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They both tense up as they hear someone knocking on the door.

“Get dressed, Lil,” Rose ordered me, grabbing my clothes.

My heart was pumping, but suddenly the door just opened. “Lil, Rose, what the hell is going on in here?” Kate whined, looking at both us standing up. “Are you having sex with Lil, Rose?”

She covered herself with both arms and took a deep breath. I was clueless about what to say, but the adrenaline coursing through my system made me hide behind Rose as Kate look mighty pissed off.

‘I sss Rose shedding a couple of tears, but I’m still unsure what is going through her head exactly. No one has said a word for over three minutes, and I’m afraid to rock the boat. Please don’t be upset, Kate. I’m also feeling my pussy leaking out juice too, so I have to stay hidden.

“I’m twenty, Mom, so if I want to get involved with Lil, then I will.”

“Really?” Kate asked, placing her hands on her hips. “You’ll just have sex with anyone then? Is that what you are telling me right now?” she asked before a pause. “No, you are my daughter, and you will not whore yourself. Do you understand?!” 

Rose stood her ground, but her private parts remained unseen for the time being. I couldn’t help, but to feel my pussy again as I just stared at her backside and felt myself shaking somewhat too.

‘I finally got to do it with Rose, and now she is standing naked in front of her mom defending herself on being with me. Oh, this is quite hot. Dare I wonder: is Kate checking out her daughter right now?’ I thought, glanced at Kate’s face.

As that thought stayed on my mind, no one uttered a word, but I nonchalantly began rubbing my twat slowly, enough to please myself, but not enough to give myself away.

“She is my best friend, Rose. How dare you get involved with her. You should know better,” Kate reminded Rose, pushing her somewhat. “She is the one person that has been in your life as much as your father and I,” she mentioned before putting her hands up. “So tell me, what was going through your mind?!”

I stood frozen for a moment as there was dead silence. I couldn’t imagine what Kate might say; I knew Rose wasn’t just going to blab that she had a video on the internet, so it seemed like I watched a very close performance piece.

As much as I wanted to give them their space, I made myself come out of hiding. The floor creaked, but I saw that neither Rose or Kate part their eyes from one another. I came up in between them, but stayed a couple of feet from them for the time being.

I peeked at both of their faces numerous times just going back and forth. Both of them had stern pissed off faces, while Rose crossed her arms and Kate just kept her hands on her hips too. With every passing second, I just thought of what everything meant, but I could only wait to find out.

They held their positions for over five minutes as the only thing that could they heard was the rubbing of my slit. ‘Holy shit, I’m about to take off like a rocket.’

From one second to the next, I saw Rose step towards Kate. “Mom, why are you leaking down there?”

“What are you talking about?” she questioned, backing away and putting her arms up.

Rose, immediately began grinding her teeth and closed the gap again. “Are you attracted to me, Mom? Like in an incestuous way? Is that why you are checking me out?”

“No, of course not, Rose!” she objected, shaking her head no. “How could you ask me such a thing? I’m your mom, and I’m quite upset that you had with sex Lil, that’s all. Are you just lashing out at me now?” she grumbled, starting to walk back and forth. “Did you think I’d frown upon this little sexual outing with Lil and let it go? No, not at all in fact. I want you to get dressed right now, and maybe you can explain to your father what you’ve done here. Do you like the sound of that?”

“No, bitch. Why don’t you start treating me as the woman I am?” Rose inquired, poking her mom’s chest. “I’m an adult, and I can and will fuck whoever I want. Whether it is Lil, an ex of yours or someone I just met. You can’t deny me my rights or just get upset because I’m with someone you don’t want me to screw,” she explained before a pause where she leaned her head back. “Wait a minute, is this a lesbian thing? Are you pissed off because I did it with a woman, and not a man? Can you tell me that’s not true, Mom?”

‘Wow, there are so many things I could say, but this seems like a mother/daughter thing. I don’t know why, but that thought never entered my mind. I can’t imagine that would be an issue for Kate, but I can’t be sure what her answer would be right now.’

“No, this isn’t a lesbian thing, you know me better than that!” Kate yelled, hitting the wall. “Are you just that desperate, that you’d sink that low to try to get out of this? You know damn well this is fucked up, and why I am not okay with this. Do you have any other theories?”

Rose brought her hand to her chin and grinned for a moment. I found it riveting so to speak while watching her. I saw her calmly bring her right hand to her mom’s left side pocket of her skirt.

“What are you doing, Rose?” Kate inquired, failing to stop her.

Rose pulled out her phone and immediately began looking at it.

‘Could Kate already know?’

Everyone stayed silent, but I peeked at Kate’s face. ‘Wow, she is tense now, she must know, and I think Rose figured it out. Oh, you weird skank, Kate, do you like your daughter in that way? Could you? Is it possible that you became swayed by the very same video? Oh, if that is true, I’m witnessing an incest crush, how often does that happen?’

“Oh, you and your lovely friend behind me have something else in common: you are visitors of Pornhub. You know the site where you can watch porn for the low price of free? I can see that just from your history on your browser here,” Rose pointed out before a pause. “You hussy, I can tell that you’ve seen my video, Mom,” she mentioned, prior to holding the phone up to Kate. “You even have it saved on your favorites.”

No said let a single word out as the video played. I saw Rose gawking at her mom like never before, and I couldn’t help, but to continue to pleasure myself. It was like having an all-you-can-eat buffet, but I took it in small portions.

I let my juice out like a fire hydrant and rubbed my pussy raw. I felt like I was about to collapse, but I fought all I could to stay up and watch the turn of events. I smiled widely and felt my entire body tingle as if I had hundreds of tiny vibrators implanted in my skin.

I could tell exactly what point the video was by the sounds, so I knew it had gotten to the point where Rose had gotten naked. Rose knew that too, so she calmly stepped towards Kate and brought the phone within only a few inches of her face.

Rose laid a single kiss on Kate’s cheek. “Dare I ask: do you like my video, considering that it is on your favorites tab, Mom?” she pondered before a gap. “You aren’t upset that I fucked Lil, you are mad that I didn’t get with you, isn’t that right? You have the same face that she did, I can recognize the lust and love coming together. So say the words then, Kate. It is alright to address you by your first name in this context, right? We are talking about you having the desire to have sex with me. I have noticed that you have taken advantage of seeing my bosoms, but why is that, Kate? I’m your daughter, why are you checking me out?”

Kate instantly began shuddering a bit, and she bit her bottom lip too. I loved everything at that point, and it seemed like the video was coming to life so to speak. Nothing and no one could spoil this scene.

Rose suddenly reached over and set her phone on the dresser. Then their eyes met again, and Rose’s hands lazily landed down on Kate’s shoulders. No one uttered a word, but Rose brought her lips firmly to Kate’s.

‘Yes, get some incestuous mother/daughter action going, pretty please,’ I thought, assaulting my cherry.

They held their positions for a moment as neither of them moved, but I was sure that they both wanted to leap together. My hand felt horrible, but it was indeed worth it. I felt the great desire to walk into this scene, but I stayed put.

“Kiss me, Mom, or maybe I should kiss you.”

“Okay, Rose,” Kate muttered before licking her lips.

‘Oh, now they are kissing each other. Rose is kissing her mom right now, and not in a mother/daughter way either. Rose has her right hand on her mom’s face.’

Rose’s lips lazily drifted off Kate’s. “How was that, Mom?” Rose pondered, caressing Kate’s face.

She failed to speak, but her smile said everything. Her eyes went down again, and she checked out Rose’s sexy body. Rose smirked as well, and she slowly snatched her mom’s hands. She calmly set Kate’s palms on her knockers.

She covered her mom’s hands with hers. “Have you masturbated to my video, Mom?”

“Maybe,” Kate replied before slathering her lips again. “Why didn’t you tell me you were in a porno? I’m your mom; I wouldn’t have judged you.”

“Bullshit, did you forget already how you busted me with Lil?” she asked before a pause. “It was just one amateur shot scene, Mom,” she reminded Kate, prior to kissing her again. “Although, you could have told me you had a crush on me.”

Kate failed to answer, but then she lazily let her hand slip off Rose’s tit, and her head went down to it.

“Shit!” I roared, letting out a shit load of my lady juice out onto the floor.

My whole body felt like I was in a sauna and my heart was about to go out too. Although, my orgasm felt amazing as I just built up to it for so long. I just never actually let myself have a full orgasm, but once I did, I was on top of the earth.

I noticed that they never actually started doing naughty because I stole their attention. Their eyes just stayed on me for a moment, but then I blew them both kisses, and they smiled. I lazily made my way to the bed and sat down.

I attempted to catch my breath, but then they followed me right to the bed. I was about to say something, but Rose and Kate both shook their heads no. Then they both peeked back at one another, and Rose lifted up her breasts.

“Now would you mind if I pleasured you, babe?” Kate asked Rose.

“No, not at all, Mommy, I want you to make me feel good.”

Kate let a couple of fingers slither into her daughter’s slit. “Do you promise you’ll still love me after all is said and done?” she wondered, slowly angling her head down. “I’d never want you to resent me.”

“Of course I wouldn’t, Mom,” Rose replied, enveloping her arms around Kate. “I love you.”

They held each other for a moment in silence, and I couldn’t help, but to bring my hand back to my cherry. I didn’t masturbate, but I felt the juice flowing out rather quickly. Without uttering a word, they let go of each other, and Kate calmly lowered her head to Rose’s left bosom.

I watched Kate ever so carefully as she sucked on Rose’s medium-sized nipple hard, but not too hard. I heard Rose mutter things over and over again, but nothing really I could make out. I didn’t speak because nothing needed to be said.

I licked my lips frequently. ‘Oh, the whole act here is beyond hot. A mother and daughter are getting sexually acquainted. What is going through Kate’s head right now? I have no idea, but she knows I love this: she is sucking more and more of Rose’s nipple and finger fucking her too. I had no idea I wanted to see this until right before they started, but now I love it more than ever.’

“Oh, yes, suck on your daughter’s nipple, Kate. Make us both moan, but make sure she knows just how much you love her. You have a ravishing young woman here, and you better take advantage of her while you can. She might not be so willing to do it again.”

“Shut up already, Lil. I’ll let my mom get into my panties whenever she wants,” Rose whined, placing her palms on Kate’s head. “Shit, Mom, you certainly know how to lick and suck on a woman’s nipple. You have me shaking a bit now, you incestuous whore.”

“Hey,” I snapped softly, gently slapping her butt. “Be nice.”

Kate peeked at me for a split second and had her eyebrows down. I just blew a kiss and then she brought both of her hands to Rose’s breast. She held it slightly tight, and she immediately began sucking on her nipple quite hard.

“Oh. fuck yes, Mom,” Rose let out, jiggling around somewhat and stomping her feet. “Just like that. Make me feel excellent.”

I resisted the urge to touch her, but I just decided to smooch her cheek. “May I feel you while your mommy pleasures you, Rose?”

“Yes, Lil. Just don’t tell my dad about any of this.”

“Done,” I answered before I positioned myself right behind her.

I let my legs out on each side of her, pushed my hooters onto her back, let my hands slither to her stomach and then my chin landed on her left shoulder. There I watched the sexy action and indeed saw the lust and love in Kate’s eyes.

“You do undoubtedly love your daughter, but enough for this? That is screwed up, but I do love it.”

We both just viewed Kate’s beautiful face and studied every single square centimeter of it. From the slight red cheeks, her eyes, and everything else. Her skin was not completely clear, but it did not take away from the beauty I saw.

“You must love this, Lil,” Rose pointed out, keeping her eyes on Kate’s. “I feel like I have a river attacking my butt and back. Bring your hands to her head too.”

“Yes, my dear,” I whispered, prior to fulfilling her request.

I couldn’t help, but to kiss Rose’s neck and shoulder numerous times. We were both vibrating, and made each other shake even more. I rubbed my knockers on her back as well, and I was sure between her mom and me, we made her feel like she was in heaven.

The sexual nirvana was intoxicating, and I certainly felt like I was in my heaven too. Whether I knew it or not, I loved the incest thing for reasons I couldn’t understand. The desires became unburied, and they were front and center.

“Fuck me, that feels amazing, Mom, now I’m crying because I think I love you just a little more than a mom now. Would you mind if your best friend joins you now? To double the pleasure, so to speak?”

“No, Rose, you are having an unbelievable intimate moment with your mom now. I assuredly wouldn’t want to impose on you two more than I already have. I’m watching her letting your nipple out now. She is licking it repeatedly and making you twitch a bit too. This is beyond wonderful, I feel like you could tell me I have cancer right now, and I wouldn’t give a shit. You two are committing incest at this moment.”

“At least give me a kiss, Lil.”

I couldn’t resist that request, so I slowly leaned right to her and pressed my lips onto hers. I closed my eyes, and I was sure she did the same. I still heard the slurping sounds of Kate’s tongue on Rose’s nipple.

I couldn’t help, but to keep my fingers on my slit. Although, I felt another set of fingers calmly come onto it. I wasn’t sure which lady brought their fingers there, but I seemed to love not knowing. Suddenly, our vibrations just went up a notch.

‘Oh, I had no idea these two could be this kinky, and now Rose is even letting her tongue into my mouth.’

We made out for a few minutes as Kate never stopped pleasuring her daughter. I noticed that both of us were also breathing quite heavily too. With each passing second, I found myself even more turned on, even though I had juice plummeting out of my twat.

After five minutes, my lips calmly parted from Rose’s. “Shit, I think I love you two now.”

“The feeling is mutual,” Rose whispered before she peeked back at her mom. “You are one in a million, Mom.”

Kate rushed up to Rose and pasted their lips together. I just sat back and viewed the show: their eyes were closed, they made out passionately, encased their arms around another and let the love show like I had never seen before.

Of course, I had to resume playing with my cherry, but I certainly enjoyed having the honors for the time being. Even as Kate wasn’t nude, she didn’t need to be for the sight to hotter than hell. Between the incest thing and just being in sniffing distance of two women making out, I couldn’t be happier.

After fifteen minutes, Kate’s lips lazily drifted off Rose’s. “Damn, babe, you are stunning,” Kate complemented her, leaning to her knees.

“Well, I’m your daughter.”

“I’ve masturbated to your video well over two-hundred times.”

“You bitch,” Rose attacked her, coming up with her. “I think it was good enough to get over three-hundred, Mom.”

Their faces were only a few inches away, and they did smirk at one another somewhat. Kate brought her hands to Rose’s melons and grabbed them firmly. I shoved my fingers up into my pussy and groaned quite a bit.

“I’ll work on that, Rose, only because I love you more than a daughter.”

“May I see you now, Mom?”

Kate’s arms swiftly went up, and Rose wasted no time stripping her mom from her blue tank top. Kate stood up, and Rose couldn’t resist, but to get her mom’s jean shorts off as well.

“Damn, your body has just gotten sexier, Kate,” I moaned, assaulting my snatch. “Even just in that bra and pair of panties, you are ravishing.”

“Do you have a crush on my mom, Lil?”

“Maybe, now get her naked and do things with her that mothers and daughters aren’t supposed to do together.”

Rose’s hands made the trip right onto Kate’s back, and a few seconds later, she pulled off her mom’s bra and took a glance at her rack. She instantly seemed stunned, and even a little bit of drool fell from her mouth too.

“Maybe lesbian incest is in our blood,” Kate pointed out, closing the gap. “I’ve never been with a woman, but I want to fuck your brains out, Rose. You are my beautiful daughter, and I want you. I know you want me, so can you do me a favor?”

“What, Mom?”

Kate kissed her daughter and placed her hands on Rose’s shoulders. “Take off my panties, and escort me to your bed. Then I want you to eat me out just as you did in your video. I want you to do it right in front of your horny Aunt Lil. Will you do that for me?”

“Yes, mommy,” Rose muttered, prior to lowering herself to her knees. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Rose slowly snagged Kate’s dark green cotton panties and brought them down lazily. I immediately noticed the sexy patch of hair on her slit, and she even got me to shed a couple of tears. Rose gradually rose up with her mom and brought their hands together.

Without letting a word out, Rose had her mom lie down next to me, and she positioned herself down towards her wet cherry. My mouth opened up widely and sped my hand up even quicker. The whole bed felt like it was in an earthquake, and Rose hadn’t even started.

“Oh, yes, kiss your mom’s legs all over, you sexy young thing. This is like a live action magnificent painting, with a nice dose of incest. Give your mom that great pleasure that you gave that other older woman in that video, Rose.”

“I will now keep my mom company,” Rose ordered me, letting a couple of fingers into Kate’s pussy.

I placed my head on Kate’s shoulder and let my left hand onto her left tit. I had to get a feel for her body as well, and Rose didn’t seem to have a problem with that. She watched us as she began thrusting her fingers.

“Oh, that feels pretty damn good, sweetie, but don’t tease me. I want to feel your tongue enter my cunt now, so please do it for your mommy.”

She blew Kate a kiss with her other hand and slowly brought her face down to her snatch. From one second to the next, I watched Rose’s tongue take shelter inside her mom’s slit. My eyes widened as much as they could.

“Holy shit, if this is a taste of heaven, then I’m gonna have a great afterlife. Yes, eat your mother out, you sexy young thing. Wrap your arms around her legs too, just like you did in the video.”

“I love you to death, Lil, but shut up already,” Kate whined.

“Let me kiss you first,” I muttered, getting up on my side facing her.

She just let me kiss her, and she even placed one hand on the back of my head.

Although, Kate’s lips parted from mine after only thirty seconds. “Oh, fuck yes, babe,” she cried, turning her head, placing both hands on her head and closing her eyes. “Holy shit, I can’t believe my daughter is eating my cherry right now. Shit, I love you, sweetie. You are just one in a million, and that tongue is one sexy muscle that you know how to use,” Kate sobbed, breathing heavily and scrubbing her head.

I smiled as much as I could and stayed close too. It was literally the best show I had ever seen, and I loved every second of it. From every movement, Kate made because of Rose, and everything that Rose did just to please her mom was amazing.

I didn’t even need to masturbate at that point; they were just doing things to me that took my pussy completely out of control. My skin actually stayed on hers for the time being, because I couldn’t bear to put a gap between us.

“Yes, tease mommy’s clit now, babe. Take her lips into your mouth too, Rose. I will love you so much more if you do it for me now. Make this whore cum all over your face, and then I want to lick off all of my juice from your dazzling face.”

Rose’s tongue calmly came out of Kate’s twat. “You are not a whore, Mom,” Rose reminded her, shedding a tear.

I got off Kate and let her rise to her daughter. “I can be your whore, sweetheart,” Kate mentioned before she kissed her and placed her palms on Rose’s butt too. “There is no need to make videos with some other MILF; you can make as many of them as you want with your MILF, Rose,” she muttered, caressing her butt. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Mom,” Rose replied before she shoved Kate back down. “I’ll let you know when I shoot my next one,” she made clear, prior to diving right back to her mom’s snatch.

“Don’t forget to invite me,” I whispered, kissing Kate’s shoulder and cheek.

“Fuck, she will, horny wench. You can be the sexy aunt that gets on the mother/daughter action, happy?”

“Yes,” I answered before I made my way down with Rose.

I got an extra close look at the oddest, but important sexual element, known as incest. ‘Wow, to see a woman go to town on her mom is just sexually thrilling and I don’t think I am more in love with both of them right now. They are quite perfect for each other: Rose can use her tongue in ways I never thought possible, and Kate can take it like nobody’s business,’ I thought before I smooched Rose’s cheek. “Drink your mom’s juice too.”

She was doing so much; it was next to impossible to tell what all she was doing. It didn’t matter though, because even just the basic pussy eating style would have set me over the edge. I knew it was just a matter of time for both Kate and I before we had to explode, so just enjoyed the time until it happened.

“Seeing your tongue constantly moving all over your mom’s pussy is a phenomenal sighting, so I certainly hope you let me see this many more times to come. I promise I’ll do anything for you two; I’ll give up cock if I just get to see this view in the future.”

I was sure I could have spouted off a dictionary’s worth of stuff, and it wouldn’t have phased Rose at all. She was in the zone of her incestuous affair, and nothing was about to slow her down.

“Fuck yes, babe,” Kate moaned, twitching around nonstop. You are almost there. I’m sorry I couldn’t last longer, but you are my daughter, and you are just doing things to me now. I know this is shitty, but I’ve never loved you more than I do right now at this very second. Don’t ever change, Rose, stay this sexy hussy that you are now. I love you more like this, but stay sweet too though.”

Kate couldn’t last much longer to save her life; I saw it written all over her face even with her shut eyes. I couldn’t even pick one thing to focus on: Rose or Kate. Both were worth seeing, but yet, I could only watch one.

Although, then Kate covered her face. “Shit, here it comes, angel, I love you,” she mumbled ever so lightly.

I glanced back at Rose as she backed away a few inches and let the miracle of having her mom splash her face come into motion. I watched it as if it was a verdict getting ready to be read. I already knew what it would be in this case, but everything was built up to this.

“Yes!” Kate hissed before she let her seed loose.

It bolted out of her slit like a fire hydrant immediately going on full blast. Even as I had seen Rose make the same woman cum so many times before, I still found myself feeling like this was the best thing I was ever going to see.

She splattered her mom’s face even more than I could have ever imagined. She did it like a pro, and I could only guess that she regretted nothing. I couldn’t see her, but I was confident that she closed her eyes.

She went on for over thirty seconds, and I was sure that each of us loved every single second of it. I got incredibly hot just watching the spectacle, so I couldn’t even imagine how Kate felt exactly, but I knew she loved the feelings overall.

Twenty seconds after Kate couldn’t dole out anymore, Rose slowly climbed up on top of Kate and kissed her. After their lips drifted apart, Rose just put a six-inch gap between their faces. Neither of them uttered a word, but I saw Kate move some of Rose’s hair.

Kate played with it for a moment before she closed the gap. “I love you more I could ever tell you,” she whispered before she began licking her daughter’s face.

“I think sex does that to people, Mom.”

Everyone stayed silent as Kate cleaned off Rose’s face. It took about two minutes as she did it rather slowly, but it was still quite pleasurable too. Then after the last lick, their eyes met again.

 

“What, Mom, why are you crying?”

Kate just shed several tears and grabbed onto Rose’s hands. She brought her up with herself and kissed her again. I had no idea what to think, but my hand strayed away from my twat.

“Honey, why didn’t you tell me you liked girls, or that you were in that video? I’m your mother and I love you more than anyone else in the world, so I deserved to know.”

Rose swallowed and shed a few tears herself. “Do you hate me, Mom?”

