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This is a continuing story about a young white girls travels as a white slave to black men

White Slavery or is it Really Part 2

Part 2

The boy at first did not know what to do. But seeing these older women used in this brutal manor and animal way, plus the sounds and actions the young girls were making. Immediately started his wangee to become very hard once again. He had watched the girls swim and play nude in the creeks and river near there village, a situation that had aroused him in the past but nothing like what was happening to him now. He had heard these men say something but did not understand, most of what was said, in effect it was something like they would save these girls, especially Adanna for tomorrow evening and with the drug that was smeared on them. They would be ready and willing to do anything there captors would want them to do, and this would bring a higher price especially for the white one when she was sold! As the boy slipped off into the jungle, he still did not quite understand what he had seen, or why his wangee was still so hard? He did know that if the warriors from his village did not return soon, to this place and save these girls they would never be seen again!

When he had finally made his way back to the village he had gone straight to the tribal elders and when the word spread, the fathers of the abducted girls including Adanna’s all wanted to find and rescue their daughters before anything bad could happen to them.
By now it was getting dark and they would not be able to go until early the next morning. As they gathered early the following day in preparation, Adanna’s parents were shocked to see these peace loving people arming themselves with bows arrows, bolo knives and poison darts! Her father and mother were both peace loving idealists, and had never seen these people so mad or intent on returning these girls from harm. Adanna’s father asked the chief and his able warriors if they were going to use deadly force to get the girls back, they all answered nodding their heads with a firm yes. Then they stated that these men who had taken there daughters were mercenaries, men with guns that had no concern for others, and would not hesitate to use them!. Further they stated that if they did not get there very early this morning they would probably have no hope of rescuing the girls!

Adanna’s father chose not to go as he could not bring himself to be part of this forceful rescue even if it meant that he would never see his young daughter again!. He wanted them to negotiate, talk and reason with them or offer them things of value in exchange for the girls release.
The chief and his warriors only laughed at this naive view of the circumstances, saying that they had nothing to offer that would equal what the girls would bring on the open slave market. The chief and his warriors then slipped off into the jungle with there weapons and war paint. The young boy, who normally would not have been allowed to go on such a dangerous outing had to, because he was the only one that could lead them to the place where the girls were being held.
They had made there plans as to how they were going to raid and recover the girls, once there they crouched hidden from view early that morning waiting, and watching this group of men most of which had gotten quite drunk the night before. The previous evening the girls were tied in such a way that they were able to watch these men brutally rape and abuse the women of the camp. Several of these men would forcefully bend these women over crude wooden stakes with a cross piece. First tying there wrists and then their ankles, one would get in front, the other in back and would both penetrate her at the same time! After some time of this, these men would just grab the women’s heads while the other man would hold there bottoms and force them hard on to their wangee’s “pricks”, holding them their until they exploded into their mouths or cunts they would then moan and groan with pleasure as the women would shriek from this brutal abuse!.

As the girls watched, some of the young ones with a mixture of dread, and older ones with anticipation especially with their privates, so wanting attention! They did not fully understand the mixed sensual feelings of puberty their young bodies were having.
None of the girls were able to sleep in this condition and just ended up hanging from their bindings as this spectacle unfolded before them. The Chief, warriors and the young boy had archived complete surprise. The guards that had been posted were in a drunken stupor and were easily overpowered and clubbed into unconsciousness. Only one of the mercenary tribesmen had to be killed as he had got off a few wild shots before the poison darts took effect.
The girls were aware that something had happened, but due to there condition and how tired they were from their ordeal did not know or realize what that was. When their hands were finally released they immediately went to there genitals to relive themselves of this terrible sexual desire, even though most of the sex type drug that they had been smeared with had finally worn off.

All the girls were now safe, as they made the long trip back to there village they were left nude. To put leather briefs back on them would have created more uncontrollable desire, with it rubbing on their pubic area as they walked. The young boy who had helped in their rescue was now a true warrior and looked on these girls in a new and much different way. Once the girls were back in camp they were greeted by there parents, who were all very happy to see them all well and relatively untouched. The older women of the village had been warming pots of soapy water, and as each girl was brought to the communal bath they were placed in a shallow granite basin, while warm water was pored over them and with this soapy water their nipples and gentiles were washed clean in this process. Each girl would react with a very pleasurable squeal as there nipples and pubic area was vigorously scrubbed clean by these older women!

This young warrior who had lead the rescue party, was allowed to help carry the warm water and could not help but noticed the swollen nipples and clits as each girl was washed especially Adanna’s contrasting pink nipples and very swollen clitoris this was in contrast to her very fair white skin. The sight of this made it difficult for him to keep his very hard member from poking out from under his leather loin cloth briefs. Adanna’s parents were relieved that there daughter had returned unharmed, and were further relieved that only one of the mercenaries had been killed!

Only several months after this had happened, her father had a fatal heart attack! She found out later that he had been suffering from a heart condition for some time. This is one of the reasons that they had stayed in this village with these kind and simple people, this place was also the reason that allowed him to live as long as he did.
He was buried in this place, near the village that he loved, and where he had spent so much of his life. His death however had created problems that they were unable to solve. Her mother being a single white woman could no longer live in the village without a husband. She had thought about marring one of the tribal elders, but most already had numerous wives and although she was still an attractive woman for being in her late thirties, she also had health problems from all the years of living in this crude jungle environment.

So, it was decided that they would return to the states. This would allow her mother to get the needed medical attention, and health care that she would need and hopefully resolve these problems. The thought of returning to the states for Adanna was quite a shock, and very upsetting especially after just loosing her father. She had lived so simply that it was very hard for her to comprehend all the new and frightening possibilities that she would now have to face. She had been born in the states as an infant, but knew nothing of this strange new land that they were about to become part of!.

Her mother tried to explain many of the things she would have to know, and do. Automobiles, trains, bus’s, airplanes and the people! So many of them, especially in the big city where they were going to live. Her mother had home schooled her, as well as many of the other native children, and although she had listened and learned she had not really paid close attention to the details, never thinking that one day she would return and have to live there.

But now, she tried to remember all the things her mother had taught her. It was decided that after they returned to the states she would attend one of the smaller private colleges, so that she would become more worldly, and with the idea of perhaps pursuing some sort of college degree.

Her mother surprised her by suggesting that they bring along one of the native girls so that she, would not have to face all these new things by herself, and also to keep some contact with her past. Samanya it seemed was the perfect choice, she was almost two years older than Adanna, and for some reason had been somewhat of an outcast in their village? She had grown up and developed much faster than the other girls.
She was very bright perceptive, and worldly beyond her years, she had read every kind of book and piece of literature she could get her hands on, about Europe and America and had paid very close attention to what Adanna’s mother had taught her about the wonders of the world and this strange new land. The big cities, and all the opportunities they had to offer, good and bad. Samanya had never dreamed,that this would now be offered to her.
The fact that she, had also been the older girl who had talked the other girls into investigating Adanna’s gentiles and that the results of this had lead to the girls new, stimulating and very pleasurable sexual experience seemed to make this choice all the better. Further because of the personal sexual experience they had enjoyed were now very close friends. Almost like sisters, and they had been spending a lot of time together after her fathers death.

She, had also been one of the girls along with Adanna that had been abducted and had experienced first hand being smeared with this erotic drug that had lead to her and the other girls experiencing uncontrolled sexual desires, as well as having this revelation of men lusting for her! She, much like Adanna had at the time, been very disappointed that they had not deflowered her, a condition she had been looking forward to with some apprehension, and even more anticipation. Samanya had asked Adannas mother many questions about life in the states, about sex, racial discourse, marriage and relationships. The fact that in Africa where they lived almost everyone was black and that during her young life she had seen very few whites the exception of course were several missionaries and Adanna’s parents.

Samanya was told that in America blacks were considered to be the minority, and for many years had been treated badly, and thought of as second class citizens. She was further told that this had been changing for the better over the last dozen years. She had also been told that over 150 years ago there had been a very lucrative slave trade, and that many people had made large sums of money dealing in the slave business. The irony of this, had allowed many black people in the states to benefit from the guilt of whites for the brutal and degrading things that had been perpetrated on these black slaves well over 100 years ago, especially the black slave girls. Adanna was now sixteen years old and after the death of her father, the trauma from that, alongwith the new life changing possibilities of living in this new land had matured her physically. But she was still a very naive and innocent young girl. She did however look somewhat older than her 16 years!

As they packed there belongings Adanna’s mother had a number of clothes that had been stored away for many years as well as some the prudish missionaries had given, in trying to keep the village women from leaving their bare breasts exposed and uncovered. This of course had not worked as the women of the village thought it was silly, so Adanna’s mother had saved many of these clothes and although they were very plain they were at least presentable. She let the girls pick through all these items, and the dresses they picked quickly revealed, that on them, with there fully developed young bodies, left little to ones imagination. Especially because there were no bras or underwear among the clothes they had picked from!.

Money had never been a problem, in the small village where they lived. They had never wanted or needed much. But now they were going to one of the biggest cities in America to live, where money and affluence would be required. Adanna wondered as she finally realized, and started to worry,.. how would they afford to survive?

She had posed this question to her mother, who finally set down with her and in a matter of fact way had tried to explained that they were very well off. This situation had come about by the fact that her grand parents and even her great grand parents had been quite well to do. When they had passed on they had left a rather large sum of money in trust for them knowing that some day they would return to live in the states. Her fathers annual income for the almost 20 years or so that they had spent in Africa although modest had been invested and reinvested wisely. It alone had done quite well. They of course had never needed much, do to their frugal lifestyle and even the subsistence he received was rarely used. The results of all this would allow all three of them to live quite comfortably, and to take care of her mothers health problems, the fact was, that they would not have any worries about money.

Now with there few belongings packed, the local villagers helped them haul it to the only road, a very long trek through the jungle of almost 70 miles that took several days. From there it was on a tired old bus that jerked and bumped along until they finally arrived in the big city of Bangi at this point they boarded a train that took them on to Cameroon.

They both had dressed in identical very plain white cotton dresses that barely covered their breasts, ended at there knees, and were held up by a small cord that was tied behind their necks in a bow.
They were very shapely and beautiful young women. The fact that the dresses they wore did little to hide the shape of their breasts their nipples or the curves of their attractive young bodies, this fact had at first not dawned on any of them including Adanna’s mother. It soon became apparent that most of men in their company and a number of women seemed to be staring at them, no matter where they went. Both had become quite inseparable and in awe of this strange new place Bangi! They, had paid little attention to the strange and interesting looks they were now getting. Samanya was quite amused and really enjoyed this new found attention! Adanna on the other hand was very bashful and naively uncomfortable with the blatant stares, and could not understand why these men were looking at her in this most unusual way, and then remembered the tribes men that had abducted them had also looked at them in this most lustful and unsettling way! .Adanna had very mixed emotions about those that looked her over?

Once at the Cameroon airport, and as they checked in for there flight to London there had been some sort of problem with Samanya’s passport and documents. The area in the Central African Empire of the Congo where they had came from, had been well known for diamond and drug smuggling. The smugglers in the past had supposedly used innocent young women in this endeavor and they, just coming from the area coupled with the fact that Adanna’s mother earlier had called on some very influential old friends that had government connections to help secure the needed documents. This along with a large sum of money to the right persons was intended to speed up and ensure that Samanya would be granted the proper paper work a passport and permanent citizenship in the US.

The security and customs people in Cameroon had never seen documents, with this kind of high level endorsements and automatically assumed that they were forged and that the girls were involved in some sort of illicit activity. The fact that they were both listed as sisters and with the same last name, one being black, and the other white, had confounded and compounded the authorities interest in them. Although Adanna’s passport was quite in order they took her along with Samanya anyway, thinking that somehow she to was also involved!

They were both taken to a large room several floors below the main terminal that was quite secluded. Adanna’s mother had vigorously protested, but was assured that it was quite normal, due to the circumstances. Once in this room there was a small table and a several chairs, and with a guard on the door this matronly security agent told the girls to take off all their clothes! Neither of the girls were wearing a bra, and Samanya without hesitation and not wanting to incur any kind of problems with the authorities undid her bow and wiggled out of her dress quickly followed by pulling the laces on her thong type briefs and was standing there totally nude in front of this woman in less than a minute!.

Continued in Part 3

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“…….and Ensign Murphy continues to show
improvement following reconstruction of both his
right tibia and fibula………Crusher, Chief Medical
Officer…U.S.S. Enterprise.”
Beverly Crusher eased back into the soft
padded chair behind her desk as the computer shut
off her medi-recorder. Medical science may have
advanced to the semblance of magic in the last few
hundred years, but that arch enemy of all physicians
– paperwork still remained — even if it now resided
on a computer disk.
She leaned back in the chair and closed her
eyes, only to be interrupted by the beep of her
office’s door chime.
“Enter,” She said, rubbing her sore eyes.
“I thought I’d fine you here, your nose buried
in the medical reports.” Said the dark haired woman
who entered the room. “I thought you promised me
that you’d slow down a little and take some time
off.”
Beverly smiled as she focused on the sight of
ship’s counselor, Deanna Troi.
“I’m glad to se you Deanna, ” Beverly said,
“It gives me an excuse to take a break.”
“You need more than a break,” Deanna said
as she walked across the room and sat down across
from Crusher’s desk. “I’ve already spoken to the
Captain and as of now, you’re on 48 hours of R &
R.”
“Deanna, really…..” Beverly interrupted.
“I’ve way too much work to catch up on here.”
“No arguments, ” Troi countered, “As of
now Dr. Selar is taking your place as acting CMO,
and you are on leave.”
“Seems like I don’t really have a say in the
matter,” Beverly smiled. Deep inside she knew she
could really use the rest. “I guess you already have
my little vacation already planned out for me.”
“As a matter of fact I do,” The Betazoid
said. “You’re going to love the spot I’ve got picked
out. Beautiful blue sky, soft green grass,
magnificent waterfalls.”
“Not another holodeck adventure?” the
Doctor said, remembering similar vacations in the
past.
“No, not this time,” Deanna replied. “If we
used the holodeck you’d cut it short and be running
back here at the first medical emergency.”
“Then where……?”
“Trust me, you’re going to love it.” Troi said
with a wide smile. “Now get packed and meet me in
the shuttle bay in an hour.”
“Meet you?”
“Didn’t I tell you, I’m going with you.”
Deanna said, her smile growing wider.

An hour and fifteen minutes later, Deanna
and Beverly were sailing through the void in the
shuttle, Christopher Pike. Beverly had replaced her
normal blue medical smock with a short sleeve white
blouse and green skirt. A pair of white shorts and
light blue top had replaced Troi’s jumpsuit.
“You still haven’t told me where we are
going?” Beverly said.
“Gamma Hydra IV,” Deanna said as she
worked the shuttle controls. “It’s a small M class
world about four light hours away, so sit back and
enjoy the ride.”
For the first time she leaving the Enterprise,
Beverly sat back and felt some of the weight lift
from her. It’d been such a busy month, she was glad
to be taking a break. She was also glad she had a
friend in Deanna who recognized the strain on her
and forced her to take a rest.

The four hours passed quickly and soon the
blue-white image of Gamma Hydra IV filled the
viewport. With a practiced hand, the two women
put the shuttle down on at the location, Deanna had
marked on the astrogator. Fresh air filled the cabin
as the back door of the ship dropped and Deanna
turned in her seat and with a flourish of her hand ,
indicated for the Doctor to precede her.
Beverly was taken aback by the natural
beauty of the
planet as she stepped out of the shuttle. Deanna’s
description couldn’t compare with the majesty before
her. She stood there speechless as Deanna followed
her out onto the glass.
“Welcome to Beverly’s World” Troi said as
she stretched out her arms.
“Beverly’s World, huh.” the Doctor said in
amusement.
“Well at least for the next forty hours or so.”
Deanna replied. “Total population – 2.”
“Well since that eliminates the possibility of a
dozen strong young men to unload the shuttle,”
Beverly said laughingly, “I guess we’d better get to
it.”

It took less than an hour to set up camp.
Deanna had chosen their landing site perfectly. A
thousand yards away stood a crystal clear lake, fed
by one of the most magnificent waterfalls Beverly
had ever seen. Putting the camp by the waters edge,
Deanna quickly suggested they take a swim before
dinner.
“It’ll just take me a minute to get my suit,
Beverly said as she reached for one of her bags.”
“Don’t bother,” Deanna said as she pulled her
top over her head, exposing a large pair of firm
breasts. “We’re the only ones here after all.”
Beverly hesitated for a moment. Nudity was
second nature for the Betazoid, many of her cultures
official functions such as weddings and funerals
were performed in the nude. As a Doctor, Beverly
didn’t give nudity a second thought in a medical
situation, but old habits made her hesitate outside of
that. Realizing she was being silly, Beverly followed
Troi’s example and quickly rid herself of clothes.
Looking at her body she knew she didn’t
have anything to be self-conscious about. True she
didn’t have Deanna’s spectacular figure, but for a
woman her age she had no complaints. Trying her
red hair into a ponytail, she joined the Counselor in
the cool water.
The water felt good on her bare skin and
soon she wondered why she had even thought about
it. Deanna splashed and tossed water at her like a
little girl and Beverly quickly found herself returning
the same.
Deanna moved up to Beverly and wrapped
her arms around her and gave her a big hug.
“I missed you so much the year you spent at
Starfleet Medical, I’m so glad you came back.”
Beverly returned the embrace, thinking that
she had missed the dark haired woman as well.
Dripping wet, they exited the lake and dried
them self. As Troi made no effort to reach for her
clothes, Beverly left hers where she had dropped
them, no longer feeling self-conscious.
“I’ve got a surprise for you,” Deanna said as
she reached into a refrigerated case and produced a
chilled bottle. “Altarian Apple Wine.”
“Where in the galaxy did you get a bottle of
that?” Beverly exclaimed. “I haven’t had that since I
was in medical school.”
“Well there are some advantages to being a
Daughter of the Fifth House, someday Holder of the
Sacred Chalice of Rix and Heir to the Holy Rings of
Betazed.” Deanna replied as she produced two pure
crystal wine glasses.
“So in other words you asked your mother
and she got it for you.”
“True,” Deanna said laughingly. “but if that
bothers you I can always drink it by myself.”
“No, I don’t care if you got it from a fat
Ferengi, I’ll just keep it in mind the next time I want
to scream in frustration at Lwaxana.”
“She does have that effect on people, doesn’t
she.” said Deanna as she poured the two glasses and
handed Beverly one.
“Mmmmm,” Beverly murmured as she
tasted it. “Its been so long I’d forgotten how
delicious it tastes. You can’t replaced wine like this
with snythehol.”
A second later Beverly remembered the
strength of the wine as she felt her body suddenly fill
with a warm flush.
Altarian apple wine was also used as an aphrodisiac,
one that Beverly had found herself highly susceptible
to that last time she had it.
“It does have a kick to it,” Deanna said as
she sipped hers.
“I’d forgotten how much.” Beverly answered
as she took another drink. After all she was on
leave and supposed to enjoy herself.
Deanna picked up the bottle and sat down
next to Beverly, refilling the contents of her glass.
Beverly could feel the heat of the Counselor’s body
and didn’t need to be a doctor to knew it had grown
as hot as hers.
“The breeze feels wonderful,” Beverly
remarked as she tossed her long red hair. “So far
from the pressures of sickbay.”
Deanna just smiled.
“It’s been so hard since Wesley left for
Starfleet Academy,” Beverly continued, “It seems
like I never have time for anything but work. At
least when he was onboard I always set aside time to
be with him.”
“Still you must be very proud of him.”
Deanna said, sipping at her wine.
“Yes I am, but it was still very hard to say
good-bye to him that day, even with everyone else
there, Data, Will, Geordie, Jean-Luc……..”
Beverly paused for a second , remembering
something.
“But you weren’t there, strange that I didn’t
remember that before. You’d have thought I would
recall something like that.”
“Well you were pretty preoccupied that
morning…”
“Wesley never mentioned it either, now I
know
that he definitely would notice.” Beverly said,
recalling her son’s sometimes lustful looks at the
counselor.
“Well…….Wesley and I said our good-byes
the night before….” Troi said softly.
“The night before……You mean you and
Wesley…..”
“It was sort of a good-bye gift. It didn’t start
out that way, but when he tried, it seemed so
important to him. I hope you’re not upset.”
Beverly paused for a moment, taking another
drink of the wine. “No, its ok, he’s a big boy.”
“It’s a relief to hear you say that, I wouldn’t
want anything to come between us.”

Both women were silent for a few seconds
until Beverly asked…..
“Was he any good?”
Troi nearly dropped her glass in surprise.
“I can’t believe I asked that….” Beverly said
blushing.
“Do you really want me to answer?”
“I don’t know if its a Mother’s curiosity or
the wine, but yes.”
“Well …. he was about as good as you
would expect of a boy that age….but he was very
eager to learn. In fact I can guarantee that some
girls at Starfleet Academy are going to be the
grateful recipients of what he so eagerly learned.”

Beverly felt another warm flush cross her
body. The wine, both hers and Troi’s nudity, the
discussion of her son’s sexuality, their isolation on
this distant world, all were having an effect on her.
She found herself entertaining thoughts that she
once would’ve found shocking.
“I’ve always envied you Deanna,” Beverly
said as she put down the now empty glass. “The way
you can be so free and open. How you could just
follow your feelings.”
“You could be the same way, Beverly.” All
you have to do is act on those feelings.”
“I could never do that, I’d be too worried
about what all those people around me would
think.”
“Well I don’t see anyone around here
now…..do you?” Troi asked as she placed her glass
down next to Beverly’s. “After all, this is Beverly’s
World, where her every wish can come true.”

Beverly Crusher, Chief Medical Officer of
the Federation Starship Enterprise thought about it
for a few minutes. Then she took all the elements of
her life, wrapped them into a little package, and
tossed them aside.
The red haired woman then leaned forward
and kissed Deanna.
The Betazoid quickly responded to the kiss,
gently at first, gently brushing her cheek, then her
lips, then harder as her tongue sought out Beverly’s.
Fire raced through her body as she felt Beverly’s
tongue caress her own, then she backed off, nibbled
on her lips, then drove her tongue even deeper into
her new lover’s open mouth.
For long minutes the two exchanged
tongues, striving to drive them deeper with each
new kiss, tasting the sweetness of each other.
Deanna then broke away and began to trail kisses
down Beverly’s neck, up behind her ears, then down
to her shoulders. Beverly arched her head back to
give Deanna greater access, closing her eyes and
savoring the touch of the younger woman’s tongue.
While she continued to lick the Doctor’s
shoulder, Deanna reached down and cupped
Beverly’s smaller breasts, squeezing them softly.
Then she moved her hands to again caress Beverly’s
face, kissing her again and again.
“I love you Beverly….” Deanna said as she
kissed her once again. “I’ve loved you for the
longest time.”
“I think I’ve always loved you too, Deanna,”
Beverly replied. “I think I was always just too
scared to do anything about it.”
Deanna eased the older woman down onto
the grass. Her mouth now sought out the Doctor’s
breasts and began to suck on them. Her roving
tongue covering them with wetness. Beverly
shivered at the touch of Deanna’s lips on her smooth
flesh as her tongue teased Beverly’s large nipples.
Each lick bringing them to a new hardness. Then
her lips closed on them and every bite and nibble
sent waves through Beverly, causing her to emit
soft moans. Moans which brought great joy to
Deanna.
Deanna reached down between Beverly’s
legs and traced the outline of her red haired mound
with her finger. Then it moved to the center of the
mound and rubbed against it. As her finger became
lubricated by the wetness there, she slowing slid it
between the folds. A soft gasp escaped Beverly’s
lips as Troi slid the finger in and out, soon following
it with a second.
Deanna licked each nipple a final time and
them moved her head down Beverly’s stomach,
pausing to kiss and lick her way. Lower and lower
she kissed her way until she reached the edge of
Beverly’s wetness. The Counselor then kissed one
thigh, then the other. Finally she kissed the center of
Beverly’s ecstasy.
“Oh yes….Beverly said as she reached down
and guided Troi’s head. “It feels so good….”
The smell of Beverly’s crotch made Deanna
lightheaded, she’d waited so long for this. She
reached out and parted the wet lips with her fingers,
moving her tongue between them, driving it deep
inside. She closed her eyes as she savored the taste,
a taste she knew no other woman had ever known.
“Oh God, Deanna,” Beverly said as her body
jumped at the touch. “I never knew it could feel so
wonderful.”
Encouraged, Deanna moved her pulsating
mouth closer and sought out Beverly’s clit. She
alternated between her finger and her tongue,
driving Beverly wilder with each stroke. A rhythm
quickly developed as Beverly reached down and
held the Counselor’s head between her legs, then
lurched forward with each movement of her lover’s
tongue.
Unable to use her hands any longer, Deanna
reached behind and grabbed Beverly’s ass cheeks.
Never missing a beat, she slid a cum lubricated
finger into her anus. Beverly let out a loud moan as
she felt it penetrate, no one had ever tried than with
her before. Then Deanna withdrew the finger and
reinserted it, finger fucking her ass.
Beverly began to gyrate faster as she felt
herself nearing climax. Deanna could taste the
increase in girlcum and opened her mouth while at
the same time she drove it deeper.
The Betaziod was soon rewarded with a
gusher of girlcum, so much that her face was soon
covered with it. She held Beverly tight as the
Doctor screamed out loud and trashed about it
ecstasy. It had been a long time since she’d had
sexual release other than masturbation.
Deanna continued to lick Beverly’s pussy and
finger fuck her ass, stopping only when her lover
finally laid still.
She then withdrew her finger but continued
to lick between her legs, but softly now, taking the
time to clean her thighs of delicious girlcum.
“That was wonderful.” Beverly said in a
breathless voice. “I feel so alive….so exhilarated.”
“I’m glad,” Deanna said as she brought
herself up to a sitting position. “I’ve wanted to do
that for so very long.”
Beverly reached out and pulled Deanna close
to her. She kissed her, tasting her own cum in
Deanna’s mouth. She found it intoxicating. She
continued to kiss her for several minutes, licking
droplets of sweet girljuice from her face.
“I want you Deanna,” She whispered as she
sucked at the Counselor’s earlobe. “I want to taste
you and make you feel as wonderful as you’ve made
me feel.”
“I love you, Beverly,” Troi whispered back,
“My body is yours, take it as my gift to you.”
Beverly drew her close and wrapped her
arms around her. Troi cuddled up against Beverly’s
breasts and closed her eyes in contentment. For
now they both wanted just to hold each
other…..tomorrow would be soon enough to start
again.

