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Death and love go hand in hand.

Paradise Valley, Fort Kearney

“Eeeiiiee eee eeet,” the beautiful tinkling call of a blackbird sang from the top of a cattail in the river. Silver Quail looked up and smiled.

“I can make you a whistle like that out of a willow branch. I love blackbirds, they are so beautiful,” Silver Quail said from where they sat by the river. They had willow branches all around them. Nancy had a taller pile because she was a slower worker. They each had a four-foot-long cone of branches in their laps with willow funnels hidden inside the mouth. Silver Quail’s was almost complete. Nancy was an hour away from completing her fish trap. They worked side by side in companionable silence. The warm sun drew familiar fragrances from Silver Quail’s buckskin dress. Bees, flies, and white fluff dotted the golden rays of morning sunlight shining down upon the river. A humming bird investigated the bright colors of Nancy’s dress, before flying off to find flowers.

“There,” White Quail pointed. The blackbird flew up and disappeared. The cattails near where it sat were waving, although there was no wind. “Do you see that?”

“Yes,” Nancy said, shading her eyes. “What is it?”

“A trout, perch, or catfish, most likely. A very large fish. Fish play and spawn out here in the yellow sand, but their food is hidden in the reeds. They have hidden pathways inside the reeds that only they know about. If you watch, you can find these pathways.”

“So that’s where you will hide your trap?” Nancy said in comprehension, while biting her lip. She took great pains in weaving her fish trap tight with it’s many rings of willow branches.

“It is, but we will look for one more, a place for you. There, that’s good enough,” Silver Quail sat her fish trap on the sand beside her. She took up another large willow branch and bent it into an oval. As she added more branches, her oval became almost flat.

“Yours is deformed,” Nancy giggled.

“No, this one is different. It’s for crawdads. Easy to crawl into, impossible to escape. It requires a very delicate weave.”

“Crayfish?” Nancy asked in disgust.

“My god yes,” Silver Quail had adopted the phrase from Nancy.

“I will let you eat one first,” Nancy shivered.

“I have eaten many. Those who can find and trap crayfish are considered very skillful in my tribe. It’s one of the best foods on earth. Catch as many as you can, dry the extras for the winter. They are heavenly in soups.” Silver Quail waded out and pushed her trap to the bottom of the river. She waved Nancy forward and pointed out another likely spot.

“What about that one?” Nancy pointed at the crayfish trap.

“That’s why I brought the stinking quail heads,” Silver Quail smiled. She tossed the four heads into the trap, then pinned the trap to the bottom of the river with a long forked stick. They watched for a moment to make sure nothing drifted away, then returned to the ranch. There wasn’t much going on, the girls were hunting food, the men were driving 30 head of cattle to Ft. Kearney for sale. Silver Quail had collected dandelions for planting in the front yard, and Nancy had collected a few daisies. Both were edible. Rather than completing the dreaded picket fence, Silver Quail and Nancy had brought in stones from around the ranch. They dragged the stone boat around behind a horse to smooth out the potholes in the much-used road, then used the stones to build a low fence around front yard to keep horses out. They spent the rest of the morning planting. It was hard for Nancy to keep up with Silver Quail’s brutal pace, but she was determined to gain Silver Quail’s magnificent figure and her wiry strength.

“There, those yellow mushrooms growing in a clump,” White Fawn pointed in excitement. She dropped the reins of their basket-ladened horse and pointed.

“They are everywhere,” Willow Bud exclaimed. “My tribe comes from the desert, we have no mushrooms,” Willow Bud bent to collect the best of the plentiful mushrooms.

“I don’t think I’d like the desert. No, get them all, we will dry the extras,” White Fawn bent to pick the handful of chanterelles which Willow Bud had left behind. She suddenly found her face an inch from the other girl’s.

“You . . . you have to be careful,” White Fawn whispered, “there is another one that looks like these, but they will make you sick,” she looked from Willow Bud’s eyes to her mouth. “I will show you the difference later.”

“Ok,” Willow Bud was poised like a frightened deer.

“I like the huge puff balls and any which grow on a tree the best. There are no poisonous varieties.”

“I see,” Willow Bud moved no closer, or farther away. She simply waited.

“Do you know how to kiss?” White Fawn whispered.

“Oh yes, the white men teach me,” Willow Bud snarled. White Fawn dropped the mushrooms into the basket with lax fingers. She moved closer to Willow Bud and pressed her lips against the Ute girl’s. They became very animated, as they twisted and twined. Slowly they sank to the ground and continued the kiss, tightly locked in each other’s arms. Being ever frugal, White Fawn set the basket of mushrooms aside so it would not get dumped.

Willow Bud slid to her back on the ground, with White Fawn on top of her. They kissed silently for several minutes, then White Fawn’s hands went to Willow Bud’s breasts. They were large and firm in her hands. She liked them immediately. As she massaged first one breast, then the other, Willow Bud withered beneath her. White Fawn lowered her mouth and licked Willow Bud’s right breast. It was salty and subtly scented. She sucked the end of Willow Bud’s breast into her mouth, while breathing loudly. She finally pulled her mouth off and captured the stiffened nipple.

“I’ve never done this before,” Willow Bud warned.

“Don’t worry, I have,” White Fawn said with a smile. She leaned across the girl and started on her left breast. After several more minutes White Fawn wanted more. She was shaking, nervous, and very horny. She quickly slid Willow Bud’s skirt up her slender legs and found the abundant pussy hair beneath it. Willow Bud had her legs tightly closed. White Fawn gently pried them open, revealing a large, well-defined pussy. It was already glistening with juice. Willow Bud was ready.

White Fawn pushed Willow Bud’s right leg aside and crawled up between them. She caressed the abnormally large pussy lips with the tips of her fingers and Willow Bud withered beneath her. White Fawn brought her fingers up to her nose and sniffed, while looking Willow Bud in the eyes, then she slid the fingers inside her mouth and sucked on the juices. Willow Bud’s eyes widened. White Fawn pressed the wet lips of Willow Bud’s pussy open with her thumbs and sank her face between her legs. She showed no hesitation when her lips touched Willow Bud’s moist box and kissed it, first in one place then another, with loud, slow kisses. The tip of her tongue slid inside Willow Bud and the girl arched and gasped, the first sound she had made.

White Fawn stopped and tasted the fluids on her tongue, deciding they were unique and good. She sealed her mouth over Willow Bud’s pussy and began sucking and tonguing, while she worked her face from side to side. Willow Bud heaved up off the dry leaves and fed her sensitive pussy to White Fawn’s eager lips. She panted and cried as the tongue flashed around inside her, sending fire and electricity to all parts of her body. She looked down with desperate eyes, looking right into the smiling eyes of White Fawn. She hissed something in her own language, then arched more and closed her eyes. Her hands were full of dry leaves. Her heels dug into the fresh black earth. White Fawn wet two fingers in Willow Bud’s pussy and began sliding them in and out of the girl. She whimpered and thrashed, feeling more stimulation in her pussy than she had ever felt before.

The steady sound of White Fawn’s tongue and Willow Bud’s panting breath blended with the bird calls around them. The horse snorted and shook it’s head, then stepped forward in search of food. A squirrel chattered at the horse, standing so close to its tree. The horse ignored it, munching quietly, then dropped its head to pull more grass.

The steady sound of White Fawn’s tongue flicking in wet pussy flesh, was being matched with small cries coming from Willow Bud. This was unusual since few Indian girls allowed themselves to make sounds during sex. This told White Fawn that Willow Bud was very stimulated. She was enjoying herself a lot, according to her movements. White Fawn enjoyed the girl’s flavor and warmth. She could feel heat coming from the girl’s pussy and those nethery soft thighs on each side of her head. Occasionally Willow Bud raised her thighs and clamped them tightly over White Fawn’s small ears. White Fawn loved the softness and warmth, but it was hard to breathe and manipulate her stroking fingers.

Willow Bud also felt fire. The warning fires of an approaching orgasm.

“Achee,” she hissed, giving White Fawn a desperate look. “Es caliente,” she whispered in Spanish, signifying that her orgasm was near. White Fawn nodded with smiling eyes. She never took her eyes off the beautiful Ute girl, as her mouth worked in her pussy. She liked the control she had over the girl. It was amazing what she could get people to do, simply by stimulating their genitalia. White Fawn mashed her fingers inside the girl right up to the knuckles, while concentrating only on her clit, with her tongue. Willow Bud was thrashing around noisily in the dry leaves. It would only be moments now.

White Fawn held her fingers still, allowing the girl to fuck herself on her stationary fingers. Willow Bud pushed hard against the fingers, unable to escape the seeking tongue. Then she stiffened and sat up as her loins exploded.

“Aaaeeee,” she screamed in an uncharacteristic manner. She shivered, holding her breath, while looking at White Fawn with large, frightened eyes. She gaped for breath twice, before her orgasm lessened and she fell back to the ground panting, shaking as each wave of pleasure swept over her body.

“Wow, you were really . . . ” White Fawn was stopped as Willow Bud sat up and pulled her into a passionate kiss.

“El tuyo por siempre,” Willow Bud whispered harshly, before she melted against White Fawn’s body.

White Fawn knew Spanish pretty well, but she was not sure if Willow Bud was declaring her love, or their marriage.

“Where’s the fort?” Tall Elk asked as they rode along behind a line of wagons and oxen. They arrived at Ft, Kearney, but it was not what Tall Elk had expected.

“All those shacks are the fort. They have no fences or watchtowers,” Rusty smiled. It was easy to drive the cattle in the midst of the westward advance to Oregon. The cattle simply fell into step with the cattle and horses around them.

“Who do we see?” Tall Quail asked uncomfortably. Despite his short hair and cowboy hat, he was getting a few suspicious looks. It didn’t matter that the Sioux were not at war with the white men, an Indian was an Indian in some eyes.

“Look for the flag, partner.”

“The flag?”

“Sure thing. A big flapping piece of cloth just full of colors, blue like the sky, white like snow, and red like blood. You can’t miss it.”

“Ah, there,” Tall Elk pointed at a three-room sod-covered house with a flag above it.

They sold the cattle for 20 dollars per head. It seemed that the men at Ft. Kearney were starving and the Colonel was eager for all the beef they could round up. He made them promise to bring more, before he would allow them to leave. With so much money in their pockets, they were wary as they stepped into the Sutler’s store and ordered drygoods. While a clerk loaded their packhorses, Rusty passed the time over a whiskey. Tall Elk was more interested in the weapons displayed on the wall. He was interested because they were the same weapons they had taken from the men attacking the ranch. This was unusual since there were several thousand small arms suppliers sending guns to American and out west. The chance of seeing two alike was slim. These were top of the line muzzle loading rifles. He displayed the rifles marked with J. H. Hall on top of the breach, as Rusty looked around. Rusty’s eyes went to the store owner, then back to Tall Elk. He nodded for Tall Elk to return the rifle to its place on the wall.

“I picked up a few weapons after a Ute attack,” Rusty said casually. “Know of anybody who needs one?”

“Some boys out on the 3L where in looking for guns. Mine were too pricey for them.”

“I know the ranch, ours is next to it,” Rusty nodded, finishing his drink. He turned and Tall Elk started to join him at the door, when a man blocked the door. The man swept his coat aside and reached for his pistol. In a flash, both pistols covered him. He jumped and raised his hands, slowly backing through the doors. He turned and disappeared.

“By any chance is that one of them?” Rusty called.

“Reg never works. He just waits. Appears you were the ones he was waiting for this time,” the bartender polished a glass and set it on the shelf.

“Seen him talking to anybody?”

“Not likely. I’d appreciate not getting my inventory shot up, if you gents have business elsewhere. I started out with a plank, a wooden barrel, and a pewter cup. I don’t want to start over again.”

Rusty laughed and saluted. He stepped to the door and peeked out. There were passing pilgrims for as far as the eye could see, plodding, driving teams, struggling to keep up with the dust shrouded wagons ahead of them. Barefoot children herded goats, sheep, and even a few ducks, along behind the wagons. A few squealing children played, running between pedestrians, cattle, and horses. Rusty saw the Colonel and two sergeants standing beside the trail, watching the pioneers passing, speaking occasionally and nodding to them all. He was in a good mood because the cook had just slaughtered a beef, and he was awaiting his steak.

“Looks clear,” Rusty said to Tall Elk.

“My hackles are standing up,” Talk Elk said, looking at their horses tied to the railing. “They’re out there.”

“Mister, if you were to lay for a guy, where would you do it?” Rusty asked. The bartender chewed his tobacco for a moment and spat.

“Over west of here. It looks flat but there’s a gully.”

“Thanks. Well there’s no time like the present,” Rusty smiled. They pulled their guns and stepped out. Once outside they slid up against the poles supporting the porch and looked to the west. It was hard to see between the pioneers, which meant it would be hard for the ambushers to see as well. It was a stupid place for an ambush. They each had their riding horse and two pack horses to lead. It would take some doing.

“There,” Rusty said in satisfaction. Tall Elk had already seen the flash of light off metal, probably from the polished gold band on a musket. They looked from the ambushers to the approaching team of twenty oxen pulling massive double wagons. If they timed it right . . . Both men rushed forward as the first oxen covered their actions. They jerked the reins, and the ropes of the pack horses, and ran around the side of the building. They mounted and tied off the pack horses to their saddles. They kicked their horses into action, running behind the headquarters building and turning northeast. In a moment they were out of sight.

The setting sun was 30 seconds from disappearing behind the nearby hillside. Silver Quail brought her coffee out to the steps of the porch and enjoyed the cool evening breeze as the last tendrils of light rose on the barn and disappeared above its roof. Nancy soon joined her on the steps with her own cup.

“It’s a nice night,” Silver Quail took a sip with a smile.

“I wish somebody would show up. I want to check the traps when there’s an audience around,” Nancy chuckled.

“Let’s leave them for tomorrow, there will be more food that way. Either the girls found lots of food, or they got sidetracked. I could get sidetracked with that little Ute girl myself,” Silver Quail smiled. Nancy lifted an eyebrow, nodding in agreement.

“I have a few things to say to Mister Rusty North when he returns,” Nancy gulped her coffee and set the cup on the porch.

“I can’t believe you two lived together for so long and never did anything,” Silver Quail laughed.

“I can’t either,” Nancy giggled. “It seems silly now. It’s funny how people can change in such a short time. By our standards I got raped a week ago, but I think of them as past lovers and find myself wishing they would come back for more.”

“So what happened while we were gone?”

“Four men broke into the house. White Fawn killed one, the other three surrendered. We sent them on their way without saddles or weapons, as we promised. We also made them take along the dead man. It really wasn’t a big deal, thanks to White Fawn. I’m learning a lot from your daughter.”

They were interrupted by two bearded men passing in a tarp-covered wagon. They waved and the men waved in return. Both men gawked at the women until they turned the corner at the far end of the valley.

“Men,” Silver Quail scoffed. “You’d think they’d never seen a woman.”

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, missy, but we are mighty fine looking women,” Nancy laughed. They took their cups and went inside to cook the evening meal.

“I didn’t think they’d be outside,” Happy Smith whined, looking at the driver of the wagon. “They might recognize us.”

“Aw, who cares. Once we deliver this wagon to 3L they will all be dead anyway. Sit down, Smith,” the driver growled.

“Seems like an awful bad waste of good women,” Smith growled. “Ever think we might be on the wrong side of this fight?”

“If I thought you were serious, I’d shoot you were you sat,” the driver growled, biting a piece off his tobacco.

“Don’t forget, I have a gun too,” Smith glared.

“Yeah, without it you’d be useless.”

“Keep it up, Cole, and I’ll be riding alone.”

There was grass for as far as they could see. Tall Elk spotted the far away trace of smoke, which signified a camp or house. They pulled right off the road and made their way toward the smoke. It was a desolate little house with a corral, fallen outbuilding, an outhouse, and a haphazard corral which barely did its job. A huge rocky hill was centered behind the house. The only inviting thing about the house was the well out front. They needed water.

