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My man and me were almost forty when by chance we first discovered sexual pleasure with another couple. When I say another couple I mean two much younger people of the same sex, both sexually pleasuring one of us while the other watches. The first time it happened was so exciting for both of us.

We were sun tanning in the dress optional area of our condo complex, both of us naked, getting a kinky turn on, flaunting our well kept naked bodies for anyone who cared to watch, both of us drawing admiring glances from both sexes. My man has a far bigger cock than most men, something he is proud of, just as I am when I tell my girlfriends about it and how he uses it.

Two young men we had never seen before, both of them barely just twenty, dressed in skimpy briefs approached us and commenced conversing with us, both of them staring at our naked bodies, while we both applied some oil to each other.

I can’t quite recall exactly how it came about, but an hour later we were in their short term rental apartment. My man naked with a wicked, thick hard on, as the boys, both naked, oiled his naked body. One of the boys was licking and sucking his nipples as the other boy licked and sucked his erection. I had never watched a man sucking another man’s erection before that moment, something I had long fantasised about, even discussing it in detail with my man a number of times.

If I was going to watch another another man give my man fellatio, a head job I was determined to maximise my pleasure as I removed my clothes for the three of them. Incredible new sexual pleasure for me, masturbating with a finger on my clit, so aroused looking at three naked men and their erections, so pleased my man’s erection was noticeably bigger than the two boys.

The boy’s fellatio skills were so superior to mine, I observed, watching closely as one of them kissed, licked and sucked his balls. They were good, confirmed by the look on my man’s face as they teased him to a long, noisy orgasm.

After that encounter we quickly established some rules for future liaisons, if we are going to have new sexual partners, no kissing and definitely no fucking, though that does leave lots of exciting options we quickly learnt, some very exciting options with the right partner or partners.

Last Sunday afternoon I watched and enjoyed my man being sexually pleasured by two young girls – we are both voyeurs and exhibitionists. This Sunday afternoon it is my turn to be sexually pleasured by two boys while my man watches, two boys I have never met before, though I had closely studied the pics of their naked bodies, their flaccid cocks, then their impressive erect cocks on our computer screen very carefully.

One of my girlfriends Dita runs a talent agency for ‘gifted and talented boys’ and had offered to organise two trainee boys from her talent pool for me. Or will it be for me and my man? Though I did overhear Dita telling my man if your lady wants to have two of my toyboys I want to watch. Fine by me, I have always had a thing about Dita, a glamorous and voluptuous, blond woman a little older than me. She exudes sexual appeal and sexual excitement for men and women, me included.

Dita is an incredibly exotic European woman who migrated here twenty-five years ago with her third husband, and recently discarded husband number four. She speaks perfect English with a wonderful, sexy inflection in her voice, with the most inviting smile, a come hither smile, the way she drops the f word and the c word is sure to grab anyone’s attention. I have heard boys in their early twenties talking about her, lusting after her, their dream older woman.

There are many incredibly fascinating and erotic stories about her with men and women, both even at the same time. Dita and me went shopping together one day and deliberately flaunted our naked bodies for each other in an upmarket boutique while we were trying on clothes. I can still recall her wonderful voluptuous body and the way she smiled at me. So inviting, so sexy.

Before Dita arrived with her boys, my man I discussed what we should wear for Dita and her trainee boys. I do like to make an impression on my new lovers, our new lovers, so does my man, teasing them and ourselves at the same time. I wanted to be the centre of attention for the two boys, I wanted to be a sex object for them, I want them to do wonderful things to my naked body with their fingers, lips and tongue.

I wanted to flaunt my best features for the boys, my thighs and my big ass, I wanted to have my ass worshiped by the boys while my man watched, while he masturbated for me and the boys.

What to wear to achieve my goal and turn on the boys? I decided on heels, always for sex, a tiny black g-string with a clip at the side, my big ass bulging out of it, nothing else, totally naked under the black satin, camisole my man chose for me.

My man was naked when he asked me to oil his naked body, his back, his ass, and his torso, he wanted to be eye candy for the boys he told me, as I smeared a touch of oil along the vein of his already tumescent, ventricose, thick cock, though I suspected he wanted to impress Dita with it and his toned, muscly, six pack body, eye candy for her as well as the boys.

An extra sexual frisson for me, anticipating Dita looking at my man’s erection, wanting her to look at it, while he is masturbating for me while I have her two boys.

“I have a feeling this could be an even more exciting afternoon than we were anticipating I told him as I watched him slide on a low cut, tight fitting pair of jeans, so low his freshly trimmed pubes were obvious, as was his large cock. before he asked me to oil his back and torso some more.

When Dita arrived with her trainee boys I could hear my man telling them, “My lady has gone to great trouble for you two boys, she has looked at and admired your pics on our computer screen for the last three nights, she was impressed, so was I.”

“Hello beautiful dahlink baby, we have unfinished business,” Dita told me in a low whisper as her boys and my man watched me make my entrance, all of them wide eyed. She was wearing heels, stockings (making me regret I hadn’t worn stockings) and a body hugging short skirt to showcase her voluptuous body.

“Hello you beautiful gorgeous woman, we really do have unfinished business,” Dita told me again as she tongue kissed me, while her boys, wide eyed, watched me reciprocate.

As I refocused I reminded myself this Sunday afternoon it was my turn to be sexually pleasured by Dita’s two boys while my man watches, and a huge added turn on with Dita watching after her greeting. I want to be the centre of attention, I want to be a sex object, I want to turn on both Dita and her boys and my man with my naked body.

“Show my beautiful gorgeous girlfriend what you have for her boys, before. I undress her for you,” Dita told her boys. They were slim, toned, twenty-years old almost clones of each other, wonderful sex object clones for me, with six pack bodies wearing tiny black, male g-strings.

Wonderful foreplay for me, Dita undressing me for her two trainee boys, both of them and my man staring at me, as she removed my black satin camisole, kissing me as she did. I was now naked apart from my heels and my tiny black g-string with a clip at the side, my big, firm ass bulging out of it.

Exactly what Dita was training her boys for was now obvious for me as I ogled their erections, not quite in my man’s league, but so exciting on slim boys their age.

The boys were momentarily distracted while they watched Dita removing my man’s jeans, sliding them to his ankles, slowly revealing his erection, an absolute boner, so thick, for her and her boys, smiling and teasing the boys with it as he ran finger along the underside of it, flaunting it for them, and Dita, the three males making comparisons with their eyes.

“Explain to my boys what you want, exactly what you want dahlink.” Dita told me in her sexy, dulcet voice while she held a box of cock rings for them to make a ***********ion from.

“I want my man to enjoy the boys as much as me. I want to have my ass worshiped by your boys while my man watches, while he masturbates for me and the boys. “I want to have my thighs licked before I have my cunt licked, I want the boys to tongue fuck me,” I whispered.

I was standing, one of the boys was between my legs, licking my clit, so beautifully, my nerve endings tingling, tongue fucking me as though there was no tomorrow. Dita had trained him well, the other boy licking and kissing my big ass. Who wants be a one man woman at moments like this?

I was on my back on the bed as one of the boys rubbed just the tip of his erection over my hard nipples, teasing them and me. Dita was standing behind my man, teasing his nipples while he was masturbating. “Why has Sarah never told me you were so well hung, and so thick?,” she asked, teasing his nipples with just a fingertip, pushing against him in a slow fucking motion.

One of Dita’s boys was licking his erection, while simultaneously the other boy kept on tongue fucking me. Wonderful eye candy for me, and my man.

After the boys departed Dita and Roger were talking to me while watching me shower. “You really are a beautiful, gorgeous woman dahlink, and we really do have unfinished business,” Dita told me, her eyes all over my naked body. “Do you mind if If I join you in the shower?” Without waiting for my answer, (I was going to tell her yes, I want you to join me) she commenced undressing for me and my man.

“Your pleasure is my pleasure Sarah. I have wanted to have you for so long, make love to you, worship your naked body, fuck you with my tongue, tongue fuck you, bring you to a long slow orgasm,” she whispered as we kissed with our tongues, pressing our naked bodies together, rubbing our nipples together under the shower water, while my man watched.

“Come and join us in the shower Roger,” Dita told him before he readily complied with his second erection for the afternoon.

Dita was correct, we did have unfinished business, ever since the day we went shopping together and deliberately flaunted our naked bodies for each other, recalling her wonderful voluptuous body and the way she smiled at me. So inviting, so sexy.

It was obvious we were going to have each other, make love to each other, our unfinished business, first and foremost right then. I wanted to have her first, devour her wonderful voluptuous body, more than happy for her to give my man fellatio, a blow job while he watched me tongue fucking her, anticipating her doing the same to me later.

Dita chose some music to set the mood, a long slow version of Rhapsody Blue, a wonderful choice, with a long slow build up.

I had almost forgotten one of Dita’s boys had given me cunnilingus a short while ago, always exciting for me to have two different lovers on the same day, even exciting a boy and a woman older than me. My sex drive and my libido in overdrive as I licked and sucked her large, still firm tits, and incredible nipples as she stood resting against our dining table, legs spread, both of us naked apart from our heels.

I couldn’t resist licking and kissing her voluptuous ass for my man’s benefit, pandering to his ass fetish, making comparisons with my ass as I did.

“Is that for me Sarah?,” Dita asked with a bemused smile as Roger organised a pillow on the bed for her, knowing I wanted her ass on it for our mutual sexual pleasure,

I do like to lick my way up my lover’s thigh as foreplay. Teasing what’s to come can be a huge turn-on for us both. Kissing and gently touching Dita’s inner thighs, kissing my way up and down her body, building up her desire until she is fully turned on for me before I commence tongue fucking her.

Dita’s knee was pointing to the ceiling, her ass on the pillow, my arms wrapped her voluptuous thighs as I commenced licking and kissing her wonderful thigh, slowly moving toward her erotically and exotically trimmed cunt lips. I can still recall remarking on her pubes when we went shopping together, and her telling me, one of my trainees does it for me.

Using whole-body massage, Dita was enjoying having her legs, arms, and breasts caressed before receiving my oral pleasure. Teasing what’s to come can be a massive turn-on.

Alternately using my tongue tip, then a flat tongue, then my lips as I explored her vulva, all three sensations a little different, providing subtly different sensations for us both.

Instead of steady tongue pressure on her clit or swirling around it, I was using the tip of my tongue to tease just the underside of her clitoral shaft, using light little licks every few seconds.

Spreading her labia, focusing on licking the area of her front commissure, just above her clit, using my index finger interspersing horizontal finger strokes across her glans with vertical tongue strokes.

Increasing her arousal by inserting a single finger, using my tongue to enhance her arousal, then a finger to complement and push her arousal further. Pressing a finger upwards into her G-spot, while applying persistent licks.

Touching her large breasts, gently squeezing her nipples, caressing her stomach, continuing to apply persistent licks. Under her hood, licking her clitoral hood, the fold of skin covering the glans of her clit, so sensitive. Gently sliding it back, licking it, licking the clit directly, slow and gentle.

Kissing all around her thighs, Licking around her Venus mound. Taking my time before more licking, kissing and sucking. Awakening all her corollary nerve endings with gentle kisses, using warm, gentle breath. Using my cheeks, lips, tongue, fingertips to pique her interest. Edging additionally, taking my time. building anticipation, building more anticipation, creating more pleasure.

Bringing her close to orgasm, then backing off a little, teasing her, edging her, delaying her climax, her orgasm. Repeatedly wanting to make her orgasm at the end of our love making, an incredibly powerful orgasm.

Grinding my crotch against hers. Approaching slowly and gently, my hips starting to thrust, using primal hip movements to guide my pressure and speed, wanting to increase the intensity for both of us.

Using my fingers, fingering her while licking her clit, wanting to provide intense, explosive sexual pleasure as my finger brushed against her g-spot inside her vagina.

Dita was breathing very heavily, moving, “So good Sarah, fuckame, fuck a my cunt, fuckamycunt.”

Talking to her, a sexy conversation. “I love to tongue another woman, you are a real woman, such an exciting woman Dita, so good. Even better with my man watching, while you are sucking his rock hard erection. Tell me what you want Dita? Slow and sensual or rougher, harder, or faster? Tell me and I will give you what you want.”

“I want to squirt for you dahlink Sarah while I have the orgasm I have been saving for you since our shopping trip. Then later I want to have you. Give you the tongue fuck I have been saving just for you. Now two fingers dahlink, harder, faster, keep licking me, nearly there dahlink, so close,” Dita moaned as Roger rubbed his erection over her nipples.

Rhapsody in Blue, after it’s long slow build up was about to end, to climax. “Oh fuck yes dahlink Sarah, you are so fucking good,” Dita moaned as she orgasmed in sync with the music, so noisily and for so long as she squirted simultaneously, moments before Roger ejaculated over her tits.

It was more than an hour later after the three of us took long shower together when Dita restarted her music choice, Rhapsody in Blue, when she told me, “I want to have you Sarah. Give you the tongue fuck I have been saving just for you. I want you to sit on my face. I want to tongue fuck you with my hands holding your magnificent big ass, while your man tongue fucks me. While I watch in your mirrors.”

Everything I had heard about Dita was true, she was an exquisite lover, raking her trimmed fingernails over my ass cheeks, pleasure and pain, as she licked my clit then my cunt lips. Using her hands on my ass to manipulate my cunt lips along her tongue while my man had his arms wrapped around her thighs, tongue fucking her.

