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We heard the doorbell ring and watched as Jay backed away from Sara, stood up and approach the front door followed by James with the hand-held camera. She opened the door a few inches and peered around, the sounds of groans, moans and shrieks becoming more evident from the lounge behind her.

Building the Dream: Part Nineteen.

The filming of the porn film at Sonia’s house continues.

We heard the doorbell ring and watched as Jay backed away from Sara, stood up and approach the front door followed by James with the hand-held camera. She opened the door a few inches and peered around, the sounds of groans, moans and shrieks becoming more evident from the lounge behind her.

“Hello?” She said, opening the door a little wider to allow James to see who was beyond

“Hello,” came the answer in unison from Kylie and Paul in a bright and happy tone before Kylie continued. “We’ve just moved in next door and thought we would pop round and introduce ourselves. I’ve baked a cake.” She held the large cream cake out in front of her for the camera’s benefit.

“Good for you,” said Jay. “But the lady of the house is a little indisposed at the moment.” Jay pulled the door wide open allowing Paul and Kylie to see her naked body with the strap-on with large dildo attached poking towards them. Kylie ignored the fact and walked straight in with a large cream cake in one hand and shaking Jay’s hand with the other.

“I’m Kylie and this is my fiancée, Paul.”

“Hello,” Paul said shaking Jay’s hand as he walked in, allowing Jay to shut the front door.

“The lady of the house is through here.” Jay said, leading them to the lounge where the screams and yelps became more audible. She pointed to Sonia who was bent over the back of the sofa being fucked by Phil and was gasping with each thrust.

“Hello,” Kylie said stepping over Sara who was laid on her back, legs wide open and fingers plunging in and out of her pussy and moving around Keith who was fucking Kelly doggy style on the floor, then around Katy who was being spit-roasted by Simon and Jim. “I’m Kylie and this is my fiancée, Paul. We’ve just moved in next door.” She reached over and shook Sonia’s hand as she was pushed back and forth by Phil’s cock.

“Hello,” Sonia managed to utter between deep breaths. “Nice to…meet you.”

“And you,” Kylie replied holding up the cake. “I’ve bought a cake and thought we could have a coffee and a slice and get to know each other better.”

“That’s….nice…of…you.” Sonia managed to say.

“Oh, it’s my pleasure.” Kylie replied as her and Paul stood directly in front of Sonia. She placed the cake to the side of the sofa on to the coffee table “I do love baking and our new kitchen has a big range so I thought I would try it out. You have a lovely house.”

“Thanks…oh fuck, oh fuck.” Sonia replied as Phil reached around and pinched one of her nipples very hard. “I love my house…oh that’s good…and the garden.”

“Yes, you have a lovely garden. I said to Paul as we walked up the path, this is a lovely garden. That’s what I said, didn’t I Paul?”

“You did, you did say that. A lovely garden.” Paul replied with an innocent smile, trying not to look around at all the action surrounding them.

“It’s so convenient for the shops,” Kylie continued. “and the local bus services are marvellous.”

“Yes, yes they…aarrgghhh.” Sonia replied ending the sentence with a long shout as Phil spanked her arse cheeks with one hand while pulling her head back by her hair with the other.

I looked at the monitor and watched Kelly pull away from Clive and approach Paul while Simon pulled out from Katy to be replaced by Clive while still sucking Jim. Simon stood behind Kylie and ran his hands over her arse as she continued talking. Stacey must have moved around the back of the sofa behind Phil and Sonia as the monitor now showed forward and back views on Kylie as she spoke, the static cameras not showing either James or Stacey

“…and I have noticed that there is a Waitrose in Dorking. I love Waitrose. Do you shop there?”

Sonia couldn’t answer as, from the look of her face and the way she was starting to pant faster, I knew she was about to cum. She just nodded fast as an answer. Simon reached around Kylie and started to grope her breasts before undoing her blouse and opening it wide. Kylie’s young, firm tits being released as she wore no bra. Simon squeezed them and gently pinched the nipples but she didn’t react. She carried on talking as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

“…they have the most marvellous patisserie. Their cream buns are just scrumptious. Do you ever buy their seafood? It’s a bit pricey but, oh so worth it.”

Kelly knelt in front of Paul, unzipped his jeans and was now slowly stroking his released cock up and down, Paul getting harder and bigger with each movement. She leaned forward and took the head in her mouth and started to slowly suck him, taking him further into her mouth with each movement.

Simon slowly removed Kylie’s blouse leaving her topless and then moved his hands down and unzipped her skirt allowing it to drop to the floor. She was stood in a small G-string, still ignoring the action put upon her as she continued to merrily chat away to Sonia.

“The local butchers looks fantastic; such a range of meat and I like a lot of meat, can’t get enough sometimes, isn’t that right Paul?” she said turning and smiling at Paul who had shut his eyes in pleasure at the feel of Kelly’s lips and tongue as they rubbed up and down his cock.

“Yes,” he replied letting out a little gasp. “You can’t get enough it. You love a lot of meat. Ahh…” He put his hands down and held Kelly’s head as he began to fuck her mouth, pulling her tight on to him so his entire cock length was in her mouth and, I don’t doubt, brushing her tonsils. He moved back and forth swiftly, his length easily sliding in and out.

Simon peeled Kylie’s G-string down and around her ankles and threw it over the back of the sofa. He bent her forward, parted her arse cheeks with both hands and proceeded to rim her as she still continued chatting to Sonia.

“I’ve registered with the local milkman. It’s so nice that you can get your milk, eggs and cream delivered without having to go out to the…oh, oh fuck that’s good…” Simon had entered two fingers deep into her pussy and was probing in and out while still running his tongue around and in and out of her arsehole. “shops…and he delivers….bread…and orange juice and…ahhh.”

Simon had stood up and slowly slid his large cock deep into her pussy and, holding on to her hips, fucked her hard and fast; his entire length burying itself into her. She held on to the sofa cushion for support and I could see that she was still trying to speak but, with the large and long cock pumping in and out of her, she struggled.

“…butter…ham…ahhh…ahh…” she gave up and let herself enjoy the fucking. She panted as Simon fucked her hard, her face now close to Sonia’s who leaned forward and kissed her, their tongues meeting and rubbing outside of their parted lips.

I looked at the other scenes on the monitor and hadn’t noticed that Paul was now undressed and fucking Kelly on the floor, her ankles around his head as he used long, slow strokes to fill her pussy with his very hard cock. For a moment I wondered if he had bothered to take Viagra but brushed the thought away. He was young and full of that glorious Testosterone. Lucky chap.

No more words were spoken by anyone. James and Stacey moved around the walls zooming in on individual activities while the static camera’s picked up the wide shots of the orgy. Mike came back through the kitchen door, poured a coffee and asked,

“How’s everyone doing?”

“Just fine,” I answered holding my cup out for a refill. Mike filled it and Cheryl’s as she held out hers.

“Patty’s doing a great job,” Cheryl said. “She certainly has a talent for this sort of thing.”

“It’s one of her strengths. She enjoys writing ***********s and stage direction and, once she gets her teeth into something, there’s no stopping her. She hit the keyboard hard last night and was not to be disturbed for anything.”

“So, all of this is from her? You didn’t contribute any ideas or suggestions?”

“Nope, it’s all her.” Mike took a sip of his coffee and watched the action on the monitor, the noises of sex coming through the speakers loud and clear.

“It’s a shame she didn’t write a part for either of you.” Cheryl said before taking a sip of her coffee. “She looks so fucking hot dressed as she is.” Mike gave a small chuckle and replied,

“There was no way that was going to happen. She’s not let me anywhere near her for a long time now so there’s no way anyone else would get close to her. Besides, although you’re all lovely people and obviously in the swinging community, we’re not. It’s just not us. We got together when we were barely out of our teens. I’ve only been with one woman before I met Patty. I was Patty’s first and only. She’s never had sex with anyone apart from me.”

Cheryl gently nudged me under the table. I knew what the nudge meant but didn’t react. Patty may not have had sex with another man, but another woman is a completely different kettle of fish.

“Where does she get such a vivid imagination from then?” I asked picking up a copy of the *********** and going through to the back pages where the individual scenes of anal, DP, fisting and Watersports were clearly and professionally written with detailed de***********ions. Mike put his empty coffee cup on the table and replied,

“When we first got married sex was good, but vanilla, a bit straightforward. Some foreplay then missionary and that was it. She was quite innocent when we got together, not having any experience with different men who could have taught her a thing or two. She grew up in rural Sussex, attended private school and had quite a closeted upbringing. In all the time we’ve been together she’s enjoyed sex but always seemed unsatisfied. I think my own lack of experience showed as I never knew how to give her a proper orgasm. She used to fake her orgasms and I never knew, I thought I was doing a great job but one night after a couple of bottles of wine, she confessed to me that she had never had a proper orgasm. She said she loved me and wanted me to always be happy, but she felt like there was something missing on her part.”

Mike sat down on a bar stool next to me and Cheryl and looked at the monitor where we caught a glimpse of Patty walking around the wall of the lounge, *********** and pencil in hand, watching the various sex going on before her.

“So, I suggested that we get some advice on how to improve our sex life. We could have gone for counselling but instead we started to watch a lot of porn together. We started with the one man-one woman films. We watched the techniques used and started to bring them into the bedroom with us. I will never forget her first orgasm from me going down on her. She squirted and was really apologetic afterwards since my face had got covered. I told her she could squirt as much as she liked as long as she was happy. She started to give me blow jobs and really enjoyed her first taste of cum. This was on the proviso that I satisfied her in kind straight afterwards. Her blow jobs were amazing and progressed to me cumming over her face, shooting into her open mouth, on her tits and down her arse crack. She got a real kick out of being covered in cum.”

“We then then progressed to watching threesomes, then group orgies. A lot of what we saw surprised Patty. She had never heard of anal sex before and the first time we saw it done, she sat there wide-eyed in shock. She was apprehensive about trying it when I put the suggestion forward but agreed to try it, providing that, if she didn’t like it, then it wouldn’t be done nor mentioned about again.”

Mike went quiet for a moment which prompted Cheryl to ask,

“What happened?”

“Well, first time around wasn’t a success. She had a scented bath and try to get relaxed but I think the anxiety and apprehension of what we were about to try may have affected the outcome. She got on the bed on her hands and knees and I gently started to lube her arse with my little finger. She was so tense and I could feel her tension from the tightness as I pushed my finger further in. I was just as nervous, this was all new to me and I wasn’t sure if I was doing it right, I just followed what I had seen on film. I asked her if she wanted me to stop but she insisted on seeing it through. After a few minutes and more lube I lined my cock to her arse, parted her cheeks with my hands and pressed the head against her hole. I had to push really hard as she was tensed up so much but eventually I got the head of my cock in. She let out a small scream, pushed her face down in top the pillow and screamed a bit more. I stopped to let her recover and then pushed in a couple more inches. She threw her head back, screamed, ‘no, no, that’s enough, no more.’ So I pulled out and lay on the bed next to her. She had a few tears and said it was more painful than she imagined it would be so I said we wouldn’t try again and we didn’t. Well, not for a few more days anyway.”

“About a week later we were watching a threesome video of a girl getting girl getting fucked in the arse while blowing another guy. Patty had been silently watching while necking a bottle of wine and then said out of the blue, ‘I want to try again.’ So, another bath followed and then she was on her hands and knees again. It was probably the wine that helped her to relax this time. We went very slowly at first with plenty of lube and when she let out a yelp, I thought she would stop, but she insisted on seeing it through. Eventually, I was able to fully enter her and, boy, did she did enjoy it”

“I fucked her arse slowly at first before picking up a bit of speed and rhythm as the lube worked its way deeper into her. She loved it and I mean really loved it. In all the time I’ve known her, I’ve never heard her swear except on that one occasion when she shouted, ‘Fuck my arse, fuck it, fuck it.’ She had an anal orgasm and squirted when I came in her. I remember how her whole body shuddered with the orgasm before she collapsed on the bed. She laid there for ages, her body jerking and shaking for the next half hour as she recovered from having such an orgasm. After that evening, it became a regular part of our love making. Once, maybe twice a week I would hear the bath running and I knew what we would be doing shortly afterwards. Good times.”

Mike went quiet and looked thoughtful for a few moments before continuing.

“We experimented with a few other things after that, all of which we had seen done on film; some successful, some not. Double penetration was a winner with the use of a vibrator in the place of another man’s cock. Rimming was also a winner for her. She got a real kick of feeling my tongue around and in her arse. Fisting was a no-go from the start, even watching it on screen scared her but, strangely, Watersports was mildly successful.”

“Really?” I said, genuinely amazed that someone as well-spoken as Patty would consider such an action.

“Oh yes,” Mike replied casually. “She got a real kick out of squatting over me and then letting go of a bladder load and always smiled as I pissed over her face and into her mouth. It turned her on in a big way. For a few years sex was great. There was only one subject that we never bought up in conversation and that was introducing another person. It was an unwritten and unspoken rule between us. I never mentioned it and neither did she.”

Mike went quiet again and then said,

“And then, about a year ago, it all came to a sudden halt. She wouldn’t let me near her. I tried playing the porn films but she said she wasn’t interested and wanted to see gardeners World instead. I asked her what was wrong and she always replied that nothing was wrong, she just wasn’t in the mood. I’ve now got used to it and have stopped trying. I barely get a single kiss from her now. Subsequently, you met me in the peep show and, thanks to yourself and Jay, I’ve actually had some sex, although the guilt will always be there hovering over me.”

Mike looked down and both me and Cheryl could see he was clearly upset.

“I love Patty.” He said quietly. “and I never wanted to cheat on her. I just want my old Patty back, even just for sofa cuddles and the odd kiss but somewhere down the line, I seemed to have lost her.”

I felt sorry for him. He was married to the love of his life and the spark had gone. I knew why, Cheryl knew why but we couldn’t tell him. All I could do was pat him on the shoulder saying, “You’ll be okay, mate.”

Cheryl stood up, walked around me, pulled him to his feet and, despite still being naked, hugged him.

“It will be okay, Mike. I’m sure she’ll come around one day and if she doesn’t, call me. I’ll fuck you.” She gave a little laugh as she said this, trying to lighten his mood.

“Thanks,” he laughed, letting go of her and turning back to the monitor trying to hide watering in his eyes that had started to become evident. “I hope this is just a phase she’s going through. Maybe directing this film will help?”

“Maybe,” I said and then pointed to the monitor. “Hang on, somethings not right. Patty doesn’t look too happy.”

Patty was walking around the couples in the room having clearly cut the action and was trying to address all of them as she did so. Clive and Jim had stood up and were helping Katy to her feet. A close inspection showed cum dribbling off her chin and judging by the way she was wiping between her legs, it seemed that she had received another load in her pussy. I turned the volume up and heard both Clive and Jim apologising to Patty.

“I know you’re sorry,” Patty said to them both. “but you should have given some warning. We haven’t got the cum shots now. You were both meant to DP Katy and cum in her that way. Now the continuity is going to be out.” Patty scribbled on her *********** as Katy, Clive and Jim left the room

“Oh crap,” Mike said looking concerned. “She’s not going to be happy now.” We watched the monitor as Chris wandered around the room snapping polaroid pictures before giving the thumbs up and everyone broke away from their respective partners and stood up to stretch their legs before leaving the room and I heard the doors shut on the different toilets and bathrooms set around the house. Katy came through to us still wiping cum from her chin and licking it off her fingers.

“Oops,” she said to us with a little grin. “The guys came together and didn’t have time to let out a warning. James said he got some great film of me getting fucked at both ends but the hand-held’s were elsewhere when the guys came. The cum shots were completely missed.”

Cheryl held her arms open and Katy snuggled in for a hug. “You still had a great time though, didn’t you?”

“Oh yes,” Katy replied. “But as soon as everyone’s used the loo’s, I’m going to jump in the shower. My legs are aching also from all that kneeling. In a way, I’m glad they came when they did as I was getting tired.”

Clive and Jim came in sheepishly grinning.

“We fucked up,” Jim said to us as Clive poured them both a coffee. “I was just in the flow of things and suddenly it was there. I didn’t have time to shout anything apart.”

“Me neither,” said Clive before taking a bite from a sausage roll. “It’s all your fault, Katy. You are a fantastic fuck!” Katy gave a little bow and replied with a grin on her face,

“Thank you, I aim to please.”

The room soon filled up as everyone came in for coffee and nibbles. Jay came over, put the strap-on on the kitchen counter and put her arms around my neck. “Enjoying the show?” she asked giving me a quick kiss.

“Definitely,” I replied. “How’s Patty? Angry?”

“Not happy,” said Sue as she approached and poured a coffee. “She wanted all the cum shots at the end and has just missed two. The guys will have to go again or it will mess up all the ‘continuity’ as she put it.”

“That won’t happen,” Clive chipped in. “I’m done, too hot and really need a shower.”

“And me,” Jim added. “I’m all fucked out. There’s no way I can go again today.”

“Share a shower?” Katy asked Clive and Jim. “The one upstairs is massive.” Both men nodded, downed their coffee’s and the three of them left to go and freshen up.

Mike watched the monitor and looked concerned as he watched a clearly irate Patty speak to James, Stacey and Chris.

“I’d better go and see if she’s alright.” Mike left the kitchen and Cheryl, Jay and I watched him on the monitor as he approached Patty and spoke to her. James, Stacey and Chris left them alone and came into the kitchen. The static camera’s showed them in conversation and a turn of the volume on the speakers revealed their conversation. The kitchen went silent as everyone watched and listened to the conversation in the lounge

“I’m not sure what I’m going to do,” Patty said to Mike. “It could throw everything out if I don’t get the cum shots. There’s eight men so there needs to be eight cum shots. Steve’s done already but we got that. That leaves seven but we’ve just lost two. Anyone watching this will know how many men there are and will be expecting to see eight cum shots. Oh bother!”

“It will be okay,” Mike said as he tried to put his arm around to comfort her to which she pulled away sharply from. Her body language clearly showing her agitation. I looked around the kitchen and the expression on everyone’s faces showed that they had noticed the rebuff.

“Will it?” she asked scribbling through the *********** in her hand and walking around the room. “I need two extra cum shots. If Clive and Jim can’t do it then where will I find them genius?”

Mike ignored the sarcasm and replied,

“Chris. He can be one. We just need Katy on her knees facing camera, just showing the cock cumming on her, not the owners face.”

“I’m definitely up for that.” said a surprised Chris who was leaning back on the wall behind us and clearly heard the suggestion through the speaker. Everyone turned and looked at him and he gave us a thumbs up with a big smile on his face. We laughed and turned back to the monitor.

“Maybe get Clive and Jim to have some close up’s of their ‘cum face’ to be edited in?” Mike suggested as Patty continued pacing around the lounge

Patty stopped pacing around, looked at her *********** and nodded. “Okay, that will work if they’re all happy to do it. What about the other vaginal cum shot? We’re short of men.”

Mike went silent and said something so quiet that the camera microphone didn’t pick it up. Cheryl, Jay and I leaned closer to the speaker but still couldn’t hear what he was saying, although we heard Patty’s reply loud and clear.

“Are you out of your mind?” she said sternly, crossing her arms and facing him

“It’s just a suggestion. It will solve your problem.”

Patty didn’t reply. Instead she turned and walked out of the room and headed to us in the kitchen. I quickly turned the volume down and, along with Cheryl and Jay, got a conversation going as if we hadn’t been watching them on the monitor.

Patty came in followed by a sullen Mike and poured herself a coffee. She took a couple of sips then said to the group in a stern voice,

“Ten minutes everyone then we’ll move on to the individual scenes. Jay, you’re first with DP, DVP and then double anal. Still happy to go ahead?”

“Yep, Sure am. I’ll get lubed up beforehand.”

“Good idea,” Patty said and took another sip of coffee. “I’ve got Keith and Simon doing the honours and that will be followed by the cum shots. I’ve got both men cumming on your face, is that okay?”

“No problem,” Jay replied and left the room to get ready. Patty turned back to the rest of the group and said,

“While that is happening you’re all to continue with your respective activities. Any free woman can ‘lez it up’ in the background.”

I looked at Mike who was wide-eyed in surprise at Patty’s statement. ‘Lez it up’ was obviously an expression he had never heard her use before. The group finished their drinks and nibbles before moving back into the lounge leaving Mike, Cheryl and I sat in front of the monitor. I turned the volume back up so we could hear the next part of filming

The women got into the previous positions, including Jay who had tied the strap-on back to her and was lowering herself on to a willing Sara. Simon, Keith, Phil, Manus and Paul were stood in front of the sofa receiving blow jobs from Sue, Mary, Kylie, Sonia and Kelly. Once hard, which didn’t take long, they all resumed their positions and very slowly, continued fucking.

Patty moved to the side wall and behind a static camera.

“ACTION!” she shouted and the fucking resumed at the regular pace.

“I hope you don’t mind?” I said to Mike. “We weren’t eavesdropping but we saw you speaking to Patty on the monitor. We heard your suggestion about Chris but couldn’t hear what you said to her which got her irate. What did you say that upset her?”

Mike poured a coffee from the freshly made pot and sighed.

“I suggested that, for the purpose of the extra vaginal cum shot, and since Katy is too tired to carry on, that we do a very close up shot of me fucking Patty and cumming in her. No faces, just a close up of me in her then the cum shot. You obviously heard her answer.”

“Yeah,” I said. “Sorry, mate.”

“It’s fine. Don’t worry about it. I should have kept my gob shut. Now she’s pissed off with me for daring to suggest such a thing. I’ll keep quiet in future.”

Mike went silent, sat down on the bar stool next to me and the three of us went back to watching the action on the screen. After about a minute we watched as Keith and Simon stood up and approached Jay who also stood up from Sara and removed the strap-on from around her waist. Both men took turns kissing her before Simon laid on his back on the floor and indicated for Jay to mount him. Both hand-held cameras were on Jay, one in front and one behind hidden from the from by a discrete angle. Jay lowered herself and her pussy eagerly swallowed up Simons immense length, her mouth opening in exaggerated surprise at the length. Simon leaned forward and gently bit on both nipples before sucking each one hard causing them to harden and redden

Keith knelt behind Simon and moved forward directing his cock at Jay’s cock-filled pussy. From the perfect camera angle, we got a close up view of his cock helmet slowly pushing into her pussy alongside Simon’s.

“FUCK!” Jay shouted as her pussy stretched to accommodate both cocks. She looked just over the front camera and her eyes widened as Keith’s cock fully slid in. The rear camera showed both cocks in her up to their balls. Keith slowly began to move back and forth which bought little yelps from Jay as her engulfed pussy took the width of two large cocks. He sped his pace up, but not too fast. Just enough to cause Jay to shut her eyes and moan out loud. This continued for about a minute before he pulled out and lined his cock to Jay’s arsehole which glistened slightly with the freshly applied lube. The camera got a great close up of his helmet pushing slowly against her hole and then easily sliding in with no hesitation. In one swift movement he sunk his entire length into her which made her shout, “OH FUCK, YES!” before smiling for the camera’s benefit.

Keith pushed in and fucked her arse slowly before speeding up in conjunction with Simon who had gripped Jay’s hips and was thrusting up, in and out of her pussy.

“OH FUCK, OH FUCK!” Jay exclaimed as both cocks fucked her, her eyes remaining wide-eyed with the sensation.

Keith then stopped and pulled out of Jay as she lifted herself off Simon’s cock.

“CUT.” Patty shouted before coming into view and kneeling down to speak to Jay. “Ready for this?” Jay nodded and was handed a small bottle from Sara who was sat nearby with Mary’s face firmly stuck in her pussy. Jay unscrewed the cap and took two deep sniffs from the bottle in each nostril.

“Poppers,” Cheryl remarked to me and Mike. “That will get her arse open for both cocks.”

Patty moved out of shot then shouted, “ACTION.”

Jay reached down and gripped Simon’s cock and lined the helmet to her arsehole. She pushed herself down and slowly guided it in her arsehole before leaning forward on her elbows, keeping her arse slightly lifted up. Keith knelt down and guided his cock to the already filled hole and began to push his cock alongside and above Simon’s helmet. At first there was some resistance before it suddenly slid in next to Simons. Jay let out a shout but didn’t try to stop both men as together they pushed and both cocks slid gently and slowly into her arse.

Her mouth was open and eyes opened very wide as her arse was completely filled. I could see her hands gripping hard on to the rug by Simon’s head, the knuckles on her fingers turning white. Simon moved upwards into her as Keith began pushing his slowly cock in and out alongside tight on Simon’s cock.

“Good girl,” Cheryl said leaning closer to the monitor and looking at the view from all four camera angles. “I reckon that if they speed it up a bit and get her loose, she could take a fist up there.”

I instantly created a vision in my head of Jay on her hands and knees taking a fist up her arse. Would it be something she would consider? Doubtful, but then a week ago she would never had considered having a cock in her arse, let alone two.

Keith had sped up a bit and was now holding on to Jay’s shoulders as he fucked her arse. Simon had hold of her hips and guiding her up and down on him, making sure he didn’t fall out. The hand-held camera’s got close-ups of the reaction on Jay’s face and off the action in her arse in crystal clear clarity. It looked amazing. Both men were now fucking her with a fast rhythm, causing Jay to pant and moan loud. “FUCK!” she suddenly shouted. “FUCK, FUCK, I’M CUMMING!”

The camera behind her zoomed in just as she screamed and a jet of her ejaculate shot out of her pussy, soaking Simon’s legs and dripping on the rug. Jay’s body shook and she went quiet, holding her breath as the orgasm ran through her body before gasping out and letting her body go loose and falling down on Simon.

I saw Simon look off camera and give a slight nod which was shortly followed by Patty shouting, “CUT.”

“I’m ready, Patty.” He said as Keith nodded and added, “And me.”

“Jay, are you okay?” Patty asked kneeling next to Jay and putting her arm around her shoulders.

“Yes…I’m okay,” Jay replied quietly.

“Are you ready for a facial? The guys are and, if you’re still alright to do it, I’d rather get it done now to catch the moment.” Jay looked up at Patty and through watering eyes said, “Yes, let’s do it.”

Patty stood up and said to the three of them. “Right. We will start rolling again and both you guys announce that you’re going to cum then, gently, very gently, pull out of Jay. Jay, you kneel on the floor then both guys will masturbate and cum over your face. Ready?”

Jay nodded and I saw a tear trickle down her cheek; not through pain or upset, but by the shattering orgasm that had just smashed through her. Patty stepped out of view then shouted, “ACTION.”

Simon and Keith started to fuck Jay’s arse again and she began moaning and gasping with each thrust.

“I’m gonna cum!” announced Simon which was immediately followed by Keith saying, “And me.” Keith gently pulled his cock out of Jay and stood up. Jay lifted herself slowly off Simon then knelt on the floor as Simon stood and joined Keith standing over her, both men wanking hard. Both hand-held camera’s zoomed in from two angles on Jay’s smiling face. She opened her mouth as Keith let out a “yes,” and began shooting cum over her nose and cheeks before guiding the head to her mouth and inviting tongue. She kept her mouth open and caught a large wad of his thick cum on her tongue, not swallowing, just letting it pool as it trickled over her tongue and into her mouth.

Simon put his hand on the back of Jay’s head and moved her close to his cock then let out several jets of cum that went on her hair and forehead before also guiding his cock to her mouth and releasing shot after shot of thick cum directly into her mouth, joining the cum already sitting on her tongue. He slowly wanked the last drop out and stepped back. Jay looked directly at the camera and showed the large pool of cum sitting in her tongue before closing her mouth and taking an exaggerated gulp as she swallowed the entire load. She opened her mouth to the camera showing it empty then used her fingers to wipe the remaining cum down from the various parts of her face and into her mouth and again she swallowed.

Simon and Keith held their hands out and lifted Jay to her feet. Hand in hand the camera followed them as they walked out of the room which was followed by Patty shouting, “CUT!”

Jay came back into the room followed by Simon and Keith to a round of applause from the remaining group. She smiled and gave a little bow as the clapping continued.

“Wow!” Sara said looking up at Jay from where she was lying on the floor with Mary’s fingers in her pussy. “That was amazing.”

“Thank you,” Jay said bowing again. “I couldn’t have done it without the poppers. Although I do feel very stretched now and a bit sore.”

“Shower?” Keith asked her with Simon nodding behind him in the doorway.

“Definitely,” Jay replied. “Good luck everyone,” she said waving and left the room hand in hand with Simon and Keith.

I looked through the doorway to the hall and saw Jay being led to the downstairs shower. She saw me and winked as they passed. I waved back knowing that she had just had her last sexual adventure.

Patty came into view on the monitor holding her *********** and said,

“Okay. It’s time to swap around for the remaining anal scene and fisting scenes. We will finish with Watersports upstairs. James, have you checked the lighting up there?”

“Yes, it’s well-lit if we keep the blinds fully open. I can film through the door and Stacey can film through the glass but don’t run the shower. Any steam will ruin the shots.”

Everyone nodded as Patty ran a pencil through the completed sections of her ***********.

“When we start again I want everyone to swap around. You can keep this as natural as you want and we will keep the camera’s running continuously, although, don’t forget, if you are going to cum, please let us know.”

Nods and the odd, ‘no problem,’ was said as Patty stepped out of shot.

“ACTION.” She shouted and the fucking continued. Mary had managed four fingers in Sara who was moaning very loud, which came to the attention of Stacey with the hand-held camera. The shot from her camera moved at floor level around the sofa and zoomed in just as Mary slipped a thumb alongside the fingers already in Sara and, with a small push, her hand slipped in bunched into a fist. Sara yelled out loud and dug her heels into the rug as Mary slowly fisted her, back and forth an inch at a time with a slight twist of her wrist. The shot looked great on the screen along with an overhead shot directly down on Sara’s face from James with his camera.

James was clearly in the shot of both static camera’s but I knew he could cut this with editing. Sara griped hold of Mary’s wrist and guided her a little further into her, deeper and deeper. After the wrist had gone in a further six inches Mary stopped and twisted back and forth again. Sara’s face contorted and she lifted her arse off the floor, her lower body now only supported by her heels and Mary’s arm, very deep in her pussy.

“I’m….I’m…” Sara started to shout but Stacey had got the hint. She moved her camera very close alongside Mary’s arm and got a close up zoom just as Sara’s legs shook and a warm stream of her ejaculate shot out along Mary’s arm and onto the camera lens. Sara’s body shook violently and she screamed out loud, the orgasm hitting every nerve cell in her body. She went silent and threw her head back, eyes tightly shut and let out a big gasp as the orgasm began to subside. She lowered her arse gently down onto the floor and lay back panting fast and deeply to get her breath back, her legs wide open with Mary’s arm no longer moving inside her.

Mary slowly and gently started to remove her wrist out of Sara’s pussy. Her thumb slowly appeared and then the remaining fingers, shining and glistening with the odd drip of Sara’s cum. She bought her hand up to her mouth and licked each finger clean and ran her tongue up and down her wrist to catch each drop. She stood up and offered her hand to Sara who took it and allowed herself to be pulled to her feet, her legs shaking as Mary put her arm around her and led her out of the room.

“CUT.” Shouted Patty who then came into view as she stepped into the middle of the room, scribbling again on her ***********. “That was…great.” She said and started to clap as Sara and Mary came back into the room, Sara still be supported by Mary. Everyone, apart from Stacey who was wiping the camera lens, joined in with the clapping, including Mike, Cheryl and I watching the monitor in the kitchen.

“Wow!” Patty said. “It’s amazing what the body can take. Are you okay, Sara?”

Sara nodded and panted, “Yes, I’m okay. I’ve been fisted many, many times before. I’m just a little ‘weak at the knee’s’ as you Brits say. I’m sorry though, that’s me done for today. I’m all shagged out.”

“That’s okay,” Patty replied writing on her ***********. “Go and get yourself a drink and sit down for a bit.” Patty turned back to Sue, Kelly, Kylie, Sonia, Phil, Paul and Manus, the last remaining group. “We are going to have to skip the Watersports as we only have Manus remaining whose name was down on the list, unless anyone wants to volunteer?”

Everyone looked at one another, waiting for a reaction but no one put their hand up. “Okay,” Patty said and scribbled through an entire section of her ***********.

“I’ll do it.” The group all looked with surprise at Sonia who made the comment from where she was still bent over the sofa with Phil’s large cock inside her.

“Sure?” Patty asked.

“Yes, at least I think I am. This has become a day for firsts so, why not. Manus can piss on me. Do I piss on Manus also?”

“If you want to and if Manus is okay with that?” Manus nodded and gave a thumbs up from where he knelt behind Sue, his cock going slowly in and out of her to stay hard.

“And I would like to try anal.” Sonia said as she slowly moved her body back and forth on Phil’s cock. This was a surprise to everyone since this was not on Sonia’s agenda.

“Okay,” Patty said writing in her *********** again. “Anyone else?” Five pairs of hands went in the air at the answer to her question, Sue declining. Patty walked around looking at the room and stepped back slowly against the wall facing the sofa. She beckoned Stacey over and asked her to point the camera at the sofa. As she did so, Patty leaned her face close to Stacey’s as they both looked at the screen. Their faces were touching cheek to cheek as they both looked at the small screen and, for a brief moment, I saw Patty put her arm around Stacey’s waist and move down to rub her arse before removing her hand as quick as it had appeared. Mike was reaching for a sausage roll at the time and missed this brief, but telling, encounter. Cheryl nudged me under the counter-she had noticed it too.

Patty moved forward to the centre of the room and addressed the remaining group.

