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THE HONEYMOON CONTINUES

DAY TWO AT THE RESORT

After a wonderful lunch the four of us returned to our room and changed into shorts and tees to wear down to the nude beach. We hooked up the lesbian foursome and the couple Barbara and Jim at the beach. We all sat around chatting but no one discussed the previous night’s activities.

At one point Rita, Erin and Jean went in the ocean for a swim and Joannie decided to join them. They were in for quite awhile when I noticed the Rita and Erin were sitting on a raft in the water and that Jean and Joannie were still in the water but between their heads were between the other girl’s legs. You really could not make out what they were doing but it seemed as if Joannie was eating Erin’s pussy and the Jean was eating Rita’s quim.

“They really look hot don’t they Marla?” Naomi asked me breaking my concentration.

“Are they doing what I think they are doing?” I asked Naomi.

“Most definitely, those horny little cunts Erin and Rita can never get enough,” Naomi replied.

“Well I would put Joannie in that same category,” I said and we both laughed.

Naomi got up displaying her beautiful nude body and asked, “Want to join them?”

“No thanks, I am still recovering from last night and I need a little more rest,” I told her.

“Okay, come on in if you change your mind,” she said and then went in the water and swam out to the other girls.

I lay back in the sun and closed my eyes and thought to myself, “I had more sex in one day then I would have expected for the whole week.” As I lay there I could hear the conversation between Biff, Jerry, Jim and Barbara.

“How are you feeling today, Barbara?” Biff asked her.

“My body aches all over from the pounding it took from you three last night and I feel constipated,” she answered sounding almost annoyed.

Jerry said, “You’ll get used to it. A cum enema will make you feel that way the first few times.”

“Oh and you know how it feels to have a huge dick and three loads of cum in your ass?” Barbara retorted.

“Absolutely, Biff has fucked me in the ass many times with that monster and I admit it took some time to get used to it,” Jerry confessed.

Then Jim asked in disbelief, “Let me get this straight, Biff has fucked you in the ass before?”

“Oh yeah many times and he has fucked my wife Joannie in the ass and my mother Marla in the ass as well. We all love it,” Jerry added.

“So are all of you screwing each other?” asked Barbara in amazement.

“Not only that Marla and Joannie get it on with each other as well. In fact they partied with the lesbian foursome last night while Biff and I were at your place,” Jerry told them.

“Unbelievable and I thought that being with three guys was pushing the limit,” sighed Barbara.

Jim added, “Man that is so hot and so cool. I would love to see Barbara make it with another woman.”

Then Biff chimed in, “Not a problem, why don’t you come over to our place tonight and the six of us will party.”

“No way will I make it with a woman,” Barbara said firmly.

“Oh come on honey I bet you would enjoy it,” Jim pleaded.

Biff added, “Barbara I bet you will enjoy it. Marla had never been with a woman until Joannie and now she loves it. You can always stop if you want no one is going to force you.”

“Oh yeah and I should believe you after you showed your monster cock in my ass last night,” Barbara said with a snicker.

“Well at least party with us and see what happens, I promise you that no one will force you to do anything that you don’t want to,” Biff replied.

“Please dear, can we party with them tonight?” Jim begged.

“Okay but on one condition. I want to see you fuck Jerry in the ass,” Barbara said firmly.

“Deal,” answered Jim.

By then the girls were returning from the water and Joannie plopped down next to us and exclaimed, “Man those girls know how to eat pussy!”

“Hey Joannie,” Jerry called out; “Jim and Barbara are coming over to party with us tonight.

“Cool I am in the mood for some fresh meat,” she said laughingly.

“You are always in the mood,” Biff joked.

So it was set after dinner Jim and Barbara would come to our room to party.

THE AFTER DINNER PARTY

Jim and Barbara arrived later that evening dressed as we had become accustomed wearing shorts and a tee shirt with no underwear. It wasn’t long before we were all naked and fooling around with each other.

‘Remember you have to fuck Jerry in the ass before we do anything else,” Barbara reminded her husband.

Jerry got some gel and lubed up his ass for Jim and got on all fours. Jerry looked over his shoulder and wagged his ass at Jim and said, “Come and get it. Give me a good ride.”

Biff offered encouragement to Jim, “Doesn’t he look just like a girl from behind with his hairless smooth bubble butt. Every time I fuck his ass I think I am fucking a girl’s ass.”

The Biff offered his cock to Jerry who immediately gobbled it up in his mouth. Jim now sporting an erection got behind Jerry and eased his cock into Jerry’s asshole. He looked surprised at how easy it went in and probably how good it felt.

“Do a good job and I will let you fuck me in the ass too,” quipped Joannie. Then she added, “In fact I’ll let you fuck Marla in the ass as well.”

Barbara looked on in amazement as her husband fucked my son in the ass and my son sucked Biff’s big dick as well. Joannie moved over to Barbara sitting on the bed and started stroking her body. Barbara’s nipples stuck out like little dicks from her chest she was so turned on. Joannie then leaned over and took one of Barbara’s nipples in her mouth and rolled it around with her teeth. Barbara was moaning with the tit manipulation.

Jim had really gotten into fucking Jerry’s ass and was now pounding into him. His hips slapped into Jerry’s buttocks impaling him on Jim’s cock. Jim was running his hands all over Jerry’s smooth round ass cheeks as he fucked him.

Every once in awhile Jerry would take his mouth off of Biff’s cock to encourage Jim. “Oh yeah, fuck my ass, fuck it good, I want to feel your cum in my ass, give it to me.”

Joannie stopped sucking Barbara’s tits and dropped to her knees in front of her. She pried a reluctant Barbara’s legs apart to get at her pussy.

“Please don’t,” Barbara whispered.

“It’s not going to hurt, just relax,” Joannie urged and then said to me, “Marla suck her tits she has great nipples.”

I moved over to the bed and sat next to Barbara. I played with her tits and then began to suck her nipples into my mouth. She loved having her nipples sucked and nibbled. The attention to her tits allowed her to relax enough to give Joannie access to her pussy. I knew she was in for a surprise because Joannie was such a good cunt lapper.

The action on the bed with the male threesome and my loving of her tits broke down Barbara’s final barrier. She emitted a very audible gasp when Joannie plunged her tongue into her pussy.

“Oh my God, yes, yes, oh this is going to be a quick one,” Barbara exclaimed!

Just as Barbara’s body rocked with a volcanic orgasm, her husband Jim announced that he was cumming. Barbara and I watched as Jim stiffened and fired his load into my son’s asshole. Jerry then used his ass muscles to milk Jim’s cock dry. Jim shivered as his cock was squeezed in Jerry’s ass and then it slipped from my son’s hole with a trail of cum following it.

Joannie had moved up along side of Barbara and kissed her deeply allowing her to taste her own pussy nectar and then said, “There that wasn’t so bad, see how good you taste?”

Barbara just nodded and then lay back on the bed recovering from her first orgasm with another woman. Biff had not cum so he removed his cock from Jerry’s mouth and walked over to Barbara. He pushed his cock into her pussy slowly as she gasped remembering his size. Biff worked her with long powerful strokes keeping his cock in constant contact with her clit. Barbara was breathing hard as she worked herself up toward another orgasm. Joannie got up on the bed and straddled Barbara’s face lowering her pussy to her mouth.

“Do to me just what I did to you before, eat my pussy, come on get your tongue in there, find my clit,” Joannie kept yelling out instructions.

Biff flooded Barbara’s cunt with cum and she was rocked with another intense orgasm. Barbara screamed into Joannie’s cunt and we only heard the muffled sounds. Barbara was spent and lay still as Joannie dismounted from her face.

“She needs some more training,” Joannie said obviously disappointed in Barbara’s lack of pussy eating experience.

“Come on Marla give me some of your magic,” Joannie urged.

Joannie and I got on the other bed in a 69 position and we began to lap each other’s pussy. We started to finger each other’s assholes as well. Jim was totally turned on by this display of female copulation.

Then I heard Jerry offer, “Jim let’s fuck them in the ass, who do you want, Marla or Joannie?”

Jim in a weak voice said, “Joannie.”

The two of them joined Joannie and I on the bed and my son slipped his cock into my ass as Jim slid his into Joannie’s beautiful bum. Joannie and I were licking each other frantically and chewing on each other’s clit. The anal penetrations only accelerated our orgasms. We both came in each other’s mouth relishing the taste of one another as the cocks filled our asses. Joannie kept right on eating me after my orgasm and I followed suit. We continued to eat each other toward another orgasm when I felt my son spew his load into my ass setting me off again. I squirted my juice all over Joannie’s face. Joannie’s body also rocked in orgasm as she felt me squirt into her mouth and Jim shoot his load into her ass. The four of us lay coupled together for a few minutes until the guys cocks softened and slipped from our asses.

“That was unbelievable,” said a recovered Barbara as she sat next to Biff with his stiff dick in her hand.

“Man that was something,” echoed Jim.

“Just think, Jim you just fucked a husband and wife in the ass the same day,” chuckled Biff.

We all took some time to rest so we had a couple of drinks and chatted for awhile. The guys decided that Jim would fuck my ass next but that I would also be triple fucked. I would experience the pleasure of Biff’s big cock in my pussy while Jim fucked my ass and I sucked my son’s cock.

We got into position and within seconds I had all three cocks in me. Joannie and Barbara sat next to each other on the other bed and watched the four of us get it on. Since the guys had already cum it took longer for them this time. They seemed to pound my three holes forever. I orgasmed countless times before the first of guys lost his load.

My son Jerry was the first to cum filling my mouth with his sweet tasting seed. I sucked it all down not wanting to waste any. I continued to suck on his pecker until it went soft in my mouth. As I nibbled on the cock head my son shivered and pulled away, collapsing on the bed.

Jim was the next to cum filling with ass with his seed. He continued to fuck me moving cum around in my ass as I used my anal muscles to squeeze every drop from his cock. Soon his cock deflated and popped out of my asshole. I could feel his cum trickled down my inner thighs toward my pussy where Biff was pounding my cunt. I was so turned on that I rode his cock like it would be my last fuck ever.

Biff pushed up into me as I crashed down on his body. Then he stiffened and fired a barrage of cum into my womb. I could feel it bouncing off the walls of my vagina and then running back down to coat his cock. He fucked me for a few minutes well after he shot his load bringing me to the brink of an intense orgasm. Then I lost it my body shook with tremors and I felt chills run through me as I had my most spasmodic orgasm ever. I collapsed on Biff’s body and he wrapped his arms around me holding me until my body stopped quivering.

“Are you okay?” Biff asked.

“I think so at least now anyway,” I answered him.

I just lay on top of him and he continued to stroke my body in an effort to comfort me. I felt like I could lay there forever. I thought to myself, “If I never have sex again this was an orgasm to remember.”

Finally we gathered ourselves and sat up. Biff mixed some more drinks and we realized that Joannie and Barbara were gone. We just assumed that they went down to the nude Jacuzzi so we relaxed. It was weird how I had become accustomed to sitting around naked socializing. Here I was with my son, his best friend and a man I just met with all of us naked and sipping cocktails.

Jim wanted to hear our story about how it all started with the four of us. So we each told a part of the story. The story was really a turn-on for Jim and he was amazed at the turn of events leading up to our trip to Jamaica. I noticed that he was getting hard again.

Biff noticed it too, “Everybody up for one round?” he asked.

Biff suggested that I sit on his cock again. Then Jerry would fuck me in the ass this time and Jim would fuck Jerry in the ass. Just describing that got the guys hard and then we were back at it. Biff fucked my pussy, my son fucked my ass and Jim fucked Jerry’s ass. This round really lasted a long time before the guys came again. I was exhausted and just lay on Biff and let him and Jerry do all the work. Eventually Jim came in Jerry’s ass which triggered his orgasm into my ass. Biff finally came into my overused and soaking wet pussy.

“Nice show you guys,” remarked Joannie as she and Barbara returned.

The four of us uncoupled and sat up on the bed and I noticed that Barbara looked exhausted and drained. “Where did you girls go off to?” I asked.

“Well I told you that Barbara needed for training in pussy eating, so I took her over to meet Erin, Rita, Jean and Naomi,” Joannie replied.

Jim said. “I’ll be damned did you get it on with those Lesbos?”

Barbara looked embarrassed and humiliated. She also looked like she was totally out of it. She spoke to Jim, “Can we please go now?”

“I want to hear all about it,” Jim said ignoring her request.

“I’ll tell you about it when we get back to our room, please let’s just go,” Barbara whined.

Jim and Barbara through own their clothes and headed back to their room without saying another word to us.

“Well that must have been quite a session over there,” I said to Joannie.

“You wouldn’t believe it the girls turned Barbara into a wild woman. I think she is embarrassed by everything she did and how much she got into it,” Joannie replied and then went on, “She ate every pussy, she fucked and got fucked with dildos, she was double and triple penetrated, and it was quite a scene. I fill you in on the details over breakfast but right now I’m going to bed.”

We all went to bed and slept soundly that night. In the morning we took showers and Biff fucked me in the shower and Jerry fucked Joannie when they showered. Then we dressed and went down to breakfast.

DAY THREE AT THE RESORT

The four of us were sitting around having our second and third cups of coffee after breakfast. Joannie was telling us what transpired when she and Barbara went over to the lesbian girl’s room.

“Well it wasn’t so much what Barbara did as to how she reacted,” Joannie started off the story. “She really didn’t do much more than Marla and I did the other night. The girls really worked her over at first sucking her tits, nibbling on her sensitive nipples, eating her pussy and rimming her asshole. Barbara had cum so many times that her body was like jelly.”

Joannie continued, “I never expected her to be so vocal she seemed so demure but once she got going there was no stopping her and no shutting her up. We girls took turns fucking her with strap-on dildos and alternated sitting on Barbara’s face. She was coaxed and trained in the art of pussy eating and by the time we were done with her she was an expert and loving it.”

I said, “That’s unbelievable given her first reaction to girl – girl sex.”

I know said Joannie but it gets better, “We then began to double fuck and triple fuck her with strap-on dildos making lick her own cunt juice off the one fresh from her pussy. The most erotic sight was with Rita fucking Barbara’s pussy and Erin fucking Barbara in the ass. Erin’s ass is so hot that I couldn’t leave it alone so I fucked her ass at the same time. Jean and Naomi knelt on either side of the three of us and played with our tits and nipples.”

Biff chimed in, “I would love to fuck Erin in the ass. I just love her shapely bubble butt. Joannie, can you set that up for me?”

Joannie smiled and said, “We’ll see.” Then she went on with the story, “Naomi started talking to Barbara and calling her our slut bitch and our slut whore. Barbara answered back saying that she was a slut and a whore. She yelled out to all of us fuck your slut whore, fuck me in my ass, fuck me in my pussy, let your slut taste your pussy; she was insatiable. Then we really worked her over pounding her pussy and her ass and making her eat our pussies and lick the dildos clean. It was wild.”

“God no wonder she looked so beat up when you got back to the room,” I commented.

“Yeah and that was after she rested for awhile and I had to help her walk back to our room,” Joannie added. “Then on the way back it hit her about what she had done and she felt ashamed and humiliated. I tried to console her but she went into a deep depression which is why she didn’t hang around for awhile.”

“I bet Naomi and the girls are ecstatic with their conquests so far this week. First you and I and then you and Barbara,” I said.

“You bet they are and they are pretty worn out themselves,” Joannie said with a giggle.

“Listen Joannie about Erin, I know you can set it up. Hell she has already had good sized fake cocks in her ass, why not a real one? Tell how great it feels to have your rectum filled with cum and how much better it feels than a fake cock that doesn’t cum.” Biff tried to convince Joannie.

“Okay, okay I’ll work on her but if I am successful you will owe me big time,” replied Joannie.

We finished our coffee and headed back to the room and then down to the nude beach. All of us were really getting tan, darker than we had ever been with absolutely no tan lines. None of the lesbian girls were at the beach yet nor were Jim and Barb. As we were sunning and talking Biff reminded us of the Reggae party tonight on the regular beach.

Then two very effeminate young men walked over to near where we were sitting and sat down. They looked over at us and smiled. It was obvious that they must have just arrived because they still had tan lines and a very light tan. From the back these two looked like young girls with hairless bodies, unblemished skin and shapely legs and asses. They had their hair cut in a page boy style covering the nape of their necks. I could see that Biff was interested in their asses.

The young men started putting suntan lotion on each other almost in a display of eroticism. They were openly gay with very feminine mannerisms and manner of speech. As one put lotion on the other one he glanced over in our direction and noticed Biff’s prowess. He whispered to the other one and then they both looked right at Biff’s meat. I swore they looked like they were starting to get hard. Then they walked toward us and asked if they could join us.

We invited them to sit down and they introduced themselves as Michelle (not Michael) and Brandy (not Brandon). They shared with us that they had just started dating and that this was their first vacation together. When we explained our situation to them they applauded our sexual openness but they were clearly turned on by our arrangement and they both showed hard. Michelle and Brandy had long thin cocks probably about seven inches long and three inches around. “Down boys, nudity on the beach is okay but no display of sex allowed,” Biff cautioned.

Both boys grabbed their cocks and Brandy said, “I hate when it does that.” Then he and Michelle giggled.

“No sex on the beach huh, what do you call all the pussy eating that took place on the raft yesterday,” laughed Joannie. Then she told Michelle and Brandy about the gay girls we hooked up with.

“You guys are so cool,” remarked Michelle. “Let’s get something to drink Brandy, do you guys want anything?” he asked.

“I’ll go with you,” Jerry said and jumped up, his prick semi-hard.

The three of them walked over to the nude bar and I noticed that the three of them fondled each other’s asses as they made their way across the sand. There was no one at the bar yet so the three of them hung out by themselves talking and drinking.

Joannie and Biff went for a swim and I walked over to the bar to get something to drink. I didn’t see Jerry and the young men and I didn’t have a clue where they went. I got a drink and decided to head over to the nude Jacuzzi. As I approached I saw Jerry, Brandy and Michelle in the Jacuzzi. Brandy was on one side of Jerry and Michelle was on the other side. Brandy and Michelle each held one of my son’s ass cheeks in their hand and fondled his chest and nipples with the other. Jerry was stroking both of their thin long hard cocks.

As I stood and watched them I reflected on my first voyeurism when I spied on Jerry and Biff. Brandy sat on the edge of the Jacuzzi and Jerry leaned over to take his cock in his mouth. Michelle got behind Jerry and slipped his cock into Jerry’s ass. Michelle also reached around to stroke Jerry’s cock. It wasn’t long before Brandy came in Jerry’s mouth and Michelle came in Jerry’s ass. Jerry in turn shot his load in the Jacuzzi water. They cleaned off their cocks with the Jacuzzi water and headed back toward the bar. I hurried back to my place on the beach and awaited their return. The three of them walked back and sat down as if nothing had transpired between them.

“Did you enjoy your visit with each other,” I asked.

“Immensely, Jerry is wonderful company,” Brandy replied.

Jerry looked toward the water and saw Biff sitting on the raft with Joannie’s head bobbing up and down between his legs and he said aloud, “Looks like Biff is getting his pipes cleaned.”

We all looked out toward them and all though we really couldn’t see that well it was obvious that Biff was getting one of Joannie’s signature blow jobs. She must have been at it for awhile because soon after we spotted them they changed positions. Joannie got upon the raft and spread her legs and Biff got in the water and put his head between her legs, obviously eating her pussy.

“God I am getting hot again,” remarked Brandy.

“Let’s swim out to the raft when they are done,” offered Michelle.

“Do you want to come, Jerry,” asked Brandy.

“Sure I wouldn’t miss it,” my son replied.

After Joannie and Biff were done getting each other off they made their way back to shore. As they swam back Jerry, Michelle and Brandy headed out to the raft. Joannie and Biff plopped down in their chairs.

“Well it looked like you two were having fun,” I teased.

“Was it that obvious from here,” Biff asked.

“Well you really can’t see anything except your positions and your bobbing heads, but it was somewhat obvious,” I said smiling. “Now the boys are heading out there.”

While the three of them were out to the raft I told Biff and Joannie what I had witnessed. They weren’t surprised that Jerry got it on with them they were just surprised how quickly it happened.

“They are both very pretty boys,” Joannie admitted and then asked, “Are you going to fuck them Biff?”

“Well see, right now I’m not in the mood but maybe sometime this week if the situation presents itself. Right now I can’t get Erin’s ass out of my mind,” Biff responded.

The three of watched as Michelle and Brandy sat on the raft and Jerry was in the water. It looked he was moving to one cock and then the other until they both shot their wads in his mouth. Then Jerry was on the raft and Brandy and Michelle were in the water taking turns sucking Jerry’s cock. It appeared that after he came in one of their mouths that they kissed each other sharing my son’s cum. Shortly afterward they made their way back to the beach and their chairs. I thought to myself, “You need to get some binoculars.”

“Well it looks as if you three are getting along,” I teased them.

“Yeah you two have cum stains on your face,” laughed Joannie.

“Joannie you shit,” cried Jerry.

We all laughed and settled in to talk again. After awhile we decided to go and get some lunch and agreed to meet back at the beach after we ate. When we returned after lunch we were joined by Michelle and Brandy as well as the lesbian girls. Naomi told us that Jim and Barbara let the island and went home early. Apparently Barbara couldn’t bear to face anyone after the sex marathon last night.

Our conversation then turned back to sex. Naomi asked Biff and Jerry how they got started and when did Joannie enter the picture. Both Michelle and Brandy pulled their chairs in closer to hear Biff and Jerry tell their story. We all put our chairs in a circle and we made quite a group the family foursome, the lesbian foursome and the gay duo. We were all beautiful people that shared their sex stories with each other.

Biff started the story, “Well Jerry and I were roommates in college. By the time I had entered college I had already fucked my share of asses both boys and girls. Jerry and I hit it off and we started hanging out together and we double dated a lot. Sometimes it worked out that one of us would not have a date and we fucked the same girl.”

Jerry added, “Yeah, the one girl Marilyn we fucked for a long time. She loved to be double fucked all the time. She loved it in the ass and we fucked her in a lot of different positions. She was experimental too and she was the one who got me into anal sex.”

Now Naomi, Jean, Rita and Erin were really listening, “Tell us what happened?” asked an excited Erin.

Jerry went on, “Well one night Biff was out with a date and Marilyn and I were back at our room fucking. She brought along a good sized dildo to use on her pussy while I fucked her in the ass. Marilyn had fingered my ass before when she sucked my cock and it felt pretty good but now she wanted to fuck my ass with the dildo as she sucked my dick. I went along with it and she gradually worked the whole dildo into my ass as she gave me a mind boggling blow job.”

Then Biff jumped in, “It gets better. I came back to the room with a set of blue balls after having been shot down on my date. I walk in the room and here is Jerry on his hands and knees with Marilyn fucking him in the ass with a strap-on dildo. Up to then I had never thought about Jerry sexually although I always admired his ass. When Marilyn saw me see smiled and yelled out look who is home and then asked Jerry if he was ready for the real deal.”

“I had always been secretly attracted toward Biff and I had always admired his big cock but I had never thought about us getting it on until then,” Jerry said and then continued, “Marilyn told Biff to get over here and fuck my ass and then I repeated it asking Biff to fuck me. Biff took off all of his clothes and his big dick was fully erect. He knelt down behind me and eased his cock into my ass.”

Biff added, “Marilyn pulled the good sized dildo out of his ass and then handed me some lube for my cock. I greased it up good and then pushed it into Jerry’s ass. Marilyn had broken him in very well and my cock went in easily. I really started to get into it and I started fucking his hot ass with long deliberate strokes. It was the first time I really looked at Jerry’s ass with a desire to fuck it. I molded his shapely cheeks in my hands as I fucked him.”

Jerry said excitedly, “I couldn’t believe that I was able to take that ass buster but I did I loved it. I was hooked on butt fucking from that moment on. Marilyn had slipped under me and took my cock in her mouth and I leaned over her body to eat her pussy as Biff continued to butt fuck me.”

“I knew I wasn’t going to last very long and when Marilyn licked my balls, I shot my wad into Jerry’s ass,” Biff added.

“Oh man what a load it was Biff just seemed to keep cumming and cumming. I could feel cum bounce off my bowels and fill my rectum. It was backing out over Biff’s cock and running down my legs over my own balls. Marilyn lick up Biff’s cum and went back to sucking my cock and then I came in her mouth,” Jerry told us. Then Biff continued, “It was wild and when I removed my softening dick from Jerry’s ass it made a loud popping sound and then a large wad of cum hit Marilyn in the face. Marilyn gobbled up my cock in her mouth and sucked me dry. I sat back on the floor with my back against the couch and Marilyn continued sucking my cock. I started to get hard again and I thought I would cum in her mouth next.”

“But Marilyn had something else in mind and she told me to come closer and watch her suck Biff’s cock. I moved closer and then she took her mouth of off his dick and told me to try it. I took hold of it and began to lick the head and then eventually took it in my mouth. Biff groaned so I new I was doing a good job which turned me on and now I was anxious for him to cum in my mouth. I kept sucking him deeper and deeper tasting my gag line and I was proud of how much of his cock I could handle. Marilyn got behind me and fucked my ass again with her dildo until Biff blasted his load in my mouth. I swallowed every drop and I loved it.” Jerry said excitedly.

Jerry had gotten a hard-on telling the story and when I looked around everyone appeared sexually aroused. I knew I was and then I noticed Michelle and Brandy with a hand on the other’s erect cock. If we had been allowed I am sure that an orgy would have started right there on the nude beach.

Jerry finished the story, “That’s how it started and since then I have been hooked on Biff’s cock. We continued to date girls and fuck them together. Marilyn was always available when we wanted as well. I met Joannie later in our senior year and we started to date. She is insatiable as we all know so I introduced Biff into our relationship. But that story can wait for another day.”

“I’ll say I don’t think I can listen to another story,” Rita said, “I am so fucking hot right now does anyone want to eat my pussy?” she joked.

In response every hand but Michelle and Brandy went into the air and we all laughed.

“I think we all need a swim to cool off,” suggested Naomi.

Everyone headed for the water and let the cool ocean bring their body temperatures back down. We eventually returned to our chairs and conversations.

“So Brandy and Michelle are you into anal sex or just oral?” Naomi blatantly asked them.

They smiled without embarrassment and answered, “Yes we are into anal big time and we do like group action.”

“Have you guys ever been butt fucked with dildos like Jerry was?” Naomi continued her questioning.

“No but it sounds erotic,” replied Brandy and Michelle nodded in agreement.

“We have dildos with us which Joannie and Marla can testify to. Would you two like some of us to fuck your asses with our fake cocks?” Naomi asked in a very sultry tone and then added, “I think that would be hot don’t you, gay guys getting fucked by lesbians?”

“It sounds delicious and it would be even better if we had some real cocks for our mouths,” Michelle answered this time and then hugged Brandy as they giggled.

“How about it Jerry and Biff are you two willing to help out?” Naomi teased.

Jerry was first to answer, “You bet I am.”

Then Biff replied, “I think we can work something out. I’ll play along if I can fuck Erin in the ass.”

