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High school niece and her best friend stay with her uncle for the weekend on a college visit.

“Wait, both of them? I guess that shouldn’t be an issue if it’s just a couple of days. They’ll have to share the room of course. It’s just got the one queen bed.”

Cal was on the phone to his sister who was asking him to take in his niece and her friend for a weekend. They were going to check out the university where he lived, and he could let them stay in his guest bedroom. Both his niece Stephanie, a senior, and her childhood friend Vicky, a junior, were being recruited as athletes, so the University would be taking care of most of the details: getting them from the airport, giving them tours, even most of the meals. All he’d have to do was let them crash at his place, and he probably wouldn’t even see them that much. As favors go, it would be a pretty easy way to score some points.

He had always been a favorite uncle with his nieces and nephews. Even though he didn’t get to see them but once a year during the holidays and the occasional family vacation or visit, he always got along well with them. Stephanie was the second oldest of his older sister, and she’d grown up with Vicky from the time they were three. He’d met her several times over the years, as the two girls were virtually inseparable, but he had to think a minute to recall the last time he’d seen her; probably three or four years back at least.

So two weeks after the phone call they arrived on his doorstep late Friday evening. He lived alone in a three-bedroom house in a quite little neighborhood a few minutes from the campus area, so the university shuttle driver was willing to go a bit out of his way to drop them off, especially for the ten dollar tip he’d suggested they offer him for his trouble. Instead of knocking they just let themselves in.

Cal got up from the sofa when he heard the door opening and went to greet them. He’d seen Steph a few months back, but the last time he’d seen Vicky she was an awkward eighth grader. She’d since she’d grown into an attractive young woman like his niece had, but having missed the gradual process, he was somewhat shocked at the change. Now she was fully 5’6”, probably weighing a fit 140lbs or so, and had subtle tomboy curves and petite little b-sized breasts. Both girls had their hair back in ponytails, Steph’s straight and blonde, Vicky’s in tight brown curls. They both beamed when he approached.

“Uncle Cal!” they chorused gleefully, both giving him a hug simultaneously. Steph kissed his cheek, and to his surprise Vicky did as well.

“Hey, whoa. I had no idea I was so popular. Welcome to my humble abode, girlies. How was the flight?” He put their bags by the hallway leading to the bedrooms and led them back through the kitchen to the room where he’d been watching TV.

“Oh, you know, just a flight. Not bad,” Steph said. “It’s fun traveling without mom and dad, you know. Much more liberating this way.”

“Kinda the point, I suspect,” he said. “You want anything to drink or eat? I don’t have too much, but there’s some stuff in the cupboard if you want to poke around.” He sat back down on the sofa as they wandered into the kitchen. He heard them looking through the fridge and cupboards, then the distinct sound of wine glasses and a cork being popped.

“Your folks ok with you hitting the sauce at such a tender age?” he said, mostly jokingly.

Vicky poked her head around through the doorway. “How is it that grown-ups always know the minute teenagers are up to something? It’s like you have sixth sense about it,” she said, giving him a little wink.

“Hm, well, maybe it’s because you’re always up to something. The odds are slightly in our favor on that one.” The girls trotted back in to the living room with two glasses of wine and a bag of chips. “No thanks, I’m good,” he continued, “but thanks for offering.”

Steph giggled at his little joke. “Oops, sorry. Want me to get you some?”

“No, no, I’m fine. Glad to see you’re feeling at home already.” They chatted for a bit about school and whatnot; where they were thinking of applying and which had the better programs. Since Vicky was only a junior she had two more years to think about it—a lifetime to someone her age—but Stephanie had to decide pretty soon. She confessed that she wasn’t really interested in the place they were looking at tomorrow, but it was fun for them to get away as a pair and come see him for a bit, however little they might actually see him in the next two days.

It was ten thirty when the girls eventually got up to go to bed. “We should probably hit it,” Steph said. “I’m kinda burnt from the trip, and they’ve got a ton of stuff for me to do tomorrow.”

“Yeah, lucky. I gotta kill, what, three hours in the afternoon while you “tour the facilities?” Vicky said, turning to Cal. “Is there anything to do here in town, or should I just come back here early when I’m done?”

“There’s a bus line that puts you on the end of this block if you want, but there’s a bunch of stuff around campus for bumming around. I’m sure you’ll find something to do.” He didn’t really like the idea of having to entertain a sixteen-year-old girl for three hours on a Saturday afternoon that should otherwise be spent in front of the TV. Hoping to dismiss the option he moved on. “So, I’ve got the bed made up in the middle room there, and laid out some towels for you. I’m assuming you’re ok with sharing the bed, right?”

“Oh my god, no way,” Vicky said sarcastically, “I’m not sharing a bed with her. She totally snores!”

“Shut up, loser, I do not! We’re fine, Cal, don’t sweat it,” Stephanie said, staring her friend down like she was fixing to fight. Then they both burst out laughing at something that was obviously much more funny than anything that had been said. He chalked it up to the absurdity of the teenage sense of humor and just rolled his eyes.

“Right, wierdos, if you think of anything you need, either just go look for it or knock on my door. Ah, but not in the middle of the night, if you please. How are you getting there tomorrow anyway?” he asked, hoping this also was not his responsibility.

“They’re coming to get us at 9:45 I think, but we can wake ourselves up,” Steph said.

“I’ll be up by then, so I’ll see you in the morning. Night-night.” The two girls went back to the hall to grab their bags, then headed off to their room while Cal resumed his late evening viewing.

Once in their room Vicky threw down her bag and grabbed Stephanie, giving her a big kiss fully on the lips. “Oh my god, I’m so hot for you right now I can’t stand it!”

“Hey, hey, hey! No, no, no!!” Steph whispered, pushing her back. “We talked about this, duh! Nothing goes on here. He can’t find out about us, please.”

“I know, I know. But look, we get to spend the whole night in the same bed together. I’m so fucking horny I can’t stand it!” She grabbed her friend’s shirt and started pulling it over her head.

Allowing her shirt to come off but still protesting, Steph pushed the door shut gently, then whispered again. “Sweetie, please, no! I have to keep this a secret. Maybe we can play in bed quietly, but just, relax, until then, ok??”

“Ok, ok, but at least give me a kiss,” Vicky said, leaning forward playfully with puckered lips. Steph gave in and kissed her, upon which she was immediately enveloped by Vicky’s arms, and they quietly held themselves together for a lingering smooch. It had the effect of calming them both down, and they were able to go about the business of unpacking and getting ready for bed.

Vicky got into her pjs, consisting of a pair of red cotton boy shorts and matching tank top, and scooted off to the bathroom first while Steph unpacked and changed. When she was done, Steph came in as she was leaving, and she took the opportunity to while her friend was occupied to walk down the hall back into the living room to talk to Cal.

She’d always had a puppy love crush on her friend’s uncle since as long as she could remember. He was pretty fit for his age, and not at all unattractive, and the fact that they were all now spending the weekend together away from anyone else had planted the seeds of misbehavior in her head. She knew she’d be getting some girl-play in a few minutes, but now she wanted to set up her big prize for later in the weekend.

She came walking around the corner in her pjs like it was the most commonplace thing in the world. Cal had been watching some random sports program, so she sat herself right beside him on the couch. “Hey, Cal, thanks for putting us up for the weekend. It’s saving my folks a tone of dough, and they really appreciate it.”

Instinctively Cal got a bit uncomfortable with this scantily clad girl placing herself so close to him, and he naturally leaned away a bit. “Hey, you know, it’s no big deal. I’m happy to help you guys out. I mean, you’re practically family, right?” He managed to get that far without stumbling, but he was thinking ‘Holy Christ, this girl has really blossomed. And look at those fucking jammies, wtf. Think unsexy thoughts, think unsexy thoughts.’

“My mom said I should try to help out with things while I’m here to say thank you, so, you know, let me know if there’s stuff I can do for you,” she said with just a hint of innuendo.

By now he was getting downright suspicious, but to play it off he said, “Hey, great. When you get back tomorrow you can clean the place up, then maybe wash my car. That’d be nice, thanks!”

“Yeah, right. And I’ll put on a little maid outfit, too. Get real.” She put on her best indifference, but was ruthless when she wanted to seduce someone. “But, really,” she said, putting her hand on his knee, “let me know if I can help, since you’re being so nice about letting me stay and all. And thank you, again.” Then she gave him a quick peck on the cheek, bounced up off the couch, and strutted her cute little butt out of the room, leaving him reeling.

He spent the next hour trying to convince himself it wasn’t what he thought, and had nearly dispelled the notion by the time he went to bed. But as he walked down the hallway past their room, he slowed and could swear her heard muffled moans.

Inside, Vicky was between Stephanie’s thighs trying to get her off, but mostly just enjoying the taste of her wonderful snatch. Stephanie, however, was far too nervous about getting found out to come anywhere near orgasm, and was just letting her girl work if out of her system. When she heard Cal’s footsteps, then heard them stop, she held Vicky’s head fast in her hands until she heard him move on, a gesture which Vicky only thought was an act of intensity, and increased her efforts in vain to get her lover off.

Unfortunately for Stephanie, she knew Vicky wouldn’t rest until she’d had at lest one good orgasm, and she actually was turned on enough to want to take her there. But she also knew Vicky wasn’t the most quiet of mistresses, and try as she might when she finally got her off with her tongue, the hand over her mouth was not enough to stifle the scream that just once erupted from her throat. Down the hall as he was just dozing off, Cal heard the unmistakable sound of passion, but was easily tired enough to still fall asleep.
———

The next morning he was up and about before the girls, and was getting his second cup of coffee when Stephanie stumbled sleepily in to the kitchen.

“Hey, sleepyhead,” Cal said as she walked past him. “There’s some java there if you like, cups are in the cupboard right over it. You guys sleep ok?” He tried to watch her out of the corner of his eye to gauge her response, but she managed to keep her back to him, fumbling with the coffee.

“Oh, fine, great, thanks,” she said, somewhat hurriedly. He leaned against the doorway, watching her as she maneuvered over to the fridge, keeping her back to him. “It’s a nice bed, and we both fell right to sleep, you know.” Once she’d got the cream and sugar, still doing her best to avoid eye contact, she said, “well, probably my turn in the bathroom,” and darted back down the hall.

Cal went back to the living room and read the paper while the girls got ready. After about ten minutes Vicky came padding in, her curly hair hanging damp and limp just past her shoulders. She was wrapped only in a towel that just barely extended below her butt, and was holding a bottle of lotion in her hand. He looked up, trying to hide his surprise, then waited for her to ask what he thought would be a quick question. Instead she came right up to him again and sat down on the edge of the sofa, placing the bottle down on the coffee table and pressing some into her palm.

“Morning!” she said cheerfully and casually. “That bed is great, we slept so good once we finally fell asleep. Oooh, I hope there’s more coffee!” She lifted one leg up onto the table and began rubbing the lotion into her calves.

“Uh, yeah, want me to get you a cup?” From his reclined position he couldn’t see, but he was hoping to God she had some underwear on.

“Oh, that would be awesome. Just a little cream, please. You don’t make it too strong do you?” She looked him straight in the eye as she continued to get more lotion, then rubbed it further up her leg under the towel.

As he got up, her eyes, locked on his, kept him from investigating beneath the towel, so he quickly looked off. “Steph said you guys fell right asleep,” he said, probing for more information as he went into the kitchen.

“Hm? Oh yeah, I guess. We talked for a while in bed, though, you know how girls are. We get together like that and we just can’t help ourselves.” When he came back into the room she was ready for him, and dropped her leg after catching him looking, but kept it up long enough to make sure he’d seen the crotch of her sheer white panties. She put her best innocent smile on her face and again locked his eyes, reaching out for the coffee. “Oh, yum, gimme that, I need it bad.” She grabbed the cup with both hands and took a big sip.

“Mmmm, perfect, thanks.” She put it back down and proceeded to moisturize her other leg, making sure the towel opened up just enough to both show some extra thigh as well as give him a glimpse of her abdomen. She watched her legs as she did so, giving him the opportunity to look as long as he wanted while he sat back down, this time a little further away on the sofa. When he didn’t pick the newspaper back up, she knew she had his attention.

“So, what do you think we should do today?” she asked, keeping him off guard.

“Excuse me?”

“Oh. I guess I mean what should I do today. You know, in the afternoon while she’s still with the university people. Should I hang out by campus, or come back and wash your car?” She looked up and smiled at him, certain he’d been checking her out.

“Ha, right. Um, yeah, there’s a bunch of little shops down there you can browse about, and a coffee shop every fifteen feet to hang out in. There’s huge bookstore, too. I bet you can fill the time.” He returned awkwardly to his paper, not reading a word of it.

She finished her legs and sat up tall, placing her hands on her knees matter-of-factly. “Ok, great. I’ll find something to do, since, as you say, we’re always up to something, right?” She got up, leaving her coffee and the lotion on the table, and made her way out of the room. As she got to the doorway she removed her towel and brought it up to her hair, assuring that he’d get an excellent view of her bum through her transparent panties, and perhaps a glimpse of breast as she rounded the corner out of sight.

Once again he found himself wrestling with his thoughts. Is this girl trying to seduce him, or is he just being a pervert and misinterpreting her innocent teenage actions. Either way, it was trouble for him. The sight of her perfect young butt instantly gave rise to his shorts, and he had to sit with the paper for a moment to let it subside. But the more he thought about it, the harder it got, and he was praying Stephanie wouldn’t come back in the room for a few more minutes.

Back in the bedroom, Stephanie heard Vicky come in as she was putting on her make up. “Oh my god, I think he heard us last night,” she said getting a glimpse of her topless friend in the mirror. “What the fuck, tell me he didn’t see you like that?”

“Relax, of course not. He’s fine. I don’t think he has any idea,” she lied. “Besides, he seems cool. What difference does it make to him if he knows?”

“Come on, Vick. What if he told my mom? I totally don’t want to deal with her on this. You so do not know what she’d be like if she knew we were fooling around. I’m so close to getting out of the house, I just don’t want anymore hassle with her. So please tell me you’re going to be cool about it this weekend.”

“Ok, damn, just calm down, you’re so wound up about it. That alone is going to clue him in, you know? I’ll be good, but you gotta start acting like yourself again, girl.”

Steph gave her a long look, then turned to finish her make up while Vicky dried her hair and got dressed in a jean skirt and clingy tee. Stephanie dressed a bit more conservatively in jeans and buttoned shirt. They packed their shoulder bags and went down the hall to wait for their ride. Vicky wanted to give her friend a reassuring hug, but figured that would just make her more tense, so she let it go.

Steph made a pretense of cleaning up the kitchen a little to further avoid Cal, but Vicky went back in and sat down across from him in an armchair. He kept reading the paper, so she didn’t start a conversation, but rather sat there with her knees slightly apart, staring out the window to the back yard. Whether he looked or not was his decision, she’d already done her damage for the morning. At nine-fifty the doorbell rang, and the girls said goodbye and left with little fanfare, leaving a much-relieved Cal to go about his day off undisturbed.
———

He spent his time doing the short list of chores he needed to get done, then ran a few errands before returning around three to settle in for a few good hours on the couch watching baseball. As he was pulling up the drive he noticed the skies getting darker and wondered if the girls’ plans were going to be affected by what looked like imminent rain. Which is to say, he wondered whether Vicky was going to come home and continue to torture him. That girl was driving him crazy, and he really didn’t want to deal with her on his own.

He finally settled in front of the TV with some chips and a beer, stretched out and watched the game for a few innings before dozing off. He was awakened an indeterminate amount of time later to the sound of what had to be Vicky coming through the front door.

“Cal? I’m home!” She appeared a moment later in the kitchen doorway. “Oops, did I wake someone from their nap?” she cooed in baby talk. He just blinked at her in response, heavy with sleep and unsure what to say. “Man, have you seen it out there? It’s totally going to rain. I’m lucky I got home before it hits, that bus takes forever.” She spun around and disappeared down the hall for about five minutes, then came back into the kitchen, by which time Cal was more alert and able to converse.

“Does this mean Steph’s coming home soon too?” he asked, trying not to sound annoyed. ‘Or am I blessed with your vixen self all afternoon,’ he wanted to add sarcastically.

“Dunno,” she said, coming in with a glass of wine and sitting down in the chair at the foot end of his couch. “Oh wait, I’m supposed to be your helper,” she said looking at his empty beer. “Lemme get you another one.” She scooped up the bottle and darted off to the kitchen, returning with a new one, for which he thanked her. “Whatcha watchin’?” she chirped, sitting back down.

Seriously, did he need to respond to that? It was quite obviously baseball. “Hockey,” he said in a deadpan voice, “perhaps you’ve heard of it?” Upon giving her a closer look, it appeared she’d removed the bra from beneath her tight fitting t-shirt, either that or she’d been dressed completely inappropriately for her visit with the school. Her delicate nipples were clearly visible atop the soft rise of her small breasts.

“Ha, ha,” she droned. “I just didn’t look closely, sports fan. Can I have some chips?”

“Help yourself,” he said, making no effort to pass them. The bag was on the opposite end of the coffee table from her, so to reach them she moved forward on the chair, allowing herself to slide down until she was sitting on the floor. In the process her denim skirt bunched up around her hips, revealing everything beneath. From his vantage point he could clearly see her entire thigh, but the table hid the rest.

“Oopsy,” she said slowly, making a half-hearted effort to cover herself back up. “You can just pretend you didn’t see that.”

He was beyond the point of caring about propriety, and just said, “You already showed that to me this morning, remember?”

“What? When?” she said in a shocked voice. “You mean as I was leaving the room this morning? Cal, you dirty old man, were you checking me out?” The seriousness of her tone made him doubt himself again, and he blushed, not knowing what to say.

“Oh my god, you’re blushing! You were checking me out. Shame on you, mister.” She now made an extra display of lowering her hem again, but with little success. She let the awkward silence hang there as she munched the chips and drank her wine. After several minutes of watching the game in silence, she said, “What’s that one guy there between the other two?”

That was unexpected. “What, the short stop?”

“Maybe?”

“The second baseman?” he said, incredulously. “Do you mean to tell me that you’re here as a prospective athlete and you don’t even know a thing about baseball?!”

She drew herself up and put her hands on her waist. “First, I’m a soccer player, duh. And second, I’m only here to spend the weekend with my girlfriend. I could really care less about this place. The school I mean, not your house. I like your house just fine, actually.” Then she did something else unexpected.

She got to her hands and knees and crawled across the floor to the TV, leaving her skirt somewhat bunched and giving him a clear view of her backside through her see-through panties. When she got to the screen, she pointed to the player in question. “This guy,” she said, looking back over her shoulder. She met his eyes which quickly shifted to meet hers, knowing full well what he was seeing, but making no effort to hide it. “Who’s this guy?” as innocent as could be.

“He’s, he’s the runner on second,” he managed to say, his throat catching.

She turned back to the TV, letting him get another good look at her ass and smooth pussy through the fabric, then slowly sat back down on her heels. “Then why’s he so far from the base?”

“He’s leading off?”

“Hm, ok. I’m gonna get some more wine. You want anything? I’m your little helper, remember?” She said this with a bit more sultriness to her voice. “No? Nothing?” looking him in the eyes again. She stood up and collected her glass, then went off to the kitchen to fill it.

Outside the skies darkened and it began to rain, slowly at first but then steadily as thunder rolled in the distance. As he lay on the couch he was thankful at least to be wearing jeans, because the bulge in his pants would otherwise have been quite apparent. However, there was little he could do to conceal it now, save to place a pillow over it, so he took a deep cleansing breath and waited to see what happened next.

She came back in, this time coming all the way around the coffee table, and sat down sideways on the floor in front of where his legs were, facing him as he lay. “Okay, Cal. I’ve tried to be nice about it. But if you’re not going to give me anything to do around here, I’m just going to have to start doing things for you on my own.” She reached for his jeans and began undoing them. “Now let your little helper see what you’ve been hiding from her all day.

He reached for her hands to stop her, but she swatted him away. “Ah, ah, ah! You had your chance. Besides, you shouldn’t worry. I’m not going to tell, and no one’s going to find out.” With that she pulled his pants and shorts down a bit over his hips until his nearly erect cock sprang up. “He-hey, sports fan! That is one big, beautiful dick.” She held it in both hands, squeezing it gently before leaning forward to take him in her mouth. With one hand reaching in for his balls and the other grasping his shaft, she pulled him deeper into her warm inviting mouth, letting her tongue roll about, collecting the flowing precum he’d been working up.

“Oh my god, you taste so fucking delicious. And it feels so perfect in my mouth, don’t you think?” She drew him back in as he lay there moaning. Nearly overwhelmed by her incredible talent, her began to rethink what was happening. “Wait, wait,“ he said, not exactly stopping her. “Stephanie could be here any minute.”

“She can’t say anything because I’ve already got something on her,” she said holding him. “She and I have been sleeping together for years now. I tried to make you aware of that last night, didn’t you hear?” He stiffened in her hand at the confirmation of his suspicions, a reaction not lost of Vicky. “Oh, ho, so you did know, and liked it too, I see.” She gently spat some her saliva onto his head and began stroking him while she continued. “Did you like hearing me cum last night, while your pretty little niece sucked me off?” He stiffened further. “Oh yeah, baby, I bet you did.” She popped him back in her mouth and pumped him hard into her for a few good strokes. “She’s a good little cunt licker, and I’ve got a really cute pussy for it, too. You saw it, though, what do you think? Did you like staring a my cute pantied pussy back there?”

Back into her mouth he went, and his moans became more intense. She worked him expertly for several minutes, bringing him up and back down, but not letting him cum or really even get close to it. She jerked him hard and fast to desensitize him, then loosened her grip and let her wet fingers glide softly along his shaft, all the while holding the head of his wonderful cock in the grip of her soft tongue and lips.

After about ten minutes of this her neck and jaw began to get stiff so she changed her tack. “Would you like to see my little pussy again, Cal?” She stood up and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall away to reveal her panties, now wet with her own anticipation. She placed her knee over his body towards the back of the couch, and straddled his chest. “Here you go, take a nice look at it.” She reached for his hand and placed it to her crotch. “Oh, yeah, rub my pretty kitty through my panties, please. Ohhh, yessss, just like that. Hm, you’re so good at that…” Now it was her turn to simply moan as the pleasure moved up through her body. She lowered herself down to him and pressed herself onto his face. “Mmm, lick me through the fabric. It’s already so nicely wet. Taste my juice through my sopping panties.” She enjoyed the warmth of his tongue and his breath as the fabric kept the sensation at bay. Finally she wanted more and reached down, pulling them aside so he could get to the smooth skin beneath.

Cal knew a thing or two about how to please a girl, and now finally had the upper hand. He held her to him as he grasped thighs just beneath her ass. His tongue moved easily in and out of her truly wet, completely smooth pussy, but he gave most of his attention to her firm, protruding clit. As he sucked on her nearly pea-size button, he suspected its large size was the root cause of the unbridled lust she’d been displaying for the past twenty-four hours. Whether or not it was true, she was very appreciative of his skills and was eager to express it both verbally and physically.

“Oh, shit, Cal, you’re so fucking good at that. Mmm, and to think I waited a whole day before jumping you. What the fuck was I thinking. Oh, GOD, right there, yes, yes!”

In what seemed like only moments he had worked her to the brink of orgasm, and flirted with leaving her on the edge only momentarily before letting her cum on his face as she became vocally incoherent. He continued to hold her slight ass in his hands as she fucked him hard throughout its duration. Finally she relaxed enough to speak, and looked down again at his face between her thighs and smiled.

“You are a dirty old man, aren’t you? How about I help that nice big cock of yours get into my sweet, tight sixteen-year-old pussy? Hm, can I help you do that, mister?” She stood up and whipped her panties off, then pulled his jeans and shorts completely off before climbing back onto him. She held herself up on her knees while she tugged at his slightly softened member.

“Aw,” she cooed, “let your little helper make you big and strong again. Yes, there, that’s it!” She felt him firm up instantly as she spoke to him. As soon as she got him where she wanted him, she dropped her head and looked down as she guided herself down onto him. His head pierced her lips just slightly as she let out a deep moan, followed by a long slow exhale as she dropped down, fully enveloping his cock. “Oh, fuck!” they both shouted at the same time. “Jesus, Vicky, you are so fucking velvety tight. Oh, god, don’t move, you’ll fucking make me blow it right here!!”

“She smiled hugely at him and mercifully sat still, but kept grinding her hips in small circles as he tried to regain his composure. After a bit she’d begun moving her hips forward and back against him, far enough to start moving his cock in and out slightly as she shifted her weight. He was going to need a few more minutes of cooperation if he’d be able to give her a decent fucking, but the point became moot as Vicky suddenly looked up and saw Stephanie standing in the kitchen, wet from the rain.

“Oh. My. God!! You’re fucking my uncle! What the hell are you two doing??”

“Hi, Steph. I’m his little helper!!” completely ignoring the condition she was in, or her shock for that matter. “Come here, you have got to see this cock!”

Cal’s face went white, and his dick immediately shrank at least three sizes, much to Vicky’s chagrin. “Hey, no fair, you made him shrivel up, dammit!” She jumped up off him, letting his slick dick fall back flat against his stomach. Despite her shock at the scene, Stephanie involuntarily was drawn to his large handsome cock, even if it was merely semi-erect.

“Come here, really, and look at it,” she continued to urge her friend, before getting up a racing across the room. Steph still stood there frozen as Vicky grabbed her hand and drew her to the sofa, at which point Cal sat up to protest. Then things really took another sharp turn.

Vicky spun around fast on him placing her hand on his chest. “Not so fast, Cal. You’re going to do what I say or everyone finds out about what we were just doing. And you,” she said turning back to a still uncomfortable Steph, “you’re also going to behave or they all find out about us, too.” The were both mute at the prospect of discovery, and literally shocked at the boldness of this young girl. “Everybody cool?” she asked, giving them both a good look, “Good, cause I’m still way horny, and this is going to be a lot of fun, trust me.”

She got back onto the sofa, kneeling between Cal’s legs while she stroked his soft cock back to life. “Look at it Steph, touch it. She reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her down to her knees and placing it on his dick, holding it there with her own. “That’s it, isn’t it wonderful? Keep stroking like that and don’t let go.”

For both Cal and Steph, the fear of the trap they’d gotten themselves into started to take a back seat as their arousal for each other emerged. While she stroked his hardening dick, and really began to enjoy it, Vicky began to remove first her wet jeans then her shirt, leaving her in her panties and bra, before pressing things to the next level.

“Suck it, Steph. It feels magnificent in your mouth.” When she hesitated Vicky grabbed her by her straight blonde hair and forced her head down to his erection. “I said ‘suck it,’ you little slut.” She grabbed his dick with her free hand and held it while she forced it into her mouth. “There you go, good girl. See? Isn’t that nice?” Steph relaxed her throat and jaw and just let her friend pump her face onto his substantial cock, taking it in as far as it would go before gagging a little on it. For Cal, the sight of his pretty niece getting a forced face fuck from him was an enormous turn on, and his dick was back to its full glory as she alternately choked on it and gasped for air. Whenever she caught her breath, strings of her saliva and his precum ran from her chin to his dick, and dripped onto his balls. He caught her eye at one point and saw her smile a little as she tried to wipe her face. Vicky sensed their acquiescence and loosened her grip.

“There, now, is everyone willing to cooperate? You keep sucking that dick for me young lady, and I’ll give you a nice reward.” She hopped off the sofa and got down behind her, pulling her panties off and down to her knees. She then buried her face in her lover’s ass, licking the length of her already wet pussy lips. “Hmmm, so you like it after all, don’t you. How about you, Cal. Are you enjoying the company of your two little high school helpers?”

He couldn’t bring himself to say anything, so he just moaned heavily at the pleasure he was receiving. By now he was fully aroused, and Stephanie was giving him a fantastic blowjob, using both hands and paying full attention to every part of his manhood, from sucking on his balls to licking along his length before plunging him deep down into her throat. For her part she was also beginning to become seriously aroused at the combination of giving some great head while having her filthy-minded girlfriend suck her clit and lick her ass. Eventually it became too much and she released Cal from her mouth and just stroked him while she started to cum, pressing back onto Vicky’s face. Seeing his niece cum so pretty with her face shut so tight in the throes of passion made him cum as well into her delicate little hand, and as she noticed him cumming with her she tried to suck what was left of his ejaculation, catching a small spurt of it on her cheek.

Vicky sat up from behind her friend, her face shiny with her sex, and smiled at the two of them. “Well now, there are no secrets among us any longer. Anyone feel the lesser for it?” Steph and Cal looked at each other sheepishly before letting their smiles broaden across their faces. Cal was the first to speak, wiping his cum of her face with his thumb.

“Nope, and since we’ve broken these first taboos, why not break some more of them.”

“Huh, yeah, it’s funny you should say that,” Stephanie said. “I decided there’s really nothing at the university I’m interested in, and I was worried that you’d be upset when I came home and told you we’d be spending the rest of the weekend together.”

Laughing, Vicky got up to pee and get them all some wine. “Goodie, now we can both play helper.” While she was out Steph confessed that she really did have a crush on him, and he confessed that he’d be more than happy to both see it further and keep everything he knew about her a secret. By the time Vicky got back she found Steph back on top of him in the same position she’d originally caught them in. She was holding his big limp cock up against her pussy with both hands, rubbing herself against him to get him hard enough to slip inside him. Vicky jumped up on the sofa behind her and spooned up against her body the best she could, removing her bra and her own shirt before reaching around to cup her breasts as she pressed her own up against her back. Looking over her shoulder down at Cal, who was now firm enough and had actually slipped into his niece’s warm, wet slit, she said, “You can fuck each other for a bit, but we’re going to take turns on him before he blows his load again. There’s no way I’m going to waste any more time in this house without getting as much of that big succulent cock as possible.

