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A young woman sees her brother’s girlfriend, and she can’t deny her feelings.

I went to my window. “Good, Gary, you brought your girlfriend,” I muttered, peeking out there. “Oh, Veronica, you’re as hot as lava, but I wouldn’t mind having you all over me,” I muttered, letting my hand into my panties. “Here you come with my brother, but damn, I almost wish you two would break up. Of course, I wouldn’t want to help another lady cheat, but shit, Gary, you know how to pick them. Oh, you’re kissing now; if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you had something big to tell,” I let out, pleasing myself. “You just texted me twenty minutes ago that you had something to tell me, and you brought the long-haired brunette beauty, so it must also have something to do with her. Does it? Well, here you both come, so I guess I’m about to find out,” I said, before evicting my hand and sitting down.

I waited a few seconds and heard a knock.

“Come in.”

“Hey, sis,” he said, coming in the door. “I hope you don’t mind that I brought Veronica.”

“You like me, right?” she joked.

“Yes, I like you, Veronica,” I replied, going to her.

We hugged each other, and then I got one with Gary as well. Then we all sat down on the couch, but they failed to say anything.

“Okay, I’ll bite; what’s the news?”

Veronica swallowed, and I saw her digging into her pocket. “Well, Claudia, your brother just gave me this ring,” she confessed, showing me her hand.

I cheesed for a second and rubbed my face. “Oh, congratulations,” I said, hugging her. “I had no idea you two were getting that close.”

“Well, we are, Claudia,” she added, backing away. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be rude; we just haven’t seen a lot of you.”

I couldn’t resist, but to check out her crack. ‘Well, you have your bosoms on display, and I want to jump your bones, so I’m sorry.’

“So, we just wanted you to know immediately, sis, and see how you felt. I know Veronica didn’t mean anything by it, but you’ve only met Veronica a handful of times. Although, she still has something she’d like to ask you, though.”

I nodded as she took my hands in hers. “Would you be my maid of honor, Claudia?”

“Why?” I asked, bringing my head and hands back. “I’m sorry, that came out wrong. But, um, I didn’t see this coming as the news, and I’m really thrown off now. You want me to be your maid of honor? Don’t you have someone closer to you you’d like to do that?”

“Well, I have other friends, yes, but you’re still the first lady I thought of when the idea came up. I thought it might be a good way to get closer before the wedding. If it’s something you’re really not into, then don’t worry about it.”

I couldn’t help, but to keep checking her out, she had her rack front and center, and the rest of her figure was something hot. I felt myself shaking, and my underwear got rather wet again too.

“So, what do you think, sis?”

I closed my eyes for a few seconds and pictured her smoking hot body naked. ‘Well, if I ever have a chance to see her naked, this is a no-brainer,’ I thought, before glancing at her. “Yes, I’ll do it.”

“Oh, thanks, Claudia,” she mentioned, prior to hugging me. “I’ll finally have a sister.”

“Me too,” I added, looking at Gary.

“Thanks, sis,” he mouthed.

I nodded and backed away.

“Well, I thought we could stay for dinner too, sis. Is that cool?”

“Why not, but I wasn’t planning on cooking something fancy.”

“I thought we could order something actually, on us, of course, but could we talk for a moment?”

I nodded, and we went into my bedroom. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I went in there and heard him out as we sat on the bed.

“Are you sure you’re alright? You don’t want to think about me getting married and you being her maid of honor?”

“Well, dude, I won’t lie, I feel a little blindsided; as I said, I didn’t know you were that close. So I’m sorry I haven’t been around more, but I’ll do it because I can see it’s a big deal to both of you.”

“Okay, if you’re sure.”

“I am, don’t worry.”

He hugged me for a moment.

I peeked at the door. ‘And Veronica is looking at us now, so she was concerned. She is one hot piece of ass, so shit, I’m so conflicted, I want to jump her bones, but she’s marrying my brother now?’

Just like that, I was the maid of honor for my soon-to-be sister-in-law. Of course, I went through all the normal things like helping her pick out a dress and that kind of thing, but of course, that meant spending time with her. I surely did my best not to give myself away, but I made it happen the best I could.

Although, two weeks after she asked me, I found her in my room with me. “So, let’s see how my dress looks on me,” she said, taking off her top.

“Wait, don’t you want some privacy?”

“No,” she answered, taking it off. “We’re both ladies, and you’re gonna be my sister too.”

From one second to the next, I got a look at her body. She was still wearing her undergarments, but she still gave me quite the sight to see. Once again, she put out the temptation for me to check her out.

‘Oh, that’s a sexy dark purple set you have on there. No wonder Gary proposed; you’re smoking hot.’

She put on the dress, so the show was over, but she proved that it’d be more than difficult to keep my secret.

“So, what do you think?”

“It’s beautiful, Veronica.”

“Thanks; I hope your brother loves it.”

“He will; strapless is a bold move; it’s not too bulky, and you’re pulling it off perfectly.”

“Oh, thank you again, by the way, on the night before the wedding, it’s a tradition that the bride and groom sleep apart.”

“Yet, you broke the tradition not to have sex or move in together before marriage.”

“Good one, smart-ass, but would it be okay if I slept over? I can sleep on the couch if you’d like. But, I’m sure even if it’s not sexual, you wouldn’t want to sleep with me in your bed.”

‘I can’t go that far; I’d be too tempted,’ I thought, scanning her figure again. “I don’t mind, Veronica. I mean, we’re gonna be sisters, so I’m sure it’ll be cool.”

She nodded, came to me, and hugged me. “I love you, Claudia.”

“I love you too, Veronica,” I added, hugging her back. ‘And I want to fuck the shit out of you. But, now, I have you spending the night with me, so what can go wrong with that?’

As that night came along, we found ourselves on the couch on opposite ends.

I had to peek over at her. ‘Well, we might be watching the cheesy wedding movie Maid Of Honor, but you’re putting on the real show, you have your panties sticking out there, and your bra straps are out there too. But, of course, you’re just in black gym shorts and a white tank top too, so there’s skin to be seen. I’m trying my best to watch the movie, but damn.’

“You can’t beat the rom-com wedding classics, huh?”

“Um, sure.”

“Do you ever see getting married?”

“I have no idea; I’m sure if it happens, it’ll happen.”

“Okay, I’m just throwing it out there, but I know a few people I could set you up with if you’d like. I know a lot of guys, or even some girls if you’d like.”

I paused the movie. “I’m sorry, you think I’m a lesbian?”

“Well, not there’s anything wrong with that as Jerry Seinfeld would say, but am I just completely wrong?”

I sighed. “No, I’ve been with a few ladies before. Have you ever been with one?”

“No, but I like to think I’d be open if it were the right woman under the correct circumstances too.”

“Cool, I’m sure whatever woman you ended up with would be really lucky. From what I can see right now, they’d be in for a treat. I don’t know what you look like naked, but still, you’re stunning.”

“Well, thank you,” she said, before pecking my cheek. “You’re a sweet lady.”

I nodded and played the movie. Then she unexpectedly came over to me and cuddled with me. As she couldn’t see my face, my eyes widened, and I had to wrap my arms around her too. She threw a wrench into my plan where I didn’t let her know I wanted to have sex with her.

I vibrated a bit, but she didn’t speak a word about it. Instead, her head lay on my shoulder as I felt her side on mine. Added to the fact that I had my arms around her too, I was in heaven and hell, so to speak. So, we finished the movie in that same position, but didn’t talk at all.

‘Wow, either you’re blind, or just screwing with me, Veronica. My panties are soaked, and I’m sweating up a storm. I’ve fucked every one of Gary’s girlfriends since he was twenty and I was eighteen. I’m not proud of it, but it’s true. Now he has a fiancé, and she’s probably the sexiest one out of all his girlfriends. Of course, we’re gonna be family, so it’s understandable you’d might cuddle with me, but shit. I swear, if I got to have sex with you, I know it’d be bad, but oh so good too.’

Anyway, after the movie ended, she calmly rose and stretched. “So, is it cool if I sleep with you tonight?”

“Um, sure, that’s fine,” I muttered, vibrating.

“Well, may I take a shower first?”

I immediately pictured her naked, even with my eyes open.

“Claudia?”

“Yes, go ahead.”

She immediately took off her top and shorts. “Do you have towels in the bathroom?”

“Yes.”

“Cool,” she added, before waving and strolling to the bathroom.

Although, before she got there, I noticed she brought her hands to her back and undid her bra. My eyes widened again, and I couldn’t help, but jiggle a bit. I licked my lips and even let my hand back into my panties again.

Yet, she still wasn’t done because she stopped as she was only a few feet in front of the bathroom. I looked away for a second, but then I noticed that she pushed down her underwear as well. My pussy let out another orgasm just at the sudden sight.

I wasn’t sure what to think about her actions, but then she glanced back at me. “You could save a little water if you just shower with me, Claudia, if that’d be okay. You won’t have to do it tomorrow either, but I’m just throwing it out there,” she explained, before turning around.

Needless to say, I felt thrills surging throughout my body as I got the image of her fully nude figure. Oddly enough, she failed to say a word and let me soak in her body from a small distance down the hall. She was out there, and for whatever reason, she allowed it to happen.

I still couldn’t put my finger on what she was thinking, but then she ambled back to me and put her hand out. I looked at her face, and she nodded. I didn’t know what to expect by accepting her offer, but I took her hand, and she helped me up with her. I made sure not to stare, but it was like resisting candy.

She smooched my cheek, and then she escorted me to the bathroom. She turned on the light and brought me to the center of the bathroom. She grabbed my top and took it off me. She smiled and pushed down my shorts as well.

“Well, it may sound cliche sense you told me, but you’re stunning too,” she complimented me, bringing her hands to my back. “May I?”

I nodded, and then she took my bra off me. She had to view my boobs as well, and she eyefucked them for a few seconds before she lowered herself to her knees as well. She made eye contact with me again and grabbed my panties.

I failed to give her any signal, but then she calmly took them down. I felt a little bashful and covered my private parts, but she nonchalantly came up with me again. She gently pulled my arms away again and took my hand.

She turned on the shower water and brought me into the shower with her. Again, she had me get in the front and have the water get me. Oddly enough, again, she was extra nice and even washed my hair for me.

‘It’s a good thing the water is going, so she can’t notice the cum leaking. Damn, woman, you’re even pushing your tits on my back. Shit, Gary, you picked a diamond. She’s crazy and beautiful.’

“I’m just saying, Claudia, I’m marrying your brother, so we’re family. I’ve certainly enjoyed the time we’ve spent together,” she mentioned, getting all the shampoo in my hair. “Time to rinse.”

I pushed my hair forward and let my hair rinse. I felt rather taken care of, but I still wasn’t sure of her reason. Anyway, then she doused my luffa too and began washing my body as well. I jolted nonstop and breathed heavily too, but she still didn’t speak about it.

I continued to feel the gratification, even if nothing actually sexual took place. I couldn’t help but relish everything. Even though I knew the feelings were wrong, I couldn’t help, but enjoy them. Feeling her scrub my body was amazing, and I had to peek at her a few times.

She smiled right back at me and pecked my cheek again too. Then she had me rinse my body, and I turned to her. I took the opportunity to look over her figure again, and she handed the loofa to me.

It was all ready to go, but I couldn’t just start washing her. With every passing second, I felt even more attracted to her. Whether she knew it or not, it was happening in real-time, and I wasn’t sure I’d make it out of the shower without giving myself away.

“All you do is bring the loofa to my chest and scrub it,” she advised me, doing it for me. “Now, you get the rest of my body. By the way, my breasts won’t bite.”

