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Jenny helps Linnea work through her guilt

Chapter 7, In which Jenny and I come to an understanding

It was mid-afternoon and instead of walking into a meeting downtown, I was gazing out the car window at suburbia. My friend Jenny was driving, since she was familiar with the area.

I turned back to study Jenny with mixed feelings. She was an attractive girl, only a year younger than I — I’d seen her license — and quite vivacious once I’d gotten past her shell. Twenty-four hours ago, she’d been a waitress working the respectable side of the Bad Hoss, the restaurant and strip club where we’d met. Since then, I’d introduced Jenny to a lot of things good girls didn’t do.

Jenny noticed me looking and flashed the same happy smile she’d worn when she posed nude for her application photo an hour ago, about the same time I’d learned she’d been a member of her school’s Purity Club years ago. Starting that night, she’d be the Bad Hoss’s newest dancer. It still seemed like a big change; I wished I was taking it as well as she was.

“Loosen up, Linnea,” she encouraged me. “Estelle still works at the salon, and Hattie says she has a real good reputation. Apparently people come from all over to see her — maybe not as far as you,” she added with a laugh.

“It’s not that,” I assured her, mostly truthfully. My life had gotten awfully complicated since I’d met my girlfriend, Stacey. She practiced magic, which sounded preposterous, except I couldn’t argue with the results. I’d never been attracted to girls before I’d met her, but she’d turned me onto cunnilingus in a big way. There was nothing that turned me on as much as licking Stacey, except maybe watching her cum on my busy tongue.

Or getting sodomized by Michael. He was my other roommate, the gay boyfriend of my dead brother, and Stacey’s sponsor at some “Mind Controllers Anonymous” group. I’d been helping him grieve for the loss of my brother, but it had turned into something more than that.

In retrospect, it was clear both of them had done something to me — besides the sex — but I didn’t care about that, it felt so good being with them. There had been some tension because Stacey didn’t like to share me, but I’d been working on it. I shuddered to think what would happen if she learned the truth about this trip.

What she knew already was bad enough. I’d tried to use some of her magic on one of my big clients so I could make a sale and improve our living situation with a hefty bonus. Somehow I’d screwed up and gotten things backwards. After a long evening with my Neanderthal sexist pig clients, I was exactly the sort of cock-craving slut they imagined all attractive women to be.

I didn’t regret that, either. I could remember when my attitudes had been different, but it felt like some other person — not me. I knew Stacey wouldn’t like it, but at least I’d closed the sale. Anyway, it was just sex, and not love like I felt for her. I was left with just two problems.

The first problem was that Stacey had flat-out told me to refrain from sex until I got home and she could help “fix” me. Assuming I needed fixing; I didn’t really think anything was wrong with me. It was a hard thing to do, and in fairness to Stacey, she realized it. That was why she’d told me to get my pussy pierced, as a reminder.

My second problem was sitting beside me. I really, really liked Jenny; we both had the same cravings for cock and pussy and were totally compatible with each other. It was like we’d been best friends for years, and I knew Stacey would blow a gasket if she found out, because my feelings for Jenny weren’t just about the sex. I loved Stacey, but I feared I was cheating on her emotionally with Jenny.

Jenny didn’t know about Stacey, either. How could I share so much with her, and not tell her I loved somebody else more? I couldn’t. I also worried her live-in boyfriend, Dan, might not be so understanding about her new lifestyle. He’d seemed accommodating enough in the hotel room last night, but would he be happy to learn he wasn’t sharing her with just me? Men could be so funny, sometimes.

A tiny corner of my mind wanted to urge Jenny to be faithful and considerate of his feelings, but it was swamped by the rest of me, which wanted to jump right in and get fucked every which way, too.

“Cheer up!” Jenny repeated. “You haven’t done anything wrong! I wasn’t really happy with that waitressing job anyway, and you helped me square everything with Darryl so it’s better than before.” She gave me a quick look before returning her attention to the road. “And whoever you’re frettin’ about will understand; I just know it.”

I straightened in my seat. “What?”

She laughed gently. “You look like a dog waitin’ to be kicked. You think you’re cheatin’ on somebody, don’t you? Let me guess: you’ve got a woman back home.”

It was a little uncanny how well she’d read me. I’m sure I flushed a little. “Smart girl. Why don’t you explain things to me? I’m feeling a little stuck, myself.”

Jenny laughed delightedly. “I knew it! See, I knew you weren’t getting this ring for yourself, not when you’re still wearing clip-ons. It had to be for somebody else, and it surely isn’t me. I guessed a girl, ’cause a guy would have asked for a boob job instead, and you know your way around a pussy too well.”

“You think my tits are too small?” I asked, looking down at the skin exposed by my blouse where the buttons were missing.

“Lord, no,” she answered. “I wouldn’t change a thing about you, Linnea, except your hang-ups.”

“Thanks, I think,” I replied weakly.

We turned into the parking lot fronting a nondescript strip mall. Jenny navigated the lot and pulled into a spot near a beauty salon before replying.

“Look, you’re from — wherever — and I live here. We both knew this wouldn’t be more than a short fling. I know the love you feel for me, Linnea; I’ve felt in the way you’ve touched me and the way you look at me. I saw the way you went out of your way to help a girl you hadn’t even laid eyes on before yesterday.”

The look she gave me went straight to my heart before turning south for moister climes. She was so close to having it right, but hadn’t accounted for the need to try and put things right where I’d made a mess.

“I just know that anybody with so much heart has plenty left for those she loves — the same as I know anybody you could love will understand your needs and know that sharing with others don’t mean there’s less of you for her. Just like Dan and me!”

I could feel tears in the corners of my eyes, and my throat was tight. “You’re a gem, Jenny,” I choked out, and leaned over to hug her tightly. Her misplaced trust and optimism touched me to the quick, but I needed a friend just then.

Jenny sought out my lips and kissed me, and it might have gone further but for the seatbelts still restraining us. “We’d better go in,” she said huskily, “or you’re never gonna get your ring.”

Regretfully, I decided she was right, and we headed into the salon.

It was a typical establishment, the kind I’d been in many times before, but I looked around with a new appreciation. Not unexpectedly, it appeared to be inhabited solely by women, nearly all of them fairly fashion-conscious. The staff were mostly on the younger side, and the clientele were a mix of coeds out of school for the summer and trophy wives who had no job to interfere with their free time.

My mouth watered at the sight of all those attractive bodies so artfully displayed, and I heard Jenny’s soft sigh beside me. I belatedly understood what Stacey had meant when she’d told me about the pull of a hair salon the day we’d met.

“Welcome to Trendz! Can I help you?” asked the receptionist when we approached the front desk.

“Yes,” I smoothly answered. “I’m Linnea Richwell, here to see Estelle. We called earlier.”

She found my name on the appointment list and lined it out. “I’ll let Estelle know you’re here, Linnea. Can I get either of you anything to drink? Sparkling water or an iced coffee?” I shook my head.

It turned out Estelle was the oldest woman in the place, with a weathered face and greying hair that made her look old enough to be my mother — not the most comforting thought. Luckily, she acted younger than she looked, giving the pair of us a friendly smile and escorting us back to a private room at the rear of the salon.

Finally, when we were alone, she got right to business. “Now, Linnea, I understand you’re interested in a genital piercing?” Estelle made it sound like she did them all the time, which for all I knew, she did.

I nodded nervously. It wasn’t that I was shy about exposing myself, but rather that the thought of somebody poking holes in me — especially in sensitive areas — scared me.

Estelle nodded soothingly. “And did you have something particular in mind, or would you like to look at some pictures for ideas?”

“I’d like a little ring, right at the top,” I said. Actually, it was Stacey that wanted it, but I didn’t see a reason to go into details. Her wish was good enough for me.

“That’s a very popular choice,” Estelle reassured me. “Now, you understand everybody is built a little differently, and I won’t know for certain what options you have until I’ve examined you, but are you more interested in aesthetics or stimulation?”

“Oh, stimulation!” Jenny chimed in before I could open my mouth.

“Can we have a moment alone?” I asked, frowning at Jenny. She stuck out her tongue at me.

“Certainly. This is a very personal decision, and I want it to be the right one. I’ll just step out for a smoke; let me know when you want me back again.” Estelle rose gracefully and exited the room, closing the door behind her.

“Jenny, I’m the one getting pierced. Can I please make the decisions?” I knew the last thing Stacey would want was something that stimulated me even more.

“You’ll look beautiful no matter what she does, Linnea. You’re doing this for your girl, but I don’t see why you shouldn’t get something out of it, too,” she pouted.

“It’s complicated,” I temporized. I tried to think what, if anything, I could say. “She — ouch! Jenny!”

She’d reached over and plucked a hair from my head! As I watched, aghast, Jenny rubbed it against her glossy lips, popped it into her mouth, and swallowed. “How does this work?” she asked.

I looked frantically for my purse and saw it sitting in Jenny’s lap, opened. We stared at each other and I started to think she hadn’t gotten it right. “Can I have my purse and lip gloss back?” I asked, trying to pretend nothing special had happened.

“Just relax,” Jenny said, looking slightly exasperated, and I slumped back in my chair as all of the tension I’d been holding inside me melted away. “That’s better,” she smiled, and I smiled back, knowing she was right. Part of it was relief at being able to skate out of a conversation I didn’t really want to have with her.

“Tell me how this works,” she prompted, holding my tube of lip gloss. “You did something to Darryl, didn’t you?”

I abruptly changed my mind, figuring that if she knew that much, I might as well come clean. “It’s magic,” I responded. “No, really!” I protested, reading her expression. “If you take a hair from somebody, smear a bit of the gloss on it, and eat it, you can make them do things. I used it to make sure Darryl would give you a job.”

Jenny laughed. “I knew something was up! I couldn’t believe it when Darryl signed that contract — I always hated the way he low-balled the girls there.” She turned serious again. “Is it working on you?”

“I don’t think so,” I admitted. “I actually don’t understand very much about how it’s supposed to work.”

“So, if I told you to squeeze your boobs, you’d do it?”

“Silly,” I reproved her, “I like doing that anyway,” as I proceeded to demonstrate. I was nearly falling out of my blouse anyway, since several of the top buttons were missing, so it was easy to massage myself.

“Pinch your nipples, hard”

“Ow!” I exclaimed, jolted by the sudden burst of pain. We looked at each other for a moment of surprised silence.

“Did you like that?” Jenny asked

“No,” I said shortly, rubbing gently to make the pain go away. “That really hurt! I don’t know what happened.”

Jenny focused intently on my face. “Do you love me, Linnea? Tell me the truth.”

“I’m sorry,” I started, deciding she deserved to know, “but no. I really like you, Jenny; I like you a lot, for a lot of reasons.” I licked my suddenly-dry lips. “But I’ll always love Stacey.”

Her expression turned mulish. “Have you loved her for a long time?”

“It seems like it sometimes,” I laughed lightly, “but really we only met a few weeks ago! She just sort of swept me off my feet.” I smiled at the memory and confided, “Can you believe I wasn’t interested in women before then? I guess sometimes you just don’t recognize who you’re waiting for until they come along.”

“I really like you too, Linnea, and I think it’s mean of Stacey to make you get pierced if you really don’t want to. I think she did something to you to make you feel this way, and I think it’s plain wrong.”

Since I’d reached a similar conclusion not too much earlier, I couldn’t exactly argue the point. On the other hand, it felt disloyal to Stacey to say so, and Jenny was being way too hard on her — I knew my girlfriend loved me as much as I loved her, and that was saying a lot.

“If I tell you to love me, will you? Be honest,” asked Jenny cautiously.

“No. It doesn’t work that way,” I replied.

“There has to be some trick,” she said, shaking her head in frustration. “I don’t think there’s really anything that different, but Daniel says I’ve turned into a slut.” We shared knowing laughs that would have had any listeners tenting their pants. “Tell me why.”

Her last plea echoed between my ears and I found myself talking without having intended to say anything. “There’s something more. Stacey didn’t tell me; I guessed. Instead of swallowing the hair, you wet it with your pussy juice and then burn it.” Abruptly I decided to come clean about my most shameful deed. “I did that with one of your pubic hairs while you were in the shower this morning.”

“You are so bad,” Jenny drawled, but she was smiling as she said it. “I’m glad you did — who all knows how long it might have taken me to discover how much I like being with a girl?”

“Or taking it in the ass,” I added.

“Lots of things,” she agreed. There was a pause, and then Jenny spoke softly. “I left something out, too, Linnea. I don’t want to be just a one-night stand for you. I want to be with somebody who understands me, and my needs, the way you do. Last night you made me feel things I’d never felt before. I don’t want you to go back to her and forget me.”

“I could never forget you,” I husked, and she cut me off.

“Don’t move!”

I froze as Jenny gently caressed my cheek and then plucked another hair from my scalp. I wanted to tell her to stop, hating the thought of betraying Stacey yet again, but I felt myself lubricating as I watched Jenny wind the hair around a finger and then sensuously trace her shining lips with it.

She contorted slightly so she could slide the finger up the leg of her shorts. I hadn’t been in a position to see before, but the darkness of the denim suggested Jenny wouldn’t have a problem wetting her finger, and the hair, with her intimate secretions. “Forgive me,” she whispered, holding the glistening blonde strand between us.

“I forgive you,” I gasped, suddenly realizing I could breathe again. “Don’t do this, Jenny,” I begged, fearing she would take me away from Stacey, even as I longed for what the two of us might share.

“I think I have to,” she finally said, and plucked a cigarette lighter from the clutter on the counter along the wall. We both watched the hair turn to curiously scented smoke in the tiny flame.

Nothing happened.

Finally, I stood up and removed the lighter from Jenny’s unresisting hand. “I still forgive you,” I told her, and then kissed her to prove it. “You don’t need magic to have me, you little slut,” I said after coming up for air a minute later. Our second kiss was passionate, almost animalistic, as we tried to force our tongues further into each others’ mouths.

My hands were all over Jenny’s sweet body, and on sudden impulse I trapped one of her nipples between my fingers and twisted it roughly through the thin fabric of her top. Jenny gasped and swayed in my arms, nearly collapsing, and I realized she’d orgasmed.

She blinked rapidly and stared at me with her mouth wide open, presenting quite an arousing sight. “How?” she said, and then reached into my gaping blouse to fondle a breast.

I sucked in my breath when her fingers brushed my rigid nipple, and cried out when they pinched it between them. Unlike a few minutes earlier, there was nothing but ecstasy in my voice. My nipples had never been so sensitive.

“I never told you I liked that,” Jenny said, looking at me closely.

“Oh God, do it again!” I husked, trapping her hand against me with my own.

A smile blossomed on her face and spread as wide as I’d ever seen. My heart leaped in my chest to see Jenny so happy, and I knew my face mirrored hers. God, I had to have her! My entire body was trembling with desire.

“Fair’s fair,” Jenny said, holding me off with her arm. “Wait just a minute, Linnea,” she asked, and I relented, curious what she was doing.

As I watched in basically a haze of physical need, Jenny collected a few more hairs from both of us and twisted them together into a thicker strand, which she proceeded to knot. My heart twisted at the way she absently chewed on a lip while completing the process.

The worn stump of Stacey’s tube of lip gloss sufficed to coat the variegated bundle in Jenny’s fingers, and she carefully inserted it inside herself before looking up at me.

Finally understanding what she was doing, I hastily pulled my skirt up around my waist, allowing her to wet our hairs even more in the secretions from my copiously dripping pussy.

“Together,” I gasped, holding the lighter in a shaking hand and igniting it. I still loved Stacey, but there was no way I could give up the toothsome little minx standing in front of me.

“Together,” Jenny agreed, holding the hairs in the flame; to our mutual astonishment, they went up in a sudden “poof” like flash paper.

Absently I thought there might be a reason I’d never seen Stacey do this, but then all I could think about was Jenny. It felt like the rest of the room faded away, and then her eyes grew until I could look into her soul, and knew she could see mine.

We didn’t touch, but I’d never been so intimate with another person in my life, Stacey included. My heart beat faster and faster as sensations and desires flashed through my mind. I knew, subconsciously but with perfect clarity, exactly what excited Jenny, because the same things excited me.

Our sensitive nipples could bring us to peaks of delight just from manual stimulation; there was no question the feel of a penis stretching our rosebuds was far preferable to traditional intercourse, no matter how pleasurable. Our greatest pleasure was to kneel before a woman and taste her pink folds, bringing her to oral fulfillment.

We reveled in the label “slut”, knowing sex, even with others, was but a tribute to the power of our bodies. However degrading in appearance, we knew the apparent submission was merely an offering to the other, made and received in perfect understanding of our mutual love and passion.

The heat and tension inside me spiraled higher and higher, and I don’t know what would have happened if Estelle hadn’t chosen to return.

“Are you girls alright? It’s been mighty quiet,” she asked, peering in the door. “Y’all haven’t been smoking anything in here, have you?”

I was still holding the lighter, and Jenny’s pupils were so dilated her normally hazel-colored eyes looked black. Presumably mine looked the same. “No, just finishing our discussion; please come back in. I’m definitely looking for stimulation.” We both giggled breathlessly, like adrenaline junkies staggering off a violent roller coaster ride. I wanted to fuck someone, anyone. Jenny flashed me a wicked grin over Estelle’s shoulder, not that she’d had any doubt what I’d do.

Anyway, Stacey hadn’t said anything about what kind of piercing to get; if it made a difference, she should have said so. I felt curiously light, freed of worries. I still loved Stacey; nothing had changed that — I’d get her ring because she wanted it. But at the same time, I was Jenny’s juicy little cumslut, and always would be. It was difficult to describe, but my mind didn’t have any trouble adjusting to it.

Estelle peered closely at me, doubtless convinced we were on drugs. “Well, okay then, Linnea. If you don’t mind my taking a look, we’ll see what we have to work with, okay?”

I didn’t know how modest her usual clients were, but I was fighting the zipper on the skirt before she stopped speaking, and I was stepping out of it moments later. I sat back on the seat and spread myself wide, inviting her to inspect my dripping snatch.

“I’m just gonna take care of a few things,” Jenny whispered before slipping out the door.

Estelle pulled on some gloves and hooked a stool to where she could sit in front of me. “Now, a VCH — that’s vertical clitoral hood –usually provides the best results, because you get direct stimulation of the clitoris, but…”

I readjusted myself carefully on the chair and smiled at Daniel before whistling loudly. I would have preferred to be sitting on his lap, but he looked spooked enough as it was, and he’d studiously ignored my hints that Jenny wouldn’t mind. He was sweet, if misguided.

When we’d walked out of the salon that afternoon, I’d sported four piercings. Two were in my ears, simple studs that any young girl might have, if she didn’t have my parents. The other two weren’t. Stacey’s ring transfixed the hood of my clit, but it was oriented vertically instead of horizontally like the picture I’d seen. Even now, I could feel it resting lightly on my clit — and it moved, ever so slightly, with every step I took.

It hadn’t seemed fair to stop there, so I’d gotten a ring for Jenny, too. Estelle called it a triangle, but it was as round as the other (although she’d suggested a curved barbell, which I’d refused). It went horizontally just behind my clit, and I could feel it all the time, too. I thought the symbolism was just perfect: I was my clit, sandwiched gently between my two lovers.

Jenny was entranced and the only thing that prevented another makeout session was my residual soreness from the piercings and Estelle’s stern warnings about giving things time to heal. Jenny said she had something for me, too, but she’d only smiled mysteriously and told me I had to wait.

I was pretty sure it wasn’t a piercing, since I’d kept Estelle busy, and neither of us were really keen on them — although I could see myself possibly revising my opinion once the discomfort had gone away. Jenny had gotten a new ‘dew that gave her streaky highlights and a just-been-fucked look that made me cream just to see her, and glossy red polish on her finger- and toenails.

“Oh fuck is she hot!” I shouted to Daniel over the noise of the crowd before whistling again. Jenny was just dismounting from her first ride atop the Bad Hoss’s mechanical stallion, and if she hadn’t been nearly as polished as some of the other girls, in my biased opinion she was the hottest by a long shot.

“What is this stuff?” Daniel complained, poking at the thick yellowish spooge that the horse had orgasmed across our legs.

“Who cares?” I laughed. A little fake horse scum wasn’t going to do my skirt any harm after the action I’d seen the previous night. “Don’t tell me you weren’t thinking about cumming too.” I didn’t take my eyes off of Jenny as she swayed across the ring towards us.

On the face of it, her outfit should have looked idiotic. It consisted of a light tan string bikini, over which she wore a little leather vest — open in front, of course — and soft leather chaps which served only to emphasize the skin visible aaaaaaaaall the way up the insides of her legs. They looked even longer than usual thanks to the sky-high strappy sandals, which even sported decorative spurs. Jenny’s Bad Hoss hat was a twin to the one I was wearing.

Our neighbors cheered and clapped when Jenny stepped up to the railing and gave Daniel a big kiss, but they went back to raucous cat calls when she reached down and ran her hand slowly and suggestively up his leg. She smeared the faux jism more than wiped it off, and I saw him twitch when she reached his crotch and gave it a quick squeeze. Jenny gave the onlookers a wicked smile and slowly wiped her dirty hand on herself, beginning at the base of her neck and not stopping until she’d passed her navel and reached the bikini.

My eyes followed her every movement at least as intently as any of the guys, and I caught my breath as her fingertip just brushed the bikini. I’d thought it was tan, but I was wrong. The fabric was white, and so sheer it verged on transparent. I could just make out the outline of her slit, but the small patch of hair that had grown above it was gone. It made her look so… available. I practically creamed myself as I looked up and caught her knowing expression.

“I didn’t want you swallowing any hairs,” Jenny quipped, moving closer to me. It was a very private inside joke, but nobody else could hear it anyway because the crowd was sensing another kiss and noisily encouraging some lesbian action. We kissed hungrily, and I didn’t resist when she pulled my head down between her breasts.

The place went wild, although the crowd noise was muted out by the roaring in my ears. I caught a glimpse of nipples looking fit to tear through the filmy fabric covering them and felt Jenny’s heart racing beneath her skin, and then I was licking my way lower. The goop tasted like warm vanilla pudding that hadn’t set, but it could have been castor oil for all I cared.

The little tease backed away from me before I finished, leaving me bent over the railing and straining to reach that tantalizing “V” below her heavy belt. “Sorry,” she mouthed, her voice obscured by the hollers and carrying on coming from behind me. Jenny gave a final wave to her admirers and skipped out of the ring, sucking most of the noise from the bar.

Except in our section. I stood up, pushed my skirt back down over my hips, and then bent over to retrieve my hat from where it had fallen. “Haven’t any of you seen a woman before?” I taunted the panting rednecks sitting nearby, and then pushed my skirt down again. “C’mon,” I told Daniel, reaching for his hand, “I want to see Jenny!”

He looked at me like I was from another planet. “Don’t you worry about getting raped?” Daniel asked while I dragged him towards the employees-only door on the far side of the room.

“Are you offering?” I asked, looking back at him over my shoulder, but he acted like he didn’t get the joke.

One of the staff held the door for us, grinning. I smiled back, recognizing him from that afternoon but not remembering his name. Then I saw Jenny in the hallway, talking to one of the other dancers, and accelerated.

She saw the other girl look at me and turned around. “Linnea! Daniel! Did y’all think I was hot?”

“You little slut, you know you were!” I laughed, embracing her. “I’m dripping like a leaky faucet.” My hand dropped immediately to her crotch, palming the damp fabric and the smooth skin beneath it. “You didn’t even tell me! God, I have to taste you!”

I squatted and tugged the little strip of nylon to one side, revealing her bare mound and flowering labia. Jenny’s scent was heaven, and her taste was better. My tongue strained to reach further into her depths and I hummed in satisfaction, letting my lips transmit the vibrations to her sensitized nerves. Jenny’s body trembled in response and released more moisture to flood my mouth.

“Get a room, you two,” Darryl growled, pulling me away from Jenny and to my feet. “I told you before, Jenny, keep it above the neck or you’re going to get us both in trouble.”

He looked exasperated when we both laughed. “I have a room,” I gasped.

Jenny leaned over and whispered in my ear.

“Give her the rest of the night off,” I told him, following Jenny’s suggestion.

“In fact, both of you get out of here,” Darryl decided. “There’s no sense overexposing new talent. You only get paid a part shift,” he added hurriedly. “And, Jenny?” She looked at him inquiringly. “When you come back tomorrow, try to cool off just a little, y’hear?”

She led me into the changing room, where I helped Jenny unfasten the chaps and sandals. She quickly pulled on a T-shirt and some shorts, stepped into her flip-flops, and we were ready to go.

“You two surely are somethin’,” commented another of the girls who’d been watching the two of us egg each other towards orgasm without ever quite making more than casual physical contact. “Jenny, girl, what’s come over you?”

“Love,” Jenny sighed, at which point I just had to kiss her. She wiped away a few tears, which smeared her eyeliner, but it only made her look sluttier and even more becoming.

“Let’s get out of here,” I panted, reminding myself I did not want to get Jenny fired a second time in 24 hours.

Daniel was still waiting in the hallway, which momentarily surprised me. Frankly, I’d forgotten about him, which was mean-spirited of me. His face was cloudy when he saw us come out of the dressing room arm in arm, and didn’t improve when Jenny announced she wanted to ride with me to the hotel, instead of with him.

“This is for you,” she told me when we were alone in the car. It was a small gift bag with colored tissue stuffed in the top. “I wanted you to have something to remember me by, when we can’t be together.”

I removed the tissue carefully and unearthed a small plastic zip lock bag. The illumination in the car wasn’t the greatest, so I turned on the dome light to be sure. I knew instantly the short brown strands within were the remains of the pubic patch she’d had removed that afternoon. “Oh my God! I can’t believe you saved them; you are so sweet!” We kissed again.

“But I didn’t get you anything,” I protested when I could speak.

“You got me a ring,” Jenny pointed out.

“Well, but I’m taking it with me,” I said, feeling bad. Once again, inspiration struck. “Oh! I know! Get your phone.” I wriggled enough to pull my skirt up around my waist, which didn’t take much effort, and spread my knees to display my gleaming new jewelry.

Jenny angled her phone over the steering wheel and took several shots, until she had one she liked. It was a beauty, with both rings nicely on display and my glistening folds unveiled below them. She typed energetically for another minute before putting it away. “There! I e-mailed it to myself too, so I have a copy for safe-keeping. I’ll always treasure it.”

Daniel’s mood hadn’t been improved by his wait for us at the hotel. We stripped and tumbled onto the bed, but it wasn’t the same as the previous night. For one, my pussy was off-limits, but that didn’t turn out to be as important as I’d feared.

For another, Daniel was completely different, like a candle burning at both ends. That morning, he’d been hesitant and unsure of himself. That evening, he was masterful. He called us sluts and whores, trembling with barely-leashed emotion, and used Jenny so roughly she came twice within a minute while he pounded into her.

Then it was my turn. “Fucking slut!” he hissed, splitting my ass with his cum-slicked manhood. He grabbed my hair, pulling my head painfully back, but I managed to find a position where I could still watch Jenny.

“Is this what you want? Is it?!” he cried, voice cracking, as he thrust hard into me and then teased me by withdrawing all the way. “To watch me use some other perverted slut while you make yourself over in her image?” Daniel released my head so he could guide himself back into my rectum.

Jenny moaned. She had three fingers inserted in her ass, twisting and probing, while her other hand moved indecisively between her breasts and dripping pussy. “Fuck her slutty ass, Danny,” she panted, her eyes locked on us. “Make her a slut for your cock! Oh God, baby, you look so nasty!”

“You want me to fuck other women?” Daniel asked again, sounding as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. I rocked back against him more aggressively, trying to get him to pick up his tempo again. “Next you’ll be wantin’ to fuck other men?”

“Fuck, yes!” she urgently husked, hands now working double-time. “I feel so hot when they use me! Uh! Uh! Uh!” I was going to cum just watching her, no matter what Daniel did.

He abruptly pulled away from me. “You already cheated on me?! I thought you loved me, Jenny!”

“I do!” she protested, pausing on the edge of release. “You can have any of my holes, Danny, any time you want them.”

“I wanted your heart!” he shouted, his voice trembling with emotion. “Fine! Choose her! I don’t know what’s wrong with you, Jenny, but we’re quits. Dress up in your whorish costumes and parade yourself in front of drunks and perverts if you like. Let them use you like a piece of meat, ’cause that’s all you’re good for now! You are a slut!”

Jenny moaned, “Slu-Uh-Uh-Uht!” and started thrashing on the bed, lost in a titanic orgasm.

The sight nearly got me off, but I had to twist and look at Daniel. The look in his eyes promised fire and brimstone, like we were the lowest forms of life on earth. His cock hung shriveled and limp between his legs.

“You!” he hissed when he saw me looking. “You are the Whore of Babylon, a demonic succubus! You turned this woman into something I don’t even recognize. You are lower than dirt, you gutter filth!” Daniel tensed, and I thought for a moment he might hit me, but he turned and scooped his clothing from the floor, not even bothering to don it before leaving the room.

“Wow, that was hot!” sighed Jenny, still sounding a trifle shaky.

“Yeah,” I agreed, “but I wish he had more stamina.”

She laughed understandingly. “Poor baby! Crawl up here and let me help you; I know what a slut needs.”

Boy did she. My throat felt raw before the satiation of repeated orgasms and more than 40 hours without sleep caught up with me, and we passed out in each others’ arms.

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Can the futa submit to her mother’s dominatrix boss? Or will she be punished?

Futa’s Wild Passion

Chapter Fourteen: Dominatrix Plays with the Futa

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to FallenAngelX00 for beta reading this!

My mom and I headed up the elevator on the ride to see her boss: Ms. Petrov.

A nervous flutter washed through me. My mom’s warning she gave in the car hit me hard as the elevator creaked higher and higher. A nervous ripple ran through me. I was here to please my mom’s boss so she could get a raise. To help out our family, but the way my mom talked…

Maybe I couldn’t handle this BDSM stuff.

“It’ll be okay,” Mom said, rubbing my arm. “She won’t harm you… Probably.”

“Mom,” I groaned, my body shaking. “That’s not helpful.”

“I’m sorry. She’s just… very forceful. She gets what she wants, and right now, that’s you.”

I glanced at her. “Once, that was you.”

My mom nodded. “I was very confused when I first started working here. I was excited to have the job. I mean, how many big companies would hire a forty-year-old woman who just got her IT credentials. I mean, I hadn’t worked since the twins were born. And then I interviewed with Ms. Petrov and she said I was perfect.”

“Just not to fix her computer,” I said, relaxing some.

“Yeah.” Mom blushed. “She wanted to corrupt me. To lead me into doing things that I had no idea I could enjoy. Would want to enjoy. You understand, I’m not gay. I like men. I loved your father very much. I still love him, but…”

“You were lonely and horny and then your boss was touching you in ways that you found surprising,” I said. “It was like this switch flipped in you, and you were seeing the world differently. Doing things with others you’d never thought you would. It shattered all the sort of notions you had about yourself.”

“Is that what happened to you?”

I nodded. “With Allie in that old princess playhouse in the back yard. I was mad at her, wrestling with her, then I suddenly realized I was on top of her and that she was so cute and sexy and then we were kissing and it all happened.”

“Yeah, that was what it was like.” Mom took a deep breath. “It’s not love between us,” my mom added. “I don’t think Ms. Petrov is capable of love. There’s something missing inside of her.”

“That’s sad,” I said.

My mom nodded then she shuddered as the elevator slowed to a stop. It opened onto the executive floor. Just like it had yesterday. I was far, far more nervous as I followed my mom towards Ms. Petrov’s office. This time, the executive assistant’s desk was staffed by a young, blonde woman with her hair pinned up in a sexy bun, glasses perched on her nose.

“She’s waiting for you, Veronica,” the young woman purred. She was in her mid-twenties, at the peak of her beauty. “And for your daughter.”

Was the secretary someone that Ms. Petrov had seduced, too? There was a knowing glint in her eyes. My futa-cock twitched in my panties. My cheeks blushed. Why did it embarrass me that this woman knew we were going to have sex with Ms. Petrov.

My hands washed in front of me. My mother reached the door and knocked. Hard.

I frowned. I thought we could go right in.

“Enter,” a commanding voice called.

My mother opened the doors and entered boldly. I followed her, closing the doors behind her to enter the almost austere office of Ms. Petrov. It was large, almost cavernous. Her glass desk stood in the center of it. She had a corner office, two walls that were nothing but tinted windows overlooking the city. The other two walls were covered in white cabinets that almost blended in with austere paint save for their gold knobs and locks.

The woman herself sat at her desk, her black hair pinned up in a bun. Her blue eyes were piercing as they flicked to us. She stood up and I blinked. She wore a corset that hugged her slender body in black. The leather straps holding it tight gave her an hourglass figure. Small breasts were cradled in leather cups, nipples exposed and hard. She wore no panties, her pussy shaved. She didn’t have the thick bush that I had imagined when jerking off. She had on fishnet stockings held up by leather garter straps dangling from the corset and knee-high boots polished to such a gleam that reflections flashed over the black surface.

“Well, well, well,” purred Ms. Petrov. She sauntered around her desk. “What a delectable treat you’ve raised, slave.”

“Thank you, Ms. Petrov,” my mother said, not rising to the slave designation. My mother was this woman’s sex slave. The reality was really, really hitting me as the dominatrix strolled to us, her hips rolling. Pussy juices gleamed on her shaved flesh.

My futa-cock twitched and throbbed in my panties, fighting to get out.

“Slave, strip,” the dominatrix said, her Russian accent thick and exotic. It gave her an even more of an icy edge. A natural bitchiness that demanded obedience.

“Yes, Ms. Petrov,” my mother said and attacked the buttons of her blouse.

My head swiveled as Ms. Petrov passed us, heading for the row of cabinets. Her pale ass swayed with her every step. I swallowed as she opened one. It was full of restraints. Metal handcuffs, manacles, leather cuffs, wide bars with shackles at the end, and various hues and thickness of ropes. A collection of gags dangled from hooks. Bands of rubber or leather straps attached to dowels or rubber balls.

What did those other cabinets contain?

I swallowed as she pulled out a gag that had a silver ring and a pair of leather cuffs. She turned around and marched towards my stripping mother. I glanced at Mom, her blonde hair swaying as she worked off her bra, freeing her large breasts. Her skirt and blouse were already on the ground. Then she peeled off her panties, revealing her golden bush hiding the pussy that had birthed me.

A wicked throb rippled up my cock as I stared at my mom. She was here. She would make sure nothing bad would happen to me. She loved me. Birthed me. Raised me. We were more than mother and daughter now.

We were lovers.

Her panties off, she straightened. Her hands went behind her back. She stood tall, shoulders back and breasts thrust out of her. They rose with her breathing. Her cheeks blushed scarlet, her nipples hard. The tart aroma of her pussy reached my nose.

“Mmm, look at your mother,” Ms. Petrov said. “She was such an innocent when I claimed her. Never eaten pussy. Never enjoyed a dildo. It was such a delight the first time she rimmed my asshole. I sent her home to you with that sour musk on her lips. I wonder if she kissed you in greeting when she got home while you had no idea how I’d used her mouth.”

My cheeks burned. Mom usually would kiss my sisters and me when she would come home from work. On the cheeks. The forehead. Quick ones. Mom-type kisses.

“You never knew she had my pussy cream or ass on her lips,” said Ms. Petrov. “That she when I called her in for ’emergencies,’ I was tying her down and fucking her with big dildos.”

“No idea, Ms. Petrov,” I said, squirming.

She seemed pleased by that answer. Then she stared at my mother. “Open.”

Mom opened her mouth wide, accepting the ring gag that was shoved past her lips. The silver ring would keep her mouth open wide but she couldn’t talk. I shuddered as Ms. Petrov buckled it behind her while this pit rose in my stomach.

Mom couldn’t talk. Couldn’t object to anything Ms. Petrov did to me.

No, no, Mom wouldn’t let her boss harm me no matter what. My mother loved all her daughters. Loved me. It wasn’t just the sex, it was that maternal instinct that burned so bright in her. She would protect me.

“Turn around.” Ms. Petrov gave commands with effortless ease. They cracked with steel even though she didn’t raise her tone.

Mom turned around. She had her hands not clasped behind her back, but held open. She didn’t resist as Ms. Petrov cinched a leather cuff to each of them, a short bar of metal holding them together, binding her hands behind her back.

My nervousness swelled. Mom could still protect me if things got weird. Right?

“On your knees, slave,” Ms. Petrov said not even looking at Mom. Her blue eyes were on me. They were as warm as a glacier in winter. I shuddered as she stared at me while Mom obeyed, falling to her knees.

Without even looking away from me, Ms. Petrov grabbed my mother’s hair and yanked her head forward. The dominatrix pressed my mother’s mouth into her pussy and then shuddered. It was clear the ring gag didn’t stop Mom from licking cunt.

I swallowed. She kept looking at me while my mother licked and lapped and moaned. The sounds of her eating the icy woman’s pussy echoed through the office. I squirmed. Why did Ms. Petrov keep looking at me? My pussy grew hotter. My dick ached more and more. I wanted to do something, but she just looked at me.

Sizing me up.

I felt like a hunk of meat before the butcher. She was figuring out how she would carve me up and serve me. She was dangerous. This tingling ripple shot through me. I didn’t know what was going to happen this afternoon.

“Strip, Jennifer,” she said, using my full name. No one used my full name.

“Yes, Ms. Petrov,” I found myself saying instead of correcting her like I normally would.

This was a woman who didn’t tolerate corrections.

I pulled off my blouse, ripping it over my head. My breasts jiggled in my bra. Interest kindled in her blue eyes as she stared at my nineteen-year-old body. She licked her lips. Mom kept feasting on her cunt as I reached behind me and unhooked my bra.

I bared my young tits to the dominatrix’s eyes.

A hungry purr rumbled from Ms. Petrov. A feline hunger blossomed in her blue eyes. Now I was the mouse about to be eaten.

I swallowed and unzipped my skirt. It dropped down my legs. Her eyes focused on my crotch, on my futa-dick swelling my panties. She wanted to enjoy a futa. She had her chance, and she hungered for it.

I shoved down my panties.

“Magnificent,” she groaned as my futa-cock popped out.

My dick throbbed and pulsed before me. The danger beat through my veins. But I could handle this. I had a big futa-cock. She wanted it. Lusted for it. That gave me an advantage over her, right? My breasts jiggled as trembles of excitement rippled through me.

She scrutinized me. My cock. My tits. My virgin pussy clenched. The heat washed through my body. My toes curled and flexed. Then she pulled away from my mother and walked around me. Mom panted, her large breasts rising and falling.

“What a beautiful creature you brought into this world, slave.” Ms. Petrov’s heeled boots echoed with her every step as she circled me. “I see your beauty in her, but she got her fiery hair from your husband.”

My mother could only groan.

“Mmm, and what beautiful hair it is,” Ms. Petrov said when she was behind me.

She seized my hair, pulling it into a ponytail. I gasped as she gripped me by it and then she marched to her table, dragging me behind her. I bent over and scurried after, wincing at the flare of pain. I felt so helpless to follow her. It sent his wicked thrill through me. The danger intensified, feeling the ache in my ovaries.

She brought me to her desk and pressed me down onto it. My round breast kissed the cool surface. My body trembled. My futa-cock swayed beneath me, bobbing back and forth. My heart pumped screaming blood through my veins.

“Mmm, this ass,” purred Ms. Petrov. “Nothing like young ass. Naturally tight and perky.” She grabbed my butt-cheeks, squeezing them. She parted my crack as she played with me. “Oh, yes, that’s delicious. Slave, this ass needs to be worshiped. Don’t you think?”

Mother moaned.

“Then get over here and rim her!”

I heard my mother moving, her large tits smacking together. Her bare feet slapped on the stone flooring. Then she was behind me. I felt her breath on my face. She moaned her wordless pleasure and nuzzled her face between my butt-cheeks. I felt the straps of her gag rubbing on my flesh.

