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Sister’s art film features some familiar participants.

Moira had told me I wasn’t allowed to borrow her computer since she used it for editing her ‘important’ art projects. Luckily she was not good with passwords, so she had to trust on her word being enough. Usually it was, since I had my own laptop anyway, but unfortunately this time I had forgotten to bring it with me.

I worked furiously on my essay for a while, but then I started getting comfortable with the feeling of getting it finished in time and my interests started drifting elsewhere.

I needed to relax a bit, but unfortunately Moira didn’t care for games so there didn’t seem to be any on the computer, apart from the standard solitaire and such, which weren’t exciting enough. I found a folder with my sister’s film school art movies. I don’t know why I thought they would offer anything interesting, but I browsed through them anyway. She had shown most of them to us, so I thought she wouldn’t mind. I soon realized I had indeed already seen all of them except one, which was titled “TTT.mpg”. I clicked on that one.

A moody violin started playing from the speakers, and an artful script appeared on the screen with the title: “Touching the Taboo” and underneath with smaller letters was shown a proud proclamation: “A Moira Shane film”.

I knew I could get in trouble if Moira found out I had been using her computer and seen her new film before she presented it to us, but I didn’t feel like continuing the essay yet, so I let the video keep on playing.

Soon the narration started with my sister’s own voice: “My name is Moira Shane. As a documentarian I have often attempted to show life with all its ups and downs. But this time I, like all the great artists of our times, have set out to challenge our views instead.” Moira’s voice droned on. At least she claimed she had done something different this time. I had seen enough films of our family and her hobbies.

Then there was an artistic cut, and an older woman with a short and practical haircut appeared on the screen. It was mom. I wasn’t very surprised to see her. I guess this was yet another film about our family, after all. I kept watching, though, intrigued by Moira’s words of “challenging our views”. What had she meant with that, if this was just like all her other films?

Mom spoke with the same tone she used when she taught kids at school as a teacher: “I am Nelly Shane, Moira’s mother. I have great respect for my daughter’s talents as an artist. While the topic of this movie might seem somewhat unusual, I understand her goals and as such I am honored to appear in this movie under her direction. Emotions, art, love… They are all connected. We have to occasionally try to express things in new ways, and my daughter wants to show them happening for the first time.”

The picture changed again, and a perky 18-year old blonde appeared on the screen. Her face was much like mom’s despite the different hair color. “Like, umm, hi! I’m Emmie Shane, and I’m Moira’s little sister,” she said and smiled and waved at the camera. “When I heard about this, at first I was like umm… but then I was like, if it’s just with mom, then it’s like okay.”

The picture faded away and some artistic text appeared on the screen. It said just: “Emotions”.

Then another picture appeared, a bedroom awash in romantic lighting. Moody classical music was playing silently in the background. A large double bed with white sheets was the centerpiece of the image. Mom and Emmie were in the room. They were just standing there.

The camera showed a close-up of both of their faces, detailing an interesting family portrait. Even though Emmie was a blonde and kept her hair long, and mom was a brunette and had short and practical mom hair, their faces were very similar and they had the same emerald green eyes. If Emmie had dyed her hair, she would have looked identical to a younger version of mom, although mom had a fuller figure all around.

Just when I thought I was beginning to wonder what Moira’s film actually was all about, my mother and my little sister turned to face each other, slowly leaned closer, and then they kissed each other. On the lips. With tongue.

Well, you got me there, Moira. I certainly wasn’t expecting that.

I was speechless as mom and Emmie started slowly undressing each other. Emmie unbuttoned mom’s flowered dress, and mom did the same to her hip hugger jeans in return.

When only their underwear was left, they kissed again and reached behind each other’s backs. I must have been hyperventilating and my heart was about to jump out of my chest as two pairs of bras fell on the floor.

Mom had pretty large breasts with big dark aureolas and long nipples which stood out from the middle of them. Between them rested a pretty angel necklace she had received as a Christmas present from the girls years ago. Emmie’s breasts were small, perky and conical, and her nipples were pointy, pink and erect. My mother and little sister pushed their breasts together and then they kissed again, making sure the nipples touched and rubbed against each other. Mom caressed Emmie’s tight cute ass with her hand and then slid her panties off. Moira’s camera view circled her sister and showed all the sights up close.

Emmie’s hands slid down mom’s body and she lowered herself onto her knees, and looking mom in the eyes started taking her panties off. Mom’s thick, dark bush came into view. It was very different from Emmie’s own. Emmie leaned forward to give it a kiss and mom caressed her honey-colored tresses in return.

The beautiful image of a girl holding her mother’s birth-giving hips and kissing the dark bush between her legs was a good moment to end this segment. The image slowly faded away and a text appeared on the screen: “A girl never forgets her first kiss.”

After a short pause a new title came up on the screen saying “Feelings”, and then the movie continued. Mom was now lying on the bed. Her head was resting on a pillow and her legs were wide open. The camera view didn’t skim on details this time, either. I wanted to look away, but this was all too strangely captivating.

The view changed. Emmie was sitting on the edge of the bed, her gaze locked between mom’s thighs. She nervously bit her lip and looked at mom, who raised herself on her elbows to look back at her daughter, who then slowly leaned down to give a shy kiss between her legs. Their gazes connected as Emmie kissed again burying her nose in her mother’s hairy bush.

Emmie closed her eyes for a moment, and I saw her shifting her head a little as she was learning to play with her tongue. She glanced quickly and nervously at the camera, but mom drew her attention by gently caressing her cheek. The mother’s and the daughter’s similar big green eyes connected and they gazed at each other with tender adoration.

Moira made it certain everyone understood what was going on by interlacing in a close-up shot of a girl’s pink lips pressed against her mother’s dark and hairy vagina.

The smacking sounds of moist kisses had been captured very well on the soundtrack, as had the ones Emmie’s tongue made when it slipped in and moved rapidly.

Emmie voiced a sound as she felt the new sensations of mom’s vagina shivering and shuddering around her tongue. I could only imagine how warm it was and how mom’s bush would feel against her nose.

The camera then concentrated on mom’s face. She was breathing heavily and she was still looking Emmie in the eyes. Then mom’s heavy breasts were shown in a close-up. They were heaving with her breaths, and the nipples were standing long and erect. Mom sighed and reached to caress Emmie’s cheek and tousle her blonde locks in appreciation to show her she was doing fine.

Then came another close-up where Emmie’s slimy tongue could be seen going in. Next her blonde head was shown from behind, bouncing between motherly and wide open thighs. The view moved to her perky breasts, showing how her nipples were erect as well.

Mom’s face came on screen again. The picture zoomed to her rose-red lips opening and closing as she sighed. Her eyes turned to look directly at the camera and Moira behind it. Then they closed and her long lashes fluttered.

The camera showed mom’s lower stomach becoming taut. Her hips shifted and she could be heard sighing deep. The picture was framed carefully. Mom’s spread thighs were visible at the sides of the screen. A dark thicket of pubic hair could be seen below, and Emmie’s big green eyes were at the center. They were blinking and shining with nervous excitement and anticipation, alternatively glancing at mom and then at Moira behind the camera.

Mom’s whimpering could be heard from outside the screen and her thighs and hips jerked hard. Emmie’s eyes widened and stared straight into the camera. Poor little thing must have been startled by her mother’s powerful orgasm. But Emmie was a caring girl, as could be seen in the next close-up where a slithering tongue and a pulsating vagina were making wet sounds together and a twitch went through mom’s thighs and buttocks.

The moment of climax was beautifully shot. It was cross-cut at perfect moments between all of the previously alternating views: Mom’s pretty orgasm face with a deep red blush rising on her cheeks and deep whimpering sighs escaping from her sensually open red lips. Mom’s big tits heaving with her heavy breathing, nipples standing tall in midst of large aureolas. A shudder going through wide open motherly thighs and a little blonde head moving between them. The slurping interplay of a girl’s tongue and her mother’s pulsating vagina. And finally a close-up of my sister’s glimmering green eyes with her nose buried in her mother’s thick dark bush as mom’s thighs twitched and shuddered.

Emmie seemed to be a bit smitten, as a shy blush had risen to her own cheeks too, and she was intently staring at mom’s reactions as her nose moved in thrusting motions in her thick pubic hair. She wanted to keep mom’s orgasm lingering as long as possible.

Finally Emmie raised her head and smiled at mom. They whispered some nice words to each other, and Emmie bent down to give a few more warm kisses. Then she cuddled against mom, laying her head on mom’s stomach as mom tousled her blonde hair with her fingers, and the picture slowly faded out.

The next sequence of the film started tastefully with yet another close-up between mom’s legs. Soon, however, the camera changed focus to what was visible at a distance above mom’s bush: it was a girl’s cute ass which, seemed to be moving with the new more youthful electronic soundtrack which had now started playing. It was Emmie, of course, who was now sitting on mom’s face.

The camera turned smoothly and showed Emmie brushing her angelic locks and biting her lip adorably as she looked down at mom. Then the view lingered and glided along her lithe body. Her breasts were even more perked out than usual, and the erect nipples were emphasizing their conical and not quite adult shapes.

Mom’s eyes were closed in concentration as she was trying to help her young daughter to reach entirely new levels of emotional experience. It was hard to get close-ups in this position, but Moira had made sure the wet sounds of her mother’s tongue playing inside her sister’s tight pink teenage pussy could be heard vividly.

Mom seemed to be trying pretty hard. The expression on her face was serious. Because Emmie’s pussy was all pink and cute and almost hairless, it was easy to see mom was trying to work on the clitoris, although her tongue often slipped in as well.

The longer Emmie rode on mom’s tongue, the redder the blush which had appeared on her cheeks turned. Her fingers moved to her own erect nipples, touching and rubbing them in an attempt to help her mom.

The slurping sounds became quicker. Mom was doing all she could and moved her tongue rapidly until it tired and she had to take it slower again. Emmie sighed a little. It was hard, but mom was taking her there, slowly but surely. She knew from experience her mother was a brave woman, who never gave up.

The wet sounds became louder again as mom repeated her attempt with quick movements of her tongue. Emmie’s big green eyes sparkled and blinked several times to indicate that mom had apparently found just the right way doing it and sliding her tongue deep enough so that everything felt just right.

The momentarily camera moved between mom’s spread legs, showing her dark bush and vagina, and outside the camera’s focus a tight little ass could again be seen grinding and moving on top of her face.

Adoration escaped from Emmie’s lips in whimpering moans. Her hips twitched and jerked, and she was glowing with blush and sweat.

When the liberating moment finally came, the camera zoomed in on Emmie’s face. Her cheeks were burning red, and she made loud whimpering moans as violent shudders went through her entire body. Suddenly her back arched and her blonde locks flew around as she was gasping for breath.

After the moment had passed, Emmie was still shivering like a tender willow in a breeze. Mom was trying to calm her down by gently caressing her ass and giving little kisses to her pretty pink pussy. When Emmie’s breath finally started evening out, mom sat up and they kissed and hugged. Then it was time for the camera to fade out again.

Emmie and mom were now cuddling together on the bed. They kissed, their soft breasts pressing together. Emmie was on top. She raised herself a little so they could look each other in the eyes, and mom’s hands moved to her perky breasts and started caressing them, her fingers rubbing the erect and tender nipples. Emmie played with mom’s larger and softer mammaries as well, pushing them together and watching them jiggle.

Mom seemed to whisper something. Emmie nodded and momentarily moved away so she could shift her legs and raise herself a bit. She turned around and then leaned over so her face was between mom’s thighs again. Mom held on to Emmie’s hips and raised her head as Emmie lowered hers. Their cuddling continued in a sixty-nine position, but the kissing certainly did not stop.

Tongues came into play again. It’s was perhaps harder in in this position, but Moira’s camera showed closely how it was achieved, and sis’s blonde and mom’s brunette head started moving together. Their gentle hands caressed each other’s hips and asses, holding them for support, and their sensitive breasts jiggled and touched against the other’s body as it moved in unison with their own.

Muffled feminine whimpers combined with wet sounds filled the room as mother’s and daughter’s bodies moved together in quickening rhythmic harmony. It was very careful work; if one felt she was getting too close to a climax before the other, she had to express it so that the other could just kiss and cuddle while a quick and slippery tongue was working to balance the situation.

Emmie’s blonde locks cascaded over mom’s thighs as her head bobbed between them. Mom’s own practical short hair did not get in the way. She was holding Emmie’s tight ass for support as she had raised her head to a more upright position and it was moving in rapid thrusting motions. She was trying to give Emmie a bit different feeling this time, so she had to get her tongue deep.

The camera made sure to show the difference between Emmie’s cute pink little pussy and mom’s dark and hairy opening every time one or the other moved her head away to rest.

I didn’t manage to move my eyes away from the screen for long enough to look at the time, but they must have been trying for half an hour until it finally looked like they were going to achieve a simultaneous result. Mother’s and daughter’s heads and hips were jerking quickly, and then suddenly powerful thigh-twitching waves went simultaneously through both of their bodies.

The moaning mother desperately kept thrusting her tongue into her daughter’s shivering pink vagina. Emmie on the other hand did not sound entirely pleased about the warm juices which had squirted into her mouth when mom’s thighs jerked.

Finally the mother’s and the daughter’s shared ended. They still kept hugging each other’s sweaty bodies and trading tender kisses in the sweet and warm afterglow.

Then, sighing, mom let her head fall to the mattress, and turned to look at the camera with a tired look on her face. She still gently caressed her daughter’s tight ass with her hand.

The camera glided along the two sweaty and feminine bodies to Emmie, who was resting her cheek against mom’s thigh. She nervously bit her lip and glanced at the camera too, looking somewhat confused but all blushed up. Sixty-nining with mom must have given her an entirely new perspective on life and love.

Emmie kissed mom’s warm bush again, and the picture faded away with a final title saying: “FIN.”

I was feeling pretty sweaty and jittery myself, and vigorously thinking where I could find an USB stick so I could save this masterwork. Luckily I managed to find one.

I never told anyone I had seen this movie. Mom and sis didn’t seem to act any differently in their daily lives, even though I paid close attention for a while afterwards. It must have been an one-off thing for Moira’s film. They had been pretty good in it, I must say.

Moira later graduated from the film school with excellent grades. I know she submitted this film as her final work. I’m not surprised her professor liked it quite a bit.

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I wasn’t planning on any updates to this story, but do to the overwhelming messages and emails I decided to write two more chapters. Thanks to all and to those who helped me find the original story.

Heather’s Dilemma

Chapter 2

One Month Ago

Amanda had finished putting the final touches on her slave Heather’s bondage when she heard her doorbell ring. The 39 year old neighbor lay nude on a leather covered table. Her wrists were buckled together in leather cuffs and pulled up behind her head and attached to cable stretched down from the ceiling. Heather’s ankles were similarly bound and attached to the same cable. The cable was wrenched up pulling both Heather’s arms and legs upwards forcing her body into a bow. Only her lower abdomen rested on the table top. 

Nipple clamps were attached to her breasts and heavy weights attached to thin chains dangling from the nipple clamps pulled her breasts downward. To add to the torment, thin straps had been buckled around the base of her breasts causing them to swell, turn red and become overly sensitive. Any movement by Heather caused the weights to swing pulling and torturing her nubs. Amanda was having fun lifting the weights one at a time and then letting them drop,  eliciting screams from Heather’s gagged mouth. 

Non-movement was a non issue as Amanda had mounted a large headed Hitachi vibrating wand at the opening of her sex by tapping to her left thigh.  Set on medium-low, the wand excited her, caused her juices to flow,  but did not vibrate hard enough for her to cum.  Heather’s body quivered and shook. She tried to hump the Hitachi, but her bonds only allowed her very little movement. The movement that she was able to do caused her breasts to wiggle transferring the motion to the swinging weights pulling on her nipples. Pain was her pleasure, while the unreachable orgasm was her torment. 

Heather would also scream in frustration but Amanda denied her even that by securing a large ball gag deeply in her mouth. Drool ran out the sides and down her chin while her pussy leaked her juices. 

The whole scene was video taped. 

“Now who could that be? I guess I better go find out. I’ll be back as soon as I can. Why don’t you relax and enjoy yourself while I’m gone. ” Amanda said as she left the back room and closed the heavy door behind her. 

The door bell rang a second time and Amanda called out, “I’m coming. ” Reaching the door she looked out the window on the side and saw that it was Heather’s teenage daughter Melissa. Heather opened the front door, “Melissa! ” Stepped forward and gave her one of those fake girl friend hugs. 

“Hi, Mrs Ballard, sorry to bother you,  but have you seen…”

“Oh please, Mrs Ballard makes me seem so old, please call me Amanda, and come on in. ” Amanda said, turning and walking into her living room leaving the teen standing at the door. 

Melissa, not really knowing what to do, followed her into the house closing the door behind her as she scrambled to catch up. “Really, I was just looking for my mom. ” 

“Have a seat on the couch, I’ll be right there. ” Amanda answered ignoring her question as if she didn’t hear it. 

Melissa  sat  down on the couch and waiting for Amanda to turn her attention back to her.  She watched as Amanda poured something at the bar in the living room. She turned and moved towards the couch with two wine glasses in her hands. Walking over to the couch she  sat  down next to Melissa and handed her one of the glasses. 

“I don’t think I should drink, my mom might find out. “

“Relax, I won’t tell if you don’t. Besides, you wouldn’t want to insult your host, now do you? “

“I guess not. ” Melissa said as she took a sip of wine. 

“Now what can I do for you, sweetie? “

“I was wondering if my mom was over here. She’s not home, but her car is in the driveway. “

“She was having problems with her car so she borrowed mine to run some errands.” Amanda lied. “So, it’s been awhile since you’ve been by. Tell me what’s been going on in the life of a teenage cheerleader? “

“Nothing much. “

“Oh come on now. Any boyfriends to speak of? “

“Well there was one. His name was Tommy, but he quickly turned into a jerk.”

“Now you have my interest, you must tell me everything. “

Melissa took another sip of her wine and began opening up to Amanda. She found her easy to talk to, talking about stuff she really couldn’t tell her own mom. 

Forty minutes later and two glasses of wine the small talk seemed to fade. Amanda was fixing the girl a third glass of wine and suggested she find something on the TV for them to watch. Melissa not knowing her wine had been drugged with an Ecstasy was relaxed and picking up the remote flipped on the television. Immediately, the large flat screen TV powered up with a porno movie playing. 

Melissa’s eyes widened as she saw a girl sucking on a man’s very large cock. 

“Oh, my, I forgot I had that in. I was watching it last night. Being older and all by myself, well you know what I mean. …”

Melissa could not take her eyes off of the screen. The girls head bobbed up and down talking his whole cock into and out of her mouth as she sucked him. 

Amanda placed her left arm around Melissa’s shoulders and began fiddling with her ear lobe. Melissa  sat  back liking how it felt. 

“Tell me, is Tommy’s cock that large? “

“Oh god no. It’s about half that size….How big is that anyways? “

“Looks to be about ten inches. ” Amanda said and placed her right hand on Melissa’s upper thigh stroking it with her finger tips. “Have you ever taken a cock that large? “

“No. “

“Would you like to? Have a cock like that pumping in and out of you hard and fast? Just close your eyes and picture it moving in and out of your body. It’s thickness filling you as it slid deep inside of you. Your tight teen pussy gripping it. Feeling every vein, ridge and bump as it slowly moved back only to be thrust back into you. “

Amanda watched her close her eyes and watched her use her own left hand to reach down under her skirt. Amanda pushed her hand out of the way and cupped her sex with her own hand while turning Melissa’s head towards her and softly kissed her on the lips. Melissa moaned softly and kissed Amanda back not realizing  she was under the influence of the drug. 

“Wow, you are wet. ” Amanda whispered as she pushed aside her panties and began fingering her young pussy. Melissa moaned deeply. She tried to get her own hands into her panties and Amanda redirected them to her own pants. She unbuckled them and opening them up and felt the teen reaching inside of her panties seeking out her pussy. 

After several minutes of heavy petting, Amanda stood up and taking Melissa by the hand started leading her towards the bed room. 

“Where are we going? “

“In here where we can be more comfortable with toys and where the cameras are located. “

“Cameras? “

“Yes silly. Don’t you want to see yourself on TV? Like in your own porno movie? “

Melissa just giggled and followed the older woman into the room. She saw the large king size four poster bed and headed right to it jumping onto it. Amanda picked up a remote switching on the three video cameras watching the bed and the bedroom TV 

Melissa saw herself up on the flat screen TV and giggled. “Oh wow!” She said and got up on her knees on the bed and began to take off her blouse in a strip tear tease kind of way while watching herself on the screen. 

Amanda joined her on the bed behind her and began to softly kiss her along the side of her neck. Her hands moved to remove her bra and then she cupped the teenager’s bare breasts, softly kneading them and playfully pulling on her nipples. Her firm breasts needed no bra to hold them up. 

Amanda’s hands moved down the trends body and unbuttoned her played skirt and pulled it off of Melissa who laid back on the bed. “Have you ever tried bondage? “

“What’s that? “

“Well did Tommy ever tie you up while having sex. “

“No, but once he pinned my hands behind my back as we made out. “

“How did that make you feel? “

“Umm, helpless. But I kinda liked it. “

“Did it turn you on? “She asked in between sucking on Melissa’s nipples. 

“Yes. ” She softly moaned remembering when he did it to her. How it made her feel. 

Amanda stood up and walked over to her armoire, opening it. Melissa spied all the bondage paraphernalia. “Wow, that’s a lot of stuff. ” She said as Amanda turned to her and said, “Give me your hand. ” Melissa lifted her right hand and watched as Amanda buckled a fur lined leather cuff around her slender wrist and locked it on with a miniature pad lock. 

“Will this hurt. “

“No, not at all.” Amanda lied. “I plan on making you feel wonderful. ” She continued to talk as she repeated the action with her left wrist. She then pushed Melissa back down on her back and lifting her arms above her head locked them together and then to a chain at the head of the bed. 

“How do you feel? ” 

“Trapped. “

“Do you like it?” She asked as she kissed her way downwards along her belly?”

“Yes.” She whimpered as Amanda’s mouth found the soft petals of her pussy and began slowly eating her out. “

“Oh god! ” Melissa moaned as Amanda’s tongue found the girls clit and slowly swirled around it. 

“Do you want to cum? “

“Yes.”

“Do you? “

“Oh god yes. “

“Tell me?”

“What? “

“Tell me you want to cum. “

“I want to cum. “

“Not good enough. ” Amanda said as she continued to lick her pussy tasting the sweet nectarine. “Beg me. “

Melissa pulled on the chain holding her arms fast above her head. “Please, please make me cum. “

“Mistress. Call me Mistress.”

“Mistress. “

“From now on you will always refer to me as Mistress! Understand? “

“Yes, Mistress. “

“Now, what do you want? Why do you need? “

“To cum. Please make me cum Mistress. “

“Again. Beg me! “

“Mistress, please make me cum. Pleaseeee! Please Mistress. “

Amanda stood up of of the bed and removed her clothes. Melissa watched as she took up a large strap on dildo and pushed one end into her own pussy and buckled the straps around her hips to help hold it in place. Melissa moaned, looking at the size and girth of the monster cock. It had deep ridges all around.  Amanda took two pillows and moved them under Melissa’s ass  lifting her hips higher and crawled in between her legs positioning the head of the dildo at the opening of her pussy. 

“Ready? ” She asked, but before Melissa was able to answer, Amanda thrust forward burying the dildo painfully into Melissa’s sex. 

Melissa cried out, a mixture of pain and pleasure as the monster pushed deep into her spreading her canal wide. Filling her ass never before. Then she felt all of the ridges of the cock as Amanda slowly pulled backwards until just the head of the cock held her open before slamming forward again. Stuffing her pussy full while the head of the dildo struck her cervix painfully. 

Over and over Amanda repeated the action pumping the teenager’s sex over and over again. Soon the pain gave way to the pleasure of being fucked as Melissa lifted her hips upwards with each thrust forward of the dildo. Marrying the pain with the pleasure until the pleasure won out and Melissa exploded with the most powerful orgasm she’s ever had. A full minute of pleasure a washed over Melissa before she finally relaxed and Amanda pulled the dildo out of her now dripping sex box. 

Removing the strap on, Amanda picked up a leather crop and climbed back onto the bed above Melissa’s head facing her body. “My turn. ” Was all she said and lowered her hips so her wet pussy landed on Melissa’s mouth. “Get to work! ” She ordered and slapped Melissa on the inner thigh with the crop. 

The crop stung and Melissa reached out with her tongue slipping it into Amanda’s cunt. She had never tasted another woman before, but quickly learned how to please Amanda as she expertly used the crop on her legs, thighs and bare pussy. Ordering her to keep her legs spread as she whipped the teenager’s pussy red with the crop and instructing her how to eat her out until she came. Not once, not twice but five times. The last time as Melissa tongued her bung hole. Tears flowed from the teenager’s eyes as she did so from both the whipping on her pussy and the humiliation of having to shove her tongue into the older woman’s ass hole. 

Afterwards, Amanda set a Hitachi wand against Melissa’s pussy taping it to her thigh and setting it on high after locking cuffs on Melissa’s ankles and securing her legs wide apart with a three foot spreader bar. She forced a penis gag into Melissa’s mouth buckling it tight around her head while stating she was probable used to having a cock in her mouth from sucking of the entire high school football team like the slut she was. She then got up and left the room thinking; ‘Like mother, like daughter. ‘

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After a nice hot shower Amanda changed into one of her dominatrix outfits. Thigh high leather boots with 4″ heals. A leather mini-mini skirt which barely covered her small bum. A cup-less bra which showed her entire breasts. 

She then went to her back room play room where she left Heather almost 2 1/2 hours ago. Pulling up a stool in front of Heather, she unbuckled the ball gag and pulled it from her mouth. It came out with a ‘pop’ and a large amount of drool followed. 

As soon as she could free her jaw from its stiff position she began to beg Amanda to let her cum. 

“Tell you what bitch! I’ll let you cum, but you have to make me cum and you can not cum before I do. Understand bitch? ” She said as she playfully slapped each of Heather’s breasts several times each making the weighs swing.

“Yes Mistress! “

“I’m warning you, if you cum before I do, I’ll leave you in this position all night with the wand on high and another vibrator shoved up your ass!”

