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Henry gets quite a shock when a girl volunters to join his Mother Fuckign Club, offering up her mother to be fucked hard!

Mind Controlled Mothers Club

A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research

Chapter Three: Naughty Daughter Joins the Club

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this!

Ulrich Geller, a young man barely in his twenties, worked fast in the shipping department of the Institute of Apotheosis. Orders had to be process, but all he could think about was the coming 10 AM break. The other men working in shipping moved fast, too. He’d never seen packages readied so fast. They were sending out the various electronic components the Institute produced to pay the bills and support the creation of the Halos.

At 10 AM, the shipping department would enjoy another round of their burgeoning Mother Fucking Club, following in the example of the newest god, Henry Archer. The young men of the shipping department were all enamored with his teachings, gangbanging first Ulrich’s mother last night and then other mothers who also worked for the Institute.

While they were waiting for their turn to fuck a mother during their break, they could watch the God as he expanded his own Mother Fucking Club. He was recruiting at his college today, and Ulrich ached to see more mothers discovering the joys of becoming sluts for their sons and other young men.

He glanced at his watch. Not much longer now.

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I was shocked by Cherry Kang’s statement. A girl wanted to turn her mother into a slut? She wasn’t responding to any of my commands. I only ordered the boys to add their mothers to the Mother Fucking Club. They already queued up to fuck our teacher, Mrs. Rojas. One pumped away at the Hispanic MILF’s cunt, fucking my friend’s mother hard as she lay bent over her desk in her classroom.

Cherry sauntered up to me. The Korean girl had such a naughty smile on her round face, her delicate nose almost quivering. Her lush lips pursed together as she stopped before me, a coquettish wantonness wiggling through her body making my dick so hard. Cherry always had a quality about her that I’d noticed. When I jerked off and wasn’t thinking of my mom or another MILF, Cherry was one of the girls my age who graced my fantasies.

“You can make my mom your slut, too,” Cherry said. “You can fuck her all you want.”

“Jesus,” I said, still not sure what to make of this hot girl wanting to see her mother fucked.

“I just want to see her dripping in cum,” she continued. “I masturbate to it all the time. You can even fuck me. Just use me.”

She grabbed the hem of her shirt, pulling it up her body, exposing the pale-olive skin of her stomach, flat, her hips curved. She drew it up farther and farther until she popped it over her bra, black and lacy, constraining her round breasts. She ripped it over her head, her black hair spilling about her round face.

I gathered my shock and blurted out, “What are you doing?”

“Well, you have mind control powers,” she answered. “And that stuff just makes me so wet. I’ve always wanted to experience. I’ll do anything to experience it.” Then a wicked smile crossed her lips as she reached behind her. “Besides, you’re just going to make me fuck you, aren’t you?” A feverish light appeared in her eyes. “You’re going to make my mom lick your cum out of my pussy, right?”

“Yes,” I groaned, realizing I would. It sounded so hot.

“Then let’s do it,” she said, her bra coming loose. She was moments from revealing her tits to me. “I’m so wet.”

“No,” I ordered, an idea erupting in my mind. “No, your mother needs to watch.”

She grinned at me.

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10 AM arrived.

Ulrich groaned as he sealed up a cardboard box then set down his tape gun on the work bench. His coworkers, men mostly in their early twenties like him, were flowing to the break room. His mother, the head of the shipping department, was already unbuttoning her blouse on her way to join them. She had an eager stride to her steps. Last night, she learned that a mommy should be a slut, fucking her son and all her employees.

The TV played in the break room, showing the spycam feed that followed the new God. They could tune it to watch any of the Gods. Different people of the Institute had their favorites, focusing on the teachings of certain Gods over others, glossing over any… inconsistencies.

“Wait, why is the God leaving his college?” Ulrich asked. Instead of the shot showing off the God in his school—recruiting for the Mother Fucking Club, fucking that MILF professors of his, or enjoying other mothers at his high school—it was a shot of him driving from school.

“Is that a girl in the car with him?” Jim, another young man who worked in shipping, asked, his head cocked to the side.

“What is he up to?” asked Kurt.

“Don’t know,” Ulrich said then groaned as his naked mother pressed up against him, her hand reaching down to stroke his cock.

“Watch and find out,” his mother purred, her voice slutty and rich. She fell to her knees and unzipped his pants.

The car pulled into a driveway. The feed switched to an interior spycam. It was a wide shot of a living room, a naked woman dusting in it, her hips wiggling from side to side. Ulrich recognized the mother of one of Henry’s friends, the petite redhead Mrs. Woodham. Another naked MILF, the blonde mother of Henry’s friend Noah, passed through the room, her round breasts jiggling as she headed for the stairs.

“This is getting interesting,” Ulrich said as his mother pulled out his cock and engulfed it into her mouth. What was their new God going to teach them today?

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Cherry, wearing only her bra, had such a big smile on her face when I pulled into my driveway. I climbed out of the car, my dick so hard. She clutched her cell phone in her hand. She had just called her mother; Mrs. Kang would be here soon. Cherry convinced her mom it was important.

“Come on, let’s go meet the Mommy-sluts,” I told her.

“Sluts?” she asked. “Plural?”

“Yeah, I have all my friend’s mothers here. They’re cleaning the house, naked. I told them they couldn’t have sex with each other until it was all clean.”

“Did you make them all like pussy?” Cherry asked, pressing against me and entwining her arm around mine. “Ooh, you’re such a wicked son.”

“Oh, yes, it’s hot watching them go down on each other,” I groaned, my dick lead in my pants. “Especially when their pussies are dripping with jizz.”

“So you got your own harem?” she asked. “Stealing your friends’ mothers?”

“Oh, they’ll get their moms back,” I said. “Sluts in the Mother Fucking Club are open for any members to fuck.”

“Wow,” she said, her voice tight. “Oh, wow, that’s so hot. You’ve truly made even your own mother into a slut.”

“Well… her pussy is off limits until I breed her, but the rest of her…”

“Ooh, yes, yes, you have to breed your mother,” she moaned, her voice so thick and throaty. She clung to me so tight. I felt the heat of her breast bleeding through her bra as she rubbed the side of her boob into my arm. “That is the hottest thing in the world.”

“God, you’re just a kinky thing, aren’t you?”

She nodded her head. “This is so wonderful to talk about this. I can’t talk about my fantasies to any of my friends. I tried to do it slowly, but they gave me such weird looks. But you… You’re as perverted as me, aren’t you, Henry?”

“Oh, yeah,” I said and opened the front door.

“Henry!” gasped Mrs. Woodham, the petite redhead straightening from dusting the shelf in the corner, her small breasts jiggling while her fiery hair spilled about her mature face. Her green eyes sparkling. “You should be in school.”

“And you should be at home not in my house naked like a slut,” I told her. “Except you are a slut, aren’t you? And sluts don’t question what I do.” A slight prickle rippled across my mind as my powers affected her.

“Ooh, you’re so right. I am a slut.” She glanced at Cherry. “Do you want me to eat her pussy?” She licked her lips. “I’ve come to like hot cunt since you showed me who I truly am.”

“Oh, my god, Henry,” Cherry whimpered, clinging to me. “I almost came just hearing her say that. You’re amazing!”

I grinned at her.

From the kitchen, my busty mother entered. Her curly, black hair spilled about that beautiful face that, since the divorce, attracted so many skeezy guys to date her and fuck her. No longer. My mother would get all the cock she could handle from me. From my friends. Her dark-red nipples were hard. She pulled off the yellow cleaning gloves.

“Honey, you’re home early.” She had a rich purr to her voice. “Mmm, and did you bring a friend?” Her eyes widened. “Is she your girlfriend?”

“I don’t know what she is other than perverted,” I said as my mom sauntered to us. God, she had such big tits. I loved how they swayed.

“So perverted, Mrs. Archer. I’m Cherry, and I’m joining the Mother Fucking Club. My mom’s coming here to be made into a whore.”

“That’s lovely, dear,” my mom said, a big smile on her face. “She’s so cute, honey.”

“Mom,” I groaned, a sudden warmth burning across my cheeks.

“So, do you want me to eat her pussy, honey?” Mom asked. “I can make your girlfriend cum so hard.”

“Girlfriend?” Mrs. Haley asked as the blonde came down stairs, her round breasts bouncing before her. “Who has a girlfriend…? Oh, hello, Henry. Ooh, is she your girlfriend? She’s so cute.”

“She is,” Mrs. Woodham said. “We’re trying to figure out who should lick her pussy first.”

Cherry just had such a huge grin on her face.

“Maybe I will,” I said, getting annoyed at their “mom” behavior. I glanced at Cherry. “Strip naked.”

I barely felt a tingle across my thoughts. She was more than ready to just rip off her clothing, as she proved back in class. Was I even truly giving commands to a girl who was so willing to be mind controlled?

I don’t know if it mattered as Cherry popped off her bra, unveiling her firm, eighteen-year-old titties. They were round, the same size as Mrs. Haley, but they just had such a supple perkiness the older MILF lacked. Cherry’s nipples were hard, a dark-brown. They thrust from small areolas, little dots adorning her breasts.

Her hands went to her jeans, her tits jiggling as she unzipped them. Such a huge smile crossed her lips as she wiggled out of her jeans, shoving them down her lithe legs. A pair of black, frilly panties clad her rear. She gave me a naughty wink before she hooked her panties with her thumbs and shoved them down.

I groaned at the sight of her shaved pudenda. The farther down she shoved her panties, the closer and closer she came to unveiling her pussy. And then the top of her tight slit appeared. I groaned at the plump vulva creased by that little crevasse, her juices glistening on her flesh. She bent over, her tits swaying as she wiggled her panties down past her knees before she stepped out of them.

“Tada!” she announced, popping into a pose, one arm thrown over her head, like something a showgirl might take at the end of an act.

“Ooh, dear, you’re just so pretty,” my mom said.

“Henry, she’s so charming,” Mrs. Woodham said.

“If you’re not going to eat that cute pussy, can I?” Mrs. Haley asked, the blonde MILF licking her lips.

“You can always lick mine,” Mrs. Woodham said.

“We haven’t finished cleaning the house,” Mrs. Haley said, a whine to her voice. “We can’t eat each other’s pussies, but Henry didn’t say anything about hers.”

“Oh, right,” groaned Mrs. Woodham. She shifted then started dusting again.

“Cleaning is on hold since I’m here,” I commanded. “Feel free to eat each other out.”

“While you eat me out?” Cherry asked.

I’d never eaten a pussy. I stared at Cherry, at her tight slit. “I don’t know. How many guys have fucked you?”

“None,” she answered. “I’m a virgin. Got a cherry and everything. It’s not just my nickname.” She gave me a wink.

“What, really?” I looked her up and down. “Because… you’re so hot.”

“I’m Asian,” she said, waving her hand. “Most of the guys go for the blonde cheerleaders over me, even if I do have these cute tits.” She squeezed them together.

“You should eat her pussy, honey,” Mom moaned while the other two MILFs were already on the floor, eating each other cunts with such abandon. Just a pair of sluts enjoying themselves. “She’s so cute. You can make her cum.”

I swallowed. Suddenly, this was all so intimidating, especially with my mom here. I’d never eaten pussy before. What if I didn’t do it right? Why was I feeling so nervous? I was a god, basically. I gave people orders, and they obeyed. Only… I wasn’t really giving Cherry orders. She was just… such a kinky girl she was down to do this.

A virgin slut. How is that even possible?

“It would be hotter if you did it, Mommy-slut,” I said. “Get to it.”

“Yes, honey,” Mom moaned. With a sweep of her black hair, she fell to her knees before Cherry. “Mmm, dear, just sit down on the couch, and I’ll eat you out.”

“Sure,” Cherry said, her eyes flashing to me. She gave me such a naughty smile. “Mmm, you’re making your mom lick my pussy. That’s sooooo hot. I’m going to cum so hard.”

“I bet,” I said, my dick so hard.

Cherry sat down on the couch. The Korean girl shuffled around, her breasts jiggling. My mom shifted on her knees, her large tits swaying. She stroked the girl’s legs as she leaned her head down. I groaned and ripped off my shirt, aching to enjoy this.

Cherry whimpered as my mom took a lick up her slit. I kicked off my shoes watching the eighteen-year-old girl shiver as my mom licked and lapped at her pussy. It was such a naughty thing to behold. Mom licked again. I could just see her pink tongue flutter against the tight, virginal slit.

“Ooh, wow, that feels incredible, Hank,” Cherry said. “Your mom… Your mom is a pussy-slut!”

“Yeah, she is,” I groaned as I shoved down my jeans.

Cherry’s slanted eyes shot to me. A smile grew on her lips. She bit it, looking eager as I stood there in my boxers. My cheeks burned more. A shyness filled me. What if she didn’t think I was big enough or something?

God, what had this girl done to me? I should just treat her like a slut. Like my whore-mother. But… but… she was a virgin. No guy had ever used her cunt. Ever treated her like a whore and made her scream her head off.

Not like my slutty mom.

“Fuck!” I muttered and shoved down my boxers.

Her eyes widened. Her cheeks darkened with a blush as she stared at my cock. Something almost shy, even coy, crossed her face. She lowered her head in a demure fashion that was almost immediately ruined by the gasp of wanton delight she made.

“Mrs. Archer!” she groaned. “Oh, that’s my clit.”

“Mmm, it is, dear,” my mom said. “That’s an important part of the pussy to play with, honey. A girl’s clit.”

Was Mom trying to teach me to lick pussy?

My dick hard, I leaned over her shoulder, watching her lick and flutter her tongue up and down Cherry’s slit. The girl shuddered. Her hands found her breasts, squeezing them as she ground against my mother’s licking mouth.

Juices adorned my mother’s lips. They stained them as they flowed from Cherry. I smelled a scent, a fresh musk, lighter than any of the Mommy-sluts. I licked my lips, my cock growing harder and harder.

“Mmm, she’s got such a pretty pussy, honey,” Mom said. She lifted her head for a moment, stroking her fingers up and down it. Then her thumb and forefinger parted Cherry’s labia open, revealing pink depths and a membrane of skin over her entrance full of little holes. “There’s her hymen.”

Mom poked the membrane.

“Mmm, fresh pussy, honey,” she said and leaned in, licking again.

“Mrs. Archer!” Cherry groaned, her body squirming.

I fell to my knees beside my mom. I leaned in closer, breathing in Cherry’s fresh musk. It was such an exotic taste. Mom lifted her face, her lips shiny with Cherry’s passion. She gave me an encouraging smile.

No guy had ever fucked this pussy. It was pure.

I brought my face into Cherry’s shaved snatch. I inhaled her musk. She let out a quivering moan as I came closer and closer to her slit, my mom still holding it open. I nuzzled against her snatch. My tongue flicked out, touching her hot folds.

“Henry!” Cherry groaned, a sound of such wanton pleasure.

A sound I didn’t order her to make.

I licked again.

“Oh, Henry, mmm, yes,” she groaned, her body shifting.

My tongue lapped up and down her slit. She tasted good. I licked again and again I feasted on her, nuzzling into her. I rubbed my lips into her hot folds. My tongue caressed over her hymen, feeling that cherry hole.

I’d be the first dick to penetrate her. The first dick to open her up. The thought made me lick harder, lapping at her, making her squirm. She wasn’t a slut. Sluts didn’t deserve to have me eat their pussies, but… but a girl like Cherry, a naughty, kinky virgin did.

“Henry!” she groaned. “Oh, wow, that’s good. I’m going to cum. You’re going to make me cum.”

“Mmm, you’re doing so good, honey,” Mom purred, her heavy breasts pressing into my side. The slut hugged me, her lips nuzzling at my ear. “Just make her explode. Mmm, yes, yes, you’re a natural. Just like your father.”

I couldn’t remember the last time Mom had anything good to say about my dad.

“Now her clit,” Mom purred. “She’ll like it when you play with her clit.”

My tongue slid up Cherry’s slit. I brushed her hard clit. I fluttered around her nub. She gasped, her slanted eyes widening. She shuddered, her fingers pinching those small nipples. Her face scrunched up as I gave her such pleasure.

I sucked on her nub. Then I fluttered my tongue against her clit. I made her shudder and moan. Her juices flowed. My cock throbbed. It was… exciting giving her this pleasure. My mom nibbled on my ear, moaning her encouragement as I pleased this girl.

“You’re going to make her cum so hard,” Mom whispered into my ear. “Mmm, I always loved when a guy sucked on my clit. Always made me explode. You’re such a stud, honey. Such a pussy-eating stud. I’m so proud of you.”

I shuddered at her words, emboldened by them. I sucked so hard on Cherry’s clit while my mom’s hand slid down my stomach. She reached my cock, stroked it. She purred into my ear, jacking me off as I sucked and nibbled on Cherry’s bud. I made her gasp and moan.

I gave her such delight.

“Henry!” she whimpered. “Oh, wow. That’s… that’s… Oh, yes!”

Her body spasmed. Then a flood of hot juices squirted out of her. Her stomach contorted, breasts heaving. It was such a wondrous thing to experience. I made her cum. I gave her such pleasure. Her face twisted in delight as I lapped at her virgin pussy, my dick throbbing in my mother’s grip.

I kept licking, kept drinking her juices. She gasped and squirmed. Her face contorted into rapture. Her voice sang out. I loved it. She wasn’t a slut. She was something better. Something pure. I would make sure she stayed that way.

“Henry!” she gasped, her face contorting. “Oh, my god, I keep cumming. This is incredible. You’re incredible!”

“I am,” I said.

“Yes, you are, honey,” my Mommy-slut moaned, her hand stroking my cock faster. “Mmm, you made her explode. She’s so happy. She’s going to do such naughty things to you.”

“Oh, yes, big time,” Cherry moaned. “I’ve been aching to pop my cherry.”

“You would have been a slut,” I said, staring at her. “But I’m going to save you from that.”

She frowned at me. “What?”

“I—”

A loud knock pounded on the front door. “Chae-Won, are you in there!” a woman with a thick, Asian accent shouted. “Chae-Won! Why are you not in school?”

“Chae-Won?” I asked. “That’s your real name?”

“Yeah,” she said. Then she shuddered. “Ooh, my mom is so uptight. You’re going to make her into a slut, right?”

Those words made my dick ache. I marched to the door, pussy juices staining my lips, and wrenched it open. An older version of Cherry stood on the porch, hair pinned up in a tight bun, cheeks smooth but almost pinched. Disapproving eyes stared at me. She didn’t flinch at my nudity, but instead she swelled up her petite body clad in her pale-cream, conservative dress.

“You little degenerate,” she snarled. “Where is my daughter? What have you done with her? Are you the one that sent her to those disgusting websites with those filthy pictures and stories?”

I arched an eyebrow as she glared at me.

“Make her into a slut!” Cherry whimpered.

“Chae-Won!” snarled the Korean MILF. Despite the anger contorting her features, she had plump lips and dark, exciting eyes. I could see the sleek lines of her body beneath her dress. If she had her daughter’s figure… “You…” The MILF’s finger pointed at her daughter. “You get dressed right this instant! I am tired of your whorish behavior.”

“Oh, you want to see whorish behavior,” I said, a grin spreading across my lips. “Strip naked and go kneel before your daughter.”

The pain attacked my mind. I was ready for it, knowing I would need the full use of my powers on this woman. I groaned through the needle-like prickles stabbing deep into my thoughts. Spots of darkness danced before my eyes as the Korean MILF shook her head. Mrs. Kang then glared daggers at me.

“What sort of woman do you think I am, boy?” she hissed even as her hands went to the buttons of her dress. She worked them open without breaking her tirade. “Do you think I’m like one of these degenerate hussies in your house? Look at those two. Lesbians? What sort of den of inequities is this?”

“See, see!” Cherry moaned. “Ooh, yes, yes, make her into a slut, Henry.”

“And you, young lady, I am going to bend you over my lap and paddle that rear. I don’t care how old you are. This has gone too far.” Mrs. Kang’s pale-olive cheeks mottled red with her anger. Her hands shoved open her blouse, revealing a pair of large breasts constrained in a plain, white bra. She had tits almost as big as my mom’s. “You are not too old for me to spank! I will make you into a proper, young woman!”

“Oh, I’m doing that,” I said, smiling as she unfastened her bra and freed her big tits. She still hadn’t noticed what her body was doing while she yelled.

Her breasts swayed before her, soft and pillowy, her nipples the same shade of dark-brown as her daughters but her areolas were larger. She wasn’t hard at all. Wasn’t aroused one bit by anything happening to her.

“And you…” She glared at me. “I would speak to your mother, but I see she’s kneeling naked on the floor.” Mrs. Kang’s gaze shifted past me. “I can’t believe you are involved in this perversion, Jonette. But I shouldn’t be surprised. Since you divorced your husband, you’ve taken up with any guy who catches your eye.”

“I am a slut,” my mom said with pride. “And you should look at yourself. I mean, you’re taking off your panties for my son.”

Mrs. Kang, in the process of drawing down her plain, white panties, gasped. She stared down at herself as she bent over to pull her underwear down her thighs. She let out a strangled moan as her black bush came into view, thick and untamed. Her body shook like she was trying to fight what she was doing. But couldn’t. She stepped out of her panties then hurried into the living room, hands covering her naked tits, and knelt before her daughter.

“W-what is going on?” she whimpered, all her anger vanished, her face paling with fear.

“You’re becoming a slut, Mom,” Cherry said with such glee in her voice. “Mmm, you’re going to stop being that uptight bitch and finally enjoy life.”

“Chae-Won!” Mrs. Kang gasped. “How dare you speak to me that way. I’m your mother and—”

“And you just stripped naked like a whore because Henry told you to,” Cherry said, such glee in her voice. “Mmm, I knew you were a slut. Dad has no idea, but I do. You fuck the preacher all the time when he comes over for those ‘prayer’ visits.”

Mrs. Kang’s jaw dropped. “I… I…”

“Tell the truth,” I commanded and more pain flared across my mind.

“I… I… You don’t understand,” Mrs. Kang said. “He is… He is a holy man. I need to… It’s just… I…”

“You’re just a slut,” Cherry said. “You preach all that abstinence and faithfulness, then you fuck the preacher behind Dad’s back. You have that hot, slutty cunt between your thighs! You won’t be able to pretend much longer. Henry’s going to fix you. Right?” Cherry shot her eyes to me. Some of her confidence faded as she stared at me. “R-right?”

“We’ll take care of your mother in a moment,” I said, advancing to the couch, my dick so hard. “But you got that hot, little hole between your thighs that needs attending to.”

“He’s going to pop my cherry, Mom!”

“What, no,” Mrs. Kang objected.

“Just sit there and watch,” I growled, thoughts buzzing. “You’re going to witness my dick ramming into you daughter’s cunt. You got a front row seat. Don’t look away.”

“Mmm, yes, yes,” whimpered Cherry. “You have to obey him!”

I stepped between Mrs. Kang and her daughter. Cherry stared up at me, her legs spread wide, her shaved, virgin pussy gleaming. She stretched out her arms towards me, beckoning. She was so eager for this, so wanton.

I lowered myself. She grabbed my shoulders, pulling me down with such excitement. Her mother whined behind me, protesting. It only made my dick harder. Cherry smiled at me as I settled between her thighs. My dick thrust out before me. I nudged into her stomach, her skin so hot and silky smooth. I grabbed my dick, moving it lower.

“Yes, yes, yes, watch, Mom!” Cherry moaned.

“No, no, do not do this,” Mrs. Kang protested. “I make mistakes. It’s wrong what I do, but… you can be better than me, Chae-Won.”

“I don’t want to be!” Cherry stared into my eyes. “Please, please, pop my cherry. I’ve wanted this for so long. To be fucked hard by a man. A man in control of me.”

But I wasn’t. I had hardly given her any commands at all. This was all her. She was pure, but not for much longer. I could see it. She had that same slutty wantonness brimming in her that all the other women in the room had. My mother, the two MILFs sixty-nining with such wild passion, the uptight Mrs. Kang.

I could save her from that.

My cock touched her pussy. I felt her hot flesh as I stared into her eyes. I groaned at the feel of her against me. The silky delight of her folds. She whimpered, her eyes so wide as they stared up at me. She licked her lips, a quiver racing through her body.

“Take me, Henry,” she groaned. “Please, please, fuck me. I’m yours. Use me! While my mom watches!”

“Please, do not,” Mrs. Kang groaned. “She doesn’t have to be like this.”

I felt Cherry’s cherry against my dick. I stared into her dark eyes. I kissed her hard, capturing her lips at the same moment I thrust. She whimpered into the kiss. Her hymen stretched and stretched. I kept pressing forward. I kept pushing against that maidenhead. My tongue rammed into her mouth.

Her cherry popped.

My dick sank into her pure flesh. The first cock to ever penetrate her. She groaned into the kiss. Her thighs squeezed tight about my waist. Her arms snaked around my neck, holding me in place. She was so tight. Her pussy squeezed about my dick in a way none of the Mommy-sluts did. I stretched her open.

I broke the kiss, staring down at her, my eyes wide at the pleasure. Mrs. Kang groaned in the background, a bitter, disappointed sound as she saw my cock buried to the hilt in her daughter’s once-virginal flesh.

“You’re in me,” Cherry moaned. She spoke with such awe. “Oh, you’re in me and it feels great. I love it.”

“I bet you do,” I groaned, drawing back my cock through her tight flesh. She squeezed down on my dick, the pleasure rippling through me.

“Oh, that’s so beautiful,” my mom said. “Oh, honey, give her so much pleasure with your cock.”

“No, no, stop it!” Mrs. Kang gasped.

“Don’t stop!” groaned Cherry. “Please, please, don’t stop, Henry. I love it. Your dick is pumping away in me.”

“You’re going to be a slut, aren’t you?” I asked her, staring into her eyes.

“Yes!” she moaned, her pussy clenching on me.

“No!” I snarled, pain buzzing through my thoughts. “You only want my cock. Your pussy, your mouth, your asshole are only for my dick. You don’t want any other guy to ever touch you. Only me. I’m the only guy that gets you wet! You are never a slut!”

I kept fucking her through the pain. She squirmed beneath me, her pussy squeezing down on my thrusting dick. The rapturous delight of her pussy drove back the needle-like pain. A big smile spread across her lips.

“Your mind-controlling me into being your girlfriend!” she moaned, her thighs squeezing around me. “Oh, that’s hot. Make me love you! Please, please, give me that command!”

I shuddered at her, my cock thrusting into her hot sheath. “You love me. You’re my girlfriend. My lover. But you’re not a slut.”

“Not a slut!” she moaned as only a tiny prickle raced across my thoughts. “Ooh, I love you, Henry. Love you so much. Your cock feels amazing in me. Best cock. I only want your cock.”

“Yes, yes!” I groaned, thrusting harder into her depths, my balls smacking against her flesh.

She kissed me, her breasts pressing into my chest. Her nipples were so hard. I felt the passion of her kiss. It was so intense. I could feel how much she loved me. It was no longer lust, but true affection. I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut, kissing her back with such passion.

I reveled in the bliss of her cunt. Only my cock would ever get to enjoy her snatch. My fingers dug into her rump as I drove into her over and over again. Our tongues dueled as we moved our bodies. Her hips undulated, stirring her once-virginal flesh about my cock.

The friction was incredible. As much as I loved fucking a mommy-slut—my mommy-slut—there was something special about this moment. I could feel our moms watching as she shuddered beneath me, her silky pussy gripping my cock as I pumped it in and out of her.

“No, no, no,” Mrs. Kang whimpered.

“Ooh, it’s so beautiful to watch, Mi-Suk,” my mom groaned. “Doesn’t it make your pussy hot at all?”

“No,” Mrs. Kang said. “I’m not a degenerate.”

“I think you will be,” my mom said. “My son will make you realize that you’re a slut. I mean, you cheat on your husband. You’re already there. You just need to be honest about it. Then you’ll get to have so much fun. Mmm, sucking cocks, getting fucked in the ass, taking jizz in all your holes.”

Cherry broke our kiss and moaned, “Oh, Henry, our Moms are going to be such sluts together, aren’t they?”

“Yes!” I growled, thrusting so hard into her.

“Oh, yes, yes, yes!” she moaned.

Her pussy convulsed around my cock. Her face twisted with passion. She bucked beneath me, pressing her body into mine. I loved the feel of her breasts against my chest almost as much as her cunt climaxing around my thrusting dick.

I made her cum again. I made my girlfriend explode!

I could hear the joy in her moans as she shuddered beneath me, squirming against the couch. My hands shoved beneath the cushions to grip her ass. I cupped her rump as I fucked into her convulsing pussy.

“Oh, Mom, we’re going to make you suck so much cock!” Cherry moaned, her pussy writhing about my dick, sucking at it.

“We?” I demanded.

“Henry!” she screamed. “Henry—my boyfriend—is going to make you suck so many cocks. Fuck so many guys. There’s going to be such an orgy tonight! I can’t wait. I’m going to watch you get fucked by two guys! Three guys! You’ll have a dick in all your holes!”

The more she spoke, the harder she came. I groaned, thrusting into her pussy. My balls grew tighter and tighter. It was so hot hearing her cry out her fantasies. Tonight, every guy who joined the Mother Fucking Club would bring their mothers to a special meeting. So many MILFs would learn the joys of being sluts for their sons and other young men.

I groaned, my orgasm building so fast as her hot pussy sucked at my dick. Her flesh writhed about my shaft, milking it. The friction was incredible. Pleasure flowed through me. Such rapture that kept my cock pumping into her.

“I’m going to fill you with my jizz,” I groaned.

“No, no, you have no protection,” gasped Mrs. Kang. “She is not on the pill.”

“I’m not!” Cherry whimpered. “Please, please, spill it in me. I love you, Henry. And it would be soooo hot to be bred by you.”

“So hot,” whimpered my mommy-slut.

“I beg of you, Henry, don’t,” Mrs. Kang whimpered. “She is too young.”

“Cum in me!” Cherry moaned, her pussy spasming around my dick, her hot flesh so eager for it.

Then it hit me. Only my cum would ever spurt into her pussy. I would be the only guy who ever got that joy. Cherry was all mine. Mothers were sluts, but she was my girlfriend. And my girlfriend wasn’t a whore.

She was my lover.

I rammed into her depths. I groaned as my cock buried to the hilt in her. My jizz erupted. My cum fired into her depths. I grunted as the pleasure shot through me. I groaned with each spurt of my spunk into Cherry’s fertile pussy.

“He’s cumming in me, Mom!” Cherry howled, her face contorting with rapture. “My boyfriend’s cumming in me!”

“No!” Mrs. Kang gasped.

“Yes, yes, yes, flood your girlfriend with all your yummy cum, honey!” my mom moaned. “Then I can lick her clean!”

My pleasure peaked. I grunted as I fired the last blast of jizz into my girlfriend’s pussy. I collapsed on her, panting, shuddering. She writhed beneath me, such a pleased smile on her lips as her pussy’s convulsions died.

“Oh, Henry, that was wonderful,” she moaned. “Mmm, I love you so much. You know why? Because you ordered me to. You control me. Own me. Isn’t that so hot? It makes me want to cum again.”

“You are so kinky,” I panted, nuzzling my nose into hers.

“I know,” she said. “You need a kinky girl to keep up with you. I mean, look what you did with your powers.”

“Yeah,” I grinned. “Now I think your mother needs to learn her place.”

Her pussy clenched about my dick. “Definitely.”

I rolled off of Cherry, settling on the couch beside her, my cock hard and soaked with my juices. Mrs. Kang shuddered, her eyes red, her hand still covering her tits as she stared at her daughter’s well-fucked cunt. My mother knelt beside the Korean MILF, licking her lips, a wanton look in her dark eyes.

“Mrs. Kang, you are a slut,” I growled, the pain already flaring. “You love being wanton and naughty. You crave cocks fucking your pussy, your asshole. Especially young cocks. My cock. But you also love pussy. You want to lick cunt. You want to feast on it. Your daughter’s cunt is the best. You love licking your daughter. Because you’re a slut, aren’t you?”

My voice grew throaty at the end as the pain grew so great. But it was worth it to see Mrs. Kang’s expression change from horror to lust. She licked her lips now, salivating. Her hands lowered, revealing her nipples hardening, puckering up from her areolas to form two stiff protrusions. She leaned forward, her head drifting towards her daughter’s pussy.

“You’re such a slut, aren’t you, Mom?” Cherry asked.

“I… I am, Chae-Won.” The Korean MILF swallowed, her tits heaving. “I… I want to eat your pussy. It’s so full of cum.”

“Then what are you waiting on?” I demanded. “Lick her clean. You love eating my cum out of your daughter’s pussy.”

“I love you so much, Henry!” Cherry said, giving me a smoky look as her mother lunged forward.

Mrs. Kang buried her face between her daughter’s thigh, planting her lips right on Cherry’s well-fucked pussy. Her tongue flicked out, gathering my cum dribbling out of her daughter’s deflowered snatch, savoring the incestuous delight.

I grinned at the sight, then glanced at my mom. She had such a look of disappointment on her face. “You can suck my cock, Mommy-slut.”

“Ooh, thank you, Honey,” groaned my mom. “Mmm, Cherry has such a delicious tasting cunt. I bet it will be so yummy on your dick.”

“Mmm, I bet it would be,” Cherry said, shuddering. “Oh, Mom, yes, yes, jam that tongue into me. Ooh, you are such a whore. Lick that cum out of me.”

I put my arm around my girlfriend’s shoulders as my mom grabbed my dick. She stroked the slick shaft as she lowered her head. Her dark hair spilled across my thighs. Her tongue flicked out, sliding up my shaft to the tip, gathering up Cherry’s fresh cream.

I groaned, savoring the tongue bath, loving this moment. Mrs. Haley and Mrs. Woodham moaned through another set of orgasms as they kept feasting on each other’s cunt, lost to their lesbian delight. I loved this. It was so amazing.

“Mmm,” Cherry purred, her head resting on my shoulder. “I can’t believe the Halos really exist.”

I glanced at her. “What?”