Her spread-wide lips surrounded my asshole. Her tongue licked out. An incestuous thrill rippled through me as my mother rimmed my asshole. My pussy drank in the heat. I groaned, my futa-cock swaying and bobbing.

“Mom!” I whimpered in delight. “Oh, wow, Mom! That’s so… That’s so naughty!”

Ms. Petrov moved around the desk and leaned over. “Do you like your mother eating your asshole?”

“Yes!” I groaned. “It feels so wonderful, Ms. Petrov. Her tongue is dancing around my asshole. She’s making my pussy and my futa-cock feel amazing.”

“Get that asshole nice and wet,” Ms. Petrov said. She sauntered towards the cabinets, striding out of my sight. “Get that tongue in your daughter’s asshole, slave.”

My mom obeyed.

I gasped as her tongue thrust into my asshole. I bucked and squirmed on the desk, rubbing my nipples into the glass surface. Naughty sparks of pleasure burst through me. They electrified me. I groaned, my butt-cheeks clenching around her face.

It was so incredible to have my ass rimmed by my mother’s naughty tongue. She did such wicked things with it. She swirled her tongue around inside my bowels, wiggling it in as deep as she could. I moaned while a cabinet creaked open.

What was Ms. Petrov doing? Grabbing?

I squirmed and twisted, struggling to catch glimpses of Ms. Petrov as my mom’s sloppy rimming continued. She soaked my asshole in her saliva. She thrust her tongue deep and far into my asshole. I shuddered, my butt-cheeks clenching around her face, my pussy and futa-cock drinking in the sensations.

A line of pussy cream ran down my clit-dick from my virgin twat. It reached the tip, beading there, teasing me. I shuddered and whimpered. I bit my lip as Mom’s rimming felt incredible. Incestuous delight swept through me.

The footsteps returned. The dangerous click-click of Ms. Petrov’s step.

“Enough licking her, slave,” said Ms. Petrov.

Mom pulled her face from between my butt-cheeks. I groaned, missing the sensation already. My asshole tingled from her tongue, soaked in her saliva. Ms. Petrov set a silver cone beside me with a thin neck leading to a handle. It was polished smooth, the end a rounded tip, not a sharp point.

“A butt plug?” I gasped.

“You’ve used one?” Ms. Petrov had.

“I’ve heard about them,” I said. “I’ve never seen one.” My asshole tingled. “Are you…”

“Oh, yes,” she said, grinning. “But first, hands behind your back.”

I shuddered, knowing what was coming. It was exciting to obey her. I placed my hands behind my back. She then set another object beside me. A thick, long, pink dildo attached to a black harness. I gasped in realization. Before I could move, she grabbed my hands and slipped the first leather cuff around my right wrist.

I stared at the dildo lying beside me as she cinched the cuff tight. The chain jangled as she bound my left wrist. My fingers twitched. I felt so helpless now. My virgin pussy clenched. I had wondered how I would lose my cherry.

I never thought it would happen in the office of my mother’s boss.

I swallowed. “I’m a virgin.”

“I know,” she said. “Your mother told me all about the delight of licking your cherry cunt. Of caressing your hymen.” Ms. Petrov let out a shuddering sigh. “It has been soooo long since I had the privilege. And you’re a futa. You’ve been fucking with that cock, but ignoring all the delights that your body has to offer.”

I swallowed and whimpered.

She picked up the butt plug. “Now,” she said, pressing the tip into my right asscheek. She slid the cool metal across me towards my crack. “If you want this to end, if you can’t handle what I’m doing, say red light.” A sneer crossed her voice, like only a pathetic, scared baby would do it. “I’ll stop. I won’t go any further.”

“Okay,” I said and shivered, wanting to say it. But what about my mom’s promotion? Her job? “I can handle it. Every girl has to lose her cherry sometime. Why not like this? It’ll be memorable.”

“Mmm, you’re a wild thing. Not nearly as vulnerable as your mother had been. You’re better at faking you’re not afraid.” Ms. Petrov leaned over me, her naked crotch rubbing into my ass. “I like the bravado. It’s so much fun to see how far a girl is willing to go just to prove she’s not scared.”

“I’m not,” I said, my heart pounding.

“Liar.” She licked my ear. “The fear will only sweeten it. You’re going to love every last thing I do to you.”

She lifted away and pressed the butt plug between my asscheeks. I shuddered at the smooth metal rubbing against my flesh. She moved it down and down to my sphincter wreathed in spit. Despite knowing a girl’s asshole could stretch to take something thicker than a butt plug—like my cock, for instance—a ripple of fear washed through me.

I gasped as she drilled the end of the butt plug into my sphincter. She twisted it back and forth, working it against my anal ring. I groaned as it widened, parting to engulf the ever-expanding plug. I groaned, my toes curling as she worked inch after inch of it in me.

“Oh, god, oh, god!” I moaned, squirming on her glass desk. My nipples throbbed against the surface. Pleasure surged down to my cunt. This hot delight shot through me. It was incredible to feel. To experience.

She worked more and more of it into my bowels, screwing it into me. She pressed it deeper and deeper. My asshole swallowed more and more of it. I groaned as the last bit popped into me. Now only the narrow handle thrust out of my sphincter, the base widening into a round knob.

“Oh, my god,” I moaned.

I squeezed my asshole around it as Ms. Petrov picked up her strap-on. I couldn’t see her behind me, but I could hear her stepping into the harness. The sounds of it climbing up her legs, her thighs, sent a shiver through me. My virgin pussy clenched. Pussy juices soaked my bush. I could smell my sweet excitement wreathing the air.

I heard the straps tightening. I pictured it thrusting from her shaved crotch, that pink shaft eager to pop my cherry and break me fully in. I whimpered, my fingers flexing. My arms pulled on my cuffs, wanting to push up and stand so I could see her.

Ms. Petrov grabbed my hair. I squealed out at the shock of pain as she jerked me upright and pulled me from her desk. The tip of her dildo prodded my ass as she backed me up a few steps. Though it hurt, being pulled around by my hair made e feel like such a dirty, submissive slut.

This wave of heat rippled out of my virgin cunt. My cock twitched from the excitement. My nipples tingled. I clenched my asshole down around the butt plug and whimpered out in delight.

Without even being told, my mom rose, moved before me, and sat down on the desk facing me. Drool ran out of her spread-open mouth. Her large breasts quivered. Her pussy gleamed, surrounded by her blonde fur.

She looked so inviting.

“Mmm, go slide into your mother,” purred Ms. Petrov. “I want you to be in the very pussy that birthed you when I take your cherry.”

“Oh, god, you’re such a perv, Ms. Petrov,” I moaned.

She poked my ass with the dildo, nudging me forward. “No lip from you,” she said. “You’re only warning, Jennifer.”

I shuddered, wondering what the consequences would be. “Sorry, Ms. Petrov.”

“Now get that futa-cock in your mother’s cunt right now,” she hissed. Her fingernails bit into my rump as she squeezed.

I gasped and darted forward. My round tits heaved. I reached the desk, my cock bouncing up and down wildly. I had to wait for its movement to stop so I could line up at my mother’s pussy. Neither of us could use our hands. She stared at me with bright, blue eyes, moaning and whimpering.

She wanted my cock in her pussy. I groaned, eager for that joy, too.

I lowered my hips just enough to aim my futa-dick at my mother’s cunt. I thrust forward. My cock’s tip hit her pussy lips. Her labia slid around my shaft. That wonderful delight of burying into the incestuous depths of my mother washed over me.

My breasts quivered in delight. I groaned as I buried deeper and deeper into her cunt. My cock slid to the hilt in my mother. This amazing, trembling passion surged over me. I groaned at the thrill of having every inch of my mother’s pussy wrapped around my cock.

I groaned out in delight. I beamed at mom. Her pussy squeezed around me. I savored the hot walls of her pussy all around my throbbing clit-dick. I leaned in and kissed her open mouth, our breasts pressing together.

“Mmm, what a taboo and delicious slight,” purred Ms. Petrov.

Click-click.

She stepped closer.

Click-click.

She brought that dildo nearer to my pussy. I quivered, my tongue dancing around in my mother’s spread-open mouth. Her tongue played with mine while her pussy clenched around my girl-dick. The heat of her snatch soaked my cock in her taboo juices.

I loved being in her pussy. I was so glad I was losing my virginity while pressed against my mother. I just wished Allie were here. I closed my eyes as I felt Ms. Petrov right behind me. He rubbed her dildo’s tip into my butt-cheeks.

Moved it lower.

I groaned as the smooth surface dimpled my ass. She brought it down between my thighs. She pressed it into my cunt. I quivered at the delight of her dildo pressing into my virgin labia. She reached my hymen. My futa-cock twitched in my mother’s pussy.

“Mmm, slave, I’m going to pop your daughter’s cherry,” moaned Ms. Petrov. “You’re such a whore, you brought your innocent daughter to me so I could devour her. What sort of slutty mother are you.”

Mom moaned, her cunt clenching around my pussy.

“Yes, yes, that much,” Ms. Petrov moaned.

She pressed against my cherry. My asshole clenched around my butt plug as my hymen stretched and stretched. A flare of pain surged through me. I squirmed, my futa-dick aching more and more in my mother’s cunt. I kissed her hard.

“And Jennifer, one more thing,” Ms. Petrov said, “no cumming without permission.”

I broke the kiss and gasped, “What?”

She thrust.

My cherry popped.

I gasped as her dildo invaded my deflowered pussy. She slammed deep into me. My tight sheath expanded. My eyes widened, breasts pressing tight into my mother’s large boobs. It was the opposite of what I normally felt. I wasn’t sliding into hot, juicy cunt but being invaded. Ms. Petrov’s dildo reached so deep into me, stimulating flesh that had never been touched before.

A feminine delight rippled through me. My asshole squeezed on the butt plug, drawing pleasure from it while a rush of bliss surged out my cunt. It rippled up my cock buried to the hilt in my mother’s twat. It met the delight rippling around there.

“Oh, my god!” I groaned. I was experiencing two pleasures at once. The joy of having a cock and a pussy all at the same time. “Oh, my god! Oh, my god!”

“You better not cum, Jennifer,” Ms. Petrov said, a mocking sound in her tone. Then she drew back her hips.

My pussy clung to her dildo. My silky walls drank in the feel of her shaft sliding out of me. I groaned, my cock twitching and throbbing. I trembled, aching as she drove her fake-dick back into me. A rush of pleasure washed out of my pussy, stimulating my cock.

My ovaries drank in the warmth, the pressure building already towards my orgasm. My eyes widened. I wanted to cum already. It was so incredible feeling the delight of having my pussy fucked while my futa-cock marinated in my mother’s forbidden cunt.

“Oh, no,” I whimpered.

“Mmm, yes!” purred Ms. Petrov as she fucked my pussy. She rammed that dildo in and out of cunt, pressing me tighter against my mother’s body, my dick deeper into her twat. “Your mother can cum, but not you.”

My eyes widened.

Ms. Petrov grabbed my hips. As she drew back hers, she pulled on mine. My cock slid backward through my mom’s tight flesh. Her silky walls massaged my cock even as Ms. Petrov’s dildo stroked my inner depths.

“Oh, fucking no!”

How could I hold off cumming when I was fucking and being fucked?

Ms. Petrov rammed her dildo back into me. Her crotch smacked my rump, driving my hips forward. I gasped as I buried back into my mother’s incestuous snatch. My nipples rubbed against hers. Mom moaned, her cunt clenching around my dick, her body trembling.

The dominatrix pumped my hips as she fucked me. I couldn’t help matching her rhythm after a moment, melting in the bliss of the dual frictions sending pleasure through me. My cunt drank in the thick shaft plunging over and over into my depths. My futa-cock reveled in the silky heaven gliding around my spongy crown.

My body quivered. My holes clenched down on the toys plundering them. The butt plug shifted in my bowels every time Ms. Petrov hammered forward and drove my dildo deeper into my mother’s cunt. The little stimulation in my asshole joined the other two blisses.

I wanted to cum.

Ached to cum.

She would punish me.

I glanced at some of the cabinets that were still closed. One of those would hold whips and flails and paddles. I had no doubt she would use them on me. So I trembled, fighting that building urge to cum swelling and swelling inside of me.

I whimpered, my entire body quivering. Her dildo thrust hard and fast into my cunt. She buried into my snatch. She rammed deep and hard into me, plunging my girl-dick in and out of my mother’s tight cunt. Ms. Petrov fucked without mercy.

Mom whimpered, her blue eyes wide.

“No, no,” I groaned. “You can’t cum, Mom!”

“Oh, but she has to!” purred Ms. Petrov as she fucked me. Her fingernails bit into my hips. “Slave, cum as soon as you can.”

Mom nodded her head and whimpered in delight. Her pussy clenched around me, drinking in the friction. I gasped at the increased bliss flowing down my cock to my pussy stuffed with the dildo. My body bucked, nipples sliding across her pillowy breasts.

“No, no, Mom!” I panted. “Please, please, don’t cum!”

“She’s my slave!” hissed Ms. Petrov. “My naughty, little whore. Ooh, yes, yes!”

I gasped as Ms. Petrov buried to the hilt in me. She fucked my pussy with hard strokes, her crotch smacking into me. My cunt clenched around her dildo while Mom’s pussy grew hotter and hotter around my cock.

Her eyes begged for my forgiveness. I whimpered as her incestuous snatch squeezed so tight around me. I buried hard into her twat, propelled by Ms. Petrov’s powerful thrusts. The dominatrix held nothing back.

Mom came.

Her pussy writhed and spasmed around my cunt. Her twat spasmed wildly. The pleasure surged down my shaft. My ovaries lurched, eager to unload my cum into her. I whimpered and moaned, shaking my head.

I wouldn’t cum.

Mom’s pussy sucked with hunger at my cock. She wanted me to pump into her depths. She wasn’t on birth control. I could breed her like I was breeding Allie. My mom and sister could both be pregnant at the same time.

No! I couldn’t think that.

Ms. Petrov’s dildo plowed hard into my cunt, driving me into my mother’s convulsing snatch. My toes curled. My asshole clenched around the butt plug. Whimpering moans burst from my lips. I clamped my jaw shut. My fingers balled into fists. My arms fought against the restraints.

Mom round and pregnant with my baby burned in my thoughts. I just had to cum in her.

No! No! No!

Just had to spurt all my wonderful, baby-making spunk into her incestuous pussy. To knock her up like Dad had done in the past. My pussy clenched on the dildo plunging into me. The dual frictions burned through me.

Just spurt.

Cum in her.

Breed her!

I couldn’t cum. I would be in such trouble with Ms. Petrov. I had to fight against it. Mom’s pussy sucked with hunger at my clit-dick. Her flesh writhed and spasmed around me. I groaned, my cunt clenching around the dildo plunging deep and hard into me.

My fingernails bit into my palms. My hips plunged forward, thrusting in and out of my mother’s cunt. I could withstand her spasming flesh. I could endure. I had to endure. I buried hard and deep into her. I buried my girl-dick to the hilt in her cunt again and again, the pleasure of her pussy rippling over my cock.

My fiery hair danced around my face. I whimpered and moaned, my nipples rubbing into Mom’s pussy. She gasped and groaned, her blue eyes melting as she bucked. Her pussy kept spasming as I fucked into her.

“Mom!” I groaned. “Oh, god, you went multi-orgasmic!”

She nodded her head, her pussy writhing and rippling around my plunging cock. The delight was never-ending. Her flesh surged over my cock. She sucked at me. My dick twitched and throbbed in her depths. I fucked her harder. Faster. I buried to the hilt in her wonderful cunt.

Ms. Petrov fucked my pussy without mercy. She stimulated me, rubbing her tits into my back. Her dildo plundered me to the hilt again and again. I gasped and moaned, my ovaries getting so hot. So full of cum.

The bliss surged through my body. I whimpered. Moaned. Stars danced before my eyes as my pleasure built in my ovaries. A vast pressure needed to escape. I groaned through grit teeth, battling this ache to erupt. It was so powerful. Too powerful.

I couldn’t fight this.

I wanted to. Ached to. I didn’t want to be spanked, but… but…

“Mom!” I howled and erupted.

I fired my cum into my mother’s fertile pussy. My dick pumped blast after blast of my seed into her. I filled her to the brim with my spunk. My cunt convulsed around the dildo plundering in me as I fired all my incestuous seed into my mother’s cunt.

She moaned in delight. Her pussy milked me. Wrung me dry. Her big boobs rubbed into my round tits. They jiggled and heaved as she squirmed against me. Drool ran down her chin. Her blue eyes blazed.

“Naughty futa,” moaned Ms. Petrov as she buried into me. She trembled, her voice growing throaty. “Such a wicked daughter. Cumming in your mother’s unprotected womb. Tch, tch. You could knock her up!”

“I know!” I howled, my pussy writhing around the dildo. She didn’t fuck me any longer.

Was she cumming, too?

She had to be. She groaned, her fingernails biting into my hips. We were all moaning through our orgasms. My futa-cum flooded my mother’s pussy. The pleasure and rapture slammed into my mind. At that moment, I didn’t care about anything else.

And then Ms. Petrov pulled her dildo out of my cunt and said, “Someone disobeyed me.”

“I tried!” I whimpered. “…I did, Ms. Petrov, but… but… My mom was cumming around my cock.”

“And?” the dominatrix asked as she moved across the room.

“How could I resist erupting?”

“Through obedience,” she said. “You were given a command. You failed. You have to be punished.”

“But!” I spluttered. “That’s not fair. My mom went multi-orgasmic. She kept cumming and cumming.”

“’But’ is a word I dislike,” Ms. Petrov said while opening a cabinet. I groaned at the sight of flails, wisp, paddles, crops, and other items. My butt-cheeks clenched. “It is a weaselly word. One that cowards and pathetic losers use to mitigate the failings in their lives. In here, I expect people to take responsibility for their actions.”

She grabbed a whip. I shuddered at the sight of it. A bullwhip, thick and long, made of braided red and black leather. She advanced back to us, grinning. She stopped a good ten feet away from me. I gasped as her arm swirled in an arc. The whip leaped into the air, a blur of movement.

CRACK!

My butt-cheek clenched. She didn’t land it on me, but an inch from my asscheeks. I felt the caress of air washing over my rump. I shuddered at the sound it made. That would hurt. I whimpered, my futa-dick twitching in my mother’s embrace.

Why was I still hard?

“Since you are new to this,” she said, “I’ll give you a choice. You can accept your punishment like a responsible, young woman, or your mother can be a proxy. I’ll punish her for raising a futa who can’t control her orgasms.”

I gaped. “That’s not fair. She wasn’t the one who disobeyed you! My mother obeyed you.” I pulled my girl-dick out of my mother’s cunt and faced Ms. Petrov. My futa-cock bobbed in the air before me. “She followed your orders! You don’t need to hurt her.” This anger swelled inside of me at Ms. Petrov.

“So you’re going to take responsibility?” she asked. “Bend over between your mother’s thighs. Press your face into her cunt. Lick her clean since you soiled her with all your fertile cum while I punish you.”

“Fine!” I said, my anger growing even more. My wrists tugged at the chain binding my cuffs together. I bent over, feeling it rubbing into my rump as I wanted to get free of it.

I pressed my face into my mother’s twat. I nuzzled into her cunt, my futa-cock throbbing and twitching between my thighs. Pussy juices dribbled down my cock. I groaned my delight, my hips wiggled from side to side. My cunt clenched as I inhaled the tart passion of my mother mixed with my salty cum.

I licked through her folds. I lapped up my cum and her cream. Mom moaned, leaning back. Her big tits heaved and jiggled over my head. I stared up at her, focusing on her and her pussy. She could keep all the pleasure she wanted from her cunt-boss.

I really, really didn’t like Ms. Petrov. My mom deserved better.

I thrust my tongue deep into her cunt as I waited for the whip to fall. My tongue fluttered through her pussy. My jizz coated my tongue. The thick cream spilled over it, setting my taste buds on fire. I groaned, this wild heat surging through my body. My heart pounded in my chest as I waited for the whip to fall and crack on my ass.

The whip whisked through the air. My butt-cheeks tensed.

CRACK!

My head snapped up. “Holy fucking shit!”

It hurt. It hurt a lot. My ass burned with pain. I felt the stripe blazing across my rump. My futa-cock twitched and throbbed. My fingers flexed and relaxed. What had Mom meant about Ms. Petrov not harming me? Because that stung.

This defiance surged through me. I could take it. I buried my face back into my mother’s cunt as the stinging pain melted down to my cunt. It swirled around in there, sparking off a little bit of heat. A trickle of cream ran down my cock.

Mom moaned above me. She trembled as my tongue cleaned out her cunt. My salty cum poured out of her twat and into my mouth. I drank it all up, focusing on her pussy—on cleaning up my mess—instead of Ms. Petrov.

The ice-bitch’s heels clicked on the tiles behind me. The whip swished.

CRACK!

I groaned into my mother’s pussy as another line of pain kissed my ass. My butt-cheeks clenched. My futa-dick throbbed. The heat in my twat actually swelled. I grew from the heat that surged into me.

That was insane. I couldn’t believe that was happening. That it was making my pussy feel good. Did my mom get off on being spanked? Had I inherited that from her? I had no idea, but my pussy burned with a wild heat. Juices dribbled down my thighs.

My tongue thrust deep into my mother’s cunt. I swirled around in her. I teased her. Loved her. I wanted to make her cum hard. She would explode. The rapture would burst through her body and flood my mouth while I endured this pain.

SWISH! CRACK!

My twat squeezed tight as I moaned. Tears sprang into my eyes from the intensity of the pain. My entire body squirmed. I groaned into my mother’s twat, rubbing my lips and chin against her hot vulva. My futa-dick throbbed and twitched.

“Mmm, you are such a naughty, naughty futa,” Ms. Petrov moaned, such throaty pleasure in her voice now. “Look at that ass. Three red lines. Mmm, how do they feel? Are they making your wicked cunt hot?”

I ignored her.

“I asked you a question, Jennifer,” she said, her voice growing tighter.

“I’m busy!” I answered and thrust my tongue back into my mother’s cunt. I swirled around inside of my mother’s twat, my anger feeding my defiance.

My ass throbbed from the stinting welts with my beating heartbeat. My futa-cock ached and throbbed, pussy juices dripping off the tip. My cunt was so wet. Was it because I was so open? I no longer had a hymen.

Or was it the thrill of being defiant and taking my punishment.

SWISH! CRACK!

The whip snapped on my right butt-cheek, a kissing caress that sent my tongue darting deep into my mother’s cunt. I swirled it around in her. Mom moaned above me. Her big boobs heaved and trembled. Her thighs squeezed about my head.

I sucked on her clit.

“Well, naughty futa!” demanded Ms. Petrov. “Are you going to answer my question this time?”

Mom whimpered while I nursed on her bud.

I gave her such bliss while I waited for the next whipping to fall. My round breasts jiggled. My arms fought the restraints. I wanted to be back in pussy so badly. My mom’s pussy. I could fuck her and get whipped all at the same time.

That would be hot. I could just make sure I bred her—

SWISH! CRACK!

The pain exploded across my rump. I squealed around my mom’s clit. I bucked. My futa-cock throbbed. The pressure in my ovaries swelled. My pussy burned to be fucked again. The agony transformed into rapture.

“Answer me, slut!” hissed Ms. Petrov.

My mother moaned. Then she bucked. Her pussy juices gushed out. That tart flood of delicious cream poured out of her. I licked and lapped it up, driving my tongue up and down her folds. More of my salty cum gushed out with her incestuous passion.

“Do not ignore me, Jennifer!” Ms. Petrov hissed.

“I’m busy making my mother cum!” I answered. “She’s gushing such wonderful and delic—”

SWISH! CRACK!

I groaned, my ass throbbing worse. I shuddered, my anger and lust building and building. I would just fuck my mom know. I would pound her. She had permission to have every orgasm she could have, so I would give them to her.

I had never been a rebellious girl, but now I wanted to be. My mom shuddered through her orgasm. She groaned and panted. Her face flushed. Drool leaked out of her mouth. I lifted my face, her cream dripping off my chin.

“Mmm, I’m going to fuck you again, Mom!” I said. “I’ll pump you full of all that yummy cum.”

“I didn’t give you permission!” snarled Ms. Petrov. “You’re my slave.”

I through a look over my shoulder at her. “No, I’m your employee’s daughter! I came here to have some fun, not to get my ass whipped by a bitch!”

Mom groaned.

“Bitch?” Ms. Petrov asked that question while her face went icy pale. She gripped the bullwhip between both hands, stretching the leather taut.

“Yeah, bitch,” I said, reveling in it. “Now, my mom has a hot cunt that I just have to fuck. I’m going to pound her hard. So you can just stop whipping my ass?”

She drew back the whip in that fluid motion, the end whirling in a circle over her head. She snapped her arm forward. The whip shot out at me, uncoiling until the small end flicked into not my ass but my upper thigh.

CRACK!

The pain exploded. It hurt worse than getting spanked on my ass. This was true agony. It stung up and down my leg. My anger burst out of me. I whirled around to face her, my futa-cock bobbing and swaying before me.

Then I pressed my hands together, my fingers attacked the leather cuffs. They weren’t locked. I worked at the straps as I snarled, “That was the last time you whip me, bitch!”

Mom groaned even louder behind me as I tore open the cuff and freed my right arm. I charged at Ms. Petrov as she cocked back the whip to slash it down at me, rage burning in her blue eyes. I didn’t care.

It was time to teach this cunt a lesson!

To be continued…

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Three young friends find an unexpected temporary job

Nursing girls

By Homealone_447

Elizabeth, Veronica and Daniela finally made the decision to spend their vacation on Elizabeth’s parents country house. They planned to leave at 7 am Saturday morning but, as expected for a group of untroubled teenagers, at 10 am they were just finishing packing. One hour later they were on the highway cheerfully taking about their boyfriends and their sexual adventures.

* * *

Been a cheerleader at her high school football team for several years, had really paid off on Elizabeth’s figure, displaying a tight athletic body. Her breasts are rather small but firm and rounded. She has blonde hair combining perfectly with her clear green eyes.

Veronica has black hair falling to her shoulders contrasting with her blue eyes and her pale skin. She is a little shorter and thinner than Elizabeth but her breast are just perfect, big and round, always attracting the attention from anyone that looked at her. She likes to wear summer dresses with a big enough cleavage to turn heads wherever she walks in.

Danny has a Latin inheritance that reflects in her beautiful curvy body. She has light brown skin and she is the same height as Veronica. Her almond colored eyes were framed by long and full eyelashes. Danny has a way of moving her hips when she walks that every guy in her school is crazy about her.

* * *

All three girls were extremely popular with the boys, which were constantly approaching them in a rather annoying way. This was one of the reasons that Danny had the idea to celebrate her eighteenth birthday in the country house, away from everyone expect her dearest friends.

Elizabeth and Veronica, been a little older than Danny, had lost their virginity to their boyfriends almost a year ago and after that, they had been practicing sex on a regular basis. Daniela had sex for the first time with a classmate only a month ago. It had been a one-time thing and the experience was far from being satisfactory.

Elizabeth and Veronica were always complaining about the boring way that their boyfriends had sex with them. “The boys are too conventional,” they said.
The girls were discussing and fantasizing about how they would like to have sex in odd places and in every position they had seen in porno movies.

After two hours on the highway, they arrived to the mountains and entered a secondary road. They drove between huge pine trees for another half hour until they found Elizabeth’s cabin. It was a large two-floor chalet with a wide terrace on the second floor which allowed a view to a small, crystal clear lake just fifty meters away.
After unloading the luggage and provisions, each teen selected a room upstairs and unpacked in a hurry. They wanted to step out to the terrace in the nude and catch the last minutes of sunlight, with the hopes of getting a good tan without bikini lines.

“It was a good idea not to bring the boys,” Veronica said, “otherwise we wouldn’t be butt naked out here… we will get a fantastic tan”.

After a while, the sun began to disappear in the horizon and it got a bit chilly, so the girls decided to step inside and drink some wine beside the chimney.
They were sitting in the wide living room, wearing just a towel and enjoying the evening when suddenly, they felt the floor shaking and the wine bottle started to bang lightly over the table.

“It’s and earthquake!” Elizabeth shouted, “Lets get out of here!”

She just had finished the sentence when the tremors stopped and everything returned to normal.

“I hate earthquakes!” Danny said, finishing her glass of wine in one shot and filling it again.

The others girls gulped down their drinks too and in a short time, they were opening the second bottle of wine.

* * *

Not far from there, at the bottom of the lake, a huge rock had shifted from its original place, leaving a big opening about five feet long and two feet wide. Bubbles were still coming out from the air trapped inside before the earthquake. On one corner of the hole, the moonlight poured just enough light to see a small limb much like a squid’s, crawling its way out across the lake’s sandy floor.

* * *

“I feel woozy,” Danny said, “I’m gonna take a quick bath.”

“Let’s get in the lake instead!” Elizabeth shouted excitedly.

“But its dark and… there could be animals out there,” Danny said with a worried tone of voice.

“Its ok,” Elizabeth responded, “there is a full moon and there is plenty of light. When I was younger, I used to get in the lake at night all the time”.

“Yes! Lets go to the lake!” Veronica said also excited with the idea.

“Ok, if you go, I’ll go…. I don’t want to stay here alone anyway,” Danny said not really convinced.

Ten minutes later, there were three naked teenagers in the lake laughing and throwing water to each another like little girls.

Within all the noise and commotion, a big shadow moved in the dark, just outside the entrance of the cave. The limb that before was barely distinguishable was now out in the open, sticking two meters from the hole, moving like a snake in the direction of the girls.

A few minutes later, the body of a strange creature coming out of the cave was illuminated by the moonlight. It was similar to an octopus but it had two sacs fused together to make one large bulk of meat with a greenish and brown skin. It had multiple tentacles of different lengths and thickness. The biggest were as long as ten feet with a diameter of at least four inches.

The creature was getting closer to the girls, attracted by the noise and the movement, but there was something else that made the magnetism irresistible for the animal, the smell. The creature had detected a quality in the three beings playing in the water. This quality was female pheromones, which meant only one thing to the animal, reproduction.
The creature got closer and closer to the source of the smell until it was just a few inches from its destiny. Danny stepped back avoiding a gush of water thrown by Veronica, when she felt that something touched her asscheeks. She stood still, not really sure of what just happened. Then, she felt something touching her again between her legs.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!!” Danny screamed, running out of the water as fast as she could.

Veronica and Elizabeth got scared and they screamed and ran too, not really sure of what was going on.

Danny got out of the lake and kept running toward the cabin. Elizabeth followed her, but as she reached the shore, she stopped and looked back, trying to see what had scared her friend so much. She didn’t see anything, so she calmly picked up the towels and walked with Veronica to the house. Danny was standing at the front door, waiting for her friends to get inside so she could lock the door.

“What happened?” Elizabeth asked.

“Something touched me!” Danny said, almost yelling, “Someone touched… my pussy”.

“Someone? But there was no one but us,” Elizabeth replied.

The three girls observed the lake through the living room window but everything was quiet.

“Are you sure it wasn’t a horny fish?” Veronica asked, laughing mockingly at her friend.

Elizabeth started laughing too and Danny just smiled, a little embarrassed.

“I am not sure what it was but it felt horrible,” Danny said.

“Well, whatever it was; is gone now. I suggest we go to bed; I am exhausted,” Elizabeth said.

“Yeah, me too,” Veronica added.

“Ok, but I am not sleeping alone,” Danny said.

“You can sleep with me if you want,” Elizabeth told her friend, “my room has a king-size bed.”

The girls locked the front door and walked up the stairs. Elizabeth and Danny entered the main bedroom and Veronica entered the room just across the hall. Both rooms had windows opened to the terrace.

Danny, still scared, hurried to close all the windows in the room. Then she put on her cotton panties, a long t-shirt and got in bed, covering herself with the sheets up to her neck. Elizabeth just smiled at her and jumped, still naked, to the other side of the bed. She didn’t bother to cover herself up since she anticipated a hot night. Veronica, in the other room, left the windows open. She was really tired from the trip and the swim so she just dropped her towel to the floor and let herself fall onto the bed without even removing the covers. After ten minutes, the three girls were sleeping soundly.

* * *

Not far from there, at the shore of the lake, a creature was slowly dragging itself from the water, moving toward the cabin. As the beast reached the house, the leading tentacle searched the surroundings, following the attractive sent of the females.

Supporting itself with its biggest tentacles, the animal climbed several feet and fifteen minutes later, it was already over the edge of the terrace, dragging through the wooden floor towards the window of Veronica’s room.

The purple tentacle passed through the open window and started to “smell” every inch of the warm body lying on the bed, careful not to touch it. Once confirmed the reproduction viability, the rest of the creature’s body moved forward. The huge bulk barely fit across the window and fell to the floor with a loud thump that almost woke up Veronica, who just mumble a few words and turned on the bed facing up.

One of the thinner tentacles crept over the bed and over Veronica’s thigh. She felt tickles and complained softly within her sleep, making the creature to stop its motion. The purple tentacle moved closer to Veronica’s face, and hung just a few inches from her lips. The thinner tentacle resumed its movement over the teen’s leg until it reached her vagina. Slowly, it parted her vaginal lips and began to cares her clitoris, eliciting a soft moan from the young woman. The delicate tip of the tentacle wrapped around the now erected clitoris and squeezed it, while the beautiful teen started to breathe more deeply.

This continued for a few minutes, until Veronica woke up with a gasp. She opened her eyes realizing that someone was touching her intimate parts. She jumped on the bed looking down to her pelvis, trying to understand what was going on. When she was able to focus in the shadows, she only saw a large tentacle right in front of her face. She gasped again, this time from fear, and at that precise moment, the creature released a cloud of bluish vapor that was inhaled by the teen. The fumes immediately suppressed the girl’s vocal cords, preventing her to scream while she began to lose her strength quickly. She tried to get up but she fell back on the mattress. The tentacle positioned itself in front of Veronica’s face again and released more vapor. The panic reflected on the girl’s face slowly turned into a more relaxed expression as the heavy breathing allowed more gas inside of her. Veronica’s blue eyes glazed up. She knew that something terrible was happening to her but in a strange way she felt very peaceful.

After the initial reaction passed, the thin tentacle wrapped again around Veronica’s clitoris. This time her body jerked slightly by the pleasant sensation. Just a few seconds of tender touch were enough to harden her pink nipples and her juices began to flow abundantly within her vaginal walls. Her mind was still aware that this was not right; that she was being attack by some animal, but her body didn’t seem to care, betraying her in such a way that a few minutes later, her hips were moving involuntary in a circular motion, responding to the creature’s delicate touch.

After a while of growing pleasure, Veronica was moaning and panting heavily. Then she felt a warm, humid object pressing against her pussy, and this brought her back to reality, at least for a moment. She tried to push the object away but she could barely move her arms a couple of inches. The object she was feeling between her legs was one of the biggest tentacles of the creature. It had a bulbous head, almost three inches wide and it was outlined by the moonlight reflecting in the thick slime that covered it and slobbered onto the bed.

The tentacle pressed harder until the vaginal lips yielded and it penetrated a few inches into Veronica’s tight cavity. She felt the massive piece of meat filling her body, stretching her wide. The thick head of the shaft was fully inside of her and Veronica felt her heart beating faster and faster. Her mind wished it to stop but at the same time her body wanted it to go further in. Her hands weakly clenched the sheets as she felt the rest of the member penetrating into her. She arched her back and let out a silent scream of pleasure, muffled by her faded vocal cords.

The tentacle pushed hard sliding to the bottom of her pussy. The young woman was not able to think clearly, but she knew that she’d never felt as excited as she was now. Waves of heat and pleasure traveled through her being from head to toes, bristling her skin, which increased in sensibility every passing second. Now she wished she could move her hands but not to push the thing away but only to grab the huge member and keep it inside of her forever.

The tentacle pulled almost all the way out, just to push in again, harder than before, smashing at her cervix. Then it stroked again, and again, and with each thrust, Veronica was getting wilder, wishing the tentacle to go further inside. After several minutes of intense fucking, Veronica felt so good that she wanted it to continue for many hours even as she knew that she was reaching her limit; her orgasm was getting closer and closer. Every time the rod smashed hard against her body, the air was pushed out of her lungs. Veronica though of her boyfriend, but her boyfriend was nothing compare to this.

This was heaven. Her orgasm was even closer now, almost here… at the last second she regained all her strength, closed her legs hard around the tentacle, and arched her back as she was going to break in two. She rolled her eyes back into her head, stood still for a moment and exploded in the most powerful orgasm of her life. She bounced up and down like a rag doll, impaled on the huge phallus, contorting uncontrollably, her knees banging against one another as she refuse to let the tentacle leave her overstretched pussy, not even one inch. Her belly contracted again and again until her spasms began to diminish; her body relaxed slowly and moments later, Veronica was just laying on the bed completely exhausted, catching her breath.

The expression of her face was hard to describe, showing a combination of incredulity and satisfaction. The tentacle was still buried deep inside her body and it didn’t take long to start moving again, in and out, in and out, faster every time. Veronica’s pussy was soaking wet and squishy sounds filled the room as the tentacle banged against her cavity. She soon started to moan again as she moved her hips in the opposite direction of the tentacle, trying to increase the depth of the penetrations. It was then when she realized that she had recovered her strength completely. She lifted her torso and moved over the bed until she was sitting on the edge, in such a way that the tentacle could remain pumping her freely.

In this position she was able to see the animal that now possessed her body and mind. She could see the large number of tentacles that came out of this big green sacks that formed the main body. All the beast’s skin was covered with a thick slime that reflected the light filtering through the window. Veronica looked down and saw the luscious member that was pulsating inside of her. It was huge and she couldn’t understand how this phallus could fit inside of her slim body without hurting her one bit. It was green as the creature and it had protuberances all around its surface that rubbed the inner walls of her vagina, driving her insane with pleasure. Every time the creature entered her, she could hear the soggy sound that only increased her excitement.

The tentacle stopped its movement and stood still at the bottom of her pussy. Veronica just sat there, staring at the shaft that impaled her, when suddenly she felt a pinch in her cervix and without any further warning, the tentacle pushed hard and penetrated deeper inside the petite woman. It pushed into her uterus and reached the bottom of her womb. Veronica gasped and froze for a moment; her mouth and eyes wide open, staring at the wall in front of her. The appendage withdrew very slowly inch by inch, almost all the way out, while the teen tried to understand what just happened. Then the creature pushed again, entering back into her womb. With the shock of this new penetration, Veronica lost consciousness for an moment and fell to her knees just in front of the monster. Then she plunged forward ending with her chest and face resting over the animal’s body. Veronica was barely conscious, but she was very aware of the sensations the wide phallus rose within her, filling her insides almost up to her chest. She could easily feel the shaft forming a slight bulge in her abdomen.

There was no movement for over a minute, until the beast took the initiative again, resuming the pumping motion slowly at first and then more swiftly, stretching and massaging the teenager’s vagina and womb every time. It didn’t take long for Veronica’s body to adjust at this new incredible sensation and she began to feel the arousal increasing again. The tentacle now moved like a piston inside of her, pushing her forward with every stroke, which made the girl’s nipples rub against the animal’s rugged skin, escalating the bliss even higher.

When Veronica felt she was on the verge of another explosive climax, the phallus started to move slower until it stopped completely, still buried in her body. The girl was begging in her mind for the animal to continue fucking her. Suddenly, she felt the tentacle bulge inside her and a huge load of hot semen was sprayed inside of her womb. This was enough for the beautiful blue-eyed girl to explode again in another orgasm that drove her over the edge. She felt the fluid leaking out of her stretched vagina as her body spasmed again and again until it was too much and she lost consciousness.