I nodded and lazily pushed the loofa on her. I legitimately attempted to wash her, but it was no easy task. She stood there and waited for me to get the job done the best I could. Needless to say, the difficulty level for me rose several levels.

I couldn’t put the right pressure on her to properly clean her, but yet she took it upon herself to help me do it. I couldn’t formulate actual words, but it seemed like she was talking without talking. Still, I couldn’t be sure what her intention was, but I still loved it.

“You may get me all over, Claudia. There’s no need to be afraid; my pussy won’t bite either. You can rub it all over and get it so clean; no one will know how dirty I am on the inside.”

I shot her the lustiest look I could muster and suddenly moved my lips to hers. From one second to the next, even just with kissing, I crossed that line. I pushed my bosoms on hers and even had her go onto the back wall too.

I grabbed her arms tightly and kissed her like a lover. Even though it was wrong, it still felt oh so right. I couldn’t help it, but she didn’t stop me. She just let it happen and even let palms on my butt too.

I wasn’t even thinking about that; I just got in a thirty-second kiss before I parted my lips. “Fuck, I’m sorry, Veronica,” I apologized, backing away.

I didn’t utter a word, but neither did she for a moment. I found myself frozen for a few seconds, but then I got out. I grabbed a towel, wrapped it around myself, and went right to my bedroom. I shut the door and lied down.

“Well, the cat is out of the bag now. Shit, why couldn’t I control myself?”

I stayed in there alone for twenty minutes, and I had no idea what Veronica was doing exactly. Of course, I hoped for the best, but of course, all bets were off.

After those twenty minutes, I heard a knock on the door. “Claudia, may I come in, please?”

I sighed and bit down on my bottom lip.

“I promise, I’m not mad, and I haven’t told your brother.”

I sighed again and went to the door.

I opened it. “I’m sorry, Veronica.”

“It’s okay, but may I still sleep with you? I was planning on wearing my bra and panties here, and maybe even my tank top and shorts if it’d make you feel better, but you’re naked.”

“Well, you know I’m attracted to you, so I’m conflicted.”

“Does Gary know?”

“Of course not; how could I tell him I want to bone his fiancé or any of his other girlfriends.”

“His other girlfriends?” she asked, crossing her arms.

“I don’t mean he’s seeing someone else,” I made clear, grabbing her arms. “I meant the ladies he’s seen previously.”

“I understood what you meant, Claudia,” she giggled, coming in with me.

She shut the door too, but came to me. “I think you’re a beyond dazzling woman, Claudia. You have pretty long black hair here,” she complimented me, feeling the ends of it while she was only a couple inches in front of me. “Of course, you have a smoking hot body too. I must ask, have you ever made a move on one of Gary’s girlfriends before?”

“Yes, I’m not gonna lie to you, Veronica, but I hope you don’t judge me. I’ve done it with seven of his past girlfriends when he was with them.”

“Wow, seven of them? And he has no idea about it?”

“I have no idea if he actually does, though. If he has the slightest clue, he’s never said a word. But, holy shit, you’re quite the beauty too. I didn’t expect to see and feel you, but wow, I’m at a loss for words.”

“Thank you, just for the record, I’ve seen you check me out before, but I didn’t know until you kissed me that you were serious about it. I don’t think you should be ashamed; that’s why I didn’t push you off me. Crushes are normal, but doing it with seven of Gary’s past girlfriends is not something to brag about, though. Well, at least not to him,” she added, taking my hands and bringing them to her bra.

She nodded, but yet, I couldn’t just take it off her. I couldn’t believe she seemed to be putting herself out there, but yet, I was unable to just leap in that direction. As we were almost the same height, she easily moved her lips to mine.

She just kissed me in a not so friendly fashion. I couldn’t stop her, but I was frozen again. She kept her lips on mine for over a minute, ut towards the end of it, she brought her hands to mine and undid her bra herself.

I felt her put a gap between us without parting her lips, and she dropped her bra. Then she even retook my hands and brought them to her breasts. She added to that by covering my hands with hers.

I felt the intimacy with her, but I had to back away a few later. “No, Veronica, this can’t happen. You’re marrying my brother tomorrow.”

“I know, Claudia,” she agreed, pushing down her underwear too. “But right now,” she added, pushing her tits on mine and wrapping her arms around me. “Tonight, it’s only you and me,” she reminded me, before kissing me.

Needless to say, she pounced on my weakest spot, and there was nothing I could do about it. But, whether she was bisexual or was making it an expectation just for me, I couldn’t help but take her up on that.

After a beyond pleasurable moment, she gently took her lips off mine and brought me to the bed again. We sat next to each other without speaking for a moment, but then she retook my hand and kissed me.

Then we both felt each other’s legs and just made out slowly for a couple of minutes. I knew her panties were off, but I didn’t go feeling around her crotch area. I just relished the intimacy and love she wanted to give me.

Regardless of the reason, I had to accept it, but she wanted to enrich the effects of her gift. She brought her lips off mine again and felt my jugs again. I wasn’t confident again what she was thinking, but I was still locked in by then.

“Wow, Gary has one elegant younger sister, no wonder you swayed those seven ladies. Am I the first white one you went after, though?”

“No, I’ve gone after white and black ones. Of course, I’m biased, but you’re my favorite. Not because you’re black, but because you’re the sweetest and sexiest too.”

“I’ll be biased and not biased simultaneously: that was wrong to mess all those ladies because Gary is your brother, and you should respect him. Now that I’m naked here with you, maybe it’s their fault,” she explained, before she leaned down to my breasts.

From one second to the next, I felt her licking my left nipple. She didn’t even start slow; she attacked it and titillated me immediately. I leaned back, but put my hands out to support myself. I watched her officially cheat on Gary, but I couldn’t stop her.

“Oh, Veronica,” I moaned, shaking a bit.

She failed to stop but looked right back at me. She kept her hands on my boobs and performed a sexy action I could only imagine happening before. I moved back and forth a bit, but she kept going on my tits.

She licked both of my nipples and kissed me all over my chest. My pussy soiled the bed too, but I thought that was a good thing. She also stayed on my side for the time being, but I surely knew I poked the sexual bear inside her, and she had a lot of growling to put forth.

I wanted to feel her head, but I had to support myself to stay upright and watch her please me. I loved her like a sister-in-law, but of course, she was widdling away on that and creating something new.

I felt her tongue go all over both of my nipples and even press her lips on them as well. I felt my defenses not only going down because of the pleasure, but then the emotions spiked because we both knew it was wrong, but oh so right too.

“You’re even making those licking sounds. You’re better than all seven of those ladies already.”

“And I haven’t even started yet,” she mentioned, dropping a hand down to my pussy.

That made me angle my head back. I had her both devouring my nipples, but fingering nonstop as well. All I could do was fight the thrills and deal with them the best I could. She rubbed my lips down there quickly and indeed got more of my juice out too.

I quaked the bed enough for the both of us, but didn’t speak much after her last line. I was just in heaven, and nothing and no one could make it better. She switched between my nipples and certainly allowed me to react in my own way.

Even though I made it difficult to keep going and didn’t pay the attention she deserved, she just allowed me to keep feeling the pleasure the best she could dole it out. I still had to try to comprehend why, even when I was having trouble even breathing right.

I couldn’t help it, but after five minutes, I yanked her face to mine and kissed her. “Oh, I love you, Veronica.”

“I’m not doing this to make you hate me,” she made clear, lowering herself down to my pussy.

Without delay, and placed her hands on my thighs and went to it. I felt her tongue come onto my twat, and she used it in the sexiest way possible. That time, I had to fall straight back and endure the gratification.

I tried to clench up my body the best I could, but I quickly knew I was a little cub, and she was a mean, but sexy grizzly bear. So, it was just a matter of time before I had to scream. Even though she was only licked my lips, it was unbelievably wonderful.

She did it slowly, and even at that, I was already in love, so to speak. I remained lying back for the first few minutes, but made myself bring my head up slightly to see her. She wasn’t looking back at me, but it didn’t matter.

She was giving me the sincerest form of affection, and that was the best thing she could do for me. I felt like she was giving me pure torture in a way because it felt so good that it hurt. I had bad feelings about fucking her because she was Gary’s fiancé, but I didn’t stop it again.

All I did was continue to shake the bed and enjoy both physical and emotional luxuries as well. She even massaged my thighs and licked me slightly inside my slit too. I couldn’t see it, but I felt it. She indeed gave me that physical feeling, but we both knew it was making me love her.

She did just that by flinging her tongue all over my cunt, and even holding me tight too. I surely couldn’t keep myself down, but she helped me with that. Nevertheless, she was still using fire to ignite me, so we were both burning, and it was a matter of time until it got out of control.

“Oh fuck yes, Veronica, damn, that feels good.”

I heard her giggle, but she didn’t stop. But, she did gently grab my hands and bring them to her head. So, she made me do what I desired and feel her going down on me. Even though her mouth wasn’t on the back of her head, I still felt it moving as she ate me out.

So, that created an even broader image of that lovely sight, even as I couldn’t see it. I felt her lips and mouth move ever so slowly, but she still had quite the fierce tongue to work with as well. She teased me with it as it went inside my pussy several times, but it never stayed long.

She brought her fingers over to my beaver and rubbed it hard as well. Once she did, I had to look at her again, but that time, she looked right back at me again. Her eyes said everything and more, but neither of us spoke with our mouths.

She used both of her hands to spread out my lips and stuck her tongue in there deep. That made the sudden eye contact get sacrificed. I had to cover my face with both hands and relish something so bad and good at the same time.

I felt her smoothly rubbing her tongue all over my pussy walls, and she proved it to be even more wonderful than her licking my lips from the outside. Of course, I moved my body back and forth, but still, she managed to keep me down to eat me out properly.

I felt to be sweating away more and more with every passing second, but I still loved it. She licked my pussy both inside and out and rubbed those delicate lips too. So, she had all of her bases covered, except she still needed to pull me up with her.

So, after another moment, she did just that, but I had to display my love for her. So, I placed my hand on her face and made out with her again. Our boobs touched marginally, but it was really the chemistry that mattered there.

She couldn’t help, but keep fingering me throughout our make-out session, though. With that, I had to feel her cherry as well. She proved we certainly had connections to each other, but it just remained unclear where they came from, though.

Nevertheless, after a couple of minutes, she parted her lips and began kissing her way down back to my snatch. Again, she made it back there after a moment of kissing, but that time, I stayed upright and watched her.

I also felt her head again and painted an even sexier picture of what she was doing. She kept each hand on my thighs and held them as tightly as possible as she ate me out like a pro. I had other ladies do it before; she was on a whole other level.

“Yes, just like that, Veronica,” I moaned, moving her head and my crotch back and forth. “Fuck yes, that’s the sweet spot. I hope you like that juice because it’s all for you.”

She giggled again but didn’t stop. I saw her face, and from what I could see, I had it completely soaked. That only compromised my defenses and systems because it was even hotter when I knew that.

Even with my juice attacking her face, she kept her eye open to watch me. She saw the results firsthand and seemed to love it more than life itself. So, she couldn’t help, but to keep going. Feeling her go down on me was great on its own, but knowing she loved it was a whole new sensation.

She inserted a couple of fingers into my snatch even let them thrust too. So, she was perfect in my eyes, but yet, she wanted to milk me for all she could get. Whether or not we’d be best friends after that night was irrelevant because we were in that moment making each other feel good.

I had to shed tears as well, but that didn’t turn her off at all. In fact, it made her even more fierce and loving too. She called me hers’s, so to speak, and claimed me as the pleasure recipient I was. That brought out emotions but was worth it.

She did take a small break. “I do love your bush too.”

“Good, I’ve always thought having one was sexier than shaving down there. I’ll trim, but that’s it.”

