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Lori investigates if the blonde in the video really is her boyfriend transformed into a woman and discovers a hot surprise.

Haunted by the Futa Ghost
Chapter Six: Banging My Gender-Swapped Girlfriend
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

“You danced so beautifully in my dreams again,” my Ōjo-sama cooed in the steamy waters of the onsen. “You awakened such hungers in me, Sayuri-chan.”

I blushed as I stood in the onsen’s hot waters, my breasts rising and falling with the beat of my heart. We stood so close, our nipples almost touching, both hard. My pussy itched with the hungers shining in her eyes.

“Thank you, Mitsuko-hime.”

Her hand stroked my cheek. She cupped my face and pulled me closer. My heart beat faster and faster as her lips met mine. Our naked bodies came together, the water splashing around our waists as we moved closer. Our nipples touched. I felt her thighs on mine, her belly sleek and warm. Our heads moved. I sighed. My hands slipped around her waist, holding her.

My Ōjo-sama.

Her hands slipped down, cupping the cheeks of my rear. Her kiss grew more and more aggressive. Her hips moved. My heart fluttered. Feelings I should only have for a boy rushed through me. I moaned into the kiss, my hands stroking her wet sides.

She broke the kiss. “You make my pussy so excited. So wet. Touch me.”

I shuddered. “Mitsuko-hime, this is forbidden. We’re women. Kissing is bad enough. I dishonor you.”

“I don’t care.” She stroked my lips. “Even when my father marries me off, I will still love you.”

“You will?” My heart beat so badly. Ever since she said she wished I was a man, the thought wouldn’t leave me. I dreamed sometimes I had a cock to break her maidenhead.

“Touch me,” she said, eyes commanding, voice a sultry purr.

My hand slid across her side, pressing between our stomachs. I reached lower and lower, feeling the silk adorning her nethers. Reaching deeper. She gasped as I brushed the pearl hidden in her clam and caressed her hot flesh. I stroked her, rubbing up and down her flesh, feeling her maidenhead as we stared into each other’s eyes.

Yes, this was wrong, shameful, and I did not care. I loved her.

“Yes, Sayuri-chan,” she moaned and kissed me again. I so wished I was a man to love her properly. Maybe there was a way. A kami…

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500 years later…

“Well, now what?” Lori Watson asked herself as she stared at the unconscious form of her best friend, Yoshiko. The Japanese girl had passed out from her orgasms. Her girl-dick slowly shrank back into her dark bush, the hairs glistening with Lori’s own cum.

She stared down at her dick. It shrank, too, now that the excitement was over. Her asshole still ached. Yoshiko had fucked her hard, cumming so much into her asshole. Lori groaned, the cum swimming in the depths of her bowels.

“I hope you speak to that ghost and ask her what do we do?” Lori said. “I can’t stay a futanari. I have a boyfriend.” She glanced at her phone and the video playing of Miyu, the Japanese exchange student, fucking a blonde girl that looked so much like Chris, her boyfriend. Lori bit her lip, staring at the big tits of the blonde bouncing on the screen, her face twisting the same why Chris’s did as he came.

Miyu was a futanari, too. Had she been molested by the futa-ghost?

That was how the whole mess started. Yoshiko was molested by the futa-ghost in the girls’ bathroom at their private high school, Redwood Academy. Then she became a futanari and fucked Lori who then grew her own girl-dick.

But it became a clit when her lusts fled.

Guilt twinged through Lori. She glanced at her phone. Chris’s face, framed in a small circle, was in the upper corner of her phone. He hadn’t answered her text on Facebook’s messenger when she sent him the link.

He can’t be a girl, and yet… She glanced at her crotch. The redhead leaned forward, her hair falling down as she stared at the shaved lips of her pussy, her clit hidden back in its sheath. And yet futanari exist. Ghost exists. What else does?

She opened messenger and typed: “Don’t ignore me, Chris. Want to hear your thoughts about the vid.” I want to know if you’re a girl.

It had to be impossible. She hit send.

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Chris ran like her life depended on it.

It did.

The gender-swapped girl held up her baggy jeans in one hand, the other holding the discarded wand of Miyu, the futanari shrine maiden. Her cum still dribbled out of Chris’s pussy. Fear clutched at the blonde’s heart as she ran in only socks, fleeing the grounds of the school and the terrifying, Japanese ghost.

Phil’s dead. The ghost killed him. Or her. Or whatever.

Like Chris, the same ghost had turned Phil Parish into a girl. Probably in the exact same manner. Chris, as a guy, had been masturbating in the bathroom, stroking his dick, when the ghost appeared and latched onto the tip. After a few sucks, the ghost had fucked him, and he had become a she. Before the ghost could then strangle the life out of Chris, angry that she wasn’t Sayuri-chan, Miyu had arrived and driven the ghost off. Things only got crazier as Miyu then fought a tentacle demon called a yokai, revealed herself as a futanari, fucked Chris’s pussy and mouth, then went to fight the ghost again.

And lost.

The ghost had possessed Miyu.

Chris ran in terror, helpless to do anything as the ghost-possessed Miyu killed Phil. And Chris knew she was next. It was why she was running. And kept running, not knowing where she fled. Her phone kept beeping in her jeans, someone texting her.

Chris didn’t care.

She couldn’t stop running. Her legs were still long and lean, she still had her endurance from playing basketball and surfing. She ignored the discomfort of her large boobs bouncing before her and her poor socks fraying as she ran down sidewalks, ignoring passing shouts.

She had to keep running She had to flee.

Miyu and the ghost were after her.

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Lori frowned, brushing back her red hair. Yoshiko still slept, her large breasts rising and falling. The half-Japanese girl was short and petite, but despite that had the biggest boobs at school. Lori was often jealous of her friend’s size.

But not right now.

Lori was growing worried.

She glanced at her phone. She had sent Chris seven different messages asking for him to respond. And he hadn’t. It wasn’t like him. He always replied back to her. Before they started dating over the summer break, they had been best friends for years. The three of them were inseparable, getting into trouble, joking around.

He always answered.

“Did he really turn into a girl?” Lori asked herself again. She couldn’t believe she was thinking it, but that was the sort of day she was having.

She glanced at her MacBook Air sitting on her desk, the pink, slim laptop closed. She stood up, cum leaking out of her ass. She frowned then grabbed off the floor a dirty skirt she had worn to school and set it over her computer chair to keep the jizz from staining it. She sat down and opened her laptop. She bit her lip.

Should I really do this?

She and Chris had exchanged phone passcodes. It was an act of trust. She could log into his cloud account, see his texts, his messages, and his pics if she wanted, and he could do the same for hers. She never planned on doing it. In fact, it was his idea. She felt dirty even thinking of doing it, but she was worried. He wasn’t answering his texts after twenty minutes.

That wasn’t like him.

It’s this crazy day. It’s making me paranoid. She glanced at her sleeping friend, wondering if the ghost was in the room watching her. What would the ghost do to a guy? Maybe it made Miyu into a futanari and Chris into a girl.

And then she cheated on me.

Lori blushed as she opened her laptop. She really had no cause to complain about Chris and Miyu. She cheated on Chris with Yoshiko, lost to the lust of seeing her friend with a dick, then lost to her own desires once hers had sprouted. Girl-cocks had minds of their own.

She logged into his account and went to the GPS. She had to know where he was. He should be at school working on his art project with Mariah Young. Is he fucking her? Did I send him all those nude selfies, get him horny, and then sent him right into the hussy’s arms.

Lori shook her head. No. She knew her boyfriend loved her.

The map came up. She blinked, zooming in. Chris wasn’t at school. He was up on the bluff overlooking San Fransisco Bay. Redwood, their small community, was in the foothills around the bay. There were spots that had breathtaking views of the entire area. He was in a small, out of the way park, running up the trail. He was moving fast.

What are you doing there?

Lori glanced at Yoshiko. Her friend was still sleeping. She bit her lip.

Her decision was made in an instant. She hopped to her feet and pulled her covers over her friend, hoping none of the cum stains were visible. Then she moved her dirty clothes to cover the cum stains on the carpet.

Futanari jizz so much. My mom is going to kill me.

She lit an incense stick to mask the scent of sex before quickly dressing. She left Yoshiko sleeping and headed downstairs. “Mom, I’m going out. Yoshiko’s taking a nap in my room.”

“Oh, is she okay?” her mom asked from the kitchen, no doubt cooking with a glass of white wine in hand.

“Just been a long day for her. I have to meet Chris.”

“You going to be home for dinner?”

“Not sure.” Lori reached the front door and snagged the keys to her mom’s Prius. “I’m borrowing your car. Love you, thanks.”

She darted out the door before her mom could answer. She probably would have said yes, but Lori didn’t see the point in risking a no. She had to get to Chris, see that he wasn’t a girl, and that everything was normal.

Mostly.

As much as she liked her cock, she wanted to go back to normal. Chris wouldn’t like her having a dick. Probably. He was into hentai, including futanari porn. She had seen a few of the videos and pictures on his computer.

It was hot watching porn with her boyfriend.

Her clit itched at that thought and she grit her teeth. “No sprouting,” she told her nub as she reached her mom’s powder-blue Prius, one of the first sold in California—her mother was so proud of that fact. She hopped into the car. “I mean it. Don’t even think about getting hard.”

Lori pushed the ignition button, and the car started without a sound. She had grown up driving around in the Prius, so it was weird to her when normal cars started with loud growls from their combustion engines. She put the car into reverse, backing out of the driveway, and raced to the park.

It wasn’t a long drive, especially when Lori failed to respect many of California’s traffic laws. Stops signs were suggestions, and speed limits were good ideas, like something your mom would tell you as you headed off to school. She had never gotten a ticket. Though she had been pulled over twice. A little bit of crying, and she was off the hook.

Chris had gaped at her the second time. “Only girls get to do that. If I started crying, he would have just laughed.”

She drove through town and up the windy road that led to the bluff. The trail was a straight shot instead of curvy. Chris would already be there. Or she hoped he was still there. She kept glancing at her phone as she drove, looking for the telltale three dots in Messenger telling her someone was typing a reply.

Nothing.

The tall redwood trees that gave their community its name rose around her as she drove up the bluff. They weren’t the huge sequoias that grew in the famed national park, but a smaller species that was still impressive to look at. She rounded the last bend and reached the small overlook. Leaning against the wooden railing was the blonde from the video, gasping for breath, holding some strange stick in one hand with a streamer of zigzagging diamonds dangling from the end.

The blonde turned, looking at the car. A flushed, tan face widened in shock.

It was Chris. He was a she.

Lori hit the brakes, the gravel grinding beneath the tires, and put the car into park. She hopped out, engine still running. Her eyes were so wide as she stared at her boyfriend—girlfriend?—trembling at the small, wooden barrier at the bluff’s edge.

“Chris!”

“Shit,” Chris said, her voice higher-pitch but the tone was so recognizable. Her large breasts stretched her shirt.

Memory of those tits bouncing in Phil’s vid uploaded to PornHub flashed through Lori’s thoughts. Her clit throbbed and itched, swelling in her panties. Her skirt swished about her thighs as she took a few, cautious steps forward.

“It is you,” Lori said. “I saw the video and… Wow. You’re a girl.”

Chris nodded, blushing.

“I guess you can get out traffic tickets now.”

“What?” Chris frowned. “What are you… And what video?” Her jeans suddenly slipped off her narrower hips, followed by her boxers, flashing a blonde bush stained with Miyu’s cum.

They really were fucking.

“Yeah, Phil caught you and Miyu… outside the art room… It’s on PornHub. Everyone from school must have seen it.”

“Phil?” The color drained from Chris’s face. “Fuck, I’m in so much trouble. It’s not safe, Lori. You need to get out of here.”

But Lori was transfixed by the sight of Chris’s crotch. No cock. Just a thick, golden bush hiding pussy lips. Lori’s clit swelled and throbbed, stretching out her panties as she moved closer and closer. Her boyfriend—girlfriend, she’s my girlfriend—looking so sexy. Those tits were huge, delicious.

“Oh, Chris, you turned into a hottie.”

“Lori,” she groaned. “This isn’t the time for joking around. This is serious.”

“Oh, yes, those are a serious pair of tits. They’re bigger than mine. They’re Yoshiko level of boobs.”

Lori reached her girlfriend, staring at Chris’s beautiful face, her sun-bleached hair whipping by the wind. Lori grabbed her girlfriend’s hands, staring up at the changed face, seeing all the similarities. Chris was even few inches shorter, but still taller than Lori.

“Wow, you are cute.”

“Come on, Lori,” blushed Chris. “Listen, this is important.”

“Like how you cheated on me with Miyu?”

Chris flinched. “I… That is… I don’t know how it happened. There was crazy stuff and…”

“It’s okay.” Lori smiled. “I think…we’re both dealing with the changes to our body. It’s like we have a free pass. Like we’re at Vegas.”

“What?”

“You know, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.” Lori’s hand stroked up Chris’s thigh, dipping between her crotch. The redhead’s eyes widened as she felt the new pussy. It was soaking wet. Chris shuddered as her fingers penetrated into the wet pussy. “What happens when you’re a girl stays when you’re a girl.”

“Lori,” Chris groaned, her pussy clenching on Lori’s probing fingers. “This is serious. I’m in so much danger. There’s a ghost.”

“I know, met her. Sayuri-chan.”

Chris flinched at the name. “Where?”

“She molested Yoshiko during lunch today and followed her to my house. She made Yoshiko like Miyu.”

“A shrine maiden?”

“No, a futanari.” I frowned. “Miyu’s a shrine maiden? Then she can exorcise Yoshiko and make everything all right. She can fix me.”

“Fix, you?” Chris frowned. “What did the ghost do to you? And what do you mean, she followed you to your house? She’s at the school. She attacked me right after you sent me those naked pics and…”
“Wait? Is there another ghost?” frowned Lori.

“This one tried to kill me.” Fear crossed Chris’s face.

Lori gasped, hugging her girlfriend, feeling her tremble in her arms. Chris’s arms wrapped about her body, pulling her tight. Her hard girl-cock pressed into Chris. Through her skirt and panties, she felt her girlfriend’s heat. Her dick throbbed harder and harder.

“Lori.” Chris’s words were strained. “What is that I’m feeling beneath your skirt. Tell me that’s a banana.”

“No, I’m just happy to see you.” Lori tensed, swallowing. “So, the ghost haunting Yoshiko, who isn’t trying to kill us, made her into a futanari. And then… Ifuckedyoshikoandbecameafutanaritoo.” She said the last part so fast, embarrassed.

“Wait?” Chris moaned, her hips undulating. “You’re a futanari?”

Lori nodded her head.

“And so is Yoshiko?”

Another nod, her dick throbbing so hard.

“And you fucked her?”

“Yes,” Lori said, her voice tight. “Once she had a dick, well, I was so turned on. It’s so sexy.”

“Yes,” Chris moaned, smiling. “When I saw Miyu’s girl-cock, well…”

“I saw the video. So hot.” Lori undulated her hips. She knew she should be scared, but she was so turned on. Her boyfriend was this sexy girl, her dick was so hard. “Mmm, you remember our first time, parking up here in my mom’s Prius.”

“Yes,” Chris said, her blue eyes shining. They widened. “When I took your cherry.”

“Shame Miyu got yours.” Lori stood on her tiptoes. “But that doesn’t mean we can’t recreate some of it.”

Her lips kissed Chris hard and hot. She thrust her tongue, her nineteen-year-old body trembling in her girlfriend’s arms. Chris tightened her embrace, pulling Lori close. The redhead’s girl-dick throbbed harder in her panties aching to escape. Their tongues danced and dueled as she pressed Chris against the wooden railing, all of San Fransisco bay spread out behind her.

Lori broke the kiss, her breasts heaving, rubbing against Chris’s. She slid her hands up, squeezing her girlfriend’s big tits through the t-shirt. She squeezed them, brushing hard nipples, bringing low moans from Chris’s lips.

“So, how did you like being fucked by Miyu?”

Chris blushed again. She’s so pretty when she does that. “I…liked it. I’m a girl, I guess. And, well, my body reacts.”

“Mmm, so you came?”

“Hard. It kept going and going. Jesus, I’m getting so wet.”

“Oh, let me eat your pussy. I love it when you eat mine, and since you don’t have a cock…”

Chris licked her lips. “Can I…suck your cock while you do it?”

“What do you think?” Lori had a huge grin on her face. “Backseat of my mom’s Prius. It worked the first time we sixty-nined.”

Chris was eager, jerking Lori’s arm. Her jeans and boxers were left behind as Chris led Lori to the car. The redhead smiled, admiring her girlfriend’s ass. She gave it a smack, her dick throbbing so hard in her panties.

“You have a cute ass as a guy or girl,” she giggled.

“Thanks,” Chris said, her tone questioning, asking if that was good or bad.

Lori gave her girlfriend’s ass another squeeze, her dick so hard in her panties. They reached her mom’s car, and she pushed Chris against it, feeling so aggressive. I have the cock in the relationship now. Lori kissed Chris’s plump lips, feeling those big tits. Her hands shoved beneath Chris’s t-shirt, fondling her girlfriend’s pillowy boobs. They were soft, like Yoshiko’s, so nice and plump, just a delight to hold onto. Chris moaned into the kiss, lips moving harder as Lori’s hands found nipples.

She twisted them, making her girlfriend squeal and undulated, grinding on her throbbing girl-cock. A shudder ran through the redhead. She kissed her girlfriend harder, thrusting her tongue into Chris’s mouth, savoring the sweet taste.

“Oh, you feel so different,” Lori moaned, breaking the kiss.

“And you feel so hung,” panted Chris. “Don’t judge me, but I want to suck on that cock so badly. It’s not gay if I’m a girl.”

“No homo?” Lori arched an eyebrow.

“No homo,” Chris groaned.

“Slut,” giggled Lori. “You’re my slut now.”

Chris’s hands slid down, seizing Lori’s ass, squeezing hard. “But you’re my futanari-slut. You’re going to lick my pussy so hard when I’m sucking your cock.”

“Oh, that sounds like a challenge. Let’s see who makes the other cum faster.”

Chris grinned. Her face was so familiar but different. It was intoxicating. Heat rushed through Lori as her girlfriend ripped her blouse over her head. Lori hadn’t bothered with a bra, and her round tits bounced out, nipples rubbing into the bottoms of Chris’s large mounds. Lori liked that. She liked her girlfriend as a girl.

“You make me so hard,” panted Lori as Chris’s hands attacked her skirt next. She kneaded her girlfriend’s tits as Chris yanked down her skirt.

Chris pulled away and yanked open the back door of the Prius. She stared with hungry eyes at the bulge tenting Lori’s panties. Her cock throbbed, precum making a dark spot in the red material. Chris fell onto the back seat, legs spread wide open, pussy dripping.

“Let me suck that cock, slut.”

“Mmm, you’re going to suck it so hard, whore.”

Chris smiled and Lori giggled. She liked this. They were both sluts now. Both whores. She shoved down her panties, Chris gasping as her huge girl-cock flopped out, thrusting from the shaved folds of her pussy. She stroked it as Chris licked her lush lips.

“Oh, you want to suck this so badly, slut,” Lori moaned as she walked around the car. It would be easier to crawl in from the other side.

“Yes! Now get that cute ass in here, slut.”

Lori was so horny. She knew they should be focusing on other problems, but lusts controlled her right now. They throbbed out of her dick, making it so hard to make good choices. She yanked open the other rear door, Chris’s head looking up at her.

She groaned and crawled over her girlfriend. Lips nipped at her nipples and kissed at her stomach as she moved into the car. Her hands stroked Chris’s belly down to her pussy, Lori’s cock dangling. The tip brushed Chris’s blonde hair, sliding across her face, and reaching her hungry lips.

Chris engulfed the tip of Lori’s cock and sucked.

“Yes!” the redheaded futanari moaned. Her body shuddered, dangling tit shaking. “Oh, you suck cock like a hungry pro. How many times did you suck Miyu’s dick?”

Chris didn’t answer, only moaned louder about Lori’s cock.

That was fine with Lori. Her cock ached and throbbed. She leaned her head down, spreading her girlfriend’s thighs, and nuzzled into tangy pussy. She licked through the folds, savoring the juices flavor while blonde curls tickled her face.

Chris moaned in delight, the sounds humming about the tip of Lori’s cock. The futanari groaned, shuddering atop her girlfriend. Pleasure raced up her girl-dick, making her tongue lick faster and deeper into Chris’s pussy, tasting the tangy flesh, exploring.

“Oh, you have such a pretty pussy,” panted Lori between licks, her lips sticky with juices. “Damn, Chris, you make a hotter girl than me.”

Chris moaned again, it sounded proud, boastful as she sucked on Lori’s dick.

“Well, my cock is bigger than yours,” Lori moaned, shuddering. Such delicious sensations rippled down her cock. Chris was so good at sucking dick. Better than Yoshiko. “Mmm, I love this pussy. I’m going to devour it, Chris. Love it, just like you would love my pussy. Mmm, I loved it when you went down on me.” She licked through Chris’s folds. “And I love going down on you, baby.”

Her tongue nuzzled through the folds. She pressed her lips into Chris’s pussy, savoring the hot feel, her hips undulating as the pleasure built inside of her. A delicious, powerful itch that made her shudder and squirm, sliding her cock in and out of Chris’s hungry mouth.

Her tongue swirled about Lori’s dick, caressing the crown. Lori shuddered with each caress, her pussy clenching. Her pussy juices leaked out of her cunt, trickling down her shaft. She felt the beads reaching Chris’s lips.

“Mmm, I bet you like that,” Lori moaned as she nuzzled at her girlfriend’s pussy. “My juices running down my cock. Dripping to your lips.”

Chris moaned a muffled sound, maybe a yes, about Lori’s dick. Chris’s hands reached out, grasping the redhead’s ass, squeezing and pulling the futanari’s dick deeper into her mouth. Lori groaned, her pussy clenching harder as Chris sucked.

“Yes, you love it, slut.” Lori licked through her girlfriend’s folds. Her fingers stroked the tight slit. “Mmm, such a juicy pussy you have. You taste amazing. Best pussy I ever ate. Better than Yoshiko’s.”

Chris groaned, sucking so hard.

“Yes, I bet she’ll fuck you like this,” groaned Lori. “You would love that. I know you think she’s hot.”

Her fingers found Chris’s clit, stroking the little nub as her girlfriend sucked so hard on her dick. She shuddered, her hips shaking. Chris’s fingers dug into the cheeks of her ass, kneading so hard, pulling her butt-cheeks apart, slipping in.

Lori shuddered. She thrust her tongue into Chris’s pussy as her girlfriend’s finger sank into her asshole. Her bowels clenched on the invading digit. Pleasure rippled hot out of her asshole to the tip of her dick.

“Mmm, yes, I love it when you finger my asshole.” Lori moved her finger from Chris’s clit. “Let me feel your juicy cunt.”

Chris moaned, her pussy clenching about Lori’s thrusting finger. She savored the hot flesh wrapped about her digit, her bowels clenching on Chris’s finger. They both pumped their digits as Lori’s lips found her girlfriend’s clit.

And sucked hard.

Chris bucked beneath Lori and moaned about her dick. Pleasure raced up her shaft, making her moan louder and harder on Chris’s clit. They both shuddered. Her pussy burned, the duel pleasures of her ass being fingered and her cock sucked mixing, swirling, building in her depths.

“Chris,” she moaned between sucks on her girlfriend’s clit. “Oh, yes, Chris!”

Her tongue flailed Chris’s clit, driving her girlfriend wild. The gender-swapped girl bucked and moaned, wiggling her hips, humping her pussy into Lori’s mouth. Chris moaned loudly about the futanari’s dick, the humming pleasure increasing.

And then hot, tangy juices squirted into Lori’s mouth.

Her girlfriend came.

“Yes,” Lori hissed. “That’s it, slut. Ooh, you’re cumming so hard. But not as hard as I am.” Her bowels clenched on Chris’s finger. “Just keep sucking my dick, whore. Oh, my god. Sooooo fucking good. Mmm, you are such a good cock-sucker!”

Lori’s body bucked and spasmed as her orgasm exploded in the depths of her pussy. The pressure shot down her cock in powerful pulses. Cum spurted into her girlfriend’s mouth. Lori’s red hair danced as she threw back her head and screamed out her orgasm. The bliss burned through her body. She bucked and shuddered, her body whipped by the rapture shooting through her.

The bliss. The wonder. It filled her. It made her ache and shudder. It made her gasp and moan.

“Chris!”

Her girlfriend gulped down load after load of jizz, swallowing like a pro while she drank down tangy pussy juices. She lapped up the flood as they both trembled. The Prius’s shocks groaned as the car rocked back and forth.

“Damn, Chris,” she moaned, collapsing on her girlfriend. She lifted her hips, her still-hard cock popping out of Chris’s lips. “That was amazing.”

“Yes,” panted Chris. “And I won.”

