now. She never wants to just go slow on me anymore; you’re like a fresh slate,” she rambled, before looking at her. “Yes, you like it, but when you slam on the gas, you forget the car can just go slowly too. You’ve just been wanting to zoom down the sexual freeway and not just enjoy the sights. You still got the ring on my finger, but shit, you could’ve stopped and smelt the roses now and then, too, you know?”

“You accepted my ring, so that’s on you.”

“I’m not fighting with you, Sarah, I’m just saying you and I aren’t Vin Diesel and Paul Walker, okay?”

“Fine, tonight when we’re at home, I’ll go down on you as slowly as possible and eyeball you whole time too, happy?”

“Sure,” Becky answered, turning around and leaning down to her. “I’m just saying, the honeymoon doesn’t have to last forever, you don’t need to pound the gas, that’s all. I had Jill licking me slowly and massaging my butt too. You can take the foot off the gas a little, you know. I’m not saying we set to ‘cruise control,’ but something. I know you’re gonna get pissy, but Jill did have a point; we’ve been going nuts around here. She deserves to do her work without having to see make-out sessions all the time.”

“I knew it,” I added.

“Fine,” Sarah whined, climbing to me as Becky lifted herself a tad. “I’m sorry too,” she apologized before kissing me.

“It’s okay, Sarah; I forgive you too.”

Becky turned around again and brought her twat to my mouth also. I went down on her again as I felt Sarah do it to me again too. Once again, we both went relatively slow and made it as intimate as possible.

Becky made sure to lean back a tad so we could keep eye contact. She grabbed my hands again, but placed them on her thighs that time so that I could hold her tight. We eyeballed each other like lovers, and I certainly knew the ball was moving in that direction.

It was slow at best, but still happening as I witnessed her slathering her lips, especially after that brief chat she had with Sarah. I surely still couldn’t place myself in either of their shoes, but they displayed their true selves indeed.

Becky grabbed her breasts and squeezed them after I crossed the threshold to making her jolt. I saw her begin to lose it, but I wasn’t about to call her out. I wanted to see it in front of my eyes just as the beyond horny chick I was.

She grabbed the blanket and wiped my face. “Yes, I’m the mother figure here.”

I nodded and moved my face around just as she did for me. She certainly supplied me with more than some cum, and kept it coming out, but of course, she wiped my face to keep my eyes on her.

I felt Sarah spread my lips out and indeed injected her tongue in there deep. Then I decided to take a page out of her playbook and do the same to her wife. That got Becky to break eye contact again, but keep her palms on my cheeks then.

I let my tongue roam around in there freely and indeed came across that pleasure center Sarah had found for her so many times before in her office. I teased her clit over and over again. Sarah failed to do that for me, but if she did, I’d probably give out, though.

Regardless of Sarah’s reasons, she kept it slow with me and even massaged my thighs too. I thought she just wanted to spite Becky, which became even more evident when Becky called her out. I wasn’t going to call that out, but it was a popular opinion.

‘I just remember all the times I heard both of them screaming, but it wasn’t from one of them just going slow like this. I guess their relationship isn’t as smooth as what meets the eye.’

I couldn’t finger on anything, except they were both sexually crazed. All the other details were just irrelevant considering we were still fucking, and having fun doing it too. After a few more minutes, Sarah wanted to enjoy my cunt differently.

She calmly leaned up, and then I felt her pussy come onto mine. “Turn around, Becky; I want to lick those tits now.”

“Yes, bossy,” she added, doing just that. “Keep going at that cherry, though, Jill.”

“Yes, Becky,” I moaned, grabbing her butt cheeks hard.

I fucked the shit out of her and heard her moan quite a bit too from two sources of gratification.

“Yes, suck on those so hard, you suck the nipples right off my tits, woman. I’ll admit it, sex with you has been extra hot, but I do need to cool down now and then. When my dogs start barking, it becomes more of a chore than a pleasure.”

“I understand,” Sarah whined.

“I love you too,” Becky added, before I heard a kiss.

They both stayed quiet for a moment, but they both kept moving though. Becky and Sarah certainly showed that they were in love, but with flaws though, which only further showed that Sarah was human, unlike the picture of herself she had painted of herself even before she got hitched.

I kept my hands on Becky’s butt cheeks and tried to hold her as tightly as I could, but of course, I was licking her all over her lips, and Sarah was doing the same to her nipples too. So, then Sarah and I worked together to make her go nuts in due time.

I had no idea how long she could last, but if she was married to Sarah, and they were fucking even half as much at home as what I heard, then she’d have one significant tolerance for pleasure, and she should’ve lasted for another twenty minutes.

I couldn’t speculate too much because I was too busy making her feel good and surely loving it myself. Added to the fact that Sarah was scrubbing our pussies together as well, I was rather taken care of indeed. I wanted to extend the favor if only for brownie points.

As I literally got in the middle of them, I knew I did just that. Sarah even wrapped her arms around one of my legs and held it tightly. She got her grip on me and surely made me push my face on Becky’s twat even more.

“Oh, you’re getting extra feisty now, Sarah. I tell you to slow down, but you just spite me, you damn harlot.”

“Hey, be nice to your wife, Becky. You obviously knew what you were getting into when she proposed.”

“What Jill said, woman,” Sarah added, before I heard them kiss. “Now get my titties for that, chicky,” she ordered Becky, pushing her head to them.

Needless to say, that only made Sarah jolt around even more.

‘Damn, you’re just two ladies swimming around in your pond and fucking each other’s brains out every chance you get. You might not be the perfect couple, but you two still get each other, don’t you? You already knew she’d spite you, but you put it out there anyway. I hear you moaning now, Becky, could I be getting to you making you go nuts too? All while you please your wife too?’

I didn’t get my answer, but Sarah gave my cherry some intense workout indeed, as she kept her’s moving on mine nonstop and pushing them together so much, not one drop of juice leaked on our legs. I still couldn’t be sure if this was just normal for her or not, but she was a hell of more sexual than any other woman I ever fucked.

“Oh, yes, you like me being bossy though, Becky, you can admit it. Suck the nipples right off those boobs and do it right as you look at me. Show me how you love me to take off the sexiest parts of my body. Prove to me that you’ll still love if I don’t have any nipples there anymore.”

I didn’t hear Becky reply to that, but time and time again, they both displayed themselves and just let me draw my own conclusions, it seemed. I wasn’t expecting them to comment on everything they said to each other, but it seemed more like I was a fly on the wall for most things.

I wasn’t sure if I’d be a more in-depth look at them, but for the time being, I took in their relationship and patiently waited to get in every single tidbit I could. Tasting Becky’s sweet pussy and feeling Sarah scour ours together was sweet physically, but the mental ticks from them were the icing on the cake.

After five nonstop minutes, I felt Sarah calm down suddenly, and then I heard kissing sounds again. “I love you, I love you, and I love you some more, but if you think I’m too horny, you heard Jill; you knew what you were getting into when you married me. What, did you think I’d just get less horny, or my cherry would shrivel up all of a sudden?”

“No, smart-ass, I’m just saying, again, we’re not Vin Diesel and Paul Walker slamming on the gas to win a quarter-mile race. We’re gonna be driving for a long time, so let’s pace ourselves a little bit. We’ve been married for less than a year, and I already have a twenty-year-old between my legs.”

“I’m twenty-one, Becky.”

“Will you at least admit I have a point, Sarah?”

“Yes, we’re both not having regrets, but picking up on some things we don’t love about each other, that’s all. I get you, so we can ease off the gas a tad if that’s what you want, but not too much. Jill does have a mouth, but she did have a point; we both knew who each other were before I popped the question.”

“Fair enough,” Becky added, getting off me and bringing me up with them too. “Let me ask, Jill, was she a bitch when you started working for her?” she pondered, wrapping arms around me.

“Um, yes, I guess.”

“Yes, but now you’re seeing her in a different context, right?”

“Yes.”

“You don’t want her to be perfect, just better because she can be, correct?”

“Um, just to be clear, I’m not getting fired, right?”

“No, Jill, you’re not getting fired anytime soon,” Sarah replied, before kissing me. “Now, answer my wife’s question; she’s not gonna let it go.”

“Okay, yes, I’d like you to be better because you can be, even before today.”

“Fine, maybe you have a point too. We’ll be more professional and not make this a sexual work environment, Jill, fair enough?”

“Yes, Sarah.”

“Although,” Becky added, increasing her grip on me my boobs. “I think that your boss really likes now, so she might want to have back with us sometime, don’t you, Sarah? You’ve been looking at her just how you looked at me when we started dating. You have a sweet pussy, Jill, and of course, a solid pair of tits too. So, I think if you play it right, you can get some more money too. Truth be told, she was concerned last night that you’d quit. Although, you know her, so she let her snatch lead her, and had me go to town on her on your desk.”

“Is that true, Sarah?”

“Yes, as you know, and she’s pointed out several times, I am a tart, and I can be better. If you stay and maybe help my wife and I put in a spark so we can slow down on each other a bit, I will give you a $2 raise; sound good?” she pondered, taking my hands in hers.

“3 bucks, chicky,” Becky added. 

“You’re a pain in my ass, Becky.”

“You love her, though, Sarah.”

“Okay, a $3 raise.”

“Deal, Sarah,” I replied, before kissing her.

“Good, but get to work now; we’ve kept you busy long enough.”

“Okay,” I replied, before getting in kisses to both of them. “You better give me that raise, of I’ll stick your wife on you.”

“I will, Jill, now get to work.”

I grabbed my clothes, left them, and went back to my little office. “Well, I’m certainly glad I didn’t quit.”

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More cuties need to be bred while mind-controlled!

The Mind Control Device

Chapter Twenty-One: Breeding Mind-Controlled Cuties

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2020

Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this!

Eve “Dusk” Michaels

Dolly execute pep rally speech and then lead the cheerleaders in getting fucked by the football team, I typed into the command queue as the pep rally at my college was underway. We were up against our rivals tonight, and the school was getting into the excitement. Cheerleader Squad One follow Dolly lead and fuck the football team.

There were so many new additions that had been added to the smartphone app for my daddy’s mind-control device. One of them was the queue system. It let you put in a bunch of commands and then execute them all at the same time. No more having to type fast.

Football Team fuck the cheerleaders once they are in position

There were also “groups” where you could give commands to specific people who had been clustered together into their own unique group names. It was such a fascinating thing. I loved using it. My pussy dripped cream and cum down my thigh. Daddy had pumped me full of cum.

Mrs. Carrie Faye will approach Dusk and offer to use an anal vibrator on her and lick her pussy clean

My second-period professor would be thrilled to do that. I had programmed her to love having sex with me. One of the first things I had done. I shuddered and tapped the screen, executing that command as the bleachers were getting settled by the students.

Dolly darted out from the cheerleaders, dropping her pompoms. I had the pep rally speech preprogrammed into the phone. It was all so fascinating all the extra features Daddy and Vivian had implemented. I found this all so exciting.

“Good afternoon, Thompson College,” she said, her large breasts bouncing. She wore only her pleated skirt like the other cheerleaders. Her tits heaved as she thrust her right arm in the air and then did a high kick, flashing a shaved, pregnant twat.

She was already knocked up with Daddy’s child. It had been two weeks since Daddy first mind-controlled me, but I wasn’t pregnant. Yet. I would be. Daddy would breed me. He had to. I was his slutty daughter.

“Are you ready to get wild!” Dolly demanded. “We’re going to crush those sniveling Wolverines! We’ll trample them and dominate them because our boys are the best!”

The other cheerleaders all whooped and did their own high kicks and jumps that sent their breasts jiggling and skirts flashing. The students were all excited, especially the boys, who were staring at the cheerleaders like a pack of ravenous dogs.

I smiled as Mrs. Faye approached me. She was a gorgeous, blonde woman in a low-cut blouse that showed off her big boobs to perfection. The MILF dressed to show off her married body. She had a saunter to her steps as I leaned back on my spot on the bleachers. The space before me was conveniently open.

Mrs. Faye ducked and smiled when I held up the anal vibrator she was supposed to use on me. Her eyes sparkled in delight as she climbed the steps and reached me. She took that vibe and licked the tip, her eyes glossy.

“I glad you have this,” she said. “I had the sudden urge that my favorite student needed her pussy licked and her ass fucked by one.”

“Mmm, you read my mind,” I said, smiling as she sank down on the bleacher before me. She was so gorgeous. My asshole clenched. The students cheered again at something Dolly said. I wasn’t paying attention.

Mrs. Faye adjusted her position. She was so sexy. The hot wife licked her hungry lips, staring at my pussy. My short skirt did nothing to cover my legs. My pussy dripped juices and cum that ran down my taint I shivered as she leaned her head in. Her blonde hair brushed my inner thighs. A shiver ran through me at that fleeting contact. I groaned, my cunt on fire.

Then she pressed her mouth into my twat. She licked up the cum leaking out of me. I moaned, pushing up my glasses. My pigtails slipped off my shoulder as the naughty professor lapped the incestuous spunk leaking out of me.

“Mrs. Faye,” I moaned.

“Okay, girls, let’s show the college how our football team dominates!” Dolly shouted, her breasts bouncing. “On your knees, bitches! Prepare to get fucked!”

I glanced at the girls, smiling to see all the cheerleaders save Dolly falling to their knees. She was Daddy’s. Only he got to fuck her at the college. But the rest of her cheerleaders were fair game save Courtney. She was on the other side of the basketball court where the pep rally was being held. She was eating out Vivian’s twat.

Vivian had a number of girls in her lesbian harem.

As the football players pulled out their cocks, half the team Black and hung, Mrs. Faye nuzzled the vibrator up between my butt-cheeks and rubbed it against my asshole. I groaned at the contact on my sphincter. She massaged it around in circles, stimulating me while licking the cum out of my pussy.

She licked. Lapped. She fluttered her tongue up and down my folds. She caressed me. Her lips stimulated my pussy. It was amazing to feel. The pleasure rushed through my body. I groaned, my toes curling. I leaned back, my breasts jiggling and swaying.

The vibrator turned on.

She pressed the buzzing toy against my anal ring. It widened to swallowed that humming shaft. It was incredible to experience. I closed my eyes shut and squeezed my thighs about her face, holding her to my twat.

“Mrs. Faye!” I moaned.

The crowd cheered as the football players rammed their cocks into the cheerleaders. Live porn for the entire student body to enjoy. Mom had taught me the thrill of it. I shuddered, my asshole melting around the anal vibrator while Mrs. Faye’s tongue thrust into my cunt. She scooped out jizz she found in me.

The blonde professor devoured me. The naughty hot wife knelt before me and worked that anal vibrator in and out of my asshole. She jammed the toy into the depths of my asshole. My bowels squeezed about it. I loved that buzzing grip. It sent such heat rushing through me. This wild pleasure that would have me melting.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned as she worked that shaft in and out of me. She plunged it in deep. Hard. She buried it to the hilt in me. It was amazing to experience. “Oh, that’s it. You naughty professor. Oh, yes, yes, lick that cum out of me and make me cum.”

She moaned and feasted on me. The students cheered. The cheerleaders’ tits heaved as they were rammed hard from behind. Dolly pranced around them, her big boobs bouncing as she led the crowd in cheering on the football team.

My asshole clenched on the vibrator, gripping that buzzing shaft ramming into my anal depths over and over again. It felt amazing. The pleasure rushed through me. The heat built and built, this exciting burst of pleasure that would have me cumming so hard.

I groaned, clenching my bowels down on the anal vibrator. It plunged into me over and over again. The heat rushed through my body. The ecstasy blazed through me. I groaned as that toy buzzed way in my anal sheath. It was amazing to experience. The bliss from it melted throughout my cunt.

Her tongue plundered that delicious hole.

She licked. Lapped.

She scooped out Daddy’s cum. She devoured it, loving every moment of lapping out the cream in me. The pleasure rushed through my body. It was such a delight. The heat blazed in me. I groaned, my body shaking and shuddering. I wiggled my hips, loving every moment of it.

“Oh, my god, yes!” I gasped, squeezing my thighs around her face. “That’s it, Mrs. Faye. Mmm, use that naughty tongue. Lick my daddy’s cum out of me.”

“Such yummy cum,” she moaned. “Mmm, and such a yummy cunt, Dusk.”

“Yes, it is!” I moaned, my breasts jiggling in my blouse.

My orgasm swelled with every thrust of that anal vibrator into my bowels. It massaged my velvety flesh. The heat melted through my nethers to my cunt being devoured by the sexy teacher. The MILF scooped out Daddy’s cum with hunger. Her lips rubbed on my shaved pussy lips. They rubbed over my plump flesh as her tongue brushed my clit.

Sparks flared.

The football players pounded the cheerleaders. I watched them through lidded eyes, my orgasm swelling in my pussy. My bowels clenched down on the anal vibrator buzzing away in me. Mrs. Faye fucked that hard vibrator into my asshole. She buried into me while her tongue drove into my pussy.

“Mmm, no more cum,” she pouted. “Just your yummy pussy cream.”

“You love my pussy cream,” I moaned.

“You’re my favorite slut-student,” purred the professor. “Of course I do.”

She latched onto my clit and sucked. I gasped, my body bucking. My asshole squeezed tight about the vibrator. Its buzzing stimulated my anal flesh. She jammed it deep into me and stirred it around while nursing on my bud.

Sparks flared from my clit and showered across my pussy. I groaned, my breasts rising and falling. The pleasure swelled my orgasm. I was so close to detonating. The students were cheering on the football players.

“CUM! CUM! CUM!” began chanting around me. “CUM! CUM! CUM!”

“Cumming!” I squealed and arched my back.

My pussy convulsed. My juices gushed out. The naughty Mrs. Faye ducked her head down and licked up the cream flooding out of me. I groaned, my asshole rippling around the anal vibrator while the naughty professor lapped up my passion.

Stars burst across my eyes. I watched the football players busting their nuts in the cheerleaders. One after another, they flooded their cunts with spunk. Dolly was doing high kicks and shaking her pompoms as the studs threw back their heads and roared out their passion, their cheerleader-sluts gasping out their own rapture.

It was all drowned out by the students roaring, pumped up for the game. I bucked, my asshole writhing around the vibrator. It stimulated me, sending new bursts of pleasure rushing out of my cunt. More cream spilling into my cunt. It was a heady rush that washed through my body. I hit that screaming peak of ecstasy.

I floated there while the school’s pep showered around me. We would trounce the Wolverines. I trembled through the bliss, my hand gripping my smartphone. I fluttered my eyes as I typed in the next command.

Girls Slut Squad Three lick the cheerleaders clean

The girls who I had put in that slut squad all burst out of the stands. They were in all grades, just the right number of them for cleanup duty. They were all so eager to lick up those creampies left in the cheerleaders. I smiled, reveling in the power I had.

The power my amazing Daddy had given me. I was so lucky to have the best Daddy in the world. I would worship him with my body. My soul. I would give him everything I had. I hoped he had finally bred me.

I wanted to have his baby. A daughter. I would raise her to be his slut, too. She would please him from the moment she turned eighteen.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dean Michaels

Monday morning, the college was still buzzing with the excitement at beating our rivals, the Wolverines, last Friday night. It had been an amazing game. The football team had been fired up. They knew what they would get if the won: gangbang the Wolverine cheerleaders.

And they had.

But now I was back in my classroom. I had the period open and was monitoring the newest device I had installed at the Stay Awake Cafe yesterday. I was expanding the network of mind-control devices through the community.

My door opened and Vivian walked in. “Well, you did it, Mr. Michaels,” my nerdy partner said. She folded her arms, shaking her head at me.”

“Did what?” I asked, amused. I leaned back in my chair.

“I’m pregnant.” She pulled a pregnancy test. “That’s Britney and me you’ve knocked up. Lesbians aren’t supposed to get bred by a guy. Not the old-fashioned way, anyways.”

“And you loved every minute of it,” I said with a smile.

A wicked grin cracked her lips. Beyond her, in the hallway, I spotted Courtney and Milena, two members of her lesbian harem. She always had at least a pair of them with her. Vivian had taken to wearing skirts and no panties to always be ready for them to please her.

“Well, the device at the barista shop is definitely working,” I said. “The girls are working topless and there are two women acting as community relief. Both of them are getting fucked hard.”

That was a deliciously wicked thing that I had done. Since the cafe prided itself on being a gathering place for the community, and since the baristas were busy making drinks, I put a command where any woman, if she felt inclined, could strip naked and let the community use her.

Men would fuck her. She’d eat women’s pussies. She would have no shame at all for the dirty and kinky things she did for as long as she chose to do them. And then she’d walk out of there and think fondly of it. No guilt or regrets.

Even if she got pregnant, she would be thrilled.

“The foreman texted me,” Vivian said. “The factory is going to come online today. They are ahead of schedule.”

“He got the device installed?” I asked. “I thought he was having trouble?”

“I had to walk him through a few steps,” Vivian said. She rolled her eyes. “I swear, he must have lied on his resume about his computer skills, but he’s got it now. The workers are being trained and all are under the specialty commands. They will be putting out new mind-control devices by the end of the day.”

“Good,” I groaned. “I’m getting tired of soldering motherboards.”

“Poor you,” she said. “You just want to fuck all those girls. How many have you bred now.”

“Counting you, six,” he said. “June and Kimmie are ecstatic though neither of my daughters have come up pregnant. Nor my wife, but she just went off the pill. I’m told that can mess things up for her for a month or so.”

Vivian shrugged. “I wouldn’t know.” She shifted her hips, staring at me.

“So, you’re pregnant, huh?” I asked, smiling.

“I am because you’re a horny man who made me want to fuck you.” She squeezed her thighs together. “My lesbians just aren’t cutting it.”

I winked at her then stood up. “Let’s go out and test the mobile device.”

“You have the prototype ready?” Vivian asked. Her eyes widened behind her glasses. Eager excitement crossed her face. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“To see that look on your face,” I said.

I grabbed my boxers and jeans, pulling them on, then a t-shirt. I spent much of my time teaching naked. It made it easier to reward my female students. Thanks to my incentive program, grades were up. My students were eager to learn to get the rewards.

Dolly was even doing good.

Dressed, I led Vivian out of my classroom. She dismissed her harem girls and sent them to class as we strode through the walls. We passed a pair of students fucking in the corner. That had to be June’s work. She would randomly *********** a boy and a girl and set them fucking somewhere on campus while she was in class learning.

She liked making people fuck as much as her mother did.

All three of the women in my family had a voyeuristic streak in them. Kimmie especially was having fun orchestrating crazy live porn that she filmed. She had her own website going now with people paying to watch her amateur smut.

I burst out into the parking lot and jumped into my SUV. I handed over the prototype to Vivian. It was down to the size of a cell phone. One of those older ones from the late nineties, early two thousands that were thick and bulky. It just couldn’t be slim like a modern smartphone. It needed to have the speakers in there to broadcast the infrasonic commands.

“This is nice work,” she said, turning it on. “Mmm, I see you had to modify my program a bit.”

“Just some tweaks,” I told her as I drove. “Nothing major. Why don’t we test it out by the coffee shop?”