Dita was insatiable, after my man brought her to orgasm with his tongue, I was hanging out for sexual relief, wanting and needing an orgasm, she had me so close. She raised herself off me, putting out her hand to help me stand, passionately tongue kissing me, while I returned her kisses.

Dita had me standing against the wall, as we continued kissing passionately, her groin grinding into mine, tribbing each other, grinding her crotch against mine. Our hips starting to thrust, using primal hip movements to guide our pressure and speed, both of us wanting to increase the intensity, the raw sexual pleasure.

Wonderful new sensations, new sexual sensations, new levels of sexual pleasure for me. I am going to orgasm standing with my back to the wall while Dita grinds her cunt against mine, passionately tongue kissing each other. What an orgasm, what a fuck, for both of us, our bodies trembling in equal pleasure, our knees shaking as we orgasm in sync.

“Don’t keep me waiting so long next time Sarah and Roger. Would you like me to send you some pics of some more of my trainees?,” Dita told us we kissed as she departed.

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I smacked the alarm clock hard, I didn’t remember if I set it or not. God, another early morning and cold as hell. I didn’t want to get out of my nice cozy bed. I cracked open one eye and tried to see what time it actually was before I woke up completely. I am one of those types that think that the extra fifteen minutes of sleep would actually do me some good. It was almost seven am and definitely time to get up. I slowly got out of bed, dreading the fact I had to leave my warm cocoon. I stood up and stretched, my t-shirt rose up letting the cool air touch my skin. I wandered into the kitchen and found Nina waiting for the coffee pot to finish brewing. “Morning roomie.” She said not so bright eyed. “Morning babe, sleep well?” She nodded. She was always up this early, even on the weekends. She made me sick.

I leaned up against the counter, my bare ass touching the cool cabinets below, as I sipped on my orange juice. I looked over at Nina. She was in a tank top and I could see her nipples pushing hard against the thin fabric. “Girl, aren’t you cold in just that?” “No, why do you ask?” I stuck out my chest and wiggled my tits at her. She looked down at her own and noticed her erect nipples. The light shade of pink that touched her cheeks was cute. “Oh.” She said a bit more embarrassed than I had expected. “I’m not cold though, they are hard for another reason.” She giggled as she poured her cup of coffee. “What do you mean? You got someone in your room?” I asked with a smirk. “Nope, just thinking of someone I want in my room.” Again she blushed. I couldn’t understand why she was so embarrassed. We were both women, we’d always talked about whom we were hot for and now all this coyness.

She looked at me over the edge of her coffee cup and winked. It hit me, “Wait a sec… you mean … me?” She smiled brightly as soon as those words left my mouth. I about fell over. No fucking wonder she was beating around the bush. “Hon, you should have said something a long time ago. I’ve wanted to get into your pants ever since ya moved in.” We both giggled, not sure how to react.

We headed into the living room and plopped down onto the couch. We sat in silence for a while as the morning cartoons played. What she said in the kitchen had my mind going. I couldn’t stand it any longer and put down my orange juice. I leaned over to her and slid my hand up her bare thigh. She turned and looked at me as soon as my hand touched her. A smiled danced across her face. “So roomie, wanna play?” I asked. She just nodded.

I started to nibble at her neck, leaving my hand on her thigh. As I continued she leaned back against the arm of the couch making me lay on top of her. My body pressed against hers. I could feel her hard nipples pressing against the thin fabric of her tank top. I moved up her neck and our lips met. I kissed her deeply, letting my tongue probe her mouth for the first time. My entire body tingled as she ran her fingertips lightly along my sides, pausing to cup the sides of my breasts.

I let my hands move down to the hem of her shirt and slipped my hands underneath it, slowly pulling up her shirt as my hands moved up her body. Her perfect tits were revealed and I took advantage of her, since her tank top was over her head and had her arms pinned above her head. I let my tongue swirl around her nipples making them glisten in the light. I rolled my tongue around each one, gently taking them into my mouth one at a time. Her soft moans urged me on. I sat back and held her arms in place as I blew lightly across her chest, making her nipples even harder and goose bumps rise over her skin. I figured I had teased her enough. Her tank top was off and on the floor in an instant.

She smiled up at me and removed my t-shirt. Her hands moved up my tummy to my breasts, gently cupping them in her soft hands. It felt so good. I felt myself grow moist as she kneaded my breasts and lightly rolled my sensitive nipples between her fingers. I leaned down and kissed her again, our tongues twirling in our mouths. I moved from her mouth, letting my soft lips press against her skin as I moved down her neck to her breasts again. I grazed her nipples lightly with my teeth then sucked them into my mouth, caressing them with the tip of my tongue.

Her breathing began to quicken as I slowly made my way further down her body. I let my hands wander, tracing delicate circles along her flesh with my fingertips, then kneading her breasts and then back to the butterfly soft touches. My lips kissed their way down her tummy to her trimmed mound. I could smell her musky but sweet scent now. As soon as it hit my nose, my mouth began to water. I wanted to taste her so badly it ached.

I blew across her pussy lips, my warm breath washing over them. I looked up and watched her squirm in anticipation. I slipped my tongue from my mouth and pressed against her wetness easily finding her engorged clit. I lapped at her slit, stroking her clit with every up stroke. Her hands found their way to the back of my head and her fingers weaved into my hair. The more I licked her the more pressure she applied to the back of my head.

My nose was firmly pressed against her trimmed black hair as I worked my tongue around her clit. She started to rock her hips into my face, her pussy smelled so sweet. I wanted to hear her cum so I slipped my middle finger into her tight hole and wiggled it against her g-spot. The gasp that came from her filled the room and quickly became a moan as she squeezed her muscles around my finger. I sped up my strokes against her clit as I continued to pump my finger in and out of her sweet pussy. Her moans became louder and louder with every thrust of her hips until her body tensed. She pushed hard against my head, forcing my face deeper into her pussy.

She was cumming! Her juices flowed freely into my mouth and coated my finger completely. Her moans were music to my ears and I worked her down from her peak. Her moans died down to just heavy breathing. I looked up at her and smiled, her face covered in content. I slowly made my way back up her body and kissed her firmly, letting her taste herself on my tongue.

“By the way hon, it’s Saturday and you didn’t have to get up.” I looked at her quizzically. “What do you mean?” She giggled lightly and replied, “I snuck into your room and set your alarm for this morning… I couldn’t hold in what I wanted anymore and I thought today would be the day I told you.” We both laughed. I wasn’t going to hold it against her.

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Every time I see one of my gender fluid lady friends Beatrix, she keeps tempting me by telling me, “I would love you to meet Lyla, my new lover. She is twenty-five, fifteen-years younger than me. She has a wonderful body and she is incredibly talented for her age. She is an exquisite bi-sex lover. I have told her all about you Veronica, she would love to meet you.”

“My man has been called away for a business trip Beatrix,” I told her over the phone. “You know me well enough to realise I am incredibly horny, sex starved. Does your invitation to meet your new bi-sex lover still stand?”

“Of course Veronica, your place or mine? And dress to impress like you used to do for Lyla me, remember less is more.”

“Your place.” I told her. “And I will do my best to dress to impress for you and Lyla.”

“I will groom Lyla for you, she won’t need much grooming, I have already told her lots about you and your man, I feel sure you will hit off with her.”

Two nights before my meeting with Beatrix and Lyla I phoned my man. “I am so fucking horny, I have taken up Beatrix’s invitation to meet her new lover. Yes, she is bi and just twenty-five years old. What’s that noise? My vibrator, I told you I was so fucking horny. Now talk to me while I imagine you fucking me with your almost 10-inch erection while I orgasm for you.

“Yes, I promise I will tell you all about Beatrix and Lyla.”

I am Veronica, I met my current man James at a cocktail party. Instant chemistry, me in my early forties, he in his late thirties. I am a little taller than average, shoulder length blond hair, attractive facial features, inviting smile, still a good body and I insist on wearing heels to accentuate my legs for matters sexual.

Before we made love the next night I told him, “I chose well, I thought you would be well hung, and thick, you are huge, I do like a man who shaves his cock so it looks even bigger. Your erection must be close to ten-inches and so thick.” It is he told me as I enjoyed stroking and teasing it.

After a few weeks I commenced introducing him to some of my friends. Initially female friends, from early twenties to fifty, I loved showing them how big he was when erect and telling them, “I promised you he was almost ten-inches,” before they had him and he had them while I watched. Even better when I joined in and it became obvious to him I was bi-sexual.

I taught him to gain greater sexual control through edging. “It’s a way to get to know your own sexual response, which can lead to better control over your orgasms and longer-lasting intercourse.

“It’s a chance to connect with your partner when practiced with a partner, edging can increase intimacy as it requires patience, communication, and understanding. It can help manage premature ejaculation. Edging helps penis owners better understand arousal, gain more control over ejaculation, and promotes relaxation,” I explained to him early in our relationship.

Beatrix and I are old friends and occasional lesbian lovers, though not since I met my current man James. When I first told him about my friendship with Beatrix he was fascinated and asked lots of questions.

“You used to be a very exciting bi-sex lover Veronica, we had some wonderful sex together and some incredible three-ways, an extra woman and an extra man at times,” she told me over the phone on Thursday while confirming our meeting for the Friday night.

As soon as I set eyes on Lyla my own personal sexual satisfaction became secondary. I wanted to seduce her and impress her. I could hardly remember the last time I seduced another woman. On that occasion my man was watching. This time around I wanted to seduce a much younger woman while her bi lover watched, though I felt sure she would want to make it a three-way.

This is Lyla, she is here from Europe on a student visa Veronica. She speaks fluent English with an intriguing accent,” Beatrix told me as we tongue kissed. “And you look hot, a forty-plus seductress.”

Lyla was gorgeous blond, a slim size-10 with a well formed body, a wonderful smile and a bubbly personality to match. She was wearing heels and a short skirt to show off her wonderful thighs.

“I want to seduce you Lyla, and tongue fuck you. I want to give you exquisite sexual pleasure. I am seventeen-years older than you, Is that exciting for you? It is for me, very exciting,” I told her as we continued tongue kissing with Beatrix watching, Instead of any jealousy I could sense her perverse pleasure of watching me seducing her younger lover. And hopefully make it a three-way, as we had in the past.

Beatrix was tongue kissing both me and Lyla as we slowly undressed her. Her short skirt first, magnificent thighs for a young girl, a sexy, skimpy black garter belt without stockings to frame her exciting, trimmed, jet black back pubes, then her blouse, no bra as I licked and teased her B-cup tits. “Leave your heels on,” I told her.

“Wow,” Lyla muttered as she watched Beatrix undress me. My black, cocktail dress first. Just as Beatrix had asked, (remember less is more), I had dressed to impress for her and Lyla, a buzz for my exhibitionist side. Killer heels, always for sex, then just a skimpy black thong to flaunt my ass and a cup-less bra for my still good C-cup tits.

“Which way are you going to have me first,” Lyla teased as we kissed with the tips of our tongues before I licked, kissed and sucked her erect nipples.

“Standing with your back to the wall, your legs spread for me, with my hands grasping your gorgeous ass, while I lick you to orgasm, tongue fuck you to orgasm while Beatrix watches and tongue kisses you. Just like this.

“Then later I want you to sit on my face while I lick your cunt lips Lyla. while you watch Beatrix tongue fuck me, a lesbian three-way.

“Don’t make me wait so long next time Veronica,” Beatrix whispered after she watched Lyla sit on my face and my tongue find her sweet spot.

I had almost forgotten just how talented Beatrix was as a bi-sex lover before she wrapped her arms around my thighs, licked and kissed my thighs before she found my engorged clit with her tongue. “Wow, two cougar lesbians, so good,” I could hear Lyla moan as my tongue lapped into her. in sync with Beatrix lapping me.

“Oh wow, so exciting,” Lyla whispered, realising I was about to orgasm for her lover, as she watched Beatrix teasing and edging me with her tongue and a finger. Just as I hoped, without me asking, Lyla was tongue kissing me, exquisitely, as she watched her lover bring me to a wonderful orgasm.

Thirty-minutes later after we had all showered together with our hands all over each other, we were ogling each others naked bodies when I asked, “Would you like me to watch you tongue fuck Beatrix, Lyla? Or perhaps would you like to watch me tongue fuck her?”

Just as I had hoped, she replied, “I want to watch you tongue fuck Beatrix, while I tease her, lick and suck her tits and tongue kiss her, make love to her while you give her lesbian pleasure. Something she has been teasing me about and something I have been fantasising about.

“Oh wow, that is so good, watching another woman tongue fucking you Beatrix. So good,” Lyla moaned as she teased her, licked and sucked her tits and tongue kissed her, making love to her while I tongue fucked her, three-way lesbian pleasure.

“You should meet Veronica’s man James, he is almost 10-inches. Would you like to meet him?,” Beatrix asked Lyla, her much younger lesbian lover in the afterglow.

“Is he really almost 10-inches? I would find that very exciting, especially if you and Veronica were watching.”

Two weeks later Beatrix has arranged a meeting with Lyla for me and my man James at her condo. Lots of sexual tension when we arrived. Beatrix and Lyla looked sensational, both of them semi-naked for us.

Beatrix took the initiative while James held Lyla’s gaze, not a word said as she removed his shirt to show Lyla his six pack torso, then rubbed oil over his torso, teasing his nipples with a fingertip, before she slid his slacks to his ankles. His body did look good in just a pair of small, tight, high-waisted. black briefs, his large, semi-erect cock obvious under his briefs.

