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Steve and Diane’s daughters welcome them home with a wild time.

Editing Reality

Book One: Naughty Fantasies Created

Chapter Fourteen: Naughty Welcome Home

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this.

Linda Davies

I had so many questions. It was so strange to realize that I had lived another life. That Steve knew it and I didn’t. I glanced at him as we left behind the naked woman. We had sex in public, and no one cared because he edited reality.

The power my husband had.

A strange, dizzy sway rushed through me. My husband had all this power. I bit my lower lip as I pondered this change to our lives. I was a different woman because of him. I glanced at Steve as we crossed the sky bridge towards the parking garage. Sounds echoed.

“You have questions,” he said. He swallowed. “Are you mad learning I changed you?”

“I don’t know how I can be mad,” I said. “I mean… I’m happy. I had a great weekend with Marissa and Evaline. I was excited to hear that you were having sex with our daughters.” I shuddered. It was something the rest of the world thought was wrong, just like my parents thought it was wrong for me to be bisexual. They had so poisoned me against my sexuality when I was young that I almost repressed myself. But in college, I found the courage to tell Steve the truth.

Because Steve had changed me just enough so I would.

“I don’t remember this other version of myself,” I said. “I can’t even comprehend why I would be mad. Even knowing that you had sex with our daughters, I can’t be angry because… It’s something I wanted. It feels natural to me.”

He nodded. We reached our car. He unlocked it with his keychain remote. The trunk popped open. He threw my suitcase and carry on bag in there as I mulled over something. He edited me, so he must have edited our daughters.

Did that change things?

I pondered that question. The rest of the world would think it’s wrong for a man to have sex with his daughters. I didn’t, but he’d also changed me. I looked at it from a rational view. What did that mean?

“So… did you change our daughters into your sluts?” I asked him after we slipped into the car.

He pulled on his seatbelt and said, “I just gave them the courage to be honest about their feelings for me. They both had crushes on me.”

“Oh,” I said. I smiled. “Well, Sam has always been a daddy’s girl.”

“Yeah, a tomboy. She used to hate wearing skirts. Always wore pants.”

I blinked at that. I couldn’t imagine Sam wearing pants if she didn’t have to. She would only to play around in the woods or to work in the garage with my husband, but other times, she wanted girly skirts, to look cute.

“And Becky? Was she different, too?”

“No, not really. I changed Sam wanting to wear skirts because you two used to fight about it all the time.”

“Well, girls should wear skirts and look feminine,” I said then frowned. “We used to fight about it?”

“And you used to be paranoid that Becky was a closet lesbian.”

“What?” I gasped. “I would be happy if she was a lesbian.”

“You were so depressed about your own desire for women, you were afraid Becky would go down that route.” He said it so calm, talking about this other version of me I couldn’t even imagine. “You were riddled with guilt about it.”

I bit my lip. “So… I guess I can’t be mad because it sounds like things are better. I’m happy. The girls are happy. I don’t even mind if you fucked one of your students because…”

“We’ve been sharing women for years, I guess,” Steve said. “I’ve watched a few of our encounters on the app. Relived them, but our lives are so different from what I remember. So I hope you’ll be patient with me if I say things that make no sense to you.”

“Of course,” I said. “So… what next? What are you going to do with your other wish?”

“I’m going to make our city better. For the homeless and others,” he told me.

I smiled at him. “Oh, that sounds like a good idea. Since you’ve been perving with our daughters all weekend.”

“And you weren’t perving all weekend in Vegas?” I asked. “You girls were naughty at the strip club.”

I laughed.

I told him all about my weekend on the drive home. Traffic was bad as we made our way to the east side, skirting south of Lake Washington and working our way up to our small city of Rainier. It was a lot of fun to tell him about my weekend. I always did when I got back from my trips to see Marissa.

I guess the old me never did these trips. Just suppressed all my desires for women. It sounded utterly boring. I must have been miserable. No wonder he changed me. I mean, it was probably to satiate his own perverse desire, but I didn’t care about that.

I had my own perverse desires. It was wonderful we could be open about them. I was sure God wasn’t happy with us, but He would forgive us. He had a great deal of compassion to forgive us flawed humans and…

“So how did you get this power?” I asked him as we neared our house.

“An angel came to me,” he said. “Said the Most High gave me this power. To see what I would do with it.”

“So it’s a good thing you’re helping the town,” I said.

He snorted. “Anael would disagree.”

“Anael… Is that the angel?”

My husband nodded, glancing at me. He had a smile playing on his lips. He was a handsome man with that dark-brown hair combed back, his eyes this warm brown. I patted his leg, glad he had this power.

“Well, I’ll help you use this power.”

“Thanks,” he said, patting my hand.

“We can use your powers to make a better city, a better Washington State!” A shudder ran through me. “A better U.S.”

“Just three people a day,” my husband said.

A giddy thrill ran through me. I had to think about how to help him. What we could do with the power. I loved charity work, and I was glad he wanted to help the homeless. I worked as a volunteer nurse at Rainier Free Clinic.

Then he pulled into our driveway. I was eager to see our daughters. They were both women now. Sam was texting me all weekend. She was eager for me to get home. She was definitely bi like me. Becky, on the other hand, might just be the sort of girl that dabbled in lesbianism to please the men in her lives.

I climbed out of the car as Steve fetched my suitcase. There were definitely perks to loving a man. Marissa, or another woman, wouldn’t carry my suitcase for me. I smiled at Steve, eager to give him a delicious reward. Something hot and naughty.

“Thank you,” I said, smiling at him. Some women expected men to serve them, to open doors and do the heavy lifting and make the big bucks, but they didn’t think to thank them for it. To appreciate what their men did.

Steve grinned at me. It was a boyish look, proud that he could carry my luggage with ease. I pulled the keys out of my purse. They jingled as I searched through all of them on the ring for the house’s When I found it, I opened the door.

And grinned.

My daughters waited for us both in negligees. Becky had a light-blue nightie that hung off her large breasts. The cloth swayed down to her thighs, just covering her pussy. My busty daughter had inherited my tits, her nipples poking hard at her nightie’s fabric. Her glasses sparkled, her green eyes glowing. She wore her auburn hair loose instead of in a braid. It fell about her face, transforming her into a sexy minx.

Then Sam, wearing a purple negligee that hugged her petite body, flounced to me. Her short, red hair swayed about her face. She had lithe legs. I couldn’t imagine her wearing pants all the time. Those legs were too beautiful not to be shown off by sexy skirts and skimpy nighties.

Sam’s arms went around my neck. Her mouth glued to mine. It was so hot to finally kiss my daughter. To enjoy the incestuous taste of her lips on my mouth. Her tongue thrust past my lips and swirled around inside of my mouth, stimulating me. I groaned, my hands clutching her ass, groping her and pulling her tight to me.

My heart pounded and my pussy went molten in a moment.

Sam broke the kiss, her green eyes glowing. “Welcome home, Mom!”

“Mmm, what a delicious welcome,” I said, my hands squeezing her tight tush through her satin negligee. “You’re looking cute. Just scrumptious.”

“Oooh, you want to eat me up, Mommy?” she asked, arching an eyebrow.

I nodded my head.

“Of course,” I said. “Gonna lick you all up, you naughty minx.”

Then Becky was joining us, my busty daughter snuggling into my other side. She nibbled on my ear. I shivered as she licked my lobe. My toes curled. Heat ripped out of my pussy. Becky felt so… confident. So bold the way she nibbled. Her shyness seemed to have vanished from her.

I slipped my arm around her, grabbing her rump, too. She was a little plumper than Sam, a little curvier. I held my twenty-year-old and eighteen-year-old daughters close to me. They were just delicious to feel against me.

“So,” I said, grinning at them. “We’re going to have fun, aren’t we?”

“Welcome home, Mom!” Becky grinned. “That’s what we do! It’s going to be amazing!”

They both snuggled up to me and nibbled on the slope of my neck. I felt like such a naughty perv, a wicked MILF enjoying such nubile, young flesh. I glanced at my husband and he had such a big smile on his face, a huge bulge in his pants.

Then my daughters were breaking away from me. They seized my hands and dragged me across the living room. Their eyes were glowing, Sam almost bouncing in place, Becky’s tits swaying, rustling against her light-blue negligee.

“We’re going to do such naughty things to you, Mom,” said Sam. She licked her lips. “Becky and I have been practicing on each other.”

Becky’s cheeks burned bright. “We have, Mommy. I hope you’ll enjoy it.”

“Why wouldn’t I enjoy it?” I asked, arching an eyebrow at my daughter’s. “We’re going to get wild, right?”

My daughter’s both nodded, Sam squeezing my hand.

They led me up the stairs and down the hallway to my bedroom. We passed James’s room, his door sealed shut. I felt a little bad that he wasn’t joining in the fun, but he did have those strange Anime girls that he somehow brought to life and…

I blinked. My husband must have made him some girlfriends. What a loving father. He wanted his children happy. The door opened and James peered out. He was his father but younger, handsome and cute at the same time.

“Hey, Mom,” he said. “I see you’re joining the fun in there.”

“I am,” I said. “Hi girls!”

“Hi, Mrs. Davies!” Orihime called. “Have fun! We’ll keep James out of your hair!”

My son’s cheeks went red. Then he closed his door. I giggled as my daughter’s kept pulling me farther down the hallway. They drew me into the master bedroom, my heart racing. Then their hands attacked my clothing.

Steve followed us in, slipping my suitcase into the closet as my girls had me spinning around. Their hands were stripping off my clothing. My blouse was falling to the ground before I knew it. My tits were out, hands squeezing them. Sam buried her face between them, squealing in delight for a moment. Then my two daughters were hauling down my skirt. They ripped my skirt down my thighs, my pussy clenching.

They pushed me down on the bed, Sam seizing the waistband of my panties. She yanked them down and threw them to the floor. Steve watched, stripping naked himself as our daughters got me naked. Becky already groped my naked tits, her fingers digging into my pillowy flesh.

“Your breasts are just so amazing, Mom!” groaned Becky. She kneaded my tits. She massaged them, teasing me. I groaned and squirmed on the bed. My heart pounded in my chest. “You’re so beautiful.”

I slid my hand up beneath her negligee, caressing her flat stomach. Her skin was so smooth. She whimpered as my hand found her breast. I squeezed her soft tit. Hers were firmer than mine, but still so deliciously pillowy. I kneaded her tit.

“Mmm, you’re tits are beautiful, too,” I said.

“Mom,” Becky gushed, such delight in my eldest daughter’s eyes.

Then she leaned her head down, her auburn locks spilling over my breasts, and sucked on my nipple. I gasped as she engulfed my dark-red nipple. She sealed her lips around my nub. She sucked and loved it. her cheeks hollowed. Tingles shot right down to my pussy. My toes curled. I whimpered at the delight she gave me.

“You do have great boobs,” Sam said. She cupped her own little tits through her purple negligee as she shifted up the bed. “Mine are so small.”

“I have a feeling your father likes them small,” I said, giving Steve a grin. The pervert was watching us, naked, his body looking fit and strong. He ran and you could tell. “He’s a perv lusting after all those nubile, young coeds he teaches.”

“Mmm, yes, he’s been having fun with Kyleigh,” Sam said a moment before she leaned down and sucked on my other nipple.

I gasped as my daughters loved my breasts. Their hands caressed my stomach, teasing me. Their mouths felt so incredible on me. It was wonderful to have my daughters nursing from me again. Both suckled differently. Sam was hungry. She would suck so hard, pulling my areola into her mouth. Then my nub popped out. She would then attack it again and again. Becky was gentle, little sucks. Her lips were rubbery. They nibbled on my nipple. Delight shot through me.

I writhed on the bed, groaning and gasping. My hips wiggled. My pussy clenched. I rubbed my thighs together, my pussy getting hotter and hotter. Their fingers danced over my stomach, brushing each other, caressing me. They moved lower and lower.

Sam’s green eyes shot up to stare at mine. She thrust her hand between my legs, cupping my pussy and pressing my bush into my dripping lips. Pleasure tingled through me as she caressed me. Her fingers danced up and down my snatch, teasing me. I gasped when her digits dipped into my snatch. She slid up and caressed me, stroking me.

“Our daughters are driving me wild, Steve,” I moaned. “You enjoying the show.”

“Mmm, I am,” my husband said, rubbing his cock.

Sam thrust a pair of fingers into my cunt. They filled me up. My snatch clenched around those digits. My body shook. My large breasts jiggled as they loved me. Both my nipples ached. Sam sucked with all her might, loving me. Becky’s hand found my breast, kneading it as she loved my nub.

My pussy grew hotter and hotter. I squirmed as Sam worked those delicate fingers in and out of me. It was incredible to feel her back inside of my pussy. She churned up my pussy. Pleasure rippled out of me. My eyes fluttered. Stars danced across the ceiling.

“You girls…” I moaned. “Oh, yes, you girls are driving me wild. I’m going to cum! This is so hot!”

“Incest is amazing,” Steve said, his voice throaty.

“Yes!” I moaned in agreement.

I was building towards my orgasm. Those delicious fingers plunged in and out of me, teasing me. My head tossed back and forth. My legs twitched. The heels of my feet rubbed into the comforter. My juices leaked out of my pussy, trickling down to my rump to soak into the blanket. The bed creaked as I spasmed.

They were so naughty. I grabbed both their asses, squeezing them through their negligees. Becky pressed her soft breasts into my side, her nipples hard through the silk of her nightie. She nibbled on my nub then sucked with more passion, her fingers digging into my breast.

The sucking on my nipples shot pleasure down to my pussy. The incestuous thrill of that wondrous heat surging through me only made me shudder. My eyes fluttered. My nubs had never felt more sensitive. I was so close to exploding.

“Sam! Becky!” I moaned, Sam’s fingers thrusting deep into my cunt. The heel of her hand massaged my clit.

“Cum for them!” said my husband, stroking his dick, his brown eyes hungry. “Cum for our daughters!”

“Yes!” I moaned, my pussy clenching down on my daughter’s thrusting fingers.

My nipples ached. Throbbed. The excitement surged through me. This wild heat crashed through my body. My head tossed from side to side as the bliss rippled through my body. My cunt convulsed and spasmed. The heat burst through me. This incestuous blaze set on fire every nerve in my body.

“Oh, my god, yes!” I howled, my nipples aching in their hungry mouths.

They suckled with such passion. That added such a treat to the bliss convulsing through my snatch. I squeezed my daughter’s rumps, pressing them tight to my body. I felt so close to them. This wondrous delight spilled through me.

“I love you!” I groaned. “You’re both my beautiful daughters! You’re both amazing! Oh, yes, I’m cumming hard!”

Sam’s mouth popped off my nipple, leaving my tit quivering. “Ooh, you are spasming about my fingers and just soaking me!”

“Yes, she is,” panted Steve. He was staring with such hunger at our daughters. I was glad to share this with him. This passion.

Sam ripped her fingers out of my pussy as my orgasm peaked. Her digits were soaked in my glistening juices. My spicy musk filled the air as she brought her fingers up toward Becky. My eldest popped her mouth off my nub, licked her lips, then engulfed her sister’s fingers.

She sucked on them like they were a mini-cock, bobbing her head, working those lips up and down those digits. Sam grinned, shooting me a wicked look. “She’s dancing her tongue around my fingers. It’s such a naughty thing to feel.”

“I bet it is,” I said, squeezing my daughters. “Now, whose pussy should I lick first.”

“Mine!” Sam screeched in girlish excitement. The type only a young girl could muster. “I call dibs, Becky!”

She threw herself to the head of the bed, leaning against it, her legs spread wide. She wasn’t wearing any panties, her negligee bunched around her waist. Her shaved pussy was on display. She’d been sexting me all weekend, sending me shots of that beautiful twat dripping with my husband’s cum.

Becky shook her head. “She’s such a brat.”

“I know,” I said. “Just spoiled.”

“She is,” said Steve.

I rolled over onto my hands and knees, feeling my husband’s eyes on my ass. I did have to thank him. A wicked idea popped into my head as I nestled between Sam’s thighs. My eighteen-year-old daughter stared down at me with such a wicked gleam in her green eyes.

“Yes, yes, eat my pussy, Mom!” she said. “Daddy does it! He’s great at it!”

“I taught him how to…” My words trailed off. Had I taught this to Steve? Did the other me, the one who ran from her bisexual desire, even knew what good pussy eating was?

“Mom?” Sam asked. “You got all loopy. Pay attention! My pussy needs eating!”

“Such a brat,” I said. “I should go eat Becky!”

Her eyes widened. “No, no, please don’t! I’m sorry, Mom! You weren’t loopy! You’re beautiful and sexy and I want you to eat me so badly!”

I breathed in her tart musk. A naughty excitement ran through me. I was about to eat my little girl out. This was so wrong. I was her mother. I gave birth to her. I groaned, lowering my lips closer and closer to her and…

I almost forgot my husband’s reward.

“Becky, come eat my pussy,” I said.

“Sure, Mom,” Becky said.

“And Steve, honey, slide your dick into our daughter’s cunt. Get yourself all nice and lubed for my ass! You deserve a treat for being such a great husband and letting me have my little girls weekend.”

“Damn,” Steve groaned. It made me wonder if he was just thrilled with my gift or with the new me. Did the old me give him anal? What must our sex life have been? It must have been the most boring, vanilla thing in the world.

“Mom!” Sam groaned. “I’m trying not to be a brat, but I’m so wet it hurts! I have like blue ovaries or something!”

“Sorry,” I said.

I nuzzled my face into my daughter’s pussy. I rubbed against her shaved flesh. I groaned at the feel of her around me. That wonderful delight. My tongue flicked out, caressing her hot folds. Her body shuddered. A gasp burst from her lips. She clenched her pussy and arched her back. Her tits thrust out before her in her nightie, two little cones of youthful perfection. I gathered up her tart juices.

Reveled in the incestuous delights of my daughter.

Becky slipped between my thighs. She grabbed my rump and pulled me down to her mouth. I groaned as I settled down on her. Her tongue flicked out, caressing me. She darted through my folds, teasing me. I whimpered into Sam’s pussy, fluttering my tongue through her hot petals.

The bed creaked. Then Becky moaned into my snatch. I pictured my husband penetrating her, sliding into my daughter’s pussy. My cunt clenched. Heat shot through me. This wicked passion beat in my heart. It thudded through me I listened to the wicked sounds of his dick plunging into her.

“Oh, yes, Dad, fuck Becky’s cunt!” moaned Sam, her hands grabbing my hair. Her eyes fluttered. “Get yourself ready to fuck Mom’s ass while she eats me! She’s so good. Ooh, she’s had so much practice.”

“I have!” I purred, loving my life. All the women I’d been with.

Becky whimpered into my pussy. Her tongue felt nice. She was eager, but a little stiff. Her strokes a little hesitant. She could be more confident in her pussy licking, but she was still caressing all the perfect places inside of me. She was making me tremble and moan. I groaned, my eyes fluttering as I lapped through Sam’s folds.

My husband grabbed my left butt-cheek and pulled it to the side. He pressed his cock with confidence on my sphincter. Like he knew I could take a good ass-fucking. Maybe the old me did let him do anal. I loved it up the ass.

He pressed his dick against my sphincter. My anal ring stretched before his lubed cock. I whimpered into Sam’s pussy, practically snorkeling in her tart, incestuous flesh. I jabbed my tongue deep into her as my husband’s cock penetrated into my bowels. My sheath gripped his cock as he sank into me. I whimpered, my nipples rubbing against the comforter.

At the same time, Becky’s tongue danced through my folds. She teased me. She caressed me as my husband bottomed out in my asshole. His balls rested on my taint. He groaned, hands sweeping down my body to grab my tits. They were full of confidence. He knew how to play with my body.

“Oh, yes, Daddy, fuck Mom’s asshole!” Sam purred, her fingers, buried in my hair, pulling me tight against my pussy. “Fuck her ass while she east me out! I’m going to cream her face!”

“Good, kumquat,” he grunted as he drew back his cock.

I groaned as the friction burned in my asshole. My bowels gripped him. I squeezed around him with all my passion, giving him delicious friction. I wanted him to be buried to the hilt in me. That wonderful bliss filling up my asshole. My eyes fluttered. There was just such a treat to being fucked up the ass by him while our daughter ate out my pussy.

Becky’s tongue grew surer. Bolder. She fluttered through my folds, teasing me. My juices poured out of me. She moaned as her tongue stroked up my labia to my clit. I gasped into Sam’s pussy, my bowels clenching around my husband’s plunging dick.

“Damn, yes!” growled Steve. “Oh, that’s good. Your asshole is tight!”

“I bet she is!” groaned Sam. “Fuck her hard, Daddy! Cum in Mom’s asshole. Let’s all cum together!”

“Uh-huh,” I panted. My hands gripped my daughter’s tush as I licked up to her clit. I sucked on her bud.

“Mom!” she gasped as my lips sealed about her little bud. Her tart juices filled my mouth as I suckled. “Oh, yes, Mom!”

“Is she driving you wild, honey?” Steve asked as he plunged into my asshole.”

“Uh-huh!” Sam groaned. “Oh, Daddy, I’m going to cum! Mom’s sucking on my clit! It’s so hot!”

Becky’s mouth moved to my clit. She latched onto it, sucking. I moaned, my breasts swaying as I shuddered. I nursed with hunger on one daughter’s bud while the other loved mine. It was so amazing. The incestuous thrill of this moment surged through me. I couldn’t wait to explode. To feel that rapture surging through my body.

It would be amazing. I would gasp and moan. My body would buck and shudder. Heat would surge hot through me. My eyes fluttered. My hips wiggled from side to side as the bliss built and built in me. It surged through me, driving me towards my climatic explosion. My husband’s cock pounding my asshole only fed my pleasure.

That hard, thick cock speared hot into my bowels again and again. I gripped him with hunger. I moaned around Sam’s clit as he plunged into my depths. His balls thwacked over and over into my taint as he squeezed my tits, kneading them as he grunted.

Sam squealed, “Mom!”

Hot juices bathed over my lips. I abandoned my daughter’s clit to lap up the juices gushing out of her climaxing pussy. I made my daughter orgasm. I gave her incestuous bliss for the first time in both our lives. It was incredible.

My clit throbbed in Becky’s hungry mouth.

My asshole squeezed down on my husband’s plunging dick.

I came.

My pussy convulsed. My bowels writhed around his dick. Pleasure shot through my body. A wave of heat rushed through me, surging through my body. I moaned about my daughter’s clit. Stars danced around in my eyes. The heat boiled through my brain.

“Mom!” Becky moaned between licks of my cunt, lapping up the cream gushing out of me.

“Shit, Linda!” my husband moaned, pounding his cock into my convulsing asshole.

“Cum in Mom!” howled Sam, bucking on the bed. “Just unload in her!”

“Oh, fuck, yes!” Steve slammed into me. His dick buried to the hilt into my bowels. His balls smacked hard into my taint.

Hot cum jetted into my spasming depths. I groaned, missing that wonderful feeling of my husband flooding me. I hadn’t felt him spurt in me since Thursday night. The hot cum splashed into my anal depths, filling me as the pleasure rushed through my body.

Stars burst before me. I moaned into my daughter’s cunt, my body trembling. Becky’s tongue kept teasing me, keeping the bliss alive in me. It was an incredible experience. A wondrous treat to enjoy. Incestuous heat consumed me.

“Oh, yes, Mom,” moaned Sam. “Welcome home!”

As my husband fired his last blast of cum into my asshole, I felt welcomed home. It was all so different now. My husband had his powers. Our daughters were our lovers. I didn’t know what would be next.

I was eager for it.

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Sam Davis

“Mmm, just spread those thighs for me, baby,” Mom said as Becky took my place.

I buzzed from my orgasm. I ripped off my negligee as I scooted down the bed. Dad ripped his amazing dick, still wonderfully hard, out of Mom’s asshole. It was such a wicked treat to see her sphincter gaping open for a moment, her depths swimming with his cum.

I moved behind Mom, pried apart her plump butt-cheeks, and stared at her asshole. As Becky let out a squeal of delight, experiencing Mom’s amazing tongue, I leaned down and lapped my tongue up from her spicy pussy, across her taint, and to her naughty asshole. Already, Daddy’s cum was leaking out, the salty delight flavored by Mom’s sour asshole.

“Mmm, that’s a tempting treat,” Daddy said from behind me as I knelt there eating out Mom’s asshole.

“What is, honey?” Mom asked from between Becky’s thighs.

“Sam’s tight pussy. She’s dripping wet.”

I shuddered, feeling Daddy staring at my shaved folds. “Fuck my pussy, Daddy! I’ll clean your dick off!”

Such a dirty thrill ran through me at those words. I loved all aspects of anal sex. I was so glad our family was open. My tongue danced around her asshole, gathering the cum spilling out of her. My eyes were watching Becky. My busty, older sister peeled off her negligee, baring these big, pillowy tits. They were soft and delicious, swaying back and forth as she shuddered.

Mom was eating her pussy. She was the best woman at doing it. She put all my friends at college to shame. She might even be better than Daddy. Of course, he had that wonderful stubble, and it just felt so manly when he ate me out.

I thrust my tongue into my mother’s loosened asshole. Unlike Becky’s sphincter, I had no trouble getting into Mom and swirling around, searching for more of that yummy cum. The sour musk made me feel so wicked. Incestuous heat rippled through me.

“Oh, Mom, yes!” Becky moaned, her tits swaying as she bucked. She pushed up her glasses, her green eyes squeezed shut. “Oh, your tongue, Mom!”

“Enjoy, honey,” Dad said as he pressed his dirty cock against my pussy.

I whimpered in delight knowing I would enjoy this even more. Daddy’s dick pressed into me. That wonderful shaft slid into my pussy. My toes curled. The heat surged through me. I whimpered, my eyes squeezing shut. My heart pounded in my chest as he penetrated deeper and deeper into my snatch.

I squeezed my pussy down around his dick, buffing him clean. It was such a wicked thing to do. I moaned into my mother’s asshole, my fingers clenching into her butt-cheeks. Pleasure surged through me.

“Damn, kumquat!” Daddy grunted. “You got a tight pussy tonight.”

“Got to clean your dick!” I moaned, pulling my tongue out of Mom’s asshole.

“Oh, that’s filthy!” gasped Becky. “I kinda love it! It’s—” She squeaked in delight. “Oh, Mom, yes, wiggle that finger into my asshole!”

My own asshole tingled as I thrust my tongue into my mom’s bowels. Daddy pumped his cock in and out of my clenching cunt, my pussy walls washing his dick clean of this sour delight I feasted on. My tongue found more salty cum inside Mom. I groaned, playing around in there as the silky friction of Daddy’s cock pumping away in my cunt drove me wild.

He fucked me hard. He pounded me. He thrust that dick in and out of my cunt. The pleasure radiated through me. My eyes fluttered. I wiggled my hips from side to side, loving the bliss flowing through my body.

Heat built and built in me. My pussy clenched around his cock. I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut. This was the best. It was amazing. Daddy thrust again and again into me. He buried to the hilt in my depths.

“Damn, Sam!” He groaned, his right hand gripping my ass as he fucked me, squeezing my tush. His thumb swiped through my butt-crack. “You are so hot and tight. You’re cleaning my dick of your mother’s asshole!”

“Uh-huh!” I moaned.

“Clean his dick, Sam!” Becky moaned. “Clean his dick while Mommy fingers my asshole and sucks on my clit! Oh, yes, yes! I’m going to cum!”

My sister licked her glossy lips. Her nose twitched. She squeezed her thighs around our mother’s head, her hips moving, grinding her snatch on Mom’s lips. I groaned, swirling my tongue around inside Mom’s asshole, loving our family fucking.

This was so amazing. I loved Daddy so much, and I was glad Mom was sharing this with us. Daddy could have all the women he wanted so long as I was one of them. So long as he loved me. I worked my hips, matching his thrusts as he plunged his cock into my cunt.

My juicy pussy had cleaned his dick. I had polished that thick cock pumping in and out of me. His balls smacked into my clit with every thrust while his thumb found my asshole. I gasped as he jammed his thumb into my asshole.

“Daddy!” I squealed, the sudden penetration sending a wave of heat that slammed into my pussy.

My snatch squeezed about Daddy’s cock. The silky friction building my orgasm was joined by the hot plunge of his thumb pumping in and out of my bowels. I squirmed, little stars dancing across my vision.

I swirled my tongue through Mom’s asshole, stirring her up as my orgasm threatened to consume me. Becky was gasping and moaning, maybe already cumming. Her moans spilled through the air as I squeezed my hot snatch around Daddy’s thrusting cock.

“Sam!” he groaned. “Damn, I’m going to cum! I want to spurt into you!”

“Yes!” Mom moaned. “Flood our daughter! Breed her!”

I came.

Those words set me off. “Yes, Daddy!” I squealed into my mother’s asshole. “Breed me!”

The pleasure surged like a tidal wave through my body. Incestuous rapture slammed through my flesh, flooding every inch of me. My asshole spasmed about his thumb while my pussy writhed and sucked at his plunging cock, hungry for his jizz.

He grunted, slamming into me. He drove that dick into my pussy. Becky was howling now, definitely cumming. Mom’s asshole writhed about my tongue, joining us in bliss. We were all gasping as the pleasure burned through my thoughts. It consumed me.

“That’s it, kumquat!” Daddy grunted and buried into me. “That’s so good!”

Daddy’s cum fired into me. That hot delight pumped into my pussy. Spurt after amazing spurt fired into me. I groaned, my body trembling as the heat washed through me. This naughty delight slammed through me. This wicked passion consumed my mind.

My thoughts melted beneath the onslaught. His cum spurted hot and deep into my snatch. It rippled through me. I groaned out in delight. My pussy milked his dick. More bliss rippled out of my pussy. I rode that wonderful tide of incestuous passion to the heights of rapture.

“Breed me, Daddy!” I moaned, delirious with rapture. I couldn’t think. My thoughts were drowned in ecstasy.

“I am, kumquat,” he grunted as he spilled in me.

I rested my head on my mother’s ass, my eyes squeezed shut, and enjoyed this delight. It was incredible to experience. I didn’t want it to end. I wanted it to keep surging through me forever and ever. A wondrous bliss that would devour me for eternity.

I loved my family.

“It’s my turn to get fucked, Daddy!” Becky said. “Sam, sit on my face. I’ll lick you clean!”

I grinned, my pussy clenching on Daddy’s hard dick. Yep, I definitely loved this family. “Let’s do it!”

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Steve Davis

It was a wild night. Wildest Monday night I’d ever had.

I lay back on my bed, naked, my daughters curled up on the foot of the bed and draped across it. Linda shook her head as she collected up the pizza boxes. “I bet you had a lot of pizza over the weekend.”

I winked at her. “We were… busy.”

“Mmm, so busy,” murmured Sam, held in her busty sister’s arms. “We’ll have pizza every night.”

“Oh, no we’re not,” Linda said. “We’re not having orgies every night.”

“Mom,” whined Sam.

She gave Sam a look. “It’s a school night. You should be in bed already. Orgies have to wait for the weekend.”

“But… but…” Sam’s lower lip quivered. “I like having sex.”

“You can have some sex,” Linda said on her way to the door. “But not like tonight.”

“Fine,” Sam huffed.

Becky hugged her tight and nibbled on her ear. “Mmm, we’ll have fun.” Becky sounded sleepy, her auburn hair spilling over her cheek. “But they’re right. We have to keep our grades up.”

“Ugh, you are such a nerd,” said Sam. Then a big yawn split her face.

Linda slipped out of the room, shaking her head. I leaned back, glancing at the clock. It was nearing midnight. Sam’s eyes fluttered closed. Becky hugged her from behind. The two girls slipped into sleep so fast. The way only youth could.

I smiled at them. They looked perfect. It was because of this app. I grabbed my phone, staring at the button. I opened the nightstand drawer and pulled out my list of things to change about Mayor Preston Wright and the three members of our town’s city council. I would make them more caring. More progressive. They would help the homeless instead of castigating nearby Seattle for trying to do the same.

The mayor and the council were always complaining about the homeless problem spilling over into our town.

Linda slipped back into the room as we came closer and closer to midnight. Only a few minutes left. She paused, her large breasts swaying before her. She stared down at our daughters sleeping away, stretched out across the foot of our large bed. My wife opened the closet and pulled out an afghan blanket. She draped it over our daughters, smiling in that motherly way.

“They’re beautiful,” she whispered.

“Yeah,” I said.

Her eyes flicked to the phone. “It’s time?”

“Yep.” One minute to midnight. I hit the app.

Anael appeared beside my wife. She hugged Linda from behind, squeezing her tits. “So, doing boring things with your powers?”

“Boring things,” I said, opening up the search menu, looking out for the mayor to start the editing.

I worked fast. I had a list of things to change. To tweak the mayor’s social mores. He would be more helpful. More compassionate. He had all sort of hindering beliefs. He had this strange idea that taxes were bad and the homeless.

• “Taxes should be at the most minimum.”

• “Homeless people are in there situation because of the choices they made.”

I deleted that belief and replaced it with something better.

• “Taxes are how the government takes care of its people.”

• “The government takes care of its people.”

• “I will do everything to help those less fortunate.”

• “The homeless are people deserving of compassion and all the help the government can give.”

• “You have had an epiphany on how to view your role as mayor.”

I liked that last one. I didn’t want to have backward rippling of things. I wanted to witness the changes, not be surprised by them like I was about my changed wife. I worked through the options, making sure I had everything I wanted, then I switched over to Josefa Oleastro, a Latina woman. She was better, the most progressive on the city council, but even she had some nasty belief.

• “Homeless people are disgusting.”

I shook my head at that one.

• “I have to help homeless people because it makes me look good.”

That was another foul opinion she had. I gave her an epiphany so that she truly was compassionate and not faking it to look virtuous. I nodded my head now. I was happy about it. I glanced up at Anael. She was licking my wife’s pussy, the slender angel’s hips wiggling back and forth, her blonde hair swaying down her face.

“Having fun?” I asked her as I committed the changes to Councilwoman Oleastro.

“Someone has to,” said Anael. “You’re doing boring things, Steve.”

“Doing helpful things. Not selfish things.”

Her head turned around. “Isn’t it selfish? You’re doing this to make yourself feel better? Not because you actually care about the homeless. You’re just feeling guilty and want to alleviate it.”

“And?” I asked. “Does it matter if my motivations aren’t pure? Does that taint what I’m doing? All human actions are tainted by our own self-interest to some extent. So what?”

“You could start making a harem of schoolgirls instead. In a weak, you could have a stable of twenty-one hotties all catering to your every whim at your college. In a month, you could have eighty-four students under your power. You could just live a life of luxury at your school.”

“I’m not that perverted,” I said, my dick throbbing. I shook my head. I closed the app.

Anael vanished.

“So, did you do it?” my wife asked, unaware she that an angel had been eating her pussy while time was paused.

“I did it,” I said as she moved to the bed. Midnight came. A notification popped on my screen from my editing app.

“You have three new charges to use.”

“Now let’s do the other two.”

Just as my wife slipped in beside me, her large breasts pressing in my side, I tapped the screen. Anael appeared on the other side of me, her small breasts quivering. She snuggled up to me as I worked to fix Randal Ayers and Emilio Cattaneo. Emilio was particularly bad. He was a staunch R conservative. He thought people should be pulled up by their bootstraps and didn’t like any taxes. I shook my head as I cleaned him up and gave him his epiphany. Randal wasn’t too bad, but he still had strange views on how to help the homeless. He wanted to commit most of them to mental institutions. Just lock them away and ignore them.

No compassion.

“So, what are you going to do with your last charge for the day?” Anael asked. “Play with that naughty Nikkole?”

My dick twitched really hard. I closed the app before the angel could tempt me.

My wife shifted into motion, hugging me tighter, her head on my shoulder. “Mmm, you should get to changing them. It’s late.”

“Already done,” I said. “They’ll wake up tomorrow with epiphanies. They’ll start passing laws to help people. It’ll be amazing.”

She shook her head. “That’s so wonderful. Mmm, so you have one more charge left?”

“For tomorrow. Or, well, today.” I yawned. I was feeling the late hour.

Her hand slipped down my body and grasped my cock. “You’re hard. Thinking about one of those girls you teach?”

The tips of my ears burned hot. “Maybe.”

“A cute cheerleader?”

I swallowed.

Her hand squeezed on my dick. “You are. You’re thinking about a cheerleader, aren’t you?”

“Nikkole Vance.” I swallowed. “I’m just not sure.”

“Mmm, maybe save it in case you need it,” she said, half-stroking me.

“Sounds wise,” I said.

“Mmm, turn off the lamp,” she said. “You have work today, and I’m exhausted. Our girls are insatiable.”

I glanced down at our sleeping daughters at the foot of the bed. “Yes, they are.”

I smiled. Tomorrow would be an amazing day.

To be continued…

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English was never my strong point so bear with me

My Stepsisters 2

As Tiffany walked into the room Lily quickly got off my cock, sat down on the bed and attempted to cover
herself. Tina however just hung her head and didn’t say a word, I bolted upright and sat next Lily but didn’t
try to cover myself (I knew it was too late for that).

“This is not what it looks like” Lily shrieked into my ear

“Oh it isn’t” said Tiffany as calmly as if she were playing checkers. (Not a very good metaphor I know) “So what is it then?”

“Ok it is what it looks like” Lily said hanging her head like her sister.

“So Conner?” she asks “What were you three about to do?”

“Fuck each other” I said meekly

“Really now”

She pauses allowing the silence to sink in.

“So they showed you our parent’s porn?”

“Yea how did you know?”

“For one, you left all the movies out on the coffee table, and two, the scene were two girls get cream pies in their pussy’s was playing and you could hear the moaning from outside the front door.”

“Oh” I said “whoops”

“Do you still want to fuck Lily?” She asks

“Well… Yes I still want to fuck lily”

“Then you have to fuck me afterwards”

“ummmmm y….bu….you…..we…..” Was the only thing that came from my mouth.

“I’ll take that as a yes” She said and began to undress

First she removed her tight jeans, sliding them slowly down her legs before kicking them off with her
socks and tennis shoes. Next came her shirt and the tank top that was underneath, revealing her lacy bra and the twin breast trying to break out of them. Now she was down to her undergarments. With this perfect unobstructed view my dick gave a twitch. Tiffany noticed this and walked over wrapping her soft hand around my dick.

“You like what you see?” she asked

“Yes Very much”

“You can have it when you’re done with my sisters.”

“Awesome!”

She gently laughed at this and motioned for Lily to continue. Lily slowly walked over and climbed back on top of me. With all of the female flesh around me my cock had never softened and was still hard as a rock. Lily put the tip of my dick at the entrance of her hot fuck tunnel. She let out the same gasp that she made
before Tiffany walked in.

“How many times do I have to say it, it’s not even in yet” I said

“Well it feels good”

She slowly lowered herself onto my dick stopping at her cherry.

“Are you ready” Asked Tiffany

“Yes” we said simultaneously

As Lily and I said this she took all of her weight off of her legs and impaled herself onto my dick. She stopped after she met my pelvis. With my cock to the hilt in her pussy she stopped with her mouth open in a silent scream. I saw pain in her eyes as she sat for another thirty seconds before grunting and moving her hips a little.

“Oh my god, it feels so good”

“So you’re not hurting” asked Tiffany

“It hurt for a second then it felt so good I was afraid that if I moved I would have an orgasm”

“It’s not bad to have an orgasm, just be sure that he has one too or else he might feel left out.”

“I wouldn’t mind just as long as she’s satisfied by my performance.” I said with a grin.