And they did just that. Steph rode him for a while before climbing off and scooching forward so sit down onto his face while Vicky came forward to ride him as well. She fingered herself while she fucked him hard, desperately wanting to cum on his firm rod, and did so with an orgasm proportionate to his size. When she finished, she came around the front of Stephanie to face her while she rode his cock and her friend his face. This was finally all Cal could take, and as Stephanie came hard on him, he released himself into her while staring at the cute little pussy and ass of his happy and eager little helper.

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Kyle’s mother gets to work seducing her twin daughter’s

Kyle’s mom bit her lip and groaned as she watched her twin daughters, Becca and Vicky, having sex on the bed just across the hall from her. Becca was sat on the bed with her back resting against the headboard. Vicky was crouched over her with her back to the camera. She glanced over her shoulder and stared into the camera lens, her eyes full of lust as she bit her lip just like her mother.

She gave her bare ass a harsh slap as her mom watched it jiggle slightly, her mouth practically watering over what whores she had raised. Becca was licking and suckling Vicky’s pussy whilst simultaneously tracing her finger around in a circle over her own clit. Little did they know, but their mom was also doing the same. She was lying naked on her bed, the same bed she had taken her son’s virginity in just one week ago. Since then, she had learnt of Becca and Vicky’s sex cam show and had spent the better part of $500 watching them in the private lobby.

She didn’t believe Kyle at first. To her, he was just a horny teenager who had a wild fantasy. Well, wild for somebody who had just fucked their mom at least. They had only had sex once more since the first time; she had just been too focused on Becca and Vicky to pay attention to him, especially since he shot his load within 20 seconds this time round. But when she saw the stream and saw that Kyle wasn’t lying, it became her mission to seduce them like she had done with her son. This proved to be a fruitless affair, as no matter how much cleavage she showed, how many times she “accidently” walked in on them in the shower or how many times she had tried to interrupt their cam shows, they wouldn’t budge. She knew she had to go all in and demand that they submit to her…and she was determined that this would be the night…

Becca and Vicky were now sat up as the private show came to an end. Becca was wiping her sister’s grool off of her mouth with a towel as Vicky gave her hair a quick brush so to be presentable to the public audience.

“Thanks so much for playing with us today Mommy!” Vicky cooed.

Mommy, was of course, just a username. They had no idea how true their words were when they used it.

Their mother’s heart hammered in her chest as she began to type a reply: “I want you to do one more thing for me”

“What’s that, Mommy?” Becca asked, quickly glancing at Vicky and obviously aware that the private show was coming to an end.

“Come to Mommy’s room” she typed back.

The girls giggled.

“We’d love to Mommy, but we need to get going now! If you want to go private with us again, you know what to do!” Vicky replied sweetly with a big smile.

Their mother gritted her teeth. “I raised you better than that you silly little girl…” she said quietly to herself as her daughters waved goodbye and the screen flicked to darkness.

Taking a deep breath, she got off the bed and draped a dressing gown over her naked body before opening the door and walking at a brisk pace towards Becca’s room.

She rapped her knuckles hard against the door and shouted; “Girls! I need to see you for a moment please!”

“Err…just give us ten minutes mom we’re just doing some college work!” Becca shot back.

Their mom grunted. How dare they talk to her like that!?

She stormed back across the hall and into her bedroom and began pacing around, now more determined than ever to teach them a lesson.

She opened her wardrobe and pulled open a drawer at the bottom which consisted of bullet vibrators, handcuffs, whips, nipple clamps, orgasm gel and other various toys.

“Those two little madams will show me some respect even if it kills me…” she muttered to herself as she heard Becca’s bedroom door open. However, instead of coming to see her as requested, they instead ran down the stairs and into the kitchen.

Furious and incredibly horny after edging herself all the way through the private show, she walked back down the hall and was about to call out when she noticed Becca’s door was open.

She strode inside and glanced around before bending down and peering under the bed where she remembered the girls had reached down when retrieving their sex toys.

“What do we have here..?” she mused, pulling out a long and girthy pink dildo from behind a box.

She examined it and found it still to be slippery with pussy juice; from Becca or Vicky she couldn’t remember.

She held it under her nose and sniffed it, breathing in the scent before gently tracing her tongue around the tip as she tasted one of her daughters.

Suddenly, she heard Becca and Vicky giggling and charging back up the stairs. She tossed the dildo back behind the bed and faced the door way, arms crossed as the girls entered the room, their smiles soon fading when they saw their mom standing there.

“Oh…mom…we were just about to-“ Becca began as her mother held up a hand to silence her.

“I asked you to come and see me” she said sternly, her eyes flicking between the two twins.

“We were just busy” Vicky piped up awkwardly as her mother took a few steps towards her.

“With college work?” their mom asked, eyebrow raised.

“Yeah…we have some big assignments coming up soon and-“ Vicky began only to be interrupted by their mother’s mocking laughter.

“Oh please, do you think I was born yesterday?”

Becca and Vicky looked at one another, a confused expression mirrored on their faces.

Suddenly, their mom grabbed a hold of Becca’s ear and began to drag her over to the master bedroom.

“Hey! Mom! Quit it! That hurts!” Becca snapped, walking awkwardly to keep up with her mom.

“What are you doing!? Mom!?” Vicky cried desperately as she followed them into their mother’s bedroom.

She finally released Becca who stumbled against the wardrobe as her sister rushed over to console her. Their mom closed the door and turned the laptop to face them.

“And what do you call this?” she asked as the two girls stared gobsmacked at their sex cam profile.

“Oh shit! We…erm…I can…err….I…” the twins stammered as their mom stared down at them.

“I am very disappointed in the both of you! I thought I had raised you better than this!?” she barked at her daughters as they awkwardly shuffled their feet.

She sat down on the bed and clicked her fingers at Becca. “Here. Now!” she commanded as Becca flinched but did as she was told. The two girls were both wearing an oversized t-shirt and panties, and Becca awkwardly twisted her shirt in her hands as she made her way over to her mom. But before she had a chance to speak, her mother grabbed her arm and pulled her over her knee in one fluid moment before lifting her t-shirt up and delivering a series of harsh spanks to her ass.

“You” SMACK “Will” SMACK “Respect” SMACK “Your” SMACK “Mother!” she barked as Becca yelped out and kicked her legs pathetically.

She then grabbed Becca’s panties and yanked them up; dragging the thin material into her ass with so much vigour it’s a surprise they didn’t tear.

“I’m sorry Mommy I’m sorry!” she wailed as Vicky watched on horrified as her mother spanked her sister so hard her dressing gown came loose and exposed one of her breasts.

“Mom! Stop it!” Vicky finally begged, taking a step forward but freezing in place as her mother glanced up at her.

“Or else you’ll do what!?” their mother snapped. Her heart was racing; ever since her experience with Kyle she had developed a lust for power and control. She had enjoyed the submission which came from Kyle handing over his virginity to her just a little bit too much.

She released Becca who stumbled back over to her sister as she awkwardly dug the material out from between her ass cheeks. Becca and Vicky both looked at their mother with shock and horror etched onto their faces.

“Now, you’re going to listen and do exactly what Mommy tells you to, okay?” Their mother said slowly and sternly. The two girls nodded, eyes wide as they held onto each other.

“If word gets out about you two, I’ll be the laughing stock of this entire town. They’ll all be saying how bad of a mother I must be to have raised two filthy little sluts who are so desperate for pussy that they have to resort to incest!”

This last word seems to have hit the two girls like a bullet as they physically recoiled at the mere mention of it.

“Please Mommy don’t say that!” Vicky pleaded, “It was just to earn a little bit of money-“ Vicky continued before being interrupted by her mother’s harsh laugh.

“Money!? So you really are whore’s, aren’t you?” she scoffed. Becca was still whimpering. Her eyes were filled with tears as she clung onto her sister for support. Her mother saw this and managed to smile at her.

“What am I saying…you two girls are my daughter’s. Maybe I am being a little bit too harsh on you. I’m sorry. Come here Becca, let Mommy dry those tears for you.” She said as she held out a hand towards Becca.

Becca sniffled and looked from her sister to her mother. Perhaps fearing another outburst, she gingerly walked back over to her mother and sat down on the bed beside her. Her mother brushed the hair out of Becca’s eyes and wiped a stray tear which had begun to roll down her cheek.

Their mother bit her lip and gently pulled at the robe she had on until it became untied and parted down the middle, exposing her breasts.

“Come here baby…” she whispered gently as she pulled Becca closer to her who instinctively followed her advances. She guided Becca’s head down towards her exposed breast until her lips latched around her nipple and she began to instinctively suckle on it. Vicky watched, wide-eyed as her twin sister sucked on her mother’s nipple.

“There’s no closer bond between a mother and daughter than this right here,” their mother cooed softly as she shrugged off her gown until it crumpled around her ass and rendered her naked. “You were upset, so you came to your mommy for support, for sustenance. Unfortunately, your mommy doesn’t produce milk anymore, but just the mere action of doing this will hopefully put you back at ease.”

Becca looked up at her mother. Her eyes were no longer watering and she was surprised at how natural this felt.

“Vicky…come to Mommy,” her mother asked. Vicky hesitated slightly and reluctantly walked over to the bed and sat on the other side of her.

“Join your sister,” she breathed, leaning closer to Vicky and locking eyes with her.

Vicky glanced at her sister who was already looking at her, her mouth still full of her mother’s boob.

Mouth dry and without question, Vicky leaned down and latched onto her mother’s other nipple and began to suckle on it.

Their mother’s groans filled Vicky and Becca’s ears as the two girls sucked her breasts as if desperately trying to retrieve sustenance.

“Mmmmm good girls….” Their mother cooed as she brushed their hair with her hands. “No one can say I am a bad mother now…I’d do anything for my girls…and boy…” she added with a slight smile.

Vicky glanced up and her mother read the question on her mind.

“You two really should be thanking me, you know,” their mother began, “Your horny little brother has been jerking himself off to you two for quite some time now. How do you think I found out about your little cam-show? It was only a matter of time before he started to get more adventurous, and the last thing I wanted was for either of you two to be exposed to his big, dirty cock. You wouldn’t have been able to resist it, or handle it, so I took him for you. My wet cunt milked his balls dry so that your firm little bodies with your toned bellies, perky boobs and tight pussies could continue enjoying your youth. His cock would have destroyed the two of you, but luckily for you your mommy could handle him just fine. You two simply don’t have the experience to handle his raw, sexual energy.”

The two girls stayed silent, save for the suckling noises, as their mother spread her legs and began gently tugging at the t-shirts they were both wearing.

“You two really do have amazing bodies, you know. But I think I would have given you a run for your money twenty years ago too when I was your age. Let me see them, in the flesh. Get naked with Mommy…”

“Yes Mommy,” the two girls breathed as they stood up and pulled off their t-shirts and slipped off their panties. Their mother’s eyes bulged as she smiled and licked her lips.

“Wow, look at you two! So womanly, so sexy! Maybe you could handle your brother after all…” she mused. She stood up and rounded her daughter’s as she examined their naked frames. She then began to gently kiss their necks, Vicky first and then Becca. She traced her tongue down towards their bare shoulders before gently nibbling on them with her teeth. Their shudders and soft moans gave her the answer she needed. “Yeah, I love having my neck kissed too. Always makes me so horny…” she breathed as she walked away from them towards the closet. The two girls watched their mother with a lustful expression on their faces as she began to toss toys and BDSM equipment onto the bed.

“Your brother will be home soon from his friend’s house. When he gets home, all three of us are going to show him just how much we miss him when he goes away to college. In five days we aren’t going to see him again for another four months, so let’s give him a night to remember,” their mother commanded.

“Yes Mommy,” the two girls moaned in unison.

Their mother smiled. “Becca, I want you to tie your sister up. Together, we’re going to make her cum so hard that she forgets her own name, okay? From what I have seen from your shows, Vicky is the biggest squirter. I want this room smelling of pussy and sex for when your brother gets here. The natural aroma will act as an aphrodisiac and will make him feel much more relaxed and willing. No matter how much he wants it, he might still put up a fight. I mean, we are his family after all. We don’t want him to show any reluctance here, okay? And as for you Becca, you’re obviously a natural submissive. Fuck, I could have told you that before I even found out about your sex shows! I mean, there’s nothing wrong with that, but I’m going to edge you until you’re literally begging for your brother’s hot load, okay?”

“Yes Mommy!” the twins moaned again, their mouths salivating at this point.

Their mother handed Becca some rope. “I know how flexable you both are; so tie Vicky up so that she can’t move. I want her legs spread and pussy on display for me. Once you have done that, come and find me if I’m not back yet, okay?”

“Yes Mommy!” Becca moaned as her mother handed her the rope and left the room.

She closed the door behind her and rested her back against it. Her breasts were rising and falling dramatically with each heavy breath she took. She stole across the hallway and into the bathroom. She was shaking. Adrenaline was coursing through her veins. She had never felt so excited in her entire life. She had always been a sexual and outgoing person, but she had never done anything like this before. Well, not until last week of course. Her family had never once crossed her mind, never. But now that she had tasted this kink, this taboo…she couldn’t get enough of it. She turned on the cold water and splashed it up into her face. The inside of her thighs were wet with her juices. Thin beads like spider silk were hanging down from her pussy due to the raw anticipation of what was to come. And of course, it wouldn’t end here, oh no. Even when Kyle went back to college, she would still have two daughters to play with. She may even go as far as to call them…sex slaves? They submitted to her so easily just now… She gasped, the sensation just felt too good! It was like she was about to orgasm without even touching herself! But the best part about all of this was that she was in charge. All three of her offspring were at her command. All she had to do was click her fingers and they would be there.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the bathroom door. “Mommy?” It was Becca. Becca the natural submissive. If only Vicky had been a domme like her mother! She would have enjoyed the challenge of breaking her down…

“I’ve tied Vicky up just like how you-“ Becca began as her mother opened the door, but she didn’t get to finish her sentence as her mother pulled her into a deep embrace. Their lips smacked together and their tongues explored each other’s mouths as they sloppily kissed and groped one another.

Becca instinctively leaned back as her mom took control. She leaned over her daughter, lost in the moment as she kissed and began to ravish her daughter’s body, biting her neck and clawing at her slender frame like a hungry vampire. Becca’s legs began to give away and she soon found herself with her back against the carpeted floor with her mom on top of her.

“Tell me that you’re my whore,” Becca’s mom moaned into her ear.

Becca’s legs turned to jelly as the words tricked into her ear like poison. “I’m Mommy’s little whore,” she breathed back as her mom groaned in pleasure at the confession.

“Good girl…,” her mom moaned back, her face an inch away from Becca’s. “Now, let’s go fuck your sister!”

Becca felt herself being dragged to her feet by her mom who led her back into the master bedroom.

Vicky was wriggling hopelessly on the bed. Her legs were pulled up and her ankles were tied to her wrists with her pussy on full display as requested. Becca had done a stellar job, but her mom knew she would because she had seen it all on their sex shows before. The way Vicky looked at her mom suggested a hint of shame and maybe regret, as if having the few minutes alone had given her time to think and for the situation to sink in.

“Becca, sit on your sister’s face!” their mother commanded. Becca asked no questions and did as she was told. Their mom climbed onto the bed and began to gently stroke the bottom of Vicky’s feet. It was as if she knew of every trick in the book. Vicky began to squirm and eventually opened her mouth to either protest or giggle at the tickling sensation. Upon doing so, she allowed her tongue to lash out and graze her sister’s pussy. It was like a cat to milk as the mere taste of it caused her to being lapping hungrily, much to Becca’s delight.

Their mom smiled and looked down at Vicky’s pussy which was shining in sticky juices. She traced a finger over her tight slit and effortlessly eased two fingers inside of her. Vicky’s body jolted as her mother began to expertly massage her from the inside. This then caused Becca to groan louder than ever as Vicky picked up the pace. Vicky’s toes began to curl and uncurl as her mom got into a steady rhythm, and all three of them could hear the wet squelching noise as their mom slipped back and forth against Vicky’s pussy.

Becca lunged forward and grabbed Vicky’s ankle before taking her sister’s toes in her mouth, sucking and lapping them hungrily. Her mom followed suite and took Vicky’s other foot in her mouth, kissing and caressing the heel and gently dragging her teeth across the bottom and towards her toes. She watched as Becca’s tongue danced between Vicky’s toes which were now shining in saliva. Becca’s hands were pushing down and groping Vicky’s boobs for support. Their mom knew Vicky was close to an orgasm, she could feel her daughter’s pussy pulsing around her fingers. Her grool and juices seemed to be getting thicker and her toned belly was rising and falling rapidly.

Their mom suddenly picked up the pace which caused Vicky to spasm violently. She shuddered heavily as Becca began grinding her pussy all over her face as if trying to cover every inch. Their mom pulled her fingers out of Vicky who responded to this by firing a thick jet of cum against her mom’s boobs with such force she recoiled. Her squirt had splattered over her chest and had begun to trickle down towards her own pussy. It almost seemed to be gushing out of Vicky and soon the bed sheets were soaked in the sticky grool. Her mom looked at Vicky wide-eyed and in awe, but she didn’t have much time to reflect on this as a high pitched squeak forced her to look at Becca who had an orgasm of her own. Her squeaked turned into a loud moan as she swung her head back. Her nails dug into her sister’s boobs for support as their bodies rocked in unison. The sheer force caused Becca to roll off of Vicky whose face was coated in Becca’s juices. The two sister’s lay breathless on the bed, their bodies jerking and convulsing as they tried to regain their senses and recover from their orgasm.

“You…you always have to…have to try and outdo me…don’t you?” Vicky moaned breathlessly, a smile appearing on her cum soaked face.

“Fuck you,” Becca giggled as she shoved her sister playfully with her foot.

“Now now girls,” their mother cooed, standing up and leaning over Vicky who looked up at her.

“Mommy is very proud of both of you! This isn’t a contest, you know,” she smirked as she leant in and began kissing Vicky like she had done with Becca earlier.

Vicky returned the kiss but was unable to do much else due to the bondage. Her mom found herself tracing her tongue around Vicky’s lips as she lapped up Becca’s grool which clung to Vicky’s face like glue. Becca watched patiently as her twin and mother kissed each other passionately. Her mom finally looked up, still connected to Vicky’s face due to the threads of grool clinging to each of their lips.

“Come here,” their mom commanded with a lustful expression on her face as she guided Becca’s face down towards Vicky’s. She stepped back and watched her two daughter’s kissing each other like long-lost lover’s. She grinned, this evening couldn’t have gotten off to a better start.

***** 3 Hours Later *****

Kyle allowed the front door to slam shut behind him as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. He flicked on the hallway light and made his way into the kitchen to make himself a drink. As he began to drink his glass of water, he couldn’t help but notice that the house was eerily quiet. It was only 7pm, after all.

He made his way upstairs and noticed a warm glow of light emanating from his mother’s bedroom. He instantly felt a flush of excitement and a tinge of awkwardness at the thought of his mother. He couldn’t believe he had fucked her. It just seemed unreal to him. He was finally no longer a virgin, but he had lost his virginity in the most bizarre fashion.

As he made his way to the top of the stairs he glanced in the direction of his mom’s room. His eyes bulged at what he saw and the glass of water slipped from his hand and clattered to the ground soaking the carpet around his feet. He stared, utterly speechless. The door was wide open and his mom was sat on the bed facing him with a sinister smirk on her face. His sisters were both kneeling at either side of her, each of them suckling one of their mother’s breasts. All three of them were naked and all three had locked eyes with him.

“Come to Mommy, Kyle,” his mother cooed as his sister’s grinned widely at him.

“Yes little brother,” Vicky moaned softly, “come to us, come and play with us.”

Kyle tried to form words but found it impossible. He saw his mom gesture to the two girls who grinned and began to crawl over to Kyle on their hands and knees. Kyle could feel his cock bulging in his pants as they crawled side by side towards him. Their boobs swayed rhythmically and Kyle could see that they had arched their backs in order to make their ass visible to him too.

“Come little brother,” Becca moaned this time. “Come with us.”

“I…I can’t!” Kyle finally blurted out as beads of sweat emitted from his forehead.

Kyle saw his sister’s lick their lips as they got within reaching distance. Kyle began to walk backwards but the twins kept up their slow pursuit until they had him backed into a wall.

“We know you want this,” Vicky purred as Kyle desperately tried to reach for his bedroom door handle which was just out of reach.

“Oh god, oh fuck!” Kyle moaned. He did want this, and he was powerless to resist.

Vicky began to unbuckle his jeans and Becca helped her to pull them down his legs. His cock protruded against his boxer shorts and a small dot of pre-cum soaked through where the tip of his penis was. His sister’s yanked his pants down which caused his erect cock to twang out and bounce up and down, much to Vicky and Becca’s delight.

Kyle looked towards his mom who was watching the scene from her bedroom with a vibrator held firmly against her pussy.

He could feel his sister’s hot breath against his cock which was pulsing in anticipation. Vicky looked up at him and gently licked a droplet of pre-cum off his cock which had threatened to drip down onto the floor. Kyle moaned at the slight touch and closed his eyes, but they soon snapped open again as Vicky wrapped her lips around his shaft and began to give him a very sensual blowjob.

Kyle gasped and shuddered as her tongue lashed around his shaft before she deep-throated him, her nose poking against his short pubic hair as she took all of him in her mouth. She withdrew, eyes watering as Becca then did the same to him, sliding her lips over his slobber coated cock without care as the tip of his cock pushed past her tonsils and poked the back of her throat. She held it there, her hands gripped around Kyle’s thighs as Vicky watched on. Drool began to run down Becca’s chin as Kyle’s cock began to twitch. A droplet of drool dripped onto Becca’s breasts and Vicky wasted no time in leaning down to lick it off. Becca held firm as if in a desperate attempt to prove herself as the deep throat goddess. Not wanting to be left out, Vicky leaned down and began to kiss her brother’s balls which were dangling down, but at her touch began to shrivel up.

Kyle gasped and began to slide down the wall he was leaning against. Vicky had now gathered his testicles in her mouth and Becca had begun to rock her head back and forth. Their mother watched on as her two daughter’s sucked and lapped at her son’s cock and balls. Kyle’s mouth was an “O”. He had completely submitted and wanted nothing more than to blast the contents of his balls down Becca’s throat. But he couldn’t. The adrenaline was still going strong and the urge to cum was not quite there yet. Not wanting to be the only one not naked, Kyle pulled his shirt up and over his head and kicked his jeans the rest of the way off.

Suddenly, their mother clapped her hands together sharply which caused all three of them to look over to her.

“Come to mommy now, on your hands and knees…all of you,” she commanded.

Becca withdrew her mouth from around Kyle’s cock as Vicky took her place next to her again on her hands and knees. Kyle’s mouth was dry, but he was nothing more than a plaything now. He too got down and began to crawl towards the master bedroom. He was behind Becca whose pussy and asshole were directly on show inches away from his face. A quick glance to his right showed the same sight but for Vicky instead. His erect cock bounced back and forth and the saliva seemed to attract a chill as his cock cut through the air with each shuffle he made.

Within seconds, all four were in the master bedroom. Their mother rounded them and closed the bedroom door.

“I’m going to lay down some ground rules for the next five days,” she said, sitting back down on the bed in front of them so that they had to look up at her. She had her legs parted as her pussy was glimmering in her juices.

“Number one; no more clothes. Not even a sock. We need to be comfortable around each other and what better way to do this than to be constantly naked, hm?” she went on as the three siblings nodded in agreement.

“Number two; an orgasm in every room in the house. That’s for all of us. I want us to be able to walk into any room and be able to reminisce on happy memories which happened in there. And what’s better than cumming? We’ve all had an orgasm in this room already, so that’s one down!” their mother continued.

“And number three; submission. As your mother, I am in charge. What I say goes, okay? I want the three of you to submit to me in private. If you’re wondering what I mean by this, don’t. It will come to you naturally; you’ll know what to do when the time comes. Oh, and one more thing; all four of us will be sleeping in my bed for the remainder of the time Kyle is here before he goes back to college. Girls, I may look to extend this with you once Kyle is gone.”

“Now Kyle,” their mother went on, “you’re going to fuck me and blow your load deep into my cervix. It’s only right that I should get the first load as it’s always the most potent. I want your sister’s to feel you bareback, so it’s only fair that I, as their mother, protect them as much as I can from the risk of pregnancy. I’ve undergone a procedure which means I can’t be impregnated, but you two girls are of course still extremely fertile.”

Kyle could feel his cock throbbing uncontrollably at his mother’s words. He didn’t know where to look. His mother glowed with dominance and experience, but his twin sister’s still had that fresh, young, playful and kinky appeal to them. Their slender, frim bodies and neat pussy’s could hypnotise any man, Kyle was sure of it. But his mother, with her huge breasts, whilst not nearly as perky as his sister’s, looked amazing when bouncing around in front of your face. Kyle, of course, knew this from experience.

“I-I think I’m going to cum!” Kyle suddenly moaned pathetically. He saw his mother’s eyes snap to him and his sister’s spin round to look at his cock which was visibly pulsing.

“Shit!” his mother hissed. “It’s okay baby, did Mommy get you all excited?” she cooed softly as she bent down and cradled Kyle’s head in her arms and flipped him onto his back. “Girls, get out of his view!” she whispered harshly.

“I’m sorry, Mommy!” Kyle moaned again as his mom stroked his hair.

“No no no don’t cum, please not yet!” his mother pleaded as she forced him to look at a corner of the room not inhabited by naked family members.

Kyle shut his eyes and tensed every muscle in his body to try and hold back the explosion. It had all been too much, how was he supposed to hold it in? But he did. After a minute or two he opened his eyes to see his mother smiling down at him.

“Good boy,” she smiled, “that load is for Mommy, isn’t it?”

“Yes, Mommy,” Kyle smiled back as he looked over to his sisters who were crouched beside the bed.

“I think it’s probably best not to waste any more time. Get on the bed, Kyle,” his mother instructed.

Kyle stood up and watched his mother climb onto the bed and crouch over in the doggy-style position. Vicky and Becca bit their lips in anticipation. The mere sight of them and the motion of his cock bouncing slightly as he walked over to the bed almost made him cum again.

As he knelt on the bed behind his mom he was worried that he wouldn’t be able to find the hole to penetrate her. But, much to his relief, he had found it instantly. He wasn’t sure if it was due to her being so wet that it had just slipped in or if he had picked up a thing or two from their previous sessions. Either way, he didn’t care. He felt that familiar warmth as he entered her and three quick thrusts later and he was at the point of no return. He felt the pressure building within him and he quickened the pace, sliding rapidly in and out of her like a man possessed as his stomach smacked against her ass. With an almighty groan, Kyle pushed forward as hard and as far as he could and shot the biggest load in his life deep into his mother.

“OOOOOHHH FUCK!” he moaned as his body shuddered and spasmed. He could feel the cum spurting out of him until it eventually became a dribble. His mom looked at him over her shoulder and smiled at him with a wink. Becca and Vicky were still on their knees beside the bed as they watched on. They had linked arms and were gently stroking one another perhaps without even realising it.

Kyle eventually pulled out of her and fell back onto the bed, his chest rising and falling heavily.

Within seconds, thick globs of cum began to emanate and bubble around his mother’s pussy as his seed began to leak out of her. She spun around and hung her ass off of the side of the bed and allowed his cum to drip down and into the gaping mouths of Vicky and Becca who were waiting patiently for it below.

Kyle watched as Becca’s throat bulged as she swallowed a big glob just as Vicky licked her lips clean. There was a small thread of cum dangling from her chin and Becca scooped it up effortlessly with her finger before sucking it off. Once their mouths were more or less full, the two twins began to passionately kiss one another and exchanged mouthfuls of cum between them both. It was a sloppy scene and soon the two girls were coated in the sticky substance. They had allowed it to dribble down their chins and splash down onto their boobs. Vicky began to literally lick Becca’s face and by doing so had spread Kyle’s cum over every inch of it. Becca then returned the favour by spitting out what she had left in her mouth over Vicky’s forehead. Vicky then spread this cum/grool/spit combination over her face as if she was applying a facial mask.

Kyle’s mouth was hanging open stupidly as he watched on. His cock was glimmering in his mother’s juices. It jerked slightly, still erect as it continued to dribble the last bit of cum from his orgasm which had begun to dampen the sheets.

He felt his mother’s hand on his chest as she pushed him back down onto the bed. He was now looking straight up at the ceiling, mouth dry and heart pounding as the cum stained faces of his two sister’s came into view as they climbed onto the bed.

“Which sister would you like to taste first?” his mother asked with a smile as she also came into view.

Kyle gulped. “Becca,” he said softly. Her pussy looked a lot more plump and inviting when he was crawling behind her. Vicky’s wasn’t as neat and looked more like his mother’s. Not that this was a bad thing, however. Just something different.

Becca swung her leg over Kyle’s face and lowered her bald pussy and ass down and over him in one fluid motion with zero hesitation. Kyle instantly began to lap like a hungry dog as her juices tricked down his tongue and towards the back of his throat. He forced a lungful of air up through his nose and got the full scent of his sister as she began to rock back and forth, grinding her pussy and ass over his face.

He then felt his cock being squeezed tight. Incredibly tight, in fact. He lowered his hands and felt the soft, smooth and toned legs of Vicky. She had climbed on top of him and had begun riding his cock.

Both girls were rocking in a similar rhythm back and forth over him. Their groans filled his ears as he pulled his arms back and gripped Becca’s ass. He gently lifted her ass cheeks up and allowed himself another gulp of air before resuming his oral training, tasting the familiar metallic taste as her clit grazed his tongue. He could feel her juices and grool becoming thicker as it coated his tongue and teeth. He focused primarily on this to try and last longer and hold back another orgasm, but Vicky was fucking him like a porn star would. She was tight, much tighter than their mom. For the past minute or so she had been raising herself up so that only the tip of his cock was inside of her. She then rocked her hips in a circular fashion as she crouched back down all of the way before quickly rising back up again and repeating the process. Kyle wasn’t sure what their mother was doing, but he imagined she was watching on with great interest.