“Hmm?” Lori still dwelled in a daze of pleasure.

“I made you cum the hardest.” Such pride burned in Chris’s feminine voice, the same pride she had as boy whenever she made Lori cum.

“I think we both won.”

“Mmm, and you’re still hard. Just like Miyu.”

“Oh, yes,” Lori moaned. “I have stamina. And I need more.”

“Ever heard of paizuri?”

“What?” blinked Lori.

“You’re going to love it. Sit on the edge of the car, your legs dangling out, and I will use my big tits to make you cum.”

Lori’s eyes opened. One of the reasons she always wanted to have big tits was to do just that for Chris. She knew her girlfriend loved titty fucks—paizuri must be the dumb Japanese name for it—and she always wanted to do it for Chris.

And now Chris was doing it for her.

“I love you so much,” Lori said. “You’re the best.”

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Chris hurried around the Prius. She hadn’t lost her girlfriend’s love by becoming a girl. Whatever fortuitous turn of events ended up with Lori becoming a futanari had stopped this from being a disaster. Lori still loved her.

The afternoon sun shining on Chris’s naked, tanned body. Only her crotch was paler—she didn’t sunbathe nude, though she was wishing she did now, it was so freeing being naked in public. An excited tremble went through her body. We could be caught at any moment.

Her fears of Miyu and the ghost were subsumed by her lust. Her brain couldn’t think of anything but the big, throbbing dick her girlfriend had. My girlfriend is a futanari. This is the hottest fucking thing in the world.

As a guy, Chris had jerked off a lot to drawings of dickgirls and futas, loving their busty, feminine frames contrasting with their huge, throbbing dicks. It was so impossibly wrong it made him so achingly hard.

“Let’s do this, baby,” Lori moaned, sitting on the edge of her seat, looking so beautiful, her green eyes shining, her red hair spilled about her shoulders. Her round breasts bobbed and heaved while her dick waggled before her, thrusting from the folds of her pussy.

That impossible sight. Pussy and cock. But no balls. Chris always liked the futas with balls, but he wouldn’t complain.

“Damn,” Chris moaned, kneeling on her discarded shirt, padding against the gravel. She leaned forward, nuzzling at Lori’s tart pussy. She licked through the folds as her girlfriend moaned, reaching the base of her dick.

“Oh, that’s hot,” panted Lori as Chris dragged her tongue higher and higher up the shaft. She could still taste the salty flavor of her girlfriend’s cum. “Mmm, warp those big, lush boobies about my dick and make me cum.”

“Yes,” Chris said, her pussy clenching. Her heart raced. She had always wanted to be on the receiving end of a titty fuck, but was glad to give this treat to Lori.

Chris cupped her large breasts, her fingers sinking into her pillowy mounds. She lifted them up and brought them to her girlfriend’s cock. She sandwiched the throbbing dick between her tits, savoring the hard shaft’s heat. She pushed her tits tight together, her silky flesh engulfing the big shaft.

And slid her tits down.

Lori bucked, her mouth opening wide as she moaned. Her green eyes blinked as Chris slid her tits back up the throbbing girl-dick. Precum leaked out of the crown, smearing onto Chris’s flesh, lubing the way as she pumped her tits up and down. Her hard nipples rubbed on Lori’s naked stomach, sending tingles racing down to Chris’s pussy.

She squirmed, her cunt growing hotter and hotter. Juices dripped down her thighs as she pleasured Lori’s dick. Chris stared at the tip of her girlfriend’s dick emerging over and over from the valley of her tits, the pink crown popping into sight.

“Mmm, that’s kinda hot,” Lori moaned, her hips shifting. “Watching it pop out. It’s so cute.”

“Yeah,” Chris agreed, licking her lips.

Then she licked the tip of Lori’s dick when it emerged, gathering the salty precum.

“Damn,” Lori panted, her body bucking at the sudden contact of Chris’s tongue.

Chris grinned and did it again. And again. Every time Lori’s dick emerged from her tits, the gender-swapped girl licked the wrinkled, pink crown. Her tongue bathed across it, savoring the salty precum, making Lori gasp and moan.

The futanari’s voice echoed through the car. She leaned back on her hands, the seat creaking as she smiled down at Chris. That beautiful smile encouraged her to fuck her tits up and down faster and faster. Her hips swayed from side-to-side, her pussy burning. She squeezed her thighs tight, her clit throbbing, begging to be touched.

But her hands were full of her tits.

Her nipples throbbed as they rasped and rubbed Lori’s belly. Tingles raced through Chris. She groaned between licks. Her tongue flailed the tip of the futanari’s cock. The tip throbbed and twitched. The cock was so hot between Chris’s tits.

“Oh, god, I’m going to erupt,” panted Lori. “Oh, your tits are heavenly, Chris. Just fucking amazing.”

“Do it,” moaned Chris, excited. “Give me a pearl necklace.”

“Oh, so I have to buy you jewelry just because I have the dick in the relationship?”

“Yes,” Chris panted, tits sliding faster and faster, her arms burning from the strain. She pumped through the pain, eager to give her girlfriend a treat. “Cum on my face, baby. Just erupt. I want to feel your jizz splatter me.”

“Yes,” Lori moaned. Her green eyes squeezed shut. Her hips bucked, fucking her cock through Chris’s tits. “You nasty slut. Oh, yes! Yes!”

The dick throbbed between Chris’s tits. The tip swelled. Cum spurted out and splattered the bottom of her chin. The hot jizz washed across her neck. The thick, hot spunk clung to her flesh. Chris groaned, loving the feel of it.

The next spurt erupted, landing on her lips and chin. She licked the jizz out as Lori moaned, savoring the salty flavor. Her tits slid up, milking the spurting cock. Cum splattered across Chris’s big, pillowy tits, running hot as it fell down into her cleavage.

“Oh, that’s so hot,” moaned Lori, eyes fluttering open. “Oh, damn, Chris, you have a shiny pearl necklace.”

“Uh-huh, “Chris panted, her pussy on fire. It felt so hot to be jizzed on. So demeaning. She truly was a slut. Lori’s slut.

The futanari’s dick was still hard.

“I love it,” Chris moaned as she moved, straddling Lori’s waist. The gender-swapped girl grasped the futanari’s big dick, guiding it to her hungry pussy. Her big tits pressed into Lori’s face, smearing cum on the redhead’s features.

“Fuck me,” Lori moaned as Chris rubbed her pussy on the cock’s tip.

“Yes,” she moaned and slammed her new pussy down her girlfriend’s dick.

The huge cock stretched out Chris’s cunt. Her back arched. Her tits smeared into Lori’s mouth. Her tongue licked, sucking on Chris’s cum-stained nipple, shooting pleasure down to the gender-swapped girl’s cunt.

She clenched down on Lori’s dick. Chris fucked her girlfriend hard and fast. The shocks of the Prius groaned as the two humped and writhed. Lori’s hands seized Chris’s ass, gripping both butt-cheeks.

“Oh, yes, your cock is so huge,” panted Chris. “I’m such a slut for this dick.”

“I’m such a slut for this pussy,” Lori answered, her fingers kneading Chris’s ass. “Fucking ride me hard. I want to dump so much cum into your snatch.”

“Yes!” Chris’s pussy clenched hard on her girlfriend’s thick dick. Her hips moved faster and faster. “Do that. I love it. I want to feel all your jizz spurt into me. Oh, god, this is so hot. I’m fucking my big-dicked girlfriend!”

“Yes!”

Chris’s hips rode her girlfriend faster and faster. Her pussy drank in the friction of Lori’s huge dick. Chris used all the tricks she remembered her girlfriend doing when she was a boy. The way Lori twisted her hips, undulated, ground her clit into Lori’s pubic bone. The gender-swapped girl wanted to make the futanari cum so hard into her pussy.

And then erupt in her own pleasure.

Her sun-bleached hair brushed Lori’s face as they kissed. The futanari’s cum stained both their lips. They licked and nuzzled, sharing the treat. Chris groaned, her pussy clenching as she slammed her pussy up and down Lori’s cock, driving them both wild.

Lori’s fingers squeezed so hard on Chris’s ass. Their tongues stabbed at each other, dueling with a frantic desire. They fucked each other, Chris’s fingers scratching at Lori’s back. The friction burned as Chris fucked up and down on the girl-shaft, loving how deep it stabbed into her cunt. Filling her. Driving her wild.

She broke the kiss. “I’m going to cum!”

“Do it,” hissed Lori. “Cum on my dick. Milk my cock. You want it, slut.”

“Whore,” Chris moaned. “You’re my futanari-whore. You love my pussy!”

“So much! The best pussy!”

Chris shuddered at her girlfriend’s words. She slammed her cunt down the redhead’s shaft. Her clit rubbed into Lori’s crotch. Sparks flew. Pleasure burst in the depths of Chris’s pussy. Her sheath spasmed about the thick cock, massaging it as her body spasmed and writhed. Pleasure flooded through her.

Wonderful rapture.

Ecstasy slammed into her mind as her hips went wild, bucking on Lori’s dick. The redhead moaned, gripping Chris’s ass, fucking her hips up and down. Her spasming pussy slid up and down the thick, hard shaft.

“Cum in me,” screamed Chris as the pleasure burst through her. “Give me all that girl-spunk!”

“Yes,” Lori hissed, her green eyes staring into Chris’s blue.

She was lost to those green depths, staring at them as the pleasure of her orgasm washed through her mind. She slammed down the futanari’s dick, taking every inch into her writhing flesh. Lori groaned. Her dick erupted.

Cum flooded Chris’s pussy.

The gender-swapped girl’s head snapped back. Another orgasm exploded in her as her girlfriend flooded her cunt with jizz. Hot, thick, creamy cum. It was amazing. The rapture boiled through her mind as her pussy milked Lori’s cock.

“That’s soooo good!” Chris screamed as their bodies heaved in shared ecstasy.

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Yoshiko dreamed she was in a hot spring. She sat on the edge, the hot water around her calves up to her knees. She trembled, staring at Mitsuko. The princess moved through the water, her small breasts trembling, jiggling, her hands behind her back as she sauntered across the steamy water. She was so lovely. A moan came unbidden from Yoshiko’s lips.

I’m dreaming Sayuri’s life again. Or her memories of it.

“Look what my maids procured for me,” purred Mitsuko. She had a naughty smile on her pink lips, her slanted eyes burning. Her hair was pinned up by a white hair comb. It looked like it was made from some sort of shiny, white stone. Alabaster? wondered Yoshiko.

“What, Mitsuko-hime?” Yoshiko said unbidden again. It wasn’t her body really speaking. She was in Sayuri’s body. Her breasts were nowhere big enough to be her own.

“It came all the way from the province of Hiko,” Mitsuko said, pulling the object from behind her back. It was wet, the pale-yellow fibers of a plant forming into a cylindrical shape. Two strands of knotted cord made from the same material bound the middle of the object, keeping the fibers together. More cords connected the bands, each knotted. “It’s made from itadori, and the women of the province swear by its pleasure.”

It’s a dildo, Yoshiko realized. She stared at the knotted cords binding it, trying to imagine the added sensation they would add.

“I don’t understand,” Sayuri said.

She wants to fuck you with it, Yoshiko said to her host as Mitsuko came closer, a naughty grin on her face.

“It is a kokeshi.” Mitsuko smile. “Surely you’ve heard how older girls play with their kokeshi in different manner than when they were younger.”

Yoshiko was confused. The word was unfamiliar to her and its context. But Sayuri gasped and blushed. “Oh, yes, I see. You want to use it… On me.”

“Then you can use it on me,” purred Mitsuko, stopping before Sayuri. “I want you to take my virginity. Not a man.”

Sayuri, we need to talk, Yoshiko said. I have to understand why you’re haunting me. Please, please, answer me.

Sayuri trembled. “Will it hurt?”

“Don’t be afraid,” Mitsuko said, leaning over and capturing Sayuri’s hard, brown nipple in soft lips. She sucked.

Sayuri moaned.

I’m here, Yoshiko called as she felt pleasure rush through Sayuri’s body like it was her own. Don’t ignore me.

But Sayuri only moaned her delight as her lover, her princess, suckled at her nipple. Mitsuko brought the strange dildo down to her wet, black bush, rubbing it on virgin flesh.

To be continued…

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Cassandra is crushed by Mrs. Teller rejection, hating her new changes. Worse, she has to show up for Lana’s slumber party. Will she reconcile with Lana’s mother, or will she lose her dreams.

The Futa Fairy – Futa’s Hot MILF Wish
Chapter Two: Cassandra’s Futa Problem
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Tears fell down my cheeks as I stared at my new cock sprouting from where my clit used, the folds of my pussy wrapped about its base. It was still wet and shiny with Mrs. Teller’s hot pussy. The MILF, mother of my best friend, had rode me so hard, so eager to cum on my dick. I thought, finally, that I had her. After lusting after her for years, I had the MILF in my arms.

Yes, I didn’t imagine I would grow a cock at nineteen and fuck her with it, or that a naughty futa-fairy would visit me in my dreams to grant my wish. But it happened. I made love to Mrs. Teller, and it was magical. I held her, kissed her, and felt that glorious pussy about my new futa-cock. And then she came. I came. I flooded her pussy.

It was the best feeling ever.

And then Mrs. Teller felt so guilty. She was married, her husband asleep upstairs along with my best friend, Lana. Mrs. Teller had bolted off of me, fleeing the living room in a panic, leaving me sitting on her couch in a crying daze.

I had my wish, and she rejected it. Mrs. Teller didn’t want to be my lover.

I stared at my cock. It twitched, still half-hard. “It’s all your fault. If I wasn’t a freak, she would have loved me.”

I grabbed my cock, pulling on it.

My hand slipped up the shaft, lubed by her juices, and popped off. My tip throbbed from the friction, pleasure racing down my shaft to my pussy. Tingles rushed through me, the memory of my orgasm I just had with the hot MILF.

“If it wasn’t for you,” I hissed, tugging on it again, my dick stretching, my hand sliding up it and brushing the tip, sending more pleasure through me. “Stupid cock!”

The pleasure only remembered me of what just happened, from waking up from my dream with Leanan Sidhe in the aviary to Mrs. Teller standing over me in her robe, burned in my mind. My cum had erupted, painting her face with my jizz. She had looked so hot, so sexy, dripping with my seed. Even in the dark living room, I could tell how beautiful she was, her tanned face flawless, ripened into the epitome of womanly beauty, her blonde hair spilling in a tousled mess about her face, her large breasts straining against her loosely tied about her waist.

It was so hot.

My dick throbbed as I tugged on it, my hand stroking up and down as I relived what just happened. My eyes closed. I leaned back into the couch, furiously tugging on my cock. The tip throbbed and ached as my palm slid over it, my girl-cock so hard, the shaft throbbing in my hand.

It had been magical as Mrs. Teller mounted me. The MILF had fucked me so hard, riding my new cock, moaning and gasping. She loved it. Her big breasts had broken free of her robe. She had cum so hard on my dick.

“Then why did you run?” I hissed. “You loved my cock! You told me. You hadn’t cum in forever. Your husband’s cock isn’t as good as mine.”

I tugged so hard. No boy had ever tugged so hard on his cock as I tugged on mine. My pussy clenched as I squirmed on the couch, my moans echoing through the still living room. I squirmed on the couch, juices leaking out of my pussy. My hand slapped over and over into my pussy lips before sliding up to stroke my crown.

My toes curled as pressure swelled in the depth of my body. I groaned, mewling as my body shivered. My pussy clenched. The ache built at the tip of my cock. That need to explode. I groaned through clenched teeth, tugging so hard on my dick.

White cum spurted from my girl-cock.

I groaned, thrashing as it arched through the air and splattered onto the glass coffee table. I groaned, squirming as another blast fired from my dick and then a third. Each one sent pleasure knifing through my body, stabbing right into my brain. It was amazing.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I panted, heaving, my body buzzing from the intensity of my new cock’s orgasm. It contrasted with the softer pleasure rippling out of my pussy. “Oh, damn that’s—”

DONG! DONG!

I gasped, the grandfather clock in the sitting room announcing it was 2 AM. I shuddered, my heart racing. My eyes widened. I just jerked off my new cock in Lana’s living room. I groaned, wishing I hadn’t fallen asleep watching movies with my best friend. If I had gone home, then at least I would be there. And I wouldn’t have had my heart broken by Mrs. Teller.

Fresh tears fell down my cheeks. I let go of my cock. Trying to tug it off just led to filthy masturbating. I stumbled to my feet, heading to the kitchen to find paper towels. I wiped up my creamy mess from the coffee table, feeling so guilty, then I disposed of the evidence in the kitchen trashcan.

My new cock was so tight in my panties. I headed home, leaving the Teller’s house and walking through the cool summer evening back to my own house next door. I slipped into my house and padded upstairs, hoping I didn’t wake up Mom. I reached my bedroom, throwing myself on my bed, crying into my pillows.

After my tears finally stopped, I rolled onto my back, my dick throbbing in my panties. I hated it so much. Why did that stupid fairy curse me with a cock? It just caused so much problems. I was happy lusting at my MILF neighbor from a distance, hanging out at Lana’s house as much as I could so I could vicariously peep on the object of my affection.

I glanced to my bedroom window. It faced out to the Teller’s master bedroom, the lacy curtains open as usual. There she was, sleeping beside her husband. She must have douched herself and went to bed. She always slept naked. There were her breasts pillowed by her arm.

Before I knew it, I was jerking off again. Sitting on my bed, I stroked my dick so hard staring at her sleeping. I groaned when I came, my cum splattering the carpet of my floor. More drizzled over my hand and splashed on my thighs.

No wonder girls joked about a guy and the box of tissues by his bed. Cumming made such a huge mess.

“Damn fairy,” I muttered, falling back onto my bed, the cum drying on the back of my hand. “Stupid, dumb fairy. I bet you’re laughing. ‘Oh, look at my dear, sweet Cassandra in such a tizzy because I gave her a big, huge cock that freaked out the woman she loves and now everyone will know she’s a freak. They’ll see her cock bulging her panties and laugh at her. Tee hee hee.’”

I rolled onto my side. I would have to face the world with a cock. I couldn’t wear any tight bikinis and sunbathe with Lana. I would have to hide the filthy thing. No one could ever know what the futa-fairy cursed me with.

Maybe I could cut it off?

That thought hit me as I lay in a daze on my bed, so tired and wanting to sleep, but so frustrated and sad about what happened I couldn’t. It wormed through me. I could get a pair of scissors and just snip it away.

Then I could be a normal girl again.

But I’d probably end up bleeding to death or something. I think there was an artery that ran through boy’s penis. It’s what let them get so hard. I’d have to wake up my parents, tell them I cut off my own futa-cock, and had to go to the hospital.

So many people would know.

I rolled onto my back, staring at the ceiling, my dick throbbing in my panties, begging to be stroked again. I shook my head. It was lighter in my room. Dawn approached. My eyes felt like grit. I closed them, too tired to really care now.

And then it happened. I felt something in the world change. Like an energy that had dissipated. My dick throbbed once, and then the pressure in my panties grew less and less. They weren’t so tight, so constrictive and…

My eyes bolted open. I sat up and stared at my panties. They weren’t bulging around my cock. There was nothing. “Oh, please, please say it’s over.”

My fingers pulled aside my panties. I had never been so relieved to see the fiery landing strip leading to my shaved pussy. My slit was as tight as usual. No huge cock bulged out. I ran my fingers through my pussy lips, nudging my clitoral hood. My clit was inside, not hard and aroused.

“Thank god,” I groaned. “It’s over.”

Relief flooded through me. I had lost my chance to ever have my relationship with Mrs. Teller, but at least I wasn’t a freak any longer. I fell back on my pillow and my eyes closed. I must have fallen asleep right away because it was past noon when my beeping phone dragged me out of unconsciousness.

I fumbled for it, reaching. I snagged it off my nightstand. I had a Skype call from Lana. I swiped the screen. “Hello.”

“Hey,” she said brightly, sitting in her bedroom, sunlight almost washing out her blonde hair into a white blur. “You weren’t sleeping on the couch when I woke up.”

“Yeah, I decided to go home and sleep in a bed,” I said.

“You just waking up? You look awful.”

“Thanks,” I grumbled.

She giggled. “Just looking out for you. Your eyes are bloodshot.” She brought her phone closer to her face. “Did you get into your dad’s booze.”

“Just…” I shook my head. “Nothing. Just didn’t sleep. The sun was up when I passed out.”

“Ugg, insomnia’s the worst. Remember last year when I didn’t sleep for two weeks?”

She was exaggerating, as always. “Yeah,” I grinned. “I remember.”

“So, excited for tonight?”

I blinked. “Tonight?”

“My big slumber party.” She shook her head. “Summer’s almost up. One last bash. How could you forget?”

“Right, right. Sorry, just waking up.” I faked a smile. I would be at the Tellers house all evening. “I remember.”

“Then get your keister over here and help me get ready. That’s a best friend’s job.”

“Let me take a shower and look less horrifying,” I said. There was no way I could face Mrs. Teller looking awful. Even if she thought I was a freak.

“Sure, sure, no hurry.”

I shook my head. Lana was like that, one moment so excited about something that it had to be done right away and then the next acting like she didn’t care a bit. “Kay. Bye.”

“Bye.”

The Skype call ended. I groaned, not wanting to get up. But it was past noon.

My stomach twisted and roiled as I took my shower and spent an hour mastering my red hair and applying a light amount of makeup. Nothing overboard. I selected a florescent-green set of bra and panties, cute and fun but not too sexy for a slumber party, and made sure I had a bikini to bring over. I dressed in a flaring, flowery skirt and a tank top, my bra peeking out around the white top, adding a splash of color that worked well with my red hair and green eyes.

My parents were at work, since it was a Friday, and I foraged for food in the kitchen. As much as my stomach was twisting with nerves, I also was starving. It was strange eating while feeling like I wanted to throw up.

I made a cup of chamomile tea and drank that to settle my stomach before facing the Teller house.

Lana and I practically lived at each other’s house, so knocking wasn’t necessary. I opened the door and stepped into the living room. I flushed with guilt when my eyes fell on the coffee table. I moved to it, searching for any streaks.

There was one. A bit of cum I missed.

“Oh, hi,” the strained, bubbly voice of Mrs. Teller said from behind me.

I jumped, spun, and saw the MILF wearing a pair of white shorts and a pink baby doll t-shirt standing at the hallway leading back to the kitchen. She looked so radiant, her blonde curls falling about her head, her legs so tanned and lithe, contrasting with her white shorts. And her breasts… They filled out that t-shirt.

My pussy grew hot, wet. But no cock sprouted.

“Hi, Mrs. Teller,” I said, my cheeks red. I fidgeted, washing my hands before me.

“Cassandra,” she said, her cheeks darkening with a blush. Her eyes flicked down. “I… Right, you’re here to help out with the party.”

“It’s gone,” I said, squirming, my eyes burning. “So you don’t have to…worry?”

“Oh, okay.” She licked her lips. “It was just…a dream, right? Not real. I mean…” Her cheeks grew darker. “You’re a girl. Not…”

“A futa,” I finished. “Just a dream.”

She stared at me, her own hips swaying. She opened her mouth twice to say something. And then Lana burst into the room from a different hallway that led to the stairs. “Cassandra!”

“Hey,” I smiled.

Lana glanced at me then at her mother, frowning. “What are you two doing? There’s such a weird vibe in here.”

“Just…”

“Talking about dreams,” Mrs. Teller told her daughter. “I found Cassandra having a…um…nightmare sleeping on our couch last night. It was…”

“Weird,” I said.

“Oh, is that what had you up all night?” My friend grinned, her face a younger version of her mother’s. “She’s a scaredy-cat. She won’t see any horror films.”

“I can’t handle the stress,” I said. “It’s not fun. I don’t get why you love them, Lana.”

“Because they make me feel sooooo alive.” Lana darted to me. “Now we’re on cupcake duty. And then we have to go out and buy the drinks and chips. Mom gave me a budget.”

“And you’ll stick to it,” Mrs. Teller said, disappearing back down the hallway to the kitchen.

It was weird around Mrs. Teller. All day we kept bumping into each other as I helped Lana get ready for her party. And we always just looked at each other, both of squirming. I wanted to seize her, to tell her I didn’t have the cock and she didn’t have to run. That we could love each other. I didn’t care that she was married.

But she was embarrassed. I was just a kid. Nineteen. Not a sophisticated adult. And there was guilt, too. She had known me all my life. I was her daughter’s best friend and then we had sex last night. And that was without adding the weird cock I had temporarily sprouted.

There were six girls coming for sure, though more were invited, and Lana wanted to have enough food for them all. “I don’t think Deidre’s coming,” Lana said as we shopped for snacks at the WinCo. “She’s attached to the hip to her bratty sister, and Keily was not invited.”

“Yeah, it’s so weird,” I giggled.

