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19 year old Cassandra wishes to seduce her best friend’s hot mother, and the naughty futa-fairy is eager to answer her desire!

The Futa Fairy – Futa’s Hot MILF Wish
Chapter One: Cassandra’s MILF Desire
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

“Oh, my god, Cassandra, check out what Deidre posted on her Facebook page,” Lana, my best friend, said. “It’s a pic of her and her sister with their cheeks pressed together, looking so happy. Oh, god, it’s so corny. ‘Closest sisters in the world,’ it says.”

“Really?” I said with a giggle, reaching for my phone beside me to check out the post. Deidre had gotten real weird the last few weeks of school, spending all the time with her younger sister, Keily. And now that summer break was on, it was impossible to get her to do anything.

Lana and I both giggled as we stared at her Facebook timeline. It was full of pictures of Deidre and Keily. The chaise lounge chair I sat on creaked as I shifted my bikini-clad body. I was over at Lana’s house, my best friend and next door neighbor, sunning in her backyard beside the pool. It was a summer tradition we had been doing since we were kids. And now that we were nineteen, the pair of us celebrating our birthdays last month, it was vital we kept it up.

We had to look hot. Of course, Lana and I had different reasons for wanting to look hot.

And we did look hot. We were both gorgeous, with long legs and breasts, though mine were larger and rounder, but she had a nice pair of conical mounds. Our bellies were flat. She had gorgeous, blonde hair, and I had my fiery locks that I kept clear of my shoulders so they would tan properly. Our bikinis were tiny, little triangles to cover our naughty bits and not much else. Maximizing the amount of skin the Washington’s summer sun could bathe.

“I can’t wait for the slumber party tomorrow,” Lana said. “Even if we can’t get Deidre to come. And, frankly, she’d probably drag her bratty sister with her. But the others are all in. It will be a blast. Daddy’s even going to be out of town, so it’s only Mom we have to get around. And she’s such a heavy sleeper.”

I tingle washed through me. Lana wanted to look hot for boys, and I pretended that, too, but my true passions lay with Mrs. Teller, Lana’s mother.

Alessa Teller was just a perfect woman. She was a blonde goddess, her body so curvy and mature, her breasts so large and soft. She always had this sultry smile. And the way she moved… Unlike my other friends moms, or even my own, she hadn’t let herself go. She still had long hair and a tight body. I had seen her jog so many times in those skin-tight shorts.

The first time I ever masturbated was to Mrs. Teller. I just happened to glance out my bedroom window and into hers. There she was, naked and masturbating on her bed, having forgotten to close her shades. Just seeing those lush mounds awakened something in me. A fire that had grown hotter and hotter as I aged.

Sometimes, I wondered if I was still friends with the pushy Lana just so I could hang around and ogle her mother. I especially wondered that when Lana was being condescending or homophobic. And right now she was being kinda a cunt about Deidre and her sister. I thought it was kinda cute that they were so close now.

Lana was still prattling on and on about Deidre being so weird when the goddess herself emerged from the house. The whisk of the sliding glass door snapped my attention from my phone. Mrs. Teller emerged, wearing a blue bikini, not as skimpy as ours, but the cups strained to hold her bouncing breasts as she sauntered out to join us.

Instantly, my pussy clenched and soaked my bikini bottoms. My nipples hardened, poking at my top. My cheeks flushed. I tried not to drool as her hips rolled from side to side, her long legs so gorgeous. I wanted to lick up them and reach their apex. To push aside that Lycra triangle and lick and nuzzle at her pussy.

My thighs pressed together.

“Hi, girls,” she said in that purring tone of hers. It was like she knew I lusted after her and had to tease me by sounding just so hot and throaty and wanton, like the women in the lesbian pornos I masturbated too. I loved MILF seducing younger women porn, especially when the MILF’s were blonde.

“Hi, Mom,” Lana said without looking up at her mother.

“Hi, Mrs. Teller,” I croaked as she sauntered by and reached the chaise lounge on the other side of Lana, sitting down and snagging the tanning lotion.

“Wonderful day for sunning, isn’t it?”

I nodded my head, my pussy on fire. I couldn’t sit her and watch her rub tanning lotion across her lush body. Just seeing her start on her arms, making her tan-golden skin glisten sent ripples of heat through me. My hands clenched, my desires burning so hot for her.

“I have to use the restroom,” I squeaked, popping to my feet.

“Kay,” Lana said, still looking at her phone.

Mrs. Teller just smiled at me. Then I fled, my bare feet slapping on the wooden decking around their pool as I raced to their house, pushing open the sliding glass door and darting inside. It wasn’t much cooler indoors. Like most houses in Western Washington, the Tellers didn’t have AC.

My feet slapped across the hardwood floors as I raced for the upstairs window. My heart beat so fast, my bikini bottoms hugging tight to my wet pussy. My red hair flounced behind me as I took the stairs two at a time. I reached the landing, darting to the my right and crashing through the bathroom door. I slammed it shut and went straight for the window.

I peered out of the round opening and shivered as Mrs. Teller rubbed the tanning lotion on her thighs. My hands shot down to my bikini bottoms and shoved the stretchy material out of my way. I rubbed my shaved flesh and found my wet folds.

“Yes,” I hissed, my cheeks flushed. My fingers plunged into my pussy. I was a virgin, but my hymen was broken early on in my gymnastic career. “Mrs. Teller!”

My masturbation was frantic, fast, my heart racing as I watched the MILF slather her body in the tanning lotion. She stroked her sleek legs, rubbing up her inner thighs right to the edge of her bikini, coming so close to touching that wonderful place. My pussy clenched on my fingers as she worked on the other leg.

I wanted to touch her so badly. Several times I had rubbed tanning lotion on her back when she asked, stroking her flesh, aching to be bold enough to reach down and slip my fingers beneath her bikini bottoms to grip her ass or to reach around and squeeze her breasts.

But fear always held me back.

“Oh, Mrs. Teller, cover that hot body,” I moaned, two fingers plunging in and out of my depths, stirring my hot flesh with such passion. “Oh, yes. Mmm, now rub up to those tits. Cover your stomach.”

My clit throbbed as the fingers from my left hand rubbed at it, the right plunging faster and faster into my pussy. My toes curled against the linoleum. My nipples ached in my bikini top. My breasts jiggled as my body trembled. Every thrust of my fingers, pretending they were Mrs. Teller’s, sent pleasure shooting through my body.

“Mmm, I would treat that body right,” I moaned. “I would love it.”

Her hands worked up her stomach, oiling her flesh, reaching for her bikini top. Her breasts heaved and jiggled as she worked, straining to break free of the constraining bikini top. I imagined them naked, tanned golden brown like the rest of her, her nipples thick and fast, just perfect for sucking on.

I would love her body. I would suck and nurse and nibble on her nipples. My pussy clenched harder on my plunging fingers. My clit ached and throbbed. Pleasure shot through me as I rubbed and frigged myself faster and faster. My breath squeaked out of me.

“Mrs. Teller! I’ll love you. I’ll lick your pussy. I’ll even fuck it. I’ll buy a strap-on and fuck your pussy so hard. Harder than Mr. Teller even would. You’d love me. I know you would.”

Fantasies danced through my mind as I masturbated so hard. Mrs. Teller lying on her bed, her legs spread wide, her pussy covered by a her blonde bush, fingers beckoning. I had a fleshy dildo thrusting from my groin, strapped to me.

Fuck me, Cassandra, the MILF moaned in my imagination. Please, please, I need you. I need to feel that big cock fucking me. My husband doesn’t please me.

“I will, Mrs. Teller,” I promised as she coated the exposed parts of her breasts with the tanning lotion, fingers dipping down between her mounds.

I focused on my fantasy, ripples of pleasure washing through me as I came closer and closer to my orgasm. My body trembled as in my fantasy, I advanced on her. She pulled me to her, guiding the dildo to her pussy.

Fuck me, Cassandra!

“Yes,” I hissed, closing my eyes, capturing her beauty, the wanton delight in her blue eyes, her heaving breasts as I slammed the dildo into her, her arms pulling me down for a hot kiss, her breasts rubbing on mine while I pumped my cock in and out of her pussy.

My cunt clenched on my digits. I imagined they were my cock fucking her pussy, feeling how tight and wet and silky she was. My clit ached and throbbed. My head arched backward. My body trembled as the rapture built. Juices dribbled down my thighs.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned. “Oh, Mrs. Teller, your pussy’s so hot. So tight.”

Your cock’s so big. Love me! Make me cum!

“I will, Mrs. Teller,” I moaned, wishing for it to be true so badly.

My fingers plunged into my pussy’s depths. My back arched. Pleasure exploded through me. My pussy spasmed on my digits. My clit throbbed against my clit. My head leaned against the glass window as the rapture flooded through my body.

My eyes fluttered. My forehead squeaked as it slid across the cool surface of the glass. My body trembled as my orgasm peaked in me. I shivered, smiling, buzzing with delight. I stared down at the MILF, aching for my fantasies to become realities and…

Where was Lana?

Footsteps slapped up the stairs. I whipped my head around, pulling my fingers out of my pussy as they stopped at the door. “Are you still in there, Cassandra?”

“Yes?” I answered, flushing.

“Who are you masturbating too?” Lana asked with a giggle.

“Oh, my god, Lana,” I gasped, my cheeks burning. “I’m so not doing that.”

“Riiiight,” Lana laughed. “Is it Jason? Or Brian? Ooh, Conner. God, he’s so cute.”

“I’m not masturbating,” I said again, grabbing toilet paper and wiping my fingers. “Just got lost on Facebook while peeing.”

“Gross! You stare at your phone on the toilet? That’s what guys do.”

I dabbed at my shaved vulva then threw the toilet paper into the toilet and flushed. I washed my hands for good measure. I hoped that it didn’t smell too much like hot pussy in here. I opened the door and blinked.

Lana held a large, green envelope in her hand, the address on the front written in flowing, cursive script, the ink silver. She arched an eyebrow, turning the letter around. There was a wax seal keeping the envelope shut.

“This is so weird,” Lana said, shoving the letter at me. “Look.”

To: Miss Cassandra Riley

The Upstairs Bathroom

1012 Polk St

Parkland, WA, 98444

“The fuck,” I said. “Why is it addressed to me but has your address?” I was 1016.

“Weirder, they knew you were in the bathroom not masturbating,” Lana said, her blue eyes sparkling.

“Is this a joke?” I asked, glancing at the return address:

From: Leanan Sidhe

The Aviary

1 Summer Lane

Phoenix, Arizona 85009

“Leanan Sidhe?” I asked Lana. “Where did you come up with that?”

“I didn’t. Mom had me check the mail and that was in the mailbox.” Lana shook her head. “This is so weird. Who do you know in Phoenix?”

“No one,” I said.

“Well, are you going to open it?”

“What’s inside?” I gave her a suspicious look.

Lana shrugged. “I really don’t know. I didn’t do this. I promise.” She crossed her heart above her bikini top. “See.”

“Okay,” I said slowly. My thumb cracked the seal. “But if there’s anything weird in here…” I arched an eyebrow.

“It won’t be my fault,” she protested.

I pulled out the letter and glitter spilled out with it, coating my fingers. I unfurled the letter, which looked written on old fashion paper. It wasn’t computer paper or notebook paper, but thicker and with a yellow tinge to it. I unfolded it and saw more of the silver cursive. It was so neat, even beautiful, like something written two hundred years ago.

My dearest Miss Cassandra Riley,

I am writing to you in regards to your wish that you most fervently expressed. I recognize the desire bursting in your heart. I know that you believe it to be the most wicked in nature, but I assure you, I find it beautiful.

Which is why I am writing you this letter expressing my deepest desire to make your wish come true. Like you, I have burned for the charms of an older lover. The same heat that ignited your nethers burns within mine. Oh, how I sang with the birds as I experienced my own shuddering delight from the force of your pleasure.

So expect my visit tonight, my dearest Miss Cassandra, and know that your deepest wish shall be granted.

Yours in fellowship,

Leanan Sidhe

Esq. of Summer

“Well?” Lana asked.

My cheeks were beat red. How did this Leanan Sidhe know that I lusted after Mrs. Teller? There was no way Lana would have written this. She would think it was gross. I had the hots for her mom. Lana pretended she was supportive of LGBT persons in public, but we were close, and she had made clear her disgust of lesbians many times.

She wouldn’t turn my desires into a prank.

“Just…a prank,” I said. “Like I thought. I bet Marissa or Kelly sent it. They know I’m here almost every day.”

“But in the bathroom?” Lana frowned.

“They got lucky?” I guessed, holding the letter to my chest.

“Well, can I see it?” she asked.

“No!” I gasped.

She snatched it out of my hands, the paper partially ripping. Her eyes widened as she read it. “Ooh, who’s this older lover you have a crush on. Is it Marrissa’s dad? God, he’s such a hunk. I’d let him give me a mustache ride.”

“Yeah,” I lied, my cheeks flushing. Marrissa’s dad kind of looked like Tom Selleck, complete with the thick mustache. “That’s it.”

“That’s who you were masturbating to?” Lana asked. “You should really spray the Febreze after you finish. You must have been sooooo wet.”

“Oh, god,” I groaned, cheeks flushing.

“The rest of this is weird,” Lana said. “Do you think they’re coming over tonight?”

“I don’t know,” I said, trembling. I had no idea what to make about the letter. Who was this Leanan Sidhe? And what made her a lawyer for summer. My dad was a lawyer, and he had esquire at the end of his name on all his business cards.

How could this Leanan Sidhe make my dreams come true. And why was she masturbating in an aviary? Wasn’t that like a bird cage or something. Lana dragged me downstairs to the pool away from her mother to gossip about Marrissa’s dad.

I had to keep lying, pretending about all the things I liked about him.

“What are you two girls talking about?” Mrs. Teller asked at one point. “Boys?”

“Men,” Lana answered. “Cassandra desires an older lover.”

My cheeks burned.

“Oh, I remember those desires when I was your age,” Mrs. Teller smiled as she stood up, stretching. “I’m going to start on dinner. Are you staying, Cassandra?”

I nodded quickly, trying not to stare as she sauntered by. Her bikini had ridden into the crack of her butt, showing more of her flesh. I wanted to fix her bottoms, to slide my fingers beneath her cloth and feel the silk of her ass.

“My god, just imagine that mustache rubbing on your pussy,” Lana moaned. “You’re shaved, right?”

I nodded my head, imagining a different mouth to ride upon.

I enjoyed dinner, then Lana and I settled down on the couch, watching TV, changed into clothing that hid a bit more of our flesh than our bikinis—a tennis skirt and tank top for me, a belly shirt and jean shorts for her. We found a raunchy comedy to watch while her parents went upstairs.

At some point, I found myself getting tired. I leaned onto the couch’s arm, dozing off as Bridesmaids played. The letter sprang back into my mind. Who had written it? How had they known I was here? In the bathroom?

Where they really coming?

Why?

But I was too tired to really ponder these questions. My eyes closed, the movie fading into the background along with my questions of the mysterious letter writer. Those questions really didn’t matter right now. I sank down into my dreams.

And to the chirping of birds.

They sang around me, forming complex harmonies of such breathtaking beauty. I opened my eyes and found a garden of unsurpassed beauty around me. Vibrant-green plants grew thick like a jungle, trees with broad canopies rising around me. Flowering bushes and vines splashed color everywhere. Blues, purples, oranges, reds, yellows. They perfumed the air with such sweetness. I smiled, staring at it all as I sat up. Above the trees, I could see a silver frame forming hexagonal panes of glass, forming a dome around the gardens.

And then, in the trees, I caught fluttering movement. The songbirds serenading me moved about on the twigs. Some had dull feathers, brown or blacks, but others were colorful, with exciting plumages flashing through the green leaves as they shifted around, chirping their songs. There must be over a hundred species of songbirds in the aviary.

“One-hundred-and-twenty-three,” a girlish voice said from behind me.

I spun around. Blinked. Even for a dream, I wasn’t expecting the figure hovering in the air between a flowering bush and a small pond. Her wings were a gossamer blur, buzzing like hummingbird wings. She was naked, her body petite, almost childish, but there was nothing childish about her silver eyes.

They were ancient.

I trembled as they arrested my gaze. I felt so small, so insignificant, a little blip in existence before something as old as our sun. Something that measured life in quantities that I couldn’t even comprehend.

And then I realized that she was naked.

Really naked.

Her breasts were small mounds, just budding from her chest and topped by pink nipples. Her hair fell in a curtain of green about her shoulders and breasts, the color of the vibrant ground cover I sat upon before her. My eyes descended her body to her boyish hips and the sweep of her hips funneling me right towards her hairless pussy.

And her huge cock.

I blinked.

A huge cock.

The beautiful fairy hovering before me had a cock.

“How did I dream you up?” I gasped, so certain this had to be a dream.

She laughed and the birds trilled with her. “Your imagination did not conjure my aspect, my dearest Miss Cassandra. I am sure if you had, I would be far more amply curved like the ravishing Mrs. Teller.”

I blushed, images of the buxom MILF flashing through my mind, my pussy getting so wet and itchy and…

I was naked. I could feel the ground cover’s small leaves tickling my ass and my shaved pussy. My hands leaped to my breasts, covering them while I squeezed my thighs shut. My cheeks must be as crimson as my hair right now.

“Such maidenly bashfulness is not required, my dear Miss Cassandra,” the fairy purred, her wings humming louder. “Though the color blossoming across your cheeks is most becoming.”

“What is going on?” I blurted out. “Who are you? Why do you have a cock? And wings? You’re a fairy. Right? Why do fairy’s have dicks? Where is this? Is this a dream? It has to be dream. I’m asleep on Mrs. Teller’s couch.”

“You are, indeed, asleep on the buxom Mrs. Teller’s couch,” agreed the fairy. “And as to whom I am, I thought that would be so very clear. Did you not receive the letter I sent you? Did you not read its words of promise that I am here to deliver.”

“Letter… You’re Leanan Sidhe? What kinda of lawyer appears naked in my dreams with fairy wings and a cock!”

“Esquire used to mean something far more grand than the prosaic and mundane profession of lawyer,” sighed the fairy. “The Queen of Summer and the Seelie Court of the Tuatha de Danaan herself bestowed the title upon my slender shoulders.”

I blinked at the words. A fairy was in my dreams. Wow, I had a wild imagination. I mean, I gave her a cock. Why would I do that?

“I have a cock because that is my nature.” She lifted her erection, flashing the folds of her pussy tight between her thighs and wrapped about her cock. Like it thrust from where her clit would be. “And, as you can see, I also have a most succulent cunny. One which is dewed by my desire to aid you and see your dearest wish come true.”

“Wish?”

She sighed. “My dear Miss Cassandra, you know the wish I speak of. You wish to have sexual congress with the mother of your best friend. To feel her big, bountiful breasts, to taste the delights of her pussy. To heave in passion with her as you penetrate her over and over, violating the vows of her marriage, savoring the delights of your older lover until you both explode in a effervescent wave of rapture.”

A hot shiver washed through me. I pictured myself kissing Mrs. Teller, her big boobs pressed to my round, nineteen-year-old tits, our pussies grinding together, our orgasms bursting through us. She would be so hot and silky and wonderful against me. We would heave in such passion together.

“Yes,” I swallowed. “I do want that.”

“Excellent,” she clapped. “And as to what I am, beside a Seelie Fey, is a futanari. Or futa for short. It was coined by the Japanese, and I prefer it to other terms. It sounds so much more elegant to me than hermaphrodite or dickgirl.” She shuddered at the last one. “Don’t you agree?”

“Futa,” I said, swallowing. “Okay. You’re a futa. A girl with a cock and pussy. And you’re a fairy.”

“A futa-fairy, my dear Miss Cassandra,” she said with such pride, her voice bubbling with girlish excitement that belied the ancientness of her eyes. “And one who is here to make such a sweet bargain with you.”

She buzzed forward and alighted on the ground before me, her cock bobbing inches from my mouth. I had never been much for boys, but this cock was so…hypnotic. My eyes locked onto it as it swayed before me, clear liquid beading on the tip. Precum. The crown was spongy, a darker pink than the rest of her shaft, and throbbed with her dick’s twitches.

I licked my lips, the sudden urge to suck her cock shooting through me. I looked up at the fairy, her small breasts rising and falling as she smiled down at me. I shivered, my pussy clenching. I wiggled, rubbing my snatch into the ground cover, savoring the soft caress of the small leaves and flowers beneath me while the birds sang louder above.

“What a sweet song they make,” the fairy said, lifting her eyes to the trees, “serenading us as we make our deal.”

“Deal?”

“I grant you your deepest desire, and one day, perhaps, I will ask a tiny favor of you.” Her dick swayed before me, attracting my eyes again. “Doesn’t that sound wonderful? You get the delights of the buxom Mrs. Teller.”

“She’ll really be mine?” This was such a crazy dream I am having.

“She will truly be yours. And you will gain so much more.” Her dick moved an inch closer. “All I need is to be pleasured. Is to be loved by you, my dear Miss Cassandra. See how turgid I am. Ever since your desire reached me, I have been aroused. Can you smell me?”