“No, of course not.”

Rose angled her head down somewhat and stayed silent. Kate encased her arms around Rose and held her tight. Again, it seemed like they needed some space, so I waited for over five minutes.

“I love you, Rose,” Kate made clear, letting go of Rose. “You are the best daughter I could ever ask for, simple as that. If my lovely daughter wants to be with women and fuck older women while being filmed, I support you.”

“Mom, I only did one, but thank you.”

Then they began pushing their melons together.

“Rose, I saw your video over six months ago, and I’ve masturbated to it at least six-thousand times. I’ve wanted to bring it up many times, but you didn’t feel comfortable telling me then I certainly couldn’t do it. I wanted you to get right between my legs just like the chick,” she confessed before a pause. “I hope you think I just love you for your beauty.”

“No, it is alright, Mom. Now you got me between your legs, how does it feel?”

“Amazing, sweetheart,” Kate whispered before she calmly peeked down at Rose’s slit.

She seemed to be frozen as she just eyeballed her daughter down there. “May I try it on you please?” she pondered, bringing her head back up.

“You want to eat out your own daughter, you sick witch?”

“Yes.”

“Do you promise that you aren’t mad at me?”

“No, but I think you should practice first. Then you will be ready to get the pussy that you lust after,” Rose muttered before placing her hands on Kate’s face.

She turned it to me, and they both checked my body out.

“She is your best friend, but maybe you take her great snatch for a spin first. Trust me; I know you’ll love it. So, get down on your stomach and take her slit for a ride. I’ll make sure you know what you are doing, and you’ll get her off, so you’ll make her have one powerful orgasm too.”

“You are a kinky chick, babe.”

“I know, now get your skanky ass down there and get her off.”

Kate stayed silent for a moment, but peeked down. I wasn’t sure what she was thinking, but of course, I loved the feeling of actually feeling Kate’s tongue inside my slit too. I had to jiggle around somewhat just in the anticipation.

“What, Mom?”

She failed to speak for another moment, but she slowly came to Rose. “May I have another kiss, dear sexy daughter?”

Without delay, Rose placed her hands on her mom’s arms and pressed their lips together too. Their melons came together, and I even saw a little tongue action between them too. I loved the sight even with them just kissing.

They went at it for over three minutes before their lips parted. “You are the best daughter in the world, Rose.”

“I know, you are gaining a few points right now, but you’ll score so much more when I see you eat out your best friend. I’ll watch you only a few inches away and make sure you know what are you doing.”

Kate kissed Rose’s forehead and calmly got down on her stomach right in front of me.

“Her pussy is wide open, so have your way with it, Mom,” Rose suggested before she blew her mom a kiss.

Kate licked her lips for a few seconds and then she let her right hand come towards my snatch. Her fingers slipped in effortlessly and peeked at me. Nothing was said, but then her fingers suddenly began thrusting in and out.

I had to vibrate a bit more, and I also started grinding my teeth. I found myself wanting it more and more by the second, and I just had Rose right there eyeballing us. The concept of having the hot MILF that Rose came from just made me feel in the highest part of heaven.

‘The most severe, yet pleasurable form of taboo. What can I even say?’ I thought before I suddenly lied flat on my back. “And your tongue is in my cherry now, Kate,” I pointed out, placing my palms over my boobs.

“Kate we love you to death, but please try to silence yourself while this goes down. I want my mom to learn how to eat pussy properly, so suppress the urge to talk.”

I closed my eyes and rubbed my bosoms rather slowly. I immediately felt tingles soaring throughout my body, and I did my best to hold still. Although, it seemed nearly pointless for Rose to guide or teach her mom.

I felt her tongue instantly gently massaging my pussy walls. She wasn’t shy about pleasuring me at all, but I didn’t look at them or speak. As I was positive their mother/daughter thing just kept going between them; I took Rose’s words under advisement.

“Holy shit, Mom, have you eaten a woman out before?”

“No,” Kate moaned, failing to halt her pleasuring.

I heard both Rose and Kate making sounds down there. I had no problem envisioning the sexy action taking place: Kate going to town on my slit with no experience and Rose enjoying the show while scrubbing her pussy raw.

I scoured the carpeted floor as much as I could and of course got a little rug burn to go along with it, but I loved it. After only a moment, I even had to shed a few tears. Whether or not I would ever be able to speak, I already knew loved Kate’s tongue better.

I could only guess that it was because I had no much history with Kate. Either way, I also resisted the desire to touch Kate’s head. I wanted to place my hands on her head, but I decided not to for the time being.

“Yes, eat that sweet snatch, Mom. I swear you are swaying me to love more and more with each passing second. I’m masturbating to you now and letting out all of my juice. Please keep going and make her feel so damn good that she loves you the way I do.”

I finally peeked over at Rose, but to my surprise, she happened to glance my way. She blew me a kiss, so I returned the favor. I was unsure what this all meant, but I loved the possibilities.

“Mom, let me show you something,” Rose offered, leaning down towards my crotch.

“What, babe?” Kate pondered, backing away.

Rose came towards to my slit. “Suck these juicy lips into your mouth too, and angle your head up and down a few times too,” she explained before she demonstrated for her Kate.

“Damn,” I let out, placing my hands on her head. “You have some daughter here, Kate.”

“Shut up; I’m trying to learn so I can make her feel like a whole new woman.”

I failed to talk more, but I still moaned while trying to deal with the pleasure. Although, Rose cut that short as her mouth suddenly came off my cherry. Neither of them talked, but they did exchange rather lusty looks.

The mother/daughters connections seemed to be ironclad. It was even more evident when Rose grabbed Kate’s right hand and positioned it right on my twat. It looked like they were eye-fucking each other, but then Rose calmly leaned towards Kate.

With Kate’s hand remaining in the same place, they made out, and I assaulted my slit like never before. Even as I had my juice flowing out already, I couldn’t stop. With each passing second, I found myself a little closer to the edge, but I wasn’t going to stop no matter what.

Kate’s lips calmly parted from Rose’s. “I love you, babe. Don’t ever think I don’t. Even though we’ve had our disputes, I certainly hope you’ll never ever stop loving me.”

“No, of course not, Mom. Now that we’ve gotten into each other’s panties, I think we’re bonded for life now.”

“Good to know,” Kate whispered before she kissed Rose again and dropped back down to my pussy.

She immediately went to town on my cunt, wrapped her arms around my leg and looked right into my eyes. I looked right back at her, but unfortunately, I couldn’t stay upright. I lied flat back down on the floor, and the intense and great luxury took ahold of me.

Her tongue flung around like a damn pinball just going everywhere possible. I placed my hands back on my breasts, and my entire body twitched all around. I felt like it was Christmas morning, but only Mrs. Clause and her hot daughter showed up.

My entire body felt to be as hot as hell, but of course, my twat seemed to be feeling like it was on a stove with the flames burning it. Kate’s tongue was, and it was the most delightful pleasure I could have imagined.

“Fuck me, Mom. You seem like a pussy eating queen now: you are rubbing her lips down there, I’m sure you are teasing her clit and looking right at her. She isn’t looking back, but we both know she loves the thrill right now. Damn, you are one hell of a mom.”

“She knows that, whore.”

Kate’s lips directly rose up. “Be nice to my girlfriend, she might be whorish, but she has feelings, hussy.”

“Shut the fuck up, Kate and eat my pussy right in front of her. Let her see me cum all over your face.”

“Fuck, that is hot, tart,” Kate moaned, shoving her fingers deeper into my slit. “Don’t stop loving me either,” she ordered me before she dove right back into my twat.

“Come here, Rose.”

She failed to waste any time, so she immediately dropped down. She pasted her lips onto mine, and we both encased our arms around each other too. Again, the whole mood seemed to be getting more magical.

‘Oh, what a fantasy: getting eaten out by a ravishing woman while her daughter has her lips on mine too. If I could get them together again, I’d consider joining the other team. A mother/daughter team doesn’t come around often, and this one is extra special.’

“Oh, fuck,” I groaned while kissing Rose. “Damn, Rose, your mother is excellent.”

I did my best not to break the intimacy, but of course, that was next to impossible.

‘Shit, why did I even invite Rose down here with me. I can’t last much longer as it was, then I had her come to me, and she glued her lips to mine. Damn, I love these two broads. They are gorgeous and swaying me to be their bitch.’

After five minutes, Rose’s lips calmly came off mine. “If you fucking tell my dad about any of this, I will mother fucking bust you up, wench.”

“Do you kiss your mother with that mouth, cunt?”

“I do now, Lil. Make sure you splatter her face like a bitching fire hydrant.”

“Only if you invite me in with you two again.”

“Fine, skank,” Rose whined before she kissed me again.

Oddly enough, as Rose made out with me again, I found my nerves calming down. I couldn’t comprehend it, but it was happening. I began slowing down my breathing, and I was sure my heart rate lazily started to go down.

As time went on, Rose also gradually let more and more of her body onto mine. I could only imagine that maybe the love was flowing out onto me from her as well. I loved the theory, but of course, all bets were off.

‘This hussy is helping her mom commit adultery, that is hot, only because is it morally wrong. It is a mom and daughter, but I can’t stop this. Does it make me bad?’ I thought before a gap. ‘If it does, fuck it; I never really liked Chase anyway.’

I felt Kate tease my clit several times over ten minutes, all the while I had Rose’s lips on mine too. Although, then I knew that ever so sexy best friend went for my labia with her incredibly slick tongue.

I pushed Rose’s lips off mine. “Son of a bitch, Kate, I have to shoot now, you fucking hot witch,” I cried, closing my eyes.

I felt Rose keeping her body on mine, but of course, that didn’t stop me from twitching around like a mechanical robot.

“Oh, fuck yes,” I whined, kicking the bed with my heels numerous times.

My pussy unleashed my juice just as the bitching fire hydrant that Rose wanted. I had no idea how much I let out, but it was beyond amazing. I was already quite hot, but as I needed to let out that seed, the temperature rose up beyond belief.

Despite the slight displeasure, I still loved the taboo aspect of everything. The incest was great, but also knowing about the adultery was terrific too. To top it all off, I got to give my best friend probably the most personal gift one woman could give another.

After the orgasm that seemed to last forever in my mind anyway, I just let out an intense breath. Then my heartfelt to be going into the darkness as if it was just going black and dying at an exceptional rate.

“Fuck, I can barely breathe now,” I whispered, shedding a few tears.

I just stayed down, but I felt the mattress moving somewhat.

“I love you, Mom,” I heard Rose say.

“Trust me; words can not express how much I love you, Rose. Oh, that tickles.”

After thirty seconds or so, I glanced at them. ‘How sweet, Rose is cleaning off her mom’s face with her tongue.’

I had to close my eyes again and try to relax. My whole figure felt as if I just got done running a marathon, but I still wouldn’t trade it for anything. The experience was undeniably terrific, and nothing could compare to it.

After five minutes or so, I felt them lie next to me. I opened my eyes to see them still making out, so I just waited them out. They certainly had to run out of steam at some point, so I just relaxed and felt my pussy many times too.

“Rose, could you give us some privacy so I can pleasure my daughter properly? I want to be alone with her right now.”

“No, Mom. If you want to have sex again, you are going have to take me out to dinner first,” Rose corrected her, rising up on her butt.

“Really?” Kate questioned, coming up with her.

“Yes, you don’t have a problem with that, do you, Mom?”

“You are guaranteeing me you are you going to put out?”

She nodded and turned to me. “If you let my dad get any sort idea about us, then you are dead. You got that, dead,” she warned me slowly getting closer to me.

“I understand.”

“Good, could I go another round with you before you head out?”

“Yes.”

“But then, you are all mine, babe,” Kate pointed out, wrapping her arms around Rose.

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Becky, the world’s first futa, participates in the naughtiest game show of all time!

The World’s First Futa – Futa’s Naughty Jobs

Chapter One: Futa’s First Hot Game Show

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

April 17th, 2047

I was still riding the emotional high of declaring to the world just how much I loved my young wife. Though our relationship was only four years and four months old, she had become my world. I had to wait until I was in my forties to meet my soulmate, but I did. The moment I laid eyes on Sharron, eighteen and quivering, she stole my heart.

After talking about attending the wedding of Sharron’s parents, my ex-boyfriend Kurt to his soulmate Rosemary, and spending the wedding night with the happy couple fucking the bride as many times as I could, I just had to share to the world the depths of my love for Sharron.

“And we’re back in thirty seconds,” the male producer said.

I nodded my head, the makeup guy—when dealing with me, it was best to use men since women could lose control and fuck me, especially if they’ve never been bred by me before—touched up my mascara and the foundation on my cheeks after the tears of joy I shed.

Sharron still fanned her face as she just stood off stage.

“Wow,” Adelia said as she took her place on the couch. Like me, she needed her makeup fixed. The caramel-skinned, mixed-race talk show host gave me a big smile. “That had to keep viewership high, and I can just imagine the amount of rewatches that clip will generate.”

“I’m sure there’s already a dozen videos on YouTube remixed of it with sappy music playing. Like Sarah McLachlan or something.”

“Ah, yes, oldies are always nice to put on songs.”

I shook my head. I was a little young to know Sarah McLachlan at her height during the Nineties, but I forgot that I had a decade on Adelia. Then I shivered, remembering that Nirvana played on oldie rock networks on Spotify and Pandora these days.

Where had the years gone?

“Well,” Adelia said, “you good to continue, Becky? That almost wiped me out.”

“I am,” I said, taking a deep breath. “I didn’t think talking about that night would bring up such emotions and…”

My words trailed off as Adelia held up her hand. “Let’s save that for when we’re live. Which is in…?”

“Five seconds,” the male producer answered. He stood between two of the cameras streaming this interview live to the world. Behind him lurked the shadowy studio audience. I could feel them still buzzing with the emotional high they shared in.

“Welcome back,” Adelia said smoothly when the red lights blinked on atop the camera. “For those just joining in, I’m here with President Becky Woodward celebrating her forty-eighth birthday. We’ve been talking about her life as the world’s first futa. You just missed out on an emotional display as she discussed attending the wedding of her ex-boyfriend, Kurt Albertson. The very man whose cum triggered her transformation.”

“Hard to forget a guy that changes your life,” I quipped, sitting up straight.

“I bet,” Adelia said. “Now, you said that you realized how empty your life was after seeing him wit his new bride, Rosemary.”

“I was twenty-three, been a futa for four-and-a-half years. I never had a girlfriend in all of that time. I was just having sex. Five or six different women a day. Sometimes more. It was pleasure, pure hedonism. I was breeding nubile virgins and married MILFs. It was incredible, but seeing Kurt and Rosemary’s love reminded me of what I would have had if this never happened.

“Kurt and I would have been in that much love. Or so I always thought.” I shrugged. “I don’t know what would my life had been like if I hadn’t changed, but I thought I’d have what Rosemary did. And now… I felt it’s loss. I didn’t have a purpose.”

“So did you go out and try to find one?” Adelia asked.

“I started to, but it was just easier for me to get lost in the pleasure of new pussy. It was such a… distraction.”

Adelia laughed, rich and full of honest joy. “Mmm, I bet it was.”

“I didn’t find a purpose until I was nominated for president. That really sharpened my life into focus.” I shrugged. “But that didn’t have for… what, another fifteen years. So I just spent the rest of my twenties and half my thirties just… existing. I did weird jobs, whatever amusements I could find to change things up before it got boring.”

“Like starring in a porno about your own life?” Adelia asked.

“That was… novel.” I leaned back. “I think the Japanese game show was one of the weirdest things I experienced during this time. It was… a couple years after the wedding, maybe three and…”

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January 7th, 2025

I had no idea what the announcer was saying as he spoke in such rapid Japanese. I barely knew any of the language. It wasn’t that hard living in Tokyo when you only spoke English, and the TV studio was a big help, providing me with so many comforts so they could have me for their new game show: “Futanari Explosion!”

Yep, they used the English word there and it always made me giggle when the announcer said it in this super dramatic voice struggling with the word. The Japanese, I’d learned, had a hard time with L’s and multiple consonants piled together.

The host, Osamu Kato, had such energy. The balding, short Japanese man, his skin a dark shade of olive, raced up and down the stage as he cheered on the dozen or so women who were running an obstacle course in order to win the grand prize of the game: getting fucked by me live on Japanese TV.

I kept hearing my name, pounced as “Bakukee,” shouted by Mr. Osamu as he screamed into his microphone. The dozen women were racing forward through suspended punching bags painted garish shades of pinks and purples. They knocked the naked women around, making their luscious tits jiggle. All were native Japanese women in their twenties or thirties, fit and sexy. The first three to make it to the end would participate in the rest of the show.

My dick ached and throbbed as I watched the lead woman—an energetic Japanese gal with round, bouncing tits—burst out of the swinging punching bags and raced to a balance beam over what looked to a pit full of vanilla pudding.

The watching crowd whooped and cheered as the naked woman stepped out onto the thin beam, her arms thrust out before her. Her silky, black hair danced about her shoulders as her dainty feet stepped across it.

The end of the obstacle course loomed before her. She just had to navigate a steep slope with a moat of a black, tar-like liquid at the bottom. Maybe it was chocolate syrup. Or, here in the Japan, it could have been something else.

They had such weird snack foods.

A second woman burst out of the punching bags, young and youthful. She darted out onto the beam with such confidence. She made it two steps before she slipped. I winced as she fell, straddling the beam, my pussy clenching in sympathy as her small tits bounced. Then she rolled to the right and fell into the pudding.

The crowd cheered louder. Mr. Osamu shouted in his microphone while striking a strange pose. He wore a purple tracksuit of all things, a gold medallion dangling about his neck like he was some sort of rap star.

More women were bursting out of the punching bags. The bottleneck to get on the balance beam had them all tousling and scrambling together. A busty woman gasped as she was pushed off, her hair streaking around her face as she went splat into the pudding, her tits heaving.

These women were ravenous to have sex with me.

A tall and slender woman was the next across the balance beam while the first was leaping to the slope. She grasped a bump and began climbing up it to the top while the slender woman darted across the beam in record time. Other women were falling into the pudding, but another two managed to cross.

Mr. Osamu was almost hysterical, his face going ruddy as he screamed into the microphone. That first woman hauled herself to the top and smacked one of the three buttons. Then she bounced on her heels and thrust out her fingers in a V while the cameras recorded her perky body and heaving tits.

She was sexy. They all were.

My futa-dick ached and throbbed. I wondered if I would get to fuck her before the nation of Japan. I fisted my girl-cock as I waited, a camera trained on me. I winked at it, my blonde hair falling about my face, my round tits swaying. The second woman reached the top, smacking another button. Her small tits jiggled as she threw an arm into the air and cried out in Japanese:

“Yatta!”

I had no idea what it meant.

Two women, one short and busty and the other petite and girlish, jumped for the slope at the same time. The short woman’s big tits heaved before her. She smacked into the side and grasped one of the round protrusions on the slope. The petite girl hit the slope. She gasped, scrambled for purchase, then tumbled. She let out a gasp before rolling down and landing in the thick, dark syrup. Her tiny tits quivered, the sauce spilling up them as she squirmed on her rump.

The busty girl made it to the top and hit the last button.

“Winners!” shouted Mr. Osamu in English.

And just like that, the lights died as the first commercial break went in. I groaned, my pussy leaking juices down my thighs. This was the premier episode of the game show, and it was wild. I couldn’t believe the obstacle course these girls had to run through. They were all so eager for it, too. The winning girls were brought over to me. The all smiled at me, their eyes so smoky.

I learned their names then.

The first girl was Junko. She had an energetic bounce about her and a cute, round face. Her breasts swayed as she couldn’t stop moving. She gave me a cute wave and fluttered her eyes at me before breaking into giggles.

The second girl, the tall and slender one, was more reserved but still obviously eager to be here. She kept fingering her nipples as she wiggled her hips. Her name was Hanako. “Which means Little Flower, Becky-san,” she added to me. “I told have very sweet flower.”

“I bet you do,” I told her, my dick aching, barely parsing her broken English.

“Watashi wa Kimiko,” the third girl said, her big tits jiggling. I knew enough Japanese now to understand she said: “I am Kimiko.” She squirmed, rubbing her thighs together, her pussy shaved and glistening.

“Okay, we have quick interview with the girls, then the fun begins,” Mr. Osamu said, giving me a big grin. “Okay, Becky?”

“Okay!” I said, giving him a thumbs up with my left hand; my right was occupied. “I’ll just keep jerking my dick.”

“Such big dick,” Hanako muttered, her eyes staring at it with such hunger. Then she gasped as Osamu turned her around to face the cameras.

I had no idea what any of the contestants said as they answered questions. Japanese spilled so fast out of their mouths. It sounded so musical, so beautiful, and utterly alien to me. The girls were all eager. They all were squirming, especially Junko. They faced away from me during the interviews, letting me enjoy their three naked asses, Hanako’s thick bush gleaming with drops of her pussy juices.

I fondled my round breast, my pink nipple aching. My hand wanted to pump my cock faster, but I had to wait. I couldn’t cum. Yet. After seven years since I became a futanari, the world had changed so much. Even here in Japan, they were showing sex on a game show, complete with naked girls. In America, the 28th Amendment passed last year giving adults the freedom to have sex wherever they wanted, even on national TV.

No longer did the FCC have to look the other way when I was getting naughty on TV thanks to the Becky Amendment, as people were calling it.

What would the world be like in another decade or so when the first of my daughters became eighteen. Would they make women as horny as I did? Would they cause them to go into hyper-ovulation and heat, becoming so eager to be bred by me? In a hundred years, would the human race only be futanari?

Maybe.

“It’s time for FUTANARI CUM EXPLOSION!” Mr. Osamu said, suddenly shouting in English.

The three contests spun around, Kimiko’s big tits bouncing before her. They fell to the ground before me and began wrestling each other. Their naked bodies slipped and squirmed around each other as the three fought to be on top.

I shuddered at the sight of their bodies rubbing together. Hard nipples thrust from their breasts. They pressed their tits into each other. They moaned and groaned, thighs rubbing against juicy pussies. Hands grabbed rumps.

“CUM! CUM! CUM!” chanted the watching crowd.

I fisted my cock hard now. No holding back. I stood over the three wrestling, squirming women. They gasped and moaned, crying out in Japanese as they all struggled to be on top, to be exposed to my spurting jizz when I orgasmed.