The creature lifted Veronica by the waist with one of its tentacles and placed her on the floor, facing up. All the transparent slime that covered the girl’s chest, belly and legs was sliding slowly to the floor and her pussy was still leaking white semen. The animal left the teen there and crawled toward the door, following another trail of pheromones that came from outside the room. The creature reached the door and introduced the purple tentacle inside the other room across the hall. It took only a few seconds to detect that more female scent emanated from inside.

The animal dragged itself across the hall and into the room, reaching the bed. It moved the purple tentacle around, discovering a body almost identical to the one it just possessed, and after exploring a little more, it noticed that there were two bodies instead of one. This time it knew exactly what to do. The beast pulled off the sheets that covered Danny so that both girls were exposed. Danny was curled up in fetal position facing Elizabeth. She was a sleeping uneasy because of her earlier experience at the lake and when she felt the cool air around her body, she moved and mumbled a protest. Elizabeth was deeply sleep, face up, with one leg flexed to one side, allowing full view of her bare pussy.

The animal put the leading tentacle over Elizabeth’s face and released slowly the bluish vapor that was inhaled inadvertently by the woman. Seconds later, a huge tentacle drooling slime, positioned between the teen’s legs and with one strong move it penetrated Elizabeth’s vaginal cavity until it reached bottom. Elizabeth opened her eyes wide and tried to scream lifting her head from the bed, but no a sound came out of her throat and all she was able to see in the shadows was a large tubular form coming from beyond her feet, displayed between her legs and disappearing inside of her. She felt the large thing moving inside her pussy, stretching her and pushing to go further. She could not move or do anything to protect herself.

With all the commotion, Danny woke up alarmed. She lifted her head trying to see what was going on. When she saw Elizabeth gasping and rocking on the pillow beside her, she asked her friend what was happening but didn’t receive an answer. Then, with the corner of her eye, Danny saw something moving at the feet of the bed. She turned her head and saw the dark silhouette of the tentacle pumping in and out of Elizabeth’s body. At that moment, a shadow moved across her face and threw a gust of gas over her nose and mouth.

Danny gasped and unsuccessfully tried to scream. She started to crawl away but she was just able to take a few steps before falling on the bed again in a position that, given the circumstances, resulted very inconvenient for her but not for the creature. She had her head turned to the left over the pillow, facing Elizabeth, with her arms straight down, close to each side of her body and her ass lifted up in the air with her legs slightly spread, as if she was waiting for someone to fuck her doggy style. The creature didn’t need further invitation and an instant later another big tentacle was penetrating her body too, ravishing her mercilessly.

The girls couldn’t fully understand what was happening to them. Elizabeth was rocking on the bed with her mind spinning around, confused and mesmerized. She wondered if this was a dream. She was forcing herself to think that it was. She wanted to convince herself that this was some sort of wild, realistic, hot dream. It was so hot that soon enough she began to enjoy the piston that pumped her pussy so hard and so full. It didn’t take long to find herself panting, moving her hips up and down and her nipples began to swell, following an undeniable sign of arousal.

Danny was more conscious of what was really going on and she immediately related her actual shocking situation with her unexplainable incident in the lake, earlier that night. Trying no to dismay, she heard Elizabeth panting and moaning softly, clearly not like someone in pain but with pleasure, a lot of pleasure. She became aware that her friend was enjoying being raped, but why? This made her realize that the phallus that was plunged into her slim body was not hurting her. On the contrary, it felt good, really good. It was hot and very well lubricated. Every time the beast pushed forward, it made her breasts rub against the bed, which increased the pleasing sensation. That rod filling her so fully felt so much better than the first and only time she had sex before. Just a few minutes later Danny was panting too, excitement rising in her mind every time the creature smashed into her slender body.

The girl’s exertions continued for a while until someone turned on the light on the ceiling, illuminating the whole room. It was Veronica standing at the door. She had a strange glazed look on her face, like being in trance. There was a white sticky substance leaking from her pussy, sliding down her inner tights to the floor where it was already forming a little puddle. When Veronica’s eyes adjusted to the bright light, she looked at the bed just when Elizabeth was reaching her first orgasm. She could see how the green eyes of her pretty friend turn white and her body began to shake violently in spasms. Her legs were shaking uncontrollably while her vaginal walls contracted around the tentacle. One minute later, Elizabeth was resting exhausted with her eyes half open, one leg hanging on one side of the bed. The large phallus remained inside of her, refusing the leave the warm host.

Veronica looked to the other side of the bed and she could only see the rear end of Danny being pumped in and out while a lubricating substance was escaping out of her vagina and falling onto the bed. The sounds coming from Danny’s mouth indicated that she was really enjoying the rape.

Veronica walked closer to the bed and sat beside Elizabeth. She looked at her friend with lovingly eyes, not the kind of love she used to have toward her but something stronger. She placed one hand on the silky white chest of Elizabeth, caressing her breasts and moving slowly down to her belly, over her scarce pubic hair and stopping on her pussy. She played a moment with her friend’s clit enjoying how her friend jerked with every slight touch.

Veronica watched enthralled at the tentacle as it penetrated Elizabeth’s body. Veronica squeezed it with her fingers and noticed that it had the same hardness and consistency of an erect human penis. She grabbed the limb with her whole hand, surprised that something so big could fit inside her friend and more so, how it was possible that a thing like that was able to make her feel so damn good a while ago.

For some reason, she started to pull the tentacle out of the blonde, very slowly. As it came out, Elizabeth, who was semi-conscious, complained softly. Seven inches had already come out and still some part of the tentacle was to follow. It was covered in the teen’s juices and its own lubricant substance. Finally, after ten thick inches of meat, the whole thing was outside the teen’s pussy. The bulbous shape of the tip was dripping a gooey white substance from a little hole in the center.

Veronica heard Danny scream and as she looked up at her, she saw her friend in the wild convulsions of ecstasy. Her whole body was shaking, still in the weird position she fell before.

Returning her attention to the tentacle in front of her, Veronica caught some of the creature’s ‘semen’ with one finger and put it in her mouth. It had a bittersweet taste; similar to the candy she loved so much when she was a child. Then, leaning over Elizabeth’s body, she licked the head of the phallus to savor more of the fluid. It tasted so good that she put her lips right at the tip, sucking everything that she could. She unintentionally pressed her friend’s belly and Elizabeth moaned, still with her half opened eyes staring lustily at the ceiling.

Veronica wanted to share this delicious white substance with her friend. She pulled the tentacle until it’s swollen head reached Elizabeth’s face and waited a moment. She watched as a sticky drop of the fluid fell in slow motion into the blonde’s mouth. Thinking this was not enough, Veronica pulled the tentacle over and rubbed it on the girl’s lips.

As it sensed the moist opening, the tentacle got loose from Veronica’s hand and pressed against Elizabeth’s mouth, stretching her lips open until it reached the back of her throat. The blonde opened her eyes wide and threw her head back. This allowed the phallus to go further in, down her esophagus.

Veronica observed with surprise as the tentacle crept its way inside Elizabeth’s throat and deeper beyond. The slippery limb traveled endlessly through the girl’s lips, one inch at a time. Veronica was certain that the tentacle most had pierced already all the way to her friend’s stomach when finally it stopped.

Suddenly, a loud spurting sound could be heard within Elizabeth’s bowels as a slight bulge formed on her abdomen. Veronica moved her ear closer to her friend’s belly, hearing clearly how gobs and gobs of fluid were being sprayed inside the blonde, who even then was moving her hips up and down enjoying the thrill.

Moments later, Elizabeth’s belly began to expand, accordingly to the large amount of fluid poured inside. Finally, the spurting sounds declined and Veronica saw the slimy tentacle pulling out from her friend’s body until it finally came free, several strings of slime linking the bulbous head to the girl’s lips. Elizabeth coughed and a great amount of white fluid spilled out of her mouth, allowing herself to catch her breath. Afterwards, she fell unconscious, leaving a pool of cum on the pillow beneath her head.

Veronica heard Danny gasping and when she looked up at her, she saw the head of another tentacle entering the teen’s ass. The same one that had been ravishing her pussy was now assaulting her anus. The lubricated appendage entered Danny’s rectum up to seven inches and then stopped, while the pretty tawny girl grabbed the sheets hard from the obvious pain and pushed herself forward trying to avoid further penetration. But the creature had other plans and reinitiated drilling the tight hole, entering one or two inches more with each thrust. After a few minutes, Danny relaxed her body surrendering to the beast, lingering to moan and exhale with every stroke. Five more inches sunk in and Veronica could not believe that her friend could fit all that meat in her ass. The tentacle only stopped when it was not possible to go further in. Both girl and phallus remain frozen for a few seconds. Only the heavy breathing of Danny could be heard. Then the tentacle began a slow in and out motion, rocking the girl with it. The Latin teenager started moaning again, revealing that her pain began to give in to an increasing excitement.

Veronica walked around the bed, making sure not to stumble with the animal’s limbs, until she was standing beside Danny. She grabbed the tentacle with one hand, just outside Danny’s sphincter and squeezed it softly. It was vibrating like an electric dildo as it moved back and forth, which made clear why the tanned teen was going crazy with pleasure. The tentacle increased the tempo of its thrusts for a few more minutes until it stooped completely. Suddenly, Veronica felt the tentacle bulge in her hand and heard Danny scream in delight as she lifted her head from the bed and arched her back. Veronica moved her head closer to Danny’s back and could hear the same gushing sound of fluid spurted inside her friend’s body.

Veronica dropped to her knees and looked how Danny’s belly swell as the fluid traveled through her guts reaching her stomach. It was as big as if she was four months pregnant when the teen became too full to contain more inside and the beast stopped pumping, pulling the phallus out of the young woman. The bulbous head finally came out, leaving Danny’s anus very distended. A gush of white semen poured out, drooling to the bed. Veronica stood up and, unable to resist the temptation, and leaned over locking her mouth to Danny’s ass, sucking out and swallowing all the semen she could. Meanwhile, Danny felt her arms go feeble and she fell to her side, lying with her back to Elizabeth, who was still unconscious on the other side of the bed.

Veronica, feeling tired too, crawled over the bed to lie down between her two friends, and fell sleep fast.

* * *

The next day, Elizabeth was the first one to wake up. The entrancing effect from the gas had wear off and as she opened her eyes, she noticed that something was wrong. Veronica was sleeping next to her, naked, and next to Veronica was Danny, sleeping on her side with her t-shirt pulled up around her neck. She looked down and saw Veronica’s belly really bloated as if she was six months pregnant. This startled her and she tried to jump off the bed but failed as she felt her own body heavier than usual. She managed to sit on the edge of the bed and she became aware that her stomach was also distended although not as much as Veronica’s.

She felt fluid churning inside of her. It was a strange but pleasant sensation. Her pussy was oversensitive and peculiarly moistened. It was then when she remembered the night before. It was all very confusing in her mind but she was certain that someone -or something- raped her. Even so, she remembered not giving much fight to defend herself. In fact, she remembered even cooperating with her rapist. She quickly looked around the room and there it was! A dark green creature, resting on the corner behind her. It was a big bulk of meat, three feet high and five feet wide with big long tentacles that spread all around the floor and walls. The door and windows were blocked.

Elizabeth screamed when she saw the animal and lifted her feet onto the bed. Veronica and Danny woke up scared by the noise. Veronica tried to get up but her heavy stomach didn’t allow it. Danny jumped out of bed but lost her balance, falling to the floor. She stood up and saw Elizabeth petrified looking to the opposite corner of the room and when she looked on that direction, she screamed…

“Ahhhhh! What is that?”

“I don’t know” Elizabeth said, “I think this creature attacked us last night.”

“What is wrong with me?” Veronica screamed looking at her belly, “Why am I like this?” she asked holding her large tummy with both hands.

“Ohh no!” Danny said, “My stomach is also swollen! What is going on?”

“I don’t know? What is that thing?” Elizabeth asked.

“Lets get out of here!” Danny said.

“We are trapped!” Elizabeth said as she confirmed that all the possible exits were blocked.

“Look! … It’s moving,” Veronica said in low but firm voice when she saw one tentacle moving.

The teenagers stood quiet and frozen in shock, observing the tentacle move slowly toward them until it stopped.

“What are we going to do? We have to get out of here…” Danny whispered.

“Yes, but how?” Elizabeth replied.

“Oh my God! Something moved inside me!” Veronica said.

The three girls watch the teen’s belly for a moment but nothing happened.

“This creature raped all of us last night,” Elizabeth said looking at Veronica.

“Oh no… do you think that creature got me pregnant?” Veronica asked.

“I don’t know…” Elizabeth responded. However she was almost certain that her lovely friend was carrying the animal’s baby.

The three girls held each other and talked in low voice, trying to remember what happened the night before. Veronica remembered in a fussy way that something large penetrated her and extracted from her a colossal orgasm. She also remembered being close to her friends as the creature played with them. These thoughts made Veronica’s clitoris puff up a little and she felt ashamed for it.

Veronica looked at Danny and when she looked back, both girls blushed on embarrassment as they recognized on each other the excitement that rose within them when thinking about last night events. Then, the girls looked at Elizabeth, which was distracted in her own thoughts. When she noticed she was been observed, the teen just smiled at her friends and look back at the monster. Without saying a word, the three teenagers knew that all of them have had the most powerful climax of their lives when handled by the beast and the notion that it could happen again soon, frightened them as much as excited them.

Veronica was lying on her back between her friends, looking at the ceiling and thinking about her precarious situation. Suddenly, she felt a heat wave that traveled across her body. Something moved again inside her belly, but this time she didn’t say anything to her friends. Veronica felt something moving very slowly inside her uterus and closing in to her vagina. Her clitoris erected when little ‘fingers’ began to caress her vaginal walls from the inside, just barely at first and intensifying every second. In a short while, Veronica was breathing faster and her nipples were hard as a rock. She felt extremely horny but at the same time she was very worried, uncertain of what was going to happen to her.

She gazed at her friends for comfort, but they were looking the other way. Elizabeth was staring at the monster and Danny was sitting on the bed with her head between her knees. Veronica reached out and grabbed Elizabeth’s hand, who looked at Veronica and immediately realized that something was happening to her.

“What’s going on? Are you ok?” Elizabeth asked.

At that moment, Veronica felt the creature moving faster down her body, invading her vaginal cavity completely. A little tentacle protruded between her vaginal lips and wrapped around her clitoris, making Veronica arch her back and clench Elizabeth’s hand. Danny, now aware of the situation, held Veronica by her arm trying to help out. Veronica was already moaning and panting loudly. Elizabeth and Danny looked at each other with a combination of fear and confusion in their eyes. They both knew that the sounds coming from Veronica were those of absolute pleasure.

Veronica, with her eyes half closed, began to move her hips up and down as she pulled Elizabeth’s hand over her left breast. Elizabeth wanted to move it away but the brunette held it firmly. Then Veronica wrapped her right arm around Danny’s leg and then, with both of her friends on each side, she began jerking wildly.

Seeing at her friend in such a trance, Elizabeth and Danny couldn’t avoid to feel excited themselves. Elizabeth started to squeeze and caress Veronica’s breast and unconsciously she began to rub her clitoris with her other hand. Danny felt her pussy starting to get wet but she didn’t move, astonished that her beautiful brunette friend was contorting in extreme bliss.

Veronica’s eyes rolled back and she arched her back just before a huge orgasm exploded within her. The spasms of her whole body made her shiver on the bed as she screamed in a high tone and the baby monster dragged itself out of its comfortable host. Danny was the first one to see something moving in Veronica’s pussy and, as she looked more carefully, she screamed,

“Something is coming out of her!”

Danny tried to jump away but Veronica had a firm hold on her leg. Elizabeth didn’t seem surprise at all and she kept squeezing her friend’s breast and rubbing her own clitoris. Slowly, a slimy octopus-like creature began crawling out of Veronica’s body. It looked identical in shape to its parent but much smaller, with several small tentacles completely covered by a gooey substance dripping over the bed and splashing Veronica’s legs. Danny and Elizabeth remained frozen, staring at the creature freeing itself from the milky body of her friend. Veronica was still shaking from her fading orgasm. When the animal finally got free, Veronica was exhausted, breathing heavily, her eyes still unfocused. In a matter of minutes, she had recovered her beautiful slim figure and her belly was flat again.

The creature began to crawl over Veronica’s leg approaching Danny, instinctively following a special scent coming from the girl. Again the youngest friend tried to move away, this time successfully releasing her leg from Veronica’s hold, but it was too late. The baby creature was close enough to extend a tiny purple tentacle and sprayed a cloud of vapor over Danny’s face, which inhaled the gas involuntary. Danny felt her head spinning for a second and then she fell into a trance that emptied her mind completely. She leaned down, resting on her side as the animal moved closer to her.

Elizabeth observed with amazement the whole scene while she kept unconsciously rubbing her clitoris and vaginal lips, already dripping wet. She looked at a translucent tubular tentacle that came out from the small creature’s mouth and forced its way between Danny’s closed legs, moving out of Elizabeth’s view. Immediately, Danny closed her eyes and moaned softly.

Curios to know what was the little creature doing to her friend, Elizabeth stood up and walked around the bed just to see the translucent tentacle penetrating deep into Danny’s anus. Some sort of white substance was moving through the tube but it was not being pumped into the teen; on the contrary, it was flowing out from the girl’s body into the animal’s mouth. The baby was sucking the fluid, feeding from Danny. All the time Danny never stopped moaning as her belly flattened slowly, recovering its normal size… but not for long.

* * *

When there was no more fluid to drain, the little animal wrapped it’s longer tentacles around Danny’s thighs and waist and pulled hard, slamming against her pelvic area. Surprised with the attack, Danny slipped from the bed falling to the floor and landed on her back, just beside the spot where Elizabeth was standing. The blonde watched closely how the baby creature began to force its way inside Danny’s body. The small animal appeared to be a bigger than moments before when it left Veronica’s body, and it seemed impossible for it to fit inside the uterus of the slim Latin girl. The beast first inserted the thinner tentacles deep inside Danny’s pussy and these tentacles started to pull the rest of the animal’s body into the warm and humid cavity, while to thicker tentacles helped pushing from the outside.

Danny, still in the haziness of the numbing gas, supported herself on her elbows to have a better look at her crotch. Then, much to Elizabeth’s surprise, she grabbed the monster’s small body with one hand and started to help it get inside of her.

Elizabeth couldn’t understand why her friend was doing that but in the back of her mind, a relentless voice was telling her that it was the right thing to do. Her pussy was watering just to see Danny moaning and panting with excitement while the small beast entered her. Elizabeth was getting turn on herself. Moments later and unable to resist any longer, Elizabeth kneeled between Danny’s legs and helped her push the thing inside its new host.

As the creature made its way deeper into the teen, both girls could see Danny’s belly expanding accordingly to fit its new slimy guest. The animal contracted its body as the girls push it in, until only one tentacle was left sticking out from Danny’s vagina. Then, it was quickly pulled in.

The brunette’s belly was now bloated and the churning tentacles could be seen through her skin. Apparently the creature was turning around, accommodating itself. This motion proved to be delightful for Danny, who was still moaning and panting like crazy, fingering her squishing pussy lips.

* * *

Even as Elizabeth had all her senses almost intact, she couldn’t take her eyes away from Danny’s pussy. She had always secretly wondered how it would feel to kiss a woman but now her friend’s cunt lips were becoming irresistible to her. She slowly bent down and removing Danny’s hand out of the way, she started to lick and kiss her friend’s slit, suctioning her clitoris and pushing her tongue as deep as possible.

Danny welcomed Elizabeth’s efforts grabbing her friend’s head and only a few minutes later, she screamed in climax as her legs began to shake and her whole body surrendered to the spasms that overtook her. Elizabeth kept her face mercilessly stuck to Danny’s pussy trying to prolong her orgasm as much as possible. Inside Danny, the small creature detected the familiar scent necessary for its survival and moved into action.

Elizabeth felt something entering her mouth, touching slightly her throat and she pulled away immediately. She watched the same translucent tentacle she had seen before, now extending beyond Danny’s vaginal opening and waving in front of her face just a few inches away. Then, it snaked in the air approaching Elizabeth’s mouth until it pressed softly against her lips.

Elizabeth hesitated for a moment keeping her mouth closed tightly but she promptly caved and led the tentacle slide through her lips. A sweet taste spread through her mouth as the appendage moved past her throat, which made her gag for a second but she overcame the feeling and the tentacle moved forward through her esophagus and beyond until the blonde could not tell how deep it was.

The situation was so surreal, that Elizabeth felt as if she was in a dream but she knew she wasn’t. She was there, willingly kneeling on the floor with a tube sliding into her body; a tube coming from a strange animal that was hiding inside Danny’s womb. She didn’t know why she was doing that but just couldn’t stop.

Seconds later, Elizabeth saw a white substance flowing through the tube, out of her mouth into Danny’s pussy. The monster was feeding again and Elizabeth had that strange sensation of rightfulness, this is what she was supposed to do. As the fluid was drained from her she felt less bloated, until finally the flow stopped and the animal pulled the tentacle out of Elizabeth’s body with her mouth still dripping white fluid to the floor.

Elizabeth had been on the brink of reaching an orgasm for a while but she was not there yet and it was frustrating. She pulled away from Danny’s pussy and knelt on the floor with the intention to masturbate. Just as she got in the right position, a tentacle shot out from Danny’s vaginal cavity and entered Elizabeth’s. The blonde gasped surprised and froze for a second.

Guessing the creature’s intentions, she jumped forward and positioned her vagina closer to Danny’s and began to rub it up and down. Danny reacted robotically to this new sensation and holding one of Elizabeth’s legs, she began to correspond, moving her rounded belly in the same motion. It didn’t take long to happen what Elizabeth expected. The beast began to move out of Danny’s body and into her own, and she was more than ready to receive it. A few minutes later, Elizabeth was lying on the floor unconscious from the tremendous orgasm that blew her mind away and her swollen belly moved on its own as the animal accommodated itself within. Danny also fell unconscious from her second orgasm of the day and her abdomen was flat again, now liberated from its guest.

Hours later, Danny was the first one to regain consciousness. She sat on the floor and looked around finding Elizabeth lying close to her feet. Now free from the numbing effects of the gas, she crawled closer and woke her up.

“What happened?” Elizabeth asked.

“Don’t you remember? Look at your stomach,” Danny responded.

Elizabeth looked at her belly and caressed it with one hand, saying, “Oh, yeah, I remember. It’s inside me now. Please help me get up,” Elizabeth said.

The noise of the conversation also woke Veronica, who sat on the bed. She looked toward the big creature and it was still there, motionless. Her two friends also sat on the bed and the three teens looked at each other quietly, until Veronica looked at Elizabeth’s belly and asked,

“Is that thing inside you? How did that happen?”

“Well, when it left your body, it entered Danny’s and then it passed to me,” Elizabeth responded.

“I don’t remember anything clearly after that little monster got out of Veronica,” Danny said.

“I saw everything,” Elizabeth said, “I think that I know what’s going on. The big creature is using us for nursing.”

“What?” Veronica asked confused.

“Yeah,” Elizabeth added, “we are being used as food dispensers and to provide a secure shelter for the animal’s baby”.

“Do you mean that thing is eating us?” Veronica asked loud and worried.

“No,” Elizabeth responded, “That big creature is pumping loads of whatever that white fluid is in our bodies and the little one is sucking it out”.

“Oh, my God… We have to get out of here” Danny said, “What are we going to do?”

“We can’t get out. The door and windows are still blocked,” Veronica remarked.

“I think if we do what the monster wants, it won’t hurt us,” Elizabeth said, an after a pause she continued, “I don’t know about you but I haven’t been hurt so far and even more, I think a have never felt as good as I felt this morning.”

After thinking about it for a moment, Veronica said, “To tell you the truth, I thought I had enjoyed good sex before but now I know it was nothing compare to last night,” she laughed.

Elizabeth and Veronica looked at Danny, who only looked down and blushed.

“But, how long are we going to be locked inside by the creature?” Danny asked.

“I don’t know” Elizabeth responded, “but this morning I noticed that the little monster grows very quickly. Maybe when it is big enough, we will be liberated.”

* * *

“I am getting hungry”, Veronica said placing one hand on her flat stomach.

As soon as she finished the sentence, the girls heard a squishy sound coming from the corner of the room and saw the animal moving toward them. Immediately, Veronica jumped over the bed and held Danny. Elizabeth didn’t move.

“Don’t move,” Elizabeth shouted, “let’s see what it does first”.

When the animal was less than three feet away from the bed, it moved one tentacle closer to Veronica. The teen remained immobile until the extremity touched one of her breasts, smearing it with transparent slime. Veronica, still holding on to Danny, looked at Elizabeth nervously unable to decide what to do.

“Don’t move. If you walk away it might hurt you,” Elizabeth whispered.

The tentacle moved to the center of Veronica’s chest and then slid further down, leaving a trial of slime through her stomach and scarce pubic hair. The brunette got goose bumps with the feeling of fear combined with excitement. Veronica had her legs close together, denying access to her pussy but the member started to press forward, trying to split them apart. The feeling of the slimy thing touching her skin, reminded the teen of her previous orgasms and she got unwillingly excited. Her nipples began to swell and her breathing turned heavier.

Inch by inch, the pretty young woman allowed the tentacle to spread her legs and caress her clitoris. Finally, her vaginal lips yielded and the tentacle penetrated deep in her velvet pussy. Veronica gasped throwing her head back. Danny felt her friend loose grip and fall back in the middle of the bed. The member began to stroke in and out, slowly at first, increasing the speed and strength every time until Veronica was out of control, moaning and begging for more.

Both Elizabeth and Danny felt a tingling building in her clitoris, secretly envying the brunette, who was reaching the higher planes of ecstasy. Suddenly, another tentacle appeared from the other side of the bed, grabbed Danny by her arm and dragged across the mattress, closer to the creature. The tentacle released her arm and Danny sat on the edge of the bed, facing the animal. Another big tentacle moved between her legs just barely touching her pussy. Danny turned her head back and looked at Elizabeth, who just smiled and nodded. Danny looked at the phallus, which was drooling over her thighs, and opened her legs. The beast didn’t need further invitation and crept into the teen’s cavity slowly but steady until it reached bottom and as the head advance, the girl closed her eyes and fell back on the bed, ready to receive anything the animal had to give.

Elizabeth was just observing, sitting on the bed that rocked with the teens’ contortions. Veronica and Danny couldn’t stop moaning and screaming as they were ravished by the large tentacles. The blonde was burning inside, wishing again to be fucked. She decided to do something she always wanted to do but would have been unthinkable in other circumstances. She approached Veronica, grabbed her head with both hands and leaned over to kiss her friend on the mouth.

Veronica could not think clearly because of the intensity of sensations provided by the animal’s meat between her legs, but she was conscious enough to respond to her friend’s attention, sticking her tongue out into Elizabeth’s mouth. The blonde jumped on top of Veronica, resting her large belly over the brunette’s body. Elizabeth could feel the tentacle penetrating her friend as it moved within her body and this excited her even more. She continued kissing her friend and soon she had another idea. She crawled over Veronica’s body, sitting on her face. Immediately, Veronica held Elizabeth’s thighs and jammed her face to her pussy. The blonde was going crazy as she felt the warm tongue moving around through her pussy lips. Each penetration of the beast pushed Veronica’s body forward, smashing her face against Elizabeth’s pussy, and the blonde only wished for the tentacle to come out of Veronica’s mouth and into her tight hole.

The three girls reached orgasms almost at the same time. Elizabeth legs shock to the rhythm of the spasm traveling through her body until she felt weak and fell backwards over Veronica’s abdomen, which was also twitching with uncontrollable contractions. Elizabeth was lying face up, with the back of her head resting over Veronica’s crotch. She could feel the tentacle retrieving from her friend with a squishy sound. The appendage came out completely from Veronica’s vagina and waved around, spilling some white fluid over Elizabeth’s face. She swept it with her fingers and licked them clean. Then, she tried to grab the tentacle and lick it up, but it slip away and moved down to penetrate Veronica again, but in a different hole.

The brunette scream as the bulk of meat sneaked through her anus. She instinctively tried to arch her back but the weigh of Elizabeth on top of her kept her flat on the bed. All she was able to do was to spread her legs even wider and clench the sheets with her hands. Elizabeth, who had seen this before, put her ear close to Veronica’s pelvis and heard the tentacle spurting large amounts of fluid inside Veronica’s body. Elizabeth got off Veronica, allowing the brunette’s belly to engorge freely as the creature pumped her full.

Danny was on her back too, with her feet hanging from the bed. Looking at her face expression and the size of her belly, Elizabeth knew she was going through the exact same situation as Veronica. A while later, both teenagers climaxed once more, and fell sleep in exhaustion. Elizabeth was also tired from carrying the monster’s baby inside her and she lied on the bed between her friends to rest for a while.

* * *

An hour later, the sun was high in the sky and filtered through the curtains, waking Danny and Veronica. Elizabeth had accommodated some pillows on her back and opened her eyes as she felt her friends moving.

“What happened?” Danny asked, “Oh, I remember now,” she answered herself as she felt the fluid churning inside her and looked at Elizabeth’s huge belly.

“Wow, you look nine months pregnant,” Veronica said to Elizabeth.

“Yes, I can barely move,” Elizabeth responded. Her belly was so distended that it seemed about to explode. “If this creature doesn’t come out soon, I’m afraid I will burst”.

At that moment, the animal moved inside Elizabeth and she felt pain for the first time since the first encounter with the large monster.

“That’s enough!” Veronica said, visibly upset “we have to get it out!”

“But how?” Danny asked.

“I have an idea” Veronica responded, “we both have our bellies filled with food -or whatever- for the baby animal, so lets tempt it to come out for it.”

“Ok, I guess it could work… Are you ready to do this Elizabeth?” Danny asked.

“I’m ready… Who goes first?” Elizabeth answered as she spread her legs.

Veronica jumped in front of Elizabeth and sat there for a moment with her legs wide apart, but nothing happened. Veronica pushed herself closer until both vaginas touched. The girls looked at each other, now completely aware of what they were doing and blushed, but the warm and tender sensation on their pussies tapping together quickly erased the embarrassment, replacing it with increasing lust. Veronica started to rotate her hips, rubbing her pussy lips against Elizabeth’s but still nothing happened. Elizabeth closed her eyes and she began to moan softly. Veronica also began to breath heavily and moved her pelvis faster, as she started to lose control. Danny, realizing that the plan was not working, urged Veronica to pull apart.

“This is not working. We should try something else,” Danny said.

Veronica, visibly excited and willing to go on, pulled away reluctantly and both girls took some minutes to calm down.

“I have another idea,” Danny said, “let me try something.”

Danny got off the bed and walked toward the big creature. She observed the tentacles that spread around the walls and over the floor. The teen selected one of medium size and grabbed it.

“Be careful Danny. What are you going to do with that?” Veronica asked.

“You will see,” Danny answered as she knelt on the floor a few feet from the beast.

She grabbed the slimy tentacle with both hands and pulled it behind her. Then, she slowly began to press it against her anus. The lubricated head of the phallus entered easily as Danny puffed noisily. Then, as her nipples swelled and her clitoris erected, she pushed the rod deeper inside of her, one inch at a time. She began to rotate her hips as the excitement rose through her body. The creature soon reacted and took control of the situation, pushing in deeper until the phallus was ten inches inside the slim Latin girl, who was now panting and screaming her brains out.

Danny, with her hands now resting on her thighs, looked with half close eyes at her friends, who were still wondering about her plan. The creature soon realized that the girl was already full with fluid and ceased pushing. Danny just sat there for a moment, enjoying the penetration but then, coming back to her senses, she grabbed the tentacle and carefully pulled it out of her. When the phallus came out completely and the bulbous head became visibly, Danny looked with pride that it was covered with the same white fluid that filled her belly.

The teen stood up and walked toward Elizabeth with the tentacle still in her hands and sat beside her. Elizabeth immediately knew what her friend wanted to do and spread her legs wide. Danny put the tentacle between the blonde’s legs and rubbed her pussy with it. Then she pushed it forward and the bulbous head penetrated a few inches in Elizabeth’s moist cavity, who moaned in response. Danny moved the tentacle around like a giant dildo and retired it completely from the blonde’s vagina. Then put it inside again and repeated the operation. In the sixth or seventh extraction, one little tubular tentacle came out wedged to the big tentacle’s head, sucking the fluid around it.

“It worked!” Danny screamed.

Veronica moved fast and grabbed the little tentacle with one hand and started pulling it out. Another little tentacle came out of Elizabeth’s vagina and wrapped around Veronica’s wrist trying to pull it in. Veronica sat in front of Elizabeth, pulling the tubular tentacle close to her anus. The extremity immediately snaked inside the tight hole, shoving into the brunette’s rectum. The other tentacle released Veronica’s wrist and wrapped around her thigh. A few minutes later, the little animal was churning inside Elizabeth’s abdomen and several tentacles began to come out from her vagina.

With all this activity inside her womb and pussy, the blonde was close to reach another orgasm. At the precise moment that Elizabeth exploded wildly in ecstasy, bouncing on the bed, the enlarge baby creature was leaving her body and wrapping its tentacles around Veronica’s waist and legs, determined to absorb the precious fluid from the girl.

Danny observed everything closely, prepared to block access to the creature to any of her friend’s cavities or her own. Veronica was screaming in pleasure as her little lover drained her empty. When there was no more substance to suck out from her, the animal inserted one tentacle into the girl’s vagina, trying to use her as a host. Danny quickly stopped it, pulling it out and blocking with her hand the entrance to the warm slit.

The baby animal, frustrated because it couldn’t access the safe and humid shelter inside the girl’s body, expelled a gush of vapor in the air that dissolved slowly, not before Danny inhale a little of it and felt her arms go weak. In a last attempt to protect her friends and remembering that she still was full with fluid, she grabbed the tubular tentacle that just pulled out of Veronica’s anus and placed it close to hers. The little beast smelled the food and immediately entered Danny’s rectum, dragging the rest of its body closer to the curvy girl and away from Veronica.

Danny, undermined by the gas and overwhelmed by the intense pleasure growing inside of her, fell forward over the animal pinning it to the bed. Elizabeth and Veronica were barely conscious and the growing animal was sucking its food eagerly out of the teen, draining Danny faster than before. The beautiful teen was well aware the she was running empty and she could feel the animal growing beneath her. Finally, she had no more food to give and the creature pulled the tubular tentacle out of her ass. Then, it began to drag itself under Danny getting closer to her vagina. Danny knew she wasn’t strong enough and there was nothing she could do to prevent the beast to invade her womb one more time. Most certainty it was going to hurt her badly because of its enlarged size.

The creature inserted one tentacle in Danny’s pussy and moved it around the tight space, then it pushed hard and penetrated her cervix, driving the feeble girl almost insane with pleasure. Danny felt another tentacle penetrating and stretching her wider. This brought her back from her bliss as the girl worried that her tiny body could not resist the invasion of the baby monster. The tentacles moved around the cavity for a while, touching, pushing and revolving inside until they suddenly stopped and slowly pulled out.

‘It’s not getting inside me!’ Danny though, ‘Thank god…’

Apparently, the creature had discovered that the available space inside the little girl was not big enough and she could get damaged, which was not convenient given the fact that a female body providing food was more important than providing shelter.

Danny regained her strength gradually and rose from the bed, still confused about why the creature had not moved inside of her. As she looked down and saw the baby creature below her, she noticed that it was at least two thirds bigger the size it was born, and it was virtually impossibly to fit it inside her womb or any womb at all. Danny called her friends, who were recuperating from their previous physical exertions and they got up feeling lightheaded. They looked at each other and smiled with surprise and satisfaction. This was the first time the three of them had their normal slim figures since the first attack the night before.

* * *

“Look!” Danny said, pointing at the door.

The tentacles had moved and they were not blocking the door anymore; the way out was free. Veronica walked slowly toward the hall, keeping and eye on the big monster. She opened the door and stepped out. Her friends followed right behind her and once they all were free, they ran down the stairs and outside of the house.

“Lets get the car!” Veronica yelled leading the way.

“Oh, damned! The keys are in my room!” Elizabeth said loudly.

“Can you start it without the keys?” Danny asked.

“Are you crazy? That only happens in the movies.” Elizabeth replied.

“Lets walk until we find someone,” Veronica said.

“But we are naked! And it’s going to get dark pretty soon… it could be dangerous,” Danny said.

“Danny is right. Someone has to go upstairs for the keys and some clothes,” Elizabeth added.

“I am not going upstairs again,” Veronica said.

“Let’s go back inside. Its very cold out here.” Danny told her friends.

The three teenagers entered the house and went into the living room. Elizabeth lit the fireplace and sat between her friends on the couch. The warmth that soon filled the room relaxed the girls, who comfort each other and talked about the creatures upstairs, wondering where they came from. None of the girls have seen or heard about an animal that looked like that; less an animal that mate and reproduce with human females.

The three pretty teens were also thinking about the tremendous and unbelievable orgasms they experimented but they didn’t feel comfortable taking about that. The night came and the tiredness beat them. They all fell sleep together on the couch under the dim light of the fire.

* * *

A few hours later, Danny felt tickles on her neck and woke up. It was Elizabeth’s hair. The blonde was leaning on her, mumbling something in her sleep and was breathing faster than normal. Danny looked around and everything was quiet. The fire had extinguished and the only light in the house was coming from the room upstairs, which light was left turned on when the girls ran out early that afternoon. One of Elizabeth’s hands was on Danny’s pelvis and when she moved it slightly, Danny felt a heat wave through her spine, realizing how horny and wet she was. She wished for someone to fuck her brains out as well as the creature had done earlier. She stood up, careful not to wake her friends, and walked toward the kitchen for a glass of water. As she passed by the stairs, she stooped and looked up at the room, trying to listen for any noise coming from it, but it was completely silent.

Maybe the creatures are gone… she thought.

Feeling courageous, she decided to go up and take a look just to make sure.

She reached the door and looked hesitantly inside the room. There was nothing on the bed. Then she took a step forward and looked at the corner. Both creatures were still there. The little animal was cuddling beside the big one, which detected the presence of the girl and lifted a large tentacle from the floor, waving it a few inches from Danny’s face. The teen took a step back and froze, staring at the phallus. The tentacle descended slowly in front of her, snaking in the air and stopped close to her pussy. The member was dripping slime to the floor and a few drops of white fluid were sliding from the tip down the length of the limb. The teen was hypnotized, staring at the waving tentacle, inviting her to jump on top and experience the ride of her life one more time.

Danny heard a noise coming from downstairs and turned her head looking at the living room but there was no movement. Everything was still quiet. She looked back at the tentacle. Her heart was beating fast and her pussy was so mushy, she could even feel the cool breeze around her cunt lips. Then, without thinking twice, she walked inside the room toward the creatures.

* * *

Elizabeth heard a noise in the distance and woke up startled. She noticed Danny was not there and Veronica was still sleep. Elizabeth heard the noise again and realized it came from the room upstairs. She got off the sofa and walked closer to the stairs, listening carefully until she heard a soft moan and immediately thought of Danny. She ran up the stairs and looked inside the room. What she saw left her breathless.

Danny was kneeling on the floor with her arms just hanging frail, a huge fat tentacle was impaling her ass while another tentacle was pumping in and out of her pussy so hard, that it almost lifted the girl from the floor with every penetration. Loud squishy sounds filled the room. The smaller creature had introduced one long tubular tentacle into Danny’s mouth. Instead of reject it, the teen was licking it with her tongue. Two other translucent tubes were fastened tightly to the girl’s breasts, squeezing them and sucking her nipples, which were leaking the white liquid that flowed through the tentacles into the smaller animal. Danny was staring straight ahead moaning with undeniable pleasure, but her eyes turned white from time to time as she fought to keep consciousness.

Elizabeth entered the room and walked close to her friend, who remained immutable and overwhelmed by the amount of sensations that cluttered her brain, not caring about anything else around her. Elizabeth observed the scene for a moment and couldn’t avoid feeling envy of her tanned friend, wishing it was her being ravished. Her pussy was getting soaked.

