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What a young woman will do for money.

Sitting all alone on the expensive sofa in the lavish dining room, Jess Hall hugged herself as nervous butterflies flittered around her belly. She still wasn’t sure that she could go through with what was expected of her. She glanced up at the ornate grandfather clock to see that she only had fifteen more minutes before the guests were going to arrive. Looking over to the huge dining table that took up the better part of the room, she tried to picture what it was going to be like. She wanted to go home, just walk out past the grey haired butler and swing open the heavy double doors that led to the stone walkway and the driveway beyond.

What kept her from leaving though was the fact that her home would not be her home much longer if she didn’t find a way to make some money quick. She was at this point three months behind on her rent and had been given until Friday to pay up or move out. Tomorrow was Friday and there was no other option. If she lost her place, she would be forced to move back in with her parents and that was even a worse option than what she was facing tonight. The irony about all this was that her parents were rich business people who could and would help her out if she asked, but it was the way they would make her feel about asking that had her so adamant about doing it on her own.

She also had an older sister and brother-in-law who were lawyers and would help her out too, but asking them for help was worse than asking her folks. As for the rest of her family, she had an aunt and uncle that was close, but they had already raised two kids who had moved on and they weren’t rich. Her two cousins were young like Jess and they were struggling also.

Jess was twenty years old and she had made many mistakes in her life. Probably the worst mistake she had made was not finishing college. It was unheard of that she wouldn’t finish college and her parents were so upset when she quit, especially since they were paying for it. But she was so sure that college was just not what she wanted. She was sick of school and she was ready to start her life, no matter what challenges she came up against. Determination was her strong suit and she was sure that she knew everything that she needed to know to thrive. Her trust fund of one hundred thousand dollars would get her started and she would move on from there. No worries.

That was two years ago and things just hadn’t gone the way she had expected. The money was all gone and the jobs that she was sure she would get just didn’t last and now she was broke and scared. Her latest job as a waitress, she had kept for just two months and it was the most difficult that she had had. On her last day when her boss fired her for screwing up yet again, she was met on the way out by one of her only repeat customers. An older woman named Barbara West who was always dressed in designer clothes and left large tips.

Seeing that Jess was upset, Barbara asked what the problem was. When she heard the news, she showed genuine concern and asked what kind of work that she would be interested in doing.

“Oh, at this point, I would do anything.” was her answer.

Barbara smiled and said “Well dear, I just might be able to help you out after all.” She reached into her designer purse and pulled out a pad of paper and a gold pen. Jess wondered what she was doing as she watched her write something on the top sheet and rip it off. “This is my address. Be at my house tonight at six o-clock sharp if you want to make enough money to get your rent caught up and still have more left over.”

“What kind of work are you talking about?” Jess asked, wondering how one night of work could earn her enough to pay three months rent and still have money left over.

“All I can tell you now is that it is a service job, and I pay very well if I think you’re worth it. I’ll leave it up to you; if you show up at six, the job is yours. Think about it.”

This was very confusing to Jess “You’ll give me the job if I show up? What if I don’t have any experience?”

Barbara smiled “Don’t worry hon, anyone can do this job. Besides, you’ve been serving me for months here, I already know you’ll be perfect for the job.”

With that she went into the restaurant leaving Jess standing on the stoop.

Five hours later she knocked loudly on the large double doors of the huge mansion wondering just what kind of work she would be doing. A fifty-ish balding man opened the doors and asked “Can I help you miss?”

Jess smiled and said “Hello, I’m Jessica Hall. Mrs. West told me to be here at six o-clock for a job.”

The butler nodded and stepped to the side to let her in. As she walked past him, he said “Madam West is not married miss Hall. She prefers to be addressed as madam or mistress.”

“Oh okay, thank you.” she said as she let him lead the way past a grand staircase to an office.

“Have a seat miss Hall, Madam West will be in shortly.”

Jess walked into the room and sat in the comfortable leather chair. Two minutes later Barbara West walked in, her high heel shoes clomping across the wood floor. “Jessica, I’m so glad that you showed up.” Jess stood up and started to speak but was cut off “We have very little time to waste so follow me and I will explain.” She headed back the way she came and Jess quickly followed.

Out in the hall Barbara kept talking. “At seven o-clock this evening, I have several guests coming over for dinner and extras. This is not your average dinner party though, these guests are all high power people. They are the movers and shakers of this state and they all are under tremendous pressure with their careers. Therefore, when they come here for a party, they expect a little more then usual.”

If this was supposed to clear things up for Jess, it wasn’t. She decided to interrupt. “So what will my job be?” She asked, almost running to keep up.

“I’m getting to that.” They walked into a large dining room and that was when Jess saw the huge table for the first time. It was immense and covered with a very dark heavy table cloth that drooped down to the seats of the chairs.

“This is where the guests will be served their food,” she paused for a moment before adding, “and serviced by you.”

“Oh, you want me to wait on them.”

Barbara smiled and shook her head “No Jess, I have wait staff that will take care of that.”

“Well then, what do you need me for?” This was so confusing.

“I want you to service them Jess, orally.”

It took a three count before it clicked in her head exactly what she meant, and then Jess gasped in shock and stepped back. “You…you want me to…” she was shaking her head and her eyes were as wide as saucers. “I can’t do that ma’am.”

“You can do it Jess, and from what you told me today at the restaurant, you need the money too much to refuse.”

“But…how much money are you talking about.” she couldn’t even believe that she was able to ask that question because her face had seemingly gone numb, along with most of her body.

“If you can satisfy all my guests, you will earn five thousand dollars.”

This was all too much to take in for Jess who had very little experience with sex. She had been with two guys and she was drunk with the first one. The second guy she sucked him for all of two minutes, then let him fuck her. “I don’t know, isn’t it illegal. I mean it’s prostitution.”

“Honey, you don’t have to worry about that. The guests that come here are rich and famous people. If it ever got out that they were coming here for sex with a stranger, their careers would be toast. They pay extra to ensure discretion and I have gone to great lengths to keep their confidentiality intact. My guests come from all walks of life. Doctors, politicians, lawyers, actors, judges, even high ranking military personnel. They all have one thing in common, they are rich. I’m the only one who knows who they are and I’m not telling.”

“Wouldn’t I know who they were if I agree to this?” it was a reasonable question, after all she was supposed to service these guys orally. In her mind they had to all be guys, even though she had only been told ‘guests’ .

“You wouldn’t see them and they wouldn’t see you. The way it works is, you get under that table before the guests are shown in. They will all be wearing masks on their faces so they won’t be seen even if you do peek. I supply them robes so their top half is covered, but their bottom half is easily accessible by you. Once they are seated at the table, you won’t be able to see anything above their waist, so they are free to remove the masks if they so choose. There are two rules for you. First, there is no talking at all by you. They do not want to hear you, even though they all know that there is a pretty young lady beneath the table, they don’t want to be reminded of it while they are eating. Second, you must not attempt to see who is at the table, no matter what. So if you have any plans at all about trying to blackmail or contacting the press to try to cash in, don’t do it. Remember what I said about these people. They can and will make your life much more miserable than you could make theirs.”

“When you have finished pleasuring each guest, and they have all finished their meals, I will lead them all out of the dining room and you will come out from under the table. I will send my butler in with your payment, and you will be free to go.”

Jess took a deep breath and swallowed hard, then she looked around the room once more. She was trying to convince herself that she could do this. It was not easy because she knew that she shouldn’t but the money was just too good to pass up. She saw no other alternative. She looked back at Barbara and nodded slowly, almost imperceptibly. “Okay, I need the money.” she whispered.

“Of course you do dear, I wouldn’t have asked you here if you didn’t. Now, don’t forget the rules, it is very important, especially if you want to be invited back.” She was standing beside one of the chairs and she pulled it out. “As you can see, each chair is specially made for easy access.” the chair seats were made short with a curved edge to allow oral sex. “You have time to sit down and relax for a few minutes, but you must crawl under the table and pull the chair back by ten of seven, no later. Is that clear?”

Jess nodded and said “Yes ma’am. I’ll do my best.”

“Very well. I must go get ready to receive my guests.” With that she left the room and closed the heavy door behind her.

At ten of seven, Jess got up on shaky legs and made her way over to the chair that was still pulled out. She peered under the table and saw that it was quite dark. Thinking that it might make it easier for her to do if she couldn’t see much. She got down on her hands and knees and crawled under, then turned and pulled the chair back in behind her. Once the chair was pulled in there was even less light and she backed up to the head of the table.

The room was quiet for another five minutes before the door opened and she could hear several people walking across the floor toward the table. Jess was shivering but she wasn’t cold, she was nervous. As chairs were pulled out she could see flashes of light and several sets of legs covered by the bottom half of robes slid into the chairs and the light was blocked again.

Jess sat in the middle of the table afraid to touch anybody and looking around. She realized with dawning horror that out of the eight people who were here, five were women and three were men. The men wore blue robes whole the women wore pink. She hadn’t thought that there would be women here. She wanted to get out of here and she could go to the end chair which was unoccupied, but she was afraid. There was talking above her but it was muted and she figured that it was the table blocking the sound.

Realizing that she wasn’t getting anywhere by just sitting here and her bills wouldn’t be paid if she wasn’t paid, she slid over to the nearest man and, with trembling hands, she opened his robe and looked at his flaccid penis. It was curled around his hairless nut sack, looking like a fat worm. She stared at it for a few moments, inspecting it and not daring to touch it yet. She didn’t notice his hands moving around her until she felt her hair grabbed and suddenly she was pulled forward roughly, her nose flattened against his soft cock.

The smell of his sex was not entirely unpleasant, but it was strong and it filled her nostrils as she tried to pull her head back. He didn’t let go and she felt his manhood swelling as it filled with blood. Her hands were on his thighs and she took a few moments before she realized that this was what she was here for.

Tentatively she stuck out her tongue and licked back and forth on the base of his suddenly throbbing seven inch cock. She started to slide her tongue up the length of his rod, but only made it about half way before he pushed her back down. At first she was confused. She was expecting to give him head and from what she knew about giving head, that meant sucking the ‘head’ of his penis. Instead, he pushed her down until her mouth was on his ball sack.

She wasn’t sure what he wanted until he started pushing his crotch up into her face and tilting himself, opening his legs wide and exposing himself more to her. She stuck her tongue out again and licked around his nut sack, realizing for the first time that they were completely hairless. He moved one hand to the top of her head and the other moved down by her mouth. She felt and tasted his fingers momentarily as he grabbed one of his balls through his scrotum and lifted it, pushing it toward her lips.

She understood at that point that he wanted her to suck on his balls so she opened her mouth wide and engulfed his testicle. It was way larger than she expected it to be and at first it slipped out, leaving her with a mouthful of his scrotum skin. He moved quickly though pulling his nut back up and inserting it back into her mouth. This time she sucked and closed her lips around the bulbous ball. She heard a muffled moan from above and his hands pulled away from her. She was encouraged by his movements and continued suckling and twirling her tongue around.

She had never done this before. Sure she had sucked one cock for a few minutes, but sucking balls was different. It wasn’t bad, just like sucking that other guys cock hadn’t been that bad either, just different. She sucked the one testicle for about thirty seconds before wondering if she could get both in her mouth at the same time. She moved her hand up and started working his other one in, opening her mouth as wide as she could. She knew how easy it was to hurt a mans testicles and she didn’t want to hurt this man.

She didn’t know who it was but she sensed that hurting him would not be good for her cause. At the same time, she knew if he enjoyed having one nut in her mouth, then two would be better. It was a stretch but she finally managed to slip the other one in. Her mouth was impossibly full with the spongy mass and her tongue fit nicely between the two oblong balls. She wiggled her tongue around and felt him tense up.

Saliva had pooled in the bottom of her mouth and started to drool out and down her chin. Attempting to slurp up the drool, she slid her tongue over her bottom lip and under his fleshy scrotum. She heard him groan and then thought she heard him saying something about ” Oh yeah lick my ass” or something close. That was when she realized, how close she was to actually doing that. She wasn’t actually licking his ass but she was licking the skin beneath his balls which was very close to his asshole.

It kind of wigged her out a bit, especially because she didn’t know who this man was. She was looking up at his swollen penis waving in front of her eyes. Even though there was little light down here, her eyes had adjusted and she could see a drop of clear liquid slowly drip down the head of his member. She knew that it was pre-cum and that meant that he was close to orgasm. She pushed with her tongue, popping his balls out of her stretched mouth and moving with more confidence now, she put his cock head in her mouth.

His head was throbbing and hot and her wet mouth slid down past the helmet till she felt him in the back of her mouth. She could not deep throat so she wrapped her hand around the base and moved her mouth up and down, sucking and twirling her tongue around. She knew he must be close, but she didn’t know how close until he grabbed her head and held her while he erupted his boiling seed into her throat. It surprised her so much that she tried to pull back but he held her tight.

It was her first taste of sperm and she really didn’t like it one bit but she couldn’t pull back and her mouth was soon filled to overflowing. Not knowing what to do in the moment, she swallowed the bitter tasting sludge down and felt it coating her throat and warming her all the way down to her belly. After six squirts he finally let her go and she sat back on her heels, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

Her mouth was filled with the terrible taste of sperm and she worried that the next man would do the same, forcing her to swallow. She looked across the table at the woman sitting opposite of the man she just took care of. She was scared to perform oral sex on a woman, but she couldn’t do another man right now. She slid over and without hesitating (she may have changed her mind had she hesitated) she opened the robe and looked at the pussy.

It appeared to be a young woman. Her skin was so soft and smooth and her pussy lips were thin. She was also hairless. She leaned in rather close and inhaled the smell of the pussy. It was not at all unlike her own smell (which she secretly enjoyed). The owner of this pussy readjusted her bottom on the chair, sliding her butt forward as far as she could without falling off the narrow seat and spreading her legs wide. This movement caused her labia to spread open, revealing a wonderful pink gash and a slightly stronger smell. As much as she didn’t want to admit it, the smell was kind of intoxicating and Jess noticed a familiar tingle in her own pussy that she hadn’t felt when she sucked the penis.

A small delicate hand slid under the table and found Jess’s cheek. The gentle hand caressed the side of her face and her thumb slid down to her lips. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt the thumb glide softly over her lips and carefully pull down her bottom lip. She let the strange unknown woman slide her thumb into her mouth and she closed her lips on the digit and sucked. It was amazingly erotic and Jess’s hand slid up the woman’s smooth thigh. Her fingers came to rest on the inner thigh, right next to her plumping labia, but she didn’t touch her pussy yet.

The hand on her face pulled away and landed on the pussy in front of her. She watched fascinated as the first two fingers rubbed up and down then spread open the lips, revealing her clitoris. Jess was so enthralled with the show in front of her eyes that she didn’t see the girls other hand reach under and grab her head from the other side. She wasn’t rough at all, not like the man had been. In fact, there was almost a loving way that she gently found the back of Jess’s head and pulled her forward.

Jess understood that the girl was horny and she let herself be pulled forward until her lips came into contact with the delicate pussy lips. She wasn’t afraid anymore of tasting a woman and she opened her mouth and licked up the length of the moist slit. She heard a faint feminine moan from above and she went to work. Being that this was the very first time that she had ever gone down on a woman, she figured that she would do what felt good to her. Although she had let two guys fuck her, only one had attempted to go down on her and he had been clumsy and too rough. His whiskers had pricked her sensitive skin and after only about thirty seconds of him slurping around, she pulled him up to fuck. It hadn’t been very pleasant.

She started down low, at the very bottom of the pussy hole and she licked carefully and slowly around the opening. The taste was about what she thought it would be as she had tasted her own juices before. It was rather pleasant and she was getting more and more turned on the longer her face was here. After she licked all around and inside, she slowly slid her tongue up through the now engorged labial lips. When she reached the clit, she first licked all around it before flicking it with the tip of her tongue and then wrapping her lips around the tiny clit and sucking it.

She must have been doing something right because she felt the thighs tighten as the legs closed on both sides of her head. Realizing that this girl was on her way to an orgasm, Jess renewed flicking her tongue while her lips were still wrapped around the clit and she was gently sucking.

She wished she could see this woman’s face, but that was impossible. She could imagine it though and she pictured her as a pretty brunette, maybe with her hair tied back and wearing glasses for that librarian look. She imagined her face flushed red and her eyes narrowed to small slits. Her lips would be a rich shade of red and opened in an ‘O’ shape as she tilted her head back. Her hands and toes would be clenching along with her puckered asshole as she was pushed closer and closer to the edge.

As Jess was painting this picture in her head, she had slid her own hand down between her legs and was rubbing her own pussy through her pants. The pussy at her mouth, the pussy attached to a woman she didn’t know and would never see, started to clench and she heard a loud but somewhat muffled “OOOOOOHHHHHHH”. Suddenly, the woman who was cumming started bouncing her pussy around as her clitoris became super sensitive to the wildly flicking tongue and sucking lips that were still working their magic.

For a moment, Jess tried to stay with her as she didn’t want to stop sucking and licking, but then she realized what was happening and she slid down to the now very wet pussy that was still locked in spasms. The bouncing stopped as she slid her tongue back into the now clenching opening. The juices now tasted different, thicker and muskier and it turned Jess on even more.

She continued to gently lap around the pussy until the young lady pushed her away. As she sat back on her heels, she looked at the pussy that she had just finished pleasing and was amazed at how different it looked now from before she started to lick. For one thing, it was much redder and plumper. The lips were splayed out and wet with a thick white creamy cum. Where before it looked so tight and neat, now it was spread open and disheveled. It was an amazing sight and she wished she could spend more time on this one pussy, but she had so many more people to deal with that she reluctantly pulled away, letting her hand slide down her soft thigh and off her knee.

She looked around once again and decided that she could do another woman before finishing the next guy. She sidled over to the next pink robe and confidently opened it to reveal the next pussy. It was an overweight woman with a strong smell. She pulled back as the smell assaulted her nostrils and had to calm her suddenly nervous stomach. She tentatively sniffed and realized that the smell wasn’t as bad as she first thought. Sure it was a much thicker and heavier smell than the first pussy she smelled and tasted, but it really wasn’t that bad.

This woman’s legs were as thick around as Jess’s waist and her belly rolls hung partway over her crotch. She was also hairy and where the first pussy had been so neat looking before she started, this pussy looked rather forbidding.

Jess truly had nothing against fat people, in fact, she had an aunt that was always struggling with her weight and was probably as big as this woman, if not bigger. She loved her aunt and was very close to her.

Steeling herself for what she expected to be a difficult task, Jess leaned in close and tried to lick the plump pussy. Her forehead however, pressed up against the flabby belly and the way she was kneeling made it nearly impossible for her to reach without straining her neck. She tried turning her head but was met on both sides by the thick thighs.

As if realizing that she was having trouble, the woman wiggled her large ass forward to the edge of the seat and using one hand, she pulled up her belly, giving Jess the room she needed.

Thinking over and over ‘I need the money. I need the money’ Jess closed her eyes and lunged forward. Her nose got in the way at first and sunk into the moist flesh. She pushed herself onward and started licking. The taste was far different from the first pussy. This had a saltier taste which she figured was probably sweat. It was also very creamy and it coated her tongue. She wasted little time and quickly went after the clitoris, which was much more pronounced than the first. This one stuck out nearly an inch and she sucked it into her mouth like a mini cock.

She felt the large body shudder as she flicked her tongue back and forth on the swelling nub. Hoping it would help, she slid her hand beneath her chin and slid two fingers into the cunt as deep as she could. It was soft, wet and very warm and she pushed on the upper wall as she slid her fingers in and out. Form above she could hear someone huffing over and over like an old steam engine train.

She could feel juices running down her hand as she fingered faster. She could also feel the massive legs on either side of her face twitching and trembling. Sensing that orgasm was close, Jess took a chance and tired pushing all four fingers into the sloppy pussy. She was surprised when they slid in rather easily and she pushed her hand in all the way to her thumb.

That turned out to be the trigger that set her off and suddenly Jess found herself clamped tightly between those thunderous thighs. If her ears hadn’t been completely sealed she would have heard screaming and “I’m ccccccuuuuuummmmmmiiinnnngggg” and a few other grunts and groans. She didn’t hear a thing though other than her own heartbeat in her head. She also heard and felt a powerful spray of hot liquid that squirted over her hand, hitting her neck and running down her chest.

Wedged between the giant legs she was unable to pull back as she felt what she thought was pee spray her and soak her blouse. She couldn’t even pull her lips off the woman’s clit or her hand from her pussy until finally the cellulite laden thighs loosened up. Jess pulled away as soon as she could.

For a split second she almost fled the scene. There were two empty chairs on either end of the table that she could easily push out and she could run from the room without looking back. Thinking that she had been pissed on, especially so close to her mouth, had really unsettled her and had her second guessing her decision. But when she looked down at the small puddle on the floor, she saw that the liquid was clear instead of yellow. She also could smell the fluid and although it had a strong odor, it was not the smell of piss. Jess may have been young, but she was aware that some women could ejaculate just like men when they came and that was what it appeared had happened. It made her feel good that she had caused this woman to cum so hard that she squirted.

What she didn’t like though was having a big wet sticky mess on her shirt. Knowing that the people at the table were not going to look under the table, she pulled her top off and dropped it on the floor. Realizing that her bra was wet too, she slipped out of that also.

Topless now, she moved over to the next blue robe and opened it with her wet hand. A seven inch uncut penis popped up, standing straight up. She giggled under her breath and realized that up top it must be very erotic to see people next to yourself moaning in orgasm but not being able to see what’s going on underneath. They could only imagine what was going on and anticipate what was going to happen to them. She was really starting to get into this now.

This was the first uncircumcised penis that she had ever seen in person and she wanted to examine it. She reached up and cupped his balls with her left hand while she used just the tips of her fingers on her right hand to play with his foreskin. Pulling the skin down to expose the head, then sliding it back up. The cock twitched and some pre-cum oozed out of the slit. It seemed that it wouldn’t take much manipulation to make this one erupt.

Leaning in she extended her tongue and licked up the shaft. She used her hand to pull the foreskin down, then tickled the slit with the tip of her tongue. She pulled back for a moment and saw that his cock head was turning purple. She moved in quickly and engulfed the head with her lips, not to suck but to tease and make it wet. She barely touched him with her lips, simply encircled the head and drooled a dollop of saliva down the side of his throbbing prick. As the spit dripped down, she slid up so her breasts were on either side of his cock and used her hands to trap him between them.

It was awkward and cramped and she had to keep her head tilted down to fit which put her mouth right at the top of his cock. She could barely move at all but she didn’t need to. Lifting up and down as much as she possibly could she felt his manhood sliding in between her mounds and with her lips covering his cock head, she sucked and licked all around his pee slit until she felt the head expanding even bigger before the first hot blast of semen squirted over her tongue.

She pulled back this time but kept stroking with her hand while he spewed all over his belly. She stroked him until there was no more sperm leaking from the tip of his cock and he started to loose his erection.

Four were done and four remained and Jess wanted to do another woman. She moved back across the table to the next pink robe and opened it. It was a surprise to see that this woman was black. Jess was not prejudice at all, in fact she had a relative who was black. Her aunt had adopted a black girl fifteen years ago named Dianna who had grown up with Jess. Di, as she liked to be called, was now twenty years old and beautiful and living with a white woman.

Now, as Jess stared into the dark pussy in front of her, she briefly wondered if it would taste the same as the young white pussy she ate first. This pussy also belonged to a young woman and from the appearance, it seemed that the owner was already turned on. She guessed that because there was clear fluid already seeping out. She leaned in close, putting her nose right up to the hairless pubic area, and breathed deeply, savoring the smell. She could smell a familiar scent of perfume but couldn’t place it.

She stuck out her tongue and pushed it deeply between the pussy lips of the black woman eliciting a strong moan from above her. She thought it was kind of funny that the voice of the moan sounded just a little bit like her cousin. She delved on, pushing her tongue as deeply as she could and tasting the excitement of the unknown young black lady. She was playing a game in her head of imagining what each person looked like by what their sexual organs looked like. This pussy in her mind belonged to a pretty young woman who looked a little like Halle Barry but with darker skin. This woman had skin as dark as Ti, or so it seemed. It was hard to tell how dark her skin was because of the low light.

The taste of this pussy wasn’t at all like either of the other ones she had already licked, but it still tasted lovely. She stayed with her tongue in deep for several seconds then slid it out and licked up between the inner pussy lips. When she reached the clit she heard another moan and once again smiled at the way it sounded like her cousin. She worked quickly tickling with her tongue and sucking with her lips. Her fingers found the hole that her tongue had just vacated and she slid her first two digits in deep.

She had to tilt her head to the side a bit with her hand where it was but it wasn’t too uncomfortable. With her fingers buried deep she could gauge how close this woman was to cumming by the way her pussy clenched and unclenched. With each clench, her fingers were squeezed and more fluid dripped out. It took all of three minutes licking and fingering before her fingers were squeezed much tighter. She could tell that she was bringing on another orgasm.

Jess herself was more horny than she had ever been and really wanted to masturbate but she still had three more people to finish off before she would get paid. She wondered what course was being served up top and how much longer she had to finish. With one more man and two more women, she decided to finish the man first and end with back to back pussies.

She backed away from the black lady and was impressed by how much her legs were shaking as she experienced the fading effects of her orgasm. Quickly she slid back across the table to the last blue robe that hadn’t been opened. She half expected the man to be black but when she opened the robe it was another white man. This one was circumcised and this one was the longest of the three. He was semi hard and he was seven inches long. Once he felt his robe being opened though, his cock grew quickly without her even touching it. Once he was fully erect he was nine inches long but very thin. The head was quite large and shaped rather like a mushroom and the shaft was lined with thick veins that stood out nearly a quarter inch.

She pushed his now erect penis up until it was laying on his belly and she went down on his balls. If the first guy liked it so much she figured this guy probably would also. She put her lips against his sack which was covered in short stubble that was remarkably soft, and sucked in a mouthful of his scrotum. His right testicle popped into her open mouth and she closed her lips around it as much as she could without putting too much pressure on it.

Once again she heard a loud but muffled “UUUUUHHHH” sound over her head and she knew that he liked it. She had a hold of his penis in her hand and she wrapped her fingers tightly around the shaft. She stroked up and down while she lavished his testicle in her mouth. His prick was jumping in her hand and she figured that he was real close so she popped her mouth off his now spit covered ball sack and she quickly engulfed his cock head. She couldn’t raise her head up much because of the table so she kept stroking with her hands and just sucked like a vacuum cleaner.

His hands came down on both sides of her head and they were balled into fists. She worried that he was going to grab her head like the first guy did but he didn’t touch her. Instead, he just started squirting without warning. The first hot spray surprised her and she pulled up too quick, thumping her head hard on the bottom of the table and for a moment she saw stars. Her mouth though was still full of his cock head and while she was dazed he was still shooting sperm into her mouth.

Then he thrust up, his cock entering the back of her throat, and she gagged and nearly threw up. She somehow managed to breathe through her nose and fight the urge to puke as his cock leaked more sperm. She slid back letting his still creaming prick slide out of her mouth and rubbed the lump on the back of her head. Her mouth was still full of cum and she swallowed with a grimace then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

There were two more to go and they were both female. The last two ladies were sitting next to each other on the other side of the table and Jess sidled over between the two. Her mouth and tongue were tired and she wanted to hurry things along so she decided to try something a little different. Sitting between both ladies, she used both hands to open both robes at the same time. Both of them looked to be more mature ladies from the looks of things. She guessed that they were both at least in there forties and one was probably older than that.

It really didn’t matter to her how old they were, she had come this far and she wasn’t going to stop now with only two left. She slid both hands up the insides of both ladies thighs and started fingering them both. They were both very moist but she thought they could each use some more lubrication so she pulled her hands back and spit in both. She rubbed the spit into their cunts and started working on them both. That was when she noticed that each one had her hand down by her side and she got another idea. She reached over and grabbed both of their hands and crossed them over to each others cunts.

It was a risky move to be sure but she was feeling more daring than usual. At first neither one made any move and she thought that she had fucked up good. ‘Oh well’ she thought and she pushed on both of their fingers, driving them into the wet pussies. Then something remarkable happened and they both started to finger fuck each other. Jess sat back and watched for about ten seconds as they both drove their fingers in and out of their pussies. She probably could have just sat back and watched the show and let them pleasure each other because they both seemed to be enjoying it, but she wanted to help.

She put her hands back and started rubbing all around both of their crotches. They were both soaked by now and they were both into fingering each other so she made sure her fingers were plenty wet and she stuck both of her middle fingers into each woman’s ass hole. They were much tighter than the pussies and now she understood why guys liked to fuck girls assholes so much.

She pushed her two fingers in and out of the two ladies asses and could feel them each pulsating and clenching. Both women were heavily leaking from their pussies which lubricated her fingers enough. Her hands were curled into fists except for her middle fingers and she punched and pulled, punched and pulled until they both started to cum at the same time. It was amazing to watch these two pussies side by side as they both started to jump around as they rode the waves of pleasure to the end.

Finally she slid her two fingers out of their asses and sat back. She was finished and she only needed to wait for them to all leave. It took another five minutes or so before they all started to get up and push their chairs back in. a few minutes later the room was empty and she climbed out and stood up, stretching her body which had been cooped up for so long. She carried her bra and shirt in her hand. They were still wet and the room was empty so she wasn’t worried. She sat on the couch and put on her damp clothes and waited.

About ten minutes later, the butler came in and placed an envelope in her hand.

She opened it and pulled out a piece of paper that read – Congratulations Jessica, my guests have enjoyed your talents very much. Your payment of five thousand dollars cash is here. They have all raved about how good you were at pleasing them and they would like to schedule another dinner with you under the table again. The choice ultimately is yours, so think about it and I will be calling you in a few days to find out your answer.”

It was signed with just a big flourishing letter B.

She took out the money, counted it, folded it and put it in her pocket. She turned to the butler who motioned for her to follow him and he led her to the front door, happy that she had money to pay her bills and a way to earn more soon.

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Week 2: Footsie and Cucumbers

Jess got to my place at about 8:00 p.m. the following Saturday. We hadn’t talked since she left my apartment the week before save for a quick phone call I got from her Thursday night to figure out what time was good for her to show up. As I opened the door to my apartment, Jess held up two bottles of red wine and announced, “I come bearing gifts!”

I laughed as I leaned in and kissed Jess on the cheek, saying, “It’s nice to see you again!”

“You too, Lisa!” She then added, while looking down at my hips, “I see you had the same idea I did!”

I then looked down at her hips and noticed that she, like I, was wearing a skirt. It was a nice little white skirt, going down to a little over mid-thigh, complimented by a body-hugging blue tank top that showed more than a hint of her cleavage line at the top (which led me to wonder what kind of bra she was wearing as her tits were sticking straight out without sag but there were no visible bra lines) and white inch and a half heels. Basically, she looked hot!

I can’t say I looked as good as her. I had a short jean skirt on that covered my panties with minimal room to spare and a semi-tight T-shirt on (and no shoes since I was going to stay in my own apartment. I laughed as I realized we had both worn skirts for easier access, and responded, “What can I say? Great minds think alike!”

Jess laughed and agreed. I backed away from the door, allowing her to come in. She went to the living room and put the two bottles on the coffee table along with her purse, then announced she had to pee. I was in the kitchen looking for my wine glasses (which I knew I had, but don’t use often, so it took me a minute to find them) and responded, “I’ll let you do that alone for now!” In response, I heard Jess laugh as she walked towards the bathroom.

By the time she came out, I was sitting on one end of the couch waiting for her, having found the wine glasses and placed them on the table with the bottles, along with a corkscrew. Jess took a seat at the other end of the small couch and began unstrapping her shoes and putting them aside. I grabbed the corkscrew and one of the bottles of wine and attempted to open it. I don’t know why I decided to try to open the bottle of wine, as I have proved myself incompetent at doing so in the past, sometimes unable to do it, once or twice actually breaking the cork in half leaving half buried in the neck of the bottle (I can’t explain how mad I was when that happened). It didn’t take long for Jess to realize I was doing something wrong, and she grabbed the bottle and corkscrew from me laughing. She then explained how to do it properly, opening the bottle of wine, and handing the corkscrew back to me afterwards and telling me to open the other. I told her we should probably save that until we finish the first, but she just said that I could drink from one bottle, and she would take the other. I conceded, and opened the bottle following oral directions from Jess, which actually worked quite well. After that was done, we both poured a glass of wine for ourselves. Jess finished first, and took a position sitting against the arm of the couch, putting her legs up on the couch, but bent and down in front of her so that I couldn’t see up her skirt. After I finished pouring my glass, I took up a similar position on the opposite side of the couch facing her.

We then went on talking for awhile, discussing work, movies, guys we’d consider getting with, and other such things, refilling our drinks as necessary. After a little more than an hour, Jess had twisted around to refill her drink on the coffee table, as she had done many times before. But this time she was less careful in putting her legs back up on the couch, and I briefly saw her white panties. As she took her normal position, I said, “You might want to be more careful flashing those panties around!” I followed the statement with a light laugh and a sip of wine.

Jess immediately responded, “You’re one to talk! I’ve been staring at your black ass all night!”

I nearly choked in response, as I tried not to spit out the wine in my mouth. After recovering and swallowing, I just screamed, “What!?”

“You and your short little skirt that you clearly don’t know how to operate! Your panty-covered ass has been staring me in the face all night!”

I looked down and noticed the back of my jean skirt didn’t fold around my ass like Jess’s longer skirt did, thus exposing my ass to her, which was covered in black panties. I muttered, “Oh my god!” I don’t know how I hadn’t realized it! I swear I’m normally good at covering up while wearing skirts. Somehow I had just forgot how short my skirt was. While I obviously don’t care if she saw up my skirt (she’s seen a whole lot more before!), it still bothered me that I had done it unintentionally.

When I looked up to Jess again, she had one leg out along the back of the couch with the other leg bent up and spread a bit, completely exposing her panties. As I saw this, I again exclaimed, though much louder this time, “Oh my god!”

Jess looked somewhat confused and responded, “I thought that since we were now openly showing off, I might as well get comfortable. Not like you haven’t seen more than that before!”

“That’s not it,” I muttered. Then, regaining some composure and looking up at her I smirked and said, “Excited much?”

Catching on to my meaning immediately, Jess flipped up her skirt, and looked down at her panties to see a very large, very dark, very obvious wet spot that, because her panties were white, made her slit and puffy lips completely visible through the panties. I heard her stutter out, “I knew I was wet, but I didn’t think I was that bad.” And then, looking up at me, Jess exclaimed, “Well, what do you expect with me having to stare at your hot ass for the past hour?!?”