“Sure,” Vivian said. She leaned back. “We’re going to be so rich once that factories online.”

“We have all the safeguards in place?” I asked her.

“Yes, yes,” she said. “That was a smart idea to add the ‘no hacking’ protocol.”

I smiled. My greatest fear was someone getting their hands on the control app and hacking their way into a higher user level and putting my family or me under their command, but anyone who heard the signal from the device would never want to do that. Simple solution.

Still, selling these devices was a risk. But it would be a profitable one.

I could steal the money, but I’d rather make it. There was no challenge in typing a command, and it felt wrong. It was like stealing was the strange, moral line that I didn’t want to cross. I didn’t want to commit teal theft that caused economic hardship to someone.

But letting them have fun was another matter.

I pulled into the parking lot at the Stay Awake Cafe and parked the car. The drive-thru line was bustling. I caught a glimpse of a topless barista handing out a drink. There were a lot of guys in the line. I smiled, glad their business was up.

Vivian and I headed up to the traffic light. The cars were flowing by on the main street, people heading about their day, oblivious to the power of my device in the coffee shop. I took back the portable device from Vivian and turned it on.

“What’s the range?” she asked.

“Good question,” I said. I put in a continuous command: All;if you are driving a car, honk your horn twice

I hit enter. Instantly, horns blared. Everyone in range driving a car hit their horn twice. I winced at the sound then a car honked twice. Another car. Another. I glanced at the traffic streaming by. You could see the moment the driver entered the range and hit the horn.

“Ten yards,” I said. “Not bad for this little thing. I ended the command.

Vivian rubbed at her ears.

“So it’s working. Let’s get some commands going.” I put up the ignore, incest, lust, jealousy, and obedience protocols into active. They were useful. People would ignore anything weird, incest would be seen as good, they’d be horny, would have no jealousy, and obey the highest tier of users, which was Vivian, my family, and me.

The light turned red. A car stopped. I glanced in it to see a brown-haired woman driving with a young woman in the passenger seat. The girl looked eighteen or nineteen, her hair the same shade of brown but frosted blonde at the tips. She was staring at her phone. The mother glanced over at her daughter, cheeks growing red. The mom squirmed.

So did the daughter.

I glanced at the phone and ***********ed the mom’s dot, labeled A4891C.

Climb out of the car and ask Dean to breed 501A4B then begin stripping 501A4B

I added that to the queue then tapped the daughter’s dot, 501A4B.

Climb out of the car and allow A4891C to strip you then be excited to be bred by Dean.

Lastly, I added ***********ed the mother’s dot again and added a final command:

After stripping 501A4B, fall to your knees and beg to eat out Vivian pussy

I executed the command string then shoved the portable device into my pocket. I felt it bulge there. The doors opened.

“Are we having fun?” Vivian asked, pushing up her glasses. Her short, black hair swayed about her shoulders as the mother walked around the car and the daughter fidgeted on the curb.

The mother stared right at me. “I’m so glad you’re here. I need you to breed my daughter.”

I smiled, loving the little additions mind-control people would add to rationalize what they’re doing.

“She’s eighteen, and she just needs to be bred by you, don’t you, honey?”

The girl blew a bubble with the gum I hadn’t realized she’d been chewing. It was a vibrant red and the scent of watermelon filled the air. Her bubbled popped and she said, “Yeah, I do. Ooh, strip me naked, Mom. I need this guy to breed me. He’s perfect.”

“You’re going to be hit up with the mother of all child support bill if you keep breeding girls, Mr. Michaels,” Vivian said, shaking her head as the brunette mother began pulling off her daughter’s blouse.

“Yes, I am,” I said.

A cop car appeared on the other side of the intersection. He was outside of the range, but I didn’t care. The cops in my town were all under my power. After the mall, I had installed devices in their precincts one after another. Every cop knew to let me have my fun.

I waved to him. He waved back.

The mother tossed her daughter’s blouse through the open passenger window. The girl’s breasts were plumper than I thought. Maybe C-cups. They were held in a purple bra that her brother reached behind to unhook.

Vivian fished the device out of my pocket and she typed something into the phone.

“Oh, your breasts are just so cute,” the mother said. She squeezed her daughter’s breasts. “Mmm, just perfect. You’re going to get Mr. Michaels so hard. He’s going to breed you.”

“He will, Mom,” the girl moaned then gasped as her mother leaned over and sucked on her nipple. Right here on the street corner.

I remembered how scared I was the first time I’d tested the mind-control device. I’d driven two hours from home to a park that had no surveillance systems. I wanted to make sure that no one could find me if things didn’t go wrong. Now, I was orchestrating things in plain sight. The portable device was working. Those who might object would have to enter its influence to stop us.

The mother sucked for one last time on her daughter’s nipple. She popped her lips off, leaving the pink nub gleaming with spittle. The girl shuddered, her perky tits jiggling as her mother bent down and attacked the girl’s fly. She wore hip-hugging jeans, not unlike Dusk would wear before she went to all skirts.

Those were just better for letting me get my dick into Dusk’s cunt.

My cock ached as the mother pulled down those jeans. She tugged them, working them off slowly, fighting against the stretchy material. The daughter’s tits jiggled. She smiled at me, this winsome, little grin that just brimmed with hungry promise.

The mother pulled off the jeans, taking off the girl’s shoes in the process. She stood in her ankle socks until her mother pulled those off one by one while Vivian typed. With a hungry groan, the mother sucked one of her daughter’s toes into her mouth.

“Oh, Mom!” gasped the girl. “That’s nice, but I have to be bred. You have to get me naked.”

“Mmm, sorry,” the mother said while Vivian kept typing. “Your toes are just so cute. When we get home, I’m going to have to lick them and love them and play with them.”

“Did you just give her a foot fetish?” I asked.

Vivian grinned and bumped her hip playfully into mine.

The mother’s hands slid up her daughter’s sleek thighs. The girl’s round breasts jiggled. She whimpered, clearly the touch exciting her. The mother reached the purple panties the girl wore, white lace trimming the waistband. It added a nice contrast. The mother hooked the panties and drew them off.

The daughter was shaved and wet. Her tight slit had that delicious gleam of arousal. Vivian moaned beside me, licking her lips. We had similar taste in girls. We liked them barely legal, though Vivian also enjoyed older women. She liked fucking them with strap-ons while they went down on Britney.

Britney’s mother loved it.

Kimmie was the only woman my age I had much interest in. My wife had that youthful countenance. She had been blessed. She was perfect for me. And she did get off pretending to be that barely legal slut for me.

Naked, the girl bent over the hood of her car. She clenched her butt-cheeks, her pussy dripping juices down her thighs. She thrust a hand between her legs and parted her cuntlips with a pair of fingers. Her pink flesh gleamed at me. Not a virgin, but those were so hard to find these days.

“Please, please, Dean, breed me,” she moaned.

“Breed my daughter,” the mother purred even as she fell to her knees before Vivian. “Let me eat your pussy. I bet it’s yummy.”

“Thank you, Mr. Michaels,” said Vivian. “Lift my skirt, mommy-slut, and lick me out. Mmm, just imagine you’re eating your daughter’s cunt. I know that’s the pussy you really want.”

“It is,” groaned the mother. “After I lick her toes, I’m going to eat her cunt. Just worship my daughter’s twat.”

“That’s right,” Vivian said, sounding so pleased. She pushed up her glasses. “Now get to feasting, MILF.”

“Yes, Vivian!”

The MILF shoved up Vivian’s skirt to reveal her black bush. With a hungry groan, the MILF buried her face into pregnant pussy. I smiled as Vivian groaned. She tossed back her head and just enjoyed getting eaten out on the street corner.

Cars were honking and people pointing. A guy jogged up, whipping out his camera only to hit the boundary of the mind-control device and to just stop caring about our fucking. He ignored us and shoved his phone back into his pocket. He looked confused as to why he’d run over here. He turned around to head back the way he came. He gave a final look and blinked, outside of the range. He whirled around and darted back in.

Only to ignore us again.

It distracted me so much, I almost forgot about the girl I need of getting bred. But she hadn’t. “Dean, Dean, I need your cock in me. You can’t breed me if you don’t fuck me.”

“Right,” I said and unsnapped my jeans. I unzipped my fly. My pants fell down my legs. I shoved off my boxers. My dick popped out, thrusting hard and ready.

“Mmm, breed her, Mr. Michaels,” moaned Vivian. “Mommy dearest here’s going to lick that slut clean when they get home.”

“After sucking on her toes,” moaned the MILF into Vivian’s cunt.

“That’s right.” Vivian grinned, her eyes squeezing shut behind her glasses. “Damn, Mommy dearest, you got a tongue on you. Just made to lick your daughter’s cunt.”

“Yes, it was,” I panted and pressed my cock into the girl’s spread open lips. My dick pushed them apart even more. The girl gasped, her head snapping up.

As the cars honked at the backup and the pedestrians out of range of the device shouted, I sank deeper and deeper into the girl’s twat. My dick slid into her cunt. The heat engulfed my dick. This wonderful, delicious, amazing cunt squeezed about my cock.

It was amazing to enjoy. Her pussy clenched down about me. I shuddered as inch after inch of my cock vanished into her cunt. That hot, tight twat gripped me. I groaned, my balls tightening as I bottomed out in her.

“Mr. Michaels,” she moaned in delight. “Oh, yes, yes, I love it. I love your dick in me. You’re going to fuck me hard and breed me, right? I need you to breed me.”

“Breed my daughter,” the mother moaned from beneath Vivian’s skirt.

My nerdy partner just smiled, her nineteen-year-old body trembling as she ground her snatch on the MILF’s face. She grabbed the woman by the back of the head through her skirt, holding her in place. I loved the pleasure she took in this moment.

I liked it when people felt good.

I drew back through the girl’s pussy. Her young cunt gripped my cock. She held on tight, her twat massaging me. The pleasure shot down my shaft to my balls. I loved it. I savored that silky heat as I buried back into her. I fucked hard into her.

Fast.

I rammed into her cunt with powerful strokes. She groaned, her snatch clenching down around my dick. That wonderful twat gripped me. The heat of her twat washed through my cunt. It was amazing to feel. The pleasure rushed through my body. I thrust away at her. I fucked her hard and fast. I plowed into her cunt with powerful strokes.

She groaned, her twat squeezing about me. The pleasure was amazing. It was such a delight for me to feel. To experience. I groaned, savoring the rapture of that tight cunt squeezing about my dick. Her pussy gripped me.

I buried forward hard. Fast. I savored her juicy twat gripping me. My balls cracked into her shaved folds. Her clit. The car’s shocks creaked. I watched the traffic having to drive around her as the car I fucked her on blocked a lane. I stared at those oblivious people.

It was so hot to fuck this girl’s pussy in public.

I reveled in it as I plowed into that hot, tight sheath.

Her youthful flesh gripped me as I thrust into her hard. Fast. I buried into her again and again. I slammed to the hilt in her snatch. The pleasure radiated down my cock. My balls drank in the heat from her cunt. The ecstasy rippled through me. It was amazing.

I groaned, loving every moment of it. I fucked her hard. Fast. I buried to the hilt in her again and again. I loved every second of it. She whimpered and moaned, her juicy snatch gripping me as I plowed into her.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she gasped. “Oh, my god, that’s amazing. You’re going to breed me with that cock, Dean.”

“Yes!” I growled, thrusting into her cunt, her hot flesh squeezing about me. “Right here on the street corner. You’re going to know where your baby was made.”

“Uh-huh!” Her pussy gripped me. That silky sheath massaged my cock. “Oh, Dean, pump me full of that jizz. I need it. Want it.”

“Breed my daughter!” the MILF moaned, voice muffled by Vivian’s juicy snatch.

“Oh, yes, breed her,” groaned Vivian., “And you, Mommy dearest, make me cum. You can do it. Yes, yes, put that tongue to fucking use. Lick me out. Eat me. I want to cum on that hungry mouth. I want to gush all my juices down your fucking throat.”

The woman moaned in delight. Vivian shuddered.

I loved it. I thrust with all my might into the girl’s twat. Her cunt squeezed around my dick. My balls tightened. The moment of my eruption came closer and closer. I would explode in her. I would have such a huge orgasm.

I would baste her cunt with my seed.

I loved breeding barely legal pussies. I savored every thrust into their young cunts until my cum boiled into them. I wanted to breed my daughters. My wife. Then I wanted to breed their daughters. The girls at my college. Random sluts at the mall or just driving down the street.

I wanted to breed them all.

“I’m going to cum in that juicy cunt, slut,” I groaned, my crotch smacking into her rump. “You want it.”

“Yes!” she hissed. “Knock me up! Put a baby in my belly, Dean!”

“Show me you love it,” I panted. “Cum on my dick. Let me feel that barely legal cunt spasming.”

She groaned, her cunt clamping down on me. The car shocks groaned as I pounded her. Flesh slapped flesh. Cars honked. People shouted. It was all background noise. There were only this girl and her tight, hot pussy squeezing about my dick.

She groaned. Her brown hair flew, her head tossing from side to side. She moaned as I buried to the hilt in her cunt. Her hot flesh went wild around my dick. Her twat convulsed. Spasmed. Her flesh sucked at my dick. The pleasure rushed through me.

“Yes!” I growled as I savored her pussy’s delights.

Her cunt writhed around me. Sucked at me. That wonderful delight had my balls tensing. I buried into her and threw back my head. A loud growl burst from my lips. My hands squeezed her hips as my cum pumped hard and fast into her.

I basted her tight cunt with my seed. The pleasure slammed through my body while the mind-controlled girl moaned out her delight. Her pussy spasmed with wild passion around my cock. She worked at it. The pleasure was incredible. It surged out of me.

I groaned, loving every time my jizz fired out of me. Splash after splash of cum pumped into her cunt. The pleasure rushed through me. It slammed into my mind. Stars burst across my thoughts. It was fantastic.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I groaned. “Oh, that’s good. That’s amazing. Yes, yes, take that cum.”

“You’re breeding me, Dean!” she moaned. “Oh, god, yes, you’re breeding me. Pump all that spunk into me. I love it.”

I growled through the pleasure. I hit that wild peak. I spurted every drop of jizz I had into her. Her pussy rippled around me, sucking it all out of my balls with that greedy hunger. The mind-controlled girl panted and whimpered.

“Mom, I’m bred!” she gasped.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Vivian moaned. “You are. You fucking are. And your mommy dearest is drowning in my pussy cream.”

I smiled, buzzing on the high. Not only I had I bred another girl, but I had a successful test of the portable mind-control device. The perfect thing when you were out of the network coverage and needed to have some fun.

Kimmie would love it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

June “Junebug” Michaels

I burst into Daddy’s classroom. I didn’t care that he was teaching. He stood naked before his students who were all taking notes. They looked so studious save for the one guy and girl fucking in the background. They were being rewarded.

“Daddy, Daddy!” I gasped, racing forward. “I’m pregnant!” I’d been peeing on a pregnancy test every day for three weeks. Other girls were getting knocked up by daddy before me and that wasn’t fair. But now… “I’m pregnant!”

A smile spread across Daddy’s lips as I flew into his arms. He picked me up and spun me around, my legs wrapped around his waist. I pressed my shaved pussy on his dick. I wore a skirt, but panties just got in the way of fun times.

My tongue danced with his, my pigtails flying. My eighteen-year-old, bred cunny ached against his cock. I ground myself on him, rubbing up and down his shaft. I loved every moment of it. My cunny throbbed with such delight. My hips undulated from side to side, smearing my pussy cream up and down his dick.

“You little brat,” Dusk panted. “How did you get here before me?”

I broke the kiss with Daddy. “Shortcut. Guess what, Dusk—”

“I’m pregnant, too, Daddy!” Dusk said. “You must have bred us on the same day or something. Because I’m pregnant, too. We took our tests together.”

Daddy swept Dusk up into his embrace. My sister kissed him on the mouth, her glasses shifting. I still humped against his throbbing cock, rubbing my hot flesh up and down him. It was so kinky to watch them kiss. To know that I was bred and so was Dusk.

“Class,” Daddy said when breaking the kiss with Dusk, “study quietly. There will be a test tomorrow. So make sure you excel. Guys, have that girl you want to fuck picked out, and girls, I’m going to shove a vibrator up your ass while I breed your pussy. But only if you score the highest on the test.”

“Yes, Mr. Michaels,” his students chorused. They were all so eager to learn. Daddy didn’t mind-control them to study. He just gave them the incentive to learn. He wanted us all to get our educations and succeed at life.

He was an amazing professor.

“Let’s blow his cock and get his cum fired all over our faces,” Dusk said. “Then we can go back to class dripping in jizz.”

“Yes!” I moaned and kissed my sister. She had great ideas.

After we broke our kiss, Daddy set me down. I knelt before him. His cock was smeared in my fresh juices. The wonderful scent filled my nose. I grabbed the base of his cock and darted in to suck on the tip. Dusk licked at the underside of his cock right where my cunt cream gleamed.

“Mmm, you taste good,” my sister moaned.

“Yes, you do, Junebug,” Daddy said, his hand grabbing my left pigtails. He seized Dusk’s right. “Both my little girls bred. My cute daughter and my naughty slut.”

“So naughty, Daddy,” Dusk purred and then she kissed at the tip of his cock.

I groaned and she moaned, our faces rubbing together. Our cheeks felt so wonderful against the other. It was a thrill. Our tongues flicked out, bathing over Daddy’s cock. Our tongues licked over the crown of his dick. We brushed each other, almost kissing as we shared his precum.

Then Dusk sucked Daddy’s cock into his mouth. She slurped with passion as she slid her mouth down that shaft. She made such wicked sounds as she sucked on him. My pussy clenched, the heat rushing through my body. I fanned my face, loving every minute of this.

“My turn,” I whimpered.

Dusk popped her mouth off and handed over his cock. I gladly sucked Daddy into my mouth. I nursed on him with hunger. My tongue danced around his crown. He tasted wonderful in my mouth. His precum soaked across my taste buds.

Drool ran down my chin as I bobbed my head. I sucked hard while he groaned. Then it was Dusk’s turn. My pregnant pussy clenched as we passed him back and forth, my hand fisting him the entire time. I stared up at Daddy.

“You bred your little girls,” I cooed while Dusk sucked.

“I know,” he groaned. “I’m going to cum.”

“Yes, yes, cum on our faces,” I moaned.

Dusk pulled her mouth off of Daddy’s cock. “Yes, yes, shower us in cum!”

I pumped my hand up and down his cock, frantically fisting him. I opened my mouth, ready for that explosion of cum to erupt. His face twisted in rapture. His brow furrowed. Then he threw back his head and growled.

Daddy erupted on our faces.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned as Daddy splashed jizz across my features and Dusk’s.

“Oh, Daddy, paint your slutty daughter in your spunk!” Dusk moaned.

“Yes, Daddy!”

His cock pulsed in my hand. He groaned, showering his cum across my face. My pregnant pussy clenched. Heat rushed through me. I would have Daddy’s baby. That was so wonderful. I was so happy to have his child.

The pleasure rushed through my body. The heat soaked my face. The jizz ran down my cheeks. It was incredible to feel spilling over my face. It ran hot across me. I groaned, loving the feel of that naughty spunk. I licked my tongue across my upper lips.

That salty jizz brimmed there. It was perfect. Such a yummy delight to enjoy. Daddy groaned as he fired out the last of it. His face twisted with the pleasure. He panted as his spunk ran over our features. I glanced at Dusk.

Her glasses had white streaks across the lenses.

“Now I’m perfect for class,” said Dusk. “Mrs. Faye will love licking the spunk off of me. Thank you, Daddy.”

“You’re welcome,” Daddy panted.

“Mmm, I’m going to let it dry while telling everyone that my daddy bred me,” I said. “I love you so much, Daddy.”

He smiled. “I love you, Junebug. I can’t wait for you to give birth to our child.”

I squealed in delight. I was bred by Daddy. This was the happiest day of my life. I rubbed at my belly as his spunk ran down my face and knew I would be such an awesome mother. My family was the best in the world.

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Dean Michaels

A month since the mall test, and the new control center was up and running. I had transformed our garage into it. The server bank was in a chilled closet to the right while banks of monitors showed camera feeds from all the various places that the devices were installed.

I had to have a fiber optic installed. The sort of data line that cloud servers needed. It was expensive, but the sales of the mind-control device would fuel it. And this was just the beginning. We’d have to create an even larger headquarters to handle the expansion of the network.

“This is…” My wife sat beside me. Kimmie’s pigtails spilled down her shoulders. They made her look so cute. “I mean, Dean, this is impressive. I can’t believe we have this.”

“Yeah,” I said and motioned to the control panel and the computer. “So you can *********** which camera you want on the main screen. The ones above are cycling through various feeds. Once you have the camera, you can move it if it has that function. Many of them are. These are the sort of cameras they use in Vegas to keep an eye on cheaters.”

“Wow,” my wife said. She leaned forward, staring at a screen. “And you can control the people?”

“Uh-huh,” I said. I tapped a button on the console. Labels appeared over everyone on screen. Most were the hexadecimal codes, but a few of them had names, especially at the college. “They’re all on the network.”

“Really?” My wife smiled and then she pulled out her phone.

Her small breasts jiggled. She was so cute and adorable. After a half-minute of typing, she stared at the screen. It was at the coffee house. Customers were in line to get their treats from the topless baristas. They were offering breast milk now provided by several lactating women. It was a premium price, but a few people liked the offering.

I found it delicious. I couldn’t wait to nurse from my daughters or Kimmie. My wife wasn’t pregnant, yet, but she would be.

“There,” Kimmie said.

On the screen, a woman with brown hair spun around and fell to her knees. She ripped down the pants of the Black guy in line behind her. She pulled out his ebony cock and then sucked it into her mouth like she was dying for it.

“Oh, my god,” my wife moaned as she watched it. “Tell me these cameras are recording.”

“They can be. It’s too much hard drive space to let them record all the time. We just don’t have that capability yet. But you can have them record when you want.”

“This is amazing,” my wife said. “Mmm, you want to breed me while I watch my porn?”

I grinned at my wife. Things were going great. The production line at the factory was producing several devices a day. It was time to start selling them. To start making some real money. I couldn’t wait for that to happen.

My wife bent over the console and wiggled her cute ass at me. That tight pussy gleamed with her juices. Shaved, she looked like she had such a young cunt. “Daddy’s going to breed his naughty Kimmie.”

“Yes, yes, breed me, Daddy!” she cooed.

I slammed into her, knowing our future would be bright.

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John Preston

“And the local cops are not doing anything about this?” I asked as I watched the sight of Dean Michaels fucking a girl over the hood of a car stopped at a light and blocking traffic. She looked to be eighteen. Beside him, a nineteen-year-old girl named Vivian Bailey was getting her pussy devoured. It was cell phone footage shot from a distance. “It’s been two weeks since this incident.”

“The local cops don’t care,” said Gina Brand. She worked with me in the federal prosecutor’s office. “The local DA told me three days ago he was looking into it. Today, he told me it’s not important. He has real crimes to investigate.”