“But Mei, Marissa, Kelly, Becky, Rosa, and…Theresa are definites,” she said, rattling off the names for the seventeenth bazillion time. “Mei only drinks diet soda, right?”

“I think so,” I told her.

“Well, grab a case of Diet Pepsi for her.”

We had a shopping cart full of soda, jugs of Arizona iced tea, and bags of all sorts of chips and dips. It was far too much, but I didn’t say that to Lana. She was clearly having so much fun. She paid with her Mom’s debit card, putting in the pin code while she stared longingly at the locked liqueur shelves.

“Dad’s out of town,” she said. “Left this morning. And mom’s such a heavy sleeper. Why don’t we know anyone who’s twenty-one? This party could be real wild.”

“Yeah,” I said, grinning at her. “Truth or Dare would be so wild if we were drunk.”

“Remember Becky’s party? Oh, my god, I can’t believe you actually kissed her naked ass for the dare.”

My cheeks blushed. None of my friends knew I was a lesbian. “I always do my dares.”

“Alcohol makes you do your dares.” She sighed. “This party will be so lame without it.”

I nudged her hip with mine. “It’ll be a blast. You’ll see.”

She beamed at me, looking almost as sexy as her mother. “Thanks, Cassandra.”

As she hugged me, my nipples tingled and a wet heat raced through me. I hadn’t ever paid attention to Lana. Why would I when I had her MILF mother attracting my attention. Maybe I should have set my sights on a younger Teller woman to seduce. We could be more than friends.

Maybe…during Truth or Dare, I could dare her to kiss me. That would be wild.

I was wet for the rest of the day as we got everything set up. Around five, the girls began arriving. Mei was first, the Chinese girl beaming as she came in, then Kelly and Theresa. Rosa, Marissa, and Becky arrived together. We all put on our bikinis and hit the pool.

It turned out, I had a lot of hot friends. Mei was petite, her breasts small mounds, but her skin was so exotic. Rosa had golden-brown skin and such a great ass. Becky was almost as stacked as Mrs. Teller, her boobs seemed to float as she lounged against the side of the pool in her blue bikini. Theresa had killer legs, and Becky had these plump, kissable lips. Marissa was a knock out in her one piece stretched around her round breasts, her legs so sleek.

My excitement only grew as we splashed in the water. I didn’t need Mrs. Teller. I could have fun with my friends. One of them had to be at least bicurious. My nipples were so hard, bringing laughs from Mei when she noticed.

“Someone’s thinking of a cute boy,” grinned Mei before she splashed.

“She’s always thinking about boys,” laughed Lana. “She’s boy crazy.”

“I am,” I lied, splashing Mei back.

Shrieks echoed through the backyard as we tried to drown each other. Water splashed in every direction as we screeched and giggled. There were no teams. It was a free-for-all. Alliances would pop up and then were betrayed moments later as we moved around the pool.

“Girls, are you trying to murder each other?” Mrs. Teller asked, coming out in her red bikini.

And the world stopped for me. I stared at her heaving breasts as she sauntered out, her hips swaying. I groaned, lusting after her. My friends were all cute girls. But that was all they were—girls. Mrs. Teller was a woman.

I couldn’t settle for my friends. But how could I have my MILF? I had my chance last night, and the dumb futa-cock blew it. I tracked her as she walked across the pool, sunglasses hiding her eyes, an amused smile on her lips.

Then a huge splash of water crashed into my face. “Pay attention,” Lana laughed. “Or you’re going to lose.”

“How do I win?” I shrieked and splashed back at her.

But as we played, I felt Mrs. Teller’s eyes on me and flushed. I was just proving to her I was a girl, too. Not a woman. Not someone worthy of her beautiful body. I faked my enthusiasm, but the game had lost all its fun. I wasn’t sad when it petered out finally, the eight of us all panting for breath, flushed from our exertion.

Then we were sunbathing, enjoying the last rays of the sun while our stomachs growled. Drinks were poured and chips were snacked on as we talked boys and music and clothes and more boys. I kept glancing at Mrs. Teller, now on her stomach, staring at her ass hugged by her bikini bottoms, wanting to grab them.

My clit throbbed.

I wanted to fuck her again.

God, I hoped I wasn’t missing my futa-cock.

“Okay, let’s order pizza,” Lana announced around seven PM. “I am starving.”

“Yes!” the other girls cheered, and we headed inside the house to change out of our swimsuits.

We settled down into the living room, the glass coffee table moved to the off-limits sitting room, and put in a sappy romcom while we waited for the pizzas. I sat on the floor between Mei and Becky, a Dr. Pepper in hand, snaking on tortilla chips. The laughing and giggling started up immediately as we all squirmed. The pizzas came not long after.

It was a lot of fun. With Mrs. Teller retreated to upstairs, giving us our space, I could relax and forget about my heartache and concentrate on having fun. Soon Mei was dancing before the TV, the movie completely ignored. She laughed and giggled, her boyish hips swaying. She was such a petite thing.

Just like Leanan Sidhe.

A flush heated my pussy as I cheered, “Shake that booty, Mei.”

“You’ll be a great stripper,” laughed Lana. “You’ll get the guys horny.”

“You think so,” Mei said, her ass clad by a pair of booty shorts, her slim legs toned and with that lovely Asian-olive shade. “I don’t have much of one.” She turned around, cupping her small tits through her tank top. “And I’m sooooooooo flat. I wish I had boobs like your mom, Lana.”

“Your mom has the best boobs,” I blurted out.

“I know, right,” Becky said. “Mine come close.”

I nodded my head.

“Ugh, don’t ogle her boobs, Cassandra,” Lana said. “And stop talking about my mom’s tits. She’s my mom. That’s super gross.”

“What?” Becky said, now cupping her breasts. “Don’t you like a big pair of boobies, Lana?”

“I like a big pair of balls,” Lana said. “And a hot chest.”

“Ooh, I saw Brian at the Y this morning,” Theresa cut in. “He was swimming in a speedo.”

I sighed at the mention of boys, and suddenly all the talk of boobs was gone. It was just getting so good. Becky did have a nice pair of tits. They were almost as big as Mrs. Tellers. I bet I could have as much fun with them. I just needed to forget about the MILF.

Move on.

My heart ached. I sank down on the couch, retreating into silence as the other girls laughed and giggled. Marissa freaked out when Lana started talking about her hunky Dad. “I would so ride his mustache!”

I glanced upstairs. The master bedroom was overhead. I bet Mrs. Teller was naked right now. If I was in my room, I could masturbate in the dark, staring at her. I kept my curtains drawn just right so they looked closed but weren’t. I would peep on her so hard. My thighs rubbed together.

“Someone’s nipplely,” laughed Rosa, the Hispanic girl reaching out and tweaking my nipple through my top and bra. “Who are you thinking about?”

“Marissa’s dad,” Lana laughed. “She’s got the hots for an older lover.”

“My dad?” Marissa gasped. “Come on. That’s not funny. He’s soooooo old.”

“And experienced,” Becky sighed. “Mmm, I’m getting nipplely, too.”

“So, were you thinking of Marissa’s dad?” Rosa asked.

I bit my lip.

“Truth or Dare!” declared Lana as she pulled off her tank top, exposing her breast contained in a hot pink bra. “It’s time. Strip to your undies, girls.”

I couldn’t remember why we stripped to our bra and panties to play Truth or Dare. We had played Truth or Dare this way since we were kids. So I didn’t hesitate to join in. I ripped off my tank top, exposing my florescent green bra, and wiggled out of my skirt. Becky had a yummy, black bra that fought to constrain her rather large breasts, and Kelly’s was sky blue and so lacy, the cups dotted with little holes that let her flesh peek through. Theresa had a skimpy, red thong on that barely hid anything, and gave her a delicious cameltoe.

Damn, my friends were sexy.

“Truth or Dare, Cassandra,” Lana said, giving me a look. I knew the truth she would ask.

“Dare!” I always took dare. It was too dangerous doing truth. I didn’t want my friends knowing I was gay. Especially Lana. She would freak out.

“You always pick dare,” complained Becky.

“I like to have fun,” I shrugged.

“Fine,” Lana said, her eyes gleaming. “Take off your bra and step out onto my front porch for thirty seconds.”

My eyes widened. “What?”

“Or you could take truth.” She licked her lips. She really wanted to find out who I had a crush on.

“Fine.”

I stood up.

“No way,” Kelly said, her green eyes wide.

“Way,” I told her, my fiery curls swaying about my shoulders as I reached behind me and unhooked my bra. I slipped it off my shoulders, baring my round breasts, pink nipples hard, to my friends.

“No covering the goods,” Lana said, shaking her head as I dropped my bra on the floor.

“Fine,” I said, trembling. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. My house was next door. It was still daylight, barely. Someone would see me.

I forced myself to walk to the door, head held high, tits bouncing. My friends moved behind me, giggling, whispering. They didn’t believe I would do it. I reached the front door, took a deep breath, and opened it.

“Holy shit,” Mei groaned as I stepped outside.

It had cooled off as the sun sank. The world was dark with twilight, but sunlight still spilled down the street as it set. The girls began counting behind me as I gazed out on our quiet street. I looked around, trembling, my entire body shaking.

“Don’t let anyone see me,” I whispered.

“Ten,” they counted.

A car approached. My knees knocked.

“Fifteen!”

“You have to stay out there,” Lana called.

The crunch of the tires came closer and closer. The shadow of the car appeared ahead of it.
“Twenty.”

“Oh, god,” I groaned, my hands clasped before me. My tits were so exposed.

“Twenty-five.”

The fender of the car appeared. Blue. Mr. Whittaker would get a treat. It moved so slow, creeping out from behind Lana’s bush. The driver would see me. He would look to his right and see a topless, barely legal girl standing on the porch. Oh, god, this was so embarrassing.

“Thirty!”

I turned and bolted inside, barreling into my friends.

“Holy shit, you did it,” Lana said, slamming shut the door. “Wow.”

“Yeah,” I said, still shivering, my legs felt watery. “I did.”

“Well, who you going to pick?” Lana asked.

“Pick?”

“For the game.” Lana rolled her eyes. “Come on, Cassandra.”

“Right, right.” I licked my lips as we headed back to the living room. “Mei, Truth or Dare.”
“Truth,” Mei said.

“Have you masturbated today?” was the question that tumbled out of my lips.

I sat down on the couch as Mei blushed. “Yes.”

Everyone gave a wicked giggle. Kelly said, “I love masturbating. I do it every day.”

“Really,” Mei blinked. She looked around the room. “Theresa, Truth or Dare.”

“Truth,” Theresa said.

As Mei asked her question, the world changed. I shivered, my naked breasts jiggling. I felt the sun set and the energy surged through me, lancing right for my clit. My eyes widened in shock. My entire body trembled as my clit ached and throbbed. It swelled. I clamped my hands over my crotch as it grew bigger and bigger.

“Oh, no,” I groaned, my clit transforming into a big, thick girl-dick, pressing on my hands.

“It’s not that bad,” Theresa said. “Right?”

“Cassandra’s just being mean,” Lana said, giving me a look.

I had missed the question and answer. But that didn’t matter. I was growing a big dick. Wearing only my panties. Sitting with my friends. Panic struck me. I let out a gasp and bolted to my feet. Still covering my panties, I darted away from the living room.

“Cassandra?” Mei called.

“Bathroom!” I shouted.

“Hope it wasn’t the pizza,” muttered Lana as I raced through the living room.

I don’t know why I bolted up the stairs. Maybe it was the closest path of escape from the living room and my friends finding out I had a cock. Maybe I was scared and wanting comfort from someone motherly.

My feet slapped on the stairs, my naked tits bouncing as tears fell down my cheeks. What would I do? It was back. The stupid futa-cock was back. This was horrible. It was a nightmare. Why did it have to sprout now? Why sunset? What did that stupid futa-fairy do to me? She ruined my life. How was I getting out of the house without my friends seeing it?

Seeing I was a freak.

I was ruined. They would hate me.

I reached the top of the stairs and stumbled into the hallway wall. I pressed my face against the flowery wallpaper, my entire body shaking as the sobs hit me. Why did that dumb fairy have to ruin my life? Why did she have to pick on me?

A door opened.

I flinched as Mrs. Teller stepped out wearing the same loosely tied bathrobe as last night, her large breasts swaying beneath it as she stared at me. It was dark in her bedroom. I must have woken her up. I trembled. She was the last person I wanted to see.

“Cassandra, honey?” she asked. “What’s wrong? Did Lana do something to you? Were they picking on you?”

“I…” I kept my hands firmly clamped over my crotch, turning away from the MILF as she walked forward.

“You’re topless? Did they take your bra? Were you playing that dumb Truth or Dare game?” Mrs. Teller let out an exasperated sigh. “One of you girls always ends up crying whenever you play it.”

“It’s not that,” I said.

She touched my shoulder. “I…I know things are weird…because of last night, honey, but…” Her eyes flicked down. “Oh, no. Is it…?”

I nodded my head. “They’ll see, Mrs. Teller. They’ll see I’m a freak.”

“Oh, honey, you’re not a freak,” Mrs. Teller said, turning my shoulders to face her.

I breathed in the vanilla scent that wreathed her. Lotion. She must have covered her body in it before falling asleep. I had seen her do that many times. She smelled so good. My dick throbbed in my tight panties as I trembled before her.

“I am a freak,” I said. “Y-you ran away last night.”

“Not because you’re a freak.” She moved her right hand from my shoulder to cup my chin. She lifted my gaze, her thumb wiping at a tear. “No, no. I fled because I’m married. I cheated on my husband. And… It scared me how much I wanted you. How much your cock pleased me.” She swallowed. “I know you have a crush on me. I’ve felt you watching me for years from your bedroom.”

“You have?”

She nodded her head. “I thought you might grow out of it, but…” She trembled. “After last night…” Her left hand moved down to my hands covering my cock. “Don’t hide it. You’re not a freak. I mean, you’re special. I don’t understand how you have it. How it grows.”

“Fairy magic,” I whispered.

“Sure, fairy magic,” she said, pulling my hands away. She looked down at it stretching my panties. “But it’s a beautiful cock. It’s so thick. I’ve never had bigger. It was magical last night. Wasn’t it?”

I nodded my head.

“Your first time?”

“Well, the fairy and me in my dream… But, with my new cock… and awake.”

“And I ruined it by freaking out.” She bit her lip. “Cassandra, honey, I’m so sorry.”

My eyes widened as her left hand rubbed at my cock through my panties. “Mrs. Teller?”

“I thought about this all last night. All this morning. Today. I was disappointed and relieved when you said it was gone.”

“Relieved? You hated it?”

“Relieved that I wouldn’t cheat on my husband again. But disappointed because I wanted to.” Something flickered across her beautiful face, her blue eyes burning. Her hand squeezed on my throbbing cock. “I want this.”

And then she fell to her knees before me, her fingers yanking down my panties. I gasped as my cock spilled out, bouncing before her. I stumbled back into the wall, trembling against it as her hand stroked my cock.

And her tongue licked my pussy.

“Mrs. Teller,” I moaned, the girls laughing and joking downstairs as Lana’s mother licked through my pussy’s folds.

“Oh, you taste delicious, honey,” she moaned, staring up at me, my round tits jiggling as I shuddered. “Just delicious.”

She stroked my girl-dick as she licked through my pussy’s folds. I bit my lip, trying to stay silent as her tongue swirled and nuzzled and licked. It was so naughty. Such wicked pleasure shot through me. I squirmed at the top of the stairs. Her tongue dived into my depths, swirling around. Every caress sent a hot shudder racing up to the tip of my cock. It throbbed as she stroked it, precum leaking out, lubing her hand so it could glide faster and faster.

She moaned as she licked me, savoring my tart pussy. My eyes fluttered in delight as she licked and nuzzled. It was amazing. I sucked in deep breaths, loving the dual delight of my pussy and cock both being stimulated.

“Mrs. Teller,” I groaned. “Oh, that’s wonderful.”

“So wonderful,” she groaned, her voice so throaty. “Oh, you’re just amazing, Cassandra, honey. Your pussy… Your cock… You’re not a freak. You’re special.”

Tears burned hot in my eyes as I moaned, “Thank you.”

I squirmed and humped against her, the pressure building in the depths of my pussy as she licked and nuzzled. My dick ached and throbbed in her stroking hand. I moaned again, the girls still laughing and giggling, oblivious to what was going on up here.

Lana would freak out if she found her mother licking my pussy. And that made it hotter. My friend was such a homophobe, and I was having basically lesbian sex with her mother. Sure there was a cock involved. But it was a clit-dick. A girl-cock.

That still made it gay.

And then Mrs. Teller licked from my pussy folds up my shaft. Her tongue trailed past her fingers holding my dick, her other hand rubbing at my pussy. She shoved two digits into my cunt as her tongue reached the spongy crown of my dick.

“Mrs. Teller,” I groaned, her mouth engulfing my dick while her fingers pumped in and out of my pussy. “Yes!”

My pussy clenched on her fingers when she sucked. My eyes opened. Her mouth was amazing. She swirled her tongue about my cock, bobbing her head, sliding my dick in and out of her hungry mouth. I groaned, her fingers pumping faster and faster. Her blue eyes looked up at me, glossy with her lust. She moaned, her excitement humming around my cock.

I shivered, shuddered, the pressure building and building. This was so hot. I moaned her name through clenched teeth as my body bucked. My pussy clenched so hard on her plunging fingers. I trembled, my breasts heaving as the pressure swelled and swelled. The friction of her pumping digits and the wet heaven of her sucking mouth combined inside me.

And exploded through me.

“Mrs. Teller!” I moaned, my cum pumping into her hungry mouth. Hot blasts of jizz fired over and over into her depths. I shuddered, the wall creaking behind me as my naked back rubbed on it.

Every blast of cum sent waves through me. I groaned with each one. The MILF swallowed them all, frigging my spasming pussy. Juices gushed out of my cunt, splashing across her hand, perfuming the air with my tart passion as I shuddered. My head banged into the wall as I thrashed. The pleasure peaked.

I fired my last blast of cum into her.

Mrs. Teller popped her mouth off of my cock. She kept it open, cum swimming around her pink tongue, stirring it. My dick ached and throbbed. It was so hot. Then she shrugged out of her robe, revealing her tanned body, the skimpy tan lines of pale flesh enhancing her beauty. She stood, large tits bouncing, and leaned against the opposite wall from me, legs spread, her pussy covered in blonde curls soaked with her excitement.

“Yes,” I moaned, rushing at her, my hard cock bobbing.

She seized it with her hands, guiding it between her legs as our bodies pressed together. She was taller than me by a few inches. Her lips met mine, her breasts pressing into my tits. I kissed her, tasting the salt of my spunk as her hands brought my girl-cock to her married pussy.

I groaned, our tongues passing my cum back and forth as my cock sank into her pussy again. I shuddered as I slid all the way into her. Our bodies were pressed tight. Her arms wrapped about me, grabbing my ass as her pussy clenched and relaxed on my dick.

She was so hot. So silky. So tight.

I broke the kiss, moaning, “Mrs. Teller, I love you!”

“Yes!” she moaned. “Fuck me with your girl-dick, honey. Make me cum like you did last night. I’ve never cum so hard before in my life. I love your cock. I love you, honey.”

Her fingers dug into my ass, prodding me on.

I responded.

I fucked her hard. My hips drew back and slammed forward, thrusting my cock into her hot depths. Her flesh clung to me as I pounded her. She groaned and gasped, shivering atop me. The wall creaked as I pounded her. Our flesh slapped together, our breasts rubbing, nipples kissing. Her skin was so hot, so silky.

Her face constricted with pleasure while her pussy clenched on my dick. The friction burned so hot along my shaft. My cunt dripped juices down my thighs as the pressure built and built within me. The more and more I slid my dick through her silky, tight depths the harder I had to fuck her. I was driven to make us both explode.

“Yes, yes, fuck me, honey,” she hissed, her voice deep and throaty. “That’s it. Ram that girl-dick in me.”

“My futa-cock,” I moaned. “I’m a futa!”

“Yes, yes, you sweet, young futa! Fuck me! Pound my married cunt! I need it. I need to cum!”

“I will. I’ll make you cum harder than your husband! You’ll love my cock. I’ll fuck you all the time!”

Her fingers dug so hard into my ass as I rammed into her. “Yes, Cassandra, honey! Yes!”

Our slapping flesh echoed down the hallway. We both moaned and groaned, lost to the passion, the slide of our hot flesh against each other building our pleasure. I groaned, my pussy clenching every time I thrust into the heaven of her hot flesh.

The futa-fairy wasn’t fucking with me. It wasn’t a mean prank. She gave me Mrs. Teller’s affection. She gave me the cock to tame her MILF pussy. I savored sliding through it. I would lick my cum out of her pussy. I would devour her. I would fuck her all night.

My nipples ached and throbbed as they rubbed against her fat nubs. I kissed her hard, thrusting my tongue into her mouth, tasting my salty cum lingering on my lips. It was so hot. So wild. The pressure built and built.

Mrs. Teller bucked against me.

Her pussy spasmed about my dick.

Heaven massaged my futa-cock.

I pumped through her spasming folds. The heat wrapped about my dick. Juices poured out of her pussy. She moaned so loudly into our kiss, her fingers biting into my ass. It hurt. She must be drawing blood. I didn’t care. It only enhanced my pleasure.

I fucked her, loving her massaging flesh. Every thrust brought me closer and closer to my explosion. My pussy clenched as the pressure swelled. My dick ached in her silky depths. I kissed her so hard, burying into her cunt.

And erupting.

It was the best cum yet. Pleasure detonated over and over in my body. Each explosion fired a blast of cum into her married pussy and sent bliss shooting to my mind. Gentler waves of rapture radiated out of my spasming pussy.

I broke the kiss, moaning, “Mrs. Teller, yes!”

“Cum in me!” she moaned. “Oh, Cassandra, honey, yes, cum in my cunt! I need it! I love it! Your cock is amazing! It’s the best! Yes!”

The pleasure boiled through my mind. Stars danced through my vision as we heaved together. Her pussy milked my cock. Every last drop of my cum spurted into her hot, married depths. I held my MILF lover, savoring my futa-cock.

So glad the futa-fairy wrote to me. I would cherish every—

“Mom?”

The horrified sound of Lana’s voice snapped me out of my orgasmic high. I looked down my stairs to see my friends staring up at me in astonishment. Lana trembled in the center, seeing her naked mother holding me tight, our bodies heaving together.

“What the fuck!” Lana shrieked. “You’re fucking my mother!”

To be continued…

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Growing up isn’t easy…

Girls take a fancy to young oriental wife and lead her astray

Anyone reading this probably knows that my neighbour Jack has a beautiful young half-Chinese wife called Doris. She is barely five feet tall, and very slim with slender well shaped legs and pert little high set tits. With the help of Jack’s friend Joe, who used to be a stage magician, Doris can be put into a state where afterwards, she will not be able to remember anything that has taken place. Jack makes full use of this, as he likes nothing better than to see his lovely little wife used by others, and I am so very lucky by having been given the task of writing it all down.

On this occasion we were visiting friends of Jack, who were supposed to be having a small party to celebrate something or another. Joe had done his work with Doris and she would behave and react as if perfectly normal, except that afterwards, she would remember nothing about being at a party or anything that happened there.

I was keeping a close watch on her. She looked good, in a black knee length halter neck dress. It was a tight fit over her tits, and with Doris being so slim, it combined with her high heels to give her a very elegant and sexy appearance. I knew Jack would have made sure that anything else she had on would be equally sexy.

She was standing close to me and looking slightly lost, nervously sipping from her glass, while most of the guests were chatting and laughing with each other. I watched one of them, Vera, an older woman and a rather large blonde, constantly glancing at Doris and eventually making her way over to stand in front of the little oriental girl. “You look lonely, Doris,” she said, staring right at her. Doris managed a half smile and then Vera came straight out with, “I fancy a fuck. Do you fuck women, Doris?”

Taken aback by the blunt language, Doris gaped at her with a startled expression on her face, shaking her head. “What? No, I mean, I haven’t… I mean, I don’t…”

“Much better than having a man fuck you,” Vera interrupted her. “Once I start on you, I would have you cumming in no time. Come with me and I’ll show you what I mean.”

Doris continued shaking her head, but despite her protests Vera simply took a firm hold of her arm and led her out of the room. Through the doorway I watched her suddenly turn and pin the diminutive figure of Doris against the wall and kiss her passionately on the mouth. To my surprise another blonde, Kate, appeared at my side and smiled when she saw the pair in the hall. “Oh, yes, this should be good,” she hissed in my ear. “I fancied that sexy asian bitch as soon as I saw her. They tell me she gets very horny and she’s a good fuck. Me and my friend are going to have her. You want to watch us? You can if you like, but no touching unless we say so.”

