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A sinister little creature is looking for a breeding partner

Bug Control
By Homealone_447

It was late at night and the janitor was almost done with his chores at the Center of Biological Research. As usual, he cleaned the containment room last because that place gave him the creeps. There were hundreds of glass containers with all kinds of small creatures that he had never seen anywhere else. Some of them looked like rodents, some other looked like insects but according to the janitor, they were all very ugly.

When the janitor was half way across the room, he saw that one of the containers was open. He hesitantly got closer, using his mop as an improvised weapon. The container was empty.

Good, one less ugly creature, he thought.

*****

Not far from there, a strange looking insect was climbing a wall, getting closer to an open window. The bug was the size of a rat, with a pale green exoskeleton, four thin legs, a scorpion-like tail and a couple of flexible antennas that look like small tentacles.

The creature used his sensitive antennas to follow a thin trail of CO2. With a little luck, this would lead the bug to a suitable target.

A few minutes later, the intruder was climbing silently on Miranda’s bed.

Miranda was a slender brunette with tanned, silky skin that contrasted perfectly with her beautiful green eyes. She was tired from a stressful day at the office and she didn’t feel anything when the creeping insect walked over the pillow, getting closer to her.

The bug touched her head slightly, testing, ready to run away in case it was necessary. Miranda shifted her position but didn’t wake up.

The creature moved one of its tentacle-like antennas closer to Miranda’s head. Then, with almost imperceptible movements, the proboscis entered her ear, careful not to disturb her.

When everything was ready, the bug emitted strange microwaves that dispersed within Miranda’s skull. The electrical signals that normally traveled through Miranda’s brain began to change. New neuronal connections replaced the old ones, creating new patterns of behavioral control that would fit perfectly to the insect’s requirements.

Miranda dreamed of herself. She was lying on her bed very still. It felt good to stay immobile for a while. From time to time, she heard a sweet lullaby song that her mom sang to her when she was little.

As the dim light of dawn filtered through the window, the bug retrieved its antenna from the woman’s ear and slowly moved away, searching for a safe place to hide during the day.

*****

One hour later, Miranda woke up feeling rested and energetic. She sat on her bed and for a second she felt a little dizzy. This odd feeling quickly went away.

Underneath the bed, the bug detected movement and started signaling.

Miranda heard some sort of cricket singing. For moment she thought it came from outside, but it was too loud, it sounded too close.

The cricket must be inside the room, she thought.

It didn’t sound like anything she had heard before. The singing echoed inside her head and a disturbing way, creating goose bumps all over her skin. She felt dizzy again and decided to search for the insect and get rid of it.

After a while of looking around the room, Miranda gave up trying to find the bug. She sat on the dresser, admiring on the mirror her new sexy underwear. She fixed her bra, briefly touching her nipple with her finger. Miranda let out a soft gasp from the blissful feeling that radiated from her breast. She hadn’t realized until now how aroused she was.

Miranda massaged her breast for a moment while her quiet moans mixed with the sound of the bug singing in the background.

The sexy woman moved her hand down; sliding beneath her panties and reaching her sensitive clitoris. Just the slightest touch sent a jolt of bliss that rippled across her entire body.

She rubbed her middle finger up and down along her soaked vaginal lips as her arousal increased every passing second. The bug’s song resounded louder in her head, almost in sync with her sighs of pleasure.

Miranda’s fingers moved faster and faster until her excitement reached the point of no return. There was nothing else that mattered in the world but the delightful feeling radiating from her pussy and the alluring sound of the bug echoing in her head. Her orgasm was so close now… she rubbed her clitoris one last time and…

“Aaaghh!!”

Miranda shuddered in mindless rapture, climaxing harder and more intensely than ever before. Her legs trembled out of control as her pussy twitched over and over with overwhelming intensity. The woman tried in vain to grab on to something, preventing her fall.

Moments later, she sat on the ground with a grin of satisfaction. It had been the best orgasm of her life and she didn’t even try so hard.

After she recovered, she walked into the bathroom to take a shower. The bedroom was silent now.

*****

Late in the afternoon, Miranda came back from work and began to undress. It was very strange that even out of the house; she thought she heard the cricket singing around her, as if it was inside of her head.

After a light snack, Miranda got ready for bed. She remembered the great orgasm she had in the morning and smiled. Maybe she could do it again tomorrow.

Not even five minutes after Miranda fell asleep, the bug climbed on her bed, approaching her body silently like the night before.

The bug extended its flexible limb, reaching Miranda’s head and probed into her ear. The transformation continued…

Miranda started to dream again. She saw herself lying on bed. The room was dark and something was moving around her. She could hear fingertips taping on the floor. She began to feel uneasy but she couldn’t move. She shouldn’t move. It was imperative to stay still. Suddenly, with no apparent reason, Miranda’s pussy twitched sending a pleasurable wave across her body. She began to relax. She started humming a song; the cricket’s song. Miranda lay peacefully for the rest of the night.

*****

The slim woman woke up the next morning to hear the bug already singing. But this time she wasn’t going to waste time trying to find it. She moved her hand down to her crotch and pushed a finger into her pussy.

Ten minutes later she arched her back while her eyes rolled back just an instant before she exploded in another mind-blowing climax. She grabbed the sheets tightly with one hand while the other continued to pump three fingers in and out her pussy until she completely lost control of herself. Her body bucked and shivered on the bed with spastic contractions as her head bobbed with the rhythm of the music played for her by the unseen bug.

Two minutes later Miranda was still unable to think clearly. Her body jolted softly every few seconds from the aftermath of her earth-shattering orgasm.

Only after she took a long shower, the wooziness faded away and she was able to go to work. This time, she almost couldn’t wait to come back home and lay on her bed again.

*****

One morning, after several days of following the same routine, Miranda was sitting on her dresser, listening attentively to the beautiful song of the bug. It had been two hours since she woke up and she was still deciding if she should go to work or stay here, in her room, enjoying the sound that made her feel so good.

Suddenly the song changed, a loud sound with a different pitch reverberated in the room, in her head, everywhere!

Miranda opened her eyes wide as her mind blanked out completely. She entered in a deep trance. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t think. She just sat limply on the stool, waiting for something to fill the void in her head.

Slowly, the bug appeared from behind a pillow, moving to the center of the bed. Miranda couldn’t see it. She was staring forward with unblinking eyes in a slack face.

The bug lifted its head and made a finely tuned sound that traveled in the air and entered Miranda’s head. A thought formed in her subjugated mind…

“Stand up!”

Miranda stood up rigidly, like a robot, her wide open eyes still staring into nothing.

The bug made another sound that was instantly translated in the woman’s brain… “Come near me!”

Miranda walked closer to the bed.

The bug sent her another command… “Sit down and lie back!”

Miranda sat down and laid back.

Within the haziness or her enthralled mind, the tanned woman felt the bug’s tendrils touching her head, but far from feeling frightened, she enjoyed an unconscious anticipation.

The insect moved her agile antennas to each side of Miranda’s head and pierced both her ears. Immediately, the relentless microwaves reverberated from left and right, colliding in the middle of her brain and accelerating mind-bending process.

The void in her empty mind was suddenly filled with three words than made her nipples swell from elation. “You are host”

Miranda’s pussy twitched.

The words repeated over and over, resounding in her skull, down her breasts and ending in her twitching pussy.

“You are host”, twitch…

“You are host”, twitch…

Despite her expressionless face, Miranda’s whole body was shivering with a growing fire that followed the rhythm of the bug’s impulses.

It didn’t take long before Miranda reached her peak and exploded in climax. Her eyelids closed a little while her eyes rolled up completely. The rest of her body remained completely immobile, riding the forceful orgasm with rigid euphoria.

During this moment of bliss, any barrier that lingered in the woman’s mind was destroyed and the subduing process was completed. Now Miranda was at the absolute mercy of the bug.

With a sound that made perfect sense, the new slave was ordered to spread her legs.

She did.

The greenish insect climbed slowly onto her abdomen and walked backwards until it reached Miranda’s pelvis. Then it curved its scorpion-like tail, the ovipositor, aiming to the woman’s pussy, barely touching her warm outer labia. Miranda’s hips jolted involuntarily. The bug slid the appendage along her pussy, finding her tight vaginal cavity and penetrated her!

“Ahh!”, Miranda moaned.

The ovipositor entered the female’s body as deep as possible and without any hurry, started placing small, round, eggs directly into her womb.

When the impregnating process was completed, Miranda climaxed again. Her body shuddered spasmodically while the contractions in her pussy suctioned the last eggs further inside.

*****

The days passed and the bond between the bug and the woman grew stronger every day, just as her belly grew bigger with the embryos developing inside of her.

Several times a day, the insect climbed Miranda’s body to reinforce the connection. The woman’s pussy was already jolting even before the bug pushed its antenna into her ear.

Finally, the gestation period was completed. Miranda could feel the unborn insects moving inside of her, pushing their way down her uterus and sliding along her vaginal cavity, stretching so delightfully that she wished they could stay inside of her forever.

But the newly developed bugs were eager to get out. A slimy substance leaked from Miranda’s pussy while the first creature revolved between her outer labia, increasing the woman’s arousal even more.

When the first bug glided down to the floor, Miranda was already shivering from her first orgasm. The second unborn insect rubbed her inner walls urgently, following his brother. This prolonged Miranda’s climax that would not end until the last bug was out of her contorting body.

*****

A few days later, Miranda was in her living room having a cheerful conversation with her best friend Sarah, a cute blond that work with her at the office.

Sarah was drinking a special drink that Miranda had prepared for her and she wondered why there were so many crickets singing so loud nearby, as if they were inside the house.

Moments after she finished her drink, the drugs kicked in and everything became blurry.

*****

Now Sarah was lying on Miranda’s bed. Her blue eyes stared into the ceiling, unblinking, empty. Her receding mind was struggling to understand what was happening to her. She could feel the tiny tendrils plugged into her ears and she could hear a persistent echo that seemed to seduce her.

Sarah’s nipples were about to burst from the excitement. She wasn’t sure if this overwhelming blissful feeling was originated by the beautiful sounds that reverberated in her head or by the fact that Miranda was attached to her pussy, licking her clitoris like a true expert.

In any case, it didn’t matter. By the end of the day, Sarah’s only source of pleasure would be to mindlessly obey the bugs.

She would be host.

Sarah climaxed.

The end.

Note from the author: There is a free graphic (CGI) version of this story. You can get it here http://www.3dmonsterstories.com/FreeBugControl/index.html

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Another story I found years ago. Again, not one of mine.

Megan had been there only four days and already she was
home-sick.

It hadn’t been her idea to go to a boarding school in
Europe, but with her diplomat father sent to the Middle
East and her mother dead there was little real alternative.

Still, things here were so different than at home. The
girls seemed far more mature, more sophisticated. Not only
that but, in this all girl school, there seemed to be a
strange acceptance of lesbianism. Megan had seen a number
of girls holding hands, hugging kissing in the corners of
the library, and had heard some very ob-scene discussions
in the showers.

The showers.

She had put off taking a shower for the first two days, but
had finally reconciled herself to it. She’d never taken a
shower with other girls before, not being the athletic
type, and had found the first occasion mortifying.

The second time had been unnerving, but slightly less
embar-rassing. After all, the other girls seemed to take it
for granted, and nobody seemed to be really staring at her
naked body as she quickly washed.

Anyway, she told herself, she had nothing to be ashamed of.
She had an excellent body, slender, with good hips and a
round behind, no scars, nice legs, and breasts that, while
not huge, were pretty good sized and nicely shaped.

She had a strong, squarish, determined face, one that
denoted intelligence, and had thick, chestnut brown hair
that hung down around her shoulders.

No, her body was all right, though she still felt very
strange having other people seeing it. She also felt
strange seeing all those naked people. Girls in all shapes
and sizes, though mostly they were slender like herself,
this being an expensive school and the daughters of the
rich not wanting to be fat.

A couple of the girls had very large breasts, like Yvonne,
the Swiss girl, and Claudette, from Egypt. Some had very
small breasts, and she thought she should be thankful she
didn’t have to be embarrassed about that at least.

There were tall girls and short girl, black, white, brown
and yellow girls, but mostly there were naked girls, with
breasts bouncing, soapy buttocks jiggling and pussies
winking. She was rather amazed at the display of flesh.

In fact, after she got over her initial embarrassment, she
found it to be something of a turn-on, being naked around
all those other people, her body wet and soapy, her hands
rubbing across her breasts and between her legs.

She was always careful not to stare at any of the others,
not wanting anyone to think she was queer, even if it was
accepted here. She was heterosexual and had no real
interest in females as such, it was just all that nude
flesh and her own naked state that aroused her a little.

Anyway, she was getting used to it, she thought, and would
soon be as blas‚ about it as the other girls seemed to be.

And then, that afternoon as she was looking in the back of
the library for a book to complete some research, she had
been approached by Yvonne, the tall, big busted Swiss girl.
At first, perhaps because her French wasn’t great, that the
girl wanted to borrow money.

Then the older, taller girl had pressed her back against
the bookshelf and kissed her. Megan’s eyes had shot up and
then the other girl’s right hand slid under her skirt and
squeezed her pussy while her left groped her breast through
her thin blouse.

She had torn herself free, gasping for breath and shocked
by the suddenness of the other girl’s attack. She’d run
away, leaving Yvonne sniggering.

And so she’d skipped her shower again, knowing Yvonne would
be there and being too humiliated to have the other girl
see her naked. She thought about going to the Headmistress,
or one of the teachers, but that would probably cause more
trouble than it would solve.

She had trouble getting to sleep that night, and was
wakened suddenly in the middle of the night by a sound in
her room. She sat up just in time to see her door closing,
and felt a wetness against her face and head.

She turned on the light and felt her head, gasping as she
felt the oozing sliminess there. She jumped out of bed and
looked in the mirror, seeing and now smelling a pair of
rotten eggs which someone had poured onto her head.

The gooey stuff was running down the side of her face and
down her shoulders and the front of her pajamas. Cursing,
she tried to wipe most of it off with a rag, then stripped
out of her pajamas, tossing them in disgust into the back
of her closet.

She got some soap and a towel, put on her robe, and made
her way down the dimly lit hall to the bathroom.

It was empty, of course. It was two in the morning. She was
relieved at that. She removed her robe and put her towel on
a hook, then stepped under one of the shower nozzles and
turned on the water. It poured down around her and she put
her head right under it to wash out the egg.

She shampooed her hair, not once, but three times, then
began washing her face, shoulders and the rest of her body.
When she had soaped herself all over, she stepped under the
water again, turning her face upwards to let the soap wash
off.

She ran her hands through her hair and over her face,
rubbing at the soap as the water washed it away, then
stepped back to bring her face out of the water so she
could open them.

Her buttocks hit something soft but solid, flesh, warm
naked flesh. Her eyes shot open and she gasped in shock,
whirling around.

Yvonne was there, naked, grinning malevolently.

“What do you want? Leave me alone!” Megan gasped, backing
up against the wall as the bigger girl moved lithe forward.

Yvonne suddenly grabbed her, one hand gripping her thick
wet hair, the other going around her and pulling her in
close as her mouth jammed down on Megan’s.

Megan struggled furiously as the other girl’s tongue shot
into her mouth. The two staggered for several seconds
before the bigger girl’s weight bore her back to the wall.
The big blonde girl’s mouth was like a sucking vacuum as
her tongue whipped around in Megan’s mouth.

Megan was mortified. Yvonne’s big naked breasts were
rubbing and grinding and rolling against Megan’s own
smaller ones, and she could feel Yvonne’s pubic hair
against her inner thigh as the taller girl forced her legs
open and humped her loins into Megan’s crotch.

Her right hand slid down and cupped Megan’s wet bottom,
pull-ing her in tighter as her mouth tried to devour the
brunette. Megan continued to struggle helplessly, like a
fly caught in a spider’s net, but she was no fighter, and
not a strong girl anyway.

Yvonne twisted on her hair, forcing her head back sharply.
At the same time she took her other hand away from Megan’s
behind and jammed it in between her thighs, squeezing her
naked mound so hard Megan’s brain seemed to boil and her
body reeled in dizziness.

She tried to scream but all that came out was a weak
gurgling moan, and even that was silenced quickly as
Yvonne’s mouth slipped over hers once more.

Yvonne rubbed at her pussy, then forced a finger up between
her vagina lips, driving it deep into her. Megan couldn’t
push her hand away. With her head pulled back so sharply it
was all she could do to maintain her balance, and both her
hands were above her, trying to pry Yvonne’s hand out of
her hair.

A second finger was thrust up into her body, and both
pumped in and out furiously as Yvonne’s thumb searched for
her clitoris, found it, then ground down against it.

Yvonne pulled back suddenly, her face laughing at Megan as
she shoved her back hard against the wall. She said
something which Megan didn’t catch, then shoved down on her
shoulders. Already dazed, Megan would probably have fallen
without any help, she went down quickly under the pressure.

Then she was squatting against the wall, hemmed in by
Yvonne’s legs, staring into Yvonne’s bushy blonde
crotch. She turned her head away, trying to crawl around
the girl but her hair was gripped again and pulled hard.
She cried out weakly, the sound drowned out by the
shower.

Yvonne snarled and shoved her pussy into Megan’s face,
grinding her soft pussy lips and crinkly pubic hair across
her mouth and nose.

“Suck me,” she said then, in English.

She pulled Megan’s hair and the brunette gasped and began
licking at her pussy, not knowing what else to do. She’d
never done anything with girls before and had no real idea
of how to proceed, other than licking up and down the slit.

Yvonne sighed in pleasure, then reached down and took one
of Megan’s hands, pulling it up and rubbing it along her
pussy. She shifted her grip to just one finger and pressed
it against her slit. Megan shivered in disgust, but pushed
her finger upwards, sliding it into the blonde’s tight
vaginal tunnel.

“My Cleeet. Leek my Cleety,” Yvonne moaned, jerking on
Megan’s hair again.

Megan searched upwards with her tongue and found the hard
little button, then began to rasp her tongue across it,
desperate to stop the hair pulling which was sending
needles of pain into her skull.

She tasted Yvonne’s salty girl milk, feeling it coating her
tongue and lips as she continued to lap at the girl’s
clitoris.

“Suck meee! Suck meee,” Yvonne gasped.

Megan tried to get her lips around the girl’s clit and suck
it, pumping her finger up and down in her twat as she did
so.

Yvonne began grinding her hips against Megan’s face,
grunting with pleasure as she held the brunette against her
loins. She squeezed her big breasts with one hand while
continuing to hold tightly to Megan’s hair with the other.

Then, as Megan sucked hard on Yvonne’s clitoris the bigger
girl began humping and groaning and cursing softly in
pleasure. She let out a sigh and then gripped Megan’s face
in both hands, pulling her mouth down over her fuck hole.

“Drink me, drink me. Suck me dry,” Yvonne hissed.

Megan put her lips against Yvonne’s box as the blonde’s
fuck opening began to drool. She lapped and sucked at it,
drinking down the other girls juice.

Yvonne laughed loudly, then jerked back on Megan’s hair
again twisting her around on her knees. Megan stared up in
sock and fear seeing another girl there, a short oriental
girl she didn’t know. Yvonne pushed her face into the
Oriental’s crotch and ordered her to suck her off now.

The two girls snarled and cuffed her until she began to
lick and suck on the other girl’s slit, pushing her tongue
in between the tight pussy lips, running it up and down the
pink flesh and lapping against her clitty.

Her jaw and tongue were aching, but her hair hurt much more
as she was forced to lick the other girl to pleasure, then
turn and lick Yvonne again.

She was in a state of dazed misery when the tall blonde had
come for the second time and the oriental pulled her up by
the hair. She stood weakly, swaying slightly as the
oriental girl pulled her arms behind her back and held them
there.

She could feel the girl’s hard, pointed nipples pressing
into her back between her shoulder blades, hung her head
dully, not trying to fight back.

Yvonne had turned her back on her, and was fiddling with
something, stepping into what Megan thought was a pair of
panties. But then the big blonde turned around and Megan
saw that there was a long, thick black dildo sticking out
from a leather holder that hung between her legs.

Megan shuddered then sobbed in fear and despair as the
grinning blonde advanced on her. She stood right in front
of Megan, then kissed her deeply, her tongue slithering
inside the whimpering brunette’s mouth. Her hands cupped
and fondled Megan’s breasts and she bent to suck on each
nipple.

Then the two girls turned the frightened girl around so she
was facing the oriental. The oriental girl clutched her
tight against her chest, hugging her. Megan felt the other
girl’s breasts and nipples pressing into her own, but was
beyond caring by then.

Her head hung over the girl’s shoulder and she stood there
submissively, her arms hanging down at her sides, knowing
resistance was hopeless. She felt the blonde’s hands on her
hips, pulling them out. Her legs were parted.

She was already bent over a little since the oriental girl
was shorter than her, and so Yvonne had no trouble lining
the head of the dildo up against her cunt and thrusting it
up into her belly.

She jerked violently and then trembled like a frightened
puppy as the dildo slid deeper and deeper into her guts.
The oriental girl held one arm around her back and the
other behind her head, keeping her neck down on her
shoulder. Yvonne held her by both hips as she drove the
rubber cock into her.