Tall Elk rode left, and Rusty to the right. They approached the little sod-topped house carefully, surveying the outbuilding and livestock as they approached. The corral had only one broken down plow horse in it. A dark-skinned girl came from the front door, shading her eyes. She had a scarf around her head and wore a thigh length dress with bare feet.

“Mexican?” Rusty asked.

“Si.”

“Hola,” Rusty shouted at the house.

The girl waved them forward. Her eyes flashed over them and their outfits. They bulged slightly as they hovered on their pack horses.

“This one is hungry,” Rusty warned in a whisper. “Stay wary, Indian.”

“Si,” Tall Elk muttered. The girl noticed everything. Her eyes went to Rusty’s unmoving figure, as Tall Elk climbed from his horse. Tall Elk stood behind the saddle, watching the house, while Rusty climbed down from his mount. She smiled slightly and waved them inside.

“Do you want to ride on?” Rusty asked, licking his lips as he watched the sway of her hips.

“Do you?” Tall Elk challenged.

“No. I’m a damned fool, but no I don’t.”

“Me either. I like beans.”

“Yeah,” Rusty smiled. “I’ll take care of the horses and look around. You do the same inside.”

“I have a wife, white man. Why don’t we trade?”

“Ok,” Rusty smiled again, slapping the ass of his horse as he passed.

Tall Elk took his time with the horses. He piled the packs in the broken down shed and turned the horses loose in the corral. He walked around the back of the house, staring at the ground. The tracks told the story. There was a man in this house, a man who had left early that morning. By the look of the tracks his horse spent most of its time in the corral. That meant he was not a rancher or a hunter, so what was he? They could expect him back at any time. It was a good thing to know.

The sun was just going down when he went inside. Rusty had the woman bent over the table, fucking her from behind. Her face was wet and sexy, her naked breasts bulged against the table between bowls of food, looking extremely sexy. As he darkened the doorway, she turned and looked at Tall Elk. She licked her lips and looked down at his crotch.

“Join us,” Rusty panted, his cock sliding in and out of her moist pussy. “Her name is Jaimica.”

“Do you suck a cock, Jaimica?” Tall Elk asked.

“Always,” she gave him a carnivorous smile.

“When can we expect your man to return?”

“Any time now, but Raul is not my man,” she panted, licking her lips. “He was sent to wait . . . wait for somebody.”

“Does he pay you?”

“No,” she panted, closing her eyes.

“We will,” Tall Elk said, unbuttoning his pants. He pulled his gun and slid it between the top two buttons on his shirt. He wanted no hand over his gun if he had to pull it quickly. Rusty’s was on the floor and unreachable.

Tall Elk closed his eyes and froze, as Jaimica’s warm lips sucked his cock into her mouth. It grew in her mouth and she soon found several inches of his cock sticking from her mouth. Her eyes widened as she surged ahead with each thrust of Rusty’s cock. The undulations of her mouth, and the intense heat, were stimulating him to an ungodly level. He only hoped his wife wouldn’t mind, when he told her. He had an idea she would be more entertained by his tale, rather than offended. After all, his cock was only entering Jaimica’s mouth. And how heavenly it felt there. The heat was crawling from his balls to his ass. He reached down and grabbed Jaimica’s bulging breasts in his hands and luxuriated in their warmth and pliability. In his opinion, they were perfect breasts. The greatest breasts were formed by fat, and unfortunately, Indian women seldom grew fat, so they seldom grew a magnificent set of breasts. Mexican women were famous for them.

Tall Elk watched Rusty’s cock sliding in and out of Jaimica’s pussy. It was slick with her juices, forming a little white foam around the base of his cock. Her ass looked luxurious and sexy, bent over the table between their evening meal.

Tall Elk rolled a tortilla by pulling his hand across it on the plate. He took the rolled tortilla and dipped it into the pot of chili beans. Rusty snorted in laughter, Jaimica giggled around his cock, trying to slap at the food in his hand. With a smile, Tall Elk stuffed the tortilla into his mouth and chewed. “I was hungry,” he smiled.

Jaimica sucked noisily, as Rusty’s thrusts drove her forward on Tall Elk’s cock. The vibrations were driving Tall Elk insane. He petted her bare back with a gentle hand, then captured her breasts again. He loved a good set of breasts.

“Oh lord,” Rusty gasped, his eyes widening. “Oh hell,” he stiffened as his orgasm began building. He pumped into Jaimica’s ass a few more times, then stiffened as his cock began filling her pussy with cum. She shook her head as she sucked Tall Elk’s dick and tried to pull Rusty back into her pussy. But it was too late. Rusty was finished. He backed up and fell into a chair.

“Fuck me?” she begged Tall Elk with pleading eyes.

“I can’t. My wife won’t allow it. Rub against his leg, Jaimica.”

“What?”

“Rusty, bend your knee so she can push back against it,” he motioned for Rusty to pull the chair closer. Rusty did and she sat reluctantly until her pussy contacted his kneecap. Her eyes widened in understanding and she began rubbing back against his knee.

“My god that feels good,” Rusty smiled as her moist pussy opened against his kneecap. He rubbed her ribs in gentle hands and watched her lips working on Tall Elk. Rusty could tell that Tall Elk was getting close to an orgasm, because his face seemed to grow stonier. Tall Elk was now standing in front of Jaimica with his hands on his hips, while she grabbed his ass and pulled his body closer. She bobbed on his cock, turning her head slightly this was and that, while Tall Elk stood like a statue. He hissed once, before his long cock began filling her mouth with sperm. She sucked desperately, pulling her mouth closer with desperate hands. She mashed his firm ass in desperate fingers, while looking up at his face. When she was done, he remained in place for her until she rubbed herself to an orgasm. She buried her face against his abdomen and held on, while her body shook and undulated. She grunted, allowing wave after wave of passion to roll over her sexy body. She stilled for several minutes, while the men waited for the sexy lady to rejoin them. She blinked and pulled her pussy off Rusty’s leg, slowing looking around.

“My god,” she whispered, then crossed herself. “It’s been a long time since anybody . . . cared.”

“You make good food,” Tall Elk shrugged. They laughed while they made themselves presentable, then they all sat down to eat.

The girls returned just before midnight. Talking and giggling, they released the horse into the corral, then dragged the heavy baskets into the house. The house only had three bedrooms, so until Rusty and Nancy could make some permanent arrangement, Willow Bud slept on the stretched cowhide couch at the far side of the kitchen. White Fawn had a homemade mattress on the floor in her parents room. She slid into bed and pulled the covers over her body with a smile.

“Goodnight, mother.”

“Goodnight, little beauty.”

Despite Tall Elk’s claim that an Indian could stand watch in his sleep, the stealthy footsteps of Raul nearly went unnoticed until he stepped on a loose board. Tall Elk’s eyes flew open. He was sleeping on the floor of the kitchen. Rusty was asleep with Jaimica, in her bed. Raul had a knife in his hand, as he approached the bedroom door. Tall Elk could see no gun.

“You overlooked one,” Tall Elk whispered. Raul was fast, very fast. The knife quivered in the wall, as Tall Elk’s gun flashed. The black powder lit the room, then filled it with smoke.

“Adios, Raul,” Tall Elk whispered.

“You too, Indian,” Raul’s voice whispered back. Tall Elk was on his feet immediately. There had been no doubt in his mind that Raul was dead, but somehow he still lived.

“Who sent you here, Raul?”

“Go to hell.”

“Raul, you will die in seconds. The next face you will see is God’s. Is that really how you want to die?”

“No,” Raul finally answered.

“Then tell me. Nancy Perkins is a nice lady and I don’t want to see her die. Tell God you died doing a good deed for a nice lady. It might help.”

“I doubt it,” Raul tried to laugh, but it turned into a coughing fit. “Three L, Major Hearn, Simon Hearn,” Raul whispered.

“Why?”

“All his water is poisoned by black stuff. His cattle die. He started out steeling her cattle to supplement his herd, but it was not enough. He needs her river to survive. He plans on building a dam, which will fill her entire valley with water. He simply needs to blow up a cliff of rock and fall it at the far end of her valley.”

“We’d better get going,” Rusty whispered in concern.

“L . . . last rites?” Raul whispered.

“I’ll do it,” Jaimica whispered, crossing herself. “Then I will give him a proper burial.”

“Here,” Tall Elk fished a gold piece from his pocket.

“No,” Raul pushed Tall Elk’s hand away and pointed at his own pocket. “Two hundred dollars. It’s no good to me,” he said, as he died.

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ambers first time.

This is the story of Amber, one of the newest members of our swingers group. She has only hinted until now about how she participated in her first “office party” during a stay overseas to asia. She would not specify what country this took place in, but it must have been one hell of a country.

Hello there, my name is Amber, and just a ordinary girl, who wound up in a special encounter. I stand a little under 5′ 6′, wear glasses, and best can be described as a dish-blond librarian.

(Her words, not mine. I have seen amber “cut loose” once, and was very impressed. It involved myself, amber, and two other girls at one of our parties. This girl outlasted ALL of us.)

I got a job as a sales handler overseas for a small shipping company. It was just a job, and some excitement of being over seas. I love the asian countries, the people, the culture, and especially the food.

In a nut-shell, what happened before the “office party” of ours, I helped land us a big contract, and by big, I mean worth several million dollars, from a chance encounter with the shippers owner and his friends. This event caused a big celebration for lunch and dinner to be planned, and I was invited to the “special events” that evening if I wanted to. It was not mandatory, but my boss David hinted that it would be rude not to show up, and have some fun.

I agreed, and came to the party that night. We were all to have the next morning off anyways, and I was looking to finally fitting in with the guys. I was the only girl that worked at the company. Now, what I did not know was just how wild this party, and especially the “special events” would be for me.

Nervous at the party would not be too far off. There were all of seven guys, along with David, and over a dozen of the hottest asian babes I have ever seen! I asked david who the ladies were. ( I figured they were related to the guys, maybe their wives or girl friends.) Turns out I was DEAD WRONG, like usual for me.

David explained that the ladies are call-girls, not wives or girlfriends.

“Call girls?” I asked, sipping on a strong glass of wine. Mind you, by this time, I was feeling pretty good. My brain was not functioning like normal, but then again I still was pretty clueless.

“Yes, they are part of the entertainment we have with every office party thrown. By the way, its about time for it to begin. Excuse me a minute.”

David called the gathering to order, quickly introducing the ladies to me, and letting them know I was one of the office workers, and a new intiiate tonight.

Initiate? what was he talking about? what is going on? My brain was getting duller, and the girls and guys applauded as david presented me to them. I did not understand why he was doing it, as the guys already knew me.

David then asked some very personal, and indiscrete questions to me. But like i said, my brain was not working well.

“Amber, we want to know, by chance are you still a virgin or not?”

“Yes I am.” I blurted out before even thinking of it. I was blushing red soon after.

“No being with man or woman? Nothing like that?”

“Nnnnooo.” the blush was getting deeper, and more pronounced. Several of the guys and even the girls were grinning like wolves at me. I was wondering what was going to happen to me.

“How would you like to earn one hell of a bonus for some services here in front of the group?”

“bbbbonus? hhhoww bibbiggg?” my mind is totally spinning now. most likely it was the wine i was drinking taking effect.

He told me how big, and I was immediate in wanting it.

(for the reader, I tried to get amber to be more specific about the amount she was paid, but all she would confirm was that it paid her rent and bills for the next five-months. If you can pry it out of her somehow, please let me know.)

Before I even realized it I stated “What the hell, I’ll do it.”

I then found out what was required of me to see the bonus payment.

“Well amber, were glad you agree to do it for us. All you need to do is have sex with some of the girls and guys here. simple enough?”

Well, I did agree, and guess now I was totally commited. Then it just sunk into my brain what he said. I choked for a moment, in total astonishment! “WHAT!!!”

“Yes, all you need to do is have sex….more specifically is this – you will have to eat pussy, give head, and fuck before all of us here. OH, by the way this also means you will get fucked by some of the men here not only in your pussy, but also in the ass as well. And if we chose, we get to cum all over your body. That is all…now lose the cloths, we want to see some major skin lady. Yours in particular.”

My god what have I gotten myself into now? Everyone started clapping in rythem, and calling for me to “take it all off girl,” “lets see your bush and boobs,” along with the popular cat call of “what you having for lunch?”

Finally getting my nerve up, I slowly, and as sexy as I could, (which was not much), I slid off my dress, and then my underwear. I was completely naked before them. I expected to hear groans of disappointment, because I am very small breasted, and have a very poor tan.

I just stood there, shivering a bit from the air conditioning, I saw the men and women getting undressed as well, and I realised this was going to really become an orgy after all. Gulping again in the extreme, and flushing red, it felt like i was red all over in the most supreme of embarrasment.

One of the women, an knock-dead gorgeous brunette, I mean one shaped just right in all of the right ways and places, came over to me. I just kept staring at that beautiful nude body of hers, especially her breasts and erect nipples.

She led me over to a chair, and gently sat me down in front of David. He just smiled at me as he played with his big cock. “Okay amber, time to begin the party. “

Well, I took it into my hands and started stroking it along its lenght, and bent my mouth over it, slowly taking it in as far as I could. I did not like the taste at first, but got used to it after awhile. David started groaning a bit as I sucked as hard as I could.

The lady next to me told me how to use my tongue on it to the best effort, and it seemed ot work. Because soon afterward David was really getting into it, I felt a set of hands run down my back to my bottoms, and over my pussy! When I looked back, a lady was smiling, and then ran her tounge over me down there!

IT felt like a electrical shock going up and down my entire body when she did that. I just shivered in delight, and accidently bit David, hard. He just looked at me, grabbed the sides of my head, and pushed deeper into my mouth.

While all of this was going on with me, the others were getting into a full scale office party orgy! Clothing was everywhere, as was pussy eating, cock sucking, and the beginning of a true fuck fest.

I kept sucking on davids cock, and must have been doing something right, as he was groaning in pleasure from it. The lady kept fingering and licking at my pussy, and I felt like my body was beconing on fire! It was all I could do to pay attention to what I was doing with david. I was finding it more difficult to breath, and pulled david out of my mouth. I got to where I could not take much more, and realized that the groaning I was hearing nearby was actually ME!

I have never felt anything like this sensation before, and still cannot fully describe what a first-time orgasm was like. (Amber joked at this point saying that if a man had a orgasm like a woman does, the man would be a burned out husk. Knowing her I am inclined to believe it.)

I was getting covered in sweat, and my pussy was damp with cum. David pulled me back over his cock,and made me go back to work on it. A minute later, he came in my mouth, and I accidentaly swallowed most of it. David just grinned at me, then bent over and picked me up bodily. He swung me onto the couch, and started eating out my pussy like the lady did. But he was more rough and intense, He had me cumming again before much time passed.

“Now for the real fun amber, get over on your stomach please.”

I did as he asked, not sure what was going on now. I assumed some other girl was going to eat me out as well. But one of the guys came over behind me, smacking me on my butt, and pushed his cock up to my pussy.

“Your right david, she is going to be a tight little one for some time.” I heard him say.

That is when I realized what was going to happen. I just gritted my teeth togeather and tensed up for pain to come. And it did HURT! I thought I was going to be ripped in half when he pushed into me! He did not go slow or anything like that, he just pushed and pushed and pushed, as quickly and hard as possible.

I screamed and cried from the pain, that was all I felt as he pumped his cock in and out of my pussy. The tears were flowing from my eyes, and all I felt was pain, no pleasure at all. This was not what other women had told me it would be like.

He finally pulled out of me and came all over my butt. His last word to me, before going onto another lady was to call me a “Major fucking bitch. You are now a worthless little peice of trash, and a whore at the same time.”

David and the other men jumped all over him for this comment, and he left soon after.
(Amber said the next day he was fired for “personal reasons related to conduct unfit for their workers.”)

Now, one of the older gentlemen, whon I will call Samual, took me aside, and was very tender with me. He made love to me in a way that was not painful or quick, but gentle “like it should be done” as he told me. When he fucked me, or more precisely he let me fuck him, he touched me in ways that drove me “WILD!!!!!”