“I promised you he was big,” Beatrix told Lyla as she removed his briefs, before we watched James tease his cock to a full, thick erection for Lyla while me and Beatrix watched. “He is even bigger than I remember,” Veronica whispered to me. I do like another woman complimenting my mans equipment.

“Before I fuck you Lyla I want to lick you while you sit on my face. Will you be comfortable with Beatrix and Veronica watching?,” James asked.

“Yes James, I will be very comfortable? Extremely comfortable with Beatrix and Veronica watching,” she whispered while James was licking her, as she looked down on his erection.

James was on his back, his erection pointing to the celling as Beatrix and I watched Lyla lower herself, sliding her wet, almost bald cunt lips onto his big, thick erection.

“Oh fuck, so good, I have never had a man as big as you.”

“Look at them, two fucking sex machines,” Beatrix whispered enjoying watching my man fucking her lady lover.

“You are making us jealous, very jealous Lyla, watching you fucking an incredibly well hung older man, Veronica’s man,” Beatrix told her in a whisper as she and I were tongue kissing as a prelude to lesbian sex. Incredibly exciting lesbian sex while we watched my man fucking my lesbian lover’s much younger partner.

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Missing my lover!!!

I quietly slip in your room, shut and lock the door behind me. I walk to your bedside, slip off my flip flops, and pull my thin pink cami top over my head, my nipples are usually hard it seems but at this moment they are extremely hard. I didn’t wear a bra, and everyone that I encountered today, their eyes immediately went to my chest and nipples that were poking in my top. I unbutton my short, slide my thumbs in at the hips and pull both my shorts and thong undies down to my ankles. I stepped out of them, and a quickly touch of my pussy confirmed what I knew, I was soaked. I usually don’t wear panties either, but I knew I was excited and didn’t need to have a wet spot in my shorts, to go along with my hard nipples under the top.

I pull back the sheet, exposing your nude body, you lying on your back, half open your eyes and smile at me. I climb into bed as you stretch your arms over your head. We both know what that means, as I lay on my side next to you and rest my head on your shoulder. My face buried into you neck, my leg draped over and between yours.

I whisper in your ear, “I need you.”

Your arm wraps around me, I softly kiss and lick your neck. My arm across your chest, my hand touches your chin and turns your head to face me. I push closer to you and softly kiss you sweet lips. Our lips part and our tongues meet, a soft moan from you tells me that you’re glad I’m here to, which urges me on even more. I climb on top of you on my knees and elbows, my leg between yours, my thigh pressing your wet pussy. Damn babe, you so wet. I feel your leg rise and your thigh press into my soaked pussy, I gently rub back and forth on it. Our lips still pressed together, our kiss becomes more passionate, we breathe ask one. Our breast pressed together between us as our nipple kiss, I softly moan into you mouth and you moan in to mine. My pussy so wet it’s I’m soaking your thigh, passionately kissing and melting together as one. Could stay like this forever, as our tongues play together and bodies are pressed so tightly together..

I kiss across your cheek; you turn your head as I go. Reaching your earlobe, licking and sucking on it. Then I move to your neck, you gaps as my tongue touches the sensitive area behind your ear, I softly moan too because I love how much this turns you on. Kissing and licking down your neck, I stop where your neck meets your shoulder. I softly suck, I hear you gasp in pleasure, which makes me suck harder, I release your skin from my lips and smile at the work I have done, a nice purple hicky. I kiss under your chin, back up your neck and nibble the other earlobe. Lick behind it, then kiss and lick down your neck, your wetness on my thigh tells me how turned on you are. My lips suck on your neck again, you softly moan and I suck harder. I release your skin, smile and fall into your arms, our lips meet in a passionate kiss, a kiss that screens I want you, I’m yours. Tongues playing I melt into you again, I’m so hott and wet for you babe.

I breathe you in, break from our kiss, a quick little Eskimo kiss before I start kissing down your chin, across your chest and to your boob. Circling your nipple with my tongue, before wrapping my lips around it and softly sucking it. I gently release it and lick my way to your other nipple while I grind my soaked pussy on your thigh. Softly licking your nipple like a cherry on top of a scoop of ice cream, my lips suck on while my tongue swirls around it. I softly release it and continue my kissing and licking descent down your sexy body. I climb in between your legs, kissing across your tummy, swirling my tongue around your belly button, and continuing to your panty line. I feel you tense up a little as my tongue hits your ticklish area. I work a combination of wet kisses and licks through out your panty area, ending up at your mound where my lips start sucking your flesh again. You raise your hips off the bed trying to get my mouth to make any kind of contact to your soaked pussy. But my firm suction on your mound won’t allow that, you grown in frustration, as my lips release you skin. I marvel at the hicky I left on you as your pussy bounces around in front of my face trying to get attention. Finally I grab your hips and cover you pussy with my mouth; my tongue licks a long deep lick from your creamy hole to your hard clit. You let out a gasp of relief as I do so. I give you a naughty smile and move back up to your face, softly then passionately kisses. You tasting your juice on my lips and in my mouth, you’re so sexy!

I then kiss a beeline from the lips of your mouth to the lips of your wet pussy, stopping just before I reach them. I gently lift your legs in the air, raising your hips so that I have access to your cute little butthole. Bend down; I lick up the juices between your pussy and butthole that have leaked out of you. My tongue swirls around your pussy juice covered butthole as you softly moan, making me even hotter for you. My tongue pushing against your butt, I can feel it relax a little. I bring my hand to your butt, straighten out a finger and slowly slide it in your ass. Your hips rock down shoving my finger deep in your ass as you softly moan. I lick from your butthole up to your soaked pussy, licking the juices that are leaking from you as I go. My finger in your butt slowly moves in and out of you, my tongue licking softly up and down your wet slit. I add a second finger to your butt, and then use those fingers to feed your pussy to my eager tongue, licking up your creamy center, the cream you made for me.

Licking and licking you, my fingers in your butt building more speed. Licking your clit with my tongue, sucking on it with my lips. Your orgasm builds quickly as your body tenses up, your hands gripping the bed beneath you and your butt rises up. You let out a deep moan as the first wave of orgasm hits, you hips buck and soon the second wave is upon you. My fingers still feverishly fucking your ass, my lips licking the juices that pour from your wildly bucking pussy. Another wave of orgasm hits you again, this time thrusting you hard against my mouth. I pull my fingers from your butt and continue softly licking you clean, make sure to get all of your cummy juices as you began to relax again. I keep licking you, not for your pleasure, but just because I enjoy it, the way it feels, the way it taste, every thing about it. All cleaned up, I smile, climb up, and lay next to you. I raise my arm above my head, your signal to roll to me rest your head on my shoulder and to cuddle in close to me with my arms around you. We softly, lovingly kiss, a kiss that becomes more passionate as you taste your juices on me. My arms squeeze you tighter, I can’t get enough, and I don’t want to let you go. We break from our kiss and quietly lay there, forehead touch and in each others arms, drifting off to sleep.

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“Can we have two young girls, or two young boys, early twenties? Or perhaps one of each for our mutual sexual pleasure soon? Very soon?,” Sarah asked as we increased the tempo of our fucking. “Next week? Please baby, please?,” she moaned as we orgasmed together.

We have learnt from experience the pool area of our condo can be an excellent place to meet potential new sexual partners, especially the dress optional area. Sarah and I are both exhibitionists and enjoy flaunting our almost naked bodies for both sexes.

We are both in our early forties and proud of our still firm bodies. Sarah loves to flaunt her magnificent size-14 ass on her size-12 body and wonderful thighs. I am lucky to be well endowed and enjoy wearing tiny, skin tight briefs by the pool to flaunt my equipment. Today she is topless with her tiny thong exposing her ass cheeks.

“Can we have two young girls, or two young boys, early twenties? Or perhaps one of each for our mutual sexual pleasure soon? Very soon?,” she reminded me as we looked around and watched people walking past.

In due course a young girl and a boy in their early twenties came by. “We are photography interns for a well known adult magazine, can we take some pics of you in your swimsuits? Today we are concentrating on portraiture in natural light,” the girl told us, obviously the senior intern, as they showed us their bona fides. “We are all also looking for potential models for our X-rated magazine.”

After some small chat while they explained the types of cameras they used, Sarah asked, “Would you like to call by our condo this afternoon and take some more intimate pics of both of us?,” as they held on to her every word while she posed topless for them, hands on hips, without the slightest inhibitions. The boy couldn’t keep his eyes off her tiny thong exposing her large ass cheeks.

“You will look even better in your photographs with coconut oil smeared all over your bodies, both of you,” Sue told Sarah. Fifteen minutes before they were due I was enjoying smearing oil over Sarah’s naked body, especially her large, magnificent ass, before she oiled my naked body.

“Your naked body is very photogenic, as we know from the amateur pics I have taken. Let’s see what professionals can do,” I told Sarah.

“I relish the thought of flaunting my naked body for a woman photographer, and a male one, and looking at the pics she takes, something I have often fantasized about.”

Sarah is of French descent, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting, bi-sexual, though she didn’t need a great deal of prompting. She likes to tell me, “I am to please and be pleased sexually.”

Our rules are outer sex only, licking and sucking and variations of oral sex – no intercourse.

Sue the senior photographer arrived right on time while Tyson followed behind carrying the equipment. Sue exuded confidence, professionalism and sex appeal the way she carried herself.

“I am going to use a fill-in flash and natural light,” she told us as we watched her set up. “These types of photo shoots for couples are very popular and you two are an ideal couple for it, both very attractive with sex appeal in spades.

“Relax and lose your inhibitions, don’t hold back Sarah,” Sue told her as she dropped her silk gown to show her naked body apart from a pair of heels. What inhibitions?, I smiled to myself.

Sarah was in her element enjoying flaunting her oiled naked body for a much younger male and a female photographer we met only hours ago.

“Very good ass Sarah, especially smeared with oil, can we get some shots of it. Sit on the stool so I can take some shots, a good naked ass always looks wonderful posed on a stool.

“Now stand with your legs apart, hands on hips, with your ass to the camera.

“Now a big smile, front on with your legs apart, hands on hips, wonderful in those heels, love the way you wax, or do your shave?”

“My man shaves me once a week.”

“Now lay on your front on the bed and prop yourself on your elbows. Smile, the cameral loves you.

“Is your man enjoying watching this? I am going to enjoy photographing him. Now some close ups of your shaved cunt lips.

“Now you Roger, let me get some shots of you naked,” Sue smiled as I let my gown fall to the floor and smirked at Tyson.

“Wow, you are hung and thick, look at your erection, must be nine inches. You obviously liked watching me photograph your naked lady. Good ass too,” she smiled as she shot a few pics.

“I can’t remember taking pics of a more impressive cock than yours,” she smirked as I teased my cock with a fingertip before Sarah wrapped a hand around it and tongue kissed me.

“Lick Sarah’s nipples for me. Give me a shot of the just the tip of his cock in your mouth, without touching him with your hands,” Sue told Sarah as she knelt and shot from side-on. “That really is something.”

When Sarah took my nine-inches between her lips as I stood, hands on hips I could hear Sue and Tyson gasp as she continued taking pics from all angles.

This really is wonderful foreplay I mused and wondered why we hadn’t done this before as I looked forward to fucking Sarah for the photographers.

“Don’t hold back Sarah and Roger, the camera loves you,” Sue told us as I knelt and kissed each side of her ass, then pushed my arm between her legs and teased her cunt lips with a finger tip.

I love a third or fourth person watching me licking Sarah’s cunt lips, be it male or female, however, a male and female photographer taking pics as I do it, really is a new level of erotic sexual pleasure.

I laid on the bed and Sarah sat on my face and slid her wet cunt along my lips as Sue took pics front on and from behind.

“Never ever had my picture taken having an orgasm,” Sarah moaned to both of them as she orgasmed once, then a second time with a broad smile.

Exhibitionism, voyeurism, eroticism, all at once with a male and female, twenty-year younger, photographer taking pics while we fucked every which way for them.

Sarah has sucked me to orgasm many times after we fucked, this time had a whole new frisson as two much younger photographers were taking pics and obviously enjoying us performing for them. The boy was focusing his camera on Sarah sucking me and the girl on my erection. “The camera loves you, both of you,” Sue was whispering, her arousal plainly evident.

The boy, Tyson, had a very apparent erection under his trousers, an extra buzz for both of us, turning on on a young boy, as Sarah whispered, “Hand or swallow?”

“Hand first for the money shot,” Sue cut in using a porn industry phrase before I could answer.

Sarah was in her element demonstrating her advanced blow job skills to the photographers as she ran a fingertip along the bulging vein in my erection as she licked and sucked just the tip of it.

Sarah and I both love sex with an audience, at that stage, two much younger photographers had to be our ultimate audience. My breathing was labored. I couldn’t help moaning as my body tensed, “So good, so fucking good, gunna cum, gunna cum,” as I ejaculated on Sarah’s hand before she swallowed.

Later, we both wondered if we would ever see any of the pics Sue and Tyson took, or if it was a set up for their sexual benefit. A few days later we received a bunch of pics by email from Sue with a message. “You two were magnificent subjects, photogenic and stellar performers. The X-rated magazine would like me to take some more pics with a senior, more experience photographer. Which would you prefer and be more comfortable with, a male or female?