“That’s how you got your powers, right?” she asked me, squirming as her mother feasted on her. “The Institute of Apotheosis sent you a package.”

“How do you know that?” I asked her, hardly noticing my mom’s mouth engulfing the tip of my dick.

“For the last two months, people with powers have been popping up across America,” Cherry said. “Or so people claim on the mind control stories forums. I thought it was an urban legend, or someone just writing hot mind control erotica, but it all started with this lesbian mom. They say she’s turning her entire town into a lesbian paradise. Just pussy licking and dildos and stuff, while any woman who pisses her off is instead turned into a complete slut. Like having to fuck as many guys in a day as possible.

“Which I guess keeps the guys happy. Then there’s the man in, I think, New Mexico. He has this harem of women. Like his daughters and everything.”

“Jesus,” I said. “What does the Institute want to accomplish?”

“Well, to make gods,” Cherry said. “I mean, don’t you feel like a god? You made me love you.” She had such a huge smile on her lips when she said that, and I doubt it was from her mommy-slut feasting on her pussy. “Someone connected these people with mind control powers to this hippie company called the Institute of Apotheosis. And you know what Apotheosis means, right?”

“Something about god or religion,” I frowned, struggling to remember my Greek roots while my mom sucked so hard on my dick.

“It means falling towards divinity. In other words, becoming a god.” She shuddered. “My boyfriend is a god. That’s so awesome.”

“Yeah,” I groaned, my balls getting tighter and tighter. I had thought that already.

“Ooh, I wish I had my own Halo,” she said, glancing at me. “Wouldn’t that be hot? To control a goddess who could control everyone else? Then we could build the club even faster.”

My dick throbbed hard in my mom’s mouth. “Yes!” I snarled. “That would be so hot!”

My cock erupted into my mother’s sucking mouth. Electricity shot through my body as I imagined Cherry putting on the Halo, gaining my same powers. She could order people around, make so many mothers into sluts.

A god couldn’t date a mortal. A god needed a goddess for his consort. The thought electrified through my mind as my cum pumped over and over into my mother’s hungry mouth. She swallowed it as I floated through the rapture of my orgasm. Beside me, Cherry squealed as she came on her mommy-slut’s mouth.

Shame I couldn’t make her into a goddess.

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Ulrich Geller’s eyes widened as he pulled his dick out of the cunt belonging to Jim’s mother. He stepped back, his body buzzing from the orgasm, letting Jim himself step up to fuck his mother. What the god said shot through Ulrich.

His head snapped over to the docks where the six remaining Halos waited to be shipped out to the gods chosen by the scryers. His hands clenched as such an insidious thought crept into his mind. It went against every policy and belief of the Institute.

But Henry was a God. Maybe… maybe he knew who should be a God, too.

To be continued…

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Adventures of a very powerful young man and his friends.

Note: ——I am NOT the author! There are several authors actually, I’m not so certain that any one of them is the creator, but I know it’s not me. I am simply sharing this lovely story with all of you because I have not seen it on here. Now originally it was all going to be 9 parts, but… Someone said the first one was too long, so I’ve decided to split all of these up into smaller posts. I thought I’d try a different look and sentence structure for this chapter, please let me know how you guys like it. ENJOY———

Tim, the Teenage Part Fifteen By: Rass Senip

+++ Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 – The North Mansion Part 2 – Are You Free This Evening? (Or A Slave?) (fff, mm foreplay)

“Wow!” Joey exclaimed as we entered the room my father had selected for us.

“Look at THAT!” Suzi exclaimed, pointing up on the wall.

“Holy Shit! How did he get that?” I said amazed.

“Heh. I guess the same place as that one,” Joey said pointing behind us.

“Shit,” was I could say.

We were looking at life size paintings of the moments I lost my virginities. The first one was of me entering Suzi, and the one behind us was of Joey entering me. I couldn’t believe it. I had felt no minds near us watching, and I was positive no one had peaked into our heads.

“But how did he do that? Look! The pillows are even under me. There must have been someone watching us..” I said, almost getting angry. “But I would have felt them! How did he DO that?”

“Well, he didn’t get it from one of us.. It looks like the person was standing around the bed. You can even see all our faces in that one, so it couldn’t have been from one of us,” Suzi analyzed.

“I think I know..” Joey said. “And it would explain why you didn’t feel anyone.”

“Why? You think someone could shield themselves somehow?” I asked looking at him.

“Nope. I think your dad got it from Mission Impossible or something.. You know. Hidden TV cameras.”

I blinked several times, trying to imagine where they would have been in the room nearly two weeks before. I couldn’t.

Joey continued. “Tim, you got a strange family. Most people only take pictures of you and your date to a dance or something, not your first sex. Heh, I can’t wait to see your family portrait. And I bet your family album is so pornographic, you could start your own magazine company and make Penthouse and Playboy go out of print…. Hey Suz, did I really make a face like that?”

“Yes you did. Am I really that fat? I think I’m gonna have to go back on that diet…”

“Na. I think it is just the way you’re laying or something. Besides, your tits aren’t that big either.”

“Oh thanks. Well I wasn’t going to say anything, but they gave you a bigger thingy too. And Tims…”

“GOT it!” I suddenly exclaimed. I walked over to a mirror on the wall, and said, “Here’s the camera for this room.” I made faces at myself for my hidden audience.

“How do you know?” Suzi said, walking up beside me.

“I’m watching myself through the painter’s eyes. No wonder he made you look a little bigger. The screen isn’t all that big. I guess he had to improvise a bit. So, do you want our peeping tom to go to sleep?”

“Hey… The one of you and me is at a different angle than yours with Suzi. There probably will be more cameras, and more painters,” Joey said, thinking out loud.

“Hmmm. Yep. five toms. Okay, but that still doesn’t answer my question. Do we want our love immortalized? Yea, or nae”

“I don’t really want strangers watching us like that. It’s embarrassing,” Suzi said.

“Well, that’s one vote yea. Joey?” I asked as Suzi blushed.

“Hmm. I wouldn’t mind seeing one with the twins…” he said, blushing towards Joy.

“Joy? …. Honey? …. Okay. I’ll leave our peeping toms alone then. Let’s check out the rest of the room.”

Joey and I took the twin’s leashes off and tossed them on a table while Suzi checked out the bed.

“Yep. It’s a water bed,” Suzi announced. “And there’s a huge mirror above it! Wow. I never thought about watching yourself make love..”

“Awe!, I like that idea,” Joey said, hurrying up beside Suzi.

“Hey, go check out the bathroom and see if there’s a jet bath or something. I gotta ask the twins something,” I said.

“Uhm. Okay, I guess,” Joey said a little suspicious.

“Oh, don’t worry Joey. He’s not gonna pull any more tricks,” Suzi said giving me a warning glare. Then they went into the bathroom, and immediately started their ewws and awes.

“Hey,” I said softly to the twins. “You two right now are free, remember? You don’t have to be so… uhm… willing or servant like. What I mean is, Joey and Suzi won’t be comfortable if you two wait to be told to do something, you know? Just do what you feel like doing, and don’t worry about how you could be pleasing us. The best way you could please us is to let us please you, okay? Try to act a little more…. uhm…. well, like us. Do what you want, you know?”

The girls stood there, looking at each other. Then they looked at me, and I understood. “Yeah! That would be great! I know we all would like that. But, you only have to do it if you want too, you got that? Good. Oh, man. This will be so cool. See? You’re getting what you want, and I am too. Works better this way.”

“Oh, hey Joy? Joey really likes you… Maybe because your name and his are so much alike. I don’t know. But if you want.. and only if you want.. do you want him to take yours instead of me? I could do your back door, while Honey…

“No, nothing like that. I could never choose between you two. It’s just that… well, Joey really does like you a lot, and I kinda feel that you should have special feelings for the person who takes your virginity. And I know he has them for you. But if I do both of you, I have to do someone first, and then the second one wouldn’t be… as special, you know? Yeah, he’s a good lover. I know that first hand. And like I said, I really couldn’t choose between you two. If you two want, Honey could let Joey do her instead, or we could just flip a coin..

“Cool. Okay. You sure, right? I didn’t mean to talk you into something you didn’t want to do… Okay… Cool.”

“Oh, and Joy?” I said taking a step up to her so my face was in front of hers. “I love you, you sweet and lovable thing you.” And then I kissed her like the woman she was. “Now, Honey… You’ll get plenty of that later, so don’t be pu.. MMPHH” I said as Honey forced herself on my lips and gave me the same kiss I had just given Joy.

“Okay, okay. You’re right. Free women for the night. You don’t have to do a thing I say,” I said, looking into her sparkling eyes. “But we better get the others before we do anything else, otherwise we might not be able to stop ourselves. Let’s go find out what they were ewwing about.”

We found Joey and Suzi in the largest bath tub I had ever seen, taking a bubble bath. Suzi was sitting with her back against the side of the tub, and Joey was kissing her, pressing his body over hers. It was a very tender and loving embrace, and very inspirational. When the twins started to get into the tub ahead of me, Joey disengaged, and sat down next to Suzi.

“Sorry,” he said. “But we figured you three were gonna get started and…”

“What, without you two? Never.”

“Hey, what’s going on?” Joey said as Joy sat down next to him, draping herself against him. Honey sat down next to Suzi, and gave Suz a warm smile.

“Joey? Joy would like you to take hers instead of me. But first they want to give Suz a little female attention so she doesn’t feel left out.”

“Huh?” Joey said, almost squeaking.

“Tim,” Suzi began. “I know you’re trying to make me feel more comfortable, but I don’t want you making them do…”

“Guys, they are free right now. They are only doing what they want, not what I want them too. I admit I suggested that Joy had hers taken by Joey. But what they want to do with you, Suz, was entirely their idea.”

“But I… They? You?…” Suzi said, torn.

Honey made up Suzi’s mind for her by placing her smiling face in front of Suzi’s, then gave her a gentle kiss. My already hard dick went to full attention, seeing the two girls kiss.

“Shit. No wonder Suzi gets so wet when she thinks of us doing it,” Joey said before I could.

“Yeah,” was all I could say as Honey assumed the position that Joey had been in when we had entered the bathroom.

When Joy went over to join them, I said, “I wish the damn bubbles weren’t in the way! You can’t really see much.”

I finally climbed into the tub, not taking my eyes off the wiggling mass of skin. Then I felt Joey’s eyes on me, so I looked back at him. He motioned with his eyes towards the girls, indicating for us to launch an attack. I smiled and nodded, and instead of me sitting down, Joey got up.

“GRRRRRRR,” we both exclaimed as we each grabbed a twin.

We managed to stay on our feet, as we carried the two giggling and struggling girls to the other side of the tub. I nearly dropped Joy when I realized her giggles were the first sound I had ever heard them make. (Although I realized later that I had heard them whimpering, so I should have realized they did have vocal cords.)

Suzi wasn’t so happy. “What did you do that for? You guys just can’t stand not being apart of all the fun all the time, can you. I was enjoying that!”

“Come on Suz. You watched everything Joey and I did. Let’s get out and get on the water bed. I promise Joey and I won’t stop you or anything unless we’re asked too.”

“Men! Joy and Honey? Just remember this. Men are….. PRICKS!” she spatted.

Joy and Honey just looked at Suzi with blank faces.

Suzi sighed, then said, “No, I know they have pricks. I just meant.. Oh, never mind. You’ll figure it out sooner or later. Now, I want you two pricks to lift me out, dry me off, and carry me to the bed. Otherwise, I’m staying right here.” Suzi said with a satisfied look.

“Come on, Tim. She means it,” Joey said, letting Honey go.

Not only did we have to lift out, dry, and carry Suzi, but the twins too. I thought they were carrying this free woman stuff a bit too far, with me and Joey playing the slaves, but I wasn’t going to spoil their fun. Besides, Joey and I really didn’t mind all the skin contact. As we carried the limp Honey out, Suzi was already on top of Joy, sucking on her left breast. Joey and my dicks swung up so fast that mine slapped against the bottom of Honey’s bare thigh. Honey took no notice, however. Once she was on the bed, she scampered over to the two, crawled under Suzi between the two to begin suckling at her nipple. Joey just stood there, dick in hand, hypnotized by the lesbian action in front of us.

I was also just as interested, but wanted to have some kind of action myself. So, with my eyes fixed on the sucking and wiggling mass, I walked over behind Joey, and ran my hand down his left butt cheek, just barely brushing his crack. He pushed back, but I held him forward. My hand pushed in between his thighs, and he parted them for me. I inserted my dick between his legs, then he clamped them around it. I was reaching around to grab his, but he stopped my hand before it got there. He didn’t want me to miss the show, and just used his own hand. I put my arms around him loosely, began slowly humping him while I licked and kissed his bare shoulder.

The entire time, our eyes never left the action on the bed. Suzi and Honey were busily frenching each other madly. Joy was on her back, working on Suzi’s slit with her tongue, while using her left hand on her sister’s. Suzi began a rhythmic humping, which stimulated Honey to do the same. It was obvious that Joy craved to hump something herself, but her right hand was busy keeping Suzi from suffocating her. I was strongly tempted to assist her, but knew better than to interfere. Soon the girls began to change in positions, giving Suzi a glance at what Joey and I were doing. The burst of horniness from what she saw launched Suzi into Joy’s sopping cunt, bringing a squeal from both the twins. I just then realized that they shared some sort of link beyond their empathic one.

The girls formed a twisting circle, each in between the legs of another. The tongues and lips worked slowly and gently at first, building up speed and energy until they were frantic and desperate. They began to wiggle under each other’s attempts to bring themselves to a climax, gasps and even a few moans escaping from their otherwise occupied mouths. I realized that I would probably orgasm with them if I didn’t stop, and as I slipped my hand down to Joey’s legs to indicate I wished to be released, the motions on the bed escalated. Hands grasped wiggling buttockses while muffled cries of release came from Suzi.

My dick fell free of Joey’s thighs, but not due to my signal. Joey’s legs had buckled as he spurted his load onto the bed. I managed to keep our balance while supporting Joey during his shutters and jerks. It had been a pity the mass of struggling flesh on the bed had been out of range, otherwise the cum might have not been such a waste, soaking into the bedspread like that. I eased Joey down to the floor so he could enjoy his buzz. I laid his shoulders and head against my tummy and chest, and realized I was holding him like Sandra had held me, and found his heartbeat to be very comforting.

“Well I’ll be a monkey’s Uncle.” I said to myself.

Joey replied, “Yeah…. Uncle…. Monkey….. Yeah….”, then looked up at me grinning.

“Yeah….” I just grinned back, comprehending his own little joke on Suzi earlier, and then gave him a peck on the forehead. He hadn’t actually been that close to coming when I made my bet with Suzi.

After resting a few minutes, Joey looked back up at me and asked, “Hey. Didn’t Sherman say something about food and entertainment while we where in the .. uhm, what’s it called?”

“The North Study. And don’t ask me why it is called that. I don’t have a clue. Yeah, there was food and entertainment waiting, but I didn’t think anyone was hungry, and I knew Suzi wasn’t ready for that kind of entertainment. So, I just never called them in. I was thinking about just having dinner in there, because the entertainment is the food. Well, sorta.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“Trust me. You’ll like it. But not after cumming like that. For this kind of entertainment, you have to be horny to like it.”

Joey’s dick perked up, and he said, “Hey, you know I’m always horny.”

“Yeah, I know. Hey, come to think of it, I’m getting kind of hor… hungry. Heh. But we need to get Suzi in the mood. How about we…” I said as I flashed him a few mental pictures.

“Yeah, Okay. But wait. Do you think we’ll be able to stop her from getting some for herself? She just might lay into the twins again with it.”

“Hmm. Good point. What about we don’t actually do it, just look like we are about to..”

“Yeah….. Okay….. Yeah…..” he said, grinning evilly.

We got up, and almost canceled our plan when we found the girls were holding each other, slurping each others faces happily. Joey and I looked at each other, then Joey bent his head towards the fridge. I nodded, and we went to get our supplies. Joey and I had done a little research. We had gone through all of his skin magazines, looking for ideas to try. That’s how we figured out why there was a fridge in the room with a strange assortment of food goods. As we walked back over to the bed with our weapons of lust, we decided it would be safer if we did it to Joey instead of me since he had just cum. The bed was even larger than the last one, but we wanted to make sure we got Suzi’s undivided attention.

“Excuse us,” Joey said, climbing over their legs to get to the bigger side of the bed. I tossed him the can of whip cream, then the chocolate syrup and followed his path.

“What are you two going to do with that?” Suzi asked, unimaginatively.

“I’m going to make myself a hot dog sundae,” I said, taking the whip cream cap off. I stalled a bit by reading the directions, then started shaking the can. “Hey Joey, what does this remind you of?” I said, as I shook the can.

“Duh.. kinda looks like you’re jerkin’ me off, Tim. Hey, should I put the chocolate syrup on before or after the whip cream?”

“Well,” I paused appearing to think it over, “how about both. I think a layer of chocolate syrup, followed my whip cream, then another layer of chocolate would go very nicely with your hot dog. Unless you want some of those cherries also.”

“Hey yeah, but only one. I only have one cherry left. I wonder if…”

“Guuuuuhhh!” Suzi said as she scrabbled towards us.

Luckily we were prepared, and launched ourselves off the waterbed and ran like the wind. She chased us naked all the way to the study, and by the time we reached our spots, she had forgotten what she had been chasing us for. But she quickly remembered after Joey and I started using the chocolate and whip cream on each other, smearing it all over our bodies.

“Shit Joey, you’re really starting to turn me on. This is really turning out hot!”

“Yeah,” Joey said before he licked my left nipple that he had just covered with the whip cream and chocolate mixture.

“Shit Joey. Remember what we’re doing this for,” I said, spotting Suzi coming in the entrance. “Here she comes. Shit, Fuck, Damn, Joey, are you listening to me?”

He let his tongue travel up my chocolate covered chest and neck, then looked in my eyes and said, “Gotcha.”

“Heh. Yeah…… Gotcha….. Yeah…..” I said grinning.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Suzi getting on the cushions farther down from us. I said, “Hook, line, and sinker, Joe.”

I called for Sandra and the others, and then called for the entertainment and food. As people started to get very busy below us, Suzi decided that our show was over, but the real one was about to begin. So she crawled over and sat on the other side of Joey from me.

“I take it you two were getting tired of boy talk?” She said as she laid back against the man’s smooth chest. She ran her fingers across his chest, and smiled warmly to him.

Joey replied, “Nah. Couldn’t you tell? We got hungry.”

“Yeah, but hungry for what,” Suzi said, grinning.

She had recovered from her horniness, and as I spotted our first course walking up, I knew I had to act fast.

“Hungry for this,” I said as I crawled over to Joey. I began licking the bronze coating off his tummy, while I took hold of his bronze dick and stroked it a few times. I heard them both gasp, and then Joey’s hands came up to help. I checked Suzi’s progress, and saw that her oven was almost finished preheating. In a single motion, my tongue traveled up from top of this tummy, through the valley of his chest, and rested my sucking lips on his neck. My body was lying on top of his, his hardon pulsing against my tummy. I couldn’t help but to sloppily clean his neck before I stopped and got back to my seat before either of them knew what happened.

“Okay, you two, snap out of it. The grub is here. And I don’t want to hear any complaints about the china, because these people have been preparing since last week.”

“Huh?” Joey asked, looking around.

There were five women and a man waiting to join us on the cushions. I signaled them to proceed, while below us the cooking carts and servants filed in like a circus. The first three women who joined us on the cushions each sat down beside one of us. They were shockingly overweight compared with the rest of the women seen, their jugs even more so. We were automatically laid down a bit more, and the heavy women took a position slightly behind us and swung one of their heavy breasts across the shoulder of our ‘seats’.

“No way!” Joey exclaimed in delight.

“Timmy, I am not going to do this!” Suzi said harshly.

“Suz, like I said. These people have been preparing for a week. Someone has to, otherwise they will be in pain tomorrow. I didn’t have anything to do with this. I only learned of it when I check to see what the entertainment was. I promise, if you don’t like it, I will make sure my father doesn’t do this again. I know how it seems to you, but everything these people are doing gives them pleasure. Do you want to keep that from them?”

“Don’t try and make it sound like I’m the one doing something wrong! This isn’t right and you know it!”

“Suz, talk to Tanya, the woman who is offering you her breast. Yes, all these people have had their lives taken away from them by my father. That’s what’s wrong, and I despise him for that. But these people are innocent. They only can be happy by doing what my father wants, and right now Tanya would be emotionally devastated if you didn’t accept her breast. The damage is done, Suzi. You can only make it worse by not going through with it.

“My father has set all of this up to corrupt us. We can’t let him do that, but we can’t hurt these people either. Please, trust me, Suzi. Just accept what they offer you. The only way we can beat my father is by getting to know each one of these poor people he throws at us. As long as we see them as the people they are, and not some…. possession, we will be doing what is best. All right?”

Suzi was quite for a moment, then asked Tanya about it. After several minutes of chatting with not just Tanya, but with Terry whose chest she was laying against, and Chris, the man who had also joined us on the cushions to serve Suzi her food, she sighed.

“All right, Tim,” she said a moment later. “But I wish you would explain these things BEFORE you shock us with this kind of stuff.”

Joey piped in, “Yeah, but it isn’t as fun.”

I spotted the twins finally arriving. I had sent someone to inform them what had happened right after Suzi left the bedroom. They wouldn’t go anywhere without being put on leash and having someone hold it as they lead the way here. And since they never rush anything, they just had arrived. They were about to take their usual places when the two men I had called arrived and offered their chests.

“What?” I said when the twins disapproved. “Come on girls.. Just once… Hrrrr.. okay. fine. But I’m fine just the way I am, and so is Joey. And so is Suzi, so don’t even ask her.”

“What are you three arguing about?” Joey asked.

“What do you think? They’re just a couple of stupid slave girls, and they will never be anything else… I’ve been so STUPID! I wanted to give them something that my father would never give them: free will. But they will never be more than a couple of well trained bitches.” I got up, shaking, I was so angry.

“They want to fuck us so they can go and fuck their Master. Well, I don’t fuck animals. So fuck off. All of you. FUCK OFF!” I said to the entire household.

Then without waiting for a reply, I stormed off. I left the study, went straight to my room, jumped in the shower to rinse off, then got dressed. I was about to leave the room when the twins showed up, a servant holding their leashes.

“What the fuck are you two doing here? I didn’t call for a blow job. Get the fuck out.”

They didn’t budge. I knew my plan wasn’t really working because they just stood there emotionless. I had expected them to be upset, but they were only mildly concerned. I dropped my anger which I was feeding using every teenage trick I knew.

I said, “Look… I don’t accept you two as being people when you wear a leash just to walk around the house. If you two can’t get it through your heads you have just as much right to do what you want as I or my father do.. Go fuck a slave, because that is all you’ll ever be.”

That did upset them, mostly because I had truly meant it. They were throwing all sorts of mixed emotions at me, begging me to stop.

“You’re not listening. I don’t want to hurt you two. I want to help you. But you’re part of my father’s plan. He knew I would try and break his hold over you two. You’re his slaves, that’s all you know how to be, and that’s all you want to be. You don’t want to be freed because you’re happy to be his. I’m sorry, but I can’t free you. You have to do it yourself. And I am not going to play this game any longer.

“I’m going home. No, I’m not coming back. Not while you two are wearing collars, refusing to be treated as the princesses you two are. You should have your own rooms, bigger and better than this one. You should have friends! No, not slaves that you bathe with! You know, people your own age, who like you, and you like them. NO! Not because your father told them! They tell themselves!”

Suzi and Joey popped in, and were about to speak, but I cut them off. “Get dressed. We are leaving. I came here mostly because of these too. But they’re just as mindless as the rest of my father’s slaves.”

“But, I thought…” Joey started.

“Shut up Joey. Get dressed and let’s go home.”

“Why! Come on Tim! You keep making decisions for all of us with out talking to us first! You said the twins can’t be controlled.”

“I was wrong, okay? Look Joey. When they walked into the study wearing those leashes, it all fell together. My father is using them to get me. When I couldn’t take them away from him last time, he knew I wouldn’t give up. And he was right. If we stay and take their virginities, he’s won. I don’t make love with slaves.”

“Timmy,” Suzi started, “I think you’re making more of this, just like you did with your dream and everything.”

“What? You want proof? Okay. Fine. Do you really think they are free to do whatever they want?”

“Well, yes, within reason.”

“Okay. My father made me Master while he was away. If they are really free, then if I give them a command that they really don’t want to do, they wouldn’t do it, right?”

“Well, only if they haven’t been taught differently. You can’t expect them to have the same values, you know.”

“I know. Okay. Tell you what. I’ll fuck the twins if they can refuse my next command. How about that.”

I turned to the girls and said, “You want something, you want it very badly because you love my father. Yes.. I know you love me too. But this isn’t about love. This is about free will. Me and Joey will go through with all of this fucking if you can show me you are truly free.

“I am the Master of this household, and I command you two to suck and lick my dick as hard and fast as you can. That’s what you are. Suck slaves. Come suck your Master’s dick, slaves..”

With tears in their eyes, they obeyed. They hurried over to me, pulled my shorts down, then began to worship my dong. I started crying too. They really were slaves. But I continued anyway.

“Thats it. You are property. My property. Suck and lick you Master’s dick. That’s all you want in life. To suck and swallow his cum. Everything you are is to please your Master. His cum, his balls, his dick. That’s all your world will ever be. Suck your Master. Suck him good. That’s a good slave. Good fucken suck slaaaave?”

I couldn’t stand it any more. I started bawlin’, all the while they sucked and licked. And yet I exploded in Honey’s mouth.

Before she could do anything with it, I yelled “Spit it out!”

She did. Joey and Suzi had gotten dressed very unhappily.

I pulled my pants up and said, “I guess I named you two wrong. You should have been Suck and Lick. Goodbye Suck and Lick. I will never see you again,” and walked out the door carrying my suitcase.

Joey and Suzi followed, not saying a word. We reached the main doors, and they began to open. Another limo I had requested was waiting to take us home. I asked Fanny for my coin, then said goodbye to Sherman and reached out and said goodbye to the rest of the slaves I knew. I was streaming with tears by the time I got in the limo, and once the door was shut, I was bawling out on Suzi’s shoulder for a good five minutes. When I worked enough of it out, I realized we hadn’t started to move yet.

I issued the commands to the driver, then whispered “Goodbye, Joy and Honey. I’m sorry,” as the limo was put into gear.

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A fever turns into a steaming hot orgy

Ellen walked into the house, coated with the ran that was pouring from the sky. She had been called several minutes before by her best friend Jessica, who felt terrible. Jessica had a date later that day, with her boyfriend Ray. Ray was into athletics at her High School, and he was near the top of the popularity ladder. He was also near model status.
Jessica, in her bed with a fever, rolls over, then falls onto the floor. The crash wakes Ellen, who runs into her room. As she helps Jessica off the floor and onto her bed, she asks: “Are you all right?”
“I dunno, my thigh hurts,” Jessica moans.
“Let me look.”
Jessica pulls up her long nightshirt to reveal a black and blue mark on her right thigh.
Ellen looks at it then says, “It look’s okay.”
Jessica moans, and Ellen feels her forehead.
“You’ve got a fever, let me go get a thermometer,” Ellen says before she runs into the bathroom.
She returns with the thermometer and gets ready to stick it in Jessica’s mouth. Ellen reads the thermometer and groans. “It’s rectal.”
“Don’t we have another one?” Jessica asks.
“I must’ve gotten this one by mistake. Do you want me to go to the store?”
Jessica thinks a minute then replies: “Might as well use it.” She rolls over and further pulls up her nightshirt, it’s now up to her mid-back. Ellen pulls down Jessica’s white satin panties and sticks the thermometer up her ass.
“So how are you and Ray?” Ellen asks, uncomfortably looking at her best friend’s ass.
“Ok,” Jessica answers. “Umm, Ellen, could you rub my back…it kind of hurts.”
“Sure.”
Ellen rubs Jessica’s back, resulting in moans of pleasure from Jessica. After five minutes, Ellen stops and takes the thermometer from Jessica’s ass. She looks at it in the light and says: “A hundred and one. You’re really sick.”
“Damn, Ray and I were supposed to go out tonight.”
“Maybe he can stay here with you.” Jessica rolls over to face her friend over and says, “Yeah, I guess so.”
Ellen sees Jessica’s bare, blond cunt, right in front of her. She starts to turn red, but doesn’t turn away. Jessica watches her, interest. Ellen thinks for a second, then climbs on top of Jessica and starts to kiss her. Jessica coughs. “What are you doing?” she screams.
“Something that might make you feel better.” Ellen reaches down and starts playing with Jessica’s clit. Jessica continues to fight but is soon overcome by the pleasure her friend is giving her. She grabs Ellen and sticks her tongue down her friend’s throat. Ellen breaks away from the kiss and moves down to Jessica’s trimmed blond cunt.
Ellen gently licks Jessica’s clit, causes her to moan with pleasure. Jessica reaches down and presses Ellen’s face deeper into her crotch. Ellen starts sucking her friend’s clit as she sticks her finger in her ass at the same time. Jessica screams as she comes, and even more as Ellen swallows all her friend’s cunt juices.
Jessica pulls off her nightshirt, revealing her big tits, as Ellen takes off her clothes, leaving them in a pile at the door. Jessica pulls her friend on top of her and starts Frenching her. The two coeds breasts touch, their nipples sending waves of pleasure through their bodies. Ellen moves down to Jessica’s chest and starts sucking on her nipples. Jessica giggles, reaches down, and squeezes her lovely friend’s nipples. Ellen softly moans and lightly bites one of Jessica’s.
Cum leaks from Ellen’s cunt onto Jessica’s thigh. Ellen gets up and kneels on all fours and wiggles her behind at her friend. Jessica sticks her tongue into Ellen’s cunt, first licking her clit, then fucking her pussy with her tongue, rubbing her crotch from behind.
Ellen screams with joy as Jessica eats her pussy with beginner’s luck. Then reaches up to Ellen’s ass and shoves a finger in. Ellen screams again, the pleasure’s almost too much for the girl to take. She comes, soaking Jessica’s face, then rolls over onto the bed lungs heaving. “Well you look much healthier than you did ten minutes ago,” Ellen said to her friend, as she stroked her tummy affectionately.
The girls heard a creaking at the door, Ellen reflexively hid steaming ass under her shirt. Ray walked in, with a gigantic bulge in his pants. He had watched the whole unfurling from behind the door. Ellen asked him to, “please not tell anyone.” Ray laid down the rules, “I will ltell if someoned doesn’t take their shirt off right now. Ellen blushed and obliged.
Ray felt her 33C breasts with extreme lust and fervor. He began to stroke his throbbing cock. Jessica began to strip too. Ray instinctively undid his pants, and Jessica gave him the most lustful and deep blowjob any man could ever hope for. He came in gigantic spurts, all over Jessica’s hair, and Ellen’s stomach.
Ray told them, “There is no way I will tell.”
The friends had many more sexual adventure over their last high school years. Ray went all the way with both of them many times. In College, Jessica was known as the Queen of BJ’s, and Ellen was known for her dripping wet pussy. Ray was known for his talents at anal and doggystyle.
I hope you enjoyed this story. I will write more if you give me a good rating.

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Hey all. I’ll try to get subsequent Chapters out every Wednesday. hopefuly that will help with the checking back. if you havn’t read the previous chapters, please go back and read them first. Won’t be doing a lot of exposition to bring you up to speed.

MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT PART 11 DINNER & A MOVIE

Rach followed Lidia into the house while I extricated my bike from the jeep. As I parked it in the

garage, I tried to will my painful hard-on down. The rock hard state I’d been in since the girls

picked me up at the pool nearly 6 hours ago had, on the ride home with Lidia on my lap, gone from

pleasurable pain, to near agony.

I considered cranking one out right there in the garage, but one tentative grip confirmed my fear

that I was too far down the road of blue-balls to stand the act. I fell back to plan B, forced

shrinkage.

I quietly made my way to the bathroom, avoiding any Rach instigations, and took a cold shower;

forcing my thoughts to focus on anti-hard images. The last two years of being self-conscious of my

bulge had had its plusses; I had become very skilled at deflation. Sighing with relief as I felt

the pressure ease, I turned the shower warm, and relaxed; my only energy expended by my intentional

oversight of all things Rachel.

I stayed in my sanctuary from sex long enough to be confident that another woody would be painless,

and then, towel in hand, I re-entered the world. I opened the bathroom door, heedless of my nudity

and who might see me, and walked to my room to dry off.

My glance at the computer told me that the girls weren’t in their room. With a mix of relief and

disappointment I fell back onto my bed. It was amazing how exhausting being hard all day could be.

Without intending it, I fell asleep almost instantly, my legs still hanging over the edge of the

bed.

I woke to a soft tapping on the door. “Jake, there is dinner” came Lidia’s tentative voice softly

through my door.

“O.K. I’ll be down in a minute” I managed through the fog of waking up.

I pulled on some basketball shorts, and a t-shirt, and headed for the kitchen. The haze in my

brain made the empty and, apparently un-cooked-in, kitchen an unfathomable mystery. Luckily, my

nose stepped in to help out. The unmistakable smell of pizza led me down stairs to the family

room.

“Bout time” was Rach’s greeting as I rounded the corner at the bottom of the stairs. The girls

were sitting on a blanket between the sofa and the big-screen, picnicking on the pizza sitting

between them. I noticed Rach had convinced Lidia not to “dress” for dinner. Rach had on her short

“Bite Me” shorts, and a t-shirt she had trimmed so it came only halfway down her stomach. Lidia

wore one, or possably two of her purchases from the mall; a pink tank top with “GAP” written across

her chest, and a pair of silky loose shorts I imagine could have come from Victoria’s Secret.

As I joined them, smiling my greeting to both of them in turn, I noticed that short shorts and

sitting Indian-style was a great combo. Rach’s shorts were tight, but I saw enough to confirm the

lack of panties. Lidia’s shorts however, seemed tailor-made for my viewing pleasure. I could

easily see down the leg that pointed toward me to the smooth pink of her pussy. The contrast with

her dark tan made it seem to glow even in the shaded cover that her shorts barely managed to

provide.