While I thought it lasted only a couple of minutes, It turned out we were doing it for about ten minutes before he came inside of me.

The party broke up later in the evening, I got fucked three more times by the men, and eaten out by two more women. Unfortunately, I could not build up the courage to eat out a ladies pussy in front of everyone else.

When I got home that evening, I had to take a long, COLD shower to “cool off” and get all the cum and sweat off of me,

That was one hell of a party.

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A woman who has never smoked gets a relaxation music CD and is hypnotized to ‘quit smoking.’ Before long, she’s smoking and masturbating as she listens. – – – If you don’t like cigarettes, this obviously isn’t the story for you. – – – Nominated for a Golden Clitoride Award.

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CAUTION – This story includes hypnosis / mind control and lots of cigarette smoking. If that would bother you, please read something else.

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I sighed in relief on Friday afternoon as I left my desk, then walked across the parking lot toward my car. Rose, a new friend from another department, waved and called out; “Hey, Penny! I have something for you.” As I approached her she pulled a CD case from her purse. “This stress relieving music my boyfriend gave me has helped me a lot. I think it can help you. You should listen to it. I don’t want to exaggerate, but it really has changed my life.”

“I don’t think I’ll have time this weekend, but thanks for the offer.”

She had a strangely intense expression on her face as she moved half a step closer. Her nose was only a hand away from mine, and I could smell her perfume and the peppermint candy in her mouth. I felt very uncomfortable, since we’d only known each other a week. She peered into my eyes and assured me, “It’ll change your life for the better. It really will. It even improved my love life. My boyfriend and I are much happier now.” She held my wrist briefly and pushed the CD into my palm, then her expression suddenly changed to a smile. “Have a good weekend, Penny.”

Her overly odd behavior was unsettling. I awkwardly stepped back and replied, “Uh… you too. Thanks.” As she turned and started walking toward her car, I noticed a pack of cigarettes tucked into a pocket of her purse. I wondered why I hadn’t noticed that she smoked. I had only ever tried one puff from a cigarette in middle school and remembered how awful it was. The chemicals and terrible taste made me cough and nearly barf. I wondered why anybody would ever take more than just a single puff to see what it was like.

I climbed into the driver’s seat of my car. There was no label on the CD case and only ‘CD 1’ on the disk. I scoffed knowing good music might put me in a better mood for a little while but there was no way just a song would change my life. I put it in the car’s CD player and turned the key.

Beautiful classical music began playing and I heard a few bird calls. Under the slow and calming orchestra I also heard a waterfall and a very quiet male voice. The soothing words almost blended into the rest of the pleasant sounds. “Put the chaos and worry of your day aside. This is a safe time to relax and feel at peace. Take a few slow deep breaths and you will feel much calmer.”

Being calm and relaxed seemed almost absurd to me. I smiled and chuckled at the sharp contrast from the hellacious pressure I’d been under, finishing a project only three minutes before the end-of-day deadline. I felt the stress starting to melt away.

The man’s deep monotone continued, “You have no worries at the moment and all is well. Close your eyes and focus on your breathing. Fill your lungs slowly, pause a moment, then slowly let it out. This breathing exercise is great for stress relief and can be a big help if you are quitting smoking. Feel your troubles and worries leaving your body as you exhale…” I did as he said and felt quite calm. “Direct your attention to your breathing. With every exhale, more fear and uncertainty leave you. Every inward breath brings you peace and a bit of joy…”

A while later I was in my kitchen putting groceries away. I wasn’t concerned that I had quite hazy memories of shopping and driving home. Everything was peaceful and fine. I was surprised the last item I removed from a bag was a pack of nicotine gum. I wondered why I had gotten it, then remembered I needed to quit smoking. The voice had said it was important to chew at least six pieces of nicotine gum per day to quit smoking. The gum made my tongue tingle. It had a strange taste but I was glad it would help me quit.

After my daughter Melissa said good night and went to her room, I sat in my comfortable recliner to watch a movie. I was a little tired and decided to listen to the music instead, then go to bed early. I put on headphones and turned the volume up loud. It was peaceful and very, very relaxing. The nice voice made me smile. “You have no worries and all is well. Close your eyes and focus on your breathing. Fill your lungs slowly, pause a moment, then slowly let it out. Feel your troubles and worries leaving your body as you exhale. Put a piece of the nicotine gum in your mouth and chew it slowly.” I did as he said and felt much calmer. “Direct your attention to your breathing. As you exhale through your nose you feel stress and negative energy leaving your body. When you inhale through your mouth with your lips open slightly you taste the nicotine gum and enjoy how nice it makes you feel. Like your rhythmic breaths, the gum brings you peace and joy…”

When I woke in the morning I immediately popped a piece of gum in my mouth. The minty tingle and other sensations it gave me were quite nice. After taking care of bathroom necessities, I dropped the gum in the trash and ate a quick breakfast. I put the dishes in the sink, then took two pieces of gum from my purse and put them in my mouth at the same time. So much nicotine made me slightly nauseous but felt truly delightful.

I added a third piece of gum as I started the music and listened to the wonderful voice again. “You have no worries and all is well. Close your eyes and focus on your breathing. Fill your lungs slowly, pause a moment, then slowly let it out. Feel your troubles and worries leaving your body as you exhale. Put a piece of the nicotine gum in your mouth and chew it slowly.” I added a fourth piece to the wad in my mouth. My mouth and throat were tingling and it upset my stomach, but I felt calmer than I had in weeks.

“Direct your attention to your breathing. As you exhale through your nose you feel stress and negative energy leaving your body. When you inhale through your mouth with your lips open slightly you taste the nicotine gum and enjoy how nice it makes you feel. Exhale through your nose feeling the stress and negative energy leaving your body. When you inhale through your mouth with your lips open slightly you taste the nicotine gum and enjoy how good it makes you feel. It’s almost like being in love. Feel the big smile on your lips and the slight tingle between your legs, almost as if you were seeing a lover after a few weeks apart. The gum brings you peace and happiness. When you finish listening to this disk five times, you will talk to the person you got it from. You will ask them for CD number two.”

When I saw Rose before work Monday morning I held up the disk. “You were right. The music is wonderful! It’s helped me calm down so much. Where can I get…”

She smiled and interrupted me. “Disk two is even better! I’m trying to quit smoking and it’s a huge help. Here you go.”

When she hugged me I didn’t mind. I hugged her back briefly and said, “Thanks so much!”

I listened to it at home that night. “All is well and things are fine. Put a piece of nicotine gum under your tongue and chew another. It will help you relax and feel good. Relax now and rest your right hand on your thigh. Enjoy how good the nicotine makes you feel as you slowly move your hand between your legs. That’s it, now move your hand up and down very slowly, enjoying how good you feel. When you inhale through your mouth with your lips open slightly you taste the nicotine gum and enjoy how pleasant it is. Exhale through your nose feeling the stress and negative energy leaving your body.

When you run out of nicotine gum you will buy a pack of menthol cigarettes and smoke three cigarettes a day. It’s very important that you only smoke three a day, since you are quitting smoking. You should go buy cigarettes soon, the longest ones you can find. 100’s will do, 120’s are nice, and any cigarette with a number larger than 120 is even better. If you don’t already have a cigarette lighter, you need to get at least two of them. It’s very important that you are able to light your three cigarettes a day, since you are quitting smoking…”

I had a sex dream with a handsome man licking my pussy as I sucked on a cigarette. He paused and said, “I’m so glad you’re quitting smoking. I love the flavor of your pussy and the smoky taste of your mouth.” In the dream I blew a tasty white cloud at him as he slid two fingers into me and started licking again. I took another delicious puff, then kissed the smoke goodbye as it left my mouth. I woke as I had an orgasm, gasping for breath and feeling wet panties between my legs. I needed a cigarette! I needed one urgently!

I put the last four pieces of gum in my mouth and chewed them as I ran to my car. I drove to a gas station and looked at the cigarette display wondering which brand was best. I saw kings, regulars, 100’s. I kept looking around as the cashier stared at my chest. I smiled as I saw the number 120 on several packs. I ignored the college boy behind the counter as he asked, “Can I get you something?”

There! I saw 164’s! 164 was a big number, so they should be very good. I pointed to them. “A pack of menthol 164’s please.”

As he reached for them I reconsidered.

“No, make it three packs. And a couple of lighters.”

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Frank bribes the Director of the FDA with five hot, busty bimbos to get his support to bring the Bimbo Serum to market.

BimboTech
Chapter Five: Bimbo Wives’ Orgy
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

Delilah Murphy, Senator of the Great State of Indiana

I trembled with excitement. I couldn’t believe what Magnolia had shown me. A serum that turned women into busty airheads—bimbos. It seemed impossible, and yet one stood before me. Annalee Burrell, a woman I had met a few times had transformed from an uptight, straight woman with a pinched face into a blonde bombshell.

A blonde bombshell that was so dumb I had convinced her that she would love licking my ass merely because I was a senator. My pussy clenched in delight. This was wonderful. I could just imagine a bevy of these busty women around me.

That bitch Magnolia knew my weakness for busty women.

The fact I was a lesbian was a closely guarded secret. My husband didn’t even know, though he recognized our marriage was merely for convenience these days. He probably assumed I had my male lovers, and I did not mind the whores he fucked so long as the world didn’t find out. To Indiana, we were a liberal Christian couple, embracing tolerance and progressiveness but still holding to the family values needed to win any position in the Midwest state.

The women of the Rotary Clubs and Fellowship of Church Wives would have an apoplectic fit if they learned I was a lesbian.

A lesbian who loved to have her ass licked.

“Mmm, you’re going to love tonguing my ass,” I moaned as I reached the bed at the center of the penthouse. It was all open, no walls save for the bathroom and a few storage closets. Nothing to hide the naughty fun that went on up here. This was my sanctuary, where I could let my hair down, so to speak, and have fun.

“I will,” Annalee said, her voice breathy with excitement. “Oh, this will be so yummy. I just know it. Thank you for teaching me that ass licking is good.” She clapped her hands together even as her large tits bounced in her low-cut blouse.

I really could get this bimbo to do anything I wanted. Damn, this was hot. This bimbo serum was powerful, and it was in the hands of Frank Jackman, the new CEO of BT Chemicals, a major employer in my state. No wonder Veronica Beigh, the old CEO, looked so different these days.

He bimbofied her and took over her company.

I fell onto the bed on my hands and knees, wiggling my hips at Annalee. Politics and the ramifications of this discovery could wait. I was so horny right now. The moment Magnolia walked in with Annalee, I had been creaming my panties. I wiggled my hips more, beckoning.

“Come lick my ass. Enjoy it.”

“I bet it will taste like gumdrops. Ooh, so sugary good.”

With eager delight, the bimbo fell on me, shoving up my skirt over my ass, revealing the satin panties I wore beneath. She pressed her face into the gusset, nuzzling at my pussy. I groaned as her nose pressed the fabric into my sex. Then she licked up it, sliding her tongue up to my ass. It was a great ass. I worked hard to stay in shape.

Men could get fat in politics and be taken seriously. Women could not.

Annalee cooed behind me as she pressed the panties into the crack of my ass, her tongue licking. I squirmed, the fabric touching my sphincter. Her tongue slid across it, giving me a delicious thrill, her saliva soaking through the fabric as her tongue swirled.

Then I frowned. “What are you doing?”

“Licking your asshole,” she moaned.

“Through my panties?”

“You didn’t say to take them off,” she pouted. “Oh, no, did I do something bad? I’m always doing something bad. It’s why I was poisoned.”

My heart clenched. “Poisoned?”

“Don’t mind that,” Magnolia said. The black-haired beauty leaned against the wall staring at her phone. “Just something I told her to get her to lick my pussy.”

“I was bad so I was poisoned. But if I’m good, Magnolia lets me lick the antidote from her pussy. I try my best to be a goody tushy.”

“Goody two shoes?” I corrected.

“Why would I need two good shoes?” she giggled. “So, um, I should take your panties off and then lick you?”

“God, you are an airhead,” I groaned. “Good thing you have such huge tits. Yes, pull them down then lick my asshole.”

“Roger doger.”

I shuddered as she pulled down my panties, her lips nuzzling at my ass crack. She pressed her face between them and her warm, wet tongue licked across my sphincter. She hesitated for a moment and then licked again.

“Taste sour,” she muttered.

“And it will taste better with every lick,” I panted. “You’ll be an ass-licking slut by the time you’re finished. And that will make you a goody tushy.” I groaned saying those words.

“Oh, goody,” she moaned. “Yay!”

And then she licked my sphincter hard. She really swirled her tongue around it. I gasped, my bowels clenching as her tongue danced over my asshole. She swirled it around, nuzzling, licking, driving me wild. Her tongue fluttered, those delicious, hot tingles racing to my pussy.

My cunt clenched. Juices dribbled down my thighs to my bunched up panties. I shuddered, savoring every wet lick, every soft moan. Her tongue pushed on the tight ring, wiggling into my asshole.

“Yes, eat my ass, bimbo-slut,” I panted. “Oh, you are such a filthy dyke. Mmm, yes, ram that tongue up my asshole. Oh, god, that feels so good. Oh, yes.”

“Yay, I’m doing a good job!”

Her girlish excitement sent a wild shudder through me. She was such a delectable thing. So naughty and delightful. I groaned as she licked harder at my asshole, my pussy growing juicier and hotter. Having a bimbo was intoxicating. I understood why Frank created this serum.

And why Magnolia wanted it for herself.

I groaned, clenching my sphincter around her probing tongue. Her fingers kneaded my ass while her tongue fucked in and out of my bowels. My eyes rolled back as groans escaped my lips. I rocked into her mouth, savoring every moment.

“And finger my cunt, bimbo-slut,” I panted. “Put those dyke fingers to use. Mmm, yes. Lick my ass and finger my twat. Oh, you are one nasty bimbo-slut! Such a good bimbo.”

“Goody tushy bimbo,” she moaned between licks.

Her fingers slid down from my ass and found my trimmed bush. She stroked through the curls and brushed my pussy. I shuddered, a ripple of heat racing out of me. She stroked up and down my slit, parting my folds.

And entered me.

“That’s it,” I panted. “Finger my cunt. Pump them in and out as you devour my ass, you filthy slut.”

“Mmm, yummy,” the slut moaned, tonguing faster and faster. “You’re right. The more I eat the gooder your ass tastes.”

“Better!” I gasped, my back arching, my asscheeks clenching. “Better, you dumb dyke!”

But she didn’t care. She frigged me and licked me, stirring my pussy to a hot froth. I groaned and trembled, my eyes rolling back into my head as the pleasure built inside of me. I savored it, loving how it built and built in me.

Her fingers plunged so deep. My pussy clenched on them, building the orgasm. And then her thumb brushed my clit. She rubbed at it, massaging the bud. She knew what she was doing. My asshole and pussy squeezed down on her tongue and fingers.

I came.

My pussy spasmed as her fingers pumped in and out of my depths. I grunted, clawing at the sheets as the pleasure rushed through me. The bimbo’s tongue rimmed my ass, swirling, licking, sending hot pleasure fluttering through me. I loved it.

“Yes, yes, yes, that’s how you eat a senator’s ass! Oh, you nasty bimbo-slut. Lick my ass. You love it!”

“I do love,” she moaned. “It’s yummy-wummy good, Senator!”

She kept eating me, fingering me, making me gasp and cum. My head tossed. I glanced at Magnolia staring at her phone, texting, her eyes focused on something instead of the hot action going on the bed.

“You going to join in?” I moaned. “Your slut has my ass nice and lubed.”

Magnolia smiled. She would share with me what had her fixated on her phone once I was done enjoying this vixen. She slipped her phone into her blazer and pulled it off, hanging it on a hook. “The strap-ons are still in the same place?”

“Yes,” I howled, another delicious orgasm rippling through my body. Oh, yes, skipping out on seeing my family at the airport was worth this pleasure. I could visit them later. Right now, I had a hot bimbo to enjoy.