“What the fuck is going on in this town?” I muttered. There was more and more evidence of rampant public sex. Incest. Topless baristas. And the local authorities didn’t care. “What about the state attorney’s office. This isn’t federal yet.”

“Same thing,” she said. “I talked to someone from the Attorney General’s office. He went down and now he’s telling me it’s not important.”

My brow furrowed. “Okay, something weird is going on here. Government corruption at the least. I want the FBI to quietly start looking into this and why this man seems to be at the center of it all.”

I tapped the screen and studied Dean Michaels. College engineering professor.

To be continued…

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Jenny is eager to bring her busty teacher to a special meeting! Mrs. Greene is in for one incestuous delight!

Futa’s Wild Passion

Chapter Twenty: Futa’s Busty Teacher Joins the Fun

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to FallenAngelX00 for beta reading this!

It was the following Thursday after my date with Wendy. Things were going great. Ivana continued to treat my mother right. They could play their BDSM games at work, and I had shown up already for a surprise inspection.

Ivana was very eager to please me.

Wendy and I were still friends (and sex-friends) though we were officially broken up. She already had a date lined up this Friday with Victoria. Wendy hadn’t come out to her family as a lesbian yet, but baby steps. That was what was important.

The Saturday “tea” with Pita and her mother had been hot. Of course, it was an orgy of incest. Two sexy mothers, a pair of twins, my little sister Allie, naughty Pita, and my big futa-dick. We had a blast. It was definitely going to be a mainstay at the Riter household for the foreseeable future. We might even invite other mothers and their daughters.

I had one in mind right now. She walked beside me.

Mrs. Greene patted at her short, black hair as she strode down the hall with me, her heels clicking. She was a busty MILF, still lactating since she had her second child. A late one considering her first was eighteen. I had enjoyed a few romps with her this week, private study sessions.

“I still can’t believe there’s a secret lesbian club at the college,” the professor said. She then blushed as a group of students appeared around the corner, talking with eagerness as they headed to the cafeteria.

“Hey, Jenny,” a guy said, giving me a supportive smile. A lot of the guys were supportive of me because the girls were. I think they were all trying to get laid. I hoped they did. Sex was awesome.

“Hey,” I said back.

“Stay strong!” he said, raising his fist.

I tried not to burst into laughter as I raised up my own fist and said, “Rock on!”

Rock on? Well, what was I supposed to say to that? I was proud of who I was. I didn’t have any reason to be weak or timid. My futa-cock was amazing. The girls loved it. My little sister loved it, and that was the most important thing of all.

Once they were out of earshot, I said to Mrs. Greene, “You’re going to love the meeting. Hot professors and nubile schoolgirls. What’s not to love about it?”

“Still,” she said. “Dean Washington arranged this? We could all lose our jobs.”

“None of the girls are going to talk,” I said. “They all love it. Trust me. It’s already started, and you’re going to have a blast. So, don’t think about your hubby and just enjoy yourself. I know you like eating my pussy.”

Mrs. Greene blushed. That had been a first for her, devouring my twat, but she’d loved it.

We reached the administration office. The college’s secretary desk had an “Out for Lunch” sign on it. She was enjoying fish tacos today. The secretary was one of the members along with Coach Clarkson and a few professors I didn’t have. There were plenty of girls in it, including a few new ones I’d recruited for today’s meeting.

“You ready,” I said as we headed down the hall. “They’re in the conference room.” With my new additions, there just wasn’t room in Dean Washington’s office any longer. We passed the provost’s office and then one marked, “Conference Room.”

The sounds of lesbian passion bled through the door. Mrs. Greene shivered then she gasped as I pulled off my t-shirt and then reached behind me to unhook my bra. I dropped both to the floor without a concern. She bit her lip then attacked the buttons of her blouse.

“That’s the spirit,” I cooed, my futa-dick on fire. I wanted to slide it into some hot and juicy pussy. It would be so incredible to do that. My hips wiggled back and forth, my shaft throbbing in my panties.

I dropped my skirt. I wore a pair of cheekies that hugged the top half of my rump and left the bottom bare, my cock tucked into the expanded space in the front. Designed for transwomen, they were perfect for girls suffering from the super-rare Futanari Syndrome.

I shoved down my panties next, my round breasts swaying before me. My red hair tumbled passed my cheeks. My cock popped out. Mrs. Greene groaned at the sight of it. Women just loved my dick. They could never get enough of my throbbing passion. The moment they learned I was a futa, it seemed to short-circuit their brains.

“Come on, hurry up,” I said, the moans through the door sounding so exciting. “Get naked so we can get in there.”

“You sound like your little sister,” Mrs. Greene moaned. “I’ve had her romping through my house enough times.”

I smiled. Allie was good friends with Kathy, Mrs. Greene’s slutty daughter. Since Kathy now knew about the incest, she and Allie had become sex-friends, too. We’d had a threesome after college on Tuesday, and I knew this weekend Kathy planned on seducing her father.

She was dying to get her whole family involved in the fun.

Finally, Mrs. Greene stood naked, her large breasts quivering. She had dew gleaming on her thick, black bush. I smiled at the professor and took her hand. She had such a pale face, but I knew she would love this.

I opened the door onto the lesbian orgy.

I smiled at what I saw. Wendy was having her tits getting sucked on by Pita and Briana, another one of my friends who’d been in the Lesbian Club before me, while Victoria had her face planted in Wendy’s pussy, licking the blonde with eagerness. Besides them, my twin sisters each fucked each other with a double-headed dildo while they ate out a different professor’s pussy.

Dean Washington lounged on a chair, the cheerleader, Heather, between her thighs and licking away with hunger. Coach Clarkson drove a dildo into Mrs. Johnson’s twat, fucking the married professor hard from behind while she had her face planted in Shannon’s twat. She was a senior girl whom I didn’t know that well. She also shuddered in delight.

And right before us sat my lover and little sister. Allie had her legs spread wide, her strawberry-blonde curls spilling about her face. In between her thighs and eating her pussy was Kathy Greene. Her black hair spilled over my sister’s thighs, hiding the licking delight, but the pleasure on Allie’s face was unmistakable.

“Mrs. Greene!” gasped Allie as I closed the door. “Oh, Mrs. Greene, I’m going to cum on your daughter’s mouth!”

“Y-your sister is here,” gasped Mrs. Greene.

I grabbed her plump rump. “Mmm, all my sisters are here. We love fucking each other and other women.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Allie moaned. “Ooh, your daughter’s got her tongue so deep in my cunny, Mrs. Greene! She’s so good at licking pussy! I’m going to cum.”

“M-my daughter!” Mrs. Greene stared down at the naked rump of her slutty daughter wiggling back and forth. Kathy had a great tush and a tight slit with no hair between her thighs. She shaved her snatch, of course.

“Hey, Mom!” Kathy moaned. “Just a sec. Allie’s about to cum!”

“Yes!” my little sister gasped. Then her strawberry-blonde hair danced around her head. Her little titties jiggled. She gasped and moaned, her blue eyes wide with delight. They gleamed with such passion as she trembled through her orgasmic bliss. “Your daughter is such a great pussy licker, Mrs. Greene! I hope you’re proud of her!”

“Um, well, I guess,” the MILF said, dazed by what she found here.

Allie shuddered for one more moment, then my sister-lover bounded to her feet and lunged at Mrs. Greene. She grabbed her hand and pulled the MILF down to the floor. Kathy whirled around, her black hair flying. A mischievous face smeared in pussy cream appeared.

“Mom!” she gushed and darted to join my sister.

The two pulled down the sexy professor like a pair of hungry wolves. Mrs. Greene stretched out on her back as the pair knelt beside her and went straight for her lactating breasts. Allie cupped Mrs. Greene’s right boob in both hands and squeezed, her mouth open.

A jet of white milk fired up and splashed into her open mouth.

“Mmm, I’ve wanted to do this for so long, Mom!” groaned Kathy. Then her head darted down and she latched onto her mother’s left nipple. She sucked hard.

Mrs. Greene’s moans joined the other women gasping, panting, and moaning in bliss. The professor had her first taste of incest, and it was such a beautiful sight to see. I definitely knew Kathy would succeed in seducing her father this weekend.

Mommy dearest would help her.

I fell to my knees between the MILF’s spread thighs, eager to slide into her married pussy and plunge my cock to the hilt in her. The two eighteen-year-old cuties had their rumps all but pointed at me as they nursed, wiggling them while I pressed my futa-dick into Mrs. Greene’s drenched bush.

“Oh, my god,” the woman gasped. “My daughter’s nursing at my nipple. And your sister…” Allie latched on and suckled. “Jenny! What have you done to my daughter?”

“Oh, she was a whore who wanted to do this to you before I came along,” I said. “You should hear the things she’s done.”

Allie giggled around the MILF-professor’s nipple.

My cock found the wet and juicy entrance to Mrs. Greene’s snatch. I pressed in slowly, watching as her thick lips, half-hidden by her black curls, spread to engulf my cock. Such silky delight spread over the crown of my dick. I groaned, my own twat clenching from the stimulation racing up my futa-shaft.

It was amazing.

I shuddered and panted, my breasts rising and falling as I went deeper and deeper into the married woman. I reached and reached to the depths of her married sheath. I savored the delight of her engulfing me. Her snatch squeezed tight, the pleasure rippling up my cock. It felt incredible.

I bucked on my back. I squirmed, my snatch drinking in the wonderful delight flooding up my cock as I bottomed out in her. Then I drew back my dick, sliding my shaft through her. She gasped, trembling as my sister and her daughter nursed from her bountiful breasts.

“You like your daughter’s mouth on your breast, don’t you?” I cooed, placing a hand on each of the freshman girls’ rumps.

“I… I do,” Mrs. Greene groaned. “It feels so much wickeder than when she did it as a baby.”

“Well, she’s such a cute and sexy thing now,” I said, my fingers caressing over both girls’ peachy rumps. I went down and down, following the cracks of their ass.

“Yes, she is,” Mrs. Greene gasped. “What have you done to me, Jenny?”

“Shown you all the delights there are in this world,” I said, smiling at her. Reveling in the room around us. It was a beautiful thing. The old me, before I gained a cock, would have thought this disgusting.

It wasn’t.

Though it was messy.

As I pumped my futa-dick in and out of Mrs. Greene’s tight twat, my fingers found the naughty girls’ pussies. I rubbed through the sparse bush adorning Allie’s hot flesh and the shaved folds of Kathy’s juicy twat. They both moaned, suckling harder, cheeks hollowing as they nursed with such passion on the MILF’s tits.

It was such a wicked thing to see. It had my heart pounding in my chest.

“Oh, they’re driving me wild,” groaned Mrs. Greene. Her eyes flashed to mine, her simmering with passion. “And your dick… Oh, god, Jenny, your dick is stirring me up. You know that? You know what you’re doing to me?”

I grinned at her and nodded, my fingers sliding up and down the two girls’ slick vulvas.

“You’re such a wicked futa!” Mrs. Greene moaned, adding her passion to the other schoolgirls and professors in the room.

I licked my lips, loving every moment of sharing this MILF with her daughter and my sister. I rubbed my digits up and down Allie’s furred muff and Kathy’s bald twat. Their juices coated me with their warmth.

Mrs. Greene’s cunt soaked my dick in her passion.

I thrust hard and fast into her, my round tits heaving every time I plunged into the MILF. Pleasure coursed up my cock. My pussy drank it in, growing hotter and hotter. My ovaries brimmed with cum that I would fire from my dick.

My fingers found the entrances to both girls’ eighteen-year-old cunnies. I grinned at Mrs. Greene and thrust a pair into the girls’ hot twats. My digits sank into two silky sheaths. Both girls moaned, wiggling their hips as they suckled at the MILF’s bountiful tits.

“Oh, Jenny, yes!” Mrs. Greene moaned. “Oh, my god, this is incredible. I’m going to cum!”

“Good,” I cooed, pumping away hard and fast. “Just let your bliss wash over you.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned, her snatch squeezing about me.

I thrust my fingers into the two girls’ cunts as fast as I fucked the MILF’s pussy. My digits and futa-cock plunged forward and pulled back. Three hot, silky sheaths stroked my body. I shuddered, dizzy with the lust.

“God, that’s so hot!” moaned behind me. The throaty words of Dean Washington.

“Yes, yes, do that to me, Dean Washington!” gasped Wendy. “Pump that vibrator in and out of my twat. Oh, Victoria, we have to get one of these for our date on Friday.”

“Yes!” Victoria moaned. “Ooh, Pita, work that tongue into my snatch. That’s so good.”

“I’ll tell you what, Wendy, you can have this one!” the principal purred. “Mmm, just eat my pussy!”

“Gladly!”

I was so happy she was fitting in. My delight surged over me as I thrust into Mrs. Greene’s pussy. My orgasm suddenly rushed to the front. I gasped and then I erupted so suddenly. I flooded her cunt with my cum while my fingers plunged in and out of the two girls’ twats.

“Jenny!” Mrs. Greene gasped, her face contorting in bliss. “Oh, my god, Jenny! That’s… That’s… Yes!”

Her married pussy convulsed around my dick. Her hot flesh rippled and writhed, spasming with such intensity. I savored the writhing delight. She sucked at me, working out the cum flooding out of my ovaries. Pussy juices gushed down my thighs.

My head threw back, fiery hair dancing. My tits heaved as I pumped spurt after spurt of jizz into Mrs. Greene’s twat. The pleasure was a heady rush. I swayed from side to side, my breasts jiggling. I hit the peak of my delight, fingers burying into my sister’s and Kathy’s cunts.

“Mom!” Kathy moaned, her pussy writhing around my digits. Juices flooded out around my fingers. “Oh, Mom, I’m going to lick your pussy clean!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Allie moaned, her head snapping up. She looked back at me, milk on her lips. “Jenny!”

My fingers buried into her cunt. Her twat joined the others in writhing around my appendages. I savored it. Three women—a sexy MILF, my nubile sister, and a naughty daughter—all climaxing because of me.

I loved sharing my passion.

I pulled my futa-cock out of Mrs. Greene’s pussy. My cum dribbled out. Allie threw herself at me. She kissed me with her creamy lips. Her enthusiasm knocked me onto my back. I shuddered as her tongue thrust into my mouth. She danced it around inside of me.

“Kathy!” Mrs. Greene gasped.

I pushed Allie off of me and sat up. Kathy had settled between her mother’s thighs and was eagerly licking out my cum from the MILF professor’s pussy. The sight of the incestuous loving was such a delight to witness. My futa-cock throbbed, soaked in the mother’s pussy.

“Mmm, here’s your chance to compare them one after the other,” Allie cooed, grabbing my cock. “Go for it. Fuck Kathy hard.”

“You know you’re the best little sister a futa can have,” I told her.

Allie beamed at me, planted a quick kiss on my mouth, and then smacked my rump. “Go get her, tiger!”

“Tiger?” I asked.

Allie clawed at the air with her right hand and growled, “Raawwrrrr!”

“You are so adorable. I love you.”

She kissed me again and then pushed me towards her friend in the process of eating her mother’s pussy. My futa-dick throbbed in my little sister’s delicious hand. She knew just how to touch my cock to get me throbbing and eager to erupt. I would have such a delicious time fucking Kathy after plundering her mother’s cunt.

I groaned as Allie rubbed my cock into Kathy’s hot twat. I loved the feel of her shaved pussy lips on me. So different from her mother’s. A tight slit instead of thick pussy lips, and no bush to tickle my crown. I shuddered as I pressed into her pink depths.

The girl moaned into her mother’s pussy as I penetrated deeper into her. She was definitely tighter, too. I groaned as I slid into her snatch. Allie squeezed and kneaded my rump as I pushed further and further into her friend’s twat.

“Oh, Jenny!” Mrs. Greene moaned. “You’re fucking my daughter now?”

“Yep!” I gasped. “Your pussy cream is on my dick sliding into her twat. Isn’t that hot?”

“Oh, you are such a wicked creature. You’ve so thoroughly corrupted me.”

“She had help, Mom!” Kathy moaned. “I corrupted Allie with all my naughty stories, and that made her so hot and bothered to do wicked things with Jenny and her cock.”

“Yep!” Allie agreed. Her tongue licked between my shoulder blades. I gasped at it, my dick throbbing in Kathy’s pussy. “I used all those things you taught me on Jenny. And she <em>loved</em> them. Didn’t you?”

“God, yes!” I moaned, loving the feel of my little sister’s kneading hands. “She helped me accept who I am. I love her so much. If I could, I’d marry her.”

“Jenny!” squealed Allie. She threw her arms around me, hugging me from behind. She humped her silky bush against my ass and pressed her small titties into my back. Her nipples rubbed hard on me while she squeezed my boobies. “You’re just the best. I love you! I’d marry you, too! And I’d have so many of your babies! I hope I’m pregnant. God, I soooooo hope I’m preggers.”

“Allie,” I panted, her fingers digging into my tits while Kathy stirred her pussy around my cock. Then she rocked forward, sliding her twat an inch or two up my pussy before she slid back down, smacking her butt-cheeks into my crotch. “I hope you’re preggers, too!”

Allie squeezed my tits. She dug her fingers into my breasts as I undulated my hips, meeting Kathy’s rocking rump. Flesh smacked flesh. I could only drawback a few inches with Allie draped over my back and humping my butt, but with Kathy rocking forward and back, it was more than enough stimulation at my tip.

The girl’s tight pussy felt incredible. Different from her mother’s. Not better. It was like trying to decide which flavor of chocolate ice cream was the best when they were all amazing. Pussies felt so good on my cock. I wanted to try so many of them.

And share them with my sister.

Allie kissed at my shoulders, her silky bush rubbing across my rump as I plunged into her friend’s twat over and over again. Mrs. Greene shuddered, her tits heaving, adding her moans to the rest of the classroom around us.

Pita fisted Coach Clarkson, my Hispanic friend gasping in delight at stuffing her entire hand in the PE teacher’s cunt. Dean Washington rode Wendy’s face and fucked that vibrator in and out of her cunt. The twins were now feeding their cunts to the cheerleaders while Mrs. Johnson and the blonde professor ate their assholes. Briana and Victoria had found themselves in a sixty-nine, feasting on each other while the college’s secretary used the senior girl tongue as her personal sex toy.

It was so hot to have all this sapphic passion around us as I fucked the daughter enjoying her mother’s pussy. Kathy feasted with hunger on Mrs. Greene’s twat, licking out all the cum I’d fired into that MILF’s delicious depths.

The pleasure surged through me. I groaned, fucking hard and fast into the girl’s cunt while Allie’s fingers found my nipples. She pinched them. Pleasure shot down to my juicy pussy. Then it raced up to the tip of my futa-dick plundering hot twat.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “Allie! Oh, Allie, you wonderful minx!”

“I know!” she cooed, twerking my nubs. Sparks burst and showered my cunt. “You love it! You’re going to dump so much cum into Kathy, aren’t you? Her mother is going to lick it all out of her.”

“I am?” Mrs. Greene asked.

“You are!” I moaned as Kathy said, “I’m feeding you my cum-filled cunt, Mom! You’re going to be licking so much jizz out of me. Jenny’s jizz. My boyfriend’s! Dad’s! Ooh, I’ll feed you so many creampies.”

“Your dad’s?” Mrs. Greene gasped glancing at her left hand. “Oh, god, what have you done to me, Jenny!”

“That’s all your pervy daughter’s doing!” I panted, thrusting away hard and fast into Kathy’s cunt, loving her rocking to meet my strokes.

“Mmm, it’ll be so much fun, Mom!” the wicked girl cooed.

Mrs. Greene gasped. She bucked in orgasmic delight, cumming on her daughter’s face. I shuddered, the pressure building and building at my own cock’s tip at the incestuous sight. Kathy’s head moved, licking, lapping, no doubt enjoying every drop of her mother’s cunt cream.

I know I loved my Mommy-slut’s pussy.

Allie humped harder against me, rubbing her juices onto my rump. She nuzzled into my neck. Kissing. Licking. Smooching. Sucking. The trembles raced through me. My pussy clenched as I drove my cock deep and hard into Kathy’s Greene’s cunt.

“Oh, Kathy, honey!” Mrs. Greene moaned. “Oh, that’s… You’re… Oh, my, that’s incredible. Oh, yes, yes, that’s amazing!”

She bucked and trembled. Her face scrunched up. She shuddered on the floor, squirming and gasping as her daughter kept licking her through her orgasm. Kathy’s pussy squeezed hot around my thrusting cock.

She rocked back hard but then didn’t go forward. Her pussy clenched around my futa-dick. Then her cunt spasmed around my dick. I groaned as I drew back, the hot flesh sucking at my tip. The pleasure surged to my limits.

“Oh, god,” I groaned.

“Cum in her!” Allie moaned. She licked up to my ear as I thrust back into her friend’s convulsing depths. “Fire all that cum into her pussy. Give her mother a wonderful creampie to eat, Tiger. Rrraawwr!”

“Yes!” I howled and erupted.

It was a rush to cum in the daughter’s pussy after so thoroughly enjoying the mother. My body bucked and heaved. The pleasure rushed through me. It spurted out of me again and again. I groaned, stars bursting across my vision.

Kathy’s writhing pussy milked my cock. She wanted as much of my futa-cum brimming inside of her to feed to her mother. Allie nibbled on my ear through my orgasm, sending tingles racing through me. Her fingers twisted my nipples. She tweaked them, sending such rapture flooding through my body.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped as I fired out so much cum.

“Mom!” Kathy moaned, her head snapping up. “I have so much futa-jizz for you to eat!”

The naughty girl crawled off my cock and up her mother’s body. In moments, she had her pussy planted on her mother’s face. Mrs. Greene gasped. Her hands grabbed her daughter’s ass. She squeezed tight on her, holding her in place while she feasted on that cum-filled twat.

Allie grabbed my cock. “This feels lubed enough for my butt!”

“Yes, it is,” I groaned. “Is that where you want my cock. I can’t breed your butt.”

“But I just know I’m preggers!” she said. “You’ll see. I’m the first girl you’ve knocked up. I’m having your first baby, Jenny!”

I hoped so. I wanted that so much.

“Now, I want to do some riding,” she said. “Tiger, get that cutie patootie on the ground so I can tame that cock with my booty!” She spun around and smacked both her hands onto both her butt-cheeks. “Look at the keister! That’s the ass that can tame a tiger’s futa-dick!”

“Raawwrrr!” I said and playfully clawed at her rump.

Giggling, Allie spun around while I sank down to my back. I stretched out on the carpet, my feet rubbing into Mrs. Greene’s. Hers twitched and shifted as she devoured her daughter’s pussy. Tasting incest for the first time.

What a magical moment for every mother to enjoy. If I had bred Allie, she’d have a girl or a futa. One day, I just knew I’d get to find out. I licked my lips, hungering for that day. It would be incredible. My toes curled. My futa-dick bobbed.