I felt my body flush as she pointed out that I had made her that wet. Trying to remain calm, I responded, “That’s still ridiculous! I could go swimming down there!” I paused for a second, then added, “Would you like me to help you out with that?”

Jess, not missing a beat, shot back, “No! You make fun of me for getting wet! Well, the pool’s closed now! Let’s see how you look after having to stare at my panties for awhile!”

I was somewhat disappointed in this response, as seeing her transparent panties had made me rather hot and I was eager to get the night started. But instead, we both just returned to our drinking (our bottles were about two-thirds empty by now) and talking, though now with our panties completely exposed to the other, Jess in the position already described, me with my feet next to each other but my knees spread.

After another half hour or so, we both finished our bottles of wine. While more than a bit tipsy, I wasn’t really drunk, and not nearly as bad as I was the week before. As Jess put her wine glass down after finishing the last of hers, I obnoxiously asked, “Should I take care of your problem now?”

Jess turned her head, smirked and replied, “In case you didn’t notice, I’m not the only one with a problem anymore!”

I looked down and saw a small wet spot on the front of my panties, barely visible on the black panties. I knew I had been getting hot since I first saw Jess’s see-through undies though, so this didn’t really surprise me. Even at this point though, I wasn’t as bad as Jess when I first saw her, let alone now. Jess’s panties now were soaked through and transparent from a little over the top of her slit to as far down between her legs as I could see, and there was even a tiny stain on the couch from her juices soaking through. Also, from all her movement, Jess’s panties had ridden up a bit between her pussy lips, giving her a ridiculous camel toe ever. She must have been able to feel it, and thus be able to fix it, but just wanted to show it off to me so left it alone. As such, I shot back, “Maybe not, but it looks like you’re the more desperate one between us!”

Jess apparently did not like being called desperate, and she pulled back one of her legs and kicked one of mine. It was not a joking kick, and I let out a small “ouch” but it wasn’t full force so it didn’t really hurt badly. That didn’t mean, though, that I was just going to take it! So I returned the favor, and kicked her back. Jess clearly didn’t think I was going to retaliate, and was not happy with it, so she kicked back again. Soon we were both laying against the arms of the couch continuously kicking at the other, in what I can only imagine would look like the most ridiculous game of footsie that ever occurred between two 27 year old women. Soon we were both laughing, but neither was giving an inch either way. Part of the reason we were laughing was because every time Jess kicked, we could both hear the squishing of her soaked panties between her legs.

I really have no idea how long this went on for. It could have been five minutes, could have been fifteen. Either way, we were acting like immature kids and thoroughly enjoying it! It had no signs of ending at any point, and what eventually ended it was a bit awkward. Jess had just knocked aside one of my kicks with her leg, which put me off balance. With her other leg, she went to kick at me, while sliding down to get a good kick in (remember, she’s six inches shorter than me, so I had a bit of an advantage this whole time). As she kicked at me, I pulled the leg she knocked aside up, which moved my whole body, which had the effect of changing the target of Jess’s kick from my thigh to my crotch. I saw this and immediately pulled my two legs together and squeezed, catching Jess’s leg and stopping it with her foot about four inches away from really, really hurting me.

“Whoa,” I exclaimed, still laughing at the inanity of the whole situation, “Watch what you’re doing with that thing! You almost shoved your foot up my cunt!”

We both started laughing harder at that last comment, though I continued to hold her leg tight between mine. Through bursts of laughter, Jess asked, “Do you think it would fit?”

Now we laughed even harder! Catching my breath at one point, I looked down at Jess’s foot between my legs. Jess, being a lot smaller than me, has much smaller feet than me, wearing a five usually, as I found out later (though the shoes she had worn that night were a five and a half). They really were tiny feet, but that heel didn’t look like it would fit in me, so in all honesty I finally responded, “It’d be close, but I don’t think so!”

Jess, who had also caught her breath and calmed down, quickly replied, “Wanna try?”

I had assumed this had all been a joke up until that point. Obviously we planned on getting sexual at some point during the evening, but I didn’t think it was going to be with her feet. I looked down at her foot again and thought it didn’t look disgusting, it was all smooth skin, it was just like a misshapen hand. It really was small, and there was a chance it might fit, though it would be really tight. I looked up at Jess and asked in response, “Do you really want to?”

Jess just responded, “Only if you want to,” and smiled at me. The smile did it, I was in. I smiled back at her and relaxed my legs for the first time since squeezing her foot together. Jess pulled her leg back as I raised my hips, grabbed my panties, and pulled them down and off. Once off, I thought it was necessary to throw them at Jess. They hit her in the face and fell onto her chest (which may as well have been a shelf in the position she was in, god I wish I had tits like that!). Jess grabbed my panties off her chest, turned the crotch side towards her, and licked the damp spot a bit overdramatically, followed by an “mmmmmm” sound. I laughed as she did this and began getting into a good position for what was to come.

I should add I have no foot fetish, and to the best of my knowledge neither does Jess, but obviously neither one of us are completely disgusted by them. If her feet looked disgusting, as some do, I wouldn’t have done it. This was just experimenting with something neither one of us had done before.

I slid down a bit on the couch, pulled my skirt up over my hips, placed one leg over the back of the couch, and the other I placed foot down on the coffee table, knee up in the air. I was spread wide open in the most make-shift gyno-position I could get myself into. Once in this position, I looked at Jess and gave her a nod showing I was ready, then moved my line of sight down towards her foot. While looking at her foot, I noticed Jess’s panties for the first time since before the “game” of footsie. Apparently during that game, they had gotten pulled up really bad on one side, and that side was actually in her slit, completely exposing one bright, puffy pussy lip while the other was covered by the transparent soaked panties. It looked pretty funny, albeit uncomfortable, though Jess was apparently not going to do anything about it. I quickly let that image fall out of my mind as I watched Jess move her foot up to my cunt.

As Jess’s foot got to my cunt, she first brought it up to my clit and tickled it with her toes. While I was clearly already wet, this only got me more so. Then Jess brought her foot down to my hole and placed her toes against it. “Ready?”

I just nodded in response, and watched and felt as she gently pushed her foot into my cunt. She started pushing her foot in sideways, and her toes easily slid in. I gasped briefly when she first pushed in, but besides that, I held back from moaning and watched as she tried to get her foot in me. When all of her toes were in, she paused for a bit to allow me to get used to it. While stopped, she would wiggle her toes on occasion, and while I could barely feel her toes moving, as they were not pressed hard against my insides, I could feel the wiggling of her foot around my cunt. After she had decided I had enough time to adjust, she pushed her foot in more, slowly twisting it to enter straight rather than sideways. With her foot pointed, she got her foot in up to her heel, and while she kept pushing, my cunt was not expanding anymore than it was. She told me to push onto her foot, which I tried, but that didn’t work. We tried timing it so we both pushed at the same time, but that didn’t work. Really, I only had to stretch about an inch more to get it in, which I was pretty sure was possible, but just couldn’t manage.

“Well, that’s pretty anti-climactic,” Jess said, her foot still two-thirds of the way in me.

“I can so get it in! Just give me a minute to figure out how.”

After saying that, Jess didn’t do anything, just left her foot where it was. I tried contracting and relaxing my vagina muscles (I know some girls have amazing power over these muscles, but I’ve never been one of them, though that wasn’t stopping me from trying). I then told Jess to try and lube up her heel, and watched as she spat on her hand and rubbed her heel to get it wet. I was determined to get this foot in me! After Jess rubbed the spit all over her heel, I tried to open up my vagina muscles again. I would try to squeeze, then open up as much as I could and push myself onto her foot. I started to get closer, but still was not getting enough to get over the heel. I kept trying. Then I screamed, as, while I was relaxing and trying to open my muscles, I felt the foot rip into me. As I found out later, Jess had felt my vagina open up more than during any of the prior tries, and without warning me, just jammed her foot into me. And it hurt like hell.

After Jess got her foot in me, I had jerked my legs together. My insides felt completely filled up! While I have definitely fucked penises that were longer than the foot that was inside me, the heel that was inside felt like a fucking baseball inside my cunt! I could feel Jess’s toes brushing the back of my vagina while the heel was putting immense pressure against that thin membrane between my cunt and my ass. As the pain subsided, I realized that it actually felt really good. I opened my eyes and looked down to see the top of Jess’s ankle sticking out of my cunt, and followed the leg past her panties (which were still half buried in her cunt!) and up to her face, which had a look that was a cross between worried and happy. Her mouth was smiling, but her eyes looked really worried. When I met her eyes with mine, she asked, “Are you okay?”

I closed my eyes for a second, took a deep breath, and replied, “Yeah, I think so. Though I hope you don’t plan on getting that foot back, because that hurt like fuck going in and I have no urge to go through that again.” I took another deep breath, still adjusting to the foot in me, then asked, “What drove you to do that?”

Jess’s smile faded a bit. “I felt you open up on my foot a lot, and decided if it was ever going to go in, that was the time. Sorry if it hurt. How does it feel?”

“Not bad, it’s getting better the more I adjust to it. But it really did hurt like fuck going – OH GOD!” I was cut off and started screaming as I felt Jess wiggle her toes inside me. Not only did this tickle the back of my vagina, where I felt the toes brushing against the wall, but it also twisted her foot a tiny bit, putting more pressure from her heel towards my ass. The feeling was incredible! It felt like five tiny penises were brushing against the back walls of my vagina while a big dickhead was pounding against that membrane against my ass! I had never felt anything like it in my life!

I don’t know how long it went on for, but I was quickly approaching my climax when it suddenly stopped. I looked up to see Jess smiling at me. “Liked that, huh?”

“Fuck yeah,” I managed out between gasps while trying to control my breathing. “Why’d you stop?”

“I just wanted to make sure you like it,” Jess replied.

“Well, I did,” I answered, and closed my eyes expecting her to start again, but after some time went by, I realized she wasn’t starting again. I opened my eyes and looked at her. “Well, what are you waiting for?”

Jess smirked back at me, and, like a little kid, asked “What’s the magic word?”

That was it for me! I was on the verge of climaxing, and she wanted a fucking magic word? I screamed out, “Damn it, Jess, get me off!”

Jess laughed and replied, “That’ll do, Lisa. That’ll do.” I barely heard the second “That’ll do” as she had started wiggling her toes again, and consequently I started moaning again. It felt like mere seconds before I started orgasming and screamed out, “Fuck!”

Jess began slowing down her wiggling after I screamed, and I slowly came down from the orgasm. When I felt I had recovered, I started to open my mouth to talk to Jess, but as soon as I did, she started wiggling her toes again, leading me to another orgasm. This process repeated four times, with the orgasm lasting longer each time, culminating in what Jess claims was a three minute climax on the last one. During this last one, my body was literally convulsing on Jess’s foot. I lost all control and just felt my body spasming and jerking around at the complete mercy of Jess and her foot.

I had no sense of time while all this was going on, but Jess said she was keeping time, and that she tried to make each orgasm last a minute longer than the one before it (with that first one counting as zero minutes, as she let me come down immediately after cumming). She also claims the whole ordeal took less than 25 minutes, roughly six of which I spent in orgasm. I guess she got bored while getting me off to check all these times. I can’t back any of these up, as time was the last thing on my mind while all this was going on, but I can tell you that it felt like I was nearly constantly orgasming.

When Jess finally stopped, I was completely exhausted. I was breathing in spurts, my abs felt like I had just done a thousand sit-ups from all the spasming they had gone through, and the rest of my body had no energy. I just lad back with my head looking up at the ceiling. Jess said nothing at all, and just left her foot (without moving it at all) inside my cunt. Finally, I just whispered aloud, “Christ!”

Jess laughed as she heard this, and I picked my head up briefly to look at her, but then realized that even doing that was more energy than I had, and I quickly laid it back looking at the ceiling again. I heard Jess ask, “You okay over there?”

“I think so. That was crazy! I never felt anything like that before!”

“Glad I could help! I had fun getting you there!”

I started to laugh, but then gasped, “Ow!” My abs were so spent that just laughing hurt, so I held back from laughing, though I heard Jess laugh at me. I ignored it and just laid back, closed my eyes, and tried to recover.

After a couple minutes, I heard Jess say, “I got some bad news.” I lifted my head up, straining to do so, and looked at Jess. “I have to go to the bathroom.”

In reply, I moaned, “Oh no!” I quickly understood why this was bad news, as she couldn’t very well go to the bathroom with her foot in my cunt!

“How do you want to do this?”

I thought about it for a second and responded, “Gimme a minute to get ready, then when you feel me push, you pull.” After saying that, I lifted my leg that was hanging over the front of the couch onto the coffee table and the leg that was resting against the back of the couch up and over the back of the couch, resuming my make-shift gyno-position. Then, I started to push screaming, “Ffffffffffffffffffffffffuuuu–OH SHIT!” I had been pushing on the ‘f’ sound, got to the ‘u’ as I felt Jess pull her foot out, but then I felt something very unexpected, as a stream of pee burst from me right after her foot came out (which luckily slid out much easier than it did going in). I hadn’t even realized I had to pee, but suddenly I had to pee really badly! In the state of exhaustion I was in, it took me a few seconds to cut off the stream of pee once it had started. I had immediately jerked my legs together, but I still peed through them. I did eventually cut it off, but not before a big puddle formed on the couch, slowly dripping onto the floor. When I looked up, spread my legs again, and saw that puddle, I knew I was going to have to wash the cushion cover and the floor anyhow, so I just said “Fuck it!” and proceeded to lay my head back and let the rest of my pee stream out onto the couch, which really wasn’t nearly as much as what was already out of me.

When I was done, I heard Jess say, “Well, someone isn’t going to have to go to the bathroom!” I actually jerked when I heard her voice. I had somehow forgotten about her after the brief peeing incident. I guess my mind had been somewhere else completely.

After regaining my composure a bit, I responded, “It was too late anyhow.”

Jess laughed and said, “True enough, but I’m still gonna go to the bathroom. You’re free to join me…” That last sentence, a clear reference to the week before, came out very seductively. I, however, was far too exhausted to do anything.

“Sorry, Jess, I just don’t think I have it in me.”

“Oh well, your loss!” I then watched as Jess got up, and was surprised to see Jess hop on one foot over to the bathroom. This actually hurt me a lot, as I couldn’t help but laugh at Jess, hopping on one foot because her other foot was covered in my cunt juice (which was dripping off with every hop leaving a drip-trail into the bathroom), but the funniest part was watching her tits bounce with every hop. I thought they were going to burst out of her shirt! They were all over the place! I can only say, after watching that scene, that people with a 32D bosom are not meant to jump!

As Jess hopped from the living room around the corner of the hallway towards the bathroom, I turned onto my back, closed my eyes, and let out a deep breath, letting my whole body relax. I heard the bathtub water start running (apparently she was using the bathtub to rinse off her foot). After awhile, it stopped, and I briefly heard Jess peeing (she clearly did not close the door).

I must have fallen asleep, as the next thing I remember was feeling a piece of wet cloth dropped on my face. I quickly opened my eyes and pulled off what was on my face, only to discover it was Jess’s cunt-juice soaked panties. I then realized that Jess was standing right next to me. “That was for earlier!”

I looked at her, smirked, then using both hands, twisted up Jess’s panties and squeezed until I got a few drips of her juice to fall into my mouth. I then looked at her and said, “Yummy!” Jess looked at me and laughed. I then watched as she pulled her shirt up over her head and tossed it aside, revealing her naked tits as she was apparently not wearing a bra. She then unzipped her skirt and pulled that up and over her head too, though I should say that the skirt got caught briefly on her boobs, and Jess had to actually tuck each boob under the waist of the skirt to get it off. Why she didn’t just lower the skirt and step out of it, I’ll never know.

I didn’t get any time to take in Jess’s naked form though, as she wasted no time in reaching for my shirt and pulling it up over my head, which forced me to lean up for a few seconds. She then reached around me and unhooked my bra (which she did upside down and with no problems, which I thought was impressive) and pulled it off my arms, revealing my boobs. Finally, she grabbed my skirt (which was already halfway unzipped and up around my stomach) and pulled that over my head too, having less trouble getting it over my chest than she did with her skirt over hers.

Thus, finally, we were both naked. Jess leaned over my head upside down and kissed me (think Spiderman). Our tongues briefly met, but the kiss didn’t last long, as this upside down kissing really isn’t very comfortable or enjoyable, despite what the movie might make you think. Jess pulled away and walked back over to her side of the couch.

After she sat down, I felt Jess pull my body down onto the couch a few inches. I closed my eyes and leaned back, anticipating Jess eating me. “Whoa!” I jumped as I felt something cold enter my cunt. I looked down to see half a cucumber sticking out of me! She must’ve gotten it from the fridge while I nodded off. Jess looked up at me, smirked, and said, “Now it’s my turn!” I then watched as she lifted one of my legs, put one of hers on either side, and slid down the couch until the end of the cucumber sticking out of my cunt met her cunt. Then she brought a hand down and held the cucumber in place as she slid her cunt over the other end of the cucumber until our cunts were literally touching with the cucumber fully devoured by them!

Jess waited for a bit, presumably letting her cunt adjust to the two-inch diameter of the cucumber (which was also just over twelve inches long, I actually measured it later the next day out of curiosity). I obviously didn’t need much time to adjust, having had a much larger object in me not that much earlier. Slowly, Jess started sliding her hips up and down the cucumber. As she continued, she picked up speed and intensity, eventually slamming her cunt down into mine. We were both moaning and thoroughly enjoying the process. I felt the cucumber slowly push deeper and deeper into me, and then get pulled out and the process begin again. Talking to Jess later, she told me that while fucking the cucumber, she ended up pushing it deeper, and when it got too deep, she would contract her vagina muscles while our hips met, and pull it out of my cunt, thus explaining how the cucumber kept getting pulled out of me. I heard Jess start moaning louder and taking short deep breaths. Hearing this, I reached down, found Jess’s clit, and ran my thumb over it, getting Jess to an orgasm even quicker. She kept thrusting on the cucumber, I kept rubbing her tiny clit, and soon she hid her orgasm, screaming “Lisa!” while still thrusting on the cucumber. I looked down and saw one of her hands rubbing one of her nipples while the other was grasping tightly onto my lower leg.

Jess’s moaning eventually slowed, signifying the end of her orgasm, but she kept thrusting on the cucumber. In fact, I was starting to feel something different in me; the cucumber, instead of being slowly pushed into me and then being pulled out, was now going in and out of me with nearly every thrust Jess made! As she told me later, she tightened up her cunt muscles to hold the cucumber and fucked me with it. I guess there is an art to fucking cucumbers that Jess knew and I did not! With the cucumber thrusting in and out of me on a regular basis, I started approaching orgasm. I brought my hand from Jess’s clit to my own and starting pinching and rubbing my clit, as I brought my other hand up to one of my tits, much as Jess had been doing moments earlier. I had been getting light pleasure before this, but nothing that was going to lead to an orgasm, but all this new attention, the thrusting cucumber and clit and nipple stimulation, suddenly had me on the fast track to climaxing. As I was on the verge, I moaned out, “Ooooooooooohhh god Jess!” The “ooh” lasted during the final moments while the climax built up, and the “god Jess” came out quickly after hitting it. Jess kept thrusting into me with the cucumber, but I stopped rubbing my clit and nipple letting myself come down from my fifth orgasm of the night.

Jess, however, was clearly not done. She began thrusting onto the cucumber like she had been in the beginning, pushing it slowly into me and then pulling it out and starting over. She was obviously intent on pleasuring herself again after getting me off. As she started moaning, I brought one hand to her cunt again, but this time started teasing the area around her clit without hitting her clit. While doing this, I slid my other hand (with some light maneuvering) down between one of my legs and one of hers, and tried to reach her asshole. I couldn’t reach with the traditional pointer finger, but could with my ring and pinky, so I tickled her anus with those two fingers. As Jess started moaning louder, I started rubbing my thumb over her tiny clit. I began very slowly, speeding up as she sped up on the cucumber, letting my fingers running over her asshole match the speed of my thumb on her clit. Finally, as she was right about to approach orgasm, I stopped rubbing her asshole and shoved my ring finger as far up as I could (which was only to the second knuckle in the position we were in). Jess immediately thrust her hips down on the cucumber and screamed out, “Oh fuck!” I wasn’t done though. I then rubbed my ring finger against the membrane between the ass and the vagina, and could just barely feel the cucumber, trying to keep her orgasm going as long as possible. I could feel in her ass how tense her body was, and as her body began to relax, I began to slowly pull my finger out of her ass.

Eventually, we were both laying limp on the couch, which was still damp with my cunt juice and pee, and now Jess’s cunt juice as well. We laid there for a few minutes completely limp, not saying anything, still with the cucumber in both of us. Eventually, I felt Jess pull away. I looked up to see her sitting with the edge of the cucumber she had just let escape pressed up against the top of her bald slit. As I looked at her, Jess surprised me by grabbing the hand I had been fingering her ass with and actually licking and sucking on the finger I had put in there, all the while smiling at me. I wasn’t sure where she was going with this, but I was completely exhausted. I looked up at Jess with a sad look on my face and said, “Sorry Jess, but I can’t take anymore. I’m about to pass out!”

Jess took my finger out of her mouth and smiled back at me, then leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Then I guess my job here is done!” She then leaned over, kissed my lips, ran her hands up my sides to my boobs, then leaned back onto the other side of the couch. I had just closed my eyes when I felt Jess pick up my leg and the cucumber moving again, a bit worried, I looked down, and watched as Jess slid herself onto the cucumber again, laying my leg on top of her. She then looked at me and whispered, “Good night, Lisa,” putting her head down on one of the pillows on the couch immediately after saying it. When she was done, I just smiled back, despite the fact that she couldn’t see it from where she was, and pulled a pillow off the floor and put it beneath my own head, and fell asleep almost instantaneously.

When I woke up in the morning, I found Jess asleep on her side on me, using my boob for a pillow, with a hand on my other boob (and judging from the boob her hand was on, my nipples were rock hard, which must have made the other one really uncomfortable to sleep on). I don’t remember her moving during the night, so I must’ve been really out. I could still feel the cucumber in me, so while Jess got off of it, she obviously didn’t take it out of me, and there was no way I could get it out of me without moving too much and waking Jess up, so I just left it there. I smiled and put one hand on Jess’s head and the other on the side of her boob that was facing up. I gently ran my hand through her hair, just letting the other hand rest on her boob. I then closed my eyes, meaning to wait for her to wake up, but ended up falling asleep again.

I awoke again to find Jess lightly sucking on the nipple she was sleeping on. She didn’t realize I had woken up and was just intently sucking on my nipple. After watching for a bit, I whispered, “Good morning, beautiful!”

Jess abruptly stopped sucking on my nipple and looked up, blushing a bit, but she just said back, “Same to you honey!”

I smiled at her and asked, “Having fun down there?”

Jess blushed even more, responding, “I couldn’t help myself. I woke up and it was just there, rock hard and staring me in the face. I didn’t think it would wake you up.”

“I have to say, it was a pleasant way to start a day. But,” I began, then sat up bringing Jess with me, then pushed her down onto her side of the couch with me on top of her, and then, looking down into her eyes, continued, “I think I’m the one who owes you!”

Jess looked up at me with a look of confusion on her face and said, “What?”

“I came way more than you last night, so that makes it your turn now!”

“That doesn’t–”

“I’m making you cum right now whether you like it or not!” I yelled that last line at her, though clearly in a joking manner. Before Jess could open her mouth again, I put my mouth on it, and we had our first lengthy kiss since she had come over the night before. While we were kissing, I reached down and pulled the cucumber out that had been in me all night. I was amazed at how empty I felt. I had never gone to sleep with something inside me before (well, except a dick, but those obviously don’t tend to stay in all night with all the movement while sleeping, and even if they do stay in, they don’t stay hard), so having adjusted to being filled all night, I suddenly felt really empty. I broke off the kiss as I brought the cucumber up to my face and perversely licked it in front of Jess. She then grabbed it from me and started licking it more intently. I smiled and watched her lick it for a bit, then started kissing down her body starting at her neck. As I got to her boobs, I spent a lot of time fondling and licking them, as it was my first time really playing with them since she came over, and I do very much love her boobs! They are fantastic, and I am so jealous of them!

After spending what must’ve been at least five minutes on her boobs, I looked up to see that Jess was now leaning her head back, having put the cucumber on the coffee table. Seeing as how she was beginning to breathe heavily, I kissed my way down from her beautiful breasts, kissing her stomach, lightly tonguing her bellybutton, until I reached the top of her slit. I then used the approach Jess used on me the week before, kissing around her lips to the insides of her thighs, taking my time and slowly working towards her slit. I did this for awhile. I felt as Jess started pushing her hips up, trying to get her cunt towards my mouth, but I wasn’t giving in yet! I kept teasing her, apparently too long, as Jess eventually screamed, “Damn it, Lisa, I need you in my pussy!”

As she said this, she grabbed my head and directed it towards her puffy lips. I wasn’t going to give in that easy though! I brought my hands up and pulled Jess’s big puffy lips apart so I could really get to her pink insides. Instead of going straight to her clit though, I went lower and start licking around her hole. Jess tried to shift her hips down so that my tongue got to her tiny clit, but it didn’t work. When she realized this wasn’t working, she actually started grinding her clit against my nose, which was lined up almost perfectly with her clit while my tongue was in her hole. Finally deciding she was desperate enough, I quickly slid my mouth up and sucked on her clit while tonguing it. As soon as I did this, Jess screamed, “Oh fuck yeah!” and I actually felt her nub pop out from her clit hood with my tongue. I took complete advantage of this and tongued her nub like crazy. I let go of one pussy lip and slid that hand up to a boob and started flicking and pinching the nipple. Unfortunately, I quickly realized that, due to the size of her lips (they really are big, especially when they are puffed up when she’s randy!), even letting go of one made it hard to get at her clit, so I ended up bring that hand back down to pull her lips apart again. As soon as I let go of her boob, I felt Jess let go of my head with both her hands, as she brought them up to her own boobs while I tongued her clit. To make up for the lack of pressure from her hands pushing my head into her cunt, Jess started pushing her hips up into my head.

Soon, I felt Jess’s body start lightly shivering. Feeling that, I pushed my tongue hard just below her clit, and slowly dragged it up over her clit. When I first touched her clit with my tongue, I felt her orgasm begin as her hips pushed up hard, her body stiffened, and my chin got noticeably wet as her juices started flowing. However, I didn’t let up and kept slowly dragging my tongue hard along her clit, and Jess soon screamed out, “Fuuuuuuuuuuck!” She held out that ‘u’ the whole time my tongue was touching her clit, and didn’t let up until I did. After my tongue got past her clit, I pulled back and looked up at Jess while gently pulling my hands away from her pussy lips, that were now almost bright red. Jess still had her hips pushed up, and she looked to be holding her breath, though she must have been lightly breathing, as she looked like this for at least a minute.

Finally, Jess let out a long sigh and slowly started lowering her hips. I wasn’t ready to let Jess get away with just one orgasm though! Before her hips reached the ground, I shoved a finger up her ass, followed quickly by a couple fingers in her cunt, making Jess thrust her hips up again. As I started working my fingers into both holes, Jess quickly announced, “Damn it, Lisa! If you’re gonna go back for more, at least swing your sweet pussy up here so I can return the favor!”

I couldn’t help but laugh at that, and I sure as hell couldn’t argue with it, especially as I had started getting worked up eating Jess out. I pulled my fingers out of Jess for a bit as I turned my body around and placed my hips over Jess’s head, which immediately came up and dug in. I have to say this was a slightly awkward position, as Jess’s head was up on a pillow on the arm of the couch, so we were 69ing on a slight incline with my legs balanced on the arm of the couch, but I wasn’t about to stop. Jess immediately went after my clit, which I felt slowly pulling out of its hood. While she was doing this, I had gotten my fingers back in Jess’s asshole and cunt, and tried to rub them against each other through the membrane separating them.

This went on for awhile, with both of us building up the other closer to orgasm. Jess got close first, as I felt her pushing up into me, but then she pushed back down and squeezed her legs together, dramatically limiting my movements on her. As she did this, Jess also shoved a finger in my cunt, and soon a second trying to get me off. I wasn’t giving up on Jess, even if she was trying to hold back! I still had my fingers in her ass and cunt, though not able to move them very much, as I felt myself building up a lot closer to orgasm as she finger fucked me and sucked my clit.

As I grew closer I started pressing my hips down into Jess’s face. She felt this and started rubbing my vagina walls with her fingers, rather than straight finger fucking me. I felt myself getting really close, when all the sudden I felt Jess’s legs relax and spread. I immediately started sawing my fingers hard into both her cunt and ass and pushed my tongue between her puffy lips to get at her clit. Jess quickly pushed her hips up against me, but as she did, I felt her shove a finger up my ass, which put me over the edge. I shoved my cunt as hard as I could down into Jess’s face while I stopped sawing my fingers in Jess and pushed my head as hard as I could against her cunt and screamed out in orgasm. The vibrations caused by my screaming directly into her pussy lips and clit must have set Jess of, as she pushed her face against my cunt (which was already shoved against her face) and screamed directly into me. We both stayed there for what seemed like ages as we got each other off.

Eventually, we both slowed down, stopped, and pulled our fingers out of each other and just laid in post-orgasmic bliss for awhile. When we both seemed recovered, I twisted my body off Jess, pulled up her leg, and sat down in the middle of the couch between her legs, bringing her leg back down across my lap. Once sat down, I began sucking on my fingers that were in Jess. While I did that, Jess sat up facing my side and began sucking her fingers as well, mere inches from me doing the same. As we looked at each other, we smiled, and began overly dramatically sucking our fingers until I couldn’t keep a straight face anymore. I laughed, Jess chuckled, and leaned in to kiss me. We kissed for awhile, our hands running over the upper body of each other.

I ended up being the one who broke off the kiss, but not without good reason. I told Jess, “I really gotta pee, and I really don’t want to wet the couch again!”

Jess laughed as I started to get up, but she wouldn’t let go of my hand. As I turned to look back at her, she whined, “Don’t leave me here!”

After saying that, Jess got up and kissed me standing up. She then continued to kiss me while guiding me backwards to the bathroom. Upon getting to the bathroom, I sat on the toilet, and Jess sat on my lap, still kissing me. When I started peeing, I felt Jess giggle while kissing me, but we kept kissing completely throughout my pee. After Jess heard my pee stop, she broke off the kiss and broke off a couple squares of toilet paper, and reached down between my legs and wiped for me. It was my turn to giggle after this, and after she dropped the paper in the toilet, I said, “Thank you, beautiful!”

Jess giggled again in response and said, “Anytime, honey!”

Having said that, Jess leaned in and gave me a peck on the cheek, then stood up. I followed suit and stood up, and turned to flush the toilet, but before I could do so, Jess pulled me away and sat on the toilet, then pulled me down on her lap. I caught on quickly, and we repeated the process exactly, kissing while Jess peed until I heard her stop, then I wiped for her, after which she said, “Thanks, honey!”

I quickly responded, “Anytime, beautiful!” This was followed by a quick peck on her cheek.

Finally, I got up, followed by Jess, who flushed the toilet, and we both walked back to the couch and sat down, taking the same positions we had in the beginning of the night before (only difference being that we were naked now). We then began talking about the night before, and I explained to her what it felt like having her foot in me, and then she explained how she worked the cucumber between us. I don’t know how long we talked for, as I had never checked a clock when we first got up. Sometime around 11:00, Jess brought up that she was hungry, so I offered to make some breakfast. Jess stayed on the couch while I went to the kitchen and we continued the conversation while I cooked. I soon walked back into the living room with a plate of sunny side up eggs and bacon balanced inside one arm, with two cups of orange juice in that hand, and another plate of eggs and bacon in the other hand (yes, I used to be a waitress).

As we ate, we continued talking. After finishing breakfast, we sat back on the arms of the couch and had a brief lull in the conversation. Suddenly breaking the silence, Jess exclaimed, “I still can’t believe I foot-fucked you last night!”

We had obviously talked about this before, hence the “still.” In response, I shot back, “Well, it’s better than me foot-fucking you!”

This caused both of us to laugh, as, with Jess being much smaller, and my feet being much bigger (between an 8 1/2 and a 9 depending on the brand), it clearly wouldn’t work. After laughing for awhile, Jess stated, “I wonder how far that would go in!”

Not missing a beat, I put a leg out in the air towards Jess and said between laughs, “Wanna try?”

Jess laughed, looked at the foot for awhile, and finally said, “You know what? Why not?”

I was a bit surprised by the response at first, but then thought about the night before and the Saturday before that, and realized I should never doubt anything from Jess. I watched as Jess got into the same position I had gotten into the night before: one leg over the back of the couch, one leg on the coffee table. As she did that, I decided to try and prepare her a bit by spitting on my hands and trying to soak up the front of my foot, knowing damn well I wasn’t going to get much farther than that!

I looked at Jess, she gave me a nod, and I tried to push my toes into her cunt while she held her lips apart for me. I tried to push it in sideways, as Jess had done to me the night before. Clearly not working, Jess maneuvered her hands to spread her lips with one, and grabbed my foot with the other. She aimed my big toe into her cunt, and slowly pushed up and in. I let my leg go limp and Jess do all the work, and soon enough, she had my toes in her, just barely getting past the big toe knuckle. She tried to push in a bit more, but quickly realized that wasn’t going to work. She then tried to twist my foot, but after a brief screech stopped again. Jess then laid back and announced, “Well, I guess that’s as far as it goes. Not much you can do with that.”

I laughed and wiggled my toes. “Nothing?”

“Nothing. Oh well.” After saying that, Jess surprised me by pulling her body back off my foot with no reaction as it came out of her. She sat up and said, “I guess I should start to get going.”

I sat up and inched over next to Jess, put an arm around her and whispered, “At least let me give you a quickie before you leave.” Jess turned her head to kiss me, and, as we kissed, I reached one hand in between Jess’s legs and she reached between mine and returned the favor. We fingered each other for nearly ten minutes, getting each other to a light orgasm, with Jess getting off about a minute before me. When we finished, we licked each other’s fingers clean, tasting our own juices on the other’s fingers, and then kissed for a bit.

I ended up breaking off this kiss also, saying, “I guess it’s my turn to wash my foot now!” My foot had been on the coffee while we fingered each other.

