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    The naughty teacher enjoys her new powers!

    The Futa’s Mind-Controlling Panties

    Chapter Sixteen: Futa-Teacher’s Mind-Controlling Lesson

    By mypenname3000

    Copyright 2020

    Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this!

    Verónica Escamilla

    I ripped my cock out of Shawna’s tight pussy. My futa-cum bubbled out and matted the black curls. The former virgin whimpered. I had cum, but she hadn’t. Neither had Terra or Wendy, the other two girls I had just deflowered.

    The joy of popping all three cherries one after the other had been too much for my new cock. I might be a mature and sexy Latina professor, but this was my first time having a dick. You couldn’t blame me for popping off fast the first time.

    But this dick had stamina. I was still hard. My new girl-balls brimmed with more of that white seed that leaked out of Shawna’s pussy. The Black girl moaned, her plump booty jiggling as she wiggled, clearly aching for me to be back in her.

    But so where Terra and Wendy.

    “Please, please,” moaned Wendy. She clenched her flat ass. She had a White girl’s butt, not a curvy Latina ass like I had, or a bubbly, Black booty like Shawna did. Even Terra had a peachier ass than Wendy.

    But the girl was still cute.

    “I need your cock back in me, Ms. Escamilla,” she continued, her dark-brown hair spilling about her face.

    “Yes!” Terra moaned. The brunette schoolgirl stared at me, her face flushed. “I need to cum! Please fuck me!”

    My entire class was under my spell. Ever since I put on those panties that the amazing Chloe Quick, my eighteen-year-old student, had given me, my students had been so eager to obey me. Not only had those satin delights given me my futa-cock, but it also let me control my students. If I told them to jump, they’d just ask how high.

    The rest of the class was having an orgy behind me. Girls and guys were moaning as they fucked each other. The two biggest sluts in the classroom, Greta and Nancy, were fucking the four guys who were virgins, one cock per hole. They were getting drilled in the ass and pussy by the eager guys.

    Who surprisingly were lasting longer than I had. Maybe masturbating their cocks for years had given them an edge.

    “Mmm, you girls are going to cum hard on my dick,” I moaned as I stepped up to Terra’s brown-furred muff. I had enjoyed deflowering her. My first cherry. My first pussy. My first White girl. She made me shiver as I stared at her.

    I brought my brown cock to her bush. I dripped with Shawna’s pussy cream. I rammed to the hilt in her. That juicy, tight, deflowered cunt wrapped around me. I reveled in teenage snatch massaging my dick. My balls swung into her bush.

    My large tits heaved. I groaned, pussy juices running down my thighs from my orgasm. I came with both. Cock and cunt went wild when I had my orgasm. I smiled as I thrust away at her pussy, the pleasure melting down my girl-dick to my snatch.

    “Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned. “Oh, Ms. Escamilla. That’s amazing. That’s so awesome.”

    “Uh-huh!” I moaned, the ache building at the tip of my cock. But not as fast as that first time. I could have stamina.

    Wendy and Shawna squirmed beside me. They were both whimpering, rubbing their naked tits into my desk while the moans of the orgy behind me spilled around us. It was so hot to hear girls gasping and guys grunting.

    I slammed hard into Terra’s cunt. My crotch smacked her pale ass. Her peachy rump jiggled with the impact. Her twat squeezed down around me. She gripped my cock, clearly reveling in it. My tits heaved and bounced.

    But I couldn’t just fuck her. All three of my deflowered virgins needed to cum.

    I ripped my cock out of her cunt, side-stepped to Wendy, and rammed my cock into her pussy. I buried to the hilt in the dark-haired girl. She gasped, her back arching. She whimpered as my girl-cock plundered her wonderful twat.

    “No!” moaned Terra.

    “Yes!” gasped Wendy.

    “Ms. Escamilla!” whimpered Shawna.

    I smiled at her as I plowed into Wendy’s delicious cunt. I buried over and over into her. I reveled in every last second of fucking her hard. I buried deep into her snatch. I soaked in the bliss of her snatch squeezing around me.

    Even though she had a flat ass, her butt-cheeks still jiggled from the hard force of my thrusts. My balls smacked into her bush, her curly hairs teasing my sensitive nuts. I shuddered, loving the feel of her twat around my cock.

    But Shawna’s dripping cunt awaited me.

    I licked my lips, my pussy on fire. Then I ripped out of Wendy, sidestepped to the right, and plowed into Shawna’s cunt. I buried to the hilt in her. I plunged every inch of my Latina-cock into her juicy twat. Her Black booty jiggled.

    “Oh, fuck, yes!” she moaned.

    “Mmm, enjoy!” I panted. “I have to get back to the other two.”

    “Yes, yes, get back to us!” moaned Terra, her fingers frigging her pussy. She worked her digits in and out of her twat as I fucked Shawna hard.

    My dick loved every stroke into her pussy. Wendy whimpered beside us, wiggling her hips. She watched my big tits heaving as I plowed the Black girl’s hot cunt with powerful strokes. I shuddered, my orgasms swelling in my nuts. At the tip of my dick.

    But I didn’t have to cum yet.

    I ripped out of Shawna’s cunt and side-stepped left. I should have kept going past Wendy, but her juicy pussy was right there. I buried into her, sliding my cock, smeared in some of my own jizz, into the cutie’s twat.

    “Yes!” she moaned, her pussy squeezing down around me. “Oh, Ms. Escamilla.”

    “Ooh, I want that cock back in me, Ms. Escamilla!” moaned Terra, frigging away at her cunt.

    “You’ll get it,” I moaned, pumping away at Wendy.

    “Yes, yes, yes!” she gasped, her voice so throaty.

    I fucked her for a few more plunges, then I was sidestepping left. Terra ripped her fingers out of the way just in time for me to ram into her cunt. I buried to the hilt in her with ease. My balls smacked into her bush.

    She gasped out in bliss as I hammered her twat. I fucked her hard and fast. My tits heaved as I buried into her again and again. I loved this. I savored every hard plunge into her cunt. Every last thrust into that tight twat.

    My pussy clenched. My cream ran down my thighs. It was incredible. My tits bounced and heaved. They smacked together as I reamed into the girl’s tight cunt. Then I ripped out of her. Once again, I meant to pass Wendy, but…

    “Ms. Escamilla!” Wendy gasped as I buried into her.

    I fucked her hard and fast, stirring up her twat. Terra masturbated her cunt again. Shawna did the same, cum dripping down her wrist. I shuddered, my tits heaving as I plowed into Wendy. A few good, hard strokes to keep her pussy primed.

    Then I ripped out of her and I was back to Shawna. Her fingers cleared her pussy moments before my dick reamed into her cunt. She sucked on them. She moaned around her digits as I fucked her hard. My crotch spanked her ebony booty. Those butt-cheeks rippled.

    More and more pussy cream ran down my thighs. The ache swelled in my balls. The pressure brewed. I had so much cum in them, but this time I wouldn’t erupt until I had pleasured all my students. They deserved it.

    “Ms. Escamilla!” groaned Shawna as I ripped out of her cunt. “I was so close.”

    “Sorry!” I moaned and then rammed into Wendy’s twat. “¡Hijo de perra!”

    I reveled in her hot cunt for those few thrusts. She moaned and gasped, squirming on the table as I enjoyed that tight pussy around my cock. It was almost torment to have to pull out of her, but Terra needed me. She frigged her pussy so hard.

    I tore out of Wendy’s cunt, shuffled left, and rammed forward.

    Terra didn’t get her fingers out of her cunt in time. I plunged into her pussy with her digits still in her. I felt her knuckles on the head of my cock. My balls smacked into the back of her hand. She whimpered and ripped her fingers out, sliding them along my shaft.

    “Ms. Escamilla!” she howled, her back arching. Butt-cheeks rippled from the impact of my strokes. “Yes, yes, yes!”

    “Ooh, that’s so good,” I moaned. “¡Mierda!”

    I enjoyed her for two more strokes, then I was back to Wendy. I slammed into her pussy. She groaned. Her snatch clenched around my girl-dick as I buried into her. Then she whimpered as I drew back through her tight sheath.

    Her cunt went wild.

    “Ms. Escamilla, yes!”

    As I slammed back into her pussy, I realized I’d made her cum. I reveled in feeling the first pussy to ever spasm around my cock. It was no surprise it was Wendy who came first. She got reamed hard. Fast.

    I buried into her and just savored her young pussy writhing around my dick. I groaned, the pleasure rushing through me. This was amazing. That wonderful ecstasy flooded through every bit of my body, my twat clenching. That ache to erupt building and building.

    “This is awesome!” the deflowered schoolgirl moaned. “Ms. Escamilla.”

    “¡Hijo de perra! It is! Ooh, Wendy, you are making my dick throb.”

    “I’ll make your dick throb,” Shawna moaned, frigging her cunt right by me. “I need it so bad. Just ram that cock in me.”

    I ripped my cock out of Wendy’s pussy. I panted, my cunt on fire. I wanted to cum so hard. My pussy dripped juices that ran down my thighs. I whimpered, as I sidestepped to Shawna and rammed to the hilt in her cunt.

    “Wendy!” I panted, “go join the orgy.”

    “Yes, Ms. Escamilla.” The girl stood up and ran back there. “Who wants to eat my pussy and fuck me?”

    “Yum!” a girl shouted. Was that Jill? “Let me eat you out!”

    “Sure!” Wendy gasped.

    “Oh, fuck, yes!” a guy groaned.

    I shuddered as I pumped away at Shawna’s pussy, loving the fact that Wendy and Jill were going to have lesbian sex now. I pumped away hard and fast. I slammed into Shawna’s cunt, churning her twat up.

    Terra scooted closer and closer. Then she was right beside Shawna. She frigged her pussy, watching. The two girls’ heads were so close together. They drifted closer… Closer… Then they kissed. Vanilla Terra and chocolate Shawna came together.

    My dick almost erupted.

    “¡Follame!” I cried out and ripped my girl-dick out of Shawna’s cunt before I blew my load.

    The pair’s tongues danced together. They kissed with such wild passion, their lips melted together. It was such a rush to watch. I licked my lips as I scooted down to plunged my cock into Terra’s pussy. Her fingers got clear.

    I rammed into her tight pussy.

    That barely legal cunt squeezed around me. I reveled in that hot, tight sheath. I sank in her. She squealed into her kiss with Shawna. I buried to the hilt in her, my class gasping and moaning in the background.

    My breasts heaved as I pumped away at Terra’s cunt. My balls smacked into her clit while my urge to cum was rising and rising. I wanted to spurt my jizz into her. Just flood her juicy snatch with all my passion.

    “¡Mierda!” I howled and ripped clear.

    I sidestepped over and plunged my dick back into Shawna’s cunt. She shuddered, her pussy clenching around me. That warm, hot sheath felt so inviting around my dick. I buried into her, balls smacking into her bush, my tits heaving. Then I drew back.

    Shawna broke the kiss to gasp, “Yes, Ms. Escamilla! Churn my cunt up!”

    “Churn her up!” whimpered Terra, her body shuddering. Her fingers rubbed at her juicy cunt.

    “I’m going to cum!” The Black girl clenched her cunt around me.

    “Do it!”

    As I slammed into her, I shuddered as I felt my second girl’s pussy going wild around my dick today. I trembled as I pumped away at her hungry, sucking twat. She wanted another load of my girl-cum pumping into her.

    I wanted to give it to her, but…

    Terra.

    “Yes, yes, yes!” Shawna moaned, her cunt clenching down around me.

    I fought off that urge to cum in her. I savored her flesh convulsing around me for one final plunge then, my balls aching, I yanked my cock out of her. Juices dripped from my tip. I whimpered, my pussy on fire. I shifted to the left.

    Buried my girl-cock deep into Terra’s pussy.

    “Ms. Escamilla!” she groaned, clenching down around me.

    “¡Mierda!” I cried out, almost loosing my spunk into her twat.

    I gritted my teeth as I fucked at the last deflowered pussy. I thrust deep and hard into her as Shawna panted beside me. My balls smacked into her bush. My tits smacked together. I threw back my head, my tits heaving before me.

    That tight pussy grew hotter and hotter around my futa-dick pumping away at her. Terra moaned. I pounded her. My balls swung into her bush and then smacked back into my own pussy lips from the force of my thrusts. I shuddered, everything driving me over the edge.

    I slammed into her.

    Her cunt went wild.

    My third schoolgirl pussy convulsed around my dick. I gasped and shuddered, the heat rushing through me. That hot cunt convulsed and spasmed so hard around my shaft. My futa-dick throbbed and ached as she sucked at me.

    “Madre de Dios!” I howled. Came.

    My jizz fired into her cunt. I pumped spurt after spurt of girl-spunk into her pussy. My cunt convulsed. Pleasure rushed through my body. Juices gushed down my thighs. My tits heaved while the rapture slammed into my mind.

    “Yes, yes, yes, I love your cum firing in me!” moaned Terra.

    “I know,” panted Shawna. She still lay bent over my desk. “It was amazing when she came in me.”

    “She’s pumping so much jizz in me!” gasped Terra.

    The bell rang. The period was over. I didn’t care. I had an open one next. “No one goes anywhere. The orgy continues!”

    “Yes!” my students cheered as I pumped the last of my cum into Terra’s cunt. Who would I fuck next?

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

    Mildred Dean

    Buzzing from the delicious blowjob Kyra had given me, I parked my car in the garage beneath our gynecologist’s office. I shuddered as I slipped out, my futa-dick throbbing and aching. I held my wet panties in my hand.

    I was ready to mind-control some cuties.

    “Ooh, this is going to be so much fun,” moaned Kyra as she hurried around the front of the car to reach me. She had some of my cum on her lips.

    “Yes, it is,” I moaned, leaning in to kiss my friend. I loved the taste of my salty jizz.

    I broke the kiss and we headed to the elevator, her dark-brown hair fluttering around her flushed face. We were here to have fun. She would be getting Nurse Deanna as her sex slave while I would be fucking the hot, Indian doctor, Radha Narang.

    My futa-dick throbbed. Dr. Radha was one of the women I had fantasized about so many times. That sexy doctor. She always made me so excited to have my pelvic exam. I shuddered, my dick throbbing and aching as we rode the elevator up to the sixth floor.

    We headed to Dr. Radha’s medical office, pushing open the frosted doors to step into her posh waiting area. It was empty save for the very nurse that we were coming here to mind-control sitting behind the receptionist desk.

    Kyra let out a whimper of delight.

    Nurse Deanna Watkins looked up from the computer where she typed. Her eyes fell on Kyra and color spotted her cheeks. I never knew Deanna was a lesbian, but Kyra had told me the nurse had made a pass at her. My best friend had been straight then, so nothing happened.

    “Kyra,” the nurse said, hardly noticing me. She stood up in her pink scrubs, her short, dark-red hair swaying about her face. Her piercing, green eyes drank in the sight of my friend. “I didn’t think you had an appointment today.”

    “Mmm, she’s here to make you into her pussy-licking sex slave,” I said and thrust the panties over the counter and into the nurse’s face.

    Before she could react, my wet panties smeared across her features. The effects on her made me shiver. She moaned and breathed in deeply. The sounds of her sniffing at the panties had my cunt clenching and a wave of heat washing through my body.

    “Oh, my god,” she moaned and breathed in again. “That’s… Oh, that’s such a delicious scent. Ooh, Mildred, I didn’t notice you. I don’t know how I missed you. You’re so fucking sexy.”

    “I know,” I said. “So, you got a crush on Kyra, don’t you?”

    “I always fall for the straight ones and the pillow queens.”

    I knew that term. A pillow queen was a lesbian who never went down on her lovers, instead, she just let them worship her cunt. “Good news, Kyra’s now your pillow queen. You’ll eat out her cunt whenever she orders you to. You’re her sex slave. Devoted utterly to her. If she says eat my pussy, you ask, ‘How many orgasms do you want, Queen Kyra?’”

    “Oh, yes,” Nurse Deanna said, nodding.

    “Follow,” I said. “And Kyra, feel free to ask for those orgasms whenever you want.”

    “Oh, well, sure,” Kyra said as I headed to the door to venture into the heart of the clinic.