Naomi was now on the defensive, “Well I don’t know about that,” she said as she looked toward Erin who was shaking her head “No”.

Then Joannie went over to kneel next to Erin’s chair and began to whisper in her ear. Erin stopped shaking her head and listened to whatever Joannie was telling her. Erin then nodded a yes to Joannie and Joannie smiled and kissed her.

Erin then sheepishly said, “I’ll do it,” Shocking the other lesbian girls with her agreement. Then she added, “What’s the big deal it’s not like I’m an anal virgin.”

Naomi then said, “Well then it’s a date. How about after the Reggae party tonight we all meet back at our room? It is our last night on the resort so let’s really party tonight.”

Everyone agreed and I thought to myself, “This is going to get very interesting tonight.” I also made a mental note to get Naomi’s address so that we could stay in touch and maybe meet at the resort again in the future.

Cont…..

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I’m a 34 yr. old man dating a 38 yr. old woman with a 19 yr. old daughter, still living at home and a 16 yr. old nephew that stays with her on most weekends and during breaks from school. I went over one Saturday about a month ago and just let myself in as was usual as I’ve been dating Melissa for about 8 months now and was under the impression that I was expected.
I walked through the kitchen and not seeing anyone started to make my way into the living room. As I was about to step across the threshold, I heard a moan escape someone’s lips that turned into an, “Oohhh shit Aunt Mel!” Hearing that should have prepared me for what I was about to see, but needless to say my jaw still dropped when I rounded the partition wall and saw reflected in the mirror my girlfriend kneeling in front of her nephew running her tongue up and down the length of his cock. Now, I’m not small, I have a good 8 inches, but this kid had to be packing about 6 1/2 inches himself.
As I stood there, slackjawed and dumbfounded not knowing whether to raise hell or quietly slip out, I realised my own cock had stiffened watching Melissa lick her teenage nephews cocklike her favorite popsicle and only snapped out of it when she finally took him wholly in her mouth and he released another,
“Aahhh man!” (Or it might have been Amen as I was a bit entranced when it happened) But I found myself sticking around to watch desptie my earlier reaction. I stuck around for another 5 or 6 minutes watching my girlfriends head bob up and down on his young cock, before finally deciding to leave. As I turned though I heard, “Aunt Mel, I’m gonna cuummm!” I looked back just as he went into full convulsions thrusting his hips into her eager mouth. The kid must have cum a full gallon because she kept swallowing for several seconds and being the pro cock sucker she is not missing a drop.
After watching this display I quietly let myself out and started making my way home to contemplate how I was going to contemplate this. But first thing on my mind was handling my own aching hard-on. I hadn’t gotten more than a couple blocks away when my cell phone rang. “I thought you were coming over.” she said. I had to pull over to talk as I was having a horrible time thinking of what to say, so I tried playing dumb. “I just haven’t made it over yet.” “Oh, ok.” she said with a hint of disbelief in her voice. “Well, when are you coming?” “I don’t think I’ll be able to make it today.” I told her, still unsure of what to do or say. With more than a little disappointment in her voice she asked, “Didn’t you like the show I put on for you?” What the fuck?, I thought but still didn’t let on. “Huh?” was the only response I could muster. “I thought you’d enjoy it, you’re always talking about wanting to see me with someone else.” Ih ad said that many times but never imagined it’d be with her nephew. “I just never thought…..” At this she started laughing, “I told you when we started dating that I came from a wild family!” She then proceeded to tell me that this was a bit of a tradition in her family, how her Aunt and Uncle, then her Mother had initiated her and her brother when she was about 12. How she had given Shawn his first blowjob on his 13th birthday and took his virginity on his 14th. And how she first engaged her daughter Crystal in mutual masturbation when she was 12 and had turned her into a master pussy eater within 4 months and watched her brother fuck her when she turned 13.
By the time she finished I was pouring sweat and my cock felt like it was going to burst through my pants. I sat there for what seemed like forever when she asked, “I”ve completely freaked you out haven’t I?” “I understand if you don’t want to see me anymore but PLEASE don’t tell anyone!!” “Truth is, I don’t think I’ve been more turned on in all my life.” “Really?” she asked with a bit of mischief in her voice. “Was there anything you would have liked me to do different?” “Well, I’d liked to see him cum on your face or tits like I usually do.” “I usually just have him do that when we fuck, but if you wanna come over now you can cum all over me if you want!” I told her that I was turning around right then but that it would be a definite quickie as I was about to explode already. “That’s ok,” she said, “Shawn just left for a while and Crystal won’t be home for bout an hour, IF you think you’re ready to see that.” “I’m sure I will be by the time she gets there.” I said.
When I walked in the door she met me with a passionate kiss. Then dropped another bomb. “Slight change of plans.” She then proceeded to strip me down and bind my hands behind me before sitting me on the couch. “This is so you don’t get yourself off before I’m ready.” She then explained that she wanted to time my blowjob with Crystals arrival like she had timed Shawn’s with mine. She wasted no time in stripping off her own clothes and teasing me to damn near the breaking point. She started by rubbing her foot along my thigh. I warned her that if she didn’t want me to cum just yet not to touch my cock. She just grinned ear to ear and told me, “I know what I’m doing.” She then stood on the couch and lowered her nearly hairless cunt just inches from my face. She began making grinding motions towards me so that I could smell and nearly taste her sweetness.
Trying to keep from just knocking her over and forcing my cock on her somehow I asked, “So ummm, Crystal and Shawn, do they…” She laughed at this and lowered herself a little further sothat her (albeit a little saggy but still beautiful) 34B tits and raven-black hair were in my face and her cunt hovered barely above my cock. Still laughing a little she said, “He had her bent over the kitchen sink when I came in for breakfast this morning, she said she just needed a little before work.” Then with her feet on the floor she kneeled in front of me and said, “I wish she’d hurry so I can put your cock in my mouth.” “That makes 3 of us, you, me, and my cock.” I replied. She then lowered her mouth so close that I could feel her breath on the head of my dick. She then raised up and gave me a peck on the cheek. “Be right back.” I know she was only torturing me because she was gone for nearly 10 minutes for what should have taken 10 seconds.
When she came back she had both hands behind her back. “I’m giving you one out, if you’re sure you’re ready to see me with Crystal and can wait for her to get home, we’ll keep this up. If not tell me and I’ll suck you off right now.” “No I can take it.” Which felt like a lie. She pulled out her left hand with a phone in it. She called her daughter and after asking her how long she’d be said, “Good. Scott’s here for a family meeting.” With a wink to me. She smiled and said, “Even better.” “She said she was planning on making a few stops on the way home but it wasn’t anything that couldn’t wait and she’d be here in about 15 minutes.” Then she sat in the floor and spread her legs before revealing a vibrator in her right hand. “In the meantime…..” I was helpless to watch while she ran the shiny gold toy up her slit to her enormous clit. Melissa always had a large clit which made for some very intense orgasms, but like my cock I’d never seen it swelled like this before. It didn’t take long for what seemed to be several orgasms caused her body to vibrate and her cunt to leave a rather large puddle on the tile floor. She looked like she was ready to give out but then stuck the tip of the vibrator in her slick hole while she laid all the way back and at first slowly, then with more force with each thrust began to fuck herself furiously with the toy. Her heavy breathing and moans became cries of pure ecstacy as another wave of orgasms took her and another flood spilled onto the floor. Her body shook so much I thought she would faint. And her screams became so loud we almost didn’t hear Crystal’s car door shut.
With seemingly renewed energy, she leapt towards me and unbound my hands. With her hands still holding my wrists, she put her face nose to nose with mine and through her labored breathing whispered, “Soon.” Gone were her playful smiles, replaced by a look of pure lust. As soon as the kitchen door closed Melissa called out, “In here sweetie.” I turned to see Crystal with the same look on her face as her Mothers biting her lower lip standing next to the same wall from where I watched Melissa suck the cum from her nephew’s cock not an hour before. As I looked at this gorgeous 19 yr. old girl I felt Melissa’s mouth engulf nearly all my cock at once. I turned back just as she brought her head up and took it all on the second try. As I had promised her earlier it wasn’t long, maybe 8 or 9 trips up and down my shaft before I announced, “Now baby!” She removed her mouth from me, just as the first massive shot hit right below her nose. The second and third hit her lips and cheeks, while she opened her mouth for the next couple swallowing some and allowing the rest to drip down her chin where it mingled with the last shots and dripped down onto her chest. She got up off her knees and after another deep kiss sat next to me spreading her legs. She then looked at her daughter and told her, “Now sweetie, come clean Mommy up.”
Crystal started walking towards the couch leaving a trail of clothes behind her. And as she stood naked in front of her Mother in all her glory, I had never really noticed before just how much they looked alike. Except for Crystal’s hair having a few blonde streaks, and her tits being more perky and a bit larger, (I’ve since learned they’re 36C) and standing a little taller, (Melissa is 5’3″ Crystal is 5’5″) they could be sisters.
She knelt in front of her Mother, and used her right hand to caress Melissa’s neck before leaning in and seperating her lips with her tongue and delivering the most erotic kiss I’d ever witnessed. When their lips parted a string of my cum dangled between them until Crystal stuck her tongue out to bring it in. Then using it like a sponge, she began licking and sucking on Melissa’s face and tits until she had consumed every last drop. Then looking over at me with a smile, began kissing her slowly down her chest to her belly taking a moment to run her tongued around the belly button before taking her clit between her lips and tugging on it several times then sticking her tongue deep into the very pussy that had birthed her 19 yrs. before.
Melissa leaned her head back and through biting her lower lip let out a moan that said more than words could. I watched while she ran her fingers through her baby’s hair grinding her hips against her face and with her other hand began to rub her clit so hard I was waiting for it to burst into flames.. After about 5 minutes of Crystal orally probing her pussy and her own clit stimulation Melissa let out a cry of, “Oohhh honey…honeyyy!!” The convulsions in her body and thrusting of her hips as she pu;;ed Crystal’s face deeper into her told the tale. After the orgasm ceased Crystal stayed buried in her Mom’s cunt for another few seconds, making sure every drop was taken in. “Just like a good little girl.”

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What can I say I wanna fuck MC

Miranda Cosgrove unhooked her seat once the plane was in the air. With a quick, yet full motion, she smoothed her wrinkled dress over her flat belly. The young TV star was not at all disturbed that her short dress left most of her tanned, slender thighs bare in fact she let it slide up a little higher.

Miranda was on her way to LA to meet with the sexy Anne Hathaway. The night before Miranda had downloaded all of the up skirt Anne Hathaway pics that had just hit the internet. There it was for the whole world to see, Ann Hathaway’s lovely cunt. Miranda was so hot from seeing Anne exposed she rubbed her young pussy until she creamed all over her satin sheets.

Miranda was turned on by the idea of having her own up skirt experience. She was been quite aware that her dress had worked up her hips so that more than one pair of eyes had rested upon her partly exposed panties. Two of those eyes, belonged to a very pretty flight attendant, who had stared long enough for Miranda to part her lovely legs to give her a better view of her see through panties. Miranda of course was clean shaven so the lovely Sindy, the flight attendant got quite a view.

“You are even lovelier than you are on TV,” Sindy sighed.

“Then why don’t you bring me a vodka and orange and maybe I can show you something really hot.” Miranda flashed the flight attendant her sexiest smile.

“Aren’t you underage…I’ll have to serve that drink in the flight attendant washroom. You will follow me won’t you Miranda?”

“Absolutely, Sindy.” Miranda said licking her lips.

Miranda waited and followed Sindy into the washroom at the front of the plane, a few minutes after she had entered Miranda was surprised at how roomy it was.

Sindy was sprawled on the counter, her legs very wide, the tight crotch band of her panties molding the sweetness of her cunt, her pussy lips outlined. Her dress had been pulled to her small waist, and she slumped with her hands at her hips, breathing raggedly as she waited for Miranda.

The flight attendants’ eyes were alive with passion as she looked at Miranda, “Fuck you are the sexiest young girl on TV, I love watching iCarly with my 9 year old niece, on my lap, feeling her hot little as rub against my clit. And all the time I’m thinking, fuck I want Miranda. “

Miranda lifted her hands and pressed the heated inner thighs against her face as she looked up at Sindy. The attendent’s dark auburn hair seemed to have coppery highlights, and her moist lips were parted slightly. Miranda moved her palms up and down her thighs. Miranda saw the fine hairs on the Sindy’s thighs up near the tight panties. It was not surprising to Miranda that she felt a tingling heat inside her own pussy.

Her fingers, caressing the slim thighs, traced the edge of the lacy panties.

“Sindy,” she murmured.

“Miranda,” came a soft, throaty reply.

“Do you ever touch your little niece…” Miranda said suddenly placing her head between the Sindy’s thighs, kissing halfway up from a dimpled knee.

“Oh yes, Miranda, I show with her, and I rub her puffy little cunt till she creams all over my hand…” Sindy was breathing hard now.

The flesh was hot, but Miranda had not expected the sugary taste of Sindy’s thigh. “Oh fuck that is hot …and ohhh, you’re sweet, Sindy!”

Miranda felt Sindy’s exquisite thigh quiver beneath her lips, and she kissed it again. This time, Miranda parted her lips and sucked very gently on the flesh, sliding her tongue back and forth. Her hands, tracing the edges of Sindy’s panties, slipped underneath to cup the succulent cheeks of her tight ass. The celebrity felt Sindy’s asscheeks writhing in her palms, and she squeezed into the taut, yet softy flesh. Sindy moaned softly, wiggling her ass slowly.

Even though Sindy’s features were twisted now with passion, there was no mistaking this young twenty-something was hot. Her blue eyes were wide set, and she had a fine, straight nose. Those parted lips were pouting in a sensual way. The long, graceful neck was creamy, and a pulse could be seen beating there. Beneath the light uniform blouse rose a pair of firm tits that made Miranda’s mouth water. Sindy’s tits rose now, swiftly, as Sindy breathed with eager passion.

Miranda fondled Sindy’s writhing ass, feeling those warm thighs scissor lightly, urgently. She inhaled a clean, fresh scent that came from Sindy, and it caused her own breath to quicken. The twitching of her cunt was becoming more pronounced, the crotch of her panties almost soaked. She lowered her gaze between Sindy’s thighs. She saw the slight mound of Sindy’s cunt and her cunt hair.

And Sindy’s panties were moist.

They were wet where the fabric was sucked into the flight attendant’s cunt lips.

Miranda licked her lips, turned her mouth toward a creamy thigh, snaking her tongue out. She licked at the sugary sweet thigh flesh, running her tongue up… up… to the lacy edges of Sindy’s panties.

A shudder went through Miranda.

Longed to feel the softness of this hot cunt, and taste the sweetness of a silky haired pussy. Miranda closed her eyes and pressed her lips against the moist heat of Sindy’s panties. She felt the wetness against her lips as she kissed, at first gently, then with more pressure.

Something burned deep within her own cunt, and her clit was painfully swollen. She wanted to adjust her panties, but she didn’t want to turn loose of Sindy’s tight ass. Those asscheeks seemed to fit perfectly in her palms, and the heat against her hands was exciting.

With her mouth pressed against Sindy’s panties, Miranda began to whimper. The sound of her whimpers were those of a deep, fiery desire… a desire to kiss, to taste, to suck, to lick…
Her tongue slithered from her mouth and worked up and down pushing the panties deep into Sindy’s cunt slit. Miranda tasted the juices of Sindy’s cunt as they seeped through the lacy crotch panel. She dug her fingers into Sindy’s ass, then opened her mouth as wide as she could. Miranda began to suck.

“Oooooh, Miranda!” Sindy mewled, grinding her cunt tighter, arching hard. “Oh, Miranda!”

Miranda’s hands began to move, fondling the roundness of Sindy’s ass, but her mouth remained upon the crotch of those tight panties. As her tongue licked up and down, her fingers traced the outline of Sindy’s delightful ass, finding the crack between them, the creases where they joined her exquisitely long thighs.

The heat of those creamy inner thighs against her face and the moistness of Sindy’s panties against her mouth and tongue flooded Miranda’s senses with an erotic sensation unlike any she had ever known.

Snaking a finger under Sindy’s ass, Miranda hooked it into the crotch of her panties, pulling it aside. Drawing back, but keeping her cheek rubbing against Sindy’s soft inner thigh, she gazed at what she had revealed.

Sindy’s cunt was quivering. She could see the puffiness of those pussy lips as they throbbed. The tip of Sindy’s clit rose up, tiny and exquisite, glistening with pussy moisture. The silky cunt hair was thick at the top, thinning out along her cunt lips, then tucking neatly into the crack of Sindy’s ass.

With a sob of desire, Miranda moved her face close, her long tongue protruding. She slipped the tip of her tongue along the hairy lip, then brought it across, lightly brushing the tip of Sindy’s throbbing clit. Miranda heard Sindy hiss hotly and felt her ass cheek tighten.

Still holding the crotch of Sindy’s panties to one side, Miranda ran her tongue very slowly down the wet slit of the girl’s cunt, tasting the slippery moisture. Dragging her tongue up the slit once more, she twirled around and around Sindy’s sensitive clit, causing Sindy to whimper and jerk her hips upward. The motion of Sindy’s hips coming up so suddenly caused Miranda’s tongue to slither into her cunt hole. For a moment Miranda was unable to breathe. She felt the tight heat of Sindy’s cunt lips gripping her long tongue, and with a soft moan, Miranda plunged her tongue deep.
Sindy wailed and closed her thighs tight about Miranda’s face, clutching the back of her head. Miranda, with her tongue penetrating a very sweet-tasting cunt, stared up into Sindy’s hot eyes. Teasingly Miranda withdrew her tongue, then thrust it back into the boiling wet heat once more. Before she was fully aware of it, Miranda was tongue fucking the squirming attendent enthusiastically, plunging her tongue back and forth as she pressed her open mouth against those puffy lips. The crotch of Sindy’s panties were now held to one side, and Miranda clutched Sindy’s ass.

Miranda felt elated, ecstatic, now that her tongue was moving back and forth inside this delicious cunt. It was as sweet, very hot, very wet. Sindy’s cunt was so wet that Miranda’s cheeks became slippery. She lifted Sindy’s hips, pressing her mouth as tight as she could, thrilling to the feel of silky cunt hairs against her nose. Sindy was whimpering loudly now, churning her cunt against Miranda’s face, grinding her clit against the young star’s face.. Miranda darted her tongue very deep, wiggling it against the velvety wet walls of Sindy’s cunt, her fingers squeezing the tight, springy cheeks of the sexy flight attendant’s thrashing ass.

Miranda’s cunt seemed to be boiling. She wanted desperately to have a hand on her pussy, rubbing it, feeling it, caressing her swollen clit. But she wanted to cling to Sindy’s ass, too. She pulled Sindy’s cunt very tight against her mouth, her tongue darting now fucking Sindy’s cunt with ecstasy.

With her mouth wide open against Sindy’s puffy pussy lips, juices seeped into Miranda’s mouth. She swallowed with wet, gurgling pleasure, keeping her tongue driving in and out of the Sindy’s clasping cunt.

Miranda’s cunt spasmed, contracting into tight orgasm as she felt Sindy’s cunt lips sucking at her tongue. Her mind was reeling and she could no longer see, her vision becoming hazy with passion that was ripping through her.

Feeling those creamy, slender thighs scissoring excitedly against her face, Miranda felt her orgasm increase, and then she had another cum saturating her panties and dripping down her lovely legs.. Miranda had never enjoyed two orgasms in a row before, and she was surprised. A grunt came from her as the second orgasm burned like wildfire between her thighs. She slammed her tongue swiftly in and out of Sindy’s pussy.
“Ooooh, Miranda!” Sindy yelped. “I’m about to… oh, you’re gonna make… I’m gonna come, Miranda!”

Hardly had the words come from Sindy when Miranda felt those succulent cunt lips tightening around her tongue. The way Sindy’s cunt drew at her tongue was amazing. The strength of this sweet cunt surprised Miranda. The juices within Sindy’s pussy seemed to increase, and Miranda’s throat worked to swallow. She had no idea that a cunt could become so juicy.
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The spasms within her cunt increased to the point where Miranda was moaning into Sindy’s pussy, her eyes closing as ecstasy burned at her nerves.

Reluctant now to remove her mouth, Miranda kept it pressed tightly against Sindy’s cunt until the spasms stopped.

Then she drew back, gazing at the fuzzy cunt she had just tongue fucked. It still looked succulent, sugary, and beautiful.

“Ooooh, Miranda!” Sindy whimpered, her tits rising and falling as she struggled to breathe. “Ohhh, that was so good!”
Miranda pressed her cunt-wet lips against an inner thigh, kissing it tenderly. She wanted to tell Sindy that she had never done anything like this before, being a celebrity

“You’ve done this before, honey?”

“Once,” Sindy answered. “It was good, but not as good as this time. Oh Miranda we will be landing soon. You have to get back to your seat. ”

Miranda smiled and pulled herself together, “You don’t have any hidden camera’s in here do you?” the young star said, joking.

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Hi everyone. This is the second part of the story.. Hope you guys enjoy iy

I was enjoying myself in America. I’ve gotten even closer to Julie. I’ve met some of my friends, visited some theme parks, but most of all I enjoyed having sex with Julie, Aunt Lynn and uncle greg. It was only last Thursday night that I enjoyed my first time with them. It was 2 nights ago that I enjoyed my second experience. But now, however, I was having a sense of guilt. I was technically cheating on my girlfriend, Hope, with Julie. See, Hope is also 17 and she has bright blue eyes and long brown hair. Like me, she is also an athletic person and around 5’9″ I’ve already had sex with her a few times which simply complicates matter worse for me. I decided to confront Julie about this and hopefully, try to come up with a solution.

Julie went out with some of her friends that day while my aunt was at work and my mom, sisters, dad and uncle Greg when shopping. I opted to stay at home and watch tv as I hated shopping.

While I was watching tv, I had a phone call. And I was quite surprise to realize that Hope was the one calling me as I told her to whatsapp me. Regardless, I answered the call.

“Hey James! I miss you”

“Hey Hope! Is there something important? Overseas calls are always expensive”

“That’s the thing. I got a surprise for you. I’m also in New York! And I think the hotel where I’m staying is near your Aunt’s house”

“Wait. Why are you even in America?”

“A family friend is getting married here next week. So I came here with my parents. Anyways, can we meet up? Like today if you’re not doing anything?”

“Ok. Let me check with my parents and I’ll call you back”

“Okay sweetie love you”

“Love you too”

I told my parents that Hope was here and that I was going to meet her. I ran to my room to put on a fresh pair of clothes as I grabbed my wallet and the keys. Just I was about to leave, Julie walks in. I told her everything that was happening and that I’m meeting Hope soon. Since I was running late and did not know where the hotel was, Julie offered to give me a lift in her car which I accepted.

Apparently, the hotel she was staying in was around a 20mins drive from the house. Julie dropped me off in the hotel and told me that everyone else are only expected to be home after 11pm and some directions to get home. I thanked her as I left to meet Hope.

I waited some time in the lobby for Hope to arrive. But when she did, she looked really hot. She wore a black mini skirt and a white spaghetti top and carried a courier bag. I kissed her on the cheek and we headed out of the hotel and started walking towards a nearby mall. To be honest, I really missed Hope over the past few weeks which is why I was really happy to see her again. She told me that me that her family friend was getting married at the end of this week and that she was leaving the following week. Her parents were spending the day with their soon to be married friend which means that I had almost the whole day with Hope.

I generally hate shopping. But shopping with Hope is completely different as she tries to make something she sees or do funny. We shopped till it was 4pm and decided to retire back at aunt Lynn’s house.

Back at the house, I introduced Julie to Hope and they both started to get along really well. They were practically picking up one item at a time from all the bags that we got from shopping and started talking about how cute it was, etc. Just then, Julie suggested the idea of swimming in the pool in the backyard which I had no objections too. However, Hope did not bing along her swimwear so Julie decided to lend her one of her.

As predicted, I changed into my swim shorts the fastest and waited for he girls in the hall while watching some tv. Soon both of them came walking down giggling and whispering about something. Both of them were wearing white robes which I guessed one of it was the one Julie was wearing last Thursday night. I switched off the tv and the 3 of us walked to the backyard.

I entered the pool first while Julie and Hope were still giggling and staring at me which was starting to bother me. But then the both of them removed their robes to reveal their bikinis under it. Julie was wearing a plain yellow bikini while Hope was wearing a nice white and purple horizontal striped bikini. But without a doubt, they both looked extremely hot and I soon found myself having an erection. I decided to swim around hoping that it will die down as it would be really obvious to see while wearing swim shorts.

Soon my erection died down and Julie and Hope both dipped into the pool. We were having a great time splashing water at each other while having a laugh at jokes and other stuff we talked about. Surely, Julie and Hope got along quite well. Soon it was 6 and we decided to get out of the pool and take a shower.

As usual, I found myself the first one out and again decided to watch some tv while waiting for Julie and Hope. But soon it was 7:30 and I was wondering what was taking them so long. I walked up to the room to see if everything was ok. I knocked on the door and I heard some squeals coming from inside the room.

“Is everything alright?” I asked curiously

“Yes” replied Hope, “everything’s fine. We’ll be out soon”

I went back downstairs to watch tv questioning what was going on in the room. Soon the both of them came down. Julie said that she’s going to meet some of her friends and left, leaving Hope and myself alone. We heated up some sandwiches and sat down to watch some tv.

Soon, the show entered into the sex scene where a lady was giving a blow job to a guy under the blanket. I soon had a erection which I didn’t hide and Hope obviously saw

“Someone’s enjoying the scene” said Hope as she reached into my pants and started giving me a hand job while sitting next to me. She soon got up and knelt in front of me and pulled down my pants down and pressed her warm lips against my dick. She started giving me a blow job and I lifted her shirt off to find out that she was wearing a red bra.

She continued giving me a blow job until I came in her mouth. Still kneeling in between my legs, she opened her mouth and showed me the cum was there before she swallowed and opened her mouth again to show that she had swallowed all of my cum. She then stood up and undid her skirt and let it fall onto the ground to reveal matching red panties. I sat her down on the couch as it was my turn to pleasure her. I got in between her legs and pulled her panties down exposing her sweet pussy which I miss. Without wasting any time, I licked her clit while I inserted my middle finger into her. She started moaning. I continued doing this and soon after, I added in a second finger into her tight pussy. It was at this moment which she undid her bra so that she could play with her b-cup boobs while I fingered and licked her pussy. I then added in a third finger and I could tell she was going to come soon.

She soon yelled ‘I’m coming’ and came all over my face. She laid back on the couch and started panting after her orgasm. I got up and sat back down on the couch next to her

“You don’t think it’s over? Do you?” I said as I lifted her up and sat her down on my lap. She then recovered from her orgasm and positioned my dick align with her pussy. Without wasting anymore time, I thrusted into her and she let out a soft scream. I soon found a rhythm and thrusting into her quite fast. Hope started to meet my rhythm by bouncing down on my dick each time which sent her boobs flopping around. I started sucking on her nipples while not missing a beat as I thrusted into her. We were both enjoying ourselves but we would soon find this quite short lasting.