“Slut, spread those thighs. I have to eat your pussy.”

“Oh, goody,” she moaned. “I have such a yummy pussy. I love to play with it. Mmm, cumming makes me feel all sticky and gooey and sugary inside.”

“Good,” I grinned. “I love sticky, sugary cream. I bet you have a sweet cunt.”

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Magnolia Savage, President Femme Allure, Inc.

Annalee squealed, eager to have her pussy licked by the senator. I never bothered licking Annalee’s pussy. The bimbo existed to please me, not the other way around. But Delilah loved pussy. She devoured it any chance she could.

I was more of a pillow queen. I preferred receiving then giving.

But I did love to give a nice, hard dildo to a woman. To fuck her, to make her body quiver as I pounded her hard and fast. A hot shiver ran through my body as I reached the closet of toys. I opened it, smiling at the huge collection.

There were almost too many dildos, vibrators, and other toys to choose from. She had bullet and egg vibratos, clit ticklers, long vibrators, thick ones, ones made of connected balls, others ridged and bumped, and ones that didn’t vibrate but undulated in the pussy. She had anal beads, butt plugs, double-headed dildos, and my absolute favorite.

The strapless dildo.

One end looked like a normal, blue sex toy, the shaft thrusting long and thick. But the other end turned into a bending U with a ball at the end. It was designed to slide into a woman’s pussy, the ball letting your pussy grip it tight. Then it thrust from your pussy, the base of the thrusting toy pressing right on your clit.

I picked it up, licking the tip as I hiked up my pencil skirt. I wore no panties underneath. I had Annalee licking my twat on the drive over, the privacy screen down so my driver couldn’t see anything, disgusting man.

But he had the perfect job for a man—a servant.

I groaned as I slid the U shaped dildo into my pussy. I shivered, my pussy clenching it. I turned, the end waggling before me. I grinned, stroking the shaft while staring at Delilah’s heart-shaped ass and golden bush soaked with her juices.

I grabbed a bottle of lube, pouring it on the shaft. I grasped the dildo as I walked over to the bed, staring at that ass. “I’m going to tear you up.”

“Good,” Delilah moaned between licks.

“She’s eating my yummy pussy, Mistress,” beamed Annalee, her huge tits heaving as she humped against Delilah’s hungry mouth. “Is that just wonderful?”

“Enjoy,” I grinned. It would be the last time Annalee ever had her pussy licked. “Savor it.”

“I am! It’s so goody and yummy and tasty! Oh, her tongue slides through all my folds. She loves my cream.”

“I do,” Delilah moaned, wiggling that ass. “Now come fuck me, Magnolia, then tell me what naughty idea you have.”

“A vulnerability for Frank Jackman and his company,” I grinned, savoring the video of Natasha uploaded by her husband. The woman was clearly a bimbo, but how did she become one? If Frank was injecting random women, this was the perfect opportunity to destroy him. “You’ll have to go to Indiana and meet one of his victims. A poor woman transformed into a bimbo and now at the mercy of her inbred husband.”

“The poor thing.” The Senator’s words muffled by Annalee’s snatch.

I seized Delilah’s hips, spreading her asscheeks. Her puckered sphincter winked at me, nice and tight and so deliciously brown. I pressed my dildo against it. “Yes,” I grunted. “Good thing her caring Senator will come to her rescue.”

“Yes.” Delilah’s back arched as I buried the dildo into her bowels. “Yes, yes, yes! Now fuck me!”

I pounded her. The ball end stirred my pussy. The base throbbed on my clit. I groaned and gasped, my cunt clenching and relaxing on the dildo’s end as it shifted in my pussy. My hands gripped her hips as I pounded her, the pleasure shooting through me, wreathing my body. Such wonderful delight making me shudder.

My crotch slapped into her ass. The loud smack echoing through the room. I stared at her blonde hair spread over the groin on my bimbo-slut, Annalee’s huge tits bouncing and jiggling as she humped and groaned. Delilah devoured my slut’s cunt, making her shudder, her eyes roll back into her head.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned. “Lick her. Eat her. Make her explode!”

“I will,” moaned Delilah as I reamed into her asshole. “Oh, god, just keep fucking me. Mmm, I love it. You pound me so hard!”

“Like this?” I asked and thrust hard. Almost brutally. My clit ached beneath the pressure of the dildo’s base.

“Yes!”

The bed creaked louder and louder as I reamed the Senator. I buggered her hard with the dildo, my tits bouncing beneath my blouse. I ripped it open, buttons popping off, not caring as the lust burned through me. I would have a whole bevy of bimbo sluts to please me. They would all bend over, letting me ram my dildo into their ass and cunts, fucking them whenever I wanted.

I would pound them until I came. And then leave them all moaning in frustration, wanting to cum, but not able to. They would only get pleasure when I gave it to them. My breasts heaved as my fantasy consumed me.

I came hard. I would have that future. Nothing would stop me. Certainly not Frank Jackman and his disgusting company. When Delilah and I were through with him, he would be lucky not to be in Terre Haute Federal Prison for the rest of his life.

And that bimbo, redheaded wife of his would be mine. Alice would kneel beside Annalee, begging to lick my pussy for the rest of her life.

I howled out my bliss.

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Frank Jackman, CEO of BimboTech Chemicals

“Glad you could make it, Mark,” I said, reaching out and shaking the Black man’s hand. His busty, giggly bimbo wife Margarete on his arm. She was a White brunette that I had thoroughly enjoyed at the investor party some months ago.

“Well, your parties are always wild.” He leered at Alice.

Who giggled back. “Maybe you’ll get another lap dance. That was so much fun.” My wife turned to me. “He taught me how to dance up and down on his big pole.”

My wife loved her Black men, especially when she was a bimbo. It was hard to be jealous though when I’ve fucked so many women and have my own harem. Janet, Nicole, Becca, Donna, and Veronica were scattered through out the room, each wearing a sexy dress that clung to their curves, talking with the other investors and their bimbo wives. There were nine total investors whose wives and girlfriends all received a free dose of the serum.

And whose wives I had all fucked after administering the treatment in a wild orgy while my wives entertained the husbands.

“You are a lucky man, Frank,” Mark said, glancing around the room. “Such lovely wives you have.”

“You should get more, too,” Alice giggle. “Polgummy is the best.”

“Is it?” Margarete simpered, her eyes so wide. “Oh, honey, you need to get more wives then.”

“More White beauties like you,” Mark grinned. “Want to watch them writhe on my big, Black dick?”

“I do,” Margarete gushed. “You know I do. Then I get to lick them all clean. Mmm, yummy.”

Mark nodded at me as he led his wife in.

Alice squealed beside me. “I’m so excited. When will the director get here? I want to make the movie, Frank.”

“Soon,” I told her as she bounced beside me, her red hair spilling about her face, her tits begging to spill out of her tight, stretchy dress. It was barely decent.

Music played through our home. Carmanjelo, Carter, and Ryan, all beta-males, worked the party serving drinks and horderves. Carmanjelo was real popular with the bimbo wives, their eyes kept falling on him as they giggled. They were all so beautiful.

A pair were kissing in the corner, large tits pressed together, hands gripping each other’s arms while their husbands watched in obvious delight. It wouldn’t be long before it descended into an orgy. Bimbos were like that. So horny and such airheads it didn’t take much to get them fucking.

The doorbell rang.

“Is it him?” squealed Alice. “Please, please, please say it’s him, Frank.”

“Let’s find out,” I grinned at my bimbo wife and walked to the door. I opened it and an older man in a brown suit, looking decades out of style, stood on my porch. He blinked at my wife, her tits bouncing as she hopped up in down in excitement.

“Are you the Director?” she squealed.

“Er, I am Director Steffen.”

Alice broke away from me, threw her arms around the man’s neck, and practically pulled his face into her cleavage as she hugged him tight. Her enthusiasm made my dick hard as I stared at her tight ass gripped by the stretchy fabric.

“Mr. Jackman?” the man groaned. “I take it this is one of the, um, women who have tested your Venus Serum.” Venus Serum was the marketing name for the product. Alice and I agreed that focusing on beauty was better than the side-effects.

“My wife, Alice,” I answered with a grin. “Alice, let him breathe. There’ll be time to smother him with your tits later.”

“Oh, yes,” gasped Alice, jumping back.

Director Steffen shifted, adjusting his tie. “Well, I see my Assistant-Director was right about the side-effects you are trying to hide.”

“Not hide,” I said, ushering him into the house. “I doubt anyone will complain about those. The results speak for themselves.”

“I’m a hottie now. Isn’t that the most wonderfulest thing in the world, Mr. Director?”

“Er, yes,” he nodded, staring at her cleavage as he walked past us. They were a magnificent pair of tits.

Then he froze seeing the room full of bimbos. The kissing pair now had their tits out and pressed together. Other bimbos watched, cheeks flushed, rubbing their thighs, their large tits bouncing. Becca, my blonde wife, flounced over, her tits almost exploding out of her blue dress as they heaved.

“The Director’s here!” she gasped and then hugged him.

“This is my wife, Becca,” I said.

“Another wife?” Director Steffen groaned, practically drooling on Becca’s rack as she pressed his face down to it as she hugged him.

“I have six,” I smiled. “Not legally, of course. But they all live with us.”

“Polgummy is the best,” beamed Alice. “So yummy and chewy.”

“Yes!” Becca added. “We love polygummy.”

“Polygamy,” I said to the director as Becca released him. “They have trouble with big words sometimes.”

Alice giggled. “It’s so hard to say them. So many sounds. I bet you can say them. You must be so super smart to be a director.”

“I have a Ph.D.,” he nodded.

“So do I!” Alice clapped her hands together. “I’m a Doctor of Chemistry. I’m a super smart sciency person. I made the drug that lets Frank fuck over and over. He keeps us all so happy with his dick.”

The man cleared his throat.

“His cock’s hard, Alice,” Becca gasped.

“Oh, no, we gave you blue balls.” My wife fell to her knees, reaching for his crotch. “We’ll fix you.”

“Excuse me?” the man groaned, looking up.

I nodded at him. “Bimbos are very friendly. I’m sure you can see why this product needs to be out there. Women who crave to be sexy and desired will want it. And they will be so happy once they’ve received it.”

“I love being a bimbo,” Alice moaned, pulling out the director’s cock and inhaling it into her mouth.

The older man, who must have been pushing fifty, groaned. His eyes shot open. How long had it been since he had his dick sucked? He gave me a wild look then gasped as Becca nuzzled at his balls. The wet, sucking sound made my dick throb worse.

“Maybe you would like to get to know my wives better in private?” I grinned at him. “Well, five of them. Veronica needs to stay with me.”

“What?” groaned Director Steffen.

“Five busty women.” I grinned at him. “A nice appetizer before we talk business.”

Nicole, her brown hair bouncing about her vivacious face, and Donna came over, Janet following the busty pair. Donna and Janet both had raven-black hair, though Janet’s was longer. Donna looked so delicious with her shorter hair, her tits about to burst out of her top.

“Five women?” the director groaned. “Jesus. This can’t be real.”

“Oh, it is,” I nodded.

His head snapped back. Alice swallowed his cum. I shuddered at every gulp she made, my dick throbbing. The director’s lips twisted in a smile as my other wives pressed around him, giggling, kissing him, whispering in his ear.

“Enjoy them, Director. Then we’ll talk with my investors.”

Alice hopped up, licking her lips. “Let’s go, Mr. Director, and make a movie for the produce!”

I sighed. My bimbo-wife still didn’t quite understand what was going on. Her intelligent half did, but I needed bimbo Alice tonight. Already, her tits were out, another man’s hands pawing them, as the group headed upstairs.

“So, what do we do while we wait?” Mark asked.

Veronica sauntered up to me, an excited smile on her face. She held a bowel in her hand that had names on them. Each of the bimbos in this room had her name on one of the tags. “Simple,” I said. “Let’s swap wives and have fun.”

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Alice Jackman, Chief Research Scientist of BimboTech Chemicals

“I can’t believe this is happening,” Mr. Director moaned as we led him upstairs.

“We’re just so eager to star in your movie,” Nicole beamed, her brown hair bouncing about her face as she raced up the stairs.

“Movie?” he asked, blinking.

“The movie you’re making for our husband,” I smiled at him. “Don’t be silly. You know that.”

“I’m not that kind of director,” he said, rolling his eyes.

“What other kind is there?” I looked at Becca.

“I don’t know,” the blonde girl giggled. “Mmm, but we’re supposed to make sure you feel so yummy good. Our husband wants you to be happy so you’ll make a movie for us.”

“Yes,” I said, clapping my hands. “Let’s start right now.”

“I’m not making a movie… Oh, hell, who cares. You can call me what you want, ladies.”

“Yay,” Janet cheered.

We reached the second floor and led him into the guest bedroom. It was all prepared to make the movie. I threw the door open with a flourish as the other wives pulled him into the room, Donna at the rear.

“Let’s get naked,” I cheered, closing the door. “Thank you for coming here and helping out my husband. We’re so happy to sell the Venus Serum.”

“I can tell,” groaned Mr. Director. “I’ve never been offered such a sweet bribe.”

Janet and Becca pushed him down onto the bed. Then they smothered him with kisses, raining them over his face. He had such a happy grin. Already, his cock was recovering, growing hard after I sucked out his yummy cum.

“Naked!” Donna cheered in delight, grabbing my green, stretchy dress and pulling it over my head. “There!”

I bounced on my heels, giggling as my tits bounced with me, slapping together. Donna’s eyes widened as she watch my tits heave, and then she took off her dress, too. Her tits were almost as big as mine, her nipples so fat and hard. She stood before me, our nipples kissing as we jiggled our boobs together.

The brush of our nipples sent hot shudders racing down to my pussy. I groaned, my hips shaking back and forth. I was so wet and hot down in my pussykitty. She needed to be petted and played with so badly. I wanted that warm, yummy, creamy delight bathing my mind. More marshmallowy goodness smothering away everything but fun.

I glanced at the bed, Nicole working off the director’s pants, exposing hairy legs. Then she yanked down his boxers. His cock sprang out, throbbing hard, his balls swollen. Nicole nuzzled at them, licking, and sucking.

“I’ve died and gone to big-breasted woman heaven,” panted the director.

“Oh, no, you’ve died?” I gasped. “We have to revive you. We can’t let you die. You’re too important. We need your movie to get approval to sell our produce.”

“No, you need my approval to sell your product,” he groaned, Becca and Janet unbuttoning his shirt and peeling it off. His hands grabbed their tits. “And this is one helluva bribe.”

“We’re not bribes,” I giggled. “We’re payment so you’ll help our husband.”

“We would do anything for our husband,” Janet cooed, pressing her tits right into the director’s face.

“Anything,” Donna agreed, hugging me and jumping up and down.

Her tits felt so nice on mine. I hugged her, grabbing her ass, jumping with her. Wonderful excitement shot through me. My pussy was so wet. I pressed my cunt on Donna’s thighs, humping against her flesh, soothing that ache in my clit.

My naughty clit always needed soothing.

Donna’s wet pussy found my thigh. I smiled at my former boss. I was so glad she was a bimbo and not that bad, meany woman who yelled at me all the time. She used to make me cry. Now she made me cum.

And cumming was so much better than crying.

“Jesus, these tits are real,” groaned the director. “The serum really works. You really were fat and ugly.”

“And them Frank improvised us,” I giggled, grinding my hot flesh harder on Donna’s thigh. My clit throbbed against her.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Donna gasped. “I used to be so meany and angry and horribly. I bullied everyone. Now I just have fun. It’s so amazeballs.”

“Yes, yes, amazeballs! Yummy, delicious balls.” I shuddered and then kissed Donna hard on the mouth.

“Damn,” the director groaned. “Damn, I’ve never seen two women kiss in person. That’s so hot.”

“We like kissing,” Becca said. “Right, Janet?”

“Right!”