“What performance? All you did was sit there just now.” Said Tina jokingly

“Well you two finish up so I can have my turn” said Tiffany

With that Lily moved her body up a little, gasping and moaning with pleasure as she slid back down. I reached up and grabbed both of her large tits and squeezed. She gasped and flattened our bodies together and pushed her lips to mine. Our kiss started out sloppy but soon it slowed down into a passionate and loving rhythm. Slowly I fuck her tight love hole, slipping in and out of her pussy with slow, passionate, and deliberate. With my tongue darting in and out of her mouth and hers in mine, our breathing becomes raged. She starts to force my cock deeper into her pussy and I can feel the pressure building in my balls. Out of nowhere her pussy contracts and I can feel her juices running down my cock and onto my balls. This is all I can take and I shoot wad after wad of cum into her awaiting cunt.

“OOOOHHHHH FUCK Conner that feels so good fuck me, fuck me, AAAAHHHHH.” She screamed

“Holy shit your pussy’s tight.” I shouted.

She came down from her orgasm and her cunt muscles released their grip on my cock and it slipped out with a soft POP! It was soon hard again as I saw Tina move into view

“Now it’s my turn” she said

She reached over and began to stroke my dick. Moving her hand up and down squeezing on the way down
and then letting loose on the way up. This drove me nuts and I rapidly thrust my hips to meet her pumping. I sit up suddenly and grab Tina’s arms.

“I’m on top this time” I declare bravely

“Ok” Tina says not caring just as long as she gets to fuck for the first time.

I grab Tina’s arms and push her gently onto the bed. Crouching down I bring my face up to her waiting pussy. I can see that Tina is already plenty aroused, her pussy lips were flushed bright pink and were wet with her juices. I move my mouth close and breathe onto it gently. Sticking my tongue out, I run it up and down her wet slit, stopping at the top to circle her clit. Her juice taste sweet and has a kind of tang to it. I circle her clit one final time and then thrust my tongue into her love tunnel. Lashing it up and down her slit she moans and thrusts her hips to meet my mouth.

“Oh God Conner that feels so good.” She moans

“Wait till I fuck you”

“MMMM tongue fuck my pussy Conner lick it hard Conner ohhhhh god”

I move upward and suck her small yet hard clit. Her body tenses and I thrust my tongue into her cunt.

“OOOOHHH GOD”

Her cunt contracts and squeezes my tongue unleashing a torrent of liquid into my open mouth. I drink down her nectar readily; disappointed when it stops I crawl up her body and grab her breasts. I squeeze and rub one and suck the others nipple into my mouth. Moaning she reaches down and presses my head to her breast, arching her back she lets out another, louder moan and then pushes my head away.

“What the…” I said trying to look angry

“Stop with the foreplay and fuck me!” she yells

She pulls my head toward hers locking her lips onto mine. I look into her eyes and see the burning lust that is pure unadulterated sexual desire. I run my hands down her chest and finally reaching her pussy and my dick, so close that I could feel her heat. The head of my dick makes contact with her pussy lips and she tenses.

Tiffany see’s this and stops us.

“Tina if you tense up it’s gonna hurt more when he breaks your hymen.”

“How’s that work?”

“I don’t know it just does” Tiffany exclaims glaring at Tina.

So Tina takes a few deep breaths and I feel her body loosen beneath me. Without even asking I fly forward to rip through her hymen in one foul swoop… only there’s a problem… there is no hymen I continue into her cunt until I hit her cervix bottoming out and uttering a grunt.

“What the fuck” I gasp.

“What?” Asks tiffany

“She doesn’t have a hymen”

“Well sometimes a hard fall or even a masturbation accident can get rid of a hymen.”

“Or she’s not a virgin?”

“I am! Now get to fucking my cunt” Tina exclaims

That was all the encouragement I needed. I set a slow rhythm with my dick pistoning in and out of her tight cunt. Moving until my dick is almost out and then thrusting it back in. Gradually I sped up, gaining speed thrusting in and out at an increasingly fast pace. Tina’s tits would bounce and bob moving in time with our fucking. She thrust back with all her force smashing our pelvises together with such force it felt as if they would shatter. Her moaning began to get louder and louder. Saying…

“Fuck me harder…. God Conner your soooo big… uuuuuggggg god that feels so good, faster, faster, harder, god grab my tits Conner fuck my tight cunt till it bleeds cum.”

That last suggestion put me over the edge I thrust in one… two… then a third and final time, my dick swelling, into her waiting pussy. My cum shot out of my dick so fast it felt like I had I fire hose coming out of my crotch. I shot one… two… three… four… five… and finally six wads of hot sticky cum into her pussy hitting her cervix. Feeling my cum hit her cervix sent Tina into a furious orgasm clenching her pussy tight like a vice onto my dick and washing it in her juices. After her first orgasm I attempted to pull out but my dick brushed her clit causing her to have a second powerful orgasm. After that I was finally able to pull my dick free.

Tina fell into the comforter covering the bed and reached a hand down to her pussy. Dipping two fingers in she brought them glistening to her mouth and slurped loudly on them.“Mmm you taste good.”

“Really?” lily says

“Ya I love the taste of your cum its just delicious.”

“Will you two stop and let me fuck Conner now” Yells Tiffany, making us all jump.

“Sorry” She says sheepishly

With her blushing like a schoolgirl I stood up and moved in her direction. Her eyes now set on my semi-
hard cock. Unconsciously she licked her lips to my delight.

“What do you want me to do?” I asked

“I want you to fuck my face and cum in my mouth” she says loudly

I almost lose it right then and there. The way she says it makes me know that she really wants me to. I walk over to her and crouch down. I move my mouth over her right nipple and begin to suck. She lets out a low throaty moan. Flicking my tongue over her nipple while I squeeze and pinch her left breast and nipple, letting out a throaty growl she pulls my head off her breast and kisses me.
Our lips are just mashed together but there’s a meaning. “Tiffany wants to do this again sometime” I thought to myself. I stood up at this point and grabbed my now rock hard member and pumped it a few times.

“You want me to give you your first blowjob?” Tiffany asks me

“YES!” I yell

Without further increasing my waiting she bends her head towards my erect cock. She brings her lips to the very tip of it, at my piss hole, and gently licks, sending shivers down my spine. She then licks all around the head of my dick, letting her saliva drip onto my dick lubricating it. Taking the head into her mouth she gently sucks on it, causing me to groan in response.

“Is that good?” she asks

“Yes very good.” I say between gasps.

She lowers her head back down and begins to push my dick further and further into her mouth. I feel the back of her throat on the tip of my dick and my hips jerk forward, forcing Tiffany to deepthroat my 9 inch dick in one go. She grunts and then moans causing her throat to vibrate increasing the feeling of pleasure for me. When she sees my reaction she continues to moan.

She begins to bob her head up and down moaning and groaning to increase the vibration on my dick. I can feel cum bubbling up in my balls once more. She increases her tempo as I grab the back of her head and push her onto my dick.

Suddenly I lose it, cum comes shooting out of my dick and into Tiffany’s waiting throat. She moans and releases my dick from her mouth with cum still shooting out of it. Almost all of the cum lands on Tiffany’s face but two or three globs land on her tits and stomach.

I move down and begin licking her tits clean of my cum. Both of her sisters join in and I reach down and begin to finger Tiffany. Soon she’s plenty wet and…

“Tiffany lay on the bed please.” I say.

“Ok only if you’ll fuck me” she says sternly

“Fine” I say in mock boredom

She stands up and moves to the bed lying down on her stomach. I hadn’t done it that way with Tina but it would work. I move up behind her and begin to rub my dick up and down her pussy lips, just as I had done with Tina. I find her love tunnel and am surprised at how much tighter it is then either of her sisters.

“Wow!” I say out loud before I can stop myself.

“What?” Tiffany asks

“Your cunt is so much tighter than your sisters.” I exclaim in wonderment

“Some women have tighter pussies than others.” She says shrugging

“OK I’ll take that answer.”

With that last phrase I begin to slowly push into Tiffany letting her pussy walls get used to my girth. Just as my balls touch her ass she squeezes my dick with her cunt muscles almost making me cum. Even with her squeezing my dick I begin to pump in and out of her letting her relax. I begin to fuck her harder and she moans my name and screams for more. Just as the first spurt of cum leaves my dick the door flies open.
Standing there is Stacey with her uniform and combat boots still on. She takes one look at me and Tiffany and the cum leaking out around my dick and Screams!!!

Stacey calls my dad and I’m sent to my room when he gets home. They both question the girls and we all get punished by having to clean the bathrooms twice a day for a year. We also have to cook and clean for our parents for 6 months. Then Tina and Lily are given chastity belts. I eventually get sent back to Arkansas. My dad chooses not to tell my mom and she will not know until I tell her. I would like to continue this story as a fiction story where Stacey joins in on the fun and one of the girls gets pregnant. If anyone would like that please leave a comment about it and any CONSTRUCTIVE criticism is welcome.

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This is my first story ever, hope you like

I sat in my home office trying work, although couldn’t focus. I tried to stick with my standard routine. Coffee, gym, shower, work…but that day I just couldn’t get motivated because I couldn’t get her out of my head. Like always my thoughts were filled of my best friend from high school. She was actually my first love and even though I tried to date other women they just couldn’t compare. When we both bloomed into young women, I immediately knew the magnitude of my feelings for her but was too scared of losing my best friend and therefore was silently tortured.  We slowly drifted apart from each other when we went to two different colleges. But today, I just couldn’t stop wondering if her hazel eyes could still cut right to my core.

 I tried to clear my head with an extra vigorous workout but it didn’t work. Being self employed provided the time to take really good care of myself. I was proud of being 32 but not looking it. I am 5’6″ toned body, olive skin and long dark brown hair that framed my thin face that was complimented with high cheek bones. Although right now it was Eva’s body that was clouding my every thought.

 A few days ago I ran into her mom and was happy to find out that she was planning a trip back home for a family reunion. That evening my memories quickly turned into a sultry fantasy. The thought of her eyes gave me chills and an all too knowing warmth deep inside. Before I knew it my hands went from lightly caressing my full 34C breasts to frantically grabbing for my vibrator. My panties were soaked more than ever.

Waking up the next morning I realized that I was hoping for too much. My friend is straight and I’m sure married with kids by now.

None the less an old friend would still be comforting. I decided to reach out and see if we could hit it off like old times.That evening I opened a bottle of wine to calm my nerves and dialed her number. After a few rings the same soft, gentle voice that I remembered answered “Hello?” With a brief hesitation I said “Hi Eva, it’s Cassie! How the hell are you?”

We ended up talking for over an hour about nothing impaticular. I was relieved that she seemed happy to talk to me as well and we went right back to being friends. While we talked, I noticed that she dodged some questions and would always find a way to turn the conversation back to me. Which wasn’t unusual, she always had an overwhelming kindness about her.

I was delighted  when she said she wanted to get together for coffee the upcoming week while she was in town.  As we said our good byes I was already looking forward to our upcoming date…after double checking that I hit “end call” I scolded myself out loud, “A date? Oh, you are crazy,  she doesn’t even know you’re a lesbian!” And repeated to myself, “It’s not a date!”

During the next couple of days my thoughts would drift off, imagining Eva’s tan skin, long strawberry blond hair, oh and those eyes! Then I would have to snap myself out of it. “Damn it, stop with the fantasies!”, I would tell myself. I was so afraid of messing up a rekindled friendship, due to my over active hormones. “Oh god, did she drift away BECAUSE she realized that I was a lesbian?”, I ask myself! My mind was my worst enemy, always going a thousand miles a minute.

One morning I was running late and planned on getting a coffee on the way to the gym. I hurried into the local coffee shop, swinging the door open in a fury and there she was… beautiful as ever! She wore a light green sun dress and my eyes drifted down her perfect body to her exposed tanned legs. Immediately I was snapped back to reality when she said, “Cassie, you haven’t changed a bit, always going full speed!”, as she threw her arms around my neck in a warm hug.  Enjoying the light scent of her lotion during our embrace, I couldn’t help noticing the feeling our breasts pressing together as my arms held her around her toned waist. There goes my mind again, “Stop it!” I yelled inside my head.

I quickly apologized for not realizing that she was already in town, a whole two days before the weekend. She said, “Well, it’s a long story…I just needed to get back to something familiar.” She smiles at me as her soft warm hand touches my arm and with that, my thoughts started drifting. “Wait…” I tell myself, ” Did that just happen or did I just WANT it to?”                               

After talking a few minutes, Eva reminds me of my mad entrance into the coffee shop and says that she better let me get back to my day. I assure her that I was just headed to the gym and it wouldn’t kill me if I missed one day. Once hearing this Eva asked if she could tag along and that it might do her some good to vent some frustrations. I say, “Of course! It will give us even more time to catch up!” But already my mind is racing down a dangerous path. I couldn’t stop, all I thought about was how good she would look in tight workout capris, that would show off her perfect taught ass…yes, I couldn’t help from grazing it with my forearm as I released her from our hug! A tank top that would inevitably be stretched across those perfectly shaped breasts which were bigger than mine or better yet, a more revealing sports bra which would let me sneak a few peeks at her toned stomach.

“Cassie? Earth to Cassie?” My eyes snap back up to Eva’s face. She giggles lightly and repeated, “What gym do you go to?”

“Oh yeah, um the one over by the old bank.” I answered.

“Cool, I’ll meet you there after I run by the hotel and pick up my workout clothes!” She said with a smile and was gone. Driving to the gym my mind went into overdrive asking myself all sorts of questions, “Why IS she in town early and what’s the long story?” “Why was she staying at a hotel and not her moms?” “Wouldn’t her mom be something familiar? Her touch is better than I remembered, wait or did I just dream that?”

I get to the gym and start stretching, when my phone rings. To my dissapointment Eva explains that her mom is freaking out about all of the upcoming arrangements and will have to cancle. Although she would love to go to dinner.  I accepted excitedly and planned to meet her at a nice restaurant down the street at 7 that night.

The rest of the day was shot, I couldn’t concentrate. AlI I could think about was her. Wishing that I got to see her skin with a light sheen of sweat during a workout and with my devious mind, how a glow from sex would only make her more radiant.

Seven o’clock finally arrives. Entering the restaurant I nervously scan looking for the woman that has captured my every thought, soon my mind starts torturing me with scenarios of doubt, “Did I get stood up?”, “Did she see me and leave after noticing I was wearing a shapely dress with a little extra cleavage showing?” When suddenly she appeared. She wore a shoulder revealing grey dress, her hair was up with a few soft curls cascading down her back, my heart skipped when she smiled and walked towards me.

As we talked, I was finally honest with her about being a lesbian although held back telling her how I felt about her. She seemed a little surprised but also a bit concerned which was confusing. However I did noticed that as we chatted she would only refer to past lovers as “them or they” never by name or gender specific as “he”. What  did that mean? I tried to remind myself, not to screw up a perfectly good friendship and not read into anything too much! Was I reaching again? I’m sure that it was my own imagination and wanting when I thought I caught her stealing a glance.

I made it through dinner without hitting on her too many times as I tried to stay away from any comments that were too obvious. Listening to her talk, I was transfixed on her eyes, full pouty lips…everything! My mind was enjoying having her right in front of me. I was soon feeling a wonderful warmth brewing deep inside…  it took the last bit of will power to not kiss her.

 I will admit through dinner we both enjoyed a little too much wine and decided to share a taxi at the end of the evening.The first and closest stop was her hotel and chills went up my spine when she asked if I wanted to come and continue catching up.

“This IS happening!”, my mind raced.

As we exited the elevator, her room was the very first one and I took my chance. While she fumbled with her room card, I gently pulled her arm to spin her to face me. I leaned, brushed a few curls of hair off of her cheek and gently kissed her.

Her eyes got big and she pulled away! “Oh my god, this isn’t happening! ” I thought. I quickly apologized and ducked back into the elevator, and only heard a faint attempt from her “Cass….wait…?”

My taxi ride to retrive my car and the drive home was horrible, I cursed and screamed at myself for trying such a stupid move. When I got home, I knew I couldn’t sleep so I changed into an old pair of blue jeans, put on my favotite t-shirt. I typically liked the way the gauzy material hangs but still clings to my braless breasts but tonight I was too upset to think about that. I walked into my kitchen barefoot and grabbed another glass of wine.

With more wine, I got up the gumption and decided to call her to explain my apology. With my glass of courage, I didn’t care if I woke her. I had to try and put this behind me.  She quickly answered and I started rambling out my rehearsed opening before she could say too much. She finally said with a firm enough voice to get my attention, “Cassie, stop!  I’m not mad at you, I’m a lesbian too, !” A rush of relief came over me.  But since she pulled away, I was still terribly embarrassed that the attraction wasn’t mutual and continued to ramble nervously. I slowly calmed down and finally started talking in a more rational mannor although was too humiliated to broach the subject of me kissing her. Luckily we quickly went back to being best friends.

We continued talking… Soon our conversation revolved around old flames, what went right, what went wrong, what we desired mentally and physically.  As I listened to Eva’s relaxed voice describe what she wanted and needed, my mind found the motivation to fantasize…showing her some of my sexual secrets and desires. I noticed, ooohh that wonderful warm feeling again. The warmth progressed into a tingling sensation and then I got goosebumps when I feel my dampness moving past my heated folds to soak into my panties.  I couldn’t help but let my hand drift down and slowly rub my pussy. I continued listening to her soft voice and noticed that the tone was steadily getting more sultry. That’s when my hand went inside the front of my jeans.

My middle finger slid easily and parts my labia. “Oh my god”,  I  thought to myself! I can’t believe that just listening to her made me that wet! I lightly slide my finger in and out of my wet folds when I accidentally let out a slight moan, “Oh no, tell me she didn’t hear that!” I pray to myself.   In a low voice that’s almost a whisper I hear, “Cass, are you touching yourself?”

Too paralyzed to say anything, I held my breath. Even though it was only a few moments, it felt like an eternity. Eva broke the silence by saying ,  “Does it feel good? “

I still couldn’t talk although my once frozen hand slowing starts to move again. I slowly work my hand lower, my middle finger teases the entrance to my love hole and hungrily accepts two fingers in with ease and my palm gently works my clit.  Eva breaks the silence once again saying, ” Does that make you feel good, sweetheart? “. Remaining free from words I let out a “Mmhhmm” sound for an answer.

The sensation that I was on the cusp of earlier is now rushing through my body.  I try to speak and can not. With a slight curl of my fingers, I release another audible gasp. Eva interrupted me with a playful but stern tone, “Do you want me to do that for you….to you ?”. I couldn’t help but let out a halfway response between a “yes”  and a higher pitch moan through my slightly parted lips.

She ushers me closer to a overwhelming sensation of lust when she entices me with the words “Do you want my hands on you….thrusting in you?”

I tease, wishing her into an unspoken dare, “Oh Eva, don’t start something you can’t finish! “

With a certain satisfaction in her voice I hear the words I so long for, “Well, you know where I am.”

I didn’t need more of an invite than that and certainly wasn’t going to allow any time for her to change her mind.

I remove my hand, licking the juices off of my fingers. The taste gives me a tantalizing chill up my spine! I am suddenly sober and determined, I grab my keys and rush out the door.

 Sliding through the elevator doors before they were fully open I hurry to Eva’s door but before I could knock,  the door swings open.  Our bodies collide and I feel her wonderful body through her thin cotton pajamas. Our lips desperatly crash together and our tongues are exploring each other’s sensitive taste buds. She pulls away from me and my heart stops until she gives me a devilish grin and asks, “Oohhh, what DO I taste on your tongue Miss Cassidy?” I shiver at the use of my full name and being scolded. I then receive the most lustful kiss ever. Her lips grazing mine, her tongue dancing around my mouth trying to steal any left over juices that I might still have lingering from when I sucked my fingers clean.

My eyes widen, “Wouldn’t you rather taste me?” she asks. Instantly, I get the most wonderful ache that spreads across my whole pelvis. How did she know  for me talking dirty was like adding gasoline to an already raging fire?! I can only respond with a moan in her mouth when she resumes with another kiss.  She pulls me into her room letting the door

shut behind us. Turning our bodies in unison, she pushes me until my back thuds against the wall. My hands move from her waste lower on to her hips, when she suddenly grabs my wrists and pins them on the wall above my head. Another but more powerful ache rushes through my body. In past experiences I was usually the forward one during sex, although was fully enjoying letting Eva take control of me. She ghosts her lips from mine over to nip at my earlobe playfully and then flicks her tongue against my neck.

Eva pulls back slightly, her eyes stare at me and hold me relentlessly. One hand remains ahold of my wrists while the other hand lightly traces down my cheek and neck, down my stomach and finds the hem of my shirt. The heat radiates between my bare flesh and her hand as she travels up until my right breast is resting on the back of her hand and she gives me a possessive squeeze on my ribs. I bite my lip trying contain a groan and try to appear that I have control of my hormones even though I am now completely submissive for this stunning woman.

Leaning in again her lips gently touch mine when her tongue grazes my lower lip. I part my lips slightly and want her to explore more with another kiss but she pulls away. My eyes trained on her beautiful lips, she runs her tongue across her lips to entice me further.

For a quick second my eyes flutter as a whimper of desire escapes my lips, “Please”, I whisper.

Her eyebrow raised slightly, “Please, what?” She responds with a cocky grin.

“Please don’t tease me”, I pout. Although so thankful that she knew I didn’t truly mean it. Again she ghosts her lips across mine gently nipping at my lip. I wet my lips in anticipation when I feel her move down my jaw to my neck, planting wet kisses down to my collar bone. My head tilts back when her left knee pushes in between my legs, I pull my right leg up to wrap around her. Eva’s hand moves to grab my tense buttocks when I instinctively wrapped both of my legs around her waist, locking my ankles behind her back. Her tongue now lashing at my sensative skin. She had me pinned against the wall and I couldn’t help but whimper when she starts tempting me further with a series of pelvic thrusts.

Just when I thought I couldn’t take any more teasing and was going to plead for her to take me! My eyes open with excitement by her words, “Do you want me to fuck you?”

My throaty growl of a reply indicates my need. Eva supports my thighs and carries me further into her room and with surprising ease throws me on to the bed.

My heart is now beating with a wild pace as she straddles my hips and pulls my t-shirt over my head. Our lips finally meet once again, her hand moves behind my neck and pulls me in harder to our kiss. We both moan in response to the passion we are sharing. Her hands moving to cup my face briefly, finger tips moving down both sides of my neck and to my shoulders gently pushing me down on to the bed. She also quickly removes her tank top, I can’t help but blink my eyes slowly and sigh in awe of her beauty when her breasts bounce slightly once they are free from being restrained.

Her willpower is amazing and gives me a rollercoaster feeling because after she rips my jeans from my hips and thighs, her hands slow to a crawl to remove my panties.

 I am so lost in my want and need for her I didn’t realize that she stripped off her high cut boxer shorts, only to be hung up on one of her ankles.

“My god woman, you are killing me!” I beg her to stop teasing me!

 Eva does not heed my desperate tone and kisses up the inside of my thigh but stops short of my throbbing pussy. I whimper with anticipation and gasp for air when I feel the sensation of her warm breath on my glistening cunt.

I held my breath until I felt her warm lips lightly kiss my mound but unexpectedly yelp with pleasure when she rams her tongue deep in my folds and just as quickly withdraws. Her unpredictable rythm leaves me swaying on a cliff of desire. She raises to where I can only sense her but only touches me with flick of her tongue across my body as she slinks up until our eyes meet. Her eyes were wild with lust and the green flecks in her hazel eyes burned darker than I have ever seen! I felt like I was her prey as she slowly stalked me. My breath was quivering and ragged when I exhaled because I had never been so excited, especially this quickly. When she resumes back down to my neck, I tilt my head back offering myself to her and can hear her breath was heavy with desire as well.

With one elbow by my head supporting herself, Eva takes my earlobe between her teeth and more goosebumps erupt across my body when I feel her other hand cup my pussy and asks if I’ve been a good girl. I pant with excitement and try to push my vagina closer to her hand but she pulls back and repeats,

“Have you been a good girl?”

“Yes, now fuck me, please, you HAVE  to fuck me!!” I plead

“Too bad, I only fuck bad girls”, she whispers in return.

I growl in frustration but truly enjoying this game we are playing. Through pursed lips I whimper “Please honey, you know I need you….to fuck me!”

I’m rewarded when Eva starts stroking my slit with expert experience and lets me know that the urge was getting overwhelming for her too with a quivering, throaty whisper, “I know there’s a bad girl in there somewhere and I won’t stop until she is screaming my name”

Her fingers finally fill my aching hole with a piston driving motion and slowly withdraw even though I plead her not to! Her pace builds and with only a few consistent ramming motions I’m  already heading to that free falling sensation and buck my hips against her hand. My hands clawed at the sheets in a panic as I loudly pant out a series sounds, incoherent words and demands, “MMMMM….AAAHHHH….JUST LIKE…RIGHT THERE! OH MY GOD, DON’T STOP FUCKING ME!” and she didn’t! Even though my back arches off the bed and my whole body was suffering from muscle spasms she barely slowed her pace. I tried to hold on to anything within arms reach. Overwhelmed with the constant attention my pussy was receiving it didn’t take long, my eyes went wild and my mouth tried to scream but couldn’t as a second more powerful orgasm headed towards me like a freight train. I was fucked beyond belief when she started using her knee behind her hand for extra force and continued this way with the most ferocious rythm! My mouth gaping open with no sounds escaping only enouraged her actions. I finally mouth the syllables of her name, after a few more tries I scream “WHAT THE…..YOU….OH, GOD…….EVAAAAAAAHHHH!”  The sultry vixen that had complete control of me slowed her pace but continued a few more strokes to make sure that I was utterly spent.

Still coming down from my body shaking high. I open my eyes to find Eva still  hovering over me . I feel something and immediately get chills when I realize that Eva was so turned on, her pussy had a string of her sweet juice that had dripped from cunt and landed on my thigh. Seeing it glisten  I knew I couldn’t wait any longer to taste her. She caught the motion of my eyes and knew what I wanted. I licked my lips as she moved up to straddle my face. I immediately dive my tongue and lips into her deliciously soaked pussy. My tongue is coated in the sweetest taste I have ever had! I worked my tongue in a series of small circles across the sensetive tendrils of her labia just missing her clit. Once I could feel her body start to sway, I changed to quick piercing flicks on her swollen button of nerves. Eva’s fingers weave into my hair and pull me harder into her delicious cunt. I would nibble and gently let my teeth drag when I would release her sensitive skin. Giving  her slight twinge of pain with an immediate soothing sensation when I would suck on her soft folds of skin. Drunk on her taste and a feeling of lust through my body makes me moan from my own pleasure. Eva feels the vibration and involuntary bucks her pussy against my mouth again and again and I wrap my arms around her thighs and hold her firmly. I can’t take my my eyes off of her beautiful silhouette as she rocks against my face. Knowing how close she is to coming on my face makes me growl again with desire! That was all she needed to take her over the crest of passion and tumble down the wave of pleasure. Feeling Eva’s juices flow across my face and into my mouth is almost enough to give me another ogasm. I arch and curl my tongue to try and keep as much of her sex on my taste buds where I can savour every drop of her!

After she regains control of her quivering body, she starts to swing her leg away from my head, I surprise her by flipping her on to her back and lower my body to hers. I couldn’t get enough of her. I swirl my tongue around her still stiff left nipple, nibbling playfully.   I move my hand down her flat stomach squeezing firmly periodically as my hand travels across her to her pelvis and down until my hand rests on her slick hairless mound. Continuous attention to her nipple awakens her desire again. I gently push and rotate the heel of my hand agaist her clit slowly until I could feel her need. Sliding my middle finger into her made my own body ache again. Eva then looks at me and waits until our eyes are locked together, raises an eyebrow and smirks at me when she tighens her muscles. She controls her grasp around my finger and shows that she still dominates me and controls this wild fuck session. We both moan from our overwhelming feeling and ache, I continue to stroke her tight pussy. Feeling her warmth grow with every flex of my hand. I hear her moan even louder when I swiftly add another finger inside of her. I now can feel her clamp on my hand uncontrollably. I elicit a deep moan from Eva when I rotate my wrist to push against her tight walls. Pushing her hips lower trying to get me deeper, I flicked and curled my fingers, while grinding my palm against her. Looking into her half lidded eyes flutter in passion, I saw flecks of gold brighter than ever. Moaning between breaths, Eva gasps, at first barely audible but quickly turning in to a crescendo of cries, “OH BABY….PLEASE…..BABY….YES….FUCK ME BABY!” a victorious smile covers my face, I love be called pet names!    Mewling incoherently, I knew I had her again! Eyes now tightly shut, chest heaving, back arched she dug her head into the pillows. Gasping for air she screams for me and drops to the bed in a flood of sensation.  I love feeling her squeezing and pulsating around my fingers. Once she completely relaxes , I slowly slide my fingers out of her warm, wet pusssy. Eva responds with a slight whimper of dissapointment. Falling victim to her juices and scent once again, I lick and suck my fingers hungrily.

Both of our bodies had a sheen of sweat from our ferel sex session and I gently kiss and lick her salty skin in the valley of her breasts before falling next to her in satisfaction. Withdrawing from our earlier game of dom/sub, Eva turns and lays her head on my chest.

 

Sun shining past the edges of the curtains, afraid to move and remove myself from what could only have been a wonderful dream. Eva’s head remains resting on me.  I then realized that it’s not a dream and she was awake when I felt her eyelash lightly brush my skin. Giving her the opportunity to pretend that she was still asleep, I whisper my daunting question of why she pulled away from my initial kiss. Eva immediately looked up into my eyes and replied,  “I didn’t want the evening to end but I was afraid….” I furrow my brow in confusion. A fearful look crosses her face as she contimplates finishing her thought. I reassure her when I caress her her cheek with my thumb and gently brush her hair beind her ear. She continues, “I always wanted you for more than a friend but didn’t want to “just” have sex with you! I couldn’t hold back any longer when I heard you moan when we were on the phone”.

I start to talk although she cuts me off and her words escape quickly but in an aprehensive tone, “…because….I…I’m in love with you!” Her eyes dart away from mine as she lowers her head. I slide down into the bed until we are facing each other and wait for her to return my gaze.

“Eva, I wanted you in my life, even if it was just as a friend but I hope you know, I can’t go back to being just friends now… I want and need you.”  My heart skips when I see her beautiful smile. I equally confess. “You were my first love and now I know only true love! “

I am then rewarded when she gently crawls on top of me. The kisses we share are different…gentler, full of love and passion instead of the wild lust from the previous night. Her lips are the most lucious thing I could ever imagine,  our tongues are tangled in a beautiful dance.  The desire is stirring in both of us now as she slowly begins to grind her vagina into mine.  I can’t help but nip at her full soft lips. The heat shared between us has a new type of spark.  My left hand pulls at the crease below her perfectly shaped ass to assist in the pressure between our bodies. She gently runs her finger tips along my skin as she raises my right arm above my head although this time she slides her fingers between mine and we lace our hands together as we continue to make love to each other. A slow but wonderful moment builds. I bend my right knee and slide my foot up until it is flat on the bed. I arch my back and hip and grind into her harder as she gracefully runs her blunt finger nails from my ass along the back of my thigh. This sends a skittering sensation across my skin and I moan into her hot mouth and I feel her smile into our kiss. She grips behind my bent knee and we continue to move in unison. I see flecks of gold in her hazel eyes but somehow the color is even more intense and burns brighter than the previous night. We actually stop kissing because we are both gasping for air, warm breathes washing over each other’s faces, foreheads touching, eyes locked.  I know Eva can look right into my soul and we are then both moaning together as we crash through the exticy of love! We both reach our first climax of the day quickly and simultaneously. Her glorious body falls on to mine

 I am mesmerized because I realize that I just experianced something completly new to me. This is the first time my eyes remain locked during any passionate moment. I never realized that in the past I would advert my eyes or close my eyes all together just to avoid too long of a gaze.

Both being excited about our revealed love for each other but regaining semi normal breaths. Eva looks deeply into my eyes with her beautiful glow and asks, “Would you be my baby if I was your girl?”  I respond by gently rolling her over until I have her directly under me. I can only respond, “I would love nothing more…..” I resume kissing the full length of her body with warm, wet kisses as I whisper against her flawless skin, “but right now I need to make up for loss time…..”

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This is the third of six stories about messages going to the wrong person, and the result of that mistake. They are completely separate stories, and are only connected by this common theme. This story is quite long; it is fiction, and any resemblance to real persons or places is purely coincidental.

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2014

Although it had been three weeks ago now, I was still in a state of euphoric happiness over my selection for the senior cheerleading team of my high school. You had to be over sixteen years of age to be eligible, and at my first chance for a try-out – which with good fortune had happened just two weeks after my sixteenth birthday – I had been successful! I still could hardly believe it – I mean, I know, without false modesty, that I am really pretty and have a well-developed figure for my age, and I’m sporty and athletic too, but even so very few girls make it into the team at their first attempt, and I was still walking on air as a result.

I also had a secret reason for being so thrilled, although this was not something that I could share with my friends. About a year ago, I had come to terms with the fact that only females engaged my sexual interest – that I was, and would forever be, totally one-hundred-per-cent lesbian. In truth, the realisation didn’t upset me at all – in fact, it was very much a relief that I no longer had to try and push myself into fancying boys. Instead, I could give free rein to my imagination as far as sex with girls and women was concerned, and indulge in fantasies about not just pop stars and television actresses, but also the people around me who I saw every day. The problem was that it was just imagination, for I was too scared of the social and family consequences of exposure to risk making an overt approach to anyone, in case I had misjudged them. I did not know how I could safely indicate my availability, and I was too inexperienced and lacking in confidence to know if someone else was sending out sapphic signals.

So I had to content myself with a luridly imagined fantasy sex-life, accompanied by daily masturbation. Fortunately, I’m an only child and both my parents work downtown, so I have our little suburban house to myself for a couple of hours each day when I get home from school. The first part of that time – my little ritual – was that I would go into my bedroom, close the curtains, and then slowly undress myself, with plenty of caresses to breasts and cunt, all the time imagining that it was some particular person who was seducing and making love to me. Once naked, or nearly so, I would lie down on my bed on my back, spread my legs, and finger or poke my pussy until I climaxed, whilst still imagining that the same female was fucking me. A couple of months ago, by chance, I discovered where my Mom keeps her vibrator, and since then I take that into my room and use it on myself, afterwards wiping it dry and replacing it exactly as I had found it.

Sometimes, when pleasuring myself in this way, I would think of one or other of my best friends of my own age, but most often I pictured one of our teachers, as I have always been turned on by the sexual charisma of an experienced woman. For some time now, my most frequent fantasy was that I was being fucked by Ms Templeton – I really had a crush on her, partly for her looks but also for her manner, which was a mixture of authoritative command which sent a real thrill through every fibre of my being, and also a fund of warmth and kindness. She was a strikingly handsome woman in her late 20s, about a dozen years older than me: a tall slim leggy blonde, with eye-catching curves of a full bust, narrow waist and a trim athletic ass. Best of all – and one of the reasons for my euphoria – was that Ms Templeton was the coach for the senior cheerleaders. Now I would have lots more contact with her, and not as just one student amongst the thirty in her geography class, but in the informal setting of the cheerleading squad – where I would be skipping about in our team’s delightfully skimpy uniform, flashing my panties as often as I could manage!

There was something about our beautiful blonde coach that resonated in my heart and even more vibrantly in my cunt, and I had a feeling, just an instinct – although I knew full well that it might be just wishful thinking – that she might be on the same sexual wavelength. From time to time I saw a hint that encouraged my hopes, such as the carefully casual glances which she gave some of the girls when we practiced the more panty-revealing or bust-bouncing routines, or the lingering – almost caressing – touch of her fingers on the bare forearm of our team captain as they discussed tactics. Best of all, I had recently sometimes caught a glimpse from the corner of my eye of the coach looking at me when she thought I was unaware of it, and I also remembered the gleam in her regard when she told me that I had passed the audition and been selected for the squad.

On this particular school day, it was nearing the end of the lunch break, before the afternoon lessons, and I was walking back from the school refectory towards the wide central hallway in the main block, along which at intervals were placed the blue-painted metal lockers for each student to use. I was with my friend Rosalita (about whose lusciously-curved Hispanic body I also had plenty of pussy-drenching fantasies), but I was only half listening to her inconsequential chatter, as I was also indulging in a little daydream of making out with Ms Templeton in her classroom after all the other students had left, of crawling under her desk, pulling her panties down to her ankles, spreading her knees apart and licking her pussy – I wasn’t exactly sure of what one did to give oral sexual satisfaction, but I reckoned that if I tried everything and tried hard enough, some of it would be bound to work!

We turned the corner from the side corridor into the main hall and began strolling casually along it, heading past the lockers of the 12th and 11th graders and down towards our 10th grade ones. The hall was moderately busy with boys and girls coming and going, some of them opening their lockers and others standing talking in small groups. My eyes lit up, as I spotted coming towards us from the far end of the hall none other than the object of my desire, Ms Templeton. However, she had not yet seen me, partly because Rosalita and I were still about fifty feet away, and partly because her attention seemed to be to the side rather than ahead to where she was going. The cheerleading coach was casually glancing at the lockers as she passed them, and I also noticed that in her right hand she was carrying a small square of folded paper, which she was tapping against her lips in an absent-minded sort of way.

By now I was about forty feet away, and hoping that Ms Templeton would notice me – that she might even (longing sigh!) engage me in conversation … perhaps even (pussy-tingling thought!) let slip some seemingly-casual remark that would make it clear that she thought I was a hot little bitch and that she wanted to rip all my clothes off, throw me across her bed, and fuck me senseless … and I would flutter my eyelashes at her, smooth a hand across my chest to emphasise the swell of my breasts, and telegraph that she only had to say where and when, and I was hers, hers, all hers … ooooohh! that image turned me on so much that I had to almost clamp my thighs together, wobbling slightly as I walked, to stop myself from coming there and then!

With a jerk, I returned to reality. Rosalita was still chattering and Ms Templeton was still some way ahead, and (so much for daydreams!) had not yet noticed me at all. Instead, the smartly-dressed teacher paused as she came to the end of the 10th grade lockers, and in fact stopped quite near to where mine was; my surname starts with a ‘Y’, and so I am in the very last line of lockers for my year. Because of this, the locker that is next to mine on the right is one of the first set of the 11th grade ones – and by a happy chance, it belongs not to just anyone, but (because her surname is Adams) to Susie, the captain of the senior cheerleaders.

The slightly distracted look on Ms Templeton’s attractive features cleared and was replaced by the beginning of a satisfied smile, and she half-turned towards the lockers. However, the motion remained incomplete, because at that precise second an authoritative voice from behind her, further down the hallway, called out her name:

‘Ah – Ms Templeton! Good, good – a word, if you please!’

It was Mr Kovac, the Principal of our high school. Ms Templeton almost jumped with surprise, and looked quite flustered; in fact, she leaned a hand against the lockers for a moment, before she assumed a bright professional smile and turned around to face the approaching Principal. As she walked towards him, I noticed that her hands were now empty, but I thought little of it – I was just disappointed at the lost chance for her to notice me, even perhaps daringly for me to say something flirtatious or hinting at my sexual inclination and availability (always supposing I could keep my nerve, of course – I had chickened out of every such opportunity so far!).

A few seconds later I reached my locker, and Rosalita parted company with me to head for hers, several rows further on amongst the surnames beginning with ‘G’. It would soon be time for the bell to ring for afternoon classes, and I opened my locker to get the relevant books – only to stop in surprise. There, resting on top of my books, was a square of paper – in fact, a single sheet that had been folded in half, and then folded in half again. It wasn’t mine and it certainly hadn’t been there when I had closed the locker before lunch. Looking at its position, I realised that it must have been posted through the thin gap between the door of the locker and the surrounding frame. Curious, I picked it up and opened it – and then gasped, my stomach suddenly full of butterflies and my knees weak. I had assumed it was from one of my friends, maybe an invitation to a party or a sleepover – but it was very far from that! Barely able to take it in, I scanned the handwritten note again, just to make sure that I was not imagining it:

Special practice tonight – JUST FOR YOU! Come to the small gym after school – in uniform. Tell no one – and wear no panties (just how I like it!). Your special C(un)T.