Without any notice, the door opened and from where we were sitting, could not see who it was. Hope quickly got off me as she tried to reach for her clothes while I worriedly did the same. But thank god it was not my parents.

“Oh I’m sorry.. Let me just go upstairs. Please continue… I’m sorry for interrupting.” It was Julie! She quickly locked the door and ran upstairs.

However, as for now, Hope and I were no longer eager to continue fucking each other but I was still horny. We both put on our clothes, cleaned up the place as it smelled of sex and I called for a cab for Hope to return to her hotel. The cab came in no time and I walked her out to the cab.

“I’m sorry we could not finish it” I said

“It’s ok. But I wanna talk to you about something Julie and I were talking about. Whatsapp you later?”

“Okay” I said as I kissed her forehead and she entered the cab and drove away.

I walked back into the house a bit disturbed knowing that I’ve been caught.

“I’m sorry for walking in on the both of you” said Julie as I closed the door behind me.

“It’s okay. She said she’s gonna talk to me later”

“Oh. So she didn’t tell you about what we were talking about?”

“No… What were you guys talking about?”

“Nothing really. I think she’ll tell you but first, let me help you continue from where you stopped” said Julie as she lead me to the room on the 3rd floor.

I’ll admit it, I was still horny and wasn’t thinking straight. We entered the bedroom and immediately started removing our clothes. I laid down on the bed, my head against the headboard, and waited for Julie to get on top of me. When she did we started kissing and I started to run my hands all over her body. Without any warning, I positioned my dick with her pussy and thrusted into her while we were still kissing which caused her to let out a little squeal.

“What? No foreplay?” Asked Julie

“No I’m too horny for that” I replied as I continued thrusting into her

While I was thrusting into her I felt my orgasm slowly building and told her. But then Julie told me, “James, fuck me doggy style instead” as she got off me and got on her hands and knees. I did not reject and moved behind her and started thrusting into her again without wasting anymore time.

Soon, I felt that I was coming and yelled.

“Gosh Julie I’m coming” I said as I removed my dick from her and came on her back and ass. I enjoyed the view of her ass covered in my cum before we rolled over and laid on the bed.

“It’s 10:30. Your parents will be home soon. We should get the room cleaned up” Julie said in between her breaths.

I agreed and we both got off the bed and started to change and clean up. Just then, I looked at my phone and realised that Hope had been messaging me:

Hope: hey James, um… I need to talk to ya…. Julie has been telling me about double penetration and I want to try it

Hope: hello??

Hope: Julie said that she can get someone we both know to help

Hope: Well? Can we try it??

I was quite excited at the idea of double penetration with Hope. But who would be the other guy involved. I replied to Hope that I’ll check with Julie and let her know.

Julie finished cleaning up the room and was watching tv in the hall while eating some popcorn. I decided to join her.

“So Julie, what did you and Hope talk about?” I asked

“Why? Didn’t she tell you?” Replied Julie as she ate a handful of popcorn.

“Yeah she wants to try double penetration. What did you guys talk about?”

“Haha I was asking her about her sex life with you and she started telling me some crazy stuff. But then I asked her about double penetration which she said she hasn’t. So I told her how it felt and she said she wants to try it with you but doesn’t know who else with and I said I’ll get someone who you both know”

“So who is it?”

“It’s me”

“What? Are you serious?”

“Yeah we can go to a nearby sex store and by a strap on. And don’t worry about her getting uncomfortable”

“Why’s that?”

“So you still haven’t guessed what we’ve been doing all they? James, Hope and I were in a 69 when you knocked on our door earlier today. Couldn’t you hear her squeal?”

I was honestly quite surprise now. The last thing I could have imagined was Hope and Julie having a 69.

“Ok… But how do I tell her that you are that someone else?” I asked

“That’s simple. You don’t. Your mom and my mom are out with your sisters for the whole day tomorrow. I can just explain to my dad what’s going on and I’m pretty sure that he can take your dad out somewhere. So just tell her to come by around 2 tomorrow. If she ask who’s the someone else just say it’s a surprise. As simple as that” replied Julie as she ate another handful of popcorn.

I did what she said and told Hope to come by at 2pm the following day. Soon our parents came home and we all went to bed.

I woke up the next day quite excited and worried at the same time that Hope might not like that idea of Julie involved. We all had breakfast together and soon, everyone left to do their own things while Julie and I were alone together. We also decided to leave and so, we got changed and left. The sex store was around a 10 minute walk from the house. While we were walking we were planning the details for later today.

When we reached the store, I was surprised to see so many different types of sex toys. But what really caught my eye were some of the bdsm toys. I needed to get something from here for Hope and myself I thought to myself. It was already 12:45 and we were getting kind of late. So Julie quickly went to the far end of the store and picked a 6 inch strap on, paid for it and we left quickly.

Back home, we had nothing much to do so we just cleaned up the room on the 3rd floor and waited for Hope to arrive. Soon it was 2pm and Hope arrived right on time. I opened the door and find her wearing some blue jeans and a white ‘I ❤️ NY’ shirt.

“Hey” we said in unison before we kissed.

“How are you feeling?” I asked

“Excited. But I’m also a wee bit scared. You still haven’t told me who is that someone else!”

“Haha don’t worry you know this person. And don’t be too afraid. What ever happens, just go with it. Ok?” I said as I kissed her forehead.

“Ok” she replied with her sweet blue eyes looking right into me.

I kissed her again only thing this time on the lips and I forced my tongue in. I reached for the hem of her shirt and lifted it up to reveal her black bra. I took her hand and let her up to the room on the third floor. Outside the room, I kissed her passionately again as I unbuckled her jeans and she lifted off my shirt. I opened the door to let her into the room and when she saw Julie sitting on the bed, she stood there shocked.

Julie was naked and sat crossed-legged on the bed with the strap on next to her. She got up and carried the strap on with her.

“Hey” she said softly and passionately as she put her free hand on her shoulder and started to kiss her.

Obviously, Hope was too shocked to say anything.

Julie broke the kiss and said, “What’s the matter, sweetie? Didn’t like what we did yesterday?” She said as she continued kissing Hope and ran her hands all over her bare skin.

By now, I was naked and Julie reached behind to unhook Hope’s bra. She then let Hope to the bed and by the side of it, Julie said, “Let me help you with that” as she pulled down her jeans to reveal a matching black panties. Julie kissed her again and said to her “Just go with it.”

Hope got out of her jeans and Julie let her onto the bed where Julie laid down facing the ceiling. Hope instinctively got on top of Julie in a 69 position where Julie used her fingers to hook at the waistband of her panties to take them off. And without wasting anymore time, started licking each other’s pussies. I took a few minutes enjoying the scene in front of me before I decided to join in. While still eating each other out, I got behind Hope and positioned my dick at her rear and thrusted in. Hope and I had already done anal quite a few times so there was no need for any lube. Hope started moaning from the attention she was receiving from Julie and myself. Soon we stopped and I sat on the bed and Hope sat down on my dick; we were in a similar position like yesterday on the couch. While she was bouncing on my dick we kissed each other and I grabbed her boobs.

While Hope was bouncing on my dick, Julie was standing behind putting on her strap on and adjusting it. When it was adjusted, she gave me a thumbs- up and I nodded back. I grabbed the back of Hope’s head and brought her deep into a passionate kiss. While slowing down, I asked her, “Are you ready?” while my hands reached down and spread her butt cheeks apart. Without any warning, Julie climbed onto the bed and immediately thrusted into Hope’s ass which caused Hope to scream out loud. While she was screaming, Julie took a ball gag she was carrying and quickly secured it over Hope’s mouth again, without a warning. As Julie fastened the ball gag, I reached under the pillow I was lying down and took 2 clothe pins and attached them to Hope’s nipples and they almost immediately turned bright red.

I could see tears start to form in her eyes. But she did not give any signs to stop so Julie and I continued. We soon found a good rhythm and speed and we could hear muffled moans from Hope’s gag. Julie and I ran our hands all her Hope’s body and in a matter of time, Hope screamed through her ball gag, “I’m coming!” With that, she came all over Julie and myself. Julie slowed down a bit but I still haven’t come yet. So I started thrusting into her even faster. Julie got the idea and started to pick up her pace. But soon, Hope came again for the second time and clearly became really tired. But luckily, shortly after, I came in her pussy.

When I was coming, I slowed down a bit and so did Julie. And when I was done, I completely stopped. Julie got off of Hope and removed the ball gag from her mouth and I immediately kissed her with my dick still in her. She laid down on my chest obviously exhausted from what happened.

“So did you enjoy it?” Asked Julie as I removed the clothe pins on Hope’s nipples.

“Ah.. Ar…” Hope tried to said and nodded a head.

The three of us laid in the bed together cuddling up. Hope had fallen asleep while Julie and I started talking about stuff such as school, family and Hope.

We soon realised it was 6:30 and decided to put on some clothes. We removed the sheets on the bed and replaced it with a new one to cover Hope. We went down and started to cook some spaghetti and meatballs for dinner for the three of us. While cooking, Hope came down dressed.

“Something smells good. What’s for dinner?” Hope asked while rubbing her eyes.

“Spaghetti and meatballs” I replied.

“Great!” Replied Hope “But I need to leave at 8”

It was 7:15. We sat down and ate. The whole while, we were asking Hope about her experience.

“I totally enjoyed it today. I can’t wait to do it again. I even came so hard! And twice!” Described Hope.

Soon it was 8 and Hope left. Julie and I washed all the dishes and watched a movie while waiting for everyone to get home. At around 9, everyone got home and we talked about our day. Soon it was 11:30 and we all decided to go to bed. However, I could not sleep as I was thinking only about what had happened that day. In the middle of the night, while I was awake, Julie came into my room in that familiar white robe.

“Hey. Shall we go to my room?” Julie whispered.

I smiled and nodded my head yes as I got out off bed. As I walked up the stairs, Julie removed her robe and continued walking. I smiled to myself knowing what to expect that night.

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WAR! But of a different kind!

During Harson’s first three months on the throne, many things happened. Every girl in the palace, as well as several hundred from the surrounding areas, found themselves providing sexual tribute to the new King, which relieved many of the “stresses” of his work. Many virginities were given to him.

Of course, one of the first things Harson did was launch a counter-attack on Devrican. Though it was less about revenge and more about Harson wanting to conquer the country for Janosia. Naturally Lexia’s magic played a large part in the war, and within a month, Devrican was the first territory to be conquered as part of the new Janosian Empire. By the time we re-join the story, Harson’s armies have already begun their invasion of three other countries, with Janosia having tripled in size thanks to their military efforts.

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Far across the universe, another person was having fun with servant girls. Specifically, fucking one of them doggy style while he 69ed the other one. He came powerfully into them both, while the girls themselves experienced the best orgasms of their lives. Well, best since the last time this guy fucked them.

The two girls were dismissed, and he laid back and shut his eyes, relaxing in the post-orgasmic glow as he returned to a single body. He loved sex, and he was glad his Master allowed him to have as much of it as he wanted, with whomever he wanted. Truth be told though, he always preferred doing it with members of his own species. He’d particularly enjoyed that time he and Alexis had done it on top of La Basilica di Santa Maria del Fiore, but there’d been plenty of other wonderful encounters. Joining the mile-high club with Amia and Dorothea without the aid of a plane. Fucking Lumiosa during the coronation of Britain’s King George VII. That threesome he’d had with Sarosa and Afericus in Thailand.

“Ahem, are you done daydreaming?” The genie opened his eyes, and found that he was laid in his Master’s office, on the sofa.
“Certainly, Master,” he said, sitting up. “Need something?”
“We have received a distress call from a remote, uncivilised planet,” the Master replied.
“One of ours?”
“Yes, but the date signature on it is more than 70 years ago. And it bears the signature of the Imperial Postal Service.”
“Maybe the ship which went missing all those years ago?”
“Very possibly. The planet is quite far away, hence the time it took the signal to reach us. Outside any of the known Empires.”
“What does it say?”

“Ship crashed on primitive world. Rest of crew dead. Natives friendly, and providing shelter. Requesting collection ASAP.”
“So what are you going to do? He’s almost certainly dead now.”
“Well it seems to me we have a habitable world that none of the Empires have yet colonised.”
“I take it you wish to change that?”
“Well, I’m sure the savages that live there wouldn’t object to a touch of civilisation.”
“And savages are definitely in my top 3 groups of people to fuck. Maybe top 5.”
“I trust I can count on your magic to help my armies out?”
“As always, Master.”

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Sofia fell backwards onto her bed, as she made out passionately with Lexia, the two of them running their hands all over each-other’s skin.
“Mmmm, you taste gooooood, your highness,” Lexia moaned.
“Please, call me Sofia…”
“Oh get a room you too,” said Nyssha, who’d followed them in.
“Do not feel any obligation to remAIN!” Sofia squealed as Lexia squeezed her bottom.
“Oh no, I’m gonna stay here. In fact…” Nyssha said, before teleporting underneath Sofia. “I might join in.”

The three of them rolled around on the bed, kissing and stroking whatever flesh they could all get hold of. Eventually Lexia pinned Sofia down.
“Now now your highness, we need you to sit still for your treatment.”
“Mistress, do I have permission to work a little bit of magic on you?”
“Mmmm, certainly,” Sofia grinned. Nyssha snapped her fingers, and Sofia felt her breasts tingle intensely. Lexia and Nyssha immediately went for her, and began sucking and licking on her nipples. Sofia moaned, feeling their tongues slide lustfully over her overly sensitive nipples, which had been made so by a wish Sofia had made weeks ago. She moaned loudly, and yet in a regal way which Sofia’s royal upbringing caused.

As her breasts were orally assaulted however, she felt another interesting sensation. It felt as though she was being…drained. Like a great pressure was being lifted. It was more than just sucking. They were suckling her.

So this is what breastfeeding feels like, Sofia thought. It was different than she’d expected, although admittedly she’d had no idea what to expect. It was a rather pleasurable experience, having these two magical beings suck her boobs dry, hanging onto her like a bunch of particularly clingy newborns.

It was all she could do to get over her mother’s death. A week of crying and praying for the Gods to please bring her back had done nothing to alleviate her sadness, so all she could do was fuck to try and take her mind off of it. If only she’d known her mother’s heart was in such poor condition, she thought. She could have saved her. If only she’d known…

Sofia felt an intense pressure building up in her breasts, and then an explosion. Her boobs were orgasming! Not just that, but they seemed to be…ejaculating? Sofia’s boobs were ejaculating large squirts of milk into the genies’ mouths! It was a rather strange experience for her, though she imagined this must be what it felt like for a man to cum. When it was over, the genies both kissed her, and then each-other.
“Like that, your highness?” Lexia asked, and Sofia just nodded contently, her eyes shut from exhaustion. “Good. Well then Nyssha, I’d say it’s time for dessert, wouldn’t you?”
“Desser-WOAH!” Sofia cried out, feeling her pussy suddenly be attacked by Lexia and Nyssha’s tongues. “Oh…Oh my word…”

Sofia spread her legs wide, allowing the genies unrestricted access to her vagina. He felt them penetrate her, both of their tongues sliding between her folds, and sliding deep inside her most intimate area. In and out, in and out, in and out…with a little bit of shaking it all about when they were really deep inside her. While Nyssha continued tongue fucking her, Lexia slid out, and instead focused all her efforts on stimulating her clitoris.

Sofia screamed. A climax ripped through her with a breath-taking intensity. Lexia and Nyssha didn’t cease their ministrations at any stage, Sofia’s genitals contracting and convulsing around their millennia-old tongues. Sofia couldn’t believe how good it felt, better than any climax she’d ever experienced in her life. But she supposed pleasure had no limits when one such as a genie was administering it.

Sofia barely got a chance to recover from her climax before she felt herself be penetrated by a large penis. She opened her eyes, and saw Nyssha on top of her, fucking her with her ghost penis as she had before, while Lexia continued licking her. Her pussy was on fire, having not quite recovered from a lifetime of celibacy, despite a few weeks of frequent, mind-numbingly intense sexual stimulation.
“Oh! Oh! Oh! Ohhhhhhhhh my Gooodneessssss…” Sofia moaned. She was experiencing an orgasm every few seconds, her mind, body and soul barely able to comprehend such incredible pleasure.
“Oh yeah…you like that Mistress?” Nyssha asked, and Sofia moaned an affirmative. “Then have some more!”

Sofia screamed as she felt her pleasure grow a million times more intense, Nyssha bombarding her body with magical pleasure. Eventually Nyssha looked down, and realised that Sofia had passed out from sexual ecstasy. Nyssha and Lexia pulled away, and Lexia pulled the duvet over her.
“Well that was fun,” Lexia smiled.
“I guess,” Nyssha said. “Now I’m gonna go watch some DVDs.”
“Oh…don’t you wanna do some stuff with me?”
“Nope, I fulfilled my Mistress’ desires, that’s my work complete.”
“But don’t you wanna-”
“Not really.”

Lexia frowned a little, as she watched Nyssha return to her lamp.

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“Your majesty, we are approaching the planet.”
“Thank you captain,” said the Emperor. He sipped his drink, as the crew of his flagship ran around, the ship coming out of hyperspace. On the screen in front of them, he saw his prize. He didn’t know what the locals called this place, but that wasn’t really important. He figured he might call it Kramia XI. Or Kramona V. Or Kramelius XII. Either way, it would be his before long.

The Emperor picked up his lamp, and rubbed it. Clouds of Green smoke poured out, forming his genie.
“Need something, Master?”
“We’re here, Marcio. I wish to make my broadcast now.”

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Down on the planet below, people were working hard in Janosia’s capital city to erect a statue of their beloved ruler, King Harson IV. When finished, the statue would depict a very naked (Aside from his crown) and very well-endowed Harson, with an equally well-endowed naked girl on each arm, worshipping him. The statue would take up the central plaza of the capital city, where everyone could marvel at it.

It was a bright and sunny day, until the people heard the crash of thunder, and the flash of lightning. Storm clouds gathered, and rain poured down. A giant figure then faded into existence in the sky, wearing glorious robes.
“It is Mathulevius!” Someone shouted. “Judgement Day is at hand!” The crowds got on their hands and knees, bowing their heads to the figure they assumed was their God, waiting for Sorreliftia to appear and judge them.
“Hello there everyone!” Said the figure. “I am Emperor Kramus XII, ruler of the planet Earth, and her Empire. An Empire which, as of today, includes all of you. Now there’s no need to worry. I think you’ll find I’m a very fair and kind ruler. And I promise that those of you who submit to my power will be spared. But I also promise a slow and agonising retribution for those who dare to resist me. So why don’t you all do the sensible thing and obey me and my soldiers?”

There was another flash of lightning, and thousands of ships began to descend on the planet. Harson looked out from the palace, angry.
“LEXIA!” He shouted.
“Yes Master?” Lexia asked, rushing in.
“Get rid of these sky demons! NOW!”
“Yes Master!”

Lexia thrust her hands into the sky, firing beams of energy at the descending ships. No effect. She fired again, but still no effect.
“Why is it not working!?” Harson shouted.
“Master, it seems that these ships are being protected by another genie’s magic,” Lexia replied.
“SOFIA!” Harson shouted. “I’ve told her not to interfere!” Harson started storming off, before Lexia stopped him.
“Master, what about the invaders?”
“Send the army! Send everyone! I want them to crush them!”

Harson stormed to Sofia’s bedchambers, where she found her on her knees, looking out the window and praying.
“Sofia, what the fuck have you done!?” Harson shouted at her.
“What are you talking about?” She asked.
“You brought these invaders here! You gave them immunity to my power!”
“I have done no such thing! I only wish to protect our people!”
“Then why are they immune!?”

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When the Imperial soldiers had landed, they’d expected to be greeted by hordes of cowering natives, with perhaps the occasional fanatic whom they could capture and take to the Emperor for torture. They had certainly not been expecting armies armed with all the latest in military weaponry. Fighter jets, tanks, and all the rest of the things 42rd soldiers were expected to fight with.

The problem was of course that all of the soldiers were immortal. Emperor Kramus had given his soldiers complete immunity from harm, and instant healing/revival even if they were to come to harm. The thing is though, that’s what Lexia had given Janosia’s soldiers.

All across Farfalla, Harson’s soldiers fought to defend the planet from these invaders. Towns and cities were protected by magical barriers, but out in the wilderness, and in the skies, an unending battle raged. The people on the planet didn’t know what was going on, assuming that the Gods were fighting amongst themselves. Sofia meanwhile spent her days praying for the Gods to protect them, and to bring this conflict to an end. Because even with Nyssha and Lexia’s power, they could not drive off the power of this being’s genie.

4 days into the conflict, and Emperor Kramus was equally frustrated. He’d not been expecting resistance of this kind. How did this primitive world even have a genie on it? He’d been assured that they had only ever been born on Earth, and he was certain no-one could have brought one here. He decided it was time to answer. Down on the planet, the people saw the image of the Emperor once again appear before them.
“Hello again people,” he said. “My my, you people are being very resistant to my attempts to take you over. Most planets are down on their knees worshipping me by now. But then, I suppose that’s because they didn’t have the help you have. So I’d like to invite the genie and its Master to come and see me on my flagship. That’s JUST the genie and its Master. I’ll lower the barriers for you. Just teleport up.”

“Harson, are we going to go?” Sofia asked her brother.
“What do you mean WE? He was inviting ME, not YOU,” Harson replied.
“He invited the one with a genie. I make that to be both of us.”
“She has a point, Master,” Lexia said.
“I didn’t ask for your opinion, did I?” Harson said. “I am your King, and I forbid you to follow me.”
“Well unfortunately, you cannot control me, and I am going,” Sofia said. “Nyssha, I wish to go to see this alien being.”
“Sure, it’s not like I had plans today or anything,” Nyssha said. She snapped her fingers, and they both vanished.
“Lexia! I want to follow them! NOW!”
“Yes Master.”

The next thing the four of them knew, they were stood in a lavish dining room. The large table was covered in wonderful-looking food, and set for three.
“Thank God, I’m starving,” Nyssha exclaimed, before setting to work on the food.
“Well, this is certainly a surprise.” The 3 of them, with Nyssha joining in between bites, looked up and saw the Emperor, standing in his lavish robes, with a guy in plain green clothes next to him. “I believe I said just the genie and its Master.”
“Master, these people are both…Lexia!” Marcio said, before recognising her.
“Marcio!” Lexia smiled. “I’ve not seen you in years!” The two genies embraced, hugging each-other tightly.
“Nope, not since that business in Argentina,” Marcio said. He squeezed her ass, causing her to yelp and giggle. “What are you doing on this backwater planet?”
“Oh you know, granting wishes, giving blowjobs, the usual.”

“Ahem,” said the Emperor. “I take it you two already know each-other then?”
“Um, yes Master,” Marcio said. “We’ve known each-other since the 20th century, when our Masters were associates.”
“I demand to know who you are, and I demand an apology for your invasion of my dominion,” said Harson firmly.
“Oh? And who are you to demand anything of me?”
“I am Harson, King of Farfalla and Emperor of her dominions, fourth of that name,” he said proudly.
“Really now? Well I am Kramus, Emperor of Earth and her dominions, twelfth of that name. And you shall get no apology from me.”
“Forgive him, your majesty,” Sofia said, bowing her head. “My brother has always had a right high opinion of himself.”
“Brother? Oh lovely, a princess,” Marcio said, inching up to her. “I’ve not fucked a Princess in years.”
“Marcio, not now,” Kramus said. “Prepare the table, we have more guests than expected.”
“Your wish is my command, Master,” Marcio said, a tad disappointed.

Marcio snapped his fingers, and the table grew longer, two more places being set at it. Kramus sat down, with Marcio next to him, Nyssha on the other side.
“Please, sit,” he said. Sofia did so politely, while Harson sat down and put his feet up on Lexia’s legs. “And of course, feel free to eat.” Sofia looked at the food hesitantly. “Please, unless you have been foolish enough to not wish for magical protection, nothing I could give you would harm you. So please, enjoy.”

Lexia and Sofia took some of the food politely, with Nyssha still stuffing her face, while Harson just continued glaring at Kramus.
“Now then, I would be very interested in knowing how your two genies came to be on your planet,” Kramus said.
“It is rather simple, your majesty,” Sofia said.
“Please, call me Kramus,” the Emperor said, trying to seem friendly. “And what might your name be?”
“Sofia,” she smiled. “As I was saying, it is rather simple. Many years ago, our grandfather, King Reylos, fell from the sky in a shooting star, and brought us many artifacts from the heavens. Lexia and Nyssha were among them.”
“Interesting. Tell me, this grandfather of yours, was he wearing a red uniform with an emblem rather like this?” Kramus asked, the Imperial Postal Emblem appearing as a hologram in front of them.
“Yes!” Sofia smiled. “That is the holy emblem that was present on his star as well!”
“I thought so. Of course, you must realise that this makes Lexia and Nyssha my property?” Kramus said.
“Oh? And how have you come to that conclusion?” Harson asked.
“Genies were all born on the Earth. As the Earth’s Emperor, they therefore belong to me.”
“That’s not true!” Nyssha said, her mouth full of food. “As every genie knows, we’re the property of our Masters.”

“Oh I disagree,” Kramus said. “I own the Earth and her colonies. I own everyone and everything in them, I just allow people to borrow them.”
“Well I am certainly no subject of yours,” Harson said.
“Well that’s the thing, isn’t it? Because you see, I have rather claimed this planet as my own.”
“Typical human,” Nyssha said. “Finding a group of people less advanced than yourselves and trying to steal their land. Although Harson really shouldn’t complain. He’s the one in the middle of a land lust.”
“I am not!”
“I’m not doing anything you’re not doing,” said Kramus. “The only difference is that this time, both sides have magical assistance. So we have a stalemate. I cannot defeat you, and you cannot defeat me.”

“Emperor Kramus, I am sure that we can resolve this conflict peacefully,” Sofia said.
“Well that’s the thing, isn’t it? Neither of us wants to. Neither will rest until the other is dead. And that isn’t going to happen for a long, long time.”
“So what do you propose?”
“Perhaps we could work together? Perhaps, if you let me take over your planet, I would allow you to remain the local ruler? Subject to my control, of course.”
“I fail to see what I could have to gain,” Harson said.
“You’d be part of something much greater. You’d suddenly have links to thousands of planets across 12 galaxies. Imagine how that would feel.”
“You know what I enjoy the feeling of?” Harson said. “Ruling over half a planet, soon to be the entire thing, and cumming inside a thousand peasant girls a day.”
“I am in possession of a harem full of literally billions of the most beautiful girls from across my Empire, of every alien species man has ever desired. You could cum inside every single one of them, if you accept my offer.”
“Master, I advise you to accept,” Lexia said. “Unending war is not something which you would enjoy.”
“I agree with Lexia, Harson,” Sofia said. “Please accept Emperor Kramus’ kind offer.”

“You know what I think?” Harson said. “I think that you, Sofia, are merely my younger sister. And you, Lexia, are merely my slave. I am King of Farfalla, soon to be Emperor of the whole of Janosia. I refuse to bow to this man from the stars.”
“Then you are a fool,” Kramus scowled. “While you continue to resist me, your planet shall never no peace.”
“That’s nice,” Harson smiled. “I grow tired of this. Lexia, take me home. I wish to make love to you.”