Jess laughed in response, and patted me on the ass as I stood up. I then wobbled off to the bathroom, walking on just the heel of the foot that had Jess’s juices on it. In the bathroom, I turned on the water in the tub and washed my foot there, grabbing my towel off the rack to dry it off.

When I came back into the living room, I saw Jess standing in a skirt now, holding her panties out in front of her. As soon as she noticed me, she tossed the panties to me and said, “I don’t think I’m wearing these.”

As soon as I caught the panties, I dropped them. All I felt when I grabbed them was a crunch, which led me to open my hand immediately. I picked them back up off the floor by the hem and looked at them. The previously white panties were now covered in a yellow crust. I let out an “ewwww,” but it was more out of obligation than disgust, as I was laughing through it. Jess thought that was so funny she bent over laughing, giving me a great shows as her huge tits bounced around. As she got a hold of herself, I asked, “You want to borrow a pair of mine? They might be big on you, but at least its something. I’ll wash these.”

“No thanks,” Jess responded, “I’ll just go commando!” While saying that, Jess flipped up her skirt showing off her bare pussy. Now I bent over laughing, quickly followed by Jess doing the same. As we recovered, Jess grabbed her shirt and said, “I will take you up on that wash though. I have no dire urge to carry those home!”

“No problem. Be careful waving that thing around!” I motioned towards Jess’s crotch while say this last line, leading Jess to smirk back at me. I then watched as Jess put on her tank top without a bra. She put it over her arms and head and rested it on top of her shelf-like chest. Then I watched as she pulled the shirt over each boob, then tucking each boob into place after the shirt was below them, and then finally pulling the bottom of the shirt down. She had no bra, the shirt had no built in bra, and yet her tits looked like they were being pushed out the top, they were just that naturally perky, despite their ridiculous size. “Damn, girl! I’d kill for those tits!”

Jess looked down and cupped her tits through her shirt. “These things? Don’t worry yourself about them. I like to show them off, cause that’s all they’re good for, but most the time they just get in the way. Too big for my taste. I’d much rather have yours – big, but not too big, with big, tasty nipples.” As she said the last of this, she walked over to me, cupped my naked breasts, and gave a light kiss to each nipple after that last comment, bringing them both to attention.

“Ha! Talk about getting in the way, these nipples are always in the way!” I lightly pinched my nipples as I said this. “I can’t get away with not wearing a bra ever, as even soft these bad boys show through! And if I go anywhere respectable, I have to wear a padded bra, as if I get cold or horny these things will poke through anything!” I then lightly cupped Jess’s tits through her shirt. “I’d much rather have to deal with these!”

Jess laughed. “To each their own I guess.” She leaned in and lightly kissed my lips, while we gave each other’s breasts a gentle squeeze. After the squeeze, Jess turned around and strapped her shoes on, and then flipped her hair over her head, and then back, running her hands through it and making it look somewhat decent. She was a bit flushed and her hair was clearly not in its best condition, but she didn’t look too bad. I don’t think anyone would guess she had been having sex with me all morning and the night before just by looking at her. She then picked up her purse, and walked to the door, with me following.

Jess unlocked the door, then turned around to face me. She grabbed my head with both of her hands and pulled me in for a kiss. I let my tongue out to meet hers, put one hand on the back of her head, and the other on her back, and slid it down to her thigh. As I slid my hand down, Jess slid both hers down from my head to my tits, just lightly holding her palms against them. I then slid my hand up under her skirt to her pussy, sliding my middle finger up her slit. As I did so, Jess broke off the kiss, slid her hands down off my breasts, and pulled back and opened the door. She whispered in my ear, “Until next week,” as she quickly slid a finger into my slit, and then turned around and left, closing the door behind her.

I turned around and leaned against the door, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath. When I let it out, I stood up, and walked over to the couch, ready to start the cleaning.

As a side note to the story, that night (after getting all the cleaning done, which I did in fact get done), I actually took the cucumber we had used, which Jess had left on the coffee table, and cut it up for a salad, though not before measuring it out of sheer curiosity (hence knowing the dimensions stated earlier). I had some of the salad with dinner, and had enough left over for a few lunches at work that week. And every time I had a piece of cucumber in that salad, I felt myself get a little damp, knowing where it had been.

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Dean enjoys using the mind-control device at his school!

The Mind Control Device

Chapter Fourteen: Virgin Claims Her Reward

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2020

Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this!

Dean Michael

Vivian grabbed the hem of her t-shirt, pulling it up her body. She exposed her flat stomach and an outie bellybutton. I grinned, reaching into my open fly to pull out my cock. Vivian had scored the highest on the pop quiz I’d given my students. Now she was eager for her reward.

The twenty-year-old stared at my cock with brown eyes hungry for it. Then her t-shirt blocked her gaze for a moment. Her black hair swayed short around her face when her top came off, her glasses disturbed. Her small breasts were held in a white bra decorated with pink polka dots.

“Jamie, bend over your desk,” James said to his twin sister. He was the boy who scored the highest. I let him choose the girl he wanted to fuck.

Every other guy would have chosen Dolly, the busty cheerleader every boy in class salivated over. But I had noticed that James was staring at his sister with covetous glances, so I activated the incest protocol to give him a nudge.

He went for it.

“Yes,” Jamie moaned as she stood up, the mind control device’s signal reaching here from the college’s server room.

The other students were standing up to grab their test off my desk and study them. To figure out why they got their questions wrong and learn from their mistakes. Thanks to the device, even Dolly had applied herself and did decently.

Vivian reached behind her and undid her bra. She had no self-consciousness as she slipped out of it. Her small breasts appeared, barely quivering, her pink nipples hard. I loved the sight of them. Just like June’s and my wife’s tits. Vivian dropped her bra and slid her hands down to her pants.

I stroked my cock as I watched her unsnap her jeans. Her zipper rasped down. A pair of blue panties appeared with a yellow waistband. She shoved off her pants with ease. They were the tight, ass-hugging jeans that most girls her age wore. Her small titties jiggled as she worked them down.

Jamie groaned as her twin brother pulled down her own jeans, peeling those tight pair of stretchy denim off her rump. She quivered, her brown hair spilling about her face. They were obviously siblings, both with the same bold noses and shade of hair. His face had stronger lines, her softer and delicate.

Vivian stepped out of her jeans and then hooked the waistband of her panties. Her black bush appeared, hairs trimmed short. She wiggled her hips as she bent over, her glasses shifting down her nose as she almost planted her face in my crotch, her breath spilling over the tip of my cock.

The students were filing back to their seats, staring at their tests and talking with each other. None were really paying attention to the sex about to happen. Not when they had to learn from their mistakes and improve.

After all, on the next test, they would have to beat James and Vivian if they wanted to get the reward.

Vivian straightened as James yanked down his sister’s panties and fished out his cock at the same time. The girl fumbled for his dick, and then he flopped out, smacking his twin on the rump. Jamie moaned, this look of excitement on her face. She was eager to be his reward.

“Mr. Michael,” groaned Vivian as she straddled me on my chair. It creaked, her thighs sliding around mine, barely fitting between me and the armrest. Her hands grabbed my cock while her little breasts jiggled before my face. “I did so good, didn’t I?”

“You almost got a 100%,” I panted. “Missed one question.”

“I’ll do better next time,” she moaned, her eyes hot with passion as she lowered her hips.

Her bush nuzzled into the tip of my dick. A moment later, I was at her juicy pussy lips. I groaned at the feel of her hot flesh on mine. She shifted around, whimpering. Her folds slid over my cock just a bit.

And then I felt her hymen.

This surge of lust filled me. I hoped she’d be a virgin. This was amazing. In the background, Jamie moaned as her brother pumped away at her pussy. He fucked her hard, pounding her with his incestuous cock. They were united, the smack of flesh on flesh echoing.

Vivian pressed her weight down. Consternation slid over her face. She whimpered, her breasts jiggling, and then she gasped as she popped her cherry. Her pussy engulfed half my cock in a heartbeat. I groaned at the hot, silky, virginal flesh that swallowed my dick.

“Mr. Michaels!” she gasped, throwing back her head.

“Damn, Vivian,” I groaned, grabbing her ass. I held her butt-cheeks as she lowered her pussy further and further down my cock. She swallowed more of me. “That’s it. Enjoy your reward.”

“Yes, Mr. Michaels,” she whimpered.

She bottomed out on me, her pussy engulfing every inch of my dick. Then her rump flexed beneath my hands. She lifted herself up my cock. Her hot cunt squeezed about me, sucking at my cock. I groaned at that wonderful embrace.

It was heavenly to reward my students. This cute nerd had such a sexy and petite figure. My fingers dug into her tight ass as she slammed back down me. That silky cunt swallowed my dick again. And again.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Jamie moaned. “James! James!”

“Oh, damn, Jamie!” gasped her twin. He fucked her hard, the smack of their flesh rising over the rustle of papers.

Vivian slid her arms around my neck and leaned her forehead against mine. She whimpered and then she slid her pussy back up my cock. Her pussy clenched about me, gripping me with that wonderful, silky touch.

Her hips wiggled back and forth, stirring her cunt around my dick before she impaled her twat down my shaft again. I groaned, that silky heaven massaging me. My balls drank it in, my cum building and building in me.

I would have such a huge orgasm in her. I would flood my student with blast after blast of my cum. The heat of her twat gripping me would have me exploding in passion. I groaned, loving every second of her pussy sliding up and down my dick.

“That’s it,” I panted, savoring her pussy caressing me. That wonderful twat worked up and down my dick. “Mmm, you’re doing great.”

“Thank you, Mr. Michaels,” she moaned. “Ooh, your dick is so big. You’re huge, Mr. Michaels. You fill me up. This is so much better than I thought.”

I grinned at her. “It’s my job to teach you knew things.”

“Yes!” Her pussy clenched about me as she slammed her cunt down my dick. She took every inch of me and then slid back up my cock. “I never thought boys would be enjoyable at all, but I love this reward.”

She slammed her cunt down me, clenching on me. Then she kissed me. She pressed her lips on mine. I thrust my tongue into her mouth as she worked her tight, barely legal twat up my dick. My cock ached in her pussy. The pressure spread down to my balls. They ached and throbbed. I would unleash such a huge spurt of jizz into her.

I would flood her pussy with all the spunk I had. It would be incredible. My tongue danced with hers. I kissed her with such hunger. My fingers dug into her rump. I gripped her with all the passion I could muster.

My dick ached in her pussy’s grip. Her hot cunt bathed my cock as she worked her pussy up and down my dick. I sucked on her tongue. I dug my fingers into her rump. Her pussy slammed down my shaft and then rose up it again and again.

“Oh, god, Jamie!” James moaned.

“Fuck me!” she gasped. “Oh, yes, yes, I’ve wanted this so many times. I’m so glad you chose me.”

“Me, too!” gasped James, pounding his sister. “ You’re my reward!”

My fingers dug into Vivian’s ass as my balls grew tighter and tighter. I wanted to cum in the nerdy girl. I wanted to baste her pussy with all that jizz brimming in me. The pleasure would be so intense. I would pump so much spunk into her.

She squeezed her twat around me. The pleasure she gave me felt incredible. It was an amazing treat to enjoy. Her tongue danced with mine. She kissed me with such passion as she rode me. Her slippery, silky, hot cunt massaged my dick.

She broke the kiss, throwing back her head. “Mr. Michael!”

“Cum on my dick,” I growled. “Let me feel how much you love this cock.”

“So much!” she moaned. “Oh, my god, this is so intense. Better than with my girlfriend!”

I gasped at that as she impaled her cunt down my body and bucked. Her pussy went wild. Juices gushed out of her twat and bathed my balls. She soaked them with her passion. Her pussy convulsed and writhed around my dick, her face contorting with bliss.

“Mr. Michael!” she howled. “I love your cock! It’s the best reward!”

“God, yes!” I growled as her pussy sucked at me. She was a lesbian?

I exploded in her.

I pumped her full of my cum. She whimpered and moaned, her pussy writhing around my dick. Her hot flesh sucked at me. Rippled around me as I spurted my seed in her. The pleasure slammed through my body.

Every blast of spunk erupting into her twat sent ecstasy firing through me. Stars burst across my eyes as she swayed on me. Her hot cunt massaged me. She wrung my cock, working out every drop of jizz from my balls.

“Jamie!” gasped James.

“Oh, pump that cum in me!” Jamie whimpered. “Flood me! Oh, yes, yes!”

I groaned as my orgasm hit that wild peak of pleasure. I floated there, loving the first use of the mind-control device at my college. I panted, knowing that I would encourage my students to study hard and excel so they could have their reward.

Positive reinforcement.

“Mr. Michael,” panted Vivian. She shuddered there. “Oh, that was wonderful. I’m going to ace my next test. You’ll see.”

“Good,” I said, closing my eyes. I wanted to savor going soft in her silky pussy.

I didn’t get to enjoy her for long before she was sliding off of me. My dick popped off and then she stepped back, my cum was dripping down her thighs. She glanced down and then she pulled her panties up them, trapping my cum in them.

“Okay, okay,” I panted, James and Jamie kissing. I pushed my wet cock away, savoring that delight of her schoolgirl juices on me. “Does anyone have any questions on what they got wrong?”

I spent the rest of the class period riding high on my orgasm and helping my students understand their mistakes. James and Jamie were holding hands and smiling at each other while Vivian read from her book with a smirk on her lips.

I wondered who her girlfriend was.

“Now remember,” I said, talking to the class as the lesson wound to a close, “the reward I give for tests is our little secret. No one outside of here needs to know, right?”

They nodded or said, “Right, Mr. Michael.”

I smiled as I grabbed my laptop and figured out what James (043FEA) and Jamie (13G04B) codes were. Then I typed: 043FEA,13G04B;continue incestuous relationship in secret

ENTER!

“Okay, you all have a good day,” I said as the students started filing out, the twins giving each other covert glances and smirking. That made my dick hard. My wife would love to hear that I made a pair of twins bang. “Vivian, could you stay for a moment.”

“Oh, sure, Mr. Michaels,” the nerdy girl said with such heat in her voice. She had a wicked gleam behind her glasses.

“You know how to do any coding?” I asked her.

She blinked. “Well, yeah. I’ve made my own apps before. Nothing big.”

“See me at lunch,” I said, smiling. An idea bubbled in the back of my mind.

“Sure, Mr. Michael.” She walked out, her backpack bouncing behind her, a jaunt to her step.

I disabled the current commands running on the device and waited for my next class to arrive. As I did, I wrote a new macro called the start class program. It would run through the four commands I started the last class with. I just had to wait for all my students to arrive, and then I would get it running.

I had more young minds to encourage.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Kimberly “Kimmie” Michael

F045CE;acceptance protocol

ENTER!

I shuddered as I finished typing the command to let my friend, Natalie Meyers, accept the reality of the mind control device. Thanks to the machine my husband had left at home, I just had a hot sixty-nine with my friend. We had devoured the other’s pussy.

Mine had been full of my husband’s cum.

That had been so hot to have her lick the jizz out of me. We were both married, and both committing incest with our children. She had a son and daughter to play with as opposed to two daughters. It was so hot. I loved this device. It let my inner slut reign.

My husband was a genius. I hoped he was getting all that barely legal pussy he craved. I’d always knew he liked young girls. I mean, he fell in love with my petite and nubile form. I had cultivated that for him, dressing up as schoolgirls for him to fuck as part of our roleplay.

It was so hot.

“So I can make people do whatever I want with this,” I said. “It’s a mind-control device.”

“Ooh, wow,” Natalie said, her curly, black hair swaying about her face. Her large breasts swayed as she leaned over. “Like what do you make people do?”

“Like fuck,” I said, my pussy on fire.

“That’s so naughty.” Natalie giggled. “If Reverend Peters saw you doing this.”

“I know!” I giggled. “Want to watch some live porn.”

Natalie gasped. “I’ve never watched any porn.”

“Ooh, then this will be fun. Let’s see…” I studied the map of the neighborhood. It was Monday, so there were slim pickings. Only a few of my neighbors were here. Housewives who stayed at home and took care of things like me.

Then a new dot turned onto the street and drove down it. 95A05E. It was someone in a truck, though I only saw the dot that the device detected. My fingers flexed as it came closer and closer to the house. I glanced out my living room window to see a brown box truck for a delivery company rumbling down the cul-de-sac.

I stood up and headed to the window to watch. The truck stopped before the Murphys’ house across the street. A strapping Black man stepped out. He was young and fit, wearing those brown shorts and a short-sleeve shirt. He held a heavy box with ease, hurrying up the porch.

A wave of heat washed through me.

Tonya Albertson was home. That bitch always tried my patience. She was just a cunt. One of the worst women I had ever met. She thought her shit didn’t stink but complained about everyone else’s crap. Always butting in. And she had that voice…

So whiny and nasally.

I darted naked back to the mind-control device and quickly started typing.

95A05E,682DEA;come to 1315 South A Street right away, open door, and march in and strip naked

ENTER!

“What did you just do?” asked my friend. She squirmed beside me. “What were those strange letters and numbers you typed.

“That’s the sexy delivery guy across the street”—his dot, 95A05E, approached rapidly, already across the street—“and my bitch of neighbor, Tonya.” Her dot, 682DEA, appeared out of her house. She lived one down from mine.

My front door opened and Natalie gasped, covering her tits as the Black delivery man swept into the house and moved to us. He was so much bigger than he looked across the street. He had his hair buzzed short and thick lips. He started unbuttoning his shirt while I typed out the next command.

682DEA;fall to knees and beg 95A05E to fuck you hard in the cunt like a cheating bitch

I didn’t hit enter, though. I had it primed, my pussy on fire. This was so much fun. I looked up to see the Black man had his shirt off, his ebony chest rippling with muscles. This excited heat burst inside of me.

I could look at other men. Nothing wrong with that.

My thighs clamped tight while Natalie’s eyes were wide. She was staring at his shorts. He had a bulge there. A big one. He unsnapped his shorts and shoved them down along with his boxers, not saying a word.

At that moment, Tonya burst in through the front door. The brunette rushed through my house, closing the door behind her. She wore a t-shirt and sweat pants. She gasped at the sight of the Black man stripping naked even as she peeled off her own top. She had large breasts constrained in her bra.

Now naked, the Black man blinked. He looked around, this panic on his face.

“It’s cool,” I said as Tonya stripped down. “You’re going to get some pussy, Mr. Deliveryman.”

He glanced at our naked bodies then the stripping Tonya and relaxed.

I smiled in delight, my fingers hovering over the enter key. Tonya bared her tits while Natalie just watched on in awe, accepting everything that was going on. My pussy was getting so wet to watch Tonya getting fucked by the hunky Black man. Her large breasts swayed as she peeled out of her sweat pants. The deliveryman just stroked his dick.

“I can’t believe you’re having them fuck,” moaned Natalie.

“She’s a bitch,” I whispered back.

Tonya glared at me. “I’m the bitch?” She shoved her panties down, exposing a brown bush. “You’re the one who prances around the neighborhood with your—”

ENTER!

Tonya fell to her knees, almost choking off her words to moan, “Please, please fuck me hard in the cunt because I’m a cheating bitch!”

“See, you agree,” I said, my fingers typing as fast as I could, but before I could finish the command, the Black guy was already falling on his knees anyways.

“Shit, I won’t say no to some fine, fine married pussy,” he said and then grinned at us with hunger in his eyes.

I shuddered as he pressed his cock into Tonya’s pussy and rammed into her. The bitch’s eyes bulged. She gasped and shuddered, her breasts jiggling. I smiled and then had to quickly type the last set of commands.

682DEA;do not cum on 95A05E cock until both 72B2AE and 932D0C have their orgasms, after cumming you will apologize to 72B2AE for being a bitch and will vow to always do nice things for her like lick her pussy when she asks or mow her lawn when she tells you to

ENTER!

95A05E; do not come in 682DEA cheating cunt until both 72B2AE and 932D0C have their orgasms, after cumming get dressed and return to your job remembering fondly the cheating bitch who begged for you to fuck her like a whore

ENTER!

I shivered and leaned back, free to watch the show. Tonya’s face contorted with bliss as the cheating hussy rocked back and forth into the thrusts, her hips rotating. She whimpered and moaned as the hunk pounded her. He gripped her hips with his ebony hands, holding her tight.

“Isn’t this hot?” I purred to Natalie, my hand sliding between her thighs.

“Yes,” she moaned as I went higher and higher up to her married pussy. I found her blonde bush and rubbed at her flesh.

She gasped and shivered. She glanced over at me. I arched an eyebrow in invitation as I slid my digits up and down her juicy pussy.

Her hand shot down to my shaved twat. I groaned at the feel of her digits. Pleasure rippling through me, I turned to watch the live hot-wife, interracial cuckolding porn before us. I shuddered, savoring Tonya taking that big dick.

“Ooh, you’re such a whore for liking that dick, Tonya,” I moaned.

“I… I…” She shuddered. “Oh, god, he’s so huge.”

“Yeah, you’re just a slut-wife who’s such an uncontrollable whore she had to come to my house, get naked, and fuck a strange man.”

“That’s fucking slutty, bitch!” grunted the deliveryman.

“Oh, god,” moaned Tonya, her face going red. “It’s just… I had to. I had to come here and fuck him. I needed him to fuck me like a cheating bitch!”

“Yes, you did,” I groaned and thrust my fingers into my friend’s cunt.

She gasped and shuddered. Then she returned the favor. Her digits pumped away at my cunt. She thrust them in and out of me. I smiled and savored this wonderful bliss. The heat rippled through my body as our fingers churned the other up. I groaned, my toes curling at the amazing delight that built in my twat.

Our digits plundered the other’s juicy pussy. Her cunt squeezed about my digits while hers pumped in and out of my cunt. I gasped and moaned, savoring the delight. The pleasure surged through me as I watched the live-action porn before us.

It was so hot. So naughty to enjoy.

I rubbed the heel of my hand into my friend’s bush. Her silky hairs caressed my palm as I found her clit and ground against it. She gasped, her cunt squeezing about my digits burying into her married depths.

“Oh, my god, yes, yes!” moaned Tonya. “Fuck my cheating cunt! Ram that big dick in me!”

“Mmm, ram it hard!” I moaned. “Fuck that whore-wife’s cunt hard. Flood her with your cum!”

“Yes!” he growled, fucking her while staring at us. His eyes blazed with hunger.

My pussy squeezed around my friend’s digits. I shuddered, savoring his eyes on us while he fucked Tonya’s cunt. My pleasure built and built. My friend’s fingers felt amazing in me. She plunged them deep into my snatch.

Then she thrust a third one in me.

Natalie’s breasts trembled as she fingered my twat. I ground on her clit and frigged her tight pussy. Her thighs shifted. Her face scrunched up in pleasure. Her snatch grew hotter and hotter around my digits.

“Oh, my gosh, she’s getting fucked hard!” moaned Natalie.

“I always fuck the bitches hard,” growled the deliveryman. His ebony hands gripped Tonya’s hips. His balls smacked into her flesh. Her butt-cheeks rippled from the impact.

“So hard!” moaned Tonya. “Oh, my god, I’m going to cum on this dick!”

“Just the way a cheating whore would!” I moaned, my orgasm building so fast.

“Yes!” Natalie whimpered. “Oh, Kimmie! Your fingers! I… I…!”

My friend came first. I gasped in delight as her hot pussy rippled around my digits. Her juices gushed out. The excitement swept over me while her three fingers stretched out my cunt. She buried deep into me.

My toes curled. My pussy convulsed and writhed around her digits. I bucked as my pleasure burst through me. I threw back my head, the rapture washing through me. Red hair swayed about my shoulders. My little titties jiggled.

“I’m cumming hard!” I groaned.

“Yes! Me, too!” Natalie squealed.

“Oh, god, I’m cumming!” howled Tonya.

“Fuck, yes!” snarled the deliveryman. He buried hard into her and spurted his jizz. “Take it, bitch!”

“Oh, god, I am! I’m taking your cum!”

I rode the waves of pleasure as the deliveryman basted Tonya’s cunt with his jizz. The married woman gasped and moaned out her pleasure, joining Natalie’s and my gasps of bliss. I bucked on the couch, my body trembling through the bliss.

I hit that wonderful peak of rapture. I quivered there, my pussy rippling around Natalie’s fingers. Her cunt’s spasms slowed on my digits. She panted. Tonya whimpered, her head lowered. The deliveryman grunted a final time.

Then he pulled out and began whistling as he dressed.

“I’m so sorry for being a bitch,” Tonya moaned, staring up at me, “and I vow to always do nice things for you like lick your pussy when you ask or mow your lawn when you tell me to.”

“Oh, I’m glad you’re finally able to admit that your a bitch and make amends,” I said, smiling as Tonya knelt there. Her brown bush dripped with cum.

Natalie was staring at Tonya’s crotch. This look of hungry need crossed her face. I smiled, remembering I had “advised” my friend that she liked licking up creampies.

“To show you’re making amends, Tonya, lie on your back and let my friend eat your pussy while I sit on your face,” I said, pulling my digits out of my friend’s twat.

“Okay,” she said.

“You ladies have a good day,” the deliveryman said and strolled out, dressed and heading back to work with a jaunt to his step.

I sank down onto Tonya’s waiting mouth. My pussy blazed with an aching hunger. This woman had once claimed my husband was cheating on me because she’d seen me sneaking into the house wearing a blonde wig and pretending to be one of his students. She had blathered to the whole neighborhood.

I had to show them all I was the blonde. It had been so infuriating to have to tell about my private sex life with my husband.

But now Tonya was repaying me. Her tongue licked through my pussy folds. I shuddered, my breasts jiggling. At the same time, Natalie buried her face into Tonya’s sloppy snatch and licked the delivery man’s spunk out of her.

“Mmm, enjoy that feast,” I moaned, grinding on Tonya’s face.

“Enjoy your ride,” Natalie moaned, her blue eyes flicking up at me.

“Oh, I will!” I purred, squirming, taking such pleasure in Tonya’s tongue sliding through my folds.

My back arched as that naughty tongue licked and lapped at me. She swirled around in my pussy, caressing me with such hunger. I shuddered, my twat squeezing about her. I savored her tongue as she thrust it in and out of me.

She moaned into my twat as Natalie feasted on her. My friend devoured that cum-filled cunt with noisy hunger, groaning her enjoyment of the salty treat. I licked my lips and closed my eyes. I squeezed my little boobies as I ground on the bitch’s mouth.

Her tongue slid through my folds. She brushed my clit as she stroked to my taint. She apologized with such delicious pressure. I groaned, savoring every moment of it. My hair swayed about my shoulders, my whispers filling the living room.

“Mmm, just like that, bitch,” I moaned. “Ooh, you’re showing me you’ve changed. You’re going to make me cum, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” Tonya moaned into my pussy.

I shuddered, such wicked ideas popping through my mind. I wiggled my hips from side to side, grinding my cunt on her hungry mouth. Her tongue thrust into my folds. She fluttered around in me, stirring me up. It was incredible to receive this from her.

My hands squeezed my breasts. I kneaded them. Tweaked and twisted my nipples. It was so wonderful to feel. It was amazing. My back arched as I swirled my hips from side to side. My orgasm swelled from her naughty licking.

“Ooh, I’m going to drown you in cunt cream!” I moaned.

“Please, please!” moaned Tonya. “I’m so sorry for being a bitch. Drown me.”

“That’s right!” I gasped.

Natalie giggled. Her head moved around, her lips rooting around in Tonya’s brown bush. My blonde friend feasted with such hunger. Like the woman lapping at my cunt did. Tonya’s tongue stroked over my pussy lips.

She brushed my clit. I gasped at that. Sparks of pleasure showered through my body. I whimpered, loving every moment of her tongue’s caresses. A big smile spread on my lips as I loved every moment of her licking.

Her lapping.

“This is what that bitch-mouth was made for!” I moaned. “Licking my pussy. Not gossiping about me.”

“You’re right!” she moaned and then sucked on my clit.

I gasped and shuddered at that. This wonderful and heady bliss shot through me. She nursed with hunger. My pleasure swelled. I grabbed my little titties. I squeezed them as she suckled on my bud. Sparks flared across my cunt.

Set me on fire.

I blazed. My pussy convulsed. The juices gushed out of me. I groaned, trembling from side to side. I wiggled my hips, smearing my hot cunt across Tonya’s mouth. She gulped down my cream squirting out of me.

“That’s it, whore!” I moaned. “Drink it down! You naughty bitch, just drink down all that cum!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Tonya moaned. She fluttered her tongue.

The waves of pleasure surged through me. Natalie lifted her face, her lips matted in cream and cum. She licked them and watched me with delight as I came on the bitch’s mouth. I squirmed there, grinding on her as the fire burned so hot through me.

An inferno of ecstasy consumed my thoughts. I groaned, sucking in breaths while this heady and dizzying pleasure swept around me. It was incredible to enjoy. An amazing rush to savor every moment of this bliss burning through me.

“Oh, god, yes!” I gasped as my fires blazed to the hottest temperature. “Oh, Tonya, you naughty bitch, yes!”

I hung there for a moment, savoring that bliss. I panted, loving every moment of this. Tonya licked and lapped at me while Natalie had just such a big and wicked grin on her pretty lips. I’d kiss her, but I didn’t want another man’s cum.

“That was so hot,” she said.

I shivered as I slid off of Tonya’s mouth. “It was.”

Wicked ideas burst to life in my mind. I needed to get some strap-ons and other toys so I could really fuck bitchy women. There were others I knew. Catty whores on the PTA and sniping cunts at church that could learn their place.

I bet my husband would enjoy fucking some of them, too. I knew I would. I loved his mind-control device.

“So,” Natalie said as I thought about my idea. “You never did say who you thought would be perfect to marry my son.”

“Your daughter,” I said. “You can train them both to be perfect for each other. Isn’t that the best advice?”

“Oh, my god, it is!” she said. “It’s perfect. Keep it in the family. Ooh, but it’ll have to be a secret. So many people just don’t understand about the wonders of incest.”

“I know,” I said. “Now, let’s get dressed. Tonya is going to buy us some naughty sex toys. Right, bitch?”

“Yes, Kimmie,” Tonya panted.

I beamed in delight.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Eve “Dusk” Michaels

My second class had started, taught by Mrs. Faye. She was a blonde woman, her blue eyes sharp behind her glasses. She wore a tight skirt and a V-neck blouse today. She strode back and forth at the front of the class as she started her lecture.

I was so horny. I had sucked off Dad on the way to college, but I needed more from him. I was his slut. I had mind-controlled myself into being that. It was so hot to hypnotize myself into doing such wicked things.

“I miss you, Daddy,” I texted to him. “I’m so horny. Could you come fuck me? Please.”

I waited for a moment, my heart pounding. I wanted him to answer me. Was he distracted by teaching his class? My pussy was molten. I wasn’t wearing any panties—I was Daddy’s slut now, I had to be ready for him at any moment—and had my hair in pigtails just the way he liked. I pushed up my glasses, staring down at my phone.

“Please, please, Daddy. My pussy is so hot and—”

“No texting in class, Eve,” Mrs. Fay said, using my real name and not my nickname. I looked up and saw my professor standing over me. “You know better than that, young woman.”

She snatched my phone from me. I gasped at that. Then the woman whirled around and marched up the front of the class. I blushed as she turned to face the class and stared at my phone. She was reading my text.

“Really, Eve?” this is what you are texting?” she asks. She aims my phone at me like she’s recording something. “Get up here right now. You have to be disciplined.” Her free hand grabs a wooden ruler off her desk. “Right now, you little slut!”

“I…” Shock rippled through me. Slut? “Yes, Mrs. Faye.”

I bounded to my feet and obeyed her. I rushed up to the front of the classroom, my skirt swirling. I could feel the air flowing up between my thighs and caressing my pussy, brushing through the wispy strands of my strawberry-blonde cunt hairs.

“Bend over the desk and hike that skirt,” Mrs. Faye said, still aiming the phone at me. She was recording this?

“Yes, Mrs. Faye,” I moaned and obeyed her. Right there, before my entire class, I flipped up my skirt and revealed that I wasn’t wearing panties. I just had to do this. I was being disciplined for being a naughty slut.

“Did you forget your panties, Eve?” Mrs. Faye asked in a disgusted tone.

“Yes, Mrs. Faye,” I moaned, my cunt clenching. “Because I’m a slut who can’t think about anything but fucking her father.”

I gasped as I said that out loud. And then understanding flashed through me. Daddy was controlling us. He was using the device to make this all happen. This wave of horny heat wiggled through me. I groaned, my pussy getting hotter.

“Spank me for being a naughty slut, Mrs. Faye!” I moaned, so eager for this now. Just the way a dirty whore should be.

“You’re such a dirty whore,” purred Mrs. Faye, echoing my thoughts. The air whistled.

CRACK!

Pain exploded across my ass. This stinging heat that had me gasp and my pussy clench. Despite how much it hurt, my lusts swelled. My cunt drank it in. Juices flowed. They soaked through my bush and ran down my thighs.

“Spank me again for being such a dirty whore!” I moaned. “I was texting Daddy when he’s teaching because I’m such a horny slut for him. I need his cock in me all the time!”

CRACK!

“How wicked of you,” moaned Mrs. Faye. “Isn’t she wicked, class?”

“So wicked,” groaned Dolly, the busty cheerleader.

“She’s just a whore,” said Shane. “You should spank her harder, Mrs. Faye.”

“Yeah,” chimed in Maddie. “Spank her so hard for being a daddy-loving slut who can’t control her filthy cunt.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, begging for more. “I am a daddy-loving slut!”

The air swished.

CRACK!

The ruler left another welt across both my butt-cheeks. I gasped, my cunt clenching. My pleasure swelled in me. This felt so amazing. I squirmed on the desk, loving having my teacher discipline me. Juices ran down my thighs.

CRACK!

I whimpered and moaned, drinking in the pain. I embraced it like a slut should. I wanted to be my daddy’s little whore, and now I was. He was having me spanked before the entire class. He was controlling us all. We were all his slaves.

“Whip that ass red, Mrs. Faye!” Dolly moaned.

“Spank that slut!” groaned Alan.

“Such a dirty whore!” panted Carl. “Her pussy’s only for her dad!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, loving this. “Daddy! Daddy! I’m your personal slut!”

CRACK!

I bucked at that, my cunt clenching. The pleasure surged through me. I whimpered and moaned, my nipples throbbing against the desk through my top. My twat blazed. I needed to rub myself. I ached to cum.

“Such a dirty and nasty whore!” groaned Mrs. Faye. She ran the ruler up my thigh. “Look at how wet she is, class. That’s a slut’s cunt cream right there. Only a daughter-whore would get that wet.”