The last bit puzzled me for a moment, until excited realisation dawned. I knew that Ms Templeton’s first name was Carole, and so her initials were ‘CT’, about which she was clearly making a sexual joke. The import of the whole thing gave me an incredible sensual charge – in fact, I thought I might orgasm on the spot, which would be kind of embarrassing. Oh, wow! – Ms Templeton really had noticed me! She must have seen something at the cheerleader try-outs or the half-dozen team practices since then, enough that her experienced eyes had deduced my lesbian orientation, and now she was going to seduce me! Oooh, I did so hope so! – but, really, the wording of the note could surely have no other meaning!

The afternoon lessons dragged on interminably, and I was barely able to concentrate on a single word of them. I was on fire with the anticipation that all of my hopes and dreams were miraculously coming true, and I was also incredibly turned on – by the time that the bell at last sounded for the end of the school day, the gusset of my panties was sodden with the seeping wetness from my slit, and it was a good thing that I would be taking them off!

As we poured out of the classroom at the end of the school day, laughing and chattering, I gave my friends a mumbled and deliberately vague excuse that I had some chore to do, and quickly scurried away to my locker. Like all members of the cheerleading squad, I had three sets of our cute blue-and-white uniform, and always kept a clean and pressed one in my locker, ready for practice. Well, now it looked like I would be getting another form of practice, coaching in another kind of sport, that was even more exciting than cheerleading! I surreptitiously slipped the uniform into my backpack, and when no one was looking my way, I dashed into the nearest female restroom. Here I slipped into the extra-large cubicle that was fitted out for disabled people, stripped off everything except my bra, and gave my cunt a quick wipe dry. My school uniform and my damp panties went into my backpack, and then I put on the cheerleader outfit. I must admit that I felt as sexy as hell, and still more so from having no panties beneath the very short blue skirt with its white darts!

Tingling with excitement, I used the side corridors to avoid meeting anyone as I scurried along to the back of the main school building, where the smaller and older of the gymnasiums was located. When I reached it, I paused for a couple of seconds outside the door to calm my breathing and to compose myself, and then I turned the handle and entered. The doorway led into the middle of the room; on my left, the wooden floor area was completely clear, whilst on my right the space was taken up by a large gymnastics mat, three different types of vaulting horse, and a set of parallel bars.

As I had expected, Ms Templeton was already in the room and waiting, leaning casually against the large rectangular vaulting horse. My breath caught in my throat, for she was even more attractive and sexy than during our regular cheerleader practice sessions. She was still wearing the same trainers, white ankle socks and navy blue pleated sports skirt as on those occasions, but now above the waist she had only a short plain white singlet with a deep scoop neck that barely covered her bra – which was not, as normally, a smooth-fitting sports bra that concealed the thrust of her breasts, but a very stylish and feminine lacy underwired one, which more than emphasised the fullness of her bust and her deep cleavage. It was this sight more than anything which settled my nervousness that her note might not have meant what I thought it did – for her bra was not one suitable for a real training session, but it was certainly a total turn-on for a fuck-fest.

However, what happened next was not at all what I was anticipating. Ms Templeton stepped away from the vaulting horse and regarded me with some perplexity, before glancing quickly at the doorway behind me.

‘Jayne?’ she said hesitantly, in a puzzled tone; ‘why are you in uniform? … and … what are you doing here? I really can’t talk now, I’m waiting for … umm … for someone.’

‘That’s OK!’ I smiled brightly, and then gushed on, refusing to acknowledge a sudden twinge of doubt: ‘I got your note, and here I am, just as you said – look, no panties!’

And then, to a shocked gasp from the teacher, I pulled up the front of my cheerleading skirt to reveal my naked cunt – which for some time now I have kept smooth-shaven, so every detail was clearly visible – and then I did a little pirouette, the skimpy mini-skirt flying around my hips as I twirled round, ending with my back towards Ms Templeton. I spread my feet apart and in one flowing motion I flipped my skirt up over my back as I bent forwards and touched my toes, glancing back from between my legs to see my adored coach’s reaction. As she gazed at the blatant offering of my parted labia and tight little ass-hole, Ms Templeton certainly looked stunned – but shocked as much as aroused. Her mouth was hanging half-open:

‘My note? … but … what … I don’t understand, how … ?’

It was now dawning upon me unmistakeably that something was not right here, and I quit my alluring pose, standing up and letting my cheerleader skirt tumble back down to cover my exposed pussy. I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry, as I turned to face the attractive teacher, who was now rather pale in the face.

‘Miss? … you know, you put it in my locker, just at the end of lunch break’, I nervously replied.

‘Huh? … oh? … oh, no! YOUR locker?? … OH, FUCK!!’ gasped Ms Templeton, clapping a hand in horror over her mouth.

‘Well, yes, of course …’ I mumbled in reply, and then the truth hit me like a freight train: ‘Oh! oh, no, shit! You meant it for Susie, didn’t you … not for me at all! You’re expecting her … you don’t want me!’ I wailed, catching my breath with a sob.

I was a fraction away from bursting into howling tears, so cruel was the dashing of all my hopes, now tumbling down like the flimsy house of cards that they were revealed to be. My distress must have been evident, for it cut through Ms Templeton’s own shock at the unexpected – and, for her, potentially disastrous – consequences of her misdirected message.

‘Oh, Jayne, now – no, don’t cry, babe …’ and then, as she spoke, I could almost see Ms Templeton do a double-take as she recalled how I had entered and offered myself. ‘Oh – Jayne! Oh, you wanted to … ? You came here to … to …’ for a moment, the teacher balked at saying the word.

In desperation, I supplied it: ‘get fucked! … yes, oh YES! Oh, Ms Templeton, you’re so hot, you’re so sexy, I’ve been dreaming of this for so long … please, please, I’d do anything for you … and I’d tell no one, not ever … not even Susie!’

The older woman recovered some of her poise, and then gave half a smile and a small shrug, nodding at the doorway.

‘Well, if the note was in your locker, then I guess Susie won’t be appearing after all … and I’m really in the mood, I’ve been so looking forward to this … and, Jayne, believe me, it’s not that I haven’t thought about you, you’re a heck of an attractive girl, really you are – so sweet sixteen, which is, ummm, just the way I like it! And I did wonder about you, if you might be gay, that’s why I picked you for the team, instead of Maisie Donovan – but I really wasn’t sure, and I only have one special girl in each year, like Susie is the 11th grade – it avoids any jealousies, and you must understand, in my position, I have to be so very careful.’

I blinked away the couple of tears that had started to form in the corners of my eyes, and recovered my breath. Ms Templeton moved gracefully towards me, slowly closing the distance in a very unthreatening way, as if she was approaching a young wild animal who might suddenly get spooked and bolt … and, indeed, she told me later that was just what she had feared that I would do. However, as she got closer, I recovered my confidence and, with a mischievous smile, I pulled my little skirt upwards, showing her my exposed pussy once again.

‘You see, I’ll do whatever you say … anything at all, anything you like … you can trust me on that’, I whispered as I offered my sweet young body unreservedly to the experienced dyke.

Now she was amazingly close, inside my personal space in a totally sexual charismatic way, and she stroked her right hand up my inner thigh, and then – as I gave a whimpering moan – her dextrous fingers cupped my mound and began to massage it. Ms Templeton looked me straight in the eyes as her hand fondled and probed my pussy, and asked:

‘So, Jayne, you’re a lesbian, then? Are you sure about that?’

This was easy to answer, and there could be no doubting the conviction in my voice as I assured my teacher that I had been sure I was a lezzie for at least a year, and also that she was the person who I fancied most of all … hence my delighted response to getting her note. I reached down to press her hand even more firmly against my puffy labia, and I exhorted her to have me, to take me … please, oh please, to fuck me, now – now, right here and right now!’

My enthusiastic pleas overcame the cheerleading coach’s final reservations, and her smile widened and her eyes gleamed as she decided to take full advantage of the just-legal pussy that was being served up to her on a plate.

‘Well, Jayne …’ she said with a warm smile, ‘now you know about me, and about Susie and me, so there’s no point in hiding it … and though I guess my choice of pussy-girl in your year has now been made by accident, I think it’s going to be a very lucky fate for both of us.’

As she spoke, Ms Templeton took my hand and led me across to the stacking vaulting horse that I had first seen her leaning against, and she turned me around so that my back was resting against it – the vault was at its highest format, and so the padded flat top was level with my shoulders. Truth to tell, after the emotional roller-coaster ride of the last few moments, I was glad of the support of something solid to keep me upright.

For just a moment, Ms Templeton slipped away, crossing to the only doorway into the gym to shut the bolts on the inside, and sending a thrill of hopeful lust running through me by commenting as she did so: ‘now we won’t have any interruptions!’

Resuming her place directly in front of me and keeping her gaze locked onto my face, Ms Templeton removed both her singlet top and her pleated skirt, and I gazed in adoration at the sexy and stylish lingerie set that was revealed – the lacy scarlet underwired uplift bra that I had already seen a good deal of, and the pair of matching tiny triangular thong panties which were secured with a thin spaghetti tie-string at each hip.

Ms Templeton placed her hands on my shoulders, and then ran them admiringly down my chest to cup and fondle my breasts through the silky fabric of my cheerleading tunic and the thin cotton bra beneath. I am quite slim in body, with my bra backband being only 28 inches, but my breasts thrust out and amply fill a pair of D-cups.

‘Nice … very nice … I will admit, I’ve been watching these bounce around during our team practices – even in a sports bra, they’re quite an eyeful, honey!’

I preened with delight at this praise, whilst my heart was hammering in my chest and my throat was dry – Ms Templeton was groping my tits, and I knew this was just the prelude to so much more! I raised my arms and the older woman peeled the cheerleading tunic away over my head, and then turned her attention to my bra. Like her, I was wearing an everyday model, not a sports bra, and I blessed my good fortune that today I had decided to wear one of my prettiest ones – only a half-cup with small sides and thin straps, trimmed with lace, and in a pale blue that went so well with my natural blonde hair and blue eyes. The teacher lost no time in tugging the straps off my shoulders and then peeling the bra cups downwards, releasing my breasts to bobble free and reveal their stiff pink nipples. I shivered in delight as she caressed them, running the palms of her hands underneath their curves and then across my tits, and then my head went back and I moaned in ecstasy – every longed for fantasy came true, as her agile mouth descended to suck the nipple of my left breast, whilst her right hand reached under my skirt and between my arched legs to probe the length of my slit and tease my puffy labia apart.

Ms Templeton smiled in satisfaction at my sapphic surrender, and only then did she straighten, put her left hand behind my neck, and draw me into a long and deep French kiss – whilst all the time continuing to squeeze my mound and stroke my pussy with her right hand.

If this was good, what happened next was pure heaven. My teacher slid down to her knees, and then gestured to me to hoist my cheerleading skirt up to my waist and to shift my feet even further apart, which opened out my stance and thrust my cunt forwards. Then she leaned her face towards me, teasing my pussy lips apart with her fingers, and pressed her mouth against my sex. I gave a sharp gasp as I felt her tongue enter me for an inch and then begin to lick up and down, and the sexual charge was so intense – and I guess my craving had been building up for so long – that within seconds my hips spasmed as I climaxed, and a sluice of pussy-juice coated my teacher’s questing tongue.

The cheerleading coach licked around my crotch appreciatively, and then she deftly unfastened my uniform skirt and cast it aside to lie on top of my tunic. Now I was nude apart from my trainers, white ankle socks, and bra – and the latter was dangling around my midriff, with my breasts exposed. Indeed, Ms Templeton’s next action was to reach behind me to unclasp the backband, and my bra joined the growing pile of discarded clothes. She kissed me again, a little more hungrily this time, as she was clearly getting more aroused, and resumed her fondling of my breasts.

I wanted to reciprocate – not to be just a passive recipient of lesbian lust, but to demonstrate my eager participation and show my unmistakeable interest in her body. My hands had been resting on her hips whilst she kissed me and groped my boobs, but now I slid them up her sides, almost to under her armpits, and then brought my hands together to lift and squeeze her breasts – which were a magnificent pair, indeed I found out later that she took a 32 inch E-cup – four full cup sizes larger than my own quite generous endowment! Ms Templeton made no move to stop me, in fact her smile grew more sultry as she swiftly removed the tiny singlet and gave me access to her bra. I was not bold enough immediately to replicate what she had done to me, so at first I just stroked each breast whilst they were still encapsulated in their bra cups. Then, greatly daring, I scooped the nearest one out, supported it with the palm of my hand, and brought my mouth down to deliver sexual pleasure.

For the first time ever, I was making love to another female.
For the first time ever, I was discovering the taste and texture of a woman’s breasts.
For the first time ever, another woman was fondling and stroking my cunt.
For the first time ever, I was going to have lesbian sex!

Ms Templeton slid the index finger of her right hand into my pussy, probing more deeply but going slowly and cautiously.

‘Jayne’, she enquired, ‘are you still a virgin? It’s no problem at all if you are, really.’

I gasped as her finger slowly slid another inch or more into me, and floundered for my answer:

‘Well, no … well, yes, really … sort of … in a way, I mean … but not exactly …’

Ms Templeton looked amused, and raised an eyebrow interrogatively:

‘Jayne, sweetie, it’s one or the other … and surely you would know? If you’ve had your cherry popped, you would surely remember, and you would know who with?’

‘Well, you see’, I replied, partly distracted by the amazing sensations vibrating through my pussy from the teacher’s agile fingers, ‘I guess it was with you, actually …’

Now Ms Templeton looked startled, and raised both her eyebrows:

‘Jayne, honey, I think I would remember that! I don’t get to take a hot young babe’s virginity so often that I would forget it, in fact I’ve only ever done that twice, and you weren’t either of them!’

‘No, I know’, I blushed as I replied. Then I revealed my habit of secretly using my Mom’s vibrator to pleasure myself, and explained that about three months ago – in the course of a vividly erotic fantasy that Ms Templeton was fucking me with a strap-on dildo – I had got so excited and aroused that I had lost control as my climax came upon me, and had rammed the vibrator so hard into my pussy that my hymen was ruptured. ‘So you see’, I concluded, ‘technically I’m not a virgin … but I’ve never actually had sex with anyone, so really in the most important sense, the mental not the physical, I am a virgin, because I’m totally inexperienced.’ Then I looked at her coyly from under my eyelashes, and added in a soft whisper: ‘but not for long – you’ll teach me now, Miss, won’t you? Please, you’ll be my first, won’t you?’

Ms Templeton had laughed with amusement when I explained how I had taken my own cherry, and now she smiled with pleasurable anticipation:

‘Now, sweet thing, that is an offer that no red-blooded lesbian could refuse! And, I think we might just recreate your original fantasy … so, you like the idea of me fucking you with a strap-on, do you?’

‘Oh, wow, yes! Yes, I’d love that – please, oh! that would be fantastic!’ I hastened to assure her.

‘Well, that’s something you and Susie have in common – amongst many other things, as you’ll find out! She loves it both ways – getting fucked by a strap-on, and wearing it herself and doing someone hard and firm and fast … as I know full well, she’s very good at that!’ Then Ms Templeton looked at me with a curiously hungry gleam in her eye, and continued: ‘There’s something else Susie likes – or rather, something I like to do to her, and it really turns her on … you said I could do anything I like, Jayne, and I’d like to do it to you, here and now, for your very first time.’

I was intrigued, and was anyway up for anything that my adored teacher wanted to do. There was no way that I was going to imperil what I had so long dreamed of and longed for by refusing her, and so of course I responded eagerly in the affirmative:

‘Oh, yeah – yeah, OK, sure! What do you want … ?’

Somehow, her answer did not come as a complete surprise, although it did give me an intense thrill!

‘To tie you up, before I fuck you’, Ms Templeton said calmly, scrutinising my face to see my reaction. She needn’t have worried: I’d had quite a few thoughts along those lines already, in fact most of my regularly-imagined lesbian lovers had at some point in my masturbatory fantasies put me in bondage, in all sorts of erotic power-play situations – some of them quite roughly. I was definitely up for this!

‘Mmm, ooooh! Oh, yes – wow! Oh, please – do take me that way, please!’

My willing confirmation was all that the cheerleading coach required, and with a wolfish grin she crossed over to her sports bag, which was lying beside the wall. From this, with a flourish, she produced a black strap-on harness, with a front-plate from which speared out a long, wide and ridged blue plastic dildo. I felt a moment’s trepidation at the size of it, but an even bigger surge of hot lust swept that doubt aside – I wanted to be taken, here and now, by the hot lesbian bitch in front of me, and I wanted that with all of the desperation of frustrated virginity, whatever my actual anatomical circumstance.

Ms Templeton walked back to me carrying the strap-on in her right hand, but instead of immediately putting it on, she placed it on the flat top of the vaulting horse, just behind my right shoulder. She kissed me languorously on the lips, and then breathed into my ear:

‘First, you gotta get me ready …’, a statement which she accompanied with a downward pressure on both of my shoulders.

At once I understood, and sank to my knees in front of her. With fingers that were trembling with delight, I took hold of the thin tie-strings on her hips, and with a tug undid her panties, letting the miniscule triangle of fabric that covered her crotch flutter away to lie disregarded on the floor. I gave a gasp, for this was a moment to be savoured: my first close sight of another female’s vagina in a sexual situation – soon to be followed, without doubt, by my first taste of pussy-juice as well!

Ms Templeton’s cunt was right in front of my face, and the next move was blindingly obvious. She was also completely clean-shaven, and so it was not difficult to see exactly where to put my kisses – and where, in the long puckered groove that was partly open, to push in my tongue, and to endeavour to squirm it around as effectively as possible. At once, I began to lick and lap at her gorgeous mound, revelling in the scent of her musky arousal and encouraged by hearing her give a soft delighted gasp and moan. I don’t think my technique was actually all that good – but what was effective was the combination of my puppy-bitch eagerness and my novice status, and within little more than a minute I was thrilled and intensely proud to see the teacher’s head go back and to hear her throaty moan, as I felt her hips tremble in her orgasm.

‘Good, Jayne, very good … in fact, if that was your first time, then you’re definitely a natural, babe!’

I smiled happily up at the teacher, from my position kneeling on the floor between her legs. Ms Templeton picked up the strap-on from the top of the vaulting horse and handed it down to me, with the instruction to put it on her. I hastened to comply, but still taking enough time to make sure that the complex pattern of straps were firmly and comfortably in place. Once that was done, I could not resist leaning forwards and placing a reverential kiss on the very tip of the dildo’s outthrust rounded knob. Ms Templeton chuckled at this, and then she reached down and cupped my chin in one hand, and used that to bring me back to my feet, after which we had another long passionate kiss. When we came up for air, Ms Templeton smiled with satisfaction at my willing eagerness, and then said:

‘Now to get you ready!’

She moved me backwards for about two feet, until my butt and back were resting against the box vaulting horse, in the middle of one of its long sides.

‘Now, move your feet apart – as far apart as you can, but without making it uncomfortable to hold the position’, was the teacher’s next instruction.

I did this, settling my feet about three feet apart, and then waited, curious to see how she was going to tie me up. The answer was ingenious: Ms Templeton crossed to a wooden chest which contained the skipping ropes that were used regularly in fitness training, not only by the cheerleading squad but by most of the girls’ sports teams as well. Extracting four of these, Ms Templeton returned, knelt down, and fastened the end of one of them around my right ankle. She tightened the loop of rope until it rested against my skin and could not slip free, but was not affecting my circulation; the result was completely secure, without being uncomfortable. After doing the same to my left ankle with a second skipping rope, the cheerleading coach passed the other ends of both ropes around the back of the vaulting horse, where she pulled them taut and knotted them together. Ms Templeton then told me to stretch my arms out to each side, and with two more of the skipping ropes she tied my wrists in a similar way to the carrying handles at each end of the vaulting horse, so that my arms were fully extended at an angle of about ten degrees below the horizontal. Stepping back, the teacher admired her handiwork, and I ran the tip of my tongue across my lips, savouring the delicious thrill of being immobilised in nearly-naked vulnerability.

With a hungry smile, Ms Templeton then reached behind her own back with that wonderful gull-wing motion with which women unclasp their bras, and discarded this garment to allow her full bust to swing loose. Freed from confinement, her swaying breasts were wide and pear-shaped with large aureoles surrounding her prominent and stiffly-erect tits. The teacher stepped towards me, placed a hand behind my neck, and bent my head forwards. As Ms Templeton was about three inches taller than me, even though the bondage restricted my movements, it wasn’t difficult for her to press my mouth against her bosom. I needed no prompting, and immediately began to lick around her right nipple, kissing it and sucking on it, before she moved sideways to transfer my attentions to her left breast. After a minute or so, the teacher gave a pleasurable sigh, and drew back slightly.

‘Your turn now’, she remarked with a smile.

Ms Templeton cupped and stroked my breasts with her fingers, tweaking and squeezing my sensitive nipples, until I began to gasp and moan from the erotic stimulus. Then it was her turn to bend forward and apply her lips, and she sucked my tits into her mouth like a vacuum cleaner, before rasping the rough edge of her tongue across them and nipping them with her teeth. As she did so, her right hand dropped down between my spread thighs and she began to probe into my slit. Her agile questing fingers slid upwards teasingly inside my slick seeping furrow, searching for the prize of my clitoris, which she then began alternately to rub and to flick her nails against. The sensation was amazing, and of course it was a million times more erotic than my fantasy self-stimulations with Mom’s vibrator, because now there really was someone else desiring me sexually. Ms Templeton lifted her face from my chest, and pressed her naked breasts against mine as her fingers stroked more firmly and insistently across my hidden nub.

‘Cum for me, you little bitch, open up and cum for me! – your cunt is mine, spread your pussy, bitch, and cum for me now, CUM RIGHT NOW!’ she whispered, her breath rasping against my ear and her voice husky with desire.

With a shuddering gasp, I did so for the second time, jerking in my bondage from the orgasm’s explosive jolt and with my butt banging against the pinewood side of the vaulting horse. Being restrained had proved to be a tremendous turn-on, multiplying and magnifying the sexual thrill to an undreamt of intensity, and in its wake I slumped back against the wooden box for support, wide-eyed and gasping for breath.

With a chuckle of appreciation, Ms Templeton ran her fingertips up and down my loosely-parted slit – almost making me climax again. The teacher then took the sticky cum-juice that she had collected and smeared it up and down the length of the plastic dildo to lubricate it. I was now so wet and open, and more than ready to receive. The experienced lesbian knew this, and without further delay she pressed close to me and positioned the knob of the dildo at the fleshy folds at the base of my slit, nudging in between them for perhaps half an inch. Then Ms Templeton gripped my waist at each side, and with one supple but forceful swivel of her hips she thrust the whole length of the dildo into me. I gave a shriek, not of protest but of excited arousal, as the heavy plastic pole slid in like a piston rod, was tantalisingly pulled out of me, and then drilled back in, slickly penetrating me to previously unplumbed depths. I had never dared to push my Mom’s vibrator so far into me, and the strap-on phallus filled and stretched me as never before. I felt utterly taken and dissolved in splendid sapphic surrender.

‘Oh, God! Ohmigod! Yes – oh, please, yes, do me – be my first! … aaaaahhh! fuck me, fuck me first! Oh, please, just fuck me!!’ I moaned, swept away on a flood tide of sexual sensation.

Ms Templeton began a rhythmic pumping action, pivoting at the hips to thrust the strap-on deep into my vagina and then jerking it almost all of the way back out again, giving me barely a second in which to catch a breath before the next plunging pulverising penetration. In response, I moaned and shuddered, straining against the skipping ropes which held me pinioned and spread-eagle against the vaulting horse – not with the aim of escaping, but because I longed to wrap my arms around Ms Templeton’s lithe athletic body and clasp her even closer to me. I also began to thrust my pelvis outwards – to the limited extent that I could manage in the restricting bondage – in time to her inward thrusts, adding to their force and impact, for I longed to get fucked still harder and deeper. As I felt my climax building, I began to gasp for breath and to utter broken beseechments for her to take me, have me, use me, fuck me.

My lesbian tutor answered, gasping between her indrawn breaths and with arousal rasping in her voice:

‘Yeah! I’m your first, bitch … I’m gonna have you, I’m gonna fuckin’ do you … you little lezzie slut, you’re mine … you’re mine, bitch, you’re gonna be my bitch – so take it … fucking take it hard … you little cunt, take it fuckin’ NOW!’

It was just what I needed to hear: the mixture of dominance and possession, together with the hint that she was almost losing control in her lust, pressed all of my submissive lesbian buttons, and I willingly surrendered myself to her desire. And so, for the first time ever, I experienced the wonder and the splendour of being shafted by another woman, with her heavy breasts mashed against mine, her hard erect nipples poking into my soft mounds, our flat sweat-streaked stomachs slickly pressed together, and her strap-on phallus ploughing my pussy and slamming into my cunt-hole, taking me to the dizzy sexual stratosphere and blowing my mind with a thunderclap of a climax. I gave a wild shriek as I came, thrashing in my bondage as I exulted in my immobility and vulnerability, and ecstatic from the realisation of my longed-for fantasy – for now in reality, Ms Templeton actually had just fucked me almost to fainting with a huge strap-on dildo!

This third orgasm was the most powerful of them all, and it left me exhilarated but also dazed and drained. As the athletic cheerleading coach slid her plastic phallus out of me, I slumped backwards, needing the support of the vaulting horse behind me, and indeed of the skipping ropes that held me securely in place. Ms Templeton smiled with satisfaction as she unbuckled the strap-on and slid the harness down to her ankles, before stepping out of it. She next produced a small white Egyptian cotton towel from her sports bag and rubbed around her own thighs and pussy, and then wiped over the plastic dildo, before putting the strap-on down next to her bag. My face, chest, stomach and thighs were streaked with runnels of sweat, and Ms Templeton turned towards me and, with a smile, dried around my breasts and pelvis – although she could not resist caressing her fingertips across my cunt as she wiped the towel around between my spread legs. I had nearly recovered enough poise and breath to ask her to untie me, but before I could speak I was jolted into panicked reality by a loud knock on the gymnasium door.

I gasped in shock, and Ms Templeton gave a kind of startled jump. However, she did not seem to be worried, which somewhat assuaged my surge of fear; rather, it was as if she had been reminded of something she had forgotten. The first knock was followed by two pairs of short sharp raps with a brief pause between them, and then after a longer pause came three slower knocks. It was clearly a signal, and one that Ms Templeton knew and understood. She looked at me consideringly for a moment, and then seemed to come to a swift decision.

‘Hmm … well …’ she mused, and then more decisively continued: ‘yes … why not? … why not indeed?’ Seeing that I was still anxious, she gave me a reassuring smile: ‘Don’t worry, Jayne! You know most of my secrets now, so you might as well know them all!’

As she spoke these words, the teacher walked round behind me to the wooden door, unbolted it and eased it slightly ajar, and then conducted a quick and quiet conversation with the person outside. I could only make out a few words here and there:

‘… not Susie … no, I … my fault, but she … yes … really up for … cute as fuck … yeah, c’mon … sure she’ll …’

There was the sound of the door being opened further, and then closed and bolted again, followed by crisp footsteps approaching from behind me. With butterflies in my stomach, I tried to twist round to see who it was, but my bonds held me in place – though my effort did make my breasts jiggle and bounce quite eye-catchingly. Of course, I only had to wait for a couple of seconds, and then I gave a shrill squeal of surprise and shock as a woman came into view, walking round the vaulting box to stand in front of me, about a yard away. It was Ms Melendez, the Deputy Principal of the school!

I swallowed, profoundly aware of my nudity and bound helplessness, with my legs pulled apart and my pussy utterly exposed, and still damp from my orgasm. The senior teacher said nothing, but her eyes raked up and down my naked body and an anticipatory smile lifted the corners of her mouth. Ms Melendez was around forty years old, and a tall and very handsome woman of commanding presence and authority – no one, and I mean no one, ever messed around in one of her maths classes. She had the classic Hispanic look: a slight olive tint to her skin, sharp cheekbones and a hawk nose, deep eyes of darkest brown, neatly-trimmed black eyebrows and silky straight black hair which she always wore tightly pulled back from her face and wound into a bun that was fixed with two large hair-clips – with her often thinly pursed lips and steely gaze, this gave students an intimidating impression of austere severity. Ms Melendez had preserved her figure very well, and it was in proportion to her height of just a fraction under six feet. She had a substantial bust – I learned later that she took a 36D bra size – which was emphasised by her still trim waist and the curving flare of her shoulders and hips.

The Deputy Principal was wearing her trademark outfit: black leather boots and a smartly-cut two-piece business suit of jacket and knee-length skirt (today’s suit was in charcoal grey, with a faint white pinstripe), which as she moved showed a tantalising couple of inches of firm smooth leg between the hem of the skirt and the top of the boots. I had frequently heard the boys in my class expressing their admiration for her as being despite (or perhaps because?) of her maturity the hottest teacher in the whole school, and agreeing that they would gladly lie down naked for her to walk all over them in her stiletto-heeled boots, if only she would grab their cocks and squeeze and suck them dry. Well, it looked as if those boys had no chance at all of making out with Ms Melendez – but that I was likely to be doing so instead!

Feeling either the warm air in the room, or more likely its soaring sexual temperature, Ms Melendez undid the two buttons of her suit jacket, revealing the white pintuck shirt beneath, and favoured me with a predatory smile that sent a shiver of excited expectation through me from head to toe.

‘Well, well … this is indeed a surprise, I was expecting the eager Susie to be here … but, mmm, how nice, how very nice!’ murmured the Deputy Principal with smiling approval, and then she stepped nearer and let the fingers of her right hand gently stroke my chin, before proceeding to trail down my neck, across my upper chest, and then to caress my left breast: ‘Well, Jayne, you are a pretty little piece … mmmm … yes, very sweet … and what lovely big boobs you have, too.’

As she said the last few words, her strong fingers pinched my left nipple, making me give a yelp and sending a frisson of arousal tingling through my torso. I gazed at the powerful Deputy Principal like a rabbit caught in headlights, literally thunderstruck by this astounding development. Ms Melendez’s smile widened, and almost casually her left hand took my other breast, hefting its weight and relishing its teenage firm roundness, before she simultaneously pinched both my tits again. My surprised instinctive cry turned into a whimpering moan, as the mature teacher rolled my nipples around between her thumbs and forefingers, all the time keeping her large dark eyes locked onto mine. The tip of the Hispanic woman’s tongue flitted across her lips, as she savoured the moment, knowing full well that the shock of her presence and the proximity of her lush mature body were almost overwhelming my senses. The Deputy Principal turned her face towards her younger colleague, and – without for one second ceasing her erotic fondling of my breasts – she commented:

‘Well, Carole, I can certainly see why this pretty babe has tempted you … oh, she is legal, isn’t she?’

‘Yes, yes – you don’t have to worry about that, she was sixteen just over a month ago’, Ms Templeton reassured her older colleague; ‘you know they have to be, to try out for the senior cheer squad.’

‘Sure, yes … good … yes, very good’, replied the Hispanic woman; ‘but … what’s happened to Susie, then?’

‘Oh, well, that’s my fault!’ laughed Ms Templeton; ‘I wasn’t able to get a quiet word with Susie this morning, to tell her that we wanted her tonight, not without the danger of someone overhearing, and I couldn’t seek her out too obviously in the lunch-break, so I decided to leave a note in her locker instead – but just as I was about to do so, the Principal appeared and called me! Anyway, I tried to slip it into her locker before he could see what I was doing, but I rushed it, and put it in the next-door locker instead – which happens to be Jayne’s! Fortunately, it turns out that she’s a novice lesbian and was thrilled – in fact, she assumed it was meant for her – and came tripping down here, just as eager-beaver and tushy-tail as you might like … and, mmmm, I did like … and so did she! So, in the end, it’s been a piece of real good luck – a mistake that I’m glad I made!’

‘Mmmm, oh yeah! me too, Ms Melendez!’, I interjected, adding: ‘I’ve wanted this for so long, and it’s been just incredible … ahhhh, oooh, that’s lovely what you’re doing to my tits, don’t stop, please … Aaahh! oh, God – yes!’

‘Well now, I don’t like to look a gift-pussy in the mouth’, the Deputy Principal said with a lustful gleam in her eyes, and she matched her words by dropping her right hand to cup my cunt, kneading my sticky soft mound between her powerful fingers and the heel of her palm, and then sliding her forefinger upwards into my crevasse, as I gave a long shuddering exhalation of breath.

‘Aaaahhhh, yes – yes, fuck me! Oh, Ms Melendez, fuck me – fuck me too, anyhow, any way you like … please, please, my God, I’m so turned on! Take me, have me and fuck me, fuck me hard, so hard!’

In truth to tell, Ms Melendez was turning me on even more than Ms Templeton had done! It was not just the older woman’s maturity and greater experience, though that certainly played its part – it was her sheer charisma and her position of power and authority, for within the hierarchy of my little world, she was a major player indeed. To someone with as wide a submissive streak as I was just discovering that I had, such a combination of sexual dominance and everyday authority was a heady drug, and one to which I was fast becoming addicted.

Ms Melendez’s dark eyes gleamed at my wanton invitation and she leaned close to me, so that her full bust pushed against my engorged and sensitised nipples. The erogenous effect made me squirm in my bondage, but this only resulted in my tits rubbing up against the fabric of her suit jacket, and arousing me even further! The handsome mature woman licked all the way up my throat from its base to my chin, and then she kissed me hungrily, after which she breathed softly in my ear:

‘Oh, I will, sweet sixteen – you can be sure of it, you little lezzie slut … I will have you, I will take you and I will fuck you to little bits!’

Well, what more could a neophyte lesbian teen ask for! I almost swooned with excitement, and in fact it was a good thing that the ropes kept me supported, as the muscles in my legs turned to jelly at the prospect ahead. To be taken in bondage by the cheer squad coach and then by the hottest mature bitch in the school was beyond my wildest hopes and dreams – and now it was actually happening!

Ms Melendez’s nostrils flared and her breathing was a little more rapid as she released her vice-like clutch of my cunt and took a step backwards, standing for a moment in front of me in all her glory, with her hands at her hips and pure lust shining from her eyes. Then slowly … oh, so slowly … she slipped off her suit jacket and unbuttoned her shirt, gradually revealing the black lace three-quarter cup underwired bra that was beneath. After taking a tantalising moment to undo her shirt cuffs – for the experienced dyke domme knew just how to make a young girl wait on tenterhooks – she cast it aside, and my eyes devoured the profile of her broad ripe bosom.

The Deputy Principal was a magnificent sight as she stood in front of me in her black boots, tight grey suit skirt and black bra. For a few seconds she savoured my awestruck admiring gaze, and she made no move to remove any further garment. Instead, she glanced sideways at her accomplice, and gave Ms Templeton a small nod. With a smile of relish, the cheerleading coach stepped up behind the Deputy Principal and unclasped the backband of her bra. After she had unfastened it and lifted it away, the younger teacher slid her hands around the older woman’s ribs and took her superior’s heavy breasts into her hands, cupping them and lifting their aureoles towards me. The sight of Ms Templeton fondling the Deputy Principal’s breasts almost made me come on the spot, as did the stunning combination of her face looking over the mature teacher’s shoulder, with both of them regarding me with the hunger of starving sexual wolves.

In unspoken unison, they took a simultaneous step towards me, and Ms Templeton hefted Ms Melendez’s breasts up towards my face, almost thrusting the Deputy Principal’s right tit into my mouth. I needed no encouragement, and at once I began to lick and suck it as vigorously as I could. I whimpered as I felt Ms Melendez’s hand once again between my parted thighs, and she dragged her thumbnail up and down my slit with explosive effects, although she was careful not to enter me yet for more than about an inch.

The breast which I was worshipping was removed after about thirty seconds, and its luscious companion was proffered in its place. I began at once to lavish oral attention upon it, and was proud and thrilled when my eager enthusiasm elicited a soft gasp of pleasure from the Deputy Principal’s half-parted lips.

Next, the two teachers once again stepped backwards for a couple of feet, after which Ms Melendez assumed a statuesque pose. My eyes were like saucers watching what was unfolding in front of me, as Ms Templeton dropped submissively to her knees beside her busty mature boss. The cheerleading coach was careful not to block my fascinated view, as the younger woman deftly undid the two buttons at the waistband of Ms Melendez’s smart linen skirt. The short silver zip was then slowly tugged downwards, until with a deliciously feminine movement Ms Melendez wriggled her hips and the skirt tumbled to the ground about her ankles. This revealed that the capable Deputy Principal was both a traditionalist and something of a romantic, for the rest of her lingerie consisted of an elegantly lace-trimmed black suspender belt holding up her traditional-style black stockings and a wispy scrap of black lace thong panties that were barely large enough to cover her Venus mound.

I gave an involuntary gasp of surprise at the next step in this tango for two – which I devoutly hoped would soon turn into a quickstep for three. Ms Templeton slid a hand up her superior’s firm strong thigh, curled her fingertips inside the gusset of the miniscule panties, and then began to probe further into the soft wet folds of flesh within. The Deputy Principal gave a sigh of pleasure and half-closed her eyes, whilst arching her hips and thrusting her pelvis forwards. The sight of these two luscious lesbians making out, in what I knew was only the hors d’oeuvre before they would fall upon my lean young teenage body and devour me whole, was thrillingly erotic. I was getting so hot and loose that my pussy was dribbling my girl-cum onto the floor, and I was panting for breath and writhing with excitement in my bondage without them even touching me.

Having lubricated the Deputy Principal’s pudenda with her massaging fingers, the cheerleading coach suddenly whisked the older woman’s flimsy panties down to her ankles. Ms Melendez at once stepped out of them and took a dominant stance, with her legs planted firmly apart and her hands on her hips. Wearing only her black boots, stockings and suspender belt, she exuded sexual charisma as she gazed at me with dark eyes now fixed with unmistakeable intent upon my defenceless tits and pussy.

‘Oh, yes, little cunt’, she breathed, ‘I’ll have you now – yes, I’ll take you now’, and the tip of her tongue flicked across her full lips.

Without taking her eyes off my face, Ms Melendez snapped her fingers, and at once the younger teacher reached out to lift the strap-on harness from its resting place by her bag. Still kneeling, she proceeded to buckle it around the mature Hispanic woman’s pelvis, like an updated version of a medieval squire girding a knight into his armour for battle. Once the straps were fully secured, Ms Templeton grasped the base of the dildo’s shaft with her left hand and took half of its length into her mouth. The younger teacher’s head bobbed up and down as she sucked on the plastic pole, lubricating it with her saliva. Then, after one last lascivious lick of her tongue, the cheerleading coach shifted sideways to where she would have an unimpeded view of events, and Ms Melendez stepped assuredly towards me with the dildo projecting forwards like a sapphic spear.

The Deputy Principal took a moment to run her hands caressingly all over my body, from my neck and shoulders, down over my breasts and stomach and waist, and then she reached between my legs and teased apart my glistening labia. Taking a grip at my hips, she flexed her pelvic muscles and nudged the knob of the plastic cock into me. I gave a broken moan as the tall woman used the leverage of her height to pivot her hips around and under me – and then with a galvanic upwards thrust she drove the dildo into me, so far and fast and hard that I gave a hoarse shriek and was almost lifted of my feet.

‘Take it, bitch – take it, take it all! You’re gonna be our bitch, our little fuck-bitch!’ grunted Ms Melendez, her breath coming louder and faster as she arched her back, pulling the solid plastic rod almost out of me and then pile-driving it back in, penetrating me all the way until her pelvis was grinding hard against my crotch. Before I could do anything more than gasp in response, the handsome Hispanic woman repeated the cycle, and then she continued to piston the dildo in and out of my sopping hole, even faster and more forcefully.