    My futa-dick ached as I saw that one of the two exam rooms had an open door. In it, the other nurse at the clinic looked to be cleaning. She was an Arab woman named Amina Qadir. She wore a hijab wrapped around her head.

    “Nurse Amina,” I said, tossing my panties at her. “Catch.”

    “What?” she gasped, whirling around. Her round face, framed by the flowery headscarf, widened in shock. She caught my panties out of reflex. “What? These…?” She brought them up to her nose and gave a careful sniff. She cursed something in Arabic.

    Though the cursing was surprising, watching her huff my panties wasn’t. I would never get tired of women pressing my pussy-soaked underwear into their faces and breathing in deeply my naughty scent. Her breasts swelled the front of her purple scrubs. She swayed from side to side, her eyes squeezed shut.

    “I need those back, Nurse Amina,” I said.

    “Oh, yes,” she said, pulling them from her face. She licked her wet lips and shuddered as she headed to me. She thrust my panties at me. I took them. I glanced down at her wedding ring. I had forgotten about her.

    What to do with her? “Is Dr. Radha in with a patient?”

    “Yes,” Nurse Amina and Nurse Deanna said at almost the same moment.

    My futa-dick throbbed.

    “Okay, everyone strip.”

    I included myself in this command. The nurses ripped off their scrub tops. Deanna had a pair of small tits in a cream-colored bra while Amina’s were rounder and softer, held in a lacy bra of light-gray. I unbuttoned my blouse, my futa-dick throbbing and my balls aching. I wasn’t wearing a bra, my round tits coming into view first.

    Kyra had her blouse off. I smiled in delight as she reached behind her to unhook her bra. She slipped off the red straps and unveiled a pair of round breasts that were perky and delicious. I groaned at the sight of them, my futa-cock throbbing harder. Than Amina’s dusky-brown tits appeared, her nipples fat and brown.

    And suckable.

    Deanna had little nipples topping her small breasts. She had just the perfect amount of handfuls to play with. I watched them jiggle as she shoved down her scrub bottoms. Amina pushed hers and her panties down her thighs. A shaved pussy came into view. With her headscarf on, I had no idea she would style her pubic hair that way.

    How naughty.

    “Leave on the headscarf, Amina,” I said. “That makes this naughtier.”

    “It does,” she said. “Ooh, Deanna, look at that.”

    I glanced at Deanna. She had gotten naked. Nestled in the folds of her pussy was a silver ring piercing her clit. It shone so bright, gleaming with her juices. I shuddered, smiling. She also was shaved but had a landing strip of dark-red hair leading down to her jewelry.

    “Wow,” Kyra said. She, too, had a bare twat. I groaned at the sight of her juicy pussy lips. My futa-dick was aching.

    So much pussy for me to enjoy, and there was still Dr. Radha and her patient. I licked my lips when Kyra said, “Your not naked yet, Mildred. Show them your surprise.”

    “Oh, you have a bulge!” gasped Amina.

    “Is it a dildo?” asked Deanna.

    “It’s a cock,” I said.

    “No way!” she stared at me with rapt attention. “You were just in last month. How do you have a cock? You have to do hormone blockers for months, even years, before they can do the surgery. I’ve seen your chart. I’ve seen your pussy, Mildred.”

    I winked at her and shoved down my skirt. I groaned as the fabric slid over my dick. Then my cock popped out. It flopped down before me. My balls swayed between my thighs, heavy with my cum. They were just aching for the fun to begin.

    Both nurses’ jaws dropped.

    “It’s perfect,” Deanna said, grabbing my cock. “That’s a beautiful, perfect dick. This wasn’t from surgery. How?”

    “I’m a futa,” I said. “Lift up my balls and you’ll find my pussy.”

    Nurse Deanna did and gasped. She rubbed at my pussy lips through my brown bush. I shuddered at her touch, my futa-dick throbbing in her stroking hand. I bit my lip, whimpering at the pleasure that shot down my shaft.

    “You’re amazing,” Nurse Amina said.

    “I know,” I said. “So, let’s go show the good doctor.”

    Panties in hand, I whirled to the door and threw it open. Dr. Radha’s head snapped up at me. She had on the light circle on her forehead, the bright LED shining into my eyes. She was sitting on a stool between a woman’s spread open thighs. She was in stirrups getting her pelvic exam. I groaned, seeing her black, hairy bush. Her cunt was even spread open by a speculum, pink depths revealed.

    “What is going on?” demanded Dr. Radha Narang. She stood up, her stool sliding back. “Why are you all naked and—”

    I thrust the panties in her face. Just long enough to let her get a whiff. The Indian doctor shuddered and swayed. She fell back on her stool, the chair rolling back a foot. I turned to the panic patient who was shifting in her stirrups.

    “Who the hell are you?” She gasped, wearing a hospital gown that stretched over her large breasts. She was a MILF, a wedding ring on her left hand. Her black hair spilled about her round face. I just grinned.

    Tossed my panties into her face.

    She gasped as they fell across her mouth and nose. Then she started deep breathing.

    I turned back to face the dazed Dr. Radha. She had dark-red skin and black hair that fell in soft waves. Her face was gorgeous. Symmetrical and delicate with pouty lips. Her large breasts swelled out the purple blouse she wore, her doctor’s coat hanging off her shoulders.

    She blinked and stared at my cock. “Mildred Dean? And is that…? You have…?”

    “A dick,” I finished. “Why don’t you suck on it. Give it an oral exam. I know it’s outside your specialty, but you’ll do fine.”

    “Yes,” the gynecologist moaned. She reached out at me with hands groaned in latex gloves.

    “Stop!” I gasped. “Don’t ever touch my cock with latex. Bare hands only.”

    “Right!” she moaned. Just like that, she was peeling them off and tossing them with skill into a biohazard waste garbage bin. Then she grabbed my cock with both hands.

    Her dark-red fingers wrapped around my pale futa-dick. The patient kept inhaling my panties while Dr. Radha leaned forward. She rubbed her lips into the crown of my cock. She smooched at it. I shuddered at that delight. My pussy clenched. Her tongue then flicked over my tit. She caressed me with a naughty sweep.

    I groaned.

    Her tongue dug through my slit. My pussy clenched in delight. My balls swayed. She stroked one hand down my shaft and brushed my hairless balls. She shifted over, her warm fingers gently cradling them.

    “This is remarkable,” she moaned. “You have a perfect cock. How?”

    “I’m amazing,” I said, winking at her.

    “Yes, you are,” she breathed and then sucked the tip of my cock into her mouth. She nursed.

    I moaned.

    “Deanna, get on your knees and eat my pussy!” Kyra moaned, quivering in the periphery of my vision.

    Deanna fell to her knees and moaned, “How many orgasms do you want, Queen Kyra?”

    “Ooh, let’s not be greedy. Three.”

    “Yes, Queen Kyra.”

    My friend gave me a big thumbs up as the lesbian nurse leaned forward and nuzzled her head into Kyra’s shaved twat. Then my friend gasped. Her face twisted in pleasure as Deanna began pleasuring her.

    I shuddered, my own pussy clenching from Dr. Radha’s delicious sucking. She nursed on my cock with passion, clearly hungry to make me cum. I shuddered, savoring every moment of this. She kneaded my balls as she nursed at me.

    I stared down into her eyes, loving the sight of my gynecologist sucking on my girl-dick. She worked her lips up and down. Her tongue danced around my cock. She caressed me. Swirled around my crown.

    Loved me.

    “These are amazing,” the patient moaned, still sniffing the panties.

    “Oh, my god, yes!” gasped Kyra. “I’m going to love being your pillow queen, slave.”

    Deanna just moaned in delight, her voice muffled by my friend’s shaved twat.

    Dr. Radha worshiped my cock. She brought me closer and closer to that moment of eruption. I would baste her mouth with my cum. I would pump blast after blast of jizz into her hungry mouth. The Indian doctor sucked with hunger, her lips working up and down my girl-dick.

    My futa-balls tensed while my pussy fed on the hunger. Her fingers kneaded my nuts. She had such a gentle touch with her digits while she sucked with such a wild passion on my futa-cock. It was amazing. Such a contrast in techniques.

    “Dr. Radha!” I moaned. “You’re going to get such a mouthful of cum. Won’t that be amazing?”

    She whimpered and nodded.

    “Deanna!” Kyra moaned. “Oh, wow, you’re good. Ooh, you are a lesbian. I love how you eat my pussy. You love my cunt.”

    “I do, Queen Kyra!” the nurse moaned, her voice muffled by hot twat.

    I smiled at my friend. She grinned back. Her hazel eyes sparkled. Round breasts jiggled as she ground her twat on Deanna’s lips. I loved the sight. It thrilled me that I could mind-control my friend into such happiness.

    Such absolute joy.

    Nurse Amina fingered her twat, watching us with heated eyes. I loved the sight of that married, Arab beauty rubbing herself. My dick throbbed in the doctor’s mouth as I watched the nurse plunging fingers into her twat.

    Then I glanced back down at Dr. Radha. Her dark eyes stared up at me with such worship in them. She was loving my girl-dick. Her fingers massaged my nuts. I came closer and closer to that moment when I would spurt in her.

    Just fire blast after blast of my spunk into her hungry mouth. I would baste her. She would choke on my girl-cum.

    It would be an amazing moment of spurting my spunk down into her mouth. My pussy clenched, growing hotter and hotter with her every nursing. The married woman moaned, still in the stirrups, the speculum holding her pussy open wide. The cunt begged for a futa’s cock.

    “Dr. Radha!” I groaned. “Ooh, yes, yes, you’ve almost finished your oral exam.”

    She sucked hard.

    I gasped, my balls twitching in her hand. My dick ached from the wild suction she gave me. I groaned, my head lolling back as she worshiped me. She gave me such wicked delight. My breasts jiggled.

    Her tongue caressed my spongy crown.

    I erupted.

    “Dr. Radha, yes!”

    My futa-cum fired into her mouth. Spurt after spurt of my jizz pumped out of my dick and into her hungry maw. She gulped it down, her dark eyes squeezing shut. She nursed on me, drawing out spurt after spurt of the cum that fired from my dick.

    My cunt drank it in. This delicious heat that would have me exploding in rapture. The pleasure surged through me. I groaned, reveling in this moment. My pussy convulsed, adding those waves of delight to the rapture firing from my girl-dick.

    My pussy clenched and convulsed. My twat writhed. The rapture surged around me. It was amazing. Just the best. I loved every second of it. The pleasure blazed across my thoughts. Stars danced before my eyes.

    “Dr. Radha, yes!” I groaned as she sucked out the last of my cum, her fingers massaging my balls. “Thank you for that oral exam.”

    She slid her mouth off my dick with a wet plop. “It was my pleasure.”

    “Now, who is your patient?” I asked, staring at the MILF beauty sniffing at my panties.

    “Shannon Thompson,” said Dr. Radha. “She’s here for her yearly examination. She’s in excellent reproductive health.”

    “Wonderful,” I said, staring at that dilated pussy. “And I see you were examining her cunt.”

    “About do to the bimanual exam when you walked in.”

    “Well, I think I can conduct that with my cock, don’t you agree?”

    She blinked. She knew I couldn’t do the exam with my dick, but she also couldn’t disagree with me. “You’re right. Let’s do it.”

    “If you’ll guide me and insert me in the patient,” I said, shuddering. “Then Nurse Amina will strip you naked and eat out your pussy.”

    “Yes, Mildred,” Nurse Amina moaned, pulling her fingers from her twat.

    “Yes, yes, yes!” gasped Kyra then. She bucked. “Drink my pussy cream. Oh, yes, yes, yes!”

    My friend’s round breasts heaved. She thrashed there. I smiled at her as Dr. Radha grabbed my dick. She guided me to her patient’s spread-open cunt. I watched my friend shudder through her first orgasm for a moment longer.

    One down, two more to go.

    It sounded like Nurse Deanna was already working on number two as my girl-dick nuzzled into Shannon’s pussy. The MILF stared at me above my panties. She shuddered, her breasts swelling the front of her hospital gown.

    “Ready?” I asked her.

    “Yes!” she moaned. “Examine me with your big girl-dick.”

    I smiled at her. I could feel the smooth speculum on either side of my cock. It contrasted with the silky warmth of her cunt. Dr. Radha let go of my dick. I thrust forward. I buried into the open pussy, sliding to the hilt in Shannon’s married twat.

    She moaned, her voice muffled by my panties. Her eyes squeezed shut. I loved the feel of her open entrance. She grew tighter the deeper inside I ventured. I stretched her out. She shuddered, her legs twitching in the stirrups.

    “Let’s get you naked, Doctor,” Nurse Amina said.

    I watched the delight of the white coat coming off of the doctor. Then Amina attacked the buttons of the low-cut blouse. I bit my lower lip and pumped away at the patient’s cunt. I examined her tight and juicy depths.

    So far, she felt amazing.

    Dr. Radha wore a gray bra underneath. It cradled her large breasts. I groaned when Nurse Amina unfastened the bra in the front. The cups sprang back and the Indian doctor’s bountiful tits spilled out into Nurse Amina’s hands.

    She jerked them back.

    “No, no, you like women,” I panted. “And you’re going to love eating pussy.”

    “Yes, Mildred,” Amina said and grabbed those tits in her hands. “Ooh, these are so soft.”

    “Yes,” the doctor said. “But I’m not naked.”

    “You will be,” husked the nurse.

    I shuddered and pumped away at the married woman’s twat. My examination sent such rapture flooding through me. My balls smacked into her taint. Her moans rose from her. The exam bed squeaked and groaned, rocking with the force of my thrusts.

    Nurse Amina fell to her knees and tugged down the doctor’s skirt. A satiny pair of gray panties appeared. The nurse rubbed her dusky cheeks into the shiny garment. I groaned, a wave of heat rushing through me.

    This was so much fun.

    Kyra kept moaning, building towards her second orgasm while I pumped away at the married MILF’s juicy cunt. The nurse bit the front of the doctor’s panties. I gasped at that, watching her pull them down with her teeth.

    That was wild.

    A thick, black bush appeared, the curls spilling over the top of the waistband. Dr. Radha’s big and soft tits swayed. The Arabic nurse tugged those panties down lower and lower with her teeth, unveiling more and more of that silky bush.

    I loved it. My dick throbbed in Shannon’s cunt. I fucked her hard and fast. I buried to the hilt in her, my balls smacking into her. My next load of cum built and built. My pussy drank in the heat. My breasts jiggled and bounced as I thrust forward.

    “Ooh, Nurse Amina,” Dr. Radha moaned as she stepped out of her panties. “Eat my pussy now. Just slide that tongue into my twat.”

    “Yes, Doctor,” moaned the nurse.

    I shuddered as the woman buried her face into Dr. Radha’s crotch. She rubbed her face into the hot bush, sliding back and forth. I shuddered, my pussy on fire. This was so hot to watch. My pussy clenched, the heat building and building in me.

    I would have such a huge orgasm. Just a hot cum in Shannon’s pussy. I loved this. Two women were moaning from the cunnilingus they received while the third groaned from my big dick reaming her cunt.

    “Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped, turning back to face the married MILF. I grabbed her tits through her gown, squeezing them. “This is so hot!”

    “It is,” she moaned as I reamed into her.

    I pumped my hips fast and furious. I drove that girl-cock deep into the married woman’s pussy. her silky pussy massaged me. The speculum added that exciting feeling to it. I squeezed those big boobs through the hospital gown.

    I hoped Chloe was having as much fun as me with the panties I gave her. I knew she’d find someone special to enjoy them.

    My fingers found Shannon’s nipples. I twisted them. She gasped, the depths of her cunt squeezing about my dick. I savored that tight grip as I buried into her snatch. She whimpered, her body shuddering as her own pleasure built.

    “Oh, that’s it!” Kyra moaned, her second orgasm bursting through her. “You nasty slut. Yes, yes, yes, you’re going to make me cum again.”

    “Yes, Queen Kyra!” the nurse moaned.

    “Amina!” gasped Radha. “Such skill. Ooh, I wish I had you eating my cunt before. You’re a sexy bitch. Get that tongue into my twat.”

    “Yes, do it!” I moaned.

    “Yes, Mildred,” Amina purred, her voice muffled.

