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“ACTION.” Patty shouted, a little too loud I thought considering the enclosed surroundings. Sonia sat on the sofa flicking through the magazine; her long legs stretched out in front of her and low cut top showing an ample cleavage.

Building a Dream: Part Eighteen

Continues on from part seventeen. The group are at Sonia’s house in Dorking and about to film a porn film as part of the deal to retrieve Kylie’s paintings from her horrible step-father.

“ACTION.” Patty shouted, a little too loud I thought considering the enclosed surroundings. Sonia sat on the sofa flicking through the magazine; her long legs stretched out in front of her and low cut top showing an ample cleavage. The doorbell rang causing her to look towards the front door and stand up. She turned to face the camera, put her hand up to cup her ear towards the front door, smiled and said in a bright manner,

“Someone is at the front door. I know who that is. It is my lover who has come to fulfil my sexual needs since my husband no longer has any interest in satisfying me.” The doorbell rang again and Sonia continued,

“I am now going to answer the door and let him in so he can take me right here in any way he wants.” Sonia approached the front door followed by James with the hand-held camera and pulled it open.

Simon, Jim and Manus were stood in the doorway, hands on hips and looking confident.

“’Hello darling,” Said Jim leaning on the doorframe. “We’re mobile gardeners and we just wondered if you would like you bush trimmed.” Sonia turned to the camera and put her hand to her mouth in surprise.

“Oh my,” she exclaimed. “Three very handsome men asking if they can trim my bush. I only trimmed my bush yesterday and it is now very neat and tidy. I will have to turn them down.” Sonia turned back to them and said, “My bush is neatly trimmed already, but thanks for the offer.”

The three men looked at each other then Manus grabbed Sonia and forced in her to back up down the hall while Simon and Jim entered and shut the door.

“Oh my, Oh my!” Sonia exclaimed as Manus pushed her into the lounge and sat her down on the sofa. He stood in front of her while Simon and Jim began to pull drawers open and open cupboards moving stuff around but not disturbing the contents.

“Where’s your money, bitch?” Manus growled at her. Sonia looked over at Patty and asked,

“Does he have to call me ‘bitch?’

“CUT,” Patty shouted approaching and standing next to Manus in front of Sonia. “They’re here to rob you and has to put a bit of fear in you. He needs to be aggressive to scare you and calling you a ‘bitch’ is meant to belittle you and show that he is in control.”

“Okay,” Sonia said.

“Right,” Patty said standing back behind a static camera. “Let’s go again from where Sonia has just sat down. Positions everyone. ACTION.”

“Where’s your money, bitch?” Manus growled at her, pointing his finger in Sonia’s face.

“I don’t have any,” she replied in a scared voice. “Please don’t rob me. I only have a few trinkets and they have great sentimental value. Please leave me with them. I’ll do anything not to lose them.”

Manus turned to the camera, winked, turned back to Sonia and asked, “Anything?”

“Anything,” she replied. Manus slowly unzipped his trousers, pulled out his cock and held it close to Sonia’s face.

“Suck this.” He ordered. Sonia looked directly into the hand-held camera close to her face, shrugged her shoulders then slowly reached up and wrapped her hand around the stem before bring her mouth forward and taking the helmet into her mouth. She sucked the helmet for a moment and rubbed the stem with her hand before moving forward to bring it fully in and out of her mouth. Simon and Jim stopped going through the drawers and moved to stand next to Manus. They both dropped their trousers and held their cocks out to Sonia, who then took turns sucking each of them going from one cock to another while all three men reached down and groped her breasts.

Simon reached over and stood Sonia up so he could pull her dress off over her head. She was left in a G-string and her gorgeous large breasts unrestrained. Manus leaned forward and kissed her while Simon ran his hands over Sonia’s breasts and Jim put his fingers down the front of her G-string, rubbing her pussy lips and inserting a finger making her squeak. He pulled the G-string down completely and entered another finger followed by another until he had three inside her now very wet, pussy.

Manus laid Sonia on the floor to put his head between her wide open legs. He licked her pussy lips before clamping his mouth over the clit and sucked hard while Simon and Jim got undressed. They offered their cocks to her mouth and she eagerly sucked both cocks alternately, moaning with joy as Manus sucked and bit on her clit. After a few moments he said to her, “Kneel on the sofa slut.”

Sonia got on her hands and knees and yelped as Manus thrust his cock into her pussy in one swift movement. He gripped on to her shoulders and began fucking her hard, ploughing into her as she continued taking each of Simon’s and Jim’s cocks into her mouth and sucking hard.

Manus stopped fucking her and swapped places with Jim who also gripped her shoulders and fucked her hard.

“Take that you fucking whore,” Jim said as he thrust into her, only receiving moans from Sonia who had her mouthful of Simons, then Manus’s cock. Jim swapped with Simon who parted her pussy lips with his fingers and then thrust his big, black cock into her. Her eyes widened as her pussy stretched against first the width, then the full length of one of the biggest cocks I have ever seen. She moaned continuously as Simon fucked her, taking the cocks out of her mouth to catch her breath.

“Do you like my big, black cock?” Simon said as he fucked her, sweeping his cock into her and bringing it almost fully out before plunging quickly and firmly back in.

“Mmm…mmm.” Sonia replied, her mouth full of Manus’s cock.

As the four of them continued to fuck and occasionally swap places, I crept along the wall and into the kitchen. The rest of the group were either sat or stood leaning on the kitchen island watching the action on the monitor. Mike was holding a stopwatch and looking between the action on the screen and the item in his hand.

“Cheryl, Mary and Sue,” He said quietly. “You’re up.” He silently opened the back door and let the three woman leave before following with a *********** in hand.

I moved around and stood next to Jay who was leaning forward on the island watching the fucking going on in the next room.

“Alright?” I asked as I put my arm around her and squeezed a bum cheek.

“Yep,” she replied turning and kissing me before nodding to the monitor. “Sonia’s having fun.”

“Isn’t she just.” I said and ran my hand under her dress and running my fingers up and down her bare arse crack, the G-string now discarded.

“No butt-plug?” I asked as my fingers ran up and down her arsehole.

“I took it out for the filming,” she replied giving my cock a quick squeeze. “I’ve got my name down for DP, DVP and, maybe, if I can handle it, double anal.”

“Fuck, are you sure you can handle that?” I said surprised, considering exactly a week ago any anal play was out of the question.

“Maybe. You never know until you try though,” she replied.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Jim was fucking Sonia while she had her mouth on Manus’s cock and a hand on Simon’s. She pulled the cock out of her mouth and looked directly into the hand-held camera close to her face.

“Oh my,” she said as her body moved back and forth from the thrusting of Jim’s cock. “That is probably my lover who has come to have sex with me, but here I am already having sex to stop these intruders from robbing me. What am I to do?”

“Answer the door and get rid of them of them quickly. We haven’t finished with you yet.” Jim said, pulling his cock out of Sonia and throwing a short and silky nightgown at her. Together, Jim and Simon marched her to the front door followed by James with the camera and stood behind it as Sonia pulled the door open and peered around it, to be greeted by the smiling trio of Cheryl, Mary and Sue.

“Hello,” they all said in unison smiling at Sonia. “We’ve come to see your cuttings that you told us about at the horticultural society meeting the other night. You said that you had managed to make three of them grow thick, hard and long in a very short space of time.”

“It’s not convenient now,” Sonia said out of breath as Simon ran his hand under her arse and started playing with her pussy.”

“That’s a shame,” Cheryl said, looking disappointed. “We were so looking forward to handling some long stems. Are you sure there isn’t time now? We won’t be long. Just a quick look and maybe a touch is all we want.”

“No…no…sorry.” Said Sonia as Simon went off *********** and shoved his cock in her from behind having bent Sonia forward.

“Oh please,” Pleaded Mary who had started to flap the front of her dress up and down revealing no underwear beneath. “We won’t be long and it’s so hot our here.”

At that, Jim stepped from behind the door, fully naked and still sporting a hard cock.

“GET IN HERE.” He shouted at them waving his fist. The three woman looked scared and did as they were ordered. They trotted into the lounge where Manus was waiting, hand on hips and also still hard.

“Sit there and shut up.” Manus demanded, pointing at the sofa. Sonia was bought back into the room by Jim who moved her to kneel on the floor facing the woman on the sofa. Manus slid his cock into her and carried on fucking her while Simon and Jim stood close by, wanking to stay hard and waiting their turn.

“Please don’t hurt us,” Pleaded Sue, opening her legs slightly. James lowered himself and pointed his hand-held camera directly in front of Sue, clearly showing her own lack of underwear.

“Shut it you sluts.” Jim said nodding down at Sonia who was now starting to scream with delight as Manus fucked her faster and harder. “We’ll let you go once we’re finished with her.” He knelt on the floor and moved Sonia’s head down so she could take his cock deep into her mouth, her sucking and the sensation on Jim’s helmet assisted by the back and forth movement of Manus behind her. They then swapped places and Jim kept up the hard thrusting while Sonia took Manus’s cock readily into her mouth.

Mary sat staring at the sight before her. She slowly moved her hand under her dress and started to gently rub herself, keeping a transfixed stare as demanded by the ***********. Cheryl looked sideways at Sue, nodded towards the door then jumped up and ran to the door, followed by Sue. Simon ran after them and grabbed them both by an arm and pulled them back into the room.

“We said sit down and shut up. But you can’t be trusted to do that, can you?” he growled at them. “Get undressed. That should stop you from doing a runner” He stood in front of them as both woman put on scared faces and pulled their dresses over their heads and dropped their underwear until they were naked. Both woman’s naked breasts with firm, hard nipples and waxed smooth pussy’s made my cock twitch a bit more, not just by the little squeezes I was receiving from Jay as I continued to finger her arse.

Simon pushed them firmly to sit the sofa and stood in front of them. His hard cock a few inches from their faces as he moved back and forth in front of them. Both woman stared at the cock moving between them. I knew they had known Simon for many years and had tried to seduce him, but this was the first time they had actually seen it.

Cheryl slowly reached forward and, taking hold of it, started to slowly rub up and down before leaning forward to take it in her mouth. Simon put his head back and let out a loud sigh as Cheryl blew him. She gripped hold of it and moved her head movements to bob up and down on it, occasionally pulling it out and running her tongue up and down the shaft before licking the helmet and taking it back in to her mouth again. Sue reached under his cock and slowly caressed his balls, giving them a little squeeze before Cheryl pointed Simon’s cock at Sue’s mouth who took hold of it and started to suck with long, slow strokes of her head up and down on the huge cock.

Both woman knelt on the floor in front of Simon and took turns in sucking the big cock and then licked it together, one either side of the helmet, before their tongues met and they started kissing. They took hold of each other’s breasts and fondled, pinched, licked and nibbled their each other’s nipples. Cheryl turned back to sucking Simon as Sue slipped her hand behind Cheryl’s arse and began to finger her. James expertly moved his position to catch the action on a close-up while Stacey held the other camera and filmed the action from the side.

Simon moved behind Cheryl and slipped his cock into her pussy. He gripped her thighs and slowly slid his cock in and out of her while Sue laid down in front of Cheryl allowing her to lick and suck on her pussy as she entered two fingers in. Jim watched the action as he fucked Sonia and gave a little smile. He was probably thinking the same as me. This was going well.

Stacey’s camera moved to face Sonia who was still being thrust forward and back by Jim fucking her. She pulled Manus’s cock out of her mouth, looked directly into the camera and said,

“Oh my,” she said, a little out of breath, “I never expected my poor friends from the horticultural society to get involved in this. I do hope they’re not angry and have me thrown out.”

Simon fucked Cheryl harder, causing her head movements to thrust harder down on Sue’s pussy who let out a sudden shriek and started to judder and shout as she started to cum. This was quick and definitely not in the ***********. The camera moved quickly and just managed to catch the view as Sue squirted over Cheryl’s fingers as she bucked hard against Cheryl’s face and fingers and screamed as her orgasm pummelled her body.

Cheryl lifted her head, a few drops of Sue’s ejaculate dripping from her chin and shut her eyes and panted as Simon continued fucking her. She moaned over and over as the big, black cock filled her and, judging by the look on her face via the monitor, she seemed that she too was about to cum. Simon, keeping to ***********, pulled his cock out, turned to where Jim was knelt fucking Sonia next to him and moved his cock to her mouth. She took it in and sucked as Jim carried on pumping into her. Cheryl laid on her back and opened her legs wide, allowing Sue to go down on her, gripping Cheryl’s arse and pulling her pussy firmly on to her mouth.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned my head to see Mike holding his copy of the ***********. “Front door, mate,” he said. “You’re next.” Jay gave me a quick kiss.

“Good luck,” she said, winking. I had a quick look down at Mike’s ***********, ran through my lines quickly and followed him out of the back door. I reached the front and watched Mike as he counted down quietly the time on the stopwatch.

“3, 2, 1…now.” He said and I rang the doorbell.

A few moments later the door opened and I saw Mary’s head poking around it at a low level. I knew from the *********** that Manus would be stood behind the door, having bent her over and was now fucking her.

“Not…today…thank…you.” Mary spluttered, trying to get the words out but having trouble as, I imagined, Manus’s cock ploughed in and out of her.

“Who are you?” I asked, remembering my lines. “Where’s the lady of the house. It’s her I’ve come to see.”

“She’s…busy, oh fuck,” Mary said shutting her eyes as Manus fucked her harder.

“Busy? She won’t be too busy to see me.” I said and pushed the door open and walked straight through to the lounge, remembering not to look at the cameras.

I stood hand on hips and stared down at Sonia as Jim and Simon spit-roasted her.

“What is going on here?” I demanded of her. Simon pulled his cock out of Sonia’s mouth and moved to one side allowing James to point his camera for a close-up on Sonia’s face.

“Oh my,” Sonia said, addressing the camera and moving back and forth on Jim’s cock. “Here I am having sex with complete strangers and my lover is here. I have already had all three penises in my vagina….do I have to say, ‘penises’ and ‘vagina’?”

“CUT,” shouted Patty. “Keep your positions. Chris, take polaroid’s all around the room. What’s wrong with saying ‘penis’ and ‘vagina’?”

“Well,” Sonia said moving forward from Jim’s cock and sitting on the floor. “I’m getting fucked in all manner of ways, as is other people all around the room. Surely I would be a bit more, well, crude with what I say. Wouldn’t I say something like ‘Prick’ and ‘pussy’ or ‘dick’ and ‘snatch’ ‘cock’ and ‘cunt’ or even ‘todger’ and ‘twat’?”

“Sounds like a bad solicitors,” said Jim which got us all laughing, well, all apart from Patty.

“I didn’t want to have too much vulgarity in the film,” she said to all of us. “I’m not overly fond of bad language. However, if you want to say something different, I think we should decide on what.”

“We could put it to the vote,” I suggested.

“Okay,” Patty said, her pencil at the ready to adjust her ***********. “Everybody, who’s for ‘prick’ and ‘pussy’?”

A solitary ‘aye,’ came from the kitchen

“’Dick’ and ‘snatch’?”

A couple of ‘ayes’ came from the kitchen and a hand in the air from Stacey. Patty took a deep breath, shut her eyes and said, “cock’ and ‘cunt’?”

Everybody said ‘aye’ at once making it the clear winner. Patty scribbled furiously on all the pages of her ***********. “Okay, ‘cock’ and ‘cunt’ it is then. So nobody wants ‘todger’ and ‘twat’ then?”

“Oh, I’m always partial to that,” Cheryl said followed by a little laugh which bought more laughter from us all.

“Okay, let’s get back into position and take it from Steve entering the room.” Patty said stepping back behind a static camera.

“Does anyone need ‘fluffing’?” Stacey asked looking at the four men in the room. We all looked down to examine our cocks, even me and I was still dressed. Jim had his hand rubbing his cock throughout the conversation and was semi-hard. He winked at me and said to Stacey as he stood up,

“I could do with a bit, if you don’t mind?”

“Okay.” Stacey replied who then walked over and knelt in front of him. She took hold of his cock and started to lick the helmet before reaching under with her hand to cup his balls. She slowly pushed her lips over the helmet and slowly, very slowly moved her head back and forth, taking his cock further into her mouth with each movement. Jim put his head back and exclaimed, “Oh fuck, that is good.”

I saw the stem of his cock get firmer with each movement of her mouth and within a minute of her starting, she had got him rock hard.

“Thank you Stacey, you can stop now” Patty said. “Chris, can you get everyone in position please?” Chris nodded and used the few polaroid pictures in his hand to get everyone back into position, either by describing how they were or by moving them with his hands, although this was only for the women.

“Everyone ready?” Patty asked. We all nodded. “Okay, Steve, you’ve just come into the room. We’ll start from Sonia’s piece to camera. “ACTION.”

“Oh my,” Sonia said, again addressing the camera while moving back and forth on the thrusting of Jim’s cock. “Here I am having sex with complete strangers and my lover is here. I have already had all three cocks in my cunt and I don’t doubt that they will want a repeat visit.”

Stacey pointed the hand-held camera she had in my face and looking directly at it I addressed it in an angry tone,

“I’ve come over here to sexually satisfy my lover who’s needs are ignored by her husband and I find her with two cocks in her either end. Does she not need me anymore? Am I not enough to fulfil her urges? I intend to find out. I’m am not a happy-chappy. I am going to leave now and never come back”

“Oi,” Manus said over his shoulder to me as he knelt behind Mary, fucking her as she knelt on the sofa. “You’re not going anywhere until we’re done. Get undressed and sit on the sofa. We don’t want you running away now, do we?”

I feigned fright on my face and quickly undressed, throwing my clothes to one side. I sat directly in front of Mary so her face was a few inches from my cock as she was pushed back and forth on Manus’s cock. She slowly moved her body so she was kneeling closer and stared at my already hard cock. She lifted a hand and gripped it before enclosing the helmet with her lips and taking me in her mouth. Fuck, it felt good. The movement of Manus fucking her helped her tongue to run up and down the shaft and take me further into her mouth. The sensation was outstanding. I ignored the cameras filming from all directions and put my hands on her head, holding firmly her to my cock as she used her tongue and lips to incite a wave of pleasure over me.

Cheryl had just stopped squealing from an orgasm bought on by Sue’s tongue and fingers and was laying on her back on the floor panting; her nipples hard and firm and evidence of a very wet pussy, judging from the glistening around her inner thighs and the way that Sue was licking her lips and gently wiping some vestige from her face. Cheryl looked up at me, gave a little wink then got on her knees and crawled next to Mary and took hold of my cock. Mary pulled back from me and let Cheryl take over sucking me, firmer and harder, maintaining eye contact with me throughout.

Manus was fucking Mary who was now knelt on the sofa next to me and shouting with each thrust while Simon and Jim were spit-roasting Sonia. Sue laid under her and sucked on her nipples as each man got a good rhythm going of a cock going in one end as the other pulled out. I hadn’t discussed with Patty, nor Cheryl, how I was to fuck her and considered changing position, Cheryl stopped sucking and climbed up to put her knees either side of my legs. She gripped my cock and lowered herself down on to me, her warm and wet pussy accepting the full length of my cock as she sat on me. She put her arms around my neck and leaned her mouth to my ear and whispered,

“I am going to fuck you all afternoon. You’re mine and no one else’s for today.” She then kissed me softly and both our tongues met, not in a frenzy of sexual wontedness, but tender and slowly as if it was two lovers embracing to share a passionate moment. I held on to her arse cheeks and gently assisted her with her fucking, lifting her a little with each movement. We still kissed and didn’t separate for what seemed like an eternity but realistically, must have only been about a minute. The sliding of my cock in her pussy felt tremendous. She was smooth, yet tight and the grip she had was nothing I had ever encountered before, not with Jay, Katy, Sonia nor Sara. This, I privately admitted to myself, felt like one of the best fucks I had ever had.

Just then there was a loud banging on the front door together with repeated presses on the doorbell and I knew that, in a moment, I would have some lines to say. Cheryl pulled her face away from mine and looked at me smiling and started yelling ‘yes, yes,’ out loud as she lifted herself up and down on me. For the cameras benefit, we both froze and looked at each other when we heard Jay shouting,

“LET ME IN YOUR BITCH. I KNOW MY HUSBAND IS IN THERE BECAUSE I FOLLOWED HIM AND SAW HIM GO IN. I KNOW YOU’RE HAVING AN AFFAIR NOW LET ME IN. I AM GOING TO KICK YOUR ARSE!”

I had never heard Jay shout like that before. We had minor disagreements now and then but never anything that led to a shouting match. This was definitely a side to Jay, all be it pretend, that I had never encountered before.

Simon, who was fucking Sonia, turned to Sue who was now sat against an armchair fingering herself and watching the action around her, and ordered,

“You, slut. Go and answer the door and get rid of them.”

Sue got up, smoother her hair down and trotted to the door where Jay was still shouting and banging on it. Sue opened it a crack and said,

“Sorry, we’re busy at the moment. Can you come back later please?”

“WHAT IS GOING ON IN THERE?” Jay shouted as the shouting and yelping from Mary and Cheryl got louder, being exaggerated with their volume. The door was forced open by Jay who marched straight into the lounge followed by Katy and Kelly. She went wide-eyed and open-mouthed in shock at the scene before her. She first looked at Sonia getting fucked by Simon with Jim’s cock in her mouth and then at me and Cheryl. In the corner of my eye I watched as James moved slightly forward with the hand-held camera to zoom in on me. Remembering my lines, I looked around Cheryl directly at the camera and said,

“Oh bloody hell, it’s the missus! She’s followed me here to where I’m meant to be satisfying my lover and now I’ve been caught in an even worse situation. What am I to do?”

All three women stood with their hands on their hips and stared at me. Jay moved slightly forward and started wagging her finger at me shouting,

“YOU BASTARD! I KNEW YOU WERE HAVNING SEX HERE BUT I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE WITH HER”

She pointed at Sonia who had stood up and stepped away from Simon and Jim and stood cross armed facing Jay as the rant continued

“HOW DARE YOU BE HAVING SEX WITH SOMEONE ELSE INSTEAD. IF YOU’RE GONG TO BE UNFAITHFUL TO ME AT LEAST HAVE THE DECENCY TO DO IT WITH ONLY ONE WOMAN! MY FRIENDS,” She pointed back to Kelly and Katy who were stood still with looks of shock on their faces. “MY FRIENDS SAID I WAS IMAGINING IT AND CAME WITH ME FOR SUPPORT IN CASE I WAS RIGHT AND LO AND BEHOLD, I AM!”

Sonia walked slowly up to Jay with her hands out to calm her while Simon and Jim moved behind Katy and Kelly who stood very still with looks of shock on their faces.

“Shh, it’s okay,” Sonia said softly to Jay and moved to stand in front of her. “It’s not like you think. Yes, I have been having sex with your husband but it’s only because I asked him to. He didn’t come after me. We met when he did work on my house and I wanted him as soon as I laid eyes on him. You see, my husband has lost all interest in me…” Sonia moved closer towards Jay as she spoke with her hands up defensively in front of her.

“…for a year I haven’t had sex with my husband. I haven’t had that feeling of a man’s touch on my body, that gentle caress…”

Sonia moved her hand to Jay’s face and gently and lightly stroked her cheek.

“…that feeling of being wanted, that feeling of excitement knowing that ultimate pleasure will be shared…”

She moved her other hand around Jay’s back and caressed Jay’s back, running her fingers up and down her spine with the gentlest of touches.

“You know that feeling, don’t know? When you feel a hand on your breast..”

Sonia moved her hand from Jay’s back and gently pulled down the top of her summer dress allowing both firm and beautiful breasts to be released. She caressed Jay’s breast circling the nipple with her fingers,

“…the gentle touch as excitement builds, the shiver that run through you when you know that very soon…”

Sonia moved her face close to Jay’s until she was a couple of inches away, still maintaining eye contact.

“…very, very soon, you will be kissed.” Sonia moved in and gently kissed Jay. Jay face softened as she closed her eyes and received the kiss. It was a small kiss to begin with and then their lips parted and I saw the tips of their tongues meet, gently touching at first before Jay moved her hands up and, holding Sonia’s face, pushed her tongue into Sonia’s mouth. They embraced and stood there kissing, slowly at first before holding each other tight and frantically began kissing harder, Sonia holding Jay’s face with both hands as their tongues moved from mouth to mouth. Sonia, not breaking from the kiss, pulled the summer dress down from Jay and on to the floor, leaving her stood naked. Both girls started running their hands over each other’s body’s; their breasts, their arse cheek’s and then slowly touching each other’s pussy’s, parting the wet lips and exploring with their fingers.

“CUT.” Shouted Patty.

“No!” Jay exclaimed breaking away from Sonia.

“Sorry,” Patty said approaching the girls. “We’re going to go again but this time you will say your piece directly into camera as you slowly move forward. Jay, you will look directly into the camera as Sonia speaks so we can get your reaction. The two pieces of film will be edited in.”

Sonia moved back and allowed James to stand in front of her with the camera pointed in her face while Jay pulled her dress back up and did the same to Stacey holding the other camera.

“ACTION.” Shouted Patty and Sonia repeated her speech staring directly into the camera and slowly moved forward while Stacey filmed Jay’s reaction which went from angry, to calm, to turned on as she parted her lips and softened the look on her face, the camera moving slowly closer.

“CUT” Patty shouted. “How did that look?” she asked James who gave her the thumbs up along with Stacey.

“Okay, we’ll go from your embrace and then follow you down to the floor as Sonia seduces Jay. Stacey will film Kelly and Katy with Simon and Jim simultaneously. Positions everyone.”

Manus hadn’t moved from his position behind Mary although he had slowed his pace. Cheryl was still sat on my hard cock deep inside her and we had kissed tenderly as Sonia and Jay had done their piece to camera.

“ACTION,” Patty shouted. Manus continued fucking Mary and Cheryl began moving up and down on me again, still embracing me and kissing me, our tongues not wanting to part. I saw Sonia pull Jay’s dress down and then run her fingers to Jay’s pussy. They laid down on the rug in the big open space in front of the sofa’s and continued kissing, sucking and biting each other’s nipples before Jay laid back and Sonia lowered her face to Jay’s pussy and started running her tongue up and down the lips before sucking on her clit. Jay let out a yelp and held Sonia’s face to her while playing with her own nipples with her other hand.

James filmed this out of shot from the static cameras while Stacey did the same to Simon and Jim who had begun to undress Kelly and Katy who were stood very still with looks of shock on their faces as they watched Sonia going down on Jay.

Simon laid on the floor and indicted for Katy to sit on his face. Jim moved Kelly to an armchair next to them and knelt Kelly on the floor in front of it. She gripped the arms of the chair as he slid his cock into her, making her squeal and then pant as he proceeded to fuck her fast. Katy panted fast as Simon attacked her clit with his tongue and began to buck her hips up and down on his face. He tapped her arse and indicated for her to turn around which she did, enabling her to take his big cock into her mouth while he ate her pussy and licked up and down between her arse cheeks, probing her arsehole with his tongue.

Sonia and Jay had moved positions and were now eating each other pussy’s and fingering each other. I glanced down and saw Jay probing Sonia’s arsehole with the tip of her middle finger. Sonia had told Manus and I that anal play was definitely not an interest for her but she didn’t react negatively and allowed Jay to gently push the finger in to the first then second knuckle.

Sonia lifted her face away from Jay’s pussy and silently exclaimed, “Oh fuck,” as Jay began moving her finger quicker in and out of her arsehole while pushing two fingers into her pussy. “Oh fuck,” Sonia said again, this time louder. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck…I’m cumming!” she shouted followed by a loud scream as her body stiffened and she squirted over Jay’s hands and face. James had moved lower down and, out of sight of the static cameras, had caught the whole orgasm with his hand-held camera. Sonia’s body shook as the orgasm run its course, still shouting “Fuck, fuck,” until it subsided, allowing her body to relax.

As Sonia began to relax Jay let out a yell and also started cumming. Sonia’s fingers were still firmly implanted in Jay’s pussy and had stiffened as she came, bringing on Jay’s orgasm. Jay shuddered and I could see Sonia’s fingers becoming wetter as Jay’s ejaculate covered them. Jay screamed several times, her eyes tightly shut as she shook and jerked. She eventually quietened down and lay still while Sonia moved around and gently took her face in her hands and kissed her. They laid kissing for a short while and holding each other tight.

Cheryl was still moving up and down on me and held my face to her breasts. I gently bit her nipples and maintained my tight grip on her arse cheeks, lifting her up and down on me before moving my face up to kiss her again, her arms tightly wrapped around my neck.

We stopped kissing and held on to each other, her face next to mine as we quickened our pace. I glanced around and watched the activity in the room. Simon was fucking Katy on the floor who was on her back while he held her legs over his shoulders. Jim was fucking Kelly on her knees against the armchair with a bunch of her hair in his hand, pulling her head back as he slipped his hard cock quickly in and out of her. Next to us, Mary had swopped with Sue who was on her knees against the sofa and being fucked by Manus. Mary moved behind the sofa and had started to kiss Cheryl over my shoulder. I could hear them as their tongues met emitting little groans and pants from Cheryl. I had no doubt that Mary was fingering herself as she kissed Cheryl, judging from her own little pants.

I causally looked around the rest of the room. Stacey was crouched down behind a chair and was zooming in with her camera on Jim and Kelly with Simon and Katy in the background. James was also crouched down, alternating between filming Cheryl as she fucked me and Sonia and Jay on the floor who were now embraced and kissing. I saw him move the camera and follow Mary as she moved from behind me to sit on the armchair and open her legs wide in front of Kelly who moved her face and tongue down on to Mary’s wet pussy.

Patty was stood behind one of the static camera’s watching the action around the room and crossing out sections of her *********** in pencil as each part was met. Chris was stood close by also watching with a *********** in one hand while the other held the Polaroid camera. The fact that he had a big hard on was clearly evident through his jeans.

Cheryl leant her lips close to my ear and whispered, “No one else is going to cum in me, on me nor anywhere near me today. I only want you.” She moved her face in front of mine and our eyes met. She looked at me with a mixture of passion and pure feeling. This wasn’t just a fuck we were having; this was becoming a moment and I knew that she was the only one I wanted to fuck. Despite the situation and the naked bodies on offer around us, I knew she meant it and I agreed. I only wanted to fuck her.

Just then, I heard the front door open followed by a shout of “Honey, I’m home.”

Phil walked into the room followed by Keith, Clive and Sara, who was carrying the holdall with the sex toys provided by James. They stopped in their tracks and took in the situation before them, looks of shock on their faces.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?” Phil shouted down at Sonia who was still locked in an embrace with Jay on the floor. “YOU’RE HAVING AN ORGY…IN MY HOUSE. HOW DARE YOU CHEAT ON ME. HOW DARE YOU. HOW DARE YOU, ESPECIALLY WHEN I HAVE MY WORK COLLEAGUES WITH ME!”

Leaving Jay on the floor, Sonia stood up and faced Phil. She put her hands on her hips and addressed him.

“Yes, I am having an orgy. It wasn’t planned, it just happened and you know what? It’s been good, very, very good. I’m getting some sex at last. Something you haven’t wanted for a while. Do you even remember what sex is? Let me remind you…”

She pointed her finger around the room at the couples having sex, although we had all frozen in our positions.

“..It’s when a man and a woman join together and enjoy each other’s bodies. It’s when two people want to share an experience together and satisfy their desires. It’s a hard cock and a wet cunt. It’s sordid and yet, loving. You haven’t come near me in over a year and why is that? It’s because I won’t satisfy your perversions, your demands of sexual practices that are just not what I want to do. Do you really think I want your cock in my arse? Do you really think I want to be pissed on? Do you? Is that something that everyone does?”

Sonia turned to everyone in the room who had started nodding and smiling before turning back to face Phil.

“Well, I don’t and I won’t.”

She turned and pointed down at Jay who was laying on her side, her head propped up on her hand watching Sonia give her speech.

“I’ve been having sex with her husband because you won’t go near me. I’ve had sex with these men…”

She pointed at Manus, Simon and Jim, then Jay.

“ …and I’ve just had sex with her and do you now what? It’s been wonderful and I’m going to do it again and again and again because they want to and they want me. Unlike you.”

Phil looked seriously berated. He dropped his head and said,

“I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry. You hear about those sexual practices more often nowadays. It’s on the TV and in a lot of films. I just wanted to try it. I didn’t realise how you felt. I never meant to hurt you or make you feel unwanted or unloved. I was just curious, that’s all. I thought that I had put you off having sex forever when you said no so forcefully. In a way, I think I was giving you space until you were ready to be with me again. I love you so, so much. I’m sorry”

Sonia approached Phil and put her arms around his neck and he put his arms around her.

“Do you mean that?” she asked. “Are you really sorry?”

“Yes, yes I am. Very much so. I love you and I just want to make love to you all the time.”

Sonia kissed him and he responded. They stood kissing for a little while until Sonia dropped to her knees and undid Phil’s trousers. His large, hard cock was released and she took it in her mouth, sucking hard and fast which made him gasp. He pulled his jacket and shirt off then pulled her up towards him to kiss again while he stepped out of the rest of his clothes. She took his hand and moved to the back of the sofa where myself and Cheryl were.

James moved on his knees with the camera and crouched to film close up as Sonia bent over the back of the sofa and let Phil enter her, giving out a gasp as his cock filled her. I tapped Cheryl’s arse and motioned with my eyes to move to the floor. She stood up and laid down between the sofa and an armchair, opened her legs and pulled me down onto her. I slipped in quite easily and kissed her, keeping up a slow pace with my fucking. I did have a problem though. I knew I was going to cum soon and was unsure of how to indicate this to Patty for the close up.

I put my mouth to Cheryl’s ear and whispered,

“I’m going to cum soon. All of this is too exciting.”

“Cum in me,” she whispered back. “I want you to fill me with your cum and never stop. I want every drop to stay in me forever. I never want to let you go.”

This did it for me and I started fucking her harder and got shouts of “fuck me,” back from Cheryl as I did so. I pumped harder and faster and could feel the familiar feeling of cum rising and getting ready to meet her request.