“Okay, let’s make this look natural. Sonia, Kelly and Kylie will move and kneel on the sofa with their legs open wide and hands over the back cushions. Manus will rim Kelly; Paul will rim Sonia and Phil will rim Kylie. We’ll use both hand-held’s for these shots. Sue, I need you to move around playing with each girls nipples until I give you a signal off camera to kiss Sonia. Guys, when she does this I need you all to stand and, all at the same time in conjunction with each other, you will enter the girls and commence having anal sex. Is that okay for everyone?” More nods answered her. “Good. I suggest we take a quick break for the ladies to ready themselves.”

At that the group stood up and stretched before the three woman headed out together to, presumably, get lubed up with the flavoured lube James had provided. I saw Patty approach Sue and say something to her which was answered with nods and a big smile. I stood and stretched my own legs while Manus, Paul and Phil came into the kitchen and were handed cups of coffee by Mike who then proceeded to make a fresh pot.

Phil came over and kissed Cheryl and they hugged for a few seconds. “You get to fuck the housekeeper you lucky swine.” Cheryl said with a grin.

“If you want to come back in and have a turn with her, be my guest. I’m sure Patty won’t mind.” He replied letting her go and grabbing a sandwich.

“No, I’m knackered.” She replied. “Another time. Maybe on our next London trip.”

“She may not be working at the hotel once she sells the paintings.” Added Manus leaning on the counter, coffee cup in hand.

“Oh, that’s right.” Cheryl said. “I had clean forgotten about the paintings. She is going to be one very rich young lady and good luck to her, she deserves it.”

Manus nodded and took a sip of his coffee. “Finding a buyer in the Netherlands will be easy. Let’s hope her step-dad never finds out.”

“What if he notices that the paintings have changed? What will happen to Sonia?” Phil asked with a look of concern on his face.

“I intend on leaving him,” said Sonia having entered the kitchen and catching the end of our conversation. “Today has shown me that there is more to life than gardening and being a stay at home housewife. I have my own money and can move out whenever I want. My two are moving out in the next couple of days so I think I’ll do the same. Then, if he does notice that the pictures have changed, tough.”

Cheryl stood and hugged her, giving her a brief kiss on her lips. “Good for you and if you need anything, then you know who to call. You’ve made quite a few new friends today who will give you all the help and support you’ll need.”

Sonia hugged Cheryl back and they stayed like that for a few moments until we heard Patty shout from the lounge, “Two minutes people.”

The kitchen emptied of people leaving Cheryl, Mike and I. I sat back down on the bar stool facing the monitor and Cheryl took the seat next to me, her hand resting on my thigh, tantalising close to my cock which, judging by a slight twitch, was surprisingly starting to recover from its earlier exertion. Mike resumed his seat to the other side of me so we all had a good view of the upcoming action on the screen.

Katy entered the kitchen wrapped in a towel while drying her hair with another followed by Clive and Jim who had got dried and dressed following their showers.

“Have we missed much?” Jim asked pouring the three of them a coffee.

“Jay getting DVP followed by double anal and a facial finish.” I said casually describing my own wife’s sexual antics.

“Fuck,” remarked Jim as the three of them sat on bar stools behind us to watch the monitor. “I would have loved to have seen that.”

“The DVD and blue-ray special edition directors cut will be in your favourite Dutch porn shop within the next two months,” joked Mike which bought a laugh from us all.

On the screen we watched Patty giving final instructions to the girls as they resumed their previous positions in line with the polaroid’s being held by Chris who directed them. Stacey was on her knees again in front of Manus, Phil and Paul; camera in one hand, a cock in the other while she alternately sucked the other two. Each cock growing quickly hard at her hand and mouth skills. Each man then moved back to the woman they were fucking before the break and commenced slowly sliding in and out waiting for Patty to shut…

“ACTION.” The men sped their pace up as if the break hadn’t happened. They then stopped, pulled out and let the girls stand and move to the sofa. They knelt close next to each other facing the back of the sofa with their legs wide open and their elbows leaning on the back cushions, their breasts showing clearly hanging down with erect and hard nipples. The three men knelt on the floor, parted the arse cheeks wide of their respective partner and began to run their tongues up and down the arseholes, pushing the tips in and out, allowing the hand-held cameras either end to catch the action close up. Sue moved to the back of the sofa and reached down to play with their breasts; stroking and pinching them and keeping them red and fully erect. She then reached down behind the sofa and picked up three pairs of nipple clamps, each attached to their partner by a small, thin chain. She leant forward and kissed Kylie while clamping a nipple clamp on to each of Kylie’s nipples. Kylie moaned loudly against Sue’s mouth as each nipple was pinched by the rubber claws. Sue then did the same to Kelly, running her tongue over Kelly’s lips as she placed the clamp on one nipple, then the other. She stuck her tongue out and we got a close up view of Kelly protruding her own tongue to rub around Sue’s, keeping both tongues on full show for the camera. Sue then reached down to Sonia’s large breasts and clamped the first claw onto a nipple. Sonia let out a squeal and shut her eyes tight as the short, sharp pain ran though her before opening them and nodding to Sue to attach its partner. Sue clamped the other onto the other nipple and Sonia squealed again but this time followed it with a smile. Her body was still moving back and forth as Paul pulled her gently back and forth to allow his tongue to probe her arsehole and enter the tip into her and the two elements of pain and pleasure was showing by the pleading look on her face.

On the static camera view facing the back of the girls I saw Sue discretely reach down and pass the bottle of poppers to Kylie who took a sniff in each nostril before handing it back to be passed to Kelly who did the same. Sue passed it to Sonia who, having watched both girls inhale the vapour deeply, copied their actions and passed it back to Sue who put the cap on and dropped it out of site. Sue must have got the signal from Patty because she leant down and ran her tongue over Sonia’s lips before pushing it deep into her mouth. Sonia responded to the kiss and I could see the movement of both girls tongues in each other’s mouths as one of the hand-held cameras moved around in front of the three women. The other camera showed each man stand and line up their cock helmets to each girls arsehole. Slowly, they pushed each helmet against the hole, finding resistance at first before slowly stretching and entering a little at a time. The other camera showed each girls facial reaction as a cock slid into their arse. Kelly was giggling and let out a joyful yelp as Manus slid his entire length into her. Kylie had her eyes shut and mouth open, breathing deeply as Phil pushed and slipped in. She gave out a gasp, followed by a ‘fucking yes,’ as the camera showed him slide in completely up to his cock root.

Sonia was wide-eyed as Paul’s cock helmet pushed against her hole and slowly started to stretch her. She let out a yelp, shut her eyes tight and gritted her teeth. At this point I expected her to stop but she took a few deep breaths and allowed Paul to slide his long cock into her virgin arse, an inch at a time. Once he had slid completely in she let out a deep breath and gripped hard onto the back of the sofa. Each man began to slowly move back and forth in unison bring gasps, sighs and little squeals from the three women as their arse were fucked.

Slowly, they fucked the girls in unison, the cameras picking up the close ups of the cocks easily sliding in and out of their arses while the other camera picked up the facial expression which for Kylie and Kelly were smiling and gasping with pleasure while Sonia’s started with shock and then followed suit with Kylie and Kelly. Her apprehension at first now replaced by the feeling of pleasure as Paul’s big, long cock slid deep into her. Each man held on to the hips of their partner and pulled the women back and forth on to them allowing each cock to plunge in completely. They sped the pace up and managed to keep in time with each other’s forward and backward thrust. It was an impressive sight to watch.

They then all stopped at the same time and slowly withdrew their cocks, each girl letting out a deep breath as their arseholes slowly shrunk down to normal size. Paul moved to the other end of the sofa and Phil and Manus moved up one space-or girl. Phil swiftly slid his cock into Sonia which bought out a gasp, Manus slid his into Kylie and Paul into Kelly, both girls gasping as their arse were filled again. All three men resumed their perfectly timed fucking of the three woman’s arses. Each girl giving a different and surprised facial expression at the change of length and width of cock. They picked up the pace again and fucked the girls arse’s quicker, the perfect camera angle easily picking up all three lengths sliding deep in and then out again. This continued for another minute before they all stopped again and moved up one. Manus, who had the biggest cock of all three slid his entire length straight into Sonia’s arse and she let out a gasp, the camera on her face showing her look of surprise as her arse got filled more than she recently encountered.

The three men, again in unison, picked up the pace and fucked faster than they had previously and started to use harder thrusting movements; each girl getting shoved against the back of the sofa with every thrust. Each man slowly pulled almost their entire lengths out before plunging straight into the deepest point causing all three woman to grip hard onto the back of the sofa but none complained as they started to pant, moan and give out yelps as their arses were filled and then almost emptied and then filled again with long, hard and thick cocks.

Mary and Sara came into the kitchen having showered, dried and dressed. They poured a coffee and stood behind us with the others to watch the monitor.

“Nice,” Sara remarked as she watched her husband deeply fucking Sonia’s arse. “She must be loving her first anal.”

“Certainly looks like it,” Mike said. “She’s going to try Watersports after this.”

“Really?” Mary said surprised. “Wow! She really is having a fun day.”

Jay then came into the kitchen still wrapped in a towel but having blow-dried her hair, followed by Simon and Keith, also showered and dried but dressed.

Jay came and put her arms around my neck and gave me a kiss on the cheek. She looked at the monitor and exclaimed, “Fuck! Is that Sonia getting fucked up the arse?”

“Sure is,” I answered, turning my head and getting a proper kiss. “She’s going to try Watersports next.”

“A scene like that would make this film more lucrative in the porn market,” Mike remarked. “I could market this as a great all-rounder with tastes for everyone.”

“It would certainly be that,” said Cheryl before turning to Jay. “Do you want to sit here?”

“No, you stay there. I need to stand for a bit. I’m still a bit sore. I will have a coffee though.” Mike poured and gave her a cupful which she took to the wall behind us and stood leaning against it next to where Katy sat.

On the screen all three men were really fucking each girl hard and fast, hammering into them with each thrust as they pulled out and in, still in unison.

“Do you think they will all cum in unison?” asked Mary as she sat on Keith’s lap after he pulled up a bar stool next to the others behind us.

“That would be impressive.” Cheryl said.

“And a great shot for the film,” added Mike. “a scene like that would make this film a lot more desirable for the marketplace. We could be known as the group who, one day, really did cum together.”

We all laughed at the pun but went silent almost instantly…

…when the doorbell rang.

To be continued in Building a Dream: Part Twenty.

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The happy day for Alison and Desiree has arrived.

The Devil’s Pact
by mypenname3000
edited by Master Ken
Copyright 2014

The Devil’s Pact Side Story: Alison and Desiree Get Married

Note: This takes place in-between Chapters 32 and 33.

Friday, July 12th, 2013 – Alison Hertz – The Wedding

The day of my wedding to my Latin beauty, Desiree, had finally arrived.

After today, I would be Alison de la Fuente. After getting her marriage to Brandon annulled, Desiree went back to her maiden name. It was a far prettier name then Fitzsimmons. Desiree and I spent several nights talking in bed about our new last name. Should one of us take the other’s last name, like a heterosexual couple? Or would we hyphenate. And how did you hyphenate de le Fuente with Hertz? De le Fuente-Hertz or Hertz-de le Fuente? Both sounded ridiculous. In the end, I decided to take Desiree’s last name. De le Fuente was such a beautiful name, far more so than Hertz. Besides, Desiree did the proposing, so I liked to joke that made her the man in our relationship

Butterflies fluttered in my stomach as I walked downstairs, carrying my wedding clothes in a bag. Doubts clouded my mind. You shouldn’t marry her, my subconscious whispered. You should devote yourself to Master one hundred percent. She’s just a distraction. I knew it was just nerves, but these thoughts had been plaguing me since Desiree proposed.

I loved Desiree, and ignored my doubts. She was the greatest woman in the world. I loved Master and Mistress, but it paled compared to the strength of what I felt with Desiree. When we were apart, I missed her, ached for her.

Xiu was waiting at the bottom of the stairs, a happy smile on her cute, Chinese face. She was dressed like me, in a terrycloth robe, her clothes in a bundle slung on her arm. Xiu was my maid of honor. Desiree had choosen Korina to be her maid of honor, or Desiree’s ‘best gal’, as I jokingly called her.

I was happy Xiu chose to stay with Master and Mistress. When Master healed her after the attack, she didn’t hesitate to declare her intention to stay as their slave. Master’s power worked so well it even healed her womb. When Xiu got shot, they had to remove her uterus, and the doctors had been astounded when they found out that it had regrown. Just one more miracle to add to all the others Master and Mistress were performing.

I missed Noel and Fiona and Thamina, but if they didn’t want to be sluts like the rest of us, that was their loss. I also missed Willow, and even Sam, though they just moved up the street. While neither were one of us special sluts anymore, they still served Master and Mistress in their own way. And it was really wild to let Sam fuck you with that cock she could conjure. But the one I really missed was Chasity. The house seemed a little emptier without her enthusiasm.

I felt a tear misting my eye, and I wiped it away. Chasity died protecting Mistress, while I just huddled in the house with the other sluts, too scared to do anything. But not Chasity, she was a warrior woman, a Valkyrie. The memory of her standing up, her blonde hair streaming behind her, as she made that last, desperate attempt to save Mistress, still haunted me. I liked to think Chasity was out there, watching over us in the great beyond, just waiting to appear and save the day at some crucial moment, like that old movie starring Arnold Schwarzenegger. The barbarian one. Dad always loved to watch it and, at the end, Arnold’s girl, who died earlier in the movie, appears in silver armor that shines with its own light, and saves him.

Xiu hooked her arm around mine. “Ohh, I’m so excited,” she said, bouncing on the balls of her feet. Which caused her large breasts to jiggle beneath her robe. Her breasts were as big as my Desiree, but on Xiu’s petite frame they seemed enormous. It was hard to feel sad when you were faced with such huge, swaying melons.

Arm-in-arm, we walked happily to the back of the house and out into the backyard. Sam was there with a few of the bodyguards. I jumped as strawberry-blonde 29 fired at a mannequin. The mannequin was all white and wore no clothes except for a metal necklace around its neck. 29’s round hit the mannequin and it toppled over in a spray of plastic.

“Darn,” Sam muttered. “I thought that would work.”

“Maybe the metals aren’t right?” Candy suggested. When Sam offered to be Master’s Vizier and advise him on magic, Sam’s price was Candy: a beautiful, young woman that dyed her hair half bubblegum-pink, just like me, and the other half cotton-candy blue. She was stretched out naked on a chaise lounge, tanning. She was short, but she had some nice curves that I greatly appreciated.

“Whacha doin’?” I asked Sam.

Her round, olive face was furrowed in thought. “A protection charm,” Sam answered. “There are some vague hints in the Book about enchanting amulets and charms; I’ve been experimenting. If I can get this to work, a simple necklace could give you the same protection as a bulletproof vest.”

“Wow!” Xiu cooed.

“Let’s try the B8 bronze, Candy,” Sam ordered as 29 went and stood up the mannequin.

I tugged on Xiu’s arm. “C’mon, we’ve got to get ready.”

“Sorry,” Xiu smiled apologetically as I led her to the back gate.

I opened it up, and nodded to 19 and 20 who were guarding the rear gate. It was a recent addition. Since the attack and the Miracle, the Church of the Living Gods – as the worshipers of Master and Mistress called themselves – had set up a large tent on the empty lot where our Masters are building their mansion. So it made sense to build the gate. Most of us sluts went to the nightly worship services. They were so much fun! All the worshipers saw us as disciples of their Gods, and treated us like we were royalty.

Plus the worship orgies were a blast!

Desiree and I decided to be married at the Living Church. Daisy Cunningham was going to perform the service. Daisy, and her twin sister Rose, despite being sixteen, had somehow become the heads of the church. They had been preaching Master’s message of free love the loudest, I guess. The tent was on the edge of the empty lot, close to Shaw Road. At the far end of the lot, the foundations for the mansion were being dug. Many of the worshipers volunteered their time in building the mansion, while others donated money or materials.

We passed the Miraclists, one of the names for members of the movement, who bowed at us. Most wore chokers, stainless steel or plastic or leather, and a few had theirs made with gold or silver. The chokers had phrases like: “Faithful” or “Love is the Way” or “My Gods Live,” and a half-a-hundred other phrases. They met most nights of the week, with the most attending the Wednesday night service.

I liked Friday Night worship the best; it was a smaller group. More intimate. Everyone came for Wednesday, of course; that was the day of the Miracle, after all. And on Thursdays, Master and Mistress healed the sick at Good Sam hospital, and the congregation would gather outside to pray. But on Friday, people had plans – excuses not to show up – and since it was the start of the weekend, the orgy often lasted far later into the night.

We passed more and more Miraclists as we approached the large, red tent. It was like a circus tent, rearing up high. Beth Philips was greeting worshipers as they filed in. There was supposed to be a short service, then my wedding. Everyone touched Beth’s belly as they entered. She claimed to be carrying Master’s child. Maybe she was; I remember the day Master fucked her in the bathroom of that car dealership. I was supposed to distract her husband, but he didn’t seem all that interested in me. The rumor was that Beth left him because he couldn’t satisfy her after Master fucked her.

Beth bowed to us, murmuring, “Holy Sluts.”

“Blessed Mother,” I murmured back.

It was amazing how, in the span of a few weeks, the trappings of religion were quickly springing up. ‘Blessed Mother’ was the title of any woman pregnant with Master’s child. Besides Beth, there was Vivian Anders, and Anastasia Milburn was a maybe. She was one of Mark’s jogging sluts, but her child could also be her husband’s. And, of course, Korina, Violet, and April were all carrying Master’s child, but they were ‘Holy Sluts’. Maybe they should be ‘Blessed Holy Mother Sluts’. Xiu looked at me as I giggled. It sounded more like a swear then a title.

“Blessed holy mother sluts!” I laughed, and Xiu’s look became more confused.

Inside the tent, they had made a vestibule out of curtains hanging from PVC pipes. There were a pair of antechambers off the vestibule, on the right and left, while going straight ahead would take you into the main worship pavilion. Xiu and I went into the room on the right to get changed, and to wait for the start of the ceremony. Desiree and Korina should already be in the room on the left.

Violet was waiting for them inside the room, and squealed, “I’m so happy!” The excited girl threw her arms around my face, and kissed me soundly on the lips. I enjoyed my sister-slut’s lips for a minute, before I broke the kiss. It wouldn’t do for us to get carried away.

Our terrycloth robes came off, and Xiu and I were both naked except for our chokers. I admired the curves on Xiu’s petite body: large breasts and dark nipples that were pierced by a silver bar from which dangled pink butterflies on silver chains. I knew from experience just how much she loved for someone to pull hard on those piercings. She practically came when she got them re-pierced. Mark had healed her a little too well after she got shot during the SWAT attack.

I opened my bag, and pulled out my wedding attire, a white merry widow, a type of corset, that cupped my round breasts with lace. The corset was low-cut, leaving my hard nipples – pierced with silver barbells – exposed. I gently rolled up a pair of white fishnet stockings, and hooked the merry widow’s garters to the stocking tops. Then came the white, stiletto heals. I wore no panties – that was against the edicts of the Church – and you could see my shaved cunt, and my tattoo that read, “Cum on in,” above an arrow that pointed down at my pussy.

I sat down in a chair and let Violet apply my makeup while Xiu pulled on a similar merry widow, although hers was a midnight blue. Outside, I could hear one of the Cunningham twins begin the nightly sermon, her soprano voice carrying through the tent. After my makeup was done, I applied a lovely perfume Mistress gave me; a dab on the wrists, behind my ears, and one dab right above my clit, and I was all set.

Violet held a mirror and I smiled. I looked hot. My bubblegum-pink hair fell in loose curls about my shoulders, framing my innocent-looking, teenage face. And the makeup gave me a hungry look which contrasted nicely with my innocent features. I looked like a slutty virgin, particularly in the white merry widow that was both virginal and whorish at the same time.

“You look beautiful,” Master said as he walked in.

I blushed, “Thank you, Master.”

He wore a simple, white shirt with blue, pinstripe lines, and a pair of black slacks. In his hands was a bouquet of red and dark-blue flowers. He handed them to me, and I smiled. He was walking me down the aisle. My father was here tonight, but he understood that a sex-slave should be given away by her Master. Or her Mistress, in Desiree’s case.

“It’s time,” Violet said, stepping back in.

Xiu smiled at me as we stepped out into the vestibule. Across the room, Desiree followed Korina out of the other antechamber and my breath caught. My Latin beauty looked to die for in her white merry widow. Her large, pillowy breasts cradled so perfectly amidst the lace of her bodice, her dark nipples erect and pointing right at me. I found my eyes sliding down her nut-brown skin to her gorgeous legs clad in white stockings, and her shaved pussy in-between sleek thighs. Next to her, Mistress was wearing a dark-blue dress, low-cut to show off her freckled breasts, and with a short skirt so her creamy, delicious thighs were exposed.

Xiu and Korina hooked their arms together and marched slowly down the aisle, reveling in the stares their exposed flesh brought from the congregation. I saw my dad look back, and I smiled shyly at him. Master had easily convinced my dad to let me be a sex-slave, and Dad had been supportive ever since. I fondly remembered the night a few weeks ago when Dad met Desiree for the first time. Master and Mistress were in New York for their Today Show interview, and we went to Dad’s place for dinner.

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Sunday, June 30th, 2013

“This is Desiree,” I greeted Dad when he opened the door. “We’re getting married.”

Dad looked her up and down, and then he smiled and hugged her warmly. “How wonderful!” he exclaimed, and hugged Desiree tightly a second time. “Now I’ll have two daughters!”

My dad was always very supportive of me despite all the trouble I would get into. I had a very active id. There’s a cute boy, my subconscious would whisperer, Why don’t you go suck his cock. I bet his cum would taste delicious! I always listened to the voice; it’s how I met Master.

He’s fucking that girl behind the counter, my subconscious voice had whispered the day I met Master. I had grown wet instantly, watching my future Master fuck Lillian discretely at the cash register. It was so bold to do it right in the middle of Hot Topic. Wouldn’t it be fun to be fucked like that, in front of all these people? It would! My subconscious had never steered me wrong, so I had asked to be ‘trained’, too. Best decision I ever made!

So why did my id have a problem with me marrying Desiree? It’s not like I wasn’t going to fuck other people. It was a symbol of my love. Desiree was the most important person to me. Together we would serve Master and Mistress and share in debauchery.

You should only love Master, my subconscious answered. I chalked my doubts up to fear. Marrying Desiree was a very adult thing to do. Well, I wasn’t going to let fear stop me from having my happiness, so I ignored my id.

“I’m very pleased to meet you, sir,” Desiree giggled, snapping me out of my thoughts, and threw her arms around my father. He was a handsome man, older, with distinguished, gray wings of hair at his temples. The pair looked so sexy together. “Your daughter is very important to me.”

“I never thought Alison would settle down,” Dad grinned. “She’s a wild one. I don’t think she ever had a boyfriend or girlfriend. Just ‘friends’ she would hang-out with.” I didn’t think Dad knew the truth about my ‘friends’. I had a lot of them. Ever since I lost my virginity at sixteen, I had been the biggest slut.

Dad and Desiree got along great, chatting the whole way through dinner. My Dad wasn’t a bad cook, but he was no Desiree; he made a pasta with this garlic and Parmesan sauce. After dinner, we retired to the living room; Desiree snuggled up on one side of Dad, and I took the other.

“So…um…how is it with your Master?” Dad asked, a little flustered as Desiree pressed her large breasts into his arm. She wore a low-cut blouse, and I saw Dad’s eyes kept drifting down her front. I couldn’t blame him; she had a magnificent rack.

“Things are great, Dad,” I purred. “Desiree and I just love being their sluts.”

“Umm, it is so much fun,” cooed Desiree with her sexy, Spanish accent.

“Is he really ‘special.’ You know, like people are saying?”

“Yes,” I answered, softly rubbing my dad’s thigh. “That’s why we’re his sex slaves. That’s why you didn’t have a problem with your teenage daughter submitting to some strange man’s lust. He has powers, Dad. They both do.”

He frowned, “I guess you’re right.” He jumped when my hand started rubbing at his cock. “What’re you doing, pumpkin?”

“Mark’s number one command is to love each other,” I purred. “Desiree and I want to show our love to you, Daddy.” I leaned back, thrusting out my chest, the t-shirt tightly hugging my boobs. “What does it say on my shirt?”

“Daddy’s little slut,” he read. It was the t-shirt I wore when I met Master. It was lucky.

“For tonight, I want that to be true.”

He started to protest, but Desiree captured his mouth with her lips, while I unzipped his pants. His cock was hard, despite his protests, and I bent my head down and sucked it into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the sensitive head, making sure my tongue stud rubbed against his cock. I tasted his salty pre-cum, and felt his dick twitch as he gave in to the pleasure.

It was wonderfully hard, twitching in my mouth. I reveled in the wickedness; this was my father’s cock I sucked. I loved it! Loved him. After Desiree, Master, and Mistress, Dad was the most important person to me. And now I was able show him just how much I loved him.

“That’s your daughter’s mouth sucking your cock,” purred Desiree in his ear. “Doesn’t she have a delicious tongue! I love feeling her tongue stud licking through the folds of my pussy.”

“This is so wrong,” Dad groaned, voice thick with passion.

“Relax, papá,” she cooed. Out of the corner of my eyes I could see that her full, nut-brown tits were freed. “You’ve been staring at my melons all night. Have a taste.”

Listening to my dad suck my fiancee’s tits while I blew his cock spurred me on. I grabbed his balls, massaging them. I wanted his cum so badly. I sucked harder, bobbing my head. I could feel how heavy his balls were; he probably hadn’t cum in days. Weeks. The poor guy. I needed to visit him a lot more often.

“I’m going to cum, Alison!” he shouted. “You have to stop!”

Fuck that! I sucked harder. He erupted, grunting as thick, salty spunk flooded my mouth. I swallowed the first shot and the second, but held his final shot in my mouth. I rose up, and captured Desiree’s lips in a kiss. I snowballed Dad’s cum into her mouth; he stared wide-eyed at us as we swapped his jizz back and forth like the playful sluts we were.

“Thank you, mi Sirenita,” Desiree sighed. “I love you so much.”

Joy always trembled in my heart when she said that. I kissed her again; her lips still salty with Dad’s jizz. Then I looked at my dad, his face all flushed and sweaty, and there was a dazed look in his eye. “Wasn’t that amazing, daddy? I loved your cum!”

“It was,” he whispered. He reached out and touched my face. “You look so much like your mother, pumpkin.”

It took a lot to make me blush—that did it.

“Let’s go to bed,” I said; we grabbed his hands and pulled him to his feet.

His bedroom was pristine. The rest of the house was a bit of a disaster, but dad kept the room cleaned for some reason. Pictures of Mom adorned the room, always smiling beautifully. One picture was taken a few days before my birth. She look radiant, holding her pregnant belly and smiling at the camera. She wore a hospital gown, sitting in a wheelchair.

“She was beautiful,” Desiree whispered, putting her arm around my shoulder.

“This was taken right before she died,” I whispered back. “There was a complication with her pregnancy; she almost lost me. But she held on long enough for me to be born.”

“She loved you a lot,” Dad murmured, putting his arm around my other shoulder, sandwiching me between them.

I turned to Dad. Tears brimmed in his eyes. I kissed him. It was comforting at first. We both were feeling the grief of mother’s absence. Then my ardor grew. I turned, pressing my body against his, wiggling my tongue into his lips. I could feel his lust grow hard against my belly.

“We’re going to rock your world tonight,” I whispered in his ear.

He swallowed and nodded.

We stripped; Dad feasted on our nubile bodies with lustful gaze. Desiree stretched out on the bed; her legs spread, obscenely showing off her shaved, juicy pussy. I crawled between her thighs; the air thick with her spicy-tangy scent. I buried my face in her cunt, and feasted on my love.

“Oh yes!” she purred. “I love your tongue!”

I could feel my dad’s eyes on my ass, so I wiggled it invitingly.

“Isn’t she just gorgeous?” Desiree sighed. “She’s so horny! She needs a cock in her almost every hour of the day!”

I dug my tongue deep into her pussy, gathering as much of her tasty fluids as I could. Then I moved my lips up and engulfed her clit. She gasped, thighs tightening about my head as I nursed her pearl.

“Fuck her, papá!” she gasped. “Make her cum! Feel the embrace of your daughter’s cunt about your cock!”

The bedsprings squeaked as Dad knelt behind me. Strong hands gripped my hips; hard cock nudged my asscheeks. I moaned and trembled in anticipation. Watching Mistress fuck her father had made me so jealous. I wanted to experience that special kind of love with my dad.

His cock nudged my pussy. I burned to feel this depraved, taboo sex. “This is wrong, pumpkin,” he whispered as his dick rubbed up and down on my slippery lips, driving me wild with desire. “You’re my daughter.”

“Incest isn’t wrong anymore,” I answered. “Master says incest is okay. We shouldn’t be tied down by the morals of bygone days. People should be free to love whomever they want. So love me, Daddy.”

His will broke. “My beautiful pumpkin,” he grunted, then slammed into me.

I screamed my passion into Desiree’s cunt as he entered me. He filled me up, my pussy convulsing about him as I came and came and came.

It was as amazing as I had hoped!

“Oh, Alison!” he grunted. “My sweet, beautiful pumpkin!”

For a moment his cock was just buried to the hilt inside me, thick and wonderful, and then he fucked me. Hard. The slap of flesh filled the room, his strokes driving me into my fiancee’s cunt. He grunted and groaned, pounding me like a wildman.

“Oh yes! Your pussy! Holy shit! You feel amazing, Alison!”

I couldn’t stop cumming. My Dad was fucking me! Nothing was more taboo than this! And I was sharing this happy moment with the love of my life.

“Fuck her!” Desiree moaned. “Fuck the little whore! She’s your slut for the night! Daddy’s little slut! Cum in her! I want to eat your incestuous cum out of her cunt!”

Juices flooded my lips; she came. I held onto her hips as she bucked and gasped, big tits heaving in ecstasy. Then she collapsed, watching me through lidded eyes, a happy smile on her face. I gently lapped at her cunt, letting her pussy cool down.

“Oh, Daddy!” I gasped. “Fuck me harder! I need your cum! Flood my pussy! I’m your slut tonight, daddy!”

“My little slut!” he groaned. His strokes grew more frantic. “My little pumpkin’s grown up into a naughty slut!”

“Cum in me!” I gasped, another cum rolling through my body.

“You want your daddy’s cum?” he demanded.

“I do!”

He slammed into me and erupted. My pussy, still cumming, milked every last drop of my daddy’s cum. My knees gave out as my orgasm intensified and pleasure erupted through me; I collapsed into a ball on the bed, writhing in ecstasy.

Dad collapsed next to me, spooning me from behind. “I love you, pumpkin.”

I kissed him on the lips. “I love you, too, daddy.”

Desiree joined us and kissed me, too. I never felt more loved than I did right now.

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The Wedding

Dad had been a stud that night. After Desiree went down on me, and cleaned out my pussy of all his cum, we had straddled him. Desiree rode his cock while I rode his mouth. Then we gave dad one of Sam’s magical Viagra – the first thing the slutty hermaphrodite had invented – and fucked Dad all night long. We spent the weekend at his house, making up for all our lost time.

I jumped when the music changed; the wedding march played, breaking me out of my daydream. The church’s band was playing, an eclectic collection of bongos, guitars, and a trombone. I was flushed and horny, my pussy damp, as I remembered that night. Desiree and I definitely needed to go to my dad’s for dinner again.

Korina and Xiu had already reached the alter, and it was Mistress and Desiree’s turn. Arm-in-arm, they marched slowly while the entire congregation watched with awe as their Goddess escorted my bride. My eyes alternated between Desiree’s plump and naked ass, and Mistress’s swaying rear beneath her tight skirt. Daisy waited at the altar, and blushed when Mistress leaned over and captured her pretty lips with a kiss.

Now it was my turn. Taking a deep breath, I hooked my arm around Master’s. I trembled. It’s not too late, my subconscious whispered. No. It was far too late. Desiree owned my heart. She stole it the day we met. My trembles stopped, and we walked stately towards my waiting bride.

As I passed Dad, he reached out and gripped my hand. I felt my eyes misting in joy and squeezed him back. He sat next to Issy Norup, one of Master’s former jogging sluts. I convinced Dad to come to the Church after that dinner and he hit it off with Issy, with a little nudge from me. The teenage girl looked happy leaning against my dad. He deserved some happiness; he had spent all his time trying to raise his out of control daughter – my mom had died giving birth to me – that he didn’t have time to find himself another woman.

“You are so beautiful, mi Sirenita,” Desiree whispered when I reached the altar.

I handed Xiu my bouquet and took my bride’s hands. I loved it when Desiree called me ‘Sirenita’. It meant little mermaid in Spanish. I glanced down at the engagement ring Desiree had given me, and the two mermaids engraved on the band, their arms forming the mounts for the sparkling diamond.

“You’re gorgeous,” I grinned back.

Daisy started her wedding sermon, saying how beautiful it was when two people decided to join their lives together. Urging us to love each other, and to put each other first before all others; to delight in each other’s bodies, and to share our deepest pleasures with our partner. “Our Gods are here, tonight, to bless this union,” Daisy preached.

I trembled as Master bent me over the altar. I was suddenly so nervous; I had fucked Master plenty of times, but this was different. This was my wedding day. Desiree bent over next to me, flashing me a smile as Mistress deftly slipped on a strap-on with a hot-pink dildo attached. I shivered in delight as Master caressed my ass, and I reached out to grab Desiree’s hand as I felt his hard cock nudging the lips of my pussy.

“Alison, you were our first slut,” Master said. “And I am so happy for you and Desiree.”

“Desiree, you were our second slut,” Mistress spoke. “I’ve seen how happy Alison makes you, and you have my blessing to marry her.”