It was so hot. One moment, Kimiko and her big tits was heaving on top of the pile, her eyes so eager, the next energetic Junko was onto, her round breasts bouncing before her, dusky-olive nipples so hard. Then Hanako squirmed to the top, her slender rump thrusting up at me, her dark bush gleaming wet between her thighs.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned. “Ooh, you little sluts want to be covered in my jizz.”

“Becky-san!” Hanako moaned before she vanished back into the pile.

“CUM! CUM! CUM!”

The entire studio rumbled with the crowd’s passion. It fed the ache building and building in the depths of my pussy. I kept myself on edge all through the obstacle course and the interviews, my ovaries begging to unleash a huge load of jizz.

“You three sluts just want to be coated in it.”

“Yes, yes, slut!” groaned Kimiko. She popped out on top, her round face twisted in pleasure. “Spill seed on us, Becky!”

“Cover us!” gasped Hanako.

“Futanari no Seishi!” moaned Kimiko, her hands cupping her tits before Junko seized those big breasts and pulled her down to the floor again.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped, my pussy clenching.

My hand flew up and down my dick. The pressure built and built at the spongy tip, aching to burst out of me. Every time my stroking hand reached the pinnacle and caressed my crown, pleasure shot down to my pussy and ovaries.

My face twisted. All of Japan watched right now. I bet women were fingering their cunts or jamming dildos into their pussies wishing they were one of three writhing before me about to be bathed in my jizz.

My hand shot up to the tip of my dick. My tits heaved. Pleasure exploded in the depths of my pussy. My orgasm rippled through my cunt. My pussy convulsed, flooding juices hot down my thighs while my dick…

My dick erupted.

Cum shot from my girl-cock. My white splattered for the three writhing women. Kimiko popped out between Junko and Hanako, cupping those big tits. My cum splattered across them. That first load spilled all over her heaving mounds.

Junko scrambled. She thrust her face up and over Kimiko’s big boobs. I groaned, my second blast splattering across her cheek and nose before the other half painted a short line on Kimiko’s heaving tit right across her nipple.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I howled, fisting my cock as my jizz pumped out of me.

Pleasure slammed into my mind. Dizzying waves of bliss surged over me. The crowd thundered their excitement while my cum splattered the three girls. Hanako managed get a stripe of pearly jizz across her side and hip and Kimiko got another big load to splash on her shaved pussy, my jizz rolling over her juicy labia.

My final spurt erupted. Kimiko darted her head forward, eyes closed, while Hanako did the same. Most landed on Kimiko, a curving line that went over her lips before spilling onto Hanako’s forehead and into her black hair.

“Ooh, that was good,” I panted.

“Futanari cum explosion!” roared Mr. Osamu.

“FUTANARI CUM EXPLOSION!” cheered the crowd while the three contestants gained their feet.

The winner was clear. Kimiko had easily twice my cum dripping off her body. I shuddered, my body buzzing with rapture while Kimiko bounced her jizz-splattered tits before the cameras and the cheering crowd, more of my spunk leaking down her thighs.

Round one was over.

Round two was… interesting. I didn’t get to participate, which I thought was a shame. I just had to sit around and look sexy, my futa-cock thrusting up from my lap, my twenty-five-year-old body on display for every one to ogle. The three women knelt on their hands on knees on padded pillows while piston sex machines were moved in behind them.

If you don’t know what a piston sex machine is, they might be the most expensive sex toy in the world. They provide motors for fucking dildos in and out of a woman’s pussy. If you’ve ever seen a porno of a girl getting fucked by a pistoning dildo, it was similar to one of these devices. They maneuvered each one behind the contestant, sliding a thick, bumpy dildo into her pussy.

I wished it was my dick, but there was only one of me.

I sat before them, the prize they were all shooting for. The three women all stared at me with such hunger. Then the puzzles were dumped out before them. They weren’t big puzzles, only seventy-five pieces, but you try putting one together while a dildo pumped in and out your pussy.

“PUSSY PUZZLE EXPLOSION!” shouted Mr. Osamu at the top of his lungs, his gold medallion bouncing on his chest as he leaped up into the air.

The machines hummed to life. The women gasped and moaned as the dildos fucked their cunts. Fast. They pistoned in and out of them with speeds no guy, or a blonde futanari, could match. In moments, pussy cream dribbled down their thighs.

The three women moaned in Japanese, their faces twisted in rapture. Kimiko’s heavy tits swayed back and forth, my cum dribbling down her breasts to her fat nipples. Junko’s had a nice bounce to them as she sorted through her puzzle, struggling to assemble her pieces. Hanako’s firm titties hardly moved, but she had a flood of pussy juices flowing down her thighs.

She thrust her tongue through her plump lips and went to work on the puzzle.

“Ooh, yes, yes, put those puzzles together and you’ll get to enjoy me,” I moaned, thrusting my legs wide, my pussy on display for them, my blonde bush soaked by my juices. I fisted my dick, precum spilling out the tip. My toes curled as I whimpered in delight. Such pleasure built and built in me. “Yes, yes, you can do it.”

The girls moaned and gasped, fumbling at the pieces. The machines fucked their pussies so fast and hard. It was such a wicked treat to enjoy. My toes curled as I pumped my hand up and down my dick. I didn’t have to hold back.

And neither did the contestants.

“Iku!” Kimiko howled, her back arching as she exploded on the dildo fucking in and out of her pussy. Her orgasmic bliss burned across her face while her hand scattered her puzzle, breaking several pieces off.

Beside her, Junko shook her head, struggling against the pleasure. It spilled across her features. I leaned forward, fisting my dick so hard and fast. My pussy clenched as I smiled at her. She stared up at me.

“Becky!” Junko moaned. “Futa-chan!”

“Yes!” I groaned as she orgasm. My futa-dick pulsed. My hot cum fired up my body to splatter my tits.

“FUTANARI EXPLOSION!” screamed the crowd as I writhed in bliss, my dick erupting, coating my breasts in my own jizz for the nation of Japan to witness. My eyes fluttered as I groaned, the bliss flooding through my body.

I loved it. It was so incredible. I drank it as the rapture pumped through me. My hips kept fucking up into the air. I whimpered, grinding my teeth together as I savored such bliss pumping through my veins, electrifying my passions.

The chair creaked beneath me. I squirmed and groaned. My ass clenched and my toes spasmed. My head leaned back as the crowd cheered on my pleasures. My futa-dick spurted a final time, a powerful blast that splashed salt across my face.

“Futanari explosion!” I shouted.

“FUTANARI EXPLOSION!” the crowd answered.

I panted, my round breasts heaving as the pleasure coursed through my body. I whimpered and shook my head, my entire body buzzing from the delight that pumped through me. I drank in the applause, the whoops, the joy the audience took in witnessing my orgasm. I loved being in front of people.

This game show would be awesome. It was like hosting the Ms. Bred Beauty Pageant, but I only got to do that once a year. I would get this rush every week. Something to fill my heart. I smiled, my tits heaving, my cum running down them.

I sat up, blinking, staring at the contestants.

Junko had recovered from her orgasm while busty Kimiko still gasped and moaned, pussy juices flooding down her thighs. Was she cumming again? Her big breasts swayed as her hands clenched about puzzle pieces. Hanako, in the center, concentrated. Her flushed face stared down at the Pieces her fingers working. She had an impressive lead.

But could she keep it.

“Mmm,” I purred, my right hand idly sweeping up the cum dribbling down my tits. I brought it to my lips, savoring the salty treat as I watched the tall and slender Hanako fumble with a puzzle piece.

The piston sex machine fucked her as hard as the other two. Her entire body trembled. Her eyes squeezed tight. Her jaw clenched. Her entire face contorted. I groaned, realizing she warred against an orgasm. Would she surrender to the piece. Junko was catching up. The energetic girl’s hands flying as she scooped up puzzle pieces.

Hanako whimpered. Her hand fumbled to push in the next piece. She was just so close. She squeezed her eyes shut again, her face contorting. Junko let out a shout of delight, popping in another one of her pieces.

“Come on,” I muttered and then scooped up an other gob of cum. I brought it to my mouth and popped it in.

Loved it.

“You can do it,” I groaned. Something about Hanako’s determination filled me with delight.

Her eyes snapped open. She grabbed her piece and jammed it in. Then she grabbed her final piece, twisted it, the piston sex machine fucking her pussy so hard and fast. My own cunt clenched in envy, wanting to experience that pistoning delight.

Then Hanako popped her piece in. “Yatta!”

She surrendered to her passion. Her face fell as she orgasmed so hard, triumph burning about her face. The crowd roared as for the winner of the second round. I groaned, loving the look of bliss rippling across Hanako’s face.

She earned every moment of bliss coursing through her body. She deserved every bit of the rapture surging through her. I was so happy for her. I beamed at her and trembled in delight. Her head snapped up, her small tits jiggling.

“WINNER!” howled Mr. Osamu. He grabbed her arm and wrenched her up to her feet, pulling her pussy off the fucking machine. “WINNER! PUSSY PUZZLE EXPLOSION!”

I just shuddered while the other two girls stood on unsteady feet. And that brought us to the question round. The three girls were brought before small plinths, all made of clear plastic, topped with a red button. It was so skinny so as not to hide their bodies, Kimiko’s big tits covered in my drying jizz. Behind them were the score boards. Hanako and Kimiko both had twenty points, a two question lead, over poor Junko.

She’d have to be quick.

I trembled in my chair. Whoever came out of this with the most points, would win. I sat on my throne, the prize for the three girls. They faced me, licking their lips, all so hungry for it. All so eager to rush at me.

Each wore a collar with a chain that lead back to a wall making sure none of the losers tried to rush at me and mount me. Only the winner got that joy. At least on camera. I had no doubts I would enjoy all three of them before the night was over.

And, of course, the winner won some money, but I doubt any of those three really cared about it. Not when they stared at me with such hunger in their eyes. They licked their lips, eyes glassy, pale-olive faces flushed.

Kimiko fondled those big, lush tits. Junko fingered her pussy, her digits buried into her thick, black bush.

I didn’t understand the first question. I wish I spoke some Japanese.

Junko smacked her buzzer, her round breasts heaving, her left hand still fingering her twat. She answered in Japanese and bells went off. Mr. Osamu pulled out the clothespin from his pocket. Punishments weren’t uncommon in Japanese game shows.

My nipple throbbed as he clamped it onto Junko’s nipple. She gasped and shuddered, her face scrunching up with pain. Then her eyes landed on me. She stared at me with such intensity, enduring the pain for a chance to fuck me.

Behind her, 10 points appeared on the board. I blinked. She got the question right?

Mr. Osamu barked out his next question. Kimiko smacked in, said something in Japanese. A loud, honking sound played and red lights flashed. She got it wrong. Then Junko smacked her board and shouted something.

Bells rang. She winced, threw back her shoulders, and thrust her round tits at Mr. Osamu to accept her “point.” My futa-cock twitched as he clamped her other nipple with the clothespin. She shuddered, dancing in place, her left hand still fingering her pussy while she let out a moan of pain.

Or of rapture.

Then I understood why a contestant would want to win those earlier rounds and earn bonus points. It meant less clothespins clamped on their tits. I shuddered as I watched the questions fly out of Mr. Osamu’s mouth, the girls smacking in, their breasts jiggling. They’d answer questions then tense, waiting for the pain. Soon, all three had both nipples clamped and Junko had two more clothespins biting into her tits, pinching her flesh.

She endured it for me.

I shuddered, feeling so flattered that these three Japanese women allowed their tits to be clamped just to fuck me. They all moaned. They all gasped. Soon, all three were masturbating. Their faces were flushed. Juices flowed down their thighs as they stammered through their answers. They were all moaning, shuddering.

“Becky-san!” whimpered Junko. She had seven clothespins dangling off her tits plus the two on her nipples. “Becky-san!” Her face contorted in rapture as she came, finding ecstasy amid the pain coursing through her tits.

It was so beautiful.

Hanako smacked her buzzer, taking advantage of Junko’s distraction, and receiving her fifth clothespin on her small tits. She didn’t have much tits, so her skin looked stretched taut by the clothespins. She leaned over, moaning, her fingers plunging in and out of her thigh.

The crowd drank it in.

Hanako smacked the buzzer on the next question and took the lead. Her body swayed, her nipples bouncing as the clothespins pulled on them. She stared at me with such hungry eyes as Mr. Osamu barked out the next question.

Her and Junko both smacked their hands down. Kimiko, who only had two clothespins on her big tits, didn’t even try. I gasped as Hanako’s light came on. She landed just slightly ahead of Junko. She cried out her answer. “Fujisan!”

“Kurekuto!” howled Mr. Osamu. He said then when they got them right. He pulled out one last clothespin and clipped it onto her right breast. She groaned, her body contorting. Then he stepped back and shouted. “WINNER! FUTANARI EXPLOSION!”

“FUTANARI EXPLOSION!” shouted the crowd.

With a buzz, Hanako’s collar snapped open. Released, the winner charged at me. Her tall, lithe body dashed past Mr. Osamu. Her small breasts jiggled. The clothespins pinching her tits and nipples bouncing up and down. She had such joy in her eyes.

“Becky-san!” she moaned, falling to her knees. “I win you! I win futanari explosion!”

Such joy burned in her slanted eyes.

“Yes, you did,” I groaned as she gasped my futa-dick, fisting it before all of Japan. The cameras moved in, recording her ducking her head down and burying her face into my blonde bush.

I groaned as her hungry tongue lapped at my pussy with such energy. She fluttered it up my folds. I groaned, my toes curling. My round, cum-stained tits heaved from the shock of pleasure rippling through me. My dick throbbed in her stroking hand. She fisted up and down my dick while staring up at me past my shaft.

“I win!” she moaned again then licked at my labia.

“You are a winner, Hanako!” I gasped, her tongue fluttering along my folds. “Just enjoy. Eat my pussy.”

“Pussy!” she gasped. Then she sucked on my labia for a moment. “So good. Yum.”

I loved her enthusiasm. She endured the clothespins, completed the obstacle course, fought off the piston sex machine pleasure all so she could love me. A dizzy thrill ran through me. My futa-dick throbbed in her hand. I loved this.

Her tongue bathed my pussy. She licked up my juices as they flowed out of me. She feasted on my cream while the crowd celebrated her victory. I squirmed on my throne, loving this. Loving this country.

“I love Japan!” I moaned, my futa-dick throbbing in her stroking hand. Every time she pumped up the pinnacle and massaged my spongy crown, my pussy clenched on her probing tongue.

She swirled it through my depths. She plundered in and out of my cunt, teasing me, driving me so wild. My eyes fluttered. My heart pounded. I squirmed and shuddered. My eyes rolled back in my head. It was such a delicious delight. I savored this. My thighs squeezed about her face.

Her hand stroked faster and faster. She worshiped me with that naughty tongue. She was so skilled about it. I whimpered as my orgasm built and built in me. My ovaries grew tighter and tighter. My toes curled and—

“Futa-chan,” Mr. Osamu said, leaning in at me as I shuddered. “How is Hanako-chan doing? Is she making your pussy feel very well?”

“Oh, yes,” I panted as he held out his microphone before me. “Such a good pussy licker. She’s going to make me cum so hard.”

Then he leaned down, lowering the microphone. He spoke to her in Japanese. She lifted her face, her lips and cheeks shiny with my juices. She had such a beaming smile on her face as she answered him in their musical, beautiful tongue.

Then she leaned up and sucked on the tip of my girl-dick.

My eyes bulged at the sudden warmth engulfing my dick. Her amazing tongue that just so pleased my pussy now danced around the spongy crown of my dick. I groaned and shuddered. My pussy clenched, my toes curling.

“And how is her cock-sucking?” asked Mr. Osamu.

“Oh, she’s good,” I moaned. Then I gasped as Hanako jammed a pair of fingers into my pussy. “Very good. She’s going to make me cum.”

“Just flood her mouth will all your… jism. Your futa-jism?”

“Yes, yes, all of it!” I moaned, my pussy clenching down on those delightful digits pumping away inside of me.

My body shuddered. The pleasure surged down my cock and swirled through my snatch. It was such a wicked delight. My eyes fluttered while the bliss rippled through me. She sucked so hard on my girl-dick while plundering my cunt. My ovaries drank in the stimulation.

It wouldn’t be long before I exploded. My head tossed, one of the cameras moving in, getting a close-up of my flushed face. I stared right into it, looking out at the nation of Japan as Hanako thrust a third finger into my cunt while her mouth slid up and down my dick.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” I screamed out. “I’m going to… Cum!”

My futa-jizz fired into Hanako’s mouth. My pussy convulsed about her thrusting fingers. She plunged them in deep, burying them into the hilt in me. My body shivered. Stars burst across my vision while I shuddered and writhed in rapture. My legs shook while ecstasy fired into my mind.

Hanako moaned about my erupting girl-cock. She swallowed down my seed. Her eyes squeezed shut. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked hard, drawing out more and more cum from the reservoir of my ovaries.

“Oh, that was good,” I groaned.

“FUTANARI EXPLOSION!” howled Mr. Osamu.

“FUTANARI EXPLOSION!” roared the crowd.

Hanako’s mouth popped off my dick, cum and her drool leaking down her chin. “Futanari explosion!” she gasped as she rose. “Yummy futanari explosion!”

“Uh-huh,” I groaned as her small tits came in to sight, still covered in the clothespin, both her nipples pinched tight.

She grasped my shaft. She stroked me as she straddled my waist. I groaned as she brought my cock to her juicy pussy. Then she impaled herself down my shaft. Her juicy pussy swallowed my clit-dick, my crown still hypersensitive from my orgasm.

I whimpered as she sank down it. Her head arched back, thrusting those small, clothespin-pinched tits at me. Her hands grasped my blonde hair as she worked her hips, sliding and swirling her pussy around my futa-cock.

“Damn!” I groaned. “Oh, Hanako, you’re so hot.”

“Futa-cock!” she moaned. “Big futa-cock!” Then she cried out in Japanese.

Mr. Osamu laughed.

Pleasure coursed through my body. A dizzy delight rippled through me as I stared at those small, jiggling breasts bouncing before me. The clothespins flicked up and down. They looked so painful. I grabbed one pinching at the bottom of her right tip and squeezed the ends, freeing her.

Her pussy clamped down at me. She gasped, her tits quivering. The pale imprint in her flesh flushed dark as the blood rushed back in. She whimpered, her cunt feeling incredible about my dick. She quivered atop me.

“Futa-chan!” she panted, pumping her tight cunt up and down my girl-dick. “More! More! Feel good!”

I seized another clothespin from her other breast. I yanked it off. She squealed, her pussy clamping down hard about my girl-dick. The grip of her silky cunt made me tremble. Pleasure spilled down my shaft while the ache built and built at the tip.

I wanted to erupt into her silky heaven so badly. I wanted to pump her full of all my jizz. I seized another clothespin and ripped it off her tit. Then a fourth. She gasped and squealed, her nipples bouncing, still pinched.

“You get so hot when I take these off,” I groaned. “Your pussy feels amazing. Makes me want to cum in you.”

“Yes, yes, cum! Breed! Give me baby! Futa-baby!” Her face contorted in ecstasy. She slammed her cunt down my cock, engulfing every inch of me in her juicy pussy.

Was there anything better than a hot pussy fucking up and down my cock? Tight, hot, silky, wet pussy. I loved it.

I could feel her building towards her orgasm. She craved it. She wanted my seed pumping into her, craved that explosive release. It would shudder through her. She would ride that wave right to her ecstatic bliss, gasping and moaning, crying out for all the world to hear as she milked my cock, eager for my futa-cum to breed her.

My ovaries clenched. They were eager to unleash more of my cum. In nine months, Japan would be awash in my futa-daughters. They loved futanari here. They had an entire genre about women growing dicks before I ever appeared.

Now they wrote them about me. I saw so many comics, and even an Anime on their TV, starring me. It was all so incredible. It made me ache and throb. My hips thrust up from the throne, meeting her pussy slamming down my shaft.

Our flesh slapped together. Her small tits jiggled with their firm perkiness. Her nipples bounced, waving those clothespins. They begged to be pulled off. To give this heavenly creature some sort of relief.

I grasped the one on her right nipple. I tugged on it. She gasped, her pussy clenching down so hard on my futa-cock. I groaned at the tight grip. It was incredible. My head tossed back and forth, my pussy clenching and toes curling.

She engulfed every inch of my futa-cock as I pulled off the clothespin.

Her right nipple sprang into its normal thick, thrusting shape. She squealed in rapture. Her head tossed back and forth, black hair dancing in silky strands about her face. Her pussy clenched down so hard on my girl-dick.

Her juices flowed, soaking my crotch.

“Futa-chan!” she moaned, her eyes fluttering. “Yes, yes, yes. So good! Cum in me! Breed me!”

“Oh, I will,” I told her, giving her a big grin.

I ripped off her other clothespin. She gasped, freed of all the pain. I leaned down, engulfing her sore nub, soothing it with my wet mouth. My tongue swabbed around it. Her hands dug into my blonde hair as she slammed down my girl-shaft.

And came.

Her pussy convulsed about my dick. Her flesh writhed about me. I groaned and shuddered, sucking so hard on her nipples. It was such a wicked thrill. Her flesh spasmed about me, milking me, driving me wild with such rapture. I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut.

“Breed me!” she gasped. “Give me futa-jism. Yes, yes. Thick cream! In my pussy! Baby! Give me you baby, Becky!”

I squeezed my eyes shut. Her pussy writhed about my cock, sucking at it. She rose up it, her rippling flesh caressing me the entire way. My sensitive tip drank it in, feeding the pressure mounting right there.

She slammed down my girl-dick again.

I groaned about her nipple.

My futa-cock unloaded into her pussy. My jizz fired. Blast after blast of my futa-seed spurted out of me and into her pussy. She squirmed on me, quivering and moaning. She held me to her tit as I sucked on it, flooding the tall, Japanese winner with all my cum.

“FUTANARI EXPLOSION!” roared the crowd as I bred Hanako before their eyes.

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April 17th, 2047

“The Japanese definitely make things interesting,” Adelia said. She leaned forward. “I hear they really embraced futas. Your daughters are all celebrities over there.”

I nodded my head. “Oh, they loved me.” I grinned at her. “I learned after being there a few weeks that the Japanese Diet had revoked their censorship laws before I arrived. They didn’t used to allow depictions of cocks and pussies over there. Not in any of their porn, what they call hentai.”

“Really?” Adelia frowned. “But I thought Japan used to be infamous for its openness about sex and porn. Wasn’t that how it was before you came along?”