Megan let out a pathetic whimper of pain as the first six
inches passed through her pussy lips and the next few
inches followed. While not a virgin she’d only had sex with
one guy and he’d only had a six inch penis. The seventh
inch opened up new territory, and the eighth, and ninth
inches caused a dull ache. The tenth inch made her cry out
in pain as Yvonne rammed the last of the rubber cock into
her sheath.

With ten inches of thick black dildo up in her belly, and
her guts cramping and aching with every movement, all Megan
wanted was to remain very still, till the pain eased.
Yvonne had other ideas. She began to fuck her at once, not
gently either.

The thick rubber prong slid back and forth inside her tight
pussy hole, rasping over her clitty and punching into her
cervix with each stroke. She groaned and whined and moaned
helplessly as her cunt was torn up by the thick girl-
fucker.

A wave of dizziness struck her and she clutched the
oriental girl to keep from falling. The girl gripped her
hair and pulled her head up and back, then kissed her,
softly, her moist lips gliding over Megan’s trembling ones,
her tongue flickering, dipping lightly into Megan’s mouth,
sliding along her teeth.

The long rubber prick slid fully out of her pussy and she
felt it pushing against her asshole. Her eyes opened wide
and she tried to scream but Yvonne grabbed her hard,
putting a hand around her mouth and another around her
belly.

She whirled her around and slammed her front into the wall,
holding her hand over her mouth as she thrust the dildo up
into her asshole. Megan struggled violently, shocked and
horrified at the intrusion in an area she had never
considered before, but she could do nothing.

The dildo was a hot burning spike that split her apart. It
drove up to the center of her guts, making her cry out in
pain as her insides seemed to split open to make room for
it. She felt Yvonne’s pussy hair against her ass cheeks
then and knew the long thing was buried in her rectum.

Yvonne laughed, then, still holding a hand over her mouth,
swung her around again towards the oriental girl, who
smiled at her. The oriental girl licked at her face above
Yvonne’s hand, then bent and began licking and sucking at
Megan’s breasts, chewing at her nipples gently.

Yvonne’s hands shoved her aside, mashing Megan’s tits hard,
making the soft flesh ooze out between her long, splayed
fingers. She ground her hips into Megan’s buttocks as she
twisted the dildo inside her.

The oriental dropped to her knees and gripped Megan’s
thighs, spreading her legs more, then she pushed her face
into her crotch and began licking and sucking at her
clitty. Yvonne’s hands knead-ed her breasts, squeezing
repeatedly as she bent and sucked and chewed on the nape of
her neck.

Yvonne meanwhile, began fucking with longer strokes, though
still going slow. Megan had never been sodomised before,
but now that the initial pain was gone she thought, with
some relief, that it didn’t really hurt at all.

Still, she felt totally degraded by being ass fucked by
this strange girl, and tears of misery continued to trickle
down her cheeks.

Her head hung forward, her eyes glazed. She grunted from
time to time as Yvonne fucked the big dildo up her asshole,
but did not show any other response until she noticed with
slow awareness, that her body was heating up, heating up
with sexual pleasure.

She was shocked at that, shocked enough to come out of her
misery and get her brain working again. She tried to deny
it, tried to convince herself it was some fluke of her
tormented body, some crossed wire.

But whatever the sensations were they were coming from her
cunt, and even as she stared down at the top of the
oriental girls head the sensations became hotter and more
powerful.

Her ragged breathing became shallower as she panted for
breath amid the head that was gripping her body. She felt
faint, light headed. Her head buzzed and throbbed.

“Oh!” she gasped, then experienced a sudden spasm of heat
and threw back her head.

“Oh no,” she whimpered.

The oriental girl’s tongue was whipping furiously against
her snatch, her breath sucking out hard, blowing in hot,
her fingers probing, pumping, thrusting, squeezing,
rubbing, and behind her the big dildo was sliding up and
down in her guts.

Her breasts were burning hot as well, and her nipples rock
hard. Yvonne continued to squeeze and twist the tender
flesh, her tongue, teeth and lips nibbling, sucking and
chewing on her throat.

“Ohhhhhh,” Megan groaned, her eyes fluttering, her body
quivering like a high tension line.

Her cunt was burning, burning hotter than she’d ever felt
in her life. It was a churning volcano getting ready to
blow. She twitched and jerked and whimpered, helpless in
the possession of the two depraved lesbians and her own
raging sexual fever.

The oriental girl pulled away sudden and turned to the
corner getting something. Megan moaned in disbelief,
gasping for breath, her eyes wide and blinking.

Her entire body seemed feverish. Her skin felt
excruciatingly tender, every touch sending sizzling
pleasure through her.

The oriental girl turned back to her and Megan saw she too
had strapped on a big dildo. She rushed up to Megan and
kissed her and now Megan kissed back, kissed passionately,
desperately, her arms going around the girl, clutching her
to her.

The oriental girl reached down with both hands, one guiding
the head of the thick dildo towards Megan, the other
slipping between the shaking brunette’s cunt lips and
prying them open. Megan felt the rounded head of the dildo
slip between her pussy lips and groaned in acceptance.

She kissed the oriental and squeezed her ass hard, jerking
her forward, pulling the dildo up into her snatch. It slid
high and deep into her guts, nestling inside her nest to
Yvonne’s dildo.

She trembled and shook, her body skewered from the front
and impaled from the rear. Four hands roamed her flesh,
teasing her nipples, squeezing her breasts, caressing her
buttocks. Tongues snaked under her ears, along her throat
and into her mouth.

The two lesbians began to pump into her, matching each
others pace. Yvonne slid her dildo deep as the other pulled
hers back, then Yvonne pulled back as the oriental girl
thrust upwards to punch into her cervix.

Her body convulsed, shaking and thrashing. Insane gurgles,
sighs and grunts escaped her gaping mouth as her eyes
rolled back in her head. The two girls fucked furiously,
humping as hard and fast as they could, tearing the two big
dildos back and forth inside her spasming guts.

Blast after blast of stunning sexual fireworks erupted
within her, a paralyzing whirlwind of feverish ecstasy
ripped through her blasting her into delirium as they
roared over her quivering body.

Her brief sexual experiences had never prepared her for the
howling firestorm that was now tearing through her system.
It was the most prolonged orgasm experience of her life,
and by far the most powerful, and when it was over it left
her in a state of exhausted bliss, barely conscious and
totally drained.

Even after it was over she continued to twitch and shiver
with aftershocks, hardly able to breath as the other two
slowly drew their tools from out of her holes and toweled
her off. Then, wrapping a towel around the dazed, mind
blasted girl, they led her back to Yvonne’s room.

Hour after hour of sexual writhing was still to come, and
at the end, when morning dawned, the shy, sheltered teen
would be changed forever.

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the
hands of children. They should be outside playing in the
sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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Kristen’s collection – Directory 1

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The tentacle demon receives an unwanted visitor.

CHAPTER 11: COUNSELOR

Claire pulled away from the Institute gate, on her way home. It was already getting dark. After several long weeks of work, she had finally finished all of the analysis of Lauren’s remains. The data she collected was very interesting and very puzzling. She was turning it all over in her head, trying to develop a theory of how it all fit together and what she could do to- was that car following her? You don’t normally see a lot of traffic out here in the middle of nowhere, off the beaten path of the main roads. Claire decided to head into town rather than straight home. Her tail stayed with her through a variety of turns. Clearly it was following her, though given its complete lack of subtlety the driver obviously wasn’t a professional. She decided it wasn’t worth calling the base for military backup. She would handle them herself, whoever it was.

She pulled into a shopping center and parked at a fast food restaurant. The other car parked at the family restaurant next door. Claire opened her glove box and grabbed her flashlight and handgun, transferred them into her purse, then left her car and went inside the restaurant. She headed straight out the other door on the far side of the building, and walked a large circle around the parking lot to approach her follower from the other side. The driver was still inside, keeping watch on Claire’s car though binoculars. Claire knocked on the window with the gun and ordered, “Get out of car.” The driver jumped, startled, then seeing the gun she opened the door and got out with her hands up. “Why were you following me?” Claire demanded as she turned the flashlight on to get a good look at her stalker. It was an Asian woman, young and very attractive.

“Don’t shoot! I- I’m sorry, I didn’t know how else to get in contact with someone from the Institute,” the woman stammered.

“Who are you?” Claire asked.

“Dr. Nikki Sabimura, I’m a psychiatrist that works with the military. I’m the one that handles all the cases caused by the monsters that they send to you, among other things,” she said, nervously fishing her military ID badge out of her pocket for Claire to inspect.

Claire lowered her gun and relaxed a little. “Alright, it’s nice to meet you Nikki, but what are you doing here? You obviously have a high clearance level but it shouldn’t be enough for you to know anything about the Institute.”

“It’s not, actually, you’re right. It took a lot of doing and calling in several favors to track down its location. I came to ask your help.”

“Go on, then, but this had better be good or you’re in quite a bit of trouble,” Claire warned.

“Okay, it’s like this,” said Nikki. “A big part of my job, other than your creatures, is counseling military women that have been sexually violated by other military members, oftentimes their CO. It happens a lot more often than most people expect. Of course I was trained in school to deal with rape cases, but they always make me feel like I can’t completely connect with the victims, I can’t fully sympathize. And then I had a session with a college student named Monica Stern. She’s doing much better now, by the way, but the more I talked with her the more I wanted to experience firsthand what she had gone through. I’d always suspected all those horrible beasts I hear about are brought somewhere for study, possibly even kept alive. So I began hunting for this place, so I could find the tentacle monster and be attacked by it.”

“If you wanted to play rape, why not just find a guy who’s into S&M?” Claire said incredulously.

“I don’t have a boyfriend right now to ask, and looking for some strange guy off the internet to do something like that is too creepy. Besides, once Monica told me what happened to her, rape with a guy seemed, well, tame,” Nikki said.

Finding a guy to pretend rape her was creepier than overreaching her security level to get pretend raped by a tentacle monster, all so she could relate better to genuine rape victims of normal human men? Claire sighed. This was way more than she wanted to report to Nikki’s superiors about. Easier just to go along with it and be rid of her. Gruthsorik was approaching the point when he would need to fuck somebody again anyway. “Alright then. If he agrees to this I’ll let you do it, but we have to keep you under the radar. Do you have a hotel room? Tell me where you are staying.”

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Two days later Claire pulled past the guard shack as she did every morning. Today, however, after she parked he car she popped her trunk open and helped Nikki climb out. “How exciting, just like a real abduction,” Nikki said. Claire resisted rolling her eyes. She led her into the building and through the halls to Gruthsorik’s cell, all camera feeds shunted to the hidden partition with a newly expanded version of her original macro. She had done some checking up on the eager young counselor. She was Japanese-American, which seemed terrifically appropriate for what she was about to do. Just like Claire, Nikki had been recruited pretty much straight out of school only a few years ago, when the previous military-monster trauma shrink retired.

Claire unlocked the cell’s inner door and let Nikki inside. She was wearing a military uniform she had gotten from somewhere, or at least some costume shop’s approximation of one, with a duffle bag slung over her shoulder. Gruthsorik, at Nikki’s request, was also doing his best imitation of an officer, someone that would be in a position of authority over her. “Sabimura, good, you’re here,” Gruthsorik said, playing his part. Instead of his usual unassuming human face, his features were commanding and intimidating. He actually did manage to look ruggedly handsome, Claire thought as she slipped from the room.

“Yes sir, reporting as ordered, sir,” Nikki responded with a snappy salute, dropping her bag to the floor.

“At ease, soldier,” Gruthsorik said as he walked up to an uncomfortably close distance and began to examine her. “You know, despite what the uniform code says, I think you’d look much better with this down,” he said as he removed the clips from her black hair and let it fall down to her shoulders.

“Yes sir,” she replied dutifully.

“And you could stand to open this a little,” he said while unbuttoning her shirt, revealing her ample cleavage.

“Yes… sir,” Nikki said, more nervously.

“There, that’s better,” Gruthsorik said as he leaned in to kiss her. Nikki let him for several seconds, then pulled back.

“Sir, you’re making me uncomfortable. I don’t- I mean, we shouldn’t be doing this,” she protested.

“Nonsense,” he replied. “Be a good girl for me and I’ll look after you. You have a promising career ahead of you in our unit, you wouldn’t want to jeopardize that, would you?” He started to force himself on her again.

She screamed, “No!” and slapped him. Pretending to suddenly realize she’d just struck an officer, she blurted, “I-I’m sorry sir, that won’t happen again, please don’t report me, I’ll do anything!”

“Oh, anything, is it now. Impudent girl, I gave you a chance,” Gruthsorik snarled. “Enough of this.” Tentacles lashed out as he began to transform out of his human shape. Nikki screamed as the tentacles captured her in the usual manner and stripped her bare. She pleaded for him to stop, to let her go, and screamed again as the tentacle entered her shaved pussy. She struggled hard at first, but it seemed the deeper it went inside her, the more she had to remind herself she was supposed to be fighting back. Screams turned to moans, and as her rectum was breached by a tentacle, it pushed her over the edge into orgasm. When the tentacle came for her mouth, it found it wide open with continuous sounds of pleasure coming out, and had no trouble at all diving inside. Not much longer after that Nikki’s body shook with another orgasm, followed by Gruthsorik’s and the outpouring of sticky cum (rendered infertile again by the weeks without sex) that it released all over and into her.

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As Nikki lay on the floor in the standard post-tentacle-coitus daze, Claire and Gruthsorik conversed in whispers through the cell wall. “It was exactly what you thought might happen,” Gruthsorik said. “She enjoyed herself a little too much, and deep down she was eager. What you said before, is that really what we’re going to do with her?” Claire nodded slowly.

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After a good rest, Nikki got up and used the shower to clean off. The cell was still stocked with towels from Lauren’s stay there. Nikki headed towards her duffle bag, but saw it had been moved to the cell’s entryway, with Claire blocking the closed door. “Hey, why’d you move my bag, my change of clothes is in there,” she said.

“I told you before,” Claire said sternly, “you’ve committed a serious offence. You don’t have clearance to even know about this place. Now that you’ve seen it, I’m not permitted to let you leave. You’re mine now.” Claire threw her lab coat off with a flourish, revealing the large black strap-on dildo she was wearing. A long sleeved black fishnet shirt, with nothing underneath, and thigh high shiny black leather five inch stiletto boots completed the look. “Mine, and his.”

“N-no, you can’t, you never said…” Nikki stammered as she backed away.

“Sorry,” Claire shrugged, “my hands are tied. Well, actually, no. Gruthsorik!” The demon responded in a flash, tentacles grabbed Nikki’s wrists, pulled them over her head and then down, forcing her onto the floor on her back, arms spread eagle out to her sides. “Your hands are tied,” Claire finished.

“Wait! Stop!” Nikki yelled as Claire mounted her and rammed the dildo home into her pussy. Claire pounded her artificial cock into the girl beneath her, watching as tears already began streaming down her face. “Pleeeeease, noooooooo!” she whined.

“Shut the fuck up, whore!” Claire shouted and slapped her hard across the face. Nikki whimpered, grunting as the big black tool rocked back and forth inside her. Claire fucked the helpless girl as fast and hard as she could, until eventually she couldn’t keep it up anymore and began to slow down. “Alright, enough of that, time for something else.” She unbuckled the harness from her body, leaving the dildo inside Nikki’s pussy, and moved up until she was straddling her face. Nikki howled in protest as Claire dropped her dripping wet pussy onto her face, smothering her. Nikki squirmed the best she could, trying to fight, but Gruthsorik sent tentacles to hold her legs down as well. Claire raised herself up and commanded, “Lick me!”

“What? I- I can’t do-” Claire cut her off with a face full of her pussy, smothering her again.

Claire stayed down long enough for Nikki’s lungs to be screaming for air. Before she pulled up, she repeated the command. “You want to breathe, slut? Then lick me!” Nikki sobbed, but stuck her tongue out and took some slow tentative licks across Claire’s pussy. “That’s right, good girl,” Claire encouraged. Claire started moaning as Nikki reluctantly started eating her in earnest. Finally Claire panted, “Yes, you’re going to make me cum! Suck it! Suck my pussy! I’m cumming!” She bucked her hips on Nikki’s face as the orgasm rolled through her, while the tentacles that had reached under the fishnet to fondle her breasts allowed Gruthsorik to share.

“Time for the other one,” said Claire as she adjusted her position on Nikki’s face. Nikki squealed as Claire’s asshole came down on her open mouth. She began moving her tongue across it though, and Claire moaned in appreciation. “Yessss, lick my ass, slave. Just like that, oooooooo!” She beckoned to Gruthsorik with her hand, and when he offered another tentacle she pulled it down to her clit. Within minutes, her moans turned to screams as she came again.

Claire leaned back to catch her breath, and heard Nikki beg from between her legs, “Please, please let me go. I swear I’ll never tell anyone about any of this. Please!”

Claire let out her best sinister laugh. “Not a chance. I’m not finished with you yet.” Claire turned around into a sixty nine position, and mashed her pussy into Nikki’s face again while she clamped her lips onto her clit. She took hold of the dildo and started thrusting it into Nikki’s pussy while her tongue went to work. Nikki let out an agonized moan of reluctant pleasure as she dutifully resumed licking Claire’s hot, wet cunt. Claire kept at it until she felt Nikki’s body tremble beneath her in unwilling orgasm. Then she got up, turned around to face Nikki again, and squatted over her. “Time for the big finish,” she said, taunting the helpless woman.

“Please… no more…” Nikki sobbed, her face completely wet with her tears and Claire’s pussy juices. Claire moaned quietly as she relaxed her bladder. Nikki screamed, “Noooooooooooo!” as the warm piss flowed over her tits. Claire lifted herself up a little and let the golden shower pour over Nikki’s collarbone. Nikki turned her head to the side to avoid the stream and cried and wailed, barely noticing the sharp jab of the hypodermic needle in her arm, then her world faded to black…

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Nikki awoke with a start, screaming, “No don’t!” as she sat up in bed, her arms out in front of her for protection. The sheet fell from her bare breasts as she realized she was back in her hotel room. “What?” she said in confusion.

“Hello, sleepyhead,” Claire said from a chair across the room.

“You? How… did I get here?” Her eyes went wide as it started coming back to her, and she shouted, “What the fuck! How could you do that to me?!”

“Oh, it wasn’t easy. Not like it’s easy for Gruthsorik. I’ve been letting him fuck me, willingly, eagerly, for so long I tend to forget that the women and girls he usually has his tentacles inside are scared shitless and trying to fight him off not knowing if their lives depend on it. Other than the obvious, that’s the major difference between rape play and real rape, you know, knowing or not knowing what’s going to be done to you next and what’s going to happen to you after, if you’re safe or not. I’ve watched him do it, and I admit I’ve thought, ‘Gee, wouldn’t it be interesting to try it myself.’ But I’m just not cut out for that level of sadism, to put another person through that hell. I found that out. Watching it and actually being the one dishing out suffering onto a terrified human being are very, very different things. Gruthsorik thrives on it, but he readily admits to being a creature of evil, capable of cruelty without hesitation or shame.”

“You pissed on me!” Nikki yelled angrily, on the verge of tears again. “And raped me with that strap on! And told me you were keeping me locked up as a sex slave forever.”

“Yeah, I lied about that. Instead I stuck you in the arm with a tranquilizer, cleaned you up, and dragged your ass back here. But it had the desired effect. The fear, the panic, fighting back for real. The shattered trust in cases of acquaintance rape. The violation of forced sex isn’t pleasant, but those things are the real trauma, aren’t they, Doctor. Do you think you can relate to your patients now?” Claire said coldly. “You came to me. You asked for it. And you clearly weren’t getting it from those tentacles.”

Nikki looked crestfallen as she realized that Claire was absolutely right. She had set herself up for this, to an extent, by using that as justification for coming here. She remained defiant, though, “I hope you don’t expect me to thank you for what you did to me.”

Claire stood up and walked to the door. “No. What I expect is for you to learn to be careful what you wish for, and to keep your damn fool nose out of places it doesn’t belong! Now go home, you stupid cunt.” She left the hotel room, slamming the door behind her to punctuate her message. The whole thing had been a massive annoyance, but at least Gruthsorik had fun, and she learned something about herself too, along with the pointed reminder of just what kind of monster she was keeping in her cell. She headed home, looking forward to a night of searching out lesbian BDSM porn on the internet. After all, the girls in those videos know the agony they are getting into and are completely willing, some even eager. They use safe words and everything. That makes it totally different, right? Maybe watching enough of it would quell these urges she was having…

Continued in Chapter 12: Cat

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A quarrel with a bf sparks an experience I’ll always remember….

She kissed me so playfully underneath my chin while stroking my taint with her fingers. I could feel my pussy swelling, growing, secreting. Scenting. Juices flowing, fragrant with woman as if to call her to me. Into me. Her fingers were wet with my pussyjuice, stroking my taint back and forth, driving me wild. Running from the pucker of my asshole to the wet wanting hole of my cunt, and back. I rolled my head back washed with desire. Her mouth opened wider kissing and licking my chin and my throat. As she slid her fingers into me she suckled my neck, taking a gentle bite out of the underside of my chin. I whimpered as her two fingers inside of my hoe curled so their tips were pointed, rubbing against the front of my pussywall. It was like she had a map to that magic place. Well technically she did. Leave it to a woman to find the G spot, I didn’t even know it was real before that moment. Everything felt different, and right. I was shuttering when her fingers found it. I could hear her giggle playfully as she kissed and sucked my neck. I knew she was going to make me cum, in a way I had never cum before.