Becca raised herself up and off of Kyle’s face as his eyes readjusted to the light. Long, sticky strands of grool kept the pair connected together for a moment before the webs broke as Becca crossed her legs. Kyle looked up and saw Vicky bouncing up and down on his cock energetically. Her head was tilted to the side and she had a huge grin on her face as her tongue poked out of her mouth stupidly. Her breasts bounced around in a circle as she picked up the pace. Kyle could hear a sharp squelching noise as his sister continued to fuck him. She was incredibly wet and her grool had soaked Kyle’s pubic hair.

Becca shuffled over to Vicky and went around the back of her next to their mother. Becca rested her chin on Vicky’s right shoulder whilst their mother rested hers on Vicky’s left. Vicky closed her eyes and tilted her head back as the duo behind her began to kiss her neck and fondle a breast each. Kyle could see that their mom’s other hand had travelled down Vicky’s stomach and had begun to toy with Vicky’s clit. Vicky moaned and gasped in pleasure, her eyes springing open as she locked them with Kyle’s.

“Oh fuck a baby into me, Kyle!” she gasped, digging her nails into his bare stomach which caused him to gasp in shock and pain. “Impregnate me, please!” she begged.

Kyle grabbed Vicky’s wrists and pulled her towards him and away from the duo so that they were face to face. The two locked lips as their tongues explored each other’s mouths, kissing like long lost lovers as opposed to brother and sister. Kyle gripped Vicky’s ass cheeks as he began to pound upwards and into her. He took control as he felt his orgasm approaching, his balls bouncing wildly as Vicky groaned in pleasure.

“Aw, look at the man of the house taking care of us girls!” Kyle’s mother cooed as his body seemed to stiffen before he groaned and shot long, thick, sticky ropes of cum deep into Vicky’s pussy.

She collapsed onto him as his cock throbbed and pulsed and squirted out the last few squirts of his orgasm. However, he soon began to groan again as his mother and sister bent down to lick up the cum which was dribbling out of Vicky’s pussy and down Kyle’s cock towards his balls. He was still inside of her and his cock refused to soften as the two tongues traced around his genitals.

Vicky also began to shudder and whimper as Becca grew more adventurous and licked her way up Vicky’s ass crack and lapped at her asshole which puckered and tensed around her sister’s tongue.

Vicky raised her head slightly so that her lips were an inch away from Kyle’s again. She looked him deep in the eye, her lips parted ever so slightly.

“And one more thing…” she whispered with a smile, “…stop using my fucking hairbrush!”, she hissed before pulling him into another deep embrace as Becca and their mom continued to mop up their mess from below.

*****2 Weeks Later*****

Vicky winced as the sun streamed in through a gap in the curtains. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and sat up carefully to avoid waking her mom or sister who were still asleep at either side of her. She had a forlorn expression on her face as she had woken up momentarily forgetting that Kyle had gone back to college just over a week ago.

She sighed, bit her lip and climbed out of bed before tip-toeing down the hall and towards her bedroom. She and Becca were still sharing a bed with their mother and the naked at all times rule was still in effect. Obviously, when they had to leave the house they could wear clothes, but this was the only time until mother had said otherwise. As for the submission rule, Vicky had not done this yet. She didn’t feel like a right time had presented itself. Kyle had done it the same night as the rule had been put into place. Becca had done it the night Kyle left to go to college. But something had come up which had distracted Vicky from taking the plunge…

Vicky bent down and slipped her hand under the bed and pulled out a box which contained a set of three pregnancy tests. She gulped, mouth dry as sand as she pulled one out and strode over to the bathroom with it.

She sat down on the toilet and breathed deeply. Her heart was beating so loud it was a surprise that it didn’t wake her mom or Becca. She held the test under her stream of urine as it splashed down over it. She held it there for some time, knowing that when she brought it back up the result would be right in front of her eyes. And when she finally did so, she sighed a shaky sigh and washed her hands before sneaking back to her bedroom and placing the pregnancy test back with the other two positive ones.

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I discover what me are after

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After Bill caught me sleeping with mom naked, he seemed to spend much more time at the house, and paid much more attention towards me. I was used to walking around the house in short shorts and booty shorts. The first time I caught him paying attention to me, I was wearing a tank top and small shorts. I was cleaning around the house, wiping dirt off some of our furniture. I was listening to some music, and kind of dancing around to it. I got down on my knees and on all fours to clean under the furniture holding the TV, which I hadn’t cleaned in a long time. It took about a minute, which passed by fast as danced a bit to the music. I was about done, when I looked up a bit, and saw the TV screen reflecting Bill sitting in the couch behind me, looking at my ass. He noticed I saw his reflection, so he grabbed the paper and pretended to be reading it. I acted like I didn’t see him, and hurried up cleaning and left. I wondered how long he had been sitting there watching me. I noticed his attention on me a few times after that.

One day after school, I saw Juan in the spot where he used to wait for me. I have to admit, I was happy he was back. It’s not like I loved him or anything like that, but it was the feeling I had being around him, like a whore, like a fucktoy. I didn’t enjoy being raped by him and his dad, but it was still such a turn on thinking about it, feeling so used. I walked over to greet him.
“Hi Juan, haven’t seen you in forever.”
Juan,”hey b, what’s up. Yeah, sorry. My dad told me to leave you alone for some time. Just in case you were mad I guess. Are you mad at me?”
I never really did feel mad at him, I almost felt like I deserved what I got for being so easy, but I obviously didn’t tell him that.
Me,”I am a little mad, I was mad afterwards but now I’m over it.”
Juan,”That’s badass. Let’s go have some fun.”
Me,”I can’t, I’m getting a ride from my boyfriend right after school.”
Juan,”come on, I haven’t fucked you in a while, come give me a quick blowjob.”
Me,”His mom might be waiting already.”
Juan,”come on, just real quick.”
Me,”ok.”
We ran to our little fuck spot in the abandoned area, and he grabbed me by the hair and put me on my knees.
Juan,”come on, real quick.”
I undid his pants and pulled his dick out. He used pushed the back of my head towards his dick.
Juan,”open up bitch, hurry up.”
I opened my mouth and he immediately pushed my head down, putting it all the way in. He began fucking my face fast, it was like he was masturbating with my mouth. I felt his dick get fully hard, growing in my mouth as he back and forth. I felt some gagging as he fucked me, but it wasn’t too bad. I got a little teray eyed, and felt a tear roll down my cheek as he used me.
I tried pulling out to catch my breath, but he pressed harder on the back of my hand, and I got that distinct smell that men give when they are about to cum. I felt his body tense up, and push down hard, so I pushed my face forward, touching his balls with my lips as he fucked me. He began grunting, and I felt his dick pump inside of my mouth. I felt warm fluid going down my throat, but I couldn’t taste it. I began moving my head, fucking myself a bit to please him. I knew he was done, so I began to pull it out, and got a bit of his cum on my tongue, I felt that salty taste he had. I looked up, and he seemed out of breath, and so was I.
Juan,”good job. Go catch your ride.”
I got up and ran to my pickup spot, where Tyler and his dad were waiting. I was expecting to get a ride from Tyler’s mom, not dad.
Tyler’s dad (Larry),”there she is.”
Tyler,”I was looking for you, but I couldn’t find you.”
Me,”sorry, I had to use the restroom.”
Tyler,”were you crying, he reached towards my cheek where a tear had been.”
I had forgotten to clean up on my rush.
Me,”oh, no, I just got something in my eye.”
Larry just smiled,”I’m sure she is fine, now let’s go kids.”
We walked towards the car and Tyler’s dad said,
“Hey, let your pretty girlfriend ride up front, so she can have a better view.”
Tyler,”ok.”
I rode in the passenger seat while Tyler’s dad drove.
Larry,”what have you been up to sweetheart?”
Me,”oh nothing, just school and stuff.”
Larry, “oh that’s good, hope my boy is treating you good.”
Me,”mmm yeah.”
Larry,”hey, you must have fallen.”
I didn’t know what he meant, but he reached over to my knees, which had dirt on them. He began doing small wipes, like he was removing the dirt from my knees. Tyler must have assumed his dad was wiping the dirt off, as his dad moved his hand un and down my thighs with each swipe. It felt odd to say the least, but I didn’t say anything.
Larry,”there you go.”
We made it to the block before my house, and Larry asked,”how is your mom doing?”
Me,”umm good.”
Larry,”I bet, I haven’t seen her in a while, let her know I said hi.”
Me,”ok.”
We made it to the front of the house and I tried opening the door, which was locked.
Larry,”come on boy, you know you need to open the door for a lady.”
Tyler,”oh yeah.”
Larry unlocked the doors, as Tyler got out to open mine. Larry reached over and put his hand on my thigh saying, “this boy hasn’t learned how to treat a lady yet, but he will.”
My door opened and I got out as I saw Larry’s stare slide down towards my ass. Tyler and I hugged and said goodbye, as Larry continued staring at me. I began walking away and their car didn’t leave until I went into the house. I wondered if it was to make sure I made it in safe, or if his dad was still staring at me.

Mom was going to be working until nightime that day, so I had the house all to myself. I did my homework, than went to her room to try a few of her new clothes on. I was too small, and needed bigger tits to fill them up. I got an idea, I filled up two balloons with air, and pushed them into her bras so I could pretend I had tits. It looked pretty good underneath blouses. I wondered if I would ever look like mom. I also wondered about all the attention I was getting from men lately, I didn’t look nearly as good as mom. As I looked in the mirror, I could see my hips had opened up a bit, and my butt seemed a little bigger. My butt actually did have a good size for my small body. It kind of scared me to thing I might grow a butt, and no tits. I had been wanting a big pair of tits like mom, I hated to think I wouldn’t get them. I kept going trough some of mom’s things when I found a box in the back of her closet. I wondered what it was, so I opened it. It had diffrent things on it, that I didn’t know what they were for at the time. It had balls attached by a string, going from small to bigger ones. It had a glass looking triangular ‘thing’, like a cone. There was a cylindrical tube type of thing made of rubber. Then I saw a big black rubber thing. I didn’t know what it was for about 5 seconds, then I noticed it was like a dick, with a head and balls and veins and everything. It was like a huge dick. I wondered what it was for, but it didn’t take long to figure it could only have one purpose. I couldn’t figure how she used half the things on the box. I had a falshback from when I was younger, I opened a box like that, but had no clue what those things were for, so I had put it back. I decided I would give the big black rubber dick a try, so I laid in her bed, and tried to put it inside my pussy. I was to dry to even get the tip in, so I tried sucking on it to lube it up. I opened my mouth, but could barely even get the head in, it was so thick. I licked it all around, then tried putting it in. I tried pushing it in, and it seemed almost like it was hugging to sides of my pussy, not going in. It slowly began creeping in, but I felt my pussy being stretched to wide, and it was too painful, so I was done with that. I looked through the box, and found another one, pink dick shaped thing, with and twist button underneath it. I twisted the button, and it began shaking. I laid in bed again, and pushed that one inside my pussy. It was much smaller than the previous one, but still had trouble getting it in, so I sucked it and gagged myself to lube it up. It was a bit painful, but I got it in. I twisted the knob hoping for the best, and felt the vibration inside my pussy, nothing great. I turned the knob some more, and it felt better. I turned it all the way, and it finally felt good. I began fucking myself, going in and out slowly, pulling up on it to feel the vibration in my clit. My mind began venturing off, into mom, tanya, and being raped. I felt myself getting wet, it became easier and easier pushing it all in, with little pain. Thoughts of mom’s videos came to mind, of her being violated. Then I related the vibrating sensation to Tanya’s toungue. I began fucking myself faster, thinking of being raped by Juan and his dad, the day I finally felt used and abused, like mom. My body began tensing, and I felt it explode, as the rubber dick continued vibrating on my clit. By the time I pulled it out, it was soaked in my juice. I took it to the bathroom to wash it, then put everything back in its place, knowing I had just found a small treasure chest.

I still had time to waste, so I decided to cool off in the pool. I put on the thong two piece Tanya bought me, and bathed and swam around a bit. It felt so good to have the bikini’s fabric up my ass, and my buttcheeks so uncovered. It felt so sexual. I laid in one on the pool chairs to dry up, and began masturbating over my bikini, rubbing my clit. I was thinking of getting with mom again, and with Tanya, thoughts of a 3some came to my head, it would be so hot. I remembered Juan’s dad and his big dick, and how painful it was, and how my pussy felt so full, and stretched. It hurt when it happened, but in my mind, it was exciting, and almost felt like feeling it again. I imagined mom getting fucked by big dicks like that, wondered how she took them, wondered how she came to enjoy them, if I ever would. My body tensed, and I felt myself cumming. My juices flowing out of my pussy, my pussy vibrating at my fingertips. It was great feeling the bikini’s fabric up my ass, feeling my ass divided in two. I jumped in the pool to cool off a bit. I came out after a few minutes and walked towards the glass door, where I saw bill standing inside staring at me. I must have turned bright red. I wondered how long he had been standing there, why was he staring at me like that, maybe he saw me masturbating. I didn’t want to talk to him at all, I was so embarrassed. I opened the door and walked right past him.
Bill,”hey brenda, just checking up on you, your mom was gonna be a little late, brought you some pizza if you are hungry.”
He knew mom wasn’t around, he had no business there, I didn’t care about the food.
Me,”oh thanks, I’m not hungry right now, maybe later.”
Bill,”alright, I’ll leave it here.”
I had to walk past him, as he stared at my ass in that thong bikini, all the way to my room. I almost felt like crying, feeling ashamed, like this mas had raped me with his eyes. How could mom get eaten up by men’s eyes on a daily basis, and be so cool about it.

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A man’s obssesion & fanatasies surrounding big breasts finally starts to become a reality.

I’ve always been fascinated with women’s breasts. A nice ass, long legs and pretty face can always get my motor running but nothing works better for me than a tight top with lots of cleavage. In fact it’s seeing them encased in a bra, camisole or low cut shirt that excites me more than just a naked set of big tits. I constantly wonder what my cock would feel like between each set I see. I wonder what they would feel like in my hands and I want to see my seed covering them. I’d rather cum on a woman’s tits than any other part of their body which I’m know frustrates my wife sometimes.

I have been with the same woman for a long time and my wife has what most people would consider average size breasts. She knows I love breasts and she has certainly caught me on more than one occasion staring at other woman’s tits. I’ve tried many times to cum on my wife while she is still wearing her shirt but she always protested against it claiming that she had just washed it. I always feel that our sex is planned and contrived. It always the same basic love making and she doesn’t want to try new or outside the lines of just lying on the bed like a plank of wood.

I love my wife very much but my obsession was about to get me in trouble. Our office was developing a rather large marketing campaign and I now had to train two well-endowed girls straight out of University named Lynn and Sara. These two girls couldn’t be anymore unlike each other if they tried. Sara was Italian with dark skin, dark eyes, long flowing black hair and wore tight revealing clothing. For her first day of training she had on a tight short skirt, a deep cut blouse extenuating her cleavage with what seemed to be D size beauties. She came off as very confident, sexual and knew how to use her good looks to her advantage. If she was sitting she made it a point to have her skirt ride up to show the top of her stockings or if she was standing she always leaned forward to show off her large tits. It wasn’t difficult to get aroused when she was in the room.

Lynn for some reason was even more intriguing which was strange as she really came off very much a nerd. She looked like she had never been out in the sun she was so pale and I’ve never seen a woman in her 20’s covered up as much as she did. She wore dress pants that were too big, loose long-sleeved tops buttoned up right to the neck, glasses from the 60’s and what looked like orthopedic shoes. Her hair was short but had very little style which matched her personality. She was obviously not confident as she spoke like a mouse, fidgeted like a nervous wreck and was very clumsy. What was so interesting was the fact that she seemed to have double D size tits that were tightly squeezed into a bra three sizes too small just waiting to be set free.

As the weeks of training past, my fantasies went into overdrive. I would think about each set of tits individually and then start to wonder about them together as two pairs. I would picture both women on their knees side by side taking my cumshot as I would release my load in the bathroom stall at work. Sara acted like she knew I was jacking off to her as she would constantly walk into my office and put her hands on my desk to talk to me. She would even jiggle her tits for me as I tried to get quick looks at her beautiful tits.

We only had a couple of weeks until our deadline so we all started doing a lot of overtime. Lots of late nights eating pizza at our desks to try and get all the work done on time. We were certainly starting to get to know one another better and Sara and I started teasing poor Lynn trying to get a rise out of her. It turns out she led a pretty sheltered life up until now and the fact that she was a preacher’s daughter made me think she was very inexperienced. Sara and I started flirting a bit and any sexual comments would embarrass the shit out of Lynn.

One night it was just the three of us in the office as it was around 10pm. We were trying to finish up to go home and I asked Lynn to scan the last set of documents before we left for the evening. As soon as she was down the hall Sara came up close to me and whispered in my ear, “Have you jacked off today yet? Do you need some inspiration?” At first I was stunned but then I could feel my temperature begin to rise. “I don’t know what you’re talking about and I’m married thank you.” Now why did I say that?

“I don’t care if you’re married and I just want to help. You can’t blame a girl for trying can you? Besides for someone who jerks off so much, you sure as hell can’t be getting it at home.” Sara definitely had a point there. “I’ve seen you staring at both our tits you dirty bird. Don’t tell me you wouldn’t want to see my tits. Do you want me to show them to you?” Sara could see I was trying to avoid telling the truth but I had come to the conclusion a long time ago that if I ever did cheat on my wife it would have to be to fulfill my particular fantasies.

“There’s only one way that would ever happened.” I said to Sara in a shaky voice. “And that would be?” Sara asked with a smirk on her face. “Yeah, I don’t know if we can have that conversation and I don’t even know if I could trust you with that kind of information.” I explained. Before Sara could say anything else Lynn came back into the office. “All the files are scanned Mr. Roth. Anything else you’d like before I leave?” asked Lynn. Sara looked at me with a big smile on her face and I said, “Lynn, I told you to call me Jack, none of this mister crap ok?” Lynn blushed, lowered her head and whispered, “Yes Mr. …uh Jack sir. I’m sorry I’ll try to remember that.” And off she went.

There was no way I was going home tonight. I needed a drink bad. I sent a text off to my wife stating that I wasn’t coming home and spending another night on the couch in my office. She was used to me doing this around crunch time for campaigns and she texted me back to say “Don’t work too hard, call me in the am” I walked around the block from our office and hit my favorite sports bar to pound back a couple of drinks.

It was now 12:30am and I was feeling no pain. I finished what I thought was my last drink, set the glass down and then heard beside me, “Buy you another drink Jack?” I turned around to see Sara standing over top of me with her hands on her hips. “How did you know I was here and what are you doing here?” I asked with a sloshed accent. “I was taking a cab home from Finnegan’s bar and noticed your car was still in the parking lot. I figured you’d be here. Are you just gonna sit there or are you gonna ask me to join you?” Sara said. She seemed pretty drunk too.

I ordered another round of drinks for us and tried to make some small talk with Sara. Sara on the other hand wanted to get right to the heart of the matter. “So Jack, all I can think about is what it’s going to take to get you to tell me how this could happen?” I could tell Sara wasn’t going to let this go and I was feeling pretty brave and intoxicated. “What the hell. I have a thing for big tits.” I stated. “No shit, tell me something I don’t know.” Laughed Sara. “Well, there are particular things I like to do so, yeah but hmm…. I don’t know how to explain it.” I was struggling with my words. “Just tell me what you like Jack. I want to know.” Sara seemed really interested at this point.

“Well, I really like cumming on them but I also like it when, hmmmm, when the clothes are still on. Have you ever seen the category on porn sites that’s called Clothed Sex?” I had a hard time looking Sara in her eyes but she reached out and put her hand on mine and said “Go on, tell me more.” “Well, I really like it when they cum on a woman and they’re still wearing a shirt, bra, whatever and it’s all over their tits and clothes. I just think it’s really exciting.” “Now was that so hard to say?” laughed Sara.

“If that’s all you want then let’s go back to your office right now and you can cum on me.” Sara said all this with little effort. Now that I had her interest I thought I might as well go for broke. “Well if you can convince Lynn as well, then you have a deal.” I said with a smirk. “Now that might be a little tougher now wouldn’t it. I’ve known Lynn since high school and I have never seen her with a guy, ever. She’s not exactly what you’d call outgoing and it would take some doing to get you what you want.” Sara thought about it for a minute and then continued to say “Tell you what, you fuck me right now and I will get you the opportunity to cum on Lynn” “And how exactly will you get that to happen?” I asked. “That’s for me to work out. Do we have a deal?” asked Sara.

Within minutes of being back in my office, Sara and I were locked in a passionate kiss. Sara instantly grabbed both of my hands and placed them on her tits. I leaned back and took in the view as I felt all around her large tits through the silky fabric of her blouse. To be able to feel such a large pair of tits for the first time was everything I thought it would be. I stuffed as much as I could into the palms of my hands and I could feel her nipples poking through the fabric. Sara undid a couple of her buttons and I pushed her tits together and stared at her massive cleavage.

Sara reached down and began to unbutton my pants to let lose my eight inch erection. She cupped my balls with one hand and wrapped her other around my thick stick. She squeezed it hard and a drop of pre-cum drizzled out of the crown of my cock. Sara slid her finger across it and brought it up to her mouth to taste. “Ummmm, you taste good Jack!” she purred.

I reached into the fabric of her blouse and pushed it aside so I could see her red bra. It was so soft in the center with beautiful lace all around the edges. I brought my mouth down to her soft exposed skin and ran my tongue along it. Sara definitely liked this because she started pumping my cock with her hand. I ran my tongue all along her bra and up to her neck. I then reached into her bra and squeezed her nipple between my fingers. I slowly worked my tongue back down her neck while pulling her tit out of her bra. I hovered over her nipple with my mouth and breathed on it with my hot breath. I spit out a gob of saliva and dropped it on her nipple and continued to breathe over it for a couple of seconds. Then I opened my mouth as wide as I could and stuffed as much of her nipple in my mouth.

I sucked away at her tit and struggled to wet every section of such a large breast. I was in heaven and this was definitely the biggest tit I had ever tasted. Sara moaned away as I glazed her tit ferociously with my tongue and saliva. She had both hands pumping up and down on my shaft and she brought her lips to my ear and pleaded, “You have to fuck me now Jack. I can’t take it anymore. I need you inside of me now!”

I grabbed the back of Sara’s neck, turned her around and bent her over the front of my desk. With my other hand I lifted her skirt over her ass to expose her red thong underwear. I pushed it aside with my thumb and rammed my cock hard into her cunt. She was so wet that my thick cock slid in inch by inch until my crown pressed against the top of her inner wall. Sara let out one long grunt as I stuffed all of my cock into her. I held my cock deep inside of her, lowered my body onto her back and whispered to her, “Tell me how much you want me to fuck you.”

Sara groaned again and then pleaded with me, “Fuck me Jack! Fuck me hard!” With that she spread her legs more and gripped the edges of my desk with both of her hands waiting to be pounded. I began to slowly push my cock in and out of her swollen cunt while gripping her hips with both of my hands and holding her in place. Every time Sara tried to pick up the pace, I gripped her hips harder and held her down against my desk. “Jack, please give it to me harder. Fuck me harder!” she demanded.

After teasing her for a couple of minutes with my soft, slow thrusts, Sara looked back at me from over her shoulder with wild eyes and said through clenched teeth, “God damn it Jack. I want you to give it to me now, harder, harderrrrr!!!!” I felt she had waited long enough and I started to plunge my pelvis into her so hard the desk started to move under my power. I was like a man possessed pounding her as hard as I could. Her ass giggled with each thrust and you could probably hear the slapping of our skin down the hall.

Sara was now wincing with each thrust and she kept screaming, Yes, Yes, Yessss” All this time of having sex with the same woman unfulfilled had left me with a lot of pent up energy. My wife was more of a missionary no frills, lights off same day of the week kind of woman and now I was with a big tited young woman sprawled across the front of my desk at work in the wee hours of the morning pounding away like I have never been allowed to. The pressure in my nuts were telling me that I was close and it was the finish that I was most looking forward to. The image I constantly dreamed about.

“I’m close Sara!” I moaned. I pulled out of her and stepped back. Sara spun around and dropped to her knees. I took in the stunning vision that started from her legs enchased in panty-hose, her skirt pushed up and crumpled around her waist, one large tit pulled fully out of her blouse with the other in her bra with the blouse open. Sara held her arms open and raised her face to look me in my eyes. I was already jerking my cum covered cock and beating it with purpose. As I felt it build up inside of me I tried to hold it in as long as I could. With one long grunt I began to shoot my load. The first shot hit Sara’s face and hair. The second shot hit her blouse. The third hit her exposed tit. A couple more spirts covered her blouse some more with the remaining falling on her skirt and panty-hose.

I stood there for a good couple of minutes gazing at my seed all over Sara’s face, skin and clothes. I felt dizzy from the excitement of what had happened and what was kneeling before me. “Stay right there.” I asked. I grabbed my phone and took a few pictures of Sara which she gladly posed for. “You did your part Jack and now it’s time to do mine.” Smiled Sara.

Now Sara had a plan in place to invite Lynn to her apartment and get her drunk to loosen her up. “Now Jack, we are going to have to do this a bit at a time to get to the point where you can actually be there and hopefully get your fantasies fulfilled. What I can do for this time though is set up my webcam and you can watch from your office. I’m going to try to convince Lynn to try on some more seductive clothing and you can watch it all happen.” That sounded pretty damn fine to me.

I waited for what seemed like forever for Sara to turn on the camera from the computer in her apartment. I was starting to think this wasn’t going to happen. All of a sudden I receive a text from her saying that she is about to log on. I sat down at my chair and clicked the icon. Right away I’m hearing all sorts of laughter and Sara looking into the camera winking. She steps out of view and I can see Lynn sitting on her couch, a drink in her hand laughing uncontrollably. She appeared completely wasted.

“Lynn, I have known you for years and it’s time you started looking like a woman and getting fucked right proper.” The two girls burst out laughing again. “I don’t know Sara, I’m just not very comfortable wearing clothes like you, I would feel so naked.” Explained Lynn. “That’s because you’ve worn nothing but parka’s all your life. How’s anybody gonna see that beautiful body if you don’t show a little skin.” Shot back Sara. “I’m not as pretty as you are Sara and I don’t have a body like yours either.” “That’s not true and I’ll prove it to you.” Said Sara.

“Why don’t you try on some of my clothes and we’ll doll you up a bit Lynn. You’re about the same size as me I think except your boobs are a lot bigger.” Lynn went beat red with Sara’s statement. “You think you can make me look beautiful like you?” asked Lynn. “I know I can. In fact I’d bet you’d look stunning in some of my clothes. Let me top up your drink. You stay here and I’ll bring out some of my clothes for you to try on.” Sara left the room and I watched Lynn happily hum to herself swaying back and forth trying to keep her balance.

Sara returned from her room with a bunch of clothes which she threw onto the couch. “Now what should we try on first?” Sara seemed just as excited as I was. I was already rubbing my cock through my pants watching, wanting, waiting. “I don’t know, you pick something out.” Said Lynn. “Well first let’s get some of those clothes off of you so we can try some stuff on.” Said Sara. “I’m not sure I can do this Sara. I’ve never been undressed in front of anyone before.” Lynn was starting to panic a bit. “It’s no big deal Lynn, here, watch me. I don’t care if you see me. We’re just two friends trying clothes on.” With that Sara stood sideways in front of the camera and started to undo her shirt.

Lynn’s eyes went wide as Sara unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it out of her pants. Sara turned slightly, which I could tell she did for me and showed off her lacy black bra. Without asking Sara reached over to Lynn and started to unbutton at the neck of Lynn’s blouse. Lynn pulled back a bit but Sara pulled her forward and continued to work the rest of Lynn’s buttons. After she got to the last one, Sara tugged the bottom of Lynn’s shirt out of her pants and parted her blouse to expose Lynn’s bra.

Lynn’s tits were overflowing in her bra and Sara said to her, “We need to get you some new bras, this thing is way too small for you.” Sara ran her hands around Lynn’s bra to try and adjust it and Lynn gasped turning red in the face again. “Lynn, it’s no big deal, see?” Sara pulled her own shirt completely off and reached over to do the same to Lynn. She struggled a bit but quickly gave in and her shirt feel to the floor. Lynn had on a very large brown bra that was by no means frilly but I didn’t care. I couldn’t take my eyes off the screen at the site of those massive tits. Time to pull off my pants 

Lynn was so nervous that she pretty much downed a whole glass of wine in one shot. Sara pulled her closer to her and their tits were now pressed up against one another. With wide eyes Lynn looked down at Sara’s tits pressed into hers in amazement. “Ok, let’s get your pants off next and then we’ll pick out some clothes to try on.” Instructed Sara. “You first.” Out of the mouth of Lynn. Sara smiled and wiggled her jeans off exposing her matched black thong. “My God, there’s hardly any material there.” Said Lynn. They both laughed and again Sara took the initiative and stared to undo Lynn’s belt synched around her waist. As soon as it was undone they feel to the floor because Lynn’s pants were so oversized.

“Jesus Lynn, those are granny panties you have on there.” I had to agree, there was a lot of material there covering Lynn’s ass but at the same time it was still pretty exciting. Sara reached down to the pile of clothes on the couch and picked up a pair of panties. Lynn shook her head no and asked, “Do you have anything with a bit more material? I’m not shaved like you are.” Sara smiled and picked up another pair and waved it at Lynn. Sara then dropped to her knees and started to pull Lynn’s underwear down to her feet. Lynn was very bushy and I was intrigued that Sara seemed to hover inches away from Lynn’s snatch.