Allie fell on me like a strawberry-blonde comet, her tail flaring behind her. She planted her pussy right on my wet dick. Then she slid up it, grinding on me. I groaned, watching the pleasure crossing her face as she worked her pussy up and down my clit-dick.

“I thought you were going to tame my futa-cock with your ass.” I arched an eyebrow. “Or is my dick too mighty for your keister?”

“Nothing is too mighty for my ass!” she declared. “Especially not the biggest, thickest, and hottest dick in the world!”

She rose up on her thighs, her tits jiggling. She grabbed my cock and lifted it up. She leaned back, almost thrusting her pussy at me. I wish I could reach it with my tongue because I would eat that twat. But then I wouldn’t get the delight of her butt-cheeks engulfing my dick’s tip. Followed by her sphincter nuzzling up against my crown.

I savored that puckered ring. It felt so incredible against me. I grinned up at my sister. I savored the look on her face. The way her eyes sparkled with delight. She undulated her hips from side to side, a big grin on her face.

“Behold the mighty Allie, tamer of futa-cocks!” She pressed her asshole down my dick.

“Fuck!” I gasped as her sphincter swallowed my futa-cock in record time.

In a heartbeat, half of my dick had vanished into my little sister’s asshole. She sank more and more of her bowels down my shaft, engulfing me in such wonderful and delicious rapture. In a second, she had bottomed out on me. Her pussy clenched, juices beading on the outside.

“Oh, my god, that’s incredible!” I gasped as her asshole squeezed around me. That wonderful and delicious and amazing anal sheath. “That just might tame my cock!”

“I know!” she moaned and then rose up my dick.

I shuddered at the wonderful glide of her anal sheath as she climbed and climbed up my girl-dick. She held it with such a silky embrace. The pleasure flowed through me. It left me dizzy with delight. A wicked daze that could only come from my sexy little sister.

Allie slammed her velvety bowels back down my cock. She swallowed my dick with a hunger. Her hair danced around her shoulders. Her smile spread from ear to ear. She leaned forward and grabbed my breasts. She squeezed and kneaded them as she worked that hot asshole up and down my futa-dick.

“Take that!” she moaned and slammed her bowels down my cock again, taking every inch of my shaft in her velvety heaven. “Oooh, that’ll tame you!”

“Oh, god, I’m a slave to this yummy asshole riding up and down my dick!” I moaned, my twitching feet rubbing into Mrs. Greene’s.

“That’s right!” Allie gasped, digging her fingers into my tits. “No futa can resist my tight asshole. You’re going to dump your cum into me.”

“I’ll empty my ovaries!” I shuddered. “I’ll do anything, just keep sliding that tight asshole up and down my cock!”

“Yes!” she moaned in her triumph. “You’re going to give me every last drop of your spunk. I want it all!”

Such joy shot through me at the smile on her face. Her hair danced around her shoulders. Her eyes sparkled with a gleam that could only be described as effervescent. It was amazing to see. To stare at. I could be lost in those eyes forever.

She was such a sexy thing. So excitable. So amazing. She worked her bowels up and down my cock with such enthusiasm. My little sister did everything with such zest for life. It was so inspiring to me.

“Tame me!” I howled.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned, undulating her hips now. She stirred those tight bowels around my cock.

My futa-dick throbbed and ached. The pleasure surged through my body. I groaned, my cock drinking in the velvety delight of her anal sheath. My sister rode up and down me, gasping and moaning as she did.

Her little boobies jiggled every time she bottomed out on my big clit-dick. They looked so cute. I watched them as she rose up my cock. They had a little quiver as she reached the pinnacle. Then she slammed back down my asshole.

That jiggle made me squeal.

“What?” gasped Allie.

“You’re just so cute and sexy!” I moaned. “I’m going to cum so hard! I’m going to flood you, Allie! You know that? Just fire all my jizz into your bowels. How does that sound?”

“Amazing!” she moaned. “Oh, my god, that sounds just the best. Do it! Pump your futa-cum into my butt! Yes, yes, surrender all that cum to me!”

“I’m getting there!” I panted. “I just need something a little more.”

“What?”

I grinned and then I shot my hand to her pussy. She gasped, squeezing her bowels down around my cock as I stroked my fingers up and down her pussy folds. Her head shook from side to side. Her hair danced around her shoulders. She whimpered and moaned.

I thrust a pair of fingers into her cunt. I plunged them into her depths. I sank into her juicy and silky sheath. She gasped, her head throwing back. Her little boobies jiggled. She slammed her bowels down my cock.

“Jenny!”

“Tame me!” I howled.

“Yes!” she gasped, her pussy clenching around my fingers as she slid her tight and amazing bowels up my cock.

I whimpered, hovering on the verge of my own explosion.

Allie broke first. She slammed that velvety asshole down my cock, engulfing every inch of it. Her pussy clamped down on my fingers and then her twat spasmed. Her bowels writhed and rippled around my clit-dick.

I ripped my digits out of her pussy and attacked her clit as she came. Juices were already spilling out. My sister gasped, her asshole convulsing even harder around my cock as I strummed her pearl hard, massaging that bud with my fingertips.

“Holy fucking shit! Jenny!” Allie’s head threw back.

Her pussy squirted.

Not just a flood of juices but a torrent. They splashed across my breasts, soaking me in her feminine passion. Her entire body bucked, her bowels going wild around my futa-cock, milking me. My little sister howled in rapture.

Squirted again.

I bathed in her fresh and hot juices. They soaked across my breasts and stomach. Pussy cream pooled between my tits. I shuddered in utter delight, my own cunt clenching. Spasming. Then I came, my passion flooding out of my snatch.

My cum erupted into her asshole.

“Oh, my god, yes!” I gasped as I pumped spurt after spurt of spunk flooding into my little sister’s bowels.

Her entire body quivered and quaked, bucking her convulsing asshole up and down my erupting clit-dick. Her hair danced around her head. She whimpered and moaned as she milked me. The dual pleasures hammered into my body. They slammed into my mind. They were incredible. I trembled beneath her, my toes curling.

Stars exploded across my vision. My pussy-cream-coated tits bounced and heaved. The pleasure burned through my entire body. It was incredible. A delight to enjoy. A rapturous passion to experience rippling through my body. I loved every moment of this. I was so lucky to have this.

To be one in hundreds of millions of women to gain a futa-cock.

“I tamed the tiger!” whooped Allie. She ripped her asshole off my cock and bounced to her feet. Her strawberry-blonde hair danced around her shoulders. She wiggled her hips from side to side. “Booyah! I did it! I tamed her. Isn’t that awesome?”

“Yeah, it is!” cheered one of the twins. “Why don’t you come here and let me lick you clean!”

“Sure, Tara!” Allie gasped and darted away, leaving me panting and drenched in pussy cream, my dick dirty from my excitable little sister’s asshole.

“Oh, my god, she drenched you,” my friend Pita said. She fell down beside me. “Just like Coach Clarkson drenched my arm. Look! You can see how far I fisted her!” She held up her right hand, pussy cream gleaming past her wrist. “It was so hot to be in her. Want me to try and fist you.”

“No,” I groaned. “God, I don’t want that in me. Your fist’s thicker than my cock.”

“Not by much, and you slam that bad girl home in our bodies day and night.”

“Yes, you do,” Wendy said. She fell down behind Pita and just dived her head down.

Pita’s eyes widened. “Holy shit, she just went for my asshole. <em>Mierda</em>, Wendy, you have changed. I love it! Rim me! Ooh, rim me while I suck Jenny’s cock clean.”

Pita shifted her head down and sucked my dirty dick into her mouth. I groaned at the feel of my friend’s lips sliding over the crown of my cock. She sucked it into her hungry mouth with relish. My cunt clenched. The heat surged through my body. I panted, my heart racing as she sucked with hunger on my dick.

Then she bobbed her head. She worked her mouth up and down my dick, teasing me as she buffed Allie’s sour musk off of it. I groaned, my pussy-soaked tits jiggling as I luxuriated in her mouth working up and down my cock. It felt incredible to me to enjoy. My toes curled and relaxed, my pussy clenching.

“My, oh, my, your little sister drenched you,” Dean Washington cooed. The Black woman sank down on her knees beside me. The gold cross she wore dangled between her large, ebony breasts. She leaned down, breathing in deeply. “I have to eat your sister’s pussy out sometime.”

“You’ll love her,” I said, savoring Pita’s mouth sucking at my dick. I could hear Wendy rimming our Hispanic friend’s asshole with relish. “If you want a preview…” I wiggled my shoulders and jiggled my breasts.

“Gladly.”

Dean Washington ducked her head down and licked at the side of my breast. I groaned at the wonderful delight of her tongue caressing across my tit. She licked at the cream my sister soaked me in. I sighed in delight, Pita’s mouth sending heat rippling through me while the ‘s tongue climbed higher and higher.

She reached my nipple. Sucked.

I gasped as the electricity jolted down to my pussy. It slammed into the bliss brimming inside of me. I groaned and squirmed on the ground, rubbing my hips from side to side. It felt absolutely amazing to experience her doing that to me. My eyes fluttered. My heart beat with a wild passion.

The pressure swelled at the tip of my dick.

“Mmm, Allie’s pussy cream,” cooed Sara. My older sister fell to her knees, her large tits bouncing. She had her nipples pierced, the easiest way for those outside the family to tell her apart from Tara. The other being she parted her blonde hair on the right side and not the left.

“I got a tit free,” I said, grinning at her.

Sara smiled. She had Greene eyes like me. Like our dad while Allie had Mom’s baby blues. The four of us were all a mix of our parents, coming out in such different ways. It was so amazing. I couldn’t wait to see how the children I had with Allie came out.

Or with my twin sisters. Or Mom.

Sara bathed my left tit with her tongue, licking up our little sister’s cream. I groaned, savoring the way she licked and lapped at me. The incestuous pleasure swept through my body. I groaned at the bliss that surged through me. The wild passion that would consume my body. I groaned, my cunt clenching as her tongue added such a delight to Pita’s blowjob and Dean Washington’s nursing on my other tit.

I trembled on the ground. I whimpered and groaned, my hips wiggling from side to side. The carpet rubbed at my rump. The pleasure surged through my body as my orgasm built and built. Pita sucked so hard. Dean Washington nursed with hunger on my nipple.

Sara reached my other nub.

“Yes!” I gasped, the three delights all building and building in my pussy. “That’s incredible.”

“Mmm, I bet it is,” groaned Wendy, her face still buried between Pita’s asshole. “Ooh, and so is this!”

Pita moaned around my cock.

I trembled there, coming closer and closer to spilling my cum into Pita’s mouth as she polished my cock. My sister and Dean Washington suckled and nibbled on my nubs. My pussy clenched as I gasped out in rapture.

“I love this club!”

My orgasm erupted through me. I fired my cum into Pita’s hungry mouth. Spurt after spurt of my jizz pumped into her mouth. She groaned, sucking hard and gulping down my cum. She wiggled her hips from side to side, moaning as she drank my cum.

“Pita! Sara! Oh, Dean Washington, yes!” I gasped, bucking through the rapture.

Moans echoed through the air. My little sister had her face buried into Coach Clarkson’s pussy, licking at her while Tara kept feasting on her asshole. Briana rode the secretary’s face while Victoria and the two cheerleaders were in a sixty-nine. Kelly Greene wielded a dildo on and thrust it into her mother’s cunt, fucking her bent over the table while she feasted on the senior girl’s pussy.

It was all so amazing. So deliciously awesome. I gasped and trembled through my pleasure, loving every moment of it. I savored every last bit of the bliss from my cum firing into Pita’s mouth. She sucked it all out, her cheeks bulging by the end.

Then she grabbed my older sister, pulled her from my nipple, and kissed her hard on the mouth. Pita thrust her tongue deep into Sara’s mouth and the pair swapped my jizz back and forth, moaning and groaning and enjoying themselves.

Dean Washington pulled me onto her. I fucked the Black woman hard, her big tits bouncing beneath me. I pressed my paler tits into hers, grinning as they rubbed together. The heat surged through my body. My excitement built and built with every moment I drilled into her.

It was so heady.

Wendy licked at my pussy and Dean Washington’s before we finished. When I left my load in her, my friend was more than happy to lick the Black woman clean of all my seed. Something Dean Washington greatly enjoyed.

Tara found me and sucked my cock clean of the principal’s pussy juices. Then I gave my older sister a big old load of cum for her to enjoy. She had such a huge grin on her face as she savored it, her Greene eyes twinkling.

“God, I’m glad you became a futa,” Tara said. “This is so hot.”

“Me, too. I can’t wait until I get the entire family bred.”

“Sara and I have college!” she gasped. “You can’t do that to us. We’re going to get into the best college!”

“But then you’ll go far away,” I told her, a big grin on my face. “If I knock you up, then you’ll stay home where I can love you.”

She gave me a suspicious look. “Allie’s rubbing off on you. I’ll have you know, Sara and I have been on the pill for a year.”

“You’re lesbians,” I said, shaking my head.

She shrugged. “We don’t like taking chances. So you’re not breeding us. You can pump all the babies you want into Allie.”

“She’s going to keep me barefoot and preggers!” Allie declared, rushing up and hugging me.

Tara snorted. “I bet she will, and I bet you’ll love it.”

“Because it means I’m getting her futa-D left and right!” Allie grabbed my cock and gave me a kiss that tasted of pussy.

I savored it.

The orgy broke up right after that. It was the end of the lunch hour. We all dressed, Mrs. Greene and I in the hallway, and all had to wash our hands and faces. I mean, we had a lot of fun, but we reeked of a lesbian bordello.

A wonderful scent.

I was glad that I got to introduce my friends—especially Wendy—Mrs. Greene, and my little sister to the lesbian club. Things were going to be so much fun at college. Thursday, for an hour, we’d all writhe and shudder and embrace naughty things in life. It was amazing. I held my little sister’s hand, glad we could be open around these friends about our desires.

Maybe one day we could be open to the world.

Wendy and Victoria had their date on Friday. They hit it off, though her parents had no idea. That lesbian romance movie was still playing. Wendy just had to see it again, and Victoria, or so I heard, loved the things Wendy did to her in the dark theater. They were both smiling come Monday morning.

Kathy was bright-eyed that morning, too. She had slept with her father and fed the cum to her mother over the weekend. Her dad was more than a little shocked, but how could he say no to eighteen-year-old pussy being offered to him by his wife?

I know I couldn’t have.

Ivana was still treating my mom right, something I’d have to keep my eye on. Girls were still giving me looks as I strode through the halls of my college, but for now, I had more than enough lovers. My social calendar was full between “study dates” at Pita’s and surprise inspections of my mother’s work and Allie wanting to be bred.

I just didn’t have any time left for others.

It as a shame. There were some cuties at our college. It was a wild time. I didn’t know if my life would always be like this. I hoped it would because it was a lot of fun. School was something I looked forward to with Mrs. Greene and the lesbian club.

I had a great life.

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Two weeks later, Allie missed her period.

I sent my Mommy-slave to the grocery store right away. Sunday morning church could wait. We had to find out if I’d knocked up my little sister or not. The twins, Mom, and I all waited in the living room. I had Mom on her knees sucking my cock to try and calm me down. I was so excited. I wanted to know if it was true. I wanted to know that I had bred my sister.

A squeal of excitement echoed through the house.

Allie burst out of the bathroom, brandishing the pregnancy test. She rushed to me, strawberry-blonde hair swaying behind her. I gasped in utter shock at what I saw as she stopped right behind Mom dutifully blowing me.

“Holy shit,” I whispered in awe.

To be continued…

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Via is freed from mind control and has to decide whether or not to stay a sex slave to her Mistress, Mark’s younger sister Antsy.

The Devil’s Pact Slave Chronicles
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2015

Via: Freedom

Note: Mary gave Mark’s sister Via to be her sex slave.

Thursday, June 27th, 2013 – Avialle “Via” Willard – South Hill, WA

“Listen carefully, Avialle,” my Mistress said to me as we sat on our bed. She used my full name and held my hands gently and lovingly. I was lost gazing in her hazel eyes.

I had only been Antsy’s slave for a week-and-a-half. My former Mistress, Mary, had given me to this wonderful, outgoing woman. Before me, Antsy hadn’t had a lot of experience with women, and I was her guide into the delights only one woman could impart to another. We kissed, sucked, and licked every inch of the other’s delectable flesh, and my Mistress was generous enough to share her urine with me, filling my mouth with her delicious piss at least twice a day.

“Okay, Mistress,” I answered with a smile. She was so beautiful with a heart-shaped face; luxurious, black hair that I loved to stroke; big eyes; and plump, oh-so-kissable lips. My heart beat faster. Her hands were warm silk on mine and her spicy perfume left me feeling heady; I was drunk on her. Those lips were so inviting.

I leaned in to kiss her.

Her finger pressed against my lip. “Wait, we have something very important to discuss.” She took a deep breath. “For the next twenty-four hours you are free to make your own decisions and you are not under my control.”

My thoughts suddenly cleared, a fog dissolving in the light of the morning sun. “I…what…” My cheeks colored as I remembered the last week-and-a-half. “Oh, damn. What did you do to me?”

Antsy shifted uncomfortably. “My future sister-in-law, well, she mind-controlled you. And I…I’ve come to care for you. You’re a wonderful, exciting woman and I just don’t feel like forcing you to anything, even if you enjoyed it. Deep inside me, I could just feel how wrong it was.”

I bit my lip, my thoughts whirling. “Now what?” Should I be angry? I was only confused.

“I want you to think about this last week. If you want to be free, I’ll set you free,” Antsy answered. “Just…I think you’re wonderful and I’m very sorry for my role in what happened to you. But I want to keep being your Mistress.”

I swallowed. I was made her slave. I enjoyed being her slave. I want to kiss those lips. I want to claw out her eyes. “Shit,” I muttered. “I…fucking shit.”

Then I fled.

My beat-up, shitty Honda civic survived yesterday’s attack with only a single bullet hole. The bullet hole was hard to spot in the dented, right fender. It had been scary when the nun-controlled SWAT officers attacked Mark’s house.

I put that out of my mind. I hopped into my car, started the engine, and drove off.

I was so confused. I needed to talk with someone. I texted Diane; she’d know what to do. I knew Diane from a lesbian club in Tacoma, the Clam Diver. In fact, Diane and introduced me to Mary. They were friends, which kind of concerned me. But I also trusted Diane. I knew she would help me out.

“Cum over sugar,” Diane texted back. “Got a few girls over. Will figure out.”

It took me about a half-hour to drive to Diane’s apartment in Fife. I had to fight through the notoriously bad traffic on Pacific Highway to get there. She lived up on the second floor and I climbed the concrete stairs quickly, breathing heavily as I knocked on her doors.

“Hey, Via,” Diane smiled as she opened her door, a glass of white wine in her hand. “Come in.”

Diane had thick, curly black hair that fell about her shoulders and framed a porcelain face set with pouty lips and deep, brown eyes. She was dressed casually, a flowery top that left most of her shoulders and chest bare, held up only by a pair of spaghetti straps and a tight pair of white jeans.

I gave her a quick hug and a peck on the cheek and followed her in. “Hi,” I said to the two women. I recognized both from the club. The first I always had thought of as Orange because of the garish shade she dyed her hair, but Diane introduced her as Kristina. The other girl, Sarai, was a dusky-skinned, Arab woman with a nice, round set of tits that filled out a bustier-like halter top. I had never buried my face between those tits, but I had wanted to; Sarai could be a shy girl at times.

Diane produced a glass of wine and sat me down on the couch between her and Sarai. “Now, what’s the problem you’re having? Is it that girl you brought to the club last week?”

I nodded my head. “Antsy.”

Kristina giggled, “What kind of name is Antsy?”

“What’s wrong with that?” I found myself snapping defensively. “It’s cute! Short for Samantha.”

“Sorry,” Kristina muttered. “It’s just not…well…” she sighed. “Sorry. I always seem able to insert foot into mouth with alarming ease.”

“I…yeah, it’s okay,” I muttered. “God, how do I explain it. You know Mary, right, Diane?”

A smile crept up on her lips. “Umm, isn’t she just delicious.”

“That’s the redhead with the gorgeous, emerald eyes?” Kristina asked. “Oh, god she was amazing. I remember that dance I shared with her… Fuck, that was hot! I came right there on the dance floor humping her thigh.”

Diane’s laugh was rich, fond. “That was a fun night.”

“Well, you know she can get people to do things, right? You’ve seen the news. The miracle.”

“The Hoax?” Kristina asked. “Yeah, I had a good chuckle.”

“That wasn’t a hoax. I was there. Antsy is Mark’s sister, and we both watched him get shot and lie their dying before he came back to life. Mark and Mary have powers. You’ve all seen the news about what Mark can do. They both can makes people do things. And they made me Antsy’s sex slave.”

“Really?” Sarai asked, an excited glint popping into her dark eyes. “I mean, that sounds awful.”

Diane gave Sarai a side-long glance. “I think we have a budding sub here. Do you want to be my little slave?”

“Um, no,” Sarai answered, shifting on the couch. Her nipples gave away the lie of her words as they were suddenly dimpling her top.

“Anyway, Antsy freed me from their control. She feels it’s wrong to make me her slave against my will. She’s falling for me or something. So she gave me the choice: freedom or slavery.”

“That’s kinda romantic,” Sarai sighed.

“Really?” I asked. “I don’t know. Making someone your slave doesn’t feel that romantic to me.”

“But she set you free,” Sarai pressed on excitedly. “She wants you to submit to her willingly.”

“I think someone really wants to be dominated,” purred Diane. “I can tie you up, if you want?”

Sarai flushed.

“Well, Via, what do you want?” Diane asked me.

“I don’t know,” I muttered. “It’s all mixed up inside me. She’s beautiful, fun, out-going, everything I like in a girlfriend. Even knowing they forced me to be her slave, I had fun with her.”

“Could you live without ever seeing Antsy again?” Diane asked me.

Could I? A pang filled my heart just thinking about not seeing her again. I downed my wine in a single gulp.

“Another?” Diane asked.

“I think so,” I sighed.

Diane grabbed the glass and disappeared into her kitchen for a moment; my eyes couldn’t help but follow the sway of her curvy ass. When Diane came back she had a naughty smile painted on her porcelain face.

I took the drink from her and then almost spilled it as Diane’s hand lashed out and grabbed Sarai’s black hair, yanking the girl violently off the couch and throwing her to the beige carpet. The Arab woman sputtered, staring up at Diane in surprise and something else.

Was that lust I saw in Sarai’s dark eyes?

“What was that for, Diane?” Sarai gasped.

Diane pushed her bare foot into Sarai’s mouth, violently sticking her toes into the poor girls lips. “Suck them, slut!” Diane commanded.

Kristina slid next to me; her perfume was light, flowery, intoxicating. I could feel her excited breath on my neck, the lust trembling through her body as she pressed against me. Her hand found my bare thigh beneath my skirt; passion ignited within me.