One of the big tentacles approached Elizabeth from behind and caressed her inner thighs, just above her knees. The blonde jerked and looked down as the phallus slid up, leaving a trail of sticky slime on her skin. As the tentacle got closer to her vagina, Elizabeth looked at it scared but didn’t move. She knew that she should run out of there, but in the back of her mind she wanted the beast to fuck again, to fuck her like it was fucking Danny. The head of the phallus reached her pussy and Elizabeth gasped. Then it pushed up and the blonde parted her legs, just enough to allow the incoming intruder to glide inside. As the rod entered the first three inches, the blonde felt a rush of heat traveling through her spine that almost made her faint. Soon after, ten inches of lubricated hard meat got lost inside Elizabeth’s humid cavity and, as it started to pump in and out, the blonde’s knees bent slowly until she knelt on the floor, just like Danny.

By then, the Latin girl had her eyes completely rolled back. She was completely limp and she was able to stay in an upright position only by the support of the two phalluses that impaled her body as far as humanly possible.
A few seconds after kneeling on the floor, Elizabeth felt something pressing on her anus and she knew that in a short time, she was going to feel exactly like Danny. She spread her knees wider as the tentacle penetrated her asshole. It went farther than she could believe, pushing her guts outward as it snaked its way deeper. Elizabeth had her eyes wide open and her arms to the sides, clenching her fists and she was screaming so loud that she woke Veronica downstairs.

The brunette jumped out of the sofa scared, trying to understand what was going on. She found herself alone in the dark, hearing the moaning and squishing noises coming from the room upstairs. She listened carefully and recognizing Elizabeth screams, she ran to help her friends. She tried to figure out what had happened. She imagined the monsters dragging her friends from the living room to the room and ravishing them against their will. Veronica entered the room at the moment that Elizabeth was grabbing her breasts and two little tentacles were sucking her pink nipples, draining them.

“Elizabeth! What’s going on?” Veronica screamed.

Elizabeth turned her head and looked back at her friend with glazed eyes, expressing pure ecstasy. Veronica looked at Danny, who was in a deep trance, completely dominated by the creatures.

A continuous flow of white goo was leaking from the packed space between the tentacle and Danny’s sphincter. The fluid was sliding down her legs to the floor, where it was already forming a small puddle. Veronica ran close to her friends and grabbed the tentacle buried in Danny’s ass trying to pull it out. She had moved it out only one inch when she felt a burst of gas surrounding her head. Her strength fade away and she fell forward to the floor between Danny’s legs. Her face splashed over the pool of white fluid accumulated there.

Veronica knew exactly what was going to happen next so she relaxed her body, feeling a warm wave traveling through her form as she was penetrated from behind. The tentacle entered her pussy for a brief moment, but it was enough to turn on the heat in the teen’s brain. It pumped Veronica with intensity for a few minutes, before withdrawing completely from her tiny body, leaving a sensation of emptiness and the urged to receive more.

Veronica recovered her strength fast and as soon as she was able to move her arms, she sat on the floor behind Danny. Her face was plastered with the gooey substance that covered the floor in front of her and some of it was smeared on her lips. She remembered the delightful taste of the creature’s fluids and stuck her tongue out to lick some of it. The delicious flavor soon filled her mouth and raised her excitement even more. She swept her face with her fingers and licked them clean. When there was no more to clean, she looked at the puddle that was expanding below Danny and leaned forward. She scoped and swallowed as much as she could of the substance. When she finished it all, she moved below Elizabeth and did the same. After a while, she felt so full that her belly couldn’t contain more but she was too excite to reason and continued to swallow the goo as it slid down from her friends’ anuses.

Veronica felt something touching her head. She stopped licking the floor and looked up to see a tubular tentacle dangling on front of her face. She understood the message and opened her mouth letting the tube enter her, non-stop, until it reached her stomach and began to pump out the food. It pumped hard and fast, and soon enough the teen felt almost empty again. This made her happy because this way, she could continue eating the tasty fluid. However, the animal had another idea. Veronica felt a huge tentacle penetrating her ass again and this made her even happier. She welcomed it eagerly splitting her legs wide. The rod impaled her deeply and started to stroke her hard and fast. It didn’t take long until she felt a hot flood filling her body. And as it was pumped in from one end, it was sucked out from the other. Although the smaller tentacle was not able to keep up with the big one and soon the exceeding fluid was leaking from the corner of Veronica’s lips, nose and ass. The teen was in trance, oblivious to anything else but the endless orgasm the ripple her body. The orgy continued all night until dawn.

* * *

The girls woke up the next morning almost at the same time. Veronica had Elizabeth’s leg over her torso and Elizabeth’s head was over Danny’s abdomen. The three teens were lying in a pool of white thick gooey fluid and their bodies were smeared with it from head to toe. The first one to open her eyes was Veronica and the first thing she did was to sink her tongue in the white pool and lick some of it, savoring it, as the delicious flavor spread around her mouth causing goose bumps on her flesh.

Veronica moved Elizabeth’s leg apart and got closer to her friend’s face to wake her up. The first thing that Elizabeth saw, as she opened her eyes, was Veronica’s beautiful blue eyes just inches from hers. They looked at each other for a second and then, Elizabeth grabbed Veronica’s neck a lift her head to kiss her on the lips. Veronica kissed back, letting some of the white fluid spill inside her friend’s mouth, which was received and swallowed with a sexy moan of pleasure. They kept kissing passionately until Danny woke up.

“What are you doing?” She asked surprised.

“Come on, don’t tell me that this freaks you out after all we have been through” Veronica answered.

“Well, not really” Danny said with a smile.

Veronica sank her face in the gooey pond again and sucked a load of fluid into her mouth. She crawled closer to Danny and pushed her softly until she was lying on her back.

“Open your mouth honey, you are going to like this,” Elizabeth said.

Danny doubted for a moment but she did what she was told. Veronica put her lips over Danny’s and poured the white juice slowly in her friend’s mouth. Danny gagged for a second and closed her mouth swallowing the fluid. Then she grabbed Veronica’s face with both hands and opened her mouth wide. Veronica let the stream of the warm semen filled Danny’s mouth overflowing it and spilling down her cheeks. Then Veronica kissed Danny and their tongues dance with true passion. The three teenagers kissed each other for a while not realizing that something was different in the room. Suddenly Elizabeth said,

“They are gone!”

“What?” Veronica asked.

“The creatures are gone!” Elizabeth confirmed.

The girls stood up and looked around the room. It was true. The creatures were not there anymore. The teens ran naked out to the terrace and distinguished two trails of mud and flattened grass from the cabin to the lake. The girls felt relief and disappointed at the same time. They seemed to have become fond with the big tentacles of the beast and their baby.

The rest of the week passed with anything out of the ordinary. The new bond of the girls grew stronger and they expended the remaining days walking naked around the house. They took every opportunity to kiss and played with each other.

Just before driving back home, the three girls walk to the lake and watched for a while.

“We have to come back next summer,” Elizabeth said.

“Is that a promise?” Danny asked.

“It’s a promise!” They all said at the same time.

As they drove away, several glass containers full with a white substance were visible, piled up on the back seat with a label that read: “For baby nursing only”.

The end

Note from the author: There is a 3D graphic version of this story.

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Week 5: Fists and Showoffs

This is the fifth in a series of true stories involving myself and a friend of mine from college. Basically this friend and I decided to relieve our sexual needs with each other while we were both single. While I recommend reading the other stories prior to reading this (as they contain descriptions of my friend and I and may be referenced here), it is not necessary. Again, I will note that this is strictly a lesbian sex story, so anyone wanting to read about cocks, dicks, or even plain old penises should look elsewhere.

Quick warning: As with the last story this has an “icky” part. Not my cup of tea, and it is just coincidence that it happened in two straight weeks. I include it because it is what actually happened, but it’s really not important to the story and I do give a warning before it comes up, so feel free to skip it if you like.

Following our long weekend together, Jess and I got back to our traditional one-night hook-ups. We didn’t really make any plans during the week, just for Jess to come over around 7:00. Sure enough, shortly after 7:00 I heard a knock on my door. I checked through the peephole and sure enough could see only Jess. As I opened the door I heard Jess begin to say, “Hey-”

She didn’t get any farther than that.

I held the door open, leaning into it – completely naked. I figured my clothes were going to be off in seconds anyhow, so I just hadn’t bothered putting any on. Jess obviously had seen me naked before (and in far more embarrassing positions naked!), but when she saw me, she immediately stopped talking and stared at my body. She very obviously looked up and down my body, eventually her head was just angled down with her eyes going back and forth between my boobs and my pussy. The whole time she stared, her mouth was left open, having never closed it after stopping talking.

This extended pause lasted several seconds. I was enjoying Jess ogling my body, even uncharacteristically blushing from her obvious attention, and I didn’t want to end it. So it was Jess who finally moved.

Without warning, Jess dropped to her knees in front of me and dove tongue first into my pussy. My body jerked back, not because I didn’t want her there, but because I hadn’t expected it. Jess, not surprisingly, didn’t miss a step and kept her head pushing toward my cunt. It ended up so that I had my hips pushed back with my upper body leaning forward over Jess’s body, who had her head reaching for my cunt. She couldn’t quite reach it, but I could feel her tongue running up and down the thin line of hair above my slit. I actually found this very erotic, so I didn’t move immediately. Usually people, including Jess in the past, run their tongue around the line of hair, not through it, so there was something erotic about feeling a tongue where I wasn’t used to feeling it!

It didn’t last for long though.

The sound of the door across the hall starting to open jerked me back to my senses. I quickly grabbed Jess’s arm yanking her into my apartment and slammed the door. As soon as I closed the door, I closed my eyes, leaned against the door, and let out a deep sigh of relief. I wondered if I had gotten caught, though I didn’t think so, but if I did, who caught me? It could’ve been the boy who had caught Jess kissing me goodbye while I was naked the week before, or it could’ve been one of his two sisters, or (worst case scenario) his mother. I also wondered if they had seen us through the peephole before the door opened.

All these thoughts ran through my mind in the course of about five seconds, maybe less, and I didn’t have any more time to think about it.

I felt myself pulled forward, and opened my eyes to see Jess tugging hard on my arm from a sitting position on the floor. I guess I had pulled her into my apartment so hard she fell onto the floor and just didn’t get up. Her first tug had jerked me from my thoughts about the neighbor across the hall and pulled me forward a couple steps. The second tug was much harder, and sent me falling down into her on the floor. Jess quickly laid back and rolled us over so that I was on my back, naked on the carpet. Without a word, Jess slid down my body and lifted my legs up, pushing them towards my head. I quickly complied, spreading my legs over my head, holding my feet with my hands.

Jess wasted no time, latching onto my cunt with her mouth as soon as I had my legs open enough for her to do so. She started with some light sucking on my clit, which got me hot and wet very quickly. In all my experiences with Jess, she has never started on my clit when eating me out, so it was obvious she wanted to get me off quick. Or so I thought. It didn’t take too long, maybe only a minute or two, before my body was starting to stiffen and push up into her. When this happened, Jess immediately dropped lower and stuck her tongue in me as far as she could, while carefully avoiding any physical contact with my clit. For a short while, my body lightened up, but then grew hotter again. Jess must’ve noticed this, and dropped from my cunt to my asshole (which was totally exposed in the position I was in). She licked all around my hole until I could feel my ass was wet with her saliva, then she started pushing her tongue into it. The second I felt the tip of her tongue push past my ring, I let out a moan. I don’t know if Jess changed her actions because of my moan, or if she only planned to briefly put her tongue in my ass, but she quickly pulled out after my moan.

Although I was disappointed at feeling her pull her tongue out and feeling no part of her on me for a few seconds, that changed quickly. I felt two wet fingers simultaneously enter me – one in my pussy and one in my ass. While I enjoyed feeling contact again, it wasn’t nearly enough! As I’m guessing all you girls out there know (and you guys can ask any of these girls about it), one finger is essentially nothing more than a tease (especially with Jess’s small fingers). Maybe for some people one finger in the ass is okay, but definitely not in a cunt. So Jess finger fucked my cunt and ass, keeping me horny, but not nearly doing enough to get me off. I was, however, getting very wet as I continued to stay horny and anticipated eventually getting off.

After a couple minutes or so of one finger, Jess pulled her fingers out. There was another brief pause with no stimulation, followed by the feeling of two fingers entering both my cunt and ass. Now we were getting somewhere! Jess was much more active with these fingers, swirling them in circles in both orifices or sliding back and forth inside rather than just straight finger fucking me, like she had done when she had just one finger in each hole. I was finally building up higher as Jess slowly increased her tempo. A little bit into it, I felt Jess’s tongue begin lightly sliding up and down my clit. Jess’s pace continued to speed up as my breathing became raspy.

Just short of hitting my orgasm, Jess stopped again, pulling her fingers out of me and her tongue off my clit. I was about to ask what the fuck she was doing when she got back into it. And boy did she get back into it! I felt three fingers push into both my cunt and ass now. The three fingers slipped easily into my cunt, though they took a little more time to get into my ass (not that I was worried, I’ve had much thicker objects than three fingers up my ass before!). The way she positioned herself, Jess had both her hands facing up. Once she had both sets of fingers in, Jess pushed the fingers in my cunt up against my stomach, which as Jess knows well is my most sensitive area. The three in my ass she pushed up and rubbed the knuckles of her fingers in my cunt through the thin membrane that separated the two.

I immediately closed my eyes and moaned, knowing I was seconds from orgasm. Then Jess hit me with even more! She lowered her mouth to my clit and nibbled lightly on it while her fingers were rubbing my most sensitive areas. I immediately screamed out, trying to catch myself and not be too loud. As I did that, I slammed my hands into the ground, trying to grip the carpet, and wrapped my legs around Jess’s back, pulling her deeper into my cunt.

And I was off!

At first my body just stiffened as a wave of pleasure washed through me, my hips pushing up into Jess while my legs pulled her down into me. The whole time Jess kept up her fingers rubbing inside of me and her nibbling on my clit. I don’t know how long I was like that, it felt like ages, though I’m sure it was only a minute, maybe less. As Jess kept up her motions though, my body began to quiver. I was still in the same position, with my hips lifted up a bit, my legs wrapped around Jess, and my arms gripping the carpet, but I was just lightly quivering in that position. The quivering turned into full on shaking while Jess continued. I think she was even picking up speed. I literally could not loosen up my body with Jess continuing to get me off.

Eventually, I was actually starting to hurt. Don’t get me wrong, the feeling of the orgasm was incredible and my cunt, ass, and mind were lost in pleasure! However, the rest of my body felt like it was cramping and in serious pain. I finally had to start shouting, “Stop! Stop! Stop!” I probably had to yell it about ten times before Jess finally pulled her head back. She told me later that my face actually looked like it was in pain when she looked up, so she quickly pulled out of me and backed up a bit.

My body fell to the floor, my eyes still closed. I just laid there in recovery for a while.

I don’t know how long it was before I finally opened my eyes, but when I did, I saw Jess standing right next to me. I was still thoroughly exhausted and was not yet willing to move, so I just turned my head to look at her and simply smiled. Jess didn’t say anything, and smiled back at me.

However, mere seconds after she smiled, she began swaying her hips. Obviously my eyes were quickly drawn to her sexily moving hips. Jess was clearly putting on a show, as the next thing I saw was her hands unbuttoning her jeans while she continued to dance. Then she slowly peeled her jeans down her legs while still swaying her hips to some unheard music (I noticed at this point that she must have taken her socks and shoes off while my eyes had been closed, as she didn’t have them on now). As Jess finished peeling her pants off, she did a little dance for me in her white panties and tight white t-shirt. I quickly learned as she turned around that the panties were actually a thong. A few times during her dancing, Jess actually bent over and spread her cheeks for me, showing me the spaghetti string that could not hide her asshole. Soon her shirt was off too, followed by her bra (which was a plain white one that matched her thong), and finally by that thong.

Jess danced naked for me for a couple minutes before finally sitting on the back of the couch, turning and leaning back so she was lying across the back of the couch with and an arm and a leg hanging on either side.

I should take a moment to explain my couch here, as this is important. It’s kind of an old-style couch, so the back didn’t have a rounded top, but a flat top maybe ten inches wide at best, which allowed Jess to lie on it. Also, the couch is placed about a foot and a half from the wall of the apartment that has a window in it. Of course, that window’s curtains were closed right now.

While looking at Jess on the back of the couch, Jess looked over at me – still on the floor – gave me a seductive look, reached an armed out towards me, and pulled her fingers in a few times, summoning me over to her.

Who was I to refuse such an invitation? While I was still sore, I had recovered enough to start moving. So I got up and headed over to the couch. The way Jess was laying, her head was right at the end of the couch, making her hips close to the middle, though definitely closer to the end with her feet. So I went over and kneeled on the other end of the couch and leaned my head over and into her pussy.

Jess was very wet already! Not as wet as I was, I mean, I could still feel juices dripping down my legs, but given what I had just been through, I would hope I would’ve been the wetter one. I started teasing her, kissing the insides of her thighs very slowly as well as the area surrounding her slit, but not hitting her slit or even her pussy lips. Not long after I started, Jess brought her hands to her chest and I watched from between her legs as she abused her nipples. And I do mean abuse! She was squeezing them very hard, stretching them out as far as they would go. It was quite the sight to see.

When I decided it was time to stop teasing, I worked my way below Jess’s cunt to her ass. She lifted her hips slightly to give me better access. Remembering Jess getting really turned on from anal stimulation the week before, I tried to do everything I could before moving to her cunt. I started licking her ring, then pushed my tongue inside a little bit. This caused Jess’s moans to get more intense. At one point I tried to lock my lips around her asshole to try and suck her ass, but I couldn’t get in the right position to do it, so I went back to licking and tongue-fucking her ass. Eventually, I started to lick my way up towards her cunt and pushed two fingers in her ass.

As I got to her cunt, I noticed that she was very wet, even more than usual. I decided to take advantage of this. With my hand not in her ass, I started thumbing her clit try to get her even wetter. I pulled my other hand out of her ass and brought my head up. I licked my whole hand until it was soaking wet, while still thumbing Jess’s clit. Then, when I thought it was wet enough, I lowered my hand to her cunt and pushed in as fast as I dared (Jess is not the tightest girl ever, but it still takes some time to push a whole hand inside her).

Jess caught onto what I was doing as she felt the pressure of my knuckles trying to get into her, and she suddenly inhaled deeply. Jess was quiet for a bit after that, and then she scared the shit out of me! With no warning, she suddenly lifted her head up towards me exhaling heavily. I jumped, but as I did, I still had pressure against her cunt, which suddenly loosened and my entire hand popped into her up to the wrist! As soon as it did, Jess laid back again, breathing damn hard, as I began wiggling my fingers inside of her.

For the next several minutes, Jess was constantly moaning or screaming, generally switching back and forth between, “Yes!” “Fuck!” and “Lisa!” and any combination thereof. When I felt her starting to tighten on my hand, I leaned down and began flicking her clit back and forth as hard as I could with my tongue. The reaction was immediate as Jess clamped my hand in her cunt and at the same time lifted her hips up into my face while bringing her hands down to hold my head in her cunt.

I continued licking Jess’s clit for awhile as she got off but when I started feeling her juices flow around my wrist, I couldn’t help myself and moved down to lap them up. Slowly, Jess lowered her hips as I kept lapping up her juices. When her body seemed to have calmed down, I pulled lightly with my hand inside her. Jess caught on and I could feel her pushing out with her cunt. I left my hand in for a few seconds while she was pushing, getting ready. Then, in one quick motion, I quickly jerked my hand out and brought my head down over her cunt where it had come from. I was rewarded with a small flood of juices (as well as a very satisfying wet popping sound as my hand came out).

The second I latched onto her cunt with my mouth, Jess gasped in surprise. I guess she thought I was done. When I finished sucking her juices and moved my mouth back up to her clit, Jess suddenly demanded, “Get your sweet pussy over here, babe!”

Eager to oblige, I spun my body around, spreading my legs over Jess’s face. This whole movement was done without pulling my mouth off her cunt. I ended up with my legs spread on either side of her face, with the shin of one leg pressed against the arm of the couch, the other leg just hanging loosely behind it. This meant that most of my weight was pushing my pussy into Jess’s face.

I kept licking and sucking Jess’s pussy as she maneuvered herself between my legs so that she could get access. She started by turning her head to each side and slowly kissing the insides of my thighs. As she did this, I lightly ran my teeth over her clit. Jess’s body responded immediately, her thighs coming up to squeeze my head between them.

Then, without warning, I felt two fingers enter me and press against the front of my cunt, again my most sensitive area. I was even more sensitive than earlier due to the intensity of the orgasm Jess had put me through mere minutes earlier, so when she hit that area, pleasure shot through me as if a train had just ran into me. My body jerked upright, pulling my head from between Jess’s thighs and throwing my head back, eyes closed from the moment she entered me. My back arched, my chest stuck out, and my pussy was smothering Jess with all my weight on it as I hit a quick but violent orgasm.

My body was frozen there for several seconds. I didn’t move until I felt Jess’s hands slapping my thighs on either side of her. I didn’t catch on immediately that Jess couldn’t breathe underneath me. Rather, what I caught onto when I opened my eyes was the fact that the curtain that was less than two feet away from us was almost completely pulled open, exposing both me and Jess to any casual viewers – of which there was but one. There was an old black man that lived in the building across the way. I presumed he was retired, as he spent nearly every day (and many evenings as the case was) sitting in a lawn chair outside his apartment. Reliably as ever, he was out right then and staring at me naked and straddling Jess head. I immediately jumped off the couch (or falling as the case may be) and pulled the curtains shut. As I got off, I heard Jess take in a huge breath now that she had access to air.

“I can’t believe you did that!” I yelled at Jess angrily.

I should explain my curtains for a moment. I leave the living room curtain closed almost all the time. If it’s a bright day out, I may open it for a few hours after work before it gets dark, but generally, I keep it closed. And I make sure all my curtains are closed every time Jess comes over. And I know without a doubt that that curtain was closed when we moved over there. Now, the way the curtains are set up at my apartment complex, if you pull one side open, it automatically pulls the other side to the same point. I immediately assumed Jess had pulled the one side open for whatever reason, probably doing it while my head was locked between her thighs so I wouldn’t be able to hear it.

After catching her breath, a series of denials and accusations immediately shot forth from Jess. She denied that she did. I claimed that I know that I didn’t do it and it opened somehow. She said maybe she hit it accidentally, or maybe I did when I twisted over into a 69. I replied that if I had hit it I’m pretty sure I would’ve felt it, she said that both of us wouldn’t have noticed the feeling of a curtain when we were too far gone into other feelings.

I don’t buy that, and to this day I’m pretty sure Jess opened the window purposefully, but I just let it drop at this point. I was still standing during this argument, but Jess had laid back on the couch (on the cushions this time, not the back). After muttering, “Whatever,” I walked over to the couch, took a seat between Jess’s legs and laid back, resting the back of my head against her tits. We both just laid there and enjoyed each other’s presence.

I finally, and abruptly, broke the silence, asking, “How am I supposed to come and go from my apartment with that guy there? I mean, he’s always there, and I can’t imagine walking by him after what he just saw!”

I was actually genuinely concerned about this, but Jess just laughed in response, answering, “Well, I think he’ll be too busy staring at these,” grabbing my tits, “to actually say or do anything! So I just wouldn’t worry about it.”

Not the response I was looking for, so I kiddingly elbowed Jess’s side beneath me. This did break any leftover tension though. We continued to talk about other things as we cuddled naked. For awhile, Jess was running her fingers through my hair as I gently rubbed her thighs and calves.

I want to take this moment to point out that, while I know our relationship is not really romantic, it’s mainly just sexual, there seemed to be a budding romantic element. We would cuddle and talk like lovers, and our behavior certainly seemed to indicate a level of love for each other. But it was not a real romantic relationship. I mean, we rarely talked outside of our Saturday nights, and when we did it was just to plan for said nights. We were both planning on eventually getting with a guy if the right one came around. It was just an ‘enjoy it while it lasts’ situation that both of us were thoroughly enjoying while it lasted. Back to the story.

At one point, after deciding we were hungry, Jess got up to get her cell phone (and the pizza number off my fridge) and called in a delivery, leaving a twenty dollar bill on the counter near the door. When she was done she quickly came back and cuddled some more, this time with her lying against my chest.

A while later, in the middle of a conversation, Jess abruptly got up, and turned, ending so that she was standing facing me by the couch and said, “Eat me!” She even pulled her pussy lips apart to give me full access.

I sat up laughing. I looked up at her face briefly and stated, “Demanding, are we?” Not one to refuse an open invitation though, I leaned in and ran my tongue over all the pink I could see, eventually focusing on her clit as I slid two fingers inside her.

This only lasted a few minutes when the doorbell suddenly rang.

“Oh shit,” I exclaimed, quickly pulling back from Jess. I had somehow forgotten about the pizza guy.

Jess however, clearly had not. I thought I saw a smile on her face as she turned and practically pranced to the door. I simultaneously could and could not believe Jess was about to do what I figured she was about to do. I slid over on the couch so that when the door opened (which opens inward) it would block me from the pizza guy’s line of sight.

I was just in time as Jess, completely naked, opened the door. When the door was open enough, Jess announced, in an innocent girly voice, “Oh yay! Pizza!” She clasped her hands in front of her and bounced on her feet a couple times as she said this, causing her tits (which had rock hard nipples it should be noted) to jiggle. She then grabbed the pizza and turned and walked with an obnoxious hip sway to the coffee table and put the pizza down.

Jess then walked back and started to close the door on the poor guy, then announced, “Oh, you probably want to be paid!” Right, as if she’d forgotten! I watched as she turned around to the counter diagonal from the door where her twenty dollar bill was. She brought her hand down towards it quickly, knocking it onto the floor in front of the counter.

“Oops,” she announced innocently, bring a hand to her mouth. She then bent over, keeping her legs perfectly straight, picked up the bill, seeming to have trouble grasping it (right!), and very slowly straightened back up. He must’ve gotten one hell of a view from that!

She started to hand the bill to the pizza boy, then stopped abruptly, looking down at herself. “Oops,” she said again, very innocently, continuing, “I seem to have a problem!” Now, I couldn’t see from my angle what she did here, but she later told me she then used the twenty dollar bill to catch some of the juices that were running down her leg (I saw her put the bill between her legs, but couldn’t see between her legs to see what she was doing). I now understood why she had suddenly wanted me to eat her a few minutes earlier! She had this whole thing planned out!

She then handed him the bill, now matted with her cunt juice to the pizza guy and said innocently, “Keep the change!” Then she closed the door, the pizza guy having never spoken once.

As soon as the door was closed, I started laughing hysterically. I had tried to keep it in while the door was open so the pizza guy wouldn’t know there was someone else there. When I regained some level of composure, I announced, “You are such a little slut!”

Jess just smiled at me. Then she turned to look out the peephole in the door. She quickly turned to me and quietly announced, “He’s still there!”

I quickly got up and ran up to the door. I tried to keep my laughing as quiet as possible as I brought my eye to the door. I saw what could practically be called a kid. He was probably about 18, about my height, with long hair and his pizza shirt and cap on. I could just barely see his face as he seemed to be looking down at something. I knew what soon enough, as he brought the twenty dollar bill to his face and obviously took a big whiff of it.

“He’s smelling the bill,” I whispered.

“Let me see!” Jess practically screamed her comment. I brought my finger to my lips to shush her as I backed away. When she got her eye to the door, she dejectedly announced, “He’s gone. Damn it! He must have heard me!”

I grabbed Jess’s arm and walked quickly over towards the window. Pulling the curtain to the side a tiny bit, we both peeked out. After a few moments, we saw the guy walking quickly away, the money still in his hand. He paused at one point, pulling out his wallet. He pulled out a twenty, put his wallet back, then put his twenty in the little bag he kept the pizza money in.

“The little pervert’s going to keep my twenty! He’s probably going to jerk off to it later!”

I replied without looking at Jess, keeping my eyes on the guy as he started walking again, “Of course, he’s going to get off to you later! Hell, I’m probably going to get off to what you just did later too!”

We both laughed as the pizza guy walked past the old black man who was still in his chair. I blushed as I saw the old man smile at the obviously flustered pizza boy. Then the old man’s eyes shifted from the boy to our window, probably seeing us at the corner looking out. Jess must have seen the same thing as we both pulled away quickly.

A long fit of laughter ensued, ending up with Jess doubled over and me curled up on the floor I was laughing so hard. Finally, we settled down and got to the pizza, watching some TV while we ate.

Jess went to the bathroom soon after we had eaten all the pizza we were going to. When she came back, she sat on my lap and threw her arms around me. I would’ve kissed her, but I noticed her breath smelled like toothpaste. There was a quick discussion following that wherein I learned that Jess didn’t want to have pizza breath, so she borrowed my toothbrush, which I didn’t mind her doing, but I was now the only one with pizza breath, so I got up to brush my teeth. On my way back, I picked up the pizza box with the leftovers in it and stuck it in the fridge. I then came back and sat next to Jess, wrapping my arms around her and leaning towards the end of the couch, pulling her down with me so that I was essentially spooning her.

Jess and I just laid there and talked for awhile. We talked about the pizza guy, about the old man that had seen us, about work, and eventually about our past hook-ups. It was while on this topic that Jess commentated, “I seem to always be the one that comes up with what we’re going to do. I don’t want to hog all the love. I know you’ve gotta have some secret sexual desires, so what are they, Lisa?”

I tried to argue this for a bit, but I didn’t get very far as it was essentially true. Just about everything we had done she had come up with, and those that she hadn’t come up with just arose out of the situation we were in. I really hadn’t come up with anything. So eventually it just came down to Jess continually asking me what kind of secret sexual fantasies I had. It’s funny, cause I don’t really have any deep dark desires to do anything, save for one thing, I just follow whatever comes up. I told Jess as much, and she wanted to know what that ‘one thing’ was, which I didn’t very much want to share.

After a couple minutes, I relented. “Well,” I began, “I didn’t want to mention it cause it’s not really something you can help out with. I’ve always wanted to be with two guys at the same time.”

(Now, before I continue with the story, I have to go on a quick rant. I’ve been with several different men in my past, and have also been in several different threesomes with one guy and two girls. All the guys were willing to do a threesome with another girl, but not with another guy. I understand that most guys find the idea of any dick other than their own disgusting, but can they not put this aside for one night to please a girl that has bent over backwards, sometimes literally, to please them? To this day, I have not found a single guy willing to do this, let alone the two I’d need for it to actually happen. And no, I won’t do it with some random strangers I meet online, it would have to be with two guys I have known for awhile, and probably had some experience with so that I know they would not only treat me well, but also not flip out at the situation. It’s that last catch I guess that makes it impossible. It still seems unfair to me though. Anyhow, back to the story.)

Jess surprised me with the immediate response, “I may not be able to give you that, but I can give you the next best thing!”

I had no time to figure out what she meant as Jess got up, twisted me around, and then shoved my legs over my head, much as they had been shortly after she had come to the apartment that evening. Jess then took a seat between my legs and dropped down to suck on my clit and tongue fuck my hole. What this had to do with fucking two men at once, I don’t know. All I know is that, at the rapid pace she was going at me, I was getting very wet very quickly!

Then Jess pulled her head up and brought a hand down. She slowly pushed her hand into my vagina, much as I had done to her earlier – only it was a lot easier for her to get into me as her hands and wrists are dramatically smaller than mine. I moaned lightly as Jess slowly swirled her hand around inside of me. But I noticed something a bit off.

Her motions were weird, not what I was used to from her. Usually Jess has clear, intentional movements when it comes to any kind of sex with her. What I felt inside of me was more random – something that while hot, was neither intended to make me approach orgasm or push me over the edge. She was just sliding her hand around, pushing and lightly rubbing her palm against one wall of my cunt, then turning her hand around and doing the same with the back of her hand. I could also feel her fingers separating and coming together in me, but she wasn’t doing it against any wall, which she knew would get me off.

Then, I really got confused when I felt Jess pull her hand back out. At first I tried to tighten my cunt around her wrist, so she wouldn’t be able to pull out. Unfortunately, Jess didn’t give in, and kept pulling. Knowing it would hurt if I didn’t let her out, I relaxed my pussy while at the same time grabbing my legs that were on either side of my head. I then lifted my head, looked at Jess between them, and asked, “What are you doing?”

In answer, Jess just smirked and held up the hand that had just come out of my pussy, clearly soaked in my own juices, so much so that it was actually dripping down her arm. Then Jess lowered the hand, and I quickly learned what she was doing!

I felt the middle three fingers of Jess’s hand push into my asshole. It became very apparent that Jess was going to try and get her hand up my ass, and what she had been doing in my cunt was lubing up every inch of her hand.

Worriedly, I exclaimed, “There’s no way that’s going to fit!”

Jess dragged her eyes away from my asshole to look at me and respond, “We’ll never know unless we try!” She then brought her eyes back to my anus and pushed a little harder into my ass, her pinky just about ready to enter, but going nowhere with how tight my ass was.

After a few seconds, Jess looked up again and said, “Come on, you gotta work with me here!”

I hadn’t moved since I told her it wasn’t going to fit. I was kinda in shock that she was even going to try. I know Jess is a small girl and has small hands, otherwise the idea would never have been a possibility. I mean, the biggest toy I ever had in my ass was only slightly thinner than Jess’s wrist, so that probably would be okay. However, that toy felt like it was nearly stretching me to my max! So while I could probably stretch the tiny bit more to accommodate Jess’s wrist, I had no idea how she was going to get her hand, which was definitely thicker around at the knuckles, up there. However, I also knew Jess, and when she had her mind set on something, she was going to keep trying if and until she was proved wrong. And so, after a long pause following Jess’s last comment, I just raised my eyebrows at her, leaned my head back, and pushed with my ass, trying to open it up for her.

Immediately, Jess applied pressure. I was actually surprised how tightly she could compress her hand, her four fingers and her thumb were pressed together creating a girth that was probably on par with your average cock. However, with her fingers slid in, I could feel her knuckles beginning to press against my ass, which was certainly wider than any cock I’d ever seen. This was going to be the part that was impossible, but again, I knew if I didn’t try, Jess would not give up. I wasn’t looking forward to Jess pushing those knuckles up, trying to get them past my asshole.

Jess had stopped pushing in, and was clearly waiting for me to try and open my ass more so that she could try to push in farther. I knew this, and knew there was no way around it, so I took a long, deep inhale and got ready. I held the breath for a few moments, and then, with no warning, I let it all out quickly while pushing with my ass trying to open it as much as I could.

And that was when I screamed out in pain, followed by a string of obscenities. Jess’s hand had gone in.

Her knuckles felt like they had ripped past my anal ring. In fact, it felt like it had actually ripped my anal ring, which burnt like hell. I was glad it was now ‘tightened’ around Jess’s wrist, which didn’t feel wide in the least having just had her hand thrust through it. Not only did my asshole burn, but my ass was completely full. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy filling my ass with dicks and toys, but this was way past any of that! I didn’t dare move my body at all. I felt like some kind of sick hand puppet, with Jess’s hand in my ass controlling me.

As I calmed down with the obscenities, I eventually just laid there in silence for several minutes, legs up over my body, my head hanging off the end of the couch, adjusting to the new feeling.

I don’t know how long I was there for, could’ve been thirty seconds, could’ve been five minutes. I was totally zoned out. What finally brought me back was the feeling of some wet fingers slipping into my cunt. I looked up and saw Jess’s other hand pressing against me. I raised my eyes to her and just stared wide-eyed. Jess gave me a seductive smile, along with a ‘you-know-what’s-coming’ type of look. I don’t think my wide-eyed expression changed at all, I just hung my head back over the end of the couch and closed my eyes, as I felt her hand slip into my cunt up to the knuckles. Then, with one final push, along with a moan and a thrust from me, she was in.

“Oh god,” I let out after a bit, still with my head hanging upside down off the end of the couch. “I have never been filled so much in my life.”

“Well, that was the goal, honey! You wanted to know what two guys would be like, well, it’d probably be something like this!” And then I felt her hands close into fists in both holes, and then slowly start moving in and out a tiny bit. “Well, their dicks probably wouldn’t be as big as my hands,” Jess added after she started the movement. I had to agree with her there! Her wrists were definitely thicker, and her fists were like drastically-oversized, ribbed cock heads full of bones.

I didn’t respond to Jess, I just focused on her fists. She was very slowly simultaneously sliding her fists in and out of my cunt, moving a little farther in and out with each one. Some minutes later, I’m really not sure how long, Jess had apparently gotten to what she considered to be full range, pulling her fists out until the base of her hands were pulling against my entrances and then pushing until her wrists were in probably about three inches deep. I’m not sure what that would make the total depth of penetration, but I don’t think her fist was any bigger than three inches, so probably a total of only six inches, but that was a hell of a six inches!

Once she had reached this full range of motion, Jess started experimenting with different motions. First she aimed her fists away from each other inside me, still moving her arms in and out at the same time. While this felt great in my pussy and I could definitely feel myself getting wetter, it wasn’t doing much for me in my ass.

After a couple minutes of that, Jess abruptly changed to pushing her fists towards each other inside me, so that her fists ended up hitting against each other inside me. Now this felt good in both holes! I started moaning immediately, and Jess took notice. She kept this action up for several minutes, getting faster and faster as she went. My moans were getting more and more intense as she got faster until my body stiffened as I hit my first orgasm. I felt my holes tighten around Jess’s wrists as I inhaled deeply when I hit my peak. Her arms stopped moving, but she started flipping her wrists back and forth inside me to keep me hot throughout my climax.

Eventually, my body loosened a bit, and Jess stopped moving completely to let me come down from my orgasm. For awhile, we just stayed in our respective positions, me lying back with my legs up towards my head and my head hanging over the end of the couch, Jess sitting with her two fists inside me.

I had not even recovered to the point of talking before Jess started moving her arms again. She was again slowly sliding her fists in and out of me, again angling them towards each other inside me. She repeated the same process she just had done bringing me towards orgasm, though I got up there a bit quicker this time. Then, right as I was about to hit another orgasm, Jess changed her motion up again, this time much more drastically.

Suddenly, her arms stopped moving simultaneously. Instead, Jess was rapidly – I think the only word for it would be pistoning – she was pistoning her wrists in and out of me opposite each other. She’d push as far in my ass as she could go while pulling out of my cunt and then switch – but she was doing it incredibly fast! I literally don’t think anything had ever moved that fast inside me before, and it sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing throughout my body. I barely had time to say, “Oh fuck,” before screaming out in orgasm.

This was a much longer and more intense orgasm than the prior. I was screaming for well over a minute, possibly two or three (you lose track of time when you are immersed that deeply in pleasure!). The whole time Jess continued pistoning her fists inside of me. Then, without warning, she just flat out stopped moving. I was in the middle of a scream at the time, and I just interrupted my scream with a deep exhale. It was my first chance to take a deep breath since she had started pistoning her wrists.

Again there was a rest for a few minutes before Jess started up again. The pattern continued three more times, until I had hit a total of five orgasms, some more intense than others, some lasting longer than others, but all incredible! While bringing me to this series of peaks, Jess switched up her motions several times. Beyond the already mentioned simultaneous pushing (both straight in, away from each other, and towards each other) and pistoning opposite fists to holding her fists inside me, Jess added circling her fists within me without moving in and out, then swirling her fists in circles while moving in and out (leading to my third orgasm), stuffing one hole full while moving the other fist in and out, alternating which hole she kept full (she went back and forth between my holes several times before this hit my fourth orgasm), and finally returning to a slow pistoning action, speeding up while trying to lick my clit, which didn’t work so well when she sped up the pistoning as my hips were in constant movement, so it was more like my body was dragging my clit back and forth across her extended tongue. This led to my final orgasm which Jess held out longer than the rest, though it was not quite as intense as the second orgasm when Jess first pistoned me. I was just so ready to get off and her action at the time was so unexpected that I hit an absurdly strong orgasm. I think Jess was also moving her fists faster at that time then towards the end, as her arms were clearly getting tired.