“Sweet, keep it just in case I find myself between your legs again, woman,” she warned me, before going down on me.

“Does this party ever end then?” I asked, lying back.

“No,” she answered, climbing up on top of me.

She kissed me again, but then rose to let her bosoms hang out over my face. So, I took her invitation to that party by grabbing them and bringing her nipples to my mouth. I kissed each of them several times, but then I had to lick them.

“Yes, take what’s so bad, yet, so good. I know Gary wouldn’t like it, but it doesn’t make anything feel bad, does it?”

“No.”

I couldn’t see her face so well, but we stared the best we could and eyefucked each other yet again. She even moved back and forth a bit, but I still had her melons in my hands, so I followed them easily.

I couldn’t lick them as easily in that position, but I still loved the feeling. Of course, the actual taste was expected, but it was the sexual taste that was out of this world. I let my tongue go over her nipples from bottom to top and vice versa several times, and I saw the results.

She twitched repeatedly and kept the juice flowing out of her slit too. Although, she cut that short when she had us both go down completely. She kissed me again as our bodies pressed together yet again.

I didn’t speak, but it seemed she had the same feelings I did. So, her lips drifted yet again let her knockers dangle above my face again. That time, she made it easier for me to see her face. I licked those delicate nipples again, but she still decided to finger me again.

“Sisters have got to work together, don’t they?”

I nodded and kept going on her. Once again, I switched between those two nipples roughly every thirty seconds and kept her jiggling nonstop. Needless to say, the hotter I got her, the more sexual she got with me as well.

“Yes, titillate me, Claudia, do it as I finger you nonstop. Who says just because I’m getting married in eighteen hours means we can’t have some girl/girl fun? Don’t worry; I’ll be sure to let you feel and taste my melons once I get pregnant.”

“Thank you, creepy lady.”

“Don’t mention it,” she replied, before shoving a couple of fingers in my pussy. “I think we’ll get along perfectly.”

I nodded again and moved to her other nipple. I moved my head all-around, ensuring my tongue licked all over her nipple. I made sure to titillate her better than anyone else if only because of the emotional and sexual rage we put forward to each other.

We loved the pleasure, but it came that rage made us love each other so much that we might’ve hated each other slightly. It appeared that way. Nevertheless, we were gonna see how it all worked out, though.

Judging by the looks we gave each other, it really could’ve happened, but we needed to wait. With us milking each other with lesbian lust and love, we’d get to our breaking points and need to lean on each other, so to speak.

Unlike her, though, I took her entire nipple into my mouth. That got her to slant her head back and suspend her fingering too. So, I got to be in the driver’s seat, but it only made me want to fuck her so much more. I didn’t lose sight of the moral thing, but it was still rather cloudy.

“Oh, yes,” she moaned, pulling me back up with her. “Oh, Gary has no idea his little sister a sexual lethal weapon. You have quite the sexy lady; I could tell that when I met you. I just had no idea you had a thing for me. Yet, here you are, sucking on my nipple,” she let out, encasing her arms around me as I sat on her lap. “Suck on them like you’ll die if you don’t, so make it count.”

I nodded yet again, and she brought my hands to her butt. So, I felt her in more ways than one. She also scrubbed my stomach with her slit, so she kept herself jerking around frequently as well.

In doing so, she pushed her boobs on my face and enticed the thrills a bit more. I took it upon myself to caress her delicate butt cheeks as well. They felt as smooth as can be as I let my palms glide over them.

“Oh, I bet your brother has no idea just how kinky you are.”

I shook my head no, and I couldn’t resist, but to find my way over towards her twat. I let my right hand dig under her butt cheeks and feel her down there. That made her attack me with her breath, but I didn’t mind.

I held one butt cheek and played with her cherry with my other hand. I couldn’t see it happen, but I felt it all too well. I moved my fingers back and forth towards her slit and made her quake the bed a bit herself.

So, she grabbed my shoulders as hard as she could and made me rattle around right along with her. I loved the driver’s seat; it made me feel in control, and I was feeling extra remarkable considering who she was.

Feeling her juice coming onto mine just got me more than revved up, but adding that the taboo nature of our sexual adventure made everything still go in both directions, being right and wrong. So I continued to switch nipples too, and even fingers on her snatch.

“Oh, you are a lesbo, Claudia. I knew it, woman.”

“Shut up,” I ordered her, coming back together again.

I kissed her, but lied down. She immediately got onto her knees and right over me too. She let her pussy right over my mouth, and I helped myself to that wonderful set of lips with some hair above it.

She even lowered herself a tad and gave perfect access. We watched each other as I returned the favor to her, but in a different position. I grabbed her thighs as well and held them somewhat hard.

I wanted to keep her secure and ready to accept the thrills right back. Instead, she placed her hands on her hips and prepared herself to take all the gratification too. I still had no idea how much experience she had, but I was about to prove I had more.

I licked her lips all over just as she did for me, but I sure had a better plan to get off rather than teasing her. So after only a few slathering moments, I spread out her lips down there and let my tongue in there deep.

“Oh, I pegged you right, yet wrong too. You don’t mess around, Claudia.”

“Not when it comes to splendid women,” I muttered, before going at her again.

She caressed her boobs that time but kept her eyes on mine. She moved her breasts all around, creating an even better sight to see. I loved watching her as I sucked on her nipples, but when I got a crack at her twat, the scales tipped even further towards the sexy side.

“I hope you like my juice because I have an endless supply to share with you. I hope you’re ready for it.”

“I am, and if I get to eat you out again, then keep this bush too.”

“I will, but don’t think I’m about to have an affair with you. If I do have sex with you again, it’ll be a while until then.”

“I understand.”

I stuck that tongue back in past her lips yet again and grabbed her butt cheeks. They were perfect for grabbing onto and holding as tightly as possible. Even with that, she was still uncontrollable, but I loved it that way.

She kept pushing her cherry on my mouth, forcing me to take even more of it in there. I gladly accepted responsibility and ran with it. I even took it a step further by pushing on her butt. So, she unleashed my kinky side and was more than willing to deal with me.

“Oh, yes, you’re a lesbian, Claudia. There’s nothing wrong with that; in fact, I love it. I don’t think I’ve ever had anyone eat me out like this; you’re a natural.”

I sucked her lips into my mouth as much as I could and felt the jolting on my mouth so much more. It got a little uncomfortable, but I wasn’t letting that distract me at all. First, I had to close my eyes, but then I envisioned the action even better.

Whether I did that or saw her, she still had me loving the results. I felt her whirl around like an inflatable man at the used car lots, so I knew she was losing it already. So I didn’t even tease her; I just went for it and made her love it.

I also pressed my lips onto hers down there on and off, ensuring I wooed her to the best of my abilities, giving her thrills, but not too much, though. I proved to her I could be her sexy sister-in-law and that I wasn’t afraid of sexual taboos either.

Once I saw her looking right back down at me as I ate her out, nothing, and no one was gonna screw it up. I loved Gary, but of course, he was marrying one of the sexiest ladies in the world, and I needed a piece of her.

Having her push her pussy on my mouth as I fucked her was the bee’s knees, so to speak. I got to see the serene results of her loving it. Whether or not she had a thing for all women, or just specifically me, didn’t matter.

She rubbed my head and gave the lustiest yet a loving look imaginable. It said everything because she knew what we were doing wasn’t okay either, but it still felt out of this world indeed. It became even more evident when she took my hands in hers.

She held them tight as we continued to eyeball each other. I kept my tongue moving ever so slowly, but still going in there somewhat deep. I could only guess that she was losing it, but still, I couldn’t be sure.

I had to wait and see, but I was sure I’d know soon when she needed to explode. In the meantime, our chemistry levels soared, and so did the love. I knew by then I’d keep her being good, if only that she’d lose me if she divorced my brother.

If I accomplished one thing besides satisfying my desire to have sex with her, then it was that. She kept her crotch moving somewhat, but as I kept eating her out, she couldn’t just push her twat on my mouth; she had it going all over.

“I like that, Claudia; I like that a lot. Stick that tongue in there so deep; your tongue gets tangled up in there. That way, Gary will get so jealous, don’t you think? You’ll have the biggest case of sibling rivalry going on here. I wouldn’t want to pressure your relationship there because I think you just might win. You know the way to a woman’s heart is through her pussy, and you’re working me like mad. Dare I ask: how long have you wanted to fuck me?”

“Since I met you, you’re one ravishing woman. I could fuck you all night long, but you’re getting married tomorrow, so you need your sleep.”

“Yes, I’ll have to sleep on the couch, though, or I might be tempted with your naked body so close to me.”

“I have that effect on people,” I added, caressing her cherry. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of; it’s good you can admit it.”

“I can confess it to you anyway,” she mentioned, getting off me.

She pulled me up with her and kissed me again. I didn’t speak, but she was looking for some quiet intimacy then. Although, that only lasted a minute because she got in one more peck on the head before bringing her cunt onto mine.

Then she pulled my right leg up and wrapped her arms around it. She looked down at me as she began tribbing with me and even let my leg feel her tits too. So, it wasn’t as comfortable in that position, but it was still sexy as hell.

I felt our pussies scrubbing together, and we got a big workout with our backs moving around nonstop. But, we didn’t let that slow us down; we just kept going on each other until we needed to take a break.

With the love and chemistry we had, we were pushing ourselves more and more. So even though she was getting married the next day, we were going all out and screaming all the way down as well.

I grabbed her legs as hard as I could, but it was difficult still in that position. Nevertheless, seeing her shaking jugs alone made me want to go all night with her too. She didn’t utter a word, but eyeballed me as she kept her snatch moving on mine.

She also helped herself to see my moneymakers shake around as well. So, we used each other physically and emotionally to go nuts and make the bed quake. We both also had sweat going down our bodies like we were in the electric chair.

It was for a good reason, so we still weren’t about to let it get us down. We still went for the gold medal in making this one hot fuck session for us. Making a giant bang right before she got hitched. I couldn’t speak for her, but everything started to melt, so to speak.

I tried to keep everything as real as possible, but the sex took on a life of its own. I saw her so much more than a future sister-in-law, but one hot piece of ass to eyefuck, but love too. My leg started to get numb after a few minutes, but again, I loved it all the way.

“Do you love me now, Claudia? Are you ready to welcome me to the family now? I think your parents like me, and my parents like Gary, but what about you? You’re the sister of the groom, so you’re quite important too, you know? You never signed off on me, did you? That’s alright; I think I passed the test by now, right?”

“Yes, woman.”

“Your pussy feels so good on mine; I love it, Claudia. I love feeling our bushes together, too; it’s creating one hot superstorm. Do you feel me pushing them together? Well, do you?”

“Yes, yes, yes, Veronica,” I moaned, grabbing my boobs.

I had to look away too so I could deal with the pleasure. Looking at her was screwing me up a bit. I tried to last the best I could, but I was still dealing with fire, and she was burning like an inferno. She brought her hands down my stomach and used that for leverage, so she was losing it.

I managed to glimpse at her from time to time, and she couldn’t peek back at me either. So, I had all the evidence I needed to know how out of it she was getting as well. So, it was just a sexy wick-burning away and waiting to run out too.

I felt my slut getting raw, even though we both still had cum coming out nonstop. I felt the burn whether we were going nuts or going slowly. Either way, we were burning away, but at the same time, we were solutions to put it out too.

We’d have to clash down, but yet, we’d have each other to bring one another out of our crashes. We’d have to be there, and turn off our sexual switches, and make them go to the loving ones. I was ready for it, but yet, I wanted to go all out too.