There was no subtlety in this, none at all: it was fucking, pure and simple fucking – raw, hard, relentless, merciless, drilling, excavating, cunt-reaming fucking. And it was what I wanted; more than anything ever before, I wanted these women to use me with unrestrained passion, to break upon me like a tidal wave and leave my landscape changed forever. So I replied, in so far as what came from my mouth had any coherency at all: it was plaintive babbling imprecations, sobbing and gasping and shuddering, and begging always to be fucked more and more and harder and harder. Certainly I offered myself to them unreservedly, promising willingly to be their bitch, to be their fuck-toy, to be their pussy-slut and sex-slave for anything they wanted to do to me or me to do for them – in any costume, in any position, in any bondage.

I wouldn’t have believed that it was possible to get sexually higher than Ms Melendez’s battering penetrations of my pussy were now taking me – but then Ms Templeton double-teamed me! She stepped up right behind the Deputy Principal, pressing her cunt against the older woman’s firm butt, and rode with her – arching her hips backwards as Ms Melendez drew the dildo outwards, and then devastatingly adding the weight of her body to the swing of the Hispanic woman’s pelvis and the ripping surge of the phallic rod slamming into me. Finally, as the coup de grace, the athletic cheerleading coach snaked her long arms around Ms Melendez’s rib-cage and grasped my breasts, kneading them and pulling and twisting on my nipples!

A wild scream was torn from my throat, I jerked wildly to the limited extent that the restrictive ropes and the pinioning dildo would permit, and came with a convulsion that nearly dislocated my shoulders and did painfully wrench my back. As I did so, giving sharp staccato shrieks and spasming as if I had been plugged into the electric grid (and I had – the Lesbos Power Company, Unlimited!), Ms Melendez orgasmed as well – she was more controlled, vocally and physically, but her short deep grunts and the quivering intensity of the shudders that I could feel coursing through her were unmistakeable. For a moment, in the aftermath of her climax, the tall teacher slumped against me, and I felt the delicious slickness of the smooth skin of her breasts, coated with a sheen of sweat, as they slid against my own more modest mounds.

After a moment in which we all caught our breath, Ms Templeton drew her older lover back towards her, and the dildo popped out of my pussy as the Deputy Principal eased away from me to lean against the cushioning pillow of her younger colleague’s bust. Ms Melendez held me steady with her gaze, and pursed her lips consideringly.

‘One final thing, and then your initiation – and my pleasure – will be complete!’

With that she gestured to the ropes that held me in place, and Ms Templeton moved at once to untie them; fortunately, I had by now recovered enough strength not to need their support. The cheerleading coach took a gentle grip on my shoulders and steered me the two or three steps to stand in front of the Deputy Principal, and then once again Ms Templeton’s downwards pressure communicated wordlessly all that I needed to know. I sank to my knees, and gazed reverently at the smooth-shaven and sweat-sheened jutting cunt now revealed by the removal of the strap-on, as Ms Melendez stood in front of me, her arms akimbo on her hips and her vagina level with my face. I ran my tongue across my half-parted lips in excitement and desire, but before I could lean forwards and close the few inches between my mouth and the meaty folds of the Deputy Principal’s pudenda, Ms Templeton told me to wait:

‘Just a moment, Jayne – seeing as you’re taking to this so well, there’s something else needed!’

I paused, though I could barely tear my eyes away from the mature Hispanic woman’s Venus mound, whilst the pungent musk of her sexual arousal made my head swim with desire. In my peripheral vision, I saw Ms Templeton stoop and pick up two of the skipping ropes that had been discarded when I was unbound. With a flutter of excitement in my stomach, I realised that I was about to be restrained again!

Obediently, I remained kneeling in submission in front of the Deputy Principal, whilst allowing her younger colleague to draw both of my arms behind my back. Ms Templeton wrapped one end of the first skipping rope several times around my right ankle, and then she used the remaining length of the rope to bind my right wrist next to it, after which she followed the same pattern with my left ankle and wrist. The result pulled me slightly backwards so that my head was at the perfect angle for pussy-eating, whilst it also forced me to spread my knees apart in order to keep my balance, and most of all it left my cunt and tits exposed and defenceless.

I tensed against the ropes and found that they were securely in place, which gave me a delicious thrill. At once, I shuffled forwards on my knees until my face was pressed against the Deputy Principal’s pussy, and I eagerly squirreled my tongue into her gash. Perhaps it was just my imagination, but somehow she tasted more mature than Ms Templeton, with a fuller flavour and sharper tang to her juices. Her vagina was slick and loose, which I guessed was partly from the number of strap-on fucks she must have taken over the years, and partly from her arousal on this occasion. I first lapped up her nectar, licking up and down the length of her gash, and then I curled my tongue to give it greater rigidity and stuck it into her hole as forcefully as I could. I was rewarded with an audible exhalation of breath, and then, as I pushed and probed as far into her as I could reach, Ms Melendez began to give little mewling pants, which turned me on and encouraged me to still greater efforts.

Then I gave a yelp of my own, though it was almost inaudible as my face was so closely pressed against the Deputy Principal’s cunt. The reason for my sound – a mixture of surprise and arousal – was that Ms Templeton had taken up a kneeling position on the floor behind me, and then had reached under my butt and spread my pussy lips apart. Her long index finger slid easily into my vulnerable vagina, spearing me up to her knuckle. Then the younger teacher began to tease her finger in and out of me, until I was whimpering from the stimulation. During all of this, I was trying to concentrate on my immediate task of eating out the Deputy Principal, whilst ignoring the distraction of what her younger colleague was doing to me. However, the latter was mission impossible, and soon the rhythm of my licks and probes into Ms Melendez’s hole began to match the pace and timing of Ms Templeton’s finger-fucking penetrations of me.

The younger teacher expertly drove me higher and higher, whilst my own clumsy but eager attempts at cunnilingus were from their very inexperience thoroughly arousing for the Deputy Principal. As the latter took hold of the back of my head with both of her hands and began to hump and grind her crotch against my face, giving audible groans as she did so, Ms Templeton knew that the crucial moment was almost there. She added a second finger to the one which had been shafting me, curled them both upwards, and with unerring precision targeted my clitoris, which she forcefully abraded. I exploded into yet another drenching orgasm, my thighs shaking so much that without the bondage to brace me I would surely have collapsed. My hoarse scream of ecstasy vibrated directly against Ms Melendez’s pubic bone, which then transmitted this to the nerve ends in her vagina. The impact swept the mature Hispanic woman to her crescendo, and with a shuddering moan she climaxed as well, squirting pussy juice across my cheeks and mouth.

For a moment, Ms Melendez held me in place against her cunt, and then with a sigh her hands fell away from my head, and she leaned backwards against the vaulting horse. It took her a moment to catch enough breath, but then she spoke with a radiant smile.

‘Well done, Jayne, very well done! That was an amazingly good performance for a newbie … there’s no doubt you’re a natural, Jayne my sweet – you just soaked that up, didn’t you? A natural lezzie, you are, that’s definite … which means, there’s such a lot we can show you, for all our pleasure.’

‘Oh, yes! Yes, Miss – please, yes!’ I replied eagerly; ‘I’d love that, Ms Melendez – I really, really, really would!’

The senior teacher looked at her junior colleague for a moment, and was given a small nod in return. Then Ms Melendez turned to me, cupping my chin in the palm of her left hand.

‘Make your excuses to your parents and friends for Saturday afternoon, and at three o’clock Carole will pick you up in her car – she’ll arrange with you exactly where – and bring you out to my house, which is nice and private and has plenty of space. She’ll have Susie with her as well, but instead of our regular threesome, we’ll have a foursome and really give you an education. In fact’, and here she reached out playfully to pinch my sticky vaginal lips, ‘I’ll take great pleasure in showing you the ropes myself – I have just the right room for it, with everything that we might need!’

I stammered my thanks and assured them both how much I would look forward to it, and promised unreservedly to participate in anything that they might desire. With a smile, the Deputy Principal got dressed, and then gave me a lingering French kiss before Ms Templeton unlocked the gym door and the older woman slipped away. Only then did the cheerleading coach untie me, telling me to take a quick shower to wash the smell of cum off my body. Even this mundane exercise was sexually charged, for as I stood under the shower-head, luxuriating in the stream of stingingly-hot water that gushed from it and ran down my chest and back, Ms Templeton lounged in the doorway and let her gaze wander appreciatively over my firm young body. She also helped to dry me, rubbing a white cotton towel around my breasts – stimulating my nipples to renewed hardness – and then across my stomach and down between my legs, where I shivered at the deft touch of her fingers through the fabric as it brushed up and down my vaginal slit.

When we were both fully dressed, I helped the teacher to straighten the furniture in the gym and remove anything which might suggest that anyone had been there. We then exited the building by a side door near to the staff car park, using Ms Templeton’s swipe card to avoid setting off any alarms. Not surprisingly, her car was the only one still standing there, as even the Deputy Principal had now left. It was only a few minutes drive to the road where I lived, and Ms Templeton let me out at the corner, about two hundred yards from my house and out of its sight, so that no awkward questions might be asked. I was amazed to see from my watch that it was only a few minutes after five o’clock, so that I would still be home before either of my parents returned from their work. School had finished as usual at half-past-three, and so my sexual revolution had taken only about an hour – and yet it had changed so much! As I walked up to my front door, my feet almost literally gliding on air, I relished the thought that my life as a teenage lesbian fuck-slut and bondagette was about to begin, and I offered up a silent prayer of thanks for the turn of fortune that had made it possible by guiding Ms Templeton’s note into the wrong – but oh! so right – locker.

If you enjoyed this, I have posted the previous two stories at the same time – to find them, follow the author link at the top of this story (where you can also find my other all-girl lesbian stories). The other three stories will follow in the next few weeks.

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A softer look at vampiric sex, in my opinion. Comments welcomed.

My heels clicked against the damp pavement as I made my way towards the sounds of heavy bass and shrill, girlish giggles. I could sense the lack of inhibitions, the inebriation and the excitement of the men who thought they would bring home a mate for the night. I breathed deep the potent scent of alcohol, smoke and sexual excitement, knowing in my forever still heart that tonight would be a success. Making my way to the entrance of the bar I was soon to occupy, I ran one hand through my wind-blown, raven hair once and adjusted my corset simultaneously. My skin-tight black denim needed no correcting. I knew that I would appeal to almost everyone in the building with my long, ebony hair, creamy skin, mile-long legs, shapely figure and larger breasts, barely contained by my top. However, only one person would appeal to me tonight. I just had to find her.

Entering the establishment, I flashed a sly smile to a man standing just inside the doorway, noticing as he alternated between eyeing my full, red lips and my breasts. I moved on, scanning the occupants of the bar quickly. They were all too loud, too silly, with too many people, or just not attractive enough. Finally, my eyes landed on the perfect one. She was sitting at the end of the bar, alone, absent-mindedly running her finger around the rim of her drink. She appeared to be deep in thought. I made my way to the bar also and seat myself a few stools down from this mystery woman, noting that she looked up in interest as I sat. I momentarily ignored her as I ordered my drink, a Bloody Mary, of course. Sipping my drink, I studied her quickly, up close for the first time. Shorter dirty-blonde hair, petite, smaller breasts, dressed casually in jeans and a tank-top and pretty in a nondescript way. Absolutely nothing about her stuck out but I knew she was the one I wanted.

As soon as I turned my head, I was approached by a young man in a baseball hat and polo. ‘Frat boy.’, i thought disdainfully. “Hey, uh, can I buy you a drink?” he asked eagerly, wiping his sweaty palms on his shorts as he did so. “I have one, thanks.”, I responded icily. If he ruined my plans for the night, I would rip out his heart and feed it to the goddess Leinth myself. He obviously picked up on the impatience in my voice and left my side quickly, laughing uneasily and shrugging to his group of jeering friends.

When I turned back towards the nameless girl, I found that she had clearly witnessed the scene between the boy and I, and was now smirking slightly. I flashed a warm smile back towards her and she looked down, as if suddenly shy. I frowned. Obviously I was going to have to approach her. I slid gracefully off of my barstool and took the one next to hers. “Since we’re both alone, we may as well keep each other company.” i said, in an easily detectable flirty tone. She smiled and responded simply with “I’m Courtney.” With this, I regained hope and quickly told her my own. “Arianna.” We shook hands and I allowed my fingers to hold hers just a bit too long. If she didn’t know what I wanted by now, then she was clueless. She looked surprised for a moment and then the realization dawned on her. She became much more animated, asking me about my life, where I was from, what I did, etc. I was very vague of course, but obviously my answers were good enough for her. I found out that she was 23, studying nursing, working part-time at a used bookstore and, most importantly, very much ‘into’ women.

After a while of talking, I reached over, put my hand over hers & inquired, very softly if she would like to leave. She nodded, and we moved to exit the building quickly. On the way out, I noticed the fraternity kid glaring at me and shaking his head. I smiled sardonically, flipped him the finger and wrapped my arm around Courtney’s waist. Out on the street, in the quiet, I could feel my stomach tingle with the anticipation of pleasure…I’m sure her’s felt the same way. I led her to my apartment, conveniently a block away, and we continued to chat and giggle as we walked, enjoying the chilly night air on our (mainly her’s) alcohol-flushed faces.

Entering my home, I flipped on the foyer light and politely asked her if she’d like something to drink. When she refused, I could resist any longer, I gently pulled her towards me and wrapped my hand around the back of her neck. She moaned softly before my lips even reached her’s. Once our lips did touch, it was gentle at first, cautious. Then we became more eager, intense and reckless. Our tongues danced together softly, darting out occasionally to taste one another’s lips. I took her bottom lip between my teeth and gently nibbled. She was delicious. Soon, we were kicking off our shoes and she was unhooking my corset as I was pulling off her tank-top. We stood there for half a moment, simply admiring one another before we resumed our frenzy, unbuttoning each other’s denim and yanking them down and then stepping out of own. Now we were both completely exposed, clad only in our panties. I pushed her against my wall took her breasts gently in my hand, rubbing the nipples with my thumbs while kissing her neck. I delighted in the way her body arched against mine, so willing and very wet, I’m sure. I kissed my way down from her neck, bringing my face up only momentarily to meet her eager lips, and nibbled and licked my way down to her beautiful breasts. Taking one nipple in my mouth while the other was still being stimulated by my hands, I sucked and licked simultaneously, twirling my tongue around while the suction made her nipple all the more harder. Then I stopped and looked up at her quickly. I’m sure the lust, desire and thirst showed in my eyes as I said “Let’s move to the bedroom.”, in a hoarse voice. She merely nodded her consent and followed me as I led the way.

Reaching the bedroom, I didn’t bother with the lights, or even pulling the blankets down on the bed. I just turned around, grabbed her, and hoisted her up onto the dresser, her legs wrapped around me. I resumed my oral assault on her breasts as her fingers found my hair, twisted in it and brought me back up to her mouth to give me a long, passionate kiss. She then held my face where it was and began to lick and suck on my own neck, darting up to my earlobe and biting gently. I squeezed the parts of her ass I could get to and ran my fingers down and around to her inner thighs. Rubbing them gently with my fingertips, closer and closer to the edge of her panties, teasing her and making her want the release more than anything. I finally removed her fingers from my hair and dropped to my knees, putting my face level with her panty-covered slit.

I reached up and dragged the material slowly down her hips, pulling it in a way that guaranteed the soft fabric was rubbing against delicate flesh. When the underwear was off and on the floor beside me, her bare, slick pussy directly in front of my face, I paused and looked up at her. She gazed back down at me and one simple word that couldn’t mean more. “Please.”, then she sighed and leaned her head back in anticipation. The first touch of my tongue against her sensitive folds caused her to jump and groan. “Please Arianna, please make me cum. Make me cum against your lips, Arianna, please.” she half moaned, half pleaded. I complied. I slowly licked the outline of her lips, darting across the folds, avoiding the clit. I traced her soaking wet hole, pushing my tongue in and tasting the walls. I felt her fingers find my hair once more and desperately try to push my head closer to her. I resisted, teasing her, tonguing her, flicking my tongue everywhere but the place she needed. Finally, I reached her clit, flicking it with my tongue gently but quick. I continued at a steady pace, feeling her fingers tighten in my hair, her hips bucking to bring her pussy closer to my tongue, suddenly she pushed my face into her and held it there, while I felt her body tremble. She was moaning and panting, loosening her hold on me only once her orgasm was near end.

As soon as I was able to pull back without disturbing her, I felt my eye teeth grow heavy in my mouth. Turning my head slightly, I opened my lips and sank them into her inner thigh, directly beside her pussy. I heard her gasp but before she could say anything, the pain from the sudden bite launched her into another, stronger orgasm. I immediately tasted my reward, the thick, enticing elixir of life. I wrapped a hand around her thigh, keeping it as close to my mouth as possible, as the sweet, slightly coppery liquid ran over my tongue. Once I was done taking my own pleasure, I realized she had been unusually quiet. I glanced up at her quickly, worried that I had somehow lost control, but my fears were quickly relieved. Her last orgasm had apparantly been so strong, she had immediately fallen asleep. Her chest rose and fell with her breathing and she wore a very satisfied smile.

I stroked her hair and picked her up easily, carried her to the bed and tucked the blankets around her. I then checked the black-out curtains to be sure there weren’t any cracks that would allow sunlight in the room. Satisfied, I crawled into bed myself. Courtney immediately turned over and snuggled up against me. I knew I would have to explain the bite later, but…somehow, I didn’t think it would keep her from coming back.

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The quarterbcak and his bratty sisters, a pair of twins, are mind-controlled into incest.

Clara’s Mind-Controlling Tweets

Chapter Three: Quarterback and His Naughty Little Sisters

By mypenname3000

Commissioned by n1one

Copyright 2020

Note: This story was commissioned by n1one and the story was crafted by fans on his discord server.

Clara has a big grin on her face. Rumors are whispering about that those two skanks, Juliet and Annabelle, are having slut-off competition with creepy Mr. Finch as the judge. Some tweet that the two are always asking people for crazy sex acts for them to prove who’s the biggest whore.

Clara loves that her tweets are spawning more rumors. Obviously, none of her tweets were real. She just made them up. But the fact that her tweets are spreading more stories is awesome. Like how Pete is nailing three of the cheerleaders after practice. One’s even supposed to be pregnant.

“God, I love this,” Clara says. For the first time in years, she’s happy as she thinks about the next asshole who’d bullied her in school to punish.

Time for the guys to get some humiliation.

“Bjorn is such an asshole!” she mutters as she tweets: Did you know the quarterback is fucking both his younger twin sisters! #twincest #incest #littlesister

He’s going to pay.

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Bjorn

My lead pipes were backed up.

I came home, sore from football practice. I needed to ice my shoulder. Had to be ready for the game on Friday night. I had to lead my team to victory. But to do that, I needed to fucking get laid. And my cunt of a girlfriend kept saying she was too tired after cheer practice.

Everyone was sniggering about that. Two weeks, she’d been using that excuse, and rumors were swirling that she and a few others were getting fucked by that dweeb, Pete. I heard Kim might even be pregnant by that fucker.

She was my girl. The head cheerleader and the quarterback.

“I should pound that cock-sucker into mincemeat,” I muttered as I headed inside. But that would just prove the rumors right. That Kim was cuckolding me not just with some guy, but one of the ugliest at school. “Fuck!”

I burst into the house. I had to masturbate. Again. When Kim was polishing my knob and riding my schlong every day, I didn’t ‘need to spank one out, but now… Christ, what was this world coming to when a slutty cheerleader like Kim isn’t fucking her boyfriend but some nerd.

I slammed the door hard.

“Hey!” shouted from upstairs. One of my bratty sisters. “Don’t slam the door, Bjorn. You’re going to break something and piss off Mom.”

“Shut the fuck up,” I growled. “I’ll slam the fucking door if I want to.”

“I’m telling Mom you yelled at me!” Her bedroom door slammed hard.

Hypocritical little cunt. I wasn’t in the mood for Kirsten or Sibylla this afternoon. I just wanted to get on YouPorn, find some cheerleader getting fucked hard, and cum. I took the stairs up two at a time, my balls swollen.

Blue fucking balls when I was the quarterback. I was done with Kim. I had to find a hotter girl and start fucking her so she’d be humiliated. Where could I find one hotter than her? Definitely Juliet or Annabelle. They were fucking that greasy janitor that was always leering at the girls.

Had to be some girl.

I opened my door and tossed my stuff down. I headed to my bed to rub one out when I remembered I needed lotion. Mom kept a bottle of Jergens in the bathroom. I’d steal it and return it none the wiser.

If my little sisters found out I was jerking off, they would tell my mother who’d do another search for porn in my room and on my phone. Thank god for incognito mode and my mom being a complete boomer about technology.

Last thing I’d need was another lecture about how degrading porn was to women and how she wouldn’t stand for it under her roof. I’d get another tedious lesson on toxic masculinity and why guys suck and all that BS. If I objected, she’d start panicking that I was getting red-pilled by Joe Rogan or something.

I needed to move out, but football took up all my time and my scholarship didn’t provide me room and board. So I was stuck at home like a fucking loser with two snooping cunts of little sisters and a mom who was so vile. Dad had booked it as fast as he could. I hated him when I was younger, but I got it now.

God, I had to kick Pete’s ass. That would make me feel better.

I marched out of my room and then threw open the bathroom door to reach for the—

“WHAT THE FUCKING HELL!” screeched Kirsten. She was sitting on the toilet, her jeans and panties bunched around her ankles. “GET OUT!”

I winced as she grabbed the bottle of Jergens and hurtled it at me. It struck me in the forehead. I winced as it bounced off. She snagged up a towel and threw it next, her legs pressed tight, her blonde hair dancing about her furious face.

“You fucking PERVERT!” she screamed in that ear-piercing way only a teenage girl could, even one that was eighteen.

Another door banged open. “Pervert?” Sibylla demanded. “What are you doing, Bjorn!”

“Fucking sorry,” I muttered.

“CLOSE THE DOOR, PERVERT!”

“Are you trying to watch her pee?” gasped Sibylla. She marched down the hallway, all a hundred and five pounds of her puffed up like I didn’t ‘have a foot in height and over a hundred pounds in muscle on her. “FREAK!”

“SHUT IT!” Kirsten shrieked.

I yanked the door shut. “Sorry,” I muttered. “It was an accident.”

“Right!” Sibylla sneered. “I know that whore you’re dating’s fucking that dweeb, but you can’t perv on your sisters. That’s sick!”

“DISGUSTING!” Kirsten added through the door.

“I’m so telling Mom that you’re spying on us peeing!” Sibylla said.

“Fuck, I didn’t realize she was in there,” I muttered, my anger growing. I couldn’t take it out on my sisters. I’d never hit a girl, even my own bratty sisters, but I wanted to hit something. That fucking dweeb. “I’m sorry, Kirsten.”

“FUCK OFF!” She made a retching sound. “He tried to see my puss, Sibylla.”

“I won’t let him,” Sibylla said, standing before the door. “You finish up in there. Take all the time you need.”

“I need a shower,” she muttered.

“I’ll make sure he doesn’t try to peep!” Sibylla glared her blue eyes at me.

“Goddamn, I’m sorry,” I growled.

“Right. Mom says all guys are dogs sniffing around any ass they can find, even their own sisters.”

I retreated into my room and slammed the door shut.

“Don’t slam the doors!” she shouted.

I fucking hated my mom and my sisters. Like I wanted anything to do with them. They were brats. Even if they weren’t those tattletaling bitches I grew up with, they were petite things. No real tits to them. No curves. I liked a girl to be a woman, not look like she was just starting puberty.

My phone beeped with a notification. I pulled it out and saw a tweet from that @realgossip account. Whoever it was, they were breaking all the salacious rumors going on at our school, including the one about my girlfriend and her fellow cheerleaders needing to get fucked in all their holes after practice.

I read the tweet and… “The fuck?” I asked. “Why would I be fucking my sisters. What sort of BS was that? I mean…” My dick throbbed. “They’re cute and all, but they’re my sisters. That’s incest. And that’s…”

I had to jack off. My sister’s adorable faces danced in my mind. I loved jacking off to them. They were so sensual and dainty. They needed a big brother to protect them from all the dangers of the world. Just hold them in my big, strong arms and keep them safe.

But they hated me. Mom had poisoned them against me with all her shit about how men suck and were responsible for all the problems in the world. I sighed. I could masturbate to them. I needed that right now. Kim wasn’t putting out. I should find a girl that looked more like Kirsten and Sibylla. Someone…

A light rap knocked at my door.

“What?” I groaned. “I said I was sorry. I wasn’t trying to peak.” Oh, I was. I wanted to see my sisters naked so badly.

“Can we come in?” one of the twins said. She sounded contrite.

“Er, yeah,” I said, adjusting my hard cock in my athletic shorts. “Come in.”

Kirsten and Sibylla pushed the door open and crept inside like they were scared. They both were wearing jeans, though Kirsten had on a purple tank top that molded to her petite torso and small breasts. Sibylla wore a baby doll t-shirt, light blue with a unicorn riding before a rainbow on it. They both had the same blonde hair and blue eyes, the beauty of Scandinavia in their cheekbones and plump lips.

“What’s up?” I asked, feeling nervous. The two sexy girls were in my room.

“I’m so sorry for throwing a bottle at you!” Kirsten said and then threw herself at me. She hugged me tight, rubbing her face into my chest. “I just… I don’t know why I did that. I mean… Of course, you’d want to peak at me. I’m so cute. What big brother wouldn’t.”

“Er…” I swallowed. There had to be a trap here. Were they trying to get me to admit that I was trying to see Kirsten naked? God, just the memory of those thighs pressed tight had my cock throbbing, and now she was hugging me. “I… I mean…”

“Does it hurt?” Sibylla asked. She moved closer, squirming. Her blue eyes were so liquid. “I mean… I’m so sorry for saying you’re a dog. I mean, dogs are great and… and…” She squirmed. “It’s not like it would be wrong or anything… If you noticed how cute we were. I mean… You’re a hunky guy. Nothing wrong with sisters noticing their brother’s hot, right?”

“Uhh…” I still did not get what was going on here.

“We’re just saying that…” Sibylla came closer to me. “That we don’t mind… If you look at us. I mean, there’s nothing wrong in looking. We’re family. There’s really nothing wrong with me doing this.”

I gasped as she ripped off her t-shirt and threw it to the floor. She wore no bra. Her small tits were quivering there. They were just so firm, the pink nipples standing out hard from her mounds. I swallowed, my dick throbbing. I had fantasized about these tits so many times, and here they were. Right there for me to stare out.

I swallowed and groaned, my heart pounding.

“Yeah,” whispered Kirsten. She stepped back. “And we can kiss. Like this.” She rose on her tiptoes and brushed my lips with hers. “Just quick ones. Nothing wrong with that.”

“N-no,” I said. Where was the trap? There had to be a trap. Were they baiting him into molesting them. My heart hammered in my chest, my cock throbbing so hard. They were gorgeous. Stunning. I swallowed, my mouth so dry.

“Yeah, so this is what you wanted to see, right?” Kirsten asked. She pulled up her tank top, and then there were her nipples standing out from atop her small breasts. Their titties were identical. Two sets of cute and adorable boobies.

I groaned.

“Or maybe this,” said Sibylla and she unfastened her jeans. She opened them, a pair of blue panties peeking out, a white bow on just below the waistband. She shoved down her jeans.

Kirsten followed, her panties a pale pink and with a narrower cut. A few strands of her blonde pubic hairs peeked out the side. My mouth was so dry as they stepped out of their jeans, their boobs jiggling.

“W-what is going on here,” I whispered as they hooked their panties.

“Just… We’re family,” said Kirsten, her cheeks as red as mine felt. “There’s nothing wrong with being naked. We’re your sisters.” She shoved her panties down, her blonde bush coming into view. Sibylla followed, her golden curls spring into view.

I groaned at the sight of them stepping out of their panties. They were naked and in my room. My cock throbbed in my shorts. I rubbed a hand through my short, blond hair. The ache faded from me at the sight of them.v

“Do you know what you’re girls are doing to me?” I croaked.

“We’re making you hard?” Kirsten said. “I mean… We’re your sisters. We understand. Maybe…”

“Maybe we can do something to help with that,” murmured Sibylla, her eyes staring right at my cock. “We could, I don’t know, uh, suck it?”

She winced like she expected me to freak out. Kirsten tensed beside her. I swallowed and realized this was no game. They were here to seduce me. My little sisters wanted to fuck me. If they did, that tweet would be real. All the school would know I was fucking my sexy sisters.

But who’d really believe something that preposterous? No one did incest, right?

My sisters knelt before me. I swallowed as they unlaced the gray ties of my black athletic shorts. Then they tugged them down. My cock appeared twitching in my boxers. My breath quickened. This was happening. My little sisters, those sexy twins, were about to give me a double blowjob.

“We’ve never done this before,” Kirsten whispered, kneeling on the right side.

“We promise that we’ll be amazing at it,” added Sibylla. “And if not, we’ll keep practicing.”

Kirsten nodded as they tugged off my boxers.

The fabric slid over the sensitive tip of my cock. Then I popped out and bobbed before them. Their eyes widened at my girth. They stared at my cock with awe on their faces. They stopped pulling down my boxers, leaving them bunched around my mid-thigh, and grabbed my cock.

Two sets of delicate hands gripped my dick. Their touch sent warmth shooting down my shaft to my balls. They tensed with a load of cum. I groaned as they leaned in. Their breath washed over the tip of my cock.

“What about Mom?” I asked.

“Fuck her,” Sibylla whispered. “She made us think that you were terrible for being a boy. If she hadn’t, well, we would have loved you earlier.”

That was so hard to believe because of how they used to be such brats, but it had to be true. It wasn’t like that tweet had made this happen or something. That’s crazy. Shit didn’t work like that. This was the real world.

Their lips kissed at the side of my cock. I groaned as their tongues fluttered over the crown of my dick. I groaned, the pleasure fluttering over the sensitive tip. My shaft throbbed in their stroking hands as they explored my tip.

They found my slit beading with precum. They took turns licking at it and gathering up that drop. It was so hot. I couldn’t believe this happening. My sisters were so naughty. They were loving me. I swallowed, my heart hammering in my chest.

They were so beautiful as they did it. They were gorgeous. They fluttered their tongues around the crown of my dick. I shuddered, my face scrunching as they did it. This was incredible. Incestuous bliss swept through me.

“I’ve wanted this for so long,” I groaned.

“We did, too,” Kirsten said.

“We’re so sorry for being such cunts to you, big bro,” Sibylla said. “We love you.”

And then, as if to prove it, she sucked my cock into her mouth. I gasped as her teeth scraped over my sensitive crown. I winced but then she suckled on me. I growled at the pleasure of her nursing on my dick, the pain fading away. My chest rose and fell.

“D-do you like it?” whispered Kirsten.

“I fucking love it,” I groaned, Sibylla suckling with passion.

Her cheeks hollowed as she nursed on me like I were a lollipop. She stared up at me with these blue eyes glossy with her passion. Her love. This incestuous thrill shot through me. This was so hot. I loved it.

She bobbed her head, sliding her lips up and down my cock. Her tongue danced around my cock. My balls tightened. I growled, my hands balling into fists. This was the best thing in the world. Just amazing to experience.

“Sibylla,” Kirsten whimpered. “I want to suck on him too.”

“Yeah,” I panted. “Just watch your teeth.”

Sibylla ripped her mouth off my dick. “Oh, no, did I hurt you when my teeth scraped over your cock?”

“It’s fine,” I groaned, loving the sight of drool running down her cheek.

Kirsten darted in. Her identical lips slid over my cock. I groaned as she did. Her lips sealed about my cock. She suckled on me with hunger. My dick throbbed in her mouth as I enjoyed her enthusiasm. She kept her teeth away.

I sat my hand on the top of her head and groaned. I stroked her as she sucked on my cock. This was what I needed. Kim could fuck that dweeb. I had my sexy sisters. Twins! What big brother wouldn’t be in heaven right now.

Kirsten bobbed her head, working her lips up and down my shaft the way her twin had. She nursed, making such sloppy sounds as she loved me. It was incredible. My shoulders rolled. I groaned, savoring the pressure.

It was building and building in me. I would have such a mighty explosion. A big burst of pleasure exploding out of me. My nuts tightened. It was incredible. This would be awesome. I was so eager to spurt jizz into her mouth.

“Fuck,” I growled.

Kirsten slid off my cock and moaned, “This is so awesome!”

“It is!” Sibylla groaned and then swallowed my cock. She sucked on me with hunger, her teeth also keeping away from my cock.

She nursed happily while Kirsten said, “Suck that dick, sis. Ooh, how’s she doing?”

“You both are amazing,” I groaned. “You feel the same. Damn, I’m going to be cumming soon. I’m all backed up. I don’t know who’s mouth to cum in.”

“Oh, no, I want it,” Kirsten said, her cheeks blushing again.

Sibylla slid her mouth off my cock. “Me, too. Maybe, I could get it first?”

“Why you first?” Kirsten asked. “I’m the oldest.”

“You threw the shampoo bottle at him.”

“Hey, hey, no fighting,” I said. “I love you both. I’ll tell you what.” My stomach tightened. Could I really do this? “I’ll come on your faces instead. You’ll both get the cum.”

There was no way they would agree to that. It was such a degrading thing. Mom ranted about the money shot in porn how it was patriarchy and humiliating to the women.

“Yes!” Kirsten moaned.

“Cum on our faces, big bro!” moaned Sibylla, her blue eyes shining up at me.

“God, yes,” I growled, shocked and pleased. I wanted to jizz all over their cute faces.

Kirsten sucked on my cock, her tongue dancing around the tip. She sucked on me with such hunger. I groaned, my heart pounding as she nursed with such passion. She bobbed her head, working her lips up and down my cock. It was amazing.

Then Sibylla took over, drool running down Kirsten’s mouth. Sibylla’s felt just as amazing. She sucked on me with such hunger. She worked her mouth up and down my cock. I brushed the back of her throat and then she sucked up.

My balls tightened.

“Cum on our faces,” Sibylla said as Kirsten sucked on my dick.

“Ooh, ooh, just spurt all that cum on our faces, big bro,” Kirsten purred as Sibylla bobbed her head and worked her mouth up and down my cock.

I tried to hold this off for as long as I could, just enjoying my sisters sharing my dick. But the pressure in my balls was growing too strong. I had to explode. I had to cum sooner rather than later. I shuddered, my brow furrowing.

“Fuck,” I growled. “It’s happening. Jerk me off!”

Kirsten slid her mouth off my cock with a wet plop. She stared up at me, drool running down her chin. I shuddered at the sight. She stroked my cock with her twin. They both pressed their identical cheeks together.

“Cum on our faces, big bro!” they moaned in unison.

“Shit!”

I erupted on the twins’ faces.

The depraved delight of giving my sisters a facial slammed rapture through my body. My cock spurted jizz that splashed all over their cute features. I growled, my balls emptying as I splashed jizz over their features.

I growled, loving the pleasure burning across my thoughts. I shuddered, bathing their faces with all my spunk. My nuts tightened as I growled through my clenched teeth. I pumped spurt after spurt of cum onto their faces.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I moaned.

They shuddered as I fired the last of my cum, my mind brimming with lust. They dripped in cum. They had jizz running over their features. I shuddered at the wicked sight. The spunk ran down to their lips. Their tongues flicked out.

“Oh, that’s so good,” Sibylla moaned.

“Ooh, it is,” Kirsten moaned. Both their blue eyes dazzled at me, the jizz coating their faces.

“Now…” I swallowed. “Lick it off the other’s face. That’ll be hot.”

I had to be pressing my luck, but the twins turned and faced each other. Then they licked up lines off cum off the other’s cheek. They both shuddered and did it again. They licked and lapped up my cum, cleaning the other’s face in a show of forbidden passion.

My cock didn’t even go soft. Not with the hottest sight in the world before me. I groaned as my sister’s lapped up the cum, gathering the pearly jizz on their pink tongues and swallowing it. My heart hammered.

“Now kiss each other,” I groaned. “Share it with each other. Snowball it back and forth.”

“That’s really pervy, big brother,” Kirsten said, looking so adorable as she stared up at me dripping in my spunk.

“Yep, our big brother is a perv!” Sibylla exclaimed, a big smile spreading on her lips “But that’s okay. We still like you anyway.”

“We do!”

They each licked a line of my spunk off their faces, holding the jizz on their tongues. I groaned as they came together and kissed. Their tongues came together, white cum flashing as they made out. They moaned, sharing my seed back and forth.

It was the sight every big brother of twins (or who just had two little sisters) should enjoy.

My cock throbbed and ached as I watched them snowballing my cum back and forth. They were getting into it. Kissing and licking and loving each other. I shuddered, savoring the sight. My hands balled into fists. I wanted to stroke my cock, but I didn’t want to erupt.

I just wanted to enjoy the view.

It was so hot watching my sisters sharing my cum. They were licking and lapping back and forth, sharing my cum over and over. It was such a delight to witness. I groaned as they swapped my jizz back and forth.

“So good!” whimpered Kirsten.

“Love it!” Sibylla groaned.

“I bet you two do,” I groaned. “Just hungry for your big brother’s cum, huh?”

“Big time!” they both squealed.

They licked more jizz up, their tongues hungry. They were exploring everywhere. Kirsten gathered cum from beneath Sibylla’s ear. Kirsten lapped up the jizz matting Sibylla’s blonde eyebrows.

It was enough to make me groan.

Then, sadly, they could find no more cum. That was until Kirsten spotted an errant drop of pearl that had landed on her sister’s small tit. Then she darted down and licked it up. In her excitement, her tongue flicked over her sister’s nipple.

For a moment, she just froze there, her tongue on her sister’s nub. Then she moaned and sucked that pink, little bud into her mouth. Sibylla gasped. Her back arched, her face twisting in delight. Her hair danced. It was such a wicked sight to witness.

I shuddered, my heart pounding so fast. This heat rushed through me as Sibylla cradled our sister’s mouth to her tit. This was just such a wicked delight. She suckled and throbbed. It was such a wonderful sight to witness.

My dick throbbed as my sisters whimpered and moaned. Sibylla grasped Kirsten’s tits. She kneaded those little mounds and then pinched those fat nubs. Kirsten groaned and sucked harder on her sister’s tits.

“Jesus, you two are so sexy,” I growled.

Sibylla cast her gaze up to me and beamed. “We’re so glad you think so. We’ve wanted this for too long, but Mom…”

“Yeah, she’s a fucking cunt,” I growled. My cock throbbed and ached.

Sibylla stared at my dick, her tongue flicking over her lips. Kirsten kept suckling, unaware of where her twin’s attention had turned. Sibylla wiggled her hips from side to side. Her pussy must be so wet. She must be dripping with such delight.

She needed my cock in her. She needed to lose her virginity. My little sister begged for it with her eyes. She stared at me with such intensity. It was awesome to see. This was an amazing passion. I couldn’t wait to take her cherry.

But what about Kirsten?

Could I fuck them both at the same time? That would be hot. I could just slide into their pussies. I could fuck them one after the other. Just ram back and forth between their cunts. It would be glorious. I would have such a wild time plowing into their pussies. Going from pussy to pussy. Just reveling in this passion. It would be an incredible delight.

“You two need to lose your cherries, don’t you?” I growled,

Sibylla nodded, her eyes staring up at me with such pleading need.

Kirsten pulled her lips off our sister’s nipple. “Yes, yes, yes! I want it! I’ve wanted it so badly! I ache!”

Sibylla nodded harder, her blonde hair dancing.

“Who’s first?” she asked.

I grinned. “Well, you two go lie on the bed. Roll around. Don’t let me know which one is on top and on the bottom, and I’ll fuck one first. Then the other. I’ll go back and forth.”

The two girls squealed in delight.

I turned away from them as they stood up. Then they threw themselves on the bed. I heard the bedsprings creaking. They scrambled, giggling. The bed groaned. Their skin whisked together. It was such a sound to hear, my cock throbbing hard.