It seemed obvious that Jack and the two older women had planned this in advance for Doris, and knowing Joe had made sure she would remember nothing afterwards, I was very happy to follow. Doris, showing some resistance, was firmly gripped by Vera and taken into another room, followed by Kate and me. Once again the blonde older woman pushed Doris against the wall and pressed their bodies together while holding her head and kissing her fiercely. Suddenly Doris caught sight of Kate. Gasping for breath, she managed to twist her face away from Vera and cry out, “Stop it, what are you doing! What’s going on! Who’s that! Why is she here?”

“Shush Doris,” Vera snapped. “She’s my friend. We’re going to give you a good time, aren’t we, Kate.”

“Of course,” Kate said with a sneer. Doris was cringing away from them but they had her cornered and trapped. Kate went on, “Sexy little thing, isn’t she. Did you see the men eyeing her up, all wanting to screw her.” She put a hand on Doris’s shoulder to keep her pinned against the wall, and coolly clamped her other hand over Doris’s breast. “Oh, nice firm little tits,” she added. “No bra either! And I can feel a stiff little nipple. I do believe our little bitch is getting excited.”

Vera chuckled. “Keep her there, Kate.” She looked Doris up and down, smiling as she saw how distressed she was. There was a frightened look on Doris’s pretty face, her mouth slightly open and her eyes wide. “And make sure she can’t move,” she added. She put both hands on Doris’s hips, and slid them down her thighs. “Our sweet little friend is dressed for it,” she smiled. “I can feel suspenders. Must have expected to be giving some man a treat tonight.”

In a trembling voice, Doris came out with, “Please… what are you saying… that’s not true… can I go now, I want to go back to the others.”

“You’re going nowhere, bitch,” Kate snarled. “Until we’re finished with you.”

Doris stared at her in disbelief. “What do you mean… finished with me?” she gasped. “What do you think you’re doing!” She tried to escape Kate’s grip but she was no match for the bigger woman. Slammed hard up against the wall, she could do nothing to stop Vera sliding her dress up. In a few seconds it was hoisted all the way up to her waist to reveal dark stockings to about mid thigh, and black suspender straps, a stretch of creamy bare flesh above the stocking tops, and a tiny black thong that barely covered her pussy.

“Oh yes,” Vera grunted. “Very nice, very sexy.” She slid her hand between Doris’s bare thighs and stroked upwards until she reached the thong, pausing for a moment with the edge of her hand touching it. She looked down at Doris’s distraught face and smiled. “Turn her round,” she snapped.

Quick as a flash, Kate easily spun Doris to face the wall and held her there. Vera lifted the back of the dress and tucked it into the newly exposed suspender belt. The thong was so small it was invisible between Doris’s cheeks, and with her hands now free, Vera pushed Doris against the wall and dug her fingers into her bare buttocks. “Oh what a firm little arse you’ve got, Doris,” Vera exclaimed. “But we don’t need any knickers on, do we.”

Doris squirmed and cried out but she was totally helpless and at the mercy of the two bigger women. Vera hooked her fingers into the thong and pulled it downwards. Doris let out a plaintiff cry of “No! Please! No don’t!” but Vera ignored her and went on tugging the flimsy thong down over her stocking tops. Letting it fall to the floor, Vera turned her attention to the halter neck. There was a hiss of velcro being torn apart and the top of the dress was held in place only because they had Doris pressed against the wall.

“Now let’s see those little tits,” Vera snarled. The women pulled Doris round and instantly slammed her back against the wall. The loosened dress fell to her waist, exposing her twin mounds, small but firm, in perfect proportion to Doris’s slender body, and adorned with nipples that were already bigger and stiffer than normal. Kate immediately bent her head and seized one of them in her mouth, while Vera rolled up the lower front part of the dress to be wedged into the suspender belt like the rest of it.

Doris went rigid with fright. The two women now had her as good as naked with her tits and pussy bared, and even in her high heels she was barely as tall as their shoulders. Her slender body looked tiny beside them. They took hold of her arms and dragged her, struggling, and literally threw her on the bed in the corner of the room. “Don’t fight it, Doris,” said Vera. “So we’re going to fuck you, enjoy it.”

“Nah,” said Kate scornfully. “She can fight if she wants. I like fucking girls like her that pretend they don’t want it.”

“I don’t think Doris will fight very hard,” Vera remarked casually. “She knows we’re fucking her whether she likes it or not. She’s got no chance. Besides, didn’t Jack say she gets very horny and likes a good hard shagging.”

Doris lay spreadeagled on the bed as she had been thrown, her hands trying to cover her pussy, her pretty oriental face a picture of anguish. The way the women were talking, she knew they were going to rape her, and that she was vulnerable and defenceless against them. But it was as if despite her panic, the prospect was making her aroused. She was breathing hard, her chest rising and falling, and her nipples now were definitely more elongated, standing out stiffly from her tits.

Both women kept staring at her while they undressed. They knew that Doris could not escape past them, if she had tried they could easily have thrown her back. When they were ready, Vera went to a drawer and took out two strapon harnesses. The dildos were almost a matching pair, both shaped like huge thick cocks, one red, the other black. Both were ribbed, long and menacing.

Doris gaped at them in amazement and quite a lot of fear. She couldn’t take her eyes off them, shaking her head as if she couldn’t believe they were going to be used to rape her. The women exchanged a knowing smile as the harnesses were strapped on. And then they both advanced towards the bed.

Doris cowered away from them. Vera spoke soothingly. “Now Doris, nothing to be afraid of, I’m sure you’ve had a few big cocks in your time.” She leaned forward and gripped Doris’s ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed. Kate climbed up behind Doris and grabbed hold of her wrists.

“This is part of our fun, Doris,” Vera continued calmly. “Just lie back and enjoy. She’s holding your hands because we want to look at those lovely little tits while we’re fucking you. You like fucking, don’t you, Doris. A cute little girl like you, I bet you’ve lost count of the cocks that have shagged you. Now it’s our turn. Kate, hold her arms above her head.”

As Kate obliged, Vera spread Doris’s legs apart and smiled as she felt Doris shaking with fear. The slender little figure still had the dress crumpled and squeezed into a narrow band above her waist, naked above it and naked below it apart from the stockings and long black suspender straps. Vera let her hands drift upwards from the ankles, stroking slowly along each nylon stocking to the thighs, then onto the bare skin above the stocking tops, letting her fingertips meet on the little patch of hair above Doris’s slit, her thumbs pressing down on it.

“Oh, Doris,” she murmured. “You look so small and helpless lying there in your sexy stockings and your legs open and showing me your tiny little cunt. God, yes, Doris, your tight little cunt, look at it, just begging to be fucked!”

She bent her head and flicked her tongue across Doris’s pussy lips. Doris shuddered and gasped out. Vera’s fingers pulled the lips apart and her tongue sank into the exposed flesh. Doris squirmed and twisted her hips, but struggling was useless with her hands and thighs being held by the women. She whimpered and let out a long, despairing moan as the invading tongue finally penetrated her cunt.

Vera lapped vigorously for some time, tongue fucking Doris until she felt the girl’s hips begin to shake. She lifted her head and looked at Doris. “You were getting close to it there, weren’t you,” she smiled. “And this sweet little cunt is so wet now. Is it ready for my cock?”

Doris was panting, her eyes half shut. She shook her head. “Please,” she gasped. “Please don’t… it’s too big, you can’t…”

Vera ignored her pleas and pulled Doris to the edge of the bed, keeping her thighs spread wide apart. She guided her huge red dildo towards Doris’s exposed cunt. As the tip touched her pussy lips, Doris gave a cry and her hips shuddered. Vera eased herself forward slowly and the dildo began to penetrate. “Oh my,” she said. “You are so small, Doris! Your cunt really is so tight! You’re going to love this! You’ll feel every inch inside you!”

Doris gasped, “Oh, no!” and began moaning as the massive dildo forced her cunt lips apart and began to disappear into her cunt. Slowly, inch by inch, Vera eased it in, pausing frequently, staring at Doris’s distraught face to see what effect it was having. By the time she had managed to get about half the dildo into Doris’s tight cunt, the girl’s face showed nothing but fear and horror.

Kate stretched Doris’s arms over her head and knelt across them to keep Doris unable to move. Now with both her hands free, she leaned over Doris and took hold of her tits, flicking and rolling and pinching and pulling at both stiff nipples. Doris squealed and turned her head to look pleadingly at Kate, just as Vera decided to ram the rest of the dildo all the way into her cunt.

Doris screamed out and arched her back as the last few inches of the huge dildo ripped into her, but she was trapped with her arms over her head and her thighs being held wide apart. Vera drew back a little and pushed again, keeping the dildo deep in Doris’s cunt. Doris screamed again, her mouth wide open, and Kate quickly thrust her black dildo between the open lips. “Take it in your mouth, bitch,” she snapped. “Let me see you sucking it!”

Doris looked aghast, but the dildo was already stretching her mouth wide open and she had no option but to close her lips round the shaft. The dildo in her cunt was being worked in and out slowly and deeply, and the friction was taking effect. Her hips were beginning to twitch and jerk and Vera grinned with delight. “Let it come, Doris!” she called out.

Kate joined in, her harsh voice urging Doris to cum. “Yes, Doris, you fucking little bitch, cum for us! And keep on sucking my cock! Make it good and wet cos I’m going to fuck you too! Oh yes, I’m going to give your cunt a real good fucking!”

Doris was moaning non-stop, her pretty face screwed up and looking desperate, her eyes wide and staring. Her back lifted off the bed as she began excitedly thrusting her hips on the dildo deep in her cunt. She was effectively fucking it, the red shaft flashing in and out of her cunt in bright contrast to the black stockings and suspenders and her pale naked skin. Her anguished cries were muffled by the huge dildo jammed in her mouth, but her body was in spasm, heaving and twisting, her hips jerking frantically as she reached her orgasm.

After she had climaxed, she sprawled out on the bed, gasping and panting. Her nipples were still standing out rock hard. Vera climbed onto the bed beside her and gently smoothed her hair. “Well, Doris,” she said softly. “Do you always cum as hard as that when some man is shagging you?”

Doris was still getting her breath back and could only slowly shake her head. Vera smiled and let her hand fall on one of Doris’s breasts, gently massaging the stiff nipple. “I can see you’re still feeling horny, aren’t you,” she went on. She placed her hand on Doris’s thigh, on bare flesh above the stocking top. “Open your legs, Doris.”

Doris looked at her in surprise. “What?” she whispered.

“We’re not finished with you yet, open your legs.”

With some reluctance, Doris moved her legs apart and stared up at Vera with consternation on her face. “What… what are you going to do?” she stammered.

Her answer was to feel Vera’s hand moving between her legs and a finger rubbing her swollen pussy lips. Immediately, Doris gasped and started breathing fast. She felt a finger pushing into her cunt and gave a little cry. The fucking she had just endured had left her cunt wet and stretched. It was easy for Vera to work another finger in and begin finger fucking her.

“Oh, your cunt is so wet, Doris,” Vera said in a whisper. “It’s ready for some more, isn’t it.”

All this time, Kate had been standing by impatiently, watching her friend. “For fuck’s sake,” she exclaimed. “She’s just a fucking little whore, Vera. Of course she wants more. It’s my turn now, roll the bitch over, I want to see her arse when I’m fucking her.”

Doris found herself suddenly manhandled onto her tummy and dragged again to the edge of the bed, with her feet on the floor and her legs apart, her perfectly rounded little arse high in the air and her inviting cunt open and exposed. It happened so quickly she was taken totally by surprise. She gasped out, “What are you doing!” but Kate was already guiding her strapon towards its target between the outstretched thighs. Doris desperately tried to reach back and cried out “Please don’t! I can’t take any more! Please no!”

Kate laughed. “Oh I love it when you beg, bitch! Beg me some more.” She rubbed the dildo up and down on Doris’s cunt lips. Doris’s face showed her distress. “Please,” she pleaded. “Please don’t it. Please!”

“Fucking bitch whore,” Kate said harshly. “You’re just a fucking slut and you’re getting raped. I want your cunt and I’m taking it!”

The knob slid straight in through the unprotected cunt lips and Kate brutally rammed it home. She was not gentle. She really was raping Doris. She viciously slammed the huge dildo in and out its entire length, jolting the slender little body so hard Doris was clutching at the bed cover and screaming. She took hold of Doris by her hips and pulled her back onto the dildo in time with every forward thrust she was making. It looked like the big strong woman was fucking a slender little naked doll rigged out in stockings and suspenders. The big strong woman was spitting out words with every thrust. “Take… my… cock… you… fucking… tart… you… little… asian… bitch… you… little… whore…”

The force of the fucking knocked Doris almost breathless and stopped her screaming, but she cried out every time the massive dildo slammed into her cunt. Her tits were being dragged to and fro on the bedcover causing her erect nipples to be twisted and pulled with every jolt. And almost beyond belief, she was starting to cum off again. The pounding in her cunt and the action on her nipples had her aroused enough to begin jerking her hips on her own. She was out of control, crying, moaning, twisting and turning and arching her slim little body, trying to screw herself backwards onto Kate’s dildo. Kate stopped moving and laughed as she watched Doris wildly and helplessly fucking herself on the dildo as another orgasm swept over her.

When it was over, the women spreadeagled Doris on the bed with Kate licking and sucking her nipples, and Vera once again dipping her head between Doris’s legs and licking and sucking at the freshly fucked cunt. They had taken off their strapons, but obviously they still liked having the unresisting oriental girl’s naked body available for their enjoyment. Doris was spent, breathing fast and hard, eyes closed and looking totally exhausted, moaning occasionally when she felt Vera’s fingers entering her cunt or Kate’s lips pulling too hard on a nipple.

After a few minutes, Kate nudged Vera aside and caught one of Doris’s legs between her own thighs. She pulled their bodies together until their cunts were touching, and began to grind herself against Doris. Doris opened her eyes and groaned, looking down at the intertwined thighs and the older woman’s cunt rubbing against her own. She put a hand weakly on Kate’s shoulder as if to resist, only to find it quickly grasped by Vera. “Feel my pussy, Doris,” Vera said hoarsely. “You’ve made me wet, fucking your beautiful little body has made my pussy wet for you. Feel me, finger me, finger fuck me, Doris!”

She doubled back two of Doris’s fingers and pushed the other two into her cunt. Doris looked totally bewildered by what they were doing to her now, her cunt being ravaged by one woman remorselessly grinding her own cunt hard against Doris’s, while her fingers were being unwillingly forced in and out of the other woman’s cunt. To make it worse, Vera was taking the opportunity to fondle her tits and bite and suck at her nipples, and Kate had her fingers between their bodies, furiously rubbing Doris’s clit as she crushed their cunts together.

The non-stop sexual stimulation was getting too much for Doris. Her head rolled from side to side, her cries got shriller and louder, she was pushing her cunt against Kate’s just as much as Kate was doing. The three of them were all making eager noises, grunts, moans, groans, but the older women orgasmed first with shrieks and cries of excitement. Doris was still building up to a climax. Still finger fucking Vera, she thrust two fingers into her own cunt and pistoned them desperately in and out. Her tiny body rolled from one side to the other. Her eyes were tight shut and her mouth wide open. Her stocking clad legs splayed incredibly wide apart. As she reached yet another orgasm her hips lifted off the bed. She gave a long loud shriek and clamped her thighs tight together round the fingers still in her cunt, holding them there until her body subsided.

The orgasm left her lying flat out on the bed, gasping and panting, totally exhausted. Her hands were clutching her tits, her palms rubbing slowly across her nipples. Her legs were carelessly sprawled wide apart with stockings and suspenders still intact. Vera found Doris’s discarded thong, lifted the girl’s foot and slipped it round her ankle. She grinned down at the small slim naked figure then turned to Kate. “Well, didn’t I tell you Doris would be a good fuck? You can always tell the horny ones, the ones that want it.”

Kate laughed. “She’s just a fucking little whore. How many times did she cum?”

“She’s not a whore, Kate, just a sexy little asian girl that likes a good ride. Did you see the way she fucked those dildos! Horny little cunt, isn’t she.”

“All right then, she’s a horny little cunt and a good fuck… we should do her again sometime.”

Doris was still lying there naked, eyes closed, uncaring, not even aware that the two women had finished dressing and left her. I intended to go and find her husband to tell him that his sexy young wife had just been fucked senseless by two older lesbians. But Jack was already there, standing behind me, grinning like a Cheshire cat. I had been so intent watching Doris getting fucked I hadn’t realised he was there too, and had seen it all.

“Now that was good,” he said softly, with a big smile. He began to undress. “I’ll give her a few minutes then I’m going to fuck her. Then we’ll take her home.”

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Batgirl while on duty saves Renee Montoya, only to have the tables turned.

The fight had been going on for the better part of an hour with Batgirl trading punches and kicks with the East Side Rangers, a well organized group of gang members led by a woman who called herself The Mask. Driving a particularly hard punch to the side of her second’s woman, Batgirl finished off the young girl only to have a blow land at the base of her skull that literally threw Batgirl into the water fountain with a large splash, before she was grabbed by The Mask and had her head pushed under the water’s surface…

The Mask shoved Batgirl’s head into the steaming water of the fountain as she brought her forearm down into the small of the caped woman’s back trying to force all of the air out of her ample chest. Holding Batgirl by the neck she intended to drown the woman as she delived yet another solid blow to her back and then kicked Batgirrl in the back of the knees.
own Dazed by the hard blow, Batgirl landed in the fountain and then sank as The Mask pressed her own body down on Batgirl’s. Her cowl’s life support system activating the second her face went under the surface, Batgirl scrambled to find purchase but with the water and her gloves made of latex it was all but impossible…so the only thing she could do was to make it look like she had drowned…as the bubbles slipped from her lips…many to a few to none, with Batgirl struggling less and less before her body went still…

The Mask held Batgirl in place as the struggling had stopped, she raised a knee and brought it down on the small of the woman’s back to make sure she had finished her off. Seeing no air bubbles or any thrashing at all the Mask grabbed a hold of Batgirl’s long hair and pulled her up and out of the water. She looked the now dead woman up and down as the water poured out of her mouth the tell tale sign that her lungs had indeed filled with water. She pulled out her cell phone and hit record and handed it off to the only other female gang member that was still barely standing. The mask then grabbed a hold of Batgirl’s water logged mask and started to pull up.

It was the chance she had been waiting for as The Mask pulled her out of the water and held her there only to start making a grab for her mask. Acting quickly, Batgirl drove the point of her bat-a-rang directly into The Mask’s tender groin before she drove a hard back handed punch directly into the woman’s nose, crushing it upon impact which forced the woman to let go of the mask. Twisting before The Mask could recover, Batgirl drove a kick to her stomach to knock the wind out of her, only to feel the pain of a perfectly aimed upper cut to her chin that snapped Batgirl’s head clean off the back of her shoulders before driving her body onto the two foot wide ledge that surrounded the fountain…

The henchwoman had acted fast as she had seen her leader go down. The hard upper cut was perfectly placed, she watched as the gorgeous woman’s head nearly came off her shoulders as her body arched. But what happened next was the slamming of Batgirl’s body into the two foot ledge, leaving the woman’s hanging lower body in the fountain, the small of her back on the ledge and head hanging over was just to sexy. The woman was on her, with a stomp right to Batgirl’s cunt. As she brought both fists down into Batgirl’s breasts as she grabbed a hold of her breasts upon contact.

For long seconds, Batgirl’s body hung in the balance as she had not seen the upper cut coming until it was too late. Moving slowly, she had just begun to twist her body to get back up when her pussy screamed out in unholy terror from a well placed, steel-toe reinforced boot, nearly crushing her cunt in the process. The pain was unbearable but not nearly as much as the pain to her ample breasts as the henchwoman drove two brass-knuckled fists into her breasts, all but flattening them in an instant and driving the air from Batgirl’s lungs.

Stunned by the multiple blows, Batgirl tried to stay awake past the pain only to have her head grabbed and driven back into the stone wall of the fountain once – twice – three times, before she received another upper cut that all but finished Batgirl for the moment.

“Freeze – – – – BITCH, don’t move a muscle…, don’t twitch, don’t even breath wrong or I’ll blow your fucking head clean off. Now get back away from Batwoman.”

Renee Montoya had been hurt that Katherine Kane had chosen batwoman over her, it had built up so much bile and near hate for the woman that Renee hated seeing her mentioned anywhere but this assualt on her former lover had gone on to long. Renee wouldn’t see Kate hurt by anyone…she whistled as two officers came and arressed the Mask and her henchwoman as back up was called in to pick up the rest. Renee moved over to Batwoman, and lended down, picking her up in her arms she carefully moved her to the nearby ground, and then realize it wasn’t Kate. Renee’s eyes went over the gorgeous much wounger woman’s body before her befre she came to her sense, and started to check vitals. When she found out she was alive, Renee got out some smelling salts and brought them up to the young woman’s nose whom was now in her arms.

Batgirl came alive with a jerk as the potent smelling salts flooded her senses, but before she could rejoin the fight she felt a hand on her left breast, holding her down while a soft voice told her to stay still. Her eyes focusing quickly enough, Batgirl realized it was the detective from Vice of the Gotham City Police, and though they should not have been enemies, Batgirl had heard the woman despised masked vigilantes with a passion, making her wary of this supposed protection.

Still, the hand upon her breast didn’t feel threatening any more than the eyes that were looking down into her masked face at the moment, making Batgirl wonder if what she had heard might have been in error. watching Montoya’s face intently as she ordered the other officers to round up the unconscious perps, Batgirl didn’t fail to notice how the Lieutenants’ hand slid down to her stomach and stated to almost caress her costume, forcing Batgirl to touch her wrist and pull it off her well tone, wet-looking body, as the humidity forced the water to bead up and shimmer in the lamplight.

“I’m not Batwoman, Lieutenant, I’m Batgirl…, but thanks for the save. Am I under arrest?”

Renee watched as Batgirls eyes met her own, the girl or actually woman was stunning, beautiful what with her black latex suit completely glistening from the humidity. she barely noticed herself as she had been cupping batgirls breast it had been done out of protection though she found her hand now roaming slightly since they were alone. her eyes went over batgirls body as a trickle of sweat rolled down her own neck and into her cleavage as batgirl lifted away her hand and corrected her, and asked if she was under arrest. seeing the look on batgirls face, she saw the worry, the contempt, kate got to this one, the bitch. “Depends, have you broken any laws lately? I mean I could cuff you for disruption of the peace but that would be very very light. so tell you what you do not get up too fast let me help you, tell me what the look on your face is for, and your age, some nice convo…and i will not arrest you.” Renee smirked at the young woman.

“I suppose I’m breaking a law just by dressing up like this and slapping on a mask, Lieutenant, as my kind are somewhat outside the law? As for getting up too fast, that is not in my current line of thinking.., as I need to rest. Body took a few hits in sensitive places.”

Batgirl had caught the look Montoya ad given her when she asked about being arrested, the sense of near hatred that had boiled up in her for a second, only vanish moments later as if nothing had been wrong. The hand that had been on her breast had felt good though why Batgirl had thought of that was beyond her. But the other things, like her age was odd, though it wouldn’t bother Batgirl if they could talk, as she seldom got a chance to talk while in costume, unless it was banter during the fight.

“I’m, twenty-four, and I’d like a nice quiet talk if it didn’t have to happen down town. As for the look I gave you, everyone wearing a mask and fighting crime gets concerned when we deal with a cop that has us at their mercy…, though it’s nothing personal, Lieutenant.”

Renee nodded to Batgirl softly, she took notice of how the woman had looked at her hand when it had been over Batgirl’s breast. “I would have thought you might have been a bit older, and let’s just say for arguements sake you came from a oh a costume party and were attacked, I saved you. Took your statement after we chatted, had a nice dinner, found out you were really the real Batgirl moments after you disappeared, from my loft…..” Renee placed both hands on Batgirl’s shapely hips. “Up, carefully with me now.”

She told the woman, “I’m 22 by the way,” Renee muttered the rest, “though your body took some hits it still looks great…” Almost to herself, “Well let’s see about getting you somewhere safe where I can take a look at your body..” Renee had helped Batgirl to her feet and held her still while she steadied herself, though Renee was not letting go. “Let’s head back to my car, my loft is not to far away….”

“Is age a requirement for donning a mask and cape, Lieutenant? If so you might have to arrest me now.”

Saying it with a smirk on her face, Batgirl let Renee help her up only to then almost fall into her, the only thing stopping the fall being Renee’s hand back on her left breast, and this time Batgirl didn’t move to remove it so fast, though she noticed Renee finally started to slide her hand around her breast as if trying to gauge the size. Thanking her for the second save, Batgirl wandered off a few steps and then fell against a tree to steady herself, as yet another wave of dizziness flooded her mind that threatened to overwhelm her at any moment.

“Sorry…, I’m not normally like this.., dizzy…just need to rest a few minutes, then we can go somewhere.” Dazed more than she thought she had been, Batgirl slowly turned her body so the tree was behind her while she rested. The blows to her breasts with the brass knuckles had hurt like hell as did the two uppercuts, but it was her womanhood, barely concealed under the thin latex, that had been kicked and kicked hard, and that was what was hurting her now.