“They were, but after their surrender to America during World War II, General MacArthur put in this decency clause into their constitution. So the Japanese blur out genitals in their porn, or use little black lines in their comic drawings, often just covering the frenulum and slit of penis, and the labial lips and clitoris of a woman. It’s weird. But, because of me, they got rid of it, letting Futanari Explosion exist.”

“Wow,” Adelia said. “And you were quite the celebrity over there.”

“Oh, yes, I bred so many of their idol stars, what they call the girls in their pop band. Well, at least the ones who were over eighteen. You see, they have these all girl bands over there, like boy bands here in the states. They can get quite big, some boasting twenty or more members. I did a concert with Kawaii Five and bred all of them right there on stage while their fans cheered them on.”

“Sounds like you had quite a fun time in Japan.”

“I did…” I sighed. “I mean, I enjoyed being on the game show for a few years and Japan in general, but, well, I got bored. It was all just sex. Great sex, but it was time for me to move on to other delights.”

“Is that why you joined that reality show?”

“Living with the Futa,” I said, shaking my head. “Isn’t that just such an unoriginal title? Like something a writer slapped-dashed together in a pitch meeting and it stuck. But it came at the right time. I was bored with all the sex on the game show. It sounded fun. Living with the same girls for a month like it was the bachelorette. I even thought I might find love.”

“Well, we know you didn’t find love.”

I shook my head, my face falling. “Only drama.”

To be continued…

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I am Sarah, of French descent, in my mid-forties. I have a high sex drive, very high, I am to please and be pleased sexually, I love being licked and teased by both sexes,

MONDAY

Hi baby, I promised I would email you while I am away, 1,000 miles from home staying with my old friend Rachel for almost two weeks. She is the same age as me, forty-four, a good age for women.

Rachel is as attractive as ever. You keep reminding me, most women are in their sexual prime at that age, including me. All inhibitions were lost long ago and many are at the bi-curious stage. You helped me past my bi-curious stage – now thanks to you I am overtly bi-sexual. You know I love being overtly bi and teasing women.

You made me promise you I would not fuck anyone while I am away, while you were fucking me last Sunday afternoon. You were magnificent, your thick, nine-inch erection was like an iron bar. You edged me with your tongue for what seemed like thirty minutes before you fucked me. I lost count of my orgasms before I swallowed for you.

TUESDAY

I have my own room and bathroom in a large modern house. Very few condos out west. Pleased you asked for more details of my stay baby. And no, I have not fucked anyone. And so pleased you masturbated while you looked at pics of my naked big ass on your tablet. How long did you last for?

Just as I hoped Rachel watched me showering last night before she asked if she could join me. You know what happened after that without me telling you. She was exquisite and I did enjoy reciprocating.

WEDNESDAY

Three days since I had a cock inside me and so horny. I will be fantasising about you fucking me with your thick, nine-inch erection later while I sit I naked in front of the full length mirror in my room and use my large vibrator. Not quite naked though, you know I love to wear heels when having sex, they are a must. And Rachel wants to watch and hold the vibrator, so exciting, you know I love an audience.

THURSDAY

Today was a huge day, Rachel told me this morning two of her lady friends come around every Thursday afternoon for a sauna and asked if I would like to join them. When I saw three other women with naked bodies I felt so horny. You know what a strong sex drive I have. Watching them undress and removing their incredibly sexy lingerie made me very horny. I was sure they were teasing me. I did enjoy undressing for them and flaunting my naked body for them, you know I am a rampant sexual exhibitionist for men and women.

Rachel’s sauna had wooden seats down two sides and a hand held adjustable shower head. Very intimate and incredibly erotic as we all watched another woman spray us with the shower head and adjust the flow.

Sarah lives a thousand miles back east, Rachel told the other two women. She promised her man she wouldn’t fuck anyone while she was staying with me, the world is full of compromises though, she teased.

The needle spray on my big ass was a wonderful new sensation as two other women watched Rachel spray it. I couldn’t help moaning, ‘oh fuck’ as Rachel directed the spray onto my cunt lips as I stood with my legs spread, soaking up the pleasure.

Other than sex, the conversation in the sauna as we ogled each other’s naked bodies was negligible. There is something about saunas, they raise the blood temperature and my libido. Rhonda was a tall, slim blond, with neat, jet black pubes. I was flattered when she told me she wanted to have me before I returned home to you. And worship your magnificent big ass. she told me as an afterthought.

Kerri was twenty-years younger than the rest of us, a very attractive, size-10 medical professional with magnificent tits and nipples to match, must have been 36C. It was obvious to the other women I wanted to lick and suck her tits.

You and I have sexual pleasure in a sauna with extra partners, men and women. This was my first time with three other women. An absolute buzz for me licking and sucking Kerri’s magnificent 36C tits and nipples while Rhonda had her hands all over my ass. “So good, my nipples are like bullets for you, I love a talented older woman licking and sucking my big tits,” she told me. And I did like the other two women watching.

In case you are wondering, yes, Kerri did tongue fuck me while the other two women watched. I know I made you a promise I would not fuck anyone while I am away, though I assumed that meant intercourse with a male?

I told you Thursday was big day, not finished yet. “Did I tell you we have a man call on us after our sauna? Tony is thirty and an impressive unit.” Rachel asked as we dried off. This week it is Rhonda’s turn to have him while we watch. When he arrives we want to surprise him and tease him. We want you sitting on that stool naked, with your back to him, flaunting your magnificent big ass for him and us.” My exhibitionist streak was in overdrive as the other women helped me to sit on the stool in the exact pose they wanted with a wall of mirrors in front of me.

I could hear Rachel telling him, “We have a new spectator for you today Tony,” as he arrived. I was so pleased with Tony’s reaction when he entered as I heard him exclaim, “Oh fuck, what an ass, magnificent,” as I smiled at him and looked him over. A tall slim coloured man with a shaved head, around thirty tears old.

“You are mine today while the others watch,” Rhonda told him, “Sarah is an extra lady for our pleasure today, show her your cock, she is bi, but size is still important for her. And a turn on for all of us. “Show her, make her envious,” she repeated as he walked around me, ogling my ass and my jet black triangle.

Baby you are hung, nine-inches and thick, though not on Tony’s league, he must have been twelve-inches and thick as I watched Tina stroke his erection as he ran a hand over my ass.

You know how noisy I can be when you are fucking me, nothing compared to the noise Rhonda made as she leant against my shoulders for support as Tony fucked her, long and slow from behind with his hands on her ass.

Rachel clicked the stop watch she had in her hand as he slid his cock into her. These women are ultra competitive, when they take turns in fucking him they compete to see how long Tony will last. I loved the inflection in Tina’s voice as she kept moaning. “My wet cunt loves your huge cock, don’t stop. I love it.” He was a real stud, almost thirty minutes for Tina. Have I ever told you, my wet cunt loves your huge cock?

Sarah should meet Simon, our twenty-year younger cunnilingus specialist, Rhonda mentioned before she departed. So tempting, I hadn’t had cunnilingus from a male since last Sunday from you, almost a lifetime for me without a man tongue fucking me.

FRIDAY

Simon can’t make it today, Rachel told me after she answered her phone while we were shopping, Saturday afternoon instead. I know you were looking forward to a male giving you cunnilingus. Would you like me to dress up as a male, a schoolboy and give you cunnilingus? When she came into the room dressed as a schoolboy so was so believable, especially when I saw the strap on dildo she was wearing.

SATURDAY

The next afternoon I was sitting on a chair, immaculately dressed in a knee length skirt and heels with my legs crossed, no knickers. Rachel’s two friends were sitting opposite when she walked in with Simon as I recrossed my legs for all of them. I loved being the centre of attention as three women prepared to watch Simon, a twenty-year younger boy give me cunnilingus. He was naked apart from a black leather choker around his neck, and some type of chastity belt connected to a heavy chain around his waist.

I slipped my shoes off, spread my legs and placed one foot on his chest and teased his balls with the toes of my other foot and let my skirt ride up as he licked his way up my thighs.

He had a long, pointy tongue and he was using it expertly. I told him to move his tongue, up and down. One of the women told him, your whole purpose is to make Sarah cum, to get her off.

I was leaning back at forty-five degrees with a leg over his shoulder and a foot on his back. I couldn’t help myself as I whispered, ‘you are my little fuck toy’, so turned on with three women watching. You know I love being licked and teased with an audience, especially when I am very horny. Even better when the audience were three cougar women, watching closely at my every move. I can hear you asking, was he good. Yes he was.

SUNDAY

I am going take you to meet Yensie, on the Sunday afternoon, she is a titled lady, older than us, though still attractive and very talented Rachel told me. She is looking forward to meeting you. She told me to ask you to dress to impress, heels, stockings, garter belt and a knee length coat.

A short drive in the limo Yensie sent for us to a huge house, through a security gate then down a long drive. On the way Rachel explained Yensie is English, early fifties, her husband was a Count or some such before he died young. Then she cast her net for a wealthy man to support her lifestyle, he was much older and he died in mysterious circumstances. Now she lives with Karl, her thirty years younger toyboy. The gossips claim he was a gigolo on the five star hotel circuit before Yensie met him when while staying in a hotel and asking the concierge to arrange a suitable man for her pleasure.

Yensie greeted us at the door holding hands with her toyboy, a tanned toned young man, with oil gleaming off his naked chest, perhaps twenty-three, wearing just tight black silk slacks, the outline of his large cock obvious. “So nice of you to join us, Yensie has been looking forward to your visit,” he told us as he helped her remove her coat.

Yensie was almost six-feet tall in the heels she was wearing, a full size-12 blond, coiffed hair, long legs, black stockings, fastened to her garter belt by three black straps on each stocking, lots of wonderful creamy bare flesh above each stocking and below the garter belt, trimmed black pubes in a thin line, Mohawk style like I used to have. And magnificent, large, enhanced tits spilling out of a cup-less bra, just the type of woman you would like baby.

“Your reputation proceeds you, we have mutual acquaintances, male and female, who speak highly of you,” Yensie told me. “I have been anticipating making love to you for a long time.

“She really has been looking forward to your visit Sarah, so have I, very much so,” Karl told me with a huge smile as he helped me remove my coat. My exhibitions streak was in overdrive flaunting my almost naked body for a new women and her much younger toyboy. I was hoping he would worship my ass, lick and kiss my ass cheeks while I licked and sucked Yensie’s tits and nipples. So erotic, the only contact his lips and tongue on my ass cheeks and my lips and tongue on Yensie’s tits and nipples. You know I love to lick and suck a pair of large tits,

“We are aware of your promise to your man back east, perhaps a compromise, Yensie wants me to masturbate while she has you. Is it true he has threatened to spank you if you fuck another man? If it is true, we could spank you before Yensie watches me fuck you,” he told me as Yensie opened his silk slacks and slid out his cock and balls. “Very tempting I told him as I ogled his erection. If Yensie wants you to masturbate while she has me, let’s commence with that I told him.”

You know how much I love to watch a man masturbate, so exciting as Yensie licked and sucked my nipples while I watched him commence by oiling his cock, teasing it for me. By the time Yensie was licking my clit, I could hardly believe how big he was, at least as big as Tony, the man with a shaved head and thick, twelve-inch erection, Rhonda had on Thursday. I can understand Yensie’s attraction to him!

Yensie was so good, I loved the way she talked to me while tongue fucking me. Very flattering, She told me I was a pornographer’s delight. Fancy that.

I know I shouldn’t tell you what happened next, but I can’t help myself. Look at Karl’s erection, huge and so thick, the big vein in his cock looks as though it might burst, he needs relief, Yensie told me. She asked would I like to sit on her face and give him relief, or she sit on my face while she gave him relief. To make it even more difficult for me, she asked Karl for his preference as he teased his erection with a fingertip.

The big vein in his cock did look as though it might burst as I sat on Yensie’s face, her tongue was magic as Karl stood, hands on hips and slid his erection between my pursed lips. No, I didn’t swallow.

Later when I was tongue fucking Yensie, Karl had a second erection. So erotic watching him slide it over Yensie’s nipples.

In the afterglow Yensie asked me lots of questions about you. Did he really threaten to spank your wonderful big ass?, she asked as she rubbed a hand over my ass. If he insists he can watch me spank it. Or would you prefer Karl to spank it, naked while he watches? Ot perhaps Karl or me could spank him? While you watch Sarah. Ask your man if he would like to be our guests next weekend? Do you think he would like Karl?

There it is, your choice baby. My last email for the week. Still a week to go. You made me promise you I would not fuck anyone while I am away – and I haven’t.

Love and lust Sx

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Hope you like it 🙂

The Beauty Of Japan: who is she?

Waking up next to Mizuhashi once again i start to feel even better about being a mistress. Its not about the sex. It’s about being in control and having the power to force someone into doing anything you desire. Out of the small amount of men I’ve shared my bed with Mizuhashi seems different. He’s loyal. The more i lay here watching him sleep i know how much he needs me. I give him what he wants. I give him what he needs. And only i have that power. It may seem different looking in from the outside but in here, in this room we can do or say whatever we want. It’s like a totally different world. We become someone else when we leave this room. Someone we don’t understand.

So many things to get done today and there isn’t much time to do them. I start my day by going to the studio to get ready for a Photo shoot. Then a nice relaxing day at the sauna. I walk through the busy streets of Tokyo snapping pictures of the buildings and couples holding hands. I see a women sitting on a park bench. She looked so beautiful. The sun was lighting her face perfectly. Her hair darker than the midnight sky, eyes a deepening brown, bright smile, sexy figure she tried so hard to hide behind her clothing, an unexpected beauty. I wish now i had the courage to approach her. Without realizing it i began to photograph this beautiful image. She smiled at me. ” Hi, I’m Tiffany.” i said.

” I’m Kim “
” that’s a beautiful name Kim”
” thank you ” she said beginning to blush. I didn’t know what to say. Walking away i noticed a small twinkle in her eye.

The sauna is a place i go to for relaxation. The heat releases all my stress. I sit on a small wooden bench in nothing but a towel and my hair is pulled back. The door opens. I don’t think much of it because it’s a public sauna anyone can come and go as they please. ” Excuse me?” i heard a quiet soft voice say. I look up and it’s the girl from the Park. Kim. She looked so beautiful and natural. As she sat beside me i began to have those feelings of domination. It seems as if i need it. Like a drug. I don’t want to take advantage of this sweet girl. Even though her body is screaming to be satisfied. Her eyes are glaring. I think she wants me. If she rejects then I’ll know. I lean in for a kiss and to my surprise she leans in as well. Soft lips, sweet tongue, warm mouth, everything i love about a women. My fingers run through her long black hair. She places a hand on my lower back. I run a hand up her leg and between her thighs. I’m invading a place so sacred to someone who she has only met a few hours ago. She opens her legs so i can gain access to her forbidden fruit. I slide my hand up her towel and begin to rub her clit. I kiss her neck and slowly make my way down her chest. Her juices are covering my hand. She wants it. I want it. I push a finger into her hot waiting cunt. She’s tight. Another finger slips in. She begins to moan loudly. I reach behind her and with my other hand i massage her ass. It’s so round and firm. I can feel my pussy getting wet. She starts to grind her hips and push against my fingers. I rub my hand up and down the crack of her ass. She shivers at every touch. I bring my hand to her face and she sucks it into her mouth. She tastes her self. I push my moist fingers into her tight virgin ass. ” sssaaahhhh” she moaned. Two fingers working her pussy and Four fingers working her ass. ” I’m going to cum” she said. I push my fingers in deeper and move them faster. In and out forcefully fucking her holes. ” Oh yess…..yess….oh fuck…ssshhhhhaaaaaa….” she moaned louder than before. I know she’s about to cum. She begins to squirt. Juices flying across the sauna. I pull my hands away from her as she her after effects take a hold of her. When she gains strength she looks over at me and blushes. I don’t think she’s ever been with a women. Or a women like me. I look over and see a young girl maybe 17 or 18 playing with her pussy. We weren’t the only ones enjoying ourselves.

After Kim and I exchanged numbers i went back to the hotel. Mizuhashi was in the living room with one of his friends from school. I ask Mizuhashi to come in the kitchen so we can talk. He looks frightened. I grab his cock trough his jeans. ” did i tell you to bring someone to my hotel room?” i asked squeezing his cock as i begin to rub his ass. He looks as if he’ll shoot his load right away. ” He likes you” he said. I had no choice but to change his mind. We walked out into the living room where the teen sat patiently. ” what’s your name?” i asked.

” I’m Kai “

” So, you like me?”

” Well…I…” he began to say but i didn’t give him time to answer. I sat on straddled him and grinded my pussy against his lap. He could barely breath. I kissed his neck as Mizuhashi pulled my shirt off. He seemed to be enjoying himself already. But he’s soon to get a surprise. ” do you give your self to me completely? do you want it? will you let me take control? let me be your mistress” i whispered just as i had many times before. He respond with a soft moan. I stood up and lead him to the bedroom. He came willingly. I laid him back on the bed and straddled him once again. We kissed passionately. Out the corner of my eye i see Mizuhashi undressing. He knows what is soon to come. I lean over slightly. ” Kiss him” I say as Mizuhashi kneels over Kai. With small hesitation he pulled Mizuhashi closer and kissed him. I began to move down his body while undressing him. He arches his back and curls his toes as Mizuhashi slips his hands down his pants. Mizuhashi begins to play with Kai’s cock. I watch as their tongues roll and explore each other’s mouths. We turn Kai on his side as Mizuhashi continues to jerk his cock. I lay behind him and kiss his lower back. Mizuhashi looks over Kai and signals me to start our plan. I slide my hand up and down the crack of his ass. He seems shocked at first but began to like it. Mizuhashi and I switched places. I suck Kai’s cock into my mouth inhaling him completely. I look over and Mizuhashi was behind Kai with his tongue deep in Kai’s ass. It turned me on to watch a man receive pleasure from another man. I hand Mizuhashi the dildo from the other night. Kai is in for a big surprise. Mizuhashi pushes the dildo in Kai’s ass without warning. Kai bites his lip and pushes back. It hurts him so much he finds pleasure. Mizuhashi seems ready. I walk into the living room and sit on the couch. A perfect view to the bed. I slide a hand in my panties and watch Mizuhashi fuck Kai until he can’t breath. My phone rings. It’s Kim. We have phone sex while i watch Mizuhashi and Kai.

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At the sorority house, a girl who gives away secrets to other sororities needs to have her privacies revoked as well…

Continued…this is the morning after part one…
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The sun dawned on a beautiful Saturday morning on the Rice Hills college campus, and shone into the shared bedroom of Veronica and Rachel, two sorority sisters and girlfriends who were just waking up after the most amazing out-of-the-closet night that either of them had ever experienced. Rachel awoke first, opening her sleepy brown eyes and shifting around in bed, making soft yawning noises. She rolled over in Veronica’s arms and lay herself gently on top of her angelic blond lover. Their naked bodies collided softly, breasts bouncing and nipples tickling nipples.

“Veronica?” she sighed, shaking her slightly and shifting her legs around her roommate’s torso at the sight of Veronica’s plump, tossing boobs beneath her. “Veronica, baby, wake up. It’s morning.”

“Oh,” sighed Veronica, and her large blue eyes fluttered open as she stirred awake. “Oh, I wish it was still last night…Rachel, you were so good, I’ve never felt so infatuated with any lover before.”

“I’m glad to hear it,” said Rachel, and she shifted down onto Veronica so that she lay directly on top of her, pussies rubbing together and with Rachel’s head resting on top of Veronica’s large pink nipples. She placed her hand on one, gently squeezing and twisting it as Veronica softly moaned. The two sighed together, and Veronica’s hand slowly moved beneath the sheets to cradle Rachel’s ass, lifting it higher onto hers as the girls snuggled closer together.

“Do you like that, baby?” asked Rachel, giggling and massaging Veronica’s nipple still harder. “Want some more?” She twisted the pointy prick in her fingers, feeling how hard and aroused it was, and her pussy grew wet on top of Veronica’s. They began to grind their pussies together, slowly at first, and then harder as the lust grew between them. Veronica drew Rachel still closer into her, pushing her tight little tush so that it thrusted directly into her own clit.

“Oh, god, yes…” sighed Veronica, But then she happened to glance over at the digital clock on the bedside table. “Oh, shit,” she moaned. “Baby, I don’t want to leave, god, I don’t want to leave…but we’re going to be late to the sorority house.”

“Veronica, darling, it’s the weekend,” pleaded Rachel. “One skipped meeting won’t hurt anyone…” She looked into Veronica’s face with a sexy and lustful expression, then leaned down and slowly began to suck on Veronica’s right boob. Veronica lay back for a moment, letting Rachel go at her amazing body and moaning in desire for her girlfriend to fuck her, but she would not allow it for very long. She quietly lifted Rachel’s face away from her hard and aroused tits and held it in her hands.

“We can’t be late,” she said, trying to return Rachel’s longing expression but being firm all the same. “You can have me all night, baby, but I don’t want to be punished by Ashley again. You know I want you so bad, sexy, but please, let’s go.”

“All right, but I’m only doing it for you,” said Rachel, winking, She threw back the covers and allowed Veronica to get out first, watching her girlfriend’s naked ass cheeks bounce and jiggle as she walked over to the bureau and pulled out some clothes. Rachel went over to her own dresser, sliding on a G-string thong. She giggled, shaking her tight cheeks at Veronica and listened for the telltale drip onto the ground that meant Veronica’s pussy was wet. Once she had heard it, she slipped a very short miniskirt over her large ass and pulled a white tank top over her bright pink push-up bra. The whole ensemble was very slutty, but Rachel wanted to impress Veronica. She walked over to see what her girlfriend was wearing. Veronica has pulled on some skin-tight jean shorts and a tube top that was almost sheer and barely concealed her belly button. She gaped when she took a good look at Rachel.

“God, baby, you look so sexy,” said Veronica in awe. “I can’t wait to strip you of those hot clothes when we come home tonight…”

“You look hot too, Veronica, I can’t tell you how long I’ve waited to hear you say that,” Rachel returned, smiling shadily and laying a mind blowing French kiss on Veronica’s sweet pink lips. “Now come on, my beautiful blond bombshell. Let’s go greet our bitches, shall we?”