“No, no, I’m on top!” one said.

“No, me!” the other answered.

They squirmed longer, my cock aching the entire time. My blood pounded through my veins. Anticipation shuddered through me. My dick twitched with every beat of my heart. I would fuck them hard.

I would pound them.

“Ready!” they sang together.

I turned around to find them pressed tighter, their legs entwined, their blonde-furred muffs aimed at me. I couldn’t tell them apart from behind. It was only with the subtlest differences in their faces that only those closest to them could recognize to tell them apart. That could be Sibylla on top.

Or it could be Kirsten.

I shuddered. It didn’t matter who it was. They were both my little sisters. I would love them both. Fuck them both. My cock pulsed with my passion as I moved to the bed. I pulled them to the edge. Kneeling, thanks to my height, my cock was level to fuck into their pussies and pound them.

It would be magnificent.

I aimed at the bottom one, since they had been fighting for who would be on top. I pressed my cock through her bush and rubbed on her pussy lips. The incestuous contact with my little sister’s flesh was amazing.

“Oh, wow,” she groaned. “I knew it! I knew he would pick on the bottom.”

“That’s why you surrendered?” gasped the girl on top, her ass clenching.

“Yep!” she squealed.

“Oh, so maybe I should fuck the one on top,” I said, sliding my cock from her wet pussy up to our sister’s. It was so hot to feel their juices mixing on the tip of my cock.”

“No, no, please don’t, Bjorn!” the bottom sister gasped. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Just fuck my pussy. You picked me. Don’t be mean.”

“Be mean!” the one on top moaned.

“Well, I don’t want to be mean…” I slid my cock to her pussy lips and pushed. “So…”

I felt her hymen, the holy membrane that wanted to part. I shuddered as I pushed against her. She groaned and shuddered. She squirmed beneath her twin, her hands grabbing our sister’s rump. Then her cherry popped.

I plunged into my little sister’s cunt.

“Fuck!” I bellowed as I sank inch after inch of my cock into her pussy.

“Oh, Sibylla, he’s in me!” squealed the bottom sister. Kirsten felt amazing about me.

“Yes, I am!” I groaned, sinking to the hilt in her. My crotch rubbed into Sibylla’s bush. She had a more golden hue to her blonde curls than I did. That was great to see.

I pulled back my cock and loved the way her snatch clung to me. She held on to me with passion. I groaned, loving the way her pussy massaged my dick. It was amazing to enjoy. My dick throbbed in her snatch. The pressure grew and grew to fuck her but…

I had another little sister to deflower.

I slid my cock out of Kirsten’s cunt and shifted up to Sibylla. Kirsten moaned her disappointment. I got it; I missed her cunt, too. I pressed my cock against our sister’s pussy. I pressed forward against her, eager to thrust into her. It would be amazing taking her cherry now.

I would have such a fun time fucking them both.

I pushed against her hymen, loving the way she squirmed as her maidenhead stretched. I loved the feel of that membrane. It was as exciting as deflowering Kirsten’s only moments before. Sibylla whimpered.

“You’ll love it,” Kirsten promised.

“I know!” Sibylla moaned.

I popped her cherry.

My cock slid into her pussy. I groaned as I penetrated into her snatch. It was such an amazing delight to feel her tight cunt sliding over my cock. She felt just like Kirsten. I’d fucked a lot of girls, and all pussies felt different, but not the twins.

“Fuck,” I groaned as I bottomed out in her, my balls resting on her sisters pussy lips.

“So big!” Sibylla moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, you’re so big, Bjorn. I love it.”

“Yep,” Kirsten moaned. “Now come slide that big dick back into my pussy, big bro.”

“No, no, stay in me. I love it. You’re filling me up and—”

She squealed as I pulled out of her cunt. I drew back and back, loving the way she gripped me. This felt amazing. It was such a treat to enjoy. Her snatch clenched so tight about me. She held me in her pussy’s embrace.

I thrust back into her. I buried hard and fast into her snatch. It was a thrill to feel her pussy squeezing about my cock. I fucked Sibylla’s cunt. Burying into her again and again. I groaned, my balls smacking into Kirsten’s pussy.

She needed her big brother, too.

I ripped my cock out of her cunt and then shifted down. I buried to the hilt in Kirsten’s pussy. She squealed in delight, her fingers biting into Sibylla’s rump. The twin on top moaned her disappointment, clearly wanting me back.

“Oh, yes, yes, big brother!” squealed Kirsten. “Love your cock!”

“I do, too!” whimpered Sibylla. “Didn’t you love my pussy?”

“It was as amazing as Kirsten’s!” I panted, thrusting away at her, my crotch smacking Sibylla’s rump. “I’ll be back in you, but I have two sexy sisters to love. I can’t ignore either of you.”

“We are sexy!” Kirsten groaned, her pussy clenching down on me. “Ooh, I feel so sexy with your cock in me.”

“Then sorry,” I groaned and slid out of her.

“Wait!” she gasped.

I slammed into Sibylla’s cunt.

“Yes!” she squealed.

I pumped away at my little sister’s cunt. Her pussy clenched about me, welcoming me into her snatch over and over again. Her silky snatch massaged me. It was an amazing delight. It was fantastic to pump away at her.

My balls smacked into Kirsten’s pussy. She held me tight in that sung, silky sheath. I groaned, slamming into her twat over and over again. I wanted to stay in her, but what about my other sister. I had to fuck them both.

I reveled in fucking them both.

I ripped my cock out of Sibylla. The ache at the tip had a moment to cool, letting me last longer. To enjoy their cunts for as long as I could. I loved every second of it. I pressed my dick into Kirsten’s snatch and slid into her inviting depths.

“Big brother!” she squealed.

I pounded her cunt. I fucked her hard. Three strokes. Four. Five. Six. Then I switched. Back into Sibylla’s cunt to revel in her pussy’s amazing grasp. I pumped away at her, fucking her with all I had. She groaned, squeezing about me.

It was amazing.

I loved it. I savored this amazing bliss. I buried into their twats again and again. I fucked them with such passion. I went back and forth, sister to sister, making them gasp and squeal and love me. They squirmed together as their pussies massaged me.

Brought me closer and closer to cumming.

My jizz boiled in my nuts. That mounting pressure would explode out of me. I would have such a huge orgasm. Just a mighty blast of cum that would spurt over and over into their snatches. It would be incredible. I groaned, loving every second of burying into their cunts.

I fucked my sisters hard and fast. I plunged to the hilt in them again and again. I loved this passion. The tight embrace of their cunts. It was something special to enjoy. Something to revel in. I groaned, plunging deep and hard into their snatches.

“Big brother!” they squealed.

“Keep fucking me, big brother!” Kirsten begged as I thrust to the hilt in her tight, silky cunt.

“Don’t stop pounding me, big brother!” Sibylla moaned as I plunged into her juicy, hot twat.

I wanted to fuck them both at the same time, but I only had one cock. I could only do so much. I fucked them with all the prowess that I had. I pounded them with my strength and passion. I savored it. I shuddered, burying to the hilt in their snatches.

It was amazing. Awesome. I savored that wonderful delight as I ripped out of Sibylla’s pussy and buried back into Kristen’s. Her snatch squeezed about me. I slammed to the hilt in her. She gasped, her fingers digging into her sister’s rump.

Butt-cheeks parted. A brown asshole winked at me.

“Damn,” I groaned.

“I know!” Kristen gasped. “Just… Just… please, stay in me for… for… Yes!”

My sister’s cunt spasmed around me. I groaned as I felt my little sister’s orgasm shudder through her pussy. She squealed and moaned, her cunt sucking at me. I wanted to stay in her cunt. Unload in her snatch, but…

“Sibylla!” I growled and ripped out of the spasming heaven of Kirsten’s cunt.

“Are you cumming?” Sibylla moaned as I lined up at her juicy snatch.

“Yes!” squeaked Kirsten.

I buried into Sibylla’s cunt and fucked her hard. She squirmed atop Kirsten. Sibylla moaned, her pussy clenching tight about my cock. This was such an awesome sensation. I shuddered, pumping away with powerful strokes. I buried to the hilt in her snatch, my balls smacking into Kirsten’s cunt.

Her juices bathed my nuts.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Sibylla gasped. Her pussy went wild around my cock.

I groaned as I felt the spasming heaven of her pussy now. I had made both my sisters cum. The pressure in my nuts swelled to that explosive release. With a growl, I ripped my cock out of Sibylla’s cunt and erupted.

My cum sprayed their blonde bushes. I hosed them down. I groaned, spurting over and over again. I stroked my cock, soaked by both their cunts. I shuddered, bathing their twats in my jizz. Their bushes dripped in my spunk.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s hot!” Kirsten moaned. “You’re jizzing on our twats!”

“Big perv!” Sibylla moaned, still trembling through her orgasm.

“Uh-huh!” I groaned and then fired the last blast. “Such a big perv.”

“So are we,” Sibylla moaned. Then she scrambled and turned around. My eyes widened as they fell into a sixty-nine.

Sibylla licked my cum off of Kirsten’s bush. One twin lapped at the other. Kristen must be doing the same. They were so sexy. My cock throbbed. It was clear they weren’t eating each other’s pussies but just cleaning off my jizz.

“Oh, wow, I can taste you,” purred Kirsten. “Is that what I taste like?”

“Yummy and sweet?” Sibylla asked.

“Yep!”

“Then our pussies taste amazing.”

Sibylla pressed into our sister’s bush and licked. I watched the twincest before me, my cock throbbing. I was still hard. I needed more. I had to fuck them over and over again and… That asshole winked at me in my memory.

I had to fuck their asses.

Sibylla first since I pounded Kirsten in the cunt.

I moved on the bed until I was behind them. I could see Kirsten’s blue eyes staring up at me. She was licking at Sibylla’s pussy. I winked at her, my cock thrusting out dripping in their cunt cream. I pressed it in between Sibylla’s butt-cheeks.

I found her asshole. I pushed right against her sphincter. Her anal ring parted as I drilled into her. Her head snapped up. She looked over her shoulder and stared at me, pussy cream dripped down her chin.

“Anal?” she gasped.

“He’s a perv,” purred Kirsten. “Fuck her ass hard, big bro!”

“I will!” I growled and pressed forward.

I felt her anal ring parting. That wonderful sphincter widened for my cock. I slid into her bowls. I groaned at the heat of her anal sheath engulfing me. It was amazing to enjoy her sliding over him. That wonderful, velvety grip held me tight.

I sank to the hilt in her, my balls resting on Kirsten’s nose. She licked them for a moment, batting them. It was just an amazing delight to be in my little sister’s asshole. I drew back, my cock throbbing. Her velvety flesh massaged the crown of my cock.

I drew back. She clung to me. She held me tight. It was such a treat to feel her gripping me. I groaned and slammed back into her. I shuddered, the hot sheath massaging my cock. My orgasm built and built. It was amazing to feel her squeezing about me.

“Oh, yes, yes,” gasped Sibylla into Kirsten’s cunt. “Lick me and fuck me! This is awesome!”

“I bet!” Kirsten moaned.

I loved their sounds. They feasted on each other as I ravished Sibylla’s asshole. I pounded her. Fucked her. The ache built and built at the tip of my cock. My balls tightened. The jizz brimmed in them. It would erupt from me.

I growled as I fucked her harder and harder. I thrust to the hilt in her. This was incredible to feel. Her bowels squeezed about him. She moaned into Kirsten’s cunt, her bowels clenching about my cock. I growled, hurtling closer and closer to cumming.

“Oh, this is so good!” Kirsten moaned. “This is amazing!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Sibylla groaned. “I’m going to cum!”

“Good!” I growled.

I slammed into Sibylla’s asshole. Her bowels clenched about me. She squealed and then her anal sheath writhed around me. She spasmed with such passion. Her bowel sucked at me with such incredible delight. I groaned at how amazing it felt. My back arched, my teeth clenching.

“Fuck!” I moaned.

“She’s cumming!” Kirsten moaned. “Ooh, she’s bathing my face, big bro!”

“Bathe hers!” I gasped, slamming into Sibylla’s spasming asshole.

“Yes!” squealed Kirsten. “I am!”

My twin sisters both moaned and gasped as they came. The ache swelled at the peak of my cock. That need to explode swelled in me. I groaned and then I thrust forward. I slammed to the hilt in my little sister’s bowels.

Erupted.

I groaned as I pumped spurt after spurt of my cum into her asshole. I fired again and again. It was incredible. I shuddered, stars dancing before my eyes. I shuddered as I unloaded so much of my spunk into her bowels.

“He’s cumming in me, Kirsten!” moaned Sibylla.

“I can’t wait for my turn!” groaned Kirsten.

Her lips sucked on my balls as I pumped more and more cum into our sister’s asshole. My mind burst with such pleasure. It spilled over my thoughts. I groaned and gasped, loving every moment of this.

My mind melted beneath the onslaught of Sibylla’s asshole. I groaned as I emptied the last of my jizz into her bowels. My orgasm suffused me for a few more seconds. Then I growled as the pleasure faded.

“Shit, that was great,” I growled, pulling out of her asshole. “Fuck Kim.”

“No, no, fuck us!” Sibylla said and rolled off of Kirsten. They lay side by side, though pointing in opposite directions. They both had pussy cream smeared on their faces.

“Yes, yes, fuck my ass!” Kirsten said and then she rolled over onto her hands and knees and wiggled her cute ass at me.

I groaned. I didn’t know how @realgossip knew that I would be fucking my sisters before I did, but I didn’t care. No one would believe it, and even if they did, there was no way I was stopping. Kirsten and Sibylla were too adorable.

Not even our cunt of a mother would stop me from loving them.

Sibylla guided my cock to her twin’s asshole. I grinned at her. Oh, yes, I was glad that I was finally fucking my little sisters.

To be continued with Clara’s next tweet…

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Introduction

Hey my names Katie or Kate for short, I am an identical twin and I am in love with my twin sister Catherine or Cat for short this is my story.

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Eight years ago

“Kate it’s time to go we’re going to be late.” momma called up the stairs. I had just finished packing my pencils and was just getting ready to rush down stairs and begin my first day of fourth grade and as usual, and to my liking, I was in the same class as my sister Cat. We were always close and we were yeah others best friends until today.

During recess we were hanging around the Merry-go-round when Benny and his little group of goons came over calling us dykes and incest lovers. We fought back with words as well and it was about to escalate until the bell rang for us to return to class.

Not knowing what a dyke was or what incest was I got on the computer to look it up and was surprised at what I learned. A few weeks of mulling it over and the usual hanging around had got me thinking as to what my relationship, other than being twin sisters, was with Cat. I had come to believe that it was love and not just sisterly love but a be together forever love. I had discreetly asked Cat what she thought of love. “A marriage between a man and a woman, or thats what I want out of love.” Was her reply. Those words were forever burned into my mind.

I wrote everything in my diary, even those very words, deciding that she can’t have what she wanted if I was around I began to push her away and hang out with other people. No matter how much I hurt her I could not stay by her side. I began to make new friends and so did she though she tended to befriend the popular I befriended the nerds and just about anyone not popular.

Seven Years Ago:

Still writing in my diary I continue to watch from a distance as my sister adjusts to life away from me. After the first few months Cat had cried herself to sleep and had on more than one occasion tried slipping into my bed in the middle of the night until I finally left the room all together and started to sleep on the couch. It hurt to have to hurt her like this but I believed it was for the better that it ended now before it became harder later.

She has been making friends and is starting look happy now, all I can do is watch from a distance it hurts but I will do anything to make sure she remains happy in the long run. even if I can no longer play a role in her decisions.

During recess today I was studying with the other nerds still within earshot as Benny started to pick on Cat and her friends. I was angry but I was not going to show it not here not now, I knew that if I did it would ruin all the work I put into severing my ties with Cat. I didn’t have to bear it much longer because her new friends soon rallied to her and Ben backed off and never bothered her again. I was happy that she had found friends to look after her for when I could no longer do so.

I was finally given my own room and moved my things into it, I’m sure Momma was just as glad to get me off the couch and somewhere out of the way. I liked my new room but it was lonely and although I was glad Cat was happy my feelings only continued to grow for my sister.

Sometime during the weeks I have heard thing from friends and passers by about masterbation and when I usually don’t know the meaning of a word I get on the internet. Fascinated and a little disgusted I went to my room dropped my shorts and panties and layed on the bed. I just stared down at it and wondered how such a thing could bring pleasure. I reached down with one finger and began to rub up and down on it. The first touch was nothing special but after a few moments it started to feel tingly, I kept rubbing and the feeling felt very much different I started leaking what the internet called precum (need to check online for what that actually is called) it made it easier to rub my vagina faster and my stomach began to feel funny and my breathing became faster until a very powerful sensation occurred that took to the edges of consciousness. The feeling was beyond anything I had ever felt before and for the briefest of moments I wondered if Cat would eventually do the same.

Four years later:

My sister seemed happy she has had a few troubles here and there but she pulled through. She had been out on a few dates but nothing had happened, I should know because I had followed her every time. I just wanted to make sure she was safe but after the few times I had stopped knowing they would eventually see me anyway. Instead I relented to watching her at school to read her body language, unlike most people I could read most of the basics from her body but I had to tread carefully or I would end up ogling her instead of watching for hidden emotions. Over the years I had hit the gym and worked up my muscles and joined the small local karate club or whatever you want to call it.

I now wore boys cloths of dark colors and kept my Black hair cut short and straightened. While my sister still wore the girls clothes but was more often in jeans than skirts or dresses. My sister ended up becoming the most popular girl in school and the most beautiful as well that even the “dreadful” Ben was now head over heels for her. My girl was rising up in the world and getting closer to the love she was searching for for very words I had burned into my heart and written in big bold words on the first page of my diary that is now well hidden in my room. “A marriage between a man and a woman, or thats what I want out of love.” Those words still have not left me and I will do all I can to help her achieve that.

I personally had avoided dating and had decided long ago that I will never get married for there is only one that I love that is the one I cannot have. I have never had any interest in boys or any other women for that matter I only have eyes for my sister. I masterbate about her on a nightly bases now fully content but not satisfied. I had burst my cherry a year ago when I tried using my hair brush as a dildo, it hurt like hell but it was over after that and now I can play away without having to worry of a hymen anymore so theres a plus.

Present:

It was the start of my junior year in high school and like always I got with my group of nerds and four the last two years I had started my own martial arts club I had mastered more arts of fighting and wished to pass the arts into the future students. Despite being a nerd I am also highly respected by the teachers and the rest of the student body though there are some that wish to still cause me trouble namely Ben who still is infatuated with my sister. My sister barely passes school because she always hangs out with her friends and doesn’t get any studying in, I am one of the honors students and have straight A’s in all my classes.

Today started like most days with me going into my classes and getting together with the club after school but unlike most days today was club selection and my club was small with just two of us at first but now after two years of hard work we were the biggest club in the school with over forty members and the top five participating in tournaments. Thanks to the tournament championships we have been getting more and more recruits to join I have even gotten an invitation to participate in the world wide martial arts tournament after graduation. So things were suppose to be looking up but the thought of leaving was hard and I had not yet decided whether or not to accept the invitation, I did not want to leave Cat but I knew I could not stay with her forever. Luckily I didn’t have to decide till my second semester of senior year so I kept it tucked away at home.

We had gotten a good batch of freshmen today for the club and already some of the other members had begun to master the various arts I have been teaching them and since some of the other members had begun to master it I had help when it came to instructing the other students. I have mastered muay thai, karate, and chinese kenpo and these are the styles that are taught in the club. So we enter three different tournaments each year so yeah our little school started to become well known across the continent over the last year and new families and businesses have come here for that very reason. I had always imagined that this small town would eventually become a small Shanghai for almost everyone knows some form of martial arts now.

Arriving home I went into my room and continued to write in my diary, I know right a seventeen year old women still writing in a diary one of the many she owns to. Each of my diaries are stored in the same spot, now I know what you are thinking why have them all in the same place well heres your answer it makes it easier to read them. Instead of searching over the entire place for them when I want to read them all I have to do is search one place. Well thats what I did when I finished writing the most recent passage. I loved going over all the old memories and placing them fresh in my mind.

My favorite place when I wasn’t at school studying or working with the club was to go deep into the forest and rest by the stream that passed by a near by cave that only went in about ten or so feet. Just listening to the birds and nature calmed me sometimes I have even stayed the night here during the weekends. Thats where I went when the world crumbled around me or whenever something joyous happened, it was my own world, my own paradise.

Dropping everything thats where I went; I had no studying, no club work, and no where else to be. The location was about three miles into the forest and would take at least an hour to reach but luckily there is no getting lost after I had easily worn a path all the way there over the years.

Arriving at the stream I took off my shoes and socks with a smile as I dropped my feet into the pleasantly cool water. Laying back feet still dangling I dozed off to a peaceful slumber.

I awoke sometime later still laying at the waters edge, feet dangling, to the sound of my cell blaring in my pocket seeing that it was mom I answered. “Hello? Oh yeah I got it. In the forest, I dozed off. I understand you have to work and won’t be home tonight, yeah? Alright see you some other time. Bye.” Hanging up I pulled my now numb feet out of the water and begin to head home.

stepping up to the front door I was still contemplating on what to have for dinner, then it hit like a brick wall, I know I’ll make lasagna. Mind made up I walk in and straight into the kitchen thinking Cat might be in her room as usual this time of day, getting to work I finished preparing it ten minutes later and stuck it in the oven. Needing to change into my night clothes I walked up stairs and into my room.

In front of me sat Cat, I was about to ask her why she was in my room when I saw her holding one of my diary books and a look of shock on her face at my entrance. She was about to say something but all I heard was her calling out my name as I bolted down stairs and out of the house. Running as fast as I could I was crying and not paying attention to anything but my pain and all my hard work going up in flames. I had forgotten to put them away before leaving for the forest now I’ll never show my face to her again I can’t, I never wanted her to leave and now that was inevitabile. I didn’t realize where I was until I finally looked up and noticed it had started to rain heavily, I was at the stream in the forest right where all this started. My feet must have carried me here by instinct, here where I have always come in search of peace and to be alone.

I was soaked from the rain and I was miles from the nearest building, taking shelter in the small cave and sat there. Everything was rushing through my mind the nights events and the events that led up to it. I was a fool I never should have kept a diary of what I was feeling, I shouldn’t have had a diary at all. Tears were falling freely now and unrestrained, I let everything out. I sat there and sat there for how long I have no idea but by the time I came back to my senses the sun was high in the sky and was beginning its slow descent into evening. I sat there longer not wanting to go back home and have to face Cat or anyone else. Luckily it was a Saturday so I hoped no one would notice I was gone yet, I bet Cat is hoping I never go back there she is probably more than angry at me and disgusted by me. I won’t go home not yet not until monday when she is at school so I could gather my things and pack. I can’t live there anymore I have to leave and just disappear… no that won’t work it would only make life harder for me and everyone else. No coming monday I will remove myself from any future pain and current pain. With my decision made I layed down on the compacted earth with a new purpose to not only end my pain but to completely remove such a disgrace from the world that my sister lives in.

I awoke the next morning to the grumbling of my stomach I hadn’t eaten since lunch on friday at school and I haven’t had a drink of water since after putting the lasagna in the oven two days ago. Laying back down I willed time to pass to no avail and finally fell back into a deep slumber regretting everything I have done in my life, regretting everything I had written in my life. I’m sure Cat would be glad to see me gone because I’m sure that if I don’t end up leaving after this she will I don’t want her to leave because of my mistake. I don’t want to cause her any more trouble in life. She will live happier if I could just fade away existence and be forgotten.

Finally monday morning I made my way home walking in the front door I figured Cat would be at school by now so I wasn’t worried about being quiet. I went up stairs to my room to get my gun but what I found instead was a sleeping Cat in my bed with a tear stained face clutching one of my diary books to her chest. She awoke moments later after I opened the door and rushed me pinning me to the floor and I was assaulted with a bear hug and a now freshly soaked dirty shirt. Rivers were about to pour through my eyes now as well but all I could do was lay there with the girl I loved on top of me.

“You idiot why why did you leave?” I didn’t have time to answer because this is not the reaction I was expecting from her. I expected her to hate and try shoving me out the door not hugging me, I was utterly dumbfounded.

I was fighting the rivers from flowing as she looked up at me and asked with a sobering seriousness. “ Why haven’t you told me? Why haven’t you Kate you should be able to tell me anything I’m your twin?”

All I could do was mutter the words she once told me. “A marriage between a man and a woman, or thats what I want out of love.”

She looked at me with confusion as I said then I elaborated.” Its what you told me back in fourth grade when I asked you what you thought of love. I had burned those words into my heart and so I decided that no matter how much it hurt I had to separate us you could find your love I knew that with me there it would be impossible for you to have it. I wanted you to be happy in life and I knew we could never be together forever so I tried to sever our bond so you could live happily without me.” The dam for the rivers had broken during my speech and I was openly sobbing now.

“My life is over now that you know so please get off so I can end this, please just let me go. You have to find that man for you to love. You can still love someone I can’t I have tried over the years to love someone else but I couldn’t it has always been you that I loved.” I sobbed, I figured I could have created a well now by how much I’ve cried over the last few days but they kept coming.

“I was a child I was to young at the time to know what I loved. I always believed you hated me and that is why you were pushing me away.” Cat sobbed but before I could speak again she planted a passionate filled kiss on my lips I was too shocked to respond but when she pulled back she started to speak again.

“I love you I always have but I have tried to find others to love but it never worked. I thought you hated me so I tried to move on but I never felt love toward anyone but you, it broke my heart to see you run away the other day but I nearly fell into despair when you didn’t come back. Please don’t leave me again promise me.” Cat begged and clutched at me tighter.

My resolve was shattered at her words but I never felt happier. I grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her down for another quick kiss then murmured. “ Can you get off of me so I can take a shower, I stink?”

That day we spent all day together sitting in front of the television, me against the arm of the couch and her laying against me eyes closed and a smile upon her face. This time alone I had time to contemplate how just this morning I was intent on killing myself and now I would rather go through hell to be with Cat. I couldn’t fathom why Cat could so easily forgive me for all I’ve done over the years, I have hurt her beyond anything I could have imagined. I can’t forgive myself for what I have done I just can’t. I will never hurt her again I will make amends no matter how much it hurt I will repent for all I have done. Even if it means losing an arm or a leg I will repent and then hopefully I can forgive myself when the time comes.

Starting to doze off as well I reluctantly woke up Cat. “Come on Cat wake up time to go to bed,” she gave little protests As I slowly began to sit her up, she was still out of it so I happily cradled her in my arms and carefully carried her upstairs to her room and sadly put her in her bed. I pulled the blanket up over her and kissed her cheek earning a sigh from Cat. With reluctance I walked out and into my room.

I had so many thoughts running through my head that I just sat at my small desk and stared at my knife collection hanging on the wall. A sudden thought came to mind for repentance. Pulling down one of the display cases I selected the sharpest knife I had, A small Buck pocket knife easy portability as well. Choice made I dropped my bottoms and exposing my toned thigh and a quick slash of the knife later I went to bed. I had decided that I will give my leg a slash every day for the next eight years to make up for the pain Cat had gone through and if I cause further pain I would double the slashes I make each day. With a plan in mind I had started to fall into a deep happy slumber.

The next morning I awoke to a mess of brown hair and a sleeping sister cuddled into me, I was happily surprised I must have been seriously out of it to not notice her climbing into my bed. None the less I was happy I watched her for a moment longer then reluctantly quietly climbed out of bed to take a shower and prepare for the day. Taking my knife and extra clothes with me I headed for the shower, another quick slash later and I was hopping into the shower. entering my room fully dressed I sat next to Cat and watched her and nudged her awake.

“Hey lovely, what time is it?” She asked half asleep.

“6pm time to get ready for school come on.” I gently began to sit her up then began to tickle her sides I remember that she could not stand being tickled there. I was right she jumped right out bed and fell onto the floor like cat when you water on it. I tried to hold back my laughter and only barely succeeded as her face began to turn red from embarrassment.

“When did you slip into my bed last night, mind you I was happily surprised?” If possible I thought her saw her face turn a shade darker at my question.

“I have learned to be quiet when I came to watch you over the years and just decided to slip in next to you I don’t remember the time.” She definitely got redder after that admission. I couldn’t be happier. With a kiss on the cheek she was convinced to get up and get ready for the day.

We hung out more at school to the puzzled looks of others I assumed that they had always assumed we hated each other so I just ignored them and continued with my day though we did keep contact to the minimum to stop any potential rumors spreading about why we suddenly hang out again. We have not hung out since fourth grade and only a few of the other students had known us since then, over the years people moved to and from other places. Ben was one of the few who remained who still remembers those days. With are day passing quickly I still had to stay after school for club activities and then after that I’ll have some time to go shopping for Cat’s birthday gift. Our birthday is the day after tomorrow and I still have her presents from the last eight years hidden in my closet I just needed to get this one for this year and I will present them to her then.

I was still a little giddy by the time the club started and so I did something I usually do only twice year an inner tournament, a tournament between everyone to show off our skills to the school and to see where we stand among our fellow members. After getting the schools permission it was announced to all the students as a surprise the inner tournament was an event that was very much enjoyed not only by the student body but also by the town and all nearby towns. The school only agreed to sponsor the event because it always brought in big money for tickets which goes toward fundings for school activities.

The club was ecstatic to hear the news over the intercom and the new freshman members were excited as well except for those who transferred in from other states they were only confused. During the club we began getting preparations done for the event two months from now and that two months was more than enough time for the news to reach other cities more like two hours later the tickets were already selling.

We had decided that the event will be taking place outside with a raised stage for the matches and a bunch of portable bleachers to be brought in for the guests. The prelims will knock off the the weaker members until there are only the top twelve members to take the stage for the day. So it is a two day event people can use their tickets to watch the prelims but most of the guests show for the actual tournament. Everything set the club day ended with everyone having their assigned jobs for the event.

After school I drove to the nearest mall three cities away, my sister has friends in high places so I had to be careful and quick with my purchase. I had already known what I was getting I had actually already bought it but I never thought I would actually be giving it to her, I thought I would just be adding it to the pile. I guess I am in away since they would all be going to her soon anyway.

Shopping done I finally arrived home to an enraged Cat. “Where have you been I was worried you just disappeared after your club meeting?!” She was in tears and my heart in shreds. “I searched for you all over the city but I couldn’t find hide nor hair of you. Don’t disappear on me like that again you hear me?!” All I could do was nod, Drying her tears she continued. “So where were you that you had to just disappear on me?”

I couldn’t tell her not yet It had to be a surprise so I lied to her. “I had to meet a guy to help with moving lights for the tournament.” She seemed to accept this excuse as I berated myself for angering her and having to lie to her. It was only an hour later that my sister retired to bed I on the other hand retired to the bathroom with my knife. I had to double the slashes twice now, the first for angering her and the second for lying to her though would have to find a guy for that later on. Since I have already had my slash for the day I slashed three more times before retiring to bed myself.

Like this morning I found Cat already asleep in my bed, guess she’s moving in. I silently laughed to myself as I settled under the covers next to her. I have always wished to share a bed with my sister again but never dared hope for it. With a contented sigh I too fell asleep.

The next day went about the same way it did yesterday: me waking up to a beautiful sister cuddled in next to me and the excitement buzzing around the school about the upcoming tournament. The only real difference from yesterday is there was no shopping after the club activities. So today We spent all day together watching tv, playing games, and driving around town and the surrounding areas. We even watched the sunset from atop the hill overlooking the town with soft music playing over the stereo, we had even ended up falling asleep against each other. A few hours later I awoke with kink in my neck only for a delicious surprise to be found in the form of my sister asleep with her head in my lap. She was to cute for me to wake her so I started the car back up and drove home silently.

Arriving home I slowly nudged her awake and told her to come to bed. She did so reluctantly not wanting to leave my lap but did so anyway and we walked inside, she moved for the bedroom while I moved for the bathroom for my four slashes. Turning in for bed the moment I was under the bed Cat immediately cuddled into me, I swear I was hooked on this, there is no going back.

I awoke long before Cat, I was too excited to sleep long so after many attempts I gave up and slowly gathered the presents from the closet and set them at the edge of the bed in Cats line of sight and went to take a shower then to make breakfast. I had decided to make omelets stuffed with cheese and bits of bacon. It didn’t take long for Cat to wake she was practically running down the stairs with a huge grin plastered to her face that made my stomach flutter. I had just set the food down in time before she tackled me into a bear hug.

“Kate! Happy Birthday and thank you for the presents but why are there nine mind you I don’t mind but why?” She was happy and that made me happy.

With a reddening face I stuttered. “W..We..Well they are from the last eight years that I didn’t give them to you and the ninth is for this year.”

“Well thanks but I’ll wait to open them until Mom gets home she should be coming back today, she always does.” With a look of interest she continued. “Anyway even if she doesn’t come I’ll okay with it.” A look of unease passed as she spoke next. “ I promised some friends awhile back that we would do something for my birthday so I’ll be gone until late and I am suppose to meet them in an hour.”

I was a little disheartened but I wasn’t going to show it so instead I simply focused on the positive and stated. “ Well I’ll see you then because I get you all to myself after that so go ahead and have fun, I have some work to do for today anyhow.” She seemed to take that as a good sign so I didn’t push it, I knew that I wouldn’t have her all to myself even if she didn’t have plans I could never take her away from her friends and I never intended to.

While Cat was away I really didn’t have plans so I just sat on the couch and decided to catch up on my sleep from last night.

I was cold, wet, and alone. It was dark, so dark I couldn’t see all I could hear were distant muffled urgent sounding voices and the muffled cries of a woman, along with the sounds of car horns blaring. I was moving but I wasn’t the one doing the moving, I couldn’t move I was held down hands were on me! I tried to speak but nothing would come out. The sounds were getting harder to hear I was so tired I wanted sleep but the insistent voices kept rousing me. I just wanted to sleep, please let me sleep?

I jerked awake I was still sitting on the couch, I mumbled to myself. “It was just a dream.” With a yawn and a quick stretch I lumbered off the couch and turned on the television to a music channel as I did my morning workout.

I had no idea what to do as I layed in my bed when thoughts of my sister strayed into mind. Thoughts of her touching her self as she slowly started to strip her clothing off, I was getting rather heated up myself and soon found myself divested of clothes. Cat was leaning back into the couch as she slowly started to rub her pussy and thumb her clit when it was erect. Before long I found myself mirroring her actions as she masterbated she iserted here middle finger deep into her pussy as did I. She was getting faster and started inserting a second as speed picked up ever still. I was writhing all over and bucking my hips up to meet the thrusts of my fingers as was Cat, I heard her whispering that she was was getting close as her pace quickened even more until she came with a silent scream of ecstasy. I came with her my body sensitive still as I watched her panting from the exertion as I heard her mumble my name before she fell asleep. I opened my eyes minutes later with a smile on my face as I jumped out of bed to get myself cleaned up.

The day passed rather quickly after I had my fun earlier and I was in a better mood to, I had decided that I would bake a cake and wait for Cat later this evening as a surprise. It was already shortly after four when I finished baking and was six when I finished decorating it, I wanted her to remember today so I put extra work into it than what was needed. I figured she would be home soon so I turned of the tv and all the lights and sat at the kitchen table. Two candles were all that were lit illuminating the room on either side of the cake that held seventeen candles on it waiting to be lit. I sat there for hours as time passed I watched as the twelve inch candles got shorter and shorter and shorter. The last I remember of the candles before I drifted to sleep was that they were only two inches long.

I awoke some time the next day to the gentle nudges of Cat still dressed as she was the day before with a look of worry and tears starting to form. Thinking I did something I bolted up and hugged her and began to apologize. “What I do I’m sorry, please don’t cry.” I was still drowsy that it took me awhile to remember that I was still in the kitchen when she started to apologize.

“No, you didn’t do anything I’m sorry I never called to tell you that I was staying at a friends house it was a last minute decision I’m so sorry I didn’t mean for you to stay up all night waiting for me.” She was openly crying now.

I smiled as I lifted my hand and tilted her head so she was looking at me as I said. “Don’t worry about it I’m just happy your safe, be sure to call and tell me next time.” Hugging her close I looked at the cake and continued. “I know it’s a bit late but happy birthday. I should have covered the cake last night so that it would still be somewhat fresh.” She started to laugh between the tears as she left my embrace

“Well who says it has to be fresh to be edible?” She said moving to the cabinet and pulling out two plates and two forks from the nearby drawer.

We ate in comfortable silence when we heard the front door open and a female voice called out. “I’m home! Anybody hear?”

“Yeah in the kitchen get in her and get some mom before it’s all gone.” I shouted back.

Now our kitchen isn’t too big but it had a nice table that seated four and enough room to do what was needed. Our mother is one of those workaholics who is hardly ever home but she somehow manages to get here around our birthday and celebrate it with us though over the last eight years I never participated in the celebrations so when I saw her head pop in from the living room I wasn’t fazed by her surprised look to see us sitting next to each other eating cake. I was however suppressing the smile that kept creeping to my face seeing her face.

Feeling a need in changing the subject I looked to Cat and said. “ Why don’t you go get your presents and open them, you did say you weren’t going to open them till mom got home.”She was looking at me with a semblance of understanding as she got up and left the room.

My days highlight was watching Cat open her presents, she opened them from oldest to newest. The first being the present I got her eight years ago, an old barbie doll that was new when I bought it that came with its own toy puppy; the second present was an old kit of makeup that too was new when I bought it. However the last present was the one I got her this year, a customly made necklace made gold and silver and a golden medallion of a dove embedded with small diamonds, rubies, and sapphires.Carved into the back of the medallion was two words “Love K”. Cat was in tears when she saw it that she crushed me in a hug that would put bears to shame. That night Cat had to sleep in her own room because mom was home but she would be leaving later the next day to get back to work. I was upset about her sleeping in her room as well but we couldn’t risk our secret getting out so we had to reluctantly part ways at the top of the stairs.

It had been a month since then and our relationship was progressing nicely I had stopped cutting myself the night of our birthday realizing that one day we would be doing more than sharing a bed at night and she may get mad about all the cuts that would reside on my thighs. So I have resorted to an ulterior punishment for my penance. The punishment would be that I work doubly hard when it comes to my daily workouts. The cuts have completely healed leaving scars that are just visible but not overly obvious. The tournament only three weeks away the preparations were coming along nicely and the portable bleachers would be arriving shortly and later today I was off to find a guy to help move the stadium lights to the location. Over the course over the last month I have had that recurring dream multiple times, but I have pushed it far down that it rarely occurs now, I still can’t push the feeling of unease about it away, I was sure it was nothing but the dream kept getting clearer and I could start to make out figures and lights as time progressed.

Finding the right guy for the job he and his boys would begin working on moving the lights a week from now which would leave only a week until the tournament starts. Everyone in the school was buzzing about the tournament and were even making bets on who would win. Not just the school was buzzing but the entire town and surrounding towns were as well. Within the first two weeks of the tournaments announcement the tickets had already sold out. Since there was such high demand for the tickets the school had decided to broadcast the tournament on tv at the local station so that all the residents can watch it at home. It was halfway through the year the beginning of the second semester.

Three days till the prelims of the tournament and me being the best and head of the club won’t be participating until there is a winner and the winner can challenge me to a fight if they choose to test their strength against me. It would be unfair for me to participate so I am merely the referee during the matches of the actual tournament. Tonight is the beginning of something new.

That night I turned in early and was reading a book in bed when Cat came up an hour later but when she came in I was not expecting what I saw. She was not wearing a thing except her lingerie of a black lace bra and matching lace panties, I was in utter shock that moments later my mouth was as dry as the Egyptian desert and a bird was making a nest in the hollow of my mouth. I had to take a drink from my bottle of water to even form words as she pranced to the bed like a cat.