The girls had been in mid- conversation when I came in, so I quietly ate, and let them talk. It

was difficult to follow along. They seemed to flip back and forth from Italian to English without

a care. I gathered they were talking about something in Italy; perhaps someone, but it was hard to

tell.

Eventually they finished that conversation, and Rach turned to me. “Have a good nap?” she asked

smiling sweetly.

“Yea, I can’t believe I was so tired.” I said through a mouthful of pizza.

“We’re gona watch a movie. You up to it?” Rach asked, not giving me any indication she intended

the double meaning.

“Depends on what movie.” I said with false bravado; I would have stayed through the chick-iest

flick they could find.

“You chose a movie for us” Lidia offered, interjecting as if to mollify me and my idle threat.

With my newfound understanding, I could tell Lidia was into me. What I couldn’t tell was the

reason she didn’t act on her desire. Perhaps, as I gained more experience, I would get better at

figuring this kind of thing out. As it was, I was only able to narrow it down to 4 possibilities.

First, her culture might encourage a demure demeanor, expecting the guy to work for it. Second,

the presence of Rach was making any, more forward actions, awkward. Third, the 1½ year deficit in

my age was causing a battle between her hormones and her brain. Fourth, she feared any

relationship beyond friendship might jeopardize her situation as guest in our house.

Coming back to the present, I accepted the offer to choose a movie, and went to the shelf to find

something. A few quiet words in Italian from Rach to Lidia as I flipped through the DVDs, seemed

to reignite the girl’s giggles. I figured Rach was busting Lidia for encouraging me to stay.

I popped in something I can’t remember, except I know I got something with Brad Pit; Rach loves the

Pit, and I was trying to be nice. I went to sit on the sofa, and the girls laid face down on the

blanket in front of me to watch.

Everything started off normally. I spent half of my time watching the two asses on the floor at my

feet; enjoying the freedom of not worrying about getting busted for it, as they were locked onto

the movie. My cock awoke refreshed from its rest as I took in the view. It shared the right leg

of my basketball shorts with my thigh, pointing, ironically, at the back of Lidia’s head; the

source of much of what gave it the power to point.

Rach asked for a bathroom break, and I paused the movie as she got up and headed upstairs. Lidia

rolled over onto her side; forced by the absence of Rach, and the frozen movie, to turn to me.

“You like the movie?” she asked, clearly trying to fill the awkward silence.

“Yep.” I answered easily, then added “You?”

As I asked, I saw Lidia’s eyes catch on the opening of my shorts leg. After a frozen moment of

staring, too long to possibly pass unnoticed, she looked back up to me. Her expression shifted as

if she were waking up, and she stammered “Excuse me. Pease repeat.”

Smiling innocently, I said “I asked did you like the movie.”

“Yes, I like it very much” she answered, seeming to regain her composure.

Lidia sat up to face me, and pulled her knees up under her chin. The looseness of her shorts

caused them to hang away below her. I could see her smooth tan skin curving away from the backs of

her thighs to the gentle sweep of her ass. I let my eyes linger there purposely; hopefully sending

her a message, and also easing her discomfort at getting caught doing the same.

As I looked back up to her I measured my expression; wanting my smile to walk the line between

innocent and lecherous. I was pleased to see a small smile creep onto her lips. Finally the veil

of awkward nervousness seemed to be lifting from her. I was about to test the limits of that small

smile when Rach returned.

Rach carried with her, three more blankets, and a couple of pillows. “I was getting cold” she

answered the unspoken question.

“Me too” agreed Lidia, as Rach handed her a blanket and pillow.

As Lidia laid back down and arranged herself, Rach tossed me a blanket, and turned to lay back down

next to Lidia. As I turned the blanket over in my hands, the remote to our toy fell onto my lap.

Smiling to myself at the her audacity, I threw the blanket over my legs and waited patiently for

the girls to finish arranging themselves.

They had been laying shoulder to shoulder before. Their feet not quite reaching the foot of the

sofa. As Rach laid down this time though, she scooted back till her knees hit the bottom of the

sofa between my feet. Getting the hint, I slid down in my seat, moving my ass to the edge, and

lifted up my blanket to let Rach’s feet in, where they rose to the perfect height between my

thighs.

I pulled down my shorts, capturing Rach’s feet in each of the leg holes as I slid them down;

letting them fall to my feet and slide up Rach’s calves, pinning her knees to my ankles. Free from

the confines of the shorts, my cock rose away from Rach’s feet to tent the blanket. With my hand I

tipped it down and held it till Rach managed to grip it between the arches of her little feet.

Hoping all of this had gone unnoticed by Lidia, I belatedly un-paused the movie as Rach slowly slid

her feet the length of my cock. I upped the movie volume to help cover any sounds that might give

us away, and switched on both the clit, and g-spot vibe to 1. Rach had already cum without me once

today, and I was going to make sure she didn’t leave me hanging again.

I watched her ass roll slowly under her blanket as the vibes began their work. Her feet stopped

their slide up my cock mid stroke as her attention was diverted. I turned the vibes off, wanting

to send the message that her pleasure was tied to mine. She risked a quick glance over her

shoulder to me, a frustrated pout on her lips. I closed my hand over her toes and forced her feet

to finish the stroke.

Rach turned back to the movie, and resumed her work on my cock in earnest. I couldn’t tell if it

was for my benefit or out of frustration but, the pressure of her feet on my cock, and the speed at

which she slammed the tops of her feet into my groin as she bottomed out at the base of my cock

with each stroke, felt amazing. I turned the vibes back on, to 2 this time, to show her my

appreciation. With only a momentary stutter, her feet resumed pulling at my cock.

The blanket on Rach was a frustrating impediment to my view of her ass. I leaned over and slowly

pulled down on the blanket. As it began moving, Rach glanced over her shoulder at me again; a wild

recklessness shone in her eyes. Taking that as consent, I continued pulling at the blanket,

eventually leaving it gathered in the crook of her knees.

Her ass now more exposed, I watched the “Bite Me” printed across her shorts quiver and roll. Her

tendency to hump the air as she got close to cumming, though stifled, warned me that I was in

danger of being left behindl.

I could feel the shaking that promised her orgasm through her feet on my dick. The sensation,

almost a vibration, was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Throwing caution to the wind, I

flipped off the blanket covering my lap; exposing my cock, wrapped in my sister’s feet, to anyone

who happened to turn around.

Grabbing both of Rach’s feet in my hands, I held them still, and forcefully pumped into them. Just

as the first jet of cum erupted from me, I shifted my aim with her feet. A long white stream of

cum flew out over Rach, landing in a trail up her back as the next jet of cum took its place in the

air. The second load of cum shot into the back of Rach head like a water hose.

My barely coherent thought that she must have felt that was confirmed as I felt and saw her body go

rigid with her orgasm. I sent stream after stream out through her feet, most landing on her

exposed lower back, and rigidly flexed ass; any concern at being discovered by Lidia buried by the

bliss of my long awaited cum.

As the last meager globs of cum oozed into Rach’s feet, my senses returned and I flipped the

blanket back over my lap. I laid back exhausted and breathed a deep sigh of relief. ‘I needed

that’ I thought to myself dreamily.

A twitch against my cock brought me back, and I realized I still had the vibes on. I hurriedly

grabbed the remote, and switched them off. I looked up just it time to see as Rach’s rigid body

shuddered, and then melted.

I waited a few moments for Rach to come back from her sub-space, admiring the state of her cum

coated back and ass. When she finally looked around to me, the reprimand in her eyes was tempered

by the sly smile she gave me. Glancing over her shoulder at her own ass, she reached back. Finding

a spot on her lower back where my cum had pooled, she scooped some up with two fingers, and

seductively brought them to her mouth; watching my reaction to her lewd performance.

I returned her sly smile, and leaning over, pulled her blanket back up past the worst of my cum.

Sighing deeply as she finished licking her fingers clean, she turned back to the movie; her feet

still cradling my cock in a loving embrace.

As the movie neared its end, I watched for any sign from Lidia that she had noticed the perversion

going on behind her. She seemed engrossed in the movie, which was a good sign, but I had no way of

knowing for certain if she had seen or heard anything.

I was a little surprised at the lack of concern I felt. The thought of Lidia discovering Rach and

my secret relationship, instead of causing a feeling of panic, produced only slight nervousness. I

searched myself, trying to find a reason for this absence of fear. Failing to find any logical

explanation, I reminded myself to be careful; evidently I needed to chaperone myself in this.

The movie ended, and I remembered just in time, to pull my shorts back up and free Rach from the

bind they had around her knees. Rach wrapped her blanket around her, cleverly covering the mess

down her back, and led the way upstairs. I brought up the rear, following Lidia who, unlike Rach,

had left her blanket behind; giving me, intentionally or not, another opportunity to check out her

ass as we climbed.

I felt the, all too uncommon, cool evening breeze flowing through the house as we crossed the

living room headed for the stairs to our rooms. The weather seemed ideal for a good run and,

remembering my offer to take Lidia running, I spoke up as I reached the second floor “Hey Lidia,

you wana go for a run?”

Pausing in the doorway to Rach’s room, she turned to my question, an eager expression showing in

her smile. “Yes please. I will like to run.” She beamed.

Looking past her to Rach, standing in the middle of her room, I hoped for some response from her to

help me gauge her reaction to my offer. Rach, who had already shed her blanket, casually lifted

her top, exposing those perfect tits to me. This blatent tease, along with her expression, gave me

all the information I needed. She might as well have spoken the words ‘You’re sweet. Don’t be TOO

sweet without me!’ her little performance also told me that she to, it seemed, had relaxed her

concern over Lidia finding out our secret.

Redirecting my eyes back to Lidia before she turned to see Rach flashing me, I said “I’ll meet you

downstairs in 5 minutes”

“O.K.” Lidia said brightly, and she turned to go in the room just as Rach lowered her shirt.

I already had good shorts for running on, so I only had to put on some running shoes to be ready to

go. I was waiting at the front door when Lidia came down. She had short black running shorts on,

the shiny sheer kind, and only a black sports bra with no shirt. She was a sight to behold, and I

had to force myself not to stare as she approached. “All set?” I said smiling as I turned to open

the door.

“I am!” Lidia chirped following me outside.

We stretched for a couple of minutes on the front porch. Planning the course to run in my head, I

asked “How far do you usually run?”

“5 or 10 kilometers” Lidia answered through the strain of an impressive stretch; her body pressed

to her legs as she stood, her arms wrapped around her calves.

Converting, in my head, to miles, I laid out a 4 mile course in my mind that would take us past a

park with a drinking fountain at the halfway mark. We completed our stretch with little talk, and

started our run. I set a slow pace to start, not wanting to push her to hard.

“Thank you for inviting me Jake.” Lidia said as we turned the corner and our house disappeared from

view.

“Thank you.” I returned. “I don’t get to run with a partner very much.” I glanced over to add my

smile to my words. She looked back at me with those blue eyes, and I felt, for a moment, that we

really connected. Her nervousness, which had seemed a shield between us, had been turned off.

Maybe it was our mutual ogling earlier that had somehow broken through the awkward vibe I had been

getting from her; or maybe some other blessed thing had caused the thaw. Whatever it was, I was

happy with the change that seemed to have taken her; I just hoped it wasn’t fleeting.

“Do you run often?” Lidia asked, pulling me away from my thoughts.

“I try to get a run in every other day, but I haven’t gotten to in over a week.” I answered,

smiling to myself at the reason for my neglect. A small part of me felt guilty that I had let

things with Rach get in the way of my training; but that small part was shouted down by a chorus of

giddy hormones. A few seconds in a triathlon just didn’t come close to the experiences I had

shared with Rach these past two weeks.

“How about you?” I returned her question, looking over to her as I did. She was breathtaking in

this setting. Compared to the fancy sophisticated look when I first saw her, this was much more

appealing to me. Her lithe lean body rippled sensuously as she floated over the ground. Her tan

skin shimmered with a light sheen of sweat; every curve and sweep of her muscles glinting in the

dim light.

I was grateful when she answered, as it gave me an excuse to continue soaking in the vision of her.

“I am the same. But my running is not so flat.” She said, glancing at me with those startlingly

blue eyes.

Even without the nervousness that had plagued me until recently, I felt my chest constrict with

those eyes on me. Looking away to save myself from any relapse into old Jake, I gestured to point

out our next turn; grateful for the distraction.

I increased my pace as we neared the halfway point where we could take a water break. Even without

knowing a break was coming, she easily remained at my side. I was impressed. Running was not, by

any means, my strongest part of triathloning, but I had worked hard to at least limit it as a

liability. She matched me step for step, and it occurred to me that I was not the one hanging back

to talk.

I risked another glance at Lidia. Her feet barely hit the ground; seeming to glide smoothly past

each step. She turned to meet my gaze, and through the daze that clouded my brain when I looked in

her eyes, I could see how little effort she was expending in her easy expression. I redoubled my

efforts as we hit the edge of the park that had the drinking fountain. I told myself I was pushing

myself so as not to hold her back from getting a workout, and it was mostly that. I would be lying

though, if I didn’t admit to my pride rearing its head just a bit.

“Water break?” I asked, gesturing to the fountain as we approached it.

“Great.” She said, and I was pleased to hear some strain in her voice, and some sense of relief at

the offer of a break.

I let Lidia take the first drink, taking the opportunity to stretch. These basketball shorts were

fine for running (usually). The problem was that they offered no ‘support’. With Lidia providing

more than enough fuel, my dick had decided to come along for the run. Thankfully, for the sake of

Lidia’s newfound comfort with me, my cock had only partially joined us. It’s moderate swell

floated down my short’s leg, swinging with ease at each step.

I took off my shirt, which, thanks to the humid night, was soaked with my sweat, and tucked it in

the back if my shorts like a tail. Lidia came up from her long drink. She glanced at my newly

exposed chest and stomach, and I was encouraged that she didn’t look away abashed, but gave me an,

dare I say it, appreciative smile.

I took my turn drinking, using the time to consider the validity and voracity of her apparent

signal. I came up from my drink, feeling satiated but still uncertain. As I stepped away from the

fountain, Lidia came back, for what I assumed was another drink. Without warning, or any nod to

modesty, Lidia pulled her sports bra up over her head; revealing her immaculately shaped breasts.

I watched them form into perfect tear drops as her arms lowered. The tiniest of nipples showing

even darker than her tan, punctuated each smooth mound.

To say I was shocked would be an understatement and a simplification. A moment of profound

confusion was swept away as I realized she was giving back what she had gotten from seeing me.

Just as our shared moment during the movie had allowed each of us a guiltless glimpse, she was now

trying to restore the balance that she seemed to need in order to be at ease.

I watched her, as she casually held her sports bra under the water, unable to look away, and

relieved that I apparently didn’t need to. Lidia turned from the fountain, water dripping from the

cloth in her hands, and gave me another inscrutable smile as she slid her arms back into the

sopping top. She left her eyes and smile on me as she lifted the bra back above her head. Not

being able to stop myself, I looked down from her eyes to watch the tear drops rise into subtle

mounds as her arms lifted; and felt the disappointment keenly when the bra slid into place

obscuring my view.

“Ooo, cold!” Lidia commented, her eyes still on me. Getting the unmistakable impression that she

was looking for my reaction, I fell back on my pride and joy to demonstrate my feelings. I looked

down as I adjusted my shorts; giving my rapidly rising cock room to extricate itself from the leg,

popping it free to slide up my thigh, and onto my hip. The display was unmistakable, and I looked

back up in time to see her gaze lift as well. I imitated her clean smile; sure I had given her all

the reaction she had looked for from me.

“Ready?” I asked brightly, letting the momentary intimacy pass easily from my demeanor.

“Yes” came her bright response; she too seemed comfortable letting go of the moment.

As we ran back toward home, I made no pretense of hiding my interest in the change being soaked had

had on her sports bra. Her nipples, small as they were, showed clearly through the fabric now,

their prominence sufficient to lift a small circle of material away from its hold on her breasts.

My, unabashed, appreciative looks seemed to give Lidia permission to appreciate me in return. Her,

not so stolen, glances slid from my bare chest, slick with sweat, to my taut stomach, and lingered

noticeably on the ridge of flesh hugging my hip.

Without any nod toward modesty or hint of guilt, we spent the time, as we traveled home, freely

sharing the sight of each other. It was erotic and exciting to display, and be displayed to, so

casually. It was an interesting change from the full throttle aggression Rach favored.

We finished the run without a word having been spoken; arriving at the front door winded and

smiling. I took a moment to catch my breath; my ego being pleased to see Lidia needed to do the

same.

“Good run!” I managed through my panting.

“Yes, I had fun!” Lidia returned with less difficulty, adding the slightest of knowing smiles to

her comment.

I returned my best imitation of her little smile, and opened the door for her. As I closed the

door behind me Rach came through from the kitchen carrying two drinks. “I thought you guys would

like something to drink.” She said sweetly, handing us each a glass as we nodded our thanks. I

noticed, as we both took a long drink, that Rach took that moment to look us up and down.

“You two look done!” she commented with empathy. “Can I get you anything else?”

“”Just, need a shower” I said between drinks.

“Me also” Lidia said smiling at Rach’s kind offer.

“You go ahead Lidia. I can wait.” I offered, flopping down on the couch, content to sit and cool

down with my drink.

“Thank you Jake” Lidia said earnestly, and handed Rach the mostly empty glass as she headed for the

stairs.

Rach watched Lidia go, then, seeing the coast was clear, bounced over and hoped onto me, her knees

coming to rest to either side of me on the couch.

“I can see you had a good time” she said softly, looking down between us at her favorite part of

me. She reached out and gently ran her hand up its length through my shorts. I twitched along

with my cock, at the touch.

“Careful Rach.” I whispered. “We wouldn’t want mom to walk in and see this.”

Rach leaned in and took my earlobe in her teeth before whispering breathily into my ear “Mom’s

asleep.”

Still not wanting to push our luck, I scooped her up and headed for my room. Rach ran her hand

over my chest as I ascended the stairs, sliding it smoothly over my flexed muscles still slick with

sweat. I could hear the shower already running as I carried Rach past the bathroom.

I felt Rach wiggle slightly just as she whispered urgently “Wait!”

I looked down at her with a questioning expression. It went unseen as she looked over my shoulder

in concentration.

“Back up!” she commanded.

I took a few steps backward, stopping when I felt her hand tighten on my chest. As I stood there,

Rach hanging in my arms across my chest, I watched her for some clue as to what had interested her.

I didn’t have to wait long. Suddenly, Rach’s expression turned mischievous. As she looked up to

me, I saw her hand slide between her legs. “She’s masturbating” Rach said excitedly.

Rach seemed captivated as she listened in earnest. I watched as her hand ducked beneath her

shorts, and felt her sway in my arms as the motion of her hips grinding into her hand rocked her

back and forth. Feeling left out, and not having a free hand to join the party, I kneeled, and set

Rach on the floor. I stayed kneeling, Rach slowly writhing laid out before me, and pulled my cock

out to hang over her.

Splitting Rach’s attention, I slowly started sliding my hand up and down the length of my cock.

Rach reached up and joined her free hand to mine.

“Hear the shush shush shush?” she asked breathily. I nodded as I made out the sound she was

describing.

“That’s the massage setting. She’s got that on her clit.” Rach continued, her words heightening

her excitement.

I was dubious. She could just be using it on sore muscles I thought. Not wanting to ruin Rach’s

fun though, I focused on the girl I knew was masturbating; the one in front of me. Rach was lost

in the sound of the shower, and the sight and feel of me hanging over her. Her hand stopped

helping stroke my cock and held still at the base as she lost focus.

It was then I heard what had robbed me of my helping hand. The ‘shush shush’ of the shower coming

from behind the door had been joined by an urgent panting breath, perfectly in time with the sound

of the shower. This added stimulus drove me into reckless action.

I lifted Rachel up onto her knees, her hand franticly continuing its work between her legs, and

turned her toward the door. Her eager acceptance of my manhandling control urged me on as I slid

behind her, and yanked down her shorts, not even bothering to pop out our toy before burying myself

in her in one long stroke.

I bottomed out as my pelvis slammed into her ass. Her hands and knees scooted forward slightly on

the floor from the force of my penetration, and a barely audible whoosh of air was forced from her

lungs. I slowly withdrew to the head, building the suspense, before slamming into her again. I

repeated this over and over, reveling in the slow withdrawal, and the opportunity it gave me to

listen for the soft panting coming from the other side of the door.

My repeated slamming into Rach had gradually moved her towards the door. As I withdrew yet again,

she moved her hands from the floor, to the door, raising herself up from parallel with the floor.

Her hands on the door brought her head up, arching her back, but left her ass sticking out as if

begging me to abuse it. Her hands on the door did not keep her from moving closer to it. As I

increased my pace, eager for the release, each thrust gave her less room.

Finally, Rach lay helplessly pinned against the door, her ass pushing back into me the only part of

her not plastered against it. I leaned in, pushing my chest into her back, using only my hips to

thrust into her. I heard Lidia’s breaths become small moans, and grabbed Rach’s hips to help

generate the force we both got off on.

I thought I was still some moments from cumming until, with a quivering breath, Rach came. Her

pussy pulsing around my cock as I buried it one last time pulled my orgasm from me. Rach rode her

orgasm pinned between me and the door, her leg’s uncontrolled spasms unable to extricate her.

With the last gasp of cumming, I relaxed my pressure holding Rach to the door. With a violent buck

of her hips, her pussy shot me out with more force than I had thought possible. Unpinned, and free

to move, her hips humped the air as she held onto the door for dear life; each thrust of her pelvis

shooting a small stream of cum onto the floor and bottom of the door.

Watching Rach orgasming, and hearing Lidia’s moans rise in pitch with her own orgasm, I laid back

against the far wall, dazedly enjoying the moment. Rach, with one last thrust of her hips, fell

back onto my lap, breathing raggedly. I put my hand on her rapidly rising and falling chest,

giving her a soft caress to show my feelings. She reached up and put both of her hands over mine.

Looking up at me, she whispered “I love you” contentedly.

We lay there together, relaxing in our contented post cum high. The sound of the shower turning

off roused us from our stupor. If not for the urgent need to get out of the hall, I would have

laughed at Rach’s attempts to stand. Fearing time was not on our side, I scooped her up and just

made it to my door with Rach when I heard the bathroom door open. I waited until I heard Rach’s

door close before closing my own.

“That was close” I said with relief as I laid Rach down on my bed.

A contented and unconcerned “mhmmmm” was all I got from Rach in response.

Leaving Rach there, shorts around her ankles as they dangled of the edge of my bed, I went for a

shower of my own.

I came back, clean and spent, to find Rach there in the position I had left her in, sound asleep.

Realizing Lidia must be wondering where she was, I grudgingly woke her. I pulled the towel from

around my waist, and used it to clean the cum from the insides of her thighs. Working with a rag

doll, I managed to get her shorts up, and her into a sitting position.

Her vacant smiling gaze found my uncovered cock, and she reached for it numbly, a greedy

“mmmmmmmmm” accompanying her feeble grab.

“Sorry Rach.” I said with regret. “No more tonight. You need to get back to Lidia before she

comes looking for you.”

Heedless of her best little girl pout, I helped her to her feet, and put my arm around her, guiding

her to my door. Before opening it, I cupped her face in my hands, and kissed her gently. The

feeling of her lips smiling on mine told me she was back from lala land enough to make her own way

from there. Giving her a small smack on her ass as she passed me, I was happy to hear a “Yipe”,

and to see her bounce away from me. Smiling at me from her door, gave me a wicked wink before

opening it, and vanishing from the hall.

I took a look at my computer before falling onto my bed in exhaustion. Rach was getting ready for

bed on the far side of the room. Lidia, close to the cam, was asleep already; I could see her face

as she lay on her side turned toward the cam.

I went to my computer, unable to resist, and watched as Rach stripped off her clothing. She looked

at each piece carefully after removing it, and I could tell she was checking for my cum. Standing

at the foot of her bed, naked but for the thin black straps of our toy arching over each hip, she

held her shorts up to her face, and tentatively licked. Smiling, she quietly walked toward her

computer, confident I was watching her

Sitting down, she held up her shorts for me to see. The streaks of dried cum crisscrossed the Pink

letters, and I could see the spot she had licked. Knowing my cam was not on because of Lidia’s

presence, I typed “good aim hu?”

Rach smiled as she read my IM, and typed “I still think you need more practice.”

I got her lewd meaning, and smiled my response before remembering that she couldn’t see me. She

had reminded me of something, and I shared it, typing “Speaking of practice, Coach canceled

Saturday practice. There’s a meet for the 12&unders he has to be at. So I’m sleeping in

tomorrow.”

It was great to see how my news exited her. She bounced her little bounce, and responded “Not too

late. Sharon called while you were running. I told her we’d be there by 10.”

Smiling resignedly, I typed “Tomorrow is going to be a long day.”

As I waited for a response, a slight movement behind Rach drew my attention. Lidia’s eyes were

open, and she was clearly watching Rach. Knowing she was too far away to read the text, I wasn’t

too worried; but two things jumped to mind as possible problems. First of all, if Lidia had seen

Rach show the shorts to me, she would know the cam was active, though not that I was on the other

end thank god. Secondly, Rach was naked save the toy. While perfectly discrete under clothes, it

was blatantly obvious what it was in Rach’s current state of undress. Seeing no way of salvaging

the first problem, I could at least help Rach minimize the second.

I read her response to my last IM, “Long and hard I hope ;)”, and sighed to the truth I knew she

typed.

Attempting to warn Rach of her precarious situation, and give my advice, I typed “Rach. Don’t turn

around. Lidia is watching you. I don’t think she can see the text so stay calm. You need to put

your shorts back on to hide the toy.”

I took a deep breath before hitting send, hoping Rach could keep her cool. I watched as she read,

and saw her stiffen, knowing she now knew Lidia’s eyes were on her. With the slightest nod of her

head, she slid the shorts under the desk and took my advice.

“I can’t believe I did that” Rach typed when she had finished. “I don’t even realize I have it on

anymore.”

“I’ll have to do something about that” I typed in response.

Her reaction to my ‘threat’ was to nod slightly, and smile evilly at me.

“Good night Lil Sis” I typed, feeling sleep threatening to take me.

“Good night BIG BRO” Rach’s returned, and I watched her leave her computer before walking over to

my bed and collapsing.

END PART 11. I’LL TRY TO POST A CHAPTER EVERY WEDNESDAY. CHECK BACK

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The mad scientists at Bimbotech outdid themselves by creating Bimbo Lights, cigarettes which turn female smokers into hot and horny idiots. There are rumors Bimbotech is also working on new brands of beer and wine. Everybody knows all college boys are always honorable and responsible, and would never misuse them, right? Right?

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CAUTION – This story includes lots of cigarette smoking, some incest, and mind control / bimbofication. If you don’t like those, please go read something else. You have been warned.

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I gave my brief speech at a porn convention. “Men, my name is Ken Travers. I haven’t been paid to do this endorsement. I’m a huge fan of Bimbotech and all their products. I don’t even smoke, but Bimbo Lights have improved my life and the lives of all my friends drastically. Give some to a female smoker and she’ll change into a hot and horny idiot within minutes. If a girl doesn’t smoke, have her smell one and she’ll want to try it.

Ladies of the sex industry, smoking Bimbo Lights is the best thing you can do to further your career. They’ll make your breasts grow until you have at least a pair of 36 double-D’s, even for Asian girls under 5 feet tall. They thin your legs and waist and plump up your butt. They erase stretch marks and smooth out facial wrinkles, too. They even block most of the pain from taking huge toys or cocks in your pussy, receiving anal sex, or wearing super-high heels all day! Best of all, they prevent pregnancy!

Whether you smoke or not, even if you don’t know any women who currently smoke, I strongly advise you to buy Bimbo Lights if you’re ever lucky enough to find them. Get at least a dozen cartons, if you can. Trust me, you’ll be overjoyed you did.”

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FIVE YEARS EARLIER

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My Dad was a long-haul trucker, so he was only home for a couple of days, 2 or 3 times a month. When I was little he had played basketball and other sports with me often, but over the last few years I barely saw him.

I thought it was very odd Mom was a nurse but smoked cigarettes. She was overly concerned with every little detail of my health, including how many times I’d had a bowel movement or peed. How many times did I have wet dreams or masturbate in the last week? Was my urine overly dark or light? Did I have any itching, genital pain, or unusual penile discharge? Was I using condoms with the non-existent girls who were willing to come within arm’s reach of me?

I guess her working at a free clinic and seeing a lot of unplanned pregnancies and diseases every day explained at least part of that, but it was terribly uncomfortable and embarrassing. I dreaded talking to her, since there was no telling when she would ask excessively private questions. I guessed she was better looking than average for her age, but she was my Mom and around 40. That meant I only thought about her while I masturbated a few times a month, then felt guilty about it for days afterward.

My oldest sister Elizabeth was beautiful but a self-righteous hypocrite. It was even worse, since her fiancée was a young preacher and they mentioned either Jesus or God an average of twice a sentence. I knew she’d dated at least ten other guys before her current fiancé and slept with at least half of them, but at least once a day I’d overhear her tell somebody how glad she was she decided to save herself for her husband-to-be. She insisted they weren’t having sex yet, though they recently moved to a small one-bedroom apartment and I’d seen used condoms in their trash.

It was also unfortunate she was no good at cooking and they visited us for dinner several times a week. I knew she had been smoking for years. She always denied it, even when Mom found cigarettes and lighters in her purse. Any time I’d change my sheets or she heard noise from my room at night, she’d tell me how evil it was to pleasure myself and how I was going to Hell for it. She was a very pretty blonde with a slender figure and green eyes. I thought about her as I jacked off nearly every night, usually imagining how great it would be to shove my dick in her mouth to shut her up.

My other sister Caroline was only a year and a half older than I was. We had been friends since we were little kids, but suddenly she turned into a raging bitch. We had gotten along great until she started dating Jenny, a slender redhead, and became a butch lesbian and radical feminist. One evening I had politely asked her to bring me some toilet paper because I was stuck on the upstairs toilet without any. I covered my crotch with my hands and blushed intensely as she gave me a lecture. Before passing me a roll, she ranted about evil misogynistic men like me oppressing women and forcing them into menial tasks like cooking, having babies, and bringing toilet paper. I was especially disappointed she had started smoking cigars. She had large breasts and a curvy butt like Mom. I thought she had been pretty until she quit wearing skirts and chopped most of her dark curly hair off. I’d frequently shake my snake remembering what she used to look like.

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My friends Josh, Ricky, Andy, and Wil were all typical college freshman nerds, like I was. Since we were straight, that meant we had three times the sex drive of our fathers but no outlet for it other than masturbation. Most of the young women in my classes were just in college to get their ‘MRS degree’, marriage to a guy who would become a rich lawyer, doctor, or pro sports star. No girl with any self-respect would be caught dead with a young math major, especially my two gorgeous crushes Wendy and Rachel. I think half the other guys in our classes had crushes on them too.

Every school day for the last two weeks, my friends and I had gone to Ricky’s house after our last class. Since you needed to be 21 to buy porn in our overly conservative state, he had stolen a precious porno magazine and we took turns jerking off with it in his basement bathroom. Most of the time 10 minutes was more than enough. The rare times anybody was in the bathroom longer than 10 minutes we’d pound on the door, ask if they knew what they were doing, offer to sell them Viagra, and generally humiliate the slowpoke. After some video games and two or three turns in the bathroom, I’d reluctantly go home.

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On Saturday morning I woke when my mother climbed in bed with me nude. I thought it was just the start of another wet dream until she spoke. “Sorry I embarrass you with a lot of sex questions.”

I opened my eyes and stared at her big breasts from inches away. Her erect nipples were as big as the ends of my thumbs! “Um… Mom, why are you naked?”

“How about another sex question? Can I have sex with you? Hehehehe!” She giggled madly and reached for my swelling penis.

I wondered if she was on drugs or had suddenly gone insane. Or if I did. “Are you okay, Mom?”

“I feel GREAT! I’ll be even better with your dick in me. Hehehe! Lay on your back.” She climbed on top of me and slid my cock inside her hot wet slit. I’d never felt more excited or confused.

“But… but, Mom…”

As one of her heavy breasts bounced on my chin repeatedly, she said, “Call me Becky! That’s my name.”

“This feels SO GOOD, Becky! AAAGH! UUUH!” The first time I had sex with another person, I shot my sperm deep into the belly I’d lived in for nine months. It felt AMAZING, though.

She licked my lips then said, “I’m gonna roll over, it’s better with the guy on top. Hehehe!”

I rolled with her and started thrusting away without my cock going soft from my recent climax. She moaned and complimented me, “Mmmmmm! I love fucking! And I love fucking my boy SO MUCH! YEAAAHHHH!”

Her pelvis spasmed as she climaxed. I kept jackhammering away, clutching her huge hooters. I gave her several minor orgasms before I came like a volcano. I gave her a huge load as my body shook. “YESSSS BECKY!”

I rolled off her and laid on my back panting, as Mom moved down and licked me clean. She said, “You taste good, but I need another cigarette. Do you want to try my butt while I smoke? It’ll be so dirty and naughty. Heheheh!”

I followed her nude to her bedroom, admiring her curvy ass on the way. She laid on her belly and took a cigarette from a pack of Bimbo Lights. As she lit up, I wondered about her body. She looked much sexier than she had only the previous day. Her legs were almost slender instead of chunky, and it looked like her breasts had grown a little. The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were gone. I realized I had been staring when she asked, “If you don’t want my butt, you can do my pussy again?”

“No, I want it! I definitely want it!” I had heard something about it being important to start anal very slowly, and carefully slid just the tip of my penis through her tight anal ring.

“I know it’s longer than that. Get it in me, baby.”

I happily did, pushing the rest of my rod into her rectum. I was astounded at the tremendous pleasure I felt. “AAAAAH! This is SO GREAT!”