I should back up. I should give you some of the background. I was 19 when my boyfriend of a few months told me he wanted a threesome. He wanted me to invite another girl to bed with us.

My reaction was one of upset. Wasn’t fucking me good enough? Weren’t my three holes satisfying? I was pissed at him. And I was also a little disgusted. I wasn’t gay. I had never thought about being with a woman before. I loved cock and I might add, cock loved me. I was a little hard body with nice flat abs and great plump titties. My hair is long and blonde and I’m pretty. And lesbians were supposed to be, what, dykes? I guess I had no idea. All I knew was how pissed I was at my dumb boyfriend.

The next evening I decided to go out alone. I had some thinking to do. It was all I could think about. So maybe I was putting that vibe out there. And that’s when I met her. I was in the mall, in the pet store of all places. I was innocently looking at the puppies and kittens in the window.

“It’s perfectly natural,” she said.

“What is?” I turned and saw her. She was a ginger. Long red hair, light skin, huge green eyes She was so different she almost looked a little evil.

She gestured to the cats in the window. “See how the females are wrestling. Playing. It’s perfectly natural. It’s the way nature intended.”

I felt a little hypnotized. She was so mesmerizing. We walked through the mall talking about nature. I told her about my boyfriend, how he had insulted me saying he wanted a threesome. She laughed it off. The insult part, anyway. We left the mall and walked to her place. She told me that men want threesomes because there is nothing more beautiful than two women together. It’s innate and perfect.

We were lying on the floor. The heat between us undeniable. I felt sexual in a way I’d never been before. The first thing She leaned over me and pushed my tight t-shirt up exposing my breasts. Then she unbuttoned and slipped off her blouse. She lowered her body to mine. Her breasts were beautiful. I hadn’t really looked at another woman’s breasts before. Before I could touch them she closed in the inches that separated us, and our tits were pressed together. The feeling of her tits, the supple flesh of her breasts against mine was utterly magical.

Kissing another woman isn’t like kissing a man at all. Her mouth was sweet and gentle. Her lips were so incredibly sultry. The taste was something completely different. She was on top of me, her long red hair falling all around my face, in a witchy and wonderful way. My breasts felt mashed underneath the weight of her but when I glanced down and saw our magnificent tits pressed into each other I was instantly wet. I had crossed over into a state of heat. She knew what I was thinking, she knew what I wanted, even before I did.

“I’m going to show you that you don’t need a cock to make your G Spot erupt.” Her kisses trailed down my neck. She leaned up and unbuttoned her jeans, then mine. Her moves were somewhat snake like as if her whole body was one glorious muscle, moving in one rhythm. She slithered my Lucky Brand jeans all the way off and then rolled onto her back to take hers off. She was between my legs, the back of her head on my crotch as she rolled her hips forward and then back, sliding her jeans and underwear off in one motion. My hands moved to her hair, pulling it back over my stomach. I could feel the lochs tickle my hips. She sat up rolling her head backward, elongating the stroke of her hair on my body.

She rolled over in place. As I looked down at her face in between my felt desire. She smiled a little and reached her hand up toward mine. I put my hand in hers carefully, slowly. Then she grinned and wagged her tongue at me. How could it be so innocent and natural, yet so devilishly delicious at the same time. She was licking my clit, and holding my hand at the same time.

With her free hand she placed her thumb at the very top of my pussy crack and pressed. Pressing her hand firmly down into my stomach, stretching my pussy taut and long. She lapped with her flattened wicked tongue all the way up my closed snatch, lapping at the stretched tight clit, and back down over my closed pussy lips. She wouldn’t separate them with her tongue, she just worked the outside softly, and licked my clit. I could feel my cunt puffing. Growing. Wanting her. Begging for her.

This is where I began. Once she had driven me wild with desire she crawled up my body and suckled my neck. Her hand cupped my swollen pussy lips and then, finally, separated them. Parting them through my juices.

The myth of the G Spot wasn’t a myth after all. Two fingers, inside my vagina, deeply, and pressed into the front wall, right on the spot I had never found before. In my 19 years of life, in all the masturbating and all the guys I’d fucked, this magic button had never before been uncovered.

I moaned loudly. She was kissing my chin, nibbling the jawline and mouthing at the nape of my neck. Her tits were pushing my tits upward, rubbing them, making the nipples erect and sore. The butt of her hand was against my clit, rubbing into it in a knowing way as her fingers dug into my cunt, working that G Spot in rhythm. She was fucking me with her hand. Thrusting. Again. And again. But with such precision. Such intent. It wasn’t sloppy and haphazard, it wasn’t about her and what felt good to her. It was as if she knew exactly what to do with my entire body. From the erogenous zones of my neck with her mouth, to the ache in my breasts with her own tits and her weight, to the pressure on my clit and the precision of the angle of her fingers in my pussy, she was fucking me. Fucking me better than I’d ever been fucked before. Playing me like an instrument that she knew inside out. I was moaning. And moaning, riding with her, humping her hand. Fucking her hand.

I clenched and began to whisper but before I could get a syllable out, she said, “You’re cumming. Now.” I tightened my thighs grabbing her hand in my cunt with every muscle I had and I hung on. Humping with my hips. Digging in. Cuddling her face into my neck.

I never told my boyfriend about it. I didn’t see her again. It’s been almost 8 months, and I think about it every day. Wouldn’t you? 😉

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fantasy of mine :))

I heard her car pull up and the door slam before i actually caught sight of her. Sloane, my roommate walked in, her stilettos clicking across the floor noisily as usual. She set her purse heavily on the table and plopped onto the couch with a sigh, closing her eyes momentarily.

It was this moment that i took to take her in as i did almost every night. Her long dark hair in slight curls cascaded over beautifully slanted shoulders. Her breasts perfect C cups, perky and pushing her tight sailors shirt out just right with her cleavage peaking out the top in a manner that was almost slutty but for some reason she pulled it off as teasing. Her chest rose and fell slightly as she began to relax in her home atmosphere. I let my eyes fall a little lower and wander to those beautiful hips that held up a short and sexy little plaid skirt. I then allowed myself a glimpse at the long slender tan legs that protruded from said skirt…legs that were clad in sheer white knee high stockings..all leading down to those noisy…sexy stilettos.

“Taylor?” she said suddenly.

My eyes jerked quickly away from her luscious legs as her voice brought me back to reality.

“Uh..yeah?” i said rather stupidly.

She glanced at me for a moment more before shaking her head a slight smile spreading across those pouty lips of hers. “nevermind.” she said. She then stood up and meandered into the kitchen. I assumed she was getting a drink or maybe a bit of food. She appeared in the living room once more and she held two glasses of wine in her hands. This was unusual. Sloane was an exotic dancer and she loved to party but the truth was she never drank. She always knew how to have fun without it. But i wasnt one to ask questions so i obliged her by taking the glass gingerly from her hand trembling only slightly as our fingers brushed. She flipped on the tv and then came and sat next to me. Was it just me or was she closer than she had been before? I shook the thought out of my head and sipped my wine slowly.

Thirty minutes and three glasses of wine later (five for her) she turned to me and said “so…”
I looked at her and i noticed a slight flush in her cheeks. Her bright blue eyes looked at me and i couldnt help but melt a little. Those eyes always made my heart skip a beat but id never said a word to her because…well she had a boyfriend. I suppose i just didnt see the point.
She looked at me expectantly.
“What?” i ventured carefully.
“Well…” she slid a well french manicured nail along the rim of her glass. “i guess i just want to talk. if thats ok?”
“of course” i turned toward her to offer my full attention.
“Ok.” she began. “its about Chris.”
Chris was her boyfriend.
“What about him?” i asked with slight exasperation. I was so tired of hearing their relationship problems that it wasnt even funny. He didnt treat her right..not the way i could.
She continued on as if she hadnt noticed the exasperation in my voice. “we broke up today.”
“what??” i asked…trying to hide my surprise…and happiness at this news.”
“Well…ive been doing a lot of thinking lately…and he doesnt respect me. I mean…i know im a dancer and all but i deserve respect. Its a profession not a way of life. I mean dont get me wrong…i like getting rough in bed…but i want it to end with a little respect.”
I was silent for a moment..taking in what she had just said to me. I weighed my words carefully before i spoke.
“Sloane…first of all…im sorry to hear that you two broke up..i know that you liked him. But you are right. He didnt treat you well. And to be quite honest it drove me nuts watching you two and the way he talked to you..” i trailed off.
Her blue eyes seemed to light up when she heard this..or maybe it was just wishful thinking.
“It did? Why?”
“W..well..i mean..” i could feel my cheeks flushing as i searched for some way to avoid what my heart was practically beating out of my chest to say. I attempted to stutter out an answer. “Sloane I..i just…” and suddenly her finger came up to my lips silencing them.

My eyes widened nervously..but she just continued to look at me as she let her finger trail down to the underside of my chin. She lifted my head up ever so slightly and then those amazing lips of hers were pressed against mine for a moment. She pulled away her face flushed with what i assume was a mixture of excitement and embarrassment.
“Was..was that ok?” she asked quickly.
I took her in for a moment more completely unable to speak.

And then as an answer to her question i leaned in and kissed her deeply..burying my fingers in her soft curly hair and pulling her in closer…she leaned back until she was reclined against the arm of the couch with me on top of her…lips still locked.
I had wanted this for months.
I felt her lips part under mine and in response i bit her bottom lip playfully before playing my tongue gently over hers. She moaned a little into my mouth and slid her hands down my sides and up the back of my shirt…letting her nails skim my skin ever so slightly. I pressed my hips into hers and she responded in kind. i savored the feel of her hands on mine..her bare legs pressed against mine. And her kiss tasted like oreos. Which i assume was because she had eaten a couple after work. They were her favorite snack after all. Her kissing became more frantic and she began kissing my neck…working her tongue along my jawline and as she did i could smell the bit of vanilla that she dabbed behind her ears. I had always loved that..when she hugged me or got close while we watched movies…it was just amazing being next to her…but now the sensation of her body on mine was too much to handle.
“Sloane…”
“Yes?” she murmered from somewhere near my neck.
“Lets go to my room.” i said without hesitation.
Her head appeared from near my neck and she looked up at me with those clear blue eyes and then she smiled. “As you wish.” she whispered directly in my ear sending a slight tremor down my spine.
I stood up off of her helping her up and we found our way to my room with the speed that only frantic lovers can muster.
As i reached for the light switch she stopped my hand.
“I want to see you first.” she said.
And as my hand fell away from the switch i felt her eyes take me in. All of me. I could have been a dancer myself with my slender frame and shoulder length chestnut hair. but tonight i was just me. dressed in an old college tshirt that fit me just right and a pair of short night shorts. However when she looked at me that way i felt like i was wearing the sexiest lingerie that i owned.
Then she was on me again…all thoughts of turning the light off vanished as quickly as the space between us had. She kissed me hard and pressed me against the wall…then her eyes locked with mine.
“ive never done anything with a girl..and i want my first time to be with you. hell..i want to be with you. but i want my first time to be something i can remember…i want you to dominate me taylor..take me and take me hard. ive wanted you….for so long…you cant even imagine. Tonight i want you to make me yours.”
I couldnt believe the words that were coming out of her mouth….but i had sat up nights imagining exactly what i would do to her given the chance..and i had so much built up sexual frustration towards her that i didnt hesitate.
I grabbed the back of her hair gently and pulled her towards me kissing her more deeply than i had before…i then turned her around and bent her over the bed. I stood back for a moment taking in all of her…from her sexy school girl outfit to those languid legs that had teased me for so long. She peaked back at me from her stance looking so innocently sexy that i couldnt help but run my own nails down her sides and toward her hips. I then kissed down her back only to warm her up before i stood up..and then brought my hand down on that beautiful ass of hers.

She jumped in surprise but i could tell she liked it by the way she grabbed my sheets. I did it again surprising myself with how much i liked it. I smacked her ass a little harder until it was red and i began to see wetness soak the little bit of panties i had view of between her legs. I couldnt help but slide one finger up that sexy little crotch of hers. I heard her sigh gently and press into my touch. I proceeded to pull her panties to the side exposing her wet little slit. It took all of my will power not to slide my fingers into her right then and there but somehow i resisted. i slid a finger up and down between her moist lips and felt her begin to grind on my fingers. Her hands gripped the sheets a little harder. I let my hand trail up to her clit and i began to massage it gently through her panties and i felt her shudder and she leaned into the bed for support.
“Oh god Taylor…i…i had no idea…” she panted before trailing off.
I stopped rubbing her beautiful pussy for only a moment.
“Sloane..you said you wanted this to be memorable right?”
“yes baby…i want you to do whatever you want with me…” she said her voice heavy with lust.
“ok close your eyes for a moment.” I said as she did. and i found my way over to my dresser where i pulled out the silk scarf that Sloane had given me as a welcoming gift when we had moved in. I immediately walked over and deftly tied her hands together. I saw her eyes pop open as a look of shock crossed her face…but she didnt say a word.
I trailed my hand back over her body and to her thighs as i walked back around the bed.
“Ok” i began. “So the rules of this are as follows. You stay silent as i do certain things to you. If you can last for two minutes each than i will move onto the next thing…if not you will be punished.”
She nodded excitedly.
I kneeled down sliding my hands over that firm ass of hers as i lifted her skirt. I kissed her through her panties, running my tongue up the wet cloth. She wiggled a little and i could tell she was stifling a moan. At this i pulled her panties completely off and lowered my face to her sexy little slit again. I slid my tongue up her pussy lips almost to her ass but stopped. I then slid my tongue back down and flicked it over clit. She pressed her pussy into my face but stayed as silent as she could. I slid my tongue into her savoring her taste…a taste that was entirely her. I carried on like this for a full two minutes as i felt her writhe against my face and grip the sheets even harder. I then stood up.
“Wow you did quite well…onto the next test.”
I slid my fingers down absolutely loving how wet she was…it was coating her thighs now. I rubbed her clit in gentle circles for a short while before spreading her pussy lips with my fingers. i slid two fingers into her tight little hole. She pressed her face into the bed biting my pillow to stifle what im sure was another moan. I began slipping my fingers in and out of her. Her hips began to move into my hand. She wanted more of me inside of her and the thought of that excited me. I became very aware of the fact that my shorts were soaked through at the crotch. She lasted two minutes almost giving into her moans and she sighed with a sort of relief as i stopped. But then she turned to look at me and there was fire in her eyes.
I knew what she wanted. I stood her up and laid her on the bed…pulling her skirt and her shirt off as i did so leaving her in only her stilettos. That was a sight to behold.
I then pulled her to the very edge of the bed so that her legs were hanging over the sides. Her hands still bound above her head. She licked her lips and watched me intently as i dug around by the bed. I pulled out a box and opened it. From it i withdrew my strap on. I had never had the chance to use it but now was as good as ever. I removed my shirt and shorts and my thong. I strapped on the dildo and i watched her eyes grow hungry and her legs part slightly as i stepped toward her. The seven inch dildo erect and ready to please her. i slipped between her legs and as i teased her with the tip of it i reached up and played with her breasts. Squeezing them and playing with her nipples that had become hard with lust. I leaned down and took one in my mouth and i nibbled it gently…she sighed and as she did so i allowed the tip of the dildo to slip inside of her. She couldnt help but moan and at this point i didnt care. I reached up and untied her hands as i sucked and played with her nipple. her hands found their way to my bare back and as i thrusted into her she pulled my hips even harder into hers. her legs found their way around my waist and she used her legs to pull me farther into her. I kissed her lips with a new found passion as i fucked her deeply and slowly. i felt her begin to tense up and i knew she was close to cumming. I began to fuck her even more deeply..shoving the dildo in all the way and grinding my hips against hers with each thrust so that every inch of us was touching. Her wetness mingled with mine and i felt her hand come down between us as she rubbed her clit. The thought of her touching herself sent me over the edge and i rammed that cock hard into her shaking her little frame. A loud moan escaped her lips and she cried out.
“Oh…god…yes…fuck me…fuck me…FUCK ME!” her words broken up by my thrusts. Her nails found their way to my back and gripped me for dear life, digging her nails in so hard i was sure there would be scratches in the morning.
Suddenly her pouty lips opened and she screamed..she screamed my name and she screamed out as i pounded her.
I slipped out of her as she was cumming and shoved my fingers into her wanting to feel her tighten around them. She ground her pussy down on them and i felt her tighten as spasm after spasm hit her body. Her orgasm was intense and she pulled my body on top of hers as her mouth met mine. And as she finished i slowed. Loving how close we were to each other.
I kissed her once more and took in her beauty as her hair splayed across my bed like a halo. She was beautiful. And after tonight…she was mine.

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Girl goes looking for her sister in the wrong place

Amanda forced the girls to crawl on their knees back across the club leashed behind her all the way back to her private dungeon room. Once there, she forced Kendall to kneel on one side of the room against a pole where the back of her collar was locked to the pole keeping her in place. On the other side of the room she rebound Kim. First she removed her shoes and stockings and placed leather cuffs around her ankles and attached a hobble chain between them. Next she unbound her arms and forced them above her head where she attached leather cuffs around her wrists and reattached them to a cable above her head. This wasn’t too bad until her hobble chain was removed and a three foot spreader bar took it’s place which now forced her to balance up on top of the balls of her feet.

Amanda removed the pump gag from her mouth but left the ring gag in place. She then took two black, thin, studded leather straps and buckled each one tightly, stud side in, around the base of each of her large breasts, torturing them. Her breasts became firm, turning a slightly purplish color while heightening their sensitivity. The tightness of the straps along with the pressure of the studs against her skin hurt and she wept and moaned in pain.

Kendall could do nothing but watch helplessly from the other side of the room while Mistress Amanda placed a leather blind fold over Kim’s eyes and then picked up her favorite nine strand leather whip.

What the girls did not know was that there were four high definition cameras mounted high in each corner of the room that turned on automatically whenever someone entered the room recording all that happened there. It was there not only for Amanda’s amusement, but to make Amanda some under the table cash as she liked to sell copies of the videos on the under ground internet.

The next hour though was all about Amanda’s pleasure as she swung her whip. All nine stands of the whip slapped Kim across her right breast leaving red marks across her orb where they landed. Not being able to see because of the blindfold, Kim was totally taken by surprise when the whip landed across her breast. Her breast exploded in pain which simply took her breath away from her. The second struck across her left breast and she found her voice as she let out out a scream. Amanda smiled and waited until Kim stopped screaming and caught her breath in between her sobbing. Her arm swung again and once again the nine stands of the whip landed across Kim’s right breast for a second time. Kim screamed again as Amanda admired the new set of red stripes crossing the first set. When Kim had some semblance of calming down Amanda struck her left breast again. For over an hour Amanda tortured each of Kim’s breasts until there where no unmarked spaces from her whip. Each one burned a fiery red color and moved up and down with each heavy sob.

Putting the whip down Amanda fondled each of Kim’s breasts feeling the heat radiating from the whipping. While squeezing Kim’s right breast, she reached down with her right hand and cupped Kim’s mound between her legs.

“Wow, what a slut you are. You’re sopping wet.” She said and taking two fingers pushed then into her. “Getting you’re tits whipped really turned you on, didn’t it slut?” Her fingers pumping Kim’s sex.

Kim hung her head in shame not knowing how to respond. Was it true? Was she just a slut? How was she all wet when her breasts burned? She didn’t the answer when Amanda pulled her fingers out of Kim’s sex and shoved them into her mouth through her ring gag.

“Lick them clean, slut.”

Using her tongue, Kim did as she was ordered tasting her own cum on Amanda’s fingers. Amanda meanwhile kept pinching and pulling Kim’s nipples until she was satisfied her fingers where clean enough.

“Maybe slut we can help you with your problem…but I think we must enlist the aid of your younger sister.” She said as she walked over to Kendall and unlocked her from the pole. Amanda removed almost all of Kendall’s bonds and leather cat suit. She watched a the two Ben-wa balls came popping out of Kendall’s pussy one after the other. “These kept you juicing up without cumming, huh. Well that’s the way you need to stay for your Mistress bitch. Nice and wet.”

When she was finished Kendall still had her arms in the leather binder, the leather helmet, collar, and ring gag. Amanda walked her over to a leather covered table and made her sit down on the edge. Placing leather cuffs on her ankles she pulled her legs back on each side of the table and secured the ankle cuffs to rings set about mid-center of the table forcing her to keep her legs spread.

Next she took off the arm-binder and forced Kendall to lay back on the table. Taking each arm she attached her wrist cuffs to her ankle cuffs. Going over to a wall cabinet Kendall watched in horror as Amanda returned with a double dildo in her hand. Having the weight removed from her aching tongue felt good but now it was pinned down to the bottom of her mouth as one end of the dildo was forced into mouth through the ring gag until it locked in with a click. The tip of the dildo reached to the back of Kendall’s throat and she had to work at controlling her gag reflex to prevent throwing up in her mouth.
The other end of the dildo that protruded from her mouth was a monstrous thing. 8″long and 3″in circumference. It was ribbed with a bulbous head. Just below the the head it was ringed with knobby studs all around the circumfrence and the same way every inch down it’s length.