Lexia snapped her fingers, and she and Harson vanished.
“I am so sorry for my brother’s arrogance,” Sofia said.
“Not at all. I can tell you are a sensible girl. You would have accepted my offer.”
“I desire only peace for my people.”
“Plus all that sex you wished for,” Nyssha said. “You know, for a sheltered princess, that girl’s seriously perverted when she wants to be.”
“Now that is something I’d like to see,” Marcio grinned.
“Marcio, could you leave us please?” Kramus said. “I would like to spend some time alone with the Princess. If that is okay with you, Sofia?”
“I should really be getting back,” she said. “My brother is already mad at me.”
“You are a Mistress, and as such, answer to no-one. You need not obey him.”
“I suppose you are right. Nyssha, could you leave Kramus and I please?”
“But I’m still eating!” Nyssha said with her mouth full.
“You may take as much with you as you desire,” Kramus said. “Now please, obey your Mistress.”

Nyssha sighed, and disappeared into her lamp with the contents of the table, Marcio also disappearing into his own lamp.
“Now then, I shall show you around my ship,” Kramus said. He offered his hand to Sofia, who stood up, and followed him. As they walked the corridors of the ship, Sofia looked around in amazement as she saw men, women, and creatures of unidentifiable gender, who all came from so many different species that Sofia did not recognise. And every single one of them bowed to Kramus as he walked.
“Notice the respect they give me,” Kramus said. “I demand it of all my subjects. I take it you receive similar treatment on your planet?”
“Similar, yes.”
“The respect is natural. With Marcio and Nyssha, the two of us are above all of them.”
“I would not quite have put it like that…”
“No, I suspect you wouldn’t.”

Kramus opened a door, which led into what appeared to be a small capsule. The two of them walked inside.
“What is this?” Sofia asked.
“You’ll see. Activate!” There was a blinding light, and a second later, Sofia could see that they were elsewhere. She looked around, and saw things she did not recognise, floating in the middle of a sea of shining lights.
“Like that you see?” Sofia turned around and saw Kramus, floating in the middle of nothing.
“You are…without clothes…” Sofia said, her life-long prudishness returning to her.
“As are you.” Sofia looked down at herself, and gasped, and realised that she two was naked.
“Don’t worry, you are quite safe. We are inside an invisible bubble, providing us with heat and air.”
“Where are we?”
“You mean you don’t know?”

Sofia shook her head.
“Well those things over there are my fleet,” Kramus explained, pointing to them. “And that place beyond it is your world.”
“My world?”
“Yes. That is Janosia.”
“But it is a sphere?”
“Your world is rather primitive, isn’t it?”
“Certainly not. We live in large cities, and have all the latest amenities.”

“That’s not what I meant…I take it this is your first time seeing your world like this?” Sofia nodded. “And what do you think to it?”
“It is beautiful. To think that the Gods decided to bless us with such beauty…”
“Gods? Oh dear…”
“Pardon?”
“Oh, I meant…the beauty down there is nothing compared to the beauty up here.” Kramus floated over to Sofia, and wrapped his arms around her, stroking her stomach lovingly.
“You are very sweet…” Sofia said, moaning quietly as he caressed her skin.
“Such beauty deserves equal pleasure…” Kramus said seductively. He moved his hands down to Sofia’s vagina, and stroked her lips, causing her moaning to intensify. “Let me show you how we celebrate beauty on my planet…”

Kramus bent Sofia over, and lifted and spread her legs apart, an easy task in zero gravity. Kramus slid his cock into Sofia’s pussy, causing the two of them to moan. He began thrusting, fucking the alien princess in the wheelbarrow position.
“Oh yes…Oh my goodness…” Sofia moaned. It was an interesting experience, being fucked in zero gravity while she gazed on at her world. Kramus’ penis felt strange, as well. Somewhat…ribbed, for her pleasure, she assumed. It was certainly the most enjoyable penis she had had the pleasure of sampling during these past few weeks.

Kramus’ equipment and skill meant that Sofia didn’t last long, and neither did he. The two of them climaxed together, Sofia crying out to the Gods as Kramus filled her up with an almighty groan. Before they’d even finished cumming, Kramus grabbed Sofia by the ass, and flipped her over. She wrapped her legs around his hips, and she bobbed up and down on his cock, the two of them working themselves to another orgasm before their genitals had fully recovered from their first ones.

Kramus squeezed Sofia’s ass hard, and made out with her passionately, as the two of them were driven to orgasm after orgasm. When they were finally done, Kramus held Sofia in his arms, the two of them kissing and cuddling one-another. As Kramus looked down at the princess in his arms, he almost regretted what he was about to do. Almost.
“Goodbye, Sofia,” he said. As soon as he did, Kramus disappeared.
“Kramus?” Sofia asked, looking around for him. “Kramus!?”

Meanwhile, Kramus had appeared, fully dressed, back in the teleport chamber.
“So sorry about this Sofia,” Kramus said. “You were a sweet girl, but I have to send a message. Deactivate!”

Back outside, Sofia felt the air around her dissipate, along with the warmth. All of a sudden, she was floating naked in a vacuum.
“Kramus!” She shouted desperately, but no sound was heard. “Kramus! Nyssha! Harson! Anyone, please help me!” Sofia felt the intense cold on her body, and her lungs begging for oxygen, and realised that this was the end for her.

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Author’s message: Sorry about the long wait again. University re-started this week so I’ve been very busy with that.

The story is reaching its climax. The final chapter will be Chapter 8. I know it’s shorter than my previous stories, but I feel any longer would just stretch the plot unnecessarily, and it lets me go back to what I really want to write.

As for what is going to happen, I’ll let you speculate in the comments. Farewell for now!

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The mind-controlling fun spreads as two more members of Chloe’s family come home!

The Futa’s Mind-Controlling Panties

Chapter Two: Futa’s Mind-Controlled Family Fun

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2020

Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this!

Mildred Dean

I stared at the woman who entered the Quick household like she belonged. She took two steps before she saw the debauchery before her. The debauchery my new abilities had unleashed. A shiver ran through me as I stared at the shock rippling across the woman’s face.

The features were so similar to Dianne Quick, the married mother cooing on the couch as she kneaded her eighteen-year-old daughter’s small tits. Said daughter was the one whose deflowered pussy juices adorned my new futa-cock.

I was a futa now.

I donned those panties I found on my bed, left by the mysterious P, and my cock grew. I gained a pair of heavy, hairless balls and a huge dick but I stayed a woman. I had my round breasts. My juicy pussy. It was incredible. Beyond any of my naughty, lesbian fantasies.

And, with my panties forever soaked in my pussy juices, any woman who inhaled my musk would be mine. They would do whatever I wanted. They would just be so happy to please me. It was why Mrs. Quick had held her daughter’s pussy lips apart and begged me to deflower her.

“Dianne?” the newcomer asked, her light-brown hair cut short, framing her shocked face. She appeared a few years younger than Mrs. Quick.

A sister?

“Aunt Nadine!” Chloe Quick, the precocious girl who just gave me an amazing orgasm with her deflowered pussy, confirmed my suspicions with her outburst. “I just lost my cherry! Mildred pumped me full of all her futa-cum! Isn’t that awesome.”

“Mmm, isn’t it,” Mrs, Quick asked her sister, Nadine. The MILF had not a concern in the world about being naked and fondling her daughter.

I wanted her to do it, so Mrs. Quick wanted to do it.

“W-what is going on, Dianne?” groaned Nadine. She wore yoga pants and an athletic tank top, looking like she was fresh from working out at the gym, her hair damp. She must have showered before coming here.

“Why, enjoying Mildred’s amazing cock,” said Dianne.

“Yes,” I said. “I just moved in next door.” I snagged my panties, lying on the couch beside Mrs. Quick. They were purple with pink lace, dainty and naughty. Not my normal pair of panties.

But then again, I wasn’t my normal self. I had changed. Been transformed by the freedom of gaining a futa-cock had given me.

The freedom that my mind-controlling panties had provided.

I tossed them to Nadine.

The stunned brunette had caught us. She held the dainty panties in her hand, her large breasts, looking as impressive as her sister’s, jiggling. She clenched my panties in her fist. Her nose twitched. Her brow furrowed. She raised the panties up to her nose and breathed in deeply of my tangy musk.

Nadine’s eyes widened. She let out a groan. She pressed my panties firmly against her nose and inhaled. Her breasts rose as she drew in as much air as she could. Her entire body quivered. She exhaled.

“Oh, my, that’s delicious,” Nadine purred. Her eyes flicked to me. “Oh, your pussy smells so delicious. Can I…?”

“Of course,” I said, glancing at her body. My eyes went to her left hand. I spotted a pale marking on her ring finger.

Recently divorced? How delightful.

“Fall to your knees, and you can lick my pussy all you want.”

“Thank you,” she breathed and stumbled to me. “I need to smell you up close and personal.”

I nodded my head in complete agreement.

Nadine stumbled forward. She fell to her knees before me, her light-brown hair swaying. Her resemblance to her older sister was delicious. Such naughty ideas bursting in my mind as she lifted my cock with one hand and my heavy, hairless balls in the other. They thrust out of my pudenda, about where a cock would be on a guy.

“What a beautiful pussy,” she moaned and nuzzled in to lick.

“Mmm, kitty-cat, come lick my butthole,” I purred, “and Mrs. Quick, hug your little sister from behind so you can suck on my cock.”

“Ooh, I’ve wanted to suck on your dick, Mildred,” purred Mrs. Quick while her daughter bounced to her feet.

“I’ll lick your ass so well, Mildred!” Chloe darted to me, her sandy-blonde hair swaying behind her.

That was the biggest difference between Nadine and her sister. Their hair. Mrs. Quick was a blonde, all-natural. The drapes matched the carpet. I shuddered as she stood up, her large tits swaying. She sauntered around her sister.

Nadine’s lips nuzzled into my bush and attacked my pussy. Her tongue dug through my folds. A moment later, Chloe was parting my butt-cheeks. The naughty kitty-cat—her nickname inspired by the kitten prancing on her panties—pressed her face into my ass-crack, found my sphincter, and rimmed me with hunger.

She didn’t hesitate to do something so dirty. She’d been a virgin. I had never done anything with another woman, and now the eighteen-year-old delight had her tongue dancing around my sphincter while her aunt’s slid through my pussy.

The pleasure those two stirred in my holes flowed up to the tip of my cock. My futa-dick throbbed. My balls ached, resting now on Nadine’s forehead. Her tongue fluttered up and down my pussy folds. She brushed my clit, sending bursts of delight through me. Chloe’s tongue caressed my puckered asshole.

“Mmm, I’m going to make you cum so hard, Mildred,” Mrs. Quick said as she fell to her knees behind her sister.

She hugged Nadine and opened her mouth wide. My cock thrust out beyond Nadine’s head, giving Mrs. Quick plenty of dick to suck on. She leaned her head forward towards my cock. The married woman didn’t hesitate to slide her lips over my cock.

She sucked.

I groaned.

My butt-cheeks clenched around Chloe’s delicate face. My pussy ached as Nadine’s tongue dove into my sheath now. She wiggled it around through my twat, sending delight rippling up to my cock’s tip buried in Mrs. Quick’s mouth.

The blonde MILF sucked. Her cheeks hollowed while her blue eyes stared up at me with such hunger. My futa-dick twitched and throbbed. The pleasure surged through my body. I groaned, my hips wiggling from side to side while her tongue caressed over my cock.

“Oh, yes, yes!” I gasped as the three women loved me. Well, two women and one barely legal cutie. “Ooh, Chloe, get that tongue in my asshole. Wiggle it in deep. Don’t be shy.”

“Yes, Mildred,” she moaned.

The girl pressed her tongue against my anal ring without hesitating. She didn’t care how dirty this was. I groaned, my pussy clenching on Nadine’s tongue while her niece’s pushed against my sphincter. My asshole relaxed, Chloe’s tongue pressing into my bowels.

I gasped in delight. Her tongue pressed deeper into me. I had two tongues wiggling through my holes and a third dancing around the tip of my cock. I shuddered, my round breasts shaking. I adjusted my glasses slipping on the end of my nose.

I had always fantasized about this, but I had always been so shy to ever act on my lust for women. No longer. I could do whatever I wanted.

“Yes!” I gasped, reveling in the power of my mind-controlling panties. “You three are going to make me cum so hard.”

“Perfect,” groaned Nadine.

Chloe wiggled her tongue around in my asshole.

Mrs. Quick sucked with passion on my cock.

I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. The pressure built and built in my girl-balls. I smiled as Mrs. Quick’s hot mouth bobbed a few inches up and down my dick. Her daughter’s tongue stimulated my asshole, and her sister’s fluttered through my pussy folds.

Such a wonderful delight. My butt-cheeks clenched around Chloe’s face while her tongue swirled through my asshole. Her mother’s tongue danced around my futa-cock’s tip. The aunt plundered my pussy’s depths. I gasped and moaned, almost at my orgasm.

A mighty eruption of cum that would fire out of my dick and flood Mrs. Quick’s mouth.

“Yes, yes!” I gasped, reveling in this bliss. This was so much better than how my life used to go. “Oh, my god, that’s great. I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum so hard!”

My pussy clenched on Nadine’s tongue. My asshole on Chloe’s. Mrs. Quick sucked with such hunger, staring up at me with her blue eyes brimming with such delight. I gasped out in ecstatic pleasure. My girl-balls boiled over.

I came.

“So darn good!”

My futa-cum pumped into the MILF’s mouth. The married woman gulped down my jizz with such delight. A look of abject joy spilled across my face. My head threw back, my round boobs bouncing before me. My pussy juices gushed out, pouring into Nadine’s mouth.

“So good!” she moaned as she enjoyed my twat.

Chloe’s tongue darted around inside of my asshole. She caressed me. Teased me. She sent such wicked delight racing through me. I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut. I trembled through the bliss bursting through my body.

The dual delights of cumming with a cock and pussy consumed me. Waves of bliss from my cunt met the jolts of ecstasy from my futa-dick. And through it all, my asshole convulsed and writhed around the naughty Chloe’s tongue probing my backdoor.

It was an incredible treat. This was my new life. So different from yesterday!

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Yesterday

DING-DONG!

The sound of my new doorbell rang through my house. My stomach clenched. Who could that be? I swallowed and crept to my bedroom window. I shoved the curtain to the side, peering out to see if it was a delivery truck. I didn’t see one. So it wasn’t one of my orders from an online store. I preferred doing all my shopping online.

It was easier on my anxiety.

DING-DONG!

Who could it be?

My stomach roiled. I bit my lip as I kept staring down. I couldn’t see anyone, my porch to the left was covered by its own roof. I quivered there. I didn’t like this at all. Was it solicitors? Missionaries? Were they trying to preach about god? I already had a church. I went every Sunday and prayed so hard for God to make me straight.

DING-DONG!

They were persistent. Who could it be? Should I go and answer the door?

I moved out to the suburb so it would be safer than the city. There were good people around me. I’d been watching them all day. Masturbating to the sexy wives. Their daughters. I’d noticed them. I quivered in remembrance.

A woman appeared. She had blonde hair, wearing a pair of mom jeans and a t-shirt. It held her large breasts. I groaned. I knew her. She was one of my neighbors. Mrs. Quick. My pussy clenched as I watched those tits bounce. That ass sway.

I would love to fuck her with a strap-on. First, I had to get the courage to buy a strap-on. And, of course, she was married. I saw her husband mowing the lawn earlier. She wasn’t interested in a woman like me. Mousy. Frumpy. A spinster at thirty. I should just start collecting cats. Surrender to the meme.

I flounced onto my bed. All I had were my fantasies…

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The Present

I was so glad that package had arrived. I had the courage to act. To unleash my fantasies. No one could stop me. God hadn’t made me straight, so I would be a lesbian. With my big girl-dick and my balls full of futa-cum.

Mrs. Quick pulled her mouth from my futa-dick. She had to be my first after she tried so hard to meet me yesterday. Then Nadine pulled her mouth from my twat. My pussy cream ran down her chin. She was still dressed. We couldn’t have that.

Chloe fluttered her tongue through my asshole still. The naughty girl was giving me such delight. She was a treasure. I was glad she came home and caught us. It was a shame her friend escaped, but we’d get her.

Eventually.

“Mmm, Mrs. Quick, kitty-cat, let’s get Nadine naked,” I cooed.

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Chloe Quick

I ripped my mouth from Mildred’s asshole, the yummy and sour flavor lingering on my tongue, to moan, “Yes! Let’s get you naked, Aunt Nadine!”

“Gladly,” she moaned. “I feel so overdressed.”

“Yoga pants and a tank top is too much,” Mom agreed. She had cum leaking down the side of her chin.

I was so glad to have caught Mom and Mildred fucking when I got home from college. I didn’t know how Dad would react, but he had to understand how amazing Mildred’s pussy was. He just had to. Her cunt was amazing. And so was her asshole. As I scooted around the futa, I licked my lips. More of that sour flavor burst across my tongue.

Mom pulled up Aunt Nadine’s tank top, exposing her breasts in a purple sports bra. They were as big as Mom’s, jiggling as she squirmed. I went for her yoga pants. I hooked them and yanked the stretchy material off her ass. She squirmed, thrusting her arms up in the air and sitting on her rump. Mom pulled off her top, and I took care of her bottom.

Now she was down to blue panties and her sports bra. I went up high this time, and Mom went down low. I yanked up Aunt Nadine’s sports bra. Her large breasts spilled out and tumbled into my hand. I grinned and kneaded them. I squeezed and loved them, savoring the feel of their heft in my hands.

“Ooh, you are such a cute thing, Chloe,” Aunt Nadine said.

“You should have come home earlier,” I cooed. “You could have watched me lose my cherry.”

“I got to see the cum leaking out.”

I grinned. I could feel that jizz staining my bush. More filled me, slowly bubbling out of the depths of my pussy, pulled down by gravity. I licked my lips, my heart pounding in my chest. I was so eager for all the fun we’d have.

Mom pulled off Aunt Nadine’s panties while I played with her boobies. Mom didn’t even hesitate to lean in and press her face into her sister’s pussy. Aunt Nadine gasped as Mom licked at her cunt. Sisterly incest was just as sexy as mother/daughter fun.

“Ooh, yes, yes,” Mildred moaned. “Mmm, lick your sister’s twat. I’m going to fuck you hard, Dianne. Maybe in the ass.”

“Yes, yes, fuck my Mom in the ass.” I licked my lips. “Assholes taste yummy.”

Mildred laughed. She petted my sandy-blonde head. “What a cute kitten you are. Why don’t you sit on your aunt’s face while your mom eats out her pussy? How does that sound, kitty-cat?

“Like Aunt Nadine’s going to lick all your futa-cream out of my deflowered pussy!”

“Yes, it does,” cooed the futa. She stroked her cock.

Mom had worked off Aunt Nadine’s pussy and now shifted over to go from kneeling beside my aunt to between her thighs. The entire time, Mom kept licking her yummy pussy. I just knew it would be yummy because all cunts were.

It went Mildred, my mom, Aunt Nadine, and then everyone else.

Aunt Nadine stretched out on her back and licked her lips. I kept squeezing her tits as I moved my legs over and straddled her head. I hovered my pussy right above her face and wiggled my hips back and forth.

“Ooh, sit that yummy twat on my mouth, kitty cat,” Aunt Nadine cooed. “I’ve never eaten a pussy that I was related to before.”

Mom lifted her head. ”You’ve eaten pussy before?”

“Yes!” Aunt Nadine said. “Loads before I got married. Now I get to do it again and… Mmm, what a yummy cunt to start with.”

I settled down on her mouth and Mom went back to her licking. An excited tingle raced through me that turned into an ecstatic wave. Aunt Nadine’s tongue swept through my cream-filled pussy. Her tongue stimulated my deflowered depths, brushing from my clit to my open hole.

Mildred brought her thick girl-dick to my mother’s waving rump. Being bent over, her ass thrust up into the air, gave her ass a delicious heart shape. Mom was so sexy. And so was Aunt Nadine. And Mildred…

Mildred was just the sexiest.

I squirmed on Aunt Nadine’s licking mouth, savoring her tongue driving up through my folds. My hands squeezed her tits while Mom whimpered in delight. Mildred must have found Mom’s asshole. The futanari grinned at me.

Thrust.

Mom groaned, all thick and throaty, as Mildred’s girl-dick vanished into her asshole. My butthole tingled. My pussy clenched, forcing out more cum into Aunt Nadine’s hungry mouth while I watched Mildred press more and more of her girl-cock into Mom’s asshole. I wanted to try it. To be sodomized.

I bet it would feel amazing.

I squirmed more on my Aunt’s tongue, reveling in her licking out the cum from my pussy. She licked and lapped and devoured me. She flitted her tongue through my folds, teasing me. Driving me absolutely wild with delight. I shuddered, my little titties jiggling.

“You have such yummy breasts, kitty-cat,” moaned Mildred, her eyes locked on my titties.

“Thank you!” I cooed, arching my back and thrusting them forward. My little breasts swayed back and forth. “I wish they were bigger, like Mom’s, but if you love them…!”

“I do!” she gasped as she drew back. Her cock emerged from my mother’s asshole with a gleam to it. Then she rammed forward.

Mom groaned.

“I really do!”

I grinned, Mildred’s round breasts bouncing as she sodomized Mom. Aunt Nadine’s tongue scooped out more and more cum from my pussy while my clit rubbed into her chin. Sparks flared. Delight rushed through me. We were all having so much fun.

Mom’s tongue lapped through her sister’s folds, making Aunt Nadine moan into my pussy. It was all so exciting. My hair danced around my shoulders as I came closer and closer to my orgasm. I shuddered, climbing towards that wonderful peak. I would have such an explosion of delight. I would just shower my wonderful aunt in my pussy cream.

And she’d shower Mom, whose butthole would then convulse around Mildred’s dick. And she would erupt and flood my mom with all that yummy futa-cum. I licked my lips, remembering the joy of eating it out of my mom’s cunt.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “Aunt Nadine!”

“Are you going to cum, kitty cat?” the futa asked.

I nodded my head.

“Good!” she groaned. “Oh, that’s good. Yes, yes, I want you to just explode. To cum hard. Won’t that be fun?”

“Uh-huh!” I moaned. Aunt Nadine’s lips nuzzled into my clit. She sucked on it.

I squealed and came.

“Mildred!” I howled as the pleasure rushed through me. My pussy convulsed. “Oh, Mildred, Aunt Nadine did it!”

“Wonderful!” she gasped, driving her futa-dick hard into Mom’s asshole.

Aunt Nadine licked at my cunny while the pleasure rushed through my body. Stars danced before me while the waves of delight inundated my mind. I squirmed my hips, grinding on her. She lapped at me. Teased me. Sent more incestuous ecstasy flooding through me.

“My niece’s twat!” howled Aunt Mildred. “Such a yummy treat!”

I was so happy she enjoyed it. I swayed, delighted by all the joy rushing through me. Aunt Nadine was moaning into my pussy. Then I realized she was cumming. I squeezed her big boobs and watched her gush juices in Mom’s face.

“Nadine!” Mom moaned, drinking her sister’s yummy juices. “Oh, yes, yes! Mildred!”

The futa’s hazel eyes widened. She slammed her hips forward hard, burying her futa-dick into my mother’s asshole. I knew Mom was cumming now, too. Her bowels were spasming around Mildred’s cock, making her feel incredible.

We were all feeling amazing.

“Oh, fuck, yes!” Mildred howled. “This is everything I wanted!”

“Cum in my mom!” I gasped, riding through my orgasm.

“I am!” she moaned. “I fucking am. Then I’m cumming for your asshole next. I want to fuck that tight, little hole! Ooh, I’m going to break you in, kitty-cat!”

I hyperventilated for joy. I came so hard that darkness washed over me and I slumped to the side. I drifted through such ecstasy. I felt so desired. So happy. Just hugged in rapture. I squirmed and heard whispers. Soft voices full of love. A naughty mouth sucking at my nipple.

My eyes fluttered open. I stared up that ceiling. Mildred stood over me while both my nipples throbbed. The futa had this look of delight in her eyes as she stared down at me. She flicked her tongue across her lips.

“Aren’t you just a firecracker?” she cooed while Mom and Aunt Nadine sucked on my nipples, making them both tingle.

“What happened?” I asked.

“You came so hard you passed out,” she said, grinning at me. “Mmm, it was quite the sight to see. You screamed your pretty head off.”

“I did?” I asked. I blinked a few times and shook my head. “I did feel really, really good.” I grinned. “I still feel really, really good and…”

Music thudded outside. The deep, guttural bass of gangster rap. It pulled up into the driveway and my expression scowled.

“What?” Mildred asked.

“My sister’s boyfriend.” I made a retching sound. “He’s just the worst.”

Mom moaned her agreement.

“Ah, yes, she’s at that age, isn’t she?” asked Mildred. Her eyes brightened. “Twenty, right?”

I nodded.

“I bet she picks on you.”

“She said I was copying her by buying skinny jeans, but every girl my age wears skinny jeans except my friend, Stacey, and she likes skirts.”

“I saw.” Mildred picked up her panties. “How would you like to rub these into your sister’s face and then make her lick your butthole so you are nice and ready to take my cock.”

“Would I ever!” I groaned.

The thudding music faded away. Footsteps scrunched up to the house. I sat up, Mom and Aunt Nadine sliding their lips off my nipples. I bounded to my feet and snagged the panties from Mildred. I darted for the front door.

The smack-smack of flip-flops approached. Stopped on the porch. The doorknob twisted. The door opened.

Bryana opened it and blinked at the sight of me. She wore a belly shirt today, the tight knit-weave hugged her round breasts and it was clear she wasn’t wearing a bra by how they swayed. Her flat stomach had a charm dangling from her bellybutton that swayed right above the top of her red thong peeking out of the waistband of her hip-hugging skinny jeans. On her left hip was the tattoo of a stylized, black heart made of a bent dagger. She had dyed her brown hair cherry-red and wore it short, the right side buzzed short in a fade.

“Why the fuck are you naked, twerp?” she asked in disdain. “And are those my panties in your hand.”

“Nope!” I shoved them into her face.

“What the fuck…” Her anger trailed off as she breathed in. “What the fuck is that?” She inhaled again. “Oh, wow, that’s good.”

“That’s Mildred’s pussy and she wants you to lick my butthole, so fall to your knees and get to it!”

I ripped the panties away from her face and turned around. I pressed the wet, purple fabric to my own nose and breathed in the potent, tangy musk. My sister’s knees hit the floor behind me. She moaned, her hand grabbing my butt-cheeks.

She parted them.

My sister’s face nuzzled between my butt-cheeks. I brought Mildred’s panties to my face and inhaled deeply from them. I reveled in the wonderful aroma of them as my sister kissed my asshole. She smooched it.

“Mmm, you got a yummy butthole, twerp!” Bryana flicked her tongue out and lashed my backdoor again. “Just delicious.”

