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Things heat up as Dr. Rita springs her naughty ambush on Officer Cindy!

The Futa Fairy – Futa Fairies’ Naughty Game
Chapter Six: Dr. Rita & Officer Cindy’s Naughty Contest
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Ms. Ji-Woo Kim

Triumph surged through me as I rammed my clit-dick into the Summer futa lying frozen on the banks of the Year’s Divide thanks to my powers. I had just vanquished her companion, a young futa named Cassie. Now I would defeat another of Summer’s champions. Two out of five down in minutes.

We would win. I wouldn’t lose my futa-dick and—

When my crotch smacked into the Arab futa’s body she slid across the sandy beach like she was coated in grease. She popped off my dick as she moved away from me. I gaped at her, watching her body glide across the ground like she didn’t generate any friction at all. She didn’t slow.

“That fey!” I gasped in realization, glancing at the river where the fey I caught fucking the Arab futa had disappeared.

I scrambled to my feet, chasing after the busty Arab futa. Her body kept sliding from the force of my thrust and plunged right into the river. I gasped, splashing after her, but she vanished beneath the waves. The water was dark. I peered into the current, searching for her body, my hard futa-dick bobbing before me.

“No!” I howled, splashing water. I dived into the river, looking around for her, but I couldn’t see well in the water. My lungs burned. I had to breathe. I burst to the surface, my black hair matted to my slender form. My small breasts jiggled as I whirled around. “Where are you, you bratty fey!”

A giggle rose from the river all around me. Then a wave splashed me, bouncing my futa-cock up and smacking my stomach.

“She’s gone now,” the fey giggled. “Thawing in the river. Naughty, naughty futa for using those powers on her. But Cliodna helped her. Cliodna enjoyed all that yummy energy the faeries gave you futas. Yum, yum, yum!”

I kicked the water in frustration as I stared at the current. The Arab woman would float downstream. I doubt she’d drown. Magic was in the air. I clenched my fists and marched down the bank in the same direction. I would find her.

Winter would win!

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Dr. Rita Jones

Officer Cindy never saw my wave coming. She had only a moment to gasp before the river water swept over her. I grinned, moving through the currents in the wake of my attack. Thanks to the wonderful fey Naiad I had control over liquids. The river felt like an extension of my body. And it was time to use it and defeat the futa-cop before she could take down any Summer futas.

I gained the beach, bursting out of the water surging around me to swamp Officer Cindy. The naked, White woman tumbled in the ball of water I held her in, her black hair fanning around her body as she thrashed.

I grinned at her, my ebony girl-cock so hard to fuck her. Last time we met, she’d pulled me over for speeding near my daughter’s college. She’d hauled me out of my car and fucked me with her wonderful futa-dick.

“My turn,” I purred, changing the currents in the water to seize her and pin her in place so I could grab her.

The breeze blowing down the river felt cool on my naked flesh, blowing the beads of water on my arm. Officer Cindy’s gaze met mine through the water. Her face twisted. Bubbles exploded from her mouth and—

The wind threw me.

I gasped a great hurricane howled up the river and tumbled me across the sandy beach. Out of instinct, I summoned river water to shelter me. It rolled up the beach and engulfed me, the surface rippling beneath the gale. At the same moment, a tornado burst the ball of water holding Officer Cindy, churning it into a frothy waterspout with the futa-cop at the center.

I rose, the water rippling around me, clinging to my legs, ready to surge out of me as I stared at the futa-cop.

“Sylph gave you powers,” I groaned, remembering the fey who’d brought Officer Cindy here.

The cop grinned. “Well, well, well, that naughty speeder. Dr. Rita, right? I see you’re still being wicked. Assaulting an officer…” She tsked and shook her head. “Someone needs to be punished.”

“Try.”

Wind howled. Water raged. Our powers clashed before us.

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Keily Reddings

I squeaked in fright, jumping back from my older sister at the sound of the voice. My heart hammered. Was it a Winter futa on my side, or a Summer futa on the side of my sister? Deidre’s fiery hair tumbled about her shoulders, her round breasts bouncing as she fell back from me, her tongue licking across her lips, cleaning off her girl-cum staining her lips.

Just like I’d stained mine.

We were about to kiss each other, to taste the other’s girl-spunk and end this game. To preserve our incestuous love, we’d decided to not play. We’d forfeit and defeat each other. One of us would lose our futa-dick, but at least we wouldn’t help it happen. It was so wonderfully romantic.

It made me love my sister even more. My futa-dick had twitched and throbbed as I leaned in to kiss my own flesh and blood.

“Sorry,” the voice said coming from above.

I looked up at the rock my sister and I were leaning against on the bank of the Year’s Divide River and saw a face peering down at us. And it wasn’t a human face. Not with skin that shade of nut-brown and hair as golden as, well, gold. It shimmered and everything as she stared down at us, her eyes bright green. Brighter than my own eyes.

“Who are you?” Deidre asked, sitting up.

I pushed up my glasses and said, “You’re one of the fey. B said they’d be around. But outside of Winter, they can’t be trusted.”

The fey blanched. “I belong to neither court. They both are too rigid for me.” She jumped down, twisted in the air, and landed in a crouch facing us, her breasts bouncing. She had no futa-cock but a hairless pussy between her spread-wide legs. “I’m Querciola. And you two are just so amazing. You have such a sweet love. So don’t let me stop you. Kiss, kiss.”

I swallowed, feeling so awkward with the close scrutiny of the fey staring at me. Deidre sat up, giving our voyeur a nervous look. She glanced at me, arching her fiery eyebrow in question. Did I still want to do this?

I nodded my head, even if the romantic mood was utterly ruined. We still should do this.
My sister scooped fresh cum off her body from our earlier handjobs and smeared it on her lips. I scooped up a fresh glob off my small breast just to make sure mine was all fresh. This was it. We were done with this game.

This time, our heads didn’t slowly draw nearer. I just darted in, planted a kiss on my sister’s mouth, like ripping off a bandaid. I just wanted to get it over now that we had an audience. My mouth met hers. My tongue flashed out, brushing her cum-stained lips.

Her tongue touched mine.

We moaned, our lips working together as we shared each other’s jizz and…

Nothing.

I furrowed my brow. I could taste her cum on my tongue. I had taken her jizz into me. Shouldn’t that have defeated me? My sister was still here. Neither of us had vanished. I groaned, breaking the kiss, my sister frowning.

“It didn’t work,” I groaned. “Maybe it’s not fresh enough. We can just suck each other’s dicks.”

“That would do it,” the fey nodded. “it has to be when you cum to vanquish your for. Needs that burst of energy pumping out of you. It’s only released when you futas cum.”

“Energy?” asked Deidre.

“When you futas orgasm, your sexual energy burst out of you and back into Faerie.” The fey cocked her head. “Why do you think they like to make deals with you mortals? You have such vitality. Such primal energy.”

I blinked. “Is that why we’re so horny as futas? I mean, I liked masturbating before, but our sex drives went through the roof when Deidre became a futa.”

My older sister nodded her head, a considering look on her face. “So they were just using us?”

“Well, you got something out of it,” shrugged Querciola. She grabbed our futa dicks, stroking up and down them both. “So, if you want to quit the game, you can suck each other’s dicks. You can give up and let those dumb fey from the courts fight and fight without you. Summer and Winter can never coexist. They’re always in conflict. It’s sad.”

“Why can’t they ever have peace?” Deidre asked. “Leanan Sidhe is so sweet and gentle. She was so sad to do this to us.”

“Not B,” I muttered. “She was excited.”

“Winter were the aggressors in this contest,” conceded Querciola. “But Summer could not back down. Leanan Sidhe allowed it to escalate so fast that a contest had to be held.”

“You didn’t answer my question,” Deidre said. “Why can’t they coexist?”

“Because Summer and Winter never touch. They are buffered by spring and autumn. They circle each other, year after year, ebbing and flowing like the tides. First one then the other has dominance, but it never lasts. And they can never stop it.

“But you’re not of either court. You’re mortals.”

“What are you saying?” Deidre asked while my stomach knotted. I trembled in excitement.

Querciola brought our futa-dicks together, rubbing our tips against the other. Pleasure tingled down my shaft at the wondrous, incestuous contact with my sister’s cock. I groaned in delight as Querciola said, “You can touch.” Her tongue flicked across both our dicks. “So do something. Bridge that gap. Fight against their dumb game.”

I gasped in delight as her mouth engulfed my girl-dick. My heart thudded in my chest as she sucked so hard. Her hands fisted both our cocks as she nursed on mine. My pussy clenched, growing juicier and juicier. I stared at my sister.

Hope shone in her blue eyes.

Then Querciola popped her mouth off my cock and engulfed the crown of my sister’s dick. Deidre’s round breasts jiggled. She groaned in delight as my mind raced. We could stop this. We could find a way for us both to keep our futa-dicks.

“Yes!” I moaned as the fey stroked up and down my dick with her silky hand, stimulating my cock.

“We’ll fight!” Deidre said, her hand taking mine.

“Wonderful,” Querciola moaned after she popped her mouth off my sister’s dick and before engulfing mine in her hot mouth.

The heels of my feet dug furrows in the sandy beach as the pleasure surged down my futa-dick. I squeezed my sister’s hand tight as I whimpered in joy. My breasts rose and fell, my nipples hard and tingling with the building pleasure churning in my pussy.

Then Querciola’s mouth popped off my dick and inhaled Deidre’s. Pleasure crossed my sister’s face as it died at the tip of my dick. She was so beautiful, her nose twitching, her lips pursing. Her round breasts jiggling, topped by pink nipples.

I couldn’t resist.

“Keily!” my older sister squealed as I sucked on her nipple. “Oh, Keily, yes!”

She squirmed on the sand as she trembled. I loved the feel of her nipple in my mouth. My auburn hair fell around my face and her skin as I pleasured her. I sucked so hard, my cheeks hollowing. She sucked in breaths, her breasts twitching and jiggling.

I moaned about her nub as Querciola’s mouth engulfed my dick. The fey sucked so hard. My pussy clenched as my ovaries swelled. The pressure built and built inside of me. That wonderful ache spread up to the tip of my dick, ready to dump my cum into the fey’s mouth.

Then she released it. The pressure died. Every time she sucked my cock, she increased it. Then when she stopped, it bled out of me. But it never went as low. Each time, she sucked me higher and higher, nearer and nearer.

“Oh, Keily, yes,” Deidre moaned, her fingers stroking through my hair. “When I give birth to our daughter, you can nurse from my breasts. Drink my milk.”

I shuddered. We were both pregnant with each other’s daughter. And so was our mother. We’d bred her together. I believed she was having twins, but each daughter had a different futa-mother. Something almost impossible.

But magic was in effect.

“Yes, yes, you want that,” she purred as I sucked so hard on her nipple, almost tasting her breast milk. What would it taste like? I couldn’t wait to find out.

I whimpered and moaned as the pressure built and built in my pussy. My snatch clenched down so hard as delight rippled through me. I moaned about her nipple, nursing as hard as I could, wishing her milk flowed. I nibbled, giving her so much pleasure.

My sister’s moans echoed over the rippling splash of the river. So drunk on the pleasure. Then Querciola’s mouth was back on my dick, sucking hard, nursing at my dick, so eager for my cum. Her hands fisted my dick.

“Keily!” Deidre moaned. “She’s going to make me cum.”

I released her nipple. “Me, too.”

“Let’s jizz on her face,” panted my sister. “Let’s just paint her in our cum. Coat her. Won’t that be hot?”

“So hot!” Querciola moaned after she popped her mouth off my dick. She stroked my futa-cock so fast, her hand blazing up and down my sister’s shaft. “Cum on my face! Let me taste your incestuous love!”

I smiled at my sister. She squeezed my hand.

Our bodies both quivered, her large tits jiggling more than mine. Querciola’s hand stroking on my dick brought me closer and closer. I groaned, on the verge of erupting. I could tell my sister was, too. We stared at each other.

Smiled.

Orgasmed.

Our cum fountained into the air. Spurts of white jizz splashed across the fey’s nut-brown skin. Her golden hair swayed about her shoulders as she moaned in delight. Our pearly cream spilled over her features and mixed together, our two essences melting together on the fey’s face.

I moaned with every blast. My pussy convulsed so hard. The pleasure surged through my body. My sister gasped with me, her breasts heaving as our futa-dicks unloaded. More and more cum bathed the fey’s face, coating her in our passion.

Then my orgasm peaked.

“Deidre,” I moaned, leaning back against the stone.

“Ooh, that was good,” my sister moaned, her blue eyes fluttering.

The fey ran her tongue across her lips, gathering the mix of our seed. She shuddered at the taste. Her green eyes squeezed shut. She let out a purring moan. Then she sat up, letting go of our cocks. Our futa-jizz dribbled down her features, some dripping on to her breasts.

A line of my sister’s cum reached Querciola’s pink nipple.

Hungry, I leaned over and latched on, tasting my sister’s salty delight. I suckled from her tit and shuddered in surprise as something warm and creamy squirted into my mouth. Querciola moaned as I drank her breast milk.

It was so sweet.

“Oh, yes,” the fey moaned.

“You got to do this,” I moaned about her nipple. “She lactates.”

“What?” my sister asked.

“Booby milk!” I squealed and suckled again.

“Mmm, yes,” the fey moaned as my sister joined me. We nursed together, gulping down her warm milk. Her hands stroked our hair, a big smile on her lips. “Drink your fill. Then we’re going to have more fun.”

I shuddered, gulping down more of her creamy breast milk. It purred down my throat to my belly. I felt it settling in there. My pussy grew hotter and hotter and my dick throbbed with such excitement as her milk nourished me.

And tasted amazing. I couldn’t wait to nurse from my sister’s tit.

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Mrs. Fatima

I sighed as I drifted down the river. Though I was beneath the surface, I could breathe it somehow. When I came in Cliodna as she kissed me, I felt something enter me. A… power. I couldn’t quiet describe it. But it made me so slick I just slipped right out from beneath that Asian futa when she thrust into me.

Now all I could do was drift. I stared at the sunlight and moonlight playing on the river, the golden and silvery hues blending together to make the surface shimmer. I still couldn’t move. The ice gripped me.

But my body warmed. I thawed. I had hope. Cassie had lost, but I was still in the game. I could still return to my sister and our daughters with my futa-cock. I could still love my incestuous harem with my clit-dick.

I strained against the cold gripping me. Bubbles rose from my mouth as I groaned. It held me everywhere, a massive hand that somehow held every inch of my body and kept it immobile save for allowing me to breathe and move my eyes and…

Wiggle my toes.

They flexed as I floated through the current. That futa’s magic wore off. Soon, I’d be back in the game. And I had my own powers now.

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Becca Brittany

I bit my lip as the brush parted before me. Grass and leaves bent and swayed, letting me pass. It was like the plants were a part of me, an extension of my body. It was so incredible to feel. I felt so safe so long as there was life around me.

And there was plenty of life here. Spring buzzed with it.

I surveyed the river. The autumn side had life, too, thickest long the river. The closer to winter, the less life there was. I bit my lip. I had been over here for an hour. And hadn’t seen any other futas. What if the Summer futas had crossed the river looking for us?

Should I cross it?

I studied the far bank, weighing my options. There was life. I would be safe across there. And I saw a nice rise. I could get up atop that, hide among the brush, and have a good vantage over the river. It felt like a good plan.

I dove into the water.

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Officer Cindy Matheson

I faced Dr. Rita, the water surging around her dark legs, her ebony cock thrust hard at me. Water dripped off her lush mounds. My cock ached to taste her dark delights again. I had savored the first time fucking her.

And today would be just as amazing.

The wind swirled around me. The very air felt like a part of my body, like I had a hundred limbs all swirling around us, ready to strike. I flexed my real fingers in the middle of my tornado, took a deep breath, and struck.

The wind howled as they rushed at Dr. Rita. Trees around the river groaned as my limbs swept through them and knifed down at the Black futa. But the river groaned and surged. Huge waves leapt into the air, deflecting or absorbing my limbs, dissipating my energy. They rolled around her and over her, engulfing her in a cocoon.

Then the waves came for me.

The river rolled over its banks. Frothy water surged at my tornado. I swirled my winds faster, throwing the water in a violent spray around me. I shifted on the sand, battering down the surging water with my nimble hands. Mist drifted between us as we attacked and defended.

I guided the wind, shaped it into slashing curtains that tore apart her water and lances that shot at her turbulent cocoon. I conjured walls that rushed past me, slamming into her current, and made vortexes that swirled into her attack her. Debris and mist flung through the air between us. The river roared as she responded to all my attacks with shields of liquid, with battering rams of frothy water and surging waves that threatened to swallow me.

My toes dug into the sand as my tornado whipped away the torrent of water, firing from the river like the discharge from a massive firehouse. The gush of liquid slammed into my wind. I grit my teeth, drawing more and more air around me, spinning the wind faster and faster to contend with the flood.

She tried to drown my air.

I wouldn’t let her.

I exploded the tornado outward. I turned it into a hurricane that swept across from us. Trees groaned, branches snapping. The river grew choppy. Waves generated by my power slammed into the far bank and drowned the spring brush on the sunny side. It assaulted her own position. Her shield of water rippled about it, driven back by the wind.

I focused it there. I channeled all the wind to assault her. The air rushed down at us, sucked by my will. I created a low pressure vacuum right before the Black futa. She raised her arms as her watery shield rippled away, peeled back inch by inch by all my power.

We faced each other, our jaws clenched, our futa-dicks hard.

I peeled back more of her watery defense. I held it back with my wind. The river kept surging to replace what I blew away. But fresh air streamed past me to hold it at bay. We threw our will at each other. All the magic we had crackled through the air.

And it left us at a stalemate.

Though she wasn’t protected any longer by her water, I couldn’t touch her. It took every bit of my wind to hold back her water. It left me nothing to seize her. To immobilize her. Her face twisted. Her ebony breasts heaved as she growled, straining against me.

We were matched. Our powers were even. Anger growled through me. I had this amazing ability, and I run into a futa that also has magic. But that was okay. I flexed my hands, tensing. I was a cop. I didn’t give up easily. Quitters didn’t make it through the academy.

I dashed forward.

Dr. Rita blinked in surprise. Her water faltered for a moment at the shock of me sprinting forward. Then she gasped and tried to engulf herself in liquid again. But my wind kept surging at her as my breasts heaved before me.

I crossed the distance between us in three seconds.

“No!” Dr. Rita gasped right before we collided.

Wind and water surged around us as we struck the sand. She twisted beneath me, bucking hard to throw me off. I didn’t mind. My dick ached to be in her. I kept focusing my wind as I grappled with her. I seized her arm, twisted.

She cried out as I flipped her onto her stomach, my breasts pillowing on her dark back.

“Ooh, you’ve been naughty again, Dr. Rita,” I purred as she squirmed beneath me. The more she struggled, the wetter my pussy became. “But don’t worry, I know just the punishment.”

Her water pressed in at my swirling winds. So I engulfed us in my tornado, a shield of howling air that drove back the river. The water swept around it, guided away from our flesh by the cyclone. Mist drifted across us as my futa-dick throbbed between the cheeks of her silky ass.

She felt so delicious beneath me.

“You realize it, don’t you?” I purred into Dr. Rita’s ear as she flexed beneath me, her butt-cheeks squeezing on my dick. “That excitement swelling in your cunt. That knowledge that you’re about to be punished by the futa-cop.”

“Please!” she whimpered as I drew back my hips, the tip of my dick sliding through her butt-crack. “The world needs my futa-cum.”

“What’s this?” I asked as I pressed my dick against her sphincter. “That nonsense Becca Brittany reported on a month ago?”

“Yes!” she moaned.

“Criminals will say anything to avoid their punishment,” I purred and thrust into her asshole. Velvety flesh engulfed my dick. I moaned in rapture, my winds singing in ecstasy with me.

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Dr. Rita Jones

Pleasure flooded through my body as I squirmed on the sandy beach. My nipples throbbed against the wet, soft substance. I squirmed, Officer Cindy’s girl-dick sliding deeper and deeper into my bowels. My back arched, my anal sheath clenching on her shaft.

My futa-cock throbbed beneath me.

Why did this feel so good? This was the end. She would beat me. Her wind held back my water. We were evenly matched. I wouldn’t be able to heal my patients. My girlfriends and my daughter would miss out on the pleasures of my dick.

“Oh, yes, you feel it,” groaned Officer Cindy as she pumped away at my asshole. She let go of my arm. “You’re not even going to resist. You’re just going to cum like the futa-whore you are.”

I shuddered, her words rippling through me. She was right. My eyes opened wide. My body just wanted to drink in this rapture. My asshole clenched down so hard on her thrusting dick. I shuddered, the velvety pleasure shot through my body. I whimpered as her crotch smacked into my butt-cheeks.

She grabbed my hips, pulling me up onto my hands and knees as she kept hammering me. My dick and breasts swayed beneath me, the wet sand falling from my body. My fingernails curled into the ground, scooping up damp clods as her dick kept reaming my bowels.

“Why does this feel so good?” I howled.

“Because you’re a futa-slut,” Officer Cindy moaned. “Just a naughty whore craving my big stick.”

I clenched my bowels on her thrusting dick, increasing the friction. The heat shot down to my pussy. Juices trickled down my shaft. I whimpered, wiggling my hips as she kept plunging over and over into me. She hammered me so hard. She made me feel amazing.

My cock swayed and bounced beneath me as she reamed my bowels. She thrust it so hard into me. I groaned, clenching down as she plunged over and over into me. My back arched. I moaned out as the rapture surged through me.

“Assaulting a police officer with water,” the cop moaned. Her hand cracked down hard on my ass.

Pain stung through my rump. My bowels tightened on her dick, increasing my pleasure. The stinging heat bled down to my pussy. I whimpered, squirming more as she disciplined me. Even that felt amazing.

“Such a naughty futa!” she groaned.

CRACK!

“Yes!” I howled. “Those futa-fairies made me so naughty. Made us both!”

“Yes, they did,” purred Officer Cindy.

CRACK!

My ass grew hotter. My pussy juicier. The pressure built and built in the depths of my cunt. My futa-dick ached. Precum dripped from the tip. I moaned, clenching my jaw as ecstasy surged through me. I was about to lose.

And I just wanted to cum.

CRACK!

“Say it!” hissed Officer Cindy. “Say what you are!”

“A naughty futa-slut!” I moaned. “It was so bad of me to attack you!”

“I bet you wanted to lose,” she groaned.

CRACK!

“Wanted to fail so you could feel my big girl-dick sodomizing your asshole!”