“Aaaarrrggghhh…” Cheryl shouted as I felt her fingernails dig into my shoulders as she gripped me tight, “I’m cumming.” She looked at me and we maintained eye contact as our resplendent orgasms came to the climax

“And me,” I shouted and did so. I began to cum and fill her, each stroke and movement letting out more into her as she screamed and her body became taught with her own orgasm.

“CUT.” Patty shouted but there was no way I could stop and carried on doing so, feeling myself getting drained with each stroke. The room was silent apart from the two of us as we groaned, moaned and let out a final gasp. I stopped moving and kissed Cheryl as she put her arms gently around my neck. This was a moment of not just hard sex but of passion and feeling and I wasn’t going to let anyone ruin it.

“Are you done, Steve?” Patty asked sounding very pissed off, standing hand on hips behind me.

I looked behind me and nodded, “Yes, sorry about that.”

Patty furiously scribbled in pencil on her *********** and said to the group,

“If anyone, and I mean the men here, think they are close to cumming you will have to make some sort of indication so we can get the camera shot. Did either of you get that?” she asked James and Stacey.

“I did,” came a quiet voice from behind an armchair. Stacey stood up with the hand-held camera in her hand. “I caught them cumming from the side but not a close up of the genital area as they came.”

“Okay. Steve don’t move. I want a close up of you pulling out and of Cheryl’s vagina as the cum leaks out. Jay, would you like to go down on Cheryl and, er, clean her up?”

“Sure,” she replied with a smile and moved into position behind me.

“Okay,” Patty said, “Stacey, get in close on the floor and get this. We’ll continue with the rest afterwards. If any of you are going to cum, stop having sex and say out loud, ‘Eureka.’ We can then stop and get the close ups.”

Patty moved back behind a static camera and shouted,

“Action.”

I kissed Cheryl again and pulled my cum sodden cock out of her. As I stood up Stacey moved in close and filmed the thick trickle of my cum slowly leaving Cheryl’s pussy. Jay then laid down between Cheryl’s open legs and ran her tongue up and down Cheryl’s pussy lips getting globule after globule of my cum on her tongue and swallowing each drop. Satisfied she had got it all she moved up and kissed Cheryl and then knelt in front of me to suck and lick any remaining cum dripping of my spent cock. Having cleaned me she sat back and smiled up at me.

“CUT.” Patty shouted.

Cheryl kissed Jay again then stood up, leaving Jay on the floor and moved next to me behind a static camera putting her arm around me as I hugged her. She was still a bit out of breath and her panting was quite audible.

Patty noticed this and said,

“Sorry Cheryl, you’re a little bit too loud. Why don’t the two of you go and get cleaned up and grab a bite to eat in the kitchen. You can still watch on the monitor in there.”

“Quick shower?” Cheryl asked me with a smile.

“Okay,” I said.

“Tell you what,” Patty said to the group. “Let’s take a twenty minute break and start from Mary and Sue seducing Keith and Clive. Chris, polaroid’s please.”

Chris went around the room taking pictures of everyone from different angles while I led Cheryl by the hand to the downstairs shower. I ran it cool and the two of us got in together, Cheryl tucking her hair into a shower cap before we washed each other with the gel’s provided. Every so often we would embrace and kiss, holding each other tight as we did so. I think we spent more time kissing in there than washing. I was so attracted to Cheryl and I felt a tinge of regret knowing that today would be the last day of our sexual adventures and that I would never get to be with this wonderful woman again.

We stepped out, dried each other and, still naked and hand in hand, joined the rest of the group who were in the kitchen munching on the remains of the lunch buffet. We helped ourselves to a sandwich and a couple of sausage rolls and poured a coffee from one of the fresh pots Sonia had just made.

Jay came over and kissed me. “This is fun.” She said as she drained her coffee cup. “And you came quick. There should be a forfeit for that.”

“Okay,” I said hugging her. “I’ll cook for a week when we get back tomorrow.”

Jay laughed and said to Cheryl, “That’s not a forfeit, that’s a punishment for me. He can’t cook. No, I’ll think of some form of forfeit for you.” She winked at me and left to go to the loo.

“ONE MINUTE.” Patty shouted from the lounge and I could see her on the monitor discussing the next camera angles with James and Stacey. Everyone left the kitchen apart from myself, Cheryl, Paul, Kylie and Mike who I saw had taken out a large, cream covered cake from the fridge. Cheryl and I took a seat at the kitchen island and watched the monitor with Paul, Kylie and Mike stood behind us..

The view from the four cameras was on the screen and we could see Chris indicating to people where they should be. I saw Manus, Simon and Jim say something to Stacey who then dropped to her knees as they stood in front of her and started to blow each of them, one after another, gripping their balls as she bobbed her head up and down on each cock. The looks on their faces told me that she must have a great skill in this as, within moments, all three were hard and put into position by Chris and Patty using the polaroid’s. I picked up the remote and turned the volume up a little so we could hear what was being said.

Sonia was bent over the back of the sofa with Phil behind her while Manus was on his knees fucking Sue on the floor against the sofa where she rested her arms for support . Simon was fucking Katy on the floor in front of Jim who was fucking Kelly as she knelt on the floor with her face between Mary’s wide open legs who was sat in the armchair. Each man was doing slow movements to keep them ready for when Patty shouted…

“ACTION.”

Keith and Clive were stood watching the action before them looking unsure of how to react. Mary stood up from the armchair, knelt down and kissed Kelly. Jim stopped fucking Kelly and sat back on the floor, gripping his cock to keep it hard and watched as both women approached Keith and Clive and began to kiss them. Keith started to grope Kelly’s breasts and dropped his head to suck her nipples while Mary had unzipped Clive’s trousers and was bobbing her head back and forth as she sucked him. Both men got undressed quicker than I expected and I watched as both woman got on their hands and knees next to each other and began kissing as Keith slid his cock into Kelly and Clive did the same to Mary.

Through the kitchen door I could hear the moans from the woman as they got fucked in the various different positions. Jim moved in front of Kelly who took his cock in her mouth and was duly spit-roasted. Jay had taken one of the strap-on’s from the bag that Sara had dropped at her feet in shock upon entering and was plunging the large dildo attachment in and out of her pussy and squealing with each stroke.

The view from one of the hand-held cameras changed as the camera moved behind Sara, who was stood in a very business-like attire of smart blouse and skirt, arms crossed watching the orgy. She turned to the camera, smiled and said in her exaggerated Dutch accent,

“You British, you do make me laugh. Why are your orgies always unplanned? Why are they so disorganised?” she pointed her thumb over her shoulder in Phil and Sonia’s direction. “A man comes home from work with his work colleagues on his way to a sex toy convention, to pick up some papers he’s forgotten and finds his wife having an orgy and he is shocked and angry. Why? He should be thrilled to find his wife enjoying several different cocks and cunts. Isn’t it every mean’s dream to watch his wife getting ravaged? In the Netherlands we are so, so much more liberal. Swinging is almost a national pastime. We have plenty of sex clubs where couples can go and live out any desire they may have whether it is a threesome, a foursome, a gangbang, anal sex, fisting and even watersports. To us, all of those activities are perfectly normal. What girl wouldn’t want to have a cock in her mouth and cunt at the same time? What girl wouldn’t want to have a cock in her cunt and arse at the same time, maybe with a big cock in her mouth as a bonus. What girl wouldn’t want to have two cocks in her cunt or two cocks in her arse or maybe even…”

Sara raised her fist up to the camera.

“… a fist in her cunt or arse. It’s not freaky or unusual, it’s just another way of heightening the pleasure of sex.”

As Sara spoke I saw Jay in the background fit the strap-on belt around her waist and approach Sara from behind. She stood behind her, reached around and started to unbutton Sara’s blouse and slip it off her shoulders and onto the floor. Sara didn’t react as she continued talking.

“I personally like to go to a club on my own and have someone film me so I can show it to my husband later. I wander around the place naked, looking in all the rooms to see what the action is. If a man approaches me then I will fuck him. If two men approach me I will fuck them both. If they want to fuck my cunt and arse, I will let them…”

Jay had reached around and had been playing with Sara’s breasts as she spoke, still not reacting. Jay unzipped Sara’s skirt and let it drop to the floor. She wore nothing underneath and we got a clear view as Jay parted Sonia’s legs, reached under and play with her bald pussy lips before entering a finger.

“…and if they want to cum in me that way, I will also let them. I will take cum anywhere; my mouth, my cunt and my arse-the more the better. I will have gangbangs where an endless amount of cock will fuck my cunt, arse and mouth over and over. As for fisting, well…”

Jay stopped fingering Sara and bent her forward, the camera lowering to keep focussed on her face as she spoke. I saw Jay kneel down, part Sara’s arse cheeks and push her face in to, I presume, rim her and lick her pussy.

“…if a man has a small hand and wants to fist me, then I will let him; my pussy and arse are always willing to be filled that way. I might find a lovely lady in there. If so, I will finger her, lick her, taste her juices…”

Jay stood up behind Sara and held her bent over as she lined the dildo attached to the strap-on she was wearing to Sara’s pussy.

“…fist her and fuck her in every way imaginable. I love sex. I want sex all the time. So, what I am trying to say is, be more open, more liberal and let yourself go. You’re only young once….aahhh.”

Jay slid the dildo into Sara causing her to shut her eyes and gasp. Neither girl moved for a few moments before Jay held on to Sara’s hips and proceeded to slowly fuck her. Sara opened her eyes, winked at the camera and started to gasp quicker as Jay fucked her faster. The camera moved around and under so we could get a close up of Jay fucking her. The big dildo easily slid into her and out again as Jay got to a steady rhythm. This continued for about thirty seconds before Sara bought her body up and moved away from Jay. She laid down on the floor, opened her legs wide and beckoned Jay to join her which she did so, kissing her before sliding the dildo back into her and fucking her.

“Okay,” Mike said to Kylie and Paul while looking at his stopwatch. “Let’s get you two out to the front door. You’ve got about 2 minutes until you ring the doorbell.”

“Good luck,” I said and got a wave back from Kylie as, together with Paul, they followed Mike out the door, shutting it behind them.

“Nice speech,” Cheryl said pouring a mug of coffee and nodding to the monitor where we could see Sara getting fucked hard by Jay with the strap-on. “Patty has a way with words, doesn’t she?”

“She certainly does,” I replied. “Although I reckon Sara ad-libbed most of it and I don’t think ‘cocks’ and ‘cunts’ were in the original.”

“That’s one thing I’ve noticed about Patty.” Cheryl said reaching down to hold my free hand. “She’s written the *********** for a porn film including detailed scenes for anal, DP, watersports etc, but with no swearing and it’s all very organised and professional.”

“It’s probably just her manner. I mean, she’s very polite, well-spoken, confident, has experience with writing ***********s for her am-dram group and from what Mike said, got right on to it last night. It’s probably the type of challenge that brings the best out of her.”

Cheryl nodded in agreement.

“She’s also very, very sexy.” Cheryl said, pouring me another coffee from the pot on the island. “She has a great body and that attire she’s wearing is such a fucking turn on. I love girls in rompers. If I was her and was writing the *********** for this, I would have written a part in for myself.”

“Well, she’s not had sex with Mike for nearly a year, not since her affair with another woman ended.” I said. “Apparently, the other woman ending it upset her so much that she swore herself off sex. That’s why Mike was in the peep show. He needed to let off steam and, lucky for him, Jay was there to help him get that release.”

“Poor woman,” Cheryl said as we watched Patty on one of the static cameras walk around the wall of the room as James was filming a close-up of Phil fucking Sonia. “I would love to help her get over that, given the chance.”

I took a sip of my coffee then shook my head,

“Not a chance. She may be the type to write about porn and direct, but I don’t think she would be the type to take part. Besides, apart from the ‘blip’ in her life and Mike’s shag with Jay, they’re happily married and committed to each other.”

“So are you and Jay and me and Phil, but we still enjoy fucking other people.” She leaned in, took my face in her hands and kissed me, her tongue gently pushing past my lips and meeting my own. I put my arms around and we kissed for a short while before stopping and turning back to the monitor with an arm around each other.

The action carries on in part nineteen where the filming continues.

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So after rereading the old version I also felt it was a little…lacking so I went back and fixed it. I hope it’s just as good as the first two or maybe even better!

College was hard to deal with since the one person that I wanted to most was still in high school and in classes while I had nothing for the day. All through my math class I kept thinking of how her breasts looked so fuckable in the baby-top tops that she would wear when I was around her. Or how I just wanted her to fuck me just once more; one last time.
Dating each other didn’t work out so well. All we really did was fuck each’s brains out other then go on really lousy. And when her brother saw us fucking once when we were at her house we knew we had to stop before it got in a real big mess. No way in hell was I getting coped by the feds for this shit. Her brother, Ryan, was in my graduation class and just didn’t seem to know that his baby sister was a lesbian slut magnet. I didn’t think he ever saw Megan as anything but a perfect little angel, which this girl so was not. So when he happened to walk in on us fucking each other so fucking hard that we were half catatonic he flipped out dragged her off me, still naked I might add.
Now, with the school year starting to come to an end all I wanted for my spring break was Megan’s fingers in my cunt and her lips on my tits as she finger banged me into sweet ecstasy and I got to lick her velvet cunt just one last time.

The day was unusually long since I had to finish doing some math homework and then head over to Wal-Mart to get some stuff for my room. I had wanted to dye my hair back to black and this math class was interfering with that. All I could think about was some sweet fingers sliding into my already wet cunt as they finger banged me right in the middle of class. I was so caught up in my sexual fantasy that I didn’t notice that the class had ended and I was the only one in there. It wasn’t until one of my class mates asked if I was ok, that I had a funny look on my face that I realized that I had had a sex daydream and was sopping wet now.
“Um…ya, I’m fine. You got lost in thought I guess, thanks”” I bolted from my seat hoping I didn’t have a wet spot and raced to my car, not really paying any much attention.
On my way out I nearly ran into my friend Heather on her way to classes. Heather was a tall brunette with some pretty decent 34 Cs. They were natural so of course I loved looking at them. But they were nothing to what I’d already had. Maybe if they were bigger or even really small I would care more for them then just for some masturbation image. But even though Megan’s were a bit small they were like little lolli-pops for my tongue when I did imagine fucking her nice juice cunt.
I gave Heather a quick hello and a semi-accidental brush of her tit and proceeded to my car. Once in the crappy vehicle I clicked it on and raced out of the packed lot and to the main streets. I knew that I had time to get my things done; I just didn’t want to chance seeing Megan when she got out of classes. Her high school was right near the store and she always liked to get the drinks that were sold there cause they were cheap.
The streets of this fucking town were packed with cars on their way to school or from school, all from the blasted college. How I hated the traffic that I had to go through. As I sat in this traffic jam I went back to my fantasy about being finger banged and imagined how fucking great it felt to have my slit licked and my cunt tormented, in front view of all these people in their cars. It got me so hot that I actually unbuttoned my pants and slid my finger down into my oven of a cunt, playing with my little cunt button. It felt so good that I kept going to down as I fucked my own cunt right in my car as I waited for the light to turn and for me to get moving. Good thing that the light I was on was a long one, so that gave me time to really get a good rev to my pussy before having to go. The car permeated with the smell of cunt as I got closer and closer to an orgasm and just before the light flipped to green I hit the right spot and I triggered a small but still satisfying orgasm.

Once free from the group and congestion I made my way to the store and parked quickly running in to grab what I needed and to check out fast. The clock on the wall above me read 3:10 I had five minutes to get out to my car and get back to my apartment so that I had no choice of seeing Megan. After what her brother did I really didn’t want to have to face him again. Ryan cussed me out and said that if he saw me “
“violating” his little sister again he would find a way to castrate me, even thought I was a chick and a pretty awesome friend at that too. Just the thought of that possible scenario was enough to scare my tits into not thinking about Megan getting them hard.
Soon I was back at the car and almost in when I faintly heard the bell from the high school ringing, calling to release the throngs of students. I tried to ignore the bells but I just knew that I was fucked. From that moment floods of Megan fucking my body crashed my mind. How she would curl her fingers as she thrusted into me and how she bit my tits as she played with the dildo that she would use to fuck me until I screamed for her to stop or I fainted. As I thought of all that I made the biggest decision that I had made in my life so far, I was going to fuck Megan tonight, no matter what.

Casually I pulled into the school parking lot, avoiding students racing to get to their cars. Cruising into a spot I pulled my phone out and dialed a long forgotten number. Quickly I sent the message and waited for the reply. As I waited a short skinny girl strolled up to my car, wearing the skimpiest skirt I had ever seen on a high school student before. I swore I could have seen her pussy lips hanging out from the thin fabric of her see through panties.
“Hey! I think I know you.” Her voice was cool and calm. She knew what she was doing. Calmly I arranged myself and tried to answer back without sounding like I wanted her pussy in my mouth and her hands on my mounds, when I already did.
“Oh!? You do? Where?”
“You went to Ridge High, last year?”
“Ya.”
Slightly I saw her smile when she made the connection and her fingers curled around her bag on her slim shoulder. “You’re Trisha, Megan’s fuck buddy.” My face dropped. How the hell did she know? And who could have told this bitch. “I guess I guessed right. Bet you wanna know how I know?” her smile shown on her pale, flawless face. Cold green eyes stared at me through the glass of my windows at me, burning my soul. “You see, Megan and I are good friends. She and I share everything. And I mean everything. Well, except for you. You were the only thing she ever had that I wanted. She only got to you first.” Now I knew what she wanting…me
I was about to force my keys back in the ignition and race away when the ringer of my phone rang out and the spell of silence was broken. Carefully I reached over and read the flashing screen. Megan had answered back telling me to wait where I was.
“Aren’t you gunna tell her that I’m here. She might want to know that.” Her eyes flickered on my tits and then to my unbuttoned pants. A smile forming on her lips as she gave them a little lick and winked at me. I now too thought that I knew her from somewhere. But of course all I was really focused on back in high school last year was fucking Megan and doing it whenever and wherever we could and for how long. Hell we even did it during one of the Pep Assemblies while everyone was on the bleachers and we were under them.
I tried to say calm as this girl looked at me, but my cunt knew what I wanted and it wanted to be fucked and damn! High school girls were like my kryptonite and this one knew just how sex manic I was and wanted it. She shifted a little to the left and pulled her shirt down enough so that I got a show at her tits and a good look at what she had. Damn she had a nice pair of tits and I could sense that she was as much of a sex kitten as Megan was, maybe even more of one.
“Wanna let me finish what you started?” she indicated to my pants and how they still though all this were unbuttoned.
“Nah, I’m good.” It was a little tense and it defiantly showed.
Soon Megan showed up and was almost to the car when she locked eyes with this girl standing next to me. Except she didn’t do what I thought she would have, instead she raced forward and hugged her, kissing her on the lips and grabbing her ass. When they had greeted did they cast their attention onto me. I carefully got out from the car and walked around to them. I was first greeted by Megan with a French kiss and a feel of my left breast. She was back “Hey Meg, you know this chick?” I was slightly confused.
“Ya. This is Nan. She and I have been friends since third grade. She was who I told you about awhile back.” She beamed with delight.
“You were right Meg. She is a nice piece of ass and a pretty cute lesbian.”
By now I was confused enough for all that I just kept my mouth shut. Soon Megan spoke again. “Trish, I thought that maybe Nan could join us. I mean, I love fucking you and you just seem to be getting board of just me fucking you. So I’m bringing Nan.” She got close to my ear and sexily whispered to me. “I wanna make you cum so bad that you can’t stop screaming my name and squirt pussy juice all over the room.” instantly I was turn on.
Whispering back, “Then get your pretty little cunts in we’re going to my place.”

Not even a few feet into my apartment Megan was ripping her clothes off and Nan was slipping her skirt off, clothes flying everywhere and I was still stunned at what was just about to go down. Quickly I found myself flung against the wall and two sexy teen blonde girls touching my body, peeling my clothes off one layer at a time. First Megan pulled my shirt off over my head trapping my arms up and blinding me as the two girls licked my chest and one pulled my boobs out of their confines. Their warm mouths on my icy tits felt so good I was ready to just cum already. But they held off and pulled the rest of my pants off and ripped my panties off me, still keeping my arms trapped and me blinded. Their fingers found every point that could be touched and teased me until I wanted to just fuck both of them until they cried. But I didn’t get the choice Megan shoved me more against the wall and thrusted her tongue down my throat while her fingers shoved their way into my soaking wet cunt. As soon as she connected a jolt of electricity shot through my body and I was in heaven. Nan had not taken control over the tits and was biting and twisting them so hard that I thought she could have been trying to get them off.
Megan’s fingers flew swiftly in and out of my burning cunt as Nan bit my left tit and grabbed at my asshole, pushing in and out getting me hotter. I wanted to get the shirt off of my head but the tow girls kept it on tightly and I felt exposed and helpless, but they kept fucking me as I fell closer and closer into pleasure. Soon Megan added a finger and she was flying so fast that I was bucking against the wall as my hips got in sync with her speed. I was getting fucked so hard that my mind just went blank and all I could feel was her fingers in my cunt and how fucking great it felt to have her pounding me.
All this time of being fucked by Megan I didn’t realize that Nan had left and moved to my bed room as I was finally allowed to pull the shirt from my face. It wasn’t until she had come back with my large purple vibrator and the small pink one did I realize what was going on. I was about to be part of a little teen threesome. Nan quickly handed the purple vibrator to Megan who pulled her hand from my now dripping cunt and proceeded to shove it into where she had just been fucking. Nan shoved the other one into Megan’s pussy and tuning it on full blast. The pure jolt of the power was enough to bring Megan to the ground, writhing in pleasure at how the small pink object hit right where her button was. Nan quickly took her place in fucking me as she grabbed the purple monster and started skewering me with it.
I bit on Nan’s ear as she shoved the dildo in and out of my already throbbing cunt at an incredible speed. Not in my dreams had I thought that was going to be getting fucked by two slutty teens and that was going to be the bitch. Her own hands kept plunging into her own cunt, also dripping from all the action that was going on around us. Megan was to busy frantically fucking herself to notice that Nan had switched from just fucking me to sucking my tits, getting both of us hornier as she learned all that made me hot.
I couldn’t take it any longer and pulled Nan off my body and dragged her to my bed, pushing her to the sheets as I grabbed the vibrator from my own cunt and threw it to the side. Her legs flew up and I dove right into the warmth. Her lips were wet and she was soaking the covers from the sheer joy from my tongue and all the foreplay that was just done in the past half hour. I licked the clit of Nan, showing her what she had been missing when she said that had wanted me from Megan all that time. From her reaction I knew that this was her first time being given oral from another girl like this. Tears filled her eyes as she came for the first time this day. Her small frame shaking like a loose board from a powerful orgasm and squirting all over my face. I just continued to lick her slit until the orgasm passed and she came back to reality. Slowly I cleaned her pussy up from all the cum that was coming out from it and pulled her up to make out. To my surprise when I was kissing Nan Megan had come up from her own fantasy with a vibrator and started licking my asshole, edging me along. Her tongue was like fire to my gasoline. As soon as she hit that right spot I let out the hardest orgasm that I had yet to feel, Nan bit down on my lip to soften her own second orgasm of the night as she fucked herself.
As I came to I found Megan and Nan making out, each playing and pinching the other tits as they basically face fucked each other with their tongues. I decided that they were missing me so I swiftly got between them and slammed a finger into each of their wet vaginas and started finger banging each of them until Megan cried out in pleasure, “Fuck me more! Oh my God! Fuck! Fuck! Fu-ck!” she came screaming from my fingers and Nan wasn’t far behind. Each letting a cry of passion escape their bodies as gush after gush fell from their bodies.
As Nan sunk into the lust from all of this Megan grabbed the purple vibrator now laying on the floor after being rolled off in all the finger banging and started pounding it into my frail cunt, savagely ripping me apart from the inside out. A smile creased her lips as she whispered into my ear through trusts and pounds into my sore cunt. “I’m going to fuck you until you cry out my name…bitch!” her words made me hot and I knew what I wanted. I wanted her to fuck me so fucking hard that I forgot how to walk the next morning.
Quickly the friction in my pussy was getting to be too much and I could feel a powerful orgasm coming from deep within me. To help hold it off I grabbed my tits and started twisting at them, as if they could come off or turn down the intensity. But all it did was make the coming orgasm feel twice as good and three times as fast.
“I’m coming! I’m coming Meg!” I cried as she just dove the thick rubber member right back into the rhythm of before, but going a bit faster. Nan, now woken up had now gotten into it, was now sitting on my face forcing me to eat her out. The added sensation of Nan’s cunt in my face, with my tongue fucking her little asshole was enough to finally push me over that edge and into the biggest and longest orgasm I had ever had.
Squirts of cum shot from my cunt as I cried a muffled yell into Nan’s cunt. I just kept licking and eating her out until my whole world went dark and I could just feel the pulses of the vibrator still in my cunt. Nothing on my body seemed to work and I could only watch as Megan and Nan now went at it on each other. Megan eating Nan out as she Nan shoved the pink dildo to Megan’s cunt, fucking her so much they both were bucking, and Nan eating Megan out with Nan getting anal raped by the same pink dildo, now so lubricated that it slid in with ease. Both fucked the other until both screamed in passion and fell back onto the bed in a heap next to me, the purple vibrator still on in my dripping cunt.
Soon, as the excitement faded and I came to looking at the time I realized that I had to get these two out of my apartment before someone thought to look here for them. But yet, in the back of my mind a small voice told me to just let it all be. I look over and glance up at Megan.
“So we done with this whole thing now since your bother thinks I’m a perve?”
“Hell no. I quite like having you as my fuck toy, no matter what that ass says.”
“And her?” I motioned to Nan who was still a little out of it.
“She’s ok. I fuck her all the time.” She smiles a sly smile and rolled over to me as I cuddled with her. Cum still dripping out of all our cunts and the smell becoming too much.
“Should be wake her?”
“Nah. Let her sleep, we’re at my house and I’m at her house. I have all night.”
“Then wanna go again?”

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Unable to forget events in the Cave Of The Wolves, Alice Stallrang, CEO, has quit her company, gathered a team and set out to investigate the cause of the sexual mania. Building a research Facility out in the jungle is a start, but it soon turns out that her team is keener to study each other.

Tamara Johnson watched the sun setting on the distant horizon. The Novo Brazilian sky was alive with orange and pink hues, it was beautiful. She studied her reflection in the window of her room. A snub-nosed, freckled face stared back at her, green eyes, curly copper hair, chopped short at her nape. Not bad. She had been trying to get more sleep lately and it appeared to be paying off.

She caressed her C-cup breasts, moving her fingers in circles around her perky nipples, so that they poked out from between the fabric of the black fishnet body-stocking that she habitually wore. It wasn’t going to be long until the big show and having just recalled her first encounter in the Cave of the Werewolves, she was definitely getting into the mood.

Tamara smiled to herself, turning away from the view and back to her room. The mountain-top plane crash that had left her and Alice stranded in a cave had only been a year ago. And yet now, here she was, living back on the plateau of the Monte de Venus, in what was officially referred to as the Facility, (more informally known as the Valk-eyrie in honor of their fearless leader).

Tiny lay asleep on Tamara’s bed, the young adult werewolf taking the opportunity to rest up in the warmth of the Facility’s living quarters. She snuggled up next to him and flicked on a monitor. There was a perimeter fence in place around the base, but the whole area was also wired for sound and pictures, both inside and out. Not that anyone else knew this, outside of herself and Alice. Her boss had charged Tamara with establishing the base and during the build she had merely added some ‘optional extras’ into the design.

Tamara had always felt somewhat of an outsider but she liked to be in the know. Also, given the nature of this place, it seemed wise to be keep an eye on nocturnal activities. After all, tracking the behaviors of the humans living here, was just as much a part of their research program as studying the animals. She hadn’t bothered to mention it to the rest of the party, as she wanted to study them naturally, with no play-acting for the cameras.

Ah, who was she kidding?! The Aviatrix had grown increasingly fascinated by sex since arriving here and loved to study how the others engaged in it.

She still wasn’t sure as to why she had become such a voyeur. Maybe she enjoyed watching other couplings because she had always found it difficult to engage in committed relationships. A confused lesbian in her teens, she’d switched to celibacy during her university years, possibly missing out on a fair bit of what life had to offer, it was true. Following that, the Air Force had not been a great environment in which to figure oneself out despite some bisexual experimentation. Then came the Nordic job and her first meeting with Alice. She had loved it, of course, but it had meant a great deal of travel and very little in the way of routine or stability.

Not that Tamara had any regrets. Working for Alice had also allowed for some sexual release but with low emotional commitment. Think of it as a perk of the job. Still, to think that even in her late twenties, she remained a virgin was a little depressing. Over the years she had found humans pretty disappointing in terms of loyalty and had never really felt that special spark. So whether for a man or a woman, she was still saving herself for that special someone.

She gently stroked Tiny’s flanks. He had been a very different monster when they had first met, but over the year or so that the Facility had been operating, they had grown closer and closer.

How had all this started? It seemed hard to believe that they’d come this far in little over a year. Rebecca had played her part, it was true. Tamara switched the monitor view to show Rebecca’s room, but there was no sign of her currently. Rebecca Knight was Alice’s spiritual instructor. Tamara understood that they had met through a yoga course some years ago and had really hit it off.

She was a plummy voiced Brit, who practiced Yoni Magick amongst other things, i.e. a self proclaimed sex witch. She also had a thing for the color purple and wearing thigh-high kinky boots, both of which clearly marked her out as a social deviant in Tamara’s book. The Aviatrix had long been convinced that Bec was a total fraud, but she was now wavering slightly on this position due to more recent events.

Tamara cast her mind back as to how it had all come to this.

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The morning after the crash, they had been air-lifted from the mountain top, the search and rescue helicopter had easily seen the spirals of smoke from their wrecked jet.

Once safely landed at Sao Petro, Alice and Tamara had undergone some quick medical checks before flying straight back to Joyport in the business section of a commercial flight. They sat in virtual silence, each processing what had exactly happened to them on that first, fateful night on the mysterious mountain. Tamara cupped her water glass between her palms, lost in her thoughts.

Nothing on Earth would have possessed her to behave in that way normally. Was it a drug? An hallucination? There had been that strange feeling, that writhing within her, somewhat out of body but also as if her most base desires were given free rein. She didn’t know what it had been, but it disturbed her greatly.

Alice looked across, reading her mind. “Don’t worry about it,” the older woman smiled, “Don’t tell anyone else, and leave it with me to worry.”

Over the next hours and days, Tamara tried to behave as advised, but the images and sounds of the night kept creeping back into her head at the most inappropriate times. Driving into work one day, her mind had wandered back to recall the feel of One Ear’s cock in her hand and she’d narrowly avoided crashing into the rear of a suddenly braking station wagon. Passing by the lingerie shop in the underground mall every morning reminded her of Alice’s red silken panties, shining in the firelight. Even seeing an ad for a dog shelter had made her wonder what Tiny was doing now, and if he missed her.

Little more than a week later, Alice had called her into her office for a ‘private meeting’. ‘Not that private,’ thought Tamara, seeing the big Russian woman, Kat, standing guard by Alice’s office door, as she often did. Everything else always seemed smaller when Ekaterina Igonova was present. She stood over 2 meters high, but didn’t seem excessively tall due to her powerful form. She was an amazon in every sense of the word, an ex-Olympic wrestler and powerlifter.

Her platinum blonde hair was closely cropped, giving her a boyish look, but her ample EE chest immediately removed any possible confusion as to her gender. Somehow she managed to embody both male and female in one, hard and soft, a walking paradox.

Tamara got on okay with her, although Kat tended not to engage in much small talk. Tamara was also sure that Alice and Kat had something going on, although she had never witnessed any improper behavior in her presence.

Also present inside the office was the smiling Rebecca, wearing a typical fuchsia-colored dress and black thigh-highs. Rebecca Knight was a tanned, slightly older woman, still attractive and very limber indeed but with a few lines around her blue eyes that betrayed her life experience. It hadn’t all been easy.

She came across as a bit of a ‘nature child’ and Tamara was convinced that Bec’s C cup breasts had never even seen a bra. Despite this image, she also possessed a cut-glass British accent that ran totally against type. Tamara had often speculated about her background, as Bec certainly sounded like she could be an integral part of the English upper crust.

She typically wore her brown hair in a short bobbed style, with a baby lick curl. Overall, she had a languid but confident looseness about her that never failed to irritate Tamara. In fact, many things about this new-age Brit did so.

For a start, Tamara was slightly jealous that Bec had a direct line to Alice’s ear and that she was a friend / consultant rather than a direct employee. Also, the fact that Rebecca had asked everyone to call her ‘Becka’, rather than Rebecca, Bex or Bec, because, ‘That’s not who I am’. Tamara had stuck to ‘Bec’ after that.

The thing that annoyed her most though, being a rational and scientific sort, was the sort of psychobabble that Bec often spoke, which she was convinced Alice would have laughed out of the room, had it come from anyone else.

“Did you get that?” Alice asked sharply, clicking a finger in Tamara’s face. Tamara blushed, as truth be told, she’d zoned completely out of the conversation. Bec had won again!

“I’m relocating down there. We want you to come too,” Alice offered. Rebecca was looking fixedly at the floor as Alice spoke.

Tamara was immediately taken aback. Her first inclination was to ask Alice to repeat where, but then, she already knew. She felt herself flushing deeper red.

“You told her,” it was more of a statement than a question.

Alice nodded.

“Everything?”

Alice nodded again.

“Why?”

Rebecca replied, “Miss Stallrang was somewhat shaken up by recent events and came to me for assistance to better understand them. I’m glad that she confided in me. I’ve followed up with some investigations and there have been an increasing number of other reports of, shall we say, non-standard behavior amongst the local peoples and fauna in the Magos Verdes region of Novo Brazilia.

In the past week I visited the area, to run some checks on the ground and my results show that orgone levels have sky-rocketed across that entire region.”

Tamara vowed to Goggle ‘orgone’ later to find out what she was talking about.