Although, she pulled a different move by releasing my leg and tugging me up with her. “I could use a sister; I’m an only child,” she whispered, before kissing me and wrapping her arms around me. “Just don’t point out the obvious, got it?” she pondered, prior to kissing me.

“I understand,” I murmured, before we both lied down on our sides.

We wrapped our arms around each other and made out like horny lesbian lovers before we eventually slept together. I surely knew I loved pussy, but I couldn’t say if my love for it were bigger than hers. Either way, on that night before the wedding, I came to like Veronica a lot more by doing something so bad, yet, so good.

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“Cheater!” she said to herself. “You cheated on him and he left you. You deserve what he did to you. He probably thinks this last year and a half was just a joke to you.”

Her eyes welled up, but she fought back the urge to cry and shook her head to clear her thoughts.

She looked at herself in the mirror as the bass beat thumped loudly. Her dark straight hair framed her face. She noticed she went a little too dark in her eyes, but it matched her mood. Everyone called her gorgeous, or beautiful, but she didn’t see it. She just thought she was regular, maybe slightly above average. Her body, though, well she knew that was hot. Other girls jostled her as they all tried to touch up their makeup.

Cheater! You cheated on him and he left you. You deserve what he did to you. He probably thinks this last year and a half was just a joke to you.

Her eyes welled up, but she fought back the urge to cry and shook her head to clear her thoughts.

“Come on Sweets!” her friend, Trinity, called. “You’re holding up the procession! Let’s go!”

Quickly putting on her best fake smile, she allowed Trinity and her other friends to drag her out to the dance floor.

The four girls danced loosely together amongst the hot and sweaty New York crowd. They did the usual girl dancing things, flirting with each other, having mock sex and rubbing against each other. But she wasn’t really into it.

What club is this again? She couldn’t remember the name, or if she had even been here before or not. Ever since Jonathan…

No! she rebuked herself. We are not thinking about him tonight!

Some guy calling himself Stefano brought her a drink which she quickly downed. He took that as her having fallen instantly in love with him. She caught Emily’s eye, though, who proceeded to run Stefano off the dance floor.

“Thanks hon!” she hollered to Emily upon her return.

“Anything for you, Sweets. He wasn’t your type?”

“I’ve had enough Guidos, thank you very much.”

Emily lowered her head, remembering that Jonathan was Italian. Emily hugged her brunette friend.

“Sorry honey, I’ll remember next time.”

More drinks came by, more attempted pickups and the same number of rebuffs followed. She just couldn’t get excited about any guys right now.

I gave him everything, everything I had. I did things… nasty things, sexy things, painful things. . And he gave you… all that he could, but you knew that going in.

Suddenly, she felt hands slip around her waist from behind. But before she could turn and slap the offending asshole, a girls voice hollered in her ear.

“Hey lover! It’s me, Jennifer…” Jennifer spun her around so they faced each other.

She didn’t recognize Jennifer at all.

“Remember?” continued Jennifer. “Two nights ago, over on 54th?Jen?”

The raucous dancing crowd forced them into a close hug. She stared into Jen’s gorgeous face, leaned in and softly kissed her lovely mouth. She snaked her hand down under Jen’s ultra-short dress and cupped her sex. She felt the sweat between Jen’s legs, and the heat, and she slipped a finger between her pussy lips, finding it nice and damp.

“Oh God!” exclaimed Jen. “You do remember!”

She slipped a second finger inside Jen’s pussy, finding her opening and curling her fingers up inside. Nobody on the floor seemed to notice the two girls as she manipulated Jen’s pussy expertly.

Jonathan would touch me like this, sometimes in public. He loved making me cum. Goddammit.

She tried to concentrate on Jen and sped up her hand. The EDM music soared to a peak, and held, and she rapidly frigged Jen’s pussy. When the ”Drop” hit, she forced all four fingers inside Jen and tried to lift her off the ground. Unsuccessful at getting Jen airborne, the sudden increase in pressure nevertheless brought Jen to a stunning orgasm as the crowd went wild with the music.

Jennifer leaned on her as she came, drenching her fingers. She gently pushed Jen to a sitting position on a planter, and promptly left without a word.

She knew she was turned on, she could feel it in her pussy when she walked. It felt good. She hated that. She wanted to feel nothing. She went to the bar for a few shots of “nothing.”

Forcing her way to the bar, she ordered three shots of Jose Cuervo. The bartender lined them up and poured, and went for the salt and some limes. She waved him off; that shit makes Jose almost tolerable. She wanted this to hurt.

She knocked back the first shot and winced as her throat burned from the rotgut concoction.

Did he ever love me? He told me twice that he did. Twice in eighteen months.

She downed number two.

I never should have cheated.

She didn’t even feel the third one go down.

He’s ghosted me, and I miss him so goddamned much.

“Hey baby!” a smooth operator said as he laid a hand on her shoulder. “What’s your name? I was thinking—“

“Don’t think,” she interrupted. “Just go.”

He walked away and was replaced immediately by a tall dusky Latino woman, who just leaned on the bar and stared into her eyes.

“What’s your name, sweetheart?”

“Doesn’t matter.”

“Well, I’m Linda. It’s nice to meet you.” Linda held out her hand for a shake.

She took Linda’s hand, and put it to her own lips, kissing her fingers. She then put Linda’s hand to her heart.

“Your heart is still beating,” replied Linda as she looked at the empty shot glasses. “In case you were wondering. Honey, nobody is worth this.”

“He was.”

Linda was so pretty, she thought. Jonathan would love her; large natural breasts, lovely hips and an ass that went on for days, and lips that you could kiss for days after that.

I want her to use me. I’m just a toy for people to use and then discard.

She grabbed Linda’s hand and marched her to the ladies room. Pushing on the stall doors, none yielded until they got to the last one; the oversized handicapped unit.

Linda closed the latch amongst a few catcalls from other girls, and pushed her against the tile wall. The two girls kissed frantically; Linda enjoying this beautiful young thing, knowing she could totally take control of her.

“Wipe the seat, slut.”

She grabbed some tissues and wiped it best as she could. Linda sat down with her legs wide open.

Without any further ado, she got on her knees on the dirty floor. Placing her hands on Linda’s thighs, she lowered her face in to her new friend’s pussy. Linda pushed herself forward for a better angle.

Linda tasted delicious, but she didn’t want to enjoy this. She wanted Linda to cum as much as she could. So she pressed her face into Linda’s ripening pussy.

Jonathan would lick me like this. Jonathan, do you even think of me anymore?

She frantically licked Linda up and down, pressing her tongue as hard as she could into this lovely pussy. She drove her nose in deep; she wanted her face soaked.

Linda grabbed her by the back of the head and pulled her in tighter. Linda felt her orgasm approaching; this raunchy little bitch sure knew how to get down to business. Linda smiled as she got closer and closer, she had a little extra something for this hot little sub.

She felt Linda’s body tense up as her own pussy quivered.

Stop it! I am just to be used!

Linda jerked and froze as her orgasm swept over her. Moaning like a wildcat, the other gals in the ladies room hooted and hollered and banged on the metal dividing walls.

Linda relaxed and started to pee.

No! I’m not this much of a slut, am I!

She tried to pull back, but Linda had a death grip on her head. She closed her mouth as the hot liquid sprayed her chin.

Not for her, not even for that bastard Jonathan who won’t even let me tell him I’m sorry and I miss him.

She pushed away hard, while Linda let her go and just laughed. She fell back on the somewhat wet floor; and she knew what it was wet from.

Linda stepped out of the stall to great applause. She bowed and then made a waving motion to the open door.

“Step right in for a good cunt licking!”

She started to get up but was immediately pushed down on her back on the cold tile floor by a good sized girl.

“Eat me, pretty bitch.”

And this new girl plopped down and started face fucking her.

Yes. I deserve this. But could she be any hairier? Just fuck my face. No… wait. Stop fingering me. Don’t… do…that… fuckkk…

And she came as the big girl on her face came, covering her face with girl goo. The girl got off but was quickly replaced by another.

She didn’t even know who was sitting on her face now. It was just another pussy using her, fucking her face. She licked and swallowed the best she could. And they kept playing with her pussy, too.

Stop making me cum… I don’t deserve any pleasure… oh fuck… I’m cumming again…

Another girl fucked her face and left her deposit, followed by two more.

Use me, degrade me…

And they did; the line of girls fucked her face and each left their deposit of girl cum on her face. She was a complete wet and sticky mess.

Security came in and cleared out the stall. They lifted her up and the nice lady tried to help her wash her face.

“Wait,” she said. “I want to remember this moment.” And she stared at her reflection. She barely recognized the female staring back at her; cheeks smeared from her mascara, tears running down her face, girl goo dripping from her chin…

“Honey, you should go home. Is there anyone I can call for you?”

She just shook her head, splashed her face, and went back out to the club. Still looking rather disheveled, she made her way through the crowd to the bar as several people pointed and snickered at her. She even heard a one chic say to her friends, “That’s the slut I was telling you about!”

As the bartender set her up three more Cuervos, a decent looking young man sidled up next to her.

“Who are you trying to drink away?” he asked.

“Everyone, everything.”

“Can I help?”

“You can pay, but that doesn’t mean anything.”

He bought hers and got himself three shots too. They toasted nothing in particular and downed the crappy tequila.

“Christ,” he complained. “You must be really mad at yourself to drink this.”

Her head spun as they downed the last shot.

Goddamn you Jonathan. I know I cheated but you’re killing me… I have to forget you but I can’t.

She looked back at this guy.

“Do you want to fuck me or not.”

“I do. I definitely do. Let’s go down to my place in the Village and—“

“No,” she cut him off. “Here. I’m not leaving this place.”

“Here? Ummm… gimme a second. Stay! Don’t move.”

“Then get me another drink.”

He ordered her another one and left for a couple minutes, apparently to scout out a location.

The bartender set down a shot glass full of tequila. She reached for it and knocked it over. It wasn’t her fault, the glass was blurry and seemed to be moving.

“Sweetheart, maybe you’ve had enough?”

She snarled at the bartender and he got her another one.

I can never love another like I did you. How could there be anybody like—

“Come on, ummm… I don’t even know your name.” The potential fucker had returned.

“Call me Sweets, if you have to name me.”

“Okay then Sweets. My name—“

She put a finger to his lips. “Don’t say another word unless you’re talking about fucking me.”

He dragged her through the club and the room swam before her. He had to catch her a couple times to keep her upright. They reached a rear area and found a beefy security guard standing there.

“Hey Tony,” the guard called. “Did you tell her?”

“Tell me what?” she asked, her voice sounding remote and far away.

Good. The pain is receding.

“There’s a place here, but Franco gets to watch.”

“Fine.”

Franco led the way to a small room and ushered the two inside. She leaned up against the racks of cleaning supplies and stuck her ass out suggestively.

“So? Start already. It’s not like I want any foreplay.”

Tony dropped his drawers, and she did appreciate his nice sized cock. She reached for it but missed.

Jonathan’s cock was this big too.

You ghosted me, Jonathan, but you’re still haunting me. How is that possible?

She grunted as Tony thrust up inside her. She was still soaking wet from her bathroom orgasms just ten minutes ago that he slipped in rather easily. It felt good to have a cock inside her again, it had been a month since Jonathan.

She steadied herself against the shelving, his thrusts threatened to unbalance her, and she was unsteady as it was.

Six tequilas? Or was it eight? And how many vodkas? But it’s worth it. I’m just enjoying getting fucked now. Why won’t you talk to me, Jonathan?

“Yeah baby!” shouted Tony. “Take it all, you fucking slut!”

Slightly annoyed at this outburst, she turned her head and shoved her ass back into him.

“Is that all you’ve got?”