When I could talk all I could say was. “Amazing” As she straddled me and snatched my book only to throw it to the other side of the room. Leaning down to give me along passion filled kiss swapping saliva and tongues dancing as our lips molded together. I was excited and could already feel my panties soaking through my shorts and into the sheets. I could tell she was beyond excited as well for my abdomen was growing wet and warm from her pouring juices and the aroma was intoxicating smelling of honey. I was so engrossed with the experience that I hadn’t realized she had snaked her hand under my shirt till it was lightly pulling and pinching my erect nipples. When she pulled away I let out a moan of disappointment till I felt her tugging at my shirt, I tore off my shirt with earning a surprised gasp of excitement from Cat as she quickly latched on to my right nipple and pinching the left.

I have never felt anything this amazing before as my juices poured through the bed. Feeling like getting even I leaned into her as she licked and suckled away at my nipples so I could reach her bra strap. I was use to undoing my own but someone elses nope not to mention it was even harder with all the sensation I was feeling but I managed to unhook the strap and watched in fascination as her breasts were finally revealed to me in full. Cat unlatched from my nipple with an audible POP as she smiled down at me. Surging forward I copied what she did to me latching around her right nipple and lightly pinching the left. Her moans of ecstasy spurred me on as I used my right hand to firmly cup her ass and message it. Having had enough she shoved me back and crawled further down the bed gripping my shorts and tugging them off as she went.

I was a growing embarrassed as she continued gazing at my glistening pussy with eyes of a carnivore. All I could do under her gaze was pant and beg for more. “Cat pl..pl..please I need more.”

She only smiled at my words and the smile became more mischievous as she said. “What do you need Kate, what do you want? Tell me.”

Was this forplay I couldn’t believe what she was saying or why but I loved it! “You please i need you.” I was willing to do anything as she very lightly started stroking my inner thigh with her finger and getting closer to what I was craving only to run her finger back away from my pussy.

“What do you want me to do Kate tell me what is you want me to do?” She had continued the stroking of my inner thigh when she was speaking.

“Please my pussy please fuck me!” I was willing to do anything for her to continue.

“No.” I looked at her serious expression with utter shock as she smiled and continued. “I will not fuck you I will make love to you.” Final word said she dived right in exploring my glistening opening with her tongue and lightly nibbling my swollen labia.

“YES!” Is all I could shout when she dived in and finally brought me ecstasy from another world.

Lapping at my cunt I could hear Cat moaning signs of approval. the kind of moans she does when ever she samples one of my new food dishes. So I threw in a wild guess that she liked the taste. She been sucking on my clit causing my hips to jump as I was closing in on my climax. “Cat I’m about to cum. Oh god I’m.. I’m cumming!” I would have shouted at the top of my lungs had I been able to. Releasing my throbbing clit she gave it one last lick as she slithered up the bed to give another long passionate kiss.

Reluctantly breaking free of the kiss I breathed heavily. “Let me return the favor.” At her nod I flipped her onto her back and gently tugged down her panties taking a huge gulp of air as I come face to face with her freshly shaved pussy. I smiled at her reddening face as she tried to hide her embarrassment by covering her face with her hands.

I leaned forward and grabbed her wrists and whispered. “Don’t hide your beauty from the one you love or from the one who loves you. I want you to watch.” She moved her hands as I settled between her legs and whispered seductively to her. “I want you to keep your eyes on mine and I will keep mine on yours.”

With that said I leaned forward and licked her pussy earning a sigh of approval from my sister and her eyes were still glued to mine. She tasted as she smelled, apples dipped in honey. Savouring the taste I got back to work and did my best to mimic what Cat had done to me. circling the little bud of nerves with the tip of my tongue before slowly but firmly pushing inside her. I decided to do something she didn’t and inserted my forefinger into her opening all the way to the hilt earning moans of pleasure and the hunger filled gaze of Cat that penetrated me to my soul. Keeping eye contact throughout the experience had made it feel more intimate for us both for I could see the love in her eyes and hoped she could see it in mine as well my movements got faster when I felt her breathing beginning to quicken and her hips began to jolt.

A few sucks on her clit was the end for her as she exploded soaking my chin in her juices. When she finished convulsing and was panting I did what she did and gave a final lick to her clit as I slithered up along side her. Cuddling together I whispered. “I love you Cat” before we fell into a deep slumber our bodies intertwined as if molded together.

The next morning I awoke feeling better than I have in a long time and one look at myself told me all I needed to know, it wasn’t a dream. Cat looked so peaceful snuggled up against me head on my shoulder, legs entwined with mine, and her arm draped over me in a tender embrace. I have never been happier and I never wanted this to end but the inevitable happened, I need to use the bathroom. Carefully disentangling myself from Cat I retreated to the bathroom for relieve and a shower.

Returning to my room I found that Cat was still sleeping soundly but was now hugging my pillow closely. I couldn’t bring myself to wake her I slipped back into bed next her and just watched her memorizing every line, curve, and twitch of her sleeping form. Picking up my book I began to read where I left off last night. An hour later Cat began to stir so I put my book down and kissed her cheek then her forehead and then her lips before repeating the process a few more times till I could her grinning through closed eyes. I knew she was awake now but was trying to pretend to sleep so I would keep kissing her so I leaned in close and whispered. “If you don’t wake up now I might have to start kissing somewhere else.” I emphasized this by next kissing her neck, then collarbone, then her breastbone as I moved down the bed under the covers, then I gave her nipple a long lick before suckling on it, then I moved down further kissing the underside of her breast, then her navel, then her pubicbone, and then finally I gave a long lick to her pussy lips.

I could hear her breathing heavily, I knew she was fully awake but she didn’t know that I knew so I gave her another lick before I slowly started to push my tongue inside her then pulling back out before pushing back in. My fingers soon joined my tongue as inserted the first digit inside as I started sucking on her clit, she wasn’t even trying to pretend to be asleep anymore as I started curling my finger hitting her G-spot causing her to moan out loud. Her hips were jumping as I brought her closer and closer to the edge of the abyss, she was nearly shouting until she let out a silent scream before falling onto her back completely spent. Climbing up beside her I gave her a long passionate kiss before pulling her into me for a short rest.

We spent the entire day in my room making love only leaving to use the bathroom or fill our growling stomachs for another round. Everything seemed to be perfect as we held each other, talked to each other, and made love to each other. I didn’t want to leave the embrace but from a suggestion from Cat we decided to go shopping together the next day and find some “Toys” at the nearest mall three cities over, a total of six hours driving to and from there. The distance is the reason for going there for the “toys” no one knew us there, because of the long trip we couldn’t have any fun the night before leaving. We only slept in each others arms and to make sure we weren’t tempted during the night we went to bed fully clothed to avoid any shenanigans.

Leaving the next morning we began our long drive arriving three hours later at the mall once inside we immediately knew where to go as headed to the adult “toy” store where we grabbed a few choice items and dvds, we were new to this so we just grabbed things to experiment with. Leaving the store with our purchases we were leaving the mall, Cat was so cheerful when we began leaving the mall that when she started crossing the road to the parking lot she didn’t see the car coming. I did and immediately dropped everything and bolted for her, everything seemed to go in slow motion as the car got closer as I bolted for Cat only now it seem I was moving at a snails pace but I kept pushing myself doing all I could to reach her. I didn’t have time to be gentle about it as I finally made it to her I shoved as hard as I could nearly knocking her ten feet from me.

Then there was nothing just darkness and more darkness, I could only hear muffled noises I felt wet and alone. The muffled voices grew in volume but it was just as before muffled, I couldn’t move I felt heavy. Only one thought came to my mind, the dream I have been having over the last few weeks has happened. My vision started to clear as hands started touching my body and blinding pain was shooting throughout my body at each touch then I remembered the car. The muffled woman’s voice in my dream it was Cat crying I did all I could to speak, only one sentence left my mouth before I fell into unconsciousness. “Don’t cry Cat.”

I awoke in a hospital room my eyes hurt, my throat was dry, and I was hungry. Looking around the room I found that Cat was sleeping next to me her head on the side of the bed and sitting in a chair. I looked around more and found the call button, the nurse came bustling in she was an older woman who from a glance I could tell she had seen the ugly side the world. She was carrying a cup of water and a straw I motioned for her to be quiet so with a finger and whispered a thank you as she held the straw to my lips. Then she left to get the doctor.

I was silently stroking Cat’s hair as she slept when the doctor walked in and sensing the situation whispered to me my diagnosis. “Its a good thing you are a strong young lady if you weren’t you could died from the impact alone but in this case you are very lucky, however I regret that I have to inform you that can’t fight again I’m well aware of your activities at school. I personally am a fan I love your tournaments it has brought more life to this state, however you can no longer fight. You have three broken ribs, a punctured lung, a broken femur, and a broken arm. If you do want to continue fighting you will have considerably less stamina with only one lung and you won’t be able to move as easily after these injuries heal.” I absorbed all this information but my smile never left my face.

“I’m okay with that I’m just glad my sisters fine, if she had died I wouldn’t have been able to live with myself. As long as she’s happy so am I besides like you said I was lucky I won’t let such an incident ruin my life and I’ll heal it’ll take time but I’ll survive. Thanks Doc theres no need to worry I’ll be fine.” I meant what I said wholeheartedly and the Doc seemed surprised at how easily I accepted the facts.

“But weren’t you qualified for the world martial arts tournament with this injury you won’t be able to participate, it’s every martial artists dream to be there? Aren’t you a little disappointed that you can’t go?” The Doc seemed truly interested in an answer so I gave him mine.

“It wasn’t my dream the reason I first took up the martial arts was to protect my sister and when I entered High School I figured everyone needs the chance to make the chance to get stronger so they could protect the ones they love. That was the whole reason I started the club I entered us in tournaments because it gave the members something to look forward to instead of just standing in a room with no motivation to get stronger. I only entered the tournaments for the same reasons as everyone else to prove to myself that I can protect my sister from anything. The accident for example, I was only able to save her because of all my training and you said so to my training protected me to from receiving permanent damage other than the pierced lung. With this accident I reached my goal of protecting her so I have no regrets and I wouldn’t have changed anything if I could.” I continued smiling as I stroked my sisters hair.

“Wow you must really love your sister.” The Doc smiled and I could only think as he walked out of the room “Oh, you have no idea how much I love her.”

Pressing the call button the nurse walked in moments later with tears in her eyes, I’m assuming the Doc told her my story. I asked her if she could get two trays of food delivered here and she readily accepted, returning ten minutes later with the food and a metal cart. I mouthed her a thank you as she left the room.

“Cat wake up, Oh Cat wake up.” She nearly jumped out of her seat at my gentle prodding with a panicked look until she saw me sitting up with a smile on my face. She looked like she wanted to hug me but was too worried about hurting me.

“Kate how you doing this is my fault I should have paid attention I …” I had silenced her by putting my finger to her lips and opened my arm not in a cast to her in invitation, she didn’t hesitate though she was very gentle about the hug.

I continued smiling as I said. “Don’t worry about it I’m fine though we won’t be able to have a lot of fun till I’m healed but this just means I get to spend more time with you. No it isn’t your fault everyone has a momentary lapse when their excited so don’t worry, besides the Doc says I’ll recover just fine though my fighting skills will plummet, but hey fighting is only secondary to you. I’m just glad you are okay, you are the only person I couldn’t live without so as long as you are happy I’m happy. Now lets get some food in our stomachs before we die of starvation.” I said the last part while gesturing to the metal cart resting at the foot of the bed.

I had learned that I was hospitalized for a whole week missing the tournament and that the entire club came to see me after the tournament. I was released from the hospital a week later in a wheelchair the first night at home I was relieved to be out of the hospital and in a more comfortable environment. I went to school the next day and and was greeted by everyone, the club members in particular were very helpful during school. The smile never left my face and everyone eventually stopped asking if I was okay every time I someone passed me. Cat was very patient over the months as I healed but I could tell she was frustrated about me being unable to “spend time” with her but I promised that I would spend a lot of “time” with her when I was out of the casts and my bones were healed. She accepted that and said she’ll be waiting.

I kept my promise and spent two whole days with her and only leaving the room for the essentials we even were able to try out some of those “toys” we bought all those months back. I had heard that the tournament was a huge success and that they had held an honorary get better speech just for me before the tournament started. The school even got donations to pay for my hospital bill so another bonus of being the school idol. My senior year I was back in top form and Cat and I having wild new experiences in the bedroom each night, we lived a happy life full of sex and love. During graduation mom had come to see us walk the stage. Cat had graduated second of the class, and I first, I had been tutoring her over the last half of junior year and all of senior year so we could get into the same college.

We did and now ten years later we are still happily together and still experiencing new things in the bedroom. Life is good we got two daughters who believe they are cousins but raised as sisters. Things couldn’t get any better.

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Authors Note
I have given up on the creating the pack series and decided to work on something new I have just finished this story I know there are holes but I would like you to tell me what you think the genres I’ve used and the general storyline. This is something I just thought of on the spot and have put no plans into it when I started writing it. So yes I would like to know what you think of the general ideas of the story.

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Fatima battles a nightmare while Kyle notices changes in him mom.

Battered Lamp
by mypenname3000
Chapter Twenty: The Fiery Spear
Copyright 2014

Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading!

Character List

Main Characters

Kyle Unmei Jr.: Half-Japanese/Half-Kurdish owner of Aaliyah and wielder of Earthbones. He has used the cure on Fatima and waits for her to wake up.

Aaliyah Unmei: A Jann sent to marry the prophesied savior of the Djinn. Kyle’s First Wife.

Fatima Unmei : Kyle’s younger sister and wife, wielder of Fireheart, and in a magical coma cursed by Ms. Franklin. Kyle has given her the weapon she needs to escape the dream, but only if she has the courage to use it.

Christy Unmei nee Leonardson: Kyle’s long-time girlfriend turned third wife. She was a member of Ms. Franklin’s dark coven and betrayed Kyle and Aaliyah. Christy has found redemption from Ishtar and serves the goddess. She is returning to Kyle.

Nakamura Fumi: Kyle’s girlfriend and wielder of Windfeather. She’s a Yuiki-onna, a succubus like creature that feeds on semen and will kill any man that cums in her pussy. In Japan, she found the way to be with Kyle but was badly wounded in a fight with Zaritha. Zaritha is nursing her back to health.

Britney Kingston: Kyle’s best friend since elementary school. She is a Rakshasa and has sworn to defend Kyle. She is a hermaphrodite and has claimed Phillipa as her mate. Wielder of Waterclaw.

Enemies

Principal Burke: A man posing as the principal of Kyle’s school and a powerful warlock who desires Aaliyah and her power. He has dominated Kyle’s mother.

Sultan Rashid ibn al-Marid: The despotic ruler of the Djinn and leader of the Marid clan. Wants Aaliyah dead to thwart the prophecy.

Zaritha: An Ifrit serving the despotic ruler of the Djinn and sent to kill Aaliyah. Captured by Burke, she was freed fighting Fumi in Japan. Badly wounded, Zaritha plots revenge on Burke and is nursing Fumi back to health as part of her plan.

Detective Donnar: The homicide detective investigating the deaths of Ms. Franklin and her coven. Kyle is his prime suspect. He has a warrant to search Kyle’s house.

Shadow: A member of Burke’s coven helping him torture Mrs. Skinner and her husband.

The Vicar: Another member of Burke’s coven, also helping him torture the Skinners.

Sable Purcell: Also known as Tourmaline, she was a member of Ms. Franklin’s witch coven. After the coven’s defeat, she serves Burke and is on a mission to kill Christy for betraying the coven. Erinyes has told her of an Incubus she can use on Christy.

Erinyes: The vengeful daughter of Hecate hunting Christy for betraying her oaths to the Goddess Hecate. Since Christy serves Ishtar, Erinyes can no longer hurt her directly, so she is aiding Tourmaline in her hunt for Christy.

Ms. Franklin: The deceased servant of Burke and leader of the coven. Also known as Celestite.

Concubines

Chyna Unmei nee Coel: Kyle’s first concubine. Ms. Franklin cast a spell on Kyle and Chyna, forcing them into a slave/master relationship.

Shannon Unmei nee Coel: Chyna’s hot mom and Kyle’s second concubine.

Alexina Unmei nee Kendrick: Blonde concubine.

Carla Unmei nee Tyler: Redhead concubine.

Antoinette “Toni” Unmei nee Buckley: Cheerleader concubine.

Daniella “Ms. Capello” Unmei nee Capello: Kyle’s English teacher and concubine.

Lois Unmei nee Smilingfox: A lesbian Domme that serves Kyle as a concubine.

Ann Unmei nee Weaver: Fatima’s friend and strawberry-blonde hair.

Kayleah Unmei nee Peterson: Fatima’s bleached blonde concubine and former rival.

Teleisia Unmei nee Otis: Aaliyah’s African American concubine.

Phillipa Kingston nee Stoddard: Former member of Ms. Franklin’s coven where she was known as Jade. Captured by Britney, Phillipa submitted to Britney and became her mate, discovering that she is a masochist.

Mindy Unmei nee Stoneking: A nurse at the hospital where Fatima is sick and Kyle’s newest concubine.

Other Characters

Faiza Unmei: Kyle and Fatima’s widowed mother. Was dominated on her date with Burke.

Mrs. Skinner: Kyle’s first period math teacher and Aaliyah’s third period math teacher. Captured by Burke and being tortured.

Braiden Smythe: Kyle’s former friend. Braiden is in love with Christy and makes passes at her.

Corey Derrickson: Kyle’s friend and master of Aleah, his concubine.

Iris: The daughter of Ishtar and the spiritual guide of Christy on her path of redemption through the Spirit Realm.

Tuesday, January 26th – The Spirit Realm

“How much longer do I have to walk?” Christy asked as she trudged through the strange, shimmering landscape of the spiritual realm. Nothing seemed real. Everything was blurry, like a watercolor portrait—bright colors smeared across the landscape.

Iris’s flesh danced like a rainbow as she skipped and giggled alongside the witch. Christy no longer had to walk the path Iris had formed, Erinyes could no longer seek vengeance upon her for betraying Hecate. She had been claimed by Ishtar and served a far more benevolent goddess.

“How long did it take you to reach Ishtar?” Iris asked, cocking her head.

“I don’t know,” Christy shrugged.

“Exactly. Time, distance, those thing do not matter here. They are constructs of your reality. You will have to walk as long as it takes and not a step more

“Well, who made that rule?”

Iris blinked at her. “Rule? It is not a rule, it just is.”

“It’s frustrating. Kyle needs me. And I need him. Ishtar said so.”

“And you’ll get there when it is time for you to get there. Kyle will wait for you.”

“Will he?” she asked, her fear and insecurities coming back. “Can he forgive me for what I did to Aaliyah? I couldn’t even forgive myself.”

“Ishtar forgave you.”

Christy sighed. There was nothing to do but to keep walking and hope that whatever abstraction governs this realm decides she’s walked enough.

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

Puyallup, WA

Aaliyah leaned against the doorway to Fatima’s hospital room. Over a day had passed since Kyle had performed the ritual and there were still no changes. Nurse Mindy, his newest concubine bustled about Fatima’s bed, making sure the young woman was comfortable while Kyle sat next to Fatima, holding her hand.

Kyle tried to hide his disappointment, but Aaliyah could see the cracks marring his stony expression.

“Be patient,” Phillipa said, resting her hand on his shoulder. “Time moved differently in the Spirit Realm where she was trapped.”

“Come back,” Kyle whispered, bringing his sister-wife’s hand up to his lips.

Aaliyah’s heart broke for her husband.

“Mistress,” Chyna said, sidling up to her.

The Djinn slipped her arm around the dusky-skinned concubine, pulling her tight. “Yes?”

“Toni and I had an idea to try and cheer Master up.”

Aaliyah turned and looked into her hazel eyes. Kyle was lucky to have such a caring group of concubines. Her father’s harem had been filled with plotting and jealousy, the wives and concubines forever vying for dominance. “What is it?”

“Well, can I make a wish if that wish will benefit Kyle?”

“Of course.” Aaliyah smiled, reaching out to stroke her cheek. “You’re part of the harem.”

Chyna’s grin broadened.

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

Kyle barely noticed Toni’s lips as she nuzzled at his neck. His cheerleader concubine was trying to cheer him up on the ride to school. But it was clear the Panacea hadn’t worked. His sister either failed to defeat the nightmare, or he had done it wrong.

“She will wake up,” Aaliyah said.

“Reading my thoughts again?”

“I didn’t have to, my love. I can see your pain.”

“Is it working?”

“It is,” Phillipa, Britney’s witch mate, assured him. She was cuddled on Britney’s lap. “I could feel the Panacea’s power pulsing through her aura. Just be patient, Kyle.”

Normally, Kyle could be patient. Years of kendo and judo had grounded him, but he was just so tired of being separated from the women he loved. Shannon pulled her SUV before the school and Kyle and his concubines all piled out. Ms. Capella gave him a brief kiss before she hurried inside, while the other concubines all took a little longer to say their goodbyes.

As they walked through the school, his women peeled off to head to their first classes. He blinked when Toni turned, heading away from their Math class. “Toni?” he asked. “Where are you going?”

“Sorry, Master, I need to get ready for the pep rally in second period.” She shrugged. “Guess I get out of math.”

“Lucky you,” Kyle muttered and continued on to class alone.

His passed his friend Corey, the pair nodding his head. Corey was trailed by the submissive Aleah, his girlfriend and sex slave. Kyle blinked as he watched Maricruz walk by with her arms wrapped around two women.

“Hey, Kyle,” the Hispanic woman smiled, her aura a dark red, and both girls pressed against her had bright pink, submissive auras. “I really need to thank you.”

“Oh, what?”

“For letting me be open,” she smiled. “You made it okay to walk around with a pretty girl on both arms.”

Kyle gave a snort. “I guess I have.” He looked down the hall and he noticed a few other guys with their own small harems. “I hadn’t even noticed.”

“I get it. Christy’s missing.” Her face fell. “You don’t think she’s…dead. Like the others.”

Kyle shook his head. “I know she’s alive. She left me a note. She…ran off.”

“It’s so sad. Ms. Franklin was the sweetest teacher. She kept trying to get me to join her book club.”

“Yeah. She was a…” …bitch. A monster. She tried to murder my wife and she put my other wife into a coma! “…a good teacher.” He hated the lie.

“Well, you take care,” she smiled.

“You, too, Maricurz.”

The hallway was quickly growing empty as students disappeared into classrooms. He rounded the corner and groaned as he saw Braiden glowering at him, backed up by two jocks: a Black guy named Frankie Tyler and a brute named Zane Wilkie.

“I’m surprised you don’t have half the girls hanging on your arm right now,” Braiden sneered as Zane cracked his knuckles.

“They had class,” Kyle shrugged, walking forward, his fist balling up. Braiden used to be his friend, but when Kyle started dating Christy, Braiden had turned into a complete asshole. “Why don’t you have any girls hanging on your arms? Oh, right, none of them would touch you, Braiden.”

His cheeks reddened.

“You’re hogging all the girls, Kyle,” Frankie said. “Got to stop, man. There ain’t enough to go around these days. Too many guys have been copying you.”

“I get it. You tried to be me. You tried to get a bunch of girls to fawn after you and treat you like you were hot shit.” Kyle stopped before them, his anger and frustration boiling through him. Christy had run off, Fatima was in a coma, and Fumi was off in Japan. The cops were investigating him and Principal Burke was nailing his mom. His fist clenched beneath the strain. “But none of them wanted to serve a bunch of pussies like you.”

“The fuck did you just say, asshole?” growled Zane, straighting up. He was easily six-and-a-half feet tall.

“You three are a bunch of pussies. All the women at school can sense it. That’s why none of them want to fawn all over you.”

“I’m gonna crush your face.” Zane stepped forward. “I’m no pussy.”

“Then why did it take the three of you to confront just me?” Kyle demanded, looking up at the brute without flinching. “You three are so scared of me, you had to band together to try and find a pair of balls. I doubt you managed it.”

“I’ll fucking knock your head off.”

“Then do it!” He took a step forward, glaring up at the brute. Kyle had faced a charging bear when he fought Ms. Franklin’s cabin. Those beasts had been far larger than this guy. “If you’re not a pussy, then just fucking hit me instead of talking about it.”

Zane’s face furrowed, confusion sparking in his dull eyes. He threw an uncertain glance at Braiden. Asshole’s probably never had someone stand up to him. It clearly was a new experience for the brute.

“What’s wrong with you?” the big guy growled. “I’ll fucking tear you apart! I got fifty pounds of muscle on you.”

“More like fifty pounds of shit that’s too scared to do anything. So get the fuck out of my way, pussy.”

Zane threw a second glance back at Braiden. “Uhh.”

“Go on and hit him,” Braiden said.

Kyle thought that was good advice.

Zane was caught off guard as Kyle’s fist planted into his stomach. The brute stumbled back, a bewildered look on his face as he coughed and spluttered. Kyle leveled a look at Braiden and Frankie, then strode forward and pushed between the pair.

“What’s going on out here?” Mrs. Skinner, the math teacher, asked, poking her head into the hallway.

“Just heading to class,” Kyle said, smiling as he walked towards her.

“Were they harassing you?”

“Trying,” Kyle shrugged. “But they were too scared to.”

A smile curled her lips. “You three come with me. Principal Burke is going to want to have a talk with you.”

“Kyle punched Zane,” Braiden whined as the busty math teacher escorted the three off.

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

The man calling himself Principal Burke hated going through the paperwork that his job entailed. For years he had worn this disguise, preparing for the day when the lamp re-emerged and he could hold it in his hands once more. This time he would have the Djinn’s power. Irritation flashed inside him, his hands itching to rip the pointless papers before him. He hadn’t counted on Aaliyah emerging into the hands of such a threatening, young man.

A knock rapped at his door. “Come in.” He was glad at the interruption.

Shadow walked in, one of his most dangerous servants, wearing her disguise as the busty math teacher. She was trailed by three students.

“Yes, Mrs. Skinner,” he said, maintaining the farce. The real Mrs. Skinner and her husband, the computer science teacher, were buried beneath his basement; Burke wanted more allies in the school in case Kyle grew unmanageable.

“You asked for candidates,” Shadow purred. “I think you’ll find these three have the proper motivation.”

His eyes fell on the confused faces of Braiden, Frankie, and Zane. “Really?”

“The three attempted to accost Kyle.”

Burke grinned. “You have done good work as always, my dear.”

“Thank you, Master.”

“Master?” Braiden blurted out. “What is going on?”

“Tell me, Braiden, how would you like to inflict harm on Kyle Unmei?”

He could see the hate burning in the young man’s blue eyes. Yes, he will do nicely. “Return to your class, Shadow.”

As Shadow left, Burke opened his desk drawer and pulled out three obsidian blades—the foci to enhance the three youths into deadly weapons. He was slowly drawing his noose about Kyle’s neck. Unlike Ms. Franklin, he wasn’t going to let the youth catch him unprepared.

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

The bell rang, sounding the end of third period. It was his English class taught by his busty concubine. “Mr. Unmei, if you could stay. I need to talk to you.”

“Right, talk,” giggled Darleen. “Time for some intimate, one-on-one teacher-student counseling.

“Yes,” Ms. Capello nodded, a hot grin on her face. “Would you care to stay.”

Darleen froze, then glanced over at Kyle, her cheeks crimson. “Umm, no. I don’t think my boyfriend would like that.”

“Then run along.”

“Yes, Ms. Capello.”

Kyle waited, a few of his male classmates giving him high fives—Ms. Capello was one of the hottest teachers in school and all of her male students had voiced their desire to bury their face in her pillowy cleavage.

“Are you looking to have some fun?” Kyle asked her, his cock hardening.

“We want to show you something,” she said, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a golden skeleton key.

“What’s that?”

“Something Aaliyah made. Though it was all Toni and Chyna’s idea.”

She closed her classroom door, then stuck her key into the lock, twisted, and opened the door. The hallway didn’t appear, instead a large room strewn with soft pillows on the ground, comfy chairs, a large television, and a table covered in large variety of sex toys.

“Your harem away from home,” she smiled, handing him the key. “Aaliyah made one for each of us. Whenever you’re feeling the need to have a little extra-curricular fun, just use your key on any door in the school and slip in here with whatever cutie you like and relax.” She rubbed his shoulder. “Try and forget about your problems.”

Doors opened in the room and his concubines began entering, then Aaliyah appeared, a big smile on her face when she saw him. “Do you like it?” she asked.

“I do,” he nodded.

“Now you don’t need to worry about getting in trouble,” she said, winking. “You can have all the fun right in here.”

“Let’s have a big orgy, Master,” Chyna exclaimed. “We’ll help you forget all about your problems for an hour.”

His cock hardened as he stepped into the room. The concubines clothes were falling to the floor, they were such a lusty group. It didn’t take much to get them to strip naked and frolic. He did have a beautiful bunch of women. Well, they weren’t all his. Teleisia was Aaliyah’s, and Ann and Kayleah belonged to Fatima, but that meant they were practically his. Marriage was all about sharing.

He pulled petite Ann to him, cupping her face and kissing her hard while Toni pulled his pants down and sucked his cock into her hungry lips. His cheerleader concubine knew how to blow a guy, sucking hard while bobbing her head.

Kyle let himself explore all of Ann’s youthful charm. She was the smallest and youngest of all the women, her breasts were just sprouting like Fatima’s, but snowy white. She gasped into his lips as his fingers played with her hard nipple before he let his hand go roaming down her body and found the heat between her thighs.

“That’s it!” moaned Chyna in the background! “Pound my cunt, Mistress! I love it!”

Kyle broke the kiss; Aaliyah had a strap-on and was fucking Chyna doggie-style, his wife’s dusky ass clenching as she drove into the concubine’s cunt. More and more debauchery spread through the room as Ms. Capello pulled Lois between her thighs, the Native American concubine eagerly going down on the teacher.

“She’ll come back to us and enjoy this wonderful place soon,” Ann whispered. “Believe in her, Master. Fatima loves us and is coming back.”

Kyle peered into the sincere depths of Ann’s blue eyes. He found himself trusting in her sincerity. “Thank you. I know she will.”

She fell to her knees, joining Toni, licking at the exposed parts of his shaft. His balls boiled as the two girls began sharing his cock, sucking on the tip and kissing each other’s soft lips around his headed. He seized Ann’s blonde and Toni’s auburn hair and released a flood of cum onto their hot faces.

“Take it, sluts!” he grunted as white splashed across their faces. “Now lick each other clean.”

“Gladly, Master,” purred Toni before she almost attacked Ann, pushing her to the floor and licking at his cum.

He strode across the room, his eyes fixed on Lois’s cinnamon ass waggling as she feasted on Ms. Capello’s cunt. The teacher moaned, smiling at him. “I think she’s all ready for you.”

“I am, sir,” Lois moaned, looking up, her face sticky. “I’m growing to like your big dick!”

She was a lesbian that had joined the harem for all the interesting possibilities it brought, such as feasting on Ms. Capello’s delicious snatch. She returned to her meal as Kyle fell to his knees behind her and buried his cock into her wet depths.

“God, you are tight,” he groaned, smacking her ass. “It’s so hot to fuck a lesbian!” He gripped her hips, her ass cheeks rippling as he pounded her.

“Fuck her harder,” moaned the teacher. “Every time you bury into her, you push her face into my pussy! I love it! Go to town on the little slut!”

“What a good idea,” Kyle groaned, hammering her pussy. She groaned, pushing back. “Are you gonna cum on the slut’s face?”

“I am!” screamed the teacher, her large breasts heaving.

Kyle leaned over, burying his face between her soft tits as she gasped and moaned, cumming hard. Lois moaned her appreciation, her cunt squeezing down on Kyle’s cock. Ms. Capello gave another shudder, holding Kyle tight.

“I’m gonna cum again, Master!” gasped the teacher. “Oh, fuck! The little minx knows how to work a pussy!”

“Cum on the whore’s face! She loves it! Her pussy gets tight whenever you flood her mouth!”

“Oh, yes! That’s it, Lois!” Ms. Capello shuddered again and Lois’s pussy went wild around his cock.

“That’s it! Cum on my cock! You love it!”

“I do!” panted Lois. “So wonderful! Cum in me, sir. Let me feel that hot load burning inside me.”

Her pussy massaged his cock, eager for his cum. His balls tightened and he drove hard into her. He grunted, then his pleasure pumped out of him. He stumbled back, falling down onto some pillows, gasping for breath as his blood pumped with satisfaction.

“I have a pussy full of Kyle’s cum!” Lois shouted. “Who wants a taste?”

Carla and Alexina pushed their faces between her thighs, both concubines working hard to lick her clean. Kyle’s cock stirred as he watched Carla and Alexina’s ass wave at him, their pussies winking at him between their thighs.

He had time to find another hole to enjoy before lunch was over.

Aaliyah appeared, falling down beside him. “Do you like the room?”

“I do,” he smiled, pulling her to him. “Let me show you how much I like it.”

Her hand found his cock, soaked with Lois’s cunt. “I can feel,” she smiled and kissed him, her hips straddling his waist, her pussy engulfing his dick.

Kyle closed his eyes and let himself enjoy his Genie wife’s pussy; his problems could all wait for later.

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

Her husband was in much better spirits after school. He had kendo practice tonight, and he seemed to actually be looking forward to it. Shannon pulled the SUV into the driveway at Kyle’s house, passing beneath the protective magics she and Phillipa had cast Sunday night. With a single thought, she could make this place a fortress.

But only at Kyle’s command.

“Your mother is home,” Britney said as she climbed out.

“How can you tell?”

“I can smell her.” The Rakshasa looked around, frowning.

“What’s wrong?” Aaliyah asked. Kyle’s friend and guardian possessed senses keener than any human or even Djinn.

“I thought I smelled the detective.”

“Maybe he’s been pestering mom,” Kyle groaned. “Come on, let’s get inside.”

His mom came bustling out. “Oh, hi, Kyle.”

“What are you doing home?” he asked her.

“I forgot a file for a meeting,” she smiled. “I’m just heading back. I think I’m going to be late to—”

Tires screeched. Sirens blared. Britney hissed.

Police cars roared up the street, stopping in front of his house. Cops poured out, led by the balding detective, a folded piece of blue paper in one hand, a grin on the other. She prepared herself to activate the defenses as Britney let out a dangerous growl.

“No,” Kyle whispered. “Not yet.”

Aaliyah’s heart beat as the mortal authorities tramped across the lawn towards them. Say the word, my love, and they will be banished from your domain.

“Faiza Unmei,” the Detective said, brandishing the blue paper. “This is a warrant to search your house for any evidence in the murders of Michelle Franklin, Karrie Robertson, Rashawn Underhill, and Lorrie Gore.”

“What?” her mother-in-law gasped as armed police surrounded Aaliyah and her family.

*Let them search,* Kyle commanded. *I wish that any incriminating evidence is hidden.*

She tried to grant the wish, but her father’s restrictions halted her. That’s not hearth or harem, she sent back.

*They will remove anything they find, stealing it from me. How is that not hearth?*

Aaliyah tried again and found that worked around her father’s commands. *Done.*

Kyle stumbled as Aaliyah removed the shoes he wore—her power seemed to know they were one of the items the police officers would be searching for. She concealed Fatima’s spear, a pair of Fatima’s boots, and clothing that she, Kyle, Britney, Phillipa, and Fatima had been wearing that night, then she had the entire house scrubbed clean of dirt and minute traces of blood.

“What is going on?” her mother-in-law gasped. “Murder? This has to be a mistake. Kyle didn’t have anything to do with those deaths. He was home.”

“Just stand over there, ma’am,” the Detective nodded, then glanced at Kyle and frowned. “Where are your shoes?”

“I lost them during gym class,” he quickly answered. “Um, I think my classmates must have stolen them.”

“Yeah,” Alexina nodded. “He’s been missing his shoes all day.”

“That’s right,” Lois added.

“And he was home Wednesday night,” Chyna added. “We spent a quiet evening making love. Right girls.”

“Yep,” Toni nodded. “We had quite a lot of fun.”

Kyle’s mother was talking quietly into her phone, pacing back and forth. Aaliyah walked over to her. “It will be okay, Mother. There is nothing here that they can find to connect Kyle. Okay.”

She froze, glancing at the cop. “Did you…wish?”

Aaliyah nodded. “So do not fear.”

“But they suspect him. Aaliyah, once the cops suspect someone they will hound them for years.”

A crash came from inside and her mother-in-law flinched. “I can restore any damage they inflict. Be calm, Mother.”

“How? The cops think my son is a murderer.” She looked at Aaliyah, her dark eyes swimming with fear.

“Your son saved me. It wasn’t…that, okay.”

She began pacing again, her breath coming in rapid gasps. “I need to call Stanley. He’ll know what to do.”

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

Burke smiled at the weapons that had been Braiden, Frankie, and Zane. They were his familiars now. He had armed the boys with spells, augmenting their strength, their reflexes, and removing that pesky fear that kept humans from truly committing to an attack.

He wiped his brow, the spells had been taxing changing such unwilling subjects, but it would be worth it when he moved against Kyle. The boy had a Djinn artifact and Burke wanted to avoid direct confrontation if at all possible.

His phone rang, a smile curled his lips. “Hello, Faiza.” Another one of his weapons.

“The police are searching my house, Stanley,” she sobbed; it wasn’t the real Faiza but the construct he had created in her mind. His cock hardened with the memory of Faiza’s screams as he shaped the new, more obedient personality. “I don’t know what to do.”

“I’ll be right over,” he grinned. Another opportunity. Faiza needed one last step to armor her against her son’s powers.

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

“Nothing!” demanded Detective Donnar. “No shoes that match any of the prints, no clothes soiled, no blood residue, and no weapons?”

“I’ve never seen a house this clean,” Officer Reynolds said. “It’s spotless.”

Hours of searching had yielded nothing that seemed promising. Anyone that had been involved in the cabin massacre had to have been splattered with blood. There had to be traces in the house, on clothes, tracked in on the soles of shoes. Luminol could make even the most minute traces of blood appear. Not even the most careful cleaning could get it all.

“We might be on the wrong trail,” Officer Reynolds groaned, standing up and rubbing at the small of his back.

“Shit!” the Detective growled. “We’re not. Kyle’s car was at the scene. His wife is connected to all the victim and she is missing! Kyle is neck deep in this mess!”

“Coincidence,” shrugged the officer. “That’s what a defense attorney will say. They’ll imply his missing wife, connected to the victims, was the culprit. We haven’t even found the car.”

“Keep searching! There has to be something!” His fist balled up as anger simmered inside the Detective.

“You’re going to need to get the Captain to sign off on the OT if you want us to keep searching.”

“Dammit. Bag what we got.”

Detective Donnar just knew Kyle was guilty. He could see it in the smug, little bastard’s face, in the way he strutted around with his harem. He had all these women brainwashed into cheerleading for him. They would say whatever lie he needed. They probably were all in on it. Some twisted game gone horribly wrong.

“I’ll get you,” he promised. “One way or the other.”

It was time to start thinking creatively.

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

“Fuck me!” moaned his mom from upstairs. The moment the cops left, Aaliyah had restored the house, and then mom and her boyfriend, Principal Burke, had headed upstairs. It grated on him to hear her moan like a whore for the man.

“She’s just doing what we do together,” Aaliyah whispered as he sat on the couch in the living room, trying to ignore her passionate cries.

“That’s it, Stanley! Make me cum again! You fucking stud!”

“That’s my dad’s bed he’s fucking her in!” Kyle snarled.

“You’re dad is dead.” Aaliyah put a hand on his shoulder. “He would want her to be happy.”

“There’s happy, then there’s getting fucked like a two dollar whore!”

“Oh, yes! You fucking stud, Stanley!”

Kyle grit his teeth as her bed creaked louder.

“Faiza, you wonderful whore!” groaned his Principal.

“Does he have to call her that!”

“You call your women that,” Aaliyah reminded him.

He glanced at his wife. “That’s different. I…I just get a little carried away. And it’s hot, right.”