“Just think of it, Tamara,” replied Alice, “if we could discover whatever it was that caused us to…do what we did. What an opportunity! What a possibility!”

“It sounds like a massive risk to me,” Tamara replied, “We lost our inhibitions. We lost ourselves. Do you really want to put yourself back into danger?”

“I’m not sure that the two of you were ever in danger. Regardless, whether the cause is physical or psychological, Alice needs to find out,” smiled Rebecca, “Plus, wouldn’t we all be a bit happier if we could corroborate your stories?”

By ‘corroborate’, did Bec mean to go through a similar experience? Tamara idly wondered if Bec had any personal moral boundaries whatsoever. Oh Lord, she was so annoying! Plus the whole night was meant to have been a secret between Alice and herself!

“What about Nordic Industries?” asked Tamara.

Alice shrugged, “They can live without me, I’m due a sabbatical. I’m already putting plans in place to purchase that region, from the Novo Brazilian government to develop as an eco-reserve. Over two hundred square kilometers of unspoiled rain-forest and the plateau where we crashed, Monte de Venus, is right in the middle of it all. I’ll need a pilot to get me there. And a Director of Operations for developing the research base once we arrive. You’re a double threat, Tamara, you could easily do both. And so much more.”

“I have already agreed to be Miss Stalldrang’s Head of Research out there,” piped up Bec.

‘I bet you have’, thought Tamara.

“Don’t feel like you have to give me an answer straight away. This is going to be a private enterprise, strictly off the record and you’re welcome to stay on the pay roll here at Nordic. Just know that personally, I have to get to the bottom of what happened to us out there. And I think you do too.”

Tamara paused in thought. What had happened had been becoming less and less real in her mind with every day that passed. She was starting to doubt herself, but this conversation had brought it all home once again. Deep inside she knew that she had to understand or go crazy trying.

“I’m in.”

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And so here they were. Early on, the British hippy had come up with a name for the organization; Orgone Research Group for Analyzing Sexual Mania or O.R.G.A.S.M.

Clearly Rebecca had a love of Sixties spy capers. She had also determined that the ‘increased orgone was leading all creatures in the region to be increasing in virility at the same time as losing their sexual inhibitions’. Apparently, this phenomena was already reported as happening in several other disparate regions of the world and was continuing to spread.

Tamara had initially dismissed the witch as totally crazy, but then her own sense of unreality had grown incredibly over their time here. Away from the rest of the world it was easy to slip into new behaviors. Something was definitely going on in this place. The cause was uncertain, whether natural or supernatural, but the epicenter seemed to be based directly around Monte de Venus, the extinct table-top volcano upon which they had established their research base.

Rebecca and Alice had then determined that the nature of their research needed to be protected. Malevolent powers behind these events may be seeking to expose them or hurt Alice. Therefore they decreed that the research group should have code-names with which to reference each other, and protect their identities should their activities become public. This seemed to have spurred them all on to adopt exaggerated personas, which would have led to a few public indecency charges had they dressed this way on the streets of Joyport.

For example, Rebecca had promptly declared herself ‘Lady Midnight’, allowing her to dress up in a lilac hooded robe and dress, split right down the front to show off her cleavage, her purple panties and her black thigh-highs.

Alice became ‘Valkyrie’, presumably due to her Norse heritage and nickname. She had moved on from her previous corporate role and taken to dressing in simple blouse and skirt combos, with her curly, mid-shoulder length hair tied back. Usually she wore a splash of red, accessorized with leather jungle boots. She always remained impeccably stylish however, even in the humid heat of the rain-forest. Tamara had no idea how she did it.

The giant guard, Kat, had given herself the moniker of ‘Molniya’, which apparently meant ‘Lightning’ in Russian. Alice had problems wrapping her lips around the Russian term and so had rechristened Kat as ‘Blue Lightning’. ‘Blue’ because, for her part, the big bodyguard had taken to frequently wearing a royal blue Lycra body-suit that more than did justice to her impressive muscles and curves.

As for herself, Tamara had become ‘Aviatrix’, due to her aerial exploits. Come to think of it, she had found herself wearing her skimpy flight uniform and body-stocking combo more and more often these days, even if she wasn’t flying. It just made sense to dress light, given the climate.

The others had followed suit, even if they had felt silly. ‘Others’, because beyond the founding group of Rebecca, Alice, Kat and Tamara, the make-up of team O.R.G.A.S.M had swiftly expanded over the course of their adventures in the past year or so.

Tamara flicked the TV monitor over now. There was some activity in Alice’s room. Another girl was in there, a familiar one -the jungle girl from the cave.

This was Guadalupe Arias, a native local. ‘Lupe’ was a chunky but graceful young girl, with coffee-colored skin and deep brown eyes that danced with life. She preferred to live wild, out in the forest but recently she had visited the base regularly to assist in their research. She had first turned up again in the early weeks of building work and had offered to assist the team with the Menagerie in return for some supplies. She didn’t even speak any English at this point, so communication had been difficult, but they had found a way to manage.

Her O.R.G.A.S.M. name was Toteni, after her local tribe, and she’d since become an integral part of the team. Lupe’s local knowledge and skills with animals were unsurpassed. She simply seemed to have an innate ability to communicate with nature.

Toteni was typically lightly dressed, and was wearing a dappled orange and brown halter and loincloth combo today. She also always wore an intricate golden necklet, which acted as anchor for her halter top straps. Her noble presence was accentuated with finely crafted ear-rings, made from feathers and beads.

Lupe perched on the edge of Alice’s bed. Viewing from afar, Tamara admired the range of dildos that were racked behind along Alice’s wall, like a trophy room. That was pretty close to the truth in fact, as each one had been individually molded from someone (or something) over the course of their various research trips.

Lupe leaned in to say something to Alice and the Valkyrie wrapped her arms around the jungle girl, kissing her passionately on the lips. Tamara caught her breath and leaned in for a closer look. She wasn’t jealous as such, Alice’s appetites were more than she could handle, and her boss had surrounded herself with a growing harem of beauties after all.

But Tamara knew how that kiss felt and how warm Alice would be right now. She knew the tang of her tongue, she knew how her crinkled pussy would be juicing up and budding open like a flower.

Tamara tugged aside her indigo rubber thong, exposing her sweaty, wet pussy to the air. Beside her, Tiny’s nose twitched but the he-wolf stayed fast asleep, as Tamara settled in for the show.

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As the two women kissed, Alice hugged Lupe closer, pressing the shorter girl’s face between her breasts. Lupe craned her head to nibble at Alice’s breasts through the thin material. The Norse girl’s head arched back, her hands reaching down to untie Lupe’s loincloth which dropped to the floor, revealing the girl’s O.R.G.A.S.M. issued yellow thong underneath. The bright yellow stood in strong contrast to her caramel flesh.

Lupe returned the favor on Alice’s boob-tube, rolling it down to reveal her already crinkled nipples, straining with passion. Lupe took the leftmost in her mouth, rolling her tongue around it, as she suckled hungrily. Alice gasped at the sensations, arching one hand around Lupe’s neck and unhooking her halter top.

Now it was the darker girl’s turn to gasp as the cooler air hit her sensitive areolae. They were not only sensitive, they were immense, easily the biggest that Alice had seen and such a dark brown in color that they were almost black.

Alice’s fingers brushed delicately over the dark-nubbed crown of Lupe’s right breast, and as the jungle girl’s nipple hardened, she witnessed the entire areola increasingly crinkle up, in line with her arousal.

As Alice continued kneading gently at her lover’s breast, her other hand reached down to squeeze at that rubbery, yellow thong. It bulged noticeably outwards into a rounded mound and Alice knew why. This tribal girl was incredibly gifted downstairs.

Alice slipped two fingers under the material, entering a place of heat and wetness. The key reason for wearing these thongs was that the material wasn’t breathable, which kept in any potentially arousing scents, but also usually meant that each of the girls became a mini-furnace down there. Therefore, regular activities to release any sexual pressure had become a practical part of their daily schedule. Without wasting time, Alice yanked the thong downwards, leaving Lupe’s squished cunny-lips quivering before her.

These outer labia were something to behold. Two prominent, darkly crinkled lips now hung loosely downwards, slowly unfurling under their own weight. Rebecca had said something about their size being part of the local female tradition and related to tribal status. A piercing in her prominent, near black clit, studded with a fiery red gem, signified that she was the first daughter of the Toteni clan chief. Above it, her pubic area was scraped clean of hair, the darker patch of skin around her pubis was clearly visible, with only a little stubble.

Alice’s throat was dry. She could never get enough of seeing this sight, as it never failed to make her incredibly horny. Come to think of it, she had the exact same feeling when seeing Tamara naked, or the others in her growing research group. Put it this way, she hadn’t exactly regretted stepping down from her corporate position yet.

Alice reached over to a shelf that was recessed at the foot of her bed. She often entertained guests here and had a special shelf for each one. This time for Lupe, she picked up a couple of lead weights, each hanging at the base of a fine silver chain and with an adjustable tightener at the top.

She sat on the bed, with Lupe standing facing her, legs parted. It was all Alice could do not to dive in head-first, as she was both fascinated and aroused just by the sight of that dark beauty. She held one of Lupe’s labia in her fingers, it was heavily wrinkled, warm and silky soft. Alice gently turned the screw of the weight until it pinched into her dark skin, firmly attached. She gently lowered the weight until it hung suspended, tugging heavily downward on the straining lip flesh until it was stretched out fully, smooth and shiny.

Lupe moaned, biting her lower lip at the mixture of pleasure and pain that wracked her. Having had several piercings and initiation scarrings already, this sensation was something that the young girl welcomed.

Alice repeated the job on Lupe’s other cunt-lip. Both weights now hung side by side, Lupe’s labia stretched out to be fully four inches long from base to tip.

“Walk for me,” Alice demanded, and Lupe took slow steps forward, each one setting the weights swinging in opposite directions like pendulums. The poor girl took another step and nearly stumbled at the sensations that assaulted her body.

“Stop.”

Alice knelt to inspect Lupe. The tribal girl’s labia were shiny with her secretions, fully demonstrating the heights of her rising lust. Alice took a sniff. Lupe always smelt so different to the other girls, earthy and untamed. The dark-haired Valkyrie spread her tribal treasures apart, nuzzling her nostrils into the welcoming wetness until the bridge of her nose bumped against Lupe’s clitty-gem.

Lupe trembled, sitting on the bed as Alice roughly spread her further, spearing her hungrily with her tongue whilst quickly pulling down her own red latex panties, leaving her clad only in a crimson mini-skirt. Lupe clutched the back of Alice’s head with one hand, grinding her pussy in time with her lover’s movements.

Without breaking from Alice, Lupe arched back and ***********ed one of the generous range of canine dildos that hung from the back wall. She inspected it briefly, hefting it in her palm. It was mid-sized as far as the ***********ion went. Colored purple and red, it was realistically contoured, almost as if it had been modelled directly from a real canine. Which it had. If she remembered correctly, this ***********ion was ‘One-Ear’.

She handed the firm rubber cock to Alice. Still with her head buried between coffee-colored thighs, the Swede pulled a leather harness from under the bed, fixing it around her waist without coming up for air. A plain black dildo pointed inwards and she shifted her weight slightly to slide it gradually into her greedily waiting cooze. That done, the doggy dildo clicked nicely into place onto the opposite side of the harness, so that both herself and whoever was on the receiving end could be equally satisfied.

Alice raised her head from Lupe’s thighs, her eyes gleaming and her mouth shining wet. She assisted Lupe back to her feet and readily lifted her into the air, which would have been surprising if one wasn’t aware of the Valkyrie’s innate strength. Without breaking gaze with Lupe, she dropped the local girl downwards, plunging One-Ear’s replica cock deep into her cunny in one quick movement.

Lupe howled, animal-like in her pleasure, the weights now hanging down the curves of her thighs and swaying from side to side as Alice quickly set a steady fucking rhythm.

Lupe took the shaft without too much trouble, at least as far down as the fat knot, which pushed up impatiently against her slippery opening. Alice/Valkyrie had Lupe/Toteni right where she wanted her. With both hands cupping the girl’s brown ass, Alice thrust and pulled back and forth, wiggling her hips to force that generous bulge past the noble girl’s threshold. Lupe howled upwards, firmly plugged and not resisting the canine assault.

With a sudden plop, the last 3 inches of the canine cock was sucked inside Toteni’s depths. Even her pussy seemed shocked by the intrusion, her dark inner entrance stretched into a startled ‘O’ around the bulky cock-base. The tribal princess thrashed wildly as the tapered tip of the rubber shaft thrust inwards towards her cervix. She was never happier than when riding one of her extended wild family and this strange foreign lady had introduced her to the next best thing. Lupe had experienced such magic and adventure since that fateful day when Alice had literally crashed into her world.

The caramel princess abandoned herself. Normally she was the one dominating her wolf pack, undisputed head of the local pecking order. However, although Lupe had a level of dominance over the animal kingdom, Alice seemed to be able to control her entire world. Lupe was in awe of the facilities here, she had found magick hiding in every corner. Moving picture screens, flying houses, mechanical animals, mysterious sources of heat and light. And so Lupe, the Princess of the Toteni, knowingly submitted to the toned Valkyrie in recognition that Alice was the Queen of this world of magick.

Alice loved this feeling too, taking the local princess roughly and putting her in her place, even using a familiar wolf prick from her own pack. Lupe’s ass was generous indeed, allowing Alice a firm grip with which to plunder her bounty. The muscular Norse warrior and ex-CEO was now back to conquering new and exotic frontiers.

Lupe’s eyes were closed, the girl was focused on the sensations spiraling out from her pleasure center. She could barely move, impaled as she was on the firm canine cock. Alice fell forwards with Lupe onto the bed, landing on the girl and merely increasing her rhythmic thrusts as Lupe moaned and thrashed, helpless to resist. Alice began moving a little from side to side also, setting the weights jumping against Lupe’s thighs. Her drooping labia were now shiny with her secretions, sensitive and as sore as a woken bear. She couldn’t take much more of this.

The door opened almost silently and Rebecca slipped inside. ‘Lady Midnight’ as she now was, was dressed in her usual way that left little to the imagination. She wore dark boots, purple elbow gloves and her dress, slit generously down the front to expose her midriff and cleavage, also exposed her glossy purple latex panties underneath.

Rebecca threw back her hood, her eyes widening at the scene that met her. She reached back to unclip the back of her dress, which readily slid to the floor. Now clad only in boots, gloves and panties, she looked ready for action, her perky pink nipples poking out like coat-hooks.

It was now obvious that Rebecca’s panties were more fully formed than the skimpy standard-issue thongs that most of the others wore. This was due to a number of reasons. First off was that Rebecca refused to shave herself, believing that hairiness, being a natural state, helped her in any sexual magick. The second was that Rebecca was incredibly naturally hairy, both ‘down there’ and under her arms.

Rebecca stood by Lupe and tugging out the waist of her panties, wiggled them down her trim legs. Beneath, Rebecca sported a thick thatch of brown pubic hair, tangled and wild. The third and final reason for her wearing them was about to become apparent.

Alice had paused to watch, smiling. Lupe wriggled even more, shaking her head from side to side, “No,” she gasped, “I can’t take it.”

“Oh, but you will my dear,” replied Lady Midnight in her cut glass tones.

She swung one leg over and sat over Lupe’s face, positioning her hairy cunny right over the jungle girl’s face and pinning her arms to the bed.

Lupe snorted as the strong scent assailed her, but there was no escape. Rebecca slowly lowered herself. Her ripe pussy was already dripping on to Lupe’s cheek. “Lick me,” she ordered and Lupe began to tongue lash the English witch. Despite gagging at the bitter taste, she was clearly getting into it, burying her head deeper into Rebecca’s lust-hole. Satisfied that everything was going according to plan, Alice resumed her short thrusts, leaning forward to French kiss the grinning Rebecca as she did so.

Pinned like a butterfly between the two others, Lupe was writhing. She’d already been close to climax before Lady Midnight’s unexpected arrival and this unexpected pussy worship now had her whole body humming.

She bucked up and down on One-Ear’s cloned shaft, working it deeper. The pointed tip grazing her soft inner walls, grazing until, BAM! Lupe came long and loud, wailing and lost in her animal passion. Her juicy inner walls spasmed around the firm rubber prick inside her, until she thought she would pass out.

Rebecca and Alice were still groping each others breasts as they kissed. Alice, the slightly shorter of the two, was plucking at Rebecca’s visibly erect, pencil eraser nipples, whilst in response, Rebecca had taken hold of Alice’s breasts and was kneading them softly.

Alice kept jiggling up and down, grinding the dildo inside of herself. She was close now and getting closer. Rebecca broke their passionate kiss and moved down to attend to her partner’s breasts, knowing how sensitive they were. Her tongue teasingly circled the nipple, feeling it tense and harden in her mouth. She suckled the whole teat into her mouth, twisting and teasing it.

Alice gasped in pleasure, her breathing becoming more ragged. On to the other nipple Rebecca went, leaving her silk-gloved fingers tugging on Valkyrie’s freshly sucked breast. It took only a minute of this before Alice’s eyes widened as she tensed and shook, biting her lip as her pleasure burst forth. She was the opposite of Lupe, no writhing and screaming for her, but a silent shudder and a low moan of satisfaction.

Rebecca slowly released Alice’s nipple as her breathing returned to normal. The purple-clad witch rolled herself off of Lupe’s face, exposing the tribal girl’s juice smeared visage. Alice steadied herself against Lupe’s thighs, unclipping the wolf dildo from her tool-belt but leaving it inside her partner. The two women were separated once again.

Alice then quickly unclipped the labia weights from Lupe, freeing her nether lips from the constant tugging. Lupe gasped, reaching down to massage her pained mound.

“Not so soon,” Rebecca demanded, “clean isn’t my natural state, so maybe you can mess me back up. I’m sure that the Princess of Beasts could handle just one more cock?”

Toteni didn’t look so sure, but Rebecca wasn’t taking no for an answer. “First off, I’ll be needing this!” She grasped the end of the doggy dildo still impaling Lupe and waggled it firmly back and forth. Lupe writhed and groaned once more, still sensitive. The witch tugged the cock firmly outward, watching Lupe’s pussy-mound bulge, with the knot resisting any backward movement. “Wow, I bet that is sore,” Rebecca teased, only to pull at it more firmly.

Lupe squealed as the fat knot slowly strained apart her aching hole, lewdly stretching it out into a perfectly widening circle, as the bulk of the knot relentlessly slipped past her slick gates. With a plop, the wobbling dildo popped out of her stubbled cunny, leaving it quivering and gaping, exposed to the view of the other two (and to Tamara, still watching remotely, unknown to all).

END OF PART 1

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Becky, the world’s first futa, makes a tricky reporter into her bitch on live TV!

The World’s First Futa – Futa’s Public Delights

Chapter Three: Futa’s First Naughty Live Interview

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

April 17th, 2047

“So I have a question for you, Becky,” Adelia said, her hand stroking my thigh with such a familiar fashion, “and I am sure all our viewers and in-studio audience are wondering the same thing.”

“Shoot,” I said, my clit-dick aching beneath my skirt. I felt the eyes of the world on me at this exact moment even though Adelia leaned her caramel-hued face closer to me, invoking an intimacy reinforced by our recent fucking during the commercial break.

“Given your effect on women who haven’t been bred by your girl-dick yet, how did you keep Amelia McCreery from just pouncing on you he moment her lusts overwhelmed her?”

I arched an eyebrow. “Are you telling me, Adelia, that you haven’t watched the interview yet?”

Her hand squeezed my thigh, sending a naughty thrill down my leg. “Well, of course I have. But I’m asking for those who haven’t. I mean, it’s a twenty-nine-year-old interview. I have a feeling the younger generation hasn’t even heard about it. So, for their edification, why don’t you enlighten me?”

“Well, I planned on doing it on sheer willpower,” I said. “But… I have a hard time resisting a pussy in need of being bred, too.” I shivered, my girl-dick throbbing in skirt.

“Breed me, Madam President!” a woman howled from the studio audience.

There was a reason a barricade was erected between us and the audience, a screen of metal that didn’t block their sight of me, but kept them from being able to rush the stage. And held far enough back, my pheromones would only just reach them.

“So I came up with a plan on the spot.” I glanced off-stage to where my young wife, Sharron, watched. I motioned to her.

Her blue eyes blinked. She pulled her fingers out of her mouth—she was sucking my futa-cum off of them she was scooping out of her pussy—and strolled forward. Her strawberry-blonde hair bounced about her shoulders as she strutted onto stage while the cameras were streaming the interview. The previous times were during the commercial breaks.

“So,” I said, “you all know my lovely bride.”

A loud cheer erupted from the studio audience. Sharron beamed at them, waving, her left hand cupping the swell of her baby bump. She was pregnant with our third child, the only woman I’d bred more than once. The super ovulation only happened that first time with women. After that, birth control and natural cycles appeared to work normally with my futa-seed.

“So, with her help, I’ll show you what I did,” I said and pulled up my skirt, unveiling my girl-dick to the live broadcast for the first time. I shuddered as I grasped my cock, stroking it in my firm hand. I stared out at the shrieking audience, a big grin on my lips.

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September 20th, 2018

“Put that bitch in her place,” Dona hissed, my brunette friend angered to learn that our sexual antics in the green room, waiting to be interviewed by CNN, were secretly recorded and used as part of their show.

When the “makeup girl” came in, I thought it was only natural that she lost all control for my futa-cock. Every woman did the moment they came withing sight of my nineteen-year-old cock. They breathed in the pheromones I exuded which, though no doctor was sure, caused them to go into heat. They just had to be bred by me, ovulating despite any birth control or what time they were in their cycle.

So Jordan, the “makeup girl,” lost control. She rode my dick hard, bouncing up and down my shaft. She was just so eager to be bred. She craved it, her hot pussy squeezing and massaging my dick. She wanted me to erupt into her. She wanted to be flooded by my jizz.

And I pumped her so full of my girl-spunk. Then the moment she came, she skedaddled. Didn’t stick around to do my makeup or anything. I thought it was weird. My entourage—my ex-boyfriend Kurt, Chris and his girlfriend Tiffany, and my friend Dona—were all as bemused as me. I didn’t give it too much mind, thinking that people reacted differently to losing control of their lusts.

Though I never met a woman who regretted it.

So imagine my shock when I noticed a TV in the corner of the green room that was muted but showing the CNN show I would be appearing on. I was told a man would interview me, but a woman named Amelia McCreery was running the show instead interviewing Jordan. The “makeup girl” was really a producer who was supposed to not have sex with me, and if she did, to see if she would conceive.

It was a setup. CNN wanted to show live sex. No doubt they wanted to capitalize on the fame surrounding me since I cheered at the Husky college football game five days ago. Didn’t they care about FCC fines?

Or did that not apply to cable channels?

Furious at being tricked, at being secretly recorded, I fumed as another producer, named Shawn, beckoned me to follow. Amelia was ready to interview me. The woman would, on live TV, try to resist the urge to have sex with me.

Well, I would make sure she didn’t. I would make her interview me like she was supposed to.

With my futa-dick throbbing before me, thrust out through my boy shorts, my skirt bunched around my waist, I marched after Shawn. My hands clenched into fists. I would show this Amelia McCreery!

She wouldn’t get to fuck my cock until I let her. If she thought she could just ride my dick and gain a name for her, or that she could record my friends and I having sex the way the paparazzi did, then she was so mistaken.

“Oh, my,” a woman gasped as I marched behind Shawn.

A young girl in a t-shirt and a pair of jeans, a clipboard in hand, gasped. She backed away into the hallway wall of the Channel 7 Studio here in Seattle. The local news channel was hosting CNN’s crew and broadcast so I could stay here in Seattle. Her cheeks burst with color. Her eyes shot right to my dick. She licked it, that lust burgeoning in her.

She wanted my dick in her. She didn’t know why. But she could feel that itch forming in her. That need to be bred by my futa-cock. And my shaft twitched. My pussy clenched. My juices flowed and my ovaries ached.

I wanted to breed her.

And then it hit me. How was I going to stop Amelia from just mounting my cock right there during the interview. She would ride me the same away Jordan had only ten minutes ago. Amelia would slide her pussy up and down my dick, not caring it was fresh from Dona’s asshole.

Worse, I wouldn’t stop her. I couldn’t stop her. I would just be so horny for it. I would let her get away with her trick without even making her beg for it. Because I was just so hard for it, too. Because I had no self-control either.

I needed a plan.

We reached the studio. The crew were all men, some operating cameras, others holding boom microphones that thrust out over the stage and hovered over where Amelia sat getting her face touched up by a male makeup artist with an effeminate form in skinny jeans. He had a waist slimmer than my own. Other man moved cables out of the way or had headphones over their ears, talking quietly into them.

They all glanced at me. Jaws dropped as they men saw how hung I was. The gay guy glanced at me and tried to look apathetic, like he’d enjoyed bigger, but I could see the envy in his eyes. And Amelia… The black-haired woman shuddered, her eyes lancing on my cock like a hawk staring at a rabbit. She licked her lips, her bold nose quivering. Her narrow face only helped to give her that bird of prey look, that hunger for my futa-dick.

She would be on me in a second. She might not even wait for me to get there.

“Uh, Becky, I just need to mic you,” a young man said, his head fixed ahead with a rigidness even as his eyes kept twitching down. “Okay?”

“Yes,” I said.

I needed a moment to think. I had to do something about my cock. What? The young man fumbled to attach the lapel mic to my bodice and shove the battery pack into the back of my skirt. My dick twitched and throbbed before me and…

I spotted Jordan lounging nearby, her blue eyes fixed on me. She pursed her plump lips as her hips wiggled around in memory of how she danced on my girl-dick. I smiled at her, cocking a finger. She sauntered to me, her small breasts quivering in her tight t-shirt, her nipples poking hard against the fabric. It was clear her left nipple was pierced.

“Yes, Becky?” she asked, her voice throaty.

“You were very naughty,” I told her, grabbing her pierced nipple through her top. “Weren’t you?”

“Sorry.” The girl squirmed. “It was all Amelia’s idea. She thought it would be a good idea to show the effect you have on women and…” Jordan shook her head, her blonde hair, the tips frosted pink, danced about her shoulders. “What you do to women is impressive. I was all set not to fuck you, but the moment I walked in… I just had to bred.”

I twisted her piercing, feeling the barbell through the material. “Mmm, yes, you did, you naughty whore. And I need more help. Luckily for you, you’re going to feel amazing doing it.”

“Really?” she asked.

“Okay, Becky,” Shawn said, “we’re about to come back from commercial break. Amelia will introduce you. When she looks off stage at you, that’s your cue to walk on and take a seat next to her.”

“Mmm, got you.”

“And, uh, you don’t have to put your, um, penis away, but you can,” he said, his voice growing even tighter.

I gave him a smile. “Isn’t my cock why we’re here?”

“Yeah, it’s going to be a ratings bonanza,” he said. “Did you see the football game? The moment word hit that you were having sex, more people turned into the game then any other single broadcast since the final episode of M*A*S*H. You caught people’s imagination.”

“I hadn’t, actually.”

“Well, Nielsen wasn’t releasing it publicly, but…” He nodded his head. “There was a huge spike from when the broadcast of the game start with 208,000 people watching to the height of your fun where 131 million had tuned in to witness your fun on the field.”

“Wow,” I said, blinking in surprise. 131 million? Holy shit.

“Mmm, I bet they were,” purred Jordan, her hand stroking my dick, making me ache. The pleasure shot down to my pussy, the heat growing in me.

“Welcome back to the McCreery Files,” Amelia purred, her voice so smooth. “Our next guest exploded across the TV sets of America last Saturday. Becky Woodward is nineteen and the world’s first futanari, caused by some sort of unknown mutation that has doctors baffled a year later since her changes. Some call her the next stage of human evolution, others a demon sent to corrupt the world into sin.”

“Maybe I’m both,” I said, fixing my eyes on her, feeding my anger. She would not get to touch my dick without groveling.”

“Every day, women in the greater Seattle metropolitan area give birth to her daughters, futanari just like their mother. Whether she’s the next stage of human evolution or not, it is clear that she is the start of something new for the human race.

“Something invigorating.” She drew in a deep breath, her cheeks spotting with color. “Now we heard from our producer, Jordan, that she tried to resist Becky Woodward’s attraction. And I shall do the same. I will focus on interviewing her and resisting any sexual urges to be bred by the world’s first futa.

“We’ll see if I’m successful.”

She said that last part almost with a joking tone to her voice. I ground my teeth.

“So let’s welcome Becky Woodward.”

I took a deep breath and marched forward, my futa-cock thrusting out before me. It bounced with my footsteps, my tip throbbing and aching with my heartbeat. I shivered, my pussy clenching. Jordan gasped my name as I dragged her behind me by the nipple.

Amelia’s eyes glanced at me. At my dick. She shifted, her lush thighs crossed before her. She was in her late twenties or early thirties, her blouse cut to show some shoulder and her plunging cleavage, her breasts looking like delicious and round. She flicked her tongue across her lips.

Then her eyes narrowed. Confusion flashed across her face as I stepped onto stage, the bright lights warming my face and dick. I reached the plush chair tilted to half-face her and half-face the cameras. I sat down, my hand sliding down Jordan’s torso from her breast to her waist.

“Um…” Amelia swallowed. “Well, I’m shocked that you brought Jordan back out with you.”

“Are you?” I asked as I hiked up my skirt. “I mean, you wanted to have the world see my handwork and…”

I smiled as I unveiled young woman’s thong soaked in my cum. I pushed the thin cloth to the side and groaned at the sight. Jordan had a pierced clitoral hood, the gold ring smeared in my cum. Her pussy lips were engorged, her pussy shaved. A sweet musk mixed with my salty cum filled my nose as I breathed in. I rubbed my finger through her pussy lips, gathering my own spunk on them.

I popped the fluids into my mouth on live TV. I shivered, loving my own flavor mixed with the girl’s sweet cunt as I stared at that cameras. I reveled in the public display of my naughty actions. I shivered and moaned.

“Mmm, that is good,” I said.

“Er, yes, I imagine it is,” Amelia said. She swallowed, her eyes flicking down to my girl-dick throbbing before me. She squeezed her legs tight, her pantyhose whisking together. “And I think the world can all agree, that was a delicious thing to witness.”

“I hope so,” I said.

“Well, thank you, Jordan,” Amelia purred.

The blonde girl blinked, her blue eyes glossy. Then she went to leave. But I caught her wrist with my left hand while my right seized my girl-dick. I yanked her back at me. She gasped as she stumbled then fell onto my lap. My futa-cock nudged into her rump, left exposed by her hiked-up skirt. She shifted around on me, my tip sliding into her butt-crack.

I moved my hands as she squirmed, Amelia’s dark eyes bulging. I found Jordan’s thong nestled between the cheeks of her ass. I pulled them aside and pushed my dick down through her crack until I felt her puckered butthole.

“Oh, my god,” Jordan groaned as I pulled her down my dick.

Her hot, tight asshole engulfed my girl-dick. I groaned, my toes curling in my shoes, my pussy clenching as the velvety heat gripped my futa-cock. She bottomed out on me, her bowels clenching down hard as she whimpered. She squirmed, stirring her anal sheath around on my dick.

Amelia’s jaw dropped. I hugged Jordan tight, holding her impaled on my girl-cock. It was so amazing being in her. My shaft drank in the minute shifting she made as she squirmed. Her bowels squeezed and relaxed, massaging me with her anal heaven.

“Oh, my god, she’s in my asshole,” Jordan moaned. “Oh, wow, that’s amazing. Oh, Becky, yes!”

“Mmm, there we are,” I said, resting my head on her shoulder, glad the girl was shorter than me. I glanced at the cameras. “Thank you, Jordan.”

“You’re soooooo welcome.” Her asshole clenched down hard on my girl-dick. “Ooh, this is a treat to have you in me. And in my asshole this time.”

“Becky!” gasped Amelia. “Really? Why are you doing this?”

“I thought you wanted ratings by showing the world futa-sex?” I said, looking at her and giving her a sweet smile. “Behold, futa-sex!”

Jordan let out a moan.

“But… but…” spluttered Amelia, her thighs squeezed so tight together her face swelling red. It spread down her throat. “I meant… I mean…”

“Plus, this will only help,” I continued. “You vowed not to have sex with me but to interview me. Well, clearly you can’t have sex with me if I have my futa-cock buried in Jordan’s asshole, right?”

“Well, no,” Amelia said, her voice so throaty. She shifted in her chair.

I grinned at her. “Now, you may have noticed I’m in Jordan’s asshole and not her pussy. See.” I slid my hands down to the girl’s exposed crotch. I pressed her thong to the side and found the folds of her pussy. I pried them apart, my fingers brushing her pierced clit. She whimpered on me. “I am clearly in her asshole.”

“Yes, you are,” Jordan purred, leaning back against me, my nipples throbbing as she squirmed. I wished we were both fully naked so I could feel her supple skin.

“And you slid easily down my cock, didn’t you? Despite the fact I didn’t put any lube on my cock.”

“I did,” Jordan gasped. “Ooh, wow, I heard it takes lots of lube and can even hurt. I’ve never wanted to do it. This feels amazing. How did you do that? You weren’t lubed.”

“Yes, how did you do that?” Amelia asked, her voice throaty.

“Futanari, apparently, produce ten times the amount of precum as a guy when we’re horny. It’s more than enough lubrication for vaginal sex, let alone anal.” I shivered. “Very useful when I feel like enjoying another hole.”

“I bet it is,” Amelia said, her back so straight now. She had her hands clasped tight together, knuckles growing white.

“So there’s lots of… theories about you and how you… drive women wild for your futa-dick,” Amelia said, her eyes almost glassy.

“So wild,” Jordan murmured.

“Oh, I have heard so many of what caused me to become a futanari, but the doctors are certain its the pheromones that I release that cause women to go into heat around me the first time they meet me.”

“Heat?” Amelia swallowed. “You make it sound like we’re all female dogs.”