I moaned as Master shoved his cock into my wet cunt. Desiree’s mouth widened in pleasure as Mistress fucked her dildo into Desiree’s pussy. “Oh, thank you, Master!” I gasped as he pounded my slutty cunt. “Umm, I love it when your cock’s inside me!”

“Fuck me, mi Reina,” Desiree panted. “Yes, yes! Ohh, yes! I love you! I love when you make me your whore!”

Master’s cock filled me up, stretching me with his girth as his cock reamed me. I loved it! Every thrust, every caress of his cock’s head against my wet depths, built the pleasure between my legs. I stared into my bride’s dark eyes, and saw the pleasure that Mistress was giving her, mirroring my own ecstasy. I squeezed her hand and smiled at her. Master thrust harder, the altar shaking beneath us. My nipples rubbed against the silk cloth that draped the altar; another delightful sensation that fueled my growing orgasm.

“Fuck me! Fuck me!” I panted. “Umm, your cock is driving me wild! Harder! Fuck my slutty cunt, and fill your naughty slave’s pussy with your cum! I love it! I’m your dirty, little cumslut!”

I was so close to climaxing. Master’s thrusts were becoming more erratic. He was getting closer to cumming, too. Closer to filling my naughty snatch with his cream. Oh, I couldn’t wait. My naughty, little cunt was made for men to fill it with their cum, particularly this man! Nothing made me happier! I pushed my hips back, squeezing my cunt on his shaft. He buried himself into me, his hands gripping my hips hard.

“Fuck!” he moaned. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

I could feel his hot cum flooding my pussy and my orgasm crashed through me. “Yes! Oh, thank you, Master! That was fuckin’ amazing!”

Next to me, Desiree’s face contorted in pleasure, and she gasped, “¡Yo estoy correrse!” I smiled; Desiree always looked so wild and beautiful when she came.

“Fucking slut!” Mistress panted. “Keep wiggling that ass, whore! I’m gonna keep fucking you until I cum!”

“Oohh, cum for me, mi Reina! Please!”

Master pulled out of me, and I gasped; I could feel his seed running wet down my thighs. My gaze fell on Mistress. Her auburn hair was plastered to her sweaty face as she pumped her strap-on in and out of my bride. I reached out and caressed Mistress’s face, trailing my fingers down her pale neck to the slope of her breast, stopping at the neckline of her dress.

“Let me help you, Mistress,” I purred, pushing the fabric down to expose a dusky nipple at the tip of a perfect breast.

“You delightful whore,” Mistress cooed as I sucked that hard nipple into my lips. I played with the nub, rolling it around my tongue as I gently nursed. I saw blue eyes and a doll’s face loom up next to me as Korina started nursing at Mistress’s other breast. “You beautiful sluts!” Mistress moaned. “Yes, yes! You’re making me feel so happy! Oh, fuck, I’m cumming!”

Mistress pulled back, a happy smile on her face. Master wrapped his arms around her and kissed her on the lips; I smiled. They loved each other so much, and it was always beautiful to watch them together. Desiree grasped my hands, kissed my knuckles, and we turned back to face Daisy. Her blue eyes sparkled with desire, and her cheeks were rosy-red.

“Do you, Alison Hertz, take Desiree de la Fuente to be your lawfully wedded wife? To love her, to cherish her, and to share her with your Gods as your slut-wife for so long as you both shall live?”

“I do,” I happily vowed, my eyes misting with tears as I stared into Desiree’s beautiful, brown depths; tears glistened on her dark eyelashes. Desiree gently slid the gold wedding band down my finger, pushing it next to my engagement ring.

Daisy repeated the vows. “I do!” Desiree proclaimed confidently; I slipped the gold band down her finger.

“Then by the powers invested in me by our Living Gods and the State of Washington, I pronounce you slut-wives! You may now kiss each other.”

Desiree cupped my face, and lowered her lips to mine; we kissed. Her lips felt wonderful, soft and wet, and her tongue was gentle as it slipped into my mouth. She tasted sweet. I caressed her silky cheek. Our passion grew as we kissed, the blood pounding through my body, drowning out the cheering congregation. Her leg slipped between my thighs, and I shuddered as it rubbed against my dripping pussy.

I pushed my leg between my wife’s thighs, and delighted in the wet warmth of her pussy pressing on me. We started rubbing against each other as we kissed. My hand slipped down to her breast, squeezing her soft, firm tit in my hand, then pinching her nipple between my fingers. Desiree’s hand gripped the back of my head, pulling me into her lips, while the other hand slipped down my back and squeezed my ass. I rubbed my cunt harder on her thigh, my clit delightfully caressing her silken skin.

Her tongue withdrew, and I shoved mine into her mouth. Her hips rotated, rubbing her sticky juices all over my thigh. Her clit pressed hard against my flesh, and I knew Desiree was experiencing as much pleasure as I was. I flexed my ass, sliding my pussy up and down on her silky leg faster and faster. Then I felt something brush my asshole.

The naughty, delightful, wonderful slut!

Her finger circled my asshole, then pushed inside. I groaned into my wife’s lips, the intrusion driving my hips to fuck my pussy harder against her thigh. Still gripping her breast with one hand, I took my other and found her ample, Latina ass. I gave the plump cheeks a squeeze, before I dove into her cleft and found her tight asshole. My finger pushed and pushed at the ring, then it gave way before my persistent digit, and I was engulfed by her tight ass.

I felt my wife’s hips shove forward as I invaded her ass with first one, then two fingers. Not to be outdone, she slipped a second finger up my ass. I pumped my hips furiously as I rapidly fingered her ass. My pleasure grew and grew and grew, and then it exploded throughout my cunt. My ass squeezed on her fingers, and I trembled with passion in my wife’s arms. I felt Desiree go rigid, her juices flooding my thigh.

“I love you,” I whispered as we broke the kiss.

Behind us the congregation was cheering and clapping. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Dad sitting in the front row. I turned to look at him. He smiled at me, pride shining in his eyes, and a delighted thrill spread through my body.

I turned back to my wife, and her face was flushed, a happy smile gracing her lips. “I love you,” I told her again. “I love you, I love you, I love you!” Every time I said it, my happiness blossomed larger.

Her finger was tender as she stroked my cheek. “I love mi Sirenita, my slut-wife forever.”

I smiled and kissed my wife again. Joy suffused every fiber of my being. Forever with my slut-wife and our Master and Mistress. What more could a slut want?

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

White Slavery or is it Really
Part 6

Adanna who had been taken to the salon part of the store was nude, in only her high heels, and still having difficulty some standing in them. She was a little surprised to see that all the sales girls were also nude and wearing only devilish type masks over their eyes. Never having her hair professionally done before and having no idea what to expect, and thinking only that this must be a normal thing, did exactly what any of the sales girls asked. There was a small padded bench about 1 ‘ wide by about 2 ‘ long that stood almost 3 ‘ off the floor that also had a small padded head rest attached to one end. This bench was strategically placed in the middle of the salon and surrounded by several other similar benches that had different hair styling machines at one end. Adanna was asked to climb up and set on the end of bench, several of the girls were holding her hands, helping her up and then steadying her. With her legs spread and dangling off either side of the bench her toes did not even touch the floor, even with high heels. She was then handed a pair of tight fitting goggles for eye protection, after she had put them on, quickly realized she could no longer see?. This, was then followed by one of the girls telling her to just lie back relax, and spread her arms and legs, there seemed to be a girl holding on to each of her ankles and wrists that were not only holding her steady but were pulling on her arms and stretching her legs wide? At the same time she felt two belts being secured, one around her waist the other just above her breast’s and under her arms. They were then cinched down rather tightly, and the results had taken her breath away and leaving her with a helpless feeling!

She heard one of the sales girls say okay, now!, and at the same time felt her arms and legs pulled tighter yet and secured to some sort of soft but a very tight fitting device that clamped and left her totally helpless an unable to move!. Addie, naively started to wonder?, that perhaps the position she found herself in was not just for having her hair done, or her body washed!.. This revelation quickly turned to concern, followed by the fear of a young helpless girl when she realized she could not move at all. She tried to gather her composure and calmly asked in a very soft and meek voice, you are, only going to do my hair aren’t you? One of the girls closest to her said in a reassuring voice and matter of fact way, just relax and what you are experiencing is quite normal, and is just part of the treatment that you will have to undergo!. Addie, was trying to relax when again a rather uncontrolled, sensual and erotic feeling started to emerge from deep within the loins of her young body.

Addie found herself very flush and very wet, apparently being naked and forcefully held in this position brought back memories that her body just could not control, as she felt an overwhelming wetness running down from her slightly open and very wet pussy, through the crack of her ass and dripping onto the floor into an ever increasing larger puddle. She was becoming embarrassed hoping that no one would notice, her flush white skin instantly became red when one of the girls said to the others,Oh! My! Girls,.. Come here,.. look at this!. The feeling of laying there helpless totally nude and with all eyes looking at her added to this rather embarrassing, and erotic feeling. This did not last long as she felt some sort of thin warm cleansing oil being sprayed on to her naked body, followed by a number of hands starting to rub this mixture in. This sensation was quite wonderful and started to remind her of the erotic drug concoction that had been smeared on her gentiles when she and the other girls had been abducted by the mercenaries previously in the African community where she had lived!. The only thing different as they rubbed was that it did not seem to make her hips want to thrust out uncontrollably as they had done before..

This latest feeling was slowly replaced by very warm soapy shampoo being applied to her very coarse silver blond hair, followed by the most wonderful head rub, and scalp massage she had ever received, at almost the same time she felt this very warm and creamy shampoo being applied to her pubic area. As the shampoo and fingers were being rubbed around on this most sensitive part of her female anatomy, she was struggling, with her young heart pounding, and with all her might, trying so hard to hold back! But it was a slowly loosing battle to a most wonderful orgasm!. OMG!.. She was no longer able to hold it, and the girl doing the rubbing of her clitoris was rewarded with a very forceful orgasmic release that left a thin coating of pussy juice and shampoo all over her face, when Addie finally came!.

Addie again was so embarrassed, but this did not last long either, as the girl again and again went right back to doing the very same thing, the results of which were orgasm after orgasm until she started pleading very softly for them to stop!. This treatment eventually left her convulsing uncontrollably, and incoherently and barely able to speak when the girl finally slowed and quit. With her heart still pounding she was able to catch her breath and after several minutes her breathing finally returned to normal…

Addie was was so out of it from this wonderful experience, and everything they had done to her was so enjoyable, the forcefulness of being spread, bound and being unable to resist had left her so used and wanting. The next thing she felt was her pussy being treated to a very warm wash cloth, this was followed by a special shaving cream being applied, followed by one of the older women taking an extremely sharp straight razor and expertly shaving off every bit of her very coarse blond kinky pussy hair, in doing so this required the cunt lips to be pulled and stretched out in such a manor that would leave nothing, no hair at all !. Had Addie been able to see this woman sharpen and test the razor prior to it being put to use, she would have fainted!….

She was then washed and rinsed, her hair was getting the styling treatment that best suited her looks and incredible body. She was so clean and still laying there emobile and unable to move even if she wanted, when she felt her nipples being sucked this was a new and wonderful experience? The next thing she felt was a tongue slowly licking her slit and some one holding her cunt lips apart while this tongue continued to lick her opening…

This was followed by a repeat of the same, only each time it ended up closer and closer to her clit the sensation was maddening as each time it seemed to get closer, but never quite there! OMG! she tried to force her hips up and her clit out to where the person who was doing this tantalizing, and so delicious thing to her, would have no choice but to make contact with her now very erect and incredibly sensitive clit!. But her bonds would not allow her to move this short distance, and the person doing the licking new just how far to go in keeping her at this high peak of anticipation! OMG! She just could not stand it and was begging for some release, the minute this woman’s tongue touched her clit, it was all over as, she again had another most wonderful and incredible shuddering orgasm! Oh, Oh,Oh…….ooooh!.

Apparently most of the women in the salon had taken turns sucking on her. Addie had got off so many times she lost count, and now did not know or care where, she was?. Especially when several of the older women just could not resist going after her youthful and very soft tender slit again!. For Addie this treatment left her used and the only way she could remain in this position was, because she was bound and strung out so taunt!. It did not matter, she would not have moved at all even if she could, she had never imagined she would be able to withstand so many orgasms, but her incredibly oversexed young body, that was so stimulated seemed to only want more?….

The girls and older women who worked in the store were fascinated by Adanna’s ability to continually climax so forcefully, they had spent well over two hours of non stop manipulation of her body, and were rewarded each time with an orgasm!.
The two older gals on the sales staff had so wanted to taste the treasures of Adanna’s beautiful young body, and at first not let any of the other girls work her over. Keeping this part only for themselves, they being more experienced had thought she could be used in this manor only so long. But now they were to a point where they had to ask the other girls for help! No one, they had ever done this to before was able to last and produce the orgasm’s that Addie seemed to have in abundance!.
These women were seasoned lesbian veterans, both in there late thirties and with well toned beautiful bodies, they were not big like Trina but both had incredibly clits and cunt lips that had been well used over the years and both were as bare as Trina and now, Addie!. One of these older gals decided to try a different tact.

She moved around to Addie’s head and removed the rest that supported it, along with her goggles, and at the same time had turned around and positioned her cunt directly over Addie’s lips, this young girl had never done anything like this to another female, and only Sam had done it to her before, she was at first was a little reluctant as all she could see was moist mature cunt lips in her face?.. The older woman had reached down and around behind Addie’s neck and had forcefully pulled her head and lips up into her very warm moist and meaty pussy!.
The feeling at first for Addie was mixed, but as she felt and tasted this other woman’s incredibly soft cunt and sexual juices, hesitation quickly turned into an almost unquenchable desire to suck bite and nibble on this woman’s full and formerly well used hanging lips and love orb!. This older gal at first was surprised by her timidness, and that it was quickly replaced by the most pleasurable, aggressive and abusive treatment her gentiles had experienced in some time!. OMG she was thinking this young girl was gooood!…
For Addie though having these large moist and very well used cunt lips and clit, first hanging down in her face, and then smelling the perfume and ambiance of this woman as she held her in this most perfect and forceful position, and seemed to be trying to hump and face fuck her, for Addie this made her new and most erotic experience a most interesting feeling…

Sam and Trina were now dressed after taking quick showers and were having the girls help them dress. Both were exquisite, Trina was an incredible woman even after all she had been through seemed to be viberant and acting as if nothing had happened. She looked like a professional wearing this very attractive business suit. Sam looked equally as attractive in her current fashion and New York style attire. Trina had offered to drive the girls back to their Hotel in her Mercedes as it was getting late. Sam had excepted the offer and had called Adanna’s mother to tell her they would soon be on there way.

The salon girls had released Addie, and were finishing her hair as well as dressing her, in so doing they could not resist touching and squeezing her, thinking, OMG! was she ever ripe for the plucking every time an opportunity presented itself. She being innocent and naive was not sure at all as to what had just happened? Or was this just part of a normal massage and hair styling?. Not knowing what the proper response should be she had been thanking all the girls in the store by hugging and kissing them. The outfit the girls had picked to dress Addie in, was suppose to be less revealing than it turned out to be. Plus after being used in this manor, and being dressed in this way, was now projecting a sexually erotic image that was perked to the point of being hard for anyone to miss, especially a man!.

This plain young girl, who had walked into their store earlier, was now a very gorgeous young woman, the likes of which commanded more than just second look!. Both Sam and Trina were quite taken with Adanna’s absolutely stunning emergence. Trina had brought her car around, and as Sam and Addie were walking out to leave, several of the sales girls were carrying all of the things they had bought. To look at both of these young women one would think that they were incredibly attractive, very worldly, and quite sophisticated. With Sam that observation would be fairly accurate one. However with Addie this picture of worldly self assurance was quickly dispelled by the fact she was still having difficulty walking in her new high heel shoes as she stumbled along several times, barely being able to stay upright!.

As the Mercedes drove off Sam was in the front seat taking in all the sites of New York City, the traffic was not bad even at this late hour. Addie of course due to her more than special hair do and massage treatment had quickly fallen asleep in the back seat, and by the time they had arrived at the Hotel they had to awaken her.

Once at the Hotel, and at this late hour only the doorman was there to help, he placed all their things on a luggage cart, and proceeded to wheel them into the Hotel. There had been some sort of a convention going on earlier at the Hotel, and a large number of men were present as they entered the lobby. The doorman could not believe that these were the same two, plain frumpy dressed young girls that had left earlier that morning ( Think Of the Movie Pretty Woman). He thought that at first that they were someone else!

The talking stopped as all eyes were now staring in “awe” at these two beautiful young women, but Addie was still having some difficulty in her heels. Several of the men, being true gentlemen and thinking that perhaps she might have had a little to much to drink immediately grabbed her arms and offered to help, not realizing she was just a well dressed young girl. Addie had no idea what she looked like, or the presence she commanded. These two men escorted her into one of the elevators and when the door closed proceeded to take advantage of the situation by aggressively fondling and manhandling her thinking she would be and easy mark! Addie was so naive and didn’t protest at all as eager hands explored her on the way up to her room. Sam along with the bellman, helped get their cart with the rest of their things into the other elevator and up to their room.

Adanna’s mother was happy to see them but was wondering why these two men had been holding on to her daughter? That question was quickly answered as they turned her loose and she stumbled into her mothers arms! Her her dress was partially unzipped and in disarray with one of her breasts bare, and showing much more than just cleavage!. The two men now disappointed, had finally realized that she was just an over dressed young girl and not a slightly drunk young woman that they could take advantage of!. Her mother had given the men a dirty look that quickly dispelled any more of their intentions! Adanna had by zipping up made herself a little more modest and presentable. Her mother then looked both of the girls over, she two could not believe the change that had taken place, and at the time thinking to herself would this new found attractive sophistication be for the best?

Adanna’s mother had wonderful news, she had resolved most all the problems about school housing and their immediate future. The next morning they left the Hotel for there new home out on Long Island near River Head. The house was a very large old modest two story home. It was on 5 acres of secluded woodland, had six bedrooms three baths a big basement and an attic. When they had first moved in, Adanna’s mother had told both her and Sam not to go into the basement or attic! She never said why?. At the time it did not matter as both had been occupied one with school and the other with her new job. Adanna’s mother had registered them both at a near by all women’s private College suggested by the trust. They had the option of living at home or in the dorm. Addie although home schooled and academically knowledgeable was still only 16 and behind the other girls in this school, her mother had paid quite a lot in extra tuition so that this would not be a problem.

The head mistress of this all girls College was a very unattractive older black woman that none of the girls attending the school seemed to liked, she was mean, intimidating belittling and very demanding. She had been a former woman’s professional soccer coach, and rumor had it that she “really” liked young white girls, she looked acted and dressed more like a man than a woman. From her demeanor and looks, at any other college would easily be mistaken for the head football coach!. She was however academically equipped and very good at her job. This of course was the reason that she was the Head Mistress.

This big old house that they had moved into had been Adanna’s grand parents and great grand parents before them. It had been in the family for many years and taken care of by the trust while her parents had lived in Africa.. There were several grounds people, a maid and a cook.

For their first day at college both Sam and Addie were required to take an placement exam, Sam passed with such high marks that she could have easily taken the test and accepted a four year degree! The fact that the head mistress, and Sam were the only two African American women in the entire school had not been lost at all on this woman. Addie on the other hand did reasonably well on academics but failed horribly on current events and social requirements of the day, the head mistress quickly spotting her, reluctant innocence singled her out for some special attention knowing full well she would easily submit to any of her demands and do exactly what she was told. Addie thought because of the time she had spent in Africa, and the stories she had heard about the African slave trade made this, the subject she would study. So decided to major in black African history, and all the problems associated with black slavery.

With there first day of school behind them it was decided that Addie would stay in the dorms at college, only going home on the weekends, and that Sam would make a token appearance only during finals. This would be so that she could spend the minimum time and take all the required tests to make her degree a truly valid one. Trina had offered Sam a job in the city at the store where they had met, thinking that an attractive young black woman would help the store profit in more ways than one, and that this would keep their new found friendship closer together. Sam at first was reluctant, but now with the problems of school out of the way and Addie’s schedule decided little stood in her way. Adanna’s mother had mixed feelings, but because Sam was adapting so well, decided that it would only make her more sophisticated and worldly to have some real world experience at a real job. Besides Trina had also offered her a place to stay in the city during the week.

Adanna’s first week at school had not gone well, she never seemed to be able to please the head mistress. No matter what questions were asked her response had always been slow and not quite correct, the results would always mean demerits! By the end of the week, she had accrued so many more than twice the amount, that any of the other girls had incurred. The head mistress had told her that she could come by her office, anytime after classes for some specialized one on one tutoring, and if she did, could easily have a certain amount of these demerits removed for each of her visits.

Addie wasn’t quite sure what the head mistress had meant by specialized tutoring? And had tried to ask some of the other girls what she should do? The fact that she was the new girl, and was perceived by them as being rich and buying her way into, and thus jumping past some of the requirements, along with being much younger than than the rest, had resulted in them being snobbish, and for her not making any friends!. The answers they gave as to what she should expect were quite vague?. The jest of it being that she would in some way?, only have to please the Head Mistress?.

The schools dress code requirements had been designed buy the head mistress and was quite simple, consisting of a short pleated white skirt well above the knee followed by, a red tight sweater with the schools motto “Knowledge& Submission” colorfully embossed just above the left breast. The required underthings were plain white panties and bra, with no slip, the required shoes were black 2” high open toed platform heels that that provided stable support but also added to the girl wearing them, a much more shapely pair of legs and ass!. After all the really nice things they had bought in the city Addie was quite disappointed that she would only be able to wear them on the week end.

She had been assigned to a dorm room with a much older girl, the girls name was Lane, who previously had this room all to herself, and was not happy about sharing it with anyone, especially with this so young, new girl!. Addie not realizing at first that this was the case, innocently confided in Lane many of her new found and uncertain fears. Lane viewed her as a very naive young girl. So that when the question about going to the head mistress’s office for some special tutoring came up. Lane had only told her to be nice, and to not wear any panties!.., But, to do what ever the head mistress asked, and without question! Addie was quite puzzled by this statement?.

Addie had also heard several of the other girls talking about a special girls club and wanting to fit in, had asked Lane how she could join?. Lane had told her that a secret club like this did not exist! Thinking to herself that Adanna would continue her push to belong, and when she finally admitted that it did exist. She very devilishly had thought of all the possible things she could require Adanna do to in order to meet the requirements of membership, knowing full well there were none!.
Lane after finally admitting that it did exist had told Addie that in order to be part of this special girls club, she might have to do some very bold bazaar and risky things, thinking that this would keep her from perusing her interest to join. Later when Addie insisted, telling Lane that she was ready to do anything,.. required of her to be part of this girls group!. Lane had told Adanna that she would set up the first of several required pre membership initiations.

Adanna’s mother had been attending a special clinic that specialized in treating the health problems that she had been battling, and after a short time came the news that her health would only get worse, this was not a shock to her mother, but was quite a shock to the girls!….

Continued in Part 7
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Meetings in xnxx can be surprising

Some xnxx pms can be really surprising!

This story is dedicated to a lovely, horny woman named “Skylar”,

who I met in a xnxx pm and was meant for sending and receiving

pure sexual satisfaction by written words of fantasy.

So after some previous short pms, here our fantastic story starts:

Skylar, I am called Tony and so we are two hotties and hornies … 😉

If you imagine we are in a quite dark room, illimunated by some candles and you

sit with your red wine on a chair nearby the chimney, wearing a mini,

a bright top and a dark slip – nothing more.

I enter the room, wearing nothing than my bright slip, so you see my

bronze-like shining body, the candles are reflected my oil covered skin.

You look for me very appetizing and suddenly I have an idea,

driven by a strong urge arising inside me:

I step slowly into your front, remove the glass of wine from your hands,

take a good sip from it, turn to the table and bow down deeply in slow motion

to place your glass on the table. But to be honest, I do this primarily to

present you my hot backside in front of your face, in the hope, you like my smell.

Suddenly I feel your hands softly touching my inside flanks above my knees,

petting my flanks softly, while moving your hands slowly upwards …

I shiver inside, let you go on and spread my legs a little bit, until your hand

reaches my meanwhile slightly juicy pussy.

I moan silently and you give my pussy below my slip a slow and tender massage

while i start to pet your massaging hand over my puss and vary the pressure which

your hand gives to my pussy.

But “STOP!” it shouts loud through my head, first Skylar and then me!

Patience! Patience and slow motion is always required to get to a real mega orgasm.

With this thoughts I get up, turn around, pull you soft at your cheeks upwardsr

and at the same time your top above your head. Eagerly I open your mini, which

immediately falls to the floor.

Now we stand equally in front of each other, only wearing our slips.

Our lips are getting closer and we kiss each other more and more wildly, our

tongues finding and swirling around each others, while our hands are touching

our points of lust between our legs (just touching and pressing), still

without a lot of motions. The feeling of your warm hand on my begging pussy

is such nice and hot – especially when knowing, that you feel the same!

We are breathing more and more heavily.

And again I feel, I want to give you, dear wonderful Skylar, something more,

something additional, something what I would pray for as well!

To do so, I disturb our red-hot situation by grabbing your hips to move and

lean you slowly against the next wall.

Quickly I remove my slip very fast by myself kneel down and tear off your slip

as well. I get a short fantastic smell of your wet cunt, which arouses my

deepest horniness…

I give your cunt a short kiss, to moisture my lips with your devine juice, get

up suddenly and kiss your lips again to let you taste your own tasty juice too.

Slowly I kiss your neck, whispering into your ear: “Skylar, I love and want

you … oh Skylar, be patience, soon I will lick your horny cunt, I will let my

tongue slip in and out like crazy and I will enjoy to drink your devine juices”.

You moan into my ear: “Oh YES my dear Tony, please lick me, please, please,…”

After our silently exchanged words, I start to work down very slow, caressing

your tits, sucking and licking your nibbles, which are getting much harder.

Dear Skylar shouts out loud pulsating moanings, which makes me more hot as well.

Then I reach your bellybutton, kissing it keenly and very wet, using my tongue.

Then I kneel down again and push your legs wide apart immediately, so

you slide down a bit deeper, still standing and leaning against the wall.

You start to pet my head and play with my hairs. This feels also so good.

NOW my lips are reaching and touching your shaved labia which are feeling soft

like a plum, but warmer and more wet, dripping like a waterfall.

I suck your pussy and drink from it it eagerly, to satisfy my big thirst.

Then I look up into your glowing face, marked by lust with the desire for more.

Again I’m sure, that my love is reaching you, dear Skylar.

Wordless I take your hands, pull them to your hot cunt and let them spread your

labia actively more wide. Now my free hand gets lost between my legs and starts

to rub my cunt (YES, BAD, DIRTY WORD – BUT DESCRIBING THE TRUTH!!!) following

the interval of my tongue, plowing through Skylars appetizing, demanding and

very satisfying, keen pussy.

I lick your cunt, first slowly and tenderly, then more and more fast and hard

(sometimes I stick my tongue as deep as possible into your hot hole in search

of your clit) and enjoy your moans which are mixing somehow together with mine.

Always when my tongue touches your clit, you moan out loud.

Meanwhile I’m going on to rub my hot yearning cunt as well.

Suddenly I feel, you start to shiver, tremble and pushing your hips (especially

your pussy) more and more against my tongue spending face.

Then you explode into a giant orgasm, slide down to the floor and at the end

we find ourselfes breathles, satisfied and relieved, arm-in-arm on the floor,

petting and kissing each other very tender- and smoothly in a kind of

total harmony…

Now we started to talk, whispering silently:

Skylar: “Oh Tony, I will give this back to you and this will not be tomorrow,

this will be NOW!”

After a short look at the grandfather clock at the opposite wall I answer:

“My dear Skylar, we passed midnight already, so you can’t give me back anything today.”

Skylar: “No matter, I don’t let you go like this! What about taking a shower together?”

Me: “Oh, that’s a fabuluous idea, let’s go for a shower …”

We get up, arm in arm like longterm friends (which we are so really meanwhile) and

stumble in direction of the bathroom.

Dear real lesbian reader, if you are interested how our keen love continues,

please let me know.

Additionally I learned to know a new nice girl, who could either join us, or to

start a plain new story with me (and later join eventually – allright Lily?)

At last: have a good satisfied (or better content) live, despite all obstacles

comming ito your ways – keep positive all the time and avoid negative influences.

We belong all together!

BR, LiN69

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An extreme story featuring Momiji and Mai from Ninja Gaiden and King of Fighters. I do not own said two characters- they are the property of Tecmo, the makers of Dead or Alive series, and SNK/Nintendo, the makers of King of Fighters.

Unleashing their deadly beauty

Mai Shiranui was in trouble, or at least, the guards at a secret M.I.S.T. facility who had uncovered the kunoichi trying to infiltrate it, believed they had her firmly under control. She had decided to help fellow kunoichi Ayane and Kasumi take down a rather significant threat to world peace, and set off for the facility situated on Kauai Island, concealed beneath a steep hill.

However, intelligent AI security sounded an alarm after scanning of all persons entering the facility revealed that the eye shape of a particular scientist did not match the known database image. Faced with too many armed men, and her identity revealed after her scientist gown was removed in a scuffle, Mai was led towards a room with medical imaging equipment.

The information given by Ayane mentioned cloning projects, and remarks of soldiers about the “Boss creating copies of hot babes” explained the extensive medical tests. Still, it made little difference to the humiliated Mai, who was stripped naked, and bound with tough plastic cuffs compatible with the advanced medical imaging equipment.

She was made to watch a strange sequence of violent images and clips focused on bare-handed combat, which she suspected were intended to mentally condition her.

There was sound accompanying the video, which progressed slowly at first, but soon sped up, while an advanced magnetic resonance imaging device scanned her. The procedure was designed with the goal of creating a desirable state of mind, and later, the neural patterns could be copied into a new body, if needed.

After spending what seemed to be an eternity in this room, Mai was on her feet again, amused at the erection of the two escorting guards that had taken over from the previous duo, outside the room with the device. She was given a seemingly plain plastic cup filled with water to drink- the first such opportunity since she was captured, many hours ago.

She would find a way to use her alluring body to secure her freedom, and ultimately, accomplish more than she expected to do.

Mai drank the water and then, reacting to their horny whispering, she swung her hips slowly, and said: “I don’t mind having sex, but like this, I can’t do every position.”

After these words sparked gasps of excitement from the guards, followed by big grins, the two started to discuss the practicalities. She was bound up, and completely removing the restraints was out of the question.

” Maybe… one at a time would be best?”, Mai suggested softly, hoping to cause some bickering among the guards. And she did, because both wanted to enjoy her, and be the first.

After some time, an agreement was reached between the guards: the senior one would get to fuck the captured kunoichi first. During sex, one set of restraints would be removed, allowing for more freedom during sex. First, Mai’s legs would be released, and later, the restraints would go back, and her arms would be unshackled instead, when the younger guard got his turn.

Mai was wet, and showed it to them both, although she had concealed the real reason for her bodily reaction. She was anticipating a double kill, in actuality. The fun would start after the kunoichi had her blood drawn. She went in there completely calm, knowing her plan should work.

After that procedure had been done, the soldiers went to a cell, carrying Mai. Once in there, they unzipped their pants, and the older of the two guards released the shackles on Mai’s legs, promptly being shown her wet pussy, after the sexy female spread her legs.

The mercenary from South-America released his erection from the confines of his underwear, and wasted no time in getting on top of the Japanese woman. His groping of her breasts, together with his act of vaginal penetration, elicited soft gasps from her.

The guard pumped in and out of her with increasing speed, and the loud cries of pleasure he heard boosted his ego, making him grin and grope the ample breasts jiggling in his view.

Since the other guard was overstimulated, he couldn’t wait, and ended up shoving his erection into Mai’s mouth, meeting no resistance. In this mixture of erotic sounds, hearing one specific sound would be hard, and that gave the kunoichi an opportunity to eliminate the guards.

She put her legs on the shoulders of the guard penetrating her, making it easier for him to ram hard into her, hard. However, it also set up the planned headscissor neck snap.

While she had killed before, the video she saw, and the chemicals slipped into the water would alter her brain chemistry, in order to make her significantly more eager to kill. The failure of security protocols had not been anticipated, and this resulted in a dangerous woman who was truly turned on by the idea of killing, even though she already liked the ability to lure men in with her body. Now, she began to crave this.

When her orgasm came very close, she locked her calves around the South-American man’s neck, and just as he realized what she had in mind, she twisted, causing a single, firm CRACK which the other guard did not pick up immediately, since he was absorbed in the blowjob he was getting, having knelt above Mai’s face.

Furthermore, her wild cries of orgasmic bliss took up his attention, too. When the younger guard realized the other one was not doing anything, and looked in his direction, it was too late.

He saw the guard slumped, face-first in Mai’s breasts, not moving an inch. Instinctively, he reached for his firearm, but that idea was stopped cold by the bendy body of the brunette. She swung her right leg backwards, and her foot struck him on the head, dazing him enough to cause him to stagger backwards, and almost fall on the floor.

Mai had time to push the corpse off of her using her knees, and stand up afterwards. Smiling at the younger guard, she ran over to him, wrapping her legs around his neck, as well.

“I hope you enjoy your last moments…”, she said, pushing her pussy into his face, while gyrating her hips slowly. Soft moans indicated her own enjoyment, as she felt immensely turned on by her current position, achieved by her alluring body and immense combat skill.

Even her voice had an effect on the guard. He seemed disappointed to be close to death, and his groan indicated this, even though he had an erection. Still, he ended up licking at the wet pussy of the kunoichi, causing her to cry out in pleasure, and close her eyes.