“That’s right!” I moaned. “I love my daddy’s cock so much. I love being his cum-dumpster.” I didn’t know if these were my words or if Daddy made me say them. I didn’t care. They poured out of me. They were my reality. “If my daddy were here, I would fuck him so hard.”

CRACK!

I gasped, my back arching. Both of my butt-cheeks clenched at the stinging pain. My ass blazed with stinging fire. It burned down to my cunt. I whimpered and moaned. I sucked in breaths and squirmed on the desk.

“I bet you’re so horny, you want me to eat your pussy,” Mrs. Faye said. “Huh? Do you want your married, sexy teacher to eat you out?”

“I do!” I moaned. “Oh, Daddy, make her eat my cunt out! I need to cum!”

“You filthy slut,” Mrs. Faye moaned. She threw the ruler on the desk beside me. A moment later, her free hand grabbed my burning ass. She squeezed it.

I moaned.

Her face nuzzled into my pussy. Her glasses brushed my rump, the frames cool and hard on my hot flesh. The married MILF professor pressed her mouth right into my cunt and licked me. She fluttered her tongue up and down my folds.

I groaned as her tongue stroked me. Caressed me. It was intense to feel. I shuddered, my pussy clenching as she lapped at me. Her tongue caressed up and down my burning twat. Her tongue parted my folds.

“Mrs. Faye!” I moaned. “Yes, yes, lick my slut-pussy!”

“Just so wet and juicy!” she moaned and then thrust her tongue into my twat.

I gasped, her hand kneading my burning rump while her tongue probed into my cunt. She swirled around in my snatch. She caressed me with her naughty tongue. Pleasure rippled out through me. I whimpered, my nipples throbbing in my blouse.

I loved it.

I enjoyed every second of her tongue swirling through me. The other students were all watching me getting my whore-cunt devoured. I bet she had the phone aimed so Daddy could watch. She must be FaceTiming with him. He must be in his classroom watching all of this.

It made me so hot knowing I was pleasing Daddy.

“Yes, yes, yes, eat my cunt, Mrs. Faye!” I groaned. “Devour my slut-pussy!”

“Feast on the daddy-whore!” groaned Carl.

“Yes, yes, make that nasty, dirty skank cum!” moaned Dolly.

They were all saying these wonderful words. I loved everyone they spoke. My orgasm swelled and swelled as Mrs. Faye’s naughty tongue danced through my pussy. The married MILF feasted on me with such hunger. She devoured my twat.

It was amazing. Daddy was the best. I loved him so much. I would be his whore until the day I died.

Her fingers kneading my burning rump, adding these stinging jolts of pain that enhanced the pleasure of her tongue, worked around my ass. I groaned at those naughty digits moving into my crack. This wicked hope surged through me.

She found my asshole.

I groaned as Mrs. Faye rubbed her finger into my anal ring. She stroked it in circles while her tongue fluttered up and down my folds. She licked and lapped at me. She delivered such wonderful delight to my pussy. The rapture would have me exploding so hard. I would cum and cum and cum. It would be amazing.

Her lips found my clit. She sucked on it. I gasped, my eyes rolling back in my head as she nursed on my bud. At the same time, she thrust her digit into my dirty asshole. I groaned, this heady rush of bliss building and building in me.

“Mrs. Faye!” I moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, I’m going to cum! I’m going to drown your mouth in my slut-cream!”

“Do it,” Dolly shouted. “Drown that MILF.”

“God, yes,” groaned Alan.

“Keep being a nasty whore, Dusk!” Maddie shouted. “Cum!”

“CUM!” others chanted.

“CUM!”

“CUM!”

“CUM!”

I exploded in rapture. I howled out my orgasmic bliss. My asshole writhed around Mrs. Faye’s finger. My pussy convulsed, my juices gushing out to bathe her hungry lips with my passion. The heat swept through me.

I shuddered through the rapture, my heart pounding in my chest. It was so delicious. Such intense bliss to enjoy. The waves of ecstasy washed through me. They drowned my mind. Mrs. Faye’s tongue lapped up my cream.

“I’m cumming, Daddy! Your slut-daughter is cumming so hard! Yes, yes, yes! I love it.”

Mrs. Faye fluttered her tongue up and down my pussy folds as my orgasm hit that wonderful peak. I trembled there then gasped as she ripped her finger out of my asshole. She stood up, her heels clicking.

“Let that be a lesson to you, young lady, about what happens when you’re horny in class and text your father,” she said.

“Yes, Mrs. Faye,” I breathed, my body blazing with pleasure while my ass burned in delight.

She set my phone by my face. I grabbed it and saw that the call had ended. I shuddered and stood up, my skirt falling over my knees. I knew I couldn’t abuse having Daddy do this for me. I was at college to learn, but sometimes I could be horny and Daddy could do naughty things for me.

So long as I did well in school. So I had to do amazing.

Mrs. Faye wiped off her mouth. The other student’s excitement all seemed to melt away as I sat down. They all looked blank-faced for a moment, then Mrs. Faye launched back into her lesson like I had never interrupted her.

My daddy’s machine was amazing. I squirmed there, my ass burning, and focused on learning everything I could. I had to excel so I could be a dirty, horny slut again. I licked my lips and took notes for the first time ever.

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Dean Michaels

My dick was aching hard after watching the video. My second class was just finishing up their tests. They were turning them in, the girls all giving me bright smiles while the guys were all staring at the girl they wanted to fuck.

I loved this motivation.

G554ED;knows that she can’t be a horny slut all the time and has to study hard because if she gets good grades she knows her daddy will give her more fun so she must excel

I sent that final command to my daughter (G554ED). I had already run the amnesia protocol on Carrie Faye and her class so they wouldn’t remember a thing. I hummed as a cute redhead named Amanda dropped off her test.

“You think you aced it?” I asked, grabbing her test to start grading it.

“I tried so hard, Mr. Michael,” she moaned with this breathy excitement. “I want to ride your cock so bad.”

I grinned and started marking her test. My dick ached and throbbed. I loved touching my students in any way I could. I wondered what hot fun my wife was getting up to at home. She had Natalie over. Last I heard, they were going to do some live-action porn.

It made me think about the future of the device. I had to build more. Install them remotely. I had to come up with ways to access them. I had ideas. Vivian and her programming skills could come in handy. I could do the coding, too, but there was so much work to be done. I needed some extra hands.

I set Amanda’s test to the side. 93%. Her best ever.

To be continued…

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Dr. Rita makes a wish to become a futa with healing cum to wake up a sexy coma patient!

The Futa Fairy – Futa Doctor’s Hot Wish
Chapter One: Dr. Rita’s Futa Desire
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

It had been a month since that fateful morning when I learned something impossible. Something amazing. Something that had my pussy wet almost every morning when I sank in to sleep through the day. Yes, the day. I worked the night shift St. Claire’s Hospital.

A month ago, I had been pulled over by the futa-cop, Officer Cindy.

Just thinking of that domineering futa made my pussy so wet. I shuddered in my scrubs, my doctor’s coat swirling about my legs as I shivered. I could still remember so clearly that moment of realization that she had a girl-dick. That her clit had transformed into a fully functional cock.

A cock that had squirted pearly cum all over my ebony face.

I was driving home after dropping off my daughter, Pattie, at Washington College. She had missed the bus because she overslept, so I had to drive her to classes after my long shift at the hospital. I was tired. I just wanted to get home. I didn’t realize I was speeding down Ainsworth.

And then Officer Cindy pulled me over.

She was a tall, dominating White woman wearing the State Trooper’s sky-blue uniform, a huge cock thrusting out of her slacks. She had hauled me out of the car by my own short afro, bent me over the hood, and spanked my ass so hard.

Then she had fucked my cunt. She had churned my pussy to a froth. It was a huge cock. Bigger than any dick I had ever had, including Pattie’s father. He was an asshole, but he was hung. That Black man had a dick.

But this White girl’s futa-dick dwarfed even Stefan’s.

I came so hard on her dick. I howled out for all the world to hear, writhing for them all to see. Students from my daughter’s college had jogged by without saying a word. Traffic passed without rubbernecking. Clearly, there was magic at play. This futa-cop claimed she made a wish to a futa-fairy to get her dick.

Lucky.

I wanted one.

My own big, throbbing, ebony shaft.

I trembled, standing over my sleeping beauty, staring down at Carly Wright. I held her chart in my hands. I was supposed to be doing my checks on her vitals, but I couldn’t help but stare at the gorgeous creature trapped in a coma before me.

Ever since Officer Cindy fucked me, I had been drooling over Carly Wright. It was like being fucked by a futa had flipped a switch in me. I was now looking at other women, even my daughter Pattie, with interest, lusting after their feminine forms.

Especially my sleeping beauty.

The machines beeped around me. She looked so placid. She could breathe on her own, her face still with sleep, her blonde hair spread across her pillow. She was twenty-three-years old and had been in a car accident. The back of her head was cracked open, inflicting massive trauma to the cerebral cortex. But her brain stem remained intact, keeping her heart and lungs going.

She would never wake up.

It was so sad. She was so beautiful. Her mother came in every day, applying makeup on her face, keeping her looking fresh and alive. My eyes trailed down her body, watching her breasts rise and fall beneath her thin hospital gown. Her hands folded on her stomach, fingers twisted.

I touched her cheek, my finger trailing to her lips. They were moist. An automatic reflex caused her to suck on my digit. I groaned, my clit throbbing in envy, wishing to be a futa-cock and feel those lips around my dick.

I had strange fantasies of saving her with my futa-cum. Of having magical jizz that could cure her. I would just slid my big, ebony cock into her mouth, pump my hips while she sucked. My pussy would clench as the pressure built and built in my depths.

And then I would erupt.

I would flood her mouth with my jizz and wake up my sleeping beauty. Like a fairy tale.

I wished with all my heart, sitting here, staring at this girl. I wanted to right this injustice. I would correct it and help her. My pussy clenched, itching. My juices soaked into my panties. My nipples were so hard. My hand itched to slide into my scrub bottoms and rub my pussy.

My hips wiggled. I was all alone. Who would know?

“I’ll wake you up,” I groaned, still letting her suck on the finger of my right hand while my left pressed into my scrubs. I wore light-blue ones. I shuddered, my fingers rubbing at my thick bush as I ventured down into my panties.

And then I found my pussy.

I was dripping wet.

“Yes, I’ll wake you,” I purred, rubbing at my hot flesh.

I was molten. My juices coated my fingers. I rubbed up and down my pussy lips, squirming as I stared down at my blonde, slumbering lover. My princess. I would rescue her from her curse. I would save her with my mighty futa-sword.

I groaned, my fingers curling as they plunged into my sopping depths. Two digits pumping in an out of me while my hips wiggled. I groaned, loving the sight of my dark finger sliding in and out of her ruby lips.

I pictured it was my big, ebony cock thrusting from the folds of my pussy.

“Yes, yes, just suck my cock,” I groaned, my pussy clenching on my fingers. “Mmm, yes, I’ll save you. I’ll rescue you.”

My fingers pumped in and out of my juicy depths as I closed my eyes, savoring the imagination. It was my cock she sucked on with that warm mouth. Pleasure rippling up my shaft. I would pump my hips, slowly, gently, building the passion in my nethers.

My cunt clenched on my fingers as the fantasy burned through my thoughts. I sighed, squirming, my pleasure swelling faster and faster. I pictured my girl-dick spurting my salty seed into her mouth, Carly gulping it down.

A flush spread through her cheeks.

Her blue eyes fluttered open.

There was such love in those eyes in my imagination. She knew I had rescued her, freed her, and she was so grateful. She would suck one last time on my cock before sliding her lips off of it. Passion would burn in her eyes, so turned on by my cum.

Oh, Dr. Rita, you saved me! Mmm, with your yummy cum!

“Uh-huh,” I groaned. “And you must be so grateful.”

I am, she moaned. And so excited… Would you…take me? Claim me! Please, Dr. Rita! You saved me!

“Yes!” I howled and came.

My body shuddered as my pussy convulsed on my fingers. I clenched my teeth to keep another outburst from exploding out of my mouth. People moved through the hallways. It was only early evening, not too far into my shift, and the hospital still bustled.

The pleasure rippled through my body. The fantasy burned through my mind. I wanted it to be reality so bad. I wanted the futa-fairy to grant my wish. My teeth ground together as my thumb rubbed my clit, keeping the waves rippling through me, the juices flooding past my fingers.

“I’ll save you, my sleeping beauty,” I moaned, my head snapping back.

Then my pleasure peaked in me. I shivered, pulling my fingers from her mouth and my pussy. They glistened with her saliva and my cream. I shuddered, bringing all three to my mouth, tasting her spit and then my tart pussy. I licked my fingers clean, shuddering at how perverted I was.

“This is all your fault, Officer Cindy,” I muttered.

“What is, Dr. Rita?” a voice asked behind me.

I jumped and whirled, finding Nurse Pita behind me. She was a curvy, Hispanic woman, wavy-brown hair falling about her smiling face. She had such a delicious shade of skin, a rich brown. She wore scrubs, of course, but hers were purple for the bottoms and lilac for the top, her stethoscope draped around her shoulders.

“Nothing,” I said, my heart racing.

“Did I scare you?” she asked.

I nodded.

“I know, it’s so easy to get lost staring at her,” Pita said, shaking her head. “Such a tragedy. So young.”

“So young.” I took a deep breath, feeling so flushed. I smelled my own tart pussy, winced. Would Pita notice?

“So a letter came for you,” Pita said, pulling out a thick envelope from her metal clipboard, the kind that can open up to hold papers, and handed it over.

I blinked, taking it. The paper looked old-fashion, the pulp coarse, a yellowish hue about it. There was silvery writing on the front written in flowing cursive by a fountain pen. And on the back it was held close by a green, wax seal.

“Weird,” I said, turning it back over to stare at the address.

To: Dr. Rita Jones
Room 317, St. Claire Hospital
11315 Bridgeport Way SW
Lakewood, WA, 98499

I blinked. “How did they know I would be in this room?”

“No idea, Dr. Rita,” Pita shrugged. “Kinda weird, right?”

From: Leanan Sidhe
The Reflectory
1 Summer Lane
Phoenix, Arizona 85009

“Leanan Sidhe?” I gave Pita a puzzled look. “And Arizona?”

She shrugged again.

“And there’s no stamp on it,” I continued, “nor any marking from the post office. Who delivered this letter?”

“Came in with the mail, I guess. Super weird.”

“Yeah,” I frowned, giving her a look. “Is this the nursing staff’s idea of a prank?”

“Would we do that?” Pita asked, giving me such an innocent look.

I laughed, “Yes.”

“It’s legit as far as I know.” The Hispanic woman stretched her back, her boobs pressing at her top. Such round breasts. I fought the urge to touch them. That futa-cop had messed me up. “Well, I got to get to room 218.”

I nodded, my thumb cracking open the seal. As she walked out, I pulled out the thick letter, green glitter spilling out with it, staining my fingers and raining down to the floor. I arched an eyebrow at that as I unfolded the only piece of paper in there, revealing more of the silver, flowing script.

Whoever prepared it had great penmanship. Mine was atrocious. I lived up to that stereotype about doctors.

My dearest Dr. Rita Jones

I am writing to you in regards to your wish that you most passionately have made. I recognize the desire bursting in your compassionate heart. I am so moved by the deep abiding love you have and desire to heal, even if it is in the most wanton and naughty of fashions. I must confess that not only is your wish breathtaking in its humanity but stirs such an effervescent delight in my nethers.

Which is why I am writing you this letter expressing my deepest desire to make your wish come true. For I fully understand both the fire burning in your nethers, and the desire to transform the world into something better. Now that I felt your passion, and how I did shudder in the Reflectory, my salty desire spraying into the still waters, disturbing their mirrored surface.

So expect my visit tonight, my dearest Dr. Rita, and know that your compassionate wish shall be granted.

Yours in fellowship,

Leanan Sidhe

Esq. of Summer

My heart skipped a beat. My pussy became molten desire. It was her. The futa-fairy. It had to be. She knew that I wanted to heal Casey with my girl-cum. She heard my wish and was going to answer it.

It was all I could do not to scream for joy right then and there.

The futa-fairy was real and she was coming to make all my wishes come true. It was enough to make my pussy clench, to make my heart race. I shivered, shaking my hips. I shoved the letter into my coat pocket, wondering when she would arrive.

How long would it be?

Hopefully not long.

As the hours passed, I kept rushing through the hospital, called in to help with emergency room patients while also monitoring those on other floors who had been admitted. But the entire time, the futa-fairy hovered in the back of my mind.

I constantly checked my pocket, patting it or thrusting my hand inside to make sure it was still there. That I hadn’t imagined it. When I caught momentary breathers, I pulled it out of my pocket and stared at, reading the words over and over, swooning in delight like I was a girl of eighteen instead of a woman of forty.

I was a mother.

A doctor.

But I felt so young.

My panties were a sodden mess. My clit ached and throbbed. I kept having to fight that urge to masturbate. It was there, itching between my thighs, begging for attention because the futa-fairy was coming.

And she would love me and give me a girl-cock.

It was nearing three AM when I finally took my break. It was slowing down. And still the futa-fairy hadn’t arrived. I was so eager to meet Leann Sidhe. I was about to head to the break room or maybe go masturbate in the on-call room when I remembered the address on the letter.

Room 317.

Sleeping beauty’s room.

Did I need to be in there with her?

I rushed up to the third floor and slipped in. It was dark. Her face illuminated by the heart rate monitor. Out of reflex, I noted all the readings before I sat down on a chair beside her, leaning back, staring at her perfect face.

How I would love her once I work her up. My princess.

My eyes grew heavy as I sat there. It was such a long night. And despite how excited I was to meet Leanan Sidhe, weariness dragged me down. I never got enough sleep. I always had to wake up and do housework before going to work, and making sure Pattie was doing her homework.

Ms. Marcie at her college had her so distracted. I swear she had a crush on her teacher.

I let my eyes close. My phone had an alarm when I had to go back to work, and my beeper would go off if they needed me. Yes, we still used beepers. They were loud and annoying and got your attention.

My last thoughts were of kissing Carly’s lips, salty with my cum, before darkness embraced me.
It was the flutter of wings, the humming buzz of a dragonfly, that drew me awake. I was sitting on a bench in shadows, a soft breeze wafting by me. It smelled so sweet, carrying with it all the delights of summer: fresh grass, flowering perfume, soft loam. I blinked, staring at a pool of water in a stone gazebo surrounded by benches, the world sunny beyond.

And hovering over the pool was a winged girl. She looked young and slender, her supple back leading down to a round, bubbly ass. She had just a hint of curves to her back. Her wings were clear and veined like a dragonflies, buzzing as she hovered.

She turned around slowly. Though she looked like a girl, she was really a young woman just budding into adulthood, her breasts small mounds, her features fair and youthful. She had a bright smile on her lips, green hair tumbling down to her shoulders and her eyes…

Silver. Ancient. They dwarfed me. I felt like a virus before Mount Everest. There was such a colossal difference between her enormous age and my brief, guttering life.

And then I noticed her hands both wrapped about a thick, long shaft thrusting hard from a hairless pussy. Her slim fingers could hardly surround the cock as she jerked it. A delicious shudder ran through her, precum beading at the tip of her cock.

Did I have to suck her dick?

“My dearest Dr…” Her words trailed off into a gasp as I leaped to my feet and engulfed her dick. How could I resist? Her hovering put it right at mouth-level.

She groaned as I sucked, savoring her huge girth filling my mouth. I swirled my tongue around her dick, savoring her salty precum leaking out. I loved how her wings fluttered faster every time I suckled, her lips singing out delight.

“Oh, my dearest Dr. Rita,” she groaned. “Oh, what a delightful creature you are. I see that caring heart at work, so eager to reduce the swelling in my tumescent futa-cock.”

I stared up at her, sucking harder, letting her think what she wanted.

“Mmm, you are no stranger to futas or the delight of our girl-dicks,” the futa-fairy, Leanan Sidhe, continued. “Wonderful. That makes this so much simpler. You are already conversant in what I offer and eager to possess it yourself.”

I moaned a yes about her cock, my hands grabbing her shaft. My dark fingers wrapped about her ivory futa-dick, fisting it as I bobbed my mouth. My cheeks hollowed as I loved every inch of her girl-cock I could.

Her wings hummed faster. Her hands ran through my short afro, fingers so delicate. She groaned again, her youthful-seeming face twisting with pleasure. Her hips undulated, sliding her futa-dick in and out of my mouth while her small tits jiggled.

“Oh, yes, you are such a delicious treat, my dearest Dr. Rita,” she groaned. “I knew you would be such a wonderful patron. You will use your wish to bring such joy and delight into the world. Oh, yes, you will.”

I moaned about her cock, so eager to.

“And you’ll do it in exchange for the simplest of favors that I will call upon you, one day, to fulfill.”

Anything. I would do anything.

My hands fisted her cock faster and faster, loving how her shaft throbbed in my mouth. My cheeks hollowed. My tongue bathed the head of her cock while my pussy clenched. I shivered, hips writhing, my breasts jiggling.

I was naked.

It was wonderful. The warm breeze caressed my body while I bobbed my mouth, taking more and more of her dick. Her tip brushed the back of my throat before I slid my mouth back up her shaft, sucking the entire way.

She convulsed, singing out her musical passion. “Yes, yes, yes, you are such a treasure, my dearest Dr. Rita.”

Her fingers tightened in my hair as I sank my mouth down her dick. She brushed the back of my throat. This time, I didn’t stop. I kept going, fighting my gag reflex. I swallowed her cock, her shaft stretching out my throat.

I shuddered, my pussy clenching and juices pouring down my thighs. I pulled my hands from her shaft, grabbing her hips, so I could swallow more and more. Her moans grew higher and higher in pitch until my lips were pressed into her pussy. I tasted her sweet musk.

Delicious.

“Oh, you are spoiling my tumescent girl-cock, my dearest Dr. Rita,” she moaned, trembling, her wings a humming blur. “Oh, yes, you have such passion, such wanton need to make people happy. You are such a treasure!”

Her fingers tightened in my hair as her body bucked. Her cock throbbed in my throat. And then she let out the cutest, gasping moans as her cock erupted. She pumped her futa-cum straight into my belly. Though I didn’t get to enjoy her cum, I tasted her sweet pussy juices, my mouth nuzzling into her nether lips. I loved it, tasting her cream as her jizz pumped over and over into my stomach.

Filling me. Warming me.

I came.

The pleasure rippled through me. Not a hard orgasm, but just a taste of the true passion to come at the hands of Leanan Sidhe. I moaned about her dick while she trembled above me, her small breasts jiggling while her silvery eyes fluttered.

“Oh, yes, you are such a dear, sweet thing, Dr. Rita,” she groaned. “Mmm, and such a wanton passion lurks in you to find your pleasure from the delight of my seed pumping so wickedly into your stomach.”

I only shuddered, my thighs growing sticky with my passion. Her cock pulsed a final time in my mouth. She pulled her dick back, her wings humming away. I groaned when her dick popped free, sucking in breaths while my body buzzed with delight.

“So, that’s it?” I asked, the rapture dying down to an aching need. I stared down my ebony body, past my pillowy tits, to stare at my thick, curly pubic hair. “I don’t see my futa-dick.”

“Well, of course not, my dearest Dr. Rita,” she chortled. “We have hardly consummated our agreement with a mere display of oral talents. No, we need the true congress of our flesh.”

“You have to fuck my pussy?” I asked, struggling to parse her old-fashioned speak.

“Exactly,” she beamed. “And I can say with quite frankness that my tumescent futa-cock is most eager to make acquaintance with your wet quim. I hope you feel the same way.”

“Oh, yes,” I moaned, stretching out on my back beside the pool, my breasts jiggling. “Come make my cunt’s acquaintance.”

Her wings lowered her slender body between my thighs. She stroked her dick with one hand as she leaned over me. She looked so young, so frail over me. But those eyes… They were so ancient. I shuddered as she rubbed her cock against my pussy lips, a smile crossing her lips.

She shuddered in delight as she stroked up and down my slit, nudging my clit with her big girl-dick. Her small, budding breasts trembled. Her snowy hand seized my ebony breast, squeezing it. The contrast between our skin sent a wicked thrill through me.

My sleeping beauty was equally as snowy.

“Mmm, I do truly love your bountiful, Nubian beauty, my dearest Dr. Rita,” she purred. “Your skin is such a delicious shade and, I must confess, I have such a letch to slide my cock between the valley of your most pillowy breasts. But, alas, we have our agreement to seal, and you have your patient to heal with your salty desire.”

“Yes,” I groaned. Nubian? Should I be offended? But then her cock felt so amazing rubbing on my pussy. I didn’t care. “Just fuck me.”

“So you agree to my terms?” she moaned. “A favor for granting you your heart’s dearest wish?”

“Yes! I’ll do anything! Just fuck me! Make me into a futanari so I can heal her!”

Her ivory cock thrust into my dark depths.

I gasped, my pussy stretched wide open by a huge dick again. No matter how many fat dildos I fucked myself with, they couldn’t compare to a real girl-cock in me again. That huge, fleshy shaft stretching my pussy open and sending my entire body shaking in delight.

My pillowy, ebony tits shook as she leaned over me, her wings fluttering. Her green hair fell down her cute, girlish face. She gasped out in playful delight as her cock reamed so deep into my pussy. I shuddered, clamping down on her as I savored the friction of her futa-dick pumping away at my hot cunt.

“Oh, my dearest Dr. Rita,” she moaned. “Oh, you feel so wonderfully wicked on my futa-dick. Oh, yes, we are creating such an effervescent friction. The delight is just bubbling through my body. Mmm, I love it.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” I hissed. “Just fuck me! I need to cum on this big dick!”

“Indeed! I would love it ever so much if your hot quim did convulse with abject delight upon my great girth.”

Her hips thrust faster, her wings buzzing over her as she groaned her delight. I shuddered, my pussy clamping down on her huge dick as it plunged over and over into me. The pleasure shot through me, leaving me gasping and moaning. My hands streaked up, squeezing her mounds. My fingers gripped her small tits, loving how they felt as she plunged over and over into me. I rubbed her nipples, making her gasp.

Her hands returned the favor, squeezing my big tits. She lowered her face, her tongue swirling around my dark nipple as her lithe body twisted. Her cock kept fucking me as she teased my nubs, circling my areolas, her head darting back and forth while the silk of her hair caressed my tits.

It was so hot.

I groaned, writhing, the fresh, Summer air washing around us. I groaned, twisting her nipples as she sucked on mine. I gasped at the delight of her hot mouth suckling. The delight shot through my body to my burning pussy.

My flesh clamped down on her plunging cock.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped, squeezing her nipples. “Keep fucking me this hard, and I’ll cum on this huge dick.”

She sucked harder on my nipple. She wanted me to cum. She was so eager for it.

As her mouth loved my nipples, going back and forth, my pussy clamped down so hard on her dick thrusting into the depths of my cunt. She stirred me up, plunging so hard in and out of my depths. I shuddered, my orgasm swelling.

I twisted her nipples as the pressure built. It was so hot being fucked by a girl with a dick. It was so wrong, so impossibly wonderful. It had my head tossing back and forth as I screamed out my pleasure, dark thighs locked about her pale flesh.

“Leanan Sidhe!” I howled. “Yes, yes, yes, I love this dick!”

She sucked harder on my right nipple. My nub throbbed. Lightning arced to my pussy. Hot plasma exploded through me.

I came.

My flesh spasmed about her thrusting dick. I groaned, bucking and squirming beneath her as she thrust so hard. Her dick rammed into my convulsing depths. Her mouth sucked so hard at my nipple. She made me convulse and writhe.

“Cum in me!” I howled. “Flood me with your futa-cum!”

Her head popped off my nipple. “Yes, my dearest, Dr. Rita! Your wonderful quim has brought me to my climax!”

Her cock buried in me. Hot futa-cum spurted into my depths. I shuddered, my pussy convulsing harder as my orgasm intensified. The futa-fairy’s jizz filled me. Girl-jizz. My eyes rolled back into my head, stars danced. The gazebo spun around me.

I felt more than cum spill into me. There was magic. It flooded my cunt. It spilled through every inch of my pussy. It had me shuddering and bucking. It had me groaning out my pleasure as I held her, clutched her.

I drank in the passion.

I savored it.

My body absorbed her seed. I felt her magic rushing through my body, spilling towards me and then gathering in one spot. My clit. I shivered, knowing it was happening. I was changing, transforming. She had made me into a futa.

My clit grew between us, trapped between our stomachs. I shuddered, trembling as our muscles rippled as we both came. My dick grew bigger and bigger. My futa-cock swelled to its full girth, throbbing with passion.

“Oh, yes, my dearest Dr. Rita,” she moaned, arching away from me. “I can feel your joy, feel it bubbling through your body like the headiest of champagne through the veins of a débutante on the night of her presentment.”

“Yeah,” I groaned, blinking at her metaphor.

Her cock slid out of my pussy as I stared down at my new futa-dick. I licked my lips, loving how huge it was. It was this big, throbbing, ebony shaft, curved slightly, hovering an inch or two over my stomach as it thrust from the folds of my pussy.

“What a mighty specimen I have gifted you,” purred the futa-fairy as she moved down my body. Her pale hands grasped my ebony shaft. She lifted it up, bringing the tip to her lips. “Mmm, my dearest Dr. Rita, I know full well that you shall bring such joy and happiness with this tumescent futa-cock.”

“I will,” I groaned as her hot mouth engulfed just the tip of my dick, her red lips sealed tight as she sucked.

It was so powerful. My entire body convulsed as I heard the beeping of medical equipment. She sucked, making noisy, wet, obscene sounds. Her cheeks hollowed while the rhythmic beeping of the heartbeat monitor grew louder and louder.

My eyes fluttered open. The dream dissolved around me, my hands gripping the plastic railing on the side of the hospital bed, my sleeping beauty beneath me. Carly’s blonde hair fanned out around her head turned to the side.

So she could suck on my futa-cock.

I gasped, seeing the thick, ebony shaft thrusting out of my crotch. My light-blue scrubs were pushed down just enough for my new futa-dick to thrust out. The sleeping woman nursed on my dick, suckling by reflex, her fair cheeks hollowing with each one.

“Yes,” I groaned, shuddering in pure delight. “Oh, yes, my princess. I’m healing you. You’re going to drink all your medicine and wake up healed. Isn’t that wonderful?”

She didn’t answer. She only sucked.

I stroked her cheek, my ebony finger tracing her pale features. My heart beat so fast. I was like a knight saving her.

I shivered, my pussy clenching every time she sucked. The powerful delight rippled through me. I groaned, my nipples throbbing, constrained in my bra beneath my scrubs. I shifted, my doctor coat swaying and rustling.

I stroked my finger down her cheeks as she kept suckling. Her eyes fluttered, rolling, moving. Activity fluttered on her EEG. For the first time since she was brought in, brain waves were picked up. She was healing.

“Yes, yes, that’s it,” I groaned, my hand moving down her neck, feeling her pulse, her heart beating so fast. “I’m saving you.”

My dick ached in her hungry mouth. It was so amazing to feel her suck. Her tongue moved, brushing the tip. I shuddered, my hand reaching the neck of her hospital gown. My dark hand pressed beneath the white cloth dotted with small, pale-pink flowers. I slid down her warm flesh.

And found her warm breast.

My pussy clenched and my cock ached with delight as I cupped her breast. Her nipple was hard as I ran my palm over her mound, loving how silky she felt. Her heartbeat grew faster and faster as she sucked harder and harder.

“You know I’m trying to save you,” I panted. “Yes, yes, yes, my sleeping beauty. Just make me cum! Get your futa-medicine.”

Juices soaked into my panties bunched around the base of my cock. My back arched, the pressure mounting. Her suction was incredible. Her tongue swiped across the sensitive crown of my dick once again.

I came.

The lightning shot from my dick and through my body, striking my brain over and over. My cock erupted. Jizz pumped into her hot mouth as my pussy convulsed. I groaned, squeezing her breast as I fired more and more of my futa-cum into her mouth, healing her as I satiated my desires.

“My sleeping beauty! Yes!”

She swallowed my cum. She gulped it down. Color flushed through her cheeks. Her hands twitched, no longer curled into a rictus on her stomach. I watched her skinny arms grow healthy, her muscle mass returning, restoring her to how she was before she returned to her coma.

Her blue eyes opened.

She moaned about my cock, swallowing the last blast of healing futa-cum. She blinked, her cheeks flushed so crimson. I groaned as her mouth slid off my cock. She sucked in breaths, her pupils so dilated as she stared up at me.

“Who? What?”

“I’m Dr. Rita Jones,” I said, breathing heavily, my body buzzing from the euphoria of healing her. “You’ve been in a coma for three months. Ever since your car accident.”

“Car…accident,” she said. Then her eyes flicked to my ebony cock. “You…?”

“Healed you with my futa-dick and my futa-cum,” I told her. “You were brain dead. But now… Now you’re fine.”

“I am?” she said. “I…” She flushed, licking her lips. “Your cum… It was so salty. I could feel it… And…” She swallowed. “Dr. Rita, how do I know I’m fully healed?”

“What’s your name?” I asked as she squirmed beneath the shorts. “And your age?”

“Carly Wright. I’m twenty-three. And it’s… July 19th, 2017.”

“October 18th.” I smiled at her. “But the year’s right. You’re healed.”

“But…” She squirmed again, her legs moving beneath her blankets. “What if I need…another treatment.”

My dick throbbed.

“Something…deeper.”

“What are you saying?” I asked, my heart racing.

She kicked off her blankets, her legs flashing as her hospital gown rode up her pale thighs. They looked so healthy, no longer emaciated. “Maybe… I need another injection.” Her hands rubbed at her crotch. “Here.”

“Maybe,” I groaned, moving around the bed.

I pushed up her hospital gown and pulled off the adult diaper she had to wear, exposing her blonde bush matted with her excitement. She flushed at the sight of the diaper, but then her hands grabbed my thick futa-dick.

“Inject me, Doctor!”

“When I’m ready,” I purred, my hands rubbing at her pale thighs. Her pussy looked so tasty. “I have to examine you first.”

Her blue eyes widened in pure understanding. “Of course, Dr. Rita. Do whatever you want to me. You saved me!”

Tears burned in my eyes. “I did, my sweet princess.”

“Princess…” She whispered that name, her eyes so wide.