    This was all so heady. My orgasm hurtled closer. I pumped away with hard and bold strokes. I needed only a few more thrusts and then I would erupt. The cum would fly out of my dick. Spurt after hot spurt of jizz just basting her cunt.

    The married slut would have such a huge orgasm. I slammed into her depths, my nuts tightening. I didn’t fight it any longer. I drew back, my spongy crown drinking it in. The pleasure rushed down my cock to my pussy.

    My cunt ached.

    I buried into Shannon’s hot twat. Erupted.

    My futa-cum fired into her snatch. My tits heaved as I basted her spread-open pussy. Pulse after pulse of rapture erupted from my dick and slammed into my mind. The pleasure burst across my thoughts. Waves of ecstasy followed, washing from my spasming cunt.

    “Mildred!” gasped Shannon. “Oh, you’re flooding me. So much! Yes!”

    Her pussy writhed around me. At least the deeper half. The part that was able to spasm and not held open by the speculum. The pleasure intensified as I pumped blast after blast of my cum into her. Stars danced across my vision as I reveled in this moment. This heady rush of bliss.

    It was fantastic. I shuddered, my heart beating so fast in my chest. I swayed, my pussy writhing faster. Juices flooded down my thighs as I reveled in this wonderful treat in my doctor’s office. I sucked in deep breaths.

    “Amina!” Dr. Radha moaned. “Oh, you skilled nurse.”

    As I flooded the last spurt of jizz into the married woman’s twat, I glanced over my shoulder at Dr. Radha. She had a lovely expression on her dark-brown face. Her body trembled. Her breasts heaved as the duskier Nurse Amina drank down her cream.

    “So damned good,” she moaned.

    “Right?” Kyra gasped. “Oh, fuck, that’s it. I’m going to cum again, Nurse Deanna. You wonderful slut. You’re my pussy-licking slave!”

    “I am!”

    Kyra threw back her head and came, too. I smiled as I pulled out of the married woman’s pussy. I trembled, my cock throbbing and aching. My friend and my doctor were cumming on the nurses’ mouths, flooding them with cream.

    There were four pussies in this room I hadn’t fucked yet. So many possibilities. Who should I enjoy next? Who should I have lick clean the patient? She dripped with my cum. It leaked out of her twat and dribbled to her asshole.

    I could do whatever I wanted. I loved being a futa with mind-controlling panties. I could have fun while Athena did all my dirty work. She would make me money and gain me power. She would find Sasha Ford and punish the little slut for stealing one of my panties.

    “Mmm, now which to fuck next?”

    All of the women in the room, Shannon included, begged for my dick.

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    Chloe Quick

    “Chloe!”

    I turned around and Stacey through herself at me. My cute girlfriend kissed me right there in the hall for everyone to see. A bunch of “oooohs” from the girls and wolf-whistles from the boys rose around us as her tongue probed into my mouth. She danced around my tongue, kissing me with such wondrous passion.

    I felt so dizzy from it. This heady rush shot through me as our tongues danced. My futa-cock throbbed beneath my skirt, chubbing up so hard despite the fun I’d just had with my big sis, Bryana, in the girls’ restroom.

    “Dykes!” a guy shouted.

    I broke the kiss and shouted, “Yep! Stacey’s my cute, little dyke girlfriend, aren’t you?”

    “Chloe!” she said, blushing brightly. “I am!” She squirmed against me. “I love my futa!”

    One boy with glasses and a Dragonball Z t-shirt furrowed his glasses like he recognized that word. But how could he? It was something that the awesome Mildred invented to describe us sexy girls with big dick and balls full of spunk.

    “Just an hour until we get to see Ms. Escamilla unwrap her gift,” I told Stacey, putting my arm around her shoulder.

    “Yes!” my brunette lover said. Her pigtails swept over my arm, tickling my bare flesh. “Oh, it’ll be fun to have two of you to play with.”

    I leaned in, “A girl-dick in your pussy and your asshole. You’re going to cum so hard.”

    She quivered in delight as we headed to class. I wanted to enjoy her, but we had my least favorite class next: math with Mr. Grunberg. I headed down the hallway, passing Ms. Escamilla’s class. I glanced at her door. Through the window I glimpsed flesh.

    I blinked. Had I just seen a topless girl go by? I broke from Stacey and ran to the door. I looked through the little window and gasped at what I saw.

    “That naughty bitch! She opened the present early!”

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    Athena Pearce

    Virginia worked her asshole up and down my futa-dick. She was bent over my desk, her asshole squeezed tight about my cock. The former CEO’s secretary had skills. She knew how to love a futa-dick. I would dump so much cum in her.

    It would only be another hour before the board met and confirmed that I was the new head of the company. I would be running this company and using its resources to benefit the most wonderful futa in the world.

    Mildred would have everything she craved.

    The phone rang on my desk. My other secretary, Minako, grabbed it. The sexy, Japanese cutie sat naked on the edge of my desk, legs crossed. She brought the phone to her lips, her dark eyes watching Virginia working that tight asshole up and down my dick.”

    “Athena Pearce’s office,” she purred. She waited. “Oh, yes, thank you for returning her call. She’s very eager to find out about the house on Cedar Court that four of your trucks emptied out this morning.” Minako frowned. “That’s not good. She really needs to know where those trucks are headed.” She leaned back. “Interesting. You can’t say at all? Well, that’s not good. We would love to do business with—” She gasped. “He hung up!”

    “What?” I demanded. “We need to know where those trucks are heading. Where is the office located?”

    “What about the board meeting?” Minako asked.

    I hesitated. I had to track down these trucks, but I also had to take control of the company. Mildred wanted both. I hesitated for a split second and then smacked Virginia on the ass. “We can make it. Get dressed right now, sluts, we have to teach a man some respect.”

    “Yes, Ms. Pearce,” my two secretary sluts said together.

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    The figure smiled. Delighted by all the fun.

    To be continued…


  • The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 24: Twincest (Part 1)

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    A quick and kinky lesbian fantasy!

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

    Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-23”.

    ***

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

    I was standing on the porch, staring at a door I had never before seen. Taking a deep breath for courage, I reached out and knocked.

    Bang! Bang! Bang!

    As I waited for the residents of the dwelling to come answer, I thought back to what had led me there. It had all started a few days ago. I was walking down the street when I heard someone call my name. I turned toward the sound, only to discover the speaker was actually two people; two hot, sexy twin sisters! I instantly recognized them as my roommate’s friends (see “The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 13: The Twins” and “The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 19: Return of the Twins” for full details). As soon as I saw them, I felt myself grow wet with arousal, but I managed to keep the fantasy that was building within me from taking over. I managed to keep it at bay when they hurried over to me. I even managed to stay fully alert when they asked me to join them for lunch—a lunch where I was invited to a dinner they were hosting at their place a few days later. But when the door swung open to reveal the gorgeous twins, I instantly knew keeping my surprisingly high level of arousal contained would be impossible.

    “Come in,” offered the twins as one as they stepped aside and gestured for me to join them inside. Struggling to keep my arousal in check at the sight of the surprisingly skimpily dressed twins, I did as told.

    “Where are the others?” I asked after I was led into an oddly empty living room. When I had been invited to a dinner, I had assumed it was some sort of dinner party. And that meant there had to be other invitees. Unless…

    “Am I the only one they invited?” I wondered.

    “What others?” asked one of the twins, proving my theory correct; I was the only one they had invited.

    “Never mind,” I muttered as I felt my arousal level skyrocket. Though I did not want to get ahead of myself, there was only one reason I could think of for why they had invited only me to their special dinner. But that was as far as I got before one of the twins soon excused herself to go to the bathroom. The remaining twin and I decided to take a seat on the couch as we waited. I considered making small talk, but never got that far. Mere seconds after resting my barely covered behind on the couch, I felt the familiar sensation of a fantasy growing within me. Moments later, reality faded and the fantasy began.

    “Should I play it safe or just go for it?” wondered the fantasy me as she glanced sideways at the hot twin sitting beside her. “Go for it!” was the simple answer. And that was exactly what I did.

    “Come here, sexy,” I said as I pulled her in for a long, passionate kiss. At first, she remained frozen in place. But as I explored her oral cavity’s every nook and cranny, she was unable to keep from reciprocating my eager tongue strokes.

    “Mmmmm!” we moaned in unison as our tongues danced around in each other’s mouths. Though the make out session lasted well over a minute, it felt like it came to an end mere seconds after it had begun. Fortunately, that was the least of my concerns. By then, the twin had gotten over the surprise of the unexpected kiss and, apparently hornier than ever before, literally ripped my clothes off. Moments later, I sat there, fully nude as my eager lover wrapped her lips around one of my nipples.

    “Oh yes!” I moaned as I felt a shiver of arousal run down my spine. Encouraged, the twin used her tongue, lips and teeth—as well as her obvious years of experience—to make my nipples harder than ever before. By the time she finally pulled away, I was so turned on that I almost climaxed then and there. Fortunately, she had time to drop to her knees and shove her face between my thighs.

    “FUCK!” I moaned loudly as I felt her tongue slither past my labia. Apparently encouraged by such an enthusiastic cry—or by my cunt’s impressive wetness, the horny teen started thrusting her tongue in and out of me with increasing speed and depth. Before long, I was releasing powerful moan after powerful moan. Unfortunately, they soon came to an abrupt halt when I felt my lover’s tongue leave my poon.

    “What are you doing?” I asked in a mixture of shock and anger.

    “You’ll see,” she said as she reached for her purse, which had been resting atop the coffee table that entire time. Rummaging through it for a second, she soon pulled out something that brought a smile to my lips.

    “Do you always carry that around?” I asked as I eyed the surprisingly large vibrator the twin held in her hand.

    A few chuckles flowed past her lips.

    “We both do,” she explained, obviously referring to her sister.

    “Better to have one and not need it…” I started.

    She smiled and nodded.

    “Exactly,” she said. But that was the last word she spoke before getting back to work. Once again kneeling between my legs, she activated the vibrator and guided it to my pussy.

    “OH GOD!” I moaned as I felt the tip slither past my lower lips. Moments later, it was deep inside me and forced my arousal level to skyrocket. Powerful moans started flowing past my lips as my lover thrust the toy in and out of me with great verve—and skill.

    But as powerful and blissful as my moans were, they were nothing in comparison to the cries that started flowing past my lips when I felt something soft and wet against my asshole. Peering down, I realized the twin was now flicking her tongue back and forth against my anus while still thrusting the vibrator in and out of my pussy. The mere sight was enough to force the powerful orgasm that had been building within me to explode.

    “FUUCCCKKKK!!!!!” I shrieked as felt myself climax. My pussy shook and shivered as my body convulsed. Though I was writhing around with great force, my lover somehow continued thrusting the toy in and out of me as her tongue kept on dancing across my asshole.

    Unfortunately, my orgasm was soon cut short when I heard the twin speak. But I soon realized her tongue on my anus could only mean one thing; my lover had not spoken… her twin had!

    “Oh fuck!” was my first thought as I was snapped back to reality. Glancing around, I realized my clothes were still intact and the twin I had thought to be zealously toying my pussy was seated on the couch beside me. I could not help but sigh as I realized it had all been a figment of my imagination. However, I soon forgot all about that when my brain finally processed the phrase that had snapped me back to reality.

    “What are you doing?” had been the phrase spoken by the twin who had only just returned from the bathroom. She now stood in the doorframe, staring at her sister with a shocked expression.

    “Was it really a fantasy?” I wondered, surprised by the twin’s odd reaction. However, I knew all too well none of it had actually taken place.

    “Then why is she freaking out?” I wondered as I stared at the newly arrived sister. Unfortunately, she appeared to be frozen in place and it did not seem likely that I would get an answer to my question in the next few seconds. Sighing, I lay back on the couch as I did my best to keep the mystery of it all from driving my insane. Fortunately, the answer was soon provided…

    ***

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

    Have a horny day,

    Barbie Lez


  • Gambling My Wife and Black Business Partner part 6

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    This is a continuing story about my wife and black business partner

    Gambling My Wife and Black Business Partner part 6

    CJ has another plan up his sleeve as my young wife is out of it and now helpless to resist anything that can be done to her. The trip back to the Edgewater hotel is short as the Porsche comes to a halt in the parking garage level that is next to the the hotels topless bar. Several men are standing by their cars as they come to a stop.. CJ has gotten out opened her door and motioned for the men to come over, he has undone her seat belt. She is definitely out of it and has no idea where she is, as he lifts her up and into his strong arms. She is in imposed slumber along with the alcohol and drug. She has the most blissful satisfied look on her face and is still wearing only the white garter belt stockings and red open toed hi heels. CJ is holding her naked helpless inert form under the lights in the parking garage as these men now look her over even closer, this is what many men would love to come across. When they see that she is almost naked there eyes really light up! Cell phone cameras come out and numerous pictures are taken. He has told them that they can play with her all they want and she will not feel a thing!

    He then takes her from the parking garage into the side door of the hotels topless dance club, with these two men following along groping her . It is after midnight and things are rocking as all three of the dance floor stages are busy with girls dancing and numerous patrons crowded around whistling and tossing money as they watch the naked girls dance. This is the place where amateur night will occur tomorrow, and CJ has planned on entering Diane in this contest and making her hesitant fantasy about being a topless dancer and exhibitionist come true. Tonight though he has only brought her here so that she can be fondled and played with. He has earlier talked with, and agreed to let the judges for tomorrow nights contest play with her and see her up close in order to get a more, shall we say favorable shot at amateur night. The judges are a cross section of mostly older black east bay business men. They regularly attend amateur night and most will never get to touch or fondle a helpless beautiful and very naked young white girl like my wife Diane.

    The judges have their own private table as CJ carries her past the bar, the attention of those who have been watching the dancers are now focused on her naked helplessness. Several others have gotten up to take a closer look as they too have discovered she is almost naked. CJ stops turns towards them and allows full access, to the ones that have taken an interest in her. It is obvious that she has been well used as her breasts bottom and especially her inner thighs and pussy mound are flush from the attention they have received earlier in the evening. Several of the patrons again with cell phones along with one of the bartenders that has a digital camera have been taking pictures of her. Especially her pussy that is still wet and glistening in the soft flashing colored lights, her cunt lips are red and really stretched, But what is most appealing is her clitoris it is so swollen, pronounced quite ripe and very appealing! Hands, many of them are all over her squeezing her breasts and bottom. Black fingers several at first followed by more are inserted into her pussy until a black man has most of his hand is in her! Diane has never been fisted before, but it matters little in her condition, as she gives a pleasurable gasp followed by a sensuous moan as the mans tight fist slips past the pelvic opening and into her love canal.

    The bartender gets several really close up shots of this, first of this guy pinching her clit and then with his fingers entering her swollen cunt followed by his whole hand! The wet sloppy noise it makes followed by his fist and knuckles as they disappear into the soft wet female flesh. He then starts pumping her juicy snatch, the wet noise it is making between her legs is so…erotic and perverse! CJ has allowed them to enjoy themselves as she is totally helpless and with this one black hand still inside pumping her, slowly walks over to the Judges table and carefully lays Diane down on top of it. She is still out of it her eyes flutter slightly her head is barely on the upper edge of the table, her breathing stops for a moment as the black hand slowly pulls out with a wet sucking noise. Leaving her pussy wide open slimy wet, and gaping. The judges are loving the perverted picture my naked young wife presents. CJ Spreads her legs wide apart hanging her knees over each edge of the table top that now easily hold her, even more helplessly wide open. Her gaping pussy is slowly starting to return to a more normal size, The stains of cum are all over the inside of her white stockings and are more yellowish than white. The judges are now free to explore her naked prostate form.