“So’s Mildred’s,” I moaned, squirming there as I enjoyed my sister licking and lapping at my asshole. “You’re getting me ready for her big girl-cock.”

“No shit?” My sister pulled her face away. “Damn, that’s hot. She’s got a huge cock. And some hairless balls with… Is that a bush behind your balls?”

“Yes,” Mildred cooed. “Get your sister’s asshole ready. She’ll be taking this monster in it. In fact… I should marinate it in some mommy cream.”

My mom didn’t need to be ordered. She scampered to kneel down before Mildred and moaned, “Soak your cock in my cunt cream. Let’s make my daughter’s first time having anal as magical as possible.”

“Yes,” Bryana cooed. She swirled her tongue around my asshole.

I shuddered at the warmth of her tongue while Mom moaned in delight. Mildred’s futa-cock sank into Mom’s pussy to the hilt. Then she just knelt there, watching me getting rimmed by my older sister, her futa-dick marinating in the pussy that had birthed me.

That was so naughty. Mildred was hot, and I had such a wonderful mother. I loved her so much. And Bryana was definitely growing on me. It was so wonderful to be closer to her again. She was three years older than me, close enough that we had played when younger, and far enough that she didn’t want anything to do with me around her friends.

Now she loved my asshole.

She circled her tongue around my naughty sphincter. She caressed it. I shuddered, squeezing my butt-cheeks around her face. I savored the treat. This wonderful delight of her tongue pushing and wiggling against my anal ring.

“Bryana!” I gasped when her tongue had popped into my bowels. “Oh, Bryana, that’s so naughty.”

“What did she do to you, kitten?” Mom asked.

“Yes?” Aunt Nadine moaned, fondling her large breasts as she stared at me with hunger in her eyes.

“Bryana’s got her tongue in my asshole.” I quivered, feeling the naughty sensations running through me. “It feels so wicked. Oh, wow. Oh, my, that’s naughty. I can’t believe how good this feels.”

“Mmm, and how yummy you taste,” purred my sister.

She thrust her tongue back into my asshole. It was easier to get past my anal ring the second time. She wiggled it around in me, stroking me, My cunny clenched. My hair danced around my shoulders as I groaned. This wonderful delight swept through me. I bit my lip and moaned out loud. My hands cupped my titties just like Aunt Nadine did with her own.

Only mine were small. I barely had anything to grab, but I massaged them. Mildred watched with dark eyes. Hungry eyes. She still wasn’t fucking Mom, just soaking her futa-dick in that delicious twat. I groaned, my excitement building and building.

“You look like you’re just ready to be sodomized,” Mildred said.

I nodded my head. “Whenever you want me! I’m yours, after all.”

“Yes,” my sister groaned into my butthole. “I can’t believe that. It’s so hot.”

“Yes!” Mom breathed while Aunt Nadine nodded her head in agreement.

“Then let’s do it,” cooed Mildred. “Dianne, go sit with your sister. You two can finger each other as you watch.”

Mom moaned and crawled off Mildred’s girl-dick, leaving her futa-cock bobbing and twitching. It was such a beautiful sight to stare at. I quivered in delight, Bryana’s naughty tongue reaching deep into my asshole.

“And you,” purred Mildred, “come kneel before me so I can fuck that tight, yummy asshole of yours. Mmm, how does that sound, kitty-cat?”

“The best!” I howled.

I took three steps from my sister, whirled around, and fell to my knees. I faced my sister licking her lips, savoring the taste of me. I held Mildred’s panties in my tight grip. With a wicked moan, I waved my rump at her. Teasing her.

I was ready for her to sodomize me.

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Mildred Dean

I groaned at the sight of that cute, peachy ass swaying before me. Eighteen! Eighteen and so ready to be sodomized by my big dick. My pussy clenched, my heart pounding in my chest. I hoped this wasn’t a dream. I never wanted this to end.

“Bryana, right?” I asked, glancing at the older sister. She wasn’t quite my type. To wild. That dyed hair buzzed short on one side, the tattoo on her hip, and her belly charm weren’t perfect. But she did have cute tits and a great figure. Twenty, she was a younger version of Dianna and an older version of the cutie before me.

I could have fun with her.

“Yeah,” she said, her hands rubbing at her stomach.

“Strip for us,” I cooed. “Make it sexy.”

She winked at me.

I brought my cock to Chloe’s butt-cheeks. I pressed my pussy-lubed dick into her crack, her mother’s juices smearing across her skin. I pressed the tip lower, drinking in the silky friction of her flesh, and found her asshole.

Chloe quivered.

Bryana’s hips rocked to a sensual song only she was hearing. Her cherry-red thong rode on her hips above the waistband of her low-riding jeans. She kicked off her flip-flops, her feet dainty and cute, toenails painted a bright red.

I pressed my futa-dick’s tip against Chloe’s asshole. The girl moaned in delight as I pushed forward. I felt her virginal ring part and part for my cock. She spread wider and wider to swallow my cock.

“Mmm, take off those pants!” Nadine cheered.

“Yes, yes, get naked cutie!” Mrs. Quick whooped. She had her arm around her sister’s waist, her other hand plunged between Nadine’s thighs. Nadine had returned the favor. The mature sisters fingered each other’s twat, one with a blonde bush, the other shaved bare.

Chloe’s anal ring parted for my cock as Bryana popped off the fastener of her jeans. Her hips rolled and undulated in hypnotic ways. I watched her in awe, the zipper rasping down while I slipped the tip of my cock into Chloe’s asshole.

The eighteen-year-old girl moaned as my thick dick spread wide her asshole. Her snug bowels massaged my sensitive dick. My pussy clenched as I pressed forward into her tight anal sheath. Her velvety flesh massaged me. Teased me.

It was heaven.

Bryana pulled open her fly. The zipper tore the rest of the way down. She showed off her red thong covering her shaved pubic mound. She rolled her hips now, arms thrust up into the air. Her belly charm flashed as it danced. Her tits heaved in her knit-weave belly shirt.

“Yeah, work those hips, cutie!” Nadine moaned, the sisters fingering each other.

“You’re so sexy, Bryana,” Chloe said in awe, her bowels squeezing around my cock sinking deeper and deeper into her bowels.

“Mmm, yes,” I groaned, enjoying the dance.

The older sister rotated in place, her hips moving and swaying. She wiggled her ass now before us, her pants slipping a little bit off her hips with every one of her movements. Then she bent over and popped her ass at us, her pants slipping off a good bit.

Her thong vanished into the curving cheeks of her ass. Chloe moaned, her bowels squeezing about my cock as I bottomed out in her. My balls rested against her taint while my pussy clenched, drinking in the wonderful heat of her ass. Bryana kept popping her hips, twerking and shaking her rump.

Her jeans fell off her ass. Between her thighs, her thong clung to the shaved folds of her barely legal twat.

“That’s gorgeous,” Chloe moaned, her voice thick and tight as her asshole clung to my cock. “You’re so hot, Bryana!”

“Smoking hot!” Nadine whooped.

“Mmm, yes, honey, take it all off!” the mother moaned, her voice throaty with delight.

I drew back, my futa-dick sliding through Chloe’s asshole. I reveled in the hot, tight grip of her twat around me. She gripped me. Teased me. She sent such wicked delight shooting through my body. I groaned as I hammered into her bowels. It was incredible to enjoy. A real delight that had me gasping out in bliss.

The sister straightened. She raised her arms above her head like a belly dancer and shook her hips back and forth fast. Her butt-cheeks jiggled before us. Perky and young. A perfect, peachy ass. Her jeans slipped down her legs until they piled around her feet.

With surprising skill, she slid her feet out from her jeans while still rotating those hips. She kicked her pants to the side and turned. She faced us now, tits heaving in her knit top, her hips undulating, her thong’s crotch soaked with her juices.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Chloe moaned.

“Mmm, I know, kitty-cat,” I gasped, thrusting my cock into her bowels again and again. That velvety sheath gripped me. Teased me. “Your sister is sexy.”

Bryana winked at me.

I gripped her little sister’s hips and sodomized her hard. The eighteen-year-old girl’s asshole massaged me as I watched the belly charm dancing over Bryana’s stomach. She lowered her hands, sliding them over her breasts, cupping them through her top.

“So sexy!” Chloe moaned, squeezing her bowels around my dick.

“Yes, yes, that’s just so hot!” I gasped, pumping faster. Harder. My crotch smacked into Chloe’s rump. The echo of flesh on flesh surged through the room.

Bryana rotated around again. Faced her ass at us. She spread her legs, bent them at the knee, planted her hands on her lower thighs, and thrust that ass at us. She shook it and jiggled it. Her thong flashed red where it hugged her cunt.

“You are such a sexy girl!” Mrs. Quick moaned.

“Thanks, Mom!” cooed Bryana. “You’re hot stuff! Look at you, fingering Aunt Nadine!”

“Your mom’s got her fingers deep in my cunt, Bryana!” Nadine moaned.

“And Mildred’s cock is so deep in my asshole!” gasped the precocious Chloe.

Over and over again, I buried into her. I savored her. My hands stroked up her sides, caressing her as I was mesmerized by her older sister’s dancing and twerking. She wiggled her hips from side to side, that peachy ass bouncing.

Then she straightened and, in a fluid motion, threw off her top and tossed it to her aunt. It landed on Nadine’s boobs. She grinned and lassoed it over her head while her other hand kept fingering Mrs. Quick’s pussy.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Nadine moaned, her orgasm clearly building.

Just like mine every time I plowed into the sexy kitten’s asshole. I buggered Chloe with hard strokes. My dick throbbed, the pressure building and building at the tip of my cock. A wild eruption of spunk that would shower out of me.

I would unleash so much spunk into Chloe. I would flood her.

My pussy clenched, drinking in the heat. Bryana kept dancing, her supple back facing me. I caught glimpses of her tits swaying out from her sides, a momentary glimpse of a round delight while she shook that ass at me.

“Turn around!” moaned Chloe. “Show us your boobs!”

“Sure, twerp!” cooed Bryana. She spun around.

I groaned, staring at those firm, ripe mounds. Lovely C-cups verging on D’s. They bounced and jiggled as she wiggled her shoulders now. Her dark-pink nipples thrust out before her. They were aimed at me. Such delicious things to stare at.

She slid her hands up her body, cupping her tits and jiggling them at me. I groaned, burying my futa-dick deep into her sister’s asshole. I was getting so close to erupting. My dick twitched and throbbed, the pleasure surging up to the pinnacle every time I buried into her cunt.

“Show us that twat!” Nadine called. “Oh, my god, show your mom that yummy pussy!”

“Mmm, I bet it’s gorgeous!” groaned Mrs. Quick.

“You fucking believe it is!” Bryana moaned, her hands sliding down her body, caressing her sleek hips.

I whimpered, thrusting harder and faster into Chloe. I sodomized the girl hard and fast. I buried to the hilt in her. My tits heaved before me. My glasses slipped on my face. My orgasm built and built as Bryana’s hands came closer and closer to her panties.

She hooked the waistbands. “Mmm, this what you want?”

“Yes!” all of us watching moaned together.

She pulled her waistband out from her sides, stretching the material and pulling it tight against her pussy. Her cuntlips swallowed the sides, their shaved, pink, and juicy folds on display. Chloe whimpered in delight.

Her asshole spasmed around me as she howled, “So sexy, Bryana!”

I gasped as her asshole writhed around my dick. The pleasure surged down my shaft as I drove my dick to the hilt in her. My head threw back as I stared at that delicious sight, the girl’s pink cuntlips swallowing her red thong.

Then she shoved them down. The dainty cloth popped out from between her pussy lips, exposing them in all their glory. She undulated in place, letting her thong fall down her legs while her little sister’s asshole spasmed and writhed and sucked at my futa-dick.

“Fuck!” I howled and came.

I exploded blast after blast of cum into the eighteen-year-old girl’s asshole as I stared at her twenty-year-old sister’s beautiful twat. My pussy convulsed wildly. Blasts of rapture and waves of ecstasy flooded through my body. Stars danced before my vision.

“Oh, my fucking god, yes!” I moaned, trembling through my bliss. I shuddered there, spurting more and more cum out of my dick.

Bryana stepped out of her panties and grinned, reveling in the attention all four of us showered on her.

“Oh, my fucking god, yes!” howled Nadine. “Dianne!”

“I know!” Mrs. Quick moaned. Both sisters were bucking on the couch, cumming on the other’s fingers.

I fired my last load into Chloe’s asshole. My heart pounded in my chest. This family was amazing. I had special plans for Chloe, but I had to fuck Bryana. She might not be my type, but she was still a sexy girl.

I ripped out of Chloe and pounced on Bryana, lunging over the kitten. I grabbed Bryana and kissed her hard on the mouth. The girl kissed me back with hunger. One hand grabbing my cock, her other arm hooking around my neck. Her tongue thrust into my mouth.

I kept pressing her back until she hit the door. It rattled. My cock pressed into her stomach, rubbing into her belly charm. My futa-dick was fresh from her little sister’s asshole. I had to be in Bryana at this exact moment.

She wanted the same.

As she pressed my cock down and down her shaved pubic mound, I broke the kiss and hissed, “You’re a dirty bitch, aren’t you?”

“So fucking dirty, Mildred!” she moaned. “Let me show you.”

She pressed my cock into her shaved folds. I could see it in her hazel eyes that she knew exactly where my futa-dick had been, and she still wanted it. Needed it. I thrust forward, slamming my shaft into her juicy pussy.

The cutie’s cunt would polish my pole clean.

I fucked her hard against the door, our tits rubbing tight. I kissed her as I drilled my cock hard and fast into her cunt. Her juicy pussy squeezed around me, polishing me. It was incredible to feel her young twat around me.

“Yes, yes, I’m going to clean this cock!” she moaned as she broke the kiss. “Fuck, you’re so hot, Mildred!”

“And you’re so sexy!” I panted, pumping away with powerful strokes and burying to the hilt in her again and again. “Oh, yes, yes, I love this!”

“We’re going to cum!” she moaned. “Going to cum so hard together after I cleaned your huge fucking dick!”

“It is huge!” I panted, grinning at her. I loved my big futa-cock. “Mmm, squeeze that juicy pussy about my cock!”

She clamped down on me. “Like that! Huh? That what you want!”

“I do!”

Her pussy felt incredible. The pressure built and built in my ovaries. That wild explosion would have me jetting my cum into her pussy. I would flood her. Spurt after wild spurt of my cum pumping into her twat. I groaned, every thrust bringing me closer and closer to that moment of eruption. That moment when I would baste her pussy with my jizz.

Behind us, I heard Chloe moaning, almost purring, in delight. Her mother and aunt were playing with the lucky kitten. I had changed this family with my panties. It was incredible. I loved my power. I couldn’t wait to mind-control more women with them.

All my lusts would be satiated.

“So fucking good!” Bryana moaned. “Yes!”

Her pussy clenched around me. “You’re polishing my dick clean with your slutty pussy!”

“Such a slutty pussy!” she moaned, wiggling her hips from side to side. “Oh, god, yes, yes! It’s such a slutty cunt! Made for your cock, Mildred!”

I kissed her again, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. My pussy burned. The silky friction engulfing my cock on my every thrust melted down to my pussy. It sank into my cunt, spilling through it. I groaned, loving every moment of thrusting into her twat. Of burying into her again and again. I would fire so much jizz into her snatch. So much cum.

It would be incredible. A wild blast of delight that would send the rapture surging through me and fire my cum out into her delicious twat. She hooked a lithe leg around my waist. Her fingernails scratched at my back. Our nipples brushed, sparks flaring.

“Aunt Nadine!” gasped Chloe. “Oh, Aunt Nadine, lick all the cum out of my asshole! Oh, yes, yes!”

“Such a yummy ass you have!” purred the older woman. “Mmm, I have such a cute and delicious niece. You did good, sis.”

“I know,” Mrs. Quick said with such delight.

The door rattled as I drove my cock hard into Bryana’s cunt. My orgasm built and built. I was coming closer and closer to that moment. I couldn’t take much more of this. I was about to erupt. To spurt my jizz into her pussy.

A car engine growled and then turned off.

I pumped into her pussy, my nuts quivering. Her tongue danced around in my mouth. Her body heaved against mine. Her pussy clenched about me, polishing the last of her little sister’s asshole off my clit-dick. I groaned into her mouth.

She squealed.

A car door opened and slammed shut.

Bryana’s pussy went wild about my cock. Her hot flesh writhed and spasmed, rippling with polishing delight. She buffed clean my futa-dick as I drew back my hips. I groaned, my tip drinking in the delight and bursting with pleasure.

I slammed back into her and erupted.

Footsteps crunched down the walkway.

I pumped blast after blast of my cum into her pussy. Her cunt spasmed wildly. Stars burst across my vision. I trembled against her, my tits rubbing into hers. I bucked against her with every one of my eruptions.

Keys rattled. Inserted in the door.

My mind melted beneath the dual delights gushing out of my pussy and spurting from my futa-dick. I reveled in them as Bryana’s pussy wrung out the last of my cum from my aching balls. I hit that pinnacle of rapture.

The doorknob turned. It pushed against us, but our weight kept it from opening.

“What the fuck?” a man asked. Then more force shoved into the door, pushing Bryana and I both back. We gasped and fell to the floor, my cock popping out of her pussy. She spilled off me as a man stepped in and gaped.

“Hey, Dad!” Bryana said.

The man’s jaw dropped as Chloe howled, “Daddy! Daddy! Aunt Nadine’s licking all the cum out of my asshole!

To be continued…

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I was a teenage lesbian

My first time…

My first time with a girl was a while ago, I was actually only 15, I had sex with a girl before I discovered boys….here’s how it happened

When I was 13/14 I started to get invited to the usual teenage parties. You know the sort of thing, your mate’s parents are persuaded by constant nagging for months on end to let you have the house for a night “Aw mum, it’s only me and the girls from school honest” and the moment they relent you start deciding which boys you can invite. It’s not that long ago but it seemed so much more innocent then, there was no chance of it being advertised on facebook for the whole city to gatecrash and you could keep it to more or less the people you wanted. Invites were a minefield though, you couldn’t ask the boy you fancied outright, and you had to get your mate to ask his mate even though your mate fancied someone else….but somehow it worked. Yes, some girls spent the whole night crying in the downstairs loo and others disappeared with boys down the garden/into the garage/spare bedroom to reappear later with the look on their faces that said ‘I’m a woman now’ while the boy gave his friends surreptitious high fives and didn’t speak to her again for the rest of the night.

Fun wasn’t it?

My best friend was Elizabeth (Beth) and she had an older sister called Helen. They were both cut from the same cloth – tall, long legged and shapely. Beth and I were both budding B cups when we started going to parties together and Helen was straining against a D. A year later we were much the same but Helen was a voluptuous E or F and naturally created lots of interest from the lads we knew. As I said, she was older but fairly quiet, studious and determined to get good grades and go to Uni. She had the usual gaggle of local lads chasing her but said that she wasn’t bothered about any of them and would slap their attentions away with a caustic wit. She was a bit of a heroine to some of us to be honest.

She was close to her sister and used to come to some of the parties with us, partly because she like to drink and dance (let’s not kid anyone here, there was always plenty of booze and the odd joint) and partly because Beth’s parents (and mine) were more inclined to let us go if Helen was there to ‘look after us’.

When we got to the party she would get a bottle of Cider and find a comfortable corner and spend the night taking the piss out of the horny hopefuls that would risk being filleted by her sharp tongue for a close look at her stunning cleavage. Oh, she didn’t want to be touched but she liked to tease and her low cut tops and short shirts were no doubt the stuff of a million adolescent fantasies. I often think back and wonder how many gallons of spunk were wanked over thoughts of her ripe body, how many palms itched to feel those stunning tits…

Anyway, after the parties I often used to stay at their house either sleeping in with Beth (that didn’t last long, we were too big to share a single bed) or on a camp bed in her room. Helen had the ‘middle’ bedroom and had a double bed, their parents having a bedroom on the floor above.

One warm night in early summer we snuck in late after a party, dragging an almost comatose Beth between us. She had spent the night chatting and dancing with Jason, one of the local ‘bad boys’ and he had given her some particularly strong skunk when they were outside ‘saying goodnight’. No doubt he thought it would ease his entry into her knickers but after a few moments she promptly threw up all over him instead! Me and one of the others cleaned her up as best be could while Helen ranted at Jason, called a taxi and then ranted at him some more. She even made him hand over what was left of the joint – quite a lot actually – before chasing him down the garden path to the amusement of his mates. When we got her home we made her drink some water before tucking her into bed with a strategically placed bucket beside her.

Helen made us both a mug of tea and we went and sat in the conservatory. I was a bit drunk but taking care of Beth had sobered me up a bit and despite it being almost 0200 I wasn’t really tired. We sipped our tea and laughed about the night, sure that Beth would be ok in the morning but wondering how Jason would ever face his mates again!

Helen pulled out the remains of Jason’s joint from her handbag and looked at me with one of her elegant eyebrows raised

“Ever tried this?”

I shook my head. “Smoked some fags but not that stuff”

“Good a time as any.” She said pulling out a lighter. She rolled the crumpled joint between her fingers, straightening it out before wafting the flame over the end. She inhaled gently, pulling the smoke into her mouth and lungs before letting it slowly out. “Pheew, that is strong, just take a very little into your mouth at first.”

My hand was shaking as I carefully took hold of the joint and I hesitatingly did as I was told and puffed a couple of times, blowing the smoke out fairly quickly. Helen laughed and said “Slowly, take a little back now you are used to it…that’s it…gently…” As I filled my lungs and felt my blood roaring through my head as the powerful drug kicked in. Helen took the rest of the joint off me as I tried to make my eyes focus and finished it with a couple of strong drags.

We both sat back into our chairs, eyes half closed as we felt the harsh kick of the skunk give way to a wonderful warm feeling, hands and feet gently tingling, my body felt like it was floating in a sensuous warm sea. “Mmmm, that’s nice stuff.” Said Helen. “It’s wasted on that little moron.”

She tilted her head to the side as if she was debating something in her mind and then she looked straight at me with a mischievous smile.

“You know something Jane? The only problem with skunk for me, one of the reasons I usually avoid it, is that it makes me unbearable horny”

With that she ran her right hand down her extravagant bosom and across her flat tummy to her short skirt, pushing the material down tight between her legs before squeezing them together, trapping her fingers between her thighs.
“Mmmmm, that feels nice!” she sighed. I could see her wrist moving as she ground her fingers deep between her legs. “Come on now Jane,” she said “don’t tell me that you never touch yourself when you think everyone is asleep. Tell me the truth, you do don’t you?” She was almost laughing was she said this, as if the whole idea of touching my most intimate part was no big deal, certainly nothing to hide….so I shyly nodded, my eyes looking anywhere but at hers. “Of course you do, we all do, particularly after drinking and now smoking…but I can’t do it while wearing these bloody things!” With that she hoisted herself to her feet and in the twinkling of an eye pushed the thick black tights and black knickers she had on down to her knees before flopping down once more into the chair to take them the rest of the way off. Her long legs looked pale in the soft light from the lamp and I found myself strangely disappointed that I couldn’t see the dark shadow of her pussy more clearly.

“Your turn.” She said, “C’mon, I won’t tell if you won’t..”

I really didn’t know what to do, obviously I had been masturbating for ages, sometimes thinking about boys, sometimes reading the porn mags my dad kept under the bed – they were on my mum’s side quite often too – sometimes just because it felt good but this was different. But something in her smile made me get to my feet – unsteadily -and pull my skirt up enough to pull my tights and knickers down before flopping back and kicking them off my feet.

She grinned at me before sucking two fingers into her mouth and then, pulling her skirt higher with her other hand, pushed them firmly down between her legs.

“Mmmmmm….shit that feels good.” She groaned, biting the corner of her lip. From my angle I could see her wrist move a little but not a lot more but I was fascinated, and truth be told, more sexually excited than I had ever been before in my young life. I let my hand drift down and was shocked at how wet I was, how hard my clit felt as I rubbed the tip of my finger over it. Helen was now moving her hand more vigorously and I could hear her breathing become shallower and much quicker. I could see that her eyes were locked on me, locked on my arm as it moved the wrist that moved my fingers that circled my clit. I felt that she could see it all and I knew it excited her. I spread my legs a little wider and began to move my arm more than I needed to, I wanted her to see what I was doing as much as she wanted to watch….neither of us could keep it up for long, she came first with a series of stuttering groans, I soon after, more quietly, shyly…but it was still the most intense orgasm I had ever had.

We sat in silence for a while, just enjoying the afterglow before Helen got up. She picked up her tights and hand bag and nodded to me to do the same. “C’mon, it’s late; we had best go to bed before we wake anyone up.” As we walked out of the conservatory she turned and kissed my forehead “Thanks, that was fun.” She said “Lets keep it as our little secret; maybe we can do it again sometime” I shyly nodded before scurrying up to my place on the camp bed in Beth’s room. My pussy was on fire. I ached to touch myself again but I was too scared of the creaking of the camp bed to do anything and eventually I fell into a restless sleep – but not before I was sure I had heard a groan through the ceiling from Helen’s room.

At breakfast we made gentle fun of Beth without letting her parents know too much and I left before lunchtime, the final goodbye from Helen being loaded with a quick conspirital wink. I could not wait to get home and once there wasted no time in stripping off my soggy knickers and bringing myself to another shattering orgasm. The next few days were spent in my room with my fingers busy between my legs, visions of Helen in my head, wondering/hoping that she was doing the same as me. I was so obsessed that I even sat in front of my wardrobe mirror, legs spread wide as I watched myself, pretending that I was either watching Helen or she was watching me. Things calmed down for the next week or so until Beth rang and asked if I was coming to Jill’s party the following weekend. I feigned indifference for as long as I could before asking if Helen was coming as well “Oh yes, I think so.” Said Beth, “After the last one I hope she is anyway, wouldn’t surprise me if Jason and his mob try to make some trouble – but Helen will sort them out!” Once more we agreed that I would stay over and I spent the next few days trembling in anticipation.

As usual Beth and I sneaked half a bottle of Vodka into her room to have while we got ready but this time, instead of dividing it equally, I made sure that hers was more Vodka & Coke and mine more Coke & Vodka. Helen joined us just before the taxi arrived and her raised eyebrow at the obviously tipsy Beth made me blush. Once there I had a few drinks, chatted to some boys, danced a little but all the time I was conscious of Beth, making sure she had a full glass as often as possible and of Helen, sitting in the corner as usual with her bottle of cider, teasing the boys, the girl they all wanted but none of them could have. Just after midnight the inevitable happened and Beth fell over. To be fair she had done well to last that long with the boys trying to get her drunk as well as me! Jason was there again and managed to get a good feel of her boobs as he helped her up while another one had a good look up her skirt as he picked up the broken glass. Helen was there in a couple of strides and shooed them away with a swift cuff around the ear before ringing for a taxi.