Lynn stepped into Sara’s panties and Sara worked them back up to Lynn’s waist and cupped both her ass checks pretending to adjust them when it was pretty clear she was getting in a good feel for herself. “Those look nice on you Lynn” stated Sara. Lynn looked down at herself and seemed pretty pleased with what she saw. “Now I have this very cute long skirt that I think would look great on you.” Lynn obeyed and put it on. Then Sara handed her a cotton scoop neck t-shirt with no sleeves. Lynn pulled it over her head and the shirt hugged every part of her body. Lynn’s tits looked huge wrapped in the thin cotton. She seemed somewhat skeptical and downed another full glass of wine.

“Now let’s do something about that hair.” Sara pulled out a chair and placed it right in front of the camera. “Sit here and I’ll get some hair gel.” Lynn looked down and checked out her whole body while Sara was gone. Sara still wearing only her thong and bra, stood behind Lynn who was sitting in the chair in front of me and started to put gel in Lynn’s hair. Sara removed Lynn’s glasses, took a brush and combed all of Lynn’s hair back. What happened next almost made me blow my load right then and there.

Sara started rubbing Lynn’s shoulders, looked directly at me in the camera and smiled. Lynn’s eyes were closed and she was swaying a bit in the chair. Sara started to run her hands down the top of Lynn’s exposed skin on her breasts and then she leaned over and cupped both of her tits. Lynn’s eyes jolted open, “What are you doing??” “Sshh, just go with it. Let me show you what it can feel like to be a woman.” Lynn started to squirm in her chair but Sara continued to play with her tits. Slowly Lynn started to calm down and I’m sure being so drunk was playing to Sara’s advantage.

Sara reached into the back of Lynn’s t-shirt and unclasped her bra. It was obvious Lynn’s bra was very constraining because I watched her chest size expand even more. Sara then reached into the front of Lynn’s t-shirt and cupped one of her tits. No resistance from Lynn this time. Just a soft moan. Sara looked up at me through the camera as she played with Lynn’s tits.

Sara reached down even further from behind Lynn and pulled the material of her skirt up to her waist. I could now see Lynn’s panties plus an awesome view of Sara’s tits hanging over Lynn’s shoulders. She reached down and ran a couple of fingers over Lynn’s panties. “Stop, I don’t think we should do this. It’s wrong, you’re a woman” pleaded Lynn. “Who better than your best friend to show you what it could feel like. Let me show you how nice this can feel.” Responded Sara. She pressed two fingers hard into Lynn’s panties and Lynn let out another groan.

Sara grabbed Lynn’s face and kissed her hard. I had to let go of my cock or else it would have been all over for me. I watched them kiss some more, tongues swirling and Sara’s fingers working Lynn’s soaked panties. Lynn had now lost all inhabitations as she spread her legs more to give Sara’s fingers more room to dig. Lynn reached up with her hand and wrapped it around Sara head and kiss her deeper. I could see everything perfectly in front of my computer screen and the view was breathtaking.

Sara knew what she was doing and what it would take to bring Lynn along to a heightened state to make her next moves. Sara released her lips on Lynn, pulled out one of Lynn’s giant tits and moved beside her. Lynn’s eyes followed her the whole way as Sara took Lynn’s tit in both hands and stuck her mouth directly onto Lynn’s nipple. Lynn threw her head back as soon as Sara’s wet mouth touched her skin. Sara sucked Lynn’s tit and then run her tongue along it like a dog lapping up water. She continued and watched Lynn’s face as she was quickly becoming lost in pleasure.

Sara pulled her own thong off her body, stood up, looked Lynn in her eyes and said, “Pull off your panties.” Lynn obeyed without hesitation but stayed on the chair. “Show me how you touch yourself.” She continued. Lynn ran her hands down her body towards her swollen cunt but Sara stopped her. “Touch mine not yours.” Demanded Sara. Sara moved in between Lynn’s right leg and Lynn slowly reached up to Sara’s parted legs and stuck her finger between Sara’s cunt lips. Lynn looked into Sara’s eyes for approval to ensure she was doing it right. “Put your fingers in.” moaned Sarah.

Lynn did as she as was instructed but she didn’t move her fingers once inside Sara’s wet cunt. “Like this Honey.” Sarah reached down, pushed two fingers into Lynn’s cunt and began to finger fuck her. Sara was gentle to start as it was probably the first time anyone had done that to her. Lynn’s eyes went wide again with the new sensation between her legs but once she regained her composure, she started to mimic the finger movements herself.

Sara wisely let Lynn determine the pace. She knew once Lynn was ready, she’d pick up the pace herself. She wanted to make this a totally enjoyable experience and not frighten her. Gradually Lynn became more relaxed so Sara decided to stick a third finger into her hot wetness. Lynn mimicked Sara’s move and soon fingers were sloshing in and out at a quick pace.

Sara could tell Lynn was on the verge of climax so she leaned forward, grabbed Lynn’s big tit with her free hand and searched out her clit to finish her off. I wrapped my hand around my throbbing cock and began to pump it again.

Once Sara had found the magic spot on Lynn, she twirled and pinched at it until Lynn couldn’t take it anymore. She began to shudder and her juices spilled out of her onto the chair and Sara’s hand. Lynn continued to shove her fingers in and out of Sara trying to give her the same pleasure. Sara reached down and played with her own clit as Lynn pumped her fingers into her. I stood up from my chair and released gobs of semen all over my desk. I watched Sara start to convulse herself as her own juices started to run down the inside of her legs.

All three of us stood motionless panting from this spectacular experience. Lynn cumming for the first time under the power of another woman, Sara being brought off by her best friend while knowing I was watching from my computer and for myself, the most exciting thing I had ever witnessed in my life. I was also excited because I knew there would be more to come and I am very hopeful that I’ll get the chance to cum all over these two sets of big tits.

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God-fearing 20-year-old Sophie explores her sinful side by spying on her church mates. But she gets more than she bargained for when her voyeurism is interrupted by Rollo.

‘Amen!’, the church full of young adults said by themselves when the prayer ended. It wasn’t camp’s first “amen” nor was it the last, but it was the last for the day. “What camp?”, you might ask. Well, the weekend camp for single Christians looking for a partner like myself. I’m Sophie, a 20-year-old Catholic girl. It was not actually my intention to seek company in such a place, but my father is quite strict when it comes to dating. Over the years, I’ve had a few short-term relationships, but all of them were squashed by my father. He ended them for various reasons, but all of them were tied to religion or “our way of life”. One boy wasn’t the right kind of Christian; he was a “filthy” Lutheran. Another boy had not been Catholic long enough. It was not enough for my father that he had converted. And one girl… well I think you probably guess why my father did not approve of me dating a girl. Anyway, my dad is the main reason why I am in this silly camp. He wants me to find a suitable husband from this pool of preapproved people.

There are some things that I need to disclose before I continue with my story. I am technically a virgin. If there is one thing that my family taught me, it is the value of having intact hymen. Who knew that a woman’s value could only be measured with purity? Well, apparently Christians knew that… Anyway, silly or not, that thin piece of skin was valued in the small part of the world that I was part of, and that made it important. Even I could see that. So although I never really did share the values of my family, I made sure I stayed pure… technically. Oral, anal, and masturbation do not count, right? 😉

It is extremely difficult to find a husband (or wife) without playing around. So I did test the waters, but due to lack of evidence, I am still pristine for my future partner. Both Mark and Justin praised my ass when we had sex. It felt okay, but I never really understood what the big deal was. With Amanda I experienced my first orgasm, she used her tongue and fingers to make me cum. We had talked about my convictions so she was careful with her fingers. She was also the reason for me to learn how to touch myself and explore my body. Imagine my surprise when she told me that she actually learned about this at school… Because the school I went to just called it a sin and told us to avoid masturbation at all costs. Anyway, Amanda moved away and we’ve not talked since. I am not sure if my father had anything to do with that, but I cannot rule it out. He has some serious pull when he wants something.

‘Sophie!’, my friend Liz shouted to me to get my attention. The crowd of young men and women were leaving the sermon area so it was quite noisy. I turned around to greet Liz who was grinning at me. That grin usually meant that she had some juicy gossip and she did not disappoint. ‘Sophie! You won’t believe what I heard. Not here! I need to tell this to you in private.’, Liz told me while being excited. She pulled outside of the building where we could be alone. She looked like she was about to burst when she opened her mouth. ‘They are going to do it! Yuka and Nala are going to full lesbo today!!!! I heard them talking about it before the sermon. Did you hear me? They are going to do it!’, she practically yelled. ‘Geez Liz! Yes, I heard you. The whole camp probably hears you if you keep shouting like that.’, I replied. There had been rumors since Friday that those two might be looking for something other than husbands from this camp, and those rumors seem to be correct. “Naughty girls…”, I thought while thinking it through.

Since those two are going to be somewhat important for my story later, I probably should describe them with a few words. As her name hints, Yuka is originally from Japan. Her family moved to Europe when she was young and then converted to Christianity. She looks like a stereotypical pretty and petite Asian girl. She is very light-weight and quite short, under 160 centimeters. She has small A-cup breasts, but her slim figure is quite attractive. Nala on the other hand is from Africa. I am not sure where, but I believe somewhere from the West Coast. She is the tallest girl here, taller than most boys. It is difficult to estimate her weight since she has quite a bit of muscle mass even though she is quite slender. And she has a much larger bosom than her soon-to-be lover. Girls at the camp are quite envious of her chest, myself included. Those two girls are definitely a strange pair, good for them. I do hope that they have fun.

And that reminds me… I have not yet told you everything you need to know about me. Thanks to my Irish background, I have long and curly red hair. And the carpet matches the drapes if you know what I mean. My somewhat pale complexion is completed with several freckles here and there. I work out regularly and I eat healthily. I am not really athletic, but I do try to stay in shape. I am quite proud that the scale stops at 50 kg. I mean it could be a little higher since I am 175 centimeters tall. I would not mind a few extra kilos if it meant bigger breasts, but hey, “B” in B-cups stands for “Beautiful”, right? I feel that I am quite realistic with my looks. Many girls nowadays rate themselves as 10 or higher. I rate myself as cute and that works for me.

‘Liz, you know what? I am going to catch them in the act.’, I told my friend with an odd sense of confidence. I have no idea why I said that. There was no doubt whatsoever that I did want to see those two going at it, but it is one thing to fantasize about something, and it is another thing to do something about it. Maybe I wanted to prove something to my friend Liz, I don’t know. ‘SOPHIE! What are you saying? What do you do if get caught?’, Liz asked me. ‘I don’t get caught. Since you are going to help me out Liz.’, I continued with my bravado. ‘I need you to be my eyes and ears, and let me know when they try to sneak away. Also, you just need to make sure that no one is coming to look for me when I follow after those two. And if everything goes as planned, you will get to see the pictures.’, I grinned like I had everything planned in my mind. My friend Liz was clearly surprised, but played along, ‘I will keep an eye out and no one will know that you will be gone, Sophie. I promise.’.

Since it was already Saturday and the final evening of the camp, it was obvious that those two would try to act out their desires tonight, most likely when the rest of the camp was mingling beside the lake. It was also obvious that they were not going to do it at the camp. There would be too many eyes for privacy and it would not look good for their families if those two got caught in the middle of camp which was organized by the church. I had a few ideas in my head about where they would go, but I could not be sure without keeping an eye on them. It was already autumn time but it was still quite bright (and oddly warm), so it meant that Liz and I could watch them from afar. Sure enough, we saw them leaving the party and entering the woods around 5pm. ‘This is it Liz. Just make sure that no one will follow me to the forest and we should be golden.’, I said to my friend. She nodded and replied, ‘Got it, Soph. Have fun.’. I grinned mischievously and thought by myself, “Oh yes, I will.”.

While waiting for Yuka and Nala to start their plan, I got more excited and explored my feelings. Since I had been with Amanda in the past, I was curious to see the chemistry between those two girls. I did not really think of myself as lesbian, but the bi in me was going nuts about all of this. And the thought of capturing their intimate moment on camera was just the icing on the cake. I had no idea what I would do with the pictures or recording, but even thinking about different possibilities made my panties moist. I knew that I did not want to expose them any further, but maybe a little blackmail would not be the end of the world.

I made sure that I was not seen by those two. They must be paranoid about what they were planning to do, so I had to be careful. In hindsight, I could have been more careful with my planning. I was wearing a brownish long-sleeved shirt, which was fine. But my black knee-height skirt was not really practical for roaming in bushes. Oh well, too late now. I simply had to deal with it for now. However, I did not need to take it for long since I soon realized where they were going. 2-3 kilometers away from the campsite, there is a pond and a very small beach. It is quite remote and no one would accidentally walk there from the party. “YES!”, I celebrated in silence. I was hoping that they were on their way to that location due to one very important reason. On the other side of the pond, roughly 50 meters away from the beach, there was a cliff. A cliff from where one could easily see the beach and hopefully two girls doing it. The cliff was high enough that it would be easy to hide on top of it. At first, I was slightly concerned that my bright red hair would stand out from all the green, but luckily the autumn had already colored many of the leaves red which meant that I was blessed with rare and natural camouflage.

When I was sure that they were moving for that place, I disengaged and started to move towards the cliff. The environment was not really easy to move with a skirt, but at least I did not need to hide that much. I tried to stay as quiet as I could, however, I did rush a bit so I could get into the position around the same time as they came to the beach. I had not visited the top of the cliff before, so I did not yet know what to expect. When I arrived, I took a look around. The top of the cliff was somewhat uneven and it had many smaller cracks. I did not worry at all that the rock would come crashing down, but one should be mindful of their car keys while hanging there. It would not be fun to try to fish the keys from the cracks.

After a short glance, I chose the spot where I wanted to lay down. One of those cracks would be right under me, so I made sure that all the small items on me were secured in pockets or on the ground close by. From this spot, I would have a straight view down to the beach and I was relatively sure that they would not be able to notice me. I crawled the last two meters to make sure that my plan worked. “Take it easy Sophie. You are almost there.”, I assured myself. I could hear giggling somewhere below me which gave me a naughty smile. This was really happening.

The spot I chose was around a meter away from the edge. The ground was uneven, but it worked to my advantage. I was able to lay quite comfortable there, stay out of sight, and still see (and apparently hear) down to the beach. I saw Yuka and Nala right away. They had brought a large red towel with them and they were laying on top of it. It seems that even though I had hurried, the few extra minutes of climbing, made me miss the beginning. They had already started to set the mood for the evening. I stayed still and just stared at them. There was no point to start playing with the camera on my cellphone just yet. It looked like they were talking to each other, but I could not hear the details this far away. From up here, the height and size difference of those two were even more evident. With those muscles and sheer mass, Nala could have her way with Yuka with the petite Japanese girl. I won’t lie, I’d pay to see that. But something tells me that those two will have a more intimate evening. They must be so happy to hear that I was nice enough to record it all.

Things were heating up when Yuka climbed on top of Nala and started to kiss her. It was doubtful that they would take their eyes away from each other from this point forward, so I felt confident that there was no chance for them to notice me. I took my cellphone and started to record their moment. They took their time while embracing each other. I heard occasional moans between the kissing and it was clear to me that they were enjoying each other. It was Yuka who pulled away (it’s not like Nala had a chance while being under Yuka anyway) and started unbuttoning her shirt while locking her eyes with Nala. It surprised me that Yuka was not wearing anything underneath that shirt. Two pieces of red tape covered her nipples, but that was it. I do not know if Nala was aware of her lover’s risque choice, but she did not hesitate to reach for Yuka’s petite chest immediately when Yuka’s body was revealed. Gently Nala removed the pieces of tape, sat up, and started kissing Yuka’s bare breasts. Yuka was facing towards the sky and I could hear her gasping from the sensation she was having.

Even if Yuka was astride on Nala’s body, Nala could still easily reach to suck Yuka’s breasts. The dark-skinned African was like a gentle giantess holding a fragile fairy in her embrace. Yuka took this position as an opportunity to start pulling the blouse from Nala. The giantess pushed her arms upwards to ease the process and the piece of clothing was thrown to the sand. Nimble fingers of Yuka easily untangled the hook of the brassiere and magnificent black breasts were revealed. The fairy pushed Nala back on the towel and just stared at the view in awe. I heard Yuka saying, ‘You look beautiful…’, while she was playing with Nala’s nipples. ‘Please touch me more Yuka.’, Nala moaned and pulled Yuka’s face towards her chest. Yuka did not need more encouragement and she latched on Nala’s breasts with lust in her eyes. Alright fine! I did not see the lust in her eyes, but there must’ve been something 😉

Seeing those two in action was making me wet. I wanted to touch myself so badly, but I could not really do anything while recording those two. However, the throbbing sensation was soon overwhelming and I just could not take it anymore. I placed the cell phone on the rocky area and made sure that the camera was pointing to the right spot. The red towel made it easy for me to focus the camera, it was less than likely that they would move away from that spot. While I was setting down my camera Nala started to feel Yuka’s ass while Yuka was still licking Nala’s breasts. Yuka was wearing a skirt on top of her stockings and Nala’s fingers pressed hard against the thin fabric. Sometimes the black amazon moved her hands up and down Yuka’s thighs, and sometimes she squeezed the legs and butt of the petite girl. ‘Touch me Nala, touch me.’, Yuka moaned loudly while preparing to attack Nala’s other nipple. Nala pushed her hand under Yuka’s skirt and touched her groin. The black girl replied while smiling, ‘Your panties are soaking wet Yuka.’. When hearing Nala’s comment, the small Asian girl let out a lewd giggle, ‘It’s all because of you.’.

I am not sure who was more horny; Yuka, Nala, or myself. Peeping those two has made me heat up and I simply had to touch myself. I had not realized how much I wanted to see some girl-on-girl action. I still did not think of myself as lesbian, but it was obvious that Amanda had left her mark on me. I sat down and pushed my right hand under the elastic band of my skirt. I felt the moistness of my pussy through the panties and I thought, “Oh my god!” when I realized that my panties were completely soaked. I could not wait any longer so I carefully moved the panties aside to expose my steaming vagina. My middle finger slipped inside of my wet hole with haste. It was like my cunt simply sucked my finger inside. ‘Aaaah…’, I whispered when the pleasure attacked my senses. “Yes, this is what I needed.”, I thought when I began to masturbate.

I soon realized that I would be missing that action down at the beach if I stayed touching myself in the sitting position. Those two were the sole reason why I was here today and I wanted to see it all. I laid back down on my stomach, but I kept my middle finger inside of me. I was on my knees and supporting myself with one hand, while the other hand had more important things to do. Fortunately, I had not missed anything and instead, I was just in time. Nala placed her fingers on the sides of Yuka’s skirt to pull it down along with Yuka’s stockings and panties. Yuka giggled again when she felt what Nala was doing. To help Nala, Yuka slowly stretched her body forward on top of Nala’s. This movement made tight clothing roll easily downwards as long as Nala kept holding and pulling from the sides. Yuka and Nala were now face to face and Yuka started kissing Nala while Nala was finishing undressing the Japanese girl. When the tangled mess of Yuka’s clothing reached her knees, Yuka raised her lower body as much as possible without breaking the kiss they were sharing. And with one firm movement, Nala dragged Yuka’s clothing to her ankles. That was the single most erotic move that I had ever seen in my life.

While Nala was stronger, Yuka was definitely the more flexible one. Yuka was only wearing her unbuttoned shirt while her naked bottom was standing tall. The bendy Asian girl had her hands and feet firmly on the towel and she was still kissing Nala like nothing had happened. After several hot seconds, she got completely up and stood semi-nude over Nala who was lying on her back. Nala took this moment and removed the Yuka’s clothing that was still caught to her ankles. I saw how Yuka was touching her vagina while smiling mischievously at the black girl below her. And that was the last thing I remember before I climaxed. It was an odd sensation. Those two had not even gotten past disrobing before I masturbated myself to my first orgasm of the evening. ‘Mmhmm… Ummn…’, I whimpered. I was still sane enough to try to stay quiet, but it was not an easy job. If I had not stuffed the sleeve of my shirt to my mouth, I would have shouted so loudly that even camp would have wondered what was going on in the forest.

The climax was as powerful as it was surprising. The sexy vision of those two preparing each other’s bodies for an evening of lovemaking was just too much for my aroused mind. I could taste my pussy juices through the sleeve in my mouth and I found it intoxicating. I had not planned to muffle myself by using the same hand which was moments earlier exploring my vagina, but I did not mind it at all. I was trying to support my body with my left hand, but convulsions from the pleasure forced me down to my stomach. I ended up rolling uncontrollably on the hard ground while rapture ran its course. I was ruining my clothes by doing this, but my blissed-out mind did not mind. It simply wanted to enjoy the sensation and ride the high.

“Jesus Christ…”, I thought when I started to return from heaven. It felt like I cummed for hours, but in the end, it had only been a few seconds. I was so wet by now that I knew that my underwear was ruined and there was a solid chance that I had to wash my skirt completely. The evidence of my moist orgasm was trickling down my thighs while I was trying to catch my breath. ‘AH!’, I suddenly grunted when I realized that I was missing all the fun. I crawled back to my original position close to the edge to see down to the beach.

As I said, it had only been a few seconds so in the end I did not miss much. Yuka was pulling the jeans from Nala’s legs while Nala was still lying on a towel and enjoying the view. “Thank God.”, I thought in my mind when I realized that many of the good things were still coming. However, it was doubtful that God was giving me any support to engage in the voyeurism of two pretty girls. He should… but still unlikely. I checked the camera angle and it was still able to catch the action. “Thank God for that too.”, I thought while grinning due to my blasphemy.

Yuka dragged the pants from the black amazon and now only underwear remained. The petite Japanese girl gently spread Nala’s legs and kneeled down between them. She reached towards Nala’s groin and touched her panties with her fingers. Nala opened her mouth and moaned when she felt the touch at her private parts. Yuka was in no rush to remove the fabric separating her from the moistening vagina, but instead, she played through a piece of clothing. She had time on her side so Yuka kept teasing her partner slowly. I could hear Nala whimpering more lewdly with every passing second. Soon the girl from Africa was pinching her own nipples and actively trying to push her groin against Yuka’s hands. ‘Oh my God this is hot.’, I said myself.

I was mesmerized. I had just cummed once, but I felt the throbbing sensation between my legs again. Something naughty had woken inside of me and was taking control. Instinctively I started to reach towards my drooling pussy. And that is when things spiraled out of my control. In my state of arousal, I did not pay attention to the camera which was placed next to me. It was not very firmly set, basically just leaning against a rock. So when I moved my hand, I accidentally knocked the camera over. ‘Crap.’, I said and I tried to grab the camera. But instead of fixing the situation, I made it worse. I nudged the camera again and this time it rolled down from the rock it was on… and straight into one of the cracks below me. ‘FUCK!’, I said slightly louder but quiet enough so it was doubtful that my churchmates heard me.

I was angry at myself. This was the one thing I had prepared to avoid when I saw the cliff being full of cracks, not to drop anything down to those cracks. I stared at the phone less than a meter below me. Fortunately, it had rolled over so the display side was up so it did not slip any further. But if I did not get it quickly, I would miss the show at the beach. I took a quick glance and I saw Yuka now being more forceful with her efforts to touch Nala through her panties. “God damnit! Just wait for a moment!”, I swore in my mind. I reached as far as I could, but I was only able to brush the screen. The recording switched to selfie mode and I saw myself from the display. “Good job Sophie. Many blackmailers record their faces as well when they make their blackmail materials.”, I scolded myself.

“Just a little further…”, I thought while trying to reach to the side of the cellphone. I even tried to use both of my hands by slipping my left arm from the other side of the crack, but I couldn’t extend myself far enough. Maybe I had pushed it even further down or something. Either way, I needed a tool or stick or something to get my phone. I only need an extra few centimeters. “Forest probably has something I could use to add to my reach.”, I thought. That is when I came to a sudden realization. My left wrist was stuck at the crack. The crack was a lot narrower from that side and I simply could not pull my arm back.

I laughed at my misfortune because I did not really take things seriously. And why should I? I mean stuff happens and it is not like I will be stuck for good. Right? The worst-case scenario would be that I miss two beautiful lesbians having the time of their lives. Alright, missing that would suck, but it was not the end of the world. I tried to yank my hand free with one swift pull but to no avail. The sharp edges of the crack just dug deeper into my skin and I yelped from the short but sharp pain. It was obvious that I could not force my way out, I had to figure out something else.

‘YES! YES YUKA!’, I heard Nala screaming. It seems things are further escalating at the beach. Even though I was stuck, I could not stop myself from feeling aroused by those lewd moans. Maybe Yuka started to finger Nala or maybe even lick that delicious pussy… Ideas kept coming and I was feeling frustrated since I could not witness it all. Or maybe I wanted to experience something like that. Like in a trance, I dragged my skirt up with my free hand and touched my puffy labia through the soaked fabric. ‘Aaaah…’, I whimpered while closing my eyes. “Yes… I would do anything if someone pulled down these panties and started to lick me nice and slow…”, I thought by myself. I should have been careful about what I wished for.

Unbeknownst to me, while I had been spying on Nala and Yuka, something had its eyes, ears, and nose focused on me. That certain something was Rollo, a large German Shepherd. Rollo had a home a few kilometers away and unlike many others of his species, he was allowed to explore the woods. He did not consider his human owner as master but as the leader of the pack. This pack leader preferred that Rollo had some independence and that Rollo acted based on his instincts. That made Rollo efficient when it came time to hunt. But this time Rollo was not hunting to satisfy his hunger, Rollo was working based on a completely different base instinct. He had sensed something rare and precious, he had smelled a bitch in heat. And not just one, but three bitches. Two of them were waiting for him next to drinkable water, but one was close to Rollo and he would have his way with her, for the good of the pack of course.

Rollo had taken his time. He had waited that bitch had prepared herself properly for Rollo. For a while the bitch had just laid on the ground, most likely showing her submission towards Rollo. The German Shepherd approved of this behavior. However, Rollo did not know why bitch saw it necessary to roll on the dirt while moaning, but surely it was also for Rollo’s benefit. Just when Rollo was getting impatient, the bitch finally presented herself properly; pulling that pointless cover from her behind and pushing her rump into the air. The intoxicating smell of the bitch grew stronger and Rollo walked towards the willing female. This was going to be a good day for Rollo. Of course, I learned this all at a later date, but I felt that the story needed some “artistic” context to make more sense.

I felt how something warm, wet, and stiff dragged over the thin fabric covering my most private parts and I shrieked, ‘WHA-!?!’. I turned my head around and I saw the largest dog I had ever seen exploring my backside. The sheer presence of the dog was enough to freeze me. The German Shepherd had black and brown fur. The black fur on his face made it look like he had an intimidating mask of sorts. Everything about this dog said to me that this animal is something that does what it wants. And my instincts were not wrong.

Even from a meter away, I could see the tag hanging from his collar which said “Rollo”. ‘Nice Rollo. Good Rollo.’, I said with a shaky voice. He clearly recognized the name, but hearing that name did not make him any more docile or relaxed. Rollo was laser-focused on his own tasks that it made no difference for him that his next bitch would know that name. My underwear was beyond moist at this point and Rollo pushed his tongue hard against the white fabric.

I whimpered when pleasure hit me, but I fought back immediately. I was conflicted, but I still would not degrade myself for a dog. With my free hand, I flipped my skirt back to protect my bottom. Rollo did not like the extra cover and I was about to learn what was my place in this relationship. Before I had even time to pull my hand back, I felt his teeth digging into my wrist. ‘ARGH!’, I shouted from the sharp pain. The bite was not hard, it was meant as a message. And I heard that message loud and clear, ‘Stop it and you might survive this.’. I became pale white with the realization. Just a second earlier, I was prepared to kick the mutt, but now I was in the presence of an alpha male and there was only one thing I could do, submit. Rollo kept his teeth around my arm for a moment and then let it go. I looked into his eyes, swallowed loudly, and placed my hand back at my front. Rollo’s eyes did the talking, ‘Good girl.’.

In no time at all, Rollo had pushed his head under my skirt and was trying to find the delicious part he had enjoyed just moments ago. It was obvious that my semi-long skirt which was now covering my ass was somewhat problematic for an animal like Rollo who did not have the advantage of opposable thumbs. Whenever he was nearing his prize, the skirt got tangled to his ears or face and blocked the access. I could sense the frustration from the large animal not only on the mental level but on the physical as well. I felt his teeth and nails on my skin when he was fighting with a stubborn piece of clothing and at the end of every struggle the skirt fell back to its designed place. ‘Ouch! Ah!’, I whimpered until I could no longer stand the situation. When Rollo stepped back for the 5th time, I took my free hand and started pulling the skirt up.

“What are you doing Sophie!?!”, I asked myself. It was obvious what I was doing, but even today I wonder “why” I did it. Maybe I thought that if I just allowed him to lick my panties, he would be satisfied. Maybe the scratches were too painful to handle. Or maybe the sheer dominance of alpha males made me accept my fate. No matter the reason, it was not going to be the only act of submission that I was going to show that evening. I had expected Rollo to attack my wrist again, but the German Shephard just waited calmly while I exposed my white butt cheeks to him. When I placed my hand again in front of me, like a good little bitch, Rollo returned to his prize. He started to lick my sensitive pussy through the white underwear that I had worn today.

I felt the same pleasure that had surprised me a moment ago. But this time I did not try to block the animal behind me. I had to allow him to explore my private parts. With the vigor of a young male, Rollo started to sample my taste. He was fast, he was rough and he was efficient. And the more he dragged his stiff tongue on top of my labia, the more aroused I became. ‘Aaah… Aaah… Oooh…’, I moaned whenever his mouth meat careassed my erect clitoris. Every second that flew by, my pussy produced more of that sweet nectar that Rollo wanted to suck with his salivating mouth.