“Your Dad loves it too. I never let him until he gave me Bimbo Lights yesterday, but I like it in my butt now. Hehehehe!”

After shooting a load deep into her ass, I laid atop her with my dick still inside. “SO GREAT, Becky! Wow!” I started thrusting again without going soft, and ecstatically sprayed another wad into her colon after a few minutes.

“I used to hate anal, cause it hurt. When I started smoking these, it got good. I didn’t like it much before, but I LOVE regular sex now, too. I LOVE FUCKING SO FUCKING MUCH! Hehehe! Your Dad says all bimbos do. Hehehehe!” She held up the pack of Bimbo lights and took a big puff. She sadly said, “I like these so much, but I only have two left.”

“Then you need to go buy more! A LOT more!”

“Why didn’t I think of that? Maybe I’m just a dumb bimbo. Hehehehe! But a hot and sexy one.” She squeezed a huge breast to prove her point. “Do you want a blowjob, or maybe my pussy again?”

“I… I wish I could. After cumming four times, I need a break!”

She sadly replied, “Awwwh! Your sister Carol likes girls. Maybe she’ll do it with me if I give her a Bimbo Light?”

“Uh… that would be GREAT to see, but she won’t be home until tomorrow night. She’s at that feminist retreat meeting thing.”

“I guess I have to do it myself, then.” She took another puff and blew a thin stream of white toward the door. “Go in my top dresser drawer and hand me my new toy.”

I was aroused and disgusted at the same time, as I saw it was a black dildo nearly the size of my forearm! It had to be two inches across and over a foot long! “Uh, Mom? This thing fits in you?”

“Nearly anything fits in a bimbo. Hehehehe! Just watch, baby.” I stared as she put it in her mouth to wet it. I felt my eyes were about to pop out when she swallowed the tip and kept inserting the huge toy. I was astonished she managed to get nearly the entire thing past her luscious lips! There had to be at least six inches in her throat!

She pulled the massive rubber dong from her mouth, slid it into her pussy, then lit up another Bimbo Light. I felt myself harden again as I watched her smoke and stuff herself with the enormous toy cock.

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Nicole and her friends continue the fuck fest; Chloe is the star of the party. Valerie plays the whore for her daddy. Lisa’s period comes down so she makes a plan for her brother to get her pregnant.

Valerie’s Party-First Part

“Daddy, do I look slutty enough for your friends,” Valerie asked.

Her dad approached her, wrapped his arms around her neck, gazed into her eyes, and told her, “Sweetheart, you are absolutely the prettiest little slut any daddy could want for his friends to fuck.”

He kissed her deeply, swirling his tongue in her mouth, and she followed suit. They held their loving embrace for several minutes, then her dad said, “Baby, let me go make sure that everything is ready in the other room. Your mom has already gone to sleep so we’ll get started in just a few minutes with your celebration.”

She took one last look in the mirror, and ran her fingers through her hair very quickly to ensure that it fell properly. She wanted to look absolutely perfect for her big night. Her pussy was already getting damp at the thought of four or her dad’s friends taking turns with her, and then her dad getting the final fuck of the night. Valerie wasn’t sure if they knew anything about her and Sam fucking, but also smiled at the thought that they would get to see him actually fuck her pussy tonight for sure.

Her dad came into the room told her, “OK, Sweetheart. Let’s go to the other room in the suite. Your party is about to really get started. She followed her dad down the short hallway, past the room where her mom was passed out from the goodly amount of liquor she had consumed earlier that evening. Her dad had closed that door to ensure a bit more privacy and quiet.

He held her hand as they went to the main suite bedroom, and Valerie went inside and sat down in the oversized chair, and crossed her legs.

A few moments later, her dad entered, along with Bill, Chuck, Ed, and Frank. He said, “Sweetheart, you remember them from earlier in the evening, right? And from the company picnic this past spring, yes?”

“I do, daddy! Thank you for being a part of my graduation party tonight. It’s so awesome. I’m so excited to celebrate with all of you,” Valerie said.

There were four chairs lined up against the far wall of the room, all facing the queen sized bed. There were lamps on either side of the four chairs that gave off a large amount of lighting to ensure that everything would be well-illuminated.

Her dad said, “Ok, guys. Let’s start this fun.” All four of them nodded and smiled, staring lustfully at Valerie, who was now sitting in the oversized chair with her tanned legs spread, giving all of them a well-lit view of her smooth pink pussy. She spread her legs a little bit further, and said, “This pussy is going to love getting all your dicks stuffed up inside it. Have any of you ever fucked an 18-year old whore?” she said seductively.

All of them had their eyes fixed on her exposed cunt, and were also staring at her beautifully tanned legs and pretty feet. They all shook their heads indicating ‘no’.

Her dad said, “Guys, no whore gives up their pussy for free. So, do you all have your graduation gifts for Valerie?”

Each of them pulled an envelope out of their pocket of their jacket, and laid it on the nightstand. They all told her, “Happy Graduation, Sweetheart. We are very proud of you! Buy you something you’ve been wanting to get.”

In keeping with the character of being a whore, Valerie said, “Thank you, guys. My pussy thanks you for your generosity. Each of you gets twenty minutes to fuck me, eat me, let me suck you, whatever you want me to do. The rest of you get to watch each other have their way with me.Whores love to be watched, don’t they Daddy?”

Her dad smiled and said, “That’s part of the whole slut whore experience, Sweetheart.”

Then Sam said, “Valerie, take off your clothes and lay down on the bed, and spread your legs like a good little whore does. Guys, you can’t fuck her with your clothes on, so let’s get naked.”

All of them stripped down completely naked, and their cocks were already springing to life, knowing they were about to fuck the beautiful daughter of their co-worker, with his consent, and hers. Bill looked at Sam and said, “You’re gonna watch all of fuck your little girl, Sam?”

He said, “Damn right! I wouldn’t miss seeing you guys fuck my baby girl for anything. She said the only way it would happen is if I was in the room with her.” His dick was throbbing already. None of his friends had any idea that he and Valerie had been screwing since Thanksgiving that past November.

“Bill, you get first fuck. She isn’t a virgin, but no whore is, right? Her cunt’s been fucked quite a bit but I’m pretty sure she will still be the tightest pussy any of you have had in a long time. Or so I’ve been told,” her dad said, not wanting to tip his hand just yet.

The rest of them took their seats to watch the fuck fest as it unfolded, waiting their turn to get Valerie’s pussy. Sam took the last chair closest to his daughter and told her, “Ok, baby. Let your inner-whore come out completely. Get as filthy and trashy as you want. Nothing is off-limits. All four of them paid good money for this, so make it worth their while, and yours.”

She told Bill, “Come here, Bill. I promise your wife will never know you had a whore tonight. Am I your first whore to fuck?”

Bill climbed onto the bed, and kneeled in front of her damp, moist cunt, stroking his cock gently to maximize the boner effect. “Yes, gorgeous, you are my first whore to ever fuck. Do I need to put on a condom before railing your beautiful pussy, Sweetie?”

Sam said, “No condoms allowed, guys. Besides that, any slut worthy of a good fuck is already using birth control so she won’t get knocked up by one of her clients. So cum as deep inside her as you can.”

With that, Bill laid on top of Valerie, his dick entering her wide open pussy. As he sank his cock into her, he exclaimed, “Oh my god! Your pussy is so tight, Valerie. Ummm, you are such a good little fuck slut.”

He began to drive his dick in and out of her, steadily and with consistent strokes, enjoying the feeling of having his tool buried into an 18-year old girl. Valerie began to mimic his thrusts with her own motions, adding to Bill’s pleasure.

They continued to fuck for the entire time that Bill had for his session, and as it began to wind down, Valerie told him, “Cum for me, baby. Give my pussy its first load of spunk tonight. Do it!”

“Uhhhhhgggghh! Ummmmffff! Ohhhhh!” Bill said as his cock erupted a geyser of cum into her fuck slit. He kissed her deeply as he finished shooting the last few drops into her, and then dismounted from her tanned, petite body.

“Wow! That was so fucking hot, Daddy! Did you enjoy watching your slutty girl get fucked by one of your friends?” Valerie asked.

Her dad said, “I did, honey. Did you enjoy being fucked like that?”

“Ummm hmmm! I did, Daddy. Who’s got next?” she asked.

Chuck then approached her, and she laid back down, again spreading her legs. Chuck took her left foot and raised it to his lips, and began to kiss her toes, and foot, including her ankle and heel. He continued with this for a few minutes, then repeated it with her right foot.

Valerie cooed with ecstasy, and said, “Oooohhhh, Chuck, baby! Love my pretty soccer feet and kiss them all over. My pussy is getting wet from you doing that.”

Chuck continued to shower her foot and toes with kisses and loving attention. Then he told her, “Get on all fours, you fucking slut. I’m going to fuck you doggy style. Spread your legs and give me easy access to that gorgeous cunt of yours.”

Valerie obeyed his commands, and got on all fours. She turned to look at her dad, who was smiling at her with adoration and love, while he was stroking his cock lightly. She told him, “Daddy, I’m getting fucked doggy style! I really am a whore, right?”

Chuck got behind her, and positioned his hard dick over her pussy. As he entered her, he said, “Sam, your daughter is truly a whore tonight. God, her pussy feels even better that I imagined it would feel!” He began to pound her from behind. He held onto her hips as he fucked her hard and fast.

“Ohhh! Ohhh! Ummmm! Ummmm! Ohhhh!” Valerie cried out. “Fuck me hard, Chuck. Fuck your whore’s pussy hard! Fuck me the way your wife won’t let you fuck her!”

Hearing that, Chuck began to drill her sopping wet fuck tunnel even harder, driving himself deeper and deeper into Valerie. He grunted, and let out several guttural and feral noises, then shot his load into her twat.

Valerie moaned, and said, “Ooooohhhh. That feels so good and it’s so warm. God, yes!! My second load tonight!”

When Chuck was finished shooting his cum into her pussy, he pulled his cock out, and it was covered with a mixture of his cum, and Bill’s. Valerie turned around, still on all fours, and he told her, “Clean my cock, little girl. It’s all messy. You like cum, baby?”

She grabbed his dick with her left hand, and put it into her mouth, and began to suck it and slurp all the spunk from its shaft. She looked up at him with a lustful gaze in her eyes, and stared at him as she continued to polish his dick clean. Valerie sucked the entire load of mixed spunk and swallowed all of it.

When she was finished, she said, “Does that answer your question, Chuckie, baby?”

*****

Nicole’s Party-Final Part

Adam grabbed Nicole by the hand and took her to her bedroom. She laid down on the bed and spread her legs. Adam stood in front of her at the end of the bed, stroking his cock to get it solid and hard. It was already semi-rigid just at the thought of getting into Nicole’s pussy, but he wanted to make sure it was a complete steel shaft as he fucked her.

Nicole looked longingly at his huge dick as he stroked it, and thought, ‘God, why in the hell did Lisa wait so long to get that schlong into her cunt? My god, it’s enormous! If he were my brother, I would let him stuff it in me every single fucking night, and twice on Sundays.’

She was beginning to ooze from her pussy. “Put that monster inside me, Adam! I want my pussy to feel the same way your sister’s did when you fucked her earlier tonight.”

He crawled onto the bed and immediately put his dick up into her awaiting pussy. He laid down on top of her, and put his arms around her to hold her tight as they fucked. He looked into her eyes and told her, “Nicole, baby, your pussy feels fucking wonderful! I may not last very long. Honest to god, it’s so fucking snug!”

He began to fuck her slowly, hoping to hold off as long as he could. Nicole wrapped her arms around him and held him tight as well.

“God damn, Adam!! Your dick is so fucking huge! Keep driving it deeper. Put all of it in me. Every fucking inch of it, all of it! Give me your entire cock!” Nicole exclaimed.

Adam complied and began to pump her deeper, letting his entire cock length penetrate Nicole’s wet fuck tunnel. She said, “Damn! You’re hitting my cervix! Oh god fucking damn! Hit it again! Fuck my pussy good, Adam!”

As they continued to fuck passionately, Nicole began to feel her cunt and her abdomen quiver, and she knew an orgasm was near. She told Adam, “Talk filthy to me, Adam. I’m about to cum. Talk filthy and trashy. Turn me on, baby!”

Adam began to pound her harder, drilling her soaking wet pussy. He said, “You fucking little slut! God, you’re such a bitch, you cunt! I’m gonna fuck the bitch completely out of you! Nothing but a soccer slut, you fucking whore cunt!”

Nicole was now completely in a rapturous state hearing Adam talk her like that. She was enjoying it more than realized she would. “Ohhhh, yeah Adam! God, yes!!” she cried out, as her pussy spewed out a stream of love honey, coating his dick. That sent Adam over the edge. He shot his load into Nicole. Rope after rope of hot sticky spunk flowed into her pussy.

They held each other tighter as their mutual orgasms subsided. They kissed for several minutes, and Adam said, “Holy fuck, Nicole! No wonder your uncle loves to fuck you almost every single night! God damn! If you were my niece, I’d fuck you every night too!”

She smiled at him and kissed him again. Then said, “Fuck your little sister every night. And on occasion, imagine it’s me. Not every time; you need to savor Lisa, but every so often, imagine it’s my pussy. She’ll be ok with that, I promise you. Who knows, maybe we’ll have a sex swap in the near future, just the four of us.”

Adam said, “Yeah, that would be fucking awesome. And Lisa was right. You are a total and complete royally awesome fuck bunny!”

Meanwhile, Lisa was riding my cock cowgirl style. She was moving back and forth, making sure that my cock was not only going deep into her fuck slit, but that she was getting her clit rubbed and massaged as well, further heightening her sexual gratification.

“Uncle Dave, I love your dick! My pussy loves your dick!” she said.

I looked at her and said, “Lisa, honey! You can ride my dick anytime you want. Just like always. I love fucking second niece’s pussy!”

They continued fucking for a while, and then Lisa said, “Cum in my ass, Uncle Dave?”

I told her, “Baby, I would love to cream your ass if that’s where you want me to shoot my load.”

She said, “I do, Uncle Dave. Give it to me in my bum.” Lisa grabbed the tube of Vaseline that was nearby, and coated my dick with a nice gob of lube. She then put a rather large gob of it up her hole.

After lubing up, Lisa positioned her gorgeous Asian ass over my dick, grabbed it with her right hand and began to sit down, placing the head of my cock over her rosebud. She pistoned up and down a few times, each time putting me a little deeper into her ass, then finally sat all the way down.

God, it was divine, as always. Her ass was absolutely gorgeous, and I loved fucking her hole anytime she wanted it that way. ‘Maybe she’s preparing for the possibility of if she’s pregnant, she’ll be used to having a dick up her ass and will be able to fuck more often, especially when she gets closer to full term,’ I thought.

‘Or maybe she just likes it in her ass, quite possibly.’ Either way, I didn’t really give a flying fuck, as long as I got the chance to plow it at every opportunity.

She was riding me in a steady motion, making sure that she also kept her beautiful pussy on full display as well. She took one hand and placed her index and middle fingers on either side of her cunt lips, and spread herself wide open for me to stare into the pink abyss.

‘Damn, her pussy is so beautiful,’ I thought. ‘And to think, my spunk has gone deep inside this lovely pink tunnel so many times, and maybe, just maybe, some of it found its way to her ovary. And now, her brother has finally experienced her pussy as well.’

I continued to fuck her anal tunnel for a bit longer, while lustfully admiring her soft pink fuck hole that I had screwed so many times over the last several weeks. She then said, “Cum in me, Uncle Dave. Give my ass your cum!”

Lisa began to fuck my dick even faster, going up and down with a rhythm that was seriously stimulating my cock head as it rammed in and out of her bung hole. “Ohhh, Baby!! There it is, Sweetheart! Ohhhh God!!” I shot a load up her ass that rivaled any load I had ever put into her pussy. She continued to ride me, causing my cum began coating my dick, making for a slippery and sloppy mess. She kept riding me for several minutes, thoroughly enjoying having her ass reamed by her “uncle”.

When she was done, she leaned forward, and put her lips to mine, and tongue tied me for several minutes. After we broke the passionate kiss, she said, “Uncle Dave, you are so good to me! I really love you so much.”

I looked at her and told her, “Sweetie, I love you too! You’re such a good little niece for your uncle.”

*****

Chloe was laying on the bed, spread eagle, with her head a little ways from the headboard, ensuring that Monica had enough room to sit on her face. Mike had put himself aligned with Chloe’s smooth pink pussy, and she had her pussy lips spread open as wide as she could get them, affording his dick an easy entrance.

“Oh man! I get to fuck the brother and the sister! Wow!! Let’s get going, both of you!” Chloe said, looking at Monica, and at Mike. Monica was hovering over Chloe’s face, waiting for the approval to lower herself completely upon Chloe’s soft, supple lips, to have her tongue go in deep.

Mike was ready to put his dick up her cunt, and fuck her brains out. He said to Monica, “You ready, baby? Let’s tag team this beautiful teammate of yours!”

With that, he inserted his dick into her, and Monica lowered herself onto Chloe’s face. Chloe immediately drove her tongue into Monica’s pussy, fucking it as if her tongue were a hard cock. Mike started pumping her cunt steadily and smoothly.

Monica was cooing with delight at having her pussy eaten by Chloe, and was getting really aroused as she watched her brother boyfriend screw her teammate’s lovely cunt. Monica was getting overcome with lust at the stimulation on her pussy, and the visual of her brother fucking Chloe.

She leaned forward, and said, “Come here, baby! Kiss your sister’s gorgeous lips. Let’s make out with each other while we’re getting fucked by the hottie.”

Mike gave a huge smile, and said, “I definitely love making out with you, baby! You are the most gorgeous sister lover around. Come here!” And with that, the love triangle was in full effect. Mike was pumping his dick in and out of Chloe, while she was tongue fucking Monica, and both siblings were in the midst of a serious tonsil hockey fest.

“Ummmmpppffff! Ummmppffff! Ooooohhggggnnngggg!” was all Chloe could manage to express. She had never before experienced such sexual pleasure since she had started fucking on her 18th birthday. Her dad had fucked her pussy into oblivion many times, and had tongue fucked her like crazy quite often. But this was an extremely different sexual satisfaction. And she was in sex heaven.

She then wrapped both of her legs around Mike’s waist, securing him into her cunt. He was still in the deep throes of passionate making out with his beautiful sister, who was now beginning to move up and down steadily on Chloe’s face, and she was starting to hump Chloe’s chin.

She broke the kiss with her brother, and said, “Let’s see if we can all cum together. You on board, gorgeous?” she asked Chloe. She gave Monica a quick thumbs up gesture, and began to buck her hips against Mike, gyrating to drive him harder into her pussy.

Mike said, “Oh, yeah, Sweetie! Shoot your cunt juice all over Chloe’s face! I’ll put a load into her, and Chloe, squirt all over my dick, honey! Let’s make a complete mess on these bedsheets!”

Chloe began to lick and suck Monica’s twat more vigorously, Monica started to move faster across her chin, and Mike started to fuck Chloe even harder. This continued for a couple of more minutes, then a complete orgasm fest started.

“Ohhh, God, Chloe! Take my cum, Sweetheart!” and Mike shot sticky streams of splooge into her pussy. Chloe began to tremble and managed a muffled “Oommmpppp! Ohhhmmmmpp! Unnnggggghhhh!” Her pussy began to shoot a steady stream of cunt juice all over Mike’s dick, mixing with his spunk.

At the same time, Monica sat hard on Chloe’s face, and told her, “Drive your tongue into me, honey! Lick my clit hard and fast! Here it comes, honey! Slurp it all!” Monica shot a load of pussy nectar that flowed down Chloe’s chin, into her mouth, and down her cheeks. Chloe did her best to lap up as much of it as she could, but her face was completely covered in girl cum.

Monica leaned forward again and kissed her brother deeply. When they finished after a few minutes of sibling affection for each other, she said, “God damn that was fucking awesome!! Chloe, you can eat pussy like a motherfucker! Damn!”

Chloe smiled, and said, “Fuck me! Monica, your cunt tasted absolutely fantastic. I think the rumors are true. All of us soccer girls have pussies that taste fucking awesome! And Mike, shit! That was a great fuck!”

They laid next to each other and cuddled one another for a while.

After all of us had savored the sexual decadence of the evening for a bit, we all gathered again in the living room. I told all of the girls how fantastic their pussies and asses were, and told the guys that I hoped they had thoroughly enjoyed all the girls fully.

Both of them said that it was beyond anything they had imagined. All four of the girls had huge smiles on their faces and Nicole said, “Girls, we just had one fucking amazing graduation party! It couldn’t have been any better. Thanks for coming, and for cumming several times!”

The other three girls laughed at my niece’s double meaning word play, and Chloe said, “Girls, thanks for inviting me to celebrate tonight. I had a great time and it was fucking terrific!”

After everyone left, Nicole put her arms around my neck, and gave me a deep, wet, passionate kiss that lasted for several minutes. She then said, “Uncle Dave, I love you so much, baby! You made me feel so special tonight throwing me this fucking fabulous fuck party!”

I told her, “Princess, I love you very much. More than you know, Sweetheart. I’m glad you had a great time tonight. I had a great time, and I know all your teammates had a fun night. And Chloe….holy fuck, Princess! Man, can she fuck!”

Nicole smiled and said, “Yeah, she really can. Her daddy fucks her almost every single night, and she has learned quite a bit about fucking and how to do different shit. And, most of us on the team think she’s the hottest fucking girl on our roster!”

I told my niece, “When you text her tomorrow, tell her if she wants an uncle, she’s welcome to be my next niece.”

Nicole said, “I already told her that, Uncle Dave. She’s totally down with being your niece from now on. She said that she hopes maybe you and her dad can both fuck her soon, together. And from she has told me about her dad, I’d like for him to fuck me too. He can be our daddy, and you can be our uncle.”

I hugged her, smiled approvingly, and said, “Let’s go to bed, Princess. We’ve had a great night. How about you call me ‘Daddy’ tonight, Sweetie. Daddy needs some daughter pussy.”

******

Valerie’s Party-Final Part

Valerie’s dad looked at Ed, who had been stroking his cock the entire time, waiting for his chance to fuck his co-worker’s little girl. Sam nodded, and Ed crawled into the bed with Valerie. He laid next to her and began to caress her body softly, and kissed her on the lips gently and repeatedly.

“You are such a beautiful little girl, Valerie. Such a pretty whore. Can I really do anything I want to you, Sweetie?” he asked.

Valerie looked him deep into his eyes, and said, “Absolutely. You gave me a graduation envelope with lots of money in it. My body is yours for whatever you want to do to it.”

She was fully into the whore character at this point and was loving it. ‘Lots of girls get money gifts for graduation. It’s the easiest gift to give a graduate, and really lets a girl get whatever she actually wants instead of having to go return some stupid blouse, or ridiculous looking jacket. But how many girls can say that they got to role play being a whore and getting fucked in exchange for their money gifts?’ she thought.

Her thoughts continued, ‘It’s such a hot fucking game. God, I’m loving it. And daddy’s friends are really enjoying it as well. Maybe a little too much, but I’m loving getting fucked by daddy’s friends.’

Ed told her, “Baby, I want you to suck my cock, and let me talk dirty and filthy to you. Then I want to cum all over your pretty makeup.”

The thought of being talked to like a whore was getting her wet, and the idea of one of her daddy’s friends thinking she was so pretty that she would cause him to cum all over her face was pretty arousing.

She told him, “Give me your dick, Ed. I’m going to suck your cock like a little whore should.” With that, she took his boner and wrapped her lips around it, and put her left hand around his shaft, stroking him. Looking up at him, and taking his cock out of her mouth for just a moment, Valerie said, “A good little whore makes sure her client can see her pretty dark red nails stroking his dick while she sucks it. Whores should always have their nails done in a red shade of some kind.”

“Yes, gorgeous! Always red nails for whores. Always. Now suck my cock, you fucking bitch of a whore!”

Valerie began to suck Ed’s dick hard and fast, attempting to deep throat him, and not trigger her gag reflex. She had sucked her dad’s dick quite often and had become quite adept at taking a cock all the way into her throat. She continued to stroke him with her hand as well.

“God, you are such a fucking whore, little girl! You suck cock just like a fucking slut bitch should! I bet you suck dicks all the time! You are a cum sucking, dick loving whore bitch! Take all my cock, you cunt!”

As Valerie was hearing Ed talk to her like this, she was getting hornier and hornier. She continued to suck his love tool, and gazed over at her dad. He was smiling, and giving her nods of approval, and mouthed to her, “I love you, baby! You’re my baby girl.” She gave him a loving look of passion, and kept deep throating Ed’s cock.

Her pussy was on fire at this point. She needed some satisfaction, and she let her inner whore altar ego come out a little more. “Cum on my face, Ed. Give me a facial. I’m gonna let you have a little more time so you can fuck my cunt with your tongue.”

She started stroking his dick harder and faster while sucking more intensely. He said, “Oh, you little cunt! You’re gonna make me cum all over your pretty face, you whore! Jerk me off onto your gorgeous face, whore!”

She jerked Ed’s cock hard and started caressing his balls with her nails, and this caused him to begin spurting an enormous load of jizz all over her face. It landed mainly on her cheeks ,but also on her nose, and her forehead. She opened her mouth and several ropes of spunk landed on her tongue. She swallowed it. Then smiled

Valerie leaned back, exposing her pussy to Ed, and told him, eat out your whore, Ed. Give my slut pussy a good tongue fuck. Make my squirt like a whore should.”

Ed dove in, sticking his tongue deep into Valerie’s snatch, licking and slurping her juices that had begin to ooze from the arousal created by his filthy talk. She grabbed the back of his head and pushed his face deeper into her cunt.

“Oooohhh, yeah, Ed! Your little girl whore likes that! Make your whore cum, Ed!” she told him.

Almost immediately, he started to flick her love button with his tongue, then began to suck on it gently. She pushed him even harder onto her pelvic region, giving him tacit approval to orally fuck her with as much intensity as he could muster.

Ed continued to fuck her cunt with his tongue, and her dad was beginning to ooze precum watching his little girl getting her pussy eaten. He had to stop stroking to let his cock calm down, knowing that the site of his daughter fully embracing their little role play game was going to send him over the edge if he continued.

“Ohhhhh! Yesssssss! Right there, Ed! Ohhhh, fucking fuck!!! Yesssss!” Valerie hit her orgasmic climax with a fury and started to move back and forth against Ed’s face. She continued with her cum fest for several seconds, and when she finished, she caressed Ed’s cheeks, looked at him and said, “God, that was fucking great! You know how to get a whore off, Ed! Fucking hell!”

Frank wasted no time taking his place next to Valerie. She said, “What’s your pleasure, Frank?”

He looked at her and told her, “Give me that 18-year old soccer ass, Sweetheart! I won’t need long, it’s so gorgeous but I want to fuck it.”

She told him, “Ummmm. Yeah, a dick up my ass. That’ll feel so good. The Vaseline is on the nightstand. Daddy, can you hand Frank the Vaseline?”

Sam handed Frank the tube, and told him, “You’re getting your desire, my friend. You’ve told me several times just how beautiful you thought Valerie’s ass was and you would love to fuck it if given the chance. Enjoy it.”

Frank coated his cock with Vaseline, and then put a good size portion around Valerie’s ass, and up into her ass. She moaned with happiness as he put his lube coated finger into her hole. He kept it there for a bit, moving it in and out, as well as up and down, probing her forbidden spot.

“God, it’s so gorgeous, Sweetheart. So tight, so round, and so soft. I’m going to fuck it now, baby!” Frank said.

Valerie said, “Do it, Frank. Your little whore girl needs a dick up her ass. And cum hard.”

Frank then thrust his cock into her ass, driving the head of his prick past her opening. He didn’t pause very long, and Valerie gasped with surprise and pleasure, getting caught off-guard that he didn’t give her little bum any time to adjust to being stuffed with a rock hard dick.

But she was loving how it felt. Frank then began to fuck her with steady smooth strokes, going in and out of her ass, pulling all the way out and sticking it all the way back in.

Pop. Smack, smack, smack. Pop. Smack, smack, smack. She could feel the sounds being made as his cock went in, pistoned and pumped, then pulled out. Then it repeated. Over and over again. Valerie’s eyes rolled back in her head, and she began to moan and cry out with delight.

“Ummmmggggg! Ummmmggg! Ohhhh God!! Yes, fuck my ass, Frank! It feels so full!” Valerie told him. He continued to pummel her with a consistent pace.

“Oh Valerie! Yeah, baby! Frank’s gonna cum in your sweet little whore soccer ass! Your ass needs a load of spunk, baby!” And Frank erupted deep into the recesses of her bowels, giving her rectum a hot, sticky load of sperm. She could feel it covering the walls of her ass and felt it start to dribble out of her hole as Frank pulled out of her when he was finished shooting his spunk.

Valerie laid down on the bed, still face down, and let his cum continue to drip from her asshole. She looked up at her dad, who had started to stroke himself again, and said, “Was I a good little whore, Daddy? Did I do it good for you, Daddy?”

He smiled at her, and said, “Honey, you were the perfect little girl whore tonight. Wasn’t she, guys?”

They all voiced consensus that she was indeed the absolute best, and most fantastic soccer girl whore there could ever be. All four of them had taken their seats again, and were soaking in Valerie’s consummate beauty and lusciousness.

Sam then got up and said, “Guys, I am glad all of you enjoyed fucking my little girl tonight and giving her a great graduation party. I have thoroughly enjoyed watching each of you fuck Valerie and give her your cocks.”

He continued, “Now that I have watched each of you fuck my daughter, you will now get to enjoy watching me fuck her as well.”

All four of them had a look of wonder and awe on their faces. Bill said, “Wait. So you are going to also fuck Valerie tonight? Have you and her….I mean….”

Chuck said, “So you and her have been….ummm….you’ve…wellll…”

Sam smiled, and Valerie started giggling. Valerie said, “Guys, daddy has been fucking me since Thanksgiving weekend, just after I turned 18 years old. He took my cherry that weekend at the soccer tournament. You know, the one that you guys helped sponsor. Yeah, we’ve been fucking three nights a week ever since. And sometimes, even on Saturday nights as well.”

Frank said, “Wow, Sam! No wonder you were so receptive to our sexual comments about Valerie, and our desire to fuck her if we had the chance. You were already fucking her and knew just how good her pussy was. And that explains tonight a little bit better.”

Ed chimed in, “Man, you are one lucky bastard, Sam. After getting the chance to fuck your little girl tonight, I can see why you’ve been screwing her. She’s a great piece of ass! Valerie, you are a great fuck, Sweetheart!”

Valerie said, “Thanks, guys! I loved getting four guys to fuck me tonight. But the best present you can give me is to watch daddy fuck me, and when he cums inside me, I want all four of you to cum all over my entire body. So start stroking those beautiful dicks.”

All four of them smiled and agreed to coat Valerie with a load of cum while her dad fucked her. Sam got up went over to his daughter, and got in position over her. Valerie spread her legs open, and put them in the air.

“Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck your little girl,” she said. Then she said, “If any of you want to suck my toes while Daddy fucks me, go ahead. And my titties, too.”

Bill and Chuck moved in to both take a foot, still wearing the high heels, and began to kiss and suck her dark cherry red toes. Ed and Frank each took a position over her tits and began to suckle like they were being nursed.

Her dad mounted her, and began to screw his daughter very gently and slowly, as he was so aroused from watching her get fucked so many times tonight already that he wanted to enjoy her freshly fucked young cunt for a bit.

As Bill and Chuck continued to suck her toes and lick each polished nail, as well as suck the heel of her shoes, and kissing her feet, Ed and Frank starting to suck her tits harder and with more passion, squeezing them in the process. Valerie was in a sexually induced haze of pleasure, having her body being totally adored by five men.

She began to moan and voice soft sounds of pleasure as the love fest of her tits, feet, toes, and cunt continued. Her dad began to pick up the pace of fucking her pussy, and told his friends, “Just a few minutes more, guys. Get ready to shower my little girl with your jizz.”

He kept driving his cock in and out of his daughter, while Bill and Chuck were now vigorously sucking her big toes, and caressing her calves. Ed and Frank were now hovering over her, with their cocks aimed at her tits, and began to stroke, coaxing a load of spunk to find its exit momentarily.

Bill and Chuck did the same, aiming their fuck sticks at her feet, ready to shoot a load of creamy fluid all over her toes, and then aiming the dicks at her legs for the final few spurts once they started shooting.

Her dad began to pump his baby girl’s soft fuck tunnel harder and harder, with Valerie smiling and grinning. “Ohhh, Daddy!! Yes, Daddy!! Cum your baby girl’s pussy! I love it when you fuck me!”

All four of his co-workers were now completely driven wild, hearing her talk like that to her dad, and now knowing that he had been fucking this gorgeous knockout of a daughter since November.

“Ummmmmmgggghhhh! Ohhhhh yeah!!! Give it to her, guys! I’m shooting into her cunt now! Give my baby girl a body coating of jizz!” Sam said.

All four them began to jerk their dicks vigorously and fast. Ed and Frank exploded all over her tits, and Valerie began rubbing it into her skin, coating both breasts with the sticky fluid. At the same time, Bill and Chuck started to blow thick jets of sperm all over her gorgeous feet and toes, with some of it beginning to ooze between her toes and down her high heels. Bill pointed his cock at her legs and continued to fire a gob of splooge over her lower legs. Chuck was able to shoot a small secondary ooze over the tops of her feet.

When they were all finished cumming over Valerie, they laid down on the bed, completely spent from the sexual exploits of the evening. Her dad pulled out of her pussy, and move to her mouth. She took her dad’s cock into her mouth and sucked and licked all of his cum off his cock.

She scooped up most of the cum that was on her tits and then licked her fingers of that spunk as well. Valerie then bent one leg toward her, and managed to massage the jizz on her feet into the skin, and the underside of her toes. She massaged it into her ankle area of each foot as well, ensuring that all of it had been thoroughly rubbed in completely.