Once back into their house the routine was the same, put Beth to bed with a bucket beside her and then looked at each other expectantly. “Cup of tea before bed?” said Helen. I nodded enthusiastically and almost ran downstairs to get the kettle on. Helen went up to her room first and was waiting for me in the conservatory. She had a huge spliff in one hand and a lighter in the other, far more exciting than my two mugs of tea! She lit the spliff and took a heavy drag as I put down the mugs, passing it to me and then collapsing down into the nearest chair. I noticed that she had moved the chairs around so they were now facing each other a few feet apart and I sat down before filling my lungs with the thick smoke. We passed the joint to each other a few times until it was gone, by which time my head was swimming and the room was gently revolving. Helen also had a glazed look on her face but it wasn’t just the drug, it was a look I came to recognize quite easily in the future. It was a look of pure lust.

After a few mouthfuls of the hot sweet tea (funny how we all took sugar back then) the spinning stopped and I could just feel the lazy floating feeling once more. “God that stuff is good.” Said Helen “And you know how it makes me feel…shall we have a little play before we go to bed?” This time she pulled off her skirt as well as her tights and pants before flopping down again. She was now naked from the waist down and I could clearly see her pink slit peeking through her light blonde pubic hair. “Your turn Jane, don’t be shy.” she said She was already stroking her fingers through her pubes and into her pussy as I stripped in the same way, my darker hair hiding a little more than hers. Once more it was her burning gaze that excited me. I wasn’t thinking about having sex with another girl when I looked at Helen, I was just thinking about having sex with her, another human being, someone that I adored. For now I watched fascinated as she slipped two fingers deep inside her, pulling them out coated in her glistening juices before rubbing them in firm circles around her clit. I tried to copy her but I was still too tight and had to settle for stroking the juice from my sopping pussy all over my outer lips and my hard little clit. I was very excited once more and was close to cuming when again she beat me to it, gasping and moaning through her orgasm…I thought she would stop but she carried on, her fingers a blur between her legs, her left hand curling upwards to clamp onto one of her magnificent breasts, squeezing it through her t-shirt. I could hear the sloshing sound of a very wet pussy and I think it was that which sent me over the edge, the sound of her sex as much as the sight of it. I held back my own climax as long as I could, waiting until she was looking at me before some more vigorous rubbing of my clit sent me over the edge too….

When we had both recovered a little she stood up and walked over to me. At that point my heart was pounding so hard I thought my chest would explode, her every step becoming more exciting and more terrifying as she drew nearer…it was only a couple of steps but time stood still for me for all of them. “I’m going to bed.” Was all she said and once more bent down and kissed my forehead. Maybe something in my eyes betrayed me but as she looked down on me she bent her lips towards me once more and planted a soft kiss on my lips, her lips lingering that instant longer than mere friendship should dictate and hinting in my adolescent world of something more to come. I closed my eyes and tried to lock the memory of that kiss inside me so that I could keep it forever. When I opened my eyes she was gone, swallowed up by the darkness beyond the conservatory door. Despite my recent climax I was unbearably excited…my pussy ached and throbbed and I knew that in this state I could not possibly sleep. My fingers were soon busy again and I once more felt that surge of joy and abandon as my thighs shook uncontrollably through my orgasm. As I looked up I saw a change in the darkness by the conservatory door and thought I heard a creek on the stairs and I knew at once the Helen had been watching me.

I didn’t see her in the morning, just Beth with her aching head. All the moaning that she did about it cut no ice with me, nothing she was feeling could be close to the ache in my groin, the desperation for Helen’s touch. Fortunately the parties came thick and fast that year. The weather was good; we were young and felt invulnerable. Why not party? The next one was just a week away, a week I spent in feverish excitement. There was a constant dampness between my legs and my nipples seemed to be permanently firm and sensitive. My dreams we always the same, Helen Helen Helen, she was all I could think about….

Arriving at Beth’s place to get ready I pulled out a whole bottle of Vodka this time, determined that Beth would not even last until midnight and god bless her, she didn’t let me down, enthusiastically gulping down the first glass of almost neat spirit, barely coloured with coke. We talked about the party, the boys, the music and the clothes we would wear but all the time I was listening for Helen’s feet on the stairs. When she did come in, about 10 minuets after we had arranged to meet she stunned us into silence. Instead of the usual tights/skirt/top/jacket she was wearing a low shoes, a black knee length fitted skirt and a strapless corset in black silk with a deep red trim. She had added a short fine cardigan but frankly it did little to hide her magnificent cleavage! Her long blond hair and dark eye make up gave the whole outfit a gothic feel to it and she looked truly stunning and very grown up standing beside Beth and me.

Her parents made some comment about the ‘new’ Helen as the dropped us off at the party. They were going on to see some friends and were stopping over so we would have to get a taxi home as usual but would then have the house to ourselves. Helen cut quite a dramatic figure as we joined the party and it was funny to see so many guys with their tongues hanging out, shocked at the change in her. Diverting though all this was, I still had one thing on my mind and to that end I duly got Beth plastered in double quick time. I didn’t realise how pissed she was until I found her in the garage with Jason and one of his mates. Jason was fingering her pussy while his mate held her up by the tits. She was out cold and although I must admit that the scene was exciting it didn’t seem fair to let her loose her virginity while unconscious. I screamed at them to let her go and in seconds Helen was by my side helping me to straighten Beth’s clothing and drag her out of there. It was only just after eleven when we arrived home and as usual put Beth to bed. I made small talk about Jason and the party, anything really to distract me from the insane itch between my legs that was just begging for Helen’s touch.

Once we had her settled we walked slowly down the stairs, the tension between us growing with every step. I offered tea again but Helen sent me to get the rest of the Vodka form Beth’s room. She poured us a drink each and we went into the conservatory. It was a really warm night, the sort that we don’t seem to get any more; the very air seemed to be throbbing to the same rhythm as my pussy. As we sipped our drinks, chatting inanely, I didn’t once take my eyes off her or she off me. We finished our drinks and without a word Helen took our glasses and brought us a refill. “I’m afraid I have a confession to make Jane,” She said. “I thought I was being careful with the dope but I seem to have smoked it all. I’m still very horny though. Shall we pretend we have had a smoke?”

I just looked up dumbly at her and nodded

She smiled and tipped the remains of her drink down her throat in one gulp before putting the glass down and turning her back to me. “Can you help me with the zip please? It’s a new skirt and it keeps catching.’ My hand was shaking uncontrollably as I tugged the perfectly free zip down. She shook her hips and it fell to the floor leaving me looking at her curvaceous bottom. “No knickers.” She said “It spoilt the line.” Turning to face me she slid her hand between her legs before slowly moving it away “Had a trim too, feels very smooth and sexy.” She said as her newly bald pussy appeared a few inches from my face. “Would you like to feel?” Not waiting for my answer she reached down and grabbed my wrist, pushing my fingers firmly against her pussy. I spread my fingers out a little, thrilled to feel her wetness and heat and was rewarded with a sigh. For the next few seconds we both pretended that it was perfectly normal for her sister’s best friend to be touching her most intimate part before she started to lower herself down onto the rug, taking me with her. She kept hold of my wrist the whole way down and once seated she spread her legs wider. By know I was on my knees staring straight into the fabulous cleavage as she gently used my hand against her pussy. I curled my fingers inwards and speared deep inside her causing her to gasp and moan as I thrust firmly in and out before pulling it out to rub her soaking pussy even more firmly. As her gasps became even more frequent I bent my head and kissed the tops of those magnificent breasts, desperate for her to know that I wanted her and that she could do whatever she liked with me. Her fingers scrabbled at the side of her corset and found the zip and in an instant my mouth was glued to her huge left nipple. I was about to move on to the right one as her orgasm hit her almost causing her to pass out. God, it was wonderful!

When she had recovered a little she pulled us both to our feet and gently ushered us to her room. She must have spent half an hour once we were there just kissing, touching every part of my body except one as she slowly stripped my clothes off. I was so turned on that when she finally touched my clit I almost exploded, I thought my heart had stopped and my blood was flowing backwards it was that intense. During that night Helen and I learned things about our bodies and those of our lovers that we have never forgotten. I learned how much I love the taste of pussy, how I am more satisfied by sex with my own sex than sex with a man and that I’m not the only one!

It was wonderful and life changing and I’m so so glad it happened. For the record we spent the next few weeks together, endless days and night entwined exploring each others bodies. My hands and lips always seemed to taste of her, my lips were never far from her lips or her pussy………….and then, in September she went to uni. She came back at half term and told me about the love of her life, the (female) hockey captain from Leeds…we had one last night when she ‘tried to make it up to me’ by doing everything to me that she had learned from her new love. It was exciting and stimulating and I had orgasm after orgasm but it wasn’t the same. She didn’t love me.

As first times go it was very special though, and wherever Helen is now I hope she is having her pussy licked!!!

Oh, and by the way – Beth? She married Jason in the end and they now have two lovely daughters. Ahhh…

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Ginny is shocked to be selected to naked when her college embraces the Program.

Futa Naked In School – Futa’s Naked Temptation

Chapter One: Ginny Bares All

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

Ginny Reynolds’s Week, Monday

“They have to be announcing the start of the Program,” my futa-girlfriend, Samantha, said, her arm around my shoulder.

“Try not to sound so excited,” I muttered, my stomach churning as the students of Joanna Rogers College flowed across the open grounds towards the gymnasium. “I bet you want to see one of those busty girls like Claire Nowell or Janice Simms I saw you drooling over.”

“Ginny, don’t sound like that,” Samantha said, tightening her arm as she glanced down at my chest. “You don’t have anything to feel ashamed of.”

At eighteen, I thought I was blossoming well, my breasts nice and round. Maybe I’d be as busty as some of those other girls in year or two. My cheeks went pink as I felt her gaze. I squirmed in her arm, pressing against her. She had a jaunt to her step, her green eyes flashing. Her brown hair, cut into a cute bob, swayed as it framed her delicate face, her lips pink and kissable.

I enjoyed kissing those lips a lot.

“I bet Candice is eager to see some big boobs bouncing naked around the school,” Samantha said, glancing past me to my best friend.

Candice, a nerdy futa, blushed to her blonde roots. Her pigtails swayed about her shoulders while her blue eyes darted away from me, her glasses shifting on her nose. She wore a high-necked dress, like usual, the hem falling down to her ankles. Some futas like to show off as much skin as girls. Samantha herself wore a tight, pink t-shirt that molded to her small breasts. Her lack of bra was evident, her nipples puckered high. She wore a style of jeans not unlike my own, though hers was cut different in the crotch to accommodate a clit-dick.

What would it be like to have a clit that thrust out from the folds of my pussy… I’d had only see naked futas in pictures in health text books. It seemed so strange to see familiar labia wrapped about the base of the thrusting cock.

“Stop teasing her,” I told Samantha as we reached the gymnasium.

“Look, there’s Denice,” Samantha said, nodding to the busty blonde, her hair gathered in an elegant, French braid. She was standing at the entrance, handing out flyers. “She your type of girl?”

“Maybe she’s your type of girl,” I muttered, giving Samantha a look as she eyed the busty Junior, the twenty-year-old girl’s tits almost falling out of her halter top, a giggling smile on her lips.

“Won’t you vote for me for Homecoming Queen,” Denice said, thrusting a purple flyer out at my futa-girlfriend.

“Sure!” Samantha said, snatching up the flyer, a huge grin on her face.

I gave a snort of disgust and wiggled out of her arm, stalking off into the physical education building without her, glancing at Candice. She gave me a supportive smile. She was such a sweet futa. I had to find her a girlfriend. She didn’t date at all in high school, and now that we were in college, I wanted to make sure that she found someone and poke out of her shell.

“Did she have nice tits?” I asked Candice, a sudden worry twisting through me.

Candice shrugged. “Maybe too big, I guess.”

I made a note about that. Not a busty girl for Candice.

“Hey, wait, Ginny!” Samantha shouted, darting up. “You’re not mad because I took a dumb flyer?”

I arched an eyebrow at my futa-girlfriend.

“Look!” She balled it up and threw it in the trash. “There. No more flyer. Okay. I’ll vote for Umeko Himura instead.”

I kept looking at her.

“I’ll pen your name in for Homecoming Queen,” she said, slipping her arm around my shoulder, her nipples hard against her top. “We should have a cute redhead for our queen this year.”

A little flutter shot through me. “You better make sure I win.”

Her smile slipped a bit. I couldn’t help giggling.

We passed the locker rooms and neared the entrance to the gymnasium. A girl with sandy-blonde hair stood on a box. She was an older girl, another junior or senior, I think. It was the second week of school, I hardly knew my fellow freshman. She was dressed as conservatively as Candice, a white dress buttoned to her neckline, the sleeves long despite the warm, early September day.

“Do not stand up for the perversity of the Program,” she said, a golden cross flashing about her neck. “If we refuse to strip naked and parade around the campus, then it won’t get a foothold here. If you are chosen, pledge to the Purity Society that you want give in to their pressures. The Program only brings fornication and—”

“I like fornication,” shouted Shelena.

I groaned, spotting the tall, African-American futa. She was a sophomore, the nineteen-year-old bitch thought she was goddess’s gift to girls. She was in my PE class. I always felt her eyes roaming my body. She leered at all of us girls, especially the freshmen in the class.

“That’s what you need, Lola,” Shelena continued. “A nice, big, Black futa-dick to help you out!”

“See!” Lola shouted, her face going red. She stabbed her finger at Shelena. “This is what the Program does. Makes us think it is acceptable to say things like that! Boycott this perversity. Do not let it take root in our school.” Her gaze swept around while a cadre of futas and girls, equally dressed like they were from the fifties or something, nodded their heads as they ringed her, holding their pamphlets. “Wear a purity bracelet, a pledge between you and goddess that you’ll be free of sin.”

Her eyes fell on me, blue and intense, burning with an unnatural fire. I shuddered, hanging against Samantha. She tightened her arm around me while my thoughts wondered what I would do if I was chosen. The Program wasn’t… terrible. They did say no girl made it her whole week with her cherry intact and…

Would it be so bad to surrender my virginity to Samantha?

We flowed past Lola and her Purity Society while I kept my head ducked low, not wanting Shelena to see me. I swallowed as we found seats in the bleachers, about midway up. I sat between my futa-girlfriend and friend. Candice pulled out a book, a technical manual on some sort of video equipment. She was in the A/V club, of course.

The entire gymnasium buzzed as the student body of Rogers College filled the stands. I swallowed, my heart racing. Was it truly the Program? I stared down at the center of the gymnasium where our school’s president, a fellow redhead like me, waited. Ms. McTaggart was a futa, though, standing tall before a portable podium with a mic facing the stands.

“Thank you, thank you for coming,” she said with such energy. She had a bright-red blouse and black skirt, her legs clad by dark pantyhose. She clapped her hands together, almost bouncing like a schoolgirl than a futa in her forties. “This is a wonderful day for Rogers College. As you may all be wondering, yes, Rogers is enrolling in the Program!”

A ripple ran through the crowd. A strange… excitement swelled through me. I shifted in my seat, my hands rubbing at my jeans. My pussy grew… wet. I bit my lip, staring down by the president realizing I was about to see a naked futa for the first time.

“We’ll be doing one student from each year,” Ms. McTaggart continued, her voice full of peppy energy. “Two futas and two girls. Now isn’t that exciting?”

A roar rippled through the crowd, many futas standing up, a few girls, too. I swallowed, my nipples pressing hard against my bra. I found my self playing with my fiery locks. My chest felt tight. There were five hundred students at our college. That meant I had less than a 1% chance of being chosen. But…

Did I want to be?

I swallowed.

“Now, for those who don’t know, the Program is an amazing opportunity for you young people to get to know your bodies. In the wake of the Sexual Freedom Act decriminalizing public nudity, obscenity laws, and incest laws, the Program was established to help young people become comfortable with their bodies.

“For one week, those chosen to participate in the Program will have to attend classes naked, will have to use the opposite gender’s facilities from restrooms to locker rooms, and is free to perform any sexual acts you consent to. At the beginning of any class, you have ten minutes to ask for ‘satisfaction.’ This can range from masturbation to asking for a volunteer to service you in a variety of fashion, even full penetration.”

A bunch of futas cheered, and I swear Samantha wanted to as she shifted beside me. I hoed it was me she wanted to penetrate. My cheeks burned at that thought.

The president waited for the cheering to die before continuing, “Further, professors may use you in their lessons on topics of biology, sexual health, and any other creative uses they may come up with.”

I swallowed, my entire body shivering. Sex in class… I glanced at Samantha, seeing the hungry grin on her face. She glanced at me. That gleam made me shiver. Did she want me in the Program? Did she picture us having sex before everyone?

“Students in the Program have to comply with any reasonable request. They can be groped and touched, they can be stimulated to orgasm so long as no penetration of any orifice occurs. They have to pose for pictures.” She paused. “So… if you see a naked futa and want to stroke her cock until she cums, that’s okay.”

“Or finger a girl until she orgasms?” asked Shelena. Of course she would say that.

“So long as those fingers don’t penetrate the girl’s pussy,” President McTaggart said. “Any one who violates these rules will be… punished. Harshly. I will brook no crossing of these lines. If you’re in the Program and someone tries to penetrate you without your permission , whether futa or female, report to my office or a professor immediately.” Then her smile brightened. “Now that we have that out of the way, let’s get stated. Our computer picked the names randomly from the student body.” She pulled her cell phone out of her pocket. “First up, the freshmen. Ginny Reynolds.”

My jaw dropped.

“Yes!” hissed Samantha.

Candice gasped beside me, shooting me a concerned look.

“Come on down, Ginny,” President McTaggart said, her green eyes sweeping over the crowd. “Don’t be shy.”

“Be pure!” Lola shouted from somewhere in the crowd.

My heart pounded so fast while I felt everyone staring at me as I stood up. I couldn’t help myself. I was in a daze, stunned by what had happened. My hands were sweaty. I rubbed them on my jeans as I stumbled forward. I swallowed, my mouth dry. This couldn’t be happening. It had to be a mistake. They couldn’t have called my name.

Not me.

Other names were called as I slid myself through the crowd. I hardly noticed. I couldn’t heart over my screaming heart. The tightness in my chest squeezed at me. I struggled to breathe as I squeezed by the students.

A hand grabbed my ass, squeezing.

A hot shiver ran through me. I would have to be groped a lot. Touched, caressed. I bit my lip, my fiery hair dancing about my shoulders. This felt like a nightmare. I had to be dreaming. I wished I was dreaming. And yet…

That heat burned inside of me. This strange… exhilaration surged through me, almost feeding on my fear. I reached the steps and stumble down them, my sneakers squeaking on the steps. Another hand grabbed my butt, squeezing me through jeans and panties.

“Damn, what a cute redhead,” I heard a futa groan.

“Look at that ass,” said another.

“She’s cute.”

“Freshman with freckles. Hot!”

“I hope she chooses me for satisfaction. I got nine inches with her name on it.”

“More like three, Poise!”

I passed the second to last row and saw Shelena grinning at me. The Black futa’s thick lips were spread wide. Her tight blouse molded to her large tits, her nipples hard. She winked at me as her hand slid down her body to her tight jeans, her cock bulged them, forming a tent bigger than any my futa-girlfriend had ever tented.

I swallowed as a giddy sort of ripple washed out of my pussy.

Then I was out at the stage and stumbling to Ms. McTaggart. The president smiled at me and clapped her hands together. Her mouth moved, but her words rippled around me without me understanding them. My breath came so fast. My heart thundered in my chest. Heat flowed through me.

Her hands cupped my face, her green eyes staring into mine. I think they were the same hue as mine. “You have to get naked, Ginny.” Then she kissed me right on the mouth. Not long or fast. But enough to send a wild thrill through me. “Okay?”

“Okay,” I panted, my heart thundering.

I had to. It was the rule. With the entire school watching me. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I almost felt like a different person, like my mind had drifted from my body and I watched it move on its own. Fingers grabbed the hem of my blue blouse and pulled it up my body, exposing my pale skin. I was so fair, as white as you could come.

The cheers swelled. Everyone watched as the president took my blouse from me, folding it up and putting it in a clear, plastic bag. I swallowed and then kicked off my sneakers. I went for my jeans next, still dazed.

This was really happening.

My head snapped around as I unzipped my jeans. I rolled them down my hips as I searched for something to anchor my spinning world. The heat burning in my pussy frightened me. My nipples ached. I licked my lips, searching for Samantha.

I found her sitting by Candice, both watching me. My best friend and my futa-girlfriend. I stared at them as I stepped out of my jeans, my toes curling in my pink, ruffled socks. I handed my jeans over to the president. They vanished in the bag.

Others joined me. The other girl, a senior, and the two futas. I hardly noticed them, staring at Samantha and Candice. They would support me. Help me out. I would be groped and touched by anyone who wanted me, but I was still Samantha’s.

I reached behind me and unhooked my bra. I slipped it off my shoulders, my round breasts coming into view. They bounced and jiggled, my pink nipples hard, my areolas puffy and swollen. Samantha leaned forward, such a look of hunger in them. Even Candice was watching. She pushed up her glasses.

My fingers slid down to my cute panties. They had a heart on my rump and a little bit of lace around the waistband. A girl should feel like a woman beneath her clothing. That was what my mom always said. I hooked my thumbs in them.

This was really happening. I was really doing this.

I shoved them down.

The gymnasium burst into applause as my trimmed, fiery bush came into view. My cheeks burned. My virgin pussy clenched. I hoped no one could tell I was wet. That I had little beads of dew clinging to my hairs. I stepped out of my panties, straightened, part of me wanting to hide my body, to shrink and cower.

Another part of me… like the attention. All these futas, and more than a few girls, stared at me with such hunger. I could feel them eager to touch me. I found Samantha’s eyes and… Candice stared with that same hunger. My friend lusted for me.

“That’s my girlfriend!” Samantha whooped, her voice echoing across the stage.

The groping began almost at once. The moment the president ended the ceremony, futas swarmed me. They came at me from all directions. Some had their cameras out. Others had their hands outstretched. Teal Constable, from my French and technical writing classes, grabbed my right breast with a bold grin on her lips, her green eyes flash. She thumbed my nub.

Another futa shoved her hand between my thighs. I gasped as she rubbed right across my virgin lips, shouting, “She’s dripping wet! What a slut!”

My cheeks burned even as a wave of pleasure shot through me.

“Look at these nipples,” groaned Teal groping my tit. “They’re so cute and puffy.”

“Can I suck on one,” a futa that had to be a senior asked, her brown eyes glassy. “Please.”

“No!” I gasped.

But I couldn’t stop her from playing with the other nub, massaging it. pleasure shot through my body. It was nothing like masturbating or even when Samantha rubbed my tits while we made out. She always did it through my blouse. Now… now there was nothing stopping the contact. The fingers rubbing at my pussy made my snatch melt. My juices flowed. A tangy musk filled the air.

“Grope my cock!” groaned another futa, grabbing my hand and shoving it into her skirt. I felt her bulge through there.

I had to squeeze it. That was the rules. It wasn’t penetration. I felt her girth through her dress and panties, my cheeks burning. I’d never done this for Samantha, and now… I was touching a strange futa’s clit-dick.

“She feels even hotter,” the futa rubbing my cunt said. “And she’s got a cherry. Damn. Someone’s going to be lucky.”

“Can it be me, Ginny,” Teal asked, her green shining with lust. “Please, please, I’ll make it good for you. You’ll cum hard.”

“No!” I gasped. “Only Samantha can have that.”

“That’s right, moldy cunt!” snarled Samantha. She pressed through the crowd and threw her arm around my shoulder. “Get back, Teal. This is my girl!”

“It’s the Program!” a futa objected. “We can touch her.”

“But only I get to fuck her!” Samantha said, sounding like she owned me. “This is my pussy!”

I gasped as her hand that was around my waist reached around me, following the descending V of my hip, and reached my bush. She slid through my silky hairs and touched my pussy. My clit. Sparks flared through me as she cupped my vulva and massaged my labia.

Pleasure crashed through me. All the touching was too much for me. I threw back my head and screamed out in rapture. Samantha’s fingers stimulated my little clit, making it ache and throb. My eyes fluttered. The pleasure rippled over me. Stars washed across my vision.

“She’s cumming!” a futa moaned.

“What a slut!” Teal gasped. “You set her off, Samantha!”

“Nice!”

“Course I did,” Samantha said, stroking my clit while my knees trembled. Juices gushed out of me, pouring hot down my thighs. “She’s my girl. I know how to get her off.”

I clung to Samantha, my pussy convulsing, as she pulled me through the crowd. I moaned and panted, pleasure washing through me again and again. My bare feet slapped on the linoleum. I groaned, my eyes rolling back in my head. It was so much. The room spun around me.

“Samantha!” I moaned.

“That’s right,” she said, grinning at me, her brown hair framing her flushed face. “You’re mine, Ginny. I won’t let them molest you. I’ll make your pussy cum. You need it, come to me.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned.

Then Candice was there, opening the door that led out of the gym, giving me a supportive smile. She kept her hands to herself as Samantha hurried me out of the gym, leaving the crowds to swarm the senior girl and the two futas.

I was just grateful I had Samantha and Candice. My nerdy friend blocked the door, giving Samantha a head start to get us to our history class we shared together. I buzzed from the thrill of it.

I came so fast. So hard.

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My first day passed in a surreal blur. I was groped all the time, my pussy kept on the edge. I was tempted to ask for satisfaction, but I didn’t. I was horny. Eager to get home and masturbate myself to a fiery delight.

Or to let Samantha do things to me.

She couldn’t keep her hands off of me. She had open invitation to grope my naked body. To finally enjoy all the things I kept from her this long. She squeezed my breasts, kneaded my ass, and felt up my pussy. She licked my juices off her fingers, grinning at me.

“When you’re ready,” she whispered as she led me to the president’s office to get my clothing, “I’ll take your cherry. I don’t care how many people are watching or… You could come over to my house.”

“I have homework,” I told her, squirming. Was I ready to give her that last delight. The way she spoke… “I don’t need to do that.”

“Yet,” she said, squeezing my naked ass, her eyes watching my round breasts sway. “Yet. At the very least, ask for satisfaction, and I’ll eat your pussy. Maybe you can suck my cock, too.”

“Maybe,” I promised. I kissed her and headed into the president’s office.

I got my clothes back and the president also handed me a purple sash that said “Rogers College Program” in gold letters. “If you wear that, no one will give you a hassle if you go naked. You might even get discounts at stores. Things are changing. Nudity is allowed. You’re so lucky to get to enjoy it.”

I bit my lip and shook my head. I dressed. I’d leave that to a more adventurous girl even as my pussy itched for me to give it a try. I was feverish with passion. I ached so much. I shivered and emerged dressed to find Candice waiting.

“Where’s Samantha?” I asked.

Candice shrugged. “Are we still working on that project today?”

“Right,” I said, biting my lip. I so needed to masturbate. “Do you mind if we…?”

“It’s fine,” she said, smiling. “I get it. Today must have been a lot.” She gave me a quick, fleeting hug. “See you tomorrow.”

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Tuesday

Arriving at my college for the second day was when reality hit me. Yesterday passed in such a daze of shock and teasing pleasure that I truly didn’t process what it meant to go naked through the school. I was turned on all day. A ball of lust compelling me to masturbate for an hour when I got home last night.

