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Sheila is used by Master Rocky & Nina on Mother’s Day

Sheila was deepthroating her son’s magic wand , & after nearly 2 years of obedience had no gag reflex. Nina , Cindy’s mom licked away , was his best asslicker & she would never stop until she was told to.

Rocky decided it was time for the next step so he withdrew his prick from Sheila’s mouth & untied his wife. She took over filming from , Denise . He told Denise to lick Sheila’s butt , which she did , Once Sheila was lubed , Rocky shoved his wang up his mom’s ass , she screamed in pain & ecstasy as his mother-inlaw continued licking his shithole. Meanwhile Denise played with her pussy as she watched the taboo spectacle rubbing her clit , she orgasmed just as Master Rocky spilled a load of jism all over the faces of his mother & mother-in-law. Denise went over & french kissed Nina & Sheila & shared the man-dessert that covered their faces .

Cindy had now stopped filming & was now ready for action . Rocky ordered her to sit on her mom’s face. Nina ate pussy like it was going out of style. She didnt care it was her daughter’s honeypie cuz she had been hypnotized long ago . It didnt take long for Cindy to reach orgasmic bliss , because Nina was a pro now at cunt licking , thanks to her years of experience.

In the meantime Rocky led Sheila like a dog on a leash to the nearest bathroom & sprayed her face with golden champagne . Happy Mother’s Day he said delightfully go wash up piss-slut & meet in the den in 1/2 hour mom . Yes dear responded Sheila smiling .

1/2 hour later

Rocky had his fist up Sheila’s cunt she was ballagged , he didnt want to hear from her he wanted to make sure that her pussy was superwet for what he planned next . Nina was tied to a chair in the other room . Rocky took out his fist from Sheila’s cunt & went to get Nina. He had Nina put on an 8inch strapon dildo & he told Sheila to get in the doggystyle position.

First he had Nina put in the fake phallus & then he followed her . Sheila was now dpd in her pussy . she couldnt scream cuz of the ballgag , but her cunt was now stretched to the limit she had nearly 19inches combined in there. Sheila orgasmed 3 times before Rocky withdrew & spilled his load all over Sheila’s face. He took the ballgag out & had Sheila clean his cock , & then Nina facefucked his mom and she had Sheila clean the fake phallas.

In the kitchen

While Rocky was dominating Sheila & Nina , Cindy was told to take care of Denise. Spreadeagled on the kitchen table young 20something Cindy was getting her pussylicked by the old married Slut Denise. On her knees , Dee licked away at the cunt, she loved young pussy and had eaten Rocky’s wife many times mostly in the submissive position like today . On her knees Dee noticed that MIstress Cindy was rubbing her clit which meant she was doing a terrific job , but still she couldnt help but wonder what Master Rocky had in mind for her after this ?

In The Bathroom

Rocky watched the gaped whore walk ,his mom had developed after the dp , as she & Nina walked ahead of him collared , led by their respective leashes . Upon arriving the bathroom , Nina was told to lick his ass , as he once again showered his mom’s face with urine, this time though , he turned around and also gave his mother-in-law the same piss shower ,as Sheila took over the ass licking duties . When he was done Rocky , told both ladies to wash up & go home to your cuckold hubbies. Jerk em off , & tell them all the nasty things i did to you today. I’ll let them watch the video with me wearing a clown mask later.

Denise & Cindy

Cindy had a few orgasms from Dee’s tongue , but now was being a good housewife & was making dinner , Rocky was sitting at the table receiving a blowjob from Dee, she was staying the weekend , he was facefucking the slut , she was gonna get a load of jism down her throat before he ate. Later on he planned to watch his wife Cindy & Dee 69 in the den.

Sheila’s Home

Jerking Bernards small penis , Sheila told her husband how Rocky & Nina had used her that day, how he had fucked her face , while wearing a clown mask, how he had peed all over her face , & mostly & for the 1st time ever , her pussy had been filled by Rocky’s monster dong & a dildo at the same time . She described the day to her cuckold hubby & he came in 5minutes flat. He was such a wimp thought Sheila , no wonder she only fucked Bernard when Master Rocky said it was okay. Her master always turned her on

what’S NEXT FOR CHAPTER 16 ANY IDEAS

Her name was Noelle and she was lost in guilt and pleasure as her lover licked her clitoris, sending her hips upward in pleasure and her heart downward. The small gold ring of her triangle piercing wiggled up and down as the girl between Noelle’s legs licked her clit with earnest. Noelle’s hands caressed her breasts, tweaking each nipple that was pierced and set with a flaming sun nipple shield. She looked down past the small landing strip she maintained – bald pussy was sexy, but some hair made it look like a woman’s pussy.

The girl in between Noelle’s legs had a name – her email name said Buttercup Florin but Noelle knew it was fake – as fake as her own Leigh Christmas alias. Buttercup was short, petite and Mexicana – lush body, soft dark skin with sexy breasts and a round, curvy ass, a complete contrast to Noelle’s pale skin, flaming red hair and long, tall body. Noelle had no idea who she really was – it was something to put into gmail to make sure that no one knew it was her. No one would be the wiser about Noelle’s dalliances – the likes of which she could never let go of, even after ten years of marriage. It was her sexy, dirty secret that she liked to fuck girls. She would even love some of them, but they never lasted. It didn’t have to at the moment. Buttercup smelled like a cheap whore and fucked like an experienced one and Noelle liked the tawdriness of it all.

Buttercup worked a finger inside Noelle and found her G-spot, tingling and swollen in her vaginal canal. Noelle moaned and fisted hair in her hands, her wedding ring emeralds twinkling like Buttercup’s green eyes. After a long moment, Noelle groaned through a long, well-stimulated orgasm, a deep, groaning release that only a girl could draw from her.

Buttercup came up, her chin and lips slicked with Noelle’s pleasure. They kissed and rubbed, Noelle relishing the smooth, lush skin and plump breasts. Buttercup sucked hard on Noelle’s neck for a moment, teasing like she would mark Noelle. Noelle eased her back, though before she could, and leaned forward. Buttercup’s nipples went into Noelle’s mouth, suckling and tickling as she lavished sapphic lust on Buttercup’s dusky skin.

Noelle kissed her way down, nipping at the sensitive skin over each hip, and kissing the sensitive inner skin of Buttercup’s inner thigh. She was completely smooth, Brazilian waxed and baby-soft skin. Noelle relished the taste of Buttercup’s fluids as she began to pleasure Buttercup, each kiss, nibble, and lick exploring and stimulating Buttercup’s pleasure as she moaned and groaned.

Noelle’s eye caught the cheap neutral bedspread pattern – the same as a dozen other no-tell motel spreads that she’d seen over the years. She felt a pang of guilt again, but subsumed it as wet pussy ground against her face and lips – she loved the scent of well-aroused pussy. God, she thought as she slipped a hand between her own legs and began playing her own stiff little clit, how did she think she could even go without being a woman again?

She lost herself in her pleasure and Buttercup’s hot body, not thinking about her life outside of this little cocoon of this little motel room and the anonymous hot body under her. Noelle felt Buttercup’s body tensing as she began to buck furiously and Noelle rubbed herself to her own wet climax. Noelle felt her pleasure explode as Buttercup’s hips flew upward, and held there as she groaned out a final orgasm, her hips frozen for a moment until she pistoned back and forth.

Noelle slid upwards, basking in the slickness, the smooth skin, the rightness of her pleasure with another woman. After a few minutes of kissing, Buttercup sat up, sighing with satisfaction.

“Wow that was great!”
Noelle stretched, ignoring a germ of regret, even with such a sexy woman. “Yeah, that was nice. I haven’t cum like that in a long time.”
“So, you wanna do it again sometime?”
Noelle blinked at that. “What?”
“That was really good. It’s hard to find someone you click with, right? Well, that was the best sex I have ever had and I definitely want to do it again.” Noelle wasn’t sure. Buttercup was bubbly and happy, unlike Noelle’s more reserved normal demeanor.
Noelle looked at Buttercup. “I don’t know. I don’t even know your real name.”
Buttercup looked at Noelle and picked up her hand. “Yesenia.”
Noelle smiled and squeezed. “Noelle.”
The two smiled at each other. “Your screen name makes sense.” said Yesenia. “You looked like Christmas morning after we were done.”
“I figured yours out, too. The Princess Bride is one of my favorite movies.”
The two shared a laugh, and leaned in for a deep, wet kiss. After a moment, Yesenia broke the kiss and picked up her travel kit of toiletries. Noelle followed her into the bathroom, and they shared a warm shower and a hot makeout session in the warm spray.

They dressed quickly. Noelle smiled at Yesenia’s tight clothing, almost-clubwear halter top and spangled skinny jeans. Paired with a set of gold come-fuck-me heels, Yesenia was a headturner. Her curly hair fell nearly to her waist and her skin and eyes were rich, lush brown. Noelle’s own clothes were casually sexy – a drapey handkerchief blouse over a pair of slim-leg jeans with flats. Her own rich red hair fell casually to just below her shoulders, and her creamy white skin was still firm and taut despite having crossed the upper half of her thirties.

The two made a tentative date for coffee and clothing-only date, and left the cheap motel. Noelle had paid cash, and tipped an extra $20 to make sure that the clerk didn’t check her ID. Yesenia left with a bounce in her sexy strut, and Noelle with a smooth gait to her car. She slowed until she saw Yesenia’s car, an old Hyundai Sonata, turn left as it left the parking lot. With that, Noelle finished walking to her car. When she got into her Chrysler Pacifica, she looked in the back at the trappings of her life with her husband. Two kids’ worth of stuff laying all over the place, and his stuff – a Brazilian instrument called a berimbau, and a pair of capoeira uniform pants, complete with school logo emblazoned on the left hip crease.

She drove home, to a small house in the suburbs of town. It was an older house. She stepped in to a house in bright, warm colors and Spanish tiles. Each part of this house bore her own stamp – her caring husband had let her put her stamp on everything. The tiles that decorated the landing on the stair as it went upstairs. The warm Brazilian koa that lined the downstairs. His stereo and home theater dominated the living room, but her furniture decorated the living room, her colors on the wall.

She stopped and looked around. The years of working together, laughing together, and moments of tender passion in this house overwhelmed Noelle. She wondered if the hot passion she shared with Yesenia could ever be worth losing all of this, the years of happiness. It wasn’t the hot passion of stolen sex and pleasure, but the banked warmth of a hearth fire tended daily for years.

She was alone in the house – the kids were at their grandparents’ house. Her husband was at work in the studio tending to the business aspect of their life. Their combination of dance, martial arts, and yoga drew people in from all over. The Academy of Cultural Arts was the culmination of their skills, desires, and talents and was a thriving facility that brought people in balance through physical activity and spiritual creativity.

Noelle put her purse down and sat down on the couch. Her own pleasure throbbed, but the pleasant tingle of good sex rapidly became an albatross around her neck, dragging her down in a miasma of guilt and self-doubt.

Noelle put her face in her hands and sobbed for the quiet desperation she felt in the middle of suburbia, for her near-perfect life and her secret actions that could blow it up, and for the sinking feeling that she was doomed to blow her life apart even if she managed to keep her indiscretions quiet.

It was the day after Thanksgiving, Black Friday.

Miguel enjoyed his life. He was a capoeira instructor, 12 years of hard training and sweat that brought him here. He loved Noelle, their kids, and the studio that was their vision and livelihood. It wasn’t many that could do what they loved and make a living at it. He came in early, as was his habit. He stretched, working on his flexibility and tone. He was in his late thirties, physically past his prime but muscled, lithe, and well-developed. His usual clothes were casual to the point of bumhood, a colored tank top and shorts. In deference to the chill of the fall, he was wearing long, workout pants instead of his usual shorts, black with a vicious yellow diagonal slash, and a black tank-top. His hair was long and lush – his own rebellion against the world. Generally he kept it braided and back, but today it was in a simple ponytail. He’d brought the motorcycle in today, as Noelle was out since early morning doing Black Friday shopping. He smiled as he thought about his hot, sexy wife.

He was finishing the last of the paperwork when Noelle walked in. She was a wet dream in the flesh – her clothes emphasized her dancer’s lithe, strong body. Dressed in a off-the-shoulder peasant blouse and a broomstick skirt with a set of black come-fuck-me heels, she was bohemian and drop dead sexy. She smiled at him, full of warmth in her eyes and something else. Miguel filed it away, his customary smile in place. He was a smiling kind of guy in general. Good capoeiristas smiled no matter what – a good smile was a terrible weapon to have.

“What’s up, baby?”
“Mmm. Nothing much.” Noelle smiled. “It’s lonely at home.”
“I thought you were doing some Black Friday shopping.”
“I did, but there was nothing that we needed or wanted.” Noelle sat down on the side of his desk, showing her long, sexy legs.

Miguel knew that she liked to flirt with people, and Noelle knew that Miguel liked to be pursued. He was a sexy man, all dark skin, tight strong musculature and long hair that spoke to a dangerous side of him. He never had a problem with female attention, although he confessed more than once that it got him off to be pursued like a sex object.

Noelle kicked her flats off, wiggling her toes. She knew that Miguel liked her feet, found them sexy. It was no secret that he loved parts of her she didn’t know how to deal with, although she tolerated his various attractions to her various body parts. At this point, she wanted to distract him. She couldn’t seem to get rid of the blush of incredible sex that she’d had with Yesenia, and she needed to feel her husband’s cock in her to get rid of the guilty feeling she had.

It worked. Miguel’s eyes quit looking so intelligently at her, the desire she knew was always lurking in him coming forth already. She already knew what was on his mind, had set it up from her choice in clothes to what was underneath. She had already drawn the shades, shut the front doors and activated the door chime. Miguel went nuts when it was activated, the door chiming every time someone came in or out, but Noelle liked having it on for moments like this.

Reaching over, she took one his big, strong hands and set it on her hip, letting him draw her around the rounded corner of the desk to where she could straddle him. Miguel lifted one of her legs over him, so he was square in between her legs. He slid his hands up her skirt along her legs, to her naked hips. She was panty-less, too. He stood up, revealing the tent in his black workout pants. Noelle reached down and stroked it through the synthetic material as Miguel ran his hands over her naked shoulders and kissed her, deep and thoroughly, sending shivers and electric tingles through the two of them.

Breaking the kiss, Noelle lifted her blouse, revealing her braless breasts, magnificent and swaying. The nipple shields glinted like magic as she cast it to one side. She pushed Miguel back into his seat as she shimmied out of her skirt, revealing herself naked and glorious. The cool air of the studio made her nipples pop out, and Noelle had even dusted herself with some body glitter. Miguel could smell her arousal and a faint note of perfume, although Noelle also smelled of her pomegranate-and-cherry-blossom body wash.

Noelle straddled Miguel in his armless chair and kissed him again. Miguel enveloped her in his strong arms. Noelle could feel the faint ridges on his muscled arms as his tattoos rubbed against her soft skin. His tattoos were vibrant and primal, like him. In his arms, enjoying the sheer power of his maleness as he picked her up, Noelle could only respond with arousal and desire. Noelle had let him have her in various rooms of the academy over the years, from the mirrored main floor to the padded yoga room to the desks of their offices. In this moment, she was ready to have his cock wherever they ended up.

Miguel kissed and nibbled on her long neck and shoulders, loving her scent and the new perfume mixing. She was so intoxicating, all slender muscle and grace and sexy pale skin against his darker, muscled body. She pushed him back gently, dropping to her knees and pulling the drawstring of his workout pants. with a lift of his hips, Noelle slid the pants and his athletic trunks down, revealing his swelling cock, veined and throbbing. It was that perfect length, long enough to touch the back of her passage, wide enough to make her feel every inch. She looked up at him, where her body glitter had come off onto his black tank top, the muscled abs, the erect cock pointing at her. His apadravya glittered in the light, a vertical bar through his cockhead. She knew that it only made him feel better inside her, and wasn’t a lot of extra metal in her mouth. He shucked his own top in a moment, and watched as she slid his swollen member on her lips, kissing and nibbling on the length before taking it in.

Sliding him into her mouth, Noelle had a flash to Yesenia’s smooth, silken skin. Her smoothness and graceful limbs. How different it was to this rush of hard power that she felt as she suckled on her husband. He never expected anything other than what she wanted to give, and take from him. In this, though, she loved to please him, feeling his maleness enveloped by her femininity. The metal nubs of his piercing rubbed the roof of her mouth and her tongue. She kept her teeth away as she lavished her tongue along his shaft, feeling her lips sliding along the veined surface. It was a deep contentment that settled into her, different that the stolen thrill of her female lover. She loved this man, and his body. She loved his cock with her mouth and tongue, feeling the precum spilling and loving the male taste of her husband.

This time, though, she wanted to taste him, his alkaline fluids in her mouth. She didn’t swallow often, the strongly alkali taste of his semen made her ill sometimes, so she pleasured him until he spilled on her face, her breasts, her ass. Today, though, she needed to swallow him. Noelle rubbed her clit, feeling its hard length and heat as she slid him in and out of her mouth, her tongue swirling as he gasped, pulling her hair the way she liked it. It was practiced pleasure, the way she sucked him. She knew how to draw his seed in ways he liked best, as he pleasured her the way she liked.

He arched back, his body tight and ready to explode as she jacked him and left her lips around the head of his dick. With a gasp and a plea to heaven, Miguel erupted into her mouth, each spurt a mouthful that she swallowed before the next overflowed out of her.

As he came down from his pleasure’s pinnacle, Noelle marveled how his penis was still erect, even after such a powerful explosion. She knew what came next, though. He would taste her, hen fill her with his hot sex. She lay back, feeling the warm salty taste of his semen like thick sake in her mouth.

In a moment, he lifted her to the desk and spread her legs. he dove down, tasting the wetness of her arousal and the clean flesh of her body. He licked, nibbled, and sucked on her labia and clitoris with abandon. the wet sounds of Miguel’s mouth pleasuring her quickly were drowned out by the rising pleasure Miguel gave Noelle. She moaned and giggled as he played with her Christina, tugging on it with his lips as he tongued her pussy opening, and then suckling her clit gently, his tongue finding that magic spot on her upper left of the clit. It wasn’t long before she moaned for a finger inside her, and he slid it into her, caressing her g-spot as she wiggled in pleasure. Her orgasm shot like a blast from a shotgun, exploding from her clit and racing around her body as she shuddered, leaving her husband damp with her fluids

Noelle’s lust was like a storm was trapped in her skin, roiling and rumbling with power, a familiar arousal that was comfortable and well-known to her. She knew the way Miguel fit into her, and she loved the way he felt inside her. With a knowing come-hither smile, she rolled onto his antique wooden desk. The few bits of paperwork Miguel had been working on were in his inbox. Other than that, his desk was clear except for his blotter. Miguel set the tray off to one side, next to a file cabinet. He returned, still upright and throbbing, as Noelle lay back on his desk idly stroking her clit and whimpering with lust. The old wood top was rubbed satin-smooth and the edges were long since rounded with use and time.

Miguel got between her legs, and she reached down. She knew he liked it when she guided him to her depths, and she felt his cock twitching as she grasped it with her cool hand. It was hot, primally alive as his rigid length slid into her moist canal. She moaned as he stretched there out just so, that perfect length that just plain worked for her.

Sliding his length in and out of his wife, Miguel loved feeling Noelle’s pussy gripping him with lust and passion. She was so wet as she wriggled on the wood, loving the sensation of her husband’s hot loverod pushing into her. He began thrusting as he murmured in pleasure. Noelle lost herself in the power of her husband’s thrusts, her head lolling in pleasure as she babbled senseless things. This powerful connection was what she longed for, this passionate spark as Miguel pushed and pulled himself in and out of her.

Watching her breasts move, Miguel leaned forward as he buried himself in Noelle over and over, squeezing the globes of flesh. Her nipples tightened and rose, which he nibbled and bit as she moaned and wiggled about. He could feel Noelle’s wetness dripping down her crotch onto the wooden desktop. He loved that she got so wet for him. With each thrust, he squeezed her breasts, feeling her passion rising with each stroke and grip.

Time melted into a formless eternity as the two coupled, each movement bringing each other pleasure. With a tingle that started somewhere in his nuts and migrating up his spine, Miguel felt the last of his control slipping as his hips began thundering forward, plunging relentlessly into Noelle as she moaned his name and entwined her fingers in his long locks. She rose up, using his shoulders for leverage as he began groaning and growling in pleasure. She knew the one thing that would bypass his last reserves and send him into orgasm, spilling himself into her.

Leaning forward, she lipped his nipple for a moment, then sank her teeth into the salty, damp skin. She loved watching his response when she did this.

Her trick worked – Miguel’s eyes snapped wide, and his eyes dilated to their widest point, like a pair of black holes sucking in the sight of Noelle’s slicked, pumped body flush with pleasure. He arched, a heavy groan slipping from clenched teeth as he spasmed. Noelle’s pleasure flashed into orgasm once more as Miguel pumped his hot seed into her depths, his body slamming into her over and over as he pulsed and shivered. With a final thrust that finished his orgasm, Miguel melted into the quivering form of Noelle, and they held each other as their hearts quieted down.

For Miguel, the chill of his sweat cooling on him drove him up. Noelle was languishing in the pleasure of knowing she and her mate were satisfied. She stretched and got up, enjoying the cool air on her naked skin.

“That was amazing.”
“Mmmm… yes it was.”
Noelle stretched, like a cat awakening from a nap. “I could live with you doing that to me all the time.”
“I thought I did that every time.”
“You do, baby.” Noelle smiled. The complete giving of herself to Miguel had erased the guilt inside her. “Every time.”
“Good.” Miguel gathered his clothing and bundled them together. “I’m gonna hit the shower and get cleaned up.”
Noelle ran a hand down her body, feeling their combined sweat on her skin and the seeping fluid of his cum starting to come out of her. “I do, too. Someone left me all sticky.”
“Wanna come shower with me?” asked Miguel
“What if someone comes in?”
“It’s not like we don’t own the place, babe.”
Noelle shrugged, then smiled. He was right. It was their place.
“Let’s do that.”
Miguel smiled, and held a hand out. Noelle got up and smiled at her husband. All was right again in her world.
The showers were not divided, a series of showerheads at intervals in a huge room. Noelle and Miguel lathered each other up, rinsed, kissed, and enjoyed each other’s bodies as they cleaned up. With a pair of fluffy towels to wrap up in, they dried each other off and dressed again. Noelle had stashed a flimsy bra and a small thong in her purse, and slid them on. The day was passing into the afternoon, and the dedicated health nuts would be along about this time. Miguel taught the daily early yoga classes and his four-times-weekly capoeira class. Noelle still taught math at the nearby high school, so she would come in and teach her bellydance classes in the afternoon after work, her beginner’s classes and drills classes full of young women moving their hips.