The soft glow of warm sunlight woke
Deanna as she stretched naked on the gentle grass.
Her sleep had been filled with dreams of Beverly. A
smile filled her face as she thought of their
lovemaking last night. Realizing that her new found
love was no where to be seen, she reached out
empathically — quickly finding Beverly in the
shuttle. The fire of Beverly’s love was like a candle
in the darkness.
“Beverly….” She called out as she rose to
her feet.
“Be out in a minute…” came the reply.
“There’s breakfast already made.”
Deanna sat at the small table Beverly had set
up and tasted the small fruit treats. As she put the
first sliced piece in her mouth she was shocked and
pleased to find it had a most original and particular
taste. They tasted of Beverly – the same taste she
had so enjoyed last night.
Popping another morsel into her mouth, she
didn’t notice Beverly come up from behind her. The
Doctor reached up from behind and cupped the
Counselor’s large breasts, then began kissing the
back of her neck.
“Good Morning, Deanna….” Beverly purred
as she tweaked the Betazoid’s large nipples. “I hope
you like the breakfast.”
“Interesting recipe, I’m not even going to
ask how you managed to make these.”
In response, Beverly reached out and pulled
Deanna’s face to hers. She kissed her, again tasting
herself on Deanna’s tongue. A second kiss followed,
then a third. In her hands she could feel Deanna’s
nipples hardening.
“Why don’t we skip breakfast and go right to
desert?” Deanna said between kisses.
“I was hoping you’d say that.” Beverly
grinned.

Lifting Deanna out of the chair, Beverly bent
down and kissed each of the breasts. Since
becoming a doctor, Beverly had seen literally
thousands of naked women, but she had never see a
pair of breasts as perfectly sculptured as these. They
cried out to be touched…to be caressed….to be
sucked. Dropping to her knees, she closed her
mouth on the right nipple and took it into her
mouth. She caught it between her teeth and bit
down, just enough to send a small jolt of pleasure
through Deanna. The she opened her mouth and
released it. The she stuck out her tongue and gently
licked it to full hardness. Then she turned her
attention to the left breast which she had been
massaging with her hand.
“You tongue is electric…” Deanna signed as
she leaned back and supported herself against the
chair.
Once the other nipple was just as hard,
Beverly moved back and forth from breast to breast,
sucking with abandon. Deanna ran her hands
through Beverly’s red hair and pulled her mouth
against each breast, encouraging the older woman
to take more of it into her mouth.
Beverly needed no encouragement as she
mouthed Deanna’s tits, covering each with hot
saliva. She alternated between licks and bites,
causing small, sudden jolts of both pain and
pleasure.
Reaching down between Deanna’s legs,
Beverly rubbed two fingers against the dark haired
mound. Finding it already wet, she slipped first one,
then a second finger inside, all the while never
diverting her attention from that magnificent
bosom. Soon both fingers were buried up beyond
her knuckles and covered with lubricating girljuice.
In addition to quickening the pace, Beverly slipped
in a third finger.
Deanna moaned in delight as she abandoned
control of her body. Whatever Beverly wanted…she
would do.
After a few more minutes, Beverly withdrew
the three fingers and began massaging her clit with
her thumb as she slid first one, then two, and finally
all three cum soaked fingers into her asshole.
Deanna jumped with the sudden new intrusion.
Betazoids were far more sensitive in that area than
humans, so the gesture was far more erotic. Beverly
planned to use every bit of her knowledge of
Betazoid physiology to bring Deanna pleasure.
Beverly’s mouth soon replaced her thumb on
the Counselor’s clit, taking it into her mouth and
sucking it as hard as she could. Deanna bucked
back and forth with the motion of Beverly’s mouth
and fingers. She could feel the eruption building
within her.
Beverly licked the drops of precum off
Deanna’s cunt, she had never tasted anything so
sweet. Her tongue drove deep inside, scooping up
the ambrosia and withdrawing it into her mouth.
She could feel the energy building inside Deanna’s
body, but she didn’t want her to cum too soon. Not
until she gave her surprise.
Beverly then began to alternate her tongue
between Deanna’s pussy and her asshole, driving her
to a more maddening frenzy, yet at the same time
slowing down her orgasmic buildup.
Another advantage Beverly had as the Ship’s
Chief Medical Officer was that where Deanna may
have been Counselor for the rest of the crew, the
Doctor had been the Councilor’s Councilor. As such
she knew all the right buttons to push. She knew
that what Deanna secretly craved in a lover was
someone she could surrender herself to. Someone
who would possess her body and soul.
“Oh God….Beverly…..I’m going to cum…..”
Deanna
gasped between breaths.
“Not yet,” the Doctor shot back loudly.
“Please…..I need to cum…”
“I said no!” Beverly said in a loud
authoritative voice.
Surprising the Counselor meekly assented,
confirming the Doctor’s diagnosis.
Sure of her next move, Beverly slowly rose
and licked her way up to Deanna’s mouth. Now her
kisses were harder, her bites drawing a more than a
touch of pain. Deep inside, Deanna shuddered even
more as she surrendered her self totally.
“I have a gift for you.” Beverly said as she
took a step back and lifted a blue carry bag she had
brought from out of the shuttle. “A little something
I made in the replicator this morning.”

Deanna’s eyes opened wide as Beverly
reached into the bad and withdrew her “gift”. In her
hand she held a large nine inch strap on dildo,
complete with balls and realistic veins.
“Its too big…” Deanna exclaimed.
“No its not,” Beverly said as she slipped it
on and adjusted the straps. “You forget I’ve
examined Will Riker many times….I know what
you’re capable of taking!”
With that she took hold of Deanna and
spread her over the table. Moving behind her, she
spread her legs and positioned the hard rubber cock
at the entrance of her dripping cunt. Deanna gasped
as it filled her, inch by inch.
After in was half way in, Beverly withdrew it
slightly, then with a firm grip on Deanna’s asscheeks,
thrusted forward and filled her with her “cock”.
“God!” Deanna screamed. “Oh God,
…Yes…Yes…Fuck me……Fuck my pussy!”
Fast as she could, Beverly fucked her friend
as she screamed again and again for her to do to
harder. Gone was the cool, in control Counselor.
All that remained was a sex hungry slut who wanted
nothing more than to be fucked without mercy.
With every stroke, Beverly drove deeper, as
Deanna reached down and massaged her pussy. She
was now beyond words, nothing existed except her
hot cunt and the girlcock driving deeper and deeper
inside it.
Sweat covered both their naked bodies as
Beverly put every ounce of energy into giving
Deanna the greatest orgasm of her life. Each thrust
sent Deanna further into ectasty, her vision blurred
as an engulfing wave ripped through her beautiful
body. She shook and trembled, unable to breath. A
second, then a third wave radiated from the center
of her womanhood, the least of which was greater
than she had felt from Riker or any man.
The fourth wave was too much for her and
consciousness slipped from her as she collapsed onto
the table. Beverly quickly withdrew from her and
checked her vital signs. A warm smile covered the
Doctor’s face as she found a good steady heartbeat.
For a second she feared she might ‘ve gone too far.
Reaching down she lifted her friend and eased her
onto the soft grass.
“Bev…….Beverly….” Deanna whispered as
she opened her eyes. “I can’t believe….
how….powerful…that was.”
“Shhhh, my little love,” Beverly said as she
stroked her dark hair. “Take a little while and rest”
“But there’s so much I want to tell you…”
Deanna said in feeble protest.
“Plenty of time for that later…..”
“But…..”
“Rest I said……” Beverly repeated as she
caressed her lover’s cheek……”Doctor’s orders.” she
added with a mischievous grin.

---

They both tense up as they hear someone knocking on the door.

“Get dressed, Lil,” Rose ordered me, grabbing my clothes.

My heart was pumping, but suddenly the door just opened. “Lil, Rose, what the hell is going on in here?” Kate whined, looking at both us standing up. “Are you having sex with Lil, Rose?”

She covered herself with both arms and took a deep breath. I was clueless about what to say, but the adrenaline coursing through my system made me hide behind Rose as Kate look mighty pissed off.

‘I sss Rose shedding a couple of tears, but I’m still unsure what is going through her head exactly. No one has said a word for over three minutes, and I’m afraid to rock the boat. Please don’t be upset, Kate. I’m also feeling my pussy leaking out juice too, so I have to stay hidden.

“I’m twenty, Mom, so if I want to get involved with Lil, then I will.”

“Really?” Kate asked, placing her hands on her hips. “You’ll just have sex with anyone then? Is that what you are telling me right now?” she asked before a pause. “No, you are my daughter, and you will not whore yourself. Do you understand?!” 

Rose stood her ground, but her private parts remained unseen for the time being. I couldn’t help, but to feel my pussy again as I just stared at her backside and felt myself shaking somewhat too.

‘I finally got to do it with Rose, and now she is standing naked in front of her mom defending herself on being with me. Oh, this is quite hot. Dare I wonder: is Kate checking out her daughter right now?’ I thought, glanced at Kate’s face.

As that thought stayed on my mind, no one uttered a word, but I nonchalantly began rubbing my twat slowly, enough to please myself, but not enough to give myself away.

“She is my best friend, Rose. How dare you get involved with her. You should know better,” Kate reminded Rose, pushing her somewhat. “She is the one person that has been in your life as much as your father and I,” she mentioned before putting her hands up. “So tell me, what was going through your mind?!”

I stood frozen for a moment as there was dead silence. I couldn’t imagine what Kate might say; I knew Rose wasn’t just going to blab that she had a video on the internet, so it seemed like I watched a very close performance piece.

As much as I wanted to give them their space, I made myself come out of hiding. The floor creaked, but I saw that neither Rose or Kate part their eyes from one another. I came up in between them, but stayed a couple of feet from them for the time being.

I peeked at both of their faces numerous times just going back and forth. Both of them had stern pissed off faces, while Rose crossed her arms and Kate just kept her hands on her hips too. With every passing second, I just thought of what everything meant, but I could only wait to find out.

They held their positions for over five minutes as the only thing that could they heard was the rubbing of my slit. ‘Holy shit, I’m about to take off like a rocket.’

From one second to the next, I saw Rose step towards Kate. “Mom, why are you leaking down there?”

“What are you talking about?” she questioned, backing away and putting her arms up.

Rose, immediately began grinding her teeth and closed the gap again. “Are you attracted to me, Mom? Like in an incestuous way? Is that why you are checking me out?”

“No, of course not, Rose!” she objected, shaking her head no. “How could you ask me such a thing? I’m your mom, and I’m quite upset that you had with sex Lil, that’s all. Are you just lashing out at me now?” she grumbled, starting to walk back and forth. “Did you think I’d frown upon this little sexual outing with Lil and let it go? No, not at all in fact. I want you to get dressed right now, and maybe you can explain to your father what you’ve done here. Do you like the sound of that?”

“No, bitch. Why don’t you start treating me as the woman I am?” Rose inquired, poking her mom’s chest. “I’m an adult, and I can and will fuck whoever I want. Whether it is Lil, an ex of yours or someone I just met. You can’t deny me my rights or just get upset because I’m with someone you don’t want me to screw,” she explained before a pause where she leaned her head back. “Wait a minute, is this a lesbian thing? Are you pissed off because I did it with a woman, and not a man? Can you tell me that’s not true, Mom?”

‘Wow, there are so many things I could say, but this seems like a mother/daughter thing. I don’t know why, but that thought never entered my mind. I can’t imagine that would be an issue for Kate, but I can’t be sure what her answer would be right now.’

“No, this isn’t a lesbian thing, you know me better than that!” Kate yelled, hitting the wall. “Are you just that desperate, that you’d sink that low to try to get out of this? You know damn well this is fucked up, and why I am not okay with this. Do you have any other theories?”

Rose brought her hand to her chin and grinned for a moment. I found it riveting so to speak while watching her. I saw her calmly bring her right hand to her mom’s left side pocket of her skirt.

“What are you doing, Rose?” Kate inquired, failing to stop her.

Rose pulled out her phone and immediately began looking at it.

‘Could Kate already know?’

Everyone stayed silent, but I peeked at Kate’s face. ‘Wow, she is tense now, she must know, and I think Rose figured it out. Oh, you weird skank, Kate, do you like your daughter in that way? Could you? Is it possible that you became swayed by the very same video? Oh, if that is true, I’m witnessing an incest crush, how often does that happen?’

“Oh, you and your lovely friend behind me have something else in common: you are visitors of Pornhub. You know the site where you can watch porn for the low price of free? I can see that just from your history on your browser here,” Rose pointed out before a pause. “You hussy, I can tell that you’ve seen my video, Mom,” she mentioned, prior to holding the phone up to Kate. “You even have it saved on your favorites.”

No said let a single word out as the video played. I saw Rose gawking at her mom like never before, and I couldn’t help, but to continue to pleasure myself. It was like having an all-you-can-eat buffet, but I took it in small portions.

I let my juice out like a fire hydrant and rubbed my pussy raw. I felt like I was about to collapse, but I fought all I could to stay up and watch the turn of events. I smiled widely and felt my entire body tingle as if I had hundreds of tiny vibrators implanted in my skin.

I could tell exactly what point the video was by the sounds, so I knew it had gotten to the point where Rose had gotten naked. Rose knew that too, so she calmly stepped towards Kate and brought the phone within only a few inches of her face.

Rose laid a single kiss on Kate’s cheek. “Dare I ask: do you like my video, considering that it is on your favorites tab, Mom?” she pondered before a gap. “You aren’t upset that I fucked Lil, you are mad that I didn’t get with you, isn’t that right? You have the same face that she did, I can recognize the lust and love coming together. So say the words then, Kate. It is alright to address you by your first name in this context, right? We are talking about you having the desire to have sex with me. I have noticed that you have taken advantage of seeing my bosoms, but why is that, Kate? I’m your daughter, why are you checking me out?”

Kate instantly began shuddering a bit, and she bit her bottom lip too. I loved everything at that point, and it seemed like the video was coming to life so to speak. Nothing and no one could spoil this scene.

Rose suddenly reached over and set her phone on the dresser. Then their eyes met again, and Rose’s hands lazily landed down on Kate’s shoulders. No one uttered a word, but Rose brought her lips firmly to Kate’s.

‘Yes, get some incestuous mother/daughter action going, pretty please,’ I thought, assaulting my cherry.

They held their positions for a moment as neither of them moved, but I was sure that they both wanted to leap together. My hand felt horrible, but it was indeed worth it. I felt the great desire to walk into this scene, but I stayed put.

“Kiss me, Mom, or maybe I should kiss you.”

“Okay, Rose,” Kate muttered before licking her lips.

‘Oh, now they are kissing each other. Rose is kissing her mom right now, and not in a mother/daughter way either. Rose has her right hand on her mom’s face.’

Rose’s lips lazily drifted off Kate’s. “How was that, Mom?” Rose pondered, caressing Kate’s face.

She failed to speak, but her smile said everything. Her eyes went down again, and she checked out Rose’s sexy body. Rose smirked as well, and she slowly snatched her mom’s hands. She calmly set Kate’s palms on her knockers.

She covered her mom’s hands with hers. “Have you masturbated to my video, Mom?”

“Maybe,” Kate replied before slathering her lips again. “Why didn’t you tell me you were in a porno? I’m your mom; I wouldn’t have judged you.”

“Bullshit, did you forget already how you busted me with Lil?” she asked before a pause. “It was just one amateur shot scene, Mom,” she reminded Kate, prior to kissing her again. “Although, you could have told me you had a crush on me.”

Kate failed to answer, but then she lazily let her hand slip off Rose’s tit, and her head went down to it.

“Shit!” I roared, letting out a shit load of my lady juice out onto the floor.

My whole body felt like I was in a sauna and my heart was about to go out too. Although, my orgasm felt amazing as I just built up to it for so long. I just never actually let myself have a full orgasm, but once I did, I was on top of the earth.

I noticed that they never actually started doing naughty because I stole their attention. Their eyes just stayed on me for a moment, but then I blew them both kisses, and they smiled. I lazily made my way to the bed and sat down.

I attempted to catch my breath, but then they followed me right to the bed. I was about to say something, but Rose and Kate both shook their heads no. Then they both peeked back at one another, and Rose lifted up her breasts.

“Now would you mind if I pleasured you, babe?” Kate asked Rose.

“No, not at all, Mommy, I want you to make me feel good.”

Kate let a couple of fingers slither into her daughter’s slit. “Do you promise you’ll still love me after all is said and done?” she wondered, slowly angling her head down. “I’d never want you to resent me.”

“Of course I wouldn’t, Mom,” Rose replied, enveloping her arms around Kate. “I love you.”

They held each other for a moment in silence, and I couldn’t help, but to bring my hand back to my cherry. I didn’t masturbate, but I felt the juice flowing out rather quickly. Without uttering a word, they let go of each other, and Kate calmly lowered her head to Rose’s left bosom.

I watched Kate ever so carefully as she sucked on Rose’s medium-sized nipple hard, but not too hard. I heard Rose mutter things over and over again, but nothing really I could make out. I didn’t speak because nothing needed to be said.

I licked my lips frequently. ‘Oh, the whole act here is beyond hot. A mother and daughter are getting sexually acquainted. What is going through Kate’s head right now? I have no idea, but she knows I love this: she is sucking more and more of Rose’s nipple and finger fucking her too. I had no idea I wanted to see this until right before they started, but now I love it more than ever.’

“Oh, yes, suck on your daughter’s nipple, Kate. Make us both moan, but make sure she knows just how much you love her. You have a ravishing young woman here, and you better take advantage of her while you can. She might not be so willing to do it again.”

“Shut up already, Lil. I’ll let my mom get into my panties whenever she wants,” Rose whined, placing her palms on Kate’s head. “Shit, Mom, you certainly know how to lick and suck on a woman’s nipple. You have me shaking a bit now, you incestuous whore.”

“Hey,” I snapped softly, gently slapping her butt. “Be nice.”

Kate peeked at me for a split second and had her eyebrows down. I just blew a kiss and then she brought both of her hands to Rose’s breast. She held it slightly tight, and she immediately began sucking on her nipple quite hard.

“Oh. fuck yes, Mom,” Rose let out, jiggling around somewhat and stomping her feet. “Just like that. Make me feel excellent.”

I resisted the urge to touch her, but I just decided to smooch her cheek. “May I feel you while your mommy pleasures you, Rose?”

“Yes, Lil. Just don’t tell my dad about any of this.”

“Done,” I answered before I positioned myself right behind her.

I let my legs out on each side of her, pushed my hooters onto her back, let my hands slither to her stomach and then my chin landed on her left shoulder. There I watched the sexy action and indeed saw the lust and love in Kate’s eyes.

“You do undoubtedly love your daughter, but enough for this? That is screwed up, but I do love it.”

We both just viewed Kate’s beautiful face and studied every single square centimeter of it. From the slight red cheeks, her eyes, and everything else. Her skin was not completely clear, but it did not take away from the beauty I saw.

“You must love this, Lil,” Rose pointed out, keeping her eyes on Kate’s. “I feel like I have a river attacking my butt and back. Bring your hands to her head too.”

“Yes, my dear,” I whispered, prior to fulfilling her request.

I couldn’t help, but to kiss Rose’s neck and shoulder numerous times. We were both vibrating, and made each other shake even more. I rubbed my knockers on her back as well, and I was sure between her mom and me, we made her feel like she was in heaven.

The sexual nirvana was intoxicating, and I certainly felt like I was in my heaven too. Whether I knew it or not, I loved the incest thing for reasons I couldn’t understand. The desires became unburied, and they were front and center.

“Fuck me, that feels amazing, Mom, now I’m crying because I think I love you just a little more than a mom now. Would you mind if your best friend joins you now? To double the pleasure, so to speak?”

“No, Rose, you are having an unbelievable intimate moment with your mom now. I assuredly wouldn’t want to impose on you two more than I already have. I’m watching her letting your nipple out now. She is licking it repeatedly and making you twitch a bit too. This is beyond wonderful, I feel like you could tell me I have cancer right now, and I wouldn’t give a shit. You two are committing incest at this moment.”

“At least give me a kiss, Lil.”

I couldn’t resist that request, so I slowly leaned right to her and pressed my lips onto hers. I closed my eyes, and I was sure she did the same. I still heard the slurping sounds of Kate’s tongue on Rose’s nipple.

I couldn’t help, but to keep my fingers on my slit. Although, I felt another set of fingers calmly come onto it. I wasn’t sure which lady brought their fingers there, but I seemed to love not knowing. Suddenly, our vibrations just went up a notch.

‘Oh, I had no idea these two could be this kinky, and now Rose is even letting her tongue into my mouth.’

We made out for a few minutes as Kate never stopped pleasuring her daughter. I noticed that both of us were also breathing quite heavily too. With each passing second, I found myself even more turned on, even though I had juice plummeting out of my twat.

After five minutes, my lips calmly parted from Rose’s. “Shit, I think I love you two now.”

“The feeling is mutual,” Rose whispered before she peeked back at her mom. “You are one in a million, Mom.”

Kate rushed up to Rose and pasted their lips together. I just sat back and viewed the show: their eyes were closed, they made out passionately, encased their arms around another and let the love show like I had never seen before.

Of course, I had to resume playing with my cherry, but I certainly enjoyed having the honors for the time being. Even as Kate wasn’t nude, she didn’t need to be for the sight to hotter than hell. Between the incest thing and just being in sniffing distance of two women making out, I couldn’t be happier.

After fifteen minutes, Kate’s lips lazily drifted off Rose’s. “Damn, babe, you are stunning,” Kate complemented her, leaning to her knees.

“Well, I’m your daughter.”

“I’ve masturbated to your video well over two-hundred times.”

“You bitch,” Rose attacked her, coming up with her. “I think it was good enough to get over three-hundred, Mom.”