“Very hot,” she agreed, her smile sultry and full of promise. “It’s no different with them.”

The bed stopped creaking.

“Thank god,” Kyle muttered.

A few minutes later, Principal Burke walked down the stairs, a flushed smirk on his face. “You have quite the mom,” he grinned. “Have a good one I hope everything works out with the police.”

“I’m innocent, so it will.”

The Principal nodded. “Well, you and that lovely wife of yours take care.”

“Good night, Principal Burke,” Aaliyah politely called out. “Maybe next time you would stay for dinner.”

“Maybe,” he grinned, his eyes hungry as they gazed at his wife. Kyle clenched his fist and thankful the asshole headed to the front door.

Kyle sat back down and Aaliyah pressed up against him. “I can feel your lust.” Her hand stroked the bulge in his pants. “Listening to them excited me as well.”

He flushed. As angry as listening to the Principal violate his mom, he couldn’t help his cock swelling up in his pants. “I’m just a young guy. Everything makes me hard.”

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

Faiza didn’t want to obey his command.

“Seduce your son,” Burke whispered in her ear as his cums defiled her body.

She wanted to yell, “No.” But she couldn’t. Memory of pain and fire flashed. She shuddered, remembering the taste of the whips and pokers and pinchers.

“I will, Master,” that horrible, terrible, false persona Burke had fashioned answered.

The fake Faiza, Burke’s creature, forced her to stand up naked, Burke’s disgusting cum leaking out of her body. She was forced to walk out of her bedroom and down the stairs. It was a nightmare. She was helpless, trapped in her mind, screaming with futile rage. She just couldn’t seem to break the fake Faiza’s control over her body.

Her son and Aaliyah cuddled on the couch, her daughter-in-law’s hand stroking her son’s crotch. Aaliyah murmured something when their kiss broke. “I’m just a young guy. Everything makes me hard,” Kyle answered.

“I bet,” the fake her purred as Faiza cried in her mind. “Why don’t you show mommy.”

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

Kyle turned and blinked. She was naked, the Principal’s cum leaking out of her pussy. “Mom?” he blinked in surprise.

“Come up to my bedroom so we can talk about your growing body.”

His eyes were fixed on her ass as she walked back upstairs.

“Go on,” Aaliyah grinned. “I know how much you enjoyed making love to her last time.”

It didn’t seem right to Kyle. This wasn’t how his mom behaved, but his cock was so hard, and he had enjoyed every taboo second of making love to his mom. “Why don’t you join us,” Kyle said to his wife as he stood up.

“I would love to.”

Holding his wife’s hand, he led her upstairs. Chyna was coming out of the bathroom and she flashed him a thumbs up as he headed into his mom’s bedroom. His mom knelt on her bed, her naked, freshly-fucked pussy pointed right at him.

“I need you so bad,” she moaned. “Just fuck me hard and cum in me, Kyle. Mommy needs her big boy to make her feel better.”

He couldn’t look away from her dark bush matted with juices, and stripped his clothes in record time. Aaliyah just genied hers away, her lithe, dusky body gracefully walking around the bed to face his mother.

“And could I join?” his Genie purred.

“Yes,” Faiza gasped. “Let me taste your pussy.”

Kyle’s cock grew even harder as his mom buried his face between his wife’s thighs. Maybe if he fucked her hard enough, she’d forget all about Burke and join his harem. He liked that idea as he crawled onto the bed behind her.

“You got a beautiful ass, Mom.”

“Thanks,” she purred. “But Mommy’s pussy needs attention right now. So stick your big, thick cock in and give Mommy what she needs.”

Kyle dived into her wet depths, groaning as she squeezed her pussy down on him. He drew back, then slammed into her sloppy hole. She grunted and moaned into Aaliyah’s pussy, her hips thrusting back. Aaliyah writhed, her dusky tits shaking. It was so wrong to be buried in his mom’s cunt. So taboo.

He loved it.

“Fuck your mom,” the Genie moaned. “Make the slut moan.”

“Yeah!” Kyle groaned. “You’re just a slutty mom!”

“I am! I’m a slut for my son’s big, fat cock!”

Their flesh slapped together, the bed creaking as he fucked his mom harder than the principal had. Her pussy gripped his cock, her hips slamming back into his thrusts. She moaned into Aaliyah’s pussy, her cunt hot and wet, gripping his cock hard.

It was so much more animalistic than when they had made love Sunday night. She was almost a completely different woman. His mom was possessed with lust, acting like such a whore as she reveled in their forbidden sex. Her body trembled, her pussy growing tighter about his cock.

She came hard, screaming into Aaliyah’s pussy, her cunt massaging Kyle’s dick, spurring him to pounder her harder.

“This is my pussy!” he growled. Not Burke!

“Yes!” she groaned. “Yours, Kyle! I’m all yours! Give me your cum! I need it so bad! Mommy needs a big dose of her baby boy’s seed! Squirt in deep.”

“Cum in her, my love!” moaned Aaliyah, her dark eyes fluttering. “Oh, Mother! Your tongue is wonderful! Keep licking me right there. Cum with me Kyle.”

“Yes!” he grunted, his cum boiling out of her body, bathing his mom’s pussy with his spunk as his wife exploded on his mother’s lips.

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

Burke smiled as he watched Faiza’s bedroom through her vanity mirror. He had cast a simple scrying spell on it before he had thoroughly enjoyed her body. Kyle was pumping away at his mother, lost to the taboo lust. Burke smiled; he was going to ward Faiza from Aaliyah’s power. Aaliyah was a Noble Jann, one of the most powerful beings in all creation, and Faiza was a woman. If Kyle made the right wish, he could rip her out of Burke’s grip.

But Aaliyah was bound to a Master, and that put certain limitations on her powers. She could never be forced to use her powers on Kyle. Only Kyle could make a wish that would affect him.

And Burke could transfer that protection to Faiza.

Kyle groaned and Burke smiled as he dumped his cum into his slutty mother’s hole. “Hecate, armor the woman with the seed of the Djinn’s Master and ward her against his Djinn’s powers.”

The energy flowed out of him and into Faiza, binding with the cum Kyle sprayed into his mother’s pussy. Faiza’s back arched and another orgasm erupted through her as the spell took effect. Now the Djinn’s powers could never affect Faiza without her permission, granting the woman the very protection that warded Kyle from Aaliyah.

Now she was ready to be wielded against her son.

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As Fatima lay in the center of the pile of female flesh, lips and fingers teasing every inch of her body, she knew it wouldn’t last. A dull fear was slowly creeping over her. A vague idea permeated her lust-filled mind—darkness is following me. She ignored it, losing herself in the pleasure of the entirety of the Rogers cheer squad. All the rumors about these girls were true—they were a bunch of sluts.

She looked out past the squirming pile of cheerleaders at the wall of the locker room. There was nothing there. No dark, malevolent presence that would bleed through reality and send her running. Samantha pulled her back down, the cheerleader’s lips finding her nipple, sucking hard.

It’s just my imagination running wild, she told herself, her lips finding a cheerleader’s juicy pussy. Things like that don’t actually happen without Aaliyah’s power.

Fatima worked her tongue through the cheerleader’s tasty twat, ignoring the flashes of endless running that kept intruding on her pleasure. Fingers penetrated both her asshole and her pussy, working in tandem to bring her to a quick, hot orgasm.

She moaned into the cheerleader’s twat as her orgasm built, flicking her tongue to give the woman as much pleasure as she was receiving. Fatima’s body spasmed as hot lips sucked her clit between hungry lips. The pleasure grew inside her, about to burst through her body and—

The fear returned, stabbing through her pleasure.

She bolted up and looked at the locker room’s wall. Darkness consumed it. A figure stepped through. Shadowed eyes fixed on Fatima.

Terror filled Fatima. She pushed a cheerleader off of her, fingers ripping out of the slut’s pussy as Fatima nimbly gained her feet and ran. She didn’t care that a tiled wall was in front of her. She had to get as far away from the dark figure as she could.

Fatima’s body passed through the wall as she ran.

And ran.

An eternity passed as the vengeful spirit hounded Fatima through empty space. She pumped her legs as fast as she could, putting every ounce of her energy into running. No effort could be spared, not even to wonder where she was and where she was going.

…Come back to us, Fatima…

The voice whispered through the empty space.

The terror that gripped Fatima lessened. She knew that voice. “Kyle?” she called out, her body slowing.

The darkness grew near. She couldn’t waste any energy on thinking. She had to run.

…I’m giving you a weapon…

“A weapon…” Memories flooded her mind of training with a long spear. “A yari.”

Her body slowed.

“Why am I running?” she whispered. “I’m the descendant of warriors. I’m a 3-dan in sōjudo. I shouldn’t be afraid of the dark.”

She threw a glance over her shoulder. The dark girl, a gaping hole in her stomach, was dissolving the world behind Fatima.

Her fear returned; how could she fight the dark figure?

…It’s from me and Mom. Use it…

Kyle’s voice was stronger, firmer, buttressing her courage and driving back the terror.

…Face your fears and come back to us…

Her steps slowed, her body turning to face the darkness streaming towards her. She shook, fear urging her to run and flee, whispering despairing thoughts. I cannot beat the darkness. She dissolves everything she touches. She hates me. I killed her!

…We all miss you. Mom, Aliyah, Ann, Kayleah, the other concubines. You’re strong…

“I’m strong,” she whispered, the fear retreating before Kyle’s words. “And I’m tired of running from you. You’ve hounded my steps for…I don’t know how long. Days, hours, centuries! And I’m sick of it!”

Fire burned hot inside her.

…You’ll win and return to us…

The darkness flowed from the spirit of Karie Roberston, whirling about Fatima. She was encircled, the darkness cutting off any chance of escaping from the dead witch’s shadow. Fatima could remember the feel of the yari gripped in her sweaty hand as she plunged it into Karrie’s guts. The darkness pressed in as Karrie’s shadow stepped closer, hungry to consume Fatima’s flesh.

But it didn’t touch her.

Fatima blinked, her fear dwindling. She smiled. “Your darkness cannot touch me, Karrie! I was chosen by Fireheart!” She pictured her flaming yari, the weapon Aaliyah had brought from Genie Land. “I am fire! And no darkness can touch a flame that burns hot and bright!”

Rainbow light swirled in the air spinning fast, glowing, forming a long rod. She seized it and felt the rough, solid feel of a wooden haft. The light grew into a long, straight blade at the tip. Energy pulsed through the light, full of love—Kyle’s and her mother’s.

“I am Fatima Unmei! I am afraid of you no longer, Karie! You are dead and I am alive!”

The rainbow light vanished, leaving behind a brilliant yari. Fireheart burned in her hand. With a cry, she stabbed the spear’s long, straight point into the dark form of Karie. Light exploded, illuminating the unknown. The darkness had no substance. Karie was merely a shadow upon her mind. There was absolutely nothing she had to fear.

Fatima woke up.

To be continued…

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Young Janie’s story as she goes round to the aging hippie’s house

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My name is Jane Simmonds and I’m sixteen, just. My best friend Lettie Mellors has just got me into some amazing shiz and so I’m going to write it all down – maybe then it’ll start to make sense.

Lettie is called Laetitia really, for some reason; you’d think parents would have more sense wouldn’t you but anyway. She likes to be called Lettie but as we’re BFF I often call her Titty or Tits, because they really stick out and are the first thing anyone notices, even though they’re not that enormous at all.

She calls me Janie and so do my other friends, I suppose because I’m a bit young for my school year – my birthday’s not till June – and I’m not very big: only five feet two and half. Tits is about the same size actually, we’re quite similar though her birthday is in December so she’s been sixteen for ages.

Lettie is a bit of a whirlwind, she’s always into something and then everyone else has to be into it as well, it’s like she makes it irresistible whatever it is. She doesn’t actually MAKE people do things, well not often, we all just follow and then before we know where we are stuff’s going on that we’d never have got into on our own.

Anyway so this time, it’s so totally weird, as you’ll see.

Tits and I have been friends since forever, and we’ve been doing sex with each other as well. I’ve been doing sex for years, since I was twelve I started playing with myself then when I was thirteen I started with boys and never stopped.

Anyway I like sex, and Lettie does too but only with girls. She’s been at it for years as well. She says we’re both built for it and so it’s natural.

I see what she means: both of us have really obvious tits and hips and thighs, that’s the way our bodies are shaped, with small waists and chests, and so a lot of people seem to think SEX when they look at us, for a few years now.

I quite like it with girls as well as boys, as long as they’re sexy and nice I don’t mind, but Titty’s only interested in girls, I don’t know why. It was a couple of years ago it suddenly occurred to us to get it on with each other and so we did.

We both have others too, it’s not like we’re a couple or anything, it’s more like we added in sex to being friends already. Actually neither of us goes steady with anyone, we’d get bored! I mean fancy meeting someone really sexy and having to say ‘oh no I can’t touch you I have a boyfriend already’?

Anyway I am quite into Titty now, on the side sort of thing. She’s so sexy. We jolly nearly got caught a couple of weeks ago at her place, in her room, when we were well into it, though luckily with our clothes still on, but we were so nearly there with our fingers in each other’s pussies and SO close and then her mum knocks on the door.

And so we have like three seconds to get ourselves sitting up and neat before Tits has to say ‘come in’, and then her mum looks in and looks a bit funnily at us, I guess we looked a bit worked up and the room was probably pretty whiffy with our juicy pussies as well. She didn’t say anything, just about what she’d she’d come up for I can’t remember, but it was a bit of a scare!

So anyway that Monday she said to come round and we’d go for a swim at this pool her neighbour had built. He’s old and didn’t mind she said, he’s on his own and lonely and so we could just go and use his pool. It seemed a bit of a cheek but Titty was sure as usual and so I went.

It started alright but then Lettie wanted to get it on with me, right in front of him. But then he said it was alright he knew we were girlfriends and he swam in the pool, not perving us or anything, while Tits and I got each other off, on the side, in our swim things.

It was incredible. But I was a bit needy: I hadn’t cum that day at all, and same for Titty I think so we just did it, right there.

And this guy, he’s called David, just swam and didn’t look at all.

Then afterwards we had a bit of a swim and he was really nice, a bit shy I suppose but as usual Tits got him talking a bit and then wanted to play lezzie sex videos, with him watching too. That was really too WEIRD for me so she stopped and then before I knew it she was rolling a J and he was telling us that actually he’d been a HIPPIE and was totally into grass as well.

Tits is so amazing like that, she has ‘social skills’ like other people have breathing in and out.

So then she gets us all into music and he sets up his sound system and we all get into the hot tub and listen to rock and blues, and get zonked. Together.

It was great actually. Then she starts on my legs, under the water, and looks at me and I have to have her again, I mean HAVE to, and she pulls me out of the tub and strips me and makes me strip her and we get it on, right there in front of this sixty-five year old guy I just met!

Well it all felt OK once we started, with the dope and everything, and he was so cool, really, he’d been quite, you know, formal and everything when we arrived and then with the dope and everything Lettie had just converted him to this cool old hippie and it was all OK.

So we fucked, Titty and I, and we were naked, and David had taken off his trunks and she made him stand up in the tub and he looked just GREAT, this BIG boner not looking anything like a granddad’s wizened little old willie that you might’ve thought.

And he’s in shape, you know, I would NOT want you thinking I’d fucked a saggy old walrus; he has muscles and everything, shoulders, an ass, quite nice and pert in fact, no tummy, it’s only the wrinkles and those spots that they all get on their skin and actually when you touch it it doesn’t feel the way you expect; it’s like a snake or something – when you actually stroke it it’s fine.

So he got out and Lettie started one of her lezzie videos that get her off and I rolled and we had a smoke, all of us lying there in the nude!

So he was nice, you know, just a nice person, and with this cock, like a serious big, hard cock, pretty thick and it just looked like it’d be perfect. But even so I’d NEVER have started anything except Tits says I ought to, that I needed it. And she was right of course, I did. I need cock, fingers aren’t enough for me, and smoking makes me worse.

So he was right next to me, and he stroked me a little but he wasn’t being pushy at all. And suddenly I had to, HAD to get fucked by this big cock. My pussy had to have it.

And this is the thing: he fucked me like I never KNEW. I’ve had a lot of guys, you know, in three years you rack up the numbers don’t you, even if you’re picky, if you’re not going steady, but what he did to me was something else.

First of all I got on top and slid him into me, it was so right, and he was so cool, letting me make the running, you know, not pushing or anything, not on a crappy ego trip like some of them at getting their cock into you, he just was…COOL, that is the word.

And his cock felt amazing, it’s like it was the perfect size for me, just as big as I could take comfortably, exactly.

So he stroked me, I mean STROKED me, all over, with his hands, while I was on top, and I just could feel him caring about me and enjoying me, all at once. Then when I said to fuck me, properly, he just DID and I had a huge cum just like that, in a few seconds. His cock felt incredible in me, and he did something each time he pushed in, I didn’t know what it was but I worked it out later.

And he didn’t cum with me, the first time, he made himself not, which was amazing as he was totally into it and normally they always do, when I cum, I mean I know my pussy is quite strong, with the way I’m built and to be honest I do keep it FIT with PLENTY of exercise.

But he said he had this trick and so when I came down after this brilliant cum he was still hard in me. And he’d done it on purpose in case I wanted some more.

Well of course I DID. After a quick blow on Titty’s J we started again, and he held me, like underneath so he was cradling me, and he fucked me for an HOUR, Tits said. But I had no clue, honestly, cos he kept me high as a frickin kite all that time.

You know the others, lads, just pump in and out till they cum. Job done. Which is fine but with this old hippie it wasn’t like that at all.

To start with he’d sort of squiggle on me while he pressed in, really deep but gently, every stroke. It was a huge buzz, on my clit and round, you know, my vulva. Then just when I started to lose the edge a bit, like after a few minutes, not getting bored but just sort of getting used to it so it wasn’t quite so exciting any more, he’d start doing something else.

Like he’d hold it in and sort of stir it around for a bit each time, or he’d pull it almost out and just move it in and out a tiny fraction right at the entrance, for a minute or two so my pussy would close up inside and then he’d suddenly fuck right into me again and the sensation would be INCREDIBLE.

Or he’d stop fucking and hold it just in there and play with my tits (which are REALLY sensitive he sussed out straight away), stroke them and squeeze and nip them and lick and nibble them, then get back to my pussy which would’ve sort of revived its sensitivity in the meantime.

Or he’d change how he was holding me, like pull away so he was only touching me with his cock, so ALL my attention would just be on my pussy, or he’d be like half way in and fuck quickly in little short movements so I’d get really frustrated and then he’d suddenly hit me with a full stroke again.

Or his stroke would change, you know it wouldn’t be all the same speed going in and out, he’d start it off slow, then do a quick bit in the middle, then slow down again and press right in, so there’d be two little bursts of sensation with EVERY stroke.

And all the time he didn’t quite let me cum, he held me JUST on the brink. If I got near a cum he backed off, slowed down or whatever, and if I started to fall off even a little bit he’d do something new, or harder or whatever to bring me up again.

GOD! There was more than that, I can’t really remember it all exactly, I was so high, on the grass AND the sex. It just kept changing so I never came down, it was up, up, up the whole time.

And then just when I was starting to think I’d really go MAD if I didn’t get to cum again he seemed to know and he got hold of me again, cradled me, and just fucked the crap out of me, really hard and fast and it was the biggest cum EVER. I just came and came and CAME, and I could feel he was spurting into me and I loved that too, I just SO wanted his cum in me, even though I’m on Depo obviously but still.

He was so into ME, that was the thing. He really, really cared, like it was all done as, I dunno, a way of treasuring me almost. It’s hard to explain, the feeling it gave me. It all added together, his technique and his big cock and his quite muscley body and the FEELING. And how long he’d built me up. It was the most amazing hour of my life.

So far!

Cos I was going back, for SURE. Titty had been SO right. And did I care about him having GRANDCHILDREN actually a bit OLDER than me? Nope!

After we came I actually had a little doze on him, lying on his chest, for a couple of minutes, I was so fucked, and he cuddled me and stroked me, I felt so great I can’t really describe it, but when I came round I could see Lettie looking and I half reckoned from the look on her face she was wondering whether it was something she ought to try after all.

Well if she did then she deserved it, obviously, but I couldn’t help hoping she was gonna stick with her girls, cos at sixty-five David could only have so much energy and to be absolutely honest I felt I could use it ALL.

So that was Monday, and when we got back to Titty’s we were thinking how could we spend lots of time at David’s, and next day she came up with the idea of switching our summer school project to something we’d have to do at his place, and so we thought of ‘Youth Culture in the 1960’s and 70’s’.

Hehehe, school were fine with it, it worked a treat and her dad phoned and cleared it with David and mine weren’t worried so it was all set. Nobody seemed to know that David’s hippie culture had involved something called ‘Free Love’!!

So the next thing was to get into the main bit of the plan, which really wasn’t supposed to be me getting the greatest fucking ever but actually taking some GIRLS round.

With Titty and me being a bit open about what we were into, round school, some other girls had actually started following Lettie around, or me sometimes, and wanting to talk to us, about being lesbian or bi. As in – how did they tell if they were, and what was it like?

So it was a matter of which girl to start with. It was Lettie’s choice, really, whether to take a girl she was already doing it with, or a new one.

There was a new girl who’d really got Titty’s attention when she’d asked about orgasms. She’s only two years behind us, so honestly it was time she knew stuff like that. She was probably fourteen already.

She even looked innocent, that was part of the sexiness, but in any case she’s incredibly gorgeous: a little blonde, a bit smaller than us even, with green eyes and a body that’s fantastic already. She has a round face with a button nose and SUCH an innocent look, her eyes sort of wide open and with her straight hair parted in the middle and not terribly thick.

Her shoulders are really straight, a bit wider than average, and her tits are nice and high and pert, but round more than conical like Lettie’s and my pointy ones. Her shape’s lovely, with a waist and hips, though not as much of either as me and Lettie, again. Her thighs are very ‘shapely’, they’d be called in a novel, not as big as mine and Lettie’s but not skinny either. Altogether, she is a dream.

She’d be perfect for starting at David’s: she’d need time and somewhere she could relax with us. How far Lettie could get with her on her ‘first date’ was really an interesting question.

Personally my pussy just couldn’t wait to get that old hippie cock back in it again. The innocent little blonde – Lara her name is – was for Titty, though I wouldn’t mind a bit if things turned out right.

Lara doesn’t live in the village like the rest of us though, so she had to be brought from the town, four miles away. How? We agonised until Lettie phoned her to ask and she has a bike, so it was that simple.

I asked my parents if I could stay at Lettie’s for the night and they said yes, if I walked. We live at the other end of the village so it’s not such a big deal.

My mum and dad had a disagreement with Lettie’s mum and dad ages ago, because my dad hunts and Lettie’s mum has a thing about hunting, so they started arguing, politely, and her mum (who is a little bit like Titty and quite forceful sometimes) ended up asking Dad whether if he was so against banning anything he would not ban meerkat hunting or koala bear hunting, for example, – and they haven’t talked since. That’s what my mum told me and so I make sure not to get talking about it either way.

So it’s great anyway because we know my mum and dad won’t phone them ever, they’d only phone me, and I can answer from David’s house and they can’t possibly know obviously.

So we didn’t tell Tits’ mum and dad about my staying at all, cos I was never going to!! Unless David didn’t want me to stay, of course, but the way he said goodbye yesterday I didn’t think that was likely really.

Once the summer holidays start, in a week or two, we’re thinking we could BOTH get permission to stay at each other’s houses and ACTUALLY stay at David’s. We have to see. It ‘s hard to believe it could be so perfect.

Titty phoned David after school – that was on Tuesday, the next day after he first fucked me – and after dinner I walked down and went straight there. I couldn’t wait.

Tits was there already, and wearing a bikini. Shit – I’d only brought my one-piece.

“I told Lara to bring a bikini,” Titty was grinning and so was I she looks totally fuckable in a bikini, “just to get everything off to a nice sexy start. She’s coming to be told about being a les and having an orgasm isn’t she, so we may as well start the right way.”

I kissed David and had a bit of a snuggle up to him, and to Lettie as well on my other side, while we worked out what to do: borrow one off Lettie or go back for it or what.

“We can make one, can’t we?” David said. “a jungle type or something, it doesn’t need to be perfect.”

That sounded sexy so in a few minutes I was wearing a white men’s hanky cut across into two triangles, knotted under my pussy and with a bit of shoelace tied to the corners on each side and tied into a bow. It felt insecure and quite sexy. I found I was rubbing the knot between my thighs.

On top I had an old running vest of David’s that Lettie had cut off short, JUST below my tits. It was a string type that was a bit see-through, and it was too big and had huge arm holes anyway so it floated around on my tits half covering them and half not.

The whole outfit was just ASKING to get me molested. The top of the hanky didn’t pull tight like a waistband, it flopped open a bit, so Titty immediately started sliding her fingers in and stroking my bush. David was grinning like anything and groping my tits – through the top, bottom AND sides of my top.

While we did this we were standing in the dining room, looking out of the front window for Lara to arrive, to make sure she wouldn’t lose her nerve before knocking, and just as I was about to get fingered to a cum she cycled in. She did look gorgeous, even from a distance.

Lettie went out to meet her and brought her in. Tits made the introduction to David and led her through to the pool room. Lara stayed close to her, looking a bit overawed but, as usual, Tits was the mistress of ceremonies and Lara had obviously decided just to do what Titty said.

Titty’s like that, she has that effect on almost everyone, to some extent. People do what she wants, and LOVE it. She smiles at them and waves her hands around and looks at them and she just takes them over, if they let her.

If you know what you want to do, she’s fine with it, mostly, or if not, then SHE does know; that’s the way she is.

With Titty around it’s not very often you can’t think what to do. We all trust her, ridiculously really. Around school Lara looked a bit lost, I suppose, with what she’d developed into – a stunningly beautiful girl – and she’d latched onto Tits to find out.

And for security, I suppose: at school Lettie is so popular no-one messes with her. If she blanks anyone they are just in the wilderness, AND there’s a whole string of big lads who’d queue up to sort out anyone who dissed her, her being lezzie or not. A couple of big girls too 🙂

So joining our gang was a good way for Lara to cope with the queue that’d FOR SURE be forming for her.

It worked for me: everyone knew I was BFF with Titty and so when I gave a guy the push, or didn’t want him to start with, he didn’t hassle me. Actually I expect the big lads would’ve been there for me anyway, to be fair, I’m reasonably popular as well, luckily.

And I have fucked quite a few of them, to be honest, and I generally stay friends with them after as they all know from the start it’s not gonna be exclusive!!

Anyway so there’s why Lara was here, basically. She went and changed and so did David, though only after fussing a bit about her age:

“How old is she? Fourteen or something? Thirteen? Do we actually know?” He was on the edge of being uncool, but Lettie bolstered him:

“She’s old enough, easily, you can see can’t you?” She moved close to him, distracting him with her amazing jutting tits which just had this floppy bikini material like tented over them.

“She’s got tits and hips, periods for sure, she’s totally fuckable. You’ll see, she’ll love it. If not she can just stop can’t she?” Titty’s conviction was too much, she was like the Goddess of Sex in her bikini, and David just nodded after all said “Yes OK I suppose so” and went off to get changed himself.

When they came back we were all in our bikinis or trunks, or in my case my Jungle Girl outfit.

I hadn’t had a cum all day so I was quite wet, what with being touched up and all the skin around, and Lara looked SO beautiful in a bikini. It was black and a perfect fit on her stunning little body. I so wish I had shoulders like that, though I suppose I shouldn’t complain.

I could see David making his effort not to letch, and he did it pretty well. Being a girl it was easier for me and I gave her a good ogling.

She was quite pale, that was really the ONLY fault you could pick with her, though lots of people like pale skin of course. Being redhead pale and freckly myself I like a nice tan, obviously! I can tan, eventually, but it takes a long time and I have to be REALLY careful.

We started with a swim, which was great for being together not wearing very much. My bottoms started coming off so we all had a good laugh about that and it broke the ice. Titty came and touched me up and then got David to as well, and then they took off my top and untied my bottoms and took them off completely and so I was naked.

“So Lara,” Lettie was getting get the programme under way pretty quickly as I knew she would, “lets start with showing you an orgasm. You come and hold her just here. Lie back Janie and let David just support your shoulders and then float, yes, now I’ll be this side and you be on that side Lara.”

So I was lying on my back, floating, with my big buoyant thighs slightly apart and my pussy tingling like crazy! On top of the sexy situation the cool water was just lapping around my clit.

Tits was next to me, at my pussy, and the beautiful Lara was the same on the other side. I could feel David’s semi bumping against my head as he supported the tops of my arms.

“So,” Lettie carried on, talking to Lara who was like a deer in the headlights staring at her, “I’m going to just stroke Janie a little bit, and then you do the same, OK? OK? Are you OK with this, it’s not too much of a rush or anything?”

“No,” was all Lara could manage – she was right on the limit, but it was enough. Titty stroked her expert little fingers from my knee along the top of my thigh, just a little way.

“Go on then, you do the same,” she told Lara, and Lara did. It wasn’t really confident enough to be sensual, if you see what I mean, but it made me shudder a bit just because it was this stunning young girl who was touching me with her fingertips, making her very FIRST little steps into sex.

The next stroke was a bit more on the inside, and Lara copied Titty again, and then on top but up a bit higher, on the inside again, and so on and so on, as they skirted round my pussy and worked up to my tits.

It was amazing, floating there all weightless and trying to stay still while she used me to teach sex. And David there ready to fuck anyone at the drop of a hat.

Titty showed her how to stroke tits and nipples, and I was encouraging Lara with gasping and going ‘mmmm’ and things as she did it. She was starting to unwind a bit and drop some of the stiffness.

Then they worked down to my pussy and stroked my bush a little bit, and Lara was really beginning to get into it.

My legs had opened up, just automatically, and Lettie rubbed a finger over my clit, making me buck up and down in the water. I’d have gone under if David hadn’t been there, unless I’d been able to grab his cock, which would’ve been like a big rescue hook except it was squashed in his trunks. Lara seemed to be blanking it out.

I lifted my head a bit to watch, as Lara opened up one small finger and rubbed it down too, and I moaned and gasped “ooh that’s great Lara, soooo sexy,” to encourage her. It WAS great as well.

After a bit more of that Titty slid a finger slowly INTO me, Lara watching totally glued. Then Lara did it too, letting a bit of cool water in with it. It felt quite nice! It doesn’t smell like there’s any chlorine in this pool so I didn’t worry, even if there is a bit I expect.

Next Lettie demonstrated crooking a finger and then slid it in and did it inside, prodding my G-spot and I gasped and writhed about, making waves in the pool.

The lesson carried on with two and then three fingers, then with rubbing their thumbs on my clit while they diddled my G-spot with their fingers inside and it was too much. Lettie knew it was coming, or cumming I should say, and she kept Lara on it so it’d be HER I came for.

I gasped and groaned and writhed about and it was gorgeous; such a feeling with those three beautiful people round me and CUMMING for the little blonde beauty doing her very first sex.

I held her little hand there while I wound down, and then stood up, still feeling the water moving around sexily over my clit and between my thighs and a bit in and out of my pussy. I pulled her to me and gave her a kiss, but she started shying away so I gave that up and kissed Lettie, hard, and then David, who WAS hard.

Lettie had moved over to Lara: “That was great, you’re so sensual, so sexy, she just CAME for you, did you feel it? Wasn’t that sexy?”

“Yes,” Lara was looking at us from under her eyelashes, which are really long, “it was, you know, special.” She looked at me, smiling, and I smiled back. She is seriously delicious.

Lettie was looking around. I knew she was plotting the next step, where to move on next – with me nude and freshly fucked and the others all in cozzies, David hard as a rock, herself for sure wet and Lara…well, what would she be ready for now??

Titty was looking at the big windows. “What’s your garden like David?” she asked, “is it private?”

“Totally,” David replied. “No-one can see in at all at the back. Do you want to see? There’s still a bit of sun.”

It was only quarter past seven still, in the middle of June, and it had been a warm day so it was still great outside. We dried, Lettie insisted on towelling Lara dry, then I walked out nude as I knew Lettie had in mind.

We walked across the patio and then down onto the lawn, all together. I felt terrific, the sun and moving air all over my body naked and with a freshly cum tingle.

“Do you do nude out here David?” Titty asked.

He was in tune with the plan, for sure. Whenever Lara was looking away his eyes locked onto her fabulous little body in a flash. In between looking at me, fortunately.

“Oh yes of course,” he was almost too quick, “who wouldn’t? It’s made for it.”

“I don’t suppose you’ve got oil? Sun oil, massage oil, sort of thing?”

“Yes yes, absolutely, both in fact. Let me get them, and a towel or two.“

David went off as he’d been told by our Sex Goddess, and I strolled round the edge of the lawn, checking that no-one really could see in – they couldn’t. God, what a place! It was great just being naked outside.

“So Lara,” Lettie was sounding a bit firm with her now, “a bit of massage next.” We could see Lara wasn’t ready to strip off – a young girl with an old guy there bulging out his swimming trunks after all – but she wasn’t about to go against Lettie either.

David reappeared with the towels and oil and Lettie had Lara lay down on her front, her gorgeous pale little body in her black bikini.

David’s dogs had come too and they added even more to it, two nice Greyhounds who were all slender and sexy as well and warm and furry and liked being touched and didn’t care at all about me being nude, though I had to fend off their noses from my pussy.

They lay down anyway and Lettie started the massage, then I did a bit, then David, all totally proper and leaving her tits and pussy alone. Lara got used to it and relaxed. She felt gorgeous.

We did another short turn each then it was David’s turn and we all massaged him, including Lara. His cock was peeping out of the side of his trunks, so Lettie gave Lara his shoulders to do while she and I did his legs.

I could see Titty was slowly hotting things up, one small step at a time. We were going to get young Lara naked, I was sure. Did she realise? My pussy was TINGLY again already. I was wondering about a fuck from David, too.

It was Lettie’s own turn next, and before she lay down she quickly stripped off her bikini. She was so sexy! She looks best of all nude, I think. I knew what she wanted, which was a nice cum.

So we gave Lara one leg, David the other leg, and I did her back. Before long she turned over and I was doing her incredible tits. I suddenly realised David was going to be working up to her pussy.

I suppose I should’ve guessed, really, after yesterday, and knowing he’s actually not Grandpa but a sensual guy who’s fucked a huge number of girls, once upon a time. Anyway it took me ages to see.

While I was enjoying oiling and stroking her shoulders and tits, feeling how gorgeous she is, her lovely skin which is a bit Mediterranean coloured, and setting her tits off and rubbing her oily nipples erect so she was breathing a bit heavier, David and Lara were working up her calves and then onto her gorgeous big thighs.

David’s squirted some more oil onto his hands, then some onto Lara’s while she held them out for it, then they both put their hands onto her thighs and slowly rubbed upwards. Lara was getting quite good already, copying and doing a good job of it with plenty of pressure how you should.

So when the pressure came off Lettie opened her legs a bit, and David’s finger on the inside went RIGHT up to her pussy! Almost like it was an accident, but it wasn’t.

So next time Lara’s little fingers went up to it as well, and meanwhile David’s fingers all sort of flicked up over it, like a fan sort of thing, one after the other so they’d all started down on the inside of her thigh and ended up on the top of her thigh. VIA her cameltoe which was looking a bit swollen.

So they did another couple of strokes like that, with Lara running HER fingers over Lettie’s pussy now, and then David said “OK Lara, slip a finger in like you did with Janie.”

So Lara did, and Titty opened her legs wider and started writhing about and Lara started finger-fucking her. And David was taking off his trunks!!!

Then Lara, without being told, went to two and then to three fingers, like Titty had taught her with me, and then started rubbing her thumb over her clit as well. And this time of course it was all nicely oiled and slippery.

So Tits had lifted her knees and was WIDE OPEN with this really really beautiful girl finger-fucking her pussy, and was well on the way to a huge cum, when David gently reached over and held Lara’s arm, and stopped it!

And then it was like in slow motion. Titty looked up and just stayed still, looking at David, and David moved round and got in between her legs, with his big cock sticking out, smiling at her. He looked all confident suddenly.

And then he put his hands either side of her, straight out so he wasn’t ON her, if you see what I mean, and kept himself straight, so when he lined up his cock THAT was the first thing that touched her.

It was incredible. I suppose, I thought about it afterwards, it was his way of making sure she wanted it. Well, she DID.

He pressed it against her pussy and it just popped in, straight away, and he pumped it slowly in an out a couple of times, and it slid ALL the way in and Tits did this huge gasp and looked at me and said “you were SO right Janie!”.

And then David started to fuck her, slowly, and I knew he was going to give her a total working over like he had me. I could just, you know, feel that he was going to make her LOVE cock so much she’d be bi forever.

I tried hard not to be jealous. And not to be scared he’d prefer Lettie over me. I told myself how silly that was, after all the girls I’d shared with her, and all the guys I’d had who had to not be jealous, and how this was all Titty’s scene anyway, making this happen. So I thought those things and it helped a bit.

And I thought how hopefully I was going to spend the night with him and perhaps he’d be ready to go again by the morning.

Then I stood up, and Lara did too. She was GLUED to it. But as far as I was concerned David was setting a great example, with making a bold move on the one he wanted.

I was behind Lara, and she backed away from being right on top of the hot sex, into me. She was turning to say sorry but I grabbed her, with my arm round her gorgeous shoulders.

I kissed her neck and slid my other hand straight down to her pussy. I kept kissing her neck again, and talking to her, pointing out she was the only one still dressed, and rubbing her pussy all the time.

I could tell that she liked the feel of my skin on hers, and my voice in her ear, and her pussy being rubbed, and so I let go of her and unclipped her bikini top and pulled it away and she let it fall down her arms onto the lawn.

Then I stroked her LOVELY tits, just a nice B-cup and so right for her, and she enjoyed it! So I took hold of her bikini bottoms, either side, from behind, and pulled them down, all the way down and then she stepped out of them.

Well I had to take a proper look, she is SO beautiful. I walked a few steps away and she looked at me and I made a twirling sign with my finger and she did, a slow twirl, all embarrassed but showing me her totally fantastic little body. She kind of knew I had to love it but wasn’t quite absolutely certain, that last little bit. Anyway I was making sure she could see I did love it. About five foot one and just PERFECTION.

I looked sideways for a second and saw David giving Lettie’s gorgeous made-for-sex body the sex she was made for! Fucking her slowly with a grind each time, and she was gasping and loving every second.

I gave up any idea of keeping him for myself, I’d be sharing him from now on I could see. But I’d always shared everything with Lettie so it’d be cool. Frankly she WAS made to be fucked, just like me, so it’s only right really.

Meanwhile Lara had stopped and was looking at me. She seemed to quite like being told what to do. So I waved her over and she came and stood in front of me.

I nudged her legs and she moved them apart a bit, and I knelt down and spread my hands on her gorgeous pert asscheeks and began her her first EATING. She was shocked for a second and then she liked it, I could tell. She was wet already, from the rubbing through her cozzie, and now she got even wetter.

So I pulled her down on the grass, which was damp and cool and felt quite sexy, and taught her all about making out with another girl. We kissed and stroked each other all over, and she copied everything I did and was really a quick learner. It wasn’t long before I needed another cum, she was so sexy.

So I sorted us out in a sixty-nine and taught her about THAT. And how great it can be to take some pussy juice on a finger and play around with the other girl’s asshole, trace round and round it and then slip it in and finger-fuck it, and then lick it.

And all the time she was so SWEET, so beautiful and fresh and willing, and she loved it; the sensuality just came naturally to her…and so did her cum.

I’d been working away on her clit and pussy and asshole, and gradually she relaxed, and then I felt her start to go tense with an orgasm coming, with pulsing in her pussy and her gasping getting that desperate sound, and I was feeling quite desperate too, with HER finger in MY asshole and her gorgeous tiny mouth all over my clit and her tongue in my pussy!!