The kids came here and did their work while Miguel taught the after-work yoga. At ten and fourteen, Bodhi and Valentino were both bright kids who did their homework well, both well-behaved and well-mannered children. Bodhi took dance with her mother, a darling at ten years of age who could dance circles around some of the older women. Valentino took after his dad, training capoeira and loving the athletic,acrobatic moves of the martial art.

Miguel barely had time to eat a quick power bar and down a bottle of water before the first of the stay-at-home moms began to filter in. Noelle decided to stay and take the yoga class – Miguel’s vinyasa flow yoga was great for centering and focusing on things again.

She went to her office and pulled out of her stash of workout clothes a comfortable stretchy bottom, and a spaghetti strap top. she grabbed her mat and took a spot near the back. Miguel often said he felt weird when she was in front, so she kept out of his direct view so that he could focus on his class.

She went through the class, working on flowing from pose to pose and breathing as she moved. She moved and sweated as Miguel worked. She could feel the energy of the room, could taste some of the women’s quiet desperation as they worked and tried to recenter themselves, while others needed to reconnect to a living being in some way besides work and home. With that, Noelle could feel her own satiated sexuality vibrating in the group mix as she worked.

After an hour, the class ended. Miguel rolled his mat up and wiped off the light sweat he’d developed. Noelle knew that she was drenched again, and some of the stretches let her catch a whiff of her crotch, rich with the scent of sex and her husband’s semen. She’d slipped off to shower again, and dressed quickly into her peasant blouse and broomstick skirt. she had left her heels in her office, so she padded about barefoot, enjoying the feeling of being free and happy in her own skin again.

The other classes went quickly, and a surprise visit from Miguel’s folks took the kids home with them for some relaxation and fun watching cable television.. Noelle enjoyed the time, her own dance class was fun and uplifting, and as she finished, she watched her husband as he worked his capoeira class hard, leaving them sweaty and smiling as they filed out a half-hour later. He was still drilling with a few students, feints and sweeps in his catlike, powerful motions. Noelle could feel desire working up again as he moved, demonstrating techniques to his students.

Finally, he dismissed his last students and gathered up the scattered gear. Tomorrow morning he would come in, mop down the rooms and make sure everything was disinfected. It was his daily practice. He locked up and grabbed a towel. He was wet and dripping with sweat. As he walked into the shower, he heard the splash of a showerhead running. He sighed – some folks were just uncaring of other people’s stuff.

He stripped down, leaving his sweaty stuff in a pile. He would use the hot water running and then call it a night. He turned the corner to find his nude wife there, standing in the spray. Her skin was wet and slick, glistening with water.

They stayed in the spray until it got cold, then went home.

In bed, the two curled up, queuing up a Netflix movie as they cuddled. Noelle smiled, happy at the end of the day.

“So who put that mark on your neck?”
With that, Noelle’s stomach fell into a freezing pool of nitrogen. she looked back at her husband, casually nude and comfortable.
“What mark?”
“The hickey on your neck.”
“I don’t have a hickey on my neck.”
“Go look in the mirror.”
Noelle got up and walked into their master bathroom. The slate was a chill on her bare feet and she flicked a light on. she looked at her neck, and saw the faint suck mark Yesenia had left on her neck.

Noelle was lost. She probed it, not feeling the soreness or the strange pleasure/pain of the hickey. Miguel came in behind her and looked at her in the mirror, his arms around her and his sex, flaccid but warm, snuggled in the crack of her ass. His hair was a black mass of silk around her shoulders and his.

“Who have you been sleeping with?” Miguel asked quietly.
Noelle stood speechless.
“I know you’re sleeping with a girl, Noelle.”
“What?”
“I could smell her perfume on you when we made love that first time today.”
Noelle’s face fell. She could deny it, but it would only delay the inevitable.

“Her name is Yesenia. I met her through Craigslist.”
Miguel’s eyes cooled off. He smiled faintly, although she knew that was the smile that hid all sorts of other things under it.
“So you are cheating on me.” Miguel took a step back, letting go of Noelle. “Or should I count my stars that you are just fucking girls?”
Tears began welling up in Noelle’s eyes. She knew by the yawning chasm of pain she was feeling that she had dealt her husband a terrible wound. His eyes glittered with unshed tears but his face didn’t let anything out about his emotional state.

“What do you want me to say?” asked Noelle quietly.
“The truth. I’ve had a suspicion for a while, but I want to you be honest and tell me about who and why you’re cheating.”

Noelle took a deep breath. “I’ve been with nineteen women in the last four years.”

Miguel thought he could handle hearing a number, but the number was high enough to make him look askance at her.

“Nineteen?”
“Yes. Most were just one-time things, a couple were longer than than. The longest was almost a year.”
Miguel looked at her. “Does it make you happy?”
“Baby, you make me happy.”
“If I did, you wouldn’t be sleeping with other women.”
Noelle was crying completely. “What do you want?” she screamed. “It’s not like I woke up one day and decided that I liked women and not you.”
“I know you like me. I’m wondering when I quit being enough.”
Noelle hissed her displeasure. “You act like your cock is all I want.”
“You’d told me you’d experimented in college, but that you were done.”
“I was wrong, ok?” Noelle hollered. “I thought I was done. Then one night I was out with Jenn and we were drinking wine. Remember when she and Dan broke up?”
“Yeah, I remember?”
“That night I came in all drunk, we’d ended up having sex.”
“So you’re fucking Jenn, too?”
“God, quit being such an asshole!” Noelle left the bathroom, and Miguel followed her. She pulled on a pair of pajamas, no longer comfortable naked. Miguel pulled on a set of basketball shorts over his nudity and sat down on the side of the bed.

“I’m not being an asshole. You’re the one screwing around. Did you expect me to be at my best?”
“Whatever, Miguel.”
“So, finish.”
Noelle took a deep breath, settling down and trying to come to terms with being busted. “So I held you all that night and I thought that was the end of it. Jenn and I talked and decided that it was a one-time thing and would never happen again. Well, we did a few more times, then we stopped. She was newly single and wanted to try some boys.”

“A few months went by and I started wanting to do it again.” Noelle’s eyes unfocused as she dug through her memories. “I missed the smooth skin, the soft way a girl makes love to another girl. I couldn’t leave it alone. I wanted a girl in bed, touching me and to be able to touch her.” Her tears began flowing as she talked.

Noelle got up, grabbed a box of tissues, and blew her nose. “I started trolling Craigslist. I told myself it was just to have to masturbate to, but I started answering ads. A few were scary, so I let it go. I stayed for some, if they were pretty. Soon I knew what to look for, what I wanted.

Swiping at her tears, Noelle kept going. “I would answer a girl and if it worked out I would go to work early and stop off, or tell you I was working late and stop off with a girl and fuck her.”

Miguel was stonily silent. His anger and fury was palpable, a silent storm behind his eyes.

“What do you want me to do, Noelle?”
“What do you mean?”
“I love you, and I think you love me. But I won’t keep you if you don’t want to be here.” Miguel looked at her. “I don’t like the idea of sharing you with a faceless person I don’t know.”
Noelle looked at him. “You want me to bring a girl to our bed?”
“I would rather share a lover with you than share you with someone else.”
“God, you’re such a guy!” Noelle threw a pillow at him. “You just want to fuck someone else, too!”
“No, I know to keep my pants on with people I want to sleep with.”
“Fuck you!” Noelle seethed. “I don’t want you to sleep with anyone else?”
“And I don’t want you to sleep with other people, either!”
“Well, I can’t help what I want.”
“Then go and get it.” Miguel got up. “You can stay here, with the kids. I’ll stay at the studio. The business stays as is, the kids stay here and we visit.” Miguel dragged a shirt on, threw a pile of workout clothes, uniform pants, and underwear into a duffel bag he kept in his closet. “I’m gone. I can’t think straight right now, and I can’t share a bed with you at the moment.”

Noelle didn’t say a word as Miguel got up and left. She heard the roar of his bike as he left, and fell into a pile on the bed, crying. She cried and cried until she was out of tears and sick to her stomach. She texted Jenn, her former lover and still-best friend. She stumbled downstairs as Jenn knocked, and over wine she spilled all her indiscretions. Jenn listened, nodded, and took Noelle into her arms. Their lips met, and Noelle’s pain was soothed with the silky body and caresses of her best friend.

They eventually moved upstairs, where they pleasured each other in bed and eventually fell asleep, curled up with each other.
A few weeks went by. Noelle returned to work and Miguel took care of the business and its upkeep. She could tell Miguel had been by – laundry got done and there was dinner made, just like he was there. Jenn came over and occasionally slept over. Her body soothed the pain, but not the lost feeling Noelle felt without Niguel. The kids picked up that Daddy wasn’t there anymore, but he still picked them up and got their homework done and trained. It was just that Daddy wasn’t home and they were still feeling things out. After a few days, Noelle finally kicked Jenn out of her bed after the first week – Jenn was nice, but Noelle needed Miguel, too. The confusion drove her crazy, and while she did her job, it was obvious that Noelle was not at the top of her game at her job. She was thankful that the Christmas holiday was coming soon.

The Friday Winter Break started, Noelle dropped a text to Miguel.

:I miss you.: It took a while for the text to come back
:I miss you too:
:I wish this had never happened:
:Its here now. What do you want?:
:To talk. I don’t have a class tonight and neither do you. Let’s talk:
:Nothing to say that I haven’t said already. I’m hurt already:
:I’d rather have a woman in our bed together than not have you:
:I just miss you: Another text from Miguel flashed in before Noelle could respond.
:I love you;
Noelle smiled at that.
:I love you too:
I’ll ask Mom and Dad to handle the kids. Meet me at Pei Wei tonight at 7:

Noelle smiled and agreed, then put her phone away as her 6th period class filed in. She was starting to feel better about her life, now.

The time dragged so slow. She ran home, changed into a sweater dress and a small bolero jacket. She put her black heels on and got ready a full hour ahead of time. She decided to split and get there early – the little Asian bistro got full quick, and they would need a table so they didn’t have to wait.

Miguel drifted in about a half-hour early as well. He wore jeans she liked on him, dark demin with silver studding on them. His shirt was a rich blue-and-red Redemption shirt. He looked more in shape than before, although she suspected he was working out his frustration in iron and capoeira. He saw her and she caught a flash of eyes brightening before he shut down and gave his usual bland capoeira smile. He had a sheaf of papers that looked like legal paperwork, but Noelle clung to her hope stubbornly. She needed him, and she would get what she wanted, one last time.

Miguel sat down, putting the paperwork on the bench beside him. He slipped his acrylic disk into the stand by the disposable chopsticks and smiled tightly again. His smile didn’t make it to his eyes.

“Hi, baby.”
“Hi, baby.”
“I’m here. I figured you hadn’t ordered yet, so I ordered for both of us.”
They sipped on their teas and made quiet small talk.
The food arrived, and they dug in. Her lettuce and chicken wraps were tasty, and his pad Thai was rich and aromatic. They ate, neither with much enthusiasm.

“So, what did you want to talk about?’
“Us.”
“Is there an us?”
“I’d like there to be an us.” Noelle was quiet.
“I know Jenn has been by.” Miguel left it at that. He knew Jenn’s scent very well. It had been on the bed the few times he’d been by to handle the laundry and stuff.
“I kicked her out.”
“No more girls, then?”
Noelle looked up. “I would rather share a lover with you than not have you in my life at all.”
Miguel looked at her. “I really don’t want another lover. I want you. I would rather share a girl between us than not have you, either.”
Noelle looked at him. “so you get two girls in bed, then.”
“And you get a girl that you want and me. And I get you, too. It’s a workable compromise.”
“So, what’s the paperwork?”
“Divorce papers.”
“What?”
“Divorce papers. In case you wanted to leave.”
“Why would you do that?”
“I love you. It’s not right to expect you to stay when you want to go.”

Noelle started to tear up, and used her napkin to dab it away. “Silly man.” She muttered under her breath.
Miguel shrugged and managed a weak smile. “For the most part of this, I have had little control over what’s going on. This way, at least I got a say in something, even if it was the end.”
“I was trying to make it easy on you, even if I was ripping my own heart out first.”
Noelle laughed at that, a surprised bark that made Miguel smile.
“You do love me, don’t you?”
“I do love you.”
“And I love you too.”
“So since you propose to share your lovers with me, how do we do it?”
“Well, you and I get to be alone together.” Started Noelle.
“I don’t want you with her alone.”
“And you don’t get to poke her if and when you two are alone.”
Miguel tilted his head. “Deal.”
Noelle smiled. “So, have you been getting any on the side?”
Miguel smiled, twinkling his eyes. “I’m not saying I was alone crying my heart out, or if I had company.”
Noelle looked at him. “I confessed all my indiscretions.”
Miguel looked back steadily. “We weren’t together for a few weeks.”
Noelle started to respond, than realized she knew the answer.
“You didn’t, did you?”
Miguel smiled, a real smile that reached his ears. “No.”
Noelle reached out and hugged Miguel across the table. “Wanna try?”
Miguel leaned over and kissed Noelle. “With who?”
“Jenn, silly. Why have strangers when you can have friends.”
Miguel smiled, and waved to the waiter. When he came over, he said, “Box this up, please. We have to go.”
Noelle smiled as they headed for home, dropping a text to Jenn. She knew this was the best gift, the most painful gift to give your partner, but Miguel loved her enough to have given it. Noelle cherished her husband for it, and would show him exactly how much this meant to him tonight.

She smiled as she heard him pull in behind her. It was good to be home.

The futa cop dispenses justice to a Black woman and a pair of cherub-faced twins!

And then I received a text message from the futa-fairy. She called herself B, which was short from some ridiculous name that sounded like you had a mouthful of cotton when you said it. I fell asleep on the job, dreamed myself into an icy version of reality, and was fucked by the futa-fairy herself.

I made a deal with her. She gave me a cock for a favor at a later date.

That part had me worried. I was a cop. What if she coerced me into doing something illegal? Well, more illegal than having sex in public and fucking the woman I had pulled over for speeding. But the wish covered that, making people not care what I did with my futa-cock.

Which was why I stroked my girl-dick without a care, watching traffic going by, my radar gun held in my left hand, tagging motorist, looking for my next speeder to pull over, another woman that needed to learn her place.

My pussy itched as I squirmed and stroked my dick. It was hot having both. I shifted my hips, wanting to touch my cunt but not wanting to let go of my futa-cock. I rubbed my thumb over the spongy crown, shuddering at the rush of delight through my body.

Yes, I loved being a futa-cop.

I had always wanted to dominate the mouthy, bitchy women I had to deal with on traffic stops. Men were easier. They usually just went along with it, not complaining. But the women… They saw a female cop and thought they could run their mouths or claim some sort of uniting sisterhood to get out of it. They would whine and plead and complain, trying to wheedle out of their tickets.

No longer.

A red car speed past. The radar gun beeped. 72 MPH.

I grinned, twelve over the speed limit. I tossed my radar gun down on the passenger seat, flicked on the lights and sirens, and pulled out into traffic. My car engine roared while my dick throbbed, resting on the steering wheel. Precum leaked from the tip, my pussy clenching, growing hotter and hotter as I accelerated.

Cars pulled out of my way, my eyes locked on the red car ahead. Excitement beat through me. It pounded through my veins as I went faster and faster. I maneuvered up on the red car’s ass, slowing down.

A head moved, glancing behind her. I knew it was a her because it said “Ebony Goddess” on a bumper sticker. Her turn signal came on because of course now she had to obey all the rules. Now that she was caught.

Bitch.

She maneuvered over onto the shoulder. I stayed on her ass the entire way there. The moment she stopped, I typed her license plate into my computer while radioing to dispatch I had pulled her over. Nothing suspicious came back on the license plate. It was registered to a Georgia Curtis.

I climbed out, my dick bobbing before me. I didn’t care. The whole world could see my girl-dick. Cars streamed by and none of them would care that I had a huge dick. I was Officer Cindy Matheson, the futa-cop, and I could do what I wanted on my traffic stops.

I reached her driver door, the window rolling down just a crack. I peered in at a young, Black woman, her hair a complex weave spilling about her shoulders. Her face was round, features cute, lips pouty. She had coffee-brown skin, such a lovely shade, wearing a baby-doll t-shirt and a tight pair of jeans.

I wish I could see her cameltoe, but the angle was bad.

“You just pullin’ me over cause I’m Black,” she said right away.

“And because you were doing 72 in a 60,” I answered.

“Nuh-uh, this is racial profilin’, bitch,” she said. “That’s why you pulled me over. Fuckin’ White cops thinkin’ they can…” Her eyes widened when she finally noticed my huge, ivory shaft thrusting out of my blue pants. “Holy fuckin’ Methuselah. What the hell. You got a cock! Why is that out, you fuckin’ tranny pervert?”

“Out of the car, right now,” I barked even as I grinned. Oh, she would be so much fun. “I’m going to teach you respect for the cops! I don’t care what the color of your skin is.”

She shook her head. “No way. You got that big, freaky cock out.”

“Don’t lie. It makes you so wet,” I grinned. I grabbed her door handle, pulling on it. Her door opened. “Doesn’t it?”

“Nope,” she said, shaking her head, her eyes locked on my dick. “I don’t want nothin’ to do with no tranny cop.”

“Futa-cop,” I growled, seizing her thick, woolly hair, and hauled her out.

“Hey! Watch my do, bitch!”

“Bitch?” I growled, yanking her out of the car and onto the shoulder of the highway. Traffic slowed down as they passed. “You want me to act like a I’m a bitch? Because I will, you fucking cunt.”

“You can’t talk to me like that!” she hissed as I hauled her by the hair to the back of her car. I threw her down over it, ass pointed at me. “What the fuck is wrong with you? You fuckin’ crazy!”

I pinned her down to the trunk of her car with my left hand, my right squeezing her ass while I rubbed my hard, throbbing futa-dick into the denim cladding the bubbly rear. I shuddered, rubbing up and down her ass, loving how it felt, how hot she was.

She wiggled and squirmed, which only made it feel better. I glanced at the traffic zooming by, loving that I could do this in public. That the dash cam on my cruiser was capturing every moment of this, memorializing it for posterity.

I loved my wish.

“What are you doing?” she groaned as I humped her and groped her ass. “Bitch, stop that.”

“Why?” I asked, my hand rubbing at the crotch of her jeans. I could feel her warmth bleeding through the denim. “You’re so wet right now. Aren’t you? You’re getting off on the White futa-cop dominating you. You want to be my little slut, don’t you? My submissive whore. That’s why you’re acting out like this. You want me to show you how strong I am.”

I rubbed at her cunt through her jeans, making her moan and shudder.

“Do you feel how strong I am, cunt?”

“Yes, ma’am,” she groaned.

“Officer Cindy,” I told her. “That’s how you address me.” I could feel juices bleeding through. She was so excited now. “I bet you want me to fuck you with my big, White girl-dick, don’t you? Just ram it into your Black pussy?”

“Yes, Officer Cindy,” she groaned. “I…I’m sorry for being a bitch. I don’t know… What is going on? Why is this turning me on?”

“Because you want to be my submissive. You want to scream out Officer Cindy, don’t you, Georgia?”

“Yes,” she gasped.

“Good,” I purred.

I reached beneath her, fumbling at the front of the thin, red leather belt that snugged her jeans tight. It whisked as I pulled it through her belt loops, yanking it off of her. I loved how smooth it felt in my hand.

Then I unsnapped her jeans, yanking them down. She wore a red thong beneath, the strip of cloth buried between her lush, brown butt-cheeks. She had such a gorgeous ass. My dick ached as I rubbed my pale shaft across it.

Then I ripped off her thong with a hard jerk. The flimsy cloth tore. I brought it to my nose, inhaling her tart musk. She wiggled as I stepped back, savoring her pussy’s scent while staring at her shaved, dripping vulva. Pink peeked out of her dark lips, so lush and inviting.

“Fuck me,” Georgia moaned, lost to the lust of the situation. “Please, Officer Cindy. I’m so sorry I was a cunt.”

“You’re not sorry,” I grinned. “Not yet. First, you need to beg.”

“Yes, yes, fuck me!” she groaned, wiggling those hips. Her car creaked as that gorgeous, Black ass swayed. “Pound me! It was so hot when you yanked me out of the car and showed me how strong you are.”

I cracked the belt into my hand, loving the stinging sound of leather meeting my skin.

“Now beg for me to whip your ass for being such a cunt.”

She shot me a look over her shoulder, her eyes so wide. She stared at her belt in my hand. Her breath quickened. “You wouldn’t?”

I arched an eyebrow.

“And you’ll fuck me if I do?” she asked, sounding so petulant, so whiny.

“I will pound you so hard. You will scream as you come on my big, White futa-dick.”

She closed her eyes, her face tensing. “Officer Cindy, please whup my ass for being such a cunt to you. For not showin’ you respect.”

Her words were delicious.

The belt hissed through the air, screaming louder than the traffic rushing past. My entire body shuddered, my big tits bouncing beneath my bulletproof vest, as the belt cracked across both her asscheeks.

She yelped, her back arching, her butt-cheeks clenching. A bright, red line appeared across her dark skin, her flesh puckering into a welt. My pussy dripped juices, my dick throbbing in need as I stared at the sight.

I loved welting a woman’s ass and hearing her cries. It was so hot.

“Thank me and beg for another,” I groaned.

“T-thank you for whupping my ass, Officer Cindy. M-may I have another!”

CRACK!

She yelped louder, her body rising off the trunk. She convulsed, her thick hair swaying about her head, and then she fell back down it. Her shocks groaned and squeaked. Her ass wiggled, two red stripes crisscrossing her coffee-brown skin, such a delicious sight.