Amanda wheeled the table until Kendall’s head was between Kim’s thighs. Stepping down on a hydraulic pump she slowly raised the table. Kendall could only watch as she moved closer and closer towards Kim’s sex. She clearly could see the monstrous head of the dildo spread the lips of Kim’s sex and plunge inside. Kim let out a deep moan as the bulbous head penetrated her. Amanda kept raising the table until the first two knobby rings had disappeared into her sex.

“Feels good slut? Well I don’t think you’re going to like what come next.” She said and picked up a pair of Japanese butterfly clamps connected together by a short chain. Opening the first one she allowed it to close on Kim’s left nipple. Kim howled in pain and then again when Amanda placed the second one on Kim’s other nipple. The thing about Japanese butterfly clips is that the more you pull on them the tighter they get. Amanda picked up a second set of chains. These where set in a Y-shape. The first two ends she clipped to Kendall’s nipple rings. Then stretching the chain up she looped it over the chain attached to the butterfly clamps and pulled it down and attached it to Kendall’s clit ring. Kendall was forced to try and arch her back by lifting her hips and breasts upwards off of the table by her legs as the chains pulled her nipples and clit ring upwards towards Kim’s breasts as Kim’s were stretched downwards by the butterfly clamps.

Amanda reached out and pulled on the chain several times stretching the girls breasts even further eliciting further moans of pain from both girls. This pleased Amanda very much.

Moving behind Kim, Amanda undid the chain attached to Kim’s hands holding them upwards. Keeping tension on the chain in her hand so Kim wasn’t able to lower herself to her heals, she attached it to the ring at the top of Kendall’s hood. Now if Kim lowered herself she would end up pulling Kendall’s head up off the table further thrusting the dildo up in side of her.

Last, Amanda strapped a pair of butterfly vibrators on both Kendall and Kim just above their sex and turn them on low. More stimulation but not enough to send the girls over the edge. “Alright girls, I’ll be back in a few hours. I’m sure you two can keep each other amused.” And left the room.

Kim could not see Kendall but knew she was below her where as Kendall was looking straight up at Kim between her legs.

Kendall watched as Kim’s thighs quivered from trying to hold her body up on the balls of her feet but was losing the battle. Kim lowered herself just a few inches and Kendall’s head moved upwards pushing the thick dildo further into Kim. Kim quickly rose back up on her toes and the dildo and Kendall’s head lowered. But this caused the the chains to pull further on Kim’s and Kendall’s nipples and clit. Kim lowered herself again, a little further this time and Kendall watched as her head moved upwards along with the thick dildo. Kim forced herself upwards again, but could not hold her position for two long and again lowered herself. Over and over again, she moved up and down slowly fucking herself with Kendall’s mouth dildo. She was torn between the pain in her nipples and the the cramping of her legs and the pleasure of riding the thick ribbed dildo. Soon she was rocking faster and faster. Kendall’s head jerked up and down. Her nipple rings and clit ring continued their pull as Kim moved. And all she could do was watch as the dildo moved in and out of her older sister. Entering deeper and deeper. Suddenly, Kim’s body quivered and shook and she dropped completely down onto her heals. The 8” dildo buried it self all the way into Kim’s sex and Kendall’s head was pulled upward and pressed between Kim’s ass cheeks with her nose up pressed against Kim’s wrinkly rosebud as Kim came hard.

The orgasm washed over her and her whole body shuddered. Even with her eyes covered, she rolled them up into her head as she came. After what felt like a long time, Kim could feel the end of the dildo pressed hard up against her cervix, hurting. Also, there was something pressing up against her anus. OMG, Kendall! Kim immediately rose up onto the balls of her feet. The dildo lowered to just the two inches in side of her and Kendall’s head rested down on the table. But the clamps pulled painfully as Kendall tried to keep her body raised up off of the table. Soon Kim’s legs were quivering once again and Kendall watched helplessly as the cycle began to repeat itself all over again….Oh God she thought.

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This is a new departure for me, as I have not written anything really autobiographical before – a few incidents in my stories are based on real events (not the coercive or violent ones, of course), but only loosely. However, this particular happening on our summer holiday was so sexy that I have been longing to write about it, and in the end my partner has agreed to me posting this. The title comes from those junior school essays we used to have to write when we went back to school after the summer, or we did when I was a girl anyway.

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2009

I am 38 and my partner, Claire, is 34. She is both a bit taller and slimmer than me, taking a 30C bra size to my 34D. She has light brown hair which is streaked with blonde highlights, bright eyes and laughing lips, long legs and an ass to die for – I swear she’s stolen it from some 18 year old! She is fit and feisty – we go to the gym fairly regularly, and she works out on the cycling and rowing machines, whilst I just swim. We have been together for nearly five years, and for the last three summers have taken our main holiday at a villa in the south of France, in an quiet country region a bit away from the usual tourist areas. This is the story of what happened one day, an amazing fuck that still gets me wet every time I think about the memory … which is why I’ve decided to write it all down.

The villa is great in lots of ways, and perfect in one particular respect – it’s completely private. The nearest small village is about two miles away, and no other dwelling is close to it. It is also on the top of a small ridge, and so it is not overlooked from anywhere else. At the back of the villa, the french windows of the master bedroom, living room and kitchen open onto a paved patio, beyond which is the well-kept lawn of a fairly large garden. All of this is surrounded on the other three sides by a brick wall about three metres high, and at the further end there is a row of cypress trees planted a few feet in from the wall, which tower above it and give a welcome area of shade when the patio gets too hot to sit out on.

One morning in the middle of the first week, I was relaxing on a sun lounger on the patio, reading a novel (a C.J. Cherryh, actually), and wearing – more from habit than any need – a string-tied bikini top and bottom. Claire had taken the car into the village to get fresh bread and croissants, and I heard her come back and park in the garage. However, it was quite a few minutes before she appeared, carrying a large dark green canvas bag as well as the bakery goods. She dropped the latter off in the kitchen, and then came over to me in a mood of bubbling enthusiasm.

‘Babe, look what I found at the back of the garage,’ she said.

I put my book down, and looked at the bag – which was not very informative. ‘Yes?’, I enquired.

‘It’s a croquet set!’ she answered, and proceeded to empty the contents out. There was a set of curved metal hoops, four clubs (I learned later they are actually called mallets), several balls, a centre peg and a wooden hammer; it all looked fairly new, and I guessed it had been acquired since our previous visit.

‘I don’t know, honey,’ I said rather doubtfully, ‘maybe one evening – it’s getting hot now’.

She pursed her lips for a second, looking at me as if there was some joke which I hadn’t understood, and laughed. Then she leaned forward, cupping one of my breasts in her hand and squeezing gently, and gave me a brief kiss on the lips.

‘No – you’re hot, and I know what I want to do about it!’ she said, and there was that mischievous look in her eyes that always turns me on, not least because it is often the prelude to great sex – and so it proved.

‘OK,’ I said, not quite sure where this was going. It turned out to be going to the lawn, as she took me by the wrist and led me out into the middle of it. The day was warm, but the sun was not yet high enough to make it scorching, and there was a welcome light breeze. The lawn must have been tenderly cultivated since the Romans, for it was close-mown but still soft, springy and lushly green – like a wonderful thick carpet.

It turned out that Claire’s idea of playing croquet was nothing like the usual rules. She instructed me to lie down, spread-eagled in a X-shape with my legs and arms apart. Then she took a metal hoop, placed it over my ankle, and knocked it in with the mallet. She had little difficulty sinking it into the soft ground, and was careful with the final strokes – but in a few seconds the cool metal was enclosing my ankle and my leg was firmly pinned to the ground. She did the same for the other ankle and then put two hoops in to hold each arm – one at the wrist and one at the elbow, so that I could raise my shoulders three or four inches off the ground, but otherwise had no freedom of movement at all.

Now, I should tell you that we don’t often play games of restraint, at the most enjoying a bit of light bondage sometimes for a spicy change. But this being staked out on the grass under the summer sun was so dammed sexy, it was giving a new meaning to getting hot – and it was turning both of us on. I was writhing (as much as I could) in the hoops, not to get free but from sexual frustration – I couldn’t touch myself, of course, and my lover wasn’t yet doing her duty. Instead, she stood at my feet, looking up between my spread-open legs, with an expression of lustful glee.

‘Oh, yeah!’ she breathed softly, ‘I do like you like that!’ To look respectable for going to the village, she had put on a cotton wrap skirt in a colourful floral print, a really pretty short-length camisole top in white cheesecloth, and underneath a pink T-shirt bra and a matching rather skimpy pair of string panties. Now, as she admired my prone and pinioned form, she slipped a hand inside the wrap of the skirt, and was clearly giving some attention to her own pussy. What about mine?!

‘Hey!!’, I said, as I struggled a bit more. Then I relaxed and watched with pleasure, as she did a slow, sexy, teasing strip in front of me. First she kicked aside her flip-flops, then the straps of the cami top came down from her shoulders and she pulled it down over her hips, and despatched that as well. With some sinuous twirls, the tie of the wrap skirt was undone, and she held it open to show the underwear beneath. Finally, off came the bra and down came the panties, and my lover stood there in the nude, hands jauntily on her hips, looking very pleased with herself.

Next she knelt between my spread legs, and spent a couple of minutes letting her hands roam over my body, concentrating first on my breasts and stomach, and then tracing her fingers deliciously up my inner thighs. This was so stimulating, and more so because I was imprisoned in the croquet hoops, and the wetness between my legs had little to do with the Mediterranean sunshine.

Claire undid the halter string of my bikini top, pulled it downwards, and then removed it altogether. I gave a sigh of satisfaction as her mouth descended on my breasts – that girl really knows how to suck a tit, and mine were firm and pointy within seconds. Then she sat back on her haunches, and untied the string at each hip which held my bikini briefs in place. It was like unwrapping a birthday present, and I felt so exposed and aroused when she gently pulled the front fabric downwards to reveal my pussy. She fingered me for a moment, getting my juices flowing even more, eliciting from me the first in a series of moans.

Now Claire moved on to what she had really had in mind all along, the idea that had swept her away the moment that she had found the croquet set. She swung round, lowering her ass and pussy onto my face for me to give her some eager oral attention. I was straining in my bonds to get my tongue into her vagina, seeking the prize of her clitoris, when I felt an amazing sensation in my cunt.

I had assumed that Claire would go down on me, as 69 is just about our favourite way of making love. Instead, I was being penetrated by something hard and firm and – as I discovered with a squeal – also very long. It took a moment to register what was happening, and then I realised that Claire was fucking me with the handle of one of the croquet mallets! And it was an amazing feeling, as I sucked in her smell and the taste of mingled sweat and pussy juice, to have my lover sitting astride my captive body, and ramming this phallic pole in and out of my vagina, with deeper and longer strokes.

‘Oh, jeez, honey, yes!’ I moaned, muffled by having a face full of sweetly opened labia. A further thrust made me arch my back, as far as I could do so. I started to shriek (knowing that no one could hear us): ‘Oh, fuck! Give it to me! give it me good, give it me!! Do me, babe, now – NOW! – FUCK, YES, NOW!!! And I came massively, bone-shakingly, breathlessly, with a long shudder and tremor, my buttocks clenching, my hips thrusting, my back arching as much as the metal hoops would let me. I felt like the world was whirling around me, dizzy and a bit faint. ‘Fucking amazing,’ I thought, ‘and what an amazing fuck!’

I still had to finish her off, and she sat back further on my face, shifting her hands to my breasts, kneading and rubbing them. I gathered a bit of strength from somewhere, and applied myself to the task eagerly. Before long, she was rising up and down, hands spread out to keep from toppling over, her pussy wide open and her eyes squeezed shut. She shifted her hands suddenly to her own tits, and I knew she was about to come – she often pulls on her own nipples as she approaches orgasm. And so it was, and she climaxed with a series of deep rasping grunts, their rapidity and pitch increasing as she approached that golden moment of ecstasy and relief.

Spent and satisfied, Claire rolled off me. For a moment she lay beside me on the grass, and then she kissed me softly on the lips. She rose to her feet and, before I could grasp what she was intending, she gave me a wave, blew me a kiss – and walked off into the house, leaving me pinned on the lawn, legs wide open and arms stretched above my head. I called out to her, but she disappeared into the kitchen, so I shifted to yelling.

‘Claire? Claire! let me go! – what’s going on, what are you doing? Claire?!! Claire, you cunt, you can’t leave me here like this!! Let me go – please!’ I shouted and pleaded for several minutes, wondering what she was up to. Then she came into my view again, having restored her bra and skirt (but not the panties). She had a bottle of beer in one hand, chilled from the fridge, and I watched in mounting disbelief as she took a long swig from it.

‘Don’t I get any?’, I asked, trying for a wheedling voice. ‘C’mon, babe, let me out of this – please?’

‘Sure, you get some’, she said, and she held the bottle to my lips to let me take a mouthful. But then, she poured the remainder over my pussy, and lapped it up with her tongue. I’m really not into the food thing – and thank God, Claire isn’t either – as I’ve never found it to be erotic, but I must admit that her oral attentions to my cum-drenched, beer-soaked vagina were tantalisingly different from usual. I came again under her attentions, though not with the volcanic eruption of the first fuck with the mallet.

As if she could read my thoughts, Claire picked up the mallet that had been the substitute dildo, and re-inserted it. I was thoroughly wet and loose now, and it sank in even further than before. Claire pistoned it in and out half a dozen times, until I climaxed again with something like a banshee wail. Then she left it in there, well inside me, and to my disbelief she got up and walked away. I shouted at her again and again to come and remove the mallet and hoops, but she just laughed and gave her impish smile – and then she sat on the swing chair, shaded by its awning, and flicked through a magazine.

‘I like the view as it is, sweetie,’ she shook her head, and teased: ‘maybe later …’

I couldn’t believe it, the nerve of it. I had hugely enjoyed the amazing sex, and the erotic sensation of being staked down, submissive to my younger lover. But this was not so funny, and how long did she intend to leave me here anyway? I began to get a bit cross, which of course was exactly what Claire was intending to happen.

Of course, the croquet hoops were not that firmly embedded into the soft earth, and once I realised it was down to me to get free, it really was not too difficult. The slowest part was getting the first wrist hoop pulled up enough to slip out of, and then the elbow one on the same arm. After that, the other arm and the ankles were quick and easy, and I slowly pulled the mallet handle out of my vagina – getting quite a delicious sensation as I did so. I was a bit stiff and had pins and needles as I got to my feet, naked and a bit cheesed off. I advanced up the lawn menacingly towards her chair, as she dropped her magazine and jumped to her feet.

‘It’s payback time, I’m gonna have you!’ I growled, admittedly hamming it up a bit – I wasn’t really that cross, but I didn’t mind her wondering for a minute or two. She gave a squeal that was half-alarmed and half-delighted, and scuttled behind a sun lounger.

‘Mmm, yes,’ she said with a wicked grin, ‘but, first – you gotta catch me!!’, and with that she took off at a run, barefoot, first down into the garden and then – as I raced after her – back up onto the patio, through the kitchen (dodging around the big oak table), through the sitting room, and into our bedroom. This was a dead end, but – of course – it was where she had always intended that I would catch her.

I was aroused by the chase, but also still just a bit mad at her, so I was a bit firmer than I would ever normally be. I grabbed Claire and flung her face-down, with her top half on the bed and her ass sticking out over the edge, her knees and feet on the floor. I pulled the wrap skirt roughly open and up around her waist, exposing that sweet fantastic firm ass of hers. I was going to make it tremble with ecstasy – but first, lesson time!

‘You are a naughty, naughty girl!’ I said, as sternly as I could, but nearly breaking down into laughter. To cover that up, I gave her a firm smack on each butt – not really painful, but enough to sting and produce a very satisfactory yelp of protest. That only encouraged me to give one more to each cheek, as she squealed and wriggled. Then I put my hand on her back, swiftly undoing her bra, and ordered her in a no-nonsense tone of voice not to move.

Quickly, I reached into the nearby dresser drawer and found my strap-on, and buckled it into place. Then I pushed her legs further apart and ran a finger along the length of her pussy cleft. As I thought, she was almost dripping wet, and her labia were already slightly parted. So, with no more ceremony or foreplay, I gripped her firmly above the hips, lined the knob of the plastic dildo up and plunged it into her, all the way home so that the backplate gave a firm smack against her buttocks. Claire gave a shriek of mingled shock and delight, raising her ass up off the bed to give me a better alignment for ramming it into her again. I was riding a wave of lust and excitement, and I lost all restraint, giving her a harder, faster fucking than we ever usually do (and doing her doggy-style is one of my favourites, her ass is just so neat). I was getting off on this as much as she was, and we were both nearly screaming, mounting rapidly to climax. It exploded way too soon, and I collapsed on top of her. We lay together on the rumpled sheets, out of breath, but laughing and kissing. After that, only one thing was possible – a long soak in the bath together, and another good thing about the villa is its positively sybaritic bathroom, which features a large oval whirlpool bath in white marble which has plenty of room for two.

We played “croquet” a few more times during the holiday, although by agreement we didn’t again leave whoever was pinned down to get herself free. A couple of times, as a prelude, we actually played the proper game itself – it’s quite fun, on a good lawn like that – with the prize being that the winner got to stake out the loser. I hope, when we go next summer, the croquet set is still there …

If you enjoyed this, you might like my fiction stories as well …

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The Devil’s Pact
by mypenname3000
copyright 2013

Chapter Four: Salesgirls

Mary and I exited the Heavenly Creature’s Salon, arm’s wrapped around each other’s waist. “Where’s your car?” Mary asked, peering curiously around the parking lot.

“I got rid of that P.O.S.,” I told her, leading her to my new silver Mustang. The original owner decided to be an asshole to me so I swapped cars with him and sent his wife into an orgy to punish him. “Here’s my new ride, Mare.”

Mary raised her eyebrows at the car. “How’d that happened.”

“I traded my car for it.”

“How can you do that?” Mary asked. “Everyone just does what you tell them to.”

It was simple, I made a deal with the devil and now people have to do what I tell them, happily and willingly. But, I didn’t want to tell Mary that. “If you really want to know, I’ll tell you tonight. Think carefully about it. You won’t like the answer.”

She frowned at me, auburn eyebrows furrowing. “What does that mean?”

“Just think about it,” I told her. I could tell her to just forget about it. But, something stopped me. I loved her. It didn’t feel right making her do what I wanted to. She wasn’t like the other women. I kissed her on forehead. “I love you.”

She blushed and smiled. “Love you, too, hun.” Her lips were soft and warm on my as she kissed me. “So, you’re going to buy me new clothes?”

“I am,” I told her. “You can get whatever you want. No matter the cost.”

“Well then, I hope you can keep up.”

“I’m your stallion. I have loads of stamina.” At least sexual stamina. Another thing I got from the Devil. And a long, healthy life.

She giggled. “I bet you do.” Her hand grasped my cock and felt it hardened beneath her touch. Then she was slipping into the passenger seat of my Mustang. “Come on,” she said impatiently.

“Okay, Mare,” I said, adjusting my cock in my pants. I got into my new Mustang. The engine roared gloriously to life.

“The Mustang fits you,” Mary said as I backed out of the space. “You’re free from the rules of society. You’re a wild horse roaming the plains, mounting any filly you want.” I grinned at her. “You can have all the filly’s you want, just remember I’m your number one mare.”

“Forever,” I answered and she nodded. “Of course, your free to mount just as many fillies.”

Mary laughed in a rich, musical timbre. “How would two fillies fuck?” she asked. “I don’t think mounting would work. Maybe they would just back into each other to rub pussies together.” I laughed, picturing two horses pressing their rears together.

“Maybe they would take turns licking,” I suggested, stopping at the light at the parking lots exit. Across the street was our destination, the South Hill Mall.

Mary laughed harder. “Like … a salt … lick,” she gasped between laughs. Her laugh was contagious and I found myself laughing with her. She had turned a bright red and it was a minute before she regained her composure. “I’ve always wanted horses,” she said after she caught her breath. “I remember the last summer before …” She paused, sadness flickering across her face, “before my mom left, she took me out riding in the mountains. They were majestic creatures. Have you ever ridden a horse?”

“No,” I said with a shake of my head. The light turned green and I crossed Meridian. “Maybe we could go riding together.”

Mary smiled at me. “I would like that.”

I found a place to park. I used the remote to lock the car and chuckled as all the lights flashed and the horn honked. I never had a car with remote locks before and I unlocked it and locked it again. Mary watched with an amused expression. “Having fun?” she asked me.

“Yeah,” I said, unlocking the car again. She rolled her eyes at me and I grinned at her and locked the door. “Fine, I’m finished.”

Arms wrapped around each other’s waist, we entered into the mall. We walked slowly through the mall, window shopping and girl watching. The girl watching turned into a kind of game where we would each take turns pointing out a cute girl and whispering what we would like to do to them. Once, Mary pointed out a Latina with a full ass and a tribal tramp stamp and whispered in my ear, “I would love to eat your cum out of her ass,” right as this old lady walk buy. The old lady looked disgust at us and we broke out laughing as she stalked away.