When all was said and done, Jess still had her fists in me while I was hugging my legs into my chest screaming out in agonizing pleasure. As I recovered from this last orgasm, I let go of my legs, letting them rest above me, dropping my head back over the end of the couch and bringing my arms up to hang off the end of the couch also.

I don’t know how long I was like that before I heard Jess mockingly say, “Are you alright over there?”

“I’m recovering,” was all I could manage to say.

“Can I take my hands out?”

My head jerked up. “Fuck no! Gimme a couples more minutes to recover!” Jess laughed and agreed. While I wasn’t too worried about the hand in my cunt, I didn’t look forward to squeezing her other hand out my ass.

So I waited a few minutes, the last of which was spent in preparation for the pain of Jess’s hand coming out my ass.

Finally, I looked up at Jess and announced, “Alright. When you feel me push, you pull.” Jess just nodded. I took a long, deep breath in, and while I was doing that, I felt both of Jess’s hands unfold from fists so that they’d come out easier. And then I did it, and boy was I in for a surprise!

The second I pushed, Jess pulled both her hands out at the same time. As expected, the one in my cunt didn’t hurt in the least, but the one coming out of my ass definitely led to some quick stinging as her knuckles escaped, though not nearly as bad as it hurt going in. There were also a couple quick wet, sloppy popping sounds as her hands came out, but I didn’t have time to think about it. Rather (warning – icky part coming! Feel free to skip the next two paragraphs.), what I was focused on was this uncontrollable urge to shit as soon as Jess’s hand came out.

I felt like shit was literally going to fall out of my ass as my asshole was not tightening up quick enough to hold it in. I immediately screamed, ironically enough, “Oh shit!” Then, with energy I didn’t know I had, I jumped to my feet and ran to the bathroom clenching my ass cheeks together and holding a hand back there just in case. The instant I sat on the toilet a flood of tiny brown balls came out of me. I felt like a damn rabbit! When that was done, I took a deep breath, calming myself down, and let out a hard and long stream of pee (which, while much needed, was not nearly the emergency I had had on the other side).

The thing that confuses me about this to this day is that I had gone number two a mere two hours before Jess had come over. I took care of business and cleaned myself out down there, if you know what I mean. Obviously, by this point with Jess, I kinda guessed my ass would be penetrated in some manner, as it usually is when she comes over, and I am not the kind of scumbag who doesn’t clean out before knowing someone’s going to be using me back there. The only thing that I can figure out is that Jess’s hand somehow acted like a reverse-plunger while in my ass, pulling shit deep inside quickly towards my asshole. I asked Jess later if she had felt it up there when her hand was in me, but she said she hadn’t. Anyhow, enough about that.

I pulled off a couple sheets of toilet paper and wiped as my stream trickled to an end. I stood up, feeling much relieved, washed my hands quickly, and headed back to the living room.

I walked in to see Jess curled up in the fetal position, rocking back and forth in laughter. She was literally laughing so hard that she was not breathing. Her whole body was turning red, and her face was practically purple.

On the one hand, I wanted to be insulted and tell her to stop laughing and forget the whole situation. On the other hand, there was this naked 5’2”, barely 100-pound beauty with incredible tits shaking uncontrollably on my couch. So I ended up just standing there ogling Jess as she convulsed in laughter. Her tits were bouncing and jiggling like I had never seen before, and the light red shade they were turning was incredibly sexy. Every now and then Jess would suddenly lighten up enough to take a deep breath, and occasionally she would roll onto her back and kick her legs out laughing, but mostly she was just rocking back and forth in the fetal position. At one point, when she was starting to recover, she looked over and saw me standing in the door to the hall. She stopped laughing and just stared for a few seconds, looking almost worried. Then it became clear that she was trying to keep a straight face, as her look slowly broke until she started laughing hysterically again.

Several minutes passed before Jess actually began calming down. As she tried to stop laughing, she brought herself into a sitting position, but wouldn’t look at me. She was breathing very heavily, causing her large bosoms to heave with each breath. I couldn’t take my eyes off of them. Finally Jess seemed to recover and looked over at me.

I smiled back, asking, “All better now?”

“I think so,” was all she managed to respond, and even that came with a quick fit of laughter in it.

I didn’t want to mention what had just happened. I accepted it happened, Jess got her laugh out of it, and as far as I was concerned it was done. So I raised my eyebrows towards her and asked, “So is it your turn now?”

Jess looked straight in front of her for a second and took another deep breath trying to fully calm herself down. As she finished letting it out, she turned towards me and announced, amidst mini-fits of laughter, “I need to pee. I’ll go do that. You go to the bedroom. You can finish both me and the evening in there!”

Having said that, Jess got up and walked past me to the bathroom, still letting little giggles of laughter escape every so often, but clearly trying to hold them back. I smiled as she walked past me, then headed off to my bedroom.

In the bedroom, I pulled the sheets down so that we could just pull them up over us and go to sleep when we were done. I then got on the bed, lying on my side facing the door waiting for Jess to come in. She obviously did not close the door (though why would she at this point?) so I heard her peeing, and then washing her hands. She seemed to take a while washing her hands, which I can only assume was because they were still quite a mess having come out of me. Either that, or she was doing other things at the sink – maybe washing her face or getting a cup of water to drink. I don’t know. All I know is that the sink was on for a long time. But it did stop at some point.

When Jess walked into the bedroom, she stopped at the doorway. I gave her a seductive smile while running one hand over my body, starting at my neck, then over each breast, over my stomach, and finally between my legs. I then patted the bed just in front of me. Jess first smiled in response, then ran over and jumped onto the bed, landing on her back just in front of me. Watching her boobs nearly hit her chin as she ran the few steps over to the bed was incredible, and then watching them slowly stop jiggling as she landed on the bed was almost as good.

I wasted no time rolling over on top of Jess, straddling her legs with my hands going straight to her boobs. At first I focused on the whole boob, massaging them lightly, pushing them in and out and stuff of that sort. Then I slowly focused in on her nipples. Jess started moaning immediately, which I expected. Her nipples were like diamonds before I had even touched her. The only other time I’d seen them as tight and hard as they were now was when I had given her an orgasm simply by fondling her nipples. As fun as that was, though, I was planning to give her a much bigger orgasm involving her other body parts! After flicking and twisting her nipples for a bit, I brought my head down to suck on them. I had each nipple in my mouth for no more than fifteen seconds in fear of getting Jess too close. It was close enough as it was, for not soon after I took the second nipple into my mouth, Jess began moaning loudly and began thrusting her hips up into my stomach. That was my cue to move on!

Trying to let her come down a little so I didn’t set her off immediately when I got to her pussy, I slowly kissed my way down her stomach. And I do mean slowly! I must’ve spent a minute alone tonguing her belly button before moving down again. When I did move down again, I traced my tongue around the outside of her pubic mound, never even brushing her bright puffy pussy lips. I worked my way down towards her thighs, which necessitated me to maneuver myself between Jess’s legs so I could push her legs apart.

I kissed up and down the insides of each thigh, and then worked my way back up to her pussy lips, kissing and licking her lips, but not letting my tongue slip inside her slit. While still moaning in pleasure (or probably mostly in anticipation), Jess was obviously getting very impatient. I had not even spent half minute kissing her pussy lips before Jess reached down and pulled her lips apart, forcing me into her pink realm. It was stunningly wet inside! I had never seen Jess as wet as she was when she pulled her lips apart. She was clearly raring to hit an orgasm. I wasn’t quite ready to go there yet though!

I kissed the inside of one large pussy lip, and slowly licked and kissed my way beneath her entrance over to the other lip, being careful to make sure no part of me bumped into her clit. The next area I went for was her ass, slowly working my way down and lifting her hips a bit (while keeping her legs spread) to give me access. Jess started gasping as I tried to push my tongue in her rear hole. Not long after I started, Jess let go of her pussy lips and grabbed my head, pushing it between her legs hard, trying to get my tongue deeper inside her. I knew that she wasn’t going to last too much longer.

I pulled back momentarily and grabbed Jess’s hands and placed them on her tits. Jess took the hint and immediately began pinching and twisting her own nipples. I immediately went back down between her legs, and wasted no time. I quickly put two fingers in my mouth, then shoved them roughly up her ass as far as I could. Jess squealed while thrusting her hips and pinching her nipples hard. She was one tiny step away from her peak, and I was finally willing to give it to her!

While beginning to saw my fingers in and out of her ass, I brought my other hand up to spread her lips apart with two fingers and latched my mouth onto her clit. Jess screamed immediately and I felt a gush of her juices shoot into my chin and begin dripping down over the hand that was holding her lips apart. I kept sucking on her clit, Jess kept screaming, her juices kept flowing, and my hand was getting soaked.

As I heard Jess stop screaming, I pulled my now very wet hand back a little from her pussy and aimed my fingers at her hole and applied pressure. Jess lifted her head up and sucked in a deep breath through her teeth as I pushed my hand into her cunt for the second time that evening. She screamed as I pushed my knuckles through the hole and into the depths of her vagina. As soon as my hand was in, I pressed up against her stomach and rubbed with my fingers. I felt Jess’s cunt tighten around my wrist and her body shake as she peaked again (I’m not sure if she ever came down from the first one, but I tried to make sure she didn’t).

For the next several minutes, I continued getting Jess off. (As a quick note, I didn’t try to double fist Jess because my hands are noticeably larger than hers and there is no way in hell one would fit up her ass.) My fingers never stopped in her ass and my hand in her cunt was constantly moving. I rubbed all her walls, drummed my fingers against them all, fisted her as quickly as I could, and spent some time clenching and unclenching my fingers in her. I also spent a lot of time with my mouth on her clit – not the whole time my hand was in her, but much of it. Jess never came down from her constant orgasming, though some moments were clearly more powerful than others. When I was drumming my fingers on the sides of her cunt and sucking on her clit at the same time along with sawing a couple fingers in her ass, Jess actually lifted her whole body off the bed, her weight on her feet at her sides, and her elbows while her hands were still tightly clasping her tits. She was only like that for a few moments before she lowered her upper body, followed much later by her lower body.

While clenching and unclenching my fingers, I suddenly felt a few smacks on the back of my head. I stopped all movement and lifted my head up. Jess’s head was turned back against the headboard of the bed and her body was visibly quivering. Jess’s body took some time to stop quivering, but when it did, I heard Jess gasp out, “I can’t take anymore.” She took a few more deep breaths, then finally lifted her head to look at me. She looked completely exhausted. For a bit, she just stared at me, then she whispered, “That was incredible!”

I simply replied, “Just trying to return the favor.” Jess tried to smile back, but couldn’t quite make it and dropped her head back onto the pillow in exhaustion. I pulled my fingers out of her ass, but left my other hand inside her for the moment. I just sat there and stared at Jess’s body, her chest heaving with her heavy breathing.

After a couple minutes, Jess’s head rolled to her side. She was no longer breathing heavily, but I could still see her chest lightly rising and lowering with her breathing. I wasn’t sure if she had fallen asleep or not, so at just above a whisper I spoke, “Jess?”

There was light mumbling in response, though I did not understand it. She was still awake, though coherent was another question! I figured it was just about time to pass out, especially judging by the state Jess was in. I slowly started pulling my hand out of Jess’s cunt. I didn’t get far before her hand reached down and lightly smacked my arm pulling out of her.

“Leave it,” Jess mumbled without moving her head from the side.

I let out a light laugh and easily gave in. I scooted my bum down the bed and pushed one of Jess’s legs out a little more to the side, which forced her other leg in a bit. I then laid down on my side halfway down the bed with my legs curled up, resting my head on Jess’s thigh with my hand in her cunt. With my feet, I inched up the sheets a bit until I could reach them with my free hand, then pulled them up to just below my head. After I was covered, I reached out for Jess’s other leg and hugged it into my body, pressing my boobs against it as I closed my eyes.

The last thing I remember was Jess resting her hand on the very top of my head. And then I was out.

I woke up a couple hours later with Jess trying to pull her body up slowly. I lifted my head to look at her. With an apologetic look on her face, Jess whispered, “Sorry, I really have to pee!”

I just smiled back and lightly pulled my hand down. Jess then pulled her body up, pulling her cunt off of my hand with a light popping sound. She gasped as my hand came out of her, and paused for a few moments, but was quickly getting up and heading toward the bathroom.

I took the moment to inch my way up the bed, resting my head face up on the pillow. My legs were spread a bit, and I brought the hand that was in Jess’s cunt up to my mouth and started licking it, but passed out again in the process.

I barely woke up as Jess climbed back onto the bed from the foot of it. She crawled up and then lowered her body between my legs, resting on her side with her head on my pussy and a hand on the inside of one thigh. I was back to sleep as quickly as I had been brought out of it.

I awoke the next morning to Jess licking my slit. Apparently I had wrapped one of my legs over her body at some point during the night. I lightly moaned, and Jess picked up her pace, and continued eating me out for several minutes until I hit a light orgasm. As I came down, I lifted my leg off of Jess and she crawled up and hugged my body, resting her head on my pillow mere inches from my face. We smiled at each other as I reached down and fingered Jess to a light orgasm, feeling her warm breath on my face as she moaned.

After we had both gotten off, Jess opened her eyes to see me staring at her. I spoke the first word of the day. “Breakfast?”

Jess just smiled and gave a single nod with her head.

And so we got up, and made and ate breakfast. We talked about the last evening. I admitted that the double fisting had been incredible, but was not the same thing as two guys at the same time. Jess acknowledged as much, but said they probably wouldn’t have been able to do as much as she had. I had to agree with her there. I also made fun of Jess for the pizza guy incident. I asked how I was supposed to believe that she hadn’t opened the curtain when we were in the 69 on the couch after she had showed off like that to the pizza boy. She just shrugged in response, though still denied having opened the curtain (I still don’t buy that denial though!).

After breakfast, Jess and I took a shower together. We quickly got each other off again (via some dildo-sized shampoo bottles – the only reason I bought that shampoo!). When the shower finished, we then dried each other off, spending more times rubbing each other’s bodies with our hands than with the towels. Then we finished up our morning bathroom routines.

I then followed Jess to the living room, where she started gathering her clothes. I watched as Jess pulled her thong up, followed by her jeans. She then sat in the recliner and put on her socks and shoes. I came over and kissed both of Jess’s nipples goodbye, much to her amusement. After I did, Jess put on her bra and finally her shirt. I know that watching someone taking their clothes off is incredibly sexy, but sometimes watching them put their clothes on can be nearly as sexy, and that was definitely the case with Jess.

Finally, Jess grabbed her purse and walked with me to the door. I kissed Jess’s cheek and slid my hands down the front of her body, slowing them over her bountiful boobs, then faster over her stomach, and eventually resting both against her jean-clad crotch. Jess just closed her eyes and rested her hands on my hips.

Suddenly, she jerked forward wrapping her arms around my naked body in a bear hug, putting her head on my shoulder. I slipped my arms around her and pulled her tight into me. After a few seconds, Jess whispered, “What would I do without you, Lisa?”

I chuckled and responded, “Probably masturbate a whole lot more!” As I said that I reached my hands down to grab Jess’s tight butt through her jeans.

Jess pulled out of the hug with a big smile on her face and jokingly shoved my shoulder. Then she started opening the door. With it open a couple inches, Jess turned to me and said, “I’ll see you in a couple weeks, honey!” In our talking the night before I had mentioned that I had to go to my parent’s place next weekend so I wouldn’t be able to make our regular Saturday night. Jess had whined a bit, but did concede that there was nothing we could do about it, so we would be forced to wait two weeks to see each other again.

“You certainly will, beautiful! It’ll be long, but I think we’ll make it.” After saying that, I leaned in and gave Jess a brief kiss on the lips, with my tongue momentarily brushing out to lick her lips. I believe that was the first time we had really kissed each other on the lips of any sort, though it was definitely the first time when we weren’t in the middle of getting each other off. I pulled back quickly to see a big smile on Jess’s face. She then quickly pulled the door all the way open and left without saying another word.

As per tradition, I stood leaning against the door for a bit after Jess left, thinking about our night together. During that thinking, I realized that the old black guy would probably be out in his chair already today (he’s out early on the weekends). I rushed over to my window and pulled it aside a bit to look out. Jess was getting to the end of the walkway, and sure enough the old black guy was out there. As Jess passed him, she game him a quick wave (and knowing her, a wink as well, but I couldn’t see that). The old guy just smiled back at her. I let the curtain close after that and went over to lay back on my recliner, still thinking about the night I’d just had. Sure enough, I soon found my hand between my legs while thinking about it. I guess I hadn’t gotten enough yet!

I just want to add one quick side note to this story. I didn’t leave my apartment Sunday, but when I came back from work Monday, I had to walk by the old man for the first time since he had caught us (he hadn’t been out when I left for work in the morning). I was terrified walking by, wondering if he would say something or creepily stare at me. Turns out my fears were unfounded, as he did nothing but just give me his usual smile, which I returned to the best of my ability. After a few days of this, I realized that the old guy was okay. He wasn’t talking to me or (to the best of my knowledge) to anybody else about what he had seen. I started peeking out my windows in the evening, and often saw the old guy look up at me in the window and I would just smile back, not thinking it was weird.

I don’t know what eventually made me do it, but one evening after a shower I went to my bedroom and pulled aside my curtain to look out. The old guy was there, and he saw me looking. For whatever reason, I had the sudden urge to pull the window open and drop my towel. I looked around quickly and saw no one else out there, so I did just that. The old guy just smiled as he stared at me standing before my window naked. I left the curtain open as I pulled on a pair of panties and a T-shirt to lounge around the house in. When I was done, I waved to the old guy, he waved back, and I closed the curtain. I continued giving him shows of my naked body on a regular basis, as long as I didn’t see anyone else out there. And every time I came back from work, he’d just smile at me. There was never anything creepy from him. We never spoke, he never tried to approach me in person, I never even learned his name, but I continued giving him shows for well over a year. One day he abruptly stopped coming out. I don’t know if he died or if he just moved somewhere else. I actually had some kind of weird attachment to the guy, so I never asked anyone and just went on assuming he had moved somewhere else, as I didn’t want to think he was dead. Anyhow, all of this came about from Jess pulling the curtain open during that 69 on the couch (though I never told her about this). Then again, she denies having pulled it open, but really, how else could it have opened without me noticing unless she hadn’t opened it?

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Alice is has been kidnapped by Magnolia Savage, held ransom for the bimbo serum!

BimboTech
Chapter Twelve: Bimbo Serum Surprise
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Frank Jackman, CEO of BimboTech Chemicals

“Alice,” I said when my wife’s phone picked up. “Where did you wander off to? I have—”

“Hello, Dr. Jackman,” an unfamiliar woman said instead of his wife.

My eyebrows furrowed in shock. “Why do you have my wife’s phone?”

“Because I have your wife.” The woman’s words had a throaty cadence about them. There was something in the background that sounded like…licking.

“And you are?”

“The woman holding your wife,” she answered. “You really should keep better track of your bimbo. They are such airheads. They can be distracted so easily and wander off with the wrong people.”

My heart beat faster. Sweat broke out on my forehead. Standing beside me, Senator Delilah Murphy gave me a sharp look, her blue eyes curious. Alice should still have the intelligence serum active. She shouldn’t have been easily led off. “Well, let me know where she is, and I’ll come pick her up.”

“After you give me what I want. If you cooperate, Dr. Jackman, not a hair on her pretty head will be damaged.”

Cold shot through me. It rippled out from my belly, flowing through my veins to my extremities. It struck my heart, the beat quickening. Waves of dark dizziness washed across my vision. “Hurt her? What is going on?”

She made dismissive, tutting sound. “Really, Dr. Jackman, I thought you were intelligent. I have your wife, and if you want her back, you have to pay my ransom.”

“How much?” The words spilled out of my mouth without thought.

Senator Murphy’s eyebrows furrowed. She mouthed, “Ransom?”

“Oh, I don’t want money, Dr. Jackman. I want it.”

“It?” I shook my head. “What are you talking about?”

“The formula to the bimbo serum. Once it is delivered into my agent’s hand, I will release your wife unharmed.” Then she let out a throaty moan. “Well, once I’m done using her. Mmm, she really knows how to eat a woman’s asshole.”

“Who are you?” I demanded. “How do you even know about the bimbo formula?”

“I will contact you in two hours. I should be done enjoying your wife by then. Then we shall make the arrangements for the drop. And, Dr. Jackman, no police. If they get involved, well, your wife will disappear forever.”

“No,” I gasped, my heart racing. “Please, don’t hurt her. I’ll cooperate.”

Senator Murphy pulled out her phone from a black clutch purse. She texted rapidly on it as the woman on the other end of my line laughed in cruel delight. My heart raced as I pictured Alice hurt. Then the line went dead. My hand trembled as I lowered my phone.

“Did I hear that correctly?” Senator Murphy said, her voice ice. “Someone’s kidnapped your wife?”

“You have good ears,” I muttered, sliding through the apps on my phone.

“Are you looking for the GPS on your wife’s phone? If the kidnapper is smart, they’ll have it turned off now. But don’t worry. I have friends in the Capitol Police and the FBI. People owe me favors.”

“Not the GPS on my wife’s phone. Her GPS.”

“Hers?”

“All my wives are tagged with a GPS chip, just in case they wander off. It’s happened before.” I grimaced, remembering the two times Alice went off with strangers before we implemented the tags. Though she had fun both times, I had been so scared for her.

But never this scared.

The app opened. The GPS pings came up. All but one were by me in the Smithsonian where tonight’s gala was held. The other was across the city. “She doesn’t appear to be moving but in an office building.”

Senator Murphy leaned in and then cursed. “That fucking bitch!”

“You recognize the address?”

“I do.”

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Alice Jackman, Chief Research Scientist of BimboTech Chemicals

It was so hard not to cry out to Frank as I licked my kidnapper’s asshole while she talked to him. I had no idea who this woman was, but I had to pretend to be a bimbo. I had to be convincing. So I had to moan and coo and worship her asshole.

It didn’t taste bad. That sour musk filled my mouth as my hands gripped her ass, squeezing and clenching. She moaned, wiggling her hips, taking such perverse delight in dominating me. I went along with it, pretending that I believed she was a witch, calling her Mistress, whatever it took to buy time and try to think.

I hoped she believed my lie about the syringe she held in her hand. If I sold it well enough, pretending to be a bimbo airhead, she would believe me. She had found it in my purse, recognizing that it was different from the bimbo serum, the other syringe in there.

“Oh, you are such a nasty ass-licker, you bimbo-slut,” moaned the woman. “And I bet my ass taste better than any other’s.”

“It does, Mistress,” I moaned, my pussy clenching in excitement at the naughty thrill of submitting and rimming her even while my stomach twisted in fright.

And that fright was strangely exciting. Exhilarating even.

“Of course it does. You just love me, don’t you?”

“Uh-huh, Mistress. Your ass is so yummy.” I struggled to think of dumb, bimbo things to say. “Just super-duper delicious.”

She let out a pleased purr. Nearby, another bimbo—how had this woman made the blonde into a bimbo?—tongued the feet of a redhead watching us. The bimbo wiggled her naked ass, obviously so happy to lick the redhead’s toes.

This woman had gotten a sample of the bimbo serum somehow, but hadn’t replicated the formula. Frank came up with it. It was complex. Something revolutionary. And I was not about to let this bitch have it. It was my husbands.

We would profit from it.

My fingers squeezed harder at the surge of anger, my tongue jamming deep into her asshole. If I tongued her, I would be less likely to say something and give away my ruse. My pussy clenched again. I wanted to touch myself. I wanted to rub my pussy to orgasm. That would take away some of the anxiety.

“Oh, yes, you are such a good ass-licker. Oh, I want to keep you. Maybe after your husband is destitute, he’ll sell you to me. Mmm, then you’ll be my bimbo slave like Annalee. I’ll make sure you’re happy by letting you lick my ass everyday.”

Fear and anger spiked through me. In a bubbly tone, I gasped, “Oh, no, Frank loves me. He won’t trade me for anything in the world. Not for a million-billion dollars. He would always keep me.”

“Well, I do need that bimbo serum from him. If he doesn’t love you…” She shuddered. “Yes, jam that tongue back into my asshole. And finger my pussy. Make me cum again. I’m going to use you so hard.”

I moved my right hand from her ass, trailing it down the curve of her cheek and reaching between her thighs. I rubbed her shaved cunt, caressing her plump vulva and thick pussy lips. Then I plunged into her depths, feeling her heat constricting about my fingers. I plunged them in and out rapidly, stirring her up, making her shudder and moan as I tongued her asshole.

Her sphincter clenched about my tongue as she moaned. Her pussy was so hot and silky. My own cunt burned. I wanted to touch myself so badly. My bimbo body didn’t care about anything but being pleasured. If I didn’t have the intelligence serum bubbling through my veins, I would be so happy right now, just glad to give her pleasure.

Bimbos were such happy, loving creatures. This horrid woman couldn’t be in control of the formula.

I fingered her faster and faster, plunging over and over into her depths. She shuddered, her pussy clenching hard on my fingers. She moaned, her hips wiggling from side-to-side. Her juices dribbled down my wrist. I could smell her tart pussy over the sour, exciting musk of her ass.

“Oh, yes, you disgusting whore. Oh, you’re so dirty. Just devouring my ass. Oh, you love it.”

“Yes, Mistress,” I moaned again, keeping my voice bubbly and happy. “And your pussykitty feels so hungry. It needs a nice, big cock to fuck.”

“Never!” she hissed, her cunt clamping down on my digits. “Men are filthy. They only make you into a disgusting, dirty thing. And you don’t want to be dirty.”

Men were wonderful. Far better than this dyke-bitch. “No, Mistress,” I gasped, my two fingers curling, searching for her G-spot. “I want to be so clean. You made me clean with your pussy juices.”

“Right,” she shuddered as I tongued her asshole again. Despite how much I hated this woman, her ass tasted wonderful.

I jammed my tongue into her sphincter, swirling around as she bucked and shuddered. And then she convulsed hard. Her moans echoed through the room. I shivered, my pussy clenching in envy as her cunt spasmed on my fingers.

I massaged her G-spot, her asshole clenching so hard on my tongue as she screamed out her bliss. She bucked against the table, grunting, groaning. And then she let out a satisfied moan as her orgasm peaked.

“Mmm, that was good,” she purred. “You can stop, for now.”

“May I play with my pussykitty?” I moaned, squeezing my thighs together as I pulled my fingers out of her pussy. My bimbo body made me so damned horny that even though I was scared I was also so turned on. “Pretty please with yummy sugar on top. My pussykitty needs to be petted so badly!”

“No,” the woman said, something haughty in her tone.

I hated her.

“Annalee, come here,” the woman said, turning around, her black hair spilling about her tan face. She was in great shape, almost as hot as a bimbo. Could I reach my purse? The other syringe in there contained bimbo serum. If I could inject her…

“Yes, Mistress?” Annalee said, the blonde bimbo crawling across the floor to her.

“Present that ass. I need to make sure you always stay a bimbo.”

“Of course, Mistress. I’m such a goody two shoes bimbo.”

My stomach twisted as I watched Annalee’s large breasts sway, her blue eyes wide and empty of any thoughts. She had a huge smile on her face. Then she turned around, wiggling her ass at her mistress, a hairless pussy dripping between her legs.

The woman injected the syringe into Annalee’s ass and depressed the syringe.

The bimbo gasped. Her eyes widening. She shook as the serum took effect. I caught her gaze, my heart beating so fast as I witness thoughts blossom to life in those blue depths. The smile fell from her lips. Her eyes blinked.

“There, now you will be my sexy slave.”

Anger crossed Annalee’s face.

“Now go fetch the strap-on so I can fuck our new slave’s ass. Hurry, Annalee.”

My heart beat faster. Would Annalee blow the ruse? I had to get to that syringe. It was my only hope. I opened my eyes wide, pleading with her without words.

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Magnolia Savage, President Femme Allure, Inc.

“Yes, Mistress,” purred Annalee.

I didn’t even glance at the bimbo as she stood up and walked into my office, passing my executive assistant Melissa as she lounged naked against the door. The redhead’s hungry eyes followed Annalee. Melissa was eager to take more pleasure from the bimbo.

But I was eager to play with Alice. She was so new. And that disgusting Frank’s wife. I would return his bimbo with all sorts of naughty programming. I would tell her so many things that would make Frank’s life miserable. Alice was so dumb she believed I had enchanted her.

Bimbos were so susceptible to suggestion. Alice wouldn’t even remember what I looked like once I was out of sight because of my “spell.” I shivered, my body buzzing with pleasure. I licked my lips, seeing her squirming, her red hair spilling down to those big, lush tits.

She was wasted on a man.

“I’m going to fuck your ass so hard,” I groaned. “I’m going to pound you into jelly.”

“Yay!” the bimbo cheered. “I love being fucked in the ass. It’s special-wecial.” She turned, wiggling it at me, looking over her shoulder with such delight in her green eyes.

“The strap-on, Mistress,” Annalee said, thrusting the harness and thick, black dildo at me. She sounded a little sullen.

Was she jealous of the attention I was heaping on Alice? Oh, that added so many naughty possibilities. I could drive Annalee wild, make her so desperate for my attention, just begging to lick my pussy, to get the antidote to the “poison” in her body.

I loved degrading my former rival on my company’s board.

“You know how to put it on me,” I said in a huff. “Come on, Annalee. Why do I even still own you? Alice is a much better bimbo.”

“What are you doing?” Melissa suddenly asked.

Anger flared through me. I turned to reprimand my executive assistant—she should know better than to question me—when I froze in shock. Annalee had grabbed the syringe of the bimbo serum that was half-sticking out of Alice’s purse, pulled out when I grabbed her phone when Frank called. I blinked in shock as Annalee thrust the syringe at me.

“Annalee!” I gasped, seeing the anger twisting the bimbo’s face. There was no submission. There was no docile acceptance.

It hit me right before the syringe pierced into my thigh. Alice had tricked me. The second chemical wasn’t a serum to keep a bimbo looking hot and sexy. It was something else. The cold serum flooded through my thighs. The chemical that would turn me into a docile idiot. An airhead.

I glanced down at Alice. Such triumph burned across her face.

“That’s right,” the redhead grinned, her airhead, bubbly joy vanished, her green eyes smoldering. “A bimbo doesn’t have to be an airhead with the right injection.”

“Please,” I gasped, heat spreading through my body from where Annalee injected me. “Please, I don’t need it. I’m already hot.” I cupped my firm, round breasts. “Look at these tits. They don’t need to be…” A giggle escaped my lips. The heat flushed through my body. I shook my head. “They don’t need to be enhanced. Stop it.”

“I can’t,” Alice said, rising with grace, her big tits bouncing.

I looked down at my breasts. They swelled in my hand. They grew bigger and bigger, the pillowy flesh spilling about my fingers. I shivered. This couldn’t be happening. This wasn’t right. I wasn’t supposed to be a bimbo. I was supposed to control it. To have my own harem and…

I giggled.

“What’s so funny?” Alice asked as my tits were almost as big as hers. And they kept growing.

“Harem,” I said. “Haaaareeem. It’s such a funny word.”

I blinked, shaking my head. The heat spread through my thoughts. It was so smothering, like a muggy day in the south. But now that mugginess felt so yummy and soft and gooey and… I squeezed my big titties, shaking them. “Look at my big titties. They’re sooooo ginormous now.”

“They are,” Alice nodded. “And so pretty.”

I beamed at her. She was so nice. I was…supposed to be doing something. “You have to give me the bimbo serum now!”

“You just took it, silly,” Alice said. “Now you’re a bimbo. Isn’t that amazing?”

“Yes!” I giggled. I glanced at Annalee. “Look at my boobies. They’re as big as yours. We’re both bimbos. We’re both part of my harem.” I giggled again. “Such a funny word!”

“But don’t you know you’ve been poisoned,” Annalee said, her blue eyes so wide.

Fear shot through me. “Oh, no, poison is so very not good. Quick, you have to suck my wound. Get out the poison. Like a snakebite.” I turned my ass, wiggling it.

“I’m afraid that doesn’t work. You’re going to die unless you get the antidote.”

“Antidote?” Alice asked.

“Oh, no.” Then my eyes widened. Something rose out of my thoughts. “It’s my pussy juices. That’s the annidote for your poison.” I shoved my hands down between my thighs, rubbing them through my pussy.

Oh, that felt nice.

I coated them with my juices then brought them to my lips. I needed the annidote. I licked them, savoring my tart flavor. I shivered. I tasted so good and yummy and wonderful. I shoved my hands between my thighs, giggling in delight as I caressed my pussy. It was so hot and wet and itchy.

“That’s not the antidote,” Annalee said. “My pussy is. You have to lick it once a day, slut, or you’ll die.”

My eyes widened. “I don’t wanna die. Can I have your annidote?”

“I don’t know. You’d have to lick my pussy.”

I fell to my knees. “Pretty pretty please with gumdrops and sugar and spice on top. Let me lick your pussy. I’m so good at it. I’ll drink all your annidote and make cum. I like cumming. Don’t you?”

“I love it,” she moaned, leaning against the desk and spreading her legs.

Behind me, the elevator dinged. I didn’t care. I had to lick her pussy. I had to get my annidote. I crawled forward. She smelled so yummy so sweet. I buried my face between her thighs, licking so hard.

“That’s right, bitch, drink your antidote.”

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

Frank Jackman, CEO of BimboTech Chemicals

Alice stood naked with three other women. She let out such a sigh of relief as I stepped out of the elevator with the DC cops and Senator Murphy. The cops froze, blinking in shock and then grinning. One of the naked women, a redhead, stood frozen in a doorway. The other, blonde with a bimbo’s body, sat on a desk while a third woman, black-haired, devoured her pussy.

“Such yummy delicious annidote,” the black-haired woman, clearly a bimbo, moaned.

“Frank!” Alice said, racing across the room to me, her big tits bouncing.

I held my arms out wide for her. She crashed into me, her arms going around her neck. She shivered and shook, tears falling down her face. And then she was kissing me. Not my lips, but anywhere she could reach.

“You’re safe,” I said as the DC cops didn’t seem quite to know what to do. They expected a hostage rescue, not a lesbian orgy.

The blonde woman only shuddered, her eyes closed. “Eat my pussy, you fucking cunt.”

“Annalee?” Senator Murphy asked, walking to the desk.

The blonde woman opened her eyes, hardening. “Magnolia’s a little busy to plot with you, dyke. She’s got her tongue up my cunt.”

“What’s going on?” I asked Alice as she squirmed in her arms.

“I was kidnapped,” Alice said.

“Yeah, I know, I spoke to the kidnapper. Is that…Magnolia…?”

“She’s a bimbo now,” Senator Murphy said. Then her gaze swept around the room. “Thank you, Captain. I think we have things under control here. And, of course, I would appreciate your discretion.”

“Yeah, sure, Senator,” the Captain, an older cop with a pot belly stretching his blue uniform, nodded. “What about the man we have in custody downstairs?”

“Leave him with my man,” Senator Murphy said. “I think this was all a misunderstanding. I’m sorry to waste your time.”

“Right,” the cop said, his voice perfectly level.

“Frank?” my wife asked, glancing at Senator Murphy.

“She was with me when you were kidnapped,” I explained. “She’s quite angry at Magnolia Savage for doing it.”

“That’s who kidnapped me.” Alice’s green eyes were wide, recognizing the name. The CEO of Femme Allure, a makeup company. Alice used their products before she became a bimbo.

“Apparently, Magnolia found out about the bimbo serum a few weeks back and contacted Senator Murphy to be her ally. Someone in our company leaked it.”

“We didn’t discuss kidnapping you,” Senator Murphy said, her words ice as she stared at Magnolia licking the other bimbo’s pussy. “Just blocking you from selling it and ensuring her company got the rights.”

I looked at Magnolia. “What happened here?”

Alice explained while the blonde, Annalee Burrell, came hard on Magnolia’s mouth, heaping derision on the new bimbo. But Magnolia was a bimbo now, and the woman was just eager to please Annalee, licking her cunt through all the derogatory names until she fell back on the desk with a huge, satiated smile on her lips.

“We have to talk,” Senator Murphy said, her eyes critical. “I thought Magnolia was the woman to entrust the bimbo serum to.”

“But now?”

“I knew she was a calculating bitch, but I had no idea…” Senator Murphy looked at Alice. “I am so very sorry. I had no idea the woman had any plans at all about this. I don’t even know why she did this.”

“She thought you were cutting her out,” the redhead, Melissa, said. She was dressed now. “When you invited Frank to your party.”

“That paranoid bitch,” Senator Murphy spat, shaking her head. She gave Magnolia, kneeling on the ground with a happy smile on her face, a hard look. “And now she’s a bimbo. Permanently?”

“As far as I know,” I said.

Alice nodded in agreement.

“And what about me?” Annalee asked. “Is this permanent? Being smart again?”

“It’ll wear off in six or so hours,” Alice answered. “That’s as long as I’ve been able to make it last.”

Annalee’s face fell. “So I’ll go back to being like her.”

“Unless you get more,” I said. “You’re on the Femme Allure’s board, right? Senator Murphy told me about you on the ride over.”

“Yes. I’m one of the founders. We were friends in college, but she grew cold. She was trying to bully me off the board because I didn’t rubber stamp her decisions like the rest of the scared cows did. Which is why she turned me into a bimbo to demonstrate the serum to the rest of the board.” The blonde shivered.

“Yes, that is…unfortunate,” Senator Murphy said, voice tight.

“So let’s have Magnolia make you the new CEO,” I grinned. “She’ll do anything if you tell her to.”

“It’s how we came to own BT Chemicals,” Alice said. “Veronica injected herself with the serum without making sure there were no side-effects. Then she was just so happy to be our wife and give us the company.”

Annalee gave us hard looks. “And what’s my price to get the intelligence serum? I don’t want to be a bimbo.”

“Oh, it’s a lot of fun with the right people,” Alice said. “But I think I know what my husband’s wanting to do. BT Chemicals will buy Femme Allure from you. Your company has all the distribution contacts that our company lacks with retailers. You can get the Venus Serum in every boutique and high-end store in America.”

“And Europe, parts of South America and Asia.” Annalee licked her lips. “So I stay on as CEO?”

“Of course,” I grinned.

Alice turned to Senator Murphy. “And I hope we can count on your support. I know how much you like bimbos. And soon, you can be open about being gay.”

“This will change the world,” the lesbian senator agreed. “Women would have to be willing. This can’t be abused. I won’t have someone made into a bimbo against her will.”

“Of course,” I nodded, smiling, seeing the lust in her blue eyes.

She nodded her head. Then she glanced at Magnolia. “And what do we do with her?”

“Oh, I’m keeping her,” Annalee said. “I can’t wait to watch her fuck every guy I tell her to. Huh, won’t that be great?”

“But I’m a lezzie,” said Magnolia with a huge smile. “I like pussy and tits and more pussy.”

“Are you sure? I’m a scientist, remember, and I can tell you with 100% certainty that you also like cocks. Big, thick, throbbing cocks.”

“I do?” she asked, her eyes wide.

Annalee looked at me, a naughty gleam in her blue eyes. “You do. So go over there and suck your first dick. I bet that will make Frank so happy. After all, he’s buying your company. And you want to make him happy, don’t you?”

“Of course I do. And your a sciemitist. And sciemitists are always right.”

Annalee laughed in delight as Magnolia crawled to me, licking her lips, eager to suck her first cock. Senator Murphy shook her head. “Enjoy, Frank. I have to talk to my driver and make sure Alice’s kidnapper understands how lucky he is.”

“Thanks, Senator.”