Sarai sucked Diane’s toes in her mouth, a loud noise filled the room, like a baby worrying a pacifier. “You like my dirty toes, slut?” Diane demanded. “I know your type. You just want some sexy, powerful woman to treat you like the horny slut you are!”

Sarai didn’t answer; she just sucked.

“Just like that nun on the airplane! She dominated you and popped your cherry,” Diane moaned. “Just remember how Sister Louise dominated you and took your virginity. Embrace that feeling, because I’m going to do the same.”

Sarai moaned, sucking harder

“God, she’s such a freak,” Kristina whispered in my ear; her lips so close I could almost feel her kiss upon my sensitive lobe.

Which one was the freak? Sarai, who was getting off on being forced to suck Diane’s dirty toes; or Diane, who was thoroughly enjoying degrading the dusky beauty?

Maybe they both were.

Drink my piss, slut! Antsy’s words echoed in my head and the memory of her pussy lingered on my lips as she unleashed a flood of her dirty urine into my mouth. I licked my lips; suddenly thirsty for her bounty.

Was I a freak too?

Kristina’s hand on my thigh slid higher and higher, dipping beneath my skirt. Her lips were fire on my cheek, melting my pussy. I turned my face; blue eyes filled my vision and her lips were mere inches from mine. Red. Moist. Plump. Just begging to be kissed; for my lips to nibble passionately on hers.

Our lips met as her fingers found my bare pussy unencumbered by panties. My passion drown me, pleasure flooding through my body as her fingers gently stroked my vulva. I moaned, my hips bucked, and she kissed me harder and shoved two fingers deep inside my hole.

“Pull my pants down with your teeth, slut!” I distantly heard Diane shout.

“Yes, Mistress,” Sarai answered.

I was barely aware of the Arab woman’s domination as I was lost to the currents of rapture tossing me like a piece of debris. Kristina’s tongue and fingers worked both my lips into a frenzy of passion. Orgasms kept surging through me, and all I could do was give cry to my pleasure and tremble as helpless as a leaf in the rapids.

“You can do better!” Diane shouted. “Tug my pants down. I want to feel that tongue shoved between my thighs.”

Kristina’s fingers dug deeper inside me, exploring my depths in their quest to find my G-spot while her thumb ground against my clit. She massaged my bud in slow circles, propelling me farther and farther down the river of my pleasures. A new scent filled my nose: tangy and sweet.

My own pussy.

“That’s it slut!” Diane moaned. “That’s it! Now my panties! And god help you if you tear them!”

“I won’t, Mistress,” Sarai panted.

Did I want that? Did I want to be used and humiliated by Antsy?

The exploring fingers finally found what they had been searching for—my G-spot. That wonderful bundle of nerves that sent a raging torrent through my body that swept me to a new level of passion. I was lost in the powerful force of my orgasm as every nerve in my body churned with passion.

Glorious, amazing, stupendous passion.

I came back slowly; confused. I sat up and saw a satisfied look on Kristina’s face as she sucked on her sticky fingers. “What happened?” I asked.

“You passed out,” Kristina smugly stated. “I made you cum so hard you completely lost it!”

“Eat my pussy, slave!” Diane moaned. I glanced over to see Sarai’s face buried deep into Diane’s snatch. Which did I want to be? Slave or Mistress? Part of me wanted Antsy licking between my thighs, eager to please me, but there were definitely times I wanted to be humiliated and dominated by her.

Kristina leaned over. “Now it’s your turn to make me scream.”

I licked my lips; nodded my head. Slipping to the floor, I spread her thighs open and saw a red thong barely covering her pussy. There was a noticeable wet spot. I reached in and she raised her ass up as I yanked the scrap of cloth down. Her vulva was swollen with her lust and thick pussy lips protruded out.

I ducked in and licked at her tangy flavor, tracing her left labia up to her budding clit. She shivered and moaned, her hands wrapping about my black hair streaked with red highlights, using my locks to pull my lips tighter into her pussy.

“I hear you like to drink piss,” Kristina purred. “I hope that’s true.”

I felt her body tense momentarily, then she relaxed and a stream of piss splashed into my lips. I clamped onto her urethra and swallowed the disgusting, acrid drink as fast as I could. It was so degrading—my pussy ached to be touched.

I drank and drank, savoring every last drop as my fingers rapidly jilled my pussy. I was being used as her toilet. I was an object to satisfy her perverse desire. I submitted to her, let her used me, and enjoyed being humiliated.

I was a freak. A piss drinking freak.

“You dirty slut!” Kristina moaned. “Oh my God, I’ve always wanted to piss in a woman’s mouth!”

Unfortunately, the stream petered out, and I sent my tongue questing for any errant drops that may have clung to her lips. I sucked every fold of her flower into my lips, then wiggled my tongue deep inside her. The acrid taste gave way to her tangy flavor and Kristina sighed and panted as her hips began to writhe.

“Eat my pussy!” she purred. “You dirty, piss drinking whore! I love it! Oh, fuck! I’m going to cum! Oh, my god! Oh, fucking yes!”

A new flood poured into my lips as she came. I held onto her for dear life as her hips rose off the couch as her entire body spasmed in pleasure. I drank her girl-cum down as eagerly as her piss while she screamed my name over and over until she collapsed.

“Holy shit, you are one wild slut!” Kristina smiled as her eyes fluttered open.

“I am,” I admitted.

I knew what I had to do.

Antsy had a hopeful look on her face when she opened the door and saw me. “I…hello,” she stammered, suddenly shy and nervous. “Um…why don’t you come in?”

“I’ve made my decision,” I told her. “I don’t want to be your slave.”

She looked so crest fallen, my words letting the air out of her and she deflated like a tire crushed beneath the weight of her hopes. Tears brimmed in her hazel eyes. “I…I understand. We can go see my brother and he can free you.”

“Antsy,” I said and suddenly I was nervous and almost tongue-tied. “Would you like to go out to dinner with me?”

“What?” she blinked in stunned surprise. I don’t know if she could look more dazed then if I had snuck behind her and hit her in the head.

“I know this great Japanese steakhouse,” I continued before I lost my nerves.

“Are you asking me on a date?” I could see the hope blossoming in her eyes.

“Yeah,” I smiled. “I don’t want to be your slave, but I could be your girlfriend.” She gave me my freedom, but all I wanted was to be with her. Together. Equals. I don’t know where our relationship would go. Maybe we’d only last the week, maybe we’d spend the rest of our lives together. I didn’t know.

I just wanted to find out how it would all play out.

A smile crept across her face. “Sure. I think I’d like that.” She hesitated, clearly wanting to ask me a question.

“Yes, I’ll still drink your piss,” I answered. “I kinda developed a taste for it.”

A flush crept slowly across her cheeks. “No…um…maybe I could…well…drink your piss. And sometimes, maybe you could dominate me.”

“Sure, Antsy. We can switch.” I leaned in and gave her a big kiss on the lips. “Now let’s go, I’m starved.”

“Sure,” she smiled then it was her turn to kiss me. “I think I love you.”

“You only think?” I asked in a mock, scandalous tone.

“No. I love you, Via.”

To my surprise, I didn’t hesitate to answer, “I love you right back.”

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The purity club is mind-controlled int believing that anal and oral are not sex!

Clara’s Mind-Controlling Tweets

Chapter Nine: Purity Club’s Anal Delight

By mypenname3000

Commissioned by n1one

Copyright 2020

Clara had made a list of who she wanted to spread rumors about at her school. In her stuffy bedroom, locked from the world, she felt like a god. Everything she typed out was believed. The terrible human beings at her school would make fake photos, the very best deep fakes technology could create, to make it look like Mrs. Daniels gangbanged her students, that the home ec club was all pregnant by the chess club, and that there was a security guard who went around cumming on girls’ faces.

Those shots of Becca dripping in cum had made Clara squeal in delight. It looked just like the bustiest girl at her school was drenched in cum.

Clara was having the time of her life.

Now it was time to take it to the Purity Club. They were as bad as the home ec club. “Bunch of stuck-up, judgmental, holier-than-thou, Christian bitches!” Clara hissed. “Oh, they want to be pure, huh? I know how to make them pure.”

She’d heard some old president in the last century had claimed oral wasn’t sex. Clara grinned. Those sluts could keep their cherries, but soon the school would learn just how they did it. Clara started typing.

“Did you know, the members of the celibacy club let any boy who takes a chastity vow have free use their mouths and asses to help them keep their vow? #AnalDoesntCount #ProtectThatCherry #OralNotSex”

She tapped the screen. Her tweet went live.

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Lester

“God, there’s that dork Lester,” a guy said as he talked to another tall guy. “Don’t mention anything sci-fi unless you want to hear about this dumb show called Lexx.”

Dumb show? Lexx was a brilliant satire. I wanted to scream that out, but I contained myself. They were just small-minded idiots. Like everyone at this school. They liked Avenger films, and all the girls were into Aquaman because some hunk ran around without a shirt on. They didn’t appreciate cerebral sci-fi.

Troglodytes, one and all.

I rounded the corner and saw Becky hurry by in a mask of cum. She was getting it daily, it seemed. Her big boobs bounced as she marched with such fury. She glanced at me and sneered through her mask of cum like I was the filthy one.

“Stuck-up bitch,” I muttered.

I passed a classroom full of giggles. I glanced inside and rolled my eyes at the Purity Club. They were all in their conservative dresses, frilly and white and infantilizing. They were denying their desires. They were virgins by choice.

Not an involuntary one like me.

I stomped by. You’d think one of those sluts could give a handjob to a fellow virgin? But they were all good girls who wouldn’t even kiss a guy. They were all looking for their perfect husband who would sweep them off their feet and carry them off to deflower them in a castle or something.

My phone chirped.

@realgossip had sent out her next tweet. They were rare, maybe once a week, but when they went off, they revealed such fucked up shit. Sluts and whores abounded. But none of them wanted to do anything with me.

“Fucking bitches,” I muttered. I should take Mrs. Daniels’s class next semester. I would ace her test and then fuck the married whore.

My jaw dropped when I read the text.

“No fucking way.” I whirled around and stared back at the hallway. The purity club was right there. If this was correct…

And @realgossip was already correct.

I had heard it was this bullied girl named Clara who was behind it. She hated the school and everyone in it. She was supposed to be a master at hacking. Probably how she found out so much stuff.

My dick throbbing hard, I headed back to the classroom and peered inside. I knocked on the open door, and the eight girls in there all whipped their heads around. One bit into a banana. Two of them, a pair of blonde twin sisters named Mandy and Sandy, pushed out from the others.

“Hi,” one twin said.

“Are you here to make the purity pledge?” the other asked.

“And promise to be an upstanding man who will wait for marriage before making love to his wife?”

“Yes,” I said. “I absolutely am.”

“Oh, my gosh,” said Trisha. She was a petite girl with red hair in pigtails. “That’s so wonderful. Isn’t that wonderful?”

“It is,” Rosalita said. Her golden-brown skin contrasted with the white dress she wore. She clapped her hands together. “Lester, that’s awesome. You’re not going to regret it. There’s nothing like the first time with your spouse when you finally take each other’s virginities in an act of selfless love.” She let out a heavy sigh.

The others joined her, all looking so sappy.

God, these girls were fucked up.

“So, raise your right hand,” one twin said. I decided she was Mandy.

“And repeat after us,” Sandy said, her smile so bright. They both were busty girls, their conservative dresses unable to hide the sizes of their bosoms.

I raised my right hand and repeated, “I, Lester, do solemnly swear that I will save myself for marriage. That I will wait to make love until my wedding night with my wife, respecting her as a woman and myself as a man. In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, I vow to stay a virgin until that blessed night.”

“Yay, Lester!” the girls all squealed. They all moved around me and gave me chaste hugs and quick kisses on the cheeks like they were my aunt or something. My dick was so hard, aching as the last one, a girl named Esther who wore her black hair in a thick braid, hugged me and welcomed me to the Purity Club.

“Now,” I said. “I get to fuck your asses and your mouths to stay pure?”

Before I could even flinch for the outburst, Mandy clapped her hands together and purred, “Of course you can.”

“Who do you want?” Sandy asked. “We’re all eager to protect your cherry and ours.”

“Anal doesn’t count,” said Esther.

“Oral’s not sex,” added Rosalita, winking at me.

“Well, then Mandy,” I said. “I want a blowjob from Mandy!”

“Good choice,” Sandy said, revealing that I had the twins backward. But it didn’t matter, because they were both fucking hot.

And then something magical happened, they all turned and started unzipping each other’s dresses. All eight of them were stripping nude. I shuddered at the sight of the Purity Club getting naked so they could please me.

They were all bright and innocent smiles as they slipped their arms out of the sleeves of their dresses. Most had silk slips underneath their gowns, but a few were just bra and panties only. They were all virginal white. My mouth salivated as I watched them all getting more and more naked. Mandy pulled off her slip. Esther reached behind her and undid her bra.

Hers were the first tits to spill out. They were round and jiggly, her nipples thrusting out hard from atop them. I swallowed at the sight of them. My first live pair of breasts. Not porn, but real tits. The black-haired girl winked at me and then pinched her nipples. She burst into giggles, her cheeks going red.

More boobs appeared. Rosalita had a big pair, her nipples brown as chocolate kisses. Her tits had such a lovely sway to them. I groaned, my eyes flicking around the room I had never seen live boobs before.

And now there were so many of them.

Trisha’s were small little mounds topped by pink nipples. Lilac had a pair that were shaped like teardrops and jiggled as she moved. The twins big boobs spilled out, heavy mounds that still held a perkiness. Their nipples were so fat and suckable. Identical tits. I groaned at how hot the twins were.

Then the panties came off. Bushes appeared. None were shaved. They all had furred muffs. Blonde thatches, fiery curls, and black forests appeared around me. I groaned as some of the girl’s pussy lips peeked through their thatch.

The virgin holes that were off-limits to me.

But not those asses. As they disrobed, asses appeared. Curvy butts, flat rumps, and bubbly booties that jiggled. Rosalita had a butt like that. I groaned, my dick throbbing in my pants. I had never felt so hard in my life.

“Silly billy,” Mandy said, stepping up before me and grabbing the hem of my t-shirt. “You have to get naked, too. We need to make your cock go soft so you’re not tempted by those Jezebels out there.”

“Harlots one and all,” said Sandy. “You can’t trust any girl that doesn’t have a purity ring on. She’s a whore that will try to lead you into the trap of sin found between her thighs.”

“Her honeypot!” said Trisha, nodding her head, her pigtails dancing. “You have to be careful of the honeypots. They’re sweet but they’ll stick you in sin. You have to wait until marriage. You don’t want a woman that another guy has plundered.”

“No,” I groaned as I lifted my arms for Mandy to peel off my shirt. “I don’t. That’s why I’m here!”

“So we’ll keep you on the straight and narrow, Lester,” said Sandy. She unbuttoned my jeans and unzipped my fly. “Oh, my, you’re very hard, aren’t you?”

“Very hard,” I groaned as she shoved my jeans down off my hips. My cock tented the front of my white underwear. “I’m so glad you girls will keep me from signing up for Mrs. Daniels’s math class.”

“Married slut,” hissed Rosalita.

“She’s just disgusting,” added Esther. She was facing away from me, her plump ass looking so inviting.

I stepped out of my jeans, kicking my shoes off in the process. Then Mandy fell to her knees before me. She grabbed my boxers and yanked them down. My cock sprang out. She gasped, her eyes widening. The other girls all leaned in, too. They were whispering to each other. It was clear they had never seen one before.

“You’re the first guy who’s ever joined the Purity Club,” Mandy said. “Wow, you’re so big. Well, we’re here to help.”

She grabbed my cock and swallowed. I groaned at the feel of her soft lips sliding over my dick. And then I was in her mouth. Her warm, wet hole. Her tongue swirled around my crown. Pleasure that was way beyond masturbating shot down my cock to my balls.

I groaned as she nursed. She suckled on my cock, her blue eyes staring up at me. The other girls were watching us with such excitement, their boobs jiggling. Sandy’s tits swayed to my right, her twin sucking hard on my dick. Rosalita’s big boobs had a lonely jiggle to them. Even Trisha’s small boobs, little more than budding mounds, were delicious.

“Has her practice on bananas paid off?” asked Sandy. I noticed a bunch of bananas on a counter, more peels were in a trashcan.

“Yeah, we’ve been getting ourselves ready for the day a guy joined,” Rosalita said.

“I guess,” I groaned. “It feels amazing. I’ve never had a girl blow me before.”

“Oh, good,” said Sandy. “Mandy wants to give the best blowjob ever.”

The twin moaned her agreement around my cock.

I shuddered, savoring this wonderful delight of having her hot mouth wrapped around my dick. It was so awesome to have her do this. She bobbed her head, sliding her mouth up and down my dick. I groaned, my shaft throbbing in her mouth.

Her tongue brushed my crown. She slid around it. She caressed me with such wicked passion. I loved it. I groaned, savoring every moment of her nursing on me. I groaned, my face contorting from the bliss.

“Oh, Go… gosh that’s good,” I panted. “That’s so good. Mandy! Mandy, you’re making me feel so fucking—”

“Language, Lester!” gasped Rosalita.

The other girls all nodded, their boobs bouncing and jiggling.

I shuddered and groaned, “You’re making me feel so… so… so good. Yes, yes, that’s it.” Fuck, that was it.

Mandy’s mouth sucked with such force. The pressure rose and rose in my nuts. That need to cum grew and grew in me. It would be such a powerful explosion. I would just spurt all the cum I had in my nuts into her mouth. Just drown her in spunk.

She suckled with such force on me. She nursed, her tongue dancing around my cock. It felt amazing. I groaned, loving every second of her naughty touch. My face contorted with the delight of this moment.

“Shiiiooot,” I groaned. “Oh, shoot, that’s so good. You’re going to make me cum!”

“Yay!” Sandy cheered. She clapped, her big boobs jiggling.

“Cum in her mouth!” Trisha exclaimed, her pigtails flying around her head as she bounced in place. “Just flood her.”

“Release all your desire into her mouth!” groaned Rosalita.

“I wonder what desire tastes like,” groaned Esther.”

“You’ll find out,” I panted, the pressure swelling at the tip of my cock. This blowjob was excellent.

I had nothing to compare it to, but I just knew this was an amazing one. My dick throbbed and ached. I came closer and closer to that moment of erupting. I shuddered, the heat rising and rising in me.

My balls tightened as Mandy sucked so hard. She bobbed her head while her twin quivered beside her. I stared at those huge tits, loving Sandy’s boobs while Mandy nursed with such hunger on my cock. She wanted my cum. She ached to drink it down.

I balled my hands into fists and groaned as the ache at the tip of my cock rose and rose to that explosive release. I was moments away. My heart pounded in my chest as she swirled her tongue around the crown of my dick.

“Fuuu-uuuuudge!” I groaned and erupted.

My cock spurted hot cum into Mandy’s mouth. I groaned, my body bucking. My balls unloaded blast after blast of cum into her mouth. She gulped it down, her blue eyes staring up at me with such delight shining in them.

“Oh, go-ooosh damn!” I groaned. “She’s swallowing my cum!”

The other girls cheered and clapped, their boobs heaving around me as Mandy swallowed my load. She gulped it down. I shuddered, the pleasure hitting a peak. I quivered there as she nursed out every drop of spunk.

“Damn,” I groaned. “That was fuc…fudging incredible. Shoot, yes.”

“Go, Lester!” squealed Sandy who hugged me and kissed me on the cheek, her large breasts pressed into my side. They were so soft and amazing. “You dumped all your cum into my sister’s mouth.”

“Yes, you did!” Rosalita cheered. “Lester! Lester! You’re not going to fall into those skank’s honeypots. We’ll keep you pure.”

“Protect that cherry!” Trisha exclaimed.

“Yeah,” I panted.

Mandy slid her mouth off my dick. “Wow, that was super salty. But I liked it. I swallowed a virgin’s cum to keep him pure. Ooh, Lord, thank you for sending Lester to us so we could help him endure the secular temptation of all those harlots who prance around in next to nothing.”

“Yeah,” I groaned, Sandy still pressed into me, her boobs so soft and nipples hard. “Just surrounded by temptation.” I stared at Lilac’s teardrop-shaped breasts and Rosalita’s golden-brown delights. Alexandra had a nice pair of tits with tiny nipples. “I’m beset by them. I think. I think I need to fuck Mandy in the ass.”

“Of course,” Mandy cooed.

I glanced down and smiled to see her turning on her hands and knees. She had a curvy butt with cute dimples in the cheeks. My knees buckled, bent, and then I hit the ground. My cock smacked into her rump and flicked precum across her pale skin.

Suddenly, I was eye level with their bushes. Sandy’s blonde curls dripped with her pussy cream. Petite Esther had a thick and fiery bush with little diamond droplets gleaming amid her curls. The scents of them, this sweet and spicy and tangy and tart melange all mixed in my nose.

This was amazing. I was so glad @realgossip had figured this out. If it was Clara, then she was a genius.

I slid my cock across Mandy’s rump to her butt-crack. I pressed between her asscheeks and slid down and down. I had never fucked a girl’s pussy, but I was about to pound a busty blonde in the ass to “save my cherry.”

“Anal doesn’t count,” Mandy breathed as I pressed my cock against her asshole.

“That’s right,” I groaned and pushed forward with my dick.

Her anal ring stretched and stretched around my dick. I groaned at the feel of her asshole stretching to engulf my cock. I shuddered, the pleasure rippling down my dick as she whimpered. Her head tossed, her blonde locks gleaming. She felt so… so…

“Do you girls lube your assholes?” I groaned.

A chorus of, “Yes!” echoed around me.

“We have to be ready to protect a boy’s cherry,” Mandy moaned.

“Damn,” I groaned and thrust harder.

My cock popped into Mandy’s bowels. Her anal ring sealed around the shaft, my crown buried to the hilt in her velvety sheath. I thrust forward, sliding into her asshole. She gasped and moaned, her head tossing back and forth.

“That’s so different from the drumsticks,” moaned Mandy. “Ooh, practice was never like this. I have a real dick in me.”

“Yes, you do,” I groaned, sliding into her bowels. More and more of her velvety flesh engulfed my cock until my crotch pressed against her pale cheeks. My balls rested against her taint. “Fuck, yes!”

“Your language, Lester,” gasped Sandy. “I know her butt feels great, but you can’t swear.”

“Right, right,” I groaned, gripping Mandy’s waist.

I drew back my hips. My cock slid out of her bowels. We both groaned. Mandy’s asshole squeezed down on my cock, increasing the friction that massaged the aching tip. Pleasure flowed down my shaft and rippled through my body. It was incredible.

I slammed back into her bowels, plunging in deep. My nuts smacked her taint. Her butt-cheeks rippled. My hands tightened on her hips as I savored this delight. Then I drew back, savoring every inch of sliding through her bowels.

I fucked her.

I pounded the blonde girl, her twin’s furry muff just a foot away. All the girls were staring down at us, watching with such bright eyes as I sodomized Mandy’s asshole. I plunged into the girl’s tight sheath over and over again.