I inhaled, shivering at the scent of her sweet musk. I licked my lips. I loved tasting my own pussy, savoring the tart flavor. And this smelled even better. My mouth watered. I had to pleasure her, and she would make my dreams come true.

Even if this wasn’t real, I was eager to enjoy this crazy sex dream of mine. And if it was…

“You accept?”

“I do,” I moaned and leaned forward, dipping beneath her cock to nuzzle my face into her pussy.

“Oh, yes, my dear Miss Cassandra,” she moaned as my tongue slid through the folds of her snatch.

I was licking my first pussy. Maybe it was only a dream pussy, but it felt so hot and wet and silky on my lips. My tongue dragged through it while her girl-cock twitched and throbbed on my forehead. My tongue flicked and fluttered through her, lapping at her folds, drinking her sweet juices leaking out of her snatch.

My body burned. This was so hot. My thighs squeezed so tight together, my poor clit aching, as I worshiped her pussy. I dived into her folds, licking, nuzzling, wanting to devour every inch of her. I had to eat her. I had to make her cum. To explode.

Her wings fluttered louder, buzzing, humming as her excitement built. Her hands slid up her body, cupping her small tits as my tongue wiggled deeper and deeper into her pussy. Her juices trickled down my face.

“Oh, my dear, sweet Miss Cassandra,” she groaned. “Oh, yes, savor my pussy. Mmm, you are such a good girl. Oh, I am so glad you accepted my bargain.”

“Me, too,” I moaned into her hot flesh, my tongue licking.

Sticky precum dripped into my hair, soaking through my curls to my scalp. I shuddered, feeling the cock throb on my forehead. My eyes focused on the fleshy shaft as I tongued her pussy. Curiosity built in me.

What would it be like to suck a girl’s cock? I would never suck a boy’s, but…

My tongue slid through her folds and brushed the base of her shaft. I kept licking, dragging my tongue up her shaft. Her skin tasted salty good with lingering traces of her sweet pussy. Her wings hummed and fluttered as I climbed higher and higher. I reached where her futa-cock’s crown started, my tongue caressing at the underside.

“Oh, yes, my sweet Miss Cassandra,” she moaned. “Oh, that is so good. The frenulum is such a sensitive part of a dick.”

My tongue caressed the edge of the crown then flicked higher, brushing her sticky precum. Salty delight coated my tongue. My pussy clenched as I savored the flavor. My tongue flicked higher, bushing the crown, her precum staining my tongue.

Oh, that was so nice.

I shivered, my pussy clenched as my tongue swirled over her crown, making the fairy twitch and moan while my cunt grew hotter and hotter. I wanted to feel this in me. I opened my mouth, sucking on the tip, and wished it was in my pussy instead.

I stared up at her silver eyes, moaning as I sucked, burning with such desire for her. My tongue swirled about her dick. My cheeks hollowed as I sucked. Her precum poured out of her cock. It coated my tongue in creamy delight. I swallowed it, shivering, the heat growing and growing in my pussy.

“Oh, you are so eager for my dick,” grinned the futa-fairy. “You want me to be inside you, sliding and pumping away at your eager pussy. Mmm, the sweet delight we shall create.”

She pulled out of my mouth, her cock dripping with precum and desire. She stroked it as I gasped and heaved, staring up at her, my thighs so slick with my pussy juices. My nipples ached. I understood without being told.

I stretched out on my back on the ground cover, staring up at the flowered canopy overhead. Birds sang louder and louder, feeding on our passion. They serenaded us. Their beautiful music relaxed away in fear at the size of the futa-fairy’s cock penetrating my pussy.

It would feel so good.

“Oh, you are such a ravishing creature, my dear Miss Cassandra,” Leanan Sidhe moaned as my thighs parted, exposing my pussy. “And you have embraced the most wicked and modern custom of pubic hair styling. I love the strip of fire leading to your eager quim.”

“Thanks,” I gasped as she fell to her knees between my spread open legs. She leaned forward, her tongue dragging up my thigh right to my pussy.

“Yes!” I hissed as her tongue slid through my folds.

It was amazing. Her tongue was so soft and light, dancing across my shaved vulva and dipping into my virgin slit. Other than my fingers and tampons, nothing had been in my pussy. No tongue from another woman, or futa, no other fingers, and certainly no cocks or dildos.

My toes curled into the soft ground cover, my knees, bent, swaying back and forth. I trembled. My hands grasping my round breasts, squeezing them. My fingers slid up to the pinnacle, squeezing my hard nipples. I tugged on them.

“Mmm, such a sweet delight,” she purred as she slid up my body. “But you burn for my cock. That is the congress you yearn for right now.”

“Yes,” I gasped, figuring congress was an old-fashion term for fucking. “Yes, yes! Ram that girl-dick into my pussy! I want to be fucked by a futa-fairy!”

Her smile beamed across her girlish face sticky with my juices. She leaned down, her tongue licking my nipple as her cock nudged at my pussy. She was over me, her wings buzzing behind her in eager anticipation. She slid her cock up and down my pussy, making me twitch and moan. My eyes rolled back into my head.

She thrust.

Her wings buzzed.

My pussy stretched about her huge cock. My eyes widened. I gasped in sheer delight as the burning friction in my pussy sent waves of hot bliss rippling through my body. My cunt clenched on her invading cock, hugging it, embracing it, savoring every inch of its girth and length diving deeper and deeper into my snatch.

“My dear, sweet Miss Cassandra,” moaned the futa-fairy, her face twisting with pleasure. “Oh, your sweet quim is so hot about my turgid cock.”

“Yes!” I hissed, my hips wiggling. It was amazing. Stupendous. And then she drew back and thrust in again. My eyes widened so large at the swell of pleasure washing through me.

A girl with a cock was fucking me.

The futa-fairy kissed me, her lips wet with my tart passion. I grabbed her ass, feeling the muscles in her cute tush flex as she drew back her hips and drove her cock over and over into me. I shivered, clenching down with my pussy as she plowed into me.

It was amazing. A thrill that made masturbation pale in comparison. My pussy embraced her cock, squeezing and clenching, increasing the friction as I shuddered beneath her. My clit throbbed against her pubic bone every time she drove into me. Our tongues met, dancing together as we heaved and moaned.

Her wings hummed louder and louder as her hips pumped faster and faster. I moaned into her kiss. My nipples throbbed as they brushed hers. She felt so warm and silky a top me. Her fingers caressed my sides.

She broke the kiss. “Yes, yes, can you feel it, my sweet and dear Miss Cassandra? The connection forming. Our bargain growing.”

“Yes,” I gasped. “I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum so hard on your futa-dick.”

“Enjoy that moment. Savor it.” Her cock slammed so deep. “Embrace it, my dear Miss Cassandra.”

“I will!” I howled as she drove her cock so deep into me.

My clit throbbed against her pubic bone. Her dick caressed every inch of my pussy. My thighs locked about her hips. My fingers dug into her flexing ass. Pleasure swelled in the depths of my pussy.

I came.

I screamed out with the birds chirping above. My pussy convulsed on her huge cock, milking it as I thrashed and trembled. My nipples rubbed on her small, firm breasts and brushed her hard nubs, adding such sweet delight to the pleasure rushing out of my pussy.

Delight burst through me. It reached my mind. Such ecstasy bathed me. I groaned, my thighs tightening harder, my pussy milking her cock. The futa-fairy trembled atop me as she moaned out her pleasure.

And came in me, moaning my name.

My eyes widened. “What’s that flooding me?”

“My futa-seed,” she moaned. “The physical exchange of our bargain.”

“But there’s more than cum flooding me,” I gasped, feeling the liquid squirts splashing in my depths and something else. Energy. Heat. It rushed through my cumming pussy shooting straight for my clit.

“Your gift, my dear Miss Cassandra,” she grinned, her silver eyes shiny with passion. Her cock spurted again and again, adding more and more energy that rushed to my clit. “Enjoy it!”

And then my clit swelled. I felt it growing, pressing against the futa-fairy’s belly. I groaned in shock as my clit became my dick. My eyes widened as it grew thicker, harder. It throbbed between our bellies.

“You made me into a futa?”

“I did, my dear Miss Cassandra,” she purred, sliding down my body.

I groaned as her dick plopped out of my wet pussy followed by a flood of her futa-cum. She grasped my cock, stroking it as she brought it to her lips. She opened wide and engulfed my dick like I had sucked on hers earlier.

“Holy fucking shit!” I screamed at the shock of pleasure.

My cum-filled pussy clenched as she sucked my new futa-cock. Her tongue swirled around the tip, teasing it while her cheeks hollowed. Pressure deep inside my groin, like maybe in my ovaries, built and built. Something wanted to escape.

My own futa-cum.

“This can’t be real,” I groaned, squirming, my pussy clenching, my dick throbbing in her wonderful mouth.

Her silver eyes locked on mine as she sucked, her hand stroking my shaft. My ovaries ached. The futa-cum building in them wanted to explode out of me. Needed to explode out of me. My back arched, my breasts heaving.

“I’m going to cum!” I panted, squirming. It felt so intense. Something so different than anything else I had ever experienced.

“You’re having a dream,” the futa-fairy somehow said while sucking on my cock. Only her voice sounded mature instead of girlish. “Cassandra, honey, you’re dreaming.”

The pressure built and built. My body shook. I felt hands on my shoulders. My eyes fluttered. Darkness swallowed the world around me. The futa-fairy sucked hard one final time as I bucked and moaned.

My eyes opened.

Mrs. Teller stood over me, wearing a mauve bathrobe in the dark living room. My dick ached so badly as I shook and thrashed. I whimpered, my ovaries on the verge of cumming. My thighs kicked out, my skirt riding up.

My dick popped out of them, thrusting out through the legband of my panties.

“Cassandra, honey,” Mrs. Teller said, her blonde hair swaying loose about her beautiful face, her big breasts straining against her robe. “Are you…?” Her eyes widened. “Is that a cock?”

“Yes!” I panted, my pussy clenching. The cum in my ovaries rushed to the tip. “I’m cumming!”

And then Mrs. Teller did something that I think shocked her more than me. Her head lunged down and engulfed the tip of my cock. My eyes widened as I felt the MILF’s lips lock about my dick. My futa-dick throbbed in her hot mouth.

I came.

“Yes,” I hissed.

Cum boiled out of my ovaries. The futa-jizz shot out of my cock into the MILF’s hungry mouth. My pussy spasmed. Every eruption sent bucking pleasure through my body. It was so different than cumming as a woman. This was so much more direct. Intense. The pleasure didn’t linger but shot through my body in an instant.

The MILF swallowed. I heard every greedy gulp. Her throat working as I squirmed and gasped. Her hand grasped my cock, stroking it while I squirmed on the couch, my head resting on the arm, the cushions groaning beneath me.

“Mrs. Teller,” I moaned as the final blast of my cum shot into her mouth, my body flushed beneath my clothing.

Her mouth popped off my dick. The kitchen light was on, spilling golden through the darkness of the living room. Her eyes were wide. A drop of my cum dribbled down her cheeks. She shivered, licking her lips.

“I…” She shuddered. “Why did I do that? I didn’t want you to make a mess. But… Why…? And you have a cock.” Her hand squeezed it. “You have a cock, Cassandra. Oh, my god. And it’s…huge.” Her eyes widened. “And it’s still so hard.”

She stroked it, making me squirm. “Mrs. Teller,” I moaned. “I had a dream and…”

My words became a groan as her thumb rubbed across the tip.

“You have a cock and you’re still hard.” She shivered and then she straddled me, her thighs peeking out of the bottom of her robe. Her breasts jiggled beneath it, struggling to burst free. The knot holding it closed was tied loosely, stretching as she guided the cock to her pussy.

“Mrs. Teller?” I gasped.

“Shhh,” she hissed. “My husband and daughter are asleep upstairs. But I need this. I haven’t cum in so long on a dick. Please, Cassandra.”

“Yes,” I nodded, my eyes wide, my heart racing.

And then my best friend’s mom, the MILF I had been lusting after for years, sank her pussy down my new girl-dick. My eyes widened at the sheer thrill of a hot pussy engulfing my dick. She was so tight and hot and silky. The pleasure was indescribable. My back arched, the couch creaking beneath me as more and more of her pussy sank down my dick.

Until she had taken me to the root.

She let out a throaty moan, squirming on my dick. Then she leaned over me, her eyes wild with lust, and rode my dick. The couch groaned and squeaked as she fucked her pussy up and down my cock so hard and fast.

“Oh, you’re so big,” she hissed, her tits bouncing beneath her robe. “So huge. So much bigger than my husband’s. Oh, my god, I didn’t know a dick could be this thick! It’s amazing, Cassandra.”

“So are you,” I croaked out, the pleasure rushing through me.

“Just what I need,” she gasped, her back arching, her tits bursting free of her robes.

I groaned at the sight of those naked, heaving mounds bouncing over me. Her nipples were so hard, the light from the kitchen falling on them as she rode me. I reached up, grasping her tits, sinking my fingers into her pillowy softness.

My dick throbbed in her silky pussy, my cunt clenching. Hot pleasure surged through me, churned by the friction of her pussy sliding faster and faster up and down my cock. She fucked me with such wild abandon, working her cunt up and down my dick, grinding her clit into my pubic moan.

She hissed out her wordless pleasure, savoring my dick. She rotated her hips, swirling my cock through her cunt’s depths as she fucked me. I groaned, my fingers tightening on her tits. I moaned, my back arching.

My ovaries boiled.

“I’m going to cum again,” I moaned.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she hissed. “Oh, this is so hot. You have a cock. And tits.” Her hands squeezed my round breasts through my blouse and bra, my nipples aching. “This is so hot. I can’t believe this. You have a dick!”

“I do!” I moaned. “And it’s in your pussy! Mrs. Teller!”

“Shhh!” she hissed. “My husband… He can’t know… But… Oh, god, I need this. I need to cum! I need to… CUM!”

She screamed it out the top of her voice as she slammed her pussy down my girth. Her cunt went wild about my dick. Throbbing, convulsing, massaging my girl-dick. My eyes shot open. The pleasure rushed through me. It was intense. Her pussy writhed about my cock, sucking on it.

Wanting my cum.

“Mrs. Teller!” I hissed, my ovaries twisting. “I’m going to…”

“Do it!” she hissed. “Let me feel your girl-cum in me. I need it! Oh, god, I need it!”

She thrashed atop me, her breasts jiggling in my grip while my dick throbbed in her writhing depths. The hot, massaging silk drove me wild. My hips thrust up. My ovaries clenched. My cum spurted into her pussy.

My eyes widened as I came in her married cunt. I had just fucked Mrs. Teller. The pleasure boiled through my mind. Those sharp pulses of pleasure shot from my dick to my brain. I loved it. This was better than I could possibly dream.

I was a futa, and I had just fucked Mrs. Teller.

“Oh, Mrs. Teller, I love you,” I gasped as her pussy milked my cock.

She shuddered atop me, sucking in deep breaths as she came down from her orgasmic high. She shivered, staring down at me, her eyes widening. “Oh, god, what did I just do?”

“You made love to me,” I smiled, squeezing her breasts. “Oh, it was beautiful.”

“It was wrong,” she gasped, bolting off of me and backing away, my cum spilling down her thighs. “Oh, god, what did I just do?”

Then she fled the living room leaving me gasping and convulsing as my orgasm shuddered through me. Didn’t she enjoy herself? Didn’t she like what we did? Tears beaded the corners of my eyes. I thought I was supposed to get my wishes granted. I thought it was magical, and she… She hated it.

I stared down at my still-hard cock as tears fell down my cheeks. Now what was I supposed to do?

To be continued…

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Girl cousins get mother and dad

Cindy was hot to fuck both her parents at the same time after hearing about Julia’s adventure, but she also wanted to fuck Brad again, and she wanted to see her mother fucking Aunt Josie, and she wanted to fuck Uncle Mark, and maybe her cousin Phip. She wondered if Julia had fucked him yet. She suspected she probably had, but if not, she’d love to take on him and Uncle Mark at the same time. Hell, she wanted to fuck the entire family, and hoped the big double birthday party would turn out to be a family orgy like it sounded like it was shaping up to be.

That night as she lay in bed thinking of all the possibilities, her pussy was aching for some sex, and she wanted more than to finger herself. especially after she’d already fucked everyone in the house. The more she thought about Julia’s experience with both her parents, the more that appealed to her. It sounded so exciting, having a cock and a pussy at the same time. The thought eventually drove her out of bed and she went downstairs for a drink, tiptoeing past her parents’ bedroom, listening for any telltale signs. She saw that their light was still on by the yellow pool creeping out under the slit at the bottom of their door.

She went downstairs in her nightgown, feeling its lacy frills brushing the tops of her thighs. She reached a hand to see if her panties were wet, and felt a few drops starting to spread. She fluffed up the top, ran her fingers through her hair, and poured herself a glass of white wine from the refrigerator. As she sipped the alcohol, a warmth filled her belly and she shivered as she thought about what to say to get into her parents bedroom, and their bed, and their pants, and to get them into hers. She shivered in delicious anticipation.

Setting the glass on the counter, she started back up the steps, stopping once more to listen at their door, hoping for some kind of sex noises. Instead, she felt the door opening inward just as she was leaning against it to listen. She fell into her father’s arms. He had on only boxer shorts and pulled her to him to steady her. She pressed against him, feeling her tits rub up against his naked chest. It sent a thrill up her and she looked up into his eyes, then over to the bed. Her mother was sprawled casually on top of the covers, wearing a thin sheer robe, her knees bent and a magazine perched on her knees.

She looked casually over at Cindy and said, “Well, we were just talking about you.”

“You were?” Cindy said, her voice rising with hope.

“Sure. Come on over here and look at this catalogue. It’s some sexy lingerie from a mail order company. We were wondering if we should order something. Maybe another matching set.” She winked at Cindy and crooked a finger at her. Cindy walked slowly to the bed, giving her father a good view of her long legs under her nightgown, and bending over her mother on the bed so her breasts were clearly visible. She wriggled her ass a little as she moved her head closer to her mother’s, knowing her father wouild be watching.

Jamey walked up behind her. “Show her the one I like,” he said, his voice a pleasant purr in her ear. Sara flipped the pages and Cindy saw a blur of revealing fashions, some with cut outs for the tits and pussy, others dressy in a slinky, slutty sort of way, the kind she had seen movie stars wearing to balls. Finally Sara pointed to what had to be the tiniest pair of panties she’d ever seen.

They were mere threads at the sides, and a slightly thicker string up the crack of the ass in the back. The front was cut so low that the model had to have shaved her pussy not to reveal any hair. The bra was a bare sliver under the breasts, just holding them up at a jutty angle, the nipples fully exposed. The model wore a flimsy, filmy robe over it, that barely brushed her thighs, and had no closure. It was meant to be worn open and clinging to the exposed titties.

“Is this what you have picked out for me?” she asked, a flush running through her at the thought of wearing it for her parents. They were so close now she could feel the heat from both of them.

“Do you like it darling?” Sara said. “Your Dad would love to see you in it.”

“Would you Daddy?” she asked.

“You bet honey. But you’re so goddamned sexy already I don’t know if I’d be able to stand it.” With that he put his hands around his daughters waist, pulling her back into him and moving his hands to fondle her breasts through the thin fabric of her nightgown.

Cindy looked in her mother’s eyes as her father massaged her titties. She wasn’t sure how to react now that her fantasy was becoming a reality, but her mother didn’t make a move to stop Jamey, so Cindy leaned into his embrace, molding her ass into his groin, feeling his erection starting to grind into her.

“Do you both want me?” she asked, hearing her voice grow husky as the desire overtook her. “Do you both want to fuck me?”

“Of course, darling,” her mother said.

“Yes, baby,” her father said.

“We always talk to each other about our sex life, so we knew we’d both fucked you before,” her mother said.

“And now you both want me at the same time, is that right?” Cindy asked.

“You bet we do,” her father whispered in her ear, his hot breath tickling against her.

“Well, that’s just what I had in mind, too. I was hoping I’d find you both awake so I could get you both together. Just like………..”

“Just like what, or is it who?” her mother said, an added urgency rising in her voice.

“Just like Julia. She told me about fucking Aunt Josie and Uncle Mark at the same time, and it made me so hot I wanted to try it for myself.”

“Would you like to fuck your aunt and uncle, too?” Sara said, looking at her daughter expectantly.

“Maybe. Isn’t that what you’ve got planned for the big double party? With those sexy outfits and everything.”

“We want to fuck you right now, and we’ll just see what happens at the party,” Sara said, motioning her daughter to join her on the bed.

Cindy moved closer, kissing her mother on the lips and snaking her tongue into her mouth, feeling the passion rise in her. At the same time, her father raised her nightgown and fondled her ass cheeks through her silky panties. He quickly stripped them down, giving her ass a cool breeze, though he quickly heated it up again with his insistent probing.