Their faces were only a few inches away, and they did smirk at one another somewhat. Kate brought her hands to Rose’s melons and grabbed them firmly. I shoved my fingers up into my pussy and groaned quite a bit.

“I’ll work on that, Rose, only because I love you more than a daughter.”

“May I see you now, Mom?”

Kate’s arms swiftly went up, and Rose wasted no time stripping her mom from her blue tank top. Kate stood up, and Rose couldn’t resist, but to get her mom’s jean shorts off as well.

“Damn, your body has just gotten sexier, Kate,” I moaned, assaulting my snatch. “Even just in that bra and pair of panties, you are ravishing.”

“Do you have a crush on my mom, Lil?”

“Maybe, now get her naked and do things with her that mothers and daughters aren’t supposed to do together.”

Rose’s hands made the trip right onto Kate’s back, and a few seconds later, she pulled off her mom’s bra and took a glance at her rack. She instantly seemed stunned, and even a little bit of drool fell from her mouth too.

“Maybe lesbian incest is in our blood,” Kate pointed out, closing the gap. “I’ve never been with a woman, but I want to fuck your brains out, Rose. You are my beautiful daughter, and I want you. I know you want me, so can you do me a favor?”

“What, Mom?”

Kate kissed her daughter and placed her hands on Rose’s shoulders. “Take off my panties, and escort me to your bed. Then I want you to eat me out just as you did in your video. I want you to do it right in front of your horny Aunt Lil. Will you do that for me?”

“Yes, mommy,” Rose muttered, prior to lowering herself to her knees. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Rose slowly snagged Kate’s dark green cotton panties and brought them down lazily. I immediately noticed the sexy patch of hair on her slit, and she even got me to shed a couple of tears. Rose gradually rose up with her mom and brought their hands together.

Without letting a word out, Rose had her mom lie down next to me, and she positioned herself down towards her wet cherry. My mouth opened up widely and sped my hand up even quicker. The whole bed felt like it was in an earthquake, and Rose hadn’t even started.

“Oh, yes, kiss your mom’s legs all over, you sexy young thing. This is like a live action magnificent painting, with a nice dose of incest. Give your mom that great pleasure that you gave that other older woman in that video, Rose.”

“I will now keep my mom company,” Rose ordered me, letting a couple of fingers into Kate’s pussy.

I placed my head on Kate’s shoulder and let my left hand onto her left tit. I had to get a feel for her body as well, and Rose didn’t seem to have a problem with that. She watched us as she began thrusting her fingers.

“Oh, that feels pretty damn good, sweetie, but don’t tease me. I want to feel your tongue enter my cunt now, so please do it for your mommy.”

She blew Kate a kiss with her other hand and slowly brought her face down to her snatch. From one second to the next, I watched Rose’s tongue take shelter inside her mom’s slit. My eyes widened as much as they could.

“Holy shit, if this is a taste of heaven, then I’m gonna have a great afterlife. Yes, eat your mother out, you sexy young thing. Wrap your arms around her legs too, just like you did in the video.”

“I love you to death, Lil, but shut up already,” Kate whined.

“Let me kiss you first,” I muttered, getting up on my side facing her.

She just let me kiss her, and she even placed one hand on the back of my head.

Although, Kate’s lips parted from mine after only thirty seconds. “Oh, fuck yes, babe,” she cried, turning her head, placing both hands on her head and closing her eyes. “Holy shit, I can’t believe my daughter is eating my cherry right now. Shit, I love you, sweetie. You are just one in a million, and that tongue is one sexy muscle that you know how to use,” Kate sobbed, breathing heavily and scrubbing her head.

I smiled as much as I could and stayed close too. It was literally the best show I had ever seen, and I loved every second of it. From every movement, Kate made because of Rose, and everything that Rose did just to please her mom was amazing.

I didn’t even need to masturbate at that point; they were just doing things to me that took my pussy completely out of control. My skin actually stayed on hers for the time being, because I couldn’t bear to put a gap between us.

“Yes, tease mommy’s clit now, babe. Take her lips into your mouth too, Rose. I will love you so much more if you do it for me now. Make this whore cum all over your face, and then I want to lick off all of my juice from your dazzling face.”

Rose’s tongue calmly came out of Kate’s twat. “You are not a whore, Mom,” Rose reminded her, shedding a tear.

I got off Kate and let her rise to her daughter. “I can be your whore, sweetheart,” Kate mentioned before she kissed her and placed her palms on Rose’s butt too. “There is no need to make videos with some other MILF; you can make as many of them as you want with your MILF, Rose,” she muttered, caressing her butt. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Mom,” Rose replied before she shoved Kate back down. “I’ll let you know when I shoot my next one,” she made clear, prior to diving right back to her mom’s snatch.

“Don’t forget to invite me,” I whispered, kissing Kate’s shoulder and cheek.

“Fuck, she will, horny wench. You can be the sexy aunt that gets on the mother/daughter action, happy?”

“Yes,” I answered before I made my way down with Rose.

I got an extra close look at the oddest, but important sexual element, known as incest. ‘Wow, to see a woman go to town on her mom is just sexually thrilling and I don’t think I am more in love with both of them right now. They are quite perfect for each other: Rose can use her tongue in ways I never thought possible, and Kate can take it like nobody’s business,’ I thought before I smooched Rose’s cheek. “Drink your mom’s juice too.”

She was doing so much; it was next to impossible to tell what all she was doing. It didn’t matter though, because even just the basic pussy eating style would have set me over the edge. I knew it was just a matter of time for both Kate and I before we had to explode, so just enjoyed the time until it happened.

“Seeing your tongue constantly moving all over your mom’s pussy is a phenomenal sighting, so I certainly hope you let me see this many more times to come. I promise I’ll do anything for you two; I’ll give up cock if I just get to see this view in the future.”

I was sure I could have spouted off a dictionary’s worth of stuff, and it wouldn’t have phased Rose at all. She was in the zone of her incestuous affair, and nothing was about to slow her down.

“Fuck yes, babe,” Kate moaned, twitching around nonstop. You are almost there. I’m sorry I couldn’t last longer, but you are my daughter, and you are just doing things to me now. I know this is shitty, but I’ve never loved you more than I do right now at this very second. Don’t ever change, Rose, stay this sexy hussy that you are now. I love you more like this, but stay sweet too though.”

Kate couldn’t last much longer to save her life; I saw it written all over her face even with her shut eyes. I couldn’t even pick one thing to focus on: Rose or Kate. Both were worth seeing, but yet, I could only watch one.

Although, then Kate covered her face. “Shit, here it comes, angel, I love you,” she mumbled ever so lightly.

I glanced back at Rose as she backed away a few inches and let the miracle of having her mom splash her face come into motion. I watched it as if it was a verdict getting ready to be read. I already knew what it would be in this case, but everything was built up to this.

“Yes!” Kate hissed before she let her seed loose.

It bolted out of her slit like a fire hydrant immediately going on full blast. Even as I had seen Rose make the same woman cum so many times before, I still found myself feeling like this was the best thing I was ever going to see.

She splattered her mom’s face even more than I could have ever imagined. She did it like a pro, and I could only guess that she regretted nothing. I couldn’t see her, but I was confident that she closed her eyes.

She went on for over thirty seconds, and I was sure that each of us loved every single second of it. I got incredibly hot just watching the spectacle, so I couldn’t even imagine how Kate felt exactly, but I knew she loved the feelings overall.

Twenty seconds after Kate couldn’t dole out anymore, Rose slowly climbed up on top of Kate and kissed her. After their lips drifted apart, Rose just put a six-inch gap between their faces. Neither of them uttered a word, but I saw Kate move some of Rose’s hair.

Kate played with it for a moment before she closed the gap. “I love you more I could ever tell you,” she whispered before she began licking her daughter’s face.

“I think sex does that to people, Mom.”

Everyone stayed silent as Kate cleaned off Rose’s face. It took about two minutes as she did it rather slowly, but it was still quite pleasurable too. Then after the last lick, their eyes met again.

 

“What, Mom, why are you crying?”

Kate just shed several tears and grabbed onto Rose’s hands. She brought her up with herself and kissed her again. I had no idea what to think, but my hand strayed away from my twat.

“Honey, why didn’t you tell me you liked girls, or that you were in that video? I’m your mother and I love you more than anyone else in the world, so I deserved to know.”

Rose swallowed and shed a few tears herself. “Do you hate me, Mom?”

“No, of course not.”

Rose angled her head down somewhat and stayed silent. Kate encased her arms around Rose and held her tight. Again, it seemed like they needed some space, so I waited for over five minutes.

“I love you, Rose,” Kate made clear, letting go of Rose. “You are the best daughter I could ever ask for, simple as that. If my lovely daughter wants to be with women and fuck older women while being filmed, I support you.”

“Mom, I only did one, but thank you.”

Then they began pushing their melons together.

“Rose, I saw your video over six months ago, and I’ve masturbated to it at least six-thousand times. I’ve wanted to bring it up many times, but you didn’t feel comfortable telling me then I certainly couldn’t do it. I wanted you to get right between my legs just like the chick,” she confessed before a pause. “I hope you think I just love you for your beauty.”

“No, it is alright, Mom. Now you got me between your legs, how does it feel?”

“Amazing, sweetheart,” Kate whispered before she calmly peeked down at Rose’s slit.

She seemed to be frozen as she just eyeballed her daughter down there. “May I try it on you please?” she pondered, bringing her head back up.

“You want to eat out your own daughter, you sick witch?”

“Yes.”

“Do you promise that you aren’t mad at me?”

“No, but I think you should practice first. Then you will be ready to get the pussy that you lust after,” Rose muttered before placing her hands on Kate’s face.

She turned it to me, and they both checked my body out.

“She is your best friend, but maybe you take her great snatch for a spin first. Trust me; I know you’ll love it. So, get down on your stomach and take her slit for a ride. I’ll make sure you know what you are doing, and you’ll get her off, so you’ll make her have one powerful orgasm too.”

“You are a kinky chick, babe.”

“I know, now get your skanky ass down there and get her off.”

Kate stayed silent for a moment, but peeked down. I wasn’t sure what she was thinking, but of course, I loved the feeling of actually feeling Kate’s tongue inside my slit too. I had to jiggle around somewhat just in the anticipation.

“What, Mom?”

She failed to speak for another moment, but she slowly came to Rose. “May I have another kiss, dear sexy daughter?”

Without delay, Rose placed her hands on her mom’s arms and pressed their lips together too. Their melons came together, and I even saw a little tongue action between them too. I loved the sight even with them just kissing.

They went at it for over three minutes before their lips parted. “You are the best daughter in the world, Rose.”

“I know, you are gaining a few points right now, but you’ll score so much more when I see you eat out your best friend. I’ll watch you only a few inches away and make sure you know what are you doing.”

Kate kissed Rose’s forehead and calmly got down on her stomach right in front of me.

“Her pussy is wide open, so have your way with it, Mom,” Rose suggested before she blew her mom a kiss.

Kate licked her lips for a few seconds and then she let her right hand come towards my snatch. Her fingers slipped in effortlessly and peeked at me. Nothing was said, but then her fingers suddenly began thrusting in and out.

I had to vibrate a bit more, and I also started grinding my teeth. I found myself wanting it more and more by the second, and I just had Rose right there eyeballing us. The concept of having the hot MILF that Rose came from just made me feel in the highest part of heaven.

‘The most severe, yet pleasurable form of taboo. What can I even say?’ I thought before I suddenly lied flat on my back. “And your tongue is in my cherry now, Kate,” I pointed out, placing my palms over my boobs.

“Kate we love you to death, but please try to silence yourself while this goes down. I want my mom to learn how to eat pussy properly, so suppress the urge to talk.”

I closed my eyes and rubbed my bosoms rather slowly. I immediately felt tingles soaring throughout my body, and I did my best to hold still. Although, it seemed nearly pointless for Rose to guide or teach her mom.

I felt her tongue instantly gently massaging my pussy walls. She wasn’t shy about pleasuring me at all, but I didn’t look at them or speak. As I was positive their mother/daughter thing just kept going between them; I took Rose’s words under advisement.

“Holy shit, Mom, have you eaten a woman out before?”

“No,” Kate moaned, failing to halt her pleasuring.

I heard both Rose and Kate making sounds down there. I had no problem envisioning the sexy action taking place: Kate going to town on my slit with no experience and Rose enjoying the show while scrubbing her pussy raw.

I scoured the carpeted floor as much as I could and of course got a little rug burn to go along with it, but I loved it. After only a moment, I even had to shed a few tears. Whether or not I would ever be able to speak, I already knew loved Kate’s tongue better.

I could only guess that it was because I had no much history with Kate. Either way, I also resisted the desire to touch Kate’s head. I wanted to place my hands on her head, but I decided not to for the time being.

“Yes, eat that sweet snatch, Mom. I swear you are swaying me to love more and more with each passing second. I’m masturbating to you now and letting out all of my juice. Please keep going and make her feel so damn good that she loves you the way I do.”

I finally peeked over at Rose, but to my surprise, she happened to glance my way. She blew me a kiss, so I returned the favor. I was unsure what this all meant, but I loved the possibilities.

“Mom, let me show you something,” Rose offered, leaning down towards my crotch.

“What, babe?” Kate pondered, backing away.

Rose came towards to my slit. “Suck these juicy lips into your mouth too, and angle your head up and down a few times too,” she explained before she demonstrated for her Kate.

“Damn,” I let out, placing my hands on her head. “You have some daughter here, Kate.”

“Shut up; I’m trying to learn so I can make her feel like a whole new woman.”

I failed to talk more, but I still moaned while trying to deal with the pleasure. Although, Rose cut that short as her mouth suddenly came off my cherry. Neither of them talked, but they did exchange rather lusty looks.

The mother/daughters connections seemed to be ironclad. It was even more evident when Rose grabbed Kate’s right hand and positioned it right on my twat. It looked like they were eye-fucking each other, but then Rose calmly leaned towards Kate.

With Kate’s hand remaining in the same place, they made out, and I assaulted my slit like never before. Even as I had my juice flowing out already, I couldn’t stop. With each passing second, I found myself a little closer to the edge, but I wasn’t going to stop no matter what.

Kate’s lips calmly parted from Rose’s. “I love you, babe. Don’t ever think I don’t. Even though we’ve had our disputes, I certainly hope you’ll never ever stop loving me.”

“No, of course not, Mom. Now that we’ve gotten into each other’s panties, I think we’re bonded for life now.”

“Good to know,” Kate whispered before she kissed Rose again and dropped back down to my pussy.

She immediately went to town on my cunt, wrapped her arms around my leg and looked right into my eyes. I looked right back at her, but unfortunately, I couldn’t stay upright. I lied flat back down on the floor, and the intense and great luxury took ahold of me.

Her tongue flung around like a damn pinball just going everywhere possible. I placed my hands back on my breasts, and my entire body twitched all around. I felt like it was Christmas morning, but only Mrs. Clause and her hot daughter showed up.

My entire body felt to be as hot as hell, but of course, my twat seemed to be feeling like it was on a stove with the flames burning it. Kate’s tongue was, and it was the most delightful pleasure I could have imagined.

“Fuck me, Mom. You seem like a pussy eating queen now: you are rubbing her lips down there, I’m sure you are teasing her clit and looking right at her. She isn’t looking back, but we both know she loves the thrill right now. Damn, you are one hell of a mom.”

“She knows that, whore.”

Kate’s lips directly rose up. “Be nice to my girlfriend, she might be whorish, but she has feelings, hussy.”

“Shut the fuck up, Kate and eat my pussy right in front of her. Let her see me cum all over your face.”

“Fuck, that is hot, tart,” Kate moaned, shoving her fingers deeper into my slit. “Don’t stop loving me either,” she ordered me before she dove right back into my twat.

“Come here, Rose.”

She failed to waste any time, so she immediately dropped down. She pasted her lips onto mine, and we both encased our arms around each other too. Again, the whole mood seemed to be getting more magical.

‘Oh, what a fantasy: getting eaten out by a ravishing woman while her daughter has her lips on mine too. If I could get them together again, I’d consider joining the other team. A mother/daughter team doesn’t come around often, and this one is extra special.’

“Oh, fuck,” I groaned while kissing Rose. “Damn, Rose, your mother is excellent.”

I did my best not to break the intimacy, but of course, that was next to impossible.

‘Shit, why did I even invite Rose down here with me. I can’t last much longer as it was, then I had her come to me, and she glued her lips to mine. Damn, I love these two broads. They are gorgeous and swaying me to be their bitch.’

After five minutes, Rose’s lips calmly came off mine. “If you fucking tell my dad about any of this, I will mother fucking bust you up, wench.”

“Do you kiss your mother with that mouth, cunt?”

“I do now, Lil. Make sure you splatter her face like a bitching fire hydrant.”

“Only if you invite me in with you two again.”

“Fine, skank,” Rose whined before she kissed me again.

Oddly enough, as Rose made out with me again, I found my nerves calming down. I couldn’t comprehend it, but it was happening. I began slowing down my breathing, and I was sure my heart rate lazily started to go down.

As time went on, Rose also gradually let more and more of her body onto mine. I could only imagine that maybe the love was flowing out onto me from her as well. I loved the theory, but of course, all bets were off.

‘This hussy is helping her mom commit adultery, that is hot, only because is it morally wrong. It is a mom and daughter, but I can’t stop this. Does it make me bad?’ I thought before a gap. ‘If it does, fuck it; I never really liked Chase anyway.’

I felt Kate tease my clit several times over ten minutes, all the while I had Rose’s lips on mine too. Although, then I knew that ever so sexy best friend went for my labia with her incredibly slick tongue.

I pushed Rose’s lips off mine. “Son of a bitch, Kate, I have to shoot now, you fucking hot witch,” I cried, closing my eyes.

I felt Rose keeping her body on mine, but of course, that didn’t stop me from twitching around like a mechanical robot.

“Oh, fuck yes,” I whined, kicking the bed with my heels numerous times.

My pussy unleashed my juice just as the bitching fire hydrant that Rose wanted. I had no idea how much I let out, but it was beyond amazing. I was already quite hot, but as I needed to let out that seed, the temperature rose up beyond belief.

Despite the slight displeasure, I still loved the taboo aspect of everything. The incest was great, but also knowing about the adultery was terrific too. To top it all off, I got to give my best friend probably the most personal gift one woman could give another.

After the orgasm that seemed to last forever in my mind anyway, I just let out an intense breath. Then my heartfelt to be going into the darkness as if it was just going black and dying at an exceptional rate.

“Fuck, I can barely breathe now,” I whispered, shedding a few tears.

I just stayed down, but I felt the mattress moving somewhat.

“I love you, Mom,” I heard Rose say.

“Trust me; words can not express how much I love you, Rose. Oh, that tickles.”

After thirty seconds or so, I glanced at them. ‘How sweet, Rose is cleaning off her mom’s face with her tongue.’

I had to close my eyes again and try to relax. My whole figure felt as if I just got done running a marathon, but I still wouldn’t trade it for anything. The experience was undeniably terrific, and nothing could compare to it.

After five minutes or so, I felt them lie next to me. I opened my eyes to see them still making out, so I just waited them out. They certainly had to run out of steam at some point, so I just relaxed and felt my pussy many times too.

“Rose, could you give us some privacy so I can pleasure my daughter properly? I want to be alone with her right now.”

“No, Mom. If you want to have sex again, you are going have to take me out to dinner first,” Rose corrected her, rising up on her butt.

“Really?” Kate questioned, coming up with her.

“Yes, you don’t have a problem with that, do you, Mom?”

“You are guaranteeing me you are you going to put out?”

She nodded and turned to me. “If you let my dad get any sort idea about us, then you are dead. You got that, dead,” she warned me slowly getting closer to me.

“I understand.”

“Good, could I go another round with you before you head out?”

“Yes.”

“But then, you are all mine, babe,” Kate pointed out, wrapping her arms around Rose.

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Witches’ Brew

The Five

She awoke on her sixteenth birthday with a strange feeling deep down in the pit of her stomach. Something had happened. Something had changed. She got up and went into the bathroom where she stood in front of the mirror in shock. Her poker straight blonde hair had turned auburn, curly and she now had piercing green eyes from the baby blue she went to sleep with last night. As she stared at herself in disbelief her aunt came into her room to wish her a happy birthday. She also stood in disbelief at the bathroom door.

“Oh my god Nica, I thought it had skipped you, I thought you were safe from it!” she mumbled.

“What did you say? What do you mean skipped me?!” She turned sharply and stared intensely at her aunt Monica.

“I thought the gene had skipped you honey. I’m so sorry. I should have told you,” she stammered.

“WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME!!!” Nica screamed at the top of her lungs.

“It’s the family gene/curse, whatever you want to call it. It happened to mostly every female in our family around the age of fourteen, I guessed you had been spared from it but I guess your just a late bloomer,” she tried to explain as Nica was pacing back and forth in front of her pulling her hair.

“What do you mean curse??” she squinted at her aunt.

“Sit down Nica please, I have to tell you something very important and you need to sit down,” Monica said grimly.

Nica sat on the edge of the bath with her short night shirt on as Monica put the lid down on the toilet to sit on it, she placed her hands on Nica’s knees reassuringly.

“Nica sweetie, we are witches,” she said with a blank expression on her face, waiting on a reaction from Nica.

“WHAT!?” she squealed.

“We are witches,” Monica repeated again.

“What do you mean witches? Witches aren’t real! It’s all hocus pocus, make belief and stuff! Isn’t it Monica?” she said quietly.

“We are very real honey, we just keep it a secret because of how people react like you just did and you are one of us. Do you understand why everyone thinks it’s make believe?” she asked quizzically.

“Better and easier to think something isn’t real than to try and understand it?” Nica said sounding a lot older and wiser than she is.

“Yeah Kiddo, much easier. But you have much to learn and I can teach you a lot more than you can even begin to imagine. You have two years of catching up to make up for,” Monica smirked as she spoke.

Nica raised her arched auburn eyebrows high with anticipation, excitement and a little disbelief. Aunt Monica told her to go in a shower and left her a dress on the bed for when she got out of the shower with a note saying “Come to the basement, ASAP M. x”

She picked up the little red and black shift dress and shook her head thinking this is definitely not my taste but put it on respectfully and headed down stairs to see what her Aunt Monica was up to. As she approached the basement she could hear a bubbling sound like a pot of water on the stove.

“Aunt Monica?………Aunt Monica?…….” she called out but nothing, empty silence.

Nica opened the basement door to see Monica and two other women standing dressed in similar dresses, different colours but the same style. She was about to speak when Monica told her to be silent and enter the circle with perfect love and perfect trust. She walked in trusting her Aunt knowing she would never put her in danger, the three women looked at each other and nodded.

Each of the woman were beautiful and special in their own ways, Monica was of Italian/Scottish decent about forty years old with long dark hair and beautiful tanned olive skin and dark brown eyes. The second woman was called Tasha she was of Polish decent with pale skin, ice blonde hair and the most beautiful blue eyes, she was twenty eight. The third was Nali she was thirty two and of African decent with the most beautiful glowing dark chocolate skin, she looked good enough to eat, with hazel eyes that could hypnotize anyone. Then there was Nica sixteen years old Irish/Scottish decent auburn haired, pale skinned with piercing green eyes.

What do these four have in-common? Why they are all witches here to help initiate the newest of their kind into their world of spells, incantations, potions, lotions, love and lust.

Nica was sat on one of four chairs around a very old round table in the center of the room, the other women proceeded to sit as well after lighting candles, spreading salt around the circle and placing a knife and a chalice full of wine onto the table. Each of the woman took the knife in turn to cut their hand letting the blood drip into the chalice of wine, once all had placed their blood in the chalice they each took a drink asking for a certain power or wish.

Monica asked for power, to be the most powerful witch in the coven, Tasha asked for someone to love her more than anything in the world, Nali asked for the power to change, to shift and Nica well she may have been the youngest but she was the smartest, she asked to have the power over men. They all expected something to happen immediately, nothing, nothing but sheer disappointment.

They sat for an hour to see if anything would happen but sadly no it wasn’t to be, they thought Nica would complete the circle but they were wrong. Nica didn’t complete the circle she empowered it, she was the circle, she had the power and had not even realised until they decided to part ways until the next meeting.