Rollo’s instincts told him that there was more to be achieved here when his tongue accidentally touched my bare skin from the side of the panties. The “artificial” fur tasted nice, but there was more to be had. When the dog tried to dig deeper he found my puffy labia and my virginal drooling hole. ‘Yes… NO…! Aaaah!’, I yelped in pleasure. I might’ve been under his spell, but he was now dangerously close to my innocence. I felt conflicted, and yet still extremely aroused. But what I felt meant nothing to him. He wanted to get deeper and he skillfully forced his tongue completely under the thin fabric covering my sex.

His tongue was now in direct contact with my pussy and it felt wonderful. It shouldn’t have felt like that and I tried to deny the sensations that my netherregions were sending to my brain, but little by little I was more in heat. ‘HARDER NALA!’, I hear Yuka screaming from the beach and it just fueled my own sensation. I did not know what the African amazon did to the petite Japanese girl, but it was obvious that they were enjoying each other. I imagined Nala holding Yuka in the air while she ate her pussy. Or maybe Nala had a strap-on and she was having her way with Yuka while pegging. Either way, I did not have the luxury to focus on those two. I should pay attention to the alpha male who was having his way with me and my underwear. I heard soft growling when Rollo bit the thin band which was designed to keep my panties from falling… and he pulled as hard as he could. My lower body was briefly lifted from the ground by the strong dog until the rubber band finally gave in and my underwear was torn in pieces. My vagina and asshole were now fully exposed to the hungry stare of a horny dog.

Rollo was not satisfied by only looking at the glistening backside, he attacked me right away. Nothing prevented him from lapping my moist pussy and savoring every drop of my juices. His first lick was like electricity had hit me. It felt just so raw. I could feel how I was blushing when I knew that it was just a matter of time before this dog would make me orgasm with his rough tongue. Slurping sounds echoed in my ears when Rollo’s started dragging his stiff tongue from the tip of my clitoris, all the way to my tender asshole. I was moaning like a bitch in heat and I could not do anything to prevent myself from acting like one. Not while this dog was giving me the oral sex of a lifetime.

The German Shepherd was very eager in his exploration. Not a single square millimeter of my sweet vagina and enticing asshole was missed when he was enjoying the taste of my holes. I had already experienced a climax from touching my sensitive pussy and Rollo was doing his best to trigger me again. His tongue darted in and out from my cunt to dig up as much of that tasty pussy juice as possible. It was shallow penetration, but it was still deeper than I had ever dared to go even with my own fingers. That was enough to push me over the figurative edge and make me cum like a common whore. ‘OooooooooooOooOh YEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!’, I screamed louder than I wanted. Fortunately, Nela and Yuka were eating each other’s pussies at the same time and thus they did not notice me cumming at the top of the cliff.

I squirted at Rollo’s face and he did not mind the shower. He found the taste of my female ejaculation delicious and tried his best to lap every drop. My body was convulsing and I was fighting to control myself. But it was impossible to avoid further stimulus while having my pussy eaten by something as determined as Rollo. His mouth made me cum over and over again without any chance to regain my sanity. Amanda had given my first taste for such pleasure, but it was nothing compared to Rollo’s tongue tornado. My face was like one of those ahegao girls where my tongue was lolling outside of my mouth and my eyes had rolled behind my head. It was sufficient to say that my mind had briefly exited from my head.

Although Rollo loved the amount of pussy juices he got to drink, it was not his end goal. He was here to breed. While I was orgasming like a sow, Rollo determined that he had done enough to prepare the bitch in front of him. He saw no reason to beat around the bush, and he mounted me while I still tried to fight off the blissful sensations that Rollo himself had forced me to endure. I am ashamed of how many pokes against my pussy mound it took for me to realize what was going on. “OH MY GOD! ROLLO IS TRYING TO HAVE SEX WITH ME?!”, I screamed in my mind while still squirting from the rolling orgasm.

Rollo had been humping me hard for a while before I was able to push out the clouds from my mind. I could feel his unsheathed penis trying to locate the welcoming hole where he could unload his ballsack. ‘No no no no no… This can be happening…’, I begged while trying to figure a way out. I had heard that there are humans who mate with animals, but there is no way in literal hell that those people are allowed to go to heaven. “I cannot let this happen.”, I told myself. But there was not much I could do while being stuck between rock and cock.

The German Shephard missed my vagina narrowly numerous times. I thanked God every time, but Rollo was tireless in his effort to impale me. I could not see what was happening between my legs since the skirt and the dog was blocking the view, but I could feel the growing cock seesawing on top of my labia. The size was scary. If it finds its mark, it will no doubt rearrange my internal organs while at it. It was just a matter of time if I did not do something. The only thing I could think of was just lying down on the rocky bed. If I did not show my rump, Rollo would have no means to penetrate me. “Please, God. Let this work.”, I prayed in my mind.

The humping dog knew that he was close to burying his bone. So saying that he was less than pleased when I launched my plan, would be underselling it. Rollo was furious but most importantly he was smart. He understood right away what had happened and I found his teeth at the side of my neck only two seconds later. The sting at my neck and intimating growling right next to my ear reminded me of the situation. Like before, something primordial woke inside of me when 20 years of religious upbringing was drained from my head. It was not my place to defy him. It was not my place to say that what he had in mind was unnatural. It was my place to obey and survive. It was my place to let him have his way with my body. He is the alpha and I am a bitch.

Submissively I raised my ass back up and presented my backside to the angry dog. He kept his teeth at my neck through the whole process. I knew my place, but he wanted to make sure that there was no further confusion about the situation. After a few more seconds Rollo was ready to proceed. The humping resumed and I was mentally preparing myself to lose my virginity while the jaw released its grip. Even though I knew my place, a few tears were still running down my face. His baton was as hard as ever and it was hammering wildly on top of my moist labia. It was just a matter of time before he would find the spot and penetrate deep into my virginal pussy. But before that happened, my semi-broken mind found a solution that even Rollo might accept. Only a person who was “technically” a virgin could have figured this idea out and even I did not love it. The question formed in my mind while I was sobbing, “What if I allowed him to fuck my ass?”.

No one with even half of a brain cell would have come to that conclusion, but I did. The German Shepherd had worked hard to make me give in, however, some things were more difficult to forget. My “purity” was hard-coded into my brain by my parents and I would do a lot to preserve it. Even if it meant to let this beast claim my asshole. That is how I justified my “Sophie’s choice” to myself.

With a sense of panic, I reached between my legs with my free hand to find the monster cock that was going back and forth to find my virginal pussy hole. I felt the wetness oozing from my hungry cunt. It was a god-damn miracle that he had not already forced that tool inside of me. This was the first time my fingers touched his malehood. It was just as scary as I had thought before. The pointy head was made to penetrate tight bitches and the way Rollo used his meatstick told me that he meant business. The cock was spewing something slippery from the tip and when I kept exploring the area around my tummy, it became evident that he had been doing that for a while. I looked it up on the internet at next day and I found out that when male dogs are mating, they will shoot out pre-cum substance to better penetrate the bitches. Even though I did not know it at the moment, I was thankful for the extra lube. It would come in use…

“Now or never Sophie.”, I encourage myself while touching the alpha male’s cock with my fingers. I grabbed his penis with my hand and I tried to hold him there. It was a slippery bastard, but I was able to manage it. I could hear and feel low growling at the side of my head. My messed up mind was able to translate the message that Rollo wanted to convey, ‘You bitch better know what you are doing or else.’. If the German Shephard thought for a moment that I was once again fighting back at him, those teeth would find my pretty little neck in an instant. I tried to speak calmly to the male who claimed ownership of me, ‘Easy boy. I am just helping you.’. It was extremely difficult to try to be calm while I was simultaneously aroused out of my mind and fearing for my life. I expected him to bite me at any second while I adjusted his penis under my body. The cock was throbbing in my hand and I could sense his beast-like excitement when I aligned his cock at the entrance of my rosy hole.

When his penis was mere millimeters away from me I sensed the warm lubricative substance being shot directly at my asshole. The mutt was greasing the narrow cavity which he was about to conquer as his own. My heart was racing like never before. I was about to have anal sex with a dog. The sheer thought of it was terrifying, but Rollo’s dominant presence numbed my feelings. He demanded my hole and I had no other choice than to accept it. The tip of his canine cock touched my asshole and I tightened my grip from the base of his cock. I had hoped that the German Shepherd would allow me to ease his tip inside of me, but as soon as he felt the entrance in front of him, he pushed forward. ‘Aah!’, I shrieked from the surprise. I knew now that I was about to be sodomized and only an act of God would prevent it.

Rollo thrust his loins forward with force. The pressure on my asshole was the most intense sensation I had ever felt. The tip of his cock was right on top of my tight sphincter and it was lubing my walls with his precum. Like a good little bitch, I did my best to relax and spread my ass to help the alpha male to penetrate that final barrier. ‘Ugh…’, I whimpered as Rollo was prying my tender ass open. The pointy end forced its way deeper with every forceful thrust. Even though Rollo used a lot of force, he did not swing wildly. There was soon time to hump like a beast, but now his goal was to get his meat into my rectum.

I felt myself stretching up. The pointy head of Rollo’s phallus was drilling its way through to my bowels. It was almost inside. I could sense the first warm jets of precum being splashed on the walls inside of my ass. “OMG! OMG! OMG! He is doing it!”, I thought while preparing for the full insertion. Rollo also noticed how close he was to his prize. His patience was about to pay off. ‘GRRRR…!’, he was growling to my ear while tensing up. I simply knew that he meant, ‘This is it bitch. Time to breed.’. With force, the cock head smashed through my sorry sphincter and Rollo pushed his canine penis into me.

‘AAAAAAAAH!’, I screamed when the true scale of his massive size became obvious. I forgot to even care if the girls at the beach could hear me. I could only hope that their moans of passion would deafen their ears from me. I had no way of knowing for a fact, but I was quite certain that I never had anything as big in my ass before. Surely, my past boyfriends had reasonable-sized tools, but they could not compare to this wild beast. ‘UNGH!’, Rollo grunted when he felt his scepter fully inside of me. He was finally in and he could do what he was supposed to do. He would no longer need to take it slow and easy, he could fuck like he wanted to. He knew it, I knew it; this ride was about to ramp up.

Rollo withdrew ever so slightly and then slammed his meat back inside with a powerful thrust. ‘Aaah!’, I shrieked again from the impact. This was the first and final test that Rollo did. His precum had done the job and the German Shephard was now sure that my ass would be able to take the beating he had in his mind. He started to move his loins and never looked back. His great organ started to ram my ass with a frantic pace and strength that was inhuman. ‘AAH! AA-A! AA!’, I tried to shout but Rollo was so powerful with his thrusts that I had hardly time to breathe.

My asshole felt like it was on fire when Rollo kept taking full advantage of my sorry state. The German Shephard was giving me a tour of how alpha dog breeds with his bitch. And I was getting more than I ever hoped to learn about dogs, and myself. I should have been way more disgusted by having a dog claiming my asshole than I actually was. The action of helping Rollo to insert his rod into my ass had made me somewhat willing to partner in this crime against nature. Somewhere deep inside of me, I had accepted the fact that Rollo can have his way with my ass. A few tears run down my cheeks when I made this realization, but I was not sure if the tears were due to the stress of being fucked like a bitch or the fact I thought of myself as a bitch.

The beast was not holding back. He was effortlessly jackhammering my asshole with his veiny doggy cock. At the time, I was still too focused to just survive the ordeal, so I missed the pleasant sensation growing from my vagina. His large testicles swung in the rhythm of his loins and smashed against my exposed twat. It would not take long before the combination of the constant stimulus in my body would make me squeal from the pleasure.

Rollo was panting from the excitement and his tongue was lolling right next to my face. The very same tongue had explored my private area just a few moments ago. Every now and then it touched my cheek and I could still smell my own heat. That reminded me how horny I had been when I masturbated myself to an orgasm and when Rollo sucked me to another climax. So with a twisted sense of curiosity, I used my right hand and touched my vagina which had been left alone after Rollo took the bait about my ass. “Wha…?”, I was amazed at how wet I was. My pussy was drooling from the excitement. “Am I aroused?”, I asked myself. And that is when I noticed that it was not just Rollo who was panting, but me as well. I was practically moaning from the unrequested anal sex.

“Oh my God! What is happening to me?”, I asked rhetorically while trying to come to terms with my behavior. But that was not the end of my amazement. My hand climbed up from my moist cunt and I touched the phallus of the alpha. I have long fingers, but I was not able to hold the whole thing in my hand. The girth had grown way bigger during this anal session than it was when I helped it to my rosy hole. “That fucking dog is fucking me with a baseball bat!”, I thought and I was not wrong. The veiny monster rod was widening my once-a-tight-hole with every thrust and I was forced to take it all. And as the time passed by, the bitch in me found it more and more appealing.

Rollo kept sodomizing me and his pace seemed to be increasing. Our bodies smashed together which created loud soundwaves, ‘SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!’. And if that was not enough, Rollo’s panting and my own moans made quite an unholy orchestra. I just hoped that God was not watching us. To further degrade me, I instinctively started to play with my sensitive clitoris. A combination of his ballsack crashing against my pussy and me flicking my bean made me whimper in pleasure, ‘Yes… Fuck me… Yes…’. Something at the back of my head begged me to behave, but I no longer cared. The gigantic phallus in my ass had tamed this god-fearing ginger and I craved for the sweet release. Instantly when my hand touched the tip of my clit, I knew that the climax was not far away. And that was just in time because I needed all the mind-numbing pleasure I could get. After all, Rollo was ready to seal the deal.

I had not paid attention when Rollo had slowly grown bigger during our coitus, but the pressure that I felt from his knot did not go unnoticed. The ball that was forming at the base of his dick was a size of an orange, and Rollo was adamant in his efforts to shove it inside of me. I might’ve not been an expert when it came to dog mating, but I did know a thing or two about other mammals than humans. The German Shephard was readying to unload his seed inside of my bowels and he needed to anchor his cock into me with that knot. He had already fucked and growled all the defiance from me, so I did not even bother to try to stop him. Instead, I wanted him fully inside of me. The idea aroused me more than I ever will admit and that made my fingers work faster on my puffy cunt. What was left of my sanity was flown out the window when I orgasmed the third time today.

‘Mghg… AAAAH… NO!’, I groaned when I was swept away. My short experience with sex had not prepared for me something as mind-blowing as the climax that happened next. The combination of anal fucking, clit fingering, and my inner slutiness, made me cum like never before. Every moment felt stronger than the previous and I was soon seeing stars. I lost the ability to think. It was not like I had been making good decisions so far, but nothing was going in my mind as my body kept convulsing. Rollo noticed how I was behaving and he approved it. He might not know how human bitches behave, but he did enjoy the sensation of how the ring of my asshole was milking his tool. And most importantly, he saw this as an opportunity to push the last few thick centimeters into me.

I was screaming from the pleasure and my eyes rolled at the back of my head. Nothing had ever felt this good. My peak was not even interrupted by the increased pressure emanating from my asshole. Instead, the knot that was stretching my sphincter just fueled the fire inside of me. ‘Fuck my ass, Rollo… Fuck my ass…’, I moaned deliriously while the alpha dog was happily obliging my request. I bucked my loins against his in an attempt to get him deeper into the rectum, and then our wish came to fruition. My butthole accepted the knot which was the size of a grapefruit inside of me. Rollo howled above me. He had succeeded in the hardest part and he was now ready to breed the bitch. Breed me.

Something inside of me made me sigh from the relief when the knot slipped past my brown hole. But in a matter of seconds, I was once again whimpering nonsense and shaking my ass from the never-ending orgasmic rapture. The knot made sure that the rod did not escape the warm embrace of my bowels and I felt fuller than ever before. I had no idea back then that I had over 20 centimeters of doggy cock which was as wide as my wrist embedded into me. But then again, I was so out of this world that it would have been doubtful if I had even registered that information. However, I did register the torrent of Rollo’s sperm being ejaculated all over the walls of my rectum. He was finally inseminating me.

Rollo had released the floodgates and was now emptying the contents of his testicles into me. ‘Nnnooo…!’, I whimpered when the hot sperm started to fill me up. This triggered another set of rolling orgasms in me and I was close to black out. This came as a complete shock to me since I had not yet recovered from the previous maddening climax. My face was becoming as red as my hair. I couldn’t endure the heat building up from the puppy batter that was being injected into me. I lolled my tongue outside of my mouth and panted like a dog to cool down. Rollo had made me his bitch. As horrible as it was, I loved every moment of it. The cute church girl had become an anal slut for a dog named Rollo, and at that moment I really did love every moment of it. Until I finally passed out for a moment.

Even though the huge knot tied Rollo inside of my ass, it was not the perfect seal. The obscene amount of hot canine seed that was stored inside of me had started to ooze out from my asshole and either drip down on the rocky ground or trickle down my legs. My smooth legs were soiled with the white substance and there was a puddle forming underneath us. The alpha dog kept pumping more of it even after a few minutes, so my bowels were not running out of it any time soon.

I faintly remember when Rollo pulled his member from my ass. The knot had already shrunk enough to slip past my gaping asshole, but the pressure was still quite intense. When the German Shepherd was not keeping me up, my legs gave in and I fell on my stomach. The impact made the stored semen fly up from my ass and create the most disgusting fountain that anyone had ever seen. But a considerable amount of it was still pooled inside of me and I would find that fun fact much later today. I say “much later” since my day was not done yet.

Rollo returned to his crime scene and started to lap up his own seed before it dried up. It took him a minute or two to lick all the “easy” places before going to the source. My butthole was not recovered from the sodomization that I had received, so it was fairly easy for his nimble tongue to suck the sperm straight from my stretched ass. I moaned from the attention. I had not been allowed to relax even when I passed out. My body had to endure still series of micro orgasms and those made sure that I was still quite aroused. I suppose I should be thankful for the extra shot of adrenaline. Rollo pulling out from my asshole might’ve been a completely different experience without my overactive libido.

‘Mmhmm… mmhmm…’, I gasped when the curious dog explored the hole he had just claimed. Even if I was satisfied with the level of care Rollo was giving me, he was not. The way my body was aligned, made it somewhat difficult for him to sample me like he wanted to. It was a very similar situation as it was when I was still fighting against his will. However, this time he did not see it necessary to pull me up from my neck. Instead, he applied a somewhat calmer method. He started to nudge me and have small bites of my bare ass cheeks. Not so hard that it would hurt, but just enough to make me move as he wanted. It did not take long before even my stuppored mind understood the assignment. I’ve had my rump up for a while, so my body knew how to oblige. Instinctively, I raised my ass to avoid Rollo’s sharp teeth which were nibbling my round buttocks. When my ass was again up, Rollo returned to lick my private parts.

After I had climaxed, I had been somewhat out of it for the whole time. I knew some things that happened and some I had to learn later, but generally speaking, I recall those minutes very poorly. However, the fog in my mind started to clear after a while and I began to understand what was happening. We are basically back to square 1; Rollo is licking me while I am still stuck on this rock. I was not able to hear Nala or Yuka, so there is a solid chance that they have already returned from the sexual escapade. “Or they might still be down there, and I better say quietly.”, I rationalized. But the fact remains, I was still at the complete mercy of Rollo and he was not done tasting my holes. It was not enough for him to squeeze into my rectum, but he kept licking my twat while at it. I did not even need to touch myself to know that I was just as wet as I had been before. Maybe more so now that also the doggy saliva was dripping from my aroused pussy lips as well. But one thing was definitely different, I would not try to stop him from licking me. As an alpha, he has earned that right.

As one could expect, after Rollo had lapped what he could from my ass, he changed his focus to my glistening cunt. Every lick made me gush out more of that delicious pussy juice, so in his mind, it just made only sense to keep on going. I could hear how the lewd moans were escaping from my mouth and I was frustrated that I could not do anything about it. My arms were steadily on the ground and I placed my head between them. I was hoping that it would muffle me so there would be less chance for Nala and Yuka to hear if they were still around. Accidentally, I looked down the crack, and to my surprise, I saw my sweaty face staring me back. The phone was still recording. My make-up was ruined, my hair was a mess and it was clear that I had cried during the rough anal fucking. But maybe the biggest change to my image was the lust written on my face. I had never seen my face that twisted in sweet arousal like this before and it made me feel uneasy. This experience had already changed me and there was the worst yet to come.

Rollo had a good day. He had eaten well, he had played well, he had bred well and now he was still able to enjoy the taste of an eager bitch. All in all, the dog can’t complain when things are going this well. He would probably stay with the bitch until his pack leader calls him back, but there was still more than enough time before that. And there were still two more bitches around, although he had not heard or smelled them for a while. The German Shephard had been focused on the task in front of him, so he had not paid attention to the potential dessert. Oh well, he had more than enough dessert right here. And maybe a little more than just dessert…

I was groaning from the tongue bath that I was receiving, ‘Aah! Ooooh! Uuuuuh…’. Rollo’s tongue found all my weak spots and I knew what was coming next. If this kept up, I would be a trembling mess once again in a few minutes. Growing arousal made my body remember how good had it been when the alpha behind me had his whole schlong embedded deep into me. I could hardly remember the time when I would have found the idea of beastiality nauseating. Rollo’s overwhelmingly dominating presence had made it clear that his way was the right away and I better obey. And if I obey well, I will be awarded. “Yes, just like that.”, I thought while pushing my twat against his tongue.

This time there were no early warning signs. Nothing was hinting that my innocence would have been in danger. Being face down between my hands, I had my ass as high as possible. This was the ideal position for the German Shepherd. There was a brief pause after he stopped licking my puffy cunt I wondered if he was done with me. He was not. He mounted me again and with one swift push, he forced his hammer into my virginal pussy and deflowring me in the process. The tip of his penis pierced through my hymen instantly. This sensation broke me from the spell I was under. I raised my head from the ground and screamed, ‘NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!’, when I realized that my cherry had just been popped and I was no longer a virgin.

But it did not matter for Rollo whether was I spellbound or not. He had found the jackpot on the first try and no matter what, he would not stop until he had his fill. Although my inexperienced love canal was extremely tight, it was very well lubricated during the events that had occurred. My pussy mound flared and bulged when the girth of Rollo’s large organ forced me open. The walls of my vagina pressed against the bestial invader and massaged it all the way into the deepest part of me. I could not contain my voice and I was shouting at the top of my lungs, ‘AAAAAH! GET OF ME!’, but it did not stop the violation nor did it change the fact that I was a virgin no longer.

Rollo took no time at all, he started mercilessly bounding my pussy when he reached as far as he could. His loins started to move with amazing speed and his cock began to move in and out of my vagina. I had heard that girls might feel pain when they become women, but I noticed no such thing. I felt only shock… and pleasure. “Please God, please. This can’t be happening.”, I thought when I realized that my virginity was stolen by a dog. The one thing I had been careful to not squander, I was forced to give a beast. And adding insult to injury, more pleasure was creeping in with every thrust. There was no doubt about it, Rollo was fucking me towards another climax.

This time around, the sensations I felt were far stronger right from the start of penetration. Not only was Rollo soiling the untouched territory of my body, but the number of nerve endings that I have in my sex is way higher than I have in my asshole. Although I had an anal orgasm, it was still assisted by my fingers on my clit and Rollo’s balls slapping my labia. This was my first time experiencing something as intense as this. It was incredible. “Is this what sex is?”, I asked rhetorically when I began to understand why having a vagina is so fun. Those waves of pleasure were hitting me hard, and not even the shock of this violation could prevent me from feeling more aroused every second.

The German Shephard was growing bigger as the savage fucking went on. He was stretching my tight passageway and I was able to feel every vein from the K9 phallus. The pressure felt fantastic and there was not a spot on that veiny rod that my vagina was not clamping on. The impact of his thrusts was so hard that I could even feel his sperm sloshing inside my bowels. Just another reminder for me how fucked I was.

One could hear how our bodies smashed together at a steady pace. Well, one could listen to it if they did not pay attention to wild moaning and excited panting. This time Rollo did not need to assert his dominance to put me in my place, my body came to a certain conclusion on its own. The vaginal sex was too much for me, and I craved for another orgasm. I might’ve been a virgin a few minutes ago, but that felt like a distant memory by now. At that moment, I was closer to being a naughty cock-needing-whore than a good church-going-girl. Something was still screaming at the back of my head, but Rollo was deafening that voice with his thunderous humping.

My tender flower was now accommodating the full size of his magnificent cock. I had only experienced with one or two fingers before in my life, so it was a disgusting miracle that something as big as Rollo was able to seesaw in and out of the vagina so smoothly. My messed up mind could not fathom how something this wrong could feel this right. But it was nothing compared to what I was going to experience next since the knot had begun to form at the base of his penis. I cannot remember if the insertion of that fist-sized ball made me feel any pain, but pressure mixed with a whole lot of pleasure was definitely there. Remembering how it felt in my ass made my body hunger to experience it with my vagina. I know it sounds horrible, but I can only remember the pure lust that I felt when the knot started to widen my inexperienced pussy hole.

I moaned like a dirty slut as I encouraged the dog who had just taken my innocence, ‘Yes Rollo…. Fill me… Fill my hole Rollo…’. I knew that if he can get that thing into me, the hot semen he was going to shoot inside of me would make me cum even harder than before. The thought of it felt a little scary, but my body yearned for that sweet release. To further degrade myself, I did my very best to help the animal. I relaxed, pushed my loins against his with rhythm, and massaged my labia with my free hand. ‘Aaaah… Yes… Just a little bit more…’, I whimpered as Rollo pushed deeper and deeper while the seconds passed. I bit my lip when I felt the ball opening my flower to its limits. It was so close. And then I got what I was hoping for… and more.

Rollo moved his hips once more and pushed as hard as he could. While trying to find more space, he accidentally aligned the tip of his screwdriver with my cervix and thrust forward. At the same time as the German Shephard tied us together, he also shoved several centimeters of his throbbing canice dick through my birth canal and into my uterus. My eyes were shot wide open when I was figuratively impaled by the wild beast. The moment took my breath away and I was only able to yelp, ‘Oo-oo-oo-ooh—,’. During the same session, I had not only lost my virginity but also my womb was defiled. My brain could not fully understand what had just happened, I simply felt fuller than should have been possible. And it was fantastic.

The savage dog behind me pulled his cock a couple of times to test the knot. Each of these tugs made me see stars and grunt from the sensation. The knot was stimulating my G-spot and that was a new feeling altogether for my untrained body. I felt something building up inside of me. It was exciting and horrifying at the same time. But my impending explosion meant nothing for Rollo. He was now sure and there was no doubt about it; the knot sealed the deal and we were tied together until he was done with insemination. That is what was important for him. And just like when he had conquered my asshole, the alpha male howled in the air to let everyone know of his success. This beast had now claimed my body twice and he knew that I was his bitch. As the final act of dominance, he placed his forelegs on my upper back and pushed my body against the dirt. He was now ready. The pulsating sensation originating from his loins was the only warning I got. My body was about to experience the second dose of doggy sperm.

There was still a ridiculous amount of seed left in Rollo’s nuts and this time he would spew out all of it. Not only did I have a lot of it still stored in my bowels, but now I was getting the 2nd serving into my fertile uterus. Like a good little bitch, I orgasmed at the moment when the hot canine sperm touched the untouched walls of my uterus. In fact, I devolved to something below human status when the pleasure swept me away. I tried to speak, but it was like I was too drunk to form proper words. But I was not drunk with alcohol, it was simply pure bliss.

Even though the earth-shattering climax took me away, my fingers did not stop playing with my clitoris. I was painfully aware of how hard I am cumming, but for some reason, my subconscious mind still wanted to heighten the experience. The pleasure was so intense that I did not even notice how my muscles started to convulse. ‘AAAAAAhaAHAAAAAAAAAAAH! YES JESUS!!!’, I screamed in sweet agony while still being pressed against the dirt by Rollo. My natural breeding instincts took over me and my vaginal muscles did their best to milk every droplet of that hot seed in hopes of impregnation. Even though we were incompatible as species it did not stop my body to suck in everything it could find.

The pleasure was overwhelming. I started to trash my body in ecstasy and not even Rollo’s strong forelegs could make me stop. His nails ripped through the fabric of my shirt and left some red scratch marks all over my back. I did not even notice the scratching while all my senses were focusing on what was happening inside of me. The doggy semen that was deposited in my holes was sloshing inside of me while I was shaking my behind. The pressure inside of my vagina was intense. “Being full” does not even begin to describe it. The German Shephard had stuffed my pussy so full, that some of the sperm from my rectum started to leak out from my gaping asshole. The whitish substance trickled down our bodies and spilled on the rocks under us. Based on the eagerness of Rollo and the size of my belly, before the night was finally over, the puddle below my violated holes would be quite large.

The camera which was still on, was able to record my face twisted in lust. I was drooling like a less-minded person when my sanity left my mind. I looked at the recording at a later date and I could only see whites in my eyes when my eyes had rolled at the back of my head. I kept whimpering, ‘Fu-ck… me… more… fuck me…’. It was an image of a person who had her brains fucked from her head. The pristine church girl was nowhere to be found from those eyes. At that moment, I worshipped only the cock which was pumping his seed into me.

‘AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! YEEEEEEEEEEEES!’, I squealed in delight like a proper bitch. At that point, I must’ve cummed a few minutes straight without any chance to calm down. Every muscle on my body was spasming involuntarily when the event crept further. I was getting dangerously close that I might hurt myself from the sheer pleasure. But fortunately for me, my mind could no longer handle the never-ending rapture. I kept flicking my bean like a mad woman until I finally blacked out. If the sweet darkening abyss had not taken me, I would have probably kept climaxing until I was hospitalized. While I slept, Rollo kept draining his testicles into my vagina. It took him roughly 20 minutes before he was done with his withdrawal and after that, he ran back into the forest. I do not know if he was called back home or what, but this time he did not stay to lick me clean.