Renee had helped Batgirl to her feet, a smile crossed her face, “Maybe I’ll cuff you sometime then.” She winked at her slightly, catching Batgirl just as she fell, her hand wrapped aound Batgirl’s left breast. Renee lightly squeezed it, not too hard though, just a small feel as she steadied her yet again. Renee’s eyes followed Batgirl as she barely walked a few steps ahead of her. “Your welcome yet again Batgirl…” Renee stood next to Batgirl, placing her hands on both of the girl’s shoulders. “Rest with me, your not taking another step unless my arms are around you? Understand?” She could see that Batgirl was in pain, she wanted to help the woman, “Tell me, what did they do to you Batgirl? I know first aid, I can help.” Renee knew they wouldn’t get to far unless she helped the masked woman, as she brought her hands down from her shoulders to gently rub Batgirl’s upper arms.

“I’m not…, I’m not going anywhere for awhile, Montoya…, too dizzy. Caught two brass knuckles in my breasts and two damn good upper cuts to my chin. Why it isn’t broken…?” Laying against the tree, Batgirl fought to stay standing up, her mind so consumed that she had forgotten about the hand on her breast which had continued to roam all around it. Breathing heavily from the pain, exertion, and now the arousing affect of the soft caresses to her breast, Batgirl finally closed her eyes for a moment and continued, telling Montoya where the most painful hit had connected, though a part of her wondered why she was talking to the detective at all.

“Main hit was a steel-toed boot to my center, it nearly ended the fight before it had really started. Now I have a question for you…, why did you give me a look of hatred back there when I asked if I’d be arrested?”

Renee just listened as Batgirl explained that her breasts were smashed nearly into her body, The detective slowly gently massaged Batgirl’s left breast, gently kneading it, then circling the large orb with her fingers as she moved her hand down Batgirl’s body just gently rubbing the woman, making her feel better. Then the question was now in her lap. “Well, ….I was hurt by one of your ‘sisters’ you could say a long time ago…..and I guess what she did clouded my opinion of you all Batgirl.” Renee continued to cirle Batgirl’s breast softly as she rubbed the woman’s side bringing her hand finally back up to rub the other breast for her injured comrade.

“A….a sister? Who….., mmmmmmmm, who was…uuuhhhhhh, it?”

It might have been the fact she was tired or the length of the fight, the fact that her body was simmering under the costume, maybe even the humidity that kept the light mist beading up on her costume, but whatever it was, batgirl was feeling relaxed, almost drugged. The hands roaming her body were slowly driving her mad with excitement, excitement Batgirl had no way of knowing how to control, as her head rolled ever so gently on her shoulders. Getting aroused by the continued attention to her latex covered very slippery breasts, Batgirl was soon in no condition to fight anyone, let alone Montoya, as a soft moan slipped past her lips, telling the detective she was slowly breaking Batgirl’s resolve. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.”

Renee heard the moan escape Batgirl’s lips, a moan of complete pleasure, it sent a shiver through Renee’s body, hardening her nipples almost immediately. “ssshhhhh, that’s not important now Batgirl, only you are, we need to get you feeling better.” Renee kept circling Batgirl’s breasts with her fingers softly, as she leaned down seeing Batgirl’s errect nipples, she blew on one slightly as she wrapped her lips around Batgirl’s left nipple, starting to suck on it. She moved her hands down to Batgirl’s hips and slid her fingers over her wet catsuit. “mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.” Renee was lost in the moment of wanting to help this woman, lost in wanting this woman. Her eyes shot open as she let go of Batgirl’s nipple and looked around. As she got to her feet, “Sorry, shit, oh sorry Im sorry.” She placed her hands on the sides of Batgirl’s breasts instinctively and cupped them still. “I’m sorry Batgirl, but I think we should go to the cafe, you sit next to me until your ready to move better….then we go to my loft and get you cleaned up??”

She had been enjoying the attention, her nipples getting harder by the minute as her womanhood heated up. The tongue action was feeling so wonderful Batgirl started to think she might be in heaven until everything stopped all at once with Montoya apologizing to her as if she had done something wrong. One look to her left nipple told her Renee had been licking it at best or maybe sucking on it, which ever, which half alarmed Batgirl as she never thought of herself as a les. Collecting herself quickly, Batgirl reached for a bat-energy pill and popped it into her mouth before she took a couple of steps back from the detective and looked at her, an expression of shock on Batgirl’s face.

“I’ll meet you at the café of your choosing , Lieutenant . I have my bike, then we’ll sit across from each other.., and this idea about a loft…I’m not sure that is strictly departmental policy…, but you would know that wouldn’t you? Now tell me about this so called sister of mine, and tell me now.”

Renee composed herself further as Batgirl steadied herself, and looked to her body. Renee had seen that look many times on many women’s faces and it was excitement and curiousity. SHe smirked slightly as Batgirl made some good points. She only nodded, “Take your bike, I’ll take my car.” She watched Batgirl as she took a step aweay, watching as the droplets of sweat and humidity beaded off her body. As Batgirl popped a pill into her mouth Renee nodded in agreement. “Maybe a nice cup of coffee in a nice air conditioned cafe will do ius both good Batgirl. I’ll tell you about the other woman there……” See you there.” She smiled at the woman and climbed into her car, after giving Batgirl the name of the cafe. Her mind on the feelings she stirred within herself and those she knew she brought out of Batgirl, it made Renee wet just thinking of the feeling of the woman’s nipple in her mouth. Renee had parked her car, gotten out as it started to rain, she made her way inside and took a back more private booth, as she sdlipped off her boots and waited for the Dark Angel to arrive.

Arriving at the determined cafe, Batgirl pulled the jet-black predator cycle up to the building and turned off the key, before she swung her right leg off the seat, not realizing she was giving Montoya a perfect view of her latex covered core as she did. Initiating the lock down procedure that would keep her ride safe, she waited for the detective to join her and then walked into the shop every eye on her as she walked toward the back of the room, some eyes friendly, some not, some belonging to people Batgirl knew she had busted at one point or another. Finding a booth where she’d be able to see everyone and where no one could get in behind her, Batgirl sat down and then slid across the bench seat, before she placed her right foot on the cushion so she could view everyone, only to then look into Renee’s eyes.

“Has anyone ever told you, you have beautiful eyes, Lieutenant?

Renee had enjoyed the view that Batgirl had given her moments ago, of her pussy, still trapped within her latex suit, the latex still crammed up inside as much as it had been before. Her eyes like everyone else on the beauty in latex as she joined her. What came next stunned the Detective for a moment. “Why thank you Batgirl, I love yours as well, such an alluring color. One could get lost in them.” Renee placed a foot up across her oto Batgirl’s seat, just resting it there, as the waitress brought them two coffees and the picture. “So, tell me about this gang that had nearly ended you tonight??” She took a small sip of her coffee as she poured one for Batgirl.

Batgirl fought the blush that would have colored her cheeks and then dove into the debriefing, telling Renee about the gang, their suspected activities, how they were believed to be connected to other darker organizations in Gotham and everything else she knew. The Mask though she knew little about though she was suspected to be from the same island in the Caribbean as Bane, and quite possibly related to him in some way, though that had not yet been proven, the foot on her seat ignored.

“The gang is a part of the larger East Side Bowlers, but this one specializes in the protection racket. Batwoman and I had almost gotten them under control before this new woman, the one calling herself The Mask, stepped in and reorganized the group. Details are “sketchy, but we think she’s from the same Caribbean island as Bane, and from the way she fights, and hits, they could very well be related.”

Batgirl sat in her seat and watched Renee, “so what can you tell me about this other woman?”

Renee Smiled at Batgirl as she asked about Batwoman, “Well, this other woman, your ‘sister’ as I put here. Is Batwoman.”

“Batwoman…, how did you two have a bad time?” Batgirl asked as she continued to sit across from Renee.

Renee smirked at Batgirl as she continued telling the sexy woman, “yes Batwoman. Well…..we were lovers. Once upon a time.”

Batgirl turned in the booth to lean in closer so others would not hear what she had to say. “Lovers…, that explains you coming on to me back at the park.”

Renee watched as Batgirl turned in her seat slightly and moved closer to her, to which Renee leaned closer to the Dark Angel, thier faces inches apart.

“Yes lovers, as in between the sheets clawing each others back, all of it…and I came onto you Batgirl….because you are that sexy…..and a very attractive woman.”

Renee slid her toe between Batgirl’s legs and started to rub her pussy lips.

Batgirl’s eyes go wide for a second as she feels Renee’s toe against her latex covered pussy, making Batgirl bite her lower lip. Batgirl glanced around them knowing if she were to act weakened it may attract others so she fought the sensations and tried to regain her composure. “Batwoman……., she’s older that you, way order…, she’s a bitch too.”

Renee watched as Batgirl bit her lower lip seeing her fighting with herself as Batgirl looked around. Renee ground her toe into Batgirl’s pussy pressing the latex deeper into her core with her toe sreading Batgirl’s lips. She smiled at Batgirl. “No shit, she’s a bitch, you should see her out of the latex, you think she is horrible as Batwoman……” Renee continued to rub Batgirl’s pussy lips as she slid her hand underneath the table to rub Batgirl’s left inner thigh.

Batgirl tried fight the growing sensations between her legs but gave up knowing it was just impossible. Having denied her body for so long and having never never made it with a man – let alone a woman. her pussy was damp within minutes, Batgirl lowered her head before pulling it back up to calm down just in time to see the waiter turned to come their direction again for a coffee refill. “She doesn’t wear latex, its leather if I rememebr right. I think’m the only one that wears this kind of costume. Why did you both ….no, I know why, you’re both dominant aren’t you?”

Renee watched as Batgirl submited to her touches in a matter of moments, she smiled at Batgirl as she looked down to try to regain composure and to look back up at Renee as the waiter came and went. Renee lifted a hand gently to touch Batgirl’s chin softly, and rub it. “Leather, yes, I havent sopoken to her in a long time. And yes that’s why, it made for a very tough relationship…..that felt good didnt it Batgirl??”

Despite herself Batgirl nodded her head yes as she quickly added cream to the coffee. Knowing full well that the situation was getting out of hand and that they shouldn’t be doing this, not at all in public though a part of her started to want the exploration to go on, just as a part of her wondered if Renee realize that Batgirl was am a submissive which since she was in costume was a contradicton to her being Batgirl. “Renee, we’re in public, we need to stick to the facts of the case, least I think we do. Can we talk about something else?”

“No……we will talk about what needs to be talked about and that is you….” Renee smiled as Batgirl had just admited it felt good, she continued to rub her toe into Batgirl’s pussy, as she rubbed the Dark Knight Damsels inner thigh. She popped her toe out of Batgirl’s pussy and slid over next to her, wrapping one arm around the Caped wopman’s waist holding her close as she continued rubbing Batgirl’s inner thigh. “Tell me, are you a virgin?” She speaks quietly into the cowl, right where Batgirl’s ear would be.

Batgirl pushed back from Renee and got up, deciding this has gone on long enough. She tossed a couple of dollars on the table to pay for the coffee’s as she turned and walked for the front doors, knowing Renee wouldn’t let this end that way, not if she was the dominant that Batgirl thought that she was. Batgirl made it the the bike before Renee caught up to her and drove a hard back-handed slap across Batgirl’s face to the embarrassment back inside, and though Batgirl knew that she could take Renee, she choose not to, not here, maybe not ever. “That was your one hit detective.., don’t try another. I am not lesbian, no matter what you may think. I’ll finish the report in your office tomorrow.”

After striking Batgirl across the face she just stared at the woman as she said she would finish the report back at the office as the rain fell down upon them.. “Straight, lesbian, Batgirl it does not matter I still brought you off…that much has to force you to think about yourself….” She started towards Batgirl, and grabbed a hold of the latex between her breasts and pulled Batgirl hard away from the cycle and into the alley way.

Thrown into the alley, Batgirl stumbled toward a collection of trash cans but managed to keep from falling into them. Waiting Renee’s approach, she swiftly spun and drove a very hard scissor kick to the woman’s face, before she moved in and drove another blow to her kidneys, only to then knock the gun from Renee’s hand just as she begin to go for it. “I told you, you had one hit, lieutanent, and I don’t like beating on cops. I have no idea what you and Batwoman went through but i’m not Batwoman.., maybe you should lean to treat others with respect.” Shaking Renee off, Batgirl let her fall to the alley floor and then went back to her bike, before she started it and raced away, thinking she had seen the last of Montoya for the night.

Renee Montoya crumpled to the ground like a rookie after the scissor kick and blow to her kidneys, she held on to herwrist as she glared at Batgirl. A smirk came to her face as she watched Batgirl leave on her bike as she got up to her feet. After seeing it in Batgirl’s eyes when she had brought the masked woman off, how she carried herself with her, Renee had given Batgirl the opening to attack her fully. But saw that Batgirl didnt truely have it in her to do it. She then walked to her car and got inside and followed Batgirl, as she rub various spots as she continued to tail Batgirl. “Good little Batgirl, you put up a small fight, but its over for you tonight. Your mine…” Renee followed Batgirl to the heroine’s safe house.

Batgirl walked to the door of the safe house only to be grabbed by the left shoulder and spun around and then slammed into the wall behind her. Though she struggled, her breasts jiggling in the thin latex, she was quickly overpowered as Renee grabbed her wrists and pinned them up to either side of Batgirl’s head. Batgirl still struggled weakly though until Renee pressed in close, their breasts touching with each deep breath, nipples crushed together, before Renee’s lips brushed Batgirl’s own and then attack. Batgirl knew she had to fight this, resist what Montoya was doing to her, to her body, she tried – – – she failed – – – she gave in – – – Batgirl returned the hot kiss, surrendering to Renee even as the woman’s thigh presseed against Batgirl’s hot pussy.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”

Renee forced Batgirl against the wall crushing theirr bodies into each other, she felt her nipples as they pressed into Batgirl’s as she began to grind her thigh into the thin latex, knowing Batgirl’s pussy lips would be stretched back and forth with every little tug. Renee Broke the kiss and looked into her eyes. “Your mine now Batgirl, understand?” She then kissed Batgirl again as she moved her breasts over Batgirls own.

Batgirl’s hands having been freed, she lets them come down ever so slowy as Renee’s hands moved to her breasts, touching and squeezing them while the kiss deepens. Batgirl returned the hot hungry kiss, she felt Renee’s left hand slide down her sides before Renee slapped Batgirl on her ass which brought a gasp from her lips, before Renee’s hand snakes down to Batgirl’s hot pussy where she patted it gently telling Batgirl that she had no choice but to submit.

“Good girl, just submit to me…” Renee keeps patting Batgirl’s pussy as she started to rub it, As she felt the heat trapped inside, as She slapped Batgirl’s ass again and shoved in two fingers. She kissed Batgirl and slapped her ass harder as she ground her fingers into Batgirl’s pussy stretching and pulling on her lips as she slid in and out of her. Parting lips she looked into Batgirl’s eyes.

“Now cum for me Batgirl….submit to me……”

“No……….”

Though her body was hot, close to orgasm, Batgirl resisted the orders, making Renee prove she was the dominant here. In seconds Batgirl saw Renee back up and pull the gun and then motion for Batgirl to raise her hands. Batgirl did as she was told raising her arms as Renee shoved her into the safe house and then pushed Batgirl hard into the room where she fell onto the bed, only to get back to her feet but Renee awnd was as expecting the move there to drive a hard back hand across Batgirl’s face dropping her back to the bed again.

Before Batgirl could get back up Renee tossed the gun aside and climbed on top of the bed, straddling Batgirl’s deliciously hot body and then slapped her breasts back and forth to daze her, the final slaps came from bottom to top that all but ends Batgirl as a threat for the night. Dazed, Batgirl watched Renee grab the buckle for the utility belt and unfasten it, only to then pull it from under her and throw it away too…her fingers then going back to Batgirl’s pussy…

Renee Montoya straddled Batgirl’s body after the sucession of hard slaps to her breasts and face over and over and over again making her senseless, the unfasting of the utility belt and disgarding of the gun. Then she began to slap Batgirl starting at herr pussy all the way up Batgirl’s hot steaming body, stomach, legs, breasts numerous times, then her face, back and forth again and again. Then Renee’s fingers, she starts thumbing Batgirl’s nipples first the right then the left back and forth over and over again as she slid not one. not two, but three fingers into Batgirl’s abused sopping wet pussy, as her thumb and forefinger find Batgirl’s clit and start pinching it as her fingers shove the latex deep into Batgirl’s folds then out then back in over and over as her eyes stare up at Batigrl’s face as she’s writhing back and forth.

“Submit to me now Batgirl….become my subbie….Batbitch….”

The hard slaps and punches dazed Batgirl in no time but Renee showed no mercy, asshe continued to slap Batgirl senseless until she offered no resistance what so ever. Moaning softly when Renee’s done, Batgirl suddenly arches her back when her nipples are flicked sending erotic feelings into her brain instantly and just as she started to come down again Renee’s fingers ram into Batgirl again, strecthing the already tight latex deep into her cunt only to expose her sensitive nub so Renee can exploit it. Batgirl tried to fight it but couldn’t, especially as Renee’s free hand clamped down on Batgirl’s right breast and began to squeeze it gently, forcing Batgirl to submit to Renee’s sexual dominance in no time.

“Must……….fight this….resist….., can’t let you….. uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh…, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,,,uuuuuuuuuuuuu,,aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa …. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,,, can’t….can’t fight this….fight you…, too weak….aroused…..”

Renee continud to squeeze Batgirl’s breast as her thumb and finger pinch and twisted her nub, seeing Batgirl submit hearing Batgirl fade entirely, She keeps shoving, forcing her fingers into Batgirl. Harder and harder as she leaned down and bit Batgirl’s free nipple and stretched it, holding it as she let go of Batgirl’s breast and then let the latex go. “SUBMIT TO ME NOW BATBITCH…..call me by my proper title……” Renee Kept up her assualt on Batgirl’s body forcing her beyond the point of no return.

Batgirl couldn’t stand it any longer and orgasmed hard as wave after wave of heated passion flowed from her pussy, heating Renee’s fingers that were wrapped by Batgirl’s costume, her body jerking violently for several minutes before she started to relax…, coming down to finally collapse. Batgirl’s body floated in the feelings of afterglow, as she writhed in pleasure before she finally relax completely, her eyes glazed over from the strain of the hot sex and the earlier fight that was even now catching up to her….

Moaning with each touch, Batgirl could do nothing as first her boots were removed, then her gloves, all four to be added with the utility belt that was then placed in a drawer ad locked away, before Batgirl was repositioned on the bed, face down and spread eagle, her wrists and ankles shackled loosely to the four corners of the queen-sized bed, allowing her to move about six inches though not more. Fingered to yet another orgasm once more to make Batgirl could not regain her strength anytime soon, Montoya left the safe house to do her errands….hide the bat-cycle, erase the tire marks, secure the building and lights, before she left….

After she had ran her errands and picked up a few toys and having called in sick Renee returned to see Batgirl still bound to the bed. She set the bag down by the bed as she leaned down on the bed. Renee placed her hands on Batgirl’s thighs, and began to rub Batgirl as as she ran her tongue up Batgirl’s still hot pussy lips. Sliding her hand into the bag she pulled out a dildo/viberator, Batgirl heard the hum as she turned it on, and gently moved it over Batgirl’s inner thighs as she continued to eat Batgirl out.

Batgirl’s head snapped back the instant she felt Renee’s hand on her inner thigh, she waited in anticipation to what would happen next as she could not turn around much, though the feeling of Renee’s hot tongue on her costume told her everything. In moments Batgirl heard the distinct sounds of a vibrator in the room and though she struggled to get free of the bonds, it was hopeless as was fighting what Renee’s tongue was doing to her sex with each lick Renee drovve up her slit.

Renee pulled her lips from Batgirl’s pussy as she felt her reacting. She ran the viberator over Batgirl’s slit. “You like this don’t you Batgirl….” Renee ran her free hand over Batgirl’s right thigh, “tell me……your weaknesses…..” She continued to run the viberator over Batgirl’s opening spreading her lips a little.

Biting her lower lip as the vibrator slid across her wanting pussy, Batgirl let out a soft moan, as she was fully unable to fight this any longer. Her pussy was still aroused from the earlier finger fucks. Hearing the question though gave Batgirl pause….telling a policewoman her secrets was not in the play book, any more than telling her who she really was behind the mask, which she could easily discover as Batgirl could do nothing to stop her right now. “My weaknesses?”

“Yes your weaknesses, everything about you Batgirl…..right now…” Renee pressed the head of the viberator into Batgirl’s pussy a little and smiled. “Your a virgin too aren’t you?” She licks her lips getting even hotter, hornier at the thought of being Batgirl’s first.

“Tell me, have you even been with a woman, Batgirl….you enjoyed this, and still are, arent you?”

The groan when it came couldn’t be helped as the sensations to Batgirl’s nether region were beginning to drive her crazy, as her heavier breathing was probably telling Montoya even now. Desperate to stop what was about to happen to her again, Batgirl tried to close her legs but the shackles had been placed just right, allowing her to move her legs, her hip, but not enough to close them, and Batgirl knew it was too late. She had to find some way to control this, no, scratch that, control her feelings, her emotions, hell her sexual drive again. It had been done before through a discipline of sorts, one that cleaned the mind and one inner peace to allow them greater control of their life, their body, their very being, but this was different, and the same. Still, if Renee managed to break her, the woman could get anything from her, any secret, any weakness, her secret identity even, and that, Batgirl could not allow.

“Yesssssssssss, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I’m a virgin…, never made it with…uuughhhhhh, anyone.”

Renee groaned as she ran her hand over Batgirl’s inner thigh bringing her lips down as she kissed Batgirl’s leg snaking her tonuge out, as she licked Batgirl’s latex covered skin as the bound woman tried to close her legs. She puled the head of the viberator out of Batgirl’s over sexed screamiing pussy. “A virgin, you’ve never even screwed yourself…..your loving this i know it.” She spoke between kisses and licks that kept Batgirl over the edge. Her mouth traveled to Batgirl’s inner thigh as she slowly licked the entire thigh right first, moaning and groaning as she moved the humming viberator around Batgirl’s lips the scent of the Dark Angels hot cum mixed with both women’s sweat was so intoxicating. The sight of Batgirl as she struggled helplessly as Renee moved to the other thigh and continued to kiss and lick. “So beautiful so sexy, I am Glad you gave yourself to me mmmmmm.” Renee moved and wrapped her mouth over Batgirl’s pussy and with her hot steaming breath she began to lap away at Batgirl, long slow agonizing sensual licks, kisses, moans and sucking Batgirl’s pussy into her mouth.

Confused and disoriented, Batgirl tried to resist to resist, fight what Renee was doing to her, to her sensitive inner thighs but there was no way she could. She completely under Renee’s control and her body was over powering Batgirl’s usually sharp mind to the point that her sex was running the show now, as beit had beeen so long denied attention. Batgirl moaned deeply as Renee’s tongue slid up and around her inner right thigh making Batgirl so wet from the anticipation of the eventual target her tongue was striving for and then as she got close to Batgirl’s pussy she held her breath….only to be denied the release when Renee merely crossed over to the other thigh.

Disappointed, Batgirl started to lay her head down when Renee planted her entire mouth on Batgirl’s extremely hot and so wet cunt to start licking and sucking away at the latex, Renee’s actions made the latex act as a sucking mechanism that constantly pulled then snapped back against her lips, driving Batgirl well over the edge toward a powerful, mind shattering orgasm…

With her mouth wrapped around Batgirl’s pussy, she continued to lick and suck away at Batgirl’s defenseless body, sucking her pussy further into her mouth. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.” Renee’s lips gently caressed Batgirl’s as her tongue swirled into her virgin cunt. Renee’s hands massaged Batgirl’s inner thighs as she continued with the vibrator, she felt Batgirl fall completely under her control, “You are mine fully.” She moved her left hand up to the small of Batgirl’s back and started to rub her fingers over it back and forth as her mouth continued to rock Batgirl’s body through several mind shattering orgasms. Renee felt Batgirl’s hot juices strike her tongue as she burried it as deep as possible into Batgirl’s body.

Renee pulled her mouth away as she licked her lips, “Now Batgirl, answer my questions, your weakenesses, what gets you hot, I know your a virgin, but now I know your a submissive. How am I making you feel?” Renee asked Batgirl as she ran a finger over her pussy going back and forth from Batgirl’s thighs to her sex, keeping her over the edge and not coming down at all. As she begins to question Batgirl, wanting to know everything about her.

“Batgirl I am loving this, I can tell you are as well, mmmmmmmm.” Renee planted a kiss on Batgirl’s left ass cheek nextand brought her hand down to it off the small of Batgirl’s back and rub it, as her mouth moved back to Batgirl’s pussy she ran her tongue around Batgirl’s cunt as she slid her fingers inside, but not too deep as she wanted to save that for later.