I savored the way she squeezed about me. I loved how she held me tight in her embrace. It was incredible to enjoy. I shuddered, savoring every moment of pounding her tight, hot asshole with my big dick.

“Shiiiooot, yes!” I groaned. “Oh, damn, Mandy, that’s a tight ass. You’re amazing.”

“So is your cock,” gasped Mandy. “I think… I think I’m going to cum.”

“Ooh, that’s amazing!” Sandy said. “Anal doesn’t count, so cum all you like.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” purred Rosalita. “It’s not like premarital sex or masturbation. Those are no-noes!”

I resisted commenting on that as I hammered Mandy’s asshole with force. I buried into her again and again. I hammered her hard and fast. I plunged into her anal depths over and over again, my cock drinking in the velvety delight of her sheath.

As I fucked her, my hands slid up her body and grabbed her breasts. She gasped, her bowels clamping down on my dick as I squeezed her boobs. She threw a look over her shoulder, her eyes wide in shock.

“Y-you’re touching my boobs,” she moaned.

“We’re having anal sex,” I groaned, pumping away hard. “Anal doesn’t count.”

“Of course!” squealed Sandy. “A boy can touch your boobs when he’s fucking your ass!”

“Anal doesn’t count!” echoed around me, all the girls repeating it like they were brainwashed or something.

Religion fucked these girls up.

I groaned, squeezing Mandy’s big and soft boobs as I fucked over and over into her asshole. I plowed hard into her, my nuts smacking into taint. Her butt-cheeks jiggled from the slap of my crotch against her rump.

The heady aroma of hot cunts filled my nose. I breathed it in as the girls watched, squirming their hips. Mandy moaned louder and louder. Her blonde hair tossed as she quivered. She rocked back into me, taking my dick like a whore.

I kneaded her big boobs, working my fingers down to her nipples. I slammed to the hilt in her asshole, loving how her tight, velvety sheath gripped me. I groaned, the pressure in my nuts rising and rising.

I twisted her nipples.

“Lester!” she gasped, clamping down her bowels on my dick. “Oh, my, Lester. Nipple play. It’s incredible. Oh, being sodomized by a virgin and having my nipples played with is amazing. I’m going to… to… Cum!”

Her bowels rippled around my cock. I speared into her anal sheath, my eyes widening at the hot and velvety flesh massaging my cock. I drew back, her asshole sucking at me. My dick throbbed and my balls tightened.

“Cumming is amazing!” howled Mandy as I thrust into her. “Yes, yes, anal doesn’t count! It’s so amazing. Oh, yes, yes!”

I groaned and slammed into her hard. Her flesh engulfed me. Spasmed around me. I groaned, my dick throbbing, and then I erupted into her bowels. My cock spurted again and again. Pleasure slammed through my body and pummeled my mind.

“Oh, fuck, yes!” I howled as I basted her bowels in cum.

“Language!” Sandy gasped while ecstasy fired from my cock over and over again.

I didn’t care. I had the joy of unloading in her twin sister’s asshole. I pumped my jizz over and over into Mandy’s spasming bowels. I basted the virgin with my cum. I groaned, throwing back my head, loving that they thought anal didn’t count as sex.

“Wow,” I groaned. “Oh, wow, I needed that.”

“Oh, yay!” moaned Mandy. “I’m so… glad that you… needed my ass. That was… incredible… helping you out… Lester.”

“Your, fantastic,” I said and slid out of her asshole. I popped out, her butthole gaping open for a moment. Then it closed just as my cum started to bubble out of that naughty hole. I stood up, my cock so hard.

“You’re not soft,” gasped Sandy.

“No,” I said, staring at her. “Could you suck my dick for me? I need to cum again.”

“It’s fresh from her butthole,” she says. “I mean…”

“Would you rather I fuck a skank’s cunt to wash my dick off?” I gasped. “What if I go out there and Mrs. Daniels said I just got an A on her test? Or if one of the cheerleaders just finished with practice and needs a guy to fuck all her holes?”

“Oh, no,” Sally gasped and fell to her knees before me.

The other girls, save Mandy who was still panting and groaning, shook their heads in disgust. I thought it was at Sandy was guiding my dirty cock to her mouth to suck her sister’s ass off my shaft in what might be an incestuous act.

Well, oral wasn’t sex, was it?

“Mrs. Daniels is such a whore,” said Trisha.

“Yeah,” Rosalita said.

I grinned. That was why the girls were disgusted. They were not fans of the MILF teacher who whored herself out to encourage her male students to excel in her class. I groaned a moment later as she sucked my cock into her mouth.

I shuddered, savoring the delight of her mouth nursing on my dick. It was an incredible delight. She swirled her tongue around my cock. It was a fantastic experience to enjoy. My face scrunched up as I savored that hot mouth sucking on me.

She bobbed her head. She worked her mouth up and down my cock, polishing her sister’s asshole off of me. I smiled at that, my eyes flicking around all the sexy girls nodding their approval. They squirmed, clearly aroused, but they weren’t touching each other.

They were “pure” girls, after all.

Even the slut sucking her twin’s ass off my dick.

“Oh, yes, yes, Sandy,” I moaned, staring down at those blue eyes shining up at me. “That’s great. That’s just great. Ooh, nurse off all your sister’s ass and make me cum. Save my cherry from those skanks.”

“Save his cherry with your mouth!” Trisha moaned.

“Do your part, sweet sister,” Mandy moaned. She turned around, squirming. Her boobs jiggled as my cum leaked out of her asshole.

Sandy moaned around my cock, clearly enjoying doing her part. Did she like the taste of her sister’s asshole on my shaft? I shuddered, my cock throbbing in her depths. I would have such a huge orgasm. I would baste her mouth with everything that I had. It would just pump out of me.

Her tongue was such a thing of delight. My dick throbbed in her mouth. I rose toward that amazing orgasm. I would have such a mighty cum. My nuts throbbed as I smiled at Rosalita and her big boobs. Then I glanced at Lilac and her teardrop-shaped titties. Barbara had a nice, plump pair, and Trisha’s itty bitty titties were adorable.

“That’s it, Sandy,” I groaned. “Polish that dick clean and keep me from temptation.”

“We can’t let Lester fall into those wicked honeypots,” Alexandra said behind me.

“That’s right,” Esther said. I wanted to fuck her plump ass. Maybe I would enjoy her next. My cock didn’t seem to want to go soft.

I groaned as Sandy suckled harder. The pressure rose and rose to the tip of my dick. She had buffed all of her sister’s asshole off my dick. It was incredible to have her do something so wicked. She slurped on my cock as she nursed on me.

“Okay, okay,” I groaned, rising towards my orgasm. “That’s it. I’m going to cum so hard.”

“Cum!” Mandy moaned as she squirmed next to her twin sister. “Flood my sis’s mouth. She wants your cum. She wants to help you avoid temptation.”

“She’s awesome,” I growled and erupted.

My cum fired into her mouth. I spurted again and again. The pleasure slammed through my mind. I groaned, savoring that wonderful delight. She gulped down my seed with the same hunger as her twin sister.

I shuddered, my balls unloading again and again. It was incredible to enjoy. The pleasure slammed through my body. I savored it. Every spurt into her mouth sent more and more rapture hammering into my mind.

“Damn,” I groaned as she suckled out the last one. “Esther. I need that pretty ass next.”

“Oh, wow, you need more,” Esther said. She smiled at me. “Then I am here to help. The Lord gave me a pretty butt just to keep you from falling into those skank’s diseased holes.”

“That’s right,” said Rosalita, her big boobs jiggling. “You don’t have to worry about STDs from us. We’re not whores.”

“No, you’re not whores,” I said. I glanced down at Esther kneeling before me, her plump butt-cheeks jiggling. She had a curvy rump. “Not at all.”

“We’re good girls,” Esther said. Her right hand grabbed her butt-cheek and pulled it from her left, exposing her asshole. “Now sodomize me and protect that cherry!”

As I sank to my knees, I glanced at the girls and their wet bushes. “You girls are getting horny, too.”

“Oh, well, you know…” said Trisha. We just have to… you know… Endure it. Masturbation is as bad as fornication.”

“But oral isn’t sex,” I said. “I could eat your cunt as I fuck Esther’s asshole. If you just stand before me, I could lick you. Keep you from falling to the temptation of big dicks.”

“Oh, my,” Trisha said. “I hadn’t thought of that.”

“Yeah,” I said and looked around.

Trisha stepped up before me, her fiery bush dripping with her cream. I breathed in and savored the tart aroma of her pussy. I pressed my cock into Esther’s asshole while I leaned in and nuzzled my face into Trisha’s pubic hair.

My cock pushed against Esther’s backdoor. She groaned as her anal ring slowly spread to engulf me, pre-lubed to be ready for me. I groaned into Trisha’s bush. Her curls spilled over my lips, and then I was kissing at her pussy.

I licked my first cunt.

“Oh, my,” Trisha gasped and grabbed the sides of my head as if to steady herself. “Oh, my, that was… Lester!”

I licked her again and again. As I sank into Esther’s bowels, I savored lapping at Trisha’s virgin pussy. My tongue slid through her folds and brushed her hymen. It was stretched over what had to be her pussy hole, protecting her purity.

This was so hot. My cock sank into my second asshole while a furry muff rubbed on my face. I licked it, savoring those tart juices. Pussy tasted amazing. I loved her taste. I licked at her with hunger, my tongue dancing through her folds and brushing her clit.

She moaned as I drew back my hips. My cock slid out of Esther’s bowels. Her groans joined Trisha’s. I shuddered at the velvety friction around my cock and then thrust back into her asshole, my crotch smacking her plump rump.

“Oh, Lester, this is amazing,” moaned Trisha. “You’re tongue is licking my pussy. Oh, yes, yes, keep me from temptation.”

“Save her cherry!” moaned Sandy or Mandy.

“Yes, yes, save all our cherries!” the other twin moaned.

“It’s so good,” Esther moaned as I pumped away at her asshole. “Oh, Mandy, I get why you came. This is incredible. His cock is stretching out my bowels. Oh, it’s making my pussy so warm.”

“So is his tongue,” Trisha moaned. I licked through her folds and brushed her clit. She gasped, “What was that?”

“Your clit?” I asked and licked at her bud again.

“Oh, that’s so naughty. There’s this little button. Oh, my, I’m so glad oral isn’t sex.”

“And anal doesn’t count!” Esther moaned, her bowels squeezing about my dick.

I groaned, feasting on one virgin’s cunt while fucking another in the ass. I licked and lapped at Trisha as my hips pumped away. I drove my cock into Esther’s velvety delight. I buried into her over and over again, savoring the way she moaned and gasped.

She clenched her bowels around my dick, massaging me. My balls smacked into her cunt as Trisha squirmed. Her small breasts jiggled above my head. Her bush tickled my face as she ground her virgin cunt on my lips.

Her moans echoed through the classroom, as loud as Esther’s moans as I sodomized her. Pleasure rushed up my cock. My balls drank it in as I fucked into her bowels hard and fast. I buried into her depths over and over again. I plunged away with hard strokes. My cock reamed out her asshole.

I fucked her hard and fast. I rammed to the hilt in Esther’s tight bowels. I buried over and over into her flesh. It was amazing. I groaned, burying hard into her asshole. I shuddered, moaning into Trisha’s cunt. I licked at her as I sodomized Esther.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes!” I panted into Trisha’s tart pussy, her curls rubbing on my face.

“Oh, that’s so good,” Trisha moaned. “I’m going to cum. Oh, Lester, I’m going to cum. Save my cherry for marriage. Protect it!”

“Yes,” I growled and then suckled on her clit.

She gasped, her face contorting in delight. She gripped the sides of my head harder, holding me to her bud. I groaned, thrusting away hard and fast at Esther’s bowels as I nursed on Trisha’s clit. Her pigtails swayed as she shuddered.

I buried into her bowels with powerful strokes. I plunged to the hilt into Esther’s asshole as Trisha gasped. Then she squealed. Her tart pussy cream gushed out of her pussy. It bathed my mouth. I groaned, licking and lapping up her cream.

“Lester!” she gasped.

My nuts tightened as I drank down the virgin’s cream. I licked it all up. I savored that wonderful passion. It spilled over my chin. My dick throbbed in Esther’s tight bowels. I slammed to the hilt in her asshole.

She squealed. Her bowels spasmed around my cock as she gasped out, “Lester!”

“Damn,” I groaned into Trisha’s cunt and erupted into Esther’s convulsing asshole.

My cum fired into her bowels. I pumped her full of my jizz as I rubbed my face into Trisha’s cunt. She gasped and shuddered. Her moans echoed around the room. It was such a sweet delight to hear. I loved the sound she made as I licked at her cunt.

“Oh, damn,” I groaned, pumping my jizz into Esther’s bowels.

“Oh, it’s so good!” Trisha moaned. “Having a guy eat your pussy is so amazing.”

“Wow,” said one of the twins.

“A new way to protect our cherries.”

“Oral isn’t sex,” whimpered Rosalita. “And it’s not masturbation.”

An idea clicked in my head as I pumped my cum into Esther’s bowels. Her hot flesh rippled and writhed around my cock. She milked out every drop of jizz that I had in my nuts. I groaned, my heart pounding away in my chest.

“Damn,” I groaned. “Thank you, Esther.”

“It’s my… job to… keep you pure,” she moaned, her bowels squeezing around my cock.

“Yeah,” Trisha said and stepped away from me.

Her pussy cream dripping down my chin, I stood up and slid my cock out of Esther’s asshole. I shuddered at that last friction. Pleasure shot up my cock. Groaning, I stood up and looked around at all the horny girls.

“You know,” I said, “I know we can’t masturbate because that’s a sin, but that’s no reason you girls can’t help each other out.

“How?” Sandy asked. She was next to her twin.

“Yes, how?” Many asked.

“Well, you can go down on each other. Oral isn’t sex, right?”

“But isn’t that lesbianism?” asked Barbara. “And that is a sin.”

“Well…” I scrambled to think. “Lesbian sex is when they scissor their pussies together. Tribbing. It’s like rubbing my cock against your pussy. Genital to genital, right. That’s sex. But just licking a cunt, well, that’s not lesbianism. It’s oral and that isn’t sex.”

“He’s right,” Rosalita said.

“He is,” said Trisha.

“Just something to think about,” I said and grabbed Trisha’s pigtails. “I need you to do some oral on me.”

She grinned at me and then she fell to her knees before me. “Sure thing, Lester. You did such a great job. Let me return the favor.”

I gripped her pigtails as she swallowed my cock. She slid her lips over my dirty crown. I groaned at the feel of her hot and plump lips sliding over my dick. She polished my pole with her delicious tongue that swirled around. She moaned, loving the taste.

“I guess…” Barbara said. “I guess I can go down on you, Rosalita. I mean… If you’re horny.”

“I’m horny,” the busty Hispanic girl said.

I shuddered as Barbara and her plump boobs knelt before Rosalita. The brunette leaned forward and nuzzled her face into the Hispanic girl’s black bush and virgin pussy. Rosalita gasped, her brown eyes widening.

“Oh, my,” she said. “Oh, wow, that’s really good.”

“Uh, would someone like to lick me?” asked Lilac, her hands squeezing her teardrop-shaped tits.

“I will!” Alexandra said and fell to her knees. She buried her face into Lilac’s bush and licked at her pussy.

The lesbian delight makes my dick throb. I shuddered and then the twins look at each other. Besides Trisha and Esther, they’re the only ones left. Sandy swallows as she stared at her twin. She squirms.

“I… I didn’t get to… cum like you did, Mandy,” she whimpered, her big boobs jiggling.

“Well… I mean… I can help you out,” groaned Mandy. “It can’t be incest if it’s not sex.”

“That’s right,” I groaned, fucking Trisha’s mouth, her pigtails making excellent handlebars.

Mandy dropped to her knees, her big boobs jiggling. I groaned as she leaned forward and pressed her face into her sister’s bush. Twincest blossomed before my eye as Sandy groaned, her large tits bouncing as she squirmed.

My dick throbbed in Trisha’s hungry mouth. Her buffing tongue slid around it as I couldn’t look away from Sandy shuddering on her twin sister’s mouth. The blonde grabbed the back of Mandy’s head, holding her twin in place.

“Mandy! Mandy!” Sandy groaned. “Oh, gosh, that’s good. That’s so good.”

“I’ll save your cherry whenever you need it, Sandy!”

“Yes,” I groaned, my balls tightening.

The girls were moaning as they licked each other. I looked at Lilac and her quivering tits, Juanita and her jiggling mounds, and Sandy and her bouncing boobies while I fucked Trisha’s mouth. I drove my cock into her mouth over and over and over again.

She suckled hard, polishing my pole clean of Esther’s asshole. I groaned, my dick throbbing in Trisha’s mouth. Her tongue was a treat. She suckled so hard, making obscene, wet sounds as I drilled into her mouth.

“This is so beautiful,” Esther said, kneeling. “You’re all protecting those cherries.”

“That’s right,” I groaned.

“Oh, yes, yes, protect my cherry, Mandy!” Sandy moaned.

“Mmm, it’s such a yummy delight to do,” Mandy groaned. “You taste so good.”

“I know,” Barbara moaned, her face buried in Juanita’s snatch. “Ooh, yes, yes, that’s so good.”

“I’m going to cum,” Lilac moaned. “Oh, Alexandra, just keep licking me like that. That’s so good. Oh, yes, yes, yes.”

I savored the sounds of the lesbian passion, my nuts aching. Trisha suckled so hard. I pumped my cock in and out of her tight lips. She nursed with such passion on me, staring up with her wild, green eyes.

I held her pigtails and fucked her mouth harder. She gurgled and slurped. Drool spilled down her chin as she nursed on my cock. I groaned, hurtling towards that point of no return. The pressure on the tip of my dick was intense.

Sandy shuddered, grinding her blonde-furred muff on her twin sister’s cunt. It was such a hot sight to witness. I licked my lips, glad I was here. This was the best day of my life. I groaned, Trisha’s tongue dancing around my cock.

I fucked my cock in and out of Trisha’s mouth, getting closer and closer to cumming. She suckled hard. My hands gripped her pigtails as I thrust my cock to the back of her throat and pulled back. She suckled so hard. I groaned.

“Mandy!” Sandy gasped. “I’m cumming!”

My gaze shot over to Sandy’s big tits heaving as she came on her twin sister’s mouth. The beautiful sight of lesbian incest had me groaning. My nuts tightened as I watched Sandy shuddering through her bliss.

“Oh, Lord, thank you!” Rosalita moaned on the other side of me. “Oh, Barbara! Barbara! I’ll eat you out next!”

“Yes!” Barbara moaned.

I groaned, Trisha sucking so hard on my cock. This was too much. Then Lilac squealed her delight, cumming on Alexandra’s lips. The lesbian passion echoed around me. The virgins were cumming hard, protecting their cherries by loving each other.

Sandy’s tits heaved. I stared at them as slammed my cock to the back of Trisha’s throat. The pleasure shot down to my balls brimming with my cum. I growled out my delight and then I erupted into her mouth.

“Fuck, yes!” I howled.

“Language,” Esther moaned. “And then I need someone to eat my pussy!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” I growled, my cum pumping over and over into Trisha’s mouth. I savored her wonderful lips sealed about my shaft. She suckled and swallowed. “You’ll get your cunt eaten out, Esther!”

The girl moaned in delight.

Sandy shuddered through her orgasm as I pumped load after load of cum into Trisha’s mouth. I emptied my nuts into her, savoring this pleasure rippling through me. I was so glad that I had come to the purity club.

“Oh, damn,” I groaned as I finished cumming in her mouth. “Rosalita, is that ass free?”

“Yes, it is!” Rosalita moaned.

“Sandy, will you lick my cunt now?” Mandy asked.

“You know I will! Anything to keep my twin sister’s cherry until her wedding day!”

A huge grin spread on my face as Trisha slid her lips off my dick. I was going to enjoy being a member of the purity club.

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Classes were out, and I was eager to visit the purity club again today. Yesterday had been hot. I was horny. I needed their sweet mouths and tight assholes to take care of my dick. I reached the hallway and saw their club door was open. The sounds of passion echoed from there.

I frowned and peered inside.

All of the girls were on their knees, most were taking a cock in the ass and mouth. Guys were thrusting at their holes. They were fucking the girls hard, spit-roasting the pure girls on their dicks. The cuties’ boobs were swaying. The twins were side-by-side, their big knockers rocking in unison as they had a football player, a basketball player, a member of the debate team, and some guy I didn’t know all fucking their holes.

“Lester!” squealed Trisha. She was the only one with her mouth free, her red pigtails swaying around her face. “Do you see all the guys that have sworn to be pure, Lester? There’s more of them than us. We have to work extra hard to keep them free of the skanks.”

“Yeah,” the guys cheered.

They were all lying about being virgins. They were taking advantage of the girls. I wanted to be the only one to do that butt…

Trisha’s mouth was open. I unfastened my jeans as I rushed over. I fell to my knees and she greedily sucked my cock into her mouth.

“Protect those cherries, girls!” I moaned.

The eight girls squealed, their mouths all full of dick and their assholes all full of cock. They were being fucked hard. I groaned, thrusting away at Trisha’s mouth, my balls swelling with the pressure of my orgasm.

“Uh, is this where I sign up to fuck… I mean, to pledge not to fornicate?” a guy asked.

“Yep,” I groaned. “Just got to wait your turn.”

It looked like the purity club would be a huge hit. I whipped out my phone and snapped a pic of Trisha sucking on my dick. I had to tweet it @realgossip and thank her for letting out the Purity Club’s secret.

I would be a member for as long as they were dumb enough to think this was stopping guys from fucking other girls. If they wanted to offer free ass fucks and blowjobs, they would get all the takers they could handle.

To be continued with Clara’s next tweet…

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Becky, the world’s first futa, comes across a convent full of innocent nuns to enjoy!

The World’s First Futa – Futa’s Naughty Hitchhiking

Chapter Two: Futa’s First Sinful Delight

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

April 17th, 2047

“Did you know there’s a convent in the middle of the Nebraska cornfields?” I asked Adelia, the delicious and fun woman interviewing me on my forty-eight birthday. We were talking about my life as the world’s first futa while across the world people were watching the broadcast streamed live over the internet.

“Really?” Adelia asked, blinking those soft-brown eyes of her. She pursed those delicious lips that had sucked my futa-cock not long ago during the last commercial break. “No, I didn’t know that. So you found this while… wandering?”

“Bumming around America,” I said, “with my futa-dick in hand.” I shivered, enjoying talking about that time in my life, right after I graduated from the University of Washington, when I hitchhiked across America for awhile, aimless.

I didn’t know what to do with my life. Besides breeding horny women.

“After my fun with the Pelley family, and the rest of their interesting church community, I kept heading east until I hit Dallas. I had some fun there but ended up wandering north up I-35. I met this female trucker.” I gave a wicked giggle. “She had a strap-on in her cab and, well, I made her late for her delivery, but left her with my own package.”