The Phi Betta Kappa sorority house was a small pink building near the front of the campus, and it was widely acclaimed as the most sexually based house on campus, the “whore house on the hill”. It was cozy, full of plump down couches and springy beds, snacks, and most of all, it was stuffed with hot college girls. This particular pack of girls was headed by one exceptionally pretty and overly horny senior: Ashley Gibbons. She had long red hair that was soft and lay like a veil over her chest, always was the best dressed, and had a figure that all of the guys on campus desired to have in their beds. When Rachel and Veronica entered the sorority house that morning, they found all of the sorority sisters perched on bean bags and chaise lounges in a semicircle around Ashley’s large pink armchair. Some girls who were widely known to be bisexual or lesbian were lying on couches making out and fingering their girlfriends, other girls who were focused on their boyfriends outside the house or around campus were giggling with their friends, sitting in each others’ laps and starting pillow fights, Once Rachel and Veronica had taken seats on a small double-wide love seat near the front of the circle, Ashley stood up and called the girls to attention.

“Hey, girls!” she cried, and all of the action in the room stopped, centered around Ashley. Her short plush skirt popped momentarily over her hips, revealing her sheer pink panties, and Rachel noticed several girls shifting their legs and sighing at the momentary glimpse of Ashley’s underwear. They couldn’t help it, Rachel knew. Ashley was just so sexy.

“Hey, LISTEN UP!” the sorority leader screamed. The girls all shut up, although some simply quietly continued with their kissing. Ashley was smacking a long pink ruler lightly against her hand like an army general with a look of intimidating superiority on her face. “This is important.” She began pacing around the front of the room.

“One of you, one of you dumb little sluts, has given away all of our cheer moves for the Rice Hills Field Day Champions session to another sorority in exchange for bodily pleasure.” Ashley’s face hardened, and several whispers flew across the room, but they were silenced by a particularly loud slap of the ruler against Ashley’s long fingered hand.

“You all know how long we’ve been working to make sure those cheers were perfect, and I was about to punish you all, when one of the girls from the other house slipped to me the name of the perpetrator,”Ashley said, and the ruler began moving faster as her toned legs strutted to the front of the room and stopped. “I know who you are, and you know who you are. I’m telling the little cheating bitch to stand up and come to the front of the room…now.”

The room was completely still. Nobody moved a muscle. Ashley laughed, a small and furtive giggle, before yelling. “It’s going to be a worse punishment if you don’t get up and confess, you cunt…” But still, nobody moved. “All right, fine,” she sighed, and she reached into her bra, withdrawing a small slip of pink paper, unfolding it and reading the name aloud. “Laura Brown, stand up and come to the front of the room or so help me, I’ll break your lying little ass until you can’t jiggle another cheek.”

One of the lesbian girls from the back of the room stood timidly to her feet and away from her girlfriend’s groping fingers. She began walking past the rows of glaring girls, her tight, short dress slipping up a bit around her ass cheeks as she stepped lightly past the rows of couches. Rachel saw, as she passed their davenport, that the ignorant girl was not even wearing underwear. This made her a tad wet, and a bit of juice from her hot pussy slid down her legs onto the couch. Laura came to the front and stood to attention in front of Ashley, whose tits were growing visibly hard beneath her skimpy white half-tank.

“Now, you slut, you’re going to learn some crime and punishment,” hissed Ashley, grabbing the frightened girl by her arms, and without pretense, she grabbed the hem of Laura’s dress and pulled it over her hips exposing a wide, clean-shaven brown pussy.

“Oh no, Ashley! Please…p-put it back!” Laura squealed with embarrassment as all of the girls in the room giggled, whispered and shifted around in their chairs at the sight of Laura’s naked lower half. It was a beautiful pussy, and it was wet, because Laura’s girlfriend had been quite clearly fingering her before the incident had occurred. “No, Ashley,” she pleaded with a forced laugh as Ashley’s ruler ran over her exposed rosebud, tickling it and holding Laura fast with her other hand. “Please don’t make me wet in front of everyone!”

“That was not my plan,” said Ashley. “Why should I give you pleasure when you deserve pain?” And she signaled to a girl in the corner, who handed her a thick white rope. Ashley quickly bound Laura’s hands and then tied them to the rafters of the wood ceiling, not far from the ground but far enough so that Laura’s bare feet dangled off the ground and she spun helplessly in midair, struggling weakly against her bonds. Ashley then tied her feet together with another rope, prohibiting all movement, and then spun the poor, helpless girl around, exposing her large, shimmering ass to the crowd. The girls on the floor whooped, cheered, jeered and whistled at the dripping bitch in front of them.

“You’re just a horny slut, so stay still and don’t move. If you do, I’ll make it worse for you. And if you tell anyone what happens to you in the next few hours, I’ll make sure all the directors know how you cheat on your exams and you’ll be expelled for sure.” Ashley drew the ruler back, and with a fast swing of her arm, she slapped the ruler flat across Laura’s ass. There was a loud CRACK! A long red line appeared as clear as day across her cheeks, and it was all Laura could do not to cry out. And yet, she could not help it: she felt her pussy growing hot, and a bit of her pussy juices leaked from her tan pussy lips. All the girls in the crowd laughed and whistled.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Three more lines appeared fast on Laura’s brown skin, as Ashley mercilessly whipped her ass with the thick stick of plastic. “Come on, you bitch, scream for me,” growled Ashley, rubbings her long nails smoothly over Laura’s bottom, down her slit, and then slapped her ass repeatedly with the palm of her hand- harder, and harder, and harder, until both ass cheeks were bright red. This continued for five agonizing minutes for Laura, as Ashley switched from ruler, to palm, to sharp nails. the pain, humiliation and…pleasure…were proving too much for Laura. Her cheeks were red and the rims of her eyes were wet, as she trembled and wished it would soon end. But it was clear that Ashley was not stopping soon. Laura suddenly felt a hard smack that rattled her bones and sent her ass shaking like jelly, and the girls in their chairs tittered and laughed harder than ever. “Look, she’s crying,” yelled one girl, and everyone screamed with pleasure. Laura cried out with pain and at the same time, there was a moan of pleasure.

“That’s it, whore,” said Ashley, grinning with delight. “Cry, you little baby. You’re nothing but a bitchy baby, are you? You can’t even handle a little punishment without creaming and getting wet! You’re so weak.” Ashley pulled a vibrator from the hands of a girl in the front row of seats. She stopped whipping Laura for a moment, and traced her sweating asshole with the tip of the vibrating dildo, breathing into it as she went so that Laura squirmed. The small touch made Laura’s skin tingle, growing hotter, and making Laura want to moan Ashley’s name so badly it was like a physical pain. Laura wanted the vibrator in her ass, although she knew it only proved Ashley’s continuing verbal abuse that she was a slut. After a few moment of teasing and bare humiliation in front of her peers, Ashley pushed the large dildo halfway into Laura’s wide, glistening hole, so that the head buzzed strongly inside her. Then, with her hand, Ashley began to smack the vibrator as hard as she could, so that it hammered into Laura’s slit. Never had Laura experienced such feeling. And Ashley did it so well…

Even through the torture, Laura felt heat and need for the ruler to whip her again coursing through her veins. She strained to control herself, to keep her growing need to cum inside her, but it was getting too strong. As Ashley smacked her ass harder than ever and the vibrator spasmed like a drill inside her cavity, she let out a low moan that grew louder…and louder…and without another moment, her pussy erupted into a forced orgasm!

“UNGHHH!” Laura screamed. Thick streams of cum and pussy juice burst from her clit and ass, dripping cum down between her legs and all over the ground.

“Why, you filthy little whore!” gasped Ashley, observing Laura’s wet, spread ass. “You got pleasure instead of pain. Well, if it’s pleasure you crave, then I’ll make sure you get so much you never want it again. It’s going to become your…least favorite punishment.” Ashley grinned deviously, and the signaled to the girls behind Laura. “Hey, you two. Cut her arms down and then bring her up front.” The girls did so obligingly, and carried the struggling Laura to the front of the room by Ashley.

“Now, Laura, you get the biggest treat of your life,” said Ashley. She took a pair of scissors from a nearby shelf and cut a piece from the bottom of her skirt, just long enough to fit around Laura’s head. Then, she tied the makeshift blindfold over Laura’s eyes, tight, so that it could not slip down. Then, she took the sharp blades, and began slicing through Laura’s skimpy dress, starting at the hem and slicing slowly up to where her two perky boobs were barely concealed by the splitting fabric. The other girls were all watching, rapt with attention, and Laura struggled harder, knowing what was coming. “No, no Ashley, please don’t please…” Laura was begging. her breasts were her most prized bodily feature, and she never let anyone but her girlfriend and a few specific lovers view them.

“Oh, yes..” whispered Ashley, and with one final snip of the scissors, the thin fabric of Laura’s dress fell away. Laura’s large, perky breasts popped out for everyone in the room to view. Her boobs were rightly coveted: large, full C-cups,the nipples were brown, pretty and round, and perkier than anyone had ever seen on a girl. All of the sorority sisters in the room either broke down with glee, moaned embarrassing phrases at Laura, or wolf whistling. Ashley smiled happily. She stuck her long finger in her mouth, spat on it, and then began tracing Laura’s nipple with her lubricated nail, arousing the nipples still further.

“Stop!” cried Laura desperately. “Don’t touch them…”

“Oh, so now you don’t like my touches?” laughed Ashley, and the girls followed her lead.

“Shut up, you slut,” cried one girl.

“You know you like it,” spat another.

“Bitch!”

“Whore!”

“Cunt!”

“Stupid backstabbing dick sucker!”

It was obvious that Laura was cracking under the pressure. Her entire face was red, and her pussy juice ran wild down her legs, that were still so tightly bound. Through the rains of abuse, Ashley still fingered Laura’s tits, circling them, with her wet finger, plucking them, pinching them and licking them with the tip of her tounge. Every hole in Laura’ body was wet, her pussy was dripping, her asshole was sweating, and she drooled freely onto the floor, unable to control her mouth. Her hands were held fast behind her by two girls, who both ground at her asshole with the tip of their high heeled shoes.

“Now, now, Laura! Not so fast! We don’t want you too worn out by a little fondling, especially not before the main event…” Ashley snapped her fingers. “Girls, lift her up. Two girls take her legs, two take her back and arms. I want her high up in the air, on her back, so everyone can see how high her tits are sticking up.” Ashley laughed as a multitude of sorority girls agreed to her demand. Laura was hoisted high into the air, and she struggled weakly, but her fear of heights was setting in.

“Wh-what’s going on? Where are you taking me? Please…please…” Laura cried out, her arms flailing as her head leaned back behind her. The girl’s naked body glistened in the afternoon light, as Ashley whispered her last order so that Laura couldn’t hear. “Girls-take her out the door. Carry her to the front of the campus, onto the welcome hill. i have something special for her there.”

“Wait…wait…stop, please!” Laura was begging now, at the top of her lungs. She had realized that it was no longer innocent play, but full-fledged punishment. But it was too late. Laura was being carried down the front steps of the sorority house, while all the members in the parade trailed behind. Ashley led the pack, strutting before Laura like the ringleader of a sexy circus. Students all along the road stopped and stared at the passing procession: a hot masochistic chick, a screaming naked bitch tied up like an offering to all the deprived and horny boys, and a crowd of giggling sorority bitches trailing behind. As they walked, many of the sisters stuck signs in the road after them that had been given to them by Ashley, attached to thick metal stakes: “SLUT THIS WAY”, “WHORE ON THE HILL” “GET A BONER FROM A BITCH”, and “SEX TOILET”, as well as many others, all with a large arrow pointing up the hill.

Once they had reached the top of the hill, Rachel saw the famed Rice Hills welcome sign. The thick wooden stakes that were hammered into the ground had been painted with the words ‘FREE SLUT”, one on each pole. Long ropes were hung over the sign, and they were quite clearly meant for Laura. Ashley’s plan had worked perfectly, and nobody was going to try to stop it. Ashley smiled widely, seeing a group of jocks walking up the hill, followed by some other geeky boys and a pack of lesbians and cheerleaders who weren’t quite slutty enough for Phi Betta Kappa.

“Cut the bitch’s old strings, and tie her to the sign. Spread her,” Ashley ordered. The girls obliged. They used a large knife to slice Laura’s bonds, while holding her arms securely, but all the fight seemed to be out of Laura already. Ashley’s cronies took each of Laura’s arms and legs and tied them to each corner of the the signposts: arms to the top left and and right corners of the post, and legs to the bottom left and right. They made sure the ropes were tightly triple-knotted. There was no chance that Laura was going to get away. She was spread vertically across the front of the welcome sign, long sexy legs split like lumber so that everyone could see her huge leaking pussy, and big hard breasts dangling out in the open, twitching as Laura struggled feebly against the thick bonds. “Now Laura,” said Ashley,” come and see what I’ve prepared for you!” Ashley tore the blindfold from Laura’s eyes, revealing the scene before her. Packs of college kids, popular and unpopular, jocks and punks, cheerleaders and lesbians alike were all standing before the helpless girl, giggling and chattering and jeering and whistling. Laura began to scream.

“Ashley you two-timing stupid whore! I can’t believe you’d do this to me you ugly cheap slut!” Laura was redder than ever, angry and humiliated, trying desperately to get away. “Ugh, ugh!” She sturggled against the bonds, almost making a show of it, and her huge tits slapped against the sign, making a large clatter and causing her sensitive nipples to turn bright red.

“Look who’s talking!” jeered Ashley, hands on hips. All of the guys and girls laughed-especially the girls. “You’re about to see how much of a little slut YOU are…and all these classmates are going to show you.” Ashley turned away from her victim for a moment, and yelled to the crowd, “HEY! Everyone get in a line in front of this bitch! No hitting! You’ll all get a go with her, I promise!” All of the college students made a single file line, which stretched so far down the hill that it wound all the way around back to the far end of campus. More and more people were catching sight of the spectacle, and more and more of them were coming out to…investigate.

“Listen up!” yelled Ashley. “Before you get your free rides, there are a couple of rules to make sure things don’t get too unbearably rough! FIRST of all,” she said, looking all the way down the line and yelling loudly, ” there will only be five minutes per individual with the whore, just so everyone gets some. However, if you want to double up times with the person behind you or in a group, you may do so as well. No more than three to a group, though. SECOND, you can’t call her by her real name. The only names you can call her by are slut, whore, bitch, cunt, baby, and pussy. Anyone who uses her real name will be immediately rejected. If she uses your name, then you get three more minutes to punish her. And, THIRD, anyone who gets caught trying to let her loose will have the same done to them, as soon as possible. Do you all understand these rules as I have dictated them?”

There was a murmur of assent from the crowd.

“I have set a large stool in front of the sign,” Ashley added. “If you want a blow, or want her to suck you, then you can get on the stool and force your tools at her mouth. If she resists you, you get three more minutes with her. Got it?” Another murmur.

“All right,” said a boy in front, and Rachel recognized it as Jake, with a few of his football buddies. “Can we fuck her now?”

“Ready..and…” said Ashley slowly. Laura’s eyes dialated with fear.

“No..wait…please! Just wait a fucking minute…” Laura begged.

“Go.” said Ashley.

“Yes…” moaned Jake. He unzipped the front of his pants, and instantly his bulge popped out of his pants, revealing his hard cock. Laura gasped. It was so big, and so hard…she could hardly believe that it would be ripping through her. She squealed, twisting and struggling, not wanting to know yet. She wasn’t quite ready. But Jake was going for her pussy instead. He leaned down beneath her, viewing the precious prize glistening with juice over his mouth. Laura’s vagina was wide, her pussy lips tan and trembling, and her clit was large and popping. Jake reached up, touching it, squeezing it and fondling it, and Laura kept moaning with embarrassing desire. Jake’s tongue slowly approached her wet rosebud, and he flicked it with the tip of his tounge as he massaged his own tool with his hands He slowly broke the surface of her pussy with his mouth, letting it suck her and his tongue tickle her slowly as he circled his head with the tip of one finger. Laura moaned lightly, and grew red as everyone looked on. She was being tongue fucked in front of hundred of people, soon to be really drilled. It was so humiliating that she wanted to die. Jake kept licking her wet pussy, and fucked it slowly with his lips and tongue, smacking at it, kissing and poking her clit.

“Jake-um, baby…” moaned Laura. “Please, please don’t do this!”

“Three minutes,” reminded Ashley.

“Sorry, slut,” groaned Jake, as he brought his tool up under her pussy and let his head run over her slit. “But you’re just too damn sexy.” He grabbed her breasts in his hands, and then used them to pull himself upward, propelling his dick deep into her pussy hole. Laura screamed as the hard cock split her pussy apart. It was the biggest cock she had ever taken so far. Jake began humping her into the sign, slapping her boobs as he thrusted into her. Laura was moaning and crying out. Several of the boys already had their cocks out, and the more Jake fucked her, the harder he drilled her, the bigger the cocks of all the boys in line grew. She would have to take all of them, and the thought of it made her cry out in pain and pleasure. “Ah…AHH! OH GOD!” she screamed. Pussy juices, mixed with her blood, were flowing down her legs and onto the grass. “STOP, PLEASE! IT’S TOO MUCH! YOU’RE GOING TO RIP ME APAAART!”

“Jake laughed. “God, bitch, you are hot,” he grunted, pushing deeper into her. “I love a good fighter.” Just as Jake was about to take his deepest thrust into Laura’s beaten pussy, there was a yell from down the hill.

“Hey! You there! What’s going on?”

“Omigod, it’s the Dean!” cried Veronica. “Quick, everyone hide!” The girls all ran off down the hill. Jake quickly pulled his dick out of Laura, who relaxed into the sign, hanging like a piece of meat from the wood stakes. All the boys were putting away their cocks, and the girls tried to look innocent. Rachel and Veronica scrambled behind a nearby tree. But Ashley stayed put by the girl tied to the sign. She took the blindfold that she had previously used and stuffed it into Laura’s mouth, so that she was gagged and couldn’t speak.

“Hi there, Dean Richards,” she said flirtatiously, pushing up her boobs nonchalantly so that they poked out from her tank top just a little bit.”

“Ashley, what the hell is this? What’s going on here?” Dean Richards eyed Laura, naked, covered in cum and strapped to the sign.

“We were just having a little fun, Dean,” said Ashley innocently.

“Yeah, I can tell,” said the Dean. He flushed a bit, and Rachel noticed the front of his pants. There was a small bulge there, slowly growing larger. Laura groaned and struggled, trying to speak, but unable to without gagging. “But, you need to stop. I can’t let this go on in public.”

“Come on, Peter,” said Ashley, daringly using the Dean’s first name, “We’re only having a bit of fun. Nobody’s getting hurt. Can’t we do it for just a little bit longer?”

Peter hesitated. “I…I…” He stared longingly at Laura.

“You can do her, if you want,” offered Ashley. “And if you let us keep going…maybe I’ll come over to your office tomorrow after classes.” She winked at him, and walked closer to him, flicking the bulge in his pants lightly with her fingers. The middle-aged dean turned red and began to sweat. His bulge popped up at least an inch. Laura stared at him incredulously, moaning and grunting in protest.

“Okay, okay, fine. But it’s not my fault.” The dean unzipped his pants, letting out his dick. It was six inches long, growing hard, and almost pulled him towards Laura. “And you have to come to my office tomorrow after class, young lady.” He stared at Ashley, willing her to agree.

“Are you going to punish me if I don’t Professor?” asked Ashley, grinning and winking. Her tits were clearly visible, hard and perky under her white tank top.

“Oh, God…” moaned the Dean. He took his tool and walked over to Laura, rubbing it. “I’m sorry Laura, but I always knew you were a filthy whore. And that fuckin’ turns me on.” Laura squealed, muffled by the gag, pleading with her eyes. But the dean took his hard cock and stuck it as deep as he could into Laura’s cunt.

“Mmm, MMM, MMM, MMM!” Laura grunted loudly every time the Dean thrusted his penis into her. The other students were beginning to gather back around. Peter grabbed her by her wide hips and brought her harder down onto his dick. Laura’s big breasts bounced in his face, and she couldn’t control the sweat and cum flowing down her legs and on her chest. Her cheeks were red, and her mouth was so far open that the gag had almost fallen out. She could hardly take it. She was going to split apart with cum and pain. The dean stared at her the entire time he was doing her, fucking as hard as he could so that he could see that pain and pleasure erupting in her eyes, He pulled her neck down and began kissing her as he drilled her. She was so engrossed in his sex that she hardly noticed the five minutes flying by.

“One minute, Peter,” Ashley reminded sexily.

“I’m going to cum!” the dean cried. The crowd was cheering. “Go Dean, fuck her, Go Dean, fuck her…”

“Take my load, take all of my load, you filthy slut…mmm!” the dean moaned, and without another moment’s hesitation his cock exploded with thick white cum. He pulled out of Laura just in time for his cum to soak her pussy outside, spraying all over her, and he moved in time enough so that some of it would soak her boobs. Laura cried out as the spray soaked her, then hung defeated from the sign, moaning as tears of pain and humiliation, not to mention excruciatingly amazing pleasure, streaked her face.

“Great job, Peter,” said Ashley, walking over to the dean. She stood so closer to him that his cock was beneath her skirt, inches from scraping her aroused pussy. She leaned into him, pressing her almost naked boobs to his chest. The middle aged man groaned, and his cock leaked a bit of cum onto Ashley’s bare toe.. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” she whispered sexily. “Now get lost.”

“Yes Ashley,” said the dean, pulling up his pants, and he ran back towards the office so that he could continue whipping his dong in private.

“Okay, Laura,” said Ashley, walking over and removing her gag. “We’re going to leave you to your game for a little while now. But first, let me just give you a little present.” Ashley pulled from behind the sign a large box. “Look what I have for you and your friends to play with!” she giggled.

“Oh no!” cried Laura.

Inside the box were about 50 different toys, all turned on, and buzzing loudly. They were all dry. “When I come back!” yelled Ashley to the crowd, “I want all of these toys to be soaking wet!”

All of the boys and girls grinned and nodded. “Oh yeah, no problem, definitely!”

Ashley walked very close to Laura, and smiled a devious, bitchy grin. “Have a good time, babe,” she said, and then, tweaking Laura’s nipple one last time with a gratifying squeak from the slave, she turned and began strutting down the hill. All of the sorority sisters followed in tow. As Veronica and Rachel strode down the hill, hands on each others’ waists and listening to Laura’s moans and squeals from the distance, Rachel leaned over and whispered, “Y’know, this is all really turning me on.”

“I couldn’t agree more, sexy,” Veronica replied, and they kissed one more time before hurrying back to their dorm to continue…

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Part Three is still to come! Keep reading!
XOXOX Ana XOXOX

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Rebecca was starting to take piano lessons from a teacher
near her home in Little Rock, AR. She was young enough that
she could not reach the foot peddles on a full sized piano. As
much as her mother wanted her to learn the classics Rebecca
was drawn to the sound of ragtime music. When she heard the
sound a piano being played in the gallery of an enclose
shopping mall and was drawn to the joyous sound. She had
never heard the tunes of Scott Joplin before so she followed the
sound through the court until she found the source of this
music.