Jamey ran his hand up his daughter’s lovely ass, feeling its taut plumpness in his hands, savoring the firm feel of the twin cheeks. He roamed up and down her crack, letting his finger slide up her cunt lips, gathering moisture from her dripping pussy. He bent down and slid one finger inside her, bringing a moan of pleasure to her lips, a moan her mother quickly muffled with a deep, probing kiss, pushing her tongue deep into her daughter’s mouth, feeling the passion start to build in her.

“Come on up here on the bed,” her mother said, reaching for her daughter’s tits as Cindy crawled onto the bedsheets beside her beautiful mother. She couldn’t get enough of sex once they’d started priming her for it. Her mouth went hungrily for her mother’s tits, sucking first one, then the other into her greedy mouth. She remembered the taste of Julia’s cunt, and wanted to lap her mother’s juices.

“I want to eat you, Mom,” she said between ragged breaths of air.

“Mmmmm. My pleasure,” Sara said. “Go ahead. Eat me out. I’d love to find out if my daughter is a good pussy eater.”

Cindy wriggled her head between her mother’s spread legs and began licking at her cunt lips, alternating between sucking on her clit and stabbing into her cunt. Sara lay back and watched her daughter eat her, enthralled with the sight. At the same time, Jamey had moved up behind her, and was working his fingers into Cindy’s cunt. Once they were well lubricated with her pussy juice, he slid one out and worked it up toward her lovely young asshole, then as she ate her mother’s pussy, her father reamed her asshole with his finger wet from her own slick pussy.

She screamed with mixed pain and delight, but gradually got used to the feeling of his finger writhing up her asshole. She moved her butt back against the pressing finger, then groaned for him to fill her pussy. Jamey removed his finger from her tight ass, then positioned himself behind her. He was ready to fuck her, and he pushed his cock head against his daughter’s steaming pussy. Her lips parted and accepted the swollen cock. She sighed with pleasure, tasting her mother’s cunt and feeling her father fucking deep inside her pussy at the same time. Cindy didn’t know what could ever be better than the sensation she was feeling right now.

“Our daughter is a good little pussy eater,” Sara hissed.

“And a great little fucker,” Jamey grunted. He slid a finger back up her ass and she nearly swooned.

“I love fucking you both,” Cindy said, her mouth brimming with her mother’s pussy juice, and her ass and pussy filled with her father’s cock and finger. It was an absolutely unbelievably erotic sensation. “I want you both to cum,” she said. “I’m right on the verge, but I want to feel Dad cumming in my pussy while Mom gushes in my mouth and I cream all over both of you.”

“What a hot fucking daughter we’ve got,” Sara yelled.

“Oh, yes, a real fucking babe, a hot cock sucker, fucker and pussy eater,” Jamey joined in.

“Just fuck me, fuck me,” Cindy screamed as she felt herself teetering on the edge of an intense orgasm.

Jamey started to cum first, his cum shooting into his daughter’s pussy in hot, gooey spurts. He grabbed her ass with his free hand and pumped her as hard as he could, draining every drop deep within her. His orgasm spurred his wife on, and she soon filled her daughter’s mouth with mountains of her own creamy cum. Cindy erupted with them, her pussy sucking wildly at her father’s cock, and her tongue lapping voraciously at her mother’s pussy.

“The whole damn family came together,” Cindy sighed with satisfaction as she collapsed against her mother’s wonderfully soft breasts.

“Not quite,” Sara said. “We don’t have Brad here.”

“Oh, yeah,” Cindy purred, “his cum tastes yummy too.”

“The complete family circle,” Jamey said. “Next time bring your brother in with you, baby. The family that fucks together, comes together.”

“Yeah,” Cindy said, “Like now. And I want to suck him and you together Daddy.”

“And what about me?” Sara asked.

“Oh, well, um, let’s see. How about if we both suck them both off together. You know, kind of switch hitting.”

“Switch sucking, you mean?”

“Um hmm, that’s what I meant.”

“Sounds like a yummy idea. I can hardly wait.”

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Aerobic Spank 2

When I returned home and cleaned up after my surprise experience at the aerobic studio, I sat down and gave the situation some thought. Sonia wouldn’t be returning home until she got off shift at 7:00, so I had sufficient time to decide exactly how to react. On the one hand, I had certainly been aware that Sonia was bi-sexual. She had mentioned, for example, that when she saw Hope undressed in the locker room, she became aroused. She loved Hope’s firm, pear-shaped breasts and pink nipples. I also knew that Sonia liked being spanked, and we had made that a part of our sexual play. She had even shared fantasies at times that involved sexual situations with a few of her friends and co-workers. What I had not been aware of, until I saw it with my own eyes, is that Sonia had acted on her fantasies and had not breathed a word about it to me, much less included me. I mean, most guys would love to watch what I had just seen by accident! I wanted to come up with something that would act as a combination of punishment for keeping secrets from me and encouragement to continue her sexual pursuits with my full knowledge, agreement and participation, if appropriate.

Here’s what I did: I phoned Hope and told her what I had seen at the gym and what my reactions were. Sonia had told me that Hope was more comfortable in her sexuality than anyone she had ever met, so I was hoping that Hope would assist me in my plan. I was not disappointed! She said she’d be delighted to help, and actually suggested some enhancements I had not even considered previously.
At 7:20, Sonia came through the front door, smiling and talking as though nothing out of the ordinary had taken place that day. I asked about her day, and she told me about the usual occurrences, customers she had waited on, a new bikini she wanted for herself and so on.

I finally asked, “So did anything unusual happen today?”

She looked a bit concerned as she responded, “No, why do you ask?”

“Well,” I said with a smile, “I stopped by with a sandwich at noontime, and you weren’t behind the counter, and the door was locked.”

Sonia’s face turned pale, and she started to stammer, “W-w-w-ell, I-I-I…”

“Don’t bother,” I told her, “I watched it all through the window!”

“Everything?” she gasped.

“Yep! I saw and heard everything! So…the question is, what are we going to do about it?”

“I’m so sorry,” Sonia began.

“Well, I’m sorry too, Sonia,” I replied. “I’m sorry you didn’t tell me what was going on, and I’m sorry you didn’t trust me enough to know that I would understand. In fact, you know your fantasies turn me on, so why would you think it wouldn’t be OK with me for you to follow through on them?”

“You mean, you wouldn’t have been mad if you knew I was doing all that?”

“No,” I said, I wouldn’t have been mad about that. I’m not mad about that now. What I am furious about, though, is that you kept secrets from me! That really hurts me, Sonia! I love you and I want you to be happy, but I think you need to pay for deceiving me, too”

“P-p-pay how?” she asked nervously.

I think you need to take all your clothes off right now and take a good hard spanking on your bare bottom!” I replied.

“Or what?” she responded somewhat defiantly.

“I don’t want to live with someone who won’t tell me the truth and wants to shut me off from a significant part of her life,” I declared. “So here’s the deal; you need to decide right now whether to take the punishment I’ve determined, and work with me to figure out how we’ll arrange our marriage and your other activities, or I can pack some things and leave right now. You decide!”

“You mean I can continue to have the things I need outside of our marriage and still be married to you too?”
“I mean that you can INCLUDE me and share that part of your life with me, or I don’t want to be here!” I responded.

She hesitated for a moment more, and then her eyes dropped to the floor as she began to undress. As always, I marveled at her beauty, but now there was an added component, because I was firmly in control. I knew that she would do whatever I told her to because she truly wanted to continue our marriage. When she finally removed her panties and stood before me completely naked, it was one of the most thrilling moments of my life.

“What do you want me to do now,” she asked softly.

“Well, before we go any further, I have a surprise for you. Only fair, I think, because I certainly got one this afternoon! Come on out, Hope!”

Hope walked out of the hallway leading to the bedroom. She, too, was nude, her tall, slender body magnificent. Sonia’s mouth dropped open; she was completely stunned. Hope didn’t say a word, simply walked across the living room and took Sonia in her arms. I watched as the two friends embraced passionately, breasts pressed together, hands caressing each other. Hope’s hands moved to my wife’s bottom and pulled her close. Sonia’s newly-shaved pussy pressed against Hope’s thigh. I was totally aroused at the sight of my wife and her best friend playing this way.

Finally Hope pulled away and said, “Well, I guess there’s a little business to take care of before we get too carried away. Sonia, why don’t you get on your elbows and knees on the floor and get that butt of yours right up in the air.” Sonia immediately did as she was told.

Hope nodded at me, and as we had planned, I knelt on one side of Sonia and Hope on the other. I began to rub one cheek of Sonia’s magnificent bottom and Hope attended to the other cheek. We played with Sonia’s bottom for a few minutes, a delicious task to say the least.

“OK,” I said, “here we go. I delivered a stinging slap to Sonia’s cheek, which elicited a sharp yelp. Hope immediately popped the other cheek, and we continued alternately spanking Sonia’s bottom until it was bright pink and she was squirming and sniffling.

Finally Hope said, “Sonia, have you showed your husband how you play with yourself?” This was something I had asked of Sonia in the past, but she had always demurred.

“No!” Sonia exclaimed, “And I’m not going to do it now either!”

“We’ll see,” Hope murmured and proceeded to pepper Sonia’s backside with hard sharp smacks. After 10 or 12 to each cheek, Sonia was in tears.

“OK, I’ll do it!” Sonia blubbered. Just stop, please!”

Hope grinned wickedly and said, “Just reach right back between your legs and get busy, girl!” Hope looked at me and said, why don’t you just get up and sit on the couch and enjoy this. I’ll make sure Sonia puts on a good show for you…she does it for us on a regular basis.”

As I got up and moved to the couch, I asked, “Just how long has the deal at the studio been going on, anyway?”

“About a year, I guess.” Hope replied. “Sharon thinks up all kinds of “reasons” to spank us and have sex. All of us get off on it, so we’re glad to play along.”

Sitting on the sofa, I had a marvelous view of Sonia’s ass and her hand rubbing her pussy. Hope straddled Sonia’s back, facing me and spread Sonia’s buttocks apart, making the view even more awesome. Then she started spanking Sonia’s cheeks again, slapping both cheeks at the same time. Juice was dripping from Sonia’s spread pussy lips.

“Look at who’s all wet,” Hope smirked. “You love getting a spanking on your naughty bottom, don’t you?”

“Oh, I do!” Sonia gasped and rubbed her clit even more briskly. Before long, she began to shudder and shake and had an intense orgasm. My sweat pants around my ankles, I watched and stroked myself while I watched my wife play with herself.
“OK, now you have to show him the rest, Sonia,” Hope ordered. No hesitation now. Sonia’s middle finger, wet with her juices, was inserted into her bottom hole and then moved in and out, fucking her own asshole. Hope resumed slapping both of Sonia’s bottom cheeks, and Sonia came again. When her spasms subsided, Hope said, “Well, I think it’s about time to take care of your husband, like a good wife should.” At Hope’s direction, my wife crawled over to where I was seated on the sofa, took my hard penis in her mouth and began to lick and suck me. Hope sat down behind her and began to lick Sonia’s pussy as she pleasured me. Sonia reached behind her and began to rub Hope’s pussy.

And suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Should I do another chapter?

I would love to hear your comments, positive or negative. If you loved or hated the story, tell me WHY!! Thanks!!!

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The END by Jefferson from the mystic wolfpub

EPILOGUE

Jennifer ran upstairs and released Molly from the torture she and Olivia had been committing against the girl, Molly was allowed to dress and released from her slavery for the length of a small celebration party. Jenn didn’t have cake in the house, so they just had mint chocolate chip ice cream. Dave thought the party might be a little premature considering Rebbecca’s past history in saying one thing and doing the complete opposite.

It was during this mini-celebration that Megan came to Dave and pulled him down to her so she could whisper in his ear.

“You’re mine tonight. I already got Mom’s permission.”

Meg then gave Dave a strange smile and walked away with out another word. Dave watched her walk away and then looked over at Jenn. She had apparently seen Meg come to him and must have known what Meg was going to say. She shrugged and smiled. Dave just closed his eyes and shook his head.

As it turns out, the celebration was not early. Two days after Christmas, the new custody agreement arrived at Jenn’s house by courier. Dave took the papers to his lawyer the next day and the lawyer said that this custody agreement favored Dave. It gave Dave full physical custody of Emily and Hayley until their eighteenth birthdays while allowing Rebbecca to come visit when possible and convenient, a lot more than she had given Dave in the original custody agreement. The lawyer and Dave went over the document. The lawyer recommended signing it. Dave agreed and signed. It was filed on New Years Eve. An appearance before a judge would be necessary but mostly it was just a technicality. Neither Paul nor Rebbecca even bothered to appear sending their lawyer to represent them.

As promised, Meg did come to Dave’s room that night and ended up spending the entire night. Dave made the experience as good for her as possible. He didn’t use either SLuT formula on her. Megan proved to be an able and very willing student of the erotic arts. They ended up making love three times that night and Dave had no idea how many times Megan came. Meg was so happy the next morning she could barely sit still long enough to eat breakfast.

Jenn made the comment, “Guess Meg thinks you’re one hell of a lover.”

The party proved to be a very interesting and eventful affair. Truth be told, it started getting interesting two hours before the party. That’s when Mishy showed up.

Mishy showed up with her hair a mess, her make up running, and tears streaming down her face. She also had a suitcase with her. Mishy had told her parent’s she was coming to the party. Her mother refused to allow her to go. Mishy made the statement that they, her parents, hadn’t cared what she did for the last couple years, she didn’t understand why they suddenly cared now. Her mother told her that the family was spending the holidays together and she was not going. Her father, who barely talked to Mishy normally, took her mother’s side against Mishy and said that if she went to the party, she would never be allowed back into the house.

Mishy told her father that was fine with her. She had friends who loved her for her and wouldn’t turn on her just because she wasn’t what they wanted or expected her to be. She packed a few personal belongings and the few clothes her mother would allow her to have and left the house. She had walked to a nearby bank where she used her ATM card to withdraw some money from her secret “runaway fund,” as Mishy named it. She got a cab and came to Jenn’s house.

When Mishy told her story, Emily turned to beg Dave to let her stay but he cut her off before she even said a word.

“You’ll stay with us. The only condition is that you must stay in school and do well.”

Dave glanced at Jenn. It was her house after all. She just gave him a nod of approval. Mishy was given one of the many, many extra bedrooms in the house and her, Emily, Hayley, Molly and Megan spent the next hour upstairs getting Mishy and themselves ready for the party.

Mishy was a surprise hit at the party. No longer needing to rebel against her parents, Mishy brushed her short hair out, washed the white grease paint from her face, applied a conservative amount of makeup, and dressed in a white sweater that Molly had loaned her, some tight fitting blue jeans she borrowed from Hayley and a pair of nearly knee high black leather boots that every girl at the party was envious of. The boots were Mishy’s.

Dave finally met the love of Emily’s life, Brian Jonathan Hartwell. Once Dave saw Brian’s face, memories of him running around with Emily and Hayley years before flooded back. Before that, Dave had only remembered the name and a few quick glimpses. Seeing Brian’s face brought back memories of he and Rebbecca having entire conversations about how the two kids would grow up. Would they date? Would they grow apart? Rebbecca never did hold much faith in young love. Brian and Emily seemed determined to prove Rebbecca wrong.

Halfway into the party, Emily came to Dave, dragged him into the study, closed and locked the door and begged him to let her tell Brian about the SLuT formula and everything that had been going on for the last week and a half. She told him she had no doubt in her mind that while Brian may not like what’s happened, that he would accept it and move on and that he would not dump her over it. It took her about twenty minutes to convince Dave to allow it.

It then took her another twenty minutes to convince him to let Brian spend some night in the very near future and allow Emily to dose herself and be Brian’s “SLuT Slave” for the night. She had done it for her father. She couldn’t deny that privilege to her own boyfriend after all. Dave told her he wouldn’t rule it out but he also wouldn’t give permission right then. She accepted this and ran off to find her boyfriend, who was being happily entertained at that moment by both of Emily’s cousins.

Christmas was a blur. That morning when they opened presents, Dave noticed that he seemed to have gotten few and mostly cheap presents. Hayley actually bought him a tie, a strange choice since Dave never wore a tie, one of the many advantages to being a senior vice president and part owner of the company.

Dave found out later that day that all seven girls, Jennifer, Olivia, Emily, Molly, Mishy, Megan and Hayley had one more surprise for him. He was unexpectedly called into the kitchen to find all seven girls seated at the table with a glass of water in front of them and SLuT10 formula set in the middle.

Jennifer told him the plan, then all seven of them drank the glass of water before them. There was really no need for Olivia to ingest the SluT10 since she was already Dave’s sworn slave, but she did just for dramatic purposes. Dave had all seven of them at his beck and call.

The first glass of water they drank had five drops in it putting them under for sixteen hours at the end of which they drank another glass with four drops in it putting them under for an additional eight hours totaling up to twenty-four hours. The only one who put any reservations on what Dave was allowed to do was Hayley. She was very clear that she wanted no sexual contact.

Over the next twenty-four hours, Dave had his way with six of the seven girls and very much enjoyed the day. He gave Hayley the job of making sure the group had cold drinks to refresh themselves with and hot food to fill up on in between sessions. He had Hayley naked the entire time she played maid and waitress. She said she didn’t want sexual contact. She had said nothing about nudity. Dave learned then that he had two very beautiful, very sexy daughters.

Dave didn’t know it at the time but his time with Megan that day would be the last time he would ever have the pleasure. She met a boy not too long after that and it quickly grew serious. She was unwilling to tell him about the SLuT formula and was adamant that she would not cheat on him, not even with Dave.

As she had said, Rebbecca and Paul did go to the capital the day after Christmas and Governor Wilde did marry them. The ceremony even made it to CNN the next day. Rebbecca eventually sold the house where the girls had been raised. She offered it to Dave first, cheap, but he was happy at Jenn’s and was more interested in his half of the sale price than living there. So the house went up for sale and sold pretty quick to a young couple expecting their first child.

Brian spent New Years Eve and most of New Years day with them. After a long conversation with Brian about the SLuT formulas, a conversation that included Dave, Olivia, Emily and Brian, Dave gave Emily four drops of SLuT10 and told Brian, “She’s yours for the night. She will be completely submissive. If you have any sexual fantasies you’ve wanted to live out. This is the time to do them.”

Brian smiled at him, then led Emily out of the room. Ten minutes later, Brian was back. This time, with Molly. He told Dave that Emily had told him about her intimate encounters with her aunt, Olivia and Molly and that he had mentioned to Emily that he would have loved to have been there. Emily directed him to Molly who selflessly agreed to also become Brian’s SLuT slave so that he could live out his threesome fantasies as well as see his girlfriend in some hot girl-on-girl action.

Dave gave Molly three drops, putting her under Brian’s control for four hours. Brian then led Molly away. Jenn, Olivia and Dave sat there after Brian led Molly away and waited for him to come back with Megan or Hayley. He didn’t. In fact, none of the three came out of Emily’s room until late the next afternoon. Brian now had two girlfriends and neither girlfriend seemed to mind.

Emily later confessed to Dave that that night was also a first for her, Brian took her anal virginity and she had loved it. He took Molly’s ass two days later with Emily watching.

Molly broke up with Charlie, saying he was an asshole and had never treated her right anyway. Charlie did come after her one day at school about a month later but Megan was there with her and defended her sister. Megan was a student down at a local dojo learning some form of martial arts. Charlie ended up on the ground with a dislocated shoulder and a broken nose.

Jennifer raised hell down at the school when the principal tried to suspend Megan for fighting. The principal changed his mind real quick when Jennifer’s lawyer filed a multi-million dollar lawsuit against the principal, the school and the county for being incompetent in protecting Molly from Charlie. By the time Charlie had assaulted her that day, giving her a black eye, Molly had filed numerous complaints, verbally and in writing, with the school and the principal but nothing had been done about Charlie because he was a star wrestler.

Charlie returned to school two days later to find that things had changed drastically. The entire school had sided with Molly and Megan and no one, not even some of the teachers, would speak to him or be near him. A number of female teachers stated that they were “afraid of him” and had him removed from their classroom.

Charlie eventually got pissed at this treatment and clocked a male science teacher. The science teacher filed battery charges against him. The school was finally forced to expel Charlie when a very cute anonymous individual, with the initials EJB, called the local newspaper and reported the story. The principal was removed from the school as well about two months later.

Dave proposed marriage to Olivia on Valentine’s Day and they married on Olivia’s thirtieth birthday on April the twenty-seventh. A month prior to the marriage, Dave had gone to a urologist and had his vasectomy reversed. Luckily, according to the doctor, it had worked and two weeks later, when they returned home from their honeymoon in Hawaii, Olivia was pregnant with their first child. Dave’s marriage in no way affected his status as the alpha male of the house, he had ongoing relationships with Emily, Molly, Mishy and Jennifer before and after his marriage.

When Jenn and Dave put their heads together, they realized that, thanks to the stock they had inherited from their uncle and father, as well as the stock they had bought over the years, they now owned sixty-one percent of the family company. With that in mind the two plotted out a course for the future of the company. By the middle of the year, the two siblings had taken direct control of the company, something neither had ever considered doing alone but were more than willing to do as a team. Jenn assumed the position of CEO and President while Dave took the job of Chief operating officer. With a Bernard back at the head of the company and a new plan put in place, the company stock soared and made both millionaires within three years.