“Bitches?” I asked, arching her an eyebrow. “Well, Amelia, do you feel like being my bitch right now? If I asked, would you get on your hands and knees and let me fuck you doggy style?”

She shivered, her nipples poking so hard at her blouse. She licked her lips and shivered. Her legs recrossed, her nylons whisking. Then she said, “So it’s the pheromones that send a woman into hyper-ovulation?”

She ignored my request.

“Yes,” I said, shifting, enjoying Jordan’s asshole about my girl-dick. I played with her clit-piercing, smearing pussy cream and my cum across the ring, making Jordan whimper and shift on my shaft. “It prepares a woman for the moment my cum spurts into her pussy. So she can be bred by me.”

Amelia squeezed her eyes shut for a moment.

“I mean, anyone who watched me fucking the Oregon Ducks’ cheerleaders during the game on Saturday had to notice Sabrina, the first one I bred, begging me to fuck her even though I had my dick fucking her asshole. She didn’t care how dirty it was.” I smiled at Amelia. “She just wanted to feel my cock sliding into her cunt and spurting my cum into her. She would let me do anything.

“Which included slamming my dick into her cunt without cleaning it first. A little ass to pussy.”

“Oh, that’s so kinky,” groaned Jordan, shuddering on me.

“Yes, it is,” Amelia said, her voice so tight.

“Mmm, and she loved it. She screamed off her pretty, little head while I fucked her doggy style.” I paused, staring at Amelia. “While I fucked her like she was a bitch.” I arched my eyebrows at the woman.

She swallowed and let out a whimper.

“So, tell me, Amelia, what do you think? You’ve breathed in my pheromones.” I tugged on Jordan’s clit piercing. “Are you hyper-ovulating right now? Are you going to into heat so you can be bred like a bitch by me?”

She cleared her throat. “I, uh, well, I have no idea what my body is doing right now,” she said, struggling to sound professional. But she had this hungry look in her eyes as she stared at Jordan squirming on me, my fingers plunging in and out of the girl’s juicy snatch. “So, you joined your school’s cheer squad. I’m surprised the administration let you.”

“Well, President Pope is a big supporter of me and what I represent,” I said. “She just loves my futa-dick. I’m sure you saw that pic of us.” I jammed a third finger into Jordan’s pussy, making her asshole squeeze down on my dick. “You know, the one where I’m pumping her pussy full of my fertile seed.

“Breeding her.”

Amelia licked her lips, a shiver racing through her body. “Well, yes, I have seen that picture. But what I meant was, your school faces swift penalties from the FCC. There are more than a few, the president included, who are vowing to make an example of your school if you cheer again.”

“Well, I plan on being on the field for Saturday’s game against the Stanford Cardinals,” I said. “I know those Stanford cheerleaders are eager for it. They’ve already texted me begging for me to breed their entire team on the sidelines. The University of Washington won’t be bullied by the Federal Government. Not when so many girls need to be bred.”

Amelia swallowed while Jordan’s asshole clenched on my dick.

I pumped my fingers faster and faster in and out of her sloppy cunt, driving my own futa-cum deeper into her depths. She squirmed, her back rubbing against my nipples, stimulating them through my top. Delight shot down to my pussy. My cunt grew hotter, my girl-dick throbbing inside her bowels.

“And won’t your school be driven bankrupt by such reckless actions?” Amelia asked, her voice so tight. She rocked in her seat. Not much, but just enough to make her chair twitch and her black hair sway about her features.

She recrossed her legs.

“We’re holding fundraisers to deal with the fines. In fact, the first one’s Friday night. For $1000 a plate, you can come meet me, have a great dinner, and catch a delightful performance by Seattle’s own Macklemore.” I looked at the camera. “For you rich men out there, I will breed all your trophy wives and mistresses. I will pump them full of my spunk while you watch, spanking it hard. You know you want it. Right, Amelia?

“You want it, after all?”

“W-want what,” she moaned, her rocking increasing. She looked like she had to pee. Or had to be fucked.

“To be bred. That’s why you invited me on the show. So that the entire world could witness it. So you could have a huge boost to your ratings while I filled your naughty cunt up with all my naughty seed.”

She let out a moan.

“What was that?” I asked, digging my fingers deeper into Jordan’s pussy. “I didn’t hear you?”

“I… I…” she swallowed. “I would love to be bred by you, Becky.”

“Even though my dick is currently in Jordan’s tight, dirty asshole?”

“She’s so deep in me, Amelia,” Jordan moaned, her pussy clenching down on my fingers, her bowels about my girl-dick. “Oh, God, she’s going to make me cum just from fingering my snatch. This is so hot.”

“Yes!” Amelia gasped. “I would. I would let you breed me while the entire world watches.” She shuddered, her face burning. Her eyes shot to the camera, staring out at the world watching live. “Everyone is correct about her. She does make women go into heat. It is this amazing sensation building in me. My entire body is quivering. My pussy has never been wetter. And I mean pussy. Not a vagina. Not right now. Its a dirty, naughty cunt that needs a futa-dick fucking it so hard. I want Becky’s futa-cum spurting into me.

“Breeding me. This is an incredible feeling. I can’t fight it. I would do anything.”

“Anything?” I asked. “Like admit that you brought me here by lying to me?”

She hesitated.

“You told me that I would be interviewed by a man,” I said. “Then you filmed me and my friends having sex without our permission. You set this all up for this huge rating boost, didn’t you?”

“Well…” she said. She shuddered in her chair.

“If you’re not honest with me, well, I’ll just enjoy Jordan’s asshole for the rest of the interview. It’s so tight and hot.” I let out a purring moan. “And soooo dirty. Ooh, my cock feels positively filthy buried to the hilt in her asshole.”

“So filthy,” she moaned, her bowels squeezing down on my girl-dick. Then she lifted herself up my shaft, caressing me with her velvety embrace. She slammed down it, my crown throbbing inside of her.

“Oooh, yes, I would be happy just erupting into her tight asshole and calling it an evening. She’s more than enough for me.”

“Yes, yes, I did this all for the ratings!” Amelia moaned, her hands shooting to the bottoms of her blouse. She worked them down fast. “I wanted to be bred by you. Ever since I read your Rolling Stones interview, I’ve wanted this. I’ve ached for this. It’s consumed me. It’s driven me wild. I just had to be bred.

“So I leaped at this opportunity to do it and advance my career. I sacrificed so much last Saturday letting the broadcast continue live, ignoring the phone calls from my bosses. And now I’m going to benefit from it!”

She ripped open her blouse, exposing her teardrop-shaped tits to the world. They heaved and jiggled. Her dusky-brown nipples thrust from wide areolas, stretched into slight ovals by her heavy tits. She whimpered, her hands attacking her skirt now.

“Please, please, Becky, breed me!” she moaned, tearing her skirt down her thighs, revealing that she wore thigh-high stockings, a black garter belt, and nothing else beneath it. She had a trimmed bush soaked by her juices. She stood up, the cameras trained on her, the male crew all watching with such hungry eyes.

“Crawl like a bitch and apologize to me with that hot mouth,” I moaned. “You’re my bitch now, aren’t you? My bitch wanting to be bred!”

“Yes!” she gasped, falling to her knees, her tits swaying like plump pendulums.

Jordan whimpered and squirmed, moaning, “You are so hot Becky. I love it. She’s actually crawling to us.”

“Uh-huh,” I whimpered, my heart thudding in my chest.

The host crawled across the floor in her nylons. The cameras moved, one pointing right at her swaying rump. I shivered, knowing the viewers at home were getting quite the naughty look at her muff. She moved between my legs.

“Becky, I am so sorry for tricking you and filming you without—”

“Bitches don’t talk,” I said. “That’s not how they apologize. They use their tongues.”

“Tongues? You…” I heard her give a sharp intake of her breath. “You want me to lick your pussy.”

“I want you to apologize with that naughty, lying tongue of yours,” I moaned, squirming on my seat, my dick throbbing in Jordan’s asshole.

Amelia’s lips kissed at my inner thigh. I groaned, my cunt clenching as she came closer and closer to my snatch. I shivered, my eyes squeezing shut as she smooched closer and closer to my snatch. My heart pounded in my chest. I sucked in a deep breath, the blood coursing through my veins. This was so much.

This was so hot.

I ripped my fingers out of Jordan’s cunt as Amelia came closer and closer to my pussy until she was nuzzling into my wet bush. Then I gasped as she swiped her tongue across my snatch. Jordan shuddered atop me while my dick throbbed in her tight bowels.

“Oh, wow, Becky, this is such a naughty sight,” groaned Jordan. “She has to rub her face into my pussy to lick yours. Ooh, yes, I love it.”

“Mmm, enjoy,” I groaned. I knew I would.

Amelia’s apologizing tongue felt incredible lapping through my folds. She dragged it up and down my snatch, caressing my hot folds, making me shudder and groan. Pleasure shot up to the tip of my dick. It pulsed in Jordan’s asshole. The blonde whimpered, her hair swaying about her shoulders right before my face.

Then she gasped, her bowels squeezing down so hard on my dick. She whimpered and moaned while Amelia’s tongue probed into the depths of my cunt. She swirled it around, fluttering it, driving it wild inside of me. She put so much effort into apologizing.

“Yes, yes, yes, that’s it,” I groaned. “Show the world how sorry you are by making me cum in Jordan’s asshole.”

“Please, please, yes!” groaned Jordan. “And keep rubbing that nose into my cunt. Ooh, it’s so perfect.”

“I bet,” I gasped, my orgasm building so fast inside of me. This was so hot.

My gaze shot to the cameras. It was like the game all over again, but I was so much more aware of being filmed. The cameras were so close to me. They moved, the male operators all capturing different angles of Amelia’s apology.

She wiggled her tongue so deep into my cunt. She moaned as she fluttered that delightful organ in me. She stimulated me. Made me whimper. My toes curled as I shuddered. The heat shot up to the tip of my futa-dick, building there, aching to explode out of me.

Jordan’s clenching and relaxing bowels didn’t help. She stimulated me as she squirmed on my lap, teasing me with her velvety delight. My moans grew in my throat then burst out of my mouth. I shuddered, that ache swelling.

Amelia’s tongue felt so good in me.

“That’s it, bitch!” I gasped. “I… I…” My eyes squeezed shut. “I forgive you!”

My orgasm exploded through me.

My futa-cum spurted into Jordan’s tight asshole. Every blast sent a powerful shock wave of rapture through my body. My legs spasmed. I whimpered and moaned out in throaty delight. Ecstasy slammed into my mind. My thoughts collapsed beneath the heat.

Amelia’s tongue stirred through my convulsing pussy. She stimulated my spasming flesh as my cream flooded out of me. I groaned and gasped. My entire body quivered. My moans ripped from my throat.

“Such a sweet apology!” I gasped as my orgasm peaked.

“It’s the best!” gasped Jordan, her bowels writhing about my girl-dick as she joined me in ecstasy. “Oh, Becky, you’re awesome! I love this!”

Amelia pulled her mouth from my pussy. “You’ll breed me now?” she gasped. “With your dirty dick? You’ll breed my bitch-pussy?”

How could I say no? What anger I felt was drowned out by the rapture of my orgasm. “Mmm, yes. Jordan, hop off. Thank you for your help.”

“Ooh, it was all my pleasure,” she moaned.

I whimpered as she rose off my dick. With a wet plop, my futa-cock spilled out, bouncing before me. I smelled the sour tang of hot bowels. Jordan staggered away, my cum spilling out of her asshole, staining her crack.

The crew watched with such hungry eyes as I rose, my futa-dick thrusting before me. Amelia turned on her hands and knees. She presented her rump at me, toned and firm. Her legs were spread. Juices dripped from her bush, splashing on the vinyl floor of the studio set.

“Breed me with that amazing cock, Becky!” she moaned, staring at one of the cameras. “Let the entire world see how amazing your dick is!”

I fell to my knees behind her, my dick smacking into her rump. I shivered at the thudding impact. I hefted my dick and spanked her naughty butt-cheeks, going back and forth. Precum flicked from the end, splattering clear drops across her back.

“You were so naughty,” I moaned, “but I forgive you. I want you to have my baby, too. I want to breed you so badly.”

“Yes, yes, yes, breed me!” she groaned. Her back arched. “Please, please, just ram that dirty cock into my bitch-pussy!”

I maneuvered my clit-dick down across her rump. I shuddered at the transition from satiny skin to silky bush. I probed into her pubic hair and found the hot folds of her pussy. Her labia spread with greedy ease around my thick tip, her snatch so wet for me.

Which was perfect because I needed to clean off my dick in her. Just like I did with Sabrina.

I slammed forward into her bitch-pussy. Her cunt clenched about my cock. I whimpered in delight as I buried into her. My eyes rolled back in my head. It felt so good to be in her. To slide into her juicy depths with my dirty cock.

“I’m going to pump you full of so much jizz,” I panted as I drew back my cock.

She squeezed down hard, her silky snatch buffing my dick clean. My tip throbbed and ached, drinking in the friction. Pleasure radiated down my shaft and through my body. I trembled, my blouse rustling. I gazed right at the camera as I rammed back into her, my crotch smacking into her firm rump.

I stared at the world as I fucked her. I pounded her hard, pumping away with every ounce of passion I had. I plowed into her bitch-pussy with such force. I made her whimper and groan. She shivered, her snatch squeezing down on my futa-dick with such passion.

I pumped away hard, fast. I pounded her. I drove my girl-dick to the hilt in her. I made her groan and gasp. It was so incredible. My breasts heaved, my nipples rubbing against my blouse as I reveled in her snatch.

“She’s cleaning my dirty cock with her bitch-pussy!” I moaned to the world. “Ooh, she’s so tight and hot. She wants it bad!”

“I do!” gasped Amelia. “Oh, yes, ladies! You need to be fucked by this futa-cock! You need to be bred by Becky!”

The silky caress stimulated me as I thrust forward harder and faster. I slammed my futa-dick to the hilt in her over and over. The ache built at the tip as she buffed clean my futa-dick. Her juices soaked my shaft, mixing with my own cream running down my thighs.

She bucked back into me, our flesh slapping together. I loved the sound. Then I heard another, fainter smacking. I frowned then realized it was her teardrop-shaped tits heaving together beneath her. My hands slid up her body, reaching around her, until I found them.

I squeezed them.

Her pussy squeezed my girl-dick.

The friction increased. The pleasure screamed through me as I hammered her. I drove my futa-dick so deep into her. So hard. I plowed her with every ounce of passion I possessed. I groaned and gasped, my back arching, my girl-dick plunging over and over into her. She whimpered and quivered, squeezing her pussy down on my dick.

“Breed my bitch-pussy!” she howled as her back arched.

She orgasmed on my dick.

“Holy shit!” I groaned, staring right into the camera before us. “She’s cumming like a whore in heat on my dick!”

“I am!” she hissed, her voice so throaty. “I’m cumming so hard! Oh, my god, Becky! Please, please, spill that seed in me!”

It was so hard not to as I plowed into her convulsing pussy. There was something just so delicious about fucking a hot cunt spasming with such heat. It made me groan and gasp. My eyes squeezed shut. My pussy clenched down so hard. My juices flooded out of me. They poured down my thighs, warming my flesh.

Her pussy sucked at my dick.

Her bitch-cunt begged to be bred.

I buried to the hilt in her. I groaned and my cock erupted. My futa-cum spurted into her depths. I flooded her. I pumped her full of my jizz. Hot, juicy spunk squirted over and over into her. She whimpered, her pussy spasming about my shaft. She milked my cock.

She wrung out every drop of cum while the pleasure melted my mind in bliss. I howled out for the watching world to see as I bred Amelia McCreery’s bitch-pussy on live TV.

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April 17th, 2047

“I made her my utter slut on TV, and it landed me so many interviews after that,” I moaned, my futa-dick throbbing in my wife’s asshole. My fingers dug into her sloppy pussy, loving the way her pregnant snatch clenched and relaxed about my digits. “All the cable news stations wanted me fucking their female talent, all those beautiful women, live on air. They were all desperate for it.”

“And I bet you bred them all,” Adelia said, her voice so tight, staring at me with such envy in her expression as my wife shifted and squirmed on me, working her tight asshole up and down my dick.

“Oh, God, yes!” I whimpered, my pussy clenching. I jammed my fingers so deep into Sharron’s pussy. “And I loved every moment of it. In a week, I had worked my way through every national news anchor and commentator in America.”

“Becky!” Sharron gasped, her pregnant body heaving on me. She slid her bowels up my clit-dick, squeezing the entire way. “Oh, yes!”

Her cunt spasmed about my fingers, and her bowels writhed about my dick as she plunged back down my shaft. Her velvety bowels swallowed every inch of my girl-cock in her rectum. Her orgasm spilled through her, hot juices gushing out of her cunt.

I groaned, my futa-dick throbbing in her velvety bowels. The hot massage swelled the ache throbbing across the crown of my dick. My head lounged back. I stared up at the ceiling of the studio, my eyes flitting across the strange racks and scaffolding holding lights and equipment.

“Oh, Sharron, I love you!” I moaned as my cum erupted into her pussy.

That hot, wondrous blast of jizz erupted from my girl-dick. My futa-cum spilled into my wife’s asshole over and over. Stars exploded across my vision. Countless millions watched this streamed live across the world, witnessing my passion.

“BECKY!” cheered the studio audience, clapping and whooping and thundering with their excitement.

My left hand held my wife’s swollen baby bump while the fingers of my right plunged over and over into her spasming depths. I whimpered and groaned. My futa-cock pulsed and spurted over and over into her body, flooding her with so much of my passion.

I loved it. It was the best. My head lolled to the right as my pleasure peaked. Adelia stared at me, her caramel face twisted with excited pleasure, her breasts rising and falling in her blouse. She licked her lips as she watched me erupt.

“Oh, Becky!” Sharron moaned, slumping back into me. “Oh, wow, honey, that was so hot.”

“Yes, it was,” panted Adelia. “You’re just glowing, Sharron. Pregnant and cumming on your futa-wife’s dick. What a contestant you would have made in the Ms. Bred beauty pageant.”

“Mmm, she would have won,” I moaned, my eyes fluttering. “How could I vote against my own pregnant wife?”

“It was because of this interview with Amelia McCreery that the Ms. Bred Beauty Pageant was created, correct?” Adelia asked. Despite her horniness, she couldn’t stop being an interviewer.

“Mmm, yes, I met Carter Mondale, then President of CNN. He pitched the whole idea, inspired by how I made his newest commentator perform on stage. To beg to be bred by me. He thought it had potential to be expanded upon. To make a whole wicked production out of.” I shivered. “I completely agreed with him.”

“And when we come back from a word from our sponsors,” Adelia said, glancing at the camera, “we will talk about the first Ms. Bred Beauty Pageant ever. You won’t want to miss it or more as we take a retrospective look on the life, and naughty fun, of President Becky Woodward.”

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Nicki settles into her new place and meets her beautiful carmel skinned neighbor

Ding dong!

I was just wrapping up my daily 1-hour yoga routine when I heard my doorbell. I quickly grabbed the hand towel I always kept sitting on my dumbbell stand and wiped the sweat from my face. I wasn’t expecting the delivery company to be ready with my washer and dryer until 5:00 and it was only 4:00. I was trying to give myself enough time to hop in the shower after my workout, but it looked like that wasn’t happening anytime soon, so to be quite honest, I was kind of pissed. Ding-dong! There it was again. I know I was taking my time, but oh well, it was their fault! I rolled my eyes, walked to the door, and snatched it open, ready to tear into the first delivery guy my eyes landed on.

“What-“. Damn! How embarrassing is this. It wasn’t the delivery company and here I was a hot sweaty mess, face beet red, and hair flying every which-way. It was my neighbor and she was looking at me like I was crazy. I had seen her coming and going a few times, but we never got the opportunity of crossing paths; that is, until today. Great first impression Nicki!

Me, being 5’4, I would say that she stood about 5’4″ or 5’5″, because we were eye to eye to each other. Unsure, she slowly stuck out her hand and introduced herself, “Hey, I’m Felicia, your neighbor. I was coming over to welcome you to the neighborhood, but you look a little busy. Should I come back another day?”

She wants to run. I was so embarrassed! I started rambling on, quickly trying to explain the situation, “No, no not at all. I’m really sorry if I startled you. It’s just that I told the company to be here at 5, and I was in the middle of my work out and I heard the door, and I thought it was them. I was just a little irritated because I planned to work out, get in the shower before they got here and relax a bit. I am so sorry; please don’t think I’m crazy.” I gave her a sad smile, and she returned a sympathetic one to me.

“No, it’s quite all right. I will admit you kind of surprised me, but I understand. Hey, why don’t I come by a little later on in the evening so I can give you time to settle in and wind down a bit.”

Thank you so much! By the way, I’m Nik. Well, Nicole, but you can call me Nicki or Nik or whatever. And again Felicia, I’m so sorry.”

She laughed, “No problem! Hey, how about you just take my number down, and just call me when you’re ready for company. It’ll be easier and I don’t want to get cussed out coming over here or anything anyway!”

We both chuckled. I grabbed my phone from the coffee table and put her info in.

“Okay, I got it. See you later!”

45 minutes later, I was out of the shower, dressed, hair descent, and standing behind one of the two men installing the dryer unit. He stood up, and turned the dryer on to test it out. After he seemed satisfied, the other man wrote a few things on his clip board and asked me to sign it, “Okay, ma’am, looks like you’re all set here!”

Tearing the paper off, he handed it to me.

“Thanks a lot! Now this warranty covers the first 4 years, right?”

“Yes ma’am. And if you have any more questions,” he handed me a business card, “just call that number there, and ask to speak with the appliance department and they’ll be happy to help you out!”

“Okay cool. Well, let me walk you guys to the door. I really appreciate your time!”

“No problem ma’am and you enjoy the rest of your evening!”

“Will do.”

I shut the door behind the two men, and plopped down on the comfortable cushiony couch. I was exhausted. The past week, I’ve spent all my time on unpacking, moving in small boxes, letting people in and out the house to fix this and install that, and everything in between. I’m glad I don’t have kids; because I don’t know what energy I would have left over to move all this in. I was glad it was over!

Right when I was about to close my eyes and drift off, I remembered Felicia. Groaning, I drag myself up off the couch to call her.

“Hey Felicia! Their finished up here. I was just wondering if you still wanted to stop by.”

“Yeah, no problem! I’ll be over in about 30 minutes!” Good! That gave me enough time to relax a while, although, I would’ve preferred a nap.

…

I walked toward the kitchen and looked back at her, “I know it’s only 6, but you want a glass of wine? I need one after the day I’ve had today!”

“Why not? What do you have, white or red?”

I smiled, “Girl, both! I always have every selection, because I hate being out right when I need it. That’s when you realize you should’ve checked your fridge before the store closed, and trust me, I’ve had too many of those nights. I’ve learned my lesson long ago!”

“I know that’s right! Well, how about you choose.”

“Alright.”

I pour both of us a glass of white wine and walk back into the living room.

“Who’s this?” Felicia was pointing at someone I should have forgotten about a long time ago.

“Oh, girl that’s nobody, just an old friend. Her name’s Shelly; we used to work together.” I walk back into the kitchen for no reason. Just wanted to avoid the conversation altogether. That was a trip down memory lane I wasn’t ready to visit, especially with someone I had just met. She’d run if I told her about my past.

“Oh really? Where did you guys work?”

I pretend I don’t hear her, and quickly change the subject by yelling from the kitchen, “Hey Felicia, you ever work out?”

She doesn’t seem to notice my instant change, and answers, “Sometimes. You know what, I’m not even gonna lie, girl, I rarely work out. I’m super lazy and hate it!” She starts laughing and watches me come back in the living room with an apple. I know, how lame, right?

“Well,” smiling mischievously I bite into the fruit, and begin, “I hate working out too. That’s why I do yoga. It’s super relaxing, it works you out, and you get extra flexible. I know that’s something your man would really like! I know mine did!”

Felicia laughs, “I’ve never tried it before. Do you do classes, or you just do your own thing?”

“Well, I started out doing classes, and then I realized all the stuff they were doing at the gym, I could do for free at home! Girl, I’ m cheap!”

“I heard that! I’m cheap too. What’s crazy though is that I got an inheritance, and I haven’t spent a dime of it! Everyone thinks I’m crazy, but I don’t see the need to. I was doing fine before I got it, so I don’t think I should change the way I do things now. I mean, I have over a million dollars, and I’ve lost friends because I haven’t spent it.”

I was honestly kind of shocked. Who wouldn’t spend free money? But after thinking about it, I see where she’s coming from. “Yeah. I probably, would’ve spent it, but it makes sense. You have a good head on your shoulders, because most people I know would have run through that by now. You never had a man try to ease it out of you?”

“Well, yeah. When you mentioned my man liking the flexible thing, I didn’t say anything, but that one is long gone. Xavier…” she rolls her eyes and continues, “His trifling ass was only in it for the money. I can’t stand people like that, and try to keep them as far away as possible. The thing is though, you never know who’s out to get what you have, until it’s too late. You trust them, let them in, and they’re either gone with your stuff, or gone because they couldn’t get your stuff.”

We found out more personal details about each other. She was only a year and 2 months older than me, which made us 25 and 26. Neither of us had kids, we graduated from college a year apart, and while she worked for an advertisement company, I had just landed a nice finance job at a prestigious and well known company in the area, which was the reason for my move down here to L.A. We had a lot in common, including our body shapes and dress sizes. We even joked about how we could be like sisters and share clothes. She talked about growing up in L.A, her family, past boyfriends and stuff like that. I talked about my life in Seattle and family life growing up as well, while purposely leaving some parts out. We had a great time, drinking and talking a little while longer before she was ready to head home.

“Hey, when are you doing that yoga thing again?”

“Oh, that’s everyday girl. Gotta keep it tight!”

“Well, it’s working. Sign me up. What time?”

“You can come over about 3. That’s usually when I start.”

“Okay, see you at three then.”

…

As I was getting my mail, I saw Felicia walking up my driveway. Now, I never been into women, let alone, even thought of one in a sexual way, but I must admit Felicia was bad! She looked the complete opposite of what she was wearing yesterday, which was a maxi skirt and a loose fitted tank with her hair in a Nefertiti wrap. She was Bohemian chic, which was cute and all, but today? Damn! Her skin was a beautiful golden caramel sun kissed brown and her curly ash brown hair was pulled into a high ponytail. She reminded me of Stacey Dash, but with a video model’s body. Her flat stomach displayed a cute navel ring, which was uniquely pierced on the bottom of her navel rather than the top like most girls do. She had on hot orange running shorts that showed an ass that wasn’t there yesterday and a pastel pink sports bra that made her 40 DD titties pop out. It was 83 degrees outside, but her nipples were poking out like it was 38 degrees. I knew I had to stop staring at her nipples before she got close enough to catch me looking, but it was hard, no pun intended.

My throat got dry, “Hey Felicia!” She leaned in for a hug, squishing those soft titties into my own 36 D’s.

“Hey Nik! Oh my gawd, I’m so excited to get started! Yoga girls always look right and I can’t wait to see what my body looks like after I’ve done it for a while!”

Neither can I... “Girl, you know you look good already!”

She slapped my arm and giggled and began waving her hand in the air “Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever!”

We walked up the driveway toward the house.

“After you.” With my mail in my left hand, I motioned my right hand up the stairs to my front door, which I shouldn’t have done. Her ass looked so fucking good from behind! Her shorts were crawling up that luscious round ass, and every step she took, it would jiggle, and trust me, not in a bad way! Damn, right at that moment I was wishing I had more steps she could climb. What the fuck is wrong with me? Nik, get it together!

We walked into the exercise room, which consisted of work out equipment, a built in stereo with surround sound, hardwood floors and wall-to-wall mirrors. I had it installed especially for my dancing and workouts in order to see my progress and to know what I was doing right and wrong. I had two yoga pads laid out with a set of 10-pound dumbbells for me and some 5 pounders for her since she was a beginner. I also pulled out the ball, which was one of my favorite parts of the workout.

“So, you ready?”

She threw up her hands, “I guess so!”

I put on some calming music and we got into our stretches.

“Fuck, I’m already sweating!”

I laugh, “Damn, you really don’t work out, do you?”

“No, and this shit is hard! Do we still have to do the entire workout? I’m already getting tired!”

“Girl, if you don’t suck it up! Now get on your knees; we’re about to do a cat stretch. It feels really good.”

We worked out for an entire hour, and it was so hard for me to concentrate. This chick’s body looked so delicious. I wanted to lay her over that exercise ball and work her out from the back! If only I had a dick, man the things I would do to that! I was seriously tripping now. My mind was taking me places I never thought I would go, and the funny thing, is I wasn’t uncomfortable with the thoughts either! It was probably something that would pass though, so I wasn’t tripping.

…

“Man that was intense! I used muscles that I thought I lost a long time ago, and others that I had no clue existed!”

“I’m telling you, once you get the hang of it, it’ll be as easy as walking around the corner.”

Felicia surprised me when she said, “Do you mind if I shower here? I feel so uncomfortable covered in all this sweat and I definitely don’t want to go outside in this hot ass weather. It’ll feel gross! I promise I’ll give you your clothes back if you can give me something to wear!”

I smirk, “You’re lucky, because I always keep stocks of deodorant and stuff. I told you I like to be prepared.”

“Thanks Nik! So, which shower do I use?”

“It doesn’t matter. The towels and rags are at the end of the hallway upstairs in the linen closet. I have extra loofa scrubbers in there too. They’re in a basket on the ground. And I have lotions, deodorant, and body wash and sprays in every bathroom in the cabinets under the sinks. Help yourself!”

As she got her things together and went into one of the guest bathrooms on the main floor, I use my own bathroom in my master suite. I love my room. It’s huge; with a California king size bed that sat in the middle of the main wall. My entire room is decorated and colour coordinated in a modern dark espresso brown colour, which compliments the pastel teal and crème theme I have going on. Over my bed is a canopy that holds the softest sheer crème coloured fabric. It makes me feel so sexy lying in that bed. It’s just a shame I had to lay there every night alone. On my bed is the most comfortable comforter that matched the colour scheme in my room. It’s an Egyptian cotton 1020 thread count and I love it! I have about 10 pillows on top of my bed and 800 thread count sheets underneath. My skin is soft, but I swear those sheets can make the softest skin feel like a brillo pad. It feels like lying on butter, minus the smell and the ickiness.

On the other side of my room is a grand walk in closet with custom made shelves that would make any woman cry. And next to my closet is my spa like bathroom, with a separate shower and jetted spa tub. His and her sinks surrounded by dark Quartz countertops. My shit is laid and I love it!

I got all my girly things set up on the counter and turn on the shower, waiting for the water to get hot and hop in. I grab my loofa scrub and drench it in my Olay and begin massaging my body. As I closed my eyes, my mind started to drift off to Felicia and that beautiful body of hers again. I shoot my eyes open and try to shake it out of my head, but a few moments later, my eyes are closed again, and this time, I massaged my slippery soapy tits. Instantly my nipples hardened and a moan escaped from my slightly parted lips. This time, I didn’t care though. With one hand I squeezed the soap from the loofa so it covered my body and with the other, I massaged myself in places that I shouldn’t while thinking about another woman. I dropped the loofa without even realizing it and leaned up against the wall. I began flicking my hardened erect nipples and rubbing my wet soapy clit. I hadn’t touched myself in so long; I almost forgot what it felt like. The sensation of touching myself and the hot water pounding down on me, sent me into a frenzy. “Ughn!” First I teased my pussy hole with just the tip of my middle finger, and instantly my juices came flowing down my thighs. I hissed, “Ooh, yeah!” I teased my pussy hole some more and flicked my left nipple and then my right, until I couldn’t take it anymore. “Fuuuck!” I separated my fat swollen pussy lips with my index finger and my ring finger and then rammed my middle finger in my creamy wet pussy. I began pounding myself like my finger was a dick. “Ooh fuuuck!” As if it were possible, my nipples harden even more and goose bumps begin covering my right arm, which was exposed to the cooler air and being neglected by the hot water. I finger my pussy harder and faster and tweak at my nipples. I thought about what those fat tits would look like bouncing around in my face with those nipples sticking straight out, begging to be licked and sucked. “I’m bouta cum!” Before I knew it, my pussy began to contract and I was gushing all over my fingers.

I couldn’t believe what I had just done! It made me feel so impish and I loved every second of it. I finished washing my body, and got out of the shower and dried off. I looked around my bathroom, and then my room and realized I forgot my favorite lotion, which was downstairs on the living room table. I had used it this morning while I was rushing to get ready for work and left it there. Fuck. I grabbed my short silk robe hanging on the bathroom door and wrapped it around myself and headed downstairs. When I reached the living room, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! Felicia was dripping wet with a towel that was doing a terrible job at covering her caramel body. Her body looks like silk! She was on her hands and knees straining to reach for something under the couch. I guess she didn’t see the bath sheet towels in the closet and opted to grab one of the smaller ones, because the bottom half of her juicy ass and her thick fat pussy was on display for me. I swear those pouty pussy lips screamed my name twice. My mouth began to water, as my throat got dry for the second time today. The silk from my robe began rubbing against my nipples, making them erect. I just wanted to reach over smack her ass nice and hard and rub my finger up and down her slit. Damn, you look so good Felicia. Let me taste you just one time! She was teasing me so bad, bent over like that with her lickable cunt on display, and every time she reached further under the couch her ass would do this tantalizing jiggle, which exposed her fat lips even more.

I cleared my throat, “U-hrm, do you need help?”

Without even jumping or even moving to make an attempt to cover up or adjust herself, she turned her head back at me. She caught me staring at her pussy, and I don’t know if my eyes were playing tricks on me or not, but I could’ve sworn she gave a flirtatious, knowing smirk. She stuck her head back down on the floor in an attempt to see what she was searching for.

“I was about to put some lotion on, and when I was trying to pull off my ring, it flew underneath the couch.”

I was surprised I heard everything she said, because that pussy was still talking to me, and mine was getting swollen and throbbing harder by the second.