She sat up, gave her dad a kiss, then kissed each of his co-workers as well. They then got up, got dressed, and shook Sam’s hand, expressing appreciation for the great night and the wonderful fuckings they were able to give his daughter. They told her goodbye and left.

Valerie hugged her dad, and said, “Thanks, Daddy! That was the best graduation party anywhere! I loved it! Thank you for letting me be fucked by all your friends. I loved it! But I love you fucking me the best! Always!”

“Thank you, Sweetheart, for letting my friends fuck you. They’ve been dying to fuck you for the longest. I’m so glad you were receptive to the little game. You’re my little girl.”

Valerie smiled, and said, “No, Daddy. I’m your little whore. Always.”

Sam went to the other bedroom and crawled into bed with his wife. She stirred a bit, and said, “Did Valerie have a good time after I came in here to go to sleep?”

Sam kissed his wife and said, “She did, honey. She had a wonderful time. I made sure of it.”

His wife then smiled, and said, “That’s good, honey. She deserved it. I’m glad you made sure her graduation party was everything she wanted it to be.”

“It was, my love. And way more. It was everything she hoped for and lots more. She’s a very happy graduate tonight, I assure you,” he told his wife.

*****

The Day After—Lisa

“Shit!” said Lisa. “Fuck!”

Ping. She texted Nicole. ‘Hey. My period came down this morning. Fucking hell. That means I’m not pregnant. Damn it!’

Ping. Nicole, ‘What? No way! After al those nights Uncle Dave fucking you and shooting his load as deep inside you as he could, and you aren’t fucking pregnant? He put enough cum inside you to drown a fish!’

Ping. Lisa, ‘Yeah, I know, right. I guess maybe I should have been letting him fuck me every night instead of every other night. Must have missed the right chance. How about you?’

Ping. Nicole, ‘Nothing yet. I’m due any day now. Don’t get pissed off but I really hope I am. I want to have Uncle Dave’s baby so bad. I mean, I know you want to as well. But, I guess when they say it’s all in the timing, that it really is.’

Ping. Lisa, ‘I hope you are too, Nicole. I know how much you love him, and how much he loves you. I really hope you miss yours. At least one of us will have his baby.’

Ping. Nicole, ‘Hey, look at it this way. There is a bright side to yours coming down.’

Ping. Lisa, ‘Oh yeah! Damn! You are so right! Since I’m not pregnant by Uncle Dave, that means Adam can now get me knocked up, right! Ohhhh, I can’t wait for my cycle to finish. I gonna let Adam fuck me every single night. In fact, we’re gonna fuck two or three times a day. I’m going to get pregnant, girl. So, Uncle Dave will be all yours for at least a while.’

Ping. Nicole, ‘Ha Ha! Yeah, you can’t be fucking Uncle Dave right now if you want to ensure that Adam is the one who knocks you up. Is Adam on board with giving you a baby?’

Ping. Lisa, ‘He is. He told me that first night that I blew him and told him he was gonna get to fuck me the next night, that he would love to get me pregnant. So, yeah, he’s gonna be so happy that he gets to be the one to give his little sister a baby.’

Ping. Nicole, ‘That’s awesome. And just think, once you are pregnant, you can fuck Uncle Dave, and Mike, and Adam, all without worrying. But the bad thing is you aren’t going to be able to let Coach fuck you next weekend.’

Ping. Lisa, ‘Bullshit! My ass won’t have to worry about getting pregnant. I’m definitely gonna let Coach fuck me at the soccer invitational next weekend. That’s the main reason we entered it. Is to give us all a chance to fuck Coach now that we’ve all graduated and we’re no longer off-limits.’

Ping. Nicole, ‘True. Coach will love to get a hold of your sweet gorgeous ass. And you can suck him off too. Cum swallowing never got any girl pregnant. So you will get to have Coach’s cock, just not up your cunt.’

Ping. Lisa, ‘And that’s fine. As long as I get his cock like the rest of you, I don’t care what hole he sticks it in. As long as he does. Hey, gotta go. Text me later. Bye.’

Nicole got out of the bed and went to her room to check on Chloe. She was beginning to wake up, and Nicole sat on the bed next to her. She leaned down and gave her a passionate, wet, sloppy, tongue-filled kiss.

“Good morning, Gorgeous! Did you sleep ok?”

Chloe smiled at Nicole and said, “Good morning to you too, Beautiful girl! I did sleep really well. Your bed is so comfy!”

Nicole said, “So, do you have to go home today? You’re welcome to stay the whole day, hell even spend the night again tonight if you want. That way you have some company till your dad gets home tomorrow.”

“Ummm, I would like that. Thanks. I can hang till tomorrow morning. You sure it’s ok?” Chloe asked.

Nicole said, “Of course it’s ok. Uncle Dave certainly isn’t going to mind having another hot piece of pussy hanging around the apartment, silly! Besides that, he’s never told me ‘No’ to anything I have ever asked him in my entire life.”

“Really! Never ever! Like never never told you ‘No’ to anything? Ever!” Chloe asked.

Nicole smiled big, and said, “Nope. Nothing. Ever. Used to piss mom off big time when I was a little girl. She used to tell him, “You’re spoiling her rotten, Dave!”

“Uncle Dave would just look at my mom and tell her, ‘Exactly, Ashley. I am. I’ve told you since the day she was born that she is my princess. And she will always be my princess.’ Mom told him one time when I was about 15 or 16, when he reminded her of that, “Are you serious about her being your princess, Dave?” He told mom, “Yes, Ashley! Totally.” She told him, “Ok. I’m going to remind you of that when she turns 18. I’m going to hold you to it.” Nicole told Chloe.

Chloe said, “So your mom knows about your uncle fucking you?”

“Knows? Hell, she was the one who set it up and gave him the ok. Girl, they started fucking each other when I was like, five years old. So, yeah, I’ve always been his princess. So if I ask him if you can stay, you will get to stay.”

“You don’t, like, ever abuse that ‘never tells me no’ thing, do you?” Chloe asked.

“Oh, hell no!! Absolutely not! Uncle Dave has taken care of me and my mom since I was little. I would never ever abuse that little perk. That’s fucked up. Can’t do that. Not after how much he’s done to help me and mom over the years. Even though I’m his niece, sometimes he treats me like I’m his daughter, and I see him as kind of a daddy figure,” Nicole said.

Chloe said, “Yeah. My daddy has spoiled me ever since I was little. He always told me that I was ‘Daddy’s little girl’. Having a daddy, or uncle who adores you like that is fucking awesome.”

Nicole said, “So, were you a virgin when your dad fucked you the first time? I mean, it’s so uncommon to see very many girls that are still virgins at 18 years old these days. I mean, I was. Were you?”

“I was. I think I was 16 or so when I decided that I wasn’t going to let any guy fuck me. I would give guys hand jobs and foot jobs but that was it. I made up my mind that I was going to be daddy’s little girl for real when I turned 18. He never tried anything with me, but we did kiss pretty deeply pretty often. I mean, not like the typical daddy-daughter kiss good night or good morning, or greeting. Nope. It was full on tongue to tongue. Every time.

“On my 18th birthday, Daddy came to give me a Happy Birthday kiss, and I took him deep into my mouth. When we finished kissing, I told him, ‘Daddy, make me your little girl, for real! I want you screw me tonight in my bed. He told me he had been hoping that I would want to have sex with him when I turned 18. So that night, he popped my cherry.”

Nicole told her, “That is so sweet, Chloe. Your dad loves you very much. I’m going to role play with Uncle Dave soon the daddy-daughter thing.”

Chloe said, “Hey, I have an idea if you’re up for it. Since I’m spending the night tonight, you want to have a daddy daughter fuck when we go to bed? We can both role play being sisters or half-sisters with the same dad, and Uncle Dave can be daddy. What do you think?”

“Holy fuck, that’s hot!! Let’s do it! I was going to offer you to sleep with Uncle Dave and me tonight anyway. One of us on either side and we could have some serious fuck time between us, but that fantasy makes it even hotter. And I can adore your ‘sister pussy’ as well, and you can love my ‘sister pussy’. We’ll let daddy fuck both of us,” Nicole said.

“Yeah, and maybe one day in a couple of weeks, you can stay over with me, and my daddy can fuck both of us. He would love to fuck one of my friends. He adores all the girls on the team and has told me that he thinks all of you are so fucking hot. I told him one time, ‘Daddy, if you want to fuck one of them, just tell me. I’ll set it up.’ He hasn’t but I know he wants to.”

They both giggled and kissed again, and got up to get dressed. They let me sleep in and went to go get some breakfast.

When they returned, Nicole told me that Chloe was going to stay the night again, and that she was going to sleep with both of us. My mind began to race, knowing that this meant I was going to get to fuck both of them tonight.

“But, we have a surprise for you, Uncle Dave. We think it’s going to be pretty hot, and we know you’re going to really enjoy it. Until tonight, you have to behave yourself. We promise to behave as well. No sexual activity at all. We won’t even tease you or flash you. We want you to be ready for what we want to do later tonight.”

I told them that sounded awesome. Since I had some work to catch up on to meet a deadline the coming week, the prospect of no fucking either of them that afternoon was fine. I was looking forward to what was in store later that night.

*****

Lisa went into Adam’s room and closed the door. She sat down on his bed, and leaned over to give him a kiss. They embraced for a moment, and then she said, “Last night was so great, baby! I loved finally having you fuck me. It was fantastic!”

Adam said, “It really was, Sweetheart. Looking back, I really do wish that I had fucked you earlier and didn’t wait so long. But the main thing is that we are fucking each other now.”

“Definitely. Which is why I am here. Well, besides telling you that last night was great, of course. But anyway, remember how you told me that you would love to give me a baby?”

Adam said, “Yes, I remember. Where is this going, Lisa? I thought Dave had gotten you pregnant.”

“Well, I was hoping he had. But, my period came down today, so I’m not pregnant. It sucks because I was really wanting to have his baby. But the good thing is, that means you can now get me pregnant and we can have a baby together!” she said excitedly.

“Really! Are you serious! You aren’t pregnant? Lisa, that’s awesome! And yes, I want to give you a baby,” Adam said.

She leaned down and kissed him again, and told him, “I love you so much, baby! God, I love you! You’re gonna put a baby in me really soon, Adam. As soon as my period stops, we’re going to fuck every single day. I mean every single fucking day. We’re going to fuck two or three times a day for that matter. You are going to knock me up!”

“But how are we going to manage all the fucking with mom and dad here?” he asked.

She told him, “We’ll just have to fuck quietly when they’re here and not in their room. Maybe we can convince them that you and I want to take a week or two week long ‘brother sister’ bonding trip. That way we can fuck several times a day, and at night without having to worry.”

Lisa continued, “I have the soccer invitational coming up at the end of the week, and I hope I’m done by then. I’m going to let Coach fuck my ass, but not my pussy. The only cock going inside me until I’m pregnant is yours, honey. But most of the girls on the team are going let Coach finally fuck us since we are no longer off limits.

“So, let’s talk mom and dad into this trip in the next couple of days. We can piggy back off your soccer tournament and just leave from there. In fact, maybe we can just stay in there at the same hotel for a couple of weeks, or rent a cabin a little out of town. And let Coach enjoy that gorgeous ass of yours, Sweetheart. He deserves it, and any of the other girls’ pussies or asses too,” Adam said.

Lisa hugged him and said, “You are so fucking amazing! Let’s also look at getting our own place as well. Maybe some campus housing for summer session. You can enroll for your final session, then start grad school this fall. I can take one class this summer. That gives us a good reason to get our own place. If we’re both on the same campus, mom and dad will go for it. And it will make it easier to explain my pregnancy as “just one of those things that happened”.

Adam said, “Perfect. I’ll probably need to use a couple of pair of your panties this week since your pussy is out of commission, unless your lips need a workout.”

“My lips will need a couple of workouts this week, and I’ll make sure to leave you my panties each evening. Don’t worry, I use super absorbent pads so there won’t be any “issues” with them,” she said, smiling. I’m going to practice every day as well, so they’ll have a nice sweaty pussy smell for you,” she said.

She then left and went to her room to study the soccer game plan for the tournament.

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Continues directly on from when Jay has finished telling her husband Steve about the unplanned orgy with the three wives and has just asked how he and Manus got on with getting into the house in Dorking to check out the paintings

Building a Dream: Part Twelve

Continues directly on from when Jay has finished telling her husband Steve about the unplanned orgy with the three wives and has just asked how he and Manus got on with getting into the house in Dorking to check out the paintings.

“So, how did you get on?” Jay asked. I wasn’t sure how to answer. I knew I had to tell her that both me and Manus had fucked Sonia but how I would go about that was an uncertainty.

“We got on okay,” I replied, trying not to sound guilty. “We met Sonia, got in the house and saw the paintings. They really are quite stunning, although she has reframed them into some cheap, crappy ones from Ikea.”

“Why would she do that?” Jay asked, rubbing bubbles from the bath up and down her arms. I told her about the antiques dealer and his interest in the paintings and how he tried to ‘blag’ them into his possession by saying the frames were worth something but not the paintings.

“Just what Lovejoy would do,” Jay said. I nodded in agreement, my thoughts exactly. “What’s she like?”

“Very attractive and fit,” I blurted out before checking myself. “I mean, for her age, she’s kept herself that way through yoga and staying healthy.”

“Really?” she asked, lying down in the bath again until only her head was above the water. She looked at me with a suspicious look as if she knew there was more to this than what I was telling. “How did you get in the house?”

I told her how Manus had blagged that he was a pornographer and wanted to film a porno there and how she had reluctantly considered it before letting us in.

“She’s trusting,” Jay said. “You could have been anyone. You could have been muggers, robbers or rapists.”

“It was our natural charm,” I said, squirming a bit, knowing that I had to tell her the full story soon. “She was quite relaxed with us and very open about Neil and his horrid brats. From what I can gather, Neil’s a bit of an abusive twat.”

“In what way?”

“She said there’s certain things that he wants to do to her like anal and weeing on her. When she doesn’t give in to his demands it’s a quick, emotionless hard bang with no consideration for her. They haven’t had sex for a year.”

“She told you all that?” Jay said, sitting up in the bath and now taking more of an interest and looking at me even more suspiciously. “Why would she tell you that? That’s a very personal thing to tell two strangers she’s only just met.” She carried on rubbing bubbles up and down her arm then looked directly at me and asked, “What happened there exactly?”

This is it. I had to be honest. I took a deep breath and replied,

“We had scoped the house out, found the paintings, took pictures and were ready to go when she offered us a cold drink. I was gagging for something cold so we stayed to chat for a bit. But the conversation led to her confessing to being a nude model years ago. Manus said she was still a beautiful woman and offered to prove the fact by taking some nude pictures of her. He said it was for his private portfolio and that she could have copies. So, she agreed and we went upstairs and she stripped off for us. It must have turned her on because she didn’t need much persuasion to start playing with herself. After that, one thing led to another and we ended up fucking her. Both of us. I’m so sorry. Really very sorry. It just happened and although I could have walked away, but I didn’t. I really am sorry.”

To my surprise Jay smiled and shook her head. “It doesn’t matter.” she said, reaching for a towel. “After everything that’s happened to us this week, it really doesn’t matter. How many times have I been fucked this week and by how many different men? I’m starting to lose count. For fucks sake, I had a female gangbang not a couple of hours ago. You’ve already fucked Kylie and Katy so why should I be bothered or surprised if you fucked someone else. We’re only here for three more days so let’s just say that for the remaining time we’re in London, we just let go and enjoy ourselves. Judging by the way things have been going so far, I reckon I’m going to get laid again so why should it matter if you get laid too? Let’s agree that ‘whatever happens in London stays in London.’ We’ll be home and back to normality soon so it doesn’t matter. Will Manus tell Sara?”

“Yes. He reckons she’ll be okay with.”

“Well, if she’s okay with it then I certainly am. You achieved the objective. I’m actually feeling a little proud of you.”

This was a surprise. A nice surprise. She got out the bath and dried herself before wrapping her arms around my neck and giving me a long kiss. “I love you; you love me and we’ll always stay with each other. That’s what’s important. What was she like, this Sonia?”

How do I answer that one?

“She certainly seemed to enjoy it. She’d never had a threesome before.” I said hesitantly

“Neither had we until this week. Good for her.” Jay replied folding the towel on the rail before we went into the bedroom and she picked up the hairdryer. Before she switched it on she asked. “So what now?”

I told her we had been completely honest and told Sonia everything and how she was willing to give us the paintings on the condition that an actual porno was filmed there with Sonia in a starring role.

“That’s a bit odd, isn’t it?” Jay asked running a brush through her wet hair. “She’s just had her first threesome and now she wants to star in a porno?”

“I think she just wants a bit of revenge on Neil, not to mention that she’ll get laid, several times no doubt. Manus is going to ring her when we’re ready which, hopefully, will be in the next couple of days before we go home.”

Jay looked at me and said smiling, “I’m looking forward to meeting Sonia. This plan is going to take a bit of organising though. Are we meeting Manus and Sarah tonight?”

“Yes,” I replied. “And I said we’d let Katy know so she could come along.”

“I bet you did.” Jay said giving me sly glance. “Well, I’ll be keeping my legs firmly shut tonight. I think I’ve had enough up there for one day.” At that she switched on the hairdryer and commenced getting ready for the evening while I rang Manus and then Katy.

A couple of hours later we arrived at a Chinese restaurant in Soho’s Chinatown where Manus and Sara were sat at a round table waiting for us. The girls sat together with Manus and I sat either side, the spare seat between us waiting for Katy who arrived shortly afterwards. Sara and Jay were whispering something to each other that I couldn’t quite hear but I had no doubt what the subject was. We ordered drinks and a ***********ion of food that soon arrived and was placed on the lazy Susan in the middle of the table. We ate amongst general conversation; Katy telling us about her photoshoot in an artist’s studio where she did the models makeup for that afternoon and Sara telling us she had met with a gallery owner to look over some pictures. No mention of what else had happened to anyone that day was bought up until we had almost finished eating.

Sara put her chopsticks down and said, “The gallery owner I met up with today is someone I’ve dealt with over the years. I asked about the possibility of getting some legal copies quickly made of the paintings and it’s a big zero. It can’t be done in such a short space of time. Six months is the earliest he could manage”

“I don’t think we have six months,” I said pushing my bowl away. “There’s an antiques dealer sniffing around the paintings at the moment. If he turns up when Neil is there and makes a cheap offer then we might lose them.”

“Hang on, hang on,” said Katy looking at all of us. “You need to back up a bit. I’m a bit behind here. You haven’t told me how you got on today in Dorking.” Manus looked at me and I gave a slight nod sideways towards Jay, letting him know that she knew what we had done.

“Well,” he quietly said to Katy. “Today we got to the house, met Sonia and told her everything. She’s going to help us.”

“That’s kind of her,” Katy said, looking at me and Manus. “How did you manage that?”

Manus didn’t reply straight away. He seemed to be choosing his words carefully as he said, “Well, we were kindly invited in and we got talking.”

“You got talking.” Katy said in a suspicious tone, again looking from one to the other.

Manus was about to reply when Jay said shaking her head, “What Manus is trying to say is that they both fucked her. She’s now on our side. Cheers” she raised her glass of Sake to which we all hesitantly clinked our own glasses, apart from Katy who was wide mouthed in total surprise.

“What the fuck!” she exclaimed as we all took a sip from our drinks. “I think I need to hear about this.” Between me and Manus and without being too graphic with the sex de***********ions, we described our time in Dorking and how Sonia has decided to help us, providing we do the porn film with her in a starring role.

“Wow!” Katy said topping up her Sake glass. “You guys are unreal. Is there five minutes in your day that any of you don’t have sex? Jay, what did you do today? Please tell me it wasn’t anything like these two rascals.”

“I went shopping and had lunch with the wives of three of the men who gangbanged me. We then went back to our hotel and had our own lesbian orgy.” Jay replied quite nonchalantly.

Upon hearing this, Katy, Manus and Sara all looked at Jay with surprise on their faces.

“Oh fuck!” Exclaimed Sara, a big smile on her face. “You did what?”

Jay gave a little laugh and told everyone how she had been set upon by them in the hotel room, how they told her they knew she had fucked their husbands and what followed after. She didn’t hold back with the details either, at times, being very graphic. Manus, Sara and Katy were agape as they listened to her. The odd comment of ‘nice, nice,’ came from Sara as Jay described how she had been arse fucked with a strap on and exclaimed, ‘Oh my goodness!’ when Jay said how she bit Cheryl’s clit which threw her into the almighty orgasm.

Jay finished telling them and sat back, content with all she had said. “I also told them about Kylie and that we’re planning on getting the paintings back. They’re offered their services and I don’t doubt the husbands will be roped in as well and I’m sure Simon and Jim will be persuaded as well.”

“Wow! Said Katy, wide-eyed, still in shock.

“Wow! Said Sara raising her glass in salute to Jay.

“I wish I could have filmed that,” said Manus also raising his glass.

“You people are unbelievable,” said Katy looking slightly flummoxed. “Sara, please tell me you didn’t shag the gallery owner?” Sara shook her head and replied, “No. Albert is too old for me and a good friend. I haven’t had any action today, well, not yet.” With that Manus jumped as Sara had evidently grabbed his cock under the table.

“Me neither,” said Katy, although she did briefly look at Jay as she said this who winked back at her. “So what now?”

“Now,” Manus said pulling out his wallet and indicating to the waiter that we were ready to pay and leave. “We need to go and see our friend at the sex shop, or rather, the real pornographer.”

We left the restaurant and made our way through Soho in the direction of the sex shop; the girls walking together arm in arm while me and Manus followed. Occasionally the girls would stop and look in a shop window before continuing and reaching our destination. The same shopkeeper was behind the counter when we entered and recognised us as he did a double take while serving a customer.

We approached the counter and he gave us a smile. “Hello guys,” he said shaking the offered hands from all round. “How are you all? You alright?” he said to Jay having seen her earlier in the day but not indicating that he knew her.

“I’m fine thanks. Sorry about earlier. I was with some, er, friends.” She said.

“No worries. Discretion is my middle name, well, it’s actually James, but you know what I mean. I’m Brian, by the way. What can I do for you all?” he asked looking at the five of us. Manus leant on the counter and led the discussion.

“You told our friends here that you do a bit of filming on the side. Would you be interested in a project we’re planning?” Brian looked at each of us as we nodded and smiled with Manus’s request.

“It depends,” Brian replied. “What do you have in mind?”

“We’re looking at doing a full-length film. Well, probably about an hour, maybe more. It will be filmed in a private house in Dorking. Interested?”

“Maybe,” Brian said. “Hang on a minute. STACEY! THE DILDO’S DO NOT GO WITH THE BUTT-PLUGS. THEY GO IN THE NEXT AISLE.” Brian was shouting at a girl who had a trolley full of boxed goods that she was unpacking and placing on the shelves. She must have been about nineteen or twenty. Very blonde, very slim, very attractive. She looked back and shouted in a squeaky voice, “Sorry Brian,” before picking up the items and placing them back in the trolley before moving off to another aisle.

“Sorry about that.” Brian said, shaking his head. “She’s my neighbour’s kid. She hasn’t lasted more than five minutes in any job she’s had and you can see why. Great looks, great body and, according to local gossip from the lads in the pub, a great fuck. But nothing up here,” he tapped the side of his head to indicate the meaning. “Her dad asked if I could give her a chance and, well, you can see how it’s going. She mixed up the gay gangbang videos with the straight gangbang videos the other day. It took ages to pull each one out and put back in the proper place.”

He shook his head as we all watched Stacey push the trolley to another aisle and scan the shelves for the correct spot. She walked up and down the aisle and seemed lost as if she couldn’t find where they were meant to go.

“Poor kid,” said Sara watching the girl as she seemed to get flustered trying to find the correct shelf. “You lot talk; I’ll go and help her.” She walked up to Stacey and led her to the correct empty shelf and proceeded to assist her in opening the boxes and stacking the shelves.

“Where were we?” Brian said his attention back on us. “Right, you want to film a porno in a private house in Dorking. So, you’re thinking of a feature, not just a private film?”

“That’s right,” I said. “It will have a proper story line of burglars breaking in and the lady of the house giving in to their demands to stop them stealing anything.”

“Classic,” said Brian. “Been done many times but the old one’s are the best. So, is it just the lady and three men?”

“No,” Manus replied leaning closer and saying quietly. “It will probably turn into a bit of an orgy. The willing participants include at least seven, possibly eight women and maybe eight men. Ideally, we would like this to look as professional as possible. Can you do such a film? It may have to be done in the next couple of days”

Brian stood deep in thought for a few moments before answering, “I reckon so. I can get cover for the shop, but, depending on exactly how you want the film to look, I may need to use two, possibly three cameras which means I’ll have to get someone to help and maybe one of your people, if they’re not too busy at the time.”

“Sounds good,” Manus said smiling.

“Although I will need some decent lights. Lighting makes all the difference and I just don’t have anything like that.” Brian ran his massive hand through his beard as he thought of a solution. “I might be able to hire some. I’ll have to look into it.”

“What about Paul?” Jay chipped in. “He may be able to help with the lighting.”

“That’s right.” I said, realising what Jay meant. “He works for a photographer. Maybe he could borrow some lighting from there.”

“That would do it,” Brian said. “A couple on tripods and maybe a reflector screen would be handy.”

A young couple approached the counter, giggling and trying to discretely hand over a vibrator they wished to purchase. We stepped away from the counter to give them some space and privacy while Brian took their cash and put the item in a plain carrier bag which the girl took and left with her boyfriend, very quickly.

“Okay, let’s not hold you up any longer.” Manus said shaking Brian’s hand. “We’ll talk money another time, if that’s okay?” Brian nodded and they swapped numbers with the promise to speak once we had spoken to Sonia about when the house would be free.

“Where’s Sara?” asked Katy looking around. Above the shelving we could see Sara’s blonde hair with her back to us down an aisle so we headed in that direction. Stacey was bent over placing the last of the Dildo’s on a lower shelf while Sara stood behind her, admiring the young girls arse in her tight jeans.

“We’re all sorted,” I said as we approached them. “Brian’s going to do it.”

“Excellent,” said Sara turning to us. “We’re all done here as well, aren’t we Stacey.” Stacey stood up and from close up; I could see she was a stunner. Cute, tight arse, great tits and curls of her natural blonde hair falling down over her pretty face.

“Thank you so much for helping,” she said to Sara and gave her a hug. I think it was meant to be a brief ‘thank you’ hug, but Sara held on to her a little longer and a bit tighter with a stray hand brushing over her gorgeous arse.

“That’s alright Stacey.” She said giving her a peck on the cheek. “You’re very welcome. See you soon, yes?”

“Sure, cool,” Stacey replied as we headed for the exit.

Outside Sara said to us, “I’ve promised to meet up with her and help her to write out some proper job applications. I’ve got her number.” She held up a small piece of paper and flapped it around like a small trophy. “And yes, before you ask, I fully intend to fuck her.” We all laughed at the comment before Katy asked,

“So, what do you guys want to do now?” We all looked at each other shrugging our shoulders and unsure how to answer. We had only planned to meet for dinner and hadn’t considered where to go next.

“I’m knackered.” Jay said and she did look it. I could see that she was flagging and it was no surprise after all the earlier shopping and what followed. “I think I would like to just go back to the hotel and sleep.”

“Okay,” I said to Jay. “Let’s get a cab back.”

“No, no,” Jay said giving me a quick kiss. “You stay out and have fun. I just really need some sleep.”

“I think I will call it a night also.” Manus said rubbing his temples. “I’m actually not feeling too clever myself. Since we got back from Dorking I’ve had a bit of a headache and it is now, as you British say, ‘thumping.’ Share a cab?” He asked Jay who nodded tiredly as he beckoned a passing black cab. Sara kissed him asking if he was alright to which he nodded and kissed her. “I think a good night’s sleep will help.” “Okay,” she said hugging him. “I’ll see you both tomorrow.”

“Try not to wake me when you get back.” Jay said giving me another kiss as Manus opened the door of the cab for Jay to enter before he got in. The three of us who remained watched the cab leave and stood on the pavement all looking at each other, waiting for a suggestion on what to do next. Katy broke the silence.

“Back to mine for a coffee?” Sara looked at me and nodded to which I nodded back. “That’s agreed then.” Katy said and, taking us both by the hand, led us across Charing Cross Road towards Covent Garden. Ten minutes later we arrived at her flat. The front door was between two shops just around the corner from the old fruit and veg market, now a trendy hang out. There was an entry system that had three buttons and names besides them and looking up, I noticed it had three floors, one for each flat. Kylie unlocked the door and led us up the wide and plushly carpeted staircase to the top floor to her flat, the only one on that floor. She unlocked the door, went in, threw her keys in a bowl on the telephone table by the door and beckoned us in.

The flat was outstanding. We walked down a short hall with doors leading off to, I presumed, bedrooms and bathroom into a large and spacious living room with modern furnishings and lots of bookcases full of books. The kitchen was large and open planned leading off one end of the room. This too was extensive with a large range and all modern appliances. The whole flat was neat and tidy with nothing out of place. Katy told us to sit while she made the coffee. Sara and I looked around then at each other and instantly took our shoes off. There were two large sofas and an armchair all facing a large, plasma TV. I sat on one while Sara made herself comfortable on the other, putting her feet up on a footstool.

The walls were adorned with film posters going back through the years from the 1930’s, among photographs of Katy with the celebrities she has worked with through her TV and film work. The size of the flat and its location said to me that either Katy charged a lot for her skills or she had won the lottery.

Katy bought three cups of coffee through on a tray and having passed one each to Sara and me, sat on the sofa next to Sara, also putting her feet up on the footstool. Sara asked if she could use her loo and Katy pointed down the short hall from we had come in. She excused herself and left the room. We drank our coffee in silence, enjoying the taste and aroma. It was very good coffee and, judging by the flat and furnishings, probably expensive. Sara returned and I excused myself so I could go.

The bathroom was large, clean and tidy. It had a big bath running along the far end wall below a large window and a large, long shower cubicle, big enough to fit at least eight people, on the left side wall. I was surprised by the addition of a Bidet. I don’t know anyone who has one of them, until now. Having relieved myself and washing my hands using some expensive soap and drying them on some very luxurious towels, I returned to sit to finish my coffee.

“You had quite a day then?” Katy said to me as she sipped her coffee.

“You could say that,” I answered, not really wanting to say too much about what happened with Sonia, especially with Sara being close. “At least we’ve got a result with the paintings.”

“You certainly have and we get to make a porno. Yay!” Katy said with a cheeky smile and giving a little clap. “I presume we all get to appear in it. That would be fun. I’ve never done anything like that before.”

“It’s easy,” Sara said cradling her coffee cup. “You just let yourself go, exaggerate your orgasms and have fun but remember not to look directly at the camera.”

“You’ve done one?” Katy said with a bit of astonishment. It didn’t surprise me, to be honest. Judging by what Sara had told us about what her and Manus get up to in Amsterdam.

“I’ve done one, yes.” Sara answered. “Manus arranged it for our wedding anniversary about ten years ago. It was an eight-man gangbang and, oh boy, it was great. It was filmed in a private studio by a well-known Dutch pornographer. Only three copies exist. We have two of them and the pornographer kept the other. It’s online on a Dutch porn website somewhere. I really should look it up one day”

“What’s it called?” Katy asked, standing up and picking a large tablet from the table before sitting back next to Sara and turning the device on.

“It’s called, ‘Sara de gelukkige huisvrouw en de kostgangers.’ Which translates as ‘Sara the happy housewife and the boarders.’ Here, let me type it in.” Sara took the tablet and typed on it in Dutch before scrolling through some sites and saying, “Here it is.”

She placed the tablet on the footstool and Katy beckoned me over to sit between them so we could all watch. It was a large tablet with a large screen so she put the film on full screen and pressed play.

The film started with a much younger Sara dressed only in a Basque and stockings sprawled on a sofa reading a book. Two men appear and casually start a conversation in Dutch.

“I don’t speak Dutch.” I said as the conversation started on the screen.

“Nor me,” Katy said, getting comfortable between me and Sara.

“Don’t worry,” Sara explained. “The talking is irrelevant. The premise of the story is that Sara, me, lives in a big house with eight lodgers or boarders. She is relaxing before going out for dinner with her boyfriend, you’ll see Manus later. Two of the boarders get chatting to her, complimenting her on how sexy she looks. She likes that and things start to happen. Then the other six appear and the gangbang really gets going. At the end of the film you’ll see Manus appear who will fuck me last, but not before a lot of action. Do you want to watch it all? It’s nearly an hour long and you might see some things that may surprise you about us.”

“Like what?” Katy asked, her eyes not leaving the screen where Sara is on her knees alternatively blowing the two guys.

“Watch and find out. If you think what happens is too much for you, I’ll stop it.” Sara made herself comfortable and put her feet up next to the screen as the film played.

Judging by the different angles of what went on throughout the film I estimated that here must have been at least three discretely placed cameras to capture the action, one of which must have been hand-held to get the close ups.

After about ten minutes of Sara blowing the guy, she mounted one guy and was bouncing on his cock while blowing the other stood before her as the other six guys walk in. They looked stunned at the action on the floor in front of them before they all strip off and join in. Sara blew each guy in turn while still riding the guy. She then climbed off, laid on her back and three guys took turns fucking her while she carried on wanking and sucking the cocks offered.

She then got on her knees and a big cock is slowly inserted in her arse which makes her gasp but then shout with joy. The guy fucks her arse for a while before it gets replaced by another cock who fucks her for a short while, then another and another until each bloke has a turn in her arse. All the while she carried on wanking and blowing the other guys. She then mounts a guy and as she’s riding him a cock gets quickly shoved in her arse and another in her mouth. Each man using his movements to fuck her in every hole. This carries on for a couple of minutes.