“Yes Mistress! ” Heather answered. 

Amanda pushed her stool up against the table Heather was bound atop and spread her legs. Heather lowered her head burying her face into Amanda’s crotch and began to get busy with her tongue. Amanda used the remote to turn the Hitachi up to high. Heather jumped in her bonds and then doubled her efforts. Amanda had always been a highly sexual being and could experience multiple orgasms in a day without bother. So it didn’t take long for her to cum. Seconds after she came, so did Heather, exploding in her own blissful orgasm. Afterwards, Amanda released Heather from her bonds and after properly thanking her Mistress for allowing her to have an orgasm, got dressed and went home.

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Amanda reentered the room where Melissa was bound. While Amanda was busy with Melissa’s mom, unbeknownst to her, Melissa had multiple orgasms and was in the throes of yet another. 

Armada pulled the rubber penis gag from her mouth. 

“Ugh, please, no more. …” She begged as the Hitachi continued to vibrate on high against her pussy slowly bring her up towards yet another climax. No matter how she tried to move her bound legs, she could not get away from the Hitachi pressed against her pussy. 

“I can’t take it any more. Please make it stop Mistress. “

“You’re not enjoying the orgasms I’m giving you? Are you an ungrateful little slut? “

“No Mistress. I mean, I’m enjoying them Mistress but they’re being to be painful Mistress. “

Amanda reached down and turned the vibrator off. Melissa’s body relaxed on the bed. “Thank you, Mistress. “

Amanda traced her finger up and down along the teenager’s body. “You’re welcome. Did you enjoy your little experience in bondage? “

“Yes Mistress. I’ve never experienced anything like it before. “

“Now are you ready to please me? “

“Yes, Mistress. What would you like me to do? “

Amanda unbound the teen and had her put on a strap on dildo, though not as large as the one she used earlier on Melissa. Melissa then climbed on top of Amanda and fucked her until both of them came. Afterwards, Melissa got dressed and went home exhausted, but quite satisfied. 

Amanda went to sleep herself knowing in a few days she’d show the teenager the videos, edited of course. Telling her she will release them to her mother, her school and friends if she become her slave. Her sex slut. 

Even so, neither Melissa nor her mother Heather knew that Amanda continually sold the session tapes on the black Web. 

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The Devil’s Pact
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2013

Chapter Seven: The Date

“I’m so sorry about the mix-up, Sister Louise,” the check-in clerk at Chicago’s O’Hare International said, disbelief tinging her voice whenever she said “sister”. The clerk, Nancy, still didn’t quite believe I was a nun. I couldn’t blame her since I was dressed in a tight, cobalt blue dress that barely covered my ass and had a deep, plunging neckline. I was wearing stiletto hills that made my ass nice and perky, and thigh high, black stockings held up by garters that peeked out beneath my skirt. My gold crucifix was nestled between the exposed slopes of my breasts.

For the last thirty years, I have been Sister Louise Afra, of the Order of the Sisters of of Mary Magdalene, dedicated to the fight against the Forces of Darkness. To aid us in our mission, certain gifts had been bestowed upon Sisters and I by the Highest, through his Agent, the Archangel Gabriel. One of those gifts was youthful beauty. I was fifty-one, but still had the perky breasts, smooth skin, fresh face, and tight ass of an eighteen year old. I was gifted with Sight, allowing me to see the mark of Evil on people and the Providence of God would guide me in my mission. So long as I had faith, chance and coincidence would lead me unerringly to my goal.

My mission, and the purpose of my Order, was to exorcise Warlocks and free their Thralls. Warlocks were the misguided men and women who sold their souls to the Devil in exchange for three wishes. Depending on their wishes, a lot of damage could be done. Most Warlocks, particularly males, made some request that allowed them to dominate others and make them their Thralls, usually to fulfill some pathetic, sexual desire. The only way to stop a Warlock, short of killing him, was to exorcise him. And that was what the dress, and the other skimpy clothing in my suitcase, were for. To exorcise a Warlock, I had to fuck him, or her, and when they orgasmed, I would rob them of their powers. Seduction was one of the many tools we nuns used.

Of course, fucking a man out of wedlock or engaging in lesbian sex were mortal sins. While I could go to confession after my mission was done and gain absolution, it was far simpler for my Order to receive a Papal Indulgence. So, after the Ecstasy came upon me two hours ago, sending me on my mission, a Papal Indulgence arrived by fax, signed by the Pope himself. I was forgiven, in advance, for all my sins I would commit until my mission was done.

And I planned to sin a lot!

It was one of the perks of fighting evil. So, after the Ecstasy passed, I packed my bags in a hurry, excited fight some evil, and get laid. Suitcases in hand, I walked out of the small, caretakers house at St. Thomas and found a cab idling on the street. Some would call that lucky, but I had faith that Providence was at work. Until my Mission was complete, the Lord would guide me to those who would help me until I was ready to face the Warlock. When I arrived at O’Hare, I still had no idea where I was going. I just had faith that if I walked up to the check-in counter, God would provide.

“Well, here’s your tickets, Sister,” Nancy said and I smiled warmly at her, stroking her hand gently as she handed me my boarding pass. She jerked her hands back and gave me a weird look. She probably not used to a woman, let alone a nun, flirting with her. “Sorry for the system error,” Nancy said, standoffish.

I sighed, glancing at the tickets, I had an hour kill before my flight and spending that time with Nancy, maybe in a cozy bathroom stall, would have been nice. After I had spent three years in a female Warlock’s harem thirty years ago, I had grown fond of women. The many different shapes their breasts could take, or the curves of her hips and ass, and all the different shapes and sizes a woman’s labia could form. I licked my lips, thinking of the varied musk a woman exudes when she’s aroused. I was getting wet just thinking about it.

I looked at my tickets to see where I was headed. I had a non-stop flight to Sea-Tac International Airport, departing in forty-minutes and scheduled to land in Seattle at 12:20 am, local time. I tried to do math in my head and thought it was almost a four and a half hour flight.

Sea-Tac, huh. I smiled, it had been twelve years since I had been to Washington State on a mission. I had stopped this Warlock who thought he was a rock-and-roller, using his power to convince people how amazing he sounded on guitar and recruiting about a dozen women to his harem. I had exorcised him and rescued the women. I recruited one of the women to the order. I started reminiscing about Sister Theodora Mariam as I queued through the TSA screening.

Sister Theodora had been a wreck after being freed. The Warlock had made her divorce the husband she loved and abandon her three daughters. She required a <i>lot</i> of consoling afterwords. We had spent two wonderful weeks on the California coast, making love on the beach, or anywhere else we could get our hands on each other, before she took her vows and my Papal Indulgence expired.

When I boarded my flight, I was one of only three people in First Class, the other two being frazzled business men who quickly fell asleep after take off. The First Class stewardess was a dusky beauty named Sarai, who wore a white, long sleeved shirt and navy blue vest that her tits nicely filled out. A navy blue pencil skirt clung tightly to her hips and legs. Her face had an exotic beauty to it and her accent was musical. When she handed me my champagne, her finger’s lingered a moment on my wrist, igniting fire that ran down my body and quickened my loins.

I smiled seductively at her. “I’m Sister Louise,” I purred.

“I’m Sarai,” she answered back. “Please, do not hesitate to ask for anything. It’s my job to <i>satisfy</i> any need you have.”

After the flight leveled out, Sarai brought me a second flute of champagne and sat in the seat across the aisle from me. She had her own flute, and held her finger up to her lip. “Shhh, it’s our little secret.”

“I’m sure you’ve earned it,” I flirted back, winking.

“You have no idea,” she sighed, rubbing a foot in her dark blue, comfortable looking shoes. “But its worth it when you meet such <i>beautiful</i> people.”

“I bet,” then I looked around and leaned over the aisle, and slid her shoe off and socks and massaged her foot. Sarai shifted in her seat, turning so her feat dangled over the armrest into the aisle.

“Umm, that’s nice,” Sarai purred. “So, is is business or pleasure that brings you to Seattle?”

“Both,” I answered. “I’m a nun, a Magdalenite Sister. I have somethings to attend to in Seattle, but I’m hoping to experience some of the <i>pleasure’s</i> of the Northwest.”

Sarai seemed puzzled. “A nun, huh? You’re not what I expected.” Clearly she wasn’t used to a nun hitting on her, but she relaxed as I continued rubbing her foot with firm pressure, kneading her soles with my thumb. I leaned over to, pretending to get a better grip on her foot, but really to let her get a good view down my cleavage.

“My order is very unorthodox,” I answered, switching to her other foot. Her legs spread and I quite a brief gimps of her panties. Leopard print, what a naughty girl.

“I’m Muslim,” Sarai confided, “so I haven’t had a lot of <i>experience</i> with nuns.”

“I’ve always wandered, but is the mile high club a real thing?” I asked, continuing my massage. “I mean, have you ever heard of people, you know, in the lavatories?”

Sarai giggled, getting a little tipsy from the champagne. “It happens, occasionally. We try to be discrete if we discover it. Usually, if you knock on the door it flusters the couple so much that they quickly leave.”

“Have you ever done it?”

There was a naughty twinkle in her eye. “Maybe.”

“Ohh, you naughty girl, you have!” I whispered, excitedly and she just shrugged her shoulders. I let go of her foot and downed the rest of my champagne and felt a pressure in my bladder. “Excuse me, I need to pop into the ladies room real quick.”

Sarai smiled warmly and finished off her champagne.

I stood up, grabbing my beaded purse, and stumbled a bit as the plane hit some turbulence. I made it to the First Class lavatory and slipped in, quickly doing my business, washed my hands and checked my makeup in the mirror. My face was round and doll-like with sky gray eyes and plump lips that just begged to be kissed. I touched up my red lipstick and adjusted my tits so they were more visible and opened the door, eager to get back to flirting with Sarai.

Only, she was standing there waiting for me, a hungry look on her face.

I pulled her into the lavatory, kissing her fiercely. It had been three years since my last Mission. Three years of furtive masturbation to memories of old lovers. I was ready to make some new memories to last me through the next dry spell. Sarai tongue was hot and dexterous as she probed my mouth. She shoved me against the wall and pulled up my dress skirt, exposing my black garters and the curly thatch of light brown pubic hair.

“Are you really a nun?” Sarai asked, sliding a finger slowly though my vulva. She brushed my clit and I shuddered in delight. “I mean, what kind of nun doesn’t wear panties?”

“Oh, yes, I’m a nun!” I moaned. “But we’re still human. We still have desires!”

I captured her lips in another kiss as her finger slowly rubbed circles on my clit. “But, how can you be gay and still be a nun?” she pressed, teasing my clit so wonderfully. Electricity surged through my body, tingling along all my nerves.

“We all serve the Lord in our own ways,” I panted. “We all have our sins we struggle with, crosses we bear. Oh, fuck, you’re making me cum, you hot little bitch!”

Sarai kissed my lips, stiffing my moans as I came on her fingers. Fuck, that was good. It had been far too long. “You are a bad nun, aren’t you!” Sarai hissed, licking my fingers and then holding them up so I could taste myself. “A naughty nun who loves to sin!”

“Yes! Do you always fuck your passengers in the bathroom?” I asked.

“Only the beautiful ones,” Sarai said and started to unbutton her vest. Her shirt followed, slipping to the floor of the lavatory revealing a strapless, leopard print bra that clasped in the front. The bra matched the panties I glimpsed up her skirt, earlier. I reached out and freed her tits. They were plump and full, so I rubbed my face between them, enjoying her silky skin. I found a hard, dark nipple and sucked it into my mouth. “Umm, that’s nice,” moaned Sarai.

I kissed down her stomach and she giggled as I tongued her cute bellybutton. My hands slid down her hips, down her legs, and then raised her skirt so it bunched about her hips. Her leopard print panties were wet with desire, pulled tight so I could see her delicious cameltoe. I breathed in her arousal, an intoxicating musk. I hooked my fingers in the waistband of her panties and slowly pulled them down. Her pussy was shaved bare, vulva glistening with sticky juices. For a moment a gleaming line of girl cum linked pussy and panties before it snapped. Her pussy was beautiful, clit hard and throbbing, vulva red with passion.

<i>Thank you, Lord, for this bounty,</i> I prayed silently, then feasted on her womanhood. My tongue wiggled in to her tight slit and found resistance.

“You’re a virgin!” I gasped, in surprise.

“A good Muslim girl saves herself for marriage,” Sarai answered, rotely.

“Allah doesn’t have a problem with fingering another woman?” I asked, suspiciously.

She giggled. “No more than Jesus has a problem with you eating another woman’s cunt.” The minx had me there.

I found it exciting to eat out a virgin’s cunt, even if she was only technically a virgin. I could not fuck my tongue deeply into her pussy as I would like, so I settled for lapping along her labia, drinking her musky flavor. My thumb found her hard little clit and rubbed it in fast, hard circles as devoured her sex while Sarai gasped and grounded, tits heaving with excitement.

“Oh yes,” Sarai moaned quietly, “eat my virgin cunt! Oh, fuck, you’re tongue feels amazing on my virgin pussy.” She panted hard, and, as her orgasm approached, she lost her English, chanting in Arabic, <i>“Elhas kussi! Elhas kussi! Sharmoota elhas kussi!”</i> Musky cream flooded my mouth, drenching my face with her passion and I drank her bounty. She was panting, eyes closed, and whispered, “That was amazing!”

I smiled as I rose kissed her. She eagerly licked her musk off my face. God had delivered me a virgin, and I was excited to take my reward. I reached for my purse. She eyed me curious as I rooted around in my beaded purse then pulled out a small, purple dildo and the strap-on harness. Fear quickened in her eye, and she backed away from me as I pulled the strap-on up my slender legs.

“We should be leaving,” Sarai said, licking her lips, nervously. “The other passenger’s might be awake.”

I adjusted the straps, making sure the dildo rubbed on my hard clit, and the smiled hungrily at her. “I thought you said you were here to <i>satisfy</i> me?”

“Please, miss.” Sarai backed up, bumping into the door.

I reached back behind my neck, undoing the lacings that held my dress up. The fabric fell away, exposing my small, perky breasts. Sarai swallowed, staring lustfully at my hard nipples. I stepped forward and Sarai flinched as the dildo touched her stomach. Another step, and our breasts brushed together; pale tits kissing dark breasts.

“Don’t you want to stop being a good Muslim girl?” I asked, leaning in to kiss her. “Don’t you want to be bad?”

“I-I,” she stuttered.

I slid the dildo between her legs, rubbing up against her slick cunt. “Don’t you want to experience all the pleasure Allah gave you?” I kissed her neck, and slid the dildo up and just into her pussy, pressing gently against her hymen. “Your pussy was made to be fucked, and it feels so amazing when a hard object fills you up.” I licked her ears, whispering, “Aren’t you getting wet, thinking about my dildo fucking your cunt.”

She shook her head, trying to wiggle away from my invading dildo.

“Just admit you want a beautiful woman to take your virginity! To make you a dirty, filthy, lesbian whore!”

She looked at me, tears shining in her eyes. “Allah, forgive me,” she whispered and nodded her head.

“Say it!” I hissed. “Tell me to make you my lesbian whore.”

“Please,” she whispered hoarsely. “Please fuck my virgin cunt! Please make me your lesbian whore!”

She gasped as I fucked the hard piece of plastic through her hymen, the dildo rubbing pleasantly on my clit. I fucked Sarai hard and fast and she moaned delightfully into my ear. The door rattled from the force of our fucking. Just outside this door, two men slept. They could wake up at any moment. Or another stewardess could discovers us, or even the pilot. We could be found out at any moment and that made the sex even hotter.

“Oh, fuck!” Sarai gasped loudly. “Oh, fuck my pussy. Oh, this so amazing!”

“If you keep being so loud, someone’s going to hear,” I whispered in her ear as I fucked her. “Unless, you want to be caught. You want to show the world that your a bad, little Muslim girl. A dirty, whorish lesbian.”

“Yes!” she hissed and shuddered as she came on the dildo. “I’m a dirty, lesbian slut. I love sucking tits and eating cunts!”

For an hour, we fucked in the bathroom. I fucked her, bent over the toilet. Then she put on the strap-on and sat on the toilet, and I rode her hard while she sucked on my tits. She fucked me up the ass and I had an amazing orgasm. Finally, both of us satiated, we dressed, cleaned up and slipped out of the bathroom. The other two First Class passengers were still asleep, snoring loudly. We slipped into seats in the back of first class and spent the rest of the flight making out, fingering each other to shuddering orgasms, both of us trying not to make any noise. Thank the Lord the other passengers were such heavy sleepers.

“Ladies and gentleman, we are starting to make our approach to Sea-Tac International,” the Pilot announced over the intercom. “Please put your seat backs to their full, upright position and fasten your seatbelt.”

Sarai got up to check the other two passengers, waking them up and making sure they put on their seatbelts. When she reached me, she bent down and slipped her hand inside my bodice, squeezing my breast momentarily. “Miss, please fasten your seatbelt,” she said in a brisk, professional tone. When she pulled her hand out, she left a business card for the Sea-Tac Holiday Inn pressed against my breast. On the back was written, “I have a 48 hour layover. If you wanna have fun, ask for me at the front desk, Sarai.”

I smiled to myself. Providence has laid the next step in my journey, and it was going to be a pleasant one.

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I awoke alone, sunlight streaming through the large windows, bedroom windows and glass, sliding door.

I reached for Mary and found her side of the bed empty. I sat up, looking around. I was in the master bedroom of the house I “borrowed” from Brandon Fitzsimmons. Thanks to the Pact I made with the Devil, people had to do what I told them. I also “borrowed” his wife, a hot Latina named Desiree, making her my second sex slave, along with the teenage slut, Allison. I rubbed sleep from my eye. It was late when I finally tried to sleep, nearly 3 AM. I glanced at the cloak and groaned to see it was 7:34 AM. Fuck that’s early. I thought about rolling back to sleep, but my mind kept drifting back to last night.

When Mary and I got in last night it was nearly one in the morning, we slipped into bed and talked about what happened. Mary had made her pact with the Devil, like I had days earlier. And then the Devil handed me this red crystal that glowed with scarlet light, and told me if I was ever in trouble to hold up the crystal and say, “Lilith, appear before me.” A fear clenched at my stomach. Why would I need this. Mary sensed my fear, and so we talked and theorized what the Devil meant, What danger lay before us. And who or what was Lilith.

“That name is familiar,” Mary had murmured, snuggled naked against me. “I think its from Vampire: The Masquerade.”

“Wait, what?” I asked, starring incredulously at her. “You played that?”

Mary laughed. “Yeah, there was a six months or so in my junior year of high school that I really got into Twilight. And a friend introduced me to the local Vampire: the Masquerade Coven and I spent Tuesdays and Thursday nights LARPing as the Vampiress Damona.”

“Wow,” I grinned, amused. “You LARPed.”

“Yeah,” she admitted, sounding slightly embarrassed. “Although, we just hung out and dressed in just the awfullest black clothing and wore too much black makeup. With my pale skin I looked like a corpse. Which I guess was the point, but I never really liked it. ”

“I don’t know,” I said, “I bet you were real sexy as a goth.” I pictured Mary, black dress contrasting to her pale skin. Black lipstick staining her lips and her auburn hair aiding an exciting splash of color, draped over one shoulder and falling down into her cleavage.

“Anyway,” she said, frowning at me. “I’m pretty sure Lilith was the mother of monsters, or something like that. Some demon, or something like that. One of the cults had something to do with her.”

I got my smart phone out and googled Lilith. “Huh,” reading the Wikipedia page. “She was a Canaanite goddess and, according to Jewish mythology, was Adam’s first wife but refused to submit to his authority so he divorced her and married Eve.”

“Good for her,” Mary said.

The fact I initially used my powers to control Mary was still a sore subject between us, so I didn’t rise to her bait, and continued reading, “Then she became the mother of monsters and a succubus.”

“Just like I said,” pointed out Mary.

“Sorry if I didn’t want to trust Vampire: The Masquerade for my information,” I apologized, testily.

“Just Wikipedia.”

“It’s pretty reliable,” I said defensively. “Fine, I’m sorry I didn’t believe you.”

“Good,” she said, nodding and smiling.. “As long as you remember that I’m always right, things will go smoothly for you, Mark.”

Wisely, I choose not to dispute that. “So, why would I need a monster mother’s help?” I asked, changing the subject.

Her eyebrows furrowed. “I don’t know, maybe …”

We talked for a while longer, going round in circles about theories and speculations. In the end, we gave up and I promised to keep the crystal with me at all times, just in case. Mary snuggled up against me and feel asleep without a problem. And it turned out she snored. It was soft and kinda cute. And as I grappled with dark thoughts, trying to sleep, I found her snores … comforting. I wasn’t alone in the dark. Mary would be there with me to face whatever danger the Devil saw in my future.

When I finally fell asleep, it was a shallow, restless one, plagued with a reoccurring nightmare. I was surrounded by shadowy monsters, holding a crimsons crystal in my hand, Mary pressed behind me as I tried to protect her. I would say the words, “Lilith, appear before me.” But nothing happened and the monsters would swarm in and I would wake up, breathing hard. Mary would snuggled tightly against me, somehow instinctively consoling me in her sleep, and I would drift back off to sleep to experience the nightmare all over again.

I tried to ignore my worries and go back to sleep but it was too bright and my bladder was too full, so I stumbled towards bathroom. On the way, I noticed Mary out on the balcony and … I blinked, was that an easel in front of her? I had to pee to bad to find out, and kept stumbling to the bathroom. I braced one arm against the wall and started pissing, hoping I was getting it in the bowl. I was too tired to aim. After pissing, I fumbled with the shower controls. A hot shower always helped me wake up.

I leaned against the tiled walls of the shower, mauve and gray, and let the warm water pour over me. After several minutes of warm, luxurious bliss, I was finally feeling alive. I grabbed the soap and washed my body and then shampooed my hair. I stepped out of the shower and shaved my face and combed my hair. I slapped on some spicy aftershave Mary had bought me and spritzed some bodyspray in my armpits.

Yesterday, Allison and Desiree and cleared all of Desiree and her husband’s clothes and personal effects out of the master bedroom and replaced them with Mary and my clothing. I found some clean boxers, jeans, and a maroon polo shirt. Dressed, I grabbed my phone and sent Allison a text, before heading out to the master bedroom’s balcony to see what Mary was up to.

Mary stood before an easel and a large canvas, paintbrush in one hand and a wooden palette in the other, covered in smears of paints. She was dressed in one of my white, buttoned down shirts that fell down to mid thigh on her. Mary’s auburn hair was tied back and fell in a loose ponytail down her back. Her legs were long and gorgeous and she was barefoot, her feet small with cute little toes. She appeared to be painting Mount Rainier with the sun rising over the mountain’s shoulder.

“Hey, Mare,” I greeted, sitting down on the loveseat, admiring the way her shapely rear shifted about beneath the shirt tails as she painted. “Looking good!”

“Morning, hun,” Mary answered, not even looking at me. She was too fixated on her painting.

“Painting the Mountain?” I asked. God, what a stupid question. What else could she be painting. “It’s looking pretty.”

“Oh, thanks,” she said, absentminded.

“Any plans for today?” I asked her.

She shook her head. “No, not really. What were you thinking.”

I started to speak when someone knocked on the bedroom door. “Come in, Allison!” I shouted.

Allison padded through the room. The pink-haired teenage slut was dressed in a sexy, french maid outfit that she bought yesterday. The bodice of the dress was made of a transparent, black material that showed her hard nipples and the silver barbell that pierced each one. The skirt was made of many layers of white, lacy petticoats covered by the black, lacy material of the skirt. It was short, barely covered her ass when she stood straight, and when she bent over her ass and pussy would be on display.

“Good morning Master, good morning Mistress,” Allison said politely as she stepped out onto the balcony.

“Good morning, slut,” Mary said, still concentrating on her painting.

“Did you make the arrangements I asked you to,” I asked. Yesterday, I sent her several texts while Mary and I were shopping.

“Yes, Master, I made all the reservations and programmed the GPS,” Allison answered.

“Good slut,” I praised, and pulled my cock out. Allison knelt before me and sucked my cock into her warm mouth.

“What arrangements?” Mary asked, curiously. She glanced behind her and shook her head in amusement when she saw Allison blowing me.

Allison was a pro at blowjobs. She had a tongue stud, and the metal was a small spot of hard pressure, rubbing across my dick. “An orca tour,” I answered. “And then dinner in Seattle, at the Space Needle. If you want to?”

“Are you asking me out an a date while some sluts sucks on your dick?”

“Oh, yeah!” I moaned as Allison started bobbing her head on my shaft. I ran my hand through her bubblegum pink hair.

“Okay, sounds fun,” Mary answered. “When do we leave?”

I looked down at Allison. “Well, slut?”

Allison popped her mouth off my cock, “You need to leave within the next ninety minutes or so,” she answered then sucked my cock back into her mouth.

“Well, then I need to get ready,” Mary said. “Slut, when you finish blowing Mark, clean up here and take everything to my studio.”

Allison moaned around my cock that could have been, “Yes, Mistress.”

Mary bent down and kissed me on the lips. “Have fun,” she said with a smile, stroked Allison’s hair, and walked inside. I followed her ass with my eyes, enjoying her hip’s sway, before she disappeared into the bathroom. I closed my eyes, and enjoyed Allison’s wet mouth and tongue on my cock. She was bobbing her head rapidly on my dick, my sensitive head brushing the back of her throat. My balls tightened, and I came in her mouth.

“Thank you, Master, for your yummy cum,” Allison said, semen staining her lips, then she gently licked my cock’s mushroom head, lapping out all my cum, then zipped my pants back up.

I went downstairs and heard Desiree cooking in the kitchen. Desiree was an amazing cook, and I wondered what delicious food she was making for breakfast. My stomach rumbled, clearly just as eager for her cooking as I was. Still to tired to do anything constructive, I turned on the TV and saw a blurry, black and white image of my face off a security camera.

“The fuck,” I murmured to myself, turning the volume up.

“Authorities are asking for you help in identifying this man,” the news anchor reported, “wanted in connection with the a series of strange events that happened in the South Hill Bestbuy on Thursday and robbery of a jewelry store in a local mall, as well as several other strange occurrences. Eye witness place him in the company of two young women, one with red or auburn hair and one with hair dyed pink. Call Crimestoppers if you have any tips.”