CRACK!

I shuddered, the pleasure rippling through me. Her hard plunges and painful spankings brought me closer and closer to explode. Her words made me wonder if I had wanted to lose. That deep-down inside of me I craved to be fucked by a futa.

But didn’t that mean she wanted the same?

“But don’t you want my futa-dick in your pussy?” I moaned, my cock swaying beneath me. “Don’t you want my girl-dick reaming that hot cunt of yours?”

“Ooh, you want to stick this in me?” She reached beneath me and seized my ebony cock. She stroked it hard, the tip throbbing every time she brushed it.

“Yes! Don’t you want it in you?”

She pumped her fist up and down my dick. Such pleasure shot through my body. She didn’t answer me, only moaning and pounding my asshole. I felt hope kindle in me. I threw a look over my shoulder. Her big tits heaved before her, her face twisted with rapture.

I squeezed my bowels on her dick, increasing the pleasure flowing through her, and moaned, “You want to feel my cock in your cunt, too! You want to have that naughty pussy churned up by my big, Black girl-dick.”

She tightened her grip on my cock. “It’s… appealing, futa-slut. Ooh, yes, I bet it would feel amazing in me. I love fucking my girlfriend’s dick. Marcie has an amazing cock.”

“You can feel mine in you,” I purred, pumping back into her thrusts, my tits heaving, my dick throbbing.

“You’d love that,” she panted. “My pussy sliding up and down this dick. It would feel so much better than my hand.”

“Yes, it would,” I answered, my orgasm building and building in me. “You’d love it. I’d cum in you so hard!”

“Yes!” she hissed. “You’d flood me with so much girl-cum.”

My orgasm exploded through me as I pictured fucking the cop with my big, ebony dick. The pleasure surged through me. My eyes rolled back into my head as my spunk pumped out of my dick. I whimpered, my bowels clenching down hard on her dick. My head threw back as cum fired from my cock. It splattered the sand.

And my bowels milked her cock. A part of me didn’t want her to pull out of me, but to feel her cum pumping into my asshole. Through the pleasure racing through my body, I moaned, “My cum’s being wasted. That futa-spunk could be pumping into your cunt!”

“It could be!” she whimpered, ramming her futa-dick into my asshole’s depths. “But I’d rather cum in you and win!”

Her girl-spunk erupted into my bowels. My eyes widened at the hot splashes flooding me. I whimpered, my pussy convulsing as my orgasm burned through my body. My futa-dick erupted for the final time. The last blast of my jizz spilled uselessly on the sand as she vanquished me.

“Yes, yes, yes, take it, you naughty futa!” howled Officer Cindy.

“I am!” I whimpered, drinking in the pleasure of this moment even knowing what it meant.

Green light swirled about me. It engulfed me. The futa-cop’s dick vanished from my asshole as the verdant energy hugged me and carried my body away. Then I groaned, the world appearing around me again. I was in different place, kneeling on soft grass instead of wet sand.

“Oh, fuck, not another one,” Kimmie the futa-cheerleader moaned. “Dr. Rita, you, too?”

“Me, too,” I said, seeing her and Cassie sitting disconsolately nearby.

“It was a valiant officer, my dear Doctor Rita,” Leanan Sidhe said, her youthful face looking concerned. “But do not lose hope. Though my dearest Mrs. Fatima and Ms. Deidre are outnumbered, they can still turn the tide and find victory for us.”

I stared at her. “Why did you make us into such sluts? I couldn’t resist Officer Cindy once she had her dick in my asshole. I just… wanted to be fucked.”

The Summer Esquire’s face grew still. “I had my reasons for increasing the strength of your libido and those who witness your futa-cock. It was never my intention for this contest to occur. But that same weakness afflicts Winter’s champions. If Mrs. Fatima and Ms. Deidre can utilize it, they can win.”

Then Leanan Sidhe turned away from me. “If Ms. Deidre can find the heart to compete, that is.”

“We are so fucked,” Kimmie groaned.

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Deidre Reddings

I nursed at Querciola’s breast with my sister, drinking the fey’s sweet milk with hungry gulps. I felt revitalized. Somehow, Keily and I could find away to end this without us losing our cocks. We just had to stay together. United.

“Yes, yes, that’s it,” Querciola purred, stroking our hair, my fiery locks and Keily’s auburn strands. “And before I take my leave of you, I wish a taste of your incestuous love.”

Keily pulled her lips from the fey’s breast and grinned up at her. “Isn’t that already covering your face?”

“Oh, this was a wonderful treat,” the fey said, being at us, our futa-cum still dripping down her features. “But I need it in my pussy.”

“You don’t mean…?” Such hopeful joy burst across Keily’s face while my own heart beat faster. “Deidre and I both in you? At the same time?”

“Both of you in my pussy at the same time,” the fey nodded. “Sharing it. I know it is a desire that you both crave. Let me give you this gift before you embark upon your new task.”

“Thank you!” Keily squealed, beaming at me.

“Yes,” I nodded, my futa-dick so hard. “Thank you, Querciola.”

“You are most welcome,” she purred as she stretched out on her side on the beach, her breasts pillowing together. She faced me, jizz running across her features. She lifted her left leg, exposing her hairless pussy, so tight and delicious.

Could both our futa-cocks really fit in there? I wanted to find out.

I stretched out on my side before her while Keily cuddled up against the fey’s back. I trembled, my heart thudding away in my chest. I squirmed, my pussy growing so juicy with excitement. I snuggled closer to Querciola, my futa-dick nudging her pussy.

My little sister’s girl-cock joined me a moment later.

“Share your love with me,” whimpered the fey, her hips wiggling from side-to-side.

“Yes,” Keily shuddered. She beamed at me over Querciola’s shoulder. “Let’s fuck her hard, Deidre!”

“So hard!” I moaned, pressing my round breasts into the fey’s tits.

I rubbed my futa-dick against my sister’s cock and the fey’s cunt. The pair of us pressed our tips against her pussy’s opening. Querciola shuddered between us. Such pleasure crossed her cum-stained face as I felt her labia spread over the crowns of her clit-dicks.

And then her silky pussy lips engulfed our cocks.

I shuddered in rapture as the fey’s pussy squeezed our tips together. My sister’s incestuous shaft throbbed against mine. I whimpered in pure delight as we both thrust, working our dicks deeper and deeper into her hot pussy.

“Oh, this is wonderful,” the fey groaned, her pussy squeezing and relaxing on our girl-dicks. “You’re both sliding so deep into me. I can feel your incestuous love for each other throbbing inside of me.”

“Uh-huh,” I whimpered, driving my girl-cock deeper and deeper into her silky sheath.

Her wet flesh squeezed me so tight against my little sister’s futa-dick. I felt her shaft twitch and spasm with the beat of her heart. The silky walls caressed the tip of my dick, sending pleasure through my body.

And then we bottomed out in her.

I stared into my sister’s green eyes as we both shuddered in utter delight. We froze for a moment, savoring this pleasure. We finally shared a pussy together. We were both in the same cunt. No matter what happened, even if one of us lost our futa-cocks, we had this experience.

“I love you, Keily,” I whimpered, reaching past Querciola to grab my sister’s hip.

Her hand grabbed mine, squeezing. “You’re the best sister in the world. I’m so glad to have you.”

“Yes!” I whimpered.

“Now let’s fuck her hard!”

“Mmm, please!” whimpered Querciola.

I licked up the mix of our incestuous cum off the fey’s cheek as I drew back my girl-cock. The salty delight melted on my tongue as my sister moved with me. Then we rammed our clit-dicks back into the fey’s hot depths.

Pleasure shuddered down my shaft. I whimpered, my eyes rolling back into my head as I shuddered on the ground. It felt so amazing to be buried in her. So wonderful to experience this utter delight with my sister.

We hammered the fey’s cunt with our hot thrusts. We worked our girl-cocks in and out of the fey’s hot snatch. Her juices let our shafts slide past each other. In moments, our thrusts had lost rhythm with each other. We plunged into the fey’s twat at different times.

I loved it when the tips of our cocks rubbed past each other. Every time I thrust in and every time I pulled back I had that delicious sensation. My hand squeezed my sister’s hip every time I enjoyed that passion. My own pussy clenched in delight, the pleasure building and building in me.

“Oh, yes, this is amazing!” howled the fey. “I feel your love building and building in each other. I feel it growing and swelling. It’s going to drown you both.”

“Drown us!” I moaned in agreement, my body trembling as the pleasure soared through me. “Oh, fuck, yes!”

“We’re going to drown you in our girl-cum!” Keily moaned, her face twisting in rapture.

I licked more of our cum off the fey’s face, loving the salty flavor on my tongue. I thrust so hard, pumping away. My nipples tingled, rubbing into Querciola’s nubs. Pleasure raced through my body. Stars darted across my vision as the rapture built and built.

Her pussy grew hotter and hotter. The fey moaned and whimpered as she shuddered beside us. I smiled in delight. I loved the pleasure surging through my body. I moaned and gasped. My eyes widened as I squirmed in delight.

“Oh, my god, yes!” I whimpered. “Keily, this is the best!”

“The best!” she agreed.

Querciola bucked between us. And it grew even better. The fey’s pussy spasmed about our girl-dicks as she orgasmed. I shuddered, the convulsing cunt pressing my shaft so tight against my sister’s plunging cock.

The fey’s pussy sucked at our dicks. Massaged us. She sent such wonderful rapture shooting through our bodies. I whimpered and groaned. Stars danced before my eyes as my pussy grew tighter and tighter.

My orgasm swelled. I stood on the cusp of my rapture.

“Deidre!” whimpered my sister.

“I know! Let’s flood her with our incestuous love!”

“Please, yes!” moaned the fey! Give it to me!”

My pussy spasmed. My cock erupted. Futa-jizz spurted out of my shaft. Keily gasped out in rapture. Her dick throbbed against mine, trapped in the fey’s tight, convulsing pussy. Hot spunk swirled around our two cocks. Our love mixed together inside the fey.

“Yes, yes, yes!” the fey howled. “Thank you! Thank you for sharing your love!”

Rapture surged through me. I stared at Deidre as we pumped the fey’s cunt full of cum. My mind drowned in ecstasy. I loved it. I didn’t want it to end. I wanted this moment to go on and on forever. To always be with my sister.

My lover.

Golden light exploded from Querciola. It bathed over my sister and me. I felt the fey’s body fading away, vanishing. And then I was hugging Keily, no barrier between us. Our girl-dicks throbbed together. Our mouths met in a hot kiss.

We would find away to keep out girl-dicks. Together.

And then the sounds of splashing ruined the moment.

Panic spiked through me as I broke my kiss with Keily. We both moved, darting around the rock and peering at it. A figure swam across the river. She reached the banks, crawling out, her big tits swaying before her, blonde hair caked to her side.

“It’s Becca Brittany,” I groaned as the Winter Futa stretched, her big tits bouncing before her. She looked around. Did she see the golden blast of light?

Then I heard the rustle of plants. They creaked and groaned, moving independent of the wind.

“I saw you hiding behind there!” the futa-reporter shouted.

Plants reached for the rock we hid behind. Leaves rustled as they grew towards us. My heart beat faster and faster. She had powers. She could control them. In a moment, they would reach us and grab us. What should we do?

Then my sister burst out of the hiding spot. “Becca Brittany!” she shouted with girlish enthusiasm. “Oh, thank god, it’s only you. I thought you were one of the Summer futas!”

The bushes stopped moving. I stared up at my sister, my body trembling. What was she doing?

To be continued…

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I hope this is better then the last. I still think it’s make a great orgy.

CLUB SEX 2 – The 20yo

Well here I am again, at the club waiting for the show to start. You can feel the anticipation from everyone as they get ready for what he hoped would be another great show. I made sure to look around and take note of any girl that happen to look my way. There were some damn sexy women here. It also a huge turnout, there had to be about 50 people here. Since they made place big enough to accommodate 4x that amount there is always plenty of room.

Tonight’s show was a 20yo very beautiful, shoulder length bright red hair, a C-cup breast size, and a tight ass that went along with her sexy legs. Since I never know the star of the shows name I just call her Star.

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Finally they brought her out. She looked pretty young; it was hard to believe she was actually 20. The girls leading her didn’t waste any time. They stripped from her robe revealing her beautiful body. She was average height, between 5’8” and 5’10”.

It started like it usually did. The 6 women were all over her. She was being kissed while another one was tongue fucking her clit. She had one behind her tonguing her ass. Star reacted immediately; it looked like she was already hitting her first orgasm. You could see her body jerking as it her; you could hear her muffled moans as she got louder. She never let her lips move from the girl she was kissing. When it subsided, a long mattress was brought out and the laid her down.

One of the girls got down and placed her legs between Stars. The girl moved up letting one leg go under Star’s leg and the other leg over. She moved up until both pussies were touching. Another girl came over and straddled Star’s face. You could see her lowering her dripping pussy to Star’s lips. 2 of the others came in, one on each breast. The girl between her legs started grinding her hips into Stars while the girl at her head reach down and grabbed the back of Star’s head, pulling Star’s mouth tighter against her pussy.

All 3 women started moaning. Star was now bucking her hips against the other girl mashing their clits together. The girl at her head started screaming, “OH GOD I’M GOING CUM”. You could almost see the explosion as started deep inside her, harsh gasps were now erupting from her throat as she bucked against the invading tongue, when she calmed down, she quickly moved off and another girl took her place. Star didn’t even hesitate; she went right back at it again. At the same time the girl between her legs started bucking as her orgasm hit her. She was shuddering with each breath as she hit her peak, she screamed out “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”. Another girl came in burying her face and fingers inside Star’s pussy. She pushed her finger inside about an inch at first, but Star thrust up engulfing the whole finger. The girl must have started massaging her G-spot, because Star suddenly erupted as a hot flood of creamy juice actually shot out over the girl’s face. Star lifted her hips off the mattress as her orgasm gripped her. She never stopped with her tongue though.

The girl at her head was grinding down and pulling at her own nipples as she gasped and shuddered. She threw her head back moaning about how good it felt. When she came, she clamped her eyes shut. It looked like she was having problems breathing as she kept gasping for breath. She finally got up, almost collapsing as she did.

They helped Star up and moved her to the table. The table looked like one of those tables you see in a birthing room.

Suddenly some girl jumped in my lap. She was naked already as she slammed her lips into mine. I opened my mouth to her invading tongue and let her tongue move across mine. She just about tore my pants off trying to my cock out. I managed to move head back long enough to say “hey, slow down a little”. She just said, “shut up, I want your cock now”. She got it free and jumped on it letting it slide all the way. I was pretty hard from watching the stage and this woman was beautiful. So I shut up, and let her have my cock. I reach up and started rubbing her good size breasts; this drove her more into frenzy. She moved her mouth away from mine saying “Oh yes, I’m cumming. Fuck me hard, I’m going to cum, oh yes, yes, yes unh, unh, unh,” My own orgasm ripped through me as slammed into her over and over. Her pussy gripped my dick like a fist and milked me for all I was worth. As I blasted away inside her, she went through another orgasm. The feeling was incredible.

She gave me a long deep kiss and thanked me for the ride. When she sat back down in her original seat, I watched as another girl came over and started eating her cum filled pussy. I got undressed and looked around. One girl was riding a guy, with another guy behind her. It looked like a good sandwich. She had her eyes closed as she went through several mini orgasms. Her body was quaking all over. The guy under her was sucking on her small tits, which looked like she was loving it. Suddenly the guy going in her ass thrust forward real hard, as he did so her eyes went wide as she came hard. The guy under her looked like he was cumming also. All three just collapsed next to each other, while they got their breath.

There were 2 girls 69ing each other. The shemale I saw last time was fucking some guy in the ass while at the same time he was sucking a cock from another shemale. The large lady had some thin girl sitting on her face, while some guy was fucking the hell out of her. There was one old lady probably in her 70’s being fucked by some young guy. She looked she was actually cumming to.

I looked back on stage. They had girl set up with both legs strapped to the stirrups and her hands shackled to the side of the table. There was a machine set up between her legs with dildos coming from it. They had inserted the dildos into her pussy and ass. The machine was moving them in and out. First one in and the other out, after about 5 minutes they both moved in unison then alternating again. There was also a set of wires coming out on either side of the machine that led to these disks like things that were attached to her breasts. It appeared to send a jolt of electricity every so often. Star was going crazy every time she hit her peak the machine would go faster and she’d have a few more orgasms before it slowed again. It helped that there was someone in control to change speeds on the machine.

My cock had gotten hard again. I looked around. I noticed an older lady probably in her late 40’s – early 50’s. She was a little chunky and had a huge set of tits. She was masturbating with one hand and rubbing her breasts with the other. Her eyes were glued to the stage. I moved over to her, she saw me coming and spread her legs a little more open and laid back. I went right at it burying my face in her dripping cunt. I couldn’t believe how wet she was. I was going down on her for only a few minutes when she erupted. She grabbed her huge tits pinching the oversized nipples. She forced her crotch up into my face. I could hear her loudly as she went over the edge “OH MY GOD, DON’T STOP, OH YES, I’M CUMMING, CUMMING, AHHHHHHHH” I didn’t let up, I actually doubled my efforts, this drove her into a new level as climaxed again. “AAHHHHH, I’M CUMMING AGAIN, OH YES CUMMING, OH MY FUCKING GOD YOUR WONDERFUL. FUCK ME GOD DAMN IT, FUCK ME NOW”
I moved up inserting the head of my cock and then slamming in, I fucked her as hard as I could. Her pussy would tighten and spasm around my cock, relax then tighten and spasm again. She kept cumming over and over. She reached up and pulled my head into her oversized breasts. I was in heaven as I licked and sucked all over. I kept gently biting her nipples, which would send a shudder through her body. Finally she wrapped her legs around me pulling me into her as she screamed. Her eyes actually rolled back, I felt my own orgasm hit as pumped load after load deep into her. As she felt me cum inside her, her body jerked up and down. She passed out but her body kept shuddering from the aftermath.

Some girl came over to me when I sat back down. She was beautiful like a model. She didn’t say a word; She leaned over and took my cock in her mouth. I looked back on stage. Star looked great, one of the girls had gotten on the table and had straddled Star’s face. Star’s body was going wild, as the 2 invading toys kept pumping in and out of her 2 holes. Every time the pretend cocks would bury themselves, Star would lift her ass up and arch her back. She didn’t have a very good range of motion because of being strapped down, but she did great with what she had. You could hear her muffled moans of excitement as she kept her tongue busy on the other girls pussy.

I looked back down at beautiful woman’s face that was in my lap. She looked incredible, my entire cock would disappear into mouth and her tongue would dance around the head and shaft. She was amazing. When I was rock solid again, she got up and whispered in my ear “I want to feel your prick deep in my ass, as I’m fucking you I want to play with my tits and gently pinch my nipples, that’ll drive me crazy”

She got onto my lap with her back to me and wrapped her hand around my shaft, tilting towards her ass. With moan, she lifted herself up and over my groin, inched the head into her hole and eased her body down my length in slick stroke. We both groaned at the same time. I was all the way up inside her hot sexy ass. I could feel body pulse as I when I reached around and started rubbing her perfect size melons. She even shook when lightly pinched her nipple. She wasn’t kidding when she said she loved having her tits played with. I kissed the back of her neck and she leaned back against me. She was moaning “Yes, Yes, Yes” in a sensuous purr: I started tonguing her ear and carefully brought my teeth to her neck. That really got her going, I felt her ass tighten around my cock. “Oh Yes” she moaned “FUCK ME HARD NOW, YOU FEEL SO GOOD INSIDE ME”. I tried something I’d only used in masturbation; I moved my cock around inside her, feeling the insides of perfect ass. We moved together, breathing heavily. I had one hand roaming over her tits and the other I moved down to stroke her clit. I knew I wouldn’t be ready to cum again for awhile but I could feel her ass tighten around my cock even more, her clit came alive on my fingers and her nipples were hard as rock. Her pussy started gushing now as she reached orgasm. Her ass quivering as I slammed in and out. She screamed out something unintelligible as she reached the height of her peak.

She finally calmed down and got up. She turned around and kissed me hard telling me, that was wonderful. She moved her head down taking my length into her mouth again. When she moved on, I was still hard as a rock.

I looked back on stage; a guy was straddling her head now. He was forcing his cock into her face and down her throat. He was giving her a good face fucking. Her head would move up to meat his downward thrust. Fortunately there were microphones all over the stage, so you could hear Star’s moans throughout the building.

I looked back around me, I noticed the two she-males were in a 69 position. I watched as the one on top was moving her hips up down, slamming her cock into the other one face. The one on the bottom had her fingers buried in the other one’s ass. I moved over, took the fingers out, place my meat at the entrance of her canal, and slammed my cock as far as it would go. She let out scream as I buried myself. I at first thought I’d hurt her, but I realized it was a scream of ecstasy, because she came hard into the other girl’s mouth. I could hear the one on the bottom making swallowing sounds as she lapped up every drop. I didn’t let up; I kept slamming in and out of her beautiful ass. She suddenly moved out from under me and told me to sit down. When I did the one on the bottom got up came over took hold of my cock and positioned at the entrance of her own back door. Then in one move, sat down and buried it as far as it would go. From there the other one came over and started sucking her cock. She slowly moved up and down, each upward movement would drive her cock into her friend’s face. She stopped moving, looked at me and said “Fuck me hard, slam me as hard as you can. I love the feel of a cock deep in my ass”. I started moving in and out slamming her harder and harder. As I jammed my cock all the in her friend would deep throat her.

Her ass felt great, and could feel my orgasm building up. Meanwhile her moans started getting louder and louder. “Oh, Oh yeah, just like that. Oh God Yeah, I’m Going To Cum. I Can Feel It coming. Deeper, fuck me Deeper. Cum With me, I want to feel you blast in me as I cum. OH, OH YEAH, OH YEAH, UH, UH, UH, AAAHHHHHHHHHHHH”. Her clenched my cock as she exploded down her friend’s throat. That drove me over the edge. I buried myself to the hilt as I coated the insides of her ass. When she felt me cumming with her she let out scream. Her body went into convulsions as her orgasm ripped through her. When she calmed down she said “Thank you for the wonderful ride, I hope we can do it again sometime.

I moved back to my seat and looked at the stage show. The invading fake cocks were still moving in and out of Star. There were guys on either side of her now, her hands had been let loose she was jacking off the guys, while another kept pumping into her face. You could still her muffled moans. I noticed the other side of the stage had there own little show going.