Monica and Nica cleaned up after Tasha and Nali left disappointed they had been waiting for the day that the change happened to Nica but it hadn’t happened when it was expected. When it had happened today their spirits were high with hope but again their hopes were dashed when the circle of power didn’t work.

Nica went to bed early that night without dinner because she felt so exhausted and her aunt had told her it was to do with the change so never put anymore thought into it. The next morning she woke up and got ready to go back to school, she put on her usual clothes but realised her body had changed. Her little girl frame had disappeared, she now sported feminine curves with 36C breasts that appeared overnight and a tight little bubble butt and a small waist.

She tried to hide it under a jumper but there was no hiding those breasts so she decided to use her new body to her advantage, she went into Aunt Monica and asked to borrow clothes as she was still asleep she just waved her hand and mumbled yes. This gave Nica free reign of what to choose, she looked through Monica’s closet and decided on a black pleated mini skirt, white fitted shirt with her school tie and black over the knee socks with pink lace panties.

She put the clothes on and stood in front of the mirror and thought to herself this will make the boys drool, maybe even a teacher or two. She giggled to herself making sure not to wake Monica up, she fixed her hair making sure all the curls were perfect and put the finishing touches to her make up with some black eyeliner to make her eyes stand out more.

Nica went into the kitchen and made some breakfast before leaving for school. She took a photo of herself on Monica’s cellphone and left a note saying “Check out the photo on your phone, woke up like that, decided to use it to my advantage. Borrowed some clothes hope you don’t mind. See you after school, Nica x”

Nica’s best friend Sara picked her up in her car, Sara’s seventeen and just passed her driving test, lucky for her she’s daddy’s little princess. He bought her a brand new car which means Nica gets chauffeur driven to school, saves her walking or getting the school bus.

“What the fuck happened to you Nica??!!” Sara screamed with excitement.

“Don’t ask, it’s been a long weekend Sara,” Nica sighed.

“How are you gonna explain this at school?” she gazed at Nica’s new body.

“Whats to explain? I was overdue a growth spurt!” Nica got defensive.

“Don’t shout at me, I’m on your side. Your gonna get a lot more of this from a lot worse people then me honey.” she hugged Nica as she looked at her not realising she was right.

“I hadn’t thought about that, I guess I can’t hide forever. Can I?” Nica asked already knowing her answer.

“Hell no! You need to show that body off. I would.” she boasted.

“Okay, let’s go then but don’t leave me today Sara. Please?!” Nica pleaded to her.

“Of course I won’t!” she grabbed Nica’s hand.

Sara drove from Nica’s house to school which takes about 15 minutes, she never letting go of Nica’s hand the whole way there. They have been best friends for the past twelve years since they first met in kindergarten age four. Nica had just moved to live with her Aunt Monica a month before hand when her parents were killed in a car accident were she miraculously survived against all odds.

When they reached school Sara parked her car, got out and went round to get Nica out the car only letting go of her hand to get out. Sara opened the door and reached her hand out and Nica placed her hand in Sara’s and squeezed. Sara rubbed her thumb against the back of her hand reassuringly that she was there for her no matter. They stood together next to the car as Sara locked it, people started to notice that Nica was no longer shy, boyish Nica that she was Nica the hottie.

“Are you ready for this? If you’re not we can just go! Drive anywhere you want to go, I’m with you Nica. Just you and me baby.” Sara grinned at Nica.

“I’m ready, as long as you’re with me nothing can go wrong,” Nica smiled.

They walked towards the main doors where everyone hangs around before school starts, they were met by wolf whistles and shouting. Nica closed her eyes and put her head down trying to make it go away when Sara pulled her close, tilted her head up and kissed her forcefully on the lips. Nica kissed her back slipping in a little tongue, the whistle and cheering stopped it was like they had gone deaf. Everyone was watching with open mouths shocked that this little shy girl became a hottie over night and is now french kissing her best friend in front of basically the whole school.

They broke their kiss to see that not only was it their fellow pupils that was watching but also some male teachers, the two of them laughed and walked into the school as the bell had went. Still holding hands, never letting go even as they sat in class next to each other.

The principal sent for Nica and Sara half way through second period they got up when the assistant principal came for them and walked out together still holding hands, they sat outside his office waiting to be called in. The principal called them one at a time Sara first meaning they had to let go of each others hands, Nica sat very nervously still unsure about her new body, family and life of being a witch. The door opened and Nica stood up as Sara came out crying she opened her arms to hug her but she ran past her ignoring her. Sara had never done anything like that before, it must have been the principal, he must have done something or said something to change her.

Nica marched in guns blazing to see Principal Brown sitting at his desk looking very pleased with himself, she was about to change that.

“Hi Principal Brown, what have I done wrong?” she said sweetly.

“Well Nica that public display of affection was completely inappropriate! This is a school not a brothel. What has happened to you? You used to be such a good student why are you acting like this?” he asked me in an icy calm tone.

“I happen to love Sara and I don’t think our public display of affection was any different than a boy and girl kissing on school property. Which does happen all day everyday Principal Brown! And as for what happened to me, I grew up, I’m not a child anymore. I’m expressing my individuality. That’s why I’m acting like this. What are you going to do about it, Sir?” she said sarcastically.

“Well there is a few things I would like to do to you but…..,” he stopped mid sentence.

“But what Sir?” Nica leaned forward on the desk flashing her cleavage.

“Nothing Nica. Forget I said anything. I didn’t mean anything,” he stammered.

“Oh but Sir I think you did mean something. I think you want to bend me over this desk and spank me till I scream, maybe more than that? Maybe get me on my knees under your desk and blow you while you’re having your meetings?” she giggled watching him squirm.

“NICA! That is a completely inappropriate conversation to be having!” he shouted as she walked to the door, locked it and put the key in her panties.

“Well, what are you going to do now Principal Brown? No interruptions just us two,” she raised an eyebrow as she sat on his desk facing him.

“Nica get out now! This cannot happen not now not ever!” he placed his hand on her knee.

“Why did you make Sara cry?” Nica asked as she uncrossed her legs flashing the principal a little preview of her pink lace panties.

“I told her I would send one of you to another school if you didn’t stop the public affection immediately!” he smiled.

Nica stared at him intensely hypnotizing him into a trance to do whatever she wanted. His hand moved further up her thigh past her sock onto bare flesh feeling the tingle his touch gives her she thought to herself, “I might enjoy this more than I though I would.”

“Principal Brown…,” she said in a low seductive voice.

“I want you to do as I say and whenever I command you to do so. In return you can have anything you want from me. Do we have a deal, Principal Brown?” she whispered in a seductive voice.

“We have a deal, Nica,” he replied in a zombie like voice.

“So Principal Brown, what do you want from me? Truthfully I want to know what it is you wanted to say earlier,” Nica said as she opened her legs slightly.

“I want You! Oh I know you’re a tight little virgin and I want that cherry on my desk now!” He jumped up from his chair pushing his crotch between her legs as he held her arms.

“All in good time, Sir.” she whispered seductively putting him back in a trance.

“Now do as I say, leave Sara and me alone and you will have my cherry on your desk soon.” Nica pushed him back into his chair.

Nica got down off the desk and straddled him on the leather chair wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him passionately, slipping her tongue into his mouth massaging his tongue gently as he came out of his trance. He realised what was happening and was bedazzled with the feelings knowing it was wrong but at the same time the lust that grew inside him was overpowering ever other emotion and logic.

“I need you now Nica!” he whispered with lust in his voice as he grabbed her ass and was grinding against her.

“Tonight, rent a room somewhere nice, call me to let me know where and what time, you don’t want you wife finding out do you?” she said as she nibbled on his earlobe.

“Oh you fucking tease! Okay okay, give me you cell number and I’ll call or text you to let you know.” he hissed as he licked and nibbled her neck.

Nica pushed Principal Brown back on the seat as she got off him, he grabbed her ass and pulled her back as he nibbled a little on her uber sensitive nipples through her school shirt making them so erect they were impossible to hide. She pulled his hair making him release her innocent nipples from his sensual grasp she lent down and kissed his lips and walked away to retrieve the key from her panties. She unlocked the door then went back and sat opposite him on the other side of the desk taking a piece of paper and writing down her number and sliding it across the desk, he placed his hand on top of hers as the assistant principal came in she pulled her hand away leaving the paper in his.

“Come along Nica, we have to go find Sara before getting you two back to class,” she smiled sweetly.

“I think I know where she will be. I can go find her myself. You don’t have to come looking as well. I know you are so busy these days Mrs. Brown,” Nica smiled sweetly as she charmed her with her newly found powers.

“Only if you’re sure my dear?” she chirped.

Nica nodded and headed out of the office as no one was around she ran as fast as possible to their secret place and there was Sara, sobbing her heart out crying. She spotted Nica and ran towards her. As they got closer they flung their arms open and hugged each other tightly. They sat down still hugging, Nica trying to calm Sara down as she had been here herself whilst she was in the office with convincing Principal Brown to let them stay at the same school.

Nica explained to Sara the plan was to seduce the Principal to get him to sign the form permitting them to stay and she would do anything to get that form signed, of course Sara was more than eager to offer a helping hand or two. They left school early and went to Nica’s house, Monica was at work so they decided to rifle through her sexy clothes, underwear and toys. As they were looking at some toys Sara found a book, a very old book, she handed it to Nica as they both looked at one another with intrigue. They opened the book to find it was a book of spells and potions for lust and control over the desired one.

“What the hell Nica? Is Monica a witch?” she asked shocked by their finding.

“Erm…….well, promise not to say to anyone?………. We both are witches aunt Monica and I, I only found out yesterday that’s why I changed because it was my time to turn.” Nica babbled uncontrollably.

Sara stared at her blankly unable to comprehend what she has just been told and the fact they had been best friends for twelve years not knowing this about Monica.

“I’m also a witch Nica, my mother is Nali. She told me there was a newly turned witch but never even mentioned it was You! I turned early at the age of thirteen when it wasn’t noticed as much as you were,” she whispered.

“What do you mean you’re a witch? Why didn’t you say Sara? Why keep it a secret from me? We don’t keep secrets,” Nica sighed in disappointment.

They both knew what they had to do tonight. All they were waiting on was the call or text message to say where and when. Principle Brown was in for a shock of a lifetime when he realises he is getting two for one to sweeten the deal. They both packed a bag with things they might need and took the book down to the kitchen to make a little love potion to make sure everything went to plan.

They huddled around the island in the middle of the kitchen with a pot on the stove heating up liquids and melting solids as they chanted the words from the book over and over until it was ready. They poured it into a hip flask and added some rum to disguise the taste. Nica’s phone buzzed as she received a text message saying “Hilton Hotel, room 203, after 7pm,” she read it out to Sara.” By this time it was 6pm so they decided to freshen up by getting into the shower together for a little girl on girl rub down.

They both pinned their hair up to save time restyling as the shower heated up, they both helped each other off with their clothes in sync. Nica removed Sara’s jumper, tie, and shirt before kneeling in front to unbutton her skirt sliding it down over her tight ass straight to the floor. She stared up at Sara looking at her gorgeous body in a bra and panties set. Sara placed her hands out and pulled Nica up and returned the favour by pulling her close and taking her tie off then her shirt and skirt. She reached around Nica’s back unhooking her bra letting her newly found C cup breasts jiggle free, she walked around to her back running her hands down over her shoulder’s to then cup her pale milky white breasts and running her thumbs over Nica’s rose coloured nipples.

Nica took Sara’s hand and walked to the shower opening the door, sliding her panties off and removing Sara’s underwear for her before stepping into the shower and pulling Sara in behind her. The hot water cascaded of over their young bodies as they held each other close in a deep embrace, passionately kissing one another as they let their hands roam over each other naked bodies, as they touched, caressed, rubbed and enjoyed each other. Nica got down on her knees and pushed Sara to the wall spreading her legs apart as she started to lick her clit and rub her lips at the same time making Sara moan gently. As Nica sped up her tongue motion she slipped two fingers gently inside Sara making her arch her back and lower herself onto her fingers more, Nica picked up speed with her hand being more intense as she was fingering her with three fingers now as she licked and rubbed her clit. As they were getting into it Sara heard someone downstairs, she was trying to tell Nica that Monica was home from work but she couldn’t as she was in the middle of cumming and Monica walked in on them in the shower as Sara was cumming.

“What’s going on here?!” Monica shouted.

Nica fell over as she was so startled that she was home and she didn’t hear her, Sara tried to cover herself up while Monica was staring at the two of them and what they were actually doing.

“Aunt Monica! What are you doing home?” Nica stammered.

“It’s quarter to seven Nica, what the hell?!” she looked at them ashamed.

“We have to go! Sara we have to go!” Nica shouted grabbing a towel.

They both grabbed towels and ran to Nica’s bedroom to get ready, Monica followed then to find out what was going on and why they were acting strange towards her. They slammed the door in her face locking her out whilst they grabbed sexy underwear and little outfits to get Principal Brown going. Monica was banging on the door telling them to let her in but nothing not a sound, no one was there, they had climbed out of the window and took Sara’s car and headed for the Hilton Hotel.

Monica called on Tasha and Nali for an emergency meeting to find the girls because they don’t know how much danger they were actually in with the Principal, they all knew what the principal was like with the special girls and they needed to gather around the circle and chant to try to find the girls before it was too late.

They looked into the mirror to see the Hilton Hotel and the girls going into room 203 with Principal Brown holding the door open with a big smile on his face. Monica, Tasha and Nali ran to their cars and drove to the hotel as fast as possible to try and save them from losing their powers before they’ve learned to use them.

As the three elder witches were driving to the hotel Nica and Sara were explaining why they were both there as Sara poured the principal a drink laced with the potion they had made earlier. He looked astounded as he listened to them explain their proposition. He took a seat in the brown leather chair watching the girls help each other undress revealing Nica wearing a black silk bra and panties set with stockings and Sara wearing the same black silk bra and panties set but with fishnet tights on, Sara picked up Principal Brown’s drink and strolled over with to him swaying her hips. Nica sat on his lap as Sara walked behind him and rubbed his shoulders as he drank his drink unaware of what was in it or what they were trying to do to him.

“Just relax Principal Brown,” Nica hissed sexily looking deep into his eyes as she undid his tie.

“Call me Richard girls, please.” He placed his free hand on Nica’s thigh.

Sara pulled his hair tipping his head back towards her as she dove in for a passionate kiss, Nica pulled off his tie and undid the buttons on his shirt kissing down neck and chest as she slipped onto her knees on the floor at his feet. Richard pulled away from Sara as he could no longer feel where Nica was in the room, Nica smiled up at him from the floor as she reached up to his belt and undid it. Sara came around to join Nica in front of the principal, she then reached down to Nica and pulled her up kissing her so hard they bumped heads, their hands roamed freely and without a care as they kissed giving the principal a show he’d never forget.

Sara’s hands pushed Nica’s bra straps down as she kissed down her neck and across her chest, she reached around and unhooked her bra letting it fall to the floor as her breasts were gently set free her nipples became instantly hard. Sara moved down kissing over her breasts working slowly toward the nipples teasing the aerolas with the tip of her tongue before completely covering them with her mouth to lick and suck on them slowly. Nica closed her eyes and ran her hand through Sara’s hair pulling on it slightly as she sucked and licked her very sensitive nipples. By that point Richard had gotten up from the chair after finishing his drink, removed the rest of his clothes and laid down on the bed to watch the two girls kissing, touching, sucking and licking each other, this is when he became very aroused by them.

He thought to himself, “If I can cum inside these girls before they have been bound to the circle I can steal their powers for myself to make me one of the most powerful warlocks in the country.”

“Sara, Nica come join me here,” he said as he patted the bed next to him.

“Well I guess you enjoyed what you saw by the looks of things!” Nica sniggered.

“Are you jealous Pricipal Brown? Do you want some of us?” Sara teased as she licked Nica’s neck.

“Get your asses over her now! And I told you two to call me Richard! Don’t make me spank you,” the principal demanded.

“Oooh, promises promises, Richard,” the two girls said in harmony.

He raised his eyebrows thinking to himself maybe he was in over his head as he started to feel funny then realised that they had gave him some kind of potion but he was about to have his fantasy fuck so was not going to say a word that he knew what they had done. They walked over to the bed holding hands as Richard grabbed Sara’s bra and ripped it clean off her body, she gasped at the shock of it and Nica jumped back letting go of her hand. He took that opportunity to pull Sara on top of him rolling over on top of her pinning her down he licked her nipples like a hungry cat that just got some milk. She wriggled under him as he furiously licked and went onto suck her nipples as Nica could do nothing but watch, she started to say a phrase over and over nothing happened. She ran over to the bed pushing him to try get him off Sara but it was too late she had started to cum and was enjoying it, he grabbed Nica and threw her on top of the bed as he pulled Sara’s panties down finishing her off by just rubbing her erect clit a few times making her cum so hard she passed out.

“Now it’s your turn,” he said smugly with a grin on his face.

“It wasn’t meant to be this way!” she exclaimed.

“You gave me the potion, you have to deal with the consequences Nica!” he told her sternly.

She looked at him shocked that he knew about the potion and still drank it knowing what it would do to him, the lust, the passion. He reached down to her panties and ripped them of her body leaving scratches, he pushed her legs apart and placed his hand on her lips rubbing back and forth gently then picking up speed. It wasn’t too long before she was gasping, moaning and dripping wet.

“Well Nica that didn’t take very long, you seem ready for cock. Are you?” he questioned her not really caring about her answer.

She couldn’t answer him as he was still rubbing her clit and sliding a finger in her tight pussy making her moan, grunt and breathe heavy. She grabbed onto the bed sheets as she was about to cum he stopped rubbing her clit and fingering her, he got off her and stood at the bottom of the bed looking at the two girls that he had made dripping wet. He thought to himself, “This is what i love about being a principal!” He then climbed back onto the bed, cock in hand stroking to Nica’s pussy before lowering down onto her and positioning the head just between her labia at the opening of her wet pussy. She begged for him to fuck her, this just made him want to slam deep and hard right into her immediately after she begged. He tried to control it but the potion was too much it took over him, he plunged into her right up to his balls feeling every muscle and bump inside her. She gasped and cried out as their pelvises met with a thud, this woke Sara up as she had passed out with pleasure next to them.

She turned to watch when she saw the pain and pleasure on Nica’s face she reached over and started to play with her nipples to help ease the pain and increase the pleasure. Just as Richard and Nica were cumming together there was someone banging on the door. Nica, Sara and Richard all knew who it was and none of them wanted to open the door when suddenly it burst open and the three elders Monica, Tasha and Nali stormed in. Nica was cumming as was Richard when they burst through the three elders pulled the principal off of Nica as they knew what he was trying to do, as they did he came all over Nica and Sara. They dropped him on the floor and Monica and Tasha grabbed the two girls wrapping them up in bed sheets and sitting them on the couch as Nali closed the door.

“What the hell were you two thinking!?” Monica and Tasha shouted as Nali tied Principal ‘Richard’ Brown to the chair.

“He was going to send us away to separate schools, he was going to split us up! He said he would do it if we didn’t do as he said or asked,” Sara cried as Nica held her in her arms stroking her hair.

The three elders looked at each other and went into a huddle whispering so quiet no one could hear them, the three turned to the principal held hands and started to chant a spell. Nica and Sara looked on with astonishment not believing their eyes, they were watching the principal being bound to the chair, tightly bound.

“We bind you Richard Brown from doing harm to yourself and to others, we bind you Richard Brown from doing harm to yourself and to others, we bind you Richard Brown from doing harm to yourself and to others,” the three repeated.

They chanted this until he had no remaining hold over the girls and they could speak and join the elders to bind the principal and complete the chant.

The elders got the girls ready to go back to Monica’s house. Nali drove them back as they had much to discuss, as for the principal Monica and Tasha got him ready and also took him back to the house, they had something planned for him, something very interesting indeed.

Tasha took him to see Nali who put a silence spell on him as he was trying to cast, then she put a black hood over his head and sat him on the couch. The three elders changed into black cloaks with nothing underneath and the two girls had to wear white cloaks with nothing underneath either. Nali took Principal Brown outside as the others gathered the candles, they followed Nali outside who had lit a fire and placed five seats around it with the principal sitting on the ground behind them. They each joined the circle by age each standing until everyone was there then they sat down. Nali led the binding as she was the one with the most experience.

“By the power of Air, Earth, Fire, Water and Nature we bind thee, by the power of air, earth, fire, water and nature we bind thee, we bind thee, we bind thee!” they all chanted until a bolt of lightening came across the sky hitting the fire making The Five all fly back off their chairs. They all got up and made sure everyone was okay forgetting about the principal who is the key to their binding.

Nali went over to him once she realised he wasn’t moving she checked his pulse to make sure he was still alive, he grabbed her hand and gasped for air. Now that they had been bound together in the circle they had released the full potential of their power, all that was left to do was for Nica and Sara to get Principal Brown to cum inside them to transfer his powers to them.

The elders Tasha and Nali laid the principal out on the garden pulling his trousers and shirt off holding him down as Monica started to lick his cock to get it hard for the girls to get his seed, she started slow by teasing him with just the tip of her tongue over and around the head as one of her hands worked his shaft whilst the other gently cupped and rubbed his balls. She then took the head of his six inch cock into her hot wet mouth sucking hard as she slid up and down the shaft twirling her tongue as she went. She then let her hand do the work on his shaft as she went onto suck his balls into her mouth running her tongue over them she could feel him ready to cum, she stopped and called on Nica.

Nica lifted her cloak and lowered down onto his rock hard cock as she slid onto him and rocked back and forth. He started to spasm making him grab onto the grass and dirt as he shot stream after steam of hot cum inside Nica forgetting he was losing his powers in that transfer of fluids. Nica kept riding him making sure she was getting all she could from him, he came again but just a tiny spurt into her. The elders then got the sacred chalice and got Nica to stand over it as they collected the cum from the principal, they then gave it to the two girls to equally share between them to evenly distribute the powers from him. The Five then offered the principal as a sacrifice to complete the transfer of power to the two new witches in the circle. Nica and Sara then both held the special knife and cut open his chest, removed his beating heart and watched him die. They could feel the power grow inside of them as the heart stopped beating in their hands until it was no longer and the transfer was complete.

The Five were the strongest circle of witches in the country and what they didn’t realise was that he had more power than they ever had imagined possible making the girls the most powerful witches in world.

NO MAN WAS SAFE!

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When my bi-sexual friend Laura phoned on Friday night I confided in her how horny and sex starved I was.

I am Romy, an attractive brunette woman in professional employment, with a good body and a strong sex drive, though in hindsight my earlier sex life could be described as mainly vanilla sex.

Around the time I turned thirty-five I decided I would make my sexual dreams and fantasies happen. The first step was finding a new lover. By chance Heston came into my life, physically attractive, a little older than me, a professional job, and as I quickly learnt, a thick eight and a half-inch erection. A new benchmark for me!

Over a period of time Heston introduced me to a wide range of sexual experiences. Mutual masturbation, fucking me while another woman watched, then lesbian sex with her while he watched. I did enjoy two women watching him fuck me before they both had me while he watched.

The first time Heston fucked me with another man watching was memorable. We both insisted the second man had to be well hung and masturbate for us while he watched us fucking. And we were both very comfortable with the thought of him licking me to orgasm or blowing my man, perhaps both, while the other one of us watched, enjoyed and perhaps masturbated.

“Would you like to come and visit me tomorrow afternoon Romy? It’s time we got to know each other better, much better. I can organise a third person if you like?,” Laura asked over the phone.

At two, I was full of anticipation when I arrived at her condo. Has Laura set up a three-way? Or is it going to be tea and scones?

Laura tongue kissed me effusively as soon I entered her lavishly furnished condo. “This is my friend Tilda, the third person I organised for us. We are old and very intimate friends,” she told me as I looked over a tall, attractive, beautifully groomed woman, dressed in a below the knee white, silk skirt and matching blouse. I could see her obviously naked nipples poking against the silk.

“Very intimate,” Tilda purred as Laura tongue kissed her while I tried to hide my disappointment that Laura hadn’t organised a man for the third person.

“Laura told me you are horny and sex starved. Perhaps I can help? Better still perhaps we can both help?,” Tilda teased as both of them were kissing me.