    Of the five judges all have interest in her. There is just something about a naked young woman that is almost unconscious and totally out of it that is so appealing to kinky perverted men! Especially these older horny lechers and the fact that she is a young white girl and they are older black men makes her even more perversely desirable. With two men setting on each side of the table and another at her head , greedy hands reach out. The one at her head an elderly black gentlemen affectionately kisses her on her forehead. Her breasts and inner thighs along with her pussy lips are the first to receive attention. Nipples are pulled twisted, and her bare breasts are squeezed and as they let go of her nipples her boobs instantly spring back jiggling around. Her body responds and she moans a little from this abuse as her cunt lips are also pulled wide apart as fingers poke and prod her cunt slowing down the closing process of her gaping open cunt hole. But her real treasure has always been her clitoris, and is completely exposed and out from under the protection of its hood! More fingers greedily take turns pinching and squeezing this most sensitive bare swollen and unprotected place! Her breathing stops with a slight gasp each time it is tweaked! This is one of her most wonderful qualities and is so erotic to see. In that once her clitoris has been stimulated it becomes quite sensitive and with little more attention she can easily have multiple shuddering orgasms! The fact that she is out of it and normally would be begging me to stop, has in the past easily led to her have even more forceful and uncontrolled orgasms. For her now it will only be a pleasurable dream. The judges continue to have fun as they masturbate her clit and enjoy her nakedness!

    One of the judges at her head is standing, has lifted her up and turned her head towards his unzipped suit pants and taken his cock out! It is getting harder by the minute and he has opened her mouth and pushed the head in between her red lips! The others at her sides are also standing up and have a hold of her tits and cunt lips pulling them vulgarly and forcefully off to either side!

    One of the judges is really twisting and pulling on her swollen clit! Diane only continues making small halting gasps as it is aggressively twisted! She resists little in her partially drugged slumber, if she was awake, she would be begging for them to stop the abuse of this so sensitive place! The bartender has taken a number of pictures as each of the judges have taken turns placing their black cocks between her red lips! These pictures will also be available in the hotel gift shop and hotel news paper of events that have taken place the previous day and that take place during each day. These pictures will forever make my beautiful young wife a living legend of this colorful old hotel! The judges thank CJ for sharing his helpless young naked girlfriend telling him that she will get extra consideration during tomorrows amateur night! He has finally scooped her up and has left the dance club.

    This is followed by carrying her naked though the hotel lobby and down the long hall up the stairs, and back to the bridal suite, he fumbles for his key card as a young couple passing by offers to help, the young man is quite taken with Diane’s naked dripping pussy and can only stare, much to his girl friends chagrin!. CJ has more plans as he lays Diane down on the bed removing her heels stockings and garter belt the fact that both of the big picture window curtains on either side of the bridal suit are wide open means little! . After she is totally naked he starts a bath and runs some nice hot water adding some wonderful smelling bath oil and then carefully picks her up and places her in the big floor level tub and starts washing her. She is still out of it but he is able to touch and caress her in all the intimate places while lovingly washing her, he cannot help but kiss her she is so helpless and innocent looking she would probably be protesting, but now is in no condition to lift a finger! Washing a helpless naked young woman from head to toe is an incredible erotic experience for CJ especially since she is white and he is normally a bachelor and by himself. After which he picks her up and places her on a big towel next to the tub drying her and then carefully laying her on the bridal suite bed.

    The one thing he loves and wants to do to her again, and that is, to slowly suck nibble and pleasure her as he makes love to the soft moist tender flesh of this incredible woman’s pussy. His devious goal is to see if he can get her off while she is asleep and totally out of it so that just her body and subconscious sexual thoughts will respond to his delicate act of pleasuring her! She is so soft clean and sweet, she is still somewhat stimulated from being well used earlier and later forcefully fondled. CJ takes his time as she is in peaceful slumber from the abuse the drug and the warm bath. My wife has the most incredible pussy to go down on. I have really enjoyed doing this to her and have bragged to anyone about how good she is to pleasure. Many times I have wondered just who was getting the most out of this so wonderful battle of the sexes and CJ has been able to carefully get her off several times while she is out of it!
    The next morning CJ was up again long before her and had called his girl friends from the boutique so that they would be there later that evening to assist in making Diane up for the topless dance contest.

    His idea was to make her into a very young and innocent looking girl. This will be her theme and dress. CJ thought this might really appeal to the guests and patrons during amateur night. My wife Diane had once actually applied for, and was offered a job as a dancer but chickened out at the last minute, but she still had fantasy’s about dancing naked in front of men! I had told CJ about this and the Edgewater hotel along with its topless dance club and amateur night would be the perfect place to make another of her most sinful fantasy’s come true .

    Diane finally woke up around noon, having a late catered breakfast that CJ had ordered for her, when done eating she was still tired and had fallen back to sleep. The girls from the boutique had shown up while she was still sleeping, they had brought all of the things that CJ had suggested. She, underneath would be wearing nothing! Except a white corset that had red bows and laces in the back it was a shorty that stopped just below her waist and under her breasts leaving them and her pubic area bare and well exposed! Diane had remembered the girls from the help she had received on her first night with CJ. Still half asleep the girls had helped her into the bath room setting her on the big sink and had expertly shaved her pussy bare leaving nothing! One of the girls was holding her as the other inspected her cunt an clit very closely and could not resist taking a nice mouthful of her female charms! My wife up until Sadie had never had any interest in other women, but Sadie had changed all that and she easily let this young black girl have her way with this tender place! After which she was placed in the .large bridal suite tube and given another very hot bath . She was then allowed to soak in some of the most incredible smelling bath and body wash it had some of the most exotic fairmond herbs that gave off a very mild appealing odor of vanilla and orange blossoms . The smell alone would make most men or women attracted to anyone who had been soaked in the stuff, as Diane had been.

    The girls fixed her hair into some long Shirley Temple ringlet type curls. After having her cunt shaved these two things alone had made her look and feel like a very young school girl. She came out of the bathroom nude, clean, and with a very bare pussy. After looking at herself in the full length mirror, could not believe what she saw. She looked almost child like but her body gave it away as it was far more mature than to be that of a young girl, this along with several lingering indications of being sexually well used left little to ones imagination about her age!. The first thing CJ asked, was for her to put on a pair of very high 5”spiked heels, they were blood red and were the special ones he had requested the girls bring for this occasion. She had put them on and was barely able to walk, let alone the thought of dancing in them? She was higher and more precarious than ever protesting to CJ as she had always been somewhat of a klutz. But the longer she wore them the easier and more comfortable they became. She was however starting to have some reservations?

    He had asked the girls to do one more thing, and that was, to add some very bright red lip stick. This would leave her bold, gaudy looking, and make her look even more like a sweet young tramp! This was exactly the look that he wanted, and it gave Diane the look of a cheap over made up, and under dressed slutty little whore. With Diane still having reservations, CJ then told her, you are going to do this and you have no choice, reminding her, you are mine to do with as I please? Once I take you in there I will not be able to stop what ever happens until it is all over do you understand?. With some hesitation and still trembling with the naive innocence and excitement of a giddy young school girl Diane said….yes..I.! Then before she could say anything else he slipped a short thin coat over her shoulders and the skimpy corset she was wearing that barely covered her midriff! Purposely leaving the front open unbuttoned and exposing as much of her shapely bare body as possible! The fact that my wife was now becoming very wet with anticipation and the uncertainty at the thought of what she was about to do, this was helping to set the mood. CJ took her by the hands and carefully lead her out of the bridal suite and down the stairs as she was quite precarious, almost helpless in these hi heels,and with her still wondering exactly what was going to happen?

    This question would soon be answered in “spades” pardon the pun. She was starting to feel much more adventurous,.. until he brought her around, and into the main part of the hotel lobby, and lead her through it and up to the front of the hotels topless dance club! As CJ helped Diane into the entry way of the club the lights were quite bright, making her look more helpless young and seductively attractive. Past the bouncers and into the main part of the topless club. She had already attracted quite a number of male admirers from the hotel lobby this was do to her coat being wide open!
    The person who managed the bar and the owners of the hotel had designed it in such a way that there were three separate dance floors, and each had a theme. The first was for the hotel guests and the girls that normally danced on this stage were a little older and most were very classy professionals. The second was for the young crowd and featured dancing girls that were just barely 18, and the third catered to the all black east bay Oakland and Richmond crowd and were a cross section. Many were a lot like the judges mostly black men from all walks of life that wanted for the most part to enjoy watching naked women dance! .

    There were a lot of people already in the topless bar as amateur night always draws a big crowd and tonight’s was going to be every bit as big and busy as ever. He lead her passed the bar, one of the regular dancers who had been admiring Diane, along with the others hollered out good luck you slutty little bitch! . There were about 25 girls entered some were pretty plain and had been encouraged by there boyfriends, and others were young attractive and just wanted the thrill of showing off their tits. But most were there only looking for the $2000.00 dollar top prize award. The hotel news paper hundreds of them with the pictures that were taken last night in the topless bar with the older black men have been passed around in the topless dance club to give those in attendance a preview of what my formerly straight laced young wife had become!

    Each dancer would get a chance to dance on each of the three different dance floors, and after three rounds the judges would chose three finalists, from there it would be a dance off and that the girls could do anything short of fucking the judges on stage to win.
    Diane always loved to dance and had been a pretty good at it, but sometimes was a klutz and as she went from dance floor to dance floor stumbled and almost tripped several times in the darker areas where the steps were hard to see. Even she was surprised by how quickly her dancing skills returned, she started each of her dances as CJ had suggested trying to looking like a demure and very innocent young hi school girl. But the sluttyness of her dancing and the way she ending each dance made anyone that watched her think, that she was dancing only for him, as at the end she wore nothing but stockings and her spiked red heels! Conveying this sexual aura really seemed to help. Plus the fact that she felt so hot and horny herself that her genuine feminine lust for sex easily had shown through and was quite apparent that she was not faking any of her open desire for sex! The men were so captivated that they were literally throwing money at her from each of the dance floors!

    She looked so beautiful, and so young and sexy in the soft colored lights coupled with the way she danced, this vision as her eyes locked onto each man made him think she only wanted to have sex with him! Even she was surprised at the money she had made in tips alone. Lots of money, over $ 500.00 dollars, and at every table the men who watched her dance were quite taken and very attracted to her sensual slutty style of dancing, this seemed to present the allure that she was enjoying some sort of sex as she danced. The truth was that she actually had become so stimulated and aroused from the men she was dancing for that she had easily orgasmed several times during her dances!

    The contest was coming to a close and she could not believe, that she, was one of the three finalists. For her last dance she ended up on the stage floor where most of the patrons were black,.. the amount of people now crowding around this dance floor had swelled to twice its number. Her dance again was very erotic steamy and perverse! She had finished this last dance by kneeling on the bar and crawling forward shoving her bare almost dripping cunt into the face of the biggest meanest looking bald headed black man that she had ever seen, he did not protest. She was still so hot and horny that as his mouth closed over her clit she had another uncontrollable orgasm holding onto his big black head with booth hands and collapsing onto the stage floor with his face still buried deep in between her thighs! The crowd went wild as she tried and tried with what little strength left from her trebling orgasm as she tried to helplessly push him off her clit!

    She had easily won with her last dance, and although the other two dancers were younger and prettier neither could top what she had done with the bald headed black dude. Even he, did not seem, or want to stop, and continued sucking on her as the crowd continued with wild cheering screaming and clapping until some of his buddies were finally able to pull them apart, and even then this was with a sucking pop as his lips finally let go!

    This was only done so that the awards could be made. With the crowd still whistling clapping and cheering and Diane on her feet the the dance club manager awarded her the trophy and the $2000.00 dollar check. The big black bald headed guy had also come up onto the stage had bowed and gave her a forceful passionate kiss! He was trying to get her phone number as he wanted desperately to spend some more time with her!.

    CJ through the crowd had finally got up on the stage, and he pushed the bald headed guy out of the way and he was hugging kissing and congratulating her!.. The fact that she was still nude and only wearing her high heels left her no place to put her tip money. She had been stuffing handfuls of bills into his pockets, and with money in his pockets, the trophy under his arm CJ took a firm hold of one of Diane’s nipples and pulled her off the stage by it. Followed by leading her out through the hotel lobby totally naked in front of several patrons and back to the bridal suite. She was feeling very attractive and sexually fulfilled and did not seem to mind at all by her blatant exhibitionism or by what had happened to her as a topless dancer!. Once in the bridal suite he kissed her passionately and pushed her down onto the bed and with the passion of a long lost lover easily entered her very wet stimulated young body!.. This evening ended with some of the most pleasurable and enjoyable love and loving making that they so far had enjoyed together and she was totally awake and very conscious this time!

    Continued in chapter 7


  • THE ODD COUPLE

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    Sarah was enjoying the attention she attracted in her black, backless dress with killer heels from males and females. “I know you two by reputation, I have been longing to meet you,” Rhonda told us with a huge smile as she looked us both over. Late-forties, blond, bobbed hair, a little older than us, stiletto heels, skin tight black silk slacks, good firm ass, long legs to die for with a matching blouse.

    We chatted about everything and nothing as the chemistry between her and Sarah became obvious. She has a wonderful English accent, born and raised in London she told us. We learnt she works in global Public Relations. “You might have seen some of my stories in the media this week,” she told us while dropping a few names.

    “My twenty-five year old toyboy has been away on business for two weeks. He is very talented, perhaps you two would like to meet him one day?”

    “I live in a penthouse in this hotel we are in. Would you like to see it?, Rhonda asked with a hand on Sarah’s bare back.

    Sarah and I have benchmark when meeting potential new sexual partners – would you be comfortable giving or receiving oral sex with that person for twenty-minutes?

    “Would you?,” I asked Sarah cryptically as a waiter had Rhonda’s attention.

    “Yes, I would. And you,” she replied enthusiastically.

    Rhonda took great delight in showing us around her penthouse, expensively furnished with wonderful views over the river and way beyond.

    “Your dress would look even better around your ankles Sarah,” Rhonda told her with a tremor in her voice.

    Ever since a male shop assistant and I watched Sarah try it on her naked body before I purchased it for her, our exhibitionist streaks have both been waiting for a moment such as this. A couple of times Sarah had dropped it to her ankles with her back to me while seducing me, a huge turn on for me.

    She was in her element as she stood in front of a wall length mirror, turned her back and wiggled her body, slipping one shoulder strap at the time as the dress slithered to the floor.

    “Oh wow, magnificent. The rumours are true,” Rhonda moaned as Sarah walked around the room to flaunt her naked body for both of us.

    “Does my naked body turn you on Rhonda,” Sarah teased as she tongue kissed her. “Would you like to watch Roger worship my ass while I seduce you?,” she teased as I knelt and licked and kissed her ass cheeks. An absolute buzz for me while Rhonda was returning her tongue kisses.

    “You told me you needed some sexual therapy, would you like me to tongue fuck you while you suck my man’s big thick cock?,” Sarah asked her confidently as she watched me worshipping her ass while tongue kissing her.

    “Would you Rhonda,” Sarah repeated as she undid the buttons on her blouse and helped her shrug it off. “Tell both of us Rhonda,” Sarah teased as she licked and sucked the nipples on her good, firm tits. “Would you like Roger to remove your slacks so you are naked for us?”

    “Yes, yes, yes,” she replied as I slid her silk, slacks down to her ankles, The feel of her smooth, firm ass cheeks on my hands as I removed her thong was an extra turn with my lady watching as they continued tongue kissing.

    Rhonda led us to another room, lots of mirrors and a comfortable chair with arms facing a wall mirror. “We have a very similar room to this one, though not as many gadgets as you,” Sarah told her.

    “Tell us what you want,” Sarah teased as Rhonda settled into the chair as they continued tongue kissing.

    “From the moment I set eyes on you today I wanted you to tongue fuck me while I sucked your man’s big thick cock. My toyboy is away, I need sexual healing.”

    “So did we, mutual attraction, wonderful sexual attraction,” Sarah told her as they both watched me undress for them. I love flouting my erect cock for a new shared partner, today a very attractive woman.

    I had a full on erection after watching my lady’s seduction technique on Rhonda, both of them now naked. Rhonda’s nipples were still wet from Sarah licking them as I licked and sucked them as Sarah settled between her legs and kissed her way up her thighs.

    At the very moment Sarah’s tongue found Rhonda’s cunt lips I rubbed my rock hard erection over her nipples. “So good, I have wanted to have both of you ever since three of my friends told me about you,” Rhonda whispered with her hand around my cock before she slid it between her pursed lips.

    There is nothing quite like a sexy woman sucking your cock while your even sexier lady is tongue fucking her. And so it was on that memorable occasion.