There was a girl on her back with her legs spread wide apart. There was a beautiful girl with a strap-on fucking her like crazy. There was another girl sitting on her face, grinding her hips down and rubbing her breasts. I watched as she pinched her nipples and rolled her head form side to side, I couldn’t hear her from here, but I could tell she was cumming. The one on the bottom was moving her hips up as the other slammed into her over and over. I had seen these women before. They were the ones who had brought Star out. I felt I was getting hard again. I got up and stared moving over to where the three ladies were.

I never made it. I came across a woman masturbating. She had her eyes closed and was arching her hips against her fingers. She was yelling out, ‘Someone fuck me, please, I need a hard cock.” She had a nice size set of tits about a C cup, which she was rubbing all over with her hand. “OH God, Fuck me, FUCK ME, ANYONE”. I got right down, moved her hand to my cock. She took it and pulled me into her. When I inside of her, she reached up, grabbed hold of my shoulder and pulled me down tight against her. She put her lips against mine, snaking her tongue between my lips, Then she wrapped her legs around me. She broke from the kiss, “Oh god yes, I’m Cumming, your making me CUM, yes, OH GOD YES.” As her orgasm hit she pressed into me as hard as she could, her head as moving from side to side, as it rocked through her body. When it started to subside she increased her movements again. Which caused her to into a series of orgasms. I felt her body quake over and over as each one gripped her. Her tits felt great against my chest as her hard nipples dug into me. Her orgasms were getting larger, I felt her body shake with each new onslaught. She was bucking her hips wildly against me as my hard-on grew to new proportions. I knew if hadn’t already cum a few times I would’ve cum long before now.

Her pussy would get tight and grip my cock every time an orgasm hit her. I could tell she was about ready to explode. “OH, yes, feels so good, so fucking good. OH MY GOD, IT’S INCREDIBLE, UNH, UNH, OH, UNH, AHHH, AHHH, OH, OH AHHHHHHHAOOOOOOOOOOOOO”. Her nails dug into my back, her head flew back. I could see her eyes roll back into her head. Her body bucked into me hard. Suddenly she stopped moving, her body jerked, then again, then again. She let out one last gasp, before she let go of me and passed out. She had a huge smile on her face. That was damn good to.

Back on stage the guys on either side of her were spraying all over Star’s tits. The fucking her face arched his back all of a sudden and was pumping his load down her throat. She was eagerly swallowing every last drop. When the guy moved away from her head, another guy took his place. You still hear her muffled moans from around the cock in her mouth. Her body went through another orgasm, jerking violently around the invading cocks. I was able to get a glimpse of her face. She looked like she in pure ecstasy.

I looked around the room again. Everyone was into it, I saw a few guys going at each other. The 2 transvestites were with different people now. One was with a girl; the other was with a guy.
The old lady was eating some young girl out, while another younger girl was going down on the old lady.
The huge lady was on her knees; she had her face buried in a skinny chick that was looked like she cumming all over the huge woman’s face. The huge woman (I remembered her name was Kim) was cumming as some guy was behind her fucking her ass. She really loved it in her ass. I could see her huge tits dangling down and shaking all over as her orgasm coursed through her body. It was quite and erotic scene.

I had a raging hard on now that I needed to do something with. I walked op the skinny chick and that the fat chick was eating out. I placed my cock in mouth, she went right at it. Damn she was good to, she had a way of sucking her cheeks in and licking the underside of my shaft. She would move her tongue back and forth stopping at the tip giving it extra attention. I started moving in and out of her mouth as she took the whole thing without a problem. She had reached up and took hold of my ass pulling me into her even more. I could feel my orgasm start to build up, I could tell she getting excited from what Kim was doing to her.

She got told me to lie down, then climbed on top of me. Next to me Kim had turned over on her back, and a guy was sliding his dick between her tits as another guy as fucking her pussy. The skinny chick climbed on top of me and started riding me like I was a bull. We were both already close, so it didn’t take long. I felt her body tighten up as her pussy clamped around rod. I reached up, grabbed hold of her little tits, and as she started to cum so did I.
We exploded together in sexual bliss. She kept moaning about how good it felt as pumped load after load into her.
Her little body collapsed onto mine and we just laid there. I heard loud moans next to me; I looked over to see the guy get off between her tits. It looked like he shot a good load to. Kim had cum at the same time he did. I really liked how her whole body shook when she reached her peak.

The woman on stage was going through a huge orgasm at the same time a guy spurted down her throat. Her lovely tits were coated in cum. When she got through this last one she, passed out. They removed the dildos from her pussy and ass then carried her off stage.

I knew I was spent for the night, not that I had any complaints. As usual it was another awesome night at the club. I can hardly wait till we meet again.

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It is the continuation of Hidden Temptation. Enjoy :*

¤I took off my dress and my sandals.I could see drop of coffee all over my body.It glistened in on my breasts all the way till my ankles.My light coloured panty was brown and soaked.I forget to lock the door.When Olivia pushed tried to knock the door,it opened.She was standing near the door with a towel in her hand and apologised for opening the door accidently.I told her that it was ok.And asked her to come in.As she walked towards me,i could see her looking at my body.Every inch of it with adoration and yearning in her eyes.She laid the towel on the sink counter and walked away from me.Then she turned around and walked back towards me with hesitation.I could see that she was trembling a little.She stood in front of me and looked at me.I didnt know what to do and just stood there in my coffee soaked bra and panty.I suddenly jumped in shock when she touched my neck.Though a little ashamed,Olivia touched my neck again and drew closer.Then ran her finger all over my neck and then my chest.I just stood there…Then she put her arm around me and pulled me down gently and kissed me. After a few seconds she let go and looked at me expectantly.Her eyes wanting me and hoping that i would give myself to her.I kissed her back.We kissed deeply.After about a minute i let go.She put her arms arounds my waist and pulled me closer.I looked at her with a little concern and asked her, “Are u sure Olivia?” She kissed my neck and said, “Yes.I want you Julia.” She looked into my eyes waiting for me to decide.As she did, she slid her thumbs inside my panty and ran them near the elastic.I could feel her thumbs brushing against my butt.I looked at her and smiled.She slowly pushed me towards the counter and made me sit on it.It made me realised that she liked to be in control.I liked being controlled.As i sat on the counter,she stood in between my outstretched legs.Our eyes and lips finally at the same level.Her hands warm and i could feel them caressing my stomach.Then she kissed my neck and started going down.When she reached my cleavage, she pulled down my bra a little and kissed me in between my breasts.Her wet lips felt like heaven.Then she started licking the coffee droplets on my breasts and finally undid my bra.She kissed my breasts.My nipple.And then sucked.I let out a loud moan as it was a little hard.She continued to suck,kiss and gently bite my breasts.All i could do was be still and be enjoyed.Then she got on her knees and licked my leg and i played with her hair.She traced the trickle of coffee from my ankle upwards.When reached my inner thigh, she sucked and then bit. I shrieked and she stopped.She knew what i liked!!! I loved it when women bit my thighs!!! I then pulled her head between my legs and she continued to bite and suck my thighs.Finally,she kissed my pussy over my wet panty.And began sucking over my panty.It was hard but gentle.The she got up and pulled my panty down.She held my hand and guided me to her spare bedroom.She made me lie down and made me watch her undressing.I tried to lend a hand but she gently pushed me back and said “Enjoy the show. ” She got in between my legs and we kissed.She held my hands apart and kissed my breasts as she slowled rubbed her pussy against mine.She went down.And finally put her finger inside.Those fingers were working inside me like a little orgasm machines.While she did this,she liked and sucked my clits.I came hard and she licked it.She gave me a few moments and then got back to work. She spread my legs and held my thighs and started eating me. I held her hair and pulled it everytime i shuddered.I was so mad that i pushed her mouth hard against my pussy.Every now and then she would spank my thighs. It stirred my pelvic area like electricity.When i told her that i was going to cum she stopped. She made me get on my knees and made me lean my breasts pillows.She kissed my nape and worked her way down my back.When she reached my ass,she again bit.This time i screamed!!! Then she spanked my ass.First gently and then a little harder.She licked my cheeks and kissed my hole. She gently spat inside hole and slid her finger inside.It hurt!!! But slowly loosened me up and kept fingering me at a steady pace while she continued to mouth my pussy and finger it with her other hand. It was so good that i began crying and my moans beame shrieks.Harder and faster her hands and moth worked especially inside my pussy.I was building up on a big and intense orgasm.Finally, i came so hard that i screamed loudly and poured on her face heavily.He spanked me my ass hardly one last time and made me lie on my back.She licked my juices flowing down my thighs and licked my pussy clean.Slowly she lay between my legs and kissed me.I licked my cum of her face and kissed her again deeply.She lay in between my legs and rested her head on my chest.Then she raised her head and gave a naughty smile and i gave her a shy smile.I was hers from now on.She winked at me and said “I wonder what u have in store for me tomorrow.” She kissed me again pulled a a sheet over us.She lay on me.Her tiny yet controlling body on top of mine.Our sweats mingling together… Her head on my breasts,her stomach against mind and her waist between my legs.. As she slept on me i slowly fell asleep with my insides still tingling… Hoping tomorrow would come soon…

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hot threesome at the beach

It was just your particular weekend in July. Matter of fact it was the forth of July weekend. I had gone to the beach with my friends and their girlfriends. I had broken up with my girlfriend a few weeks prior, so I went to the beach alone. At this moment in time, I didn’t have any particular interest in women; mainly my ex-girlfriend left me for another woman.
So my main reason for going to the beach was to have fun and to get shit faced. After all of us had checked into our rooms at the hotel, we changed into our bathing suits and headed to the beach. An hour after being on the beach, I saw a child building a sand castle and being the great artist that I am, I quickly made friends with the young boy. Together, we built a quite large sandcastle.
When we had finished, we had drawn fairly a large crowd, along with my friends. Bob, my best friend, said to me as he stood beside me, admiring the work that my young friend and myself and strenuously through. You just cant do anything half way, can you? He grinned. Never. I replied. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my young friend, leading a lady by the hand, towards the monstrous sculpture.
Mom, you’ve got to see this! He exclaimed excitedly. Slow down, Billy. The woman said to Billy. Its not going anywhere. I looked at Billys mother and I was startled to see that she was a knock out. She looked to be about five foot seven and had a body of a model. Her hair was medium brown that came down to the middle ofher back. But the thing that caught my attentionwas her eyes, they were bright green.
I came back to my senses as I say Billy pointing towards me. Both mother and son started over to me. I felt my prick jump in my shorts. When they got over to me, Billy introduced me to her. Nice to meet you Chuck, I’m Julie. The woman said. After some small talk, Julie stated that theyhad to head back to their hotel room, she was meeting a friend for dinner. Smiling, I said to her, Ill see you later. You just might.
She replied with a smile as she took Billy by the hand and headed towards the beaches parking lot. I watched them until I couldn’t see them anymore, then turned around and walked slowlytowards my group. I spent the rest of the day hitting the bottle; well I guess I should say the cup. I sat in my beach chair, sipping on my rum and coke, dreaming about making love to Julie. I didn’t want just a fuck with her; I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. I’m never been the one to believe in love at first sight, but I couldn’t keep my mind off of her.
Chuck. Huh. I came out of dreamland.
Chuck, were going back to the hotel now. My friend said to me. Standing up, I helped load the cars up, but then I changed my mind about going back to the hotel. I think Ill stay a little while longer. I told my friends. Come on Chuck. Bob said. Going to the club wont be the same. Im going. I told him. I just need to be alone for awhile. Closing the trunk of my car, Meredith came up to me and asked me, Are you okay? Yeah, Im okay. I replied. You sure?
Yes, Im sure.. I said. I just need a little time to myself.
You know, you can always came to me when you need to talk. Meredith said as she placed a hand on my shoulder.
Thanks. I replied, smiling. Good friends are hard to find. My friends take off to return to the hotel as I head back to the beach. With the sun beginning to set on the horizon, I pulled my tee shirt on and walked down the beach. It seemed only a few minutes of walking, when I stopped and turned around. I had walked so far down the beach, that I couldn’t see the area of the beach where I had started.
The sun had slipped past the horizon and night was starting to set in. I looked around at my surroundings. This part of the beach looked as if no one had ever been there for years. The only foot prints in the sand that I could see, was my own. That’s when I heard a noise coming from the bushes. It sounded like a woman crying out with pleasure. My curiosity got the best of me, so I went to find out what was going on. Just offof the sand area, I found to my surprise, Julie was lying on her back with a blonde hair woman’s head in between her legs.
Julies head was thrashing from side to side as another orgasm hit her. I could see that Julie was pulling the other womans hair while havingwhat seemed to be a very intense orgasm. I wasshocked and pissed off at the same time. Here was a woman, who I thought I was in love withand it turns out that she is a lesbian. Upset, I turned around to leave and I heard Julie call out my name. Chuck!
I turned around to see Julie running up to me. Her breasts were small and completely tanned. She grabs my hand and leads me back to the blanket where her lover was laying. I stood, justoff of the blanket as Julie laid back down next toher friend. Julie looks at her lover and they both begin to giggle. Here I was, standing there, feeling like a complete fool. It felt like I was the blunt end of a lesbian joke.
You know the one. Size doesn’t matter to a lesbian. Well I moved to leave, my feelings were banged up more than what my ex had done, when the blond stood up and came over to me. Her breasts were slightly larger than Julies, but I found out that they were firm when she pressed them against me as she kissed me on the lips. My head began to spin as I felt another warm body pressing against my back.
A soft pair of hands turned my head as I found myself kissing Julie on the lips. I couldn’t believe it. I had two women in my arms, Beautiful and naked at that. Julie kissed me on the check and she with Cindy, lead me on to the blanket. Cindy lifted my tee shirt over my head and I heard her gasp. My god! Cindy exclaimed. Hes built! Hes built down here, too! I heard Julie say as I felt my shorts being pulled down. I blushed.
I’ve always considered myself to be on the smallside, but the comment that Julie said told me that these two very beautiful women were only bi-sexual, not lesbians. Cindy tosses my shirt on to the pile of cloths on the edge of the blanket. She turns her attention back to me and we began to kiss again as I feel Julie pumping my hardening member with her hands. Lowering my head, I take one of Cindy’s nipples in my lipsand gently suck on it.
She arches her back as she holds my head to her,urging me to continue. Her moans get the attention of Julie, for I hear her say, How does it feel? Oh! So wonderful! Cindy moans as I move over to the other one. He very talented with his lips and tongue. Cindy moans again as she runs her fingers through my hair. At that moment, I felt a pulse of pleasure flow from my very hard cock, through out my entire body.
Julie had wrapped her lips around my cock and was proceeding to give me the sweetest blowjob that I have ever had. After a few minutes of this intense feeling, I felt my knees weakening. Julie and Cindy noticed this and helped me down to the blanket. Once I was lying on my back, Cindy goes down on me, while Julie offers me her breast.
Her nipples, slightly larger than Cindy’s, were very hard from the attention that I was giving them. She moaned as I took one after another in my eager mouth. For what seemed like a long time, we went on and on until Cindy mounted me. She tightened her wall muscles as she lifted herself off of me. Then proceeded to lower herself back down. Julie moved over to her as I watched her as she sucked and massaged Cindy’s breast.
Watching them kiss was the most erotic thing that I have ever seen. My cock expanded more and I guess Cindy must have felt it, for her eyes widened. She must have thought that I had come inside of her. She got off of me and had that look of disappointment on her face. He came. She replied. No I didn’t. I said, my head was still spinning. But I felt you get big in me. I haven’t come, yet. I said with a big smile on my face.
The two of you kissing got me excited, But I haven’t came yet. Hmmm. Julie smiled and then kissed Cindy again. After kissing Cindy, Julie said, Now its my turn. Now let me tell you, Cindy might have had the ability to contract her muscles, but Julie was naturally tight. I had to stop her several times or I would have had shot my cum inside of her. I could tell that Cindy was feeling left out, so I motioned her to me.
Between moans, I asked her if she wanted me toplease her. The next thing I knew, she had her pussy in my face as I was sucking on her clit with everything I had. really don’t know how long we went at it, the fact is, and I really didnt care. Cindy and Julie switched places several times before Julie wanted me to come inside of her.
Julie rolled off of me as I got on top of her. I heldmyself up with my hands so I could place my cock inside of her. But, Julie pulled me down to her, not letting me have a chance. Julie wrapped her arms around my neck as her legs went around my waist. I felt Cindys hands help guide me inside of Julie and I slid in effortlessly. I was all of the way inside of her, Julie let out a happy sigh.
My hips moved, forcing myself in and out of her. The friction created was building the pressure upin my testicles. I didn’t want to come too quickly, but Cindy wasn’t helping very much. She had stayed behind us and was using her tongue on Julie and I. I felt her tongue licking my testicles and every now and then she would slip a finger inside of Julie along with my cock But what did me in was when Cindy stuck her tongue in my ass. It was an intense event. I felt it slip in and the next thing, well all I knew was I was violently shaking as I shot hard into Julie. Julie started to have an orgasm right after I had started to cum. The whole time while I was cumming, Cindy kept tonguing my ass. Completely drained, I collapsed next to Julie. Cindy crawled up to us as I pulled Julie to me.
Not wanting to leave Cindy out, I invited her to lie next to me. Both of these incredible women snuggled up to me as I noticed that up in the sky the moon was directly overhead. I never didmake it to the club that night. I didn’t make it back to my room. As Chuck finished his story, I was beginning to wonder if he was giving me some line of bull when two women walked into the room.
Chuck got off of the couch, went over to them and gave each one of them a very passionate kiss. He then led them over to the couch where he sat down in between them. At that moment, I noticed that he was wearing two gold rings, one on each ring finger. I began to feel a little uneasy when I saw that Julie and Cindy, both had two gold rings on the same fingers. Julie was the one that spoke up, after I had questioned them about it.
Julie stated, Chuck and I are legally married, but we wanted Cindy in our lives, so the rings on our right hands, show that we belong and will remain faithful to her.
Cindy, then spoke up. These rings, she held her hands up mean that I belong to Julie and Chuck and Ill remain faithful and I will always love them.
I continued the interview with the three of them and one of the questions that I did ask was; How does Billy feel about this arrangement?
He loves it. Julie replied. He loves having a fatheraround, who loves him as if he was his own. Julie squeezes Chucks leg. And he told me that he likes having two mommies around.
Are there any more children around? I asked. No,just Billy. Julie answered.
I would nt say that. Cindy replied. I watched Chuck and Julies expressions as excitement came to their faces. You mean Chuck said with a big grin on his face.
You re pregnant! Cindy squeals with delight as both Chuck and Julie hug her.

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Jill knew that she was in trouble the moment she heard the sharp voice of Miss Norton ordering her to halt! It was way past curfew and here she was out in the hall trying to sneak back to her own room. “Hold it right there, Miss Penice!” the head of school security barked. “Do you know what time it is?” “Uh, yes ma’am,” Jill replied with a sinking heart. “The why are you where not supposed to be?” Petra Norton intoned evenly. “Well uh, you see it’s like this,” Jill stammered. “Like what? Petra asked harshly. “This is the third time this semester you’ve broken curfew,” Petra Norton went on, “the last time you promised not to let it happen again!” Jill stood there with her head hung low, wishing for all the world she was anywhere but right here. This time it is going to be different,” Petra said firmly. “Now, follow me to my office, we’re gonna get it all straightened out!” As they wound their way through the maze of corridors Jill tried one last time to reason with Petra Norton. “Can’t we just wait until tomorrow, Miss Norton, I-it’s so late?” “I guess you should have thought about that before flaunting the rules,” Petra said coldly as they approached her office. “Now sit down and shut up while I try to figure out what to do with you!” Miss Norton’s office was spartan to say the least, with bone white wall, a small metal desk, and several straight back chairs for visitors! If it was designed to make a person feel unwelcome it was doing good job of it, cuz Jill was dreading every minute she was in there! Petra Norton plopped down in her chair and interlaced her fingers and held them behind her head while staring at the young woman on the other side of the desk. Jill shivered as the older woman looked right through her, but even she couldn’t have imagined what was about to happen next!

For several minutes it was quiet as a church mouse, so the crack of Petra Norton’s voice nearly scared Jill to death! “I’ve come to a decision,” Petra said a matter of factly. “Come around to this side of the desk,” Petra ordered, “and make it snappy! Jill shuddered for a moment, but knowing it was useless to protest, slinked around until she was standing right in front of Petra Norton. “When’s the last time you were spanked?” Petra asked softly. “S-spanked?” Jill asked fearfully. “Is there something wrong with your hearing?” Petra shot back. “When was the last time you were spanked!?!” “I-I don’t know exactly,” Jill whined. “Well, after tonight you’ll be able to tell anyone who asks exactly the hour and the minute you got you fat behind tanned, so take down your pants and lie across my knees!”

“P-please, don’t spank me!” Jill pleaded. “I promise never to be late again, I really do!” “Of course you do,” Petra replied smoothly, “and after I’m done with you, I can be sure of it!!!” When Jill still didn’t make a move to remove her jeans, Petra’s hands shot out, and with a mighty tug pulled bag pants down to around the stunned you woman’s ankles! “That’s better,” Petra Norton said softly, “now, over my knees with you!” With her entire body shaking, Jill slowly lowered herself down until she was laying directly over Petra’s firm thighs! Her panty covered ass was now rested at a perfect angle for the security officer to commence with her spanking! Petra took her right hand and softly caressed Jill’s big bottom through her white cotton panties and commented, “You have a very plush ass, it’s a shame to waste it on such a utilitarian pair of undies! “I-I don’t know what you mean,” and embarrassed Jill stammered as the hand touching her bottom grew more and more intimate.

“I’m afraid that these panties have to go,” Petra said softly. “W-whataya mean by that?” Jill asked nervously. “Don’t worry, dear,” Petra replied gently while reaching into a drawer for a pair of scissors, “you’ll never even miss them.” Jill was about to ask another question, but her train of thought was interrupted by the noise of her panties being snipped apart by the sharp clippers. “What are you doing to me?” the poor girl wailed. “I’m doing you a favor,” the older woman answered lugubriously as she began caressing the frightened girl’s bare fat bottom. “You young girls have such sweet asses,” Petra sighed while bending over and kissing each cheek tenderly, “and you have such a hairy pussy for such a young woman.” With the evil woman’s fingers brushing ever so softly over her exposed lips, Jill gritted her teeth and tried desperately to put her mind somewhere else, but in the end it was hopeless as her cunt slowly but surely became whipped into a frenzy! Then just when she thought that an orgasm was about to wrench through her pussy, she was stunned with a sharp jolt of pain as Petra Norton’s bare hand crashed down hard on her unsuspecting bottom! “Yeeeeeeeeoweeeeeeee!” Jill screamed as Petra’s hand rained hard slaps on her milky white ass. “Y-you can’t do this to me!” she groaned as a feeling of warmth spread across her burning cheeks. “Oh really?” Petra asked softly. “And who’s going to stop me?!?”