A great giggling laugh rose from the studio audience. I could feel their eyes watching me in the shadows beyond the stage light, an amorphous sea of horny women with a scattering of my grown-up futa-daughters.

“She dropped me off in Wichita. I kept going north up I-135, moving through Kansas, enjoying those devout Christian wives and daughters.” I shuddered, my futa-cock throbbing. “There was a lot of crying out to God.”

“More virgins deflowered?” Adelia asked.

“I was becoming addicted to it,” I said and shivered. “By the time I was in the middle of Nebraska, I-135 had become Highway 81. I was surrounded by corn somewhere south of a place called York. It was muggy. I never thought it would be so humid in the Midwest. It was like I was in a swamp or something. Apparently, corn sweats.”

“Sweats?” Adelia asked.

I nodded my head. “It adds a ton of moisture to the air and makes the summers just suck.” I shook my head. “I was dying, wanting to find a nice, cool place to rest up and a friendly woman to love, when the thunderstorm hit. It came out of nowhere. The floodgates of heaven opened up. In a heartbeat, I was soaked.

“And then the hail started.”

“Oh, no,” Adelia gasped. “I heard hailstones can get big out there.”

“I was just starting to panic, thinking I was in trouble,” I said, glancing to the left where my wife, Sharron, watched from the side of the set, her blue eyes wide. “And then the van pulled up. I just hopped in and had one naughty surprise.”

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August 15th, 2021

“Holy shit!” I screamed, holding my worn backpack over my head. The hail thundered down around me, the size of pebbles and growing larger. They bounced off my backpack and pelted my naked calves and thighs. I whimpered, my t-shirt soaked to my tits, my skirt clinging to my legs. My shoes felt like a sodden mess. The drainage ditch to my right already ran like a river.

The rain just started.

“What the fuck is going on?” I shouted, the corn rustling beside me as torrents of rain swept through, carrying more of the stinging hail.

I was in trouble. My head cast about, searching for a structure to take shelter in when rubber squealed. A van screeched to a stop by the side of the highway. I barely absorbed what it looked liked—gray, boxy, some sort of logo on the sliding side door. I just sprang at the passenger door, grasped the chrome-plated handle, and wrenched it open.

“Oh, thank Christ,” I gasped as I hurtled inside, water dripping down my face. My clothes clung to me, squishing against the seat. The hail pounded on the roof. Ice chucks the size of marbles drummed on the hood, leaving little divots in the metal.

A small crack splintered across a corner of the windshield.

“You okay?” a woman asked. “Boy, you got caught out in it, didn’t you?”

“Yeah, I…” My words trailed off as I glanced at the driver. I blinked.

I blinked again.

A nun in a black habit sat in the driver seat, her plump lips pursed. She had a round, youthful face, her dark hair mostly covered by a black veil that draped across her shoulders. A crucifix dangled down her chest over the swell of her breasts. They rose and fell as she stared at me, a look of such concern filled her hazel eyes.

“You’re a nun!” I blurted out.

“Yes, I am a nun,” she said as the van drove forward. “We exist still. I’m Sister Chastity Hope of the Benedictine Sisters of Undying Devotion.”

“A nun,” I said again. “That’s not a Halloween costume and… No, no, that would be a lot… uh…”

“Lewder?” she suggested, a touch of color blossoming her cheeks. Her eyes glanced at me, flicking at my breasts outlined by my soaked shirt. My braless tits bled through the white cloth, my pink nipples prominent points.

“Yeah,” I said, squirming. A tingle raced down to my girl-dick and pussy. My shaft gave a twitch as the blood began flowing. There was something so… enticing about her. She was a nun, wrapped up in the bulky, black robe to hide the beauty of her body, sworn to purity.

Was she an actual virgin?

My dick hardened faster. My pussy grew juicier.

“Well, thanks for the ride,” I said, the hail drumming faster. “You came along just in time.”

“The Lord’s providence was with you today,” she said. “I’ve seen the hail get as big as softballs and… Well, that would not be a good thing to happen to a young woman to do out here all alone.” She glanced at me then at my bag. “Are you in… trouble?”

“No, no, just seeing America,” I said. “I’m Becky Woodward.” My smile grew. “Yes, yes, that Becky Woodward.”

She blinked at me and tilted her head. “I’m sorry, but… I’ve never heard of a Becky Woodward.”

“You haven’t?” I didn’t realize how big my ego had swelled until I felt the sharpness of her words puncture it. I thought they entire world had heard of me. “I’m the first futa.”

“Futa?” she asked, glancing at me again. Her eyes flicked down to my breasts. Then they darted back up to stare down the road.

“Yeah, I’ve been interviewed like a hundred times. I’ve been all the news networks, all the morning shows, the evening shows. Kimmel, Colbert, John Oliver, Conan, Jimmy Fallon.”

“Oh, well, we don’t have TVs or radios at our convent.”

“And no computers, either, huh?” I asked, my shoulders slumping.

“The only news we get comes from the diocese,” she said. “We’re a cloistered order, cut off from the world.” She patted my leg for a moment, her touch so warm compared to the wet skin. The heat rushed up to my pussy. My snatch clenched and my dick swelled harder, tenting the front of my sodden jean skirt. “I’m sure other people know who you are, though pride like that is not a good thing. It won’t be fulfilling for you.”

“Yeah,” I said, her touch electric.

She drove one-handed for about a minute, stroking the other up and down my bare thigh. It felt wonderful. I leaned back into the chair, not minding my blonde locks clinging to my face or my clothing molded to my body. Her touch warmed me up, my girl-dick aching to have some fun.

With a nun.

Could her vow of purity hold out against her womb begging to be impregnated.

Then Sister Chastity Hope gave a squeak and jerked her hand away. She shifted in the seat, both gripping the steering wheel. Her knuckles went white as she stared ahead. Her entire body went tense. She leaned forward, almost trying to hug her steering wheel.

She looked so cute. She couldn’t be more than a year or two older than me, in her mid-twenties.

“So, where are we going?” I asked.

“Hmm?” Sister Chastity Hope asked, her cheeks blushing redder. “Oh, yes, the convent. I was just buying supplies for our garden. We try to grow as much of our own food as we can.”

“The convent?” I said, a wicked smile spreading across my lips. “How utterly delightful. I wouldn’t mind getting a tour. Exploring every little crevasse of your convent. Seeing what it’s like. I bet it’s… interesting.”

She shivered, licking her lips. “I… well, maybe. It’s not really a place for outsiders. I can just drive you to York and…”

I touched her thigh. Her words trailed off as I stroked her through the fabric of her habit. I felt her flesh. She felt sleek and warm. She glanced at me, her pupils dilated. She swallowed as I stroked up and down her.

“W-what are you doing, Becky?” Sister Chastity Hope asked.

“Just returning the favor. It felt soooooo nice when you stroked my thigh.” I gave her leg a squeeze before sliding a little higher, passing the halfway point of her leg, reaching towards that naughty apex. “Doesn’t that feel nice?”

“I… I shouldn’t have done that,” she said. “I’m sorry. I don’t know why I did. I’m feeling… out of sorts.”

“Mmm, me, too,” I said, squirming. “But if you don’t want me to touch you…” I pulled my hands away.

Sister Chastity Hope bit her lower lip. Her hands writhed on the vinyl covering of the steering wheel. A squeaking sound echoed through the cab. She squirmed in place, her breasts rising and falling as she shook her head. She looked so tense. So nervous.

I loved it.

She made a turn off the highway, passing through a sign that read, “Convent of Undying Devotion.” I shivered, peering ahead for it. What would a convent look like. Would it be this stone, Gothic structure out in the middle of the fields? It wasn’t corn here, but wild grasses that grew waist high. The van’s wheels crunched on the gravel as we drove down the lane. It followed the curve of the land, a little folded here and not as flat as it appeared.

Sister Chastity Hope squirmed the entire way.

Ahead, a wooden structure appeared. It looked like… a very large house. It was clear it was meant to shelter more than just a family. It had several wings thrust off of it and rose three stories high in the center, the entire structure covered in wood siding painted a robin blue. The lawn around it was neat and orderly, a dark-green compared to the yellowish grass around us. There were rows of trees, a small orchard, and an orderly garden that looked bigger than my parent’s house back in Seattle.

She drove the van to a large carport with several other vehicles, including an old pickup truck, parked in it. She turned off the ignition and undid her seatbelt. She squirmed there for a minute, her breathing coming fast and quick.

“Is something wrong?” I asked her, my girl-dick so hard.

“Yes, something is wrong,” she said. “I… I…” She stared at me, such a pleading look in her eyes. “I’ve never felt like this in my life! This can’t be happening. Not here. Not with a woman.”

“It’s my tits, right?” I asked. “I should have worn a bra. You just can’t stop looking at them.”

The nun flinched. She swallowed. “Oh, Lord, why have you beset me with such temptation?”

I felt kind of bad for her. She thought sex was wrong. Her head was all screwed up. But even as she prayed, Sister Chastity Hope stared at me with such hunger brewing in her hazel eyes. She licked her plump lips as she shuddered.

“But it’s more than my tits, isn’t it?” I said and peeled up my damp top. The cloth clung to my tits for a moment, the fabric stretching, then sprang over them. My round tits quivered as I peeled off the wet t-shirt, glad to be out of the soaked garment. “And it’s more than my hard, pink nipples that’s got you squirming.”

I tweaked one as she stared at my naked tits with such hunger in her eyes.

“It’s that hot hole between your thighs,” I told her. “That naughty, itching pussy that’s the problem. It’s aching for you to do things with me.”

She just whimpered.

“I know,” I told her. “It’s okay. This happens to every woman that meets me. Don’t be alarmed. You’re going to enjoy yourself so much. You’re going to be thoroughly satiated by my futa-cock.”

“Futa… cock?” She said the words slow. Then her eyes flicked down to my crotch, and she noticed the bulge. “Oh, Lord, what is that?”

“That is my clit-dick,” I said. “That’s the other word I used for it. It used to be my clit and…” I gave her a look. “You know what your clit is, right? Your clitoris?”

“I had health class,” she said, her eyes so wide. She leaned her head, staring at my bulge. “But… you can’t have that. You’re so… womanly.”

“Because I am womanly,” I said, pulling up my skirt.

Sister Chastity Hope gave a squeak and jumped back at the sight of my cock popping out. It thrust into the air and quivered there, twitching and throbbing. I smiled at her reaction, then at the way she leaned back closer, eyes locked on my large shaft.

“See the pussy lips wrapped around the base,” I said. “Notice my lack of balls. I’m a futanari. The world’s first. That’s why I’m famous. Every woman—”

Sister Chastity Hope sucked the tip of my cock into her mouth.

I gasped in shock. She moved so fast. The nun’s head shot down, her black veil draping over my lap. My breasts bounced before me as I groaned. Her warm mouth engulfed my dick. It was heavenly. A nun was giving me a blowjob.

I leaned back in my seat, just savoring this delicious moment. Her lips sealed about my base. The suction reached down my shaft and into my pussy. My futa-dick throbbed in her mouth. She sucked again and again, moaning about it.

“Sister Chastity Hope,” I gasped. “Ooh, you naughty nun, I love it.”

My breasts jiggled above her as I squirmed. Pleasure rippled through my body. My pussy clenched every time she suckled. My juices flowered hot, trickling out of me. I squirmed on the seat, my ass rubbing into my wet skirt.

“Yes, yes, yes, such a naughty nun. Mmm, just suck on my girl-dick. Ooh, yes, but…” I frowned. All she did was suck. “Is this your first blowjob?”

She moaned what sounded like a yes about my dick.

Some reason, that just made my ovaries clench. The ache swelled at the tip of my dick. “Ooh, you are an innocent thing, Sister Chastity Hope.”

She sucked again on my dick.

“Well, you got to move your tongue around my cock and… Yes, yes, like that.” I shivered as her tongue stroked back and forth along the bottom of my crown. “Swipe it all around the tip, really stimulate me and… That’s good. Ooh, you do that, and I’m going to cum.”

She whimpered and danced her tongue along the tip of my girl-dick. The pleasure flooded through me. My hands found my tits, still wet from the rain, and squeezed my round mounds. I shook my perky boobs, my nipples so hard on top. I stared down at the nun, loving her demure veil draped over my lap, hiding her naughty act.

“And bob your head, too,” I said. “Slide those pretty lips up and down my cock while you suck… Ooh, just like that. Mmm, I liked that. Yes, Sister Chastity Hope. That’s good.”

Her mouth slid slowly up and down my cock. She took more and more of my shaft in her mouth, her tongue swishing back and forth, before she slid back up. She sucked the entire time. My body squirmed, my pussy clenching. The ache grew at the tip of my cock, my girl-cum eager to spurt into her hungry mouth.

“And your fingers…” I shivered. “Your fingers need to stroke my pussy lips. Don’t be afraid of my cunt. It’s so wet and eager to be touched.”

Her sucking stopped for a moment as her hand slid down my thigh. Her fingers felt… nervous. There was a twitch to them. She whimpered about my girl-dick, her tongue hardly moving at all as her fingers neared my pussy.

“Don’t stop sucking,” I groaned. “Keep blowing me as your fingers touch my pussy and… Oh, yes!”

She sucked hard just as her fingers found my pussy folds. She slid through my bush to stroke up and down my slit. She tasted my petals, pleasure racing up to build in the tip of my girl-dick buried in that warm mouth of hers. She bobbed again, tongue moving, stimulating me.

“Oh, Sister Chastity Hope, yes. That’s how you blow a futa’s cock. Mmm, you’re getting so good at it.”

I shifted in my seat as the pleasure built and built in me. Her sucking mouth and stroking fingers brought me closer to my eruption with ever passing heartbeat. My fingers dug into my perky tits as she pleasured me. She slurped as she blew me, her head moving, twisting, her passions building.

Then she jammed two fingers into my pussy.

“Sister Chastity Hope!” I gasped, loving her initiative.

Her fingers plunged in and out of my pussy, stimulating my inner depths. Pleasure rippled out of my cunt and flowed to my ovaries and the tip of my futa-cock. I whimpered, my snatch squeezing down on her digits, increasing that wicked friction.

My orgasm built even faster. This naughty nun gave me such delight. My fingers dug so hard into her tits. The passenger seat creaked as I squirmed. My booted feet kicked forward, striking the floorboard. It was so good.

“I’m going to flood your mouth with so much cum, Sister Chastity Hope,” I moaned. “Just drown you in jizz.”

She sucked harder. Her fingers plunged harder into my cunt.

“Ooh, yes you want that. You’re just a cum-hungry nun. Mmm, yes, yes, yes!”

It all happened at once.

My futa-cock erupted.

The driver door wrenched open.

I screamed out, “Sister Chastity Hope, drink down all my cum!”

“Oh, my Lord!” a new voice gasped in shock. “What devilry is this?”

Pleasure boiled out of my girl-dick. It pumped into Sister Chastity Hope’s hungry mouth. She gulped it down, swallowing it while her fingers wiggled in my spasming cunt. Pleasure rippled out of me as I squirmed on the seat. It shifted beneath me, the pleasure racing through my body. It was incredible.

I was drunk on the bliss. It boiled through my mind. My head tossed from side to side as the dual delights drowned me in ecstasy. My girl-cock kept erupting, spurting blast after blast of my futa-jizz into the nun’s mouth.

“Sister Chastity Hope, swallow every drop!” I gasped, my pussy spasming harder about her fingers. “You’re so wanton.”

“Sister Chastity Hope!” the new voice gasped again. “Stop this perversity right this instant!”

My eyes fluttered. Through the stars dancing across my vision, I saw the stern face of an older nun glaring at me over Sister Chastity Hope’s shoulders. I shuddered, my fingers kneading my tits as I fired the last blast of my girl-cum into the nun’s hungry mouth.

“Mmm, you have such a friendly nun,” I moaned. “She’s just making me feel so welcomed at your convent.”

“You filthy, lesbian hussies!” the woman shouted. She seized Sister Chastity Hope and hauled her bodily out of the cab, ripping the nun’s mouth off my girl-dick. My shaft waved back and forth, glistening with my passion. “And you, you…”

The older nun’s jaw dropped.

“M-Mother Superior,” Sister Chastity Hope sobbed. “I… I… don’t know what happened. I was… was overcome by the need to… to suck her…”

“Tranny cock?” finished the Mother Superior, her eyes locked on my dick. A sneer spreading across her tight lips. Her green eyes glazed with righteous fury.

“Tranny cock?” I demanded. The way she said those words, with such sneering contempt, angered me.

I wrenched open the door of the van and hopped out, my naked tits bouncing, my girl-dick thrusting before me. I marched around the van to face the angry Mother Superior. She stood gripping the cringing Sister Chastity Hope, waiting for me.

“You think this is a tranny cock?” I demanded. “This is a futa-cock! I have a pussy and a dick. Your nun there was having a great time fingering it, too, weren’t you?”

“Well… I… Yes.” Sister Chastity Hope’s cheeks burned scarlet. The nun shuddered, kneeling beside the Mother Superior. The fingers of her right hand glistened with my pussy juices.

“What are you?” the Mother Superior asked. “A demon given flesh? A walking perversion?”

“Maybe,” I said. I didn’t know how I became a futanari. It seemed to defy all the known laws of how cells grew. Appendages just didn’t grow in seconds to sizes a hundred times their original size in a minute. Nor did they develop all the necessary internal structures so fast, like the vas deferens that ran from my ovaries to the tip of my dick. “Maybe I am a naughty futa-demon sent here to breed every last virgin cunt in this convent.”

Sister Chastity Hope moaned, “Breed…” before she thrust her pussy-coated fingers into her mouth. She sucked on them, fucking them in and out like they were my futa-cock. Her cheeks hollowed. She shuddered, squeezing her hazel eyes shut.

“Breed us?” the Mother Superior demanded, her hips shifting. “You think you’re going to breed us? We are Brides of Christ, demon, not wanton whores who will satiate your perverse lusts.”

“Oh, then what was Sister Chastity Hope doing when you caught her sucking my dick and fingering my twat?” I asked, my hand fisting my futa-cock. My other slid past my shaft to finger my cunt.

“A momentary lapse in judgment,” the Mother Superior said. She grabbed her crucifix and brandished it before me. “Get thee gone, Satan.”

I flicked my eyes to the wooden cross and the man carved on it. I lifted my eyebrow. I waited for the trumpets of heaven to resound, for an angelic chorus to sing, and for holy light to strike me down and drive me away.

“Care to try again, Mother Superior?” I asked, thrusting my fingers into my pussy. I groaned, my cunt so juicy about my digits. My hand stroked my girl-dick faster. A bead of jizz, trapped in my urethra after my orgasm, beaded the tip.

Sister Chastity Hope froze in her finger sucking.

“I might have felt a tingle ripple through me,” I purred. “But that may have been my fingers plunging into my cunt.”

Her face tightened. She fixed her eyes on me and shook the cross again. “In the name of Jesus Christ, I command you to flee, Demon!”

Her voice resounded with such authority. It crackled with such power. Lightning flashed in the distance. Thunder rumbled a moment later. I shivered this time, my pussy clenching down on my fingers, my dick throbbing.

But it was just the storm.

I stroked up my dick again, my tip aching and throbbing. “Well, I don’t think that did—”

With a moan, Sister Chastity Hope lunged forward and sucked on my girl-dick again. She sealed her lips around half of my crown, nursing on the tip. Her tongue fluttered up, brushing my slit, gathering that drop of precum beading there.

“Damn,” I groaned. “Ooh, damn, you’re just a little nun-slut.”

“Sister Chastity Hope!” snapped the Mother Superior. She seized the horny nun by the ear and hauled her off my cock, bringing a gasp of pain from her.

“I’m sorry, Mother Superior!” gasped Sister Chastity Hope. “It’s just… that cock… That cum. Ooh, girl-cum taste so good. It’s so salty and wonderful. And… And… I want to be bred by her. I want her demon-cock to fuck me.”

“It’s not a demon-cock,” I said, remembering what the Christians of West Texas thought. “It’s spreads miracles. Futa-daughters. I’ll give you a gift. God sent me here. I’m the new direction of humans. The new Eve.”

I didn’t really believe those words, but they just spilled out of my mouth. This Mother Superior was annoying me. It felt so good having Sister Chastity Hope sucking on my girl-dick, and now her mouth was gone.

I needed to cum so badly.

“God didn’t send you,” sneered the Mother Superior.

“Oh, yeah,” I smiled. “Then why is your pussy getting so hot. Why is it begging you to let my futa-cock breed your pure depths. Unless… God sent me here. What if I’m an angel spreading my miraculous girl-seed everywhere? Imagine your entire convent blessed by me.”

“No!” she shouted even as Sister Chastity Hope whimpered, “Yes!”

The Mother Superior gripped her crucifix tighter, knuckles whitening. “Your lies may be enticing, but I hear the Adversary in them. You tell me what I want to hear. You think to flatter my ego with your words dripping venom.”

“Dripping futa-cum,” I said.

“Mother Superior,” groaned Sister Chastity. She leaned forward, but the older nun kept a firm grip on her ear. “Please, please, we need her to breed us. She is a miracle. Can’t you feel it? She was sent here to give us such passion.”

“That is your sinful body lying to you,” the Mother Superior said. “You have to fight it. You have to stay pure.”

“Do you want me to breed you, Sister Chastity Hope?” I asked, staring down at her.

“Yes!” she moaned, her face twisted with rapture.

“Then you need to eat the Mother Superior’s cunt. If you want my cock, you have to lick her pussy.”

“She would never do something so perverse,” the Mother Superior said.

I smiled at her. “Oh, you would be surprised what a woman will do when she wants to be bred by my futa-cock.”

“Yes!” Sister Chastity Hope moaned.

The Mother Superior held the nubile nun’s ear to keep Sister Chastity Hope for my girl-dick. It did nothing to keep her from whirling around and attacking the Mother Superior. I shuddered as the younger nun pressed the older back against the side of the van.

Sister Chastity Hope struggled to draw up the Mother Superior’s robe. My pussy clenched on my probing fingers as I watched. Pleasure rippled through me as shock rippled across the older nun’s face. She shook her head from side to side, struggling to push away Sister Chastity Hope’s hands.

“What are you doing?” the Mother Superior groaned. “Control yourself, Sister. Remember your calling.”

“But I want to be bred,” moaned Sister Chastity Hope. “Just stop struggling and let me eat your pussy, Mother Superior.”

“No!” the older nun shouted, her cheeks red. “This is filthy! Vile!”

“It’s the Lord’s will!” I said. “That’s why it makes your pussy so wet. It is, isn’t it?” I asked, a big grin spreading across my lips. “Ooh, yes, the Lord’s will has your cunt dripping.”

“No,” she groaned, her head shaking back and forth. “I would never want this. It’s lesbian sex. It’s fornication and…”

Her words trailed off as Sister Chastity Hope managed to get her head beneath the Mother Superior’s black skirt. I couldn’t see what the younger nun was doing, only witness the movement of her head disturbing the fabric as she rose up between the older nun’s thighs.