Wow. I guess I made more of ripple than I thought. Well, I did start an orgy at the Bestbuy. I snorted, gas, huh. I guess that’s one way to explain a bunch of people fucking in the electronic aisle. Could this the danger the Devil was warning me of? I shook my head. No, that couldn’t be it. If any police showed up to arrest me, I would just tell them to let me go. And if Mary or Allison got arrested, I could just walk into the jail and free them.

The news then started talking about some stupid bullshit a dog did, so I turned it off. I stared at the blank screen of the TV and pulled out the red crystal, studying it. The gem appeared to be a perfectly ordinary crystal. It didn’t burn with that crimson light like last night, it was cool in my hand, and smooth as glass.

“Master?” I jumped. Desiree was standing in front of me, peering worriedly. She was dressed in the same maids outfit that Allison wore and her large tits covered by the sheer bodice dangled in front of my face. “<i>Mi Rey</i>, are you all right? You didn’t answer me.”

“Sorry, I was just thinking,” I replied, slipping the crystal back into my pocket, next to the engagement ring box. I needed to get my mind off what the Devil said. I hoped today was going to be a fun, romantic day with Mary that went perfectly. “What did you want, Desiree?”

“Breakfast is ready, <i>mi Rey,</i>” she answered. “Shall I go let <i>Reina</i> know.”

“Yeah, she’s probably getting out of the shower now,” I told her. “Desiree, what does, uh, <i>mi rey </i>mean?”

“My king,” Desiree answered, then a pained look frowned her face, “do you not like it?”

“No, no, I like it,” I paused. “So <i>Reina</i> is …”

“Queen,” she said with a shy smile, then headed upstairs to find Mary. “Tell her that!” I called after. Mary would love be called Queen.

In the kitchen there was a small, breakfast table and laid on it were four plates with omelets and crispy toast. A pitcher of orange juice set in the middle of the table along with several jars of various jams. On the counter, a pot of coffee steamed. I poured myself a cup, added cream, and set down at the table. The omelet turned out to be a tasty, southwestern omelet with red peppers, bacon, jalapeno, jack cheese, and avocado.

My three ladies marched in, Mary in her pink robe, her hair wrapped up in a towel, fresh from her shower, flanked by Allison and Desiree in their maid outfits. Mary set next to me and kissed me on the lips. Everyone complimented Desiree’s cooking, and hungrily devoured the omelets she made. Afterward, Mary and Allison disappeared upstairs to get Mary ready for our date while I nursed my third cup of coffee and watched Desiree clean the kitchen. It was quite sexy, catching flashes of her dark ass and pussy when she bent over, or reached up to put dishes away in the shelves.

When Mary returned, she found Desiree standing before the sink while I fucked her from behind. Desiree was just too sexy to resist. “What do you think?” Mary asked, twirling about in a yellow sundress decorated with red orchids. The dress had an ovoid, plunging neckline and a high skirt that fells to her mid-thigh. A pair of black, thigh-high, healed boots complimented the outfit. She had put on a light amount of makeup, transforming the natural beauty of her face into something amazing: a hint of blush on her cheeks, eyeliner that made her green eyes more brilliant, and a deep red lipstick that made her smiling lips more desirable.

“You look gorgeous,” I groaned, savoring Desiree’s silky cunt. “I love those boots.”

Mary laughed. “Are you almost finished, I don’t want to be late?”

“If you could make out with Allison, that might help,” I said, hopeful. “Fine,” Mary said. She pulled Allison to her and they kissed, tongues wrestling. Mary’s hand slid into Allison bodice and pulled out a perky breast and pierced nipple. Then, with a wink at me, she bent down and licked her tongue on Allison’s nub.

“Fuck, that’s hot!” I moaned and shot my load deep into Desiree’s cunt.

“Good, let’s go,” Mary said, impatient, and grabbed my arm. I barely had time to zip my pants up before Mary dragged me out of the kitchen. As the door swung close, I caught just the glimpse of Allison kneeling down before Desiree to drink my cum straight out of her pussy like a good slut.

In the living room, Mary grabbed a small purse that matched her dress and I picked-up my keys, pulled on my black duster, ignored Mary rolling her eyes at how ridiculous I looked, and grabbed the camcorder and the GPS that Allison had programed for our trip. Then we were outside and piled into my Mustang. The engine roared to life and the GPS was plugged in and, “Fuck, I didn’t know we had to go that far,”

The orca tour was apparently all the way north at Anacortes; north of Seattle and north of even Everett. The GPS predicted it would take a little more than two hours for us to drive north. When Mary slid into the car, the skirt of her dress rode up and I saw a flash of red hair. The saucy filly wasn’t wearing panties and I caught a glimpse of the fiery heart of pubic hair above her pussy. As I started driving, she slid up the skirt and lazily started to masturbate.

“That’s a little distracting,” I said, my eyes continually drawn to her finger slowly rubbing a circle on her clit.

“Between you fucking Desiree and having me make out with Allison, you got me horny,” Mary replied. “So just suck it up.”

“I’d prefer you to suck it up!” I said, leering at her.

She snorted with laughter, then closed her eyes, rubbing a little harder on her clit. She writhed in her seat, biting her lower lip. The scent of her arousal filled the car, sweet and spicy. Mary moaned softly, fingering herself, now, grinding her palm on her clit. Two fingers were fucking rapidly out of her cunt, her breath quickening. She arched her back and groaned wordlessly as she came.

“Now that you’re finished, mind sucking my cock?” I asked, my cock painfully hard in my pants

Mary eyes fluttered open. “Didn’t you tell me not to do that again. As I recall, you almost wrecked the car when you came.”

“Fine, I’ll pull over,” I said.

“We can’t be late,” Mary complained. “You’ll just have to wait.”

“C’mon, Mare, I’ll be quick.”

Mary snorted with laughter. “You sure know how to sweet talk a gal, Mark.”

“I love you,” I told her, reaching out and stroking her bared thigh. “You’re so beautiful and desirable. I’m powerless before your stunning beauty. You are a goddess, and I only wish to shower you with my affections.”

Mary started to gently rub her swollen vulva, teasing her lips, with her right hand. “Mmhh, shower me with your warm, sticky <i>affections!</i> That sounds so hot.” Her finger slipped into her cunt, fucking slowly in and out of her wet lips.

I reached down with one hand and unzipped my jeans and pulled my cock out through my fly. “See how strong my devotion for you is! Look at how hard my desire to worship you is.”

Mary’s emerald, lust filled eyes were drawn to my cock. “Ohh, so big and hard,” she moaned. She licked her lips, and reached out and grasped my cock in her soft hand, stroked me twice, then slid down and cupped my balls. “Yes, you are full of thick, creamy offerings.” Resistance caving before lust, she lowered her head to my lap

Her mouth was warm and wet on my cock, wantonly sucking and rubbing her tongue on my sensitive head. I stroked her auburn hair, savoring the pleasure Mary was giving me. I was so excited from watching her masturbate, that I wasn’t going to last long in her sweet mouth. The car was filled with the wet noises of her mouth sucking my cock and her fingers fucking her cunt. “Oh, fuck,” I gasped, “here cums your offering!” My balls tightened and then I was spilling my offering into my goddess’s mouth, and she drank it all, thirstily.

She sat up, lips stained white, and furiously rubbed her cunt and clit. “Ohh, that was so delicious,” she moaned, and licked her lips. “It was warm and salty! Fuck, fuck! Mmhh, your offering ran thick down my throat!” She bucked on the seat as she came again on her slim fingers.

“Having a woman’s mouth on your cock is the only way to drive,” I said, shoving my cock back into my pants.

Mary sighed. “Well, I’m just glad that you didn’t get us killed.” She fixed her emerald eyes on me, “And don’t expect me to do that again.”

An hour later, feeling frisky, I started stroking her thighs, then slipped my hand down and started to finger her wet pussy. Her face flushed and nipples hardened beneath her dress, and then she was more than happy to suck my cock again. I was enjoying the blowjob so much, I missed the exit from I-5 to highway 536 that led west to Anacortes. After I came, Mary glared at me for missing the exit and declared that she would never blow me again while I drove.

I got us turned around and thirty minutes later we rolled into Anacortes, a beautiful city resting on the northern peninsula of Fidalgo Island with the gorgeous Puget Sound on one side and forested hills on the other. We drove through the picturesque town, a classic American fishing town turned tourist destination. We passed old buildings, lovingly maintained, and pristine parks full of happy people. The salty smell of the Sound filled the car as we passed docks upon docks crowded with all shapes of boat. Small boats, yachts, fishing trawlers, and more.

When we finally reached the dock where the Island Explorer 3, a hundred foot-long white boat with two decks, sat moored, we had fifteen minutes to spare. Mary turned heads in her sexy sundress and thigh-high, black boots, as we boarded the ship. And it wasn’t just the men who stared, it seemed that every woman who saw her eyed her lustfully and Mary enjoyed every minute of the attention. Last night Mary had wished for all women to find her desirable and not resist any of her sexual advances, and it was definitely working. As we made our way to the bow, women kept brushing against her and smiling at her. Finally, we reached the bow, Mary stood at the rails and I stood behind her, hugging her as she bounced excitedly as the ship slipped its mooring and pushed out from the dock.

Mary’s ass wiggling against my cock had a predictable effect. Mary felt the hardness and whispered in a husky voice, “I’m not wearing panties. And with your coat …” She trailed off, as I quickly unzipped my pants and she felt my hard cock poking her pussy. My black duster hid what we were doing from view.

“So, my coat’s not so ridiculous,” I moaned into her ear as I slid my cock up inside her wet pussy.

She gasped. “I guess not.” And then she squeezed her cunt about my cock as I gently fucked her.

As the boat pulled out into the Puget Sound, steaming to the northwest towards the San Juan Islands, women started approaching Mary. They would talk to her, flirt with her, caress her arm, or just stand blushing in her presence. The pretty ones, Mary would kiss and slide her finger’s down into waistbands of pants or short, searching for wet pussies; and if they wore skirts she would slip a hand up underneath and finger the woman until she came. Most had husbands or boyfriends who objected to their girls being fingered, so I would have to order them to just stand there and watch. After cumming, Mary would send them away and hold up her sticky fingers to my lips and I would taste their musk.

I started to fuck Mary hard while she fingered the second woman, cumming into her tight pussy. Mary gasped and cried out and came on my dick. Then I would rest in her cunt until my cock would harden and I would start fucking her all over again. Our activities did not go unnoticed, but a few orders to the crews left us alone to pursue our pleasures.

After Mary fingered half a dozen women, and I cummed a couple of times into her pussy, Mary started to grow more bold and the next woman she fingered, a petite Japanese woman with olive skin and blue-black hair, Mary pulled up her shirt and pushed her bra up. Then, licking her lips, she bent down to suck on the Japanese woman’s small, round tits with her hard, brown nipples while she fingered the woman. A Japanese man, her husband I assumed, started snapping pictures of his wife getting her tits stuck and muttering something in Japanese. It sounded like he was enjoying the sight.

“That’s it,” Mary cooed, as the Japanese woman neared her orgasm, “come for me, slut. Come on my finger you nasty, lesbian slut!” Mary was fucking her hips back into me as I slammed my cock hard into her warm, wet depths. The sound of our fucking was wet and sloppy as several loads of cum already filled her pussy.

“I cum, I cum,” the Japanese woman moaned in thick, broken English, “You make cum, good!” the woman said, and Mary kissed her and then she stumbled into her husband. He pushed her up against the railing and I smiled as he started to fuck her with his small dick.

Mary held up her fingers and I licked the spicy flavor of the woman. “Does she taste good?” Mary moaned, “does the lesbian slut taste sweet?”

“So sweet!” I panted, I was nearing another orgasm. “I’m so close to cumming, Mare!”

“Cum in me,” Mary wantonly moaned, “fill me up with more of your warm cum!” Her cunt pulsed on my cock as she orgasmed and I groaned and shot another load into her wet cunt.

We were both breathless and sweaty. The cool, sea breeze felt like heaven on my hot skin. And then Mary gasped, and pointed excitedly. Out in the waves, three orcas broke the surface and we forgot all about sex as we watched these beautiful, majestic animals swimming through the water. I pulled out my camcorder from the pocket of my duster, and started filming. The whales were black with white bellies, and swam with speed and grace, knifing through the waves. Mary was right, it was romantic and I was glad I got to watch this with Mary.

“Aren’t they magnificent,” cooed a woman with a sultry, french accent.

A brunette woman, with a short, boyish haircut, slid up to the railing beside us. She was a short woman with the graceful, slim body of a dancer. She was dressed in black, skinny jeans that hugged her hips and ass and a maroon blouse with a deep, v-neck. A second woman, tall with dirty-blonde hair and blue highlights, stepped behind the French woman and hugged her. She was a curvy beauty in a lacy, white blouse and pleated, black skirts that showed off gorgeous, tanned legs. Both wore matching, diamond wedding rings.

“I know,” agreed Mary, her cunt gave a pleasant squeeze on my cock and I knew Mary was getting excited by the two women. “So beautiful and exotic.”

“I’m Lana,” the blonde woman said with a slight Slavic accent. She had the round face and prominent cheekbones of an Eastern European. “And this is my wife, Chantelle.”

“We’re on our honeymoon,” Chantelle said, excitedly.

“Congratulations,” Mary cheered. “I’m Mary and this is my boyfriend, Mark.”

Then Mary leaned in and kissed Chantelle on the lips. Lana gaped in surprise, opened her mouth to object and Mary released her wife’s mouth and then kissed Lana on the lips. Chantelle struggled to catch her breath and Lana was just as breathless as her wife when Mary broke their kiss.

“I love your accent,” I told Chantelle, “what part of France are you from?”

“Saint-Jérôme in Quebec,” she answered, laughing, “but I live in Dupont, now.”

“We live in Dupont,” Lana said, pouting. Chantelle kissed her wife, apologetically. “Last year we bought this cute little house. It’s very cozy.”

Chantelle smiled wickedly. “Mmhh, <i>very</i> cozy,” she cooed and wiggled her shapely ass against her wife’s groin.

“So how’d you two meet,” Mary asked.

“We met dancing,” Lana asked. “We both work at Deja Vu in Lakewood. And one night, Chantelle was on stage and I was working the room, you know, looking for a guy who’d want to buy a lapdance. When we made eye contact, it was like, eh, electricity shot between us. And as Chantelle danced on stage, it was like she was dancing only for me. When we got off work, I took her home and we made love for hours.”

“Your strippers,” I blurted.

Chantelle gave me a frost stare. “Exotic dancers.”

“Oh, sorry,” I said, taken aback.

“I think that’s so romantic how you met,” Mary said, and slid her hand across the railing and caressed Chantelle’s.

Chantelle eyed us up and down. “Are you fucking her, right now?” she asked with a naughty smile.

“Just enjoying the sweet embrace of my girlfriend,” I answered, slyly.

Chantelle laughed and was about to say something when Lana excitedly pointed. “Ohh, look at her jump!”

An orca had burst out of the water, momentarily, and then plunged back into the black waters of the Sound. Lana hugged Chantelle excitedly, rocking her wife about in her embrace. Mary started stroking Chantelle’s arm, dragging a finger lightly up and down her silky skin. Chantelle smiled at her and eyed Mary lustfully with her hazel eyes.

“You two are wild,” Chantelle confided. “Lana and I enjoyed watching you finger that Asian beauty.”

“I would love to finger you, Chantelle,” Mary said as she caressed the French-Canadian’s arm.

“Hey!” Lana protested. “That’s my wife!”

There was an excited twinkle in Mary’s eyes and I knew what she desired. I grabbed Lana’s arm and pulled out of Mary’s pussy. “Hey, Lana, let’s me and you have some fun over here. You’re wife is in some <i>very</I> capable hands. So relax and let me do what I want and I’ll make sure you enjoy it.”

Lana didn’t struggle as I pulled her a few feat away. Mary and Chantelle were kissing passionately and Lana looked sadly at her new wife making out with another woman. “How could she?” she asked, plaintively, as I started to rub her firm, plump ass.

“Don’t worry,” I whispered in Lana’s ears. “She still loves you, she’s just having some fun. Don’t be jealous.”

Lana relaxed and I captured her juicy lips in a kiss and then spun her about, rubbing my sticky cock on the back of her skirt and then lifted it up, exposing her curvy ass covered by powder blue, lacy panties. I pulled those off the cheeks of her tan ass. It was sexy seeing no tan lines on a woman’s ass and I imagined this voluptuous women lying naked on the side of the pool, glistening with oil. I slid my cock between her legs, found the wet, shaved lips of her pussy and shoved into her wet tunnel.

“Oh, fuck,” Lana moaned, her cunt squeezing pleasantly on my cock. “That’s nice. Ohh, its been a few years since I had a cock in me!”

Chantelle’s jeans and bright, red thong, were tangled about her ankles, her slim ass shoved up against the railing as Mary tribbed her, fucking her clit hard into Chantelle’s. Chantelle was moaning, writhing on Mary’s hips as Mary sucked on her neck. Both newlywed lesbians moaned as they were fucked. Lana reached out and captured her wives hand and they gripped each other tightly as there pleasures built.

Around us, other couples were starting to join the fun. The Japanese couple were the catalyst. Husbands and boyfriends that had to watch Mary finger their partners, now had their women bent over rails, fucking them passionately. I started another orgy, it seemed. I wonder if they would blame this one on gas. Lana’s cunt was convulsing on my dick, driving other thoughts out of my mind as she came hard.”

“Fuck me, fuck me!” Lana moaned. “Flood my cunt, stud.”

My balls tightened, my orgasm building, and then it exploded out of me, flooding her warm pussy. “Jesus, that was nice!” I gasped, kissing Lana’s neck, breathing hard.

Chantelle and Mary were writhing together, grinding their pussies together. “You gonna cum for me?” Mary hissed into Chantelle’s ear. “Is your dirty cunt gonna cum on my pussy? You gonna cum on another woman while your wife watches?”

“Yes, oh yes,” Chantelle moaned. “Watch me, Lana! Watch me cum!”

Lana squeezed her hand, supportively. “Cum, cupcake.”

Mary and Chantelle came together, bucking wildly against each other. “I’m cumming, Lana! Oh, it so sweet!”

Satiated, Mary broke her embraced with Chantelle and stumbled next to me, wrapping an arm around my waist. Lana and Chantelle embraced passionately and kissed and it was Lana’s turn to trib Chantelle. Mary and I stood, arm in arm, and watched the orcas play in the Puget Sound accompanied by the sounds of passion from about the ship. The orcas were magnificent beasts, graceful and powerful.

When the orcas disappeared beneath the waves, and the Island Explorer 3 turned to head back to Anacortes, Mary turned to me and kissed me. “Thank you,” she whispered, tears beading her eyes. “That was magical.”

I caressed her face. “It was,” I answered and cupped her chin and kissed her.

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Mary and I were the first to step off the Island Explorer 3, followed by Lana and Chantelle. On the way back, it was pretty obvious that Mary need to get cleaned up. I had shot four or five loads up in her and it was leaking down her legs. Lana got to do the honors, while her wife cleaned my cock. Lana was still licking up my cum when I shot a load down Chantelle’s throat, so I ordered Chantelle to join her wife. Mary came on both their faces.

“Can we keep them?” Mary asked, panting hard from her orgasm.

“Sure, Mare,” I told her, liking the idea of having a pair of married lesbians for sex slaves.

We got into my silver Mustang, proud owners of two more sluts. Mary had them follow in their beat up old Honda Civic. It may have been red once, or blue, or white. So many side panels and fenders had been replaced over the years, who could say what the cars original color was. I had to resist speeding like a manic since I wasn’t sure the Honda could keep up, but we eventually made our way through the terrible Seattle traffic in downtown and reached the Space Needle.

After a brief stop at the Restaurant so I could give the staff some instructions, we went up to the observation deck and saw the breathtaking view from the top of the Space Needle. You could see for practically forever. Seattle looked amazing, sandwiched on an isthmus between the Puget Sound to the west and Lake Washington to the east. Mount Rainier was as imposing as ever, the mountain’s glacier looked on fire from the setting sun. We watched the sun set behind the Olympic Mountains across the Sound.

As the last rays of the sun vanished behind the purple shadow of the distant Olympics, I fell to one knee, and reached into my pocket. Lana and Chantelle, who had been enjoying the romantic vista with each other, gathered around. Lana had my camcorder and, thanks to the heads up I gave her, was filming. Mary had this stunned yet excited look on her face and was slowly blushing a deep red.

I fumbled getting the box out of my pocket, almost dropping it, but I just manage to hold on. I opened the ring box and held it up. “Mary, I stole your heart and then you stole mine, and while we may not have known each other long, it has been long enough for me to know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?”

“Yes! Yes, yes, yes!” she exclaimed, eyes full of tears.

She pulled me up and threw her arms about me and kissed me thoroughly. Time seemed to stop and there was only Mary and I, connected body and soul. Our bodies were pressed together, out tongues in each other’s mouth. I staggered when she broke the kiss, leaning on Mary to avoid falling down while she clung tightly to me for support. Around us, other tourists clapped and whistled. I pulled the black diamond engagement ring out of the box and my hand trembled as I slid it onto her left ring finger and then we were kissing again.

The applause and cheers died away when we both kissed Lana and Chantelle and the spectators all walked away in confusion or disgust, or both. But Mary and I didn’t care. We were happy to share our love with out sluts. Mary clung tightly to me as we headed down to the Skycity Restaurant, one floor below the observation deck.

To surprise Mary, I had left her outside when I gave the staff my specific instructions, so she didn’t know what to expect and she was excited to find out. The Maitre D’ was waiting outside the restaurant entrance next to a close sign. He was politely apologizing to customers who wanted to dine there. He let the four of us pass with a stiff nod, clearly unhappy but unable to object. In the restaurant the female, attractive members of the wait staff lined up naked save for little, white waist aprons, leaving their flat stomachs and beautiful breasts on display. There were six of them, all gorgeous in their own, unique ways.

“Choose three to wait on us,” I told Mary, “and the other three will serve Chantelle and Lana.”

“Thank you, Master,” Lana said, eyes feasting on the banquet of naked women, arm wrapped around her wife. Chantelle licked her lips.

“Your welcome, Lana,” I said. “Its your honeymoon, still, so you two have fun.”

Mary considered the women and choose a buxom, raven-haired girl, a lanky blonde, and a short, but very busty, Asian woman. She wrapped an arm around the blonde and the Asian and pulled them tight and grinned wickedly at me. “Oh, we’re going to have fun tonight!”

To be continued …

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This is not my own work. This wonderful little piece was written by an another known as “Thumb” about ten to fifteen years ago. I repost it here so a new audience may enjoy it as much as I have over the years.

CHAPTER 19

kimmy redid Mary’s make-up and straighten her hair. Then Mrs. Simon handed Mary a bag and told her to put on the clothes inside. She took the clamps off of Mary’s swollen nipples and allowed her to get dressed. kimmy moved off to the other side of the room.

Mary looked in the bag and found a black lace garter belt with matching black stockings and one
of her favorite powder blue business suits. The last time she had seen it was when she was going through her closet for Lisa which seemed like a century ago.

Once she was dressed she saw her reflection in the mirror and was reminded of her old self. How she wished she could go back to those times before all this had happened to her.

kimmy came back across the room and Mary’s breath caught in her throat. She was dressed in Amy’s favorite red dress and her hair was pulled back just the way Amy wore hers. For a second she thought it was Amy before she realized it was kimmy made up to look like her.

Mrs. Simon lead the two over to a couch placed along the wall. She outlined again what was expected of Mary and reminded her that a substitute was available just upstairs if she didn’t do a very convincing job. Mike would direct the video and they were to follow his directions enthusiastically.

Mike ordered the two to sit on the sofa and talk with each other. Mary couldn’t stop seeing Amy not kimmy sitting there. Mike ordered Mary to begin kissing kimmy.

Mary leaned forward knowing they wouldn’t hesitate to bring Amy down to see her mother. She pressed her lips against kimmy and felt kimmy’s tongue searching her mouth.

“More tongue,” order Mike and Mary began running her tongue around kimmy’s hot wet mouth. The kiss went on and on. Mary could feel her pussy heating up. She had been so close so often in the last week, her fuse was short. The warm moist lips on hers were sending false messages to her brain. She couldn’t actually be enjoying kissing her daug…, kimmy like this.

Why was Amy flashing through her mind. The dress and perfume were Amy’s which didn’t allow Mary to put the thought out of her mind..

“Begin to play with her tits bitch while you are kissing.”

Mary moved her hand to kimmy breast and began massaging her through Amy’s dress. She could feel kimmy hard nipples through the material. She wasn’t wearing a bra. The hard nubs were burning her hands as she opened the buttons on the dress and reached inside to touch the bare breast. Amy moaned into her open mouth as the kiss became more arduous.

Their tongues were waged in a real battle and Mary could feel herself getting more and more excited by the demanding tongue and lips kissing her and the feel of the warm swollen breast in her hand. kimmy opened the jacket on Mary’s suit baring her breasts to the camera. Mary was to the point she hardly noticed. Her nipples were swollen and painfully stiff. kimmy’s touch was like electricity to her sensitive nipples.

Mary’s breath was becoming labored as her body climbed to it’s natural peak in this unnatural
situation. Mary leaned forward and took kimmy’s nipple into her mouth. Shewondered why but couldn’t stop herself. She was sucking and nibbling kimmy’s nipples while kimmy slipped her jacket off and twisted and pulled her tender nipples. Mary’s pussy was almost steaming. ‘This is not normal but I need it.’ thought Mary as her knees slid apart.

kimmy stood and removed her dress and Mary with little direction from Mike reached out and
touched another woman’s pussy . She could feel the heat and juices as they soaked her fingers. kimmy squirmed on the end of the teachers probing fingers.

kimmy pushed Mary’s skirt up revealing her bare thighs. As the sliding skirt continued it upward trip her shaved pussy came into view with her secretions clearly visible. She ran her fingers up Mary’s slit and sent shivers through the teacher’s body. Mike told Mary to lie down on the couch and then had kimmy climb on and continue kissing and rubbing their bodies together. Mary was nearing orgasm. ‘I need to cum but this is not right’ thought the confused
teacher.

kimmy broke the kiss and turned her body around so her face was above Mary’s dripping pussy and Mary was looking into kimmy’s own drenched cunt.