For the next two or three minutes Petra gave the poor girl the spanking of her life! Jill tired in vain to slide away from the vicious blows but the old bitch was much to powerful for her, until finally she stopped struggling and took her punishment as best she could! Then just as quickly as it had started, the room grew quiet, except that is for Jill’s soft sobs that echoed eerily around the small office. “There, there,” Petra said soothingly while gently caressing the two burning globes of red flesh, “it’s all over, just relax and it will be all better soon.” Finally after another several minutes the pain actually became numbing, and again Jill began to relax only to be stunned once more by and unexpected assault! Again Petra took the poor girl by surprise when she roughly shoved a nine inch long dildo balls deep into her drooling pussy! Although she felt a lot of pain from the massive intruder, in less than two or three strokes she was rushing towards an orgasm of epic proportions!

Never in her short eighteen years of life had Jill been violated in such a brutal manner! Sure she had used candles and the such to masturbate with, but they were generally thin and tapered, allowing for easy entry into her tight teenage pussy! Now, however, her poor little vagina was being absolutely ravaged by a cock that would have literally choked a horse! Incredible as it may have seemed, Jill was soon meeting each and every stroke as she shoved her ass backward, hoping to get the maximum effect from each plunge into her molten pussy!!! Sensing that the young woman was nearing her climax Petra rammed the marauding pecker in and out of the little pussy with such force that she was sure that the poor thing would soon be begging for mercy! Just when she didn’t think she could take one more stroke, Jill’s pussy collapsed around the murderous hardon, gripping it tighter and tighter as it spasmed completely out of control while an orgasm of crushing ferocity carried her away on a cloud of supreme satisfaction!

When it was over Jill lay on Petra’s lap with the fat cock still hanging from her hairy fuck hole and while her heart pounded like it was going to pop through her chest! While the old bitch gently rubbed her burning bottom she offered softly, “Now, see what happens when you break the rules?” A small smile spread over Jill’s face as she replied, “I guess I’ll have to do better in the future, won’t I?” Petra chuckled a bit and replied, “Yes, I guess you will!”

THE END

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A quick and kinky lesbian fantasy!

Author’s Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all.

Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-66”.

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Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now…

Before I begin, I would like to mention that I know this fantasy sounds a little farfetched, but I swear that everything you are about to read is true, down to the unlucky streak I went through before deciding to write about my unfortunate events. I hope you enjoy.

I love watching movies and TV series. It’s what I do to relax. Unfortunately, purchasing Dexter: The Complete Series was far from relaxing. I already owned the first three seasons, but when I saw the complete series for sale on Amazon, I could not resist. However, I already had quite a few movies and seasons waiting for me, so I put off watching Dexter until I had a little more time. By the time I finally got around to it, the 30-day return period had expired. Since the product was new, I did not worry. Boy was I wrong.

When I received the complete series, I sold the three individual seasons I already owned. That was my first mistake. When I started re-watching the show, I only got to season two before discovering one of the discs was scratched and froze. I knew had no choice but to purchase the second season again (yes, the very same one I had sold just weeks earlier). I contacted Amazon to tell them what had happened and they were kind enough to refund the cost of the replacement season. I thought that was the end of my problems. Once again, I was completely wrong.

I made it all the way to the sixth season before another disc froze. I did not feel like buying yet another replacement season, so I skipped over the part that froze and only missed a minute or so. But I reached my limit when yet another disc froze in season seven. I considered sending Amazon another email explaining the pitiful state of the supposedly new box set they had sent me, but by then I was pretty angry and decided to instead give them a call. I am not the type to get angry at customer service people because I know they are not responsible for the troubles their company’s customers are experiencing, but this time was different. I was pissed and someone was going to pay. I was planning on giving the customer service agent a piece of my mind, but all my anger instantly faded the second I heard her voice.

“Welcome to Amazon customer service,” she said. “How may I be of assistance?”

Instantly, my anger faded and a spark of arousal ignited deep within my pussy. I never understood how people could get turned on by phone sex. Until now. The woman at the other end of the line had the sultriest voice I had ever heard and the mere sound of it made me wet. I had no idea what she looked like, but in my mind’s eyes, she was a beautiful, fiery redhead. I could feel my arousal level skyrocket at the mere thought of her and knew it was only a matter of time before one of my fantasies took over. But in order for my sexual daydream to go unnoticed, I first had to provide the reason for my call.

I barely had time to explain the situation before reality faded. I was so turned on that I made my move mere seconds after the fantasy had begun. Barely taking the time to take a breath, I said the first thing I could think of.

“What do you look like?” I asked.

There was a moment of silence before the woman started to stutter a reply.

“Never mind,” I cut her off. “You’re a redhead now, okay?”

There was another short silence before I a weak, “Okay,” emerged from the receiver.

“Do you know what I’m thinking of?” I asked.

Her silence made her confusion obvious. Ignoring it, I kept going.

“I’m licking your pussy.”

Another silence.

“You are?” she asked timidly.

“Yes!” I replied firmly. “And you taste so sweet.”

The second I heard her giggle nervously, I knew my plan was working.

“Can you feel my tongue diving in and out of you?” I asked. “Soaking up your sweet juices? Sending shivers of arousal running across your skin?”

To each one of my questions, I got a weak, “Yes.” It took a while, but I eventually heard her start to moan. I pictured her with her panties around her ankles and her legs spread wide. I imagined the expression on her face as I furiously tongue-fucked her tight cunt.

Her moans grew.

“I’m gonna cum!” she soon announced. I had no clue if she was just playing along or if she was actually pleasuring herself, but I did not care. All that mattered was the picture of her I painted in my mind. I saw her with short breath. With tangled hair. With a writhing body. Then it happened. She climaxed.

“FUUCCCKKKK!!!!!” she shrieked. A smile curled my lips as I pictured her squirting her hot juices all over me. I could almost feel her sweet nectar running down my chin. I imagined her poon clenched around my tongue as she released wave after wave.

Her breathing began to slow and with one final moan, it was all over. But for me, it was just beginning. I was getting ready to command her to reciprocate when she took control.

“Do you know what I’m thinking of?” she asked.

I smiled. Those were the exact same words I had used. Gladly giving up control, I lay back in my computer chair and spread my legs (did I ever mention I hate to wear underwear) and started stroking my bare pussy.

“Mmmmm!” I moaned as my fingers danced across my engorged labia. My cunt was already soaking wet and my phone lover’s voice only made it wetter. But it was not until she spoke again that my juices really started flowing.

“Guess what I’m holding in my hand,” she said, but continued before I could even answer. “A strapon!”

I almost came then and there. But I held on long enough for her to describe the toy in detail. I will not bore you with the details, but suffice it to say it was big. No, huge!

“Can you feel me sliding it in your pussy?” she asked.

“No!” was my answer. I gave her a second to worry before explaining. “Because it’s is my ass.”

She giggled nervously and I pictured her turning red with embarrassment and arousal. But she quickly got over her initial shock and remained control.

“Do you like the way my big cock feels in your ass?” she asked.

“I fucking love it!” After a short pause, I added, “Faster. Fuck me faster!”

No sooner had the words left my lips that she started grunting. My arousal skyrocketed as I pictured her furiously jerking back and forth, forcing every last inch of her strapon in and out of my ass. Of course, what I felt darting in and out of my rectum was the vibrator I had recently pulled out of my sex drawer, but in my mind’s eyes, it was a massive strapon.

“Faster!” I begged again. “FASTER!”

She was now pounding the living shit out of me. My breath was short. Beads of sweat pearled on my forehead. More arousal than ever before coursed through my veins.

“I’m gonna c…” I began, but the final word died in my throat.

“FUUCCCKKKK!!!!!” I instead shrieked as my pussy came to life. Wave after wave of orgasmilk shot out of me and splashed all over my desk and computer. But I did not care. Nothing mattered but the incredible feeling of my lover’s large strapon diving in and out of my ass as I squirted all over the place.

Unfortunately, I was never given a chance to finish. About halfway through one of the most intense fantasy orgasms of my life, a voice snapped me back to reality. It was the same voice I had been fantasizing about for the past few minutes, but the words it formed made it clear my sexual daydream was over.

“Is there anything else I can do for you?” she asked in that sultry voice of hers. Glancing around, I discovered my surroundings free of cum and my vibrator safely tucked away in my sex drawer. A sigh escaped me as I realized my fantasy was officially over.

I had missed most of the conversation and had absolutely no idea what my fantasy lover’s real-world twin had said. But I could not very well tell her I had missed what she had just said because I was fantasizing, so I simply thanked her for her help and hung up.

I had no idea what I had agreed to until I received an email confirming the impending expedition of a replacement copy of Dexter: The Complete Series. A few days later, the package arrived and I was able to replace the defective discs and watch the rest of the series without incident. It was a lot of work for a mere eight seasons, but given the fantasy I got out of it, I have to admit it was worth it.

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Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed. A new fantasy will be published each week, so make sure to check back every so often.

Have a horny day,

Barbie Lez

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A very young and very lovable princess is betrayed, raped and murdered by her own subjects

***WARNING: This story includes rape, murder, torture and descriptions of all the aforementioned horrors. All these horrible things happen to a very young girl who is also a very lovable character. If you have a weak stomach for such things, DO NOT read on.

***WARNING: This story is actually a short story. If you are looking for instant sex, find a new story or scroll down half a page. This story is longer so that you can be engrossed in it, you can know the characters, their motivations; you can feel their pain and you can understand the plot. All making for a much more sickening and horrible experience when the rape does occur. (Still, it’s pretty short.)

Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy.

The woman walked swiftly through the rain, her bronze skin gleaming under the water, the white fabric of her tight shirt and pants becoming transparent as she became more wet. Her brown eyes were large with nervous excitement, her brown hair blowing silently in the silent wind.

She arrived finally at a large golden building with an arching roof and two great wooden doors at its center. She whispered an incantation and the doors moaned open, and with a panicked inhale, she stepped inside.

The place was dark, just a circular room full of pillars and grey marble floors, a few candles burning on the walls.

“Hello, Vehem. Thank you for coming.”

The soaked woman looked up in disgust.

“Did I have a choice? What is this about Atavas?”

The woman called Atavas stepped out of the darkness and into the candle light. Her skin was pale, her body slim. She had thin blue eyes which looked like a cats, and her black hair fell down to her back. Her face was youthful and innocent, but there was something evil about the grin it housed, something sadistic.

“I think we found something of yours Vehem.” The woman said, pointing over her shoulder to her seven female companions who were skulking in the shadows.”

“And what would that be?”

“Your brother.”

The wet woman froze, staring deeply into the other, as if to measure her honesty.

“What do you mean?” she asked finally.

“I mean we have your brother…and if you don’t do what I ask…he will die.”

“When did you—you can’t…Atavas! We are on the same side, you are a guardian of the kingdom, what are you…”

Atavas smiled pitiably at the other woman and waved her towards the sole window in the room.

“You are right Vehem, we are both meant to protect the kingdom, and we must do that more than ever now that Titan is ready to attack us.”

“No,” Vehem said, staring at the ceiling, “The rulers have gone to talk with the leaders of titan, there will be a truce.”

Atavas shrugged. “Maybe…but not all the rulers have gone.” She pointed out of the thin window to a grey and foggy beach below.

There was small and beautiful girl running through the fog, fighting a few men in armor. She was angelic, her little body perfectly defined, her devious pink lips curled up in a smile, her bright green eyes like emeralds against her white skin and raven shoulder-length hair. She was wearing only a black bikini top and tight black shorts as she ran through the cold morning, but it did not seem to phase her. She moved with incredible speed, her perfect features becoming a blur as she bounded from one man to the next, throwing little elbows and fists at them and dodging their equally god-like speed in counter-attacks. But for all the violent theatre, it was quite clear that both sides were only fighting playfully, because all the men were wearing grins as big as the girls. Some bursting into laughter as she jumped onto their shoulders.

“Princess Adriana?” Vehem said, staring at the spectacle below. “Well yes, of course they left her behind, she’s only eight years old, I doubt she’d have much to say at the negotiations. And anyway, one ancient to watch the kingdom, always at least one of them here. Those are the rules.”

“Their rules.” Atavas whispered angrily. “Aren’t you embarrassed? To take orders from an eight year old girl? I don’t care if she is an ancient, she’s just a child. It’s bad enough that we have to listen to all her equally immortal siblings, but her…a child.”

Vehem laughed. “Oh come now Atavas, you know that Adriana never gives orders to anyone, even if she has the power to. Everyone loves her, and she loves everyone in the kingdom.”

“But she can.” The other woman snapped, “That’s the point. If she wanted to, she could give any order to anyone in the kingdom. Ridiculous.”

“Of course,” Vehem replied plainly, “She is an ancient. They have always ruled the two worlds. And it only makes sense that they do. I mean look at her, she’s eight and she is already stronger than any of us.” She pointed towards the beach. “She’s already moving as fast as the Kings Guardians. Ancients rule Titan and our home of Eshem. We’re her to help them, and they are here to lead. Don’t forget that it was they who gave us power and immortality.”

There was a sudden change in the face of the sadistic looking woman and she smiled widely.

“I agree. We need them to rule, we need them to be safe. Which is why the little princess must be taught a lesson…for her own safety.”

Vehem stiffened. “Watch your words Atavas, you are creeping near treason.”

“Nonsense, I merely wish to see our favorite ruler safe. And she is not.”

“What do you mean…she is not?”

“I mean she trusts people too much, she is so kind, but she is too kind, she thinks people can be depended on, that they are as strong as her kind. But they are not.”

“She trusts no one too much.” Vehem said simply.

Atavas gave a sickening laugh and turned her attention back towards the window. “She trusts YOU too much.”

“I am her first guard, of course she trusts me. And I would never betray her which is why…”

“Her first guard,” repeated Atavas, “Yes you are. She treats you like a mother. And she has given you the gift of trust…hasn’t she?”

Vehem pulled violently at the other woman’s shoulder. “Where are you going with this Atavas?”

“The princess,” the other continued nonchalantly, “has given you the gift of trust. You cannot sneak up on an ancient, you can’t attack them secretly from anyone distance, because they can sense harmful intent. Even when they are asleep they are not vulnerable. But they can give the gift of trust to someone as a sign of love, they can choose not to sense someone’s intentions. Which means that if they give it to someone…that person could get the drop on them.”

“No ancient would ever—“

“You mean no ancient but her would ever do something like that Vehem. I told you, she is young, she is na?, she is too trusting. She gave you the gift as a sign of love didn’t she? She chooses not to sense your intentions as a sign of respect! Which means you could hurt her when she was asleep, hurt her before she could react.”

Vehem moved backward, her eyes wide with surprise, her body tense in preparation for a fight.

“You have crossed that line Atavas. To speak of attacking one of them…that is treason.”

“It is to protect her! She must learn that she cannot trust a person, it is the only way to convince her. She wont believe you if you just tell her, she has too much faith in us, she must be shown.”

“Maybe…” Vehem sighed, “maybe you’re right. But it is not our place. I’ll talk to one of her siblings when they get back from Titan, she will listen to them.”

“No!” bellowed Atavas, her innocent face becoming suddenly thin and horrible, “we will teach her now.”

Vehem turned towards the door. “Good luck with that.”

“Your brother, Vehem…don’t you want to know how he is?”

“You’re bluffing.”

Atavas tossed something across the floor, it landed with a crash and laid still at Vehem’s feet.

“If I was bluffing…would I have his locket?”

“I could report you to the council for this Atavas…kidnapping another citizen of Eshem, you’d be exiled.”

“But you wont,” the woman said simply, “because by the time you got to the castle, your brother would be dead.”

“What do you…what do you want?”

“I told you, I want to help Adriana, I want to make her realize she has to be more careful.”

Vehem turned and stared at the woman near the window.

“And you’ll teach her that by doing what?”

“You’re going to hurt her when she is asleep.”

“Ha! It wouldn’t mean anything, her body is too strong for me to do anything worthwhile before she woke up.”

Atavas nodded and pulled something from beneath her block, sliding it towards the other woman as she had with the locket.

“This is…” Vehem stuttered.

“A shard of black rock,” Atavas finished, “indeed it is. The only poison strong enough to weaken even an ancient. Now of course it doesn’t matter since you’d never get it near them before they killed you…but you are another story…aren’t you? You stab that into her when she is asleep and she will wake up weak and vulnerable for the first time in her life. That will teach her to trust no one outside her kind. That will make her strong. Eliminate her one weakness…people.”

“I’ll…I’ll think about it.” Vehem promised, turning towards the door.

“No, you’ll do it. The life of your brother in exchange for making our little princess wiser—it is win win, Vehem.”

“When?”

“Tonight.”

Vehem said nothing, she bowed her head placed her hand on the door and whispered an incantation. But she did not step out into the grey and wet morning, a whisper pulled her back.

“The seal.” Atavas repeated again, more loudly. “Give it to me.”

Vehem stared down at the black ring on her finger.

“It is Adriana’s seal isn’t it? If anyone else tried to touch it they would be thrown back in pain, repeated attempts would lead to death. But she has made an exception for you once again…hasn’t she Vehem? She has broken the rules of her own kind, trusted the seal of her birthright to a mere guardian. She must learn a lesson there aswell.”

“What do you want with this?” Vehem asked, slipping the ring off her finger and offering it to Atavas.

Atavas brushed back in fear. “Do not play games with me bitch. Only you can touch it, and so you will place the seal on this royal document.” She handed a thin scroll to woman before her. “Do that and you can leave, and after tonight, your brother will be returned home safely and you can decide if you want to turn me in or not.”

Vehem began to unravel the scroll but stopped when Atavas grabbed her hand.

“You know I only want what is best for our kingdom,” Atavas said sternly, “you will trust that.”

Vehem placed the ring against the scroll and it burned with black smoke for a few seconds, she then handed the scroll to the waiting hand of her acquaintance and walked out into the rain.

The world was dark and the rain still crashing against the windows of the castle when Adriana entered her chamber, sand falling from her legs and water dripping down from every part of her little body.

“Hi!” she squeaked, spotting Vehem on her bed.

“You’re soaking your majesty,” Vehem said, a guilty but unnoticed tone to her voice. “Come here, let me dry you off.”

Adriana eyed the woman for a second, then smiled and skipped over to the bed, laughing as Vehem pulled a giant purple towel over every part of her body.

“You must be tired your majesty.” She whispered.

Adriana smiled and nodded quickly, hopping up onto the bed.

“You should have seen what I did to Pasish,” the girl said excitedly, “I dodged one of his kicks and poured a whole handful of sand in his hair. I felt bad though, so I let him do it to me afterwards.”

“Well, you’ll have to tell me all about it in the morning ok?” Vehem insisted. “Right now it is my humble opinion that your majesty should get some sleep.”

Adriana nodded and kissed the woman on the forehead. “Good night Vehem. Love you.”

“I love you too…your majesty.”

The girl fell asleep quickly, feeling completely secure in the arms of her First Guardian, and the woman she loved like a mother.

Minutes after she had drifted into dreams, the door to her chambers opened with a whisper and seven women drifted silently inside. And behind them followed Atavas, her face twisted up in nervous excitement.

The women set themselves up and the sides of the bed and Atavas gave a nod to the teary eyed Vehem.

Vehem hesitated, her eyes full of apology as she stared down at the small slumbering girl who was breathing softly on her chest. She inhaled deeply, reminded herself of what was at stake, of the promise which Atavas had made to her. Just a lesson in trust…she’ll be ok. With one final glance towards the excited women surrounding her, she thrust the glowing rock into the girl’s ribs, pushing it so that it was completely engulfed by flesh and blood.

There was a pause as every soul in the room seemed to be suddenly frozen in expectation. Then the girl convulsed, and the whole room came to life with cheers of excitement. Her little fingers and toes bent and became stiff and she rolled uncontrollably off of the bed and onto the floor. When she hit the solid grey marble her mouth shot open as if to scream but only silence escaped as the pain in her side seemed to be suffocating her.

She was shivering uncontrollably on the floor, staring up at Vehem, her bright green eyes full of tears. Tears that Vehem knew had so much more to do with betrayal than pain.

“I’m sorry. Adri…I’m so..” Vehem whispered.

Before she could finish speaking, Atavas grabbed the small girl and tossed her like a wooden doll back onto the bed. She had one hand on Adriana’s side, pressing the jagged rock even further into the shivering and sweat covered chest. Her other hand was controlling Adriana’s head, forcing the girl to look up at her conqueror.

Atavas stared down with a look that could have been mistaken as pity.

“Not so tough now bitch? Come on little princess…do something..anything.” She taunted, spitting into the girls mouth as she forced it open.

She bellowed a great and victorious laugh as she waved the other women over to share in the complete humiliation of a child who had always been untouchable.

Pale hands began crawling all about the small body, spit covering the silky skin and dripping down onto white sheets which were now soaked in a mixture of saliva and sweat.

When hands were not forcing her head somewhere else, Adriana was cocking her raven head backward, staring up at the woman who had loved her like a daughter. The only woman she had trusted. The woman who had now weakened her, and handed her over to her end.

“I can’t! I wont let you! You said we would only stab her with the rock! Only teach her a lesson!” Vehem shouted finally, watching one of the guardians break Adriana’s pinky finger, just for the fun of hearing it snap and watching the girl shiver.

“Stupid…stupid bitch.” Atavas said with a mirthful grin, “You already have.”

She waved her hand forward and three of the guardians broke away from their new toy, setting themselves upon Vehem instead.

Vehem ducked a dagger from the first, rotating her leg into the air and pushing her foot up into the woman’s chin so hard that the other’s body crashed against the ceiling.

The remaining two women approached more cautiously after the unconscious body of their fellow soldier landed with a thud at their feet. It seemed that they were beginning to remember why the woman before them had been chosen as special First Guard for the princess. They attacked together, the first sweeping Vehem’s leg, the second aiming a pale hand at her head. And as Vehem flipped into the air to avoid such amateur attacks, she was caught suddenly from behind by Atavas, who had moved when the other woman was distracted.

“Must I do everything?” Atavas whispered softly to the woman now locked in her grasp. She licked Vehem’s ear as she spoke and gave a sadistic giggle as the other struggled hopelessly to try to break the hold.