“Definitely a male for me. Would you be comfortable with a senior, more experienced, male photographer, taking pics of us while we fuck?,” Sarah asked as we admired ourselves in the pics.

The next day another email from Sue, Would two next Saturday be suitable for Stirling and I? No underwear that morning, we don’t want lines on your naked bodies. Some samples of some of his work attached.

“His pics are incredibly erotic, and a huge turn on, all black and white, no color. Both the males and the females are a turn on for me.” Sarah told me as we scanned them. “I would love him to photograph my big ass in that position while you are licking my cunt lips.”

Stirling turned out to be a very polished man with impeccable manners, dressed in casual, loose fitting clothing. “A borderline heterosexual, he does appreciate an attractive male body,” Sue informed us before he arrived. “He will probably ask some questions while he takes pics, so he can add some background.”

Sarah was excited at the opportunity to flaunt her naked body for a new man, a senior photographer for an X-rated magazine, just as I was to have a ‘raging heterosexual’ take pics of my naked body and thick, nine-inch erection while Sarah and I provided sexual pleasure to each other.

When Sue and Stirling arrived we were each wearing one of my business shirts, with just one button fastened, mindful of Sue’s directive, ‘we don’t want lines on your naked bodies’.

“The pics Sue took of you were very good porno pics and you both obviously enjoyed the session. Today I want some erotic, edgy pics for my target audience in black and white, far more erotic than color as you would have noticed in the samples I emailed you.

“Erotica is simply high-class pornography; better produced, better conceived, better executed, better packaged, designed for a better class of consumer.

“Today I want some erotic, edgy pics for my target audience, both females and males, past thirty-five, median age forty-five, who enjoy at least an hour of foreplay before they fuck. Far more exciting than wham, bam, thank you ma’am,” Stirling told us he unpacked his cameras, checked the lighting and looked us over.

“Lets commence with your shirts open, please. Some easy shots so we are all relaxed. Love your heels and thighs Sarah, do you wax or shave? Which ever it is an incredibly erotic look, and an exciting contrast, jet black pubes and a blond hairdo. Even flaccid your cock is impressive Roger and my camera loves the way you trim your pubes. I do like to flatter the people I photograph.

“Tongue kiss for me please, no contact other than the tips of your tongues.

“Your ass is magnificent Sarah, my camera loves it, so do I,” Stirling told her as she stood naked apart from her heels facing a wall, legs spread, hands above her head at his request.

“Kiss and lick her ass cheeks for me please Roger? Now just the tip of your tongue. So pleased you have an erection for me now. Sue told me you had a thick, nine-inch boner. Do you like that Sarah? Are you comfortable with Sue watching?”

“Yes I am, we love an audience.”

“Now turn around, legs spread, back to the wall please Sarah. Lick her nipples Roger, just the tip of your tongue. Now the other one. Your nipples are like bullets Sarah. Now lick her stomach please, just above her pubes.

“Now lick her clit, kiss it, suck it for the camera, make love to it. Now her cunt lips, just the tip of your tongue. Arch your body to the camera, hands behind your head Sarah please. I want you to orgasm for me, a slow build up. Just your tongue tip and a fingertip please Roger. Tease, tease, tease. Don’t hold back Sarah. The camera loves the look on your face, so do I. Keep teasing Roger.

“So good, so good, was that slow enough?,” Sarah smiled as she orgasmed for the camera.

“Lick his nipples please Sarah, just the tip of your tongue with your fingers around the tip of his erection. He likes that doesn’t he?”

“Now lick just the tip of his erection please. Now suck just the tip of his erection, the camera loves you, both of you.

“On your back on the day bed Sarah please. Slide the tip of your erection over her nipples please Roger. Tease them, look at them responding. Now lean over her Roger and slide your erection between her lips. You are a big boy, much bigger than most of the men I work with. You must be nine-inches and thick.

“A sixty-nine for me please, fellatio and cunnilingus, respectively, Roger on top. Now sideways please?”

“Any suggestions Sue? Stirling asked.”

“Sarah wants you to photograph her magnificent big ass while Roger is licking her cunt lips.”

“On your back on the day bed please Roger, now sit on his face please Sarah. Your ass is a photographer’s dream from any angle Sarah,” he told her as he shot from behind, then lots of other angles.

“Any other suggestions Sue?”

“Some pics of me licking Sarah while she is sucking his cock? And some pics of me sucking Roger’s erection?”

“That is so erotic, a fully dressed girl half their age, creating a menage,” Stirling smiled as he photographed.

“Any further suggestions Sue?”

“Some erotic pics of them fucking. We have had an hour of erotic foreplay. And some pics of him rubbing oil over her big ass.”

“Hands on the wall please, while he oils your magnificent, big ass Sarah, now clench your ass cheeks for the camera.

We commenced fucking with me sitting on a chair and Sarah sitting on my erection so Stirling could take pics of her ass in that position. Then fucking her from behind on the day bed.

“That really is erotic, a fully dressed girl half their age, alternating kissing her and licking her erect nipples while he is fucking her,” Stirling smiled as he photographed.

“Now the money shot please? Stand with your back to the wall Roger, the camera loves your huge cock, hands on your head, some fellatio from your lady. The camera loves you both. Will you swallow for me Sarah, please?”

I was watching Sue for her reaction out of the corner of my eye, as Sarah had my boner right on the brink. I was sure I could hear her whisper, “I would love to fuck you both,” as my body spasmed and Sarah swallowed while Stirling kept shooting pics.

“The magazine loved your pics,” Stirling told us a few days later. They are prepared to negotiate a fee to publish them. They would also like another shoot with both of you in erotic sexy lingerie which they will provide. And some golden shower pics this time. “Would two next Saturday be suitable. Would you like me to bring a twenty-year old boy as an extra assistant this time?”

“Yes and yes,” we both told him.

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True til we got off the bus

Pamela’s Transformation by Andy

Pamela’s Transformation

Just saw a great short 14-second clip. A thin woman is seen bent over under a
large horse. She is nude but you can only see her outer thighs, arms and small
breasts with protruding nipples. She has a couple of bangles on her arms that
are kind of funky. I like this woman very much because of what she is doing.

This raven-haired beauty is holding a horse’s very large penis in her hands as
she inserts the head of the animal’s cock into her mouth. After sucking hard you
hear the horse whinny as he fills the woman’s mouth with horse come. The woman
gags on the copious spend, removes the horse cock from her mouth, spits out a
large mouthful of the insipid semen and with the cock still throbbing and the
stallion jism still hanging from her chin, reinserts the giant member into her
mouth.

I’ve always been fond of women with no self-respect when it came to sex. After
bouncing around with various relationships, I sank to the bottom to find the
tramp I wanted. I was riding on a bus in Manhattan after having scored some
blow. Naturally I had fired up and was nicely lit. It was a real hot day in the
middle of August and I didn’t want to walk 15 blocks to my train. I was sitting
in the back when a black woman got on. This woman was tired-looking, disheveled
and spaced out. She had on a dirty cotton skirt that barely reached the middle
of her thighs. What made me notice her was that she was wearing a zippered
jacket in this steam bath atmosphere.

Well this woman sits directly across from me and the first thing she does is
drop down in the seat exhausted. Her legs were spread so wide that I actually
could see her cunt. My prick got hard and I realized that she noticed me adjust
my hard on so that it would point upwards rather than straight out. The woman
looked in to my eyes tiredly and opened her legs even further. A woman sitting
next to me noticed too and got off the bus in a huff. The open-legged girl gave
the woman the finger.

I had my eyes riveted to her cunt when my stop approached. As I got up to leave
I reached into my pocket and gave the woman a $100 dollar bill telling her that
she looked like she could use it and to thanked her for showing me her vagina.

I got off the bus and the bus started to pull away and then stopped again. The
black woman got off and stood next to me. She thanked me for the money and asked
me if I would like to spend some time with her. I really had nowhere urgent to
be so I asked her if she wouldn’t mind coming to Jersey with me. She agreed
instantly and we must have made quite a sight. I looked immaculate in a suit and
tie and this washed out black woman was hanging onto my arm.

Well we made it to my car and I opened the door for my “date”. Before I could
say anything she told me that she wanted me to use her in any way I chose. I
told her that I was glad she felt that way and gave her another $1000 dollars to
tide her over. She said that she had no place to put the money and would I hold
it for her. I suggested that she roll the bills into a tube and insert them up
her ass. She did so immediately and we had a good laugh over it.

I asked her why she was wearing a jacket on such a hot day. She told me it was
because she had nothing on underneath it and did not want to get arrested again.
Her name was Pamela Brown and she was doing her best to enjoy the moment. As we
talked I assured her that if she had no where urgent to be I would buy her some
clothes give her some money and that she needn’t worry.

Pam stated that she felt real good and that we would have a good time. The
air-conditioning was on and the windows were tinted. I suggested that Pam remove
all her garments and throw the rags in the back. She pulled down the zipper of
the jacket and revealed a very large bust. These fuckin’ cans hung down to her
waist. They came from the sides and literally exploded into view. Pam
immediately cupped her bust offering them to me. I told her she had the most
perfect bust that I had ever seen. She removed her skirt and asked me if she
could keep her shoes on.

So before long I was heading for my apartment with a large busted, open legged
whore in my car who did not have anything except high heels on. As we had
another 40 minutes of driving time ahead of us I told her what I expected of
her. When I started telling her that she would not be hurt in any way, she
stopped me. She told me that there were some forms of pain that she enjoyed as
long as she trusted the person she was with. Pam mentioned that she liked to
have lit cigarettes put out on her bust. I stubbed out the Marlboro I was
smoking on her left breast and she cooed nicely. She then mentioned that she had
to go to the bathroom and wasn’t sure how long she could hold it.

I had Pam open the glove compartment and remove a 12 oz glass that I had in
there. Urinate in the glass if you don’t mind as I can’t yet justify you walking
into a rest area naked. Miss Brown then says that she would go anywhere naked
for me regardless of what happened to her. Anyway she was worried that her urine
would mess up this beautiful car. I assured her that it would only enhance the
car and so what.

Pam placed the glass under her vagina and filled it to the top in an instant.
She said, “Oh fuck, I still have more to go.”

I had her hand me the glass and I guess she thought I was going to chuck it out
the window. I raised it to my mouth and downed her hot salty piss in one gulp
smacking my lips as I burped urine breath into the car. Pam was staring at me
wide-eyed. I asked her if she was upset with what I just did. She answered me by
grabbing the glass from my hand and repositioning it under her cunt. She peed
again until the glass was full. Then without taking her eyes off me, Pam raised
the glass to her mouth and drank her own hot urine. I could swear that she truly
enjoyed this as I realized I had to stop for a light. When the car came to a
halt, Pam reached over to me and kissed me on the lips, openmouthed, passing a
little urine into my mouth. We embraced kissing deeply as the people behind me
were honking their horns.

I pulled away thrilled and speechless. Pam broke the silence by telling me that
she had never been hopeful of meeting someone who would play piss games with
her. She told me that she would drink her own urine often but that she rarely
got even a droplet of any human piss. I asked her why she said human piss. She
seemed a little embarrassed but told me that she hoped I wouldn’t be turned off
but that sometimes she put her hands in fresh dog urine when she saw them peeing
on the street and tasted it.

I assured her that I thought she was wonderful for being the kind of person
honest enough to admit to it. I told her that I thought it was proper behavior
and that she shouldn’t be afraid to tell the right people. I told her that in
addition to urinating in her mouth myself, I had access to dogs, horses, pigs
and monkeys that we could have a lot of fun with.

She was laughing out loud and I could see the transformation of her personality
as she became totally comfortable with me. At this point it was time to cross
the last remaining bridges with her. I told her that I loved urine games, animal
sex and was also a devotee of shit. I explained that I ate my own shit and loved
anyone that would join in shit-eating. Pam told me that she was afraid to
mention that deep-rooted desire but that she had never had the opportunity to
try. She had liked the smell of her own shit but had been afraid to try the
taste test. I asked her if she had to shit now and she said that she had to go
badly. I mentioned that we were approaching the apartment and that she should
try to hold on a little longer.

I pulled into the garage and Pam and I got out of the car and walked into the
apartment. I went in first so that my two Doberman’s wouldn’t feel afraid. Pam,
much to my surprise was very comfortable, even though she was naked and bent
down and let the dogs smell her hands. Soon she was petting them and they
nuzzled her.

I grabbed a couple of beers out of the fridge and tossed one to my new woman. I
had the feeling that this would be a magnificent time. Pam wolfed down three
quick beers in a row and told me that she couldn’t hold in her shit any longer.
I had her squat on the kitchen table and I placed a large platter under her ass.
In no time at all she was expelling large brown turds onto the plate. It was an
incredible amount and when she passed the last wind she looked flush with
expectation.

I removed my clothing and revealed my large cock and balls to Pam for the first
time. She drooled over it and quickly festooned her mouth on my cock. I started
to fuck her hot mouth just to get the mood started. The smell of the shit began
permeating the kitchen. I stopped Pam’s sucking and motioned her to sit down at
the table.

I grabbed some silverware and a few large 32 ounce goblets. I proceeded to fill
to entirety, one whole glass with my urine. Pam had recently just pissed in the
car and I was ecstatic that she reached for a goblet of her own and proceeded to
fill it to the top. We set our glasses of micturation directly in front of us on
the kitchen table. I reached under my ass and filled one of my hands with a
large hot turd. I took the shit and bit off a mouthful showing Pam how I was
eating my own shit. I made sure to chew it all and show her that I indeed
swallowed the entire handful. I drank some of my own urine to wash it down. Pam
was cupping her bust and frigging her cunt rhythmically.