As I kissed Donna, I watched my other wives lean over the director and lock lips, their breasts pillowing on his chest. Nicole had her mouth sucking on his cock, bobbing up and down. I humped harder and harder on Donna’s thigh, moaning into her sweet lips, the air bursting with feminine passion.

It was so much fun making a movie. I would cum so many times.

Every time I slid my clit up and down, flutters ran through my body. They were so amazeballs. I loved that word. My nipples tingled. I gripped Donna’s butt-cheeks, massaging them as our tongues danced together, our bodies heaving faster and faster.

“Goddamn, I’m going to cum again. Twice in one night. I feel like a young man. You women are liquid Viagra.”

I broke the kiss to laugh, “You’re so silly, Mr. Director. We’re not liquids. We’re solids.”

“Our pussies are liquid,” moaned Donna. “You feel so juicy on my thigh.”

“Yes, yes, yes, I’m going to cum all over our thigh. I love cumming.”

“Me, too! Let’s never stop!”

I gasped in awe. “That’s the bestest idea I’ve ever heard. You are so super-duper smart.”

“Shit, you girls are so dumb,” groaned the director. “But hot.”

“So hot!” I humped faster and faster, my cunt burning with need. My pussy smeared up and down Donna’s thigh. I tossed back my head.

And came hard.

My pussy spasmed. Juices flooded out of my cunt. They gushed down her thigh while the yummy bliss washed through me. My entire body became gooey marshmallowy rapture. I shuddered, kissing my wife hard, loving her so much. Our bodies writhed together while the director watched.

Nicole sucked his cock so hard. He groaned out. I knew that sound. Marshmallowy pleasure filled his body while he filled Nicole’s mouth with his salty treat. I shuddered, my head arching, my body heaving.

“Fuck,” groaned the director. “Jesus, I wanted to cum in one of your pussies.”

“Mine!” I gasped. “I’m first wife. I get to fuck you first.”

“Then me,” Janet giggled.

“Me next,” Becca chortled.

“And me!” Donna shuddered. Her pussy grew so hot. Yummy juices splashed on my thigh as she had her amazeball orgasm.

“I’m wiped out. I can’t possible cum again,” the director groaned.

“I know how to make you,” I giggled, bursting away from Donna, invigorated. “Special medicine I came up with because I’m a super smart sciency person. And then Frank mod…modif…modificated it. He’s such a great man.”

The director snorted. “Oh, yes, so great. He turned his wife into a bimbo slut and sent her to me as a bribe. Great guy.”

“I know,” I smiled, opening the nightstand drawer and pulling out the syringe. “This is only a temp berry injection.”

“Injection.” The man stiffened. “Temp berry?”

“Frank modificated it so it won’t last forever.” I flicked my finger against the side of the syringe, the air bubbles rising to the top. I gave it a quick press of the injector and giggled at the fountain of special drug arching into the air. Like a cumming cock.

Smiling, I lunged the needle at his thigh.

“No, wait,” the director gasped.

“Don’t be a big baby,” Becca said. “This will be fun. Babies don’t get their cocks sucked.”

“That’s right,” I said and injected him, plunging the plunger. The special temp berry medicine flowed into him. I yanked out the needle and giggled for joy. “It’s my turn first. I’m going to ride your cock, Mr. Director. You’ll love it. You’ll want to help my husband out once I’m done.”

“Fuck,” the man groaned. “Fuck, I feel so hot and… Shit, is my dick getting hard again?”

I nodded my head, crawling onto the bed. I threw the syringe away, the smart part of me not happy about that, but it was so hard to care about something like needle safety. I had a horny pussykitty that needed to eat a yummy sausage.

“He’s getting all hard for you,” Becca giggled, stroking his cock.

“Yep,” Nicole said, moving behind me. She licked my butt-cheek. “Ride him.”

“Ride him!” Janet cheered, taking up the chant, the other bimbos joining in, clapping in between, “Ride him!”

“Oh, damn,” the man said as I straddled his waist. “You all are really going to fuck me?”

“Uh-huh,” I grinned. “How else can we make the movie?”

“I’m not convinced this is such a good—” His eyes widened as he felt my hot, juicy snatch on the tip of his dick.

Becca was such a sweet wife and rubbed his cock against my pussy lips. My pussykitty purred so wonderfully, sending such delight shivering through my body. I squirmed my hips and lowered myself, my pussykitty swallowing the yummy sausage.

It wasn’t a very thick sausage, but it still felt delicious sliding into my depths. I groaned, it was a long sausage. It slid deeper and deeper into me. My back arched, my large tits jiggling before me as I sank all the way down on his dick.

I squirmed, his cock buried to the hilt in me. I groaned, my pussy clenching on his dick and then slid up him. The pleasure cascading about his face brought a squeal to my lips. I loved giving men such pleasure. I made them hard, and then I gave the satisfaction.

I was such a good bimbo.

“Holy fucking Jesus shit,” he gasped. “I haven’t felt pussy that hot in years. Damn, this is what I imagined all those sweet, young girls at work must be like. All those young secretary and new hirers out of college.”

“Bimbofy them,” I gasped, slamming down his cock. “Then they’ll be more than happy to satisfy you, Mr. Director.”

“A good bimbo helps out men in need,” Janet nodded. “We understand how painful it is for a man to be hard.”

“Which is why we have two hands, two tits, and three holes,” giggled Becca. Then she frowned. “Right? Three holes?” She held up her hand, ticking off as she said, “Mouth, pussy, and ass. Yep, three.”

“Uh-huh,” I groaned, sliding up the director’s dick.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “Fuck, I want to. But you’re all such airheads.”

“Bimbos,” I nodded. “And we love it. We were all so boring before. We didn’t know how to have fun. Now that’s all we do.”

“Yes!” Becca moaned and leaned over, sucking on my fat nipple.

I gasped, my pussy clenching on the director’s sausage. I shuddered, sliding my pussykitty up and down his cock faster and faster. She enjoyed him so much, savoring every inch of him. The wonderful, yummy friction spread through my body as I slid up and down.

My hand ran through Becca’s golden hair as she sucked and nibbled. Her tongue brushed my nipple, teasing me, driving me wild with pleasure. So much yummy, marshmallowy goodness drizzled across my mind, my eyes rolling back into my head.

Behind me, Nicole nuzzled at my butt-cheeks as I rose up and down. Her naughty tongue licked at my asshole. She swirled and rimmed me, her fingers massaging my ass. I gasped, loving her tongue as I rode the director’s cock.

“See, Mr. Director,” I moaned. “Help us out. Support us and help our produce get to market. Then there will be so many bimbos. They’ll all be so sexy and happy and have so much fun. Doesn’t that sound wonderful?”

“God, yes,” he groaned, hips bucking beneath me. “Jesus, that does. And your pussy… You’re so tight.”

“Yay! My pussykitty loves your big sausage.”

“I want to eat your sausage next,” Janet moaned, dangling her large tits over the director’s face.
My best-friend-wife squealed in delight as he latched onto her fat nipple, sucking hard. Janet smiled at me, her fingers playing between her thighs, frigging her wet pussy. I couldn’t wait for her turn to enjoy the director’s yummy sausage.

The pleasure built and built in me. I groaned, slamming down hard on his dick, grinding my clit into his pubic bone. My eyes rolled up into my head. I gasped, Becca sucking harder and harder at my nipple, Nicole’s naughty tongue probing my asshole.

And Frank… I bet he was watching me right now as we made the movie. I hoped he was so happy and proud of me, seeing how beautiful and sexy I was. It was all thanks to him that I was so happy. That I had so much fun.

“Love you, Frank,” I moaned out as my orgasm burst through me.

Pleasure spasmed out of my pussy. I slammed down on the director’s cock, massaging him, eager for his cum to spurt into my depths. He groaned, sucking louder and harder on Janet’s dangling nipple. His hips bucked up into me.

“Yes, yes, yes, cum in me,” I moaned as the pleasure rushed through my body, coating my insides with sticky, marshmallowy goodness.

He groaned about Janet’s nipple. And his dick erupted.

My asshole clenched on Nicole’s probing tongue as the Director’s hot seed poured into me. I moaned and swayed, my pussy milking his dick. The pleasure kept rushing through me, teased by Becca’s sucking mouth and Nicole’s naughty tongue. My nipple ached. I clenched Becca’s hair as so much jizz poured into me.

“That’s it. That’s it, Mr. Director. You came in me. You have to help us now. You took the payment. You’re working for us. You’ll help get our wonderful produce to market. Every woman will want the Venus Serum and be a sexy bimbo.”

“What, no,” he groaned. “I haven’t agreed to anything. This product is insane. Women can’t be turned into bimbos.”

“But you made a movie with us,” I smiled, shuddering as the pleasure buzzed through my body.

“My turn,” Janet squealed.

I nodded, rolling off of her and stretching out beside the director while Janet crawled over me to his still-hard dick. Her large tits bounced and swayed as she impaled herself on him reverse cowgirl and squealed. I bet Nicole licked at her clit now while Donna licked at Nicole’s.

“What do you mean, movie?” the director groaned as Janet rode him hard and fast, feeding her pussykitty.

I rubbed at mine, loving the cream leaking out. “Why, because we’re making one right now. See the cameras.” I pointed at the ceiling. “Isn’t that wonderful? Everyone will know that you’re helping us.”

“You’re blackmailing me?” he groaned.

“No, we’re paying you, silly-billy,” I laughed. “With pussy! So you’ll work with us?” I snuggled closer, frigging my pussy. “Please, please say you’ll work with us. We want you so badly. You’ll make my husband so happy.”

“Yes, yes,” Becca moaned, snuggling on the other side. “Be our director!”

“Yes!” howled Janet, ass clenching, cumming already on his dick, the naughty bimbo.

“I’m so fucked,” he groaned.

I giggled. “I know. By five sexy bimbos. Isn’t that just wonderful?”

“God, you are an airhead,” he groaned, shaking his head. He smacked Janet’s ass. “Fuck, just keep riding my cock. If I’m going to be forced to help you, I’ll fucking enjoy myself.”

“Yay!” I hugged his neck and gave him the biggest kiss in the world. I was so happy. All of Frank’s dreams would come true. I was so glad I could fuck this man to make that happen.

To be continued…

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I’m a 21 year old queer woman who loves being dominated by men, women and anybody in between. This is just a glimpse into a fantasy I have.

I’ve been yours for a few months now. I’ve been yours since I lost funding for school, and had to come to you, an old high school friend, to help me with the money. My days are pretty much the same. I’m studying English at a local college, and you told me I had to arrange my classes so that you could have me for days at a time. Now, all of my classes are Mondays and Tuesdays so you have me for 5 days in a row every week.

I haven’t been allowed to wear panties for weeks, ever since I forgot to get on my knees one night when you came home. That rule is simple: when you walk through the door of any room I am in, I must get down on my knees and open my mouth to you. Sometimes you use my mouth, and sometimes you don’t. Either way, you don’t care my mouth desires you or not, you take what you want.

It’s Tuesday today, so I come home from class expecting you to have a five day week planned for me and my holes. Instead, I come home with a note on the counter telling me to cook something for dinner, and that you’ll be home when you can.

When I cook or clean, I have to wear my maid uniform. Really, it’s just a bra and skirt. The bra is a bit too small, so my 36DDs spill out and the skirt barely fits over my big, full ass. You usually ask that my hair be in pigtails, so they’re easier to grab, but you haven’t made any specific instructions in the note, so I don’t do anything special with my hair.

As I’m finishing dinner, I hear the front door open and more than just your voice. You’ve never brought company over while I’ve been yours, so I’m not sure what to expect. We’ve never talked about bringing other people into this.

“Alright, gentlemen and lady, take a seat in the living room, and I’ll be right out with the special treat I have for you,” you say, me eavesdropping from the kitchen, curious and scared as to what you have planned.

You walk into the kitchen, I set down the potatoes on the counter, and get on my knees quickly.

“Good, pet,” you say as you squeeze one of my tits, “I have a surprise for you.”

I stay on my knees, knowing that you haven’t invited me up yet.

“Go ahead,” you tell me, “you can speak.”

“Sir, having people here was never part of the agreement when you offered to pay for this semester,” I reply.

“I didn’t offer, slut. You begged me to help you, and I agreed. If you have the $7,000 that I’ve already paid, you can pay me back and I will ask our fine audience to leave, if not, stand up, go in the living room, and bend over the couch.”

“… Sir, is it right that I heard you say lady?”

“Yes, pet. You only fucked women until this agreement, did you not? This will be a nice refreshing experience for you then, hey?” you laugh, “You better make her come. She’s my new boss and I promised her a good time.”

“And the men?”

“Ah, those are just some friends from the office. They’ve heard me talk about you, pet, and they couldn’t wait to try you out themselves.”

“Yes, Sir. I’ll do it,” I say as I walk towards the living room.

“Of course you will, slut,” you reply as you follow me to our audience, “you have to.”

I walk into the living room, and I see two men: one who is large, bearded and has a smile on his face, the other who is heavy, short and already unzipping his pants. I also see a woman, but she is dressed in men’s dress clothing, different than the type of woman I’m used to being with. She has a short buzzcut and is looking at me, hungrily.

“Alright guys, what are you men gonna do while I fuck her?” she says.

“What do you mean? I figured you could sit on her face while we fucked her holes,” one of the men say.

“Oh gentlemen, why do you always assume that I want to sit on a woman’s face? Oh no. I’m going to make her come over, and over, and over again until she can’t handle it anymore. Then, you can have her,” she replies.

You come over to me, take my head in your hands and spit on me. “Now fucktoy,” you say, “I guess I had it wrong. She’s gonna fuck you. Take all of it. It’s not just over when you make the dick come, I guess. She’ll have as much fun as she wants.”

She interrupts you, “Damn right I will. I don’t have no dick to tire me out. I can go as long as I want.” She turns to you and says, “I appreciate this, man. It’s been a while since the wife left. Haven’t been able to give a woman a good fucking in a while. I miss it.”

You show her the guest bedroom, and invite her to bring me in alone. It seems apparent that you’ve already worked out that she wants her privacy so you and the other gentlemen walk into the kitchen and, presumably sit down to dinner.

When we get into the bedroom, she pushes me down on the bed and tells me to stay still. Using the cuffs attached to the bed posts, she ties my wrists and ankles down.

“Now, fuckslut. This is how this is going to go, alright? That cunt? It’s mine now. I’m your cunt-owner, alright? That’s what you call me. And guess what, my employee down there, your “sir”, he promised me every Wednesday. So you better get used to this. Say “yes cunt-owner” if you understand,” she demands.

“Yes, cunt-owner,” I say, horrified at what’s going to happen next.

She unzips her pants, and a black strap-on dildo pops out from the crotch of her dress pants. “Suck it.”

“What… why?” I say. I’ve never been asked to suck a dildo, and I can’t possibly see where she gets pleasure in it.

“Because it’s gonna go in your cunt, and right now, it looks pretty dry, so you might wanna get the dick as wet as you can.” She climbs up my body, groping my tits as she inches closer to my face with her dick and pushes it into my mouth. “And no more fucking questions, whore. Do what I say.”

I try and cover as much of the dick with my saliva as possible. I know I’m dry and I’m not sure if I’ll get any wetter. I’m really too anxious to get aroused like I usually do with Sir.

“That’s it, slut. Suck it hard.”

I try and take the dildo deep, but it’s too long and wide and I end up choking as she buries it in my throat.
“Fuck, you can’t really take anything deep in your mouth, can you? Let’s see if we can have some more fun, then.”

She gets off of my face and moves closer down to my cunt. I feel her rubbing her dick against my clit, and I start to squirm. “You like it when I flick your clit, hey fucktoy?”

I try and resist the arousal, and stay silent. I don’t want her thinking that I’m enjoying any of this.

“Say ‘yes cunt-owner’, slut. Thank me for treating you right, slut.”

“Yes, cunt-owner. I like it when you flick my clit.”

“That’s what I thought.”