“Thank you, Officer Cindy! Another!”

I grabbed my dick with my left hand, stroking it as I drew back the belt and swung again. It hissed through the air. It smacked across her cheeks. Her screams of pain made my futa-cock throb in my left hand. I stroked it faster, pleasure rushing through me, my pussy clenching.

“Thank you, Officer Cindy!” she sobbed, her voice thick with pain and pleasure. Juices dripped down her dark thighs. “Can I have another?”

“Yes!” I moaned, jerking my dick off faster.

CRACK!

Her voice sang as she thanked me, her entire body spasming, the car rocking. I cracked her again and again. Every time, my pussy clenched as I savored her moans and gasps. Her ass wiggled, clenching, burning with red stripes. More and more juices flooded down her thighs as she grew wetter and wetter.

Pleasure burned down my shaft. The tip ached as I stroked it. My pussy clenched so hard, the pressure building in me. I groaned, cracking the belt so hard, so fast on her ass as I jerked my cock. My toes curled in my combat boots. My tits felt so constrained by my sports bra and bulletproof vest.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I howled and cracked the belt one last time, a loud, stinging slap echoing over the rushing traffic.

“Thank you, Officer Cindy!” she screamed, bucking in pain. “Another!”

I groaned, pleasure surging down my cock. And then hot, white cum erupted. The jizz arched through the air and splattered her welted ass. I groaned, swaying, as my cum splattered over her ass. It made me shiver and gasp.

My back arched as I came before all the world to see. Everyone driving by had to know I was cumming on her ass. And they didn’t care. They didn’t care that I was a futa-cop. To them, this was all normal.

“Yes!” I panted, my pussy flooding my panties, soaking through them into my pants. “Yes, yes, yes!”

“Cum on my Black ass,” gasped Georgia, wiggling as I bathed her rear in soothing futa-jizz. “Oh, that’s so nasty. I love it! Officer Cindy, that’s so hot! I’m on fire.”

“Yes, you are,” I groaned, swaying. “And I bet you just want to be fucked so hard now.”

“So damned hard,” she moaned, wiggling her hips. “Please, you have to do something about my pussy. It’s on fire for your big, White dick. Mmm, I didn’t know trannys could be so hot.”

“I’m not a tranny,” I said. “I have a pussy. I’m a futanari. I’m a girl who has a magical dick.”

“Whatever you say, Officer Cindy,” she groaned. “Futanari sounds so much hotter than a tranny. But I just need to be fucked.”

I moved up to her, rubbing the tip of my dick into the lips of her hot pussy. I shuddered at the feel of her wet flesh caressing the sensitive crown of my shaft. I groaned, my dick aching and throbbing. Her cream coated the spongy crown of my girl-cock, mixing with my precum.

“This is what you want?” I demanded.

“Yes, Officer Cindy,” gasped Georgia. “Fuck me!”

My cock moved fast, sliding up between her welted butt-cheeks. I found her sphincter in moments and rammed my cock deep into her bowels. She gasped, my cock plunging into her asshole before she even realized what was happening.

“Officer Cindy, oh, my god,” she moaned. “You’re fucking my asshole.”

“Yes,” I gasped, savoring her hot, tight bowels wrapped about my cock. I shuddered, plunging in and drawing back. “And don’t tell me it’s not the best thing you ever felt.”

“Even better than bein’ whupped by you,” she moaned. “Jesus, this is amazin’. You’re so huge, you’re stretchin’ out my bowels.

“And you’re so tight,” I growled, pumping away so hard, loving the velvety grip on my cock. “Mmm, you are showing me so much respect!”

“Yes, yes, yes, Officer Cindy,” she howled. “I respect you! I respect you so much! Oh, yes! Fuck my ass!”

I rammed my cock into her bowels, my pussy clenching with every thrust. My crotch smacked into her welted ass, making her moan and her bowels squeeze down on my futa-dick. The friction burned even hotter, making me shudder.

Pleasure rushed through my body. I planted my hands on either side of her, the trunk warping beneath them as I fucked her hard, driving my cock mercilessly into her tight bowels. She gasped and moaned, squirming and bucking, her face twisting with pleasure.

“Fuck my ass, Officer Cindy,” she moaned. “Oh, fuck, this is so hot. The heat’s meltin’ my pussy. I can’t believe a female cop is fuckin’ my ass with a huge dick! You are hung, Officer Cindy! I love it!”

“Good,” I groaned, plowing her.

The slap of flesh and creak of her car’s shocks echoed around us. Traffic blurred by, wind rushing past us. Dizzy waves of heat shot through me. My pussy clenched, the pleasure building and building inside of me as I pumped away at her tight bowels.

I shuddered, my head tossing, my short, black hair swaying about my shoulders. I groaned with every plunge into her hot bowels. The friction burned around my cock, heating it up, making me go wild with delight.

Footsteps crunched behind me. “Need help, Matheson?”

A cold chill shot through me. I buried into Georgia’s asshole as I looked over my shoulder to see my patrol sergeant, Leslie László, walking up to me. But instead of any form of outrage or shock, the sturdy Hungarian just nodded to me. It was like me fucking Georgia’s asshole was routine.

Because, to him, it was.

“I got it well in hand, Sarge,” I said, pulling back my hips and shivering in delight at the grip of her bowels.

“Good, good,” Sergent László nodded, folding his arms, watching through his mirrored sunglasses.

My strokes picked up the pace. It was so exciting pounding her asshole while I was being watched. It sent such a wicked shudder through me. It was so wild. I couldn’t believe this was happening. But I loved it.

Georgia gasped and groaned, her bowels clenching down on my dick so hard. My orgasm built swiftly after the shock. My dick ached, the crown caressed by her velvety grip. The friction swelled the pressure growing in my ovaries, bringing me closer and closer to erupting.

“I am going to flood your ass, cunt!” I hissed. “Just like you deserver for being a bitch!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” she howled. “Flood my bowels, Officer Cindy. I deserve it. Yes, I do. I fuckin’ deserve it for bein’ so difficult! Oh, yes!”

I slammed my cock into her bowels. My girl-dick shuddered, the pleasure zapping up it. Like lightning, it struck my ovaries. I groaned as they tightened. And then rapturous thunder growled through my body.

I came.

My cum pumped into her bowels. I buried into her depths, leaning over her as my futa-jizz flooded her asshole. She squirmed beneath me, gasping, groaning. Her bowels writhed about my dick as she bucked, joining me in rapture.

“So good!” she gasped. “A woman’s cummin’ in my ass with her cock!”

“Her big, White futa-cock!” I groaned, the pleasure peaking in me.

“Yes!” she howled, her car rocking as she thrashed.

I buzzed in delight as I pulled my cock out of her asshole. I grabbed her hair, yanking her to her knees. She didn’t fight as I rammed my still hard, but dirty, cock into her mouth. She moaned, sucking her sour ass clean of my futa-dick.

“That’s it,” I grinned as she worked her mouth, sucking and slobbering on my huge dick. It was so hot staring down at her while I wrote her ticket. “Mmm, that’s what your mouth is good for. Sucking my dick, not talking back.”

My patrol sergeant chuckled at that.

The tip of my dick was so sensitive after my two orgasms. I shuddered, my pussy clenching as I wrote out the ticket. She sucked so hard, and my ovaries responded. My cum fired out of my dick in moments, filling her mouth.

She swallowed it, moaning in such delight. I groaned, my head leaning back, my nipples throbbing beneath my bulletproof vest. I sucked in breaths through my nose as the rapture burned lightning hot through me.

“Oh, yes, you little cunt,” I panted, holding out my pad and a pen. “Sign at the bottom. It is not an admission of guilt but an acknowledgment that you received your ticket.”

“Yes, Officer Cindy,” she panted, drool and cum running down her chin.

“You handled that well,” Sergeant László grinned.

It was hard not to laugh.

I loved my first day as a futa-cop. But I was in for a shock as I drove back to the station to clock out. The sun sank, the overcast skies growing darker and darker. I just pulled into the station when suddenly, like a jolt, my cock shrank.

Night had fallen and my dick vanished back into my folds, becoming a clit.

“No,” I cursed. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”

I slammed my hand into the steering wheel. My wondrous gift was gone. Now how could I make all those bitches understand what happened when they didn’t respect me. I screamed out at the top of my lungs. I thought I had a deal with that futa-fairy.

I grabbed my phone, furiously sending her a text.

No answer.

I was snarling rage as I clocked out. I headed back to my car and drove home. My daughter, Amber, had dinner started. She was bubbly, in such a good mood, almost glowing, her black hair sweeping behind her. I frowned at my eighteen-year-old daughter.

I swear she had gotten laid today.

“Anything happen at college?” I asked.

“Just the most awesomest lesson from Ms. Marcie,” she said. “All the girls were involved.”

I grunted. “Sounds fun.”

She nodded her head. “How was work?”

“It was going great right until the end,” I sighed.

“Oh?” she asked, giving me a cute smile. “That doesn’t sound good. What happened?”

I shook my head. I couldn’t tell my daughter that for a few hours her mother was a futanari. That I had grown a huge, thick girl-dick and fucked two different women with them. Or that it was all thanks to a magical fairy who transported me to an icy world. “It’s complicated.”

She rolled her eyes. “I hope you’re not in trouble because you yelled at another woman on a traffic stop.”

“It’s been years since I did that,” I said. “And that was while divorcing your father. I’m not in trouble.” Just not going to have fun tomorrow.

I tried to stay positive around my daughter, to hide it from her, but I was so depressed inside. I turned in early but couldn’t sleep. I just laid on my side, my body pillow between my thighs, and stared at the window at the night sky. The moon shown through the clouds, painting them in ethereal silvers and ghostly grays.

I fell asleep at some point and woke up to the blaring of my alarm clock. I groaned, my eyes so heavy. I stumbled out of bed and to the bathroom. I sat on the toilet for far longer than I needed to, trying to wake up.

My daughter was chipper. She was eager to get to college. It was so weird. She moved through the house in a shorter skirt than I had seen her wear, her blouse tighter. It must be an older one. She had that look of someone in love. I was too tired to remember with whom. I had a suspicion it was a teacher.

Coffee. I needed the sweet, black nectar of the gods. It would get me through the day. I filled a thermos my dark fuel and pulled on my gun belt, adjusting it. My handcuffs jingled. I loaded my S&W 9mm, chambered a round.

“Okay, let’s go Amber.”

She gave me a bright smile. “It’s a new day, Mom. Today we’ll be better than tomorrow.”

I didn’t see how that was possible. But I didn’t argue.

I drove her to Washington College in my patrol car, the sun just starting to rise, the sky lightening. I had to clock in on my shift right afterward. I dropped her off and she hurried inside, joined by a few other girls who were all giggling and laughing. They must be her friends. They were a diverse group, an Indian girl, a Black girl, and an Asian girl.

I managed to get ten blocks from the school, driving down Ainsworth, when the sun peeked her first liquid edge over the horizon. I felt that moment. It was a shock firing through my system shooting right down to my clit.

My futa-cock sprouted.

I slammed on the breaks, pulling off to the gravel shoulder. I stared down at my blue pants, watching them tent as my clit finished her transformation into a dick. I groaned, my dick throbbing, trapped in the tight confines of my panties and pants, begging to be freed.

“You’re back!” I shouted out, elation surging through me. The black morose was banished by the shining, aching passion of my futa-dick. My hands shot to my zipper, ripping it down with a metallic whisk.

My girl-cock popped out, smacking into the steering wheel. I shuddered, grabbing my shaft. I moaned in pure delight, stroking up and down it. When my hand reached the spongy crown, pleasure shivered down my shaft.

I squirmed on my seat. My engine revved as bumped the gas pedal with my foot. I burst out laughing, a giddy, joyous sound echoing through my car. It was back. I was a futanari again. I could fuck all those stuck up, bitchy speeders who whined about being pulled over. All those women who thought that they could be disrespectful to me because I was a female cop.

Oh, they would learn.

My thumb ran around the spongy crown of my dick, the pleasure shooting through my body. My eyes fluttered at the pure delight shooting down to my wet pussy. My cunt clenched, the heat burning so hot and wet through me.

I had to get to work, clock in, and then get out on patrol. I had to get laid and—

A sporty, red car zoomed by me on Ainsworth. It was an arterial street through a residential area. Speed limit 30 MPH. This car was going far faster, pushing up to 60 MPH easy. I threw my car into drive, punched the sirens on, and hit the gas.

I flipped a bitch, gravel spraying as I turned around and drove after the speeders. They had been forced to slow down by traffic in front of them. I caught up fast, getting right on their asses. I could see through the rear window two girls throwing worried looks over their shoulders, both with round, cherub-like faces.

My dick ached.

I picked up my radio. “10Oscar11,” I radioed in. “Show me 10-37 on 11800 block of Ainsworth.”

“Roger, 10Oscar11. And I’ll have you 10-41.” 10-41 meant starting my tour for the day. “You’re bright and early.”

“Speeder doing 60 on the way to my daughter’s school,” I answered and then hung up the radio.

I punched in the car, it was registered to a Dan Turner, probably the girl’s father. She looked eighteen when she looked back at me, her face pale with fright. They both were dark-haired and might be sisters. And both with such angelic faces.

I climbed out of the car, adjusting my belt, loving having my cock out. Traffic past by in the dawn light, students heading to Washington College and residence heading to work. My boots crunched on the gravel. The driver window rolled down.

The cherub faced girl looked up at me, tears rolling down her cheeks, her eyes a vivid blue. “I’m so sorry, Officer. My sister and I were late for school and…” Her eyes widened. “You’re a futa!”

I blinked. “What, you recognize me?”

“Well, yeah,” she said, staring at my cock with such hunger in her eyes. “We’re big fans of Kimmie.”

I frowned at her. “Who?”

“The futa-cheerleader.”

“The game was so awesome last Friday,” her sister said. She had hazel eyes and the cutest dimple when she smiled, accentuating the cherub-like features of her face. “Erin and I had a blast.”

“We fingered each other’s pussies at the game while watching. Didn’t we, Michelle?”

Michelle nodded, leaning into the Erin, the driver. “And then there’s Ms. Marcie. She started fucking her students yesterday with her futa-dick.”

“I wish we were her students.”

Ms. Marcie. My daughter had her for a teacher. Was she…?

I gasped as Erin grabbed my dick, stroking it. Pleasure ran through my cock. Then she leaned out, taking a long lick around the tip, gathering the salty precum. I blinked in utter shock. This wasn’t how this was supposed to go. She was taking charge.

I was in charge. Not this eighteen-year-old bitch who thought she could speed and then get out of her punishment by giving me a blowjob.

“Oh, suck her cock,” Michelle purred, pressing into her sister’s back. “I wish I could reach. We’re twins, and we love doing everything together.” She giggled. “Especially sex. It’s our newest activity. We love having sex with each other. That game last week was so wild.”

I grit my teeth and ripped my cock from Erin’s mouth. The eighteen-year-old blinked her eyes, shaking her head in confusion. She glanced at her sister then back at me. “What’s wrong, ma’am?”

“Officer Cindy,” I growled. “And get your skank asses out of my car. Both of you.” I had never fucked twins before, even if they weren’t identical. “Now!”

“Yes, Officer Cindy,” both girls squeaked. They piled out of the cars, their short skirts swirling about their thighs. Michelle hurried around the car to join her twin, grasping Erin’s hand. They both had round breasts shown off by their low-cut tops, the material stretchy, clinging to their barely legal tits.

“Strip! Now!” I growled. “Let me see those naughty bodies. Then you’ll be punished.”

“Punished?” squeaked Erin.

“What did I do?” Michelle gasped. “She was driving.”

“And I bet you were encouraging her,” I said, and she flushed. “Strip!”

“Yes, Officer Cindy!”

Hearing the twin sisters say that made me so hard. My dick throbbed and my pussy dripped juices. Their hands both yanked off their tops, their breasts bouncing out naked with all the perkiness of youth. They were round, delicious breasts, Erin’s nipples soft-pink while Michelle’s were a darker, duskier hue. They both hardened in the morning air, tits jiggling as they wiggled out of their skirts. They threw their clothing into the car before peeling down their panties.

“Everyone will see us,” moaned Erin as she tried to cover her pussy and breasts with her arms. A pink nipple kept peeking out around the crook of her elbow.

“Everyone at school will know,” her twin complained.

“Yes, they will,” I grinned at them, stroking my cock. “Mmm, you two are just scrumptious. And stop trying to hide your body. Let me see.”

Erin swallowed and Michelle shivered. They moved their hands away, revealing their pussies. Erin’s had a neat, trimmed black bush while her twin sister was utterly bald, her pussy lips engorged with excitement. Dew glistened around both their cunts, their hips wiggling as their excitement grew, hot eyes on my dick.

“Mmm, that’s perfect.” I said. “Stand right there. I need to get something from my car.”

I rushed back to my vehicle, the idea that had just flashed through my mind so intoxicating. The pair were so sweet. And twins! This was such a delicious opportunity. I opened my trunk and grabbed my spare handcuffs. Then I hurried back.

“Now face each other,” I said. “Press those tits tight. Mmm, you two are so sexy. A pair of twin sisters who have been naughty.”

Erin and Michell faced each other, their nipples kissing as they moved close together. Color blossomed across their cherub cheeks. They smiled, dimples flashing as they wiggled, enjoying the incestuous contact of each other’s flesh.

They were such a pair of horny sluts.

My dick ached as I snapped my handcuffs on Erin’s right wrist and the other end on Michell’s left, the metal ratcheting in place. Both girls gasped, the chain jiggling as they stared at me in shock. I grabbed my other pair off my belt and turned the girls, gravel crunching as they shifted.

“Officer Cindy?” asked Erin in a breathy voice. “What are you doing?”

“Restraining my prisoners,” I said and slapped the other cuff on her left wrist and Michelle’s right, the metal clinking tight. “There, now I have to search you.” I licked my lips. “A deep and thorough cavity search.”

I seized them both by their necks, maneuvering them to the hood of their car. I turned them so Michelle was closest to me, Erin’s ass against her car. Then I pushed forward. She sat down on the hood and stretched out, the handcuffs pulling Michell on top of her. The two girls wiggled, their bodies writhing together, their pussies rubbing and kissing as Erin let out a wanton moan.

“Oh, Michelle, I can feel your clit,” she groaned.

Michelle wiggled her ass, grinding her clit into her twin’s bush. Both their pussies faced me as I knelt between them. I drew my nightstick as I nuzzled done their thighs, smelling the combined musk of their pussies perfuming the morning air: sweet and tangy.

It was such a delicious sight. Erin’s black-furred muff led staring up to Michelle’s bald twat. The twins writhed more, humping their clits together as I leaned in and nuzzled into Erin’s cunt. Her pubic hair tickled my face and cheeks as I licked through her hot folds, gathering her sweet musk.

“Officer Cindy!” she squealed as my tongue dragged through her pussy and flicked her clit grinding on her sister’s.

Then I caressed Michelle’s, making her groan and gasp, her ass clenching. My tongue continued upward through her tangy pussy, loving the smooth feel of her shaved snatch on my lips and cheeks. My tongue probed into her depths, swirling around, savoring how juicy she was.

“Mmm, yes, you are a pair of naughty bitches,” I groaned. “Just so bad and wicked.”

“So bad,” Michelle panted, still grinding on her sister’s cunt.

“Yes, yes, yes,” gasped Erin. “Oh, Michelle… This is so hot.”

Handcuffs rattled as the twins moaned and gasped. I brought my nightstick to Erin’s pussy, grinning as I prodded the metal end against her snatch, stroking her lips half-hidden by her black curls. Then I shoved it in.

She gasped.

Her pussy engulfed my nightstick. I fucked it in and out of her cunt while I tongued Michelle’s tangy flesh. Both twins moaned and gasped, the hood of their car groaning and the shocks squeaking as they writhed together.

“Oh, my god, that’s so cold!” squealed Erin. “Shit!”

“What?” gasped Michelle, her voice throaty as I fucked my tongue in and out of her hot cunt.

“She’s fucking me with something metal. It’s her nightstick, I think. Oh, Officer Cindy! Oh, wow!”

“Yes, yes, yes, fuck her with it,” moaned Michelle. “She’s such a naughty slut.”

“So are you!” gasped Erin.

She was right. So I ripped my nightstick out, the end coated in barely legal pussy cream, and rammed it into her twin sister’s snatch. Michelle bucked harder atop her sister as I pumped it in and out of her pussy, my tongue sliding down to lick at Erin’s sweet snatch.

My tongue lapped through her folds, juices coating my chin, a mix of both sisters. I could taste Michelle’s tangy flavor lingering on my tongue as I lapped and licked up Erin’s sweet juices. It was so naughty. It made me shudder, my dick aching so badly.

I would have so much fun fucking the twins.

My tongue worked down lower, licking at Erin’s butthole. I could just get to the sour, puckered opening, rimming it while I fucked the nightstick out of her sister’s cunt. Michelle gasped and moaned while Erin shuddered, her butt-cheeks clenching on my face.

“She’s licking my ass! Oh, Officer Cindy! That’s so nasty!”

“You’re so nasty,” I hissed at Erin before taking another sweet lick.

Then I ripped the nightstick out of Michelle’s pussy and rammed it into Erin’s depths. She bucked hard, humping up into her sister, grinding their clits together. I licked my lips, watching them writhe as her cunt swallowed my nightstick. Pussy juices dribbled from Michelle’s shaved flesh to mat down her sister’s dark bush.

I buried my face into Michelle’s pussy, licking through her tangy folds, loving her. My cunt was on fire. Juices flooded out of me. My futa-dick begged to fuck them as their gasps and moans sang out for everyone passing on Ainsworth to hear.

“Yes, yes, yes, lick my naughty pussy, Officer Cindy,” Michelle moaned. Then she gasped. “And my asshole.”

She had the same sour flavor as her twin sister. That delicious, dirty taste that I loved. I pushed my tongue against her sphincter, wiggling into her bowels. I loved how that made her moan and gasp, humping harder and harder against her twin sister.

Their moans were both so throaty. They kissed each other. Sloppy kisses that sounded full of tongue. The twin sisters loved each other, grinding their clits together. Michelle’s asshole clenched on my tongue.