He grabbed her hips and slammed into her, knocking some shit off the shelves.

“That’s it tiger! More!”

Tony reached around and grabbed her pussy hard, her clit getting scrunched up in his fist.

Oh god this feels so good. See what you’re missing Jonathan?

Her orgasm wracked her body hard and she began to slip down to the floor.

To his credit, Tony held her upright and didn’t let her fall. He half walked, half carried her a few feet to where large bags of salt were stacked. She collapsed on them while he continued to fuck her relentlessly for several minutes.

Oh my god! This guy knows how to fuck. Even Jonathan would’ve finished by now. Let’s get his number…

“Aaaauuughhhh!” cried Tony as he drove in hard and fired salvo after salvo of hot sperm deep into her. She loved that feeling of hot man cum inside her.

After about a minute of gasping, Tony stood up and grabbed her by hair. Spinning her around on her knees, he slapped her hard, then spit in her face and shoved his half-hard cock in her mouth.

“Clean it off, cunt.”

Maybe we won’t get his number.

She did love the taste, though. His sperm mixed with her cum reminded her of the older days, the happy days, the days when Jonathan —

“Alright alright!” said Franco as he pulled Tony aside.

“You’ve had her long enough.”

As one cock was pulled out of her mouth, another replaced it. She reveled in the smell of the sweaty man, it turned her on like no other scent.

He plowed her face hard, fucking her throat as hard as he could. She took it all in; she was a pro at this.

Thank you Jonathan, for teaching me how to suck cock so well. If you could see me now, what you’ve turned me into… a fucking club slut…

Franco grabbed the back of her head and forced his thick cock deeper and deeper into her throat. She felt Tony’s cum dripping out of her pussy and landing on her ankles. Great amounts of saliva began to ooze from her mouth as Franco furiously fucked her face. Her head began to spin from Franco fucking her so hard..

He better cum soon…

She tried to tighten her mouth around him but found she couldn’t focus her thoughts.

“Yessss,” moaned Franco. “You hot cunts are all the same… ignore me all night… but you’re all just cunts… here it comes… right down your throat! YESSSSS!”

She gagged as his jets of hot sperm shot down her throat. She swallowed as best she could, but then coughed half of it back up, splattering on his pants.

“Goddammit you little bitch!” He hoisted her up by her hair and spat in her face.

Look what you’ve done to me, Jonathan. How can I get you out of my heart… out of my head. God I want you back… Oh wait, Oh shit…

She felt it rising and put her hand over her mouth.

“Oh no you don’t!” And Franco hastily shoved her out of the supply room, out the rear fire exit and into the dirty alleyway behind the club.

She stumbled over a huge pile of garbage bags and fell amongst them. She got sick until it hurt, then got sick more.

I wish it was winter, then I could die out here. Laying with the trash, where I belong… just ‘poifect’.

But the streets of New York were still hot at 12:30 at night in the summer, and though she passed out amongst the refuse, she was in no danger of dying from exposure to the elements.

– – –

She woke with a start. She was on a couch in a strange living room, with a blanket over her and… men’s pajamas on.

“Hey sleepy head, how ya doin?”

He was tall, dark, and fairly handsome. And… somewhat familiar. She wondered if she met him in the club.

Oh god, the club, what… what all did I do? And ooooh my fucking head… and why do I smell good?

“There’s water there on the table, and ibuprofen.”

She groaned as she reached for the glass and pills. He had thoughtfully placed a straw in the glass, making it easier to take the pills.

He brought over a large cup of coffee.

“Cream? Sugar? Milk?”

She shook her head and accepted the coffee.

“Thanks,” she croaked.

“Drink as much as you can. I have orange juice too. You’re dehydrated, you know. Have some bacon, you need the salt to rebalance your electrolytes.”

She nibbled at the bacon, it did taste good. She was surprised her stomach would keep anything down, but she seemed to be able to.

They sat in comfortable silence for a couple minutes as she drank her coffee and crunched her bacon. This wasn’t the first time, lately, that she’d awoken in a strange place and not known who she was with. He was eating a plate of eggs and potatoes but she declined that. She began to look around.

“Restroom’s over there,” he pointed. “There’s a brand new toothbrush on the counter, it’s still sealed up.”

When she returned, she began to look for her things but didn’t see them.

“So, uh,where’s my stuff? I’ve gotta get going.”

“Why don’t you stick around for a bit and just rest, take it easy. I’m responsible for you, you know. I mean, I saved your life last night.”

“Look, thanks for taking care of me. But you didn’t save my life, I just passed out.”

“Blacked out is more like it. You were digging through the trash cons looking for something sharp to cut yourself with.”

“How do you know that?” she asked, sitting back down on the couch. She was still rather unstable and a few hours resting might be just fine, she reasoned.

“You were wailing about how you didn’t want to go on, and you said you wanted a big can lid to slice yourself. I guess you mean those big restaurant-sized food cans. A sharp lid from one of them would do some serious damage to you.”

She didn’t remember any of that, but she didn’t doubt it, either. Her friends told her a similar story last week.

I don’t know if I want to go on.

“Why don’t you tell me about Jonathan.”

“Why don’t you drive me home and leave me alone.”

“Can’t do that. I’m responsible for you, remember? Ancient Iroquois tradition. I must see you through the rest of your life, ensuring your happiness and safety.”

“Does that horseshit ever work?” she asked incredulously. “You’re as much of a Native American as I am.”

“Just once. I saved a girl once at a bar from an ugly guy and it got me laid. And I am 1.7% northeastern Native American, so I might be an Iroquois.”

He smiled at her and drank his coffee. He kept smiling at her.

Well this fucker has charm, at least. What the hell, I’ve thought I should go to a psychiatrist anyway…

“You want to know about Jonathan, do you? Get me some more coffee, if you would.”

And she talked and talked, telling him almost everything. Including her life as his submissive partner.

They talked back and forth for almost two hours, taking breaks to get crackers and cheese and some ginger ale to help settle her stomach.

She finally got to the end, tears streaming down her face as she spoke of the heartache, the terrible heartache of him just dropping her entirely.

“It just hurts so much… like nothing ever has before… he won’t even speak to me. I can’t, he won’t even let me apologize. He’s blocked my phone, my email, too.”

He held her close as they sat on the couch. She let it out, let it all out. For twenty minutes she cried like a baby and he just held her head against his chest and stroked her hair, his sweatshirt becoming a wet mess.

She finally cried herself out and began to return to normal.

“More ibuprofen?” He inquired.

She nodded as he extricated himself to get some more pills and water.

She laughed when he came back with a different sweatshirt. He sat down beside her again.

“Sorry, I haven’t let myself cry completely since he ghosted me.” She blew her nose. Just saying ‘he ghosted me’ gave her a visceral reaction in her gut.

“I mean, I’ve cried. But not like this, I wouldn’t allow it.”

“Honey, you have to allow yourself to feel your feelings, even the bad ones. If you don’t let them out, you’ll never get over them.”

She blew her nose again. “That’s what I’m afraid of, I don’t want to get over him. I don’t want to forget him.”

“You need to have some self-respect honey. You deserve to be someone’s priority. I mean, you’ve got brains and beauty, a successful career, you’re going places in your life. Why on earth would you settle for someone who can’t make you a priority? Somebody who is unable to say three simple words? Can’t say ‘I love you?’ You deserve better.”

I know it. I deserve to be somebody’s number one. And that’s what was bugging me these last few months. I wanted him all to myself, but he wouldn’t budge. I always felt the presence of, others.

“You didn’t handle it properly though. You should have talked to him, cheating was a shitty thing.”

She sighed as she ate a saltine cracker.

“It was shitty. I… I was under a lot of stress at work and didn’t handle it well.”

“Bullshit. If you cared for him like you said, you would’ve talked to him.”

Her tears welled up again. “I can’t explain why I cheated. It was so stupid. It’s not like me. I just… I swear that ‘love’ made me do it. I loved him so much, can you understand? It sounds hollow, maybe, in light of what I did. I just retaliated. I felt, if he didn’t have to be faithful then why should I.”

“But he was married, and you knew that.”

“Listen, Mr. Logical, we’re talking about the heart, not what makes sense. This was a crime of passion. And I got caught, sentenced, and basically executed.”

“But you still love him.”

She nodded.

“Do you want him back?”

“Yes. No. I don’t know… he made me feel so wonderful, so special. When we were together it was just amazing, every single time.. He didn’t say ‘I love you’, but I felt loved. I felt so special when we were together. I’ve never been so close to anyone as him. The way he made me feel was just incredible. It was… magical. Especially after we made love. The tenderness was overwhelming, I cried tears of joy a few times, as did he.”

“But…” he prodded.

“But, I knew it was never going to be more than just ‘Fuck Buddies’. I wasn’t enough to make him want to be exclusive. And I wanted more. And that wasn’t enough for me, and one day, one terrible day, I just snapped.”

“How often do you check your messages, your email?”

She hid her face from him, embarrassed.

I check… all the time… to no avail…

He held her close as he knew she was getting emotional again. For many long minutes they just sat there as she wept quietly.

“God, you must think I’m such an idiot.”

“Not at all. You need this, right? You hit rock bottom and you need to find a way out. If I can help you do that, then I’m happy.”

She pulled back and looked him in his blue eyes.

“Who the hell are you, anyway? Why are you doing this, how did you find me?”

He chuckled a little. “I’m your fairy godmother.”

She rolled her eyes and punched him lightly in the stomach. “Start talkin, mister.”

“Ouch! Okay okay! Do you remember when you were in the ladies room last night, and a security guard talked to you?”

She searched her memory… yes… she was being used by at least five or six girls. It disgusted her to remember her behavior. It also turned her on when she pictured it; being somewhat trapped and used by a bunch of horny women. All of them just doing what they wanted to her. Her pussy tingled.

“Yeah, umm… Gladys? Or something?”

“Right, Aunt Gladys. She called me last night. She told me some absolute knock-out woman was in deep trouble, and maybe I could come by if I wasn’t doing anything.

“My semi-girlfriend had thrown her usual post-coital fit, so I threw her out and came to the club. Gladys hadn’t seen you for awhile, so I checked around back. There you were, in all your glory. We Ubered home, the driver helped me carry you upstairs.”

“Damn, I haven’t even checked my phone. Where were my friends?”

“Here ya go,” he said, handing her the phone. “Kinda nice being unplugged, isn’t it.?”

“Here they are: ‘sweets call me hope you’re good’. Wow, such concern. So… how did I get all clean, and changed?”

He just smiled at her.

“Did I… did we…?”

“No hon, catatonic women aren’t my style. And there’s this thing going around called ‘consent’ that I happen to believe in.”

“I don’t even know your name. I’ve been afraid to ask, like it might break the spell or something. So… what is the name of my white knight?”

“You don’t remember me, do you. NYU, you were a Freshie, I was ready to graduate. We both took that creative writing course…”

“That’s it!” She exclaimed. “I thought you looked familiar! Um… Crawford, Camden… oh I’m sorry.”

“I’m crushed! I remember your name, Allison. I even asked you out, once.”

“Ah yes… I was dating, um, somebody who I don’t even remember offhand.”

He took her hand.

“It’s okay. You can date me now, if you play your cards right and pass a blood test.

“I’m Cooper.”

– – –

One month later

– – –

The blonde haired girl looked at her gorgeous reflection in the mirror as the bass line droned through the walls. She didn’t see herself as gorgeous, though. She was in too much pain. Tears formed in the corners of her eyes.

James, how could you do this to me?

Allison recognized that lost, dejected look. She fished out a business card from her purse.

“Call this guy. He will do wonders for you. He helped me tremendously.”