She laughs and suddenly slips the dildo into my cunt. I can feel how tight I am against the dildo, and although you can feel when my cunt has had enough, she can’t because she doesn’t have any feeling in her dick. She thrusts hard and deep, without any breaks in rhythm.

I realize that she is doing this entirely to torture me. It has nothing to do with her pleasure, other than the pleasure she receives from seeing me orgasm, and so I try and talk myself into coming.

I feel her fuck me harder and harder, without any sign of stopping. I begin to let out short, little moans, in hopes that they will make her happy enough to slow down a little.

“Fuck yeah, whore. You like it when I fuck you hard with my dick.”

“Yes, cunt-owner,” I say in between moans, “I love it when you fuck me.”

She moves one hand down to my clit, and doesn’t waste anytime with rubbing my clit. She presses a finger to it and rubs fast, up and down. With her dick inside of me, and this woman who must know how to rub a clit because she possesses her own, I can’t help but start reaching orgasm.

“I’m going to come, cunt-owner. Can I come, cunt-owner? Please?” I scream out in hopes of being given permission.

“I’m glad you asked, fucktoy. Come hard against my dick. Come hard for me.”

She continues to pump hard, and just as she takes out the entire cock and puts it back in, I come. Hard. All over the dildo.

I let out a sigh of relief.

She laughs.

“You fucking thought that was it, didn’t you, fucktoy?”

“Yes, cunt-owner,” I say exhausted.

“Oh,” she replies, “I’m just getting started, whore.”

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In a recent story WATCH AND ENJOY I described how my man and I had Janet and her man for dinner with the intention of seducing both of them – which we did.

On the way out Janet whispered to me, “Next Thursday afternoon, just you and I if you are free. We could have magic lesbian sex.”

“Why not, look forward to it, very much,” I smiled back.

I am of French descent, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting. I am to please and be pleased sexually. I have a very strong sex drive – and I love having sex with an audience.

On the Wednesday Janet phoned to confirm if I would be free on the Thursday afternoon.

“I loved watching two men lick and kiss your gorgeous naked ass and your reaction. I want to do the same tomorrow.”

“I am very flattered,” I teased in anticipation.

I made a point of arriving ten minutes late to build the anticipation wearing very tight black leather slacks (my ass did look good I mused for a lady in her mid-forties), heels and a white silk blouse, with lots of buttons undone to highlight my modest cleavage. Nothing else other than a good dose of expensive perfume and my designer handbag containing some sex toys.

Very smart condo with expensive furnishings I noted as Janet let me in, wearing a man’s shirt with all the buttons undone and heels.

“You look fuckable Sarah, very fuckable,” Janet smiled as she tongue kissed me with her hands on my ass.

“I have wanted you ever since Saturday. The way your man and then my man kissed and licked your ass was something magical for me and my man.

“And I want it now, right now,” she moans as she undoes my leather slacks, slides them down to my knees and kisses and licks my ass like no man ever has.

“Let me help,” I smile very aroused as I step out of my heels, slide my slacks off, then put my heels back on as I take my blouse off.

Without saying a word she takes my hand and leads me to the bedroom. Determined to play the moment I stand in front of a wall length mirror, my hands above my head, then part my legs as I thrust my ass back toward her.

“I am to pleasure and be pleasured. Now show me how much you want my ass. Remember what my man did to it? And how he teased my thighs with his fingers. Then how he teased my cunt lips with his fingertip while he kissed my ass?

“Then later your man kissed and licked my ass while you were blowing my man while I watched.

There are mirrors on all the walls and I can see Janet’s lips on my ass as she kisses and licks it.

“And you are better than him, love what you are doing, love it,” I moan watching my naked body in the mirror as I enjoy her ministrations.

“Your mirrors are almost as good as an audience.”

“Sit on the stool in front of the mirror for me.”

I do and it is a tall stool with my feet barely touching floor.

Janet stands behind me kissing my neck as she teases my nipples with her fingertips.

“Your man has a magnificent cock, long and thick, you are a lucky lady. And I really enjoyed giving him a blow job while you watched. Especially when my man was kissing and licking your ass. Now I want to make it up to you.

“Has he fucked you since then?”

“Yes.”

“Tell me about it.”

“The very next afternoon. I told him I liked watching your man blow him. Then watching you blow him a little later.

“Fuck me while you tell me about it I told him. He was like a raging bull.

“Then two nights ago I gave him a golden shower before he masturbated for me while I described the pleasure I had watching your man blowing him and then you blowing him.”

“I had two studs on my tongue when I blew him. Today I have three studs for your pleasure,” Janet smiles as she opens her mouth and flashes them.

I am enjoying watching another woman tease my naked body in the mirror with my legs open.

“I read some of your sexy stories on the internet. Will you post a story about us today for me?” Janet asks as kneels in front of me and licks her way up my thighs, then lightly makes contact with my cunt lips.

“Love the way you shave your cunt,” she purrs as she licks my cunt lips in a vertical motion with her hands on my ass.

“I love being licked and teased. And I am multi-orgasmic,” I tell Janet as she kisses and licks my nipples for the first time.

The sensation of her wet tongue and three studs on my nipples is a magical new sensation for me.

“Like that do you Sarah?

“I want to pleasure you like no other woman ever has,” she whispers as she kisses and licks my nipples as I feel her studs on my tongue.

“And I want you to squirt for me while I eat your cunt.

“Are you ready for me to eat your cunt,” Janet murmurs without waiting for an answer knowing I am very ready.

The feel of just the tip of her tongue sliding on my eager cunt lips is wonderful and I am very wet as I watch in the mirror.

Then when she starts licking with her full tongue using her three studs on my cunt lips in a vertical motion I tense, shudder and orgasm almost immediately.

“Glad you liked that Sarah,” Janet smiles as she place her hands under my ass cheeks and increases the tempo of her licking.

“You really are multi-orgasmic, that must be at least six,” Janet whispers with my clitoris dancing on the tip of her tongue.

Janet takes me to her bed lays on her back and tells me, “Sit on my face and watch in the mirror while I hold your glorious big ass and lick you some more.”

Almost immediately I am sliding my cunt lips along her extended tongue and ready to orgasm again.

“You are a pleasure machine Sarah. Does that look good in the mirrors?” Janet manages to whisper as I orgasm almost continuously.

“Kiss me and watch me squirt for you,” I moan as I stand and tease my cunt lips with a fingertip.

We are tongue kissing like two teenagers as I tease my engorged cunt lips with just a fingertip, enjoying the sensation of being so close to squirting for my lesbian lover.

Then my whole body shakes as I groan and squirt, knowing Janet is getting great pleasure from watching.

“Wow, you are a stellar performer,” Janet whispers as we continue to tongue kiss.

“Now my turn to pleasure you Janet. Sit on the stool for me in front of the mirror just like I did for you,” I tell her as I lick her long, erect nipples then lick my way down to her shaved cunt lips.

I love a challenge and the challenge of bringing another woman to orgasm is a very special one for me. And being able to do it multiple times is a special challenge and a turn on for me. The reaction and commentary from another woman as I pleasure them by bringing them to orgasm is an extra special turn on for me.

As I start to pleasure Janet I wonder what her reaction will be.

“Anything special you would like me to do for your sexual pleasure?” I tease with my thumbs on the sides of her cunt lips as I lick very lightly.

“Tease me with the tip of your tongue. You are very good Sarah.

“And that is especially good, especially good just like that,” she moans as I lick her engorged clitoris.

Janet is watching me very closely as I take a large vibrator out of my bag, then slide a tickler condom onto it.

“Wow, is that especially for me?” she smiles tense with anticipation as I turn it on and slide it along her cunt lips.

Without saying a word I lick her engorged clitoris with just the tip of my tongue as I slowly slide the vibrator into her.

“How and when did you learn that, it is so good.”

“One of my lovers who always took great delight in finding new ways to pleasure me. The first time he did it was really special. Best orgasm I had ever had up until then.”

“Love what you are doing to me. I am fantasising about sucking your man’s large, thick cock while his lady is pleasuring me.”

“And I am fantasising having your man kissing and lick my ass while I am pleasuring his lady,” I tease as I remove the vibrator and lick her cunt lips very lightly.

Janet is groaning in pleasure as I reinsert the vibrator very slowly as far as I can insert it in her on a low speed.

“That is magic Sarah, right now it is better than a cock,” she whispers as I can sense her body tensing.

I remove the vibrator and lick her very wet cunt lips very lightly, then turn it on to full speed just as I reinsert it between her cunt lips.

“I am fantasising having your man kiss and lick my ass. And he is very good, very good,” I whisper.

“And my man is watching the way you kissed my ass when I arrived today,” I whisper as remove and reinsert the vibrator, two times, then three times, knowing I have Janet very close to a huge orgasm.

I remove and reinsert the vibrator, four times, then on the fifth time Janet, shakes, shudders and orgasms very loudly.

In the afterglow I am very pleased with myself and the sexual pleasure I have received and provided as Janet and I lie in bed cuddling and comparing notes about our men.

“Really would love to watch my man kiss your magnificent, big ass again. Can we make it happen Sarah?”

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The alternate. I’m sorry that some of you didn’t like the rape ending to my series of stories, so I’m making a second one. Please keep in mind that I’m a fast typist, I really don’t care that much about punctuation, because I just want to get this done and read it. So just ignore the punctuation stuff and some grammar, or don’t read it… Thanks. (I’ll try to make less mistakes ;] )

Being the huge lesbian I am, I’ve amazed myself with the fact that I’ve gone so long, and have never been, without having myself fucked. My sleeping friend is just not enough for me anymore.
Again, we were having a sleep over at her house. I packed my dildo, I packed duct tape (just incase she refused) and unlike the other times, I didn’t pack my sleeping pills for the night of fun. Tonight, I’d confront her, I’d fuck her, and she’d fuck me, no matter what.
Some how my luck was amazing, or fate just wanted Leah and I to fuck. Either way, I’m glad. Her parents are out for the evening and won’t be home until late. That gives me just enough time to spring me being a lesbian on her, and me fucking her in her sleep for God knows how long.
I had about an hour and a half before I had to get to her house, so I decided to fuck myself for a bit.
I pulled out my dildo and locked the door. I pulled my pants to my ankles and kicked them off. I slid my shirt up and off and licked my fingers. I rubbed my nipples in small circles and watched as I got hard. I licked my fingers and got them really wet, then rubbed my clit with all of my fingers. I spread my legs wide and I rubbed my clit with my one finger, and fucked my pussy with my other hand. I was getting wetter and wetter.
I grabbed the dildo and shoved it deep in my wet pussy. I rubbed my clit wild I pinched my tits. I was holding back loud moans, since my family was still home. My pussy was dripping wet so I started twisting and pushing on the cock in my pussy. I twisted it while I pushed it in and the pulled back out. It started out slow, but I got faster, and fucked myself harder. I pulled the dildo out to the end then slammed it as far as I could go back into my cunt. My cum dripped down the cock and I moaned while I lightly rubbed my clit. It was the perfect way to prepare for my night ahead.
I cleaned up and licked my dildo clean before repacking it. I ate some dinner then I was off to my fucking wonderland.
I arrived and already had my plan, and I was ready for action. Her parents left and we went into her room to change into our pajamas. She was sliding off her shirt and I approached her. She turned and jumped when she saw me right beside her. And cupped her breasts in her hands. I tried not to stare, but I think she saw me look a few times.
“Can I help you?” she asked, confused. “Yes, yes you can. What would you say if I told you that I was a lesbian?” I asked curiously. She shrugged, but it looked like she was deep in thought, and shocked at the same time. “Well, I am a lesbian. A huge one. And I’ve been playing with your pussy and titties in your sleep for the past three months!” I blurted out while I slipped off my shirt to keep the changing going. I sat down on her bed and waited for that shocked expression to leave her sexy face.
I walked up to her, topless, and held her shoulders in my hands and shook her. She came back to life and to my great surprise started to kiss me. I didn’t know why she was doing this, but I didn’t care. She was kissing me, topless. I cupped and pinched her titties while we fell onto her bed. I rubbed her pussy through her pants, suddenly very horny.
“I’m a lesbian too!” she blurted out. “I was just afraid to tell you,” she admitted. I just nodded and started sucking her nipples. She moaned while my finger teased her pussy. I could feel her getting wet from outside her sweat pants.
I couldn’t believe she wanted me to fuck her! Not that fucking her pussy in her sleep wasn’t fun, but we could have been fucking together for the past three months if she would have told me, or I had told her.
I pulled down her pants and fingered her pussy while I licked her titties. I rubbed her clit with one finger and her legs spread wider as she rubbed her other tit.
I got down between her legs and spread her pussy wide for my lips. “Want me to eat this pussy?” I asked, my face only inches from her wet cunt. She nodded and moaned as my finger continued to tease her tight pussy. I slide my tongue in her pussy and tongue fucked her while my finger rubbed her hard clit.
I started munching her pussy. I wanted to keep teasing her, but I was too damn horny. Once her moaning reached its loudest point, I stood up and stripped down. I threw all of our clothes in the corner and got on top of her. We both grabbed each others titties and kissed while our wet pussies rubbed against each other’s legs.
“I want to lick your pussy,” she moaned while I sucked her titties. My pussy screamed just hearing that.
I laid on my back and spread my legs wide. She got up and licked her lips and got between my legs. “Oh look at that tight, shaved, wet pussy,” she moaned as her tongue got closer to my clit.
Finally she started dragging her tongue over my clit and then fucking my pussy with it. I moaned and pinched at my titties. She finger fucked my throbbing pussy while she licked at my hard clit.
She licked, sucked, and fucked my wet, throbbing pussy for what seemed like the best hours of my life, and then I screamed out in orgasm.
“I have a surprise,” I winked at her as I got up and retrieved my dildo. She smiled widely as she fell onto her back with legs spread. She wanted this thing in her pussy, not knowing that her pussy is basically it’s home.
I straddled her stomach and lined the dildo up with her dripping hole.
… to be continued.
I hope you all liked the alternate ending, and that the grammar will get less complaints….

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From Straight to Bi

My name is Carla and I am a 19 year-old college student. I live with my best friend Sarah in an apartment that her parents pay for her. Sarah’s dad founded a company that has done really well for itself, and now has the money to spend on Sarah whenever she wants. More about me, I am about 5’4” with long dark brown hair, with a slender built. Here is the story of how I learned a little more about myself and about Sarah.

Sarah was gorgeous, she was the kind of girl that when you walked down the hallway guys would stare thinking of what it would be like to get with her. She had long blond hair which she always had straightened, she had legs that seemed to go on for miles, and the most perfect ass which she showed off in tight jeans.

Our apartment had our rooms across the hall from each other, with each of us getting our own washroom. This made it so we hardly set foot in the others room with out permission. Today though I needed to go to into her room to see if she had a shirt I could borrow, since all mine were dirty, because I badly needed to go and do laundry. I went into her room and walked towards her dresser, I went into her drawer and found a nice white shirt that fitted tight on the body, showing off my medium sized tits. After I closed the door and turned around my eyes caught something half hiding underneath the mattress of her bed. As I lifted up the edge of the mattress I realized what had caught my eyes, it was a 10’ rubber dildo with a strap connected to it.

I wasn’t the most sexually active girl ever so I didn’t catch on right away why she had a strap connected to it. Then it dawned on me, that Sarah was a lesbian. I had never thought about it but Sarah had never really had a steady boyfriend, just guys that she met at parties, that she brought back and fucked the shit out of. But I also had never seen a girl that she was that close to be doing this stuff with either.

Damn, the thought of Sarah with another girl was actually pretty exciting. She was at school at the moment so I knew that I had time, I took the dildo from underneath her mattress. I then laid upon her bed and hiked up my skirt and then pulling my black thong panties down. I ran the dildo over my slit before slowly entering it in there, it was much bigger than many of the guys that I do get with, and I wish they were as big as it was. When I had got it in as far as I could, I slowly slid it out and pushed it back in. Slowly at first but as the pleasure rose the faster I went, it didn’t take long for me to……..