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You?re not going to understand what?s going on if you don?t read the first part, so? you might want to read the first part.

I heard her go into her room. After rummaging in her room, I felt her back against the door. She slid a small slip of paper under it door:
My mom’s going to work in half an hour. Give up now and your punishment won’t be as bad.
I wrote her a note back and slipped the paper back to her side.
That set her off.
She continued to spew curse words at me for half an hour until her mother started to leave the house. As soon as she closed the door behind her, I heard the key to the bathroom jingle in the lock. She opened the door to the bathroom and immediately grabbed at my still naked body.
She scratched and pulled until she’d gotten hold of my hair and in one move flipped me around. She punched me in my arms speaking to me as if I was a child being punished.
“You want to be bad? I’ll show you bad.” She stopped punching me and grabbed my arms, securing them so I couldn’t fight back. She pulled me over to the bathtub and forced me over the side.
“I think you deserve a spanking, you little slut.”
She smacked my ass and it sent a sharp pain raging through my body. I squirmed to try and get away but she wasn’t having that.
“You wanna run now? Huh?” SMACK “Now that your bad ass needs a spanking?” SMACK “You know you like it when I hit your soft little ass!” SMACK SMACK SMACK “Say you like it when I hit your ass like you’re a slut” SMACK SMACK SMACK! SMACK!
My ass was on fire and I could feel a tear run down my face. She was spanking me so hard, but every stab in my ass felt so good. I didn’t want her to stop.
“I like it when you,” SMACK “hit my ass like I’m a slut.” SMACK! I screamed at the top of my lungs.
“I know, but that wasn’t loud enough.” SMACK “I wanna hear you scream it!” SMACK SMACK!
“I LIKE IT WHEN YOU HIT MY ASS LIKE I’M A SLUT!!” She rubbed my ass where she’d been hitting it the hardest, then hit it over and over again for a good 10 minutes. I was so turned on I couldn’t stand it.
“I want you to taste me. Put your mouth in my pussy!” I screamed.
She giggled at me and rubbed my ass, and bent her body over me. I could feel her rock hard titties on my back. She took the hand that wasn’t on my ass and rubbed her fingers around my dripping wet pussy.
“I thought you’d never ask.” She whispered into my ear.
She grabbed the back of my neck, took me to her room and laid me on the floor. She kissed me and put her tongue in the back of my throat. I grabbed her ass, and massaged her from her neck to her sweet triangle. She was wetter than me and couldn’t control herself when I stroked my fingers over her clit. She jerked her body away, and I quickly grabbed her inner thigh and pulled her back to me.
“Aww fuck!” she moaned, “Keep rubbing my pussy.”
I took my hand away and put my fingers in her mouth. She sucked her fingers then grabbed my hand and laced her fingers in mine. We kept kissing until I used my hand that was on her ass to stroke her beautiful clit until she was jerking hard against my fingers. I pulled away and massaged her inner thighs while she sucked my neck.
I smacked her ass as hard as I could with the palm of my hand and felt her body move against mine. She kept moaning and asked me to do it again. I took my other hand from her pussy and slapped both ass cheeks, smiling at her pain. I kept smacking until I felt heat coming from her cherry red ass. I rubbed her butt until my pussy called for more.
I moved my body on top of hers and licked her all the way to her pussy. She was wetter than Niagara Falls. I licked her once, then again, slowly, then again even slower. I flicked my tongue over her clit over and over, and felt her breathing quicken.
“You aren’t as loud as usual.” I moved my ass over her face, “Why don’t you fill your mouth with something?” I laughed and continued to lick her pussy juices.
She laughed too and cooed “With pleasure.”
She rubbed her middle finger over my pussy lips and her thumb over my clit. I got instantly wet when she tasted my lips for the first time. She kissed my pussy and rubbed it gently. Her hand pressed on my clit and I jerked on her hand.
She laughed. “Someone has a sensitive little pussy.”
“I could say quite the same.”
She giggled and licked my pussy up and down slowly at first, then faster, copying me when I flicked her pussy. She opened my pussy lips and slid her middle finger in slowly. It set me on fire. I couldn’t stop moaning in complete pleasure. I felt her remove her finger just as slowly as she’d put it in and repeat the motions again. She moved her tongue to my clit and circled it clockwise. I could tell she’d done this before.
As she was doing this I opened her pussy and moved my tongue in and out of it, moving my hands to her clit to rub her counter clockwise. We were both moaning in ecstasy. I felt her body respond to the rhythm I had so I became more aggressive with my movements. She followed my body’s lead and fucked me even harder. Our moans got louder as we felt each other cum hard on each other’s faces.
I jerked on her body when she licked my sensitive pussy after I came. “You are a little slut.” She moaned at me. She stroked my pussy, wetter from the last orgasm than ever.
I moved my ass from her face and stood up. “You’re the one to talk. You eat pussy a lot better than I do.” I told her.
“Well,” she chuckled, “I have had a little more practice than most.”
She stood up and kissed my cheek. I saw her go into a back bend then twist her body into the perfect pussy eating position. “Amazing, huh?”
I was in awe, she could eat her own cookies!
“Quite!” I told her. I got an idea…
“You like?”
“I love. Now,” I extended my hand toward her “I wanna try something.”

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After getting caught by the female officer Stacy continues on to buy her first vibrator but things still happen as she runs into an old friend.

Caught Wet Handed
Chapter Two
by Simon Fear

I was driving on down the road thinking about Officer Summers. I just couldn’t believe that that had happened. It seem all-unreal, yet there was warning ticket lying next to me in the seat. My head was spinning and I realized how lucky I was that I didn’t get into the trouble I should have. Oh I got in trouble all right but it was a kind of trouble I enjoyed. My ass was still stinging from where I got hit with her Billy club, yet it had turned me on. I had almost forgoten where I was going when I saw the sign showing K.T.’s Adult Bookstore, but there was another part to it that the Internet had not shown. It also said Gentleman’s Club. There was an outlined picture of a naked woman swinging around a pole. As I pulled into the parking lot I noticed it was pretty empty, only one car was parked there. It was a nice 2003 Ford Mustang with an insignia on the back windshield that said “Hot Stuff”. I thought that the car looked familiar but I couldn’t place it. I figured I must have seen it driving around town. I parked two spaces down from it, and sat there looking at the building contemplating if I was really going to go through with this. The building was bigger than I thought it would be. It looked fairly new, at least 5 years old. There was a small section, which was the front part, and then the bigger looked like it had been added on in the past couple of years. I looked back at the mustang trying to figure out where I had seen it. I really didn’t want to go in and have someone see me, who might know my parents. I finally decided to go in, thinking that if this person knew my parents then I would probably know the car. I got and grabbed my purse. My thighs were pretty sticky from my recent orgasms had earlier. I grab a handkerchief out of my purse and quickly wiped my legs off. I finally finished and tossed the hanky back in the car. I then walked up to the front doors. On them was a sign that said Adults Only Must be 18 or over to enter these premises. Well no problem for me, as I had turned 18 two months ago. “Stacey you can leave now, and no one will be the wiser,” told myself. I shook my head, no I was going for it. I opened the door and walked. It was nicely air conditioned, and was nicely set up, but I was shocked at what I saw. There were posters hanging up everywhere of naked women, and men. I looked around and noticed that posters were set up to show different sections of the products. There was one that had two naked women having sex, so that was a lesbian section, there one was a naked woman by herself with her finger buried in her pussy, so I figured that to be a women’s single section, There was one with a man and a woman, the woman was doggy style with guys penis buried in her pussy, so that was the couples section, another one was a naked bent over spreading her ass cheeks to the whole world so I figured that to be the anal section, then there was one with a naked guy sitting down legs spread with huge hard on sticking straight up so that was the men’s single section. I almost burst out laughing when I saw the next sign that had two naked guys one was kneeling the other standing up, both with huge hard on, so I figured Mens gay section.

Then I saw several posters on one wall that all portrayed different types of sex toys. BINGO. I started walking to that section when I heard this sweet little sweet say, “Welcome to K.T.’s Miss, may I help you with anything?” I kinda jump and made a little eeek noise, as I had forgotten that there was someone else here. I turned around and saw a very beautiful black hair girl sitting behind the counter. I did a double take and then realize I knew whom the car belongs to. I was a girl who had graduated High School last year when I was Junior. I didn’t know her personally but I knew her name was Jill. She was 5 ft 5in. tall with a very shapely figure, the type other girls envy. She was about 100lbs. 34c cup a nice hour type figure, and a firm round ass. She had been pretty poor her whole life, only having her Mom in her life, and she never had much, but she always had that figure. Her was was pitch black and straight, down past her shoulder yet full and shiny. During her senior year she had somehow started coming into lots of money after she turned 18. Everyone asked her how she did, but she never told. But she started buying lots of nice things, and then one day she drove to school in her brand new mustang. Everyone figured she must have had a trust fund set aside for her from distant relative that she could get into once she turned 18, it all fit. I had felt happy for her when her life turned around. I had always tried to be friendly with when I saw and she was pretty friendly to me, but since she had always been one grade above we just never got to really know each other. “Oh hey I know you, your Stacey right, I recognize you from school,” she said. She was smiling and it just made her more stunning. I felt myself beginning to get wet again. “Hey Jill, how are you doing?” Jill came around the counter and walked up to me. My did, I say she was beautiful, she was gorgeous up close. She was wearing a mini leather dress that stopped right below her ass, and clung tightly to her body, the top of the dress had thing straps that went over her shoulders and it was so low cut that her nipples could pop out with the wrong movement. She was wearing shear black stockings that went to about her mid thighs with some sex black pumps on. She had black necklace that looked almost like a collar (I forget what they’re called) but it a thin fabric. “I’m doing great Stace, it’s so good to see you again.” She gave me hug, and just feeling her tits press against mine, made my juices start flowing again. “It’s good to see you too, been a while,” I said hugging her back. “You work here?” “Well I guess my little is out, yeah I started working here last year, which is when I started getting a little money. It pays pretty well.” “Wow just as working as cashier, that must be a lot per hour?” Jill giggle which was very sexy for her, “No silly the cashier part is just something I do every now and then when I have days off from college. My real job is being an exotic dancer, which I do at night.” OK I must have lived a secluded life or life because I had no idea what an exotic dancer was; though I did figure it had to do with dancing and probably doing it sexy style. I know Jill saw it on my face, cause leave giggled again, and lean in close her tits pressing against mine, getting me all turned on. I felt her breath on my ear as she whispered, “I dance up on stage in front of men and women and the whole time I’m removing pieces of my clothing till I’m totally naked.” I did a gasp at the realization of what she was, a stripper. I know she heard my gasp cause then she put her mouth against my ear and put my earlobes between her lips and suck on it for a second before pulling. Damn I was getting hot by now, how did everyone know what my ears did to me. I had my eyes closed as I kept feeling her lips on my ear even though she had pulled away. I finally remembered where I was and I opened my eyes, and saw Jill looking with that sexy smile on her face. I wanted to say a lot of things to her like, Your so sexy, or I want you so badly, or please do that again, but all that came out was, “Is..Isn’t…..Isn’t that illegal… you know… being under 21….or something?” She giggles again, “No, you can be an exotic dancer once you turn 18, and believe me it pays well.” “How much an hour?” I asked. “Silly it doesn’t pay by the hour, it’s by the tips the customers give you” I looked shocked, “by tips only, isn’t that risky since you take a chance they won’t tip?” “Oh believe, when you got a room full of horny guys wanting to see girls naked they started throwing money on the stage. See what you do is start out by just dancing sexy, then they guys, they more, so they start pulling dollar bills, they’ll either hand to you, toss it on the table, or slide in the waist of your panties. Then you take off a little something, and they throw more money at you, take something else off, more money given. By the end of the day of the day you would have made anywhere between $400-$900 depending on how busy the night it. The guys with more money throw larger bills. Usually Friday nights are the best because that’s when they get paid, so they have more to throw at you. Then there are personal dances, which are called lap dances. They or girl had to pay at least $40 to just get the personal dance then they start tipping after that. I once made $1500.” I stood there shocked, thinking wow, and of course I said, “Wow”. Jill kept smiling that sexy smile, “Of course there are some nights when its real slow, and you’ll be lucky to get even a hundred, but the good nights make up for it.” I just stood there dumbfounded thinking how much money was that compared to the little part time job I had as a waitress making $3.00 per hour plus tips. I was lucky to get out of there with $60.00 on a good night. Jill then silence, by asking a question that really shocked me. “Stace you have hot body, I mean face it you are stunning, you would do good working here, and it would be nice to work with someone I know as a friend. I mean don’t get me wrong I have made plenty of friends here with the other girls, but I must admit I have always liked, and I wished I would forth going with you everytime you tried talking to me, but I was a poor girl, who was very shy, and I didn’t think you would really want to be my friend, so I just stayed out of the way. You were always nice to me, when other put me down for having no money, and the guys were always trying to get in my pants. Well what I mean is why don’t you apply to work here, I know the Owner she’s is the one who hired me, and is a good friend, I can get you hired. I mean I know you can dance, You were in the dance class in 2nd period while I was in 1st period during your freshman and sophomore years. Plus the real money comes in after mid-night cause that is when it gets really wild in here. Girls will pair up and dance together and guys love it seeing two girls rubbing their naked bodies against each other, especially when they use toys.” I stood there embarrassed hearing the hottest girl around telling me I’m sexy. It was taking me a little bit to intake all of what she told me. “I…I…I’m not that hot especially compared to you, I cou…. couldn’t work here, I don’t have the stuf………Toy’s” That last part of the toys hit me real late. Jill was grinning real big, “Oh the girls will use things like vibrators, dildo’s strap-ons, etc… and they will fuck each other right there in front of everyone.” My pussy was on fire thinking of the possibility of doing something like in front of people. I know my face was flush and hot, I’m pretty sure that pale pinkish skin was turning bright red at this point. Jill suddenly get smiling and pulled me to her hugging me, “Oh Stace, I’m sorry I shouldn’t have so outright with that stuff, I’ve embarrassed you, I’m sorry, I just let my thoughts run my mouth, I hope I haven’t offended you.” “Oh no Jill you have nothing to be sorry about, I’m really flattered that you think I’m sexy and, Ohh I just don’t think I could do something like that, I’m just not as sexy as you are…” Jill broke the and held my shoulders, “Oh Stace you are sexy, and I know you would do good, but I shouldn’t have asked such a question.” “There’s no need to be sorry Jill, I mean I’m turned on by how you think of me, I mean flattered.” I knew I was red again, I had just told her that she turned me on. Jill smiled again, Ohh I almost melted, I almost wanted to apply right then, but my parents would not have it. Jill took my hand again, it was so soft. “Here I am rambling off, and I’m sure you came in for a reason, anything I can help with you with?” Then I remember again where I was and what I had come to do. I felt face getting hot again, how could I ask this hot girl who I was falling in love about buying a vibrator. Jill saw me getting flushed, and she squeezed my gently, “It’s Ok Stace you can tell me, no need to be embarrassed with me, I mean I worked in this place, right?” Oh yeah, that’s right I thought, then why was I getting so ashamed. “I finally managed to whisper, “a..aa…vibrator”. Jill smiled and taking my hand led to the toy section. I couldn’t believe at the different types of sex toys there were. Beads, plus, dildos, vibes, gags, whips, chains, realistic looking buts w/ holes, pussy styles, vibe for guys, blow up dolls, etc… “Is there any particular kind your wanting?” she asked. “I…I didn’t know there were this many and this is my first time, I just figured there would be a few.” Jill squeezed my hand again, “There are all sorts, for pleasuring different ways. There are the butterflies, which you wear like a panty, and it stimulates your clit, and you wear it under your clothes. Then there are the eggs, you have a small egg shaped vibe which you slide in, and then control with a remote that is attached to the vibe. Then you have the penis styles, of all sorts, thick, thin, long, ribbed, bumped, curved, double penetration…” “Double penetration?” I asked. She took me to a section where there were vibes that had two types penises. “One goes into your pussy, and the other goes into your ass. You can get the one where the anal one is just as big, or these smaller ones that will just stimulate the outer edge. Have you ever done anal, no…, ever wanted to…not sure huh, well we can come back later to these then. Where are you most sensitive at?” I was blushing big time by now, “Well my huh, clit, and sometimes I am able to really get off with my g-spot.” “How wet do you get?” “Huh, very…” “Do you mind if I see, I mean if I can find out how you react to different ways, I could help you better.” “I huh, no I don’t mind.” Jill still smiling knelt down in front, and lifted my skirt up. Oh I was so hot by now, this sexy girl looking at my pussy. “Wow, you weren’t kidding about being wet, I bet you squirt too huh? I thought you might.” Jill ran here forefinger up my inner thigh, running through the slickness that was pouring out. I felt a shudder go through me. “Well this won’t do, I need both hands.” I didn’t know what she had in mind until with skill she had pulled my skirt all the way down. Jill did an intake, “Wow you are so hot, and shaved bare. Your lips are so pink, if you had your hair shaved you could still tell you’re a natural red head. I bet your are extremely sensitive.” I felt her blow across my lips, and I let out a moan, as I felt more juice squeeze out. Jill began running her fingers over my lips, and around the outsides, listening to my reaction as well as feeling them. Then slid her finger just inside the folds, and caressed my clit. “UGGhhhhH” my knees buckled. She continued diddling my clit, then she slid her finger deep inside me, moving her finger around. Oh god this was so awesome. Then while she slid another finger in, wiggling them, sliding them in and out. “Wow you respond so well to so many variations of stimulation, but I’m going to try something else out real quick. I almost didn’t hear as I was enjoying this, but I managed to stutter ok. While her fingers were still inside she then pressed her thumb against my clit, moving it around. “AAHhHHh” I gasped. I was breathing real hard by now. “I thought so, you have excellent response to penetration and clit manipulation at the same time. As she continued to play I felt my climax building real fast, faster than usual when I just play with my clit. Jill started to remove her fingers, when I grabbed her wrist, “Please…Please don’t stop, I…I need it…Please” I managed to whisper. I looked down at Jill and she smiled so sexily, I felt another shudder, I didn’t care if anyone else was there or not. Jill resumed her stimulations to me, with her finger deep inside of me, and her thumb playing with me clit. Ugghhhh oh yes, please yeesss, Ohh shit I’mm cumming.” I ground my pelvis against her hand and my body began shuddering as I came, squirting all down my thighs, and onto Jill’s sexy hand, and arm. After a few moments I started coming down, and I opened my eyes, looking down at Jill. She a huge grin on her face, with a look of lust in her eyes. “That was so sexy Stacey.” Jill stuck her finger into mouth and sucked it clean. “MMMM you taste so sweet. I think I have just the thing for you, if you don’t mind I’ll be right back.” I just managed to nod yes. Jill got up and patted my thigh, and looked at me for just a moment then ran back to the front of the store. I just stood not believing what had just happened. I couldn’t decide if I should pull my skirt back up or not, at the moment I didn’t care. Jill came back, oh she was so sexy, and she was holding a clear looking penis. She stopped and looked at me again. “God, Stace you are so hot.” I blushed. I was still flustered from my orgasm. “Stacey, I think this kind would be good for you.” She held her vibe showing it to me. “It is 6 inches long, and 2 inches think , just right for you, it will be a little tight, but in my opinion I think it is better that way. As you can see it id ribbed near the top, with little bumps, going all the way down. But what it better is this.” She turned it around, and on the one side, it had what looked like a little thumb extending from it about an inch out. “This is for full penetration, and this is supposed to rest against your clit, while reaching your G-spot. It was my first one, and most favorite still out of all my toys. It takes 2 cell batteries, and has three levels, low medium and high. I must tell you is great. Now I figure you want to wait to use yours until you get home, and have some privacy, am I right, I did, but if you don’t mind I would demonstrate it.” I nodded my, yes I would love to see it in action. My sisters had just been thin, and short, and smooth. Jill smiled and handed it to me. I took and gazed at it. WOW this is what Jill used on herself, I wanted to smell it, but I thought Jill might get offended so I just looked at it. Then Jill rolled her tight dress up till it was up to her navel. I tore my eyes off the toy, to gaze at Jill in all her splendor. “Oh Damn Jill, you are so hot.” I gazed longingly at Jill exposed thighs and pelvis taking her all in, She was nicely shaven with just a little patch of hair above her lips. Her pubic hair was just as black as her head. Her skin was almost as fair as mine, and her nether lips were so smooth, and I could tell she was turned on, as her lips were glistening, and some juice was running down her thighs. Jill took my hand and pulled me to her. As I stepped in her, she leaned forward and began kissing me passionately. I almost dropped her toy, and I returned her kiss. Oh I was in love. Jill then moved her mouth around to my ear and licked it then whispered, “Go ahead Stace, fuck me with it.” Using her hand she guided mine down with the toy. I slowly caressed the toys around her lips, hearing her moan, as she nipped at my ear. “That’s it Stace, get me wet, work it on me.” She moved her pelvis against the toys, as I slicked up the toy with her juices. “Now Stace,” She moaned. I slowly began sliding the penis into her pussy, even with it all slick and her wet I could tell she was a tight fit. I worked it slowly, not wanting to hurt her, as I felt it sliding in. When I finally got it as for as it would go, I began to slowly twist it back and forth. I looked into Jill eyes, and I saw the fiery lust in them. I then began kissing her, using my tongue and she met back. Then I began pushing the toy in out of her slowly fucking her with it. “OH Shit Stace, yes fuck me, please, oh damn it feels so good.” Jill moved her hand down to my pussy, and stimulating my clit. “MMMMMMM” I moaned. Jill continued to play with my clit, as I fucked her with the penis. “Ugghhhh shit Jill, you sexy finger feel so good on me.” I could feel the climax building again, and knew it would not take me long. Jill then whispered into my ear. “Turn it on Stace, twist the black knob on the bottom, till you hear three clicks. Using my other I did so, while she kept diddling my clit. As I clicked it on, I felt the vibe come alive, with it pulsing throb. “UGGGHhhhh” Jill moaned. I felt her moan. I pressed the thumb portion of the vibe against her clit, and clicked the switched 2 more time. The thrumming pulsation of the vibe was so strong I almost lost hold it. “AAAAGHHHH shit yes fuck me, ohhhhhh fuck yesss,” Jill was screaming by now. Her fingers began working on fast on my clit. “OHHH god Jill I’m gonna cum” I cried out. I clenched down on her hand, as my orgasm rushed out, my juices, spilling forth. Jill’s body began rocking as she started cumming, “OHHH shit Stace I’m cumming AAHHH Fuck.” Jill clamped down on the toy, as her orgasm erupted, her whole body shaking. My orgasm began to subside but Jill’s kept on going, her hand no longer working on me. I looked into her face, her mouth was open, and her eyes rolled back. I finally began to feel her subside, when she her body racked against mine as she screamed again. “AAAHHH shit I’m cumming again”. Her whole body rocked against mine as another orgasm hit her. She was practically hanging on to me to keep from falling. Just when I thought she was coming down, another orgasm rocked her body yet a third time. “Jill screamed out, “OHHH shit , AAAHHHH fuck AHHHH!” Her hand finally grasped mine and slowly pushed down pulling the penis out of her. She held onto my hand, and her shuddering body slowed down. She finally came down off her orgasm as she slumped into me, breathing hard. “God Stace, that was so awesome,” She managed to stammer. I held onto as we kissed again. That was when I heard the clapping. Startled both Jill and me spun around to find three women standing at one end of the aisle, whistling and clapping cheering us on. Two of them looked to be around my age, while the third one, must have been in her mid 30’s, but she was hot. She stepped forward, “Well Jill, are you going to introduce us to your girlfriend. Both Jill and I blushed. “Miss Callry, Jennifer, Allison, this is Stacey. We went to school together. Stacey this is Miss Callry, the owner of K.T.’s, motioning to the older lady, and Jennifer and Allison, they are co-worker.” The other two girls grin. Both of them were very sexy also. Miss Callry walked up to us. “I hope you don’t mind, we have been watching some time now, we just thought it was so sexy, watching you two, you know how we have been telling you needed a girlfriend, and she is so hot, do you think she would want to work here.” She patted my ass. I just blushed. “Oh Stacey isn’t my…” I cut her off by gently squeezing her hand. I wanted to be her girlfriend if she would be mine. Jill glanced up at me and smiled, and I saw a tear form. “She isn’t my recruit, I was just helping her find the right of toy for her.” She smiled back at me and squeezed my hand. I smiled, she wanted to be my girlfriend also. Miss Callry looked back at me, “Are you sure, you have the body, and you would do great here.” I blushed again, “My huh parents wouldn’t except it, and I don’t think I could get naked in front of people.” Miss Callry patted my ass again, “Ohh that’s a shame, well if you ever change you mind, give me a call. Jill the girls are getting ready to practice their numbers, since it seems to be real slow in the bookstore, why don’t you go ahead and close it up after your done here (she slightly pinched my ass, while the other two giggled) and then come back and help me, bring you girlfriend and show her around if she wants. Allison would you run back and grab a specialty pack and bring it up here to give to Stacey before she leave.” The smaller of the two girls ran off. She looked to be 5 ft, at only 95lbs, with perky b cup tits, and brown eye, but quite shapely. “Stacey I’m going to give you a package, it had a few things you might like, I only give them to girls who apply for the wild side dancing employment but seeing as how you are friends with Jill, and it seems you are trying some new things out, I going to give them to you free of charge. We have been waiting for Jill to get her someone and to us that you special.” I blushed again and she pinched my ass one last time, and then smiling at me she turned around and walked off, followed by Jennifer who was a blonde, at 5ft 8 in, with c cup tits, and an hour glass figure. Jennifer’s gaze lingered on me a little bit longer before she smiled and bounded off after Miss Callry. When they were gone, Jill and Me looked at each other and began laughing. “I’m sorry bout that Stace.” “No need to be sorry, Jill I enjoyed it, and I hope you did too.” “More than you know Stace, were serious about wanting to be my girlfriend just then?” I looked into her eyes and smiled squeezing her hands, and then kissed her. “More than you know.” I whispered. After we got done kissing Jill took me a section in the toys and pulled down a package. It had the same vibe as Jill’s in clear color. It was priced at 70 dollars. “Don’t worry about paying Stace, I have it covered.” “Oh I couldn’t have you do that…” “Think nothing of it Stace, my gift to you.” We walked back up to the counter where Jill rang up the vibe on the register. It totaled to be $74.89. I started to pull the money out of my purse, when Jill stopped me and pulled the money out of her own purse. When the receipt printed up, she took it and wrote something down on the back. “My number,” she said. I took it, and then taking her hand I jotted my number down on her palm. Just then Allison came bounding up with a medium sized paper bag and some kind of black material waded up. She came up to me and hand me the bag. “I’m sure you’ll like these she whispered. Oh and I found this back in the toys section, I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t want to leave it.” She handed it to me, and I then realized that I had forgotten my skirt, and I was still walking around bare ass. I blushed as I looked at Jill, and she looked down at hers self realizing she had forgotten to roll her dress back down. Allison looked me over with a smile, then bounded off to the back. I quickly put my skirt back on. Jill came around the counter, her dresses still up and hugged me. As she walked me to the door, she reached and slid her finger into my pussy. She wiggled it around, then pulled it out and sucked on it. Then we kissed, and before I walked out, I looked back, “Are you doing anything tomorrow night, a new club open on the north end of town.” Jill smiled, “I’ll be by to pick you up at 6 then.” As I walked to my car and got in, I thought to myself, I can’t wait for tomorrow.