With a glance down, Atavas observed the position of her victim, and everything she could do with it. Vehem’s arms were pulled together behind her back, Atavas’ hands acting like cuffs. She smiled as her sick mind decided on the proper attack and she leapt into the air. With a loud crack! she landed, both her feet placed on the middle-back of Vehem’s thighs. Vehem toppled to the ground under the weight and at the same time Atavas pulled up on her victim’s arms, forcing Vehem’s body to arch back unnaturally. Vehem’s caramel skin was like hot marble under the moonlight, her bare legs crying tears of sweat and exhaustion. Then the skin on those legs started to stretch, as if something inside was pushing out. There was another loud crack and a glass shattering scream from Vehem as she was bent so far back that her thigh bones shattered, jagged pieces of bone now cutting through her skin and showing themselves as Atavas continued to bend her back. Atavas continued her noisy and vomit inducing work until she had folded Vehem so that it seemed her knees were in her hips. When she had broken Vehem completely, Atavas stipped her naked, to complete the shameful attack.

Now the three guardians who had attacked her, hovered over Vehem. They were spitting on her and laughing loudly. One was fingering her defenseless pussy, and the finger quickly turned into a fist, which was shoved up to the elbow in to woman’s stomach. Once inside, the guardian, whom had been the one to get kicked into the cieling, got her revenge by scraping her long fingernails against the bodies inner workings, pulling at anything she could find. She finally pulled out, her hand covered in blood and transparent juices and she joined the others in stomping Vehem’s chest and face, shattering all the bones to match the shattered bones in her legs.

Vehem was nothing more than a shell when her attackers finally released her. Her legs were folded completely behind her body, only the topmost part of each thigh remaining at level with her pelvis, and only because that is where Atavas has chosen to break her. Vehem’s body, which was laid flatly on top of those broken limbs, was so still that she appeared to be dead, only a slow breathing signaling her survival. Blood running slowly from her gaping pussy. Her pupils were rolled completely back in her head, so that her eyes seemed wide and entirely white, and her mouth was open and drooling, her tongue hanging out in a humiliating comedy—a final sign that she had lost all control of her body to pain.

Atavas smiled upon her handiwork before spitting on the blood covered Vehem and moving back towards her true target.

“I’ll kill you when it’s over.” Atavas said plainly. “But first, I want you to see what we do to the girl you were supposed to protect…the girl you betrayed. She’ll be begging for death Vehem. I promise you. She’ll be begging. I promised you we wouldn’t do any serious harm, remember? I said we’d simply teach her that she couldn’t afford to give trust to anyone. Well…I assure you, when we’re done, she wont need to worry about that ever again.”

She smiled when she arrived back at the bed. All of the women were staring down at beautiful little Adriana, who was so drenched in spit and sweat that her skin glistened like the skin of someone who has just stepped out of a bath. The girl was silent, her little chest moving up and down rapidly, her teary green eyes fixed on the ceiling, as to avoid the mocking faces of her abusers.

And as lovely as it was to see the little bitch broken so badly already, when there was still so much to do, that was not what made Atavas truly smile. What made her smile was the fact that the perfect little bitch was still wearing her black bikini top and her tight little black sleeping shorts. Atavas’ followers were so loyal that they knew to wait for her to finish with Vehem before they stripped the girl. So fearful of her, that the thought of her wrath was more powerful than the idea of being the first person to rape an ancient.

“Shall we?” she said softly.

The circle of women cheered, some whistled. And a few bent low, whispering promises of complete humiliation death to the small girl on the bed.

“Knife.” Atavas commanded, holding out her pale hand impatiently.

One of the guardians quickly answered the call and thrust a small silver blade into her master’s hand; though they were all confused as to what she intended to do with it. It was far too early to kill the girl. They had not even begun to have fun.

“You know, you ancients are so fucking full of yourselves,” Atavas said spitefully, slapping Adriana across the face. “Even now, you’ve been outsmarted, you’ve been weakened, and yet you don’t scream…you don’t beg. You’re still so prideful, too prideful to beg me for mercy. Is that right?”

Adriana said nothing. She simply stared to the ceiling, as if her surroundings were just part of a dream, a fog.

“Of course.” Atavas said plainly. “But I promise you this. You won’t be so stoic when this is over princess. Your body will feel things no one has ever felt before, you will be begging for a chance to scream, to push some of the pain out of you. But you wont be able to…”

Adriana’s eyes grew large, her chest frozen, there were gasps as Atavas plunged the small blade deeply into the girl’s chest, burying it near her collar bone. She pulled it out after jamming it quickly left and right, and licked the sweet blood off the blade.

“Going to be hard to scream with your voice box sliced in half little princess. Oh don’t worry,” Atavas said, petting the girls head like a comforting mother, “you’ll be fine. A cut like that won’t slow down an ancient, even one with black rock in them. We need you nice and alive for this next part.”

She bent low and kissed the girl on the forehead, then sprang up, gave a primal scream, and tore the black bikini from the glistening skin of her victim. With a quick look to their leader for permission, two guardians bent low and began to lick the perfectly pink and still undeveloped nipples.

Atavas laughed and nodded to the women behind her. They were all staring at Adriana’s pelvis, watching the little gap between her shorts and her skin, the small gap caused when the lower stomach falls below the hip bones. That tiny gap of air was begging for a hand to be shoved inside of it, to feel that perfect heaven which the tight shorts were hiding. Atavas did not need an invitation. She moved with the same primal passion she had shown earlier and tore the girls black shorts from her shivering legs.

This time none of the remaining women dove in, they all seemed to be enchanted, frozen in disbelief. It was one thing to imagine raping an ancient, quite another to start doing it. But this feeling was something else entirely. There was something about watching such a sacred girl having the most vulnerable part of her body revealed against her will, something euphoric about treating someone so pure, so poorly.

“Pathetic.” Atavas said simply, looking at the flushed excitement of her followers. “Here, get to it.”

And with that she placed her hands on Ara’s weakened knees, which were locked together tightly, and forced them apart. Revealing a perfectly shaped pussy–two soft lips touching and revealing only a slight line in-between their embrace–small and almost hidden, covered in the same silky skin as the rest of her body.

“Ah ah.” Atavas said quickly, waving off one of the women who dove for the girl as soon as her legs were forced apart. We’ll need to keep them open, keep them apart properly for a proper little slut.”

The women nodded in agreement and waited for their master’s next move.

Atavas moved to the side of the bed and lifted her own leg up onto it, putting the foot against the outside of Adriana’s left knee. “On three.” she grinned wickedly.

The women counted in perfect unison. “One…two…”

On three their voices were drowned out by the sound of breaking bone. Atavas grabbed Adriana’s foot and pulled it towards her, while at the same time keeping her own foot against the girl’s knee. The leg snapped in half at the knee like a stick, the only thing keeping the shin and thigh bones together now was the skin which contained them. Adriana’s eyes dilated, and her back arched so violently that the back of her head nearly touched the top of her butt. She had no time to breathe after the attack as she was instantly pulled back down and three women were caressing her chest. Two were biting her pink nipples, the other was forcing a long tongue down the girl’s throat while playing with the jagged and bloody rock in the girl’s side.

Atavas was still at the side of the bed, giving a great laugh as she lifted the broken leg up and down like a lifeless log, lifting it and dropping it as entertainment for the howling guardians. Each time she dropped it with a thud onto the bed, Adriana’s little chest would freeze and she would nearly suffocate in pain and on the tongue which was exploring her throat.

“Geez, just don’t make these ancients like they used to. I guess that black rock really works.” Atavas said mockingly, moving to the other side of the bed, and throwing the leg down one more time.

When she arrived at the other leg, everyone in the room knew what she would do. But that did not take away from the uncontrolled excitement with which they watched her do it. Her foot was against Adriana’s knee, and her hand was on Adriana’s squirming little foot.

Without being asked, the guardians who were not pleasuring themselves on Adriana’s upper body began to count. “One…two…”

On three there was a familiar crack. Adriana’s body rose off the bed but her back could not arch out a breath with the three women on her chest and so she was completely breathless. Her pupils did not dilate; they rolled entirely into her head so that her open eyes were completely white. Tears began to run down her face but she did not move. Her perfect silk-white skin began turning a hazy shade of blue. She was gagging pathetically, choking on the tongue in her throat as her body demanded air. Her small arms growing weaker and weaker in their fight against the women on top of her.

Finally the brown haired woman who had been making the girl choke on her tongue pulled out, giving Adriana a second to recover from the shattered bone and take a large inhale. And it was only a second. As soon as the girl took a breath and her skin was once again a pretty shade, the woman forced her tongue back down the warm gagging throat.

Atavas was now lifting and dropping both legs, laughing merrily as Adriana would convulse like a little spring each time she touched one of the separated bones. Finally, she spread the two powerless legs as far as they would go and pointed to the silky little pussy that was humiliatingly open.

“Well go on then princess…” she said softly, as she bent low and kissed the silky lips between the limp thighs, “tell me to stop my lord, and I’ll stop. I promise,” she said with another kiss, “just say the word and I’ll stop…oh…that’s right. You can’t say anything…can you? Well then, my little slut. That must mean you like it.”

There was a flood of laughter as Atavas continued to mock the little master. But the room fell silent as everyone began to watch the woman weave her arms in and out in a slow ceremony. There was a crash and something dark and heavy landed on the floor at her feet.

“I’ve summoned something to help us make this a little more interesting.” She said happily.

Atavas knelt low and gave another small wave, whispered an incantation, and the black box flew open. She removed from it seven silver tube-like devices. The women watched her with a mixture of confusion and excitement.

“Karish.” She said.

A dark skinned woman with long curly black hair stepped forward.

Atavas gave a smile and stepped behind the woman. She then positioned the silver tube so that it was protruding out from the top of the dark woman’s pussy, and tied two strings behind the woman’s waist. The third string, which hung beneath the tube, she slipped between the wet lips of her follower’s pussy, and pulled it up through the woman’s ass cheeks, finally tying it to the other two strings.

There were murmurs from the women in the room as they stared at their slightly embarrassed counterpart and their perfectly pleased master.

“A strap on!” the brown haired woman exclaimed finally, taking a break from Adriana’s throat.

The others spoke quickly in excited understanding.

“No,” Atavas whispered, “It is not just any strap on.”

And with that she wrapped her left arm around Karish’s neck, pulling the dark and naked body close to her own. The woman gave a slight jolt but gave in quickly out of more fear than arousal. Atavas then moved her right hand behind the woman’s back and began pulling the knot of strings up and down. Karish gave a great moan and fell to her knees, which only caused her master to increase the speed at which she moved her hand. There was something cold and heavy about the string which was sliding back and forth between the dark pussy lips. It had been covered in a substance which seemed to increase the nerves in-between her legs a hundred fold. It was an irresistible feeling and the woman could not control herself. Her pussy was soaking, glittering liquid running down her thighs and humiliating her as it dripped to the floor in front of all the other guardians. After only thirty seconds of the advance she was screaming, her stomach flexing up and down and liquid spraying from her pussy as she orgasmed uncontrollably.

And then, something strange happened. As she fell to floor and gave a final moan, a white liquid shot out from the silver tube resting over her bladder and then more and more of the substance shot forth until it was under her heaving stomach like a small puddle. And after seconds of resting on the floor, a smoke began to rise from the imitation cum and the exhausted woman leapt up with a horrible scream. Though the goo was leaving no mark on her or the floor, it was very clearly burning.

The women gasped in amazement as their counterpart grabbed the torn black shorts of Adriana off of the bed and wiped at the substance on her stomach so feverishly that it seemed she intended to wipe her own skin off.

“Relax,” Atavas said slowly, grabbing the woman’s panicked arms,” just relax. It doesn’t last long.”

Karish nodded as she could feel the invisible fire on her skin begin to cool down, then she stared at her stomach in disbelief. Not a single mark had been left under the cum which she had wiped away, she had expected to see scarred and burning flesh—but, nothing.

“Not just any strap on.” Atavas repeated plainly. “Each time you girls orgasm you will cum on…or inside, our little princess. And for some reason…I think she’s really…really not going to like that.”

The women paused for a second to take in what they had just seen, then screamed with excitement and jumped over the bed, each woman grabbing up a silver strap on and tying it onto themselves in the same way that their master had. Their eyes were large, their thighs now completely wet as they imagined cumming inside the girl and watching her feel like she would burn, from the inside out. The whole time being unable to so much as whisper an objection.

Atavas moved towards the bed and began caressing Adriana’s angelic face. The girl was no longer crying, and her breathing had slowed during the previous event which had distracted her abusers. Her bright green eyes were still directed up at the ceiling, and even as she was laid out naked and helpless, her little face was proud and hopeful.

“Are you ready?” Atavas whispered, “Are you ready for us to wipe that look off your face? Ready to cry yourself dry? Ready to beg me to kill you? Even if you have to do it in sign language?”

Adriana did not move.

“Well then.” Atavas said with a clap, “get to it girls.”

The women lined up, their bodies shivering in nervous excitement. Each was staring down at the small girl, taking in for the first time, the fullness of her wet body, rather than just one perfect part of it. She was like a sculpture, her skin a soft white marble, every part of her firm to the touch. Every line of her little body was exactly where it should be. There was an outline of her ribs under her glinting skin, you could see a faint outline of ab-muscles as well under the white covering, something that an average eight year old girl would never be able to achieve. And her hips curved perfectly to meet her upper body, so that each side of her chest formed the outside of a C.

And though such beauty, such perfection, might make a thing less desirable to break; for the seven guardians it only made the girl that much more desirable to destroy. She had been born as a god-like being, royalty and waited upon since the day of birth. And worst of all she had remained humble through it all, been polite and kind where an average being would have been polluted with power. And now they realized that even her body was more perfect than theirs could ever be, her angelic face, green eyes, her silky black hair and her pink lips, each part of her was simply too good, so much better. And they hated her for it. They wanted nothing more now, nothing more than to mutilate and destroy what they could never be.

The brown haired woman who had been tonguing Adriana so relentlessly jumped onto the bed and knelt above the girls head, getting ready to press her strap on into the throat which she had become so obsessed with.

Beside her there was a woman with long blond hair who had one leg on the bed and the other on the floor. Her strap on was point at the girl’s shoulder, only because everywhere else was already taken.

The two women who had been licking the girl’s nipples and caressing her chest stood at the side of her, their strap-ons pointed at her ribs, though they seemed confused about what to do next.

The remaining four women were equally confused. A manly looking woman with short red hair stood at the side of Adriana, her silver tube pointed at the round and tight outside of the girl’s butt, and there was a very skinny almost skeletal guardian who stood in exactly the same spot on the opposite side of the bed.

Karish, who had recovered from her master’s advance and her own involuntary product demonstration, was lying on the bed beside Adriana, and each woman knew what she intended to do. But she would wait to do it, like each woman there, she knew who would go first, who had to go first.

Atavas was smiling in pure joy, a grin so wide that she looked, for the first time, truly and perfectly happy. She crawled up onto the bed and pulled Adriana down a bit so that the girl’s silken pussy lips were hovering just above Atavas’ waiting strap on.

“”Fuck her to death.” Atavas said happily. “Well, close to death,” she added.

And with that, she thrust forward with an animalistic force and then stopped at once, frozen. And each woman in the room was also frozen, the whole place was silent but for Vehem’s slow coughing in the corner and a new sound. Tears. Tears were running down Adriana’s face like rain for the first time, and her little body writhed back and forth, as if she thought she could pull herself off of that thing which now impaled her. The women watched, as if waiting for something, as if in shock that the stoic little girl now looked so pathetic covered in her own silent tears, so weak as she struggled. As if the little girl who had been nothing but kind to them, might now deserve some pity.

But it was not for pity that they waited, or for the sound of more tears or the sound of moving sheets under a struggling body. They waited for a drip…and they heard it. Atavas’ grin grew so large that the bones of her face nearly escaped the skin over them. Each woman sprang to her tip toes and watched as a single drop of blood slipped out of the impaled pussy lips and crawled down silky and sweating thighs until it dripped onto the white sheets below.

A roar of delight echoed off the walls and Atavas pulled out of the girl, sending more blood splashing up from her silver strap on as she did so. And it was like each woman had known that taking Adriana’s physical feature of purity, her virginity, had been the signal. Known it without ever saying it. For as soon as the blood spilled out from between the girls legs, every woman dove forth.

The brown haired woman thrust her strap on into Adriana’s throat, forcing it further and further down with grunt after grunt of power. The girl’s tongue tried to force the choking object out, but that only made it that much more pleasurable for her attacker. It was like she could feel it, like the string between her pussy lips was somehow it’s own part of her body. She could feel the girl’s tongue trying to force her out, as if the girl’s tongue was pressing and fighting the place in her pussy where the string was. She pulled out of Adriana’s mouth, gave the girl one second to breath, then went back in so violently that she saw blood spray out of the open mouth, and she forced almost the entire silver tube down the warm throat. Stomach fluids and spit getting stuck against the silver tip of the strap on as they tried to escape from that gagging throat.

At the same time, Atavas was pushing into Adriana with such force that her entire body was flying up in the air and she was being forced back against head board. But she could not reach it, for the woman in her throat was forcing her body in the opposite direction. And so her little body bent up, thrust after thrust it arched up and she was nearly bent in half as both woman pushed in and out, over and over, as if they were trying to outdo the other.

And when the little body had been arched up off the bed for the third time, Karish made her move. She slid beneath Adriana so that the girl landed on top of her dark chest. Without hesitation Karish thrust herself towards the head board, forcing her strap-on up Adriana’s round and tight little ass, blood dripping from the girl again as her second hole was impaled.

Karish thrust in and out quickly, like a jack hammer, but she made sure to never pull out entirely, so that Adriana’s suffering body could not even arch. Her strap on held the girl down, the other two forced the girl up and bent her, and so the princess felt like she was being torn into pieces. Each part of her body reacting differently, each part trying to move naturally while being controlled.

Adriana’s eyes were wet, her green pupils glimmering in the rain of her own tears, drool and spittle and blood were dripping from the corners of her mouth as she gagged again and again on the imitation cock inside her throat. And her arms were still flailing violently, trying to push away the women who were killing her slowly, and loving every second of it. But when her little arms swung up, they were slapped aside by the five women who were currently not fucking her, and every now and then her arms would be caught, and one of the women would break another finger, for the fun of it.

“This bitch doesn’t have enough holes.” The manly looking red head said angrily, watching the seductive little body bounce up and down in its helpless rhythm. “There is going to be nothing left of her when you’re done.”

The other four women who were standing and drooling over the body nodded in agreement.

“Well–” Atavas said breathlessly, pulling out of the bleeding pussy, “if she doesn’t have enough holes–” she pulled the silver knife off the sheets behind her, “you make more.”

When her master handed her the knife the manly looking woman simply eyed it, stupidly.

Atavas sighed and took it back, then to the horror and excitement of every woman in the room, she thrust the blade into the outside of Adriana’s tight little bottom, leaving a bloody wound just above the girls thigh.

“You make more.” Atavas repeated.

And with that she crawled back ontop of the body which was still being thrust up and down by the other two women.

The manly woman stared at the wound, and contemplated what she had been told, and finally, she pressed her own strap on inside the cut, moaning in pleasure as warm blood and flesh took her inside the little body, her strap on now resting inside the girls perfectly shaped ass cheek.

When she thrust in and out for the first time, Adriana writhed with such force that the silver cock inside her mouth was thrown out. The left side of her little body pulled violently as it tried to take itself off of the silver tube which was pushing into it again and again like a thick knife, the right side of her body simply remained limp, even the arm. As if the pain on that side was so great that it was entirely paralyzed.

The woman on the opposite side quickly grabbed up the knife and did just as she had seen, plunging the blade deep into Adriana, though she cut into the upper thigh rather than the butt. She moaned in equal pleasure as she entered into the warmth of the body for the first time and sent blood gushing as she pulled back out to look at her handiwork, only to thrust back in with a grunt and grin. Her imitation cock making contact with the girl’s thighbone.

Now each woman who had minutes before felt left out was reaching for the knife. The first woman to get it was the woman near Adriana’s left ribs, she sliced quickly between the third and fourth rib, making sure to keep the wound small enough for her to feel the skin like pussy lips. She began to thrust in and out violently and the instant she did, Adriana’s eyes rolled back into her head, and blood forced itself from the corners of the girl’s mouth, only slowed by the cock in her throat. More blood dripped from Adriana’s nose and the girl’s face was so soaked in new tears that they were almost instantly washing the blood onto the sheets below. Her eyes began to shut and the women began to scream louder and louder as this vision of the broken and pathetic princess pushed them closer and closer to orgasm.

“I can feel it!” the woman exclaimed, thrusting in and out with more power, “The string…It’s like I can feel it. I can feel her heart…I’m bumping it…I’m fucking her heart!”

And each time she pressed in, Adriana’s body would convulse with what little strength it had left and more blood would shoot from the girl’s nose and mouth.

Next the woman near the girls shoulder grabbed the blade and she plunged it deep, near where the shoulder meets the neck. Blood rushed out of that vital spot but it was quickly staunched when she thrust her silver cock deep inside of it, and she nearly collapsed as she did so. It was like she could feel the cock as though it were part of her body, feel as it pressed against the outside of the girls windpipe.

The last woman did not reach for the knife however, she simply smiled. She had been eyeing her part of the body for some time, and she knew now that she needed to create no hole in which to enter. She already had one.

With a violent jolt she rammed the tip of her strap on into the side of Adriana, and it entered into the open wound which housed the black rock. She pressed harder and went further and further into that cut below the ribs, forcing the black rock entirely inside the girl. With one final jolt she forced herself entirely inside the girl and Adrianna’s eyes closed completely as the jagged poison rock sliced into her inner organs.

On seeing the stoic girl flopping around on their cocks with a lifeless face which no longer showed a sign of anything but fear and horror, each woman began to fuck her harder than before. The cocks could be seen under the skin, moving up and down like waves underneath the silky sea.

The women fucking her thighs and butt grunted furiously and blood sprayed each time their cocks made impact with the wounds, they pushed in so deep that they could feel the tips of their devices reach the other side of the spot on the leg which they were fucking. The only thing keeping them from punching a hole through the other side was a thin layer of skin.

Atavas gave a great groan and pushed with such force that she could feel something inside the limp girl tear and she laughed as she saw her cock poking up through the girls womb, the tip of it pushing out the skin on the girls lower stomach as if it was about to break out. And with one final thrust she gave a great scream and began writhing wildly.

As if they had been waiting for permission, every woman now gave an uncontrollable moan as they followed their master’s lead and ogasmed.