“What the fuck do you think your doing!” Sarah shouted from the door.

“Why are you in my room!”

For some reason her standing there catching me in the act never stopped me and soon I was feeling the wonderful feeling of an orgasm subsiding over me. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, then I felt the bed shift as if someone had just came and was on the bed now, I opened my eyes to see Sarah leaning over me. She brought her head down and started kissing me, I didn’t know what came over me but I grabbed the back of her head and started to kiss her back.

We laid there together, our legs intwined and all over each other. I then felt her hand go between my legs and start to massage my aching pussy.

“God,” I thought to myself “I must be soaking down there.”

It was like that she could read my mind because as soon as I finished thinking that she said “If your like this, I can only imagine how wet I am.”

With that I got out from underneath her, and went to the zipper on her pants. I undid them and slowly pulled them down, she was right. Her panties were soaking wet in the crotch, so I removed them as she removed her shirt. I kissed my way up her thigh following the heat coming from her pussy. I gave her lips a kiss before sliding my tongue down her slit. She shuddered at the feeling of my breath down there, I then spread her lips before inserting a finger and then two into her waiting cunt. After a while of finger fucking her, I substituted my fingers with my tongue. This being my first time eating pussy I thought to myself how would I like this. I guess I thought right, because soon she was grinding her pussy onto my face more, my tongue flicked, and licked all over her pussy spending most of my time on her clit. Soon she had pushed my face into her pussy with one hand, and gripping the bed sheets with the other.

“O my god” she cried, “Don’t stop, O god please don’t.”

After her orgasm had subsided I climbed back on to the bed and gave her a taste of the feast I had just had. We kissed passionately for a while, before she said “I think its your turn now.”

With that she pick the strap on off the floor and slipped it up her legs before fastening the belt up. I laid there looking at her before she positioned herself between my legs, she lifted on of them before slowly entering into my pussy. I still wasn’t used to the size of it since my last encounter with it a good hour ago. Sarah as soon pounding my pussy with the rubber dick, she was better than any other fuck that I had from any guy. She was relentless to make my first lesbian experience a great one, and boy was she doing a good job. She kept her pace up and met me thrust for thrust, then I experienced the most amazing orgasm of my life, it started from the toes and took over my whole body, sending my body to shake. Sarah didn’t stop until it has subsided before laying next to me, holding each other close, we fell asleep.

I awoke later that afternoon to find Sarah in the shower. I decided to join her since the smell of sex lingered on me. I opened the door while she had her back turned away and slid my arms around her feeling up her tits.

“You scared me for a second there” she said, “I see your still hungry for more though.”

She turned around so that I could take one of her nipples into my mouth, I licked and flicked away at it before stopping and changing nipples. Sarah was definitely enjoying this since she hadn’t said a real word other than moans the whole time. She then removed my head from her nipples and gave me a long and deep passionate french kiss.

She then kissed her way down my face, and licked each of my nipples a little before continuing down my stomach to my pussy. She ducked her head between my legs to get a better point to lick my aching pussy. You could tell this wasn’t her first time licking pussy because she got right in there and found my clit, she only had to suck and lick at it for me to grab hold of the soap shelve things and experience yet another amazing orgasm. I am lucky that the water was hitting me because if it wasn’t I am sure that I would have passed out under that one.

Then after we turned the water off and finished cleaning up we heard the sounds of a guy moaning in Sarah’s room. Me and her slowly made our way to the door to peak around it, my breasts sitting on the top of her head we peered around to see our landlord wanking his dick into my pussy juiced covered thong.

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“I love being licked and teased,” Adina told me confidently in her articulate, professional voice on our first date, the day after we met at a singles function as we told each other about our lives thus far.

We are both business professionals, she forty, me two years older. Wonderful sex on our second date. “I love being licked and teased, love it, so good,” she told me on our third date as she stood with her back to the wall wearing heels, black stockings and a garter belt.

I do like a woman who can articulate her sexual preferences without any embarrassment or inhibitions. It soon became apparent Adina had no inhibitions, after one session before we showered together and I watched her pee. “You like that, don’t you and I like you watching. Kiss me while I pee for you.”

After a few weeks we were extremely comfortable with each other as we made love and fucked every which way. We discussed our sexual fantasies at great length and made some of them happen. Within two weeks I had shaved her pubes to my satisfaction, the incredibly sexy look Helmut Newton’s naked models preferred.

“That is so sexy, I love that look, it suits me,” she told me as she admired it in a wall length mirror. “You are the only man who has ever shaved me or taken an interest in my pubes. Kinky perhaps, but I love it. I had the natural bushy look for years, before I went completely bald like some of my girlfriends, then tried a mohawk, before I let it all grow back. I can’t wait to tell some of my girlfriends about what you have created for me. And perhaps show them. Take some pics for me so I can email them.”

“It will look much better framed by your stockings and garter belt, and your heels,” I told her as I watched her dress for me. “The camera loves your beautiful, naked cunt, so do I,” I told her truthfully as I took numerous pics. “Spread your legs, now one foot on the stool. Sensational, you are hot.

“Now some pics in that crotch-less, g-string I gave you, spread your legs.”

“Did that turn you on? Did I give you a boner?,” she smirked as I put the camera down.

“Wow I did, a thick, nine-inch one,”she smiled as I threw my clothes off.

“Ever since you told me you love being licked and teased you have given me a new fetish, guess what it is?,” I told her as my tongue went to work all over her cunt lips in a frenzy.

“i would love to watch another person give you a tongue fuck,” I told Adina one night in the afterglow of another wonderful sex session.

“Tell me more with lots of details?”

“You are naked apart from a wide open silk gown over your shoulders and some sexy lingerie to highlight your wonderful body, standing with your back to the wall, legs spread. Your beautifully shaved black pubes, a stunning contrast to your long blond hairdo, are the centre of attention for me.

Someone walks in the door, perhaps a male or a female, sexually attractive to both of us, and I take them to where you are standing. They are gobsmacked at the sight of your wonderful body as I remove your gown.

“My big turn on is tongue kissing you and soaking up the vibe as that person tongue fucks you.”

“I would be most amenable to that, let’s make it happen.”

The first time it happened was when Adina’s dressmaker, Helen, called to measure for some alterations. Her obviously bi dressmaker was on the wrong side of fifty, but still attractive,

Adina was naked apart from heels as she changed dresses in front of Helen and I and asked my opinion on hem lengths. Huge sexual tension even before Helen sucked one of Adina’s fingers and Adina sucked one of hers.

“I love being licked and teased Helen,” were the only words she spoke before Helen stood her against the wall, tongue kissed her and licked her way down Adina’s body

Tongue kissing Adina while Helen was tongue fucking her was even more erotic than I had imagined.

“That was incredible foreplay, just fucking incredible I told Adina minutes after Helen departed while we fucked like rabbits.

“If you would like to play out your fantasies there is a boy, Max, at the gym he is rumoured to be incredibly good at cunnilingus. Would you like him to pay us visit?”

“Do you want me in heels, and almost naked when he arrives, standing with my back to the wall, legs spread? Do you want to watch?”

“Of course while we kiss with the tips of our tongues.”

“Oh fuck,” was all Max said when he arrived and Adina appeared. He was around thirty, with a shaved head and incredibly enthusiastic, he had his pointy tongue inside Adina’s cunt lips before he alternated eating and sucking her while Adina and I kissed with the tips of our tongues. An incredibly erotic experience tongue kissing your lady while she orgasms on another man’s tongue.

“I love having my cunt licked and teased by you,” Adina told me as I knelt in front of her. “Can we stretch the boundaries. A tongue fuck for me from a woman ten-years younger while her man watches? Or perhaps a tongue fuck for me from a man ten-years younger while his lady watches? Or perhaps having my cunt licked and teased by both of them?”

“I have invited Jill and John around this Friday night, they are old friends of mine, just as you requested they are ten years younger than us. I explained our fetish to them. Do you still want to stretch the boundaries?”

They were rather tense when they arrived, obviously unsure what might play out, despite what I had I explained to them, “My new lady loves being licked and teased, it has become a fetish for us.”

“What is that stool near the wall for?,” John asked his curiosity piqued.

“It will become obvious soon,” I replied cryptically before we made small talk for a few minutes, before I told them, “I will check if Adina is ready for you.

“She is ready for you,” I told them less than a minute later as we walked in holding hands and I slid Adina’s long black, silk dressing gown off, leaving her naked apart from heels, black stockings and a garter belt, her beautifully shaved cunt lips the centre of attention for three people as she stood with her back to the wall and placed one foot on the stool.

“I love being licked and teased, I want to be licked and teased by both of you,” were the only words Adina spoke as Jill and John ogled her body. Her body language made it obvious she wanted cunnilingus from Jill first.

Incredibly erotic watching Jill licking my lady, her body arching forward to soak up the pleasure while John was anticipating his turn. And even more incredibly erotic tongue kissing my lady with the tips of our tongues while John bought her to orgasm with his tongue.

A month after her last visit, Adina told me Helen is coming to visit tomorrow for some more clothing alterations. “Do you want what I want?,” she asked me as we kissed with the tips of our tongues.

“You know I do, I love watching another person giving my lady exquisite cunnilingus.”

“What shall I wear for her and you?”

Helen was tense as she lightly kissed both of us when she arrived. “Adina is worried about the length of her silk dressing gown,” I told her as she sucked one of Adina’s fingers before Adina did the same to her and moved so her back was to the wall, her legs spread.

“She thinks her silk dressing gown is too long, we both think it would look better if it was six-inches shorter,” I told her as I opened it up to show her Adina’s wonderful body, naked apart from a sexy, black, cup-less bra highlighting her erect nipples, her sexy, shaved cunt the centre of attention for both of us. “Adina has given me a fetish, would you kill to share it with me Helen?,” I teased as I sucked the same finger Adina had while I ran the tip of my tongue along her vagina.

“My cunt loves being licked and teased,” she whispered as Helen obliged.

“And I love licking and teasing your cunt.”

The vibe as Adina and I kissed with just the tips of out tongues while Helen was licking her was even more erotic than the previous occasion.

“That was incredible foreplay, just fucking incredible I told Adina minutes after Helen departed as we fucked like rabbits.

In due course we met Ben and Barb at a cocktail party on a Thursday night. “We know you two by reputation. We had been hoping to meet you both for some time,” Barb told us as they introduced themselves. They must have been around sixty, but both still attractive, elegant and beautifully attired. “Can we talk frankly and openly?,” Barb asked after some small chat.

“You and I share some common interests Adina, we both love being licked and teased. As you know, even more exciting with a new person licking you for the first time. Even more exciting with a partner or two partners watching.

“Cunnilingus should be an event, it can even be an art form with the correct partner. The key to excellent cunnilingus is that both partners are completely relaxed so no one is worrying or feeling insecure and you can both get lost in the moment.

“Ben and I have thirty-five years experience, each, not between us. Can I show you some pics?”

She had our complete attention as she showed us a close up of a man, obviously Ben tongue fucking a woman sitting in a chair with a beautifully shaved cunt. “That’s me. This one is Ben tongue fucking one of my girlfriends, she liked it standing up. This one is me tongue fucking another girlfriend. And this close up shot is Ben giving her man a blow job while he watched me tongue fucking his lady.”

“Ben is incredibly good Adina, premier league, can we tempt you? Thirty-five years experience, both of us,” Barb teased as she sucked one of her fingers and Ben another one. “To make it even more exciting you could watch me give your man a blow job while he tongue fucks you, we could all get lost in the moment.”

Adina looked me in the eye, obviously aroused at Barb’s banter and the pics as she nodded her head in tacit agreement as she whispered ‘yes’ loud enough for Ben and Barb to hear.

At eight the next night we were both excited at the thought of Adina being licked and teased by a new man while his lady was to give me a blow job. They had both boasted, or was it promised ‘thirty-five years experience’.

As always Adina looked sensational, almost naked, in heels, black stockings and a garter belt as I helped her on with a very short black silk dressing gown, no belt so her sexy cunt was the centre of attention. “This is a first for us, sexual pleasure in a four-way,” I told her as she watched me put on a sexy, high-waisted skimpy black, crotchless jock strap, then a matching, very short black silk dressing gown, no belt.

“Come in and lock the door behind you, second door on the left,” I called out when they arrived, I was pleased to see they had both taken great trouble to dress smartly for us.

“Oh wow,” they both exclaimed as they ogled our almost naked bodies in our gowns. Adina and I kissed with the tips of our tongues as we slid each other’s gowns to the floor and stood holding hands, legs spread with our backs to the wall.

“Tell me what you want Adina,” Ben asked.

“You know what I want, I love my cunt being licked and teased, do it, make an event of it, for all of us.”

I was still almost flaccid as Ben licked and kissed Adina’s stomach just above her pubes before he started on her clit by blowing on it. I had never seen her clit so engorged as he licked and kissed it. As soon as she muttered, “So good, I love it,” my cock responded.

“You are even bigger than what the gossips told me, thick, and much bigger than my man,” Barb whispered as she licked and sucked my balls while stroking my now full on erection with a hand. “Do you like your lady watching me giving you a blow job while my man is tongue fucking her?”

The only contact Ben had with Adina was his lips and tongue as he kept whispering to her. “The way you shave your cunt lips is very exciting. Your cunt is so wet for me. Do you want me to stop? My lady also wants to tongue fuck you. Do you like watching my lady giving your man a blow job while I am tongue fucking you? He has a huge cock, thick also, I am envious. Would you like to watch me give him a blow job while my lady tongue fucks you?”

He was coaxing her clit with gentle licks and sucks, as he let her first orgasm build slowly, ever so slowly. Little circles around her clitoris slowly and consistently, until she came. “Oh fuck, so good, that felt amazing and such a powerful orgasm,” she moaned as he kept on licking her.

Twenty-five minutes later Barb had me so close to orgasm, as she used her twenty-five years of experience on me. Watching her man tongue fucking my lady was a huge extra turn on. Adina was making noises I had never heard her make before, as I watched Ben expertly teasing her cunt lips, licking, sucking, nibbling, kissing, and even biting, pointy tongue, flat tongue, sucking, his mouth around her clit and lightly sucking, then slide a finger into her and remove it, teasing her. “I want you to squirt for the three of us,” he whispered as Adina moaned.

She was guiding his head, gripping it and holding it so he was doing exactly what she liked, grinding her cunt against his face.

He re-inserted a finger in her, then two fingers, with pressure on the first inch of the top of her vaginal wall using a pulling motion. Adina was enjoying internal stimulation on her g-spot in tandem with him licking her when he reached up and ran a fingertip over her nipples.

“So good, so fucking good, fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt,” Adina was moaning as Ben looked up at her with extreme confidence knowing he was about to make her squirt.

I had my hands behind my head, trying to time my orgasm with the moment Adina squirted. Barb was sliding her very wet lips along most of my erection, before she licked and sucked just the tip of it and rubbed her thumb tip and a finger tip along the bulging vein.

Simultaneously Ben was working and sliding his two fingers into Adina in a rapid motion, finding her g-spot, as his tongue had Adina almost screaming, “Fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt.” Then, “Gunna cum, gunna cum, gunna squirt, oh fuck yes, yes, yes,” as she squirted and held my gaze as I told her, “Gunna cum, gunna cum,” as we shared wonderful orgasms from different partners.

“Would you like to enjoy thirty-five years of reverse experience, both of you?,” Barb asked in the afterglow. “I taught Ben most of his cunnilingus skills and he taught me most of my blow job skills. “Would you like to watch me tongue fuck Adina while my man gives you a blow job.”

“I have never watched another man give you a blow job. Is it something you enjoy?”

“With you watching it will be, with an older man with thirty-five years experience.”

Two days later on the Sunday afternoon Ben and Barb both looked very sharp dressed in leather outfits. Adina and I were wearing entirely different, outfits to those we wore for them two nights ago. She was naked apart from heels, and a very short, black leather skirt, that failed to cover the strings of her black, high waisted, crotch-less g-string, under her mid-thigh, black silk dressing gown, no belt. I had a skimpy black, crotch-less jock strap under my matching gown, no belt.