Mike ordered Mary to lick kimmy pussy. Mary was so far gone she had difficulty understanding what he was talking about. Mike hissed, “Get your tongue in that pussy bitch or your daughter will be down here in 30 seconds.”

The mention of her daughter reminded Mary of her impossible situation and she reached out with her tongue touching the other woman’s pussy. She wanted to gag but just at that moment kimmy pushed her pussy down on her face and locked her lips deep in her musty wet slit. Mary’s face was trapped between kimmy’s tight thighs with her lips deep in her disgusting wet slit. To compound her confusion kimmy at that very moment ran her tongue across Mary’s clit sending her over the top. Her body spasmed and she had the most intense orgasm of her
life.

kimmy began sliding her pussy up and down Mary’s lips and face while licking and sucking Mary spasming pussy sending her into repeated orgasms. Mary body was thrashing as she was in the throes of continuing orgasms. kimmy’s pussy kept sliding over her face. Her mouth and nose were surrounded with the kimmy’s hot scent. Soon kimmy was over the top and cumming on the teacher’s face. The two exhausted women couldn’t move for a while and then finally kimmy climbed off Mary. Both women were soaked in sweat and their faces were covered with the others cum.

As Mary began to come back to reality she was shocked with the intensity of her orgasms. There were 5 or 6 that she could remember. Then the realization of what she had done hit her like a sledgehammer. Her body started shaking and she crumpled to the floor vomiting all over herself and the floor. She was appalled at what she had done and allowed to be done to her.

After 10 minutes of uncontrolled sobbing Mrs. Simon slapped Mary very hard across the face. “That’s enough.” She tossed Mary the jacket to her suit and said, “Clean up that mess right now.”

Mary took the jacket and wiped her face first and the wiped the vomit from her body. Then using the jacket to her favorite suit she cleaned the vomit from the floor until it was clean.

“Take off the skirt and throw the suit in the trash teach. I was going to letyou wear it home but now it is ruined.”

Mary did as she was ordered and came back and sat on the couch next to kimmy as she was ordered. She couldn’t look at anyone she was so ashamed. She sat with her stocking covered leg locked tightly together totally ashamed of what had just happened.

“That was quite a performance teach. Lets watch the video.”

Then Mary was forced to watch herself in an obscene lesbian sex session. Mike pointed out how it looked as if she seduced this young girl and had sex with her. Mary tried to look away but Mike forced her to watch every minute. The video lasted 90 minutes which was a surprise to Mary it hadn’t seemed that long. She was ashamed that it seemed she enjoyed herself tremendously. The film showed her having repeated orgasms and licking kimmy like there was no tomorrow.

“I think anyone watching this will see you are a child seducing lesbian slut. I hope for your sake we don’t have to show it to anyone.”

Mary realized that she was beyond any hope now. No one seeing this tape would ever believe she had been forced to make it. And kimmy looked about 14-15 in the video. Then she noticed that the couch was exactly like the one in her house and the picture behind the couch was like her’s also. They had planned everything and now she was caught in a web from which there was no escape.

When the video ended Mrs. Simon went upstairs. Mary was petrified that they would send Amy down. She sighed with relief when Lisa and her father came down alone.

“We heard there was a hot new video. Lets watch it together.”

Mary couldn’t believe she was going to be forced to watch her indecent behavior again.

Mr. Simon said to Mary, “Since you have seen this already crawl over here and suck on this,” as her lowered his pants exposing his huge semi-hard cock.

Mary knew he was big but she couldn’t believe he was so large and he wasn’t even hard yet. She slide to the floor and crawled across the room as she saw her disgusting video starting again. When she reached Mr. Simon he grabbed her by the hair and fed his hardening cock into her open mouth. “Take it slow and easy teach I hear this tape is a long one.”

Mary began sucking the growing cock in her mouth. She knew she had no choice. Her life would never be the same again but she could at least protect her husband and daughter from the humiliation of what she had gotten herself into.

“You look like you real enjoy kissing kimmy pet.” said Lisa as she watched the video. She made constant comments about what Mary had done on the tape while her teacher knelt practically naked and sucked her father’s cock.

Mary just wished it would all end. She wanted to go home and wake up from this nightmare. She could feel the cock in her mouth growing and pulsing. She tasted the precum on her tongue as she slide her lips up and down the thick pole.

“kimmy go over and slide under pet and lick her pussy while she sucks daddy,” ordered Lisa.

The naked slave of her brothers crawled over and slide under the kneeling teacher forcing her legs wider apart. Her mouth directly below Mary’s red swollen pussy. She reached out with her tongue and began licking inside the spread teacher’s pussy. Her nose was running over Mary’s swollen clit and sending bolts of pleasure through her body.

Mary struggled to pull her mouth off the leaking cock in her mouth and escape the lips and tongue probing her private area. Mr. Simon held her in place easily and forced his cock into her throat gagging her until she stopped struggling. When she settled he withdrew slightly and allowed her to breath again and moved her head up and down as a signal to get busy.

Mary was trapped. A thick, hard cock in her mouth pulsing and growing, ready to fill her mouth with cum and a young woman’s tongue thrashing her clit and setting her body afire. She couldn’t resist either. She slid her lips down the throbbing shaft and gave in to the tormenting tongue and was overcome by another earth shattering orgasm.

Lisa’s father shot a thick load down her open throat and then pulled his squirting cock and blasted her face with hot burning cum.

“What a slut you are pet. You must really love being used. You can cum from sucking a hot cock and you obviously love having your pussy licked. What would your class say if they could see you now? I bet your husband never made you cum like that.”

“Nooooo, I do not enjoy this at all,” stuttered the cum covered teacher. ‘What is wrong with me? How can I cum when they are making me do these filthy things. I’m a happily married teacher with a wonderful family. I could never enjoy anything like this.’ Yet…how could she explain her orgasms. They were more powerful than any she had ever experienced before.?

Mary remained kneeling with the softening cock in her mouth while they finished watching her video. She was thankful she didn’t have to watch it again.

When the video was over Mary was lead back to her cage and locked in. The TV was wheeled in front of the cage and the video was started again. It was set to rewind and continue to play until someone shut it off. kimmy was ordered to slip a dress over her naked body and lead up stairs. The lights were shut off leaving the confused teacher in the dark watching herself perform acts she had never even imagined. She could feel the cum drying on her face as her exhausted body drifted off to sleep to the light of the TV showing her continuous orgasms into kimmy’s mouth.

CHAPTER 20

Mary’s sleep was restless at best with the constant flickering of the TV reminding her of what she had been through. She shuttered at the thought that she had enjoyed everything to the point of repeated orgasms. Here she was locked, practically naked, in a dog cage with a very explicit video of her and another woman playing over and over and her pussy was soaking wet with her excitement. How could she ever get back to a ‘normal’ life?

As these thoughts ran through her mind the lights came on and she heard 2 pair of footsteps coming down the stairs. She couldn’t see who was coming and hoped one of them wasn’t Amy.

Lisa came around the corner followed by kimmy on a leash. Mary breathed a sigh of relief.

kimmy open her cage and Mary crawled out stretching her cramped legs. She remained kneeling hoping that pleased Ms. Simon.

“kimmy is going to help you to shower so we can go out tonight pet. I want you to be sure to thank her for being so kind. Use your imagination. She has been ordered to report to me on your behavior and I trust you will meet my expectations.”

kimmy lead Mary to the small bathroom on the other side of the basement. She knelt and removed Mary’s heels and stockings. Standing she removed Mary’s garter belt and finally her collar. kimmy removed her own collar but her heels were locked on and she lead Mary into the tiny shower after adjusting the water to a comfortable temperature.

kimmy took the soap and lathered Mary’s exhausted body. She kneaded her stiff sore muscles with her slippery hands. Once Mary was clean kimmy began massaging and rubbing her breasts with the swollen nipples. One hand slipped down and into her steaming pussy. As kimmy’s fingers slid up and down her slit and over her nipples Mary’s hips began to sway back and forth. She quickly was lost in a fog as her body responded to kimmy expert manipulations. Out of
nowhere Mary’s body was slammed by an intense orgasm that caused her knees to give out and she would have slipped to the floor had not kimmy’s fingers been deeply embedded in her spasming pussy.

“Now it’s your turn,” said kimmy as she gently pushed down on Mary’s shoulder pushing her to her knees.

With the warm shower falling over her, Mary in a contented daze, reached out and spread kimmy dainty pussy lips and began to run her tongue up and down over her swollen clit. As Mary came down from her high she realized what she was doing and tried to pull away but kimmy held her face firmly against her humping pussy.

With a loud moan kimmy’s secretions flowed onto Mary’s licking lips. Her hips thrusting forward forcing Mary’s face deep into her wet pussy.

After her orgasm kimmy pulled Mary back to her feet and gave her a hard deep kiss to which Mary, to her dismay, responded enthusiastically. Finally kimmy broke the kiss and finished showering with Mary. The two got out of the shower and toweled each other dry. Mary was dismayed that she was actually feeling an attraction for this young woman.

kimmy put her collar on and then fastened Mary’s collar around her neck. Maryslipped on her heels at kimmy’s direction and with kimmy carrying the discarded stockings and garter belt the two left the steamy bathroom.

As the two naked slaves entered the basement they saw Lisa sitting on the couch watching TV. “Your clothes for tonight are over there on the chair pet. Get dressed and kimmy will fix your hair and make-up for you. I’ll be upstairs getting ready. I put your purse there too with all of your required articles. Be sure to bring it when we leave. kimmy when you finish with pet Mike wants to use you up in his room. Be sure to slip a dress on before coming up so we don’t shock our guest.”

“Yes Ms. Simon”. responded the two slaves in unison.

Mary moved to the chair and found a pair of 5″ red heels and a pair on denim bib overalls. Stepping out of her current heels Mary slipped into the overalls. She found them to be at least 2 sizes too large. After fastening the suspenders over her shoulders she adjusted the straps so that her breasts were covered as much as possible, which wasn’t much, and the waist was in the right place. She could slid both hands down inside the overalls without opening them. She knew she was in for an evening of embarrassment and putting herself on display again. She wasn’t sure she could do it again. She put the heels on her feet and buckled the straps on her ankles. Her breasts fell out the side of the bib with the slightest sideward movement.

kimmy expertly applied her makeup in the fashion Ms. Simon liked and her hair was done as any normal teenage would love. Her earrings were changed to larger hoops in each of the five holes. When Mary looked in the mirror she was shocked to see herself. She looked more like a teenager than ever with the clothes and the make-up. The hair and earrings were the finishing touches that brought her image together. The heels and overalls made her look like a teenage slut on the prowl. She couldn’t possible go out in public like this.

Slipping a dress over her head kimmy gave Mary a fleeting kiss and climbed the steps to her Master. Mary was left standing there waiting for her owner. She used the time to check her purse and found her black dildo, plug, nipple clamps and 11 rubbers. “What does she have planned tonight” Mary mumbled to herself. I hope food is part of her plan. I haven’t eaten anything since yesterday and that wasn’t much.

Shortly Lisa came down wearing a stylish skirt and sweater with white socks and tennis shoes. She really was attractive.

Grabbing Mary’s leash, “Come pet we have places to go and people to see.”

Mary discovered walking in the high heels caused her body to sway from side to side slightly which threaten to cause her breasts to pop out the sides of the overalls. She would have to walk very carefully.

As they drove across town in Mike’s van with Lisa at the wheel. Mary waited in fear to see what her owner had planned tonight. She didn’t have long to wait.

“Well pet tonight we are going to the “Hub” (a local teenage hangout with an extensive arcade, bowling alley, pizza shop, and dance floor).

Mary’s greatest fears were coming true. She was going to be displayed to a horde of teenagers looking like a hot teenager wanting to get some action.

“First we are going to get a pizza and some Coke. Then you will find at least six different guys and take them individually or as a group out to the van and show them each a good time. I want 6 rubbers filled and in your purse for me tonight. Tie them tight so you don’t leak any of their valuable nutrients. “

“Ms. Simon your pet can’t do that. There are kids from our school who go there.”

“Well you better be careful then. You wouldn’t want anyone else to have bad evidence on you would you?”

“Please Ms. Simon your pet begs to go somewhere else.”

“Enough whining. I want to go there and that’s we are going. If you can’t or won’t do as you are told you will be severely punished and then all of your pictorial history will be exposed. Daddy is making several copies of your video now.”

“Ms. Simon your pet will do as ordered but is begging for your compassion and understanding.”

Lisa parked the van in a dark corner of the lot and removed Mary’s collar. Come in and eat first you have a lot to do tonight and we need to advertise you are here.

Mary followed Lisa into the “Hub” very conscious of the display her loose breasts were providing under the too large bib of her outfit. Lisa found a table in the center of the pizza shop and sent her self conscious pet to get a small pizza with a coke and water.

Mary walked to the counter very aware that her heels made her ass sway and her breasts threatening to fall out the side at any moment. She placed her order and stood trying to hide herself waiting for it. She surveyed the crowd looking for faces she might recognize and need to avoid and also looking for prospects to complete her assignment. Her face blushed hot and red when she realized she was looking over a room of teenage boys to find six guys
to gather cum from.

When the pizza was finished Mary took it with the 2 drinks back to the table. Lisa indicated she should stand and and gave her one piece of pizza.

“This should give you enough energy to get through the evening. Eat up and then get busy. You have 2 hours.”

Mary thankfully ate the pizza even though she didn’t taste it. Her mind was on what she was now being required to do. She was also appalled at herself because she could feel the moisture growing in her pussy as she thought about what she was about to do.

As soon as she finished the pizza Mary moved into the arcade area. She had no idea how to begin to get the first boy to take her to the van. As she was pondering her plan she heard someone say “hi”. She turned and found herself face to face with a rather good looking young man.

“Hi” she replied.

They got into a pleasant conversation and Mary noticed his eyes seemed to be constantly drawn to her semi exposed breasts. After about 10 minutes of chatting Mary finally got the courage to ask him if he would like to take a walk. Of course he was more than willing. As they went outside Mary steered him toward the van. She hoped she had the courage to get through this. When they were next to the van Mary swallowed her pride and leaning close gave
the young man hard tongue lashing kiss. She allowed his hands to roam freely over her breasts.

Mary was ashamed that she was getting excited by this perverse action but she convinced herself she was being forced to do this. She opened the door to the van and pulled her current partner into the van. After locking the door Mary knew she would complete the assignment.

Mary slid the straps off her shoulder allowing the bib to fall baring her breasts to her young suitor. He began sucking her nipples and she opened her purse and took out the first rubber.

Mary had planned to suck the six guys which wouldn’t be too bad because they would cum in a rubber and she would be , in her mind, uninvolved. But her pussy was signaling her brain it needed filled. Mary slid out of her pants while her current lover pulled out his thick hard cock. Mary opened the rubber and slid it over the head of his tool and rolled it down the shaft. Laying back she spread her legs and pulled the young man on top of her guiding him into her steaming hole.

The young man was so turned on by the fact the this older girl was fucking him he lasted only about 15 strokes before he shot a huge wad into the rubber. He collapsed onto the frustrated Mary. She had just been getting into the rhythm when he shot off.

Struggling out from under the young man Mary carefully rolled the rubber off the spent cock and tied the end so that nothing would leak out.

Mary hurried to dress and get the young guy out so she could get on to number 2 and hopefully get the fire in her pussy extinguished. She glanced at her watch and was shocked to see that she had been with this guy 45 minutes. She only had 1 hour and 15 minutes to get 5 more rubbers filled. She couldn’t believe she had sunk to the level of gathering cum to please her owner. But she had to protect her family. Rushing the guy out of the van Mary quickly
moved back to the arcade to find number 2.

Mary decided to take the direct approach since her time was running out faster than she expected. She saw a tall muscular blond guy near the door and walked directly up to him with her breasts threatening to pop out the sides of her bib at any moment. “Couldyou help me?” she asked.

A quick look at the practically exposed teacher and he answered, “Sure. What’s the problem?”

“I need some help out at my van.” the embarrassed teacher responded. She could not believe she was picking up this young man just to milk his cock for a rubber full of cum. She didn’t recognize this person she had become. Mary took his hand and lead him out to the parking lot.

When Mary reached the van she opened the door and invited the shocked boy inside. He couldn’t believe this was happening to him.

Mary closed the door and shrugging the straps from her shoulders she kissed the astonished boy passionately thrusting her tongue into his mouth. His hands began to squeeze and fondle Mary’s breasts and swollen nipples as she struggled to get his pants open and release his thickly swollen cock. Once she had freed his hard cock from his jeans she immediately rolled a rubber down its 9″ length. This rubber had little nubs all around the head she noticed as she
was putting it on the excited boy. “Please done cum too soon,” she panted as she pulled the boy between her legs.

Mary could feel the nubs on the rubber sliding over her clit and deep into her boiling hole. Thanks to the nubs Mary reached an intense orgasm quickly and wrapping her legs around the trusting blond hunk she worked to give him a quick release. To her amazement he had great staying power and brought her to a second more powerful orgasm before erupting into the rubber.

Mary was weak from her orgasms and laid quietly for several minutes with the young man shrinking cock still in her pussy before she realized she needed to get moving. She carefully slide out from under the boy and removed his filled rubber and tied it tight. As she was slipping back into her overalls Mary glanced at her watch and was shocked to see that this guy had used 35 minutes of her remaining time. She became frantic when she realized she only
had 40 minutes to get 4 more rubbers filled.

She thanked the boy for his ‘help’ and rushed back into the arcade. As soon as she walked in she spotted a group of boys from her school. Knowing she couldn’t let them see her she rushed back out into the parking lot. ‘Now what am I going to do?’ she wondered.

Without much thought knowing if she didn’t complete her assignment her owner would punish her severely she stopped two boys about to enter the ‘Hub’. “Could you guys help me with my van?’ she asked. She hated that she allowed herself to be forced to do this but she had no choice.

“Sure.” they answered giving each other a leering look.

Mary led them to the van and opened the door inviting them inside. She couldn’t believe she was acting this way but she said to the boys. “I need cock.” she said as she reached for their zippers. The boys helped her to get their cocks out and fondled her breasts which fell out of her bib while she rolled a rubber on each boy. She kicked off her overalls and had one boy sit in the chair in the back of the van and told the other boy to get behind her. She guided the boy behind her into her well used pussy and slide her mouth down on the other boy.

The sheer depravity of her position caused her to experience another powerful orgasm as one boy shot his load in her pussy and the other’s pulsing cock pumped a thick load into her mouth.

Knowing her time was running out the tired teacher collected the two filled rubbers and hustled the boys out of the van. She scanned the lot and spotted three guys getting out of a car near the van. Recognizing she had very little time she had no choice. She approached the boys and asked for their help with the van.. Looking at her disheveled appearance and her breast which was peaking out from under the bib, they readily agreed.

Mary took all three boys into the van and sliding out of her overall she helped the boys to get their pants open. After putting rubbers on all three boys Mary got in the same position and guided one into her pussy and swallowed the second while holding the third hot cock in her hand pumping it slowly.

Because her pussy was slick with her juices the boy fucking her lasted a very long time during which she sucked off the first boy and then the third boy. Finally the second boy shot into her pussy and she quickly gathered her filled rubbers and kissed each boy good bye.

Mary straighten herself as much as possible and cautiously went into the arcade to find her owner. Mary spotted Lisa sitting at the same table talking with two girls she didn’t recognize. She went over and stood silently waiting for Lisa to acknowledge her.

Lisa ignored her for 10 minutes before looking at her and asking, “Did you get what you were told to get?”

“Yes Ms. Simon.”

“Did you spill something on your lap pet?” asked Lisa with a wicked smile.

Mary looked down and saw the entire crotch of her overalls was a huge dark blue spot. Her face turned several shades of red when she saw her mess.

“Go wait for me in the van. And by the way you were 10 minutes late getting back.”

Mary answered “Yes Ms. Simon.” With lowered eyes and shaking inside Mary move quickly to the van knowing she had not been successful in avoiding punishment.

CHAPTER 21

Mary hurried to the van wanting to get away from the embarrassment she had been through. Once she was inside she locked the door and slide down in the seat hugging her used body. The van reeked of sex and Mary could feel the wetness in the crotch of her overalls.

As she sat there her mind began to wonder back to the events of the evening and she was horrified that her pussy was again throbbing and leaking onto her pants. ‘What had she become?’ Her mind was saturated with the thoughts of the young boys and their throbbing cocks. Her hands reached into her purse and felt the 7 cum filled rubbers reminding her that she had enjoyed what had happened to her. She had even orgasmed. She was so ashamed.

But she had disappointed her owner. Lisa was sure to punish her and she deserved everything her owner did to her. ‘Why am I feeling this way? What is happening to me?’

Lisa left her pet in the van for over an hour while she relaxed with her friends. When she finally went out to the van she found her pet huddled in the passengers seat hugging herself with tears dried on her cheeks.

“Please forgive your humble pet Ms. Simon,” said Mary as soon as she heard the door opening. She wanted her owners forgiveness.

“Too late pet. You have embarrassed me by not obeying my instructions. I expect more from my pets and when I don’t get what I expect I have to punish them so they will improve.”

“Your pet understands and accepts any punishment you demand Ms. Simon.”

Lisa smiled to herself and started the van. “Sit up straight and lower your bib pet, ordered Lisa.

Mary sat tall and lowered the bib baring her breasts to anyone who looked. As they drove through the parking lot Lisa honked the horn so that people would look and see her pet on display.

Mary cringed but remained sitting tall facing forward as her owner displayed her breasts to all the teenagers in the parking lot. She knew her face was beet red but she had to be punished for embarrassing her owner.

Lisa drove toward Mary’s house but decided to drive through a fast food place because she didn’t want Mary to become too weak to continue. Her night was just beginning.

Mary sat bare chested as they drove through and got their food. Lisa ordered Mary a chicken sandwich with a side salad and a glass of water. Then Lisa parked in the nearly deserted lot under a light while Mary wolfed down her food. She didn’t even notice the car load of young boys who parked next to them and were ogling her bare breasts.

When she finished eating Lisa told her to wave good bye to the boys. She became mortified when she realized they had been staring at her exposed breasts. Her impulse was to cover herself but knew that would further displease her owner so she swallowed her pride and waved to the boys allowing them a clear view of her naked breasts.

When they arrived at the teacher house Lisa ordered Mary into the kitchen. She left Mary standing in the center of the room with her overalls around her ankles while she went back out to the van.

When she returned she ordered Mary to carry a kitchen chair into the living room and sit down on it in the center of the room. Mary was left with only her heels on her feet as she sat on the hard wooden chair. Lisa when up stairs to her room and returned in a few minutes with several items in her arms.

Lisa ordered Mary to stand and she sat in the chair. “Pet you really need to learn to follow instructions. You have disobeyed me every time I gave you a task to perform. I intend to punish you to encourage you to be a better pet. You do want to be a better pet don’t you?”

“Yes Ms. Simon your pet wishes to improve and please you.”

“Show me your collection tonight pet.”

Mary went to her purse and took out the 7 cum filled rubbers.

“Why are there 7 ? I ordered you to fill 6.” demanded an irritated Lisa.

“Ms. Simon the last group I could get had 3 boys and I had to do them all.”

“Let me explain. I said 6 rubbers filled. If you got yourself in a situation where you had more boys than rubbers allotted you should have done the extra without a rubber. Are you totally stupid?”

“Sorry Ms. Simon, your pet understands now.”

“Bend over my lap pet.”

Mary bent over her owners lap knowing she was about to be spanked like a naughty child.

“You kept me waiting 10 minutes, you couldn’t stop and wasted a rubber, and you are in your house without your collar. We will start with 50 swats with this hairbrush. Count each swat pet.”

SMACK “One”

SMACK “Two”

By the tenth swat Mary was sobbing and having difficulty counting the swats.

SMACK “Ffffffifteen”

The spanking continued. By the 25th swat Mary’s ass was on fire and she was squirming uncontrollable on Lisa’s lap.

Lisa paused for a moment and reached between her pets thighs and felt her juices flowing freely. “You really enjoy this don’t you pet?”

“No Ms. Simon it hurts terribly.”

“Your pussy tells me you are enjoying this. Don’t cum my pet.”

An embarrassed teacher endured the remaining 25 swats in more pain than she had ever endure in her entire life yet a building heat in her pussy disturbed her even more. When Lisa was finished Mary’s ass was a deep red and throbbing in pain. “Stand up pet and don’t touch your ass or pussy.”

Lisa got off the chair and placed a rubber pad on the seat. The pad was covered tiny hard rubber nubs.

“Ms. Simon may your pet get her collar?’ asked Mary through the tears from her spanking.

“Yes pet and get your plug too.”

Mary hurried to her purse and took out her collar and plug.

“Put your plug where you like to have it pet.”

While she didn’t like the plug in her ass Mary knew where Lisa wanted it. She bent her knees slightly and performed the humiliating task of sliding the plug deep into her ass.

“Sit here pet.” ordered Lisa indicating the nubbed pad.

Mary gently lowered her throbbing ass onto the pad. Her pain intensified and the plug slide even deeper into her ass.

Lisa the tied Mary’s hands behind the chair and the to the rung under the chair holding her to the seat. Then she tied a rope above and below Mary’s breasts forcing her tightly against the back of the chair.

Then Lisa ordered Mary to lift her legs and put her heels on the front edge of the chair. This cause Mary to spread her legs to accommodate Lisa’s order and sent jolts of pain through her abused ass.. Mary used this position to lift her sore ass slightly from the nubbed pad to ease the pain.

“I want you to drop your feet and squeeze your thighs together holding this in place”, said Lisa as she slide an 8″ long vibrator deep into Mary’s sopping wet pussy. “My, my you are really getting into this pet.”

An ashamed teachers blushed even deeper red but said nothing as she dropped her legs holding the vibrator deep inside her pussy. She knew to allow it to slip out would make matters much worse and she wanted to show her owner she could be obedient.

Lisa then tied Mary’s thighs tightly together locking the vibrator in place. She then bound her knees and ankles tightly together. Mary was now immobilized in the middle of her living room, naked tied to a chair with her ass plugged and her pussy leaking juices around a long hard vibrator locked in her pussy. How much worse could it get?