“Do y- ugh, you need help with that?” I stumbled over my words like a fool.

She slowly and dramatically got up, arching her ass harder than necessary and said, “Yeah, I definitely need help with that. Thanks girl.”

…To be continued…

Part II is up now! Go to my page to read it!

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Hina takes the opportunity of a weekend trip to her friend’s dairy farm to explore more facets of her evolving sexuality.

Amanda Likes Japanese Girls, Part 4

by Vincent

“Look. You made the school newspaper,” Amanda showed Hina the sports page as they sat next to each other on a bus heading up I-39. They were going to spend Memorial Day weekend at Amanda’s family’s dairy farm near Dakota. The headline said, “Cute coed brings luck to Badgers softball team.” The full color picture showed Hina blowing a kiss to Emily in the on deck circle. “I think I can even see your red panties.”

“Oh, no you can’t. Let me see.” Hina grabbed the paper from Amanda, “Well, maybe a little.”

“That’s it for you now,” Amanda teased, “Every team will want you to show up to their games in a tiny dress, flashing your panties and blowing kisses.”

“I should probably charge for that.”

“I’m sure you’d make quite a lot. I’m still sleepy. We got up way too early this morning.”

“Yes, and my pussy is sore.”

“I bet it is, after what happened to you last night. Later I’ll kiss it and make it better.”

“Thank you. You are too good to me.”

They still an hour to go. Amanda put her head against the window and Hina put her head in Amanda’s lap and they both tried to sleep.

Amanda’s youngest brother Ray picked them up at the bus station. Hina was surprised and a little nervous that a boy of 16 would be driving, and a big pickup at that. They made Hina sit in the middle. Both girls noticed that the boy seemed a little fidgety and kept stealing glances at Hina’s bare legs.

“Don’t mind my brother,” Amanda said, “He’s just an idiot.”

After 20 minutes they arrived at the house. It was a two story white house with green shutters and long sloping roofs. A large covered porch went across the entire front of the house. There was a small forest on one side and open pasture on the other into the distance. Hina was visibly delighted by the bucolic scenery.

“This is your house!?” Hina said, “It’s like from a story. It’s so beautiful and big. Did you grow up here?”

“It’s been in the family for three generations,” Ray said, “We do work on it from time to time.”

“Where are the cows?” Ray and Amanda both laughed.

“Did you expect they’d be sitting around on the porch? Sipping tea?” Amanda joked.

“See that big building over there,” Ray said, “That’s the milk house. Most of the girls are in the pasture on the other side.”

When they pulled up Amanda’s parents came out to greet them. There were introductions and hugs all around.

“You are just adorable, aren’t you,” Mom said to Amanda’s petite friend, “Come in. Ray, take Hina’s bag to the guest room.” Hina hid her disappointment she’d be sleeping apart from her friend, and wondered if it could be rectified. They sat in the living room and chatted about school life and things on the farm.

“How many cows do you have?” Hina asked.

“About 80,” Amanda said.

“That would be about 83 now. We’ve had three calves since you were here last.” Dad said.

“Baby cows!” Hina squealed, “How cute. Can I see them?”

“Sure. Amanda can take you later.”

“We’re going to eat about 7. Why don’t you girls get settled in and you can show your friend around,” Mom said.

“Where is Max?” Amanda asked.

“Your brother is moving a herd to the north pasture. He’ll be back by supper,” Dad said. The girls went to Amanda’s bedroom.

“Are all of these yours?” The shelf was full of trophies, about 20, with figures of softball and basketball players on top.

“They give those out like candy. Max just throws his away.” She was being modest. She loved her trophies.

“And these pictures are you?” There were pictures of a young Amanda standing next to cows or holding rabbits with blue ribbons attached. “You are so cute.”

“Yes. Those are from 4-H club. All the kids do it around here.”

“You must have had such an exciting childhood.”

“Every kid thinks their childhood is normal, until they grow up. Then they all realize it was fucked up.”

“I guess so.” Hina leaped on Amanda’s bed and rolled around. “This is nice. I want to sleep here. I don’t want to sleep in the guest room”

“I suppose I could sleep in the guest room.”

“Nooo! I don’t want to sleep by myself. I want to sleep here with you.”

Amanda jumped on top of Hina and they started to giggle. “I don’t trust you to be quiet.” Hina held her breath and puffed out her cheeks. Amanda held Hina down by the wrists and lowered her mouth onto hers. Their lips and tongues mingled together, celebrating the excitement of their weekend adventure together. She released one wrist and slid her free hand under Hina’s shirt. She rubbed her tummy then cupped her breast and gently squeezed.

“I wanted to milk a cow, not get milked myself,” Hina said. With her free hand she stroked Amanda hair. Before things could go further there was a knock on the door. Amanda jumped up and opened the door. Ray peered in and saw Hina lying on the bed with her skirt around her waist and her shirt half way up her stomach. She quickly straightened her clothes.

“Mom wants to know if there’s anything your friend can’t eat.” Amanda looked at Hina.

“Shirako, but I’m sure you don’t have any of that.”

“What’s that?” Ray asked.

“Fish sperm,” she stated bluntly. Ray was taken aback by the cheekiness of his sister’s friend, and didn’t know if he should believe her, but it peaked his interest in the girl even more.

“Just tell her anything is ok,” Amanda said

“Sorry to bother you. I’ll let you get back to whatever you were doing,” Ray said. Amanda shut the door on him.

“Does your family know about you?” Hina asked.

“About being a lesbian? I’ve never told them straight out, but I’ve brought home more girls than guys.”

“So you have other girlfriends?”

“Not now.”

“And you’ve had boyfriends?”

“I dated a couple of guys before.”

“Did you have sex with them?”

“Just one, in high school.”

“I think I should be jealous. How was it, to have a cock inside you?”

“I have mixed feelings about it. I liked the cock. I didn’t like the guy.”

“So you would like it if I had a cock?”

“You ask way too many questions.” Amanda jumped back on top of her and they continued their petting. After a few minutes they took a break.

“Can you show me your farm?”

“Sure, let’s go.”

“Will you dress me up like a farm girl? Like in your pictures?” Amanda thought it was a fun idea.

“I’ll see what I have.” Amanda dug in her closet and pulled out a box. “These are some of my clothes from junior high school. If they’re too big I’ll see if I have anything from kindergarten.” Hina threw a pillow at her. Amanda tossed a pair of cutoff jeans on the bed, an old sports bra and a plaid shirt. “This should do it. First the hair.” She braided her friend’s hair into pig tails and secured the ends with rubber bands. “There you go, farm girl style. Now stand up.” She lifted off her shirt and bra, pulled down her skirt and left her standing in just her pink cotton panties. She stood back and took in this vision of Asian cuteness. Amanda suddenly had an overwhelming feeling of affection and desire for this sweet and naughty girl who had come into her life. She got a lump in her throat and almost choked on her words.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too,” Hina said as if they had been in love for years. They couldn’t smile big enough at each other. She put her hands under Hina’s ass and lifted the smaller girl. Hina wrapped her arms around Amanda’s neck and her legs around her waist. They closed their eyes and pressed their lips and bodies together. Amanda carried her to the bed and lay her down. She kissed her lover’s neck, chest and stomach. When she reached her panties she slowly pulled them down to make way for more kisses. Hina felt her body was sensitive to Amanda’s lips; every place she kissed sent a tingle of pleasure into her pussy. Amanda guided her tongue down to the slit of Hina’s delicate pussy and forced it into the opening. She used her lips to make suction, drew her clitoris into her mouth and began flicking it with her tongue. Hina loved it. Amanda took such joy in providing ecstasy to her friend, it was making her wet. She reached into her own pants and fingered her pussy. Hina breathed deeply as she neared her orgasm, her body grew tense and her ass lifted off the bed. The spasms began shooting waves of delight through her body. Amanda felt Hina’s pussy contracting on her tongue causing her to orgasm, too. The girls quietly moaned in unison until the pleasure subsided. Ray stopped listening with his ear against the door and silently walked away. He went to his bedroom to deal with his erection. They lay on the bed together for a few minutes petting each other, enjoying the intimacy.

“Let’s get you dressed,” Amanda said, getting up from the bed. Hina loved the fact that she was wearing her old clothes. The bottom of Hina’s ass peeked out from under the cutoff jeans, the sports bra was a good fit, but the shirt was too big. Amanda buttoned it half way down then gathered the lower half and tied it at Hina’s navel. Sneakers completed the outfit. Hina looked at herself in the mirror, she thought she looked darling.

“Ok, I’m ready to meet the cows.”

“Cute, but let’s sneak you out here. My mother would have a fit if she saw you like this.” The girls quietly descended the stairs and went out the front door. “Don’t let Max see her like that, he’ll go crazy,” they heard Amanda’s mother call out just as they left the house. The girls giggled.

It took ten minutes to walk from the house to the milking barn. Hina was amazed at how much open space there was on the farm.

“Is all of this your farm?”

“Yes, this is about half. There’s about a hundred acres here and another hundred or so beyond that line of trees. We are mostly grass fed and we sell all our milk to gourmet butter and cheese makers.”

“Can you drink it?”

“Oh yeah, it’s great, but it has more fat that regular milk.”

There were a few cows in the pen waiting to be milked. The inside didn’t match Hina’s image. “That’s quite a smell.”

“You get used to it. It starts to smell good after a while.”

“I’ll be looking forward to that. There are so many machines and tanks, it looks so complicated.”

“Hey! There’s my favorite sports star,” a man said, walking over to them. She gave Amanda a kiss on the cheek.

“Hi Uncle Pete. This is my friend, Hina. She’s visiting this weekend. Pete is my father’s brother.”

“Younger brother. Welcome to Sutton Farm,” Pete said.

“Can you show Hina how milking works?”

“I’d be delighted.” Pete demonstrated how the cows are hooked up and where the milk goes. Hina thought it was cute that he kept calling the cows “girls.”

“Are there any boy cows on the farm?” Hina asked.

“Not a one. They’re trouble,” Pete said.

“So how do you get the baby cows?”

“We do it ourselves,” Hina suddenly had an image of Pete fucking a cow. “We buy bull semen and inject it into the cow.”

“Do you ever milk by hand?”

“No, that would be way too much work. Machines are much faster.”

“Hina wanted to try milking a cow,” Amanda said.

“Oh sure, you can do that. Max is out back. He can set you up.” The girls left to find Max.

Hina noticed there were many cats lazing about, “I love cats.”

“They keep the mice under control.” Amanda spotted her brother, “Max!” The siblings hugged. “This is my friend Hina. We live in the same dorm. She wanted to come see a real dairy farm.” Max tried to keep his instant infatuation with the small cute Asian girl under control, but the feeling was mutual. Hina felt something stir inside her at the sight of the muscular young man.

“It’s nice to meet you,” he said very politely. Max had the same blond hair as Amanda, and Hina noticed the resemblance. She thought he was very handsome, the male equivalent of Amanda. He was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt that showed off his chest and arms.

“Hina wants to try her hand at milking,” Amanda said.

“Sure. We have some in the pen that need milking. Come with me,” Max was eager to please the cute visitor. Hina followed Max and Amanda went to talk to her uncle about something.

Max brought a cow into the hay barn and set up for milking. He kept stealing glances at her smooth legs, and her ass leaking out the bottom of her shorts. “Sit here; let me show you how to do it.” Hina sat on the front half of the milking stool and Max sat behind her. He scooted his crotch against her ass.

“You have to squeeze like this,” he put his arms around Hina, grabbed her hands and placed them on the teats. He squeezed her hands around the teats to demonstrate the proper motion. Hina had trouble concentrating. She felt overwhelmed by the situation. She was nestled against Max’s hard chest with his strong arms pinned against her shoulders, his lips right next to her ear. She felt the contrast of the bare skin of her thighs pressed against the rough fabric of his jeans, and she tingled all over her body. She felt vulnerable, overpowered, at a word she would willingly submit to his will. If he turned her around and kissed her she would be helpless to resist. If he told her remove her clothes and take his cock she would do so willingly, she secretly wished he would. She wondered how it would feel if he held her like this, both of them naked, and felt herself getting wet. She wanted to be taken by him.

“Enjoying the lesson, are we?” Amanda had come up behind them undetected, “I hope you are being a gentleman, Max.” Max stood up and let Hina take over by herself. Amanda noticed his large erection pressing through his jeans.

“She’s doing very well,” Max said.

“And so are you, apparently.” Amanda knelt down to examine the small amount of milk that had accumulated in the bucket.

“I see you’ve been hard at work,” Amanda said. Max went to the other side of the cow and knelt down, too, but he wanted to examine something different. He had the perfect view between Hina’s spread open legs.

“Try to grip a little harder,” he said to cover his real intentions. The tiny shorts did nothing to hide her panties. Max could see the delicate creamy skin of her inner thigh, how the skin turned dark as it peeked from under her panties, and how the fabric formed over the contour of her vulva. His arousal went into overdrive when noticed a wet spot at the opening of her pussy. Hina could tell what Max was up to and she pushed her legs a little wider. She pushed her hips forward, pressing the hard seam of her shorts into the crack of her pussy causing her vulva to bulge out the sides. Max was going crazy inside. She thought what it would be like to have him touch her there, to lick her, to be inside her. She could see the outline of his cock growing larger under his jeans. It kept getting bigger and bigger.

“What do you think?” Amanda asked. Hina had to recover her thoughts.

“It’s harder than it looks,” she answered while staring at Max’s cock.

“Yeah, it’s pretty hard,” Max confirmed.

“It time to get cleaned up for dinner,” Amanda said, “let’s put that milk in a bottle for you, and put Max into a cold shower.” Hina and Amanda poured the milk in a bottle and Max led the cow away.

They snuck Hina back into the house. They showered and put on appropriate clothes for dinner. Max arrived after everyone was already seated at the table. Pete’s family was also there to celebrate Amanda’s return. Hina was astounded by the amount of food on the table. There seemed to be 20 different dishes, beef, chicken, potatoes, vegetables, biscuits.

“Do you always eat like this?” Hina asked.

“Amanda said you were a big eater,” Dad said. He was the one most amused by his joke.

“Not usually, dear,” mom said, “We have everybody here, so it’s kind of a celebration.”

“It seems like meals around here keep getting smaller every year,” Dad said.

“Then why does your waistline keep growing?” Max quipped. Everybody ignored him.

“Amanda left and this fall Max is going too,” Dad said, “Pretty soon it’ll be Ray’s turn.”

“And then it’s nothing but carrot sticks for you,” Max said.

“You know you can go eat out on the porch,” Dad said to Max.

“So you are coming to the University of Wisconsin, too?” Hina asked.

“I got a scholarship for baseball,” Max said, “I wanted to play football, but I’m too small.”

“I’d rather you didn’t get killed,” Mom added.

“You seem so big to me,” Hina said. Max blushed, everybody chuckled his embarrassment.

“It just seems that way from your perspective,” Pete said.

The eating and conversation went on past when everybody was full. People began to relocate to other parts of the house. Mom asked Amanda to help with the dishes. Hina offered to help, but was refused.

“Hina, can I show you something?” Max asked. He led Hina out to the porch. The late evening light was slowly fading from the sky. “This’ll just take a minute.” He led Hina around the side of the house to a covered garage. He threw back the tarp covering a car. Hina had no idea what she was looking at. Max was a little deflated the girl wasn’t gushing, but he was determined to impress her.

“This is my ’72 Chevy Camaro Z28. I’ve been fixing it up for two years. When I got it, it was a piece of junk. Now look at it.”

“It’s beautiful.” Hina was trying to be nice.

“I’m going to drive it down to Madison when I go to school this fall.”

“That’s wonderful.” She assumed that was a big thing.

“I’ll take you for a drive in it if you like.”

“Thank you. Maybe some other time.” The car was the least thing about Max she was interested in. “Why don’t we take a walk instead?”

She let Max take her hand and they walked down through the small woods past the house. Max was glad it was dark, so Hina wouldn’t see that his cock was already hard.

“I saw your picture in the paper today,” Max said.

“You get the school paper up here?”

“No. I saw it on line. You look really cute in that red dress.”

“Thank you.”

“Maybe you can come blow kisses at my baseball game next year.”

“Sure. I’ll blow them extra hard.” Hina blew a kiss right in Max’s face.

“I enjoyed showing you how to milk today. You were very good, for a beginner.”

“I enjoyed showing you, too.”

“Showing me what?” Max was confused.

“I don’t know. What did you see?” Now Max was grateful the darkness hid his blushing. He tried to stammer out an apology for several seconds. Hina just giggled. “That’s ok. As I said, I enjoyed it.” Max’s erection was becoming uncomfortable in his jeans.

They reached a pond and walked to the end of a small dock and faced each other. A rising moon reflected off the water, casting everything in shimmering purple light.

“When you had your arms around me today I felt all tingly inside.”

“I hope that was a good thing. My heart was beating so fast.”

“Would you do it again?”

Max put his hands on Hina’s shoulders and drew her towards him. She put her hands under Max’s shirt and felt the contour of his abdominal and chest muscles. A small “wow” slipped from her lips. She looked up into his eyes.

“Are you tingling?” he asked.

“Like crazy.” He leaned forward to kiss her soft mouth; she stood on her tip toes to press harder against his lips. All their sexual tensions in an instant turned to joy. They separated and looked at each other for a moment. “That was good,” she said. They both smiled and returned to kissing. Their lips and tongues meshed in a flood of passion released. Hina was anxious to feel dominated by this winsome young man; she wanted his hands on her body.

The small Asian girl wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her body against his, her ear against his chest, her soft breasts against his hard stomach. Max slid his hands down the back of her skirt, inside her panties and squeezed one cheek in each hand while pulling her flush against his hips. His hand slid down between her thighs and his fingers found her vulva. Hina moaned softly as his fingers explored her wet pussy. She felt something hard pushing into her stomach. She reached around and felt the shape of his rock hard cock through the denim. She traced the shape with her fingers; it was more than two of her hands long, and thick.

“Can I see it?” she asked. Of course he answered yes. She stepped back and unfastened the top button of his jeans. On her knees she quickly kissed the shape of his cock bulging through the fabric, then slowly unzipped the fly. She reached her hands inside to guide his pants over his ass and peeled them down to his knees. She leaned forward and gently bit his cock several times through his underwear. Then she grabbed the elastic band and eased it down. First, a short curly bush of pubic hair, then the shaft, long and pale in the moonlight, finally she reached the head. It popped straight out after being released and almost hit Hina in the face. She grabbed the member in one hand and ran her lips and tongue up and down the shaft. She licked around his scrotum and tried to form her lips around his balls. Hina thought her new toy was wonderful and very exciting. She had never touched a cock before, let alone given a blow job. She just did what inspired her. She enjoyed this tremendously; she felt herself working into a frenzy of desire and knew she was getting very wet. She had no idea how this thing would fit inside her, but she knew she wanted it. She had images of him coming inside her pussy, filling it with his semen, and it made her crazy.

She licked up to the head and tried to fit in her mouth. The pink helmet barely fit inside. She created suction with her lips and swirled her tongue around the engorged head. She stroked the shaft with her hand. Max was moaning louder. He ran his fingers through Hina’s hair. He thought she must have had a lot of experience to be doing such a great job. His pleasure grew until he couldn’t hold on any longer. He yelled, “Oh, god,” as he lost control and pumped waves of cum into Hina’s mouth. Hina was surprised by the sudden treat and fell back on her ass. Max’s wild contractions caused him to stumble, get tangled in his pants, lose his balance and fall backwards into the pond with a big splash. Hina sat on the dock, skirt up around her waist with semen running down her face and shirt. She couldn’t stop laughing.

Max climbed out soaking wet, and Hina cleaned herself up with Max’s shirt. “I think we’d better go back,” Hina said.

End of part 4

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The harem has a naughty audience watching their fun.

The Rogue’s Harem

Book Three: The Rogue’s Passionate Harem

Part Twelve: The Harem’s Naughty Audience

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this.

Chapter Thirty-Four: Evening Camp

Zanyia – Southern Forest Road, Princedom of Kivoneth, The Strifelands of Zeutch

I glanced at the forest’s edge that started fifty feet from the road. An owl’s hoot drifted out of the dark trees. Twilight beset the world. My tail swished. The last time we were in those woods, we all almost died thanks to Keythivak, Zizthithana’s assassin.

Of course, both of them were dead. We killed the naga’s assassin then the serpentine bitch herself!

I turned away from the woods, attracted by the sound of a cooking pot being filled with water. I turned around to the campfire where my Master’s sex slaves all were fussing over the stew pot, including his new one. It was our second day camping since we left Az, heading east, following Princess Ava as she guided us towards the Altar of Souls.

We were getting closer to destroying the dumb amulet and freeing Mistress Kora from the foul Biomancer’s presence.

I padded over to the sex slaves. Carsina frowned at Nathalie and Greta as the pair were unpacking the food and preparing the stew we’d have for dinner. The priestess of Krab furrowed her bluish brow, her bright-red hair tumbling about her cheeks. She just had such a great bit of coloring, so exotic. There was an entire nation of people who looked by her.

Did that mean pale-skinned, blonde women like Greta, Nathalie, and Mistress Kora were exotic in Carsina’s country?

My tail swished as I hugged Carsina from behind. I pressed my near-naked body against her. I wore the leather straps on my magical armor, which I loved even if it meant covering up my naked body and not showing off all my nubile beauty.

“We have to do the cooking every time,” I said, rubbing my cheek against Carsina’s. My left ear brushed her hair, making my ear twitch. “So you better be paying attention.

“Okay,” Carsina said. She shifted from side to side. She glanced across the fire where our owners, and spouses—which always made me shiver in delight when I remembered I was married to my Master—writhed in passion.

Aingeal’s pink butterfly wings fluttered, almost like her wings were used to lift her pussy up and down his cock as she rode him. His hands gripped her hips, guiding her as she gasped and moaned. Her pink hair danced around her shoulders. Ava bounced on Ealaín’s cock, my Princess-Mistress’s small tits jiggling. She faced away from the aoi si, letting Ealaín enjoy the sight of her cute ass. Between the two couples, Kora danced and swayed to music only she could hear, her pale, tattooed body swaying in such a beautiful way.

The ruby amulet flashed between her round breasts.

The owl’s hoot snapped me out of my contemplation of Mistress Kora’s beauty, her hips swaying from side to side, her eyes closed as she lost herself to her dance, making such beautiful art. My pussy grew so wet. I wiggled against Carsina’s back more as I wrenched my gaze away.

“So pay attention, Carsina,” I said as Nathalie and Greta dumped the food into the stew. “What they’re making will be hearty and yummy.”

My stomach growled.

“And that’s important after a long day of riding,” I added.

Carsina groaned. “I never want to ride a horse again. It’s terrible.”

“Told you,” I said.

“You get used to it,” Greta said. “Mostly.”

Mistress’s Kora’s dance drew my attention again. My nipples hardened against the leather strap of my armor, tingling and throbbing. Little zaps of lightning shot down to my pussy. My snatch clenched. Juices coated my bush. I squeezed my thighs tight, feeling my silky hairs while my tail wiggled faster.

“So, you see how to do it?” I asked. “Because tomorrow night, you’re going to help.”

“Are you going to help tomorrow night?” Nathalie asked, glancing at me.

I grinned at her. “I help every night!”

Nathalie arched a narrow, blonde eyebrow at me. I smiled at her. She was maturing so fast, growing so confident in Master’s harem. She had blossomed. That blushing, eighteen-year-old virgin was devoured by the naughty sex slave before me. She had doffed her fiery armor, looking comfortable being naked before the fire as we camped off the road.

“I do,” I said. “I gave you all such support and love. Like this.”

Carsina gasped as I pulled her down onto her back. Her round breasts jiggled. She stripped naked, too, like a good sex slave. She had dark-red nipples, looking like two ruby gems, thrusting from the sapphire hue of her tits. She was just so gorgeous. She gasped on her back. She squirmed on the ground, her body shifting from side to side.

I threw my leg over her head. I lowered my pussy down to her mouth, my tail thrusting over her body. The newest sex slave gasped as I placed my furred muff right over her face. I looked over my shoulder at the fire where Greta and Nathalie both stared at me.

“See, I’m helping by giving you entertainment while you work,” I said, then gave them a giant grin. My ears fluttered as Carsina’s tongue fluttered through my pussy lips. She licked me, drinking up my juices.

“You are incorrigible, Zanyia,” Greta said, shaking her head, her large breasts swaying before her.

Nathalie rolled her eyes. “You just want to have Carsina lick your pussy.”

“Don’t you want that?” I asked, grinding my pussy on Carsina’s hungry mouth. Her tongue fluttered through my snatch.

Nathalie giggled, shaking her head. “Fine, fine, entertain us.”

“I will!” I proclaimed, my tail swishing back and forth, swiping across Carsina’s breasts.

My furry tail caressed her tits and hard nipples. She moaned into my snatch. Her tongue jammed into my pussy, swirling around. I shuddered, my ears twitching. A purr rose in my throat, a great, rumbling delight.

Carsina grasped my rump. She squeezed my butt-cheeks as she feasted on me. Her tongue stirring through my cunt sent delight rippling through my body. I quivered. My hands grasped my breasts. I squeezed them, my fingers digging into my flesh as my tail caressed her body. I massaged her tits and her stomach, brushing her bush.

Her head moved as she licked me. The wire rims of her glasses brushed my inner thighs. Her tongue danced through my folds. My fingers dug into my fingers. I whimpered as my tail pressed between her thighs.

I found her wet pussy adorned by her bright bush.

“Zanyia!” Carsina moaned into my snatch. She fluttered her tongue through my folds, brushing my clit. “Ooh, that feels so naughty.”

“I know!” I said, rubbing my tail up and down her pussy’s outside, teasing her with my bristling tail.

Her fingers dug and kneaded into my rump her tongue flailing faster and faster through my pussy. Her excitement swelled as I massaged her clit. Her juices coated my tail. I loved it. We were both sharing such wondrous pleasure.

We were brought together by our Master. It was an amazing delight. My back arched, my purr swelling in volume. Just thinking that swelled through my snatch. My orgasm built and built as her tongue fluttered through me.

“Ooh, Carsina, that’s so good,” I groaned, my tail flexing and swaying as I caressed her pussy. “We’re going to cum!”

“Yes!” Carsina moaned, her fingers kneading my ass, pulling my snatch tight against her hungry mouth.

Her tongue jammed deep into my cunt. She swirled it around through my depths. Teasing flutters rippled through me. My tail rubbed her cunt faster and faster, her juices soaking my furs. My pleasure grew and grew.

“I’m going to drown you in juices,” I whimpered, my ears twitching. “Ooh, Carsina, lick me right there. You’re so naughty.”

Carsina fluttered her tongue against my nub. She drummed her tongue against my little bud. Every caress sent sparks of pleasure through me. I ground my cunt on her hungry mouth as she drove me towards my orgasm.

My eyes squeezed shut. The pleasure tensed my entire body. I let out just a low, rumbling purr as my orgasm burst inside of me. My cunt convulsed. My juices gushed out of me. They squirted into her mouth as the rapture rushed through my body.

My tail twitched and shuddered, grinding against her snatch as I yowled out in delight: “Las’s yummy cum!”

Carsina moaned into my snatch. Her juices flooded around my tail. Her passion sounded so sweet as she joined me in rapture. My small tits jiggled in my groping hands as I writhed atop hers. Stars burst across my mind as they danced through my thoughts.

“So good!” I groaned as my pussy convulsed, sending bliss through my body. “Oh, Carsina, you’re so delicious. Gods, I love riding your face.”

She whimpered into my snatch. Her tongue fluttered through my folds, gathering up my juices, keeping my pleasure flowing through my body for a little bit longer. I drank it in. I savored it. I loved the newest member of the harem.

Then I rolled off of her. I fell down on my back. I gasped and shuddered, staring up at the purple sky, stars twinkling out to celebrate my pleasure. I smiled at them, my body twitching. The owl hooted, almost like it, too, was happy that I had such an amazing delight.

Carsina sat up, frowning across the fire, her face drenched in my juices. I arched my head, seeing Aingeal’s back and wings as she rode master, the dark woods beyond her. I bet she wanted to be Aingeal, riding that amazing cock.

“Sven!” Aingeal moaned out in orgasmic delight.

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Kora Falk

My body moved to the music echoing through my mind, my naked body swayed, my hips undulating. My breasts jiggled as I held my arms above my head, my fingers half-curled. My bare feet moved on the trampled grass, the soft curls caressing my toes as my body became living art.

“Oh, that’s so hot to watch, sister dear,” Sven said while Ava and Aingeal fell into a sixty-nine, both eager to lick each other’s pussies clean. Aingeal ended on her back, her pink wings, outlined by black markings, spread out on the ground around her. She wiggled her body, large tits piling into two lush mounds.

Then Ava threw herself on Aingeal, straddling the faerie’s face and then buried her head between Aingeal’s thighs.

“Just so inspiring,” Sven continued, my brother staring up at me with his blue eyes. They reflected back the firelight as he grinned at me. Firelight painted across his muscular chest.

“Mmm, wanting to get your dick wet again?” I asked him, my pussy growing hotter and hotter. I felt a bead dribble down my thighs as I danced. I turned, swaying my ass at my brother, watching him over my shoulder as I felt his gaze on my rump. “Need another cunt sliding up and down your dick?”

“Could it be my cunt, Master?” Carsina asked as she scampered around the fire, her face coated in Zanyia’s pussy juices. She stepped over the sixty-nining Ava and Aingeal to fall to her knees before Sven. She grasped his thighs, her round breasts bouncing. Such need shone on her bluish face, her bright-red hair tumbling in mused curls about her eager features. “Please, please, Master!”

“Mmm, I don’t know,” Sven said, staring at her, a teasing smile on his lips. “What do you think, sister dear? Should I let her ride my dick?”

“She’s so eager for it, brother mine,” I said, amusement thick in my voice.

“I am!” Carsina said, staring up at me, her round breasts swaying before me. Her ruby eyes shone through the lenses of her glasses. “Please, Master, I’ll make you feel so good with my pussy.”

My pussy clenched as I whirled around, the amulet bouncing between my tits. I had a hot cunt. And her pleading was just so cute. I shuffled my feet closer to my brother then straddled his face. I felt his eyes staring up at my shaved pussy. My hands slid across my thighs, caressing my smooth skin as I stared at her.

“What do you think, sister dear?” Sven said, his hands grabbing my calves. “Want to watch her ride my cock?”

“I don’t know…” I said. “She is a passionate slave, but… Has she earned it, brother mine?”

“Good point.”

“Please, please, it’s important,” Carsina said.

“Well, why don’t you show me how important it is,” Sven said, his voice thick with amused passion. “Lick my cock clean of all Aingeal’s pussy juices.”

For a moment, annoyance flashed across Carsina’s face, her eyes flicking up. She licked her lips then nodded her head, “Yes, Master.”

She was still adjusting to being a sex slave. She didn’t have to be, though Zanyia talked her into it. She could have come with us and helped get vengeance for her teacher’s death. But she’d agreed to serve, and she had to understand what that meant.

She ducked her head down, grasping his wet cock. Her pink tongue slid up his shaft, gathering Aingeal’s juices off of his girth. Sven groaned as her tongue reached the pinnacle. She flicked around the spongy crown. Then her lips nuzzled on his tip. She engulfed the tip, sucking hard.

Sven groaned. My brother’s hands tightened on my calves. An excited bit of lust shot through me. My cunt was on fire. It ached and throbbed, begging to be pleased by my brother. A new form of dancing shot through my mind.

I sat on my brother’s mouth.

I shuddered at the rough feel of my brother’s stubble on my pussy lips. An incestuous rush shot through me. I whimpered as his thick tongue shot through me. It was incredible. He was just such a treat and my husband now.

All my dreams had come true.

I grinned at Carsina as she bobbed her mouth up and down his dick. Her lips sealed tight, cleaning up Aingeal’s juices. She moaned as she worked her mouth, making my brother groan into my snatch. His tongue flicked and lapped, caressing my folds.

He knew just where to touch me. To inspire my dance. I felt Ealaín’s eyes on me, watching as I wiggled my hips, grinding my shaved vulva on my brother’s stubbly cheeks and lips. It was just such a wondrous experience. My eyes fluttered as the pleasure rippled through me.

“Ooh, brother mine, yes!” I whimpered, staring down at Carsina. Her ruby eyes flicked up and down, moving, following something.

My tits.

“You like watching my tits bounce while you suck my brother-husband’s cock?” I asked. Brother-husband! I loved thinking that. Sven and I would be together forever, united with our wondrous family. “Huh? You like that while sucking on his cock, slut?”

Carsina moaned, her bluish cheeks hollowing as she sucked.

“I think she likes it, sister dear,” groaned Sven into my snatch. “Gods, she’s sucking hard. Just so eager for it.”

“She wants to make you cum, brother mine,” I moaned, dancing on his face.

“Yes, she does,” Ealaín purred, her hand stroking her ebony dick wet with Ava’s pussy juices.

I winked at her, lifting my arms over my head. My breasts jiggled and bounced. The amulet swayed between my tits as my brother’s tongue provided the beat to a new, naughty dance. Every flick of his tongue and caress of his whiskers on my juicy vulva made me come closer and closer to erupting.

My moans joined Ava and Aingeal’s muffled pleasure as they feasted on each other’s cum-filled snatches. I shuddered, watching Ava’s rump wiggle, my wife giving me more and more inspiration to perform my art.

Sven’s strong hands grabbed my ass, squeezing my rump as it flexed. I shuddered, my brother’s grip so exciting. His fingers slid into my butt-crack. He didn’t hesitate, just jamming his fingers into my crack, searching for my asshole.

Found it.

“Brother mine!” I howled as his thick finger penetrated my sphincter. A wave of heat washed out of my bowels to my pussy, building my orgasm faster.

I trembled on him, leaning forward. My tits swayed before me, the amulet swinging back and forth. I shuddered, my hands rubbing at his muscular stomach while I watched Carsina bob her mouth faster and faster on my brother’s dick.