I rubbed my poor pussy raw.

My eighteen-year-old body shook and shuddered. I licked my lips, my heart racing as I stared at the door. Samantha squeezed my hand, my futa-girlfriend’s delicate face gave me a supportive smile as we approached President McTaggart standing at the door, beaming.

“Good morning, Ginny!” she said, holding the plastic bag in her hand, rustling it. “Shall we?”

My cheeks burned and I nodded. Futas lingered around, all with their phones out. They were like a pack of wolves, all hungry and salivating to feast on me. I shivered, a strange heat rippling through my body, flowing from my pussy.

“All right, babe,” Samantha said, rubbing her hands together, her eyes as hungry as the other futas. “I love seeing you naked. You’re so cute.”

“Samantha,” I groaned, my body shivering.

“I hope you ask for relief in our English class,” she continued. “I’ll take care of you. I promise.”

I bit my lip. Everyone was staring at me. I had to go naked. My heart pounded faster and faster. My chest crushed down on my lungs. I couldn’t breathe. My blouse felt so tight around me, my hips wiggling. I was on fire. I was terrified. I was horny. Scared. Excited. Anxious. I was so many emotions.

“It’ll be okay,” Candice said, her hand resting on my shoulder. Giving me a squeeze. “Okay.”

I glanced at my nerdy friend, the futa’s blonde pigtails swaying about her face. Her blue eyes were soft behind her glasses. She had a supportive smile on her lips. I stared into her eyes for a moment and nodded my head. I slipped off my sandals, I didn’t bother with socks today.

“She’s taking it off!” Samantha whooped, a big grin on her face.

“Samantha!” I groaned, my cheeks burning as I unbuttoned my blouse.

She grinned at me as she sidled close and then she tugged down my skirt, kneeling before me. I shuddered as she knelt there, her brown hair framing her cute face. I trembled as she exposed my lilac panties, a purple bow right over my pubic mound. I whimpered as I kept unbuttoning my blouse. Another wave of heat shot through my body. These excited, scared ripples made me tremble. This was so naughty. I couldn’t believe this was happening. It was so wild. My head was dizzy from the passion surging through me.

I stepped out of my skirt then shrugged out of my blouse, my bra matching my panties. Samantha stared up at me with hunger. Phones flashed and strobed around me. They clicked as the watching futas witnessed my underwear, immortalizing this moment in digital bytes.

“You know she wore those cute panties to be seen by us,” a futa groaned. “She’s such a slut.”

“I know. I can’t wait for her to become a true whore and just start fucking everyone. You know that’s what happens to girls in the Program.”

“That’s not happening!” Samantha snarled, bouncing to her feet. Her face was red. “My girlfriend isn’t a whore. She’s not fucking anyone but me!”

“Yeah!” I said, blinking at the intensity in Samantha’s words as she trembled there, her cock tenting her jeans. “I’m her girlfriend.”

“We’ll see,” laughed Xanth, a Hispanic futa from my health class. “We’ll see.”

Samantha hissed then whirled around and fell to her knees again. She ripped down my panties hard, exposing my fiery bush. She leaned forward and, to my surprise, kissed my pussy right on the clit. It didn’t violate the rules of the Program. Not so long as she didn’t suck or use her tongue. I gasped as the shock ran through my body, rippling through me.

“This is my pussy,” Samantha moaned, her eyes staring up at me with such intensity that…

It surprised me. I felt like an object, even more than from the futas staring at me with such lust in their eyes as they took pictures of me. I shuddered, staring down at my futa-girlfriend. She bolted to her feet, holding my panties up for all to see. Then she shoved them in her skirt pocket and marched inside.

I shivered and unhooked my bra. The moment I handed it over to the president, the futas descended on me. “Enjoy,” Ms. McTaggart said. “This is your moment to let your body be free. To own it, Ginny. Own your sexuality.”

Then there were hands touching me from every direction. A flurry of sensations shot through me. Fingers rubbed at my stomach, my breasts, my nipples. They stroked my virginal pussy lips and stroked through my pubic hair. They touched me everywhere. My skin was on fire. I gasped, my fear swallowed up by the lust surging through my body.

I swayed, moaned. The world spun around me. Their fingers drove me wild. Their requests all blurred together. I couldn’t process what was going on. My body trembled. I moaned, whimpered. My eyes squeezed shut as spots burst across before my vision.

“I… I…” I moaned, my body responding. My body was alive, a collection of sexual stimuli. My juices flowed. My nipples throbbed. Fingers pinched my nubs and stroked my puffy areolas. “Oh, Goddess!”

Fingers rubbed at my pussy lips, brushed my clit. I gasped, my eyes fluttering. The world spun around me. I would have fallen over except the press of futas around me was so much. My hands brushed their bodies, jeans and skirts. Their breasts brushed my naked arms. I felt their nipples through their blouses and t-shirts.

My knees trembled. I groaned and…

Candice appeared before me. She snagged me and pulled me out of the den, shouting, “She has to get to class! Come on, out of the way. Let her go. We all have to get to class.”

Candice pulled me free. I shuddered, clutching her hand, juices pouring down my thighs. I panted and groaned. My eyes fluttered. I groaned as she clutched my hand and led me into the hallway, my bare feet slapping on the floor.

I panted, coming down from the pleasure coursing through my veins. I was on fire. My entire body trembled. I sucked in deep breaths as she led me deeper and deeper into the hallway. I clutched her hand as si stumbled behind her.

“Thanks,” I said as we hurried past other students who were melting into classrooms.

“You’re welcome,” she said, flashing me a grin, her torso turning. I couldn’t help but notice the bulge in the front of her conservative skirt. “We’re almost there.”

I nodded, panting.

We reached our math class taught by Miss Adair, a mousy woman who stood quietly at the classroom door. Her brown eyes flicked up to me. She pursed her lips as I felt her eyes on my naked, round breasts.

“Ginny, do you need satisfaction?” she asked me.

I felt everyone in the classroom sitting at their desks straightened, futas and girls. They all had an eager look, even the girls. It was like the girls had… permission to enjoy something we weren’t supposed to enjoy: live porn. I would be putting on a show for them, acting like a slut like those futas out front thought of me. I was horny, but…

I could control myself.

“No thank you, Miss Adair,” I told my math professor.

“Then sit down and let’s get started,” she said and turned around to the blackboard covered in math equations.

My passions simmered through my class, almost entirely gone by my math class finished. But then I had to run the gauntlet to my next class, getting stroked and groped, getting caressed and teased. My vulva grew swollen again, my nipples hard. Juices stained my thighs, my tangy musk filled my nose the entire time.

Slowly, though, my passions dwindled and dwindled until it was time for my second class. PE. I hurried through the halls. Or tired to. Futas stopped to have me pose in sexy ways. It was… fun. I felt so desired. Beautiful. They all wanted me, lusted for me. It gave me… confidence. It was surprising to experience. I didn’t know I could feel… good about myself by baring it all. I was showing off my eighteen-year-old body for all to see.

I cupped my breasts. I bent over and showed my ass and pussy off. I even parted my folds to show off my cherry. The futas cheered me on. I smiled, feeling amazing. I was in the process of posing for a pair of nerdy futas from the A/V club when Samantha saw me.

She glowered and stalked forward. “Hey, cut that out! She needs to get to class.”

Their cameras flashed and they groaned as Samantha photobomed them, stepping up between me and the cameras. The nerdy futas scowled, their hair swaying about their plain faces, then they scurried off, skirts swishing. Samantha shook her head.

“You okay?”

“I’m fine,” I said.

She glanced at my thighs. “You’re going to need satisfaction, right?” She grinned at me. “I’ll be ready. History class. Just make it through PE, and I’ll make you explode.”

“I will,” I told her. I… I would need it. I was so horny. I didn’t know how much more I could take.

She hugged and kissed me, her lips hot. My nipples throbbed against her small tits, separated by her t-shirt. Her nipples were hard pebbles that brushed mine, sending tingles down to my pussy. I groaned, part of me wanting to hump her right now.

I could lose my cherry to her. That was how horny I was.

I broke away and said, “I’ll be late. I got to go!”

She nodded.

I rushed to my PE class. I didn’t have to change save for putting on my PE shoes. Which were in the girl’s locker room still. Today, I would transfer my clothing to the futas’. I darted in there, pulled those and my gym socks on, the locker room already empty of girls. I then raced to the gymnasium and—

“There she is,” Shelena said, the Black futa standing tall in a pair of purple bloomers that molded to her large cock, her ebony legs smooth and long. Her tank top cupped her large tits. She had such a hungry grin on her face. “Looking just fine today, Ginny. Love that red bush. You’re just soaked.”

My face went scarlet. The way she looked at me was so bold. Confident. I shivered as my sneakers squeaked on the gym floor. My heart pounded. I wanted to look away. I felt Candice nearby, wearing similar purple bloomers. She hovered on my peripheral, but Shelena had my gaze caught.

She sauntered to me and cupped my breast, her ebony fingers squeezing my ivory tit. “Need satisfaction. I’ll give you the bliss that your little limp-dick futa-girlfriend’s never gave you.”

“I… I…”

I could ask for satisfaction. My pussy burned. Posing for all those futas was so exciting but… but… Samantha. I was her girlfriend. She… she… thought she owned me. I swallowed. My heart screamed in my chest.

“Well, Ginny,” asked Coach Miller, a woman dressed in purple bloomers and tank top like everyone but me wore, “do you need satisfaction?”

“It’s okay if you do,” Candice said, her voice soft. “Or if you don’t.”

I glanced at her. She smiled at me and pushed her glasses up.

Shelena squeezed my tit hard and hissed, “Buzz off, pencil-dick.”

Anger flared through me. “I don’t need satisfaction, Coach! I’m fine!”

Shelena glanced back at my tits. Her dark thumb rubbed across my pink nipple and puffy areola. A ripple surged through me. My cunt clenched hard. Heat shot through me. I wanted satisfaction. My body needed it.

“Never from you,” I hissed.

The coach blew her whistle. “Stretches! Shelena, you can grope Ginny later.”

Shelena purred, “Oh, I will.”

I shivered as she darted away. She was so sexy and yet so nasty. I hated her and hated my body for even enjoying a smidgen of her touching. I whirled around, my pussy dripping more juices down my thighs as I began stretching my body, my breasts swaying and…

Every futa was behind me. I could feel them all staring at my ass and pussy as I bent over. I felt so exposed to them, my virginity on display to their hungry eyes. As I reached for my toes, I saw them through my legs all half-assing their stretches to ogle me. Especially Shelena. I saw a bead of my cream running down my thigh, proving how much this excited me. My red bush was soaked to a dark crimson.

“Just ignore them,” Candice said beside me. “You’re beautiful. They like looking at you. But they can’t do more than that right now.”

I glanced at her. She wasn’t ogling me but reaching for her toes, her round breasts swaying in her tank top, her glasses slipping on her nose. I shuddered at how… reasonable she sounded. I swallowed and nodded.

“Thanks.”

She nodded her head.

Unlike my first two classes, I didn’t get to cool down in PE. Not with my tits bouncing as we ran around the inside of the gym. The futas all followed behind me, led by Shelena. All except Candice. She jogged in front of me with the other girls forming a pack at the lead, all of them bunched together, whispering.

I knew who they were whispering about.

My breasts ached. I pressed them to my chest to keep them from bouncing, missing my sports bra. My legs burned from the run, my body sweaty. My pale, freckled skin gleamed beneath the lights as we broke off into teams to play volleyball. Coach Miller loved volleyball.

Well, she did coach our school’s team.

Shelena managed to get herself on my opposing team. She grinned as she kept knocking the ball at me, forcing me to move, to make my tits heave for her amusement. I couldn’t help but notice her cock tenting the front of her shorts. She was hung, bigger than the other futas in the class. Than my futa-girlfriend. She kept licking her thick lips and squeezing her own tits while arching her eyebrows.

My nipples throbbed.

Why did she have to be so sexy?

Finally, it was time to hit the showers. I swallowed and forced myself to scurry into the futas’ locker room. It was much the same as the girls, the lockers the same faded, blue-green. I found an empty one and put my shoes and socks in it, slapping my padlock on it. Then I rushed to the locker. I couldn’t even wrap myself up in a towel.

The showers had stalls but were open from the outside. Metal dividers gave me some sense of privacy, however, as I took the far one and turned on the water. There was liquid soap provided, sitting on a shelf. I squeezed out a pump and lathered my hands.

“Mmm, I am looking forward to being washed by those hands,” Shelena said.

I squeaked and whirled around. The Black futa stood naked there, her breasts big and soft, topped by fat, dark brown nipples. Her cock thrust from the shaved folds of her pussy, the pink labia contrasting with her ebony skin. Her dick throbbed and pulsed before her. It was so huge, an dark shaft reaching for my stomach.

“I… I…” I stammered, a wave of lust shooting through me. We were so alone in here. I backed into the spray, the warm water soaking my hair, matting it to my head.

“It’s a reasonable request,” she said. “Me washing you. You washing me. You can’t refuse. Unless…” She arched her eyebrows. “…you want to get in trouble.”

I swallowed, my hands trembling. She was so right. I shuddered and, my hands coated in sudsy lather, reached for her shoulders. I touched her silky skin. She was sleek and hot as I washed down to her arms, her muscles toned from playing football. She wasn’t ripped like a futa-bodybuilder, but still had feminine softness to her.

A lithe sleekness that made my mouth dry.

I wanted to wash her quickly. I worked up and down her arms then attacked her sides, soaping her ebony skin while her breasts swayed. She reached past me to lather up her own hands. She coated them in her suds and went straight for my tits.

I gasped at the contact of her hands on my breasts. She engulfed my round mounds, squeezing them, her palms massaging my puffy nipples. Electricity shot down to my hot pussy. My body shuddered. My hands squeezed her sides as she soaped my boobs.

“Don’t forget mine,” she said. “Futas need their nipples washed, too.”

I whimpered and slid my hands up her body. She was taller than me, her breasts almost at my eye level. My hands reached them. I cupped them, touching a futa’s tits for the first time. They were softer than my own. Hers were pillowy. I groaned as I kneaded them, smearing the bubbly lather across her dark flesh. She smiled, her fingers roaming my own tits.

We washed each other, our eyes locked. This magnetic heat rippled through me. My feet inched me a little closer to her. The tip of her cock nudged into my belly. I groaned at the heat of it, my hands digging into her tits.

“Mmm, yes, let’s get each other squeaky clean,” she purred, her eyes so dark, almost swallowing me up. Her thumbs circled my nipples, pressing on them. Every stroke shivered my body.

My thumbs found her fatter nubs. I coated them in suds, played with them. She purred, her hips wiggling from side to side. My pussy’s ache swelled. My virgin depths ached to be penetrated. My heart screamed in my chest as foggy lust bathed my mind.

I couldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t be doing this. I was Samantha’s girlfriend. I… I loved her. And… and…

“Now there are other places that need washing,” Shelena purred, her voice a rich, throaty contralto, so full of her feminine desire.

“Okay,” I moaned, swallowing. I had to do this. For the Program. It was only cheating if we had sex. And I wouldn’t.

Right?

Our hands moved together, sliding down the other’s torso. Her fingers were surprisingly gentle as they stroked across my stomach. Hers was flat and toned while mine felt soft. Then I was washing at her pubic mound while she stroked through my soaked bush. Water cascaded down my back and over my shoulders, caressing me, exciting me almost as much as her fingers.

My toes curled. I whimpered.

I grasped her futa-cock.

She cupped my pussy.

We washed each other. I bit my lip, stroking up and down her futa-shaft, coating it in suds while such delight rippled through me. She touched my pussy lips just right. She wasn’t fumbling like futas who groped me throughout the day. She had rubbed a girl’s snatch before. She touched my labia just so, teasing me. My toes curled. A tremble raced through me as she caressed up to my clit.

My hand squeezed on her dick as she massaged my bud.

I whimpered and groaned. Pleasure surged through me. I stroked her cock faster and faster. It pulsed and throbbed in my hand. It was so hot and hard, and yet had a softness to it. A strange contradiction of sensations. Her crown was spongy.

She moaned when I brushed it.

“That’s it,” she said, leaning her head closer. “Mmm, we’re just washing each other, aren’t we?”

“Yes,” I moaned, breathy. If this kept up, up I would cum.

She kept stroking my clit, rubbing it slow circles as she loomed over me. Her head lowered to mine. I gasped, pressing back into the shower knobs. I couldn’t move any farther back. She pressed forward, her tits brushing above mine, her nipples hard. Her cock’s tip rubbed harder into my stomach.

“Let me wash your pussy with something else,” she whispered, her lips inches from mine, about to claim them. I quivered there.

“What?” I gasped, so confused. I couldn’t think. My heart pumped heat through my body. To my mind. My brain boiled.

Her hand pulled away from my clit to grasp her own futa-cock above my stroking hand. She moved her cock with skill. She pressed it through my bush to my pussy lips. She caressed my clit, sliding up against it, brushing my hot folds.

She pressed on my virginity.

A sudden panic shot through me. As her lips came in to claim mine, I gasped, “No, no, you can’t do that! You can’t penetrate me! That goes against the rules.”

“Mmm, it’s okay,” she purred, sliding her thick cock’s tip against the folds of my pussy. It felt so amazing. My cunt clenched deep inside of me, aching to be touched there. To finally be caressed. “You’re going to love it.”

“I have a futa-girlfriend.”

“It’s your Program week,” she said. “You don’t have a futa-girlfriend.”

“I’m a virgin,” I gasped as she pressed against my cherry again. My membrane stretched. “Please, stop.”

“All girls turn into sluts in the Program,” she said. “Just surrender into it. It’ll be over fast. A prick of pain then you’ll be screaming your head off on my cock. You’ll love it.”

“I… I…” The panic swelled. I didn’t want to lose my virginity to Shelena. I was so confused .This all felt so amazing. Her cock pressed on me, but… but… My first time should be with someone I cared with. “Stop! I said stop! You don’t have my permission! This goes against the rules.”

“Mmm, you won’t care once I penetrate you.”

“I’ll tell!” she gasped. “You’ll be in so much trouble.”

“It’ll be my word against yours.” Her grin grew. “Everyone will think you’re just saying that to hide the fact you were my slut. It’s okay. I’ll tell everyone you tried to be a good girl, but… It’s the Program. Your little futa-girlfriend will understand.”

“Please,” I whimpered, so close to surrendering. My body was on fire. The Program meant I could be naughty. Everyone knew girls were sluts during their weeks. It was my out. I could allow this big, Black futa-cock to slide into me and… “No! I don’t want you to be my first! Stop!”

“Make me,” she said and kissed me.

“I’ll make you!” a voice rang out.

Shelena broke the kiss and whirled around.

To my shock, a naked Candice stood there, her glasses off, her pigtails undone and loose, the bottoms wet from her shower. Her body was dripping, her breasts round, nipples dusky. She had a trimmed, golden bush and a hard futa-cock thrusting from her. She was…

Hung.

“You can’t force her!” Candice said, her phone held in her trembling arms. Her face was quivering, twisted, pale with fear. But she stood her ground, back straight.

“You’re gonna stop me, you little shit-gobbler?” growled Shelena, her big tits swaying as she whirled from me and advanced on my friend.

Candice didn’t retreat. She kept her phone up. “I recorded her denial, and you saying you’ll force her then lie about it. All on here.”

“And when I take that phone and smash it?” she asked.

Candice pressed the big off button. “It’s saved to the cloud. And now my phone’s locked. No getting in without my code.”

“I can just beat it out of you,” Shelena said, fists flexing.

Candice steeled herself. I shuddered, watching her standing a head shorter, so slender, a willow before a pissed off oak. “Yes, you can. But I won’t give it up. Y-you’re a bully and… and…”

“Something going on?” Coach Miller asked, her voice tight.

“Naw, coach,” Shelena said, relaxing. “Just enjoying my reasonable request. I’m done… For today.”

“For the week,” Candice said, her voice so strong. I couldn’t believe the transformation.

Shelena snorted, then she stalked off, her hard cock and big boobs bouncing before her.

I trembled, clutching the shower divide beneath the shower, heat rushing through me. My heart pounded so hard. My body quivered as Candice sat down her phone on the nearby bench and rushed to the shower divide.

“Are you okay?” Candice asked, staring me in the eyes. “Did she hurt you, Ginny?”

I didn’t even think. I just acted.

I threw my arms around Candice’s neck, pulled my friend to me, and kissed her hot on the mouth. It was so brave what she did. So hot. She stood up to that big bully. My nerdy futa faced down Shelena without running away. She protected me.

Candice gasped into my mouth as I kissed her hard, pressing my body against hers. Her round breasts pressed into mine, our nipples brushing. Tingles raced down to my hot pussy as her futa-dick throbbed between our wet bellies.

Her shaft burned against my skin. I groaned, my body humping against hers while my lips nibbled and kissed her hard. Hers didn’t move. She let out a growing moan, something rising deep within her. Then her arms went around me, grabbing my rump. She kissed me back, thrusting her tongue into my mouth.

We made out with a hunger I’d never felt. Candice felt so bold. So strong. She was my futa-heroine. I clung to her. I gasped as she pressed me into the shower divider, the metal cool on my hot skin. The water splashed both our sides as we kissed. Her futa-dick throbbed between us.

I didn’t hesitate.

I reached between our bodies and grasped her futa-cock. I gripped the throbbing shaft in my hand. It pulsed with her heartbeat. She groaned into the kiss as I worked it down between our tight bodies. She pulled back just enough to let her spongy crown brush my stomach. My pubic mound.

My fiery bush.

Then I was rubbing her against my pussy. I slid her cock up and down what Shelena tried to take from me. I gave it to my friend. I pressed the tip of Candice’s clit-dick right against my hymen. She gasped in the kiss, breaking it.

“You’re sure?” she asked, her blue eyes glassy.

“Yes!” I moaned without any hesitation.

My futa-friend thrust her girl-cock forward. She pressed on my hymen. My maidenhead stretched and stretched. I gasped as the pain flared for a moment. And then my cherry popped with a stab of heat. Her cock slid halfway into my pussy, stretching me open. A wave of soothing bliss popped through me.

I pulled her in for a kiss as she slid her girl-dick home in me. We’d been friends since elementary school. We’d grown up together. I never saw her as a futa. Not really. She was just Candice. Shy and sweet, smart and dorky.

Now she was in me. Stretching out my cunt. The first futa to ever be inside of me. She felt amazing. I welcomed her in, moaning into her lips as she filled me up. Her pussy lips, wrapped about the base of her shaft, pressed into my labia.

I loved it.

Craved it.

For a moment, she didn’t move. She just kissed me with such a hunger. She trembled against me. Then she drew back her dick. I gasped into her lips, my snatch clinging to her shaft. The friction was incredible. It stroked my inner depths. Heat washed through me as she thrust back into me, my toes curling.

I hooked my right leg about her left, clinging to her as she drove her cock into my pussy over and over. She picked up speed, pounding me. Her pussy lips slapped into my clit. My labia drank in the impact, adding to the delight of her cock darting into me.

“Ginny!” she moaned, breaking our kiss to stare into my eyes. “Oh, wow, Ginny… I… I… This is amazing.”

“I know!” I gasped. “Ooh, Candice, yes, yes!” I hoped Shelena heard me. I kissed Candice hard, thrusting my tongue into her mouth.

She gave me such bliss.

Every stoke of her futa-dick into my pussy swelled my orgasm. It built fast and hot in me. Heat swept through my body. This wonderful, dizzying, delicious burst of bliss that shot through me. My cunt clenched around her girl-cock. I undulated my hips, loving how she plunged into me over and over. She buried into me deep and hard again and again.

My nipples throbbed against her wet nubs. They kissed, sending sparks to shower on my growing orgasm. My entire body trembled. I kissed her with such passion as I came closer and closer to that aching explosion.

I needed to cum.

“Candice!” I gasped, breaking the kiss and staring into her blue eyes. “I’m… I’m… Yes!”

I came on her girl-dick.

My pussy writhed about her cock burying into my snatch. She plunged so hard, caressing my convulsing flesh and sending wave after wave of pleasure sweeping through my body. It was incredible. The ecstasy washed through my mind, drowning my thoughts.

My vision blackened for a moment. I gripped Candice hard, my cunt convulsing about her thick futa-dick, while stars exploded across my vision. I bucked and moaned. Her plunging cock kept my orgasm alive.

It was incredible.

More powerful than any I had.

More immediate.

I felt it so deep inside of me. Her cock this hot slab burying into my depths and sending more bliss shooting through me. I clung so tight to her. I howled out my pleasure as she moaned and gasped. Her breasts rubbed on mine.

“Candice!” she moaned, her face contorting in bliss.

“Yes, yes, yes, cum!” I howled, so lost to this bliss. “Cum in me!”

She groaned, kissed me, and buried to the hilt in me.

Something hot spurted into me as she grunted into my lips. I trembled, another orgasmic rush rippling through me. Her cum flooded my pussy. She pumped blast after blast of her girl-jizz into my deflowered depths.

It felt so hot. So wonderful. So delicious. I clung to her, kissing her as my orgasm peaked in me. My pussy wrung her cock dry. She clutched me tight, pinning me to the shower stall. The water pelted my side as my pussy’s spasming slowed.

Stopped.

I just made love for the first time, and it wasn’t with Samantha.

What had I just done? Did the Program truly turn me into a slut? My body felt so amazing, but the guilt nibbled on the edges. What would happen if Samantha found about and…

I had to see her in my next class.

To be continued…

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This is part one of a several part series involving the fictional character Peter Pan. These obviously contain underage sexual acts, so if this offends you, please do not read this series. In this series, Peter is 15 years old, and is beginning to discover himself as a unaging boy, who is forever becoming a man.

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Neverland has always been the home to many different types of humans and creatures from pirates to indians and mermaids to fairies. This mystical island holds many different secrets that can only bewilder those who have never experienced them first-hand. However, out of all of the riddles this island beholds, one is more majestic then them all: the fact that anyone who is on this island will never grow older. Which leads us to the beginning of our story.

Deep within the forests of Neverland, there is a group of boys who are called the Lost Boys. The Lost Boys live in their fort that is built into a large tree, and the location is secret to all except the fairies and the boys themselves. The most magnificent of these boys is their leader, Peter Pan. Peter, if you asked him, would tell you that he was more special then any other boy in the universe. And he would be partially correct.

Peter is a 15 year old boy, who like everyone else, will not grow up. Even though he has the ability to leave Neverland, he chooses to live as a boy forever. He spends his time on the island fighting pirates, swimming with mermaids, and flying amongst the fairies. Peter absolutely loves his life. But he is soon going to learn to love his life even more.

Late one night, Peter couldn’t sleep so he decided to fly around the island for a little while. While he was flying around the bay, he heard the mermaids giggling and splashing in the water and flew down to see what game they were playing. As he got closer to the water, he noticed that the three mermaids that were splashing around had all taken their tops off. Now Peter wasn’t completely oblivious to the differences between boys and girls, however he never learned the purpose for these differences.