I was enjoying the attention from two people and wondering where this might lead to as Laura removed Tilda’s blouse to show her good size, firm tits and licked and sucked both small nipples in turn.

“Now you Romy,” Tilda told me as I readily complied, licking, then sucking her nipples. “Have you ever had a tranny, a cross-dresser,” she asked in an agitated voice as Laura lifted Tilda’s skirt and let it rest on his huge, thick erection.

An instant turn on for me as I soaked in his totally naked body while Laura removed his skirt. I was ogling a hung, thick man with tits for the first time in my life, a cross dresser who was making it obvious he wanted to have sex with me. And I did like his taut ass. I wanted it to happen, my libido was in overdrive. I wanted to fuck my first tranny. I really did.

Without saying a word Laura was standing behind me, kissing my neck as she undressed me. Tilda and I were looking closely at each other. The sexual tension was electric as Laura ran her fingertips over my naked, erect nipples.

Laura was tongue kissing me as she slid my skirt and thong off. At that moment I loved flaunting my totally naked body for a hung tranny as he teased his roaring erection with a fingertip. Laura was teasing my cunt lips with a fingertip as we continued tongue kissing.

“I want to fuck you while Laura pleasures both of us,” Tilda whispered as I ogled his tits and his impressive erection.

Two minutes later Tilda was flat on his back on the huge bed as I slid my cunt lips onto his throbbing erection. Laura had her hands all over me as we kissed with our tongues. She was alternating licking and sucking my nipples, then Tilda’s nipples.

“Use me, show me how horny you are,” Tilda whispered as I slid up and down his rock hard erection.

I love tongue kissing while having sex. An extra dimension when it is a sexy, naked woman kissing me with her tongue in my mouth as she watched me fucking her tranny lover.

I did manage three orgasms before Tilda exploded.

“You were horny and sex starved when you arrived. Do you feel better now Romy?,” Laura asked as the three of us showered and unwound in the large shower alcove.

“You are a very exciting woman Romy. I want my turn with you. Would you like to lick me to orgasm while I give Tilda a blow job? Or would you like Tilda to lick you while I give him a blow job?”

“I am still very horny, I want Tilda to lick me while I watch you give him a blow job.”

I was naked apart from my heels standing with my back against the wall, my favourite position for cunnilingus, a tongue fuck. My legs were wide apart, I had one foot in heels on the floor and the other resting on a low stool. Tilda’s erection looked absolutely magnificent as Laura fondled it while licking his nipples.

At the very moment Tilda’s tongue made contact with my engorged clit, Laura wrapped her tongue and pursed lips around his erection. Both my exhibitionist and voyeuristic streaks were in play at the same time. I was watching another woman pleasuring the erection of a man I had just fucked while he was licking my cunt lips.

My body was arching forward to maximize my sexual pleasure as I put one leg over his shoulder. My new tranny lover really knew how to pleasure with his tongue as he had his hands on my big ass. I loved it when he dug his finger nails into my ass cheeks. Pleasure and pain. So good. His tongue was sexual magic as he slid it along my very wet cunt lips.

The way he was licking me, tongue fucking me was exquisite, while he was pressing the sides of my cunt lips with his thumb tips.

I was watching and comparing Janine’s blow job technique to mine. She was very subtle and teasing as she sucked and slid more than half his erection between her pursed lips, before she released it.

“Is that an extra turn on for you Romy? Do you like watching me blowing the erection you fucked earlier?,” she asked as she restarted by licking and kissing his erection before she resumed sucking it.

“Yes I do, very much, a huge extra turn on,” I moaned in response.

My hips were bucking as I orgasmed, then again, and again. So good. I wanted to build up to really huge orgasm and squirt for my two lovers, Tilda and Laura.

Without me asking Tilda was expertly teasing a finger onto my g-spot. I have never squirted while watching a tranny receiving a blow job. Even better the tranny is licking my cunt lips as his finger teases my g-spot.

“I want to orgasm and squirt for both of you, after Tilda cums. Make it happen for me.” I moaned.

“Fuck yes, so good,” Tilda was moaning as Laura had his balls in one hand as she bought him off with a teasing, expert hand job.

“Now, right now, watch me,” I moaned as Tilda blew in great spasms. “Watch me, watch me squirt, both of you,” as I had the most fantastic orgasm and squirted in huge streams.

“I am the sex starved one now, I am in need of sexual relief. Would you like to lick me while Tilda watches?,” Laura asked as the three of us unwound for the second time in the large shower alcove.

I really did enjoy showing my lesbian skills with my arms wrapped around Laura’s thighs as she sat on a sofa. Even more exciting for me with Tilda sitting alongside and teasing his nipples as he watched.

After a few minutes I was very pleased with myself when Tilda commenced masturbating his third erection for the session.

Even more pleased with myself as Laura had multiple orgasms on my tongue as she moaned, Fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt.”

Just a few years ago at thirty-five I decided to ramp up my sex life. Now here I was in a three-way with a sexy woman my age and her tranny lover.

When I had Janine’s whole body trembling with sexual pleasure as she watched Tilda orgasm, I couldn’t help but run a finger along my cunt lips for a final, wonderful orgasm.

“I have something I need to tell you about, something I need to confess to you,” I told my man Heston when he phoned the next night. “I want you naked while I tell you and confess for you, I am already naked for you.

“When I told my bi-sexual friend Laura, remember her, how horny and sex starved I was, she invited me to visit her the next afternoon, asking me if I wanted her to organise a third person.

“As soon I entered her lavishly furnished condo, Laura tongue kissed me effusively before she introduced me to her friend Tilda, a cross dresser. An instant turn on for me as I soaked in his totally naked body while Laura removed his skirt. I was ogling a hung, thick man with tits for the first time in my life, a cross dresser who was making it obvious he wanted to have sex with me.

“And I did like his taut ass. I wanted it to happen, my libido was in overdrive. I wanted to fuck my first tranny. I really did. I loved flaunting my totally naked body for a hung tranny, you know I am an exhibitionist.

“After I fucked Tilda, I was still very horny, I wanted Tilda to lick me, tongue fuck me, while I watched Laura give him a blow job. Both my exhibitionist and voyeuristic streaks were in play at the same time. I was watching another woman pleasuring the erection of a man I had just fucked while he was licking my cunt lips.

“It was all so good, I wanted to orgasm and squirt for both of them, a tranny and bi-sexual woman, after Tilda orgasmed.”

Heston had a tremor in his voice when he told me, “Listening to your sexy story had given me an erection Romy, an absolute boner. Did you orgasm and squirt for both of them?”

“Of course. Now make it happen for me. Orgasm with me, cum with me, I am so close. One, two, three,” I moaned, my eyes closed.

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Becky, the world’s first futa, participates in the naughtiest game show of all time!

The World’s First Futa – Futa’s Naughty Jobs

Chapter One: Futa’s First Hot Game Show

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

April 17th, 2047

I was still riding the emotional high of declaring to the world just how much I loved my young wife. Though our relationship was only four years and four months old, she had become my world. I had to wait until I was in my forties to meet my soulmate, but I did. The moment I laid eyes on Sharron, eighteen and quivering, she stole my heart.

After talking about attending the wedding of Sharron’s parents, my ex-boyfriend Kurt to his soulmate Rosemary, and spending the wedding night with the happy couple fucking the bride as many times as I could, I just had to share to the world the depths of my love for Sharron.

“And we’re back in thirty seconds,” the male producer said.

I nodded my head, the makeup guy—when dealing with me, it was best to use men since women could lose control and fuck me, especially if they’ve never been bred by me before—touched up my mascara and the foundation on my cheeks after the tears of joy I shed.

Sharron still fanned her face as she just stood off stage.

“Wow,” Adelia said as she took her place on the couch. Like me, she needed her makeup fixed. The caramel-skinned, mixed-race talk show host gave me a big smile. “That had to keep viewership high, and I can just imagine the amount of rewatches that clip will generate.”

“I’m sure there’s already a dozen videos on YouTube remixed of it with sappy music playing. Like Sarah McLachlan or something.”

“Ah, yes, oldies are always nice to put on songs.”

I shook my head. I was a little young to know Sarah McLachlan at her height during the Nineties, but I forgot that I had a decade on Adelia. Then I shivered, remembering that Nirvana played on oldie rock networks on Spotify and Pandora these days.

Where had the years gone?

“Well,” Adelia said, “you good to continue, Becky? That almost wiped me out.”

“I am,” I said, taking a deep breath. “I didn’t think talking about that night would bring up such emotions and…”

My words trailed off as Adelia held up her hand. “Let’s save that for when we’re live. Which is in…?”

“Five seconds,” the male producer answered. He stood between two of the cameras streaming this interview live to the world. Behind him lurked the shadowy studio audience. I could feel them still buzzing with the emotional high they shared in.

“Welcome back,” Adelia said smoothly when the red lights blinked on atop the camera. “For those just joining in, I’m here with President Becky Woodward celebrating her forty-eighth birthday. We’ve been talking about her life as the world’s first futa. You just missed out on an emotional display as she discussed attending the wedding of her ex-boyfriend, Kurt Albertson. The very man whose cum triggered her transformation.”

“Hard to forget a guy that changes your life,” I quipped, sitting up straight.

“I bet,” Adelia said. “Now, you said that you realized how empty your life was after seeing him wit his new bride, Rosemary.”

“I was twenty-three, been a futa for four-and-a-half years. I never had a girlfriend in all of that time. I was just having sex. Five or six different women a day. Sometimes more. It was pleasure, pure hedonism. I was breeding nubile virgins and married MILFs. It was incredible, but seeing Kurt and Rosemary’s love reminded me of what I would have had if this never happened.

“Kurt and I would have been in that much love. Or so I always thought.” I shrugged. “I don’t know what would my life had been like if I hadn’t changed, but I thought I’d have what Rosemary did. And now… I felt it’s loss. I didn’t have a purpose.”

“So did you go out and try to find one?” Adelia asked.

“I started to, but it was just easier for me to get lost in the pleasure of new pussy. It was such a… distraction.”

Adelia laughed, rich and full of honest joy. “Mmm, I bet it was.”

“I didn’t find a purpose until I was nominated for president. That really sharpened my life into focus.” I shrugged. “But that didn’t have for… what, another fifteen years. So I just spent the rest of my twenties and half my thirties just… existing. I did weird jobs, whatever amusements I could find to change things up before it got boring.”

“Like starring in a porno about your own life?” Adelia asked.

“That was… novel.” I leaned back. “I think the Japanese game show was one of the weirdest things I experienced during this time. It was… a couple years after the wedding, maybe three and…”

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January 7th, 2025

I had no idea what the announcer was saying as he spoke in such rapid Japanese. I barely knew any of the language. It wasn’t that hard living in Tokyo when you only spoke English, and the TV studio was a big help, providing me with so many comforts so they could have me for their new game show: “Futanari Explosion!”

Yep, they used the English word there and it always made me giggle when the announcer said it in this super dramatic voice struggling with the word. The Japanese, I’d learned, had a hard time with L’s and multiple consonants piled together.

The host, Osamu Kato, had such energy. The balding, short Japanese man, his skin a dark shade of olive, raced up and down the stage as he cheered on the dozen or so women who were running an obstacle course in order to win the grand prize of the game: getting fucked by me live on Japanese TV.

I kept hearing my name, pounced as “Bakukee,” shouted by Mr. Osamu as he screamed into his microphone. The dozen women were racing forward through suspended punching bags painted garish shades of pinks and purples. They knocked the naked women around, making their luscious tits jiggle. All were native Japanese women in their twenties or thirties, fit and sexy. The first three to make it to the end would participate in the rest of the show.

My dick ached and throbbed as I watched the lead woman—an energetic Japanese gal with round, bouncing tits—burst out of the swinging punching bags and raced to a balance beam over what looked to a pit full of vanilla pudding.

The watching crowd whooped and cheered as the naked woman stepped out onto the thin beam, her arms thrust out before her. Her silky, black hair danced about her shoulders as her dainty feet stepped across it.

The end of the obstacle course loomed before her. She just had to navigate a steep slope with a moat of a black, tar-like liquid at the bottom. Maybe it was chocolate syrup. Or, here in the Japan, it could have been something else.

They had such weird snack foods.

A second woman burst out of the punching bags, young and youthful. She darted out onto the beam with such confidence. She made it two steps before she slipped. I winced as she fell, straddling the beam, my pussy clenching in sympathy as her small tits bounced. Then she rolled to the right and fell into the pudding.

The crowd cheered louder. Mr. Osamu shouted in his microphone while striking a strange pose. He wore a purple tracksuit of all things, a gold medallion dangling about his neck like he was some sort of rap star.

More women were bursting out of the punching bags. The bottleneck to get on the balance beam had them all tousling and scrambling together. A busty woman gasped as she was pushed off, her hair streaking around her face as she went splat into the pudding, her tits heaving.

These women were ravenous to have sex with me.

A tall and slender woman was the next across the balance beam while the first was leaping to the slope. She grasped a bump and began climbing up it to the top while the slender woman darted across the beam in record time. Other women were falling into the pudding, but another two managed to cross.

Mr. Osamu was almost hysterical, his face going ruddy as he screamed into the microphone. That first woman hauled herself to the top and smacked one of the three buttons. Then she bounced on her heels and thrust out her fingers in a V while the cameras recorded her perky body and heaving tits.

She was sexy. They all were.

My futa-dick ached and throbbed. I wondered if I would get to fuck her before the nation of Japan. I fisted my girl-cock as I waited, a camera trained on me. I winked at it, my blonde hair falling about my face, my round tits swaying. The second woman reached the top, smacking another button. Her small tits jiggled as she threw an arm into the air and cried out in Japanese:

“Yatta!”

I had no idea what it meant.

Two women, one short and busty and the other petite and girlish, jumped for the slope at the same time. The short woman’s big tits heaved before her. She smacked into the side and grasped one of the round protrusions on the slope. The petite girl hit the slope. She gasped, scrambled for purchase, then tumbled. She let out a gasp before rolling down and landing in the thick, dark syrup. Her tiny tits quivered, the sauce spilling up them as she squirmed on her rump.

The busty girl made it to the top and hit the last button.

“Winners!” shouted Mr. Osamu in English.

And just like that, the lights died as the first commercial break went in. I groaned, my pussy leaking juices down my thighs. This was the premier episode of the game show, and it was wild. I couldn’t believe the obstacle course these girls had to run through. They were all so eager for it, too. The winning girls were brought over to me. The all smiled at me, their eyes so smoky.

I learned their names then.

The first girl was Junko. She had an energetic bounce about her and a cute, round face. Her breasts swayed as she couldn’t stop moving. She gave me a cute wave and fluttered her eyes at me before breaking into giggles.

The second girl, the tall and slender one, was more reserved but still obviously eager to be here. She kept fingering her nipples as she wiggled her hips. Her name was Hanako. “Which means Little Flower, Becky-san,” she added to me. “I told have very sweet flower.”

“I bet you do,” I told her, my dick aching, barely parsing her broken English.

“Watashi wa Kimiko,” the third girl said, her big tits jiggling. I knew enough Japanese now to understand she said: “I am Kimiko.” She squirmed, rubbing her thighs together, her pussy shaved and glistening.

“Okay, we have quick interview with the girls, then the fun begins,” Mr. Osamu said, giving me a big grin. “Okay, Becky?”

“Okay!” I said, giving him a thumbs up with my left hand; my right was occupied. “I’ll just keep jerking my dick.”

“Such big dick,” Hanako muttered, her eyes staring at it with such hunger. Then she gasped as Osamu turned her around to face the cameras.

I had no idea what any of the contestants said as they answered questions. Japanese spilled so fast out of their mouths. It sounded so musical, so beautiful, and utterly alien to me. The girls were all eager. They all were squirming, especially Junko. They faced away from me during the interviews, letting me enjoy their three naked asses, Hanako’s thick bush gleaming with drops of her pussy juices.

I fondled my round breast, my pink nipple aching. My hand wanted to pump my cock faster, but I had to wait. I couldn’t cum. Yet. After seven years since I became a futanari, the world had changed so much. Even here in Japan, they were showing sex on a game show, complete with naked girls. In America, the 28th Amendment passed last year giving adults the freedom to have sex wherever they wanted, even on national TV.

No longer did the FCC have to look the other way when I was getting naughty on TV thanks to the Becky Amendment, as people were calling it.

What would the world be like in another decade or so when the first of my daughters became eighteen. Would they make women as horny as I did? Would they cause them to go into hyper-ovulation and heat, becoming so eager to be bred by me? In a hundred years, would the human race only be futanari?

Maybe.

“It’s time for FUTANARI CUM EXPLOSION!” Mr. Osamu said, suddenly shouting in English.

The three contests spun around, Kimiko’s big tits bouncing before her. They fell to the ground before me and began wrestling each other. Their naked bodies slipped and squirmed around each other as the three fought to be on top.

I shuddered at the sight of their bodies rubbing together. Hard nipples thrust from their breasts. They pressed their tits into each other. They moaned and groaned, thighs rubbing against juicy pussies. Hands grabbed rumps.

“CUM! CUM! CUM!” chanted the watching crowd.

I fisted my cock hard now. No holding back. I stood over the three wrestling, squirming women. They gasped and moaned, crying out in Japanese as they all struggled to be on top, to be exposed to my spurting jizz when I orgasmed.

It was so hot. One moment, Kimiko and her big tits was heaving on top of the pile, her eyes so eager, the next energetic Junko was onto, her round breasts bouncing before her, dusky-olive nipples so hard. Then Hanako squirmed to the top, her slender rump thrusting up at me, her dark bush gleaming wet between her thighs.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned. “Ooh, you little sluts want to be covered in my jizz.”

“Becky-san!” Hanako moaned before she vanished back into the pile.

“CUM! CUM! CUM!”

The entire studio rumbled with the crowd’s passion. It fed the ache building and building in the depths of my pussy. I kept myself on edge all through the obstacle course and the interviews, my ovaries begging to unleash a huge load of jizz.

“You three sluts just want to be coated in it.”

“Yes, yes, slut!” groaned Kimiko. She popped out on top, her round face twisted in pleasure. “Spill seed on us, Becky!”

“Cover us!” gasped Hanako.

“Futanari no Seishi!” moaned Kimiko, her hands cupping her tits before Junko seized those big breasts and pulled her down to the floor again.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped, my pussy clenching.

My hand flew up and down my dick. The pressure built and built at the spongy tip, aching to burst out of me. Every time my stroking hand reached the pinnacle and caressed my crown, pleasure shot down to my pussy and ovaries.

My face twisted. All of Japan watched right now. I bet women were fingering their cunts or jamming dildos into their pussies wishing they were one of three writhing before me about to be bathed in my jizz.

My hand shot up to the tip of my dick. My tits heaved. Pleasure exploded in the depths of my pussy. My orgasm rippled through my cunt. My pussy convulsed, flooding juices hot down my thighs while my dick…

My dick erupted.

Cum shot from my girl-cock. My white splattered for the three writhing women. Kimiko popped out between Junko and Hanako, cupping those big tits. My cum splattered across them. That first load spilled all over her heaving mounds.

Junko scrambled. She thrust her face up and over Kimiko’s big boobs. I groaned, my second blast splattering across her cheek and nose before the other half painted a short line on Kimiko’s heaving tit right across her nipple.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I howled, fisting my cock as my jizz pumped out of me.

Pleasure slammed into my mind. Dizzying waves of bliss surged over me. The crowd thundered their excitement while my cum splattered the three girls. Hanako managed get a stripe of pearly jizz across her side and hip and Kimiko got another big load to splash on her shaved pussy, my jizz rolling over her juicy labia.

My final spurt erupted. Kimiko darted her head forward, eyes closed, while Hanako did the same. Most landed on Kimiko, a curving line that went over her lips before spilling onto Hanako’s forehead and into her black hair.

“Ooh, that was good,” I panted.

“Futanari cum explosion!” roared Mr. Osamu.

“FUTANARI CUM EXPLOSION!” cheered the crowd while the three contestants gained their feet.

The winner was clear. Kimiko had easily twice my cum dripping off her body. I shuddered, my body buzzing with rapture while Kimiko bounced her jizz-splattered tits before the cameras and the cheering crowd, more of my spunk leaking down her thighs.

Round one was over.

Round two was… interesting. I didn’t get to participate, which I thought was a shame. I just had to sit around and look sexy, my futa-cock thrusting up from my lap, my twenty-five-year-old body on display for every one to ogle. The three women knelt on their hands on knees on padded pillows while piston sex machines were moved in behind them.

If you don’t know what a piston sex machine is, they might be the most expensive sex toy in the world. They provide motors for fucking dildos in and out of a woman’s pussy. If you’ve ever seen a porno of a girl getting fucked by a pistoning dildo, it was similar to one of these devices. They maneuvered each one behind the contestant, sliding a thick, bumpy dildo into her pussy.

I wished it was my dick, but there was only one of me.

I sat before them, the prize they were all shooting for. The three women all stared at me with such hunger. Then the puzzles were dumped out before them. They weren’t big puzzles, only seventy-five pieces, but you try putting one together while a dildo pumped in and out your pussy.

“PUSSY PUZZLE EXPLOSION!” shouted Mr. Osamu at the top of his lungs, his gold medallion bouncing on his chest as he leaped up into the air.

The machines hummed to life. The women gasped and moaned as the dildos fucked their cunts. Fast. They pistoned in and out of them with speeds no guy, or a blonde futanari, could match. In moments, pussy cream dribbled down their thighs.

The three women moaned in Japanese, their faces twisted in rapture. Kimiko’s heavy tits swayed back and forth, my cum dribbling down her breasts to her fat nipples. Junko’s had a nice bounce to them as she sorted through her puzzle, struggling to assemble her pieces. Hanako’s firm titties hardly moved, but she had a flood of pussy juices flowing down her thighs.

She thrust her tongue through her plump lips and went to work on the puzzle.

“Ooh, yes, yes, put those puzzles together and you’ll get to enjoy me,” I moaned, thrusting my legs wide, my pussy on display for them, my blonde bush soaked by my juices. I fisted my dick, precum spilling out the tip. My toes curled as I whimpered in delight. Such pleasure built and built in me. “Yes, yes, you can do it.”

The girls moaned and gasped, fumbling at the pieces. The machines fucked their pussies so fast and hard. It was such a wicked treat to enjoy. My toes curled as I pumped my hand up and down my dick. I didn’t have to hold back.

And neither did the contestants.

“Iku!” Kimiko howled, her back arching as she exploded on the dildo fucking in and out of her pussy. Her orgasmic bliss burned across her face while her hand scattered her puzzle, breaking several pieces off.

Beside her, Junko shook her head, struggling against the pleasure. It spilled across her features. I leaned forward, fisting my dick so hard and fast. My pussy clenched as I smiled at her. She stared up at me.

“Becky!” Junko moaned. “Futa-chan!”

“Yes!” I groaned as she orgasm. My futa-dick pulsed. My hot cum fired up my body to splatter my tits.

“FUTANARI EXPLOSION!” screamed the crowd as I writhed in bliss, my dick erupting, coating my breasts in my own jizz for the nation of Japan to witness. My eyes fluttered as I groaned, the bliss flooding through my body.

I loved it. It was so incredible. I drank it as the rapture pumped through me. My hips kept fucking up into the air. I whimpered, grinding my teeth together as I savored such bliss pumping through my veins, electrifying my passions.

The chair creaked beneath me. I squirmed and groaned. My ass clenched and my toes spasmed. My head leaned back as the crowd cheered on my pleasures. My futa-dick spurted a final time, a powerful blast that splashed salt across my face.

“Futanari explosion!” I shouted.

“FUTANARI EXPLOSION!” the crowd answered.

I panted, my round breasts heaving as the pleasure coursed through my body. I whimpered and shook my head, my entire body buzzing from the delight that pumped through me. I drank in the applause, the whoops, the joy the audience took in witnessing my orgasm. I loved being in front of people.

This game show would be awesome. It was like hosting the Ms. Bred Beauty Pageant, but I only got to do that once a year. I would get this rush every week. Something to fill my heart. I smiled, my tits heaving, my cum running down them.

I sat up, blinking, staring at the contestants.