I woke up after it was dark already. Every part of my body was hurting from the wild evening of fucking. I remembered most of what had happened, but I was oddly calm about it. I think I understood that I had bigger fish to fry than worrying about that I had just been fucked silly. I wiped my eyes with my hands and saw the night sky. It took me a moment to register that both of my hands were free. I had somehow gotten free while I had slept. With a lot of effort, I got up from the rocky ground. I felt stiff and bloated. I pressed my tummy and the sperm deposited inside of my holes started to gush out. The amount of canine seed that Rollo had pushed into me was obscene. It took me a few minutes to empty myself enough before I dared to do anything else.

After a while, I noticed my keys on the ground and went to pick them up. I looked at my phone for a moment before I remembered where it was. I was “smarter” this time around and I used two sticks to fish it from the crevice. I did not have enough strength to leave just yet so I sat down and went through the phone. There were a few messages and calls from Liz who was clearly worried. I did not bother to reply just yet. Like in trance, I started to through the recording. As I said before, it was not a pretty movie… However, there was a surprise twist ending for it. 3 minutes after Rollo had left, the phone recorded some voices. Yuka and Nala had found me while I was sleeping. Long story short, they were the ones who released my hand from the crack… but they had also recorded how Rollo had fucked my pussy. They also took some pictures of my body while I was out of it and doggy cum was seaping from my holes. They were laughing about it and it seems they are also in the blackmail business. Not only were they talking about it, but the text message from Yuka showed one of the pictures they had taken. “Fuck me and fuck my life.”, I thought when I saw my body in the photo. However, it seems that they did not realize that I have a record of them as well. Sure, the record of being fucked by a dog would be worse than proof of lesbianism, but let’s see if we can find a deal. I smiled mischievously. I might’ve lost something precious today in the eyes of God, but hey, there are always other options…. sinful options, to explore.

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Thank you once again ManiAxe21 for the inspiration for the story. I hope you enjoy the route I took with the concept we discussed. Let’s see what kind of perverted magic we can figure out next.

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God, work sucks, I’m pretty sure just about everyone would agree with me when I say work stresses me the hell out. As I drive home from work the only thing holding me together is the thoughts of the beautiful girl waiting on me at home. As my stress levels grow my thoughts go back to her. As I pull into the driveway I notice the porch light is on and smile to myself, I taught her well. I turn my car off and step out. My black heel hits the concrete with a loud clicking noise. I love the sound heels make on concrete, especially when a beautiful girl is wearing them.

As I walk up to the porch and turn my key in the lock I take a deep breath in anticipation of the night ahead of me. I open the door and there standing before me, just as she should be, is my beautiful angel, Lexis. Her eyes on the floor, there is a small hint of a smile on her lips. She greets me with a simple “good evening Mistress” and I smile.

I run my hand down her cheek. God this girl is so beautiful, she has long dark hair, piercing green eyes, and a perfect body (34B breasts and a tight little ass). I wonder sometimes how she doesn’t see just how beautiful she really is. As I look her over I see the red marks on her wrists left from the games we played the night before. I bite my lip as my thoughts wander briefly. I tell her to go upstairs and run my bath and a soft reply of “yes Mistress” is all I hear, and I watch her swing her hips as she goes upstairs. I smile to myself, thinking she’s being a bit brave today, and follow her upstairs.

When I walk into the bathroom I see a full view of her sexy ass and glistening wet pussy as she bends over the tub stirring around the water. I stand in the doorway, smiling and I know she senses me watching her so she bends over even more. I tell her to get her tight little ass over here and undress me and she jumps at the harshness in my voice. Once she looks at me smiling I can see her relax. She doesn’t want me angry. I feel her fingertips caress my skin as she undresses me, slowly pulling my shirt over my head, running her fingers down my arm. She unclasps my bra and pulls it off, exposing my hard erect nipples and my 34C tits. She reaches around from my back and undoes the button on my pants, running her hands over my stomach softly. She leans down and pulls my pants and thong off in one simple tug. She kisses the back of my thigh where it meets my ass, a simple touch that drives me wild. She stands up and offers a hand to help me into the tub. As I sit down she kneels beside the tub, reaching in and grabbing soap. She slowly washes my legs, up to my stomach. I let out a heavy sigh as her hands massage my tits and back down my stomach. I relax and think of the many things I would love to be doing to my beautiful slave right now, but the night’s young, and it’s more fun to let her anticipate my touch.

When she’s done washing me I tell her to let the water out andstand up. She grabs a towel and dries my body, legs up. Every once in a while her skin touches mine, giving me goose bumps. I tell her to go pick me out some clothes and she hurries off, coming back with her favorite black leather thong and corset. As I slip it on she fastens it, and I turn and look at her, getting lost in her big green eyes. I grab her by the wrist and drag her to the bedroom, throwing her on to the bed and straddling her, pinning her hands above her head. I kiss along her neck, nibbling a little and across her collarbone. She sighs and relaxes against my body. I reach up for cuffs and as I do she flips me over onto my back, saying, “Tonight, Mistress you’re going to be my dirty little slut and you’re going to beg me for release.”

I tell her she had better uncuff me, and she just smiles. She says she’ll take the beating for one night to show her mistress pure bliss. She blindfolds me and cuffs my ankles, stripping me of my corset. She reaches into my bedside table and pulls out a feather. At the first touch of it my whole body tenses. I’m so ticklish it’s pure torture. She runs it around my erect nipples, and I moan in response.

She runs it down my stomach, and I laugh and shudder in response. She stops and I feel her hot breath on my clit and I moan softly. She runs the feather over my pussy lips, not touching my hard, erect clit. My cunt is dripping wet and I’m burning with desire. She leans down and runs her tongue from my dripping cunt to my throbbing clit. I let out a loud moan and she giggles. She leans down and whispers in my ear, asking me who the dirty little slut is now, and I moan and beg her for more. “I’m your dirty little slut, please touch me, I need your touch.”

Then the soft hum of a vibe fills my ears, and my body tenses. She warns me not to climax as she moves my thong to the side and slams the vibe hard inside me. She moves my panties back over to hold it inside me as I beg her to fuck me, to fuck her dirty slut. A sweet no is all I hear – she tells me to enjoy my vibe while she showers. She tells me if I cum, I’ll be punished and I hear water running. I’m lost in ecstasy as the vibe hums away, tormenting me. I’m not sure how long she left me but as soon as I hear the water turn off my body tenses.

I feel her body next to mine and then I feel her on top of me, lowering herself onto my mouth. She tells me to beg her to let me lick her cunt like the dirty little slut I am. The smell of her is intoxicating and I begin to beg her to let me taste her, let me pleasure her. She shoves herself onto my face and I start tongue fucking her the best I can as she rocks her hips back and forth, rubbing her clit on my nose. She tastes so good, and my body is on fire for her touch. I lick and tongue fuck her like I wish she would do to me. I can tell she’s getting close to her climax because her movements become desperate. I taste her cum as I feel her squeeze my tongue. She pulls my hair and screams.

She tells me to clean up my mess, and I start desperately licking her pussy clean. She lifts up and looks at me, telling me I look sexy with her pussy juices all over my face. I start begging her to touch me, to let me cum, my whole body is screaming for release. She reaches down, takes out the vibe, and rips off my thong. She leans down and slowly licks my nipples, taking one into her mouth and pinching the other. She kisses down my stomach and along my hips, teasing me by blowing on my clit. I scream and beg her to please fuck her dirty slut, that I need release. She runs her tongue along my pussy lips, being careful not to touch my clit, and comments on how wet I am, calling me a dirty cunt. I moan in frustration and she slams her fingers inside me, nibbling my thighs and licking my clit, taking it into her mouth and licking and flicking it.

I shudder and my body screams for release. She tells me to cum all over her fingers like a good little cunt and I let go, wave after wave of release washes through me and I scream. She unties me and keeps fingering me with one hand, as two, three, four orgasms wash through me. As she slows my body collapse and I sigh. I pull her against me, holding her close. She tells me how much she loves me and I tell her how I couldn’t live without her. Just as I’m about to fall asleep I whisper in her ear, telling her how I think I can overlook the punishment this once. I hear her sigh and she presses herself even tighter against me.

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I was worn to a frazzle. My 7-year old twin boys were driving me up the wall now that school was ou

Sasha and Clair
by anon y mouse

I was worn to a frazzle. My 7-year old twin boys were driving me up the wall now that school was out. “What are we going to do today?” each one asked over and over. Finally their dad took pity on me and took them off my hands for an extended weekend. They left early on Wednesday morning to spend time with Craig’s parents. I went back to bed.

When I awakened, I remembered the new neighbors across the street. I’d seen the moving vans, but had not laid eyes on them. After a late breakfast, I baked chocolate chip cookies and walked across the street. A beautiful young woman answered the bell. She was perhaps 24 or 25 with creamy skin, vibrant green eyes and smartly styled short auburn hair A belted robe covered her.

“Hi, I’m Clair, your neighbor from across the street. Am I disturbing you? I brought cookies. Welcome to the neighborhood,” I stammered. She took the plate.

“Hi Clair, I’m Sasha. Nice to meet you. I was out on the patio. Would you join me?”

“Of course,” I said. “Thanks.”

“These will go great with the lemonade I have outside. I was taking a little sun. Do you mind if I continue while we talk”

“Please, go right ahead.” I seated myself under an umbrella near the pool as she went to a beach chair. When I looked back at her she had removed her robe. She stood there in her totally nude, voluptuous beauty. High full breasts, tiny waist and impossibly long, shapely legs.

“It’s just us girls here. You don’t object to my nudity, do you?”

“Not at all.” I forced the words past my lips. She was so incredibly beautiful and perfect. My mind, my nipples and my pussy went on alert. I thought I had basically controlled these kinds of responses to women years ago. As I nibbled on a cookie, I thought back…

…Mom and Dad divorced when I was 16. She wanted to travel so Dad got me. He never remarried, but had relationships until he found a steady. Deborah seemed to be perfect for Dad. Perfect until she desided to fuck me on my 18th birthday.

Dad was gone overnight on a business trip and asked Deborah to stay with me since this was my special day. He felt guilty for leaving me alone. She gave me a lovely negliee, my first sexy piece of intimate apparel, after Dad left. During the night she came into my room. She was naked except for the dick that protruded from the area of her pussy. She frantically pulled at my new gown until it was torn down the front. She kissed me hard, jamming her tongue in my mouth repeatedly and rubbed herself and the dick on me, all the while telling me to relax and enjoy it. She bit at my nipples as she rubbed my pussy. I tried to push her away, but fear and disgust soon turned to pleasure when she made me cum. I stopped fighting and let her have what she wanted.

My body became her playground. She licked and sucked every inch of me. Oh, what sounds she made as she ate my pussy, as she mounted me and rode me in the night. She took my virginity with her strap-on dildo. I’m sure my dad didn’t know she had a dick too. As I yelped in pain when she de-flowered me, she was triumphantly cumming on the part that was lodged in her. All night, she extracted one orgasm after another from my inexperienced body. She encouraged me with her moans of pleasure as I sucked her large breasts, as she held my head between her legs and accepted my tongue. She grunted in satisfaction as I brought my pussy down on her dick pushing it further into her. It became hard to distinguish her moans of pleasure from my own.

I discovered the joy of female loving that memorable night. But I was so embarrassed at my actions when the morning came. I looked at my dishelved self in the mirror. I had love bites all over. The lips on my face and between my legs were swollen from much use. Dad’s girlfriend had fucked me good and was probably anticipating more. I quickly showered, packed a few essentials and drove to my grandmother’s house while Deborah was singing in the shower. I never stayed with Dad again until he got a new companion. I never told a soul what I had done.

I went off to college later that year. Making a success of it was my only goal. Not many dates and very few parties. I switched roommates several times because the lonely ones wanted to fuck with me. In their naked youthfulness, they tempted me but I did not surrender. Pink pussy, taut titties, smooth skin, floral fragrances, flowing hair were put from my mind. Sometimes I forced myself to listen as a roommate moaned in pleasure when the girl from across the hall slipped in and fucked her. I knew how good they felt as they did it. When I allowed myself a peek, a roommate might be lying across the bed with her hair spilling to the floor. A girl might be attached to her breast, sucking loudly. Or she might be using her mouth between her legs. Or she might be riding her. Beauty on beauty, rubbing swollen pussies, seeking release. Most times, though, I would put in my earplugs, turn over and go to sleep. I was not going there again. Straight people didn’t do those things.

I met Craig in my senior year and I had proper sex. His excellent fucking pushed ‘those thoughts’ further back in my mind. An advertising firm hired me right out of college. We married two years later. The boys came along when I was 30. I still work for the ad firm but only part-time and from my home office…

I brought my thoughts back to the woman in front of me. Looking at this gorgeous creature sunning herself, those feelings that I keep deeply hidden are slithering back. She rubbed oil on her skin as she chatted. I don’t think I heard much of what she said. When she lay back on the chaise, her large, shaved pussy came in to view. My own pussy clenched. I nervously agreed to do her back when she asked. My hands kneaded her neck, shoulders, and her back.

I was watching Clair. She was a sexy looking woman. It wouldn’t take much to seduce her. Clair was lost in her own thoughts for a few minutes. I wonder where she was. “Would you be a darling and do my back and buttocks?” I asked.

Was it my imagination or did Sasha purr and undulate as my hands traveled over her pretty ass. She was turning me on. Big time. I finished her up, created an excuse and got my wet pussy the hell out of Dodge. “I have to leave now, Sasha. I may have left something cooking on the stove.”

Yeah, right. The only overheated thing was her. I know Clair was turned on by me. Her hands shook as she massaged me. I know what I look like. I practically ooze sexuality. It’s a fact of my life. Men and women are hot for me. I’ve had lots of sex in my life, but it wasn’t until college that girls were added in the mix. I didn’t know what I had been missing. In my second year at college, I met a beautiful couple at a student-teacher mixer. They took a sexual interest in me at first sight and I began fucking them both. He would encourage her as she fucked me. “Eat that pussy, honey. Trib her hard. My baby loves to fuck pussy.” She went crazy and so did I. She would watch while he pounded his dick into my ass. The professor would never do it any other way. He preened and watched his performance in their all-mirrored bedroom. I truly blossomed sexually that year. I’ve since taken pleasure from many people, the beautiful, perfect men and women that I encounter, even though I am married.

My husband at 42 is 16 years my senior He fell hopelessly in love with me when I interviewed for a job at his company. I have not worked a day since I met him. But I expertly spend his money. Even at his age, Barry is an excellent lover. When he pops the little blue pill, he fucks me long and hard and deep in both orifices. I am an excellent hostess and I do look great on his arm.

Now back to Clair. Yes, those hands felt marvelous. Especially on my ass as she pulled open my cheeks to spread the oil. Clair has probably forgotten how beautiful she is since her kids were born. She is 5′ 7″ with shoulder length black hair and gray eyes. Motherhood has not hurt her figure. I’ll just bet she thought primarily of her family until I came along. Now she is thinking about how my pussy looked when I spread myself out in the sun. Had she looked closer, she would have noticed it glistening with my juices. Juice brought forth by her stares.

That night I dreamt four dark-haired women were pulling at me, wanting me, touching all of me. I woke with a start before I came. Craig would be so disappointed in me if he knew I had been with a woman. Even though I’m married with children, I guess I am still am turned on by women after all these years. Watching Sasha brought it to the surface. I try so hard to suppress it, but sometimes late at night when I can’t sleep, I pull out that memory of Dad’s girlfriend, hair swinging, breasts bouncing, pounding into me. I silently rub my clit and let myself cum. Once I am spent, I can roll over, pretend it didn’t happen and go to sleep.

The next day I decided to invite Clair for brunch. It was Thursday and my husband was already at the office. I also invited Heather, a fellow graduate student. Heather lets me kiss her above the waist only. Man, she is a kisser and her breasts are to die for. I love women’s breasts. Sucking those titties takes the edge off our study sessions. She said she was saving the rest for Mr. Right. I wanted to excite Clair a bit. While they were there, I touched Heather’s braless breasts inside her low-cut blouse as she sat next the Clair on the sofa or kissed her on the lips as if it were the most natural thing to do. Wide-eyed, Clair took it all in. At the door, I gave Heather one long last kiss with some tongue and saliva action as I moaned and rubbed her tits. I gave Clair a quiet, swift smack on the lips before sending her across the street.

Sasha kissed me. She really did. But not like she kissed Heather. I saw her pink tongue enter Heather’s mouth. She had her hands all over her breasts.They seem so natural together. Was Sasha fucking her? She’s married like me, but she played with that woman’s titties and kissed her like a lover. Somehow, I was a little jealous.

By Friday, I knew I had to make a move on Clair while our husbands were away. Mine was in an all day golfing tournament in a neighboring city. It was already mid-morning. I was horny for pussy and wanted to make another conquest. I had to get in Clair’s panties. “Clair, come over. I have something I want to show you. You’ll love it, I promise. Ten minutes, ok?”

I showered and slipped on a mint green, see-through-lace tank bra and panty. The panties were cut so that they didn’t cover my ass completely. The front hugged and accentuated my large pussy lips. The tank bra pushed up my globes invitingly. I was sexy if I do say so myself. Clair rang on time. I quickly pulled her in. When I closed the door, I greeted her with a quick smack on the lips-kind of like before. When she opened her mouth to gasp, I forced my tongue inside. She put up a token effort to push me away, but finally acquiesced as I knew she would. I knew from day one that I would fuck her. Married women are my best conquests. They are so needy for something different and exciting. I am that.

“Let’s go upstairs, baby. I want to fuck you now! I know you want it.”

“Sasha, please. I don’t know if I…Is this outfit what you wanted to show me? Green is your color. You look so hot in it. I can see your pussy…it’s so pretty.”

“Thanks,” I said while turning to model. “I’ll let you peel it off me. You want to touch me, don’t you? You want to touch my pussy. I saw you looking at it. At me. Come on up, Clair. You can do whatever you want with me.”

I had her. I was offering her everything she wanted. Her clothes fell away quickly. Before long, she was slowly removing my green items. Her breath was ragged as she touched my flesh. Then I was naked, lying on top of Clair. My large clit was pushing into her. My tongue invaded her sweet mouth again. Our breasts pressed tightly together. I heard the sound of surrender in her throat as I began to slowly ride her.

This beautiful woman, Sasha, was pressing against me. Her mound was screwing on mine. Pressing me into her mattress. She felt so damn good. I thought I would go crazy as she fucked my mouth with her tongue. Such exquisite pleasure from a woman was finally mine again. Her hot body and her naughty words encouraged my release. Her fragrant skin was soft and smooth as I roamed my hands over her. I humped my pussy upward as I came endlessly. She joined me.

We were still very excited from our initial sexing. Sasha pulled away and began sucking my breasts very hard as she rubbed my clit. Soon she moved between my thighs, spread me wide and began eating on my pussy. She pumped three fingers into me as she pulled on my clit with her lips. My labia, my entire pussy disappeared into her hot, wet mouth. I thrashed in sublime pleasure as her long tongue made its way deep inside my vagina. My juices flowed freely. I lost all count of my orgasms. I was 18 again.

My, my what a passionate woman this Clair is. She seemed to have had a lot of pent-up passion for a woman and she released it with me. Before she ate me, Clair whispered that she’s needed pussy for so long. I don’t think she’s aware that she spoke. She sucked hard and long on my clit bringing me over and over the top. Her tongue pumped in me with such rapidity as these hungry sounds escaped from her throat. She was devouring me, becoming as aggressive as me. It was wonderful. Perhaps I can get a story from her. Wherever she got some, it must be memorable.

During our time together, Clair asked to “ride” me as I did her. My engorged clit stood at attention for her. She was trembling as she climbed aboard and fitted her swollen pussy to me. Her lovely face, eyes closed, was concentrated in lust as our swollen pussies humped toward orgasm. Her red lips were parted, thick from my kisses. Perspiration dripped from her long neck down between her breasts. Beads of it caught on the thin gold heart that dangled from its chain. Her nipples were rock hard when I reached up for her breasts. Her ass was soft and sleek as I guided her screwing. I was ground into my mattress. Our pelvic bones grated on each other. Our sore,swollen lips became one sealed by our juices. Our clits lengthened to capacity. Pain was pleasure and pleasure was pain. I thought I fucked hard, but Clair fucked harder. Her pussy slipped into my opening. Mine slipped into hers. She held off cumming for as long as she could. Her body would leave mine for precious seconds holding back, but it could barely stand the absence. Contact. Sweet contact again. When she finally let us cum, frantically moaning and moving up and down on my pussy, it was hard and sustained. After long minutes, she collapsed on me. Tears flowed as she thanked me and kissed me passionately.

Sasha and I spent the afternoon having sex. I surrendered my mind and my body to her. Hunger overcame me. I kissed and sucked every delicious inch of her-breasts, pussy, ass, the soles of her feet-everywhere. I memorized her with my hands and tongue. Now I know she did purr as I put my fingers in her pussy one by one.

Sasha left me for a short time and came back with a bag she said she kept hidden in the attic. With her back to me, she stepped into a harness. She turned and came toward me with a red 8-inch dick. This was just too good! What pleasure I had with her slicing that thing into me from behind as we watched ourselves in the mirror. When she aimed the phallus at my butthole and paused, I gave her permission to enter. My dad’s girlfriend had been in there and it felt really good. Sasha rubbed my dripping pussy and transferred the juice to my hole. Ever so slowly, she pressed forward. Slowly, so that I could savor the thick fullness. So that I could watch. There was no real pain even after all these years, but there was so much pleasure. She pushed all the way to the hilt and locked herself into me. She began sliding the dick in and out of my anus. Powerful strokes. Playful, erotic slaps on my cheeks heightened my pleasure. I came when I saw her dip at the knees, then come back up and push hard into me. The feel of that thing was incredible. It was part of the beautiful Sasha who was extraordinary.

We were marvelous together. Sasha pressed me against the shower wall, kissing me hungrily as the water beat down on us. I couldn’t make up for almost 20 years of lost pussy in one day, but I made a nice dent. I was no longer in denial. I liked fucking women, but I would still keep it a secret from my husband. As we kissed at her front door, Sasha told me that I was an excellent lover. I happily made my way across the street exhausted from delicious sex with a beautiful young woman. It was one of the best days of my life.

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A young woman’s introduction to sexual submission.

Tarnheim Academy, Part One

My name is Heather Gringsworth, and this is my story.

I was raised by my parents in Essex, in the very lap of luxury. I lacked for nothing, and enjoyed all the privileges of wealth and status. My parents indulged my every whim, which only served to embolden me to demand ever more. I attended an elite private school in which my social circle was composed of other young girls of similar means and disposition. We were a clique, and looked with disdain upon those beneath us. We took pleasure in teasing and tormenting other girls, those of lesser station than ourselves. I took particular delight in flirting with boys, none of whom I would ever give a real chance. At the age of sixteen I had become a genuine spoiled bitch, and lived that role to the hilt.

All of that was to change.

One evening at dinner Mummy and Daddy announced that I was being sent to a boarding school.

“What? Oh, no, you are not doing this. I have all of my friends here, and I’m not going off to some silly boarding school.”

Daddy was adamant. “Young lady, your mother and I have discussed this, and we have made our decision. We have chosen the Tarnheim Academy; it is an extremely exclusive school, one that we believe will be uniquely suited to your needs.”

“Tarnheim? Is that in Lancaster?”

“No,” Daddy answered with a smile. “It’s in Austria. Your mother and I have reviewed their curriculum, and there’s no better school on earth to instruct you properly. The arrangements have already been made. You leave in the morning.”

I was taken aback by all of this, but Mummy and Daddy would hear none of my complaints. I went to bed thinking of ways to punish them for being so unreasonable. Still, I thought, it would be something new, and if I found it too stuffy I was sure that I could cajole my parents into returning me home.

In the morning I packed my things and Daddy had our driver take me to the airport. The plane ride was unexceptional, and the drive from the airport in Salzburg was a tad bumpy. The Academy was some distance from Salzburg, up in the mountains and fairly remote. The entrance seemed rather imposing, a gate of iron and stone topped with wicked looking spikes. The Academy itself had something of the look of a medieval castle, all of gray stone.

The driver held the door for me as I exited the vehicle. I left him to deal with my luggage and proceeded towards the main door. A rather intimidating woman awaited me. She was very tall, perhaps six feet, and strikingly beautiful. Her blond hair was tied back in a tight bun at the nape of her neck, and her blue eyes seemed to pierce right through me. I noted that she wore a tight outfit of dark leather with the Academy crest over her heart. The leather hugged her curves in a most provocative way, and she was quite imposing.

“You must be Miss Gringsworth,” she spoke curtly. “I am Helen Krieger, and I run this Academy. You will refer to me as Headmistress.”

“Yes, of course,” I replied with a dismissive wave. “Where is my room?”

Her eyebrow rose at the question. “The driver will see to your things, Miss Gringsworth. You, on the other hand, must come with me to my office at once.”

I shook my head. “Oh, no, I’m much too tired now, Miss Krieger. It’s been a long flight and even longer drive. Perhaps later this afternoon.”

“At once!” she repeated sharply.

I was taken aback by her boldness, but sighed and cooperated. She marched on five inch heels down the hallway, and I saw girls in school uniforms scramble to get out of her way. I walked behind, thinking that I’d have to straighten her out about a few things; after all, it was Daddy’s money that was paying for all of this.

We arrived at her office, and she opened the door and gestured for me to enter before her. I did so, and noted the office held the expected shelves of books, a massive desk of polished oak, and a few chairs. One looked rather odd, but I did not have time to contemplate that as the door slammed behind me.

As I turned to speak, Miss Krieger’s gloved hand struck me full force across the face. I gasped in as much astonishment as pain; I couldn’t believe the woman had struck me! Anger and indignation welled up inside me, and I began a caustic rebuke.

“What the hell do you think…” I began, but another stinging slap across the face silenced my retort. I put up my hands to defend myself, only to find my wrist grabbed and twisted in a painful hold which brought me to my knees. She held me effortlessly, and I was powerless to escape.

“Please let me go,” I whimpered. Tears were running down my cheeks – real tears!

“I will release you when I wish, and not before, Miss Gringsworth. You need to learn proper etiquette, and I am going to teach you. First, as I told you before, you will refer to me as Headmistress. When spoken to, you will answer ‘Yes, Headmistress’ or ‘No, Headmistress.’ Is that clear?”

“Y-yes, Headmistress,” I replied.

“Second, you will learn that there is a hierarchy here at Tarnheim. First year girls answer to second year girls, who answer to third year girls, who answer to fourth year girls. All girls answer to the teachers, whom you will address as Master or Mistress, and all answer to me. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Headmistress,” I nodded.

“Third, the rule of Tarnheim is obedience. When you are given an order by one above you, you will obey without question, unless the order conflicts with one given by a higher authority. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Headmistress.”

“Very good, Miss Gringsworth. Get up, and we shall see to your punishment.”

As she released my wrist, I looked up at her. “My punishment? W-what are you talking about?”

She stood above me, and her eyes were two pools of cold blue ice. “Your actions and attitude have been most inappropriate, Miss Gringsworth. Your insolence will not be tolerated here, and you will now learn the consequences.”

I gulped nervously, not knowing what form this punishment was to take. Miss Krieger was very intimidating, and I was genuinely scared. My fears were justified, I soon discovered.

“Remove your clothes, and place them over there by the door,” she commanded.

I blinked in amazement. “I-I’m sorry, you want me to do what, Headmistress?”

“You heard me the first time. Remove your clothes,” she snapped icily, “at once!”

Frightened, I complied with her commands. I removed my shoes and socks, and my fingers shook as I fumbled with the buttons of my blouse. I unzipped my skirt and lowered it to the ground, then, clad only in my undergarments, bent down to pick up my clothes.

“You are not finished, Miss Gringsworth. Continue.”

I stared at her in shock. “Y-you want me naked, Headmistress?”

She answered with a predatory smile that chilled me to the core. “Yes. Continue.”

My heart raced as I nervously reached up to unfasten the front snap on my bra. Biting my lip, I pulled it open, revealing my breasts, and shrugged my bra to the floor. Strangely, my nipples had become erect, an odd reaction to fear. With some hesitation I grasped the hem of my panties and slowly peeled them down to my feet, then stepped out of them. One hand covered my pussy while the other attempted to cover my breasts.

“Very good, Miss Gringsworth. Now stand up straight so I can get a better look at you, and keep your hands at your sides.”

Miss Krieger approached, and I stood rigidly still, not daring to even breathe as she circled me. I’d always taken pride in my body, reveling in the stares I drew from the boys (and some girls, I might add). But I’d never felt so vulnerable. Her eyes roamed up and down the length of my body and she smiled appreciatively. “I see that you’ve kept your body in decent condition, though you need more muscle tone. Don’t worry, we’ll see to that soon enough. Now, lie face down on that.”

Miss Krieger pointed towards a leather covered bench that was some four feet in length, and about a foot wide. Nervously, I lay down upon it, my arms and legs dangling over the sides. She quickly seized hold of a wrist and I felt a loop of silken cord placed around it. Similar loops were placed over my other wrist and my ankles. Miss Krieger pressed a button, and I heard the whir of electric motors and the cords were drawn tight to the legs of the bench.

My breasts were flattened beneath me, and I was unable to move my arms in any way. I could straighten my legs a trifle, which served only to raise my bottom higher. I was trapped and utterly defenseless, my body exposed and vulnerable.