They all tried to grab a part of the girl as they had orgasms of such force that they felt they were falling off the earth. The woman at Adriana’s throat grabbed onto the girls arms and pulled them over her shoulder, snapping them both like twigs. The two women at the girl’s chest were shaking so violently in their orgasms that their cocks were slamming left and right, shattering ribs and crushing organs.

They all writhed violently, and so the limp body they were all connected to writhed in equal violence, blood and cum and juice and spit flying into the air from the little creature.

Each woman finally pulled out, after they had covered themselves, the bed, and Adriana in the exploding juices between their legs. They all tumbled off of the bed in exhaustion, all except Atavas. She stayed on the bed to watch, to watch the other juices which had exploded out of them, out of those new parts of them.

They all stared now and watched as smoke began to rise off of the girl and from the wounds they had given her. Cum-like liquid covered her entire body like a gooey film, and it started to drip, alongside blood, out of the holes they had put into her.

Atavas gave a laugh of delight and pressed her knee into Adriana’s stomach. Now more cum began to poor quickly from all the wounds that had been left in the girl. White glue-like liquid also pouring from in-between her legs and from her nose and mouth and ears. Every part of her on fire with that unholy substance.

The women laughed like fiends as they watched the goo pour out endlessly from the girl and they began to make mocking sounds of “ooh,” and “aww,” when Adriana began to struggle again after appearing so lifeless.

She was moving slightly left and right on the bed, but she could hardly move because of what had been done to her. The true picture of her pain was on her face. Her pupils were so small that they were almost non-existent, every muscle in her face was shaking so wildly that it seemed she was having a seizure, and her mouth…her beautiful little mouth was mouthing something silently. She was begging, the ancient was begging for mercy. The little princess who had hope for everything and everyone, had lost hope for herself. She had been broken.

“What’s that?” Atavas said, leaning close, “Oh sweetie…I can’t hear a word you’re saying. So sorry.”

The women gave another laugh.

And then the smoke from Adriana’s cum covered body rose to its highest point, lifting off of her like a steam, making her whole body feel like it was engulfed in fire.

“Look at that.” Atavas said in wonder, “Imagine what it feels like inside of her. We left quite a load in that little slut…imagine feeling like your insides were being burnt to a hollow.”

Adriana rocked back and forth uncontrollably, her broken bones making that movement as equally painful as the invisible fire. She was in such pain that she began to pass out, and the women all bellowed with pleasure and mockery as they heard a new dripping between her legs.

“She’s pissed herself!” Karish exclaimed jeeringly, “the cowardly little bitch pissed herfself!”

The girl’s eyes went as wide and as white as a ghost’s, her little broken arms shivered, her whole body convulsed violently, and then she, was still.

“That’s it then?” Kardish asked. “We’ll need to make our way to Titan before they see what we did. And especially before the other ancients return. The rulers of Titan will give us safe harbor. They may talk of truce, but we know they will love nothing more than to have the enemy ancients humiliated in the death of one of their own. They’ll reward us kindly.”

“That’s it?” repeated Atavas, “not in the least. She’s still alive.”

The women all stood breathless.

“Look.” Atavas instructed, pointing to the girls stomach. And they all looked at the girl, she was unconscious, but her little stomach was still fighting for breath, rising and falling so slowly that it might not have been moving at all. “Ancients don’t die that easy. Lucky for us. Because we still need to bring this bitch before the people.”

“The people? Leader, they’d kill us, the kings guard would be on us the second we left this room.”

“Not quite.” Atavas assured them. “The one thing the people love more than their little princess is themselves. The princess is a traitor, she tried to sell the people to Titan.”

“You’ll never convince–” Kardish started.

“I already have. That document I had Vehem place the princesses seal on, it was a contract with Titan for one hundred thousand Eshem citizens to be sold into Titan slavery as payment towards a truce. And I have ordered copies of it to be spread throughout the city, to be hund on every wall of every home.”

Atavas walked slowly towards the bed, sat down, and began petting Adriana’s raven head.

“She is not going to die by our hands,” Atavas whispered, and she bent low and kissed the girl on the lips, her hand caressing Adriana’s chest, her fingers sinking into half an inch of blood and cum which covered the girl’s skin. “No—no. You’re going to be tortured and killed by the very people whom you loved so much my sweet…the very people who loved you. We’ll see just how much they do…”

All the women looked on silently, staring at her broken little body, now covered and made slick in pussy juice, spit, blood, cum, and her own urine. They had destroyed her, made her beg before it was over, and she looked as beautiful as ever under the lights of the room. More beautiful, because for the first time she was not something sacred or pure, not some ruler, she was nothing. She was just a wet piece of trash that belonged to them. And they were not done with her.

(To be cont…)

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The down side to swinging I guess.

Game over.

Chris paced the carpet. Driven by the temptation to go back a watch his wife and her lover, but he didn’t, knowing that he was most definitely excluded from the action of their bedroom, hearing the squeals of delight, the sighs and sounds of sex coming from the room only a few feet and a couple of doors away from him was pure torment.

The television played to its self, unobserved and disregarded as his minds eye played out the visions of what he knew was going on in there. Jacqui’s body writhing in its supple way, sweat glistening on her skin as her lover bringing forth another wracking climax from the tongue teasing her swollen clit would be receiving.

He pictured the scene that was undoubtedly happening next door; Jacqui’s knees spread wide in that athletic pose she could manage, her hands, claw like, gripping the sheet either side of her body scrunching the material into crease ridden pyramids. Nicola’s blonde head would be buried, nose deep in Jacqui’s shaven mound; come, dripping from Nicola’s chin from a climatic gush issued as a wave of pleasure passed.

He knew very well what was happening, wanted badly, desperately almost, to be part of it, but respected their desire for privacy. It just was no easy thing, listening to the woman you love and had so much intimacy with, having such a good time and not be involved, even in some small way. He could not know the outcome of this liaison or what it would mean to him.

They had been married the better part of fifteen years, certainly all of their young adult lives. During which time, they had passed through the stage of tearing off each others clothes in a lust crazed frenzy at every opportunity they got, suffering an animalistic need to have flesh in side and against flesh. Their lovemaking was fuelled by the instinctive desire to procreate, but also a need to cement their relationship; it was a wild thing of raw energy and emotion, of trial and error, of successful culmination, of ecstatic climax. Often, they frantically fucked and rutted until exhaustion overtook them or their bodies refused to respond until rested and recharged.

After three years, it was discovered that Jacqui was unable to conceive in any normal way that if they wanted children, it would only be through IVF treatment, but with even this, the chances of a full term pregnancy were not looking too good. As with most setbacks, some good comes out of it; they decided to pursue their careers and enjoy the fruits of their labours.

Their sex lives and feelings underwent a subtle change once the news of Jacqui’s problem was realised. The frenzied, wild assaults lessened to a more comfortable and fulfilling sharing of tenderness and love. Their early years together were certainly based on lust and the sub-conscious selection of genetic matching as Jacqui found a suitable mate with the attributes she unwittingly sought; love was no more than a far off fantasy, but became something they grew into as time went by.

There disposable income grew exponentially as they climbed the ladders of their respective careers. Chris was heading up a design department in a medium sized advertising company while Jacqui was well on the way to becoming the Finance Director for a local business consortium. Their combined money meant that they could afford the luxuries denied most couples with small children. It also meant they had time for each other, rarely gifted to mother and father people.

With wealth comes a life style, starting often enough with a desirable residence. Chris had an eye for property and chose a reasonably large three bed roomed bungalow in the suburbs of London. Jacqui was given free rein to decorate and created a thing of beauty after many long, often-tedious head banging sessions with the builders.

They had their big cars, Chris liked the under stated lines of his 911 while she chose a Mercedes SLK 320. They ate wherever they liked and enjoyed some of the more exotic locations for holidays. Their clothing reflected their lifestyle, designer labels prominent as a badge of office.

Then they started society swinging. It began merely as an idle interest at first rather than a need to spice up a flagging marriage. Neither could remember which of them found the web site or made the application to join the private parties arranged at clubs in and around London, but it hardly mattered and in truth, they both loved the cam-community, often showing themselves on the mini-camera as they fucked and played for the viewing delight of so many strangers. They had light-heartedly talked about having someone join them as a sexual partner, Chris’s mental picture included only another female, but Jacqui’s had herself pinioned between Chris and another man, one at either end.

They intended to attend a private function, researched on the Internet, merely as spectators. For most people, this is usually the introductory thinking until the sexual charge of a swinging party overtakes the natural reserve and they become fully paid up members. They went to a couple of events, staying out of the limelight as interested observers then going home to fuck each other’s brains out. Both of them were quite satisfied with this until a huge black guy approached Jacqui on their third or fourth event. Chris watched as he made a move on his wife, observed her initial reluctance to accept the invitation to dance and then silently delight when she relented and the Guy’s hands explored Jacqui’s ass and breasts as they progressed in a circular fashion around the dance floor. The number finished, she kissed him full on his lips and left him breathless, with a slightly bewildered look on his face as she returned to Chris’s side.

She was quite flushed as she sipped her drink and he noted that her breathing rate was higher than normal. She enjoyed the attentions of this stranger’s hands, of how he had handled her, of how it made her feel. It awoke in her a desire, a sleeping dragon, and some wanton lust to be little more than a whore on the make.

That night at home, she was like a wild animal in bed, demanding that Chris fuck her hard and deep. She sucked him as if her life depended on it and then, when he had emptied his sacs into her; she aroused him again using her mouth and dextrous fingers, then screwed him until they fell into an exhausted slumber. It had been some time since they had fucked in such a way, her riding him as if insatiable; neither of them analysed it, just enjoyed the moment, but it was obvious that a chord in Jacqui had been struck.

It transpired that it was indeed as if a door had opened in Jacqui’s life; their next event at a private function found her eagerly encouraging the attentions of men who showed the slightest interest in her. She had dressed for the occasion in a figure hugging black number, low cut and high hemmed. Sluttishly, Jacqui sat on a bar stool and portrayed her willingness with legs slightly parted and no underwear, giving free access to view if the guy was interested enough to try.

They were joined by a couple, names were not required, just a mutual attraction. He was taller and much broader than Chris, bearded with large hands and hairy arms. She was reasonably attractive, quite short, obviously younger than her partner and quite nervous with twitchy jerky movements.

After several drinks and ice-breaking chat, they caught a cab back to Chris and Jacqui’s home. More drinks and a little weed relaxed the atmosphere until, in silent agreement, Jacqui took hold of the guys hand and led him out of the sitting room towards the main bedroom. Chris chatted with the young woman for a few minutes more before copying the lead of Jacqui and took whatever her name was by the hand and into the spare bedroom.

To his delight, her nerves were left in the sitting room or were shed with her clothes, because she was a very active and willing partner. It galled him a little having to wear a condom, but understood the necessity. He fucked her missionary and then from behind, she in turn was quite happy to try and swallow his cock and assisted in her orgasm by rubbing her clit while Chris slid into her body. He was pleasantly surprised when she stopped him just before he was about to come and asked him to fuck her in the ass. It wasn’t something that Jacqui particularly liked so wasn’t a regular feature of their sexual antics. Chris gently pushed into her anal passage, trying to be as careful as he possibly could. He had to semi crouch to gain the best position and set a fairly slow pace. The effect on her was electric, almost as soon as he had sunk into her, she whimpered and threw her head around in wild abandon, pushing herself back into him and making guttural demands that he increase the pace. Time became relative, he had no concept of how long they had been going at it, his release, when it came, might have taken five minutes or five hours for all he knew, just that when he did finally come, the tightness of her sphincter made it almost painful to shoot his load, he felt every bit travel the length of his cock, she was almost delirious, between them, they had made quite a mess of the bed. Her partner it turned out, point blank refused to fuck her in the ass, so she had used this opportunity to realise her own wants. Chris was cool with that.

Jacqui’s night had been just as rewarding. John, her partner for the night, had a huge cock in both length and girth. He filled her mouth until it became uncomfortable for her jaw, then he filled her cunt, stretching the walls of her uterus and sending delightful thrills of friction through her body. He fucked her from behind, over the edge of the bed and then lifted her easily in his powerful arms and fucked jammed up against the wall in a standing position until she gushed in a climactic release that sprayed the carpeted floor and his feet at the same time.

After a short while of calming in a languid embrace, Jacqui turned into him and got him hard again, licking his cock head and running her fingernails lightly over his shaft until it twitched back into life. Once he was good and hard, she straddled him, sinking his large cock to a comfortable depth, then, rocked her pelvis, wanking his organ with limber thrusts, gradually working deeper into her and encouraging blood to suffuse his dick. He managed to hold on for some time, but eventually, his seed spilled as his whole body arched, lifting her of the bed and driving him into her up to his root.

Their guests left with many a thank you, intimately knowing hugs. Although they had enjoyed the sexual partnering of the two, Chris and Jacqui were quite glad to see them go so they could have their house back to themselves. They collapsed happily into a sofa and shared a bottle of ice-cold Chardonnay to relate their individual experiences. The evening and its hedonism they decided had been a success. Both of them had enjoyed the change of partners, finding it something of a thrill to screw someone else with no guilt attached. Chris admitted that he hadn’t for one second, thought about Jacqui in the next bedroom or what she might have been up to. Chris had been on her mind for a short while until the events and sex overtook her. They concluded and agreed, that although the couple whose smell still pervaded the bedroom had been good, neither of them had too much by way of desire to see them again.

After a glass or two, Chris and Jacqui went to bed and made love slowly and intensely, more a reaffirmation of their bond than a need to mate, a kind of functional sex, if there is such a thing. They could still smell the others partner’s aroma on each other, both having not showered their essences off; It served as an aphrodisiac and a reminder of what had taken place earlier. Chris tasted the residue of coating lubricant of the condom her partner used as he slipped his tongue over her clit. She smelled of sex, of her own come and John’s natural body odour, a heady mix, Chris lashed her clit mercilessly until she came in a gush, swamping him in a golden shower and soaking the bed yet again.

A few months passed before they ventured out again. Work commitments kept them either in their respective offices or at home. Neither of them spoke about the events of their first excursion into swinging, preferring it to pass into history without a marker. It was something that happened is all, no big deal really.

But, after a while, they both experienced the urge to explore once again. Believing the club to be a safer bet, they talked about what each of them would like from their next escapade. Chris admitted that he had for a long time, harboured a fantasy of Jacqui getting shafted by a black guy, probably from the time he had watched her dance and then kiss the poor bewildered guy in the club all those months back. He wanted to watch her milk-white skin absorb the dark flesh of the largest black man they could find. To Jacqui, this sounded somewhat voyeuristic, but at the same time, erotic. A mental picture of her, horizontal, with a huge black cock reaming her insides out while Chris watched, sealed the deal. It was agreed that this time round, they would find something for her; Chris’s turn would be next.

They plotted for a few days like predatory cats, trying out scenarios, what kind of guy she wanted, where Chris would be during the session and so on until they had a reasonably clear idea of how far it was to go and what they expected. In a clinical sense, they were looking for a performer and nothing more, a real life, flesh and blood dildo, for Jacqui to come on while her husband got his rocks off watching.

Jacqui trawled through the shops looking for the sleaziest dress she could find. It was all very well, knowing what she wanted, but she would have to advertise what she was about and what exactly was on offer for him to enjoy. At last, she settled on a sheer black number, off the shoulder and completely see-through, only rather more than a body stocking. Jacqui completed the vision with a new bra and panty set comprising of a thong with high set thighs and a gusset only a few centimetres wide. The bra was little more than string, only just enough fabric to cover her nipples and little else.

Chris was to be the chauffer; they had even gone to the expense of hiring a limo and a suit complete with hat for the evening so that Jacqui would be able to treat her chosen partner to a real night out and a reward worth of the occasion.

The club was as dark as usual. She recognised a few of the regular, hopeful faces and nodded to one or two couples who were polishing the dance area with soft soled shoes as they rotated clockwise to a nameless tune piped in through speakers. Jacqui plotted up on a bar stool to survey the prospects of finding her quarry. She sipped slowly on a chilled dry martini and looked over the rim of the glass. The sweep of her vision proved to be disappointing, not one of the men fitted her criteria, but she reasoned, the night was still young, there was still a chance perhaps.

By the time her second martini was almost consumed, he walked in; a barrel-chested, huge black African, possible six feet two or three. His clothes and jewellery advertised access to funds and his easy entrance spoke of a confidence, self-awareness that immediately had her clit twitching in anticipation. She watched his progress across the dark floor towards the bar, how he easily brushed off the unwanted attentions of a couple of blonde girls who almost threw themselves at his feet. She decided to play it cool, although she wanted him, she correctly guessed that he would spurn her should she make the move on him. This guy was all about pleasing himself, making his own choices of partner and probably had his own agenda where sex was concerned.

He clicked his fingers, wordlessly and without ceremony, a drink materialised on the bar for him, the tender retreating so that he didn’t encroach on the guy’s space. Jacqui turned on her stool to observe him through the mirror. His reflection cast an appreciative eye over her with a raised eyebrow. She didn’t dare turn toward him, worried that if she did, he might switch off and turn his attention elsewhere. Then he caught her eye in the mirror; he grinned and raised his glass in salute. Jacqui couldn’t help herself; she smiled back, returning the compliment.

His voice, when he spoke, reminded her of the singer who did “Old man River,” she didn’t hear him so much as feel the vibrations as he introduced himself. Charles had a gentle air about him, but at the same time, he exuded a powerful strength that his tailored suit did little to hide. With out doubt, he was exactly what she had in mind, they agreed to leave the club and go back to her place in the limo.

Chris watched through the rear-view mirror as his shovel sized hands explored Jacqui’s body. Her breasts were not overly large or small come to that, but in his hands, they disappeared entirely. Tongue met tongue as she unzipped his trousers. Her questing fingers found his thick shaft and coaxed it into the night. She sucked him into her mouth, her hair falling forwards, effectively cutting off Chris’s view, but he could see enough. Charles’s eyes were closed as Jacqui stroked his shaft with her lips and tongue. Hmm that’s it baby rumbled from his chest, that is so good. Jacqui didn’t reply, just sucked more of him into her willing mouth.

Eventually, Chris swung the car into their drive way and killed the lights and the engine. As any good chauffer, he opened the door for Jacqui who had to disengage herself from Charles’s cock. They had progressed from her sucking on him to her sitting on his lap with his shaft buried deep into her while his huge hands explored her body. She passed Chris a grin that carried the message; I am having the time of my life here. Chris doffed his cap and quietly closed the limo door.

Charles unfolded himself on the opposite side of the car. When he stood the roof only just about came up to his waist, standing there, looking at the house and dwarfing the limo’s height gave a perspective of just how big he really was. Jacqui fished in her purse and found the keys, she opened the door and Charles followed, leaving Chris alone in the dark driveway to tend to the car. He parked it a few streets away, locked and left it so that he could let himself in the back door of their house quietly to watch Jacqui get the fuck of her life from the vantage point of the spare bedroom.

By the time he got back, they were already in the bedroom with clothes carefully laid over a chair back. Chris was able to see them clearly through a mirror angled for just that purpose. Jacqui was devouring Charles’s cock again; opening her mouth as wide as her jaw would allow, engulfing his monstrous cock head. His giant hand cupped the back of her head, looking as if he could easily crush it with out any effort. His deep basso voice encouraging her with words of “oh baby, suck it good.”

Chris couldn’t help the comparison of her milk-white skin against his ebony black colour. Her blonde hair fanned out over his stomach stood out in stark contrast. Jacqui gagged, she had taken a bit too much too quickly. With consummate ease, Charles lifted her head away from what really did look like a black snake of a cock, laid her on her back and returned the favour. He ate her cunt and very shortly, got the reward of her first orgasm, her liquid splashing against him to shine on his skin.

They changed positions so that Charles was on his back, head supported with two pillows that seemed miniscule under his tightly curled hair, Jacqui grasped his cock, sat astride him and eased his length into her body. It was her favourite position, her technique of pelvic rocking was a very special fuck for Chris, and he knew that Charles would be feeling the same. The black cock slowly slid into her depths and gradually disappeared as she rocked her self, pinioning her body on the fulcrum of his huge dick.

The pace started slowly, even hesitantly at first as if she was trying him out for size and fit, then, as her cunt accommodated his length and girth, the tempo picked up into a steady rhythm. Those huge black hands grasped her ass, engulfing her cheeks and accentuating the disparity in size between them. He was lifting her easily, easing himself almost out of her and then allowing gravity to drive her back down on him.

Charles lifted her and held Jacqui just on the end of his cock, teasingly, tantalisingly just holding her aloft, waiting for the optimum moment before pulling her down to bury himself into her body. He waited until she mewled her need for him to fill her again and then, mercilessly he slowly lowered her down, pushing his cock into her willing hole. The action was purposely slow, from Chris’s vantage point it looked as if she would never be able to accommodate him. Inch by inch he lowered her and in the same small increments, his cock disappeared into her cunt until his whole length to his root was inside of her, far deeper than he had been before. Jacqui gasped and rocked her hips in an abandon, her head thrown back, her hair cascading down her back.

Charles began to fuck her then, slowly increasing his pace, bodily lifting Jacqui’s weight, her knees leaving the bed as his hips arched underneath her. She was rapidly approaching her climax, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her hands gripping her breasts, squeezing them in talon like claws.

Then she came, her liquid flowing freely down his cock to puddle on the bed between his legs. Too late, Chris realised the Charles wasn’t wearing a rubber, in fact he only really became aware of it when it was obvious from Charles’s groans and rapid thrusts that his own orgasm was impending. Then, with a deep growl that reverberated through the room, Charles filled Jacqui’s womb with his seed only for it to leak out of Jacqui, around his cock as his thrusts diminished in their conviction.

“Was that okay?” Jacqui thought he was asking her, but then realised his question was directed to Chris. He smiled a knowing smile and got up in a fluid movement that belied his size.

Charles left soon after, preferring to get a cab than take up the offer of a lift. His parting kiss had Jacqui quivering again, her body responding in an animalistic want to be stuffed full of his black meat, to feel fulfilled as a woman and used for his lust. His gentle strength had created something magical for her. She knew he could have crushed her as easily as a melon if he had chosen to do so, but despite the obvious immense strength, he had been so careful not to hurt her.

While she watched the tail lights of the cab diminish into the darkness, she felt his come dribble from her and run down the inside of her thigh. Jacqui knew that if she met him again, she would allow herself to let go completely, give him free access to whatever he wanted. It wasn’t an emotion she was experiencing, but a lust and hunger to be taken to a place she knew existed but had yet to attain. Tonight had been close, very close, it just needed that last step, to trip over the threshold into a mindless, uncontrolled state of complete satiation and overwhelming exhilaration.