Junko had recovered from her orgasm while busty Kimiko still gasped and moaned, pussy juices flooding down her thighs. Was she cumming again? Her big breasts swayed as her hands clenched about puzzle pieces. Hanako, in the center, concentrated. Her flushed face stared down at the Pieces her fingers working. She had an impressive lead.

But could she keep it.

“Mmm,” I purred, my right hand idly sweeping up the cum dribbling down my tits. I brought it to my lips, savoring the salty treat as I watched the tall and slender Hanako fumble with a puzzle piece.

The piston sex machine fucked her as hard as the other two. Her entire body trembled. Her eyes squeezed tight. Her jaw clenched. Her entire face contorted. I groaned, realizing she warred against an orgasm. Would she surrender to the piece. Junko was catching up. The energetic girl’s hands flying as she scooped up puzzle pieces.

Hanako whimpered. Her hand fumbled to push in the next piece. She was just so close. She squeezed her eyes shut again, her face contorting. Junko let out a shout of delight, popping in another one of her pieces.

“Come on,” I muttered and then scooped up an other gob of cum. I brought it to my mouth and popped it in.

Loved it.

“You can do it,” I groaned. Something about Hanako’s determination filled me with delight.

Her eyes snapped open. She grabbed her piece and jammed it in. Then she grabbed her final piece, twisted it, the piston sex machine fucking her pussy so hard and fast. My own cunt clenched in envy, wanting to experience that pistoning delight.

Then Hanako popped her piece in. “Yatta!”

She surrendered to her passion. Her face fell as she orgasmed so hard, triumph burning about her face. The crowd roared as for the winner of the second round. I groaned, loving the look of bliss rippling across Hanako’s face.

She earned every moment of bliss coursing through her body. She deserved every bit of the rapture surging through her. I was so happy for her. I beamed at her and trembled in delight. Her head snapped up, her small tits jiggling.

“WINNER!” howled Mr. Osamu. He grabbed her arm and wrenched her up to her feet, pulling her pussy off the fucking machine. “WINNER! PUSSY PUZZLE EXPLOSION!”

I just shuddered while the other two girls stood on unsteady feet. And that brought us to the question round. The three girls were brought before small plinths, all made of clear plastic, topped with a red button. It was so skinny so as not to hide their bodies, Kimiko’s big tits covered in my drying jizz. Behind them were the score boards. Hanako and Kimiko both had twenty points, a two question lead, over poor Junko.

She’d have to be quick.

I trembled in my chair. Whoever came out of this with the most points, would win. I sat on my throne, the prize for the three girls. They faced me, licking their lips, all so hungry for it. All so eager to rush at me.

Each wore a collar with a chain that lead back to a wall making sure none of the losers tried to rush at me and mount me. Only the winner got that joy. At least on camera. I had no doubts I would enjoy all three of them before the night was over.

And, of course, the winner won some money, but I doubt any of those three really cared about it. Not when they stared at me with such hunger in their eyes. They licked their lips, eyes glassy, pale-olive faces flushed.

Kimiko fondled those big, lush tits. Junko fingered her pussy, her digits buried into her thick, black bush.

I didn’t understand the first question. I wish I spoke some Japanese.

Junko smacked her buzzer, her round breasts heaving, her left hand still fingering her twat. She answered in Japanese and bells went off. Mr. Osamu pulled out the clothespin from his pocket. Punishments weren’t uncommon in Japanese game shows.

My nipple throbbed as he clamped it onto Junko’s nipple. She gasped and shuddered, her face scrunching up with pain. Then her eyes landed on me. She stared at me with such intensity, enduring the pain for a chance to fuck me.

Behind her, 10 points appeared on the board. I blinked. She got the question right?

Mr. Osamu barked out his next question. Kimiko smacked in, said something in Japanese. A loud, honking sound played and red lights flashed. She got it wrong. Then Junko smacked her board and shouted something.

Bells rang. She winced, threw back her shoulders, and thrust her round tits at Mr. Osamu to accept her “point.” My futa-cock twitched as he clamped her other nipple with the clothespin. She shuddered, dancing in place, her left hand still fingering her pussy while she let out a moan of pain.

Or of rapture.

Then I understood why a contestant would want to win those earlier rounds and earn bonus points. It meant less clothespins clamped on their tits. I shuddered as I watched the questions fly out of Mr. Osamu’s mouth, the girls smacking in, their breasts jiggling. They’d answer questions then tense, waiting for the pain. Soon, all three had both nipples clamped and Junko had two more clothespins biting into her tits, pinching her flesh.

She endured it for me.

I shuddered, feeling so flattered that these three Japanese women allowed their tits to be clamped just to fuck me. They all moaned. They all gasped. Soon, all three were masturbating. Their faces were flushed. Juices flowed down their thighs as they stammered through their answers. They were all moaning, shuddering.

“Becky-san!” whimpered Junko. She had seven clothespins dangling off her tits plus the two on her nipples. “Becky-san!” Her face contorted in rapture as she came, finding ecstasy amid the pain coursing through her tits.

It was so beautiful.

Hanako smacked her buzzer, taking advantage of Junko’s distraction, and receiving her fifth clothespin on her small tits. She didn’t have much tits, so her skin looked stretched taut by the clothespins. She leaned over, moaning, her fingers plunging in and out of her thigh.

The crowd drank it in.

Hanako smacked the buzzer on the next question and took the lead. Her body swayed, her nipples bouncing as the clothespins pulled on them. She stared at me with such hungry eyes as Mr. Osamu barked out the next question.

Her and Junko both smacked their hands down. Kimiko, who only had two clothespins on her big tits, didn’t even try. I gasped as Hanako’s light came on. She landed just slightly ahead of Junko. She cried out her answer. “Fujisan!”

“Kurekuto!” howled Mr. Osamu. He said then when they got them right. He pulled out one last clothespin and clipped it onto her right breast. She groaned, her body contorting. Then he stepped back and shouted. “WINNER! FUTANARI EXPLOSION!”

“FUTANARI EXPLOSION!” shouted the crowd.

With a buzz, Hanako’s collar snapped open. Released, the winner charged at me. Her tall, lithe body dashed past Mr. Osamu. Her small breasts jiggled. The clothespins pinching her tits and nipples bouncing up and down. She had such joy in her eyes.

“Becky-san!” she moaned, falling to her knees. “I win you! I win futanari explosion!”

Such joy burned in her slanted eyes.

“Yes, you did,” I groaned as she gasped my futa-dick, fisting it before all of Japan. The cameras moved in, recording her ducking her head down and burying her face into my blonde bush.

I groaned as her hungry tongue lapped at my pussy with such energy. She fluttered it up my folds. I groaned, my toes curling. My round, cum-stained tits heaved from the shock of pleasure rippling through me. My dick throbbed in her stroking hand. She fisted up and down my dick while staring up at me past my shaft.

“I win!” she moaned again then licked at my labia.

“You are a winner, Hanako!” I gasped, her tongue fluttering along my folds. “Just enjoy. Eat my pussy.”

“Pussy!” she gasped. Then she sucked on my labia for a moment. “So good. Yum.”

I loved her enthusiasm. She endured the clothespins, completed the obstacle course, fought off the piston sex machine pleasure all so she could love me. A dizzy thrill ran through me. My futa-dick throbbed in her hand. I loved this.

Her tongue bathed my pussy. She licked up my juices as they flowed out of me. She feasted on my cream while the crowd celebrated her victory. I squirmed on my throne, loving this. Loving this country.

“I love Japan!” I moaned, my futa-dick throbbing in her stroking hand. Every time she pumped up the pinnacle and massaged my spongy crown, my pussy clenched on her probing tongue.

She swirled it through my depths. She plundered in and out of my cunt, teasing me, driving me so wild. My eyes fluttered. My heart pounded. I squirmed and shuddered. My eyes rolled back in my head. It was such a delicious delight. I savored this. My thighs squeezed about her face.

Her hand stroked faster and faster. She worshiped me with that naughty tongue. She was so skilled about it. I whimpered as my orgasm built and built in me. My ovaries grew tighter and tighter. My toes curled and—

“Futa-chan,” Mr. Osamu said, leaning in at me as I shuddered. “How is Hanako-chan doing? Is she making your pussy feel very well?”

“Oh, yes,” I panted as he held out his microphone before me. “Such a good pussy licker. She’s going to make me cum so hard.”

Then he leaned down, lowering the microphone. He spoke to her in Japanese. She lifted her face, her lips and cheeks shiny with my juices. She had such a beaming smile on her face as she answered him in their musical, beautiful tongue.

Then she leaned up and sucked on the tip of my girl-dick.

My eyes bulged at the sudden warmth engulfing my dick. Her amazing tongue that just so pleased my pussy now danced around the spongy crown of my dick. I groaned and shuddered. My pussy clenched, my toes curling.

“And how is her cock-sucking?” asked Mr. Osamu.

“Oh, she’s good,” I moaned. Then I gasped as Hanako jammed a pair of fingers into my pussy. “Very good. She’s going to make me cum.”

“Just flood her mouth will all your… jism. Your futa-jism?”

“Yes, yes, all of it!” I moaned, my pussy clenching down on those delightful digits pumping away inside of me.

My body shuddered. The pleasure surged down my cock and swirled through my snatch. It was such a wicked delight. My eyes fluttered while the bliss rippled through me. She sucked so hard on my girl-dick while plundering my cunt. My ovaries drank in the stimulation.

It wouldn’t be long before I exploded. My head tossed, one of the cameras moving in, getting a close-up of my flushed face. I stared right into it, looking out at the nation of Japan as Hanako thrust a third finger into my cunt while her mouth slid up and down my dick.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” I screamed out. “I’m going to… Cum!”

My futa-jizz fired into Hanako’s mouth. My pussy convulsed about her thrusting fingers. She plunged them in deep, burying them into the hilt in me. My body shivered. Stars burst across my vision while I shuddered and writhed in rapture. My legs shook while ecstasy fired into my mind.

Hanako moaned about my erupting girl-cock. She swallowed down my seed. Her eyes squeezed shut. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked hard, drawing out more and more cum from the reservoir of my ovaries.

“Oh, that was good,” I groaned.

“FUTANARI EXPLOSION!” howled Mr. Osamu.

“FUTANARI EXPLOSION!” roared the crowd.

Hanako’s mouth popped off my dick, cum and her drool leaking down her chin. “Futanari explosion!” she gasped as she rose. “Yummy futanari explosion!”

“Uh-huh,” I groaned as her small tits came in to sight, still covered in the clothespin, both her nipples pinched tight.

She grasped my shaft. She stroked me as she straddled my waist. I groaned as she brought my cock to her juicy pussy. Then she impaled herself down my shaft. Her juicy pussy swallowed my clit-dick, my crown still hypersensitive from my orgasm.

I whimpered as she sank down it. Her head arched back, thrusting those small, clothespin-pinched tits at me. Her hands grasped my blonde hair as she worked her hips, sliding and swirling her pussy around my futa-cock.

“Damn!” I groaned. “Oh, Hanako, you’re so hot.”

“Futa-cock!” she moaned. “Big futa-cock!” Then she cried out in Japanese.

Mr. Osamu laughed.

Pleasure coursed through my body. A dizzy delight rippled through me as I stared at those small, jiggling breasts bouncing before me. The clothespins flicked up and down. They looked so painful. I grabbed one pinching at the bottom of her right tip and squeezed the ends, freeing her.

Her pussy clamped down at me. She gasped, her tits quivering. The pale imprint in her flesh flushed dark as the blood rushed back in. She whimpered, her cunt feeling incredible about my dick. She quivered atop me.

“Futa-chan!” she panted, pumping her tight cunt up and down my girl-dick. “More! More! Feel good!”

I seized another clothespin from her other breast. I yanked it off. She squealed, her pussy clamping down hard about my girl-dick. The grip of her silky cunt made me tremble. Pleasure spilled down my shaft while the ache built and built at the tip.

I wanted to erupt into her silky heaven so badly. I wanted to pump her full of all my jizz. I seized another clothespin and ripped it off her tit. Then a fourth. She gasped and squealed, her nipples bouncing, still pinched.

“You get so hot when I take these off,” I groaned. “Your pussy feels amazing. Makes me want to cum in you.”

“Yes, yes, cum! Breed! Give me baby! Futa-baby!” Her face contorted in ecstasy. She slammed her cunt down my cock, engulfing every inch of me in her juicy pussy.

Was there anything better than a hot pussy fucking up and down my cock? Tight, hot, silky, wet pussy. I loved it.

I could feel her building towards her orgasm. She craved it. She wanted my seed pumping into her, craved that explosive release. It would shudder through her. She would ride that wave right to her ecstatic bliss, gasping and moaning, crying out for all the world to hear as she milked my cock, eager for my futa-cum to breed her.

My ovaries clenched. They were eager to unleash more of my cum. In nine months, Japan would be awash in my futa-daughters. They loved futanari here. They had an entire genre about women growing dicks before I ever appeared.

Now they wrote them about me. I saw so many comics, and even an Anime on their TV, starring me. It was all so incredible. It made me ache and throb. My hips thrust up from the throne, meeting her pussy slamming down my shaft.

Our flesh slapped together. Her small tits jiggled with their firm perkiness. Her nipples bounced, waving those clothespins. They begged to be pulled off. To give this heavenly creature some sort of relief.

I grasped the one on her right nipple. I tugged on it. She gasped, her pussy clenching down so hard on my futa-cock. I groaned at the tight grip. It was incredible. My head tossed back and forth, my pussy clenching and toes curling.

She engulfed every inch of my futa-cock as I pulled off the clothespin.

Her right nipple sprang into its normal thick, thrusting shape. She squealed in rapture. Her head tossed back and forth, black hair dancing in silky strands about her face. Her pussy clenched down so hard on my girl-dick.

Her juices flowed, soaking my crotch.

“Futa-chan!” she moaned, her eyes fluttering. “Yes, yes, yes. So good! Cum in me! Breed me!”

“Oh, I will,” I told her, giving her a big grin.

I ripped off her other clothespin. She gasped, freed of all the pain. I leaned down, engulfing her sore nub, soothing it with my wet mouth. My tongue swabbed around it. Her hands dug into my blonde hair as she slammed down my girl-shaft.

And came.

Her pussy convulsed about my dick. Her flesh writhed about me. I groaned and shuddered, sucking so hard on her nipples. It was such a wicked thrill. Her flesh spasmed about me, milking me, driving me wild with such rapture. I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut.

“Breed me!” she gasped. “Give me futa-jism. Yes, yes. Thick cream! In my pussy! Baby! Give me you baby, Becky!”

I squeezed my eyes shut. Her pussy writhed about my cock, sucking at it. She rose up it, her rippling flesh caressing me the entire way. My sensitive tip drank it in, feeding the pressure mounting right there.

She slammed down my girl-dick again.

I groaned about her nipple.

My futa-cock unloaded into her pussy. My jizz fired. Blast after blast of my futa-seed spurted out of me and into her pussy. She squirmed on me, quivering and moaning. She held me to her tit as I sucked on it, flooding the tall, Japanese winner with all my cum.

“FUTANARI EXPLOSION!” roared the crowd as I bred Hanako before their eyes.

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April 17th, 2047

“The Japanese definitely make things interesting,” Adelia said. She leaned forward. “I hear they really embraced futas. Your daughters are all celebrities over there.”

I nodded my head. “Oh, they loved me.” I grinned at her. “I learned after being there a few weeks that the Japanese Diet had revoked their censorship laws before I arrived. They didn’t used to allow depictions of cocks and pussies over there. Not in any of their porn, what they call hentai.”

“Really?” Adelia frowned. “But I thought Japan used to be infamous for its openness about sex and porn. Wasn’t that how it was before you came along?”

“They were, but after their surrender to America during World War II, General MacArthur put in this decency clause into their constitution. So the Japanese blur out genitals in their porn, or use little black lines in their comic drawings, often just covering the frenulum and slit of penis, and the labial lips and clitoris of a woman. It’s weird. But, because of me, they got rid of it, letting Futanari Explosion exist.”

“Wow,” Adelia said. “And you were quite the celebrity over there.”

“Oh, yes, I bred so many of their idol stars, what they call the girls in their pop band. Well, at least the ones who were over eighteen. You see, they have these all girl bands over there, like boy bands here in the states. They can get quite big, some boasting twenty or more members. I did a concert with Kawaii Five and bred all of them right there on stage while their fans cheered them on.”

“Sounds like you had quite a fun time in Japan.”

“I did…” I sighed. “I mean, I enjoyed being on the game show for a few years and Japan in general, but, well, I got bored. It was all just sex. Great sex, but it was time for me to move on to other delights.”

“Is that why you joined that reality show?”

“Living with the Futa,” I said, shaking my head. “Isn’t that just such an unoriginal title? Like something a writer slapped-dashed together in a pitch meeting and it stuck. But it came at the right time. I was bored with all the sex on the game show. It sounded fun. Living with the same girls for a month like it was the bachelorette. I even thought I might find love.”

“Well, we know you didn’t find love.”

I shook my head, my face falling. “Only drama.”

To be continued…

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I am Sarah, of French descent, in my mid-forties. I have a high sex drive, very high, I am to please and be pleased sexually, I love being licked and teased by both sexes,

MONDAY

Hi baby, I promised I would email you while I am away, 1,000 miles from home staying with my old friend Rachel for almost two weeks. She is the same age as me, forty-four, a good age for women.

Rachel is as attractive as ever. You keep reminding me, most women are in their sexual prime at that age, including me. All inhibitions were lost long ago and many are at the bi-curious stage. You helped me past my bi-curious stage – now thanks to you I am overtly bi-sexual. You know I love being overtly bi and teasing women.

You made me promise you I would not fuck anyone while I am away, while you were fucking me last Sunday afternoon. You were magnificent, your thick, nine-inch erection was like an iron bar. You edged me with your tongue for what seemed like thirty minutes before you fucked me. I lost count of my orgasms before I swallowed for you.

TUESDAY

I have my own room and bathroom in a large modern house. Very few condos out west. Pleased you asked for more details of my stay baby. And no, I have not fucked anyone. And so pleased you masturbated while you looked at pics of my naked big ass on your tablet. How long did you last for?

Just as I hoped Rachel watched me showering last night before she asked if she could join me. You know what happened after that without me telling you. She was exquisite and I did enjoy reciprocating.

WEDNESDAY

Three days since I had a cock inside me and so horny. I will be fantasising about you fucking me with your thick, nine-inch erection later while I sit I naked in front of the full length mirror in my room and use my large vibrator. Not quite naked though, you know I love to wear heels when having sex, they are a must. And Rachel wants to watch and hold the vibrator, so exciting, you know I love an audience.

THURSDAY

Today was a huge day, Rachel told me this morning two of her lady friends come around every Thursday afternoon for a sauna and asked if I would like to join them. When I saw three other women with naked bodies I felt so horny. You know what a strong sex drive I have. Watching them undress and removing their incredibly sexy lingerie made me very horny. I was sure they were teasing me. I did enjoy undressing for them and flaunting my naked body for them, you know I am a rampant sexual exhibitionist for men and women.

Rachel’s sauna had wooden seats down two sides and a hand held adjustable shower head. Very intimate and incredibly erotic as we all watched another woman spray us with the shower head and adjust the flow.

Sarah lives a thousand miles back east, Rachel told the other two women. She promised her man she wouldn’t fuck anyone while she was staying with me, the world is full of compromises though, she teased.

The needle spray on my big ass was a wonderful new sensation as two other women watched Rachel spray it. I couldn’t help moaning, ‘oh fuck’ as Rachel directed the spray onto my cunt lips as I stood with my legs spread, soaking up the pleasure.

Other than sex, the conversation in the sauna as we ogled each other’s naked bodies was negligible. There is something about saunas, they raise the blood temperature and my libido. Rhonda was a tall, slim blond, with neat, jet black pubes. I was flattered when she told me she wanted to have me before I returned home to you. And worship your magnificent big ass. she told me as an afterthought.

Kerri was twenty-years younger than the rest of us, a very attractive, size-10 medical professional with magnificent tits and nipples to match, must have been 36C. It was obvious to the other women I wanted to lick and suck her tits.

You and I have sexual pleasure in a sauna with extra partners, men and women. This was my first time with three other women. An absolute buzz for me licking and sucking Kerri’s magnificent 36C tits and nipples while Rhonda had her hands all over my ass. “So good, my nipples are like bullets for you, I love a talented older woman licking and sucking my big tits,” she told me. And I did like the other two women watching.

In case you are wondering, yes, Kerri did tongue fuck me while the other two women watched. I know I made you a promise I would not fuck anyone while I am away, though I assumed that meant intercourse with a male?

I told you Thursday was big day, not finished yet. “Did I tell you we have a man call on us after our sauna? Tony is thirty and an impressive unit.” Rachel asked as we dried off. This week it is Rhonda’s turn to have him while we watch. When he arrives we want to surprise him and tease him. We want you sitting on that stool naked, with your back to him, flaunting your magnificent big ass for him and us.” My exhibitionist streak was in overdrive as the other women helped me to sit on the stool in the exact pose they wanted with a wall of mirrors in front of me.

I could hear Rachel telling him, “We have a new spectator for you today Tony,” as he arrived. I was so pleased with Tony’s reaction when he entered as I heard him exclaim, “Oh fuck, what an ass, magnificent,” as I smiled at him and looked him over. A tall slim coloured man with a shaved head, around thirty tears old.

“You are mine today while the others watch,” Rhonda told him, “Sarah is an extra lady for our pleasure today, show her your cock, she is bi, but size is still important for her. And a turn on for all of us. “Show her, make her envious,” she repeated as he walked around me, ogling my ass and my jet black triangle.

Baby you are hung, nine-inches and thick, though not on Tony’s league, he must have been twelve-inches and thick as I watched Tina stroke his erection as he ran a hand over my ass.

You know how noisy I can be when you are fucking me, nothing compared to the noise Rhonda made as she leant against my shoulders for support as Tony fucked her, long and slow from behind with his hands on her ass.

Rachel clicked the stop watch she had in her hand as he slid his cock into her. These women are ultra competitive, when they take turns in fucking him they compete to see how long Tony will last. I loved the inflection in Tina’s voice as she kept moaning. “My wet cunt loves your huge cock, don’t stop. I love it.” He was a real stud, almost thirty minutes for Tina. Have I ever told you, my wet cunt loves your huge cock?

Sarah should meet Simon, our twenty-year younger cunnilingus specialist, Rhonda mentioned before she departed. So tempting, I hadn’t had cunnilingus from a male since last Sunday from you, almost a lifetime for me without a man tongue fucking me.

FRIDAY

Simon can’t make it today, Rachel told me after she answered her phone while we were shopping, Saturday afternoon instead. I know you were looking forward to a male giving you cunnilingus. Would you like me to dress up as a male, a schoolboy and give you cunnilingus? When she came into the room dressed as a schoolboy so was so believable, especially when I saw the strap on dildo she was wearing.

SATURDAY

The next afternoon I was sitting on a chair, immaculately dressed in a knee length skirt and heels with my legs crossed, no knickers. Rachel’s two friends were sitting opposite when she walked in with Simon as I recrossed my legs for all of them. I loved being the centre of attention as three women prepared to watch Simon, a twenty-year younger boy give me cunnilingus. He was naked apart from a black leather choker around his neck, and some type of chastity belt connected to a heavy chain around his waist.

I slipped my shoes off, spread my legs and placed one foot on his chest and teased his balls with the toes of my other foot and let my skirt ride up as he licked his way up my thighs.

He had a long, pointy tongue and he was using it expertly. I told him to move his tongue, up and down. One of the women told him, your whole purpose is to make Sarah cum, to get her off.

I was leaning back at forty-five degrees with a leg over his shoulder and a foot on his back. I couldn’t help myself as I whispered, ‘you are my little fuck toy’, so turned on with three women watching. You know I love being licked and teased with an audience, especially when I am very horny. Even better when the audience were three cougar women, watching closely at my every move. I can hear you asking, was he good. Yes he was.

SUNDAY

I am going take you to meet Yensie, on the Sunday afternoon, she is a titled lady, older than us, though still attractive and very talented Rachel told me. She is looking forward to meeting you. She told me to ask you to dress to impress, heels, stockings, garter belt and a knee length coat.