Miss Krieger stepped out of my view, and I waited anxiously, not knowing what was to happen next. I was not prepared when I heard the crack of a whip cutting the air and slashing across my bottom a split-instant later. I screamed in pain, and struggled futilely to free myself.

“Oh, god, please Headmistress, please don’t whip me!”

“Miss Gringsworth, you will stop your sniveling this instant. You’ve had this coming for a very long time, and you’re going to get what you deserve.” With that she cracked the whip across my bottom again, and I felt my ass was on fire.

“Please! Please, Headmistress, I can’t bear it, I really can’t! You’ll kill me!”

“Nonsense. This whip is specially made for its purpose, Miss Gringsworth. It is both pliable and resilient, calculated to sting but not to mark the flesh. I could whip you all day and never leave a mark.”

The whip came down again on my bottom, and I screamed. I screamed for help, but no one in the Academy would dare to intrude on their headmistress. I begged for mercy, and soon learned that mercy was not a quality that Miss Krieger possessed. She laid into me with renewed fervor, whipping my poor bottom until it felt like my skin had been flayed off with a knife. She varied her attack, sometimes aiming for the backs of my legs and letting the tip of the lash curl around my thigh. Worst of all, sometimes she let the whip curl between my legs and flick my tender pussy, which elicited the loudest screams from me.

The whipping continued for a very long time. I cannot say how long it was, because time had ceased to have meaning. All of my existence was concentrated on the sensations of pain and utter helplessness. I’d stopped pleading with her long ago, and my cries had become incoherent. Miss Krieger’s stamina was incredible; she continued to lash me with undiminished energy and enthusiasm for what seemed like over an hour. I was a broken, sobbing wreck, and my bottom was ablaze with pain.

Finally, Miss Krieger moved to stand in front of me. With my arms pulled down tight, I could scarcely raise my head enough to look into her eyes. She smiled wickedly, and said, “I am going to give you twelve more lashes, Miss Gringsworth, all directly upon your sweet pussy, and with the full force of my arm. You are to count out the number of each stroke in a loud, clear voice. If you fail to keep the proper count, we shall begin again at ‘one.’ Do you understand?”

Sobbing, I nodded. “Yes, Headmistress.”

“Good. Then let us begin.”

The whip cracked loudly, the tip landing squarely on my pussy. I opened my mouth to speak, but my voice was paralyzed with pain. My jaw moved as I mouthed the word, “One.”

The whip slashed down again between my widely parted thighs to strike my clitoris full force. A fresh wave of pain swept over me. My eyes were squeezed shut, and my mouth moved again. “T-two,” I breathed.

The lash came down again, striking its mark unerringly. I screamed out, “Three!”

Miss Krieger shook her head. “No, Miss Gringsworth, you are wrong. It cannot be ‘three’ until you have properly counted ‘one.’” With that she cut down again with the lash directly on my swollen clitoris.

“One! One! Oh, god, one!”

“Very good, Miss Gringsworth. We will now continue with a proper count.”

To my credit, I managed to maintain the count despite the pain. Each time I felt I might lose consciousness, but I had to focus past it to call out the count or it would become infinitely worse. When I had finally called out twelve, I would have collapsed had I not been securely bound.

My breath came in shuddering gasps. Miss Krieger moved behind me, peeling off her leather gloves as she did so. Her hand caressed my bottom, feeling so cool against the heat of my blazing skin. She gently stroked my ass, her hands wandering over both upraised globes and down my parted thighs. It felt very good, and quite soothing. I felt her soft tongue trace a line up one thigh, licking its way up my leg and swirling upon one burning ass cheek. She repeated the process on the other thigh, and I squirmed as her tongue tickled my ass. I was embarrassed at how much I liked having her lick my ass.

She then began caressing my stinging pussy, and her soft touch gave wonderful relief to the pain. I felt myself moaning softly as her hands explored my throbbing quim. I felt myself getting wet in spite of myself. She knelt between my parted thighs and began expertly licking my exposed pussy. I moaned louder, feeling my body respond in unthinkable ways. Her tongue dove deep into my slit, moving in slow circles, and I felt my breath come faster.

When Miss Krieger’s tongue flicked across my swollen clitoris, all self-control dissolved and I felt my body quake with a powerful orgasm. She continued licking me, taking my clitoris between her lips and sucking on it. I came again and again as she tongued me, my orgasms running together until I was in a continuous state of climactic explosion. I was out of my mind, begging her to never stop.

When Miss Krieger finally released me, I was beyond all thought or reason. I had been reduced to her sexual plaything, and was willing to do anything she commanded without hesitation. She stood and walked in front of me, peeling off her leathers as she did so. Her body was superb, trim and athletic yet with amazing breasts. I noted that her nipples were pierced, as was her clitoris, and all bore rings of white gold. She moved to place her shaved pussy directly into my face, winding her fingers in my hair.

“Lick me,” she commanded, and I eagerly complied.

I’d never made love to a woman before, nor to a man, except for kissing and soft caresses. Yet I found myself hungrily lapping her pussy like a girl gone mad. I wanted it, wanted it badly, and licked and sucked her for all that I was worth. Miss Krieger whispered words of encouragement, urging me on as I licked her, and I loved it. The taste was heavenly.

Miss Krieger had me tongue her to orgasm three times before she released me. I rose from the bench unsteadily, my legs wobbly from being bound for so long. She helped me to my feet, and poured me a glass of water from a carafe on her desk. I drank, thirsty from screaming for so long. She looked at me and smiled.

“Now you’ve had a proper introduction to our way of teaching, Miss Gringsworth. Welcome to Tarnheim Academy, your new home.”

I smiled in return, genuinely moved. I felt I had been transformed by my experience, and knew that nothing would be the same ever again. Nor would I want it to be.

End part one.

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Partially based on a real event. I love phone sex!

So I’m in the convenience store at night and these two hot teens come in, they order junk food which takes a while so I line up behind them with and listen to them talk. One girl a hot brunette in tights that show off her perfect little ass saying she wants to go to a party but the blonde girl in cut offs wants to go home and apparently she is driving. They were young maybe 15 or 16 years old and they were both so fucking hot. I take out my cell phone and begin snapping pics of these two little hotties in front of me. Close up of their tight little asses and longer shots of them in profile with their firm little tities poking out from under tank tops

So they pay and I quickly buy a candy bar and these two hotties are outside on the sidewalk and talking the party thing over again. I come up and boldly speak to the two.

“Pardon me I couldn’t help but over hearing in the store. I would be happy to drive you if you need a lift.” I say looking at the cute girl in the tights. “

“No thank you,” says the other girl, “This is… uh private.”

“Just a minute,” says the girl in the tights, “you would do that.”

“No problem, I said, “As long as it’s in the city.”

The girl in tights gives me a sexy look, then looks back at her friend who is glaring at her, “Thanks, but I guess I’m going to go home. But really, thanks for offering anyway.”

“That’s fine, my name is Courtney, here is my cell number, in case you change your mind.” I handed the hot brunette a card and she took it.

The girl in cut offs crossed her arms and was glaring at me now. I smiled at the girl in tights, my sexiest smile and walked to my car. I watched them in my rearview. The girl in cut offs was upset and slammed her door when they got into the car. My guess was that they were teen lovers.

About an hour later I was in bed, reading erotic stories on my laptop wearing a tank and panties when I got this call on my cell (unknown number). I answered:

Me: Hello, Courtney here.

Her: Hi, uh its me.

Me (I knew right away who it was but I wanted to tease her a bit) Could you be a bit more specific…me who?

Her: Oh yeah, from the 7/ll, my name is Carla.

Me: Oh hi Carla, nice to hear your voice again, I’m glad you called. I want to apologize for getting you in trouble with your friend. She seemed pissed off for some reason.

Her: Oh April, don’t worry about her, she can be a pain sometimes. I really thought it was nice of you to offer me a ride.

Me: Well it sounded like you wanted to go out and have some fun, I know that feeling. Did you still need a ride Carla?

Her: No, I’m uh in for the night, as it was, my mom was pissed I was out so late. I’m in my bedroom, uh alone.

Me: Oh I see, do you mind me asking how old you are Carla.

Her: I’m 15 (pause) is that okay. I mean I know I look a bit older.

Me: That’s true you do, you look in those hot tights. Are are you still wearing them sweetie?

Her: (after a silence) Yeah I am.

Me: You still want to have some fun tonight don’t you Carla. That’s why you called me isn’t it? It’s okay Carla, I understand, I was your age once too you know, I used to get urges, and follow them, like calling a woman you don’t know. Shall we have some fun tonight Carla?

Her: (after a low sigh) I’d like that… yes.

Me: Have you ever looked at yourself in the full length mirror in those tights…they really show off your hot little body?

Her: (silence) Do you think so?

Me: (slowly) Uh huh, I love how they ride low, just barely covering your ass crack. Carla did you know you have a very hot ass. So round and firm, it really is sexy.

Her (an audible gulp) Yeah, I guess it’s okay.

Me: Get in front of a mirror Carla. Turn your back to the mirror and look over your shoulder. (hearing her move off the bed) Now touch your ass for me outside your tights tell me how it feels Carla. ( I hear her movements)

Her: Okay, I’m doing it…yeah it’s firm, and nice and round…I like my ass…how it feels sexy.

Me: Carla you are sexy, turn around and look at your front. See how your top rides up over your lovely tummy, I love the nice curve of your tummy, for 15 that lovely curvy tummy is to be expected you will slim down in about a year. Lift your top and rub all around your tummy for me sweet Carla…
Her: (detectable heavier breath) Yeah rubbing my tummy feels nice, so smooth, I never did this before my navel is an innie, kind of sensitive around there, yeah this is sweet.

Me: Your young body is so receptive to your touch, keep that awareness always Carla…your body is speaking to you, speak back… take off your top for me, and take off your bra…will you…wil you do it for me?

Her: Yeah, wow, yeah just a minute (she sets phone down., my heart is racing…she picks up) Yeah okay I did it.

Me: Look at your titties Carla, so perky, are your nipples hard?

Her: Uh-Huh, their standing out, I never look at my titties like this.

Me: Look at how round and firm they are, those nipples sound like they need attention. Wet two of your fingers in your mouth and rub circles around your stiff nipples, gently, at first then more firmly. Feel the sensations Carla.

Her: Okay, (pause puts the phone on hands free) Ah, mmm that’s nice, they are stiff, hard. I love it when I bend them over and they …ah snap up mmm my nipples are kind of long…I love touching them…ahhh.

Me: That’s right Carla look in the mirror as you roll them between your wet fingers, see how your whole body reacts when you touch your sensitive tities and nipples. Pinch them if you want sweet Carla.

Her: Oh Courtney, this is hot, they are so hard, arrgh, when I pinch them my pussy feels all tingly…oh fuck I love pulling my nipples. I kind of want to, ahh touch myself.

Me: In time Carla. Turn your back to the mirror and slowly pull your tights over your hot young ass. Watch as you do this, see how sweet your tight little ass is?
Her: Oh, mmmm can’t keep my hands off my firm ass just have a thong on under the tights (breathing)…mmm touching my bare ass feels so good.

Me: Slap that firm ass for me Carla.

Her: Smack, mmm that feels good, my pussy is getting so wet, I can feel it wetting my thong…can I take my tights all the way off?

Me: Yes, Carla baby, take off your tights and turn around…see how wet your thong is… tel me what you see.

Her: (sighing) Oh it looks so hot, the crotch is soaked, I’m humping my hips, and punching the air with my cunt so it looks so hot.

Me: Oh yes, your sweet juices are flowing now. Pull up on your thong sweetie, pull it up into your young pussy lips, do it for me Carla.

Her: Ohhh fuck that feels so amazing. Courtney it rubs my clit, mmm I can make it rub my clit…more juice pulling it back and forth over my lips….I love how it looks in the mirror, with my legs spread.

Me: Oh my beautiful Carla, take off that wet, wet thong and taste it, put the crotch right in your mouth and taste your hot wet cunt. Do it Carla.

Her: Okay. (hear her body move, then tasting the thong) Oh mmm I love how wet it is, I get so wet when I’m excited, Courtney you have me so hot. I want to touch my pussy, please.

Me: Spread your legs, look at your pussy, is it shaved, look at how wet you are…how excited you are now just part your lips and tell me what you see.
Her: Oh my, mmm. My cunt lips are so puffy and slippery… inside the lips it’s pink and wet my pussy hole is leaking juices, my clit is like hard pointing out from my lips. Oh fuck, I want to touch it so bad.

Me: Oh Carla I love this, you’ve made me so wet, you’ve made your self wet. Wet three fingers, stick them deep into your mouth and get them nice and wet, then one by one stick them into your tight teen cunt tell me as you put them in, tell me how they feel going in.

Her: (Hear her sucking, spiting saliva on her fingers) Oh fuck I need this so bad…Ahhh fuck…that’s one all the way in…feels so fucking good slowly fucking…ahh yes….Fuck two fingers, deep in my pussy… tight making my clit itch oh fuck Courtney this is good….Arrrgh fucking my cunt with three fingers …so fucking tight lips moving with each push…(squishy sounds)…oh mmmm ohh fuck.

Me: That’s so hot Carla, fuck your tight little cunt hard, now wet the middle fingers on your other hand get them really wet (hear her suck and spit) now take the fingers and rub them up and down…back and forth over your stiff little clit…feel your sensitive clit jump under your touch …rub that clit Carla.

Her: Oh I want it, ooohhh fuck it feels so fucking good. My clit is so fucking alive so sensitive…I can’t believe it, I’ve never felt like this…oh Courtney what is happening to me? Oh, Oh, I think I’m going to cum…juice running down my legs.

Me: Don’t hold back you beautiful little bitch in heat, rub that little clit hard, twist your fingers in your cunt hit that spot, fuck yourself like you never have before, can you feel that cum rising in your fucking pussy Carla?!

Her: Oh fuck yes…So close, rubbing so hard, fucking deep…(breathing fast and hard). Uh…Uh…Fuuuck, Fuuuuck…Cuummming , cum squirt…ohhh what the fuck….oh fuck cum every where….Arrgh!

Me: Don’t stop Carla, keep fucking, Keep rubbing make yourself cum again you hot little cunt, let me hear you squirt again…fuck I love it.

Her: (Moaning words indecipherable, hear sloppy sounds of her pussy) Arrgh fuck…here it cummmms again, oh fuck what’s happening …oooh squirting all over the mirror…fuck dripping down…arrgh pushing fingers out of my cunt…ohhh it keeps cumming…ohhh fuck I can’t take this…ohh (thump, sound of Carla collapsing to the floor)…Ohh my….oh fuck.

Me: Carla, are you okay …baby did you fall (silence) Carla (silence).

Her: (finally, very slowly) Good…I’m good…It was…so…fucking…amazing.

Me: Oh Carla, baby, you were so great…have you never cum like that before, I mean squirting?

Her: Oh… no…never.

Me: Taste yourself baby…on your fingers on the mirror…lick it off…taste your sweet girl juice.

Her: Oh mmm…oh mmm (licking sounds) oh… good…tastes sweet…fuck I love it. I had no idea my cum tasted so good. Courtney, what have you done to me.

Me: I did nothing my amazing Carla, you did it all to yourself, and now you’ve done it you can do it again…and again.

Her: Oh my god, I’m wipes, and what a mess, so much cum. Can I…can I…call you again Courtney.

Me: Oh my lovely Carla, you can call me any time…I love what happened tonight, it was fun wasn’t it?

Her: Oh my god …..yes! I will, I will, I think I love you Courtney.

Me: Good night, and Carla, next time you call wear a short skirt, without panties, okay.
Her: Mmm I understand. Till then.

Me: Till then, kisses Carla. (end of call)

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Summary: Conner comes through with a new couple to join the group for prom, but fails to ensure the girl Natalie is prepared for the after prom plans. Sarah meets with Natalie to convince her to be part of the orgy, leading to the girls experimenting with the strap-on. Ali finally gets to end her week of orgasm training, but things don’t go well and she objects to being told the girls all have to get tattoos

This is a 28 chapter long form story. If you are finding this for the first time, I would encourage you to go back and read from Chapter 1 to get the most enjoyment from the overall story. Enjoy!

Conner called Sarah later that afternoon with the good news that he had found the extra couple to join them for prom night, Joe and Natalie. Joe being another football player didn’t surprise Sarah. She knew him of course, but not well. With his dark hair and a dark complexion, Sarah guessed he probably had an Italian heritage. Attractive and strong as an ox, Sarah immediately pictured him fucking her while she clutched his tight abs, bringing a quick tingle to her pussy.

Natalie also presented an interesting option. Being in the grade below Sarah, she didn’t know Natalie as well, but she definitely had a reputation as a party girl and acted pretty slutty most of the time, so that boded well. Sarah guessed Natalie to be 5’7” or 5’8” tall with very blonde hair, almost platinum. Given that it most likely came out of a bottle, Sarah wondered what her natural hair color might be. She always wore a lot of eye makeup, sometimes with sparkle accents, and cheap clothes that showed off her enormous boobs. Walking down the hall, her tits usually looked ready to bounce out of whatever tight, low-cut top she wore. Nevertheless, Sarah couldn’t deny that Natalie had some real beauty under the cheap adornments.

At parties, Natalie was usually either very drunk or very stoned, or both, and all over whatever guy she was with. She had started dating Joe earlier in the school year and had calmed down a lot, but still wore her very trashy clothes. Sarah knew that Natalie’s family had even less money than hers and thought she remembered that her parents were divorced. Having heard the rumors that Natalie’s mother suffered from alcoholism, which probably led to why her father had wanted out, also probably explained why Natalie acted the way she did.

“Hmm. Probably not my first pick, but not bad. And you are sure they are down for what we have planned? You explained everything?” she asked.

“Well, I talked to Joe. He said that he and Natalie had talked about having a threesome before and she seemed down with it. He definitely is. He wants to bang you and Jenny for sure.”

Sarah sighed. She could tell he hadn’t really prepped them at all. “Did you tell him that it is going to be a full-on orgy or not?”

She heard Conner groan and he stammered, “I said that the girls wanted to take turns having sex with us. And he told me that Natalie would play along. He was sure of it.”

“God damn it Conner! That’s not what I told you. We want to have a full-blown orgy. Not taking turns. I don’t want this whole thing ruined because they freak out when we really get started. Did you even tell him about the rest of it? About the pegging?” she asked emphatically while covering her mouth with her hand as much as possible to make sure nobody else in the house heard.

“Well, no. But I figured that if he saw us doing it, that he would go along. Or maybe we should just skip that part.”

Sarah tried to calm herself, but she could feel the anger bubbling up. “Do you want to fuck my ass or not? Have three girls blow you at the same time? Do you ever want to fucking touch my pussy again?!” she said exasperated. “Look, this is going to be one of the greatest nights of your life. But not if you screw it up for me, understand? You get him to agree to what I want, or you never get to fuck any of us ever again! And you can find a new date for prom or just sit around and jerk off all night!”

“Okay, okay! Relax! I’ll….I’ll talk to him. Why is this so important? Why can’t it just be more…, you know…., normal?”

“I don’t want normal Conner. I want what we agreed to, and what you promised you would help me get. I’ve done a lot for you, right? Given you a lot? And I’ve kept all of your secrets. You want me to go on keeping your secrets, don’t you? Or should I just show everyone the pictures I have? I might just have to do that if you fuck this up for me. I want this night to be perfect.”

Conner sighed heavily into the phone. “Fine. I’ll talk to him, and you know, explain it. But he gets to fuck your ass too, right? I can promise him that? You and Jenny?”

“Yes, Conner. Tell him that you tried it and it gave you the best orgasm of your life. And he gets to fuck us any way he wants. You make us happy and we do anything you guys want. How many guys would give their left nut for a deal like that?” she chuckled and softened. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be a bitch. You get him to agree and I’ll talk to Natalie and make sure she is ‘really’ down for this. I doubt he has told her anything. And thank you for helping. I do appreciate it and I will make it worth your while. I promise.”

“You’re gonna kill me girl,” he said sarcastically.

“No, I’m going to treat you like a king!” she teased back. “I’ll tell you what, you talk to Joe and get him to agree and then come over Monday after school and I’ll show you how much I appreciate you?”

Appealing to his lust always worked with Conner. “Deal! I’ll get it done. Don’t worry.” Sarah told him to text her Natalie’s phone number before getting off the phone and then laid on her bed trying to think of the best way to make sure Natalie would agree as well.

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Ali looked tired the next morning at the spa, but said she felt so relieved that her ‘edging’ training had finally ended that morning. With Mr. Michaels instructions for her to arrive at his house at 3:00pm, she still fidgeted nervously about what he had planned but confided that she couldn’t wait to finally get to have an orgasm after so long. As they got ready in the locker room, Sarah noticed Ali’s pussy glistening with wetness and sympathized with her friend’s plight.

“I like your necklace Jenny,” Ali commented while they put on their thick robes. “Is that new?”

Blushing, Jenny grabbed the small hummingbird pendant and held it up for Ali to take a closer look. “Yes, just got it. It’s a hummingbird. Kind of my new symbol I guess you’d say,” she replied while stealing a quick knowing glance to Sarah.

“Very pretty. Suits you,” Ali stated.

“Let’s get in there. I am ready for a massage!” Sarah exclaimed, trying to change the subject. As she lay on the massage table, her mind reviewed at least part of what Ali was in for that afternoon, wondering how Ali would take the news, especially about the tattoo. Ali didn’t have any tattoos and Sarah felt sure that Ali would not react well. Her thoughts also lingered on Natalie. Having texting her the day before, she had arranged for Natalie to come over to her house after lunch and she had also warned Mr. Michaels to be sure to record their interaction. She didn’t know how it would go but figured having a record of it couldn’t hurt. An hour of deep rubbing did little to settle her nerves.

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Natalie arrived at Sarah’s house just after 1:00pm. Fortunately, the house ended up being empty with her dad off playing golf, her mother running errands all afternoon and her sister hanging out at a friend’s house. With Natalie wearing a pretty typical low cut tank top with a white lace push up bra, Sarah could see how the bra pushed her tits half out of the tight top and showed the lace around the edges. Her dramatic eye shadow came out to the sides in a cat’s eye with small rhinestones to accentuate the upper lid and the tips on the side.

After getting her a drink, she led the slutty looking girl up to her room. They sat on her bed and Sarah made sure that the camera would get the perfect angle of them as they talked. “Thanks for coming Natalie. I know we don’t know each other too well. By the way, I just love your eye makeup. It’s very sexy.” Sarah wanted to put her at ease.

“Thank you! I’ve always liked making it look really dramatic.”

“It definitely works. You’re very pretty.”

Natalie blushed a little and looked down for second or two. “Thank you,” she said shyly. “So, Joe told me about the plans for prom, and I guessed you wanted to talk about that?”

“Yes. Exactly! I knew you would get it. We are all really excited. So what did Joe tell you?”

“He said you got a limo for prom and that you had room for two more people. So Conner asked if we wanted to join.”

“Yep. And we are going out for a nice dinner first. Doesn’t that sound like fun?”

“Oh hell ya! I’ve never ridden in a limo before.”

“Me neither. I think Jenny has, but it will be a first for me too,” Sarah replied.

Natalie looked embarrassed, but she pushed forward anyway. “And then he said that for after prom you got a hotel room. That we could go there afterward to…party. He said it was a suite, so we would be able to have some….privacy.” Her hesitancy clearly indicating that she understood at least partially what had been planned.

“We do. A really nice suite with alcohol and I think Jenny is going to bring some weed. We will definitely all be able to party.” She paused to figure out how to say the next part. “But I wanted to make sure that you understood exactly how we want to party and I knew the boys wouldn’t explain it to you.” She took a breath and decided to just throw it out there. “We want to have sex. Together. Not just one on one.”

Natalie looked confused. “You mean like take turns having sex with each other?”

Sarah shook her head. “No. I mean like have sex all together at one time.” She looked at Natalie and waited for a reaction.

Natalie furrowed her brow. “Like an orgy? Is that what you mean?” The hint of shock on her face let Sarah know that she hadn’t anticipated that kind of party.

“Yes. Joe told Conner that you two have talked about having a threesome before. He said that he thought you were into having sex with multiple partners.”

Natalie rolled her eyes and let her head roll back. “Well, I mean we have talked about a threesome a few times, sure. You know, like if we were a little drunk and he asked if I would be open to having another girl join us or something. I mean, I’ve heard of other people doing it and I’ve always been curious of course. But we haven’t ever gone through with it. You have?”

“Will you promise to keep my secret?” Sarah asked.

“Yeah, sure. I won’t tell anyone.”

Sarah nodded. “I’ve had a threesome with two girls and a boy. And one with two boys and me. Even one with three girls.”

Natalie’s eyes got really big and she leaned in toward Sarah. “Wow! I never would have guessed. I didn’t think you were that…adventurous.”

Sarah laughed and patted Natalie’s knee. “It’s okay. You can say slutty! I definitely can be. But I don’t want everyone to know about it. So we are all really careful.” Natalie still looked stunned. Sarah kept her hand on Natalie’s knee intentionally.

She watched Natalie’s eyes look carefully at her hand touching her, but waited patiently and didn’t move it. After a minute, Natalie asked timidly, “So you’ve done it with just girls too? Like a lesbian thing?”

“Yes. I don’t consider myself a lesbian, but I do like having sex with girls. Have you ever tried it?”

“Had sex with a girl?” Natalie responded rhetorically. The blush confirmed for Sarah that Natalie was curious, and she still didn’t try to remove Sarah’s hand. “No.”

“Do you think you would want to try? Or try a threesome?”

Natalie seemed to consider before slowly shaking her head. “I don’t know if I could. I mean, a lot of people already think I’m…trashy. If something like this got around….I just don’t think I could.”

Taking it slow, she wanted to be careful to not scare the girl. “So it’s not that you aren’t interested, it’s just that you are worried about what other people might think, right?” she asked very softly.

Pulling her eyes up, she looked Sarah straight in the face. “I guess so,” she replied quietly.

“What if I could promise you that the boys won’t talk about it. That as long as you don’t say anything, nobody but us would know about it?”

Natalie shook her head. “How could you do that? Guys always talk about sex. They always brag.” She seemed thoughtful for a long minute. “Half the reason I dress like this is because once I started letting guys feel me up, it spread around like crazy and everyone would call me a slut or a whore. I mean, I have big tits, so they are always grabbing and trying to see them or whatever. I finally figured, if I am going to get called that anyway, I might as well look the part.” She seemed sad.

“I get it,” Sarah said nodding sympathetically. “We all feel that way. But I can promise because I’ve done it. And I can tell you how and I promise that I will do it for us this time as well.”

“Ok. How?” she asked, now obviously intriguing.

“I get them to do something embarrassing and make a video. Kind of the price to get me to do something they want. That way, if they ever try to spread a rumor about me, I’ll spread something much worse about them. Something that they definitely wouldn’t want to get out about them.”

“So blackmail. Like what?” she asked with a conspiratorial tone.

Sarah shook her head. “It’s only blackmail if I use it to hurt them. I don’t want to ever show it to anyone. So it’s more like insurance. Because I only need to make sure that they will keep things to themselves. Same thing goes with girls. I can’t share secrets about the boys without being sure I can trust in your silence.” Taking a brief pause before she continued, “But I will share if you will do something for me.”

Natalie scowled and looked suspicious. “What do I have to do?”

“Let me make a video of me fucking you with a strap-on dildo,” she stated.

Natalie didn’t react right away, but then threw her head back and laughed loudly. “You can’t be serious!”

“Yes I’m serious. Look Natalie, I know you are curious. I can see it in your eyes. You want to know what sex with another woman is like. Probably have been curious to try for a long time. I know I was. And you want to know what I have over the boys. Which I promise will more than satisfy you. You are also thinking about how great it would be to try having more than one cock at a time after prom. Which again, I can promise is even better than you can imagine. But I need to be able to trust you.”

Natalie shook her head and eyed Sarah for an extended period while she considered. “Do you have one?”

“A strap-on? Sure.”

“Can I see it?”

“Of course!” Sarah got off the bed and reached underneath to her hidden stash of toys. She pulled the box out and took out some sweaters that covered the incriminating items. Standing back up, she hooked her fingers into her shorts and underwear and lowered them seductively before stepping out of them and immodestly showed off her perfect peach.

“Do you wax your pussy?” Natalie exclaimed. “It looks so smooth.”

Reaching forward, Sarah took Natalie’s hand and gently pulled it over to her, getting little resistance like she hoped. “Feel,” she said as she ran Natalie’s fingers up along her slit and across her bare pubes.

“Oh wow! That IS so smooth. Didn’t it hurt?”

“Worth it for how good it feels. Especially to the tongue.” Sarah drew Natalie’s fingers up her slit again, but this time more slowly and deeper between the folds, until they flicked over her clit making her purr in response. “Yes, that feels so good. But first things first.” Sarah reached down and picked up the strap-on and let Natalie examine it. “Now watch,” she instructed as she took it back. “You step into the straps and pull the harness up into place,” she continued.

Sarah sucked on her two forefingers getting them wet with saliva and ran them between her spread labia before inserting the dildo into her pussy. Once positioned, she tightened the straps around her thighs and waist and held her hands out in presentation. “Now I’m the one that gets to do the fucking.” Twisting her hips to make the fake dick swing back and forth, she exclaimed, “Voila!”

Natalie reached out and touched it gingerly. Gaining confidence, she soon grabbed and stroked it like a real dick. “It’s big. But it feels like a real one. Soft like skin.”

“It feels real inside of you as well.” Feeling bold, Sarah moved forward and kissed Natalie, softly at first with growing firmness. Natalie didn’t pull away, but didn’t react initially either. Eventually she started to kiss back. Sarah eased her tongue into Natalie’s mouth until the girl’s resistance eroded and the two moved closer into a real embrace, continuing to kiss like lovers.