My dark hands moved down her ivory thighs as I leaned down. My cock ached as I breathed in her sweet musk. It was different from the futa-fairy’s, a more delicate scent. I groaned, bringing my face closer and closer.

And shuddered at the first kiss of her wet, silky pubic hairs on my lips and nose. Then I nuzzled into her cunt. I felt her hot flesh rubbing on my face. My hands tightened on her thighs as I took my first lick of another woman’s pussy.

I groaned as my tongue dragged through her hot petals. My princess gasped, shuddering on the hospital bed. Her sweet juices coated my tongue. I savored the flavor, taking a moment to just appreciate how wonderful she tasted.

And then I feasted.

“Dr. Rita!” she moaned, her hips humping up against me. “Oh, yes, Dr. Rita, examine my pussy! Make sure I’m healed. Oh, yes!”

Her silky pubic hairs caressed my face as she humped against me. I loved it. I savored the glide of her sticky pussy lips and ticklish curls on my face as my tongue licked and explored. I dove through her labia minora, caressing her clit peeking out of her clitoral hood. Then I moved down and slid into her vaginal entrance, savoring the silky depths of her pussy walls.

Her cunt clenched about my tongue as my hands moved. I gripped her ass as I devoured her pussy, my nose pressed into her golden curls. She groaned, her hands pulling up her hospital gown as she squirmed. She bared her breasts, the monitors sticking to her chest around them.

“Oh, yes, Dr. Rita,” she groaned. “Oh, that’s so amazing. Mmm, you’re being so thorough. You’re exploring so deep.”

“Uh-huh,” I panted, my lips sticky with her juices. “And so far, everything is wonderful.”

“Good,” she moaned, my fingers clenching at her naked ass. They slid between the cheeks of her butt.

Her eyes widened as I brushed her sphincter. She let out a wicked moan—my princess had a saucy vibrancy about her—as I tongued her cunt and jammed a finger into her asshole. I always loved having a man finger-fuck my asshole while eating my pussy.

She bucked hard. Her bowels clenched on my probing finger. Her velvety delight made my dick ache and throb as she humped her hot cunt against my face. Her tits jiggled, her blue eyes squeezing shut.

“Oh, Dr. Rita! I think… Yes, yes, yes! I think it’s happening!”

She came.

Her asshole writhed about my finger as sweet juices flooded my hungry mouth. I groaned, drinking down the flood. There was so much wonderful juices pouring out of her. I grew dizzy as I savored her delight, gulping the sweet cream while her moans echoed through the room.

My cock was so hard. I had to be in her. I had to give her another healing injection of my cum. My eyes met hers as she thrashed and humped against me, her breasts heaving. One of her monitors fell off, an alarm sounding.

“Fuck me, Dr. Rita!” she screamed.

I rose, ripping off my doctor’s jacket as her hands grabbed my ebony dick. She pulled my shaft to her blonde bush. I groaned at the hot feel of her cunt rubbing on the crown of my girl-cock. She guided me to her entrance.

I buried into my first cunt.

Her pussy spasmed about my dick as I buried into her. I groaned, my back arching, my breasts shaking in my top as I speared into her cunt’s depths. She groaned, her body twisting, tits jiggling as rapture spread across her face.

“Oh, Dr. Rita, yes,” she moaned, her hands seizing the hem of my scrubs top. “Fuck me! Give me my injection.”

“I am!” I groaned, my hips pumping away, the hospital bed creaking as I pounded her.

I lifted my arms as she pulled off my top and threw it away. My tits heaved and bounced in my white bra. She grabbed the cups, shoving them up and over my tits. My pillowy mounds spilled dark into her pale hands.

She squeezed them as she humped back into my thrusts. She moaned and gasped, her thumbs rubbing my nipples, shooting delight to my new futa-cock reaming over and over into her hot, spasming pussy.

It was heaven in her orgasming cunt.

“Oh, my god, Dr. Rita,” she moaned, her fingers sinking into my pillowy mounds. “I keep cumming! Your dick is amazing.”

“My futa-dick,” I panted. “I’m a futa!”

“That’s so hot! I love it! Your dick is huge!”

“Uh-huh,” I groaned, thrusting so hard into her cunt, the bed shaking, rocking. The beeping alarm continued as I plowed her.

Pleasure rippled through me. My orgasm built so fast in me. I was in my first pussy. Her pussy. I had savored her, rescued her, and now I claimed my sleeping princess. This was so hot. Dizzy pleasure washed through me.

The door opened. Nurse Pita burst in and froze.

“Dr. Rita?” she gasped. “And… Carly?” Then she descended into rapid Spanish.

“I healed her, Nurse,” I groaned, ramming my cock so fast. “With my futa-cum. I healed her, and now I’m injecting her with another load of my futa-cure.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” howled Carly, her blonde hair flying, her hands squeezing my tits so hard. “She healed me, Nurse. With her big futa-cock. It’s so amazing.”

“Uh-huh,” I groaned.

Nurse Pita’s eyes widened as she stumbled closer. The Hispanic nurse’s rich-brown cheeks darkened with a flush. Her nipples tented the front of her scrubs. She stared at my ebony cock plunging over and over into the patient’s hot cunt.

“You have a dick, Dr. Rita.”

“Yes!” I moaned. “I’m a futa!”

“And you…healed her?” the nurse asked, crossing herself.

“Uh-huh,” Carly moaned, her pussy spasming so hard as she came again. “Oh, god, I keep orgasming. It’s so hot. Oh, fuck, Dr. Rita! Cum in me! Give me my next injection!”

“Yes!” I howled and buried into her spasming cunt.

My pussy convulsed as my futa-cock erupted into her depths. I flooded my princess’s pussy. I gave her load after load of my girl-jizz. I shuddered, the rapture spilling through my body. Stars danced before my eyes as I groaned and gasped.

It was so amazing. Cumming with a cock was so awesome. It was such a powerful experience. Every time the cum shot out of my dick, lightning struck my brain, frying it with ecstasy. Stars danced before my eyes.

“My futa-cum cures people, Pita!” I moaned. “We have to study this! Replicate it! We can heal anyone!”

“Anyone, Dr. Rita?” she asked, her voice thick with desire.

“Anyone,” I groaned as my cum fired the final time into Carly’s pussy. “And we’re going to have a lot of fun studying it!”

Pita’s hot eyes met mine. She licked her lips. I knew that she wanted my cock. That she wanted to help me. God, I loved being a futa-doctor. I was so glad I made a wish. I was so glad I sped and got pulled over by Officer Cindy.

And I was so glad that I met Leanan Sidhe. The futa-fairy had made my perverted wish come true!

To be continued…

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I had always admired my boss but today she went from a boss and friend to a M.I.L.F.

I had just gotten back to the office from a late lunch meeting with a senior client and was quiet please with how everything had played out. I was sure the deal was final and we were guaranteed some additional business here on the west coast once all of the paper work was signed. I have been working as a sales associate for one of West Coast top design firms for the past 2 years, I use to work as a draftsman when a position opened up and my boss taught I would be the right fit for the position since I had an understanding of how everything worked. I liked my old position but when the perks of a salesman was explained to me I understood why the other salesmen use to think they were better than us draftsmen. They got to go out to paid lunch meeting and trips with clients to bring in the jobs for us to bust our butts on to accomplish.

Everyone was hard at work and I was on my way to get some done myself before the weekend started, I got to my office and after logging into my computer I went down to the kitchen to get some coffee to help me get through the rest of the day. I had a brief conversation with a co-worker and it was back to business. The screen saver was on when I got back to the office; I sat down and moved the mouse to clear the screen. After putting down my coffee I saw that I had an email from my boss instructing me to come to her office when I get back to the office.

When I got to her office she was on the phone, her chair was away from under the desk and she was looking down. She was wearing a dark colored skirt suit with jacket to match. The jacket was not buttoned and her shirt was exposing some cleavage. Her legs were spread enough that I could see slightly up her skirt, she was not wearing any leg stockings like always and I could see she was wearing some sexy white lace underwear. With all the moving around she must have been doing in her chair I could see the panties were splitting her pussy lips apart. I could not believe my luck, I have always found my boss to be a very attractive women. Every time she led the Friday afternoon meeting everyone was very attentive, I don’t think I was the only one checking her out and here I am right now getting a raging boner from just seeing cleavage and pussy lips. I must have sighed to loud and she waved me over to take a seat and I did.

On her desk was a file with my name on it, the file looked alot like a personnel file but I couldn’t imagine anything that could be wrong so I waited patiently for her to get off of the phone. She was now facing me and I could still see down her shirt, this wasn’t doing anything but increase the boner growing in my pants. I looked up and every time her mouth opened I pictured my dick going in and out of it, she licked her lips and I almost lost it. I had to lap my legs in hopes of suffocating my boner. I could feel the wetness of pre-cum on the tip of my dick, I had always admired my boss but today she went from a boss and friend to a M.I.L.F.

A few seconds later Sheela said goodbye and hung up the phone “Just got two more 5000 sq/ft jobs from Northwest Steelco both due next month”

“That’s a good thing” I said, hoping the change in conversation was enough to break the tension and send my mind elsewhere.

“It’s going to get pretty busy around here in the next few weeks” Sheela said

“I could imagine” was my response remembering why I was here and hoping to get down to why I was called into her office

“How did the meeting go today” Sheela asked

“I’m pretty sure we are on track for the job, just waiting for a fax from his secretary”

“Good job Jeff, like always I can always count on you” she said with a smile

If I’m doing such a good job, why is my file on your desk I taught?

Sheela reached over to through something in the trash bin on the side of her desk. When she leaned forward I got an eye full of her right boob when her shirt opened to show the matching bra I made out her dark nipple sticking up and some of the little bums around it were also showing. Thank God for the invention of lace. Her boobs looked amazing, so lush and soft, the a/c was working on my side today and it seemed colder in here than it did in my office. Sheela sat back, looked down at her chest and pulled to straighten her shirt. She then straightened her jacket soon after but I really taught she was trying to bring her twins closer to me for a taste. Knowing that she was showing so much cleavage i really was expecting her to button up her shirt but it seems like she has gotten use to all of us looking her over. Her husband had left her for a younger college girl after their son had left home and started a family of his own. Working around so many younger guys and knowing they were checking her out every time she walked by must have being the ultimate turn on. The outfits she wore to work portray her strength and confidence as a successful woman but they always left a bit of sexiness on the side. Being one of the only two women in the office, she surely stood out as being the main lady.

“I received a call from cooperate office earlier today, it seems like they have been monitoring your performance over the years and have taking a keen interest in what you have done for the company” Sheela said as she leaned forward and opened the file sitting on her desk. “A position has opened up in our Florida office and Mr. Samuel has asked me what I think about you going down there and taking it over”

“What kind of position?” I asked

“An office management position” Sheela said “It’s one of our drafting offices and Mr. Kibble is about to retire”

“I am honored that my name would be called for a position like that, but I have grown to call this office my second home. It would be hard to just get up and leave” I said

Sheela sat back again and lapped her legs “Jeff, over the years I have gotten nothing but good remarks about your performance and social presence in the office” She continued “I would be the first to say, you are like a son to me. You have gone above and beyond for this office; you have accomplished alot more than is expected of you. It would be hard for all of us especially me to see you leave but I know it is for the good of the company”

“Do you think this would be a good career move?” I asked

“I gave Mr. Samuel nothing but high praise, I cannot think of anyone else that would be suited for this position but you”

“With your blessing, you make it easier for me to make a decision; you have done alot for me over the years and now this. I feel like I owe you one”

Sheela moved her hand down on her thigh; she traced the end of her skirt with her fingers. I could see she was thinking about it, “I won two tickets for a night out on the town but i don’t have anyone to share it with, if you don’t mine or if you don’t have any plans I can use some company.”

Sheela looked up with a smile on her face “Dinner at Rocko’s and V.I.P pass for Club 905.”

“I didn’t picture you as the clubbing type” I said

“Well you know, gotto try and keep up with the young folks and some of the things they do” Sheela fired back

“I don’t go out much myself”

“I have always wanted to go into club 905 for some time now, but never had the right company” Sheela had a smile on her face

“So…. is this like a going away dinner and dance or a friendly night out on the town?”

“More like a night out on the town with a friend who takes the other friend out to eat” she said

By this time my boner had already gone down and I had forgotten about what I had seen earlier, I had gotten so relaxed I forgot I was talking to my boss. We spoke for a few more minutes when I heard the phone out in the lobby ringing and the receptionist saying please hold. The receptionist came knocking on the door to tell me I had a phone call.

“Thanks Betty” I responded

“Do we meet at Rocko’s or can I pick you up at home” I asked Sheela

“it would be easier for you to come get me at home, that way we can spend more time together…oh i meant, have more time to talk” I could see Sheela starting to Blush after she said that.

It was too late, I had already picked up on what she was trying to say and I was liking were this was going. “Let’s say 7:30?” I asked as I got up and started walking to the door

“Let’s make it 8:00, so that I can get some extra time to look good” Sheela responded. I think she realized I had caught on to what she said earlier and was just adding to it

I turned around before I got to the door and Sheela had her chair away from her desk again, my eyes naturally wondered down and her legs did not disappoint. Her legs were again separated and at first glance I saw what looked like a wet spot down the center of her panties, Sheela’s pussy was trying to come out and say hello but it was being held back my her lacy panties.

“It’s a date” Sheela said as she saw me checking her out again but she made no effort to close her legs to hide herself

“Yes, it’s a date” I felt my boner coming back and I had to turn away not to expose it.

I closed the door as I left, somehow I felt she needed some alone time. Once outside I could see the receptionist smiling while biting on her bottom lip as she looked up at me and back down at her work. She knew what was going on even without being told. I got back to my office and took the call I had on hold.

Once off the phone I was able to get some work done, I looked up at the clock and it was about to be 3:30 pm so it was time for our usual Friday meeting. Everyone gathered in the meeting room, Betty came and sat next to me, this was the first time she has done that. She must be trying to rub in the fact that she knew what was going on between Sheela and me; I never noticed how good she smelt. I leaned back in my chair as I started looking her over, Betty was a few years younger than Sheela but a little more on the heavy side. Betty was able to still keep herself in good health, she had her long brown hair rolled up into one and from this position I could see part of a tattoo on her back but I could not make out what it said. I was intrigued to find out more and see what it was she was hiding. Sheela came in and got straight to business, she started going over the numbers from last week and what we should be expecting to get next week. Sheela sat down across the room where she always sits and allowed one of the other guys to come up and discuss anything new that happened this week. Everyone’s attention was on the co-working standing and talking including mine, I felt Betty put her hand on my thigh and squeezed, I looked down at her hand then up to her face but she wasn’t looking at me nor was she looking in the direction of the guy standing in front of the room. I looked back at her again, Betty squeezed my thigh again this time nodding her head in the direction of where she was looking, I looked over then back to her again, she was looking in the direction of Sheela. I looked over at Sheela and she was looking back at Betty and me with her legs now opened as far as her skirt allowed, with the thin material her skirt was made of made it possible for the light to shine through and expose an up-skirt shot only this time she wasn’t wearing any panties.

I could see the wetness from her pussy sparkling in the light whenever she moved her legs, I could not believe the view I was getting, I looked up at Betty and she had a smirk smile on her face because she knew what I was looking at. She seemed to be enjoying this as much I was, Betty licked and bit on her bottom lip as she savored the view she was getting. I was getting a boner just from watching Betty looking at Sheela’s pussy and licking her lips, could she be thinking about eating Sheela’s pussy like I was and picturing herself doing it. I lifted and lapped the leg that Betty’s hand was on so that I could hide my boner that was rising, Betty did not move her hand when I did so with my leg now elevated her hand slid down my thigh and landed on my now erect dick.

What luck, can this really all be happening to me today. I felt like I was dreaming and i was about to wake just as things started to get good.

Betty realized her hand was on my dick, I saw her mouth and eyes open together, I bit my bottom lips from the sensation that went through my body and what happened next assured me I was not dreaming. Betty slid her hand up and down my erect dick through my pants, knowing now where my dick was she squeezed. I had to cover my mouth with my hand to muffle the sound of my moan and with my other hand I grabbed Betty’s hand and squeezed it trying to ask her to please stop. I grabbed my clip board off of the floor and placed it on its side on my lap hiding Betty’s hand that was working on my crotch. Betty squeezed my dick again and for a brief second I had almost forgotten we were in a meeting when I heard everyone clapping but us.

Sheela got up and asked “does anyone else have anything to add or else we can call that a day”

No one did so Sheela said “thanks everyone, have yourselves a wonderful weekend and see you back here Monday”

Sheela then proceeded to clean off the white board as the other co-workers headed out the door, I could not get up until Betty released the bulge in my pants. Sheela looked over at us and smiled as Betty took her hand down off of my lap, she got up then leaned forward and whispered in my ear “meet me in the storage room” Betty smiled and left the room.

I stayed sitting as Sheela finished cleaning off the board, “are you ok Jeff?”

“I just got a cramp in my leg” I responded

“Do you need some help getting up” Sheela asked

“No thanks, it will go away in a bit”

“ahh, I see” Sheela said with a smile

“What do you mean by that” I said as I looked up at her

“I’ll tell you later tonight when you pick me up” Sheela responded

“Can you at least give me a hint” I asked

“Nope, It would be better if I tell you tonight” Sheela said as she walked out the door smirking. When she got to the door Sheela dropped her pen and bend over to pick it up without bending her knees, I could not believe the ass on this women, how have I not realized this before. I am going to pound up that pussy tonight; she has teased me for the last time. I got up to leave the room with my clip board still in front of my lap, when I got out the door Betty was down the hallway waving me to come follow her as she went into the storage room. I closed the door behind me as Betty turned on the light.

“I overheard you and Sheela talking about your date tonight and when you came out of her office I saw you had an erection” Betty walked over to me as she grabbed my pants and started to unbuckle it. “You must have done something to her because when she came to the meeting she wasn’t wearing any panties and I knew she was when she came into work today”

“Did that turn you on” I asked as Betty let my pant fall to the floor and started stroking my dick.

“You have no idea” Betty leaned forward and kissed me on the lips with those plump beautiful lips of hers, her tongue entered my mouth and her tongue was so wet and smooth.

Betty went down on her knees and started sucking on my fully erect dick. She was sucking my dick so good, it didn’t take long before I felt like I was about to cum, I grabbed her head and forced my dick down her throat as I started cumming stream after stream of cum in her mouth.

This day was only getting better and better for me.

Betty swallowed all of my cum and she kept on sucking my dick, about a minute later I was hard again.

Betty got up and asked “can you stick that big ass dick of yours in my ass, I am on my period and don’t want to take out my tampon”

I would have gotten turned off by a statement like that in the past but she just swallowed and deep throat my dick, I needed to release myself again. Betty turned around and leaned on one of the boxes in front of her, as she raised her skirt I could see she wasn’t wearing any panties. She must of taking them off after she left the meeting room. I never done anal before and was anticipating how good it will be. I used some saliva to wet the tip of my dick; I rubbed the tip of my dick along the creases of her ass hole.

“Lock the door behind you, don’t wanna be disturbed so I will try not to moan out load” Betty said as she spread her legs and looked back.

I had forgotten to lock the door so I did; I came back and rubbed my dick on her ass hole again, with another drop of saliva this time straight on her asshole I pushed forward and the head of my dick went into her ass hole. It was tight and I could hear Betty moaning, I pushed in again and further in i went, I pulled out a little and back in I went. I started fucking her ass in a slow riddim and Betty was moaning softly every time I pushed in, I started enjoying the tightness of her ass and started stroking a bit faster. Betty was bucking back on me every time I did, when she started matching my stroke I grabbed her by the hips and pushed in the rest of my dick and right at that moment I felt her shaking and moaning beneath me. She was cumming and cumming hard, I felt something wet splash up on my leg but I ignored it. I allowed her to catch herself before I started fucking her again this time with my whole dick up her ass, Betty was trying very hard not to scream out load in enjoyment. I was starting to love anal, I reached around under Betty to rub her pussy as I fucked her ass. I started rubbing around her clit and it was wet but it wasn’t slippery wet like I have felt before from other girls. This was a different kind of wetness and I could not recognize what it felt like, I kept on rubbing around her clit as I fucked her ass deep and hard. Betty started shaking again and this time I was rubbing her clit.

Betty cried out “Yes, I’m cumming again”

I felt a stream of liquid hit my fingers at a very high rate as Betty legs started buckling beneath her and she almost fell so I moved my hand in order to hold her up, when I moved my hand down to catch her my fingers slipped into her pussy.

Betty cried out again “Oh my God!” as she dropped her face in her hands. Betty’s legs lost all support and she fell out of my hand, my dick slipped out of her ass and she was now sitting in the stuff that came out of her pussy.

“Are you ok” I asked

“Let me catch myself for a bit” Betty stammered as she tried to catch her breath

“did your tampon fall out? I asked

“no” she responded

“then what was that I felt coming out of your pussy when you started shaking” I asked again

Betty swallowed and cleared her throat as she tried to talk “I squirted, and it felt really good. I, I never squirted more than once one after the other like that”

“Squirted, I heard of that but taught it wasn’t real”

“Oh it real and you just made me do it twice” Betty responded

“Where did it come out from” I asked, now really curious

“It came out of my pee hole silly; I can’t believe I was your first squirter. Now can we get back to you fucking me or are we gonna keep on talking” Betty asked as she got up off the floor and got back into position. I slipped my dick back in her ass and this time it went in much easier than before, I bottomed out and started fucking her deeply again. I wanted to make her squirt one more time before I came, I grabbed her hips and started pounding her ass even harder, I looked down and Betty was covering her mouth with her hand to try and muffle her cries of pleasure.

I felt Betty shaking again under me and I knew this time what it meant, she was about the squirt one more time for me, I kept the paste as I felt her tremble and squirting for me. I was beyond delighted, I got her to squirt three times for me and now I was about to cum in her ass.

“I’m gonna cum” I whispered as I leaned forward over her

“go ahead babe and cum in my ass, I want to feel you cumming in my ass” Betty whispered back

With that I grabbed her hips even tighter and forced my dick up in her ass and held it there, I was cumming again. I looked up at the ceiling and closed my eyes to savor and enjoy the moment. I could feel her ass milking my cock for every last drop, a few seconds later I was done cumming and I pulled out of her ass. I held my dick and looked down at it for the first time and it was covered with some of my sperm, Betty stood up and turned to see me holding my dick.

Betty looked down to see what I was looking at, “would you like for me to clean that off for you?”

“sure, do you have a rag or something” I asked

“I have something even better” Betty responded as she lowered herself back down on her knees

Is she really going to do that? I taught, my dick was just in her ass and she’s going to put it in her mouth to suck it clean. Betty grabbed my dick with her hand and stuck it in her mouth and started sucking and licking it clean. I can’t believe she cleaned off all of the smuck that was on my dick, even her ass juices. Betty got up and cleaned off the sides of her mouth with her fingers then licked them clean. I reached down and pulled up my pants as Betty fixed herself.

“I would have never guessed you were this freaky?” I asked as Betty finished fixing her skirt

“Theirs alot of things you don’t know about me, maybe we can change that” Betty responded

“I always taught you were off limits, you don’t talk much so I figured you had a man in your life”

“It’s against company policy to have an office relationship” Betty said

“What does it say about having sex with your co-worker in the storage room?” I asked

“I would have to look it up but somehow I don’t think that’s accepted either” Betty fired back

“I bet, what happened to your panties?” I asked

“Oh, their somewhere in the office” Betty said

“Can I see you outside the office?”

“Not a problem, but you sure you will have time for me?” Betty asked

“I can make time for you; I have a really big bed and it more comfortable than that box”

“Won’t you be busy with Sheela this weekend?” Betty fired back with a smirk on her face

“ahh, you heard about that” Betty smiled as she looked up at me “we are going out tonight but we didn’t make any plans for after that” I said even though I knew it was going to be more than just dinner.

“How about I give you a call later tomorrow to see if your still up to spending time with me” Betty said

“Ok, that would be a good idea” I said “would you be willing to spend the night tomorrow?”

“let us see how things turn out tomorrow” Betty said

I opened the door slightly and then stepped out when the coast was clear; I looked out both doors in the print room and gave Betty the ok to come out. Betty walked pass me bit down on her bottom lip and looked down at my crotch and walked away. I got back to my office to close out for the day since everyone had already left.

I walked out to the front office and Betty was on the phone, she sighed after hanging up the phone and said “my friend’s car just breaked down and for me to call a cab”.

“Can I give you a ride home” I asked

“you promise to keep your hands to yourself” Betty jokingly said

“I promise to keep a hand on the wheel” with a smile

We left the office and off we went, we talked about alot of different stuff as we went along and about 30 minutes later I was pulling up at her apartment complex.

“I would invite you in but you got to go home and get ready for you hot date tonight” Betty said as she opened the door and got out

“We got our hot date tomorrow, so I got to go home and rest up for that” I smartly responded

“If you say so, thanks for the ride” Betty said

“any time” I said

“and thanks for the lift home too” Betty said as she left smiling and giggling

Now that’s a hot piece of ass I said to myself. After I pulled out I remember I still was contemplating taking the job and after what I went through today, they only made it harder for me. How can I leave when all of this is happening to me right now, I worked for this company for more than 6 years and now that I might be leaving I am finally getting some attention from the women in the office. It was me and my taught as I got home and started getting ready for my date tonight with Sheela, my smoking hot boss lady that exposed her crotch to me and then asked me out on a date.

I went down to the car to get my bag that I does take to work so that I could get my laptop out of it. When I got back inside I put the bag on the table and opened it to get out my laptop, instead I pulled out a pair of white lace panties with a wet stain in the crotch, I smiled as I smelled the wet spot and pictured where they were and who I saw them on earlier. So that’s what she did with them when she took them off, I threw them on the table and got out my laptop. I reached back in my bag to get out the charger and again I pulled out the charger cable and a black pair of panties, I was puzzled as to who they could belong to. I tried not to think about it too much because I don’t think Sheela would of put two pairs of panties in my bag, I started up my computer and opened up my personal email. I had a few emails to go through but the first email was from Betty, I clicked on it immediately to see what it was about.

Hi Jeff, I don’t know if you will be upset that I went into your bag while you were in the bathroom but I saw Sheela sneaking into your office while you were in the break room so I was curious. I was pretty shocked at what I found when I looked in your bag that she had left open when she heard you coming, so to be honest I got a little jealous and decided to add mines to your bag. I overheard part of the conversation you had with her today and after seeing her panties in your bag I figured you and her were hitting it off even though inter office relations are not allowed. Since Sheela is letting her feelings for you sure then so will I today in the meeting when I see you I will have a surprise for you.

Yours secretly
Betty 😉

The email was dated today at 3:25 pm just before we went into the meeting, now it all added up. I contemplated responding but since I knew I was going to see her tomorrow I decided to wait until then to talk about it. I jumped in the shower and started getting ready for my date tonight with Sheela, I was almost ready when I went into the kitchen and drank some SSS tonic because I knew I was going to need that extra push tonight. I finished getting ready and off I went, I had never being to this part of town, I immediately felt like an outsider. All of the houses in this area were pretty big with well kept lawns and street that looked as good as the first day they were paved, you got to be strapped to live our here. Sheela’s house did not disappoint, it was the only one on this side that was gated, as I pulled up I pushed the buzzer and the gate opened. I looked up and saw the camera so she knew it was me, I pulled up to the front expecting her to meet me at the front door but instead the garage door opened. I stayed put for a few seconds and then the lights above the garage door flicked on and off twice so I took that as a sign to pull my car in.

I got out of the car and the garage door closed behind me, I walked towards the open door on the other side of Sheela’s car, I could here talking and music coming from inside the house. I didn’t think she had company over, I immediately taught it was her son and she wanted to introduce him to me. I got as far as the door frame when i was floored by what I saw. On the sofa in front of me was Betty laying back naked as she was born with another female in between her legs eating out her pussy, she had one hand on her boob squeezing her nipple and the other one on her partners head.

Betty looked up and said to the person eating her pussy “look who’s here”

The person looked around and to my surprise it was Sheela. I was still shocked to see Betty here and then to see her getting her pussy worked over by another naked female was giving me a raging boner, and now to see the one doing the work was her boss and mine. I realized they were actually working together to throw me off and boy did they succeed.

Sheela waved me over and I understood the saying ‘like a kid in a candy store’

Epilogue:
Betty was not on her period, she was really saving herself. She was a virgin and tonight was the nite.
I decided not to take the job offer in Florida, instead I stayed and Betty moved in with me not too long after.
The three of us still get together occasionally to party at Sheela’s house. Life couldn’t be better.

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Two sisters discover their secret feelings for each other

        Bailey turned off the hot water from her shower, put a towel on, and went to her room to dry off. She checked herself out in the mirror. At 16, she was devoloping nicely, and was proud of it. She had soft, round breasts, large for her age. She had a cute little ass, but she wanted a bigger one, like the one her sister had.

        Her sister, Jane, at 15, hadn’t yet developed much for breasts, but had an ass the boys couldn’t keep their eyes off of. She told her sister how she liked to tease them in class by dropping things in front of them. She loved her sister, but not like normal families. She REALLY loved her.

        As she was thinking of her and her ass she was jealous of, she felt herself grow hot and flustered, and started to feel herself with her fingers. She laid down on her bed, and rubbed her kitty, thinking of her sister. Little did she know, Jane was watching the ordeal, growing quite hot herself, as Bailey had forgotten to lock the door. She made the mistake of sneezing, and her hand accidentally pushed the door farther open than it was. Bailey shot up and screamed, throwing the blanket over herself. Jane’s eyes widened, and she felt her face go red. She knew she had blown it. Her sister probably hated her now, and her lip started to quiver. Bailey saw this, and relaxed.

        “Aww sis it’s alright, come here. She sat next to her sister on the bed and held her. She cried for a little while, deciding whether or not she should tell her sister the truth. What if she didn’t feel the same?! What if she thought she was wierd and never wanted to see her again?! It was a chance she was willing to take.

        “I like you a lot Bailey, and not like just a sister, I’m sorry” she sputtered out. Bailey was a bit shocked, at how forward she was .but pleased to her this. She moved her hand down from her sister’s side shakily to her thigh, and whispered

        “I do too”. Jane turned her head toward around, and the two locked eyes. Were they sure they wanted to? Would this chsnge their relationship? For better, or for worse? Questions buzzed aroud the sisters’ minds, but one thing stood out. They loved each other. They kissed softly, and a little awkwardly, feeling each others bodies. Bailey took the initiative and pressed her tongue into her younger sister’s mouth. They explored each others mouths, tongues wrapping around each other. When they had grown comfortable, they laifd down on the bed. Jane realized she still had clothes on, and quickly removed them. Jane nervously moved her hand down and slowly rubbed her hand over her sister’s pussy, feeling it’s hotness, and Bailey returned the favor. The two moaned in unison.

        When they were both nice and wet, Jane layed on top of her sister, their breasts pressed against one another. Bailey grabbed Jane’s beautiful ass and squeezed. The two started to grind, slowly at first, and then fast and hard, like two animals in heat. Their moans turned into cries, thank god their parents weren’t home. Bailey was the first to cum, and Jane felt her pussy covered in juice. She quickly moved her head down and lapped it up. When she was finished, her sister pushed her over, and spread her legs. She shoved her tongue into her younger virgin sisters pussy, and used her middle finger to fuck her as well, making sure to rub her sensitive little clit. Jane couldn’t take it and cummed as well. Hers came in gushing squirts, one, two, five total contractions, each pressing more cum into her sister’s waiting mouth. She swallowed most of it, but saved some in her mouth and kissed Jane. The two passed the juice back and forth, and Jane grabbed both her sister’s nipples and squeezed. Bailey whimpered, but continued to make out with her beautiful younger sister.

        When they calmed down, Bailey said “I think I might take another shower, mom and dad don’t get home for a while, care to join? Jane couldn’t believe what she was hearing, and nodded happily, feeling the bond between them that was just made stronger.

Bailey turned on the shower, hot and steamy, and her sister joined her. They kissed. Jane suckled her sister’s nipples, and she moaned. When they were both wet again, Bailey ordered her sister to bend over, and pop her fucking ass out. She obeyed. Bailey slapped it, and watched it jiggle. She did it again and again, making it red. Her sister let out a pleasuring cry each time. Bailey grew tired of this, and grabbed a good sized shampoo bottle. She got it wet with water, and slowly pressed it passed her sister’s pussy lips. Jane moaned, and Bailey fucked her with the makeshift dido until she came onto her hands. Bailey suckled her fingers. Jane stood up and pushed her sister onto her knees. She turned the show to cold, and watched Bailey’s pretty little nipples grow hard.

        She hadn’t gone to the bathroom recently so decided this was the time. She pissed on her sister’s hard nipples and Bailey let her. The shower washed it away, and Jane swiped more juice from herself and her sister suckled her fingers for a while. She pushed her from her knees to her back, and ate her out. Bailey arched her back and sprayed cum all over Jane’s face. Jane lapped it up, and saved some for another sloppy kiss, drinking each others saliva and love juice while passionately kissing. They soaped each other up, and finished the shower. They both went to bed, excited. Tomorrow was Saturday, and they would be home all day. Enough time to fuck again.

Bailey woke up to find Jane next to her, and greeted her with a kiss. They both grew horny all night, and decided now was a good time. They hadn’t bothered to dress, and we’re both naked. Jane flipped around on top of Bailey, so she had a good view of that perfect fucking booty. Jane tongue fucked her sissy, and Bailey completed the 69. Jane was a bit more excited, and humped her sister’s tongue, ass bouncing. Bailey cummed first, and as Jane tried to lift her head, Bailey wrapped her thighs around her, and held her down. Jane obeyed, and ate it her sister until her pussy contracted for the 4th time, and she was all out of fuck juice. Bailey blacked out, her red pussy puffy and destroyed.

        When she came to, her abused snatch had recovered, and Jane was standing next to her with a 6 inch purple strap on dildo.
       
“Mom’s closet” was all she said, and Bailey put it on. She also had some fuzzy handcuffs, God, mom was kinky. Bailey locked Jane to her bed, face down. Jane was on her knees, and Bailey shoved the cock into her sister’s pretty little kitty, and she squealed. She ravaged her sister, and Jane started to cry tears of pain and pleasure as she came.

        “GET OFF PLEASE FUCK I’M CUMMING” but her naughty older sister ignored, and only fucked her harder. She tried to pull away but Bailey slapped her ass and yanked her hips back to her. She fucked and ravaged Jane’s now virginless pussy until it was slick with 3 different layers of cum. She slid out slowly with a pop as the cock left her. She unlocked her sister, who collapsed on the bed, exausted. They made out once more, before they fell asleep for a nap, arms around each other.