Against his parent’s wishes, Brian proposed to Emily at a party the same night they graduated high school. Emily accepted immediately, and much to the confusion of friends and onlookers, Brian, Emily and Molly all celebrated together.

By the end of the summer, Brian grew tired of the constant stress, pressure and threats coming his way from his parents about his unusual relationship with the two cousins. Brian moved out and moved in with Dave and his new family. After some minor renovations, Brian, Emily and Molly took over two adjoining rooms. One served as their living room/kitchen. One served as their bedroom.

Quite by accident Molly found herself two months pregnant with Brian’s child when Christmas rolled around again. Emily was thrilled for Molly and Brian but was very careful to avoid becoming pregnant herself having decided that she was going to college and that she was going to take over the reinvigorated company from her aunt and father.

Olivia and Molly weren’t the only women in Dave’s life who found themselves pregnant. Two months after graduating alongside Emily and Brian, Mishy was pregnant as well with Dave’s child and absolutely tickled pink with the idea. Mishy had left the “Goth lifestyle,” had grown out her hair and gotten a new wardrobe. Dave found out she was even prettier than he had ever thought.

The next year Megan also went off to college, the same one her boyfriend went to. The two broke up during their junior year when he left school to become a rock musician. This left Megan depressed which led her to a university financed, but student run, counseling service where she met another student, Austin, a psychology student, who worked part-time as a counselor for students at risk. The boy would later confess that he fell in love with Megan the first day he saw her and even told his roommate at the time, “I’ve met the woman I’m going to marry.” Three years later, his prophecy came true.

Hayley followed Emily and Brian to the state university where she studied business and international finance while still living at home. It wouldn’t be until she was twenty-five and working on her masters in international finance that Hayley would lose her virginity to one of her former college professors.

The two had developed a friendship during her time in his class. He became one of her best friends and one of her greatest fans and advocates.

“She’s brilliant. She’s absolutely brilliant!” Mark would say about Hayley upon meeting Dave for the first time.

The pair waited two full years before the relationship turned romantic. Dave questioned the relationship, Mark was nearly fifteen years Hayley’s senior, but the love, friendship and devotion the two showed for each other pushed away all thoughts of protesting when Mark proposed to Hayley one night while attending a family dinner. Hayley accepted. Mark spent the night and that was the end of Hayley’s virginity. They were forced to have a quick wedding since neither one of them had considered using protection the night Mark proposed.

Hayley and Emily both graduated from the state university. Hayley continued on to get her Masters and then both came to work for Dave and Jenn, as did Hayley’s husband, Mark. Megan also returned home and came into the family business after getting a degree in advertising. The three, who now considered each other sisters instead of cousins, easily took over the management of the company ten years after Dave and Jenn had done the same thing. Emily was named president and CEO. Hayley took over as the head of the new international division while Mark served as COO. Megan took the vice presidency in charge of advertising. The company blossomed.

With Mishy, Molly and Olivia always in the background, providing love, support, meals and babysitting services, the family thrived as did the family company.

Dave and Olivia went on to have three children, while Mishy gave Dave two children over the next ten years.

Mishy remained with Dave’s family for around twelve years until meeting and falling in love with a veterinarian. She married Dr. Tim Young days before her thirtieth birthday. He confessed to Dave that one of the things he liked best about Mishy was that she wasn’t afraid to show her wild and kinky side. Dave just smiled and nodded. Dave knew Mishy’s wild and kinky side very well. Dr. Young and Mishy had two more children.

Jennifer never remarried but was happy and content with the odd, but large, loving family that had appeared around her. Her and Dave and her and Olivia continued their sexual relationships throughout their lives.

At Molly’s request, Brian got her pregnant a total of five times, almost one right after the other. They would have continued but doctors told them that had Molly gotten pregnant again, she would never carry the child to term and would risk her own life in the process.

Emily bore Brian three children, giving Brian a total of eight before Brian had a vasectomy.

Hayley and Mark had only one child but the child was heavily doted on by both parents. The little girl, named Miranda, was a child prodigy and was given genius status at the young age of four. Mark died in a car accident before his daughter graduated college with honors and took over the running of the family company from her aunt Emily. With her genius and creativity she would take the company to previously unknown heights.

Megan and Austin had four children, two sets of twins, a boy and a girl first and then identical twin girls a few years later. The boy, named David for his grandfather, would be at Miranda’s side when she took over the family company and would become President of the company himself later in life when Miranda was forced to retire due to illness.

Dave Bernard would keep both the SLuT9 and SLuT10 formula’s that Dr. Casey had sent him in a safe in the study of the house. He never had cause to use the SLuT9 formula again and used the SLuT10 formula almost entirely for personal entertainment purposes within his own family.

Dr. Olivia Barrett-Bernard never returned to work in the pharmaceutical industry but she also never stopped working. Once her and Dave’s first child was “off the tit,” Jennifer financially backed her in the building of her own personal laboratory in what had been the in-law house in the backyard of the house.

Olivia used this laboratory to continue her study of the SLuT formula. She created SLuT11 which had all the effects of SLuT9, including making the woman extremely horny, but would not eat away at the victim’s self-determination.

She then created a new substance, based largely on Luckicite that she would call Ticocin which would do two things. The first was it would aid her in the creation of a formula that had the same effect on men that the SLuT formula had on women. By the time she was ready to test it, she had given the formula the name of STuD4. It was first tested on her willing husband and all the women in the house very much enjoyed having Dave as their slave as a change for a few hours.

The second was to bring Dr. Jan Casey’s work, Olivia’s former teacher, lover and mentor, full circle. Olivia would use Ticocin as a basis for a truth serum that did work. Completing the job that Dr. Casey had started forty years earlier and had led almost directly to the creation of the SLuT formula, while working for the Defense Department. The patent would be bought for twelve million dollars by Bernard Industries who would then sell it only to the United States government while holding onto the right to be the sole producer for an easy twenty-three million dollars.

Dave and Jenn knew Olivia was close and had just recently expanded into the pharmaceutical industry to prepare for it. Ironically, they ended up buying the very firm who had hired Olivia when she left college.

Olivia next created SLuT12, which she later renamed SLuT13, because of the unpredictable and horrific side effects the drug had on those who took it. The only person it was ever used on was Mishy, who volunteered for the job, and she nearly ended up in the hospital. She made a full recovery and the SLuT12 was destroyed.

SLuT14 took the formula to it’s limit by making it DNA specific and was in large part due to the incredible advances in genetics and genetic engineering that had become available. SLuT14 would work only on the intended victim and no one else.

SLuT15, which would eventually be sold to the public alongside STuD6 was a less potent form of the formulas available in pill form. Both formulas would make the person who takes them somewhat submissive but was advertised as nothing more than an easy way to “lose your inhibitions.”

The drug’s effects were as much mental as physical and therefore any one who had taken the drug and found themselves in a bad situation, could easily ignore the drugs effects and move to escape whatever dangerous situation they had found themselves in.

There were those who protested it saying it was nothing more than “a light version of a date rape drug.” The protesters were correct, that’s exactly what it was, but when the stuff went on sale at lingerie shops, sex shops and at Spencer’s, in malls across the country, the population fell in love with the drug and the protesters were ignored or simply shouted down. SLuT15 and STuD6, alongside the truth serum, which was popularly known as Tellall, became huge money makers for Bernard Industries.

Dr. Olivia Barrett-Bernard retired late in life with more than a dozen patented drugs to her name and a net worth somewhere in range of thirty million dollars.

THE END

Author’s Note: I’m sure some of you out there are dying to write and tell “You never revealed who it was that molested Jennifer in the hallway the night Dave and Molly were together.” You’re right, I didn’t. My editor pointed this out to me when he sent me the edited epilogue. I told him, there’s only one person who could have done it.

I’ll give you one hint, no one had broken into the house and there were no ghosts involved.

In my opinion, there is only one person who could have done it and would have done it. That’s almost a second hint.

So, who did it?

Write and let me know. If you’re right, I’ll tell you. If you’re wrong, I’ll write and explain why you’re wrong.

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Panty Play While Monica Sleeps

Should this be a sequence…what do you think?

Naomi needed a sale, and a big commission. As the only single mother in the Divas Reality, it had been a tough month, a tough year. Well it had been tough since the meltdown in 2008.

She was still one of the best agents in the company but she had to work long hours and she worried about Celia her 14 year old daughter who had to fend for herself many nights as Naomi worked late on the next big deal.

Maggie, the manager at Divas had given her this listing and said it could be a “big break” for her. Maggie knew that Naomi has a great sales record with divorcees, and this sale was right down her alley.

The house turned out to be a mammoth two-story residence in a neighborhood of other large residences. It sat well back from the street on a huge lot filled with trees and shrubbery, the yard as well-manicured as a golfcourse.

Naomi drove up the long, winding driveway, then parked in front of the house. She got out of the car under a blazing summer sun and went to the front door.

When she got no answer knocking at the door or ringing the bell, she wandered around the side of the house towards the back, looking for someone to let her in. In the back yard, Naomi came across a large fence surrounding what she assumed to be a swimming pool. She went to the high wooden gate of the enclosure and pulled it open.

The pool was as huge as she expected, but what she hadn’t expected to find was the young teenager sunning herself in a tiny pink bikini on the redwood deck alongside it. The young teenager about Celia’s lay on her stomach, a petite, young teen with curly blonde hair and a deep tan on young smooth body.

The young teenager looked up at the sound of Naomi entering the enclosure.

“Hi,” the teen smiled, raising herself up on one elbow, “Can I help you?”

From where Naomi stood, she could see that the girl’s perfectly round tities, and her firm little nipples poking the thin fabric.

Looking away self-consciously, Naomi answered, “I’m Naomi Summers with Divas Realty. I wanted to see the inside of the house, but no one seems to be home.”

“I’m Alex Sutton,” the hot young teen by the pool said. “My mom won’t be home until later this afternoon, and it’s the maid’s day off. If you can wait a few minutes, I’ll be glad to show you the house. I always get at least an hour of sun every day, and the hour’s almost up.”

“Fine.” Naomi nodded with a smile. “I can wait.”

Naomi sat down in a nearby deck chair to wait for the teen to finish sunbathing. As hot as the sun was, it wasn’t long before Naomi was sweating and sticky. Deciding that no one but the young girl could see her anyway, Naomi undid the two top buttons of her dress and fanned herself with her hand.

“Would you mind doing me a favor?” Alex called over.

“Not at all,” Naomi answered. “What would you like?”

The curly-haired girl gestured towards the plastic bottle of suntan lotion. “Could you squeeze some of that lotion on my lower back and then rub it in for me?” Alex asked.

“Sure,” she agreed, standing.

Walking over to the teen, Naomi picked up the suntan lotion. She stooped down, then squirted a thick trail of white lotion in a line just above Alex’s her round little ass.

Putting the bottle down, she began rubbing the lotion into the soft tanned skin the girl’s back met her ass. Naomi, couldn’t help but look over the sleek and sexy body beneath her. My she thought she has a bubble but just like Celia.

“Ummm, that feels nice,” Alex murmured, her face nestled in the crook of her elbow.

Using both hands, Naomi slowly massaged the slippery lotion into the smooth curves of Alex’s back. After only a few minutes, she noticed that the sleek-skinned teenager was breathing somewhat quicker than before. Oddly, Naomi found that her own breathing was growing steadily quicker, also.

“You have such perfect skin,” Naomi said slowly, surprised at the huskiness in her voice. She took a deep breath, was even more surprised to discover that she was becoming aroused by her closeness this sexy young girl. “ I have a daughter about your age, it’s amazing how closely your body is to hers.”

“Yeah, cool!” Alex said then reached down and pulled the small bikini bottom from each ass cheek, “Could you put some on my butt ?” Alex said in a harsh whisper.

Trembling slightly, Naomi squirted lotion onto the firm cheeks of the dark-haired teen’s ass. She then spent a great deal of time rubbing the suntan lotion into her rubbery firm ass.

Sweat beaded on Alex’s forehead, her breathing growing still more uneven, and she started wiggling almost imperceptibly. She spread her legs behind her, swallowing loudly when Naomi began kneading the lotion into her bare inner thighs. Naomi moved slowly higher.

“You have… such a… a great tan,” was all Naomi could think to say, her fingertips just skirting the light pink bikini bottom. Now pulled tight the fabric neatly outlined young teenager’s plump cunt.

“You’re brown all over. You must sunbathe in the nude.”

With a little sigh escaping her slightly parted lips, Alex asked, “ Oh yeah, all the time,
Will you do my front?” The tremor in her voice was unmistakable. “Turn over.”

Rolling onto her back, the curly-haired teenager raised her knees a bit and spread her thighs. She closed her eyes and lay with her arms at her sides.

Alex turned over untying and removing her little top as she did.

“Oh, so beautiful,” Naomi gasped

Alex’s eyes were closed, but her chest was rising and falling to her heavy breathing. Naomi, hadn’t had sex in so long, and this hot young thing, the same age as her little girl had broken something open inside her. She could feel her cunt juices flow into her silky white thong and trickle down her legs.

Naomi squirted lotion from Alex’s throat, down between her ripe little tits. She let her hands follow the line scooping up the lotion as her fingers circled each firm little tit, letting her forefingers trace Alex’s puffy hard nipples.

Alex moaned and arched her back, “Oh fuck, yes,” she groaned.

The firm little tities felt so good in Naomi’s hands she squeezed and kneaded them then brought her fingers to the stiff little nipples and pinched them as her slippery fingers slipped off them with a little ‘pop’.

“Does your girl have nice boobs like mine,” sighed Alex looking up at Naomi, “Would you like to touch them like this…” her voice trailed off into a moan.

“Oh Alex, yours are so much like hers. I watch her get out of the shower and I just want to touch them like this, move them and turn her on.”

“Oh fuck it’s working, look..” Alex quickly removed her bottoms, spreading her legs for Naomi.

The slick pink lips of her juicy young pussy gaped wetly, the moisture within glistening across her flat belly, and finally tight to the edge of her shaved cunt.

“I’m sweating like crazy,” Naomi said with a nervous giggle, her hands lighting on the younger teen’s firm tits again. She said, her hands were all over the mounds of flesh, as she fonded them, then plucked at the nude girl’s dark nipples.

“My panties are soaked with my cunt juices,” she added.

The pretty teen girl licked at her lush lower lip with just the tip of her pink tongue. Trembling when Naomi’s hands slid down her middle toward her crotch, Alex said, “Then take your panties off and give them to me. There’s no one to see.”

“I will in a minute,” Naomi said shakily, her fingers gliding over the gentle curve of Alex’s pussy mound. She pulled on the girl’s slick cunt lips, then ran, quickly inside her slit then cupped her hand over the girl’s cunt grinding down her clit with the heel of her palm, “How’s that feel Alex?”

Alex tensed with a sudden gasp, her knees spreading wider and her slender back arching. “Keep doing that,” the hot teen urged, her bare tits rising and falling quickly with her ragged breathing. “Ohhhhh, fuck, I like that!”

Her fingers coated with the slippery lotion, Naomi was unable to stop herself from sliding a finger up hot young girl’s tight pussy. She twisted it deep, exploring the gluey wetness of Alex’s throbbing cunt, her hand all the while grinding down on the small throbbing clit.

Finger fucking this horny little girl’s slick cunt made Naomi as horny as she could ever remember being. Alex wriggled and squirmed at her touch, her firm thighs spread wide and her pink cunt gushing girl juice. The tiny nub of her clit quivered faintly, and so Naomi lifted her palm and touched at it lightly with a fingertip.

“Ohhhhhhh fuck!” Alex moaned quietly, her narrowr hips twisting.

Centering her attention on Alex’s pink clit, Naomi gently pinched and poked at it until Alex was drenched with sweat and shuddering uncontrollably. Naomi was turned on by what she was doing, and at the same time she couldn’t get Celia, out of her head. How long had she wanted to do this to her little girl, pleasure her sweet little cunt in just this way. Just the thought of touching Celia this way, made Naomi’s cunt clench and send another river of her juices down her leg.

As Naomi finger fucked the little girl’s trembling cunt, she slowly unbuttoned her dress with her other hand.

Before Naomi could even get her dress all the way unbuttoned, she felt Alex’s hand groping up under her skirt. Alex’s fingers trailed up her bare wet inner thigh and went straight for Naomi’s dripping cunt. Reaching the crotch of Naomi’s thong, the teen girl deftly slid a finger under her thong and up into Naomi’s pulsing cunt.

“Oh fuck you hot little bitch, I want you so fucking bad. Let me get undressed,” Naomi said excitedly, the feel of Alex’s finger thrusting into her cunt turning her insides to jelly.

“Then let’s get over there on the grass.”

Alex nodded eagerly, her expression showing her delight.

Naomi stripped off her dress, kicking off her shoes, and pulled down her thong, showing her dripping cunt to the young girl.

Naomi watched Alex’s hot little ass as she walked over to the grass. She threw her soaked thong in the teen girl’s face.

Alex giggled and pressed the dripping crotch to her nose and sniffed, “Oh mmm you smell so amazing,” after sucking the thin fabric into her mouth, “and taste amazing!”

“You are a dirty little girl aren’t you?” said Naomi smiling.

“You said I look like your daughter, what is her name,” said Alex smiling up Naomi.

“Yes, blonde hair, hot little body, and perfect little ass, yeah you look like Celia!” said Naomi smile.

“You call me Celia and I’ll call you mommy, okay?” said Alex with a wicked little smile.

“Oh you little bitch you know how to turn me on!” said Naomi as she joined Alex on the small patch of grass in the corner of the swimming pool enclosure. Seen by only the sun and the blue sky above.

“Oh mommy, make me cum, please,” pleaded Alex as she fell into Naomi’s arms.

Bare legs tangled together, Naomi covered Alex’s mouth with her own. She sucked at the horny teen’s soft lips, savoring the sweetness of her breath and the excitement of her body. Thigh to thigh and pussy to pussy, they squirmed all over the grass.

“Oh Celia baby, mommy wants you so bad!” Naomi gasped between feverish kisses, all over Alex’s face and neck. Naomi’s hands moved down over Alex’s back and squeezed her hard little ass. “ Oh Celia baby, mommy is so worked up, I’m shaking.”

Alex’s roving hands found Naomi’s shapely ass and squeezed it. She probed with her tongue into Naomi’s mouth, her breath coming faster than ever. It was obvious the young girl she knew exactly what she was doing.

Cupping the curly-haired teenager’s firm little tits in her hands, Naomi asked with almost childlike innocence, “Oh my daughter, my love we going to eat each other’s cunts?”

“Oh mommy, I’ve wanted this for so long, I want you to eat me and I want to lick your sweet cunt.”

“Oh yes baby girl I want you to drink mommy’s juices!” Naomi breathed hotly, her pussy brimming over with hot juices just at the thought of what they were going to do together.

Alex and Naomi sucked at each other’s swollen nipples fingered each other’s dripping cunts, and poked into each other’s tight assholes. They came to rest, finally, ready for anything, lying on their sides and head to toe.

“Your pussy smells really good mommy,” Alex said, panting for breath. “I’m going to lick it out like you’ve never had it licked out before! Spread your legs mommy so I suck at your hard clit!”

With both of them on their sides, the hot little teen nuzzled her pretty head in between Naomi’s damp thighs. At the same time, Naomi nudged Alex’s thighs apart and stared up into her puffy cunt lips. She parted the slick lips and thrust her tongue deep into Alex’s tender young cunt. Alex groaned into Naomi’s pussy which sent a thrill through her body.

“Ummmmm!” Naomi sighed with the first flickering dart of Alex’s tongue against her tingling clit. “Oh fuck yes, baby girl you know just what mommy needs!”

The small girl burrowed her face into Naomi’s dripping pussy, her mouth sucking at her wet throbbing clit. Alex worked her moist tongue up and down along the pink slit, pausing each time she reached the quivering stub of Naomi’s clit and giving it a playful little suck that made the older woman gasp and grind her cunt harder into the Alex’s pretty face.

“Lick it, Celia! Fuck yes mommy loves your tongue on my cunt!” Naomi urged her, thrusting her naked hips forward and pushing her dripping pussy into the young teen face. “Ohhhhh! You’re driving me wild with that tongue of yours! Suck my clit more! Suck it hard! Ohhhhhh! You’re making mommy feel so good!”

Naomi lapped at the small exposed clit, circling the little nub with her tongue. Alex groaned in approval, and Naomi pressed her tongue into the slick tight cunt. Naomi made loud smacking sounds as she sucked at the glistening pink flesh, burying her face in the girl’s hot pussy, then once more pushed her tongue deep into teen’s tight cunt.

“Oh mommy I love your tongue inside my pussy!” Alex sobbed with pleasure, her hands going around Naomi’s round ass. Alex dug her fingers into Naomi’s rubbery ass-cheeks, pulling the woman’s throbbing cunt tighter to her mouth.

“Ohhhhh mommy! Your cunt tastes so good! It tastes even better than it smells! Ohhhh!”