In the middle of a food court surrounded by planters
filled with green plants and bright flowers sat an upright piano.
Seated at the bench was a heavyset black woman playing with
carefree abandon. Rebecca stood by the corner of the piano
absorbed by the sound of the music. She felt every tempo
change and was thrilled at the bright and airy sound.

When the woman finished playing a number she gave the
slender girl with blonde hair a warm smile. “Do you like the
music Honey Child?” She asked. Rebecca said that she loved
the music. And the women chuckled with a warm laugh of a
happy woman. She asked if Rebecca played the piano and
Rebecca told her that she was taking lessons.

The woman asked if she could read music. Rebecca
looked at the sheet music and saw that she could read it and
said that she could. The woman scooted her bench back and
invited the girl to play.

Rebecca stepped between her legs and started tentatively
fingering the keys. The woman used her left hand to play the
rhythm and set the tempo for Rebecca to follow. Slowly
Rebecca picked up the tempo but stumbled on some passages.

When the girl asked where she could learn to play this
music the woman gave her a business card. Ruth Ivy the card
announced was a piano teacher followed by a Little Rock,
address and a phone number.

Rebecca was thrilled and ran looking for her mother. Of
course her mother was not happy about her daughter wanting to
learn such crass music. But she did spoil Rebecca and gave in
to the idea of letting her learn the music two days a week.

Her mother called Ruth and made arrangement that
would be satisfactory for both of them. For the first scheduled
lesson Rebecca’s mother took her to Ruth’s home and watched
her teach her daughter. She didn’t like the sound of the music.
She found it grading on her ears. Soon she found it easier to
just drop her off and go shopping for a couple of hours before
returning to pick Rebecca up.

Ruth was a very dark black woman with a robust figure.
Her breasts were an F-cup and her behind matched. When she
smiled she showed two rows of perfect white teeth set in bright
pink gums. The woman truly enjoyed playing the music of
Scott Joplin. She told Rebecca that he wrote his music while
playing in an St Louis MO whorehouse. The look on the
child’s face told her that she had no idea what a whorehouse
was so she took it upon herself to explain to Rebecca what it
was that happened in those places.

This newfound knowledge filled the child with food for
thought. When she was home alone she began to think about
the physical workings of sex and experimented briefly by
touching herself between her legs. In her home you would
never conclude that there was such a thing as sex. Her parents
slept in separate bedrooms. Her mother never permitted herself
to be kissed on the lips for fear it might smudge her lipstick. To
her mind her daddy was much too nice a man to ever do the
dirty things that Ruth told her about.

Eventually Rebecca was allowed to take the bus to visit
Ruth. She rode it so much that the regular riders all knew her.
She carried a practice keyboard with her and as some of the
riders were musicians and they would have a little jam session
on the back of the bus on her way to Ruth’s.

Ruth’s home was a pleasant mixture of smells. The
woman loved to cook. She soaked beans overnight in salt
water. She made a habit of getting up at 5 AM every day to
start simmering beef or chicken stock for the soup she made
every day. The list of soups she made included: rice, lentil,
Navy bean, split pea, French onion, carrot, minestrone and on
hot days a Mexican gazpacho. She baked sourdough bread,
Irish bread and even braided bread that she gave an egg wash
and sprinkled with caraway or sesame seeds on. She made her
own pretzels. When she made pies you could tell the filling by
the way she use a knife or fork to perforate the crust. Rebecca
loved to be invited to eat at Ruth’s home and found ways to
visit her all the time. Then it was back to learning to play the
jazz piano.

After Rebecca learned the basic style she quickly learned
to play many of the Joplin pieces. Then she was taught the other
styles of jazz. The New Orleans style was fun too. She became
proficient in Memphis, Chicago, New York and West Coast
along with what is considered to be a Big Band style.

Ruth was a very emotional person when Rebecca learned
to play a song with the right tempo Ruth would hug and
squeeze her to her big soft breasts. Rebecca found her a joy to
be around and she sought out reasons to spend time with Ruth
She loved it when Ruth stood behind her and stroked her
shoulders and complementing her on what a natural ear she had
for jazz. On one of these days as Ruth was standing behind
Rebecca; in her excitement at the way she played her massive
breasts fell out of the top of her dress. Rebecca turned around
and found that she was looking directly at the large dark
chocolate colored areola. For reasons she could not understand
she could not resist opening her lips and taking it into her
mouth even before Ruth could react.

Ruth’s first instinct was to stuff her breast back into her
dress but when the child claimed her nipple she placed her hand
on the back of her head and stroked her golden hair. Rebecca
put her arms around her wide hips and clung to her as she
suckled on the nipple. Ruth stroked the back of the child and
enjoyed the feeling of her warm wet mouth on her skin.

Ruth asked her if she was sure she wanted to do what she
was doing? Rebecca looked up at her with big blue eyes and
said she loved her so much. Ruth practically smothered
Rebecca as she pulled her tightly against her big breasts. Then
she pulled her to her feet and led her to her bedroom.

As Ruth sat on the bed she pulled Rebecca between her
legs and asked her one more time if she really wanted to take
this any farther? Rebecca nodded her head in the affirmative
and clung to Ruth in the best bear hug she could manage.

Ruth kissed her on the cheek and slowly ran her hands all
over her body. She sat back and unbuttoned her simple cotton
dress and pulled it down to her waist. She reached behind her
back and unhooked her bra and pulled her straps off her
shoulders one arm at a time allowing the huge mounds of flesh
to fall free.

Rebecca could not take her eyes off the massive breasts.
As dark as her skin was her areolas were even darker and the
nipples looked as large as sewing thimbles. She could not resist
placing both her hands on the two orbs the size of diamond
backed watermelons. They were soft as pillows and as smooth
as silk. When she leaned forward to take one of her nipples
into her mouth Ruth gathered her up in her arms and sat
Rebecca on her lap. She positioned the child on her large left
thigh so she could suck on Ruth’s right tit. Then she placed her
right hand on Rebecca’s right inner thigh below the hemline of
the dress and stroked the soft flesh.

Rebecca almost wet her pants as the hand worked its way
slowly up the leg and touched the moist crotch of the white
panties. The material felt slippery to the touch. Much to her
delight the woman’s fingers slipped under the leg band and
sought out her little clam. She stroked the slit gently causing it
to become slippery as the girl secreted juices in a newly
awakened excitement that she did not understand. The index
finger found the little pea sized clit and gently touched and
stroked it. Rebecca thought she was going to pee and tried
desperately to hold it as long as she could.

When she could withstand the feeling no longer she let it
go, she was surprised that a flood of tingling feeling ran
through her body and that no pee came out of her. She was
short of breath and her body was as limber as a rag doll. She
lay on the big breasts and closed her eyes. She could have
fallen asleep if it were not for Ruth’s need to fulfill her own
sexual desire.

She sat the girl on the bed and then stood before her as
she remover the rest of her clothes. Facing the child, Rebecca
so could see everything that was taking place.

She used her toes to remove her comfortable shoes. The
dress fell to the floor around her feet. All she had on was the
panties thin from many years of washings. She had been in
these panties all day and the elastic in the crease of her legs
were coated with the yellowish collections of sweat and skin
cells forming a scum of slippery and smelly substance. The
crotch was wet from lubricant she had secreted in her sexual
desire for this sweet child.

She had to rest one hand on the side of the bed as she
used the other hand to pull her panties down and step out of
them. As she bent over her breasts swung like clock
pendulums. Rebecca watched fascinated at the sight of the
crotch of the first black woman she had ever seen.

The hairs were tightly curled. Some had broken off and
were clinging to the inside of the panties like watch springs. As
she stood up with her legs spread Rebecca saw her labia
protruding beyond her crack. The flesh was as pink as that in
her own cunny. Rebecca could not resist reaching out and
touching the pubis. The hair felt surprisingly soft. After
rubbing the moist flesh she pulled her hand back and smelled
her fingers. They were covered with the mixed aroma of her
cheep perfume and the smell of her juice. Rebecca found the
smell stimulating and it made her pussy wetter.

Ruth turned around and bent over to pick up her clothes
and place them on a chair in front of her dresser. Of course as
she did so the child could also see her ample buttocks. The
cheeks spread as she bent over and Rebecca saw the dark skin
of her sphincter ringed by the black hair and the pink skin of
her inner bowel lining. She froze in place when the child
reached out touched her asshole.

The girl stroked the moist valley in an act of childish
curiosity and lightly probed the puckered hole before her.
When she smelled her fingers afterwards she found the smell
not at all unpleasant. Ruth gave her all the time she wanted
before she stood up and sat down on the bed next to Rebecca.

Now it was time for her to undress Rebecca. She took
her shoes off and stuffed her socks in the shoes and placed them
by the bed. Then she stood her on her feet as she unbuttoned
the back of her dress and pulled it off her shoulders. She held
on to Rebecca as she stepped out of the dress. When she had
tossed it onto the chair she pulled the straps of the slip off the
shoulders and tossed it onto the chair too.

She admired the smooth skin of her student. The only
marks on it were a few brown moles and a white scar on her
knees and elbows where she had fallen while she was learning
to roller skate as a younger child. Her body looked like a boy’s.
The only give away that she was female was the lack of a bulge
in her panties. The material was even stuck between her crack.
Ruth could not resist feeling the girl’s body. When her fingers
touched the little nipples the girl shivered like she was cold.

Ruth used both hands to stretch the waistband of the
panties and pull them down. As she leaned forward to drag
them down the slender legs her face was close enough to the
vagina to smell the fragrance of the girl’s pussy and the hint of
urine. Rebecca had to place her hand on the woman’s strong
back as she lifted one leg at a time.

What an unlikely pair they made. A large, middle aged,
dark skinned Negro woman and a skinny, pale skinned
Caucasian child. The contrast was striking but to them it
seemed to make no difference what so ever.

When the girl was naked she followed Ruth’s directions
and knelt between the large thighs. Then she placed her hands
on them and moved then aside until her face was close enough
to fell the heat. She parted the labia and used her finger to play
with the large pink clit she found there. What a curious looking
nub it was, it was semi hidden under its hood of pink flesh.
With the labia parted this way she saw for the first time the
urethra of a female, and the cavity of a woman’s vagina. She
wanted to find out how deep the hole was and she stuck the
index finger of her free hand into it. To her surprise and delight
the hole seemed bottomless. Then she was inspired to see how
many fingers she could stuff into the opening. With Ruth’s
blessing she found out that she could fit her entire hand into the
canal without much trouble. She felt the lining of the warm
cunt on her wrist and thought it felt like a slippery corrugated
hose. An extremely excited Ruth took the girl by her forearm
and showed her how to fist fuck her cunt. Her fat body
quivered and shook with delight and she wrapped her legs
around Rebecca’s body and squeezed the breath out of her as
she climaxed.

When she recovered she gathered the girl into her arms
and laid her on the bed so that she could continue making love
to her. She started kissing Rebecca’s body all over and telling
her how much she enjoyed what Rebecca had just done to her.
Rebecca was a little shocked when Ruth moved between her
legs and started sucking on her pussy and tongue fucking her
little clit. She spread her legs as wide as possible and trusted
her eager cunt on the older woman’s talented tongue. Her
young body trembled and squirmed as that special feeling built
inside her. This second orgasm was not as big a shock to her
but it certainly took her breath away. She lovingly stroked
Ruth’s hair and professed her love for her as she came down
from her sexual high.

Rebecca continued her piano and sexual lessons from
Ruth for several years. Ruth even introduced her to another of
her students. She was black teenager that was seventeen. This
girl was a light cream and coffee colored skinned girl. Her hair
was slightly bleached so that her brown hair had some copper
colored highlights. She loved to spend hours-kissing Rebecca.
The three of them found more ways to have a three-way than
Rebecca thought possible.

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Sussan, the high profile International and extremely influential media celebrity / personality was in Sydney for a range of shows, interviews and appointments. For a long time I had admired Sussan’s looks, her body and her achievements from afar. Never imagining I would get the chance to bed her, make love to her, fuck her for most of the night. And be paid handsomely for it.

I was aware of some of the setbacks she had suffered in her business life, dodgy accounting practices she claimed were not her fault, more than once. Also aware of her great success and reputed wealth and her intriguing, opaque, sexual reputation.

It was a Monday when my Ada agent phoned to confirm my appointment with Sussan, Friday night at the end of the week after her engagements had played out. Ada told me, “Sussan likes to be known as a player even though she is not as young as she once was. I think she would be dynamite in bed, a very sophisticated lover, probably bi-sexual. Haven’t I always proved to be a good judge for you? One last thing Michael, “Despite her soft and glowing media persona, Sussan is reputedly one of those women who intimidates most men,” Ada told me. “I know you love a challenge!”

I am Michael, in my late twenties, 72 inches tall, 168 pounds, a toned, fit body and genetically lucky to possess a large, thick cock, ten-inches when erect. I live in Sydney, Australia and used to moonlight as a gigolo or male escort.

That was before Ada asked me to work for her ‘exclusive agency’. “We have a wide ranging client list, males and females, and lots of constant work,” she told me as she auditioned me. “And we provide for some very kinky people, even famous people with lots of sexual fetishes.”

I quickly learnt Ada had a niche clientele of older women who enjoy watching their toy boy, lover or husband giving a blowjob to a younger well hung gigolo after they have watched her fucking him. It can be incredibly exciting for me if the woman is actively participating, a three-way, even more exciting if the woman has a sexy persona and a good body.

I do love a challenge, in the past Ada had arranged a number of high profile and famous women as clients for me: business executives. Company directors, politicians, wives of famous men, famous actresses, singers, pop stars, and many more.

Before I was due to meet Sussan (she insists on the double S, something to with numerology), I did a Google search, something I never bother with for any of my clients. Though Sussan had me fascinated, and I was fascinated with what I learnt about her.

Lots of internet gossip, Sussan loves being on camera, she always looks, fantastic with a wonderful, confident smile, spectacular even – and fuckable, her persona shining through, she probably believes she is ageless.

More gossip, Sussan revealed that she knows she’s a symbol at fifty plus — and she loves it. Admitting it’s a fantastic feeling knowing she is regarded as a bona fide sex symbol .When asked on a TV show if she had ever had a threesome, Sussan offered a smug, smirk and said, “Maybe.”

She recalls kissing and seducing a very handsome young man in Paris, while her husband was back at their hotel, admitting the man didn’t know she was married or who she was. Another fling. Sussan wishing we could all experience such a night. “I had a very brief affair with a very attractive Australian man. It was nothing. I would never have broken up a marriage for him.”

Sussan admits she has had difficulty maintaining relationships with men and refuses to talk about her feelings. Her staff admit working for Sussan is not for the faint-hearted. Another interviewer asked, “Didn’t you have an affair early on?,” to which Sussan replied, “Yes, but I don’t think my husband ever knew about that. My husband has been very understanding. Or perhaps he was overwhelmed. One piece of internet gossip I particularly liked, Sussan was reputed to be aggressive in bed.

Since arriving in Sydney, Sussan had lived up to her legendary status as viewers were lapping up her every word while dressed to impress. Tight slacks to highlight her legs and ass, regularly turning to show her gorgeous big ass. On other occasions above the knee, short skirts and killer heels. Always killer heels with every outfit to highlight her wonderful legs. Whatever the outfit, letting her audience know she had a large pair of tits.

Sussan had lots of media attention during the week, on morning TV shows, the TV news every night, book signings, media interviews, smiling and looking super confident and absolutely gorgeous every time. Beautifully dressed and made up to compliment her mature, enhanced body with shoulder length silver, blond hair, When wearing slacks her legs and ass always looked sensational. And she always looked so fuckable. Knowing she looked fuckable with that wonderful teasing, super confident smile.

Sussan didn’t intimidate me, quite the opposite, she was a wonderful challenge for me. As soon as I set eyes on her in person I was determined to fuck her brains out, which as it transpired was exactly what she wanted from me.

Ada was right again. Sussan was a sensational lover, aggressive in bed, absolutely sensational. She was obviously a very experienced lover. An electric moment when Lana, her female minder opened the door of her hotel suite for me. Sussan was smiling at me from a distance as she looked me over, so confident, beautifully made up and dressed. Looking sensational for a woman well past fifty. (I had done a web search to confirm her age.)

Kissing with our tongues as soon as her minder told her, “This is Michael, the man I organised for you Sussan. I feel sure he will be most satisfactory for you.”

That was my cue to undress for Sussan, to show her my much younger body. Throwing my shoes and shirt off, teasing my nipples to enhance the moment while I held her gaze, aware her minder was watching. Letting my slacks fall to the floor. Teasing myself and the two women as I slowly slid my skimpy, black jock strap down to my ankles. Already semi-erect for Sussan, teasing my cock with my fingertips while the women watched it harden.

“Oh wow, his agent promised he was ten-inches and thick. He really is,”Lana her minder told Sussan, as she kissed me with her tongue with a hand wrapped around my erection.

Sussan was taller than I expected, wearing killer heels and her own designer label, short, white, light weight coat that finished well above her knees, still kissing as her minder removed her coat. Her beautiful, smooth, milky white skin a wonderful contrast to her own designer label, sexy, black lingerie. Her lingerie accentuating her legs, wide hips, flat stomach and beautiful, large, enhanced tits, spilling out of her cup-less bra. Licking and sucking her nipples, like bullets for me with my hands grasping her big ass. I loved the tactile feel of her big ass in my hands.

Turning around to show me and her minder her hips and ass. Her publicity shots barely hinting at how good her hips and ass were. Just magnificent, feeding my ass fetish. I had to worship it, lick and kiss her magnificent, big ass with her minder watching.

It was difficult to discern the places Sussan had had work done, she looked so good. Her face, lips, tits, ass, flat stomach and a tucked in waist. Sussan telling me, “You are probably aware of my opaque sexual reputation Michael. Most of it is probably true.”

“Will you need me any more Sussan? Or should I leave?,” her minder Lana asked as she locked eyes with mine. Looking closely at her for the first time. Lana was around my age, she and Sussan had a chemistry I couldn’t quite define.

“i don’t need you any more Lana. Though there is no need for you to leave. Would you like to stay and watch Michael fuck me? Sorry Michael I should have asked you first. Would you mind if Lana stays to watch you fucking me? I would like her to watch.”

When I looked at Lana again, the thought of her watching me fucking Sussan, her boss, had huge appeal. I do enjoy a third person watching me fucking at any time. Sussan’s minder watching quickly had even more appeal for me. It quickly became apparent – and exciting – when I learnt Sussan and Lana had already agreed on that arrangement.

Sussan’s body was everything and more I had been fantasising about and lusting after for years. She was still wearing her cup-less bra when I knelt in front of her. Kissing and licking her flat stomach before I slid her thong past her heels. Exactly as I expected she had a beautiful pussy, stunning. Her beautifully trimmed black, pubic triangle a wonderful contrast to her coiffed, silver blond hairdo.

Sussan had her hand on the back of my head as she soaked up the cunnilingus I was providing her, fucking her with my tongue.”You are good Michael, very good. I could take that all day long. So good, fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt.”

“I told you he would be good,” Lana was whispering to Sussan as they kissed with their tongues. Another rumour put to rest, Sussan was bi-sexual and she was comfortable, very comfortable in a three-way situation. Just as I was with such an internationally famous woman and sex symbol.

I wanted to challenge myself with a woman Sussan’s age, more than twenty-years older than me. Prove to myself I could satisfy an internationally, famous woman that age. A woman I had vainly lusted after from a distance for years while I followed her business career.

Sussan was aggressive in bed. Incredibly aggressive. I liked it. On top of me, using me, while I admired her huge ass in the ceiling mirror. Her minder Lana giving me a finger to suck, a tease for me, while she ran a hand over Sussan’s ass.

Sussan was a pornographers delight, a sex machine. Another trophy fuck for me, the most high profile women I had ever had.

It was nearing midnight after we had showered together when Sussan told me, “I promised Lana she could suck your big cock, give you a head job after you had satiated me. I want to watch, do you mind?”

I didn’t mind, a fantasy playing out, the internationally famous, gorgeous, sexy, Sussan watching her minder sucking my cock, giving me a head job. Determined to show her boss and me how talented she was.

Sussan kissing me while she watched her minder giving me a head job. My hand on her magnificent big ass. It obviously wasn’t the first time Sussan had watched Lana give a man a head job.

She had her hands on Lana’s face as she guided her expertly pursed lips along my erection. Sussan talking to Lana all the time. “Other than those black men in LA, Michael is the biggest man we have had. Ten-inches and so thick. Are you going to swallow? Yes?”

“I am not finished with you yet Michael. I want to give you something to remember me by, something special,” Sussan told me as I prepared to shower. “You know by now most of the rumours about me are true.”

She had her naked body pressing against mine, legs spread, in the shower alcove. “Relax Michael while Lana counts to three for me.” I couldn’t relax, though I wanted what was coming. Sussan’s hands were resting on my shoulders for support as Lana counted, kissing Sussan as she did.

“One … two. three … Then, the most incredible golden shower over my cock, while Lana watched. Sussan was incredible, The best ever golden shower. What a woman, what a body, my sex object for one night.

More stories in the media next day about Sussan’s visit. Little did they know what a magnificent sex object she was.

When Ada, my agent called me for a debrief, she wasn’t at all surprised when I told her some of the salacious details. She does enjoy debriefing me and I do like to to tease her.

“I told you I thought she would be dynamite in bed, a very sophisticated lover, probably bi-sexual. Haven’t I always proved to be a good judge for you? Tell me some more details.”

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The ancient, dusty cobweb expanded as the warm air tugged at its weakened skeletal fabric. A rumbling swelled within the confines of the underground station; a roaring sound interspersed with the ‘clickety clack’ of steel wheels hammering on a steel track. Like a bullet from a gun the train burst from the dark tunnel. A squeal of brakes pierced the air.

A few late evening travellers awaiting their transport home

Julia Farraday was dressed for the office in a lightweight, beige suit and matching shoes. The effect enhanced her hair. A golden, shoulder length bob that was cut to fringe the eyes and could be tucked behind her ears when she leaned forward. Her recent attempts at a modest diet had dropped her weight to eight and a half stones though not from her bustline. It remained at a persistant 37C. The weight on her slender frame was beginning to curve her back.