“Y-yes…enjoy it…make me cum…” said Mai Shiranui, and soon, her moans increased. Apparently, guards frequently had sex with (mostly unwilling) captives, and so, nobody had come to check on the cell.

As her second orgasm since the infiltration came nearer, she tightened her hold on the man’s head. He began to wheeze and twitch, but as his tongue flopped inside of her vagina, it hit a sensitive spot.

Loud cries were interrupted by a series of successive cracks and pops, until the guard stopped moving. Mai gasped with each broken vertebra in the guard’s neck, and didn’t get up immediately. Her body and mind were drunk on the power to use males for her pleasure, while taking their lives away.

Once she was done enjoying the kill, she searched the pockets of both guards for the keys to the hardened plastic restraints used during the scanning procedures. Once she found them, her hands were finally free.

She knew getting her clothes and equipment back would not be easy, as it meant backtracking towards the medical examination room, and the science labs where she was caught. However, she would get help.

Momiji of the Hayabusa clan had arrived sometime after Mai infiltrated the facility, and at the time of Mai’s double kill; the other kunoichi had entered battle with guards, and was currently in a battle with three armed men. The gunfire had become so strong that the naginata got knocked out of her hands, but she managed to turn the tables on the guards with a smoke grenade.

Following the loud boom, she used the reduced visibility to get in close, and dispose of them.

First, she went into a handspring jump, and landed on the shoulders of one of the guards. Trapping his skull between her legs, she spins to the right, breaking his neck in one clean move.

In panic, that guard, just before his demise, fired shots from his SMG, holding it with one hand, as he lost balance. The shots caused panic in the other two, and one of them screamed, as he was hit in his left arm, almost collapsing to the floor.

Momiji went for the other, uninjured guard, and delivered a hard kick to the gut, quickly taking advantage of him doubling over. Wrapping her right leg around his neck, she twisted immediately, gasping as the head of the guard rubbed against her panties, and the pussy underneath. It felt good- now that guard too, was dead.

“Mmm…guess I’m getting stronger.”

The final guard was very afraid, and tried to run back towards the base, but had little chance to get anywhere far. Just inside the main gate, Momiji completed a run with a two-footed dropkick into his back. A single crunch was followed by pained groans, and an awkward fall, which indicated spinal damage.

“Oh, let me help you with that.”, she said, mocking the guard before mounting his back, and breaking his neck with her hands, drawing out several pops from his cervical vertebra. She felt tingling in her pussy from that kill, and desire for more thrill. She went back to pick the naginata up, and ventured into the facility, amidst the consistent noise of the alarm system.

By this point, Mai Shiranui had managed to get her equipment, but instead of concealing her privates, she put the red and white outfit in a way that would expose them. For Mai, her body was a weapon, both in a physical and mental sense.

Ambushing a pair of guards running through a corridor, Mai attacked them from an intersecting corridor, tripping the first guard up. As the other one had to stop abruptly in order to avoid falling over him, Mai leapt out, kicking him in the knee.

This way, she made the guard fall face-first into her bosom. Wrapping one arm around the back of his head, she held him in place, enjoying his muffled moans, while tossing his rifle with the other hand. Looking back, she moved backwards, aligning her butt with the other guard’s neck and head.

That guard was just getting up, but realized, at the last moment, that the sexy ninja planned to smash his head into the floor with a butt drop. He cried out in fear, but it was too late.

The force of gravity acted as a multiplier to Mai Shiranui’s weight against the head and neck of the guard who was on his hands and knees. A loud thud was followed by a sick crack and blood spatter on the floor.

Moaning, Mai rose up, and dropped on the unfortunate victim once more, just to be sure, while enjoying the slowing of reactions in the guard whom she was breast smothering.

“Aren’t my breast the firmest? The best?”, she spoke, taunting the dying guard. Her pleasure culminated in a small orgasm when she realized he was not moving, not exhaling against her skin…nothing came from the guard. Her breasts were lethal.

Mai wanted to enjoy her latest accomplishment more, but had to hurry. The alert code switched to the highest state, and with that, the chance that those running the base would escape increased. The sight of Momiji on security screens made getting to the very top a priority: she could trap anyone trying to get to the top, leaving them helpless against two deadly ladies.

She knew there was a heliport, and thus, moved forward with great speed towards the nearest elevator. The helipad button had a card slot next to it, and she had to use her folding fan to cause the reader to malfunction by producing sparks. Her somewhat random attempts bore fruit, however. The button lit up, and she was going to the top.

Momiji had seen Mai on screens as well, receiving arousal and inspiration from watching her dispose of men.

For that reason, she exposed her breasts, and walked forward confidently, sheathing her katana. The lower part of her costume couldn’t be removed quickly, but there was a zipper, in case of urgent bodily needs, and she pulled it down.

Therefore, guards that had ran to block her way, blocking the first set of stairs in the base were left transfixed by her walking in, letting them ogle at her exposed privates.

Smiling, Momiji approached slowly, her movement inviting the men to go near her. They had their rifles trained on her, but from their nervous, confused looks, she could tell they were not going to fire.

When they approached her, she began slowly gyrating her hips, squatting as she mesmerized the men with an erotic dance. The confused guards watch, and begin to whistle, grinning as they forget that she is a dangerous intruder.

When their weapons were not pointing at Momiji’s head, she moved into action, performed a backflip handstand, and bent her legs at the knee, wrapping one each around the necks of both guards. They tried aiming at her, but the twist of her hips made both of them fall dead, amidst pleasured moans of the kunoichi.

“Better luck next time, boys…”, she said, grinning at their lifeless bodies, before she broke into a dash up the stairs.

A lone guard tried to stop her, but her fast run up the spiral staircase precluded him from scoring any hits with his shot, and ultimately, he met a spin-kick into the wall, which was fatal, given how close he was to it already.

She ended up running past the dead guard, not bothering with the second floor, since she heard the slamming of many doors, assuming scientists and other staff had locked themselves in.

Getting up to the final floor, just below the helipad area, she could see and hear panicked guards surround…Victor Donovan. She, and Mai Shiranui had stumbled upon the vicious schemer who was behind all this cloning and projects aimed at creating super soldiers.

They had Mai pinned on the helipad, apparently, as evident from her gasps. She had taken out the guard on the helipad, but was pinned, now. In such a situation, Momiji had to react. Readying her naginata, she charged out from behind a corner, dashing into the guards.

There was panic, blood and screams. Soon, Mai had joined in, now free from suppressive fire. Victor had begun to run away, alongside one guard, but he was essentially trapped on the third floor.

For a few moments, both females surveyed the bloodstained corridor, and noted the signs of life in some of the bodies that had fallen on top of each other. But then, they looked at each other, smiling. Momiji remembered the fact that Mai Shiranui’s privates were exposed. Feeling safe, Momiji stripped herself naked, leaving only the boots on. Mai was doing the same, as she ached for more erotic killing.

Grabbing a hold of twitching arms, each kunoichi pulled one badly injured guard out of the pile, and, as if their minds had been linked telepathically, chose to use their thighs to finish them off.

The only difference was in the view each guard would have, before death. One was doomed to lose his life in the shapely butt of Mai Shiranui, while the other one had Momiji’s wet pussy to look forward to.

Aroused by the situation of having men at their mercy, the dangerous women took things further. They were next to one another, and at one point, looking at each other; a simultaneous moan gave way to a soft kiss that turned very passionate. Meanwhile, their thighs worked periodically to condition the trapped men to breathe and lick into the quivering flesh in front of their noses.

The men did lick and gasp into the erogenous zones of their female executioners, causing moans of pure delight from them. The kunoichi couple trembled and quivered, closing in on their joined orgasm.

When it came, it was magnificent. The kiss had remained almost unbroken throughout the entire time, and the screams of pleasure were muffled by the other’s mouth, giving the noises made by the women an additional sensual quality.

At the same time as their juices flowed in large amounts, the two kunoichi’s rigid bodies made the squeeze on the two guards fatal. Just to make sure or perhaps to enhance their pleasure, the women twisted their hips, causing loud, sharp cracks to emanate from the necks of their victims.

They twisted their hips in various ways, enjoying the background that sounds of death created for their lovemaking. Meanwhile, Donovan and the remaining guard trembled in fear, trying to call for help, but those few guards that were still alive, had barricaded themselves in their rooms, preferring their own safety to saving a man that wasn’t in position of great power any more.

When the two women kicked down the door to the room Victor Donovan had locked himself in, they found a panicked guard on his ass, shooting upwards, as his aim was disrupted. Victor was hidden behind a chair, and rose up to shoot at the kunoichi, but could not outpace heir reflexes. Mai tossed a kunai that injured his arm, after which Momiji’s kick sent him into the wall, unconscious. Mai had incapacitated Victor while locking her calves around the guard’s neck.

Seeing this, Momiji got a twisted idea. After whispering it to Mai, she received a nod, and went about pulling out the guard’s dick. “When you cum, your neck will break.” Momiji announced, starting her handjob. The guard protested, but his moans and groans were rather weak, muffled by Mai’s crotch, after she had repositioned to better enjoy the situation.

The guard was aroused to a full erection, and his groans stimulated Mai’s pussy greatly, making her want more. “Y-yes! Make me cum!”, she ordered, and the soldier whined under duress, feeling his climax approach. When he came, driven by Mamiji’s pumping, his seed shot up in the air, while his tongue went inside Mai. Right then and there, she twisted her hips, while screaming in pleasure. The dying guard twitched intensely, as his nervous system experienced total failure, while female juices washed over his frozen face. Momiji was quite turned on herself, and went to kiss Mai, again.

Now, there remained one man to kill, so that the mission could be considered over. Victor Donovan had to die, and both kunoichi would be killing him at the same time. This time, Mai had an idea. She went over to the unconscious man’s legs, grabbing them, before sitting on his back, beckoning Momiji to take seat on his upper back.

When the Dragon Ninja clan member did so, she locked her hands around Victor’s skull, pulling his neck and head upwards. After some groans in an unconscious state, the man finally woke up, but immediately wished he had not. Pain shot though his whole spinal column, and he realized death was coming. Meanwhile, he could hear, and even see the aroused females turning towards each other, and making out.

It was the worst kind of punishment for his criminal activities- an excruciating torture doubling as an execution, and bodies of two sexy females so close, but out of reach. At one point, arousal in the females spiked, and they experienced a joint orgasm, causing Mai to pull on Victor’s legs.

His whine turned into a scream mixed with the prolonged crunching sound of his spine breaking under the stress. To this ghastly song, Mai added her muffled moans, and then, Momiji pulled on the criminal mastermind’s neck, ending his “vocal track”, replacing it with a sharp crack, and her own orgasmic cries.

The sadistic pleasure of Mai and Momiji was such that they soaked Victor’s suit in their juices, their erotic pose lasting for minutes after the kill. Once their orgasms had subsided, Momiji sent a message to Ayane using a small earpiece, secretly inviting her and Kasumi to come to inspect the base where Donovan’s corpse laid.

Mai and Momiji planned to keep this sexy massacre a secret between kunoichi, but soon, events would change this plan into something entirely different…

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Monique is the best person in Natalie’s life. She’s like her best friend. They tell each other everything, encourage and assert each other to accomplish goals, pick each other up after break ups, etc. They’re inseparable and she loves her to death.

But there’s just two things about Natalie that Monique doesn’t know. And she doesn’t know if she’ll ever tell her. Not only is one of them completely weird and would probably severely sever their relationship, but the other one would just completely end it. She doesn’t wanna take the risks.

The first being that over time, she’s grown fond of Monique. So much so that that fondness turned into developing strong feelings for her. She knows it’s wrong and she shouldn’t have these feelings for her own sister, but just knowing that just makes it that much better to her. Normally, she’s able to keep it under control, but as she gets older and older, it’s proving to become more and more difficult. Especially since they live with each other now.

The second secret is just something that Natalie fears would ensure that Monique just cuts her out of her life forever. In her eyes, not only is it extremely weird, it’s just plain unnatural. And it’s the fact that she has a penis. She was born with it and it’s always been a bit of a burden for her. Not only with the morning wood rain, but relationships have been proven to be impossible to maintain. When they would get to the point of where both were ready for sex, the end result would always be the same: disgust in her additional appendage and leaving. Not only did this take massive tolls on her self confidence, but it made her completely give up on romance. She figures if five people can’t handle it, especially with two of them being two of the kindest people she’s ever met, she’s just meant to be alone. And if Monique reacted the same way, it would just destroy her. So she won’t let that happen.

But try as she might, it proves to be quite the challenge for her. Especially when they play games like they used to. Like water fights. Whether it be water balloons, spraying each other after washing hands, or just random instances of gathering water in their palms and throwing them on each other, it was a fun time all around. The problem is with both girls getting older, Monique is developing more and more. And with water completely drenching her shirt, it becomes that much more apparent. And whenever she gets an eyeful of her sister’s gorgeous figure, she suddenly has to use the bathroom or get back to work in her room. And while this would work in the beginning, Monique’s starting to piece together the pattern and getting suspicious.

Natalie types away at her laptop in the living room, conversing to a client of hers that doesn’t realize that $50 a story means $50 a story. Monique walks downstairs, noticing Natalie’s growing frustration. She doesn’t want her to blow a fuse, so she decides to cheer her up a bit. She plops down next to her, saying,

“Hey, Nat. What’s up?”

“Nothing much,” Natalie responds, “Just mentioning for the hundredth time to this dumbass that $25 for a story isn’t gonna cut it.”

“Sounds fun.”

“Yup. Having a blast over here. Oh, here’s another one. Oh, the wonders of freelance writing. Wee.”

“All the fun at the fair.”

“You couldn’t even fathom.”

“Well, while the look on your face and demeanor just scream euphoria, I can’t shake the feeling that you really aren’t having fun.”

“Oh, you’re crazy.”

“Maybe, but it’s just a feeling I’ve got. And I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if that feeling was correct and I could do something about it.”

She slowly lifts her hand, extending a finger. But Natalie is too invested in the stupidity of her customer to notice.

“And there’s one thing that always brings a smile to your face whether you like it or not,” she continues, bringing her hand to Natalie’s side, gently poking it, causing her to lightly jump, “And I think you know what it is.”

“No,” Natalie says in apprehension as she scoots away, “Don’t you dare.”

Monique scoots towards her, giving a sinister grin. Natalie tries to stand to flee, but Monique’s too fast. She pounces onto Natalie, making her fall back onto the couch as she tickles her rib cage relentlessly. Natalie roars out in laughter, pleading for her to stop as Monique unleashes her assault. She maneuvers her fingers from her ribs, to her armpits, to her neck, to her stomach, revisiting the areas randomly.

Natalie tries to turn the tables, but Monique has always been more dominant than her. Meaning once she’s got, she’s practically stuck until Monique says otherwise. But that doesn’t deter Natalie. She tries in any possible way to at most, switch the position, and at least, stop the tickling.

Natalie makes attempts to tickle her back, but Monique’s been at it for so long that she barely has the energy, let alone the wherewithal, to compete with her tickles. She then attempts to grab her wrists, but Monique’s too quick. She can’t even manage to enclose her hands on her arms.

While Natalie tries to end Monique’s attacks, she can’t help but to take a moment to realize her position: lying on her back, Monique on top of her, straddling her, and touching her entire body. She then feels herself getting a little excited. So she needs to try even harder to stop this before Monique notices her excitement, too.

Monique’s barrage of tickle continues along with Natalie’s constant attempts to stop her. That is until Natalie makes the wrong move. Monique goes for her armpits again, but Natalie accidentally slaps her wrist in an attempt to catch it. This causes Monique’s hand to move onto her breast. The laughing stops. So does the tickling. Both women pause and take a moment to process what exactly is going on. Once it clicks, Monique swiftly snatches her hand back, saying,

“I’m sorry. I-I didn’t mean to…It just- I mean- I was trying to- uh…It was…”

“It’s…It’s fine,” Natalie responds, stopping Monique from sputtering, “It’s ok. Accidents happen.”

“O-okay…good.”

Monique then gets off of her and sits on the couch. Natalie sits up. Not a sound is made. Awkwardness ensues with every second. That is until Natalie’s laptop rings again and she thanks her lucky stars. She stands up and picks it up and says,

“I should…You know…Probably…I guess…Uh, kinda…”

“Yeah,” Monique replies, “Yeah, you should…uh…do the…the thing.”

“Yeah, the thing.”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah.”

Silence.

“Kay bye,” Natalie finally says before hastily making her way upstairs.

Once she’s gone, Monique decides to get her mind off of what just happened with some mindless entertainment. She looks down next to her for the remote, only to find that it’s not there.

‘Odd,’ she thinks to herself, ‘I could’ve sworn I felt it between us.’

Natalie makes it to her room, shutting the door and tossing the laptop onto her bed, taking in what just happened. She slumps onto her bed with a deep sigh as the events replay in her head. She then lays down as the replay continues. When she does, she feels her dick practically trying to burst through her shorts. She sighs in annoyance before unbuttoning them and sliding them off, freeing her cock.

‘Well, it’s gonna be quite the challenge working with this, isn’t it?’ she thinks to herself, bringing her hand to her shaft, ‘Ok, might as well take care of it.’

She starts slowly moving her hand up and down her length, letting out soft moans in the process. As she slowly strokes her cock, the image of Monique straddling her reenters her mind. This turns her on even more. She starts stroking a little faster, imagining Monique riding her. She arches her back and lets out a light moan. But she catches herself and bites her lower lip to stifle her moans, not wanting to be too loud.

As she continues, her mental image gets more and more vivid, turning her on more and more. It almost seems like Monique is actually there, riding her dick, moaning out her name, touching her like she did before. Natalie is in pure bliss with her created scenario, almost forgetting it’s her imagination. Her moans get a little louder and her strokes get harder and faster.

A knock is heard on her door, snapping Natalie out of her thoughts. She immediately gets under her covers, propping her knees up to hide her erection.

“It’s open,” she calls out. The door opens and Monique appears.

“Hey,” she says, stopping herself as the full picture unfolds before her. In front of her is her sister, slightly out of breath, under the covers, her laptop that looks to be carelessly tossed, tissues on her nightstand, the cover slowly setting as if she’d just draped herself with it, then when it settles, she sees a bit of a tint between her legs. She chuckles before saying,

“You never did know the meaning of subtlety, did you? Well, I was just gonna ask if you’ve seen the downstairs remote, but I can see you’re…preoccupied. So I’ll let you get back to it. Oh, and if you’ve got one to spare, could you lend it to me some time?

She winks and Natalie sticks her tongue out at her, trying her best to hide her fear of getting caught, embarrassment from the request, frustration from the interruption, and…growing arousal? They share a chuckle after Natalie’s reaction and Monique takes her leave. Natalie lets out a sigh of relief as Monique’s footsteps are heard going down the hallway to what sounded like her own room. After the coast is clear, she removes her cover and continues stroking herself.

As she returns to her actions, trying to reenter her previous thought back into her mind, she finds herself envisioning the interruption and it’s giving a more favorable result. This is turning her on more than the thought of Monique riding her. Is it because of the rush of almost getting caught, or is it because she secretly wanted to get caught?

She gets back to her pace, back to her stifled moans, but to a different vision. She then reaches under her shirt, grabbing a hold of her right breast with her free hand, the same breast that Monique touched, grabbing and kneading it as she continues sliding her other hand up and down the length of her cock.

Eventually, she feels her orgasm building. By this point, it’s getting harder and harder to maintain her silent moans. So much so that her moans turn into squeaks. She gets the wherewithal to at least do something about the up coming mess and grabs the tissue box with her free hand, pulling out a few sheets and covering them over the head of her member. A few strokes later, she closes her mouth shut, attempting to be as quiet as possible as she lets out a final moan as she shoots her load into the tissues. She throws her head back as rope after rope shoots into the layer of tissues. But the amount coming out is proving to be too much as her cum starts oozing out of the concealer. Seeing this, she grabs a few more sheets of tissues and wipes the excess cum running down her cock.

When she’s done, she slumps down onto her bed as she takes a moment to catch her breath before throwing away the ball of her would-be children. When she’s composed, she lets out a breath, realizing she needs to get back to work. But when she tries to lean up, she finds that she can’t. She tries moving her arms, but can’t do that either. It finally dawns on her that she’s too exhausted to move.

‘Dammit,’ she thinks to herself, ‘The best and worst part. But I need to get to work. Now, come on. Get up. Write things.”

Her eyes start getting heavy after her last thought.

‘Noooo.’

She tries to fight it, but the battle of released body chemicals proves to be too strong and she accepts her fate. She closes her eyes completely and awaits the sweet embrace of slumber. It doesn’t take long for her wish to be granted. Just a few moments later, she escapes into her subconscious mind.

A few hours pass and Monique’s bored. She’s played the hell out of her games, she’s read all of her comics months ago and lost interest in rereading them, and there’s only so many memes you can stomach before you’ve had your fill. She slumps in her bed with a groan, trying to come up with something to do. Her favorite content creators haven’t posted anything yet, there’s nothing good on T.V. right now, and she doesn’t have the money to go out. What to do, what to do?

She then gets the idea to go ask Natalie if she wants to do anything. But as soon as she gets the thought, she remembers the image of three hours ago. She then gets a different idea on how she could spend her time. And then she gets an even better idea,

‘Maybe I’ll take up on my request to use one of her toys and maybe I forget where I put it and she’ll look all over the place for it. It’ll give her something to do and entertain me. Win, win.’

She steps out of her bed and makes her way to Natalie’s room, giggling to herself as she envisions her evil scheme. She composes herself and knocks on her door. No answer. She knocks a bit harder. Nothing.

‘What’s going on?’ she questions internally, ‘Is she still at it? Natalie, you dog. But why is she not answering? Is she really wearing headphones to drown me out? You really expect me to leave just because you wanna feed your cat this bad? Well, you’re dead wrong if you think it’s that easy.’

She cracks open the door, finding that Natalie’s sleeping. Taken aback by this, she realizes that her plan will go smoother than she thought. But something catches her eye, something that’s between her legs. She can’t quite make out exactly what it is. It’s a bit dark in her room, and the candle light isn’t exactly doing any favors.

‘It’s not the dildo she was using earlier,’ she thinks to herself, ‘It’s too small. What is that?’

She inches closer to the bed, making sure to not disturb Natalie’s sleep. When she finally arrives at the foot of her bed, she carefully climbs on top of it, gently crawling in between her sleeping sister’s legs. She leans down to get a better look and realizes that it’s a part of her body.

‘Is that…That can’t be a…But how…No. No, it’s gotta be a fake or something. There’s no way.’

She then brings her hand to it to feel it. When she makes contact with it, she finds that it is indeed real flesh. She covers her mouth in shock, but tries her best not to make noise. But her mind is racing at the new discovery.

‘How? Why? When? How long has she had it? Is it really real? Who else knows about this? How’d I not know about this? Is this why she’s been distant lately? What the fuck, mom and dad? Does it really work like a guy’s? Is she a guy? Is this why her relationships ended? Does she pee standing up? Is she able to reproduce with it? Wait, was she really jerking it before I got in here? And was it really that big? How big is she?’

The last question is what captivates her the most. She saw it when Natalie’s knees were up under the covers. She then remembers the tickle fight and remembers that it was big enough to mistake for the remote. Her curiosity peaks and now she needs to know. But how does she get her answer? She can’t just wake her up to ask her. She’s gotta find a way to figure it out.

Then the thought of a possible method for her to know appears.

‘No. That’s too far. She’s my sister. That’s completely wrong. That shouldn’t even be a consideration. I don’t care how curious I am. I’m not giving my own sister an erection.’

As she has this tirade with herself, her hand subconsciously starts rubbing at Natalie’s flaccid penis. Realizing there’s no going back now and hating herself, she decides she might as well go with it. As she rubs her hand back and forth on Natalie’s appendage, it starts to slowly react, getting slightly bigger with each action. Monique instinctively grasps her sister’s growing shaft and slowly starts stroking her hand up and down her length.

Eventually, Natalie’s cock gets fully erect, leaving Monique in shock and awe at what she’s seeing as she stops her hand movements. Not only does this prove that it’s actually real, but it answered her burning question. And she’s satisfied with the result. 6 ½ inches of throbbing flesh just inches in front of her. This both excites her and confuses her on how her sister is bigger than every guy she’s been with.

Now she’s torn. She doesn’t wanna leave her like this. That’d just be cruel. But she also doesn’t wanna get her own flesh and blood off. That’s just weird and gross. But the more she looks at it, the more favorable the latter option seems.

‘I mean, what kind of selfish, heartless sister would I be to leave her in this much discomfort. I got what I needed and so it’s my responsibility to give her what she needs. It’s only right. She’s taken care of me my entire life. Time to take care of you now. But to not make it too weird, I’m only gonna give you a hand job.’

She starts jerking Natalie’s cock again, this time going a bit faster than she was. She likes how it’s so warm in her hand. So big, so warm, so…delicious looking. Monique realizes where her thoughts are going and snaps herself out of it. She can’t lose track of her motive: make her cum with her hand and leave.

As she refocuses on her objective, she can’t help but to notice a clear fluid emerging from the tip of Natalie’s penis. Curious about the fluid, she takes the index finger on her free hand and wipes it on the tip, gathering the fluid. It’s a bit sticky. She plays with it a bit, squishing it between her thumb and finger. She then brings it to her nose, taking in the smell of the mysterious liquid. It’s got a strong smell, but not unpleasant. She slowly brings it to her mouth to taste it. Once she does, she finds that she really enjoys it, licking her finger and thumb clean.

She turns her attention back to the throbbing member in her hand. She then notices more of the fluid appearing. With her newfound love for the taste of the fluid, she brings her face to the tip of her sister’s dick and licks the essence. But this time, it tastes even better to her because it was mixed with the taste of Natalie’s member.

‘Well, I guess it shouldn’t really matter how she gets off. And if you think about it, this isn’t any different from licking frosting from her finger when she makes cakes. So it can’t be that weird, right?’

She then wraps her mouth around the head of Natalie’s dick, circling her tongue around it and continuing her jerking motion as she gently sucks on it, savoring the taste of it along with the fluid. This causes Natalie to slightly shift and let out a light moan, causing Monique to stop in her tracks. Once she settles down, Monique slowly returns to her actions, enjoying the slight moans she’s getting as a reaction.

She eventually starts bobbing her head up and down the tip, taking more and more of Natalie’s member in her mouth, managing to get half of it. She then removes her hand and completely lets her mouth take over, using her now free hands to push her legs farther apart for better access. Natalie gasps and moans with these actions, giving Monique a boost of confidence as it’s confirmation that she’s doing everything right.

She then hooks her arms under Natalie’s thighs, taking her deeper in her mouth in the process. Natalie’s noises of approval grow more and more frequent. But then she starts mumbling in her sleep,

“Yeah. Just like that. Suck on it.”

Monique hears this and it boosts her confidence even more. She’s doing so well that she’s made her subconscious give her praise. She starts sucking harder and faster, earning more moans from her sister.

“Yes,” she moans out, “Yes. Keep going. Just like that, Monique. Suck on it just like that. Fuck. Your mouth feels so good, Monique. Yeah. Take it deeper.”

This catches Monique off guard.

‘Is she dreaming of…me?’ she questions, ‘Is this what gets you off? You like your little sister taking you in her throat? Wow. Such a naughty big sister you are. I bet you were stroking your cock to me earlier, too, weren’t you? And every other time where you either needed to ‘work’ or ‘use the bathroom’, you were just pleasuring yourself, huh? You want me that bad? Is this what you wanted? Well, let me make your dreams come true.’

Monique takes more of Natalia in her mouth, reaching the base of her shaft, earning more praises from her. She continues bobbing her head faster and faster. She then snakes her hands up her sister’s body, reaching under her shirt and grabbing a hold of her breasts, squeezing them and pinching her nipples, elevating the pleasure.

Monique soon feels Natalie twitch in her mouth. She starts bobbing as fast as she can.

‘You gonna cum in your little sister’s mouth? Huh? You gonna shoot your warm, sticky, delicious cum in your sister’s awaiting mouth? Do it. Give me your milk, big sister. Let me drain your cock like a good girl. Cum for me. Let me taste your cum.’

Her silent pleas are soon answered as Natalie lets out a moan and shoots rope after rope of her semen into Monique’s mouth. And Monique greedily swallows it all, savoring the taste of her sister’s cum. Monique then bobs a few more times, ensuring she gets every last drop of Natalie’s essence. She then takes her cock out of her mouth with an audible pop as she admires Natalie’s satisfied look.

She then steps out of the bed before covering her up with the cover right beside her before kissing her cheek and whispering,

“I love you. I’m glad you liked that. And I can’t wait to do it again tomorrow night.”

She then steps out of the room to walk into her own, getting into her bed and fantasizing about what she’s gonna do tomorrow. Maybe she’ll get a little more daring.

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As the band settles into the LBGTQ cruise, new desires take root.

This standalone story is the second chapter in the story of a small-town band (Dreamland) that is comprised of three siblings– Debbie, thirty; Mark, twenty-six; and Amber, twenty-five. They got a last-minute booking on a cruise ship, replacing K.D. Lang who had to cancel unexpectedly. Once aboard, they realized it was an LBGTQ cruise, a cruise that changes their lives. It contains content of reluctance and submission. If this is in any way offensive, please find another story. If you read on, please enjoy. Special thanks to Kenji Sato for help with editing.

The band remained backstage after performing the opening act to watch Lila McCann and Chely Wright perform. It was an awesome experience to watch them interact with the crowd. Hearing ‘Single White Female’ and the crowd’s reaction was remarkable.

Debbie, never tired of seeing other musicians perform from behind the scenes. In addition to being a great musician, Chely Wright was a sweetheart. She was polite, kind and patient with the staff, the fans, and with the other performers. Afterward, she was gracious enough to spend time with them and Lila. They shared thoughts on the show and ways to improve it.

Chely and Lila praised them for their cover of ‘Constant Craving’ and asked if they could join them next time.

“Oh my God, yes!” said Debbie. They all agreed to get together at rehearsals the next day and practice it. It was like a dream come true.

By the time they wrapped up, it was nearly two AM, and they were so pumped up, Mark and Brittney were debating hitting the dance bar or the casino, when Debbie said, “I am whipped, I’m going to bed.”

Debbie was tired but also did not want to deal with the drunken duo of Susan and Lisa that late at night. She planned to keep her distance for the rest of the cruise– they were getting a little too handsy for her liking, and she did not want to encourage them any further. She felt bad because she enjoyed flirting with them and the ego boost that came with it, but she wasn’t gay, and it was wrong of her to indulge their fantasy.

“I’m going to bed, too,” said Amber, as she peeked out from backstage to see Itzayana lingering in the auditorium for her.

Itzayana wore a red, skintight tank-club dress that cut low in front and back and clung to her thighs halfway to her knees. Her nipples made it clear she was braless, which was confirmed when she danced stage side during the show. Amber had also been drawn to the way it formed to her belly button, and when she turned, her ass outlined beautifully through the clinging fabric.

Her heart raced as she contemplated her next move, and her mind raced even faster. She had never done anything with a woman before, but that morning, she let her guard down and Itzayana did things to her she had never imagined.

That morning she had awoken slightly hung over after the band’s first night performing in the piano bar. A night that unimaginably ended in a kiss between her and Itzayana. Her religious background told her it was wrong, but she had felt that kiss from head to toe.

It occurred to Amber that Debbie hit the nail on the head when she teased Amber about lesbianism being contagious. Prior to the cruise and meeting Itzayana, she had never had thoughts even remotely as intense toward any women.

It all came together in a perfect storm– the rush of the cruise, the teasing with her siblings about ‘what happens on the cruise ship, stays on the cruise ship’; the reaction of the crowd in the piano bar after their first performance was such a rush. Combine that with Itzayana– her long, flowing sandy blonde hair, her accent, and those deep brown, almond-shaped eyes… and something happened inside of Amber.

The first time those eyes drew her gaze, she noticed her narrow nose with rounded tip and her unique septum ring. It was subtle and somehow sexy, even though Amber never really cared for nose piercings. Then those soft pink perfectly shaped lips added up to Amber’s apprehensions dissolving away. After the kiss, she invited Itzayana back to her room, without thinking.

In the end, it was Itzayana who was able to control herself and not take advantage of her offer. She told her to sleep on it before taking the kiss any further. But that next morning, Itzayana was back and offered to ‘help’ her apply sunscreen. Her touch was too much, and she felt herself wanting more. She made one last weak attempt to resist but ultimately succumbed. The feeling of Itzayana cradling Amber in her lap on the daybed had been simply heavenly.

The feel of her breath on Amber’s neck as their bodies pressed together sent tingling chills through her. She could recall the touch of Itzayana’s breasts pressing against her back, as she let herself rest against Itzayana. Amber let her kiss her neck, holding her close as Itzayana’s fingers began to caress her body. She had never felt such a deep stirring, and all from the simple caress of her gentle finger. The fingers her body would beg for, before Itzayana relented and slid beneath her bikini bottoms to bring her levels of bliss she had never experienced before.

She was thankful for the distraction of the first show on the main stage, but seeing Itzayana front and center, mouthing the words of ‘Constant Craving’, brought it all back to the forefront of her thoughts. Seeing her waiting patiently and recalling what surely had to be the best orgasm of her life, literally at Itzayana’s hands, took away any desire to resist. She needed to know just what she meant by ‘so many ways to please you.’

Unsure if the adrenalin of the show was the catalyst or not, Amber had clarity of thought at that moment, and it was that she would get Itzayana back to her room that night. She would feel those lips on hers and that warm firm body against hers. The growing tingling heat between her legs became an ache that could not be ignored.