    A few weeks later Rhonda asked, “Would you like to meet my toyboy? I told him in great detail about our three-way while we were fucking last night. He was rapt.”

    “You know we would. Our condo, Sunday at three.”

    “Will you wear that black dress for both of us?,” Rhonda asked.

    “Would love to, for my man as well.”

    When they arrived just as Rhonda had requested Sarah was wearing killer heels and the backless dress. Always a dilemma for me – what to wear for our sexual partners. I chose low cut, skin tight jeans, my cock obvious and asked Sarah to oil my torso before I put on a tight, sleeveless black shirt, leaving the buttons undone. I wanted to impress Rhonda and her toyboy.

    We had never met Benjamin, Rhonda’s toyboy previously though Rhonda had told us he was, ‘talented, extremely talented’.

    Rhonda kissed Sarah like old friends do as she ran her hand down Sarah’s bare back, then inside the dress to feel her ass. “So good,” was all she said as she and I watched Benjamin for a reaction.

    He had a confident demeanour, slim, not very tall, a pretty blond, twenty-five year old boy with a diamond earring in his left ear.

    “Rhonda promised us you were very talented,” Sarah told him as she took the initiative. “Roger and I are always eager to pleasure and be pleasured by talented partners. Did Rhonda explain our rules to you? Did she tell you I love being teased and licked? What else did she tell you about us?’

    “She told me you have a magnificent, big ass and love it being worshiped with others watching. And she told me Roger has a thick, nine-inch cock when fully erect,” he told us with a tremor in his voice as he held my gaze while I removed my shirt to flaunt my oily torso for him as I teased my nipples with a fingertip.

    “Do you like Sarah’s dress Benjamin, she has the perfect body for it, she was wearing it the first time we met her. Would you like to see it around her ankles?,” Rhonda asked.

    Sarah was in her element as she gave Benjamin a finger to suck before she slowly walked and stood in front of a wall length mirror, turned her back and wiggled her body, slipping one shoulder strap at the time as the dress slithered to the floor.

    “Wow, that is just magnificent,” Benjamin murmured.

    “I want to watch you worship Sarah’s ass Benjamin, while I lick Roger’s nipples,” Rhonda told him as Sarah leaned on the wall for support and I stood alongside her. Sarah and I were tongue kissing as I watched Benjamin licking and kissing her ass cheeks while Rhonda licked and sucked my nipples.

    My cock always responds when I having my nipples licked and sucked. I had to push my jeans over my erection before they fell to the floor. “Look at his big cock Benjamin, do you like that,” Rhonda whispered as he looked up to see her hand wrapped around it. “Do you want to watch me give him a blow job? Or do you want me to watch you tongue fuck Sarah?”

    “Both at the same time. Please?,” Benjamin replied as Sarah and I watched him remove his trousers. “My, you are talented, almost as big as my man,” Sarah told him as she ogled his erection pointing up at forty five degrees.

    “I have heard lot’s of stories about these chairs Sarah, I love the mirrors on the wall in front of them and above,” Rhonda whispered obviously excited as Sarah settled into one chair and me the other.

    “I promised Sarah and Roger you were very talented Benjamin, show Sarah how talented while I give her man a blow job. You can demonstrate your talents on her man later when we have swaps.

    “I know you have had your cock sucked before while you watched Sarah being tongue fucked. Let’s make this one special, extra special,” Rhonda whispered. “This is a teaser for both of you,” she told us as she knelt between Sarah’s legs and flicked her tongue along her already wet cunt lips as Benjamin licked her nipples, then rubbed his erection over her nipples before he slid his cock between her pursed lips. “Now give her a tongue fuck to remember, show us all what a talented boy you are, while I give her man a blow job.”

    Rhonda and I watched Benjamin wrap his arms around Sarah’s legs as he licked his way up her wonderful thighs. A little stroke of her cunt lips with the tip of his tongue, then a few kisses around her navel before he licked his way down to her vagina. “I want you to think of my tongue like the fluttering of gentle butterfly wings. Or perhaps a thick wet magic marker carefully drawing a still-life,” he told her confidently as he had her full attention.

    Just while Sarah groaned as his tongue found the tip of her clit, Rhonda was licking the underside of my cock. Benjamin was using both lips and his tongue on her clitoris. Kissing her clitoris like he would the lips on her face.

    Benjamin quickly had Sarah very aroused. “I love it, fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt,” she was chanting without any embarrassment. He was confident his flat tongue felt different, it was pleasuring more area than his pointed tongue, it was more intense for Sarah. Then flappy tongue, he was using both sides of his tongue to create an intense, fluttering stimulation. “My cunt loves your wet tongue,” Sarah moaned.

    “Your pleasure is my pleasure baby, I love watching while Rhonda is giving me an exquisite blow job,” I told her very aroused.

    I could see him parting her cunt lips with the tips of his thumbs as he curled his tongue and slid and inserted it between her cunt lips.

    Benjamin had Sarah writhing with pleasure, he was focusing on her movements. “Just keep fucking me with your tongue. I want more, lots more,” she was moaning as she thrust her hips towards his mouth. “Keep doing it, more, more, more. Fuckamycunt”

    I know Sarah so well I knew she was nearing orgasm as Benjamin pulled her legs over his shoulders and she raised her ass to increase the stimulation of his tongue. “Do you like watching my toyboy fucking your your lady with his tongue?,” Rhonda asked me.

    “Yes, I love it, so does my rock hard cock. I want to cum at the same time she does.”

    “Put a finger in me,” Sarah whispered to Benjamin. “Two fingers,” as he increased the tempo of his tongue. “Yes, yes, yes,” she was moaning while rubbing the area above her cunt lips with two fingers.

    “Swallow?,” Rhonda asked just before Sarah and I came simultanously.

    In the afterglow we all showered together in our twin-head shower room with bench seats facing each other. Rhonda and I got a buzz watching Sarah and Benjamin, our partners, showering together, with their hands all over each other. “Your lady really does have a magnificent ass,” Rhonda told me as Sarah stood with her hands on the wall as Benjamin licked and kissed it again. “The poor boy still has an erection though.”

    Rhonda and I enjoyed flaunting our bodies for the other two as we showered together. Rhonda intent on flaunting her body for Sarah. For me, I was intent on flaunting my naked body for Benjamin as he ogled it while teasing his erection with a fingertip.

    Still wet and naked, Sarah was sitting alongside me, facing Rhonda, while Benjamin was facing me. “You know what I want from you,” I told him looking him directly in the eye as I teased my nipples with wet fingertips and my cock responded.

    “And I want to watch,” Sarah chimed in.

    Let’s make this special, extra special, Rhonda whispered as she stood behind me, wrapped her arms around my body, teased my nipples then stroked my almost fully erect cock.

    Sarah did the same and stood behind Benjamin, teased his nipples then stroked his fully erect cock

    I had never had my cock sucked my another man while my naked lady stood behind him with that man’s lady pressing her naked body against mine.

    Even more exciting as Sarah, with her hands on Benjamin’s head, guided his mouth and lips along my very erect cock. “I told you my toyboy was talented. Extremely talented,” Rhonda told me as he slid his very wet lips along what seemed like six-inches of my throbbing shaft.

    “Your pleasure is my pleasure baby. You know I love watching another man blowing your big, thick cock,” Sarah told me as she tongue kissed me with her hands guiding Benjamin’s lips and mouth along my erection. Even more exciting while Rhonda and Sarah were kissing as Sarah held Benjamin’s head stationary against her body and I slid my erection between his tightly pursed lips in a fucking motion.

    “Use me, use me with your huge cock, I love it,” Benjamin whispered, pandering my ego as I fed just the tip of my erection between his tight lips. “I love blowing you with our two women watching. Am I good?”

    “You are very good, so talented, my cock loves it,” I told him truthfully as he had me close to the edge. “So close, nearly there,” I whispered. “Swallow?”

    “Yes, yes,” he muttered just before Sarah tongue kissed me and I had a tremendous orgasm.

    Sarah and Rhonda had their hands all over each other as she and Benjamin prepared to leave. “Just you and I Sarah, soon? Perhaps you would like to meet some of my girlfriends?,” Rhonda asked.

    “Tempting, very tempting,” Sarah smiled invitingly as they kissed goodbye.


  • The Lesbian Debt (Chapter 28) – Fertile

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    Laura, a lesbian, is being blackmailed into a variety of activities designed to turn her into a cock-serving slut, including conditioning at the sinister Mayim Clinic, work as a prostitute, and a demeaning sexual relationship with her manager at her day job, Alistair. Addicted now to both the taste of cum and to sexually abusing her lesbian girlfriend, Laura slips further into degradation…

    Chapter 28
    FERTILE

    Laura didn’t remember when she had stopped trying to resist the Mayim Clinic treatment. It must have been after they adjusted her collar to help her keep wet all the time. It had been a month now since her cunt had last been dry. She found it hard to think straight now, and when she did think it was mostly to concentrate on how good her pussy felt or where she could get some sperm from.

    The idea of resisting the Clinic seemed silly to her now. The Clinic was teaching Laura how to cum more often from being used by men, and Laura liked cumming. It was teaching her how to get men to give her delicious semen, which she also liked. It taught her how to share her happiness with other girls by raping them and hurting them, and she liked that too.

    Laura mostly spent her days under Alistair’s desk, naked and sucking his cock now. Her work wasn’t getting done, but she didn’t care, because she got to taste his cum and piss all day. Alistair told her not to worry about the future, as he had plans for her, and Laura was grateful to not have to think, and just play with her pussy and suck his dick. Before and after work she would fuck and rape Candy or Katy for his amusement, or, depending on his whim, be raped by them. Neither of those girls had embraced their inner slut the way Laura had – possibly because they weren’t required to be horny around the clock – and they still resented their enslavement to Alistair enough to be remarkably cruel to Laura when given permission. Candy loved to bite Laura’s clit hard when made to lick her cunt, while Katy had developed a surprising enjoyment of pissing in Laura’s mouth and liked to grab Laura’s nipples and pull agonisingly hard on them while she did so. Alistair filmed every lesbian fuck session on his phone, and required the two allegedly hetero girls to masturbate to it for half an hour every evening at home.

    Laura’s work as a whore was the happiest times of her week. She looked forward to the non-stop fucking now. It was when she felt most like a good little hetero slut. Being fucked by so many cocks in such a short period made her feel like she wasn’t a worthless lesbian, although she knew in reality she still was, because conversion therapy didn’t work. She would always be a lesbian, no matter how many men she fucked and how much sperm she drank, and she felt ashamed of that.

    She spent more time at the Mayim Clinic too – they had expanded her sessions. When Laura arrived now, she would strip naked on the front lawn of the clinic, then crawl inside naked on all fours, to show how much she wanted to be a good girl who fucked men instead of a lesbian bitch.

    Then her night would consist of five courses of treatment.

    The first was self-identification. They sat Laura in front of a camera, naked, and had her talk about who she was and what she aspired to, while masturbating. Laura would happily talk about what a dumb bimbo she was and much she wanted to be a good fucktoy for men. “I’m a stupid slut. I want men to fuck me,” she would say. “I want men to use me for sex. I’m so brainless and big-titted. I want men to enjoy my titties and fuck my mouth and cum in it. I want them to understand what a useless whore I am and pull my hair and hurt me and I don’t want to be able to resist them. I want them to rape me and keep me as their pet.”

    There was no script for Laura – she had to think up these things on her own. And she wasn’t allowed to be repetitive either – she had to say it a different way every day. Amy would give her the recording of herself saying these things to take home and play out loud in her house while she slept, to help the words take hold of her sleeping brain.

    The second set was anti-lesbian conditioning. This session usually involved Laura being strapped down and made to watch films of lesbian activity, where she would be occasionally rewarded by Amy licking her cunt but more often punished with shocks to her tits and pussy. This conditioning taught her to be a more acceptable lesbian and less of a bitchy one.

    For example, Laura learned to tongue-kiss other women with her tongue outside her mouth. She and Amy would lick each other’s tongues as their primary form of kissing, with their lips only being actually pressed together for brief periods. This was less fun for Laura, and it resulted in a lot more saliva on her and Amy’s face, but it made her activity more visible to watching men, and that was the only acceptable purpose for lesbianism. Once Laura had learned this behaviour, she taught it to Erica at home.

    Laura was also conditioned in this time so that she couldn’t orgasm from another woman unless a man was present. Other sluts could make her aroused – very aroused – but a course of correctional electroshocks to her clit had left her unable to cum unless she knew a man was watching. Laura had cried when she first realised the conditioning had taken hold. Now when she fucked Erica at home, she hoped for a passerby in the street to look in the window so she could find her release. Broadcasting her fuck sessions via webcam also worked, but only once she confirmed at least one man was watching. She had come to understand the only acceptable purpose of lesbianism was to please men, and that the sexual satisfaction of women was irrelevant except insofar as a man was amused by it, so it made sense she should be conditioned this way.

    Thinking about her lesbianism made her feel guilty now, too, and she associated being aroused by women with needing to be hurt, raped and degraded by men to compensate for it. Seeing other women getting wet from lesbian acts made Laura want to cruelly hurt and abuse them.

    The third section of treatment was the pain. Here, Laura was beaten, shocked and tortured for her lesbian desires, all the while masturbating or being licked by Amy. She came to associate pain and degradation with sexual pleasure. It left her confused and in tears most nights.

    And that was when the fourth course started – hetero fucking. She would be vigorously fucked by Roy, until he came inside her. It was so nice after the pain that Laura would babble thanks at him as he raped her, and tell him she loved him. During these fuckings, she really did think that she loved him, and when he would tell her her cunt was average at best it would spur her to fuck him harder, mewl more prettily, and suggest ways for him to hurt her for his pleasure.

    As they fucked, Roy would tell Laura how she needed to learn to submit to men, serve their sexual needs, humiliate herself because she was a stupid lesbian bimbo who could only think with her twat twat, and Laura, horny and in pain, would internalise it and agree.

    But in time, of course, the Clinic’s treatment of Laura again evolved.

    The new drugs started on the same day Laura heard from her brother for the first time in two years. Daniel was three years older than Laura and had been working in a remote community overseas, and been unable to visit. But now he was in town, and he had called Laura to see if she wanted to catch up.

    Laura’s heart had raced. Wildly, irrationally, the thought came to her that Daniel could save her from her new life. He was a link back to before she had been a slut. He was her big brother and he loved her. He could help make her normal again. At the very least he could stop her fucking anyone and getting pregnant.

    He couldn’t see her house, though – it was far too slutty. She couldn’t let her brother see her like that. So she asked him if she could visit him at his hotel. He had said, yes, of course, she could spend as much time there as she liked. His voice was happy and loving and normal and it made her remember what things had been like before she had spent every day of her life being raped.

    A little bloom of hope began to grow in her heart.

    But that night at the Clinic, Amy told Laura they would be starting her on new drugs.

    “They’re a new fertility drug we’re trialling, Laura. They come in pill form, and will help you get pregnant. Better yet, they neutralise most current contraceptive, so if a girl taking these used the pill or Implanon, it would do nothing for her. She would still be fertile as a bunny.”

    Laura cried as they got her to take her first dose. She didn’t want to be pregnant, but she was being fucked almost every day now, so with these drugs she would almost certainly get pregnant. And that would be a forever thing. She would never be able to go back to how she was before. She would be a fake lesbian who fucked men forever.

    But even in her distress, it didn’t occur to Laura not to take the drugs. Instead she just asked for extras so she could put Erica on them too. And in the back of her mind, part of her wasn’t worried about the fertility drugs, because she was going to see her brother soon, and somehow he was going to save her.

    But the next morning, there was an email waiting for her on her computer.

    “Pink-haired fuckpuppet,

    I hear your brother is coming to town. I hear you are going to visit him.

    Let’s play a game. Let’s make a bet.

    There are a list of rules below for visiting your brother. I think your brother sees you only as the stupid lesbian fucktoy you are. I think he will rape you if you let him. You probably think he will not.

    If you are right, and you can follow these rules, and he leaves town without cumming inside you, I will waive the remainder of your debt to me and let you go free.