She stroked the base as she pleasured him. She made him groan into my snatch. His tongue licked and fluttered faster and faster as he devoured me. I groaned, loving every moment of this. My whimpers rose as I danced faster and faster on him, my bowels clenching on his finger.

“Brother mine!” I whimpered. “Oh, yes, yes, yes! Pater’s big cock and Rithi’s talented fingers.”

“Mmm, just reach your climax on him, Radiant,” groaned Ealaín. “Gods, but your beauty is inspiring.”

“Uh-huh!” Sven groaned, his voice thick with pleasure.

My brother jammed a second finger deep into my asshole. My bowels clenched down on him. His lips sucked on my clit at the same moment. My fingernails scratched at his stomach. Pleasure surged through me.

I came on my brother’s hungry mouth.

My pussy convulsed hard. My juices squirted out of me, flooding his mouth. My twin braids of blonde hair swayed and danced about my shoulders. My cunt convulsed and my bowels writhed about his plunging fingers.

He grunted about my clit. His stomach flexed beneath my clawing fingers. Carsina whimpered. Her cheeks bulged and then she gulped, swallowing my brother’s salty cum. I licked my lips in envy of our newest sex slave.

“Swallow all my brother-husband’s jizz!” I howled as my body quivered, the incestuous rapture surging through my body.

My orgasm peaked in me. My eyes fluttered. I squirmed my hips from side to side as I came down from my bliss. My brother lapped through my folds, drinking my cream. He loved it. He loved making me cum, his women cum.

“I love you, brother mine!” I groaned.

Carsina swallowed a final time. Then she ripped her mouth off his dick. She had an eager, even desperate, look in her ruby eyes. “May I fuck you now, Master?”

Chapter Thirty-Five: The Harem’s Naughty Audience

Sven Falk

Kora rolled off of me and landed on her back. She giggled, “Gods, she really wants to have your dick in her cunt, brother mine.”

I glanced at my sister—my wife—and grinned at her, my lips sticky with her juices. “Every woman wants my dick in her.”

“Not Priestess Thea,” Kora said, her blue eyes bright.

“You are never going to forget about her, are you?” I muttered. I gripped Carsina’s ruby hair. I pulled her up my body.

“Nope!” My sister gave me a wicked grin. “You enjoy Carsina’s cunt impaled on your dick.”

“Oh, I will, sister dear,” I said. “Thea didn’t know what she was missing, but Carsina does.”

“I do, Master!” Carsina moaned, grabbing my dick and guiding it to her red-furred muff.

Kora glanced over at Ealaín stroking her girl-dick. My sister-wife licked her lips. Then she beckoned a finger. For a moment, a flare of jealousy shot through me. Once we were done at the Altar of Souls, Ealaín would have my sister all to herself. Our family would be split apart.

I didn’t want to think of the upcoming divorce. I wrenched my head away, focusing instead on Carsina’s red-furred muff caressing my dick. Her bright-ruby pubic hairs engulfed the crown of my dick moments before I felt the kiss of her silky pussy lips.

An owl hooted as she impaled her pussy down my dick.

“Master!” she groaned as her juicy, Valyan snatch engulfed my dick to the hilt.

I groaned at the hot pleasure surging down my shaft at the feel of her. It was incredible to be in a woman’s cunt. My sex slave’s cunt. Zanyia may have bullied her way into being my sex slave, but I enjoyed it now. I savored owning my women.

Her cunt engulfed me to the hilt. She ground her clit into my pubic bone as she leaned over me. Her bluish tits swayed, her ruby nipples bouncing back and forth. They were such inviting tits. I seized them, my thumbs rubbing over her nubs.

“Master!” she groaned, her pussy clenching down hard on my dick. “Oh, Master, yes, yes, we have to cum! So hard! So fast!”

“Then move those hips,” I groaned. “Work that pussy up and down my dick and make it happen!”

“Yes!” she moaned.

As she rose her pussy up my shaft, her cunt clenching hard around my dick. Beside us, Kora gasped as Ealaín rammed her clit-dick deep into my sister-wife’s pussy. I shuddered at their passion while Carsina slammed her cunt down my dick, her tits jiggling in my hand.

Carsina worked her pussy up and down my shaft. Her cunt clung to my cock, massaging it. My dick drank in the friction of her submissive cunt. I pinched her nipples, bringing a squealing moan from her lips while her snatch clenched tighter about my shaft.

“Gods damn,” I groaned. “Work that pussy, slave. Make me cum!”

“I will, Master,” she moaned and then leaned over. She hugged me tight, pressing her tits into my chest. I moved my hands around her waist, grabbing her ass as she rocked on me. “I’m going to drain your balls of all its cum.”

“Good luck with that!” Kora moaned beside us. “My brother has Slata-blessed nuts.”

I grinned at Carsina, her ruby eyes glossy behind her glasses. Her nipples throbbed against my chest as she rocked against me. Her pussy clenched tight on my dick as she whimpered. Then she kissed me, thrusting her tongue into my mouth, tasting my sister’s cunt on my lips.

I gripped her ass as she worked her pussy up and down my dick, feeling her muscles flex and pounce. My new sex slave loved my cock. She squeezed and relaxed, swelling the pressure in my balls.

She broke the kiss and nuzzled her mouth into my ear. She nibbled on my lobe then groaned, “Oh, Master, you’re going to flood my pussy, aren’t you?”

“You’ll be dripping for days!” I growled.

Gripping her ass, I rolled us over, pinning her beneath me. She gasped, her pussy squeezing down so hard on my dick. I stared into her crimson eyes before I rammed into her hard. I thrust my cock into her, fucking the little priestess-slut with all my passion.

“Krab’s mighty tools!” she moaned, her eyes bulging behind her glasses. “Yes, yes, yes, Master! Ooh, I’m going to cum so hard on this dick. I’m going to milk your cock dry.”

“Pater’s cock!” I growled, eager for that.

My balls smacked into her taint as I pounded her. I braced myself on my elbows. I rammed my dick over and over into her juicy depths. Her flesh clung to me. Her pussy gripped my cock as she shuddered beneath me. Her fingernails clawed my back.

She had strength from working with her hands. She pulled me into her cunt. I groaned, reveling in the delight of her cunt. I drove my dick hard into her. I buried into her over and over. I enjoyed her with all my passion.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she whimpered. “Oh, Master! Oh, your dick! Mmm, that’s so good! I’m getting closer and closer to cumming! You’re plunging so deep into me!”

“You’re little slut-cunt just wants to milk my dick, doesn’t it, slave?” I growled, staring into her ruby eyes.

Delight shone in them.

Her fingernails clawed my back as she howled, “Yes!”

Her pussy convulsed about my dick.

I made my sex slave cum. Pride surged through me as I pounded her convulsing snatch. I reveled in the rippling of her hot sheath. Her silky flesh massaged my shaft, teasing the sensitive tip. The sensations shot to my balls thwacking into her flesh. They swelled with my cum.

She thrashed beneath me. Her breasts heaved, nipples brushing my chest. Her hands shot up to grip the back of my neck. She pulled me down to her. I held her tight, enjoying her quivering against me. Her breath blew hot across my ears.

“Krab’s mighty tools!” she moaned. “Cum in me, Master! Fire all that jizz in me! I need it! I want it so bad!”

I groaned, my hips thrusting forward, burying my dick deep into her convulsing cunt. Such burning delight filled me. She was incredible. I grunted and groaned, savoring the feel of her writhing about me, milking me.

“Gods, I need your jizz in me, Master!” she moaned. Her lips nibbled on my ears.

“Gods, you are such a slut!” I growled.

“Your slut, Master!”

Her words, combined with her convulsing snatch, shot lust down to the tip of my plunging dick. I groaned as I buried into her. With a growl, I thrust forward and buried to the hilt in her. My cum fired out of my cock and spilled into her snatch.

Her pussy spasmed harder. She milked me. My jizz pumped into her, mighty spurts of spunk that splashed inside her cervix. Her snatch writhed about me. I groaned, my eyes rolling back in my head at the delight spilling through my body.

“Gods damn, what a cunt!” I groaned as my pleasure peaked in me, waves of darkness crossing my vision as the bliss pulsed from my dick and slammed into my mind. “Pater’s mighty cock!”

“Your mighty cock, Master!” she moaned into my ear. “Ooh, Master! I love it!”

A hooting owl punctuated our passion.

She stiffened beneath me as her pussy milked out the last drops of cum. “Did you hear that, Master? That owl?”

“Huh?” I groaned, my mind buzzing with rapture.

“It’s identical to a hoot I heard in Az. It’s followed us.”

I froze atop her, a knife slicing through my pleasure.

“It’s the same pattern. No variation to it. The exact same three hoots with the same cadence and rhythm. No natural animal is so consistent.”

Hoot-hoot-hoot.

I frowned. I had been hearing hooting since… since for a while now. I just… ignored it. Owls hoot. My eyes flicked to the forest. A shape perched in the trees, watching us the way an owl would, eyes reflecting back the cook fire.

I rolled off of Carsina to my equipment, snagged a dagger, and rose in a smooth motion. The shape spread wings as my knife flashed through the air. The branch shook. The owl launched itself into the air and—

My weapon struck home, timed right. The creature tumbled to the ground.

“What?” Ealaín gasped, lifting herself up from my sister’s embrace as I rose. “Sven?”

“My husband?” Aingeal asked.

“I got the thing,” I said, grinning. I drew another dagger and advanced naked to the twitching creature.

Carsina padded behind me. Then Ealaín appeared at my side. She gripped her war ax. Though we had our magical armors and the weapons they created, we kept our mundane arms around. Just in case.

The thing I hit spasmed on the ground. Feathers drifted around it. The thing was shedding them as it died. Black ichor bubbled around my dagger’s hilt. I stopped several feet away, studying the thing. It was small, sickly and bent, its flesh stony like the grotesque off a building come to life. It wasn’t natural.

“One of the Biomancer’s vermin,” Ealaín said. She knelt, peering closer at it.

“What’s going on, brother mine?” Kora asked.

“We’re being followed,” I growled.

Chapter Thirty-Six: Journey East

Ealaín

“Followed?” my charge gasped.

“What’s going on, Master?” Nathalie asked. Her voice lacked the normal fear. Since the fight, she had shed a degree of her timidity. She had discovered her strength thanks to Rubyforged, her armor.

“One of the Biomancer’s things has been following us,” Sven said. He knelt and nudged the dead creature with his knife. “For days. Since Az.”

“Longer,” I said, shaking my head. “I remember hearing owls after we exited from Faerie and while traveling through the woods. I didn’t think anything of hearing those hoots.”

“Carsina says it hooted the same way every time, no variation,” Sven said. He straightened, staring out at the woods, arms folded across his bare chest.

“It was,” Kora gasped. “I just thought owls hooted the same. I didn’t even think it was the same one, just… It was waiting for us when we emerged from the ring?”

“It tracked us there, probably with Keythivak,” said Zanyia.

“If the Paragon was tracking us that long, why did the Biomancer’s vermin waited so long to attack us?” Sven asked. “You saw what they did at Az. If it wasn’t for the armor we found there, they would have killed us.”

“Most likely,” I agreed. “Perhaps it took time for the Paragon to gather those monsters.”

“Why would the Paragon use Zizthithana at all?” asked Ava.

“Zizthithana figured out how to find the amulet,” said Zanyia. “I bet she held back where she found it. Used it to negotiate. Then, when Master interfered, the Paragon took time to gather her foul compatriots. I bet they were scattered across the world. If they were all in one place…”

“Yes, they’d be hunted down by those new knightly orders cropping up,” said Kora, her hand grasping the amulet. “I can’t wait until we destroy this.”

I swallowed, glancing at Sven. His jaw tightened.

I glanced back at my charge, at the amulet. The ruby seemed so dark now, an empty void gripped by her pale fingers. I shifted and said, “I feel like we’re missing something important. There is something about this that makes little sense.

“Doesn’t matter,” Zanyia said. “We’ll reach the Altar of Souls soon. We killed the spy. They can’t track us, and it’s not like they know exactly where we’re going. We don’t even know where we’re going.”

“Just east,” Sven said. His head glanced to the south. Towards Echur and Prince Meinard? “Let’s eat supper and get to sleep. I want us up early. We need to cover more ground. I don’t want to find an ambush set up by Prince Meinard’s soldiers.”

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Princess Ava

The next week passed in a blur of hard traveling. Sven’s concern over my father’s activities set unease in me. I kept checking his study, sinking into my jade beetle proxy I left in the crack in his wall., but he was never there. I’d tried different times of day: early in the morning when I first rose, late in the afternoon, midday, late morning, sunset. I even woke up in the middle of the night to check.

It was empty.

My father wasn’t at Echur. He was out… somewhere. He had to be hunting us. It made me worried as we left behind the Forest of Lhes and rode through the farmland of Eastern Kivoneth. The Despeir Mountains reared up on the horizon, daggers thrusting in the sky.

The fence separating our civilized lands from the cruel domain of the nagas.

My stomach grew tighter as the stress mounted. Where was my father? At every crossroad I expected ambush. I kept turning around to look behind us to see if any great clouds of dust hazed the horizon, announcing a large column of soldiers in pursuit. He had the troops, soldiers manpower so long as he ignored the western front where his armies were in rout.

The hammer kept leading us east. I had claimed possession of it from Carsina as we entered the easternmost lands. The hammer pulsed more and more. It trembled, growing closer and closer to where it yearned to be. It was created to work the Altar of Souls, to forge powerful artifacts at the hands of the God of Crafts.

And now it was in my hands.

At night, I slept with it cradled to my breasts. It filled my dreams with strange images of the muscular god working, crafting all the artifacts of the gods: Grimsilence, the Tourmaline Mask, Heart’s Key, Balance, and even High King Peter’s famed sword with which he conquered everything west of the Despeir Mountains, uniting them beneath his High Kingdom.

A mad feat my father ached to repeat.

The hammer sang to me. It longed to be home. I made me push Sven to keep us riding hard and long. To take as little breaks as possible. We were all tired, but we were coming closer and closer to ending this. To destroying the Biomancer Vebrin’s soul.

What a wonderful treat that would be. To end his villainy once and for all. He would not get a second chance to populate the world with those abominations like the ones who attacked us. Or the thing that followed us pretending to be an owl.

So far, we’d found no new creatures tailing us.

I wasn’t the only one who often rode in silence. Ealaín didn’t speak much, her eyes distant, her mind working on her theory that we were missing something important. The Paragon’s behavior made little sense. If she had access to forces more powerful than Zizthithana, why didn’t she dispatch them after us right away.

It was only when we went to the Temple of Krab that the Paragon approached my father. And in a day, her monsters had traveled a distance that would have take a human four or more to cross. They were scared by us entering the temple that they acted precipitously.

But why not just do that from beginning? What held them back before we went to the Temple?

I couldn’t think of it. Not with the hammer’s song pulsing through my thoughts. We were coming closer and closer. I could feel it. When we woke up on the tenth day since leaving Az, I could feel we were close.

We would reach it today.

The Despeir Mountains swallowed the horizon as we set out passing the orderly farms. We were a days ride from them. I could even see the pass, the gap between the mountains. Zizthithana’s foul slavers rode through the gap to take prisoners for my father to use to spread his power. The Zeutchians who lived here kept weapons in plane sight, polearms leaning against fences while the men worked the fields, youths perched in makeshift towers looking east.

They feared the slavers. That would end once I ruled Kivoneth. I wouldn’t let the nagas raid my people.

As the day wore on, a hill grew on the horizon. It thrust up from a large plain devoid of any farms. The road ended before we got within miles of it. The hammer drew me towards it. I shuddered. I could feel it. This was it. This was where the Altar of Souls lay. A nervous tremble ran through me as we came closer and closer.

The hammer twitched as the hill grew to swallow the horizon, only the tallest peaks of the Despeir Mountains rearing above it. I felt such majesty pouring off the hill. It concealed something important, something of such power that not even the powerful illusion cloaking it could fully hide.

“Gods damn, but you can feel it,” Sven muttered.

“No wonder there are no farms around here,” Kora said. “My teeth are almost rattling.”

“The Altar of Souls,” I said in breathy excitement. The hammer twitched in my hand.

“You have the key, Princess-Mistress,” Carsina said. “Once you unlock it, the Altar will be exposed. Anyone can use it after this.”

“Better than the Biomancer living,” muttered Sven.

I nodded my head in agreement.

I swallowed when we reached the base of the hill. It wasn’t a gradual transition to the great grass covered mound. It was artificial, a shell built over something. I slipped off my saddle with grace, clutching the diamond hammer. The afternoon sun shone on my back. Its rays reflected in the heart of the diamond as a fiery brilliance that shifted as I moved it.

Sven moved forward. He reached the hill and pressed his hand against the slope, pushing the grass out of the way. “Krab built this over the Altar of Souls.”

“To hide it from being abused,” Carsina said. “It’s so impressive.”

“There’s a tree growing on the side,” Zanyia said. “Don’t trees have deep roots? How thick is this hill?”

“Thick enough,” Carsina answered. “It is said to have a core of adamant. Nothing normal can dig through it. You have to use the hammer. It will power the device he built around it. Cause it to… to open. Somehow.”

“I don’t see a keyhole,” Sven said, looking around. “Do we need to move to a different spot, Carsina?”

“No,” I said, reaching the base of the hill. I stared up the slope reaching up to the blue sky. I could feel the mechanism in there, like I could with the lock of the vault back at the temple. It was built for an imbuer to use. But it was so massive, no imbuer’s soul was strong enough to work.

Not without the hammer.

“It’s not a lock in that way. It’s like… Greta’s armor,” I continued, squeezing the diamond haft. “The same way Carsina supercharged it, I can do that to the hill. I can puppeteer it and open it.”

“Do it,” Ealaín said. “Let us end this. Let us destroy Vebrin’s phylactery and condemn his soul to his punishment in the Astral Realm.”

“Yes!” Sven growled, his voice thick, almost like he was… in pain. “Do it! Let’s get his over with.”

I drew in a deep breath and raised the hammer over my head. It flared with pure radiance. The light spilled over the hill. The machinery inside quivered as my soul surged into the hammer. I swung it down, bringing my will in contact with the hill.

Light exploded around me.

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Prince Meinard

I didn’t need a horse. Not with the changes to my body. I had stamina, endurance. I could cross my country as fast as the squadron of twenty soldiers riding on their steeds. Gunther, my most trusted general, led them. Shevoin also rode with them, the master mage sitting his horse stiffly, weariness straining his aged features.

The men all smelled delicious. Not as sweet as a farm girl—the one I ate last night was so soft and succulent—but my soldiers could give me such strength. I had to remind myself that I needed them. They were useful.

Not like a farm girl.

The Paragon marched at the lead. I don’t know how I ever considered her ugly. She was every race and species of sentient life brought together in one being. She had the nimble grace of a halfling, the strength of an ogre, the drive and determination of a human, the grit of an orc, the keen hearing of an elf, the endurance of a dwarf, the tenacity of a goblin. All of it distilled into her.

Father’s greatest creation.

I quaked to see Father’s rebirth. He would be so happy with me. He would make me King of the World. I would provide him the largest laboratory to make more creations. He could enhance entire villages, towns, even cities. Whole races would be improved by him. No more making solitary creations in the dark corners of the world, hunted by lesser men who didn’t have the ambition to change things.

He would end death and suffering. He would end all those petty differences between humans and dwarves, elves and orcs. What did any of that matter when all were like the Paragon? When all were improved? He would make a paradise of the world.

No matter how many centuries of experimentation it would take.

On the horizon, a hill loomed. It thrust out of the eastern farmlands, the Despeir Mountains behind it. The trail led towards it. Finally, we had located that bastard Sven. He had my daughter. She would be a succulent treat to enjoy. I licked my lips in eager anticipation the delight of my sweetling’s flesh.

With the death of the Watcher, we were blind. We only knew Sven and his whores traveled East. Yesterday, we caught his trail. The stink of him filled my nose even now, growing stronger and stronger as we neared the hill.

My daughter’s scent mixed in. I could smell her pregnancy, that bit of Sven in her. That would only make her taste—

White light exploded from the hill and flashed across the entire horizon.

“They found the Altar!” the Paragon hissed. “Father!”

Fear lanced through me. As I charged forward at a full run, I snarled, “Gallop!”

To be continued…

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The girls had holidayed together for many years, both not realising the attraction they had to each other, this time they’d planned something special a trip to the Maldives

Andrea and Claire’s holiday

Day one

Andrea and Claire had been holidaying together for years. Neither of their long term partners enjoyed the heat, so to please everyone the girls holidayed together.

Andrea is in her late thirties, 5’4”, petite but rounded with boobs about 36DD and fair. Claire is early thirties 5’7” , olive skinned and dark hair with boobs about 40F. Both had short hair.

Claire had been thinking about their holidays together and realised how close they had come as friends. They discussed everything in the past, talked about sex with their partners, how they orgasmed, there wasn’t a lot they didn’t talk about. They always put each others sunscream on before going to the beach to ensure no body parts got missed. Claire realised that Andrea had demonstrated this ritual from day one of their holidays together and she suddenly wondered if Andrea was wanting something more than just massaging cream into one another. Claire decided that this holiday she was going to encourage this further.

A fortnight before the holiday Andrea had badly strained her wrist and had a support dressing from her thumb to just before her elbow, it hindered her to dress but she assured Claire with her help, she still wanted to go on their holiday together.

Claire picked up Andrea from her home and they drove to the airport, very excited as instead of their normal Mediterranean holiday they had decided to go to the Maldives. The flight was non eventful and they arrived at their destination late in the evening.

The apartment was beautiful, they had a large living area, kitchenette, very spacious and luxurious bathroom and a massive bed in the bedroom, they didn’t mind that it wasn’t two single beds, this type of thing happened all the time with two girls travelling together. They’d cope, in more ways than one Claire thought.

It was a very warm evening so they stripped to their underwear to unpack their cases. Claire helped Andrea undo her fastenings so she could undress. Claire had on a black set, an under-wired mesh bra which left very little to the imagination showing off her large boobs and pert nipples. She had a matching thong but as she shaved her pussy it showed a very clear view of it, leaving very little to the imagination. Andrea wore a white matching set, again a mesh bra which made her pale tits look fantastic with her nipples showing through the mesh. She wore short shorts type panties which kept her pert bottom nicely contained.

As they started to unpack, they developed a system, Andrea would pass the hangers over and Claire would put the garments on them and return them to Andrea to place in the wardrobes with her good hand. Some times Claire would ‘accidentally’ brush Andrea’s boobs with her arm which caused them to stiffen into pretty substantial bumps in her bra. Claire struggled to take her eyes off them, wanted desperately to pull them out of their covering and tantalise them with her tongue. Her nipples also tightened and stiffened at the thought. Once all the clothes and stuff had been put away, they decided to freshen up and call it a night.

Claire suggested Andrea take the bathroom first, so Andrea asked if Claire could unfasten her bra. Claire stood behind her in the bathroom in front of the mirrored sink area and unclasped her bra, she then pulled the straps off of her shoulders, slid her hands around the front of her ribcage and lifted the wired part of the bra away from her beautiful tits. Claire could not resist ‘accidentally’ stroking her nipples with the palm of her hands as she pulled the bra off of Andrea. Andrea moaned very softly and Claire could not resist kissing her neck before she walked away. As she left Andrea in private to freshen up Claire pulled the door slightly closed but left it open enough so that when Claire laid on the bed she could see straight into the bathroom and had a good view of Andrea and of the whole of the bathroom via the large mirrored area.

Andrea stood motionless in front of the mirror, then almost repeated the stroking effect that Claire had just done to her tits minutes previously. Then she fondled her breasts and pinched her nipples, as Claire watched the tingling in her pussy continued to remind her how turned on she had been by her friend that night and was starting to ache, demanding attention. As she continued to watch Andrea, Claire stroked her tingling crotch, Andrea pulled off her panties and moved to sit on the toilet seat with her legs apart and proceeded to massage her clit which was aching too. She had been so turned on by Claire that she needed to satisfy the aching between her legs. She stroked her slit lightly once, then pushed her fingers inside her lips and felt the wetness between and oh yes she was wet. She stroked up and down her slit, gently probing her cunt and back up to circle her clit. She moaned softly to herself so as Claire would not hear but also wishing Claire would hear and catch her diddling herself whilst thinking of her friend. Little did she know that Claire could see her and was doing just the same, she had her hand inside her panties and massaging her clit with her fingers. Ironically they both brought themselves together to orgasm at the same time but sadly rooms apart.

Andrea cooled herself down by washing her body with cool water paying particular attention to her pussy making sure it was clean, just in case Claire wanted to pay attention to it, oh how she wished she would. When she came out of the bathroom Claire lay on the bed flicking through a magazine, Andrea had no idea what Claire had been up to whilst she had been busy!

Claire got up off the bed and went into the bathroom, she had a pee and washed herself off and cleaned her teeth. Before she left she picked up Andrea’s panties out of the laundry basket and checked them, yes the crotch was soaking wet, Claire sniffed them and inhaled that wonderful musky smell that she so craved, needing to satisfy a need she licked the damp fabric and tasted that intoxicating juice. She so wanted to bury her head in Andrea’s pussy there and then but she knew she had to wait and play this out slowly. Little did she know Andrea would have happily spread her legs for her there and then!

When she returned to the bedroom Andrea lay with her back to her covered in a sheet and seemed to be asleep. Claire laid on the top of the bed listening to her breathing softly, oh how she wanted to spoon up beside her and stroke those pale breasts, she pulled the sheet over and eventually she dozed off.

Day two

Morning came and Andrea awoke first, she got out of bed quietly and looked at her friend. Claire lay on her front, the sheet had been moved as she slept restlessly in the heat of the night. Her back was covered to just above her buttocks, one leg was straight out and other bent right up at the knee giving Andrea a full view of her pussy. It was shaved and wet, Andrea so wanted to sneak up and taste it but just wasn’t brave enough.

She went to the bathroom and when she returned Claire was awake and sitting up in bed, the sheet was covering her legs and waist but her tits were uncovered and Andrea could not help but stare at them longingly, she’d seen them numerous times before but the aching in her pussy just made her want to stare at then. Claire suggested that once she had been to the bathroom that they should breakfast on their patio and then cream up for the day’s sunbathing.

They both put on their silk bathrobes, both were short just covering their bottoms and both enjoyed the feeling of cool silk against their bodies. Andrea telephoned hotel reception to tell them they were ready for breakfast. Claire opened the curtains to the French windows to reveal a beautiful private area to sunbathe complete with luxurious sunbeds, plunge pool and dining area. She screamed with delight and said they wouldn’t be slumming it on the Med again, Andrea came to look and screamed also.

Breakfast was delivered by the staff. A tray of fruit all prepared, some different types of breads complete with butters and jams a pot of coffee and some juice. The girls settled into the comfortable dining chairs and ate breakfast alfresco. The area was incredibly private and neither girls noticed or cared that their robes had slipped open revealing copious amounts of boobed flesh. The sun shone down and kissed their bare skin warmingly. Claire and Andrea both gazed at each others tits and felt the itchey stirring in their cunts. Andrea adjusted herself in her chair so that her cunt was clearly exposed to Claire, sadly she didn’t think Claire had noticed, little did she realise that Claire was squirming her hot burning cunt against the linen of the cushion trying to calm that delicious itch in her cunt.

Claire suggested it was time to cream up before they caught the sun and Andrea followed her inside to the bathroom. Claire volunteered to do Andrea first, and proceeded to cream her back, buttocks and backs of her legs, Andrea ached for her to cream right at the top of the inside of her legs but Claire teasingly did not go near. Then Claire told Andrea to turn around and face her so she could do the front. First Claire creamed her arms and told Andrea to hold each of her arms outstretched, Claire creamed each arm and kept making Andrea’s arm accidentally brush against Claire’s tits. This caused both Claire’s and Andrea’s nipples to harden as Claire enjoyed making Andrea come into contact with her and Andrea enjoyed the contact. Then Claire creamed Andrea’s tits, she took particular attention to her nipples, when she went to move on, Andrea in a slightly quivering voice suggested she might have missed some and asked her to do them again as she did not want to burn there. This time having been given full permission, Claire spent ages massaging the cream into Andrea’s breasts, enjoying her nipples, pinching and rubbing the cream around. By this time Andrea was breathing heavily and closing her eyes to enjoy the intensity of Claire’s attention.

Claire then creamed her stomach to where her thin fair pubes started. Again Andrea sighed frustratingly that Claire had not touched her where she wanted her to. Claire smiled to herself thinking all good things come to those who wait! She started at Andrea’s feet and worked her way up, when she drew level with Andrea’s bush, she carefully rubbed cream on the inside of her thigh ensuring the tops of her legs had been creamed, first time she lightly grazed Andrea’s plump lips with her index finger, the second time of massaging the cream she grazed her more firmly with her upright thumb probing into her puffy lips. She was soaking wet. Andrea let out a big moan and Claire looked up at her and Andrea reciprocated her gaze willing her to delve further. Claire then stood up and Andrea anxiously asked her not to stop, Claire replied that she did not want to taste suncream and needed to wash her hands! Andrea’s heart nearly stopped when she heard that. Claire kissed her fully on her lips and turned to wash her hands in the basin.

Andrea stood behind her and rubbed her hard and sensitive nipples against Claire’s back, she snaked her hands round to Claire’s large tits and rubbed her hands all over them enjoying the soft bouncy flesh, her palms rubbed in circles all over her nipples and Claire gasped in delight at the tingling feeling that shot to her crotch. Claire dried her hands and turned to Andrea and told her to hop up and sit on the vanity unit and pushed her back to lean on the mirror. Claire kissed her again, this time gently probing her feminine mouth and Andrea furtively returned with her tongue. Claire broke again and kissed her neck and shoulders, she didn’t kiss her nipples as they were covered in cream, but she squeezed and massaged her tits, pinching her nipples hungrily causing Andrea to moan again and again.

Claire’s hands then drifted down to Andrea’s special place which by now was on fire. Her hands lightly stroked down her slit towards her arse but stopping short, Andrea was so wet it had leaked past her lips and Claire probed further opening her lips with her other hand, this time she circled her clit button and slid her fingers down to her cunt gently pushing a finger in. Her finger slipped in so easily, she wasn’t surprised as she was so wet, she brought her finger out and pushed in two, at the same time she massaged her clit with her thumb. She started a rhythm with her fingers and continued to circle and massage her clit too, Andrea was delirious with the pleasure this was giving her and was moaning. Claire wanted to taste this beautiful person who was in front of her, so bringing out her fingers she licked Andrea’s juices off while Andrea sat watching her breathing heavily, enjoying the erotic sight but wanting Claire to continue finger fucking her aching cunt.

Claire then crouched down so her face was level with Andrea’s cunt, Andrea could feel Claire’s hot breath on her pussy, Claire leaned forward and took a delicate lick, it was too much for both of them, Andrea grabbed her head and pulled Claire’s face towards her cunt and Claire opened her mouth and licked, sucked and tongue fucked her sloppy wet snatch. Andrea was watching her intently and Claire buried her face into her. Then Claire plunged her two longest fingers into her cunt and clamped her mouth on Andrea’s clit. She pumped her hand furiously in and out of Andrea and at the same time massaged her clit with her tongue, flicking her tongue backwards and forwards over Andrea’s hard clit. Andrea’s moans increased as Claire felt her cunt start to tighten and spasming against her fingers, Andrea started to buck her hips further towards Claire’s face as she screamed she was about to come. Andrea had the most mind blowing orgasm, her body shook, the nerves tingled everywhere and she thought her heart would stop. She was a gusher, and delicious musky fluid was pumped into Claire’s waiting mouth, Claire continued to pump her finger in and out of Andrea’s pulsing cunt enabling her to drag out the orgasm as long as possible. As Andrea’s orgasm subsided Claire licked her gently and cleaned her pussy, Andrea laid against the mirror spent, breathing softly.

She stood up and Andrea pulled her to her, kissed her mouth, probing with her tongue so she could taste herself, Claire’s face was covered in her cum and Andrea gratefully licked it all off, she then looked at Claire and said it’s your turn now and I have waited so long for this!

She led her to the bed and laid her down. She kissed her all over her face, her neck and her shoulders. She stroked her tits causing her nipples to harden, she kissed her tits and then took each nipple in her mouth, rolling them around with her tongue and biting down gently on them causing Claire to arch her back in pleasure pushing her nipples further into Andrea’s mouth. Andrea then kissed and licked her way down to Claire’s soft, smooth and recently shaved bald. Andrea pushed Claire’s legs apart and gazed at her pussy in all it’s glory.

She gently stroked Claire’s pussy lips, parting them and stroking each side, her fingers were met by Claire’s wetness. Andrea opened Claire’s lips and touched her clit, Claire shuddered at the intense feeling it gave her. Andrea then moved her fingers down to her cunt and inserted a finger and stroked the sleek inner walls. She started to massage Claire’s clit with her thumb and pushed three fingers into her cunt enjoying the tightness of it and Claire’s moans, as she enjoyed what Andrea was doing to her and she started to plunge her fingers knuckle deep into her wet snatch!

Andrea suddenly stopped and grabbing one of her own tits, pushed her large hard nipple into Claire’s cunt and massage both her own nipple and Claire’s clit. Claire found it to be so erotic she could not believe the sensations it created, Andrea’s large hard nipple stroked and caressed her aching cunt. Then Andrea came up on the bed and told Claire to lay on her back further up the bed, Claire scooched up immediately, her friend then positioned her pussy against Claire’s in a scissor position. Andrea massaged her clit against Claire’s, they were both so wet, as their buttons of flesh rubbed together making a lovely slurping noise. Neither girls had ever experienced this before and were both getting into a good rhythm, enjoying the delicious feelings it created, their clits banging and grinding against one another. Andrea realised they were both close to cumming and increased her rubbing against Claire, Claire started to come just before Andrea, Andrea felt Claire’s clit seem to grow and harden and felt the muscles in her legs tighten, Claire’s moans increased and Andrea immediately started to gush cum juice all over Claire’s cunt and they rubbed themselves together slowly until their orgasms had subsided, gently massaging their sticky cum covered cunts against one another.