Julia had learnt that patience was a virtue. Her moral virtue had been lost long ago in her youth. At twenty-eight she had formed many loving relationships with the opposite sex but on each occasion she felt that something was not quite right. Like the angler’s sense of touch on the line as the fish takes the baited hook, through experience, the angler knows what type of fish is biting. To the uninitiated this knowledge is unfathomable and cannot be equated.

For Julia, today was a special day.

Today she was endeavouring to expand her sexual relationships. Today she was going to pluck up the courage to speak to her ‘dream girl.’ She had seen her every Wednesday evening, for the past two months, as they travelled out of Central London.

The train screeched to a halt. The door to the fourth carriage opened.

She was there, wearing a lightweight, pale blue, summer dress with a high collar. The blue matched her eyes. Her coifed, black hair allowed the air to cool her pale neck. Julia guessed she was in her mid twenties and a slender five foot seven.

A gruff looking middle-aged executive pushed past Julia as she stepped inside and sat opposite her. The girl didn’t appear to look up but continued reading her magazine.

The doors ‘shushed’ and closed. The train lurched forward and stopped. A moments pause.

Did she glance up at her?

The train rolled forward then jerked into motion. The young man standing slightly to his left was caught unawares and he tried to quickly grasp the handrail above him. His foot ground onto Julia’s own.

“Sorry… sorry” he blurted effusively, trying to grab the rail and re-orientate his body and briefcase. The train picked up speed and left the staion behind.

Over the top of her magazine she smiled at Julia. Her heart leapt. She smiled and leaned forward.

“Don’t laugh, it could so easily have been your foot that he stood on?”

Before she could reply the carriage lights went out. The darkness collapsed in on their thoughts as there followed a tremendous bang and crash. Grinding metal. Shattering glass.

Silence.

Julia awoke to a black stillness. She had a thundering headache and was aware that her body was bruised. The softness beneath her must have prevented further injury. She tried to move but found she could not.

It was then that the ‘softness’ beneath her moved and groaned.

The warmth from the person’s moaning heated her groin and movement from their head made her sexually aware of their presence.

It occurred to her that the warmth permeating through the delicate, soft fabric beneath her own face must be that of another human being.

‘Female? Definitely,’ she mused. A ‘soap like’ scent brushed the edges of her regaining senses, although the smell of highly charged electricity and burnt rubber were becoming more pungent.

She tried exerting pressure on her back to lift her body clear from this embarrassing situation. They were still in a public place and she knew that once the woman was conscious any number of misconceptions could be construed.

She could only move a few inches. Whatever happened now was out of her hands.

More groans, then an awakening.

“Aghhh…” She said. Cramped movement. Limited knowledge. Their brain clicked into gear.

“Are you hurt?” Julia asked.

“I don’t think so. I ache in places but everything seems to be functioning okay. My arms and legs are pinned. There’s also a heavy weight the length of my body. What happened? Are you alright?”

“Apart from a few bruises I’m fine,” she acknowledged, realising from her tone that she was on top of a young woman.

“Can you move from beneath me?” Julia questioned. “It seems I’m pinned from above and I can’t get off you?”

She squirmed beneath her as she pushed upward. Her face brushed her groin.

‘Oh, God,’ she thought, ‘Please do that again.’

“Umm… Julia?”

“Yes.”

“Is that your face in my crotch?”

Julia hesitated before replying, “Yes, it is.”

“And there’s no way you can move your face away from my crotch?”

“I’m afraid not. It also means that my groin is directly over your mouth and the slightest movement… You know my name? Who are you?”

“I’m Sarah, and I was sitting opposite you before… well, before the accident. I recognised your voice and realised it must be you.”

Her heart skipped a beat, her pulse quickened.

The girl of her dreams lay beneath her. Was this Julia’s lucky day?

“But it still doesn’t answer how you know my name?” She probed.

“I have to admit that I saw the name tag on your briefcase some weeks ago. I wanted to speak to you sooner but… I’m rather shy and… really old fashioned about talking to complete strangers.” She breathed. “Julia, I know you liked me from the moment I saw you. It was in your eyes. I’m glad you spoke to me today. I thought it would never happen, though I hoped that it would.”

“I do like you, Sarah. I have since I first saw you but I never dreamt of being in this position without some introduction or at least sharing our first kiss together.”

Silence followed. Huskily, Sarah said, “You can.”

“I can what?” asked a bemused Julia.

She hesitated, then, after she had cleared her throat, “Kiss me.”

“Kiss you? Kiss you where… how”

The dampness between her open thighs belied her innocent reply.

She blew a stream of cool air against her mons. “You mean you want me to kiss you here?” She queried.

“Yes I do. I don’t expect you to understand but I have wished this moment to happen but only if you want to kiss me there. Judging by the heat on my face I’ll take that to mean, yes.”

Julia stretched her left arm forward to find the hem of Sarah’s flimsy, blue dress. As she did so she felt Sarah’s hot breath from her mouth as she tried locating the tag to her zipper. The erotic sensation as the zipper edged downwards stopped her movements.

“Julia, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong, Sarah. It’s just… I mean… Do you really want this to happen? I mean… I don’t want you to think that I do this with everyone.”

“If what you really mean is that afterwards I shall cry sexual assault then the answer is definitely no.” With that she edged her face downwards, grasped the buckle to her suit trousers with her teeth and started to undo the belt. The next part was trickier but the top trouser clip eventually parted.

While Julia was slowly being undressed by a dextrous face in the dark she followed her lead and hitched up the dress. She managed to get it up so far then it stuck.

“Sarah, I may have to tear your frock. Do you mind?” Her chin nudged her mons.

“Do it Julia,” she whispered urgently.

The ripping sound echoed around them. Cool air touched her warm legs.

The same cool air drifted over her naked backside. The scent of Sarah’s nearly nude groin aroused Julia.

Her hands found the waistband to Sarah’s light cotton knickers. Sarah lifted her bottom to allow their removal.

‘A sure sign of consent,’ Julia thought, as she manoeuvred the torn dress beneath Sarah’s raised bottom so that the harsh coldness of whatever she lay against did not cool her passion.

Julia felt Sarah quiver as her hands delicately caressed around the silky tops of Sarah’s thighs between her pale stockings and naked shaven pussy.

Sarah moaned and she lowered her wet lips to Julia’s sweet smelling pussy, delighted to sense in the darkness that Julia’e pussy was also naked. She was able to inch her thighs open slightly to accept her probing tongue. Julia placed her forearms under Sarah’s warm thighs and by resting on her elbows she parted Sarah’s sensitive pussy lips. The aroma from her pussy flooded her senses as a small amount of moisture lubricated the lips of her vagina. Sarah groaned again.

Her tongue darted out and she tasted Sarah’s sweetness.

‘A taste like no other,’ she thought.

She grew more adventurous as passion enveloped her and she swept her tongue along the full length of Sarah’s slit. A nub of flesh grazed her chin. Her initial surprise at the half-inch length of her clitoris soon gave way to Julia’s sexual lust. Her tongue swiftly found it, flicked it and encircled its length. She kissed it, sucked it and made love with her mouth to its protruding hardness as her own torso bucked to meet the demands of her own sexual needs. Her intermittent moans grew to a wail as they climaxed together.

After their lovemaking she rested her head on the warmth of Sarah’s upper thigh.

“Hello, anyone there?” A voice from the darkness demanded.

Together they shouted, “Over here.” Then the awful thought hit them should they be rescued immediately.

They dressed one another as properly as they could under their difficult conditions. However rescue did not come as quickly as they had dreaded. Cutting gear was brought over to their carriage and an hour later they were freed and taken by ambulance to a nearby hospital.

**********

Julia’s stay in hospital lasted longer than she anticipated. The brusing around her forehead was a cause for concern and she was detained for forty-eight hours in case of complications.

Sarah never visited her. She felt guilty, lonely and hurt by her absence. Had she lost her forever? He’d had the presence of mind to put her business card into Sarah’s frock pocket before they were rescued. Would she phone?

As the weeks turned into months she felt that the answer was increasingly likely to be no.

Three months after the accident, as September crept up on her busy work schedule, she was in her office planning the month’s workload when the phone rang.

“Julia Farraday speaking. How may I help you?”

“By closing and locking your office door,” a husky woman’s voice spoke in his ear. “Then I want you to sit down in your comfortable, executive leather chair and listen to what I have to say.”

“Sarah? Sarah is that you?”

“Julia, do as I have asked and then I will explain.”

She put down the phone then shut and quietly locked the office door.

“Sarah, I’ve done what you asked now, where have you been? Did I do something or say…”

“Quiet,” the voice commanded. “You will be quiet until I give you permission to speak. Is that clearly understood or I put the phone down… now?”

“Okay, Sarah okay. I understand.”

“I’m at work, Julia. I work in an office, along with twenty other girls. We all provide a service to men who get off on our ability to ‘perform’ for them on the phone. Telephone sex. Do you understand the term? A simple yes or no will do.”

“Yes,” replied Julia, falling into the rhythm of her performance. Realisation was beginning to dawn.

“Are you wearing your business suit?”

“What..?”

“Are you wearing your business suit?”

“Oh, I see. No I’m wearing a white chiffon blouse and delicate lacey bra.”

“Undo the buttons on your blouse and lift your bra up so that your breasts are exposed,” Sarah commanded.

She did as she was told.

“Close your eyes and focus on the sound of my voice. Concentrate intently on what I say. Will you?”

“Yes.”

“Hold and stroke your nipples rhythmically to what I say. Do not try to force your sexual emotions through before the end of my story. You will come when I say you can come. Do you agree?”

“Yes.”

“I did not want you to find out about my job. I was ashamed. But then I realised I was being selfish. You gave me comfort at a time when I needed and wanted you desperately. I’m sorry I waited so long to call you. I’m equally sorry if I have hurt you in any way by not being there for you… I want you so very much but you need to know the truth and by knowing the truth you may not want me. I need to give back something to you, that is why I rang you today. Are you stroking your nipples?”

“Yes.”

“What I am about to tell you is a true story. It happened to me. I have told no one this before. Do not interrupt me.

“I was seventeen when my stepfather arrived home early one summer’s afternoon when my mother was out. He seduced me, tied me to my mother’s bed and raped me. Now, unlike other rape stories you may have heard, you will probably be surprised to hear that I enjoyed what he did to me.

“I wanted more and more but each time I had to be tied up to fully enjoy our lovemaking.

“Mother eventually found out and threw me out of the house. That’s when I had to make my own way in the world. I have my own apartment. I’ve a few close friends but more importantly I believe I have you.

“I’m about to describe to you in intimate detail everything, every emotion that swept through me on that first occasion my stepfather made love to me. He was a big man like you and I want you to visualise yourself as him. You are he and I am going to make love to you over the phone.

“At first we talked. He was an easy listener. He invited me to have a small glass of white wine with him. That led to another then he kissed me gently on the lips. My heart fluttered beneath my flimsy cotton print frock. He lifted me up with his hands under my elbows and wrapped his warm arms around me hugging me to his body.

“It was the first show of affection I had received from anyone in years. A tear escaped my eye and rolled down my cheek. He broke away from me and kissed my tear-streaked cheeks then my lips. I was in heaven. Here was my mother’s ‘Prince Charming’ giving me attention. I responded. I crushed my mouth to his, returning his kiss with equal passion. He picked me up in his strong arms and carried me through to their bedroom where he lay me on the bed. Turning around he locked the door.

“I wasn’t intoxicated just floating on cloud nine when he began rolling my light summer frock up and over my head. That’s when I panicked. That’s when the enormity of what I was about to do and the consequences that could follow overrode any feeling of affection or sexual stimulation that had occurred.

“As my frock came free I dived for the key to the door on the bedside table. He was faster and threw me back onto the bed. I twisted and turned. I truly struggled to break free from his grasp but in the end both my hands and legs were tied by some of my mother’s long chiffon scarves to the four corners of the big bed. I lay panting, squirming in my cotton briefs and teenage bra, quietly glaring at him.

“He casually undressed and came up between my outstretched legs. In his hand was a pair of scissors that swiftly cut their way through the remainder of my clothing. I was nude.

“His erection was enormous. Are you enjoying the story Julia?

“Yes,” she said dryly into the phone beside her ear as the voice continued its story.

“He straddled my naked breasts. One hand stroked his rigid cock the other caressed my breasts. His big hand stroked and fingered my hard nipples until they were so sensitive that I closed my eyes and groaned with pleasure.

“He continued to torture my breasts with his exquisite touch. At last as the palm of his hand brushed the top surface of my left nipple, I came. I climaxed through sheer pleasure from his touch. My torso shivered deliciously beneath him. He understood my body more than I ever could at that age.

“He stopped stroking his erection and stood above me. I licked my lips and he twisted around, almost sat on my face then kneeling forward he caressed my lower belly down towards my wanton opening. Yes, wanton Jason. I wanted him inside me. I wanted that huge cock pounding, thrusting and sliding along my sensitive love tunnel. Instead I licked my lips, thrust my head up and allowed him to place the head of his circumcised cock into my wet mouth.

“He went down into my wet pussy like a dog after a rabbit down his burrow. His tongue slaked my licentious slit from every angle. He tongue fucked me whilst slipping his broad, wet index finger easily into my arse. I moved my lithe teenage torso to a sexual dance on the end of his finger. I climaxed again, amazed at how easily my emotions could be ignited by his arousal of my bound body.

“I tried everything I could think of to make him come in my mouth. It was only as a last resort that I gritted my teeth and raked them along the length of his engorged cock that he removed his cock from my mouth, twisted around and jerked off over my tits. He exploded and the hot semen landing on my breasts and upper body felt like droplets of hot candle wax.

“He hadn’t finished with my young, naked flesh. He used a towel from the dresser to wipe me clean then rolled me over onto my tummy. He liberally applied some gel around my asshole then slowly pushed a small, cool dildo with a silver-coated head into my arse. As I felt every inch penetrate my inner sanctum he turned me onto my back, spread my legs, licked my pussy for a short time whilst stroking his cock. He placed his body over mine in the ‘missionary’ position then by rubbing his cock along the length of my wet slit he aroused himself further. Inch by glorious inch he slid into me and past my hymen with considerable ease. His cock was huge and with the dildo in my arse I experienced double the pleasure. Once his entire shaft was inside me he lay still for a moment then began nibbling my right nipple. I jerked my body violently as the sensitive half-inch bud produced a stabbing sensation flowing down to my groin. My vaginal muscles contracted around his cock and he moved his lower torso toward and away from my lustful, sweat sheened body. I rode him as he rode me. At first to a gentle trot then a canter, then at full gallop. He thrust forward and I would contract my vaginal muscles sweetly around his slippery shaft. He moved back and I relaxed my muscles. Sweetly it continued.

“From somewhere in my head as we gazed directly into each others eyes I heard words coming from my mouth that surprised and excited even he.

“‘Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me harder. Fuck me harder, hard in my cunt. God, I’m gonna come. I’m coming all over your cock. I want you to come. Please come in me. Come on come. Come. Come. Aghhh…’

“I climaxed intensely. His cock grew so large that I thought it would explode and it did. With a groan he pulsed mightily inside me and filled me with his hot seed.

“Are you close to coming too, Julia?”

“Yes.”

“Picture us together on that same bed with my head in your lap. You are tied to the bed. Your slippery pussy is in my mouth. My delicate finger manipulates your throbbing clitoris. Up and down. Up and down. You are close to coming. I suck your clit deeply…”

“I’m gonna come,” Julia said, into the phone.

“Then come, Julia. Come into the warmth of my mouth,” Sarah whispered urgently, huskily.

Julia came into the wad of tissue papers she’d prepared earlier. She put down the phone on the desk while she re-arranged her clothing.

When she picked it up again the line was dead.

The door handle turned and rattled. She unlocked the door and resumed her office routine as though nothing had happened.

**********

Julia could not get Sarah out of her head.

For days afterwards she made enquiries at every telephone sex shop outlet in the city but was told that employee details were confidential.

She stood forlornly beside the railway track that following Thursday morning. She resembled in some ways, the broken strands of the ancient cobweb fluttering fiercely from the rush of air being pushed forward by the approaching train.

It burst into view, roaring its presence and shrieked to a halt. The doors opened and before her stood Sarah.

She moved into her open arms as the boarding commuters pushed and shoved their way onto the train. Julia held her close and whispered in her ear, “Don’t ever leave me again.”

“I’m yours,” Sarah smiled, “for as long as you’ll have me.”

They kissed for the first time. They held that kiss long after the carriage doors had closed and the train had hummed then roared its way into the next tunnel.

Eventually they broke free. Gazing wistfully at one another they walked hand in hand through the exit.

Above them, attached to the exit sign, a new and stronger web was being spun.

End

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part 4

She had never dreamed what it could be like to have all these strange males touch her, it was like when the young male had rolled her over on her back and played with her, as a young pet, only multiplied a dozen very harsh times. Her master had stood back and watched the enjoyment she was receiving from all this. By the attention she was getting and the look on her face it was almost blissful, he could not stand to see her enjoy herself, and had walked back over and hooked the leash on her. He then said, your having way to much fun, and first pulled off her blindfold, followed by untying her hands and undoing the belt that held the red ball gag. He then shoved her down on all fours and started leading her around quite briskly, like a common animal, at first she was able to keep up but after several times around through the crowd her knees were getting sore. The sight of her big round bottom wiggling and jiggling along with her large breasts hanging down and swaying back and forth with her nipples occasionally touching the ground was quite stimulating for both her and the horny men. She started to slow, this was met with a stinging lash from his whip she yelped quite loudly and the men roared with laughter each time the whip struck her bottom. He then said you like to suck cocks don’t you!!!…Bitch

Lets see just how many cocks you can suck and you can start with mine. He pulled her up short and told her to set bitch! so that she was on her knees and said keep your hands behind your back and if you don’t ill whip your ass until you wished you had!. He then hollered out in Spanish amigos get over here!, you guys are next and bring those big hard cocks, shes ready. He tilted her head back by grabbing her ears and said open up bitch, she hated to suck him and kept trying to pull away, he knew she did not want to do this and had slapped her face several times very hard, saying open up bitch, and this had made her open wide, he then jammed his grotesque and very large cock, warts and all past her lips and down deep into her throat and at the same time grabbed her head ramming it back and forth. For several moments she could not breath at all, as her little pet heart was pounding along with trying to suck in some air, her relief came when he did, as she was first gushed with a cumload of his sickening sweet cum that was followed by several more titillating squirts that filled her mouth almost full.

He then pinched her nose closed as he held her head back with it, and told her swallow it all bitch! And I mean all! she was gagging on so much of his warm sickening cum and had reached up with her hands to try and push him away, this resulted in him squirting what was left over her head. He was really mad now and had slapped her several more times even harder, she screamed each time he struck her and this only seemed to make him madder yet. Before she knew what was happening the whip was again cutting into her buttocks, this time with searing pain. She was so terrified that she immediately put her hands behind her back and was now almost gulping down his cum. He finally started to calm down as the next of several males who had each lined up with their hard cocks easily slid into her open mouth. The first man had only pumped into her several times before he to had cummed. Her master was holding her nose again and threatening her with the whip and was again hollering at her to swallow it all!

She was sucking and swallowing this cum much easier as it was not so fowl tasting as her masters had been, this man was quickly followed by another and another she was sucking and gulping them as fast as she could as her master kept slapping her face occasionally, he had stepped back with his whip and was encouraging each man in Spanish to hold her nose as she sucked them, and if she wasn’t quite fast enough at it as he thought she should, he would lash out with his whip on her soft and now very red welted ass! she had now sucked and swallowed over a dozen men and was burping up cum from time to time her stomach felt quite full of liquid in a queasy sort of way when her master said up you go. Jo was quite surprised just how stimulated she had become from sucking the cum of all these men that her little pet pussy was almost dripping with anticipation as if it was wanting it, it would not matter, she would have no choice. OMG she thought to her self, as the thought kept rolling around in her head, I really am a bitch, slut and a, whore of a pet !!!….

Her master said lets just see how many big cocks it will take to break that sweet pink little pet cherry snatch of yours! He, had been wondering just how they were going to decide who would be first. Apparently a card game had ensued that had resulted in some heavy betting and twelve men with almost a months pay were hard at it, this was a Mexican version of five card stud a rather appropriate game for what was at hand because more that twelve studs were eager and ready. Navarro his sadistic foreman and two other guys were betting cussing and bitching at each other , trying to out bluff the other when one finally threw up his cards followed by the other, as Navarro’s last hand had topped them all. One of them said in broken English well at least we will be second and third!.

They had all been eying, and anticipating sticking their cocks in a virgin pet!. Jo’s master had pushed her up next to the table so that all could get a close look, he had turned her around and had bent her over so they could see her red welted bottom and told her to reach back and spread her lips so that they could see her wet and very stimulated little clit!. She felt so helpless in front of these men, and having to do such a humiliating thing, but the soreness of her bottom along with being displayed so vulgarly in front of these strange men had excited her almost to the point of orgasm. The two that had just lost, both gave her a stinging swats on her red bottom, but Navarro who had won, sadistically stuck his thumb in her pussy and was trying to to use it along with her lips and clit to force her over in front of everyone so that they could see first hand how open and ready she was as he removed his hand so that the deflowering of her cherry little pet pussy!!..could begin!

With the gambling out of the way and the winner Navarro, he had motioned for everyone to gather around and that they should be ready to help in the gang rape of this young virgin pet.

Jo was lifted up and laid on her back across the heavy card table and Navarro told several of the men to grab her arms legs and then bend her legs up and had removed her heels, he then said hold them tight!. Now with several men holding her thighs and others her ankles so wide it hurt, and with her bottom on the edge. Navarro first pulled her wet little pet pussy lips apart so that he could get at her now not so tiny clit, she winced in pain as he sadistically pinched pulled and twisted her swollen little clitoris!!!…argggg the pain was awful as he slowly released his grip and then very softly started manipulating it, Jo orgasmed almost immediately followed by another. Navarro still with a sadistic grin was quite amused by the fact that he could sadistically twist pull and abuse her clitoris, followed by softly stroking it and each time this would produce another orgasm…. Her master had walked back over and had forced her mouth open and had placed the red ball gag in buckling it as the same time.