    But if he cums in you even once, you must ensure that he stays in town and fucks you at least three times a week for the remainder of the year, even if that requires you to blackmail him.”

    Laura gasped. Was her blackmailer serious? Did she really have a chance to end his control over her? And all it would take for her brother to be the decent, caring man she knew him to be. All it would take is for her brother not to rape her for a week.

    She looked at the rules.

    ” (1) Dress like a slut. Your outfit should be at least as slutty and publicly inappropriate as if you were wearing nothing but underwear.
    (2) Don’t discourage him in any way from any affection or sexual interest he shows in you. Don’t say no, or look disinterested or unhappy. If he hugs you, lean into it. If he gropes you, moan sluttily to show how much you enjoy it.
    (3) At least once each hour you spend with him awake, you should ask him if you’re a bimbo, if you’re a slut, if you’re sexy, if you’re a well-behaved fucktoy, if you’re a dumb bitch, if you’re a good little cunt, or if you deserve to be raped. You must get him to agree to all of them before he leaves.
    (4) You must sleep in his bed with him each night, naked.
    (5) You must let him watch you fuck your slut girlfriend at least once.
    (6) Give a sexual or degrading answer to any question he asks you.
    (7) If he hasn’t fucked you by the last day of his visit, you must show him your house and entertain him there for at least three hours.”

    Laura felt dizzy. These were things she couldn’t conceive of doing with her brother. He would look at her differently for the rest of his life. But… if she did them, and he didn’t rape her, she would be free. It would be worth it.

    And he would never fuck his own sister. She was sure of it.

    She had better be sure of it, she knew, because if he fucked her while she was on these drugs, he would impregnate her. She would be pregnant with her brother’s baby.

    In any case, she wouldn’t need to see her brother till tonight. She had a day of work to get through first. She dressed, rubbing a little sperm into her tits, and drinking a little, but avoiding putting it in her cunt. She made Erica take the fertility pills she had brought back from the clinic, then took her own dose, and then enjoyed pushing a few condoms of sperm into Erica’s cunt. She told Erica what the pills were, of course, and watched Erica squirm in horror. She thought Erica would look very cute pregnant. It would be the ultimate punishment for her for being such a fake lesbian who secretly liked to fuck men.

    At work, when Laura reported for her regular morning lesbian exhibition with Katy and Candy, she discovered she was not the only one particularly fertile. Katy was in tears. It pleased Alistair to see Katy horny and crying at the same time so he had Laura lick Katy’s twat while she explained her misery.

    Her misery was that she was pregnant. Alistair had impregnated her. Katy’s Christian faith prevented her from having an abortion, so she would have to carry the baby to term. Her family had disowned her and kicked her out of her house. She had nowhere to live.

    She was almost delirious with gratitude when Alistair offered to let her move in with him. She was less delirious, though, when he offered the conditions.

    First, he told her, she would have to come out to her family and friends as a lesbian.
    Secondly, she would be required to rape three other girls and bring him video proof.
    Third, she would pay her rent by going to work at Laura’s work as a prostitute. She would be fucked every night for money, and give the money to Alistair.
    And fourthly, while at his house she would be forbidden from standing upright, wearing clothes, or making any noise other than a cow “moo” without explicit permission.

    Laura almost orgasmed when she heard this. It was exactly what Katy deserved.

    Katy hated it. She cried and pleaded. But her alternative was to literally sleep on the street, which she would be doing tonight anyway, and each night until she had raped three girls. She eventually agreed to Alistair’s demeaning arrangement. They spent much of the morning looking through Katy’s Facebook friends, and working out which looked most attractive and most vulnerable. Alistair made Katy describe how she might rape or blackmail each of them, and rate how good their cunt might taste. By the time they let her go, Katy had firm plans on how to ruin three of her closest friendships by turning girls she had known since childhood into her rape slaves. Alistair was particularly pleased that Laura’s tongue made Katy orgasm twice during this discussion. He patted Laura on the head, and then a moment later Katy rewarded Laura too by pissing into her mouth.

    (To be continued…)


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  • The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 103: The Centaur

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    A quick and kinky lesbian/bestiality fantasy!

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

    Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-102”.

    ***

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

    Many of you may not be aware of this, but fantasies have been a part of my everyday life for as long as I can remember. They are not all sexual in nature, though nowadays, most of them are. I guess that’s what happens when you spend your days writing sexy tales of lesbianism, bestiality and incest, just to name a few.

    For the longest time, I simply moved on and did my best to forget about my perverse daydreams. Then I became an author and I started writing them down. I usually just write down the basic outline of the fantasy for further reference. It is only when I finally get around to transforming it into a full-length fantasy that I finally flesh it out. If the fantasy is recent and still fresh in my mind, then I retell it mostly as it happened. If it is more ancient and somewhat faded, I let my imagination come up with the details surrounding the basic concept. As such, my fantasies are a blend of reality and fiction.

    This particular fantasy happened a few months ago. I had only just created my bucket list—for those of you who are unaware of this fact, I recently started doing all the things I told myself I would one day do, only to put them off over and over again—and one of the first items on the list was: Ride a horse.

    I have a vague recollection of riding a pony when I was a kid, but the instructor—if you can even call her that—basically walked alongside us, holding the reigns and leading me around the circular arena. This did not, in my opinion, count as riding a horse. I thus decided the time had finally come to really ride a horse.

    My roommate used to ride and, although she is quite careful with money—she is a college student after all—she immediately agreed to accompany me. The only condition was that I agree to gallop—last time she went for a ride, one of the riders in her group was afraid and the instructor refused to let anyone gallop. It made her cry. Feeling bad for her, I immediately agreed to accompany her for a gallop through the wilderness. And just like that, I was on my way to checking off one of the first items from my bucket list.

    A little over a week later, her mother was dropping us off at the equestrian facility—we live in the city, so neither of us own cars. After thanking her for the ride and assuring her we would be waiting by the entrance at precisely three o’clock—my roommate and I may both have been adults, her mother was a real mother goose. As soon as she drove off, we entered the building.

    The first part of the riding class was rather boring. We learned the basics: How to act around horses; how to handle the equipment; and a surprisingly extensive list of what-not-to-dos. It was a lot to take in and most of what we learned was useless, but it was a necessary step for all use newcomers. I can only imagine how bored my roommate was.

    I’m not quite sure how long it took, but we eventually made our way to the stable. There were dozens and dozens of horses. Some were big, some were small. Some had a dark coat, some a pale one. Some were young, others quite ancient.

    It took a while, but we were eventually on our way. The instructor—a surprisingly young and incredibly pretty woman—led our group along path that meandered through fields and forests. We practiced steering the horses. It took less than a minute before I grew accustomed to the feel of the leather reins.

    Not everyone was as quick a learner as me. One in particular had trouble steering his horse and the instructor constantly had to fall back to help him. It slowed us down considerably, but since I was riding right behind the slowpoke, I had a perfect view of the instructor’s flawless body each time she came to his assistance.

    I’m not exactly sure how it happened, but one second I was yawning and distractedly staring as the instructor and the next I was fantasizing. Most of the things seemed the same but for one small detail. The instructor and her horse, a studly stallion with the shiniest black coat I had ever seen, had somehow merged together, forming a being that was half human, half animal. It took a few seconds before I realized she had transformed into a centaur.

    As I stared at her, the world around us started to fade. But this effect was not figurative; our fellow riders were beginning to vanish, soon leaving the instructor and me alone. By the time the final rider—my roommate—was gone, the instructor’s shirt had faded. She was now naked from head to hooves.

    Coming to a stop, she turned to me and smiled. Blood rushed to my cheeks at the sight of her perky, flawless breasts, but I ignored it and smiled back. We stared at each other for a while before I noticed she was slowly growing closer. Because I still sat atop my mount, we were at eye level. The closer those sparkling orbs got, the more inflamed the appeared. Lust burned bright within them, illuminating them like a million suns. By the time she finally reached me, I was blinded by her lust and closed my eyes. Moments later, our lips touched.

    Her tongue slipped into my mouth and soft moans started flowing past my lips as we passionately started making out. I don’t know how long we kissed. All I know is that arousal coursed through my veins by the time our lips finally parted. But that wasn’t all that had changed. My steed was gone, as were my clothes. I now stood before the beautiful centaur, naked from head to toe while the sweet smell of pre-cum rose up from my slit.

    She towered above me, hooves stomping the ground in what I assumed was impatience. But her lips were still curled into a seductive smile and her eyes filled with even more arousal than before. Then why was she upsetting the dirt with her hooves?

    The answer was revealed when she spun to the left. It only took a few steps before something massive was revealed. It stood between her hind legs, perfectly erect.

    “Wow!” I gasped as I studied the engorged member. It was hard as rock and covered in bulging veins. It was a little weird knowing such an impressive cock was attached to a beautiful young woman, but I guess it wasn’t really hers. It still belonged to the studly stallion she had once ridden, only the two of them now shared the same body.

    I could have spent the next few hours trying to find the logic behind what I saw, but I chose instead to do something far more productive with my time. I dropped to my hands and knees and scurried over to the centaur. Taking a seat beneath it, I reached out and guided the spear to my lips.

    A soft moan escaped me as the member slipped into my mouth. It was so massive it barely fit, but I would not have wanted it any other way. I began bobbing my head, but it quickly became obvious that would not suffice. My lips and tongue took care of my lover’s head, but the rest of her spear remained unattended. I began sliding my hands up and down the entire length of the shaft. The shudder of delight that shook the cock brought a sense of fulfillment to my body.

    I continued sucking the centaur’s member until it began to jerk uncontrollably. It took all the strength I had just to keep it from flying out of my mouth and every last bit of concentration to ensure the powerful squirts that soon shot out of it would end up in my mouth. It was hard work, but it all paid off in the end.

    The hot semen that flowed down my throat was so tasty it was almost too much for my taste buds to handle. But they somehow kept from being overthrown and continued sending the massage to my brain that the orgasmilk flowing down my throat was the tastiest I had ever had the pleasure of ingesting.

    I continued sucking my lover’s cock until the final wave oozed out of the member and it went lips. Releasing it the second it popped out of my mouth, I fell back and lay there, panting madly. I don’t know how long I stayed that way. All I know is that when I finally recovered, my lover was licking my pussy.

    My chest rose and fell to the rhythm of my rapid breaths as soft moans flowed past my lips. Her tongue felt even longer than before and the feel of it darting in and out of me was unlike anything I had ever experienced. But as great as it was, I knew I could not give in to the orgasm growing within me. If I climaxed, I risked putting an end to the fantasy and I could not afford to let that happen.

    It took all the strength I had, but I somehow found the strength to reach down and push her away. She seemed surprised, but the worry fell from her traits as soon as I scrambled to my hands and knees.

    “Fuck me!” I begged as I peered back at her over my shoulder. No sooner had the words left my lips that she hurried over to me. In less than a few seconds, my hands were gripping her front lets and my knees were bent ever so slightly. The tip of her cock pressed to the entrance of my pussy.

    I barely had time to take a final breath before she jerked forward.

    “Fuck!” I yelled as her massive member shot into me. Deeper and deeper it travelled as she pushed on, stopping only once every last inch had been swallowed up. Deep down, I knew this was impossible, but I didn’t care. Being penetrated by such an oversized spear was no weirder than seeing a woman and her mount blend into a beautiful centaur. All I could do was stand there and enjoy every second of my first centaur pounding.

    And I did. The feel of that huge cock darting in and out of me was unlike anything I had ever experienced. It was both overpowering and intoxicating. My lover’s cock was all I could feel and her beautiful face kept popping up in my mind’s eyes. I focused on the two, letting the orgasm that had long since started growing within me swell like an untamable beast.

    It was only a matter of seconds before I reached the point of no return. I moaned at the top of my lungs as my body began to tremble. My lover’s member soon did the same and the two of us shuddered in perfect synchronicity as we neared climax.

    I’m not quite sure when it happened, but it did. One second I was moaning and trembling and the next I was wailing and convulsing. I don’t know how I managed to remain upright. I don’t even know how I was able to keep from passing out from the intensity of my orgasm. All I know is that wave after wave of cum squirted out of me. There was no telling who the orgasmilk belonged to. It didn’t matter. Only the blissful feeling that filled me was important.

    My lover moaned alongside me. Our cries filled the deserted valley for what felt like an eternity before the final wave oozed out of me and my orgasm officially came to an end. As soon as my lover’s cock went limp, I crashed to the ground. At least I assume that’s what would have happened had I not suddenly been snapped back to reality.

    It took a few seconds before I figured out what was going on. The fantasy was officially over and the instructor and her steed were once more whole, separate entities. My fellow riders had also reappeared, as had my clothes and my mount. But that was not what had put an end to my fantasy. It was the up and down motion of the horse as it trotted alongside the rest of the group.

    I couldn’t believe it. We were finally trotting. But that was only the beginning. The slowpoke had somehow managed to learn the controls and in no time at all, we were all galloping along the path. The wind shipped through my hair as exclamations of delight flew past my lips. Speeding along atop that powerful beast was a completely unmatched experience. That is, unless you take into account the intense, centaur-filled fantasy I had just enjoyed.

    ***

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

    Have a horny day,

    Barbie Lez


  • The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 84: Sexy Sauna

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    A quick and kinky lesbian fantasy!

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

    Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-83”.

    ***

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

    I love to swim. Always have, always will. However, that doesn’t mean I also love swimming pools. Give me the choice between a chlorine-filled pool and an algae-and-fish-ridden lake and I will pick the lake every time. Unfortunately, living in one of the biggest cities in Canada means spending the entire summer in a state of constant sweatiness.

    Following two of the summer’s hottest days—you know, the kind where you just lie in bed at night, staring up at the ceiling and sweating—I decided the time had come to break my no swimming pools rule. Thankfully, the nearest public pool was just a few minutes’ walk away.

    I got there early. In fact, the place was only just opening when I got there. It was a weekday and the morning air was still cool—at least as cool as it can be in a city like Montreal—so I was completely alone but for an old couple that remained in the shallow end throughout my ten laps.

    When I finally decided the time had come to head home and once more brave the heat, I looked like a dried raisin. Thankfully, no one of importance was there to see it.

    On my way back to the changing room, I passed by the sauna. Given the intense heat of the last few days, the thought of sitting around and sweating was not exactly enticing, but I knew it would help expulse the chlorine from my pores.

    When I entered, I was hit with a wave of heat. It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to my steamy surroundings. When they did, I discovered a young woman standing across from the door. I could spend the next three pages telling you just how beautiful she was, but let’s just say she was perfect in every way. Her beauty was only heightened by the fact that only a towel stood between me and the flawless body I am certain stood beneath it.

    We shared a quick nod of acknowledgement as I closed the door and took a seat. I tried to stare ahead, but my eyes were constantly drawn to her. I knew I could not leer at her without freaking her out, yet the quick glimpse I had caught of her upon entering the sauna was driving me insane with curiosity and desire.

    I threw her quick glances, each one brining more arousal to my body. The more I looked, the more intrigued I became. I had to know what stood beneath that towel. I just had to.

    My arousal continued to grow and the fantasy forming within me swelled with such swiftness that I barely even noticed it take hold of me. The transition from reality to fantasy was barely perceptible and I remained unaware of it until the young woman spoke.

    “Do you mind if I remove my towel?” she asked, her voice a mere whisper.

    That question was enough to inform me that the unfolding events were part of a fantasy and nothing I now did would impact my life in the real world. Nonetheless, I felt myself blush at the thought of seeing that beautiful stranger’s sublime figure.

    “Of c—course not,” I stuttered.

    She smiled, as if amused by my stammering.

    Standing up, she tugged on her towel and let it fall to the floor.

    “Wow!” I gasped as her body was revealed. She was even hotter than I had imagined. Every part of her was perfect. She was the woman of my dreams.

    I struggled to keep from staring as she sat down. Her legs parted ever so slightly, revealing her clean-shaven labia. The sight of it threatened to drive me insane and all I could do to keep from leaping across the sauna and having my way with her was to tear my eyes away. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do, but I knew it was the right thing to do.

    I spent the next few seconds stealing glances at her. Each time my eyes landed on her, I found her to be more beautiful than before. By the time I noticed her eyes were closed, more arousal than ever before coursed through my veins. Studying her in detail was all I could do to keep my hands from wandering over to her flawless figure.