Naomi tightened her hot thighs around Alex’s head, locking the young girl’s sucking mouth to her throbbing cunt. Pumping her bare hips back and forth, she shivered every time the hot teen stabbed her tongue deep up her cunt.
 

Naomi licked and sucked at Alex’s young juicy pussy. The lush smell strong in her nostrils, Naomi probed with her tongue deep in the trembling teenager’s cunt. Alex’s slick juices poured out of her hairy cunt, drenching Naomi’s face with sticky wetness, but Naomi only burrowed her face tighter into the other teen’s sopping crotch.

Naomi moaned, “ Oh my little girl, my love, your tongue’s going so deep in my cunt! I can feel it licking at my insides! Ohhhh! Suck it, Celia! Suck my cunt and make mommy come with your mouth! Ohhhh! Keep flicking your tongue at mommy’s clit!”

Squirming, Naomi felt Alex’s finger slide up into her puckered asshole. Sucking Naomi’s pussy even harder, the hot little slut jammed two of her fingers up Naomi’s ass at the same time, wriggling them around in her slippery rectum.

“ Oh my sexy daughter finger fuck the shit out of mommy’s asshole!” Naomi groaned.. “Ram your little fingers all the way up mommy’s ass! Ohhh baby girl, I love the way you’re eating my cunt! You are going to make mommy cum so good!”

Pulling Alex’s rubbery ass-cheeks apart, Naomi quickly shoved her index finger into the little girl’s twitching asshole. From where she lay with her head between the younger girl’s tanned thighs, Naomi could see the girl’s throbbing asshole grip at her finger. She pushed harder, her fingertip going all the way up Alex’s ass.

“Oh fuck mommy, I’m so close. You are going to make me cum all over your beautiful face!” Alex rasped hoarsely, her mouth filled with Naomi’s pulsating pussy. “My cunt’s tingling like hell! Oh mommy don’t stop!”

And then Alex’s thighs jerked taut around Naomi’s head, her cries of joy splitting the air as her climax bashed into her. Her convulsing cunt squirting her little girl cum all over Naomi’s face. Alex’s whole body jerked and wiggled as her narrow hips began to grind her young cunt into the Naomi’s face as hard as she could.

“Oh fuck mommy, I’m coming my fucking little cunt off!” she gasped, her whole body going rigid. “Ohhhhh! Keep sucking my pussy mommy! Suck it while I’m coming! Ohhhhh!” Alex screamed as a torrent of creamy cum flew from her gaping cunt. Naomi opened her mouth and tried to take as much as she could into her mouth.

The cheeks of Alex’s tanned ass tightened together, her asshole slamming shut around Naomi’s jabbing finger. She hot little girl squirmed, her swollen pussy spurting her juices into Naomi’s mouth. At the same lime, her own mouth sucked frantically at Naomi’s swollen cunt lips, her lips sucked the older woman’s throbbing clit deep into her hot little mouth.

Naomi stiffened with a sharp cry and started coming. She dug her nails into Alex’s hot little ass, pulling the girl’s hips forward across the grass.

Naomi panted, “Uhhh oh baby girl shove your tongue all the way up mommy’s cunt! Deeper! Lick out my pussy! I love having my daughter’s mouth on my cunt! Ohhhhhh!”

Naomi pumped her bare ass with one jerky thrust after another, grinding her cunt into Alex’s soft little mouth. The young girls mouth and teeth pulled on the older woman’s cunt lips as she struggled to suck Naomi’s clit deep into her mouth, trapping the fleshy clit between her hard teeth and soft tongue.

Naomi was wild, with her fantasy of Celia’s mouth clamped on her cunt. Naomi squirmed and wriggled smashing her hot cunt into the young girl’s face. . Naomi straightened her slender legs, circling Alex’s head, crossing her knees and squeezing her strong thighs as tightly as she could to the young girl’s face.

“Oh, Celia, mommy loves how you eat my cunt. I’m going to drown your pretty face with mommy’s sweet cunt juice!”

Naomi, slapped a hand on the back of Alex’s head and pressed her hard into her cunt so her perfect little teeth began to nibble on her swollen clit. Naomi’s mouth opened on a silent scream and she came groaning and thrashing, her pussy spraying cum all over the pretty little girl’s body.

“Oh baby girl, don’t stop, never stop, mommy is cumming again!” Naomi screamed as another flood of mommy cum spewed from her convulsing cunt.

Alex lapped and sucked on Naomi’s throbbing cunt until her body stopped jerking and shaking then she crawled up into the older woman’s arms.

“Oh Alex, I’ve never had me pussy eaten that good,” Naomi said dreamily, sprawling out flat on her naked back. “Your mouth felt like a hot little vacuum sucking at my cunt.”

“I’m glad you liked it,” Alex said, getting up on her knees.

Cupping her deeply tanned tits in her hands, the small girl squeezed herself gently. Her dark nipples were so swollen they seemed ready to burst, the tips of them distended to the size of her little fingers. She squeezed her bare tits again.

“Look how firm my tits are!” Alex said with a giggle. “They only get this firm when I’m really excited. And look how hard and stiff my nipples are — like little rocks!”

“Oh Alex thank you for role playing Celia for me, it was so fucking amazing. Look baby your pussy’s dripping down your leg,” Naomi added with a soft laugh. She reached over and smeared the slick juice on Alex’s tanned inner thigh with her fingers. “Damn, your little cunt gets even wetter than mine does!”

Alex and Naomi suddenly looked up at the sound of the wooden gate swinging open.

A young Latino girl in only a bikini stepped into the enclosure, then stopped abruptly when he saw the two girls. She had black curly hair and appeared to be about the same age as Alex.

“That’s Cristina,” Alex giggled to Naomi without alarm. “She’s twelve and the the daughter of our maid and my fuck buddy.”

The pretty teen motioned for the Cristina to come over to where she and Naomi were.

“This is Naomi,” Alex introduced the woman to her young. “Guess what we were just doing, Cristina?”

“What?” she asked, smiling as if he already knew.

“Eating each other.” Alex smiled back at him wickedly. “Want to join us?”

Naomi felt a surge of excitement shoot through her cunt, and she looked up to see the hot little body, nod with obvious eagerness. Naomi eyes took in the sweet little camel in Cristina’s bikini bottom the thought of what the hot little pussy might look like made her cunt tinge with anticipation.

“Do you mind if I join you?” Cristina asked Naomi.

Trembling, the pretty blonde realty agent said, “I wish you would.”

Each taking one of Cristina hands, Naomi and Alex pulled the girl down onto the grass with them. Getting Cristina on her back, they took off her bikini and tossed it aside.

“What a pretty pussy!” Naomi sucked in her breath, staring at the hot little preteen cunt.
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Cristina spread her thin thighs and her little hairless cunt opened like a pink orchid. Naomi thought she could see the little cunt lips twitch, already wet with the young Latino’s juices.

“We’ll take turns eating your cunt, Cristina,” Alex said, getting in between her legs legs. On her knees, she bent over and took long slow lick along Cristina’s puffy little pussy. “We’re going to lick and suck your sweet little pussy until you cum Cristina, then we will suck the cum right out of your tight little pussy.”

While Naomi flicked her tongue back and forth over Cristina’s clit, then slipped her tongue into the girl’s tight little cunt. Alexl lowered her pretty face and took her Cristina’s hard nipple into in her mouth. Alex sucked at her stiff little nipples until Cristina was writhing on the grass.

Naomi loved the slick stiffness of Cristina’s sweet tasting clit and ran her pink tongue back and forth across it, then with out warning slipped a finger into the brown girls soaking cunt.

“Oh that feels so good!” Cristina shivered, closing her eyes and laying his head back onthe grass. “Lick my little cunt all over Naomi!”

Unable to contain herself any longer with the sight in front of her, Alex scooted over behind Naomi’s out-thrust ass. She wedged her face into the hollow between the woman’s thighs, beginning to suck on her wet pussy pussy lips.

Wiggling her hips sensuously, Naomi moaned with the moist tongue Alex was giving her cum filled cunt. She spread her knees wider on the grass, giving Alex more room to work in, then started tongue fuck Cristina’s hot little cunt.

Alex ran her tongue up and down, lapping at Naomi’s clit and dripping cunt lips, flicking her tongue all the way up to her puckered asshole. She sucked at the bulge of the Naomi’s womanly cunt, smacking at it with her lips until Naomi was shaking uncontrollably.

“It’s your turn taste Cristina’s hot little cunt,” Naomi breathed finally, pulling herself away from the sweet little pussy.

Alex crawled between Cristina’s legs and Naomi positioned herself behind her hot little lover. Alex parted Christina’s hot slick cunt lips with her fingers and darted her tongue as deep into the tight little cunt as she could. Christina, rocked her little hips upward grxinding her cunt on Alex’s pretty face, and whining in Spanish.

Then in English she said “Your mouth feels so fucking good on my cunny Alex!” The girl groaned, her thighs trembling. Cristina raised her hips slightly, pushed her cunt against the pretty blonde’s face. “Oh fuck Alex, you know how to make my cunt cum…fuck don’t ever stop baby!”

Alex began pulling furiously at her friend’s little clit with her sucking lips. Cristina knew that with both Alex and Naomi eating her, it wouldn’t take long before she was squirting cum from her hot cunt. While Alex was prepared to share Cristina little girl cum, and she wanted to be the first one who got the mouthful of the hot latino’s creamy cum. She pinched Cristina cunt lips hard as her tongue when deep as she could into her cunt. Alex flicked and twisted your tongue inside of Cristina’s pussy then flashed out and up over the girls tiny trembling clit.

From behind, Alex felt Naomi’s wet tongue slither into the damp crack of her tight little ass and go right for her tight asshole. Naomi poked her tongue tip into Alex’s throbbing asshole and began licking and sucking on it
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“Stick your tongue as far as you can up my ass!” Alex urged Naomi while she sucked at Cristina’s throbbing clit.
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With her moist tongue probing into Alex’s slick rectum, Naomi slid a hand up the inside of Alex’s firm young thigh and squeezed her pussy. Alex moaned softly, her pussy throbbing and tingling, and so Naomi jammed two fingers up her tight teen cunt-hole.

“Oh fuck Naomi finger fuck the piss out of my tight little pussy!” Alex breathed around the mouthful of cunt. “Work your fingers in and out of my pussy Naomi!”

Sucking and licking at Cristina’s cunt, Alex furiously worked her fingers back and forth over Christina’s little clit. With her other hand, she slipped a finger into her ass cheeks and pushed a finger into her preteen butt hole. Christina, was groaning and thrashing as if she was about to cum hard.

Alex flashed wet fingers mercilessly across Christina’s slick little clit. “Squirt your cunt juice down my throat Christine! Let me taste your cum, baby! I want it! I want your hot Latino cunt juice now!”

Alex could feel Christina shaking violently, her hips pumping up from the grass as she tried to grind her cunt on Alex’s fingers and mouth. Breathing hard and fast, Cristina writhed on the ground, arching her body and squealing in broken Spanish.

“Fuck, never stop Alex my little cunny is really close!” Cristina gasped, shuddering all over. “ I’m going to squirt my cunt juice in your pretty mouth! Stick your fingers in my cunt! Fuck me deep! Uhhh!”

Immediately Alex jabbed two fingers into the little girls gapping cunt, hitting her g-spot over and over.

“ I can feel your fingers setting me off you bitch! Just keep fucking me like that!” Cristina moaned.

Naomi had her wiggling fingers deep in Alex’s tight young cunt, her lips sucking and smacking her tasty asshole with a passion. Naomi kept spearing her tongue up into Alex’s tight rectum, sliding it in and out repeatedly.

And then Naomi’s mouth slid away from the crack of Alex’s firm ass.

“It’s my turn to suck that hot little bitch’s cunt!” Naomi announced. “Come on, Alex, that hot little pussy is amazing!”

Still fucking Cristina’s hot little cunt with with one hand, Alex raised her head just enough to say, “She’s going to come right now — let me just finish her off! I want to taste her cum!” And she immediately went back slamming Cristina’s cunt with one hand and lightly rubbing her finger tips over the Latino preteen’s clit with such speed her hand was a blur.

Laughing delightfully, Naomi scampered around to the side and pushed her face in next to Alexi’s. “We can share her girl cum,” Naomi said hotly, edging Alex aside. Her pretty face damp with sweat. “Oh fuck its so hot how you bring this little bitch off like that, and we’ll take turns back and forth after she start’s squrting! That way, we’ll both get a mouthful!”

Nodding with smile at the suggestion, Alex suddenly pulled her fingers out of Cristina’s cunt away and let Naomi replace them with her longer wider fingers. Cristina screamed from the pleasure. Alex’s hand flew back and forth over the young girls clit and she new by the way Cristina was screwing up her face, that her hot little cunt was ab out to blow. Naomi finger fucked the preteen girl hard and fast, and moaned at how tight her pussy was and how the cunt walls wer grabbing at her fingers.
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“Jesus Christ!” the hot little Cristina moaned, her entire body straining. “This is the so fucking good! Uhhihh! Uhhhh! Keep fucking and rubbing my cunt! Both of you! Faster, Naomi, fuck my cunt faster!”

Alex and Naomi’s faces pressed together, While Naomi’s fingers in and out of the tightest little cunt she had ever felt, and Alex’s fingers worked their magic dancing over Cristina’s sensitive little cunt.

With a drawn-out moan escaping her lips, Cristina suddenly jerked her hips off the ground. Her hot little body stiffened and both Alex and Naomi felt the hot little cunt throb and twitch, under their touch.

Naomi got the first squirt of the girls hot cum. It hit her mouth then jetted down her throat wetly, and she quickly swallowed it and pulled her mouth away, the creamy excess of girl cream spilling from her lips.

Alex dipped her face down opened her mouth as a second blast of hot girl cum flew from Cristina’s cunt she took it into her mouth gulped down as much as she could. Naomi again covered Cristina’s convulsing cunt with her mouth.

“I’m coming again you fucking bitshes!” Cristina panted her tender little cunt twitching as his cum poured out of her. Little Cristina squirmed on the ground, her arms flailing and her legs jerking. “Swallow all of it you hot fucking bitches! Suck all my little girl cum out of my cunt! Uhhhh! I’m coming and my cunt is on fire!”

Squirts of creamy cum dripped from Naomi’s chin, she pulled Alex to her and they shared a kiss swapping Cristina’s cunt juice.

“Ohhhhhhh God!” the Cristina let out a last sigh, her small hot body suddenly going slack. “I’m finished! Ohhhhh!” She lay there twitching on the ground.

Licking at her lips, Alex smiled at Naomi and said, “I’ll show you the house now. I;m sure my mom will want to list with you, I’ll make sure of that. ”

Naomi smiled back at her beautiful young lover. “I’d forgotten all about it.”

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Steve begins spying on Player Two and sees some naughty delights!

Editing Reality

Book Two: Sultry Fantasies Unleashed

Chapter Thirteen: Voyeuristic Discoveries

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to WRC 264 for beta reading this.

Sam Davies

Confusion billowed through me. Daddy was talking to someone that wasn’t here as he stared at his phone, his cock throbbing as it thrust before him. Frowning, I wanted to understand all of this. I grabbed his cock, fresh from my ass, as I knelt.

“What’s going on, Daddy?” I purred then licked the tip, tasting the sour flavor of my asshole. It was such a naughty treat. My asshole ached from being fucked, his cum leaking out of me. We were in a side room in my Christian college’s office.

“I found Player Two,” he said, my tongue dancing around his cock.

“Who?”

“My opponent.”

I stroked his cock, frowning at him. “It’s a game? This editing power you have?”

“Sort of.”

I flicked his dick again, savoring more of my sour asshole. Did Daddy edit me to like the taste of my own ass on his cock, or was I just a kinky girl? “Are you winning?”

“I’m going to now that I know who I’m up against.” He laughed while my lips sucked on the tip of his cock. His precum spilled over my mouth. “He’s been manipulating me while I scrambled to find him. After tomorrow, once I’m mayor…”

I grinned at the way he smiled. I sucked and nursed on his cock. This was so hot. I loved games. I used to play them all the time with my brother. I kicked his ass in Street Fighter or Smash Bros or Mortal Kombat.

Daddy groaned, such a triumph in his expression. I was so glad to understand this. I was tricked into my emotional turmoil. While Daddy had edited me, he didn’t make me love him. My feelings for him were natural. He just made it so I could love him. That everyone who mattered accepted our incestuous love.

My lips sealed around his shaft. I bobbed my head. I sucked hard. His precum spilled over my tongue. I danced my tongue around his cock. The sour flavor of my asshole only spiced this wonderful delight. My pussy itched and ached as I loved my daddy.

“Damn, Sam,” he groaned. His hand slid through my short, fiery hair. He grabbed a fistful of my locks with a tight grip. “Fuck, you’re an amazing daughter.”

I shuddered in delight. My pussy cream dribbled down my thighs as I took more of his cock into my mouth.

I had to buff his dick clean of my ass. I had to take him all.

My lips slid farther down his shaft. He groaned, his handsome face contorting with pleasure as his cock pressed into the back of my throat. I swallowed him. I relaxed my throat and slid my lips down his shaft. The sour flavor of my ass filled my mouth as his dick reached down my gullet.

I deep-throated Daddy. My lips pressed into his dark pubic hair. I breathed in his manly musk. My throat swallowed, working against his shaft. I massaged him. I sucked hard. I moaned. My passion hummed around his dick. I gripped his hips, reveling in the flavor of my asshole.

I cleaned his cock.

I was such a loving daughter.

I slid my shaft up Daddy’s dick. I sucked the entire time. The sour flavor of my ass swelled for a moment. Drool ran down my chin. I sucked and slurped. This was so wonderful. My pussy itched. Cum dribbled out of my asshole and across my taint. The naughty spunk reached my pussy, coating me.

I swallowed his cock again. I slid his shaft down my throat. I polished the entire length of his cock. His chest rose. My right hand slid up his body and crossed his fit stomach to his chest. My fingernails scratched at him as I loved him.

“Damn, Sam,” he groaned, his hand tightening in my hair. “That’s amazing. You’re such a loving daughter.”

Joy burst in my heart.

My head twisted from side to side. I sucked. Slurped. I loved him. Precum spilled over my tongue. The sour flavor of my ass faded as I cleansed him. My hand felt the strength of his body. I left red lines as my fingernails scratched.

He growled. I could tell he was close. I slid my mouth up to the tip of his cock. I sealed around just the tip of his dick. I fluttered my tongue around the crown. His dick twitched. He let out a loud groan of passion.

His incestuous cum fired into my mouth.

“Sam!”

His hot cum splashed against the back of my throat. It spilled over my mouth. It was amazing. I sucked it down. I gulped it. His amazing spunk felt delightful on my tongue. Thick and creamy, full of his seed. I gulped it down. I swallowed it all.

His face contorted. He grunted. Groaned. My pussy clenched. More cum dribbled out of my asshole. I whimpered as Daddy fired the last of his cum into my mouth. I savored it, letting it play across my tongue.

It was amazing.

I popped my mouth off his cock and swallowed the last load. “Oh, Daddy, you’re going to win!”

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James Davies

The college’s library felt so empty as I worked on the last drawing. I just didn’t have time to go anywhere else. I had to finish this drawing. It had been itching at me all day. My Copic marker finished drawing the line of the elegant girl.

Aoi wore a kimono in this inching. I pictured her short, indigo hair framing her graceful and loving face. She looked so graceful. A regal beauty from another age. She had this look in her eyes that she loved her man and supported him.

Orihime and Ruri kissed nearby. Every time I started drawing now, they would amuse themselves. They were happy. They weren’t bugging me any longer. They let me finish it. I just had to get Aoi drawn. She was the last one.

I drew the final line. I groaned, feeling the magic of my godhood tingle through the paper. Usually, they didn’t come alive here. They stayed on the page until needed. There was a sketchbook at Dreamgirl Delights just full of my drawings and girls to come to life. I had lost track of how many I drew.

I felt like I should summon her. It was right. Aoi blossomed. She stepped out of the page, color spilling over her, her kimono a wonderful purple wrapped about the Japanese girl’s body. She grew to her full size, her blue hair swaying short about her shoulders. It was an adorable style.

“Oh, my, she’s cute,” said Orihime, breaking the kiss.

“Yeah,” I said, leaning back in the chair.

Aoi knelt down before me then bowed in the supplicating way of the Japanese. My heart rushed as she sat up. She had such a gentle smile on her face. “I’m the last one, James-sama.”

Sama… It was a Japanese honorific. It meant “lord” or “master.” A term of great respect.

“You have done well.” She straightened as she knelt. Her hands reached behind her, undoing the wide obi, the belt that held a kimono closed, and undid it. My heart felt tight as it slipped off. Her kimono slipped open. She wasn’t wearing anything beneath it. Her breasts, while not as large as Orihime’s, swayed before her, her skin that pale-olive of a Japanese woman, nipples hard.

“Oh, my, she’s a friendly one,” said Ruri.

“You like friendly women,” Orihime said.

“Idiot, no I don’t!” Ruri gasped.

“Oh, then why is your hand in my panties?”