Then Erin moaned so loud. “I’m cumming, Officer Cindy! Holy shit! Yes!”

My dick was so envious of my nightstick. I ripped it out of the cumming slut’s pussy and rammed it into Michelle’s cunt. I fucked it in and out so hard, so fast while I kept tonguing her asshole, driving her wild.

“Officer Cindy!” she squealed. “Oh, my god, something’s happening.”

“Cum!” squealed her twin sister. “It’s so awesome!”

“Yes!” gasped Michelle.

She bucked into my nightstick’s thrusts, her butt-cheeks clenching about my face while I rimmed her sour asshole. I shuddered, my lusts boiling through me. I jammed my baton deep into Michelle’s cunt as she thrashed atop her sister.

And then ripped it out.

I rose, loving the cream smeared on my black nightstick. Streaks of foamy white ran down half of it, lubing it. I grinned, bringing the baton to Erin’s asshole. I pressed against the puckered opening. She let out a moan of shock.

“Holy shit!” she screamed as the night stick rammed into her bowels.

A moment later, I rammed my futa-cock into Erin’s cunt.

I shuddered as her hot, tight pussy gripped my dick. I sank into my first barely legal cunt. My futa-dick drank in the sensations. I shuddered at the hot friction around me. My eyes rolled back into my head as I drew back my hips and then drove my cock back into her pussy, loving the way she caressed me.

“Oh, yes, that’s good,” I panted. “Mmm, you have such a hot, tight cunt, bitch!”

“Yes, yes, yes, Officer Cindy!” gasped Erin. “Oh, my god, your girl-dick feels amazing in me!”

“Fuck her!” gasped Michelle, her cute ass wiggling before me. “Pound her!”

“Yes!” I groaned, pumping away hard, fast, loving the friction. My dick ached and throbbed.
And then I ripped my cock out of her cunt. While Erin moaned her disappointment, I rammed it into her twin sister’s tight snatch. I slid so deep into Michelle, pleasure rushing through me. A dizzy rush surged through me while my ovaries boiled with the need to cum.

I pumped away at her pussy. She wasn’t as tight as her sister. It was still an amazing feel, but she didn’t have a nightstick shoved up her ass. I gripped Michelle’s butt-cheeks, fingers digging into her ass as I enjoyed fucking her cunt hard, fast.

“Yes!” Michelle gasped. “Your futa-dick’s amazing.”

“Oh, god, I miss it already,” whined her sister.

I changed pussies. I buried into Erin’s fucking her cunt hard, enjoying how tight the nightstick in her bowels made her silky pussy. I shuddered, the pleasure rippling through me, building the orgasm in the depths of my cunt.

Then I switched back to her twin sister. I fucked my dick into Michelle’s pussy, making her squirm and groan, her naked back flexing as she gasped. They ground their clits together, humping each other as I fucked back and forth between their cunts.

I savored both twins’ pussies on my dick. The hot, wet glide. The silky friction. The incestuous thrill of fucking them both. I mixed their pussies juices together as I plunged back and forth between them, loving the differences, savoring my power over them.

“Take your punishment, you fucking sluts!” I howled, my hips pumping away as I switched back and forth between their delicious snatches.

“Yes, yes, yes!” they both moaned, gasping, moaning, thrashing in pleasure. “Officer Cindy!”

I loved their moans as much as the traffic watching us. My fingers squeezed hard on Michelle’s ass as my orgasm built and built in my ovaries. My pussy clenched, eager for that explosion of rapture to shoot through me.

I rammed into Erin’s pussy, my legs nudging the nightstick, stirring it through her ass.

“Officer Cindy,” she squealed and her cunt went wild about my dick.

I grit my teeth, my futa-cock wanting to unload in her tight, spasming depths. Her pussy sucked at my cock. I shuddered, forcing myself to rip my dick out of her convulsing hole and move it upward.

But not to Michelle’s cunt.

“Officer Cindy!” she squealed as I rammed my cock into her asshole.

I shuddered at her tight bowels wrapped about my huge girl-dick. I plunged into her velvety depths. My crotch slapped into her ass as I pounded her. She bucked hard, her asshole clenching on my dick as she writhed atop her twin sister.

Erin still moaned, her orgasm peaking through her while I sodomized her sister. I rammed my cock so hard, so deep into Michelle’s bowels. I savored the hot friction burning about my dick. My orgasm was so close. On the verge of exploding through me.

“Yes!” squealed Michelle. “Oh, my god, you’re so awesome, Officer Cindy!”

Her bowels writhed about my dick, milking my cock as she came. I grit my teeth, my pussy spasming. My cum about to erupt from my cock. I yanked my dick out of her asshole just in time for my jizz to fire.

And splash across both their pussies.

I coated the twin sisters’ cunts. White, pearly spunk splashed across Michelle’s bare pussy and matted down Erin’s black curls. I shuddered with each blast, pleasure rippling out of my pussy and firing out of my futa-dick.

The dual delights swirled through my mind. I loved being a futa-cop. It was so damned amazing. I shuddered, the final blasts of my cum pulsing out of me, splattering the twins cunts. They both moaned, writhing and kissing each other, their handcuffs rattling as they struggled to move their arms.

I swayed and grinned as my orgasm peaked. Such delight flowed out of me. It made me feel so amazing. So powerful.

I uncuffed the sluts. They dressed, pulling on their panties over their cum-covered pussies. I wrote a ticket for fifteen over the speed limit to Erin and sent them off to school with huge smiles on their cherub faces.

I headed back to my patrol car, frowning. They mentioned a teacher, Ms. Marcie, being a futa. And my daughter was so bubbling about… My eyes widened. Had this futa-teacher fucked my fourteen-year-old daughter? Had she popped my daughter’s cherry?

Jealous anger surged through me.

And then a sea-green sedan raced past me, speeding on Ainsworth. I caught a glimpse of a dark woman driving.

I flipped on my sirens and chased after. Another bitch needed to learn her place. I loved being a futa-cop.

To be continued…

Daniela and Bianca try out a strapless dildo.

Bianca rested her head on the bump of Daniela’s crotch, cuddling it a bit before getting Daniela to place her legs over her shoulders. This served as support for Daniela to lift her butt and have Bianca remove her thong. Bianca then opened Daniela’s legs and drooled some saliva onto Daniela’s clit. With her right hand she lathered Daniela’s pussy with her spit, but it wasn’t wet enough for her own liking so she let some more saliva drip from her mouth and lathered it again, this time inserting her middle finger in her vagina.

Daniela reacted as Bianca gently swirled her finger inside her, feeling the front wall of her vagina. It almost felt like the roof of a mouth, but smoother and much less rigid. And then, she introduced her ring finger in there as well, continuing her swirling motions as she applied some pressure on the walls of Daniela’s vagina. With her two fingers in, Bianca pushed them further into Daniela, observing her face for her reactions. She knew she was as deep as she could go when her finger tips felt the small donut shape of Daniela’s cervix. She knew this annoyed Daniela a bit but it helped Bianca gauge herself in there. So she pulled her fingers away from it and continued to massage Daniela’s vagina.

“Bianca…” Daniela gasped. Bianca looked up as she kept her rhythm, but didn’t reply. “Bianca… k-kiss me.” she requested, extending a hand to Bianca’s face. Without missing a beat nor letting go of Daniela’s vagina, Bianca positioned herself over Daniela to kiss her. As they made out Daniela began to moan in Bianca’s mouth. Bianca had changed her finger movements from circles to plain in-and-out motions allowing her for a faster rhythm. Not only were her fingers pleasuring Daniela inside but the palm of her hand stimulated her clit every time it hit it.

Bianca kept the same rhythm after a while and Daniela’s squirming and moaning increased. She had to be careful not to be too loud so she moved her face away from Bianca’s to cover her mouth with her left hand, turning her moans into muffled cries. Waiting for Daniela to climax soon, Bianca began sucking on Daniela’s hard nipple. Enjoying this, Daniela place a hand on Daniela’s head, caressing it.

“Oh, baby, faster! Do me faster!” Daniela begged.

With her mouth still on Daniela’s nipple, Bianca took a glance at Daniela’s face as she increase her speed.

“Ohh, ohh, oh, yes, keep going!” Daniela arched her back and Bianca had to let go of her nipple. Her hand was even getting sore and it was hard to stay steady, but she could feel Daniela’s vagina contracting and then –

“Ahh! Ohh! Stop! Stop!” Daniela gasped. She had climaxed. Bianca tried to pull her hand away but Daniela stopped her with her hand.

“Just…” Daniela was out of breath. “Just stay there… for a little while.” she said, turning her head on the pillow to close her eyes and rest. As Daniela breathed Bianca could feel her crotch and her legs begin to shiver tremendously. Bianca then rested her forehead on Daniela’s chest and also closed her eyes. What a satisfying feeling it gave her to pleasure Daniela like this. She felt truly blessed.

A few minutes later she felt Daniela’s grip on her hand loosen up and Daniela’s shaking legs relax. After taking her hand back from Daniela’s vagina, Bianca stared at her middle and ring fingers. They were pruny and coated in Daniela’s white, gunky juices. Shy at first she took a little lick at them. It had a very sour and dry kind of taste. But this was Daniela’s cum and she wanted it inside her, so she shoved her fingers in her mouth and licked them clean. She took another look at them, wiped them dry on her thighs and love handles, and then laid next to Daniela to cuddle and wait for her to finish resting.

This was heaven for Daniela. If this moment lasted forever she would swear she had died. But she was alive, and her body was burning hot with pleasure. She turned to face Bianca and then got on all fours. She swung her left leg over Bianca’s body and stood over her. After looking her in the eyes for a moment with a naughty grin on her face she looked down to her dangling breasts as she lowered them time and again on Bianca’s. After lowering them one last time she slid them back and forth on Bianca’s whole torso. Finally, she slid them forward all the way up to Bianca’s face where she stopped and started jiggling them as she giggled. Bianca grabbed her boobs and held them together. She shoved her face in between them and shook it side to side. Then she inhaled their scent and exhaled. And finally she begun to kiss Daniela’s nipples and sucking on them. She was amazed how they just filled her mouth and then some. As Bianca suckled her breasts, Daniela simply watched and wondered how it was that two girls could perfectly fulfill each other’s desires this well.

Daniela pulled her breasts away from Bianca to sit up and then lean backwards as she backed up a little and opened Bianca’s legs, sliding her own left one under Bianca’s right leg. Bianca caught on and got on her elbows to adjust herself to start scissoring Daniela. Finally their pussies kissed each other and begun rubbing on one another as the girls began to moan and pant.

“Ooh, yeah, fuck me, baby! Ohhh! Rub that pussy good, love! Yeah, yeah!” Bianca gasped as they picked up speed.

Daniela moaned and panted away as she thrusted her pelvis back and forth, rubbing her pussy on Bianca’s. Suddenly Bianca had stopped moving, leaving Daniela confused.

“B? Bianca?” Daniela called.

“Dani. Dani! You won’t believe this! I just remembered!” said Bianca as she got out of bed to turn on her night desk lamp.

Daniela sat on the bed as she watched Bianca pull out a box from under a chair. She opened it and pulled out a colorful looking, pink, plastic package. It was long too. That’s when Daniela realized where this was going. After opening the package Bianca pulled out a tan colored dildo with an odd upward shape on one end.

“Check it out. It’s a Realdo.” Bianca explained.

“A Realdo? Like, a ‘real dildo’? Is that what that means?” Daniela asked.

“Yeah, it’s really crazy. Basically it’s a strapless dildo. See this weird end?” Bianca pointed out as she wiped the toy with a disposable moist towel. “I put it inside my cooch, like this…” Bianca squatted a bit as she carefully placed the toy inside her. “Aaaand, ta-dah! I now have a dick! See? And no straps!”

“Whoa! Such a big cock you have, Bianca.” Daniela teased, spreading her legs open with a devious smile on her face and a finger on her lower lip.

“The better to fuck you with, my love.” said Bianca, lathering some saliva on her dildo as she walked over to Daniela.

Daniela spat on her hand and lathered it on her pussy and inside her vagina. This wasn’t the first time they’d used a strap-on, but this strapless idea was actually clever, she thought, but she still didn’t know how it performed under “tough” circumstances so she didn’t raise her hopes too high.

“Put it in me, you big bad wolf.” Daniela demanded with her pussy ready for Bianca. “Let’s see what your new toy can do with no straps.”

“Oh? Having some doubts, are we?” Bianca asked. “Well, let’s see how you like this.” Bianca penetrated Daniela and she gave a mellow moan.

“Ohhhh…” Daniela exhaled in pleasure. “Go slow, baby.”

Bianca slowly thrusted as she held Daniela by her love handles. Then, with her right hand she caressed the side of Daniela’s face sliding down to the side of her neck where it finally rested. Their breathing became heavier and heavier as Bianca thrusted on. After a while she had increased her speed and as she fucked Daniela with her new toy she also was being pleasured by her end of the realdo. This made it harder for her to go faster without it pleasuring herself as well. She also wanted to last a good while before climaxing, well, at least until Daniela climaxed, or both at the same time which would be ideal.

Their love-making became more and more intense the more they fucked. Daniela kept tilting her head back as she was hit with orgasm after orgasm, moaning with gusto as her pussy got pounded by Bianca, who was now struggling to hold on a little longer. Bianca could feel her legs starting to give in, not from being tired or sore but from the energy her own little orgasms were taking from her, each stronger than the next.

Her realdo was also starting to give in as well. It seemed to have taken a bit of an odd angle from her thrusting, she felt like it was about to slip out soon. This was it for her, she couldn’t hold it any longer. Why was Daniela even taking so long to climax? Was this toy not doing it for her? It didn’t matter to Bianca anymore, it was doing it for herself and that’s all that mattered now. She was going to just let it go, no matter what Daniela thought.

Bianca finally released herself from her own shackles when all of a sudden Daniela clamped Bianca tight with her legs, pushing Bianca further inside her. Bianca fell forward on top of Daniela who hugged her tight as both of them climaxed at the same time, each giving out a long, sweet moan of pure and heavenly satisfaction.

I think this is the longest part of the series so far. If you haven’t read the others, you might be lost. Maybe more to come.

The light blinds Katie as she strains her eyes to see what is going to happen now. The only sounds in the room are from the chains holding them in place, and the soft footsteps from the door.

She hears her captor talking to another man. “…right, bag of blow is fine.” He says to the other man. “But what do you think I can GET for her? Fuckin’ hook me up man.”

They both come into view as the lights adjusts Katie’s eyes, looking her over as her Captor unchained the Red Head and dragged her back to the cage. Katie lays out on her back, still attached to the Bench as the new Arrival looks over her body intently, rubbing his chin. “Give me some time with her. I’ll get you a price.”

The Blackman nods, smiling at Katie as he walks out of the room into another room off to the side. The New Man, tan and sporting slicked back black hair, pulls up a chair. Keeping his eyes on her, he slowly lights a cigarette, blowing smoke over her body. He leans forward, inspecting Katie like someone might inspect a steak.

“Guess his crew got to you first, huh?” His tone is casual, but there is a cold, sharp edge to his words.

Katie coughs slightly as she inhales the Cigarette smoke. But it does not stop her pleading. She looks over to the man, pleading in her eyes. “Please, help me. I didn’t do anything wrong, please…” She pleads with him, half sobbing. Her body slightly, barely noticeable, shakes with fear.

The Man chuckles low. “Yeah, I know. Ain’t gonna stop what I’m gonna do to you.” He snubs his cigarette mere inches away from her inner thigh as the heat from it wafts up onto her skin.

“I’m here to see what you can do, got it?” He asks her, slightly grinning. “If I like what you do, you get to live and make us both a lot of money. If you ain’t worth shit, my friend in the back office is gonna slit your throat and you’ll just end up another sad story on the news.”

He stands up, grabbing a collar and leash from a table close by. Soon he affixes it to her slender neck before he undoes the straps that bonded her to the bench. When she is free, he jerks the collar hard, pushing her down to her knees infront of him. “Got it?” He says to her sternly and aggressively as he gives the leash a hard tug against her threatened neck.

Katie’s head jerks along with the leash. Forced to look into his eyes, she mutters softly “Yes…” as tears begin to well up from the pain. The fear.

He smiles down at her. “Good. Now’s the part you’re going to like…” He turns to the side where a small black leather bag sits. Soon he pulls out a handheld camera and flips it on, pointing down at her naked, kneeling, and helpless body. “You’re going to be a star, bitch.” He chuckles, then motions toward his pants. “Get it out.”

She slowly looks up at the camera with fear in her eyes. Maybe someone watching this will help her, she thinks to herself. Katie reaches up with her hands slightly trembling and slowly unzips his pants. Carefully she reaches her small hand into his pants and almost instantly feels his warm and throbbing-ly hard cock. She fishes it out with slow care. When it’s out, she drops her hands back to her side as she looks up at his camera.

“You know what to do with it.” He grins from behind the lens. “Sluts like you should know when to suck.”

The man gives the chain a firm tug, pulling her towards his crotch. Katie’s face pushes into his cock.

She pulls back slowly and puts his cock head between her lips, moving down his cock ever so slightly as her tongue moves and massages his head. Katie’s eyes glance towards the shadows, where the cages are. Her friend is hiding in the dark corners, hoping to not be pulled into this.

Katie turns her attention back to pleasuring the man who held her live in his hands. Her head inches more and more down his cock, pulling it back every so often as her lips massages his cock. She glances at the camera rarely as she feels the shy, nervousness of the camera rolling.

The Man grunts slightly, but seems more focused on getting footage than pleasure at the moment. The camera blinks as it records silently, and he grins as he sees her fear ridden face glance at the camera.

“That’s right.” He says with a lusty voice. “Give that shit up to the camera. My clientele love it…”
After a few more moments of Katie’s head bobbing up and down on his cock, and his recording of her fear and shame, he pulls her up off of his dick, now slick with her saliva. “Now let’s see how tight that pussy is…”

The Man gives a firm and aggressive tug of the leash connected to the collar around Katie’s neck. He half drags her across the room to the wall. Dimly lit in the lights is a metal rack with chains hanging from it. He pushes her up against the wall hard, with an evil glint in his eyes.

“Now give me and our audience a show, or…” He glances up at the chains as they gleam in the faint light. “…you can hang…”

He moves the camera up and down her young and bruised body as he gets various close ups of her trembling body. Licking his lips, he looks back at her face. “Play with yourself slut. Spread that cunt open and rub that clit.”

Katie’s eyes look into the camera once more before shutting them tight with fear and shame. Slowly, she whimpers as her hands move across her chest, still caked with cum from before. Her small hands rub against her hard nipples as they slowly wander further down her body, all the way down to her slightly wet and very sore pussy. Her fingers rub her pussy lips softly and with care as she tries to avoid the stare of the camera. The soft stroking is the gentlest thing to come in contact with her pussy in what feels like forever to her. Her mind is conflicted; the shame and disgust fills her mind as the pleasurable sensations feels like electricity through her body.

The man grins as he sees the almost imperceptible shivers through her body, noticing she’s enjoying herself despite the extreme conditions she’s forced to endure. He steps up to her, pushing her legs open a bit wider as he slides the head of his cock up and down her slit, matching the pace of her touch as he points the camera down towards the action.

“Now don’t you stop doing it, you little slut…” He says to her as he keeps the camera pointed down.

Katie turns her head towards her side, staring off into the shadows where the cages are, trying to imagine herself somewhere else. Her fingers don’t stop their slow and gentle rubbing. The gentleness of it all makes her forget where she is, what’s happening to her. All of it is ruined as she feels his cock head slightly sink into her, using her spit and own pussy to slide into her.

He grunts as he slowly slides into her, easing his length into her as he lets his cock shaft rest inside of her. The man murmurs to himself, “Niiiiice… They went to town on you and you’re still fucking tight as a teenager…”

He leans in to talk to the camera. “Take note: She’s VERY fresh, Gentlemen.”

His cock throbs inside of her as he lets it rest there for a few moments as he watches her play with her little clit with his cock inside of her. Then he begins to groove it back and forth, going easy, letting her feel every inch of his as he works it in and out.

The slow and meticulous grooving of his cock is all that Katie needs. Clenching her mouth shut, her fingers rubbing her clit feverishly, she cums onto his cock, her pussy griping and milking his cock as she does so. Shame and disgust fills her as soft orgasmic cries escape her lips.

The man grins widely, almost on the verge of laughing, as he murmuring to the camera, “Good, good. Very Responsive. She’s really a slut at heart…”

His large hand moves down her body, pushing away her hand with little force. The large fingers begin to trace slow, lazy circles against her clit. His touch is firm, yet clearly experienced as he matches the pace of his slow thrusting, working up a rhythm as he leans the camera to her face.

Grinning as his pace begins to quicken, he pushes his body into her to get more of his cock into her. “Mmm… Now that we see what a total whore you can be…” He slams his cock into her still pointing at her face. “Let’s see how much abuse you can take…”

He slides our of her quickly, then spins her around, her hands pressed up against the wall with her back to him as he spreads her legs open.

“Hope they didn’t wreck this little gem of a rosebud…” He says as he spits on his hand and shoves a wet finger into her tiny asshole, lubing her up crudely.

Katie puts no resistance up as he manhandles her body, fearing whatever punishment could come her way if she tried to fight him off. Her small hands grip the chains dangling above her tightly, preparing herself for the pain coming soon.

The man rams deep into her asshole, tugging the leash tightly to bring her head back to him sharply as he wastes no time drilling her already battered ass.

“Like that, slut?” He says into her ear, his hot breath on her ears tingling her senses. “Pretty soon you won’t know the difference between pain and pleasure…”

His thighs slap against hers as he mercilessly pounds into her ass, his cock like a piston as he gets shot
after shot of her face, of her body, as it’s forced to take his cock into her ass.

She winces, moans, and whimpers, as once again her tight hole is violated without care or caution. The pain shoots through her as he continues to ram inside of her body. She stands there, her ass full of cock, wishing it would be over soon.

The man groans, leaning his whole body into her as he works his cock deep into her ass. Soon he comes violently inside of her. Katie can feel his cock spasm as he grips her hair, pulling her head back so close to him as he whispers into her ear.

“That make you feel angry slut?” He whispers to her. “Wish you could do something about it?”