Several of the men that were holding her, had in broken English encouraged Navarro to to keep it up as they had never seen a young pet have so many orgasms in a row. Jo was now going from pain to pleasure, back and forth so many times she could not comprehend only that it was so awesome and sadistically pleasurable. Navarro had unzipped his pants and removed them this produced a perfect dick that was every bit as large as her masters, with the men holding her apart Navarro placed the head of his cock between her pet pussy lips and slowly and forcefully started pushing it in!…

Jo had been played with and whipped hard but her pussy was small for a big pet, and with the expanded butt plug still at the max had made her pussy even smaller yet, she was so wet from all the previous orgasms as well as being very stimulated that her lips mound and opening slowly stretched to allow Navarro’s hard cock to penetrate her virgin pet pussy!!! as it went farther and farther she stretched more and more. She was young and soft at first it was just uncomfortable, but as it slowly went deeper her discomfort became almost unbearable. She had never experienced anything like this and did not know what to expect.

Once his cock would go no further he just held it still, this allowed her slit walls to gradually expand she could feel this happen to where it was almost bearable. Just when she was starting to relax some he started to slowly pull out and when the head was just inside her opening he rammed it into her with all the force he could muster. Jo screamed but the ball gag allowed only an Eeeee!!!! squeaking squeal, a small amount of blood squirted out around her broken cherry as each time he trusted in with his 12″ cock going from balls hitting her bottom to almost out and then ramming in each time. Less and less along with her cunt juice squirted out until only a small amount was seeping out and around his meat and running down around the plug and onto the table.

It did not take Navarro long before he exploded with a large amount of stored up semen this also squirted out around his cock and ran down and around her butt plug! The initial painful intercourse was starting to fade as Navarro finally pulled out with a grunt! And the next two followed in his place, time for Jo was a blur, as every pent up horny male laborer used her over and over she felt so used and so cheep her little pet pussy was so stretched and sore that it felt as tho it was on fire. Her bottom with the swollen welts was just starting to subside into a warm sensual glow. It was well after midnight when her master returned , he had watched her deflowering and had left her there to be used. Most of the workers had satisfied themselves, some numerous times, her master had pulled her up off the table and had slipped her green heels on along with her leash she was barely able to stand as he almost had to drag her out of the pole barn and back up the hill she could hardly walk and every time she tried to stop it was met with a stinging lash from her masters whip!!!..

It seemed like such a long way back up the hill as he finally lead her into the barn and into her cage, he unhooked her leash removed the ball gag and shoved her to the floor slamming the door and locking the cage, as he walked off he said, just think! You get to do this all over again tomorrow!!!… Jo was so tired and used she hardly was able to comprehend what he had said, she slipped off her heels and sank into her bunk and with in a few minutes was sound asleep.

She woke up late the next morning to the smell of food. She was famished and the food in her bowl was very good, the fact that she had not eaten since the day before had made her even hungrier. Her mouth and lips were a little sore as she ate, and her knees were still bruised and sensitive from being paraded around like a little animal!, but her little pet pussy seemed to still be wide open from the stretching she had endured the day before that left her clit exposed to the air and her bottom was sticking up and wiggling around as she ate her food. Navarro had been standing next to the cage watching her red welted bottom and had commented how red and sore looking her pet pussy looked and that he planned on doing the same later that evening!. Her master said he would be down to hose her off and that after she could rest up and get ready for later that evening. He also said that he had invited several truck drivers that would be staying till Monday and that she should be especially nice to them. So now she would have to accommodate them as well, this brought the the total of horny men to over sixteen!!!…

Saturday night was almost a repeat of Friday with the exception of the extra truck drivers they seemed to be even more brutal as they would probably not get another chance at her and had really had her suck them off several times, as well as fucking her really hard. During the week her master would take her into the special room in the barn and do to her the same thing he did the first night and would bind her up good to where she couldn’t move and really fuck her in the ass.

Several times during the week he would tie her with a rope around her waist and up through her slit and her hands behind her back and would put the red ball gag in her mouth and then tie her to the back of his red farm jeep and slowly drive around the farm so that his workers could fondle her and so that she would get her exercise. The next several months went by fast as she had resigned herself to the fact that this was going to be her lot in life and that she truly was a pet slut and a whore her pussy was now easily able to take on almost any cock and she was starting to enjoy sucking any and all of the workers even her masters cum was beginning to taste better.

Late one Saturday night after she had been used well by most of the workers, Navarro was the last, and he had been forcefully face fucking her to the point of really gagging her, to where she could not breath, he had been repeatedly slapping her, so she really bit his dick so hard it left teeth marks, he was quite surprised and screamed obscenities in half Spanish and English as he jerked his sore and bitten cock out. Her leash was not on at the time, as Navarro had carelessly left it unhooked, something her master had told him not to do. Jo was now “terrified” at what he was going to do to her!. Now that she was loose and no one else was around to help him she had ran off into the dark.

At first she had no idea where to go, there were about a dozen small cabins behind the pole barn that housed the workers and behind them was a stream along with a number of trees and overgrowth that ran for several miles out into the farm land. She knew sooner or later she would be found but was scared and uncertain as to just what to do? She had been running between the cabins and was just about to head out into the trees, and under brush. She could hear Navarro still cussing and bitching and yelling that when he found her she was really going to get it! As she passed the back porch of the last cabin she had this overpowering thought in her head of a soft female voice and it had a Spanish accent and was saying, here over here!

Jo stopped as the thought again said down here under the porch, she knelt down and was trying to see just where she was to go, as who ever it was grabbed her and pulled her through a very small opening under the porch, it was dark, she hesitated with her little pet heart pounding, was afraid to stay, and was sure she would be caught!, she tried to pull away but who ever it was held her tight. No sooner had this happened she heard Navarro run by along with several other men hollering again in broken English, she’s gone out into the bushes help me find the bitch, she should be easy to find!.and boy when I find her she is going to get it!!!.. She could hear him along with several more men who had joined the search as they moved farther and farther out into the field until she could barely hear them. The voice in her head said, as she was being held tight, you will be safe here with me at least until morning.

As Jo’s eyes became accustom to the dark she could now see for the first time a young Latina pet, that was almost the same age as her! And that she could now feel her, big breasts, that were crushed against her back. With her heart pounding and her breasts heaving she heard the men coming back, and heard Navarro say we will have to wait until morning so in the daylight we should be able to find her, she can’t have gotten far as he muttered under his breath the boss is going to kill me if his favorite pet gets away.

The voice then said so sweetly everything will be alright as she slowly released her grip and turned her around so that they faced each other. Jo had not seen another pet since she had left the shelter and was surprised that their was another in the camp. She had so many questions. First what was her name, the girl replied Thelma ( Now I want you to think of Thelma Hyatt the incredibly beautiful Latina actress) She two, had very large breasts and was the most beautiful site, and that unless under these terrible circumstances Jo would have never gotten to see or meet her!

Thelma’s thoughts went on to say as they hugged one another, she had been smuggled into the country along with her parents several nights before and when crossing the boarder with the coyotes ( smugglers) they had run across the border patrol and during the commotion had been separated from her parents, one of the men in the group knew her father and they both had ran in the same direction and were able to get away in the dark and into the thick underbrush to hide. The Agents weren’t to concerned as they had easily taken into custody most of those who were trying to come across into the US.

Thelma had been worried about her parents but knew that they would be eventually returned to there home in Mexico and was quite concerned about the money they had spent that was now gone. The man she had escaped with told her to stay with him and he would see to it that she would be okay, and when he returned to work at the camp he had smuggled her in late one evening. He had made this secluded place under the back porch for her to stay until he could figure a way to send her elsewhere.

This situation was just about the best thing that had ever happened to Jo, Thelma was so beautiful and the way her thoughts came across it sounded so sweet as her accent alone was so delightfully appealing, Jo could not believe the feeling she was getting by just being next to this gorgeous young female pet, at first they hugged and what started as a thankful kiss suddenly became much more and was not at all sisterly either! They were soon passionately kissing one another with careless abandon, oh! It felt so wonderful.

Jo had not had anyone show her any love affection or concern since she had left the pet shelter and even there they were only nice to her. She did not fully understand her new mixed feelings and was even more surprised how wet she was becoming down in her gentiles. She only knew it felt good, and very good, she was so relaxed and was drifting off almost to asleep as she felt Thelma go from kissing her on the lips, to her neck and then to her breasts!

She dared not move wanting it never to stop! She had heard in the shelter about pets that enjoyed being with other pets, but had been raised only to please a master? OMG she felt Thelma’s breasts move across her stomach and Thelma’s beautiful red lips slowly descend onto her now very wet, and well stimulated pet pussy. As her lips surrounded her clitoris, Jo could not hold back or help herself, she squealed out a very long high pitched screech as she orgasmed. Thelma had tried to put her hand on Jo’s mouth but it was to late.

Several of the lights had come on due to the noise and she heard voices, the man who’s back porch they were under came out and hollered in Spanish not to worry it was only two cats mating and to go back to sleep. He then said in a low voice to be quiet or they would all be in trouble!. Jo was biting her tongue as Thelma continued loving on Jo’s soft but well used sweet pussy, this was so much better than even her first orgasm!!.. , as Thelma seemed to know instinctively just how, where and what to do that made Jo into a “helpless gasping pet” that could not, and did not want to do anything to stop this wonderful feeling.

They had fallen asleep in each others arms and for Jo it was so blissful she did not wake up until almost noon. Late that afternoon they were still holding each other when they heard voices it was about her, the men had been out in the field along the stream and had found nothing?

Navarro was very worried as his boss could be really mean and the fact that his favorite pet was missing was not looking so good for him. It was now late Sunday evening and he had been using the entire crew to help look for her. He had been thinking and paused, saying to himself as much as anyone she could not have gotten into the next county as it was just to far!, and that they had not found any pet foot prints or tracks around the stream or out into the field seemed to confirm this. He then came to the conclusion that she must still be in the camp somewhere?, but where, and said I want you to look in every possible place where a pet could hide and if we can’t find her then, we will borrow the dogs.

This last statement had terrified both Thelma and Jo as they had heard about these dogs, they were trained to fight each other and were Illegal not only to have but were quite vicious.

Both of them were now very worried and it would only be a short period of time when they would probably be found, they did not know just what to do, but decided to wait until later that evening and then try to sneak out. Thelma said she knew the way and had several friends of her parents that might be able to help if they could only get there, it was however quite a long distance away.

The men had supposedly looked everywhere but had still not found Jo, or Thelma both were now starting to think that they might have a chance to getaway when she heard her master who had finally returned from town cussing at Navarro , calling him an idiot and when he discovered that they had not already called out the dogs he was even madder yet. Now it was only a matter of time until they were found!

They could hear the dogs yelping some distance away neither knew just what to do and were now more scared than ever. Navarro himself had to be careful around these dogs he had used Jo’s green high heels to give them the scent and within only a few minutes there noses were under the porch, Thelma was hitting them on the nose with a stick that only seemed to make them more vicious. Finally the dogs were pulled back and Navarro said come on out we know your under there. Jo slowly came out and they at first thought that the dogs were still carrying on as the dogs hated pets and if let loose would really bite their bottoms. They could not understand why the dogs still wanted under the porch! When to everyone’s astonishment Thelma finally appeared. My gawd they now had two beautiful young pets to abuse.

A leash was quickly attached to Jo’s collar and some one had come up with another one for Thelma both were lead back up to the pole barn and were tied up with there hands over their heads and there legs apart to poles next to each other. Thelma now that she was in the light was the most beautiful thing these men had ever seen and even Jo was more impressed than ever. Not only did she have a beautiful body her skin was perfect as was her muff but what was really impressive was, that she two had very large breasts, not as big as Jo’s but they were even more shapely.

Jo’s master had found his whip and had asked Navarro if he wanted to be first to punish her! His sadistic streak along with the fact that she had caused him so much trouble left him almost drooling in anticipation to really whip her and for all he was worth!. Her master had been eying Thelma and could not believe his luck in not only finding Jo but in his new coop of acquiring this beautiful young Latina pet that had cost him nothing. He had walked up and was fondling her breasts, as his hands then went to her shapely soft round bottom, he was saying boy, I am really going to love fucking you in the ass!!!..

The last is in the continuation of part 4

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Ming captures Sarah O’Malley

Angela, 34, blue-eyed blonde with amazingly white translucent skin, mother of two had just been ravished by two home invaders plus an ugly creep they had invited over using her own cell phone. Worse, they had also invited a Chinese girl who did the most obscene things imaginable to her. The ugly creep and the Chinese girl each paid $500 to use her. The Chinese girl had now stuffed her into a large burlap bag in an old beat-up car and had even managed to convince her red-haired neighbor, Sarah, to invite her over on Wednesday on the pretext of being an Avon lady.

She heard the car start up and felt it vibrate heavily as they drove. Where was she going? Why?

What must have been several hours later, they left the paved road and bumped along a rutty old dirt road. Going where? All these bumps made her whole body ache.

The car slowed, stopped. Some Spanish voices. Ming’s voice:

“I in hurry. Let me cross. Here take money. $100 like last time.”

The car started up again. They had crossed into Mexico!

Shortly the car stopped again and she heard a conversation in English.

“White blonde, blue eyes. Good condition. You pay me $8,000 like last time.”

“Last time we paid $5,000. Let’s see her.”

Angela was dumped out of the burlap bag onto the ground, naked in front of strangers who inspected her, poked her, pinched her skin, scratched their heads then said:

“Yeah, she’ll do. $5,000. Get us more and we’ll pay $5,000 each.”

“OK. $5,000. You want red-head next time? Has freckles. And where you sell them?”

“Red-heads are OK. We want exotics like that to sell in Somalia.”

“Somalia?? You crazy! Somali’s no money!”

“The rich ones have lots of money and like exotic white meat. Here’s your $5,000. Go get us more.”

Ming drove away leaving her latest “Yummy Mommy” lying in the dirt with her clients. She thought quickly. ‘I paid those black idiots $500 and just made another $5,000. These guys are probably getting $50,000 in Somalia. How can I cut them out and get all of it myself? Oops, it’s getting late. Better call my husband and tell him I had to work overtime at the factory. Better change into work clothes or he’ll get suspicious about how I can afford fancy stuff again.’

As she drove back across the border her thoughts alternated between how to get to the Somali customers direct and her appointment Wednesday with her latest Yummy Mommy. ‘Let’s see, Sarah has kids and that’s a real turn-on. And she has bright rusty red-hair, green eyes, not fat. And lots of freckles. Freckles! Hope they’re all over. Wednesday. Yummy!”

Ming paid all the money she made from selling Angela to have her clients watched and their shipment tracked to Somalia. She had someone in Somalia watch the plane being unloaded and track the box to its final customer. By Monday morning she had the name, address and phone number so she was ready to deal.

She called the customer explaining she could get them plenty of exotic Yummy Mommies saving them money because they didn’t have to deal with the Mexican middle-men. Final price $35,000 each! Her dream of being a female criminal master-mind was finally in sight.

Wednesday. Sarah O’Malley sent her son and daughter (14 &16) to school and tidied up for the Avon lady. She put on a light, cotton floral print dress with a low neckline that emphasized her cleavage. She had planned to wear a sweater over the dress to be conservative, but, the hot weather had made her change her. Underneath she wore a flimsy red bra that barely gave support and matching red sheer panties. No stockings on this hot day. This would be a great day! She could buy some nice skin creams to hide her freckles and maybe some new fragrance. She relaxed waiting for that nice young Avon girl. Seemed like a nice kid. Of course, she was also concerned about the disappearance of her neighbor Angela. There had been several disappearances of housewives on the other side of town.

Ming was excited. This would be a great day! She would snack on a new Yummy Mommy and make $35,000! Today, she wore a green, pleated skirt that came just above the knees and a thin white blouse together with a green business jacket. As usual, she wore nothing underneath. She trembled. She was already wet and hadn’t even arrived at the Yummy Mommy’s house yet. Freckles! She hoped the white bitch would fight so she could throw her to the ground as usual. Her nipples hardened in anticipation.

There was the brown house with the big trees. Ming backed her old heap in making sure the hatchback was as close to the side door as possible to shield from curious eyes.

The doorbell. Ding Dong! Cool, just the right sound!

“Hi Ming.”

“Good morning Sarah. Avon calling!”

They both giggled at the old joke.

“Come on in, the living room is this way.”

“Thanks.”

Ming followed Sarah to the living room. A large, cream colored sofa and loveseat sat in front of a gas fireplace. A large oak coffee table, two oak bookcases and a couple red-shaded lamps completed the d?r.

Ming took off her green jacket and sat on the loveseat allowing her green skirt to ride up a few inches while Sarah sat opposite on the sofa. Sarah leaned forward and asked:

“Shouldn’t you have a sample bag or something?”

Ming broke into a warm, broad smile at the sight of Sarah’s cleavage. She glimpsed the red bra and happily noted that the freckles continued onto Sarah’s boobs.

“I like to know customer first before talking about products. How many kids you have? Your husband handsome? How old are you?”

Sarah was a bit puzzled with the odd questions but, ok, maybe Ming just had a different approach.

“I have two kids, 14 & 16. A girl and a boy, see the pictures over there? And yes my husband is quite handsome. I love him and the kids very much. I’m 38 years old and how old are you young lady? Do you have anything to hide freckles?”

Ming glanced at the pictures. Obviously a very happy family, what a turn-on! Her tits got harder. It was fun playing Avon lady. She shuffled her bum forward on the couch so that her skirt would ride even further up and leaned back. Her smile became warmer as she saw Sarah trying not to look at her honey colored legs and her tits trying to poke through her thin blouse.

“You have very nice family. I’m just 22. Yes I have freckle cream. Are your freckles just on your face?”

Sarah saw Ming’s nipples showing through her blouse and tried not to look at the increasingly large expanse of bare legs. Ming obviously needed to learn some modesty. Luckily they were both women here.

“Thanks. Actually, the freckles are all over and I am a bit self-conscious of them. Can you help?”

Sarah had leaned forward again. Good, another glimpse of her red bra. Freckles all over. Ming couldn’t wait to do a thorough inspection.

“I need to see freckles closer. Please take off dress.”

“What!!”

“Off with dress white bitch!”

Ming leapt forward so fast Sarah could not follow the motion. All she knew was Ming’s lithe, small body had her pinned down. Ming’s fingers squeezed her throat. She tried to tear at Ming’s hands but just managed to rip Ming’s blouse exposing the small, honey colored breasts.

“Bitch! Shirt cost $200!”

Ming’s squeezing caused Sarah’s eyes to blur as her energy left her. Just as she started to black out Ming’s warm smile returned and she eased up so that Sarah could gasp for air.

“OK Yummy Mommy, do what I say or I choke you to death.”

“Please don’t hurt me” sobbed Sarah as the small Chinese girl sat on her chest.

Ming stepped back and gave firm instructions.

“Behave and you no hurt. Get up. Take off dress. You like my titties?”

Sarah, stunned, stood and let her dress drop exposing her all over freckles. She quivered in her sheer red bra and panties wondering what this person wanted.

“Wow! You got freckles everywhere! I hot! You look yummy. I like mommies that are yummy. You nice tits. Turn around and bend over. I want see bum.”

‘Hot? Yummy?! Holy shit! What kind of girl is this?’ thought Sarah as she slowly turned, aware of Ming’s eyes seeming to eat her flesh. As she bent over she felt her sheer panties stretch and knew they gave an excellent view of her well-rounded bottom.

“Nice ass. Now turn around and look at my body. I hot for you. You be hot for me.”

Sarah turned again and saw Ming finish removing her blouse, fully exposing the small honey colored boobs. The nipples were very erect and obviously aching for action. The green skirt fell and Sarah saw to her dismay that Ming was completely naked, her slim honey figure trembling; actually very pretty. Sarah pushed that shocking thought to the back of her mind.

Ming reached out and touched the top of Sarah’s breasts pressing on the points with the most freckles. Her cunt ached. Her tits ached. She yearned for this Yummy Mommy. She felt through the sheer bra noting the nipples starting to harden. This bitch would be good. She gave one her warmest friendly smiles to Sarah as she thought of the fun she would have before collecting her $35,000.

She ran her hands all over the freckled body pleased that the bitch, while shaking, didn’t recoil. Good, maybe getting wet too. So many freckles. She wanted to kiss every freckle.

“OK, now show me your tits. Off bra. Off panties. NOW!”

“Please! Don’t do this. You can have my money.” Sarah pleaded as she unhooked her bra and, surprising to her, slipped it off provocatively; same with the panties. As they went down she accidentally put her legs apart exposing her red-haired pussy.

Ming then ran her hands over the freckled boobs, slid them down over the tummy (maybe needs more exercise?) down over the rusty pussy hairs and caressed the trembling freckled inner thighs. No resistance!

Back up to the pussy. Hmm. Damp. She sniffed at Sarah’s warm, moist red pussy and gave a quick lick. The bitch jumped but didn’t try to get away. She gazed at the uncertain look in Sarah’s face. Such inviting green eyes. Yes! She started licking again. Yes, this white bitch’s pussy was hot! YES!!

Sarah was afraid to stop Ming’s caresses but pleaded anyway.

“Please stop. Don’t. Stop. Don’t. Please don’t. Stop. Don’t stop. Don’t. Don’t stop.” Her voice changed from frightened pleading to soft husky pleading.

“Lick me white mommy.”

Sarah slid to her knees drinking in Ming’s hot, erect, hard nipples, her slim, flat tummy, the dark, wet patch between her legs. The legs spread apart for easy access. Sarah’s hungry tongue found Ming’s wet cunt quickly and she slowly licked while trying to get the hang of it. Ming just stood and enjoyed. This Yummy Mommy was good.

She started saying over and over, “Suck me white bitch. Suck me Yummy Mommy. Lick my pussy. More, more.”

Sarah couldn’t believe she was willingly, no, eagerly lapping at Ming’s sticky cunt. Her hands had gone to Ming’s ass and were squeezing and pulling them closer to her. This Avon girl was really something! Never even thought of having a woman before. The thought had always been disgusting. But, maybe not so disgusting after all.

They both sank onto the creamy love seat. Ming on top hungrily licking at Sarah’s hot, wet mommy cunt while enjoying Sarah’s long tongue deep inside her. She pushed her cunt onto the tongue over and over. She felt her wetness get hotter and hotter. She was going to explode! As Sarah’s tongue went in and out it aimed for Ming’s hot button. Sarah even sucked at the button when she found it. It was the hottest thing she had ever done!! She kept forcing her tongue into the slim, hot pussy until she felt Ming’s shuddering and knew the girl had finally come.

Sarah relaxed thinking of how great this girl was and hoping she would return next week and the week after. Maybe she loved her??

Ming eased off Sarah and looked lovingly into her pretty green eyes. “Yummy Mommy, I like you. You real good fuck. Now we go for drive.” Thinking of $35,000 made her hot again.

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