“I’m gonna go say goodnight to the sorority girls, before I turn in,” said Amber, trying to be nonchalant. “See you all on deck for breakfast at nine?”

Debbie and Brittney smiled but refrained from teasing her. Debbie had looked out to see Lisa and Susan waiting as well, but had already resolved to avoid them, at least for the night. It had been a long day, and she would not encourage them anymore.

Brittney and Mark were truly just too tired to think about anything but sleep.

“Sounds good. If we’re not there, start without us,” said Mark, looking truly whipped. “Great show tonight!”

“Friggin’ awesome show and great crowd,” replied Debbie. “‘Night everyone.”

Itzayana felt excitement, confidence, and a rush of moist heat when she saw Amber approaching. The expression on Amber’s face was one of blushing desire, and her smile grew as she got closer.

“Good even– I mean good morning,” said Amber, feeling her cheeks heat up from the intensity of her blush.

Susan and Lisa were standing with her, obviously looking for Debbie. Their presence served as a welcome distraction to Amber. The butterflies in her tummy were almost overwhelming and the duo gave her cover from engaging Itzayana directly.

“Great show, Amber! You all were wonderful,” said Susan. Lisa and Itzayana agreed.

“Is Debbie coming out?” asked Lisa.

“I think she is still feeling it from last night. She is a little under the weather tonight. She was going to go straight to bed,” said Amber. “Mark and Brittney, too, I’m afraid,” she added for good measure, before noticing Brenda was with them. She had heard of something going on between Brittney, Mark and Brenda earlier. So she was happy to cover for them as well.

She spent several minutes listening to their praises and signing autographs. She brought a few promotional pictures of herself and signed them for the sorority members. Itzayana’s gaze never left her, and Amber felt the stare throughout her entire body.

Itzayana’s eyes were drawn to the very distinct necklace Amber wore. It was a silver blade that hung vertically down the center of her chest. Though that was what first got her attention, the outfit she was wearing became etched in her mind forever. It was remarkable in its simplicity, but somehow sexier than the most elaborate lingerie. Amber wore a tight pair of Levi’s with no belt, along with a long-sleeved light blue denim button-down, that didn’t use even one button. The shirt was untucked, and the tails tied in a knot in front, exposing her midriff with not so much as a bulge at the waistband. Her navel was an innie that showed below the knot and Itzayana knew she needed to explore it with her tongue.

To top off the outfit, Amber had a navy bandana tied around her neck, with the knot in back and the point of the kerchief hanging center chest, covering the widest gap in her blouse. But what excited Itzayana the most was the position of the necklace. The bandana covered the silver chain that held an eight-inch, quarter-inch-wide silver blade that hung from the bottom of the bandana to the top of the knot in her shirt.

It was like a shimmering arrow pointing the way down the gap in her blouse to the treasure below. Itzayana had felt her beautifully warm, soft treasure earlier and would settle for nothing less than devouring the sweet, sticky prize that awaited beneath the silver beacon.

Her eyes could not take in enough of her, and she could barely manage to pull her eyes from her soft, white skin visible on her chest and tummy. She longed to remove the bandana, start at her bright red lips, then slowly and deliberately kiss her way down her neck, following the gap in her blouse down the necklace until she reached the knot. There, she would pull it loose, exposing the soft breasts that she had held in her hands just a few hours earlier.

She caught herself, with an open-mouthed gaze, staring helplessly at the innocent but undeniably sexy target of her desires. As she tried to recover her senses, she wondered for a brief second if she was actually the person being seduced. It just seemed impossible for someone to be so innocent, and yet, so mind-numbingly sexy.

She managed to make brief eye contact as Amber spoke to her sorority sisters, and saw Amber’s cheek turn bright red before she averted her eyes. Itzayana’s libido was in overdrive as a sense of overwhelming desire consumed her. What had started as simple flirtation with the source of that beautiful singing voice, had turned into a blazing passion that threatened to consume her with its heat. She was only twenty-seven, but at that moment, she knew what a hot flash must feel like. She imagined her whole body was as red as Amber’s cheeks.

Itzayana felt a hand tug on her sleeve and turned to see Lisa, bobbing her head toward Amber. She had worked through the rest of the sisters and was turning her attention to Itzayana, who was transfixed on her belly button, when Lisa snapped her out of it.

The spell broken, she tried to recover her senses. “I could listen to your angel voice forever, Miss Amber.”

“Thank you so much, Itzayana. We are so glad you all could make it,” said Amber, trying not to look directly into her eyes. “Can I sign a picture for you?”

“Yes, thank you, Miss Amber. Still feeling better?” Itzayana knew only she and Amber would get the hidden meaning.

Itzayana looked at her brown eyes, darting subtly toward her before focusing on signing the picture.

Amber flipped it over and jotted something before handing it to her.

“Thanks to your help today, I feel like a new person.” Amber saw the others watching them, while smiling naughtily. “Dehydration is a serious thing.”

Amber loved the back and forth, looked at her calmly, and continued. “In fact, I’m a bit parched right now, I’d better get some more.”

Amber reached out a hand and shook Itzayana’s. “Thanks again for coming. Hope to see you soon.” Then she turned and waved to the rest, “Goodnight, ladies. Thank you so much.”

Next, she returned backstage, to get her bag, and take the back exit from the auditorium.

Itzayana flipped the picture to read the back and flushed with joy, as she read, ‘Cabin 516, 45 minutes if you can make it.’

She would make it, but she had no desire to wait. She knew Amber would want to shower and change, but Itzayana needed to live out her fantasy of unwrapping that outfit slowly. And she also knew she wanted her real taste, not the soapy-scented version Amber wanted to present. Itzayana wanted her raw, salty-sweet flavor and natural scent. Amber brought out a primal hunger in her and it was time to feed.

As she returned to her cabin, Amber’s heart pounded, trying to imagine what she would do if Itzayana showed up. She wondered what to wear. Pajamas seemed silly, but nothing she had brought seemed right for a late-night liaison. And what if she didn’t come. As nervous as she was, there was no mistaking the looks Itzayana had given her during the show. And what happened on the daybed that morning made it obvious that Itzayana would be coming to see her.

When she turned the corner into the hallway to her room, she gasped at the sight of Itzayana already waiting at her door. She wasn’t ready. They had kept the auditorium quite cool, but under the lights, performing always made her sweat at least a bit. But the smile on Itzayana’s face, and those seductively hungry eyes pushed all that anxiety away.

“You’re early,” said Amber, as she stepped slowly closer. Their eyes fixed on one another and the air seemed suddenly thicker and breathing more labored. Amber swallowed hard and tried to speak. “I, ah, was going to shower…”

The fingers that had taken Amber to new heights of pleasure just hours before, rose up to Itzayana’s lips and her index finger extended and touched them, signaling Amber to still herself.

Amber quieted and smiled, as Itzayana approached. When she spoke in that accent, Amber was powerless.

“I want to taste you raw, Miss Amber. I want to breathe in your full and natural scent…”

Amber began to lean forward to meet those lips again, but Itzayana stopped her.

“I want to feel your skin against mine, making love to you ’til we fall together, tired and covered in sweat.”

Their lips touched and Amber whimpered as their tongues swirled, and they embraced urgently.

Amber suddenly felt weak in the knees, practically leaning on the tiny woman who stirred such powerful passion in her. She did not want to ruin the moment, but the things Itzayana just described could not be done in the hallway. She fumbled for the key card and as she opened the door, they nearly fell inside, but only stumbled and regained footing without breaking the kiss.

They kissed passionately, hands roaming and heads moving side to side as their lips and tongues seemed to meld together. Amber moved her hands to the knot on her shirt. She needed to shed their clothing and feel only skin between them. But Itzayana’s hand grasped her and stopped her.

Then she gripped Amber’s head in her hands and looked her in the eye. “I want to undress you, Miss Amber. These clothes make me want you all night. You tease me with skin showing, begging for me to kiss.”

She plunged her tongue into Amber’s mouth and walked her backward toward the bed. Amber grunted and panted as her pent-up desires were finally being unleashed. They kissed passionately as she surrendered to the hot-blooded Latina, who played her like a virtuoso.

When her legs hit the bed, Itzayana wrapped an arm around Amber’s back and eased the taller woman slowly back onto the bed, never breaking the kiss, heads shifting and tongues dancing frantically. Both were panting and moaning with lustful pleasure.

Amber loved the taste of her, the feel of her tender lips and scent of her perfume. Her anxiety about not showering had fled her mind the second, their lips met, and she felt Itzayana’s rabid desire. She managed to wiggle her boots off, using the toe of one on the heel of the other, then her toes on the second boot.

As she lay back, Itzayana straddled her and climbed on top of her, kissing her and gently pushing her further onto the bed. Amber wiggled her way up until her heels were on the mattress. When she stopped, Itzayana cupped her cheek and continued to explore her mouth with her remarkable tongue.

Itzayana worked the bandana free and slipped it off of Amber’s neck, then began to kiss her neck as she spoke to her between kisses.

“Oh, my angel, I have wanted this all night,” she panted and kissed. “You tease me with this blouse,” she kissed again.

And Amber moaned as the hot breath on her neck sent tingling waves down her spine. Amber tilted her head, surrendering her tender neck.

“I have been wet for you, wanting to kiss my way down the skin between your blouse, and untie that knot that kept me from seeing all of you.” She kissed her some more, moving slowly toward the front of her neck.

“Oh, Itzayana, I want you so much,” the taller brunette groaned, as she cupped the back of her blonde head, encouraging her to keep kissing.

“Skin like an angel,” the Latina said between kisses, and began to kiss lower. “Even better than I dreamed.”

Amber whimpered as those lips tickled her skin, sending tingling waves of pleasure into her steaming pussy. “Oh yes, your lips are so–“

“Hungry for you,” panted Itzayana, kissing lower. “All of you, my angel.”

Itzayana fought the urge to pull the top open and kiss her breasts. She had imagined undressing her a certain way and she would follow her plan. When she arrived at the necklace, she marveled at its uniqueness and how it had aroused her all evening. She kissed her gently at the top of the long silver blade.

“This shiny silver arrow pointing to your beautiful pink flower teased me all night. I must follow its command.”

Amber panted, caressing her soft blonde hair, gyrating her hips at the thought of those heavenly lips reaching their target. Everything about Itzayana excited her. Her words, her accent, her touch, her scent, and most of all– her eyes.

Amber trembled and whimpered as she felt the tip of Itzayana’s tongue trace down the length of the necklace blade. She looked down as Itzayana locked eyes and she teased her tongue back up the length of the necklace. A loud, whimpering moan escaped Amber as those hungry eyes penetrated her mind, nearly pushing her to a climax without being touched.

When Itzayana reached the top of the blade, she picked her head up and smiled, knowing she was in complete control. She let her breath wash over Amber’s exposed skin as she moved still lower and kissed the skin between the necklace and the shirt-tail knot.

“You taste heavenly, my angel,” whispered Itzayana, as she kept her eyes on Amber’s while she jumped over the knot to the strip of skin between the shirt and her waistband.

Itzayana relished the look of desperation in Amber’s eyes, as she kissed her way from side to side on her delicately soft tummy. Amber’s whimpers grew more intense as Itzayana mixed in a lap of her tongue between each kiss. She grinned up at her and ran her tongue the width of her hips along the edge of her waistband.

Amber’s head rolled back, and hips pushed up to meet her tongue. “Oh please,” whimpered Amber.

“Please what, my angel?” teased Itzayana.

Amber wanted to scream, ‘eat my pussy now ’til I come on that gorgeous face,’ but instead, whispered. “Please don’t stop.”

“I have not yet begun, my angel,” replied Itzayana. Unable to resist her belly button any longer, she kissed it, then swirled her tongue inside it, causing Amber to spasm from the chills that shot through her body.

“OH God!” she squeaked, quivering at Itzayana’s touch.

Itzayana pressed her tongue against her belly button as she used both hands to untie the knot and pull open Amber’s shirt. Next, she ran her tongue up her belly toward her right breast. Amber raised her body to meet her as her tongue moved higher, whimpering, knowing where she was heading with those delicate lips.

The tongue moved up her breast and circled her areola before her kiss landed warmly on her stiffening nipple. Amber gasped and moaned when Itzayana’s hand gripped her breast, and her tongue swirled before playfully nibbling her nipple.

She could only repeat her sigh of pleasure, “Oh, Itzayana,” signaling her surrender.

“Soft angel breasts, with stiff devilish nipples…” Itzayana switched hands and moved to her left breast, pinching her evil little nipple before kissing and tonguing it.

After ravaging her breasts, Itzayana needed the blouse gone, so she straddled her and sat up. Sliding a hand under the shoulder of the shirt, she began pushing it off one shoulder at a time. Amber helped by pulling her arm through and when she was free, Itzayana stretched out her legs between Amber’s and began ravenously kissing her again, then she moved to her neck and shoulders kissing both sides thoroughly, before returning to her breasts.

Amber felt a soaking-wet ache between her legs and wanted her jeans off. Her hands returned to Itzayana’s head gently pushing her lower.

“Patience, angel,” she whispered between kisses, refusing to be pushed.

A high-pitched squeak of urgency escaped Amber’s throat, as she wriggled her body in desperation. Itzayana smiled as she began to work her way back to her belly. When she circled her belly button, Amber moaned, and Itzayana reached for the button on Amber’s Levi’s. Amber cooed her consent.

Once the button was undone, Itzayana straddled Amber’s thighs and sat upright. With two hands, she worked the zipper as she smiled down at Amber. “Can we get these off of you, angel?” she teased, with those eyes looking at her seductively.

Amber replied with a whimpering nod, swallowing hard in anticipation.

“I have been dreaming of your sweet flower’s nectar all day, my angel. So heavenly warm and soft…” Itzayana gripped the flaps of her jeans, slid her fingers under the waistline of her panties, slipped her hands out to Amber’s hips, and began to pull.

Amber pushed her pelvis toward the ceiling and rocked them side to side, helping her peel the tight pants down.

As the dark-haired singer’s muff came into view, Itzayana hummed. “You will let me taste you, yes?” asked Itzayana mockingly, with her sexy smile.

“Oh, please, Itzayana.”

“Beg for it, angel,” she replied, as she knee-walked herself down the bed wrangling Amber’s pants over her hips.

“Please, Itzayana,” she pleaded.

“Tell me what you want, angel,” said Itzayana, puckering her lips as she pulled the pants lower.

“I want to feel those lips…”

Itzayana smiled and worked the pants past her knees.

“Where, my angel?” She continued, as she slid off the bed and stood up. Then Itzayana pulled the pants up to her chest, raising Amber’s legs as they clung to her ankles.

“Please, kiss my pussy, Itzayana,” begged Amber, feeling somehow liberated by saying it out loud.

As the pants cleared her feet, Amber’s legs fell back to the bed and Itzayana gazed at her. She giggled as Amber covered her breasts with her forearms and rested her hands under her chin.

“Don’t cover yourself, Miss Amber, I want to see my beautiful angel.”

Amber let her arms fall to her side, blushing.

“Much better my angel. Now, will you open your flower to me again?”

Amber complied and spread her legs, slowly bending her knees and bringing her heels closer to her ass. Amber watched Itzayana’s eyes widen, mesmerized by her engorged, glistening labia, slowly peeling apart as she spread.

“Very good, my angel,” said Itzayana, leaning forward to crawl on the bed. “You tempt me like the devil, Miss Amber.”

Itzayana’s lips glistened in the low light of the single lamp Amber had left on. She reminded Amber of a drooling animal closing in on its prey. Itzayana kissed her left knee, then slowly kissed her inner thigh, moving closer to the prize. Amber whimpered when those soft, warm lips tickled the sensitive skin of her inner thigh.

Moving closer, Itzayana took a slow, deep breath through her nose and hummed her arousal. “Such a fragrant flower, my angel.”

Amber whined and puffed, as those precious pink lips kissed close enough to feel the blonde beauty’s breath wash over her wetness.

She kissed the crease between mons and thigh, causing Amber to whine and push her pelvis toward Itzayanna’s mouth.

“Oh, but there is more to explore, my angel,” she taunted, letting her lips tease her muff as she moved to the right knee and kissed her way back down.

Amber gave a frustrated puff and let her ass fall back to the bed, and she propped herself up on her elbows, looking pleadingly down at Itzayana.

“Is my angel having a, how you say, tantrum?”

“Please, Itzayana,” she begged, with a cracking voice.

Itzayana kissed slowly closer again, caressing her outer thigh as she continued. She kept her eyes fixed on Amber’s, this time grinning between kisses. Amber’s neck craned forward, and her mouth hung open, willing Itzayana to get to her target.

“What do you want, my angel?” she asked, stopping for just a moment to force a response.

“Please eat my pussy, Itzayana, I’ll do anything.”

“Is that a promise?”

“Yes! Please!”

Amber trembled, as Itzayana’s breath flushed across her spread labia, letting out a long groan; her mouth hung wide, and her lips were quivering.

Itzayana’s tongue extended and her head lowered, her tongue tip gently tickled her labia and drew slowly up the length of her slit, ever so slightly touching her. Amber’s eyes closed and she sighed in a quaking exhale, rolling her pelvis forward to make full contact with her tongue.

“Your nectar is so sweet, my angel. May I have more?” she continued to taunt, backing up slightly.

“Please!” squeaked Amber, thrusting her hips higher.

Itzayana wrapped her hands under and around Amber’s thighs, as she wiggled her body closer and took a firm, steady lick up her length.

“Oh yes! Itzayana feels so– hah!” yelled Amber, as she looked down at those eyes staring into hers, while that beautiful mouth pressed its warm softness into her steaming heat. “Oh yes please, I need that so… Ah!”

Itzayana pulled up. “You taste like heaven, my angel, can you please come in my mouth?”

As she made contact again, Amber began to rock her hips. She had needed to come again since the second Itzayana withdrew her fingers from her earlier in the day. “Yes, please Itzayana, I love what you do to me. Please make me, hah!”

Itzayana began to bob her head, wildly licking up and down, pausing to swirl her tongue on Amber’s rock-like clit.

“Oh! God! Itz– ah!” Amber’s head rolled back, and her arms went to her side, as her torso collapsed back onto the bed and her hips rolled.

Itzayana’s pace quickened again, and Amber gripped a handful of the bedspread in each hand and screamed at the ceiling, in the throes of an earth-shattering climax.

Itzayana’s arms squeezed Amber’s thighs and pulled her face harder into her oozing pussy. Her head moved ravenously, refusing to slow as she felt Amber spasm in her grasp, with screams of pleasure echoing through the cabin. Amber could feel herself being pushed to the limit and sensed what would happen if Itzayana didn’t stop.

She released her grip on the bed and pushed Itzayana’s head to get some relief. It only made the fiery Latina grip Amber’s thighs even tighter, and mumble, “Huh-uh, huh-uh,” into her pussy.

Unable to control it, Amber squirted a series of five quick blasts of cum coated Itzayana’s face and hair. But her tiny partner with the unending appetite devoured her mercilessly.

Beneath the echoing screams of bliss, the sloshing sound of Itzayana’s face grinding in Amber’s gushing cunt drove Itzayana to milk her quarry’s climax to the edge of Amber’s endurance.

Amber was reduced to a defenseless, convulsing vessel of pleasure, never wanting it to end, but unable to endure it any longer, for fear of a complete system meltdown. Her screams seemed to come from outside her body and her limbs trembled as if she were on the verge of hyperthermia.

As the last gush of cum subsided and she had sufficiently quenched her thirst, Itzayana slowed her pace and moved her focus from Amber’s clit, to sucking in her sticky, sweet juices.

Amber gasped for breath, repeating, “Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God,” with each chest-heaving exhale.

Itzayana smiled into Amber’s engorged pussy, savoring her taste, and basking in the feeling of satisfaction that filled her from knowing she was the cause of Amber’s bliss. She held on, continuing to lick her clean as Amber began to recover. Her body began to relax, and Itzayana released her grip on Amber’s thighs. She gazed up at Amber, watching her chest rise and fall, waiting for Amber to recover enough to look her way. She felt like she would never tire of feeling her tongue engulfed by Amber’s buttery-soft folds and tasting her tangy sweetness.

Eventually, Amber looked down at the mysterious beauty savoring her most intimate parts and could hardly believe it.

“Oh, Itzayana, you make me feel so damned good. I’ve never…”

Amber was at a loss for words, as Itzayana’s eyes seemed to smile at her even though her face and hair were coated with Amber’s cum. She was embarrassed, but in awe that it did not seem to faze the blonde Latina in the slightest.

After a moment, Itzayana kissed her way up Amber’s body, enjoying the pale softness of Amber’s skin. She crawled her way up, stopping for a moment at her breasts again. They were smaller than Itzayana’s, but more than filled her hands as she gripped them, kissing and nibbling her nipples.

Amber was completely relaxed, enjoying the sensation. Men seemed to grope them roughly, but Itzayana knew the line that could cross over to pain and never touched it.

Finally, she crawled her way up Amber’s body and as she lowered to kiss her, Amber responded hungrily and deeply, moaning as she tasted her own cum from Itzayana’s mouth. She even went as far as lapping her tongue around Itzayana’s lips as they shifted to taste it even more.

Itzayana felt another rush, knowing Amber liked the taste. Her dress had crawled up her thighs when she straddled Amber and part of her ass cheeks were peeking out. Amber’s hands soon found them as she let them roam over Itzayana’s body, touching a woman’s body for the first time.

She groaned and slid her fingers under Itzayana’s panties, then gripped her tight little buns firmly. Itzayana groaned and ground herself against Amber, urging her to reach further. Amber slid her fingers between Itzayana’s buns and curled her fingers into her wetness. Itzayana’s reaction sent Amber into a passionate frenzy, as Itzayana’s left knee slid up the bed, past Amber’s hip and on up her side, spreading her pussy to encourage Amber’s touch.

Amber needed no more prompting, and began sliding her middle and index fingers down her ass crack, then splitting her labia, as her fingers melted between her lips.

Itzayana broke the kiss and buried her face into Amber’s neck, moaning as her angel’s fingers finally touched her where she needed it.

“I’ve never felt anything so warm and soft, Itzayana,” whispered Amber. Her left hand caressed her back and buns, pulling her dress higher each time, as her right continued to move from her steamy wetness up her ass crack then back down to her spread pussy, where she teased penetration only to pull back.

“Oh you feel so good, Itzayana, your skin is like silk,” and as her hand slid back down her middle finger, curled inside her. “You’re so wet, and so tight.”

She felt Itzayana’s open mouth press against her neck and moan as her finger slipped inside her.

“Oh, my angel,” gasped Itzayana, before kissing Amber’s neck.

Her hips rolled as Amber pushed deeper inside her, and Amber was not sure what to do next. She’d never been with a woman, and there were so many possibilities. She wanted to taste her, but was terrified she might not be good at it. On the other hand, Itzayana was practically fucking her fingers, and it felt so good inside her, touching her in such an intimate way.

She knew she wanted the dress off, so with her left hand she gripped it and pulled it up. Itzayana raised her body up to assist, but as Amber struggled, Itzayana quickly moved her right knee up, straddled Amber, sat up with her pussy touching Amber’s mons, and pulled the dress over Itzayana’s head and tossed it.

Amber’s hands glided up her firm tummy to her C-cup-sized breasts, and realized Itzayana was nearly twice as big. When Itzayana leaned back down and began kissing Amber again, Amber reluctantly released her silky soft breasts, wrapped her arms around Itzayana and returned the kiss.

Their naked bodies pressed together, and Itzayana lay on top of her with her legs spread outside of Amber’s. Itzayana had slipped her hands under Amber’s shoulders, where they were pinned between her shoulders and the mattress. Their breasts pressed together as Amber’s hands were drawn to her lover’s ass again. Her buns were firm, and her skin like satin, making Amber feel like her hands were where they were meant to be. They kissed passionately as her hands roamed over her curves from her lower back to her upper thighs.

They continued for a long moment, and Amber relished the feel of their skin touching from head to toe. Then, Itzayana surprised her by once again bringing her left knee up high, spreading herself open before gripping Amber’s right hand and placing it on the crack of her ass.

Again, Amber followed her lead and slid her fingers down her crack over her little sphincter, causing a gasp from Itzayana and a little push of her ass skyward. Amber had never touched anyone there before, but noted Itzayana’s reaction, as her fingers continued down to her wetness.

Itzayana moaned as her conquest’s fingers split her pussy lips, first down then back up the length of her split. “I love touching you, Itzayana,” whispered Amber.

Itzayana hummed, “Um-huh”, as she reengaged their kiss.

Amber rubbed from her clit to her ass crack, spreading Itzayana’s wetness as she stroked. Each time she pulled her fingers back, Itzayana moaned as Amber touched her asshole.

This confused Amber, having never touched another woman sexually, she was surprised by Itzayana’s reaction. To test it, Amber lingered briefly with her finger pressing on her little bud, and Itzayana pushed herself toward Amber’s finger. When Amber felt her sphincter start to give way, she pulled quickly back without penetrating her and moved her pussy. She was still afraid she was misreading her signals.

She had to admit she was fascinated feeling Itzayana’s little wrinkled hole; like a child with a new toy, her fingers wanted to touch it again. But as she slid back into her pussy, she was in awe of how perfectly round and smooth the walls of her vagina felt. Everything was so new, strange, and exciting, but not like she had imagined. Yet all that mattered, really, was Itzayana’s bliss. She wanted to give her as much pleasure as she had just experienced, if that were even possible.

She worked two fingers in and out of Itzayana’s pussy as her hips rolled. “I love being inside you, Itzayana,” panted Amber.

Itzayana kissed her harder, then moved back to her neck, and Amber felt Itzayana’s pussy clamp down on her fingers. “My pussy can bite too, my angel.”

“You feel so good,” sighed Amber, overwhelmed by the feel of their breasts and bellies touching and the softness of her skin as her left hand caressed her firm round ass. “I never want to stop touching you.”

She recalled how Itzayana had teased her and decided that maybe that was what Itzayana wanted. So she pulled back out and dragged her wetted fingers back up her ass crack, with a tease of her little rose bud. Itzayana pushed herself against the finger and cooed like a dove, and with that cue, Amber pushed her finger slowly inside her.

Itzayana sighed, “I think my angel has a naughty side.”

Her little Spanish temptress rocked her hips so sexily in response to her finger, Amber moaned along with her. She had never imagined doing that to anyone, but Itzayana clearly liked it, and began to rub her wetness on Amber’s right hip, coating her skin with her juices. She could feel her labia spread as Itzayana gyrated slowly.

Itzayana’s head rose up and she looked into Amber’s eyes. “I think there is some demon in you, Miss Amber,” she said with a smile, before kissing her passionately.

Amber worked her middle finger slowly in and out her tight little sphincter, and extended her others to her pussy, but could barely reach her soaked pussy lips. Her own pussy heated at the feel of the Latin beauty moving so smoothly and sexily. Itzayana’s kisses stoked a fire in Amber’s belly that threatened to consume her.

Then, Itzayana broke the kiss and looked at her with those eyes again, as her pussy rubbed her harder. “I have more holes, and you have more fingers, my demon.”

With that, Itzayana kissed her slowly and sensually as her hips pressed harder and continued her rhythmic motion.

Amber extended her left hand, but it could not reach since Itzayana clung to Amber’s right hip. So she pulled out, extended her right hand, and curled her fingers into her hungry pussy.

Itzayana moaned into Amber’s mouth as she began to work her fingers in and out. Then she moved her thumb toward her asshole and wiggled it against her.

Her paramour whimpered and she continued to swirl her thumb against her tight wrinkles. As she pressed and retreated, Itzayana’s moans grew more intense until she broke the kiss and looked at her again.

“No more teasing, demon, you know where I need that finger. You need to make me come, Miss Amber,” commanded Itzayana, before her tongue slid deep into Amber’s mouth.

Amber pulled out of her one last time, spreading her juices over her rosebud, before plunging her fingers back in and pressing her thumb firmly into her new lover’s hungry ass.

Itzayana moaned, “Um-huh, um-huh,” as her hips rolled faster and faster. She broke the kiss and pressed her cheek to Amber’s neck, panting hard as her hips frantically, rubbed her pussy against her angel’s silky skin.

“Oh Am-ber!” she squealed, as Amber used her musical talents to plunge her fingers at a quintuplet beat to Itzayana’s hips.

She struggled to match Itzayana’s motion and maintain her quint beat. But she managed, and no other instrument she had ever played made such a pleasing sound as Itzayana’s blissful reverberations echoing through the room.

Itzayana’s head rested on Amber’s shoulder as she rabidly rubbed her clit against her warm, satiny skin. She could no longer speak as a long-building climax was taking her. Puffs of hot breath washed over Amber’s neck as high-pitched moans blared from what earlier looked like the most peaceful delicate lips she had ever seen.

Amber was overwhelmed by so many new sensations; she felt the throbbing tingle between her legs growing to a nearly orgasmic levels as each thrust of Itzayana’s hips rocked her body, pressing her labia together and jarring her clit as she felt Itzayana’s rock-hard button slamming her hip.

The intensity of Itzayana’s climax was one of the most exhilarating feelings of her life. The beautiful woman who had, somehow, mesmerized her was as helpless as she was to hold back the animal attraction that consumed them both.

As Amber’s hand tired, the rush of hot cream that coated her fingers drove her to continue until finally, Itzayana’s screams of pleasure crescendoed and she rolled off to Amber’s right side spinning off of Amber’s fingers. She crawled up and rested her head on Amber’s shoulder, with her right arm and thigh draped across Amber.

“Are you sure this is your first time, Miss Amber? No one has ever taken my ass on a first date,” she asked, as she panted, regaining her breath.

Amber was stunned. She would never have imagined what had just happened, but even so, to categorize a finger as ‘taking her ass’ seemed excessive. However, she thought if the situation were reversed, she might very well categorize it the same way. She was in a panic, thinking she really did misread her signals.

“You somehow know just what excites me, my demon angel, I can keep no secrets from you,” she said. “No one has ever made me come some hard on a first date… or a second date… or a third date.”

Itzayana’s fingers began to caress Amber’s tummy.

Just like that, Amber’s paranoia passed, and she closed her eyes, focusing on Itzayana’s touch. Her confidence level grew, and she realized she still wanted to repay the glorious tongue lashing Itzayana gave her, despite her fear of not being good at it. She wanted to feel what it was like to bring as much pleasure with her mouth. After building up to it, she took a deep breath and asked the question.

“Itzayana, may I please taste you?” she asked, without opening her eyes.

“Oh, my angel is so shy, why do I think the demon hides behind that question?” teased the heavenly Spanish voice.

Amber dared not look into those eyes, or she would have been surely lost forever.

“You have my taste on those devilish fingers, Miss Amber. Taste them and tell me if you want to feed from the source. I think that demon tongue might just devour me.”

Amber complied without thinking, bringing her fingers toward her mouth.

“Look at me when you taste me, Miss Amber, please,” whispered Itzayana, her lips tickling the blonde singer’s ear.

Itzayana propped her head up with her palm on her ear and elbow on the mattress, smiling seductively as Amber’s eyes opened. Amber whimpered as those alluring brown eyes with the perfect eyebrows took her gaze and held it.

Itzayana’s mouth opened in anticipation, as she watched Amber move the two fingers that had been inside her toward her bright red lips. Itzayana’s lips puckered as if she were receiving the fingers herself. She watched Amber’s lips close on the fingers and cheeks pull in from the suction.

That moment confirmed in Amber’s mind that she wanted nothing more than to smother her tongue in Itzayana’s folds and to taste her from the source. She hummed as the salty sweetness infiltrated her taste buds and stoked the burning between her legs.

Itzayana’s eyes brightened with the realization that Amber was hers and soon would prove it. She watched in awe as Amber sucked the fingers clean and when she removed them, to Itzayana’s surprise, Amber breathed in deeply, as the thumb that had penetrated her most taboo orifice brushed slowly past her nostrils.

“You are a little demon, aren’t you, Miss Amber? Tell me what you want,” she commanded in a wispy, sensual voice.

“I want to taste your sweet pussy, Itzayana. I want to feel my tongue melt into you like my finger did,” pleaded Amber, losing herself in those eyes. “I want to taste you coming in my mouth, please.”

“You make me so happy, my angel, but first I want you to meet my favorite finger, Miss Amber.”

Itzayana’s hand moved to Amber’s mouth, and hovered for a moment, as Amber instinctively let her lips part, anticipating her fingers. But Itzayana gently touched the tip of her septum and traced her fingertip down to meet her top lip and followed her lips around her mouth, lightly touching with only one finger.

This is the finger that touched your clit this morning and later mine after we parted. I used it to make myself come as I remember how you opened yourself to me. You excite me so much, I needed relief before hearing your angel voice again, at the show.

Amber’s lips parted and she took the finger into her mouth. When it touched her tongue, Itzayana continued.

“Hello, angel tongue. My finger would like to show your beautiful, red lips and that naughty tongue where to go on my body.”

Amber whimpered and nodded, as the finger pulled out and slid down to Amber’s neck. Itzayana’s eyes held Amber transfixed, as the finger traced the route Amber would soon follow with her obedient mouth. She had imagined exploring Itzayana’s body since their daybed encounter earlier in the day.

The finger moved to her shoulders, zig-zagging its way down her chest, to her breasts. Each time Amber moaned, Itzayana’s lips puckered slightly, in sympathetic understanding.

Amber’s chest rose as the finger reached her breast and spiraled around her breast, until it circled her nipple. “You are sensitive there too, so I hope you understand the need for you to linger…”

The finger circled her nipple and teased it even stiffer. “You like this too, don’t you, Miss Amber.”