He thrusts his cock hard into her ass again, watching her wince and grit her teeth with a sick grin on his face. “Cause now, we got one last thing to show my boys…” He slides out of her, his cock slick with cum, and pulls her over to the cages, as the cum in her ass slowly runs down her legs.

The man walks over to a large chest and begins to rummage through it, looking for something. Soon, he stands straight, tossing a fairly large strap on at Katie’s feet.

“Get it on…” He says to her sternly.

Unlocking the cage, he reaches in and pulls the Red Head out by her hair, who is already crying as if she expected this. She gets on her hands and knees, slowly crawling to Katie as she stands there with the large blue dildo strap-on on her. The man takes up a position in front of them and angles them into shots with his camera.

“And now, fuck her. Fuck her good.” He says to Katie over the camera, grinning widely. He grabs Katie by the leash, the Red Head by the hair, and drags them back to the saddle-like bench in the room.

The Red Head, still whimpering softly leans her body over the saddle, her pussy in the air, her legs open for Katie, her milky white thighs quivering as he tries to hold herself still. She looks back towards Katie, fear in her eyes. Shame fills Katie once again, and softly, she mouths the words “I’m sorry…” to her.

The man circles around them both like a predator, catching each terrible moment and chuckling low to himself. “Touching, ladies…” He says softly to the both of them. His cock slowly rises in the air at the two girls’ despair.

Katie closes her eyes as he takes the massive dildo between the milky thighs of the Red Head. Carefully she rubs it against her pussy slit. The soft whimpering and cries fill Katie with guilt and hate of herself. Slowly, she pushes in. Her hands softly grip her waist. Once it is in, Katie’s hand slowly comes up and rubs her hands against the Red Head’s back as Katie begins to push in and out of her pussy.

The Red Head moans low in her throat, letting it fill her as she almost tries to squirm away. Katie’s gentle rocking allow her only the smallest bit of comfort. The Red Head’s pale breasts sway back and forth as Katie begins to her, and after a moment, Katie sees the camera pointed at her as the man steps up to the Red Head’s face, shoving his dirty cum covered cock into her mouth while he orders her to clean it.
He looks back up at Katie. “I said fuck her, bitch. Pound her, or I’m going to tell him you’re fucking scrap.”

Immediately at those words, Katie’s grip tightens on the girl’s hips, fucking her harder and harder. The dildo becomes slicker with her juices from that flaming red haired pussy. Katie looks away from the camera, not wanting it to capture her self-hate. She rocks the Red Head’s body back and forth harder, forcing her to bob up and down more forceful on his cock.

Katie can hear her moans coming out from around his cock, and her body quivers as she’s forced into orgasm under the intense hammerings, her ass pushing back against Katie, even as the Red Head cries out against the humiliation. The man laughs as he watches the two of them, making certain to get her orgasm on camera. He grabs a hold of her hair, skull fucking her at a pace to match Katie.

“Keep it up.” He says to you, in a disturbingly encouraging fashion. “If she makes me cum again, you’re good…”

Her loud, painful gags echo in the room over the sloppy fucking noises. Katie keeps the pace going as she forces the dildo into her harder. The feeling of the end rubbing against her clit excites Katie, giving her an extra incentive to fuck the Red Head harder and longer.

He grunts as he takes hold of her hair, forcing his cock into her thought even as she’s rocked into it by
Katie’s increasingly needy thrusts. She can see the muscles in her freckled back twitch as she’s stuffed in both ends by the both of them, her squeals and moans vibrating the man’s dick as he keeps fucking her mouth.

“Yeah, thasss right…” He moans out. “Mmm… fuck…”

His orgasm is close. Katie pushes harder into the Red Head, making her go harder and faster on his cock. Her grip tightens on the Red Head’s waist as she pounds the dildo pleasuring the both of them harder.

He growls as he cums down her throat, and she tightens up, squealing as he forces her to swallow every last drop. As he wipes his cock on the Red Head’s face, he looks at Katie, smiling a sick little smile.

“Yeah, you’ll do…” He says to her. “Finish up with her, you can cum if you want, slut. I’m giving you, *permission*.” He chuckles again as he turns off the camera.

As the Red Head coughs and spits a little, recovering from his load, she looks back at Katie, and starts pushing back against her ever so slightly. Her slight pushing egg Katie on as she slowly pushes the dildo into her again. It doesn’t take long until Katie cums on the strap on, the rubbings of the dildo against her clit sending her over the edge.

The man’s grin is one of smug satisfaction as he watches. Soon enough he grabs Katie’s leash, and the long hair of the Red Head and drags them through another door. He shoves both inside a dimly lit room, as Katie notices the shower head built into the wall. He leans against the door before shutting it.

“Get yourselves fucking cleaned up.” He says to them as he slams the door shut, locking behind him. After a moment, Katie can hear her Captor and the other Man in the next room talking.

“Yeah, she’ll do fine. Blondes go for a lot.” The man’s voice says. “Probably 10-15K for the first couple of weeks.”

Katie sinks to the floor, holding her knees close to her chest as she listens to them talk like she’s some toy or piece of meat. Their chuckles mingle with the sound of the running water as the Red Head slides down next to Katie. Her body is warm, and shivering as she starts to cry again.

Their conversation continues.

“So you said you already have someone interested?” The Captor’s voice asks.

“Yeah, sick motherfucker.” The other man says gruffly. “I’ll show him the tape. Probably will pay premo for some alone time with blondie. Get her fucking dolled up first though…”

The Red Head whimpers softly, snuggling into the crook of Katie’s neck, as the shower rains down on them as thoughts run through their mind of what could possibly come next…

A young woman is introduced to dominant sex by another woman.

Note: This story is partly inspired by an original called “Dr’s Orders”, by an unavailable ‘Parker’, to whom I extend my thanks.

Prologue.

Twenty year-old Chelsy Peters fought to stay awake, as she leaned her gloriously naked body carefully forward, her lovely breasts rubbing against the smooth wall. Her sweet young flesh was firm and flawless, gleaming softly in the subdued lighting, her long shapely legs trembled gently in tension, as she balanced carefully on the balls of her bare feet. Her arms were stretched out high above her, her wrists strapped to restraints bolted into the wall, the rest of her lovely body was free to move. Her rich chestnut coloured hair, hung in soft waves down her back, finally spilling over on to her luscious buttocks.

It was not that she wanted to stay awake; the last few days had sometimes been full of pain, given an option, she would certainly have chosen blessed sleep. Mistress’s mind had seemed to be on other things lately, she had hurt her ‘subby’ a couple of times, not intentionally of course. It had not always been so, Mistress had always been very considerate of her, being careful not to cause her real pain. She would never have left Chelsy alone before, like now… it was far too dangerous. Her mind came back to the present, if she even started to drift off, she would begin to lose her upright posture, she would start to slide down.

And that would have the effect of pulling painfully on the two small stainless-steel rings, that were each embedded in her lush nipples. They in turn were connected by way of the two-hundred-pound-test nylon lines, which ran invisibly and tautly upwards to the restraints above her. One more similar line was connected invisibly to a matching ring embedded in her clitoral hood, just above her nubby love-bud. The nylon lines had a certain stretch built in them, there was a small but needed tolerance that eased the pain on her extremely sensitive goodies.

She remembered when the Mistress had lovingly put the rings in her, the intense pleasure she had felt as her most sensitive areas had been embellished. The rings had bought her much pleasure in the past, as Mistress had played her body like a fine violin, an instrument of love, the controlled pain was an extremely erotic pleasure.

Now all that was changed, and she didn’t know why and her eyes suddenly filled with tears. Moaning, she fought against the exhaustion which threatened to overwhelm her – she had been in this position for almost two hours – and she tried to steady herself as she wiped her cheeks against her raised arms. However, try as she might, she was unable to keep her mind from drifting; drifting back to the days long before this bad time had begun.

Chapter 1.

It seemed like a long time ago, although it was barely a couple of years. Only a year out of high school, and at a loose end, the job as a receptionist for Dr. Joyce Swan had seemed like a god-send to Chelsy. The work was interesting and not too hard, and the doctor had been so nice. Then came the fateful day she had returned to the office, late on a Friday evening, to pick up a file she had forgotten to take home with her. It was not on her own desk, so she went into the Doctor’s office to look for it.

She found the file almost immediately, and was about to leave, when she became aware of a strange muffled noise, it seemed to be coming from behind the door in the back of the office. It was a door that she had assumed led to the Doctor’s private washroom, it had always been locked, but it was ajar now. Curious, she pushed it open and went inside and was surprised to find herself in a full bathroom.

It was quite large, complete with a built-in bath, there was even a bidet next to the regular toilet. A grey granite topped vanity ran along one mirrored wall, with two separate sinks, and there was a large separate shower stall with frosted glass doors. Next to it was another door, this one however was closed. For the first time she began to feel a little scared, the sound was louder now, but definitely coming from whatever was behind this door.

Her curiosity got the better of her, and she gulped, and opening the door she stepped through it. Chelsy thought for a moment that she was having a bad dream, as she quickly took in the bizarre scene before her, and her eyes widened as she realised what was going on. She had heard about such things, never imagined that one day she would actually see them. There was a young girl, she couldn’t have been more than sixteen years old, strapped face down on an examination table. She was writhing in pain from what was being done to her lovely naked body, her head rolled from side to side as she moaned softly in one continuous long wail.

Her wrists and ankles were strapped to the table, her lovely ass was in the air at the far end, and a naked Dr. Swan stood behind her, facing Chelsy. Her head was down, her hands on the girl’s hips, pulling and thrusting, her mouth wide open in sensual pleasure as she abused the young flesh before her. Her firm shapely breasts swung erotically in time with her movement against the screaming girl, and she herself was moaning loudly as her hips drove hungrily into the girl’s buttocks. Chelsy could see she wore a harness of some sort, then she realised what was happening… the Doctor was fucking the girl with a strap-on dildo, a rubber cock!

Chelsy looked on in horror, and the world seemed to collapse around her as she stood there stupefied at the scene unfolding in front of her. She screamed then froze, unable to move, as Dr. Swan looked up and saw her, and reluctantly pulled away from her young victim. It was only then that Chelsy saw the rubber cock strapped to her hips … it seemed enormous to her horrified gaze. It bobbed lewdly around on her employer’s glistening body, and then the floor rushed up to meet poor Chelsy as she fainted.

Chapter 2.

She didn’t know how long she was unconscious, but when she woke up, she was naked and strapped into a gyno exam chair, that was next to the table. She was on her back with her gorgeous ass up in the air, her wrists were strapped to the arms of the chair. Her swelling thighs and lovely legs were stretched wide open, her pussy obscenely displayed, her feet were locked in the stirrups. She had never felt so vulnerable and exposed in her life!

As Chelsy looked rather dazedly up, she saw her sexy looking body reflected in the mirrored ceiling, which extended throughout the room, and she looked around, as much as she could in her limited position. The room was quite large, there was even a king-sized bed in one corner, then she looked across at Dr. Swan, as she continued to fuck the softly moaning girl, and even in her own distress, Chelsy realised that her employer had a truly beautiful body, not really hinted at under her normally loose work clothing. Dr. Swan leaned forward as she thrust once more into the girl, then she saw that Chelsy was awake, and smiled with pleasure as she looked at her new captive, her eyes taking in the loveliness now spread open before her.

She panted: “So we’re awake now.. all ready to play some nice games are we!”

And she laughed, drooling a little as she continued to fuck the young girl. The pace and depth of her strokes varied, the angle of her attack changed, as she hit the sensitive walls of the girl’s vagina. Chelsy watched in fascination despite herself, as the Doctor fucked the heaving girl, she was quite expert at it thought Chelsy rather clinically. She struggled to speak, but it was no use… a large plastic ball was fastened into her mouth with a leather strap and she hated it.

The Doctor panted: “Bear with me Chelsy sweetheart, I won’t be much longer here with Cathy, then I’ll get around to you. Afterwards, we can all have more fun together.” She laughed shakily as she continued: “And you are a really unexpected bonus tonight … you don’t know how much I’ve looked forward to this moment!”

All the while she was talking she was ramming the dildo into the young girl, who was panting in pleasure
now, obviously welcoming the abuse of her young body. The Doctor reached down with one hand, and began fingering her anus, and the girl started moaning in pain again as she felt the fingers invading her rear-end.

Chelsy was ashamed when her nipples hardened despite herself… she was actually starting to get turned on by the lewd scene, her belly was starting to get that familiar ache that always denoted sexual arousal. As her mind absorbed this unexpected re-action, she finally realised that the young girl was no longer moaning in pain … she was moaning now in obvious pleasure as the dildo pounded into her pussy, and her lovely ass raised up to meet the probing fingers in her anus.

The Doctor groaned loudly in pleasure, as she eased her fingers deep into the girl’s ass, finger-fucking her, as the girl groaned again and again. While the strap-on cock did it’s deadly work, the Doctor’s trembling fingers thrust further and further into the girl’s rectum, reaming her out, as now they both groaned in pleasure. Then the girl screamed in agony again, as her anal opening was stretched impossibly wide, but Dr. Swan was merciless as her squished-up hand forced it’s way in, almost up to the final knuckles.

Now the girl heaved and spasmed, as her vagina sucked at and clenched around the invading dildo. Her sphincter had loosened then tightened around the invading fingers in her ass, as the double fucking intensified, and finally she screamed heartrendingly, as she started to climax in the most powerful orgasm of her young life. Her eyes were enormous liquid pools, her bowels had melted inside her, as her body finally surrendered to the assault upon her. Her rectal walls had become soft pillows of greedy pliant flesh, her tawny anus a sucking mouth, as she desperately sought for
her final release.

She screamed out heartrendingly: “OH JEEESUS …. YESSS!” and tried to raise her body to meet the objects of her intense need, the pounding rubber cock deep in her cunt, and the reaming fingers in her rectum!

Then the girl passed out, and after a minute or two, the doctor pulled out of her, panting wildly. She had been fingering her own rear-end with her other hand, and she groaned loudly now as she collapsed on the girl, having her own orgasm while the young girl flooded the table with her juices. After a couple of minutes the Doctor pushed herself upright, and before Chelsy’s horrified eyes, positioned the head of the dildo at the girl’s anus, and without hesitation drove the rubber cock deep into the unconscious girl’s
ass, and started to fuck her limp body.

After a minute of this the girl came around, and screamed once more … but to Chelsy’s utter surprise it was a scream of pleasure, as the dildo pounded into her rectum. Chelsy, who was completely overcome by now with the whole thing, looked on dazedly, as her own pussy throbbed. Then without warning, she herself climaxed in an intense orgasm … and she hadn’t even been touched down there!

Smiling broadly, and looking at Chelsy with glowing eyes, the Doctor fucked the writhing girl in her now very receptive ass, until Cathy orgasmed yet one more time and promptly passed out again. The Doctor finally pulled out of the girl, and held the dildo as it bobbed around in front of her, then waved it at Chelsy suggestively! Then she came over and un-buckled the ball-gag strap, and removed the ball from Chelsy’s mouth, much to her relief. The Doctor’s lovely face was close to hers, and then her sensual lips claimed those of Chelsy’s, and she kissed her passionately as her tongue filled her mouth. And despite herself, Chelsy returned the kiss with equal passion… she couldn’t help it, she was so turned on!

Dr. Swan finally released her, and panted: “I’ve been wanting to do that to you, ever since that first day you walked into my office, you have such a beautiful mouth! And I have wanted to fuck you for a long time, my sweet darling girl… and now I’m going to!”

She looked deep into Chelsy’s wide eyes, and said slowly, and with great feeling: “I am going to teach you so many special things, my dear, and I’m going to keep you for myself.” and she smiled lovingly at Chelsy, as she added, “You are going to be my very own full-time subby, and you will call me Mistress!”

Chelsy’s mind swirled crazily, as the full meaning of what the woman was saying sank into her fevered brain. She was going to be a sexual slave to the whims of this lovely creature before her, and her head spun erotically. Her vagina throbbed as she looked at the big rubber cock, bouncing gently up and down on the Doctor’s naked body … she knew the doctor was going to fuck her, and felt her arousal increase even more, despite herself.

Chelsy gulped as her eyes took in the beautiful firm breasts, with the long dark nipples and thrusting areoles. Her small waist swelled out to curvaceous hips and a luscious ass that melded into lovely thighs and long legs. The thought ran un-bidden through Chelsy’s fevered mind, that if she was going to be fucked by a lesbian, at least she was going to be fucked by a very beautiful one! Dr. Swan hesitated, then she turned around and went over to the still unconscious Cathy and carefully un-strapped her. She pulled the girl up so that she was laying completely on the table, then bent down and kissed the girl’s lovely ass, patted her, then went into the bathroom.

When she came back she had a small pail in one hand, and towels in the other. She very carefully washed off the girl’s body, then dried it. She caressed the girl’s gorgeous ass again, then bent down and very slowly licked it all over, inch by lovely inch. Her hot eyes bored into Chelsy’s, as her tongue lapped and probed at the girls anus, then dipped down and licked at her pussy. Finally she stood up reluctantly, and stroked Cathy’s long golden hair.

Chapter 3.

Then she came and stood in front of Chelsy, admiring her body for a minute or two. She smiled as she saw the evidence of her orgasm, and bent down and gently fingered Chelsy’s baby smooth pussy, keening softly in her throat. Chelsy trembled as her gleaming clitoris was exposed by the probing fingers, and her head went back in reluctant pleasure as the Doctor’s mouth closed around her puffy mound, and she nibbled and licked at her throbbing love-bud. Chelsy was also trembling in anticipation, she
knew what was coming next as she remembered the bobbing rubber cock!

The Doctor reluctantly raised her mouth from the delectable dish and stood up, her strap-on waving around. Then leaning over, she carefully positioned the cock-head at Chelsy’s wet pussy, and paused for a long moment, as her eyes bored into Chelsy’s. Then without further hesitation, she rammed the cock-head deep into Chelsy’s throbbing cunt, and the young receptionist screamed at the sudden pain, then burst into tears and started bawling like a little child.

A half an hour or so later, Chelsy, who had long ago stopped crying, protested feebly as the cum drenched rubber cock was finally pulled out from her spasming cunt. She had noisily and juicily climaxed again and again, even as she fought not to, but her aroused and horny body had betrayed her completely. The sense of being dominated by this beautiful woman was an over-powering aphrodisiac that she could fight no longer … she belonged to Dr. Joyce Swan completely, hers to do with whatever she wanted.

Afterwards, the Doctor had taken off the strap-on, and cleaned it and herself up, and kissed Chelsy with some passion. She had not released her, or cleaned her up though, and her glistening body was still covered in pussy juices … hers and the Doctor’s. Chelsy vaguely wondered how many times she had cum, she had lost count as every one seemed to run into the next. Thank goodness the Doctor hadn’t tried to do it to her in her rear-end, she thought to herself, she had fully expected her to. Then she gulped and flushed, as she remembered the crazy thoughts that had run through her mind as she had flooded the chair for the last time, actually wondering what it would be like to be fucked in her ass!

Chelsy had noticed that Cathy had revived, while she herself was being fucked, sitting up on the table and watching in fascination, her face flushed, she was obviously turned on by all the action. Her fingers were deep in her pussy, as she fingered herself to yet another orgasm. It was clear that she was no longer a victim… she was now a player in the game that was about to further unfold.

The Doctor pulled up a couple of chairs, and beckoned Cathy over to one as she herself sat down in front of Chelsy. She was keening softly in her throat as she examined her glistening body closely, taking in the true loveliness of her naked body. Cathy started stroking Chelsy’s thigh softly, obviously trying to help calm her down a little, and Chelsy flashed her a tiny smile of gratitude.

Joyce’s long fingers probed and stroked, and as they strayed to her ass, Chelsy trembled, then she gasped aloud as she felt a cum covered finger invade her anus, and push firmly into her for as far as it could, and wriggle around inside her. Automatically, she lifted her ass up to meet the probing finger, and the Doctor smirked knowingly at young Cathy who smiled rather tremulously back, she knew all about anal delights!

Then she eased the fingers of one hand into Chelsy’s sopping wet vagina, and deftly scooped out some cum. She applied the goo to the young woman’s anus, and started to push her fingers into her, gently at first, lubricating her. She scooped out some more cum, and pushed two of her fingers further in the tawny ass-hole before her, and started to firmly ream out the protesting sphincter, stopping to add more cum and fingers, from time to time. Chelsy groaned in agony, then suddenly and amazingly, her ring of muscle started to soften, and allowed the Doctor’s fingers, all four of them now, to enter her up to the last knuckles.

She moaned, the pain was still intense, but bearable now, and imperceptibly her sphincter relaxed even more. Joyce Swan picked up on this immediately, and she withdrew her fingers much to Chelsy’s surprise, all of a sudden her body felt empty, abandoned, but not for long! The Doctor un-snapped the dildo from the harness, and carefully inserted the head of it into Chelsy’s open anus, then pushed it firmly into her ass, ignoring Chelsy’s pleas for her to stop. Chelsy screamed out once more, in agony this time from the all-encompassing pain in her abused rear-end, and once again she fainted, as the dildo started to piston in and out of her rectum.

Chapter 4.

She had finally swum back into consciousness, to find that both her love-holes were being filled with vibrating and thrusting dildos. The Doctor had the one in her ass, and young Cathy held the other deep in her spasming vagina, as they double-fucked her until she climaxed yet again, this time screaming in obvious pleasure. Then she had been finally released from her straps and stirrups when it became obvious she was now a willing player in this erotic game. They had moved over to the bed to continue their pleasure, where the Doctor’s inventive mind was a cess pool of lewd sensuality.

Now Chelsy’s pussy was being entertained with another very interesting vibrator … this one had an extra little attachment, that concentrated on her ‘g-spot’. Chelsy had loved it at first, but she had to finally beg the Doctor to take it out, it was too much for her, the vibrating pleasure too concentrated on one tiny area. The Doctor had regretfully complied, then smiled widely at her two neophytes as she asked Cathy if she would like to fuck Chelsy herself.

The young girl’s enthusiastic ‘Yes Please!’ made both the women laugh out loud.

Chelsy was enjoying herself now, really turned on and ready for more, and watched with glowing eyes as the girl quickly strapped on the harness, and positioned herself above Chelsy, then in one easy thrust pushed the ‘cock’ all the way into her greedy vagina, nudging at her cervix.