The first store Mary led us to was Old Navy. It was brightly lit and full of colorful clothes. “I love to shop here,” Mary told me. She saw something on a rack of clothing and practically flew over, grabbing the sleeve of a shirt. “These are so cute!” she exclaimed as she browsed the clothes.

“How are you doing today,” a nasally pitched, effeminate young man asked Mary. I was disappointed. I was hoping for a cute girl working the register that I could have some fun with while Mary shopped, not some guy. I sighed in disappointment, as he explained in excited detail all about the shirts Mary was browsing. I was starting to suspect he was gay, no straight guy could possibly be that excited about clothing. Oh well, at least he would not be hitting on Mary.

I looked around the store and it was pretty empty save for a beautiful teenage girl, pixie slim, with long, blue-back hair streaked with bright, purple highlights. I smiled, guess I was going to have some fun after all. She wore floral print tanktop that was cut short enough to expose her flat stomach and pierced bellybutton. Underneath her short jean skirt, she wore hot pink leggings. The girl held up a top to show someone and I saw an older woman half-hidden behind a clothes rack. She was in her mid-thirties, attractive, and resembled the girl. She was either an older sister or was really young when she had her daughter.

“Hey,” I told the store clerk. “Go close the security gate and then assist Mary with her shopping. Ignore the fucking going on in the back of the store.”

“Oh, absolutely, sir,” he said and sauntered off.

Mary glanced back in the girl, her eyes lighting up when she saw the pixyish beauty in the back. “She’s cute.” Mary slapped my ass. “Give her a good ride, stallion.”

God, I loved Mary. I kissed her, before I threaded my way to the back of the store, while behind me the security gate started to close. The teenage girl and her companion looked up in alarm. “It’s okay,” I told them, smiling pleasantly. “You can keep shopping.”

“What’s going on,” the woman asked, putting a protective arm around the teenager. She was as beautiful as the girl; not the fresh innocent of a teenager, but the lush maturity of an adult. She dressed in a loose flowing, white sundress covered in sunflowers. The dress fell to mid thigh and was cut low to show off her abundant cleavage. She was a least a cup size larger than the teenager, probably a C.

“I’m an inspector,” I lied, “and we just need some privacy. Nothing to be frightened about.” Both women relaxed. “I’m Mark.”

“I’m Laura,” the woman in the sundress said, “and this is my daughter, Melody.”

“Hi,” Melody greeted in a chipper voice. “Today’s my birthday. I turned sixteen.”

“How sweet,” I said. “Well, I think I have a birthday present for you.”

Her eyes widened in excitement. “Free clothes!” she shrieked, and threw her arms around me in a hug. Her body was warm and firm against me, her small breasts pressing softly into my chest. She smelled of lilac. It was nice for the brief moment it lasted, then the girl moved away, blushing in embarrassment.

“I need to inspect both your bodies, because I’m a female body inspector,” I said, using the lamest line I ever saw on a T-Shirt. “That’s what my camcorders for. And I need you both to cooperate one hundred percent. So, Laura, I need to see your breasts.”

Laura nodded and pulled her sundress over her head. She was wearing a lacy, red bra and matching red, transparent panties. “Damn, mom, what’s with the sexy underwear. You and Tony going to get frisky tonight?” Melody asked with a sly grin. “On my birthday?”

“Maybe,” Laura quipped. “You were going out with your friends, right?”

I noticed the wedding band on Laura’s finger. “You call your dad, Tony?” I asked Melody.

“My step-dad,” Melody scowled. “He’s alright.”

Laura reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Her tits were large, round, marred only by the tiniest of stretch marks. Her aerola were the largest I ever seen, as big as a silver dollar. “Melody, play with your mom’s nipples till their hard.”

Melody’s slim fingers reached out, caressing her mother’s aerola, circling the pink flesh as her nipple hardened. Laura sighed softly as her daughter’s fingers slid across to the other breast. Melody squeezed her tit, then rubbed her palm across the nipple in slow circles. When she finished, both mother and daughter were flushed with excitement, Melody’s nipples pressed hard against her blouse, as erect as her mothers.

“Very nice,” I said as I filmed her. “Panties next.” Laura shrugged out of her panties. A black, triangular patch of hair grew above the bare lips of her pussy. A gold ring pierced the hood of her clit, glinting sexily.

“Fuck, mom!” Melody cursed in surprise. “When did you get your cunny pierced?”

Laura blushed. “Well, I had a … wild youth,” she answered, delicately. “And, um, Tony, he likes to, um, play with it.”

“Okay, Melody, time to see how you stack-up compared to your mother.”

Melody grinned impishly. “I thick I stack-up very well,” she boasted. She peeled off her top revealing a hot-pink bra, which quickly followed the shirt to the floor. Her breasts were small, firm, and perky, topped with small, pink nipples. Next, she kicked off her stylish, black shoes and then wiggled out of her jean skirts. Lastly, she peeled off the pink leggings and a pair of pink panties. Her ass was slim and her legs slender. Her pussy was tight and shaved bare, her clit hard and peeking out.

“You both are very beautiful,” I said, unbuttoning my pants and pulling out my half-hard dick.

“What do you plan on doing with that,” Melody asked, eying my cock nervously.

“It’s your birthday present,” I told Melody. “But I need you and your mom to get it ready. So both of you start sucking.”

Mother and daughter knelt before me. Laura grasped my dick and licked up one side. Melody copied her mom, licking up the other side. My dick started to harden as mother and daughter slid wet tongues up my shaft. They both reached the tip, tongues sliding wetly over the head. They both jumped back when their tongues brushed together about my cock. “Don’t be scared to kiss, ladies. Both of you have long desired each other. Don’t be afraid to explore those desires.”

Their mouths were hot on my cock, kissing around my cock. Laura reached out slowly, tenderly, and cupped her daughter’s perky tit. Melody moaned as her mother delicately rolled her hard nipple between her fingers. Laura’s sucked the tip of my dick into her wet and warm mouth and Melody started to kiss her mother’s cheek, the girl’s pink lips moving lower, down her mother’s sloping neck, down her breastbone. Laura sucked harder on my cock as her daughter’s lips enveloped her hard nipple, nursing at her mothers breast.

“Are they related?” Mary asked. She had several blouses folded over one arm. Behind her, the clerk had even more clothes draped over his arm.

“Yeah, mother and daughter,” I moaned as Laura started bobbing her head on my cock. “Did you find something you like?”

“Gabe and I have come up with a few outfits,” Mary answered. “You have fun, hun.”

I kissed her. “I love you, Mare.”

“Even with another woman’s mouth on your cock?” Mary asked mischievously.

“Well, she’s sucking my cock pretty well,” I said, pretending to consider. “Yeah, even with her mouth on my dick.”

“Good,” she answered with a smile and kissed me. “C’mon, Gabe.” Mary led the clerk to the changing rooms at the back of the store.

I glanced down at the two women, Melody sucking hard at her mother’s tit. My eyes followed the lines of her back to her slim ass. I pulled my cock out Laura’s sweet mouth and knelt down behind Melody. Laura threw back her head, moaning, cradling her daughter’s head to her tit. “Oh, my sweet child,” she moaned. “I’ve missed nursing you.”

I knelt down behind Melody, and gripped her waist, lifting her up so she was on her knees, still sucking at her mom’s tit. “Here’s your birthday present,” I said and thrust my cock into her wet cunt. She was tight, like a vice, and so fucking warm.

“Oh, fuck!” Melody gasped, “Christ, he’s bigger than Dillon! He’s stretching my cunny so good, mom!”

“Happy birthday, Melody,” Laura said, stroking her daughter’s face. She bent down and captured her daughter’s lips in a loving kiss. “I got a present for you, too, songbird.” Laura sat on the floor, spreading her legs wide before Melody’s face. Laura’s cunt was wet, lips spread wide open. “Eat momma’s cunny!” Melody leaned down, pink tongue sliding up her mother’s slit as I fucked hard into her tight hole.

“Hun, how’s do I look?” Mary asked as I fucked Melody’s cunt. She was stepping out of the changing room dressed in a red dress, tight on her body. A red skirt cinched just under her breasts fell loosely about her waist, ending above the knees. The dress had no sleeves or straps, and exposed a fair amount of her freckled bosom.

I whistled appreciatively. “You look hot,” I said, not pausing my fucking Melody’s tight cunt.

“You look cute, sweetie,” Laura moaned. “And so do you, songbird! You look so cute eating your mama-bird’s cunny.”

Melody’s cunt was so tight and silky, I held off cumming as long as I could, wanting to enjoy her teenage cunt and watch the slut eat her mother’s dripping cunny. Mary came out modeling four more outfits: a pair of tight jeans and a hot pink, button-up blouse; red capris pants with a white tanktop decorated with pink flowers; a pleated black skirt and blue, transparent shirt with little black songbirds on it and a black bra visible through the fabric; and a red and white striped pencil skirt with a white, a white, gauzy shirt with a v-neckline.

While Mary was modeling outfits, Melody had brought Laura to four screaming orgasms, Laura’s juices flooding her daughter’s lips. Melody drank her mother’s nectar like a woman dying of thirst. Twice, Melody’s tight cunt and constricted on my cock as I fucked her to orgasm.

“What’d you think,” Mary asked for the sixth time, twirling in a black dress, the loose skirt billowing out.

I eyed her up and down. The dress had a loose skirt, cinched at her waist, and then fitted tightly on her torso, clinging to her breasts like a second skin. The dress had short sleeves, that barely covered her shoulders, and a square cut neckline that exposed her bosom almost to her areolas. The bodice lifted her breasts up, enhancing them to seem larger and rounder. “God, your beautiful,” I moaned. I couldn’t hold back any longer and shot my cum in Melody’s tight cunt. Three large blasts straight into her young womb.

I pulled out, cum oozing slowly out of her tight hole, and stood up. I walked over to Mary and hugged her and kissed her passionately. We made out for a few minutes, my hand sliding down her back to grope at her ass through the sleek fabric. “I guess you like it,” Mary said when we broke our kiss. She glanced down and winced. “Of course, you got cum all over the front.” I looked down, my cum stained cock had rubbed on the skirt, staining the fabric.

“Gabe, bag up Mary’s clothes and find a fresh copy of this dress in her size,” I ordered. “Of course, sir,” Gabe answered with his nasally voice.

“Leave out the pencil skirt and the white, peasant blouse,” Mary ordered Gabe, who nodded his head in agreement.

“Ohh, fuck, eat my cunny, mom!” Melody moaned. Mary and I looked over to see Melody on her back, her mother between her spread legs, digging my cum out of her daughter’s pussy with her tongue. Mary’s hand found my cock and she gently stroked it as we watched Laura eat out her daughter’s cunt. Melody writhed on her back, hands gripping her mother’s head as she moaned in ecstasy. My hand slid down Mary’s backside and lifted the hem of her dress and slid underneath. She wasn’t wearing panties and I caressed her bare ass before I stuck a finger up her ass. Mary moaned, squeezing my cock harder as she jerked me off.

“When Melody cums, you take the mother and I’ll have the daughter,” Mary whispered in my ear. Mary read my mind and I nodded my head in agreement.

Melody was panting loudly as her mother vigorously ate her cunt. “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum! Oh, mommy, you’re making my cunny explode!” Melody writhed and flexed as her orgasm rolled over her. Laura gently licked up her daughter’s juices before crawling up her daughter’s body to kiss her gently on the lips.

“Happy birthday, songbird,” Laura whispered.

“Thank you, mama-bird,” Melody breathed. “That was wonderful.” Then she kissed her mother back.

Mary and I walked over to the happy family. “That was real hot, ladies,” I said. “Mare, here, wants to give Melody a present as well.”

Melody smiled eagerly up at Mary. Laura rolled off her daughter, both sweaty and flushed. Mare pulled her dress up over her head, revealing her pale curves. Melody’s eyes drank in Mary’s naked form. “Your heart is real cute,” Melody said as she stared at the heart-shaped patch of auburn pubic hair that grew above Mary’s waxed pussy lips.

“Thanks,” Mary said. “I love you belly piercing.” Mary knelt down and gave Melody’s bellybutton piercing, a dangling silver chain with a small ruby on the end, a tug. Then Mary crawled on top of Melody. Their breasts kissed and then their mouths. Mary settled her weight on Melody’s lithe body. Melody spread her legs, wrapping them about Mary’s waist, and Mary started to rotate her hips, fucking her clit into Melody’s.

“Oh, shit,” Melody moaned. “Our clits are touching. Oh, fuck that’s good.”

“Damn, that’s hot watching you trib,” I told Mary. “I love watching tribbing!”

“Tribbing, is that, uhhh, what it’s called?” Mary panted. “Discovered it with Joy today. Mmhhh, squeeze my ass. Don’t be afraid to stick a finger in.” Melody’s hand clawed at Mary’s butt. Mary bucked her hips hard when Melody’s finger slid slowly into her asshole.

I handed the camcorder to Gabe. “Film,” I ordered as I got on top Laura, her legs spread invitingly open for me. Laura grasped my cock and and guided it to her wet cunt. I slid in, slowly, savoring her pussy’s warm embrace. She was looser than her daughter, but still had a firm, warm grip. Laura fucked her hips back into me, matching my rhythm. I kissed at her neck while she clawed at my back and moaned in wordless pleasure. I looked over to my left and watched Mary riding Melody hard. Both girls were panting and moaning, pink tongues exploring each other’s mouths, and hands groping firm breasts, tweaking hard nipples.

“I guess you figured out how two fillies could fuck,” I told Mary.

Mary grinned at me and moaned, “I did! And it’s sooo good! How’s your filly?”

“She’s a spirit ride,” I panted back. I noticed our hands were close together and I reached out and caressed Mary’s hand. She smiled at me and our finger’s interlocked as we fucked our fillies hard. Mary’s plump ass flexed and jiggled as she rubbed her clit and pussy into Melody’s.

“Oh, god, this is a great present!” gasped Melody. “Ohh, fuck, you’re making me cum.” Melody wriggled beneath Mary, fingering her ass and kissing her neck as she came. Mary captured her lips as her body shuddered in orgasm on top the sixteen year old.

I sucked Laura’s large nipple into my mouth, exploring the hard, sensitive nub with my tongue as her cunt squeezed my cock. “Oh, crap!” Laura moaned, fingernails leaving hot scratches down my back as she came underneath me.

I was close to cumming as I pulled out of Laura’s warmth and jerked off over her, spraying her belly and large tits. She panted, my white cum running thickly down across her belly and the slopes of her breasts. Mary slid off Melody and started licking my cum of her belly while Melody cleaned the cum off her mother’s tits. It was so beautiful, watching my Mary lick my cum off another woman. Gabe was filming my cock, I realized, not the beautiful women on the floor and I pointed at the girls.

Laura pulled her daughter into her embrace and kissed her cum stained lips. “Thanks mom,” Melody said happily, “this has been the best birthday ever!”

Laura smiled and kissed her daughter’s inviting lips again. “We definitely have to play hooky again next year.”

Clothes were found and everyone got dressed. Mary and I took turns kissing mother and daughter. I gave them my cell number and told them to call for Melody’s next birthday. Mary looked fantastic in her red-and-white striped skirt and white, peasant blouse. I told her she looked gorgeous, and she smiled happily. Gabe had the rest of Mary’s clothes bagged up at the cash register and once we were all decent, he opened the security gate.

“Gabe,” I said as Mary and I were walking out the store. “Give Melody an outfit for free. It’s her birthday, after all.”

Gabe answered in his nasally, effeminate voice, “Of course sir. There’s this charming blue chambray dress with white songbirds that’s just to die for. Girlfriend, you will look absolutely stunning in!” he said, leading Melody towards a rack of dresses.

“You want to get lunch?” I asked Mary. I was famished after so much fucking. Mary’s stomach gave a cute rumble and she laughed.

We went to the food court and purchased lunch. Mary got a large plate of pasta and a slice of pizza from Sbarro’s while I hit up the Chinese buffet, getting chow mein, orange chicken, sweet and sour pork and some egg rolls to share with Mary. We chatted as we ate, talking about the TV Shows that we liked, and about movies and books. Mary, it turned out, loved cop dramas. She watched all of them. Her favorites were Castle and Bones. And she just loved Grey’s Anatomy, which I confessed I had never watched before. Somehow I ended up promising to watch Grey’s Anatomy reruns on netflix with her.

Then, the conversation turned to books and it turned out we both liked to read fantasy and sci-fi, much to our mutual delight. I got introduced to fantasy through Tolkien and Mary through Twilight, but I choose not to hold that against her. We discussed our favorite books and gave each other recommendations; Mary recommended Brandon Sanderson’s ‘Mistborn’ trilogy, and I told her to check out Steven Erikson’s ‘Malazan Book of the Fallen’. When I glanced at my cell phone, I was surprised that we just spent an hour talking about Song of Ice and Fire theories.

With lunch finished, Mary had more shopping to do. I grabbed the bags, and arms around the other’s waist, we walked through the mall. Passing Hot Topic, my eye caught a slutty sailor dress on display. It was blue and white with red bows, low cut bodice, and a short, ruffled skirt. I bet Mary would look so hot in that dress. Mary saw what I was looking at and smiled.

“You like that dress?” Mary asked and I nodded. She gave a throaty laugh. “Okay, I have an idea. I’ll go in and pick up some of their naughtier clothing as a surprise for you. And that sailor dress, and you can amuse yourself.”

“How?” I asked, curious.

There was a naughty twinkle in her eye. She pointed to the two salesgirls lounging at the register. One was a blonde with short hair wearing a pink plaid, very short, catholic school girl skirt, a white corset with black lacings, and knee high, white socks. The other girl was behind the counter and wore a red corset, laced up the front, the bodice pushing up her tits. Her hair was black, with blue and purple streaks, gathered in twin pigtails. Both girls had black lipstick and multiple piercings dotting lips, noses, and eyebrows.

“If you stood behind the girl at the cash register, I bet you could be fucking her and no one could tell. Just lift up her skirt and bury your cock in,” Mary said. “That should keep you busy while the blonde helps me shop and bags my purchases.”

“What if she doesn’t have a skirt?” I asked, straining to look.

“Then fuck the blonde,” Mary answered, shaking her head at me, amazed I could be so stupid. “But, I bet you she’s wearing a skirt, and she’s tall enough for this to work.”

“You’re right, Mare,” I answered, feeling a little stupid. “I love your idea.”

“Of course you do,” Mary answered. “What guy wouldn’t.”

“Gabe,” I quipped, remembering the gay clerk from Old Navy.

Mary giggled. “Fine, what straight guy wouldn’t like my idea.”

I did not have an answer, so I led Mary into Hot Topic, my cock hard in my pants. We walked up to the two salesgirls who eyed us up. “Welcome to Hot Topic,” the blonde said in a smokey voice. Up close, I could see that the black-haired girl was wearing a skirt, black and short with black lace on the hem. Black, thigh-high fishnet stalkings covered her pale legs and made her look even more slutty

“Hi, I’m Mark and this is Mary,” I said in a friendly manner. “What are you two beautiful ladies names?”

“I’m Lillian,” the black-haired girl answered, “and this is Anne.”

“Anne, I want you to help Mary with her shopping,” I ordered the blonde. “Do whatever she wants, no matter how strange.”

“Of course,” Anne answered, smiling with her pierced lips. She took Mary’s hand and led her deeper into the store.

I turned to Lillian, who had a sultry grin on her black lips. “You are going to let me fuck you.”

“Absolutely,” Lillian purred.

“We’re going to fuck right here,” I told her. “I’ll be behind you and if anyone asks, I’m training you.” She licked her lips excitedly and I walked behind the counter. “Take off your panties.”

Lillian reached under her skirt and pulled a pair of black, ruffled panties. She stepped out of her panties and held them to my face. I took them and breathed in her scent, musky and sweet. I stuffed the panties in my pocket, joining the pair I took from Cynthia and Vivian at the coffee shop this morning. I unzipped my fly and pulled my cock out. I stood behind her, lifting her short skirt up enough to get my cock underneath. The lace of her skirt’s hem felt cool and silky as it brushed my cock before I found her hot, wet hole.

We both groaned as I slowly slid into her warm depths, her cunt rippling softly about my cock. I bottomed out in her pussy, my cock pressing against her womb. She breathed in deeply, wiggling her hips as I slowly fucked her. I could only use short strokes, barely pulling any of my cock out before sliding back in. Outside, people streamed past the entrance to Hot Topic, unaware that we were fucking just fifteen feet away.

School must be over because a pair of giggling teenage girls stumbled into the store. I stopped fucking Lillian, resting hilt deep inside her. Lillian was breathing heavily and she squeezed her cunt slowly on my cock. One of the girls came up to the register to buy necklace. She was cute, fifteen maybe, with a low cut blouse and a pair of small tits. She rested her arms on the counter and I could see down her blouse. She wasn’t wearing a bra and I caught a flash of pink nipple as she shifted. It was too much for me. Gritting my teeth, I came hard in Lillian’s pussy.

Lillian gasped, and the schoolgirl looked quizzically at us. “Are you all right?” she asked.

“Just fine,” Lillian answered as another jet of semen flooded into her. “I ate a really big sausage and it just filled me up.” Lillian clenched her cunt hard on my dick and then wiggled her hips.