Amber squeaked and nodded, unable to break the gaze of those catlike brown eyes. Her moans grew more intense as the finger moved to her other breast and repeated the path. Next, Itzayana’s leg withdrew from Amber’s pelvis as the finger swirled her tummy and finished rimming her belly button.

Amber’s tummy convulsed up and down as the tickling finger sent tingling waves from her belly to her throbbing pussy. Amber whined, wanting Itzayana’s lips on hers, but instead, she held her head just out of range, eyes locked on Amber’s, loving being in control.

As the finger traced its way to the top of her muff, Amber’s hips rolled. Amber could imagine following the path down Itzayana’s body, planting gentle kisses, and tracing her tongue over her most sensitive spots.

“Please let me taste you, Itzayana,” she pleaded.

“Soon, my angel, but the finger must show you the way, first.” Itzayana grinned, drunk with power.

Amber was entranced, as her hips rolled helplessly, willing the finger lower and Itzayana complied, slowly. It traced its way around her well-manicured bush and up her inner thigh. Amber took her left knee out to the side, opening herself for her tormentor.

“I love when the flower opens for me, my angel.”

The finger traced her inner thigh just around her mons, then jumped to the other side, before swirling through her bush, circling her labia without touching them.

Amber’s mouth hung open ready to release her moan of approval when the finger finally touched her labia. Itzayana smiled as the finger ever so softly moved up the length of her labia. She stopped just shy of Amber’s clit then back down separating her lips and melting into her wetness.

The angel voice sang out in a high-pitched quivering song of bliss.

“I want those angel soft lips and that devilish tongue right here, Miss Amber,” as the finger moved to her clit.

“Oh yes, please!” begged Amber, only her thoughts shifted from using her mouth to pleasure her lover, to needing the finger to finish what it started.

Her hips rolled and her moans echoed.

“Oh, angel, I’m not sure my clit can get this hard,” teased Itzayana.

Amber screamed out on the verge of another climax.

Those eyes held hers as she was at the mercy of the blonde vixen who brought unimaginable pleasure.

“I give you just one finger, Miss Amber, and you give me your beautiful, hungry body completely…”

“Yes, please Itzayana!” screamed Amber, as her hips pressed toward the ceiling.

“Can you show me how hard your mouth will make me come, my angel.”

“Oh God, yes! Coming so hard, Miss Itz-eye-ah-na!”

The finger pressed hard on her clit, in tiny relentless circles. Her back arched, pressing herself against the lone finger that controlled her body, the finger that had been inside Itzayana, and had then brought her overwhelming pleasure.

The expression on Itzayana’s face was one of pure delight, only adding to the overwhelming bliss that gripped Amber’s mind and body. Amber’s mouth was wide open, and her shouts of bliss went uncontained. Once again, her body surrendered as jets of cum erupted in rhythmic blasts from her electrified pussy.

“Oh yes, my angel, show me,” panted Itzayana.

Amber’s body spasmed with each squirt until she collapsed back onto the bed, completely spent. Then the finger gave in and let the others join in stroking her soft, soaked labia slowly as Amber caught her breath and gained her composure.

“Oh, Itzayana, no one’s ever…” Amber looked into those smiling eyes and shook her head with a subtle smile and complete loss for words.

“I know, my angel,” replied Itzayana, as she finally moved in for a kiss.

After a moment, Amber decided it was time, and rolled them both, until she was on top and sat astride Itzayana. Amber was upright with her pussy lips touching Itzayana’s muff and palms on her abs. She looked down at her, hungrily, with confidence after Itzayana had mapped out exactly what she wanted.

Amber leaned forward, straddling her lover, on all fours with her face hovering over Itzayana’s.

She lowered her head so their lips could meet. Amber fluttered with excitement, relishing the thought of returning the favor and this time, she was in the driver’s seat. She could hardly believe what had just happened, but knew she wanted more. Needed more, like an addict needed her fix.

Their tongues twirled and she slowly moved to her neck and shoulders, crawling backwards on all fours as she kissed and lapped with her tongue, to her chest and began to circle her breasts.

“I love kissing you, Itzayana,” whispered Amber, as she planted feathery kisses around the base of her breast and spiraled her way toward her nipple. Her hand moved to grip her breasts, and she again realized how much larger she was than herself; two hands could barely contain one breast.

She gently squeezed and kneaded Itzayana’s breast, as her lips and tongue worked her nipple. When Itzayana sighed and her chest heaved, Amber felt a rush of added confidence.

“Angel lips feel so soft,” gasped Itzayana.

As Amber pressed her tongue against her erect nipple and waggled it side to side, Itzayana hummed her encouragement. When she continued, Amber’s own arousal grew, and she realized the reality of exploring Itzayana was even better than her imagination. Every gentle kiss created a sigh of contentment for the object of her desires. Every swirling lap of her tongue resulted in a moan and push back from Itzayana’s willing body. Each reaction from Itzayana defied physics. It did not produce an equal and opposite reaction in Amber, but a stronger and deeper reaction in Amber’s body.

She followed the path Itzayana had provided, moving to her other breast then on to her silken belly, lingering at her belly button allowing her tongue tip to explore the wrinkles and crannies.

Itzayana wiggled as the tingling sensation radiated through her loins and her abs spasmed from the delicate contact and warm breath that flooded over her. Then Amber pressed a knee between her thighs and nudged them open, making room for both knees between Itzayana’s legs.

Amber breathed in her scent and the urgency grew. She wanted to drop straight down and plunge her tongue into Itzayana’s hot wetness, but resisted the urge, determined to stay on the path Itzayana had laid out for her. She moved slowly and methodically, savoring the scent and soothing warmth of her lover’s body. Her tongue relished the salty taste of the Latina’s skin, after a night of dancing and bouncing along with the crowd.

She cooed as her chin brushed the soft hairs of Itzayana’s muff and moved her lips close to kiss the border of her trimmed bush. The musky scent of her sex made Amber’s lips tremble as she first kissed the satin-like skin of Itzayana’s inner thigh. Amber breathed in deeply through her nose, letting the tingling wave flow through her body with each breath before releasing her hot breath across her target.

Kissing her inner thigh, Amber’s cheek brushed her wet labia and they both moaned together. With that, Amber’s patience was gone. She looked into Itzayana’s eyes, lying flat between her legs with her forearms resting between her thighs. Then she extended her tongue and split her labia, running her tongue up the length of her crack, stopping short of her clit, for a bit of revenge.

“I think my angel is really a demon,” groaned Itzayana, as the tongue made a second pass, pushing in further.

Amber moaned, as the powerful flavor penetrated her taste buds. “I love how you taste, Itzayana,” she said, between licks.

“Oh, angel,” moaned Itzayana, as she raised her knees and opened herself up further.

Amber repositioned and wrapped arms around Itzayana’s thighs. She licked firmly but slowly, savoring her taste and determined to build her lover’s climax slowly. After several firm licks, she extended her tongue and wiggled it into the Latina’s tight little hole, soaking her nose and cheeks as she tongue-fucked someone for her first time.

Itzayana’s moans made Amber’s body tingle, encouraging her further. Her tongue explored Itzayana’s vulva, kissing and licking from the crease of her thighs and outer labia to her pubis, observing her lover’s reaction with each touch. She teased and sucked her clitoral hood, sucked and nibbled her tangy-sweet pussy lips, slowly picking up the pace as Itzayana’s groans intensified.

“No more teasing, demon angel, please make me come,” whispered Itzayana, with a tone of desperation.

Her hand moved to Amber’s head, and she guided her to focus her attention to her clit. Amber complied, sucking it in.

“Oh yes, angel, tease with your tongue,” moaned Itzayana, as Amber complied. “Oh yes! Ah! Finger-fuck-me-please!” she squealed, in broken gasps.

Amber quickly slipped in two fingers and rapidly pumped them in and out, faster and harder, as Itzayana’s moans intensified and her hips seemed to vibrate, in a climactic quiver.

“Yes, yes, oh God, angel! Coming-so-hard! Ah! Ah! Ah!”

Itzayana pulled Amber’s face against her soaked pussy, as she moved her mouth in tiny circles, sucking on the hard nub of Itzayana’s clit, flicking it rapidly with her tongue tip. Itzayana spasmed and shivered as the orgasm gripped her.

Amber moaned, her own pussy throbbing from the joy of pleasing her beautiful Spanish lover. The look of desperation in those amazing eyes excited Amber beyond words. She felt on the verge herself, as she relished the taste of that sweet, gushing come.

Itzayana seemed overwhelmed and moved her hands to push Amber off, but she resisted, Amber clamping her arms to the shorter Latina’s thighs and milking her climax for just a few more seconds, before releasing her grip. When she backed away, Amber was shocked by the strings of milky white cum that clung to both of them, stretching between them, until the tendrils broke and clung to their skin.

Itzayana held her head back, panting and recovering her breath before speaking in heavy gasps. “Oh, demon angel, you do things to me, like…”

Amber’s smile was ear to ear, as she saw her paramour at a loss for words. “Was that good, Itz–“

“You know it was, you little devil,” panted Itzayana, with her own devilish grin. “You say you’ve never done this before?” Her eyes glared at her, skeptically.

Amber blushed and smiled until it hurt. When Itzayana released her head, she looked at the oozing, spread pussy before her, coated in the thick white cum, and leaned in to lick it all off Itzayana’s pink softness.

“I will never tire of tasting you, Itzayana,” she sighed, as she looked up at her and slowly lapped up her cream white cum.

“Oh, angel, you feel so good,” Itzayana sighed, and laid her head back, eyes closed, and she softly moaned as Amber let her tongue explore her lover’s treasures.

Feeling her soft wetness and drinking in her tangy sweet juices was as close to heaven as Amber had ever felt. Itzayana’s hand caressed her head, and her cooing moans brought a feeling of complete contentment to Amber.

After a few moments, Itzayana’s head rose, and their eyes met again. She smiled and curled her finger, summoning Amber to those precious pink lips. Amber complied, crawling seductively up her lover’s body. She resisted the urge to pleasure her big, beautiful breasts, focusing on her celestially soft lips.

When their lips met, Itzayana’s passion erupted yet again, as her tongue slipped in swirling through Amber’s mouth. As Itzayana moaned and kissed more intensely, Amber sensed her excitement from tasting her own cum in her new lover’s mouth. Amber whimpered and groaned along with her, amazed at Itzayana’s openness.

Then Itzayana rolled them over and nearly jumped into position straddling Amber’s pelvis like a rider on a horse. She smiled playfully, as her fingers caressed the skin of Amber’s belly.

“Now I want our clits to meet,” she said, matter-of-factly, before bringing her right leg back over Amber’s body.

She quickly grabbed Amber’s left leg behind the knee and pushed it high and wide, as she straddled Amber’s right thigh. Amber was confused as Itzayana placed Amber’s calf on her shoulder and shuffled her hips forward, coating Amber’s thigh with her wetness.

Before she knew it, Amber felt their pussies touch and she stared up at Itzayana in shock. Itzayana’s arm wrapped Amber’s thigh, holding her left leg high in the air. Itzayana smiled, wiggling her hips and pressing against Amber harder.

Itzayana watched Amber’s eyes widen as she began rolling her hips and rubbing their labia together. She heard Amber moan loudly.

“Oh my God, that feels so good, Itzayana,” Amber panted.

“I fuck you better than any man, angel,” replied Itzayana, confidently.

As her hips ground against Amber’s pelvis, Amber’s mouth opened, and she moaned in disbelief. And with each moan, Itzayana pressed harder and moved faster.

“Never felt anything, ah! Like! This!” moaned Amber.

Itzayana’s hips rolled so sexily, Amber was quickly on the edge. She watched those beautiful hips roll and grind against her pussy.

“Oh, yes, angel, I feel your clit, let’s make them kiss.”

“I feel it, oh, Itzayana!”

“You like me fucking you, angel?”

Amber could not believe she was coming already. The warm wetness sloshed between them as Itzayana’s hips moved in a blur, their clits thumping with each thrust.

“Oh yes! Fuck me, Itzayana! Coming! Ah!”

“Talk dirty, demon angel,” teased Itzayana.

“Oh fuck!” screamed Amber, as the orgasm took her again.

“Let me feel you come for me, Miss Amber,” grunted Itzayana.

Amber’s mouth locked open as she wailed in bliss and felt the gush of cum release against the sweet girl with the devil eyes.

As the orgasm passed, she looked at Itzayana, smiling down at her, hips still rolling slowly but firmly, as the wetness between them coated half of Amber’s thigh, right ass cheek, and had even flowed down her ass crack.

“Was I right, angel?” she asked, knowing the answer.

“So much better,” giggled Amber, as she looked at the joy in Itzayana’s smile.

“You wake things in me, Miss Amber.”

“You awoke things in me I never knew were there,” sighed Amber, feeling Itzayana’s pace increasing slowly.

“You make me hungry, Miss Amber.”

Amber watched the intensity grow in Itzayana’s eyes. “I think we can find some food somewhere, even at this hour,” teased Amber, with a naughty grin.

“Food is not what I hunger for, my angel. You owe me one,” said Itzayana, with her own devilish grin.

“You’re right!” said Amber, and she rolled Itzayana onto her back, nearly pinning her own leg, but managed to free it just in time. She quickly shuffled into the driver’s seat with Itzayana’s leg on her shoulder. She caressed the leg as she kissed her calf softly.

“This time, I drive!”

Itzayana was awash in butterflies as the hunter had then become the hunted. It was like a dream that Amber had taken to their relationship so comfortably. The dark-eyed beauty with the angel voice stared down at her, with joy on her face, and pressed her open flower against Itzayana.

Amber’s eyes closed as she breathed the scent of sex and felt the wet heat between them. Her hips rolled, pressing her clit into the silky warmth of Itzayana’s intimate parts. She kissed Itzayana’s calf and rubbed harder and faster with each pass.

“I feel your clit, Itzayana, please come for me. I want to please you so much,” she sighed.

“Oh yes, feels so good, my angel, right there. Oh yes, right there.”

“I feel it, oh God, I love this,” gasped Amber.

Her hips rocked faster and faster, and she could feel Itzayana’s clit stiffening in response.

“Fuck me, Miss Amber!” yelled Itzayana, staring at her with clenched teeth and intense eyes.

Amber groaned, feeling yet another climax build, but determined to make Itzayana come first.

“Are you gonna come for me, Itzayana?” she asked, with a new sense of power.

“Oh God, yes! Oh God, yes! Oh God, yes! Oh God, yes!”

Amber pounded their pussies together, as Itzayana sang out in a high-pitched urgent cry of ecstasy, shuddering in the throes of an intense orgasm at the hands of her conquest.

“Oh fuck, coming!” screamed Amber, flailing her hips at a blurring speed.

Amber’s thighs, ass, and muff were soaked as they came together in a gushing flow of intermingled cum.

Finally, she collapsed down on Itzayana, feeling her full breasts smashed between them, as she kissed her deeply. When she broke the kiss, she exhaled heavily.

“Damn, Itzayana I’ve never come so hard in my life. You are amazing.”

Itzayana looked back at her, and smiled, “That is you, my angel.”

They kissed some more, and Amber rolled off. “It’s a little chilly from the AC, can we get under the covers?”

“You want me to stay?” asked Itzayana, as if that would be a surprise.

“I think you know the answer is not just yes, but hell yes!”

They snuggled together and in no time, both drifted off to sleep and did not stir until late the next morning.

The others had all returned to their rooms and gone to sleep as they had stated. Mark and Brittney were exhausted and satisfied from the night before. Debbie was relieved to not have to face Susan and Lisa. Though they were both beautiful and would give the straightest of women pause to think, there was something a little scary about Susan. Her confidence was off the scales, and her size and stunning ebony beauty was intimidating. She had gotten so close to Debbie when ‘helping with the sunscreen’, that she could almost taste her breath. It was minty fresh, and her perfume distinctive, and for a moment, she thought Susan might kiss her on the spot.

In all honesty, at that moment, she might have allowed her. Susan’s lips were full and kissable, and curiosity had her wondering just how soft they would feel. Throw in the foot treatment Lisa was delivering, and her defenses had been lowered. Thankfully, it didn’t happen, but Debbie knew it would be best to distance herself and avoid any confusing signals she may have been accidentally putting out.

As she lay in bed, she recalled the foot rub, or should she call it a foot rub off. Lisa did not try to hide the fact she was rubbing herself against Debbie’s heel for all to see, as she rubbed her feet, supposedly ‘helping with the sunscreen’.

Having her feet rubbed had always been a weakness of Debbie; it really was true her last boyfriend stayed in the picture longer than she should have allowed, given the other baggage he carried. But he would rub her feet every night; of course, expecting a reward, and his rubs usually led to reward, that’s for sure.

She was also a bit upset with her sister-in-law, Brittney, for instigating them. She seemed to be taking the ‘what happens on the cruise ship stays on the cruise ship’ joke, literally. Debbie thought Brittney and her new gal pal Brenda might make out at any moment. It was so blatant, she contemplated talking to Mark about it.

As she tried to sleep, she should have been basking in the fact the show went so well, but instead, her thoughts drifted back to the morning. The feel of their hands on her body, the flirting she had done with them, and of course, the foot rub and the moist heat of Lisa’s pussy on her heel, kept repeating in her mind. After a while, she could feel a warm, aching between her legs. Each time she tried to think of something else, those thoughts soon returned.

She even wished, at one point, that she’d brought her vibrator to attend to the ache. But she could never allow herself to do that. That would be worse than kissing her, she thought, ‘might as well go full-on lesbo.’

She got up and poured a glass of wine and downed it slowly. Then a second, causing her cheeks to flush. As she mellowed a bit, still letting those thoughts creep in, she felt the wetness in her panties. “Fuck it,” she said, “I need to sleep.”

She stripped naked, crawled under the covers, and let her fingers slip between her pussy lips. She wet them and began to rub her clit as she was imaging the morning playing all the way out. Lisa was freely and wildly rubbing her spread pussy on Debbie’s foot, while Susan kissed her long and hard, sliding her minty-fresh tongue into Debbie’s mouth. Part of her knew that if she asked them to do what she was fantasizing about, it would have happened, and that pushed her to a powerful orgasm, which finally let her sleep after a long, stressful day.

When she awoke around nine in the morning, she felt a sense of shame as her pussy was crusted shut with dried cum. She showered and resided with the fact that the stress and excitement of their first big show of the trip had somehow affected her judgement, and she would not let anything like that happen again.

She dressed in the less revealing, ruched blue bikini with ruffled trim. She would hook up with the band and encourage them to go to another spot on the ship to avoid the sorority mob.

Unfortunately, the text service on the ship was terrible so she had to meet them on deck. When she got there, she saw Mark and Brittney already settled on lounge chairs. They waved her over and to her surprise, there was Brittney putting sunscreen on Brenda, and Mark talking to a guy he had met in the piano bar, who was a fellow guitar player.

Next to them was Susan, then Lisa, and on the end was Lila McCann’s violin player, Stephanie, in a neon yellow bikini that contrasted greatly with her tatted arm and tummy. Amber was nowhere to be seen, but she was relieved to have Stephanie as a buffer between herself and her two aggressive groupies. So she reluctantly took a seat on a lounge chair with the group.

Almost immediately, Stephanie spoke up, “Not to sound like a broken record, but you guys were great last night. I think you are really gonna go places.”

“Thank you so much, Stephanie. It was a joy to watch you perform as well. You are amazing.”

Debbie had met her at rehearsals and had talked to her for almost half an hour. She was a thirty-five-year-old married mother of two. Her family could not make the trip, and she joked about baching it

As Debbie spread a towel over the lounge chair, Susan eyed her ass. “If I did’t tell you before, I really like that bikini, honey. It looks like a silky blue heart on that plump little ass of yours.”

Lisa chimed in as well, “I agree, it’s so cute and highlights your body beautifully. That is a memorable shade of blue. The heart shape is just precious– the ass of love.”

Debbie sat down, trying not to encourage them, but felt a strange tingle when she made eye contact with Susan and saw her glossy lips glowing in the sun.

Susan sensed it and pushed her further. “We missed you last night, Debbie, we had a great time, didn’t we, girls?”

Stephanie and Lisa answered in unison, “Yes, Miss Susan.”

“We could have used a fourth,” Susan added. “Right, girls?”

“Yes, Miss Susan,” they answered again.

“I would like the foot treatment this morning, Lisa,” said Susan, with authority.

“Thank you. Yes, Miss Susan,” replied Lisa, as she took the position she had taken with Debbie the day before, sitting at the foot of the lounge, knees straddling the chair, forcing her legs wide apart.

Debbie looked at Lisa’s white bikini stretched against her crotch, with a hint of a camel toe, and tried not to think about the feel of her warm softness against her foot the day before. Lisa smiled at Debbie seductively, as Susan closed her eyes and moaned softly.

“You really started something yesterday, Debbie. I’m glad you asked her to do it, and seeing how much you enjoyed it, I just had to try,” said Susan. “And you love doing it, don’t you, Lisa?”

“Yes, Miss Susan, very much.”

Debbie tried to change the subject and engage Brittney and Mark, but when she looked that way, she saw Mark and the guitar player getting up to leave. “See you guys at rehearsal,” said Mark. “Allen and I are gonna play a couple tunes”

She thought about following, but caught a glimpse of Brittney, as she was saying goodbye to Mark. Debbie was, once again, dumfounded, as she saw Brittney straddling her new friend Brenda’s ass, rubbing lotion into her lower back.

“Damn, that’s good, I’ll give you an hour and a half to cut that out,” Susan sighed, and grinned at Debbie. “I just love that comment, Debbie. I hope you don’t mind me using it.”

Debbie didn’t reply, as she was growing more uncomfortable seeing Susan’s heel pressed firmly against Lisa’s crotch, as Lisa rubbed the ball of the Black woman’s foot.

“Lisa and I trained Stephanie last night, in the techniques you taught Lisa, and a few more…”

Debbie’s mind could barely follow the conversation, as she processed what she was hearing. She never asked Lisa for a foot rub. Lisa had just done it on her own. And Debbie clearly never taught her any ‘techniques’, yet they were making it seem like she had made it all happen.

“Stephanie would really like to show you her progress, wouldn’t you, Stephanie?”

“Yes, Miss Susan, please,” replied Stephanie, eagerly.

“Go ahead, Stephanie. Debbie will love it, I’m sure,” said Susan, with a confident smile.

“Careful, she may want to marry you afterwards. She nearly married Brian just for the foot rubs,” teased Brittney. “And she was downright orgasmic yesterday,” she giggled.

Debbie wanted to bite back, but it was like a bad dream she couldn’t wake up from. She wanted to avoid all of this and suddenly Lila McCann’s violinist was assuming the spread-legged position on the end of her lounge chair, and cradling Debbie’s foot.

“I don’t think this a good–” Her words cut short, as Stephanie’s thumbs pushed firmly into the ball of her foot, while her warm, moist pussy pressed against Debbie’s heel through the thin fabric of the neon bikini.

Debbie was stunned into silence. She didn’t want to offend Lila McCann’s band member. Besides, Stephanie was married and straight. Despite the awkwardness, it did feel good, and a grunting moan escaped, “Mmm.”

“Found the sweet spot, Stephanie?” teased Brittney. “I think you’re officially engaged. What happens on the cruise ship…”

Debbie was furious with Brittney, whose hands were slipping under Brenda’s bikini bottom, apparently applying sunscreen to her ass with a big smile. ‘WTF is going on?’ thought Debbie, not even wanting to use the F-word in her own mind.

She looked at Stephanie, with her short black hair and purple tips, smiling at Debbie as she kneaded her foot and subtly gyrated her pussy against her heel. Her brown eyes smiled at her as she did it.

“Does this feel good, Miss Debbie?” asked Stephanie, with a blatantly seductive tone.

“Yes, thank you, Stephanie, it does,” she replied softly, not wanting to offend her, or possibly Lila McCann.

“I get it, Debbie, this feels amazing. The girls have agreed to do this for us every morning, or more, if you want. Right, girls?”

“Yes, Miss Susan,” they said, in unison.

Stephanie’s smile was downright devious, as her eyes looked like she wanted to devour Debbie. Stephanie’s right arm and shoulder were covered with tats in a patterned design, almost like a long-sleeved shirt, and her torso was covered in a music-themed array of notes, lyrics, a piano, and a keyboard. She was in great shape and Debbie was feeling that stirring tingle in her loins again.

“We’ll want the full treatment today,” said Susan, casually.

“Yes, Miss Susan, thank you,” they replied.

Debbie froze, as Stephanie raised Debbie’s foot toward her opening mouth. She couldn’t believe this was happening. A quick glance to her right, and there was Lisa taking Susan’s ebony foot to her mouth.

Debbie’s shocked expression brightened Stephanie’s face, as she stared into Debbie’s eyes and her tongue extended and began to swirl around her big toe. Debbie gasped and the voice in her head yelled, ‘Stop this, Debbie. There are people everywhere, and this is just plain twisted.’

But she couldn’t get her mouth to work– it was a mixture of shock, celebrity admiration, and pleasure that formed a paralyzing potion that kept her quiet. Her eyes rolled toward Susan, who was just laid back, eyes closed, moaning gently, seeming completely contented. Lisa looked just as contented probing between her Black partner’s toes with her tongue.

Debbie’s gaze returned to Stephanie, whose thumbs were then moving to Debbie’s heel, and her tongue swirled around each individual toe, sprinkling in feather-light kisses as she went. Debbie’s eyes closed briefly, at the amazing feeling that flowed from her feet to her nipples with each lap of her warm tongue.

Next, both girls licked the soles of their ‘clients’ feet, from heel to toe, for several firm, slow licks.

“Damn girl, I feel that in my clit,” said Susan, looking at Lisa.

Debbie gasped, involuntarily, accidentally signaling her agreement. She definitely felt it as her pussy heated, and a wave of warm wetness flushed her labia.

“Damn, Debbie. I am so proud of you,” said Brittney.

Then Brenda asked Brittney to come with her to her cabin. “I want to show you the outfit I bought for tonight, if it all works out.”

“Sure. See you, Dee. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t…”

All of the banter about the cruise ship being like Vegas– teasing one another about nothing being off-limits, and the subsequent flirting with her new acquaintances– all came together in Debbie’s mind, as she sat powerless to stop the married mother of two, from sucking her toes in public.

Powerless was probably not the right word; a part of her didn’t want to stop her.

She let her continue, thoroughly massaging, kissing and licking both feet, and ultimately, settling with both heels pressed into Stephanie’s spread pussy. Stephanie’s hips rolled slowly, brushing herself against Debbie’s feet.

Debbie’s mind raced, as she wondered how it would feel if that bikini bottom was off. Her pussy throbbed, and she could feel herself oozing, when she realized she was exactly where she knew she shouldn’t be. Alone with Susan and her minions, which then also included Stephanie.

Her heart pounded, as it hit home– she was not only encouraging them, but actively participating with them. She took a deep breath and politely thanked Stephanie for a great foot rub.

Then she pulled her feet back and spoke as calmly as she could. “I just remembered I have to get some things together before rehearsal today. Thanks again so much, Stephanie, see you at rehearsal.”

She scurried off and up the steps to the next deck. When she was out of sight, she stopped and leaned her ass against the railing, gripping it firmly on either side of her hips to steady herself. She closed her eyes and breathed slowly in and out.

She was telling herself, ‘Keep control, and this time, really stay away from them, and remember who you are.’ She whispered to herself, slowly repeating, “Keep control and remember who you are.”

As she began to calm herself, her moment of serenity was shattered by a familiar voice.

“The crazy things we tell ourselves to suppress what we really need…”

Debbie’s eyes opened and there stood Susan, eyes locked.

“This cruise is the chance of a lifetime. Why are you telling yourself to stay in the bubble of who you were told to be growing up. You are a sexy, grown woman with the chance to drop the façade and really experience living free for the first time.” Susan had stepped closer, placing her gloss full lips only inches away.

“I want you as one of my girls. It’s clear what you really want and there are only nine or ten days left. The excitement you just felt with Stephanie is just the tip of the iceberg. Come to cabin six-twelve in one hour and start living, Debbie. I can have Susan and Stephanie there if you want the full experience.”

Debbie trembled as the thought of kissing those lips sent butterflies through her tummy.

“You look so hot, shaking with desire for me, Debbie…”

“I’m sorry, Susan, but you are mistaken. I am not gay. I did not want to be rude to Stephanie. She’s Lila McCann’s band member and I couldn’t risk offending Lila.”

The Black woman just looked at her, smiling arrogantly. Then she licked her lips and waited.

Debbie needed to fill the silence. “I know I flirted with you and Lisa and that was wrong leading you on. It’s obvious you have some kind of control over Lisa and Stephanie. But I am not gay, so please let me go do what I need to do, and I won’t encourage any of this. I am flattered you’re attracted to me, but nothing can happen. Okay?”

“Debbie, honey, you can’t masturbate this away, trust me. Our time together is short, so stop the charade and come to my cabin– one hour– and let’s make the most of our time together.”

“I told you I’m not gay–“

“Lose the labels, Debbie, your pretty blue ruffled panties have a yummy little dark spot the world can see right now. If you are a good girl, I’ll be tasting that soon enough, but it’s time to start letting go and get what you need, while we’re here together. In nine days, you can go back to the life you’ve been told to have, but here and now, you can really live.”

Debbie fought with all her will not to look down at the wet spot. She knew it was true but didn’t want to believe it. Susan’s arrogance was brutal. She couldn’t believe she referred to Debbie’s bathing suit as panties. She tried to look her in the eyes and exhibit strength, but she folded in seconds, looking away. And she tried to speak, but it came out little more than mumbling.

“I told you, I’m not gay. Now I need to go, please.”

“I’m not stopping you, but your panties are wet, Debbie. You’re shaking like a leaf, Debbie. You can’t look at me without averting your eyes, Debbie. You know it, I know it and after your encounter with Stephanie, we all know it. So kiss me now and come to my cabin later.”

Debbie swallowed hard and looked at her.

“Whatever hold you have on them, does not work on me. I’m not gay and–“

“Fine, prove it, Debbie. Kiss me. If you walk away, I will not pursue you again. But you know I already have you. I think you already know I can bring you pleasure beyond your imagination. Stephanie knew it immediately and plans to make the most of her time. So just one kiss; if you walk away, I will not pursue. If you show up at my cabin, we will begin your training and the road to unbridled pleasure.” Susan leaned in dangerously close. “Just one kiss. Prove me wrong, Debbie.”

“Fine,” the conservative, dark-haired mandolin player barked in frustration. She pushed her lips forward to meet the big-breasted ebony beauty.

And as they touched, Susan pulled back just an inch, smiled, and whispered, “Good girl.”

Then she waited for Debbie, who pushed forward until their lips met. When Susan leaned in, Debbie felt a warm, consuming rush go through her body that caused her to whimper along with Susan.

As Susan’s tongue slipped between Debbie’s lips, she let her in and pushed her own tongue into her tormentor’s mouth. Those lips were soft and warm, as Debbie had imagined. Both women whimpered and moaned, as mouths opened and tongues twisted, undulating together in a rhythmic dance. Their breathing intensified and passions built, when suddenly Debbie pulled back in a last act of defiance.

“Nothing! I told you, Miss Susan. I am not gay; I am not one of your ‘girls’. I’m sorry I led you on. It won’t happen again.”

Debbie stepped aside and started to walk away.

“You are so cute. Even in your denial, you used the proper means to address me in public. Thank you for calling me Miss Susan, you will refer to me as Miss Susan from now on. I will teach you how to address me in private when you come by.

“See you in one hour, don’t be late. Wear your bikini, and don’t clean it. When you give me your panties, I want to smell you and taste you on them. Knock three times and I will let you in. Your training will begin immediately, and I promise these will be the most pleasurable days of your life, if you obey. By the way, you may not masturbate without my permission and for the rest of the cruise, I will tell you when you may come and who you may come with.”

“You’re crazy, goodbye, Susan!” barked Debbie, as she started walking away.

“Stop, Debbie,” said Susan, firmly.

Unsure why, Debbie complied, but did not look back at her.

“It’s unfortunate that you have already disobeyed. Now, you will have to learn about punishment first, I’m afraid. But if you stop, come back here right now and beg my forgiveness, I will give you a pass. Normally, I am not under a time crunch and can develop my girls slowly. This gives you the chance to learn the bliss of compliance, rather than the sting of defiance.”

“Goodbye, Susan,” said Debbie, defiantly.

“Oh, I almost forgot, I followed you to bring you this.” Susan held up Debbie’s beach bag, smiling.

Debbie sulked back toward her and Susan pulled it tightly to her chest, clutching the handles. When Debbie reached for the handles, her trembling fingers brushed Susan’s breasts. Debbie’s lips parted and she struggled to breathe. Susan’s skin was like ebony satin, and when their eyes met, Debbie let out several lip-shuddering puffs and her eyes grew desperate.

“Thank you, Sa– ah, Miss Susan,” said Debbie, meekly.

“You are so welcome and such a good girl,” said Susan, leaning in and teasing a kiss.

Debbie’s head darted as if moving in to meet her when Susan backed off and released the handles of the bag to Debbie. The sudden weight of the bag seemed to snap her out of a trance-like state.

And without thinking she said it again, “Thank you, Miss Susan. I really need to get some things done.”

She broke the gaze and turned away. As she walked away, she was terrified of how her bikini bottoms looked, and held the bag in front to block it, but she could feel a droplet tickling down her inner thigh.

“See you in one hour, my pet,” said Susan.

Debbie did not answer, but her head did a little bob that could have been taken as a nod. She looked at her phone, noting the time, and could feel Susan’s eyes on her.

“Thanks for wearing my favorite bikini and showing off your ‘ass of love’.”