The cock in her arse being replaced about three times before she climbs off the guy underneath and mounts another lying next to them. This time she guides the cock slowly into her arse before proceeding to bounce up and down on him, his cock fully entering her arse up to the balls. She then stops and another cock is lined up against the one in her arse. It slowly forces its way in beside the already implanted cock and pushes in until both cocks are in her arse. We could see Sara’s knuckles turn white and a small scream come out of her as she gripped on to the rug below her while her arse was stretched and filled by two very fat cocks. The new man’s cock slowly begins to jab into her, rubbing against the cock already implanted in her and making both move in and out fractionally with each thrust.

Sara is clearly enjoying it and is screaming some Dutch words of encouragement as she takes the pounding which has sped up to a steady rhythm. After a couple of minutes, the cocks leave her and she lies on her back, allowing three men to take turns to fuck her normally. None of them cumming but getting close enough to stop and be replaced by another. She then gets on her knees and a guy starts fingering her cunt with two fingers, then three, then four before lining his thumb against them and slowly pushing his hand into her, curling it into a fist as he went. As he fists her, she carries on blowing the guys lined up in front of her, quickly going from one cock to another. The fist in her is turned slowly from left to right and enters a bit more each time until the fist and wrist are pressed deeper into her. It speeds up its turning in her and begins to move in and out faster and faster until it is like a piston pushing her to any limits she may have. At that point, she let out a scream and squirts around the wrist in small jets, juice leaking out and pooling on to the rug below.

After a couple of minutes the fist is gently removed and Sara collapses on the floor, lying on her front and panting to get her breath back. Someone turns her on to her back and kneeling over her head, puts two fingers in her mouth to pull it wide open and hold it there. The men lean down and took turns to spit in her mouth, nothing really vile, just thick globs of collected saliva which collects on her tongue before dribbling down into her throat. She attempts to swallow the gathering pool of spit several times before the fingers are removed and she takes a big gulp. Three men kneel over her face, wanking over her face while her legs are lifted up high by two others and a cock is quickly slid into her arse.

The three men start to moan and murmur as they wanked, all pinching her nipples with their free hands. They then cum within a split second of each other, cum landing on her face covering her cheeks, nose and filling her open mouth. The man in her arse then groans and judging by the pace he had picked up, starts cumming in her arse. The man slowly withdraws and is replaced by another who starts thrusting into her, no doubt desperate to unload after holding back for so long. The remaining three men kneel over her face and repeat the procedure of the others; pinching her nipples and pointing their cocks close to her face as they came in long, ropes of pearly white cum, covering her face and her closed eyes. One man rubs the cum from her eyelids allowing her to watch and encourage the man fucking her arse to cum deep in her which, within a minute of hard thrusting, he did. Sara let out a scream and threw her head back, flicks of cum splashing off her face and on to her hair and shoulders as she felt her arse filling with a second load of the warm, creamy liquid.

The man stops and slowly removes his cock. The camera pans in on her open arse and catches a pool of both men’s cum starting to trickle out.

Sara stays lying on the floor and the men stand over her and give her a clap. Through her cum covered face you can see her smile as she thanks them in Dutch and English. A surprised voice is then heard and the camera turns to the door to show a Young Manus enter. No one moves as he walks and stands over Sara, wagging his finger in a jocular manner as if he is giving her a telling off. He says something in Dutch and points to a door leading off from the room.

“He is saying that I’m a dirty slut and that I need a shower,” Sara told me and Katy who, I had only just noticed, had her hand under her skirt and was clearly playing with her pussy while watching the film. “Watch this.”

The men helped to pick Sara up and she slowly walks into a bathroom which had a big shower unit which Sara enters and kneels down in front of the open sliding door. Manus pulls his cock out of his trousers in front of her and starts to piss over her face, one of the cameras having entered the booth with Sara to get a clear shot. She keeps her mouth open as the hot jet fills her mouth, which she closes, swallows then opens again. He aims his cock around her face and pisses at the cum lying there, forcing it to slowly slide down and on top her shoulders, arms, tits and stomach. He stops pissing then leans down and gives her a big kiss; Sara’s tongue covered in cum and piss forcing its way into Manus’s eager mouth.

Manus steps back and undresses before entering the shower and he helps Sara to her feet before bending her over and slipping his cock into her open pussy. Sara holds on to the side wall of the shower for support before each man in the bathroom approaches and pisses on her face and into her open mouth, Sara swallowing as much as she could each time. One at a time they all did this while Manus picked up his pace and gripped on to her shoulders for support, enabling him to push deeper with each thrust.

Several minutes passed until each man has pissed on Sara leaving only her and Manus fucking in the shower. Manus then starts to groan and picks up his pace before clearly cumming, his eyes tight shut as he releases all his cum into her very wet and stretched pussy. Sara yells as she cums in unison and a slight jet of her own cum is released from her as Manus eases his pace. He slows down and pulls his cock out and helps Sara to stand up having been bent over for so long. He turns her around, kneels down and pulls one of her legs up before placing his open mouth under her pussy and catches his cum as it starts to drip out between her pussy lips. He then clamps his mouth to her hole and sucks the remaining cum out, all the while swallowing as the cum flows down and into his throat.

Satisfied he has caught it all he puts his hands on Sara’s hips and moves his head back a few inches just as Sara pisses on to his face and into his mouth. He shuts his eyes and lets it flow over him and repeats the process of filling his mouth before closing, swallowing and opening again. It slowly subsides to a trickle and he clamps his mouth to her pussy again, sucking any remaining piss and cum from her. Satisfied he had caught it all, he stands up and they step out of the shower hand in hand to receive another round of applause from the guys stood around. They give a little bow before the screen goes blank and the film credits appear.

“Fuck,” Katy said as she withdrew he hand from under her skirt. “That was fucking brilliant! Oh fuck, Sara. They spat in your mouth and pissed on you. Fuck. I never thought that could be a turn on but, well, Steve. Feel this.” Katy took my hand and placed it under her skirt and I could feel how wet she was through her panties. I rubbed her pussy lips through the material and my fingers came back wet. She was sopping. I took my hand away and, as Katy watched me, I licked and sucked each finger. The moment was interrupted by Sara, who asked,

“What do you think?”

“I think,” Katy said standing up. “That I need to change my clothes before I ruin my sofa. I spent three grand on that and there’s no way I’m going to wreck it with pussy juice.” She stepped out of the room as Sara shut the tablet and looked at me for an opinion on her ‘acting’ abilities.

“Bravo,” I replied moving across the sofa to give us both a bit of space after being in such close contact for the past hour, and also to hide the erection that had sat in my trousers throughout. “You certainly looked like you enjoyed yourself.”

“Oh, I did,” she answered standing up and picking up our coffee cups, placing them on the tray and taking it to the kitchen. “Manus did too, as I think you’ve gathered already.”

Sara came back and resumed her seat and put her feet up on the footstool, her long legs stretching out from under her short dress. “It was a great anniversary present but did take four hours to film.”

“Four hours?” I exclaimed. “How could it take that long? The whole film is only about an hour long. Did you have to stop during the filming?”

Sara nodded. “Oh yes. Some of the men needed ‘perking up’ occasionally and I got cramp a few times. Clever editing and a resumption of the positions is the secret. That’s something to consider when we do our one.”

A voice behind us said, “Well I liked it.” Katy had got changed, or rather, a bit undressed as she came back in the room. She had changed out of her day clothes, and wet panties, and was now only wearing a T-shirt with a very deep V in the front. She leaned down in front of us sat on the sofa to pick up her tablet from the footstool and we both got an eyeful of both her tits down the V of her T-shirt. She moved the tablet to a side table and as she bent forward to plug the charger plug in a socket to recharge the device, it was clear that the T-shirt was all she was wearing. I could feel Sara’s eyes on her as, along with my own, we stared as her T-shirt rode up giving us a clear view of her bare arse and pussy.

She went into the kitchen and I heard the kettle being put on again. Sara leaned in close to me and whispered, “I fancy fucking her tonight, what about you?”

I must admit, I really wanted to fuck Katy again but would it be wrong without Jay being here? I ran through what she had said earlier about ‘what happens in London, stays in London,’ and how she declared that we would both get laid again before we went home. The temptation was there but it was getting late, I was tired and Katy may not be up for it anyway.

“I don’t know,” I said quietly back. “That would be up to her. It’s getting late and she may want us to leave soon. I think I’ll probably have another coffee then get back to Jay.”

“Okay, you’re probably right. Let’s have that coffee and see what happens.” She nodded towards my erect cock, sitting in my trousers, excited again at seeing Katy in her manner of dress. “What are you going to do about that though? Surely you’re not going to wake Jay for a fuck, are you?”

“No, I can wait until tomorrow or have a wank.”

“I’ll tell you what.” She said, moving over and leaning close so her lips were almost touching my ear. “If we do just leave here after our coffee, we’ll find a quiet spot somewhere and you can fuck me. Deal?”

I was a bit taken back at the proposition and thought about it for a few seconds. “I’m not sure that’s a good idea.” I said quietly turning my face to hers. “I’ve already fucked one person today behind Jay’s back and, even though she was cool about it, I’m not sure it would be right to do it again. And there’s Manus to consider also. We’re becoming good friends with you both and I wouldn’t want to do anything that would ruin that.”

“Where do you think Manus is now?” she whispered. “I don’t think he’s gone straight back to our hotel. I think he’s offered to walk Jay back to her room and is currently deep up to his balls in her arse.”

“No, I doubt that.” I said, although I wasn’t sure and Sara knew it.

“I don’t,” she said. “He’s probably turned on a bit of charm and has made it up to your hotel room. He’s buried his head between her arse cheeks, got her nicely lubed and wet and now has her on her hands and knees and is fucking the life out of her as we speak. Trust me. I know my husband.”

She’s probably right, I thought to myself. Jay’s sexual tension this past week has made her a different person and whether she’s tired or not, if Manus had turned on a bit of charm, she probably had her legs wide open and was letting him do whatever he wanted as we sat there drinking coffee and watching porn. I made my mind up.

“Okay, you’ve got a deal.”

Sara moved back across the sofa and smiled at me as Katy bought our coffee’s over and passed them to us before kneeling on the floor in front of us.

“I’m still too wet,” she said as she took a sip. “The carpets easier to clean.” We chuckled at that as we too sipped our drinks. Sara then asked her, “What did you like about the film?”

“Everything. I’ve seen a good few gangbangs at Kenny’s but this went beyond them. The spitting was a surprise. I thought that spitting in someone’s mouth would be disgusting but you looked fine with it and I found myself actually enjoying watching them do it to you. I really liked the fisting. I’m fond of watching that. Never tried it myself as I think I may be a bit too tight, but one day maybe. But the Watersports. Wow! I’ve seen it a couple of times of film but seeing someone do it who you know is totally different. I admit, it turned me on. It really turned me on. I don’t know why, it just did. It seemed dirty; it should be dirty, yet somehow erotic at the same time.” Katy’s eyes widened as she said this and I imagined her getting wetter as she thought more about it. “What is it like? I mean, does it taste bad?”

Sara shook her head smiling after sipping her coffee. “No, not at all. If the wee had been sitting around in their bladders for a couple of hours then it would have been richer, which could be unpleasant. But after they had all cum, we took a break for half an hour and they all downed a couple of pints of water. I had to sit there with cum dripping off my face while we waited. In fact, so much had started to drip off we had to get the two cameramen to wank on my face to top it up. By the time the guys were ready the piss was fresh and it doesn’t taste too bad. I’ve don’t it plenty of times since with both men and women. Manus and I still do it to each other when we’re in the mood.” She described the experiences so ‘matter of factly,’ as if it was an everyday occurrence of her sex life.

Katy drank her coffee in silence and by the look on her face, was clearly thinking about what Sara had said. Noticing this and, having drained her coffee, Sara leaned forward to Katy and asked, “Do you want to try it? Would you like to try it with me?”

Katy didn’t answer straight away. She pondered on it for a few moments before draining her cup and asking, “Do you mean that you would wee on me or I wee on you?”

Sara got up from the sofa and kneeled on the floor opposite Katy. She put her arms around her and said, “Whatever you will be comfortable with doing.” Katy looked like she was about to answer but before she could do so, Sara leaned in and kissed her to which Katy responded, wrapping her arms around Sara’s neck as their tongues met and explored each other’s mouths.

They kissed for a few moments before Sara slowly pulled Katy’s T-shirt up over her head and discarded it on the floor, placing her hands firmly on Katy’s tits and pinching her nipples as Katy clung tight to Sara’s neck to resume the passionate kiss. They kissed for a little while; Sara caressing Katy’s tits while Katy ran her hands down over Sara’s tits and squeezing them through her dress before lowering a hand down and between Sara’s legs causing Sara to moan when Katy’s fingers found her pussy.

Sara pulled away and lifted her dress off over her head; her big tits and pierced nipples with small rings attached coming free leaving only her panties which she laid on her back and tugged off, throwing them at me to catch. She grabbed hold of Katy and they were soon rolling around on the floor with tongues exploring mouths and nipples as they groped, caressed and explored each other’s bodies for the first time. As they embraced and kissed Sara ran her hand down to Katy’s stomach down to Katy’s very wet pussy; Katy opening her legs wide to allow Sara to explore and probe with her fingers as they rubbed her lips before inserting two fingers easily in and up to the last knuckle. She moved them in and out causing Katy to break her tongue away from Sara’s mouth and moan out loud and pant with the movements within her. Katy moved her own hand to Sara’s pussy and copied the probing and fucking with two, then three fingers. They both laid on their sides, legs wide open as they finger fucked each other; Sara adding another finger to the two already fucking Katy and lowering her head to suck and bite hard on Katy’s already hard and red nipples.

I watched with an aching hard-on in my trousers but I made no move to join in. I love watching two girls together and didn’t want to spoil the moment nor break the momentum of what has happening before me. I just hoped I would be allowed to participate at some point soon.

Katy sucked on Sara’s nipples and occasionally stopped to pull the nipple rings lightly between her teeth which bought out little yells from Sara who clearly enjoyed the sensation. She then kneeled up and turned so that she could lick and taste Sara’s pussy, offering her own to Sara so she may do the same. Sara opened her legs wider to allow Katy to clamp her face to her pussy and I could hear sucking sounds as Katy attacked and sucked Sara’s clit making her shudder as Sara planted her own face on Katy’s pussy. They clung on to each other’s arse cheeks as they sucked and licked the sodden pussies, little moans coming from them both as they pleasured each other. Katy was lying with her back to me and I could see Sara’s hand’s clinging on to Katy’s buttocks, one hand rubbing up and down the arse crack before pulling the cheek wide open so I could see Katy’s small, puckered arsehole that Sara started to probe with the tip of a finger.

Katy moaned on Sara’s pussy as she felt the tip enter and slowly push further in, stopping at the first knuckle before Sara withdraw it, lifted her face away from Katy’s pussy and leaned up between Katy’s legs to spit several times on the small hole. She returned her mouth to Katy’s pussy and again probed the arsehole with her finger, gently pushing in a little before withdrawing and pushing in again. This carried on until she had the finger fully in causing Katy to yell and pant as Sara picked up a pace as she finger fucked Katy’s arsehole.

Katy moved on to her back so Sara could lay fully over her, keeping her arm under Katy’s arse cheek so she could keep the frantic fingering on her arsehole. Katy continued sucking on Sara’s pussy as she moved a hand to her arse cheeks and parted them revealing Sara’s own arsehole. She moved her mouth away from the pussy and firmly planted her face between the arse cheeks, her mouth movements clearly showing that she was probing Sara’s arsehole with her tongue, probing and sucking on the tender hole as she moved a hand to Sara’s pussy to rub the clit fast and hard.

Sara let out a shriek and sped up her jabbing in Katy’s arse, adding another finger and then lunging with her tongue and teeth on Katy’s clit. From between Sara’s arse cheeks I heard a muffled shriek from Katy at the intensity of what was happening to her own arse and clit. Both girls now moaned continuously as they kept the onslaught going, the moans getting more frequent and louder as they approached their climaxes. Sara pulled her head back and let out a scream as she came first, drops of her cum splashing down on Katy’s tits as her clit and arse carried on receiving the probing tongue and rubbing fingers.

Sara squeezed her eyes shut, let out a further yell and attacked Katy’s arsehole with more vigour, fully plunging her two fingers in and chewing on the clit which made Katy fling her head out from between the arse cheeks and shout “YES, YES, YES, FUCK!” as she also came. I could see Sara’s face getting wet from Katy’s pussy as it squirted a little, splashing down on the rug and Sara’s hand, moving like a blur as it quickly plunged the fingers in and out of the arsehole.

Katy laid her head back on the rug and said to Sara, “Stop, please stop, I’m fine. I’m done” Sara pulled her fingers out of Katy’s arse and moved up to lay next to her to kiss her. They laid for a little while in a soft embrace, kissing gently between heavy breathing while their bodies recovered.

I hadn’t moved. I had stayed firmly where I sat watching the action before me. I still had my hard-on and as I watched the girls lay on their backs next to each other relaxing, I wondered if that was it or would I get a turn on either one of them.

Sara leant up on her elbow and stroked Katy’s face. Her blonde hair was completely dishevelled and hanging down over her face. She had that ‘just been fucked rotten’ look and it was a very sexy look. Although I knew I was starting to develop feelings for Katy, it was Sara I really wanted to fuck right now.

“Enjoy that?” she asked Katy who had got her breath back and was now visibly relaxed

“Fuck yes,” she replied running her own hand over Sara’s face. “That was great. So, so great.”

She looked over at me and smiled then looked back to Sara. “That was so good. I think being very turned on by the film with all the spitting and the weeing helped. I got so turned on watching that. I was so ready for that orgasm. ”

Sara looked up to me and winked before looking back down on Katy. “Open your mouth.” She said. Katy looked a little surprised at the request before the penny dropped on what Sara was asking. Keeping eye contact with Sara she opened her mouth wide over which Sara leant and after building a collection of saliva in her mouth, she dribbled down and onto Katy’s tongue. Katy didn’t move; she allowed the frothy liquid to pool on her tongue until Sara stopped. She closed her mouth and swallowed showing no signs of reluctance or disgust.

Without being asked, she opened her mouth again and Sara repeated he action, dribbling more this time into Katy’s open mouth then following it with her tongue so she can kiss and mix the saliva more with Katy responding. They stopped kissing but Sara stayed leaning close to Katy saying, “Would you like me to wee on you now?”

Katy didn’t looked shocked, nor surprised. She didn’t reply, she just nodded.

To be continued in part thirteen when some Watersports take place and the group get together and start planning.

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A year ago I never imagined I would be extremely turned on while watching one of my fifty-year old girlfriends sucking my younger, thirty-five year lovers cock. And a little while later watching her toy boy suck his cock.

“I am going to seduce you while you watch your man having his cock sucked by my toy boy. He is very good at it,” my girlfriend whispered.

When she had me naked, she told me, “I am going to lick you like an ice cream.” I was already aroused. Then extremely aroused with her tongue licking my erect nipples and large, firm 36D tits.

Sexual heaven as she licked her way up my creamy thighs to my clit, while watching her toy boy sucking my man’s cock. I was too embarrassed to tell her, aged in my forties I had never had my cunt licked by a woman before then.

But I loved it, a wonderful new sexual experience for me orgasming on a woman’s tongue.

That was a defining moment for me, when I decided to extend my sexual fantasies and make them happen.

I am Sylvia a forty-five year old widow after my much older husband died three years ago. My parents were Danish so I have inherited their tall, slim bearing and my mother’s good looks. My girlfriends tell me I still have a very good body, smooth skin, an hour glass figure and I modestly agree.

When some of my girlfriends regaled me with stories of their sex lives I realised I have a lot of catching up to do and have missed out on lots of sexual excitement.

“I want to extend my sexual boundaries and fulfil some of my fantasies,” I tell some of my girlfriends each time I see them.

Without exception, they all wanted me to tell them about those fantasies, their voyeuristic streak showing.

“A thick, hung man, ten or fifteen years younger, with a nine or ten-inch erection fucking me. Perhaps two, thick, hung men, one is fucking me while I suck the other.

“Even better, a sexy woman and two men.

“Having my ass licked and kissed by a man and a woman as foreplay, both at the same time.

“Perhaps a drop dead gorgeous tranny. A wonderful fantasy blowing a hung tranny with good tits.

“And I would to have two women pleasure my naked body, perhaps three?

“And so you shall, Danni smiles as she tongue kisses me in the coffee shop.

“Does Sunday afternoon work for you? My condo at two?”

Before I leave on Sunday I pose almost naked in heels in front of my wall length bedroom mirrors. I can’t help but admiring my body and feeling very sexy. Good long legs, even better hips and I can see my well rounded and still dimple free ass reflected in the mirror on the other wall. Freshly shaved pubes, bald on both sides of my cunt with a large tuft above.

My best feature I muse as I tease my large erect nipples is my large firm 36D tits.

I am wearing a new outfit I purchased for the occasion, I want to make an entrance and be the center of attention. Black stockings, a sexy garter belt to hold them up and a cup-less bra.

When I arrive Danni introduced me to two other attractive women, Eva and Shirl are complete strangers to me. They are perhaps a few years younger than me.

I am the center of attention as I return Danni’s kisses. Eva is behind me as she slides down the zipper at the back of my dress and I shrug out of it.

“Wow, love your outfit and your body, we are going to enjoy you Sylvia, Shirl smiles as the dress drops to my ankles and I step out of it.

“Your body is to die for, magnificent, and very fuckable, Danni whispers as she feasts on my erect nipples.

“Your tits were made for that cup-less bra, Sylvia, she tells me. Must be thirty-six D? Magnificent.”

Shirl is on her knees licking and kissing my ass cheeks with her hands on my hips.

Danni moves us to a room with mirrors on all the walls and ceiling and a lavish bed.

I am flat on my back, watching in the ceiling mirror as Danni positions herself between my legs. My knees are raised as she licks the exposed thigh area above my stockings.

The other two people are licking and sucking my nipples, one each side. Their soft tongues are magic on my erect nipples.

One of them is sliding a finger between my lips as I lick it with my tongue.

“Would you like me to fuck you with my tongue, Sylvia? I want to and I really would like to,” Danni teases.

“Would you Sylvia? Do you want me to fuck you with my tongue? I am very good,” she teases as the tip of her tongue flips my clit.

“So good, so fucking good, don’t stop,” I am moaning one minute later.

Shirl is tongue kissing me while Eva is licking and sucking my erect nipples.

Danni’s tongue on my cunt lips with two other people giving me sexual pleasure is wonderful. A whole new dimension for me with lots of naked flesh on display.

Shirl takes one of my hands. I can feel a thick, large, very erect cock in that hand.

I can see Shirl completely naked in the mirrors – a gorgeous, hung tranny with a feminine body and a thick, large cock.

She is incredibly attractive. I had never ever seen a naked tranny before now.

She is completely naked apart from her heels.

Long feminine legs, gorgeous fleshy thighs, good firm ass, good size tits most women would be proud of and men drool over.

And her cock. Wow!

A tranny in heels with a fabulous body and a raging erection has me incredibly excited and turned on.

I have only one thought with Danni’s tongue licking my cunt lips as I ogle Shirl’s naked body and raging erection.

I want her erection. I must have her. I want to blow her.

At the very moment I use a hand to guide Shirl’s erection between my pursed lips Danni has me on the brink of orgasm.

Eva is licking and sucking my tits to perfection as I cum.

Shirl is sliding her erection between my lips in a fucking motion.

Three people are pleasuring my naked body.

Danni has her hands under my ass as she darts her tongue along my wet cunt lips.

Another orgasm on Danni’s tongue, then another and another.

I am rubbing my the tip of my thumb and forefinger along Shirl’s erection as she slides the tip of it between my lips.

I let her erection slip out from my lips.

“Your hand or the back my throat?,” I ask.

“Back of your throat, please?”

“Then stand with your back against the wall, Shirl,” I tell him as Danni and Eva help me off the bed.

“Is this what you wanted, Shirl?,” I tease as i kneel in front of him and resume sucking his erection.

Danni and Eva are standing close by watching.

“You are awesome, Sylvia,” Danni whispers.

“Absolutely fucking awesome,” Eva whispers.

Danni is sucking one of his tits, Eva the other.

Shirl is breathing very heavily.

She is sliding almost the full length her erection between my tightly pursed lips.

“So good, so fucking good, so close,” she is moaning.

I am raking and teasing my nails along her balls.

Then her body shudders as she hits the back of my throat.

Another fantasy, or three, off my bucket list, I muse on the way home, very pleased with myself.

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This was just a spur of the moment story I wrote when my girlfriend/lover Jennifer was sending me dirty pics and my imagination got the better of me. Shhh, she doesn’t know it’s here 😉

–“Finally! So close to being with her!” She thought to herself and giggled somewhat naughtily. Laying back her head Jennifer said to herself, “Ooooh, it’s driving me crazy just thinking about it!” as her eyes closed and her petite hands wandered to her perky, firm tits around a B-cup, fondling them, pinching the nipples ever so gently. Her hands then betrayed her and started slowly roaming down her smooth stomach, then ever so gently along each hip bone making her shiver in pleasure. Slowly, those hands pushed the blanket down exposing a petite, soft, hourglass figure. Her right hand continued its path while her left returned higher to her right tit, massaging it while tweaking the nipple. Meanwhile, her other hand slid further down to start making gyrations on her clit. As a small moan snuck out from between her full lips as she thought, “Oh God! I can’t wait till she gets here!” Then her hands betrayed her further as her middle finger slid in and out of her tight, wet little pussy. Her finger slowly glided in and out, gradually increasing in intensity, as her other hand grew rougher with her tit and her nails dug in some. Now her body was starting to tingle and tense with pure pleasure and anticipation for what could only mean one thing.
–Surges of pleasure flooded through every inch of her body, making her spasm and breaths come in small gasps. She could feel her juices running out over her fingers, cumming so hard it almost hurt. It felt like a thousands pounds of pressure lifting off her pussy, letting the blood flow back in and out of my soft folds. When it finally faded away she started gently licking it off her fingers just as the door cracked open.
–She froze with my middle finger in my mouth, gently biting it. She was laying there with my legs spread wide for her lover to see every inch of her glistening pussy and smooth legs.
–“H-hey honey.”

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–I smoothed out my pinstripe, black suit, and messed up my short strawberry blonde hair some more for my beloved bedhead look. It worked since all my hair was only about an inch long. Then a closed my office door and locked it, dropping the key into my briefcase and pulling out my car keys.
–It had been another fulfilling day of helping the loony. I just couldn’t wait to get home to something normal. Get a good workout in and get some sleep.
–I quickly hurried into the elevator just as it was closing with one of my male patients inside. Nervously I moved to be standing beside and behind him somewhat. He was a very unstable man that was being ordered by the court to come see me. They chose me because the judge found me to be an intimidating woman who he would not try to get the upperhand on.
—“Miss Cole! What are you doing in here so late?” He asked, licking his lips. This was not the type of man any woman should be alone around no matter how tough she was. He had a history of rape and abuse but no woman ever had sufficient proof.
–“I’m heading home. Why are you still here Rick? Our session ended an hour ago.” I asked as I gripped my briefcase. These were typical predator actions. Waiting for the prey in hiding until they are separated from the herd. Humans really aren’t so different from any other creature. We are just smarter so therefore more of a threat.
–The dreaded words came out of his mouth in what I imagined was a slick tone to him, but was just haunting to me, “I was waiting for you. You worked later than you should have.” He said, moving closer.
–“I had paperwork Mister Lonax.” I used a formal name to show a discreet message of how the only relationship there was between us was patient doctor. “You know that I only discuss matters in the office, you should go home.” I looked at the digital number, 5 out of 1. Almost down.
–“Well, I was actually going to ask you to have dinner with me.” He said moving closer again, making me step back into a corner so I had swinging room.
–I laughed a little, standing up straight so I was at eye level with him to show my confidence that I was pretending to have, “No, I will be having dinner with my partner tonight and most every other night, now if you will excuse me,” I said as the door began opening, “this is very inappropriate and we have discussed proper ways to approach a woman.”
–I tried to push by him but he put his arm in front of me, looking a little angry, “You won’t regret it if you do. I’m sure your business partner can wait.”
–That was the final straw. I swung my briefcase and knocked his arm away, grabbed him by his gross greasy long hair, and pushed him to the floor. “Not business. Lover. Don’t mess with me, I don’t bat for your team. You keep this up and it will be more than enough proof that you are a lost case and I WILL tell the court you are at maximum mental health possible but not safe to be released into the public.”
–At that I released his hair, stepped over him and walked out of the elevator into the lobby. All eyes were on me but I walked proudly through as if nothing had happened and went to the parking lot.
–As soon as I sat in the car I finally let out my breath and started the car shakily. That was one of the scariest few minutes of my life. That’s a patient who needs a male doctor. I pulled out and lit a cigarette, happy for the stress reliever.
–I hurried home and as I walked in the door I could hear a slight moaning coming from the bedroom and a huge grin spread across my face. My Jennifer was in there ready to be ravished. I dropped my bags and listened at the door for a minute and could hear the bed start to squeak a bit as she was gasping for air between her soft moans. Just knowing what was going on in there had me soaking through my panties.
–I took off my blazer and hung it on a chair, unbuttoning my shirt as I opened the door to see the most beautiful pussy I have EVER seen. Dripping wet with her bouncy tits heaving and her licking her fingers clean.
–At that I groaned deeply, pulling my shirt off and taking of my pants as I walked in, letting my clothes just fall to the floor.
–I rushed to between her legs, gripped her hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed. I gazed at her glistening pussy until I couldn’t hold back any longer and buried my face deep.
–I starting licking at her opening, wanting to taste every drop of her fluids before they were gone. Nibbling at each lip I slipped a finger to be rubbing on her back door. Then I moved to her rock hard clit and starting sucking on it, making circles with my tongue, flicking it, and nibbling, letting it slip between my teeth over and over so that she was moaning so loud that surely the neighbors could hear.
–My nipples were so hard that the fabric of my bra felt like sandpaper so I leaned back and unhooked it, pulling it off quickly so that my buoyant C tits bounced out, already covered in sweat from pure arousal. As soon as it was off and I felt the cool air brush my breasts, I dove back in. It felt like I just couldn’t get enough of her pussy. She was grinding against my face, gripping the sheets and moaning louder and louder. She was ready for me but I wasn’t ready to stop.
–I slipped a finger into her pussy, then another and started wiggling them and pounding in and out while I kept sucking, nipping, and licking her beautiful little bead. Finally she came all over my face nearly screaming my name in pure ecstasy, “Lisa, oh god baby!” and it was like I had be dehydrated for days and there was pure glistening water there for my taking. I lapped up every bit I could then wiped my face.
–“Oh god baby that was so amazing.” She said as she leaned up and I kissed her deeply, letting our tongues dance and I pressed my panties to her pussy. She reached down and pulled them off of me. She rolled on top of me and starting kissing my tits, nibbling my nipples, and moving down. I felt like I was ready to burst before she even got near my pussy.
–When she did she used what we had learned together and went crazy on my clit. She knew me so well, knowing I didn’t like to be penetrated very often and didn’t need to be. Finally I could feel myself swelling with pleasure, “Oh Jennifer, baby don’t stop, I’m so close.” Then the slight pain hit that always comes before the climax.
–I let out a sigh of relief as spasms of pleasure rocked my body. “Oh god yes baby right there. Now now now!” And she drove her fingers into my pussy, wiggling then like crazy so that I was cumming so hard I couldn’t of held still if I had tried.
–As soon as it eased off she crawled up beside me and started kissing my neck. I rolled back over onto her, holding my body off of hers, “Are you ready?”
–Jennifer nodded, biting her lip. So, I pulled the chest out from under the bed and held up a few different dildo’s in multiple colors, “Your pick.”
–She seemed to think for a minute then pointed, “That one, the pink one.” I grinned and set them all down. I dug in a bit more till I felt leather and pulled out my harness. I winked at her.
–“You get to put it on me baby.” She grinned back at me and got up close, nipping my firm toned stomach as she did so. I lifted each leg for those straps and she buckled it in the back, grabbing my ass as she did so. She slid the ring onto the dildo then snapped it in place.
–Jennifer then began sucking it. Oh I could only imagine what that would feel like if it were truly mine but just seeing her with my rubber cock in her mouth was too much and I pulled back and pushed her onto the bed.
–I climbed on her again as I swung her legs so she was laying right on the bed. I slid it into her, watching it disappear into her folds as she gasped in and gripped my hips, pulling me all the way into her.
–We moaned in unison, grabbing each others’ asses as I started pounding her. Just feeling the pressure was enough to feel amazing. Knowing how much I was pleasing her was enough to make me moan with her, making a beautifully orgasmic song.
–I started kissing her deeply again so that our moans were muffled as I kept sliding my rubber cock in and out of her tight little pussy. I could feel her juices running down into the leather harness, mixing with mine. I moved and started nibbling her nipples.
–“Oh yes Jenn, cum for me baby. Come on bitch. Let loose.” At that she did cum and started racking hard with orgasms. “AHHH!! LISA!!!!”
–The sight, with the pressure, feeling her juices on me, and her screaming my name was enough to make me start cumming too so that we were clinging to each other, her nails clawing at my back only making me cum harder. Finally it stopped and I dropped onto her, us both breathing hard, covered in sweat.
–I rolled off onto my back and unbuckled, the harness, dropping it onto the floor as Jennifer rolled over and snuggled up to my side nuzzling my breast. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close, pulled up the covers over us, and drifting off to sleep, playing with her hair.

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This is the third chapter in a series chronicling the transformation of a conservative high school principal’s submission to a dominate black lesbian student. It depicts scenes of non-consent and reluctance (no force or physical coercion). If you choose to continue please enjoy.

Friday morning Maggie took her swim as usual. She found herself looking toward the RV for any sign of movement, like an anxious school girl looking for attention from her first crush. She wanted to see her, hoping for acknowledgment the feeling was mutual. Her rational side clearly knew it was mutual, but her rational side was rarely available when it came to Taisha Smith.

Her mind replayed the events in her office last night, the feel of Taisha’s touch, surrendering to pleasures she had never imagined. There was no rational thought involved, only memories of unbridled bliss.