“Delilah,” she said. “After all, I’ve fucked two of your wives. I think that puts us on first name basis.”

I laughed as my zipper rasped down. Magnolia reached into my dress slacks and boxers, pulling my cock out of my boxers. I was still sticky with Donna’s juices. Magnolia took a long lick up my shaft, her brown eyes widening.

“Your dick taste like pussy!” she squealed and then sucked as much of it into her mouth as she could.

I groaned, swaying at the sudden shock of pleasure rippling through me. I clenched my fists as my dick throbbed. It was so intense. Alice snuggled against me, her naked body pressed into my side. Her lips nuzzled against my ear as Magnolia sucked so hard.

“Enjoy. She’s a real cunt.”

“So was Veronica, and look at how she turned out.”

Alice laughed and then kissed me on the lips. I tasted tart pussy and sour ass. I groaned, loving it while Magnolia gave me an inexperienced, though enthusiastic, blowjob. She sucked and moaned, stroking my cock with her hands while she bobbed her mouth on the end. Her tongue darted at random as I moaned into my wife’s lips.

Alice was safe and sound. It was over before I even came to her rescue. I shouldn’t have been worried. My bimbo wife was smarter than me. I held her tight as her kidnapper groaned about my cock, moaning her excitement at blowing her first one. Her passion buzzed around the tip, sending delight tingling through me.

I broke the kiss, “Damn, Magnolia, you must really love cocks. You’re so hungry for my cum.”

“Mmm, you are, slut,” moaned Alice. “Frank and I are also both scientist, so we know a cock-hungry bimbo-whore when we see one. And you are that. You just burn to fuck and suck every cock you can.”

Magnolia shuddered, sucking even harder. She squeezed her blue eyes shut, moaning with such enthusiasm about my cock. My balls churned as her hand massaged them. Her tongue swirled about the crown, driving me wild.

I gripped her dark hair, my hips thrusting forward, fucking my cock in and out of those red lips, her big breasts trembling below. I savored my domination over this bimbo. She had tried to take the bimbo serum from us and failed.

Just like Veronica had.

“You are going to love being a bimbo-whore,” I groaned. “You’re going to love your first taste of cum. I know you’re excited. I can tell.”

She only moaned louder, sucking so hard.

“Cum in her mouth, Frank,” My wife moaned into my ear. My other hand slid down to grab her ass, pulling her tight. She humped against me, smearing her wet cunt on my dress slacks. “Just flood the whore’s mouth.”

“Yes,” I groaned, my balls swelling with pressure, my cum aching to explode out of me.

“Do it,” Alice moaned, grinding on me. Her juices soaked through my slacks as she shuddered. “Cum in the bitch’s mouth.”
“Oh, yes,” Annalee moaned,
shivering on the desk, rubbing her own pussy. “Make that dyke drink all your cum.”

“Y-yeah,” Melissa said. “She’s so horrible.”

I looked down at Magnolia, her dark eyes shining up at me with such eager lust. The woman who kidnapped my wife was gone. Now there was a far better bimbo in her place. Someone who would only bring joy and happiness, and get such pleasure from it. My hand tightened in her dark hair. I groaned.

I flooded her mouth.

The cum pumped from my balls. My jizz spurted out of my cock into her hungry mouth. She swallowed it all, squeezing her eyes shut, savoring her first taste of a man’s cum. She gulped it down with such enthusiasm, sucking hard to get every last drop. I groaned, squeezing my wife’s naked ass as she ground on me harder and harder.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Alice hissed into my ear, her bimbo body cumming hard, more juices soaking into my slacks.

Magnolia sucked a final time, then she pulled her mouth from my cock. “Wow, that was so yummy. I don’t know why I thought I was a lezzie before. You were so right, Mr. Sciemitist.”

“Uh-huh,” I said as my wife shuddered against me, her ass clenching beneath my hands. “Now go back to your mistress. I’m sure she’ll find more cocks for you to enjoy.”

“Oh, I will,” Annalee moaned. “And you will hold your end of the bargain?”

“When we see you in the morning and buy your company, you’ll get another dose,” Alice said. “Let’s make sure everything is final first.”

Annalee smiled. “I understand. You don’t trust me.”

“Trust comes with time,” I shrugged as Alice put away my cock. “Now I need to get my wife back to our hotel room.”

“Yes,” Alice moaned. “And keep an eye out on her.”

“Oh, Melissa and I will have a long talk,” Annalee promised, glancing at the redhead.

Magnolia’s executive assistant paled and swallowed.

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

Alice Jackman, Chief Research Scientist of BimboTech Chemicals

The bimbos swarmed me the moment I stepped into our hotel room. Frank had them sent there when he came to my rescue. They were all wet, fresh from the shower. After their gangbang at the party, I bet they were just filthy with cum and pussy juices. I was so sad to miss it and so glad to hear about all our new investors. With powerful Republicans and Democrats behind us in both the House and Senate, we would have no problems changing the world.

People were just so horny. Sex really did make everything happen.

“You’re back,” Janet said, hugging me.

“I was so scared,” Nicole said, her eyes wide. “Kidnapping is such a bad thingie.”

“Crime,” I suggested to the former cop.

“Yes, a crime-thingie. I know all about those,” she nodded. “I was a police office.”
“Officer,” Frank said.

“Such a funny word. Kidnapping. You’re not a kid, Alice,” Becca said, pressing on my right. “Your boobs are too ginormous to be a kid.”

“Uh-huh,” Veronica nodded, her eyes so serious.

“You missed Frank making me preggers,” Donna said, bouncing behind Janet and Nicole. “He was the only cock that fucked my pussy all night. He kept me full of his babies.”

“You might be pregnant,” Frank said. “But I’ll keep fucking you until you are.”

“Yippee.”

And then the bimbos were pulling me through the Presidential Suite of the Ritz-Carlton to one of the bedrooms. Their hands touched me, stroked me, like they wanted to make sure I wasn’t hurt or anything. And their touch felt wonderful. My body responded. The last of the stress of the night melted free.

I was back with my family. Frank and all our naughty bimbo wives.

They pushed me down on the bed, their bodies pressing against me, lips kissing and tongues licking. They were like a hungry pack of dogs. The sexiest, hottest dogs ever. Their hands caressed me as they licked and nuzzled my body.

Becca and Janet took my feet, sucking on my toes, sending such naughty delight rippling through my body. Donna and Veronica sucked on my fat, pink nipples. They were so sensitive. The pleasure rippled through my body, making me squirm and moan. Nicole slid between my thighs, a huge grin on her face, her brown hair framing her excitement.

She buried her into my wet pussy and licked.

“Oh, yes,” I gasped as they sucked and licked and nibbled on my body. “Oh, you wonderful bimbos. Oh, I missed you all.”

“We were soooo super-duper scared,” Becca said before she sucked on the big toe of my right foot.”

“Uh-huh,” Janet moaned before her tongue licked up my sole, making me tremble.

“You missed out on the bouquet!” moaned Veronica before she sucked on my nipple.

“Bouquet?” I asked in confusion.

“Bukakke,” Frank answered, watching us as he stripped naked. “She keeps calling it bouquet.”

“So much yummy cum. Just a bouquet of it,” Veronica moaned between hard sucks on my nipple.

“Oh, I know. I was looking forward to it,” I gasped, shuddering at the pleasure wreathing my body. I trembled, my eyes rolling back into my head. It was soooo good feeling them lick and tongue me. They drove me wild.

Nicole’s tongue wiggled deep into my pussy, swirling through my folds. I shuddered, groaning, my body heaving. Donna’s lips sucked so hard on my nipple, staying attached as my breasts jiggled. Veronica’s popped off, but she found it again, nipping with her teeth, her blue eyes flashing with joy.

I groaned, my pussy clenching on Nicole’s delightful tongue, her cute nose nuzzling my clit. I shuddered, sparks shooting through my body, meeting the wonder tingling up my legs and racing from my nipples.

They were all so wonderful. So loving. I couldn’t wait for the world to experience the delight of bimbos. Some men would give their bimbos the intelligent serum, or those bimbos could arrange to receive regular treatments for a cost. But so many would just be these wonderful, caring, happy creatures that just wanted to cum and make you cum.

They just wanted to love and be loved.

It would make the world so much nicer. So much better.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned, humping against Nicole’s face, my toes curling as Becca and Janet licked them.

Veronica nipped my nipple again, shooting more delight through me. My body responded. I trembled in pure delight, the pleasure building and building in me. I groaned, Becca sucking as much of my breast into her mouth as possible, her tongue batting the nub, driving me wild.

I shuddered again. It was all so much. I felt their love. I drank it in. And then I exploded. My orgasm burst through me. I writhed on the bed. It creaked and squeaked beneath me. I moaned and heaved, loving the bliss, drinking it in, letting it wash over me and bathe my mind with such bliss.

It was rapture.

I never wanted it to stop. I wanted it to keep going over and over, a never ending flood of ecstasy. It sounded wonderful. It had me heaving. I gasped and moaned, screaming out my orgasm for all the hotel to hear.

And then I saw Frank as I writhed, stroking his cock, watching me with such relief in his eyes. He must have been so scared. I heaved and bucked, surrounded by our bimbos. Another orgasm shuddered through me.

“Nicole,” I groaned. “You need to move, sweetie. Our husband wants to fuck me.”

“Yay!” Nicole said, the lithe brunette bimbo bouncing as she moved out of the way, her tits heaving. “She’s all wet and hot and yummy for you, honey.”

“Thanks,” Frank said, giving her a hot kiss.

Nicole shuddered, such joy bursting on her face. They all loved Frank so much. They were all so eager to please him. She grabbed his cock, pumping it while my husband savored the flavor of my pussy on her lips.

Then she broke away, ushering him forward.

The other bimbos pulled away, clapping and cheering, so excited for Frank to fuck me. Donna and Veronica pulled on his shoulders while Janet and Becca grabbed his cock, guiding it to my still spasming cunt, my orgasm dying.

And then Frank was in me and fanned my flames.

“Alice,” he groaned, my pussy spasming about his cock.

“Frank,” I groaned, beaming at him as he sank all the way into my pussy. A woman’s tongue was nice, but I needed a man’s cock in me. My husband’s.

He was almost as big as a Black man, but he also knew how to fuck me with it. His was my favorite cock.

I kissed him hard, tasting myself faintly on his lips. I shuddered at my spicy musk, my pussy clenching so hard on his dick as he drew back and slammed in. I moaned, humping into him, wrapping my thighs about his body. My nipples throbbed as my tits pillowed against his strong chest. His heavy balls smacked into my taint, my clit rubbing against his pubic hair and groin.

He fucked me as hard as he kissed me. There was such an urgency about his motions, a desperate desire to be in me, to give me pleasure, to feel my embrace. I shared it, bucking into his thrusts, moaning into his kiss as he kept me cumming and cumming. I clutched so hard to him. Rapture washed through my mind.

“Fuck her, honey,” Janet said.

“Fill her with so much yummy cum,” moaned Becca.

“Make her preggers, too,” Donna cheered.

“Preggers,” cheered Nicole.

“They are so very beautiful,” Veronica said. “Makes my pussy all hot and itch and…oh, Donna, yes pet my pussy!”

The bimbos moaned around us, touching, caressing, loving each other. They squealed in delight as I shuddered on my husband’s cock. The pleasure washed through my mind as I held him, his balls slamming into my taint. I spasmed about his dick, milking him.

And then it happened. That wonderful moment. His cock buried into me. His cum flooded into my hungry pussy. I shuddered beneath him, gasping, moaning. My nipples rasped across his muscular chest as I convulsed, my orgasm bursting even hotter.

Rapture flooded my body.

Cum flooded my pussy.

Our bimbos writhed about us.

I kissed my husband. So glad to be safe with him. I shuddered and then I was crying. I was kidnapped tonight. I was taken. I could have been hurt. I might never have seen Frank again. He wrapped his arms about me, holding me, loving me.

Making me feel safe.

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

Delilah Murphy, Senator of the Great State of Indiana

“Honey,” Natasha beamed as the elevator doors to my secret penthouse beamed. She was naked, as usual. It was costing me a lot more in heating the place to make sure it was warm enough for my bimbo wife to run around naked. “Yay, you’re here. I’m soooo horny.”

“I bet,” I grinned. “I have a treat for you. This is Kimberley. She’s our secret lesbian wife, too.”

“Wow,” Natasha said as Kimberley, my new bimbo curtsy of one of Frank’s product testers, darted in. I had been with her during the testing, making sure she wanted to be a bimbo.

She absolutely did. She was so happy to be sexy and skinny and desirable.

Kimberley darted to Natasha, hugging her hard, the pair kissing like they were lovers who had known each other forever instead of a pair of bimbos who had just met. I grinned at them, the heat rising in my pussy.

“And you won’t have to be my secret wives for much longer,” I said, though neither were paying attention. “It’s just two months away. And then the world will change and I can show you off to them.”

The Bills were already in draft, passed along by the Senators and Congressmen who also had their own bimbos at home. Some were wives, some were secretaries, and all were volunteers, eager to be as beautiful as possible. Part of me was sad about how superficial women could be trading perfect beauty for intelligence, but another part of me grinned at the two bimbos kissing before me.

I wonder how many I could have?

And how much longer before I gave in and took the serum myself. I had guarantees from Frank and Alice that they would keep me supplied with intelligence serum. Alice had another breakthrough. It now lasted a little more than a day. Though she said she preferred the hour version. “I just have so much fun being an airhead. You have to try it once.”

Maybe I would. But until then, I had two horny women with two yummy pussies and tasty asses to lick.

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

Frank Jackman, CEO of BimboTech Chemicals

My cock throbbed as my pregnant bimbo wife sucked my cock. Five months pregnant, her belly had a delicious swell to it. I sat on the couch in our living room, Alice on my right, Veronica on my left, Becca nibbling on Alice’s clit, Janet and Nicole cuddled naked on the chair, their big breasts pressed tight.

On screen was Annalee, in a gorgeous business suit skirt, standing before a bank of microphones, wrapping up her press conference. The crawl at the bottom of the news report read: “CEO Annalee Burrell of Femme Allure Venus Serum Press Conference.” The picture shrank as the two anchors at the news desk began their commentary.

“I think she explained that quite succinctly,” the female anchor said, a beauty pushing into her forties, her blonde hair falling around her face smooth cheeks. I could see the signs of plastic surgery keeping her looking young. “And it is just a fascinating product.”

“Even with the side-effects?” her male co-anchor said.

“Well, the FDA and both houses of Congress have held hearings and only a minority of them have objected, along with many feminist groups,” said the female anchor. “But polls show women are eager for this product. Already, department stores around the nation are unlocking their doors to the long lines waiting to get in. Women want the Venus Serum, side-effects and all.”

Alice shifted beside me, smiling at the lines of women crowding outside stores. It was like Black Friday. We were about to become billionaires. Trillionaires.

“Even noted feminist Senator Delilah Murphy is on-board,” the female reporter said. “And wasn’t that brave of her to come out as a lesbian today and stand proud with her four bimbo girlfriends.”

“It’s happening,” Alice moaned, her voice throaty. My cock throbbed. No more obstacles. The mole who betrayed us to Magnolia was found and fired, our new friends in Congress and the FDA had ensured there were no serious opposition, and Femme Allure had millions of doses of the serum shipped to stores.

It was happening. The world was changing before our very eyes.

“Up next,” the female anchor said, “I try out the Venus Serum myself. You’ll get to see it live on air.”

“Oh, that will be interesting,” Alice panted.

“Yeah,” I grunted and came into my pregnant bimbo’s mouth.

Donna gulped my cum down, her eyes sparkling with joy. Alice came a moment later. The news cut to commercial for the Venus Serum. Advertising had been hitting hard, showing women transforming on screen, including one of Senator Murphy’s new girlfriends.

The world would be far better populated by bimbos.

“They’re so beautiful,” Veronica giggled. “Just like me. Thank you, honey, for improvising me.”

“Yes!” Alice moaned, her orgasm peaking.

And then they both kissed me. The other bimbos squealed their love, moving in to swamp us in a loving pile of curvy, busty flesh.

The END

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Twins are soooo much fun.

These six weeks were going to take FOREVER. I knew that. I tried to keep myself busy, but there was too much Amy going through my mind. We e-mailed everyday and spoke at least every other day. Amy was exactly the kind of woman I liked. She is very open and straightforward, she doesn’t play mind games. What you see is what you get. If I wasn’t falling for her, it had to be something pretty damn close to that.

I stayed away from the Pussy Train for the six weeks. Robin went a few times, but we played more poker than usual; did pretty well, too. I won twice and finished 4th once and Robin finished in the money twice. We skated a few times, went out drinking a bit; anything to keep my mind off Amy.

Finally the six weeks were over. When the night came, I skipped poker altogether. I didn’t want to risk anything. I made sure to be at the crossing by the Millers’ farm on time. It was just me this week; no Robin. As usual the train pulled in at 10:00 and I boarded. I didn’t see Amy right away, but took care of the disrobing to be sure I stayed on the train. I walked around the car a bit and finally saw Amy. But there was more. Elly was here, too. When I walked up to them they looked at me with the cutest and most innocent look.

“Hi Will,” they said in unison.

I couldn’t tell them apart.

“Hi,” I replied rather nervously.

“Aren’t you going to give me a hug,” they chirped, again in unison.

I leaned forward and hugged Amy. Then I turned and hugged Amy. I was so confused. They were giggling.

“You have no idea if I’m Amy, do you?” the one on the left asked.

“Maybe it’s me.” the other giggled.

I had no idea what to do. I stood there feeling MOST awkward likely with a very goofy look on my face. They moved over to me, threw their arms around me and kissed either side of my neck. This eased my tension somewhat. Then the one on the right squeezed my nipple. I jumped back from them and pointed at the one on the right.

“You’re Amy! Only Amy would have known what that does to me!”

“Easy Tiger,” said the one on the right, “Maybe I told Elly about everything we did.”

“Or maybe I told her,” giggled the other.

After a short pause the one on the left spoke.

“Here’s the deal. We’ll give you 10 minutes to figure out who’s who. If you answer correctly when tested you earn a prize. If not, you’ll be punished.”

“What if I decline?” I asked.

“If you choose not to take the test, there’s no prize OR punishment.”

“Guess I have no choice. What can I do to decide who’s who?”

“You can do whatever you think will tell you.” said the one on the left.

“Okay. Deal. But first let’s make this fair. I need to be able to tell you apart in case you move or we get separated for whatever reason. Wait here.”

I went to the bar and spoke to the bartender. In short order I came back. I pointed at the one on the left.

“Come here, please.”

She sidled over and I lifted up the sharpie marker I had borrowed. I drew a ‘1’ on her right breast. Then I motioned for the other to come over and drew a ‘2’ on HER right breast. They giggled.

“First I will kiss each of you. Number 1 will start things off.”

She came over. I bent my head down and kissed her lightly on the lips. The kiss grew more passionate with our tongues becoming intertwined. As we kissed, I ran my hands around her back and ass. She let out the odd little moan. After about a minute I broke the kiss.

“Next?” I called with a chuckle.

Number 2 came to me and I did the same with her. I started off light and slow with my lips caressing hers. Just as I was going to slip my tongue inter her mouth, she put hers in mine. I KNEW this kiss. We were both moaning. My hands her roaming wherever they could reach. Hers were caressing the back of my head as you tongues made love. When the minute was up I pushed her back. After a second or two to catch my breath I spoke.

“Next, contestant one will come over and suck my cock while I sample contestant 2’s breasts.”

“Yes, sir,” they said in unison.

1 got on her knees and wrapped her lips around my rigid dick while 2 stood before me offering her breasts to me. I started caressing and squeezing her breasts. I squeezed her nipples. She moaned. I squeezed harder and she moaned louder. Number one was doing a very good job with her tongue on my cock. I was enjoying this a lot. After a few minutes I tapped 1 on the head with my finger.

“Time to switch.”

2 took to her knees and put my shiny wet cock in her mouth while 1 gave me HER perfect boobs. I did the same to 1 and I had done to 2, but when it came to pinching and squeezing her nipples I got a different reaction. She winced a bit and pulled back slightly. This cinched it. After enjoying the activities for a few minutes I stepped back. As I pulled my cock from 2’s mouth it made an audible popping sound. She was sucking hard. They stood up and put an arm around each others’ shoulder.

“Time’s up, stud. Who’s who?” the said together.

I pointed at 1 and said, “You’re Elly.” Then I pointed at 2 and said, “And that makes YOU Amy.”

They giggled and nodded. Then they each took a hand and led me into the other cars. Just as before we went to the last car and settled on a bed.

“What gave it away?” asked Amy.

“I had it figured out as soon as you kissed me. I will never forget the way you kiss. Don’t get me wrong, Elly. I LOVED kissing you, but kissing Amy is a bit different. And then the boobs made me sure.”

“How?” asked Elly.

“When I pinched you nipples you didn’t seem to like it, but Amy LOVES that. Now there was something about a prize. I distinctly remember something about a prize if I answered correctly.”

“You’re right. You DO get a prize, but what? Maybe a nice kiss?” said Amy.

“No, he’s had that.” replied Elly.

“A blow job?”

“No. We sucked his dick already.”

“Maybe a hot fuck?”

“No. All he did was answer a question. It’s not like he solved world hunger or something.” They were having fun with this.

“I know!” chirped Amy.

She moved cover to Elly, put her hands on her shoulders and pulled her closer. Her lips made contact with her sisters’. They kissed deeply. I saw their tongues mingling with each other. Amy was the aggressor, but Elly wasn’t resisting at all. I was stunned. This had never even occurred to me. Sure I’d THOUGHT about it, but I NEVER thought there was a chance it might actually happen. After about 5 minutes the kiss ended and I sat there speechless, staring at them with my mouth open in awe.

They came back over to me and attached their lips to my neck. After a second Amy whispered in my ear.

“You can close your mouth now Will”

I moved back and tried my best to regain my composure. They were both sitting on they knees smiling at me.

“You never told my anything about this, Amy” I said.

“There’s a LOT we have yet to discuss, Will.”

Again I was stunned. Elly moved over pushed me onto my back and kissed me. Amy moved between my legs and took my twitching cock into her hot mouth. Amy’s head bobbed up and down as I kissed her sister. This was incredible. After a few minutes Amy pulled her mouth off my cock. I was a little disappointed, but when I felt the hotness of her pussy engulf my member I was once again delirious. Elly and I kissed a while longer as Amy bounced on my happy cock. When we were catching our breath I spoke up.

“Come here, Elly.” I said while motioning her over with my index finger. She moved in to kiss me and I stopped her.

“I want your pussy, Elly. Sit on my face.”

She beamed a huge smile and climbed over my head. As her pussy descended I noted that she was freshly shaved just like her sister. As she slowly lowered her pussy onto my awaiting tongue I captured the musky aroma of her womanhood. She smelled just like Amy. When she got close I stuck out my tongue and licked her outer lips. She moaned.

“Fuck this is so hot Will!” exclaimed Amy between grunts as she rode like I was a bronco.

Elly didn’t say anything, but let moans and groans escape her as my tongue and lips got to know her pussy. She began to gyrate her hips and grind her pussy into my face. As she did this Amy’s pussy began to convulse around my cock.

“Fuck, Will! I’m cumming! Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuuuuuuuuck!!!”

Her pussy muscles were contracting like a wave and this pushed me over the edge.

“Fuck me, Amy! Oh fuck! Oh yes! Yeeeeeeessss!”

“Yes! Fill my cunt with you cum, Will!”

Now Elly started to scream and her gyrations stopped. She screamed more and then it happened. Her pussy let forth with a jet of sizzling, hot liquid that hit me square in the mouth, causing me to choke and cough. When she was done Elly rolled off me and fell into a heap sighing.

“Oh yeah. Elly squirts when she cums, Will so be ready for it.” Amy said with a chuckle.

After we all got our breath back we relaxed on the bed in a three-way kiss with all three tongues playing with each other.

“I’m going to have to write a letter to Penthouse Forum about THIS.” I said

We laughed and we kissed some more.

“Okay. We HAVE to talk.” I started. “How long have you guys been doing this? Do you do it a lot? I thought you said Elly was more reserved? Why…”

Amy interrupted.

“Down, boy. One at a time.”

“Okay. How long have you been doing stuff like this?”

“You mean us together or both of us with a guy?” Amy asked?

“The latter.”

“First time with a guy, but we’ve been doing stuff with each other all our lives. When we were little girls we’d play games and the loser had to kiss the winners’ pussy. Back then it was punishment, but we soon learned that it felt really good and things developed from there.”

I couldn’t speak. I was blown away. A minute or two went by and I turned to Elly.

“From what Amy told me about your first trip on the Pussy Train it sounded like it’s not your thing? Am I right?”

“For the most part yes, but after the last time Amy told me all about her encounter with you I had to meet you.”

“I told you last time, Will. It was the details that got her to come and when she heard about all the hot things we did six weeks ago – that was it.” Amy said.

“Someone pinch me. I HAVE to be dreaming.” I said.

Elly reached down and pinched the head of my cock.

“OW!!”

Elly and Amy laughed.

“This is very real Will,” said Amy. “We’re in town for a week. Let’s leave the questions for later and just enjoy each other.”

And with that we laid back on the bed and resumed our kissing, fondling and whatever else came to mind. After a few hours I looked at my watch and saw it was close to time for me to disembark.

“I have to go. Can we get together while you’re here?” I inquired.

“Of course. Let’s meet for coffee tomorrow. I’ll text you when and where in the morning.” answered Amy.

“See you then, girls.”

By this time we were back in the main car and I was almost dressed. The train stopped and I gave them each a deep kiss before I exited.

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Steve edits his classroom to teach his nubile schoolgirls naughty lessons.

Editing Reality

Book Two: Sultry Fantasies Unleashed

Chapter Seven: The Naughty Classroom

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

James Davies

Myles Waller strolled up to me, tie loose, a big grin on his friendly face. “Hey, James, my man.”

“Hey,” I said, the other students of Rainier Christian College streaming around us, heading to the cafeteria or other parts of campus during the lunch break. “What’s up.”

“Wonder Woman,” Myles said, pausing before me, his voice low.

I sighed. Another guy wanting me to draw his dream girl.

“I would love to tie her up with the lasso of truth and just go to town on her,” Myles said, his grin going larger. “What do you say?” He pulled out a thick envelope. Waved it.

I wanted to say now. I was getting annoyed creating dream women. I spent all weekend drawing girls, but… Wonder Woman… Damn, that would be hot. My dick throbbed and twitched as I took the envelope from him.

“Sure,” I told him. “After classes, she’ll be ready.”

“Awesome.” Myles grabbed both my shoulders, shaking me. “My man, you are amazing. I don’t know how you and Seth are doing it. Just love it.”

I nodded my head. “Sure.” Why did I feel so awkward about this? I had these god-like powers, and I still felt like a dumb, young man. “You got it.”

Myles gave a final grin than sauntered off.

Orihime burst into giggles. “My man?” she said, her voice low. “Who talks like that?”

“I thought you didn’t want to draw any more dream girls,” Ruri said, my other girlfriend taking my hand.

“It’s Wonder Woman,” I said, shrugging.

At first, the idea of Dreamgirl Delight was amazing, but I was doing all this work. When I could make anything, nothing material really held value. I could be doing something better with my power. I could be… What? Beyond making hot girls, what else could I really do? There had to be something. I could create anything by drawing it.

Orihime took my other arm. I loved the softness of her large breast pressing against me through her blouse. “If you want to draw another hot girl, I say go for it. Make yourself happy.”

“He’s not happy drawing them,” Ruri said. “You should get back to drawing your comic. Our adventures are not complete.”

“Yeah,” I said. That was my dream to draw manga-style comics. I had a webcomic that wasn’t successful, but I didn’t mind. I was having fun drawing Ruri and Orihime adventure. “But I have you in real life. I don’t have to imagine you any longer.”

Orihime pressed herself closer to me. “You’re so sweet.”

Ruri squeezed my hand.

We kept walking. I had another class to go to. Did I even need college? My parents would freak out if I dropped out, but… What more did I need to learn? Then again, what would I do if I wasn’t here? I needed something important. Something amazing to do.

Ahead, Seth rounded the corner. My friend held a stack of papers. He saw me and grinned. He headed towards me, his blue eyes bright. He ran his free hand through his light-brown hair. He reached me and thrust the papers out before him.

“Look at this,” he said. “We got the orders surging in.”

I groaned. “I’m getting kinda tired of just drawing. That’s all I did.”

“But we’re making a lot of money,” Seth said.

I shrugged. My phone beeped. I released Ruri’s hand to pull it out of my pocket. I checked it and sighed. There was a text from Vin asking for a character called Mii to be drawn. I frowned at that and shoved my phone back into my pocket.

“I know we’re making money but…” I shook my head. “It just doesn’t seem to matter. I could just make us money.”

“Where’s the fun in that?” Seth asked, frowning as he stared at me. “This is important. We have customers to satisfy.”

“Yeah,” I said. “It’s just… draining.”

Seth’s brow furrowed. “Okay. I get it and…” He grabbed his phone, frowning. “Hmm.”

“What?” I asked.

He put his phone back into his pocket. “Yurika was texting me about a customer. He wants to higher five girls for the entire day.”

Orihime giggled. “I hope he has plenty of electrolytes.”

I smiled. “Yeah. They’ll drain him dry.”

Seth nodded. “Well, here’s the list of girls. I hope you’ll do it.”

I glanced down at the names and… Seeing them sent a surge of excitement through me. I recognized most of them. They would be fun to draw. My eyes scrolled down them, Anime girls, some video game girls, and… “Who’s Ce’Nedra?”

“Some chick from a book or something,” Seth said. “Google will be your friend. So, you think about it.”

“Yeah,” I said, nodding, a smile growing. I stared down at the list. There were definitely some fun girls to draw on here. I felt reinvigorated.

“Oh, I told your dad you joined the chess club,” Seth added. “In case he talks to you, we have our story straight.”

Seth strolled off. I stared at the names. Katara, Winry, Kei Kishimoto… Damn, Kei had those huge tits. She would be great to draw. “Hey, Orihime, I’m going to be in the art class. Could you get me lunch? I have some drawing to do.”

Orihime bit her lip. “You sure?”

“Yeah,” I said, smiling. “Man, there are some hotties on here. This will be great.”

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Steve Davies

My wife stepped into the classroom as my last students filed out. The moment she did, she pulled off the pink scrub tops she was wearing, her large breasts coming into view in a lacy, purple bra. Her auburn hair swept around her shoulders as she folded her top and set it on a desk.

“Thought I’d join you for lunch,” she said, a big smile on her lips. She reached behind her and unhooked her bra.

“Feel anything different about this class?” I asked as her large breasts came into view.

“Different?” she asked, dropping her bra on her top. “No. Why?” She looked around, her breasts swaying. Then she bent down to take off her flats, her feet clad in a cute pair of ankle socks. “No, it looks the same.”

“Really?” I asked, struggling not to grin as she pushed down her scrub bottoms, her lacy panties coming into view. Her breasts dangled before her as she stepped out of her pants. “Nothing.”

“No,” she said. She flicked her eyes around again. “What did you do?” Her fingers hooked her panties’ waistband and then peeled those off her hips, her auburn bush coming into sight. “Is the room… bigger?”

“No, it’s the same size.”

She folded her panties and set them on her clothing before she bent her left leg so she could grab her sock and peel it off. She shifted, removing the other, her head sweeping around. She put her hands on her hips.

“What, Steve?”

“You haven’t noticed what you did?” I asked her. “The moment you walked in.”

“No,” she said. “I just stripped naked like I should when I enter here. What’s so strange about that.”

“Do you normally strip naked when you walk into any other room?”

Her forehead furrowed. Then her eyes widened. “Oh, you pervy teacher. Are all your naughty, nubile students stripping off their clothes while you’re teaching them? She sauntered to me, this wicked gleam flashing in her green eyes. “All those firm, young breasts staring at you.”

I winked at her.

Just as she reached me, the door flew open. My wife glanced over her shoulder, not trying to hide her body. It was our youngest daughter, Sam. The tomboy flew in, her short, fiery hair swaying about her face. Her hands peeled off her gray sweater vest. Beneath, her tie swayed over her white blouse.

“I saw Mom coming here,” Sam said, her fingers undoing her blouse with haste, her eyes bright. “Are we fucking?”

“I guess so,” my wife said, smiling. “So… just getting naked, Sam?”

“D’oh, Mom,” Sam said. “You get naked in Dad’s classroom. It’s no biggie. Look at you. You’re naked.”

My wife giggled as Sam’s small breasts came into view. They were firm and perky. She hadn’t worn a bra today, her nipples pink and hard. Her skirt swayed about her thighs. She unzipped it, letting it drop down her feet.

She wasn’t wearing panties, either, naughty girl.

Sam clapped her hands together, her small breasts quivering. “Okay, let’s get—”

Becky burst into the room and shouted, “Daddy, I want to give you that titty fuck right now!”

I blinked at the force of my eldest daughter’s words, her hands already unzipping her skirt. It dropped down her thighs as she stared at me with this strange, eager need. She quivered as she ripped off her sweater vest, her large tits jiggling.

“Please, Daddy,” Becky moaned, her hands squeezing her breasts through her bra.

“Sure,” I said, my cock swelling hard.

“Good,” she said, relief sweeping over her face.

I frowned at that as Sam shot over to me and grabbed my cock. “I’ll get him hard for you.”

“Kumquat!” I groaned as my youngest fell to her knees and engulfed my dick. She sucked hard, her head bobbing up and down my cock. Pleasure rippled from me. My balls tightened. I gripped her short hair as she sucked.

Becky loosened her tie and took it off then attacked the buttons. My wife sat down on a desk. Her hands fondled her own big breasts, licking her lips as our eldest daughter stripped naked. Becky’s soft-green bra, matching her panties, came into view. She slipped off her blouse and then unhooked her bra. Her tits were almost as big as my wife’s.

Sam sucked hard on my dick. Her mouth hollowed as she worked, my dick throbbing in her. Becky shoved down her panties next. She stepped out of it and dropped her panties on the ground. Then she hurried over to me, grabbing her tits.

“Okay, kumquat,” I said. “Your sister wants to give me a titty fuck.”

Sam sighed and popped her mouth off. “Right, right.” She stood up. “Go get him, tiger.” Sam smacked Becky’s naked rump. “I primed him for you.”

Becky blinked then nodded her head.

“Mommy’s got something you can suck on,” purred my wife, hefting her tits.

Sam grinned and then darted to Linda. Sam had a lithe body. Her legs were toned, her form sleek. She buried her face between her mother’s tits, Linda hugging our daughter to those lush boobs.

Then Becky was before me. Her eyes were wild with passion. She had changed so much since I’d edited her. She was so bold now. Open. She was doing such naughty things, coming out of her shell. It was wonderful.

She pushed me back until I hit my chair. I sat my naked ass down on it. I’d grown used to that feeling since I’d all day nude and enjoying the girls of my classes. It was incredible what I did here. This classroom would be mine. I had to make sure the school administration didn’t try to transfer me to another room.

My daughter knelt before me and wrapped her breasts around my cock. They were soft and sleek. She stared up at me with such an eager look on her face. She smiled as she squeezed her tits about my hard dick.

“What?” I asked her.

“Just… This feels nice,” she said. She rubbed her breasts up and down my cock, massaging me. “I just had to make sure.”

“That my cock would still feel nice between your breasts?” I frowned. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m just being silly,” she said. “You know, that hormonal girl thing or something.”

“Right,” I said. I remember those days. Everything felt so life and death sometimes. I groaned as she slid her breasts up and down my cock, massaging me. Her nipples caressed my stomach. My dick throbbed between her. “Well, whenever you need to give me a titty fuck…”

“Your father will always be eager to do it,” my wife said.

Sam giggled.

Becky smiled up at me.

I shuddered as she worked her tits up and down my cock. My hands clenched the armrest of my chair. It creaked as I shifted, the slick material of the fake leather sticking to my skin. Pleasure spilled down my shaft to my balls, my precum spilling over those lush breasts.

She grinned at me as she worked her tits up and down. Her eyes were bright. It was great to see her relax. To know I was helping my daughter out by letting her do this to me. Her nipples caressed my stomach. She stroked me faster.

“So, anything nice happen?” I asked her casually. “With a professor?”

She grinned at me. “Well, Tonya and I are having a private meeting with Ms. Esmeralda. Some extra credit studying.”

“Great,” I said, glad my editing already had taken effect. I was giving my daughter a little help in her eager desire to seduce her professors. “Have fun.”

“Oh, we will,” Becky moaned, her delicious tits rubbing up and down my cock.

Incestuous bliss shot through me. I groaned at the wicked delight. This heat swept through me, aching my balls. My toes curled. I gripped the hands as the pleasure surged through me. She squeezed into her tits, pressing them tight around my hard cock.

My wife moaned. Sam had found something new to suck on: Linda’s pussy. Our youngest was bent over, her cute tush pointed at me, her shaved pussy gleaming tight between her thighs. She wiggled back and forth, caressing her rump. It was just a delicious treat. Juices trickled down her thighs.

Becky worked her breasts faster. Her hard nipples rubbed into my belly. I glanced back down at her. Her green eyes gleamed at me. Her auburn braid swayed down her back as her head moved. She gave me a big smile.

Then she darted her head down and sucked on the tip of my cock as it emerged from between her breasts.

I groaned, gripping the chair. This heat swelled through my balls, the pressure growing. They twitched and throbbed. The pressure built and built in me. I ground my teeth together. Sweat broke across my brow as she sucked on my dick every time the crown popped out of the valley of her breasts.

Her tongue fluttered around my cock’s crown, stroking me before her breasts engulfed me in that soft, silky heaven. It was two different treats, one following the other. My fingers dug into the chair. My heart pounded in my chest. This heat swelled through me. I groaned through my teeth. My eyes squeezed shut.

“Fuck!” I growled.

“Mmm, you like that, Daddy?” Becky purred.

“Of course, angel.” My eyes squeezed shut as she sucked again. Her cheeks hollowed.

The pressure surged through me. Her lips sealed around my dick’s tip. She nursed with hunger between strokes. She massaged me. Precum spilled out of my cock for her to suck up. My fingers dug into the armrest. Her tits slid up my shaft, engulfing me in her soft flesh again.

I growled as I erupted.

My cum burst from my cock and up between her breasts. They were still squeezed about my dick. My jizz boiled up between her breasts, spilling over her tits. She slid them down, the next blast splashing across her face. My daughter cooed in delight. Her hips wiggled back and forth. She opened her mouth, catching the next eruption.

I groaned, cum dripping from my daughter’s lips as the pleasure slammed into my mind. My blood boiled. Stars danced across my vision. My teeth ground together. It was incredible. This amazing pleasure surged through me.

“Shit,” I groaned as my orgasm peaked.

“Mmm, you’re welcome, Daddy,” Becky said, smiling up at me, my milky jizz dripping across her youthful features.

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Becky Davies

I felt better as Sam licked Daddy’s cum off my tits. Whatever that strange tingle I felt when Seth helped me pick up my spilled belongings was just a fluke. A normal attraction you felt for someone else. I was scared I wouldn’t find Daddy attractive.

It was so stupid. I loved Daddy. He was the only man for me.

I shuddered as Sam’s tongue flicked up to my nipple. She sucked on it, her mouth hot. My sister sent incestuous delight through my body. I groaned as the pleasure shot through me. My fingers clenched against the chair. My body trembled. I whimpered as she sucked.

I smiled, stroking her short hair, feeling so naughty while Mom gasped in the background, enjoying Daddy’s cock. My nipple throbbed, shooting delight down to my pussy. My cunt grew hotter and hotter as I watched Daddy’s ass flex as he plowed her hard.

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Steve Davies

Becky had a bounce to her step when she left the classroom with the rest of my family, dressed and happy. Whatever was troubling her, giving me a titty fuck had cleared it up. I shook my head, remembering how intense everything was when I was her age.