Debbie did not respond, but kept her focus on one step at a time, to walk away from the beautiful Black temptress.

‘Get control, Debbie,’ she told herself, as she repeated, “Keep control and remember who you are.”

To be continued.

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For some people the shadows come alive on Halloween.

Lisa arrived home to her brother and dad both fucking her mom. Her parents make a proposal that they all become free use. She lets her dad fuck her for the first time and vows it won’t be the last. Her brother and her dad both promise to give her a baby. Debra, one of the new recruits, has her tryout with Uncle Dave and Nicole. They both thoroughly enjoy her willingness to show off her skills. She makes the roster easily.

Lisa Gets a Surprise

Lisa came into the house and hollered, “Robert!! I’m home, Sweetheart! Did you miss me?” She waited for an answer, but there wasn’t one. She approached the stairs leading up to the bedrooms, and noticed that her parent’s door was closed.

‘Odd. They are supposed to be at the lake house till tomorrow. That’s weird,’ she thought to herself as she went up the stairs.

“Robert? Robert? You home? Hey! I’ve missed you! Knock it off. I want you!” she said loudly, climbing up the remaining stairs with a bewildered look on her face.

She looked into her brother’s room and saw that it was empty. But she then heard muffled sounds coming from her parents’ room.

It was difficult to make out what was being said, so she moved in closer to the door, pressing her ear against it to see if she could hear anything. Lisa was still baffled as to where her brother was, considering when she had texted him earlier this morning he seemed extremely eager to spend the afternoon with her all alone when she arrived back home.

She leaned in against the door, being careful not to disturb or make any sounds. She thought maybe that her parents had gotten back early from the lake house and decided to have a little bit of fun. What she heard created total surprise.

“Ummm, yeah, just like that. Ooohhhhh, feels so good! Yeah, baby! Keep going! Ummmm!”

It was her mom’s voice, but those first exclamations weren’t the ones that gave her such a shock. She had often heard her parents fucking on many a night, and her mom was pretty vocal during sex. It was the next set of words that sent Lisa into total shock.

“Ohhhh, Robert! Yeah, baby! Fuck mommy! Oh god! Mommy wants your cock so bad, baby! Fuck that Mommy pussy!” she heard her mom saying. It got even more shocking!

“Yeah, baby! Fuck your son, Sweetie! That’s it! Good job, son! Give it to your mom hard! Like I just did! Give her Mommy cunt another load of jizz!”

Lisa’s dad and her brother were both fucking her mom!!

Her mind raced. ‘What it the actual fuck!! That fucking bastard! And Dad!!! Encouraging him to fuck Mom! And to fuck her immediately after he just finished banging her! What the fuck!!!” Lisa was pissed. Then she gathered her wits about her, and decided that if her parents were ok with her brother getting involved, they surely would be ok if she did as well.

She opened the door and stood there, smiling. Robert froze, his hard dick still inside his mom’s soaking wet pussy, her legs high up in the air. Her dad had his hand on his cock, positioned over her mom’s face. He had been stroking while Robert was fucking her.

“Well, what a nice little welcome home present!” Lisa said, a tone of sarcasm and mild frustration in her voice. “Robert, do Mom and Dad know about OUR little exploits together, and that you have been trying to get me pregnant as well?”

Her dad got up, and walked over to her, and for the first time ever, Lisa had a look at her father’s cock. It was definitely a genetic gift that her brother had inherited, and she immediately began to feel a bit of wetness forming between her legs as she stared at his long, enormous shaft.

‘God, no wonder Mom loves sex so much! Daddy is huge! And Robert is definitely his father’s son, no question about that!’ she said to herself.

Her dad gave her a hug, and then kissed her, but this time on the lips. She noticed that his dick began to stiffen as he kissed her.

“Sweetie, your mother and I were really wanting to wait till you got home from the tournament to start things with both of you. But, well, your mom and Robert started gently playing around last night, and she got a little bit carried away with things, and I just figured it would be kind of fun to have your brother tag team your mom with me, sort of an ice breaker.”

Her mom then said, “Honey, we love both of you very much. Please don’t be mad at your brother. It was our idea, and we had discussed it while you were gone. We really want both of you to be a part of things with us. Your dad has been wanting to fuck you since your 18th birthday. And yes, we know about you and your brother. He told us. We are both extremely happy for you!”

Lisa looked at her dad, then at her mom, then at Robert. She was really beginning to get wet in her crotch, and hearing her mom so casually explain things just made her even wetter.

“So you and Daddy are fine with Robert and I continuing to screw each other, and me getting pregnant?” she asked, mainly for confirmation of her own understanding of things that had just transpired.

“Yes, Sweetie. In fact, both your brother and I want to be the father of your child. And your mom will help raise the baby so both of you can finish your education. We want both of you to be free use from now on, and your mother and I are also going to be free use for each of you. You are so beautiful, honey. You have your mom’s looks,” her dad said.

“And Robert absolutely has your cock,” Lisa said, smiling. “I hope it feels as good inside of me as his does, Daddy! I can’t wait. My pussy is getting wet looking at your dick, and from everything that I’m hearing. Robert, is Mom’s pussy nice?”

Robert looked at his sister, and told her, “Lisa, honey. You, without question inherited Mom’s cunt genetics. Both of you are so fucking tight and soft! Mom, how is it that you are still so tight at 38 years old after two kids, and all the fucking that you and Dad do?”

“Honey, that’s easy to answer. It’s true what everyone says about Asian pussy. It’s some of the tightest, smoothest pussy you will ever fuck. And Mommy loves to fuck!”

Lisa then looked at both of her parents, and her brother, and said, “Well, since we are now being fully honest about our sexual desires, I want to let you know that I let Nicole’s uncle fuck me this weekend, and yes, he came inside me. I told him to. I was so fucking horny for cock inside my cunt. I tried to wait until this afternoon so Robert could fuck me hard, but I had to have a dick in me. And I trust Uncle Dave completely.”

Robert got off the bed and came over to his sister, and put his arms around her, hugging her tightly.

“Sweetheart, that’s so great! It’s ok. I know you want to get pregnant, and hopefully either me or Dad are the ones to get it done to you, but Uncle Dave is a great guy. And yes, he adores you just as if you were his biological niece. You’re still my girl, and always will be. We will have a baby together, I promise you.”

Lisa smiled and gazed at him, saying, “Really, Robert? You’ll still give me a baby even if the first one is Uncle Dave’s, or Daddy’s? Really? I’d love that, honey!”

Robert hugged her again and said, “Of course, Sweetheart. We’ll spend the rest of our lives together as sibling-spouses. Who knows? Maybe you’ll have three kids, one from each of us!”

“I would really love that to happen! That would be the perfect thing! I have Uncle Dave’s baby, your baby, and Daddy’s baby! Mom, are you ok with helping us raise three kids if it happens?” Lisa asked.

Her mom gave a giant smile and said, “Of course, honey! And Uncle Dave can fuck me anytime he wants, right dear?” She looked at her husband.

“Oh, for sure. He can join in anytime. And you do have three holes, honey. Maybe one night we can use all of them?”

Her mom told him, “I would certainly hope so! Now, Lisa, who do you want to give you a ‘welcome home’ fucking? Your brother, or your Daddy?”

“Daddy!” Lisa said enthusiastically. “Robert, you and I can sleep together tonight. Go ahead and enjoy Mom’s pussy. Daddy, fuck your little girl. Fuck a baby into me!”

She grabbed her father’s hand and they scampered down the hallway to her bedroom. She closed the door behind them and put her arms around her father’s neck, locking lips with him, and probing her tongue deep into his mouth for several minutes.

His cock was now at full staff, all eight inches of it. She reached down and grabbed it with her hand, caressing it and stroking it gently. She was enjoying this incestuous make session, and couldn’t wait to have her father’s cock buried deep into her daughter pussy, finally.

She took off her top, and her shorts, which were now clearly exhibiting a nice wet spot in the crotch area. Her pussy lips were dripping with her juices already as her father put his index finger onto his little girl’s nether region.

“Ummmm! My little girl is so wet! You’ve been wanting Daddy to do this since you saw us when you walked in, Sweetie. Your soaking wet girl cunt gives you away!” he said as he began to finger fuck her.

She said, “Daddy! Put two fingers in me. And massage my clitty before we fuck. I want to be super horny when you put that cock of yours inside me.”

He then inserted his middle finger into her fuck tunnel as well, and began to rub her bean with the palm of his hand in the process. They continued to tongue fuck each other’s mouth, and Lisa started to stroke his cock a bit more intensely, completely enraptured at the fact that both her father and her brother had similar, enormous fuck sticks. She couldn’t wait to feel her dad’s inside her.

She began to tremble and shake, her legs starting to buckle as her dad continued his one-handed assault on her cunt. Her orgasm began to build and then it hit her in several waves.

“OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!! DAAAAAADDDDDDDDYYYYYYYY! OOOHHHHHHHHHH! Don’t stop yet! UMMMMMMMMMMM!!! OHHHHHH GODDDD!! FUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKK!!!” she screamed as her orgasm continued to flow over her. Lisa’s cunt began to squirt pussy nectar, coating her dad’s hand and a steady stream began to drop onto the carpet between her legs.

When she finished squirting, she said, “Daddy! Fuck me! Put every inch of that stick into my little girl pussy!! Give your daughter a Daddy fuck!!”

She laid down, spread her legs, showing off her drenched twat that was glistening with her pussy juice. Her dad mounted his baby girl and began to drive eight inches of father cock into her awaiting love tunnel.

“Ohhhhh Goddddd!!!! It’s fucking huge, Daddy!!!! Keep going!! Give me all of it!!” she cried.

He continued to stick his cock deeper and deeper into Lisa’s pussy, and eventually had her filled with the entire length of his shaft. He began to thrust in and out of her, hugging her tightly as he made love to his daughter.

She held him close to her, wrapping her arms around him in a loving daughter embrace, not letting him go. She looked deep into his eyes with incestuous lust, giving him the ok to continue fucking her steadily and harder.

After a few minutes of daughter pussy bliss, her dad began to thrust harder and with more vigor, Lisa knowing that the impending cum eruption was getting closer and closer. She encouraged her dad.

“Yeah, Daddy! Put a baby in me! Just like you did with Mommy when I was born! Give your daughter a daughter! Do it, Daddy! Make your little girl a Mommy!!” she said with every bit of sexy, vulgar tone she had in her.

“UMMMMPPPPHHHHH!! UMMMMPPPHHHHH!! BAAAABBYYYYYY!!! UNNGGGHHHHHHH!! Daddy loves you so much, Sweetie!!! UMMMMMPPPHHHHHHHH!!”

Lisa could feel his load coating her pussy walls. He was so huge that his cock was hitting her cervix with every thrust. She knew that with her cervix being hit like that, her dad’s spunk was sure to find it’s way to an egg if Uncle Dave’s swimmers hadn’t already found one.

As he finished fucking his daughter, hopeful that he had impregnated her with his seed, he kissed her passionately for several minutes. He looked at her, caressed her cheek softly and said, “Sweetie, that was absolutely amazing! I love you very much, honey!”

“Thanks, Daddy!! That was fucking amazing! I love you very much, too! Thanks for wanting me to be yours and Robert’s little fuck bunny slut. I can’t wait for us to have family night fun from now on!” she said happily.

Her dad said, “Honey, we are going to have lots of family night fun. And don’t worry, you can still let Uncle Dave fuck you on tournament weekends. All of you girls adore him and that’s great, Sweetie!”

“Daddy, is it ok if the other daddies share me too? Uncle Dave said that one of the things he wants to do is get the daddies more involved with us, as a way to build our success and brand. Is it ok for them to have me?”

Her father kissed her again, and said, “Sweetie, the fact that other daddies want and desire you is absolutely fantastic. You are willing to share Robert with some of the other girls?”

Lisa giggled and said, “Daddy……I’ve already shared him with Nicole, Monica, Abby, and Chloe.” She kissed him. “So, yeah, now you know, silly. I love you!!”

They got dressed and went downstairs. Robert and their mom were already sitting in the couch in a post-sex cuddle.

“Well, how was it, Sweetie?” Robert asked Lisa as she came into the living room.

“Let’s just say that I have the best Daddy ever!! And the best brother!!” she said excitedly. “And what about you, handsome?”

“I have the best sister in the world, and Mom is the greatest!” Robert then French kissed his mother, who squeezed his cock gently.

“Ummmm! Let’s go out to dinner somewhere so Mom doesn’t have to cook. I bet she’s a little tired after fucking you and Daddy both! When we get back tonight, I want you to fuck your little sister’s brains out!” Lisa said, laughing.

Her mom said, “Great idea, honey. Yes, Mommy does need a bit of a break. And your dad does too. Let’s go get pizza.”

They all left, Robert hugging his mom, and Lisa with her arms around her dad. She thought to herself, ‘Damn. That went better than even I could have planned.’

******

Lisa Tells Nicole About the New Family Arrangement

Ping. Lisa, ‘Holy shit!! Daddy fucked me so good this afternoon!! I caught Robert and Dad both fucking Mom! Mom said they wanted all of us to start fucking each other. So I didn’t even have to try and plan for Robert and I to get caught!’

Ping. Nicole, ‘Damn! Weren’t you pissed that he was fucking your mom?’

Ping. Lisa, ‘I was at first. But when Mom started to explain things, and I got my first look at Daddy’s cock, knowing that it was going to be ok to have him fuck me, yeah. God, he’s huge!’

Ping. Nicole, ‘Wow! So Robert comes by his naturally then. Did you tell them that Uncle Dave fucked you and you let him cum inside you? How’s that going to work?’

Ping. Lisa, ‘Robert and Daddy were fine with it. Mom was too. Daddy said he wants to put a baby in me as well. Robert said if this one wasn’t his, then he would give me one whenever I was ready. We are going to be sibling-spouses. Daddy said he would give me one too if this one was Uncle Dave’s.’

Ping. Nicole, ‘Holy fuck! So you might end up with three kids! Definitely two if this one isn’t Uncle Dave’s. That is so awesome that both of them want to knock you up.’

Ping. Lisa, ‘Yeah, and Daddy said I could be shared with the other daddies once Uncle Dave gets his program established. I told him I was already sharing Robert with some of you, and I would share him with the other girls that wanted to.’

Ping. Nicole, ‘Nice. I’m setting up ‘tryouts’ for the three new girls this week with Uncle Dave. All three of them are fucking hot as fuck! That means their daddies are smoking hot too! Ugly daddies don’t make hot girl babies!’

Ping. Lisa, ‘For sure. We definitely don’t have any ugly sluts on our team! All of us are drop dead fucking gorgeous!’

Ping. Nicole, ‘I know. That’s probably the main reason all of us are getting fucked by our dads, uncles, and brothers. Hot girls are extremely fuckable, and our male family members know that! God, it’s so awesome!’

Ping. Lisa, ‘Yes it is! See you at practice this week. Love you! And your luscious pussy!’

Ping. Nicole, ‘Love you! And your gorgeous, hopefully pregnant cunt! We gotta find time to fuck each other this week. I bought a brand new vibrator and can’t wait to use it on you! Good night!’

They both signed of, each of them thinking about the other’s cunt. Lisa went to Robert’s room and crawled into bed with him. Her pussy was wet from anticipating a lesbian fuck session with her best friend later on in the week.

“Hey Baby! Fuck your baby sister before we go to sleep. I missed your cock so much!”

He rolled over and told her, “I missed your pussy, Sweetheart. Spread your legs. Time for me to get my turn with that beautiful cunt of yours. Hope you aren’t sore from Dad pounding it. You will be when I’m done with it.”

She spread her legs open, he mounted his sister, and began to fuck her hard and fast.

Lisa said, “Fuck me hard! Make my pussy so sore I can’t walk tomorrow at practice. Fuck my brains out, big brother!”

They continued to fuck for about half an hour, Robert able to maintain his stamina due to shooting a full load into his mom that afternoon. Lisa savored every moment of his cock inside her, knowing that she was extremely fertile and someone’s sperm was going to hit the mark.

She was secretly hoping it would be Uncle Dave’s, since that meant that she would get be impregnated at least once more. She wanted her dad to get her next, so that all three of the favorite men in her life could knock her up.

Robert finally shot his load up her pussy, and she moaned with pleasure as it flowed into her. They fell asleep in each other’s arms.

*******

Debra’s Tryout

Monday morning, Nicole woke up early, gave me a sloppy kiss, and told me she was going to set up the tryouts for the new girls. She asked me what nights were good this week.

“How about tomorrow night, Wednesday night, and Thursday night, Princess? That way we keep Friday night open for us. We play a home match Saturday afternoon, so we can make Friday a late one together,” I told her.

“Can I bring over a couple of the girls Friday night to join in?” she asked.

“Princess, do you ever get told ‘No’?”

“I know, Uncle Dave, but you know I’ve never abused that, and I’m not going to start now just because I’m now your niece-wife. But thanks!!” she said happily.

She texted all three of the girls in a group text.

Ping. ‘Hey ladies. This is Nicole. Uncle Dave wants each of you to tryout this week. One each night. Tomorrow night, Wednesday night, and Thursday night. Does that work for all of you?”

Ping. All of them sent a thumbs up emoji.

Nicole texted back, ‘Great. So here are the details. First off, tell your dads that it is an ‘interview’ just so they don’t get suspicious. I know all of you said your dads are cool with everything but ‘interview’ sounds better.

‘Plan out about two hours or so. It will just be one of you, Uncle Dave, and me. Dress like you would for a real interview, only a bit more provocative, like if you were planning to date the boss after it was over. Short skirt, the shorter the better, no panties, tight low cut blouse, preferably see through, no bra. Toes freshly polished, sheer pink or chrome pink are Uncle Dave’s favorites, French manicure or medium length nails polished sheer and shiny, open toed heels. Lashes, lip gloss, and a bit of makeup. Everything else will be provided, including dinner. That’s why you want to allow two hours. Any questions?’

Debra said, ‘Bald, or landing strip?’

Nicole said, ‘Bald and smooth. If you need to get your nails and toes done, and your pussy waxed, bring Uncle Dave the receipt. He will pay for all of it.’

Gina said, ‘Do I need to bring any lube?’

Nicole, ‘Only if you have a preferred one. Uncle Dave and I use Vaseline but bring one you like.’

Wendy, ‘Do we to have an interview with you as well?’

Nicole, ‘That may very well happen with one, both, or all three of you. Depending upon the way things are going. But we will all definitely get a chance to enjoy each other once you are on the roster. This is just a formality to keep things legit.’

Debra, ‘Tuesday for me.’

Gina, ‘Thursday for me.’

Wendy, ‘Wednesday for me. We are so excited!! Our daddies will be so happy we are joining a new team that understands how things are.’

Nicole, ‘Awesome! Can’t wait to see (and taste) each of you!’

The three girls then group texted each other.

Debra, ‘OMG!! We are so going to love this new team! I know we will. No more hiding our daddy love anymore! And we get to let our daddies stay with us on tournament trips from now on!’

Wendy, ‘I know! And apparently all the girls get to have sex with Uncle Dave as well! That is so fucking hot! I can’t wait to be an adopted niece and have an uncle fuck me! God, that must be so awesome!’

Gina, ‘And we get to let other daddies fuck us too! And our daddies can fuck some of the other girls from now on as well. We won’t have to pretend we are just like the other girls like we’ve had to do on our current team. If only those girls knew what they were missing out on! One good Daddy fuck would change their minds!’

Debra, ‘Yeah, I know, right? But they’re too wrapped up in their boyfriends to know what they are missing. And I bet most of their daddies are secretly dying to fuck their little girls. I bet they fantasize that their wives are actually their daughters when they fuck.’

Wendy, ‘Oh, you know they do. But, missing out on daddy cock is their loss. I wouldn’t even want a boyfriend now that I know how much Daddy loves me and cherishes me. No fucking way!’

The other two agreed totally.

“Daddy, I have my interview this evening with Uncle Dave, the coach of the new team I’m going to join. Can you take me to my spa appointment?” Debra asked her father.

Her dad smiled, dropped his newspaper down so he could see his daughter.

“Of course, honey, but didn’t you just get your nails and toes done last week? They still look gorgeous, Sweetheart. And your pussy is still pretty smooth,” he said.

“I know, Daddy. But Uncle Dave wants us to all have freshly done nails and toes. And I am getting just a little bit of stubble in a couple of spots. Might as well get it done while I’m there,” she said. She batted her eyes sexily at her dad.

“Hmmmmm, so does Uncle Dave like for all of you to be smooth and bald?” her father asked.

Debra giggled and said, “Daddy!! You’re such a horny perv!! But yes, he does!”

“Well, then I like him already, Sweetheart. And I think it’s really cool that he views all of the girls as his adopted nieces. I’m so happy you have found a soccer team that understands certain things. What time is your appointment with Ms. Lee?” he asked.

“In about an hour, Daddy. Sorry for the last minute notice but Nicole didn’t have everything set up for all of us until late last night. Oh, and you don’t have to worry about today’s appointment. Uncle Dave will reimburse me tonight. I just need to bring a receipt,” Debra said.

“That’s fine, Sweetheart. Will he also reimburse the door locking fee, or is that on me? Doesn’t matter, baby. I’ll pay it just like always,” her dad said.

Debra said, “Let me ask Nicole.”

Ping. Debra, ‘Nicole, can the receipt include ‘everything’ from Ms. Lee?’

Ping. Nicole, ‘Absolutely. All of it. ‘Everything’. Dads should always go with their girls to Ms. Lee. Follow me?’

Ping. Debra, ‘Thanks! See you tonight!’

She smiled and told her dad, “Nicole said that daddies should always go with their little girls to Ms. Lee. So yeah, the door locking fee is included, Daddy! Yay!!!”

Her dad told her that was fine and for her to go finished getting dressed. She ran up the stairs never so excited for a manicure, pedicure, and waxing session since her graduation night party and Daddy Daughter dance.

Upon arrival to the spa, Ms. Lee greeted Debra and her father, saying, “Well, you are back soon, honey. You don’t like the color on your nails, or maybe on your toes? Was everything ok last time?”

Debra said, “Oh, everything was fine, just like every single time. But I need a fresh manicure and pedicure with new colors. And a touch up wax. I have an interview for a roster spot on Uncle Dave’s soccer team tonight! And I need to look my best for a perfect impression!”

Ms. Lee gave a wide, knowing smile and told her, “Oh. Mr. Dave is a great person. You will love Mr. Dave. He treats all of his ‘nieces’ as if they were his true nieces. So happy that you will be on his roster. Their team wins most of their matches. You will love winning so many games!”

She escorted Debra to a chair in the back, as was customary for all of the girls on the team. She handed her dad the color swatch to choose a polish color. He said, “Oh, this time, I won’t be picking her polish colors. The interview requires certain colors for her nails and toes.”

Ms. Lee said, “Yes. I know. Do you want French nails, or a shimmery, glossy nude shade? Sheer pink or a chrome pink for your daughter’s toes?”

“Let’s go a light pink nude for the nails. Ok, Sweetie? You want them to shine and really show off!”

“That sounds good, Daddy. And sheer pink on my toes. I want them to dazzle in my heels,” Debra said.

Ms. Lee began to do Debra’s nails, while another tech did her toes. She told Debra she was going to put three coats on her toes to ensure that they would be the star of the evening.

“Uncle Dave really loves toes that are so pretty!” Ms. Lee said.

“Ummmm. That’s good, because you know my daddy loves my toes to be pretty! Don’t you, Daddy?” she said very sultry-like.

Her dad said, “I do, Sweetie. And any Daddy who truly appreciates their little girl, or any uncle who really adores his niece would also love them to have pretty toes all the time! And beautiful nails!”

When they were done, Ms. Lee took them to the waxing rooms. She said, “Will a door locking fee be needed this time?”

“Yes!!! We gotta have a door locking fee, Daddy!! We always get that!!” Debra said happily.

Her dad told Ms. Lee, “Well, then a door locking fee will be had. Just a 10 minute fee will be plenty. She will have lots of time later tonight to be enjoyed in her interview. But Daddy does want to make sure that my little girl is silky smooth for her big interview!”

Debra laid down on the table after dropping her shorts, spreading her beautifully tanned legs apart for Ms. Lee to wax her cunt. Ms. Lee gently ran her hand over Debra’s pussy, and could feel just a tiny bit of stubble.

“Hmmmm. Only a couple of places that have a little bit of hair starting to grow back. You’ll be nice and smooth shortly,” she said.

Gently applying a bit wax to her entire pussy area, Ms. Lee worked quickly. After it was applied, she told Debra, “Ready, Sweetie?”

Debra said, “Yes. It’s so nice and warm on my lips and all around my girl parts. Go ahead, I’m ready.”

As Ms. Lee removed the wax quickly, Debra winced a bit. Ms. Lee had all of it removed very fast. She then gently rubbed Debra’s nether region, giving her approval that she was now completely bald with no trace of stubbly residue anywhere to be found.

She turned to Debra’s dad and said, “I’ll be back in 10 minutes. Make sure everything is satisfactory and to your approval.” She locked the door behind her.

Debra, still with her legs in the stirrups, her pink cunt fully exposed, licked her lips seductively at her father and said, “Make sure it’s perfectly smooth and silky, Daddy. I don’t want to disappoint Uncle Dave in my interview later tonight.”

Her dad pulled up the stool, getting as close to his daughter’s open pussy as he could, and leaned in. He began to gently and softly kiss her still tender cunt lips.

“Daddy, you always kiss it so good to make it feel better. That feels great!” she said. She scooted her hips a little closer to her dad’s face to give his better access to her slit, which was already beginning to become moist with arousal.

He continued to kiss her labia very gently for another minute or so, and then inserted his tongue inside his daughter’s fuck hole. He started to tongue fuck his baby girl rapidly, darting his mouth tool in and out of her. He took it out of her hole every once in a while and licked her pussy lips, then would suck her clit before diving back into her waxed muff.

Debra leaned her head back and let the pleasure of her dad’s oral love making fall over her entire body. She loved it when her daddy ate her pussy. She looked forward to it frequently now after his tongue went up into her for the very first time at her graduation daddy-daughter dance night. She was still a virgin at that time, and her daddy’s tongue was the first thing to ever enter her virgin pussy. Shortly after that, she told him to take her cherry. They spent the entire night together fucking and embraced in total incestuous taboo sex.

She began to quiver slightly, and her legs stiffened. There was a significant fluttery feeling in her lower abdomen, that gradually made its way to her entire lower body. Her dad had brought her to orgasm with his tongue, yet again. Debra fully let herself go as he fucked her cunt steadily, sucking on her clit simultaneously.

“Oooooohhhh, Daaaaddddddyyyyy!!! Ummmmmmmmmmmmm!! You always make your baby girl hit the pleasure meter so high!!!!! Ummmmm!” she said, as her orgasm began to subside.

When she was finished cumming, she said, “Daddy, you eat my pussy so good every single time! Thank you!”

Her dad got up, walked over to her, and kissed her deeply while holding her cheek. He absolutely adored his daughter and it made him feel really good that she enjoyed his affection so much.

“I love you very much, Sweetheart. You are my little girl, and will always be Daddy’s girl. Always. The best thing your mom ever did was divorce me your senior year,” he said.

“Yeah, mom was really a bitch those last couple of years you two were together. I’m glad she finally did it. It made things a lot easier for us both on graduation night. I want to be your daughter-wife, Daddy!” Debra said.

“Sweetheart, you are my daughter-wife; and I am sure there are going to be lots of daughter-wives on your new team. Which girl do you think Daddy should fuck first once you are on the roster? Which girl is the hottest, from what you’ve seen playing against all of them?’ her dad asked.

“Honestly, Daddy, all of them are so fucking hot! And they all have great asses. Part of the team look is to wear game shorts that one size too small so that their asses are fully on display, nice, round, full, and tight. But Abby, Chloe, or Valerie would be my first choice to fuck if I were you,” she told her dad.

“And, I hear that Valerie loves to be a whore, dressing the part and everything. Chloe loves to fuck. She has taken her dad’s cock into all three holes in the same fuck session. And loves to get tag teamed. Uncle Dave and Lisa’s brother Robert, and Monica’s brother Mike, all fucked the shit out of her back to back to back several weeks ago at a weekend party Nicole had,” she added.

Her dad smiled and gave Debra another quick kiss, as it was nearing time for Ms. Lee to return. “Well, Sweetie. When the time comes, I will defer to you on which girl gets your Daddy’s cock first. And I am very sure that any of their daddy’s will absolutely love to get their shaft deep into your little cunt!”

She got dressed, and combed her hair a little. Ms. Lee entered a few moments later and asked her dad, “Was everything to your liking? Nice smooth? Silky soft?”

Absolutely perfectly smooth and silky. Fantastic job as always, Ms. Lee. Thank you for always taking care of my baby girl!” he said.

Ms. Lee said, “My pleasure. I will always make sure that all the girls who come in here for spa appointments are very well taken care and leave with getting the utmost quality service. Dads, uncles, and brothers are always welcome. They have to be satisfied with the results too.”

They left, Debra holding her dad’s hand as they went to the car. He gave her a deep, passionate kiss, then opened her car door for her. As she slid into her seat, he grabbed her ass cheek and gave it a squeeze.

“Daddy!!! You are such a perv! God, I love it!” she squealed.

Later that evening, Debra came downstairs to model her interview outfit. She was wearing a sheer white button down blouse that showcased her 34C tits very clearly. She did not have on a bra. She was wearing an extremely tight skirt with a zipper up the side. Her skirt stopped just below her ass cheeks. If she leaned over the slightest bit, her ass would be exposed, as would her cunt lips for all to see.

On her feet, Debra has ***********ed her two-inch, black heels with a few diamonds across the toe strap. The diamonds were small, but they were real. Her dad had bought them for her shortly after they had started fucking. He wanted his baby girl to dazzle every time they went out together, and had decided that a pair of sexy, diamond-studded heels would set her apart from most of the other girls she hung out with. And, his dick got really hard whenever she wore them. She wore them every time her daddy fucked her.

Her dad saw her coming down the stairs and was in utter amazement at just how beautiful she looked. He looked at her legs, and his eyes went directly to her toes. The sheer pink polish on her toes was absolutely mesmerizing in contrast to the diamond-strapped heels. His daughter was the epitome of ‘Hot Soccer Girl’, at least in his perspective.

Debra said, “What do you think, Daddy? Do I look hot enough for my interview? I can switch to my 3” heels instead, but those don’t have the diamonds, just the sparkly costume shiny studs.”

“No way, Sweetheart. You look hot enough to fuck! If Uncle Dave doesn’t fuck you after seeing you in that outfit, he’s a celibate priest. If you aren’t too worn out when we get back in tonight, keep it on. Daddy wants to fuck the hottest soccer girl around!” he told her.

“Daddy!! You know I’d love for you to fuck me while I wear this! And my pussy will be full of cum as well, so I’ll be sloppy seconds for you!” She laughed loudly.

“Honey. Don’t be so vulgar. It’s not lady like. But yes, I can’t wait to bury myself in your cum-filled pussy later tonight.”

She texted Nicole. ‘Hey, Daddy is taking me now. I’ll be there shortly. God, I’m so excited!’

Ping. Nicole, ‘Awesome! Uncle Dave and I can’t wait either. See you soon!’

Nicole told me, “Uncle Dave, Debra will be here in a few minutes. Is the dinner on the way?”

I told her, “Yes, Princess. It should be here any minute. I waited to have it delivered closer to Debra getting here so it will nice an hot. We’re having lasagna and all the fixings.”

Nicole smiled and said, “Thanks, my love! I am so excited to be in my new role since I can’t play anymore. We’re going to make the Clam Bunnies the premiere soccer club for daddy-loving girls. We are definitely going to be a ‘family oriented’ soccer club.” She winked.

There was a knock on the door. It was the food delivery guy. I took the bags from him and told him, “Go with my niece. She’ll take care of you.”

Nicole gave me a wink, and told him, “Come with me, handsome. You are about to get the best tip you have ever received.”

She grabbed his hand and went to her former bedroom, which had now become a guest room, fuck room, spare orgy room, whatever we needed it for. She closed the door behind her.

Sitting down on the bed, she took off her top, giving the delivery guy a full look at her gorgeous tits. Her nipples were hard. She slipped off her shorts, and leaned back on her arms, letting him see her bald, smooth pussy. He was growing a tent inside his shorts.

She said, “Get a good look at this cunt, dear. I want it to make you harder than you’ve gotten in your life. Then I’m going to give you a blow job. Shoot it down my throat. That’s my gratitude for your great delivery service. I want you to cum in my mouth!”

He looked at her, and said, “Damn! You are so fucking hot!! I’ll gladly cum down your throat. My girlfriend never swallows.”

“Well, that’s her loss isn’t it. She’s letting a nice hot load of spunk go to waste every time she sucks you off. I’m going to make up for that. Drop your shorts. Put your cock in my mouth.”

He quickly dropped his shorts to his ankles, and his cock sprang to full staff. Nicole put her lips around his shaft and cupped his balls with both hands. She began to bob back on forth on his tool, making sure to give him a sloppy, wet, saliva coated sucking. He stood there enjoying my niece’s lips around his dick.

Nicole squeezed his ball sack a few times while sucking harder. He moaned softly as she did this. Without breaking stride, Nicole then took him deep into her mouth, his dick all the way in her mouth. Her tongue continued to rub the underneath side of his cock, and she moved her head back and forth, giving his rock hard fuck stick a goodly amount of affection from her soft pink lips.

His balls began to tighten, and Nicole could feel his shaft beginning to throb. His release was imminent. She sucked harder, spending time around his cock head, swirling her tongue all around it in an effort to intensify the explosion that was about to happen.