Then she had really gone to town on Chelsy, after telling her, ‘Please … cum real good for me!’ And Chelsy had happily obliged as they both climaxed madly, flooding each other with proof of their mutual delight. Finally the Doctor had laid down on her back with her own strap-on buried deep in Chelsy’s straddling cunt, and Cathy had mounted Chelsy doggy-style, and fucked her in the ass at the same time.

Chelsy would never forget that first time when the two lovely bodies had greedily sandwiched her between them, and she had given herself to them completely. After which, Joyce and Cathy took turns in going down on Chelsy, eating her out to pussy-draining orgasms, while their fingers titillated her now receptive anus. Chelsy thought she had died and gone to heaven, she loved being eaten out! Then she and the girl took turns in eating out each other, while Joyce watched them in pleasure … her fingers flew in her own spasming cunt as she in turn climaxed herself, again and again.

Chelsy had never cum so much in her life … her pussy and rear-end were almost numb by now, but she stuck it out, finally collapsing in complete exhaustion on Cathy, as she and the young girl fucked themselves and each other, with a double-ended dildo one last time. Finally they took a break, all of them were covered in pussy juice and cum, they were a sight to see, but the Doctor wasn’t finished with them yet. As they rested, panting on the bed, she inserted a speculum into Chelsy’s vagina, and opened her up wide, revealing the pink insides leading to her cervix, while Cathy watched in fascination over the Doctor’s shoulder.

Then the Doctor carefully inserted some kind of vibrating probe into the cervical passage, and Chelsy had nearly passed out again in the purest of pleasure, as her vagina flooded out of control. Then the treatment was repeated in her rectum, and she screamed in delight at the intense sensations on the flesh inside her, as she climaxed over and over again. Soon it was Cathy’s turn, and by the time the Doctor had finished with them, they were both completely wiped out … basket cases! Chelsy felt as if she would never cum again in her life, and Cathy was blissfully unconscious again, and didn’t have any thoughts at all.

Chapter 5.

They had woken up groggily the next morning, and they were all a complete mess. Joyce Swan had told them to go pee or whatever, but they would clean up later. Then she had smilingly asked them if they would like to fuck her with the strap-ons, and Chelsy and Cathy, still aching and sore from their recent exertions, couldn’t believe their ears! Then as it sank in, they grinned broadly and lewdly at each other as they eagerly strapped on the dildos, payback time! The Doctor had smiled to herself as she saw the little by-play, she knew better.

They had taken turns in fucking the Doctor, first in her beautiful baby-smooth pussy that was completely devoid of hair, then in her gorgeous ass, which had proved very receptive to the invasions! Her orgasms were spectacular, her lovely body was a perfectly tuned instrument for the pleasures that she obviously enjoyed immensely. Chelsy had realised by now that here was a woman of vast experience, she was extremely sensual, she had refined her sexual skills to awesome heights. Chelsy began to think that she might actually like to be this lovely creature’s ‘subby’… the sex was outstanding!

Then she and Cathy had both fucked Joyce at the same time, sending her screaming far over the edge into the abyss of climactic orgasm. The two young women were amazed by Joyce’s horniness, it seemed as if she was insatiable… she just couldn’t get enough of them. They had a problem staying with her as her body heaved all over the bed, in her most spectacular orgasm yet.

Afterwards, as the Doctor lay panting on her back, now completely wiped out herself, Chelsy crawled up between Joyce’s lovely legs, and slipped her hands under her gorgeous ass-cheeks. She lifted her crotch up to her face, and started licking up the cum that was oozing out of her still wide open cunt. As she looked at the lovely pussy-lips under her mouth, she couldn’t resist, and started to explore the silvery insides of the beautiful pussy.

Even though she had no idea of what to do, this being her first lesbian encounter, her tongue moved inexorably up to the gleaming large nub that was the Doctor’s clitoris, and her mouth closed around it, sucking at it passionately. Joyce moaned in heartfelt pleasure, and clasped Chelsy’s head to her, as Cathy quickly wriggled up and took Joyce’s breasts and nipples in her mouth, and sucked on them just like a little baby searching for milk. And that was the start of another round of worship by the two young women, at the shrine of the Doctor’s lovely and insatiable body.

She took them both into her arms afterwards, while they suckled on her luscious breasts, pulling and twisting at her puffy nipples, telling them that they were the best lovers she had ever had. Then they all showered together, and Cathy who was fascinated by the Doctor’s baby smooth pussy, couldn’t resist kneeling down and chomping on her again, while Chelsy finger-fucked Joyce in her ass.

Afterwards they relaxed on the bed for a while, contentedly stroking each other’s lovely bodies, they were all sore now, especially their rear-ends. Finally they ‘daisy chained’ and took their time, as very carefully they ate each other out, and they all climaxed together in one very low key orgasm. Once more they slept.

Chapter 6.

As Chelsy came back to the present, she remembered those first experiences with great pleasure. She recalled that after the

erotic week-end they had all enjoyed together, Dr. Swan had soon moved young Cathy into her house. She was an orphan, being cared for by foster parents, who had gladly taken up the Doctor’s offer to take her off their hands, they had three other children of their own to look after.

Shortly afterwards, Chelsy moved in too, as a necessary part of her new role as ‘subby’ to her Mistress, and neither young woman had ever looked back since. Chelsy had remained the Doctor’s receptionist for another year, then when another woman, a qualified Nurse had been hired, Chelsy quit going to the office and took over from Cathy, who had acted as sort of a housekeeper when she had finished school. Now she was being groomed for something else… courtesan first class.

Cathy was almost nineteen now, absolutely gorgeous, and a budding nymphomaniac. She was also the youngest ‘girl’ in the small exclusive stable of very lovely young women, that Dr. Joyce Swan operated on the side for the sexual pleasure of other women.

Her ‘girls’ were in great demand all over the world, for a substantial fee, naturally. Chelsy was the only one that had been off-limits to customers, she was the sole property of the Doctor … the full-time ‘subby’ to the Mistress. Cathy was away in London right now, had been gone for almost a week and Chelsy had missed her dreadfully. The two had become lovers with the Doctor’s blessing, she took great delight and pleasure in watching them making love together.

As Chelsy’s thoughts spilled over, her body sagged a little, then she gasped as her nipples were pulled up, and her tits elongated like ice cream cones. Her baby smooth pussy mound was pulled upwards, and she arched her back in sexual pleasure. Her pussy lips and clitoris throbbed, as she carefully put more weight on her invisible bonds. Now her nipples and pussy mound were in pain… almost unbearable, but not quite.

This was the fine line between pain and pleasure, that Mistress had taught her to walk very carefully! Suddenly her body writhed gently as she climaxed, and her pussy flooded gratefully, as she orgasmed again and again, her juices running down her thighs and legs to the floor.

Soon after that, Dr. Swan returned and released Chelsy. She made a big fuss over her, telling her how sorry she was, how bad she was, for leaving her alone like that. She was in a good mood, and they pleasured each other for the rest of the night, and everything was all okay again. Chelsy found out what had been the problem, and she could have kicked herself for not realising it earlier… Mistress was missing Cathy too!

So much so that Joyce had already phoned her client in London, telling her to send Cathy’s sweet ass back home immediately, cost no object. The client had laughed delightedly, and asked no questions, they were old friends … old lovers. Cathy called later that New York night, London’s morning, all of a twitter, worried and not understanding anything at all, saying she was due back on the next ‘Concorde’ at the client’s expense. Then she and Chelsy had a tearful re-union over the phone, as Chelsy snuggled happily in her Mistress’s arms.

Now that was class, thought Joyce Swan, and made a note to call the client back next day, to thank her, and set something special up for her. The number two young woman in the stable – Ivana – was in Paris, due to leave soon, and Joyce decided to re-route her to London for three or four days, on the house of course.

Epilogue.

She took a deep breath, and considered for a moment … things were evolving. And right there and then she resolved to take Cathy off the list of available girls for her clients, she was family now, just like Chelsy. And Dr. Swan knew she had made the right decision as her fertile mind crystallised, thinking that this could be the right time for the two younger women to take more of an active part in running the business.

For quite a while she had been toying with the idea of satisfying some of her more erotic and prurient clients, those who had a taste for forbidden female flesh … young pre-teen girls. As long as the girls could cum, age was no problem, in fact the younger the better it seemed. Her talks with some of the women, indicated that girls up to the age of twelve would be very much in demand.

Several of them had said that a mother & daughter combination would be great too, if that could be arranged. Joyce knew the penalties if she was caught would be very severe, but the financial rewards were enormous. The problem as she saw it would be getting young girls who would suit her purpose, but when she had arranged for Cathy to come and live with her, she had talked at some length with Cathy’s foster-mother.

She had not been surprised to learn that the fostering system was stretched to the limit, the authorities were screaming for placement homes, not too many questions asked due to lack of funds and competent staff. She had contacted the local Agency and told them she was thinking of opening a Foster Home for young girls, with herself as it’s Director.

Of course, the fact that she was an established and well respected Doctor in the area, didn’t hurt her image, and she had been promptly told that her Foster Home licenses etc. would be waiting for her whenever she wanted… how many girls could she take, and when, please. She thought that Chelsy and Cathy could run that for her, they were young and smart, and she figured they would have an eye for young girls who were already aware of their own sexuality, and had the potential for being young lovers for attractive women.

There was one thing that she had kept secret from Chelsy and Cathy, and it was the fact that she herself was one of those women who liked youthful flesh! Her youngsters were girls ranging in age from nine to twelve years-old, the daughters of some of her local clients. Now Joyce wanted to bring some fresh young bodies in … she needed some ‘strange!’

These youngsters could be the nucleus of her new venture, she had already rather hesitantly sounded out their mothers, and been surprised at their eager responses. Every one of them wanted in on the scheme, ready-made mom and daughter combinations. And why not, this way they would have access to a large circle of potential lovers, and make some really good money too! Since they were all lovely and sexually desirable women, that had decided Joyce, and she had a pretty good notion that Chelsy and Cathy would jump at the idea too, figuring also that they would not be averse to involvement with younger girls themselves.

Once she had come home unexpectedly early from a business trip, and found them in bed making passionate love to a thirteen year-old girl named Wendy, who was Cathy’s niece and here on a visit with her mom, Christine, who was also in the bed. Joyce had turned down their offer to share the girl with her, reluctant to reveal her secret, but had quickly taken Cathy’s sister to her own room, where she made that lovely young lady think that she had died and gone to heaven.

And even as she made passionate love to the mother, she thought of the daughter’s lovely naked body that had been displayed for her approval. Such a beautiful and juicy looking little pussy, and she salivated as she imagined herself feeding on the young girl’s sex, and hungrily draining every drop of cum down her throat into her own belly.

Since the next day was Saturday, and Christine didn’t have to go back home until the following Monday, she was invited to stay over for the week-end and instantly agreed. By the time she left, she had agreed to become one of Joyce’s ‘girls’, along with her daughter of course. And not only that, Joyce had succumbed to her secret desires and expertly gone down on Wendy while the others watched in fascination, and the young girl had moaned in delighted pleasure, then burst into happy tears as she flooded Joyce’s face again and again.

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I spent 2 weeks away from college at a hospital to do case study work for my degree in nursing. I was part of a group – there were 9 other women, all 10 to 20 years older than me. I was 19 at the time.

The other women all knew each other, went 2 the same postgraduate program. I was kind of a prodigy, an undergrad in an advanced studies program. Over the 2 weeks I became the group’s mascot.

On our last night, we celebrated. They had plotted 2 get me drunk – and succeeded. As we moved from bar 2 bar, the touching of me, the grazing of breasts, the hands on my thighs, became commonplace. They all took turns dirty dancing with me, goading me to rub my pussy on their outstretched leg.

When I could no longer stand, two of the women assisted me a cab. Each put an arm under mine. Each grabbed a breast, squeezed them as we walked. In the cab, each took a leg, draped it over theirs.

I remember the cabbies eyes in the mirror as the women pulled my panties aside, exposing my sex.They shared a laugh laughed as I whimpered, Please stop, please don’t do that. Despite myself, I got aroused.

At the hotel, in the leaders suite, they laid me on a coffee table, stripped me naked. While they waited 4 the rest of the group they invaded my pussy with a candle. It dangled from me as the rest of the group filled the room.

Someone started frigging me with the candle. Hands were all over my breasts. I remember saying “Please, please stop” when a woman straddled my face, her naked cunt stilling my voice.

These dykes started taking turns eating me out, sometimes two at once. I had my first orgasm. In the rare moment when someone wasn’t sitting on my face, I saw the other women round me, fondling each other as they watched the spectacle I had become.

From the chatter, I learned they had wagered on how many times they cud make me cum. One said she wouldn’t stop working on me til I came 10 times. As their tongues worked on me, I remember grinding my pussy up to their faces.

The woman who had bet I would cum tenfold had a tongue stud with little spikes on the ball. Her tonguing gave me at least five orgasms. Then they buried a vibrating egg in me, drank and watched as I spasmed.
I guess, exhausted, I passed out. When I awoke in mid-morning, I was alone in a king-size bed. I had been bathed, powdered, perfumed. A Thank You card was on the pillow, signed by all nine of them.
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SORORITY INITIATION

My roommate and I pledged a sorority. Lotsa stupid stuff (crawling in the woods in the dark, eating cat food) but I could never have imagined what happened to me on initiation night.

The nite started with a call. My pledge mother was on the phone telling me to be at the the house at exactly 8 PM. Come alone. Stand at the front door. Someone will get you. Don’t bring anything but your car keys – no purse, no food, NOTHING.

At 8:02, the door swung open and one of the sisters yanked me into the house. I saw my roomie sitting on the couch, blindfolded. Another pledge sat on an opposite couch, blindfolded too. A sister stood, looking stern, watching over the us to make sure that there was no talking.

They took my keys, blindfolded me, led me to the couch. The house was four stories tall and I realized that whatever was going on, was going on on the third and fourth floors. I heard, very faintly, a girl yelping.

One by one, me last, they led us to the top floor. Take off your blindfold, the pledge mother ordered. She led me to a bedroom. Three sisters were crowded round a computer, speaking very softly.

The pledge mother said, “There are three stages to the initiation. Every girl has to do Stage 1. Then, you pick two cards to determine if you go to stage two or three. If you want us to stop, you will say Dentist. We will stop but we’ll never contact you again.”

A sister got a poster board with slits in it. In the slits were handmade cards. I picked two cards. The pledge mother gave them to the sisters at the computer. They began to whisper and type on the PC.

Pledge mother said, “OK stage one. You know we pride ourselves on our appearance. We need to look at your body. Strip to your bra and panties, sweety.” I strip to my black lace bra and black lace boyshorts.

“Take off your bra,” the pledge mother demanded. I let my bra fall to the floor. Nice titties, a sister said. Now show us your pussy. I was mortified but thankful that I had shaved my pussy that morning.

I lay on the bed. Two sisters propped my legs up. Pledge mother rubbed my panties over my snatch. Then she said “Take off your panties and hand them to me.” I did as told. Then she sniffed them!!

The four sisters took turns sniffing my panties. I couldn’t believe my eyes. My pledge mother said “So far so good. Now open your legs wide.” The four girls stared at my pussy. Then they pushed my legs back to look at my anus.

They held my legs open, took pics of my tits, cunt and asshole! Then they uploaded the pics to the PCs. The pledge mother announced “You’re a go for Stage 2.” I heard a girl scream FUCK! from another room.

They threw me a robe, walked me down the hall to the bath. The Pledge mother said “The second card you picked was a masturbation card. Take off the robe, sit on the counter and masturbate with one hand until you cum.”

I didn’t know if I was going to cry, piss, throw up or cum right on the spot. The girls sat in fold-up metal chairs like they were waiting for a play to begin! I felt like a zombie but I couldn’t back out.

I sat on the counter, cold on my ass, awkwardly started rubbing my dry pussy until the pledge mother huffed, said “I’ll make you wet, bitch.” She sucked on my nipple. I watched her tongue me and started to get wet.

“Open your legs,” a sister said. I opened them, displayed my wetness. I began to rub my clit and pinch my nipple with my left hand. A sister said “Open it up with your fingers and let us see your hole.”

I displayed my hole. All four of them stared, looked turned on. I put a finger in my pussy, started pumping. It felt so good. Two fingers, a sister said. I did as told, finger-fucked myself harder now.

I opened my eyes. All four girls had their hands in their pants. I felt awesome! I had four girls getting off to me getting off. One girl asked, “Wanna see my pussy?” Yes, I said, rubbing my clit furiously.

She stood, pulled her mini skirt up, pulled her panties down, opened her lips and displayed herself. The pledge mother started to moan. I secretly wanted to eat her even though I’d never done that before.

“Finger your ass, slut,” the pledge mother said, her face bright red. Anything you want, I said. I put a finger back in my pussy, got it wet, pumped that finger in my ass. I was going to cum soon.

I’m about to cum, I whispered. I gave my clit the final rub I needed, screamed FUCK as I came. Then I watched as one by one, the four girls orgasmed. “Good girl!” the pledge mother said. “You’re a sister now.”

Later that night, I learned from my roomie that I got off easy. The sisters who took her to a bedroom kept her blindfold on and she had to pull a train with five fraternity guys. She said she loved it.
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MY ROOMMATE WITH THE STRAP-ON DILDO

You know I’m bi but I want to tell you how I got to that place. I belonged to a sorority. Because of our sisters talk, my roomie and I knew a lot about frat guys, like who’s good in bed, the size of their dicks, etc.

One night my roomie Lisa said she had details on a guy we thought was cute and nice. He wasn’t a love ‘em and leave ‘em kinda guy. Had a megaphallus and knew how to use it. Loved oral. His kink was a finger in your ass.

Lisa said shed been fantasizing about sex with a guy with a very large cock. In bed, lights out, we shared penis size stories. I got turned on by Lisa’s stories, started to rub myself under the sheets.

Lisa said, “You ever wanted to have a monster cock?” I giggled, said “Sounds hot.” She noticed my voice was shaking. “Are you OK?”

Getting ever more excited, I came, not caring whether Lisa heard my stirrings.
Satiated, I fell asleep. Later, a noise wakened me. Lisa was next to my bed. She reached for my breast. Confident as she always, she found my erect nipple, rubbed it between her thumb and forefinger.
I moaned, reached to feel Lisa’s breast. My stomach was full of butterflies. My trembling hand grasped her large breast.

Lisa knew I was ready. She moved to kiss me. A jolt of excitement shot to my pussy. Lisa pulled my nightie over my breasts, took a nipple into her mouth. I had to cum now. I rubbed my clit. She pushed my hand aside, slid two fingers into my pussy while rubbing my clit with her thumb. Fucckkkk. My voice was shaky from my orgasm.

Then Lisa revealed a strap-on dildo, put it on, lay on me, ground her pubic bone on my clit. “Ever been with a girl before?,” she asked. “You’re the first,” I said.

She pushed into me roughly. Gentle became a thing of the past. She fucked me hard, like a man who had taken many women without their consent. Something about fucking, vs. being fucked changed her.

As she worked the monster cock deeper, she started calling me names. Whore. Cocksucker. Stuff like that. Involuntarily, I started humping back. Never, ever did that with a guy. This went on for about 10 minutes, grunting, cursing, sweating, her female side gone from the room.

Then something weird happened. Her whole body actually vibrated. She squirted hot liquid onto me.
She collapsed on me as I had my own orgasm. The best I’d ever had. Lisa the girl returned, rolled off, kiss me softly. “I’ve wanted to do that all semester,” she said. “You can do that til the last final,” I said.

Lisa got pregnant that summer, didn’t return to school. But I didn’t waste time. I bought a strap-on and seduced my new roomie in two weeks.

Tender moments with my sister

I was staying with my sister for a couple of weeks at her nice apartment. She was helping me get back on track after I’d dropped out of college due to my promiscuous reputation getting out of control. Her man was working abroad at the time and it gave us chance to get really close again. We’d drifted apart because she’d spent the last few years away at university and now had a good job that demanded most of her time. I was eighteen and she five years older and now that we were both grown up young women we looked almost identical. Except she had classy clothes and make up and well styled hair.

She took some time off work to be with me and we just lazed around her apartment and chatted. I realised how much I’d missed her these last few years, she’d been my mentor when I was growing up. It was her, not Mum, that had given me advice about my body and becoming a woman. She explained about periods and boys, she cheered me up when I was upset because all the other girls at school needed proper bras and my boobs hadn’t appeared yet. I remember she’d shown me her boobs so I’d know what mine would most likely be like. She reassured me that my breasts would appear soon enough.

It was the talks about sex that drew us so close together again. I told her I still hadn’t had a proper boyfriend yet and had let myself be passed around at college. I knew most of the boys there considered me an easy lay and I admitted I was and enjoyed myself being that way. She didn’t judge me or look down on me or anything, so I didn’t hold back when telling her about my being gangbanged at Carl’s place.

I gave her all the juicy details of the sordid performance that had led to me having to pull out of college, how I’d been had from behind by Carl while I sucked on Pete’s cock. How Jake had fucked me so hard and done everything he wanted with me. They were nice while I was sucking them off and letting them all screw me but as soon as they’d done with me they threw me out. Then they bragged around college how they’d all taken turns on me and now everyone there thought me a cheap easy slut.

“Oh, Steffanie,” was all she said to me in sympathy. There wasn’t much else she could say. I had behaved like a slut and now I was paying the price.

I asked her if she’d ever had a threesome or done a gangbang. She said no, but had got turned on listening to my account despite the sad ending. She said she wouldn’t consider going with other guys but if her boyfriend told her to fuck other men then she would. It would be another way of serving him and she’d enjoy it if it pleased him. It wouldn’t matter what the other men thought about her because it would all be for her and her man. The other men would just be serving a purpose.

She asked if I’d do a gangbang again after what happened the first time. I confessed that secretly I got off on being so used and still get aroused thinking about sucking and being fucked by three cocks. She just smiled when I told her that. I wanted to know more about what her and her man got up to, the different ways he takes her.

“Wait here I’ve something to show you,” she said, “I’ll be about ten minutes,” and she scurried off to her bedroom and called back, “I want to know what you think.”