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Life in the army is awesome when you’re a lesbian!

Author’s Note: Please keep in mind that I am only a writer. Because of this, it is possible that some of the military terms and regulations included in the following story are incorrect.

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Barbie Lez has always been exceptionally smart. At age eight, two things in her life were certain; she was a lesbian and she would become a US Marine. As usual, it did not take long for Barbie to tell her best friend April about it. Both friends were stunned when April came to a shocking realization; she was a lesbian too. But the shock soon faded and the two agreed to become girlfriends. They had been friends for as long as they could remember, so it made sense for them to take their relationship to the next level. Smart enough to see their parents would not understand how they felt about each other, they agreed to keep their relationship a secret. At ten, they shared their first kiss and by twelve, their first make out session. When they lost their virginity to one another at age fifteen, they realized it was now time to come out of the closet; they had to tell their respective families.

As expected, the news shocked Barbie’s parents, but the unexpected came in the form of Brittney, her little sister. Utterly shaken by the news, she went weeks without speaking a single word to her sister. Barbie often tried to understand why Brittney reacted so harshly, but never got a straight answer, not even when Brittney started speaking to her again. As the weeks turned into months, the two sisters grew further and further apart until they no longer felt like family.

As for Candy, things did not go much better. Her parents—helped by Barbie’s—even tried to keep them apart, but when the young couple ran away, they realized their love was stronger than all. Although it would take them time to accept their respective daughter’s sexual orientation, they had no choice. Over the next few years, things only got worse for the young couple. They became outcasts in their own families. Barbie’s relationship with her sister somewhat improved, but the two would never be the friends they once were.

When they finally turned eighteen, they got married and moved out. Realizing they had forever lost them, their parents did not even try to stop them. Unlike their parents, the young couple was finally happy. They got their first apartment together and, for the first time in years, they were truly happy; they could have sex whenever—and wherever—they wanted without having to worry about their parents hearing them. But as these things often do, it soon came to an end. One day, the money ran out and the young lesbians were forced to come to grips with the harsh reality; they had to get a job.

That is when Barbie’s second childhood realization came into play. Only a few short months after the big move, Barbie enlisted. April was devastated to see her wife leave, but knew how much this dream meant to Barbie. So, although she felt her heart break that day, she did no stand in her young wife’s way.

After a tearful goodbye—during which Barbie promised everything would be all right—the young recruit was off. She spent the next twelve weeks going through basic training. As much as she missed April, she could not deny how awesome it was to finally live her life-long dream. She learned how to handle all sorts of weapons as well as all military techniques she would need in a combat situation. It was only when the training pulled to an end that she realized just how much she missed April. She started to count down the hours until their reunion, but the fateful moment never came; within hours of the training’s end, she was shipped out. The young couple was torn apart by war as they soon found themselves on opposite sides of the world.

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“Wow!” gasps Barbie as she and the other recruits march off the cargo plane. All around them is a non-stop buzz of activity. Soldiers in uniforms hurry about, weaving their way through the numerous Humvees and the occasional tank that clutter the base. Standing before the recruits in a gigantic building that stretches as far as the eye can see. A smile appears on Barbie lips as she forgets all about April and realizes she cannot wait to be a part of the action.

It is only now that she realizes she has momentarily stopped to take in her impressive surroundings. Suddenly, she feels something hit her from behind, knocking her to the ground.

“What the fuck?” she mutters as she peers up to find a fierce-looking, but ho-so-hot brunette. Not paying any attention to the young blonde, she marches on.

“Please, don’t apologize,” mutter Barbie sarcastically as she gets to her feet and starts dusting off her brand new uniform. Unlike most other recruits, Barbie somehow manages to fill out her uniform in all the right places, making her one of the hottest soldiers on base.

She has long, platinum blonde hair with strategically placed, bright pink highlights, full, pouty lip and piercing, emerald green eyes. She begins by dusting off her tight, molding camouflage tank-top which barely contains her firm, D-Cup boobs. Her erect nipples can clearly be seen poking through the thin fabric as a considerable amount of cleavage remains visible because of the clothing’s revealing design. She then dusts off her tight pants. Her hands slide across her firm, bouncy ass before traveling back around to the front where her fingers momentarily come into contact with her clean-shaven, panty-free labia which remain quasi-visible beneath the think fabric of her camouflage pants. Although presently hidden beneath her clothing, the busty lesbian has a large tattoo hovering between her pussy and navel; bright pink with black trimming, it is in the shape of the lesbian symbol. Both she and April got matching tattoos to celebrate their long-awaited union.

Grabbing the large duffle bag that contains every last one of her few belongings, Barbie hurries along to catch up to the group of recruits that is being led towards the large building. When they reach the building, they are split into two groups; girls on one side, boys on the other. Although most groan when they learn each sex will be assigned to a separate part of the building to avoid any lewd behavior, Barbie feels a smile curl her lips as she sighs in relief.

The busty blonde and all other female recruits are led to their sleeping quarters which consist only of a huge room with row after row of bunk-beds. There must be a few hundred at least.

“Find a bed and get settled in!” says their commanding officer as she turns and heads out, leaving the crowd of young women to themselves. Within seconds, the loud buzz of conversation fills the room as everyone hurries through the field of beds to find the perfect one. Barbie weaves her way through the beds until she finds one in the far corner. It is perfect for a little peace and quiet… or so she thinks. She struggles beneath the weight of her heavy bag as she struggles to hoist it up onto the top bed. Right before she manages to lift the heavy bag high enough to place it onto the bed, a busty brunette throws her own bag on the top bunk.

“Sorry, it’s taken,” says the newcomer as she climbs up next to her bag. Distracted by the unexpected turn of events, Barbie loses her balance and crashes to the floor.

“Goddammit,” she swears as she gets to her feet and peers up to find… the same brunette that knocked her down before.

“You!” she growls as she recognizes the hot young woman. The brunette pays no attention to her; she is too busy unpacking.

“Didn’t you see I was about to take that bed?” asks Barbie.

Finally, the brunette peers down at her.

“You were too slow,” she simply says with a shrug.

Barbie feels anger boil within her, but, knowing better than to pick a fight on her first day, decides to take the lower bed as all the nearby top bunks are already taken. She barely has time to get settled in before they are split into smaller groups for orientation. Her group—which consists of a few dozen recruits—is soon led into a smaller room.

“Take a seat,” says the busty orientation officer that waits for them at the far end of the room. Being one of the last young women to enter the room, Barbie finds one of the final few empty seats. She is about to sit, but right before, someone slips past her and steals it. It is the same brunette as before!

“Hell no!” she mutters as she realizes this is the final straw. She will no longer get pushed around, no matter what the consequences. Determined to prove she is not a pushover, she shoves the brunette aside and takes a seat.

Just like Barbie, the busty bully is not so easily defeated. She jumps to her feet and uses a foot to push Barbie off her seat, forcing her to the floor for the third time.

“Fuck you!” yells Barbie as she jumps to her feet and swings. Unfortunately for the young blonde, the brunette sees the attack coming. She easily dodges the blow and throws a jab that hits Barbie in the stomach. Although the air gets knocked from her lungs, Barbie manages to throw another punch. She lands it, forcing Candy to bend over with pain. Before things can escalate further, their fellow recruits intervene. A few pairs of hands grab them and soon immobilize them. Both rivals struggle to break free and take out their anger on each other, but they remain restrained.

“That’s enough!” yells their orientation officer as she strides over. Barbie and the brunette immediately calm down.

“Let ‘em go,” orders the superior and the recruits immediately release the troublesome young women.

“Since you seem to have some issues to resolve, I’ll give you all the time you could possibly need to come up with a solution to whatever the problem is…” she starts, then adds with a smile, “…cleaning the latrines.”

Barbie’s eyes fly open.

“But it wasn’t my fault,” she tries to explain, “She was the one…” Before she can finish, the orientation officer cuts her off.

“I don’t care whose fault it is. Now get to work!” she says.

“But…” starts Candy, but a glare from her superior tells her it is time to shut up.
The two rivals spend the remainder of the day cleaning out latrines. For the first few hours, Barbie keeps herself distracted by muttering revenge plans beneath her breath, but, before long, she is too exhausted to do anything else than her job. After what seems like a week, the day finally comes to an end and they are relieved. By then, they are totally exhausted, utterly filthy and smell of … well, pretty much every foul odor imaginable. Getting a whiff of their rank smell, their commanding officer orders them to go take a shower.

The two young women are all too pleased to obey and soon find themselves in the showering room. Because their day lasted longer than all other recruits, the showers are completely empty, giving the two young women complete privacy. The showering room consists of nothing more than a large room with showerheads sticking out of the walls. An entrance is located in two of the four corners with a long bench running the entirety of the wall to link the two.

Although this would be the perfect time for the two to finish the fight they had started earlier, neither of them has the desire—or the strength—to do so. Standing mere feet apart, the two women do their best to ignore each other as they start to strip. As much as she despises the young bully for coming after her for no apparent reason, Barbie cannot help but steal a quick glance when she sees her start to disrobe.

“Damn!” thinks Barbie as she studies the brunette’s body for the first time since their initial encounter. She only now realizes just how gorgeous she really is.

She has long, brown hair, hazel eyes and fleshy lips. A faint smile appears on Barbie’s lips as her shower-mate slips out of her regulation uniform top. Just like Barbie, she wears no underwear, so her firm, D-Cup boobs are instantly revealed. The young blonde’s eyes remain glued to them as she feels a spark of arousal deep within her pussy.

“Fuck!” she thinks, mentally reprimanding herself for being turned on by the woman who would undoubtedly become her nemesis. But such thoughts soon leave her head when Candy turns around and pulls her pants down, exposing her bare ass to Barbie’s intent gaze.

“Oh my god!” thinks Barbie as she feels a wave of arousal wash over her. She again tries to regain control of her emotions, fully aware that she should feel hate for the busty brunette, not attraction. But any thought of self-control is soon forced from her head as the hazel-eyed recruit turns around.

“Wow!” is all Barbie manages to think as her eyes come across the brunette’s pussy. A perfectly-trimmed pubic hair arrow points to her clean-shaven labia, forcing the most powerful wave of arousal yet to wash over the busty blonde. It takes every bit of self-control for her to keep from reaching out and pulling the stunning brunette in for a long, passionate kiss.

“Control yourself,” thinks Barbie as she realizes how wrong it is for her to be attracted to her now fully-naked shower-mate. And not just because she was a complete bitch to Barbie from the moment they met. The biggest reason why Barbie cannot act upon her feelings is April; her wife.

Managing to regain control of her emotions, Barbie decides the best thing to do is hurry through the shower and get out of there before anything regrettable happens. With that in mind, she begins to strip. Just like her blonde counterpart, the busty bully seems quite interested in seeing more of the stripping recruit’s sublime body.

“Damn!” she thinks as she spots Barbie’s large, lesbian-themed tattoo. Maybe her plan would work after all. None of her previous attempts had paid off, but the tattoo gives her hope. Her eyes remain glued to Barbie’s body until she heads off to a nearby showerhead.

“This is gonna feel so good,” thinks Barbie as she turns on the water and adjusts the temperature. When it is just right, she gets ready for the soothing feel of millions upon millions of warm drops raining down upon her tired body. Right before she steps forward, the annoyingly disturbing brunette takes her place beneath the artificial waterfall.

A simple sigh escapes the busty blonde. Too tired to argue, Barbie takes the nearest showerhead and turns it on. Less than a minute later, the temperature is perfect and the young lesbian takes a step forward. Uninterrupted, she feels the water rain down upon her filthy body.

“Ahhh!” she sighs as she begins to relax from the exhausting day she just had. She reaches over and grabs a bar of soap from a nearby soap shelf. Another sigh escapes her as she begins to lather her flawless figure before working every inch of her tired body with her equally tired fingers.

Although quite busy forcing every last speck of dirt to leave her skin, Barbie still finds the time to throw the brunette the occasional glance. On more than one occasion, she finds her staring back at her, but each time their eyes meet, the two young recruits immediately look away. As her eyes once again travel to the hot bully’s soap-covered body, she feels her hand slide across her stomach until her fingers come into contact with her soap-covered labia.

“Mmmmm!” she moans softly. Luckily the sound of millions upon millions of drops slamming down upon the tiled floor stops the blonde’s moan form reaching the brunette’s ears. Her fingers start to move around tentatively for a few seconds before she realizes what is going on; she is masturbating!

“Fuck!” she mutters as she pulls her hand away. Unlike the first, this exclamation remains not unnoticed.

“Did you say something?” asks the hazel-eyed recruit as she glances over at Barbie less than a second after the blonde has torn her hand from her crotch.

“Nope,” lies Barbie, but the smile on her shower-mate’s lips tells her she is not so easy to fool. The horny blonde starts to panic and soon feels the soap slip from her fingers. She fumbles with it for a second before seeing fall to the floor. It slides across the tilled surface and comes to a stop between the brunette’s feet.

“Dammit!” thinks Barbie before saying aloud, “Do you mind?”

The brown-haired recruit peers down at the bar of soap for a few seconds before bending down to pick it up. But instead of handing it to Barbie she keeps it close to her body. Barbie reaches out, but the brunette makes sure to keep the desired item just out of reach. Barbie sighs as she takes another step forward. Once again, the item remains just out of reach.

“Come on,” says Barbie in an annoyed voice as she takes yet another step. She is now close enough for the busty brunette to grab her and pull her close. A surprised grunt escapes the young blonde as she feels the woman’s erect nipples pock at her boobs. Their eyes momentarily make contact and Barbie can see a ring of lust circle each one of her fellow recruit’s irises.

“Oh fuck,” mutters Barbie as she suddenly realizes what is about to happen. Before she can do anything to stop it, the brunette grabs Barbie’s head and pulls her in for a long, passionate kiss.

“Mmm?” moans Barbie half out of surprise, half out of shock as she feels a tongue slither past her lips. As shocked as she is by her shower-mate’s unexpected behavior, Barbie is even more shocked when she finds herself enjoying it. Struggling to keep from kissing her back, is takes the busty blonde a few seconds to realize the young bully is still passionately making out with her.

Meanwhile, the horny brunette is all too happy as she finds herself surprised by how long it takes Barbie to push her away. Just when she thinks such a thing will not happen, she feels the blonde’s lips leave hers.

“What the fuck are you doing?” almost shouts Barbie as she takes a step back.
“Isn’t it obvious?” wonders the dark-haired beauty as she reaches out and pulls Barbie in for another passionate kiss.

“Mmmmm!” moans Barbie again. Imagine her surprise when she realizes it is a moan of lust, not surprise. She still manages to refrain from reciprocating the brunette’s eager tongue strokes, but does not have the force—or the will—to pull away. As the seconds slowly tick by, Barbie feels increasingly powerful waves of arousal wash over her as the dark-haired recruit’s eager tongue continue to dance around in her mouth.

“I didn’t think it would be this easy,” thinks the busty bully as she runs her hands down her blonde counterpart’s back until she reaches her firm butt. Within seconds, she is expertly massaging her ass with both hands, forcing ever-powerful moans to flow past Barbie’s lips.

“Oh my god!” mentally gasps the increasingly horny blonde as she remembers something; she is married! As aroused as she by her lesbian shower-mate, Barbie cannot give in to her ever-growing feelings. She must fight!

“Don’t give in!” she tells herself as she struggles to break free from the hazel-eyed beauty’s spell. It takes the better part of a minute, but she eventually finds the strength to pull away.

“Stop!” she yells as she again takes a step back, but she tone of her voice leaves the brunette smiling. She knows fully well that Barbie wants her.

“Why?” she asks teasingly as she reaches out and sensually runs her finger along Barbie’s arm.

Barbie feels a shiver of delight ripple through her entire body, but, determined to keep control of her emotions, remains unaffected. Taking a deep breath to clear her mind of all dirty thoughts, she opens her mouth to speak. It takes her a few tried before she can finally speak.

“I… I have a wife,” she stutters, pointing to the ring around her finger.

The brunette scoffs.

“Really?” she asks, “Because that’s not what your pussy is saying.” With that, she pulls Barbie in for yet another kiss. Before the busty blonde has time to react, the horny bully reaches down and presses her palm against Barbie’s engorged labia.

“Mmmmm!” moans Barbie. Once again, the moan is the result of lust, not surprise. She feels the most powerful wave of arousal yet wash over her as the brunette’s hand begins moving around, expertly massaging her lower lips. Although the young blonde loves her wife with all her heart, the moment she feels her shower-mate’s hand on her labia, April vanishes from her mind; it is like she never existed. Now with nothing stopping her, she finally gives in to her lustful urges. Not wasting a second, she starts kissing her fellow recruit.

“I knew she would cave,” thinks the bully-turned-lover as the young recruits’ tongues dance around in each other’s mouths. Still fully aware that Barbie’s unexpected change of mind may very well be only temporary, she decides to escalate things. Breaking the kiss, she makes her way down to her ample bosom.

“Oh, yes!” moans Barbie as she feels her new friend’s lips wrap themselves around one of her nipples. Soon, she feels her tongue flicking back and forth, sending shivers of delight rippling throughout her body.

Thrilled by Barbie’s positive response, she uses her free hand to massage her other boob. Moans flow past the busty blonde’s lips as she feels her oh-so-hot young lover ravage her body. With one of her new friend’s hand busy stimulating her increasingly humidifying twat and the other doing the same to one of her breasts while the other is being services by her lips, Barbie feels her energy return. Although previously exhausted by the long day of latrine cleaning, the tight-bodied recruit now feels energized and ready to take on any challenge.

Before Barbie has time to get accustomed to her mammary stimulation, her brunette friend puts an end to it. The horny blonde is about to voice her discontent when she feels the former bully lick her way down to her pussy.

“Oh, fuck!” moans Barbie, the cry echoing throughout the entire showering room as she feels the brunette’s hand leave her pussy, only to be replaced by her tongue. Barbie instinctively spreads her legs wider, giving her fellow recruit better access.

Taking full advantage of her all access pass, the kneeling lesbian slides her tongue past Barbie’s lower lips. She giggles giddily as she feels her taste buds gorge themselves on the married teen’s sweet pre-cum.

“Oh my god!” shrieks Barbie as she feels the eager tongue slide all the way up her pussy. A powerful wave of arousal soon follows as Barbie realizes she has not had sex since the start of basic training. Never has she gone so long with sex since she lost her virginity at fifteen. Sure, she masturbates whenever she gets the change, but self-stimulation comes nowhere near what she is currently experiencing.

“Faster!” begs Barbie only moments after she feels the brunette’s tongue start to dart in and out of her. Her new friend is all too happy to oblige as she reaches up and fumbles around until she finds what she is looking for; Barbie’s boobs.

“Oh god!” moans Barbie as she feels her former tormentor’s hands begin to stimulate her erect nipples while her tongue continues repeatedly plunging in and out of her soaking wet pussy. It takes almost no time for her head to be forced back by the power of arousal. Eyes sealed shut, the moaning blonde can feel millions upon millions of drops of water rain down upon her face and body as she feels her arousal level skyrocket. Within seconds, she feels an orgasm build deep within her pussy.

“FUUCCCKKKK!!!!!” she screams blissfully. An orgasm is imminent and the teen knows it all too well.

“Wow!” mentally gasps the brunette as she feels Barbie’s pussy start to shake and shiver around her tongue as the passionate tongue-fucking continues.

“I’m gonna cum!” announces Barbie between two moans as she feels the first wave of cum start to flow up from the depths of her pussy. Within seconds, the surprisingly hot, incredibly sweet liquid gushes past the brunette’s tongue and squirts into her mouth. It takes less than a second for the hazel-eyed recruit to feel her mouth overflowing. Determined not to lose a single drop, she swallows it.

“Mmmmm!” she moans as she feels the hot liquid flow down her throat. She continues tongue-fucking Barbie’s tight poon as she feels another wave fill her mouth. She tries to swallow it, but because the new wave is much more voluminous that the first, the gooey liquid is soon forced past her lips. Becoming airborne, it soon mixes with the water and rains down upon the young lovers. After falling to the tiled floor, the diluted cum inevitably finds its way to the drain where it is lost forever.

“What a waste,” thinks the kneeling lesbian as she continues licking Barbie’s cunt. She drinks as much of the sweet nectar se she can, but only half makes it to her stomach, the other half being wasted.

“Don’t stop!” begs Barbie as her orgasm rages on, “Please don’t stop!”

Her fellow recruit cannot help but smile as she realizes stopping is exactly what the horny blonde wanted her to do just minutes before. It is quite astonishing how quickly one’s emotions can change from one extreme to the other. Yet, Barbie seems to have mastered said art as she now moans to high heavens.

Wave after wave flows out of her; her hot orgasmilk being forced to squirt out of her new friend’s mouth, effectively covering both Barbie’s lower body and Candy’s upper body in cum. Unfortunately, the water washes it away as fast as it is produced, keeping the two lesbians in a quasi-constant state of cleanliness.

Barbie’s moans continue to echo throughout the showering room as her orgasm rages on for the better part of a minute. By the time the final wave flows out of her, it is a miracle she can still stand seeing how almost all strength has left her body.

“Mmmmm!” moans the brunette as she pulls away, mouth filled with Barbie’s last few drops of orgasmilk.

With her body no longer supported by the dark-haired lesbian, Barbie feels her knees buckle. A second later, she is sprawled across the floor, struggling to keep air flowing in and out of her lungs. Her eyes remain shut as she feels the warm water rain down upon her. Everything is quiet but for her quick breathing as she struggles to recover from her intense orgasm.

Nearby, the horny brunette also gasps for air, although most of her strength remains present in her sublime body. After a few minutes, during which Barbie gradually comes down from her sexual high, she finally realizes what just happened; she cheated on April!

“Oh my god!” she mentally gasps, “What have I done?”

She peers over at her former tormentor and finds her sitting nearby, still panting lightly. Still stunned by what just happened, she realizes she needs some time alone to process everything. That what is done cannot be undone, yet Barbie is confident that a little time alone will give her the clarity to decide the best course of action. One thing is clear in her mind; she must get as far away from the busty brunette as possible. With that in mind, she glances around the room. Grabbing her clothes is out of the question as it would only slow her escape. Realizing she will have to streak it through the base, Barbie throws her former bully one final glance before jumping to her feet.