“Okay,” the girl muttered, handing Lillian a twenty. Lillian fumbled for the girl’s change and she left with her friend. My dick didn’t even get soft and I just started fucking Lillian again.

“Fuck, that was hot!” Lillian moaned.

The second time I came in Lillian’s cunt was when this sluttily dressed teenage girl with bubblegum pink hair strolled into the store. She wore a shredded skirt made of wispy purple and white fabric that barely covered her ass, a tight t-shirt that fit tight across her tits and it was quite clear her ample breasts were not supported by a bra. Her nipples were hard, clearly outlined in the thin material of her shirt. There were dimples on either side of her nipples and it took me a moment to realize that they were pierced. The shirt was pink and had “Daddy’s little girl” written across her breasts. The word “girl” was cross out and underneath was written “slut”.

Lillian had one hand rubbing her clit and she was close to cumming when the teenager walked in and had to quickly pull her hand up. The girl noticed the motion and smiled wickedly and winked at Lillian, clearly not fooled. She sauntered over to the counter and breathed in deeply. We reeked of pussy juices and cum by then and by her smile she clearly new what we were up to. “Whatcha doin’?

“T-training,” Lillian stammered.

“Slut training?” the girl asked with a smirk.

“Oh, yeah,” Lillian moaned as I started to fuck her again. “I’m such a whore!”

Lillian started to move her hand back to her clit but was stopped by the girl. “Let me help.” The girl reached across the counter and her fingers reached under Lillian’s skirt. I felt her fingers caress my cock as it plunged into Lillian’s cunt before she started to frig Lillian’s clit. Lillian gasped and her cunt started rapidly constricting on my cock as she came.

“Fuck!” Lillian moaned. “I was so horny, I just came when you touched me.”

The girl laughed and licked Lillian’s juices off her finger. I fucked hard into Lillian and shot my second load into Lillian as I watched this pink-haired slut lick Lillian’s cream. I groaned and breathed heavily on Lillian neck. The teenager ran her pink tongue over her full lips slowly, a silver stud pierced her tongue. “How’s her training? Did she live up to your expectations?”

“She’s a natural,” I groaned, as Lillian started to gently squeeze her cunt on my cock again. “She really strives to please, which is important in customer service.” From the back of the store I heard a muffled groan and wondered what Mary and Anne were getting up to. Probably Anne’s tongue in Mary’s cunt.

The girl giggled wickedly. “I’ve always wanted to work at Hot Topic. Can you give me some training?”

Holy shit. This girl was going to let me fuck her without me having to make her. Fuck, I couldn’t believe it. I was so excited, and Lillian’s cunt felt so warm and tight as she massaged my cock with her pussy walls, I shot a third load of cum up inside her. Panting, I said, “Absolutely. Just have to interview you first.”

“Oh, of course,” she said, nodding seriously.

“What’s your name?” I asked. “And how old are you.”

“Allison Hertz,” she answered, “and I’m seventeen.”

“Well Allison, take off your panties and let me see what kind of pussy I’ll be working with.”

“I’m not wearing panties,” Allison confided, lifting up the front of her skirt. Her pussy was shaved smooth, her slit tight,and juices glistened on her lips. Tattooed above her pussy was “Cum on in” with a little red arrow pointing at her clit.

“How’d you get your parents permission to get that tattoo?” Allison licked her lips suggestively. “I didn’t. I let the tattoo artist cum in and he was more than happy to give me the tat for free.”

“And those nipple piercing? Did he cum on in as well?” She shook her head. “I had to lick a tight pussy to get those.”

“Well, you’re hired,” I told her.

Allison walked behind the counter and pulled up the back of her skirt to expose a perky ass. I pulled out of Lillian’s cunt and moved behind Allison. I had to bend a little lower, but I got my cock stuffed up into Allison tight cunt. Lillian was between us and the entrance, blocking us from view allowing me to fuck Allison hard and fast.

“Fuck that slut!” Lillian urged, lifting her black skirt with one hand and playing with her messy pussy with the other. Lillian brought her stained fingers to her lips and Allison slid her hand between her legs and shoved two fingers up Lillian’s cunt. “You naughty whore,” moaned Lillian. “That feels sooo nice.”

“And you feel so wet,” Allison whispered, then leaned over and she kissed Lillian. “Oh, god, fuck me stud!” Allison hissed when she finished kissing Lillian. “I’m close to cumming!” I fucked her harder, her cunt spasming pleasantly on my dick as she came loudly, drawing the attention of passing mall shopper, a middle-aged woman dressed in a conservative, cloud blue pantsuit.

As the woman entered the store, I wondered just what I could get away with, so I pulled my cock slowly out of Allison’s cunt. Trying to move as little as possible, I slid my wet dick between the cheeks of her ass and slowly pushed it into her asshole. Allison stiffened and gasped. “Are you okay, dear?” The woman asked, eying the flushed teenager as my dick slid deeper and deeper into her ass.

“I’m just fine,” Allison panted. “Just being trained.”

The woman peered suspiciously at us as my cock bottomed out in her asshole, tight and hot. Allison squirmed a bit, trying to get used to my shaft invading her ass. “Are you sure, sweetheart.”

“Oh yes,” Allison gasped as I started to slowly withdraw my dick. “He’s an amazing teacher. Right, Lillian?”

Lillian licked her lips. “Oh yes! He cums here all the time. To make sure we’re well trained.”

This conversation was too much for me, and I came in Allison’s ass as I slid slowly in, sighing in pleasure. “You three are some disgusting deviants,” the woman said shrilly. “I’m going to get mall security.”

“No you’re not,” I told her. “Your going to come back her and suck my cum out of Allison’s ass for being a nosy bitch. Don’t stop eating her asshole until she cums.”

The woman, looking completely ashamed of herself, walked behind the counter and dropped to her knees behind Allison. She lifted Allison’s skirt, spread her asscheek, exposing a brown, winking hole dripping with white semen. The woman, gingerly, placed her lips on Allison asshole and started sucking. “Oh, fuck!” Allison moaned. “You are one nasty guy!”

My cock was dirty from Allison’s ass, so I lifted Lillian’s skirt. Her wet pussy would clean it up, and I shoved my dick into her sloppy pussy, fucking her slowly. I looked over at Allison and asked, “You ever wanted to be a sex slave?”

“Oh yes,” she panted. “I love it when a guy takes charge.”

“Why I am not surprised you found another girl to amuse yourself with,” Mary said as she and a thoroughly disheveled Anne walked to the front of the store. Anne’s lips were smeared with pussy juices and she carried several bags of clothes.

“This is Allison,” I told her as Lillian moaned on my cock. “Allison, this is my girlfriend, Mary.”

“Oh, nice to meet you,” Allison gasped.

“Allison is going to be our sex slave from now on,” I told Mary, who arched an eyebrow at me. “Allison, you’ll do anything, no matter how filthy or depraved, that Mary or I tell you to do.”

“Oh, absolutely,” Allison gushed. “That sounds wonderful! Thank you, Master. Thank you, Mistress. I’ll be the best slut-slave ever!”

“Well, she definitely dressed for it,” Mary said, reading the words printed on Allison shirt. “And, um, who is eating out her ass.”

“Some prudish bitch. She’s going to pay for your clothes, right.” There was a muffled yes from between Allison’s perky cheeks.

I leaned down to grab the prudish bitches purse, trying not to pull out of Lillian. I almost fell over, and my dick sadly slipped out of her warm cunt, but I grabbed the purse and got back inside Lillian. I opened it up and pulled out her wallet. I found a credit card and handed it to Lillian so she could ring up the purchase. I found about a hundred in cash and pocketed that and threw her purse on the floor. Lillian fumbled at the register, having trouble concentrating as I fucked her hard. Allison orgasmed with a small shudder and a moan a minute later. The prudish bitch grabbed her purse and fled the store, almost tripping in her haste to escape.

“Allison, who do you live with?” I asked.

“My father,” she answered. “My mom died when I was little.”

“Call your dad,” I ordered. “I need to speak to him.”

She pulled out her cell phone and called him. “Hey, daddy,” she spoke into the phone, “my Master needs to speak to you.”

I took the phone and heard her dad ask, “Master? What are you talking about, pumpkin?”

“I’m your daughter’s Master,” I spoke into the phone. “She’s going to be my sex slave and live with me. I’m going to fuck her and cum in every hole she has: pussy, ass, mouth. You will not worry about her, contact the police, or go looking for her. She will not be harmed.” I handed the phone back. “Tell your daddy what I’ve done to you.”

“Hey daddy,” Allison said, my balls were tightening and I was close to cumming a fourth time in Lillian’s cunt. “I’m having a lot of fun with my Master. He fucked me in the cunt behind the cash register at Hot Topic. It was amazing, I came so hard, daddy. Then, this woman walked in. She was suspicious of us. But Master wasn’t concerned, he just stuck his cock up my ass and shot his cum up my butt while this prudish bitch watched. It was sooo hot, daddy.” Listening to this slut moan into the phone as she told her father the filthy things I did to her was so hot. I groaned and shot my load up Lillian’s cunt. “Then, daddy, he made the woman eat his cum out my ass and I came a second time.”

I pulled my cock out Lillian, wet and dripping. “Slut, hang up the phone and clean your Master’s dick,” Mary ordered, surprising me.

“Don’t worry, daddy, I’ll be the best slut-slave ever for Master and Mistress,” Allison said sweetly into the phone. “I gotta go now, daddy. Master’s cock is covered in pussy juices and Mistress wants me to suck it clean. I love you, daddy.” With that, Allison dropped to her knees, and licked all the pussy juices off my cock.

“Grab our bags, slut,” Mary ordered as I tucked my cock back into my pants. Allison grabbed the Hot Topic and Old Navy bags. “Walk behind us.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Allison said, smiling.

Allison trailed behind Mary and me as we walked through the mall. “You seem to be taking to this slave-thing well,” I told her.

“Well, my older sister, Shannon, used to like to boss me and Missy around,” Mary explained, “and I hated it.”

“Revenge by proxy, then?” Mary nodded. “Why not the real thing then,” I pointed out. “Say the word, and Shannon could be your very own slave.”

Mary blushed. “My own sister,” she whispered, mortified.

“Or not, I’m more than happy with Allison.”

Mary bit her lip. “You wouldn’t ever, you know, mess with my sisters.”

“Only with your permission,” I said. “I promise.”

She smiled gratefully. “Thank you.”

Mary led us to Victoria’s Secret. “I want to put on a modeling show for you,” Mary said as we entered the store. “Slut can help.”

“I would love to, Mistress.”

Mary arranged everything, after I told the salesgirls to listen to her. The customers were hurried out of the store and then the salesgirls locked the store up. Mary and Allison browsed the shelves with the help of the salesgirls, two beauties named Aurora and Heather. Aurora was the younger of the two, eighteen, her hair dyed dark blue, large breasts on display in a low cut, lacy blouse and blue jeans so tight they were almost a second skin. Peeking out of the back of her blue jeans was a red, whaletail thong. Heather was older, nearly thirty, but no less beautiful than Aurora. She had strawberry-blonde hair, falling in curls about her shoulders, brilliant blue eyes, a dolls face, and pair of round, large tits that strained her gray, silk blouse while a black, tight miniskirt clung to her curvy hips and ass.

Mary had a divan moved to face the changing rooms and sat me in the center and had the salesgirls do a strip tease for me while Allison filmed with my camcorder. Both were novices at doing a strip tease, and there was no music, but it was sexy nonetheless. The two girls wiggled asses in my face as they shrugged off blouses. Heather wasn’t wearing a bra and her right nipple was pierced with a gold ring. Aurora was wearing a strapless bra that barely covered her areolas and pushed up her large breasts. Bra off, she rubbed those large, fleshy tits in my face. She smelled of lavender and rose and I sucked a brown nipple into my mouth before she danced away.

When Heather’s miniskirt came off, I wasn’t surprised to see she wore no panties, her cunt shaved and glistening. I wondered what was the point at working in a lingerie shop if you didn’t wear any. Aurora had a difficult time getting her jeans off, they were so tight, and Heather had to help. Then, with far less effort, her red thong was off and both girls danced naked before me, rubbing against each other as they danced, then laughing, they seated themselves on either side of me, large breasts pressing softly against me.

Mary took the camcorder and placed it on the shelf, making sure it had a good shot of the divan and the entrance to the changing room. Then, she and Allison disappeared with their lingerie into the changing room as Heather and Aurora fished my cock out of my pants and started to stroke it while I took turns making out with each woman. I was sucking on Aurora’s tit when Mary and Allison exited. Both were stunning.

First Mary went, modeling a white, strapless bra with the cups covered in delicate, lilac lace and a matching pair of lilac panties, trimmed in lace. Lilac garters held up thigh-high lilac stockings. She walked before us as if she was on a runway, strutting forward then turning to give us all a good look. The three of us on the couch clapped and told her how beautiful and sexy she was. Then Allison, in a cream bustier with black lace running up the stomach and bodice, matching panties and sheer, white stalkings held on by garters, complimented the bustier. Allison did her strut, a more aggressive and sexually charged walk compared to Mary’s more graceful walk and Heather, Aurora, and I whistled and catcalled.

Giggling, Mary and Allison went back into the changing room for their next outfits and I pushed Heather down to the floor and she sucked my cock into her mouth, warm and wet, her teeth gently caressing my cock’s sensitive head. Aurora started to kiss me, her tongue wiggling in my mouth and I groped her heavy tit, rolling fat nipple between my fingers. After my cock was good and wet with Heather’s spit, she popped it out of her mouth and piled her big breasts around my cock, sandwiching it in their pillowy softness. Squeezing her tits around my cock, she started to slid them up and down. Her skin was smooth as silk, and her mouth would kiss the tip on the down stroke, teasing my cock with her wet tongue.

Mary and Allison came out in their next outfits and Mary was wearing a matching bra and thong set made of gray lace, her dusky aerolas peeking out through gaps in the lace. The thong was just wisps of gray lace that barely hid her pussy. She looked so hot that I groaned and shot my cum on Heather’s face and tits. Heather gasped in surprise, licking semen off her lips.

“Don’t just stand there, Slut,” Mary barked, slapping Allison’s ass hard, “lick up your Master’s cum of that whore.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Allison moaned, almost flying across the room in her haste to lick my semen off Heather’s large breasts and face. Allison was dressed in a black, babydoll nightgown, trimmed in pink lace and matching, transparent black panties.

Mary smacked Allison’s panty-clad ass again. “Good little sluts always lick their Master’s cum up, immediately! No matter where they find it!”

“Absolutely, Mistress,” Allison answered as Mary smacked her ass a third time.

Mary returned to the dressing room to change, leaving Allison busy cleaning Heather’s face and tits. Allison spent a good deal of time making sure her aerolas and nipples were sucked clean of cum. Aurora started to lazily stroke my cock as we watch my little slut clean Heather. When my cock was hard, she slipped down and sucked it into her mouth. Allison must have found some cum on Heather’s pussy, because she was now happily licking out her cunt. I wasn’t sure any cum actually got there, but I couldn’t complain if Allison wanted do a thorough job.

Mary third outfit was a sexy, sheer babydoll slip, pink in color. The bodice, solid pink, cupped her breasts in delicate fabric while sheer, pink silk fell down across her stomach ending just at a pair pink, lacy panties. She looked as innocent as a schoolgirl and as sexy as a stripper. She did her runway walk and I whistled at her. “God, your beautiful,” I moaned as Aurora deep-throated my cock.

“Thanks.” Mary set down next to me and spread her legs. “Slut, eat my pussy.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Allison said, pulling away from Heather’s pussy and pushed aside Mary’s panties to dive into her wet cunt, nosily eating her pussy. Heather moaned in disappointment, then furiously started to masturbate.

Mary embraced me and we kissed as are respective sluts performed orals sex on us. My hand found her tit encased in the soft silk of the slip, and rubbed and squeezed. Mary and I came together, hugging each other tightly, filling our whores mouths with our cum and juices. Some of my cum spilled out of Aurora’s mouth and Allison wasted no time in licking it off her face. I pulled Mary onto my lap, and her legs straddled my hips, the soft silk of her panties rubbing coolly on my dick as I captured her lips in a kiss.

I started deep into Mary’s emerald eyes as she pulled aside her panties and sank her cunt down onto my cock. “I love you,” she moaned, fucking me slowly. I pulled her bodice down, popping a freckled tit out and sucked it greedily into my mouth. I gripped her ass through her silk panties, feeling it flex beneath my fingers as she writhed on my cock. Her arms cradled my head to her breast, holding me as I suckled on her nipple and aerola.

Mary’s hips begin to move with a faster urgency, her breath panting. The walls of her cunt were fire on my cock, fanning my desire. “Cum with me, Mare,” I whispered, looking up at her. Our foreheads pressed together. “Cum with me.”

“Yes, yes,” Mary panted. She was fucking hard and fast, now. Hips rotating swiftly as she danced on my cock, grinding her clit into my groin. “I’m almost there!” she moaned. “Oh, God, I’m there!” Her cunt was clenching about my cock as she sat down, burying my cock all the way to her womb as she came on me. Her lips found mine and we kissed as I spilt my seed deep inside her and for singular, perfect moment, we were one.

Mary sat on my cock, kissing me, breathing my soul, as we held each other in the afterglow of our pleasure. Behind her, the other girls moaned and panted as they fucked each other, yelling as they made each other cum, lapping at wet cunts and sucking at hard nipples. Mary finally got off me, slumping wearily on the couch and cuddling up to me. Her legs were spread, my cum oozing through the silk panties. Allison was on us in seconds, licking the cum off my cock and out of Mary’s cunt as we dozed on the couch, lazily watching Heather and Aurora slip into a sixty-nine and devour each other.

“I love you,” I whispered to Mary, and kissed my love as our slut licked my cum out of her cunt.

To be continued …

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Father and Daughter Romance

Chapter Four

Lindsey yawned as she sat next to Ellie on the bleachers at school. “I didn’t sleep at all last night,” Lindsey said.
Ellie smirked. “I did. You fucked me so good last night. I couldn’t help but sleep. Oh, you look cute by the way.”
Lindsey knew that she was sexy. She had worn her tiny black shorts and pink sports bra to gym. But she was too tired to actually do anything. Ellie looked cute too. She was wearing her usual gray booty shorts and white sports bra. Lindsey squeezed her hand and smiled at her. “I am going to go lay down in the locker room. Wake me up when class ends.”
She got up and walked down to the locker room. When she got there, she was surprised to find it occupied. One of the girls had come down to shower after a very long work out. Her name was Jordan, and she was a year younger than Lindsey.
Jordan had a slim body, complete with around a 28 A bust and a nice round ass. And there she was, fresh and naked as water cascaded down her body. Lindsey knew that Jordan wasn’t a virgin. She had fucked like half the football team. So Jordan was clearly a very horny fourteen-year-old.
Lindsey quickly shredded the few articles of clothing she had and stepped into the steamy shower room. She walked up behind Jordan and gently brushed the girl’s bangs out of her face. When she half turned her head, their lips brushed intimately. Lindsey slid her hand down the girl’s wet stomach and began rubbing her clitoris as their tongue played. Then she heard Jordan’s soft moans.
She took her hand and led her to a near by bench. When she sat her down, she spread Jordan’s legs wide. Jordan watched as Lindsey spread her pussy and began licking it like an ice cream cone. What first began as soft sighs suddenly picked up as Lindsey licked faster and faster, licking in and around every sensitive spot on her. Jordan moved her pussy against her mouth and cried out.
Lindsey slowly began fucking the tight hole with two fingers, smiling as she did so. She went faster and faster. The sound of the fingers movign in and out of the wet pussy left her wanting more. Jordan was moaning, squeezing her breasts. “Yes…fuck my pussy…fuck it…”
She felt Jordan come, the hot liquid spilling out of her well fucked cunt. Lindsey licked up the juices, loving her sweet taste. Then she straddled her new friend. As they kissed, they moved together, their wet cunts creating an unbelievably hot friction. Lindsey screamed as Jordan moved faster, the movements rubbing her clit like no one ever had. “Oh…Yeah…yeah…”
She moved with Jordan, picking up speed. Her mind was exploding with pleasure. Ellie hadn’t done this. This was great. And as she came, it was the hardest orgasm that she could imagine enduring. She stopped moving and kissed Jordan hard. “We need to get dressed before everyone comes down here, Jordan.”
“Good idea. And I wont say anything to Ellie.”
“Huh?”
“You’re with her, right? She’s your girlfriend?”
“Oh. Yeah. But I will definitely be calling you. That was great.”
They kissed one last time and began getting dressed. As Lindsey lay back on a bench, she breathed heavily. She had never realized how fun having sex was. Her father had shown her a way of living. She wanted more. She had to have more. She didn’t even care who gave it to her. Lindsey was hooked.