Lisa moved to the TV and inserted a video tape into the machine and turned it on. Mary was shocked to see the inside of the van. Then she saw herself and the first boy she brought into the van that night. “What?”

“The van is equipped with a sound activated infrared video camera. We have your entire evening recorded forever here.” explained Lisa.

As they watched the tape Lisa commented on Mary’s actions. Her technique was critiqued and responses were noted. Mary was especially ashamed of her pleasure that was evident throughout the video. She was nothing more the a bitch in heat in the video. It clearly demonstrated she was the aggressor and that she enjoyed every minute of it. Lisa pointed out that while the first two boys were 18 the 3rd and 4th were sophomores which makes them 16 and the last three were 17, 16, and 15. Clearly underage. “After you finish watching this tonight I’ll have daddy make several copies in case you want them distributed”.

Just when Mary thought it couldn’t get any worse it did. Now she could lose her job and family and go to jail. Lisa truly owned her now.

“I’m really tired pet. I’ll put your rubbers in the fridge you enjoy the video.” said Lisa as she went into the kitchen.

‘I can stand this punishment’. thought Mary, ‘I thought it would be worse’.

Lisa came back into the room ,”Oh I forgot a few things.” She moved in front of Mary and what she had in her hands brought panic to Mary’s heart. Lisa had a skirt hanger with the two clamps spaced wide apart. Mary knew Lisa was going to attach them to her nipples. The pain was much worse than the nipple clamps.

Lisa stepped back to admire her work. “We are almost done pet. But I don’t want to listen to you all night so open wide.”

Mary opened her mouth and Lisa fastened the penis gag into place. Her nipples were throbbing she knew it would be a long night.

Then Lisa did something the Mary didn’t expect. She lifted Mary’s bound legs until she could attach the hanger hook on the skirt hanger around the rope binding Mary’s knees together. “Now if you can hold your legs up all night your nipple won’t be stretched too much.”

Mary’s eyes opened wide with fear. She couldn’t possible do that. She would pull her nipples off. As she struggled to hold her legs up she discovered she could barely get her toes on the edge of the chair which allowed her to take the strain off her nipples but she couldn’t keep them there long because of the strain on her legs.

“One final touch and I’m off to a good nights sleep.” Lisa reached down and forcing her finger between Mary’s tightly bound thighs turned on the vibrator. “Good night pet”.

Lisa went up stairs to bed and left Mary tied in the living room with all the lights on and the video playing.

Mary struggled to keep the strain off her nipples by alternating holding her legs up and using her toes to rest her cramping thighs. She tried to ignore the buzzing deep in her pussy and the ache of her ass resting her entire weight on the nubbed pad. She could see herself fucking and sucking teenage boys on her TV and when she glanced at the entry way she saw herself as she looked now. Her mind was overloaded but she had to concentrate on protecting her stretching nipples. Her discomfort was growing each minute but so far she was able to maintain herself.

Suddenly out of the blue her body was wracked with an intense orgasm. Her legs slipped and she painful pulled her nipples, which much to her dismay triggered another more intense orgasm. As the pain increased so did the intensity of her orgasms. By morning she was totally exhausted and her body was overwhelmed by the pain of her stretching nipples and the pleasure in her pussy which because it was so intense and so often was almost like a pain too.

When Lisa came down she saw her pet soaked with sweat with her thighs quivering and the nubbed pad on the chair were cover with her juices. It was even dripping on the floor. Mary seemed to be in a daze.

Lisa released the hanger from the rope around her knees allowing her legs to fall to the floor and her nipples to draw back from their stretched length but she left the hanger attached to her nipples. Sliding her finger between her soaked thighs Lisa turned off the buzzing vibrator. Next she removed the gag from her pets mouth.

“Your pet is sorry Ms. Simon.”

“Don’t you want to thank me?”

Your pet thanks you for teaching me the importance of complete obedience.”

Mary was so exhausted she passed out at this point.

Lisa finished untying her pet and lowered her to the floor in her own juices and allowed her to sleep. She had plans for this evening.

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A woman meets an old friend

The air was stiff but breathe able, the sun was blazing down that afternoon. I remember because that was the day that my life had changed and I became who I am today. It was a typical Thursday, nothing special was going on, just work at the bar tonight. I got up about noon, started the day a little late but that wasn’t uncommon. I jumped in the shower letting the warm water caress my body. Letting the spray hit my chest and then roll down to my pussy. I lather up the cloth getting it nice and soapy, as I began to rub my body.

Now before I continue, let me tell you a little about myself. My name is Laura and I’m 28 years old. I live in a single apartment that my parents bought me as a ‘get out of my house and never come back type of things’. I came out to them while I was in high school and was as they would say ‘unnatural’ but whatever I don’t care. Any how I have a tight body, which I keep up. I’m about 5’7’’, long legs and huge tits they are around a 38DD. But I’m not fat just the opposite I have a small waist. My face is angelic or innocent looking I guess according to everyone. Even thought that is not the case at all. I have brown hair that’s highlighted and chestnut colored eyes. I’m somewhat of a knock out to men and a bomb shell to women.

But back to the story, I rubbed the cloth all over my body and paid careful attention to my pussy. Slowly rubbing and caressing than slowly pushing a finger inside. Moaning I leaned against the shower wall and spread my legs wider. Inserting another finger and pumping in and out, I could feel my walls squeezing my finger and I panted and pumped faster. Moaning louder I reached with my other hand and grabbed one of my tits and massaged the breast. The shower was hitting at the perfect angle, where the spray was actually hitting my clit. Panting and pumping even faster I came in only a few minutes.

Pulling my fingers out I sucked the juices off and enjoyed the taste. Quickly I finished my shower, and got out heading to my bedroom when there was a knock on my door. Thinking to myself ‘who the hell that could be’ I reached for my bathrobe and went to the front door. Looking through my peep hole I saw a woman outside. Slightly opening the door, I poked my head out.

“Yes, can I help you?” I asked

“Thank god, it’s you. Do you remember me?” she replied

“No”

Now would be a good time to tell who this girl is. Her name is Alex and is the one who changed my life and help me make myself the way I am today.

“Jeez you’re still as forgetful as always. Even in high school, you could even remember to do your homework. It’s me, Alex; you know one of your best friends, who moved away in the middle of our freshman year. Ringing any bells?” She looked annoyed.

Then as if a fog lifted from my mind and I remembered. Alex was my best friend back in our freshman year and when she had to move I was heartbroken because I never got the chance to tell her how I truly felt about her. On a more than friend bases, I wanted her and I wanted her bad. But I somehow managed to control my feelings whenever she was around. But when it was just me in my room, I would finger fuck myself into a coma each night dreaming about her and me doing sexual things together. But I never had the courage to actually tell her fearing it would ruin our friendship.

“Alex? Oh my god, ALEX!!!” I screamed as I opened the door wider, pulling her inside for a hug. Totally forgetting I had my robe left open which thing keeping it closed was my hand.

After pulling apart I notice she’s blushing and staring at my lower body. I glanced down and quickly cover and tie the sash around my robe to hold it in place. Blushing too, I closed the door acting as if nothing had happen. I lost contact with Alex after she moved.

“What are you doing here? And who did you find me?” I asked

“Huh… oh right I called your house seeing if you still lived there, but your mom answered telling me you had moved out after high school and she gave me your address and then hung up.” She explained.

You got to love mom always straight to the point no questions asked. But I was glad she didn’t tell Alex about me. I guess you could say I was still scared of her finding out.

“So what are you doing here? I thought you would never return to the city?”

“Well you see I moved back here because of a job and since I lived here before I thought it wouldn’t be so bad since I knew a few people in town. Plus, I want to come visit you one day since you never call anyone back and to see how u were doing” we moved to the kitchen as she talked about the job and the company she worked for some more.

I looked Alex over. And man I could not complain, her body was amazing, her breasts looked to be a 38 C. and I recall she looked to be 5’4” with blond hair cut into a smart bob. That framed her face. She had gray eyes and a small waist. And those legs looked firm and kept in shape. But what was really shocking was her ass it was nice a round, perfect for grabbing. She was wearing a tight t-shirt with jeans that left nothing to the imagination. I was starting to get wet just thinking of all the things I could do to her. But told myself not too, because she could find out about the really me who likes women. Pulling myself away from those thoughts I rejoined the conversation.

“That sounds amazing you get to do all of that stuff and you’re happy about it? I wish I had your job.” I said. Not really meaning it, I enjoyed where I worked. I got to meet new people every day.

“Speaking of jobs” as I finally noticed the time, “I’m going too late to mine if I don’t hurry up and get dressed.”

I the whole time she was there I forgot that I was only wearing a robe and that it was slowly approaching the time for me to head to work.

“You should come to the bar, where I work, with me. I’ll give you a free drink if you do?” I teased not actually expecting her to really come.

She replied, “Yeah I’ll come with you. Plus it gives us a chance to catch up”

I go into the bedroom and begin to get dress for work. Wearing a tight fitting black T-shirt and form fitting jeans with matching white thong lingerie set. After I finished my hair and make-up I was ready to go. I came out looking for Alex when I heard moaning coming from inside the bathroom. Knocking I asked if everything was all right.

“Yeah …I’m fine…I’ll be out in a minute”

“Well hurry up or I’ll be late for work” I exclaimed.

At the bar, it was pretty packed more so than usual because a bachelor party was going on and it seemed the more drunk they got more people showed up to join in. I didn’t have much time to spend with Alex until about closing time. The boss had come out earlier and asked if I could close up since he was feeling all that good.

Knowing me I said I would and that he would have to pay my over time. He agreed and left before the bachelor party came into full swing. And boy were things getting wild with them. After serving there drinks again, Alex came up to the bar and order a gin and tonic.

“Coming right up” I smiled as I prepared the drink

“I can’t believe you’re a bartender. I always though you would run your own business by now Laura.”

I laughed as I recalled having a similar conversation with one of my co-workers earlier that week.

“Yeah I thought so to, until my parent kicked me out and paid for the apartment I live in now that I have to keep up with. That dream was kind of put on the back burner for a while until it turned up not to be happening any time soon.” I replied as I handed her, her drink.

“Why did your parents kick you out?” she asked a little confused.

“Yea… um let’s not get into that right now.” I shrugged off the question. Ok, more like avoid the question complete still feeling a little uneasy about the whole spilling my guts to the girl I use to love.

“Hey could we get another round over here” someone from the party had called and I was saved or so I had thought.

The drink order kept coming in and I could hardly keep up, by the time it was closing hour I couldn’t have been happier. I could finial breathe and take a break. I hadn’t seen Alex for the rest of the night since the conversation earlier.

Thinking to myself she must have gone home seeing that it’s five in the morning. She emerged for the booth I the far back.

“Hey you, I thought you had gone home by now I didn’t mean for you to stay with me the whole night.”

“It’s ok. I don’t have to be at work tomorrow.” She shrugged it off as if it was no big deal.

“Well ok. I’m just about to close up and then we can leave together. Give me 30 minutes to clean up the place than we can go.”

I left to start the cleanup and true to my words I was locking up the joint a half an hour later. We drove back to my apartment. The car ride on the way as slightly strand, see the hour I didn’t complain.

Once back at my apartment, I invite Alex in. closing the door behind us, we went in to the kitchen.
I offered her something to eat.

“No thanks, so are you going to answer my question earlier?” She asked.

“What question?” I tried to deflect from answering but it was no good in the end.

“Why did your parents kick you out?”

“Oh for nothing really, so how are your parents doing?” I asked again avoiding the question.

“Their fine other than the fact that they hardly talk to me now a days” she complained.

“Why?”

“Huh… Oh yeah they found out I was a lesbian”

“WHAT?” I chocked

“I’m gay, so they stopped talking to me” she played it off as if it wasn’t a big deal.

I was shocked here I was afraid to tell her I was gay and she ends up spilling her guts as if time and distance had not done anything to our friendship.

“Re…Really? I never would have known. You don’t strike me as being gay or anything.” I stated

“Huh, really?” she asked

I looked at her in a new light. ‘She’s gay’ was the only thing going through my mind as I stared at her wanting. She must have seen me staring because her next question was the start of it all.

“Have you ever been with a woman?” she stared me down with some gleam in her eyes as if she would jump me any minute. Not that I didn’t want her too, but still she was my best friend back in the day. She’s the girl that I loved than, and I believe now.

“I…I…Yes I have” I murmured

“I see. So than you won’t mind if I do this than will you?”

She came around the counter to where I was standing, and gently leaned her head forward to softly lay a kiss on my lips. I trembled for more as I grabbed the back of her head and kissed her harder. I gently pressed my tongue to her lips which she opened willingly. My mouth crushed hers as I felt the old feeling of wanting from the past.

I ran my hands over her body. Cupping her breasts, giving them both a gently massage, before I lowered one of my hands to cup her mound through her jeans.

She moaned in my mouth, and started to do the same with me copying my moves, when she stops kissing my lips she begins with my neck. I moan as she slowly kisses and suck on my neck. Then she begins to suck on my earlobe. I couldn’t take it any longer I had to have her.

I grabbed her by the waist and hoist her up onto my hip, as I made my way down the hall to the bedroom. We started to kiss again with her on my hips. We enter the bedroom; I put her down and attack. I rip at her shirt, lifting it above her head so I can have access to her breast. Down on my knees I stuck my hands under her bra pushing it up. With my mouth I captured the nipple and slowly started to lick and suck. While my hand was busy massaging and groping the other. After a good few minute of playing with her nipple, I switched to give the other breast the same loving.

She held my head into place as I worked her breast moaning louder every time I nibbled. A good couple of minutes ran by before I started to lower my head further down her body. Creating a path of kisses before I reached the top of her jeans, I undid the top button and slowly slide the jeans down her legs. She was wearing a black lace thong.

Glancing up, her face was flushed and she was breathing hard, I moved my head forward head for the treasure between her legs. I could smell her excitement. I closed the distance a laid several kiss on top of her mound. I reached for the sides of her thongs and pulled them down.
Leaning forward again I kiss her mound and reach with my other hand for her clit. I slowly begin to rub her clit until I feel her become wetter I than lower my head to her slit and begin to lick up and down. Pull a lip into my mouth a slowly sucking. I started to work two fingers into her hole, pumping in and out. Her moans were beginning to be drowned out as she pushed my head forward ushering me to go on. Panting hard she begins to call my name.

“Laura… don’t stop, don’t stop… it feels so good… ooohhh, right there, baby LAURA”

I smiled think ‘yeah I’m not going to stop anytime soon’. I pumped my fingers faster into her, feeling her walls contract around my fingers, squeezing tighter with every thrust. I abruptly stopped my work on her, she yelled at me.

“Why did you stop?” she looked on the verge of tears and was angry.

“Because I want to be naked too” I responded.

With that she moved forward and grabbed the hem of my shirt, lifting it over my head. I began to undo my pants, when she dropped to her knee and lowered them down my legs. I than swiftly took my panties down as well. I moved to unclip my bra, letting it slide of my shoulder and onto the floor. It felt good to have my tits released. The cold air caused my nipple to stand at attention, but it wasn’t the only thing. I was soaking wet,
I could even smell my own arouse. I looked down at Alex and I swear she looked ready to devour me. I barely had time to think, before her mouth was attacking my clit. Sucking and licking around and around, sometimes even biting. I lost all words and thoughts in my head. I moaned so loud I thought the neighbors could hear.

I grabbed the back of her head pushing it forward, humping her face as she licked my slit. Begging her to do it harder, at that point did she thrust two fingers inside me roughly, I screamed from the sudden attack. She pumped her fingers in and out of me. I felt like I would explode with sexual tension that was building up. I grounded my pussy on her hand while she sucked my clit. Moaning I clinched her hand as I prepared of a huge orgasm. When she abruptly pulled her hand away I almost screamed, but instead she replace her fingers with her tongue and the shear feeling brought me over the edge. I held her head firmly in place as I climaxed all over.

Once my orgasm subsided, did another wave hit as she moved her tongue inside. After a few minutes she let me calm down long enough to push me down on the bed. With her lying on top, we started to kiss passionately.

“That was amazing” I said in between kisses.

“Good…” was a she all she could say before I flipped us over and start to kiss, suck and lick my way down her body, placing small kisses around her mound before I reached any further inside her lips. I licked the outer lip and started to suck and nibble a bit before I moved to the other side to give it the same attention. I could hear her moans grow louder as I continued further inward.

I spread her lips apart and stuck my tongue inside her wet sopping hole wiggling my tongue around, feeling her wall tightening. I moved my tongue in and out reaching further in. enjoying the taste of her as she squirms and wiggles. I wrap my arms around her hips to hold her in to place as I attack her pussy without thought. I feel the tension in her body as her voice became inaudible. She was on the brink of climaxing, I quickly removed my tongue and push two fingers in and pumped as fast as I could while sucking on her clit.

It brings her over the edge, and she climaxes all over my hand and face. I slowly bring her down from her high. Once she was calmed I moved up to kiss her, letting her taste her own juice.

“Oh my god, that was amazing” she stated in-between kisses.

Laughing I told her it wasn’t over just yet, and moved off the bed and headed to my closet. When I came back I had a nine inch dildo strap-on fasten to my pelvis. I slowly walked to her, enjoying the look on her face as I neared. I told her to turn over with her butt sticking in the air.
Once she did, I moved behind her and rubbed the dildo over her pussy. She gave a shudder, and asked for me to put it in.

“Oh god… yes stick that in my Laura, let me feel you inside me…”

Since I didn’t want to wait any way I drilled the cock into her without hesitation. I impaled her over and over almost coming all the way out, she screamed to be fucked harder and faster. For some where a pulled out a lot of energy and gave her just what she wanted.

“Do you feel that bitch… do you feel me slamming into you. You fucking tease” I asked.

It seemed that all my past frustrations came forward as I fucked Alex as hard as I can, thinking it was my only chance to prove to her that I was in love with her.

I fucked her so hard that the bed began to shack and hit the wall. She gripped the sheet in her hands, as her mouth was open and she became inaudible again. Slamming even faster into her I reached around and pinched her clit. That pushed her off the edge and she climaxed against the strap-on. I pushed deep inside as the vibrations set me off as well.

When we both finally finished, we fell forward, with the dildo making a popping noise as it slid out. Lying on top I quickly laid kisses on her face and neck before kissing her lips.

“That was great” I whispered as I spooned next to her.

“I agree that was the best sex I had in a long while” she murmured as she began to go to sleep.

I got up quickly to take of the strap-on before we both went under the blankets naked holding each other until morning.

The next day I told her the truth about why my parents kicked me out and would you believe she laughed. Telling me that she already knew why my parents kicked me out but wanted to hear it from my mouth. Which I more than did last night, I also ended up telling her me true feels which she already knew as well since she had them too and last night only confirmed her suspense.

Epilogue

A few years have gone by and I and Alex now live in a house in the downtown area. And she helped me reach my dream of opening a new business which she is the co-owner too. And business could not be better since I mostly get to do nothing but test out the products on my girlfriend each night.

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The futa has one hot study session at her friend’s house!

Futa’s Wild Passion

Chapter Seven: Futa’s Naughty Study Session

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to FallenAngelX00 for beta reading this!

I felt like a million bucks as I walked through the college, trailed by my little sister. Allie and I had just had a naughty time in the bathroom. Of course, right before that, I had a naughty time with my new girlfriend Wendy. I had deflowered her while Allie lurked in the stall next to us, masturbating to the sounds of our love-making.

My sister was my secret lover. My incestuous delight. We couldn’t let anyone know, so when Wendy confessed her love for me and wanted to be my girlfriend, I thought it was perfect. I didn’t want to hurt her, but if I had a girlfriend, things would be easier.

And since I had a cock now, Wendy didn’t consider us lesbians. I didn’t know what it made us actually. The lesbian dean of my college thought it still meant she was gay for liking my girl-dick while Wendy thought it meant she was actually straight. She was thrilled to now be able to openly express her feelings for me.

It was so complicated.

I reached the cafeteria and spotted my friends having lunch. Wendy saw me first and squealed. She bounded to her feet and took two steps towards me before she stopped, this flush of embarrassment crossing her nineteen-year-old face. We were the same age. Keeping her blonde hair in an elegant French braid kept her heart-shaped face clear of her hair. She had blue eyes that shone.

I took her hand and then glanced at our friends. Pita was there, of course, my Hispanic friend arching a naughty eyebrow at us. She knew why Wendy had taken me off. Victoria had a speculative look. The brunette also knew my secret. She had blown me with Pita and Wendy in the bathroom before classes.

My other two friends, Briana and Tina, looked with some surprise at Wendy and I holding hands. Briana had long, black hair and a speculative look on her pale face while Tina shook her head. Her short, brown hair swayed about her face.

“What is up with you two?” Tina asked.

“We’re dating,” I said.

Briana’s jaw dropped. Victoria smirk grew. “I knew you were gay, Wendy.”

Wendy gasped. “I’m not gay because…” Then she glanced at me, her eyes wide. “I mean, should we tell them.”

“I’m a futanari,” I said at the top of my lungs. I heard a few gasps from nearby tables. “I, eh, came down with Futanari Syndrome yesterday.”

“That’s the secret that you and Pita have been hinting at!” Briana gasped.

“Oh, my god, Jenny!” gasped Tina. She bounded to her feet. “Are you okay?

“I’m great!” I said, tightening my grip on Wendy’s hand. “I’m a futanari, and so it’s not gay. Because I have a…” My cheeks burned. “Well, I have one of those.”

“A cock!” a guy shouted from a nearby table.

“Yes!” I said with pride. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of. I know you have one, James. Only mine’s bigger.”

James clamped his jaw shut as sniggers burst around him.

I caught a glimpse of Allie sitting down with her friends. Kathy Greene, the sexually adventurous minx I’d been hearing so much about, leaned over and whispered to my sister. She nodded her head. I hoped Allie wouldn’t talk about our incestuous affair. I didn’t think she would, but…

She was an excitable girl.

“I’m so happy for you both,” Tina said and then hugged Wendy and me, pulling us so tight. “Ooh, I’m more than a little jealous that you snagged her up first. A real, live futanari.”

“Yeah, I bet Pita must be so disappointed,” said Briana.

“Right,” Tina said, pulling away from us. “You watch that futanari porn star.”

“Oh, well,” Pita said. “I mean, Jenny and I are sex friends. I hope that’s okay, Wendy? You know, since you two are dating.” My Hispanic friend gave me a speculative look. She knew I had a secret lover but thought it was my MILF neighbor.

“It’s okay,” Wendy said as she pulled me to the table to sit down with our friends. “We, uh, talked and… I understand that futanari have increased libido.”

“So I could be your sex friend, too?” said Tina.

“Yeah,” I said, my futa-dick swelling in my panties. “If Wendy’s okay with it.”

“Just so long as you remember she’s my girlfriend,” said Wendy a little possessively. “We’re going on a date on Friday.”

“Yep,” I said.

“And she’s coming over to my house to work on a project tonight,” Pita said. “And other things.”

“Isn’t your mom going to be home?” I pointed out. “And we need to get the project done.”

Pita’s face fell and we all giggled.

The rest of the lunch hour passed swiftly. I had a feeling that Veronica and Briana also wanted to be sex friends with me. This being a futanari was having a lot of perks. I just hoped I didn’t hurt Wendy. Maybe I would develop feelings to match hers, but…

Allie had claimed my heart so fast. It was so hard knowing she was eating lunch only twenty feet away.

The word that I was a futanari buzzed through the student body. Everywhere I went, people whispered. I felt girls and guys giving me strange looks. Sometimes curious, sometimes disgusted, and sometimes they were inscrutable. Professors welcomed me and told me they supported my decision to come out as a futanari.

“You’re so brave,” was said a lot to me over the course of the day. Sometimes, random girls would give me friendly hugs, girls I didn’t even know, and boys would give me fist pumps or high fives.

Others just gave me cold shoulders.

There was no way I could use the girl’s locker room for PE, my last class of the day. I took advantage of the offer to use the coach’s private room. It was installed a few years ago to cut down on any sort of rumors of inappropriate behavior between students and staff.

Of course, there was a whole group of lesbian professors who did naughty things with students. Dean Washington led them.

My cock felt so obvious during PE. Everyone seemed to be looking at it, which only made me pop a boner, as boys put it. I was so hard and aching, my gym shorts doing little to hide my arousal. Girls giggled and guy scowled as they realized just how big I was.

I couldn’t help it. The girls were looking cute in their shorts, especially Heather. Her butt was bubbly and cute, just molded by the red gym shorts we wore. My cheeks burned. I was so thankful when it was over and I could go to the private room and shower.

It was such a relief to strip out of my gym wear. I stood naked under the shower in the small room. It had a sink and a toilet with a shower in the corner. The entire floor was tiled and the room was open. You had no privacy, but it was a single use.

I ignored my hardon, fighting the urge to masturbate right here. I didn’t have that much time. I was soaping my breasts, rubbing my hands over my round tits, when the door creaked open behind me. I gasped and whirled, covering my tits.

My cock swung hard before me.

Coach Clarkson stood there, her eyes widening. Her cheeks went red and, for a moment, I thought she was going to enter. She stared at my dick bobbing before me, water dripping off of it. I didn’t know what to do.

Then she pulled the door shut. “Sorry, I forgot you were using it.”

“Oh, right,” I said, trembling. “I should have locked it.”

Didn’t I? Had she peeked in? Did she want to see my futa-cock? People always gossiped that a female gym coach was a dyke, but I didn’t think Coach Clarkson was. She didn’t have that look. Of course, neither did Wendy. Still, it must have just been an honest mistake.

But what if it wasn’t…?

Fantasies of the coach slipping in and doing things with me beneath the shower spray burned through my mind as I finished washing. It was so hard to pull my panties up and over my girl-dick. I really, really wished I had masturbated.

If coach Clarkson had caught me…

I was turning into such a pervert.

I headed to meet up with Pita and go home with her. I passed more students telling me, “You’re so brave!” like I had any control with coming down with Futanari Syndrome. It was just a strange roll of the genetic dice. I came up snake eyes or maybe double sixes.

I guess it depended if I saw being futa as having a glass half empty or half full.