A short drive in the limo Yensie sent for us to a huge house, through a security gate then down a long drive. On the way Rachel explained Yensie is English, early fifties, her husband was a Count or some such before he died young. Then she cast her net for a wealthy man to support her lifestyle, he was much older and he died in mysterious circumstances. Now she lives with Karl, her thirty years younger toyboy. The gossips claim he was a gigolo on the five star hotel circuit before Yensie met him when while staying in a hotel and asking the concierge to arrange a suitable man for her pleasure.

Yensie greeted us at the door holding hands with her toyboy, a tanned toned young man, with oil gleaming off his naked chest, perhaps twenty-three, wearing just tight black silk slacks, the outline of his large cock obvious. “So nice of you to join us, Yensie has been looking forward to your visit,” he told us as he helped her remove her coat.

Yensie was almost six-feet tall in the heels she was wearing, a full size-12 blond, coiffed hair, long legs, black stockings, fastened to her garter belt by three black straps on each stocking, lots of wonderful creamy bare flesh above each stocking and below the garter belt, trimmed black pubes in a thin line, Mohawk style like I used to have. And magnificent, large, enhanced tits spilling out of a cup-less bra, just the type of woman you would like baby.

“Your reputation proceeds you, we have mutual acquaintances, male and female, who speak highly of you,” Yensie told me. “I have been anticipating making love to you for a long time.

“She really has been looking forward to your visit Sarah, so have I, very much so,” Karl told me with a huge smile as he helped me remove my coat. My exhibitions streak was in overdrive flaunting my almost naked body for a new women and her much younger toyboy. I was hoping he would worship my ass, lick and kiss my ass cheeks while I licked and sucked Yensie’s tits and nipples. So erotic, the only contact his lips and tongue on my ass cheeks and my lips and tongue on Yensie’s tits and nipples. You know I love to lick and suck a pair of large tits,

“We are aware of your promise to your man back east, perhaps a compromise, Yensie wants me to masturbate while she has you. Is it true he has threatened to spank you if you fuck another man? If it is true, we could spank you before Yensie watches me fuck you,” he told me as Yensie opened his silk slacks and slid out his cock and balls. “Very tempting I told him as I ogled his erection. If Yensie wants you to masturbate while she has me, let’s commence with that I told him.”

You know how much I love to watch a man masturbate, so exciting as Yensie licked and sucked my nipples while I watched him commence by oiling his cock, teasing it for me. By the time Yensie was licking my clit, I could hardly believe how big he was, at least as big as Tony, the man with a shaved head and thick, twelve-inch erection, Rhonda had on Thursday. I can understand Yensie’s attraction to him!

Yensie was so good, I loved the way she talked to me while tongue fucking me. Very flattering, She told me I was a pornographer’s delight. Fancy that.

I know I shouldn’t tell you what happened next, but I can’t help myself. Look at Karl’s erection, huge and so thick, the big vein in his cock looks as though it might burst, he needs relief, Yensie told me. She asked would I like to sit on her face and give him relief, or she sit on my face while she gave him relief. To make it even more difficult for me, she asked Karl for his preference as he teased his erection with a fingertip.

The big vein in his cock did look as though it might burst as I sat on Yensie’s face, her tongue was magic as Karl stood, hands on hips and slid his erection between my pursed lips. No, I didn’t swallow.

Later when I was tongue fucking Yensie, Karl had a second erection. So erotic watching him slide it over Yensie’s nipples.

In the afterglow Yensie asked me lots of questions about you. Did he really threaten to spank your wonderful big ass?, she asked as she rubbed a hand over my ass. If he insists he can watch me spank it. Or would you prefer Karl to spank it, naked while he watches? Ot perhaps Karl or me could spank him? While you watch Sarah. Ask your man if he would like to be our guests next weekend? Do you think he would like Karl?

There it is, your choice baby. My last email for the week. Still a week to go. You made me promise you I would not fuck anyone while I am away – and I haven’t.

Love and lust Sx

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Hope you like it 🙂

The Beauty Of Japan: who is she?

Waking up next to Mizuhashi once again i start to feel even better about being a mistress. Its not about the sex. It’s about being in control and having the power to force someone into doing anything you desire. Out of the small amount of men I’ve shared my bed with Mizuhashi seems different. He’s loyal. The more i lay here watching him sleep i know how much he needs me. I give him what he wants. I give him what he needs. And only i have that power. It may seem different looking in from the outside but in here, in this room we can do or say whatever we want. It’s like a totally different world. We become someone else when we leave this room. Someone we don’t understand.

So many things to get done today and there isn’t much time to do them. I start my day by going to the studio to get ready for a Photo shoot. Then a nice relaxing day at the sauna. I walk through the busy streets of Tokyo snapping pictures of the buildings and couples holding hands. I see a women sitting on a park bench. She looked so beautiful. The sun was lighting her face perfectly. Her hair darker than the midnight sky, eyes a deepening brown, bright smile, sexy figure she tried so hard to hide behind her clothing, an unexpected beauty. I wish now i had the courage to approach her. Without realizing it i began to photograph this beautiful image. She smiled at me. ” Hi, I’m Tiffany.” i said.

” I’m Kim “
” that’s a beautiful name Kim”
” thank you ” she said beginning to blush. I didn’t know what to say. Walking away i noticed a small twinkle in her eye.

The sauna is a place i go to for relaxation. The heat releases all my stress. I sit on a small wooden bench in nothing but a towel and my hair is pulled back. The door opens. I don’t think much of it because it’s a public sauna anyone can come and go as they please. ” Excuse me?” i heard a quiet soft voice say. I look up and it’s the girl from the Park. Kim. She looked so beautiful and natural. As she sat beside me i began to have those feelings of domination. It seems as if i need it. Like a drug. I don’t want to take advantage of this sweet girl. Even though her body is screaming to be satisfied. Her eyes are glaring. I think she wants me. If she rejects then I’ll know. I lean in for a kiss and to my surprise she leans in as well. Soft lips, sweet tongue, warm mouth, everything i love about a women. My fingers run through her long black hair. She places a hand on my lower back. I run a hand up her leg and between her thighs. I’m invading a place so sacred to someone who she has only met a few hours ago. She opens her legs so i can gain access to her forbidden fruit. I slide my hand up her towel and begin to rub her clit. I kiss her neck and slowly make my way down her chest. Her juices are covering my hand. She wants it. I want it. I push a finger into her hot waiting cunt. She’s tight. Another finger slips in. She begins to moan loudly. I reach behind her and with my other hand i massage her ass. It’s so round and firm. I can feel my pussy getting wet. She starts to grind her hips and push against my fingers. I rub my hand up and down the crack of her ass. She shivers at every touch. I bring my hand to her face and she sucks it into her mouth. She tastes her self. I push my moist fingers into her tight virgin ass. ” sssaaahhhh” she moaned. Two fingers working her pussy and Four fingers working her ass. ” I’m going to cum” she said. I push my fingers in deeper and move them faster. In and out forcefully fucking her holes. ” Oh yess…..yess….oh fuck…ssshhhhhaaaaaa….” she moaned louder than before. I know she’s about to cum. She begins to squirt. Juices flying across the sauna. I pull my hands away from her as she her after effects take a hold of her. When she gains strength she looks over at me and blushes. I don’t think she’s ever been with a women. Or a women like me. I look over and see a young girl maybe 17 or 18 playing with her pussy. We weren’t the only ones enjoying ourselves.

After Kim and I exchanged numbers i went back to the hotel. Mizuhashi was in the living room with one of his friends from school. I ask Mizuhashi to come in the kitchen so we can talk. He looks frightened. I grab his cock trough his jeans. ” did i tell you to bring someone to my hotel room?” i asked squeezing his cock as i begin to rub his ass. He looks as if he’ll shoot his load right away. ” He likes you” he said. I had no choice but to change his mind. We walked out into the living room where the teen sat patiently. ” what’s your name?” i asked.

” I’m Kai “

” So, you like me?”

” Well…I…” he began to say but i didn’t give him time to answer. I sat on straddled him and grinded my pussy against his lap. He could barely breath. I kissed his neck as Mizuhashi pulled my shirt off. He seemed to be enjoying himself already. But he’s soon to get a surprise. ” do you give your self to me completely? do you want it? will you let me take control? let me be your mistress” i whispered just as i had many times before. He respond with a soft moan. I stood up and lead him to the bedroom. He came willingly. I laid him back on the bed and straddled him once again. We kissed passionately. Out the corner of my eye i see Mizuhashi undressing. He knows what is soon to come. I lean over slightly. ” Kiss him” I say as Mizuhashi kneels over Kai. With small hesitation he pulled Mizuhashi closer and kissed him. I began to move down his body while undressing him. He arches his back and curls his toes as Mizuhashi slips his hands down his pants. Mizuhashi begins to play with Kai’s cock. I watch as their tongues roll and explore each other’s mouths. We turn Kai on his side as Mizuhashi continues to jerk his cock. I lay behind him and kiss his lower back. Mizuhashi looks over Kai and signals me to start our plan. I slide my hand up and down the crack of his ass. He seems shocked at first but began to like it. Mizuhashi and I switched places. I suck Kai’s cock into my mouth inhaling him completely. I look over and Mizuhashi was behind Kai with his tongue deep in Kai’s ass. It turned me on to watch a man receive pleasure from another man. I hand Mizuhashi the dildo from the other night. Kai is in for a big surprise. Mizuhashi pushes the dildo in Kai’s ass without warning. Kai bites his lip and pushes back. It hurts him so much he finds pleasure. Mizuhashi seems ready. I walk into the living room and sit on the couch. A perfect view to the bed. I slide a hand in my panties and watch Mizuhashi fuck Kai until he can’t breath. My phone rings. It’s Kim. We have phone sex while i watch Mizuhashi and Kai.

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At the sorority house, a girl who gives away secrets to other sororities needs to have her privacies revoked as well…

Continued…this is the morning after part one…
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The sun dawned on a beautiful Saturday morning on the Rice Hills college campus, and shone into the shared bedroom of Veronica and Rachel, two sorority sisters and girlfriends who were just waking up after the most amazing out-of-the-closet night that either of them had ever experienced. Rachel awoke first, opening her sleepy brown eyes and shifting around in bed, making soft yawning noises. She rolled over in Veronica’s arms and lay herself gently on top of her angelic blond lover. Their naked bodies collided softly, breasts bouncing and nipples tickling nipples.

“Veronica?” she sighed, shaking her slightly and shifting her legs around her roommate’s torso at the sight of Veronica’s plump, tossing boobs beneath her. “Veronica, baby, wake up. It’s morning.”

“Oh,” sighed Veronica, and her large blue eyes fluttered open as she stirred awake. “Oh, I wish it was still last night…Rachel, you were so good, I’ve never felt so infatuated with any lover before.”

“I’m glad to hear it,” said Rachel, and she shifted down onto Veronica so that she lay directly on top of her, pussies rubbing together and with Rachel’s head resting on top of Veronica’s large pink nipples. She placed her hand on one, gently squeezing and twisting it as Veronica softly moaned. The two sighed together, and Veronica’s hand slowly moved beneath the sheets to cradle Rachel’s ass, lifting it higher onto hers as the girls snuggled closer together.

“Do you like that, baby?” asked Rachel, giggling and massaging Veronica’s nipple still harder. “Want some more?” She twisted the pointy prick in her fingers, feeling how hard and aroused it was, and her pussy grew wet on top of Veronica’s. They began to grind their pussies together, slowly at first, and then harder as the lust grew between them. Veronica drew Rachel still closer into her, pushing her tight little tush so that it thrusted directly into her own clit.

“Oh, god, yes…” sighed Veronica, But then she happened to glance over at the digital clock on the bedside table. “Oh, shit,” she moaned. “Baby, I don’t want to leave, god, I don’t want to leave…but we’re going to be late to the sorority house.”

“Veronica, darling, it’s the weekend,” pleaded Rachel. “One skipped meeting won’t hurt anyone…” She looked into Veronica’s face with a sexy and lustful expression, then leaned down and slowly began to suck on Veronica’s right boob. Veronica lay back for a moment, letting Rachel go at her amazing body and moaning in desire for her girlfriend to fuck her, but she would not allow it for very long. She quietly lifted Rachel’s face away from her hard and aroused tits and held it in her hands.

“We can’t be late,” she said, trying to return Rachel’s longing expression but being firm all the same. “You can have me all night, baby, but I don’t want to be punished by Ashley again. You know I want you so bad, sexy, but please, let’s go.”

“All right, but I’m only doing it for you,” said Rachel, winking, She threw back the covers and allowed Veronica to get out first, watching her girlfriend’s naked ass cheeks bounce and jiggle as she walked over to the bureau and pulled out some clothes. Rachel went over to her own dresser, sliding on a G-string thong. She giggled, shaking her tight cheeks at Veronica and listened for the telltale drip onto the ground that meant Veronica’s pussy was wet. Once she had heard it, she slipped a very short miniskirt over her large ass and pulled a white tank top over her bright pink push-up bra. The whole ensemble was very slutty, but Rachel wanted to impress Veronica. She walked over to see what her girlfriend was wearing. Veronica has pulled on some skin-tight jean shorts and a tube top that was almost sheer and barely concealed her belly button. She gaped when she took a good look at Rachel.

“God, baby, you look so sexy,” said Veronica in awe. “I can’t wait to strip you of those hot clothes when we come home tonight…”

“You look hot too, Veronica, I can’t tell you how long I’ve waited to hear you say that,” Rachel returned, smiling shadily and laying a mind blowing French kiss on Veronica’s sweet pink lips. “Now come on, my beautiful blond bombshell. Let’s go greet our bitches, shall we?”

The Phi Betta Kappa sorority house was a small pink building near the front of the campus, and it was widely acclaimed as the most sexually based house on campus, the “whore house on the hill”. It was cozy, full of plump down couches and springy beds, snacks, and most of all, it was stuffed with hot college girls. This particular pack of girls was headed by one exceptionally pretty and overly horny senior: Ashley Gibbons. She had long red hair that was soft and lay like a veil over her chest, always was the best dressed, and had a figure that all of the guys on campus desired to have in their beds. When Rachel and Veronica entered the sorority house that morning, they found all of the sorority sisters perched on bean bags and chaise lounges in a semicircle around Ashley’s large pink armchair. Some girls who were widely known to be bisexual or lesbian were lying on couches making out and fingering their girlfriends, other girls who were focused on their boyfriends outside the house or around campus were giggling with their friends, sitting in each others’ laps and starting pillow fights, Once Rachel and Veronica had taken seats on a small double-wide love seat near the front of the circle, Ashley stood up and called the girls to attention.

“Hey, girls!” she cried, and all of the action in the room stopped, centered around Ashley. Her short plush skirt popped momentarily over her hips, revealing her sheer pink panties, and Rachel noticed several girls shifting their legs and sighing at the momentary glimpse of Ashley’s underwear. They couldn’t help it, Rachel knew. Ashley was just so sexy.

“Hey, LISTEN UP!” the sorority leader screamed. The girls all shut up, although some simply quietly continued with their kissing. Ashley was smacking a long pink ruler lightly against her hand like an army general with a look of intimidating superiority on her face. “This is important.” She began pacing around the front of the room.

“One of you, one of you dumb little sluts, has given away all of our cheer moves for the Rice Hills Field Day Champions session to another sorority in exchange for bodily pleasure.” Ashley’s face hardened, and several whispers flew across the room, but they were silenced by a particularly loud slap of the ruler against Ashley’s long fingered hand.

“You all know how long we’ve been working to make sure those cheers were perfect, and I was about to punish you all, when one of the girls from the other house slipped to me the name of the perpetrator,”Ashley said, and the ruler began moving faster as her toned legs strutted to the front of the room and stopped. “I know who you are, and you know who you are. I’m telling the little cheating bitch to stand up and come to the front of the room…now.”

The room was completely still. Nobody moved a muscle. Ashley laughed, a small and furtive giggle, before yelling. “It’s going to be a worse punishment if you don’t get up and confess, you cunt…” But still, nobody moved. “All right, fine,” she sighed, and she reached into her bra, withdrawing a small slip of pink paper, unfolding it and reading the name aloud. “Laura Brown, stand up and come to the front of the room or so help me, I’ll break your lying little ass until you can’t jiggle another cheek.”

One of the lesbian girls from the back of the room stood timidly to her feet and away from her girlfriend’s groping fingers. She began walking past the rows of glaring girls, her tight, short dress slipping up a bit around her ass cheeks as she stepped lightly past the rows of couches. Rachel saw, as she passed their davenport, that the ignorant girl was not even wearing underwear. This made her a tad wet, and a bit of juice from her hot pussy slid down her legs onto the couch. Laura came to the front and stood to attention in front of Ashley, whose tits were growing visibly hard beneath her skimpy white half-tank.

“Now, you slut, you’re going to learn some crime and punishment,” hissed Ashley, grabbing the frightened girl by her arms, and without pretense, she grabbed the hem of Laura’s dress and pulled it over her hips exposing a wide, clean-shaven brown pussy.

“Oh no, Ashley! Please…p-put it back!” Laura squealed with embarrassment as all of the girls in the room giggled, whispered and shifted around in their chairs at the sight of Laura’s naked lower half. It was a beautiful pussy, and it was wet, because Laura’s girlfriend had been quite clearly fingering her before the incident had occurred. “No, Ashley,” she pleaded with a forced laugh as Ashley’s ruler ran over her exposed rosebud, tickling it and holding Laura fast with her other hand. “Please don’t make me wet in front of everyone!”

“That was not my plan,” said Ashley. “Why should I give you pleasure when you deserve pain?” And she signaled to a girl in the corner, who handed her a thick white rope. Ashley quickly bound Laura’s hands and then tied them to the rafters of the wood ceiling, not far from the ground but far enough so that Laura’s bare feet dangled off the ground and she spun helplessly in midair, struggling weakly against her bonds. Ashley then tied her feet together with another rope, prohibiting all movement, and then spun the poor, helpless girl around, exposing her large, shimmering ass to the crowd. The girls on the floor whooped, cheered, jeered and whistled at the dripping bitch in front of them.

“You’re just a horny slut, so stay still and don’t move. If you do, I’ll make it worse for you. And if you tell anyone what happens to you in the next few hours, I’ll make sure all the directors know how you cheat on your exams and you’ll be expelled for sure.” Ashley drew the ruler back, and with a fast swing of her arm, she slapped the ruler flat across Laura’s ass. There was a loud CRACK! A long red line appeared as clear as day across her cheeks, and it was all Laura could do not to cry out. And yet, she could not help it: she felt her pussy growing hot, and a bit of her pussy juices leaked from her tan pussy lips. All the girls in the crowd laughed and whistled.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Three more lines appeared fast on Laura’s brown skin, as Ashley mercilessly whipped her ass with the thick stick of plastic. “Come on, you bitch, scream for me,” growled Ashley, rubbings her long nails smoothly over Laura’s bottom, down her slit, and then slapped her ass repeatedly with the palm of her hand- harder, and harder, and harder, until both ass cheeks were bright red. This continued for five agonizing minutes for Laura, as Ashley switched from ruler, to palm, to sharp nails. the pain, humiliation and…pleasure…were proving too much for Laura. Her cheeks were red and the rims of her eyes were wet, as she trembled and wished it would soon end. But it was clear that Ashley was not stopping soon. Laura suddenly felt a hard smack that rattled her bones and sent her ass shaking like jelly, and the girls in their chairs tittered and laughed harder than ever. “Look, she’s crying,” yelled one girl, and everyone screamed with pleasure. Laura cried out with pain and at the same time, there was a moan of pleasure.

“That’s it, whore,” said Ashley, grinning with delight. “Cry, you little baby. You’re nothing but a bitchy baby, are you? You can’t even handle a little punishment without creaming and getting wet! You’re so weak.” Ashley pulled a vibrator from the hands of a girl in the front row of seats. She stopped whipping Laura for a moment, and traced her sweating asshole with the tip of the vibrating dildo, breathing into it as she went so that Laura squirmed. The small touch made Laura’s skin tingle, growing hotter, and making Laura want to moan Ashley’s name so badly it was like a physical pain. Laura wanted the vibrator in her ass, although she knew it only proved Ashley’s continuing verbal abuse that she was a slut. After a few moment of teasing and bare humiliation in front of her peers, Ashley pushed the large dildo halfway into Laura’s wide, glistening hole, so that the head buzzed strongly inside her. Then, with her hand, Ashley began to smack the vibrator as hard as she could, so that it hammered into Laura’s slit. Never had Laura experienced such feeling. And Ashley did it so well…

Even through the torture, Laura felt heat and need for the ruler to whip her again coursing through her veins. She strained to control herself, to keep her growing need to cum inside her, but it was getting too strong. As Ashley smacked her ass harder than ever and the vibrator spasmed like a drill inside her cavity, she let out a low moan that grew louder…and louder…and without another moment, her pussy erupted into a forced orgasm!

“UNGHHH!” Laura screamed. Thick streams of cum and pussy juice burst from her clit and ass, dripping cum down between her legs and all over the ground.

“Why, you filthy little whore!” gasped Ashley, observing Laura’s wet, spread ass. “You got pleasure instead of pain. Well, if it’s pleasure you crave, then I’ll make sure you get so much you never want it again. It’s going to become your…least favorite punishment.” Ashley grinned deviously, and the signaled to the girls behind Laura. “Hey, you two. Cut her arms down and then bring her up front.” The girls did so obligingly, and carried the struggling Laura to the front of the room by Ashley.

“Now, Laura, you get the biggest treat of your life,” said Ashley. She took a pair of scissors from a nearby shelf and cut a piece from the bottom of her skirt, just long enough to fit around Laura’s head. Then, she tied the makeshift blindfold over Laura’s eyes, tight, so that it could not slip down. Then, she took the sharp blades, and began slicing through Laura’s skimpy dress, starting at the hem and slicing slowly up to where her two perky boobs were barely concealed by the splitting fabric. The other girls were all watching, rapt with attention, and Laura struggled harder, knowing what was coming. “No, no Ashley, please don’t please…” Laura was begging. her breasts were her most prized bodily feature, and she never let anyone but her girlfriend and a few specific lovers view them.

“Oh, yes..” whispered Ashley, and with one final snip of the scissors, the thin fabric of Laura’s dress fell away. Laura’s large, perky breasts popped out for everyone in the room to view. Her boobs were rightly coveted: large, full C-cups,the nipples were brown, pretty and round, and perkier than anyone had ever seen on a girl. All of the sorority sisters in the room either broke down with glee, moaned embarrassing phrases at Laura, or wolf whistling. Ashley smiled happily. She stuck her long finger in her mouth, spat on it, and then began tracing Laura’s nipple with her lubricated nail, arousing the nipples still further.

“Stop!” cried Laura desperately. “Don’t touch them…”

“Oh, so now you don’t like my touches?” laughed Ashley, and the girls followed her lead.

“Shut up, you slut,” cried one girl.

“You know you like it,” spat another.

“Bitch!”

“Whore!”

“Cunt!”

“Stupid backstabbing dick sucker!”

It was obvious that Laura was cracking under the pressure. Her entire face was red, and her pussy juice ran wild down her legs, that were still so tightly bound. Through the rains of abuse, Ashley still fingered Laura’s tits, circling them, with her wet finger, plucking them, pinching them and licking them with the tip of her tounge. Every hole in Laura’ body was wet, her pussy was dripping, her asshole was sweating, and she drooled freely onto the floor, unable to control her mouth. Her hands were held fast behind her by two girls, who both ground at her asshole with the tip of their high heeled shoes.

“Now, now, Laura! Not so fast! We don’t want you too worn out by a little fondling, especially not before the main event…” Ashley snapped her fingers. “Girls, lift her up. Two girls take her legs, two take her back and arms. I want her high up in the air, on her back, so everyone can see how high her tits are sticking up.” Ashley laughed as a multitude of sorority girls agreed to her demand. Laura was hoisted high into the air, and she struggled weakly, but her fear of heights was setting in.

“Wh-what’s going on? Where are you taking me? Please…please…” Laura cried out, her arms flailing as her head leaned back behind her. The girl’s naked body glistened in the afternoon light, as Ashley whispered her last order so that Laura couldn’t hear. “Girls-take her out the door. Carry her to the front of the campus, onto the welcome hill. i have something special for her there.”