Maggie placed her towel down on the lounge chair and studied the RV for movement. There was none, so like any love sick school girl would do, she coughed suddenly and loudly with hopes of waking her up. She put on her swim cap and goggles, taking her time so Taisha might show herself.

She stood thinking about Taisha’s tongue probing her spread legs on that hideous marble conference table. Her eyes closed and pussy tingled as she remembered cumming and cumming as Taisha worked that incredible tongue.

Suddenly she realized she was standing there in a black lycra swim suit that would quickly be soaked through as her pussy moistened. She jumped into the pool and began her laps. Here, she could let her mind wander where it may with no danger of embarrassment.

She did just that. Yesterday she fought off the lustful thoughts, but after last night she had no fight left. So, at least for this morning, she would let her mind wonder, to forbidden thoughts with her former student and now subordinate. She wanted to know what Taisha meant by “so much more to teach her…”

Maggie had never been or even entertained being with a woman. She clearly never had an “I kissed a girl” moment… until last night that is. But something about the way Taisha spoke to her and so boldly took control of the situation, made her drop any defenses and surrender to the moment.

As she swam she would sneak peeks at the lounge chairs hoping for Taisha, but there was no sign. Her mind wandered to the feel of the kiss she had with Taisha. Her first with a woman, and possibly the most memorable of her life. As her mind wandered further, she had thoughts of what Taisha would look like naked, what she would feel like…

She tried to imagine what it would feel like to let her tongue explore Taisha’s pussy. She wondered what that would taste like… Would she be able to please her? Taisha was a master. She made Maggie cum so powerfully, as her tongue seemed to know exactly where to touch and how to move…

Soon, Maggie felt her mind pulling her back to work and all she had to do, all she had to loose if this ever came out. “No this is my time!” screamed her inner voice. “Now I think about Maggie and her wants…”

Still no sign of Taisha, so she went back to fantasizing. Two days from now they would have the house to themselves while Sam was at an RV show in Fort Smith. He would leave early and be home in the evening. “So much more to teach you.” Taisha had said. Maggie wanted to know, needed to know what she meant.

She finished her swim with no sign of Taisha, so she dried off slowly and lingered, coughing and pretending to bump the chaise lounge, all to no avail.

She came to the realization Taisha was not going to show herself and realized she needed to hurry or she would be late for work.

What Maggie did not know was Taisha had been watching her from the beginning. Peeking through the curtain separating the driver seats from the living quarters. She grinned immediately upon seeing Maggie and even more so when it was clear Maggie was looking for her.

That’s when she decided, rather than go out and watch her from the chair, she would watch in secret and let Maggie miss her. Nothing like a little hard to get to make some one want you more. As she saw Principal Turner in that tight black swim suit contrasted against her light pink skin, she replayed last evening in her mind.

Maggie was the first woman she could recall being attracted to. Her senior year of high school, she happened upon Principal Turner and Coach Johnson in her office one evening. Coach Johnson was leaving for a job in Atlanta and they were saying their goodbyes. Taisha watched through a gap in the blinds when they were swept up by emotion and lost control, just for a moment.

Taisha was shocked as they inched closer and suddenly they both gave in to suppressed passions and kissed wildly. Something about seeing the ever professional always controlled white principal latch on to the strong and equally controlled black football coach that excited Taisha in a powerful but strange way.

Coach Johnson, lifted Principal Turner and placed her ass on the desk as they kissed passionately. Then as quickly as it started they both came to the realization that it was wrong and stopped themselves.

Later that evening as Taisha lay in bed thinking about what she saw. She quickly realized that, in her mind, she assumed the roll of Coach Johnson. She envisioned her hands gripping Principal Turner’s ass as her tongue probed the Principal’s mouth.

Taisha let her fingers slide inside her panties, amazed how hot and wet she became so quickly. She could barely contain herself as she imagined that pent up passion inside Principal Turner being released on her. Taisha held a pillow over her face and rubbed her clit feverishly.

She imagined her fingers inside Principals Turner’s panties, feeling her wet heat as Taisha rubbed her stiff little button. She could almost feel Principal Turner’s breath on her neck and imagined Principal Turner gripping her as tightly as she hugged Coach Johnson. Taisha came very quickly envisioning Principal Turner cumming on her desk at Taisha’s hand.

Taisha had masturbated many time over her teen years, almost always feeling a bit of shame and embarrassment afterwards. But this was by far the most powerful orgasm she had ever felt, followed by the strongest guilt the act had ever brought her.

After that evening, she struggled with many confusing thoughts and conflicting emotions. On one hand she had grown up in an era of growing acceptance of same sex relationships and had been supportive of the gay community. But, on the other, she had seen many examples of members of the black community that were still very unaccepting of that lifestyle. That Included her parents, she thought.

This resulted in her suppressing her desires and, in hind sight, lead to some of the acting out she did her senior year. During college she, came to terms with her sexuality, dated several women and grew more comfortable in her own skin. The one constant through it all was her desire and if she was honest, obsession for Principal Turner.

She had gone on to masturbate countless time envisioning dozens of ways to please Principal Turner. After last night she felt she had finally achieved her dream and it was even better than the fantasies she played out in her mind.

This close to the finish line, she had to be strong, she had to keep control of herself and not overplay her hand. She had Principal Turner wanting more and to win her totally she needed to take it slowly but relentlessly. The best move for the moment was to let anticipation build until they could be alone on Sunday.

The plan was evolving with each encounter with Maggie and she could see the impact of pleasuring Principal Turner but not letting her reciprocate. As she learned in Psyche classes, anticipation is a powerful thing. The desperation in Principal Turner’s demeanor when she spoke of wanting to reciprocate, gave Taisha the idea, that this could be the final hook she needed.

The downside of this strategy was the need for self control. Six years of fantasizing and Taisha was at her limit. She doubted she had the strength to restrain her own needs and desires any longer. She would need to continue with self gratification for as long as she could stand it, but to have her quarry so close and not give in, was torture like she had never known.

She needed to assure Maggie Turner wanted her as badly as she wanted Maggie Turner. With that in mind Taisha returned to her bed, laid down and pulled her nightgown up. She pictured principal turner pealing her wet speedo off slowly, then dropping to her knees and crawling closer.

Her fingers slid into her panties as she envisioned Principal Turners tongue splitting her screaming pussy lips. She lost count how many times she had done this, but this morning, laying on the bed so close to Principal Turner seemed more powerful than the first.

Her pussy was soaking wet and steaming hot as she touched herself. Imagining her right hand gripping Principal Turner’s wet pony tail and feeling her tongue inside her, she fingered herself faster.

“Oh Principal Turner, please lick my pussy,” moaned Taisha as her back arched. “I’ve wanted this for so… Ah! You’re making me cum already…”

Taisha’s ass clinched as she raised it off the bed, rubbing her clit rapidly. “I’m cumming Principal Turner, Oh God, I’m cumming. Please don’t ever stop!”

Taisha’s finger moved crazily fast over her hard little clit, as her pelvis jerked toward the ceiling. Her body shook and she suppressed a scream while her orgasm built to a paralyzing crescendo. Her ass collapsed back onto the bed and she came hard and long, imagining Principal Turner’s tongue. When her orgasm passed, it occurred to her, she would have to wash the comforter, before Sunday!

She had already decided she would administer her training sessions in the RV. Maggie would associate Taisha’s bedroom as her pleasure center, at least to begin with and it needed to be perfect.

Taisha showered and got dressed and by the time she was done, Maggie had left for work. She looked out to see Sam lingering by the patio door, clearly trolling for Taisha. She would definitely have to deal with the horny little prick soon. When she exited the RV, he came out to engage her.

“Good morning Taisha,” he said coyly.

“Good morning Mr. Turner,” she replied, forcing a smile.

Part of Sam knew he should back off but as his eyes drank in her shapely figure and beautiful dark skin, he could not muster the will to resist the growing urge for his first black experience.

“It surely is a beautiful day.” He cringed inside at his feeble attempt at small talk.

Sam struggled for words after the embarrassing encounter the day before in front of his wife. But the memory of their dinner together while Maggie was at the board meeting would not go away. He had never had such an intimate conversation with a black woman before and he was certain she was interested in him too. She even hinted, not so subtly, that she was open to taking it in the ass.

Since then he could not shake the image of her incredible ass in those powder blue flowered yoga pants. His cock stiffened instantly every time he imagined sliding it between those beautiful buns.

“Mr. Turner, you’re shaking. Are you ok?” She smiled knowingly. Her flirty little smile only flustered him more. “Sorry I can’t linger this morning, I’m running a little late. My mind seemed to be wondering this morning and I did not want to get out of bed…”

She strutted by wearing a pair of black form fitting slacks that accentuated her asset perfectly. At that moment Sam was certain she wanted him and he would have her. She had black high heeled boots on that made him think, if she were only holding a whip, she would be his fantasy dominatrix.

“Damn that’s nice,” He said softly.

Taisha gave a back handed wave as she kept walking, knowing exactly were his eyes were. She grinned as she thought of her plan for the Mr. Turner… But there was plenty of time for that. She would let him simmer for a few weeks maybe. Anticipation…

Taisha arrived at work feeling on top of the world, but it all came quickly to a halt when the ever present Liz Richards practically greeted her at the door. “Good Morning Ms. Smith, how are you today.” She said stepping out of the administrative office area.

She was no doubt sucking up to Principal Turner already this morning, Taisha thought to herself.

“Did you hear Manuel Espinosa got the full time social studies position? He sure has paid his dues and finally got his reward. I’m so glad Principal Turner did the right thing, aren’t you?” The sarcasm hung in the air like a thick fog.

Taisha looked calm and cool though inside she was a raging tornado. The job would have been hers had Lizzy not reared her ugly head and forced Mr. Espinosa down Maggie’s throat. She couldn’t understand what she did to Liz to deserve the attitude and rudeness. The only logical conclusion she could draw was insecurity. Liz was so afraid Taisha would somehow get the upper hand with Principal Turner she felt she had to take her out before she had the chance.

Trying not to let on she was bothered, Taisha replied, “I heard he is a great person. I am really happy for him. Principal Turner said I’m on the short list now. Soon we’ll get to see each other every day. I was going to get a quick coffee before classes starts. Would you like to join me Liz?”

Taisha was pretty sure Liz could sense the mutual sarcasm and was proud of herself for not calling her Lizzy. She knew that would send her over the top. She heard one of the teachers in the break room call her that once and it was not pretty.

Taisha did not want to light her up just yet, but there would soon come a day when she would get the chance and she would hit her with both barrels. For now, sarcastic banter was enough. She would bide her time for the right payback. She did find it amusing that the teachers lounge was every bit as petty and vindictive as high school. Taisha could do vindictive with the best of them.

“Thanks for the offer, but I need to do something for Principal Turner before class. Maybe another time,” replied Liz.

Taisha suppressed an eye roll and moved on. The day otherwise went well, she really enjoyed the students in Mr. Cheswick’s class. She would have loved teaching them full time and it only added to her anger toward Liz. But she did hear from several teachers and students throughout the coarse of the day, Mr. Espinosa really was a good person and well liked. That did lessen the sting. She really was happy for him and she knew her time would come. She could not complain, she had kept busy substitute teaching so far and hoped that would continue until a full time spot opened up.

Taisha purposely avoided Maggie as much as possible. They did pass in the hall between classes, “Good morning Principal Turner.” She said with a alluring grin. She sensed Maggie stop and turn to talk but kept walking pretending not to notice. Her smile widened feeling the longing in the air.

Maggie was excited to see Taisha. She looked beautiful in her black slacks and red button down blouse. Her hair was down and combed straight hanging half way down her chest, and contrasted against the red blouse. Her full lips and bright smile drew her eyes and he wanted so badly to kiss her again.

Taisha’s perfume made her tingle as they passed, and she could not help but turn and look as she walked by, disappointed Taisha did not stop. She couldn’t resist ogling her full round ass and curvaceous shape. The obsessive thoughts that rushed through her mind since their first encounter a week ago, were becoming all consuming it seemed. Last night sent it to another level.

Maggie headed back to her office to force her mind back on work. She was successful because there was a lot to do prepping for the tag fee campaign. She was feeling more confident the $10 license plate fee would actually pass and bring more revenue to the Arkansas educational system. It had been so many years since a new tax passed for schools she could hardly remember.

Saturday, she would spend the day filming commercials for it. She was a little nervous but honored she would get to be the spokes person for the adds. It suddenly clicked in her mind that tomorrow was Saturday and that made her more nervous.

Like most everything in her life, she had prepped and practiced and there was really very little doubt it would all go smoothly, at least on her part, tomorrow. Liz volunteered to help her rehearse her lines before school and was going to help after school for a while too.

She was thankful Liz was taking such strong interest in helping with the license fee initiative. Too many teachers want to complain about the system but not get involved to make it better. So it was good to see a millennial actually getting involved. Maggie was not one for stereo typing, but she did find her self believing the reputation of the younger millennials for being slackers. Liz was a refreshing change, even though she was not always diplomatic when dealing with her fellow teachers.

Maggie hoped she would develop the ability to at least come across as more understanding of others feelings. If she could, Liz’s career would be a success, she was sure.

At 3:30 Liz showed up as usual, right on time. They rehearsed Maggie’s lines and she helped Maggie, set up a series of town hall type events to promote the initiative. It was nearly six when they finished and Maggie went to join Sam for dinner.

She would be tied up all day Saturday with the add campaign and Sunday.

Sam would be off to Fort Smith for an RV show, leaving early and returning late. She would be alone with Taisha for the day. “So much more to teach you,” Taisha said… Maggie’s mind wondered and she noticed Taisha’s car still in the lot as she pulled out.

Taisha stayed late to prepare for next week’s classes. She made a trip to the supply closet for materials to put together some study guides for the students. She notice Maggie had left and smiled, her efforts to ghost her for the day had gone well.

As she passed Liz’s room she heard the young man from last night with her again.

“…legally an adult now Ms. Richards. Happy birthday to me…”

“Hold on Michael,” She interrupted as she walked to the door and closed it.

Taisha stopped and tried to listen but they were whispering and she could not understand them. She stood there for a few moments with no luck and moved on when a couple girls from the volleyball team walked by.

When she reached the supply room, she turned on the light and went in, letting the door close behind her. She worked through the rows of shelves looking for the material. After a few moments, she heard the door open and the young man’s voice. “Hello, is anyone in here?”

Taisha’s instincts kicked in when she realized it sounded like the young man from Liz’s classroom. She thought it strange he would be in the room since students should not have access to the key. She slunk quietly behind the shelves and listened. He stood quietly next to the backup copier, staring at the door and fidgeting.

She positioned herself to get a look and confirmed it was him. Her mind raced with anticipation. Could it be? she thought to herself. Two excruciatingly long minutes later, her question was answered. Ms. Richards walked in nervously.

Taisha suddenly thought she’d better silence her phone and did quickly.

“Ms. Richards, I’ve waited so long for this…”

She looked up at him as her arms went around him, “Easy, Michael, you know we shouldn’t…”

“I’m a legal adult as of today and you promised me a birthday present. Two in fact.” He put his arms around her and kissed her passionately causing her to moan audibly.

“Mikey’s gettin’ some tonight” Taisha’s inner voice chuckled as she looked for the best angle to get this on video. “And the bitch is mine after this!” She found the perfect opening between the book shelves to get a good shot and stay almost completely out of sight.

Liz broke the kiss. “Michael, we need to be careful. I can get free Sunday…”

“No fucking way. Feel this! I can’t wait till Sunday and no more phone fucking. I want my horny little bitch right here right now!” He shoved her hand to his boner and she instantly gripped and stroked it through his jeans. They both panted heavily as they plunged their tongues into each other’s mouths.

Taisha tried to imagine how Liz and Michael got started in their relationship and how far they’d taken it. Clearly the cute nick name phase was past and they had moved on to the horny little bitch phase. Taisha could barely contain herself as her Little Lizzy problem was solved for life.

Mikey grabbed her hand and stopped her. Taisha was sure the young man was going to blow a massive load in his pants if he didn’t. Right on cue, Ms. Richards dropped to her knees and pulled seven inches of pink steel from Mikey’s pants. It was like she smiled for the camera when she looked up at him and took a big sweeping lick up the length of his shaft.

“Lick my cock, you horny little bitch.” His head rolled back. “Oh fuck, so much better than the phone!”

Liz plunged him into her mouth and bobbed rapidly up and down. She had spent hours on the phone with Michael, playing this type of scenario out together. She had to agree, this was so much better. She could not believe how hard his cock was. Tony’s cock never quite felt like hot steel in her mouth. She could get used to this real fast.

“Fuck!” grunted Mikey. “I’m gonna cum in that slutty little mouth.”

Mikey’s whole body convulsed, grunting like a hog, as he unloaded his bitter sweet spunk in her mouth. She nodded and moaned as she tried to swallow it all.

Her fiancé Tony was ten years older than her and she thought he came a lot, but Mikey came like a firehose. It dripped down her chin, causing her to lean forward to keep it off her blouse and slacks. Liz swallowed as fast as she could, not letting go of him. After waiting so long for a hot hard fuck, she was more than happy to swallow this time. She’d ease him into the once-a-year birthday blow job later.

She loved this cock and was going to ride the fuck out of Mikey every chance she could. Right now, she was kicking herself for wearing slacks and buckled heels. It would take forever to get them off. She yanked his pants down and pushed them to his shins, all the while pumping him in her mouth.

“One down, you hungry little slut. Now I’m gonna fuck that tight little cunt.” He groaned looking down at her.

Taisha gave young Mikey credit. He played the role nicely for his experience level. But she was betting he would once again be a little too quick on the draw.

Liz pulled off and both ladies were impressed when his cock still pointed dead straight at the ceiling. Liz stood up and grabbed desperately at her belt. She needed that hot dick inside her and needed to finish quick. This was too dangerous, but fuck did it feel good.

This time, Mikey dropped to his knees and undid her pants. He’d jacked off to the thought of this dozens of times, with and without Ms. Richards on the phone. As he yanked her pants down, he saw her sandy brown muff and had to pause for a second to look at it.

“I want you so bad, you hot little slut. I’m gonna teach you what a hot hard fuck feels like, Ms. Richards.” He yanked them down to her ankles and stood up.

Taisha felt her own pussy heating up, and a little jealous. Though she preferred the ladies, there’s nothing quite like a hot hard cock filling you completely. Toys were close but the heat of the real thing…

Liz was panting and thrust her tongue toward his mouth. Aware that she just took his hot spunk, Mikey turned away, giving her his neck. He slid his hands over her tight little naked ass and gripped her thighs. Taisha gave her credit for a tight round little ass as she jumped up awkwardly, gripped his neck and spread her legs.

Michael played linebacker, so picking up her petite little body was no problem. But with both of them still bound by pants around their ankles, it was challenging. Her knees were around him, but her ankles were bound in front of him rubbing his thighs as he lowered her onto his stiff dick.

“Oh, Michael, that, ah, that’s it, go slow. Feels so good. Oh, fuck your cock is hard sweetie. Oh my God, Michael.” She groaned. Her mouth hung wide open as she took him to the hilt.

“You feel so good, Ms. Richards, so much better. Aah, ah, ah, ahhhhhh…” He exhaled and began to raise and lower her.

“You’re so strong and so damn hard, Michael,” she gasped. “I need you to fuck me, Michael, please, Michael, fuck me like the horny little slut I am.”

Michael was beyond playing the role now. He’d had a few blowjobs, but this was his first pussy and he was overwhelmed by the feeling. It was so tight and warm. He was bouncing her now, trying not to fall over as he felt her hot cunt grip his tip before thrusting in deep.

“Oh fuck, Ms. Richards, so much better!” He let out a series of broken grunts as they slapped together.

Taisha’s eyes watered as she tried not to make a sound but wanted to moan along with Little Slut Lizzy.

Liz hung on, holding her head against his, clinging to his neck. Her mouth was wide open and she sang, as loud as she dared in rhythm with his thrusts, “Hoah yes, aahhh, aaahhh, aaaahhhh!” .

Liz felt her climax starting to build as Michael, tensed and began to release his warm seed inside her. His pace slowed, bringing her the familiar feeling of pleasure mixed with disappointment she so often experienced with Tony. But she was confident Michael would become a climax inducing machine with a little experience. Her high school boyfriend had the same issue in the beginning, and she was able to train him quickly.

Michael’s phone dinged. He scrambled for his pants. “Shit, my parents are taking me out to dinner. I’m supposed to pick up my sister from dance class.” He retrieved his phone. “It’s my sister, I’m late. Sorry gotta go.” They both pulled their pants up and he leaned in to kiss her. He gave her a quick peck, not wanting to eat his own cum. “That was incredible, are we still on for Sunday?”

“Yeah, text me on the burner and we’ll figure it out.” She straightened herself up as best she could. “I’ll go first, you need to wait five full minutes and then you can come out. Okay?”

He looked at his watch. “Okay. Thanks, Ms. Richards. This is the best birthday ever!”

She blew him a kiss and slipped out the door.

Michael began to talk to himself. “That was fucking awesome. Fuck that felt good. She came! She came a lot. I think it was like four times. You da man, Mike! You da man.” He looked at his watch, shrugged and practically skipped down the hall.

Taisha replayed part of the video to make sure it clearly showed who it was. It was perfect and she got it all. She backed it up to the cloud and headed to Ms. Richards’ room.

Liz had her bag and backpack in hand heading for the door when Taisha appeared in her doorway and startled her. “Wow, you scared me. What can I do for you, Ms. Smith? I was just heading…”

“Working late, Lizzy?” Taisha grinned widely.

She was shocked and pissed that Taisha would burst into her room and call her that. It took a few seconds to register what she heard. “Please, do not call me, Lizzy, Ms…”

Taisha pointed at her chair. “Have a seat, Lizzy, we need to talk.”

Taisha looked menacing in her black slacks and black high heeled boots. She put her hand on her hip with an indignant scowl. Liz wasn’t sure why, but she felt compelled to comply.

She sat and looked at Taisha confused. “What is this about, Ms. Smith? Your tone is really unprofessional.”

“Unprofessional? Really. I’m gonna cut to the chase, Lizzy, cause I ain’t got much patience for your prissy ass, back stabbin’ bullshit tonight!”

Liz had never heard anything resembling the “girl from the hood” accent from Taisha and the fear showed on her face.

Taisha took a deep breath. “Here’s how it’s gonna be, Lizzy. You’re gonna treat me with respect from now on. Do you understand?”

“I am a professional and treat everyone with respect, Ms. Smith. Your tone is brutish, and I don’t have to put up with it. I’m leaving…”

“Sit your tight little ass back down and listen, you horny little slut,” said Taisha sternly.

Liz’s heart raced and she suddenly felt sick. The knowing look on Taisha’s face was unmistakable. Taisha hit play and held up the phone. She watched herself in horror. “Oh, Michael, that, ah, that’s it, go slow. Feels so good. Oh, fuck your cock is hard sweetie. Oh my God, Michael.”

“Professional? Not sure Ms. Turner would agree, Ms. Richards. And by the way, it’s backed up to the cloud and my best friend from college has a copy.”

Liz began to tremble. “What do you want, Taisha?”

“Well, well, well, I must say I like your change in perspective, Lizzy. Aren’t you engaged Lizzy?”

She looked down at the floor nodding slowly.

“I thought so… So much to lose. Do you live together?”

“No… Why… Please, Taisha.” She looked pleadingly.

“I would like to sit down. Please get on your knees Lizzy, you seemed so at home there a few minutes ago. I have an e-mail draft to Principal Turner and the school board chair. Shall I hit send?”

Her face reddened as she moved from her seat and lowered to the floor.

“Good girl, Lizzy. You are what gramma calls a boot licker, Lizzy. Licking the boots of whoever can help you get ahead.” Taisha sat in Lizzy’s chair and crossed her legs. She bounced her top foot up and down. “I think you need my help, Lizzy, don’t you.”

Liz stared at the floor and nodded.

“Go ahead boot licker, start licking.”

She dropped down sitting on her heels and slid herself forward. Then she cupped Taisha’s boot in both hands, leaned in with her head hung in shame and took a small lick on the top of the boot.

“You’re a lot better boot licker than that, Lizzy. I’ve seen you with Principal Turner. Look at me, Lizzy.”

Liz was fuming inside. Her face was bright red and her hands trembled as she did as commanded.

“That’s good, Lizzy. Now I want you to take a nice big lick from toe to top, just like you did to Mikey’s stiff little dick.”

When Liz followed orders, the smile on Taisha’s face grew bigger along with a rush of warm wetness between her legs. She was going to enjoy this for as long as she could. Liz fully extended her tongue and took a full slow lick up Taisha’s boot, looking her in the eye the entire time.

“Very good, Lizzy, did that give your little pussy a rush? I bet it did, you horny little slut,” said Taisha, slowly licking her lips.

Liz felt a rush of shame, because she had felt a warm tingle from her nipples to her pussy. She told herself it was the encounter with Michael that did it. Anticipating what was next, she released the booted foot and reached for the one on the floor. Taisha smiled brightly and crossed her legs the other way.

While she watched Liz run her tongue up the other boot, she was shocked how excited it made her. “That is so good, Lizzy, you really get it. I own you and I think this is going to be the beginning a new era in our relationship. You’re MY boot licker now, aren’t you, Lizzy?”

She nodded holding Taisha’s boot.

“Say it, Lizzy.”

“I’m your boot licker, Ms. Smith.”

“And you will treat me with the respect I deserve?”

“Yes, Ms. Smith.”

“You are such a fast learner, Lizzy. That’s good.” Taisha raised her boot for another lick and Liz complied. “Now that you know your place, I think we are going to get along nicely. Going forward, when I reach out, it is respectful to reply immediately. Don’t you agree?”

“Yes, Ms. Smith.”

“Excellent, I may need you at any time. Are we in agreement that I am your number one priority?” Asked Taisha calmly.

“Yes Ms. Smith,” she replied compliantly.

“I like that response Lizzy. Are we in agreement that whenever I ask something of you, your response will be “Yes Ms. Smith.”?

Liz’s face reddened as the reality of her situation began to sink in. She trembled with rage and shame. She needed to get through this moment and get away so she could think about options.

“Yes, Ms. Smith.” She bowed her head as she spoke fully submitting.

“Of course you understand, that was your first and last fuck with young Michael. This should clearly set your mind right. You have crossed so many lines Lizzy. Don’t worry though I will teach you boundaries. You will need to break things off with him as soon as possible. But, I’ll let you wait until tomorrow so he can enjoy his Birthday.”

Her rage grew. His hard cock felt so good inside her, she had been patient and she needed it so badly.

“Yes, Ms. Smith,” she conceded.

“Good girl Lizzy, now go on home and try not to break out your toys thinking of young Michael. I assume a horny little slut has toys. You do have toys, don’t you, Lizzy?”

“Yes, Ms. Smith.” She trembled.

“How many?”

“Five, Ms. Smith.” As she answered she could not fully understand why she admitted that. She could have said no. Shock and disbelief about what was happening consumed her.

“I knew it Lizzy. But five? You really are a horny little slut, Michael is wise beyond his years,” Taisha giggled. “Ok, run along home now, Lizzy. You’ve got a lot to think about.”

She grabbed her things and scurried toward the door.

Taisha cleared her throat. “Manners, Lizzy.”

“Have a good evening, Ms. Smith,” she bowed like a servant before her queen.

“You too, Lizzy, you too,” smiled Taisha pleasantly.

Taisha grinned like a kid in a candy shop. She felt warm and wet and powerful, like she could take on the world. Her mind swirled with thoughts of how she could take advantage of this. Lizzy could be just the release she needed for her situation with Principal Turner…

Saturday morning Taisha awoke to the sound of Maggie Turner preparing for her morning swim. This morning’s bathing suit was a red Speedo that seemed to reflect in her light brown hair, making it appear more amber. Her body was firm and lean, her ass curved and firm. She could not wait to explore every last inch of her.

She grew wetter as Maggie scooped her hair into a pony tail, pushing her chest forward, highlighting her medium sized well shaped breasts. Her heart raced when she noticed Maggie again scanning the RV for a sign of Taisha.

“Enough ghosting,” thought Taisha. “I need to see her and talk to her.”

When Maggie dove in, she walked out and sat in the chaise lounge. She fantasized about peeling her out of that bathing suit, and kissing every inch of her. Each flip turn brought her a sneak peek at her firm ass and a hint of her labia through the thin fabric. For a brief moment she thought about opening her robe and pleasuring herself as she watched.

Reflexively, she looked around to see if anyone was looking and noticed Sam looking down from the bedroom window. He waved and she did her best effort to give a flirtatious smile, despite her extreme disappointment at yet another moment spoiled by Sam.

He quickly disappeared from the window and came out to the pool in shorts and a T-shirt. “Morning Taisha, You look lovely this morning.”

Fighting the urge to retch a little, she smiled. “Thank you Mr. Turner. You look…” She gave him the look up and down. “Comfortable.”

He smiled. I was gonna make burgers for lunch today. Would you like to join me? I’m having poker night later with the boys since Maggie’s tied up today, but would love some company for lunch.”

Something snapped in her mind and Taisha blurted out, “So, are you saying you want to be tied up too?”

His cock stirred at the thought and his tie string shorts got a little tighter. “Absolutely.” he said confidently smiling.

“Well, sure I could tie you up for lunch.” She smiled teasingly, followed by a subtle lick of her lips.

“You two at it again?” asked Maggie startling them both.

She was standing up winded and removing her goggles and swim cap. Taisha noticed a wry smile and smiled back knowingly as Sam did the mumbling shuffle again. “I’m just kidding, glad to see you both up bright and early. I probably won’t see you until late tonight.”

I wanted to thank you both for your support on the initiative and offering to volunteer. After today, I’m gonna need all the help I can get to push this over the finish line.

“We’re with you all the way Hon.” said Sam, a little over zealously.

She quickly patted down with a towel and headed inside holding the towel in her right hand. Taisha couldn’t help but watch walk in her in the bathing suit.

Maggie caught her in the reflection of the sliding door and grinned a little. Damn she didn’t know if she could wait until Sunday.

“Are you gonna make me French Toast this morning Honey?” Asked Maggie sweetly.

“Sure, would you like to join us Taisha?” He asked eagerly.

“No thanks, I’m meeting a… friend for breakfast this morning. But I’ll see you at lunch. What time?” She batted her eyes as Maggie stepped in and closed the door.

“How’s about noon?” He asked backing toward the door.

She nodded and he smiled, spun around, barley avoiding the face plant into the slider and proceeded to make French toast.

Taisha, had almost resided herself to a little self gratification in the shower when she remembered, dear sweet Lizzy. It’s a thin line between boot licker and cunt licker and she was sure Lizzy would cross it weather she liked it or not.

She shot a quick text to Lizzy.

Taisha: Text me your address Lizzy.

She hit send drawing a little extra gratification knowing the Lizzy tag would set her off even more.

“Liz: Why?

Taisha: I’m coming over so you can make me French toast and help me with a problem.

Liz: My Fiancé is here

Taisha: Are you saying he is top priority? I will hit send in two minutes.

Liz’s address came through.

Taisha: Be there in on hour. I like Texas toast and powdered sugar.

Liz’s heart raced. Her Fiancé had just gotten here and was clearly looking for love this morning. She was already feeling a tinge of guilt over her encounter with Michael but now this.

“I’m so sorry sweetie, but I just got a text from a friend that’s in a dark place. She just broke up with her boyfriend and needs a shoulder to cry on and some French toast. You’re welcome to stay. I’ll bet a caring man’s shoulder would give her some extra comfort…”

“That’s ok Liz. I need to change the oil in the car anyway. You have some girl time. Dinner later?”

“Sure sweetie. Are you sure you don’t want to stay? I’m gonna miss you…”

He grabbed her, leaned down and gave her a big kiss and hug. Then he squeezed her buns. “I just love that little round ass! I’ll see you latter ladies.” He gave each cheeks a slap.

He thought to himself, he would rather eat shit than deal with a hysterical chick and a crying fest. He would work on a hundred cars if needed to get out of this.

As he left, Liz fumed and jumped in the car to go get Texas toast. She could not believe how stupid she was to put herself in this situation, with that suck up little bitch. She barely slept and could not come up with a way out. She even gave thought to murder, but knew she could never really consider it. Even if, she could she told her she sent the video to a friend. If anything happened that would put her away for life. Enough fantasizing, she just needed to suck it up and get through this until an opportunity presented itself to turn the tide.

She got back to her house about 10 minutes before Taisha said she would be there, so she started preparing the French toast. Taisha arrived just as Liz was setting the plates on the table. She set them down and ran to the front door to let her in.

“Good morning Ms. Smith, come in, your breakfast is ready.” She opened the door and gave a bow as Taisha stepped in.

“That’s so sweet Lizzy, thanks for inviting me,” smiled Taisha cheerily.

Liz wanted to rewind, slam the door in her face and feast on French toast alone, but that fantasy would have to wait. For now she needed to appease, the bitch until she could find a way out. She pretended as if she had actually invited her.

“I think this is long over due. I’ve so wanted to get to know you better. It’s wonderful to see a former student come back and want make a difference in her own community. Thank you for that. Have a seat, your breakfast is ready,” she pointed to the chair at the kitchen table. “Coffee, or Juice?” She smiled a plastered on smile.

Taisha was wearing the outfit that got Sam so excited the night of their dinner. The powder blue form fitting yoga pants with a grey and black floral pattern and a skin-tight white low cut sports tank top.

Liz could not help but be a bit intimidated by her muscular build. Her legs and arms seemed twice as big as Liz’s. And she had her by at least three inches in height. Liz was always uneasy about her breast size and Taisha certainly had her badly out matched in that department.

Her dark skin popped against the white top. Her breasts bulged from the top as it pressed them together and up. The cropped top exposed abs were firm with a hint of muscle peeking through her ebony skin.

“I don’t suppose you have any Earl Grey Tea?” asked Taisha with a touch of snobbery.