“Gotta go!” she mutters as she hurries toward the nearest exit. Right before she can reach it, the hot brunette appears before her.

“How did she do that?” wonders Barbie as she tries to get past the busty brunette. Unfortunately, that proves to be impossible.

“You’re not getting away that easily,” says the dark-haired recruit.

Determined to get away, Barbie turns tail with the firm intention of escaping through the other exit, but before she can even take a step, she feels a hand grab her arm. Reacting on instinct, she turns around swinging. Unfortunately, the brunette sees it coming and easily dodges the blow before throwing a punch of her own. Unlike her fellow recruit, Barbie is not fast enough to dodge the hit and gets clocked in the jaw. With stars in her eyes, the tight-bodied blonde goes flying and slams to the ground with such force that the air is knocked form her lungs. Gasping for air and struggling to keep the world from spinning, she barely even notices the sublime brunette that sits atop her.

As Barbie tries to recover, the hazel-eyed young woman lies atop Barbie and, realizing this could be her one and only change, lowers her head towards Barbie’s. Without a moment of hesitation, she slides her tongue past her fellow recruit’s lips and starts passionately kissing her.

“Mmmmm!” moans Barbie on instinct, although she is still too confused to understand what is happening. However, her body is still able to interpret the former bully’s actions. Acting independently from her brain, Barbie’s body starts to send wave after wave of arousal washing over the confused young woman’s flawless body, soon forcing her to reciprocate the eager brunette’s passionate tongue strokes.

By the time Barbie finally recovers from her fall, she is passionately making out with her new friend. She even feels her hands massage the brunette’s firm ass as moans of delight flow past her lips.

“What the hell am I doing?” wonders Barbie. Although she is fully aware that what she is doing the exact opposite of what she should be doing, the teen realizes arousal fills her body, making it impossible for her to consider anything else than what she is doing right now; having sex with this hot brunette. But as yet another powerful wave of arousal washes over her, she realizes she cannot fight her growing sexual arousal any longer. She desperately wants to cum and will do anything to achieve that goal. Giving in to her ever-growing urges, Barbie manages to intensify the already passionate make out session.

“Mmm?” moans a surprised brunette as she feels Barbie’s attitude change. Although unexpected, the change is exactly what she was hoping for. She is stunned at how aggressive her young lover is as she takes control of the situation by flipping the dark-haired recruit onto her back.

A surprised grunt escapes her as she feels Barbie pull away. Fearing the blonde is again trying to flee, she goes to grab her, but before she can, Barbie returns, a bar of soap in hand—the same bar of soap that started it all. Barbie rubs the soap between her hands until she has a considerable amount of foam gathered in her palms. Discarding the now useless bar of soap, she lowers her hands to the brunette’s silky-smooth body. The first step is to lather her large boobs and use the suds to stimulate her erect nipples, forcing a few passion-filled moans to escape her. But Barbie soon gets bored and moves on to something of more importance; the pussy.

“FUCK!” shrieks the soap covered recruit as she feels Barbie’s hands slide across her engorged labia. A satisfied smile appears on the blonde’s lips as she gives one of her hands permission to leave her new friend’s crotch. The other remains in place as the cheating lesbian inserts two fingers exactly where the brunette’s pubic arrow tells her to; her pussy.

“Oh, yes!” she moans as she feels Barbie’s fingers slide up her twat, sending shivers of delight rippling throughout her body. Not wasting a second, the now passion-fuelled young blonde starts to slide her fingers in and out of her dark-haired friend’s pussy. With the soap making the penetration surprisingly easy, Barbie bothers not ask permission to add a third finger.

“Faster!” begs the former bully as she feels Barbie thrusting three fingers in and out of her tight poon at an already impressive speed. A smile appears on Barbie’s lips as she does as told, forcing her hand to jerk back and forth with such force that only a blur can be seen.

“Oh yes! YES! YESSS!” she moans as her breath grows ever-short. Up and down go her boobs as she struggles to keep air flowing in and out of her lungs. Her powerful moans help in no way, but the horny brunette would not have it any other way.

Because she has been in a constant state of arousal since the first time she laid eyes on Barbie, it takes the brunette a record-setting time before she feels an orgasm build deep within her.

“Oh yes! Fuck me! FUCK ME!” she moans as she feels her pussy start to shake and shiver. Moment later, she feels the first wave flow up from the depths of her pussy. The power with which the gooey liquid is released makes it impossible for Barbie to continue her avid finger-fucking as her brunette friend starts to squirt. Her fingers are forced from the young woman’s pussy as the first wave of orgasmilk sprays past her lower lips, effectively covering Barbie in a thick layer of cum.

“Damn!” mutters Barbie, stunned by the intensity of her fellow recruit’s orgasm. Realizing her help is no longer required, she does the first thing that comes to mind; she leans forward and opens her mouth wide. As she approaches the squirting pussy, the horny blonde is forced to close her eyes to keep from being blinded, but that does not stop her from venturing on until she is close enough for her entire mouth to get filled with each new wave.

“Mmmmm!” she moans as she feels the first mouthful flow down her throat. Another soon comes, rapidly followed by yet another. This goes on for the better part of a minute as the busty brunette experiences the most intense orgasm of her life. Her moans are so powerful that passersby can clearly hear them as they walk past the showering room. A few curious souls stop momentarily, but do not want to risk a look, too terrified by what they might find.

Finally, after a good minute of intense squirting, the cum-covered, hazel-eyed lesbian’s orgasm finally comes to an end. One final wave squirts out, landing square in Barbie’s mouth, forcing a satisfied moan past her cum-covered lips. The two young lovers spend the next few minutes catching their breaths.

Barbie is the first to recover and, curious as always, she wipes the thick layer of cum that clings to her eyes lids and peers around.

“Oh my god!” she gasps as she finds a disturbingly beautiful scene. Both she and her new friend are covered in a thick layer of orgasmilk, giving them each a second skin. A large circle of cum has formed on the floor round them, giving a wintery look to their small part of the showering room. Curious by Barbie’s stunned exclamation, the brunette sits up and peers around. Her reaction is similar to Barbie’s as she sees the impressive amount of cum she produced.

“So, are you happy?” asks Barbie in a surprisingly cold voice, “You got what you wanted.”

“But…” stutters the brunette, taken aback by her new friend’s sudden change of tone.

There is a few seconds of awkwardness as the two stare at each other. Finally, Barbie bursts out laughing, forcing a stunned expression to appear on her friend’s face.

“I’m kidding,” finally explains Barbie, seeing how confused her cum-covered shower-mate is. It takes the still-panting young woman another few seconds to finally understand, but when she does, a few chuckles escape her.

“Are you sure?” she asks, thinking Barbie is either bipolar of a great actress.

But the truth is, Barbie is neither; she is simply feeling guilty. Like anything else, sex has its lows and its highs. During the lows, Barbie feels remorse for giving in to her attraction for her new friend and cheating on her wife. During the highs, she fully gives in to her lustful desires and becomes a wild beast whose only goal is sexual satisfaction. Her recent change of mood was just a rapid transition between a sexual low and high.

“Maybe this’ll convince you,” giggles Barbie as the sight of the busty brunette’s cum-covered body forces a wave of arousal to wash over her. She leans forward and, after licking up a mouthful of cum from the dark-haired recruit’s sublime body, she comes in for a passionate, cum-filled kiss.

“Mmmmm!” they moan in unison as their tongues begin a lustful dance amidst the sea of pussy fluid. But the kiss is soon cut short when they hear a shocked gasp echo throughout the showering room.

With the kiss now broken, the two cum-covered friends turn to find a busty Asian recruit standing in the nearest exit’s doorway. A shocked expression is plastered across her face as her eyes remain glues to the young couple. There is a brief moment of awkwardness as all three young woman share stunned glances.

“Hi,” finally says Barbie’s former tormentor with a casual smile. That seems to snap the hot Asian out of her stunned trance because she turns tail and hurries off.

The two friends cannot suppress a few amused giggles as they resume the momentarily interrupted kiss. As the makes out session grows increasing passionate, the two lesbians start moaning loudly. The dark-haired beauty feels arousal return to her body even though she experienced an earth-shattering orgasm only minutes before.

“Ready for round two?” asks an equally aroused Barbie once the kiss is broken.

“Fuck yeah!” immediately responds her new friend as she waits for Barbie to initiate the aforementioned second round. The thick layer of cum that clings to their respective bodies gives Barbie an idea.

“Don’t move,” she orders.

“Yes mam,” responds her brunette friend as she salutes her. They share a few chuckles as Barbie implements her plan. She grabs one the former bully’s leg and raises it so her toes point to the ceiling. She then kneels over her friend’s other leg and lowers her body until her pussy comes into contact with the brunette’s.

“Fuck!” they both moan as Barbie starts rocking back and forth, forcing their cum-covered cunts to rub together.

“Oh yes!” she moans as she begins to speed up the rocking. Although this is the first time she uses this position, she does it like a real pro, swaying her hips back and forth, forcing their respective poons to rub together. The cum seems to help as it acts as a lubricant, making the two young lesbians produce moan after moan of total bliss.

As wave after wave of arousal washes over her, the horny brunette begins to force her hips up and down, effectively increasing the speed, which in turn increases the blissful feeling that fills both young lovers. Their moans once again start to fill the air as they both feel an orgasm building within them.

“Oh god!” moans Barbie as she feels her pussy start to shake and shiver.

“Fuck!” adds her new friend moment later as she realizes she is on the verge of climax. Less than a second later, they attain something that is only rarely attained; a simultaneous orgasm.

“FUCK!” they both shriek as they feel their respective first wave flow forth from the depths of the pussies. The hot liquid is soon forced past their lowers lips, combining into a sweet cocktail of lesbian cum before becoming airborne. It splits into millions upon millions of tiny drops and rains down upon the moaning couple, adding yet another layer of orgasmilk to their already cum-covered bodies.

“Don’t stop!” begs the brunette between moans. Barbie would surely smile if not so busy using every last bit of strength to keep up the exhausting rhythm as her pussy releases wave after wave of blistering hot liquid all over her gorgeous lover.

The hot, gooey liquid continues to flow forth, creating an ever-growing puddle of cum all around the two young recruits as they moan to high heavens. Back and forth their lower lips slide, forcing shivers of delight to ripple through their respective bodies as their orgasms rage on.

Although their orgasms remain less powerful than their respective first climaxes, both young women are blissfully happy. As the seconds tick by, they start to tire and, by the time they release their final waves, a full minute later, the two are barely even moving. Barbie has slumped over to one side and is panting like a dog on a hot day. Legs still locked and pussies still touching, the two do their best to recover as their eyes remain closed to conserve energy.

It takes the better part of five minutes for them to find the strength to sit. The two glance around and cannot help but laugh as they see the impressive amount of cum that covers the showering room floor.

Without exchanging a single word, the two young lesbians get to their feet and head over to the two showerheads they used only minutes before to clean their grit-covered body. With the water still running, it takes the two practically not time to get cleaned off.

As Barbie washes the cum from her body, her thoughts travel back to April. She cannot help but feel bad about cheating, but as she glances over at her new friend, she realizes it is a miracle she managed to resists her for as long as she did.

“Still, I should have been able to control myself,” she thinks, but soon realizes there is no point in focusing on the past. What is done is done; the future is what matters. Still, she feels bad for cheating on her wife, especially with someone she just met. It is only now that Barbie realizes she does not even know her new friend’s name.

“How can I have had sex with a girl and not even know her name?” she wonders silently.

“What is…” she starts as she turns to her former bully, but finds the spot next to her empty. Panicked, she glances around the room and finds Candy drying herself off by the bench. A relieved sigh escapes her as she turns off the water and hurries over to the hazel-eyed recruit. The busty blonde grabs her own towel and starts getting dried off as she struggles to get started.

“I… How… What…” she stammers, unable to formulate the question. Although it is a simple question she has asked many a time, she finds herself unable to utter the words. For some unknown reason, she finds herself flustered at the simple though of learning the name of the first woman—other than April of course—to make her cum since she lost her virginity at fifteen.

“What is it?” asks the busty brunette with an amused smile.

Taking a deep breath for courage, Barbie finally asks the question.

“What’s your name?”

The dark-haired recruit produces a few chuckles as she realizes she never introduced herself; she was far too busy seducing Barbie to even think of such things.

“I’m Candy,” she finally says, “Candy Luv.”

Barbie smiles.

“Candy,” she thinks, “It suits her.”

“I’m Barbie Lez,” she then adds aloud as she outstretches a hand.

Candy giggles.

“Isn’t that a little too formal? I mean we did just have sex.”

Barbie nods as she realizes Candy is right.

“Come here, you sexy bitch,” giggles Barbie as she pulls Candy in for a long, passionate kiss.

“Mmmmm!” they moan simultaneously as their tongues dance around in each other’s mouths. Unfortunately, their nice-to-meet-you kiss is cut short when they hear voices echo from nearby.

“What the fuck?” wonders Barbie as she pulls away and turns to find three women standing before them. One of them is the same hot Asian recruit they scared off earlier. The other two are obviously base security guards.

“Is that her?” asks one of the guards. The Asian nods as she points to Barbie.

“Her?” wonders Barbie as she turns to Candy. “What the…” she mutters when she finds Candy missing. A quick glance around the showering room tells her Candy is nowhere to be seen. She hears footsteps and finds the two guards marching towards her. Although she does not think they actually did anything wrong, Barbie cannot help but feel like the best thing for her to do is run. Unfortunately, before she can even think of escaping, the two guards reach her and, with a firm grip, keep her from getting away.

“Fuck!” she mutters beneath her breath as she glances from one guard to the other.

“Get dressed,” says one of the guards as she hands the naked recruit her clothes.

“Why?” asks Barbie.

“The general wants to see you,” explains one of the guards.

“The general? Why?” inquires Barbie. Unfortunately, the guards remain silent as they wait for her to get dressed.

“I guess I’ll find out soon enough,” she thinks as she is escorted out of the showering room.

To be continued in Part 2…

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Have a horny day,

Barbie Lez

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A young girl continues to learn from her neighbor

LAURA, MY FRIENDLY NEIGHBOR, PART 2
As an 11 year old girl, I met an older neighbor in the swimming pool of our apartment building. I went back to her apartment with her and she fingered me to my first orgasm.

Continuing…

After that first session with Laura I couldn’t get enough. I would make any and every excuse to see Laura, usually at the pool in the apartment building, but sometimes I would just go straight over to her apartment and knock on the door after she got home from work.

Over those next few weeks we became quite good friends. One thing I really loved was that she never talked down to me; it was always as though I were her equal even though I was really just a young girl.

But it was not in the pool, but inside her apartment that the most interesting things happened. After she had stimulated me until I had
my first orgasm, I found myself playing with my pussy several times a day. I fingered myself to orgasm many times, but none of the orgasms I gave myself compared with the orgasms Laura gave me. She was never in a hurry, never too busy and always took her time with me.

Needless to say, our explorations progressed from us just fingering each other to orgasm, to trying other things. I’m pretty sure the next major step up from being fingered was to be given oral pleasure. Now at that age I was pretty naive and had never even thought about the possibilities of using a mouth on a pussy. In fact, until Laura kissed me the first time, I’d never really thought about kissing either. That was something you did with parents and aunts etc, but certainly not grown women.

So one particular day, Laura must have decided I was ready for oral sex. We played around in the pool for a while: every time I saw her my little pussy got wet, which she thought was amusing. She used to call me her horny little baby girl, among other things. After splashing around for a while, we went into her apartment. Of course, after the
first couple of visits, we didn’t waste time having drinks or watching TV — we saved that up for after we’d had sex.

I remember that Laura peeled her wet Bikini off, exposing her pussy, sat on her bed, and pulled me over to her. We were both pretty wet at this point. She slowly pulled out the waistband of my Bikini bottom and gently lowered it, taking care to run her fingers around my ass cheeks and then around to my pussy. As always, she pulled
back my vaginal lips, exposing the little nub she called my “clitty.”

This time, though, instead of laying me down on the bed as she’d
done the last couple of times we’d done it, she leaned forward while I was still standing, almost touching her nose to my pussy. She kind of sniffed at my cunny, then looked up at me, smiled and said softly, “Mmm, that smells delicious.”

Now strangely enough, I knew what she meant. Ever since I could remember, I sometimes put my finger up inside my pussy lips and smelled it. It’s a smell I used to love, and still love, even to this day. Mind you, smelling someone else’s pussy is much more of a turn-on than just smelling my own. I don’t like a really strong stale odor, that smells fishy, but a fresh pussy smell — yumm.

So having smelled my pussy a couple of times, Laura suddenly put her mouth on it. She didn’t just touch her lips to it, but put her whole mouth on it. This was completely unexpected by me, and I think I must have jumped back because I felt her hands move to my ass cheeks and gently pull me back towards her. Then I felt her move her lips back and stick her tongue into my little hairless crack.

As she slid her lips up and down the length of my pussy, she used her hands to hold my ass steady, her finger, gently caressing the crack between my cheeks.

More quickly than ever before I felt my excitement rising as her lips moved quickly up and down my pussy. I can’t remember whether or not she did it that time, but at other times she would just hold my pussy against her mouth and rub her tongue on my perineum, the spot on the underside between my pee hole and my poop hole. Just doing this was enough to get me totally worked up.

Suddenly the excitement mounted until I couldn’t hold back and I had the most fantastic orgasm I’d had up to that point. As always, my legs almost collapsed underneath me and Laura had to use both hands to hold me up. She removed her mouth from my still wet pussy and gently laid me on the bed, looking down into my eyes.

“How was that, baby girl?” she asked.

“Awesome,” was the only word I could think of that would even come close to describing the intensity of my orgasm.

“I thought you might like it,” was her reply.

At that, she lay down alongside me on the bed, putting her arm underneath my neck. I half rolled over and snuggled up to her, my head in the crook of her neck, my arm across her breasts, my leg across hers, my pussy pressed into her hip. She turned her head so that her lips found mine and we kissed, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Since the first time we’d kissed I’d become hooked on it, especially after Laura told me I was the best kisser she’d ever known.

As she rolled on to her side, I could feel her still-wet pussy pressing into my belly. I could feel it move and could feel the trail left by her pubic hair against my hairless body. I moved my arm and started gently playing with her pussy, sliding my finger into her vaginal slit and rubbing it in and out softly.

Slowly Laura rolled on to her back and I knew this was the signal that she wanted me to get her off too. I’d fingered her off several times before and enjoyed it almost as much as having her do it to me, especially when she came with my hand inside her cunt.

I wondered if Laura would want me to suck her pussy like she did mine. I was a little bit nervous because I knew her adult pussy would
probably be more than my girl’s mouth could cover all at once. But suddenly I knew I wanted to try. I also wondered if I’d like the taste
of her pussy juice, and if I’d be able to swallow some of it.

So I moved my head down and tentatively licked the top of her pussy, taking some of her vaginal cream on my tongue. I put my tongue in my mouth and tasted it. Surprisingly, it tasted almost of nothing, but quite sweet.

“Does it taste OK?” Laura asked, spreading her legs apart and pulling my face into her womanhood.

I re-entered my usual deaf mute state and just nodded. I guess I was pretty nervous about how I’d perform. As an answer, I put my mouth on her pussy and stuck my tongue into the slimy slit. I had to open my
mouth as wide as I could just to get my tongue inside.

“Use your hand too,” Laura advised, so I moved my hand so that I was running my fingers under her pussy and into her ass crack. I then began moving my finger into her anal opening, wetting it from the juice that slobbered down my chin while I was sucking on her pussy hole.

After only a couple of minutes of this, Laura’s body went rigid, her pussy got even wetter, and I could feel the first throbs of her cumming travel up her pussy through my fingers and tongue.

“Thank you, baby girl,” she whispered so I could just hear her. “It wasn’t too gross, was it?”

Still the deaf mute, I shook my head. I was trying to work out the taste of her pussy juice. It really didn’t taste of anything much at all; it was more of a sensation in my mouth than a taste. I’d worked out in our previous sessions that it smelled a bit like my own, so I guess
I thought it tasted pretty much like I would expect, only a little stronger I guess.

Laura pulled me down to lie on top of her, my lips touching hers, my pussy pressing into her soft tummy and her pussy, still wet, between my thighs. We kissed for a good few minutes, during which time, my pussy went from being fairly wet while I’d been sucking her, to sopping wet. She could obviously feel it so she asked, “Are you ready to go again?”

Vigorously I nodded my head. Who wouldn’t want to have that feeling again? And again. And again. So she rolled me over on to my back, knelt between my legs, took my pussy in her mouth, a nipple of each of my little breasts in each hand and started sucking.

With the intense stimulation of having my nipples played with and my pussy sucked, it was only a minute or less before I was having another rippling orgasm.

Completely spent, I lay back on the bed, Laura lying beside me. She cradled my body with her arms and we both drifted off to sleep.

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Daughter gets caught and gets mom to join

The next morning as I get up I notice the sun is up and the girls are in the kitchen eating breakfast and apollo is laying under the table licking my wife’s feet which are sensitive and makes her horny if played with. I set down to eat and as I am eating I notice Becca is dressed in her panties and bra and my darling wife is wearing her white teddy so I’m dressed in baggy night shorts and as I look across the table I see becca’s nipples and they are hard. My wife catches me staring at becca’s tits and smiles then I feel her hand in my lap. Startled I look at her and she says she is going to give becca some of her clothes to sleep in I say great.

Becca says that she didn’t have much time to get stuff barely able to grab her meds the dog food and some clothes, I tell her not to worry as her mom can take her shopping and I didn’t mind her wearing what she had on my wife says don’t mind him he wishes I would run around naked all the time not when its just us. Becca then says just pretend she’s not here and do whatever we usually do as its our house and she doesn’t want to be a problem.

As Becca get up from the table I get my first look at her ass and I must say she has a nice one. My wife says get used to your dad looking at you and she says her husband liked showing her off so she’s used to guys looking and kind of likes it. My wife says she doesn’t mind me looking and if she wants she can go naked around the house.

Becca just rolls her eyes and says mom if she went naked dad would be hard all the time Kim says so how is that a problem. Then she laughed and says don’t forget your dog which is now getting up and following becca towards her room

As she disappears into her room my wife gets up and moves in front of me and reaches to my crotch and says I guess it’s a good thing she left before you got up or she would have seen your cock sticking out and I don’t know if I could have stopped her from sucking it right here in the kitchen. I get to my feet and lower my pants and look at my wife and say you can suck my cock right now Kim looks down the hall and says what if Becca walks in I smile and say if she walks in she can suck it too.

After cumming in kims mouth I help her to her feet and head to take a shower as I pass becca’s room I hear her moaning and keep walking thinking to myself she is a hot little bitch thinking she is masterbaiting. I shower and let Kim know I’m heading for town and will be gone for several hours.

Kim heads to take a shower and as she is going down the hall she hears sounds comming from becca’s room and slowly opens the door just to check on her when she sees Becca naked on all fours with her back to the door and apollo standing on his hind legs and his cock in her mouth humping away at her face and her pussy leaking cum down her legs.

Kim can’t look away and starts fingering her cunt standing there watching her daughter suck the dogs dick and moaning like a slut Kim slowly steps inside the room and as she moves closer she can see the dog cock sliding in and out of her daughter’s mouth looking to be about ten inches long and red and fatal she sees her daughter holding the knot which is the size of a lemon and her daughter is letting the dog cock deep throat her as she moans with juices running down her chin.

Kim drops to her knees and moves over to Becca she reaches out with her free hand and pinches becca’s nipples, becca’s eyes fly open but she doesn’t stop sucking. The dog let’s out a howl and stops moving with half his cock in her mouth he starts cumming and Becca reaches up and starts playing with his balls after what seemed like forever she let’s his cock slide out of her mouth she swallows and looks at her mom and says let me recover and I’ll explain everything.

They both head for showers and when they finnish they meet in the kitchen and Kim pours them both drinks extra strong and Becca takes a sip then speaks saying that it what split them up as he (her husband) had walked in on her much the same way as her mom had and he couldn’t handle it. After all the dog was better. Then she says that her mom needs to try the dog and if she wants to she will help her. Kim says that she is still sore from fucking dad but maybe if she can figure out how to make it look like an accident then maybe it would be hot but then they need to occupy her dad so he can catch her and hopefully join in

So they start working on a plan. Kim says that Becca needs to get her dad to fuck her while I fuck the dog. They continue to put the details together and start drinking wine as they don’t want to get drunk mom suggest they watch a porn movie together after dinner and that way her dad will be horny and they can get him involved and to make sure we set on each side of him on the couch and to make sure apollo is In the room. Now that they have a plan they both take naps as it will be a long night.

Dinner goes off without a hitch and as they mix drinks they go and change clothes dad grabs a shower, they meet back in the living room both women have robes on and dad is wearing a pair of worn baggy shorts that are see thru he grabs a bourbon and coke and the girls grab wine they start the video and it’s about two women and a black guy.

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