Knowing he shouldn’t be watching the mermaids like this, he flew down behind one of the large rocks that was just off the shore. Slowly Peter poked his head around the rock, and became amazed at the sight he was seeing. For the first time in his life, he got to see bare breasts. Better yet, he was seeing three pairs of them. Taking in the moment, Peter just hovered behind this rock, and stared.

The three mermaids at first were just splashing around, swimming around each other, and jumping out of the water, all the while laughing. The one mermaid Peter was watching most intently was the mermaid who kept jumping up on the rock underneath the waterfall and sitting underneath the falling water. She was thin, as they all were, and had whitish-blonde hair. Her tail was grayish-blue, and it sparkled in the moonlight. But the real reason Peter was so intent on watching this mermaid, was that she had the largest breasts of the three. They were much bigger then what he would be able to hold in his hands, but held firm against her body. He didn’t know why, but he had a strong desire to go and hold them in his hands.

As he was staring at this blonde mermaid, Peter almost forgot that there were two equally beautiful mermaids swimming in the water still. As he looked back down at the two in the water, he saw that they were doing something he had never seen done before. The two mermaids were holding each other in the water, and putting their lips together. Immediately Peter felt a stir in the lower part of his tunic. This isn’t the first time this has happened, but he still did not know what to do with it. He just knew that when his penis grew to its longest length, it was longer then the distance between his wrist and the tip of his middle finger, and he could barely fit his whole hand around it. He knew his was bigger then most others because him and the other Lost Boys had compared each others.

The two mermaids, which Peter was fixated on, started holding each other tighter and tighter, and even started sticking their tongues into each other’s mouths. The one mermaid had slightly pale skin with bright red hair, while the other had a darker shade of skin with pitch black hair. Both of their breasts, which were currently smashed together at the nipples, were about the same size; smaller then the blonde’s but still good sized. After a few minutes of them devouring each other’s mouths, the black haired mermaid took one of the red haired mermaids breasts into her mouth and began sucking on it, while massaging the other one. The red haired mermaid then began to moan and scream. Peter became worried and was about to go see if she was okay, but before he did the red haired mermaid groaned, “Keep going!”

Realizing she was fine, Peter continued to watch from behind the rock he was hovering by. He still had an almost uncontrolable urge to fly over and get in between the two of them, and try it on his own, but he resisted and continued to think about the warm feeling he was having. After a little while longer of this, the blonde mermaid jumped from her rock and swam to join the other two. What Peter saw next really made a fuzzy feeling run through his entire body. All three of the mermaids stuck their tongues out and touched their tips together in the center. Seeing this made Peter uncontrollably, and unaudibly, moan, causing him to cover his own mouth. He didn’t know what came over him.

Then he watched as the three mermaids began to start putting their lips and tongues together again, while the third would lick and suck on the nipples of both mermaids. The three kept switching roles until finally, both the black and red haired mermaids each took one of the blonde’s breasts into their mouths. Jealousy quickly swept over Peter, but he just watched in awe. The blonde mermaid just dropped her head back and let out audible moans and gasps, with the occasional scream. Peter didn’t know how long this would last; all he knew was that he never wanted it to end.

Just when he was getting more comfortable with his spying, he heard the blonde mermaid say something.

“Hey girls, I think we have a visitor.”

‘Oh know,’ Peter thought, he was caught. He quickly fully concealed himself behind the rock, not knowing if he should fly away, or face the mermaids. However, as fast as the fear had swept over him, it vanished when he heard another boy’s voice come from the edge of the forest.

“Good evening girls,” the boy said. “I hope you don’t mind but I brought a couple of friends with me tonight.”

As Peter remained concealed, he heard the mermaids giggle without a response, then start to swim somewhere. Slowly Peter looked out from behind the rock and saw four indian boys walking towards the rock that was underneath the waterfall. Before they reached the water, all four of them removed their clothes, then swam out and climbed onto the rock. Once they were all on the rock, they say with their legs out, and leaning slightly back being held up by their arms acting as stilts. The first thing Peter noticed was that all four of the boy’s penis’s were hard, just like his. This made him feel a little bit more comfortable, knowing what he was feeling was normal. He even felt a little cocky noticing that his was bigger then all of theirs.

The three mermaids then swam up to the rock and partially climbed onto the rock with the boys. What happened next made Peter once again have a shiver through his whole body. Each of the mermaids took one of the boys’ penises into her mouth, and started sucking on them just like they did with each other’s breasts. The blonde mermaid then reached up and grabbed the fourth boy’s penis in her hand while she sucked on the other boy. She started moving her hand up and down on the boy’s penis, and the boy moaned in approval. In fact, all the boys were in approval. And this gave Peter an idea. He thought to himself, if she can use her hand on his penis, why can’t Peter use his own hand?

Not waiting to watch the conclusion of the event unfolding, Peter quickly flew to a secluded opening in the forest. This opening was well known to Peter as he often would come to this very location to just get away for awhile. He even had a hammock set up between two trees. Once he landed on the ground, he wasted no time getting undressed. He quickly removed his tunic and his sword, then jumpled and flew over and landed himself into the hammock naked.

Even though he had quickly gotten undressed and into the hammock, now that he was there, he felt awkward grabbing himself down there. Finally when he worked himself up to grab his member, he extremely embarrassed for himself. However, all that embarassment went away when he started moving his hand up and down on his penis, and he learned how great it felt. He had a slight, but growing, tingly feeling working its way throughout his body. As this feeling got stronger, he started to stroke faster, and it started to get so pleasurable that Peter had to close his eyes. After going for a short time, he abruptly stopped and open his eyes again. He had another idea.

If the mermaid could use her mouth on the other boy’s penis, why couldn’t he do the same for himself? Without hesitation, Peter tried bending down to suck his penis. However, the hammock restricted him, not allowing himself to bend the whole way down. He thought to himself how this was an easy fix, and then flew up and hovered about ten feet off of the ground. Then he tried it again while in the air.

This time he succeeded. Peter was able to wrap his mouth around his own member. He admitted to himself that this was not the most comfortable position in the world, but the feeling of him sucking and lick his penis made him quickly forget about the awkward position. He then started to do everything he could to make this moment he was in better. The feeling he had before was even stronger, so in turn Peter sucked harder, and even started using his hand on the base of his dick where his mouth couldn’t reach. But he then abruptly stopped again. Except this time he did it because he had the sudden urge to pee.

Not wanting to pee in his mouth, he lifted his head. Unknown to him, while he was sucking himself he floated higher in the air and was now about sixty feet off the ground. Not caring about his height, he continued to use his and to stroke his member hard and fast as the urge to pee became stronger and stronger. Then the feeling overtook him. Something from deep down inside of him had just erupted from the tip of his dick, as a wave of euphoria spread through every inch of his body causing him to violently shudder. He didn’t know what was happening, but he did know that never in his life had he felt something so amazing and pleasurable. This feeling lasted several more seconds as this eruption continued to spew white warm liquid over his hand and chest and some even onto his member. Finally, when the pleasure ended, he made his way back to the ground.

After landing, he was going to go and put his tunic back on, but as he did, he realized he had this messy liquid all over his body still. He decided he would clean himself off before rerobing. He quickly took off flying through the trees to an area of water away from the mermaids. He landed on the soft sandy shore, and then slowly walked into the chilly water. He got about knee deep, when he realized that the moon was bright and was showing every bit of his naked glory to the world. This made him smirk, as he was always proud of how he looked. He loved to be naked, and would often do things naked, as long as he was the only one around.

Peter then reached down and cupped some water in his hand to clean this messy stuff off his body. He started with his chest and wrists, before making his way to his new favorite body part. He spent a quality amount of time cleaning his dick. In fact, the quality time spent caused him to become just as hard as he was before. Knowing that becoming hard again would allow him to have another session with himself, he smiled and was ready to quickly fly back to his hammock and do it all again.

As he made his way to the shore, standing at full attention, he heard someone to his left gasp.

“Why are you naked Peter?”

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I hope you enjoyed the story. This was my first story and am looking for any criticism. Also, I would like to know who you think the person at the end should be. Your choices are: Tiger Lily, the blonde mermaid, Tinkerbell, or one of the Lost Boy’s.

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Ever since Mark invaded her High School last June, all Lynette Blythe could think about was fucking her students.

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

The Devil’s Pact Side Story: Miss Blythe is Hot for Her Students

Note: This takes place during Chapter 34. Follows Lynette Blythe, teacher at Rogers High School from Mark Goes Back to School.

Wednesday, September 4th, 2013

“Hi, I am Miss Blythe,” I said to my class, writing my name on the whiteboard with a red dry-erase marker. “I will be your World History teacher.”

It was the first day of the new school year and, as I launched into the course syllabus, my thoughts kept drifting to that day in June at the end of the last term, when my Living God, the Holy Mark Glassner, walked into this very classroom and changed my very outlook on life. I didn’t know he was a God then, and only later did my inexplicable actions – bending over my desk, and letting all the virgin male students in my class fuck me – make sense.

It was the most exciting thing that ever happened to me.

I was those boys’ first fuck. It made me so happy to help them lose their virginities, to see the excited smiles that filled their boyish faces afterwards—I felt proud, honored even. I made those boys into men, and they made me feel so womanly.

This morning, as I made my way to teach this class, I bumped into one of them: Kev Spellecacy. He was holding hands with Maya Spooner, and the smile he gave me sent my heart fluttering—and my cunt dripping. He stopped to introduce me to Maya, his girlfriend. “It’s all because of you, Miss Blythe,” he had explained. “That day, you gave me confidence. Well, take care, Miss Blythe.” His girlfriend gave him a questioning look as they walked off.

I was positively skipping when I headed to my class—I gave him confidence. I helped to bring him out of his shell. And it was so easy: all I had to do was let him fuck me. It got me thinking—wouldn’t the world be a better place if caring, older women – not that I was old at twenty-five; I was mature and experienced – guided these young men through their blossoming sexuality.

As I spoke to my first period class, I perched on the edge of my desk. I was dressed in a tight vest with a plunging neckline; my 34DD breasts strained against my top and threatened to pop off a button if I breathed in too deeply. My skirt was short, exposing my long, tanned legs that were clad with dark, thigh-high stockings; I could feel all the boys’, and a few of the girls’, hungry gazes upon me.

There was one boy in particular that caught my eye with his lustful stare. Patrick Algar. He was slouched in the back, his deep, blue eyes – covered by large, silver-rimmed glasses – were glued to my cleavage. His face was pimply, round, cute; he looked so young and innocent. When I leaned over slightly, his eyes widened, and he shifted in his seat. My cunt let out a trickle of juices—I excited him.

He was all I could think about as I struggled to teach for the rest of the period. As my students filed out, I grabbed his arm. “I saw what you were doing in the back of the class,” I sternly told him. “Detention, after school. My classroom.”

He gaped and spluttered at me, “ But I didn’t…”

“Don’t lie to me, Patrick, I saw what you did. Now go.”

I watched his cute, little ass as he scurried out of my classroom, and pressed my thighs together to try and relieve that wonderful ache between them. Gods, I was sopping wet, and wanted nothing more than to play with my naked cunt. I didn’t wear panties anymore, that was against the tenets of the Living Church, and I was beginning to smell my spicy arousal and felt a trickle of passion running down my thigh.

I was a ball of frustration, panting after every cute boy in my classes and struggling to teach my lessons—probably poorly; I just couldn’t think straight. By the time my lunch period – the school had three of them – had finally come around, I had resorted to sticking a tampon inside my sopping pussy to try and control the flood of juices. I was about to settle in for a quiet fifty minutes in my classroom – maybe lock the door and finger myself to an orgasm or three – when Kev walked in.

“Miss Blythe,” he greeted, closing the door behind him.

“Um, what can I do for you, Kev?” I asked, forcing myself to sound friendly, and squashed a bit of irritation at the interruption. I needed to cum so bad.

“Well, Miss Blythe, I just can’t stop thinking about last June.” His cheeks were pink, and I noticed a growing bulge in his crotch.

Well, well, well, this was one way to scratch my itch. As I walked to my door to lock it, I asked, “What about your girlfriend?”

“Maya’s getting together with a few friends in the bathroom,” Kev answered. “Um, for some, eh, lesbian fun. She knows why I’m here.”

I frowned; students shouldn’t be having ‘lesbian fun’ on school property. Of course, I wasn’t supposed to fuck my students either. So I bent over my desk and wiggled my ass at him. “What are you waiting for?”

“Fuck yeah, Miss Blythe!”

“Don’t swear,” I admonished.

“Sorry,” he muttered. I heard a zipper rasp, then his hands were on my ass, pulling up my skirt. “Um, there’s a string.”

“It’s a tampon, just pull it out and fuck me!”

I could feel his hesitation. “Are you on the rag?”

“No!” I cried in frustration. I needed to feel his cock inside me. “Just fuck me! Now!”

I gasped as he yanked the tampon out, and I heard a soggy splat as he tossed it into the trash. His cock felt hard as he nudged my pussy, searching for my hole. I groaned; the tip of his dick rubbed about my slit, bumping my clit, before he slid back up and found my pussy canal.

“Yes,” I sighed in relief as he slid home inside me.

“Oh fuck! Your cunt feels as great as I remembered!”

“Don’t swear!” I again admonished even as his cock began to churn my insides.

“Sorry, Miss Blythe,” he groaned. “Your pussy feels great!”

His hips pistoned quickly and pleasure rippled through me from our friction. I had been fucked plenty of times over the summer, mostly at the Church of the Living Gods, but a teenage boy had a certain enthusiasm, a frantic need to spill his cum, that was quickly bringing me to an orgasm. My desk creaked as it slid an inch on the floor. Everything on my desk rattled from the force of his thrusts, and a pencil cup fell over with a clatter, sending its contents skittering wildly across the linoleum.

“Oh Miss Blythe!” Kev grunted. “Oh yes! Geez yes!”

“Harder!” I hissed. “Fuck me harder!”

My orgasm swept through me as Kev pounded my cunt. I gripped the edge of my desk, holding on for dear life as my legs felt like wet noodles. The slap of flesh echoed throughout my classroom, punctuated by grunts and moans from Kev. His strokes grew more and more frenzied.

“Oh f…darn, Miss Blythe!” Kev moaned. “Your pussy just feels more better with every thrust!”

“Just better, Kev!” I panted, unable to shut off my teaching instincts despite the pleasure flooding my brain. “Not ‘more better’!”

“What?” he demanded. “Oh shi…oot! Oh shoot!”

His balls were slapping against my clit, sending wicked vibrations through my body. I was so close to cumming a second time when Kev buried his cock all the way inside me and I felt his cum shooting into me. He thrust one last time – as if to savor the feel of my cunt – before he pulled out, leaving me empty, horny.

Dammit, I was so close to cumming!

“Thanks, Miss Blythe,” he said, zipping his jeans up. “I’ve been thinking of you all summer long.”

Gods, I still wasn’t satisfied; I was almost there. “Kev, which bathroom is your girlfriend at?” If some students were having ‘lesbian fun’ in a school bathroom, at the very least I should supervise them. All extra-curricular activities should have a teacher to monitor and advise the students—for their own safety.

“First floor by the science labs.” He hesitated. “You’re not going to get her in trouble?”

There was a gaggle of girls lounging in that bathroom, and they all looked guilty when I burst in. I didn’t see Maya Spooner, but I did hear a girl’s moans coming from the first stall. All three were occupied, and I heard more soft sighs and gasps. In fact I heard quite a lot of them; they were fooling around in all the stalls. The girls lounging in the restroom fled quickly, squeezing past me, trying not to look me in the eye, as I walked over to the first stall.

There was a trick to opening any of the stall doors from the outside, and I came prepared with a quarter, figuring if there was any hanky-panky going on it would be in a stall. I stuck the coin into the slot on the latch, twisted, and the door popped open. Melody Johnson, a pixie-faced girl with black hair and purple highlights, sat on the toilet while Maya Spooner was busy between her legs.

“Miss Blythe!” Melody gasped.

I smiled at her. I knew her from the Church. Melody liked to tell the story about the day of her sixteenth birthday when she met our Gods, Mark and Mary, in the South Hill Mall’s Old Navy store. Melody and her mom had been shopping when they were honored to be our Gods’ lovers. Maya tried to rise up, but Melody grabbed her short, black hair and held Maya’s mouth to her pussy.

“Keep licking, pee-slut!” purred Melody. “I’m almost there!”

“Pee-slut?” I asked.

“Mmm, Maya and a few other girls were taught the pleasures of watersports in this very bathroom by Him!”

I knew just whom ‘Him’ was—our God. Mark had blessed a lot of girls that day last June when he visited Rogers High School, and more than a few girls showed up pregnant at the start of this school year.

I watched as Melody shivered and came all over Maya’s hungry mouth. Smiling happily, Melody got up and squeezed past me, whispering, “Have fun!”

Maya looked a little uncertainly at me, her face sticky with Melody’s juices. “Relax,” I told her, sitting on the toilet; the seat warmed for me by Melody’s tight ass.

“Did Kev come and see you?” Maya asked.

“In fact he did cum by, and left you something inside me.”

Maya pushed my legs apart and saw my messy cunt. She licked her lips, and buried her head underneath my skirt, her mouth latching onto my pussy. And then she didn’t do anything—no licking, no sucking, not even any fingering. I was so fucking horny! What was she waiting for?

For me to pee, I realized after a minute, feeling a little stupid. She was a pee-slut after all.

Well, I did have to urinate. Feeling a little weird, I relaxed my bladder and flooded her mouth with piss. I heard Maya moan as she drank my piss down. Gods, there was something so intimate, so erotic, at having someone drink your pee—the way it sounded as your urine splashed into an eager mouth, the obscene sounds of swallowing, and the moans of delight issuing from your pee-slut’s hungry mouth. I strained, forcing out as much piss into her nasty mouth as I could and letting the pleasure of urinating tingle through me. The stream died down until only a few drops came out; I sighed sadly, it was over.

Or so I thought. Her tongue slid through my wet folds, bringing a gasp to my lips, as she searched for those drops of pee that always clung to your pussy afterwards. I gripped her black hair, and shuddered as I came on her face; peeing in her mouth had been so erotic; I was primed to go off at her first touch. She kept right on licking me, sucking all of her boyfriend’s cum out of my pussy. Gods, she was good. Her tongue was agile, exploring every inch of my cunt, as she searched for more of Kev’s spunk. Her fingers found my clit, massaging my little pearl and sending surges of electric pleasure through me.

“Gods yes!” I moaned.

This delicious slut was driving me wild. I gripped her black hair, fucking my cunt into her face, desperate for one more cum before the period ended and I had to go back to my teaching. Her tongue was buried into my hole, wiggling about as she pinched my clit. Another orgasm was building—a huge explosion about to be set off by this amazing girl, and her even more amazing tongue. My stomach contracted as the pleasure burst through me. I shoved her face so hard into my cunt I was afraid my hole was going to swallow the girl. I shuddered and bucked and moaned wordlessly, my passion echoing around the bathroom.

“You tasted great, Miss Blythe,” Maya smiled, standing up and brushing some dust off the front of her skirt.

I panted, “Wow, you are amazing!” I stood up, smoothing my skirt back down my hips. The bell tolled, ending the period. “You better get to class.”

She grinned and walked out, her face stained with pussy juices—the Living Church taught that a good girl shouldn’t feel ashamed to be covered in another person’s passion. As I walked back to class, I saw Addison Savidge kissing Suzette Mitchel between rows of lockers. Both girls attend the Living Church, although Suzette only joined the church a few weeks ago with her boyfriend Brian. He went to a different High School, which was a shame because he was quite cute and I’d love to fuck him—Gods, I was turning into one bad teacher, I thought with a giggle. I remembered that there was Church tonight; we met every Wednesday to honor the Miracle that revealed our Living Gods to the World, and I’m sure Brian would be there. I would have to pin him down, and give his cute body a try during the worship orgy tonight.

I told the Addison and Suzette off, sending them scurrying to class; kissing was fine, but they needed their education. My class was on the second floor, and I had to walk past the main office to get to the stairs. I bumped into Jerri Milojevic as she came out of the office. I nodded at the girl who had a smile filling her flushed face. I knew that she was having an affair with Principal Havener; I was pretty sure my God was responsible. The scuttlebutt was that Mark had sent Jerri into Havener’s office so the principal could have sloppy seconds after He finished fucking her.

I swayed my ass as I walked up the stairs, feeling all the boys’ eyes on my rear as it writhed beneath my skirt. Most of my class was already waiting for me. Just two more periods and the day would be over. There were a few cute boys in this class, and my cunt began to moisten, that itch returning, making the last two periods just drag on and on. Both were civics classes and today I just didn’t have the energy to teach it.

Besides, soon the world would change as my Gods were becoming more and more powerful, so it seemed a little silly teaching civics when a new order would be established. Things had to change; people should be free to love whom they want, regardless of sex or familial relationship—so long as they were willing and mature enough, what was the harm? The world would be a lot happier if people weren’t so repressed, bottling up their passions, allowing them to fester unhealthily. That could lead to all sorts of problems.

Finally, the last bell rang and my students were eager to escape and go home, or participate in whatever afterschool activities they were involved in. Ten minutes later, Patrick slinked in, looking resigned to his fate.

“I am really sorry, I just don’t know what I did,” he protested, pushing up his silver-rimmed glasses that slipped down the bridge of his nose.

“Sit.” I pointed to a chair I placed next to my desk. He quickly obeyed, and I perched on my desk and kept crossing my tanned legs right in front of his face. His eyes bounced between my tits straining at my blouse and the inviting shadow between my shifting legs while I let him stew, both of us growing hornier and hornier; a bulge formed in his pants.

“Why did you do it?” I asked.

“I honestly don’t know why I’m here, Miss Blythe.”

“Do you want me to tell you what you did?”

He nodded.

I spread my legs wide open and I saw his face flush as he saw my naked, shaved cunt. “You got me so hot and bothered today,” I purred. “My pussy’s been dripping all day long.”

“I…” he stammered. “I’m not…I…um…”

“I need you to fix this,” I told him. “I can’t think straight unless I get your hard cock inside me.”

He just stared in disbelief at me. I kicked off my shoe, and rubbed my stockinged foot on his crotch, feeling his hard cock throb. I grinned as he sat frozen, not sure what to do. He was so yummy.

“Miss Blythe, we shouldn’t…”

His voice trailed off as he saw me unbuttoning my blouse, revealing my large tits cupped in a lacy, black bra. He licked his lips, his eyes riveted to my straining bosom. The bra clasped in the front; my breasts spilled out when I popped the fastener. I kneaded my right boob, pinching a fat nipple, then lifted the nub up to my lips.

I loved sucking my own nipples, and I could feel Patrick’s cock twitch beneath my foot—he loved it too. I slid off the desk and straddled his lap, my breasts brushing his smooth cheeks. He had just the hint of stubble, more peach fuzz then proper whiskers really, and they tickled the inner slopes of my tits. I stroked his face, then bent down and gently kissed him on the lips.

He just sat there as I kissed him, stiff as a statue. I broke the kiss and stared down at him. “You have to move your lips. Maybe nibble on mine. And don’t be afraid to use your tongue,” I instructed.

He did better the second time. His lips moved awkwardly, and his tongue was hesitant as he brushed my lips. I showed him how with my tongue, exploring his mouth almost to his tonsils while I wiggled my ass on his lap. I could feel him relax, and his hands began moving on my body, sliding up my sides and back, but never down to my ass; he just lacked the nerve to grab me in a more intimate spot, I realized.

So I grabbed one hand and pushed it down to my ass, and then brought his other hand up to my heavy breast. He stiffened when he felt my naked tit. I kept kissing him, feeling the tension relax from his body as his hand started squeezing my flesh.

“See, it’s not so hard,” I encouraged. He squeezed harder and I winced. “Not so hard. Go slow, learn what her limits are. Don’t just maul her tit like that unless you know that’s what she likes.”

“Sorry.”

“Be gentle, but confident, and you’ll get into any girl’s panties.”

His face lit up. “Really?”

I captured his lips with a third kiss, and his hand softly squeezed me, sliding around the tit. I cooed into his mouth when his fingers found my nipple. He was gentle as he played with the hard nub, the pleasure tingling through my body right down to my hungry cunt.

“Umm, very good,” I purred, then I gasped as he sucked my nipple into his lips. “You’re learning quickly!”

“You’re a great teacher, Miss Blythe!”

Finally, that itch in my cunt needed to be scratched, so I slid off Patrick’s lap. I pulled him up, kissed him passionately, and maneuvered him to my desk. I pushed him down onto the wooden surface, my cup of pens and pencils clattering to the floor again. I crawled on top, my heavy breasts dragging across his shirt; the cotton felt deliciously rough on my nipples.

“Are we really?” he asked, his eyes wide behind his glasses.

“Yes,” I hissed, fumbling at his pants button.

I pulled his cock out. He was short, but thick. I stroked his cock a few times, squeezing out a drop of pre-cum that I swirled about the sensitive head. Patrick moaned, squeezing his eyes shut. I guided him to my eager cunt, and sat down; his cock erupted inside me.

“Oh wow!” Patrick moaned as he came. “You feel so hot!”

He stayed hard despite cumming—wasn’t youth wonderful? I started to ride his cock, sitting up and thrusting my breasts forward. As I fucked him, I ground my clit into his pubic bone as his hands rubbed up and down on my silky thighs. Gods, he felt amazing inside me. The thrill of fucking my student and taking his virginity sent me tumbling over the edge into my first orgasm.

“Yes!” I moaned, bouncing faster on his cock. “You fucking stud! You made me cum!”

“Really? I did that?” The awe in his voice was so cute.

“Gods yes! Your cock feels wonderful inside me!” I licked my lips. “Make me cum again, stud!”

I pumped my hips harder on him, driving his cock as deep into my cunt as it could go. His hands gripped my hips, sliding back to squeeze my plump ass. My breasts heaved up and down, and his blue eyes were rooted to them. I grabbed one breast and brought it to my lips and swirled my tongue around my fat nipple. Gods, I loved doing that.

“Miss Blythe! Your pussy! Oh jeez!”

“Are you about to cum?” I demanded, leaning over him, letting my nipples brush his shirt.

“Oh yes!”

“Good! Cum in me!” I screamed.

One of his hands gripped a swaying tit, fingering my nipple, as I ground my clit into his crotch, every brush sparking pleasure like flint striking steel. A few blasts of his cum shoot inside me, not as much as the first one, but enough that I could feel it; I shuddered in delight as a second orgasm surged through me. Panting, I collapsed on top of him.

He kissed me gently. “That was the best thing in the world, Miss Blythe.”

“It was,” I agreed, kissing him back. “You rocked my world, Patrick.”

His grin was full of self-satisfaction—full of confidence. “I did, didn’t I.” I was so proud of him—now he was a man.

I stood up, feeling his cum leaking out of my pussy as I tucked my tits back into my bra cups, reclasping it. “Well, I hope you learned your lesson, young man. If you do it again, it’ll be another detention.”

“Promise?” he eagerly asked.

A rich laugh escaped my lips. “I promise.”

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