“Wait…wait…stop, please!” Laura was begging now, at the top of her lungs. She had realized that it was no longer innocent play, but full-fledged punishment. But it was too late. Laura was being carried down the front steps of the sorority house, while all the members in the parade trailed behind. Ashley led the pack, strutting before Laura like the ringleader of a sexy circus. Students all along the road stopped and stared at the passing procession: a hot masochistic chick, a screaming naked bitch tied up like an offering to all the deprived and horny boys, and a crowd of giggling sorority bitches trailing behind. As they walked, many of the sisters stuck signs in the road after them that had been given to them by Ashley, attached to thick metal stakes: “SLUT THIS WAY”, “WHORE ON THE HILL” “GET A BONER FROM A BITCH”, and “SEX TOILET”, as well as many others, all with a large arrow pointing up the hill.

Once they had reached the top of the hill, Rachel saw the famed Rice Hills welcome sign. The thick wooden stakes that were hammered into the ground had been painted with the words ‘FREE SLUT”, one on each pole. Long ropes were hung over the sign, and they were quite clearly meant for Laura. Ashley’s plan had worked perfectly, and nobody was going to try to stop it. Ashley smiled widely, seeing a group of jocks walking up the hill, followed by some other geeky boys and a pack of lesbians and cheerleaders who weren’t quite slutty enough for Phi Betta Kappa.

“Cut the bitch’s old strings, and tie her to the sign. Spread her,” Ashley ordered. The girls obliged. They used a large knife to slice Laura’s bonds, while holding her arms securely, but all the fight seemed to be out of Laura already. Ashley’s cronies took each of Laura’s arms and legs and tied them to each corner of the the signposts: arms to the top left and and right corners of the post, and legs to the bottom left and right. They made sure the ropes were tightly triple-knotted. There was no chance that Laura was going to get away. She was spread vertically across the front of the welcome sign, long sexy legs split like lumber so that everyone could see her huge leaking pussy, and big hard breasts dangling out in the open, twitching as Laura struggled feebly against the thick bonds. “Now Laura,” said Ashley,” come and see what I’ve prepared for you!” Ashley tore the blindfold from Laura’s eyes, revealing the scene before her. Packs of college kids, popular and unpopular, jocks and punks, cheerleaders and lesbians alike were all standing before the helpless girl, giggling and chattering and jeering and whistling. Laura began to scream.

“Ashley you two-timing stupid whore! I can’t believe you’d do this to me you ugly cheap slut!” Laura was redder than ever, angry and humiliated, trying desperately to get away. “Ugh, ugh!” She sturggled against the bonds, almost making a show of it, and her huge tits slapped against the sign, making a large clatter and causing her sensitive nipples to turn bright red.

“Look who’s talking!” jeered Ashley, hands on hips. All of the guys and girls laughed-especially the girls. “You’re about to see how much of a little slut YOU are…and all these classmates are going to show you.” Ashley turned away from her victim for a moment, and yelled to the crowd, “HEY! Everyone get in a line in front of this bitch! No hitting! You’ll all get a go with her, I promise!” All of the college students made a single file line, which stretched so far down the hill that it wound all the way around back to the far end of campus. More and more people were catching sight of the spectacle, and more and more of them were coming out to…investigate.

“Listen up!” yelled Ashley. “Before you get your free rides, there are a couple of rules to make sure things don’t get too unbearably rough! FIRST of all,” she said, looking all the way down the line and yelling loudly, ” there will only be five minutes per individual with the whore, just so everyone gets some. However, if you want to double up times with the person behind you or in a group, you may do so as well. No more than three to a group, though. SECOND, you can’t call her by her real name. The only names you can call her by are slut, whore, bitch, cunt, baby, and pussy. Anyone who uses her real name will be immediately rejected. If she uses your name, then you get three more minutes to punish her. And, THIRD, anyone who gets caught trying to let her loose will have the same done to them, as soon as possible. Do you all understand these rules as I have dictated them?”

There was a murmur of assent from the crowd.

“I have set a large stool in front of the sign,” Ashley added. “If you want a blow, or want her to suck you, then you can get on the stool and force your tools at her mouth. If she resists you, you get three more minutes with her. Got it?” Another murmur.

“All right,” said a boy in front, and Rachel recognized it as Jake, with a few of his football buddies. “Can we fuck her now?”

“Ready..and…” said Ashley slowly. Laura’s eyes dialated with fear.

“No..wait…please! Just wait a fucking minute…” Laura begged.

“Go.” said Ashley.

“Yes…” moaned Jake. He unzipped the front of his pants, and instantly his bulge popped out of his pants, revealing his hard cock. Laura gasped. It was so big, and so hard…she could hardly believe that it would be ripping through her. She squealed, twisting and struggling, not wanting to know yet. She wasn’t quite ready. But Jake was going for her pussy instead. He leaned down beneath her, viewing the precious prize glistening with juice over his mouth. Laura’s vagina was wide, her pussy lips tan and trembling, and her clit was large and popping. Jake reached up, touching it, squeezing it and fondling it, and Laura kept moaning with embarrassing desire. Jake’s tongue slowly approached her wet rosebud, and he flicked it with the tip of his tounge as he massaged his own tool with his hands He slowly broke the surface of her pussy with his mouth, letting it suck her and his tongue tickle her slowly as he circled his head with the tip of one finger. Laura moaned lightly, and grew red as everyone looked on. She was being tongue fucked in front of hundred of people, soon to be really drilled. It was so humiliating that she wanted to die. Jake kept licking her wet pussy, and fucked it slowly with his lips and tongue, smacking at it, kissing and poking her clit.

“Jake-um, baby…” moaned Laura. “Please, please don’t do this!”

“Three minutes,” reminded Ashley.

“Sorry, slut,” groaned Jake, as he brought his tool up under her pussy and let his head run over her slit. “But you’re just too damn sexy.” He grabbed her breasts in his hands, and then used them to pull himself upward, propelling his dick deep into her pussy hole. Laura screamed as the hard cock split her pussy apart. It was the biggest cock she had ever taken so far. Jake began humping her into the sign, slapping her boobs as he thrusted into her. Laura was moaning and crying out. Several of the boys already had their cocks out, and the more Jake fucked her, the harder he drilled her, the bigger the cocks of all the boys in line grew. She would have to take all of them, and the thought of it made her cry out in pain and pleasure. “Ah…AHH! OH GOD!” she screamed. Pussy juices, mixed with her blood, were flowing down her legs and onto the grass. “STOP, PLEASE! IT’S TOO MUCH! YOU’RE GOING TO RIP ME APAAART!”

“Jake laughed. “God, bitch, you are hot,” he grunted, pushing deeper into her. “I love a good fighter.” Just as Jake was about to take his deepest thrust into Laura’s beaten pussy, there was a yell from down the hill.

“Hey! You there! What’s going on?”

“Omigod, it’s the Dean!” cried Veronica. “Quick, everyone hide!” The girls all ran off down the hill. Jake quickly pulled his dick out of Laura, who relaxed into the sign, hanging like a piece of meat from the wood stakes. All the boys were putting away their cocks, and the girls tried to look innocent. Rachel and Veronica scrambled behind a nearby tree. But Ashley stayed put by the girl tied to the sign. She took the blindfold that she had previously used and stuffed it into Laura’s mouth, so that she was gagged and couldn’t speak.

“Hi there, Dean Richards,” she said flirtatiously, pushing up her boobs nonchalantly so that they poked out from her tank top just a little bit.”

“Ashley, what the hell is this? What’s going on here?” Dean Richards eyed Laura, naked, covered in cum and strapped to the sign.

“We were just having a little fun, Dean,” said Ashley innocently.

“Yeah, I can tell,” said the Dean. He flushed a bit, and Rachel noticed the front of his pants. There was a small bulge there, slowly growing larger. Laura groaned and struggled, trying to speak, but unable to without gagging. “But, you need to stop. I can’t let this go on in public.”

“Come on, Peter,” said Ashley, daringly using the Dean’s first name, “We’re only having a bit of fun. Nobody’s getting hurt. Can’t we do it for just a little bit longer?”

Peter hesitated. “I…I…” He stared longingly at Laura.

“You can do her, if you want,” offered Ashley. “And if you let us keep going…maybe I’ll come over to your office tomorrow after classes.” She winked at him, and walked closer to him, flicking the bulge in his pants lightly with her fingers. The middle-aged dean turned red and began to sweat. His bulge popped up at least an inch. Laura stared at him incredulously, moaning and grunting in protest.

“Okay, okay, fine. But it’s not my fault.” The dean unzipped his pants, letting out his dick. It was six inches long, growing hard, and almost pulled him towards Laura. “And you have to come to my office tomorrow after class, young lady.” He stared at Ashley, willing her to agree.

“Are you going to punish me if I don’t Professor?” asked Ashley, grinning and winking. Her tits were clearly visible, hard and perky under her white tank top.

“Oh, God…” moaned the Dean. He took his tool and walked over to Laura, rubbing it. “I’m sorry Laura, but I always knew you were a filthy whore. And that fuckin’ turns me on.” Laura squealed, muffled by the gag, pleading with her eyes. But the dean took his hard cock and stuck it as deep as he could into Laura’s cunt.

“Mmm, MMM, MMM, MMM!” Laura grunted loudly every time the Dean thrusted his penis into her. The other students were beginning to gather back around. Peter grabbed her by her wide hips and brought her harder down onto his dick. Laura’s big breasts bounced in his face, and she couldn’t control the sweat and cum flowing down her legs and on her chest. Her cheeks were red, and her mouth was so far open that the gag had almost fallen out. She could hardly take it. She was going to split apart with cum and pain. The dean stared at her the entire time he was doing her, fucking as hard as he could so that he could see that pain and pleasure erupting in her eyes, He pulled her neck down and began kissing her as he drilled her. She was so engrossed in his sex that she hardly noticed the five minutes flying by.

“One minute, Peter,” Ashley reminded sexily.

“I’m going to cum!” the dean cried. The crowd was cheering. “Go Dean, fuck her, Go Dean, fuck her…”

“Take my load, take all of my load, you filthy slut…mmm!” the dean moaned, and without another moment’s hesitation his cock exploded with thick white cum. He pulled out of Laura just in time for his cum to soak her pussy outside, spraying all over her, and he moved in time enough so that some of it would soak her boobs. Laura cried out as the spray soaked her, then hung defeated from the sign, moaning as tears of pain and humiliation, not to mention excruciatingly amazing pleasure, streaked her face.

“Great job, Peter,” said Ashley, walking over to the dean. She stood so closer to him that his cock was beneath her skirt, inches from scraping her aroused pussy. She leaned into him, pressing her almost naked boobs to his chest. The middle aged man groaned, and his cock leaked a bit of cum onto Ashley’s bare toe.. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” she whispered sexily. “Now get lost.”

“Yes Ashley,” said the dean, pulling up his pants, and he ran back towards the office so that he could continue whipping his dong in private.

“Okay, Laura,” said Ashley, walking over and removing her gag. “We’re going to leave you to your game for a little while now. But first, let me just give you a little present.” Ashley pulled from behind the sign a large box. “Look what I have for you and your friends to play with!” she giggled.

“Oh no!” cried Laura.

Inside the box were about 50 different toys, all turned on, and buzzing loudly. They were all dry. “When I come back!” yelled Ashley to the crowd, “I want all of these toys to be soaking wet!”

All of the boys and girls grinned and nodded. “Oh yeah, no problem, definitely!”

Ashley walked very close to Laura, and smiled a devious, bitchy grin. “Have a good time, babe,” she said, and then, tweaking Laura’s nipple one last time with a gratifying squeak from the slave, she turned and began strutting down the hill. All of the sorority sisters followed in tow. As Veronica and Rachel strode down the hill, hands on each others’ waists and listening to Laura’s moans and squeals from the distance, Rachel leaned over and whispered, “Y’know, this is all really turning me on.”

“I couldn’t agree more, sexy,” Veronica replied, and they kissed one more time before hurrying back to their dorm to continue…

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Part Three is still to come! Keep reading!
XOXOX Ana XOXOX

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Rebecca was starting to take piano lessons from a teacher
near her home in Little Rock, AR. She was young enough that
she could not reach the foot peddles on a full sized piano. As
much as her mother wanted her to learn the classics Rebecca
was drawn to the sound of ragtime music. When she heard the
sound a piano being played in the gallery of an enclose
shopping mall and was drawn to the joyous sound. She had
never heard the tunes of Scott Joplin before so she followed the
sound through the court until she found the source of this
music.

In the middle of a food court surrounded by planters
filled with green plants and bright flowers sat an upright piano.
Seated at the bench was a heavyset black woman playing with
carefree abandon. Rebecca stood by the corner of the piano
absorbed by the sound of the music. She felt every tempo
change and was thrilled at the bright and airy sound.

When the woman finished playing a number she gave the
slender girl with blonde hair a warm smile. “Do you like the
music Honey Child?” She asked. Rebecca said that she loved
the music. And the women chuckled with a warm laugh of a
happy woman. She asked if Rebecca played the piano and
Rebecca told her that she was taking lessons.

The woman asked if she could read music. Rebecca
looked at the sheet music and saw that she could read it and
said that she could. The woman scooted her bench back and
invited the girl to play.

Rebecca stepped between her legs and started tentatively
fingering the keys. The woman used her left hand to play the
rhythm and set the tempo for Rebecca to follow. Slowly
Rebecca picked up the tempo but stumbled on some passages.

When the girl asked where she could learn to play this
music the woman gave her a business card. Ruth Ivy the card
announced was a piano teacher followed by a Little Rock,
address and a phone number.

Rebecca was thrilled and ran looking for her mother. Of
course her mother was not happy about her daughter wanting to
learn such crass music. But she did spoil Rebecca and gave in
to the idea of letting her learn the music two days a week.

Her mother called Ruth and made arrangement that
would be satisfactory for both of them. For the first scheduled
lesson Rebecca’s mother took her to Ruth’s home and watched
her teach her daughter. She didn’t like the sound of the music.
She found it grading on her ears. Soon she found it easier to
just drop her off and go shopping for a couple of hours before
returning to pick Rebecca up.

Ruth was a very dark black woman with a robust figure.
Her breasts were an F-cup and her behind matched. When she
smiled she showed two rows of perfect white teeth set in bright
pink gums. The woman truly enjoyed playing the music of
Scott Joplin. She told Rebecca that he wrote his music while
playing in an St Louis MO whorehouse. The look on the
child’s face told her that she had no idea what a whorehouse
was so she took it upon herself to explain to Rebecca what it
was that happened in those places.

This newfound knowledge filled the child with food for
thought. When she was home alone she began to think about
the physical workings of sex and experimented briefly by
touching herself between her legs. In her home you would
never conclude that there was such a thing as sex. Her parents
slept in separate bedrooms. Her mother never permitted herself
to be kissed on the lips for fear it might smudge her lipstick. To
her mind her daddy was much too nice a man to ever do the
dirty things that Ruth told her about.

Eventually Rebecca was allowed to take the bus to visit
Ruth. She rode it so much that the regular riders all knew her.
She carried a practice keyboard with her and as some of the
riders were musicians and they would have a little jam session
on the back of the bus on her way to Ruth’s.

Ruth’s home was a pleasant mixture of smells. The
woman loved to cook. She soaked beans overnight in salt
water. She made a habit of getting up at 5 AM every day to
start simmering beef or chicken stock for the soup she made
every day. The list of soups she made included: rice, lentil,
Navy bean, split pea, French onion, carrot, minestrone and on
hot days a Mexican gazpacho. She baked sourdough bread,
Irish bread and even braided bread that she gave an egg wash
and sprinkled with caraway or sesame seeds on. She made her
own pretzels. When she made pies you could tell the filling by
the way she use a knife or fork to perforate the crust. Rebecca
loved to be invited to eat at Ruth’s home and found ways to
visit her all the time. Then it was back to learning to play the
jazz piano.

After Rebecca learned the basic style she quickly learned
to play many of the Joplin pieces. Then she was taught the other
styles of jazz. The New Orleans style was fun too. She became
proficient in Memphis, Chicago, New York and West Coast
along with what is considered to be a Big Band style.

Ruth was a very emotional person when Rebecca learned
to play a song with the right tempo Ruth would hug and
squeeze her to her big soft breasts. Rebecca found her a joy to
be around and she sought out reasons to spend time with Ruth
She loved it when Ruth stood behind her and stroked her
shoulders and complementing her on what a natural ear she had
for jazz. On one of these days as Ruth was standing behind
Rebecca; in her excitement at the way she played her massive
breasts fell out of the top of her dress. Rebecca turned around
and found that she was looking directly at the large dark
chocolate colored areola. For reasons she could not understand
she could not resist opening her lips and taking it into her
mouth even before Ruth could react.

Ruth’s first instinct was to stuff her breast back into her
dress but when the child claimed her nipple she placed her hand
on the back of her head and stroked her golden hair. Rebecca
put her arms around her wide hips and clung to her as she
suckled on the nipple. Ruth stroked the back of the child and
enjoyed the feeling of her warm wet mouth on her skin.

Ruth asked her if she was sure she wanted to do what she
was doing? Rebecca looked up at her with big blue eyes and
said she loved her so much. Ruth practically smothered
Rebecca as she pulled her tightly against her big breasts. Then
she pulled her to her feet and led her to her bedroom.

As Ruth sat on the bed she pulled Rebecca between her
legs and asked her one more time if she really wanted to take
this any farther? Rebecca nodded her head in the affirmative
and clung to Ruth in the best bear hug she could manage.

Ruth kissed her on the cheek and slowly ran her hands all
over her body. She sat back and unbuttoned her simple cotton
dress and pulled it down to her waist. She reached behind her
back and unhooked her bra and pulled her straps off her
shoulders one arm at a time allowing the huge mounds of flesh
to fall free.

Rebecca could not take her eyes off the massive breasts.
As dark as her skin was her areolas were even darker and the
nipples looked as large as sewing thimbles. She could not resist
placing both her hands on the two orbs the size of diamond
backed watermelons. They were soft as pillows and as smooth
as silk. When she leaned forward to take one of her nipples
into her mouth Ruth gathered her up in her arms and sat
Rebecca on her lap. She positioned the child on her large left
thigh so she could suck on Ruth’s right tit. Then she placed her
right hand on Rebecca’s right inner thigh below the hemline of
the dress and stroked the soft flesh.

Rebecca almost wet her pants as the hand worked its way
slowly up the leg and touched the moist crotch of the white
panties. The material felt slippery to the touch. Much to her
delight the woman’s fingers slipped under the leg band and
sought out her little clam. She stroked the slit gently causing it
to become slippery as the girl secreted juices in a newly
awakened excitement that she did not understand. The index
finger found the little pea sized clit and gently touched and
stroked it. Rebecca thought she was going to pee and tried
desperately to hold it as long as she could.

When she could withstand the feeling no longer she let it
go, she was surprised that a flood of tingling feeling ran
through her body and that no pee came out of her. She was
short of breath and her body was as limber as a rag doll. She
lay on the big breasts and closed her eyes. She could have
fallen asleep if it were not for Ruth’s need to fulfill her own
sexual desire.

She sat the girl on the bed and then stood before her as
she remover the rest of her clothes. Facing the child, Rebecca
so could see everything that was taking place.

She used her toes to remove her comfortable shoes. The
dress fell to the floor around her feet. All she had on was the
panties thin from many years of washings. She had been in
these panties all day and the elastic in the crease of her legs
were coated with the yellowish collections of sweat and skin
cells forming a scum of slippery and smelly substance. The
crotch was wet from lubricant she had secreted in her sexual
desire for this sweet child.

She had to rest one hand on the side of the bed as she
used the other hand to pull her panties down and step out of
them. As she bent over her breasts swung like clock
pendulums. Rebecca watched fascinated at the sight of the
crotch of the first black woman she had ever seen.

The hairs were tightly curled. Some had broken off and
were clinging to the inside of the panties like watch springs. As
she stood up with her legs spread Rebecca saw her labia
protruding beyond her crack. The flesh was as pink as that in
her own cunny. Rebecca could not resist reaching out and
touching the pubis. The hair felt surprisingly soft. After
rubbing the moist flesh she pulled her hand back and smelled
her fingers. They were covered with the mixed aroma of her
cheep perfume and the smell of her juice. Rebecca found the
smell stimulating and it made her pussy wetter.

Ruth turned around and bent over to pick up her clothes
and place them on a chair in front of her dresser. Of course as
she did so the child could also see her ample buttocks. The
cheeks spread as she bent over and Rebecca saw the dark skin
of her sphincter ringed by the black hair and the pink skin of
her inner bowel lining. She froze in place when the child
reached out touched her asshole.

The girl stroked the moist valley in an act of childish
curiosity and lightly probed the puckered hole before her.
When she smelled her fingers afterwards she found the smell
not at all unpleasant. Ruth gave her all the time she wanted
before she stood up and sat down on the bed next to Rebecca.

Now it was time for her to undress Rebecca. She took
her shoes off and stuffed her socks in the shoes and placed them
by the bed. Then she stood her on her feet as she unbuttoned
the back of her dress and pulled it off her shoulders. She held
on to Rebecca as she stepped out of the dress. When she had
tossed it onto the chair she pulled the straps of the slip off the
shoulders and tossed it onto the chair too.

She admired the smooth skin of her student. The only
marks on it were a few brown moles and a white scar on her
knees and elbows where she had fallen while she was learning
to roller skate as a younger child. Her body looked like a boy’s.
The only give away that she was female was the lack of a bulge
in her panties. The material was even stuck between her crack.
Ruth could not resist feeling the girl’s body. When her fingers
touched the little nipples the girl shivered like she was cold.

Ruth used both hands to stretch the waistband of the
panties and pull them down. As she leaned forward to drag
them down the slender legs her face was close enough to the
vagina to smell the fragrance of the girl’s pussy and the hint of
urine. Rebecca had to place her hand on the woman’s strong
back as she lifted one leg at a time.

What an unlikely pair they made. A large, middle aged,
dark skinned Negro woman and a skinny, pale skinned
Caucasian child. The contrast was striking but to them it
seemed to make no difference what so ever.

When the girl was naked she followed Ruth’s directions
and knelt between the large thighs. Then she placed her hands
on them and moved then aside until her face was close enough
to fell the heat. She parted the labia and used her finger to play
with the large pink clit she found there. What a curious looking
nub it was, it was semi hidden under its hood of pink flesh.
With the labia parted this way she saw for the first time the
urethra of a female, and the cavity of a woman’s vagina. She
wanted to find out how deep the hole was and she stuck the
index finger of her free hand into it. To her surprise and delight
the hole seemed bottomless. Then she was inspired to see how
many fingers she could stuff into the opening. With Ruth’s
blessing she found out that she could fit her entire hand into the
canal without much trouble. She felt the lining of the warm
cunt on her wrist and thought it felt like a slippery corrugated
hose. An extremely excited Ruth took the girl by her forearm
and showed her how to fist fuck her cunt. Her fat body
quivered and shook with delight and she wrapped her legs
around Rebecca’s body and squeezed the breath out of her as
she climaxed.

When she recovered she gathered the girl into her arms
and laid her on the bed so that she could continue making love
to her. She started kissing Rebecca’s body all over and telling
her how much she enjoyed what Rebecca had just done to her.
Rebecca was a little shocked when Ruth moved between her
legs and started sucking on her pussy and tongue fucking her
little clit. She spread her legs as wide as possible and trusted
her eager cunt on the older woman’s talented tongue. Her
young body trembled and squirmed as that special feeling built
inside her. This second orgasm was not as big a shock to her
but it certainly took her breath away. She lovingly stroked
Ruth’s hair and professed her love for her as she came down
from her sexual high.

Rebecca continued her piano and sexual lessons from
Ruth for several years. Ruth even introduced her to another of
her students. She was black teenager that was seventeen. This
girl was a light cream and coffee colored skinned girl. Her hair
was slightly bleached so that her brown hair had some copper
colored highlights. She loved to spend hours-kissing Rebecca.
The three of them found more ways to have a three-way than
Rebecca thought possible.

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