Breaking the embrace with an excited sigh, Sarah moved to set her phone in a holder on the dresser next to the hidden camera and started recording a video. Natalie looked nervous and hesitant when Sarah returned to her. “Do we really have to record this? I don’t know if I can do it.”

“Don’t lose your nerve now sweetheart,” Sarah said trying to comfort her. She got back on the bed next to Natalie and put her hand on Natalie’s arm. “I promise, this will be one of the best experiences of your life. It was for me.” She leaned forward and kissed Natalie again, biting lightly on her lower lip.

Again, Natalie’s resistance soon melted as she moaned and breathed deeply at Sarah’s advances. Growing ever more emboldened, Sarah raised her hand up to Natalie’s breast, caressing and squeezing the soft flesh through her top. Sarah couldn’t believe how big it was having never held a breast that large. Moving directly, she grabbed the hem of the tank top and pulled it up over Natalie’s head, stopping the deep and passionate kissing for only a second. Slipping her hand under the bra strap into the cup, she fondled Natalie’s tit, feeling the nipple get hard against her palm, still amazed that she could barely get her hand around the soft mammary.

Sarah slid the bra straps down her arms low enough to expose both breasts. Squeezing them in her hands while kissing down Natalie’s neck before going lower to kiss the top of each breast. Natalie’s tits were soft and very pliable in her hands. Pulling back for just a second, she admired the large deep red nipples sitting atop areolas almost the size of the top of a soup can. Sarah latched onto the right one and sucked the huge nipple into her mouth, unable to get the whole areola inside despite her opening her mouth as wide as possible.

Natalie responded by groaning more loudly, moving to cradle Sarah head in the hands. Alternating between sucking and lightly biting on the nipple, Sarah enjoying toying with the hard, finger width piece of flesh, rewarded with feeling a shiver run through Natalie as her hands tighten on her head. Sarah lightly pinched the other nipple and continued to massage both breasts. Squeezing the globes together, she moved back and forth between then playing with both stiff nipples.

Sarah continued to suck on a nipple as her hands moved around to the back to release the clasp and threw the bra to the side. She pushed Natalie down on the bed and pulled Natalie’s shorts and underwear off in one quick motion and threw them to the ground as well. Suddenly feeling overwhelmed, Natalie breathlessly commented, “I can’t believe I’m doing this. Maybe we shouldn’t. I’ve never been with another woman. I don’t know if I can.”

But her protests lacked conviction and she did nothing to stop Sarah from lifting one of Natalie’s legs over to Sarah’s other side to fully expose her pussy. Sarah could see already how wet Natalie’s pussy had become and admired the beauty of it. Her pubic hair formed a neatly shaved triangle over large dark pink labia that slightly spread open before her.

Taking her time, Sarah ran her hands up and down Natalie’s thighs using just the fingertips. “Just relax and let me show you how different sex with a woman can be than a man. I’m going to be so soft and make you cum so hard. You will love it. Just trust me.” She ran her fingers through the pubic hair and down the outside of the labia and then the backs of her fingertips up the inner thighs to Natalie’s knees. The drawn out teasing had the desired effect and Sarah smiled as she watched Natalie grind her hips in anticipation.

With heavy eyelids, Natalie kept her gaze on Sarah watching every move. Nevertheless, Sarah could feel Natalie continue to relax. “Tell me Natalie. Tell me you want me to eat your cunt and give you an orgasm. Tell me you want to feel my tongue on your clit.”

Natalie let out several small groans. With a tortured expression, she said very quietly and very tentatively, “I want you to go down on me. I want to…to feel your mouth.” Sarah shook her head slowly and continued to tease Natalie, running the back of one finger up the girl’s slit, through the dripping moisture, ending in a small twirl around her clit getting a deeper moan from Natalie in response.

“Not what I said Natalie. You have to say it exactly as I told you. ‘I want you to eat my cunt and give me an orgasm. I want to feel your tongue on my clit.’” Sarah punctuated her directions with another stoke up the girl’s moist pussy and two more swirls around her clit before pulling the labia open and leaning closer.

Natalie closed her eyes and took several breaths. “I want you to eat my…eat my cunt and give me an orgasm.” She moaned again at another touch from Sarah. “I want to feel your tongue on my clit,” she repeated anxiously.

Sarah moved closer and blew lightly on her naked clit. “Look over at the camera and say it again. Louder this time. I want to hear you beg.” Dropping her tongue just enough to touch Natalie’s clit, she flicked it with just the tip of her tongue barely touching it.

Sarah didn’t look up but heard Natalie plead the request again, louder with more confidence. Sarah lowered her mouth and drew her tongue over the outer labia. Taking long licks from the bottom to the top and over the clit hood. She spread the lips wider and dug deeper and continued to pick up the frequency to Natalie’s clear enjoyment. Natalie’s hands returned to Sarah’s head. “Oh my god, you are so soft,” she exclaimed.

Sarah very lightly kissed her clit and very lightly used only slightly more pressure with her tongue to play with it. Natalie moaned louder and ground her hips up higher. Inserting two fingers into her pussy, Sarah sucked on her clit while slowly thrusting into her. She consciously drew out Natalie’s reaction, knowing there was no reason to hurry and wanting this experience to burn into Natalie’s memory. She edged her repeatedly, backing off just enough each time she could feel Natalie get close, until the girl begged and practically forced Sarah’s face into her sopping wet pussy.

Confident that Natalie would explode any second, Sarah finger fucked her hard and focused her attention on Natalie’s throbbing clit. Her long continuous moan broke with and excited, “Oh my God!!” as she pushed her hips off the bed before groaning loudly in a drawn-out orgasm. Sarah kept up her efforts throughout the extended climax, stopping only when Natalie collapsed against the bed and her body went limp. Kissing her pussy one last time, she moved up on top of her, into her arms, with the strap-on laying on her stomach.

They kissed for several long minutes before breaking. “Oh my God, that was amazing. Unbelievable.” Natalie said looking into Sarah’s eyes.

“We’re not done. And the next part is even better. I love fucking girls. It feels so good to be the one thrusting into someone else. You are going to love trying it too. But you first,” Sarah told her. She kissed Natalie again and moved one hand down to run the head of her dildo up and down Natalie’s pussy. “Pull your legs up for me,” she instructed.

Natalie bent her legs and pulled them up by the backs of her knees. Positioning the strap-on to her vaginal opening, Sarah pushed forward slowly driving the thick fake dick into her new friend. Natalie let go of her legs and wrapped her arms around Sarah’s waist. She groaned loudly as Sarah worked the cock deeper. “It’s so BIG! Oh fuck. It’s so thick! Fuck me. Please fuck me!”

Sarah got into a rhythm and used the full length of the phallus to fuck the girl very deeply, but very slowly, letting Natalie feel every inch. “It feels good to me too Nat. The other side is in my pussy and pressing on my clit. You’re fucking me at the same time.” Sarah moaned herself for effect as she picked up the pace. Laying on top of Natalie while her hips stayed in constant motion, she could feel the cushion of the pillowy breasts against her own tits. Their hard nipples pressed against each other. Sarah nuzzled Natalie’s neck while her hips continued to fuck the girl.

“I’m going to cum Natalie. I want to hear you cum with me. We are going to do this together.” She could hear the slap of the harness against Natalie’s pelvis as she moved in and out of the girl easily, with Natalie’s pussy dripping with as much excitement as her own. Natalie continued to groan at the pounding, building to a new climax. Sarah had to hold herself back to wait for Natalie, but she resolved to make Natalie cum before she did.

Before much longer, Natalie yelled out and dug her fingernails into Sarah’s back. “I’m cumming!” Natalie exclaimed as her body tensed and her legs squeezed into Sarah’s sides. Sarah gave it five or six more very powerful thrusts before she let her own orgasm go and moaned loudly into Natalie’s ear.

“You’re such a sexy bitch! Oh fuck this pussy feels so good. Fuck me back! Make me cum!” She felt Natalie push up against her as Sarah’s orgasm shook her body. With her hands still wrapped behind Natalie and holding her shoulders, Sarah dug her fingernails into Natalie and raked them down her back. Sarah’s legs trembled and she felt the flutter in her stomach. As soon as it finished, Sarah collapsed on top of the bigger girl, to their combined groans and gasps for breath to recover. Sarah noted how tightly Natalie held her in that position.

Sarah picked her head up and kissed Natalie again, which she enthusiastically returned, sliding her tongue deep into Sarah’s mouth. When they finally broke, Natalie asked, “Is it always like that? With another girl I mean?”

Sarah chuckled, “With the right girls, yes. And you are going to get a chance to experience others this weekend. If you want.”

“Wow,” was all Natalie could say.

They laid next to each other for a couple of minutes. “All right Nat. Your turn,” Sarah announced. She sat up and Natalie looked like she wanted to protest. “Nope, I don’t want to hear it. You’re going to do it. Only fair.”

Surrendering once she saw Sarah’s determined face, Natalie followed instructions and stood up by the bed in front of Sarah. Sarah loosened the straps and lowered the harness, pulling the internal dildo glistening with her own pussy juice out of her own vagina. Kneeling down, she helped Natalie step into the harness before pulling it up. With the dildo still wet, she inserted it into Natalie getting a small gasp followed by an appreciative moan once it found home. Sarah made quick work of securing the harness in place and retrieved her phone while Natalie jiggled her new appendage. The girls had fun taking several photos of Natalie in different poses handling her first penis, making each other laugh.

After returning the phone to the cradle and starting a new recording, Sarah jumped back up on the bed and motioning Natalie over to join her as she laid down. Natalie moved awkwardly as she got used to the strap-on between her legs, but soon joined Sarah, kissing her mouth hungrily before making the journey down Sarah’s body, stopping to suck and play with Sarah’s tits. “Have you ever played with another woman’s breasts before?” she asked. With a shy smile, Natalie admitted that she hadn’t saying the farthest she had ever gotten was touching another girl’s tits just to compare size and firmness to her own. She took her time on Sarah’s, obviously enjoying Sarah’s response and direction.

Sarah had to push Natalie’s reluctant head lower down her body, but she obediently complied. First kissing and licking Sarah’s navel, obviously stalling before going lower. Sarah let her take her time, but before long the novice faced her first pussy. Watching Natalie spread her smaller pussy lips open in her initial exploration of another woman made Sarah remember the feeling of the first time she had been in the same situation.

After the thorough close-up examination, Sarah instructed, “I want to feel your tongue lick from the bottom to the top. Go slow.” Sarah continued to direct Natalie through the entire cunniligus exercise. She made Natalie tongue fuck her vagina, and face fucked her through two orgasms, making sure to glaze Natalie’s face and nose with her juices.

“I want you to fuck me now Natalie. I want to hear you tell me how badly you want to fuck my pussy. I like to feel controlled, so I want you to be aggressive and force me, even if I protest. And I want you to fuck me hard.”

To Sarah’s surprise, Natalie got into it and at one point had Sarah’s legs pressed up hard into her chest, yelling at her to “Take it bitch! I’m going to fuck you as hard as I want and you are going to take it!” Sarah played up the whole scene encouraging Natalie the whole time, feeding her the lines to say. Not that she thought she would ever need it, but if she did need to control Natalie, having a video that showed Natalie forcing herself onto a helpless victim would be more damning.

After Sarah orgasmed hard from Natalie’s first strap-on fucking attempt, Sarah stopped Natalie from pulling out and admitted to her, “So here is how we control the boys. We are going to get videos of us fucking them in the ass with the strap-on. It’s called ‘pegging’ when a girl does it to a boy.”

Natalie looked shocked and then incredulous. “No way! There is no way those boys are going to let you do that.” She shook her head.

Sarah smirked before countering, “We already have with two of them. And Conner is going to make sure that Terrance and your boyfriend agree to it as well.”

Natalie’s mouth fell open. “Joe?! Joe’s not going to agree. That’s crazy.”

“You’d be surprised. He will if he wants to have an orgy with four willing girls that will fuck him silly and do anything he wants. He will if he wants to fuck us in the ass as well. You would be amazed at what boys will do to get a girl to give them anything they want. Those little heads totally take over and make them do just about whatever they are told.”

“And you’ve done this?” Natalie asked again, clearly skeptical.

“Yes. Several times. It’s part of the reason I know that Conner won’t ever betray us. Why he has always stayed silent. You’ve never heard him saying anything about Jenny and I? Have you?”

“No. No, I guess not.” Sarah let Natalie take all of this in.

“Remember that first time that Conner and I were supposed to get together and then he told everyone that we didn’t get together because he forgot about a doctor appointment?”

“Oh yeah. I remember that. So you really did get together?”

“Yes. And I got him to do something embarrassing and then made him promise to tell everyone that he had to cancel. And to stay quiet every time we got together after that.”

Natalie nodded. And then her brow furrowed, “And you’d let Joe fuck you in the ass next weekend?”

“As long as you are okay with it,” Sarah confirmed with a nod herself. “How do you feel about that?”

Natalie took a long moment to think about it. “Well, I mean if we are all going to be fucking each other anyway, I guess I’m okay with it.” She considered again. “Do I have to have anal sex?”

“Again, only if you want to. You can leave that to the rest of us if you are uncomfortable with it,” Sarah answered. “Would you like to try fucking one of the boys?”

“Hmm. I don’t know. I’ve never considered anything like that,” Natalie admitted.

“Do you want to try it right now? You can fuck my ass and see what you think about it,” Sarah offered. Secretly wanting Natalie to do it to make the video that much more damning, she also admonished herself with a small sigh at how easily she had taken up manipulating other people.

“REALLY?! You would be okay with that? And let me…, you know…do that to you?”

Sarah smiled. “Of course honey. Pull back out of me.” Natalie sat back on her knees and pulled the dildo out of Sarah. Sarah had grabbed the lube and put it on the bed while she had gotten Natalie into the harness originally. Retrieving it, she got a big glob on her fingers and rubbed it all around and into her asshole followed by putting more on Natalie’s faux penis and stroking a thick layer all over it. Natalie just watched with rapt attention. Sarah laid back down and pulled her legs back to her chest and lifted her ass off the bed. “Okay, come back to me now and press against my butthole.”

Natalie leaned forward, obviously uncertain. She held the slick dildo and pressed it against Sarah’s puckered rear entry. “Just go slow,” she coached. Natalie tried to push forward, but the head slipped up Sarah’s crack. “That’s okay. It takes a few tries to get it right. Just try to use your hand to guide it. And once you feel it start to go in, go really slow to let me get adjusted.” Natalie tried several more times only to have the dildo slip in the wrong direction each time and threatened to give up.

With her continued encouragement to keep trying, Sarah eventually felt the head of the cock press into her while she took a deep breath to relax. Natalie pushed a little too hard too fast, but Sarah didn’t complain for fear of scaring the girl and ended up just grunting a little at the rough intrusion. Despite all of the anal sex she had had over the previous several months, her asshole still felt very tight at the initial penetration. Natalie pressed it deeper, amazed as Sarah allowed the huge girth of the big dildo into herself.

“Oh my God! You’ve stuck it in my ass. You’re fucking me in the ass Natalie. Please stop! Oh that fucking hurts!” she screamed out. Natalie looked panicked and started to pull out. Grabbing her quickly, Sarah promised that she didn’t really mean it, and just liked to playact while having anal sex to make it feel dirty and forced to get her off more. Natalie still looked confused but went back to butt-fucking her new friend. Sarah stopped protesting and just grunted heavily while throwing her head from one side to the other.

Knowing that with the video edited it would look like Natalie forced her to have anal sex, Sarah was satisfied she had plenty of incriminating evidence if she ever needed it. Not that she thought she would but still better safe than sorry.

With that out of the way, Sarah focused on getting into Natalie’s efforts, encouraging her to fuck even harder and faster. Natalie held Sarah’s legs back and Sarah started to rub her own clit in wide circles with the flat of her fingers. “Oh fuck yes Natalie. Oh my God. Just like that!” Natalie grabbed Sarah’s thighs and drove the strap-on as deep as she could. The intense release of the anal orgasm made Sarah scream out while her legs resting against Natalie’s shoulders shook violently as her body thrashed.

Natalie came to rest as Sarah’s orgasm subsided and watched in amazement as Sarah gasped and gulped air while she recovered. Natalie exclaimed, “Holy shit! That was incredible. You just came so hard! Is it different that way?”

Sarah struggled to focus and felt a little dizzy. “Not always and not for everyone. But it always makes my orgasms more intense. I originally thought I would hate it, but the more I do it, the more I seem to like it.” Taking more cleansing breaths, she tried to calm down. “The boys say it makes them cum harder too. I think that is the main reason that we were able to get them agree to do it again for us.”

Natalie stayed in the same position looking intently at Sarah. “I think we can be done now sweetie,” Sarah said.

“Oh my God! I’m sorry. Of course.” As she started to pull the dildo out of its resting place, Sarah had to move quickly to stop her.

“Whoa! Hold on there baby girl. You have to go slow, okay?” She laughed and Natalie joined in. Natalie finished extricating the toy and Sarah helped her get out of the harness and took it into the bathroom to clean both the toy and herself.

When she got back, Natalie still lay naked in Sarah’s bed. Rolling over onto her side, she asked, “Have you always been a lesbian? Or bi-sexual, I guess?” Without answering, Sarah crawled back into bed, snuggling up to her, kissing her fervently while clutching Natalie’s supple breast. She marveled at how such a skinny girl could have such giant natural tits.

“No. Actually, my first time with another girl was just like three months ago. God it’s hard to believe that is all it is. And I still prefer sex with men overall, but sex with women is pretty awesome, so I’m glad I gave it a try.” She chuckled and continued, “So I guess that means you beat me on that score.”

Natalie looked confused. “What do you mean?”

“Well, you’re a year younger. So you figured out that sex with women can be just a rewarding sooner than I did. I mean, assuming you enjoyed this afternoon and don’t regret it.”

Now Natalie laughed. “No, I definitely don’t regret it. That blew my mind.” Natalie got quiet and looked slightly upset. “Can I tell you something? A secret? Just between you and I?”

“Of course Nat. After this afternoon, you know I’ll keep your secrets just like you’ll keep mine. I don’t betray confidences. What’s bothering you?” she asked a little concerned.

“Well, it’s just that your wrong.” She frowned and sighed before continuing. “I’m not younger than you,” she said barely above a whisper.

“What do you mean? You’re a junior. Aren’t you 17?”

Natalie shook her head. “No. I’m…19.” She looked at Sarah and waited for a comment, but Sarah just waiting for an explanation. “You know I’m not very good at school. I barely pass my classes. I’ve never been very good. My parents held me back after kindergarten because the teacher said that I was behind the other students.” She took a deep breath and then let out a big sigh. “And then, well, I kinda flunked seventh grade. That’s why my parents had to move to this area because I refused to go to school and get made fun of with being behind everyone else in my class and being called an idiot.” Sarah thought Natalie might cry. “Please don’t make fun of me,” she pleaded.

Sarah kissed her and hugged her. “I would never make fun of you Nat. And I will keep your secret. But I’m also sorry you feel like you have to keep that secret. You shouldn’t have to feel bad for just having trouble in school.”

“People can be mean.”

“I know. I’ve felt it at times as well. I think we all have.”

“That’s also why I dress the way I do. And die my hair. If they are going to call me a dumb blonde anyway, I might as well go along and get the attention.”

Sarah brushed Natalie’s hair out of her face and over her ear. “Poor baby. I think you and I are going to be good friends. And have fun together. But one thing is sure, your secret is safe with me.”

While she continued to comfort her, Sarah wondered how much Mr. Michaels would enjoy fucking his new big breasted slave. Because she felt sure that she would be able to deliver this one easily.

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Sarah and Natalie ate each other out to another orgasm before Natalie got dressed to head home. They discussed prom again, and Natalie confirmed that she would be okay with the orgy afterward, even saying that she looked forward to it. When Sarah asked if she wanted to be the one to ‘peg’ Joe, she just said that she needed time to think about it and would let her know.

A couple of hours after Natalie left, Ali called Sarah and asked if they could meet and talk. Knowing Ali had her appointment with Mr. Michaels, she had expected the call and had also expected Ali to sound as upset as she sounded.

Waiting by the door for Ali to arrive, Sarah ran out to jump in Ali’s car as soon as she pulled up. Ali hooked her thumb under her necklace and held it out without looking at Sarah. Similar to Sarah’s, it was white gold with a four-leaf clover pendant that had a few green gems. Sarah also saw the bracelet on her wrist with two small four-leaf clover charms hanging from it. “I guess I get it now.” Not waiting for a response, she put the car in drive and pulled away. The girls sat in silence for ten minutes until they pulled into a mostly empty parking lot of a park.

Ali sighed and asked, “Why didn’t you warn me? Obviously, you and Jenny got the same jewelry and instructions.”

Sarah couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “Come on Ali. You have to get this by now. You know he told us we had to keep quiet until he told you. Don’t you think we would have warned you if we could? We don’t get a choice any more than you do.”

Ali nodded slightly. “Yeah, I guess.” Looking straight ahead she didn’t say anything for a few minutes before turning back to Sarah. “So I’m the four-leaf clover and Jenny is the hummingbird, right? What are you?”

Sarah pulled her leg up and showed off her ankle bracelet. “The butterfly.”

Ali looked closely and nodded. “But what about this fucking tattoo thing. Are we really going to do this? I don’t want a fucking tattoo! I mean, that is like permanent. Is this shit ever going to end Sarah?” Ali didn’t wait for a response and just sobbed silently.

Sarah reached over and put her hand on Ali’s shoulder, trying to comfort her. “Tell me the rest. Tell me everything that happened.”

Looking at her with tears rolling down her cheeks, she mustered her strength to start. “Okay. So I got over there, early to make sure I wouldn’t get in trouble. And with only a thin tight t-shirt and short skirt with no underwear so I wouldn’t get in trouble with that again. He made me bow and tell him I was his devoted slave and all that. And then he asked me if I had done all of my training correctly. I told him I did. No orgasms and I sent my video each time.”

”He just said, ‘We’ll see’, and grabbed my arm and took me downstairs. There were videos of me on the TV playing in a loop. All of the things I have done. Even some of the videos I had just taken for him that week. I looked like such a slut in all of them. He took off my clothes and put me back on the chair and strapped me down again. Just feeling the air against exposed pussy made me want to cum.”

She sighed before continuing, “Then he put the hitachi on me and I thought I was going to die. He kept edging me, making me beg and then he would stop. I don’t know how many times, but it felt like forever. I even begged him to slap me or pinch my nipples to help me, but he wouldn’t. In fact, he sometimes put the hitachi on my nipples or sucked on them really lightly which made it worse.”

“And he licked my pussy a couple of times too. My pussy was like a faucet leaking everywhere. He told me I was doing good and I thought it was finally over and then he grabbed one of those dildo’s on a stick things and started edging me with that. I still managed to stop each time. But then he fucked me with the dildo while holding the vibrator on my clit. I told him I couldn’t stop, that it felt too good.” She looked over at Sarah with big expressive eyes.

“I screamed for him to stop. He told me ten more seconds and it would be over, but I still couldn’t stop myself and I came so hard. It went on and on. He never stopped and just kept fucking me. I don’t know. It was like a bunch of small ones or just one big long one, because it just kept going.”

Sarah just listened and nodded to the whole de***********ion, knowing he intended for Ali to fail no matter what she did, but didn’t say anything. A classic Mr. Michaels mind fuck. Ali took a deep breath and kept going, “Then he pulled it out of me and looked pissed. He said, ‘So I see your training didn’t work. A whole week of practice and you fuck it up right away.’ Then he slapped my pussy really hard several times and yelled, ‘This is MY pussy you little slut. It cums only when I say it can come. Now say it!’”

“I was so confused and my pussy still stung and I didn’t understand and he grabbed my hair and said right in my face, ‘Say it is your pussy Master. It only cums when you say it can cum.’ So I said it and he made me say four more times. Then he fucked me again with the dildo and the vibrator and I…I…,” her breath hitched trying to get it out, “I came again and he slapped me again. And I like told him how sorry I was and that I would do better.” She looked at Sarah with a completely resigned expression.

“He didn’t say anything for a long time, but then came back and told me I had two options. I could either repeat my week of orgasm training, doing exactly what I did before, including not being allowed to cum on prom night, or I could stay with him Wednesday night for a totally different punishment. I can’t do another week of training and I didn’t want to fuck up prom, so I told him I would take the other punishment. I have no idea what it will be.” She just shook her head.

“But he at least stopped and let me go from the chair. He took me over to the massage table and laid down and told me get on top and fuck him. I sucked his dick until he got hard and I got on top and fucked him. Feeling him in me with his hands squeezing my tits made me need to cum almost immediately, but thankfully he had told me I could as much as I wanted to until I got him off. I think I came like three times before he finally came in me. He made me lick all of the cum off his dick. I’m getting pretty used to the taste at least.”

She sighed and looked at Sarah before continuing. “He had me sit on the table and brought over a jewelry box. He explained that my new symbol is the four-leaf clover. I guess because I have red hair or something. He told me that all of us would now be required to wear at least one piece at all times. I didn’t really see a problem with that.”

“But then he told me about the tattoo. I told him I wouldn’t do that. No way. And he SLAPPED ME! Right across my face! He said, ‘You will fucking get whatever I tell you to get and you will get this! Or we go back to square one and I turn you over to the police and your parents. It’s still your choice. Decide.’ I just started crying and said okay. I was so stunned. But I don’t know Sarah. How can I do this? A tattoo is permanent! Are you really going to do this too? I mean, I am assuming we all have to do this, right?”

Sarah nodded. “Yes. All of us. It is his mark to prove we are his. He gave us each a symbol and I guess this mark demonstrates we are always willing to obey. I don’t want one either, but I didn’t argue.” Sarah took Ali’s hand in hers and made Ali look at her. “He owns us Ali. And always will. When you stop fighting that, it will get easier for you. I know.”

Ali looked like she wanted to protest but kept quiet. “I know you’re right. But it is hard to….do that.”

Sarah sat back in her seat and looked forward. “It wasn’t easy for me either. Or Jenny. But there is a certain peace in it when you do.” She sighed. “And it isn’t all bad either. It can feel good to be submissive. To know when I have pleased him. It feels comforting, I guess. Like I have accomplished something. And he does reward us when we please him.”

Ali nodded her head, “I guess so. Well, then he put me on the table with the cuffs and tied me down and used the hitachi to make me cum like twenty times. Even when I told him I was too sensitive and I needed a break and struggled against him, he just kept making me cum. And he told me that watching me struggle and beg to stop while he forced orgasms out of me just made it hotter for him and to keep it up. I was exhausted when he finally finished and my pussy felt numb.”

Ali went quiet again for a long minute. “Then I fucked up again. He said the last thing he wanted for the day was to fuck me in ass and then he would let me go. He asked if I had prepped for anal sex and I had to admit that I had forgotten. He didn’t say anything, but he flipped me over face down. And he put one of those wedge pillows under my hips so my ass was up in the air and told me to hold my feet off either side of the table. He got a paddle and spanked me a couple of dozen times making me tell him that I would always prep my ass before coming over to his house.”

“He spanked me really hard and my ass still hurts.” Ali shifted in her seat to accentuate her discomfort. She took a deep breath. “Then he got this big clear plastic bag and filled it in the sink. He attached a long tube to the bag and hung the bag from one of the ropes from the ceiling next to the table. After lubing my ass and the tube, he stuck the tube in my butt and turned a little dial on this gauge thing on the tube and I could see the little dial spin while I felt the water go in me.”

She shivered. “It was so cold! And he made me suck his dick while it filled me up. I started to cramp and he yelled at me to stay focused on his dick. When he decided I was full, he stopped the water but made me keep sucking on him for another couple of minutes. It hurt holding it in. And it got worse when he pulled the tube out. He warned me to not let a drop out until I got to the toilet. He even told me I would have to lick up anything that came out.”

“He finally let me go over to the toilet. I had to clench my ass so tight and waddle over there. I felt like I would just explode at any minute. When I sat down…it was so humiliating…everything came out all at once. It was a loud splash and I thought I would die from embarrassment. But he grabbed my arm and dragged me back over to the table and put me face down again, but this time, he put my arms in the clamps. He came back with a warm towel and spread my ass cheeks wide open and cleaned me all over.”

“Then he put a ton of lube in my ass, some sort of vibrator clamp thingy that went into my pussy and also clamped onto my clit and then tied my legs straight back onto the table. He got his phone and turned the vibrator on. It vibrated inside my pussy and on my clit but in alternating patterns. Then he straddled me and fucked my ass while the vibrator kept going back and forth.”

She paused for a second. “The thing I remember most is how cold my ass still felt and how warm his dick felt. He grabbed my shoulders and rammed really deep each time. Between the vibrator and his dick, I came at least three more times. I did remember to beg for permission each time, thank God. And then I felt him grunt and shake and cum inside of me. All I could do the whole time was lie there and take it. He laid there on top of me panting and the vibrator made me cum again. Luckily he didn’t notice because I forgot to ask that time.”

Ali looked at Sarah, “He made me sit on the toilet again and push all of the cum out of my ass. It was degrading again, but not nearly as bad as the first time. It felt so weird doing that in front of him.” She sighed. “But he was nice after that. He took me upstairs and had me sit on his lap while he kissed me. He said I really had done a good job during the previous week and that I could redeem myself by doing a good job this week. He made me tell him I wanted to please him and be his willing submissive. That I liked him dominating me and I would be a good slave from now on. I had to kiss his feet again and bow for a long time.” She looked thoughtful, “I guess I really am a slave.”

Sarah leaned over and kissed her long and passionately. “We are slaves together Ali. And at least it brought you, me, and Jenny together, right? Sisters. Closer than sisters. At least we will never feel alone.” Ali smiled and hugged her and then drove her home.

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