Half full. I was liking having a futa-dick.

“There she is!” Pita grinned when I sauntered up. “Let’s give it up for Jenny! She’s so brave!”

A group of girls, with a few guys, clapped and cheered for me. They ranged from freshman Allie’s age to my fellow sophomores up to seniors. I blushed at the attention. It was so sincere, I could see it in the girls’ eyes, but it was also so cringy and embarrassing at the same time.

One guy held up a sign proclaiming, “Futanari ally!”

I fought the urge to roll my eyes. I was sure the guys were just there to score on the girls, but I didn’t want to be rude. So I smiled and waved to them. I blew a few kisses. More than a few girls had smoldering looks in their eyes.

I might end up with more sex friends then I could handle.

“Okay, okay,” Pita said. “Do I need to turn the hoses on you? Let’s go.”

She grabbed my hand and we headed to the city bus that would take us to her house. I saw Allie about to board a different bus and waved at her. She flashed me a thumbs up then grabbed her phone and sent a message.

I pulled it out and blushed. It was a shot of her pussy and said, “I’ll be wet and waiting for you to get home.”

When had she taken that pic?

“Secret message from that MILF of yours?” asked Pita as I thrust my phone back into my purse, my futa-dick still hard from my coach fantasy.

“Yeah,” I said. “She, uh, sent me a dirty pic.”

“You going to tell Wendy about her?” Pita asked as we climbed into the bus. It had the smell of vinyl from the green seats.

“Maybe,” I said as we took ours. “I want to feel her out. She’s okay with some sex friends, but…”

“But you already love someone else.” Pita leaned back. “That sucks for Wendy. Maybe you shouldn’t date her.”

“Maybe I’ll feel something back,” I said. “She gave me her virginity. I couldn’t just say no. She’s my friend. I do love her, just not that way. Yet.”

We discussed my upcoming date with Wendy, debating what I should wear and where we should go. We had things narrowed down when we got off at her stop. We walked down the street to her house, still talking. Pita wanted me to wear a thong, but I just couldn’t with my futa-dick.

“I’ll pop out the moment I get hard,” I said, my cock throbbing at nearly my full girth, the tip peeking out the top of my waistband. I was glad I wasn’t tucking.

“I know,” Pita said. She darted up to her front door and whirled around on her porch to face me. “That’d be so hot. Then Wendy could find it while you’re in the theater. Give you a little BJ.”

“Oh, my god,” I groaned. “You got a pervy mind.”

Pita winked at me. She whirled around and opened the door. “Mom, I’m home. Jenny’s with me. She’s a futanari now!”

“Pita!” I groaned.

“She’s a what now?” Mrs. Asis asked. She peeked in from the kitchen wearing an apron over her sweatpants and t-shirt.

“A futanari,” said Pita. “She got that Syndrome yesterday. Wild, right? We’ll be studying and working on our project.”

“A futanari…” Mrs. Asis’s jaw dropped. She had the same golden-brown skin as her daughter, her curly-brown hair falling around a face dotted with flour. “You grew a…?”

“Yep,” I said, my cheeks on fire. “Eh, we got a school project to work on. So, we’ll be studying.”

“Sure,” she said, sounding dazed. “Er, have fun.”

“It’s a school project for boring biology,” said Pita, rolling her eyes. “We have to give some dumb report on ants. It’s so stupid.”

Mrs. Asis didn’t have a followup.

We reached Pita’s room and shrugged out of our backpacks and dropped our purses on her bed. She had two chairs and we pulled both up at her white desk. It had pink flowers drown around the edges, painted by hand by her father when she was little. We spread out the books and she opened her iPad and docked her keyboard to it.

“Okay, let’s dive into ants,” she said. “They use pheromones to communicate. Is that why you turn on every girl at our college?”

“What?” I gasped. “I don’t have pheromones. The doctors didn’t mention it.”

“It’s an urban legend,” she said. “Some say futanari turn on every woman they meet.”

“I don’t do that,” I muttered. “You’re just a freak into futa-porn and Wendy had a crush on me.”

“And Veronica or your secret lover or Dean Washington.”

“Veronica just got caught up in the excitement you spawned, my secret lover and I connected on an emotional level and making love was just natural, and Dean Washington is another freak that likes schoolgirls. I’m not the only one she’s enjoyed.”

“Kinky,” said Pita, squirming. She glanced down at me. “You’re hard. I could give you a quick BJ so we could work. You know, take care of my sex friend.”

Her words made me shiver. “Your mother…”

“Is cooking.” Pita’s eyes smoldered. “What do you say?”

I nodded my head, needing relief.

Pita grinned. She flipped up my skirt, her greedy hands reaching for my panties tented by my cock. The gray fabric stretched to constrain my girth. The tip pulsed with my heartbeat, precum leaking out against my stomach.

“What a beautiful thing,” Pita whispered. She stroked her finger up to the tip of my cock.

I groaned as she circled it. Her touch was exquisite. Pleasure shot down my cock to my pussy. My back arched. My breath quickened. This heat rippled through me. My head tossed from side to side. She smeared the precum across my crown.

“Pita,” I whimpered. “Hurry.”

“Right,” she said. She tugged on my panties and leaned over. Her head lowered—

KNOCK! KNOCK!

The door opened on the heels of those two quick raps. I squeaked and pita bolted upright. My skirt was bunched around my waist as Mrs. Asis bustled in with a tray that held a pitcher of iced tea, lemons floating amid the ice, and two glasses.

“I thought you girls needed some refreshment,” she said, a motherly smile on her face. She had wiped off the flour from her cheeks. She came to the desk.

I pushed down my skirt, hoping she wouldn’t notice the action. My cheeks burned. I sat so stiffly while Pita burst to her feet and rounded on her mother.

“¡Mamá!” Pita hissed. “You can’t just barge in here.”

“I knocked,” she said. “And why can’t I barge in here. I mean, you’re just studying, right.”

“Of course,” Pita said, her voice suddenly tight. “That’s all. We have this project we’re working on. It’s on… on…

“Ants,” I supplied.

“Yes, ants,” Pita nodded. “See, we have books.”

Mrs. Asis set the tray down on the night table beside the desk. “That’s wonderful. And this tea will help. You need to be focused. I find that a nice glass of iced tea helps me focus. I want you two girls to do well. Especially you, Jenny. Don’t let Pita’s laziness drag you down.”

“I’m not lazy, Mom!”

“Oh, then you did all your chores over the weekend?” she asked.

“I’ll get to them,” Pita muttered. “Now get out so we can study. Out, out, out!”

“Okay, okay, honey,” Mrs. Asis said. She smiled at me. “See what I mean.”

I giggled until Pita shot me a look. Then I clamped my mouth shut.

Her mother strode out and I noticed how the tight skirt she wore swayed about her rear. She had a nice rump. Older women had their charm. My fantasy of my mother and Reverend August danced in my mind. They were both sexy, mature beauties. And so was Mrs. Greene, my professor. Mrs. Asis was a riper version of Pita.

“She left the door open,” muttered Pita. She darted to it and closed it. “Can you believe her?”

“Yeah,” I said. “So rude.”

“Right?”

She flounced back to the desk and then glanced at the glasses. “Thirsty.”

I nodded.

She poured us each a glass and we sipped our tea. Neither of us mentioned how close we came to the blowjob. I knew I was a little skittish from our near miss. If Mrs. Asis had caught us… I shivered, knowing she would be furious. Pita wasn’t allowed to have boys in her room with the door closed, and if her mother made the connection that we were up to naughty things, I had a feeling I’d be classified as “male-adjacent” or something.

I had a cock. Close enough.

We started putting our presentation together and sipping on the tea. There was a delicious scent in the air. It was a tart musk. My eyes widened as I realized just what it was that I was scenting. I squirmed.

That was Pita’s pussy. My own sweet musk was in the mix, but I was filtering that out. Realizing I was smelling her arousal had my cock aching and throbbing. I shifted in the seat and glanced at my friend. Her golden-brown cheeks were a little flushed.

“What?” she asked me.

“Horny still?” I asked.

“God, yes. Are you still hard?”

I nodded, my dick throbbing and aching. I glanced at the door. As that pressure built and built at the tip of my cock, it was harder and harder to be worried about Mrs. Asis. She’d dropped off the drinks. She thought we were studying. She wouldn’t come back.

I swallowed. “Could you…”

“Yep,” my friend moaned. “I’d love to. God, I am so wet. Could you finger me while I did it?”

“Yes!”

Our hands dove for each other’s crotches. My futa-dick was so hard, her thighs so soft, her fingers so silky. I slid up her legs as she went up mine. We pushed each other’s skirts up. I exposed more and more of her golden-brown thighs, my futa-dick throbbing and aching. I shuddered as her hand found my cock while I found her panty-clad pussy.

Her juices had soaked through her underwear. I smiled and rubbed up and down her. I teased her, making her shudder while she squeezed my cock through my panties. My cheeks burned in delight while her cream stained my fingers. I pushed harder, so eager for—

KNOCK! KNOCK!

The door flew open. “Now why is this closed?” Mrs. Asis asked as we ripped our hands from each other’s crotch. My shoulders hunched, embarrassment burning across her cheeks. “You shouldn’t have your door closed.”

“It’s Jenny, Mom,” Pita said. “What are you doing?”

“My tamales are finished,” she said and I could smell the spicy delight. I straightened and turned in my chair to see her holding a tray covered in the steaming treats. My mouth watered. My cock was so hard, pressing on my crotch. I must have a huge bulge, but…

“I love your tamales, Mrs. Asis!” I gasped.

“I know,” she said, smiling. “When Pita mentioned this morning that you were coming over, I thought I’d make some for you girls.”

“Mom!” hissed Pita. “We’re studying!”

“And you can’t do that on an empty stomach,” said Mrs. Asis. She glanced at me and smiled. “Right, Jenny?”

“Right!” I said, my dick still hard, but my stomach gave a hungry growl. They just smelled so good. She made these spicy ones with seasoned meat in them.

Mrs. Asis winked at me as she set down the tray on the edge of the desk. On my side. They were right there. I couldn’t help snagging one and gasping as it was still warm. I juggled it from hand to hand like a hot potato.

“Careful,” she said. “Let them cool a few minutes. I know, you just want to eat my treat, but you have to be patient.”

“I know,” I said, shuddering as I noticed how tight her sleeveless blouse was. It molded to her large breasts and had a scooping neckline. They were such succulent and beautiful tits. My futa-dick throbbed even harder than before, my pussy soaked with juices.

Mrs. Asis straightened up. “Okay, study hard. And keep this door open, Pita. You know the rules.”

“Jenny’s not a boy!” I gasped.

“She’s a futanari. Which is practically the same. No hanky panky.”

“We’re just friends,” I huffed.

“That’s what I told my parents when I was your age. I know all the tricks, mi gatita. Door stays open. Understand.”

“Yes, Mamá,” Pita muttered.

It was unfair. I needed that orgasm, but not with the door open. I had to content myself with snacking on the tamales. They were so good. They melted in my mouth. The spicy treat and iced tea were perfect.

If I couldn’t get a blowjob, I’d settle for other delights.

Pita muttered the entire time, squirming as we worked. Her mother kept drifting down the hallway, not pausing, but just making sure that nothing was happening. Why did Pita have to let her mom know I was a futanari? We could have had some fun before that happened.

We worked for the next hour and a half on it. I shuddered, biting my lip. The urge to cum surged through me. I had Pita’s spicy musk filling my nose and the memory of the lush breasts cupped in Mrs. Asis’s tight blouse filling my mind. She was such a sexy MILF. I just wanted to stroke off. I couldn’t wait until I got home. It would be so hot and delicious to cum.

“Oh, my god, we’re done,” Pita said, leaning back. “You think that’s good enough. Why do we have to get a dumb report to the class?”

“So we can defend our position,” I said. “You know, get some public speaking and debate experience.”

“Blegh!” She swiveled in her seat, glancing at the open door. “No point in cranking the tunes and getting wild on my bed. I was really, really looking forward to that reward. This sucks.”

“What sucks, mi gatita?” Mrs. Asis asked as she passed us. She paused.

“Just this assignment,” Pita muttered. “We’re finally finished.”

“Oh, good, you can rake the backyard like you were supposed to over the weekend.”

Pita fixed her mom a hard stare.

“Do I need to talk to your father when he gets home?”

“No,” muttered Pita. “I guess you’ll be heading home, Jenny.”

“Oh, you’re not staying for dinner? I’m making chicken fried rice. You’re more than welcome to stay.”

“Uh, sure,” I said, staring at that lush MILF.

“Fine, let’s go,” muttered Pita. “You can hang out or something.”

“Um, let me just use the restroom,” I said as Mrs. Asis moved off. “I need to…”

“Oh, right,” Pita said, glancing down. “It must suck having that monster down your panties. Take care of business.”

“Thanks,” I said, breathing a sigh of relief. “I’d help you out, but…”

“But the S.S. Mom is on the prowl. She’s got her sonar up and running. Why did I tell her you’re a futa?”

“Your mouth always gets you in trouble,” I said.

“Mmm, that was what I was hoping.” She licked her lips which made my cock throb.

I shuddered. “Go, go, before I ruin my skirt by exploding right here.”

She laughed and darted away. I heard her heading downstairs while I slipped out and went into the upstairs bathroom. I closed the door and locked it. The room was decorated mauve and gray, with a fuzzy cover over the toilet seat and decorative soaps shaped as flowers flanking the sink. I wiggled out of my skirt, groaning as I dropped it to the floor.

“I’m just having too much fun in bathrooms today,” I muttered as I wiggled out of my panties, freeing my erect cock.

I had been hard for two hours. It was such a relief to take care of things. I didn’t sit on the toilet but leaned my rump against the counter. I shuddered as I fisted my cock, pumping my hands up and down my girth. I pictured Mrs. Asis sucking on my dick, my mother watching on. It was so naughty.

In my fantasy, Pita’s mother worked her mouth up and down my cock, matching my stroking rhythm. I closed my eyes, feeling the building pressure at the tip. That need to erupt swelled and swelled with every stroke of my hand. I groaned, my heart pounding so fast and hard.

It was incredible. My toes flexed and curled. My hips wiggled from side to side.

Footsteps padded down the hallway.

I didn’t care. The door was locked. It was fine. I could just masturbate and no one would know. I stroked my cock faster and faster. I felt that wonderful, building release. That need to explode. I imagined my mother urging Mrs. Asis on.

“Suck my daughter’s girl-dick hard. She needs it. Ooh, she’s—”

CLICK!

I gasped as the bathroom doors locked snapped open. I whirled to see Mrs. Asis entering naked, her large tits swaying before her. She held a small rod in her hand, slender and able to fit in the pinhole on the outside door handle.

“Oh, god, I need this,” she gasped as she rushed towards me.

Before I could even react, my friend’s mother was on her knees before me and sucking on my girl-dick. She sucked it into her mouth with a hunger that had my pussy clenching. The heat rushed through me. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest.

“Mrs. Asis!” I gasped, staring down at the married woman sliding her mouth up and down my cock.

It felt incredible to feel that hot mouth around my dick. Her hand stroked the base of my cock while her tongue darted around it. Her breasts swayed beneath her, brushing my knees. Her nipples were hard and fat.

She sucked with hunger, this wild look in my eyes. I was so shocked. So confused by what was happening. I hadn’t noticed any sort of attraction from her. She was just being a mother. Bringing us snacks in that tight blouse and short skirt and…

“You changed!” I gasped. “You were in sweatpants and a t-shirt when I arrived.”

She popped her mouth off my cock. “When Pita said you were a futanari, my desires just surged into overdrive. I know this is wrong, that you’re my daughter’s friend. I’m married, but… but… ¡Madre de Dios! I need to suck on your cock and… and… Lick your pussy!”

She dove her head beneath my dick and licked at it.

“Oh, my god,” I gasped as she licked and lapped at my twat.

Mrs. Asis’s tongue fluttered up and down my labia. She parted them, brushing my hymen. She groaned, her hand stroking my cock with fast and furious strokes. I trembled against the bathroom counter. I shuddered, the door wide open, the married MILF consumed with her lust for me. Her wedding ring flashed as she stroked up and down my cock.

This was incredible. Why did I affect some women so much? My older twin sisters and my mother hadn’t been consumed by lust, but others seemed to be. Pita had her futa kink she wanted to enjoy, but Veronica and Wendy had succumbed fast. Allie had surrendered to me while we wrestled.

But she also had a crush on me. So had Wendy.

Was that how it worked? If they had a crush on me, an attraction already, they were overcome when the found out I was a futa? Did that mean Mrs. Asis had shown some interest in me before? She was married. Straight. Had a daughter.

“Oh, my god, Mrs. Asis,” I moaned, her tongue darting through my folds. “Oh, my god, that’s good. Oh, yes, yes, yes!”

She licked and lapped at my virgin pussy with such intensity. Her tongue fluttered up and down my folds and brushed my hymen. My breasts jiggled in my blouse and bra. I bit my lip and then pulled off my top, exposing my tits. She moaned into my cunt.

“Yes, yes, get naked,” she panted. “Like me! Ooh, you’re so sexy, Jenny! You have this huge cock!”

I shuddered, reaching behind me and undoing my bra’s clasp. In a flash, I had it off, my tits jiggling free as the MILF devoured my cunt. She nibbled on my labia. My eyes squeezed shut, enjoying the pleasure flowing through me as my friend’s mom devoured me. She fluttered her tongue up and down my hymen, stroking my pussy lips.

The pleasure surged to the tip of my dick. I moaned and gasped, the ache incredible. Her left hand stroked me with wild pumps. I tossed my head from side to side. My cunt clenched, the waves of heat surging through me almost drowning me. I sucked in deep breaths. This was an incredible treat to experience.

A hot delight that had me shuddering and groaning and gasping out in rapture.

“Mrs. Asis!” I gasped.

“Oh, you taste so good,” she panted. “So sweet.”

She pulled her face from my pussy, her lips stained in my cream. Then she darted her head up and sucked my cock back into her mouth. I gasped, my entire body shuddering. My tits heaved. I grabbed the counter’s edge with both my hands, gripping on for dear life as she sucked with such hunger on the tip of my dick.

It was incredible.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned, my head tossing back and forth. My fiery hair danced around my shoulders. “Mrs. Asis, that’s good. I’m going to cum. Oh, you’re going to make me explode.”

She moaned in delight, sucking hard. Her golden-brown cheeks hollowed. Her left hand, darker than my cock, pumped up and down my shaft. Her wedding ring glinted. This was so naughty. She was married and worshiping my cock.

A hot wife blew me.

My virgin pussy clenched. Juices soaked my bush and then dribbled down my thighs. The ache swelled and swelled. The pressure grew at the tip of my cock. It was an incredible delight to enjoy. A naughty passion that would have me exploding in rapture.

I whimpered and tossed my head back and forth. My breasts jiggled and shook. Her tongue danced around the tip of my cock. That spongy crown teased me. It was a wild delight. I whimpered louder and louder.

“Oh, Mrs. Asis, yes,” I moaned. “I’m going to explode. I’m right on the verge and… Yes!”

She ripped her mouth off my dick right as I erupted. The first splash of pearly cum splattered across her face, painting a line from her right cheek to her left, coating her upper lip with my hot spunk. Then she aimed me at her large, brown breasts.

“Yes, yes, cum on my tits!” she moaned as I erupted. “Ooh, I love it when my husband cums on my tits. Yes, yes, coat them.”

I gasped in shock at those words. My dick splattered her tits. I splattered them in my jizz. This wild lust surged through my body. My pussy convulsed and spasmed. The heat slammed into me as my cock painted her breasts in my spunk. It ran over her heaving orbs.

“Mrs. Asis!” I gasped, every eruption slamming pleasure into my mind.

The cream dribbled across them. It ran over her plump flesh. I loved it. My heart pounded in my chest. My pussy convulsed. The heat washed out of my cunt, mixing with the electricity firing from my futa-dick. I bit my lower lip. She shuddered, stroking my cock and squeezing out all of my cum on her big tits.

“Oh, yes, that’s good,” she panted as I spurted a final time. “Ooh, you covered me in your jizz, Jenny.”

“I did,” I said in awe.

“Do you like the taste of your own jizz?” she asked, standing up. “My husband, he does not, but you’re partly a girl.”

I love it,” I moaned.

She smiled. “I always had this fantasy of my lover licking my tits clean.” She hefted those brown breasts at me. “Would you?”

I nodded my head in delight.

I cupped her big tits and leaned down. I fluttered my tongue out and lapped across them. I groaned as I gathered up my salty girl-cum off her large tit. My fingers squeezed into her flesh, massaging my spunk into her skin.

My tongue darted up higher and higher, licking and lapping and gathering up all of my spunk I had painted on her boob. She shuddered, her hips wiggling from side to side. She cooed in delight as I feasted on her. My tongue flicked out, caressing her, teasing her, loving how she whimpered.

She made such naughty sounds.

“Oh, yes, Jenny,” she purred as my tongue climbed up her soft flesh towards her nipple. “Ooh, that’s it. Lick me clean. This is so hot.”

Her tongue flicked out, lapping up the cum on her own lips. She shuddered, tasting the same salty delight that I was. My virgin pussy clenched and my dick throbbed hard as I lapped up the jizz on her hard nipple, batting it with my tongue.

Then I sucked on it.

She gasped, her body quaking. Pleasure burned in her eyes. She shuddered, wiggling her hips from right to left as I flicked my tongue over her nub. I swirled around it, teasing her areola. The taste of my jizz lingered in my mouth.

A wonderful flavor.

“Oh, yes, yes, you’re just such a treat,” she moaned. “You know that? Just an utter delight, Jenny. I love it.”

I loved the feel of her.

I sucked on her fat, hard nipple. It felt incredible in my mouth. Suckling on it felt so relaxing. This was a woman’s breast. A mother’s nipple. I nursed on it, my pussy clenching and my futa-cock aching. I quivered.

Out of the corner of my eye, I watched a line of jizz running down the soft curve of her other breast.

Hungry, I popped my mouth off her nipple and attacked it. I licked up my jizz, savoring the salty flavor. She shuddered and moaned, watching me clean up my own seed from her tit. She bit her lower lip, groaning.

“That’s so hot, Jenny. Ooh, I need your cock in me. I need to have that big dick sliding into my pussy.”

I popped my mouth away and moaned, “Yes! That sounds so hot. Let’s do that!”

She grabbed my shoulders, her fingers biting in tight. Then she grabbed me and pushed me towards the toilet. I set down on the fuzzy cover. It tickled my rump, my cock bobbing before me. Then she mounted me. She sank her weight down while pressing her cum-splattered tits into my face.

“I really wanted my lover to lick the cum off my tits while I rode his cock,” she moaned. “Her cock. ¡Mierda! You have a cock, Jenny! That’s so hot.”

“Uh-huh,” I moaned, gasping as the MILF’s pussy brushed the crown of my cock. This hot pleasure surged through me as she wiggled her hips. She nuzzled that hot and naughty pussy against me. She teased me.

I shuddered as she sank her cunt down my futa-dick.

Her married pussy engulfed my cock. She was hot and juicy. Her soft tits smeared my cum across my face as I groaned. She hugged my head to her breasts while I licked and lapped. Pleasure rippled through me, her hot cunt massaging my clit-dick.

I throbbed inside of her. I twitched and ached. My hands grabbed her ass. I squeezed her rump as she rose up me. She slid her dick up to the top of my cock and then slammed down it. I groaned into her tits, my virgin twat squeezing.

“Oh, Jenny,” moaned the MILF. “Oh, you’re so big. You’re huge. You’re filling up my cunt!”

“Uh-huh,” I moaned, lapping up cum dribbling down the inner slope of her left tit. “You’re wet and tight.”

“You’re bigger than my husband,” gasped the MILF. “Than any of my past lovers. Yes, yes, you’re amazing.”

Her hips swiveled from right to left. She danced around me, stirring me up. This wonderful bliss surged through me. The heat burned around my futa-dick. The pleasure was intense. Incredible. The delight had my cock throbbing and aching.

She slammed her pussy down my shaft. She worked her cunt up and down my futa-cock faster and harder. She swiveled her hips from side to side. She stirred around me. The pleasure was incredible. A hot ache that made me groan.

She gripped me with that juicy twat. That wonderful and hot cunt milked me. Every time she rose up, she squeezed about me. Her pussy seemed to suck at my ovaries buried in my virgin depths. They quivered, full of cum wanting to spurt into her hot cunt.

“Oh, Jenny, yes!” she moaned. “I’m going to explode on this dick. It’s amazing. I can’t believe you became a futanari!”

“I know!” I moaned, pulling my face from her tits. I stared up at her. My cum stained her cheeks. I darted up and licked it, savoring that salty flavor.

“Mmm, you have cum on your face, too.” She lapped at my cheek. Her tongue darted around my face, licking up the smears of my jizz that streaked me. Her breasts rubbed into my upper chest, her nipples hard.

The toilet creaked beneath us as she rode me faster and faster. She worked her pussy up and down my cock. She teased me. Drove me wild. It was an incredible passion. This heat would have me exploding over and over.

Her pussy clenched tight about my cock. She slammed down me. She took my shaft to the hilt again and again. The pressure built and built. Her tongue bathed my face, hot and naughty. I shuddered as she cupped my face and kissed me.

She thrust jizz into my mouth.

My hands dug into her rump as we shared my futa-spunk. My virgin pussy clenched. The heat flowing down my dick brought me closer and closer to a boil. The silky friction burned hotter and hotter as our tongues dueled.

She broke our kiss and moaned, “Yes, yes, Jenny. Are you going to cum in me?”

“I am,” I whimpered. I loved cumming in girls. In women. Thoughts of birth control flashed through my mind, but… “I’m going to pump so much futa-jizz in you.”

“Yes!” Mrs. Asis panted and slammed her pussy down my futa-cock. She took me to the hilt. Every inch of her cunt was around me. “¡Madre de Dios!”

Her pussy spasmed around my cock. She went wild. The pleasure was intense. Amazing. I gasped and shuddered beneath her. I savored the feel of her cunt spasming and convulsing around me. That delicious pleasure massaged my cock.

“Mrs. Asis!” I moaned as she brought me closer and closer to my explosion.