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The clock was clicking closer to the end of math class in the last five minutes. Lindsey watched as Mr. Wright paced around the room. He was so handsome. Every movement he made was performed with a grace so rarely seen in men of his nature. He was young and tall. His body was like that of a rock hard god. He had spiked black hair, and the cutest blue eyes.
When the bell rang, she gently grabbed Ellie’s arm. “Come by my house later. I am gonna stay after and get some help from Mr. Wright.”
“Okay,” Ellie said, and then kissed her softly on the lips before leaving.
It wasn’t until every one was out of the room that Lindsey realized that Mr. Wright had seen her kiss Ellie. He looked shocked. “You and Ellie always kiss?” he asked.
She shrugged. “We just started dating.”
“Interesting. I didn’t know that you liked girls.”
“Neither did I until Ellie came along. She is a sweet girl.”
Lindsey approached him as she unbuttoned her jeans. She lowered the zipper to show him the white lace of her panties. “But I wonder what it would be like to fuck a teacher. I mean, it sounds very naughty, and I love to explore naughty things.”
Mr. Wright cleared his throat. “Lindsey, that is not appropriate. Please button your jeans and go.”
She frowned as she pressed her body against his. He inhaled sharply when she rubbed the thick lump in his pants. “You have never imagined fucking me, Mr. Wright. I am told that I have a very tight pussy.”
He groaned and tried to push her back. “Stop, Lindsey. I am married.”
“And I am a teenage girl. Our two wrongs can make a right. I know you look at the girls in class. I have noticed you staring at my boobs and my ass. You want to touch my body?”
“No,” he said sharply.
She backed away and scrunched up her face. “You think I am ugly?” she asked in a sad voice.
Instantly, he hugged her. “You aren’t ugly, Lindsey. You are just too young. You are such a sweet little girl. I can’t take your innocence.”
Lindsey squeezed the lump in his pants as her lips found his. When he pulled back to look into her eyes, she licked his neck seductively. “I am not innocent Mr. Wright. I am very bad. Let me show you how bad I am.”
She unbuttoned his slacks and watched them fall to the floor. Then she knelt, yanking his boxers down. So he gasped as she palmed his throbbing cock. Before he could argue, though, Lindsey was licking and sucking. He groaned low in his throat as her head bobbed faster and faster. Her tongue flicked wildly over the head of his sex, sucking out every bit of juice.
He moved his hips, loving how she sucked him so good. Then he picked her up and kissed her, pulling her shirt up over her head. She kissed him hard, sighing deeply as he removed her bra to palm her soft flesh. His thumb and forefinger, pinched a hard bud, and she whimpered against him. “Fuck me,” she begged.
He lifted her hips and yanked her jeans off in one tug. Standing back, the teacher admired her cute pink and yellow thong. She laid back on the desk, and he tore the tiny strap of her thong. Lindsey loved the feeling of the cool air of her hot cunt. She spread her pussy for him, playing with herself as he stroked his cock right in front of her. “We shouldn’t do this, Lindsey,” Mr. Wright said.
“Shut the hell up and fuck me!”
Just as he was about to guide himself into her, the door knob shook. They began dressing hurriedly when they heard keys jangle. By the time the door opened, they were dressed. The janitor swept pass them with a mop bucket. “I should go,” Lindsey said, attempting to suppress her blushing cheeks.
She could feel Mr. Wright’s eyes on her ass as she walked out of the room. By the time she reached the parking lot, she could feel the dampness between her legs. It was so frustrating. She needed to fuck. “Need a ride?” her father asked, pulling up in his police cruiser.
Lindsey smirked. “I was going to ask you the same thing, Daddy.”
“Well, get in. You and I can have some fun.”
Lindsey slid into the back seat of the car and smiled at her father. “I am so wet, Daddy.”
“Just let me find a place where no one will see us. I will take care of you, Sweetie.”

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Joseph groaned as he sat up in his bed. Lindsey lay naked beneath his sheets. At first his entire plan had started out innocent. He just wanted a relationship with Lindsey. Now she wanted it at every open opportunity. It was as if she was addicted.
He was about to get up when a gentle hand touched his back. “Daddy, don’t leave yet.”
Not being able to resist that soft voice was beginning to feel like a curse. He laid back as she kissed him, their lips locking passionately. He groaned as her hand wrapped around his cock and stroked it greedily. Her tongue forced its way into his mouth, running up the roof of his mouth. Then she straddled him, guiding his cock into the tight, wet hole that he loved so much.
She ground against him, moaning softly as she sped up. Her breasts bounced under her, and Joseph couldn’t believe how beautiful she was. He kissed her hard, and moved his hips with hers. “Daddy…fuck me…”
Her hot breath ran down his neck as she cried out, her pussy trying to squeeze the juices from his cock. He flipped her onto her back and began pounding her tight little pussy. Lindsey screamed as he trust deep, the force making her hips bounce off the bed. Her head tapped the bars of his head board, and she was moaning louder than ever. “Ow…Daddy!”
Joseph felt his cock bash against her cervix, but he couldn’t bring himself to stop. He thrust faster, wanting to explode inside her. She was screaming in pain as he fucked her. “You’re hurting…me!”
He slapped her hard. “Shut up! You wanted this!”

Lindsey’s eyes widened. He was right. The roughness wasn’t so bad. She moaned as his hard impacts met her hips, pounding her pussy into oblivion. Then she felt his hot seed spill into her.
Wiping sweat from his brow, her father slid out of bed. “I’m sorry, Lindsey. You just pissed me off. I am worried about you.”
“Why?” she asked, pulling on her panties.
“You like sex a little too much. When this started out, it was supposed to be a one time thing. Now it’s like you can’t stop.”
She pulled on her brother’s large shirt. “I like sex. You want to keep me from doing something that I like?”
He sighed. “No. Just try to ease up on it. Not so much of it.”
She nodded. “Alright, Daddy.”

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Lindsey smiled as she ate fries in her father’s car. “That was a good movie, Daddy.”
“Yeah. I figured I would take you out for a little date. Your mother is already home from her trip.”
She frowned. “I was hoping for a little more alone time, Daddy.”
“Well, your brother is home. Go see him once your mother and I go to bed.”
“He isn’t you.”
Her father’s hand rested on her thigh, and she was happy to have worn her blue jean mini skirt. As they pulled into the garage, she slid her panties off and handed them to her father. “I want you now, and I will not take no for an answer.”
She got out of the car and bent over the hood of the car. Being sure to give him her most devilish look. “Take me now, Daddy!”

Joseph couldn’t help but lick his lips as he got out of his car and stood behind his little girl’s tight ass. She had her skirt hiked up, showing off her tight back side and gloriously wet teen cunt. He quickly unzipped his pants and pulled his throbbing cock free of its restraint, allowing it to to stand erect. “Hurry, Daddy. Mom might catch us.”
She squealed when he rammed his entire shaft deep into her. Her tightness enveloped him, making him thrust faster and deeper. He held his hand over her mouth, smothering the moans that threatened to alert his wife. The feeling of secretly fucking his daughter while his wife sat just through the door to his right made him move faster, wanting more. Lindsey groaned, coming hard an orgasm rushed through her.
As he thrust, her body trembled with orgasm after orgasm. She was screaming under his hand. Her cunt was dripping sweet come down his shaft, surrounding it in warmth. Finally, he came, allowing his hot seed to fill her completely. She gasped as he pulled out and situated himself.
As she pulled on her panties, he couldn’t help smiling. Suddenly, she ran up and kissed him. “I love you, Daddy.”
“I love you too. Let’s get inside.”

Chapter Five

Ellie smiled when she walked into Lindsey’s house. Her father was sitting in the living room, watching some comedy show. Her mother was probably in bed. “Hey, Mr. Corbin,” she said as she leaned against the door post.
He turned and smiled at her, clearly examining her body in her tight blue lace top that was six inches above her navel, and her tight low riding blue jeans. “How are you, Ellie?”
“Fine. Just came to see my girl. Where is she?”
“In bed. She was tired. You can hang out with me, if you like.”
Ellie realized that she didn’t mind the idea of being with Joseph. She had never been with a guy sexually, so she was technically a virgin. Perhaps this was the chance to take care of her pesky hymen. She sat down on the couch with him, sitting close, and letting him drape his arm over her shoulders. “You are so warm,” Ellie mumbled as he embraced her.
She rubbed the long lump in his thin boxers, smiling as it hardened from the touch. “What was it like to fuck Lindsey?”
He gasped. “She told you?”
“No. I guessed. So, what was it like to stick this huge cock in her virgin pussy?”
Joseph leaned in and kissed her neck softly, nibbling with the tips of his teeth so that her crotch was wet in seconds. “Are you a virgin?” he asked, to which she nodded weakly.
His hand clamped over her crotch, and she was instantly glad that she hadn’t worn panties. She wanted this to happen soon, and less clothing made that easier. “Allow me to show you what it’s like.”
He pulled her lips to his, sending passion and heat flooding through her. His tongue slid into her mouth, exploring its surfaces, and sliding along her teeth and the roof of her mouth. She returned the action as she helped him pull his boxers down. The moment she began stroking his cock, though, he broke the kiss and leaned back. He groaned happily, and she knew what he wanted.
Ellie knelt and licked up the length of his shaft and around his tip. Then she nibbled gently down his length, only to lick back up once again. Joseph suddenly shoved her head down and began thrusting up into her mouth. She gasped, but he kept thrusting his huge meat down her throat. After only minutes, warm, hot juice erupted out of him, filling her mouth with the sweetest taste that she knew. She slid up and pulled her top off, revealing her bare breasts. He took one and began suckling the hard nipple instantly. “Oh…yeah…”
She ran her fingers through his hair, loving how he touched her. This was definitely the man to take her virginity. When he laid her back and yanked off her jeans, she gasped. He pulled her legs apart, letting the air hit her wet cunt and making her sigh. His mouth instantly clamped onto her pussy, licking and sucking and probing. Ellie was lost in the passion and heat. She cried out and pulled at his hair when he bit her clitoris, causing an orgasm to rush through her. “Fuck! That feels amazing!”
Joseph slid up and kissed her, allowing her to wrap her legs around his hips. With soft lips, he kissed her, forcing her to taste herself for the first time. Then he buried himself deep inside her in one extremely hard thrust. Her eyes widened with tears. “Ow! Shit! That hurts!”
“Relax,” he said as he made soft thrusts and kissed up and down her neck.
The pain became nonexistent as he slowly picked up his pace. She raised her hips, meeting each thrust as it gradually got harder. His hand squeezed her breast and his lips tortured her sensitive neck. She wanted more. As if reading her mind, he rammed in deeper, making her body tremble with pleasure and need. She met forceful thrusts that caused her small body to jerk. Pain and pleasure became one beautiful thing in her mind. “Fuck me harder, Joseph!”
He grasped her hips and pounded her tight pussy with all his might. She screamed, arching her back as a powerful orgasm flooded her senses. “Fuck…right there…don’t stop…”
Joseph thrust faster, knowing that she was about to experience the most powerful climax of her young life. She cried out , and then bit her lip to keep from waking his wife up. “I’m cumming!”
Joseph smiled as she came, her eyes widening with wonder. She breathed heavily, panting as he made his final thrusts. When he emptied his hot semen inside her, her cunt drank it up. Her body was so perfect.
He kissed her. “You should go spend some time with Lindsey. She misses you.”
Ellie nodded, and then kissed him back. “Thanks,” she said.

Joseph let her get up and watched as she walked upstairs naked. She was a sexy little goddess. Part of him was in amazement that he had taken the virginity of two fifteen-year-old’s, though. Then again, he was sort of proud.

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The smell of perfume and sweat hit Lindsey’s nostrils as she stirred. She opened her tired eyes to see Ellie curled up naked beside her. A smile spread across her face as she proceeded to spoon with her girlfriend. Just as she wrapped her arm around Ellie, though, she woke up. “Hey,” Ellie said softly, turning to face her.
The early morning sun was slipping in through Lindsey’s blinds, making her girlfriend’s eyes sparkle. “I missed you,” Lindsey said.
Ellie kissed her softly, and held her hand. “I came to spend the night with you, but you were already asleep, so I just crawled into bed with you.”
“Well, it’s nice waking up to such a pretty face.”
Ellie smiled. She ran her finger tips over Lindsey’s cheek. “I am no where near as pretty as you are, Lindsey.”
Lindsey smiled. “So, what do you have planned for us today?” she asked.
They sat up together on Lindsey’s bed. Ellie just smiled as she talked. “My family is having a cook out today. I figured you would want to come.”
Lindsey nodded. “Sure. That sounds fun.”
“Good. I’ll go take a shower and get dressed.”
Watching Ellie’s sexy ass as she walked away, Lindsey couldn’t help herself. She hopped out of bed and ran to her bedroom door as quietly as possible. After taking a look outside her door, she was positive that there wasn’t anyone near by. Her big brother would still be asleep in his room.
Lindsey slipped out of her room in only her green lace bra and thong, trying not to alert her mother. When she got into Brian’s room, she quickly locked the door and removed her bra. Her nipples hardened, breaking free of their restraints. In seconds, she slid into bed and snuggled back against him so that they were spooning. The moment that his arm wrapped around her, she knew that she had him.
She gently rubbed her buttocks against his hardening cock, loving how good it felt to have him so horny for her. He slid his hand up and grabbed her soft breast, squeezing it gently as he kissed her neck. Lindsey moaned softly as he pinched her nipple, twisting it to both the point of pleasure and the point of pain. “You’re a dirty little slut,” he whispered, sliding his boxers down.
Lindsey reached back and palmed his hard shaft, running her hand up and down the thick member. His soft groan was music to her ears. Then he slid her thong down to where she could kick it off with her feet. Brian squeezed her beautiful ass, and made a point of rubbing his cock over the crack of her ass. “Jeezus, Brian! Just fuck me!”
“Shut up, Slut! I want to enjoy your sexy little body!”
She loved how he talked to her. And when his cock suddenly rammed into her from behind, her eyes widened. The feeling of him stretching her was the most intense pleasure. His thrusts were hard, his hips bouncing off her ass. The friction between them was sweet. She wanted to lose herself in the bliss. “Fuck me…”
Suddenly, someone knocked on his door. “Brian,” their mother called, “I need your laundry!”
Lindsey jumped up and grabbed her clothes before diving under her brother’s bed. Brian quickly pulled his boxers back on, and then opened his door to hand their mother his laundry bag. Once she was gone, Lindsey slid out from under the bed and kissed him. “Should we get back to what we were doing?” Brian asked, embracing her lovingly.
“No. I should get going. Ellie wants me to spend time with her family.”
As she walked out of his room naked, she didn’t think about it until she ran into her mother. The woman’s eyes widened. “You are naked! Go put on some clothes before your brother or father sees you!”
Lindsey blushed as she thought about those words. She wouldn’t mind either of them seeing her naked. “Mom, relax. No one cares if I am naked.”
“Well, I do. Now, go get dressed!”
“Alright. And I am going to Ellie’s for a cook out.”
Her mother looked back at her. “Okay. And be sure to buy some less revealing clothes. I saw those filthy things in your laundry. Hardly clothing at all. It’s sick.”
“You’re just jealous,” Lindsey called back as she entered her room.
She quickly entered her bathroom, and looked through the steam for her shower. Once she was inside, she embraced Ellie from behind and kissed her neck. “You decided to join me?” Ellie asked, giggling.
“Of course. I love seeing your sexy body.”
“Well, you have all day to enjoy it.”

Chapter Six

It was a warm day, so Lindsey was glad to have worn her tiny blue jean mini shorts and her yellow bikini top. She always had loved Ellie’s house. It was large and comfortable. The huge pool and sunbathing chairs made it seem like a resort. It was all because Ellie’s father was a famous actor when he was younger. Her mother was a doctor at the local hospital. That made Ellie’s family incredibly wealthy.
As she sat at the edge of the pool watching Ellie and her little brother, Eric, splash in the pool, she noticed the man at the grill. He was tall and muscular. His black hair was slightly graying, but he still had the essence of youth about him. His body was lean and slick. Standing there in only his baggy swimming trunks, he looked like a god. He was tan, and his eyes were a dark brown that made her crave chocolate. But the most interesting thing about him was the huge lump in his pants. Ellie’s father, Greg Ashton, was hung and sexy for a forty-year-old man.
Greg finished the last of the burgers, and then called his kids to eat. Afterward, they all talked and laughed. Greg was great at telling jokes. He always had been. When Ellie and Eric started yawning, it became apparent that their little party wasn’t going to last long. Eric went to his room, and Ellie leaned over and kissed Lindsey’s cheek. “I am going to go lay down. You gonna stay tonight?”
“Sure,” Lindsey said.
Ellie kissed her hard and passionate. Had her mother been around, it never would have happened. Greg didn’t care, though. As Ellie walked up to her room, Greg smiled across the patio table at Lindsey. “You and my daughter are together now, huh?”
“Yeah. I really care about her.”
Greg stood up, and then stood behind her. His strong hands began massaging her shoulders sensually. “I saw you looking at me earlier. I was going to suggest a little swim. I wouldn’t want to hurt Ellie’s feelings, though.”
Lindsey groaned as he continued to massage her shoulders. When his hands moved lower, sliding into the cups of her top, she didn’t resist. A small moan slipped through her lips as his fingers twirled her nipple. She instantly jumped up and threw her arms and legs around him, kissing him hard. His cock was hard against her, and she knew that he would be the biggest that she had ever had inside her. She wanted it, though.
Greg sat her on her feet and walked to the edge of the pool. As she watched, he slid his trunks off, revealing a gigantic ten inch cock and perfectly sculpted ass. He jumped in, and rose to the surface to look into her eyes as she approached the edge. “Come in. I want you so bad, Lindsey.”
She untied her top and threw it aside, allowing the cool night wind to harden her nipples painfully. She then slid out of her tiny shorts and bikini bottom. Her bare cunt was soaked by now, and she knew that he could tell. Greg motioned for her to come to him. So, Lindsey took a deep breath and dove into the pool.
Greg smiled as she came out of the water just inches from him. “You really are a dirty little slut, aren’t you?” he asked, pulling her up against him.
Lindsey smirked and stroked his cock with her gentle touch. The groan that he let out made her want more. She wrapped her legs around his hips and guided him into her tight pussy. As he slid inside, he stretched her wider than she had ever felt. She gasped, afraid that it wouldn’t fit. Suddenly, though, Greg grabbed her ass and yanked her hips forward, impaling her with his monstrous cock. “Oh…God,” she gasped.
She rocked her hips, feeling completely stuffed. Not a single sensitive spot went untouched by his shaft as he made gentle thrusts. She groaned, loving how he could both make love to her and fuck her senseless all at the same time. So Lindsey moved her hips faster, making him ram deeper into her, into untouched regions that desperately needed satisfied. Her moans grew louder and louder. She moved faster. Then she felt a gentle hand on her shoulder.
Lindsey peeled her body off Greg’s and turned to kiss Ellie. She pressed her naked body to Ellie’s, touching her shaved pussy with gentle fingers. Ellie swam over to her father and grasped his cock tightly. “Are you going to fuck me too?” she asked.
Greg hopped up onto the edge of the pool, his slick muscles glistening in the moon light. “I thought you’d never ask.”
Lindsey and Ellie climbed out of the pool. Ellie slid up her father’s body and grasped his cock as she straddled him. Lindsey sat on his chest, and squealed when his tongue dove into her wet cunt. Then she heard Ellie sliding her father up into her pussy. She leaned back and made out with her girlfriend as Greg fucked them both simultaneously.
Ellie moaned into her mouth, crying out as that gigantic cock rammed up into her newly deflowered pussy. “Oh…fuck,” Ellie cried, her climax spreading through out her body.
“Ah…yeah,” Lindsey moaned, running her fingers through Greg’s hair.
Lindsey screamed in pleasure as she came on his face, and Ellie was already climaxing behind her. She slid off of Greg and knelt to watch as her girlfriend’s pussy slid up and down the large, slick cock. The veins on his shaft throbbed as Ellie moved faster and faster. Her moans filled the night. Then Lindsey watched as the cock jerked, and then rammed up hard into Ellie.
Ellie’s eyes widened as her father came hard inside her. She clenched her muscles around him, loving the way his hot seed felt inside her. Then she collapsed on top of him. “Wow, Daddy. That was amazing.”
Greg kissed them both. “You two are the sexiest girls in the world.”
“We know,” Ellie said, and then kissed Lindsey lovingly.

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Lindsey yawned and stretched as she woke up next to Ellie. The girl was still fast asleep. She smiled and kissed her cheek before sliding out of bed. When she walked out of the room, she didn’t think about being naked. It was normal for her now. Then she noticed the awe struck look on Ellie’s brother’s face as she approached him.
Eric wasn’t ugly. He was just a kid. He was twelve, and skinny. His thin frame, blonde, shaggy hair, and cute blue eyes only made him seem more boyish. He was standing there in only his boxers, and Lindsey knew that he liked what he saw. “What’s wrong, Eric?” she asked rubbing his smooth, bare chest.
“Um…you’re naked. Shouldn’t you get dressed?”
“Or we could go to your bedroom and you could get naked with me.”
He blushed. “You’re messing with me.”
She reached down his boxers and began stroking his average sized cock. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at him. “I want you to fuck me, Eric.”
He grabbed her hand and pulled her into his room. In seconds he was naked and kissing her hard and demanding. Eric rubbed her pussy, and suddenly, Lindsey was aware that he had done this before. She stroked his cock, slowly attempting to guide him to the bed. He laid her back and spread her legs wide. As he guided himself into her, a soft moan escaped her lips. Eric really knew how to please a girl.
The entire time, he kissed her softly, and yet he was thrusting deep and hard. She loved fucking him. When he came, he kept going until she did too. Then she got up and left the room without saying another word. Once out in the hallway, she went back to Ellie’s room and climbed back into bed.