Chris’s arousal was all too evident when she returned to their living room. She guessed correctly that he had been stroking himself, remembering what he had voyeuristically observed, picturing it in his mind’s eye and replaying the scene. His cock pointed at the ceiling, rigid and suffused. She decided that, really, she was too tired to be of much use to Chris in this case; she realised in that moment of clarity, they no longer shared that bond of love, that these excursions into liaisons with others were really a stopgap to cover the inadequacies of their marriage. She loved Chris and supposed he loved her too, but it had matured into something comfortable, easy and non-challenging. She wanted more. She desperately wanted, no, needed to be used to a point where her brain shut down all but automotive responses. She wanted it to be something that happened more than once.

Out of sympathy, she knelt between Chris’s parted knees, took him into her mouth and sucked him until his seed flooded over her tongue. She swallowed, making a show for him of swallowing and smiling as she did it and then sticking out her tongue to show him his come had completely gone. It was enough. She went to bed and slept like the dead.

The next few weeks were hard. That moment of clarity had opened a Pandora’s Box in Jacqui’s thinking. She wanted out. Out of her marriage, yes she loved Chris in a deep-seated way, but had lost the desire for him. She craved a freedom that her marriage prevented. It was possible that from time to time, if they continued in the life style they had begun by inviting strangers, or even a regular person into their bed, she might achieve that perfection of orgasm, a climax so shattering, it would leave her bereft of consciousness. It was possible perhaps; to reach that state, but unlikely, she thought, because who ever their temporary partner was, they would always be an almost complete stranger, with no emotional ties to her, only a physical thread, tenuous at best.

Did she blame their adopted sex life? After all, it is not uncommon for couples to enter into these clubs with the intention of enhancing their love lives, only to fall apart when jealousy or inadequacies came to the fore and split them as if a wedge had been driven between them; usually on the male’s side oddly enough. No, Jacqui viewed the inclusion of other like-minded people as nothing more than a conduit to an awakening; she had glimpsed a plateau, previously lost in the cloud line and now, she was leaving behind her old skin, sloughed off as a lizard might.

But, how to tell Chris that she neither wanted nor desired him any longer and in truth, what could she tell him that didn’t sound too dramatised in the telling? How to tell him he was no longer really needed, it was game over, end of the line without completely devastating him? Would he accept that and move on? She doubted it and dreaded the fall out.

Jacqui also thought about her immediate future; where would she go? What would she do and, could she live a life alone, taking partners as they arrived in the quest to reach that sexual goal? She had never been more than a day or two alone, she wasn’t sure that she would like her own company. The enormity of what she had realised was necessary for her was overwhelming and all consuming.

In the turmoil that was the condition of her mind, she accepted his proposal to visit the club once again. He had not noticed her preoccupation, had not either cared enough or wanted to see that she was not happy. Perhaps on some fundamental level, he had taken in her quietness, but if he did, he failed totally to make any mention of it. If her resolve needed strengthening, that small, selfish and typically male act finalised her decision.

Jacqui only made a half-hearted attempt at dressing for allure. Throwing her make-up on while thinking that she really didn’t want to do this, but not having a good enough reason not to. They drove in silence, a silence that had been growing of late, neither knowing how to break it. Disinterestedly, she surveyed the room when they arrived at the club, noticing for the first time that it really was quite dingy and that the whole scene carried with it an inherent seediness more associated with smoking dens of Victorian times. She almost bolted, but stayed out of a misplaced loyalty to the man she was planning on leaving sometime soon.

She ordered a white-wine spritzer and took another look around. They were early as usual, Chris believed that the better members would be early; he was wrong, but wasn’t that something else about him? He was rarely right, but could never admit it.

The evening passed and was looking to be a fruitless excursion. Her expression could have been off putting she thought, not really caring. Until that is, Nicola’s face peered into the downcast eyes of Jacqui. Green eyes with a darker ring around her iris, studied Jacqui’s downcast face, a smile played in the corners of her painted lips. She said something like; why so glum or similar, but it hardly registered. In that instant of eye contact, a mutual signal passed between them; Jacqui wanted this woman, desperately, in the nano-second of thought process, she recognised a kindred spirit, someone she wanted more than she had ever wanted anyone before, someone who could take her to that place she so longed for.

The pact, for that is what it wordlessly and rapidly was becoming, was sealed as their lips touched and tongues met in tentative exploration. Jacqui’s heart raced and thumped in her chest as if trying to escape the confinement of her rib cage. She flushed and could feel the redness creep up her neck, till her cheeks burned, in a sexually charged reaction to this woman who she did not know in any sense except, that they had a mutual understanding, they would be lovers at some point in the very near future; that was a given.

Chris returned to the table carrying a recharged scotch and soda in one hand and fresh spritzer in the other. His hello went almost unanswered; the two women were so engrossed, drinking in each other’s eyes to the exclusion of all outside stimulation, including him.

Jacqui came too from the thrall first and began to introduce Nicola, then realised that neither of them had said one word, let alone exchange names. “This is er…”

“Nicola,” She supplied, glancing at Chris, but returning her gaze as quickly as possible to Jacqui.

It didn’t need any large intellect to realise that these two were into each other. Chris recognised the signs of arousal in Jacqui, her flushed cheeks and twitchy tic in the corner of her mouth told him all her needed to know. Immediately, he conjured up a picture of the three of them rumpling up the sheets in their bed; a vision and fantasy that many men find irresistible.

He placed the drinks down on the table and asked Nicola if she would like to come back to their place for a nightcap; a euphemism for sex in the club.

The drinks stayed untouched on the table, the ice barely melted by the time the three of them were at Chris and Jacqui’s house and falling onto the bed in a tangled mass of arms and legs. For his part, Chris managed to get sucked by both of them then managed to bury his dick into Nicola while she ate Jacqui’s cunt. He came splashing his seed over their bodies and was quite satisfied with his performance. They however, had barely begun and his presence was no longer required, so he watched, thinking idly about fetching out the camcorder.

Without the intervention of a man in the group, the atmosphere changed subtly between Jacqui and Nicola. The frenetic pace of fucking ceased, to be replaced by a tenderness of light touches, caresses and kisses that grew deeper and more meaningful as time passed.

They lay on top of the bed facing one another; legs entwined with Jacqui’s over Nicola’s. Their arms locked together in an embrace that allowed them to explore each other’s body, hands running lightly over skin, producing little shivers of delight.

Their mouths came together, lip-to-lip in a kiss that was almost chaste at first, but soon became a deeper exploration of tongues and exchange of breath and saliva. Nicola found one of Jacqui’s nipples and, with fingertips, teased the sensitive nub to a suffused hardness. She broke their kiss and suckled on the hardening bud, drawing it into her mouth and flicking her tongue over the very tip. Jacqui’s back arched, pushing her breast forward and quivered her delight at this wonderful sensation, gasping and then clutching Nicola’s head to push it hard against her yielding mound.

Oh God; she breathed through clenched teeth as her body shivered in delight. She released Nicola’s head and threaded her arm between their bodies to find Nicola’s teat to return the favour. This embrace, this shared pleasure was increasing in intensity, as their responses became tuned to each other; the tension between them grew, almost palpable, leading to a forgone conclusion.

Jacqui pushed Nicola onto her back. Her mouth found one and then the other nipple giving back the delirious pleasure she had been receiving. Nicola’s body responded, her dark nipples hardened, the skin of her aureole puckered as if in cold goose bumps. She could only lay there while being subjected to the pleasures of Jacqui’s tongue, mouth and fingers.

It was those very fingers that strayed over her stomach, making a direct line for her neatly trimmed bush, then between her legs, parting lips to find her clit. The first touch was like a huge current had been passed through her body, she arched her back off the bed and drew a sharp intake of breath as her clit was found and touched. Those fingers lightly rubbed as only another woman’s touch can. She came, emitting her white juice that slicked fingers and ran down over her puckered anus to soak into the white linen of the bedclothes.

They reversed positions, Nicola giving the same to Jacqui with a slightly different result, Jacqui squirted her release as she often did when aroused enough. Nicola drank from her partner, relishing the taste and then flicking her tongue over Jacqui’s exposed shaven mound and clit, only to produce her second orgasm in as many minutes.

They fucked; taking turns to ride each other, kiss, lick, touch or finger fuck. Chris was quite forgotten, his leaving the room went unnoticed, they were so lost in each others bodies and delighted in what they could do.

Jacqui’s mini vibrator was an instant hit. It wasn’t much bigger than a bullet, but had a powerful vibration which, when applied lightly to a clit was just like being touched with the bare ends of an electrical cord. They finished what had taken more than two hours in a frenzy of simultaneously sucking on each other’s clits while finger fucking at the same time. Their essences had destroyed the bedclothes, but were totally ignored as sated; they lay in each other’s arms to sleep.

Jacqui now knew what she needed to say to Chris, she had the reason, and one he could accept. She had the motive now because she had every intention of keeping Nicola beside her. She had the conviction, having found Nicola; she had reached the plateau she had longed for of being completely sexually satisfied. She didn’t know how long it would last; it didn’t matter. She didn’t regard herself a lesbian as such, just someone totally in love with another human being. She didn’t know whether Nicola felt the same way, but suspected she might if the way her body had responded to her touch was any indication.

Chris knew with a certainty. Before she uttered a word the next morning as she made two cups of coffee for her and Nicola, he knew. “That’s it isn’t it?” He asked her, not wanting to hear the answer. Her silence and avoidance of his eyes confirmed his worst feeling. There wasn’t any point in arguing; no point in protesting or begging; it was game over, just like that, with finality, similar to death.

“I’ll need a few days,” he said and then left the kitchen to her and Nicola who had just come in yawning and stretching, looking like she had slept in a wind tunnel. They kissed; a brief touch of lips, familiar and something they would do every morning from then on.

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A DAY OUT WITH NEETA

MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY
PART – 29
A DAY OUT WITH NEETA

My husband was out for two days on an urgent official work. He left in the morning and I was feeling loneliness at my home. Suddenly, I remembered Neeta, my one time lesbian partner to have some fun sex with her. I called her on her mobile. She told me that she is going to see a movie and she asked me to join her to have some fun at cinema hall. She told me that she would meet me in the parking of cinema complex.

I have dressed up as suggested by Neeta, a loose top with front buttons without bra inside and a skirt with front buttons without panty inside. I was very happy to feel that I will have some fun with Neeta.

After I parked the car, I saw Neeta coming towards me. It was end January, so I don’t have to tell you that it was cold outside. And with my dress of Neeta’s choice on, it was very cold. I could see the goose bumps on my arms and my nipples were very hard from the cold. Any one could clearly see the imprints of my nipples in the fabric of the dress.

I knew, I hitch up and I could be exposing my pussy to the public. And that the last button stopped mid-thigh didn’t help at all. So I needed to make sure When I got out of the car, I made sure that I didn’t flash anyone around us. I knew that I had to be careful with this dress. Sure, it went down to just above my knees, but if I would open my legs or slide over the seat, it would that I kept my legs closed.

I had also a problem with my dress top. I had to make sure that I didn’t bend forward too much, because else I would be exposing my breasts. The dress had no back strap, so it could fall open at the sides and show more then I would like others to see.

It’s really a mixed feeling I have when dressed this way. Sure I like to be looked at, but for me it was always easier when I was just completely naked or completely clothed. The idea of flashing someone is always a little exciting for me.

I got out of the car and have hugged tight Neeta. It gave me some warm feeling in cold weather. We started to walk towards stairs and entry of cinema complex.

We tried to tiptoe up the stairs as fast as we could. Looking back at Neeta, I could see some people around us were looking very happy when they saw us going up the stairs.

When we were finally inside, it was a little better, still cold, but the air was much warmer.

I started looking around me again and I could see all kind of reactions. Some just tried to ignore us; others were whispering and looking at me. And then there were the few who looked at me as if we were their prey. Especially those guys and girls that were taking me in from head to toe.

And then we could finally stop tiptoeing around the place, we decided to go straight to the seats; because Neeta wanted to make sure we had good seats because our tickets were not having seat numbers, may be because of a limited numbers of viewers. At those seats we had a good view over the whole theatre and the screen wouldn’t be to close. I personally always try to sit as far away from the screen as I can. I find it much easier and less straining for the eyes to follow a movie this way. You see the whole screen and you don’t have to move your eyes to much.

To make sure I wouldn’t flash anyone, I crossed my legs. Sure, I showed them a little leg this way, but it was always better than to show then something more private of me. Neeta’s dress was long enough, so she hadn’t to bother with all of this.

Before the movie started, we were talking among each other. I saw that the other people didn’t give us any funny looks. I think that there had to be around 30 people in the theatre. All were sitting in front of us and they were a few rows away. So even when they would look behind them in our direction, they could only see my head and shoulders maybe.

The 2 people sitting in the row behind us, was a couple. They were about 7 or 8 seats to the right from us. Both were in their mid twenties and they seemed madly in love. Well, they couldn’t keep their eyes from each other and for the short time I had been looking at them, I had seen them kissing a few times already.

Then the lights went off and after the necessary advertisements and trailers, the movie started.

We were engulfed in darkness now. We all followed the movie in the beginning. And because nobody could see me in the dark, I could finally relax my legs. I uncrossed them and stretched them out in front of me. I placed a foot at both sides of the seat in front of me. Maybe not completely ladies like, but I didn’t mind, it was more than dark enough to know that nobody could look up and under my dress.

We were only a few minutes into the movie, when I noticed that Neeta was shifting to the side of her seat and closer to me. She had placed her left hand on the support between our seats.

Then she leaned over to me and whispered, “Julee, I’m going to test your limits during the movie. If you want it to stop, just push me away!” “OK.” I said to her.
Although, it is natural doing such things in the relation in which I and Neeta are. But frankly speaking, I did not plan anything to do such things in theater with Neeta. I decided to give free hand to Neeta. The role was very clear in my mind. Neeta was in giving end and I was in receiving end.

We kept on following the story of the movie, but I didn’t know what Neeta was planning for me, but I thought that I would be safe in the dark. Sure there was some light being reflected back from the screen, but we were sitting right under the projector, so the light coming from it would normally hide me for everyone sitting in front of us. Maybe the couple behind us could see us, but I hoped they were otherwise engaged by now. I checked them two out for a second and saw they had only eyes for each other. So whatever Neeta would do to me, it probably wouldn’t be noticed by anyone, but I felt excited. However you think about it, it still was a very public place we were in.

Suddenly I felt Neeta’s right hand on my shoulder, she had moved in her seat and was now facing me. Her hand went slowly over my naked skin above the dress. And then moved down to the middle of the top of my dress and slowly went further down. When she reached the first button, she undid it, and still going further down she also undid second button of my top.

She then started to pull the right side of my top away and was slowly exposing my right breast. While she was doing this, I could feel the nails of her fingers going over my naked skin and then she reached my right nipple. She started to play with it. I must say, she knew how to entice a girl. My nipples were getting very hard again and I could feel that my whole body was reacting on her touches. Then she just pulled her hand away and went sitting back normally in her seat. The fabric of the dress sprung back over my nipple and most of my breast.

I looked down for a moment, and I could see that I had a nice cleavage now. The third button was just under my breasts and I had an open V at the front of my dress.

I could also feel that I was breathing a little faster than normally. She had only touched me very softly and played a little with my nipple, but I was already feeling very aroused. Maybe it was because I was so close to other people who could catch me, but I’m sure it was also because I had totally no idea about what Neeta would do to me next.

For a while, she didn’t do anything else. She only had her left arm on the support between our seats and she very rarely touched me very softly with her pinkie against my right leg. Just those light touches kept me aroused. “What is this girl doing to me?” I thought.

We were almost in mid film when I saw her left hand move again. Her hand came over to me and she touched my right leg and went further to the middle of my dress. She opened the split a little, so she could get her fingers under the fabric of the dress. And then I could feel them directly on my skin. She started to move her fingers slowly up my leg until she reached the first button and undid it. Still with her fingers between the fabrics, she moved further up and went for the second button. Always making sure she was making skin contact with my leg. When she reached the second button, she also opened this one. She then went down a little with her hand, but decided to go on with what she was doing and went up my leg again.

By this time, I was already very excited. I didn’t know if that couple behind us could see what was happening or if they even were looking. But it made me very horny. When she reached my third button, she was almost at my hairless pussy. She also opened this button and then started to move up further. I could feel a tingle between my legs now and I was sure my clit must be out of hiding by now. And not only this, I was also sure I was getting wet. And then she reached my pussy with her fingers.

She touched my pussy lips, moved along my slit for a moment and then she moved back down. When she reached my third button again, she closed it. Then she gave my leg a little pat and she pulled her hand away and back to the support between our seats.

To tell you the truth, I had been afraid she would start to masturbate me there and then. And if she would have done that, I was also sure it wouldn’t have taking long to get me off. I was so aroused that my nipples felt uncomfortable. And I just needed to rub them for a second to relieve them.

And thanks to a little luck, my fingers had just released my nipples when the screen went black and the lights in the theater went back on. A few seconds earlier and I would have been holding my nipples between my fingers for everyone to see. It was interval.

We wanted to have something to drink, so we decided to go out up to the refreshment counter.

I stood up and wanted to close my buttons, but Neeta stopped me and she said, “They are fine the way they are Julee!”
I looked down at me, smiled and said, “Well, if you want it this way, let’s hope my mountains don’t come out.”

We had gotten up from our seat now and we both walked to the counter. When we were walking, I could see myself in a mirror on a wall and I could see I was still covered enough to not expose me. My legs could be seen when I walked, but my precious pussy was still hidden from view. And on top I had just a nice cleavage, but that was all.

At the counter we asked for coke for both of us. The people around us were still looking at us, particularly at me. The guy behind the counter tried to look down my dress, but I think he didn’t see anything.

After we had paid for our drinks, we walked back to our seats. When I had walked up the stairs, I had seen that a few guys had given me a look and even the couple in the back had been looking at us both when we walked up to them.

I saw Neeta giving me a smile. But I was sure that during the second part of the movie, she will try to get me over my limits and knowing myself, I would probably let her do it too!

When the movie started again, I anticipated a move from Neeta. Every time I saw her left hand move, I felt my arousal swell and then again simmer down when nothing happened.

After a good time, I was thinking that I must have misread her body language and I started to relax again. And not much later I was following the movie again. I was now so into the story, that I had forgotten Neeta completely.

And that was of course the moment that she made her move. I suddenly felt her hand on my stomach. She was slowly going up to the button on my navel. She opened the button and then pulled the top open so her fingers could slip in between the two flaps and onto my skin. With her middle finger she was circling around my navel, giving me a little tickle but not enough to make me laugh and to lose control of my body. Then she slowly moved up my tummy and when she reached the next button she undid this one also.

She moved her hand down again. All the time just barely touching my skin. All her gentle touches were giving me a very nice feeling and I could feel that not only my nipples were responding, but my pussy was getting juicy from my own secretions, a sign that it was getting very dangerous for me. Like a dangerous bomb, I could go off if she touched the wrong place on my body (or the right place, it’s just how you look at it of course).

Then her fingers reached the next closed button of top under my navel. She undid this one also and she started pulling on my dress again. She kept on stroking my skin and only very slowly went further down until she reached my mound and also the next button. At this point, I had only 3 buttons that weren’t undone by her. The one just under my breasts and the two buttons of my skirt just above my pussy.

Before she undid the button on my mound she was stroking me there for a while. Those gentle touches were so arousing that she was driving me mad. And then she undid the button and started going down very slowly. I was starting to breathe a little faster now, the anticipation of her fingers touching my pussy lips or maybe even my clit was getting me very excited and horny. She went very slowly over the last part of my mound and came closer and closer to my clit and then… she touched it very softly. I let out a little gasp. Now she was even moving slower and over my clit this time. Her soft rubbing made me starting to moan a little. Luckily she didn’t stay with my clit but went further down and over my pussy lips. She was moving over my slit and opened up my pussy a little. But before she reached for my last button of my dress, she moved back up with her fingers.

She again had reached my clit, and I could feel her stroking it with her thumb and then she took my naughty clit between her thumb and index finger and gave it a little pinch. I let out a sigh and I could feel something like an electric surge going through my body and I even trembled a little from the pleasure she was giving me. She was moving back down while tickling the lips of my pussy and then she undid my last button above my pussy and with one pull she opened up my dress. She left my body alone now and laid her left hand back on the support of the seat.

My breathing was a little out of control. I could feel a glow coming from the pit of my stomach. She almost had made me cum, but she had pulled her playful fingers away just in time.

I just sat there for a few minutes to cool down and I didn’t move an inch. Then I looked down on my body, and I could see it rather clearly in the light coming from the view screen. I saw that my legs, pussy, tummy and my boobs were completely exposed.

I couldn’t help it, but I had to know if those two people behind me were still looking at the screen or that they were checking me out. So for a second, I looked over my right shoulder, but I saw that they were still watching the movie while sitting shoulder to shoulder next to each other. Strangely enough, it seemed that they hadn’t noticed what was going on between me and Neeta. I must confess, I had mixed feelings about this. For a part I didn’t want them to catch me like this, but I also thought about how hot it would be if they saw what Neeta was doing to me.

Her hand was going for the last button of my top. It wouldn’t be long now or I would be totally exposed. And sure, she slowly undid the last button and then my dress just fell open. My breasts were now also exposed to the air and it felt just great.

She again pulled her hand away and let it rest on the support between our seats. And I couldn’t help it, but I had to look down again. I saw my breasts, with my fully erect nipples, moving up and down while I was breathing. It took all me resistance to not start rubbing my itching pussy by now. Neeta had made me so horny with all her gentle touches, I knew I would climax if she touched me now on my love button.

From this point on, it was impossible for me to follow the movie. I had become so aroused, that my mind could only concentrate on the pleasure I was feeling. Neeta was facing me again. She placed her right hand on my shoulder and made my body slide down slowly on my seat. And I just let her do it. She pushed me further down until my knees touched the seat in front of me.

I was now lying with my back on the seat. My shoulders and the back of my head pushed into the back of my seat. My legs were spread apart and I could feel that my buttocks were hanging over my seat and were totally exposed. Neeta decided my right breast needed a little more gentle care from her hand. She started with squeezing my breast in her right hand and she slowly moved closer to my nipple and before she pulled on it, she gave it a quick pinch first. I couldn’t help it, but I moaned again, but only very softly. I was afraid I would attract attention from the people sitting in front of me. Not that they could see anything I think, but better safe than sorry.