I then took a fork and filled it with Pam’s excrement. I asked Pam is she was
still afraid and she showed me by guiding the forkful of her own shit directly
into her mouth. She chewed slowly as I had moaning in ecstasy all the way. I fed
her about ten forkful’s before I had her wash it down with her choice of urine.
She got up and went to where I kept the glasses, got another and made a half and
half mixture of both of our urine’s. She drank the mixture in one gulp.

At this point I wrapped my arms around her and we embraced tenderly. Our mouth
stunk from our meal of waste but it was a garden of wonderful aromas to us.

I went into the bedroom and had Pam try on clothes that I had accumulated from
various women friends. We outfitted this woman into the most perfectly adorned
goddess you could ever imagine. She had chose a short tight fitting black wool
dress that reached only to mid thigh. Her bust was bursting through the strands
of material but were perfectly situated to reveal the heaviness and contour of
this now beautiful woman’s giant breasts.

I picked out some diamond earrings and a necklace for her as presents. We then
went out to eat and drink. Heads turned as I walked into my country club with
this black narcissus on my arms.

We ate a fabulous meal of beef and chicken along with starches and breads all
designed for later use. We had 4 bottles of champagne between us and were
totally soused when we left.

When we were leaving one of the other member’s wives that I knew intimately came
and introduced herself to Pam. Wendy Tiffany was a large busted dish-water blond
whose husband didn’t understand her one bit. When I inquired about her mate,
Wendy said that he was away on business. Before I could even think that far
ahead, I was pretty shit-faced, Pam asked Wendy if she would like to come over
to our place. That quickly, the three of piled into the car and took the short
ride home.

As soon as we got inside I whipped out some blow and dusted off my guests. Just
so Pam would understand perfectly I immediately took my cock out of my pants and
walked over to Wendy. Mrs. Tiffany knew exactly what to do. She opened her mouth
and waited until I was urinating down her throat. Pam was instantly naked and
waiting for her turn. I gave Wendy about five good mouthfuls and moved over to
see what Pam would do. Pam squatted down between Wendy’s leg waiting for a
drink. Wendy didn’t keep her waiting long as she urinated directly into Pam’s
mouth. Pam did not spill a drop. We stripped our clothes off and watched as
Wendy stuck her hand down a throat and made herself vomit. This fetid puke
splashed all over her bust. After barfing, Wendy started picking up chunks of
puke and reinserting it into her mouth. Pam situated herself so that Wendy’s ass
was over her head and face. Wendy shit directly into Pam’s mouth. As Miss Brown
was eating her new girlfriend’s waste, I plunged my very hard and hurting dick
up Pam’s ass and urinated until my piss forced its way back out.

After I emptied my bladder in the Pam’s ass, she got up and situated her asshole
and cunt over the white slut’s mouth, face and hair. Pam covered Mrs. Tiffany in
torrents of turds and a mixture of shit stained urine from her ass and fresh
nectar from her own cunt. Wendy was so thrilled she came at least three times in
a row.

At this point I allowed the Dobermans into the room. Rufo’s cock was already
erect. His dog member measures 17-inches long and 5 around. The base of the
dog’s animal cock was as large as an onion. Driller was not quite as long in the
cock area but was equally ready and awesome.

When Pam saw the dog’s giant cocks she reached out for them. I had both women
sit with their backs against the couch. I had the dog’s mount their thighs until
their nails drew blood. Both women relished the pain. The dogs did not commit
until I commanded them and just stayed there with their giant cocks dripping,
hanging in front of the women’s shocked faces. I told the women to open their
mouths and prepare for a sacrament. They did so with great joy and gusto
laughing nervously. I then commanded the dogs to INSERT. The mutts jammed their
cocks into the women’s mouths but did not move. I told the women not to suck
their cocks just yet. I then gave the PLUNGE command. The dogs started to pound
furiously into the slut’s mouths. The women were gagging but relishing every
moment. “STOP!” I ordered. I then had the dogs dismount the women. They were
aggravated but attentive. I told them not to worry, I was just going to create a
little more pleasure for them.

I then had Driller stick his cock up Rufo’s ass. The dog fucked his partner up
the ass until his cock was covered in the Doberman’s shit. Off course I reversed
the position until both of the dog’s cocks were covered in each other’s shit.
Then I had the dogs remount the women and reinsert the now dog-shit covered
cocks in the women’s hungrily sucking mouths. Before long the dogs were
ejaculating large loads down the both of my tramps throats. They swallowed every
drop and had a little left to smear on their faces. I saved my surprise for
last. The girls were still licking the limp cocks when I commanded them to PISS.
The dogs filled both women’s mouths with hot gamey dog urine. After the women
swallowed every drop of dog piss, I shit in their mouths. Pam chewed a very
large turd until it was between her teeth and gross. She smiled at me as I
became her toothpick.

After they finished eating my shit, I ate thiers. The dogs fucked me in the ass
until they came copiously. Rufo urinated directly into my mouth. The women were
eating more food and drinking bottles of liquor to reload.

This was our first date as we collapsed into each other’s arms contently. The
next day we all drove out to the farm. Pam and Wendy refused to wear anything
while they were in the car. They both had made up their faces with an expert
makeup job punctuated with high gloss yellow lipstick, yellow contact lenses and
long hoop earrings. They had also used a piece of wire to keep their large busts
in the cupped mode. What they did was to tie a tight loop around each breast
tight enough to turn their busts blue. In turn this highlighted the veins. This
small wire was then draped around the neck so as to uplift the bust making the
breast bottoms visible and magnifying the contour of the bust for viewing. I
wanted both women to sit in the back to which they each protested that them I
would be sitting up front alone.

After explaining my reasoning, the girls sat in the back keeping their legs
open. I stopped for coffee for all of us. People peered into the car and gawked
at the sluts sitting there open-legged.

Before we left I installed butt plugs in each of their rectums to inhibit and
build up the shit in the bowels. I also attached urine-restraining clips to the
urethras of my women.

It took us three hours to get to the farm and when I pulled into the gate the
first thing the girls saw was a very large black stallion galloping in the
corral with his giant semi erect penis dangling as he ran. The shudder in both
women was audible. When the car stopped it was a wonderful sight to see two
large busted, naked women running to the corral, hopping the fence and
approaching the stallion with a combination of caution and exuberance. Suddenly
Wendy slipped on horse-shit and fell on her ass into a pile of gamey sticky
horse pucky. She laughed and realized that her hands were buried in the shit.
Without hesitation Wendy grabbed the largest ball of shit she could get her
hands on and smeared it all over her face and bust. Then she stuffed the
stinkin’ horse filth into her mouth and chewed and swallowed the entire pile. I
was so transfixed by this sight that I didn’t even notice that Pam was trying to
lie down under the stallion as he was grazing.

I asked Pam what she was trying to do, and as she lay there with her legs wide
open and her large black bust cupped, she told me that she was hoping the horse
would urinate. I told her that the best way to get the horse to urinate was to
put her mouth around one of the horse balls and to bite down hard enough to draw
blood. She did so apprehensively at first but soon warmed to the task and bit
down. The horse did not react violently but instead started to drizzle his
insipid urine until it became a veritable downpour. Pamela placed her open mouth
right in front of the horse’s pulsating penis and directed the horse’s urine
directly into her mouth as she swallowed furiously.

She had swallowed at least a full bucket of this gamey piss and there was no end
to the stream. By this time Wendy was lying next to her friend with her mouth
wide open and was also gulping down huge amounts of horse piss.

Pam was sitting up and started to vomit deeply. Long gut wrenching gags produced
torrents of the swallowed horse urine. Wendy glued her mouth to Pam’s and
started to drink her friends vomit. Pamela was throwing up into her hands and
rubbing the pungent puke into her hair.

I coaxed my lovely women from under the horse and led them into the house with
my arms around each of them tenderly. At this point I asked them if they were
glad that they still had their butt plugs and urine inhibitors on. They laughed
and suddenly realized what was in store for us all.

We were going to sit down to a formal supper. I would be wearing a black tuxedo
complete with complement. I showed the women where their wardrobe of finery was
and had them pick out stylish outfits.

Wendy chose a long tight tube type shift with that accentuated every curve of
her body. Her hair was perfectly styled by appearing as messy as possible but
perfectly so. Her black outfit highlighted her skin to perfection. Pamela wore
the exact same outfit but in yellow. If you can visualize this beautiful brown
and olive toned goddess with her very large bust bursting from her top, her
yellow contact lenses, her yellow lipstick topped by the tight bright yellow
dress you can imagine how stunning she was.

I called for my servants whom the girls did not know I had. My chief valet was
not a man but a single mother of two young girls, 12 and 14. Her name was Rita
and she had been with me for 3 years. Rita was a 50-year-old woman, with a large
bust an a penchant for the filth that we all reveled in. She was an expert
house-keeper and I could not live without her. I took care of all her family’s
needs. She trained her girls to fit in with the spinage of the house.

When I rang for Rita she came in and I introduced her to Pam and Wendy. Rita
greeted each of my friends warmly and bowed down. Rita mentioned that she would
cook them the most delicious meals that were geared towards providing their
bodies with the necessary content to produce the best shit possible. She would
concoct the proper diet to produce the best shit for their eating pleasure. Rita
mentioned that she would also provide the proper liquids for the necessary urine
production. My maid then called in her daughters and introduced the 12 year old,
Barbara, and the 14 year old, Susan. Both of the children were nude and reposed.
Their young breasts were quite large for their ages and their vaginas were
incredibly hirsute for such young girls. Rita said that the girls would perform
ritualistic acts of any kind and that they were assigned to Pam and Wendy for
their use.

Pam chose Barbara, picked up the busty little vixen and tongue kissed the little
trollop tenderly. Wendy did the same with Susan. Rita asked me if it would be
all right if she removed her clothing and functioned naked. I strongly agreed
and helped her remove her things. Rita weighed 174 pounds but had the largest
bust I’d ever seen. Her bust measured a full 126 inches in circumference and the
cup was gggg. They hung down to her svelte hips with ease.

Our dinner party was about to get under way. Cameras were set up throughout the
house so that nothing went unrecorded. Every angle would be seen, every depraved
act would be taped and photographs would be posterized and hung all over my
estate.

Rita instructed Pam and Wendy in the proper way to handle her daughters. They
loved rough degrading treatment. For example this is the way you treat them, she
said. She walked over to Barbara and Susan and grabbed handfuls of each of their
hair. She told Barbara to put her mouth on her mother’s ass. She shit a large
turd into her daughter’s mouth, waited until her girl ate the bomb and filled
the young girl’s mouth again and again. The girl ate her mother’s shit smiling
all the way.

At this point the dinner was about to be served. My menagerie sat at the table
and a feast of veal, chicken, beef with potatoes and corn was served with heaps
of gravy and copious amounts of beer, wine and coffee. Each person had quart
bottles of amyl-nitrite (rush) to snort at will. We took two hours to consume
every morsel and every drop of liquor. We finished off 7 cases of beer, 12
bottles of wine, 2 bottles of scotch and a gallon of coffee. Everyone was 1 inch
from bursting.

The second course was about to begin. We had the finest china and crystal placed
before us. I sat at the head of the table. Pam was to my right with young busty
Barbara to her right. Wendy was to my left with her Susan right next to her.
Rita was outside selecting beasts for our pleasure. When she returned the girls
were stunned and exhilarated to see what she had brought us. My maid had 5 male
Shepards with huge dangling cocks stationed next to each seat including her own
at the opposite head to my own chair. Rita had the large stallion tied up in s
sling and raised 6 feet off the floor, on a winch, to make it easier to access
his ass and cock. She also brought in a few female Dobermans, 2 Mandrils with
big cocks, and a large pig with the largest corkscrew cock I’d ever seen. The
party was planned perfectly so nothing was done haphazardly. That is why we were
drugged. There was no rush, no time limit, no nervousness, no anxiety and no
pressure. We were all ready to enjoy everything while waiting to join in
ourselves.

Rita announced that the second course to be prepared would be pig urine
cocktails. She bent down under the grunting pig and bit down on his ball sack.
The pigs corkscrew cock escaped from the sheath and soon pig urine was flowing
from the porker. Rita calmly filled the beaker she had in her hand and got up
and came to the table and filled each cocktail glass marked pig urine up to the
top. The piss was a milky white and had a acidic odor. By the way each glass was
an 8 ouncer lest you think that the drink was just a sip. Each of us grabbed the
pig urine cocktails and applauded each other as we swallowed the pig piss one at
a time.

The next course was a little more robust and was prepared to get the evening off
to the right start.

All 5 of my goddesses were required, one by one, to remove their clothing and
squat in the center of the table. They were ordered not to release the entire
contents but rather to concentrate in releasing a salad plate full of shit only.
Susan and Barbara squeezed out the exact amount to perfection. Rita had taught
her daughters well. Pam and Wendy were perfectly lewd by inserting their fists
into their rectums and actually pulling out a large lump of their own shit and
manually placing it in the dish. Rita stuck her fist up my ass and I rewarded
her my first farting in her face and then by letting one right sized shit ball
to expel from my ass. Rita filled her dish with a warm pasty concoction that was
equal to chocolate pudding.