With a tear in her eye, the girl looked at the card, then at Allison a bit suspiciously.

“Life coach? What’s that?”

“Someone who can get you on track, make you realize that you have more worth than you know. Call him, it works.”

She met up with Cooper at the bar, where he had four shots of Milagros Reserve lined up.

They lifted their shots and Coop made the toast.

“To us, and all that lies ahead of us.”

In a voice that she thought he wouldn’t hear, Allison responded, “Yes, my love.”

As their bellies warmed, they smiled and kissed a soft, lingering kiss. They sipped the second shot; this tequila is really too good to be shot.

The DJ blended in a Porter Robinson mix.

“We’re not standing here for this!” Allison announced as she dragged him out on the densely populated dance floor. The crowd shoved them close together. Her unfettered breasts crushed into his chest.

“I still remember seeing these for the first time,” he told her. “You were unconscious, though. Still, I got a chubby.”

She made a face and pushed harder into him. His body responded, and she smiled as she felt his growing cock against her leg.

“I remember the first time I sucked this,” she said as she grabbed his rock hard cock.

His hand slipped under her too-short skirt and he was surprised, a little, to find her g-string was missing. He looked at her with raised eyebrows.

“You know me and the girls restroom,” she explained. “Sometimes they just fall off.”

They both laughed as he tickled her lips amongst her gyrations.

“I’m going to fuck you later,” he warned.

“You’d better!”

His finger dipped into her cleft.

Damn if she isn’t the sexiest, and most sexual person I’ve ever known. I teach people all day how to put themselves first, how to not get too attached to other people too soon… and I’m losing my shit over this girl.

His finger slid easily into her vagina, she got wet very quickly and very copiously. As they danced slowly amongst everyone else jumping to the music, he asked her a question.

“What did you say after my roast a couple minutes ago?”

She turned to him suddenly, then looked away.

“It’s okay, tell me. I heard you. You said ‘my love.’”

His finger moved in and out of her just as she liked it, and he made sure to palm her clit the entire time.

“Say it again so I can hear,” he prodded.

Gasping, she managed, “I wanted you to say it first.”

“Oh no, sweetheart. Guy rule number 68: don’t be the first to say I love you.”

Feeling her breath quicken, he knew she was close. So he stopped and withdrew his hand a little.

“Say it.”

She moved to get back onto his hand; he pulled it back further. They played this game now and then, a little power play.

She smiled at him, and said “Well, Daddy, I guess it’s the Ladies room for me,” and walked away.

He stood there for ten seconds.

Goddamn her! I’m breaking every single one of my rules. I won’t chase her. I won’t.

He took off after her. He rounded the corner to the restroom hallway, only to be ambushed by Allison. She grabbed his hand and drove it into her pussy.

“Do you love me?” she panted.

“Yes,” he shouted above the din. “I fucking love you! More than I ever thought possible.”

Allison came on his fingers as he held her, drenching them, then she fell against his shoulder.

“And I fucking love you,” she whispered in his ear.

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An alien visitor changes one college forever!

College Affairs
by Droid447

Cheerleading practice was over. Janet and Bianca waited in the locker rooms until everyone else left. They had flirted with each other during the last few weeks, hesitant about taking the first step. When they did, there was no stopping them. Janet looked out the door, making sure they were alone…

“I thought they would never leave,” Janet said.

Bianca looked at her friend with loving eyes, thinking, She is so pretty.

As usual, Janet was more forthcoming, walking over to Bianca and embracing her. Bianca hesitated for a second, still not used to make out with a girl but she wanted this more than anything. She moved her hands over Janet’s breasts and whispered, “Your touch always makes me tremble…”

They looked into each other’s eyes with true passion; eager to kiss, eager to feel. They leaned forward at the same time. Their tongues entwined and danced for a few minutes; slowly and seductive at first, then fervently, giving up to their youthful impatience. Their breasts raised and rubbed against each other’s as their breathing deepened and accelerated.

Janet untied Bianca’s top and excitedly glided down to lick her nipples. Bianca moaned and shuddered, thrusting her chest forward to meet the relentless tongue that made her feel so good.
She knew that Janet could make her cum just by playing with the breasts, but her body was demanding for more, much more…

A moment later, Bianca was leaning back against the lockers while Janet slid her head beneath the cheerleader’s mini skirt. Janet firmly attached her mouth to her lover’s pussy, licking and sucking with unrestrained eagerness. Her tongue twirled around Bianca’s clitoris and all over the wet, sensitive labia.

Bianca had no chance to endure this delicious treatment for more than a few minutes without reaching a powerful orgasm. She felt her legs trembling rapidly and her hips bucking forward just an instant before her world turned into a blinding white light that sparked behind her rolling eyes.

While the orgasmic spasms rippled through her body, Bianca grabbed Janet’s head as best she could and pushed it against her crotch, urging her friend to keep licking until she couldn’t remain standing any longer. Janet gladly complied, shoving her tongue deep into Bianca’s twitching pussy, twirling it around, hoping to prolong the blissful experience for her lover.

The enraptured teen slowly bent her feeble legs, sliding to the polished floor. She had never felt this good before. Hooking up with Janet was the best thing that had ever happened to her.

When Bianca came down from heaven, it was time to return the favor.

Janet laid on the small, wooden bench and taking advantage of her outstanding flexibility, easily lifted her thighs close to her chest, presenting her wet pussy to her lover. Bianca enjoyed the view for a moment before resting her lithe form on the bench as well. Then she lowered her head and delicately licked her friend’s waiting pussy lips. She tastes so good!

This gentle touch made Janet shiver in bliss. She lifted her head to look at her beautiful lover kissing her nether parts so delightfully.

And as she got closer to climax, her reaction was the same as Bianca’s. Janet pushed her girlfriend’s head deeper between her legs while moaning loudly. So far, the couple had been very discrete, careful not to get caught. But at this moment, Janet couldn’t care less if someone could hear her from outside the room. This felt incredible!

Bianca got a little concerned that Janet was making too much noise, but she kept her mouth attached to her lover’s pussy nonetheless. She owed it to her.

Janet’s entire body bucked uncontrollably when her orgasm exploded. Waves of ecstasy radiated from her crotch to her brain, turning the room in a blur of spinning colors. Every lash of Bianca’s tongue unleashed a new blissful spasm that repeated several times, until the overwhelmed woman laid exhausted and completely satisfied on the bench.

A moment later, Bianca stood up, her face smeared with Janet’s juices, and started walking towards the showers. She looked back with a mischievous smile and thought about inviting Janet to join her but her lover seemed so peaceful lying on the bench with a heavenly expression on her face that she decided not to disturb her.

“I’m going to take a shower. Be right back. Don’t go anywhere,” Bianca said.

“…be right here. Love you…” was Janet’s faint response.

***

While Janet rejoiced in the lingering aftermath of climax, a strange and silent creature walked beneath the bench where she rested. Its body was dark gray about the size of a tennis ball. It was smooth and hairless, supported by three bony legs about twenty centimeters longs. It’s head was just an elongated extension of the main body with no eyes, nose or ears. It definitely looked weird and alien.

The monster had been attracted by the intense emotions that emanated from the girls a moment ago; more specifically, their brain activity during orgasm. Now it was getting closer to Janet’s leg.

Unaware of the danger, Janet was daydreaming, Dating Bianca is my best idea ever. I think I really love her.

The small creature didn’t know if his venom was sufficiently strong to immobilize this large female enough time to find her control center; her brain. The alien was gambling with his life. But this was the way it had been done since forever. Sometimes they succeeded and sometimes they got crushed to death.

He jumped a few centimeters forward and stabbed her skin!

Janet felt a sharp pinch on her leg and she jerked for a fraction of a second, then she couldn’t move at all. It was as if her entire body suddenly became paralyzed. Stiff and weak at the same time.

“Ouch!” Janet was able to yelp briefly before her vocals cords became unusable.

“Are you ok?” Bianca asked from the showers. She heard the bleat but figured that Janet had bumped her bare feet into something. She just smiled.

Janet realized in panic that something was crawling up her leg but she couldn’t do anything about it. She tried in vain to scream. Only a soft, muffled grunt escaped her kips.

What is happening to me?! I can’t move!!

The creature followed the barely perceptible electrical activity emanating from Janet’s brain. He was very close now, walking over her chest. He was also able to detect the fear within the female. This fear was going to make her very dangerous once the paralyzing effect of the venom washed off. He needed to act quickly.

As the creature reached Janet’s neck and started climbing on her face, the scared woman was able to see him! Oh my God! What is this thing? This is not possible!

Janet tried to make sense of this impossible situation. Maybe she had fallen sleep after sex and she was having a nightmare; but why were her eyes wide open? Why she couldn’t she wake up? Please! I have to wake up!

The creature walked over Janet’s face and placed its weird cylindrical head over the woman’s forehead. Being so small, the creature needed to get very close to the subject in order to make a successful mind-link. At this short distance from her brain, the creature could easily sense all the electrical activity developing within her skull. He got excited.

Janet first saw a brief spark and heard a crackling, electrical noise. Her vision became blurry. In an instant, it became very difficult to formulate coherent thoughts as they turned sluggish and discontinuous.

This was the creature’s main ability. It intercepted, interpreted and rearranged the electrical connections between Janet’s neurons by sending electrical discharges of its own. The little monster needed to convince Janet that he was a friend. She should not be afraid. From now on, it would be her job to take care of him.

The sheer terror that Janet felt just a moment ago started to vanish as new, alien thoughts filtered into her mind. She couldn’t understand why but the monster didn’t seem that threatening any more. If fact she felt a warmth cursing through her body as she realized that this creature was not a stranger. But how could that be if she had never seen it before? Janet was so confused.

After a couple of minutes, Janet’s own thoughts was inexorably pushed to the bottom of her mind while a new important idea settled in her mind. This creature was her friend. She must have forgotten about it momentarily. She should take care of her friend like she ‘always’ had. This important knowledge would remain imprinted in her brain so she would not forget it again.

It didn’t take long before the mind bending process was complete. When the creature climbed off Janet’s body, she couldn’t form a single thought. The stunned woman sat up puzzled and disoriented, her wide-opened eyes staring forward, her arms hanging limply by her sides. A moment passed before her brain got up to speed and formed a cognitive content; it was a simple one…

Follow… friend.

Janet stood up and started walking, swaying her hips sexily even though no one was watching. Close in front of her, the creature led the way.

A few meters behind them, inside the showers, Bianca turned off the water and reached for a towel. She hummed a happy song, picturing Janet’s naked body on the bench, looking sexy as hell.
Bianca walked out and found an empty room. Janet was gone without even saying goodbye.

The confused teen started to wonder if she had done something wrong, making Janet angry. Why did she leave without me?

***

The boiler room entrance was just a few meters away from the locker area. It was an ample, warm room; perfect for the creature’s needs. He had chosen it to make a new, permanent home.

When the alien stopped, Janet did too. Then she felt the need to lie down, hoping that he would help her “remember” how to take care of him. The dumbfounded woman lay flat on the ground, with her legs close together and her arms by her sides, hands open, palms down. This position felt right and should wait like as long as necessary.

The creature moved around her, investigating Janet’s body. He touched her leg but nothing happened. Then he touched her arm with the same result. Now that the female was calmed and utterly receptive, her brainwaves were weak, almost absent. Brain activity was the monster’s food; he nurtured on it. He needed to find out why this woman was sending vibes so strongly before, when she and the other female were touching each other.

The creature positioned itself beside her head and started sending thousands of electrical permutations per second through Janet’s brain until he found the correct response. The woman moaned softly and spread her legs without knowing that she was doing it. At the same time, her brain spiked with a strong, succulent signal.