“Unfortunately, I don’t drink tea so I don’t have any right now. I will get some for next time though.”

Taisha looked disappointed. “Ok, Juice then, thanks.”

“Yes, Ms. Smith,” she replied compliantly

Liz was wearing tight pink gym shorts with matching T-shirt. It had a teddy bear on the front. Taisha stared at her a moment, admiring her tight little body as she poured the orange juice for her. She had her short hair pulled tight into a little pony tail in back. It highlighted the nice skin on her face and neck.

“Is your fiancé not here?” Taisha asked feigning disappointment.

Liz, cringed at the thought of Tony ever meeting Taisha and took the subtle threat cautiously. “No he had to do some work on his car. Maybe some other time?” The screaming voice inside Liz said, “Absolutely Never!”

She quickly changed the subject “Do I detect Rhianna Reb’l?”

“Yes, you do thank you. Do you like it?” Taisha smiled.

“Yes Ms. Smith.”

“Good Lizzy, that’s excellent.”

“Syrup Ms. Smith?” She asked holding up the bottle and wanting to slap her every time she called her Lizzy.

“Yes please Lizzy, I like my French Toast sweet.” She wiggle in her seat with excitement.

Liz poured on lots of syrup. “Good?”

“Yes thanks Lizzy, can you sprinkle some more powdered sugar over the syrup too? I just love it.”

“Yes Ms. Smith,” she smiled dryly and leaned down to sprinkle it on.

Taisha leaned in and sniffed her. “You smell good too Lizzy. I like…”

“Thank you Ms. Smith.”

Liz fumed inside as Taisha grinned. Taisha was barely able to contain her joy for turning the tables on the snarky little snob, if not, racist little bitch that treated her so poorly.

As Liz returned to her seat, Taisha took a bite, closed her eyes and chewed slowly. “Mmmm, mmmm, so good Lizzy. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome Ms. Smith.” Liz smiled proud of the compliment.

“Come sit next to me while we eat Lizzy.” Taisha nodded to the chair beside her.

Lizzy, looked at her warily, picked up her plate and coffee mug and moved around closer to her. As she sat down she wondered how much more she could take. She needed to know what Taisha really wanted from her that was so urgent she had to send Tony away.

“This is nice Lizzy, Eat up honey.”

Her sappy voice made Liz want to shove the toast in her face. She was ready to blurt out in anger, when she took a slow deep breath instead. The French toast was a good idea. She hadn’t made it in months. It really hit the spot and she had a second piece.

When she finished she asked politely, “Would you like more Ms. Smith?”

“No thank you, that hit the spot though, delicious. Now, I was wondering, would you be willing to help me with another problem?” She asked innocently.

“Yes Ms. Smith.” She answered as she was taught.

“I’m glad you’re on board Lizzy. Your boot licking skills will come in very handy.” Taisha turned her chair and faced Liz. “Stand up would you please?”

“Yes Ms. Smith.” She answered and stood in front of her.

“Come closer Lizzy.” She held out both hands palms up, still sitting.

Liz put her hands in Taisha’s who gripped them and spread their arms out wide pulling Liz between her spread knees until her thighs touched the front of the chair. Then she released her hand and made a circling motion with her hand.

“Turn around Lizzy, let me get a good look at you.” She smiled sweetly looking up at her.

“Taisha, I’m not sure what’s going on here, but…”

“But what Lizzy, did you forget last night?”

“No of course not…” She looked a Taisha for some sign of sympathy but saw none.

“So lets not rehash old business, turn around and show me that pretty little ass Lizzy.”

She turned and looked back over her shoulder nervously. Taisha grabbed a handful of cheek in each hand. Her hands nearly covered her entire ass as she squeezed.

“You work out Lizzy, very nice.” She gripped her waist band and pulled her shorts quickly down revealing a white thong.

Liz reached back to pull them up but Taisha had them to her ankles so quickly she did not have a chance. Taisha wiggled them and ordered her to step out of them. Liz complied and Taisha leaned back in her chair. She stretched her legs out straight and caressed Liz’s bare cheeks, very softly.

“You see Lizzy, I have a lot going on in my personal life right now and it has left me… runnin’ a little hot, if you know what I mean.”

Liz stood motionless, not sure what to do. She wanted to beg her to let her go, but she just froze. She could feel the heat of Taisha’s outstretched thigh touching hers and the gentleness of her caress was such a surprise. Taisha’s finger traced the waist band of her panties and on down the edge of her thong to the crack of her ass. Then she pulled them away.

“You like me touching you don’t you Lizzy?”

There was only one answer, “Yes Ms. Smith.”

“Good girl, you see Lizzy, my situation is very sensitive and I was trying to think…” She hesitated. “Turn around please…” Taisha smiled up at her. “…thinking what I could do as a release…” Her eyes and smile brightened. “…take off your teddy bear Lizzy, let me see those titties…” Liz’s mind was processing what she just heard as Taisha continued. “I was thinking about a release when I remembered what a great boot licker you are. I think, with a little training you could be a great cunt licker, don’t you Lizzy?”

Taisha spoke so calmly and pleasantly Liz, was having a hard time reconciling the sweet smile and friendly voice with the words she was hearing. She thought to herself, “what did she say? Did she say she wanted to see my titties? Titties? who says titties?”

Liz pulled her shirt up over her head and felt as if she was watching from outside herself with someone else in control of her body . She looked down at Taisha’s face and watched her eye light up and smile widen as her hands began to caress Liz’s belly. She felt a tickling wave of energy spread through her uncontrollably.

“Lizzy Honey, you have a hot little body, girl. I am so glad it’s mine now. I think you’re gonna be just the release I need. Have you ever eaten cunt before?”

When it dawned on her what Taisha just asked, she seemed to snap out of it. “Ooh, no I’m not… Huh!” Taisha’s hand began to rub between Liz’s legs causing her to gasp.

“You’re not what, Lizzy? Not wet? Feels like it to me. Even through your panties.” Taisha’s eyes were locked on hers as Liz was unable to move or talk. Her pussy was a rush of tingling warmth unlike anything she had ever felt.

She stared down at Taisha mesmerized by the alluring look on her face. “I think you’re gonna beg to lick my pussy Lizzy. Those nipples look hard as nails and I think you will do anything to please me.”

Liz felt like electricity was flowing though her body from Taisha, paralyzing her with a tickling pleasure that entered her thighs from Taisha’s and exiting through her clit into Taisha’s fingers. She only knew she needed more, “Yes, Ms. Smith.” She sighed and closed her eyes.

“Will you be my release Lizzy?” She asked so sweetly.

“Yes Ms. Smith,” said Liz breathing heavily.

“You want to be my cunt licker Lizzy?”

“Taisha’s fingers rubbed steadily rendering her defenseless. “Yes Ms. Smith,” she replied feeling a climax building. She wanted to lean in and kiss her dark glistening lips while she made her cum in her panties.

“Will you help me out of these pant’s Lizzy?”

“Yes, Ms. Smith, Oh yes,” she groaned on the verge of cumming from Taisha’s gentle touch. No one had ever touched her like that before.

“Do you want to cum Lizzy.?”

“Oh please, yes! Ms. Smith.” She begged.

Suddenly Taisha removed her hand and spread her legs wider breaking the contact at her thighs. Desperation filled her eyes as looked down at Taisha. “In due time Lizzy, but first you need to prove yourself a worthy cunt licker. On your knees please.

Liz felt a tinge of anger as once again she was on the verge of orgasm and was stopped short. But, the burning between her leg blocked everything else out. She needed Taisha’s fingers back and nothing else mattered. Before she even realized it she had dropped to her knees for the woman she disliked so much and just a day ago was determined to run out of the school.

Taisha was preparing to stand but as soon as Lizzy’s knees, hit the floor, both hands were on Taisha’s hips with her fingers work under her waste band to peel off the yoga pants.

Taisha giggled. “Lizzy Honey, I had two prissy little white bitches like you in college that would beg to suck my pussy, but you are the hungriest one yet. They took weeks to turn. You took…” She looked at her watch. “Twelve minutes. Take my shoes off first Lizzy. Let’s enjoy this a little OK?”

Liz looked at her and did as commanded. As she moved to her shoes it she thought to herself, “Suck her pussy? What does that even mean? Am I really going to beg?”

As the tingling in her pussy intensified, her question was answered, but had not yet sunk into her conscious mind. She was removing the second shoe when she looked up and Taisha smiled down at her.

“You like kneeling Lizzy I can tell. Do you kneel for Tony?” Taunted Taisha.

In a weak attempt to salvage some dignity, she blurted, “Hell no! I don’t…”

“But you do kneel for me, thank you Lizzy. I’m glad you were truthful when you said I’m your number one priority. As my cunt licker you will perform your duties whenever I need it.”

Liz’s mind was still somewhere back on French toast. She could not fully grasp what she was doing or why. It suddenly occurred to her that Taisha’s feet were amazingly soft. She never would have guessed as strong and powerful as Taisha’s body was compared to her own, that her feet would be so much softer than Liz’s. She cradled her left foot and rubbed it gently then switched to the right.

“Show me those boot licking skills Lizzy,” Smiled Taisha loving the feeling of power.

As Liz began a slow firm lick up the top of Taisha’s right foot, Taisha gripped Liz’s right nipple with the toes of her left and squeezed just enough to get it fully stiff.

“Tammy had perky little titties like you with big hard nipples. She was one of my prissy little bitches and she loved this.”

Taisha brought both feet up and began kneading and squeezing Liz’s breasts and nipples with remarkable dexterity. Liz thought if Tony ever tried something like this, she’d slap is feet away and throw his ass out of bed, but somehow Taisha made her like it. And she wasn’t in the bed, she was kneeling almost completely naked on the her kitchen floor.

“I think your nipples are even bigger than Tammy’s. I’m gonna let you rub those on my clit some day, but right now, I need that tongue Lizzy.”

Liz’s mind suddenly envisioned rubbing her nipples against Taisha’s pussy causing another tingling wave of excitement. She could muster no resistance. She only knew that she wanted to taste Taisha. She needed to show her that she was worthy of being her cunt licker, so Taisha would finish what she started. She wanted Taisha to touch her again and would do whatever it took make it happen.

Taisha placed her feet back on the floor, “Ok Lizzy, you can take these pants off for me now.”

As commanded she gripped the waist band on each hip and slid them down. Taisha raised her ass off chair so she could get them down. She pulled a pair of white lace panties down with them. The bright white was a remarkable contrast against Taisha’s shimmering dark skin.

Liz noticed her skin seemed to glisten in the light. Then her senses were aroused further by Taisha’s scent flooding her nostrils. It was a strong musky sweet scent that caused a rush of chills down her spine. When the waist band reached Taisha’s ankles, she pulled her feet through and spread her knees, revealing her well trimmed black bush.

Liz had never seen another woman’s spread pussy before. She marveled at how perfectly sculpted Taisha’s bush seemed to be. Her labia were black with just a touch of pink hue. She moved her hands up Taisha’s legs and pushed her knees further apart. Taisha’s labia, clung to each other from the surface tension of her wetness, finally giving way as Liz leaned in.

She stopped, shocked by the nearly neon pink color of her inner lips. Taisha’s clitoral hood was clearly visible, as it’s dark color contrasted against her wet pink slit. The scent made her pussy throb and mouth water. Liz could not suppress the urge she had to taste her.

She leaned in extending her tongue, when Taisha gripped her pony tail. “I like your eagerness Lizzy, but I want to enjoy this.” She moved Liz’s face closer, but held her back so she was looking up at her “Breath me in Lizzy.”

Liz began to tremble as she breathed in through her nose. When she exhaled through her mouth, Taisha sighed. “Oh, your breath is warm Lizzy.” She inhaled again. “Tell me what you want Lizzy.”

Taisha’s dark brown eyes cut through her as she replied. “I want to lick your pussy Ms. Smith, please.”

You beg so sweetly Lizzy, how can I say no?” Replied Taisha, still holding her back. “If you do this Lizzy, there is no turning back. I will need you to service me whenever I need it. Are you ready Lizzy?”

Liz nodded and tugged against her grip. “I have to warn you Lizzy, I am descended from the Yoruba Goddess Oshun, Goddess of love and sweet water. If you take a taste you will need more and more.” Liz continued to nod and tug. “I give you one last chance Lizzy, I will release you right now and delete all copies of the video and never mention it again. Or, you can prove yourself worthy of being my cunt licker, it’s your choice Lizzy.”

Liz felt Taisha’s grip release. She stared at the black labia with the glistening pink slit. An inner voice told her to stand up and walk away, but as she took a slow deep breath, Taisha’s scent quelled that last voice of reason.

She felt her tongue slowly slide into the bright pink opening, so soft and warm, she had to go deeper.

“Oh Lizzy, that’s it girl…” Taisha sighed and gently petted Liz’s head.

Her taste buds came to life as she probed Taisha’s warm wetness. First a touch of sweetness followed by a hint of metallic, tartness. Waves of tingling goose bumps cascaded down her neck and shoulders. With her tongue fully extended inside her she could not recall feeling anything so delicate and soft. Her warm juices flooded her mouth and cheeks.

When Taisha let out a moan of pleasure Liz’s pussy began to ache. She thought she might cum just from knowing she was pleasing Taisha. Knowing if she proved herself, she could do this every day, she wiggled her tongue in faster and deeper.

“Oh Lizzy, I like that Honey. I think you just might be worthy,” Taisha panted. She was surprised how quickly Lizzy, succumbed and more surprised how good she felt. The pent up sexual energy Principal Turner built up was stronger than she imagined and Taisha could no longer contain it.

Encouraged by Taisha’s praise, Liz began moving her head up and down, then side to side. Her cheeks and nose were coated with Taisha’s warm juices. Her own pussy was soaked more than she could ever recall.

“Oh, that’s it Lizzy. Th, that’s so good. Aaahhhh!” Taisha moaned and gripped Liz’s pony tail.

She held her on the spot and Liz began to suck her clit and lap with her tongue. Taisha stiffened and pressed herself against Liz’s face. “Right there Honey. That’s the spot. Oh yes, so good. Y, you’re my, cu, cu, cunt licker!” She squealed as rush of hot cum flooded Liz’s face.

Liz’s body vibrated with uncontrollable lust and a sense of pride for making Taisha cum. Her reward was hot nectar coating her face and she happily lapped up every drop she could. After a moment Taisha pulled her off by the pony tail again. She looked at Lizzy.

“You did very good Lizzy, did you like that Honey?” She asked panting.

Liz nodded and ran her tongue around her lips trying to get every taste of Taisha she could.

“Are you my cunt licker Lizzy?” She asked with an arrogant grin.

“Yes Ms. Smith. Thank you.”

“You have such good manners Lizzy, but I want you to say it out loud…”

Liz barked it out, “I’m your cunt licker Ms. Smith, I love the taste of you and I’ll service you whenever you need it, I promise.”

“Do you think you deserve me Lizzy?”

A feeling of panic came upon her when she feared Taisha might not keep her around. “No I don’t. I’m sorry please let me service you again.” She tried to move in for another round but Taisha held her off.

“It’s ok Lizzy, I believe you. You’ve made some tremendous errors in judgement in the way you’ve treated people in the past, but I sense you really are sorry. I think you are willing to do whatever it takes to humble yourself and try to become a worthwhile person. And girl. don’t even get me started about little Mikey. That was crazy wrong Honey.”

“I’m Sorry Ms. Smith, I treated you badly and you didn’t deserve it. Please forgive me. I’ll do whatever it takes. ” She said desperately. She dropped and began kissing her feet.

Taisha let her continue and then pulled her feet back and under the chair. “I like you on hands and knees Lizzy. Crawl over here beside me and bring me that tight little ass.” She tapped the side of her chair with her left hand and then held it out beside her like a dog owner with a treat.

Liz crawled toward her hand and Taisha patted her head and guided her to crawl beside her until her ass was in range. Taisha began caressing her exposed ass cheeks loving her position of power over her nemesis.

The feel of those fingers gently caressing her ass washed out the shame as she stood on all fours like a dog, facing the opposite direction of Taisha. Her eyes closed as the gentle tickle made her pussy hotter and wetter.

Taisha could sense Liz’s breathing getting deeper. “Do you like this Lizzy.”

“Yes Ms. Smith,” answered Liz in a high pitch voice she did not recognize as her own.

“You’re ass is so smooth Honey. Is your little pussy wet for me Lizzy.”

“Yes Ms. Smith, please!” she began gyrating her hips.

“Do you want my fingers inside you Lizzy?”

“Oh please yes, Ms. Smith!” Said Liz desperately.

Liz could barely breath when she felt Taisha’s hand slip under the side of the thong and down her ass to her wet engorged pussy.

“Oh my, Lizzy, that little pussy is so wet Honey. I think you need this.” her middle finger slid between labia and curled into her pussy.

“I do Ms. Smith. You make me so wet, hah, hah, hah.” Panted Liz as she pushed back against Taisha’s finger.

This was so much better than Taisha had ever imagined. “Tell me how that feels Lizzy.”

“I love having your finger inside me Ms. Smith, Oh god it feels good.” She lowered her face to the floor forcing her ass higher and spreading her pussy wider.

“Damn that’s sexy Lizzy, I think you were born to be my cunt licker.” Taisha inserted a second finger and began to slide them Rhythmically in and out.

“Yes Ms. Smith. Oh Fuck! Yes!” Barked Liz.

“There’s that dirty talking little slut that fucked little Mikey. Do you like my fingers better than Mikey’s pink steel cock Lizzy?”

Liz was rocking her ass forward and back fucking Taisha’s fingers.

“Yes Ms. Smith please fuck me. Oh God, please. I need it.”

“More than your fiancé’s dick Lizzy?” asked Taisha feeling her own pussy heat up again.

“Oh fuck! so much more! Please finger fuck me Ms. Smith.” Liz had her left forearm on floor with her forehead resting on it. Balancing herself with her right hand on the floor. Taisha’s fingers were moving faster and she could hear her pussy sloshing as she was being fucked hard.

“Rub your clit for me Lizzy, I want to feel you cum harder than you’ve ever cum,” commanded Taisha, loving the feeling of control and growing lust.

Liz happily complied and slid her right hand into her thong and began rubbing herself. Her fingers bumped against Taisha’s as she rubbed. She had never been so excited before. The two of them working together intensified her pending climax beyond anything she could recall.

“That’s it Honey cum like the cunt licking little slut you were meant to be.”

“Yes Ms. Smith! Yes! Yeeesssss, yeeesssss!” She groaned rubbing her clit as fast as her fingers would go.

“Damn Lizzy, you got me runnin’ hot again Honey. I’m gonna need another release. Do you want more, cunt licker?”

Y, yes Ms. Sm, Smith, Oh fuuuuccckkk!” she squealed as her orgasm overtook her.

“Has Tony, ever made you cum this hard Lizzy?”

Liz managed to blurt out “No!” before the intensity of her climax rendered her speechless.

Her body went stiff with the exception of her right hand which continue its assault on her clit. She felt like she was being electrocuted, unable to let go of the live wire that sent a pleasure current through every part of her body.

“That’s it Lizzy cum for me Honey. Damn.” Taisha was in awe of the intensity and duration of Liz’s orgasm.

Liz’s mouth was locked open as the combination of Taisha’s fingers probing and her own hand rubbing her pleasure button brought on the most intense orgasm she had ever felt. Her abdomen began to ripple in slow convulsive waves as her orgasm pulsed through her. She could not recall such a long lasting climax before. Finally, unable to stand it any longer, she collapsed to the floor gasping for air.

She tried to speak, “Wha, wha, what did you do to me? You really, oh, are some kind of temptress…Oshun did you say?” Her body shuddered with a wave of chills.

“Yes, Goddess of Love and sensuality. You are addicted already, I can tell. Are you ready for another taste Lizzy?” She lay there panting trying to collect herself but unable to resist the thought of tasting Taisha again.

Taisha stood up beside her, feet far apart and hands on her hips. Liz turned and rose up on her knees. She looked at Taisha’s beautifully trimmed black bush with her dark labia peeking out. Her glistening skin was like black silk and Liz reached out her hands to touch her hips. Then she slid slowly down her firm powerful thighs.

It was if she were touching an African Goddess, her strength and her warmth seemed to flow into Liz. “May I please taste your pussy, my Goddess?” she asked looking up a Taisha.

Taisha smiled. “I like that Lizzy, you may call me that whenever you are pleasuring me.”

“Thank you my Goddess,” said Liz as her hands slid up the back of Taisha’s thighs and over her smooth round ass cheeks. “I love touching your ass my Goddess.”

She began to kiss Taisha’s left inner thigh while her hands gripped her firm cheeks. Liz felt a rush of excitement as Taisha’s eyes closed and head roll gently back, enjoying her soft kisses. She kissed up her right thigh and brushed her dark bush with her nose as she move to the left.

Liz squeezed her ass cheeks marveling at the firmness. “Can I please kiss you ass Goddess Oshun?” Asked Liz longingly.

“Oh Lizzy, you make it so easy Honey. A boot licker and an ass kisser. You know what they say, acceptance is the first step.” Taisha turned toward the table, slid the chair aside and pressed her thighs to the table.

Liz stared at her dark brown round firm ass. Her cheeks were almost perfectly symmetrical, with a dark little mole on the lower side of her right cheek. Her dark ass crack pointed to a triangular little gap between her thighs where her dark labia gave way to a tuft of her black trimmed muff at the top of the gap.

She gripped a cheek with each hand and gently squeezing and caressing them. Taisha’s ass was at least twice the size of Liz’s and its perfect shape captivated her.

“What do you think Ass Kisser?” Taunted Taisha.

Liz leaned in and kissed her right cheek, starting low, she worked side to side and up. “Your ass is so beautiful my Goddess,” she spoke between kisses.

Taisha swayed subtly side to side while Liz planted a series of gentle kisses on her right ass cheek. She moved to the left cheek kissing and nibbling while her hand slid between Taisha’s legs.

She heard Taisha moan as her middle finger slid between her labia sandwiching them between her pointer and ring fingers. “You are so warm my Goddess.” She whispered as Taisha leaned forward and balanced herself with her hands on the table.

Liz backed up giving her room to bend over and expose her pussy further. “You’ve got me runnin’ hot again Lizzy… Huh, uh!” she gasped as Liz penetrated her.

Soft kisses tickled her ass as two fingers pushed into her steaming pussy. “Lizzy, Honey, that feels so good,” moaned Taisha as she began to rock her hips. “Such a good ass kisser…”

The feel of her fingers sliding inside Taisha was the most intimate connection she could imagine. Taisha’s muscles gripped her fingers as she moaned from pleasure sending another rush through Liz’s body. Her senses were heightened and when she breathed in Taisha’s scent she felt an irresistible urge taste her again. She slid her elbow between Taisha’s thighs and pressed her legs further apart.

Taisha panted and leaned forward bringing her pussy closer to Liz’s waiting mouth. Liz starred in awe as her fingers slid in and out of Taisha’s black glistening labia and her thumb touched Taisha’s stretched sphincter. Her pussy throbbed as she watched Taisha’s pussy lips push inward suctioned to her fingers as she entered her and then stretch outward as her fingers pulled out.

She loved the way Taisha’s hips rolled with her thrusts causing her buns to bounce. Liz could have watched her move for hours, but she needed to feel her tongue inside her again to taste her tangy sweet nectar.

Pleasing her African Goddess was all that mattered and she pressed her stiffened tongue into that bright pink opening. As she entered her, Liz’s cheeks pressed between her silky warm buns. Her body tingled from the feeling and she instantly felt like she never wanted this to end.

Taisha let out a pleasant groan as Liz’s tongue extended inside her. Liz happily continued knowing she was exciting Taisha. Her nose pressed against Taisha’s sphincter as she breathed her in. Her tongue thrust and wiggled flooding her taste buds with her heavenly juices.

“Oh, there’s my cunt licker. Get that tongue in there Lizzy.” Her hand gripped Liz’s pony tail as she shoved her face against her soaked pussy.

Liz moved her right thumb rubbing Taisha’s clit with her stretched fingers touching her belly. When her thumb made contact, Taisha cried out with pleasure. “Fuck Lizzy! Aaaaahhhhhhh!”

Taisha had a death grip on Liz’s pony tail and jerked her head up and down grinding her face into her pussy. Liz’s face was coated in pussy juices, and her heart raced with excitement from Taisha’s growing frenzy. She held her tongue stiff letting Taisha guide her to the spot while she worked her thumb on her stiff little clit.

“Here it comes cunt licker, Ooohhh Fuuuuck!” Groaned Taisha as Liz’s mouth felt the rush of Taisha’s cum. Liz had never felt so satisfied as she did that moment in time with her face planted in Taisha’s silky soft wet pussy drinking in the nectar of the Gods. She never wanted it to end.

When her orgasm passed, Taisha relaxed her grip and Liz licked up and down the length of her slit, savoring her bitter sweet cum, until Taisha pulled her off and turned toward her. She stroked Liz’s hair as she looked down at her. “Thank you Lizzy, I needed that. Wow Honey, I just might need you to have me for dinner later. What do you think?” Taisha smiled.

Before she could think about the reply, she recalled the promise of dinner with Tony. “I’m making dinner for Tony tonight,” she said meekly.

Taisha’s smile faded. “OK Lizzy. Help me get dressed.” She said flatly, pointing at her yoga pants and panties.

Liz, saw her face go cold and panic set in. The taste of Taisha’s cum was still strong in her mouth and her pussy was wet and throbbing. A sudden fear that Taisha was angry washed over her. “No I mean, I can reschedule with Tony. I’ll make you anything you want. Tell me what time you want to come over.”

Part of her tried to conserve some semblance of dignity when she realized she was on her knees begging Taisha Smith to let her continue as her “Cunt licker”. The only way she could think of was pretending that her true motivation was fear of the video getting out. “Please don’t send the recording. I’ll do whatever you want Taisha, Please.” She looked up at Taisha with a look of desperation.

She held Taisha’s panties in her hand and Taisha offered a foot. “Dress me Lizzy.

Then we’ll consider your debt paid and apology accepted. I never told anyone else about the video. Dress me and we’ll delete it. You and I will be done and no one else will know you are a closet cunt licker.”

Liz dutifully slid the panties up Taisha’s legs and slowly covered her dark bush. Next she pulled the waist band into place and worked her hands around to Taisha’s ass. She froze there, head down, the taste of Taisha still in her mouth. Her mind raced, torn between having her life back as it was, or continuing as a toy for Taisha to play with.

Her mind told her to free herself of Taisha’s control. But the heated stirring in her loins pulled her toward submission. Her hands slid down gripping her cheeks.

“What are you doing Lizzy? Dress me,” she said sternly.

Liz pulled Taisha close resting her forehead against Taisha’s abdomen. “Please,” she whispered.

“Please what Lizzy?”

She could not find the words and clung to her, feeling her warmth, breathing her in.

“Dress me Lizzy!”

“Please don’t make me…” She said as she reached for the yoga pants.

“Make you what Lizzy? Stop speaking in riddles, use your words Cunt Licker.”

She slid one leg of the yoga pants over Taisha’s foot. “I wanna be your cunt licker My Goddess, please.”

“You fickle little bitch. What is rule number one?”

“You’re my top priority.” She replied putting on the second leg. She began to work the pants up her thighs as she continued. “I’m sorry Ms. Smith, I’ll tell Tony I can’t do it tonight. I’ll do whatever you want to pleasure you instead.”

“I don’t know Lizzy, I don’t think you deserve to be my cunt licker.” Taisha looked deep in thought. “Although that sharp little tongue did feel… wonderful.” She sighed. “I’ll tell you what Lizzy, put my shoes on for me and I’ll think about it.”

Liz remained on her knees and put Taisha’s shoes on. “I’m sorry my Goddess, I wasn’t thinking. You will be my top priority from now on, I promise. Please forgive me.” She looked up pleading with her eyes.

Taisha looked down gently caressing her face. “I think I believe you Lizzy, but I’m going to need you to prove it Honey.”

“Anything tell me what I can do.”

“Is your little pussy wet for me Lizzy?”

“Yes my Goddess, I can still taste you.”

“Stand up and take off your panties.”

Liz happily did as ordered and quickly stepped out of her panties. Then she stood in front of Taisha almost touching her.

Taisha took the panties, held them to her nose and sniffed deeply. “You’re right Lizzy, you are very wet. From now on, you will wear white thong panties everyday. I like the way they highlight your tight little ass. When I leave you will go buy as many pairs as necessary. Understood?”

“Yes.”

“You will answer “Yes my goddess, whenever we are alone, understood?”

“Yes my Goddess.” She replied looking into Taisha’s brown eyes.

Taisha reached out and began to slide her fingers up and down the length of Liz’s slit. Liz trembled and sighed, “Ooooohhhhhh.”

“This is my pussy now, isn’t it Lizzy?” Taisha leaned as if to kiss her.

Liz’s eyes closed to receive the kiss. “Yes my Goddess,” she gasped.

Taisha brought her other hand around and gripped her ass. This sweet little ass is mine also.”

“Yes my Goddess,” she sighed as Taisha continued to rub her pussy.

“Once you buy the panties you will end things with Mikey completely.”

“Yes my Goddess.”

“You will have dinner with Tony as planned, but it wil be under some conditions.”

“Yes my Goddess.”

“Where will he sit Lizzy?” Liz pointed at the end of the table. “Good, plant that pretty little ass right where his plate will be.”

Liz snorted at the sudden emptiness when Taisha stopped touching her pussy. Then she did as commanded. She sat with her legs together on the end of the table and her feet dangling.

“Good girl Lizzy.” Taisha pushed her knees apart and stepped between Liz’s legs. Again she leaned in as if to kiss her and stopped centimeters from her lips. Taisha moved down and tongued Liz’s left nipple, causing Liz to gasp loudly. “Do you like that Lizzy?”

“Oh, yes my Goddess,” she squeaked.

Taisha moved to the right, “These are my titties now aren’t they Lizzy?”

“Yes my Goddess.”

“Good, now spread your legs, put your heels on the table and show my that little slut whole Lizzy.”

She did as commanded, panting in anticipation. Taisha looked her in the eye and slid two fingers inside her. Liz’s lips quivered as her fingers moved deeper. Taisha smiled.

“Lizzy, your little pussy is soaking wet Honey. Be honest, does Tony make you this wet?” She panted and shook her head slowly. Taisha’s fingers moved slowly in and out. “Has he ever made you cum twice in one day Lizzy?” She shook her head. “Do you wanna cum again for me Lizzy?”

“Yes my Goddess. Please.”

Taisha picked up the pace and began a circular motion with her thumb on Liz’s clit causing an audible gasp.

“Do you like this Lizzy?” She asked seductively.

“Yes My Goddess!”

With her lips tauntingly close, Liz leaned in to kiss her and Taisha backed away just as they touched. Liz whimpered in disappointment.

“Oh, Honey, you’ve got it bad, but you need to prove yourself worthy.”

“I’ll do whatever it takes.” She rolled her pelvis against Taisha’s fingers.

“That’s good Lizzy. First, you’re gonna cum right here on the table.” Liz moaned her compliance. “You’re not gonna wash it so Tony can smell you tonight at dinner. Then I want you to record a video tonight with your naked ass right her on the table letting him fuck you in this same spot.” Liz nodded. “I want you to think about me when he fucks you and I want you to cum for me. OK Lizzy?”

Her orgasm building, Lizzy yelled “Yes my Goddess.”

“I’ll know you are thinking of me when you shout “I’m cumming for you.” Just like you’re going to do now.”

Liz leaned back on her elbows gyrating her hips surrendering herself to Taisha’s fingers. Her mind pictured the scene Taisha had painted, using Tony as a tool of pleasure for Taisha. She never wanted him so much. The image of her legs in the air and Frank fucking her on the table with Taisha watching pushed her over the edge.

“You’ll have proved yourself worthy Lizzy and show me the video. After he makes you cum for me, you’ll need to send him home. Then, I’ll come back for your tongue Lizzy. Tomorrow’s a big day for me and I’ll need another release.”

“Oh yes my Goddess. I’m c, umming for you!” Liz yelled.

She could feel her juices coating her buns as she gyrated on the table. She was completely in awe as Taisha’s of probing fingers and massaging thumb was all that mattered.

“Oh God, I’m cum,ming for you!” she gasped with each syllable as she came. “Please, don’t, stop!” her body convulse in a slow shuttering wave from her waist to her shoulder like a spastic belly dancer.

“There’s my slutty little cunt licker, cum for me Honey,” said Taisha softy.

Liz opened her eyes as her mouth hung open overwhelmed by the climax Taisha was giving her with just three fingers. “c, um, ming for you…” She raised her ass off the table twitching as her orgasm peaked.

As it passed she lowered back to the table and Taisha released her thumb from Liz’s clit but kept slowly fingering her.

“I hope you have your priorities correct now Lizzy, I really don’t want to have to repeat myself.”

“Yes my Goddess,” she panted.

“Good Lizzy.” She pulled her fingers out, looked intensely in Liz’s eyes and licked them clean. Liz looked at her in amazement. “Finger lickin’ good Lizzy. I might call you KFC.”

She held out her other hand and Liz took it. “Mmm, mmm Good,” she sucked her fingers clean slowly and deliberately. After tasting you, I have another idea. I want you to make Tony eat that sweet little pussy for me before you fuck him. I bet you’ll cum twice with him when you’re thinking about me.”

She pulled Liz toward her and slid her tongue into Liz’s mouth. She kissed her slow and deep. Liz’s feet slid off the table and she let them dangle. The soft warm lips against hers were nothing less than heavenly. When Taisha broke the kiss, Liz sat motionless, eyes closed with the taste of her own cum lingering in her mouth.

“You have your to do list Lizzy. I hope you’ll prove worthy today. I really think I’m gonna need my cunt licker tonight. Gotta go, I have a lunch appointment in two hours.”

Liz opened her eyes to see Taisha’s amazing ass in the floral yoga pants as she stepped out the door…

To Be Continued…

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