Wonderful sexual tension as Adina watched Ben remove my gown and run his fingers along my cock while I watched Barb remove Adina’s gown, confirming their preferences. Barb was licking Adina’s nipples as she slid her leather skirt to her ankles. “You know how to dress to impress for both of us,” Barb told her as she stood with her back to the wall and parted her legs,

“Close your eyes and absorb the sensations,” Barb told Adina. “Feel every in-and-out breath travel through your body, right down your entire body to your clit and toes. Allow yourself to become lost and engulfed in the moment.”

Simultaneously Ben was licking my nipples, a sure fire way to turn me on. He poured some oil into his hands from a small bottle he had and rubbed it over my chest. He was licking and kissing my stomach just above my pubes as he reached behind and oiled my ass cheeks.

“Barb was most impressed with your big, thick erection, so am I,” he muttered loud enough for the two women to hear before he licked and sucked my balls.

Adina and I were standing with our backs to the wall, close enough to kiss with the tips our tongues as she alternated watching Ben pleasuring me and Barb pleasuring her.

Ben and Barb took great delight in demonstrating their thirty-five years of experience to both of us. After the Friday session they were obviously determined to outdo each other for our sexual pleasure.

When Ben asked, “Do you want me to swallow?,” Barb stopped licking Adina and they both watched fascinated as he teased my balls with his fingertips. “Do you want me to swallow?,” he asked again as he ran a fingertip along the bulging vein in my erection.

“Yes, yes, yes, so good, so fucking good,” I moaned as he swallowed.

Ben and I both sat like two voyeurs and watched Adina thrusting her cunt lips into Barb’s lips and tongue, her hand on her head, guiding her, while she moaned and chanted, “Fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt,” as Barb slid a finger into her, her thirty-five years of experience on show as she curled the finger to find her g-spot.

She had Adina on the brink for what seemed like five-minutes as she edged her with finger, tongue and lips. Her whole body was trembling as she moaned, kept on moaning, then exploded.

“You are an incredibly exciting lady Adina. Just one more erotic turn on for both us before we go, please,” Ben asked as he and Barb watched us showering together at their request with our hands all over each other.

“Is this what you want?,” she asked while we kissed with the tips of our tongues as she opened her legs. “A golden shower for my man. If you hadn’t asked I was going to do it for him and you anyway.”

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Our friends often tell us we are a sexually attractive couple, I am Janice, my man Saxon is thirty-two, three-years younger than me, we both have strong sexual appetites, both of us always looking for new and exciting ways of obtaining and giving sexual pleasure.

Our friends often tell us we are a sexually attractive couple, I am Janice, my man Saxon is thirty-two, three-years younger than me, we both have strong sexual appetites, both of us always looking for new and exciting ways of obtaining and giving sexual pleasure.

The first time another man watched my man Saxon fucking me was such an exciting moment for us both. For as long as I could remember I had always wanted another man to watch my man fucking me. Physical pleasure and visual pleasure, wonderful optics, not to mention the incredible sexual tension and the sexy, three way conversation.

In the long lead up, the more I talked to my man about another man watching him fucking me, the more interested he became, just as I did. Asking me lots of questions about another man watching him fucking me. “What type of man do you have in mind?” (A man who would be an exciting visual turn on for us both.) “How old would you prefer him to be?” (What age would you prefer? A mature man? A man our age? A young man in his early twenties? A teenager?) “Would you expect him to be well hung?” (Of course, really well hung.)

“Do you think I would be comfortable with another man watching me fucking you?” (I hope so. Though I want you to be excited rather than comfortable.) “Do you think I would enjoy fucking you with another man watching.” (I would be disappointed if you didn’t enjoy another man watching you fucking me. Very disappointed.) “What if the man made a pass at me?” (Go with the flow.)

In due course another man, Albert crossed our paths, he was in his early twenties, fifteen-years younger than us. Kerrie, one of my girlfriends had introduced Albert to me. She was aware I wanted to meet another man to watch my man fucking me. It was an exciting moment for us both when she first introduced me to Albert, knowing exactly what I wanted from him, though unsure if she had explained to Albert my reasons for meeting him.

When I showed my man some pics of Albert my girlfriend Kerrie had emailed me, he agreed with me he was a most attractive and handsome, blond haired man, as he closely studied his pics. Both of us admiring his toned, tanned, topless body in the first pic, naked in the second pic, his hands on his hips as we looked closely at his taut ass. In the third pic he was naked front on, his hands on hips flaunting his closely shaved, flaccid, though impressive cock. In a fourth pic his cock was more than impressive, he had a huge, thick erection.

Both of us were turned on looking at the pics, wondering about the circumstances of his photo shoot. Also wondering if Albert was heterosexual, bi-sexual or gay. Though based on the snippets my girlfriend had told me, I strongly suspected he was bi-sexual, both of us secretly hoping he was bi-sexual.

I had been grooming Albert for two weeks when a few days later I arranged a meeting with him and my man for the first time over coffee.. I had their full attention when I explained, “My man and me lost all of our sexual inhibitions long ago. I think I know you well enough to talk frankly and openly to you Albert. For as long as I can remember I have always wanted another man to watch me fucking my man Saxon. It took me a while to get Saxon interested. Today I am hoping you can help me make him really interested in having a man like you watching us fucking.”

I had Albert’s full attention when I explained we had taken great trouble to define the type of man we wanted to watch us fucking, holding his gaze when I started explaining our preferences to him. “A man who would be an exciting visual turn on for us both. A younger man, early twenties. Of course we both expect our man to be well hung, really well hung. Do you think you would be comfortable watching me fucking my man? Though I want you to be excited rather than comfortable. Do you think we would enjoy fucking with you watching Albert?

“You are a very good match to our wish list Albert. Are we on the same page? Yes? One last question. “Will you masturbate for me, for both of us while you watch us fucking? Yes?” I had my hand over the tent Albert’s slacks when I asked him, ”One final question Albert, have my questions given you a hard on? I think so? Stand up so we can both look at your crotch?”

“Yes, your questions have given me a hard on. Did your girlfriend tell you I was an exhibitionist?,” Albert smiled confidently as he stood hands on his hips, while me and Saxon ogled the outline of his boner under his slacks. Wow, we have hooked Albert and my man is obviously keen.

It was the next Friday night when Albert first came to our condo. We had both been eagerly anticipating his visit. Wanting him to watch us fucking, a turn on for us and a turn on for Albert.

When Albert arrived we were both anticipating physical pleasure and visual pleasure, wonderful optics, not to mention the incredible sexual tension he created. We had both discussed how to maximise our sexual pleasure with Albert. I was dressed in a modest two-piece business outfit with heels, Saxon was topless to show his toned torso, wearing skin tight jeans, his large thick cock obvious.

I wanted to be the centre of attention when Albert arrived, I wanted to maximise my own sexual pleasure and turn him on with my almost naked body before I was fully naked for him.

Saxon was standing behind me as we both stared at Albert, slowly removing my jacket, to show Albert my tits spilling out of my 36C cup-less bra, arousing my nipples with his fingertips. Turning me around then slowly sliding my skirt down to my ankles, so pleased when Albert gasped, “Oh wow,” as he sighted my big ass bulging out of my tiny, black, g-string before Saxon turned me around and unclipped my g-string before it slid to my ankles.

Just as I hoped I was the centre of attention when Albert arrived, always a special buzz for me showing a new man my naked body. Maximising my own sexual pleasure and turning him on with my almost naked body before I was fully naked for him and my man Saxon.

Albert really was an exhibitionist for us, our voyeuristic streaks both enjoying him undressing for us, his already erect cock obvious under his tiny, black thong, bulging out of it.

Saxon had been suffering a touch of penis anxiety in the lead up to this moment, wondering if Albert would have a bigger cock than him. He couldn’t take his eyes off Albert’s erection, neither could I, as he slid his jeans to his ankles, stroking his erection with a thumb tip and a fingertip while Albert and me watched his cock growing.

My man was bigger and thicker than Albert by a small margin. When he first met Albert, Saxon had wanted to boast to him about his penis size, something I told him not to do, wanting to maximise the moment when he exposed himself for our new man.

The sexual tension while the two men were stroking their erections, while making comparisons was electric, both men thriving on their bi-sexuality while I watched, so aroused.

For as long as I could remember I had always wanted another man to watch my man fucking me. Physical pleasure and visual pleasure, wonderful optics, not to mention the incredible sexual tension and a three way conversation. Finally, at last, the moment was about to happen.

There was no need for foreplay for me, the visuals of the two naked men instantly had me seriously aroused, though I did make a point of having both men run a hand over my big, naked ass.

I was on my back on our bed, my legs spread for Saxon as Albert watched him slowly slide his rock hard, erection all the way into me. So good, wonderful eye candy for me and Saxon, watching Albert masturbate while we fucked, fucking like never before. The expression of kinky sexual pleasure on his face as he masturbated while looking at us fucking was priceless.

Me and Saxon talking to each other while we fucked. Asking each other, “Do you like Albert watching us fucking? Show him what a good fuck you are. Saxon is a sensational fuck Albert. Do you like watching?” I couldn’t help myself, I was so turned on with Albert watching me fucking my man. Moaning, “So good, fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt,” while watching Albert masturbated.

Saxon turned me around, fucking me from behind so we could both watch Albert masturbating for us. Slapping into my big ass as he fucked me. So good with another man watching us and masturbating for us. The three of us timing our orgasms to perfection as we climaxed in sync. The noise Saxon made as he gushed, almost screaming, “So good, so fucking good,” was confirmation he had enjoyed fucking me with another man watching, just as I had. So good, so kinky, after such a long wait.

I felt there was unfinished business with Albert. I wanted more of him, kinky sex with him, just as Saxon did, so we invited him around again on the following Sunday afternoon. Both of us determined to have him, use him for our joint sexual pleasure in a three-way situation.

Just as I had expected, on the Saturday afternoon my girlfriend Kerrie phoned to ask about our meeting with Albert. “He spoke highly of you Janice and your man Saxon. Did he watch you fucking? Did he masturbate for you? Was your man Saxon jealous?”

“Albert did watch us fucking, it was so good while we watched him masturbating for us. We should have fucked with a young, hung man watching long ago. My man Saxon wasn’t jealous, quite the opposite, when he learnt he was bigger, though only slightly bigger than Albert he was insatiable.

“You are making me jealous Janice. Can I invite myself and Albert to join you? Soon?”

It was soon, the next Sunday afternoon when Kerrie and Albert joined us. Neither of us quite sure how our meeting with them would play out. Saxon was unaware Kerrie and me had been lovers spasmodically, meeting up for an exciting, irregular, clandestine, lesbian bi-sexual fling. Sexually satisfying each other with our tongues, lips and fingers, before we confided intimate details of each other’s relationships with our men.

As soon as Kerrie and Albert arrived I instantly wanted her to have me while Albert and Saxon watched, hoping Alberts would be tempted into giving Saxon a head job at the same time. Or perhaps watching Saxon give Albert a head job?

The two men were like children with a new toy, undressing each other, their hands all over each other’s naked bodies, teasing each other’s nipples with their fingertips before they teased each other’s impressive cocks with their fingers. The four of us watching their cocks grow into large, thick rock hard erections.

Each of them kneeling in front of each other in turn, licking and sucking the tips of each other’s erection. Kerrie and me had both thought the two men might give each other a blow job, some fellatio. The sexual chemistry between the two men was so obvious, so erotic, lusting after each other. When they organised themselves on the floor Kerrie and me were mesmerised.

It was so erotic, incredibly erotic, new levels of sexual pleasure for me watching two hung men sixty-nine each other, one of them, my-years younger current lover, their cocks were so hard, so big and so thick for each other. Wow, what a turn on, a new sexual experience for me, two very well hung men giving each other sexual pleasure, their rock hard erections so wet, glistening in the light.

The men glancing up occasionally to confirm Kerrie and me were watching them sixty-nine. We were watching, we couldn’t keep our eyes off the men’s naked bodies and rock hard erections as they set out to sexually satisfy each other. Urging each other on, both of them determined to outlast the other. I have often enjoyed watching a man giving another man a head job, then climax and orgasm. Watching two very aroused men climax and orgasm in a sixty-nine position was a first for me and sexually mind blowing for me while Kerrie held my had as we watched.

I had never been so wet from merely watching the sex act, wonderful foreplay for me. Watching two young, well hung, bi-sexual men satisfying each other in a sixty-nine position.

I needed sexual relief, serious sexual relief from Kerrie. She had her head between legs licking my clit while we both glanced at the two satiated men. When she inserted her large vibrator in me at that moment, it was exactly what I needed.

Sliding it into my sopping wet cunt in a fucking motion, slowly increasing the vibration. I do like some visuals while receiving sexual gratification, recalling watching the two men sucking each other’s rock hard erections was marvellous visual stimulation for Kerrie and me.

The vibrator was exactly what I needed for my sexual relief after watching the two men. Sexual pleasure and sexual relief while the two men watched on. So good while they watched Kerrie satisfy me. Once, twice, then a third time with her vibrator.

After the two men had satisfied each other and Kerries had satisfied me, it was my turn to sexually satisfy Kerrie. Both of us wanted the two men to watch after they showered. Kerrie was on her back on the bed, with a freshly showered man either side of her, holding her hand, as I licked my way up her wonderful thighs.

The two men were watching me kiss and gently touch the inner thighs, kissing my way down her body, build desire. As my tongue found her clit I hoped both of the men would achieve a new erection for us.

Circling her vulva with my tongue, doing the same with my fingers using light, moderate, then deep pressure, exactly as she prefers. Building anticipation for me and Kerrie, no rush, I leant long ago anticipation is not the precursor to pleasure; anticipation is pleasure itself.

Alternately using the tip of my tongue, then the flat of it, and my lips as I explored her vulva, all three sensations a little different, providing subtly different sensations for us both. Using the tip of my tongue to tease just the underside of her clitoral shaft, so pleased the two men were watching and reacting.

Spreading her labia, using my index finger to intersperse horizontal finger strokes across her glans with vertical tongue strokes. Two bi-sexual women pleasuring each other with two men watching.

Increasing Kerrie’s arousal by inserting a single finger, using my tongue to enhance her arousal, then a finger to complement and push her arousal further. Pressing a finger upwards into her g-spot, while applying persistent licks.

Touching her breasts, gently squeezing her nipples, caressing her stomach. Licking under her clitoral hood, the fold of skin covering the glans of her clit, so sensitive. Gently sliding it back licking it, licking the clit directly, slow and gentle. Kissing all around her thighs, Licking around her Venus mound. Taking my time to draw awareness and circulation to the region before I started licking, kissing and sucking.

Bringing her close to orgasm, then backing off a little, teasing her edging her, delaying her climax, her orgasm. Repeatedly wanting to make her orgasm at the end of our love making, an incredibly powerful orgasm. Glancing at the two men, softly teasing each other’s new erection while the watched me giving Kerrie cunnilingus, tongue fucking her.

Grinding my crotch against hers. My hips starting to thrust, using primal hip movements to guide my pressure and speed, wanting to increase the intensity for both of us. Using my fingers, fingering Kerrie while licking her clit, wanting to provide intense, explosive sexual pleasure as my finger brushed against her g-spot inside her vagina.

Talking to her. “You are a real woman Kerrie, such an exciting woman, so good. Even better with our men watching, while they are stroking their rock hard erections for us.”

Like anything sexual, getting good at cunnilingus, tongue fucking, is about a strong dynamic between the people involved. I have learnt you don’t get there by accident. Kerrie and me did have an incredibly strong dynamic after our long, casual sexual relationship as the two men watched me tease and edge her to orgasm. Once, twice, then a third time. Setting a new benchmark for us.

I was so pleased when Kerrie invited herself around again for the next Sunday afternoon. Asking me if we could have swaps, and watch us fucking each other’s man, Saxon for her, Albert for me.

That afternoon would make a wonderful new story.

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