I then went around and poured a large shot of grappa into each dish. Rita blew
snot into each dish. We were advised to sample one fork full from each dish
each, both chewing and swallowing the crap. We would then vote on the foulest
tasting waste. Explanations had to be given as to why a particular selection was
made. After finishing the last of the shit salad, we eventually that Wendy’s
shit was the most aromatic. Barbara’s shit was the firmest. Pamela suggested
that Rita’s shit pudding was the tastiest because you could drink it right down.

It was entree time. 3 large industrial sized cooking pots were brought into the
room. Everybody would have to empty their bowels completely. The fucking horse
had just dropped a large load on the dining room floor and Susan and Barbara
collected enough to fill the bottom third of each pot. Each of the dogs were
fucked in the ass by me causing my prick to bleed. This in turn caused each of
the dogs to shit into the pots also. Horse, dog, pig and monkey urine was
drained form the animals and a mixture was made.

Rita took a large handful of this disgusting mess and smeared it into her hair.
Wendy, Pamela, Barbara and Susan did the same until their hair was matted and
smelled awful. I took a large handful and also covered my grey hair until it was
brown and filthy.

We than began to feel the beauty of directive basality. The youngest girl,
Susan, lay on the floor as I straddled her mouth with my ass. I shit turd after
turd into the little girl’s mouth and watched her a she ate every bite of my hot
steamy shit. Rita filled Pamela’s mouth with the pudding shit until she was
gagging. Barbara shit into Wendy’s mouth. Then we switched.

When everyone’s asshole was completely emptied I had the women get on their
knees and I commanded the dogs to mount them and urinate directly into their
asses. Wendy also took this opportunity to eat the female Doberman’s vagina. The
lady mutt filled Wendy’s mouth with her salty dog urine. Each dog then mounted
the women and inserted their pricks into the woman’s cunts and were commanded to
fuck until the vaginas of my family had been ejaculated in.

We had vomit and menstrual blood daiquiri’s for desert. Rita had managed to get
the stallion 47-inch penis into her cunt. The horse ejaculated in her vagina
with such force that she was expelled across the room.

At this point we were ready to retire for a little rest. Each of the women had
not yet urinated.

There would be a contest to see who would be the toilet. Pamela said that she
had a better idea. We should fill up as many glasses of piss as possible and
drink our own urine first and then mix the remainder into one giant elixir and
all of us could down that.

Pamela peed into 5 16 ounce tumblers. Wendy did 4. Susan did 3 1/2 and her
sister did 3 even. I managed to fill 6 glasses and Rita did a little more than
I. Susan remarked that this was great because we could each drink at least one
full glass of our own urine, pour one glass over our heads and have plenty of
urine left for the rest of us.

After we had doused ourselves with this flood of urine, the girls decided that
it was time to make plans for the next day.

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This story tracks the sexual experiences of my friend keisha

My first sexual activity started after I turned 17 years old and it was with my bestfriend named Candi who lived not too far from me. I was thick with alot of boobs and ass and she was small built with small breast and a tiny ass. Candi went to my school but was not in my class she was in a lower grade. Not sure how we came to being bestfriends but we were alway close since she entered our school. We became acquainted and before you knew it we became inseparable. One day after years of hanging in her room she said she wanted to show me something… her older brother had a bunch of x rated videos that she had found and we started watching them in her room. Wow, it was hot.. .i was becoming sexually aware but that threw me over the edge. I was immediately captivated by the lesbian scenes and particularly so for oral sex scenes… but for me, I immediately identified with the receiver and not the giver… Candi and I started talking about sex .. apparently she had already given a boy heads a couple of times so she was way ahead of me.. I was a total virgin. I told her that I actually liked the scenes with two girls together .. she laughed and chided me… Do u like girls? It wasn’t mean, more playful… and I said ‘ noooooo’… I’m nothing so far.. I’ve never done it. She asked me what I liked about watching two girls in the videos and I admitted that I was fascinated in the thought of having a girl put her mouth ‘down there’. She told me that she had heard that oral sex felt the best for a girl .. that its supposed to be the ultimate (wasn’t sure where she learned this stuff! Us being bestfriends I thought she was a virgin as well)… and then she said it would be fine by her if I wanted her to try it on me. I still remember that moment clearly… my heart started racing… I couldn’t believe it… but I really really had wanted to try it so bad… I told her I wouldn’t mind… She told me that she had only kissed one other girl. I was very nervous as i sat there. I couldn’t think of anything else to ask her so I asked her who was the girl she had kissed, did I know her? She refused to answer at first saying she dont kiss and tell. just then, She looked into my eyes and I kissed her! Her breath was cool and her lips felt tender…her tongue explored my mouth and It sent a chill down my spine. I found, to my suprise, that I wanted her very badly. I guess it was a combination of the videos, her beauty, and my suprise and excitement of the thought of what Candi and i were about to do. Our kiss lasted forever. I didn’t know what to do but Candi did and the feeling of her soft palms massaging my virgin breast made me weak!. She laid me on the bed. She climbed on top of me and kissed me again, putting her tounge in my mouth. I was so excited I didn’t think I could move. She kissed my neck and breasts and stomach. then suddenly, she pulled off my shorts, took off my panty and there it was…. my little pussy beautiful with just a whisp of soft dark hair. Now, after watching the movies I sort of knew what to expect… I remember how lisa moved over to the side of her bed and I opened my legs and the first time I got my vagina eaten it was my bestfriend in a kneeling position and her pulling my legs back thrusting her tongue into my pussy and licking me hard…she nibbled on my clit it sent an adrenaline rush through my heaving body and my toes got cold. It was amazing… better than I imagined.. I got more more aroused than I had ever been in my entire life up to that point. I remember her putting her tongue inside me and then licking my labia… she told me that the clit was the most sensitive part and then started to lick me there.. after a while, I started heaving.. she could feel me soothing under her mouth.. it was heaven.. then.. it happened….just like in videos… she started squeezing my breast playing with my nipples as she sucked on my clit, then she did something I didn’t expect she started to fuck my pussy with her fingers. I wanted to push her face away as I jus laid there naked and shaken! Clutching the ends of the thin butterfly print bedsheet … My lips quivering as I criedd ohhhh myyy god. I still remember this all so vividly. She asked me if I liked it… i felt embarassed but admitted that I did… she chided me again.. ‘you are a lezzie’ and we both started laughing… I said it felt great and that she could do that to me anytime she wanted… well, from that day onward, we hung out a lot more in her room with her teaching me new things everyday… I loved her naughty streak.. and she let me eat her pussy too. My parents worked and Candi would stop over after school and she would spread her legs for me. Eventually, I kept licking after her first orgasm and she would have a second or a third orgasm. We experimented in all different positions. I love all my memories of Candi… alas, I know not where she is now in the wide world, but her beautiful sweet pussy will always be etched into my memory and just thinking of her makes me wet to this day….. She helped create the freak I am today!

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Sarai has to break in a new slave for her mistress’s kennel!

The Devil’s Pact Slave Chronicles
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2015

Sarai: Madam of the Kennels

Note: Sarai had always been a submissive lesbian and Diane dominated her in The Devil’s Pact Slave Chronicle 5: Via, Freedom. Thanks b0b for beta reading this.

“The disobedience of Sister Cuntrag continued, much to our God’s consternation. ‘If she continues in her defiance of my will like an ungrateful beast, then I shall treat her like one.’ So the Living God placed a collar about her throat, dog ears upon her head, and inserted a butt plug into her rectum adorned with a dog’s tail. Then, offering his hand to his Goddess, he walked Sister Cuntrag like a bitch and forced her to perform many humiliating acts. The will of Sister Cuntrag was finally bent to our Gods, and she submitted.

‘Make of me your slut,’ she begged, and was transformed from the foul Nun who dared oppose our Gods into Karen, the Holy Slut, by virtue of our Gods’ love and compassion.”
—Gospel of April 14:34-37

May 21st, 2052 – Sarai Saqqaf – Delhi, District of Southeast Asia

I contemplated my favorite passage of the Gospel of April as I knelt in the Shrine of the Forgiven. The statue of Karen that graced the center of the shrine was sculpted of the finest marble and captured the Holy Slut’s beautiful countenance. Every time I stared at it, I remembered our passionate affair that weekend forty-years ago. She was a Nun then, going by the name Sister Louise Afra, and tricked into opposing the Gods.

But they forgave her and named her Karen.

She was the first woman to ever dominate me. She took my maidenhead in the bathroom of Delta airplane flying from Chicago to SeaTac. I had been a stewardess then. Karen taught me to accept that I was a lesbian and forget my misguided, Muslim beliefs.

And then I met Diane at this hot club in my home town of Tacoma, the Clam Diver. She realized what I was, a submissive looking to be dominated, and that afternoon in her apartment, she made me her slave while Via watched.

Diane rose high in the Theocracy. Her friendship with the Goddess granted her the Archdiocese of Southeast Asia. My lover collected other slaves over the years. Special women trained by me to please her. All were bastard daughters of the God Mark. I followed the teachings of the Gospel, and broke each girl to my Mistresses desire.

“Madam,” a gentle voice whispered.

I turned to the two kennel slaves kneeling before me. Jordan Smilingfox, cinnamon-skinned and raven black hair, and Akane Mirai, almond eyes and porcelain face, adoringly stared up at me. They were my personal bitches, given to me by Diane out of gratitude of my loyal service. They wore dog collars about their neck; headbands with dog ears on their heads, and butt plugs adorned with dog tails up their asses.

Just like Holy Karen.

“Yes?” I asked, annoyed that they interrupted my devotion.

“Mistress commands your presence at the mansion, Madam,” Akane answered.

I petted her hair and she smiled at me, rubbing her cheeks against my thigh. They were my favorite slaves, some of the best I ever trained. I gathered their leashes, and they crawled before me, their cute asses wagging their tails. As we moved through the large Church, worshipers and clergy bowed to me.

Outside, Lily Klerk and Miranda Peck waited with my rickshaw. They were pony girls, horse-tailed butt-plugs shoved up their asses, their hair long, falling down their naked backs. Harnesses covered their bodies, attached to the rickshaw. My bitches helped me into the rickshaw. A riding crop lay coiled on the rickshaw’s seat. I grabbed it and snapped the end on my ponies tanned asses.

They giggled, pulling my rickshaw at a jog while my bitches ran alongside. The busy streets cleared for us. The Citizens bowed—only Diane and her servants used a pony girl rickshaw—as we passed. I could tell their professions based on how they dressed: janitors in charcoal coveralls, government workers in gray suits and ties, nurses in red scrubs and doctors in blue. Everyone was happy. It was the Gods Final Commandment: “Find fulfillment and joy in whatever job, spouse, or home the Theocracy selects for you.”

The only real choice a person made was sexual slavery. And only the most beautiful young woman or handsome young man was allowed that choice. Sex slaves were the symbol of status. If you worked hard at your job and rose high, you might be allowed to bid on a slave.

My ponies made good time with encouragement from my whip licking their cute asses. They had a nice sheen of sweat on their tanned skin. Both were blonde, their hair lightened by decades in the sun. Along with Hannah, the two girls were Diane’s earliest collections.

“You did good,” I praised as my bitches unharnessed them. I held up sugar cubes and the pony-girls eagerly licked them off my hand.

“Thank you, Madam,” Lily smiled. I gave her a kiss on the lips and allowed my hand to fondle her bottom.

“You two have earned an afternoon of delight,” I told them after kissing Miranda.
I walked them through the kennel to their cell. They were a breeding pair, and had two daughters that also served as ponies. Mistress allowed Lily to have a cock and she was summoning it the moment the girls were locked in their cell. I wanted to stay and watch the girls make love, but Diane awaited.

Diane was in the study, sitting in her chair. The study had her desk, shelves for books, and one corner was given over to discipline. A spanking bench with straps to hold down an unruly slave sat before a pegboard from which hung a selection of whips, crops, and paddles.

One of the cat-girls licked her feet. The cat-girls were the house-slaves. They wore cute, kitten ears and had cat-tail butt-plug. Their collars had little bells on them that tinkled as they frolicked around the house. They didn’t sleep in the kennels, instead the five of them would find a room and sleep in a pile of naked flesh.

Quietly standing in the corner behind Diane’s desk was a nervous, coffee-skinned girl. She had thick, curly, black hair that piled about her shoulders. She was naked and looked uncomfortable. I figured her age was eighteen, and she had a nice pair of round, plump tits and a curvy figure.

“There you are, my pet,” Diane purred.

I fell to my knees, my two bitches heeling me. “You summoned me, Mistress?”

“Yes, this is Gardenia. My newest slave. I want her trained as a bitch.”

“Of course, Mistress.” I stood up and walked over to a shelf and found a dog collar and leash. “You are Gardenia?” I asked her, stroking her face.

“Yes,” she muttered with a sullen scowl. Diane had a knack for finding girls that were less than enthusiastic about becoming slaves.

“Yes, Madam,” I corrected. “Fail to address me properly, and you shall be disciplined. Fail to obey my commands promptly, and you shall be disciplined. Fail to perform satisfactory, you shall be disciplined.”

“Yeah, uh, Madam.”

I thrust the collar at her. “From now on you are a bitch, and bitches wear their collars at all times.”

She eyed it, then blinked at me stupidly.

“Put the collar on, Gardenia!”

She shook her head. I could feel Diane’s eyes on us. “Bitches,” I snapped. Jordan and Akane gracefully rose and grabbed the girl.