Everything was life or death when, in fact, they were trivial matters compared to real issues.

Becky waved at me, the last of my family to leave. I smiled, feeling great. I sank down on my chair. Soon, the first of my students would be walking in, none noticing that I was naked. It was such a wicked thrill. My cock twitched and throbbed, thinking about the girls in my next class.

Tessa Powers, the star of the girl’s basketball team. Tall and athletic with gorgeous legs and a doll’s face.

Róis Ó Scolaidhe, the Irish girl with the fiery hair and that lilting, musical accent. I definitely liked redheads, and she had plump lips and tits that had to be as big as Becky’s.

Dotty Holmwood, another redhead with a darker hue like my wife. She had these bright, blue eyes and a hungry smile.

Kizzy Landon was a sexy, Black girl. She had this light-chocolate skin, her hair long and dark, gathered in many small braids.

Brenda Murphy was another redhead in this class. She had lovely breasts, nice and plump. This class was blessed with girls with fiery hair.

I smiled, my dick growing harder and harder. I opened my phone, getting on the editing app. I hit VIEWING and went back to searching for people modified by the other user. There had to be someone who knew me. Who had figured out that I was editing people?

Was it someone at my church?

Anael hummed on a desk as I worked. I ate while I did, enjoying a sandwich my wife brought me from home. I wolfed it down with one hand, the other scrolling through people from my church. I didn’t see any evidence of tampering.

Who was this other person?

“Here they come,” Anael said right before the door opened.

The first student who entered was Vin, a guy who dressed like a punk-rocker outside of classes, his hair dyed a hue of black so dark it was clearly artificial. He had a wallet chain rattling as he walked, spiked bracelets on his wrists. He looked like trouble, but he was one of my best students. He had a poet’s soul.

“Mr. Davies,” he said, not realizing I was naked.

I nodded back.

Then Brenda entered. The redhead grabbed her sweater vest’s hem the moment she dropped of her book bag. Vin sat two seats away and didn’t even bat an eye as the busty girl stripped off her clothing. She was smiling, her freckled cheeks dimpled. She looked so cute.

“Hi, Mr. Davies,” she said as she worked off her buttons. “Isn’t it a great day? The Lord has blessed us.”

“Yes, he has,” I said, watching as she slipped off her blouse, her large breasts constrained in a virgin-white bra. She unclasped it and shrugged the straps off her shoulders. She bared her breasts without any hint of self-modesty, her nipples soft and dark-red her areolas large. “You’re definitely blessed. Look at those breasts.”

“Oh, I guess,” she said. She grabbed her tits and squeezed them. Her nipples hardened. “I guess they are. Do you like them, Mr. Davies.”

“Yeah,” I groaned. “Like my wife’s.”

She blushed, her dimpled cheeks growing scarlet.

She released her breasts. They jiggled as she unzipped her skirt. My dick was rock hard. Anael smirked nearby. I closed the app, the angel fading away, though she would still be watching. Brenda dropped her skirt, her panties schoolgirl white, plain and yet enticing.

She pushed those down, revealing her red bush. More students were entering, the girls stripping, but I just couldn’t look away from the sight of Brenda. Redheads were truly my weakness. I bet if I looked into my past, I could find out why I had a thing for them. They were just so exciting. My dick twitched and throbbed, my balls aching.

Brenda folded up her panties and set them down with the rest of her clothing on her desk.

“Brenda,” I said, knowing my students would be taught by aura pervading the room, learning the lesson I would be teaching if I wasn’t having my fun. “Want to come sit on my lap?”

She shuddered, her flush spreading down her neck, the tips of her ears becoming as bright as her hair. “You want to… to take my virginity.”

“Don’t you want to let me?” I asked her, my dick twitching, throbbing.

She nodded her head, her body shaking. She licked her lips. “Very much, Mr. Davies.”

The twenty-year-old girl padded to me, her bare feet slapping on the floor. She passed Kizzy freeing her round breasts, the Black girl’s left nipple pierced by a silver arrow with a heart at the tip, the metal standing out against her dark skin. Kizzy just smiled at Brenda, not saying anything.

Brenda rounded my desk, her breasts swaying. They were pillowy and soft. She reached me and paused. She rubbed her arm, her hips wiggling back and forth. Her large tits had such a delicious jiggle to them, but I frowned at the look on her face.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“It’s just… I don’t really know how to do this,” she said. She bit her lip. “I don’t want to mess this up.”

“Okay,” I said, grabbing her hand. I pulled her towards me, my other hand holding my dick. “Just come sit down on me. I’ll make sure it slides in.”

She smiled. “Thank you, Mr. Davies. You’re such a handsome man. Is it wrong that I’ve masturbated to you?”

“Of course not,” I said, smiling as my thumb rubbed against the back of her hand. I pulled her down onto my lap.

She gasped, her breasts bouncing before my face, her legs sliding around mine. The chair creaked as she shifted. I grabbed her ass with one hand, pulling her towards me. She shuddered as it brought her pussy into contact with my dick, her fiery bush caressing the tip of my cock. She whimpered, biting her lower lip.

I rubbed my cock up and down her pussy, her juices spilling down my cock. She was wet and ready, eager for this. Her green eyes burned bright as her hands grabbed my shoulders. A smile played on her lips.

“Mr. Davies,” she moaned. “I’m really going to lose my virginity to you.”

“Just sit down,” I told her. “Go as slow or as fast as you want. It might hurt at first, but it will be amazing.”

“Okay,” she said. She drew in a deep breath, her large breasts swaying before me.

I pressed my face between her tits. I breathed in the scent of her. This sexy, twenty-year-old beauty whimpered as I rubbed back and forth between her tits. Her fingers squeezed into my shoulders while the other students went to work, turning their textbooks to the right page as they learned without me.

My hands clenched on Brenda’s rump as she whimpered. She shuddered, wiggling her hips. She pressed her weight down on my cock. Her pussy lips parted around the tip. I felt her hymen, that stretchy barrier. She shifted her hips, her juices hot, the room’s aura turning her on so much she was eager for this.

Her hymen stretched. She let out a cute whimper then gasped.

Her cherry popped.

That hot, tight, virginal pussy wrapped around my cock. My college student moaned as I opened up her twat. She groaned, low and throaty. Her fingernails bit into my shoulders. She gripped me, hugged me tight. She shook back and forth, her body shaking from side to side. Her hips stirred her snatch around my cock. She teased me. Loved me.

It was an incredible treat.

“Mr. Davies!” she moaned, squeezing her deflowered pussy around my cock. “Oh, wow, Mr. Davies. It did hurt, but just for a moment. And it wasn’t that bad. Like a pinch and… and… Wow, you’re so deep in me.”

“Uh-huh,” I groaned into the pillowy softness of her breasts. “I’m glad you love it.”

“I do,” she groaned. Her pussy clenched around me. She raised her hips, her tight sheath sliding up my cock. “Ooh, that’s nice. That’s really, really nice.”

I smiled, glad she loved it.

Her hips danced from side to side. Then she slammed herself down my cock. That wonderful grip held me. I groaned, loving it. This wonderful delight surged through me. She slid back up me, gasping, moaning, her big breasts rubbing into the side of my face.

I gripped her ass. I squeezed and kneaded her as she rode me. Her passion rippled around me. Her delicious pussy massaged me. I growled into her tits. This pleasure swelled through me. Her rump flexed beneath my hands as she gasped out her enjoyment.

“Oh, Mr. Davies!” she groaned. “Oh, yes, yes! This is incredible. Your cock… Your cock is in me! I’m riding you! We’re having sex! Oh, Lord, this is wonderful!”

I sucked on the inner flesh of her boobs, reveling in her deflowered pussy sliding up and down my cock. I kissed up her breast to find her fat, dark-red nipple. I engulfed her nub. Her pussy clamped down on my dick. She massaged me as she worked her snatch faster and faster. She massaged me. She pleased me.

This was incredible.

My balls grew hotter and hotter, enjoying her virgin, coed flesh sliding up and down my cock. My chair creaked as she rode me. I loved her moans and gasps as her face flashed with pleasure. Her arms slid around my neck, holding me.

“Mr. Davies!” she moaned. “Oh, yes, yes. This is amazing. Your cock… Shit, your cock is huge. You’re filling my pussy. You’re making me feel so naughty. Oh, yes, yes!”

I sucked hard on her nipple, growling in response.

My balls swelled with the pressure. Her juices ran down my shaft, bathing them. Her sweet pussy juices filled my nose. This wonderful musk, this delicious ambrosia, was such a delight to enjoy. I groaned, my heart hammering with the passion she stirred in me.

She worked that tight snatch up and down my cock. Her pussy gripped me. The silky friction massaged the tip of my cock. I growled around her nub. I shuddered. The pleasure swelled and swelled in me. This heat burned across the tip of my dick.

I sucked hard on her nipple. I nibbled on it. Played with it. She gasped and groaned. Her arms tightened around my neck. Her moans echoed through the classroom, rising over the pages turning, the students learning.

“Yes, yes, Mr. Davies!” Brenda gasped over and over, her deflowered snatch massaging my cock. “Something’s building. That delicious feeling I get when I touch myself. It’s so strong. I’m going to really cum! I’m going to explode on your dick!”

I popped my nipple off her nub and growled, “Yes! Don’t hold back. Not in here. In my classroom, you can enjoy yourself without feeling guilty.”

“I can!” she moaned and slammed her pussy down my cock.

Her juicy cunt writhed around my cock. I groaned as the silky massage. She gasped and moaned, her breasts rubbing in my face as she hugged me tight. She held me to her boobs as her moans echoed through the classroom.

Her pussy’s spasms caressed my dick. Every inch of me was buried in her, experiencing the power of her climax. Her juices bathed my balls, soaking them with her sweet passion. The schoolgirl whimpered and moaned.

“Mr. Davies!” she gasped. “Oh, Lord and the saints above, Mr. Davies!”

I didn’t fight it.

“Brenda!” I growled, my fingers digging into her plump rump.

My cum boiled out of my balls. Hot jizz fired out of my dick. It flooded her cunt. This pleasure rushed through me with each eruption. I groaned, stars bursting across my vision. That wonderful, addictive rush of ecstasy slammed into my mind.

“Fuck, yes!” I snarled, her schoolgirl cunt milking my balls dry. Her pussy worked around my erupting cock. “Brenda, take it!”

“You’re cumming in me!” she moaned, pressing against me. “Oh, Mr. Davies, yes!”

I grunted and groaned, holding her to me. She panted and shuddered as we came down from our orgasmic highs. My body trembled from it. My dick twitched hard in her juicy pussy. She whimpered, her face pressing into my neck, her boobs rubbing on my face.

“Mr. Davies,” she moaned.

“Yeah?” I panted.

“You’re still hard.” She shifted her pussy. “Do you want me to keep riding you?”

“Yes,” I groaned.

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Linda Davies

“Preliminary results are in for the emergency election of Rainier’s new mayor, and Steve Davies is taking a lead. Enough results are in for the election board to call it in his favor with only fifty-two percent of ballots counted,” I read from the afternoon Rainier Times paper, clutching it in my hands.

Steve shifted as he backed his car out of the parking spot, the school day over.

“So, Mr. Mayor,” I purred, my pussy on fire, “just what are you going to do when you take power?”

“I have no idea,” he said. “I don’t know why I’m in this position. What does this other…?”

“Editor?” I suggested.

“What does this other editor wants. Why me? What do they gain? I’ve gone through all my students. It’s none of the guys. Not Matthew, Brian, Myles, Liddell, Vin, Stefan, Rick, Mitch, Carson, Brent, Kyle, Mark, Tony. There are still hundreds of students for me to check, but I went through every guy I taught. Every girl. None of the hot ones are being influenced. None of the professors. I didn’t see anything at church.”

“Someone in the neighborhood?” I suggested. “Maybe Mr. Clancy. He likes you.”

My husband snorted. “He just likes yammering to anyone polite enough to listen.” The old man could talk your ear off, calling at you from his front porch where he often relaxed. “I doubt it’s him.”

“Well, you have this opportunity, so make the best of it.” I smiled at me. “Be the best-darned mayor ever.”

He grinned back at me and grabbed my thigh through my scrub, sending a naughty tingle up to my pussy.

“So what are our kids up to?” I asked, my voice breathy and husky.

“James has chess club,” he said. “And Becky has a study session with her professor.”

“Mmm, I know she’s going to absorb so much intimate knowledge.” My daughter was turning into me. I was so proud of her for seducing her first professor, even if my husband provided a bit of help with his app.

“Sam’s hanging out with her friends.” Steve gave my thigh another squeeze. “Just me and you.”

“Want me to call up Evaline?” I shivered, my pussy clenching. “She’s dying for another taste of my pussy. You could slide in and fuck her cunt now that you fixed her little crush problem.”

My husband gave me such a hungry grin. I shuddered, so glad we would have fun.

I had to start thinking of ways Steve could improve things. Helpful suggestions for Rainier.

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Becky Davies

I squirmed on my professor’s bed, Ms. Esmeralda’s dark hands sliding up my right thigh. Our lesson was off to a fast start. She didn’t waste any time getting Tonya and me upstairs and naked. Not that I was complaining. Ms. Esmeralda’s dark hands stroked my thighs, her eyes bright as she leaned her head in.

“Ooh, yes, that’s it,” I moaned. “Don’t be afraid. My pussy won’t bite.”

“I’ve never done this before,” my professor whimpered.

“It’s okay,” I told her, flicking my eyes up her body then my gaze darted over to Tonya kneeling behind the professor. My blonde friend was trembling, too, her blue eyes glossy. Her pale hands grabbed our professor’s rump. “Just do what Tonya does. She’ll teach you and you can practice on me.”

“I’m supposed to be teaching you,” Ms. Esmeralda moaned as her head lowered closer and closer to my pussy.

“You’re never too old to be a student,” purred, seizing the professor’s dyed-red hair. My friend’s head vanished behind the professor’s rump.

Ms. Esmeralda gasped, Tonya up to something naughty, while I guided her head to my pussy. My sexy, Black professor pressed her face into my snatch. Her tongue flicked through my pussy, caressing me. I shuddered at the fluttering touch, my toes curling. She had her motherly face pressed into my pussy.

She should be a mother. I whimpered as Ms. Esmeralda took her second lick of my pussy. Her second taste of cunt. I shivered. This was the thrill my mother got every time she seduced a straight woman into bisexual delights.

I was becoming Mom. I loved it.

“Oh, yes, just like that,” I moaned. “Just copy Tonya. She’s loving your pussy, isn’t she?”

“Uh-huh,” moaned the professor. She took another lick of my juicy snatch.

“She tastes so good, Becky,” moaned Tonya, the crown of her head peeking over the top of the professor’s rump. Ms. Esmeralda knelt between my thighs, her curvy ass thrust up into the air.

Ms. Esmeralda moaned, her tongue fluttering through my folds. I knew my friend was teasing the motherly professor. I shuddered, Daddy’s advice playing in my mind as the sexy professor feasted on me. Her tongue probed into my snatch, caressing my inner walls and sending pleasure flooding through me.

I groaned, my fingers tightening in her red hair. It wasn’t a bright red, but a muted color, verging on brown. It was such a contrast to her darker skin. Her eyes peered up at me over my auburn bush. Her tongue fluttered around inside of me.

“Oh, yes, Mommy,” I moaned.

Ms. Esmeralda froze for a moment.

“No, no, don’t stop licking me, Mommy!” I groaned. “Get that tongue back in me.”

Ms. Esmeralda thrust her tongue into my pussy. She swirled it around in me. This wicked heat shot through me. My fingers clenched and unclenched in her hair. Her tongue caressed me, teased me. Pleasure fluttered through my body.

She moaned into my snatch. Tonya’s head moved, her pale fingers clenching into our professor’s dark rump. Ms. Esmeralda’s passion swelled and swelled. She licked through my snatch with hunger. She teased me. My toes curled. My heart thundered in my chest.

“Ooh, yes, yes, just like that,” I moaned. My head tossed back and forth. “Oh, Mommy, yes, yes, lick my pussy. Ooh, you’re such a sexy mommy. Get that tongue in me. Lick me up.”

“Yes,” Ms. Esmeralda moaned. Her tongue flicked up to my clit.

“Oh, Mommy, suck my little clitty!” I moaned, sounding even more girlish than usual. I couldn’t help myself. My big boobs jiggled as I squirmed on the bed.

Ms. Esmeralda latched onto my clit.

I gasped and bucked as she sucked. “Thank you, Mommy! I’m going to cum so hard!”

Ms. Esmeralda moaned around my clit. She sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing as she loved my bud. I squirmed on the bed, humping against her. This pleasure tingled through my pussy then surged through me. Such a wonderful delight.

My orgasm built so fast as I humped against my sexy professor’s mouth. She kept her lips latched onto my clit while her fingers slid up my thigh. I heard wet plunging, the sound of fingers diving into a juicy cunt, and new Tonya was teaching Ms. Esmeralda a new technique.

One the professor was eager to apply on me.

“Mommy, yes!” I squealed in my breathy, girlish voice. Two digits plunged into my cunt. My flesh clamped down on them. “Ooh, that’s good, Mommy. Finger your daughter’s pussy and suck on her clit.”

Tonya’s head popped up, her eyes wide. I winked at her. The I moaned at the professor, “Keep licking me and fingering me, Mommy!”

Tonya returned to licking our professor’s snatch while Ms. Esmeralda’s plunged her fingers fast in and out of my cunt. My flesh clenched down on her digits, welcoming them into my depths. It was an incredible treat.

I gripped the bedspread, gasping, moaning. My pussy grew hotter and hotter. Her fingers churned me up while her tongue fluttered around my folds. The bed creaked as I shuddered. Our afternoon study lesson was going amazing.

I savored it. My pussy clenched as I humped against her. The bed creaked as she whimpered. Tonya’s head moved as she feasted, bobbing above the dark swell of our professor’s rump. This was so hot. I was so glad Tonya was here.

I needed to introduce her to my daddy. To her mother. Tonya and I needed to do so many naughty things together. I humped against my professor’s mouth. My orgasm swelled. I grabbed my soft tits, squeezing them.

“Mommy!” I gasped. “You’re going to make your daughter cum! Ooh, I know this is wrong, but it’s incredible! Yes, yes, Mommy!”

My naughty roleplay swelled my orgasm almost as fast as the tongue drumming against my clit. Sparks flared in my pussy, my cunt squeezing around those churning fingers. I trembled, squirming, gasping.

Such wonderful rapture built and built in me.

This was an incredible delight. My breasts heaved. I groaned as the pleasure surged through me. This was an amazing passion. My pussy squeezed about her fingers. The friction transformed into rapture.

“Mommy, yes!” I gasped. “You’re going to make your daughter cum! Such a naughty mommy and… and… Yes, yes, yes!”

I howled out as my orgasm surged through me. I bathed Ms. Esmeralda’s face with my cum. Her fingers plunged into my convulsing snatch. Juices gushed out of me. She licked them up. I thrashed on the bed, stars bursting before my eyes.

“So good, Mommy!” I whimpered, the waves of bliss washing out of my pussy. “You’re amazing, Mommy!”

Ms. Esmeralda groaned into my snatch. While I rode my pleasure to the heights of ecstasy, she squealed in delight. She whimpered and groaned, her hips wiggling and shuddered. I knew she was cumming on Tonya’s fingers and tongue. The sexy professor moaned into my pussy, adding to the delight.

“Yes, yes, you’re other daughter made you cum, Mommy!” I moaned.

Tonya’s head popped up, her blue eyes wild. She mouthed “Mommy” with lips dripping with pussy juices. I shuddered as my orgasm peaked, winking at her and then shuddering in delight. My orgasm slowed while Ms. Esmeralda lapped at my snatch.

“Oh, my,” the professor panted, raising her head after a minute. We were all coming down from our delights. “I’m thirsty. You girls thirsty? I have some Gatorade. Whew, that was… I mean…”

It was clear she needed a minute after having sex with her students. “Of course. I need something. Then it’s back to studying, Mommy.”

The motherly professor shuddered, my pussy cream dripping down her dark chin. She crawled off the bed and left, her rump swaying. Tonya scampered up the bed and pressed her slender body against mine, the scent of Ms. Esmeralda’s spicy pussy wreathing the air.

“Mommy?” she asked. “What was that?”

“Wasn’t it hot?” I asked her. I seized her platinum-blonde hair and pulled her down to my nipple. “Mmm, it was so hot pretending that was my mother. Haven’t you ever imagined doing things with your mom?” I know I had imagined Tonya doing things with her mother. Mrs. Alberts was delicious.

“No,” my friend said. “That’s wrong.”

“It’s just a fantasy,” I told her, guiding her lips to my nipple. “Now, why don’t you suckle on Mommy’s nipple. Mmm, you know you want to, baby girl.”

My friend shuddered, her eyes widening. Then she groaned and suckled at my tit, my pussy clenching. I stroked her hair and smiled. Daddy was right. I just had to lead Tonya along this path. I just had to turn fantasy into reality.

Then she would learn the delights of having sex with her mother, too.

To be continued…

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A young woman tries out new sex toys.

I was sitting on the plush chair by the window with a cup of coffee and my phone in my hand, chatting with my friend Ashley on messenger, when the doorbell rang. I looked up at the clock. It was 9 AM, early for the mail, but still within the realm of possibility, considering sporadic delivery times in Colorado.

I glanced out the window and saw the familiar black of an Amazon delivery van driving away down the street. I sat my coffee cup down and made my way to the front door, careful not to trip on the boxes piled up next to the door.

The sun streamed in through the open curtains, illuminating the living room and warming my skin. I picked up the package, glancing at the label to confirm that it was, in fact, from Amazon. What surprised me was the name on the address label: It was sent to me. I hadn’t ordered anything from Amazon in a few weeks.

I set the box down and texted my mother at work, inquiring about the mysterious package that had just arrived. She replied almost immediately, informing me that, while over a week past, it was my birthday gift. I was a bit confused, considering I had requested that my family not get me anything.

Inside, I tore the package open, revealing another seemingly innocuous box with my name scrawled across it. I lifted the lid to find a note tucked into the box’s folds. As I unfolded it and scanned the neatly printed words, my heart fluttered in anticipation. ‘Happy Birthday, Bri. You deserve something, even if you don’t want it. I love you, Mom XOXOX.’

Curiosity piqued, I reached into the box, pulling out the contents individually. An Amazon gift card, a few packs of Magic cards, and a new Marvel Encyclopedia that I didn’t even know had been released.

A separate box was nested in the tissue paper – a slight heft to its weight.

I stared at it momentarily, wondering what could be so unique that it deserved its own packaging? With trembling hands, I opened the box and found myself facing a seemingly endless mix of objects designed to elicit pleasure. I hesitated, butterflies gurgling in my stomach, and took a deep breath. Staring back at me was a small collection of adult toys and accessories.

I set the box down cautiously, my mind racing. I had never expected my own mother to purchase such things for me.

Inside, I discovered a sleek glass toy with a bulb at each end, one in the center, and a heart-shaped handle at the base. Next was a pouch with three metal butt plugs, small, medium, and large sized, all with heart-shaped faux gem-encrusted bases. Technically, item number five was a purple butt plug with a curved vibrator attachment designed to cradle the front of a girl’s crotch.

The last item was something I’d never seen before. Inside its separate box was a long red vibrator with a base attachment. The little booklet explained that the suction cup base was to stabilize it, as it was a thrusting vibrator with a tiny remote control.

I couldn’t help but blush as a wave of anxiety and excitement washed over me. I was very open with my mother about my sexuality and my needs, but I never would’ve thought she’d gift me sex toys.

I sat in the middle of my bed with my legs crisscrossed and the box in front of me, staring at it with a dazed expression. I had only had one girlfriend in high school, but I had always enjoyed my own company, discovering myself and my likes and dislikes. Over the past few years, I opened myself up, allowing myself to explore what I liked. This was primarily due to my best friend Ashley pushing my boundaries.

I picked up the heart-shaped base of the dildo and ran my fingers over the smooth glass, feeling a shiver run down my spine. This would be a suitable replacement for the glass toy I had cracked accidentally a few months ago. I was already eager and excited to discover how it would feel inside me.

I hurriedly stripped off all my clothing, closing my eyes and imagining the sensation. My butthole clenched at the thought, and I shivered with excitement.

I pulled the bottle of warming lubricant from the package, carefully applied it to the toy’s tip and shaft, then rubbed the remainder from my fingers against my puckered rosebud.

I positioned the toy and gently pushed the bulbed tip inside, slowly letting it fill me up. I savored the sensation of the glass toy’s coolness and let it slide all the way inside. I bit my lip, bracing myself as my sphincter adjusted. Once it was settled in, I let out a long, shuddering sigh and let my body get used to its presence.

I could feel warmth in my chest and a tingle in my fingertips. My heartbeat was quick, and I took a moment to breathe deeply and center myself. I slowly began to move, gingerly pulling the glass toy out and then pushing it back in, my eyes fluttering shut at the sensation. It felt incredible and was much easier to hold onto and control with the heart-shaped grip instead of the small bulb my broken toy had.

I had discovered how much I enjoy anal penetration a few years prior, and slowly slid the glass toy all the way in, then all the way out, repeating this process, using it to lubricate my backdoor for what was to come with the thrusting toy.

I glanced over at the machine-like toy, my body tingling with excitement. I pushed the glass toy inside myself before unpacking the third box and focused on the thrusting toy, examining the contraption. I assembled the vibrator to the base, making sure it was secure. I found some plastic card boxes to attach the suction cup to and set them on the bed before securing the toy.

I generously lubricated the head and shaft of the toy before getting on my hands and knees on my bed. I reached between my legs and pulled the glass toy out of my ass, groaning as I did so. I set that toy aside and gently rocked back until the tip of the red toy was pressed against my butthole.

I took a deep breath, gritted my teeth, and pushed backward as I felt the soft silicone pressed against my opening. “Oh god,” I groaned softly, feeling the head slip inside me. The intensity was nothing like the glass toy. This thing was just as thick as my favorite glass dildo, and it stretched out my little butthole.

I whimpered at the sensation, feeling my body protest before it slowly began to relax, allowing me to take more and more of it until the entire shaft of the toy was inside me. I moaned the toy lodged deep in my asshole, bracing myself for a whole new batch of sensations it was about to unleash.

I grabbed the small remote control and turned the toy on low, testing it out at first. The vibrations were intense but not overpowering. I flipped through the various settings, testing the options until I settled on the highest steady vibration setting.

The vibrations reverberated throughout my pelvis, stimulating my pussy and my clit without direct contact. I grew increasingly wet as my body trembled and shuddered. I laid down fully on my stomach, reached back, and adjusted the toy, locking the angle in place. I spread my legs as wide as I could, relishing the thought of being so exposed, so vulnerable.

I bit my lip and hit the other button on the remote, activating the thrusting tip.

The toy suddenly lurched to life, thrusting in and out of me at a maddeningly slow pace. I moaned at the sensations, unlike anything I had ever experienced before. I felt every inch of that toy swirling around inside of me, stimulating my a-spot, g-spot, and a thousand nerve endings along the way.

I braced myself on my elbows and reached under my chest. Touching myself for the first time since being penetrated, moaning as my fingers danced over my hyper-sensitive nipples. They were stiff and sensitive to the touch, and I gasped as they sent electric shocks throughout my body, culminating between my legs.

I rubbed my nipples between my fingers, feeling myself grow even more aroused. My hips bucked and rocked of their own volition, grinding against the towel on the bed beneath me as I welcomed the toy deeper into myself. The sensation was indescribable, and I felt my first orgasm building with each passing moment.

I moaned louder, Ashley’s name echoing off the walls as I was fucked in the ass for the first time without having to man the toy myself. I reached back and spread my ass cheeks with both hands, feeling the cool air on my soaking wet pussy and the heat emanating from my asshole.

“Ahh, yes! Fuck me, fuck my ass,” I mindlessly moaned, my words jumbled and shaky as I lost control of my body and thoughts. I could feel my pussy drooling and my legs shuddering, the muscles in my thighs tensing up. I closed my eyes and fantasized about how it would feel if Ashley was there, fucking my ass with her strappy like I so desperately craved.

I fantasized about her athletic and muscular body, her soft hands gripping my hips and spanking my ass as she pounded it into me.

My moans grew louder and more frantic as the waves of pleasure coursed through my body. I moaned aloud, arching my back as I reached my climax, feeling the toe-curling sensation of the toy thrusting in and out of my ass, the spinning beads massaging my butthole.

I shivered and shook as I felt myself release, feeling the waves of ecstasy wash over me in a warm, sweet blanket. My orgasms took over my body and mind, robbing me of any coherent thought as I grunted, gasped, and squealed. I squeezed my pillows in my arms as my body went off on its own, bathing me in ecstasy.

Slowly, I came back to reality, feeling the vibrator still thrusting inside me, the vibrations continuing to surge through my body, filling me with a second surge of immense pleasure. My pussy was drenched with my juices, dripping down my inner thighs and saturating the towel beneath my hips.

I punched the button on the remote until the thrusting slowed to its lowest setting, relaxing for just a moment as the pleasure built up again. My eyes rolled back as I bit my lip, the overwhelming emotions crashing over me. My hips bucked again, seeking out the relentless thrusts. I couldn’t get enough of the vibrations and the steady fucking that it provided.

I arched my back and pushed my hips up, exposing myself as much as possible, absorbing every little thrust into my butt. I let my fingers wander down to my pussy, thrusting my two middle fingers inside to maximize the pleasure. It throbbed and pulsed around my fingers, electric sparks shooting up my spine with every stroke.

My breath hitched as I reached for the remote control, increasing the speed of the thrusts to the fastest pace. My whole body shook, and I let out a loud gasp, crying out, “Yes, yes, fuck me, Ashley, just like that!” The sensation was almost overwhelming but in the best way possible. I bucked my hips, feeling the head of the toy thrust in and out of me like a piston, the spinning beads against my butthole adding their own unique sensations.

I gasped, feeling another series of orgasms build up again. My thighs trembled with anticipation, and my toes curled as I felt the pressure building deep inside of me. I was close but wanted to draw it out as long as possible. I pulled my fingers from my pussy and brought them to my mouth, imagining that Ashley was watching every move I made.

“Stick those fingers in your mouth, baby,” I panted, imagining Ashley’s voice speaking my words, husky and desperate. I groaned at the taste of myself, licking my fingers clean of my own juices.

“Fuck,” I moaned, my thighs quivering as I finger fucked my dripping pussy, feeling it pulse with each thrust, smacking the heel of my hand against my throbbing clit.

I couldn’t believe how turned on I was, and I had just started testing my new toys. My mind raced with possibility, my body tingling with anticipation. My small breasts jiggled freely as I rubbed just above my pubic bone, lost in the sexual haze. My hips bucked and fell as I ground myself against my own fingers, moaning Ashley’s name again and again. I closed my eyes, my imagination running wild with the image of her there with me.

I imagined she knelt behind me, her muscular thighs pressed against my own, slowly grinding her hips against my ass as she fucked me harder and harder, the vibrations of the toy growing even more intense as I lost all control. I moaned and whimpered, my clit swelling and throbbing beneath my trembling hand. I was on the edge, about to fall off into a ravine of such debilitating pleasure that I wasn’t sure I’d ever return.

“Fuck, Ashley,” I screamed, my words ragged and raw. “Fuck my slutty ass.”

My clit throbbed, my inner walls pulsating around my fingers, grasping at them desperately. I didn’t understand why I felt so vulnerable when Ashley wasn’t even here, but the thought of it felt so raw and exhilarating that my legs trembled with excitement. I fucked myself harder, faster, moving my hips in time with the vibrator in my ass.

My fingers plunged deep inside my pussy, each thrust making me gasp and groan with pleasure. My walls were so tight and greedy that it hurt a little, but it was a good pain, the kind that made me want to scream with pleasure.

“God, yes!” I cried out, my hips bucking wildly. “Ashley, fuck your little slut!”

I was in a frenzy, lost in the overwhelming sensations. My body felt heavy and sluggish, yet alive at the same time. Every nerve ending was on fire; my blood coursed through my veins like molten lava. I was on the brink of another, even more powerful orgasm, my pussy quivering around my fingers as I felt my climax build.

“Harder, Ashley! Harder!” I screamed, my voice muffled by the pillow as I lost myself in the feral ecstasy that coursed through me. My breath came in short, hot bursts, and with one final thrust of my hips back onto the toy, I shattered. I moaned out Ashley’s name, my voice a hoarse whisper that rang through the empty room.

The orgasm tore through me like a tidal wave, the force of it so strong that I had to yank my hand from between my legs and grasp the bed as I fell face-first onto the pillow. I felt myself squirting beneath me onto the towel, my skin slick and flushed with heat.

I moaned and writhed as another wave of pleasure washed over me, my limbs trembling with exhaustion. I grabbed the remote and turned off the vibrations and thrusting, leaving the toy lodged inside my spasming ass. I took deep, slow breaths and focused on the sensation of the toy buried deep within me.

I felt like a ragdoll, entirely spent by my intense orgasms. I craved Ashley’s touch now more than ever. Unable to stop myself, my fingers found their way to my dripping wet pussy again, exploring the soft, shaved skin and swollen lips. My fingers slid easily inside my pussy, feeling the spasming inner walls. I stifled a moan as I touched that magic spot deep inside me.

The contractions continued to subside, but the throbbing reminder of my recent orgasm was still present. I took a few moments to recover, my muscles still trembling from the power of multiple orgasms.

I hesitated momentarily, unsure if I was ready to dive back in. But I couldn’t resist the temptation for long. I grabbed the remote and turned the vibrator on again, starting with the solid pulsing vibrations and then the methodical thrusting of the head. I groaned and arched my back. I withdrew my fingers from my pussy and picked up the glass toy that I had used to warm up my ass. I wasted no time sliding it all the way into my needy, quivering pussy.

“Yes, yes,” I moaned, my voice a low hum of pleasure as I pushed the toy in and out of myself. It felt incredible, and the toy slipped in quickly with all my natural lubricant. I gasped as I pushed it all the way in, feeling the now-warmed glass stretch my overstimulated pussy.

I started to fuck myself faster, harder than before, filling my pussy while my ass was stretched out, my body desperate for more. I reached down with my free hand and pinched my clit between my fingers, rough and desperate. I had lost all modesty and sense of self-consciousness as I made incoherent, lust-filled noises.

I was utterly lost in the heat of the moment. My perky little breasts jiggled wildly, aching with the need to be sucked and fondled. I brought my hand off my clit up to tease my sensitive nipples, tugging and twisting. I hissed in pleasure as I felt another orgasm crawling straight up my spine.

My hips stuttered in their rhythm, and the toy plunged deep into my spasming ass with a wet, sloppy sound. I felt the vibrations build as I clenched around it, milking it like it could give me a hot reward. I moaned and wriggled, the glass toy sloshing as I fucked my pussy from beneath.

I continued to tweak and pinch my nipples, moaning as I felt them constrict with pleasure. I couldn’t believe how horny I still was after having three body-shattering orgasms already. But it felt too good; I couldn’t stop, even if I wanted to.

“Oh, fuck me harder, Ashley!” I growled, lost in my fantasy and forgetting she wasn’t there.

My body trembled and shuddered, my ass and pussy convulsing around the toys, desperately trying to pull them deeper inside me. Knowing how badly I wanted Ashley to fuck my ass, to call me a little slut, and to turn me into her slut. I was utterly lost in my fantasy; my breath came out in ragged breaths as sweat dripped down my forehead.

I fucked myself faster, my slick pussy swallowing each thrust as I moaned and writhed on the bed. The pleasure was reaching a fever pitch again, the burning sensation between my thighs growing even more insistent. The thought of Ashley pressing her body into mine as she took my ass sent waves of pleasure crashing through me.

I could hear her harsh breath against my ear, whispering every dirty thought that ran through her mind as she relentlessly pounded into my sore and sensitive asshole. I rubbed my nipples and fucked my pussy faster and harder, twirling them between my fingers as I clenched around the toys inside me.

“You love it, don’t you?” I imagined Ashley whispering in my ear. “You love being my dirty little slut, taking my thick cock deep in that tight ass of yours.”

I gasped at her words, the filthy talk turning me on even more. Her voice vibrated through me, intensifying the sensation within my ass and pussy. My clit pulsed, my fingers slick with my own essence.

“Yes, oh yes!” I panted to no one, my words barely coherent. I could feel yet another series of orgasms building within me.

“I love how your little ass clenches around my fake cock, gripping so tight like you never want me to leave,” she purred. “Do you want to cum with my strappy in your ass, my dirty girl?” Ashley’s voice was thick with lust and desire, sending shivers down my spine.

“I’m such a horny little slut,” I gasped, my back arching with each thrust. I was so close, right on the edge of a catastrophic orgasm. I felt the muscles in my legs tense up as I pounded my pussy with the same ferocity as before.

“Then cum hard for me, little slut,” Ashley growled, her hand grasping my hips as she ground the strappy into my ass. The sharp pain caused my next orgasm to hit me suddenly, the pleasure rolling through me like thunder.

I screamed out her name, my voice reverberating through the room. My pussy clenched and released, and I could feel the orgasm pulsating through me like wildfire. My hips stuttered and jerked as I struggled to catch my breath. I collapsed onto the bed, my heart pounding against my chest.

The vibrator dislodged from my ass, the glass dildo slid out of my pussy, my fantasies of Ashley still lingering as my body quivered and trembled. My mind raced with adrenaline, and every nerve tingled as remnants of my intense orgasms lingered.

I turned the vibrator off and let the cool air wash over my exhausted body. I smiled as I reached for my phone; I scrolled through my conversation history, re-reading our naughty chats until my body returned to Earth. As I lay there, I couldn’t help but think about how much I wanted Ashley. My feelings never seemed to fade. They lingered and intensified every time I thought about her, fueling my longing.

I sighed as I set my phone aside and closed my eyes, savoring the remnants of the double-digit orgasms I had just experienced. The combination of the vibrator and dildo, along with the alluring fantasies of Ashley, brought my body to heights and sensations I had never experienced before. The warmth building in my chest spread throughout my body, creating a feeling of bliss and satisfaction.

I slowly opened my eyes and looked at the toys within arm’s reach. There was still so much more to explore and enjoy. It was still early, but I needed to clean up and shower. My bedroom smelled like pussy, and I blushed at that thought.

I got out of bed, wobbling as my legs protested. I grabbed onto my nightstand and took a few deep breaths. I was still naked, my ass was still slick with lubricant and cum, and as I looked around, I realized that the towel on my bed was soaked. I sighed and shook my head.

It was a small price to pay for the insanely good self-love session I’d just had. I picked up the towels and tossed them into the laundry basket. Then, I started to disassemble the mechanical vibrator I had used. I took all the toys I used into the bathroom. I cleaned them carefully and scrupulously, ensuring everything was as good as new for the next time. I carefully set them aside and turned on the water for my shower.

I glanced at myself in the mirror as I waited for it to heat up. My eyes had a post-orgasmic glow that made my whole face light up. My cheeks were flushed, and my hair was matted with sweat. I looked like a walking testament to a good time.

I stepped into the shower and sighed in relief as the hot water washed over me, warming my exhausted body. I could feel myself beginning to wind down finally. The adrenaline from my explosive orgasms faded into relaxation.

My mind wandered to Ashley, as it often did after a self-love session and like it always did when I was naked in the shower. She had such a significant impact on my life, even from several states away. I wondered what it would be like to share this part of myself with her, to have her there in person. My heart raced at the thought, even though it wasn’t something that could be feasible.

My shower finished its cycle, and I stepped out into the steam. I toweled off, applied my coconut and shea butter lotion, and finished with a coat of scented baby oil, feeling renewed gratitude for my body and the pleasure it could bring me.