The monster discovered that sexual stimulus was the key to get stronger, nurturing brainwaves from the female. This required further investigation. He walked around Janet’s body and moved between her legs.

Janet felt a subtle touch along her vaginal lips and this made her jolt. Her brain spiked again sending another wave. The alien sensed it. This was the right spot. The enthralled woman had a dull sensation that this wasn’t right; nobody should be playing with her pussy except Bianca. But she chose to ignore it. It was imperative to take care of her new friend.

After finding her vaginal cavity, the invader pushed his conic head inside. It penetrated just a few centimeters but it was enough to understand the workings of her body. This was the reproduction center, hence the pleasure that produced in the female’s mind when it was touched.

Meanwhile, Janet started to breath faster. Her stunned mind could process little more than basic needs, pleasure among them. There was nothing else in her brain that could interfere with this joyful sensation. She just had to lay there immobile with her legs spread wide. Her eyes began to drift upward from time to time, as her arousal grew stronger, filling the void in her reprogrammed mind.

After a few minutes, Janet was lifting her hips from the ground and swaying them slightly up and down. The creature was fascinated by this odd reaction and tried to push his head deeper, wondering how far it could go. When he did, Janet moaned louder with an increasingly higher pitch.

But then, a violent jolt from the woman made the creature pull back. A series of potent, pleasurable brainwaves traveled the short distance between Janet’s head and the creature’s. There could be only one reason for this. She was reaching the peak of her arousal! She was climaxing!

While the bewildered woman twitched and shuddered from an orgasm that refused to fade, the creature climbed on top of her chest and aimed his head towards her brain. These strong orgasmic vibes were exactly what he needed for nurturing. And he was planning to get more, much more.

A few hours later and after three more orgasms, Janet was still on the ground, now resting stiffly on her stomach. She held her head high up, staring wide-eyed into nothing like a human sphinx.
The monster stood on the woman’s back, pressing his head against her skull, sending an endless river of electrical discharges into her brain.

After learning the importance of sexual stimulation, he began to alter her mind to facilitate this function, and consequently, to obtain better and stronger orgasmic brainwaves. During the entire process, Janet’s pussy never stopped twitching.

The creature also understood that more females meant more nurturing food. Something had to be done about that.

***

Janet sneaked back into the locker’s room, swiftly got dressed and started searching for Bianca. She looked and acted normal but now Janet had a completely different purpose in life and she would do anything to fulfill it, even betraying her lover. She found Bianca in the classroom.

“Hey! Where were you?” Bianca asked upset, “You left me in the locker rooms without saying a word.”

“I was looking for something… and I found it,” Janet said with a sexy voice. “Come with me. Let me show you what it is.”

“What are you talking about? What is it?” Bianca asked with curiosity.

Bianca followed Janet into the boiler room wondering what was going on. She had never been in this room before and noted immediately that it was cozy and secluded. She smiled naughtily as Janet spoke…

“Welcome to the boiler room; our new love nest,” Janet said.

“Wow! I didn’t know this room existed!” Bianca exclaimed, already picturing herself naked within Janet’s arms. “This is so awesome!”

“No one comes in here. This is all for us,” Janet added.

Bianca was relieved that Janet had a perfect explanation for leaving her this morning. This place was ideal for their sexual escapades and they wasted no time. Janet stripped Bianca while kissing her on the mouth, then removed her own clothes.

With her arousal in overdrive, Janet pulled Bianca to the ground and moved hastily between her legs. An instant later, her tongue was lashing Bianca’s clitoris without mercy. It just took her a few minutes to have her friend twitching in the midst of a joyful climax.

Bianca arched her back while her moaning echoed across the ample room. Within her orgasmic spasms, she could feel Janet’s mouth attached to her crotch like there was no tomorrow. It was very different from the gentle treatment that her lover gave her earlier that day. As if it was a different woman altogether. Nonetheless, Bianca enjoyed enormously and her climax lasted longer than even before.

Afterwards, Bianca lay feebly on the ground, thankful for the lovely gift. She watched with dreamy eyes as Janet crawled on top of her and pinned her arms against the floor. She found this a little odd but she trusted that Janet had something kinky in mind.

“God! I came so hard and so fast! You are so wonderful!” Bianca whispered, “It is my turn to make you cum.”

Janet didn’t answer. She just looked back at Bianca with an empty stare.

Bianca was about to ask what was wrong when she heard a sound near her head, like the footsteps of a small dog. She turned to look and her face displayed true terror. The alien was a few centimeters from her head and she thought that it was a giant spider. Bianca screamed!

“Ahh! A spider!! Janet, let go of my arms! Help me up!!”

Then the strangest thing happened. She heard a crackling noise and all her thoughts became fuzzy. Nothing made sense. The screaming stopped, replaced by a muted grunt. Then, the panic started to vanish. A sudden knowledge popped in her mind. This “spider” was special; it was friendly. Meanwhile, electrical currents that projected from the alien’s head filtered into her skull.

After a few seconds, Bianca stopped resisting and lay there immobile, with unfocused and unblinking eyes, as her thoughts were bent or suppressed according to the creature’s needs. Janet was excited to see her friend looking up at her without looking at all. Now Bianca would be friends with the creature too and they all could be together forever.

The creature continued rearranging Bianca’s mind the same way it had done with Janet, but he was doing it a lot faster; taking special attention to the parts that controlled sexual stimulation.

Janet released Bianca’s arms and move to the site. She rubbed her pussy while watching Bianca’s nipples swelling as big as hers. Both women were moaning in synchrony and soon they both would be reaching climax at the same time.

The next day, Janet and Bianca kept attending classes just to keep appearances, but they both looked distracted, thinking about their new friend all the time. Janet felt that it was wrong to leave the creature unattended in the boiler room and she couldn’t wait to go back. Her arousal was especially evident at her crotch, as a wet stain spread all over her denim short shorts caused by the seeping juices from her pussy.

From then on, Janet and Bianca spent every spare moment they had in the boiler room. Their love for each other was just an added value to a more powerful reason; they needed to take care of their new friend. It was an unavoidable obligation that was deeply imprinted in their minds and they followed this command by constantly seeking the strongest possible climax.

***

The creature grew rapidly, feeding from the girls’ mind-blowing orgasms, multiplying his size in just a few days.

The girls were both naked. Janet was kneeling on the cement floor straddling Bianca’s head, who had her tongue as deep as she could inside Janet’s pussy, prolonging her latest climax. Bianca could feel Janet’s thighs trembling around her face and could hear the loud moans that filled the isolated room.

Janet enjoyed the overpowering bliss, completely unaware that her orgasmic brainwaves were being absorbed with ravenous necessity by the monster standing next to her.

A moment later, Bianca was kneeling on her hands and knees. Janet was behind her with her face buried between her round buttocks. Bianca was already on the verge of orgasm and her alien friend was near her head ready to feed from it.

As Bianca reached climax, her torso started to buck violently up and down within the waves of ecstasy that traveled across her spine to her brain and from her brain to the creature.

Every passing day became an orgasm marathon. The girls’ minds had been altered in such a way that each climax was easily reached and the two sexy lovers enjoyed this modification enormously, without even realizing about the change at all.

The alien made other alterations to the girls’ minds, more subtle but just as real and controlling. The girls no longer considered him just a friend, it was more than that. He was their reason to live. He was their owner. He was their Master.

***

The rapid growth of the creature demanded a lot more food. It was time to add another woman to the harem and Janet knew the perfect candidate. Savanna was a wild girl and her fame preceded her. Janet made up a story about a sexy encounter with some football players in the boiler room and Savanna didn’t hesitate to join in.

“Are you sure Mark is coming? I think he is so hot!” Savanna asked excitedly, wearing a sexy and brief summer dress.

“Yes. He is coming. They’ll be here in just a moment.” Janet lied.

As they walked into the ample room, Savanna was a little surprised to see Bianca already naked waiting for them.

“Oh my! You certainly don’t want to waste any time!” Savanna said with a smile on her face, “I never suspected that you were this bold.”

“You won’t let her outshine us, will you?” Janet asked Savanna daringly.

“No way!” Savanna responded, already pulling her dress over her head.

They all laid on the floor and waited. Savanna had never done something this wild and she was thrilled.

“This is so crazy! Have you done this before? How did you find this place?” Savanna asked, showing a hint of nervousness.

“We have spent a lot of time here. You will not regret this,” Janet responded expressionless.

The unsuspecting woman failed to see the large monster hiding behind a large structure, watching her every move. The creature approached silently from behind and sent a bolt of electricity to exactly the right spots within Savanna’s brain.

Savanna felt as if somebody had smashed her directly on her head and then all of her thoughts frozen.

Two seconds later, Savanna’s eyes were completely rolled back and her body was shuddering from the accurate stimulation of her nervous system. Her legs stiffened outwardly, her nipples swelled incredible large and her pussy gushed like a fountain. She was having her first electrical-induced orgasm. Savanna remained in the same position, shuddering uncontrollably for a couple of minutes unable to think anything but feeling everything. Her pussy twitched without pause the entire time. She was in heaven.

The monster had learned a lot from Janet and Bianca and he used all his knowledge to swiftly subdue his new slave. A moment later, Savanna was completely drained from energy, passive and receptive.

Janet lovingly rested Savanna’s limp body on her lap while her Master reprogrammed the stunned woman with a new way of thinking, a new purpose in life. While reading and rearranging her neuronal connections, the creature realized something different. Unlike Janet and Bianca, this woman didn’t crave for the company of other women; she craved for a male, more specifically, a phallus.

Quickly adapting to the new information, the creature created a “phallus” according to the picture in Savanna’s brain, adding a few characteristics of his own. This object would be sufficient to satisfy her new slave and keep her climaxing as needed.

The creature moved above Savanna’s limp body while the strange, newly-formed appendage emerged from the lower part of the its main bulk. Janet and Bianca looked at it wondering what it was. It looked like a large, twisting and living dildo about five centimeters thick and very long. Small bluish protuberances along its surface created electrical circuits that sparked from one to the other, and were perfectly calibrated to further stimulate Savanna’s sensitive body.

The dildo approached Savanna’s crotch until the tip penetrated her pussy. The astounded woman twitched and moaned out loud, waking from her spellbinding reverie. The opposite side of the appendage detached from the creature’s underbelly and fell between the woman’s thighs.

Savanna felt the fat appendage slithering deep within her vaginal cavity, stretching her and filling her completely. This feeling was amazing but what really drove her over the edge was the electrical sparks that caused her pussy and her brain to jolt simultaneously, over and over. The woman reached another instant orgasm and the alien feed from it.

While Savanna climaxed harder than the previous time, Janet watched the appendage disappear inside the girl’s body, making her belly bulge. Janet imagined that long phallus curling and twisting inside Savanna’s womb, stimulating her beyond belief. She had to try that soon.

“It slid completely inside of her!” Bianca exclaimed, thinking the same thing.

***

Savanna joined Janet and Bianca in their frequent visits to the boiler room. Every recess in their regular classes and every day after class, they were all there; playing with each other and with the monster’s appendages.

Today Janet was facing away from Bianca and bending forward while her lover had her entire fist and part of her forearm pumping in and out of her pussy. This way, she would be climaxing in no time. Beside them, Savanna was squatting with the electrical, living appendage hanging from her pussy. She wasn’t moving and neither the worm but they didn’t have to. She was on the verge of orgasm and one more spark would send her over the edge.

Despite the vast number of orgasmic energy, it was not enough. The alien needed more slaves before even considering the next stage in his plans to establish a permanent home.