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A scientist takes extreme measures to save her experiments

In the name of science

I have decided to write this journal for those that truly believe in my research. I’ll keep a detailed record of the progress of my latest test, in case something unexpected happens. If I am not able to write anymore, please do not discard my work. The possibilities of this research are endless.

Last Monday, the Board decided to give me only three more months to produce positive results, otherwise they will cancel my funding. It is extremely frustrating. I am certain that this worm is the key to slow down, or maybe even stop, cellular aging. But I have tried many compounds combinations without much success. My major achievement so far, has been to double the life cycle of small rodents by transferring this organism’s properties into their blood stream. But I am still very far away from reaching my goal.

The worm, my test subject, has been in our laboratory for decades, since my father found it in Antarctica, and today it looks exactly the same. It hasn’t change at all since I was a kid.

According to my research, human blood should be a lot more receptive to the new compound than any rodent’s. However, there is no chance in hell that the Board will let me test it in a human being. There is only one choice left. I know it is reckless, but I am not wasting ten years of my life because those bastards don’t understand the importance of what I am doing.

Don’t be such a coward, Laura. Just take the syringe and do it. Laura thought, looking down at the syringe sitting on top of the lab table. The large worm writhed beside it without a care in the world.

***

I am home now. It has been four hours since I injected myself. There are no negative side effects so far, although, there is a tickling all over my body, particularly between my legs. I am not sure if this is caused by the compound, or it is just me. Maybe it is my body expressing the excitement of such an important step in my career. Or maybe it is because it has been a while since I shared my bed with anybody.

Should I include this unexpected arousal in my report?

I have to figure out if this weird excitation is related to the experiment. The only way to know this, is to masturbate until reaching complete satisfaction. When that is done, I will see if the tickling is gone.

***

It normally takes me a while to reach an orgasm. Not this time. My body is more sensitive, more alive. My first climax arrived merely five minutes after I began caressing my clitoris. It may seem strange that I am describing this to you, but it could be relevant. We’ll see.

One orgasm turned out to be not nearly enough. I immediately started rubbing myself until I climaxed again. After reaching a couple more orgasms, I am sweating from the exertion and I am getting tired, but my arousal is not diminishing.

I’ve decided to try something different. Maybe inserting something in my vaginal cavity can provide the satisfaction that I need so badly. Unfortunately, I don’t own a vibrator so I have to be creative. I remembered that I have a cucumber in the fridge. Maybe that could do the trick.

***

I walked down to the kitchen completely naked, not caring if the neighbors could see me through the windows. I have to admit that, at this point, my state of mind isn’t normal. It is very possible that the worm’s compound flowing within by bloodstream is causing this marvelous excitation. But I can’t do anything to fix it except one thing. And I am doing exactly that.

The cold cucumber felt wonderful as I inserted it in my pussy. It is long enough to reach the bottom of my cavity and its thickness is stretching me so delightfully. This is precisely what I need.

I am pulling it in and out of my body. Slowly at first, then progressively faster. I wonder why I never thought about doing this before. If my orgasms came easily up in the bedroom, down here they are coming like a freight train.

***

I’ve lost track of time and I lost count of how many orgasms I’ve enjoyed. Every time I reach climax, my body shudders from head to toe while unbelievable pleasure assails every cell of my body. Every time I think I had enough, I am shoving the cucumber back into my pussy five minutes later.

I believe this experiment is going to make me masturbate to death. Luckily, my arousal is finally starting to diminish. It is almost dawn and I am exhausted.

***

Sitting in the living room couch, still gently caressing my pussy, I’m having another realization. If this new compound is not the elusive fountain of youth, I probably have discovered the greatest aphrodisiac ever. There is true potential in this formula. If it is mass produced, I might even generate enough revenue to finance my own laboratory in the future.

Every now and then, my mind wonders towards something else; the worm. My pussy twitches every time. Everything that had happened tonight, all the pleasure, was due to the worm. Ugh… my pussy is twitching again. That wonderful creature is not safe in the laboratory. Somebody might discover my findings and steal it. The security in that section of the building is very light. I have to do something about it and fast.

I have to get it out of there.

***

I couldn’t wait until Monday. I usually work on weekends so the guard didn’t ask any questions when he saw me walking in. I am sitting on the floor with the open container in front of me. The worm is slowly reaching up to the rim of the glass and pulling its head out of the tube. I already turned off the camera and removed my pants. My pussy is dripping wet.

I can’t believe I am actually going to do this.

I am calmly watching it, wondering if I am going crazy. Everything is happening so fast. Yesterday, this creature had been nothing more than a subject of experimentation. Today I care for it as if it is my most beloved pet. It doesn’t make much sense, but I’ve made up my mind. I will take the worm out of the lab. It just feels right.

Wasting no more time, I stood up, straddled the container and squatted until my buttocks were a few centimeters from the rim. I am reaching down and turning the tip of the worm upward. My heart is racing within my chest and my pussy is twitching hard with anticipation. I am ready.

I gasped loudly when the cold skin of the gigantic worm touched my pussy lips. Then I had a brief moment of hesitation. Here I am, half naked, letting a weird creature of unknown origin penetrate my body. It is by far the craziest thing I have ever done. However, like yesterday, I am too horny to stop.

The worm reacted much better than expected. I thought that it would need my help, but as soon as it became in contact with my wet pussy, it wiggled its head into my cavity with no aid whatsoever. My eyes rolled back from sheer bliss and it took a great effort not to moan out loudly.

The creature has a thicker middle section, and it has more complex tissue at both ends, like having two heads. Now one of those heads is inside of me and my vaginal lips are tightly snuggling the main body. Measuring half a meter long, it is unlikely that it will fit entirely inside of my pussy, but I am planning to keep some part of it hidden within my baggy pants as I walk out. This should work.

It is very difficult to keep my balance as the worm squirms and churns, pulling the rest of its body into my pussy. More so, because I am shivering in the midst of climax!

The creature moves like a regular earthworm, expanding and contracting its body, trying to find enough traction within my exceedingly lubricated tunnel. The labor is slow and absolutely delightful.

Almost half of the large creature is already inside of me and the thicker central section is right outside my vaginal entrance. Maybe I had miscalculated the size of the worm, because I can feel it poking at the bottom of my cavity and there is still too much of it hanging between my legs. I am worrying that I may not be able to walk normally with that thick appendage stretching my pussy lips so much, and to make things worse, it is going to be very noticeable, even wearing my loose pants.

However, I am doing nothing to stop the worm. I might need a different plan, but at this moment I don’t care. I had to stand up and lean back against the dissection table when I felt a short burst of pain, followed by a sudden rush of mind blowing bliss.

The building pressure in my upper abdomen can only mean one thing. The worm is squirming into my womb!

Once again, it is taking real effort not to scream my lungs out from the incredible pleasure I am feeling. All the joy I experienced last night is nothing compare to this. Any sexual experience of my life is nothing compared to this. Suddenly, this crazy thing I am doing doesn’t seem so crazy anymore. Anyone would do anything to feel this kind pleasure.

I am no longer saving the worm because it feels right. I am doing it because it is a necessity. The bond with this creature, as it penetrates deeper into my body, is not only physical. We are binding our souls together.

I exploded in climax one more time. My thighs are shivering uncontrollably around the little segment of the worm that still protrudes from my pussy. My entire body is jolting with spasmodic contractions that rattle the table supporting my weight. At last, my mind is going blank, void of any thought or idea that is not related to pure, absolute bliss.

Anybody could enter the room at this moment, stand in front of me taking pictures of the whole thing, and I wouldn’t care at all. I feel like I am living this moment in an alternate reality, where nothing matters except pleasure. I could live forever in this world.

Within the haziness that overpowers mind, I am noticing the last segment of the creature is slipping between my pussy lips and penetrating into my stuffed vaginal cavity. The entire worm is inside of me!

I did it! My plan is working better than expected. Not that I had anything to do with its success, since the worm did all the work. I put my pants back on, still wondering how the hell that large creature can fit inside of me. And is just as incredible that, except from a slight bulge on my belly, it barely shows. This bulge can be easily concealed within my top.

I put the lid on the empty container and removed the label, in case they do an inventory. As I was walking out of the lab, the worm moved within my pussy, eliciting a loud moan that unavoidably escaped my mouth. I am waiting until it settles back in place. I can’t squeal like that in front of the security guards.

“Don’t move so much in there. You are making me moan.”

***

I arrived home ten minuets ago. I am checking myself on the mirror and there it is; a bump on my belly, evidence that I have a large worm lodged inside of me. For anyone who’d see me like this, it might appear that I am gaining weight. Only I know the truth, and it is a lot more sexy than that.

I am aware that I need to formulate a plan for the near future. Sooner or later, they are going to find out that the worm is missing. Everything that I had done since the injection, have been driven mainly by thoughtless impulses rather than careful planning. Hell, I am still not sure why I took the worm from the lab. For now, I can relax and take a break.

Or maybe not. As I caressed the worm through my skin and pictured it curling within my womb, the creature moved. It shook really. Like a pulse that made my pussy flutter so hard that I gushed down my tights. This reminded me of the sensations I felt while the worm was crawling into my body an hour ago. My pussy is twitching just thinking about it. And now I have the creature all to myself, in the safety of my own house.

You are making me so freaking horny.

I removed the rest of my clothes and jumped into the bathtub, only I am not planning on taking a bath. I am sitting on the rim of the empty jacuzzi with two fingers plugged in my pussy. Not sure of what I am trying to accomplish, I have to do something to alleviate this itch that is growing between my legs.

My pussy is dripping wet so my fingers slid in easily. The worm is becoming restless within my womb as I move my hand back and forth. It feels wonderful. The squelching sounds of my fingers make echoes against the walls of the bathroom, mixing with my soft moans of pleasure.

Suddenly, I can feel my pussy being filled from within, at least the short section that isn’t occupied already. The worm is coming down! My heart jolts with joy. Is it going to make me cum like it did in the laboratory? My fingers are moving faster now, enticing the creature to accelerate its pace. I want it to fuck me again.

When the tip of the worm emerged from my pussy, I froze. I don’t want to scare it, if that is even possible. Maybe all this creature’s actions are ruled by instinct. The same way I had been acting the last 24 hours.

In any case, I don’t need to move. The sensation of having that creature stretching my so widely is enough to make me feel in heaven.

***

The worm glided out of my pussy a lot faster than it squirmed in. Half of its body is hanging between my legs now. I am on the verge of climax watching the writhing creature, wondering what it is going to do next. I want it to pump my pussy. I need it to make me cum!

“Are you not going to move?”

But the worm is doing nothing. It is just dangling there. Is it waiting for me to take the initiative? I have to do something to extinguish the fire in my body, so I am assuming that it is my turn to take action.

Without giving it much thought, I grabbed the creature and pulled it out of me a few centimeters, just enough to slip the thickest middle segment through my pussy lips. Then I shoved it back in, as deep as my clutching hand allowed. I repeated the motion a second time, then a third. The feeling is mind-blowing. I hope the neighbors can’t hear my loud moans.

One minute later, I am jolting in climax. That is not stopping me, though. My hand is still in motion, back and forth, prolonging this wonderful orgasm for the longest time.

Once again, I wonder if I am going insane by doing this. Using a living, gigantic worm to masturbate was something unthinkable to me a couple of days ago. Now I just can’t stop.

***

Oh God! I was pulling the worm out to shove it back in, when the section I was holding came off! My orgasm was cut short as I stare in panic at the severed segment hanging from my hand. Did I just kill it?! I was so aroused and excited that maybe I applied too much force.

“What have I done?! I broke it in half!!”

At this moment, I am realizing that this doesn’t feel like I broke a toy. It feels like I am hurting a partner. Or maybe even a lover. It doesn’t make much sense but the sensation is terrible.

These ugly thoughts were interrupted when the segment of the worm that is still inside of me, pulled itself deep into my womb. I moaned loudly and my eyes rolled back from the joyful sensation. This is giving me not only physical pleasure but it is also a clear indication that the broken worm is very much alive. I feel so happy and relieved.

More relaxed, I am trying to shove the cut-off segment back inside of me, hoping that it can fix itself by attaching to the other part, but when I let go, it just slips off me, falling to the floor. I am so disappointed. Maybe I didn’t kill the worm but I definitely broke it in half and it is not rejoining.

However, the severed worm is still moving at the bottom of the jacuzzi. It twitches slowly, calmly, showing no sort of pain or distress. That is a bit reassuring, and this arises another possibility. Maybe the worm broke deliberately. I know that normal earthworms can regenerate parts of their body when cut off. And this particular individual seemed to have two heads, one at each end. This is very interesting.

“Are you doing this on purpose?”

I picked up the worm to study it closely. It has a small opening at the center of its tip. Maybe it uses it to expel waste or to eat nutrients. Maybe for both. Who knows if this tip is the head or the tail. I am also noticing that the creature is abundantly secreting an oily substance all over its skin. It wasn’t doing this when I had it in the container. The oil smells sweet and it clings to my fingers.

It smells wonderful.

I am beginning to feel tickles all over my hand. The same tickles I felt last night, after I injected myself. The same tickles that got me so aroused that I had to masturbate until dawn. This is boosting my curiosity.

***

The oil smells so good that I had to taste it. I extended my tongue and when it came in contact with the worm’s skin, I felt a shock of pleasure that traveled directly to my brain. There is no doubt in my mind that the compound I tested on myself, has the same components that forms this oil.

There worm is reacting too. It is starting to wiggle within my fingers, trying to find some traction. It wants to move forward, into my mouth!

The worm didn’t want to penetrate my pussy a few minutes ago, but now it wants to enter my mouth. I can’t understand why, but I am letting it do it. In part because I am curios, and in part because it feels so alluring. If one segment is deep inside of my pussy, why not give the other segment a blow job.

I parted my lips and sucked a few centimeters of the worm. My pussy twitched hard. This feels so right; so arousing. Somehow, I know that if I keep doing this, I am going to reach another climax. My last orgasm had been interrupted. I need a new one fast.

As soon as it got enough anchoring, the worm began squirming down my throat and I let go of it. It is moving with the same slow pace it did when it penetrated my pussy, back in the lab. Its wide girth is choking me, although it allows me to take short intakes of air as its body contorts. I feel temped to grab the creature and shove it all the way inside of me. Oddly enough, this feeling of asphyxiation only heightens my senses and increases my arousal even more.

My pussy is twitching frantically. I am getting closer to climax and I am not even touching myself. This is utterly amazing.

I am pretty much in shock as my orgasm explodes within me. I can feel the worm sliding down my esophagus, allowing me to breathe, but rather than taking a huge gasp of air, I am just staring into nothing, enjoying this haziness that is taking over my brain, preventing me to think; preventing me to do anything but shudder in bliss with no control of my body.

I am becoming addicted to this sensation of powerless surrender. But am I surrendering to this feeling? or am I surrendering to the worm, becoming a hopeless sex slave? My pussy is twitching so hard. My mind is going blank…

***

I spent the following hours sitting in the bathtub, reconsidering the whole point of my experiment. It is a difficult task, since the two worm segments are restless inside of me. They are making me cum every fifteen minutes without having to move a single muscle.

The aphrodisiac effect of the worm’s fluid is a given. I could make millions exploiting that. But there is a big possibility that instead of one, there are two worms growing inside of me. Each head developing a new tail, or another head! Maybe it is replicating itself. Which means that these creatures are made mostly of stem cells and my body is soaking in them from within. My original goal of finding a source to reduce or stop cellular aging is still on the right track.

For now, I just have to wait and see the evolution of my lovers…. I mean, the worms.

***

I have spent the last five days in an orgasmic haze. I keep showing up at the laboratory, just to avoid any suspicion that I am doing this reckless experiment, but can’t do anything productive.

I am able to reach strong orgasms just by staying put in my chair. I have to turn my face away from the cameras every time I felt another climax sneaking up on me. On one occasion, a coworker show up to invite me to a party and she left five seconds before my eyes rolled back in utter bliss. I am playing a dangerous game in more ways than one.

***

The doorbell rang and I rushed to open the front door. I know who it is. I found her profile on the web and she is perfect for the next stage of my plan. I’ve decided to take a small detour in my experiment and focus on another important matter: reproduction. Not mine, but the worm’s. I am absolutely certain that the two segments inside of me had become two complete worms by now. I want to create more.

This hooker, Karen, is unknowingly going to help me test both the aphrodisiac and the cloning property of these creatures. It is going to be awesome.

“Hi, please come on in.”

“Wow! I see that you are more than ready for me.” Karen responded when she saw me wearing only my bra and panties.

***

Oh God! Karen is really good at this. I have to admit that I was a little apprehensive at first because I have never been with a woman before. But she had made me cum two times already and she is still licking my pussy with true expertise and no signs of tiredness. Could it be that my vaginal juices are mixing with the worm’s secretions and they are working as an aphrodisiac? It is very possible.

She tastes so fucking good! I can’t get enough of her sweet juice! Karen thought.

I can feel the worms churning anxiously inside of my belly. I am sure they want to come out. I’ll cum one more time, and then we are moving to the couch.

***

Karen is waving her hips so sensually as I lick her pussy. I can’t believe I’ve never tried this before. Maybe I have always been bisexual and didn’t know about it. Maybe the worm is changing the way I think about sex. Is it possible that these strange creatures are stirring my thoughts? Are they starting to control my mind? I have so many questions.

“You are so good at this. You are going to make me cum.” Karen whispered.

My pussy is twitching so hard and I am feeling dizzy again. I can feel one of the worms squirming up my gullet. I can’t let Karen see it or she is going to freak out for sure. If she runs out of the house and tells the police about my little experiment, I’ll certainly end up in jail.

The worm is coming out of my mouth! It is now or never. I have to let it penetrate Karen’s pussy at once, before she sees it. But my body is shuddering so hard! I am cumming!!

“Please don’t stop! Make me cum. Keep licking my pussy.” Karen pleaded.

It is so hard to think. I am moving almost by instinct. My entire body is jolting violently but I managed to bend my head in the right way. The worm is in! The tip is penetrating Karen’s pussy!

“Yes!! Push that dildo deep inside of me. Make me cum, please.”

It feels so good to be sharing this bliss with someone else. The middle section of the worm had passed through my lips and the tip is anchoring itself on Karen’s cavity. It should divide at any moment!

“I am almost there! I am cumming!” Karen screamed.

The worm broke in half as expected and it is sinking deep inside Karen’s pussy.

I can see her body jolting in climax the same way mine is. Most certainly the worm is saturating her vaginal walls with stimulants.

If I am right, her orgasm should last not seconds but minutes. This will give me time to push the other worm inside of her body.

Karen has stopped talking and I can hear grunting and gasping. She must be feeling exactly like I felt in the lab, when the worm first entered my body. I wish I could see her face right now.

I can imagine how her brain is trying to figure out what’s happening within her pussy. How can a “dildo” provide so much pleasure? If she only knew that her life will never be the same after today. Nothing else will satisfy her like the worms do.

Karen have been twitching out of control for five minutes and it doesn’t seem that she will stop any time soon. I am also on the verge of climax, with my other worm dangling between my legs. It feels so good. I wish I could keep it there for a while longer…

But I know the worm is seeking for a new host. The need to share this mind-blowing pleasure is irresistible. The worms most multiply. It is good for my experiment. It is good for everybody.

I don’t think Karen knows what is really going on. I turned her body sideways on the couch, with her head hanging from the edge, and she didn’t complain at all. She just keeps mumbling that she wants more.

“Open your mouth wide Karen.”

I have noticed that the worm knows exactly where to go, reaching precisely for Karen’s mouth. It must have a clear notion of its surroundings. They are as intelligent as I suspected.

The simple fact that I am pushing another worm into a new host is enough to make me cum. My legs are trembling with orgasmic spasms but I am able to keep my hips in place, letting the creature slide out of my pussy and into Karen’s mouth. I know that, in a short moment, half of it will plunge back into my womb and then it will become whole again, filling me to the limit. This makes me so happy, and so horny.

***

A couple hours have passed. Karen and I are sitting on my couch, talking about the situation. She knows that there is something moving inside of her, but she is not as concerned as I thought she would be. She is looking at me with unfocused eyes, like she is in some kind of trance, and she keeps rubbing her clitoris.

I told her about the experiment, about my research. She barely listened to a word I said. And if she did, she didn’t care at all that there were giants worms growing in her belly. She even had a couple of minor orgasms while I talked. I suspect that these creatures are affecting her brain more than mine. I have to explore that theory.

“It feels so good…. How are you doing this?…” Karen asked with a soft voice.

“I’m not doing anything. It is the worms.”

In any case, I am going to tell her to move in with me for a while. It is going to take a couple of days before the worms regrow to full size. Then I will decide what to do next.

***

Without giving it too much thought, Karen and I called one her friends. We both have worms to share and having one more guest in my house won’t be a problem. Cynthia arrived shortly after. She was a little surprised to see us already naked, waiting for her, but she found this amusing, rather than intimidating. Cynthia will make a perfect host.

“Hi Karen! Hey, you started without me?”

“Hi Cynthia. Come in. You are gonna love this.”

I am so horny that my juices are dripping down my inner thighs. Karen most feel the same way. She is doing a good job covering her belly with her hand to disguise the bumps formed by the stirring worms.

The orgy started with Cynthia licking my pussy. That was all we needed to get her in the right mood. This time I payed attention and saw her eyes losing focus as she swallowed more and more of my fluids mixed with the worms secretions. These little creatures are definitely doing something to our brains. It is not only the aphrodisiac that make us horny. There is something else. I have to investigate this in the near future.

Karen extruded one of the worms from her pussy and shoved into Cynthia’s. She reached climax almost instantly. After that, we owned her. Now she is pushing her other worm into Cynthia’s ass and I am feeding her mine.

I am letting the worm slide out of my mouth and squirm down Cynthia’s throat. I am cumming hard while I do this and so is she.

I can’t explain it, but seeing her eyes roll back into her head as she becomes a new host is getting me more aroused than ever. It provides me with a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment that I never felt before.

As Karen pushes half of her worm into her friend’s ass, I am just realizing that Cynthia will be the first one to have three worms growing inside of her body. I don’t think this will be a problem. These creatures are very flexible and they will definitely find room inside of her.

But she will be receiving more stimulation than Karen and I, since there will be three full grown worms releasing chemicals inside of her. I wonder how she is going to react.

***

It has been almost two weeks since I shared the first worm with Karen. I am fully aware that this experiment is getting out of control, but I can’t stop. There are five women in my house already and all of us have three worms inside our bodies at all times. Two more women will arrive today. Sooner or later the neighbors will notice that something strange is going on here.

It has become clear to me that the worms are affecting our brains in a way that we stop caring about everything except pleasure and finding new hosts, in order to create more worms.

These creatures are parasites and they are using us to replicate themselves. Why couldn’t I see this before? Have I been so distracted, masturbating and fucking all the time, that I missed it completely? I have to do something to fix this… but first I need to share my worms with somebody.

Courtney, a young skinny woman, came into the bedroom, “Laura, come quickly! There is something going on downstairs.”

“What is it?!”

As I walked down the stairs, I could see something very strange happening in the living room. Tina, another new girl, was lying face-down on the floor and one of her worms was coming out of her mouth. This was to be expected, but oddly enough, she wasn’t extruding the creature into another woman. This had never happened before.

“Laura, you have to see this!” Cynthia said, kneeling beside Tina.

“What’s happening?”

I hurried down to get a closer look. Is it possible that Tina was carrying too many worms? I know that the worms are feeding from us. Maybe they can sense that there is a limit of how many of them one slim body can support.

When I reached the living room, I realized there is something more going on. The worm is not just coming out of Tina’s body because there isn’t enough room. It is merging into a shapeless formation of living tissue that is growing on the floor. I am so confused.

“Where did that come from?” I asked.

“I didn’t tell Tina to do this. She just did.” Cynthia explained that two of Tina’s worms came out of her body a few minutes ago and they merged together, melting into an amorphous creature.

Tina’s third worm was now in the process of joining the others. I am staring at this thing, trying to understand its purpose, and while I do this my pussy is twitching wildly.

This new development is getting me horny as hell and I don’t know why. For the first time since I let the worm squirm into my body, I feel like they are trying to talk to me. I have this ideas popping into my mind seemingly come out of nowhere. They are showing me that my worms, at least the detachable half, most merge with the others. It is impossible to resist them. I must do what they want, so they can make me cum again.

***

So far I have been telling myself that bringing more women and creating more worms is just part of my experiment. But this new and strange fleshy pod changes everything. All the girls, including myself, have an irresistible need to provide more worms for this growing formation. I have no idea what is happening inside of it. I wish I could take it to my lab and make tests, but moving it out of my house is unthinkable. I would never forgive myself if it gets harmed in any way.

I have noticed that some of the girls seem completely enthralled by this pod, which by now is five times larger than two days ago. They spend hours staring at it, motionless, sometimes with drool hanging from their lower lips, as if their minds are gone. I wonder if the worms are talking to them too. Telling them how much pleasure they are going to feel if they obey.

It has been five days since the worms began to merge together and now the pod is huge; one meter tall with a circumference of two meters. All of us are adding new worms to the formation every day and every night. I have groceries delivered to my house very often and we consume them with avidity. The more we eat, the faster the worms grow inside of us. Everybody is in a constant state of arousal, with the next orgasm just around the corner.

I am not sure where this is going but I don’t care anymore. There is nothing more important than taking care of the pod, helping it grow, helping it mature. I suspect than something wonderful is going to happen soon, but I don’t know what it is.

What is going on inside of you?

***

Suddenly, following a loud, squishy sound, an appendage emerged from the top of the pod. At first I thought it was a worm, but immediately became clear that it is something else. Something larger and longer.

Cynthia and I can’t believe what we are seeing. A long tentacle is waving in the air, right in front of us. Its skin is smother than the worms’. It looks like silk. The appendage moves slowly, as if it is sensing its surroundings.

“Oh my God!” Cynthia exclaimed.

“Wow! Look at this!”

We both are staring at it. I am sure that Cynthia is thinking the same thing I am. It looks like a long, fat cock. My pussy is gushing.

***

It has been a couple of hours since the tentacle emerged from the pod and we still don’t know what to do about it. When we try to touch it, it recoils, sinking a few centimeters back into the main bulk before coming out again.

“What is its purpose? It looks so… sexy.” Karen asked.

“I think we should stay close and wait to see what it does.” I responded, trying to hide the fact that I am clueless.

“What if I turn around and bend over like this?”

Cynthia had an idea that is provoking a clear reaction from the tentacle. She turned around offering her ass, and the appendage is slowly bending in her direction, getting closer to her.

“It is working! The tentacle is approaching your body,” I yelled.

“Stay in that position, Cynthia. I think it wants to fuck you!” Karen added excitedly.

Now I am trying to guide it into the right spot and the tentacle is allowing me to touch it. This is wonderful!

***

The tentacle is inside Cynthia’s anal cavity! I thought it was going to fuck her pussy but it went straight to her anus. I don’t know if it just penetrated the first hole available or if it entered her ass with a purpose. Whatever the reason, now it is fucking Cynthia!

“Holly crap! It is going really deep!” Karen stated the obvious.

“Stay put, Cynthia. Let it go as deep as it wants!” I said.

I don’t know how this is possible, but Cynthia must have one meter of the tentacle inside of her body. It is certainly adjusting its size to her inner cavities, in a way that occupies every space available without causing any damage or pain. Her moans clearly show the level of pleasure that she is feeling. This is so exciting!

I wonder what is going to happen to the worms that are still inside of Cynthia. She has half of a worm in her stomach, and probably full grown ones in her ass and her womb.

“How does it feel? I need to know.”

Cynthia is so overwhelmed that she can’t give any answer about her sensations. She is just grunting and making no sense. I guess this is to be expected, considering that the tentacle is still going deeper into her body.

“Another one!” Karen screamed.

I heard the squishy noise again and turned my head just in time to see another tentacle emerging from the pod! It is identical to the first one, but this new one is coming from the side. Karen is standing in front of it and I can see her nipples swelling. I know exactly what she is thinking.

***

Karen is on her knees, swallowing the tentacle, and it is sinking way beyond her throat into her esophagus. She is rubbing her pussy frantically, so I assume that the tentacles also have the same aphrodisiac properties of the worms. After all, the pod is made of worms. This is so crazy.

First worms replicating, now tentacles. What is next?

***

I need to figure out what is the purpose of these tentacles. It can’t be that they emerged just to provide pleasure for us, although, they are doing a pretty good job at it. There are four tentacles now and they are busy all day and all night.

When one of us can’t take any more, or pass out from sheer exhaustion, there is always another woman waiting for her turn.

I have made peace with the fact that my experiment is irrelevant now. It doesn’t matter if I never find the formula to stop aging. All I want is to have the pod’s tentacle inside of me. It is the only way that I feel satisfied; that I feel complete.

But there is something that worries me. Since the tentacles started fucking us, there are no more worms coming out of our bodies. I have a theory for this. Maybe our worms are merging with the tentacles the same way they merged with the pod.

Not only that, I also think that the tentacles are absorbing all the waste they can find inside our bodies. The pod is feeding from us!

The problem is that the pod is not growing any more! And even worse, the worms are not replicating themselves. Something is wrong! Do I need to bring more females? Has the pod reached maturity and it won’t get any bigger? I have so many questions.

But many of those questions were answered that same afternoon. Cynthia is telling me that she felt the tentacle getting thicker a few times. She never felt that before. Now she has an odd sensation in her belly.

“Something is different,” Cynthia said.

I had seen my abdomen bulge here and there while the tentacle writhes savagely inside of me, but I am looking at Cynthia’s belly now and this is certainly not the same.

I am touching Cynthia’s belly and I can feel them! A few distinctive bumps inside of Cynthia’s womb, as if she was being filled with eggs. That’s it! This is why the worms are not replicating themselves anymore. They created the pod, now the pod is creating eggs. This is a much effective way of reproduction.

“There it goes again,” Cynthia said, “It is pushing somethin…uggh… inside of me!”

“It feels like an egg!”

There are at least three eggs inside Cynthia’s belly. This is amazing!

Kneeling beside Karen, I can see a segment of the tentacle bloating while the large egg pass through. It is gliding slowly, as the tentacle contracts and expands, squeezing it forward.

“It is going to make me cum! One more and I’ll cum,” Karen whispered.

“I can see another one sliding towards you!,” I said.

“I can’t fit more inside of me. I am stuffed to the limit. I’m going to cum!” Cynthia yelled.

Touching the egg through the tentacle’s skin, gives me a better idea of its size, and it is huge! Almost as big as an ostrich’s! I can only imagine how it must feel to have it passing between my pussy lips.

I wonder why they are so big. The baby worm growing inside must be big too.

***

Cynthia’s belly is huge now. She looks like a pregnant woman. Maybe, in a way, she is. Cynthia is carrying the babies of the worm’s pod, like a living incubator.

“Wow! You must have a least five eggs inside of you.”

Tina is also being fucked by one tentacle but she doesn’t seem to be receiving any eggs in her womb. This is weird. Maybe the pod doesn’t have enough yet. I can’t wait for my turn.

Oh God! The tentacle is pulling out of Cynthia’s pussy and I can see one of the eggs protruding between her legs. It is slipping to the floor! Cynthia is the middle of climax and I don’t think she is even aware of it. I have to save the egg!

“Cynthia! There is one egg coming out of your pussy!”

I reached out just in time to catch it! The egg is not only big, it is heavy too.

***

I held the egg against a bright light and I can clearly see a little worm squirming inside of it. My pussy is twitching so hard just thinking about having my womb stuffed with worm’s eggs. I want to incubate them with the heat of my body.

“I must have six or seven of those in my belly. It feels wonderful!” Cynthia said, standing beside me.

“I can see it! I can see a small worm wiggling inside!”

“This is not fair,” Karen exclaimed, “The pod only pushed two eggs inside of me. Why is that?”

“My theory is that the pod is still in the process of creating new eggs. Sooner or later, our bellies will be full like Cynthia’s.”

The worms are definitely changing their reproduction method into something a lot more effective. I had never seen something like this in the animal world. We all must contribute to this task. We must help them reproduce and see what comes next.

***

Only 24 hours later, Cynthia is certain that her babies are coming out. Why would the pod use her as an incubator for only one day. It doesn’t make sense.

“Are you sure the babies are coming out? It is too soon!” I asked.

“I am completely sure,” Cynthia responded, “I can feel one of them moving down my vaginal cavity.”

I can see fluid gushing from her pussy. This liquid most be coming from the broken eggs.

Two little worms are now protruding from Cynthia’s pussy, competing with each other to get out first. They look exactly like the big worms, only half the size.

“God! You are right. Two of them are coming out!”

I can see Cynthia’s legs shivering. She must be on the verge of climax. It is totally understandable. My pussy is dripping wet just by looking at this wonderful event.

Since the tentacles absorbed the worms that lived inside of me, the foreign images that popped into my mind showing me what to do, are gone. I am not sure what to do with these little newborn worms.

“What am I supposed to do with you?,” I asked the little worm that I am holding in the palm of my hand, “I am guessing that your are hungry. I only know one way to feed you.”

My whole body shivers while I push the little worm inside of me. I have the sensation that I am not supposed to do this. This doesn’t feel right. I am so confused.

“Maybe you can show me what should I do. Please burrow into my womb and talk to me.”

I shoved three little worms inside of me, all in my pussy, and they settled cozily within my womb. They feel wonderful as they squirm and churn, but there are no images popping into my head yet. I only have this odd feeling of restlessness. I can’t be in one place for too long.

***

“He is doing it! He is pushing more eggs inside of me!” Karen exclaimed.

It is clear that the pod has developed more eggs and right now it is pushing some of them inside Karen’s pussy, completing the job it started earlier. She looks properly pregnant now. Karen is referring to the pod as “he”. Maybe I should do the same.

This irresistible need I have to move around, was the key to develop a new theory about the purpose of the eggs. It is so obvious. I don’t know why I couldn’t see it before.

“I think I know why the eggs are hatching so fast!”

The pod wants to use our bodies as portable incubators. I am sure that they could hatch here in my house without our help, but they want to hatch somewhere else. The pod wants us to disperse its offspring as far away as possible. Everything makes sense now.

“I could go to my place and give birth there,” Karen said between moans.

“Yes, but we could also go farther way, to another city, or another country at the other side of the planet.”