While Neeta was doing this, she had placed her hand on my tummy and was moving it up to my left breast. She also gave my breast a squeeze and then started to play with my nipple.

I was feeling so horny now, and I couldn’t help it, but I was wondering if those people behind us were watching the movie or my body that was being played with by other girl. And because I couldn’t check if they were watching me, it made it only more exciting to me.

I could feel that my right nipple wasn’t stimulated anymore, but that the hand, which had been playing with it, was now moving down and over my body. And I just knew where it was going; it was going to my pussy that was open for her business. At this point, I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the feelings. I loved the stimulation that was going on, but I was a little afraid that I would start to moan to loud or even when they would make me cum, that I couldn’t suppress the urge to scream it out from pleasure. I’m not known as a very quiet girl when I have my orgasms.

When Neeta reached my pussy. She started to play with my pussy lips. And I could feel that my pussy was already standing open a little. But I also noticed that she kept away from my clit. She just played with my pussy lips and with her thumb and index finger between my lips, she started to open it wider and then let it go to let it close again. She repeated this for a while and I couldn’t help it, but I started to breath faster again and only thanks to the movie noise, other people couldn’t hear me. But I could feel a little of my juices running down and between my butt cheeks. Every time she opened my pussy it leaked a little more of my juices. But because she wasn’t touching my clit or my pussy too hard, I was kept away from my orgasm.

And then I let out a gasp from pleasure. I could feel Neeta was pushing two of her fingers between my pussy lips and then she penetrated in to my pussy. The fingers went straight in my pussy hole. Her fingers were sliding in and out very easily. And with every move out she pulled a little of my juices out. I was lucky that my buttocks were hanging over the seat, because else I would be dripping all over my dress. But I also knew that it wouldn’t take much more to let me cum, I could feel the muscles of my tummy already contracting and my vagina was trying to trap the fingers of Neeta inside of me. She kept on fucking me with her fingers and with every stroke she went a little deeper. At this point I just started moaning little louder. If the noise of the movie would suddenly stop, everybody would hear me I think.

And then she suddenly pulled out her two fingers out of my pussy, went up on my slit and then she touched my clit for a little moment. When she touched it, my body started to shake, but because there was suddenly no extra stimulation anymore, I didn’t have my climax. I could feel I was almost there, but it was just out of my grasp.

She had stopped playing with me. I was just lying there, wide open and totally exposed, but she did not give me the pleasure of reaching my orgasm. I felt a little frustrated but I didn’t dare to make myself cum.

I wanted to have a quick look of myself, and when I opened my eyes, I saw Neeta and her fingers were coming to my mouth. When they touched my lips, I opened my mouth and started to lick them. I could taste my own juices on her fingers. And I thought I tasted very sweet.

She pulled them out of my mouth and she came a little closer to me with her face and said, “You can sit up now, but keep your dress open. When the movie ends, you can close your dress and button up.

And then she was gone. I could see she was again sitting in her seat and she was watching the movie again innocently like she did not do anything to me .
I couldn’t help it but for a moment I was mad on her. “What a bitch!” I thought. “Almost giving me a climax but not finishing it.” I was feeling so aroused but I didn’t want to masturbate myself to a climax.

I slowly pulled my body up in my seat, making sure my dress stayed behind me. If somebody would see me, it would look like I was sitting completely naked on the seat. I could also feel that the lips of my pussy were also wet at the outside by now. I couldn’t resist it, but I looked over my right shoulder again to see if that couple was still looking at the movie or that they were finally looking at me now. But when I checked, I saw they were still following the movie. Is it really possible that nobody had seen what we had been doing here?

For the rest of the time, Neeta didn’t touch me anymore. .When the movie was over and the lights already started to go slowly on. I quickly, closed buttons of my dress. I could now button up my top and skirt, first, the button on top of my navel, and then the button above and beneath it. And then I fixed my dress so I was sure that my breasts and pussy were covered. We were still sitting when people in front of us started to get up and walk out of the theater. Some of them looked at us, but nobody showed any sign that they had seen what had been going on in between us. But I’m sure I was giving them now a nice view with only 3 of the total 10 buttons closed of my top and skirt.

“Hi!” I heard a female voice saying from behind me.
I tilted my head so I could see above me, and there was the couple standing that had been sitting behind us.

“Hello?” I replied a little surprised.
“We just wanted to thank you. If you were not here, it would have been a very boring movie!” She said with a smile.
I was stunned; they had seen what we had been doing. “Eh, you’re welcome.” Was the only response I could think of at that time and I blushed a little.
“May be until a next time.” She said and then they just walked away.
“Nice people.” Neeta said with a big grin on her face.

We stood up. I checked my dress quickly, and saw that I had to move very carefully now. My cleavage was going very low and the lowest button was closed above my mound. I was sure that when I walked, it would be possible that the front split would go open and expose my pussy to everyone in front of me.
We started to walk down the stairs and to the exit. Every step down would expose my legs, and maybe even something more.

As there was too cold, we decided to warm ourselves up. We walked towards cafe situated near exit of the complex. We were both sitting in the back of the cafe. I was sitting with my back to the front of the place and with all the people behind me. Neeta was sitting in front of me.

We have ordered for the coffee for both of us. The warm coffee did me some good, and the temperature inside the café was also helping. While we were sitting there, other people were coming inside now and after a while the place was filling up nicely.

“Julee, can you join me to the ladies room?” Neeta asked.

I thought it was a good idea. I wanted the clean myself a bit, so I nodded to her. And we stood up.

We both went into a separate stall and I relieved myself. First the cold outside and then the warm coffee had made it that I just had to pee. After I was done, I used the toilet paper not only to clean my pussy, but also to dry the inside of my pussy. While I was doing this, I could see that my pussy lips looked puffy and my clit was still in full attention. But I felt at least clean again. After we both felt better, we went back to our seats.

I have invited Neeta to my home for a night stay with me for which she agreed. She informed her mother about her not coming home in night. (It was very usual for her mother as she stays overnight very often with Tanu whenever her husband goes out for a business trip)

We paid our coffee bill and have walked towards parking. It was already evening and I wanted to reach home as early as possible because I wanted to complete the job as I did not have any orgasm and I wanted to have it on urgent basis. I was thinking about Neeta. What a wonderful girl she is. She is only 19 but she seems to be an expert girl in sex, particularly in lesbian sex. I was surprised and was very happy that Neeta had removed her bottom part of the dress and took her panty off too immediately on entering the car. Feeling Neeta’s warm body, we started smooching with each other and rubbing each other’s body warm. Needles to say that when we finally arrived in the underground parking garage, we both were very horny again and we both were playing with each other’s pussy.

We quickly pulled our fingers out each other’s pussy and got out of the car.

We get in quickly in to the lift hugging and kissing each others. I came out of the lift on reaching it to our floor. Neeta was still in the lift holding “stop button”. I was relieved to see that Tanu’s door was closed. I have unlocked the door of my apartment and looked at Neeta giving her green signal to come out of the lift.

We went into the living room and switched the lights on. We both laughed loudly when I saw Neeta holding her bottom part of the dress and her blue panty in her hand. We both inspected our semi nude bodies and we both saw that we were very aroused. Both our pussies were glistening from our own juices and our thighs were completely wet. It made us laugh again.

We both realized that we couldn’t go sit in the sofa like this; we would leave a nasty stain behind. “I think it is time for us to take a shower before we make this place dirty and all smelly. Follow me.” I told to Neeta. We have removed our cloths in living room itself and walked naked towards bathroom.
We both went under the warm water shower together. We started to lather each other’s body with the shampoo. But we were very carefully so we wouldn’t be aroused too much. I think she was thinking the same as me, we would hold back until we were in bed.

When we were clean, we dried each other’s body off. We just went out in the nude again. The lights in the living room was glowing our naked bodies in each other’s eyes.
We went directly to my bed room. There is a king size bed, a dresser, a closet and four sofa chairs against the wall.

I took Neeta’s hand in mine and pulled her over to the bed. I gently pushed her down on it. She was laying on it with her arms above her head. She was looking so sexy to me I could feel a warm feeling going through my body. I moved my body on top of hers and started kissing her on the mouth. While I was kissing her, I was moving my hands up and down the side of her body and breasts. I could hear her make little noises from pleasure. I moved down a little and started kissing her neck while I moved my hands under her body on her back.

I knew we both were still aroused from all the things that had happened today, so I decided to move a little faster then I normally would do.

When I had kissed her neck a few times, I went down to her shoulder and from there to her right breast. I moved slowly over her breast with my tongue until I reached her nipple. Her nipple was fully erect already, so I took it between my lips and I licked on the top with my tongue. I could feel her breathing going faster and she slightly curved her back. I then sucked on her nipple for a moment and let it go. It was now time to give her other breast the same treatment. While I was doing this to her other breast, I could hear her moan a little. I knew that she must already be very excited and that I had to be very gentle and careful to prolong her pleasure. I wanted to give her an orgasm that would relieve her from all the tension of the day.

I was slowly moving down on her now, all the way kissing her lovely tummy and playing with her belly button with my tongue when I reached it. But after a few seconds I went further down and started to kiss her naked mound until I reached the edge of her pussy. But I didn’t touch her clit; I just started to kiss the outside of her pussy. Her secretions on it. But I didn’t wanted to let her cum already, so I moved further down and started to kiss her thighs very gently. She started to shiver a little; I could see that her pussy was oozing a little.

And then I took her pussy lips in my mouth and sucked and licked on them. Her pussy was already wet again and I could taste the salty liquid of her juices out now and I could smell it also. It smelled so sweet that I had to control myself or I would have just dove in with my tongue and licked and sucked her pussy clean. I kept on kissing her thighs a little longer and then went up again. Very slowly and teasing her as long I could.

When I reached her pussy again, I started by licking it down below. Her juices tasted so sweet, I just had to take my time and enjoy her pussy as long as I could. I went slowly up her slit, pushing my tongue inside her pussy as far as I could and I could feel that she was almost ready to climax. Her moaning was getting very loud now. Her body even was shaking by times from the tension building up in it. And then she climaxed when my mouth was right on her pussy. My whole mouth and chin was now wet from her juices. And when I felt she was getting down again, I moved up and started sucking and licking on her clit and it didn’t take long before she had her second orgasm of the day. And while she came, she squealed it out from pleasure. I ran my tongue a last time between her pussy lips, I just love the taste of her lovely pussy and then I slowly moved up her body again. When she was calmed down a bit, she opened her eyes and I kissed her full on the mouth. Surely she would have tasted her own juices now; they were still clinging around my mouth and chin.

While we were kissing, she pushed me over and onto my back. It was going to be my time now. She stopped kissing me, and moved down between my breasts and gave me a kiss there. Then she slowly went to my left breast and circled my nipple with her tongue and then she sucked on my nipple and making sure my nipple was very wet. She then moved her face away and blew on my nipple. This always gave me goose bumps but at the same time aroused me and made my body shiver from pleasure. When she went over to my other breast and nipple, to repeat the process, she used her right hand to play with my left nipple. She gave my right breast and nipple the same treatment and when she blew on that nipple my body reacted in the same way as before. She knew how sensitive my nipples are and I loved it when she played with them in this way.

Now she started moving over my stomach, kissing and licking it. She still kept both hands on my breasts while playing with my nipples. The tingling in my pussy was intensifying and I could feel my pussy getting very wet again. I even think I was opening up again.

When she reached my mound, she gave it a sensitive kiss and then she went completely down. She was now sitting upright and between my legs. She took my right leg in her hand and started licking and sucking on my toes.

When she was done, she slowly went up my left leg. Kissing and licking it all the way up until she reached my thigh, I could feel I was getting closer to my climax. I was moaning and groaning from pleasure now. At this point she slowly went closer to my pussy while moving her head and kissing and licking both my thighs. And then she went between my legs, gently kissing and licking the lips of my pussy. She licked between my pussy lips and then used her hands to open my pussy. I could feel her tongue going deep into my vagina and then she slowly went up my slit and started licking and sucking my clit. I could feel my arousal rising to a boiling point. And then I just let it all out. I screamed it out when I started to have my orgasm. My body was shaking and I could feel a rush going through my whole body and ending deep inside my pussy. I could feel that she was still licking at my pussy, but even she couldn’t prevent my juices flowing out of my pussy and between my butt cheeks and over my little asshole star.

I was now over the height of my climax and could feel my arousal going down a little. But she seems wasn’t done with me yet, I could feel she was sticking two fingers into my pussy and she started licking my clit again. She was rubbing her middle finger over my asshole star. Her finger rubbing my asshole was very pleasurable; I could feel a second orgasm coming. And just before I climaxed for the second time, I could feel her finger penetrating my anus. It was as if my whole body was on fire now, I could feel it tingle all over and I gave a cry I can’t describe. It was almost a sound that an animal would make, my whole body started shaking again and I nearly squirted all over her face. She pulled her finger out of my ass and this friction gave me a third orgasm. She saw me shake on the bed and again squirting out some of my juices.

When I stopped shaking, she came lying against my body, with her left arm over my stomach. When I opened my eyes, I could see that almost her whole face was wet from my juices.

“Wow, you had a wonderful climax!” She said.
“Yeah, I could feel it and see it. I think we need a new visit to the bathroom, because our faces and breasts are totally wet from our juices now.” I said with a smile.

When we stood up, we looked at the bed. We both smiled when we saw that the bedspread had a huge wet spot on it. We both pulled it from the bed. Luckily it had been a thick bedspread, underneath was only a very little wet spot.

We quickly went back to the bathroom, used the shower and dried us off with the towels again. And then we went back to our room.
We were both very satisfied now, we cuddled up to each other and we then went to sleep.

Julee

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An opportunity for a woman to explore her inner self….

Then let me introduce someone else into our fantasy. They are fictitious, mind you. But, what good is a fantasy if you can’t explore that part of you that you can’t live out?

We’ll call her Debbie. She’s 5’ 10”, fair skinned with strawberry blonde hair that is slightly wavy. Green eyes and a smile that is straight from heaven. She’s an average build, maybe a little fuller but nowhere near plump. She has all the curves in all the right places. 38D, 28, 36. Plenty of leg. She has a soft angelic voice, is intelligent and can be a tiger when aroused.

As we enter the bedroom, you and I, still naked from our exploits on the couch, she’s sitting on the edge of the bed. She’s wearing a bathrobe, one of those full soft terrycloth type that only the finest hotels have. It’s not tied tight and you can see her ample cleavage. I feel your hand
tighten on mine as we enter. She stands and says “I thought you two would never finish. It looked like fun and I wanted to join so badly.” The realization hits you that she was watching us and the fascination starts your juices flowing again. She looks at me, smiles and says “you really know how to ‘em don’t you?” I blush. What can I say? I picked you didn’t I? I look over at you with this thought and can’t help but notice your nipples…..hardening. I lean over and whisper in your ear, “Look at her, you can almost see her tits in that robe.” And with this I pass my hand over your breasts. Debbie looks on, watching my hand as it glides over your nipples. I whisper again, “You can see her pussy hiding behind the ties that hold her robe closed. It looks like she has a nice bush.” With this I let my hand slide over you pussy lips. I look at you and see you looking at her pussy. Debbie continues to watch my hand. I whisper, “Wouldn’t you love to touch her pussy? Wouldn’t you love to run your fingers through her bush?” I can hear your breath coming faster causing your breast to rise and fall.

“Come here” I say, leading you over to where you’re standing directly in front of her. “Take her robe off……slowly……gently. I want you to appreciate her body as I appreciate yours.” You look into Debbie’s eyes and she nods letting you know that this is what she wants, this is what she desires. You reach up, hands shaking slightly and undo the loose knot holding her robe
shut. It opens and I hear you gasp lightly. I follow your eyes and see your looking at her bush. The same reddish blonde as her hair, full, curly, neatly trimmed. You lift your hands to lift the robe off her shoulders but your eyes remain on her bush. Finally you look up and notice her noticing you. As you slide the robe off her shoulders she looks at you and asks “You want to touch it?” You can only nod as she takes your hand and guides it down to her bush. The thick curls engulf your hand as your fingers slide into it. Down through until your cupping her pussy. You can feel her heat radiating through her bush and it excites you. The soft swell of her lips
fits perfectly in your cupped hand. You close your eyes and revel in the feel of her softness, her warmth. Then suddenly, unexpectedly you feel a hand on your pussy. Not a rough male hand, no, these fingers are delicate, light to the touch, sensitive. The fingers slide down the length of your
lips and form a cup holding your pussy perfectly as if they were made for you. She squeezes your pussy and pulls upward. As she does one finger finds its way between the folds of you lips, moistening itself in the wetness it glides across your clit. You shudder, eyes still closed, lost
in the sensation. You’re brought back down a little as you feel that same hand cupping your hand as it lies on her pussy. She presses on your hand spreading the juices on the back as she urges you touch her…..deeper. You cup her pussy and slowly pull your hand back up; copying her movement you deftly allow one finger to find its way inside. To your surprise she’s wet,
not as wet as you, but definitely wet. As you pull your finger up across her clit you marvel at how large it is. It feels like a small pebble encased in flesh. You can’t help but circle your finger around it. She smiles at this and takes your hand from her bush. Raising your hand she places the finger in your mouth. OH THE SENSES. The smell of her is intoxicating. The taste of her is invigorating. Your head swims as she takes her fingers, moistened with your juices, our juices, and sucks on them, just as you suck her juices. She pulls you close as you each remove your fingers. Her hands go around your waist as she pulls you in. She leans forward and you follow her lips. Soft, inviting as she tilts her head, the tip of her tongue hiding behind her pearly white teeth as she leans forward and brushes her lips across yours. Softly at first, then with more determination, your lips touch, then kiss. Soft pecks turning to fuller longer kisses as your passion for each other grows. Her tongue snakes out and seeks out yours as you open your mouth to welcome her in. As your bodies come together and your hips touch you notice every little
thing. You notice how your breast touch. The smoothness of her skin on yours, the firmness, the hardness of her nipples. You notice how her bush brushes up against your bare pussy, soft and inviting, like a tender breath. All these senses at once. You glance over ever so briefly out of the corner of your eye. You see me but you’re not concerned. Right now you’re caught in the moment and the sensations. You see me, hard as a rock, with my hand on my cock. I’m stroking it and smiling, fascinated at what I’m seeing, raw unadulterated passion allowing itself to run its own course. I stroke my cock, consumed in the sight of you with her. Seeing you let yourself open up to her is one of the greatest aphrodisiacs I’ve ever experienced. It makes me want you even more. You’ve never looked more like a woman than you do right now.

But I want more.

I touch Debbie on the shoulder and motion for her to lay back on the bed. She does so and her legs hang off the end of the bed at her knees. I touch you on the shoulder and motion for you to kneel down at the foot of the bed. You do and find yourself between her knees. I kneel down beside you. “Look at her.” I whisper. “She looks good, doesn’t she?” You nod. “She looks good enough to eat, doesn’t she?” You nod again. “You liked the way I licked your pussy didn’t you?” I asked. You mouth a Yes that is barely audible. I want you to let her experience the same ecstasy that you experienced. You look at me, unsure for a moment but I can see the wanton
desire in your eyes. “I’ll help you” I say as I take your hand and pull you forward between her legs. I place one hand on one thigh and the other hand on the other thigh. Debbie’s breathing increases as I guide you to push her legs apart. As you do so I notice that your eyes are fixed on
her bush. You stare at her pussy as your tongue lightly runs across your lips. You aren’t even aware of your actions as you look, mesmerized by what you see. I see it in your eyes though. That knowledge of what you can do there. The ability to create in her a passionate feeling that is all consuming. I see the lust dawning in your eyes as you lean forward. A few scant inches from her pussy your face encounters her bush. I see you pause and inhale, taking in all of her womanly fragrances. The scent is heady and leaves your senses tingling. You know that scent from when you smelled it on your fingers and it excites you. I take your hands and place them on
the insides of her thigh on either side of her pussy. You seem to know instinctively what to do as you pull her bush back exposing her lips. This action also causes her hard clit to peek out and it’s all that you can do to keep from attacking it. But you know how to please. You know how to lick her pussy, you know what feels good ‘cause you have a pussy and you know what it takes to make it feel good. And lick her pussy you do. Your tongue flicks out, working its way inside her lips and going up and down. You flick it across her swollen clit and delight in her body as it tenses up. You feel her hands on your head as her fingers run through your hair and it
excites you, driving your passion fueling your lust for her, your hunger to deliver unto her the greatest pleasure you can give. The fact that you have this effect on her drives you mad. You increase your speed around her clit knowing what it’s like to have a hot tongue there. I notice that your only using one hand on her pussy, the other sitting idly by. So I take your other hand and place it on your own pussy. I guide your fingers to your clit and start rubbing your puss with your own hand. It only takes a few rubs and you take over, knowing exactly what I want you to do. You look up to see Debbie squeezing her breasts, pinching the nipples, pulling them up
hard….. and it excites you even more. Your tongue is moving faster over her swollen clit and she’s loving it. She arches her back pushing her pussy up to your face as you bury it in her heat. Your hand picks up speed on your own clit as Debbie’s bucking becomes more frantic. You know you’re close and you use your hand to rub her clit. It’s hard enough that you can use
your thumb and forefinger on it, stroking it like a small penis, squeezing it as you stick your tongue into her hole. Faster and faster your motions become. She’s pulling on her tits sooo hard, pinching her nipples sooo hard, and pushing her pussy into your face sooo hard. You’re jacking her clit with lighting strokes, your fingers are a blur on your own clit and I sense the edge is close. I move around behind you, my cock rock hard, and position it at your pussy. So close,……so close……faster………faster……as she reaches orgasm, her body grows rigid, her hands grabbing her breast so hard that her knuckles are white, her pussy is up in the air begging for your face, your tongue is buried in her hole stabbing it again and again as your fingers fly over her clit, your body tenses, you feel the waves coming over and as they start to crash I slide into you all the way up to my balls in one swift stroke reaching around and grabbing your breast and pinching the nipple tight as I pound into you from behind. Your pussy clamps down on
my cock as your orgasm grows to a peak, in perfect time with hers you two are one complete orgasm, your mouth on her pussy, my cock in your pussy, all pulsating in waves of orgasm as your hand stroke your clit they touch my balls as I slam into you and my balls tighten and spew their load into you once again……………….

We collapse in place, your head on her thigh, your fingers running lightly through her bush, careful not to touch her swollen lips, me behind you, spooning, cupping your breast, enjoying you……….

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