“You put my hand in your panties!” hissed Ruri.

“And it’s still there,” Orihime purred. “You love friendly women, you cute girl. And now your finger is wiggling inside of me. Oh, Ruri, I can return the favor.”

Ruri groaned.

Aoi slipped all the way out of her kimono, her short, blue hair framing the loving face. She cupped her soft breasts, kneading them in her hand. She shifted on her knees, moving closer to me. I swallowed, my heart beating faster. My women kissed behind me, loving each other.

I shot my hand down and unsnapped my jeans. How long had it been since I had sex? I had been so focused on drawing. I had to get all the girls finished. And I had. It was wonderful. I could relax now. Enjoy myself.

I pulled out my cock. It thrust hard out of my gray slacks. I loosened my tie as Aoi piled her lush tits around my dick. I groaned at the silky feel of her tits around my shaft. She smiled up at me with such loving delight in her eyes as she squeezed her tits around me.

I groaned as she worked her tits up my cock.

“Damn,” I panted.

“Ooh, she’s giving you a titty fuck,” purred Orihime. “Do her tits feel as good as mine?”

“Is there a safe way for me to answer that?” I groaned as Aoi worked her breasts up and down my cock. She massaged me, her nipples rubbing against my stomach through my dress shirt.

“No,” Ruri answered. “Orihime!”

I threw a look behind me and groaned. Ruri’s blouse was open. Her small breasts were out and Orihime was sucking on them. Ruri’s gray skirt was bunched around her waist, Orihime’s hand working in Ruri’s panties. She was returning the favor, Orihime’s blouse unbuttoned, her tie dangling between her tits along with her new gold cross my mother gave me to give to Orihime.

Both my women loved their new crosses.

I watched them as Aoi worshiped my cock. Her tits slid up and down me, my toes curling. It was so good to relax. All the tension of the last two weeks melted away. I smiled, my balls aching as those lush breasts caressed me. They swallowed my cock’s tip over and over again.

“Your women are affectionate, James-sama,” purred Aoi.

“Yes, they are,” I said, watching Ruri’s cute face twist in passion. Her blue-purple pigtails swayed around her shoulders. My nubile lover moaned as Orihime sucked on those fine, little titties.

Orihime’s orange hair spilled around her shoulders. Her hips wiggled back and forth, Ruri’s hand busy between her thighs. Ruri’s little moans echoed through the library. Her eyes squeezed shut. Her hand, the one not busy fingering Orihime, grabbed my busty lover’s shoulder, gripping her.

My dick twitched and throbbed in the embrace of Aoi’s tits. My precum spilled out, coating her inner flesh. I sucked in a deep breath. My balls tightened as my load of cum built and built. I had so much to give her.

“Oh, James-sama, release all your passion upon me,” Aoi moaned. She squeezed her tits tight around my cock. “Just spurt your spunk on me.”

“Yes, yes, do it, James,” moaned Ruri. Her fingers gripped Orihime’s shoulder. “You deserve it.”

Orihime moaned her agreement around Ruri’s little nub.

“Yes, I do,” I panted, staring back down at Aoi.

Her indigo eyes stared up at me. She had such a loving smile on her lips. She worked her tits faster and faster. She massaged me. The ache swelled at the tip of my cock. The building pressure tensed the crown of my cock. Precum spilled around me.

My chest rose and fell. My shirt fell so tight. Aoi wanted it. I could see it in her eyes. She just wanted to please me. To make me happy. Ruri squealed in the background as my balls tightened. My cum came to a boil.

“Fuck!” I groaned.

My cum erupted from my dick. It splashed up and splattered Aoi’s sweet face. She kept smiling at me as my pearly jizz splashed over her. It coated her lips. Her tongue darted out, gathering up the salty spunk. I painted her features. It dripped down onto her breasts.

“Oh, yes, James-sama!” she moaned as she worked her tits up and down my cock, massaging me.

My cum spilled over her breasts. It splattered those lush mounds. The pleasure shot through me again and again. Rapture slammed into my mind. Stars burst before me. I groaned out my ecstasy. My chair creaked as the last spurt of cum dribbled over the edge and coated her inner slopes.

“Yes, yes, yes, Orihime!” Ruri moaned behind me.

“Oh, James-sama, you were so backed up,” moaned Aoi. She sank back from me, pulling her tits from my dick. Her large breasts swayed. They were coated in my spunk.

“Let’s go lick her clean, Ruri!” Orihime moaned.

“What?” Ruri gasped, sounding dazed, lost in an orgasmic fog.

Orihime pulled Ruri off the table and dragged her past my chair. Ruri stumbled, her small titties jiggling, her cheeks flushed and lips glistening. I smiled as Orihime fell to her knees and darted her head down, licking up my cum off Aoi’s tits.

“Oh, Orihime-sama,” moaned Aoi. “Ooh, you are such an affectionate woman.”

“Uh-huh,” she panted.

Ruri squirmed, still holding Orihime’s hand. Her other was coated in pussy juices. I grabbed her wrist, pulling her fingers to my mouth. Ruri shuddered as I sucked Orihime’s sweet pussy cream from her digits. My cheeks hollowed.

“Come lick her clean, Ruri,” Orihime said.

“Idiot, I’m not—” Ruri’s words broke off in a squeak as Orihime tugged her down to her feet. My cute lover landed on her knees, her pigtails bouncing. Then she was jerked down. She squirmed and then licked up cum off Aoi’s other tit.

“Damn,” I groaned, watching my women work, Aoi beaming the entire time. “We should continue this at Dreamgirl Delights.”

“Nope,” Orihime said. “It’s Friday. It’s date night. You’re done with your drawing. Rei and Asuka can run the club just fine.” Rei was the third girl I made. I created her for Seth to be his girlfriend. Then Asuka joined had joined Rei as Seth’s second lover.

“It’ll be fine, James-sama,” Aoi said. “I will aide them, too. Your girlfriends deserve to have some special time with you.”

Without that pressure to draw, I nodded my head. “Sure. Going out and doing something sounds great.”

“Too much drawing is bad for you,” Ruri said as she lifted her head and glanced at me over her shoulder, a bit of my cum on her chin. “You can be such an idiot, James.”

“Good thing I have you to look out for me,” I said, stroking her head.

Her cheeks went crimson with a blush and her expression softened.

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Steve Davies

Unlike usual, Linda drove me home. I was staring at my phone, watching Seth Myers through the app.

Sam was in the backseat, not heading home with her friends. She had avoided any punishment for the outburst. Linda’s seduction of Rosemary Blum had worked out well. Sam would have to deliver an apology to her class and would be on her best behavior for a few weeks. If she did anything else, she’d be suspended.

“What does he want?” asked Linda.

“No idea,” I said, watching Seth. “He’s been quiet so far. Nothing about him seems out of the ordinary.”

“Well, what’s he doing now?” my wife asked.

“The same thing he’s been doing,” I said. “He’s beating Becky in a game of chess and teaching her about the mistake she just made. How to read opponents and be better.”

“Well, why is she doing that?” my wife muttered. “You know how Becky was acting weird earlier this week.”

I nodded.

“Well, she suddenly found herself attracted to him.” My wife shook her head. “I thought it was normal. You know, some infatuation. I told her she had a choice, to be faithful to you. Those feelings didn’t matter, they were normal, and so long as she didn’t act on them, there was nothing wrong about it.”

“Interesting,” I said. I opened the screen and opened Becky’s profile. I headed to her Spiritual Menu.

Spiritual

• Sexuality

• Faith

• Morality

• Social

I tapped on her Social Sub-Menu and then her Relationships Sub-Menu. Seth was climbing up on her list. I was at the top, followed by her friend, Tonya, then my wife, Sam, and then there was Seth. My skin tightened as I tapped Seth, opening up her feelings for him.

• Becky has an infatuation with Seth Meyers, finding him cute. However, she is committed to her father and wishes just to be friends with Seth.

• Becky finds Seth to be intelligent and patient, a good teacher. She wants to become a better chess player partly because of her infatuation.

• Becky is jealous that Tonya Alberts is in a relationship with Seth, envious of both parties. However, she isn’t willing to let that control her because she wants her friend to be happy and to limit her attraction to Seth.

• Becky trusts Seth.

I frowned. I felt uncomfortable reading this. Her feelings seemed normal, though. I found women attractive all the time. I knew that rush of lust for a new beauty. I felt it with my daughters. Becky was committed. She wasn’t wanting to cheat. Still…

“He can’t have edited her,” I said.

“There are other ways to influence a person,” said my wife.

“True,” I said. I switched over to the view of the room. Tonya was sitting beside Seth, their dots almost merging together. She was another girl that couldn’t be edited. I wondered if there was something he was wearing. I touched his shirt.

Nothing.

His vest. His slacks. His shoes. His tie…

EDITED BY PLAYER TWO

I frowned at that. I opened the tie’s menu.

Light Gray Tie, 2.5” x 58”, School Uniform Supplier, LLC

• Physical Quality

• Spiritual Quality

I tapped the Spiritual Quality Menu.

Spiritual Quality

• History

• Meaning

• Aura

I hit Auras. If he had done anything to make it affect people.

• Becky Davies will trust Seth Meyers, seeing him as someone she can rely on.

• Becky Davies will feel attracted to Seth Meyers and desire to pursue a relationship with him.

• Tonya Alberts will feel attracted to Seth Meyers and be open to a sexual relationship. She will fall in love with him.

• Tonya Alberts desires to be Seth Meyers girlfriend because she has fallen in love with him.

• Tonya Alberts will want to have a threesome with her lover Becky Davies and her lover Seth Meyers.

• Steve Davies will think he has checked Seth Meyers to see if he was edited when searching for PLAYER TWO.

“That little creep,” I muttered. “He’s used his aura to date Tonya.”

“You do the same thing,” Linda said. “My nurse’s office.”

I shifted. “I don’t make the girls fall in love with me. And… he didn’t make Becky fall in love with her. He just… made her attracted to him. But Tonya… Why?”

“I don’t know,” Mom said.

“What’s Seth’s feelings on Becky?” Sam asked.

I switched to Seth. I navigated through his menus to find his Relationships Sub-Menu. Becky Davies was at the top of the list. A pair of girls named Rei and Asuka were next, then his mother, Tonya, my son, various other students. I was farther down. I clicked on Becky.

• Seth Meyers desires nothing more than to have Becky Davies.

• Seth Meyers has long loved Becky Davies and desired her but was never noticed by her.

• Seth Meyer was only friends with Becky Davies’s brother to be around her and hope that something would happen.

• Seth Meyers would do anything to have her as a lover.

• Seth Meyers is jealous that Becky Davies has found love with her father.

“This is all about Becky?” I muttered. “What he plans. He wants her.”

“He can’t hurt her,” Linda muttered. “Right?”

“Yeah, the aura on her necklace is strong. It’ll protect her.” I swallowed, leaning back. “What are we going to do about this? He’s going to arm half the town tomorrow. If not more. I can’t pass any sort of gun laws before Monday.”

“You have the cops under your control, right?” Sam asked.

“Yeah, but there’ll be consequences. Lawsuits. People could get hurt.” I bit my lip. “I don’t have any spare edits. Not until Sunday. Not unless we want us to be open.”

“You could always not be mayor,” said Sam. “Why did Seth even make you into mayor?”

“No idea,” I said. I clicked on my name in his Relationship Sub-Menu.

• Seth Meyers hates Steve Davies and will see him destroyed for soiling his daughter, Becky Davies.

That was it. Nothing else. It was so focused. So one-track. I shuddered at the force of it. He hated me. I had to do something about him. How could I deal with someone who could edit reality? I’d have to wait until he was out of edits. How could I even know that?

I’d have to force him to use his edits. Then I could sick the police on him. Arrest him. Have his phone confiscated. Once he was disarmed, I’d have to find some excuse to keep him imprisoned for the rest of his life. It was terrible. He was a kid, but I didn’t want him hurting my family.

“Is everything ready?” my wife asked.

“Only edits left are the final protection to city hall and to my wedding ring,” I said.

My wife glanced at me. “I wished you’d protected yourself earlier.”

“Our family’s protection was more important,” I muttered. “We’re heading home. It’ll give the same protection until midnight.”

Tomorrow, I would have one final edit left. One chance to counter whatever it was that Seth planned. City hall, our college, and our home would all be safe. My family, including James and his girls, had their protection. Seth couldn’t hurt us. I just needed to figure out how to use my edits to trap him. I had to put roadblocks up.

Three of them.

If I used my Sunday edits and unleashed the consequences of them upon him on Monday, I would have three uses while he was forced to use his to get out of trouble. I smiled, liking this plan.

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Becky Davies

“Have fun on your date,” I said as I gathered up my stuff, chess club over.

“I will,” said Tonya. She had a bright smile on her face. “Sorry to cancel our sleepover. Mom was bummed. I think she likes it when you come over.”

Definitely.

“I think she wanted to have a girl’s weekend,” she said. “But we can get together tomorrow. My brother and dad will still be on their camping trip.”

This was supposed to be the weekend that Mrs. Alberts and I were going to seduce Tonya into lesbian incest. I wanted Tonya to have as much fun with her mother as I had with mine. But she was wrapped up in her new relationship with Seth.

Maybe that was why I felt that tingle of attraction for him. I was jealous that Tonya was into him and part of me wanted to break them up. It was petty. She was happy. She deserved to find a guy to love. I wished it could have been my father, but…

At least we were still lovers. Seth didn’t know, I hoped, but maybe tomorrow… “I have the inauguration tomorrow. It’ll probably take all day.”

“Well, you can sleepover Saturday night,” Tonya said. “That’s okay, right, Seth.”

“Sure,” Seth said, grinning at me. He had a friendly smile. A flutter of heat washed through me. I returned his smile with one of my own. I just had to keep thinking of him as a friend.

A friend.

“Okay, it’s a date,” my friend said and hugged me. She kissed my cheek then broke away, her platinum-blonde hair flying about her. She latched onto Seth’s arm and the pair swept out.

I slunk down the hall and headed out a side door. Mrs. Alberts waited in her car. I hurried to it and climbed in before anyone saw us. I could see the disappointment on her face. She drew in a deep breath. “So… she’s dating Seth tonight?”

“Yeah,” I said, biting my lip. “He’ll be a perfect gentleman.” I didn’t want her to know her daughter was fucking a guy and not just me. “He’s a good guy.”

“I know, it’s just…” She wanted her daughter badly.

“Well, she’ll come home eventually,” I said. “Maybe she’ll be horny, and we can… play with her.”

“Ooh, I like how you think,” Mrs. Alberts said. Then, with this wild look in her eyes, she leaned over and kissed me right there in the parking lot. I moaned into the lips of my older lover, her tongue thrusting into my mouth.

My heart beat fast. I loved being with older women. My mother was my favorite, but Mrs. Alberts was exciting. Our tongues dueled as her hand rested on my thigh. It was so exciting. Someone could see us. Recognize us.

It was a wild risk.

Mrs. Alberts broke the kiss, her sandy-blonde hair spilling about her flushed face. Her large breasts rose and fell in the tight, purple sweater she wore. They weren’t as big as mine, but they were such delicious tits to play with.

“I had to badger my son to get him to go with his father on their weekend camping trip,” muttered Mrs. Alberts. “I hope this isn’t a waste.”

“Well, we’re going to have some fun at the very least,” I said, stroking her thigh.

Mrs. Alberts grinned. She put her car into drive than darted her hand between my thighs. Her hand shot up beneath my skirt as she pulled away from the college. I gasped as the older, married woman’s fingers pressed into the satin crotch of my panties. Then she hooked her fingers through the leg hole and slid through my bush to find my wet pussy lips.

“Mrs. Alberts!” I gasped, my large breasts swelling the front of my gray vest and blouse. Her fingers plunged into my pussy.

“Mmm, you’re just juicy for tonight,” she purred, fingering me as she headed through the parking lot for the exit.

I groaned as we left Rainier Christian College with a huge smile on my face. My pussy clenched on her plunging fingers. She thrust them in and out of me, stirring me up. It was an incredible delight. My eyes fluttered. My legs straightened, my feet pressing on the floorboard. My seat creaked.

“Mrs. Alberts, yes!” I gasped.

Her thumb rubbed at my clit. My naughty pussy clenched around her fingers. Sparks flared through my twat as she pumped them in and out of me. I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut. The back of my head thudded into the headrest.

“Mrs. Alberts! Oh, you’re so naughty!”

“Mmm, you made me this way,” groaned the MILF. “If you weren’t a lesbian, I’d take you into bed with my husband. I think about sharing girls with him all the time.”

“Not… lesbian but… but…” I shuddered. “I love my daddy! He’s the only man for me!”

“How hot!” the MILF groaned. “Ooh, yes, yes, you want your daddy to fuck my daughter, don’t you?”

“And my mother!” I moaned. I wanted to share Tonya with both my parents. “Yes, yes, that’s incredible. Oh, Mrs. Alberts, yes! When Tonya comes home tonight, we’re going to pounce on her!”

“Ooh, that will be so wild!” the MILF groaned, thrusting her fingers deep into my cunt as she drove one-handed. “I can’t wait! I want her so bad and—”

She slammed on her brakes. The car screeched to a halt, almost rear-ending the vehicle waiting at the light. I glanced to my right and groaned at the sight of the gun shop. They had a sale going on. Maybe I should buy a gun after the inauguration ceremony.

“Ooh, yes, yes, we’re going to make my daughter explode,” Mrs. Alberts panted, her fingers churning my cunt up to a hot froth.

“We are!” I gasped, squirming. My breasts jiggled in my bra, my gray vest swelling with them. “Mrs. Alberts!”

Traffic flowed on. I whimpered and groaned as she drove us into the residential part of Rainier. Traffic flashed by as her fingers plundered my pussy again and again. She brought me closer and closer to my orgasm. That wonderful, gasping, shuddering delight. I groaned, my heart screaming in my chest.

Her thumb massaged my clit, rubbing it in fast circles. My body spasmed. It was happening so fast. We were driving through our neighborhood. We lived so close together. My eyes squeezed shut. My pussy clenched about her fingers as we passed people I knew.

If they had any idea that Mrs. Alberts was fingering me…

“Oh, my god, yes!” I howled and came on her fingers.

My pussy convulsed hard. Juices gushed out and bathed her hand. I felt them soaking my bush and panties. Her digits plunged deep into me. Her thumb massaged my clit as my head tossed. My feet pressed on the floorboard as I squirmed. My seatbelt dug into my tits.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Mrs. Alberts purred, turning into her driveway. “This is what we’re going to do to my daughter.”

“We are!” I howled as rapture surged through my body.

Ecstasy drowned my mind. It inundated me in a wash of passion. I groaned, my eyes blinking. Stars burst across my vision. I loved every bit of this. I bucked and groaned. My heart beat with such excitement.

The garage door closed behind her car, plunging us into darkness. I turned my head and kissed my older lover. Her lips melted to mine as my orgasm peaked. My pussy spasmed a final time about her naughty fingers.

Tonight would be amazing.

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Linda Davies

“What’s he up to?” I asked.

We’d eaten dinner with just Sam. Becky was with her lover, Mrs. Alberts, and James was, surprisingly, not drawing. He was out at dinner with Ruri and Orihime. I was surprised that he was taking them to such a nice restaurant. Samurai was a delicious Japanese steakhouse.

My husband glanced at his phone. “Still at the movie with Tonya and… Damn.”

“What?” I asked, sitting down on the couch. Sam was upstairs doing her makeup homework to get out of her trouble.

“Tonya’s giving him a blowjob in the middle of the theater.

“So they’re being normal young people,” I said, glancing at the screen. It was dark, but you could see Tonya’s platinum-blonde hair swaying as she bobbed her head. The light from the playing movie shifted and danced, painting Seth’s weaselly face as she sucked.

A warm tingle raced up through my body. It mixed with my nervous energy for tomorrow. I just wanted this all to be over. For Seth to be defanged, for my family to be safe, and yet… I was watching these two youths doing the sort of naughty things I did when I was there age.

And older.

“I never did blow you in a movie, did I?” I said, sliding my hand up and down his cock.

“Not in the timeline I remember,” he said. “Didn’t see any memories like that when I do look at the differences.”

“Oh,” I said, arching an eyebrow. “I did blow you in a car.”

“I remember that.”

“I’m glad the old me did that much,” I said, unzipping his jeans. He’d changed out of his school clothes. I was wearing just a robe, nothing underneath, but he was in his weekend clothing, comfortable, worn jeans and a sweater from our Alma matter Washington State University, the cougar snarling on the front.

“Feeling frisky?” he asked, glancing from the screen. You could just hear Tonya’s sucks and slurps in a lull in the movie’s action. It sounded like one of those superhero films. Those Marvelous or Amazing or whatever. Sam and James loved them.

“Maybe,” I said, drawing out his cock. “You just watch Seth and Tonya, and I’ll take care of you.”

I leaned over, feeling so wild and wanton. Even young. It was such a strange sensation. My hand gripped my husband’s cock. It made me happy that in all timelines I loved his dick. I might have been repressing half my sexuality in this other life I couldn’t remember, but I had done naughty things for Steve.