I didn’t know what to expect, just that it would be something to do with sex. Maybe a dildo or something, but that wouldn’t take ten minutes to fetch. I couldn’t guess so just sat and waited. I was gob smacked when she returned making a grand entrance. She came and stood posing before me.

My elder sister, what a vision she looked dressed only in patent high heels and black PVC lingerie. Very kinky, but very stunning. It was a three piece set she was wearing, a tiny thong with matching garter belt and a skimpy push up bra that left her nipples exposed. Each piece beautifully made with pretty lace trims and expensive looking metal clips holding up her sheer black silk stockings. All very slutty but very classy as well, it looked superb on her.

“I can’t believe how kinky you are,” I exclaimed, “my big sis dressed up like a porn star.”

“He wants me to wear this under my coat and go meet him at his office, then he’s going to fuck me over his desk like a whore.” She waited for my reaction.

I thought she looked brilliant, and told her I loved the idea of the office fuck.

“Come see the rest of my stuff,” she said, and I followed her to her bedroom to see her sexy lingerie collection.

It was amazing, not a bra and panty drawer with everything crammed in like I had. She had each set in nice little open boxes so all the pieces were neatly together. A leather basque hung in her wardrobe alongside fishnet body stockings and animal print camisoles. There was another PVC lingerie set with studs on and a rubber mini skirt only about 9 inches long.

A separate section was filled with more conventional styles from France and Italy, really, really pretty all of it, and very, very sexy. An exquisite garter belt set in a slinky sheer fabric caught my eye. Each skimpy piece felt so delicate and soft to the touch, I’d never seen lingerie so lovely.

“I love this one,” I told her.

“Try it on,” she invited me.

So I did. I stripped naked and then stepped into the tiny thong that barely covered my pussy. She helped fasten the garter belt on me and then the matching bra. Together we selected a pair of seamed nylon stockings for me to wear and each leg felt caressed by the sensual fabric as I peeled them on. I’d never worn anything that made me feel so sexy in all my life. She chose a pair of stilettos that complemented my lovely lingerie so I could walk around the bedroom posing for her.

“I want to see us together” she said all excitedly.

So we strutted back to the lounge to admire ourselves in the large mirror that she has there. We made poses like we were top lingerie models, then rushed back to the bedroom to try on different outfits. There we were, two sexy sisters in two sexy outfits admiring how horny we looked. We were having so much fun, all my troubles forgotten as I laughed and giggled with my lovely sister.

After I’d tried on several sets she asked what my favourite outfit had been. It was the first one I told her and she said I could have it as a present. I wanted to wear it again, now it was mine I wanted to enjoy it once more so I went back to her bedroom and changed back into it. When I returned to the lounge my sister had poured us some wine and we rested from our private lingerie show for a while.

There I sat in just my new lingerie and stockings with my sister sitting opposite me in her tiny short rubber mini skirt. She had her legs crossed and was revealing loads of her thigh, her skirt far too short to cover her garter belt straps and stocking tops. She looked such a total slut but I loved seeing her dressed that way. She looked so comfortable and at ease with herself dressed like a whore and it felt good to know how she loves to express her sexuality.

Neither of us wanted to put our dresses back on, we were enjoying the sexy liberation we were sharing. We started chatting openly about sex again. We asked each other more about what we’d each done with guys that we’d been with.

“Have you had it up the bum?” Me no, her yes.

“Have you been caught fucking outdoors?” Me yes, her yes.

“Have you ever kissed a girl?” Me no, her no.

And so on and so on until it got late and she retired to her bed.

That night I woke up in the early hours. I’d been sleeping on her sofa the last few nights and now it had started to feel uncomfortable. I felt thirsty so I got up to go get a glass of water from the kitchen. My sister was in there drinking orange juice and she told me she couldn’t sleep either. She was standing there naked but I didn’t think anything of it and neither did she. I was wearing an old T-shirt and a crummy pair of bed shorts.

“If the sofa is uncomfortable you can come and sleep with me” she offered, “Be like when you were little and you used to come cuddle up with me when you had bad dreams.”

So I accepted and went with her to her big soft bed. She got in first then asked me if I always wore “that horrible outfit to bed.” I said no, but it was all I had to bring with me as I normally sleep naked as well.

“So take it off then.”

I did as she said and slid naked beside her. Curled up to her with my hand across her tummy. I told her how much I’d enjoyed the day, trying on all her lingerie and being so open talking about sex with her. I told her how I felt seeing her looking so slutty and sexy in her rubber mini-skirt, how I’d like to dress like that for my ideal man when I found him.

She said that her boyfriend had ordered her to wear that skirt with stockings and heels many, many times. That about a month before he’d had her wearing it with no panties. He’d ordered her to get on her back on the kitchen floor and open her legs for him, show him her cunt, open herself for him and call herself filthy things. Then he’d dared her to go out wearing it to a sleazy nightclub with him and she’d done so to prove to him she was his whore.

At the club he paraded her around to show her off and let all the guys there leer and lust after her. He’d touched her up and fingered her in front of them and then in a dark corner fucked her up against the wall. A couple sitting nearby had watched her as she was used like a cheap tramp.

“You filthy slut,” I called her and she laughed because she’d loved every minute of it.

I said it must be wonderful to have someone who loves you daring you to do such exciting things for them. I told her again how I looked forward to the time when I could have such kinky fun with someone who loved me.

“Well I love you,” she said.

I knew she did. I lay there feeling so warm and safe and wanted and loved. I wanted to show her my love, to give something to her to show how much I loved her. But I had nothing to give, I had no money or anything she needed. I thought I could give her a “dare” like her boyfriend had done. I thought she’d like that, something naughty but fun. Then I thought of something to dare her with.

“I love you too,” I told her. I paused, then asked, “Would you do a dare for me because I love you?”

“What take me to a club and dare me to get fucked or something?”

“No, something nicer than that.”

“Go on then, dare me,” she said.

“I dare you to kiss me,” I said. “I dare you to kiss me so we both know what it’s like to kiss a girl.”

“Don’t be silly, we’re sisters that’s taboo.”

“So is going to a club dressed as a whore and being fucked against the wall.”

I went on and on teasing her, told her that she wasn’t as daring as she made out, that she was scared to kiss a girl.

“Go on then, I’ll kiss you,” she said.

I shuffled up and put my face close to hers. “Really? Shall we? So we know what it’s like.”

She put her hand behind my head and pulled my mouth to hers and kissed me gently on the lips. An electric shock ran down my spine and I pulled back. We looked in each others eyes in the soft glow of the dimmed bedside light. She pulled me to her again and this time we both opened our mouths a little as our lips met. This time it was her that pulled back suddenly. We stared again at each other, I felt desire for her lips and her softness, I wanted that electric feeling again.

Our mouths met once more and we opened wider, we both hesitated for a moment, but then started kissing more frantically. Now our lips stayed locked together and the tips of our tongues met and danced together for a few moments. I felt hers move into my mouth and then withdraw. Our lips still together, we pressed harder to each other and I slid my tongue forward and explored her mouth. Our kissing became almost violent it was so passionate. It became too much, it was too intense.

I broke away and rolled onto my back. She moved over to me and put her mouth to mine again. Her tongue touched my lips and gently forced them apart. My mouth opened a little more and she ran her tongue all around just inside my lips. She pulled back and moved her mouth to my breast, she kissed my nipple, licked my nipple, gently sucked my nipple. Then she caressed my other breast in her hand. She stopped and lay with her open mouth on my breast, not moving. I could feel her breathing on my bosom.

“That was beautiful.”

“Yes,” she whispered.

I had my arms around her and she held me. The softness of our flesh together.

She started kissing my breast again, just little kisses one after the other. She started speaking in a quiet and timid voice as if I were the senior sister being addressed.

“Can I dare you now?” she asked.

I pressed her face against my breast as an answer.

“Can I kiss you there?” and she moved her hand and gently touched my vagina.

“Can I taste you, Steffanie?”

I knew I was soaking wet between my legs. I answered “yes” and pushed her head down my body a little. She slowly moved further down softly kissing and licking my body as she went. She stopped when she reached my pubis. Then she changed position, settled herself between my legs, breathed heavily once or twice, then went down on me.

I writhed in anticipation before her mouth touched my pussy. I opened my legs wider to receive her. I felt her lips on my labia and she fired off kisses in quick succession all over my sex. I felt her tongue running the full length of my slit, felt it probing my hole. She opened me with her hands and lapped inside of me.

I felt my juices running, my cunt alive with her touch. I was so wet, so very wet and she kept licking and licking. I started to cum and clenched my bum and pushed up and then with both hands held her head and pressed her face hard into my cunt. I held her there as I came and she kept her mouth open to let my juices flow in.

We froze motionless for what seemed ages. Then she started kissing my cunt again, started lapping again. She moved up my body, exploring my flesh with her mouth. Moved her mouth over my tummy, over each breast, kissed my neck, my forehead, my eyes, my nose and finally my mouth. I tasted myself as she kissed me.

She offered no resistance as I rolled her over and she parted her legs for me. I’d kissed her cunt many times before I whispered “My dare now.” I gently pulled at her labia with my lips, gave the soft folds of her flesh loving little bites that made her gasp. I pressed my tongue to her clit and flicked and teased it.

I tasted her intimate flavour as I lapped at her sweet juicy hole. I felt her spasms and tensions as she flowed onto my tongue until finally she was spent and we lay there clutching each other. I had so many questions for her but I knew all the answers already. She knew my mind, my thoughts. There was nothing to say.

We made love again the next night and we took more dares from each other. She dared me to put my tongue up her asshole and I dared her to wear her tramp rubber mini skirt and slut herself on the floor for me like she had for her lover. I dared her to finger herself in front of me and she dared me to lick her wet shiny fingers. She dared me to pose with my bum in the air and take a butt plug up my back passage.

We were having such kinky fun and it wasn’t long before we were back in her bed, kissing and touching and licking each other. It was all so tender and loving and so very special. It was just for the two of us and nobody else needed to know.

It’s our little sexy secret and always will be.

steffanie xxx

After all of these questions about her had been answered. Sissy then said to the girls I have a very interesting, and wonderful idea? We could all go up to my room and get naked! And that each of us would have to tell their most kinky and sinful sexual fantasy! while masturbating in front of the others. All but Kate thought this was a great idea. Once in Sissy’s room both Patty and Jane were quickly naked and waiting with Sissy not far behind Patty was 18 blond and stood about 5′ 6” had 36” boobs and a little on the pudgy side, weighing about 130# lbs, Jane on the other hand was tall beautiful and slender about about 5′ 8” and weighed 115 #lbs she had about the same size breasts, but had the most incredible fair skin and could have easily been a teen model. She was also of Italian decent with dark brown hair and fiery eyes that had a very sexy and sultry look! Both had been sexually active but had been giving their boyfriends blow jobs instead of intercourse most of the time so as not to become pregnant! This was apparently a common thing with the girls in hi school and that also kept their boyfriend satisfied!
Sissy’s bottom was now bare. She was proudly showing it to these two girls, it was still sore as both of the girls were slowly and tenderly running their fingers around the words Dog Slave Bitch, tracing them. The feeling for Sissy was very sensual, sensitive and quite stimulating! Kate was still standing there and had not made any effort what so ever to get undressed, when the other girls first noticed? come on! Katie strip lets see that young sweet innocent little body of yours!…

Kate was almost red in embarrassment as the other girls got off the bed and started helping her strip. Sissy was setting on the bed watching the painful look of embarrassment in her young friends eyes, almost in tears, she was trying to explain that, she was flat as a board and that she envied most all of the other girls that had developed so much earlier than she. Her sweater was pulled over her head, she was wearing a thin little training bra and when it was removed showed a flat very boyish chest as her breasts were just starting to develop, but her nipples were not boyish at all as they were a dark pink, quite large and were hard with the embarrassment, shame, and the excitement of the moment! The older girls then unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor, tugging on her panties slowly pulling them down so she could step out of them. She then stood there totally nude with one arm trying to cover her chest and the other hand over her hairless little slit!

Sissy had sensed her feelings and had gotten up and walked over to Kate and at first very tenderly put her hand up to Kathie’s face and then took Kate’s hands in hers, and held them out to each side and said, looking her up and down, you! are very lovely….. All three of the girls were amazed at what they saw as she had been hiding the most beautiful and exquisite bare little muff that one could imagine! She had the lips clit thighs and bottom of a much older and well developed young woman, and then as she held Kate’s hands and with the two girls looking on, softly kissed her at first, and then much harder sticking her tongue deep into Kate’s mouth as she did had pulled their arms together. Katie just stood there with the most amazed look on her face! And, the girls watching were speechless!!!!…..Kate was instantly wet and this had not escaped the other girls as Sissy lead her over to the bed and pushed her down onto it, telling her to relax and not to worry at all, as Sissy thought Kathie’s big and well developed nipples were perfect, and that her pubic area was even better. She appeared to be young sweet and innocently untouched, or was she?!

Sissy then said I want you to tell us your most erotic and kinky sexual fantasy while you masturbate in front of us!, and don’t leave any dreadful perverted or sinful detail out! Katie was at first hesitant to start, but with Sissy and the other girls encouragement had allowed her innermost secret fantasy to come poring out!

Kate’s fantasy was about Sissy! Not only did she have a serious crush on her but wanted to control of her. She fantasized about being in charge of Sissy and having her naked willing and to do whatever Kate asked or demanded! Sissy, in Kate’s fantasy would easily submit and to do anything especially if it had to do with forced humiliation and sadistic sex! Katie’s eyes were glassy with lust as she pleasured herself, the thought of this tiny innocent young girl having these thoughts were shocking and very stimulating not only Sissy but to the other girls as well! Sissy was so turned on by the words of this girl and by the perverted thoughts of such an innocent young thing having these so unimaginable thoughts about her, that she too was now masturbating!

The other girls followed Katie with their stories and then Sissy with hers, it was about her, being kidnapped drugged stripped bare and brutally raped by vicious gang of black men who had enormous cocks and that not only was she raped by them she was made to orally service them as they also fucked her hard in the ass! She fantasized about her tits and pussy especially her clit and nipples being sadistically whipped and then burnt with big black Cuban cigars as these sadists took turns puffing on them until they were glowing red hot!and when they were almost done with her they made her swallow huge mouthfuls of cum. While one of the big black men would hold her nose shut so that she would have to gag the cum down between gasps for breath! She was then left bound in a back ally with no clothes, in a puddle of black cock cum and it! was a place where homeless men lived and they two were able to enjoy her helpless naked young body until someone finally untied her!

Sissy when done with her fantasy had slowly climbed on top of Kate’s naked body, as bare skin touched bare skin their young wet mouths engulfed each other in the most lustful display of wanton sinful girl on girl passion!!!.. Sissy had always wanted to kiss someone like this and the fact that it was another girl mattered little, as her arms were now tightly around Kate, in only a matter of moments this had produced sensual goose bumps as naked breasts along with their bare pubic mounds were now grinding together as two swollen clitoris’s were in between pelvic bones, and more driving lust had turned into youthful and euphoric orgasms!!!… At first Kate tried to say no, but any resistance was quickly gone as it was so wonderfully pleasurable she, Katie had been secretly lusting after Sissy for some time and the brand in the shower along with the courage to invite herself, was something she just could not resist! Several more minutes of heavy breathing and trembling orgasms ensued until their lips parted. OMG!!!…was all Katie could say as she caught her breath and could say the words. I knew it would be like this, I have dreamed about you! and love you and want to be with you! Sissy was quick to say in between kisses that I would love to be your slutty plaything, and do what ever you want!!!……

With this Sissy after another lingering kiss slipped off and was setting on the bed as her hands started groping Kate! The touching, had started and Kate had relaxed and closed her eyes. Sissy did what Bull had done to her on their first sexual venture.

She first brutally pinched Katie’s nipples and then pulled and twisted them as hard as she could Katie screamed out in pain! As her eyes were now wide open! This was quickly followed by Sissy doing the exact same thing to Kate’s stimulated and very wet little clitoris OMG, Katie screamed!!!.., stop please, oh! Please, Sissy, don’t, that hurts!.. Sissy didn’t stop at all and kept pinching and pulling on Katie’s virgin clit more forcefully and sadistic than ever ! The other girls watching were quite shocked and fascinated at the spectacle before them. Kate was now beside herself with pain as tears pored down her cheeks but she had done nothing at all to stop Sissy and had not even tried to push her hands away, and was just laying there crying!…

Sissy then rolled her over and with one hand, held her wrists tightly behind her back, she then produced a wide leather belt and started whipping Katie’s bare virgin bottom as hard as she could! Katie was now sobbing! And after a dozen brutal whacks Kate’s white unblemished bottom was almost blood red! She then turned Her back over and ask the two astonished girls Patty and Jane to hold Katie’s legs apart and then started again to brutally whip her wet and swollen mound and especially her cunt and clit that was now sticking up almost pleading for more attention and abuse from the earlier sadistic pinching!. Kate was again beside herself, she was crying almost incoherently and still begging Sissy to stop, after a half dozen more viscous whacks Sissy tossed the belt aside and went down on Katie! Her sore bottom nipples and clit were slowly forgotten as the pain had now turned into incredible oral pleasure along with several orgasms that had easily overcome the brutality of this earlier painful abuse!

Sissy then left her succulent little clit and began kissing her fully on her mouth as Kate’s own taste of pussy was sweetly mixed with a wet and most passionate kiss! Once the kiss had run its course and Katie had regained most of her composure and was able to speak ! She, with several half sobs and and her nipples jiggled with a whimper had asked Sissy “Why”!, Had she been so mean?….. I thought you liked me? Sissy then said with a stern face, I do like you! but I had to! If you are going to be my mistress you have to be brutal sadistic and treat me like a bitch a slut, and a worthless dog slave whore! This is what I want, only the harshest of treatment and the most degrading and humiliating sexually sadistic abuse you can think of! !!.. Do you understand?, You had to know, and have some idea of the pain and pleasure of this kind of brutality and what it is, in order to be the sadistic mistress that you have fantasized about and want to be! This is what I want!!!..

After things had cooled down Sissy then said I have one more idea for this evening. Kate you can take all three of us next door to my neighbors dog slave training hut, as dog slave bitches and you can practice being a sadistic and cruel dominating mistress! She then asked the other girls? Patty and Jane what do you think? Are you game! If you say yes this means that you will be totally naked cuffed and taken next door where not only several strange older men will be able to see and play with you, but several big mean dogs and who knows what else might happen to you! You will have no choice submit and do what ever Kate or any of the other masters command or tells you to do and if you don’t you will suffer some sort of sadistic painful punishment,or torture and humiliation!

Sissy then said to the other girls are you game, do you want to do this?….. Patty who was still naked wet and excited about such perverted thoughts, and all that had happened so far, got down on her knees put her arms out in front of her and stuck her bottom up, she then asked Sissy if this was the way a dog slave bitch was suppose to act!
Jane at first was hesitant and was not so sure she wanted to do this, but after seeing Patty on her knees wet and so excited about doing so said without thinking in the excitement of the moment said okay, she was in! Sissy then said to Kate that Bull had left a big suitcase full of all sorts of sex toys and bondage things. So that she could use and play with, she handed her three sets of leather slave collars and cuffs! She then said to Kate, cuff them with their hands really tight behind their backs! she took the slave collars that had big chrome “D” rings and with Patty very excited and Jane not so much, proceeded to tighten the collars around the girls necks!!!…Sissy also produced ankle cuffs and after she secured one on her ankle then put one on Patty and Jane’s ankle’s!.

Kate was starting to get the idea, as her own sadistic thoughts were now starting to take over. Sissy then produced a bright red leather corset and matching boots! She helped Kate put it on and quickly laced it up tight! This along with some matching lipstick, did the trick! Her dark brown hair was short and boyish, but the corset, lipstick, and boots had pushed her almost non existent breasts up making them look as though she had some cleavage. This had also made her look a little older! The corset ended just below her waist leaving her well developed bottom and pubic area quite attractive and the red lips of her abused pussy delightfully exposed! Sissy had given Kate the same small whip that Bull had used on her. Telling her that this, was to make sure that all of the dog slave bitches including her would mind and do exactly as their master or mistress commanded them to do!!!…She also said if you are going to use it all, most of the whips attention should be directed to the slaves breasts bottoms and pubic areas especially the the nipples and clits!!!!…and that she should not hold back or show any favoritism what so ever in severely punishing any of the girls, if they did not do exactly as they were told including her!!!..

With all the girls ready, collars and leashes on, totally nude, wrists cuffed tightly behind there backs and a cuff on each ankle. Kate lead them down the stairs and out into the back yard. It was almost dark! And Jane said she had changed her mind and no longer wanted to do this! Kate let out several vicious lashes and had struck Jane’s bottom cutting into it! She said shut up, and quit wining and be a good little dog slave bitch! Jane yelped and squealed as the nasty little whip again cut into her buttocks until she finally shut up and settled down! Sissy had also given Kate several pieces of chrome chain that she first attached to all three slave collars hooking them together and then did the same to each of their ankles this left them almost totally vulnerable and helpless!

Kate then started pulling on Sissy’s leash and gave each of the girls a stinging lash on their bottoms as Sissy headed off, out of her back yard and down the path into the meadow. With Sissy in the lead , and the chains on there ankles, they at first had a bit of a problem walking down the path together, but the farther they went the better they had become at walking chained together. The mistress, Katie and her slave girls now looked the part of a slave trader taking his slaves to market as they were marched along the the path in the back woods! Jane was now terrified as the woods were dark and scary. She was sure now that the most terrible and sexually sadistic thing was about to befall her!!!!!…… and her concerns were well founded and would soon come true!
Sissy knew exactly where to go and was soon telling Kate where the button was that would get the attention of those inside so that the door could be opened and that they could be let in. Once down the steps Sissy had told Kate to put the blindfolds on everyone including her. Sissy had given her three tight fitting head harness blindfolds. She had been uncuffed for a moment so she could help Kate put them on on Patty and Jane, Patty had no problem with the blindfold and was anticipating and seemed that she could not wait for some kind of kinky and abusive sex to begin on her naked helpless body!, but Jane was was having more than second thoughts, and had started to plead and beg as the blindfold went tightly over her head and eyes, this was the whole idea and would make these two girls, at least Jane’s imagination go even crazier as to what might happen! Jane of course was now beside herself and in tears as she started to plead once again, now that he could no longer see! Kate started whipping her again, but this time it was up in between her legs, the painful little whip was making stinging little red marks cutting her bashful lips and clit that were starting to painfully puff and swell up!