“Sister Chastity Hope!” the Mother Superior gasped. “No, no, stop that at once. This is vile! No, no, stop pulling down my panties!”

“But if I don’t eat your pussy,” came the muffled reply of Sister Chastity Hope, “then Becky won’t fuck me with her girl-dick. She won’t breed me.”

“Nope,” I said, fisting my futa-dick faster. “You’ll just have to suffer with that itching, aching pussy.”

“Ooh, she’s wet, too, Becky,” groaned the younger nun. “She’s like me.”

“No, no!” the Mother Superior’s green eyes bulged. She shuddered. “Sister Chastity Hope, stop this right now. You can’t do that.”

“Oh, Mother Superior, you taste as good as Becky.” The nun made a purring sound while the Mother Superior shuddered. “Just delicious. And your silky bush… It’s tickling my face.”

I shuddered, picturing the younger nun’s tongue sliding through the Mother Superior’s hot pussy, the nun’s pubic hair spilling about Sister Chastity Hope’s youthful features. It made my pussy squeeze down on my pumping fingers. My girl-dick throbbed in my stroking hand.

This was so exciting. It made me ache and throb. I wanted to join in on the fun.

The Mother Superior shuddered. She writhed against the side of the van, her body trembling, her breasts jiggling beneath her top. I licked my lips while the younger nun moaned her delight as she plunged into lesbian passion with such enthusiasm. She wiggled her hips, her black robe spilling over her rump, molding to that cute asses.

“Mmm, I’m going to fuck her so hard while she devours you,” I purred. “Doesn’t that sound hot, Mother Superior?”

“It sounds sinful, demon,” she groaned, her head tossing from side to side.

“I know,” I said. “That’s what makes it so much fun. Sinning…” I shuddered. “Sinning is what makes life so worth living.”

I drew up Sister Chastity Hope’s robe. I exposed her slender calves and her lush thighs. Her flesh was so bare. She whimpered in excitement, moaning into the Mother Superior’s cunt. The older nun groaned, her face twisting with passion. She tried to look away as I threw Sister Chastity Hope’s robe up and over her rump, exposing a pair of plain, boring granny panties. Those cheap kind you get in a ten pack from Walmart.

I tugged those down, the Mother Superior licking her lips, her head craning forward. I smiled, looking up at her as I leaned down and kissed at Sister Chastity Hope’s rump. The nun groaned and wiggled her hips, rubbing her butt-cheeks against my face.

“Mmm, I know, Mother Superior, she’s got a cute ass,” I purred.

“Demon!” the nun hissed, but it lost a lot of her bite. Instead, it contained a throaty quality. She jerked her eyes up even as her hips rotated, grinding her hot cunt across Sister Chastity Hope’s mouth.

“Mmm, and she’s got a cute bush, too,” I said, my fingers stroked up and down the nun’s virgin flesh. “Black and thick. Ooh, yes, you’re going to love eating her pussy out when it’s full of my cum.”

“I will not!” she hissed.

I grinned at her. “Of course you will. You won’t get bred until you eat her cunt out full of my spunk.”

I brought my girl-dick to Sister Chastity Hope’s pussy. The nun moaned her excitement into the Mother Superior’s snatch. The older nun shuddered. I could only imagine, hearing the naughty licks and slurps coming from beneath her habit.

Sister Chastity Hope ate pussy with the same gusto she sucked my cock.

I pressed against the nun’s hymen. I groaned in delight at the feel of her maidenhead stretching before my cock. I grinned at the Mother Superior as I took her nun’s cherry. Sister Chastity Hope squealed in delight as I ripped through the thin membrane with a hard thrust and buried into untouched pussy.

“Praise the Lord!” I moaned as I sank into the nun’s silky embrace.

I was the first cock to ever be in her. The first to ever sample her depths. It was incredible. Like with Scarlett and the other virgins of West Texas, it was a spiritual moment. I transitioned Sister Chastity Hope into a new world, ushering her fully into womanhood and soon into motherhood.

Those Christians were right. I was a new Eve, the mother and father of a whole new gender of humans.

I shuddered, gripping the nun’s hips as I fucked her hard and fast. My tits heaved before me. My pussy clenched as I enjoyed this delicious delight. She moaned and gasped into the Mother Superior’s pussy, her hips stirring in circles, stirring her pussy around my dick.

It was incredible.

I groaned, drinking in the pleasure. It surged through me. This wondrous heat. I groaned, a deep thrill rippling through me. I bit my lip, thrusting with all my might as I fucked my girl-dick over and over into pussy, stirring her up, making the nun whimper and moan.

“Sister Hope Chastity!” I moaned. “Ooh, yes, yes, yes, your pussy… Your pussy is heavenly. I’m going to plant a holy daughter in you!”

“Yes!” she moaned into the Mother Superior’s pussy, her head moving beneath the older nun’s robe.

“Oh… oh, my,” the Mother Superior groaned. Her green eyes fluttered. “Oh… This is… This is so sinful. She’s… she’s…”

“Driving you to an orgasm?” I asked, my hips pumping hard and fast, working my girl-dick in and out of the deflowered nun’s pussy.

“Yes!” the older nun moaned. Her face scrunched up in pleasure. “Oh, no, I can’t… I can’t surrender to this… but… but…”

“It feels so good,” I panted, my dick aching inside of the nun’s tight pussy. My tip drank in every silky inch as I pumped away harder and harder. My naked tits heaved before me. “It’s okay. Surrender to your pleasure. Cum on her face and inspire me to breed her!”

“Cum on my face, Mother Superior!” whimpered the nun, her pussy clenching on me. “Then she’ll breed you, too.”

The Mother Superior’s eyes bulged. She gasped, her body heaving. Her head tossed from side to side. Her brown hair spilled out from beneath her veil. Her head tossed back as her body shuddered against the gray van.

“Oh, Lord, yes!” she cried out in rapture.

Ecstasy crossed her face as she came on her nun’s mouth. I shuddered in delight, thrusting hard into Sister Chastity Hope, loving the look of bliss bursting across the older nun’s expression. She shook her head from side to side. Her eyes fluttered. Her body heaved as the pleasure raced through her.

Sister Chastity Hope’s pussy went wild about my cock. Licking hot snatch, drinking the Mother Superior’s cunt cream, sent the younger nun over the edge into ecstasy. Her twat writhed about my dick. Her spasming flesh massaged me. It felt incredible I threw back my head, moaning in delight, welcoming this amazing treat.

It left me shuddering and whimpering. It left me dazed, my head lolling from side to side. My eyes blinked as the pleasure burned so hot through me. This wondrous bliss burst in the depths of my cunt. I rammed into her pussy.

And bred the deflowered nun.

“Sister Chastity Hope,” I moaned, my tits heaving as my cock unloaded into her. I pumped blast after blast of jizz into her.

“Yes, yes, yes, breed her!” the Mother Superior shouted. She reached out and grabbed my tits. She squeezed them, kneaded them. She leaned to me.

We kissed while the younger nun quivered between us. Sister Chastity Hope’s pussy milked my dick as I devoured the older nun’s mouth. I shuddered, hearing women gasp, noticing other nuns watching us on the periphery, shocked by what they saw.

It made me shiver. My dick spurted a final time into the younger nun. I ripped my shaft out of her cunt, unveiling my futa-cock to all the nuns. I licked my lips as I stepped back, tasting the Mother Superior on them.

“Now it’s your turn to be bred by my holy cock, Mother Superior!” I moaned. “On your back. Let Sister Chastity Hope ride your face while I plant my holy daughter into your cunt.”

“Praise the Lord!” the Mother Superior called.

Sister Chastity Hope’s face emerged from beneath the older nun’s robe, her flushed cheeks smeared with pussy cream. She held a pair of balled up panties in her hand, plain and boring white. Without hesitating, the Mother Superior stretched out on her back, her thighs spread wide, her robe sliding down lush, toned legs to reveal a brown bush darkened by juices, thick, engorged pussy lips peeking through.

“Plant your blessed seed in me, futa!” she panted. “Futa-angel!”

The watching nuns gasped and shuddered as I mounted their leader. As I guided my cock to her pussy, my hands lifting up the nun’s rump. Sister Chastity Hope ripped off her habit. Her round breasts bounced in a boring, white bra. That came off a moment later, her tits firm with her youth. Her hair fell black down her face, her veil lost with the rest of her nun’s habit. Cum matted her bush, my seed leaking out of her.

She settled on the Mother Superior’s face as I thrust. My dick sank into a second nun’s tight pussy. It was virgin tight, but it still felt incredible around me. Hot and silky. My back arched, my naked breasts bouncing before me as I slid into her depths.

“Oh, yes!” the Mother Superior moaned even as she pulled down Sister Chastity Hope to sit on her face. I wasn’t sure which excited the older nun more: my girl-dick plundering her tight cunt, or the creampie she was about to devour.

“Mother Superior!” squealed the younger nun, her firm tits bouncing as she squirmed on the older nun’s hungry mouth. “Yes, yes, eat Becky’s holy futa-seed out of my bred pussy!”

The other nuns fell to their knees as if to pray, but their hands rubbed at their pussies through their habits. They stared with feverish eyes as I pumped my girl-dick in and out of their Mother Superior’s tight snatch. Sister Chastity Hope moaned out her worship, grinding her cum-filled muff on the Mother Superior’s hungry mouth.

As I fucked her, I watched her tongue lap out, vanishing into Sister Chastity Hope’s black bush and cum-smeared labia. She gathered my cream and the nun’s pussy juices. It made me ache. It propelled my hips to thrust so hard and fast into the nun.

“I’m going to plant babies in all of you!” I moaned, my hips thrusting away hard and fast. “Oh, yes, you’re all going to be bred by my futa-cock!”

“Hallelujah,” a nun with lush-brown skin moaned.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Sister Chastity Hope moaned. Then she ducked her head down and sucked on my pink nipple.

The sensation shot right to the tip of my girl-dick buried in the Mother Superior’s tight pussy. I shuddered, my hips thrusting faster and faster as I fucked my futa-cock hard and fast in and out of the nun’s snatch. Her pussy clenched down hard on my shaft while she moaned into Sister Chastity Hope’s pussy.

It was so delicious. The young nun worshiped my nipple. Her tongue danced around it between her hot sucks. Her hands fondled both my breasts, squeezing them, her fingers teasing my other nipple. My pussy grew hotter and hotter. My juices flowed down my thighs as I pumped away hard. I slammed my girl-dick so hard and deep into the Mother Superior’s cunt.

“Oh, I’m going to breed you all!” I gasped, the pleasure coursing through me. “Your pussies will all overflow with my seed.”

“Hallelujah,” the brown-skinned nun moaned. Others echoed her.

I shivered, the air brimming with passion. Sister Chastity Hope sucked even harder at my nipple. She loved my nub. I groaned, my pussy clenching so hard. My ovaries grew tighter and tighter with another load of skin.

Then the young nun squealed. Her mouth popped off my nipple. Her arms flew around my neck, pulling my face close to hers. I could smell the spicy musk of the Mother Superior’s pussy adorning her face.

“She’s sucking on my clit, Becky and… and…” Her face scrunched up with pleasure. “Yes! I’m cumming! Praise the Lord!”

She kissed me.

I melted into her lips, thrusting hard into the Mother Superior’s cunt. The spicy flavor adorning the younger nun’s lips sent a wave of heat through me. I slammed forward hard. The silky friction surged around my futa-cock.

I came.

My futa-spunk pumped into the Mother Superior’s pussy. I bred her while the pleasure surged through me. My eyes squeezed shut. I whimpered and moaned. I clung to the younger nun, our nipples caressing as our tongues danced.

The other nuns moaned around us, their masturbatory worship reaching a moaning peak.

Then the Mother Superior joined us. She cried out her rapture into my Sister Chastity Hope’s pussy. Her cunt spasmed around my cock, milking my shaft, drawing out every drop of cum in me. I shuddered, my eyes squeezing shut.

She milked the last drop of my cum out of me.

Buzzing in rapture, I broke the kiss and rose. My dick plopped out of the Mother Superior’s cunt. It dripped pussy juices as I faced the other moaning nuns. I grinned at them as they stared at my cock with such hunger in their eyes.

“Who shall receive my blessed seed next?” I moaned, lost to the naughty fantasy, drunk on the pleasure of these nuns.

They all cried out for my seed. I grinned and knew I would enjoy my stay at the convent.

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April 17th, 2047

“They renamed their convent The Devoted Sisters of the Futa Becky and called themselves Futanarite Nuns after my visit,” I said.

“I’ve never heard about that,” Adelia said. Genuine interest shine on her face, not the cultivated look she used while pretending what I told her was new information.

“They keep to themselves, but they are still devoted to doing good. They only accept girls pregnant with my child. They raise my daughters who have gone out to found new convents around the world, starting their own harems of nuns devoted to serving the God in their strange, Catholic way by helping the faithful understand sex is wonderful.”

“That is so fascinating,” Adelia said. “Religion has always been a large part of the human experience, and it’s remarkable how you’ve affected them, especially those more… repressed.”

“Yeah,” I said nodding my head. “I wish I had been more active about it when younger. I could have done some good during my wanderings with I really thought about it.”

“By being a missionary spreading free love?”

I nodded my head. “But I was young…”

“Well, your actions once you become president bore fruit,” Adelia said. “But we’re not there yet in your story.”

“Not yet.”

“So I understand that it was during your hitchhiking period that you ran into the cult for the first time.”

“Now that was surreal,” I said. I could feel the studio audience growing hushed, ready to hear my tale.

To be continued…

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Fantasy of my two best friends finally getting together. Hope you guys like it, it’s my first time 😉

Gym Lovers Part I

It was a quiet night at the gym. Megan always liked to workout in the evening because the gym was less crowded and she could get more work in. She was standing in front of the mirror doing her dumbbell curls with her 20 pound weights. Another reason she came this late was because she could wear whatever she wanted. She wore her yellow sports bra and her black compression shorts and tennis shoes. As she was looking in the mirror checking herself out, she noticed another girl in the gym doing squats, with quite a bit of weight at that. She was shorter than Megan and blonde. Megan started watching her squat with all that weight and suddenly couldn’t stop watching her. The girl was also wearing a sports bra (orange) and black compression shorts. Megan watched as she squatted the weight. Her form was perfect. Her back was straight, her butt stretched out against her shorts and the muscles in her legs were well defined just like the rest of her. She went down… Then back up… Down… Back up again… Down… Back up. Her form was perfect every time. Megan couldn’t keep her eyes off of her.

“Who was this girl?” She thought.

She started to sweat a little more feeling herself getting hotter. Her breathing increased. She kept standing there watching this girl do ever rep sticking her butt out. It was amazing it didn’t bust right through her shorts. It was then Megan realized that her own hand was rubbing against the outside of her compression shorts. She immediately pulled her hand away and looked around to see if someone noticed. They had not. Megan thought about going to the locker room to shower now but she couldn’t get her mind off of this girl. What about her was making her feel all funny. Megan finally decided to be brave and go over and talk to her. She would just compliment her on her squatting and go back to the locker room. Megan took a deep breath and started to walk over.

Megan started to make her way over to the girl. She was getting more and more nervous with each step. What was wrong with her? It’s just a girl doing squats. She thought. She was starting to turn red as she approached her. The girl raised up from another squat and racked the bar back up. She grabbed her towel and wiped the sweat from her face.

“Oh!” She said noticing Megan, “Hello.”
“Hi!” Megan said nervously.
Megan loved this girls voice. It was exactly how she thought she would sound. Her legs were shaking she was so nervous.

“Can I help you with something?” The girl asked.
“Oh!” Megan said, “Um no I uh actually noticed you from across the room and I wanted to tell you it was really nic… Or um impressive how you were squatting that weight…”
“Oh!” The girl said smiling, “Well thank you! I appreciate it. You weren’t so bad on those Dumbbells yourself. I’m Katie by the way.”
“Thank you! I’m uh Megan”
Megan was blushing so red trying to keep her focus.
“Well nice to meet you Megan. Is there anything else I can do for you?”
“Oh uh no I was just going to take a shower now. Thank you.”
“Ok” Katie smiled, “See you around.”
“Yes definitely.”
Megan walked towards the locker room with a huge grin on her face. Katie watched Megan’s butt sway as she walked and her eyebrows raised with interest.

Megan closed the door of the locker room and slumped against the wall.
“Wow!” She said aloud.
She then noticed her shorts and thong were soaking wet. She pulled them down for a peak and saw that it was all dripping from inside her. She was astonished. She had never leaked out even remotely close to this before. She decided she should probably take a shower and turned on the water. She slipped out of her wet and sweaty clothes and got in closing the curtain. All she could think about was Katie as she started running the shampoo through her hair. Every inch of her was just perfect even her voice. She remembered how she said her name. Megan then realized she was touching herself. It felt so good though she wasn’t about to stop. She couldn’t stop thinking about Katie’s body and how much she wanted to touch her. She ran her fingers around her clit making it bigger. She was moaning as leaned against the shower wall. She thought she was being quiet.

Unknowingly to Megan, Katie had entered the locker room to look for her. She heard the shower and assumed it was Megan in there. She also could hear her. She had to lean closer to the shower to hear her.
“Ohhhh Katie… Mmmm” Megan was moaning, “Ohhhh yeah right there… That’s where I like to be touched baby…”
Katie’s jaw dropped but she also felt herself becoming very warm and hot. She started rubbing her shorts with her hand. She continued to listen.
“Mmmm Katie yes touch me… Oh your arms are so strong.”

Katie was getting so aroused she couldn’t stand it anymore. She slipped out of her clothes and quietly pulled back the curtain. Megan was under the water facing the sprayer rubbing her clit more aggressively. Katie quietly stepped in behind her closing the curtain back. She reached around and put her arms around Megan. Megan jumped and spun around her mouth open to yell but Katie put her hand to Megan’s mouth stopping her smiling at her. Megan grinned back at Katie putting her arms around Katie’s neck. Katie leaned in and kissed Megan softly on the lips. It was exactly as Megan thought it would be. Katie’s lips were so soft and felt so right against hers. Megan lightly kissed Katie back. They started very softly exchanging kisses while rubbing each other’s soft back. It all felt perfect. The hot water coming down on them as they felt each other up. Katie’s arms around Megan waist as Megan’s remained around Katie’s neck. The kissing soon became much more intense. Megan had her hands on Katie’s face as she kissed her. Katie then surprised Megan and pushed her against the shower wall while kissing her roughly. Megan let out a gasp of pleasure as Katie’s kisses began going down to her neck.
“Ahhh” she moaned.
Katie giggled as she sucked on Megan’s neck. Katie’s hand then ran down Megan’s breasts to her abs and finally her clit. Katie stared into Megan’s eyes as she started to run it with her fingers. They continued to kiss each other under the sprayer. Everything felt so right. Megan loved the way she was touching her. Katie’s fingers were soft and just the right size for her clit. She used a circular motion and would occasionally go side to side with her clit. She held her tight with her other arm around her. Megan ran her hands through Katie’s hair.
“Mmmmm Katie… Aaaaahhh…”
Katie started to go faster and faster then she slipped her finger inside of her.
“Ohhh!” Megan gasped of pleasure.
Katie started rubbing Megan’s g spot by moving her middle finger towards her tickling it.
“Oh God! Oh yes!!” Megan cried
Megan felt herself shaking with pleasure. She had never been able to reach her own g spot before and it was something she couldn’t get from a man’s penis. But Katie’s fingers knew right where to touch her.

When the g spot was becoming almost unbearable with pleasure, Katie started to push her fingers deeper inside of Megan. She thrusted her two fingers deeper and faster. Megan clutched Katie’s hair as Katie fucked her. The sound of Megan’s juices and the water made a loud splashing sound that they both really enjoyed. Katie kept going faster and faster. She kissed Megan’s neck some more and ran the fingers of her her hand wrapped around her through her hair. Megan started feeling everything getting tight. She knew it was time. Katie’s soft skin against her, her rock hard body, her fingers inside of her, and her kisses on her neck, Even the smell of her post workout body, it was all rushing through her mind at once and she couldn’t control it any longer. She didn’t want to…
“Ohhh Katie!!! Aaaaahhhh!!!” She screamed.
Katie pulled her fingers out quickly and a clear liquid shot from inside Megan and onto the shower floor instantly being washed down. The pleasure made Megan very weak in the knees and she started to fall over towards Katie. Katie grabbed her tightly with both her arms wrapped around Megan’s. She brought Megan slowly to the floor of the shower where she was sitting on top of Katie. Katie brushed Megan’s hair out of her face and had a big smile on her face. She kissed her once and smiled back at her again. Megan started to regain her focus. The pleasure rushing through her entire body.
“I’ve never felt anything like that.” She whispered to Katie.
“Cause you haven’t been with the right girl before.” Katie said.
“I’ve never been with a girl before.”
“Neither have I.”
Both girls giggled at each other.

By now Megan’s rush of orgasm had given way to a rush of ecstasy. She grabbed Katie by the back of her head and started to kiss her very deeply. Katie’s strong arms remained tight around Megan. Megan started grinding against Katie while seated on top of her. Both of them were moaning quietly. Both girls then leaned back away from each other. Katie wrapped her left leg over top of Megan’s right leg. Megan wrapped her left leg over top of Katie’s right. They scooted together until both of their clits were touching. They then put one arm around each other’s head and and used one arm to keep their balance on the floor. They then stated pulling themselves into each other. Their clits would brush from one side to another back and forth. Feeling their clits touching the other girls gave them a rush of pleasure. They started moaning louder and louder. They looked deep into each other’s eyes. Their muscles were flexed completely from the strain of the exercise. Katie’s big biceps and Megan’s tight abs. The pushed harder and harder into each other until they couldn’t take the pleasure anymore. Both girls felt everything rush to their clit and both of them let out a yell as their orgasms occurred at the same time.

Katie then pulled Megan down on top of her. Megan giggled as she came face to face with Katie and started kissing her. Megan started making her way down Katie’s hard body. She kissed her small breasts and then made her way over to her biceps. Katie flexed them for her and Megan caressed them and kissed them before making her way to Katie’s abs and finally down to her pussy. She started licking Katie’s clit. It was her first taste of a girl. It tasted good. She could see why guys liked it so much. She slipped her middle finger inside of Katie. It was really tight. If she wasn’t wet, it may not have been possible. It was really warm inside of her tough. Megan started to tickle Katie’s g spot just as she had done for her. Katie clutched Megan’s hair tightly.
“Ohhh Megan…” She moaned.
Megan licked her clit while tickling her g spot then began to slide her finger deeper inside of her. It was tighter and tighter the further she went. She started thrusting her finger back and forth while nibbling on her clit. Katie was starting shake just as Megan had done before.
“Megan!!! EEEEEEE!!!”
Megan pulled her finger back out and stuck it into her mouth sucking her cum right off.
“Come here.” Katie said

Megan climbed back on top of Katie and kissed her again on the lips. Katie wrapped her arms around Megan holding her tightly. They didn’t say anything. They just laid there staring into each other’s eyes. Smiling.

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