My lips slid over his cock. He groaned, shifting on the couch. I sucked hard on him, loving the flavor of his precum spilling in my mouth. I groaned as I worked my mouth up and down his dick. My lips sealed tight, my tongue dancing.

“Damn, Linda,” he groaned. “He has no idea we’re on to him. He’s so relaxed. Just enjoying his blowjob. Tonya’s bobbing her head. She’s really working it.”

I popped my mouth off his dick. “Mmm, just enjoy the show while I love you.”

He moaned as I engulfed his cock again.

I loved it. I knew this dick. I had one boyfriend before Steve. I wish I hadn’t given him my virginity, shame Steve didn’t adjust things so he got that treat, but his cock was never as good as this one. I loved sucking my husband. Feeling him in my mouth, giving him this pleasure.

Maybe it was my conservative, Christian upbringing. The woman should submit to her husband and support him. I was. Submitting. Supporting. Loving. I sucked so hard. It made me so wet to blow him. I was so juicy between my thighs.

I wanted to finger myself, to thrust my digits deep into my twat, but it was more fun holding off. I let my pussy simmer. I knew I would cum so hard on his dick. I would explode with delight on him. It would be one amazing moment of rapture.

My cheeks hollowed as I fisted his dick with one hand and played with his balls with the other. My brassy-brown hair fell about his cock as I bobbed my head. My lips sealed tight, drawing out more and more of his precum.

A preview for what his nuts held.

I massaged his balls as I loved him. I kneaded them with care. I knew this man so well. The sounds he made. The taste of him. There was something to being naughty with the person you’d shared your life with, maintaining that intimacy, sharing wicked pleasures.

“Damn, Linda,” he groaned, his hand seizing my hair. He held me tight. He gripped me as my mouth bobbed up and down on his cock. “Oh, yes, that’s good.”

My tongue darted around his crown. I stimulated him. I drew out his precum. He growled, his balls twitching. He was coming closer and closer as he watched the screen. I sucked as hard as I could, wanting his jizz.

“She’s lifting her head,” Steve groaned. “I think she’s going to fuck him right there in the theater. Yes, yes, she’s wiggling her hips. She’s pulling her panties out from beneath her skirt. She’s handing them to him… Fuck, he’s sniffing them.”

Steve’s dick twitched in my mouth. He should have edited Tonya to be into him. Then he could have fucked her. I had enjoyed the girl once. Last week, she came to visit my nurse’s office. I took her temperature rectally while feasting on her delicious twat. I sent her back to class feeling so much better.

“Damn!” Steve groaned. Then his cock erupted into my mouth.

I groaned in delight, gulping down his cum. It spurted hot into my mouth. The thick spunk spilled over my tongue. I swallowed it down with hunger. It slid down my throat to my stomach. It was such a rush. My heart pounded in my chest, pumping excitement through my body.

My molten pussy clenched, aching to be filled.

My eyes fluttered as he groaned with each eruption. His cum flowed down my throat, warming my belly, making my pussy simmer. I fisted his cock, massaging out every drop while his balls twitched a final time in my hand.

“Linda!” he groaned.

My mouth popped off, I rose, throwing open my robe and letting it fall off my body. His dark eyes flicked from the phone to my large breasts. I fell on him, straddling him, my pussy burning for his cock. Liquid delight spilled down my thighs, my spicy musk filling the air.

I straddled him, my hand seizing his dick. He groaned as I skillfully guided him to my twat. I had done this so many times. I knew his body and my own. How we fit together. I slammed my cunt down his cock.

“Steve!” I groaned as he filled me. My hungry pussy gripped him. His dick throbbed inside of me. His face twisted with passion. “Oh, damn, Steve, you’re hung.”

“Uh-huh,” he grunted. “Damn, Linda, you’re so hot for it.”

“I am!” I moaned. “Show me the screen. Let’s see what Tonya’s up to. Let’s see her riding that little weasel’s cock.”

He turned the screen. There she was, her back to the theater, working her pussy up and down his cock. They were so bold. Her hair danced around her shoulders. Her hands gripped his chest. She threw back her head, delight twisting on her face.

The same delight I had seen when I’d eaten her out.

My pussy clenched on my husband’s cock. I shuddered, working my twat up and down his dick. I whimpered, my heart racing. This wicked heat surged through me. My hips wiggled from side to side, stirring his dick around in my cunt.

“Seth!” Tonya whimpered.

“Ooh, you can do better,” I groaned. “My husband is such a better man than Seth! He’s got a cock!”

“Damn,” Steve groaned.

My hips worked faster. I pumped my pussy up and down his cock, gripping him. The friction was incredible. The pleasure spilled through me. My heart raced. My tits bounced before me. Steve kept his hand gripped on the phone as his face pressed into my tits.

“Yes, Anael, my wife’s on fire tonight.”

“I am,” I moaned, not seeing the angel but knowing she was around. “Ooh, yes, yes, I love your cock, Steve!”

My pussy clenched around him. I slammed down his cock, taking him to the hilt. It was incredible. My twat savored it. This wicked pleasure surged through me. My heart pounded in my chest. I wiggled from side to side, stirring him up.

This wanton delight built and built in me. My pussy clenched around his cock. It was such a treat. He filled me to the hilt. His big dick felt incredible in me. I whimpered and groaned. My heart pounded faster and faster.

I slammed down his cock. I gripped him. This wicked heat shuddered through me. My hips danced from side to side. I pressed my cunt down into my husband’s crotch. I loved the feel of him. It made me shudder. This was incredible. A wicked passion that had me trembling. Aching.

“Ooh, Tonya, honey,” I moaned at the phone. “You should be riding this cock. That would make Becky so happy.”

“So fucking happy,” Steve groaned. “I should have edited her to be attracted to me.”

“You’re too good of a man,” I moaned. “Every woman you edit should have the hots for us.”

My pussy clenched at those words. At the power we had. I shuddered as I slammed down his cock. I took him to the hilt. It was incredible. A delicious treat. My back arched. My breasts heaved and bounced, brushing my husband’s face.

Tonya worked her pussy faster, too. She was moaning, groaning, approaching her orgasm. The two were so wild. I bet that little weasel had an aura around him. Letting him get away having sex in public.

My pussy squeezed around my husband’s cock as I slid down his girth. I ground my clit into his pubic bone. Sparks flew. I was coming closer and closer to my orgasm. I whimpered, my eyes locked on the screen.

On Tonya’s dancing hair as she gasped out in delight.

“She’s cumming on his cock!” I moaned, my husband’s free hand squeezing my rump hard. “She should be cumming on yours!”

“Yes!” Steve groaned.

I slammed down my husband’s cock. I took him to the hilt. My clit burst with pleasure. I gasped as my back arched. My breasts pressed into my husband’s face, smothering him as my pussy convulsed around his cock.

My orgasm swept through my body.

“Tonya, you should be cumming on my husband’s cock like I am!” I howled, my pussy writhing, sucking at Steve’s dick.

“Becky!” Seth groaned as it was clear he was cumming in that girl.

“My husband wouldn’t howl another girl’s name when erupting in you!” I hissed, anger swelling through the rapture bursting inside of me.

“Yes!” growled Steve. He dropped his phone, the app instantly dying, the sounds of the fucking cutting off before the device even hit the cushion. “Linda!”

My husband’s cum spurted into me.

Hot and thick. He flooded my cunt. I shuddered, squirming on him as I milked him. Waves of rapture slammed through my body. I kissed him hard, thrusting my tongue into his mouth as this rapture blazed across my thoughts.

Such a wonderful delight to enjoy. A blessing. I loved it. I savored it as his cum spilled into me. So much jizz pumped into my cunt. I groaned, my pussy milking him dry. I whimpered into his mouth as he spurted a final blast of his spunk into me.

I broke the kiss, moaning, “Steve, we’re going to beat that little weasel.”

“Yes, we are,” he said, a smile growing. “I’m forming a plan.”

To be continued…

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The woman-demeaning lobby group Titcage is gradually stripping women of their rights, and has turned Claire into an obedient slut along the way…

Chapter 37
PROSTITUTION

It took ten days after Sluthole’s visit for home urine tests to show that Claire was pregnant. Steph’s test showed positive on the same day. The two girls burst into tears as they looked at the little “plus” sign on the test sticks, knowing that their dreams of somehow having a child with a loving husband had been replaced by this – being forcibly impregnated through degradation and rape with a child that there was a slight possibly might be their father’s. Claire could still remember the feeling of Sluthole pushing the condom of her father’s semen into her twat, and it made her shiver with disgust and arousal every time.

Their father celebrated their pregnancies, of course, by fucking them for the first time. He took Steph into his bedroom, and had Claire follow and kneel on the floor beside the bed, resting her enhanced tits on the mattress. Her father dumped Steph, naked, on the bed, pushed her legs wide apart, and began to fuck her missionary-style. Steph lay still at first, unresisting, but before long her conditioning took over and she began to buck her hips against her father’s cock, desperate to be raped, desperate to cum.

Her father was not gentle with Steph, alternately pulling her hair and viciosly crushing her boobs with his hands. Twice he reached down to pinch her clitoris as he fucked her, making her squeal and writhe in a way he clearly enjoyed.

Claire watched, and, because she hadn’t been told not, she masturbated, stroking her clitoris and pumping her fingers in and out of her cunt. She didn’t even know what she felt about this. The idea of her father raping her sister remained horrifying on some level, but at the same time what Claire was seeing triggered a lot of her conditioning. Sex was happening. A girl was in pain. A girl was being dominated by a man. A girl was being raped. Those were all good things, and it made Claire horny to see them. This was how the world should be, she knew.

And of course, a large part of her was upset and ashamed that her father had decided to rape Steph first, before Claire. Claire felt rejected and useless.

Claire’s turn came eventually. When her father had finally cum in Steph’s pussy, he pulled out, and motioned Claire to climb on top and lick Steph clean. Claire obeyed, moving into a 69 position over her sister, sticking her tongue in her sister’s twat, and tasting her father’s cum. Her father watched, and rested, until he felt ready for another round, and then moved into position to fuck Claire from behind even as Claire continued licking Steph.

Claire freaked out a little as she felt her father’s cock slide into her pussy. This was the same man who had conceived her, raised her, looked after her, and he was now using her as a sex toy. But how else was he supposed to use her? Claire WAS a sex toy. And so she began to buck her hips obediently against her father’s dick and continued licking her sister’s vagina. And soon she felt Steph’s tongue on her own clit, toying with her delicate bud even as her dad’s penis pushed in and out of her opening.

All three orgasmed again before long. Her father finished the proceedings by wiping his cock clean on Claire’s face, telling her she was a disgusting slut, and then pissing in her mouth. The taste of piss made Claire instinctively horny, and she reached down to stroke her recently-fucked pussy as she swallowed the urine.

After that, the sisters were fucked by men almost every night. But not always by their father.

For instance, the next night Ben came around to visit. He had been told by Titcage he would have the opportunity to marry Steph shortly, and he wanted to inspect his new bride. He let the girls know that their marriages would not be for some months, because Titcage wanted their pregnancies to be showing at the altar.

“You need to understand, Cuntcandy,” he said to a miserable Steph as he plowed his dick into her beaver on Claire’s bed, “I don’t actually WANT you for a wife. I’m not in love with you and I don’t like you very much.” He deliberately squeezed her surgically-enhanced left tits in his hand until she gasped in pain. “But you don’t say no to a pretty little lesbian sex slave when Titcage offers you one. So you’re going to marry me, and look after my house, and service my cock, and if you’re very good you can watch while I fuck other girls who I like better. Michael says I can use your sister whenever I want, for example.”

He looked at Steph’s face as he fucked her, and then slapped it, for fun. “You know, I used to think girls were something to love, and respect, and look after. But that was before your sister chose to turn herself into such a disgusting whore. She helped me learn that women are just life support for a pair of tits and a cunt.” He felt himself close to cumming, so he pulled out, so he could ejaculate over Steph’s tits and face. Steph wailed in dismay, her conditioning telling her that Ben was rejecting her by choosing not to cum in her pussy.

The girls’ other male friends also visited them and raped them from time to time. It was rape in that the men ultimately didn’t care whether the girls consented, but on the other hand they had been invited around by Claire and Steph. The girls would ring their male friends and urge them to visit and hurt them and fuck them, usually rubbing their own pussies as they tried to convince their friends to use them like fuckmeat.

Mostly, though, the girls’ post-work sex fell into the category of “clients”. Their father began inviting men around to the house to fuck the girls – strangers mostly – and taking money from them. Sometimes the men would want to watch the sisters lez off with each other. Sometimes they would want their cocks sucked. Sometimes they wanted to fuck the girls’ pussies or asses. And sometimes what they really wanted was to beat the girls’ tits and pussies with a belt until the girls were crying. But always, Claire and Steph did what they were told, servicing the men and watching their father get paid for their work.

Realising that she had become a prostitute released complex emotions in Claire. She recognised it as another step in her degradation, but she also felt some pride that fucking her was worth money to people. She had not thought she was so valuable; she had assumed that fucking her was something men did because there wasn’t a better girl around to use instead. But she also felt shame; not just from being used as a fucktoy – in fact, not even MOSTLY for that reason – but because she was not giving away her body for free. Men shouldn’t have to pay to use a woman. They should just take her. Claire knew this, but she also knew that this was her father’s idea, and that men were always right. It was confusing for her, so after a while she stopped thinking about it and just focused on being a good little fuckpuppet for the strangers who came to use her.

Once they had been prostitutes for a couple of weeks, their father sent Claire and Steph out to find clients of their own. They would go out onto street corners or to bars dressed in whorish short skirts and see-through tops, with no underwear, and slut up to men, pressing their tits against mens’ chests and their hands against mens’ groins. Once they got men interested, they would let them know the price. Sometimes the girls ended up making money being fucked in alleyways and in the backs of cars; sometimes they just got violently raped without being paid by men who were frustrated by their teasing.

During this time, Titcage’s lobbying work was continuing. They published a major scientific report entitled “Are Women Happy?”, featuring the work of a great many respected scientists, both male and female. The report found that women on average repoted being less happy than they had been 50 years ago. They were more stressed. The work looked at the causes. It found women were less happy the more responsibility they had; the most stressed women were the ones in senior management positions. It looked at women’s education, and argued that government money spent on education women was inefficient – women were less likely to use their education productively than men, and much more likely to go on to be homemakers, waitresses, retail clerks or prostitutes. The report concluded that, as a matter of raw statistics, each advancement in women’s rights over the last 100 years had been a drain on the public purse and only made women less happy than they had been before.

The “Are Women Happy” report was accompanied by another – “Today’s Men” – looking at men’s issues. It was a study of a range of men who had achieved poor life outcomes, including prisoners, the homeless, those suffering from depression, and suicides, and argued that a common factor linking all these outcomes was the availability of women in the lives of these men. The report found that the presence of sexually available women in a man’s life substantially decreased his likelihood of criminal behaviour, of depression, and of poverty. Conversely, specifically being denied sexual activity by a woman dramatically increased a man’s risk in all three categories.

The reports caused a stir in government, which had already been struggling with suicide, depression, and education funding as major national issues. The government promised a range of measures to address the reports, but started off with a piece of legislation it had been contemplating anyway: the legalisation of subliminal messaging. The bill was signed into law, and TV and radio broacasters were now permitted to broadcast subliminal messaging in their programs, on specific conditions: it could only be aimed at women, and it could only be used “to promote the happiness and education of females”.

Claire knew what these laws really meant, because Titcage had arranged to help the largest broadcasters with their messaging. “Promoting happiness” meant helping women to enjoy being raped, degraded, and kept as property. And “education” meant educating women on how they were just life support systems for two tits and a cunt….

(To be continued…)

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the title says it all

My name’s Jenn, I’m 19 now but this is a story when I was fifteen, the year I learned to love girls and accept the consequences I first began to see the light at party/dance at my girlfriend’s house.. I walked in the door of my friend’s house and immediately smelled the scent of grinding bodies and heard the deep bass of the music. As I made my way into the family room I was feeling a bit self conscious so I pulled up my bra to cover more of my 32C titties.

I was wearing a very low cut tank, and a loose bra. My skirt barely skimmed the top of my thighs, and I could hear an occasional moan rising from the throng of gyrating teenagers. To make a long story short, I was getting turned on and my sweet little nipples were growing harder by the second.

My long blonde hair hung loose about my head. The lights in the house were dimmed, and I could just make out couples kissing and grinding against one another.

Suddenly a boy I hardly knew came up behind me and began pressing his body hard against me. I could feel the hard bulge of his cock rubbing against my ass. I turned around and started laughing from him, he looked really pissed then so I quickly got away from him. What I really craved was the touch of my girlfriend Jas, that’s short for Jasmine.

I found a cooler and picked out a beer to suck on, and after about ten minutes, and too many passes from boys, I caught sight of Jas, her light blonde hair danced around her as she rubbed her body against another girl who, I had to admit, sported a perky set of tities, held in place by a white, lacy bra and tank.
Jas was about three inches taller than her, at five foot six inches, but when we were together we were face-to-face and breast-to-breast. I felt my nipples harden even more as I took in Jas’s perfect, slim, and shapely body. She was dressed in a light and mostly transparent golden silk dress, and I could see her nipples protruding her small but perfectly shaped titties. Her slightly curly black hair was halfway pulled back, and the rest fell around her face like a dark veil.

As I came up behind her and slipped my hands around her waist I could feel her heat and a sheen of sweat on her skin. I let my hand slip lower and to discover that her juices were leaking out of her delicious shaved pussy and were forming a wet spot on her short dress. We swung our hips to the beat of the music, and as I began rubbing my hands over her firm tanned thighs she moaned and whispered over her shoulder to me, “God, I thought you’d never get here. I need you so bad baby. I’m more horny than you can imagine,” she said loud enough for me to hear.

I giggled into her ear and said, “I feel the same way, Jas,” as I cupped her tities in my hands.

Jas and I moved into the thick of the press of thrashing bodies. It was perfectly normal for girls in my school to dance together, and after a quick look around to make sure that no-one was giving us any special attention I slowly slid my hand along her silky thigh and up under her dress. My other hand massaged her abs as it roved up her body to gently squeeze her breasts.

My hand clamped over her pussy covered by a soaking wet silk thong. I started to grind the heel of my palm against Jas’s sensitive clit through the soaked thong. Jas threw her head back and groaned.
I knew what she needed. I slipped my hand into the thong and I felt her juices against both sides of my hand. Her pussy was hot, I couldn’t believe the heat it was throwing off. With one hand I stroked and squeezed her perfect tities, while my fingers slowly caressed her pussy lips. I parted the puffy lips and rubbed my two fingers over her clit. Jas’s body jerked and she groaned into my shoulder as I slid s finger between her wet, juicy, and throbbing cunt lips. As I moved my finger in and out of her pussy my thumb pressed down hard on her slick clit, grinding it back and forth and sending Jas into a moan fest. I could hear her breath coming faster and more ragged.

I began to began to fuck my girl faster, “Oh fuck, you little bitch you are going to make my cunt cream right here in front of everyone,” she groaned into my ear.

“Well, bitch, do you want me to stop?” I said as I grinned at her.

The girl that Jas had been dancing was standing right next to us, taking the whole scene in and pinching her nips through her top. She looked to be about thirteen, a brunet with tiny tits and a hot ass.
“You two are so fucking hot,’ I heard her say as she unbuttoned her shorts and thrust a hand inside. She began rocking up and back on her fingers, but never took her eyes off Jas and I.

Then I saw Jayden, Jas’s older sister. She was standing just behind the other girl, but she had her arms crossed on her chest and she didn’t look the very pleased.

Jayden was seventeen and had an amazing body. Once I saw her in a tiny bikini at Jas’s place and I thought I was going to cream my pussy right then and there. Jayden just has this way about her, like she knows what everyone else was thinking. And at that moment I would have loved to have know what Jayden was thinking.

I knew Jas was close, and I wasn’t going to spoil her orgasm just cause her sister didn’t seem to like it. I leaned close to Jas’s ear, “Oh baby your cunt is grabing on my finger so hard I know you are close. I just wanted you to know that your sister is watching us right now and I don’t give a fuck.”
With my free hand I lifted Jas’s skirt to the waist and pulled her thong down faer enough so that her cunt was exposed.

“Oh fuck this is so hot, please make me cum Jenn, make me cum in front of everyone,” Jas groaned.
The girl in the shorts, followed my cue and pushed her shorts and panties down her thighs. She was fucking her cunt like crazy . she pushed her top over her tittes and twisted her nipples hard.

I looked over the girls shoulder and right into Jayden’s eyes. What I saw there now was something different. She glanced down at her sister’s pussy and then back at me. I formed my lips into an air kiss as I pinched Jas’s slick little clit and rammed three fingers into her foaming cunt. Suddenly arched against my body as an orgasm wracked her body. Her cunt erupted, sending a fine spray from around my fingers.
I looked at Jayden, she now had a hand down her jean shorts and was rubbing off.