Kate pushed the button and in a matter of moments the big door opened Sissy’s neighbor who was a dog slave training master along with several other men appeared, one was a big black man and all were impressed with the naked chained and blindfolded young women! The fact that they were virtually helpless did not escape these men. Katie then said with all the authority she could muster. I have brought you several young slave girls that want to experience being trained as dog slave bitches! She again gave their bottoms another stinging lash as she marched them along for all to see! Kate was surprised at how big it was, once she was inside of this training area! She was also surprised at what she saw! as Sissy’s description was not at all what Kate had imagined?

It was much larger than she thought, she could see that their was already one other woman that had been brought here for dog slave bitch training and she was the older woman, the one in her late forties that was quite voluptuous and full figured , the one in the motel room that had the gigantic fish hooks placed in her nipples clitoris and sphincter the one that had the bowling balls attached to them! As her master at the time had wanted to see them really stretched well past the point of no return. She was down on all fours and had recently been, like the blond dog slave, permanently tattooed along with her master having her nose ears and lips surgically altered to look more like an animal!, her master was, the big black male who was also quite handsome, he had an incredible build, and was also more than well hung as Jane and Sissy would later find out! !!!……

The other well trained Dog Slave Bitch already in attendances was the blond that that had also been permanently altered, the one that Sissy had been so taken with, kissed by, and that both seemed to enjoy being around one another! Her master was of course the Cat Woman look alike! Once inside the training arena the other masters and trainers were first quite interested in Katie! As they had never seen someone so young and especially such a petite girl mistress! The fact that she was only fourteen years old, although she did, as she was made up, looked a little older! All of the other masters including Sissy’s neighbor were, and wanted to be of any help they could so as to see her become a very brutal sadistic and dominating little bitch of a dominating mistress! They had offered to help as one of the trainers asked if he could take Sissy and show Kate just what was in store for her! Cat Woman had done the same with Patty and the big black dominating master had taken Jane! all had told Kate just to relax watch and learn what was about to happen to dog slave bitches!

Sissy’s neighbor said to Katie as he was admiring her beautiful young body in the red leather corset, there are several things you should get to experience as a mistress and this is one of the benefits of being a mistress! He first brought over the the older full figured buxom woman, she was on all fours and the tattoos make up and the alteration of her facial features made her a very imposing and intimidating figure! He walked her by Katie and gave her the first of several commands “BITCH”sit, speak, she then let out the most mournful wail and the was commanded to roll over and spread! This big full bodied woman did exactly as commanded, but what was so amazing to Kate was not only this bitch of a female and how well trained she was, but that her big nipples were well over three inches long her big breasts had allowed them to drag on the ground, and when she rolled over on her back her cunt lips and clit were also bigger and grotesquely longer that any genitals Kate had ever seen!

But what really stunned Katie was the bitches ass hole as the sphincter ring was also sticking out several inches and was quite red and pronounced this bitch was then commanded to assume the bitch mating position, and immediately rolled over on her knees and as she did so lekt her long nipples trailing behind her big breasts in the dirt! Kate was quite impressed, but the next command was even more impressive as the command that was given was for this older bitch of a woman to, pussy, eat pussy this dog slave bitch with out any hesitation went right for Kate’s tender young pussy! Kate at first pulled back, but once the command was given she stood her ground and was rewarded with this older animal looking woman’s surgically altered nose and lips expertly engulfing her sweet pink and mostly unused slit and little clit! Kate could not help herself as she placed both of her hands on the back of this older dog slave bitches head and held her there for several minutes and as she did this, could not help but have one of the most eye crossing and shuddering orgasms of her young life! OMG was it gooood!!!!…so good! This was only the second time she had ever had someone do this to her! And if she had not been holding the back of the bitches head might have collapsed in pleasure. Sissy had been the first! Her fantasy’s about such things had now been more that satisfied!!!….

The two girls Patty and Jane had been lead to stakes that had been driven into the ground and their slave collars had been chained to them! Sissy had been taken to another part of the arena. When Patty and Jane were commanded to assume the bitch mating position Patty had easily done so! and had no trouble in doing it, but Jane was another matter and was apparently going to be a bigger problem! The black master that had taken her, had sensed this and had stuck his big black fingers in her wet tight little cunt! And had pulled her bottom up into the dog bitch mating position! With her hands still cuffed behind her back, he shoved her breasts down hard against the dirt floor! He then removed the blindfold so that she could see what was going to happen! Patty was so naively horny and did not seem to care at all as she was so wet ready and was on the edge of orgasm anticipating having any kind of sexually sadistic intercourse and abuse!

They would not have long to wait! One of the dog bitch handlers has starting to smear big chunks of red raw meat that were dripping with fresh blood all over Patty’s bottom she was already soaked as precum had been running down the inside of her thighs and her cunt was ready and wide open! He then held the blood red meat up Jane, and squeezed it all over her face so that she knew exactly what it was and then did the same to her bare upturned bottom and finished it off by rubbing it up and down her puffy slit clit and swollen mound the female juices along with the blood had dripped into the dirt floor! As if this was not bad enough! Dogs, well over fifteen of them were lead in starting with Brutus and Satan followed by the two pit bulls the ones with the black shiny coats the other dogs were a mix. The latter ones her neighbor had been training, were all in various stages of their training and were unpredictable as to just what they might do!… Jane was now shaking and terrified with dread, as the dogs were lead by several of them growled at her and others were pulling hard at their leashes to get to her and when they were released no one knew exactly just what would happen!.

The black master had threatened her and had told her that one of these dogs was going to bite into her soft pink virgin pussy with his razor sharp teeth. He had said this to scare the shit out of her and this comment had done the trick! both Brutus and Satan were well trained and did exactly what they were commanded to do. They to had also sensed her discomfort along with not only her female smell of unused pussy and were very much attracted to this along with the smell of meat and blood. Brutus was first turned loose and had lovingly started to lick Jane’s face in an attempt to comfort her in his animal way!! Satan had started to lick her juicy pussy, the touch of his warm raspy tongue on her slit and clit along with her imagination and thoughts of sharp teeth biting into her genitals had produced an incredible screaming orgasm!!!.. that she had been trying to hold as her pubic muscles were tight with fear just before she fainted dead away in blissful terror!!!…..

To be continued in part 9

By chance Zac came into my life, physically attractive, a little older than me, professional job, and as I quickly learnt, a thick eight-inch erection.

After our first innocuous, though very flirtatious date he invited me for dinner at his inner-city apartment.

Before I arrived I had decided to play the vamp and seduce Zac. I had phoned one of my my experienced girlfriends, Meg, earlier in the day for some advice. “I want to fuck him tonight, what should I wear to make it happen,” I asked her.

She offered to call around to help choose a suitable outfit. “Show me what sexy lingerie you have. Try that one on for me. You are a very fuckable woman,” she smiled as she watched me take off my gown to expose my naked body. “You have it all going for you, legs, hips, slim waist and good tits. You and I should connect sometime,” she teased as she had her hands all over my naked body as she helped me on and off with a range of lingerie.

“Phone me tomorrow me and tell me all about tonight, I want to hear all the details. And we really should connect sometime, you know I am bi,” Meg smiled as she kissed me on the way out.

That night as Zac opened the door for me I was a little surprised and taken aback, though pleased, to see his toned, tanned body dressed in nothing but a bulging and very sexy white jock strap with his body reflected in a hall mirror behind him. And I did like his almost naked ass in the mirror framed by just the thin straps of his jock strap.

As we kissed passionately I had my hands all over his body and as I looked down I could see his erection bulging out of his jock strap.

“Love your outfit, stilettos shoes, short, skin tight black silk dress with slits up the side, or is it a shirt? Your legs look fabulous, and I love the cleavage.”

“My girlfriend helped me choose it just for you. Take it off for me.”

His hands were shaking as he undid six buttons, flashed it open and helped me shrug it off so my totally naked body was exposed.

“Now you,” I whisper as I watch him slide his jock strap off and stroke his erection. As soon as I watched in awe as he slid his cock ring on and fastened the clip under his balls we were fucking like rabbits.

The next day I could hardly wait to phone and tell Meg about my night. “What a fuck Meg, and he is hung, biggest cock I have ever had. Lost count of the number of orgasms I had. He had three.”

A few months later Zac has satisfied many of the fantasies on my bucket list. I started our with some minor sexual fantasies and like most things in life they developed into more complex scenarios and even more enjoyable experiences.

He taught me with great patience how he liked his eight-inches to be teased and pleasured. It gave me a sense of great power over him when I was sucking him to orgasm just as he liked it, he was putty in my hands or mouth. The first time I put ice cubes in my mouth while blowing him, I had him almost screaming. After a while I learnt exactly how how he liked the tip of his erection to be stroked and teased as he neared orgasm which increased my sense of power over him.

I have always enjoyed using a vibrator, especially as they became more sophisticated with different speeds and attachments. The first time Zac, watched me masturbate using my vibrator turned us both on. I teased him by sitting with my legs apart on a chair in front of a wall length mirror, with one foot on another chair of the same height.

“Masturbate for me while I use this,” I teased, very agitated as I ran the vibrator along my cunt lips as I held my man’s gaze.

“That really is a turn on,” he moaned as he watched me slowly insert half the vibrator into my wet cunt lips as he had two hands on his eight-inch and thick erection.

“Want me to squirt for you honey?” I asked after a series of small orgasms as I readied myself for a huge one. Zac is very agitated as I know by now when he is ready to blow. “Want me to squirt for you honey?,” I ask again not waiting for a response as I have a huge, noisy orgasm then squirt for him like never before while he blows very noisily.

I first learnt the benefits and turn on of a golden shower one day when I was trying to help Zac get it up again so we could have a second round of sex. I told him to lay on his back in the shower alcove while I stood with my legs apart over his groin as I held his gaze.

“Is this what you want honey?,” I asked as I teased my cunt lips with a finger tip, knowing he wanted it even more than me. “Count to three for me honey. Are you ready,” I smiled as I commenced with a trickle, then a long slow torrent as I watched his cock become fully engorged. We have done it many times since with a number of variations as males and females watched.

Zac likes photographing my naked body and after a few months we had a number of framed photographs on the wall. My favorite one was me smiling, legs apart, in heels holding open a knee length black silk gown to show my naked body. His favorite was me lying naked, face down on my elbows: I must admit my ass did look good in that position.

Before Zac I never realized a man licking my cunt lips could be so pleasurable and provide me with multiple orgasms. The first time he inserted a vibrator into my cunt lips while he licked me was magical; a mind blowing orgasm.

After a while every time he licked my cunt lips and I was close to orgasm he would whisper, “I would love to watch another woman lick your cunt lips. A woman would be better than me.”

“So would I honey, make it happen, soon, very soon,” I moaned as I my whole body shook with a huge orgasm.

“This is Marilyn honey,” Zac tells me a few days later on a Sunday afternoon. He had forewarned me earlier in the day as he trimmed my pubic area to his satisfaction that he had arranged for a ‘talented lady’ for my pleasure. I was looking forward to her visit: new sexual pleasure, a lesbian experience while my man watched and another of my fantasies off my bucket list.

Marilyn is an attractive, slim blond, perhaps a little older than us and beautifully spoken I note as we exchange a few pleasantries. If she is lesbian I muse, surely she is a ‘lipstick lesbian’ as there is nothing butchy about her.

“Where can I hang my clothes?, she asks as Zac helps her off with her blouse, then her tight leather slacks leaving her with just a tiny g-string. I am pleased that another woman’s naked body is a visual turn on for me – and I want to pleasure and be pleasured by it.

“Your ass is magic in that g-string,” Zac moans as he ogles it.

“Glad you like it, most men do, kiss and lick it for me while your lady watches.”

“Relax and enjoy Barb, I am here to seduce you while your man watches. And to fuck you with my tongue,” she smiles as we kiss passionately, her tongue on mine is magic, before she undresses me with Zac watching intently.

The way she licked my very erect nipples with her wet, strong tongue was something new and exquisite for me before she licked down to my cunt lips and locked her arms around my thighs.

“Your naked man likes watching me pleasuring his lady while he is masturbating. His cock must be eight-inches and he is very thick,” Marilyn tells me as she flicks my clit with the tip of her tongue then slides her tongue along my cunt lips.

Marilyn was very good and I lost count of the orgasms she gave me in my first ever lesbian experience.

“Now you Barb, fuck my cunt with your tongue while your man watches.” This was an entirely new experience for me and a real turn on as Marilyn kept repeating, “Fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt,” in a very agitated voice as she built up to orgasm while Zac masturbated.

Zac fucking me with another man watching and participating was something I had long fantasized about – sex with two men. He often fucks me sideways from behind so we can watch in the wall mirror. I had teased him many times while he was fucking me in that position. “Watching a second man masturbating while you are fucking me like this would be very exciting for me. I could suck his cock while you watch and fuck me at the same time. A favorite fantasy honey, make it happen for me, please honey, please?,” I whisper as he slaps against my ass, ready to blow.

“Ask me again, tell me,” he moans but before I can ask again he has a very noisy orgasm.

The first time Zac fucked me with another man watching was memorable. We discussed what we would both be comfortable with. We both insisted on a much younger man who must be physically attractive, bisexual was fine as long as he wasn’t too effeminate. We both insisted he had to be well hung and masturbate for us while he watched us fucking. And we were both very comfortable with the thought of him licking me to orgasm or blowing my man, perhaps both, while the other one of us watched, enjoyed and perhaps masturbated.

My man told me he had arranged for a younger man, Jay, from his gym to visit us on the next Friday night. He told me Jay was a well endowed and a very pretty blond man.

“This is exciting for me, very exciting. I have never been in the same room with two naked men. I am going to be fucked by one man while the other watches and masturbates for us. Note that I said us,” I tell Zac just before Jay arrives.

We had discussed what we should wear or not wear for Jay’s benefit and our own turn on. “Why not just smear our naked bodies with oil. For accessories I will wear some stilettos and you can wear a cock ring.”

I love playing the vamp and really enjoyed opening the door, stark naked with my legs apart and a big welcoming smile as my man stood alongside me with a full on erection.

“You must be Jay, my man has told me lots of good things about you. Break the ice and tell us why you are here tonight,” I tell him as he ogles my naked body then my naked man and his erection.”

“I an here to watch your man fuck you while I masturbate and anything else I can do for your pleasure. I feel overdressed though,” he smiles full of confidence as he quickly undresses. I am impressed and visually turned on by his toned body and his large semi-erect cock.

“Watch and enjoy, you are about to make one of my fantasies happen,” I tell Jay as I show him where to sit so he can watch directly and also in a range of wall mirrors. As foreplay and to tease Jay, I sit myself on a specially chosen chair that is just the right height for me to sit in comfort, suck my man’s cock and watch Jay masturbate.

Watch and enjoy Jay,” I repeat as I lick and kiss my man’s very erect cock before I take it in my hand and stroke it, then kiss and lick it. I have done that to his erect cock many times, but never with another man watching. And it is very exciting that the man watching is most attractive, extremely well hung and possibly bisexual. And perhaps one of us might have him later. I have never blown two men in one day and the thought of blowing a what appears to be a ten-inch cock while my man watches is an extra turn on, as well as another favorite fantasy.

“Zac is eight-inches Jay. How big are you?,” I tease as I watch him stroking his impressive erection with the tips of his thumb and forefinger of two hands after we move to the bedroom and position ourselves so Zac can fuck me from being while Jay watches

“Keep doing what you are doing for me and I will get to ten-inches. Don’t stop. I love watching you fucking your man’s cock.”

“Promise me,” I tease thinking he must be close to that size already as I tease Zac’s balls while slides half his erection into me and builds up a slow fucking rhythm with his hands holding my ass cheeks. At the same time I am aware of Zac ogling Jay’s huge erection just as I am.

“I have wanted this for a long time honey, make it good for three of us, really good,” I murmur as he slaps against my ass.

I am enjoying the power I have over two men, both with throbbing erections and both looking forward to sexual relief.

“Would you like to suck Jay’s ten inches while I keep fucking you?,” my man asks.

Without waiting for an answer Jay positions himself so he can slide his very erect ten-inches between my lips.

“Watch and enjoy honey, he is huge, so good, so fucking good,” I whisper as Zac is fucking me in a frenzy while I enjoy having two men in me for the first time.

“Would you like to suck Jay’s ten inches while I watch honey?,” I manage to ask as Zac and I are about to orgasm together, not sure what he will answer, though I want him to say yes.

“Yes, honey, yes, I would,” he groans as he slams into me and we orgasm together.

“Do it for me then, now, Jay has a roaring ten-inch erection for both of us,” I whisper as he kneels in front of Jay, teases and pinches his nipples as he takes the tip of his cock between his lips.

“You sit so I can stand, your lady had me on the brink, I am so fucking horny, blow me while she watches, I won’t last long,” Jay tells my man in a very agitated voice.

“I love a man blowing me while his lady watches, not long at all,” he is moaning while I watch as Jay slides his erection into my man’s pursed lips with his hands on his head.

I notice my man’s cock is absolutely rock hard again as Jay is feeding his erection between his tightly pursed lips in a slow fucking motion while he holds Zac’s head.

“Not long at all, so good with your lady watching.”

“Tell us again how big you are Jay?,” I tease.

“Ten-inches,” he boasts as Zac scratches his balls with one hand and slides his other hand along the full length of his erection.

“This is for us honey,” Zac smiles at me as Jay groans, shudders and almost screams as he blows,”

“Two items off my bucket list today baby,” I smile back

“We have had many combinations since I met you honey, never had two women at the same time for me though. You have never met Meg, you might remember she is the lady who helped me dress for you the first time you had me. I have told her all about you and our sex life. She keeps reminding me we should connect sometime, you know she is bi don’t you?”

A week later we have arranged for Meg and Marilyn to call in at two on Sunday. I have carefully explained there are no rules, only that I want to be sexually pleasured by two women while Zac watches. The night before Zac and I fucked like rabbits, his idea, so that we would be able to last and experience sexual pleasure longer.

I am naked apart from my stilettos and already very aroused as Meg and Marilyn arrive together. It is obvious they are very comfortable with each other. “We met a few nights ago as a result of today’s meeting and we really do have a lot in common. Lot’s, join the dots Barb,” Marilyn smiles smugly.

“I have wanted to connect with you for six months, ever since I saw you naked and helped you decide what to wear so Zac would fuck you,” Meg tells me as we kiss passionately with Zac sitting close by and watching intently.

“Barb has told me lots about you Zac, in great detail,” Meg teases as she kisses Zac, takes his shirt off and rubs her hands over his chest.

“The time I phoned Barb while she was sitting on your face was really something. She was bit distant, I had to ask if she was alright, but it dawned on me what was happening before she told me.

“Another time I phoned just as Barb was watching you smear your erection with lube. Another fantasy about to be taken off my bucket list, he wants me to bend over a table and rest on my elbows while he fucks my ass, she told me. And she forgot to turn the phone off. I really enjoyed that.”

“Barb told me you have a thick eight-inch cock. Want to show me before I fuck your lady?”

Without waiting for an answer she has Zac naked in a flash with his help. “Lucky Barb, what a cock.”

“Undress me Barb, now stand against the wall Barb,” Meg tells me as she shrugs off her dress, leaving her naked. She exudes sex, tall, slim, bobbed hairdo and I like the way she trims her pubic hair.

We have been planning this for you,” Marilyn tells me as she slowly undresses while I ogle Meg’s tits.

“Like my ass in my g-sting Zac? Most men do. Take it off for me before you watch me fuck your lady with my tongue.”

“Your ass is magic in that g-string,” Zac moans as he ogles it.

“You told me that last time. Glad you still like it, most men do, kiss and lick it again for me while your lady watches.”

Marilyn kisses me passionately as Meg kneels and teases my cunt lips with a fingertips before she licks me softly. “At last we connect. I want to make your body sing,” she whispers as she cups my ass cheeks in her hands and pulls me toward her. The tip of her tongue on my clit is sexual heaven.

“I want to lick your cunt lips like you have never had bedore,” Meg whispers as she does just that.

Marilyn really does have a gorgeous ass I muse as I watch it in the mirror while she is tongue kissing me and teasing my nipples. Magical sex, one woman licking my cunt while another is tongue kissing me while my man watches and teases his very erect cock.

“Lay on your back on the bed,” Meg whispers as I readily comply. “I want to watch Marilyn lick you while you lick me. She told me she has had you before, but not with me watching,” she tells me as we kiss passionately.

“Now lick my cunt, I have waited a long time for this, far too long,” she tells me as she sits on my face and positions her cunt lips on my lips. Another new experience for me as I hold her ass and slide her cunt along me lips. I am finding it very hard to concentrate as Marilyn keeps asking, “Like me licking and sucking your cunt while you are licking Meg? Would you like me to slide a finger in you while I am licking you?”

“Yes,” I manage to mutter on the brink of a huge orgasm.

“Two fingers, is that good? Meg and your man are both watching.”

Before I can answer my whole body is shuddering in a huge orgasm while Meg is telling me, “So close, nearly there, almost, so close, now, so good, so fucking good,” as she orgasms just after me.

“Now watch me,” Marilyn smiles as she puts her hand around Zac’s throbbing erection. “I love watching a hung man masturbate. We have been teasing you while you watched us. Kiss my ass while you do it, you must be close. Or would you like me to do it while they watch? I love masturbating a man while he kisses my ass. And you do like my ass don’t you?”

“The first time I have watched another woman masturbate you honey. She really does have a good ass,” I tell him as I enjoy kissing it at the same time.

“Kiss my ass as though you mean it, both of you, I love it,” Marilyn teases as she pumps Zac’s erection with her closed fist.

“Lick it as well,” Marilyn tells us as Zac has a huge orgasm.

“What else is still on your bucket list honey?” Zac asked me that night.

“Some BDSM.”

“You or me?

“Both honey and soon.”