As I think about hundreds of worms providing endless joy to women around the world, my pussy can’t stop twitching. This is exactly what we are supposed to do.

***

Karen is ready to go back to her place and deliver the new worms there. She is going to give birth to seven or eight baby creatures in a couple of days. Karen has to make sure that they all find new hosts, so they can grow safely and eventually reproduce.

The little worms that I placed inside of me are growing very fast. I have instructed Karen to do the same, but one worm at a time. Then share it with another woman when the time is right.

“Make sure that nobody sees you when you arrive home, Karen. There is no easy way to explain your pregnancy.”

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of my little babies. Very soon they will be replicating themselves inside a beautiful, healthy woman.”

It makes me sad that I won’t be there to witness such a wonderful event, but I have to stay here guarding the worm’s pod.

I have to make sure that all the girls are carrying eggs and everyone goes to a different location. I am sending Courtney to California. I have selected a small, quite hotel where she can give birth and follow my detailed instructions.

“What do I do when I get there?” Courtney asked.

“You stay in the room until the baby worms hatch and emerge from your body. Then you know what to do.”

It is so obvious that Courtney is having a difficult time focusing on anything other than sex, but I am confident that her instinct to protect her babies will kick in when it is needed.

The girls’ loud moans and the squelching sounds of the tentacles squirming within their bodies are making it difficult for me to concentrate as well. But I will have more wonderful orgasms soon enough.

***

I have lost count of how many women have come into my house and left with their wombs completely stuffed with eggs. With the help of my worm-sisters, I moved the pod to the second floor. Here, hidden in my room, it will be completely out of view from prying neighbors.

“Deeper please. I want more!” A nameless young woman whispered beside me on the bed.

It has been several weeks since I injected myself and let the first worm burrow into my body. That was the moment when my life truly began. Now something different is happening. The pod extruded a massive tentacle, twice as large as the others. It called for me, not with words but with feelings. I reached climax just by seeing it.

Like a robot programmed to obey without question, I laid in bed and waited for penetration. I climaxed again when it touched my pussy lips and haven’t stopped cumming since. My body is being stretched to the limit, allowing the huge tentacle to settle inside my womb… and inside of my soul.

I have been like this for two full days and can’t get enough. Is this how I am going to spend the rest of my life? I can only hope.

I can’t explain it, but I sense that my entire body is becoming an alien entity. It is not possible to feel so much pleasure for such a long time without suffering the consequences. Yet it seems like I could go on forever, being ravished by a tentacle two times thicker than my own arm. Even more strange is that I don’t feel it fucking only my pussy. It feels like it is fucking every cell of my body. This is heaven!

***

I understand everything now. I have been chosen to be the center of a new era. We will bring unending bliss to the entire world and by doing so, we will conquer it. The worms will rule this land, the same way they rule my mind and my body. I am the worm.

The end.

Author’s note: There is a graphic (CGI) version of this story.

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The place I work at requires all employees to use their ID badges to enter the building; otherwise the door will not open to let them in. I work at the front desk and if an employee doesn’t have their badge, I issue them a temporary one. Over the past few days, I noticed this one female employee looking at me every time she came in the door. It was more than just a ‘hi, how are you look’ that she was giving me. I didn’t pay much attention to it at first, but after the third or fourth day, I began to notice it more. Then on that Friday, she came to my desk and told me that she thought she lost her badge, and asked if I could issue her a temporary one. I told her that I could do that, but I needed her driver’s license and a phone number. She was about five feet, six inches tall. She had straight brown hair, curled at the ends that went down almost to her shoulder blades, and what looked like a decent set of c-cup breasts. She was wearing a tight, button up pink shirt that accented her cleavage nicely, and tight black skirt that made her toned ass look even firmer.

“My work phone number or my cell phone number?” She asked me as she leaned on the desk on her elbows, and made it look like she was giving me a clear shot of her cleavage.

“Well,” I responded, hoping I wasn’t reading this wrong. “Give me both. I’ll write down your work number for the badge and I’ll take your cell number and call you later to see if you wanna go out or come over to my place.”

She told me both of the numbers; I wrote her work number in the book and her cell on a piece of paper and stuck it in my wallet. “My name is Katie, by the way.”

Jokingly, I looked up at her, “Yeah, I gathered that from your ID. Thanks. I’m Jeremy. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” I reached my hand out to shake hers. She had very soft hands and a fairly firm grip for a girl.

“Yeah, nice to meet you too.” She held onto my hand a little longer than a normal person would with a handshake, but I didn’t mind. “I’ll see you later Jeremy,” she said as she turned to walk to her office. I heard her high heels clack on the floor with each step she took. I sat back down at my computer, and looked her up on the employee database, she was an accounting executive assistant, which means she did all the busy work for the accounting executive and got paid pretty well for it.

The day dragged on and to make it worse, I kept looking at the clock, waiting and wanting it to move faster. But it didn’t. Lunch time came around and Katie walked out the door with some of her co-workers to go to lunch. As she walked past my desk, she turned her head, winked and smiled at me. The other girls she were with didn’t see this. About an hour later they came back in the building. Katie walked toward my desk, saying, “I’ll be there in a minute girls, I have to get another temp badge.”

“Another one?” I asked, standing up to greet her. “That one should work all day.”

She leaned on the desk again. I looked down at her chest for a split second then back up to her face. “Yeah, I know. It works fine, I just needed an excuse to stop and talk to you. So when is your lunch break? Do you get one or do you have to eat here?”

“I get a break. It’s kinda whenever I want to take it. Why? You just ate. Are you that hungry?”

“No, I just always see you here. I was just wondering if you got a break. Some people have to work through their lunch.”

“Yeah, I’ll take it soon. You wanna join me? I’m just going to the caf?ut you can join me if you want.”

“Sure, call me and I’ll come down.” Katie turned and walked into the building. As she walked away, she turned her head around, looked at me and started to sway her ass with each step. I smiled at her and went back to my work.

About another hour passed and I started to get hungry, so as I was walking to the caf? called Katie from my cell phone.

“Hello?” She said cautiously.

“Hi Katie, its Jeremy. I’m on my way to the caf?You said you would join me.”

“Yeah, I’ll be right down, just let me finish typing this form up.”

“OK. See you soon.” I told her and hung up the phone.

I got my food and sat down. I slowly started to eat. Ten minutes went by. Twenty minutes, then thirty. I was wondering if Katie was going to come or not. Then my phone rang, it was Katie.

“Hey Jeremy, it’s Katie. I am so sorry. My supervisor gave me more forms to finish before I take a break. I’m sorry. I promise I’ll make it up to you. I promise.”

“It’s OK Katie. Don’t worry about it. You’re at work. Things come up. Stop by on your way out and let me know what you want to do tonight. I’ll see you then.”

“OK. Sorry again. See you soon. Bye.”

“Oh, just to let you know, I’m gonna hold you to that promise.”

“That’s fine. Like I said, I owe you.”

“OK, bye.” I hung up the phone and finished my lunch.

4:30 came around and Katie came walking through the doors and up to my desk. “Excuse me sir, my feet are sore, do you have a chair I can use for a minute?” She asked me. “I need to fill out some extra paperwork before I go home.”

I rolled the unused chair around to the end of the desk. “Here you go. You can use this one.”

“Thank you,” she said and sat down. I glanced over at her as she sat down. I didn’t notice her stockings earlier. And I could have sworn that her skirt went all the way to her knees, not mid-way down her thighs. Oh well, I could have been mistaken. Katie crossed her legs like women do in a skirt. I looked again, I couldn’t help it. She was so pretty. “Hey Jeremy?” She asked.

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“Do you have some extra RP-12 forms down here? I thought I got enough, but I need two more.”

“Oh yeah, they’re right in this drawer.” I reached to the drawer that was at the end of the desk where she was seated. As I reached for the handle, she stuck her leg out, blocking my hand from reaching the handle and making me touch her calf. “Um, I need to get into the drawer if you need those forms.” I grasped her leg, gently, and started to move it out of the way. She wouldn’t let me move it to the side or down. Instead, she moved her leg up and rested her foot on the desk. I looked at her eyes and she motioned with them for me to look down. I looked down to her leg and followed it up under her skirt with my eyes. I saw the top of her stockings stop right above the bottom of her skirt. My eyes kept going and stopped on her naked pussy. Katie wasn’t wearing any panties. I could clearly see her shaved pussy. It looked as soft as silk. Her labia were a smooth mound with a nice slit right down the middle. I cleared my throat, looked up at Katie, and stuttered, “Uh, I’ll um, get you those forms now.”

Katie put her foot on the ground, leaned toward me and said, “Jeremy, I don’t need any of those, besides, I knew where they were, I just wanted to show that to you.” She reached down between her legs and slowly pulled her skirt up. Her legs were spread slightly apart. “So, do you like what you see?”

“Uh, yeah. I don’t want to sound like a prude, but I don’t think you should be doing that here Katie. I don’t want us to get in trouble.”

“Don’t worry Jeremy. I came down earlier than anyone else. They won’t be here for a while.” She grabbed my hand, “Come here.”

“OK,” I said. I rolled my chair closer to her and let her lead my hand up from her calf, over her thigh and up to her crotch.

“Go ahead,” she pushed my hand closer to her slit. “Touch me Jeremy. I want you to feel me.”

“Do you always dress like this? I mean no underwear?” I asked as I slid my fingers off of her thigh and over her labia. Her skin was just as it looked, smooth as silk. I looked over my shoulder to see if anyone else was coming through the lobby. The coast was clear. I moved my fingertips up and down her slit. I could feel a small amount of her juices on the tip of my middle finger.

“Not always,” she answered my question. “Only sometimes. I felt so bad that I couldn’t join you at lunch; I had to think of some way that I could try to make it up to you before the end of the day. I was sitting at my desk thinking of something that you might enjoy. Lots of thoughts went through my head and then I thought of this scheme. So I took my panties off at my desk, slipped them into my purse, and told my boss that I was going to take off early today. It’s Friday and I had all my work done.”

“Well, that certainly works for me. I’m glad you came down, but I certainly wasn’t expecting this.” I slid my fingers up and down her slit some more.

Katie brought her hands up to her shirt. “Do you think this shirt is too tight?” I looked at her shirt, specifically her chest, and noticed that the spots between the buttons were pulled slightly apart, either from the size of her shirt or the size of her breasts, or both. She already had some great cleavage going on, but decided that it wasn’t enough. She had the top two buttons already unbuttoned, but unbuttoned the third one down too. It seemed as if the shirt breathed a sign of relief from being stretched to the limit. As the shirt opened up more, I saw a pink bra that matched the shirt. “There, that’s better right?”

“I’ll be honest Katie, it was fine before, but if you want it like that, I’m not gonna complain.” I looked at her chest, and I could feel my pants starting to stretch in the front. As if seeing her perfectly shaven cunt wasn’t enough, I had her great tits right in front of me, ready to come out of her shirt. I turned to look again to see if someone was coming. “Oh shit Katie, I think someone just walked past the camera. I think they’re coming this way; you gotta put your stuff back to how it was and get on the other side of the desk.

“Or I could hide,” she said as she got down on her knees and slid under the desk. The desk was a semi-circle with an upper counter around 4 feet tall and the lower surface where the computer and all my papers were. Katie got under the desk quickly enough that the woman walking out the door didn’t even notice her.

Once Katie heard her exit the building, she poked her head out from under the desk. “All clear?”

“Yeah, you’re good.” I looked down at her and she was squatting, sitting on her heels, her skirt was hiked up and her legs were spread far apart. Again, I had a clear view of her smooth pussy. “Come on out.”

“Or I could stay here and no one would even know it besides you.” She moved over closer to me, still under the desk. She crawled between my legs and started to rub my thighs. “How about this? Is this OK?” She asked.

“It feels good, but I really think you shouldn’t be down there.” She slid her hands up my legs, and onto my semi-erect cock. I cleared my throat again as she started to massage my dick through my pants.

“Well then, this should feel better.” Katie moved her hands up to my belt, and started to unbuckle it.

“What are you doing?” I asked her as I put my hand on hers, holding it.

“What do you think I’m doing? I’m going to take your pants down.”

“Here?!” I asked her.

“Yeah, no one can see me. You just do your best to act normal when people walk by.” She moved my hand out of the way and resumed unbuckling my belt. She then unbuttoned my pants and slid the zipper down. My cock was getting harder now and Katie could see that because it was poking out through the opening in the front of my boxers. “Huh, I guess you like this even though your words say otherwise. It seems as though you need to relax a little Jeremy. I’ll see what I can do to help you do that.”

She placed her hand around my shaft as I slid the chair farther under the counter. Katie started to slowly stroke my cock. “Mmmmmmm, that feels nice Katie.”

“Ssshhh,” she told me. “Remember, you have to continue to do your job and act as if nothing else is going on. If you don’t, we WILL get busted and probably get fired.”

“Good luck with that one.” I tried to type the rest of my report, but it was kinda difficult to do while she was stroking my now rock-hard dick.

“Just do your thing and I will do mine.” Katie stroked me a few more times then stopped with her hand at the base of my cock. I could feel her breathing as her head moved closer to me. Then this warm and wet sensation overcame my cock. I looked down to make sure it was what I was thinking and sure enough, Katie had my hard-on in her mouth. She started to bob her head up and down on it as I picked my head back up and resumed typing.

The door opened from the offices to the lobby. “Goodnight Mr. Davies,” I said.

“You have a good one Jeremy,” he said. “See ya on Monday.”

“Oh I will, trust me.” He looked puzzled as he continued out the door.

Katie pulled my cock out of her mouth, “See that’s not so hard is it?”

“No, that’s not, but I am; and you’re not yet helping with that situation.”

Katie returned my cock to her mouth. Over the next few minutes, many people were walking out of the building. Each time someone walked by, we would exchange goodbyes. And each time someone left, I would look down and see Kelly, sucking on my cock.

Another man walked into the lobby, “Have a good weekend Jeremy.”

“You do the same Mr. Wellington.” It was Katie’s boss.

He walked over to the desk and asked, “So, what are your plans this weekend Jeremy?” He put his hands on the desk and leaned toward me slightly.

“I don’t, um, know.” I fumbled to find words. Katie’s mouth felt so good on my shaft. “I think I might just, uh, screw around. I don’t have any plans yet. I met this girl, so I’m gonna call her later and maybe go out this weekend.”

“Hey, that can make it more fun if you have a girls with you,” he said with a smirk on his face. I could feel my face getting flushed. “Hey are you OK? You look like something is wrong.”

“No, nothing is wrong right now. I’m feeling great. Thanks for asking.”

“No worries man. Hey, I didn’t ask you this, but what do you think of Katie? You know Katie right? She works under me.”

“Yeah, I know her. I didn’t know she worked under you, I thought she worked under someone else. She seems like a good girl. I like her. Why do you ask?”

“Well, I like her too. She’s a good employee, but she left early today. She seemed different. I couldn’t put my finger on it; I was wondering if you knew what it was with her today.”

“I uh don’t really know sir.” I mumbled. It’s really hard to have a conversation when you are having your cock sucked. “Oh, I remember. She came by and asked for some of those RP-12’s. I think I put my finger on it.” He had no idea about my pun. “She told me she might have to make something up to someone she let down. I think she was just anxious.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right. Well,” he said as he stood back up, “I’m the last one up there, so you can take off whenever you’re done there. I hope you have a fun time this weekend. I’ll see you Monday morning.”

“OK sir. I’ll finish up and get out of here. Have a great weekend.” He walked out the door and I rolled my chair back a little, letting Katie come out from under the desk.

She looked up at me, smiling, but never took my cock out of her mouth. She wrapped her hand around me and moved it up and down with her mouth. “That feels so good Katie, but that was the weirdest conversation I have ever had with anyone, especially your boss. That was a close call.”

She took my cock out of her mouth, “Ssshhh. I already told you that.”

“K, sorry. It’s just you and me here now.”

“I know, I heard him. That’s good.” She returned her mouth to my slippery dick, moved her hands down to her chest, and unbuttoned her shirt the rest of the way. Then she brought her hands up, slid my pants down past my knees and slid my boxers off too. When my boxers slid past my hard-on, it sprang up. Katie returned it to her mouth as she reached up and started to unbutton my shirt. She got all of the buttons undone, but couldn’t get my tie off. I loosened my tie and pulled it over my head as Katie slid my shirt off my shoulders and down my arms. I took my arms out of the sleeves, reached down and unhooked her bra. It slid off her breasts easily. I sat up a little, reached down and started to grab her tits. They were nice and big. Each one filled up my hand. They were firm too. “Do you like those Jeremy?”

“Yeah, I do. They’re nice and big.”

“Well, they’re all mine. No surgery here.” I looked back up at the camera screen and saw someone walking across the caf?oward the front door.

“Oh shit Katie, there’s someone coming. They just left the caf?They’ll be here any minute. What are we going to do?” I started to panic a little.

“Don’t worry Jeremy. It’s Jessica. She’s my good friend and I told her that I was going to try this. If she came by and I wasn’t here, I would be in the car waiting for her. But since I am here she can watch, if that’s OK with you. She likes to watch.”

“Sure, I know her. She’s cute too.” Jessica had about the same build as Katie, but had dirty blonde hair.

“Cute TOO? What do you mean by that?” Katie asked me.

“I mean exactly that. Why?”

“Who are you comparing her to?”

“Well, you, of course. Who did you think?”

“I don’t know.” Katie pushed my chair back and stood up. Her firm breasts were eye-level with me and her pussy was right there too. She looked over her shoulder just as Jessica was walking into the lobby. “Hi Jess. I’ve been waiting for you.”

“Sorry, I had to make sure Mr. Wellington left. He IS gone right?”

“Yeah, he left about five minutes ago. Jessica, this is Jeremy,” Katie said, looking at me.

“Hi Jeremy, nice to meet you,” Jessica’s eyes wandered down my naked body, and stopped at my cock. “Well, it seems you two are well acquainted. Katie, nice work. I thought was cute before, but without his clothes on is even better.” She moved her eyes back to my face and smiled at me. “Mind if I sit in this chair?” Referring to the chair Katie was sitting in.

“Be my guest,” I said. “Katie told me a little about you.”

“Oh she did huh?” Jessica giggled.

Katie moved closer to me, leaned down and kissed me, letting her breasts rub against my bare chest. She placed her hands on my shoulders, and started to crawl onto my lap. She sat on my lap, facing me, pushing my cock down between my legs with her ass. She started grinding on me. As she was doing this, Katie looked over at Jessica. Jessica was sitting in the chair, slouching a little, and was rubbing her breasts. “Hey Jess, take your shirt off.” Jessica was wearing a tight black low cut shirt and a plaid mini-skirt with black spiked heels to top off the look. She started to peel her shirt off over her head as Katie kept grinding on my cock. When Jessica took her shirt off, she revealed a black lacey bra that barely covered anything. It was more for support than anything. “Now isn’t that hot Jeremy?” Katie asked me.

“Yeah she is. This is tough; I am sitting here with two beautiful girls and only one of me.”

Katie turned to me and said, “I told you, she’s just watching this time.”

“I know you said that. But last time you said that you didn’t say ‘this time.’ What do you mean by that?”

“Guess,” she leaned in and kissed me again, this time she opened her mouth and dug her tongue into mine. I returned the kiss and brought my hands up to her chest, grabbing her firm breasts. Katie broke our kiss, stood up and turned my chair so I was facing Jessica about six feet away. Katie turned around, walked over to Jessica, kissed her, and then backed up to me. When she got back to me, she reached between her legs, grabbed my cock, and aimed it at her wet pussy and sat down, taking my whole shaft inside her. It was warm and slippery. She was so wet, after the first down and up on my cock, I was plenty lubed up. Katie went back down until she had my entire shaft inside her. I glanced over at Jessica. She had one hand on her tits and the other hand was rubbing her pussy. Jessica had taken her shirt, bra and underwear off. She just had her mini-skirt and shoes on. Katie, still all the way down on my cock, was grinding back and forth on me. I reached up, grabbed her nipples and started to pull on them. She started to moan a little and I could feel her juices flowing more as her pussy was tightening up. “I love it when my nipples get played with. Don’t stop Jeremy.”

I kept pinching and pulling on her nipples as I twitched my cock inside of her. She gasped and jumped slightly. Katie leaned back on my chest and arched her back. Her head was on my shoulder and she started to kiss and bite my ear. I moved my left hand down to rub her clit. We were both moving in sync with each other. Jessica put her left foot up on the desk opening her legs up. I was about to turn my eyes away from her and back to Katie when she inserted two fingers into her snatch. My eyes were glued on her crotch. I pushed my cock as far as I could into Katie when I saw Jessica finger herself. Jessica noticed this and said, “Oohh, I think someone likes this Katie.”

Katie, feeling my cock throbbing inside her, picked her head up and looked at Jessica. “Yeah, it sure feels like it.” Jessica leaned her head down and started to lick her nipples but she never let her fingers out of her wet pussy. I could see the juices seeping out of her. “Jess, that is so hot honey. I wish I could be your fingers right now.”

With that, Jessica stood up, her hand still buried in her snatch, and walked over to Katie and I. Jessica took her hand out of her crotch, grabbed Katie’s hand and guided it to her wet slit. “OK, be my hand then. I’ll be yours.” Jessica put her foot up on the desk next to Katie and I as Katie slid two fingers into her pussy. Jessica’s hand reached down and found mine on Katie’s clit. She moved my hand out of the way and picked up where I left off, rubbing Katie’s clit. When Jessica started doing this, Katie really clamped her pussy down on my cock which made my balls tighten up.

Katie started to moan louder and grind faster on my dick. “Oh my God! That feels great Jess. Keep rubbing my pussy.”

“Katie, I’m about to cum.” I looked up at her but her eyes were closed so tightly and she was so focused on Jessica rubbing her, I don’t think she heard me. “Oh my God Katie, your pussy is so tight.” I could feel the cum rushing from my balls up my shaft.

“Jeremy,” Jessica said. “I want you to cum in my mouth. Let me now when you’re gonna cum.” She brought her other hand down and started to massage my balls.

“Keep that up and it’s gonna be real quick!” I was pumping as hard as I could into Katie now. She started to moan even louder with each pump of my cock. Jessica’s fingers were rubbing her clit even faster. Now Katie started to scream. Her free hand went to Jessica’s chest and she started to grab her nipples. Pinching and pulling on them hard. Katie leaned forward, put Jessica’s breast in her mouth and started to suck and bite on it. “Holy shit Jessica, here it comes!” I yelled. Jessica got down on her knees, grabbed my cock and pulled it out of Katie’s pussy. She put me into her mouth and started to suck me dry. I pumped load after load of cum into her mouth as she stroked my shaft. Her tongue danced around the head of my dick. I brought one hand back to Katie’s pussy, and rubbed and pinched her clit a little more. Soon she was writhing and moving in ecstasy on my lap.

Jessica finished sucking all the cum out of my cock and placed her mouth around Katie’s pussy. Katie screamed, “Oohh, here it comes! HOLY SHIT!” Jessica grabbed Katie’s ass and pulled Katie into her open mouth. Katie started convulsing on my lap.

After a minute or so of this, Jessica pulled her head away from Katie and said, “Damn girl. That was a lot; almost as much as Jeremy. It sure tasted good going into my mouth though sweetie. Jeremy, did you know that Katie was a squirter? Hot huh?” Jessica licked her lips, then grabbed Katie’s hand and licked her fingers dry.

We were all breathing heavy and I said, “Wow girls. That was amazing! I don’t know if I have ever cummed that much before. Jessica, I thought you were just going to watch. I’m not complaining by any means, but…”

“But what? I couldn’t resist tasting you two. I love to watch, but I also love the taste of cum sliding down my throat. Besides, if you were sitting where I was, you wouldn’t be able to resist either. That was one of the hottest fucks I have seen in a long time. Just watching your rock-hard cock stretching Katie’s pussy like that, oh my God! That was great!”

Katie stood up slowly off of my lap, she bent down and picked up her clothes. She started to put her bra on, but Jessica grabbed it out of her hands, “You won’t need this dear.”

“I won’t?” Katie asked, puzzled.

“Nope. I was thinking we could go over to my place and you could show Jeremy what that pole is for in my basement.”

“Really? You want me to strip for him?”

“Wait, you have a stripper pole? That’s awesome!” I said, wide eyed.

“Yeah,” Jessica replied. “I have one in my basement with neon lights and the while bit. And no, Katie, I don’t want you to strip for him. I want you to strip for US.”

We put our clothes back on. “I’ll meet you in the parking lot,” I said. They walked out; I went over and set the alarm, walked out and locked the building up. As I walked out to my truck, Jessica and Katie were waiting in their cars. “I guess I’ll follow you?”

“Yeah, try to keep up. I drive fast. Especially if I know I get to have a strip tease when I get home.” Jessica started to pull out of the lot as I got into my truck, started it and fell in line behind Katie.

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this chapter takes place around a year before part 01

Warning this story features themes of murder, rape, and slavery if you don’t like stories with these please leave now.

All sexual active characters are over 18.

Galactic Vendetta part 05

Part A, The enslavement of a princess.

Princess Kirsten was living in a nightmare her mother and her were just captured while trying to escape the kingdom. They were almost to the the transport when the Confederation troops surprised their bodyguards.

After they killed the bodyguards, her mother and her were tied up and had hoods put over their heads. Now they were being taken to, god know’s where.

When the hood was pulled of she was alone in a room with Cassandra bourgeois. Why was the daughter of the new Chancellor of the Neos Confederation here? Where was her mother and father? What was going to happen to them?

What followed was repeatedly being questioned about if her brothers were still alive. She told them over and over they were dead. However no matter how many times she told them they didn’t believe her.

When the questions stopped she was made to dress in her finest gown and lingerie. What were they going to do to her? Why did they want her dressed up like this? Where new questions she had but she didn’t dare ask them. Especially given the smile Cassandra bourgeois was giving her.

Soon she stood in an ankle length dress that showed of her cleavage, long white gloves, and behind her, tiara a large white bow holding her long blonde hair in an ponytail. Underneath had on white lace panties, bra, stockings, and garter belt. As soon as she was dressed bourgeois called for the guards.

As they entered they gave her a look that made her shudder. Before she could even consider what was next the guards grabbed her holding her arms as bourgeois opened a bag. To her horror she pulled out slave shackles and a collar.

She tried to struggle but they held her to tight as put shackles on her wrists. Her struggling stopped as her arms were secured behind her back. Soon the princess wore a matching set of shackles on her ankles.

She could only weep as the collar was placed around her neck. She’d heard of these collars once, in place they couldn’t be removed. Once the collar was in place, a leash was attached and she was lead from the room.

At a intersection of the corridor she was met by a group men leading her mother. Her mother was in a slave collar and shackles the same as her. The men handed her mother’s leash to bourgeois as they were dragged outside.

As they were lead into a courtyard they saw soldiers and Confederation dignitaries assembled. When they reached the center of courtyard they saw Chancellor bourgeois standing behind a kneeling man.

Princess Kirsten was horrified to see, the man kneeling before the chancellor was her father. Her fears increased when she saw he had been badly beaten. What she didn’t know was the worse was yet to come.

Councilman Jason Presscotte was one of the dignitaries in the courtyard. He had watched the final assault on Heliopolis while hiding his disgust. The brutality shown by the Confederation forces was appalling.

He watched the soldiers executing any Heliopolis soldier they captured. He saw how they raped and enslaved as many of the women as they could. Now he was watching as the last of the royal family was destroyed.

God he hated the man that now controlled his government. God he wished it was the chancellor on his knees beaten and bloody. However he did dare oppose him.

Even if the Chancellor was able to pass the blame, onto Heliopolis it was really him that had murdered his own son. He also suspected he had his father in law killed on Orion 3 to take over the government. Then there was the assassin named Saracen standing next to him.

The man that destroyed Orion 3 to kill one man. The man was without remorse or pity and would kill anyone that got in his way. With that scum by his side the chancellor’s control was absolute.

What happened next tested the bounds of his discretion. He watched the chancellor give a thumbs down motion to the two female captives. The soldiers surrounding them began to close in.

Princess Kirsten and her mother began screaming as the soldiers grabbed hold of them and started tearing their clothes off. Soon they were only wearing their high heels, stockings, gloves, and garter belts.

They then were bent over as Cassandra bourgeois branded them. Kirsten then was forced to watch the soldiers gang raped her mother. As she knelt watching the soldiers take turns defiling her mother Cassandra came up behind her and forced her to look at her father.

She could only scream as she saw the chancellor pull on her father’s hair tilting his head back. Then taking a knife from his assassin proceeded to slit the king’s throat. As her father’s life left his body,the chancellor continued to cut. Only stopping when he held, the king’s head up for the crowd.

Cassandra had to grab the princess as she tried to collapse. This wasn’t to give, her any sympathy. As she was forced to watch her mother’s rape. She thanked god when that ended and they were taken from the courtyard.

If she would of known, what was planned for her. She would of wished, they murdered her too. She figured she would be taken, to some dungeon or cage but she was taken to Cassandra’s room.

As the princess cowered in the corner, Cassandra began undressing. It was painfully obvious, what Cassandra’s plans for the new slave were. As Cassandra sat on the bed and spread her legs, Kirsten could only weep.

” Slave, get over here and eat my pussy.” Cassandra ordered.

Kirsten began weeping harder, as she crawled over to the woman that had enslaved her. Part of her, wanted to resist but after seeing what happened to her parents she didn’t dare. She instinctively knew, this woman would do horrible things to her if she defied her.

Once Kirsten was between the legs, of the vile woman her face was shoved into her snatch. Before she could do anything, Kirsten felt a jolt of electricity pass through her nerves. As the excruciatingly, painful experience was repeated over and over again. Kirsten, could only scream into the pussy pressed against her mouth.

It wasn’t till Kirsten was on the verge of passing out that the torture stopped. As she knelt there, barely conscious the order was repeated. There was no hesitation, as Kirsten began licking the pussy before her as there was no tomorrow.

As Cassandra felt her slave girl, get to work she put down the pain stick. She had enjoyed the sensations, she felt as the princess screamed into her pussy. Of course she also loved, putting the little bitch in her place.

“Slave you have three minutes to get me off or you’ll learn what real pain is like.”

Cassandra told, the crying slave between her legs. Hearing this Kirsten, doubled her efforts to pleasure this evil woman. As her tongue probed her pussy, Kirsten wondered why was this happening to her.

Her and her family, had always lived to help the people. Now, her family was gone. Now she was a slave, at the mercy of this woman forcing herself on her.

Cassandra was amazed, by the skill that Kirsten used on her. This girl had definitely, eaten pussy before. It was only, a minute in and she could feel a orgasm building.

Kirsten felt a wave of relief, flood over her as she saw her lesbian rapist reach climax. As Cassandra’s cum covered her face, Kirsten thanked god she wouldn’t be tortured anymore. Unfortunately for Kirsten, Cassandra got more enjoyment out of seeing her in agony then the sex.

Cassandra got a lot of enjoyment, out of Kirsten that night. Kirsten on the other hand, spent the night pleading for mercy, between screams of agony and preforming degrading sexual acts. Immediately after, her orgasm Cassandra started torturing Kirsten.

During brakes in Kirsten’s torment, Cassandra would question her. When the sun rose the next morning, Kirsten didn’t have a secret left to divulge. She told everything from, state secrets to the fact she and her sisters had a lesbian relationship.

Kirsten was a sobbing wreck, curled up on the floor when Cassandra finally finished with her. She had just given Cassandra, another rim job as light began entering the windows. She was kissing, Cassandra’s feet and thanking her for using her as the guard entered the room.

The last Cassandra saw of the princess, the guard was dragging her down the corridor by her hair. Cassandra broke out laughing as the screaming slave was taken away. She was still laughing, as she dressed and went to report to her father what she learned.

Part B

The life of a slave girl.

Kirsten woke in a panic, as she frantically looked around she realized she was locked in a small cage. Her last memory began to come back to her. She was being, dragged away by her hair when she passed out.

She looked around, again and saw that she was in the cargo hold of a ship. Her cage, was one of many stacked along a bulkhead. To her horror, all of them had a enslaved woman in it.

Looking at herself, she saw she was wearing a chastity belt. As she looked at the other slaves, in the cages she saw so were they. She realized, all the slaves in the cages must be virgins like her.

As this realization hit, she heard women screaming around her. It was then, she saw that there were even more slaves chained to the deck. Then to her horror, she saw that the ships crew were raping several of the women.

As she looked around the hold, she prayed she didn’t recognize anyone. It was bad enough, that this was happening to her but she didn’t want it to happen to her friends to. However her prayers were in vain, when she saw several of her servants as well as her mother amongst the captives.

Looking at these women, she saw that none of them were wearing chastity belts so she figured they weren’t virgins. This assumption was confirmed, during the trip as everyone of them was repeatedly raped. Her mother, must of been raped five times a day she swore.

Just because they didn’t touch them, didn’t mean the virgins didn’t suffer. Everyone of them, had a vibrator incorporated into their chesty belt. So as they watched, the rape of the other slaves they were forced to orgasm over and over.

Then there was the fact, they weren’t allowed out of their cages even to use the restroom. So every time one of them had to relieve, themselves it was onto the slaves under them. The lucky slaves, were the ones in the top row of cages.

Unfortunately, she wasn’t one of them. When they finally arrived, she had lost track of how many times she had been urinated on but it was a lot. Just before she was taken, from her cage the slave above her got her one last time.

Her humiliation from this, wasn’t lost on the crew as they took great satisfaction, every time she cried out from this degradation. The things they said, every time it happened were worse then being urinated on.

She struggled to her feet, as she was pulled from her cage. As she felt weak legs, she wondered how long she had been locked in the cage. It had to been weeks, maybe even a month. She suspected, they had been taken to the Confederation capital as war trophies.

She remembered hearing, that it took around a month to make the trip. The way her legs felt, she was convinced it probably had been a month. By the look of the other virgins, they were suffering similarly from this confinement.

She was surprised, when her and her mother were allowed to wash themselves. As the other slaves, were just hosed down. She came to understand what was happening, when they were also given clean stockings, gloves, and garter belts to wear.

They had just put on their high heels, after brushing their hair when they were restrained again. As her arms were secured, behind her back Kirsten didn’t dare resist. Even when the men, started to grope her.

This was when she finally learned, what was going to happen to her and her mother. As one of her captors, was squeezing her breasts another said how he wished he could bid on her at auction. The one holding her, responded that he could always visit her mother at the brothel she was being sold to.