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This is my first story so please go a little easy on me. I have a few more chapters in mind if you all like it.
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So many thought and emotions were running through Sari’s mind as she stood in her place, she had trouble keeping track of them all. Mostly she was scared, she didn’t fully understand what this was about. All she knew was the every girl was presented to the Shaw by her father on their birthdays between the ages of 16 and 18. Sometimes the girls wouldn’t come home with their father, and when this happened the family was always very wealthy after words. She was a little excited to actually be meeting the Shaw, he was a very powerful and rich man and she wasn’t used to meeting people of such standing. She was nervous she might say or do something wrong to offend his highness, or any countless other powerful people.

As overwhelmed as she was she was also acutely aware of certain things, like how soft the robes she and the other girls who shared her birthday were forced to wear. Her family was not a rich family and she had never experienced a fabric so cool and soothing to the skin. Even though she was not allowed to look around, since she had been told to look down slightly and not to move, she noticed the tension in the room from both fathers and daughters alike. She noticed the imprint of two feet carved into the stone, slightly apart in front of a lone chair, the only furniture in the room.

Just then the door behind the chair opened and several people flowed in through it. First two guards in heavy plate armor both carrying heavy pikes, as soon as these two entered they stepped to either side of the door and stood guard. Just as the two guards who led the fathers and daughters in the door at the back of the room had done. Followed closely by several other guards dressed the same, these walked straight passed the girls to stand on either side of each father. Next was a man she could only assume was the Shaw himself, in flowing robes of gold and white. He walked with a kind of commanding presence that only someone with immense power could assume. Behind him came a beautiful woman dressed only in black lacy stockings. Her black hair hanging to just past her shoulders flowed behind her as she walked. Her large round breasts which sat high and firm on her chest bounced gently with her strides, her nipples hard and aroused surrounded by their small areola’s. A flat and toned, but not muscular stomach led down to the tops of her completely bald pussy lips. The black stockings started very high on her toned thighs, with just the perfect amount of lace to see her perfect legs through them. Behind her came a man, or at least she thought it was a man, though he was muscular he had a very feminine way about him. He was carrying a tray with a small bowl on it. Then another man with the same feminine way about him, he also carried a tray, but this one had several small velvet sack on it. The procession was completed by several girls clothed in the same stockings as the first woman, only these were white. There were blondes, red heads and brunettes among them. Maybe 15 women total, all impossibly beautiful like the woman in black.

The man she assumed to be the Shaw took the seat in front at the front of the room. The woman in the black stockings stood beside him. The girls in white stockings formed a line behind him. The two men carrying trays took spots against the wall to the Shaw’s right. The new comers had barely assumed their positions when the Shaw said “Lets begin then” in an almost bored voice.

The woman in the black stockings walked over to the girl farthest to the right. Whispered something in her ear then removed the robes she was wearing. Like Sari she was completely naked underneath, she knew they all were. The woman took her by the hand and led her up in front of the Shaw and told her to place her feet on the imprint of feet in the stone. The woman in black had barely resumed her place next to the Shaw when he gave a casual flick of the wrist. Almost as one the woman in black and the girl in white stockings to the far right of the Shaw moved.

The woman in black went to the next girl who was standing next to Sari, she knew she would be next. Again the woman whispered something in her ear and began to disrobe the girl. The girl in white took the naked girl to the side where the men with the trays were standing and picked up a silver penny from a pile that Sari hadn’t seen before from the tray with the small sacks. She led the girl back to her father and pressed the penny into his hand. The father wrapped his arm around the naked girls shoulders and led her to the back door that all the girls and fathers has come in, back to their clothes. Sari couldn’t help but wonder if this was the girls first time being presented to the Shaw, would she have to come back for this embarrassment or was she done?

By this time the second girl had taken her place on the carved feet which forced the girl to stand with her legs slightly spread. The woman in black again returned to the Shaw’s side. Though all Sari could see was the girls back she could tell she was in very good shape. Long shapely legs led to a tight and firm butt. Strong and straight back and strong shoulders yet she still managed to keep an attractive feminine way about her. This girl obviously had the Shaw’s attention for he stood from the chair and started pacing around her, taking all of her in. As he came around in front of her again he nodded to the man carrying the tray with the bowl on it. The man quickly came over to the Shaw who put a finger into the bowl and as he pulled it back out Sari noticed it was wet with some sort of liquid. He took one step closer to the girl and slid his hand between her legs, right were they met. The girl gave a small grunt and was obviously having a hard time standing still. The girl being inspected gave a small sigh as the Shaw removed his hand from between her legs. In a voice that could be nothing but a command he said ” Keep your legs straight and bend over and grab your ankles.” As the girl obeyed Sari actually made eye contact with her for just a moment before the Shaw came around and blocked her view. In that briefest of seconds she could see how terrified the girl was. That look only furthered Sari’s own fear. Without moving Sari couldn’t get a clear view of what was happening but whatever it was the girl wasn’t able to stifle the grunt this time. After a few seconds the Shaw moved back around and headed towards his chair giving another casual flick of the wrist as he went.

Again the woman in black and the next girl in white moved as one. As the girl in white began to pull the girl being inspected away the woman in black came to Sari. As the woman in black began to untie the belt holding Sari’s robes closed she leaned in and whispered “Its your turn, you know what to do.” And much too suddenly for her taste she felt the woman sliding her robes off her shoulders and down her arms. Sari was now naked! She was so scared now that it overwhelmed all other emotion. The woman in black took her hand and pulled her forward. Sari did know what to do and stepped into the imprinted feet into the stone without having to be told. She continued to look down but still couldn’t help but notice the Shaw rising. Her fear grew almost out of control. Was he going to do the same things to her as he did to the girl before? And as he started to circle around her as he did the girl before she almost started to cry. As he came back around in front of her he once again nodded to the man carrying the tray with the bowl who quickly approached. From here she could see the creamy white liquid the Shaw was dipping his finger into. And just as he had done to the girl before he took a step towards her and slid his hand between her legs. Once again Sari was so overwhelmed with different emotions she could barely keep track of them all, yet at the same time acutely aware of everything around her. Mostly she was embarrassed , this man touching her in her most private of places, right here in front of everyone, even her own father. She could sense him fidgeting behind her, she could tell he was unhappy about what was happening to her. She was the oldest of three daughters so this would be his first visit to the Shaw as well. No man had ever touched her in this most private of places and she had never imagined the first time would be in front of so many people. As overwhelmed by embarrassment as she was she also couldn’t help but notice that his gentle caresses across the tops of her pussy lips was somewhat pleasant. The cream on his finger was cool and soothing. She was also aware that somewhere in the back of her mind she was very ashamed that she was enjoying what this man was doing to her. She also couldn’t help but gasp as the Shaw slid his finger further down and inside of her. His finger hadn’t entered her very far when he turned to look at the woman in black. “She is intact” he said to her. And very abruptly his finger slid out of her. She couldn’t help to notice that parts of her brain were in disagreement as to whether this was a good or a bad thing. As the Shaw stepped back and started to make his way around her he once again commanded “keep your legs straight and bend over and grab your ankles!” Sari obeyed. Just as she was able to make brief eye contact with the girl before her, Sari was also able to make eye contact, but with her father who stood directly behind her. He looked ashamed. Just before the Shaw stepped into her way she noticed the guards that flanked her father had both grabbed his arms. She wondered if this was normal or if her father had tried to stop this from happening to her. The moment she felt the Shaw’s finger touch her anus she knew what he had done to the girl before that she couldn’t see. Again she felt the cool soothing liquid on his finger as he gently ran his finger around the ring of her anus. Only because she knew what was coming was she able to suppress the grunt as his finger slid into her. It didn’t intrude into her as far as she had expected it too, probably only to the Shaw’s first knuckle she guessed. The finger was removed and she heard him say “Stand up.”

The Shaw couldn’t help but to take a moment to reflect on the seven years of his time being the Shaw. Taking over when his father had died. Thinking of all the girls he had inspected in that time. Starting with inspecting every girl from his fathers harem. In the beginning he kept most of them, as well as taking many of the girls that were inspected on their birthdays. But as time passed he realized he was being naive. There was no point in keeping so many women you couldn’t possible use them all. As time passed he released several of the older women to the house staff. Cooking and cleaning was the final job of all harem women. The palace was huge and required a lot of up keep and there was never a shortage of women the Shaw no longer used to do the work. The ones that were still attractive but not good enough for the Shaw himself got moved to the second harem. In the end the Shaw kept only the best of the best for himself. Sometimes when inspecting the girls he would play a cruel joke. Having the girl lay down and spread her legs then mounting her right there in front of everyone. These girls he never kept, sending them off defiled with nothing more then the standard silver penny for the father. If he was feeling especially cruel he would tell her to get down on all fours and with just the smallest dab of cream he would ram himself into her anus and take her that way. There was nothing like a crying, squirming girl under you as you stared her father down. He had almost done this to the girl before Sari. He was glad he hadn’t though, he was now saving himself for her.

The Shaw was brought back to the present as he approached the front of the girl again. The Shaw kept only the best of the best for his harem, yet not a one of those women could compare to the sheer perfection that stood before him now. Her hair golden with just a slight amount of curl fell perfectly around her beautiful face. Her stunning green eyes were slightly down cast as he knew she had been told. High cheek bones with a nature rouge to them, a cute little nose and full and inviting lips completed her face. The Shaw reached out and parted her lips with his thumb only to find beautiful straight and white teeth. Slender yet strong shoulders led down to two perfect breasts. He reached out and took one in his hand. It was just a small amount bigger then would fit in his hand, and in his palm he could feel the nipple standing out firm. Her stomach was impossibly flat yet managed to remain soft, not hard to the touch. A small outcropping of golden pubic hair had very recently started grow above her pussy, but that could be fixed easily enough. Her hips were still slender but he had seen enough women mature to know that they would fill out beautifully, she was only 16 after all. Finally her long and shapely legs. All of this was covered by flawless skin of the lightest copper color. Giving the girl a small smile he turned to face the woman in black “I will have her tonight, prepare her. But do not spoil this one, I want her whole!. See to it personally.””

As the woman in black and the next girl in white stockings started forward the Shaw turned to her father. “Do you have any more daughters?”

“Yes your Highness I have two more. One turns 15 in just over a month the other has just turned 13.” her father replied

“Well if they are anything like this one I can’t wait to meet them.” With that the Shaw turned to head back to his chair.

The woman in black passed Sari and went to the next girl in line. The girl in white that came to Sari took her hand and led her off to the man with the tray of sacks and silver pennies. This time the girl grabbed one of the sacks off the tray and showed it to Sari “Your family will never want for anything again.” she told Sari and pulled her to her father. When they reached him the girl pressed the sack into his hand. She looked at both of them and said “Say your goodbye’s, you will probably never see each other again.” Sari finally started to cry as she hugged her father tight. Very aware of her nakedness, the feel of her fathers hands on her naked back. Her breasts pressed into his chest. She leaned back to look at her father for what was probably the last time “I love you father, please tell everyone I love them as well.” When he looked back at her she wasn’t sure if it was sorrow or relief written on his face or some combination of the two. Her family would never want for anything again, but then again he was loosing his daughter. He told her he loved her very much and promised to tell the rest of the family her message. The girl then took Sari by the arms and drug her out of her fathers arms just as the two guards on either side of her father drug him back as well. There would be no long goodbye! The girl led her to the side of the room farthest from the men holding the trays and from there they witnessed the rest of the choosing.

The Shaw must have taken no interest in the girl after Sari for she was already being led away and the final girl was being led forward. Again the Shaw rose and walked around the girl once and nodded to the man holding the tray with the bowl. The man came forward one more time and the Shaw dipped a finger in. From this side of the room Sari had a much better view of what was happen, although she knew fully what was happening as well. Sari was surprised by the forced the Shaw used to slide his finger into the girl, he hadn’t been that rough with her. Sari noticed that the guards didn’t have a hold of this girls father like her fathers had, Had moved to protect her? When the girl was told to bend over she couldn’t suppress a grunt as the Shaw forced his entire finger into her anus. Again Sari was confused, he had been so gentle with her, why was he now being so forceful? After the girl was told to stand back up and the Shaw had walked back in front of her for one final look he turned to the woman in black and said “This one too, prepare her normally.” With that the Shaw turned and headed for the door, his guards taking place in front and behind him.

The only other girl chosen was given even less time to say goodbye to her father before they were pulled away. The two new girls were led through the back door by the woman in black, each escorted by the girl in white stockings that had taken them to their fathers. Sari wondered what would become of the clothes she had worn and left in the back room. Would her father grab them for one of her sisters? As soon as they crossed the threshold of the door the woman in black stockings suddenly turned on them.

Looking at Sari she said “What is your name girl?”

“Sari Ma’am”

“You will call me Mistress, I am in charge of this harem and though I may be called to be used by the Shaw the same as you, I deserve and demand your respect.”

“Y..Yes Mistress” Sari replied.

The Mistress turn to the other girl and said “And your name?”

“Kari Mistress.”

The woman in black chuckled “Kari and Sari, I’m sure there will be a many jokes about this pairing. Get to know each other well, you will be spending a lot of time together. You will bunk together when not being used. You are each others grooming partners. It is your responsibility to make sure the other is always in perfect form. You will wash each other, shave each other and any other possible thing the other might need, including preparing her when the Shaw has use of her. Do you understand?”

” Yes Mistress” they both said in unison, although Sari wasn’t sure she did.

The Mistress turned to the girl that had led Kari back and said “Taker and start the preparations as normal.”

“Yes Mistress.” The girl in white stockings said. Then led Kari down the hall they were standing in.

The Mistress turned to Sari and the girl in white stockings with her and said “Come with me.” And just like that they were headed down the hall in the opposite direction as Kari.

The Mistress led them down the hall a short distance and into a small room. The only furniture was a small bed with very average bedding and a chest of drawers. There were several girls in the room, all wearing the same white stockings, waiting for their arrival. Sari was told to stand in the middle of the room and everyone made themselves busy around her.

The Mistress then spoke “The rules are simple here girl, First you are to let no man touch you other then the Shaw himself, the punishment is severe. The man caught touching one of the Shaw’s harem girls is castrated and from this point on will become one of the harem guards. Sari figured that was what had happened to the two men with the trays at the choosing ceremony. The punishment for the girl is much worse. Most of the girls don’t survive. Second you will do whatever the Shaw says without question. This also will incur a very strict punishment. You are to do whatever I say without question, I also am allowed to punish you if I feel it is necessary. And finally you may be punished for no other reason but to entertain the Shaw himself. Do you understand?”

“Yes Mistress”

Just then one of the other girls in the room presented Sari with what looked like a small root. “Eat it.” the Mistress ordered

“What is it?” Sari asked

“It is a root that will help to prevent you from becoming pregnant, and that is the last question I will answer when I give you an order. Do you understand?”

“Yes Mistress.” Sari took the root from the girl and did as she was told. She was then laid on her back on the bed with her legs hanging over the edge spread apart. A girl came and knelt between her legs with a bowl and started spreading a cream on her legs and around her pussy. When her legs and pussy were completely covered the girl leaned back and handed the bowl to a another girl and received a razor in return and started to shave Sari. The girl was obviously very experienced at this. She moved quickly and very shortly Sari was shaved clean. Pulled back to her feet Sari was told to raise her arms and the same girl then shaved her arm pits clean as well. Sari was once again told to bend over and grab her ankles. As Sari obeyed another girl moved beside her and grabbed both of her ass cheeks and spread them apart. Sari couldn’t believe it when the girl began shaving even her ass. When this was completed she was told to stand.

“She is ready.” the girl who had been shaving her said.

“Take her and wash her then.” said the Mistress. “But be careful not to spoil her, the Shaw wants her whole.”

Four girls in white stockings moved forward and led her silently out of the room and further down the hall. They entered the last room in the hall and Sari was amazed at the size of the room. She had never seen a room so big in her life. Almost the entire room was taken up by a huge pool of water, it couldn’t have been more then two and half feet deep but it must have been twenty feet square. Near the door was a table with pitchers, soap, towels and extra rolled up white stockings on it. The four girls all stopped and bent to remove their stockings. Two girls then led Sari into the pool while the other two went to the table and grabbed a bar of soap and a pitcher each. Sari could only wonder at how this much water we kept warm as she stepped into it. As she reached the center of the pool she was told to kneel, the second two girls arrived and handed the bars of soap to the first two. The two girls with the pitchers leaned down and filled the pitchers from the pool and emptied them onto Sari. Once Sari was completely wet the two girls with the soap then knelt beside her and started to wash her. Starting with her hair and moving down, as the girls worked their way down her body the two girls with the pitchers would rinse her clean. She had to admit she found the whole process rather enjoyable. Even though Sari should have seen it coming she was still surprised when one of the girls kneeling beside her slid her hand between Sari’s legs and started washing her pussy at the same time the other girl started washing her ass. Again overwhelmed by embarrassment at being touched in such private places she couldn’t help but enjoy these girls tender caresses. The finger on her pussy was slowly moving back and forth along the length of her lips, slowly little by little easing its way between them. While at the same time the finger on her ass was making slow circles around her anus. She watched the two women with the pitchers move in closer and each took one of her nipples in their hand and roll them back and forth between finger and thumb. She was so overwhelmed by these sensations she couldn’t help but gasp as she closed her eyes. Sari decided to let go and just enjoy this moment. She tried to lean forward pressing her breasts harder into the girls hands while at the same time her hips started to buck trying to ride the fingers on her pussy and ass harder. Almost as one the fingers on her ass and pussy slid the smallest amount into her and she was almost overcome by the waves of pleasure that had started to crash onto her. The finger wiggles inside of her, moving in and out of her. The fingers slid out of her only to penetrate there way back in, never going any deeper inside of her though she wanted them to. She wasn’t sure how much more she could take, she was about to be washed away, just when she thought she would be overcome with pleasure everything suddenly stopped leaving her reeling. She felt the four girls around her supporting her as she was left gasping, trying to catch her breath and come back down from these sensations. When Sari had finally come back to herself she was disappointed to find she was being led out of the pool. Why hadn’t they finished what they had started, and why had she enjoyed what these GIRLS had done to her? She thought only men were supposed to make her feel like this, was something wrong with her? Or was this normal, the girls sure seemed to know what they were doing. Each of the girls grabbed a towel and started to dry her and each other off. Having still not completely come down from the sensations before she found herself truly enjoying the feel of these girls hands on her even through the towels. What was wrong with her? When everyone was dry the four girls went back to the table and each grabbed a pair of stocking. As the four girls bent to pull the stockings onto their legs Sari’s eyes were drawn to their groins, perfectly smooth bald pussies, nice puckered assholes and she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to caress and massage them. The girls finished replacing their stockings and came to Sari, one knelt in front of her and lifted first one leg then the other as she pulled the same white stockings onto Sari’s legs. The girl stood and they led her out of the pool room and back down the hall to the same room they had come from.

There in the middle of the room was her Mistress standing alone now. Sari’s eyes were immediately drown down to what could only be described as a belt that she was wearing. Only hanging down from the belt was a large leather cock and balls. The only penis Sari had ever seen was her fathers when she had accidentally walked in on him in the outhouse. This was much larger though and looked almost hard when her fathers had been very limp.

The Mistress looked at one of the four escorting Sari and said “You will stay.” Then with a glance to the other three she added “The rest of you are dismissed.”

Almost as one all four girls said “Yes Mistress.” The three excused themselves while the other one stayed. She knew it was the girl that had been massaging her pussy earlier.

The Mistress then turned to her and said “I see you have your stockings on, very good. You are not to be seen without them from now on. The only time you are allowed to be without them is when you are bathing. Is that understood?”

“Yes Mistress”

The Mistress went over to the chest of drawers and pulled a drawer out reached in pulled something out and closed it. What she held up for Sari looked like a mini version of the leather cock hanging between the Mistress’ legs. Only at the back end there was a little cap with a string looped through it. “This is to help prepare you if the Shaw decides to use your ass. Bend over and grab your ankles again.” Sari had a chance to see her Mistress dip the mini cock into a bowl exactly like the one the Shaw had used before using his finger on the girls before bending over. Looking between her legs she saw her Mistress come behind her, the cock waving between her legs as she walked. She once again felt the cool soothing cream on her ass as her Mistress gently rubbed the tip of the mini cock around her anus. Sari almost screamed as her Mistress forced the mini cock into her ass all the way to the cap at the end. Though it was only about 2 inches around it was still more then she was prepared to take. “You will keep this inside of you until you are called to the Shaw, and you will thank me if he decides to use your ass tonight.”

“It is time you learned some basics. Get down on your knee’s in front of me.” Sari stepped forward and got onto her knee’s. The mini cock in her ass felt huge in this position. The large leather cock hanging right in front of her face. “This is to represent a cock, it is just like the Shaw’s. One way of pleasing the Shaw it to take it in your mouth and slide it in and out. Do this now. As Sari leaned forward she opened her mouth just enough to let the tip in her mouth and slowly moved her head back and forth along it. Just then she felt the mistress’ hand on the back of her head and pulled her forward harshly. Half of the cock was forced into her mouth and down her throat. Sari was trying not to gag on it but not doing a very good job when she heard “You will take as much of it in your mouth as you can, you will receive further training on this later and when you are done you will be able to take all of it into your mouth without gagging on it. Unfortunately we don’t have time for that now. Just take it as deep as you can then slide back. You should be sucking on it the entire time. You should be using your tongue to stimulate it further. You will never touch it with your teeth, that is very important,. You can use your hand to massage it as well as caress the balls, which are the two things hanging below it.” Sari got the impression she had given this speech many times. There was a sort of monotone drone to it. However Sari listened intently trying to do all the things her Mistress was saying. ” You can lick and gently suck on these balls as well. Try to be creative and mix it up. Pay very close attention to the Shaw’s reactions for it is for his benefit you are doing this. If you do a good job and he does not stop you, there will be a point where the cock will start to spasm, be prepared when this happens for he is about to cum in your mouth. Which means a salty liquid will start to come out of the end of his cock. You are to swallow every drop he gives you. Spilling any will greatly disappoint him and you can be assured you will be punished for this.” The Mistress having watcher her go through the drill on the leather cock was satisfied she had a good idea what to do and asked “Do you have any questions?”

Sari leaned back letting the penis fall from her mouth and answered “No Mistress.”

“Good then lets move on. You must also learn to please a female since I don’t know if you will be used alone tonight. Go lay down on the bed with your legs spread.” Sari got up and laid down on the bed with her knee’s bent slightly and her legs spread apart. “Nariah here will please you first. Pay attention to what she is doing to you for you will please her next.” Without another word spoken she felt the other girl climb between her legs. The girl started kissing her way down one of Sari’s thighs. Just as she was about to reach Sari’s pussy she stopped and moved back and started to kiss her way down the other thigh. Again just before she would reach Sari’s pussy she stopped, only this time she moved forward and quickly sucked one of Sari’s nipples into her mouth, her teeth grazing across it as she sucked. With a moan Sari couldn’t help but put her hands on the back of the girls head and pull her tighter to her breast. After a few moments the girl pulled back and moved to Sari’s other nipple. It wasn’t until the girl moaned into her breast that she realized one of her hands had moved down from the girls head to cup one of her breasts. She pinched the girls nipple like the two girls had done to her in the bath and was rewarded with another moan into her breast. The girl let Sari’s nipple slip from her mouth and started kissing her way down Sari’s stomach to settle in again between her legs. This time however the girl did kiss her pussy. She started at the top and planted little feathery kisses down her pussy lips. As soon as the girl reached the bottom of her pussy she felt the girls tongue slip between her pussy lips and slide all the way back up to the top. As the girl pulled back just a little to spread her pussy lips apart with her hands Sari realized she had two fists full of the girls hair in her hands. The girl moved back in and started to lick Sari again. This time starting at the bottom. Sari’s lips now spread by the girls hands made it much easier for her to tease Sari’s opening with her tongue. She ran her tongue in circles around Sari’s opening first one way, then switching and going the other way. Soon Sari was grinding her pussy against the girls face. Slowly the girl slid her tongue further up between Sari’s pussy lips and she gently pulled her hood back with her fingers. The girl then slowly dragged the entire length of her tongue across Sari’s now exposed little clit. The girl must have hooked a finger into the loop of string on the mini leather cock in her ass because the small tugs the girl was giving it was sending Sari closer and closer to the edge. As the tip of her tongue hit Sari’s clit the girl started to flick it back and forth across it, but it wasn’t until the girl moved in just a little further and took Sari’s clit into her mouth and sucked on it while still teasing it with her tongue that Sari finally exploded into her first ever orgasm. Sari couldn’t control her hips as they bucked against the girls mouth. She couldn’t control the moans and grunts she was only vaguely aware she was letting out. She never wanted this feeling to end. But as all good things do she could feel this too coming to an end. She was slowly coming back to her senses. Slowly gaining control of her body again. She had never imagined anything could feel so good and was already ready to do whatever she had to to feel it again. As Sari finally regained her breath she heard her Mistress’ voice.

“Its your turn now, it looked like Nariah did a great job on you, I would hope you return the favor and do just as good on her.”

As the girl moved out from between Sari’s legs she took on of her hands and helped to pull her up. Sari let her self be pulled up by the girl. She stood at the foot of the bed her head still spinning a little as she watched the girl take her place on the bed. As she watched the girl she noticed a large wet spot on the bed between her legs, she wasn’t sure where it had come from. Had she accidentally pee’d the bed during her moment of intense pleasure? Sari was shaken from her thoughts when her Mistress called “She is ready, what are you waiting for?”

Sari was reminded of the moment before when she had been staring at this girls pussy and wondered what it would be like to be able to touch and caress it. Now she would know. She climbed onto the bed on her hands and knee’s between the girls legs. Sari had paid attention to what the girl had done to her, but still, doing it back was completely different. She was once again nervous. She tentatively reached one hand out and ran a finger across the top of the girls pussy lips tracing it up and down. She gently pulled her pussy lips open and looked at the soft pink flesh inside. She could see where the girls opening was as well as the fleshy hood that hid this girls sensitive little clit. “You will have plenty of time to look and explore later. It is strongly encouraged for the girls to take pleasure in each other when waiting to be used by the Shaw. But as for now we don’t have time. You know what to do, now do it!” Sari didn’t wait to respond to her Mistress she just leaned in and sealed her mouth against the girls pussy. As she started sucking on the girls hood and her clit beneath it she felt the girl start to squirm under her. She couldn’t believe how much she liked the taste of the fluids that coated her pussy. Sari remembered that she had wanted so badly for the girl to slide a finger into her when she was taking care of Sari, so she decided to do this for the girl. As her finger slowly slid into the tight, warm and wet pussy the girl let out a very loud moan. If it felt this good why didn’t the girl do this for her, she was the one who knew what she was supposed to be doing. The girl placed both hands on the back of Sari’s head and pulled her down harder into her pussy. She started bucking her hips down on Sari’s finger, her moans growing louder. It was at this moment that Sari remembered how the girl had teased her at first, she took her time, built up some anxiousness in Sari. Sari pulled her mouth free of this girls pussy and while keeping her finger sliding inside of the girl she moved up and followed through on a strangest of urges. She kissed the girl. She had only ever kissed one boy in her life and this was not the same kind of kiss. Her lips had barely grazed the boys lips so briefly. She had seen her parents kiss a couple of times, really kiss, and she tried to mimic that. She pressed her lips onto the girls mouth firmly then let them open slightly, the girls mouth followed along. Their tongues met and slowly danced around each other. Both girls moaned into each others mouths. As they continued to kiss Sari slid her thumb up between the girls pussy lips. She placed her thumb on top of the girls clit and pressed down, rocking her thumb back and forth across it in rhythm with her finger sliding in and out of her. The girl broke their kiss panting as she started grinding her pussy against Sari’s hand. Sari could tell the girl was close to exploding the way she had, so she moved back down between her legs. She pulled her thumb away from the girl and again sucked the girls little clit into her mouth through her hood. Sari remembered how the girl playing with the leather cock in her ass was one of the final things that had pushed her over the edge so she brushed a finger of her free hand against the girls pussy getting it nice and wet. Then ever so gently pushed it into the girls anus. The girls hands flew to the back of Sari’s head pulling her tightly against her pussy. Her legs slammed closed around her head as she let out a surprisingly load moan. Had she been this loud? Just then Sari felt a fluid running down her hand and she understood why the bed had been wet when she finished. Sari let the girls hood slip from between her lips and leaned down to try and lap up as much of the fluid as possible, not wanting to waste any it tasted so good. All to soon Sari felt the girls legs relax, her hands drop to her sides on the bed and whole body seem to sag into the bed. Sari knew the girl was done. She felt a huge pride in having done such a good job in returning the favor to this girl. Sari again moved forward, she wrapped her arms around the girl and again started to kiss her.

” I think the lesson for today is complete.” Their Mistress interrupted. “You have had a long day and will need your rest before the Shaw calls you, for I think you have a long night ahead of you as well. Nariah come!” Nariah gave Sari one last glance before she got up and stood behind their Mistress Sari could see that the girl didn’t want to leave as much as she didn’t want her to. “Get some sleep, you will need it” And just like that she let Nariah out the door and closed it.

Sari had so many thoughts running through her head she didn’t know how she was ever going to get to sleep. But sleep came surprisingly fast.

Part 2 ???

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Just a fantasy of mine 🙂

My phone chimed and i reached for it excitedly in the hopes that it was her. And by her i mean this amazing girl that i had been talking to for a few months now. I know it sounds lame but i had been so tired of all the lesbian drama that surrounded my current social circle that i had begun looking elsewhere for love. And by elsewhere i do indeed mean online dating. Yes yes go ahead and laugh but i had met the most amazing girl through this outlet so i was glad that i had taken the chance.

Her name was Brittany. She was a beautiful southern belle. Educated and sexy with long gorgeous blonde hair, sexy glasses that made her look like a hot librarian, boobs that could only be described as orbs of delicious and eyes that were blue enough to drown in. She was witty to the point of being sarcastic and i loved it. It hadnt taken me long to fall. And now as my phone chirped its annoying little ringtone i couldn’t help but smile as her name popped up on my screen.

As i said we had been talking for several months but we had never met. Thats not to say i didn’t want to meet her but she just so happened to live a cool eight hundred miles away. Kind of difficult to see each other on a regular basis. However as circumstance would have it we were so right for each other that it was hard to be rational about it and let the relationship die. So we didn’t. We continued our flirting and talking. But one thing i noticed about her was how collected and reserved she was when it came to sex. We almost never joked about it. Rarely talked seriously about it. And whenever i tried to get a little heavier than just flirtatious with her she would deftly steer the conversation in another direction. It drove me absolutely nuts! I have to admit i wanted nothing more than to make this beauty lose control with me.

I opened the text message expecting to see the usual “hey wyd?” or “how are you?” instead i see a picture…my jaw immediately dropped. There she was in this sexy pair of black panties and a lacy bra to match. And the look in those blue eyes of hers was enough to make a girl melt. The caption read “i need to see you…soon.” I caught my breath for a moment before taking in the whole of the picture. As my eyes moved from those pouty lips of hers down to the tops of her amazing breasts i felt a warmth move from my abdomen to between my legs..oh shit was she hot. I let my eyes fall to her hips and it was clear…i needed to see her too.

I texted her back telling her how incredibly gorgeous i thought she was…all the while formulating a plan.

I had some vacation time coming up from my bar tending job and i fully intended on witnessing the sight i had just beheld on my phone…in person. So i got a round trip plane ticket, called my boss and let him know i was heading out of town in a few days and i began to pack. I made sure to put in my sexiest panties, my tightest jeans and a few well picked low cut tops. i was going to go all out. to top it off i threw in a pair of my high end black stilettos.

The day came and i was ready to head out. i was all dressed up and i took one last look at myself in the mirror taking in my shoulder length black layered hair, my eyes that were lost somewhere between hazel and chocolate brown, my breasts that were at least a C cup, tan and peaking from the layers of my vneck and cami, my long legs that accentuated the pair of slightly worn buckle jeans that i had chosen and my curvy hips that were the only sign that i was indeed part latina. I was ready for this and i was ready for her. I put on one last touch up of light pink lipstick, patted my black labs head and grabbed my suitcase, leaving a key under the mat for the dog sitter. I was on my way.

The plane ride was somewhat ridiculous as i was sitting next to an old man that smelled somewhat like mothballs and 409. But i was too nervous and excited to care. I hadnt told Brittany that i was on my way because i wanted it to be a surprise. I was hoping that she wouldn’t be annoyed at my sudden appearance but for some reason i just knew she wouldn’t be.

As the plane coasted onto the tarmac in the Mississippi airport i began to get butterflies. What was she going to think? How would she react? And most importantly where was this going to go? I had plenty of time to ponder these questions as i waited for my baggage and then again for my rental car which i promptly hopped into proceeding to dig around in my bag for my bottles of ed hardy and burburry brit which i proceeded to spritz on. She wasnt going to forget this…or me. i wanted this first impression to be memorable. I wanted her to look back and remember how i smelled…how i looked…and how i tasted to her. I closed my eyes imagining her kiss for a moment before starting the car up and heading out.

Luckily the rental place had thought to throw in a GPS. I would have had absolutely no idea how to get to her place otherwise. But i followed the step by step directions and as i neared her place i texted her asking her if she was at home. She responded with a yes. So i told her to step outside in the next ten minutes. she responded with a series of question marks and i responded with a “just do it.” As i pulled up i saw her eyeing my car from her porch. I smiled nervously and parked the car. The windows were tinted so i knew she couldn’t see who i was yet. But she had to have an idea. I perked up my boobs, checked my makeup in the rearview and opened the door, stepping out cautiously.

I jumped suddenly as i heard a squeal of excitement and she came running towards me.
“Danielle!”
I smiled and held out my arms as she ran toward me.
She burried her face in my neck and hugged me tight.
This was going better than i had thought. She stepped back for a second looking at me. “God you are just as beautiful in person as i thought you would be.” she said as a blush crossed her face. I looked at her and then at the ground a little shyly. “Well thank you. But im nothing compared to you.” She smiled and pulled me close again. She fit in my arms perfectly. Coming up to just my chin. Her hair smelled like peaches and she smelled glorious. She pulled away for a second taking my hand. “Come inside! How rude of me! You must be exhausted!” she said as she pulled me inside.

The evening progressed at a grand rate. She made a simple but delicious dinner and opened a bottle of red wine for the two of us. After a few glasses i could notice she was loosening up. And i also noticed that she was touching me more and more often. A touch to my arm gave me goosebumps. Her brushing her thigh against mine made me shiver. Every touch from her was driving me nuts. I was thinking of this when all of a sudden what she said fully caught my attention.
“You want to kiss me don’t you.” she said matter of factly.
I looked at her with disbelief in my eyes but the look in her blue eyes showed me this was not an innocent question. She wanted me to kiss her. So in response to her question i took her chin lightly in my hand…leaned over and kissed her. Her lips immediately parted against mine and i felt her pull closer to me on the couch. Most first kisses only last a moment..but i had no intentions of pulling away and she didn’t seem to either as her tongue played over mine gently. Her kiss was as perfect as it was genuine and i found my body responding to her in ways that it had never responded to anyone. I gasped a little as her hands found their way to my sides and her nails trailed up the bare skin under my shirt. Her kisses got a little deeper and she would bite my lip gently. I let my own hands mirror her movements and i trailed my fingertips up her sides. I felt her catch her breath and her kisses got a little distracted as she focused on my touch. I decided to take control. I took her hand in mine and stood up pulling her up with me.
“take me to the bedroom.” i said without hesitation.
Her eyes glimmered and she pulled me excitedly down the hall and to her beautifully decorated bedroom.
I had her against the wall in seconds and pressed my lips against hers once more but more fervently this time. I was going to make her mine tonight. My hands slip up under her shirt as i kissed her and i trailed my fingers around her bra and up and down her sides…memorizing every curve with my touch. I then slid her shirt over her head and pulled her close again still keeping her pressed against the wall..i fumbled around her back for a mere second unclasping her bra and freeing those amazing tits of hers. I stepped back for a moment taking them in hungrily with my eyes before pinning her wrists above her head with one hand and resuming my kisses. i let my lips trail down her jawline and to her neck slowly but deliberately. I ran my tongue down to her neck, biting gently and sucking softly. I heard a small moan escape her lips and her hands barely struggled against mine. I then moved my kisses down her chest before taking one of her soft pink nipples between my lips, sliding my tongue over it gently until i felt it become hard. I nipped at it softly and she let out a small cry as i did so but pressed her breasts against me letting me know she liked it. I worked on both of her breasts with my tongue as i let my free hand wander down her bare side and down to her hips. I trailed my fingertips over the hem of her jeans and i felt her squirm a little…i knew right then she was getting wet for me.

I undid the snap on her jeans gently and unzipped them even more slowly so as to build the tension but i did not yet remove them. Instead i slid my hand up her thigh through her jeans and then barely ran a finger up between her legs. She moaned a little louder this time and tried to press into my touch but i wouldn’t allow it. I barely grazed her crotch a couple more times before leading her over to the edge of the bed. I pushed her down on it roughly with a smile and she looked up at me with a mixture of lust and want in her eyes. I took her jeans off slowly as she leaned back on the bed. She was trying to remain calm but the movement of her hips as i slid her jeans down and the moisture i could see through her panties was enough to tell me otherwise. I slid my own shirt and jeans off giving her a little bit of a show before sliding my body slowly up hers…running my tongue up her thigh and stopping at waist level. I slid my tongue along the top of her panties and i heard her breathing become slightly heavier. I began to massage her thighs and i parted them gently. “ooh god” she moaned with her eyes closed. “I want to feel your tongue on my pussy…please.” I responded by kissing my way down the front of her sexy little panties before sliding my tongue up the wet cloth between her legs. I could already taste her and i felt my own pussy growing wet at the thought of tasting her further.

I played my tongue up and down the wet cloth gently for a moment before I couldn’t take it anymore..i slid those panties off of her and before i knew it i was teasingly slipping my tongue between those most cunt lips of hers. She was shaved and smooth and she tasted sweet and perfect. I watched her as i licked her and her hands gripped the sheets as she pushed her hips forward into my face. Her eyes were shut and she was beginning to pant. I slipped my tongue a little deep as i began to fuck her gently with it. Her hips rocked a little. “Oh shit i want to feel your fingers inside me.” she said with a growl. I obliged by moving my tongue play up to her clit as i slowly slid one finger into her tight little pussy. She moaned and shoved her hips down on it. I sucked on her clit gently as i fucked her as slowly as i could manage wanting to tease her to the point of losing all control.

Finally she reached down and began rubbing herself as i fucked her…i couldn’t take it anymore…i slid another finger into her as i slide my body all the way up hers so that i could kiss her lips deeply. I began to fuck her at a faster pace and her body moved in rythym with mine. i felt her pussy tighten around my fingers and i felt as i f I might nearly cum from the sensation of it all. Her breasts bounced as i began to fuck her harder and both of her hands found their way to my back. I slid a third finger into her and i kissed her passionately. I was filling her up and she was loving every second of it. She was soaked and her hips were moving franticly with my thrusts. I began to kiss her neck and her low moans that were growing louder and louder were turning me on spurning me to fuck her harder faster and deeper. Our bodies were moving together now and i felt her body tense up as i thrust into her..she was going to cum. I alternated the speed and depth of my thrusts until i felt her nails dig into my back. I whispered into her ear “cum all over my fingers baby.” as i felt her tighten. She screamed softly..”oh god Danielle! i am going to cum don’t stop don’t stop! DONT STOP! FUCK!” Her whole body tensed and she began to cum all over my fingers. I had never felt such intimacy with someone. I kissed her gently as her body was still shaking slightly from orgasms. She looked up into my eyes and i knew she was glad that i had showed up. Her fingers played softly through my hair and a smile spread across those luscious lips of hers as she said “and now its time to return the favor!”

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