“Let me go,” she shouted, struggling in my bitches grasp.

They hauled the struggling girl, her breasts bouncing nicely. My bitches were strong, they exercised daily, and they easily dragged her to the spanking bench and bent her over the hard wood. Gardenia yelled and spat as they pulled her arms into the leather cuffs attached to the benches legs, then strapped her knees to the other side, spreading her wide open and giving me a good look at the tangled, black bush between her thighs.

“The paddle,” Diane ordered. “Twenty spanks.”

I glanced over and the cat-girl, Annie, had buried her face between Diane’s thighs, busily working her tongue through Diane’s pussy. Mistress loved watching a disobedient slave be disciplined. I selected an oak paddle, stained dark with holes drilled in the wood. I gave it a swing, the air whistling through the holes.

Perfect. I moved to the disobedient slut and swung.

Crack!

“Holy shit!” Gardenia gasped.

“Wrong!” I barked. “What do bitches say?”

“I don’t know,” the slave wailed.

Akane licked Gardenia’s face and whispered in her ear, “You should have said, ‘Thank you, Madam, this bitch needs nineteen more spankings.’ You count down, okay.”

Smack! Gardenia’s dark bottom was tinged red.

“Thank you Madam, this b-bi…” She snarled her tongue around the word.

“You can do it,” encouraged Jordan sweetly, licking her lips. “Just admit what you are…a bitch!”

Like good cop-bad cop from TV shows and movies, I was the harsh mistress and Jordon and Akane the gentle slaves.

Spank!

“Thank you, Madam. This b-bitch needs seventeen more spankings,” she sobbed.
“Wrong!” I smacked her ass with my bare hand. Her right asscheek glowed red. “You start the count at the beginning. You don’t get to skip ahead.”

Crack!

“Thank you, Madam,” Gardenia spat out quickly. “This bitch needs nineteen more spankings.”

“Good job,” Akane murmured.

I switched to her left cheek, landing a nice blow. “Thank you, Madam!” she gasped. “This bitch needs…uh…eighteen more spankings!”

My paddle whistled then cracked on her ass. Her cheeks jiggled and her hips wiggled as she strained against the bonds. Gardenia sobbed her count, and I glanced at Diane. She had a handful of Annie’s fiery hair and ground the slave’s face into her cunt, sighing softly. My own pussy was releasing a flood of juices down my thighs.

I would need relief when I finished.

Crack! Smack! Crack!

Gardenia’s ass grew brighter and brighter, her squeals louder and louder. Tears ran down her face, making me just wetter. Diane groaned, Gardenia’s tears triggering a powerful orgasm, tossing her head, framed by black ringlets.

“Thank you, Madam! This bitch needs three more spankings!”

Another stinging slap, reddened cheeks jiggling, my pussy burning for a woman’s mouth.

“Thank you, Madam! This bitch needs two more spankings!”

The ache in my clit burned, beckoning for my fingers to provided soothing relief.

“Thank you, Madam! This bitch needs one more spanking!”

I wanted to rub my cunt on her burning ass.

Crack!

I lifted my skirt, exposing my shaved pussy. Gardenia cried in pain as I rubbed my pussy on her tender ass.

“Oh yes,” I sighed as I massaged my pearl into her pliant flesh, smearing my juices, an ointment to soothe her burning as she soothed mine. “Gods yes!” My pussy contracted, cream squirting out as my body thrashed in passion. My head threw back and I stared sightless at the ceiling as rapture engulfed me.

I gasped, panted, contentment flooding my body as I straightened my skirt. I glanced back at Diane and found her working at her desk, Annie curled into a ball on the floor beside her stroking her pussy and biting her teeth to keep from loudly moaning.

“Free her,” I commanded.

My bitches obeyed, deftly unstrapping Gardenia. The girl wiped her tears from her narrow face, nostrils flaring as she fought off more sobs. She stood up straight, still full of defiance. I thrust the collar at her. She hesitated, eyes flicking towards the spanking bench, and sullenly took it from me and strapped it around her neck.

“Good,” I answered. “Gardenia is too pretty a name for a bitch. You shall be Cuntlapper.”

“Yes, Madam,” she answered.

I hooked the leash to her collar. “How do bitches walk, Cuntlapper?”

“I don’t know,” she mumbled.

“Do you need another twenty spankings?”

“No, Madam.”

I jerked the leash so she looked at me. “Then answer my question, Cuntlapper.”

“Umm, on all fours.” She winced, fearing she gave the wrong answer.

I nodded my head and waited, staring fixedly at her. She wilted, swallowed, and knelt on the floor.

“Good girl,” I cooed and petted her hair. “Let’s go bitches! Back to the kennel. Cuntlapper, just follow Jordan and Akane.

She slowly crawled, her knees not used to moving across rough surfaces and she kept wincing. My eyes were fixed to her dark, rosy ass, so cute as it swayed between my other two bitches. She would need a tail, and that brought a smile to my lips. I loved breaking in a new slave’s asshole. It was so much fun.

By the time we reached the kennels, I was grounding my teeth and wishing I had a crop. A few flicks of a whip on her tender ass would motivate her to keep up the pace. The new bitch looked into the cages, the small rooms pairs of bitches and pony-girls lived in. Most were occupied with pairs relaxing in their free time, playing games or watching television or making love. All of them were daughters or granddaughters of Mark.

I led her into the supply bar, the wall covered with all sorts of sexual toys: dildos, butt plugs, clamps, restraints, whips, paddles, gags, hoods, vibrators, I chained her leash to a post in the center while Akane and Jordan found comfortable spot to cuddle on the floor.

“Which plug should we start with?” I mused out loud, my fingers running across tapered, black plastic, dog tails hanging from the wide end. I hefted a thick one. “This one, Cuntlapper?”

Her eyes widened in shock and she didn’t answer me.

“I asked you a question, bitch!”

“No, Madam,” she squeaked in fright, her eyes flicking to the paddles.

“Are you sure?” I purred, stepping up to her and holding it between her eyes. It was five inches at its widest. “Your ass would be stretched open with this one. Wouldn’t you like that?”

“No, Madam.”

“You will,” I promised. “Akane, ready the bitch!”

“Yes, Madam.” The Japanese bitch crawled to Cuntlapper and pitched her bottom. “On your hands and knees, bitch!”

“Yes…uh…”

“Alpha bitch,” Akane growled, nipping her ass. “Reach behind and spread your pretty butt-cheeks.”

Wincing, Cuntlapper spread apart her burning ass-cheeks, exposing a brown sphincter. Akane licked her chops, then buried her face in the Black bitch’s ass. Her eyes widened as Akane tongued her sphincter, then a smile appeared on her face and she purred.

“You like that, bitch?” I asked, standing in front of her. I unlaced the bodice of my priestess vestment, a translucent, white dress trimmed with gold. My round, dusky breasts popped free and I stroked a hard, dark nipple.

“Yes, Madam,” she moaned.

My dress slipped to the floor and her eyes fell upon my naked curves. “Time to put your mouth its proper use.”

“I’m sorry, Madam?”
“What’s your name, bitch?”

“Gar…Cuntlapper, Madam.”

“Exactly.”

She inhaled my tart arousal. Her tongue was wonderful. Agile, flitting light as a feather across my labia, brushing my clit. Sparks flew inside me and my head threw back and a low, purring moan escaped my lips. I gathered a handful of her voluminous, silky hair and ground my cunt into her skilled lips.

“I was right when I named you, bitch!” I gasped. “You were born to lap cunt!”

“Madam, may I fuck this bitch’s ass?” Akane asked, looking up at me between dark-red asscheeks.

“Yes!” I hissed.

“Thank you, Madam.”

A cock blossomed from Akane’s crotch, her clit transformed by the Shophkah spell. Thin and long, the head dark pink and weeping clear pre-cum. I made sure I had a good grip in Cuntlapper’s hair as my Japanese bitch mounted Cuntlapper and shoved her cock up the new slave’s ass.

She screamed into my clit, humming through my little pearl. The tinder caught inside me, my passion blazed through me. I gasped, smearing the bitches face through my cunt. She kept sobbing, Akane thrusting hard and slow, breaking her ass in.

“Fuck the bitch!” I gasped. “Make her cum on your cock!”

“Oh, yes, Madam!” grunted Akane as she humped away.

Another orgasm burned through me. I loved watching a bitch get degraded. Breaking her down until she was ready to serve, eager to please. Her tongue speared into me, her moans no longer full of pain.

“I think she likes my cock. Squeeze that asshole. Work those hips. That’s a good bitch!”

My legs felt weak, but I had one last thing to do. She tried to pull away as my piss shot into her mouth. I held on tight and Akane’s thrusts drove her face back into my pussy. I sighed, pleasure tingling through me as I emptied my bladder. Acrid yellow leaked out of her mouth, dribbling onto the floor. Her eyes shone with humiliation.

My cunt exploded. Pleasure. Rapture. Passion. Electricity. Sensations overpowered me. My muscles contracted. I stumbled back, catching myself on the post, panting as my body trembled in small aftershocks.

Her face was a mess. Tears ran out of her eyes, pussy cream and urine decorated her face. A puddle formed beneath her and I shook my head. I grabbed her hair and shoved her face down into the piss. “Lick it up, bitch!”

Her tongue lapped across the concrete floor then moaned, her body trembling. The humiliation and shame mixed with the pleasure and pain. Confusion and lust warred in her face as she came despite the degrading treatment. No, she came because of the degrading treatment.

Akane howled, burying herself in Cuntlapper’s ass, her face a rictus of pleasure as she unloaded cum in her ass. I grabbed a 3” butt-plug as Akane pumped the last few times, squeezing every drop of her seed out, before she dismounted.

“Oh, my Gods,” panted Cuntlapper.

I shoved the butt-plug up her ass, lubed by Akane’s cum.

“Now you’re fully a bitch!” I smiled.

June 8th, 2052 – Sarai Saqqaf – Delhi, District of Southeast Asia

Diane pissed in Cuntlapper’s mouth. The bitch’s training was complete and she didn’t need to be held in place to accept her Mistress’s urine. She gladly drank the piss. When the stream died down, Cuntlapper licked Diane’s pussy clean.

“Thank you, Mistress,” Cuntlapper purred. “This bitch enjoyed drinking your urine.”

“You’re welcome,” Diane purred, stroking the slave’s head, then my Mistress looked at me. “You did well with this one, Sarai.”

I smiled and bowed. “Thank you, Mistress.”

“Do you want to be my bitch forever?” Diane asked, bending down to stare Cuntlapper in the eyes.

“I do, Mistress,” Cuntlapper smiled. “I’m your bitch.”

“Cuntlapper is such an inelegant name. You can be called Gardenia once more.”

Tears glistened in her eyes. “Thank you, thank you, Mistress.”

Diane climbed into our bed and I slid in beside her, kissing my mistress on the lips. “You’re going to get a very nice reward,” Diane promised me, then glanced at Gardenia. “Dogs sleep on the foot of the bed.”

“Oh, sorry, Mistress.” Gardenia hopped on the bed and curled up at our feet, her coffee skin stark against the white comforter.

“So what is my reward?” I asked.

“Sit on my face and I’ll make you howl, Sarai.”

I beamed. “You always do, even after forty years.”

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Two teenage black girls have to put up with their father’s sex needs, and how they coped.

Samone was a young black girl of 22. Her mother had died while she was in high school. She now lived with her sister, Trish, and her father. It was a very hard time for all three.

Not long after her mother’s death, her father began drinking. A lot. He came home most nights quite drunk, and he had started to be abusive to the sisters. The girls became closer as they began to be afraid of their father. They began to sleep in the same bedroom to share each others fears.

One night the father came home and went into the girl’s bedroom. He watched them laying there in bed huddled close together with the look of fear on their faces. He stepped forward and grabbed the blanket and pulled the bedding off the sisters.

They laid there in only their panties and bras and they were so afraid. This seemed to excite the dad as he hadn’t had any closeness to a woman since his wife had died. He came closer and grabbed Samone’s panties and tore them from her. The girls were screaming for their father to stop. The screaming seemed to raise the rage in him. He could only see Samone’s hairy pussy staring him in the face. His mouth was watering and dribbling down his jaw. He paused for just a second and fell forward onto the bed. The girls grabbed each other and tried to shove their father away kicking with their feet. It didn’t work. The father grabbed Samone by the hips and plunged his face between her legs and started licking and sucking on her hairy pussy.

Trish jumped on her father’s back and was trying to fight him off, but he was to big. Samone was crying and telling her father to stop. He just kept sucking and licking. HIs tongue was running from her asshole to her clit. He was getting his fill of sucking pussy and moved up and over Samone. His big black cock was hard now for his young daughter’s pussy. Samone’s screams only made him more wild. Her pussy was wet from all of her dad’s wet mouth slobbering all over it.

As her dad placed his cock at the entrance of her wet pussy, he shoved with all his might. His cock plunged all the way into Samone. He busted her cherry and keep going until her hit her cervix, and she was no longer a virgin.

Samone had never felt such pain. She was screaming while her arms were flaying on her dad’s back. She tried to get from underneath her attacker, but he was to strong. After he hit bottom, he started coming out and then ramming back in as hard as he could. Samone was still in such pain that she was about to pass out. Her dad kept pumping in and out of her sweet cunt. It wasn’t long before his balls started squeezing and he was getting ready to blow his load. He held Samone by her hips and slammed his last thrust into her pussy. He paused a few moments as his cock pumped out all he had stored up for so long and slowly deflated,and he slide out.