“Cum in me, Jenny!” she moaned. “Let me feel that impossible, amazing clit-dick erupting in me I need it!”

“Yes!” I howled so loud. My voice echoed through the room. I groaned, unable to hear anything but my pleasure. My cum fired into her cunt, the toilet seat creaking beneath me.

Blast after blast of my jizz pumped into her. That wonderful, amazing spunk flooded out of me and into her married pussy. Mrs. Asis gasped, her cunt spasming faster around my cock. She milked me as she threw back her head.

Her pussy sent me hurtling into the stratosphere of rapture. The amazing pleasure burned through my mind. My fingers dug into her rump as I gasped out my bliss. Stars burst across my eyes with the same ferocity as my jizz spurting into her juicy cunt. Waves of bliss washed out of my virgin twat, inundating my mind with ecstasy.

“Mrs. Asis!” I moaned, my pleasure hitting that wonderful peak of rapture. I loved cumming. It was the best.

“Oh, you darling futanari!” moaned Mrs. Asis. “¡Mierda! That’s good. Mmm, you have a delicious cock.”

I fired the last blast of my cum into her married pussy. That wonderful blast seared bliss through my mind. I hung at the pinnacle of my orgasm. For one more glorious moment, riding on the waves of bliss washing out of my cunt, I hung there.

Then I descended into panting bliss.

I moaned, leaning back on the toilet. I panted, her tits heaving before me. She squirmed, her cunt rippling about my cock as her orgasm died down. She stared down at me with hot and hungry eyes, her curly, brown hair spilling down to her shoulders.

“Oh, Jenny, that was—”

“¡Que mierda, Mamá!” screeched Pita.

My friend stood in the doorway of the bathroom looking shocked at what she found. Enraged. My stomach rippled. I’d just had sex with my best friend’s mother. I felt so terrible. My stomach clenched as I realized I just ruined everything with Pita.

I’d hurt her.

To be continued…

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Time for sports

Part 2 of ?

I forgot to mention some key parts of my family. My mom she works 12 hours a day on the week days and 8 hours on Saturday, and off Sunday. My older sister Sara is about 6’1 with long brown hair and curves that would make you jizz in your pants, her face kinda looks like Jessica Alba but 10 years younger. She is very smart but don’t expect her to make you laugh she has no sense of humor at all. know for Kelly. she is about 5’5 her body is perfect for a 15 yr old she has a high B cup a perfectly rounded ass. and the legs that would make you bite your lip if you saw them coming out of a shower . she is a very average intelligence wise but she could always make me laugh.

So i after Kelly and I just finished she and i started talking.

“that was Great David” Kelly said surprisingly
“yeah it felt so good” I said
“you know that was my first time” she said
“Really” I said acting surprised
“yeah i’ve never” she said
“you were great” reassuring her she did a good job
“now go to sleep we have school tomorrow” i said

she nodded then snuggled close to me

i woke up knowing that it was about 5Am
i knew my mom sleeps till about 730 and my older sister wakes up at 7 i decided to have some fun with Kelly
so while see was sleeping i started to jerk off until i got hard and i started to like Kelly’s pussy and she moaned but stayed asleep so i got ready got some KY lubed her and my self up and prodded her vagina
she was still asleep so i penetrated her and went slowly and faster then i pulled out and prodded her asshole she woke up and kept moaning i penetrated her asshole

“oooooooooooooooowwwwwww” she whimpered but she knew if she screamed we would get caught
“what are you doing” she whispered
” its ok ill go slow” i whispered back
she nodded

i went a deeper little by little i could tell she was biting her pillow but she liked it then i pushed the rest of my rock hard cock in her ass

“go faster” she said
“are you sure” i said
“go as fast as you want” she said in a way that made you think she loved you

i went as fast as i could thrust myself deeper and deeper into her ass then came inside of her tight little ass

“uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” she moaned
“that was amazing” she whispered as i laid back next to her

we laid there until 6 am the she went to take a shower

i sneaked into the bathroom then got into the shower with her and just held her and we just stood in the shower and let the hot water run over our body i turned her around

” i love you” i whispered into her ear
“i love you to” she whispered back biting my ear as she said it
after the shower we got out and got dressed for school and we waited on the couch watching tv
we were waiting for our sister but she was probably still asleep so i went up stairs and woke her up to get ready for school

” Sara wake up” I walked over to her and gently shook her
” OK OK OK” she yelled

she got up and went into the bathroom

i opened her dresser because i knew she had some morning after pills i took one i went down stairs and got a glass of water and walked over to Kelly

“her take this” i said
“what is it” she said
“its the morning after pill you take it if you have unprotected sex and you dont want a baby” i said
“oh ok” she replied

she took the pill and washed it down with water after we continued watching tv my sister came down and we left for school after we got to school i gave sara a hug

“see you after school sara” i said
“see you later little bro” she said

me and Kelly walked to homeroom and we sat next to each other as the teacher finished taking attendance we left and i was so bored but then the Gym coach came up to me

” hey David is it” the gym coach said
“yeah coach” i replied
“i have a question would you like to try out for our football team as Quarter Back we could really use someone with your abilities” he asked
“coach i would live to play football for you but i need to ask my sister if she could stay after to take me home” i replied
“ok here go ask her” he said and gave me a pass to go to my sisters class and ask her

i ran to my Saras math class and walked up to the teacher and gave her the note

“Sara your brother needs to speak with you in the hallway” the teacher stated
” ok miss Abernathy” she said

she walked out to the hallway and said

“i need to ask you something sis” i said
” well” she said
” the coach of the Varsity team asked me to join the team and i was wondering if you wouldn’t mind staying after school to drive me home” i asked
“as long as it is ok with Kelly” she said
“i dont think she will mind” i said

as i just said that i though tof the glorious sex we had last night and again this morning

“well its ok with me now i have and excuse to watch the football practice” she said
“ok i need to get back to gym class” i gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek and ran back to gym

as i got to the gym the coach stopped me

“is it ok for you to be on the team” he asked
“yeah my sister said it was ok for me to play” i replied

He handed over the forms and the play book study this up and be at practice with those forms tomorrow

i went about my day and after my last class i met up with my sisters and for some reason this guy was hanging all over my sister sara

” come on babe just touch it” some random guy said

i could tell Sara didn’t want this guy so i grabbed him and threw him to the ground and just continuously threw all my weight into every punch after about 4 punches my sister pulled me off and drug me to the car .

“you ever come near my sister ever again i will kill you” i yelled at him

the funny thing was my gym teacher was right there and didn’t do a thing

when we got home i flipped through the playbook then put it back in my back pack

i took the papers forged my mom signature but you couldn’t tell because i remembered every curve of my moms signature i finished the forms then did my homework which took about 10 minutes. i made some dinner for me and my sisters i do it because i remember all the good recipes from the cooking shows.
We sat down to eat because my mother rarely was home for dinner.

” kelly i told Sara it was ok that i joined the Football team and you wouldn’t mind staying after school ” i told Kelly

” Its ok i can do my homework while you practice” she replied
“if your gonna play football i think i might join the cheer leading squad” Sara replied
“you should join to Kelly” she added

“I will we can both cheer for David” Kelly replied

“i dont mind” I said

that night my mom went to bed earlier then usual so i sneaked up stairs and went into Saras room she was waiting up just laying in bed. i could tell she was so ready for me but i grabbed her hand

“come with me” i said
she said “ok”

we walked down stairs and back into my room i told her to lay next to Kelly who was already asleep so she did kelly was a heavy sleeper
so i drug my bed over it was easier because it was on wheels to my sisters and tied them together i woke up kelly by putting my finger in her tight little ass hole she jumped and was scared that Sara was laying next to her

“you know i heard you guys last night” Sara said
“you did” kelly said in astonishment
“you moan loud enough for me to hear” Sara replied
“well i guess you didn’t hear this morning” i said

Kelly blushed in embarrassment

“you stud you” Sara said

so i was laying behind Sara and Kelly was on the other side of Sara i started to rub Sara’s pussy and while i was doing that kelly and sara were kissing passionately and it made me super hard almost instantly i could tell Sara was wet and i stopped rubbing her and slide my dick into her also tight pussy she was shocked that i did that so fast

“god your so big” Sara said
“yeah he is” kelly agreed

I kept going harder and deeper the i came deep inside her young pussy

Sara laid on her back and kelly went down on her and started eating Sara out. i got up and started to eat out Kelly while Sara was having back o back orgasms and kelly was starting to get wet as i was just getting Hard again i got on my knees behind her and put my dick deep in side her she she tried to pull back but i grabbed her hips and just thrusted deeper into her i could tell she was in pain probably soar from the other night but couldn’t stop not then then i came deep inside her and fell over in exhaustion and my Kelly laid behind me and Sara in front of me

We were all basically spooning Kelly fell asleep almost instantly bu Sara and i were still u i was kissing the back of her neck and she was rubbing her ass against my soft dick after about 5 minutes i got hard again i started Prodding her ass hole i could tell she already did it there a couple time but i didn’t care so i penetrated her ass and just went slow i didn’t want to cum again so quickly but after about 5 more minutes i just went crazy on her ass as fast as i could and finally released inside of her and we both feel asleep and i had set the alarm for six so Sara could get back upstairs and i untied my bed and pushed it back.then laid back next to Kelly. I went back to sleep but i woke up and Kelly was blowing me so i just unleashed it into her mouth and she ran to the bathroom i went after her

“Im sorry” she said
“its ok” i said

She grabbed my hand and drug me into the shower and turned on the hot water and just as we got in Sara opened the door and joined us

Kelly and Sara lathered me up then each other

i grabbed Kelly and just held her as Sara Held me Sara reached down and started to fondle my Penis all the while i was felling up Kelly squeezing her breasts

i dint realize that Sara had put her head in between my legs and started sucking me off and just then i came into her mouth then she stood-up and shared it with my other sister letting it run out of her mouth and into Kellys they both swallowed my glorious cum.

(i will post more tonight or tomorrow if i get some constructive criticism)

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Laura, a lesbian, has been blackmailed into taking part at an experimental program at the Mayim Clinic which aims to recondition her to enjoy hetero sex….

Chapter 12
RECEIVING CUM

When Laura got home, she found Erica kneeling naked and handcuffed in front of the front door. She must have been there a long time – Laura was later than normal. Laura wondered how many passers-by had seen her girlfriend waiting there with her tits on show while Laura had been enjoying orgasms at the Mayim Clinic. Ultimately, though, she didn’t care. She had some needs to take care of.

She helped Erica up and led her to the bedroom. Once there, she filled the strap-on with the fake sperm, fitted it to Erica, and got Erica to stand in the centre of the room. Then Laura undressed, and knelt before Erica, just like the girls in the Mayim Clinic’s conditioning tapes. She felt her pussy dripping already. She opened her mouth, and let Erica push the dildo between her lips, and then she started sucking on it happily while her hands slid between her legs to start stroking her twat.

Laura suckled blissfully on the plastic dick until it spurted its load of delicious semen into her mouth. She orgasmed as the sperm hit her tongue. Then she removed the dildo from Erica, pushed her lover down onto the bed, and sat on Erica’s face while Erica licked her cunt to a second orgasm. Erica received no attention to her own pussy; Laura wasn’t in the mood for making Erica happy, only for satisfying her own lusts.

After riding Erica’s tongue to a satisfying climax, the two girls climbed under the covers, cuddling, and fell asleep.

The next morning was Tuesday. Laura had remembered her new arrangement with Alistair, for early morning “counselling” and so she got Erica to drive her into work early. It would mean that Erica was sitting around at her own work early with nothing to do, but one of the benefits of her new relationship with her lover was that Laura didn’t have to care. “Go into the toilets and masturbate until it’s time to work, honey,” she said, kissing Erica on the lips as she got out of the car. She said it jokingly, but with an edge, and she knew that Erica would do exactly what Laura had told her to do.

After Erica left, Laura realised she was going to have to do much the same. Alistair had specified that he wanted to find her pussy wet when he saw it, so Laura was going to need to get it moist. She was worried that Alistair would corner her the second she entered the building, so she instead found a dirty, trash strewn alleyway behind the departmental building, leant up against one of its filthy walls, and dug her fingers into her panties, trying to arouse her pussy.

At first she couldn’t get her twat interested. She kept thinking of Alistair, and of how horrible her life was. But then she started to picture Amy from the clinic, naked and kneeling in front of her, and that helped. And from there, her mind went to the video from last night – all those sluts taking cocks into her mouth – and suddenly she found she was dripping wet and breathing heavily.

That was weird, she thought. From the blowjob video? Well, all those sluts HAD been pretty hot, with their tits out like that. Laura guessed she just had a thing for kneeling, naked girls. Anyway, she was ready, so she went inside and headed to Alistair’s office.

Alistair was waiting. His initial reaction when Laura walked in was disappointment. Laura didn’t understand why at first, and then realised she was wearing her normal work clothes again, instead of the sluttier getup from yesterday. She was grateful; she didn’t want to provoke Alistair any more than she had to.

Alistair closed the door behind her and drew the blinds over his window, and then motioned Laura to sit down. She did.

“Take your panties off and put them on my desk, and then show me your goods,” Alistair demanded casually as she too sat down.

Blushing, Laura pulled her panties out from under her bum, slid them down her legs, and placed the lacy pink garment on Alistair’s desk. Then she unbuttoned her blouse and pulled her large tits from out of her bra, and hiked up her skirt and spread her legs to show off her wet pink twat.

Alistair clearly liked what he saw. His face reddened, and the front of his pants tented. He slid forward to within reach of Laura. Tentatively, he reached out and stroked Laura’s left tit. Laura let him, even when he painfully pinched her nipple. He then groped and squeezed the other boob, before lowering his hands to Laura’s cunt.

She gasped as he suddenly slid a finger between her labia and up inside her wet snatch. How was this happening? A man’s finger was in her vagina. And she was letting it happen. Her face was scarlet with shame and humiliation. She sat, unmoving, as he slid the finger in and out of her twat, and then gasped again as he added a second finger, and began to intermittenly stroke her clitoris with his thumb.

“Your bitch lover’s name is Erica, right?” asked Alistair, as he masturbated Laura’s pussy. Laura nodded, beginning to breathe heavily again.

“I want you to tell me every erotic act you’ve ever performed with your bitch lover Erica,” said Alistair. He used his free hand to extract his cock from his pants. It was hard, and bulbous, with visible veins. It was uncircumised and there was a small amount of milky white liquid – pre-cum, Laura guessed – pooling at the tip. Alistair began to slowly stroke his cock as he played with Laura’s pussy.

“You’re going to keep talking and telling me things you’ve done with slutty little Erica until either I cum or you do,” Alistair said. “If you stop talking before one of us cums, you’re fired. If I cum, I’m going to aim my dick at your face and cum on it. I might get some in your clothes or hair. I’ll give you a warning, though, so if you don’t want cum on your face you can lean forward and take it in your mouth instead. If you don’t want to swallow my cum, I’d advise you to think real horny thoughts and orgasm quickly. Don’t even think about faking it; if I’m not convinced it’s real, you’re fired.”

This was awful. Was this going to be what it was like every day now? Laura was finding it hard to think with Alistair’s fingers in her twat. It wasn’t as bad as being on the pill, but her pussy was definitely interfering with her rational thought. She decided she had no real choice to play along.

“We’ve kissed,” Laura started. “We’ve tongue kissed. I’ve stroked all of her body. I’ve felt her tits and squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples. I’ve stroked her ass and put my finger in her anus. I’ve rubbed her pussy and rubbed her clitoris and put my fingers in her pussy and fingerbanged her.”

Laura stopped for breath. Her pussy was feeling good but she was nowhere near an orgasm. She was going to run out of things she’d done with Erica long before either of them came at this rate. She decided to draw them out more.

“Um, I’ve sucked on her tits. I’ve taken her nipples into my mouth and nibbled and licked them and made Erica moan. I’ve licked and bit at her labia and licked her salty cunt juices off them. I’ve teased her clitoris with my tongue and sucked on it. I’ve pushed my tongue into her vagina and drank her cunt juices, and then licked up and down her pussy, back and forth over her clitoris to make her cum. I’ve masturbated her pussy with a long purple dildo while I kissed her and squeezed her tits. I’ve called her a slut and whore and made her beg me to let her cum. I’ve rubbed my cunt against her boobs, and against her cunt, and scissored with her, rubbing our pussies against each other until we orgasmed. I’ve made her lick my pussy and tongue-fuck my vagina and I’ve cum all over her face. I made her lick my anus once to see if I liked it. We 69 a lot, eating out each other’s cunts at the same time.”

Alistair was grunting and moaning now as he furiously pumped his cock. His fingers were pistoning in and out of Laura’s pussy now, completely ignoring her clitoris, which made it hard for Laura to cum. She wanted to reach down and finger her own clit but she didn’t want to be more of a slut in front of Alistair than she had to.

“I’ve pinched her clitoris and made her cry, ” Laura said. “I’ve made her kneel in handcuffs and lick my pussy. I’ve fucked her with a strap-on dildo and used her as my bitch. I’ve made her drink pig sperm….”

At this last one, Alistair moaned, and cried, “Now, Laura!”, and pulled his fingers out of her snatch. Laura was distracted for a moment, and didn’t realise what he meant, but then it came to her – he was about to cum. His dick was pointing right at her face. He was going to splatter her with semen, get it all over her clothes. Everyone would know what she’d done this morning.

Without thinking any further, Laura slid off her chair, landing on her knees in front of Alistair. She leant forward and wrapped her mouth around his hard, sweaty dick. Almost immediately, the dick twitched in her mouth, and then began pumping hot, salty sperm over her tongue. She felt Alistair’s hands on the back of her head, forcing her down onto his cock, and her exposed tits pressed up against one of Alistair’s legs, but she didn’t care. The taste of sperm had sent her to heaven. It was like when she had kissed Erica after Erica had sucked Michael’s cock, only better. It was far better than the fake sperm she used with the strap-on. Laura gulped down the warm, sticky liquid, revelling in its salty, slutty taste, and when it was done she continued to suck on the cock, hopeful of the possibility of more.

There was no more, however, and when the last of the sperm was gone, Laura began to come to her senses, and realised she was on her knees sucking her boss’ cock. She tried to pull away, but Alistair held her head down on his penis for nearly a minute longer. Meekly, Laura didn’t resist.

Finally Alistair let her up. As she straightened herself, Alistair pointed to his now-softening cock. “Wipe it clean on your tits, honey,” he said. Reluctantly, Laura leant in, took the cock in her hand, and wiped the tip and sides back and forth on her boobs, leaving a shiny, sticky smear. She looked up Alistair for approval.

“Good slut,” he said. “Well, this has been good counselling.” He tucked his dick back into his pants. “I hope you’ve learned something. I guess you can go back to work now.”

Laura nodded, stood up, replaced her tits in her bra and buttoned her blouse. She reached for her panties, but Alistair stopped her.

“Oh, no,” he said. “These are mine now. You can wear new panties every day and give them to me each morning. I know girls like shopping for panties so this will give you an excuse to do it more often. And it will remind us both of how many times you’ve come into this office to act like a slut.”

Laura blushed, but didn’t object. She pulled down her skirt to hide her pussy and ass. It wasn’t a particularly short skirt, but with no panties she felt extra exposed. Her mouth still tasted like cum and she felt that anyone who saw her must be able to tell what she’d just done, even though objectively she knew she looked fine. It didn’t help that her cunt was still wet and complaining that it hadn’t been allowed to orgasm.

Alistair let Laura leave his office, and she began her regular work day.

Geoffrey and Candy still spent the day looking at Laura like a lying whore, but there was nothing Laura could do about that. Other than that, it was a comparitively easy day of work, and it left Laura free to think.

Mostly what she thought about was her debt. She needed to have $1,000 by Friday. Between her and Erica’s finances she could certainly find the money, but she was going to have to do it every week, and she knew she couldn’t keep it up while still meeting payments on the house and buying food and clothes.

It was made harder by the Mayim Clinic. Laura couldn’t just take a second job while still having to visit the clinic most nights.

At lunch she broached the subject with Michael.

“Michael, I know you do well financially,” she said. “You’ve got those investments your parents made for you, right? And you already own your home?”

“Yes,” said Michael warily, picking at his lunch.

“Erica and I are in some pretty tough financial times right now, and I was wondering if maybe we could borrow some money.”

Michael laughed. “I don’t know. Is Erica going to keep sucking my cock when I visit?”

Laura stiffened, and Michael realised he’d gone too far. “I’m joking! I’m joking! How much do you need?”

“About a thousand dollars,” said Laura. “This week. And.. maybe more later.”

Michael look at her in incredulity. “Jesus, Laura, a thousand dollars? What’s going on with you?”

“I just made some bad investments,” Laura said. “We’ll recover soon.”

“I don’t know,” said Michael. “That’s a lot.”

Laura swallowed awkwardly. She knew this was a big ask. Michael was a friend, but he was also clearly sexually interested in Erica, and in Laura too for that matter. Laura wasn’t prepared to pimp Erica out for money, but Laura had spent her life cockteasing boys; maybe now she could get some use out of it.

She reached out and put her hand on Michael’s leg. In that position, leaning forward, she knew Michael could see down her cleavage.

“I’d really appreciate it,” she said. “It would mean a lot to me. And I know it would mean a lot to Erica too.”

“When will you be able to payit back?” Michael asked.

“I don’t know,” said Laura honestly.

“You can have it,” sighed Michael. “I’ll transfer it to you today. But I want to come tomorrow night, okay? And check up on you, make sure you’re doing okay.”

Laura frowned. “I don’t know if I’m free tomorrow night. I’ll have to check.”

“That’s the deal. If you can’t find time for me this week, I’m not doing the money.”

Laura sighed. “I’ll check it out and let you know tomorrow, okay?”

“It sounds good,” said Michael. They stood, and hugged, and returned to their work, lunch concluded.

That evening Laura turned up to the Mayim Clinic flushed and aroused as normal, high on the effects of her aphrodisiac pill. But she had some things she needed to ask about first. She told Amy she had some questions, and so Amy got her to undress, and then led the nude girl to Dr Windred’s office.

“I need tomorrow off,” said Laura. She felt strange, sitting here nude again in a professional office. Amy was here, and Dr Windred, and Royce, who was unabashedly starting at her tits. She remembered the last time she was here she had masturbated in front of all these people. Her pussy was drooling and she wished she could masturbate now.

“Laura,” said Dr Windred, “This is a very specific program. We need to keep up your conditioning each weeknight now or it will impact our results.”

“I have some things I need to do and if I don’t get them done I might not be able to come back here anyway.”

“Just this Wednesday?” asked Dr Windred.

“Actually I kind of need a night each week. I need to take up a second job to make ends meet, and the weekend plus a weeknight, plus the Tuesdays and Wednesdays I have off normally, might be enough to make a difference.”

Windred and Amy exchanged looks, and were silent for a moment.

After a while, Windred said, “Look, we can spare you this Wednesday, and afterwards – well, we’d prefer Thursdays, so let’s make it Thursdays after that – but we need to keep up the conditioning regime. We’ll let you go, on the condition that you take your pills that morning instead, and then take another dose in the evening. And we’ll generally have an additional activity for you – homework to keep you up to date.”

Laura blanched. She remembered the last time she’d been at work on pills. She’d made a complete slut of herself. Could she survive doing that once every week? Her pussy tingled at the thought – eagerly, almost – and she tried to ignore it. There was really no choice – she would have to. Maybe it would be for the best – maybe it would help her build up a resistance to the drug and not be such a whore when she was on it.

“Okay,” she agreed.

“Excellent!” said Dr Windred. “Then let’s go to the conditioning room. And we’ll tell you tomorrow’s homework when we’re done with today’s program.”

When Laura followed Amy to the conditioning room, she was confused. The chair was gone, unbolted from the floor. In its place was a metal contraption, about waist height, with what appeared to be a series of arms. Directly in front of the contraption, two rubber phalluses emerged from the floor.

Royce came in behind them. “Today you’re going to learn how to kneel, Laura. Kneel in the middle of the floor there, so that the cock goes in your pussy.”

Hesitantly, Laura moved to the rubber dildos. She saw that they had been lubricated, although she was so wet that they probably didn’t need it. Slowly, she lowered herself onto her knees, using her hand to steer the rubber cock into her pussy. She sighed with pleasure as it slipped between her twat lips and into her fuckhole. She lowered herself further, and found that it was the perfect length to let her rest her knees on the ground without it poking too uncomfortably deep into her vagina. When she was in a full kneeling position, the second, shorter dildo poked at the entrance to her anus, just like it had in the chair.

Next Royce came over to her, took her hands, and moved them behind her back. She felt something cold and metal touch her wrists, and realised that her hands were being cuffed behind her back. She panicked a little, but Royce put his hand on top of her head and pushed down, and Laura realised that in her current position, even the tiniest pressure downwards made her completely unable to move. She was trapped, impaled on the dildo.

Laura’s pussy was still dripping, and she tried to buck her hips against the phallus in her cunt, but it was unsatisfying. She wished it would vibrate or something, but it remained inert.

Next Amy came over. She behind Laura, and reached out to touch Laura’s hair. Laura could feel Amy’s boobs pressing against her back, and it felt maddeningly good. She didn’t know what Amy was doing at first but she soon realised that Amy was plaiting Laura’s hair into pigtails, one on either side of her face. Why?

She found out soon enough. When the pigtails were complete, Amy extended two metal arms from the machine in front of Laura. The arms ended in powerful clamps. Amy fed one pigtail into each clamp, and then pressed a button. The arms retracted back towards the machine, and Laura felt her head being pulled forward by her hair. She was forced to lean forward as best she could with the dildo inside her. Then the arms loosened, and Laura was able to move back to a more comfortable upright position, although her hair was still trapped in the clamps.

Lastly, Amy attached the last element to the machine, and its purpose became clear. She screwed a large black plastic dildo into place in the centre of the machine, directly in front of Laura’s face, with the tip pointing at her mouth. It, too, was on a moving arm, and Amy quickly checked that the dildo could move foward toward’s Laura’s face, and then move away again.

Finally Royce attached the things that Laura had been fearing – the painful alligator clamps, biting into her nipples and twat lips, with their wires trailing away into Amy’s instrumentation. The pain felt awful, but somehow good too. Laura barely even registered the humliation of having Royce feeling around in her pussy as he attached the clips.