And so we came together, even that first time which you wouldn’t normally manage. It was so great. It was hard to know which was better – cumming myself or feeling that beautiful girl having her very FIRST cum. The first of MANY I could tell.

So then after a minute I got her to swivel round and I cuddled and kissed her for ages.

I was so fond of her already!

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Be careful what you wish for you just might get it

Recap: Captain Tom Wilkinson finally made it home and to everyone’s surprise made it with his 14 year old daughter when they got home. That was a shocker huh?

Introduction: We finally return to our true protagonist Emma Watson and her boyfriend Robert. Just remember when you make a bet it’s your responsibility to pay up but just be careful what you wish for because you just might get it. Here is Part 8 enjoy.

Meanwhile

Midshipmen Emma Watson was putting the final touches of her outfit together. Wearing her favorite five inch black Stiletto’s heels her eyes traveled up from her feet in the mirror scanning her legs that were just freshly shaven making them silky smooth. The red skin tight dress she chose that stopped mid thigh was created not only to attract the eye of the males but making the females jealous as well. Emma put her right foot forward and her hands on her hips like they do in the magazine ads and twisted her body in the full length mirror admiring how the dress accentuated her rock hard ass. Like most women she was concerned with the curve of her ass especially when you aren’t wearing any panties. Then she spun to the front and her neckline plunged down to her stomach as she wasn’t wearing a bra but her breasts were looking particularly perky knowing that she was being a bad girl by going out commando tonight. Her cleavage looked just right and her hair draped down to the middle of her back. She had very little makeup on but she was wearing blood red lipstick that accentuated her face.

2nd Lieutenant Robert Mills was patiently waiting for his girl to immerge from his bedroom. Robert kept things rather simple a pair of slacks and a nice dress shirt and a sports coat that accentuated his very broad shoulders. The two of them were off to a night club called Top Dog a local meat market for both men and women. If the two of them played their cards right tonight there might be a chance to bring home a hot unsuspecting girl to make a threesome later in the evening.

When Emma emerged from the room she spun for Robert, “So what do you think?” She lifted the front of her dress to reveal she wasn’t wearing any panties and a clean shaven pussy, “You like?”

Robert’s eyes bugged out of his head like a cartoon character, “Spec –tac – u –lar!!!” Robert couldn’t believe his luck that he was with Emma. The first time he saw her in the hallways of the Academy he made it his one goal to be with her. It says a lot about a woman who can turn a standard Naval uniform look spectacular like Emma does. Aside from her obvious beauty what captured Robert was when he looks deep into her brown eyes he melts every time as if she was letting him deep inside of her soul. That is the one thing above all of her other amazing attributes that makes Emma the most attractive to him. “Are you sure we have to go honey? We could just stay in tonight and have some fun role playing just by ourselves.”

Emma smiled, “We’ve been putting this off for a while now.” She twirled for him and batted her eyelashes at him, “I lost the bet and now I have to live up to my end. We find another woman to join us tonight you hear me Lieutenant?”

Robert giggled at her, “Well, you should know better than to bet the Lions over the Cowboys on Thanksgiving Day.”

Emma came over to the couch and flopped down into his lap putting her finger to his chin looked deep in his eyes and kissed him. She smiled at him as their foreheads touched one another, “Well, I made you pay up when you lost your bet and we found a second guy for me. I don’t Welch on my bets – I lost and I’m a big girl – besides I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be with a woman. I still think it’s kinda creepy but (Emma wrapped her arms around her big strong man and kissed him on the lips again) “I think it’s going to be even more exciting watching you try to please a second woman at the same time.”

Robert said, “Okay, okay you’re not getting out of this.” Then they were off to Top Dog to divide and conquer some unsuspecting young lady.

They arrived at the club and it wasn’t as packed as they thought it would be but then again it is Sunday night after all. There were quite a few women dancing and clustered into little clans throughout the club. Once they made several rounds looking for their prey they met up back at the bar and Emma said, “You know this was a lot easier trying to find a guy who wants to be part of the a three way than a woman. I guess women are much more leery of such strange offerings.”

Robert leaned in, “Well, there are several ladies on my radar that I would like to approach let me show you.” Robert taking Emma’s arm with his began to scan the room and when he came across a young lady he would stop and wait for Emma’s denial or approval. This night isn’t just for Robert but also for Emma. They finally agreed on two women if both said no then it would be going back home disappointed and more than likely no sex. Robert said, “Stay here and let’s see if I can work some magic.”

Emma straightened his jacket ran her fingers through his hair and slapped him on the ass, “Go get ‘em tiger.”

Robert made his way to the first girl that they agreed on but he was quickly shot down and was pushed away with a slap across his face as her boyfriend who had just returned from the bar with several drinks in hand. Then he was down to his last chance. Robert recovered and winked back at Emma as he crossed the dance floor to the other side of the bar. He walked up to the young lady and appeared to ask her to dance and she agreed and he led her by hand out to the dance floor.

Robert appeared to be introducing his self on the dance floor, “Hi, I’m Rob what’s your name?”

Giving him a big smile, “Hi, I’m Annie. You look quite fetching tonight!! You look a lot better out of your uniform but I’ve been dying all day to see you out of your clothes all together Lieutenant!! So, does Emma suspect anything?”

Robert said, “Come on – keep a low profile like you promised – okay. It’s bad enough that she doesn’t know about us as it is.”

Annie said, “This is your master plan Lieutenant to have both of your lover’s in the bed at the same time. You know this is eventually going to blow up in your face but it’s not me who’s going to blow it it’s going to be you. You are going to say something or do something that she’s going to suspect or later she’s going to catch us and then she’s going to leave you. Look Robert maybe you should rethink this – my man is in Afghanistan and he’ll never know about this and Robert I’m not leaving him for you. So, is this game you are willing to play? Because the only loser here is going to be you! Emma will find someone else and you’re never going to find anyone like her again!!! So, again do you really want to do this?”

Robert said, “Ensign, it’s going to be worth having the two best pieces of ass in my bed fucking my brains out. Even if it’s one night it will be one astonishing night to remember. I’m willing to take that chance!!! Now, if you don’t mind let’s go meet Emma and go back to my place and have some fun.”

Annie said, “You’re sure she doesn’t know that I work with you?”

Robert said, “She’s still at the Academy and more than likely will be assigned out of Washington when she graduates so I only have a few months with her anyway. Besides when Chuck gets back from his tour of duty you and I can still have our Thursday afternoons right?”

Annie smiled and put her hand on the side of his face, “Every Thursday until you don’t want me anymore I promise.”

Emma was watching the two of them crossing the dance floor towards her and she thought it was quite odd the way that ‘slut’ was doting on her man. Emma sat there as if it was nothing and thought, ‘keep your cool and all of this will be all over in a few hours then things should get back to normal.’ She smiled and held out her hand to greet Annie, “Hi, I’m Emma what’s your name?”

Annie for the first time saw Emma up-close and personal. She was for more exquisite in person than in her pictures on Robert’s desk. Annie became uncharacteristically jealous knowing that she playing second fiddle to this young 22 year-old even though Annie was already in on the scam for the three-way. It was something that Robert and her put together more than six months ago and they both waited patiently as Robert gradually pushed, pulled and prodded Emma to this point where she was ready to have a second woman in her bed at the same time. She looked at Robert, “Do you mind if Emma and I talk for a few minutes?”

Robert smiled, “Play nice you two.” Robert took his drink and noticed one of his Academy buddies at the other end of the bar and went down to say hello. Robert and his friend Conrad were catching up as they lost all track of time when half an hour later both girls came up and tapped him on the shoulder. He quickly introduced everyone and they all began their idle chit-chat.

Emma had enough of Conrad after five minutes and said, “Conrad it was nice to meet you but I have early classes in the morning at the Academy and I need to get home. Come on honey let’s go you can catch up with Conrad tomorrow after work.” Then the three of them left and went back to Robert’s apartment.

Annie was in her car following Emma and Robert back to his apartment. Robert turned and put his hand on Emma’s thigh as they were stopped at a red light, “So what do you think about her? I mean the two of you were talking for quite a while! What were you talking about anyway?” Robert’s fingers were caressing her inner thigh making the juices begin to coat her inner vaginal walls.

Emma began to giggle as she bit her lip from the pleasure Robert was providing, “We were talking about girl things – things that I don’t want to share with you but are not that really important. We talked about you and we talked about boundaries. What she could do to me and what I could do to her. I found out that we both have never been with another woman at the same time so it’s going to be a little interesting. She also has a video camera in her car and she wants to know if we want to use it? Don’t you think it’s kinda strange that she has a video camera in the car?”

Robert moved her dress to the side and opened her legs and began playing with her pussy and said, “I don’t think we should do any video-taping right? I mean unless you want to – you know have a memento of the evening.” Looking over at his woman he sensed some apprehension, “Nah it’s probably a bad idea especially with a stranger – it could be something that comes back to bite us in the ass later in our lives. It does trouble me that she has a video camera ready in the car – she must be a real freak in bed!!! Who knows this could be a real incredible night with her. I still have to say no to the video camera though. So what did you guys talk about me?”

Emma smiled, “She told me that she met you once at the pentagon. She said that she works in the same division as but not with in the same department. She says all the single girls know of you but she said that you are just really an acquaintance. She openly admitted that she and a lot of the other girls want to fuck you real bad. The only reason she never went for it is because she heard that you were attached. So, she has some morals – I wouldn’t say too many morals but some all the same – even though she might and I stress might be a freak in bed. So, is that why you picked her out because you have the same feelings for her that she has for you?”

Robert, figured if he began to lie about the smallest of things then Annie would have been right and he would lose both of them. Pushing his finger inside of her he said, “Well, I do know of her but I didn’t know she was going to be at the club tonight. When I saw her I figured that I would take a wild shot at this with her. I already got shot down once already tonight and since we only agreed on the two women I figured since Annie kinda new me she wouldn’t say no. It is kinda cool that she has thought about me sexually.”

Emma quickly shot at him, “So have you ever thought about what it would be like to be with her?” She put her hands over his helping him guide his finger inside bringing her closer to orgasm.

Robert didn’t hesitate to try and lie, “Yes!! But you have to remember that all guys when they see a hottie they imagine what it would be like to be with them honey. When I saw you for the first time honey I imagined what it would be like with you for like a week until I got up the nerve to ask you out. If you don’t know that then you are more innocent than I ever thought. Every guy in every class of yours at the Academy is jealous that you are taken and they can’t fuck your brains out every night. I’m sure that most of the guys are actually jerking off pretending that you are theirs!!!”

Emma said, “I know guys look at me. I’ve noticed that ever since I was about fourteen but these guys jerk off to me? Really?” Emma put her hand to her chin and thought about that for a couple of seconds, “You know I heard a lot of the porn stars get off knowing that there are hundreds or even thousands of guys imagining that they are fucking them as they watch their videos. You know that is kinda cool and if Annie feels that way about you then let’s make her fantasy come true but no video-taping deal?”

Inside Robert was sorta disappointed she didn’t want to video tape the evening, “Deal no video-taping and now I know that there is at least two women in the world who fantasize about having sex with me.” Robert could feel her pussy starting to drip with anticipation and he added a second finger to help her finally finish on his fingers as her legs were spread across the dashboard as far as they could go.

In the car Annie was following behind her two ‘marks’ and she was nervous as hell. She wasn’t too sure that she gave too much away to Emma when they were sitting together at the bar. She was still not sure telling Emma that Robert and she worked in the same division would raise too many suspicions about her affair with her boyfriend. Annie was playing every little detail back through her mind like – did she give something away with her eyes, her body language or her emotions when she spoke of Robert. She wanted Emma to know that she knew her boyfriend but she wanted to create some sort baseline in case she got too hot and emotional when Robert fucked her in front of Emma.

At the next stop light as Annie sat in the car she saw her fingers shaking. She was really nervous she never fucked her lover, all-be-it her secret lover, in front of another person and especially not in front of the actual woman that was being cheating on. There was also the added pressure of being with a woman for the first time in her life. The one thing that Emma insisted on was that she would fuck Robert first and Annie could do anything that Robert wanted. They both left it up in the air as to what they would do together but Robert had to be in the room with them. Emma was agreeable to the one request that Annie had and that was Annie wanted to go down on a woman at least once in her life and Emma not wanting to be a prude agreed to her request.

When she pulled through the intersection she had made up her mind that she was going fuck Roberts’s brains out right in front of Emma. She decided that she was going to make sure that Robert knew that he was making a mistake being with Emma and that he should only be with her. It was at that moment when she realized that she had a formidable opponent in Emma and that she was going to have to take her down tonight and win Robert for herself once and for all.

As all of these emotions of dominating and becoming essentially the alpha female were running through her veins she glanced up at the picture that was taped to her sun visor. It was a picture of Annie and her boyfriend Chuck who is serving yet another tour of duty in Afghanistan thanks to our lovely new President. She felt torn by cheating on a soldier that was fighting in a campaign half way around the world for God and Country but Chuck just couldn’t measure up literally in bed the way Robert could.

As Annie was battling with her guilt and the lust for her stud that was in the car in front of her then they finally arrived back at the apartment. Emma popped out of the car and went to meet Annie and lacing her arm through Annie’s they walked together. Robert watched both women that he was fucking walking towards him. On the right was the woman that he was in love with Emma and his fuck buddy Annie the one woman that would spread her legs for him at any place and time that he wanted.

All three made their way to the apartment as each of their eyes were dancing back and forth between each of them. The only person that wasn’t part of a threesome before this was Annie and when the door closed behind them she pulled Emma and pushed her back up against the front door and immediately kissed her. Emma was shocked by Annie’s aggressiveness and her passionate kiss. It was softer than Roberts and her tongue felt like velvet in her mouth and her mind began to spin because of it. Her body began to shiver with excitement as Emma returned the passion wanting to meet and equal Annie’s aggressiveness by reaching upwards and began to caress Annie’s breasts with her hands.

Robert watched the two kissing and then un-expectantly his cock shot straight up. He never knew watching two chicks would get him excited but he knew now that it really turned him on. Watching the two kiss and grope each other for several minutes made him feel like he was being left out and he came up behind Annie looking at her round ass. He lifted her pleated miniskirt and noticed her bare ass. Knowing how much Annie loves to be fingered Robert wet is middle finger and slipped it between the crack of her ass sliding his finger down from her asshole then reaching its destination inside of Annie’s pussy. Annie loved the way Robert played with her and she shivered with excitement as she was being poked and prodded from top to bottom at the same time.

Finally Annie broke from Emma’s embrace and Robert took his finger and said, “I have something for you honey.” Placing his wet finger under Emma’s nose, “She smells like peaches open up and taste.” Emma did as she was told and Robert put his finger in her mouth.

Emma sucked his finger like it was his thick cock. Grasping his hand with hers and making direct sensual eye contact with Annie her tongue and mouth cleaned her boyfriend’s finger. “I think I just changed my mind about not going down on you Annie. I’ve tasted my pussy on Roberts cock and I love it – now I’m intrigued about having a woman finish on my tongue.”

Robert was hornier than he ever was before and with his cock pushing on his trousers trying to escape he put his arms around both girls and nudging them along he guided them to the bedroom. Annie broke away from Robert and put her arm around Emma’s waist and turned back to their prey, “Make yourself comfortable their stud your girl and I need to clean up before this goes anywhere else.”

Emma moving her tongue around her mouth was enjoying the pungent taste of Annie’s pussy inside of her mouth. When they entered the bathroom it was now Emma’s turn to be the aggressor and when the door closed behind them Emma slammed Annie against the door but this time Emma’s hands went under Annie’s blouse and found both of her targets as her tongue slipped between her prey’s lips.

Annie reciprocated quickly and harshly meeting Emma’s aggressiveness as her hands slapped Emma ass several times before she caressed it. Annie was surprised and jealous as to how tight her buttocks was and Emma’s tight dress slipped up the small of her back. Annie’s fingers like spider legs began to pull her cheeks open while the others were looking for small caverns to hide inside. Instead of Robert’s middle finger it was Annie’s that slipped between Emma’s inner lips this time. Annie felt her warm fluid that was clinging to her vaginal walls. Annie’s finger went as deep as it could go and using circular motions she cleaned as much of Emma’s dew from inside of her as she could get. She broke her kiss from Emma and replaced Emma’s tongue with her own finger Annie sucked and licked her finger just like Emma had done, “I think that you and I need some alone time, we could have a lot of fun together you and I. Maybe you and I should find our own time to be alone after tonight what do you think?”

Emma smiled at the open invitation to become Annie’s lesbian lover and she thought about it for a few seconds as she backed away to the closet in the bathroom. She pulled two enema boxes and tossed one to Annie, “First let’s see how tonight goes ‘kay?!! I think that we should be clean as possible if everything goes as expected. If you’d like we can do this together or by ourselves it’s up to you.”

Emma’s challenge confirmed Annie’s suspicions that Emma was going to protect her property, Robert, and be a worthy opponent. Taking her skirt off Annie stepped into the bathtub, “I’ll let you do the honors unless you need to be alone when you clean yours!!! What do you think?” Annie opened the box and handed the tube to Emma as a challenge.

Emma saw that she was in going to be in a cute little cat fight with Annie and that was turning her on too Annie all the more. They were both going to challenge each other for the affections of Robert and playing one-ups-man-ship with each other, “You got it.” Emma did not shy away from Annie’s ass and like a pro she cleaned her asshole. Emma then lifted Annie’s shirt off and now she was the first to be naked between them. “I hope you do a good job because I want you to toss my salad and it’s your tongue that’s going inside baby!!!”

As Annie was drying her ass Emma turned and asked Annie to help her and unzip her dress. Annie put her arms around Emma’s shoulders and whispered in her ear, “What if we were to stay in here for a while what do you think?”

Emma smiled as Annie’s hands felt great on her breasts, “Just for a little while besides Robert is so amped up that I’m surprised that he isn’t in here taking pictures of us together.”

Annie giggled in Emma’s ear and leaned back pushed her hair to the side and her fingers were jumping all over the place as she was still nervous and unzipped her new lover’s dress. As Emma’s dress fell to the floor Annie gulped as she was gazing at Emma’s perfect nude and lean body. The girls switched places as Emma was in the tub now then Annie gingerly slipped the enema tube inside of her patient while Annie’s finger found Emma’s tiny little clit. Annie could feel the pleasure that she was giving Emma as she was shivering with ecstasy it actually surprised that she was enjoying herself as well. Emma’s eyes were closed and her head tilting back and forth with the rhythm of Annie’s fingers gliding over her clit Annie asked, “Does it feel good?”

Emma’s mind was awash in circles as she bent down to push the fluid out of her asshole and her hand went to the wall slapping it hard as Annie was close to giving her an orgasm. Emma’s orgasm was so intense that she was beginning to lose her balance in the tub. The sensation of pushing out the lukewarm water from her asshole and Annie’s finger became too much. Emma didn’t want her to stop and when she finally finished her orgasm Annie got her wish as she dropped to her knees outside of the tub and buried her face between Emma’s shaking thighs. Her tongue was magic as she cleaned Emma’s pussy. Emma let go of Annie’s head and looking down at this strange woman she met less than an hour ago said, “Okay – Okay – Okay you won this round!!! Let me clean up and I’ll let you go play with my man – just remember I fuck him first.”

Annie smiled and kissed Emma on the lips bringing the smell and taste of Emma’s pussy to her mouth. She walked over to the sink picked up the nearest toothbrush and brushed her teeth as Emma took the portable nozzle and cleaned her pussy. Annie turned as she watched her younger counterpart, “Okay, see you in there. Hurry up because you’ve got me so damn horny I want that thick seven-inch cock inside of me.” Then Annie dried her mouth, “Come on he seems to be a very impatient man!!” Annie smirked at Emma as she left the room.

Emma held the nozzle between her legs as the warm water was cascading over her outer lips and the ebbs and flows of the water going deep inside cleaning her vagina. Emma was becoming much more suspicious as she thought ‘how does she know he has a seven-inch cock? How does she know that Robert has a short attention span and becomes impatient rather quickly? They both work in the same office but not the same department what’s that all about? And she just happens to be out at the very club we go to on a Sunday night.’ Emma shook her head this doesn’t add up. She suspected that Robert and Annie are more than just office acquaintances and there came a sharp pang to her heart as for the first time in her life she felt like a jilted lover. She shook her head, ‘Oh come on Emma you’re just jealous of having another woman in your bed. Get it together woman you can do this.’

When Emma emerged from the bathroom Robert was naked and his cock was pointing to the ceiling as usual and a shit-eating-grin on his face. Next to him on the bed was Annie and they were whispering to one another. As Emma came to the bedside Robert got up and met her. They hugged each other and kissed passionately. Robert moved his lips to his girl’s ear and whispered, “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. We can end this right here, right now. I want you to be comfortable it was just a stupid bet honey.”

Emma moved her mouth to his ear, “I’m not stupid I know that you want this. You want to fuck us both. Let’s do this unless you’re afraid!!!”

She pulled Robert to the side of the bed. Emma opened her arms and invited Annie to join them and she pushed Annie’s face to Roberts, “I want to see the two of you kiss each other.”

Robert went with the flow as Emma knelt at the edge of the bed as her hand cupped Annie’s vagina, “This is a dream come true.” Like any typical man who wants two women Robert’s fantasy was finally coming true.

Annie giggled, “It should be special when you have two hot women at your beckon call.”

Robert leaned back as Emma took his cock from Annie’s hand then engulfed her mans penis as she thought, ‘can you do it like this? Robert took Annie’s breast into his mouth and Emma watched intently as her head was moving slowly down on Robert’s cock.

Emma waited and watched the two of them and then finally there it was, Annie’s hand went to Robert’s face and with a caress that only lovers share she smiled at Robert, “I love the way you do that it feels incredible.” Annie pulled his mouth to hers and the passion they shared between them spoke louder than any words that could be shared between them. Robert’s expressions read like an open book he was looking at Anne the same way he looks at her in the throws of passion.

Robert pulled back from Annie’s face with a grimace, for the first time that Emma and he have been together, Robert could feel Emma’s front teeth grate against the shaft of his cock. She never did that before and when he looked down at her Emma’s expression it was not of love, happiness or joy but one he knew all too well jealousy. Robert brought Annie down to the front of the bed with Emma, “Come here and share my cock with my beautiful lover.”

Emma smirked looking up at Robert from her knees, “Sorry honey I thought tonight was about doing things a little different? I thought you might like a rough blowjob sorry about the teeth honey. Annie come and share my man’s cock with me I’m sure that Robert would love to see two hot girls on their knees sucking him off.”

Annie was more than happy to oblige the man she was in lust with, “Look how big and thick his cock is? You are one lucky girl.” Then with no warning Annie opened her mouth and took his cock into her esophagus as her lips came to rest at the base of his shaft. Annie choked when she released him and her eyes were tearing but she enjoyed it all the same. “I can’t believe I took the whole thing.”

Robert smiled as he watched Emma go down between his legs and kissed his balls and her tongue trailed down to his asshole. Annie was slowly going up and all the way back down on Robert’s cock and he said, “Oh my God this is heaven.” The words hadn’t left Roberts lips when Emma took her thumb and pushed inside his asshole. Robert flinched but didn’t say anything. Emma very rarely like ass play especially when she had to do it and Robert’s face was one of concern. He looked down at her and mouthed silently, ‘Are you okay? We can stop if you want – I love you fingering my asshole but you don’t have too.’

Emma came up and took control of her cock and sucked him down her esophagus just like Annie. She wanted to prove that she was just as good as she was. Emma sucked on Robert’s head as she jerked him of inside of her mouth. Robert’s head began to move around in circular motions, “Yes, baby that’s it you know just how to do it!” Annie came back up to Robert’s mouth allowing him to nuzzle on her nipples. Emma was squeezing Robert’s shaft the way he liked it and she could hear Annie’s moans of pleasure as he sucked on her breasts.

Annie could see what Emma was doing to Robert’s cock and she said, “Emma, come here for a second.” Annie pushed Robert’s mouth away and moved to the end of the bed. Annie put her hands to Emma’s face and kissed her full on the lips then she smacked Emma’s ass. “Robert you are so lucky!!! Look how hard and tight that is— no wonder you don’t want to share Emma with anyone – that is until tonight!!” Annie moved on down to Emma’s breasts and began to play with them as Robert was now out of the picture. Annie was pleasuring Emma once again as her touches made her shiver and coo. Annie thought to herself, ‘being with a woman ain’t too bad.’

Robert wasn’t sure what was going on with Emma. He wasn’t sure if she knew about Annie and him or if she was just jealous of Annie. Robert moved over to the chair in the bedroom as he watched the two of them together caressing each other’s bodies and private parts. Robert couldn’t believe his luck as he stroked his cock watching both women he was fucking eating each other’s pussies and fingering each other.

After several minutes Robert became impatient again. Plopping down on the bed on his back he begged the two girls, “Come on girls my buddy here is getting lonely.” Robert stroked his cock and both girls removed their faces between each other’s legs. Their mouths were wet and had big smiles of enjoyment on them. They both picked a side of Robert’s cock then went down on him sharing his cock evenly.

Annie had stopped her assault on his cock for a moment and said to Emma, “Do you want to sit on Robert’s cock baby?”

Emma said, “You know what – I fucked his brains out twice last night. Why don’t you take his cock first – take it out for a test drive to see if you like it or not.”

Annie didn’t argue with Emma and climbed up on top of Robert’s thick cock. Robert’s cock slipped inside of her like her pussy was made for him. Annie rode him slowly and sensual as possible enjoying the feeling of being filled to capacity. She leaned forward and exposed her ass to Emma and Emma took advantage the situation and licking two fingers one joined Robert’s cock in her pussy while the other found her asshole. Annie took it in stride as it took several minutes to get used to having both of her holes filled and being pounded. Robert’s cock felt amazing as it was separating her vagina walls. The mixture of pleasure and slight pain brought Annie to orgasm rather quickly.

Robert could feel both of Emma’s fingers inside of Annie and the sensation was like magic he never felt so good being inside of a woman before. Months ago when they had a second guy in the bedroom Robert wanted no part of the double penetration that Emma so wanted. He felt it would like being gay or something. Now he realized how foolish he was, the feeling a second cock on the other side of Emma’s membrane that separates her asshole and pussy would have probably felt even better. As it stood now he could feel Emma’s fingers alternating between his thrusts upwards into Annie’s sopping wet pussy. When Annie could no longer take Emma’s assault she came up off of Robert and Emma grabbed Robert’s cock and sucked the pussy juices off of his cock and Annie said, “I was wrong to fuck him first I’m sorry he’s your man. He’s nice and hard why don’t you show me how you fuck him.”

Emma was very glib, “I never fuck my man. I make love to my man.” Emma climbed on top of Robert as he realized that at this point he was just a pawn for the two women. Emma was quickly on top of her man and his wet cock still had trouble pushing inside of her. Looking down deep into Robert’s eyes and making that special connection between them she said, “I’m sorry honey – I’m sorry I’m just too tight for your big cock honey. I’m sorry that you just can’t slip in so easily like you did with Annie!!”

Annie was taken aback by Emma’s little quip and she then realized that she was truly in a battle for Robert. “Well, I have to admit when you don’t have a boyfriend like yours you have to try a lot of dick until you find the one that makes your head spin.” She knelt next to Emma and kissed her on lips, “I am sorry that I fucked him first after all he is your man. I just got too excited about seeing if I could take him inside of me that’s all I swear.”

Emma looked down at Robert, “I guess I’m just lucky then aren’t I?” When Robert’s cock was finally deep inside of Emma she was grinding on top of Robert it was the one thing that she knew that could get her off quickly.

Annie then returned the favor by slipping her pinky finger into Emma’s asshole. “Oh God Robert her asshole is so tight can you actually get inside of her? I mean you do fuck her asshole?”

Robert looked at Annie figuring he better compliment Emma, “It’s the best ass in the world.”

Annie pulled out and smacked Emma’s ass hard and fast, “You like my finger in your ass with his big cock in your pussy?” Annie pushed her finger back inside, “You’re ass is so tight and I can feel Robert’s cock in your pussy!!! This is so hot, thank you for sharing Robert with me tonight.”

Robert looked deep into Emma’s eyes and gave her the same look he gave Annie just a few minutes before, “I love you so much baby. Thank you for doing this.” Robert was once again getting that bubbling feeling in the base of his cock as both girls were pleasuring him in ways that he never imagined before. I mean they were just basically making love to him but watching the two of them fight for his cock made him feel like he was an Adonis.

After a few minutes Annie was becoming jealous of Emma and just like two young girls who wanted to play with the same toy said, “Come on it’s my turn now.”

Robert said, “I have an idea. The both of you get on all fours at the end of the bed and I can take turns fucking both of you at the same time.”

The girls did as they were told and Robert quickly compared their asses. Emma’s was round, hard and tight and although Annie was just a few years older she had just a little junk in the trunk thing going on. Robert impaled his cock inside of Annie’s pussy first grabbing her hips as Annie began to meet is thrusts backwards to meet Robert’s long hard thrusts. “You feel amazing Annie. I am so glad that decided to join the two of us tonight.”

Annie was quite for a few seconds but then the constant pounding and his cock going deep inside of Annie brought goose bumps all over her body and she began to convulse wildly next to Emma as could feel the beginnings of an orgasm building up inside of her, “Oh baby, your cock feels so fucking good inside my pussy!!!” Emma took the high road and wanted to help Annie as she got on her back and pushed herself between her legs and looking up watching her mans cock destroying her pussy began to lick her clit. Then Annie screamed with pleasure as she felt the warm rush of her orgasm travel down her love canal over Robert’s shaft and began to drip out onto Emma’s tongue. Emma like a starving kitty cat licked at the base of her vagina as Robert’s cock slowly slid out supplying Emma with Annie’s sustenance.
Emma let go of Annie’s thighs and she and Robert moved to the front of the bed and sat down. Annie spread her legs exposing her clit she looked to Emma, “Come on Emma here’s your chance come and eat my pussy baby.”

Emma moved down and could smell the pungent aroma of her pussy and how much Robert’s cock stretched her vagina open nice and wide. Emma’s tongue went to work and it took two strokes of her tongue as Annie felt her pussy pushing her juices flow out onto Emma’s tongue as cleaned up the mess inside of her.

Emma felt strange having her head being pulled between Annie’s legs and Robert reached down and pushed Emma’s mouth towards his cock, “Come on Emma don’t you want to taste her pussy on my cock?”

Emma’s face was smacked with Robert’s very wet cock and she actually smiled for the first time and grasping his shaft Emma began licking her boyfriends cock. Annie was turned on by Emma’s need to suck on Robert, “That’s it baby lick and suck his cock. You like what your boyfriend did to me? You like the way my pussy tastes on his cock?”

Emma couldn’t speak with her mouth full of cock, “Hmmm-mmm.” When Emma felt that she cleaned enough she put Robert’s cock back inside once again. Robert grabbed Emma’s knees and pulled them back to her shoulders and he was finally in control of her pussy. Robert’s cock looked like a blur as he pounded her pussy.

Annie pulled Emma’s hair bringing her up to her face, “Let me taste my pussy from your mouth!!!” Emma didn’t know what was coming over her as she wasn’t a lesbian and before any of this happened she had decided that she was just going to be a voyeur tonight but something deep inside was really enjoying being with both of them. As Emma and Annie were kissing one another passionately she finally broke away from Emma, “Do you want his cock in your ass? I want to see him fuck you in the ass!!”

Robert was denied finishing once again each time he was ready to explode one or both girls wouldn’t let him finish. Robert only needed a few more pumps inside of Emma’s wonderful hot pussy and he would have shot his load inside of her instead he was watching Emma climbing on top of him. He knows that she doesn’t like anal sex with him because she is so tight but Emma surprised Robert as his head was easing inside of her. “Easy honey – take your time.”

Annie now on the side of the bed was watching Roberts head trying to pry open the outer walls of Emma’s asshole, “Come on Emma work your asshole down his cock. You feel how wet his cock that’s our orgasms on it? It looks so good, it actually glistening in the moonlight like that.”

Emma looking down at Robert said, “Please push your cock up I want you to bury it deep inside of me honey.” Emma sat straight up and she felt Robert’s balls on her tight ass cheeks and began bouncing up and down ever so gingerly.

Annie wanting to be a part came over and kissed Robert on the lips and then it was Emma’s turn. Annie was kissing both of them passionately as she watched Emma’s face grimace in pain, “Come on little girl you can take all of him. Just relax your sphincter muscle honey his cock will do the rest trust me.”

Emma could only bounce a little longer as the pain was too much and Annie said, “I guess it’s my turn to fuck his cock – you want to fuck my asshole too?”

Emma released Robert’s cock from its constraints and with his cock in the open air Annie said, “Before I put it in my ass can I please taste her asshole on your cock?”

Robert smiled, “Yeah why don’t you help her Emma and both of you suck my cock.”

Annie was sucking Robert’s cock and Emma looked down at Robert all dejected and said, “I’m sorry I have such a fragile ass honey!!” Then she joined her counterpart as she pushed Annie off of his cock and said, “This is mine and I want to taste my ass too.”

Robert was treated to having two gorgeous asses propped up in front of his face. He could smell their pussies and he noticed the small gape he created with Emma’s asshole. The girls were sharing his cock going back and forth between their mouths. Robert opened Annie’s asshole and as he ogled her pucker hole and a rush of blood re-entered his shaft while it was in Emma’s mouth. Robert didn’t want this to end just yet and said, “Come on Annie it’s your turn.”

Annie spun around so her ass was next to Robert’s cock and she turned on her side. Robert loved fucking Annie in the ass only because it hurt Emma too much. With Annie though she was a pro having Roberts cock in her asshole. They have been fucking for the past five months cheating on Emma and the one thing that Robert enjoyed the most was taking Annie’s asshole. Then Annie slipped one more time or she did it on purpose, “I know you like in my ass so push it deep inside me honey!!!”

Emma’s pang hit her heart yet once again knowing that she was the jilted lover here but she didn’t let on this time as she took her boyfriends cock and helped him guide it into the woman that he was cheating with. “Here let me help you honey. Let me see how to do this the right way.”

Opening her leg exposed Annie’s pussy one again and said, “Emma come play with my clit and pussy – you did such a good job the last time.”

As Robert’s cock entered into his secret lovers asshole his cock became like a hot steel pipe pumping in and out of Annie’s asshole like it was her pussy. This was the one hole that Robert loved the most then Robert inadvertently let more incriminating evidence slip from his mouth, “Honey I love fucking your asshole, it’s the best that I’ve ever fucked!!! I love being inside of you so much.”

Robert pulled out as he felt his orgasm begin to bubble in his shaft. He then pushed Annie on her back and he mounted her once again with his cock impaling her asshole. Annie’s legs were spread in a straight line from east to west tightening her sphincter muscle around Robert’s cock then she clenched her ass cheeks even more to make her hole as tight as she could make it and Annie looked at Emma, “Come sit on my face – let me kiss your pussy and get you off.”

Robert’s concentration went back to Annie’s asshole as Emma sat on Annie’s face and she began to grind on her mouth from her clit all the way back to her asshole. Emma leaned forward and whispered into Robert’s ear, “I hope you’re enjoying yourself!! I have to admit you’re doing so much better than I thought you would. Is it everything you imagined it would be to fuck me and a stranger at the same time honey?”

Robert kissed Emma on the lips, “It is and more just knowing that you are sharing all of this with me has made me the happiest man in the whole world. Thank you I love you so much.”

Emma closed her eyes as Robert was playing with her breasts. All three were doing their best to provide the best pleasure they could to get each one of them off. Then Emma was the first to let out a primal scream, “Damn it Annie you have a wonderful tongue!!!!” Emma slapped Robert gently on the side of the face and pulled him in closer, “I want you to finish by fucking my pussy.”

Robert said, “But – Bbbbut I’m so close –“He could feel that once again that he was ready to yet pop again and thus far he wasn’t able to achieve the only thing he was really good at.

Emma said, “That’s okay I want your cock that has my ass stain and Annie’s ass too now fuck my pussy!!!”

Emma went down on the bed and spread her legs and Robert very reluctantly pulled out of Annie, “I want to finish with my girl is that okay?”

Annie noticed how disappointed he was to have to fuck Emma one last time but said, “As long as you finish in my mouth!!”

Emma looked at her, “Deal you can have it. I get enough of it!! I don’t mind my mother always told me to share my toys.”

Robert looking at Emma wanted to finally orgasm and he pushed hard and deep inside of Emma and said, “So, I’m your toy?”

Emma smiled as she helped him slip inside of her pussy, “If you haven’t noticed you’ve always just been my toy!!!” Emma watched as Robert’s face had a sudden quirk on it and she knew that she cut him to the quick. Emma wanted to make sure he felt the same pain she has been having during this whole time.

Robert began to thrust hard and deep inside of Emma as Robert was trying to make an impression. Annie knew something was wrong with Robert as he never fucked her with such animal like passion. Robert was displaying this animalistic look on his face and the way he was pounding Emma it was something Annie had never seen from him before. Annie put her head on Emma’s stomach, “Come on Robert finish in my mouth. I want you to fill my mouth with your cum. I know her pussy feels spectacular and you don’t want to leave her special love canal but I want your salty seed baby. Come on give to me pull out and finish inside my mouth.”

Robert felt his orgasm at the base of his shaft and pulled out, “Annie!!! I’m going to cum baby you wanted it so here it comes open your mouth?”

Annie once again let something slip, “Just like every time with you – Yeah, I want to taste it all. Fill my mouth!!” Annie opened her mouth and jerked his shaft until he exploded in her mouth.

Emma squirmed from underneath of Robert as she watched Annie take the full brunt of Robert’s orgasm. After Robert felt there was nothing left he fell backwards on the bed, “Oh damn ladies that was incredible!!! I wish we could do this all the time.”

Annie moved to Emma and kissed her on the lips. Emma opened her mouth, “Come on Annie snowball my mouth.” Annie pushed some of Robert’s cum into her mouth. Emma fell next to Robert and smiled at him then Annie fell on her back as all three were exhausted. Emma looked over at Robert and smiled at him once again and kissed him on the lips and then deposited a small portion of his salty orgasm into his mouth.

Robert spit it out of his mouth and used the sheet to clean his tongue, “What the FUCK EMMA!!!! Why did you do that?”

Emma said, “I just wanted you to share everything. I’m sorry. I’m going to take a shower if you want to fuck Annie in the asshole and finish again you can be my guest.” Emma got up and went to the bathroom. Emma was testing Robert to see who he would choose. Emma waited for Robert to join her but he never came. That was the last straw he chose Annie over her and a few minutes later she heard Annie screaming in ecstasy.

When Emma came out of the bathroom she noticed Annie and Robert spooning on the bed sleeping together. Emma very quietly began to collect her things from Robert’s apartment. She made several trips from his apartment down to her car then she heard Robert snoring and knew he wouldn’t wake until the alarm went off at 4:50 a.m. when he had to get up to go to work.

Emma sat at the kitchen table and wrote a note telling Robert to never contact her again and that she knows that Annie and Robert were having an affair. The final line of the note said, ‘Don’t worry about me you were just a boy who had a nice toy that I’m tired of playing with. You are now free of me to share your toy with as many whores as you like. As for you Annie if you would like a chance at some alone time with me you can get my phone number from the ‘A-hole.’ With that Emma stood up with what was left of her dignity and walked out of Robert’s life forever.

End Part 8

Hold tight folks now that our protagonist is free where oh where could she end up? Well you are going to have to stay tuned and find out. Don’t forget that Carina and her father Mark are planning an alone trip to Rutgers while Maria and her son are going to be left home all to themselves. What to do what to do? Again I appreciate all of you taking the time to see what comes out of my sick perverted mind. I hope that you enjoyed and if you have suggestions please don’t hesitate as the ending is yet to be written

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