They lay in each others arms and dozed off from all their exertions both with cunts soaked in cum! They woke in the early evening and realised they had missed a whole day. They showered together lathering each other’s bodies, massaging soap around and over each others nipples.
They were quickly becoming turned on and fingered each other, massaging each other’s clits until they orgasmed and held each other as the intensity subsided.

They dried off and dressed, deciding lazily to call room service and eat on the patio again. The food again was delicious and once fully feasted they decided to crash and burn. Naked they got into bed together and fell asleep, Claire laid behind Andrea with one arm under Andrea’s head and the other holding Andrea’s breast. Andrea wiggled her arse against Claire’s naked cunt enjoying the closeness of her dear friend.

Day three

The girls woke quite early and as it was already a warm day, decided to have a dip in the plunge pool. As the patio area was so private they skinny dipped, the water lapped and caressed their naked bodies, the water was cool and the sensation hardened both their sensitive peaks, the girls wrestled with one another, enjoying the feel of their bodies touching, grabbing nipples and probing fingers into each others cunts. As Claire leaned her back against the side of the pool to catch her breath Andrea swam up to her and brought her body on top of Claire’s. Their tits bobbed against one another causing both their cunts to stir and send those messages demanding attention.

Claire debated fingering Andrea and decided against it saying come on, we’ve paid a fortune for this holiday and we haven’t set foot out of our apartment yet! So they got out of the pool, showered off the chlorine water and dressed in bikinis and sundresses. Once at reception they got directions to the beach but Claire had to wait for Andrea because she had forgotten something, a mysterious beach bag.

When they arrived it was very secluded, there was about five large round shaped huts each looking out to the sea each was open topped with no roof. The back of them was completely closed in, a member of staff showed them to their hut which was for their sole use during their stay. At the sea front part of the hut was a large white curtain, the beach attendant pulled it open to reveal that half of the hut was a large bed covered in towels in a raised sunbathing area and the other area a dining area. He explained if the girls needed service to ring the phone installed in the hut and an attendant would come at their call.

After the attendant had left the girls looked at each other and grinned in delight, this was turning out to be a fantastic holiday in all respects! They stripped off to their bikinis and sprawled out on the bed looking out to sea. They snoozed for a little while but were awakened by the phone ringing, it was the attendant asking if they needed anything. They politely declined and said they would call if they needed anything.

Andrea suggested that they sunbathe naked so Claire got up and closed the curtain, this made their little hut totally secluded. They stripped off their bikinis and returned to the towelled bed area to bask in the warm sunshine, they lay side by side naked enjoying the heat. Andrea turned to Claire and started to stroke her tits, she pinched and pulled at her nipples telling Claire she felt horny and needed her attention. Claire turned to face her and kissed her full on the mouth circling her tongue round her mouth. Andrea moaned into her mouth as she felt Claire’s hands start to massage her pussy, she was already wet and Claire starting to finger her with two fingers. Andrea pulled away and moved to crouch over Claire’s face. She immediately got the message and started to lick her out, flicking her tongue over Andrea’s clit and then snaking down to her cunt and lapping at the juices coming from her dripping into her awaiting mouth. Claire lent forward and put her hands either side of Andrea’s hips and started to eat her out too. She licked her pussy like it was an icelolly, she stroked her tongue up and down her slit, she took her time to rub her chin on her clit whilst putting her tongue as far in her cunt at she could go.

Andrea told her to stop as she had something special for them, she rummaged in her mysterious beach bag and produced a double ended vibrator, Claire was pleasantly surprised and realised all her horny thoughts about deflowering Andrea had been totally reciprocated all this time. The vibrator wasn’t very thick and only about 14-16 inches long, but Andrea explained that she had selected it because it wasn’t too big so they could both take a good length but be able to massage each others clits once the vibrator was all the way in both of them.

Andrea switched it on and it pulsed quite strongly, Claire watched Andrea insert it in her cunt, disappearing deeper into her wet folds and then she scooted towards Claire’s already open and waiting legs. Claire wriggled herself onto the vibrator and scissored her legs around Andrea’s. Andrea was right, both cunts accommodated this vibrator and allowed them to bang and massage their clits together at the same time. The vibrator started to do it’s work and the girls lubricating juices were soon leaking out of each of the cunts surrounding the vibrator both girls reached down and grabbed some and massaged it into each other’s tits and then proceeded to lick it off. They pulled each others legs close to them and ground their clits against each other, as the waves crashed on the beach the noise covered their moans of pleasure. Both started to tense their legs and they started to cum, the orgasms were out of this world, the vibrator pulsing away in their cunts, massaging their already well creamed holes, together with them banging their clits against one another. As their orgasms subsided they both withdrew from the vibrator as it was too sensitive to stand any more and they lay on the bed panting together.

They lay together naked and spent in the sunshine. Once they had napped and recharged their batteries, they slipped on their sun-dresses over their naked bodies and ordered some drinks. When the waiter boy arrived the girls decided to have some fun, they stripped off in front of him and asked if he could rub sun-cream on their bodies. Of course he was nervous but happily obliged and the girls allowed him to rub cream onto both of their tits, the girls both stood facing him and he slowly massage the cream into their skin and nipples taking his time and pinching both pairs of tits. Watching each other being attended to was a huge turn on and their lubricating juices started to seep out of their pussies. When it came to their arses and legs Claire and Andrea asking him to pay particular attention to the tops of their legs. His large hands felt wonderful as he applied cream on them, he was very attentive as he applied the cream to the tops of their legs, his hands continually went far enough up their legs to allow his hands to make several strokes of their wet cunts. His hardon started to show in his shorts and the girls rubbed against him at every opportunity. He was desperate to fuck both of them but knew he had to be asked before he obliged, unspoken staff rules. Once the girls had finished toying with him they told him they had had enough and asked him to leave, he disappeared up the beach trying to hide his hardon behind the drinks tray sulking that they had teased him so.

The girls were bored then, so they looked through the price list and noticed that the hotel offered a massage service. So they booked a massage for both of them later in the afternoon.They arrived at the beauty suite to be greeted by the beauticians. Both beauticians who were going to do the massages were almost Amazonian, tall heavy boned strong woman, Claire and Andrea had been hoping for men but weren’t disappointed.

The masseurs showed Claire and Andrea to a double massage tabled room asking them to strip off and lay face down on the beds and cover their bottoms with the towels provided. Ten minutes later the masseurs returned and commenced our massage. They massaged the girls shoulders and backs, their hands were very strong and the girls both enjoyed having their muscles manipulated. They set to work on their legs and slowly worked their way towards the girls arses, their hands massaged their arse cheeks and slipped their oily hands between their cheeks and rubbed downwards towards their cunts. Both Claire and Andrea were being massaged identically at the same time, both girls realised that this just wasn’t going to be an ordinary massage as the masseurs rubbed their cunts, probing their fingers into their wet sticky holes, both girls moaned in appreciative delight.

They asked the girls to roll over and started massaging their tits, they pulled, pinched and rubbed Claire and Andrea’s nipples until they hurt but it was a pleasurable hurt. The masseurs then worked down to their pussies, the massage tables split just below the bottom area which allowed the girls legs to be opened up, this enabled the masseurs to work on the tops of their thighs but also this gave them easy access to their now spread open pussies. They fingered both girls, pumping their big strong hands in the girls cunts, one finger plunged in and withdrew then two fingers and finally three, at the same time massaging their clits, by now the girls were delirious with delight enjoying total strangers feeling their bodies. They then stopped and went to a cupboard on the wall at the side of the room, they removed there skirts and panties and strapped on cocks, they also had a hand held battery powered bulb like massaging device each which when switched on vibrated and pulsed.

They put some lubricating fluid on their strap ons, not that the girls needed it, they were dripping in anticipation waiting. The masseurs plunged their strap ons into Claire and Andrea’s cunts and started to pump them, they also switched on and applied their hand held massage machines and held them to the girls clits. Claire and Andrea could not believe the sensations, these strong women where fucking their cunts with such force, plunging in and out of their hungry cunts, the massage machine was working on their clits and causing them to build to orgasm rapidly, their bodies twitched, their hips bucked up to the strap on cocks and they grabbed the straps holding the cocks in place and pulled the masseurs into their cunts as far as they could go. As they orgasmed they had to scream at the masseurs to stop massaging their clits and withdraw their cocks as the feelings were so sensitive. Claire and Andrea’s cunts dripped fluid on the floor, they told the masseurs that they would not pay them until they are cleaned them up and they didn’t mean washing them off they meant to lick them clean.

The masseurs dutifully licked their cunts clean enjoying the musky flavour, Claire and Andrea watched the girls being turned on more and more by licking their wet cunts, so they ordered one of the beauticians to remove the strap on and told the other to fuck her. Claire and Andrea watched as the beauticians fucked each other, leaving them to it they decided to return to their apartments sexually spent once again, leaving a very large tip for their services!

They wondered what tomorrow would bring…..

Day four

The girls awoke late and dressed in their skimpy bath robes and ordered breakfast. They sat out on the patio eating and enjoying the sunshine on their semi naked bodies no longer self conscious of keeping their bodies covered. There was a knock on the door and the maid entered.

She was a pretty looking thing, about sixteen, 5’6”, very petite with small tits and slender legs, she wore a little maids outfit which was a little too short for her with a zip up the front, it was also a little tight and seemed to push her small tits together. She explained to the girls that her name was Maria and she was here to clean the room and do any other chores they needed. She couldn’t help but notice Claire and Andrea’s half exposed breasts and barely covered crotches and stood transfixed looking at them. Claire could not resist moving her legs around to show off more of her pussy. Maria’s nipples perked up and pushed against the material of her dress, Claire licked her lips in anticipation of ideas what Maria could do for them.

Maria disappeared into the apartment to tidy and clean, she changed the bed taking time to inspect the patches where the girls had dripped their cum, she couldn’t help but sniff at their muskiness and licked the sheet to taste them. She started to feel her pussy itch and rubbed her crotch against the corner of the bed as she changed the bed linen, she was starting to feel really horny but couldn’t do anything about it. She went into the bathroom and retrieved the laundry from the basket, she picked up both girls panties and sniffed and licked where they had once been soaking wet. She pushed the door slightly too and putting her leg up on the toilet she pulled her knickers to one side and rubbed the already soiled panties on her itchy cunt. She couldn’t help herself and stuffed a pair of the knickers up her cunt and started to pull them out slowing enjoying the fabric sliding out of her hole, just then Claire walked in and saw the whole thing and was excited to see her panties partially sticking out of Maria’s cunt.
Rather than shout at her, she walked behind her and gently stroked her little breasts over the top of her dress. Claire then unzipped her dress and put her hand inside the fabric, she wore no bra and Claire instantly touched her flesh and pinched her nipple, Maria moaned loudly. Claire undid the zip all the way and pulled the dress off of her, dropping it to the floor, young Maria stood near naked in front of her apart from her white panties, pulled to one side and the scrap Claire’s panties stuffed up Maria’s cunt. Claire knelt down and pulled Maria’s pants down, with her teeth she grasped the piece of material and slowly pulled her panties out of Maria’s cunt.

Maria opened her legs and moaned as the fabric scratched at her cunt walls, once Claire had removed them she licked at Maria’s young cunt, it had a very small amount of fuzz on it and Claire soon found her little clit bud and hungrily chewed on it. The young girl’s legs were nearly buckling under the intense feeling as Claire licked her cunt so she told her to sit over the sink on the vanity unit. Craving the site of a young girl’s naked pussy, she ran some water in the sink and got some hair conditioner out of the cabinet and a razor, she explained to Maria that conditioner worked well to shave with as it moisturised the area and allowed the razor to glide over her skin and shave it without leaving it sore. She shaved Maria’s pubes off of her mound and then held each of her lips apart to ensure all the hair was removed, Maria enjoyed the feel of the razor stroking her lips, Claire washed off the excess conditioner and couldn’t help rubbing Maria’s pussy as she washed her off, she didn’t worry about washing off too much of Maria’s cunt juice as she just kept producing juices the more Claire paid attention to it and once against was dripping wet.

Claire then told her to move to the side of the basin but Maria said she needed a pee, so Claire told her to do it over the sink, she watched as Maria pissed a long stream of urine down the sink, once she had finished Claire grabbed some toilet paper and dabbed the piss off her bald little pussy. Once done Maria moved to the side and lifted her legs up and placed her feet on the worktop completely exposing her cunt to Claire, to Maria’s surprise Claire kissed her full on her mouth probing her orifice with her tongue, Maria started to respond and kissed her back. Claire worked her way down her neck and kissed and sucked her small rounded tits and dark nipples, rolling them around in her mouth and occasionally biting down on the hard pert flesh.

Claire worked her way down to the bald pussy she had shaved and shivered in delight at inspecting it at such close range. She opened Maria’s young unstretched lips and slowly licked up and down her exposed pussy. She spent time lapping up the juices which oozed from her cunt, sucking as hard as she could to drink in the musky sweet cream, then she worked on her clit, teasing it with her tongue, circling the button and flicked her tongue backwards and forwards over it. Maria moaned in delight and caressed Claire’s short hair pulling Claire’s face deeper into her cunt. Claire continued to chew on her clit enjoying such a young barely developed pussy, she gently inserted a finger into her cunt which was so tight, she gently pulled it out and then in and out a little faster, then she inserted two fingers and whilst inside she made a beckoning motion with her fingers which hit her g spot and the young girl came almost immediately, Maria’s cunt grabbing and massaging Claire’s fingers which were now buried knuckle deep dragging the orgasm out as long as she could. As she looked up at Maria who now had her eyes closed she caught sight in the mirror of Andrea, standing in the doorway, rubbing her clit with her fingers at the horny sight of Claire eating young Maria’s cunt.

Once Maria had come down from her first real mind blowing orgasm, they all went and sat on the bed together. Maria although willing was very naïve as to what to do, so Claire and Andrea where very excited about having a new innocent student to show how to please and be pleased. Claire laid down on the bed and told Maria to come between her legs and lick her cunt just like Claire had done to her. Andrea stood on the bed and stood over Claire’s face and squatted down using the headboard to support herself and lowered herself onto Claire’s face. Maria stroked Claire’s pussy lips with her fingers, opening her out with her other hand, she delved further into her lapping at her wet snatch. Her tongue stuck in her cunt and her lips surrounded it and she sucked loudly drawing juice down from her hole. The slurping caused a vibrating sensation on Claire’s cunt which caused Claire to shudder violently, Maria brought her finger up to Claire’s clit and slowly started to massage it in a circular motion.

In the meantime Claire licked Andrea’s snatch hungrily, she was turned on by the young girl eating her out down below and the gooey wet state of her friend’s cunt as she also watched Maria on fulll view eating her friend. Andrea couldn’t wait to come and whilst Claire tongue fucked and sucked at her cunt so she massaged her clit with her fingers, she rubbed at her button furiously as she noticed Claire’s legs tense as Maria was bringing her to orgasm too. Andrea felt her legs start to buckle and she got off Claire’s face and laid down next to Claire with her legs apart gently rubbing her button enjoying the after effects of her climax. Maria gently licked both their pussies clean as both friends lay there in a dazed state.

Both Claire and Andrea kissed Maria full on the lips and tipped her for her trouble before she left their apartment. Exhausted both girls collapsed on the bed and drifted off to sleep wasting another few hours of their holiday.

Later in the day they showered and dressed in shorts and blouses and made their way to the restaurant/bar area, it was very quiet with only two other couples in the room. As they made their way to the bar they noticed one of the couples at the other end of the bar whispering to one another and staring at Claire and Andrea. When the girls ordered their drinks and the barman went to the top of the bar to prepare them, whilst there the woman passed a comment to him that she didn’t realise the hotel accommodated lesbians. The barman and the woman’s husband laughed a dirty laugh to one another at the private joke and said they didn’t mind as long as they could watch. The wife snorted in disgust and continued to look the girls up and down.

The girls shrugged the incident off and went to sit down in the dining area, Claire whispered to Andrea that she’d love to teach the wife a thing or two given the opportunity, Andrea agreed giggling. During dinner the girls continued to be subjected to the woman’s glares, after dinner both parties moved to the bar area and Andrea and Claire started to play cards. Continuing to be subjected to the woman’s stares and the continued sniping about their sexuality, the girls decided to play a little game and invited the couple to join them for a drink. Her name was Debbie and he was Mark, she was tall with long red hair, small tits and a shapely arse, he was handsome and tanned, fair and muscular both early fourties.

The drink flowed and Debbie and Mark became more and more drunk as the evening wore on, the bar closed and the girls, disappointed to have their fun curtailed suggested they go to their apartment and enjoy their mini bar. The couple agreed and they made their way to the girls suite. Claire suggested they have some fun and play strip poker and Debbie and Mark agreed. They sat at the small table and Claire dealt the cards, unbeknown to Debbie and Mark, Claire was a dab hand and continued to win hands, causing Andrea, Debbie and Mark to strip off. Claire lost some of the games and removed some clothing but kept lacing Debbie and Mark’s drinks with vodka to ensure they became quite drunk. Mark was down to his underpants and Debbie to her brief bra and thong by this time Mark was really quite drunk and with Andrea’s help they tied him to his chair, tying his wrists to the arms of the chair and his ankles to the legs of the chair, Debbie was too drunk to even notice. Andrea and Claire then guided Debbie to the bed and tied her spread eagled to the four corners of the bed, tying her wrists tightly to the corners and her ankles on a lose line to the corners of the bottom of the bed which gave her enough binding to be able to move her legs slightly.

Leaving them to sober up a while Claire and Andrea disappeared onto the patio area to discuss their plans. Returning to the bedroom a couple of hours later both Debbie and Mark were slightly more sober and aware that they had been tied up. Andrea explained to them both that she did not take kindly to being joked about as being a lesbian and herself and Claire had decided to teach them both a lesson. Claire proceeded to cut Mark’s underpants off of him revealing a well endowed limp cock, she then cut Debbie’s bra and thong off, Debbie’s tits were nice if a little small and her pussy covered in a red down which she obviously trimmed quite short. Debbie’s eyes widened with shock realising that both she and her husband were naked and on full view to the two women whom she had earlier ridiculed.

Claire and Andrea stripped naked and sat on the bed either side of Debbie. Both girls each caressed one of Debbie’s tits and leaned over and took each one in their mouths, Debbie widened her eyes in fear and tried to wriggle away from them, but as the girls lay either side of her she had nowhere to go. They stroked her nipples with their tongues and gently bit down on the hardening tit, Debbie shrieked in shock at the sensation trying to pull at her bindings. Claire moved lower down the bed and pushed Debbie’s legs open, she asked Andrea to help her open Debbie’s pussy lips so she could get to her slit. Andrea obliged and opened Debbie’s legs and leaned over to push open her pussy lips with her fingers, Debbie wriggled slightly but was curious as to what the girls would do to her as these feelings she was getting did not imply she was repulsed after all and started to be turned on by the situation.

Where Mark sat, he had full view of Claire and Andrea’s naked cunts and also his wife’s. He watched as Claire lightly stroked Debbie’s slit up towards her clit and circled her button and back down towards her arse. Claire inserted a finger slowly into Debbie’s cunt and she moaned loudly in response, she moaned even more when Claire started to finger her slowly in and out and massaged her clit with her thumb. Mark’s cock started to grow at the erotic sight of two naked women working over his wife. Claire continued to finger fuck Debbie whilst Andrea leaned over further and clamped her mouth over Debbie’s clit and sucked it hard into her mouth. Debbie screamed at the wonderful sensation of being fingered and having her clit chewed at the same time, by now she was so turned on that she had no intention of moving. Claire’s finger fucking pace increased and by now she was pumping three fingers in and out of Debbie whilst Andrea chewed furiously on her clit. Debbie was so completely turned on by the sight and feelings of two girls working her over and started to buck her hips as a huge orgasm started to build. The girls continued to pump fingers and chew on her cunt as she orgasmed with a low animal type scream, Claire kept pumping slowly four fingers knuckle deep to drag her orgasm out as long as possible and Andrea lightly stroked her clit with her flat tongue as Debbie’s spasm’s subsided.

By now Mark’s cock was fully erect and bobbing around with excitement with precum starting to ooze from the tip. Andrea and Claire left Debbie to recover from her orgasm and went over to where Mark sat. Andrea kneeled down and took his cock in her hands and lightly stroked him from bottom to tip, massaging his balls gently with her other hand. She closed her hand around his cock and in a circular motion started to massage and squeeze his erection. Mark moaned in delight and Andrea leant over and closed her lips around the tip of his cock and sucked his precum out of the tip, dipping her tongue into the little hole at the top. She then took his hard cock deep into her mouth gagging slightly as he reached the back of her throat and then further in as her gag reflex subsided. She continued to massage his cock with her mouth and her tongue and gently stroked his balls as she slid her mouth up and down on his cock. Mark stared at the horny sight of another woman deep throating his man hood, he was turned on further to see his wife speadeagled on the bed wide eyed watching.

Claire not wanting to miss out on an opportunity climbed onto the chair and placed her feet facing forward either side of Mark’s hips on the seat and lowered her aching cunt towards his face. Mark did not need encouragement, he put his face back and hungrily slurped into her pussy which was well slicked since finger fucking Debbie to her first female induced orgasm. As Andrea sucked harder on his cock, he lapped furiously into Claire’s cunt, sucking out her juices and intermittently tonguing her clit. Claire could barely stand the intense feeling and realised she could not physically keep this position up for long and climbed off the chair feeling frustrated. Andrea started to feel Mark’s orgasm building as his cock swelled and rather than suck it she pulled her mouth away and started to pump his big member with her hand. Mark grunted and bucked hard into her hand as he felt his come travelling through his cock and watched spurts of his come squirting into her mouth, he had never seen so much come from his cock and Andrea’s mouth was full and he still managed to squirt more on her face.

Getting up from her position between Mark’s legs, Andrea climbed on the bed and leaned over Debbie’s face and slowly emptied her cum filled mouth into Debbie’s. Debbie opened her mouth and swallowed hungrily her husband’s cum and proceeded to lick the rest from Andrea’s face and then stuck her tongue into Andrea’s mouth to taste the final remaining spunk left of her husband and kissed Andrea passionately. Andrea untied Debbie’s hands realising that Debbie was so turned on by their little games that she had no intention of running away, she also untied her ankles, Debbie did not attempt to get up she just laid on the bed enjoying the sensations coursing through her body.

Claire was still feeling frustrated and turned on further watching Andrea and Debbie transferring Mark’s spunk and positioned herself astride the arm of the chair, Mark upturned his hand and she lowered her pussy towards his hand and impaled her aching cunt on his two longest upturned fingers. She slowly started to manouver her body up and down pumping Mark’s fingers into her cunt. By now Mark’s cock was recovered and erect again at the erotic sight of his wife with Andrea and Claire fucking his fingers, Claire noticed his new erection and wanted her cunt full of cock instead of just a few fingers. She stood up and untied Mark’s wrists and turned with her back to Mark and impaled her love hole straight onto his cock burying it to the hilt. She started to move up and down his shaft slowly but couldn’t stand the teasing sensation of her cunt walls stroking the full length of his substantial cock and started to pump up and down on his tool, the slap, slap of her thighs against his echoing around the room.

Mark enjoying the feeling of his cock buried in Claire’s wet cunt, could not resist grabbing her tits and pinching and twisting her nipples. Andrea and Debbie sat on the bed watching Claire grinding herself on Mark’s cock. Claire slid her hands across her belly and down to her snatch and starting to massage her clit, the feeling of Mark’s cock deep in her cunt and her stroking her clit was slowly starting to build to orgasm. Across the room Andrea and Debbie started stroking each other’s clits, turned on yet again watching others. Mark felt his balls tighten and at the same time felt Claire’s cunt grip his manhood, Mark grabbed her by the hips and bounced her up and down on his cock impaling her harder and harder onto his manhood.

Mark growled deep in his throat as he felt cum squirt from his cock deep into her cunt, her orgasm gripped his cock and her muscles tightened around his shaft, milking him as she gushed her cum, there was so much cum juice that it started to seep from her cunt lips. They both slowed their pumping and grinding as nerves jangled and their orgasms subsided. Claire got up and walked unsteadily to the bed and pushed Debbie back to lie on her back. Claire climbed onto Debbie’s chest and crawled up until she was astride her face, leaving behind a slug trail of cunt and cock cum across Debbie’s breasts, Claire unclenched her cunt muscles and a large dribble of juices slid into Debbie’s open and waiting mouth. Debbie greedily guzzled her husband’s cum mingled with Claire’s, as the dribble subsided Debbie clamped her mouth around Claire’s cunt and sucked and slurped the remaining fluid from her. Andrea untied Mark’s ankles from the chair and the girls lay exhausted on the bed and everyone drifted off to sleep exhausted from their antics.

Later Claire and Andrea’s sleep was disturbed and they awoke to the sounds of Mark and Debbie grunting and moaning, they saw Mark kneeling at the foot of the bed fucking Debbie as hard as he could. He had pushed Debbie’s legs up and her knees were by her shoulders so he could bury his cock deep into her cunt. As he rammed her as hard as he could her tits bounced up and down and he lent over and bit down on each nipple hard causing Debbie to scream in delight. Debbie came instantly, shuddering and clenching her cunt on his cock, he was determined not to come just yet and slowed his fucking down to allow her climax to subside. Once she was calm again, he speeded up his cock in her and just before he came he withdrew his member from her and grasped himself and wanked his cock to orgasm spattering her cunt, belly and tits with his cum. Satisfied and knackered he sat back on his heels and Claire and Andrea proceeded to lick his seed from Debbie’s body ensuring every spot of cum was lapped up.

Exhausted but happy Debbie and Mark dressed minus their ruined underwear and kissing both girls full on the lips returned to their own apartment to recover, promising never again to comment on lesbians. Claire and Andrea laid on the bed and drifted off to sleep thinking about another exciting day.

Day five

The girls exhausted from their antics slept late. Andrea awoke first and not being able to resist the sight of her friend resting with her ample tits laying in front of her started to stroke them, she lightly caressed each bosom working her way towards the nipples, the skin around the aureoles started to tighten and Claire’s nipples transformed into hard aching buds. Andrea bent her head down and licked the tight buds lightly, Claire now fully awake opened her eyes and lovingly watched her friend working on her tits, she reached out and grasped Andrea’s tits and pulled on her large nipples playfully. The girls were now fully turned on by their attentions and moved around the bed so that they were in the scissor position, their wet cunts touching, feeling the heat and wetness of each other. They slowly grasped one of each other’s knees and pulled each other closer, forcing clit to clit and started to gyrate against each other. The slurping of their wet pussies together with the erotic site as each girl looked down to watch their clits kissing, rubbing and banging against one another, pretty quickly brought them to orgasm. They hugged each other’s knees and slowed down their grinding as their panting subsided.

They showered dressed and breakfasted determined to enjoy some more time at the beach in their special hut which they had not seen much of since their arrival. The set up of the hut not having a roof and enclosed privacy of it when they closed the front curtain enabled them to sunbathe naked all the time, and they lay on the raised half circle bed area soaking up the warm sunshine. After a couple of hours, Andrea became restless and started to look for her book in her beach bag, unable to find it she gently woke Claire and told her she was going back to the apartment to fetch it. Andrea put her bikini thong on and put on her beach sarong and fastened it around her neck, it was made from a very sheer white gauze and although it showed her tits off quite clearly it was almost respectable to wear to return to the apartment. Put it this way it was risqué enough for the men to get a clear view of her breasts and gaze longingly at but also for the women to cast green eyed monster stares at her also.

About five minutes after she’d left the intercom buzzed in the beach hut, Claire answered it thinking it was Andrea but was pleasantly surprised that is was their other playmate Maria the maid from the apartment. She had a day off today and was wondering if Andrea and Claire would mind if she and a friend came and visited.

When Maria arrived she introduced her friend Claudia to Claire. Claudia was 16 like Maria similar dark skin, long dark straight her and petite body, the girls were almost identical, they both wore shorts and halter neck bikini tops. Claire did not bother covering herself before they arrived as she and Andrea had already played and explored with Maria and didn’t want things to be any different, if Claudia was treated the same things could get quite exciting.

Maria and Claudia chattered to Claire about their school work and their part time jobs at the hotel, divulging some of the antics they’d seen during their first season there, it became quite clear to Claire that Claudia was more worldly than Maria in the sexual department implying that she much preferred the female clientèle to the male. Claire asked her to elaborate further and Claudia explained that the men could sometimes be quite rough whereas the women were always gentle and had such beautiful bodies.

Claire asked Claudia what she thought to her body, Claudia gazed at Claire’s large tits and bald snatch and said she was just what she liked. Claire suggested both girls strip off and stand either side of her. Talk about twins both Claudia and Maria both had lovely straight hair, small pert little titties and naked little slits clearly on show. Claire reached up with both her hands and caressed each of Claudia and Maria’s tits at the same time, both girls little nipples stiffened at Claire’s touch as she continued to stroke each of the girls breasts. Her hands travelled across their flat tanned tummies and touched their little slits, stroking downwards, both young girls immediately shuffled their feet further apart so as not to hinder Claire’s exploring. Claire’s fingers softly probed further into their lips and she smiled with delight feeling how moist they both were, Claire bent her knees a little so that she could reach further into the girls pussies to tickle and rub their clits. Both Maria and Claudia moaned softly and pushed their hips forward as Claire’s probing increased, Claire could not believe her luck to have two young, eager to please students allowing her to fondle and grope their little pussies.

By now Maria and Claudia were well turned on by Claire’s attentions and started to stroke Claire’s ample tits. They both leaned forward and latched onto each nipple suckling like babies onto their mothers, Claire withdrew her fingers from their wet little snatches and put her juice covered fingers into opposite girl’s mouths so they could each taste each other juices. Claudia and Maria hungrily sucked at her fingers, surprisingly although having serviced clients they had never had the opportunity to taste one another.

Claire guided both girls to the bed and ordered Claudia and Maria to assume the ’69’ position. What a sight two young girls eating one another out in front of Claire, she wished Andrea would return to enjoy the spectacle too. Claire sat at the foot of the bed watching the girls and verbally guiding them to finger and suck one another, Claire needing something to satisfy her own lust, reached into Andrea’s beach bag to find one of her ‘toys’ to use. She didn’t care what, as Andrea had a large selection with her and blindly pulled out the first one she felt with her fingers. This was a vibrator 8 inches long, quite thick but it had an additional flexible ‘finger’ 3 inches on the end which not only vibrated but made circular motions too. When she switched it on it also had a volume type sliding switch which increased or decreased the speed of both the vibration and circular motion.

Claudia and Maria by now were well into pleasing one another and Claire could hear moaning through their mouthfuls of clit showing their enjoyment. Claire turned on the vibrator and held it to her clit enjoying the movement and heightening her senses, she fingered her cunt at the same time feeling her cunt walls stroking her fingers and sucking them in to her wet hole. Feeling the need for something thicker and longer in her cunt she slowly slid the tool into her love hole, once she had it buried to the hilt she slowly slid it in and out. As she slid the movement button higher there was less need to pull the vibrator in and out and the massaging tool did it’s job, Claire was so wet she was having to hold onto the bottom of the vibrator quite tightly to stop her cunt sucking it in further. With her spare hand she pulled and pinched her nipples as the ‘finger’ on the bottom of the vibrator, buzzed and rubbed her clit, as she realised both her young apprentices were fast approaching orgasm. Maria and Claudia were tonguing each other’s clits and furiously finger fucking their cunts and screaming in ecstasy as they both started to come.

Claire increased the pulsing switch. massaging her clit faster and faster as her cunt walls gripped and stroked the fuck machine between her legs as she brought herself to orgasm spurting her cum out of either side of the vibrator all over her lips and thighs. By now Maria and Claudia’s orgasms had subsided and they lay watching Claire gasp and pant at her own climax. Between gasps she asked both girls to come and lick her cum covered pussy and remove the vibrator, Maria and Claudia lept at the opportunity and Marie gently withdrew the vibrator, Maria couldn’t help bring the machine to her lips and lick it clean, sucking off Claire’s juices. Claudia leaned over Claire’s snatch and gently licked her cum from around her cunt and closing her mouth over Claire’s love hole sucking any more cum from there, once done and not being able to resist, she couldn’t help but lick her clit softly.

Claire immediately focussed on Claudia’s attentions and couldn’t help starting to feel horny again. She motioned for them all to come up on the bed and Claudia crouched between Claire’s open legs and continued to explore her pussy with her young mouth. Maria laid next to Claire and Claire kissed her softly on the mouth, probing with her tongue to part Maria’s mouth seeking her tongue. Maria responded and their tongues danced in each other’s mouths exploring one another. Claire and Maria caressed each other’s tits playing with their nipples as they did so. Claudia lapped at Claire’s pussy, sucking each side of her lips into her mouth and then letting them go. Her tongue stroked inside each lip and circled Claire’s clit button and then stroked back down and darted into her cunt. Claudia flattened her tongue and stroked full up the length of her pussy several times licking it clean of juice like a dog. The more Claudia attended to her the more juice slowly trickled from Claire’s cunt. Claudia tightened the shape of her tongue and with the pointed end flicked her clit back and forth.

Claire pulled Maria up to a kneeling position and told her to kneel either side of her face facing Claudia. Claire looked into Maria’s pussy, her lips already parted, a bead of pussy juice dripped from her cunt and Claire quickly caught it with her tongue tasting the young musky flavour of her young cunt. Claire told Maria she was going to mimic Claudia’s actions on her pussy and told her to watch Claudia eating Claire’s snatch closely. Claire flattened her tongue as Claudia did and then flicked the sharp end of her tongue hard over Maria’s clit. Maria squealed at the sensation, as both Maria and Claire tensed closer and closer to orgasm. Claire felt her muscles tighten, pins and needles darting from her pussy to her tits and her toes, she spurted her cum into Claudia’s shocked but accommodating mouth as she bucked her hips into Claudia’s face forcing her to bury her mouth further into her pussy. Claire felt Maria’s legs tighten either side of her face and she increased the speed of her licking, sucking harder onto Maria’s clit and cunt, Maria pushed down on Claire’s face almost suffocating her as her body juddered her to a mind blowing orgasm the likes of which she had never felt before. Maria didn’t know she was a gusher too and flooded Claire’s mouth and face with cum juice which a delighted Claire hungrily swallowed up.