When the captain came down, he yelled at the men to quit fooling around and to get the slaves ready for the market. Kirsten heard the screams, of some of the other slaves as they were hit with pain sticks. Some were tortured, for resisting and others were for the amusement of the crew.

Kirsten fell to her knees, as she was hit by two of the sticks simultaneously even though she wasn’t resisting them. As she was roughly, pulled to her feet a chain was attached to her collar. Soon her and her mother, were in the lead of a line of slaves chained together by their collars.

Once every slave, was chained together they were lead off of the ship. They all were sobbing, as they were lead through the streets towards the slave markets of the Confederation. The citizens of the city, lined the streets as the naked slaves were paraded through the streets.

The humiliation Kirsten felt, was indescribable as her body was on display to the crowd. They were stopped, when they reached the city’s brothels. She could only watch, in horror as her mother and the wives of the kingdoms nobles were lead through the doors to a life of forced prostitution.

She wasn’t, even able to say good bye to her mother. For as soon as the lines, were separated Kirsten’s group were moving again. Soon Kirsten saw her destination, as the gates of the slave market came into view.

Kirsten’s fear, had overridden her humiliation as she saw three slaves bent over in pillories. As she got closer, she saw that they had been brutality whipped. When she looked at their pussies, she could see they had also been brutality raped.

She later learned, these three had tried to escape and this was to serve as an example to other slaves. They were, to stay in the wooden bondage being used by any passing man till they died. By the looks, on the condemned slaves faces she could tell their minds were long gone.

Kirsten said, a silent prayer for them as she passed by. That horror, was pushed aside as they entered the market. As she entered, Kirsten saw five stages and two large cages. This was when, she was separated from most of the other slaves.

As her and the other nobles, were lead one way the rest of the captives were taken to the cages. They were divided, again when they got to the cages. The virgins, went into one and the rest into the other.

Her group, on the other hand was lead to the center stage. Once on the stage, the were forced to kneel along the edge. They had been split, into two lines at this point. Each group was on both sides, of the narrow portion of the stage that extended out into the crowd.

This, was called the bidding stage. Everyone of them, would be taken onto it and sold to the highest bidder. They were only placed, where they were so the buyers could examine them before the auction.

Once they were kneeling, their collars were chained to the stage. Her and the other’s, chastity belts were then removed. Occasionally one of the handlers, would walk the lines making them keep their legs spread so their pussies were accessible for examination by potential buyers. Her and the others could, only whimper and cry each time one of the men and a few women examined their bodies.

Almost nothing, was off limits during the inspections. Kirsten had, her mouth checked and fingers shoved up her ass hole. Her pussy, was the main focus of the bidders. They all talked, about how they would be the first to take it.

One fat man, in particular filled her with dread. He talked about, taking her on the stage in front of the crowd and the other slaves. He said how he would, saver her screams as her virginity was torn from her body.

Kirsten was actually, thankful when the auction started as it got these people away from her if only for a little while. Part of her knew, one of these people would soon own her and whoever it did was going to do horrible things to her. She just had, to be thankful for every minute till it was her turn.

Unfortunately, she didn’t have that long to wait. She didn’t know, that it was decided she would be the first one sold. The slavers figured, buyers would hold back on bidding on other slaves in hopes of buying her. To keep that, from happening she was going up for bidding before any other slave.

Kirsten, was unchained and roughly dragged onto the bidding stage. Once she was on the stage, a slaver held her by her hair. This was when, they started her auction. The auctioneer, started out by introducing her.

“Gentleman, what we have here was Princess Kirsten Elizabeth Vissor now it’s just a slave to be used for your pleasure. It has a vary, low pain tolerance so you will have a lot of fun making the bitch scream. Now, this bitch is a virgin so we’ll start the bidding high. So without any farther, delay let’s start the bidding on this little bitch.”

They held her tightly, as the bids went higher and higher. To Kirsten’s horror, the fat man kept out bidding every other bidder there. Soon he had won, the auction and Kirsten was now his property.

This man that she despised, was now her master. She could only weep, as her master paid for her. After he had paid, he ran onto the stage and grabbed her by her hair. Her screams soon filled the market, as she was lifted off her feet by her hair.

This was only the beginning, as she was thrown onto the stage. As she landed on her back she knew, what was coming he was going to rape her in front of everyone. Her screams started again, as he pulled out his dick and climbed on top of her.

Her screams only intensified, as he drove his dick into her as hard as he could. He was determined, to make this as painful as possible as he bent her legs over her body as he was ramming is cock into her. She felt like he was going to tear her in two, with the ferocity of his thrusts.

Her only respite came, when he let out a loud grunt. She could feel, his vile seed leaking from her battered pussy as he climbed off of her. Her torment was only beginning, as he grabbed her hair again and pulled her head to his crotch.

A twist of the handful of hair he held, elicited a another scream from her. This was the opening he wanted, as he forced his cock into her mouth. She fought the urge, to vomit as the cursed appendage was thrust down her throat.

Her dismay was only increased, as she heard the crowd cheering her rape. She was wishing for death, as he pulled his dick from her mouth and threw her back down. He soon, had her on her stomach and was back on top of her before she had a chance to contemplate what was next.

Her screams, as he drove his dick up her ass hole brought an new wave of cheers from the crowd. This time, she was convinced he was trying to tear her in two as she was impaled by him. The pain, from this caused her to drift out of consciousness.

She came around just as he fulled, her bowels with his cum. Kirsten was a sobbing wreck, as she was pulled from the stage. As she looked, back she saw the next slave brought out to be sold. The horrified expression, on the slave’s face almost rivaled her own.

Kirsten took one last look, at the slave standing in the blood left behind from her rape and began weeping again.

Kirsten had just been kicked, awake by her master. She didn’t know, how long she had slept but it hadn’t been enough. She got to her knees, as quickly as as she could. She then bowed, down to her master as she awaited his orders.

It had been three months, since she was sold to him and her situation had gone from bad to worse. Her master, who she learned name was Joe Dirtreck had taken every opportunity to torment and demean her. She, was raped multiple times a day.

He had also had invited, others to use her as their personal cum receptacle. She, was shown no mercy by him. He would torture, her even if she didn’t do anything wrong.

Each night, before she slept she would pray for an quick death for she was convinced this man would slowly torture her to death when he tired of her. Her life was one, of fear always wondering what he would do to her next.

Last night, he had let six other men take turns with her. This was made worse, when they finished with her they let a dog rape her. After the animal finished, with her she was told how that she was now a true bitch.

Soon a leash, was hooked to her collar and she was forced to crawl ahead of him like a dog. He lead her outside, into the street wondering what he would do to her now. The only thing, she did know is she wouldn’t like whatever he had planned.

As she crawled, through the busy streets she didn’t even notice her nakedness anymore. Life as a sex slave, had stripped any sense of dignity from her. She no longer cared, who saw her like this.

She soon realized, what was happening when they reached their destination. Part of her, was thankful when she saw the brothel in front of them. Spending the rest of her life, as a brothel slave was an improvement to being his fuck toy as he had named her.

Once through the doors, she was taken away by one of the superior slaves or madame as they were called. She was lead to the basement, to be cleaned up. From what she was told, she was going out on the floor immediately after they finished.

As she was washed, she was told the rules. She would present herself to the customers, in a submissive posture. She will maintain, that posture until she is chosen by a customer. Once chosen, she will be taken to a room to please the customer.

The customer’s satisfaction, is guaranteed. If she fails, to do this she will be punished. Once the customer is finished, with her she goes back on the floor to wait for the next one. The floor slaves, were out on the floor for sixteen hours each day. They would spend, the rest locked in small cages in the basement.

She knew she wouldn’t, live to long here but even this was preferable to being that man’s fuck toy. As soon as she was dry, she was lead back upstairs and put on the floor. As the madam walked away, Kirsten knelt with her legs spread and her hands on the back of her head waiting for her first customer.

Joe Dirteck, was currently tied to a chair. It had been a month since, he sold the princess and now he was being tortured about her location. He would of told the man that just cut off, his balls if he hadn’t recognized the emblem on the knife.

When he saw the grim reaper, holding an dead mans hand he knew who this man was and that he was about to die a slow and painful death. His thoughts were proved true, when thirty six hours later what was left of him was finally allowed to die.

As the fat slug, finally died his torturer quietly left his home and headed for the star port. An hour later, an aggravated Prince Steven lifted his ship from the planet. This mission, had been a serious disappointment for him.

Not only was he unable to rescue, his sister or Lady Marie. To make maters worse, he couldn’t even locate them or even confirm if they were still alive. As he entered the jumpgate, he thought the only thing he had been able to do was kill the bastard that raped Kirsten. He wondered, if he was feeling the same thing that Morgan had last week when he failed to save those scientists.

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This is the second story that I’ve written guys, please give me some feedback and if you like it let me know and I’ll continue it. My last story didn’t get to much but I may continue that one as well so without further ado here we go!

It was early Monday morning as the sun started to peak through the shuttered blinds of her room. Liah would grumble as she rolls over burying her face into her pillow, her tail swaying slowly beneath her blankets as she lets out a small sigh. “I don’t wanna wake up.” She whines to herself and lets out a small huff before she throws the blankets off of herself, swinging her legs off of the bed before stretching and standing up, a small sigh escaping her small form with a small purr. Liah wasn’t much of a morning person but once she got into the swing of things her mood seemed to go back to its normal self. Usually she was a happy girl that was energetic and curious about many things, but when she first woke up she could be pouty and as sassy as anyone else.
Walking over to the mirror after a moment of stretching, Liah checks out her reflection, her large baggy Panic at the Disco shirt covering her smooth pale skin all the way to just below her perky rear. A small glimpse of her silky pink panties could be seen as she giggles trying to fix up her bed head a little bit. “I guess today’s the day.” She smiles widely to herself before nodding, running off to the bathroom and jumps in the shower. Today she had made plans to meet up with her roommate that she was going to be sharing a dorm with at college. She felt that meeting them beforehand would be a good idea and make the two of them less awkward around one another.
Thoughts flood the neko’s mind while she was in the shower, her waist length black hair soaked through while her matching ears flick from the water pouring against them, a low purr still rumbling from her chest. She quickly gets herself cleaned up and does her hair before heading back to her room, putting on the clothes that she had laid out the night before. She had chosen a pair of short jean shorts that had a slot for her tail in the back and a black top that had a small band that went around the waist, the bottom of the top flaring out in small pleats much like a skirt would. Giggling and happy with the look she takes a deep breath, double checking that she had everything, keys, phone, wallet, purse, it all seemed to be there as she blushes biting her bottom lip. “Well here goes nothing.” She mumbles.
The two of them had planned to meet up for breakfast and would spend the rest of the day getting to know one another. Neither had planned much with the other for what they were wanting to do besides the meal, however, and that made Liah a little nervous that things were going to get a little bit stale or stagnant between them. Locking the door behind her, Liah would be going over a few more thoughts as she walks down the suburban street where she lived, heading for the downtown shopping and restaurant distract. The city where she lived wasn’t the biggest of them all but it was large enough to have its own mall, movie theater, and shopping street. It was cozy and made for a good visit and the ability to relax and enjoy yourself without feeling crowded, she loved it.
Hurrying down the street Liah would make her way toward the restaurant, Broken Eggs it was called, and was known for having the best breakfast in town, though their other food was also very good. It was at this point that Liah found herself getting nervous, her palms sweating a little bit and her ears twisting and turning this way and that. Meanwhile her tail would sway behind her, small mews escaping her lips from a nervous tick she had always had. Biting her bottom lip she takes a deep breath and walks in the front door to the stewardess that was waiting. “H-hi.” Liah stammered out before calming herself a little bit. “Reservation for two under Liah or maybe Angie?” Angie was her roommate and had been the one to reserve their table.
“Ahh here it is.” The stewardess smiled softly to her. “It seems she hasn’t arrived yet, would you like to be seated while you wait on her?” Liah gives a nervous nod before returning the smile. “Yes miss, that would be very appreciated.” The neko replied her tail starting to sway a bit more normally before letting out a small sigh. Maybe she was being nervous over nothing? As the stewardess led her to the table, Liah would look herself over again, her small A cup breasts not even requiring her to wear a bra always had her self-conscious but the fact that she had such a smooth stomach and thin waist gave her a bit of pride. The stewardess, Jamie was her name, turned around and notices her looking herself over and raises an eyebrow. “Don’t be so nervous sweetie, you look great. I’m sure your date will love it.” She gives another smile and giggles softly.
Hearing this being called a date Liah couldn’t help but blush, her entire face feeling like it was on fire as she tried to stammer out her response. “I-it’s not a date!” She accidently speaks to loudly making a few of the customers look toward her which caused her to be even more shy, her tail curling around her waist as her ears press flat against her head. “She’s just my roommate at college and I wanted to meet up before then so we could get to know one another.” She mumbles very self-conscious at this point from all the staring.
Jamie gives her one last smile before handing her a menu and nods her head. “Alright dear, don’t worry I was just teasing you a little bit because you looked so dressed up and cute.” She pauses for a moment. “Now then, can I get anything started for you while you wait for her to show up?” She asked with a tilt of her head. Thinking about it for a moment Liah turns the menu over to look at the drinks. “I’ll just take some strawberry limeade for now if you don’t mind. I’ll wait for food until she shows up.” Jamie wrote down the drink order and heads off to get that filled.
Liah, now alone, looks herself over once more before she finally starts to settle down, her hands folded nervously in her lap as her eyes shift around the room from one table to the next. A few minutes go by before Jamie returns with the drink, setting it down on a napkin on the table before flashing a winning smile and walking away swaying her hips. Liah couldn’t help but notice the body of the amazing brunette, her long curly hair hugging her round face, rolling down her back in the smooth rolls that had just the right amount of bounce that brought hair to life. She lets out a small sigh shaking her head and takes in a deep breath. Just as she did she felt a pair of hands get put over her eyes.
“Guess who?” A somewhat familiar voice sounds out from behind her as her entire body seemed to stiffen up, the fur on her ears and tail standing on end before the hands slid away. “So cute! You just tensed up like that all worried but it was so adorable!” The voice said before swinging around and plopping down in the chair across from her. “Oh I’m sorry, I guess I should introduce myself, it’s me Angie.” She smiles happily before letting out a small laugh. “You were easy to find and describe so the stewardess told me I could just come right over.” She explained the question that seemed to be formed on Liah’s partially opened mouth.
Liah squeezed her hands in her lap as she studied the one across from her, taking in her pixie cut red hair that was longer on the right side then the left, her septum pierced with a small hoop and several earrings going up the side of her ear, including small gauges in her earlobes. Liah couldn’t help but smile taking her in more and more, noting her body and her wonderfully shaped chest, all of it made her blush as she realized she was starring and looks away. “O-oh well I’m glad that you recognized me Angie, I was a bit worried that some stranger had just come over here and was trying to hit on me or something. Happens a lot you know?” Raising an eyebrow she finally looks toward Angie and offers her a small smile in return.
Angie nods her head before she leans back in her seat. “Well now we’ve at least met and I know you weren’t lying when you described yourself to me.” She muses out as she reaches over taking a sip of Liah’s drink. “Whoops, sorry I hope you don’t mind, I kind of take stuff without asking at times, wanted to see if that was worth getting or not.” Liah looks between her glass and Angie, shrugging it off. “We are going to be roommates soon, we will be sharing more than drinks most of the time probably so I don’t mind, just try to ask when you remember.” Liah seemed to be getting more comfortable already as Angie gives her a sly smirk. “Done deal little kitten.”
Being called kitten made her blush again before looking away. Just in the nick of time, Jamie walks back over with the menus. “Now that everyone’s here, why don’t I get your orders hmm? Oh and I’ll also need your drink order miss.” She points her pen at Angie. Looking over the menu for a moment it wasn’t long before Angie was ready, Liah had already picked out what she wanted but waited. Seeing that Liah wasn’t going to go first Angie spoke, “I’ll go with the French toast and home style omelet with some sweet tea to drink please, light on the ice.” With that Angie closed her menu and looks expectantly at Liah.
Blushing slightly again, her shyness never seeming to go away fully. “I’d like the mixed berry crepe please, and on the side some hash browns.” This time both girls raise their eyebrows at her. “That’s quite the interesting combo.” Angie mutters making Liah hide behind her menu. “Shut up! I like the sweetness of the crepe but it’s not filling enough so I get some potatoes to eat as well.” She bats at Angie with the menu who laughs, Jamie plucking it up from her joining in as well. “Alright you two, I’ll have that right up.” Walking away Jamie would hum lightly to herself.
“So Liah,” Angie started without hesitation, “What is it you like to do in your free time? It might give us some ideas of where to go and what to do today.” She leans forward and places her elbows onto the table. Having anticipated this question Liah looks over at her and starts to list a few things off, explaining how she liked to read, write, listen to music, walk around outside, shop, hang around relaxing with friends, sunbathing, going to the beach, as well as working out a bit. As she listened Angie would simply nod without saying anything before finally speaking up. “Well then, maybe we can go clothes shopping or something after food and then hit up a movie or something later tonight, or the music store. I know some great bands I could show you if you want, though I don’t know how much you’ll like the music I’m into.” She teased the innocent looking kitten as she points to her piercings and hair style.
Liah shrugs her shoulders and takes a sip from her drink. “That sounds fine by me.” She mumbles after a moment. After this the two of them took the time to get to know one another, their likes, pet-peeves, dislikes, interests, hobbies, habits, anything that they thought would be useful to know about one another, only taking a break when their food showed up and Jamie flirted with them both. Liah couldn’t help but notice at these moments when Jamie stopped by that Angie’s eyes would linger on her for a little bit too long as she walked away. It made her giggle to herself glad to see it wasn’t just her that was interested.
With the bill paid up and their bellies filled they leave Broken Eggs, stepping out into the bright afternoon sunlight as Angie stretches. “Man, that was good, I should come here again some time.” She mumbles rubbing her stomach before looking over at Liah, a goofy smile upon her lips. Liah giggles and nods her head. “Sure we can come back here sometimes and enjoy the town, I love it here!” She seemed a lot more comfortable around her now that they had talked and reaches over grabbing Angie’s hand. “Come on, I know a great little shop to show you! I’m sure they will have some stuff even you like.” She looks Angie up and down teasingly, eyeing the tight jeans that she wore and the simple white blouse that had buttons down from the collar about the quarter of the shirt, fitting the punk looking girl loosely. “Though your outfit doesn’t seem to match your style currently.” She points out.
It was Angie’s turn to shrug as she smirks. “Well you see, I figured I should dress up a little bit today rather than wearing my usual rags since we were meeting for the first time. So many of my clothes have tears and holes in them that I didn’t know if it would be alright going to that place with them on and sitting here. They kinda are more party clothes if you know what I mean.” She rubs the back of her head and looks away making Liah giggle as she pulls her along. Just down the street Liah stopped, pulling Angie into the store, instantly the sound of punk music filled the air as she smirks. “You see, you can’t judge people by what they wear! I love punk as well as a bunch of other music. As long as it’s not classical I’ll give it a go.” She says rather proud of herself before walking over to some of the shelves looking through it all.
The store had a large variety of clothes for sale, all the way from normal every day shirts and pants to those that were more in style and current with fashion and of course underwear, bras and lingerie. Angie raises her eyebrow looking around at how much the store had to offer and murmurs out loud. “You wouldn’t be able to tell this place was like this from the outside, I guess you’re right, you can’t judge something by what you first see.” This made her smirk before she heads over to a rack of clothes and hums along to the song as she looks through them, tapping her foot to the beat. Liah takes note of this but also realizes her own tail was swaying to the song making her laugh as she pulls a few shirts off of the rack and some matching bottoms. “I’m going to go try these on, wanna give me your opinion?”
Hesitating for a moment Angie shrugs her shoulders and heads over to in front of the changing rooms, Liah having already disappeared inside. When she came out she was wearing a black shirt who’s collar had been stretched out so it was draped over one of her shoulders, small tears here and there giving small glimpses of her pale flesh. She wore a pair of matching skinny jeans that had tears along the front of the thighs, the bottom edge was fringed and frayed. “Can you believe we have to pay for something that looks this worn in?” She tilts her head to the side.
Laughing again Angie once more shrugs. “Yeah I guess it is, I’ve never really thought of it that way but it looks good on you.” Pausing as a realization dawned upon her. “You aren’t wearing a bra right now are you?” She asked just above a whisper, an amused smirk spreading across her face as she takes a step forward. Liah immediately realized her mistake with picking this shirt and covers her chest stammering. “W-well I don’t really need one so I was just doing what was normal and comfortable for me.” She turns around and tries to hide her blushing face. “Oh it may not be required but I’m sure they’d look great on you, they aren’t all just for functionality you know.” Walking over to one of the shelves that had some lingerie, she riffles through them all until she finds something and turns around. “Put this on and let me seeeeee!” She almost squeals out ordering Liah.
The little neko takes the bra and panty combo and blushes at them looking at Angie with a confused look. “There’s no way in hell I’m walking out of there wearing only this.” She shakes her head and stamps her foot acting a little bit childish. “Fine then,” Angie retorts. “Just tell me when you have them on and I’ll come in after you and see what they look like.” Liah opened her mouth about to speak but closes it after a moment, silently nodding and turns around, locking the door behind her with a solid click. Angie could hear the sound of clothing sliding against skin coming from inside as Liah stripped off her clothes and tried the new ones on, though looked hesitantly at the panties wondering just how many girls had done the same thing. Sighing softly she slides her own off and slips the new ones on, looking at herself in the vertical mirror in the room with her, posing a bit as almost every inch of her pale smooth skin was displaced, contrasted against the lacy revealing black bra and skimpy panties. The clothes alone already had her face feeling like it was on fire before she reaches over unlocking the door.
The sound of the click snaps Angie out of her thoughts as well as her focus on what was going inside of the room that was out of her sight and steps forward, her hand shaking a little bit as she reaches for the knob. Grabbing it and opening the door, she quickly steps inside and shuts it behind her, standing almost face to face with her soon to be roommate. Angie’s jaw almost hit the ground as she saw Liah standing there, holding the elbow of one arm, her ears pressed flat against her head, tail curled around her smooth flat stomach, and her blushed faced turned down while she bit her bottom lip. A low groan escapes Angie’s lips as she swore to herself realizing just how bad of an idea this was.
It was at that moment that Liah narrows her eyes a little bit and then looks up into Angie’s eyes. “Angie, what’s that?” She points down toward Angie’s crotch where a rather large bulge had started to appear. Swearing out Angie shakes her head and groans. “God damnit, I should have guessed seeing you like this would have caused this but I thought I could control myself or maybe you wouldn’t be as cute as you looked with your clothes on!” She swore a few more times before shaking her head, placing a hand upon it as she sighs. Meanwhile Liah was biting her lip and found her eyes drifting down again and again to the bulge.
“A-are you a boy then, or you know, a trans?’ She asked trying to not to be insensitive but didn’t know how else to ask. This made Angie laugh and shake her head. “Oh god no, I’m a girl Liah, though I have both, you know, a pussy and a cock.” She scratches her head a bit before thinking it over. “I think what people are calling it now a days is a Futanari, though many people still just go by herm.” Shrugging her shoulders Angie seemed to wave it off, though Liah wasn’t going to let it drop that easily. “W-well Angie, you’ve seen almost all of me so maybe umm… maybe you could return the favor and let me see you?” She tilts her head to the side making a cute face, her ears perking up a bit as she holds her hands up.
Another groan escapes Angie’s lips as she sighs. “Oh alright.” She grumbles and reaches up to unbutton her shirt a few buttons before she slides her hands down and grips the hem of it, lifting it up and off of her head smoothly, shaking out her short hair before reaching down, undoing her bottoms, sliding them off with shakes of her hips. What she revealed was a matching set of bra and panties that were purple in color with quite a bit of design as well as some see through material on them. Liah’s eyes rolled over her breasts which must have been large C’s if not small D’s before rolling down to the large bulge that was barley contained by the panties she wore. “How do you keep it in there?” She asked in wonder.
“Well, I honestly got really lucky that it didn’t pop out this time.” Angie gives her a straight forward answer and shifts around a little bit feeling herself growing harder by the moment. Scratching her nose she coughs to try to get Liah’s attention, which she managed to pull away from her length for a moment. “Well have you seen enough yet Liah?” Hearing Angie actually ask this made her blush rather darkly as she bit her bottom lip and looks away before she mumbles something. Raising an eyebrow Angie leans in cupping her ear. “What did you say Liah?” Her smirk returned to her lips.
Liah shakes her head before drawing in a deep breath speaking quickly. “I said I’d love to see more if I could!” She said it just loud enough for Angie to hear but no one else. Reaching behind her, Angie locks the door to the changing room and reaches up and behind herself, undoing the clasp on her bra before sliding her hands forward, cupping the material in her hands as she winks. “Alright, but if you want to see more you are going to have to let me see more.” Liah nods her head without thinking agreeing to the offer as Angie lets her bra fall away from her body, a giggle escaping her lips. When it finally hit the floor Liah noticed that Angie had each of her nipples pierced, small bars that were going through each of them made her lick her lips a little bit.
Angie kept her eyebrow raised and reaches down, slipping her thumbs into the waistbands of her panties and slides them down her silky thighs nice and slowly. It was obvious that this girl went tanning in the nude often as she didn’t have a single tan line on her body, making Liah shiver, her face growing even more hot as the thick throbbing length of Angie’s futa cock finally sprung free of its prison. Her legs instinctually start to rub against one another as she was getting wet slowly but It grew more and more the longer she stared. Angie snaps her fingers in front of Liah. “Hey little kitten, your turn, no free shows.”
“O-oh alright.” She chirps out and reaches up hastily sliding the bra off to reveal her perky A cup breasts and then reaches down pulling her panties down her body to reveal her hairless, tight lower lips that were just beginning to shine with her juices. She felt very embarrassed to be seen like this but does her best not to show it before standing fully upright, showing herself off to Angie, even doing a small spin, her tail swaying nice and slowly, a soft mew escaping her lips. “That’s a good kitten.” Angie almost murrs out as she licks her lips, her length throbbing in excitement as she took in her form.
Liah looks between it and Angie, she had found out she preferred being with girls, having fooled around a few times but nothing like this. Seeing such a thick length on such a beautiful girl had her body melting and feeling like it was on fire, her eyes shifting over her again and again as she lightly pants. It was like she was being forced into a heat before she drops down in front of Angie. “I’m sorry.” She mumbles before gripping the base of her shaft and takes the thick head into her mouth, moaning out as she closes her eyes. Her free hand instantly disappears between her legs as she started to rub and finger herself.
“Holy shit!” Angie groans out and tilts her head back, placing a hand against the wall of the changing room to brace herself as she felt her legs almost give out from the sudden shock. “Damn girl you could have said something fist.” She saw Liah in a completely different light as she watched the neko pant around her length, taking her deeper and deeper with each bob of her head. Liah would whimper a bit which only succeeded in sending vibrations into Angie’s thick length, making it jump until she pulls back with a rather loud pop. “D-don’t blame me, it feels like I’ve been forced into heat here and I have to do something to stop it.” She manages to say before she moans, the fingers working away at her pussy filling the small room with the wet sounds of her slit along with her thick scent.
Angie shivers and grins. “Well I’m not going to object to some free head.” She muses out. No sooner had the words left her lips were Liah’s lips wrapped right back around her length, working from tip to base, her tongue tracing each and every vein it could find as she moans out softly, her large eyes looking up toward Angie, her nipples hardening upon her perky breasts. Angie would bring her one hand down to gently stroke Liah’s head, guiding her further and further along her length, pushing her cock deep into her throat as she holds in another moan, not wanting to get found out and kicked out of the store. Swearing to herself she bucks her hips forward, eliciting a moan from the horny kitten before her. “Oh I’m going to love being roomies with you if this is how things are going to go.” She whispers out and grips a handful of her hair, starting to thrust.
When Liah felt the thrusts really starting to take hold, she takes her hand off of the base of Angie’s length and braces herself on her thigh, holding herself steady as she opens her throat, swallowing and sucking around the wonderful rod that must have been at least seven and a half inches long slamming into her again and again. Being such the good girl that she was, she pushes her head forward to meet each of the thrusts, her nose mashing against Angie’s crotch each time she thrusted forward, small sounds and wet squelches escaping her throat and mouth each time Angie moved. Liah was enjoying herself quite a bit, her sweet nectar dripping down her thighs as her own hand words faster.
Angie tries to keep pace with the way that Liah was fingering herself, her hips pumping forward faster and faster as her moans grew in volume until she had to bite her own bottom lip to keep them from being heard. She shakes her head a little bit and digs her fingers into Liah’s hair all the more, her cock throbbing and leaking precum, swelling up a little bit to show she was getting closer and closer to the edge as the little kitten worked her over like no one else had before, her tongue tracing along the underside of her girthy length, rolling and swirling around the entirety of the shaft before tracing the underside of the crown of her cock, with each pump of her hips.
It wasn’t much longer until Angie thrusts into Liah’s mouth and tilts her head back, her body tensing up as she started to shoot rope after rope of thick, hot cum into the kitten’s mouth, whispering to her. “Drink up your milk little kitten.” She giggles and looks down to see Liah nodding and blushing lightly, swallowing it all obediently as she shivers, her fingers working herself over more and more. Angie was surprised that she hadn’t cum yet with how she was working herself but soon was glad that she hadn’t.
Liah licks her lips clean of the excess cum and kisses her tip a few times before standing up, bending over. “I need it Angie, please?” She asked cutely as her ears press against her head, her tail lifting up. Angie couldn’t resist what was presented before her and slips forward, her well lubed cock covered in Liah’s spit brushing against her dripping slit. “We aren’t going to have to worry about it not being ready enough, that’s for sure.” She gives the kitten’s ass a firm spank before pushing her hips forward, a low moan escaping her lips while Liah cries out, “Nyahhhhh.” A shiver running through her body, Liah arches her back and squeezes down on what had already slipped inside of her quivering love tunnel.
Both girls gasp out at the same time from the feeling of being slid into and being squeezed down on, Angie pushing her hips forward more and more as Liah backs up towards her a little bit. “N..nyahh it feels so much bigger when it’s down there then in my mouth.” She pants out softly as she wiggles, getting used to something so big being pushed further and further inside of her. Angie, unable to hold back any longer, grabs ahold of Liah firmly by the hips and pushes forward in one fluid motion, her entire length disappearing into the neko as she groans and moans at the same time. Liah nearly screams out at the feeling of being taken so suddenly, biting down on her arm as she looks back, glaring at her as she pants through her nose, keeping her mouth there just in case.
It was a good thing that she did because after getting used to being so deep inside of Liah’s tight pussy, Angie wanted more and slowly started to pull out of her, not stopping until only her tip was left inside. With her usual cocky smirk she thrusts her hips back forward, repeating this again and again, each time getting a little bit faster until the clapping sound of her hips meeting Liah’s ass echoed off of the walls of the small room, their combined panting breaths making it stuffy in there, their bodies starting to sweat together, shining gently in the soft light of the room. Shuddering a little bit, Angie reaches forward and grabs ahold of Liah’s arms, pulling her back so she was forced to look up and turns them to face the mirror. “You see, that, you see the face you’re making Liah? Remember this because you’re going to be making that face a lot more often once we move in with eachother.”
A soft grunt escapes her lips as she gives an especially rough thrust, their bodies slapping against each other firmly while Liah whimpers no longer able to bite down on her arm and moans out almost constantly, trying as hard as she could to control the volume as her eyes were glued to the scene she saw in the mirror. Her slender body, covered in a thin layer of sweat getting pounded into by her beautiful roommate while her juices dripped down her thighs, her tongue hanging out of her mouth a little bit and her tail swaying happily. The kitten blushes and mews out. “M-more, harder please!” Angie was all too happy to oblige the kitten as she again starts to draw almost all the way out of her but now angles her hips so that she was pushing out towards that slender, pale skinned stomach of Liah’s and then slams forward as hard as she could.
Liah’s eyes almost roll into the back of her head as she basically screams out. “Oh god yes!” her stomach bulging out a little bit from the length that was being slammed into her. Rocking her hips back again and again, she matches each of Angie’s powerful thrusts, their bodies in perfect sync. Angie trying to rut deeper into the kitten’s body, the kitten’s tight pussy milking the thick cock that was plowing into her and taking her, trying to draw it deeper and deeper. Both girls were in a state of utter bliss as Angie leans down, whispering into Liah’s ear. “You’re my kitten now.” She bites down onto her neck marking her. This makes Liah moan out. “NYAHHHHHHHH!” Her body couldn’t take it as she finally came and came hard, her pussy squeezing down and clamping onto Angie’s length, her juices almost spraying out of her as she moans and pants, twitching as her body convulsed from the force of her orgasm.
Even though Angie had just come not too long ago, the force of Liah cumming had her slam her length as deep as it could go into the kitten, claiming her depths as she started to cum with her, filling her with her seed, marking her as she pants against Liah’s neck. The two of them stayed like this for some time, panting sweating messes covered in one another’s juices and cum. Liah giggles after a while and slides off of Angie, blushing deeply as she did so. “S-sorry about that, my animal side kinda took over.” Angie shakes her head and steps right up to Liah, pushing her back against the wall and stares deep into her eyes. “Don’t you ever apologize for doing something that great again. Next time you do, I’ll beat that perky ass of yours until you can’t sit, got it?” Liah blushed deeply and nods her head biting her lip.
Her eyes scan the room looking at the mess that the two of them had made, Liah sighs and pouts a bit. “It looks like I have to buy those panties and bra now, your cum got on them and so did mine.” This made Angie burst out laughing as she grins and shrugs. “Well at least we know they look good on you.” She reaches out giving Liah a spank on the ass making her jump as the two of them quickly cleaned up, Liah putting her old panties on hoping that the cum wouldn’t leak down her legs as she struggled to walk out of the changing room, letting Angie go first then her a little bit after. The area around them reeked of sex and they hurried away after paying for a few clothes as well as the bra and panties set for Liah. They were glad that no one had noticed the commotion that they had made, or so they had thought since no one had said anything.
The rest of the day was uneventful for the two of them, teasing one another, talking more about their likes and so on, but this time more sexually than anything and when it was finally time to part ways, they gave each other a deep lingering kiss that made Liah whimper and not want to pull away. Angie had to push her off and shake her head. “I’ll text you alright?’ She gives her a sly smile and walks away, hands in her pockets and whistling while Liah heads inside and finally cleans up from their fun that day, eagerly awaiting the text from Angie.

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