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Continued from “My Weekend with Dawn – Sunday Shower”

As I am getting dressed I hear your phone buzzing that you have messages and I bring you your phone in the bathroom so you can check them. When you finally finish up in the bathroom, you walk out with a Cheshire grin on your face. I look at you with curiosity and ask

“I know that look…What is going on?”

You reply; “Autumn just texted me…”

“Autumn just texted me and let me know that she had the most amazing night with us and was sorry she snuck out early this morning. She said wanted to let us have some time alone for ourselves because we just looked so amazing sleeping in each other’s arms. Then she asked if we could spend the day together as she really enjoys our company and was wondering if that would be OK?” You summarized from her text.

I looked at you with a sarcastic grin and said; “Oh Heck No…I can’t be around her and you together…I will have a heart attack!”

You elbowed me in the ribs and replied; “Well if you do, I will make sure we perform CPR to revive you!”

I laughed and kissed you and asked; “Hey…in all seriousness, do you want to spend more time with her and me together or are you just doing this for me?”

“Are you kidding?” you snark back at me, “I am loving this just as much as you are. She is hot, sweet and willing. What more could we ask for? Don’t worry about me, I am living out this fantasy as much as you are and I am getting wet right now just thinking about what I want to do with the both of you.”

“Well…what are you waiting for? Text her back and tell her to meet us at the buffet for brunch.” I quickly said.

We get to the buffet before Autumn and wait a few minutes out front for her when all of a sudden, you just grabbed my arm and said…”WOW!” I couldn’t even reply as my jaw was on the floor due to paralysis. Autumn comes walking around the corner in a pair of Daisy Duke’s that were so short you could practically see her panties in the crotch area…in fact, I would call them denim bikini shorts before I would call them Daisy Dukes. Her tanned and toned legs were so perfect I almost didn’t look her in the eye before she was right on top of me, looking up and giving me a great big hug. As I reach around to hug her, I bring her in and I immediately started to get hard and had to immediately let her go and hand her off to you before the bulge in my shorts showed the world what I was thinking. As she turns around to hug you, all I could do was stare at her absolutely perfect ass. So tiny and tight, she was the perfect little spinner and the sight of you two hugging each other was the sexiest thing ever.

We enter the buffet, fill up our trays and sit down at a booth to eat and talk about the day. Of course we couldn’t help but ask where she disappeared to last night and how she felt about what happend.

“It was amazing!’ she said. “I loved everything about it, although I will admit, I was feeling a little left out as I didn’t get the full service Dawn got, ‘wink’ ‘wink’.”

She then turns to you and the two of you started giggling and to my absolute shock, you say;

“Well, that could change…but let’s just see how it goes…” and then you quickly shoot back…”I mean only if you are wanting to have a little more fun with us this afternoon?”

Autumn just looks at you dead in the eyes, leaned over and gives you a sultry and sexy kiss.

“I can’t spend more time with you two this the afternoon…what do you guys have in mind?” She asks

I looked at both of you and said; “I have an idea, but first…Autumn, what time does your flight leave?”

“Unfortunately, I can’t spend the night.” Autumn said with a bit of a pout. “My flight leaves at around 11:00pm tonight.”

“Well then, I guess we had better finish up here and go run some errands.” I quickly reply.

We hurriedly finished our brunch and I look at you; “I sure am happy you drove to Vegas as we are going to need you to drive us to the Adult Superstore.”

You and Autumn just look at me like you are deer in the headlights and then, you both spin around and practically running out of the door of the buffet to get to your car, telling me to pay the bill and that you will meet me out front. I just smile and sit at the booth for a few more minutes trying to think about baseball, grandmother’s in big balloon panties, the electric universe theory vs. quantum mechanics…anything to get the swelling in my pants down before I get up to pay the bill.

I think you broke every speed limit and stop light on the way to the store as it only took 15 minutes to get there. As we entered the Superstore, you two started running around pointing at different toys, giggling and saying things like; “How about this one?” “Imagine what I could do with this to you?” ” OH, I bet this would be amazing!”

For me it was sensory overload! I had to quickly reel you two in as we only had a few hours together and I am just one man. So, we huddled together and start to pull a few *********** items off the shelves; some soft restraints, a blindfold, a cock ring with a clit vibrator, a metallic but plug with a jewel stopper on it, a bottle of silicone lube…and then I see you grab a strap-on dildo box with a medium sized phallus, look at me and wink. I start to laugh and Autumn glances over and what she says next makes me wish we had a star trek like transporter so we could just zap ourselves back to the hotel room!

“OH My God Dawn! I Love it! I am so going to fuck the shit out of you with that thing!”

To which you reply; “Uh Uh…not before I fuck the shit out of you first!”

Then you come over to me, lean in and whisper in my ear…”I have always wanted to try double penetration…”

I about cum in my pants as I said. “I think maybe Autumn should go first.” I snidely replied as I was thinking, if I was going to help you live out your fantasy, I wanted to be at my peak performance. Then I mumbled out;

“Holy Shit! Getting back to the hotel is going to be the longest car ride ever…”

As we step up to the check out to pay for everything, the cute girl behind the counter looked us all over and with, what I thought I swear I saw…a bit of drool on the side of her lip said;

“Looks like you three are going to have a great time. I wish I wasn’t working or I would ask to join you!”

You giggle and Autumn leans over to you and starts to make out with you in front of her. Then Autumn turns to me and starts to make out with me. The girl behind the counter then said…

“Wow! I may have to call the manager and tell him I have just come down with the flu!”

“Here is my number, text me so we can get together the next time I am in town…or if you ever get to Southern California.” you said to her in a sultry voice.

As I was paying for our toys, I joked with the girl behind the counter asking if she had any viagra. She looked at me and said;

“Yea…like you are going to need help staying hard with these two sexy women. Although…we do have some of these ‘Male Enhancement’ pills….they are not viagra but apparently they will give you an extra…’boost’…or at least that is what my other customers tell me.

She hands me a couple of packages and tells me that I should only take one as they last for at least 24 hours and that I can save the other one for another night if I like what it does. I smirk and tell her to throw them into the bag, I figured, what the heck…I will try one. Who knows…if it works like she says, I may need it. I already know it going to be a long day and I want to make sure I am “Up” for anything! I finished paying and before I had the receipt in my hand, you two are already halfway out the door. I look at my watch and it was already 12:30pm and I did some quick math in my head. If Autumn has to be at the airport by 10pm, that gives us a good 8 hours of fun! That is a lot of time to enjoy each other and I smile to myself as I quickly exit the building and jump in the car. I open the bag, took out one of the pills I bought and immediately swallowed it with a bottle of water you have in the car.

“Well, let’s see what this can do!” I said as you guys just giggle.

When we get into the room, we start to tear off our clothes and we were practically naked before the door even closes behind us. Autumn was really coming out of her shell as she grabbs you and pushes you onto the bed. As she straddls you, she is kissing you like a long lost lover while she begins to grind her hips into you. I immediately joined in by kissing your tits and rubbing your pussy lips with the palm of my hand, feeling the wetness as you started to gyrate against me. You are loving all of the attention and I am in heaven as I am loving how wet and turned on you are. Soon, Autumn stops kissing you and scoots her pussy up onto your mouth and you begin to hungrily lick at her cunt. She was now moaning loudly as she gyrats on your face and I take the cue to move down and start licking your pussy. Wow! I can’t believe how wet and juicy you are as I have my face buried between your legs. While Autumn is bucking like mad on your face, I quickly slip two fingers inside of you and start to use the “come here” motion on your G-spot while licking your clit and all of a sudden you start bucking like mad as you begin to cum all over my face. As you are cumming, Autumn is grinding her pussy into your mouth and I can see she is getting really close as well. What a scene! It is so erotic and I am feeling like I just won the lottery. Your orgasm is so intense I feel like my head is going to pop open from the pressure your legs have put on it from all of the squeezing and squirming.

Finally, you let up and start to relax your legs and begin to focus intently on Autumn’s clit. So I slide out from your legs and begin to massage Autumn’s tits from behind. With my hands stroking her nipples and your tongue licking her clit, it doesn’t take long before she is starting to whimper, shake and cum all over your face. What a way to start the afternoon! As you two begin making out, I dig into the toy bag and bring out the lube, the anal plug, the restraints and the blindfold. I begin to tie the ends of the restraints to the legs of the bed and soon the bed is set up for it’s first prisoner! I look at the two of you laying next to each other and ask;

“So who wants to go first?”

“I want Dawn to go first!” exclaims Autumn.

I give you a devilish look and you smile back at me as you quickly spread eagle across the bed. Then I hear Autumn, say;

“Uh no…I want you to turn over.”

“Oh baby…this is going to be so Hot!” I reply as I begin to think about all the fun we are going to have with your gorgeous ass in the air.

You roll over onto your stomach and while I am securing your hands, Autumn is securing your ankles. We leave enough slack in the restraints that you can move around but not enough where you can actually remove your restraints. I slip the blindfold over your eyes and now you are now trapped and under our control. I look at Autumn and show her the anal plug and she gives me a wink, then grabs the lube and starts to apply the lube to your little asshole.

“Make sure you get some in there as well so that it goes in smoothly.” I tell her.

So, she inserts a finger and starts to lube you up thoroughly. You are squirming and moaning as this is a new experience for you and I can tell you are enjoying it from the sensual sounds you are making. Finally she removes her fingers and I begin the work the plug into your ass and you are going crazy as there is a slight bit of pain at first but as it starts to slide in, you begin to relax and start to feel incredibly horny as the feeling of not being in control is really making your pussy drip.

Your newly bedazzled ass, sticking in the air, is incredibly sexy as it squirms around with the plug stuffed in it. You are waiting for whatever is next as your pussy can’t stop leaking its juices and it is making it incredibly hard for you to be patient. I too am overwhelmed by the view and my cock begins to twitch as it is so incredibly hard. In fact, I don’t think my cock has ever been this hard and then I realized the pill I took earlier must be starting to work it’s magic. Holy Shit! my dick is so fucking hard…and really really thick! I rub a little bit of lube onto it and I am shocked at how sensitive it is, wow…that pill is amazing and I am glad I took it as it is going to help this day become way more fun. As soon as I am lubed up, I begin to drive my cock deep inside your wet pussy. Although you were aching for my cock, you didn’t know when to expect it so the minute it entered you, you jumped.

I proceeded slowly and within a few minutes, my pace starts to pick up until I begin to jack hammer your pussy. then notice that Autumn coming around to your mouth wearing the strap-on with the dildo attachment. She immediately starts to shove it into your mouth and as she is doing so, I hear the most vulgar words come out of her mouth;

“Suck my cock you little whore! I want to see that cock down your throat bitch! Oh my God you are such a cock sucking little slut! This is so fucking hot! I love seeing you suck my cock while your man is pounding your pussy! Fuck her senseless David!! Fuck her till you dump your load into her pussy! I want to see you pump all your hot juicy spunk deep in her cunt! Fuck her hard David! Make her cum with that monster dick of yours!”

Autumn then grabs your head and starts to fuck your mouth. All I can hear is you slurping, gagging, slapping and grunting as you are getting your mouth fucked by her and your pussy fucked by me. Autumn then leans over your head and starts to make out with me while she continues fucking the shit out of your mouth. You are feeling so used and hopeless and with both of us hammering away at you, it only takes a few more minutes before I can feel you cumming underneath me. Your body starts shudder and shake but your screams are muffled by the cock in your mouth. With the overwhelming sensations of your orgasm, the sensitivity in my cock and the vision of Autumn fucking your mouth I quickly explode like a volcanic eruption shortly thereafter.

“HOLY JESUS FUCK!!!!…I AM CUMMING SO FUCKING HARD IN YOUR SLUTTY PUSSY! HOLY SHIT! URGH…URGH…JESUS FUCKING CHRIST! OH GOD!! FUCK!!!” I am yelling as I fill your pussy with more cum than I could ever imagine I even had in my balls.

As I come down from my absolute orgasmic high I pull out of you and roll off the bed and onto the floor to catch my breath. As I lay there I hear Autumn walk around you. I look up and see her replace my dick with hers and she begins to fuck you like a machine on high speed while giving you the most hellacious words of encouragement;

“WOW! LOOK AT ALL THIS CUM IN YOUR PUSSY!! WHAT A LITTLE CUM DUMPSTER WHORE YOU ARE! HOW DO YOU LIKED GETTING FUCKED WITH MY COCK AFTER HAVING JUST BEEN USED SO HARD YOU LITTLE SLUT!!!”

This turns you on so much you that start moaning again and quickly feel yourself getting ready to cum once again. The scene, the words and I believe that little pill I took earlier are all working me up again and to my astonishment, I begin to stiffen. I pick myself off the floor and begin to shove my thick juicy cock into your mouth. You can taste all the cum from both of us and you hungrily suck on it as I allow you to bob your head all over it. Meanwhile, Autumn is behind you just fucking the shit out of you and I can feel you stop sucking my dick as you begin to scream out another orgasm. I am so blown away about all that is happening. I can hardly believe how sexy this whole afternoon is turning out to be.

As you regain your composure, all I can hear is the slapping noise coming from behind you as Autumn has not slowed her assault on your pussy and you are trying to beg her to stop but you can’t say anything with my cock in your mouth. Just then another orgasm begins to overtake you. While you continue sucking me off, your body once again stiffens up, and you launch into another climactic rapture. Your body shakes and shivers, all the while trying to scream, but can’t due to the fact that you have a fat dick in your mouth. I can tell you are just loving this as the amount of orgasms you are having are more than you have ever had in such a short time.

I pull my dick out of your mouth and hear you whimper a bit, but I just tell you I have another idea. I tell Autumn to get off of you for a minute and I untie one of the restraints on your wrist. I then slide in underneath your body and retie the restraint and begin to kiss you with all the passion I have in my body. I then slide my cock into your soaking wet pussy as we continue to kiss. After a few minutes, I pull back a bit and tell Autumn that she should replace that butt plug with her cock. Autumn was way ahead of me as she already pulled the plug out of your ass and was working more lube into it and on the dildo. Autumn then shoves her cock deep into your ass and you just look at me with your eyes wide, begging her to wait while you tried to adjust to the new intrusion, all the while fighting against your restraints. There was no way you were going anywhere and I was just smiling and holding you while we felt Autumn’s cock slide deep into your ass.

You are now completely overwhelmed by having two cocks inside of you and I could feel you holding your breath as your body tries to accommodate the situation and eventually you started to relax. As I sensed your situation becoming more pleasurable, I started to move my cock out slowly a little then back in. It was a strange and yet unbelievable sensation on my cock as I could feel Autumn’s cock in your ass rubbing against mine while being enveloped in your amazing pussy. As I continued to pick up the pace a bit, I was thinking there is no way I am going to last very long, but I also figured…we have all afternoon to enjoy many more fuck sessions. All of a sudden, I feel Autumn starting to put in a little effort to fucking your tight little ass hole and I could tell you did too as you released an unbelievable noise from your lips that sounded as if a demon had possessed your soul. I looked at your face and I saw your eyes roll into the back of your head and the next thing I heard was you screaming in pleasure;

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHH FFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK!!! OHHHHHHHHHHHHH FFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK!!! HHHHOOOOOLLLYYYYYY SSSSSHHHHHHIIIIIIIIITTTTTT!!! I AM CCUUUMMING SOOOOOO FFFFUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKIIIIIINNNNNGGGG HHHHAAARRRDDD!!!”

This was the most amazing orgasm I think I have ever seen you have and it was incredible. Autumn and I had to stop for a minute because we thought you were going to pass out if we kept up our assault on your body during that orgasm. When you finally come down, you beg me to hold on for a minute as you need to recover. I look over your shoulder and told Autumn to go get that vibrating cock ring and put it on me. Autumn slowly slid out of your ass and in no time she had taken my cock out of your pussy, sucked on it for a few seconds, then put the cock ring on, turned on the vibrator and guided me back into you. You kept raising your hips as the vibrations on your sensitive clit were just a bit too much for you to handle. But Autumn was having none of it and shoved her cock back in your ass and pushed you down on top of me. You immediately started to cum once again just as intense as the last time. Of course, this is just way too much for me to handle and I start to piston my cock in and out of you along with Autumn.

The most exciting part of this session was not just the intensity of the orgasms, but the frequency of them. They were almost back to back, non-stop the whole time we were pounding away at your body. Wave after wave after wave of orgasms were washing over you and the intensity of it all sends me over the edge and my dick started to shoot gobs of sweet sticky cream deep inside of you. The whole time Autumn is moving her cock back and forth at a steady pace and just as I started to cum, she too starts to have an orgasm. The scene, intensity, the eroticism, the grinding of the dildo on her clit is more than she could handle and after I feel her cock shaking in your ass against my cock, she collapsed on top of you which pushed your clit hard into the vibrating part of the cock ring and again…you started whaling out;

“FUUUUUCCCCCKKKK….STOOOOOP…..HOLY SHIT….PLEASE STOP!! FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKK…PLEASE PLEASE STOP ME FROM CCCCCCCUUUUUUMMMMMIIIIINNNNGGGG!!!….I CAN’T TAAAAAKKKKKEEE IIITTTT ANNNNY MOOOOORRREEE!!”

I reached down and turned off the vibrator and we all just lay on top of each other. Exhausted and spent. Totally worn out with lust and sex. It was such an amazing feeling to have you pressed so hard into me.

Soon, my cock is deflated and falls out of you with what felt like an ocean of sperm flowing behind it. Autumn starts to come around and she too, pulls out of you leaving you feeling empty. I feel Autumn, get off the bed and see her start to uncuff you from your restraints. I take off your blindfold and start to kiss all over your face. You look completely exhausted as I can tell your body has never been subjected to that much pleasure in such a short time. When you are finally free of the restraints, you roll over and just stare at the ceiling until you could pull yourself into a more upright position. You finally get up and excused yourself to go to the bathroom. You looked finished and I thought you were going to tap out and then you look back at us and say;

“I just want to clean up a bit so that I can do the same shit to Autumn that she just did to me! She has got to experience that! By the way…Autumn, take off your cock so I can get it all cleaned up for you! Oh and hand me the butt plug too!”

Autumn looks at me like she had just been grounded by her mom and then we both start to chuckle as she takes off her strap-on and hands it to you.

When you come back out of the bathroom you are treated to a very sexy site. Autumn and I are in a 69 position. When she hears you coming out of the bathroom, she stoppes her ministrations on me and says;

“We decided we should clean ourselves up too!”

You laughed and tell her;

“Assume the position you little slut!”

To which she immediately jumps off of me. I too get up and as soon as I am out of the way, she flopps onto the bed and spread eagle on her stomach.

“Hurry up!” Autumn says, “I can’t wait for you too to use me like your personal sex toy! What we did to Dawn was so hot and I want you two to do the same to me!”

You look at me and say…”Tie that little cum guzzling little whore down baby!”

And with that…Autumn was our a little sex toy bitch! Sure as the day is long, we had her all lubed up, the butt plug in her ass, my cock in her mouth and you fucking her pussy! It was so hot to watch you fucking the living shit out of her pussy while she was sucking my cock and trying a muffled scream every time she came. You were relentless and made her cum over and over and over again. It was frustrating for me because Autumn would get me so close to cumming in her mouth and then have an orgasm which would disturb the rhythm. Finally I had had enough and when I felt myself about to cum, I pulled out of her mouth and began to jack off my cock. It only took about 5 strokes before I started shooting my coffee creamer right into her mouth and face while hearing you coaxing me on;

“That’s it baby, shoot your load all over her face, make her pay for what she did to me…give her that cum. Yea baby, that is so hot, make sure she sucks you clean!”

As I was spraying my sperm onto Autumn’s nose, mouth and blindfold, you were jackhammering her pussy for all it was worth and once again, she started screaming out;

“GGGGGOOOOOOODDDDDD DAMN FFFUUUUCCKKKK!! I AM CCCUUUMMING SO HARD ON YOUR DICK DAWN!” KEEEEEP FFFFFUUUUCCCCCKKKKKINNNNG MEE!!! PPPLLLEEEAAASSSEEEE DDDOOOONNN’TTTT SSSSTTTOOOOPPP!!”

And you never stopped, as soon as she started to end one orgasm, another started up and again she would start screaming out her profanities. I went over and got behind you and started rubbing your tits while you continued to fuck Autumn and all of a sudden, I almost couldn’t believe what I heard. You were starting to cum as well. Although it wasn’t as intense as the last orgasm, it was still a pretty good looking orgasm that came over you. I was just amazed and somewhat envious of the fact that women can have so many orgasms. I was so elated that you two were having so much fun and enjoying each other’s company and sexuality. This weekend couldn’t be more perfect.

When the both of you finally subsided, I took Autumn out of her restraints and got her a warm face cloth to wipe some of the dried cum off her face. We were all pretty exhausted and within minutes we were cuddled up together on the bed having a nice nap.

To Be Continued: Weekend with Dawn – Sunday After our Fuck Session Nap

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