With all that done, Amy started the movie.

It was different this time. Instead of moving straight into porn, it instead showed the face of a girl. The girl looked deeply unhappy – she was frowning, sniffling, and she had clearly been crying. It was a close up, and it made Laura uncomfortable to look at. It was stressful and weird, just staring at this image of an unhappy girl.

Then the dildo on the machine, the one at Laura’s head height, slid forward, and banged against Laura’s lips. Laura was surprised, and didn’t even have time to open her mouth. As soon as the dildo’s forward progress was impeded by Laura’s closed mouth, an electric shock blasted through Laura’s pussy and tits. She felt herself pissing on the floor a little, and she opened her mouth to scream.

As soon as she did, the dildo slipped inside, plugging Laura’s mouth like a big cock-shaped gag. At the same time, the dildos in Laura’s pussy and ass began to buzz, and the one in her pussy began to slowly and deliciously pump in and out of her twat. And up the screen the image changed – it no longer showed a sad girl, but rather a happy one, delightedly suckling on a man’s cock. The girl was kneeling in front of the man with her hands behind her back, just like Laura was kneeling, completely nude with her tits very much on display, and it looked like nothing in the world made her happier than the big dick that was pumping in and out of her mouth.

The end of the dildo in Laura’s mouth tasted like sperm, and Laura wondered if it was primed to release fake semen just like her special strap-on. The combination of the sudden cunt-stimulation and the less stressful image on the screen was making Laura feel good, and she began to bob her head up and down on the rubber dick in her mouth.

Then, just as suddenly, the dildo withdrew from her mouth, and immediately the vibration in her pussy stopped and the screen image changed to another close-up of a miserably unhappy girl.

It stayed there for a while as Laura fidgeted uncomfortably. Then she felt her head being pulled forward. The clamps were tugging on her pigtails pulling her face forward via a firm grip on her hair. Laura resisted for a moment, confused, but then felt the electric shock in her pussy and tits again, and so obediently leant forward. The motion dragged her down onto the dick again, and she opened her lips and accepted it into her mouth. It pushed forward as it entered her mouth, and Laura found she was gagging on it uncomfortably, completely unable to move or pull away because of the machine’s firm grip on her hair.

The vibrator in her pussy, however, had gone into overdrive, violently pumping in and out of her twat. It was a much stronger sensation than the last time and Laura loved it. She moaned around the plastic dick in her mouth happily. On screen once again the sad woman had vanished and been replaced by a delighted kneeling slut sucking a cock. In this one the man had firm control over the woman’s head and was keeping her face trapped against his groin while he skullfucked her. The woman was rubbing her pussy in a way that suggested she was in sexual heaven.

It went on like this for a couple of hours. When the dildo wasn’t in Laura’s mouth, the vibrators were still and the screen showed upset girls. When Laura sucked on the dildo, her pussy got rewarded and the screen showed her happy cocksucking bimbos. If Laura was the slightest bit reticent in accepting the cock into her mouth, she got a shock. In the second hour it started shocking her if Laura did not also pleasure the dick, by exploring it with her tongue and bobbing her head up and down on it as best she was able. The rewards were always better when Laura’s head was being controlled, and after a while she began to get frustrated when the machine just offered her the dick without also pulling on her hair.

She didn’t cum nearly as often as on previous visits to the clinic, because of the long stretches of no stimulation, but each orgasm she did have was deeply satisfying, and whenever she orgasmed the machine would know, and a little spurt of semen would fire from the tip of the plastic cock into her mouth. Laura swallowed the sperm eagerly, and found that it heightened her orgasm knowing that the tasty treat was coming.

When the program eventually stopped, and Amy came to uncuff Laura and disentangle her hair from the machine, Laura was as usual in a state of sexual confusion. It felt strange to close her mouth properly after spending two hours wth a cock going in and out of it. She realised that she was kneeling in a puddle of urine from where she had wet herself after the electric shocks. Amy was looking at the urine in digust.

“Next time you wet yourself like this, Laura, we’re going to make you clean it up, okay?” Amy said.

Laura just nodded. That seemed fair. She felt embarassed for wetting herself like a little baby.

Amy helped Laura climb off the twat and ass dildos, and then said, “You need to lick them clean, Laura.”

Laura understood. She had gotten the dildos all messy with her pussy juices and it was only fair that she clean them up. Laura got down on all fours. It meant kneeling in the puddle of piss, which was gross, but Laura was too confused to really register it. She leant down and licked and sucked on the two plastic dildos that had just been in her pussy and ass. The pussy one tasted good; the ass one tasted gross. Laura automatically took the larger, pussy dildo into her mouth, just like she had the one of the machine, and bobbed her head up and down on it. The motion made her tits dip in and out of the urine puddle, which felt good.

As she stayed there on all fours, licking the dildos that had just been inside her, she felt two fingers enter her pussy from behind. She moaned happily and bucked her hips against them. They penetrated further into her twat, deeper and deeper into her fuckhole, until suddenly Laura came again, moaning with a mouthful of plastic dick.

As the orgasm rolled through her and then retreated, Laura caught sight of the camera in the corner and suddenly remembered that these sessons were taped. What had they just taped? A pink-haired big-titted nude lesbian slut, crawling on all fours in a puddle of her own piss, sucking on a dildo that had just come out of her cunt while someone fingerbanged her twat.

And not just someone. Laura took her mouth off the dildo, turned her head, and realised it was Royce who had just been violating her pussy with his fingers. She had let a boy bring her to orgasm. Her body shook with horror. She staggered to her feet, blushing. There was urine dripping from her nipples, and soaking her knees and lower legs, and she couldn’t believe how degraded and slutty she had just been. She couldn’t make eye contact with Royce, instead just backing away from him to the corner of the room.

Amy followed Laura relentless to the corner. “You look pretty like that,” she said, and when Laura’s butt bumped into the corner and she had nowhere else to go, Amy stepped up to her and, to Laura’s surprise, gave her a passionate kiss on the lips. Laura kissed her back, pleased but confused. After the kiss, Amy said, “Good girl,” and then passed Laura a dildo.

“This is your homework, Laura,” she said. “All you have to is, every two hours, spend five minutes rubbing your pussy while sucking on this.”

Laura was relieved. She didn’t mind sucking on a dildo. She enjoyed it.

“Does this one… spurt anything?” she asked hesitantly.

Amy laughed. “No. We just want you to get used to having a cock in your mouth when you’re feeling sexual pleasure.”

Part of their conditioning program. Laura was torn – was she being conditioned? Conditioned to enjoying giving blowjobs? She wasn’t, was she? Probably not. Sexuality didn’t work that way. She was born a lesbian; it wasn’t a choice or something she had learned. And if she was finding she enjoyed sucking on dildos… well, maybe she had always been predisposed to sucking on dildos, and they were just helping her learn that. A dildo wasn’t a cock. It was just plastic or rubber.

When she got home that night, she proved she was still a lesbian by having her girlfriend lick her pussy until she came. But first, she put the strap-on on Erica, and knelt naked in front of her lover sucking on it until it filled her mouth with sperm.

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Laura was scared of her Wednesday. She was going to have to be on the pill all day, and then take another dose in the evening before Michael came over. She was scared of what she was going to do and how she was going to act.

She took out some of her frustration on Erica in the morning. She slapped Erica in the face twice over minor irritations, told her she was a slutty little fuckpig, and then used the strap-on to fuck Erica violently in the cunt. The dildo ejaculated pig sperm into Erica’s pussy, and then Laura made her clean the sperm up by transferring it from her pussy to her mouth using her hand. Afterwards, when Erica had showered herself clean, Laura refused to let her wear a bra or panties to work, and made sure Erica was wearing her shortest, sluttiest skirt. If Laura was going to be in heat all day, Erica could damn well show off her goodies as well.

Torturing Erica made Laura feel a little bit better. She was amazed at how much she was enjoying this new relationship where she degraded and dominated Erica so thoroughly. She still loved Erica but it was like something inside her had always wanted to rape and humiliate women, and it was now rising to the surface. Laura had experienced more satisfying orgasms in the last few weeks than she’d had in the entirety of her life up to that point.

Laura took her pills before leaving the house, and by the time Erica dropped her off at work Laura’s pussy was drooling. There was no need for her to masturbate in the alley to get ready for Alistair like she had done yesterday, but Laura did it anyway, grateful for the chance to touch her engorged vulva. It felt wonderful to stick her fingers into her twat and bring them out coated with slut-nectar. Remembering her “homework”, she took the dildo she had been given out of her purse, and slipped it into her mouth. The feeling of having a hard phallus inside her mouth made the masturbation feel even better. She pumped her hand in and out of her cunt for five blissful minutes, and then relucantly withdrew it, put the dildo away, licked her hand clean, and went inside.

Alistair was pleased to see her, and even more pleased to see her so visibly aroused. Laura’s face was flushed and her nipples strained, hard and erect, at the fabric of her blouse. When he closed the door and shut the blinds, Laura needed barely any prompting to pull off her panties and give them to him, and then extract her large ttis from her bra and display them for him.

“You look like a slut this morning, Laura,” Alistair said. Laura only blushed.

Alistair looked her up and down. “I think you look like so much of a slut that you’re probably going to make me cum again. You can leave your clothes on if you want, but if you want to take them off so you don’t get cum on them, I won’t object.”

To Laura’s cunt-addled mind, this seemed like a fine idea. She stood, and removed her skirt, shirt, and blouse, ending up nude except for her high heels. Alistair told her to stand like that, her legs slightly spread, cupping her tits with her hands, and she did, while he used his phone to photograph her.

Then she sat in the chair opposite Alistair, with her legs spread, and he got his cock out of his pants. He told her the game would be the same as yesterday – she was to talk while he fingered her pussy and stroked his cock. He would warn her when he was about to cum, and she could attempt to get her lips around his dick before he spunked all over her face. The topic today would be, “Parts of Laura that Alistair could ejaculate on or in.”

Laura had learned from yesterday that a mere list wouldn’t last until Alistair could orgasm. As she felt his fingers probing her pussy, delightfully pushing into her twat and teasing her fuckhole and clitoris, she started her speech.

“You could cum in my pussy. You could push your dick up into my vagina and pump my womb full of hot, sticky sperm, and get me pregnant, and then watch as your semen dripped out of my twat and ran down my legs. You could force your dick into my anus and cum up into my rectum. You could cum all over my feet and get your sticky sperm betwen my toes. You could cum on my tits, and decorate by big melons with sperm, and watch it drip from my nipples. You could fuck my mouth and cum all over my tongue and down my throat, fill up my belly with your man-juice.”

Alistair was already breathing hard and furiously pumping his cock. Laura thought it wouldn’t take much to bring him to orgasm. Then she suddenly felt her own pussy twitch and spasm as she herself came; she stopped talking to moan sluttily and buck her hips against Alistair’s hand. When she regained control of herself, she looked at Alistair. Wasn’t the game supposed to stop if Laura came?

“Keep going,” growled Alistair, pinching Laura’s clitoris. Laura squeaked, and continued talking.

“You could cum on my pretty face,” she said. “Spread spunk all over my lips and nose and get it in my eyes. You could spurt your sticky goo into my hair.” She paused. She was running out of body parts. “You could cum in my panties,” she ventured, “and then make me wear them, feeling your sperm squelching against my twat all day. You could cum in the cups of my bra and then have me put it on, squishing the sperm against my boobs. You could cum in my purse, all over my phone and wallet so that everything I have is bathed in your sperm.” She thought again. “I could take you home and let you fuck Erica, watching as you pump load after load of jism into her pussy….”

“Now, Laura!” said Alistair.

Laura scrambled from her seat, trying to get her mouth over Alistai’s cock. She was eager to feel his dick in her mouth, to drink his cum. But this time she wasn’t fast enough. It began twitching when she was only halfway to her knees, spurting its white fluid, and she felt the hot sperm slatter first over her tits, and then onto her face. She got it in her mouth before the third spurt of fluid, and gratefully felt the semen wash over her tongue instead of getting on her skin.

She knelt there naked in front of her boss, sucking on his dick, until she judged that there was no more jism remaining. At some point his hands descended to stroke Laura’s hair and pull her closer to his cock; Laura felt unreasonably happy when they did. She lowered her hand to her pussy and manipulated herself to another orgasm as she waited for Alistair’s penis to soften in her mouth.

“Good slut,” cooed Alistair as he stroked her hair. “Good little lesbian slut.”

Afterward, when Alistair had pulled his dick from her mouth and tucked it back into her pants, Laura became aware of the sperm on her face and tits. It wasn’t a lot, all told, but it was wet and slimy.

“I should wash this off,” Laura said self-conciously. “Can I have some tissues?”

“No,” said Alistair coldly. “It looks good on you. Just rub it in.”

Laura sat there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

“Do I have to fire you, Laura?” said Alistair. “I have work to get on with. Rub the sperm into your skin, then get dressed.”

Reluctantly, Laura put her hands on her tits and began to massage the goo into her melons. It was sticky and slimy, and the best she could do was distribute the puddle of jism out across her tits, leaving her funbags covered in a shiny wet sticky sheen. She repeated the process on her face; she cheated a little by pushing some of it into her mouth and swallowing, but there was still enough to leave an obvious sticky smear on her lips and cheeks when she was done.

The worst part was looking down at her sticky sperm-covered tits and thinking, briefly, to herself: they look better like this. They look right.

(To be continued….)

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Tess wants to test a new toy

“You want me to do what now?”

Sam stared down at the strap-on in confusion. The tool itself wasn’t the issue, she and her long-time girlfriend were no strangers to strapping up and taking the other for a ride. It was the large, red, canine phallus that was attached to it that made Sam raise an eyebrow. To add to the odd factor, she spied a long tube attached to a syringe, which Tessa had explained could be filled with a suspiciously realistic-looking cum-like lubricant.

Tessa was on her knees with her palms pressed together as she begged, “Please! Just this one time!”

“Just to clarify; You want me to shift into my hybrid form, put on this wolf dick dildo, and mount you. Am I getting all that correct?”

Tess glanced away then back at Sam. “Yes. I want you to mount and fuck me like you’re trying to put puppies in me.”

Sam felt her wolf side perk up. She could feel her muscles start to expand at the very idea. Leaning forward, she said in a low voice, “Say that again.”

She saw Tess’s pupils dilate at the shift in tone. “I want you to mount and fuck me like you’re trying to put puppies in me–!”

Sam was on her feet with her hand around Tess’s throat. She pressed the smaller redhead against the wall with enough pressure on her neck to assert dominance but not enough to hurt. Hands and feet shifted and grew thick grey-brown fur, sharp claws grazed the back of Tess’s neck, and within seconds Sam was looking down on her petite girlfriend from well over a foot above her head.

Rough padded fingers caressed the soft skin of Tess’s throat. Sam smiled at the shiver that ran through her girlfriend’s body. “You want me to breed you, little girl?” her voice was much deeper, more feral in this form. It didn’t matter how gently she spoke, there was always the hint of a growl in her words.

She could smell the immediate reaction of Tess’s arousal, but she waited for the verbal confirmation. Tess finally took a breath and nodded, “Yes. Yes, please!”

Sam growled low in her chest, eliciting more of the sweet scent of lust from her girlfriend. With great care, she squeezed her hand around the slender neck and leaned down to give her a long, deep kiss. She reveled in the whimper she received and used her thick wolf tongue to leave her small human breathless.

Tess took a huge gulp of air when Sam finally pulled away. The redhead’s freckled cheeks were flushed red and her eyes sparkled with desire. Needing no further instruction other than a curt nod to the strap and lube, Tess quickly set to work preparing everything. Their strap-on was custom made for someone with a tail, and Tess was quick to hook the equipment onto Sam’s narrow hips.

She jumped when Sam growled; She had been getting too handsy with Sam’s nethers while arranging the parts that went around her thick legs. The werewolf had wanted to go easy on her eager girlfriend, but Tess knew the rules during play.

While Tess was on her knees, Sam placed a paw on the back of her head and pressed her face toward the lubed-up dildo. With the cum lube plunger in her other paw, Sam squeezed a little out to rub on her girlfriend’s face. She had to admit the sight was incredibly hot, especially as Tess looked up at her with her beautiful green eyes just as her lips wrapped around the tip.

She watched as Tess took the red cock in her hand and stroked it. Tess kept eye contact as she trailed her tongue along the detailed veins to the knot. More of the cum oozed out of the tip then quickly licked up by Tess’s enthusiastic services.

Drool dripped from Sam’s maw as she watched. She hadn’t been so sure about the role-play until now; This was possibly the sexiest thing Tess had ever done for her. Flexing her hips, Sam pushed the phallus into her girlfriend’s waiting mouth.

‘What I wouldn’t give to have a real cock right now,’ she thought as she watched Tess swallow more and more of the strap.

She humped the sweet mouth and started to pant. Her heavy tongue lolled out one side of her mouth and her vision started to tunnel. This happened sometimes when she was in this form. More of her wolfish nature would come out when she was too excited. Finely tuned ears picked up the slick sounds of the silicon sliding in and out of her girlfriend’s mouth, the slight chokes and gasps with each pass that nearly dove down the back of her throat, and the beautiful moans of pleasure. Her nose was overwhelmed with the scent of Tess’s desire and soon Sam felt her human side fading back as the wolf took over.

Thick fingers grabbed a handful of Tess’s hair and yanked her away from the cock with a pop. She choked and looked up to ask Sam what the hell that was for when she saw the feral look in the werewolf’s golden eyes. The beast before her panted and stared down at her with a hunger that made her heart sink.

“Sam…?”

Without warning, Tess was thrown to the ground and pinned on her stomach. Hot breath grazed her ear as the wet nose snuffled in her hair and down her neck. She tried to remain as still as possible while the wolf tore her shirt and shorts from her body.

This wasn’t what she had pictured when the idea had come to her the other day. She knew Sam went wild at times, had witnessed it when they had started dating, but Sam always knew who Tess was even during the full moon. Now, Tess wasn’t so sure if this creature was still her girlfriend.

Yet there was also a massive side of her that was incredibly turned on at the turn of events.

Strong hands pulled her back and she felt the tip of the dildo brush her backside. She was set up on her knees and her torso was forced down with a paw. Tess bit her lip as she watched the werewolf align the cock. This was so fucking hot; Sam had always been the dominant one in the bedroom but there was this careful sense of control whenever they had sex. Now, the animal within her was going full force with reckless abandon.

She lifted her hips like a good bitch and whined as the head pushed inside of her. A muscular forearm wrapped around her waist as the rest of the torso laid on her back. The cock was bigger than she had expected but it slid in with ease, stretching her more at the middle of the shaft, then stopping as the massive knot.

Sam’s breath was coming fast and hot. Drops of drool fell onto Tess’s face as the two of them adjusted to the fit. Then Sam’s hips began to pump.

This wasn’t the careful, romantic build up she was used to with Sam. No, this was the rutting of a mating animal. She really was being fucked as though Sam was going to put puppies in her, and it was fucking amazing! Tess’s cries of pleasure turned to whines and gasps as the strap-on pumped in and out of her at a rapid pace. The slick sounds of her soaked pussy added to the animalistic nature and all she could do was press her face into the carpet and take it.

She was surprised by how quickly her orgasm was building. ‘No, no, no!’ she thought through the haze. ‘Not yet!’

Managing to move her head enough to look around, Tess found the plunger for the cum lube. Sam was in no state of mind to know to use it. So it would be up to her to deliver the main event.

“Come on, baby, breed your girl! Fuck, you’re an animal!”

Tess clutched the plunger in her fist as Sam continued to plow her into the floor. Her body was on fire from the pain and pleasure of it all, and she even found herself drooling as much as Sam was. Everything was perfect, she felt like her head was stuffed full with cotton and all she could think about was the beast taking her from behind; Breeding her like a good mate.

She heard Sam whine above her and knew the time was almost upon them. Tess pulled the plunger close to her chest as the massive she-wolf began to tremble. Sam’s wolf head pressed into hers, nearly crushing her under the weight, and then Tess felt her stiffen.

Her climax hit as the knot popped into place and the wave of cum sprayed into her womb. Cries of pleasure mixed with her girlfriend’s low moaning howls as they rode their orgasms together. Lubricant spilled from around the knot and down her sensitive clit. The two of them collapsed into a heap on the floor; Tess’s lower half being pulled as Sam rolled onto her side.

She must have passed out because the next thing she felt was the *pop* of the knot being pulled from her. “Ow! Careful, babe… I’m,” she took a breath and fell to her side, “I’m still pretty tender.”

“Is that really all you have to say?!” Sam’s worried voice demanded. “I completely blacked out, your knees are a wreck- Tess! Are you alright?”

Tess rolled over and pulled the distressed brunette on top of her. She whimpered when the dildo pressed against her aching clit. Then she gave a weary smile and kissed Sam on the nose. “I’m fucking great! We should do that again sometime!”

Sam stared at her girlfriend completely dumbfounded. She leaned forward and gave Tess a tender kiss and said, “You’re insane.” She smiled, “I love you.”

“I love you too, you filthy animal.”

Sam gave a playful snarl and the two girls settled down for some well-deserved rest. Tess just wondered if Sam would be up to trying some of the other dildos she ordered.

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Rachel comes back to finish off the nights events

Characters

Emma- age 16
Height 5 foot 4
Hair colour blonde
Eye colour blue
Breast size 34B

Rachel- age 16
Height 5 foot 4
Hair colour blonde
Eye colour blue
Breast size 34B

Emma just stared at her sister. She turned to her wardrobe, opened one of the doors and looked in the mirror. She reached down to try and peel the tattoo off. She was lightly scratching but nothing was happening. “What is this?” Emma asked frustrated. “That is a tattoo.”

“Why isn’t it coming off?!”

Rachel held up the pen she had used to tattoo her sister. Emma looked up and saw what was in Rachel’s hand. A tattoo pen. The tattoo was real and was most definitely not coming off. “It’s ok Emma I plan to add some decoration to make your pussy look pretty.”

“What do you want now?”

“Well last night I said you’d eat me out. But because you were totally out of it I let you off. Mw I’ve come back to finish what I started.”

“Why are you doing this to me?” Emma asked years coming to her eyes.

“Because we shared a womb, we were meant to be together and because I’m the oldest that makes you my property.”

Emma just stared at her sister dumbfounded. She was literally lost for words. Her brain didn’t know what to do. “On the bed now, n your back” Emma didn’t move, she couldn’t move. Rachel saw her bitch wasn’t moving so she moved up behind her and gave her a slap on the arse. Emma gave a little yelp and then moved for the bed.

She lay down flat on the bed taking quick glances at her tattoo hoping the next time she looked away it would disappear but it didn’t. Rachel removed her dressing gown revealing she was still naked from the night before.

Rachel moved over to the bed and straddled Emma’s belly, “relax little sis, this was meant to be.” Slowly Rachel moved up Emma’s body and straddled her sisters face.

For a second Emma couldn’t breathe, all she could smell was her sisters essence that now covered her mouth and nose. “We’ll go on then” Emma heard Rachel say. Slowly she stuck out her tongue and lightly touched Rachel’s vagina. Rachel let out a slight moan above. Then Emma had a thought. What if she went quickly got her sister off and then she could be gone? Again she stuck out her tongue eliciting another moan from her sister. It tasted strange, a little salty, a little plain but something else shone through which she couldn’t place. Never mind. She felt a little braver now she had a plan in her head, she pushed her tongue up again and slipped it into her sisters virginity. Her sister gasped at this and said “good girl” Emma continued thrusting her tongue in and out of her sister in the hope it would be over soon.

Rachel felt her sisters tongue flick at her opening and moaned at the delicious feeling. Then she was surprised when her sister slipped her tongue into her virgin entrance. “Mmm” Rachel moaned. “Oh god yes!” Emma was a natural. Then she felt Emma’s tongue explore her clit “yes!” Rachel moaned. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” Rachel gasped one more time as she gushed over her sisters face. “Oh my god Emma not only are you a good whore you’re a good pussy licker too.”

Emma felt Rachel lift herself off of her face and Emma gasped for as much as she could. Rachel was talking but Emma wasn’t listening. She saw Rachel come back over but this time she was facing away from Emma.

Rachel got up feeling like she’d been taken to heaven and back. Then she remembered what else she wanted to so from last night. She walked back over to her sister walking on just her toes as she could rub her thighs together doing this. She straddled Emma again this time facing away from her face. “Lck up” she said and then she lowered her arse hole onto Emma’s face.

Emma was surprised when her sisters bottom came down to meet her face and then she remembered what her sister had said last night. She wanted Emma to lic her arsehole. Nervously Emma reached up with her tongue and started circling her sisters anus trying to avoid the inside. “Ooh yes!” Rachel moaned. She rocked back slightly forcing Emma’s tongue inside her anus.

Rachel moaned again as Emma’s tongue slid into her arse. “Oh my god!” It felt so good. Her sister struggled beneath her licking all of her walls in the process. It felt so alien to have an object enter her anus instead of leaving it but at the same time it felt so good. At that moment she climaxed again and her anus gripped Emma’s tongue like a vice.

Emma felt her tongue slide into her sister. It tasted vile she struggled but that only made her lick everywhere inside her back door. It was a strange texture inside one she couldn’t describe and wouldn’t want to remember. She heard her sister give a longer louder moan and then felt the walls of her sisters anus clamp around her tongue. For a minute they stayed in that position as Rachel came down from her high.

“Good girl Emma. Now get dressed for school.”

They both stood, Rachel spanked Emma once and left. Emma looked in the mirror again. She felt used and dirty. She reached into her wardrobe. She pulled out a shirt. She looked for a pair of trousers but couldn’t find any so reached for a skirt. She then started searching for panties, a bra and some socks but to no avail. She looked in one of the draws and found a note. On it was written “whores don’t need underwear, love Rachel” reluctantly Emma put on her shirt and skirt. She stood up and then realised there was something wrong with her skirt. It was ay too short. It only just came past her arse by about 1/2 an inch. She sighed and walked down the stairs feeling the cold air against her vagina made her shiver and feeling it against her nipples made them stand up. They were clearly visible through her shirt. She’d just have to hope she could get through this day. Then there was her tattoo. What was she going to do about that? All these thoughts followed her to the kitchen table.

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