    After an eternity that felt like mere seconds, my eyes travelled up to her face and I found her eyes wide open. She was staring at me. I expected her to freak out, but she was smiling.

    “Enjoying the view?” she asked.

    “I—I’m sorry,” I muttered, tearing my gaze from her.

    A soft chuckle filled the air.

    “There’s no need to apologize,” she said. “You can look all you want.”

    “Really?” I peered up at her. She was still smiling.

    “Really,” she assured. “However, there is one condition.”

    I cringed, fearing the worst.

    “You must get naked too.”

    A relieved chuckle flowed past my lips. Thrilled at the thought of freeing myself from the constraints of my bikini, I stood up.

    “Let me help you with that,” she said before I could make a move. She stood up and crossed the sauna. Her fingers brushed ever so slightly against my skin as she grabbed the two strings that kept my top in place. Moments later, the garment was falling to the floor, the second part of my swimming apparel following shortly.

    We now stood across from each other, both completely naked, with mere inches separating us. I peered into her eyes and found myself entranced by them. I barely even felt her fingers exploring my body. Thankfully, the same could not be said for her lips when she pulled me is for a passionate kiss.

    The surprised moan that escaped me soon turned into one of lust when her tongue slipped into my mouth. Unable to resist the arousal that coursed through my veins, I kissed her back.

    Our tongues danced around in each other’s mouths for a blissful eternity before she pulled away. I expected her to drop down to my breasts, but I was the one that was forced down. I saw her erect nipples fly by my lips before I reached my destination.

    “Oh yes,” she moaned as my lips made contact with her labia. When I outstretched my tongue and ran it across the entire length of her slit, it got too much for her to handle and she tumbled back onto the nearby bench. Rushing over to her, I yanked her legs apart and buried my face in her pussy. It smelled so sweet, so inviting.

    Unable to resist its enticing aroma any longer, I propelled my tongue deep into it. Moans began to flow past my lips as her sweet pre-cum coated my tongue. Eager to ingest it, I began thrusting my tongue back and forth, swallowing every drop I could get my hands on.

    This went on for some time, but I was too overwhelmed with arousal to tell how long. All I know is that one second, I was eagerly tongue fucking her and the next her pussy was convulsing around it. Her cum hit my tongue like a tidal wave. Braving the storm, I continued coaxing her orgasm to greater heights as she squirted wave after wave of orgasmilk into my mouth.

    It felt like mere seconds before the final wave oozed into my mouth and my lover’s slit grew still. I was slightly disappointed, but also quite proud.

    Once I had licked away the final drop of cum, I pulled away, only to be drawn back in for a loving kiss. By the time our lips parted, I was on my back. My lover’s lips left mine just long enough to travel to my breasts.

    “Fuck!” I moaned in a barely-audible whisper as her tongue danced across my chest. By the time she moved on, my nipples were stiff as stone. But I quickly forgot about that when her tongue slithered across my slit.

    “Oh god!” I moaned, this time a lot louder. Her tongue teased my clit for a few seconds before sliding past my lower lips. Another moan escaped me as she began ferociously tongue fucking me.

    My body was on fire. Her skills were equaled only by her eagerness. I had not been handled with such skillful consideration for quite some time. It felt like she knew what I wanted before I did.

    “Fuck!” I yelped as one of her fingers slipped into my ass. The cry soon turned to a moan when she added a second finger and began pumping my tight hole.

    My chest rose and fell to the rhythm of my rapid breaths as she tongued my pussy and fingered my ass. The dual stimulation, combined with the great beauty of my lover quickly forced a powerful orgasm to explode within me. I barely had time to muster a frantic moan before have after wave began to shoot out of me.

    Insatiable, she drank every single one of my squirts. She refused to stop pleasuring me until the final wave had finally oozed out of me. When that finally happened, I lifted my head to thank her, but she was gone.

    The shock from this unexpected disappearance put an immediate end to my fantasy. Glancing around, I realized a few things. First of all, I was still fully clothed. Second of all, my beautiful fantasy lover—or at least her real-life equivalent—was gone.

    I barely noticed my heart sink in disappointment. My veins now pumped arousal throughout my body and the heat that filled the room threatened to put an end to my consciousness. Standing up, I headed for the exit.

    As I walked toward the showering room, I found myself wondering where the beautiful woman had gone. Would I ever see her again? I feared the answer until I reached the showering room and found the object of my fantasy standing beneath a showerhead, moaning softly as millions upon millions of water droplets rained down upon her. Instantly, another fantasy took hold of me and reality began to fade…

    ***

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

    Have a horny day,

    Barbie Lez


  • Catholic School can be Fun Part 2

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    This is the second part to The Catholic School can be Fun Series. PArt 3 coming soon.

    Jessica felt awkward last Friday she and her friend Heather had done something bad. Very bad. She and her friend were students at the Catholic School St. Michaels, and she was a good Catholic School girl. She was, or at least she had been. She and her friend had not talked at all since the…Thing. She didn’t want to think about it, it was to horrible. Or had it been. She wasn’t sure and that was what scared her the most. She had enjoyed it, and if all the catholic rules said anything was a sin you bet it was what she had done. She was in the car in her plaid skirt that ended right before her knee high stockings, her brown hair held back by a head band, her white shirt tucked in pressing against her small tits, her tie hanging in between her boobs. She was the picture of innocence. She had almost arrived at school with her mother diving.
    “Honey is something wrong?” asked her mother.
    “No Mom I’m fine.” Jessica responded.
    “Well ok then,” Her mother stopped talking and focused her attention back on the road and the drive way that lead into the school. Jessica had dreaded having to go back to school and face Heather. What would she say? How could she look Heather in the eye now? Well Jessica thought Heather started it. Jessica’s mother pulled up in front of the school and stopped the car allowing Jessica to get out.
    Jessica exited the car holding her books in her arms and walked swiftly around the court yard and into one of the many buildings. She felt safe once she entered the class. Here she didn’t have to talk to Heather about what had happened, she didn’t have to look at… Oh no! There was a seating chart on the board and Jessica was right next to Heather. She shuddered. She headed for her seat and sat down. She didn’t want to look up from her desk.
    A shadow past her and then Heather sat in the chair desk right next to her.
    “Hi,” Heather said cheerfully
    “Hi,” Jessica said sounding depressed.
    “What’s wrong?” Heather asked.
    “Friday that’s what’s wrong.” Jessica said through clenched teeth
    “Are you having regrets?”
    “Of course I am what we did was wrong.” Jessica almost moaned.
    “No it wasn’t it was perfectly natural.” Heather said smiling “Besides can you honestly say you didn’t enjoy it?”
    “Yes I can.” Jessica said and turned away.
    The bell rang and Ms. Johnson entered and headed for the chalk bored.
    “Hello class. How was your weekend?” Ms. Johnson asked and a few fines came back at her, mostly from the boys. Ms. Johnson was a very hot woman with huge tits and she always wore very short skirts and very tight shirts with low neck lines, most boys got hard just thinking about her.
    She began to teach class and soon she was in full swing about the math homework. It was all very boring review and Jessica was desperately trying to finish the homework before she was asked to turn it in. Once the homework was handed in Ms. Johnson began talking about algebra and all that when suddenly Jessica felt a hand running up her thigh. She gasped as the hand slowly began to feel under her skirt. Jessica looked over at Heather and saw that one hand was under her desk and one was under Jessica’s slowly working it’s way up her legs and under her panties.
    Jessica thought to shout out but what could she say “Me and Heather used a two way dildo at my house on Friday and now she is playing with me under the desk.” No she couldn’t. That would embrace both her and Heather and though Jessica felt dirty with the hand feeling her, she couldn’t deny that it felt good. Her knees began to shake and she slowly opened her legs so that Heathers probing fingers could slip into her aching pussy.
    “Jessica what is the x coordinate in this problem?” Ms. Johnson asked. Not now! Jessica screamed in her head. Trying not to show that she was having her pussy played with under the table was hard enough but now to answer a problem and keep it up.
    “Uh 8?” Jessica stammered trying not to reveal what was happening under the desk.
    “Correct and she found that by…” The rest trailed off as Jessica began to sink into the pleasure of what was happening to her. Soon she began to feel the same building pleasure that she had felt for the first time on Friday. OH GOD! She felt herself building toward a climax. She looked over at Heather and saw her hand flitting around in her own skirt and she felt Heather’s hand tremble as she neared her own climax. Soon both orgasms raced through their bodies. Jessica gasped not loud enough for anyone else to hear except for Heather who gasped in a similar way. The hand withdrew and then Jessica saw Heather suck lightly on each finger she had used, cleaning each.
    Juices were dripping from both their panties and Jessica thought that everyone would notice. Jessica looked and tried to see under Heathers desk to see if she had a similar problem but she could not see. So she reached out her hand and slid it under Heathers skirt. She then slipped it over the panties and felt juices dripping from it. Then she moved her hand under the panties and felt juices everywhere it was as though the panties were flooded. She then slid her finger into Heathers pussy. This was the first time she had been in any pussy with her hand. She quickly withdrew it. Heather shivered when the finger went in and out of her. Both girls knew that they had to get to a bathroom quick and clean up or they would leave puddles of cum under there desks. Jessica raised her hand and asked if she could go to the bathroom. Jessica walked out of the class room and tried to keep juices from dipping down as she walked. When she was out of the class room she pelted for a girl’s bathroom. Certain ones where never occupied simply because they were at such inconvenient locations. Jessica headed for the nearest one. This was far from the 8th grade room all the way over near the 5th graders class, the catholic school ranged from K-8th. She quickly hurried in. She than went for a stall and grabbed some paper towels. Then she stopped in front of a mirror and saw that her skirt was partially revealing her pink panties as it had been slid up her thigh. She lifted the skirt so she could se better and saw a giant wet spot that was still dripping juices. She whipped the spot as clean as she could and then slightly embarrassed she pulled down her panties and began wiping her dripping wet pussy. She examined it for a while it look like just another part of her until she opened it slightly and saw the pink inside.
    She heard the door open and quickly pulled her panties up and dropped her skirt. It was Heather. Heather immediately noticed the wet paper towels and grinned at Jessica.
    “What were you doing in there?” Jessica asked sternly.
    “Showing how much you like it.” She responded. Jessica noticed the juices dripping from her skirt and couldn’t help but think about the pussy they were dripping from. “Besides” Heather added “ I think I want some more right now.”
    “What…Now?” Jessica asked stunned.
    “Yes now. Hold on one sec.” Heather reached into her breast pocket and pulled out a stick of celery cut about 5 inches. “I know it isn’t as long as the two way but you wanna try it?”
    “Oh god.” Jessica groaned not able to believe what was happening.
    “I’ll take that as a yes.” Heather said and she pulled her panties off without even undoing the skirt. She walked up to Jessica and slid her panties down also. Then she slowly inserted one end into her pussy, moaning as she did, and then slid the other side into Jessica’s pussy. They both moaned and began to thrust their hips forward. Both moaned and gave little cries as they both fucked the piece of celery. Both felt their juices begin to flow lubing the celery so that it went deeper and deeper into them. They both began to moan and feel each others tits. Soon their climax was building both knew that they would cum at the same time. Then Heather did something unexpected and jammed her finger up Jessica’s nice ass. Jessica screamed and came covering the vegetable with her cum. And Heather had her orgasm then also and she moaned as the feeling spread.
    Both girls were tired and so slumped into each others arms impaling themselves further onto the celery and spreading the juices. Jessica recovered first and drew the piece of celery out of her pussy seeing it covered in juices. Heather removed it from her own and then broke the thing in two.
    “Want some?” She asked. Jessica took her half and ate it whole tasting Heather’s juices for the first time and loving it. “Good hmm?” Heather asked
    “Mmm your juices taste so good.” Jessica moand.
    “We should get back to class…” She then winked slyly “Besides it’s only 10 minutes away from brake, more then.” Jessica licked her lips and began to pull her panties up when Heather stopped her. “Wait until break try this.” Heather held out a carrot stick. Both this and the celery were from her lunch Jessica guessed but the celery had obviously been cut for the special purpose. Jessica looked at it then at Heather.
    “What?” Jessica then saw Heather take another carrot stick and shove it up her pussy then put her panties back on adjusted her skirt and panted from the pleasure. Jessica did like wise. Then both girls walked to the door. Before they reached it though both gave cries of ecstasy as they came all over the carrots in theirs pussies.
    “Oh god” Heather moaned then grinned “If you can make it through class with this in there I’ll give you a special treat.” Jessica smiled at the thought. She and Heather walked back to class, pausing every now and then when an orgasm hit. Jessica walked into class first. Then after about 2 minutes Heather walked in. Neither said a word to each other and both waited for break as pussy juices slowly soaked there panties and were absorbed by the carrots in them. Soon the bell rang and it was back to the bathroom.
    “So what’s my treat?” Jessica asked playfully.
    “This” Heather said as she pulled down Jessica’s panties and then she opened her purse and brought out three more carrots. She then put all three into Jessica. Jessica screeched as each entered her. She moaned and groaned as Heather pushed all four into her. Finally she let out a cry and she came all over each.
    Heather took all four out and ate each one sucking on the juices. She then pulled her own panties down and gave Jessica it. Jessica ate it. Then they fingered each other and had fun with the remaining pieces of Heather’s lunch until the bell rang and they went back to class. Panties soaked with cum.
    To Be Continude.


  • My New Life As A Young Slave

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    My life had been change ever since i was sixteen

    My life has changed ever since I was sixteen. I guess that it was mostly because my mother had passed away and in search for a new mother, my father had married some girl who was old enough to be my sister. I was used to being an only child, loving the way i got everything and anything I wanted whenever I wanted. But now… She had a son and a daughter. I was now a sibling by marriage, not by blood, but then again, things usually sucked. Sure, Mary was thin, blond, bit tits, bright blue eyes, but truly… She was only twenty, my dad, well…. He was forty-five. Her son, Bryan, was like an exact replica of her, except with brown hair and green coloured eyes. I guess that’s what his father had, but me.. I didn’t really care.. At the moment.

    Bryan was nice and everything, but he was a real self centered fag. He begged his (now our) mom to kick me out of the room i was currently staying in and move me to the basement. Dad had sided with her when i begged and pleaded for him to let me stay.. I hated Bryan as soon as he took away my room. I had enough space in the basement as long as Alice stayed on her side… I just didn’t like him taking my space. Whatever i had, he always wanted that same thing except better. I hated it…

    Okay, now I’m going to break in with my thoughts. My name is Maya. I was sixteen and very average. I was five-foot four inches and my breasts were fairly big, being thirty two “c”s. My hair was a light, creamy brown that hung past my shoulders, just beneath my breasts if i pulled my hair into two parts and pulled them to the front of my body. My eyes were blue, just like the ocean on a stormy day, and my skin, no imperfections. I was more pale then anything, but not a freckle, beauty mark, or scar intruded the creamy white of my skin. Most people say I am pretty, but I think of myself as just plain. My waist was only thirty two inches around the waist and i was glad about this. My body was in the shape of an hourglass and I didn’t see how that made me so special. I guess it was because most males were drawn to me. My facial features were simple. My nose turned upward slightly and my lips, oh my lips, were very full and beautiful, most guys tried to kiss me, but i was saving my first kiss for someone special. I didn’t like to rush things.

    Alice was another story. Her blond hair fell down to her waist and her eyes were a cloudy blue, more brilliant then mine. I was glad of this because none of them looked like me. Her waist had more boyish curves even though she was just fifteen, and her breasts were smaller mounds. No bigger then a pair of 32 “b”s. A size smaller then mine… I would have to keep careful track of my bras. She kept looking at me, smiling warmly. I only had a scowl on my face, even after the day of the wedding. I guess she was a little sorry for intruding into my life, but i guess it was just one of those things that happened Bryan was eighteen and he always gave me the creeps. He would stare at me like i was something to eat. I trembled under his gaze.

    I began to talk to Alice more often, wondering why her brother kept staring at me. Bryan was adopted and she was an actual part of the family. But according to her, she was a mistake and her mother was only using my dad for his money. I shrugged. So what, it was his mistake for marrying her. So Bryan and Alice weren’t related in any way, where my family was not related to them in anyway. The more I concentrated on this, the better i felt.