All three girls laid on the bed in the sunshine exhausted, Claire’s mind drifted back to Andrea and wondered where she was,.

Meanwhile, Andrea had arrived at the apartment and was looking for her book, as she found it she heard a knock on the door. She went to the door and opened it, in the doorway stood Debbie looking very pretty in a yellow button through short sun-dress showing off her pert little tits and long legs, Andrea invited her in and asked it she would like a drink which she accepted.

They chatted away and Andrea could not help but notice Debbie staring at her tits which were on full show through the fabric of her sarong dress, Andrea’s nipples stiffened as if on cue at Debbie’s stares. Andrea turned her back on Debbie to start fixing the drinks, the conversation suddenly changed from pleasantries to Debbie thanking her for the wonderful evening last night and how much she had very much enjoyed it. Andrea asked her if she would like to do it again sometime and with that Debbie had stepped up behind Andrea and snaking her hands round to the front of Andrea’s chest she planted kisses on Andrea’s neck and shoulders answering yes please the sooner the better. With that Andrea leaned back into Debbie’s arms and Debbie played with Andrea’s tits through the soft sheer fabric stroking and pulling at her nipples.

Andrea moaned softly at Debbie’s attentions, closing her eyes and enjoying her stroking her as she started to feel that familiar warm itching down there in that special place. Not wanting to stop her but needing to turn around, Andrea faced Debbie and Debbie instantly kissed her full on the mouth which she reciprocated as they explored tongues and mouths. Andrea reached out and blindly groped for Debbie tits but finding the fabric in her way hurriedly undid the buttons all the way down the front or her dress which then fell to the floor, to her surprise and delight she was naked underneath. Andrea gently cupped one of Debbie’s breasts in her hand and with her thumb rubbed over the nipple, Debbie sighed in response. Andrea then lightly stroked the palms of her hands over Debbie’s hardened nipples which created a delightful sensation for both Debbie and Andrea’s palms.

Unable to control themselves any more, Debbie quickly undid the sarong knotted behind Andrea’s neck and flung it to the floor, her hands quickly stroked Andrea’s tits as she slid her hands down her rib cage and to her hips inserting her fingers into the bikini thong straps she pulled the garment to the floor. On the way back up from her crouching position Debbie could not help but bury her head into Andrea’s down covered crotch and sniff the muskiness of her pussy in huge deep breaths. For some time both girls kissed hungrily and passionately exploring each others mouths, neck and shoulders with animal like urgency.

Finally needing to take things further and not wanting to wait any longer Andrea grabbed her hand and led her to the bedroom but it was Debbie who pushed her onto the bed and grabbed her legs and roughly pulled them to the edge of the bed and opened them wide. Debbie fell to her knees and covered Andrea’s pubic area in soft kisses, stroking her thighs teasingly. Andrea’s cunt ached, she didn’t want kisses she wanted this girl to bury her face into her demanding pussy, it didn’t take much for Debbie to take the hint as Andrea breathlessly asked her to eat her aching cunt. Debbie’s thumbs slid either side of Andrea’s pussy lips and rubbing her already soaking snatch massaging her juices onto her lips, the thumbs delved further and parted her labia to show how desperately Andrea wanted her. Her cunt and clit glistened with juices and Debbie stroked her up and down, tantalising her clit with her thumb. Andrea closed her eyes and relished in the sensations ripping through her body, she then felt Debbie’s hot breath on her thigh and tilted her pelvis towards what she hoped would be her mouth.

She was right, Debbie’s tongue touched her clit and Andrea jumped in excitement. Debbie proceeded to work her tongue up and down her pussy, Andrea’s senses were in overdrive as she pinched her own nipples to heighten the feelings. Debbie parted her pussy lips with her finger and thumb and slurped hungrily at her flowing juices, she darted her tongue in and out of her love hole swallowing the juices off of her tongue as she went. Her thumb circled and wiggled back and forth over her already exposed clit causing Andrea to moan loudly encouraging her. Andrea told her to stop in between gasps and go to the drawer by the bed, Debbie did as she was told and found and vibrator with straps attached. Debbie did not know what it was but soon realised it was a strap-on, Andrea explained and helped Debbie put it on. The strap-on was about 7 inches long and not too wide and where the strap went between Debbie’s legs was a raised plastic stud which when the straps pulled tight fitted very snugly to her clit, Andrea explained if Debbie fucked her correctly the stud would massage her clit and help her to orgasm too.

Returning to the bed, Andrea laid down in the same position but raised her legs up and apart so her knees where near her shoulders, Debbie kneeled down between her legs and rubbed the strap on cock up and down Andrea’s very wet cunt. She then placed the ‘cock’ in the opening of her cunt hole and slid the head in, Andrea took a deep breath and exhaled, with that Debbie applied pressure and slowly inserted the cock all the way into her. She stayed still for a moment, allowing Andrea time to accommodate the phallus and gently massaged Andrea’s clit with her thumb, giving Andrea time to adjust to the cock and release more lubricating juices.

Debbie withdrew the cock almost out bar the tip and with a buck of her hips plunged the cock deep back into Andrea. Andrea gasped as the cock slid in and out of her cunt as Debbie slowly sped up her thrusts and massaged Andrea’s clit with her thumb, at the same time the stud on the inside was rubbing against Debbie’s clit encouraging her to fuck Andrea harder to increase her own sensations. By now Debbie was fucking Andrea hard with her strap on, burying it to the hilt at every thrust, Debbie felt Andrea’s muscles start to tighten but rather than let her cum she slowed her pumping right down and stopped massaging her clit with her thumb. Andrea screamed in frustration as being so close to cumming, Debbie continued to slowly bring her cock in and out but she was missing the little stud on the inside bumping on her clit and wanted to cum herself so she started to pump the ‘cock’ in and out, rubbing on Andrea’s clit hard with her thumb. Debbie started to orgasm rubbing on the stud so she pumped as hard as she could into Andrea’s gaping cunt and rubbed her thumb on her clit so fast she started to get cramp in her hand! Andrea howled as she came, her cunt clutching and stroking against the rubber cock inside her.

Debbie sunk to the floor exhausted from fucking Andrea and cumming herself, she rubbed her hand up and down the ‘cock’ and bringing the hand to her mouth licking Andrea’s juices off. Eventually she crawled onto the bed and lay next to Andrea, both girls covered in sweat from their lovemaking. As their breathing subsided they kissed once again exploring each others mouths, Andrea could still taste her juices in Debbie’s mouth as their tongues danced together. They hugged each other, rubbing their nipples against each others enjoying the soft skin and the delightful sensations that the feelings gave them.

They hadn’t finished, both wanted more and both had more to give. Andrea wanted to scissor fuck her, she found the act so erotic and wanted to share the intimacy with Debbie.They continued to stroke one another’s bodies, pinching nipples and exploring wet pussies with their fingers. Andrea knelt between Debbie’s legs and pulled her hips towards her face causing Debbie to roll her back off of the bed until just her shoulders and head remained on the bed and her back and hips pointed up in the air upside down with her legs open. This gave Andrea full view and access to Debbie’s cunt. She explored her roughly with her tongue, licking her pussy-hole and her arse-hole, biting and pinching her clit with her fingers. She fingered Debbie’s cunt with two fingers and remembering something she had seen on one of her partner’s porn flicks slowly inserted a finger in Debbie’s anus, Then Andrea pumped both sets of digits in an out, she could feel each set of fingers rubbing against one another through the membrane of skin between arse and cunt. It blew Debbie’s mind, the sensation was unbelievable and she came instantly squirting her cum all over Andrea. Andrea withdrew her fingers and slowly licked Debbie’s arse and cunt allowing Debbie’s orgasm to subside then she laid her back down on the bed and put one of her legs underneath Debbie’s so that their cunts were touching in her favourite scissor position, she held onto Debbie’s leg and ground her cunt into her own. Debbie’s cum together with the wet excitement of Andrea’s slurped together, the lubrication allowed both clits to slip against one another. Their grindings increased in speed and pressure as they both built to climax and both girls shuddered and flooded their clits with cum once again.

Finally exhausted they both dressed, kissed, hugged and Debbie departed to find her husband promising to see Andrea really soon. As Andrea closed the apartment door and returned to look for her book, she stopped to wonder what Claire had been up to all afternoon. Needless to say she needn’t have worried!

Day Six

A pretty boring day passed, both girls exhausted from their antics, spent most of the day in their hut naked, sleeping and basking in the sunshine.

In the evening they decided to go to the bar to enjoy some drinks and watch the entertainment laid on by the hotel. During the night. Andrea received some persistent attention from a tall, dark skinned guy called Roman, although very dark he had almost green eyes which both girls found attractive. Claire was quite jealous when Amanda finally ensnared her prize and announced she was off to their apartment, Claire agreed to delay returning for a couple of hours so that Andrea could get to know her conquest.

Some time later Claire returned to the apartment, neither Andrea or Roman were anywhere to be seen but she could hear both of them in the bedroom. Claire had already agreed to sleep on the couch and slipped naked onto the couch under a sheet as it was so warm. It was very hard for Claire to ignore the groans from next door and she started to feel turned on, picturing what her friend and this handsome man were up to. To quieten the itchy tingley sensations in her cunt, she threw the sheet back and started to massage her clit. Whilst pinching her hard nipples with one hand she massage her clit button with her finger, slowing increasing speed and pressure the more turned on she became.

She was instantly stopped from her ministrations when she heard Andrea calling asking if Claire was there and could she come and help. Claire grabbed her thin silk robe and wrapped it around her and entered the room. Andrea was naked standing next to a chair with one leg up on the chair seat and her other standing on the floor, Roman also naked stood behind her, his hard black cock buried in her cunt. She complained that her clit was a little dry causing Roman’s cock to chaffe against her cunt and asked if Claire could help. To Roman’s surprise Claire came and stood in front of Andrea and started to lick her tits. She slowly started to suck and bite on each nipple, in response Andrea started to moan softly. Roman obviously started to feel Andrea’s cunt moisten and started to continue pumping his cock into her hole. Claire dropped to her knees to face Andrea’s cunt and watched Roman’s cock slide in and out of her friend’s cunt. Claire moistened her thumb and brought it to Andrea’s clit and started to rub it in circular motions, Andrea’s soft moans now increased by Roman’s pumping member soon started to become louder, Claire stopped what she was doing, anxious to be more involved and knelt down, brought her lips to Andrea’s pussy and clamped onto her clit, sucking it between her lips and then rubbing it with her tongue. By now Andrea was having no problem with a dry clit, Roman’s cock was pumping furiously into her cunt, obviously enhanced by Roman being aware of what was happening down below, as he came to orgasm so did Andrea and as his seed spurting into her cunt, Andrea came at the same time and both their juices seeped out of her cunt and a combination of cum was lapped up by Claire.

Roman was so turned on by the act that his cock soon became hard and he wanted desperately to fuck Andrea’s mate. Claire lay on the bed and readily opened her legs to reveal a very wet and dripping cunt gagging for his long hard cock. He lifted her legs up and pointed his cock head at her love hole secreting her juices, no gently easing in was required so he slammed his hot rod straight into Claire’s waiting hole. Claire gasped with pleasure taking the length into her. Andrea still turned on by it all, clambered onto the bed and squatted over Claire’s face and Roman watched as his sperm and Andrea’s cum oozed from her cunt into Claire’s open mouth. Claire savoured the mixture of flavours once again and pulled Andrea’s clit closer to her mouth so she could suck and drink the juices from her. As she sucked and lapped at her friend’s already ravaged cunt, Roman pumped his cock into Claire’s vagina, in awe of the erotic site in front of him, it didn’t take him too long to cum as he witnessed Andrea quickly came and flooded Claire’s face with her juices. After they had all finished cumming, the girls licked each other clean and then shared the cleaning of Roman’s cock, licking his shaft from one end to the other and his ball sack where their juices had ran down.

Never in his life had Roman experienced such a night and as he left their apartment he wondered if his mates would believe him or that he would ever experience such a thing again!

The girls also realised that their lives were now so intertwined that they really could not do without one another. Tomorrow their holiday would come to an end and they would fly home, returning to their respective partners but safe in the knowledge that other holidays would soon be around the corner.

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My first story

Note: This is my first story, I’ve been reading these since i was 17 and i decided to add some of my adventures so enjoy and please only constructive criticism
Waking up on the morning of April first I was angry. My Mother had Just decided I was going to live with my dad, and that I was dropping out of my school in Arkansas and flying north to Montana that following weekend. That day at school I said my goodbyes and exchanged emails with everyone. After a rather teary kiss goodbye with my girlfriend Wendi I made my way to my mom’s car.
I should probably describe myself, back when I was 15 I was around 5’4 small thin body with normal build I was fast and broke the track teams hundred meter run record by four seconds. I had sharp features and a square chin, blue eyes flecked with green and gray, like a wolfs as my Opa (German for grandpa) puts it, and a small German like mouth. My cock had grown from a 4 incher at 12, to a 9 incher at 15 and I was proud of myself. I had a light dusting of hair that I liked to keep neat; I also trimmed my pubes to keep from itching too much ha-ha.
That Saturday we set out for Memphis, the nearest airport that could take me to Montana. On the way there I sat in my seat listening to my Ipod and just waiting to die. I hated my dad but I hated my slut of a mom to. She fucked her boyfriend on our couch once and blamed the smell in the cat. Then she killed the cat to make a show out of how much I stunk. Like I was saying I hated my dad for hurting me my brother and sister by leaving with some whore who had more money than us. So my mom moved us to Arkansas with her family and away from the people we loved.
As we arrived at the airport my brother kept chirping on about how exciting it was to be in a real airport.

“Since when did they have fake airports” I snarled

“I don’t know this one’s just realer”

“Shut the fuck up you little shit I don’t want to hear you right now so just keep up and shut up.”

My mom turned around and glared at me with eyes that could kill a VERY large grizzly bear.
“You don’t talk that way young man” she growled

“Or what ,bitch, you’re the one dumping me with this military bastard who doesn’t have the slightest idea
of how to raise a kid just how to raise an army.”

“You’re starting to sound like that military bastard now so just get over it and get to your plane”

With that I stormed onto the plane and put my luggage away while the other passengers eyed me as if I was some kind of freak as I sat down and put In my earbuds the plane got settled down and the engines roared to life behind me. Soon we were cruising at around 24 thousand feet and on our way to Helena. I
fell asleep about half way there and woke up to the sound of tires hitting the runway.

As I got off the plane I notice two things 1: my dad wasn’t there 2: there was a strange man standing outside in the snow holding a sign that said my name on it.
As I exited the building he said my first middle and last name and I walked over.

“Are you Conner James Stocson” he said with a strong Arabic accent.

“Are you working for Alkieda” I asked

With this he frowned and replied strongly

“NO”

“Ok then I will allow you to take me to my dad”

So I got into the cheap taxi and was on my way to my dad’s. The bastard didn’t even want to pick me up from the airport. We drove through the snowy streets past McDonalds and burger king then past the small mall and the Wal-Mart. Soon we arrived at my dad’s large house it was around 25 hundred square feet with five bedrooms and four bathrooms. It also had a hot tub and a large pool.
As I entered the front door I was greeted by my dad.

“Hey Conner how are ya” he breathed into my face, his breath would have made a skunk gag, and by the way he kept correcting his stance I knew one thing, he was drunk.

“I could do with a little less alcohol in your blood thank you”

“You always were a smartass” he said slapping me across the head

“And you were always a despicable bastard” I retorted.

With that he walked off only to be replaced by the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. She was 16 and an inch taller than me she had a Native American face and brown hair. Her shoulders were normal but her breasts were huge at least a 34dd and still growing. She had a flat toned stomach and nice legs. Her ass was also nice, even with it being 15 below outside she was in booty shorts that said “sexy” on the back.

“That looked like it hurt.” she said

“abuuuuu” was all I could get out

She giggled and said
“Come inside so you can say hi to the rest of us”

I sure hope theres more like you I thought as I followed her ass. I set my bags by the front door and walked into the living room to discover there was three more of her. One was about 14 and another was maybe 18 and the last one was the mom cause she was at least 35. All of them looked the same but the first one was the hottest.

“hi” I managed to blurt before

“Hi Conner I’m Stacey” said the mother “Im your new stepmom”

“Hello” I stammered as she hugged my head to her chest causing my head to slip into her massive cleavage.

Then one by one the girls came up and hugged me. I was delighted when the last one, lily the one who answered the door after I got slapped, hugged me to her chest like her mother had done except she had no bra on and her nipples were clearly visible.

After we talked for a while and my dad staggered in to take me to my room I was delighted to know that lily, Tina, and Tiffany were all sister with different fathers and that Stacey was probably the only person there that would care for me, besides Tiffany who had her own motherly instinct thing going. I also learned that our parents worked all weekend even at night. As so my dad showed me to my room and I unpacked and put all my things into the in suite bathroom I went back upstairs to find that dad and Stacy had left for the weekend. I walked into the living room to find that Tiffany had gone on a date with a boy toy friend of hers. As I sat down lily spoke.

“Do you like porn?”

“Sure I like porn” I said “doesn’t everyone”

“Our parents do, and me and Lily found there stash” said Tina

“Really?”

“Yep there really sexy” she says standing up.

As she walks out of the room Lily gets up and switches the T.V to the DVD player that is hooked up to it. She turns around and just stares at me then out of nowhere she asks me.

“Are you a virgin?”

“Yes but I don’t want to be I get teased at school often for not fucking anyone.”

“Well I and Tina are virgins too and we get teased the same way.”

After she said that Tina walked in with a stack of DVDs that had obscene pictures on the front. One that caught my eye was a DVD titled “All Internal”. It had a woman on the front that had the same features as Stacey but smaller tits and her face was much less Native American but still had some of the qualities. When Tina set all of the DVDs on the coffee table I zoned in on that one.

“Which one should we watch?” she asked

“I like the All Internal one the most!” said lily quickly

“Ya I like that one too” said Tina

“It looks good.” I said casually

“Oh it is” said Lily

Lily ran up to the DVD player and put the disk into the tray. She sat on the couch next to me and Tina sat on the other side. As the movie began a woman walked onto the screen, soon followed by a man with a ski mask on. He had a gun with him that was clearly fake but that’s not the point. He walked up behind the woman and stuck the gun into her back and yelled. The women screamed something in Spanish and the man ordered her to take her clothes off. The movie was staged in a dark alley somewhere so it seemed as if you didn’t have to worry too much about being discovered. The women obeyed the strange man and took off her clothes. Although she took her time and swayed her hips a little as she took off her jeans and panties. The man had her get on her hands and knees as he pulled his cock out of his pants. I couldn’t believe what I saw; the man had a smaller dick than me. Now I was really proud of myself.

“That guys dick is huge” said Lily and Tina in unison

The man continued to move towards the seemingly frightened women. As he got up behind her you could see that her pussy was glistening with moisture. The man walked up behind her and rubbed his cock up and down her slit a few times before ramming it in all the way to the hilt. The woman moaned and the man said something about her liking getting raped. As soon as he said this the woman began go move back and forth so that the man’s dick was moving in and out of her until the man came into her pussy with a loud grunt. He pulled in and the camera got a close up of cum running out of the woman’s pussy.
Lily and Tina were visibly horny from the movie we were watching. I myself was sprouting a massive boner that I could just barely keep hidden from the girls, but unfortunately they did notice it.

“Oh my god Lily I think Conner got a boner.” She said while trying to stifle a giggle.

“Really” Lily gasped a little to audibly.

“Yes I have a boner” I admitted ”Its cause that woman on the DVD looks a lot like you two do and the fact that your both cuddling up to me like puppies isn’t helping it either.”

“Aw poor Conner has a boner that needs help” Tina said

“Yep To bad were you step sisters or us three wouldn’t be virgins anymore” Lily said

The whole room went quiet except for the slapping and slurping noises coming from the TV. I looked at Lily and then down to her massive tits and she noticed this gesture before I could lift my eyes back to her face.
“Do you like my tits?” she asked me

“Yes” I said quickly

“Then let me show you” she said as she pulled off her top

They were the most glorious things I had ever seen. They were big but perky and had a globed shape to them. Her nipples were slightly cone shaped and had become hard from her arousal. I reached out and cupped one of them with my right hand and pinched her other nipple with my left. I tweaked and massaged her right breast while I slipped her left into my mouth. She moaned and her back arched pushing her breast into my mouth. A shiver ran down her body as I ran my tongue over her nipple. I
switched breasts just as she pushed my head away.

“We shouldn’t be doing this” she said

“We aren’t even related” I retorted

“That’s true.” she said and allowed me to continue.

As I continued to lick and suck her tits and out of the corner of my eye I spotted Tina slipping her hand into her pants while rubbing her breast through her shirt.

“Want me to help” I ask her

She just nods as I slip my hand into her pajama pants and down to her hot pussy. She gasps as I slip my two middle fingers into her hairless pussy. I quickly find her clit with my thumb and move it I circles. Her hips move in small lazy circles as I pump my hand in and out of her pussy I go back to Lily and put my hand into her pants and do the same to her she gasps louder than her sister and her hips instantly start to move in quick jerky movements. Her clit was harder to find but I got it and rubbed it with my thumb like her sister I turned to Tina and pushed my lips into hers, at first she resisted but she eventually let go and slipped her tongue into my mouth. I responded by pushing mine into hers and we kissed passionately until Lily grabbed my shoulder and pulled me away.

“Kiss me” she said and locked her lips onto mine.
We kissed back and forth until Lily suggested…

“Conner I want you to take my virginity” she said

“Yah me too” said Tina

“Ok but you have to promise not to tell anyone except Tiffany” I said

“Why just Tiffany?” they asked at the same time

“Because she’s sexy like you two and I want to fuck her too so tell her how good I was”

“Ok” Said Tina

“You got it” said Lily

With that we all headed downstairs into lily and Tina’s room. I sat down on Lily’s bed and Tina and Lily started to strip dance. Lily took off her jeans to reveal a pink thong with a wet playboy bunny over her pussy. She stripped this off to reveal her glistening cunt that was now literally dripping with her juices. Tina pulled off her top to reveal a pink bra that barely held her tits. She removed her pajama pants to reveal a white thong that had a ties on the sides like a bikini. She pulled off her bra and let her ample breast fall into their natural grapefruit shape. Then she removed her thong to reveal a pussy identical to her sisters only wetter and I looked as if her juices were flowing down her leg.

“Your turn.” Lily said

I stood up and took off my short to reveal my compact chest and abs, Lily had her eyes fixed on my stomach and crotch, I unzipped my jeans and pulled them down my legs and off my body. I reached for my boxers and saw Lily and Tina lean forward to get a better look, I pulled my boxers down slowly allowing them to drop to my feet and stepping out of them I said ”So what do you think”

“It’s huge” said Lily

“Oh my god it’s enormous.” Stated Tina.

With that Lily stepped forward and gripped the swollen head of my dick with her soft hand. A shiver ran up my spine a she began to slowly pump her hand up and down. With a moan I grabbed her left breast and began kneading and pulling it. Tina walked over and put my hand on her pussy and I slipped two of my fingers into her slippery cunt.

“Conner why are you so good at frigging us?” she asked

“I fingered two of my girlfriends and the first one taught me how to do it right.” I lied

“Well your girlfriend must have been Bi.”

“Why is that?”

“How else would she know how to finger so well” She said locking her lips to mine while thrusting her tongue into my mouth. This logic made absolutely no sense to me at the time. I continued to finger her while her sister ran her hand up and down my dick with increased speed. I grunted into Tina’s mouth as I felt my cum bubbling in my balls just waiting to swim through my dick and be free. Suddenly Lily stopped pumping.

“Conner, do you want to fuck my tits.” Lily asked

“Yes!” I gasped around Tina’s tongue

Tina released her grip on my tongue and allowed me to look down at my cock as Lily got on her knees. She gripped both of her tits and pressed them together, trapping my dick between her twin globes of glory. She slowly moved her tits up and down my cock that was now slick with pre cum. My fingers picked up the speed when I heard Tina gasp and thrust her hips toward my fingers. I pumped them in and out while resuming my clit rubbing with my thumb. Her legs turned to jelly as her first orgasm of the night rocked her body sending torrents of cum over my hand and down her legs. She gripped my shoulders to steady herself, her cunt muscles clamped down hard on my fingers.

“Holy fucking shit” she screamed

Lily picked up the pace and my cock moved in and out of sight between her tits. Grunting and panting with effort I thrust my hips toward her face.

“I’m gonna cum!!!” I yelled

“Do it on my tits” Lily screamed

I thrust my cock between her tits one last time and my balls clamped down hard squeezing ever last bit of cum onto Lily’s huge tits. Spurt after spurt shoots out of my cock landing on her face, tits and hair, it felt as if my body had been completely drained of fluid and I sat down heavily onto lily’s bed. Tina got down on her knees and looked at Lily.

“What does it taste like?”

“Its kindov sweet and salty at the same time”

“Let me try”

Tina bends over and licks Lily’s left breast. Brushing her tongue up and down and around her erect nipple. This elicits a groan from her and she pushes her chest into Tina’s mouth.

“Oh my god, that feels so good” Lily says

“I can make you feel better.” I said

“I bet you can”

“I will and all you have to do is get on top”

She looks at me questioningly and then the look of understanding dawns on her. I lie back onto the bed and move towards the headboard. Lily crawls from the floor to the mattress and raises above me in a standing position with her legs splayed apart.

“Are you ready?” she asks

“Yes” I Answer for the third time that night.

She gently lowers herself onto my cock. As her dripping pussy nears my cock it twitches and Tina giggles in the background. As the head touches her lips she gasps.

“It’s not even in yet” I said

“Ya but it feels so … electric”

She slowly lowers her cunt over my cock and stops at her hymen.

“This is gonna hurt isn’t it?” she asks

“A little then it feels good” Says Tiffany

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Samantha is caught after a night of sexytime with her neighbor.

The Adventures of Samantha Chapter 4: Caught

Sorry about the previous post of this story which got posted twice. Copy/paste fail! it has been requested to be deleted and should be taken down soon.

I also apologize for the short length of this chapter, think of it as a bridge to a whole lot more plot!

I realized that there is some discontinuity regarding Sam and her now-roommate Carly. I realize they weren’t roommates in the first couple chapters of the story, but they are now. Please just disregard this; it makes the story more interesting. You may also notice some other small differences; I try to reduce these but keep in mind that I’m making these stories up as I go along. I hadn’t thought it through at the time I wrote Part 1. These small differences will make the story more interesting. You’ll see!

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I laid in my bed, wearing nothing but my yellow nightie, which clung to my body at the certain places where Mark had cum just moments before. Still somehow unsatisfied, I felt my hands run down my body toward my soaked pussy. I teased my tender clit for a moment, but then, with two fingers, scooped out a huge amount of Mark’s jizz out of my cunt.

“Mmmmm”, I moaned. I couldn’t get enough of the taste. Combined with my own fluids, it tasted like heaven.

For the next 20 minutes, I tried as hard as I could to taste every last morsel of semen from my slit. Eventually, it was clear that I had salvaged all I could. For some reason, I needed more of the taste in my mouth. Tasting Mark’s cum was like a drug; the more I had, the more I seemed to want.

Eventually, when his seed seemed to run dry, I closed my eyes and inserted two fingers into my still sopping cunt and slowly fluttered my fingers back and forth. I was addicted to the feeling. I was sore from being fucked for the first time only minutes before, and my gentle fingering soothed my aches. I grew more and more relaxed and drifted off to sleep.

I awoke to a rattling of the doorknob and the brightness of the sun in my eyes. Apparently it was morning already.

“Hey girl, what–” she looked at me. “Fun night?” she started giggling uncontrollably.
I looked down to find two fingers still lodged in my pussy, my nightie hitched up to the bottoms of my tits, with white states splattered here and there.

I jumped and went to cover myself up, but I then realized that this was Carly here; there wasn’t really much of a point. I pulled the fingers out of my cunt and licked them clean.

“How was your night?” I asked, changing the subject.

“Oh you know, nothing too exciting, just fucked a man!” she squealed.

I jumped out of bed and hugged her as we squealed together. I didn’t think Carly would go through with it. We sat on my bed and she told me everything, how they drank half a bottle of vodka together as they watched a movie, how his hand slid slowly up her leg towards her crotch, how they hurriedly stripped each other and fucked like wild animals, how they fucked three times before going to bed.

“It must be his athlete’s endurance,” she giggled. “We even fucked one more time right before I left this morning.”

She stood up. She was still wearing the same tank top and tight jeans she wore to Colin’s last night.

“Needless to say I don’t feel very clean, so I’m gonna go jump in the shower.”

“Did you use condoms?”

“No, my mom had my sister when she was really young so she put me on the Nuva-ring before I came here. No babies for five years!” she giggled and made a fist pump.

I had stopped listening after the word “no”. I watched her pull off her jeans and tank top, and unclipped her bra, till she was standing just in her panties. She was searching for a towel in her closet when I got bold. I stood up and tiptoed behind her, and quickly yanked her panties down to her ankles.

“What the–”

She turned around. I was already on my knees.

“I want to taste you.” I flicked her clit with my tongue.

“But Sam–ahhh–Colin just came–oooooh–in me–ahhhhhh”

“I know. I want to taste him too.”

She took a step back so she could lean against a wall. I continued to attack her clit with my tongue and lips. I focused my attentions there. It wasn’t long before she was moaning uncontrollably, the legs she was standing on shaking uncontrollably. She started to slide down the wall and onto the floor.

I didn’t stop there. I scooted back to accommodate her new position, which was sitting on the floor with her back against the wall. I began to lick the entire length of her cunt, from front to back. I loved the taste of her, and I was beginning to taste the familiar taste of a man’s cum. This awoke something inside me. I thrust three fingers into my own cunt and two fingers on my other hand into Carly. I flicked her clit with my tongue and scooped a warm glob of Colin’s cum out of her cunt.

Carly couldn’t catch her breath; she was gasping for air as she came over and over again. I took a break from licking her and slurped up Colin’s cum from my fingers.

“Mmmm, his cum tastes so good.” I told her. She responded with another moan.

One or two more globs later, I finally let Carly breathe. I pulled myself away from her and pulled the fingers out of my pussy. Her eyes were beginning to open and her breathing began to steady. I held one of my fingers under her nose and her eyes snapped open. She looked at me hungrily and took the finger into her mouth, sucking on it.

“Mmmm”, she whispered.

I smiled and stepped back, pulled my little nightie off of me. Her eyes followed me, but she didn’t get up, apparently too weak to move.

“I’m going to go get a shower, I think. I was pretty dirty last night too.” I put the two other fingers I’d just removed from my pussy and sucked on them, enjoying my taste again.

I grabbed one of my towels, wrapped it around myself, and walked down the hallway to the women’s bathroom. The bathroom had three shower stalls and a few toilets; there were a few for each gender on each floor.

I turned the water on as hot as it got and stepped in, reminiscing about what a crazy night and morning it’d been. In the course of about 12 hours, I had made two people cum and had two boys’ semen in my belly. I had developed quite the hunger for man cum; the smell, taste consistency… something about it just made me feel high.

I considered masturbating again, but since I’d essentially been abusing my clit for the past 12 hours, I decided against it. I felt myself wishing for another helping of hot cum. Then, I realized I could have it whenever I wanted.

I imagined myself with an enormous dick, exceeding 12 inches and too wide for me to handle with one hand. I imagined a pair of fairly large balls. After few seconds, I felt the water flowing over my new body part.

My imagination was impressive. My new cock was easily bigger than anything I’d seen in real life or on a computer screen. It was smooth, hairless, and stood tall against my belly. It reached a couple inches past my belly button, leaving only a couple inches between it and the bottoms of my B-cup tits.

Hmm, why not make those tits D cups? I was in the shower, after all; I could do whatever I wanted. I imagined my tits engorging, and sure enough, there they were. My dime-sized areolas didn’t look quite right against my new big tits, but I didn’t really care. Aside from my new tits and cock, I looked like Sam.

I reached down and played with my balls, which ran a shiver down my legs. i used my other hand to tease the bottom of my shaft. I sighed, then moved my first and to my shaft and started stroking with both hands.

It wasn’t long before I felt something boiling in my abdomen, and I had to lean back against the wall for support as my knees fluttered. My cock exploded in white juice like a fountain at Bellagio or Old Faithful. The first shot fired out of my cock, shooting as high as eye level. Some landed on my chest and began rolling down my tits; most hit the floor. The subsequent shots plastered my belly and the undersides of my tits.

I was groaning like mad; the feeling of release was too much for my body to handle. I let go of my still-hard shaft and scooped as much cum as I could off of my body and hungrily licked it off of my hand. I savored the warmth as it flowed into my belly… I was really getting addicted to this.

My other hand was already working my shaft again. It wasn’t long before I felt the buildup again, and I started to moan again. I stroked harder and faster, panting wildly, pushing myself over the edge.

“Ahh, ahh, ahhh!!” I gasped.

At the exact moment, I saw the shower curtain open. Carly was standing there, smiling as naked as I left her. Then she looked down, and I saw the shock wash over her face.

“AHHHH!” I moaned, and she screamed.

Jizz unloaded from my cock, even harder than before. I couldn’t cover myself up.

“Sam, what the FUCK? “ Cum was erupting from my cock. I tried like hell to imagine myself as normal, but it was no use. Semen was spurting from me, firing into the wall, making a sound like a pressure washer as I tried to hide myself from Carly.

“WHAT THE FUCK SAM!?”

I heard urgent footsteps. I turned around to see her walk out of the bathroom, practically running out of the women’s bathroom.

Well, shit.

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