I kept going, and Jas’s body continued to convulse and squirt creamy juice. The girl in the shorts crumbled to her knees cum spewed from her tight little cunt.

We had everyone’s attention now. A circle of girls and guys formed around us yowling and yipping at us, Then to my amazement Jayden stepped to the front of the sircle,. She trew off her tank, shorts and panties, and kneeled on the wet carpet between her sister’s feet.
Jas had her eyes closed but opened them the instant Jayden clamped her mouth onto her throbbing clit.
“Oh fuck!” Jas screamed as she began to grind her tight little cunt on my finger and her sisters beautiful mouth.

The place was going crazy and a few other girls in the front of the circle stripped and began fingering themselves.

Between Jayden and I, we ripped orgasm after orgasm from Jas’s delicious hot body.

Jayden was sucking and swallowing every ounce of cum she could, while she rammed three fingers fast and furious in and out of her own shaved cunt.

I couldn’t believe that I was in the middle of a fucking orgy, fuck I had started it.

Finally I felt Jas her relax against me and I removed my hand from her cunt and stroked her breasts and slowly laid her on the floor.

“CUM ALL OVER ME, YOU FUCKING BITCHES,” Jas screamed.

Soon there were a circle of girls all rubbing off over Jas, and she writhed on the floor, loving every minute of it.

The girl in the shorts straddled, Jas face as she furiously rubbed her pussy in seconds she sprayed a bucket of cum all over my girl friend’s face.

Jas groaned and lapped it up. I noticed a lot of guys had their cocks out and were jerking off, but I would have kicked them in the balls if one of them had stepped forward.

With my hand covered that was covered in Jas’s juices I rammed three fingers deep into my cunt as I undressed. A small read head rubbed her cunt on Jas’s knee then sprayed her own juices all over my hot girl friend’s belly.

My eyes grew wide as Jayden straddled her sister’s body. She began grinding her cunt hard and fast over Jas’s cum soaked hi. Both sisters were groaning like crazy. Jayden moved up her sister’s body and pressed her slick cunt on Jas’s little tities, first one then the other. Looking down on her little sister Jayden was grinding hard on those hard little tities. Then she groaned, shifted her hips upward and sent a torrent of cum into her sisters face. Jas opened her mouth and took in as much as she could.
This scene sent me over the top. I stepped up and sat my pussy down on Jas’s face and reached down and began slapping and grinding my hand on her cum drenched cunt.

“Oh fuck Jas, yes suck my clit baby, “ It was too much, I felt that I was in the centre of a volcano and it was erupting, my cunt exploded sending cum squirting over every inch of Jas’s hot little body.

Jayden put her arm around Jas’s other side and we lead her out of the room. Jayden led the way to her parent’s master bedroom. I knew it had a walk in shower.

I was still in shock over what had just happened, but then the night was still young, and Io had consequences cumming my way.

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Connie felt the beautiful Japanese woman’s long tongue slithering deeper into her cunt and screamed her pleasure into the pillow. Emily’s lower lip was moving against Connie’s clitoris as her tongue — long enough to touch the tip of her nose — tried valiantly to reach deep inside to massage the petite brunette’s G-spot. Her oral muscle wasn’t quite *that* long — but Connie bucked and writhed in joyfulappreciation of the effort.

The combination of Emily’s enthusiastic and talented mouth on her cunt and Kim’s voracious suckling at her nipples had kept Conniecumming for something like a half hour. The orgasms just kept rolling through her until she felt as if she were one huge, quivering nerve.

Finally, Emily knelt up, settling her lovely derriere on her heels. She trailed her slim, graceful hands down over Connie’s still-quaking thighs and smiled happily, her tiny-nippled tits quivering slightly. She was deeply flushed and her little nipples were stone-hard. Connie motioned to her. Both Emily and Kim snuggled against her, the three of them kissing and caressing each other, cuddling down after theirpassionate indulgence.

“I thought I was turning inside-out,” Connie panted to Emily. “That was just beautiful!”

“I love making love to your femininity,” Emily said, with her slight accent and oddly archaic English. “You’re taste is delicious and your labia are perfectly formed — and so delicate! I could kiss them for hours!”

Connie kissed Emily’s forehead and cupped one perfectly rounded breast. Emily’s tits were as amazing in their way as Kim’s. Though less abundant than the beautiful young dance student’s, Emily’s breasts were perfectly proportioned to her elegant curves and were much more full than Connie would have expected from an Oriental. And they were so firm!

Kim’s breasts wee fabulous in their own right. For one thing, they were large and firm, jutting with all the gravity-defying exuberance of her youth. But the true marvels were her nipples. They were not the usual aureole surrounding a pointed nozzle; the entire ends of her breasts were like huge nipples, swelling as hard and large as the shell of a walnut.

“I feel so empty inside!” Connie whispered, writhing between her two lovers. “Kim! Toy time!”

Kim’s eyes sparkled. She kissed Connie’s cheek, then rolled across the wide waterbed to the edge. She grabbed the tote bag from beside the bed and knelt up straight, a vision of lush, abundant curves. With her rich tangle of hair falling disheveled about her face, she was lust personified.

With a flourish, Kim opened and upended the bag. The dildos and vibrators and lubricants tumbled to the undulating surface of the bed.

Emily crawled to all fours across Connie’s torso, knees on one side and hands on the other, to inspect the collection. “Oh, my!” sheexclaimed.

Connie sat up. The muscles rippled on the abdomen of the dance teacher. “I want you two to agree to do whatever I tell you, now, okay?”

Kim nodded at once; after a moment, Emily agreed, as well.

“Kim, outfit Emily with one of Joni’s Butterflys, and pick a dildo for me. Grease it up good.”

“Okay, boss.”

“Whatever you wish.”

Kim selected exactly the dildo Connie had expected — the big twenty-inch double dong — and lubed it with half a tube of K-Y. Connie took the butt-plug and lubed it. She held it out to Emily, who took it by the flat base, examining it as if she’d never been in the Pink Pussycat Boutique and seen on display.

“For Kim.”

“Ah, so!” Emily said as Connie took the remote control for the Joni’s Butterfly from Kim. The latex rectangle contained a smallvibrator. One side of the latex was flat and smooth; the other, shaped to fit into a woman’s labia, was covered with low, rubber protuberances meant to transmit the vibrations to the sensitive inner flesh of the labia and to the clitoris. The whole affair fitted neatly over Emily’s sweet pussy and was held in place by an elastic strap that went around her waist and two garter-like straps that encircled her thighs.

Connie carefully thumbed the slide control to its lowest setting and watched Emily’s eyes widen — then half-close as her hips began to trace tiny circles of pleasure.

Connie lay back slowly, legs wide. “You, too, Kim,” she said, a gesture indicating Kim was to mirror her position, so their pussies would be open and nearly in alignment.

“Emily, put that dildo into us.”

“Oh, yesss….” Emily’s voice was a lusty sigh as she hefted the large double-dong. She frowned as she looked at Connie’s little cunt.

“Don’t worry — my husband is almost as thick. I want it!”

Emily bent gracefully at the waist and put her face near the cuntal juncture. She smiled and that long tongue came out to lick Connie’s cunt, then Kim’s. Both recipients moaned and rolled their hips with pleasure.

Connie tensed with anticipation when she felt Emily fitting the fat knob of the artificial cock into her cunt lips. She felt herselfstretching and giving way, slowly and with just a hint of the most wonderfully delicious discomfort. She thumbed the control on theButterfly higher. Emily emitted a polite, lady-like squeal and pushed the head of the dildo into Connie’s cunt.

Connie felt as if she couldn’t catch her breath. She struggled to regain control of her breathing long enough to say, “Kim — hold the butt-plug.”

As Emily handed the butt-plug to Kim, she worked more of the fat dildo up Connie’s hungry little cunt. Three, four, five inches slid in, stretching and reaming her cunt in the most wonderful way.

“Put the other end into Kimberly,” Connie instructed. She groaned again as she felt the dildo flex and move inside her, responding to Emily efforts to align it. Kim’s sigh and grunt of pleasure informed her when the insertion was made. Connie groped blindly till her fingers found Kim’s. They gripped each other’s hand and began working their cunnies toward contact, swallowing more and more of the big double dildo.

Connie felt Kim’s soft pubic hair against her labia. “Roll a little,” she gasped.

Kim rolled halfway onto her side and Connie forced their cunts completely together.

Connie managed to focus her gaze on Emily. The beautiful Japanese woman was staring with heavy-lidded eyes at the lewd sight of two lovely women impaling themselves on opposite ends of the same out-sized rubber cock. The sight was having its effect. Emily’s face, throat and chest were flushed, her breathing was shallow and rapid and her nipples were so swollen, they looked ready to burst. Her soft lips were parted and slightly and from time to time, the tip of her tongue flickered across them.

“Stick that plug up Kim’s little backside,” Connie breathed.

Emily jerked, as if startled. She bent at the waist and kissed Kim’s luxuriant hip as she slid the butt-plug into position.

Connie felt Kimberly’s stiffening when it began to penetrate, then heard the deep sigh of contentment as the little rubber device was securely lodged. She pulled on Kim’s hand to make her lay back flat on the bed and began slowly hunching her hips, fucking Kimberly with the double dong while she fucked her own overheated little pussy.

“Get down here and lick us both!” Connie hissed.

Emily didn’t need a second invitation. Her wet, hungry lipsexplored the thighs and abdomen of each impaled woman in turn, then that marvelously agile tongue was tracing the tautly stretched labia — or as much as she could reach — and finally moved between two swollen clits.

It was there that Emily was in her glory and her talent was put to the best use. She kept her tongue between the two women and twitched it back and forth, as quick as a pink tuning fork, flicking at the tips of the two engorged clitorises. Connie reached down with one hand to cup Emily’s breast. She closed her fingertips around the tiny, hard nipple and pulled on it slightly. She was rewarded with the soft exhalation of Emily’s groan of pleasure.

Connie pinched the nipple hard and Emily shook and shivered and for a moment could only rest her cheek on Kim’s shuddering abdomen. Connie reached over and fingered the garter clasp of the Joni’sButterfly around Emily’s left thigh.

“Take it off,” Connie ordered. “And sit on Kim’s face — but don’t stop licking!” Emily complied with suddenly clumsy fingers and was visibly trembling with pleasure as she slowly moved into position, Her tongue never ceased to work its wonders on the two women. Kim’s groans of pleasure were muffled in the liquid softness of Emily’s wet twat.

Connie slowly worked herself off the dildo, regretting theemptiness its removal left inside her spasming cunt — but looking forward even more to what was coming next.

She quickly reversed herself on the bed, licking the insides of Kim’s quivering, wide-flung thighs. She gripped the end of the dildo and pumped it quickly, almost savagely, in and out of Kim’s young cunt. The strawberry blonde gasped and bucked at the combined stimuli of Emily’s tireless tongue and the huge rubber phallus inside her. Connie pushed more and more of the big fucker into her girlfriend, till fully a foot of it was buried inside Kim’s hungry cunt.

And then she pulled it out, completely.

Connie heard Kim’s muffled howls of frustration and saw how her cunt still gaped and drooled. She knew what Kim was feeling, what Kim craved. She groped for and found a tube of the K-Y and smeared it on her fingers.

Then she slipped three fingers into Kim’s twat.

“Yes!” Even muffled by Emily’s muff, Kim’s cry was clearly audible. Connie tucked a fourth finger into Kim’s sopping pussy and waggled her digits back and fourth in the wet pool of Kim juice. Kim screamed and bucked her hips. Connie kept it up for more than a minute, then slid her fingers out of her beautiful friend and moved up on the bed.

“My turn on her face,” she whispered to Emily, her voice raspy with lust. Emily sat up slowly and turn passion-glazed eyes on Connie.

“My turn,” Connie repeated and Emily slowly hoisted herself off Kim’s face.

Connie looked at the strawberry blonde’s face and saw Kim was absolutely soaked with Emily’s juices. Kim’s face was slack, her lips were open, her eyes were closed, her hair was a mess — and her tongue was still outstretched.

Connie lowered her cunt directly over Kim’s yearning tongue and shivered as she felt the slick pink mouth muscle move against her twat and clitoris. She ground her cunt down onto Kim’s mouth, her hands squeezing and pulling Kim’s amazing nipples.

“Get beside her and lean between her legs,” she told Emily.

The lusty, lovely Japanese woman slithered into place andimmediately began working her remarkable tongue around Kim’s hungry cunt. Kim vented her pleasures on Connie’s receptive cunt — but Connie had something else in mind.

She leaned forward and her tongue joined Emily’s on Kimberly’s cunt and clit. She reached to one side and grabbed the tube of K-Y jelly. “Give me your hand,” she told Emily.

Emily moved in slow-motion, offering her hand. Connie smeared it with all the lubricant left in the tube.

“Now stick three fingers into her,” Connie whispered and felt a wave of lust wash through her as she watch the delicate fingers — smaller than her own, as she’d noticed while they were eating dinner — slide into her lover. Kimberly had taken Connie’s cunt, lips and all,completely into her mouth and was wildly licking and sucking. A series of small orgasms was detonating inside the petite ballet teacher’s body, but she didn’t let them distract her.

“Another,” she said to Emily and watched the beautiful Asian’s eyes close almost all the way as she complied. Connie grabbed Emily’s forearm and began pumping the fingers in and out of her friend’s cunt as if she were using a dildo and not another woman’s fingers.

Beneath her, Kim was writhing and bucking, stiffening in orgasm from time to time from the twin pleasures of Connie’s tongue on her clit and Emily’s fingers in her cunt.

“Now tuck your thumb into your palm,” Connie ordered. Emily’s eyes widened slightly, but she complied. Connie pushed Emily’s forearm toward Kim’s cunt and watched Emily’s hand begin to sink inside.

Kimberly arched, her legs widespread and thighs trembling. She began rolling her hips in sharp, tight circles, trying to absorb Emily’s hand. She was sucking crazily on Connie’s cunt now, her tongue trying to get ever deeper into Connie’s grasping quim.

Connie pushed Emily’s hand harder and harder, felt Emily tensing with the effort of pushing.

“You wanted to know how it felt to ream a woman? Ram your fist up her cunt!” she hissed.

Emily moaned and then her hand disappeared into Kim.

“UNnnnnngh!” Kim’s loud grunt vibrated Connie’s insides. She pushed Emily’s hand deeper into Kim, till almost a third of her forearm was buried in the lush young blonde. She could feel Kim’s abdomen bulging against her upper chest, could feel Emily’s hand move inside. She felt Kim shuddering and groaning.

Emily’s eyes widened. “She is having an orgasm!” she breathed, astonished. “I can feel it on my hand!”

“Make a fist!” Connie hissed. “Give her more!”

Kim writhed as Emily complied and Connie licked her cunt. She was bowed up off the bed now, seemingly locked in the difficult position and seemingly unable to relax from it. Connie felt the orgasms washing through Kimberly. She moved her hand higher on Emily’s arm, near the elbow, and rammed the Japanese woman’s small fist deeper into Kim’s welcoming cunt.

Emily turned her face to Connie’s. Her expression was half-crazed and totally passionate. A tiny, evil smile played across her lips and she suddenly ducked her head forward and kissed Connie hungrily. Connie opened her mouth willingly to that amazing tongue. She relaxed her guiding grip on Emily’s arm and when she broke the kiss, saw that Emily was happily, greedily pumping Kim’s insatiable cunt with her fist and half of her forearm.

Connie climbed off Kim’s face and the young blonde immediately let out a scream of sheer pleasure. Her hips crashed down to the bed and bucked wildly. Connie saw her abdomen ripple and bulge in time with Emily’s fisting. Her own cunt was yawning for food. She crawled over to the big double dildo and impaled herself on it, holding it with one hand while the other hand moved frantically over her clitoris. She shook with pleasure, wallowing in the decadence of what they were doing.

She crawled around behind Emily while Kim let loose another wild scream. The free end of the double dong dangled to the bed. It hung from Connie’s cunt like an obscene imitation of hermaphroditic mutation. She knelt behind Emily, raised the other end of the dildo and nestled it against the gooey, gushing lips of Emily’s upthrust cunt.

“I’m gonna FUCK you!” Connie barked and pushed the big dildo forward. Emily emitted a sharp yelp of surprise and then pushed back with her hips, bracing herself by forcing her fist to the limit in Kim’s spasming cunt. The huge rubber knob stretched Emily’s small cuntprecariously and then slipped inside.

“Oh! You are splitting me in half!” Emily cried and pushed back for more. Kim screamed her pleasure again and started grunting and sobbing as she came and came again. Connie pushed the dildo forward, feeling the back pressure from Emily’s tight twat. She got about five inches into the Japanese woman, then pulled back — and rammed forward till all but an inch or so remained outside. Emily fell forward and rammed her hand inside Kim, her face resting on Kim’s shuddering abdomen.

Connie began fucking in and out of the constricted Japanese cunt, savoring the hunching and stretching of the dildo inside herself while her fingers plucked at her swollen clitoris. She was cumming, too, nonstop, orgasm after orgasm cascading inside her and building strength. The sight of Emily’s long tongue on Kim’s clitoris and Emily’s arm buried halfway into Kim’s lovely cunt, the sight and sound of Kimberly’s powerful, unceasing orgasms and her cunt liquidly gripping Emily’s forearm combined with the physical sensations and the smell of overheated cunt and sent Connie higher and higher. She couldn’t hold herself upright any longer as the pleasures tore through her. She leanedforward, draping herself over Emily’s bowed back as their hips worked rapidly over the long, fat double dong. All three were cumming now, all three were lost in pleasure.

When Emily shrieked, “I feel so depraved!” it was the final nudge for Connie. Yes, depraved — that was exactly what they were. Depraved, sex-craving sluts and they loved it. The pleasure got to be too much, the orgasms too intense. She couldn’t seem to draw a breath and her awareness was spiraling off and away into a dark, red pit of pleasure…

She passed out just as Emily pulled her hand, fist still curled, out of Kimberly’s clenching cunt and barely saw her sobbing, strawberry blonde student rubbing Emily’s cunt-juiced hand over her fantastic nipples and on her face.* * *

It was almost two o’clock in the morning before any of them stirred enough to be called “awake.” Connie was cuddled to Kim’s left side, Emily to the right. Emily was lightly cupping Kim’s wet cunt; Connie was gently licking the silky side swell of Kim’s left breast.

“I can’t believe we came so much!” Kim breathed softly. “I can’t believe she had her whole damn fist inside me and that it felt so good!”

“The way you came so hard,” Emily said softly. Whom she addressed was unclear and unimportant. “It was making me cum just seeing it, being part of it.” She raised her head and met Connie’s gaze. “I didn’t know an orgasm could be strong enough to make a woman pass out!” She lowered her face to rest on Kim’s right tit. “I was thinking, when I had my hand in Kimberly and you had that huge dildo in me…”

“What?” Connie prompted.

Emily managed to look embarrassed. “I was thinking that I wished we could have photographs of it, to see and remind me…” She smiled shyly and her long tongue came out to lick Kimberly’s dome-like nipple.

Connie giggled. “Gee, if you’d said something before, I could have set up the camcorder on the dresser. It works pretty good in low light.”

It was Kimberly who said, “Let’s do it!”

Emily shook her head. “No, no, I can’t take that huge dildo again. It felt wonderfully pleasurable, but it was painful, too. Maybe another time.”

“My pussy can’t take that fist again right now, either,” Kimberly said, rolling toward Connie. “Where’s that camcorder?”

“In the living room, next to the VCR.”

“Tape?”

“We always keep a blank in it. But — “

Kim was already out of the bed and padding from the room, tits and buttocks jiggling just enough to be enticing. She returned a few moments later. “Oh, yeah, I know this model.” She pushed some switches and it began a soft whirring. She set it on the dresser, aimed at the bed, and mugged momentarily for the lens, pinching her hardened nipples and tugging at her tits.

“I don’t understand — ” Connie began.

“I do,” Emily said, smiling her depraved smile. She coaxed Connie to roll over, then pulled her up on all fours and slid beneath her from behind. Connie stiffened as she felt Emily’s tongue hit her clitoris, then groaned with pleasure at the teasing, tantalizing touch of the tongue tip on her again-swollen clitoris. She saw Kimberly stuffing the end of the double-dildo into herself just as Emily slipped three fingers into her cunt.

“Ohhh, noooo….” Connie groaned as the fourth finger went in and she felt Kimberly behind her, straddling Emily’s chest. “Fuck me,” Connie gasped as Emily began working her thumb into her cunt and Kim started rubbing the free end of the big dildo against her asshole.

“And if we can’t both fuck you are once,” Kimberly said behind her, “that’s okay. We’ll take turns — her little fist in your cunt and then this big fucker in your ass.”

Connie made a mewling noise as she felt Emily’s hand widening her pussy entrance, working its way inexorably into her — and suddenly, she wanted this, wanted it on tape, wanted it all…desperately. She leaned back and in with her hips, forcing her cunt onto Emily’s hand.

“But you *are* going to get reamed, you slut!” Kimberly vowed.

“Fuckmefuckfuckme…” Connie wailed and they began giving her exactly what she was asking for.

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