    After awhile, Alice and I started to become good friends. We both shared secrets and such, but little did I know my whole life was going to change for ever in these past few months. I know now that everything i told he was reported back to Bryan when I was asleep. I hated her for that, but at the time, I had no idea. I told her everything about me. How i secretly liked bondage and i was waited for the right time for someone to take away my first kiss. I thought we had actually become great friends. But now, she was being used just like i was.

    We had a pool in our backyard and Alice and I would go out there all of the time. I would always apply sun lotion (with Alice’s help of course) many times, not wanting to get burnt. Bryan was always out there, showing off his tan. His eyes would sparkle as he saw me in my blue bikini, and I wondered why. My mouth would become dry, but Alice payed no attention to this at all and I soon forgot about it.. Or learned to ignore it. Alice and I would always dive, head first, into the still water below, racing to see who could get in first. I started to become outgoing around her. Again, I slowly let myself get comfortable with this family, allowing them into my life, little by little, with the help from Alice. Now i am glad that I had let them into my life, comfortably. You will learn everything later. But here I was, swimming in the pool with my new best friend, my brother and my mother and father on the side. I sometimes wondered what would have happened if My father had not married my step mother.

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    That was just a preview of my life. Now the real story begins. (I will also be flashing back a lot, just so you know)

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    My head hurt and my mind spun as I tried to stay on my feet. Alice had gotten my a drink, and now i felt all dizzy. I tried to steady myself. My parents had gone on a four moth vacation, leaving us here. Alice smiled widely as she stared at my dumbfounded expression. I tried to keep on my feet, but I sunk to the floor, placing my hands, hard, against the carpet of our room. My vision was going blurry. I heard foot steps as Bryan, my older step-brother, walked down them, coming to a stop before me. I groaned. He looked over at Alice and she bowed her head. “I have done what you asked of, Master. I hope you will like the results.” She told him, her eyes shutting as he lifted his hand up to pat her on the head. She was like a dog to him, and Her words rang in my ears until finally, i blackened out into a deep nothingness.

    I didn’t know how long it had been, but when my eyes fluttered open, I was somewhere else, a metal collar around my neck with a chain leading to the sealing. My muscles were sore and stiff from staying in the same position for awhile, my arms tied behind my back and my legs open, chained to the floor. I was scared. Alice smiled at me, tracing her fingers over my jaw line. Inside my mouth was a gag. My mouth was dry. Alice smiled as my eyes widened as they betrayed my helplessness. Bryan was right next to her. Around her neck was also a collar, but a pink, sparkly one with red stitching spelling on ‘Slut’ in clear letters on the side. A leash was attached to that and the handle was in Bryan’s hand. Alice was on all fours.

    Bryan grinned at me, commanding that Alice to stay, which she did, sitting down on the floor right in front of me, obediently. Bryan treated her like a dog. On the far side of the room, where Bryan had walked to, there were several things, including a chair, chains, cases, energy powered dildos and many other things.. all which i was too horrified to even speak of. I trembled. Bryan bent over, picking up a black sack before she began walking back over to me. I stared at the bag, my hair standing up on end. I could barley breathe.

    Bryan smiled, setting down the bag, lifting my head up. “Aw.. what a pretty little face… You look scared. You should be.” He told me, his honey voice echoing in my head. My heart began to pound in my chest. I looked away from him and stared at Alice who was licking her lips, sexily, in anticipation. “Master.” she piped in. “Do you wish to go though the normal routine? or just play this game by ear?” He grinned at her. “My little Peach” he responded, his voice still having the same honey-ish tone, ” I think we should start off with the usual and then play everything by ear.” She nodded, laying back slightly and opening her legs. He grinned once more.

    Alice’s panties were white with a dark wet spot growing in the center. Bryan let my head drop before he forced his hand into the bag, pulling out a blade of some sort. My eyes widened even more, in fear and shock. He ran the cold blade down my cheek. I stayed a still as possible, not wanting to be cut at all. Bryan growled before turning back to Alice. With a few quick swipes, her cut open her shirt, ripped off her skirt and shredded her bra and panties right in front of my eyes. I was afraid for Alice, not wanting her to be cut either. She was fine.

    I let out the breath i was holding, only to suck it in and hold it again. Bryan had placed the knife beside her and reached back into the sack, pulling out a vibrator. He smiled, turning it on. Poor Alice… I thought, wishing there was something I could do to free her from his grasp. She only opened her legs wider and opened her pussy lips with her hand when i finally realized that she wanted to do everything he wanted to her. Bryan looked at me before pressing the head of the vibrator on Alice’s soaking cunt. Her sex hole was quivering. He grinned, devilishly.

    Before she could react, he brutally shoved the vibrator up her pussy, making her yelp. Her ignored her before her turned back to me. Tears had formed in my eyes and i tried to blink them away only to have them fall down my cheeks. I knew I was next.

    Bryan walked over to me, cupping my face in his hands, making my gaze meet his. I was terrified. His hands went to the back of my head, undoing the gag and letting it fall to the floor. I still held my breath. His face leaned towards mine and my heart stopped in fear before it broke out sprinting, my palms becoming sweaty from nervousness. His eyes were closed and his thumb was right below my lower lip. His lips touched my, gently at first, before his mouth crushed mine. His tongue prodded at my lips, trying to get them open, my lips softened but my teeth stayed clamped shut. Bryan growled again, continuing to crush my mouth with his. A soft yelp escaped my lips, my teeth opening. His tongue darted into my mouth, exploring the inside.

    (to be continued.. please comment oh how i am doing)


  • THE PROFESSIONAL WOMEN’S CONFERENCE

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    The professional three-day, female only conference was In a five star hotel in distant city I hadn’t visited previously. My room was very comfortable on a high floor over looking the city, the lake and the park. I was looking forward to learning some new professional skills, and meeting and networking with new professional colleagues. And perhaps seducing or be seduced by a new bi lover?

    I am Sarah, in my early forties, a still attractive business professional of French descent, sexually sophisticated, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting.

    My body still attracts attention from both sexes, good legs and hips, flat stomach, modest tits with long hard nipples when aroused. My best feature to modestly paraphrase people of both sexes who have licked and kissed it is my, ‘glorious, big ass’.

    I was in my early thirties before I gave my sex drive full expression. My body had matured by then and I had learnt my ass was my best feature. I loved the excitement of flaunting it for both sexes, the reaction of men licking and kissing it as foreplay. Even better if their lady was watching or tongue kissing me.

    I am to please and be pleased sexually. The size of a man’s erection is important for me and I love being licked, teased and edged by both sexes, I lost all my inhibitions between my second and third husbands and I love having sex with an audience. And I really do enjoy some racy commentary during sex, an extra dimension.

    I have a high sex drive and thrive on sexual excitement, be it dressing and undressing to please my man and our guests, flaunting my naked body to turn on people I have just met, the visual turn on of other naked bodies, the foreplay (or lack of it), to receiving and giving pleasure, not to mention verbal interaction.

    I was barely nineteen when a slightly older man licked and sucked my nipples for the first time while I enjoyed flaunting my topless body for him. Ever since then having my nipples licked and sucked is a major turn on for me.

    I was twenty years old when a man licked me to orgasm for the first time. And I was hooked. Since then I make a point of telling any potential lovers, “I love being teased and licked.” Though it was almost twenty years later before another woman licked me to orgasm.

    A cocktail party the night before the conference where I met Irena, a stunningly attractive women, around my age. We fell into easy conversation. Discussing our work, our careers. Touching each other and lightly tongue kissing each other while standing in a corner, our sexual chemistry obvious. Our mutual sexual attraction boiling over, realising we were both bi, without asking.

    Agreeing to connect the next morning at the conference. Sitting alongside each other for all the conference sessions on the first day, more than occasionally touching and brushing each other’s hand and leg.

    Over lunch our conversation became more focused, learning we both had a man back home. Far more focused at the afternoon tea break Agreeing to have dinner together, both of us dressing to impress, power dressing in killer heels, short feminine skirts and blazers, no bras. The centre of attention when we walked into the restaurant holding hands, seducing each other over dinner with our eyes and our conversation while seated in the intimate upholstered booth.

    Admitting to each other we had both promised our men we wouldn’t fuck another man while we were away at the conference. Both of us admitting we had secretly hoped to connect with another woman.

    Our fingers teasing the insides of each others thighs before we each sucked each other’s middle finger, both of us enjoying the covert looks we were drawing from other diners. Asking each other lots of intimate questions as part of our foreplay. Tacitly realising we were going to make love that night.

    “When did you realise you were bi? How old were you when another woman had you for the first time Sarah?”

    “I was bi-curious from a young age. It was only a few years ago when another woman had me for the first time. My man organised her for me. I was hooked, wondering why I waited so long.”

    “What is your favourite turn on Sarah?”

    “Depends on the circumstances, having my nipples licked and sucked is a major turn on for me. Having my big ass worshiped. Being teased and licked is at the top of my list.”

    “Do you shave or wax?”

    “My man shaves me every Sunday before we make love.”

    “Have you shared another woman with your man? Or your man with another woman.”

    “Yes, always so exciting for all of us.”

    “What would you like me to do for your special pleasure tonight?”

    “Do you really need to ask Irena?”

    “Tell me Sarah, I want know, part of our foreplay, part of my turn on,” Irena whispered as we kissed with the tips of our tongues.

    “Seduce me, make love to me, give me sapphic pleasure, tongue fuck me to orgasm.”

    Tongue kissing each other as we each slid our tiny feminine sexy knickers down to our ankles under the table, then slid them into each other’s handbags.

    “Your room or mine Irena?,” I asked as we sipped our coffee, lightly tongue kissing her between sips.

    We were barely in my door before we were tongue kissing like teenagers. Some soft, saxophone music to enhance the mood. Slowly undressing each other, our blazers first, licking and sucking each other’s nipples, sliding our nipples together as we greedily tongue kissed.

    Removing each other’s skirts while tongue kissing, now naked for each other, admiring each other’s bodies, confident and experienced enough, to build anticipation for me and my new bi lover no rush, I leant long ago anticipation is not the precursor to pleasure; anticipation is pleasure itself.

    Paying attention to Irena’s reactions and words, wanting to heighten our mutual sexual pleasure. Using the tip of my tongue, then the flat of it, and my lips as I explored her vulva, all three sensations a little different, providing subtly different sensations for us both.

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

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

    Touching her wonderful breasts, gently squeezing her nipples, caressing her stomach. Applying persistent licks under her hood, licking her clitoral hood, gently sliding it back licking it, licking her clit directly, slow and gentle.

    Kissing all around her thighs, Licking around her Venus mound. Edging Irena, taking my time, building even more anticipation, creating more pleasure.

    Bringing her close to orgasm, then backing off a little, teasing Irena edging her, delaying her climax. Wanting to make her orgasm for me at the end of our love making, give her an incredibly powerful orgasm.

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

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

    Whispering to her. “I love to tongue fuck another woman, you such an exciting woman Irena, so good. Tell me what you want Irena?”

    “Just keep on fucking me Sarah. Just like that, lick me, fuck me with two fingers in me. Tease me, edge me, bring me orgasm for you. Yes, yes, yes. Oh fuck Sarah, so good, so fucking good.”

    It was over an hour later after we shared a bath when Irena set out to sexually pleasure me, telling me to sit on her face. “I want to hold your magnificent big ass in my hands Sarah while I lick you.” And Irena did, as I manipulated my clit and my almost bald cunt lips along and over her tongue for my sexual pleasure. Surprising her with my ability to orgasm four times before a huge final orgasm.

    Sleeping together that night, our hands all over each other until late the next morning. Making love again, satisfying each other before we made a late entrance to the conference after the lunch break. Sitting together, touching each other the whole time. Looking forward to making love again that night.

    On the third day of the conference a much younger woman Gwen, approached Irena and me over afternoon tea, telling us without any embarrassment, “The body language of you two women is amazing, so touchy feely. You both have a special glow about you.”

    It was obvious Gwen wanted to connect with us, another professional bi woman. Dinner together that night, Gwen sitting between Irena and me, a hand on our knees.

    Gwen explaining she had a man back home, just as Irena and I did. Promising him she wouldn’t fuck any men while away at the conference, just as Irena and I had promised.

    People at other tables in the restaurant looking at us, trying to second guess what we were about, three woman bunched together at the table flirting with each other, one woman around fifteen-years younger, leading the conversation, the sexual undercurrent and tension obvious. Irena and me intent on sharing Gwen, for our mutual sexual pleasure, a new sexual challenge for us, wondering how it might play out, three bi-women, all lipstick lesbians,

    Gwen took the initiative, telling Irena and me, “So exciting, dinner with two bi women, both older than me. One of my fantasies …,” leaving us guessing as to what her fantasy was other than dinner with two bi women, both older than her.

    “If I was to ask you Irena and Sarah, if you would like something excitingly, kinky sexy, what would you answer?”

    “You obviously have something excitingly, kinky sexy in mind Gwen. Let’s go with the flow,” I replied.

    Ten minutes later we were in Gwen’s room, full of anticipation for Gwen’s excitingly kinky sexy promise. She didn’t disappoint us, an excitingly, kinky, sexy lesbian three-way.

    Irena and me tongue kissing Gwen in turn as we undressed her, admiring her feminine body. Then Gwen tongue kissing Irena and me in turn as she undressed us. The three of us tongue kissing each other with our hands all over each other’s naked bodies.

    At that moment the one thing I wanted more than anything was to have two women for my sexual pleasure, shared bi-sexual pleasure, a three-way. All of us admiring each other’s naked bodies. All of us with shaved pubes.

    Just as I thought Gwen had a large pair of tits. I wanted them, to lick and suck them as she offered them to me. I am so attracted to a woman with better tits than mine. Gwen telling Irena and me to sit alongside each other on the couch before she tongue kissed me and licked her way down my body. Licking and sucking my nipples. My belly button, then my clit, Irena tongue kissing as she did.

    The one thing I wanted more than anything was happening, two women for my sexual pleasure, a three-way. My ego and libido in overdrive, two different women for my sexual pleasure in two days. On hand behind Gwen’s head pushing her between my legs, a finger of my other hand teasing Irena’s clit as she alternated tongue kissing me and licking and sucking my nipples.

    Hardly realising in my sexual pleasure I was moaning, “Fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt.” So good one woman licking me to orgasm while another was tongue kissing me.” Both of us knowing the situation will be reversed shortly.

    Gwen sliding a finger into me while she licked me, finding my g-spot, while Irena was kissing me. So good, my eyes closed soaking up the sexual pleasure. “I want you to squirt for me Sarah,” Gwen whispered as I continued teasing Irena’s clit.

    Gwen teasing me, edging me, so wet for her and Irena. Irena softly chewing my nipples, as I built to orgasm, my body trembling with sexual pleasure. Expertly edging me, sliding her middle finger into me in a fucking motion. “I want you to squirt for me, do it for me Sarah,” Gwen whispered again.

    I was right on the edge, desperately fighting to hold back a huge climax, waiting to prolong and heighten my bi-sexual three-way pleasure with Gwen’s finger teasing my g-spot. Then two fingers, sending me over the edge, making noises I never had before, orgasming and squirting for her while Irena watched. So good.

    A little later after we shared the bathroom my turn to watch Gwen tongue fuck Irena while I kissed her, watching Gwen bring her to orgasm with her tongue,

    Then the ultimate end to our lesbian three-way. Me tongue fucking Gwen, a woman fifteen-years younger, while Irena sat on her face facing me. So good showing my tongue fucking skills to two bi women I hardly knew.

    Shortly after I arrived home on the Friday night my man was watching me shower. He was naked with a thick, nine-inch erection, as I turned to show him my big ass. “The size of a man’s erection is important for me and I love being licked,” I teased, knowing how much he wanted me, looking forward to my first fuck in a week, waiting for his obvious question.

    “You promised you wouldn’t fuck any men while you were away. Did you?,” he asked as he licked and kissed my big ass

    “It was a profession women’s conference, no men,” I told him truthfully before he fucked me in a frenzy.