It worked. The delivery guy shot ropes of sticky cum all the way down her throat. Nicole swallowed each stream of spunk as it fell into her mouth, She continued to lick his tool and suck all the cum out of him, sealing her lips around his bulb, and turning her lips into a vacuum device. He was drained fully and completely when she pulled off his dick.

Nicole looked up at him, giving him a huge smile. She opened her mouth, showing him her tongue, and there was not a drop of spunk to be found.

“Wow!! That was the best fucking blow job I have ever had, Sweetie! I’ve never cum that hard either. Even when cumming on my girlfriend’s face or tits after she sucks me off. Holy fuck!! God, do you know how to suck a cock!!” he told Nicole as he pulled up his shorts.

She told him, “Thanks, handsome. That’s just one of my many sexual talents! Ask my Uncle, he’ll tell you!” Nicole said this proudly.

“You mean….wait….he’s not your boyfriend? He’s….holy shit! You’re his niece!! God damn!! That makes it even hotter. No wonder he’s fucking you! You are gorgeous. Hell, I’d fuck you if you were my niece! I’d fuck you if your were my daughter! So, can I be your regular delivery guy from now on?” he asked.

“Oh, without question. After a few more deliveries, you can fuck me as gratuity. But a blow job for each delivery is guaranteed. Uncle Dave lets me handle all the business transactions for our soccer club. Maybe you can deliver for one of our ‘team party nights’ soon. You’ll get lots of gratuities!” Nicole told him, grinning devilishly.

“Are all the girls as fucking hot as you are?” he asked.

“Handsome, we don’t have any ugly bitches on our team. That’s one of the requirements. And you have to be willing to fuck other dads and uncles as well. No unicorns allowed,” Nicole said matter of factly.

“My name is Allen. I’ll take care of all your meal deliveries from now on. Just text my delivery number and I’ll take care of it,” he said.

“And I’ll take care of you!” Nicole promised.

They both came out of the bedroom, and I could tell that my niece had struck some sort of arrangement. I was correct.

“Uncle Dave, this is Allen. He’s going to be our permanent meal delivery guy from now on. Even for our ‘team parties’. I told him the girls and I would take care of his gratuities,” she told me. She winked at me. I knew what that meant. My niece had become a total cock slut, and I loved it!

“Very good, Sweetheart! Allen, thanks for becoming part of our operation. The girls will be happy to know that our meals are provided hot and timely, and conveniently. They will take care of you, as will my lovely niece,” I told him as he left the apartment.

I could see Debra coming up the way, so I left the door open and waited for her. God! She looked smoking hot!! Her strides were deliberate, and when she saw that I was watching her come up the walk, she began to walk even more sexily, swaying her hips a bit. Her gorgeous tits were also bouncing a little as she sauntered. It was a beautiful site to behold, especially knowing that she was completely aware that I was going to fuck her immediately after dinner.

She arrived to the door, turned and waved to her dad, who drove off. As she came inside, I closed the door and locked it. She then put her arms around my neck, reached up on her tippy toes and planted a sloppy wet tongue swirling kiss on me.

“Hey, Uncle Dave!! I am so excited! Thank you for interviewing me tonight,” Debra said.

As I gazed upon this lovely girl in front of me, I took in all of her beauty and essence. Debra was 5’9”, dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and long tanned legs. She was completely tanned all over. Her 34C tits were already erect, firm, and stiff, indicating that she was aroused and horny.

Nicole came over, and gave Debra a hug, saying, “Hey, Debra. So happy to have you! It’s going to be a great time tonight, I promise you.” She looked at Debra, Debra looked back at her, they were still in the hug position. Debra then moved in, leading with her lips, and planted a similar wet, tongue swirling kiss onto Nicole. My niece returned the affection, and let one hand slip over Debra’s breast, caressing it softly.

They broke their greeting, and Nicole said, “Plenty of time for stuff later. Let’s have dinner. It just arrived right before you got here. It’s still piping hot. So dig in!”

We sat at the table to have dinner, and made light small talk. After we had all had our fill of lasagna, salad, and brownies, we moved to the sofa. I sat on one end, and Nicole sat on other. Debra sat in the chair that was facing both of us. We had arranged the set up deliberately in that fashion to give things an ‘interview’ feel. And would allow for each girl to spread her legs, put her feet up, and other wise get fully comfortable and relaxed, while also showing off their pussies and gorgeous feet.

I told Debra as she took her seat, “Get fully comfortable, Sweetie. Just like if you were at home, sitting across from your daddy. Totally relax, honey. Just keep looking gorgeous!”

Debra breathed a sigh of relief, saying, “I’m so nervous. Thanks for putting me at ease. I love to put my feet up close, bringing my knees to my chest. I like to sit like that while watching tv, or sitting on my bed.”

Nicole told her, “Go ahead, honey. Sit like you do at home. Uncle Dave would love to see that gorgeous cunt that your daddy gets to fuck all the time.”

“And I absolutely love your toes! That sheer pink is fucking gorgeous, Sweetie!! And those heels! Are those real diamonds?” I asked.

Debra said, “They are real diamonds. Daddy bought this pair for me after we fucked the first time. He wanted me to have a really special pair that would make guys really lust after my toes, and after me when wearing them.”

“Well, they are definitely stunning! So perfect for your first interview!” Nicole told her.

She began to relax, and having her feet pulled in close on the chair, she began to relax her leg a bit, opening up the view of her cunt for me to see. She was already showing a bit of glistening moisture as she sat there while we talked. I continued to stare at her pussy, smiling, to encourage her and help her to become more relaxed. It was working.

Nicole said, “So, aside from the obvious reason, what makes you want to be on the roster, sweetie?”

“Well, definitely for the obvious reason. Daddy-daughter trips will be easier this way. But, these girls are fucking good! My other team, we’ve never beaten you guys, ever. You always kick our ass, and make us like it! I’m tired of not winning championship trophies. And, all the girls are so fucking hot, and many of them seem to love sex, no matter who it’s with. That’s a plus for sure!” she said.

I said, “Well, all of those are great reasons to be a part of the Clam Bunnies, Sweetheart. And you obviously love fucking your daddy. Is he ok with other daddies fucking you?”

“Yes, he’s fine with it. We talked about it and he’s looking forward to sharing me. And to other daddies sharing their daughters with him. And with you. We are confident in the love we share so jealousy won’t be a problem,” she said.

“One final question before we get to the next phase this evening, Sweetie. Which hole is your favorite? Which hole is your Daddy’s favorite? What’s your favorite sex act?” Nicole said.

“I love all kinds of fucking, to be honest. I love it missionary or cowgirl. Daddy loves fucking me missionary style. I also enjoy it up my ass occasionally. We usually do that when I’m on my period. And Daddy loves for me to fuck his cock with my feet, making my arches a foot pussy! I do that after every pedicure for sure, but sometimes a couple times a week,” she said proudly.

“Well, it sounds like you are definitely a great daughter for your Daddy, and will be a perfect addition to the roster. Are you ready for the next phase of things, Sweetie?” I asked her.

She had a gigantic smile on her face, and her pussy was beginning to really shine with cunt nectar. “Oooohhhhh! I am so ready!!! What do you want me to do, or what do you want to do me? I’m your little slut, Uncle Dave!”

I told her, “Come on. Let’s go to the bedroom, Gorgeous. Nicole, come with us, my love.”

Debra hopped up from the chair excitedly, squealing with delight. We went to the bedroom, and I stripped out of my clothes. Nicole did the same. Debra began to undress, and I told her, “Uh uh. That’s my job tonight, Sweetie. I’ll take off your clothes for you. Uncles should undress their nieces whenever possible. Are you ready to become my niece?”

“Yes, Uncle Dave. Make me your niece. Nicole, make me your sister,” Debra cooed softly.

I gently unbuttoned her blouse, and as it fell open, I took each tit and sucked its erect nipple for a bit, gently fondling her breasts in the process. I unzipped her skirt, and pulled it off. She was standing there in all of her radiant beauty, ready to be my fuck doll for the next hour. She began to take off her heels.

“Heels stay on, Gorgeous. Always leave your heels on when a daddy or uncle fucks you. It makes you so much sluttier and fuck-worthy,” Nicole told her.

“Oooohhhh. Just like Daddy always fucks me!” she said.

I had Debra lay down on the bed, legs spread, and up in the air. She was about halfway between the headboard and the end of the bed. I looked at Nicole and smiled.

Nicole said, “Baby, you are about to get your first tag-team. Lick my pussy while Uncle Dave fucks you. Then I’m going to eat his cum out of you while you suck his cock. Make him cum again when he throat fucks you.”

Debra said, “Awesome!! Let’s get started. Uncle Dave, are you going to suck my toes while you fuck me? Daddy does. I’d hate to let this new pedicure go to waste.”

“Sweetie, that’s part of why I asked you to get toes freshly done. Put your feet on shoulders. I’ll suck all of your toes while fucking that beautiful pussy,” I told her.

Nicole hovered over Debra’s awaiting mouth, and gently lowered herself to Debra’s parted lips, her tongue already prepared to lick my niece’s slit.

I inserted myself into her lusciously smooth cunt, and my cock buried itself deep inside. Her fuck tunnel was so warm and inviting. She moaned softly as I began to screw her. Debra had her face completely immersed onto Nicole’s pussy, and Nicole was already rocking back and forth, ensuring that Debra’s chin hit her clit with every stroke.

“Uncle Dave!! God, this little girl can eat some pussy!! Holy fuck!! Her tongue is amazing!” Nicole said, only a few minutes into Debra’s tongue fucking. Debra continued to dive as deep as she possibly could, occasionally putting her tongue on my niece’s clit, heightening her ecstasy.

I continued to drill her gorgeous cunt, achieving a steady rhythm of in and out. While fucking her, I began to suck on her beautifully polished toes, caressing each one lovingly with my tongue across the top, savoring the smoothness of each nail. After tongue stroking each toe, I would put it in my mouth and gently suck before repeating this worship experience with all ten of her lovely digits.

Nicole began to shiver and tighten up, reaching the beginnings of her climax as Debra continued to fuck her love tunnel orally. She sensed Nicole’s impending finish, and began to focus more on her clit, flicking it gently, sucking on it softly, and probing her canal, all in succession.

“UUUUUUHHHHHHHHHH!!!! FUUUUCCCKKKKK!!!! OOOOMMMMMMMMM!!” Nicole shouted loudly, her orgasm hitting a crescendo. Along with her climax, she began to shoot a stream of cunt honey out of her love hole, and it started to coat Debra’s chin. I could distinctly hear slurping sounds coming from Debra’s mouth as she lapped up as much of Nicole’s love juices as possible.

I felt my spunk beginning to make its way out of me, and I told Debra, “Get ready, Sweetie! I’m going to shoot deep into you!”

“UMMMPPPHHHHH!!! UMMMPPPHHHHH!! UMMMPPPPHHHHH!” I exclaimed as my uncle jizz shot deep into this cutie’s awaiting fuck slit, making its way all the way up into her. I continued to thrust a few more times to ensure that all of it shot into her.

As I finished spunking her pussy, Nicole leaned forward, still sitting on Debra’s face, and we locked lips for a wet, sloppy, uncle-niece loving make out session for a just a bit.

Nicole lifted off Debra, and I pulled out her, giving each foot one more final gentle kiss. Debra looked at me, then at Nicole, and she had an obvious glow of contentment emanating from her face. She had just been made my newly adopted niece.

“Wow! Uncle Dave, that was so fucking amazing! And Nicole, your pussy tasted divine! That was only my second time to eat pussy. I guess I need to do that more often. I loved it!” she said.

Nicole smiled and told her, “For that to be only your second time to tongue fuck a cunt, you were fantastic! You definitely know how to get a girl off! When was your first time to eat pussy?”

Debra said, “Just a couple of weeks ago, actually. Gina and I were roommates at our last tournament before the one where we played you guys. We were both talking about how good our daddies ate us out that night.

“I told her to come get into my bed so we could talk more, and be a bit quieter so the girls in the room next to us wouldn’t hear us. Hotel walls can be thin, even at the really nice ones. So Gina crawled into bed with me, and continued bragging about our daddies and their oral skills.

“Well, I started to get wet between my legs. I grabbed Gina’s hand and guided her to my pussy. I looked at her, gazing into her eyes. She knew right away what that meant. She grabbed my hand and put it on her crotch. Neither of us were wearing panties, just our night shirts.

“We started to finger fuck each other, and began to French kiss. After a few minutes, Gina said, ‘I’ve never done this with anyone but Daddy. You?’ I told her, ‘Same here. You ok with going further?’

“Gina said, ‘Yes. Let’s go all the way. Let’ see what it’s like for our daddies to lick pussy. Let’s eat each other. Want to sixty-nine?’ I told her, ‘Let’s do it. It’ll be so fucking hot to eat each other out like our daddies.’

“So, I pulled back the sheet, and Gina got on top of me, her cunt positioned over my mouth. She put her tongue into my pussy and started to fuck me with it just like Daddy had done so many times. I then proceeded to fuck her with my tongue. We both came on each other’s face a few minutes later, we were so horny and aroused.”

I told Debra, “Sweetie, that is so wonderful! Now it’s time for Nicole to lick your gorgeous pussy and eat my spunk. Are you ready to suck your uncle’s cock?”

“I can’t wait! Nicole, get your tongue in me. There’s a nice hot load of uncle jizz for you. Uncle Dave, your new niece wants you to face fuck her. Give me another load!” she said, with great excitement.

Nicole began to probe her cunt, gently licking and lapping, fishing out my load with her tongue. I stuck my cock into Debra’s mouth and she began to suck hard and fast. I started to thrust my hips forward, holding her head in place as I fucked her mouth. She sucked harder the harder I thrust. She was definitely a well-experienced little cock sucking soccer slut.

Nicole was slurping Debra’s cunt hole, sucking softly to coax my deposited load out of it’s pink, soft resting spot. She was completely absorbed and consumed with Debra’s pussy as I continued to fuck this beauty doll’s luscious mouth, her tongue softly running up and down my shaft.

I felt another load starting to erupt, and told Debra, “Here it comes, Sweetheart! Drink your uncle milk like a good girl!” I shot several more sticky streams of spunk, this time down her throat. Debra swallowed all of it without so much as a gasp for air. She continued to suck after I finished, licking all the sticky residue clean.

She grabbed Nicole’s head and pushed it hard into her pelvis, and wrapped her legs around Nicole’s head, locking her heels together. My niece was essentially held captive while licking Debra’s twat. She began to lick and suck more vigorously, taking Debra’s cue of the leg lock. Nicole was unrelenting as she tongue fucked Debra.

“Ohhh, Nicole! Ummmm!!!! God, you are such a great pussy eater!! Ummmmm!!!” she cooed, as Nicole continued to probe her inner canal, giving it undivided attention.

Debra then hit her climax, clenching her legs even tighter around Nicole, and pulling her head intensely into her pelvic region. She pressed hard, and I could hear my niece sucking and slurping loudly at this point. Debra froze as her orgasmic wave hit all over her body. She convulsed briefly, and then came down from her high.

“Ohhhhh my fucking god!! Ohhhhh my fucking god!! Jesus fuck!!!! That was fucking great!! Holy shit! I haven’t cum like that in a long time. Even Daddy hasn’t made my cunt cum like that very often,” she said contentedly.

Nicole looked up at her and gave her a smile. She kissed Debra’s pussy lightly one last time, then sat up. She then leaned towards me and locked me into another French kiss. I could taste Debra’s pussy nectar on Nicole’s lips. It was wonderful. We broke our kiss after a bit, and Nicole gave me a knowing look. I nodded.

“Debra, Sweetheart. Congratulations! You just became Uncle Dave’s newest niece. Welcome to the Clam Bunnies!”

Debra squealed with delight. “Oh my god!! Wow!! I’m so happy!! Thank you both!! I promise you won’t be disappointed. I play defense just as good as I fuck, and almost as good as I eat pussy!” she said, laughing.

I told her, “Sweetheart, you will be great at all of it, I can assure you. Hurry and get dressed, gorgeous. Your daddy will be here soon. I’m sure he’s going to want to celebrate with you tonight when you get home!”

“Oh, he will, for sure! I can’t wait to tell him! He’ll fuck me so good after this great news!!” she said.

We went back to the living room and sat on the sofa. A few minutes later, there was knock on the door. It was Debra’s dad. She kissed me goodbye, and gave Nicole a wet kiss as well, and she opened the door. She jumped up on her dad, locking her legs around his waist, and her arms around his neck. She kissed him passionately right there in the doorway. When she finished, she told him the news.

“Daddy!!! I’m now a Clam Bunny! It was a great interview! This is Uncle Dave, and this is Nicole, his niece. Oh, and she’s going to have his baby in a few months!”

I told her dad that it was a privilege to have Debra as our newest girl, and that I would make sure she was well-taken care of. He told me, “I know you will. And I look forward to getting to know your gorgeous niece a little better eventually. Thanks for being so caring and gentle with my little girl. Good night!”

I closed the door, locked it, and told Nicole, “That was some great fucking tonight, my love. You are definitely one great assistant coach, and you really can assess talent. Both on the field, and in the bedroom. Does your pussy need a little more affection, my Love?”

She looked at me, and said, “Uncle Dave, now it’s my turn. I’m not telling you ‘No’. Let’s go to bed. Lick my pussy until I fall asleep.”

I told her, “Of course, Princess. Anything you want. Always.”

We went to bed. We had another interview tomorrow evening.

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It’s time to test various perverted experiments on prisoners on my prisoners to see exactly how I can spread my power. I already know it works when ingested orally, but now I’ve got a lot of tests and a lot of subjects, just not a lot of time before someone might notice them missing. The clock is ticking so it’s time to get to work.

Chapter 1 – A Devil’s Game.

My pants hit the floor as I stood looking down at the bound and gagged senior cheerleader named Melody, the last of my prisoners left upstairs as the bitch Sasha that had maced Jake was hauled down to the basement. She was pretty enough, though Katey was way cuter. Still I’d never fucked someone in anger before so my brain wasn’t really working rationally at the moment. I was mad at Sasha for hurting my best friend, but rather than switch them up I decided I was just going to start by take it out on this cunt and save up for something really special for Sasha. The fact that I’d be forcing myself on an unturned girl for the first time made my blood pump faster with perverted excitement.

I grinned looking down into her tearful eyes as she still struggled at the duct tape bonds that wound around her wrists and ankles. She had been roughed up a little and surely had some bruises forming under her clothes, but there was only one garment I needed removed now. While I decided what to do with her I could feel her terror as she sat on the floor surrounded by her friends from high school, all eagerly watching as I mentally prepared to violate her.

And why shouldn’t they? They were my brood, my harem of minions, loyal to a fault all because of some amazing genetic miracle that was in my sperm. Or something like that. That’s really the whole point of tonight, to finally nail down exactly how people that ingest my spooge fall in love with me. I really never expected this when I accidentally made my older half-sister Jen go from a total bitch to wanton lover, but a dozen girls later, as well as quite a few guys, I was beginning to realize the true power of my gift. I could have whomever, whatever I wanted!

The scope of my power empowered my libido even more so I was rock hard as I took a handful of the crying girl’s hair and smeared my sticky precum ooze across her cheek. “Shhh… you’ll soon be begging for me to fuck you, but I want to keep you pure like this for a little longer.” Then I turned to my sister who stood nearby and held out my hand. “Condom.”

She had already opened it, though instead of handing it to me she placed it right at my tip and pushed it down my shaft, quasi-fucking me with it in her grasp. That was hot, but she was a smart girl with lots of tricks. Even after doing half a dozen girls she and Mom showed me constantly that there was still loads left to learn about sex. Confident I was rigid and well wrapped she stood and kissed me on the cheek before whispering, “You really should dose her first,”

“Soon enough,” I smiled at her and gave her tight ass a playful spank to move her off so I could get back to my first test subject. It was going to be a busy night of experimentation and as much as I love fucking raw I needed to collect every drop of vital spunk I had. I knew it didn’t take much to turn someone, but finding out exactly how much was important, as well as how it could be administered. Heck, if I knew anyone who could do the research I’d love have them check out a sample; maybe do some kind of chemical or DNA analysis, but the fear of becoming a lab rat for the rest of my life kept me from even considering something like that for now.

“Now let’s get your cunt stuffed,” I growled and flung the young girl by her head face first into the big plush couch. She had a lot more fight before she was beaten up, gagged, and bound, yet now facing the actual reality of her getting raped she tried to struggle once more. “Where do you think you’re going?” I laughed as pulled her long brown hair hard, using it like a leash.

As I’d never actually worn on a condom before it felt weird to be doing it with one on now, surrounded by women that I’d all fucked raw, most many times by now, but I had been the one to determine it was a necessity. Not for my protection or even for hers, but to collect every drop of my precious load. It only took a small amount to work it’s magic, charming the mind out of anyone, male or female who ingested it orally and probably vaginally, so wasting a full orgasm on just one person was a waste when I had a full dungeon of a dozen people to convert before the end of the night.

Of course this would also be my first time having sex with someone who wasn’t already under my power, not to mention one that actively hated me. I’d explained away all the sex I’d had up until now as not really rape, but more as my milk had just unlocked their natural desire for me. And as much as I rationally found the idea of rape as abhorrent, I had to test every aspect of this to be sure, for science. Also I think I wanted to hurt someone for what happened to Jake, though she had nothing to do with that she was readily available. Sasha would get worse later.

I pulled her skirt up and and looked at her nice tight panties making a sexy camel toe underneath. “Mrrrmh!” the bound teen mumbled into her gag in terror as I stroked my plastic wrapped cock along her crease to keep it hard for the fucking I was about to give her.

“Shut up cunt,” Lisa scolded her and have her face a slap that wasn’t very gentle. “Don’t you know how lucky you are about to get?”

“It’s okay Lis,” I said explaining, “I’m tempted to remove the gag just to hear her cry as I take her.”

“The neighbors might be a ways off, but they still might hear something like that from up here,” my teacher turned MILF sex friend Misses Shehe cautioned.

“Yea,” I agreed regretfully and pulled her panties aside to finally see her fuzzy fat lips. As I spread them open with my plastic wrapped cockhead I could tell she was no virgin, though she sure was trembling like one.

“Need any lube?” Katie asked, spreading open her own legs, clearly offering to lube me up personally by fucking her a little first. As tempting at that was I to take her as she was.

“Later baby,” I grinned and without any further ado I pushed inside her vagina. Entry a little rough on my first plunge, but she was so loose that it was pretty easy to work my way in with just the basic lube coating the condom already. In fact as I after a few thrusts she started getting wet, probably against her wishes. She was enjoying this even if she didn’t want to, but she was really the only one. For my part I felt like I was fucking a grocery bag instead of a sexy young woman. Also the tightness of the elastic ring was quite distracting, strangling my blood flow at the base of my dick. I started getting pissed that this punishment was becoming more annoying for me than it was for her, and slamming her harder in an effort to feel better was only making it worse as the condom was starting to chafe me.

Pulling out I said, “This isn’t going to work. I can see why everyone hates condoms, I can barely feel a damn thing.” With disgust I pulled the sticky rubber off though held onto it, pressing it to her hip has I grabbed back on to thrust in bareback this time.

“Ahhh!” I moaned. It was like night and day, the soft warm embrace of her quim was delightful, even though I’d ostensibly already been in there. I fucked her long and slow at first, simply enjoying the feel of a new conquest. But as the girls around me also got into the mood and started doing all sorts of sexy things I started pounding her hard and fast as my pleasure increased.

Jen and Lisa were nearby on the couch kissing and fingering each others pussies while Katie was getting eaten out by Misses Shehe. Cute little Jackie simply found a banana from the kitchen and had been ramming it into her young snatch, while Shanique had similarly pulled out a bright pink vibrator from somewhere to diddle herself with. And as erotic as that all was it still took me quite a while to get off.

I was noticing it was getting harder for me to get off lately, probably just because I was having so much sex so I was getting desensitized by it. I laughed at the thought of a kid like me developing E.D. and figured I better talk to Mom about it later just in case. I closed my eyes and let the involuntary squeezing of my victim’s vagina do the rest and shuddered as I came sending one heavy shot of cum as deep into her womb as I could. I had planned on pulling out, but that first spurt escaped before I could react. Drawing upon all my willpower I jerked back and quickly poked my cockhead back into the end of the sticky condom I still held.

I sputtered the rest of my load into the wrinkled latex wrapper, gripping my shaft with a enjoyable squeeze as I jerked the rest out. All the girls were similarly disappointed I wasn’t spurting off on or in them, but they knew the reason for my actions. Still most were rubbing and fingering themselves, though several cheered me on as I finished in the rubber. After finishing I held it up and watched my cream oozed down the clear plastic wrapper to collect at the nipple like tip.

Looking at the small amount I felt somewhat embarrassed by how little of it there actually was. It always felt like it was much more than the half inch of goo that I was looking at now. Heck, even before I had sex when I’d just been masturbating into tissues it always seemed like much more of a mess, but having it concentrated, contained, and held before me it looked like a almost nothing. I had missed the first shot, which was always the biggest, but I dismissed obsessing about volume and tried to remember my goals. Changing my focus back to I the bound girl I’d finished raping I smacked the rubber against her face. “Bet you wish you could drink this now, don’t you?”

She nodded, no longer struggling and now at least I confirmed that a vaginal dose was just as effective as an oral dose. I removed her gag and was happily pleased by her words. “Yes, may I? Please!” she begged as I directed Lisa to cut her free of her duct tape bonds with a knife she’d had ready.

I grinned at how she’d gone from rape victim to wanton slut in the space of fifteen minutes with only a single shot of sperm in her quim. Once she was free and standing again I decided to give her a reward for her change in loyalty. “Get on the floor here and suck my dick,” I ordered taking her place on the couch. I spread my legs open and she eagerly went to work, though I knew she wouldn’t get me hard again for a while. “Can someone give me a status report of what is going on downstairs?” I asked.

Mom chimed in, “Everyone else is secure and awaiting phase two.” I hadn’t seen her and Jake return, but I was glad he was alright. His eyes were red, and swollen, but he was standing and ready for whatever I needed. Mom reach out, carefully taking the valuable condom from me before asking, “Do you want me to begin without you?”

Cuming always tired me out, and this time even more then usual. Maybe I was coming down with a cold or something? “Yea, I’ll be down in a few.” Mom nodded and sauntered off, taking Jake and most of the other girls with her as assistants, leaving me alone with just Katey and my newest cum slut. That was funny. I’d already forgotten her name even as she devotedly worked my limp penis and balls over with her mouth.

“Do you really have to do all this?” Katey asked curiously as she snuggled up next to me, lovingly pushing back the hair on my cocksucker to keep it out of her face as she worked.

“Of course. I need to know the results of these tests,” I said trying to clear my head of its post-coital fog. “I already know anyone can be affected by even small doses orally,” I trapped her lips and she kissed my finger. “And obviously vaginally,” I grinned sliding that finger down her body, over her great rack yet continuing down her belly. She eagerly spread her legs open for me to gently glide over her moist just licked snatch. “So anal would probably also work, though I don’t find that anywhere near as pleasant to test personally.”

Katey giggled and pushed my exploring finger inside her wet vagina with a satisfying squish. “I don’t really want to try that again either.”

“You didn’t like it?” I chuckled and pressed another finger against her tightly puckered rosebud.

“Well a little,” she confessed as she bit her lip, clearly enjoying me teasing it. “But it was a little painful as well.” Then she took my hand and pushed a full three fingers inside her pussy, “Our bodies were meant to fuck and make babies.” She emphasized her point with a tight squeeze on my fingers as she happily fucked my hand. “And I want to have a hundred babies with you.”

My dick twitched in the other girl’s mouth more from Katey’s comment than the decent suck job I was getting. Eventually this would get me hard again, but I was also tired even though I had slept earlier in the day in preparation for a long night. But as the hour grew past midnight already my body wanted to sleep again, so I knew I better get the tests done first. Before dawn everyone had to get home safely or there would be questions. ‘And actually sooner would be better than later,’ I grumbled to myself.

“Later,” I answered disappointedly refusing her again. “But for now I better help Mom with the tests,” I announced extracting my wet fingers from Katey’s wet pussy and pushing the other girl’s head off my still soft dick. “You two just hang out up here,” I said as they got up to follow me. “It’ll be too crowded down there for everyone.” They nodded and sat down to talk as I walked out.

In my new bedroom I grabbed a robe to wear and a towel to dry off my hand and crotch before heading down into the secret sex dungeon where a dozen naked teens were now securely strapped to crosses, benches, chairs, and after those ran out the tallest four guys were handcuffed to a large overhead pipe on one side of the room. And two of them were standing on small wooden boxes just so they wouldn’t dangle. While their hands were less restricted, able to slide along the pipe they could still kick however, so their feet had been cuffed as well, but they were clearly the most able to act and had been chosen to be tested on first so they could be released quicker. Mom stood nearby with a clipboard while she had her assistants were performing the tests we’d planned out on them and several others around the room.

“I don’t think skin contact alone will be enough,” she surmised to me looking at the two guys nude dangling before us with in more ways than one. Each had a small patch of shininess on their upper thigh which had to be a small quantity of my cum. Even gagged I could tell each of them was unturned, starting at me with combination of fear, anger, and murder on their minds. Meanwhile Misses Shehe was training Jackie on how to give a blowjob on her husband and Lisa ate out a cheerleader’s cooch.

“Yep,” I said disappointed. That would have made things so much easier. “Switch to anal,” I said casually. There were a lot of things to get out of the way, but these tall strong guys needed to be dealt with quickly and would be an asset should anything more physical happen.

Both of them clenched at my words, but that didn’t stop the two quasi-gay football players under my control from sliding their latex gloved finger over the patch of my sperm they had already applied and then poking that finger right up each of their bums. They only struggled for a few seconds after being violated before visibly calming down. “All right, ungag them,” I ordered.

Neither began shouting for help or anything, instead simply waiting for me. “You now serve me and will obey my every word.”

“Yes sir,” one said quickly followed by the other.

“All right,” I shrugged. “Unlock ’em.” It was about as I expected. Somehow as soon as my semen got inside them it was absorbed or internalized, quickly making people subservient to me. The next test was going to be the far more interesting one.

Once they were down unbound on the concrete floor I said, “Jake,” and my friend stepped over. Of the men he’d been under my power for the longest. “Anyone here you wanna fuck?” He immediately eyed my step-sister. “No,” I laughed and waved at the bevy of restrained vixens, “Anyone of these girls?” His nearly unshakable grin wavered so I decided to delegate. “Jen, help him pick out a cute one and make sure he fills her up.”

“Okay!” my sister giggled and grabbed Jake by the arm. “I think Sasha here deserves to get fucked up for hurting my boyfriend,” she said excitedly as she brought him up to the bitch that maced him. I had wanted to hurt her for that, so partly hoped his sperm wouldn’t also spread my power, thought it would make things much easier if it did. I shrugged and let it go to move on.

I looked to the two other new converts and said, “You two, take that one,” I pointed at a frumpy girl I didn’t find as attractive, bent over a stool she was tied to and wearing a ring gag so she couldn’t bite down on any dick in her mouth. “Fuck her up and don’t stop until you fill her every hole with sperm. With a grin they started jerking their dicks as they flanked her and that was when I heard Shanique laugh.

She’d been in the corner out of sight, but from the look of it she’d been fucking the young kid who was a friend and neighbor of Jackie’s, but he was clearly still a middle schooler. Since he was so young I was sure he hadn’t gotten anywhere close to a woman before, as was more proved by the stream of white that dripped out of her snatch as she stood up from his lap.

“He didn’t go more than a minute,” she laughed as she took the towel I handed her and cleaned her crotch off of his cum. I nodded and saw she had been assigned one of the tests to see if a female minion of mine having sex with a guy could turn them, and the kid was grinning into his gag at just busting his nut in the sexy black girl.

I took out the simple cloth gag he had and he immediately started excitedly talking. “Why didn’t you say we were having a sex party? I would have paid to come down here!” he almost shouted excitedly.

“Good, then you won’t mind sucking my dick,” I said casually pulling open my robe to show my limp member.

“What? I’m not fucking gay!” the kid shouted with outrage. Since skin contract hadn’t created the effect I hadn’t been hopeful of this test anyway, but still the little twerp could have been at least a little grateful for having gotten laid at such a young age. I pulled his gag back on to his muffled complaints and told Shanique to shower and douche. I expected a fair amount of other guys spooge in and around my girls tonight, but no sense in letting it linger any longer than absolutely necessary.

Lisa similarly sat up, her face a mess with girl juices. “I don’t think this is working either, and I’ve made sure to spit as much in her as I could,” she explained referring to the cheerleader she’d been going down on. “Suzy came twice already, but I can tell she still isn’t one of us.”

“That’s alright,” I assured her. “Move along.” She nodded and told my mother her results and I was tempted to bang the girl’s wet pussy, just looking at me with her forced open thighs, but I had other tests to try first.

I looked over and I saw Jake pounding away at that tart who’d tried to blind him while my sister practically used the bound and gagged girl’s nose as a vibrator. They looked like they were having fun sharing her as were the other two guys as they similarly sandwiched that other girl like a pig on a spit. Meanwhile Misses Shehe had coaxed little Jackie into allowing her restrained husband’s cock up her ass, probably her first time with anal while she ate out the teen’s pussy, again probably a first for her. Everyone else had gone to other spit tests, depositing their phlegm into the mouths of a few test subjects. So far I didn’t see any evidence that my minions could spread my power second-hand, but there were still a few options left.

Time to take a break, I decided as I had a seat and just watched the scene for a few minutes. But soon my eyes grew heavy and they closed, just for a moment.

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