He looked down and saw his cum and Samone’s blood from her hymen being broken. In a moment of clarity, he was afraid of getting his daughter pregnant and what should he do? He had to get all that oozing cum from his daughter.

He looked over at Trish and grabbed her head and forced her between Samone’s legs. “Suck all the cum from your sister”. Trish was fighting back and trying not to be forced to lick her sister. Her father smacked her hard across her face and again shoved it into the bloody cum. “Suck it I said”.

Samone was laying there in a daze, not quite knowing what was going on. She saw her sister’s head between her legs and wondered what was going on. Trish was afraid of what her father would do if she didn’t do as she was told, so she ran he tongue between her sister’s legs and was very repulsed by the taste. Blood and cum, but she forced herself to continue.

Samone remembered that her father had raped her and the pain was almost more that she could bare. It was horrifying, but now Trish was doing something that was kind of soothing to her painful cunt. It wasn’t long until her father said “thats enough. Her cunt is clean. You girls had better never tell anyone of what happened here tonight, or you will be very sorry. I am the boss in this family and what I say, goes. Now go to sleep.”

After the father left the room, the girls hugged each other and trembled in their fear of their father. As Samone looked at her sister, she saw the dried blood on her face. “What happened Trish? Did dad hit you?” Trish, feeling humiliated, not wanting Samone to know she had licked blood from her sister’s pussy, said “yes. He is a mean dad. He scares me”. Samone felt the same way.

The next night the dad came home a little drunk, but not as drunk as the night before. He knew what he was going to do. He went to the girls room and the girls were hugging each other again in fear of what the father was going to do. Again he grabbed the bedding and pulled it from the bed. The girls again were in their bra and panties. This time he went for Trish. He wanted her virginity like he had taken Samone’s. He like that tight pussy.

This time he didn’t get Trish’s pussy wet. The hair he saw between her legs made him so excited, he just forced her legs apart, positioned his hard black cock, rubbed it around and little and, bang. He rammed it in. Trish’s scream was so loud both Samone and her father was worried the neighbors may hear.

As before with Samone, the dad plunged in and out at a fast pace. Again hitting bottom and coming all the way back out. He was feeling so good, it wouldn’t be long until he filled this daughter’s cunt full of man cum. It was happening. He started to holler. His balls began to boil. He stiffened and shot his load up Trish’s cunt.

He slowly came out and smiled as he saw the blood and his creamy cum. He looked at Samone and wagged his finger for her to come to him. Samone, being afraid, did as her father wanted. He pointed at Trish’s bloody cunt and said “lick all that cum and blood from her pussy. She licked yours, so it is time for you to clean her”.

Samone remembered seeing Trish’s bloody face and then she knew how it got that way. Knowing there would be trouble if she refused, she went between Trish’s legs and licked up the drippings. She knew she had to, so she didn’t think much about it, so she did a good job of cleaning her sister’s blood and cum.

The dad said “you two know how to clean pussies. I don’t want to get you pregnant, so this will keep you from it. Just suck it all out. “ The father even raped them when they were on their monthlys. The girls were getting use to licking cum, mixed with blood. “I will be back each night to let you service me. Give me any shit and I will knock the hell out of you.”

The girls were so afraid, but didn’t know how to prevent their dad from raping them each night. They did know that sucking out the cum wouldn’t keep them from getting pregnant, so they went on their own and got birth control pills. They just didn’t know what else to do.

As time went on the dad didn’t come in every night to deposit a load in his daughters. His cock was still hurting both girls as he fucked them and they were glad he wasn’t coming in each night. It was so big, and he didn’t prepare them for his invasion. As he rammed his big cock in their little sore pussies, the girls were beginning to enjoy themselves licking it out. It soothed their stretched cunts and gave them a “feel good all over” feeling. They had discovered climaxes.

After the dad would leave the room, the girls would start licking and sucking. They would suck their dad’s cum out and if they kept sucking, after the sister would climax, the taste would change. Both sisters was enjoying both taste of man cum and woman cum. On the nights the dad didn’t come to their bedrooms, the girls would still enjoy licking each other’s pussy. They soon learned how to enjoy the 69 position and they soon discovered that Samone would squirt a lot of pussy juice when she climaxed. The first time it happened, Trish was on the bottom and when she was soaked down and received a mouth full, she was so surprised, she coughed and spit. She though Samone had peed on her. Samone was also surprised. She knew she hadn’t peed, but the bed and Trish were wet. She put her fingers in it and tasted it. It was not pee. The more they tasted it, they discovered it was quite tasty. They started doing the 69 with Samone on top each time, as this was the only position she would “gush”.

This went on all the time the girls went to collage. They stayed at home under their father’s rule. They were so alone in what was going on in their life, they seldom had any conversations with others. They were just sisters that no one had anything to do with. They didn’t like boys, because they thought all boys had large cocks like their father and it hurt, so they though all boys would hurt them. Both of them were so happy doing what they were doing with each other, they didn’t need anything, or anyone else.

When they graduated from collage and got jobs, they were lost. They started having money and knew they could get away from their dad. They had lived with their father all their life. Here they were 22 and still getting fucked by their father at least twice a week. They hated the cock hurting them, but they loved licking, sucking, toying, and making each out climax. They decided to leave their father and go out on their own. They wondered if they should live together the rest of their lives, or try to fine other girls that felt the same way as them. They started to try to find other girls. They didn’t know where to start, but they went to the internet.

Samone found a lovely on face book and as she worked as a school teacher, she had the entire summer off. She decided to try to ‘hook up’.

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Leeann sat at the bar, forehead in her palm, staring at her almost empty glass of wine. Despair ran through her body like her own blood. She brushed back her red hair and closed her eyes tightly to keep from crying. The job was no high flyer, but she didn’t want to go back to waiting tables. She clenched her teeth. Damn it, damn it, damn it.

She heard someone sit down and felt a presence beside her. She knew better. She didn’t want to go home with any old dick just for some quickie to take her mind off her troubles. No, Leeann knew that it could only lead to more problems.

“You want a refill on that, sister?”

Leeann hesitated for a moment. It was a woman’s voice asking her, not some stud trying to get her on the rebound. Oh she could use that drink and a little girl talk. “Yes, please,” Leeann replied. She opened her eyes and looked over. The woman who sat there looked vaguely familiar. Her name was ….

“Shauna,” the woman said with a smile. He teeth were white and even.

She was a large woman: tall even sitting on the bar stool, sporting what could only be described as a long, thick, brown, mane of hair.

It was as if she had read Leeann’s mind.

“I noticed you sitting here. You worked at the store too, right? seasonal and household goods?”

“Yes, that’s right. I knew you looked familiar.

“I think we mostly worked opposite shifts.”

The bartender put a second glass of wine in front of Leeann.
She took a sip. “This isn’t usually my scene, you know, in the bar after a bad day, but I got it from both sides today.”

“You got your pink slip?”

“Yeah, and when I got home I found out that my man had traded me in for an ex-cheerleader.”

“Awe, Darlin’ that hurts.” Shauna draped her arm across Leeann’s shoulders. “Don’t worry, we’ll sit here and have a few drinks and a few laughs and put it all behind us.”

Leeann drank and they talked about the store. She felt the warm glow of wine as their conversion became more personal. “He was good in bed,” she confessed. “And he was excellent with his tongue.” Leeann put her hand over her mouth, and then giggled. “Oh, I can’t believe I just said that!” She took another gulp of wine.

Shauna smirked, “He was that good, huh.”
“You couldn’t even begin to imagine.”
Shauna leaned closer. “I don’t know about that. I’ve gotten some good head in my time.”

“Really? You’re the first woman I’ve met in a long time who thought her man was even competent at giving head.” Leeann giggled again. “I swear, I am so not like this, talking about my sex life.” She slapped her hand on the bar and leaned closer to Shauna. “Was there something your man did that just made you wild?”

Shauna put her hand gently on Leeann’s. “I never said it was a man.”
Leeann froze, then slowly looked at Shauna.

“Look, all I can say is that never a man was born that could lick pussy the way a woman can lick a pussy. A man just can’t know.”

Leeann found herself aroused at the thought of having another woman’s soft, knowing mouth guiding her to orgasm. She felt her cheeks get hot and her pussy tingle.

Shauna leaned in close, putting her mouth close to Leeann’s ear. “Darlin’ I only even mentioned it because you look so down. I thought a real expert licking would a real ‘pick-me-up’ for you.” She gave Leeann’s hand a little squeeze. “I didn’t mean to offend you, and I won’t be offended if you say no.”

Leeann looked back at Shauna. Being with a woman wasn’t something that she’d ever thought much about except in her most intimate fantasies. She realized the generosity and selflessness with which Shauna made the offer. She knew it was just what she needed. Leeann pulled her hand out from under Shauna’s and placed it on top, giving her hand a little squeeze.

Shauna met Leeann’s gaze. They locked eyes for a moment, both sensing what was about to happen. “Please,” Leeann said. “I could really use a good friend with a good tongue.”

Shauna smiled and nodded. She tossed some money on the bar to cover the tab. “Stop in the ladies room.”

Leeann did as she was told and went right to the ladies room with Shauna following close behind. Inside, Shauna cocked an ear, listening for anyone else. Determining that it was empty, Shauna motioned to the last stall. “In there,” she said.

Leeann entered with Shauna right behind. Shauna locked the stall and gently put her big strong arms around Leeann. “It’s going to be okay Darlin’. Everything is going to turn out all right. Just relax and let those job blues wash away; let me lick them off you.” She caressed Leeann, holding her close with one arm and with her free hand rubbing her breasts and thighs and ass. She kissed Leeann’s throat gently and then with a little tongue swirl. She kissed her way from the base of her throat to her ear where she began nibbling.

Leeann could not help but reacting. Shauna knew how to make a girl feel wanted and loved. She hugged Shauna tightly and began kissing her soft, powerful throat. A small gasp left Shauna’s mouth, letting Leeann know that she was on the right track.

Without speaking, they began kissing. Quietly, softly, gently, lips exploring the mouth of the other. Tongues reached out, flicked, licked, retreated and advanced again.

Shauna let her hands roam freely over Leeann’s body. She placed one hand wide across her back to keep her close. The other hand she used to unbutton her shirt. Within a moment she had Leeann’s bare breasts popped out of her shirt and bra. Her breasts were large and pale; her nipples were dainty, pink and erect.

Shauna cupped one breast in her hand and rubbed her nipple with her thumbnail. Leeann inhaled sharply, briefly wincing, then slowly relaxing. “Oh, it feels so good.” Shauna bent her head down and put her mouth to the redhead’s breast, sucking her nipple.

As she suckled, Shauna gathered up Leeann’s skirt and pulled it up around her hips. She put her hand on Leeann’s pussy and could feel raw heat. “I want to lick you now,” Shauna whispered. She pulled Leeann’s panties down to her ankles and had her step out of them. She put her hand on Leeann’s pussy. “Oh Darlin’, you’re SO wet.” Shauna maneuvered Leeann so that her back was against the wall. She squatted in front of her, then gently guided Leeann’s thigh up and over her own shoulder. She smelled Leeann’s pussy musk and began with soft kisses on her inner thighs while gently caressing her ass.

Leeann whimpered and trembled. She had never even imagined something like this.

Shauna pushed her face into Leeann’s wet, red curls; they tickled her nose. She gently spread her new friend’s labia and then started with gentle flicks of the tongue against her engorged clit. Slowly, she licked all the way from her clit down deep, digging with her tongue. Her nose was deep in Leeann’s cunt when she used her powerful neck to shake her head back and forth.

Leeann moaned and pressed her crotch into Shauna’s mouth. Every flick, every movement of her tongue was perfect. Shauna picked up the pace of her tongue thrusts, enjoying her excursion into Leeann’s velvety cunt.

Leeann’s whole body began to quiver with excitement and orgasmic anticipation. Her thighs quivered, her breasts jiggled, and deep inside, low, behind her pubes she felt a rising tension, a intensifying heat. She placed her hands on the back of Shauna’s head and pulled her face harder to her pussy. “Oh yes,” she whined. Shauna’s tongue was heavenly. It kept going and going and then Leeann could hold out no longer. She let out a long, low, loud moan; and another and another. He ass muscles were cramping. Her pussy was convulsing and she felt like she would end up as a puddle on the floor if this crazy woman didn’t stop licking her. She moaned loudly again and gushed. There was nothing she could do but let the sweet orgasmic release rip though her body like a tidal wave over a village.

Shauna paused her licking, knowing that Leeann was satisfied. But she couldn’t help herself. Shauna indulged in one more lick causing Leeann to grunt sharply. Leeann pulled at Shauna’s thick mane, trying to get that wonderful loving mouth out of her cunt while she recovered.

Shauna stood up.

Leeann kissed her full on the mouth, deeply. A tear ran from the corner of Leeann’s eye. “Thank you, oh, thank you. I needed that so much tonight.” Leeann kissed her again and again. “What do you want? Please, tell me,” Leeann begged. “I will do anything for you.”

Shauna grinned. “Don’t you worry. I have some ideas. She unlocked the door of the stall and walked out. “We can talk about them on the way to my place.”

Leeann put her breasts back in her shirt, her panties in her pocketbook, and followed Shauna out the door.

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