***

Karla was wearing her sexiest outfit to get Mark’s attention and she succeeded. After the last class of the day, they moved to the farthest corner of the empty classroom. Mark immediately embraced her, thinking sex was a done deal. Karla was taken aback by this. She wanted to be with him but not like this; not in this place. Someone might walk in at any moment. Mark found this even more exciting.

“Come on. You know you want this,” Mark said with his bedroom voice.

“Yes but… not here. Let’s go somewhere else,” Karla begged.

“Let’s do it right here. Who cares if someone sees us?” Mark insisted.

“Mark… no,” Karla whispered with not much conviction.

Mark shoved his hand under Karla’s skirt and started fondling her pussy. She moaned out loud and then regretted it, realizing that somebody might hear her. She knew that she was getting too horny to stop. She couldn’t have sex inside a classroom and risk getting caught. She had to stop!

“Stop it Mark. We can’t do it here!” Karla said loudly, pushing his hand away.

Being a total jackass, Mark got angry at Karla’s hesitance and stormed out of the room. He believed he was too cool to be rejected by any woman. “What?! You get me all worked up and then push me away? You are just a teaser, bitch!”

“No… I’m sorry… I…” Karla said almost crying as Mark stormed out of the room.

Janet was checking the school grounds making sure nobody was around before going back to the boiler room, when she heard someone crying. She found Karla sitting on the floor, ashamed and confused. Janet couldn’t waste this opportunity.

“Hi Karla, are you ok? What happened?” Janet said with faked concern.

“I blew it. I am a fool. Mark hates me!”

“Don’t worry about it. It will be alright,” Janet said, caressing her cheek, “Come with me. I know something that it’s going to make you feel a lot better.”

“What is it?” Karla asked, thankful to have a shoulder to cry on.

Moments later, Karla’s body was straining under the throes of a sudden, alien-induced climax. Her mind was completely blank, allowing the sole presence of overpowering pleasure. The woman was on her knees, leaning forward, with her arms being help tightly by Savanna and Janet. Her hips jolted back and forth within short, rapid spasms while she grunted in ecstasy and a brief gush of pee sprayed from her twitching pussy lips. Her mind absorbed the electrical signals that inescapably rearranged her mind while the creature, who now was more than a meter tall, had his head glued to the young woman’s forehead.

Janet had been right about making Karla feel better. At this moment, Karla no longer remembered Mark or even her own name. She was in utter bliss.

After a few minutes, Janet and Savanna knew that they could let go of Karla’s arms. Janet stepped back and watched the show with expressionless excitement. Karla was part of the harem now and her life would never be the same.

My Master is so powerful! Janet thought, feeling her pussy moistening again.

Savanna also observed the scene for a moment, but then she got distracted by the loving feeling of her worm sliding out of her pussy. The worm served its purpose well, stimulating the aroused woman all day and all night, forcing her to reach orgasm after orgasm.

Janet saw the worm and knelt at Savanna’s feet, engulfing the fat appendage between her lips. She just loved the way its electrical discharges tickled her brain.

Nearby, Karla started to feel those arousing discharges as well for the first time. The monster extruded another appendage, identical to the one in Savanna’s body, and penetrated the girl’s pussy. The newest slave reached yet another orgasm while the appendage was only half way in. Then, it was gone from view.

The experience gained by the creature studying the brains of his increasing number of slaves had paid off. Karla’s mind was now extremely vulnerable to any kind of sexual stimulation, driving her easily into climax and the transformation took the creature only a few minutes.

***

The days passed and more women were added to the monster’s harem. There were at least three woman around the creature at all times, reaching continuous orgasms and providing a never-ending supply of food. Most of the time, there were more…

Women shared electric appendages connecting one pussy to another, or pussy to ass. Tongues and fists invaded every hole. Moans echoed in the room’s walls but did not travel further away. The boiler room had proven to be both cozy and secure.

The creature decided that it was time to initiate the next stage. Using the same hole in his underbelly to extrude the living dildos, The alien was now expelling a thick greenish substance that would form a nest. He was getting ready for procreation.

While the shapeless mass spread across the floor, Savanna and Cynthia, a new slave, shared a dildo. Both women moaned at the same time, mirroring each other, following the rhythm of the electrical discharges that emanated from the alien proboscis, pulsating deep within their pussies.

A few steps away, Bianca couldn’t stop her continuous orgasms as Janet’s tongue twirled around her clitoris and ass. Her legs trembled rapidly in the air and tightened around Janet’s head, urging her to keep licking her; to keep her cuming.

And the same was happening to Janet, who had a dildo pushing into her body as it dangled from Karla’s pussy. Janet was no longer losing awareness during climax. Instead, she had learned to keep it going for as long as possible, providing more food for her Master. She felt the mild electrical shocks in her crotch intensifying while her hips shuddered back and forth, causing the fat worm to zealously pump her ass.

Karla had hosted the appendage inside of her body for only a few days but now she felt as if it was part of her. She loved to feel the constant tingling in her pussy everywhere and all the time. As soon as she came back to the boiler room, the worm glided out of her tight hole, looking for a partner to penetrate; and there was always one available.

Karla found it difficult to remain in the same position as her orgasm exploded in her loins but it felt too good to let it end. She moaned and shuddered, keeping the dildo connected to Janet’s anus and completely unaware of the strange event ocurring right behind her. The greenish mass was growing larger.

The nest preparation was going to take several days but time was not an issue. Bit by bit, it grew and expanded up to three meters in diameter. The creature had already selected who was going to be the breeder of his first offspring. He chose Janet, the most docile and his favorite.

***

Janet didn’t know what was going to happen and didn’t care. She was instructed to lay still on the soft, mushy surface and she obeyed. The greenish, organic cushion that her master had created was warm and comfortable. Just lying there, waiting, had her on the brink of orgasm.

The large creature moved forward straddling Janet’s body, aiming his crotch at her pussy. When he was in position, a fat phallus emerged from its sheath. It didn’t look like the detachable proboscis the creature extruded before. This one was a streaked, grayish pipe with a rounded tip exuding a glossy lubricant.

Janet jolted violently when she felt the tip of her master’s cock touching the delicate spot between her legs. Her pussy was on fire and the sensation of the cold appendage was overpowering. Janet grunted knowing that her orgasm was seconds away.

The woman’s legs trembled and her torso jerked up and down while the monster’s cock penetrated her vaginal cavity, igniting a potent climax that shattered her already broken mind. Janet felt it going deep inside of her, stretching her pussy to the limit. The overwhelming sensation wouldn’t let the orgasm fade away. Her wide open eyes stared forward into the ceiling as the world around her disappeared and the phallus reached bottom.

Both the woman and the creature remained in place, almost immobile, as Janet’s climax began to subside. Meanwhile, a bulge formed at the base of the creature’s cock. It was slowly moving downward towards the slave’s crotch.

Soon, the bulge passed between Janet’s pussy lips and into her cavity. She moaned and spread her legs wider. The tension of her strained body was evident while her belly expanded allowing passage to the fat object until an elongated greenish egg, the size of a baseball, emerged from the hollow phallus and penetrated into Janet’s womb.

With this, her orgasm reignited, sending her towards a series of brutal spasms that trashed her body like a rag-doll. Janet moaned so loud, that she risked being heard from the halls at the other side of the walls, but at this moment, she couldn’t care less. She somehow knew that she was being host to a new life-form… a new Master!

Once the creature was certain that the egg was in safely in place, he began to retract his cock. The feeling of Janet’s tight passage twitching hard around his phallus was an obvious indication that she was ready to undergo her new task. Janet would carry the egg just for a few days, during its most vulnerable time. Yet, it should be enough to pass her DNA into the unborn creature.

***

Aside from Janet’s growing belly, the following days were business as usual in the boiler room.

Janet was lying comfortably on the mushy nest with her mouth attached to Bianca’s pussy, while her lover shuddered and moaned under the throes of a lovely orgasm. The egg within Janet’s womb had enlarged a few centimeters while the small embryo developed inside. It already felt heavy. Janet felt immense pleasure knowing that she was carrying a new master and she could cum just by thinking about it. Although, not as hard as Bianca was climaxing at this very moment under her expert ministrations.

Karla and Cynthia were also shivering in bliss while they shared a squirming dildo that linked Karla’s ass to Cynthia’s pussy.

The creature kept feeding from the endless orgasms of his slaves while he waited for Janet to give birth. He could sense movement within the nest entrails. The soggy, organic mass was fifteen centimeters thick and four meters in diameter, with some mounds spread evenly that rose up the thirty centimeters. The nest was also getting ready for the next stage of the offspring development.

Oblivious to the alien’s plans, the girls fucked each other and let the appendages keep them in a constant state of ecstasy. Savanna had become addicted to the delicious sensation of the dildo twisting down her throat whilst its electrical waves tickled her numbed brain.

***

One week later, the time for giving birth had arrived. Janet felt mild contractions as the egg pulsated and churned within her womb. It was an odd sensation but pleasurable nonetheless.

“It’s coming! I am giving birth!” Janet said to Bianca, who detached her suckling lips from Janet’s nipple and looked at her lover with curiosity.

Janet crouched on the mushy ground. She felt the overgrown egg descending through her lubricated passage. The lower section of the egg was already visible as her pussy lips stretched wide, letting it emerged into the world.

Bianca couldn’t stop herself from rubbing her pussy when saw the streams of a viscous fluid pouring from Janet’s opening and forming a puddle between her legs. Savanna also observed the scene with a worm squirming half way into her body.

Janet’s eyes rolled back in ecstasy as the thickest part of egg passed through her pussy lips and the upper half of the egg started the glide out, making the task a little easier. The overwhelmed woman felt the usual pain of giving birth but at the same time, she felt so much pleasure that an imminent orgasm was crashing down on her. She almost couldn’t wait for it. Bianca rubbed her pussy faster…

When Janet felt the last part of the egg vacating her body, she let herself fall backwards in bliss. Her entire body jerked with the ripples of the first orgasm even before she hit the ground.

Bianca couldn’t see any of this since she started climaxing the moment she saw the whole egg resting on the surface of the nest. The egg was green and it camouflaged perfectly within the mushy formation, as it was supposed to be. The lubricating substance that covered it and made it shine under the ceiling lights, immediately started to evaporate.

Once the egg was out in the open, the creature hurried to pick it up and moved it to a precise section of the nest. A moment later, the base of the egg extruded tiny filaments that merged firmly with the soft surface underneath and started to get nutrients from it.

***

Shortly after the nest sensed the egg’s filaments entering its surface, it became alive. A hole opened at the top of one of the mounds and a tentacle emerged. It was about five centimeters thick and very long. It waved slowly in the air, searching for food.

Savanna was right there, being witness to this new development. She looked at the tentacle with more curiosity than fear. As the rest of the slaves, she was always horny and this was undoubtedly another opportunity for pleasure.

What is this? A phallus is growing from the nest!

Savanna didn’t give it much thought and a moment later she was straddling the tentacle and guiding it to the right spot.

I must have it in me…

And this was exactly what the nest wanted. Unlike its creator, it didn’t have the capability of feeding from the female’s brainwaves. It relied on the physical touch to absorb nutrients from every possible source. Now this source was Savanna’s pussy. The tentacle pushed deep inside the woman’s tight opening, making her squeal, and started sucking her fluids with eagerness.

The creature observed nearby; so far, everything was going according to the plan.

Savanna was going berserk as the massive phallus penetrated into her body. She felt the tentacle reaching the deepest corner of her vaginal cavity and pushing even further. The tip of the bulged through the woman’s skin as it trashed wildly underneath.

Savanna was enjoying this so much, that she reached an explosive orgasm just a few minutes after the initial penetration. Her toes and fingers curled while her pussy clasped hard around the tentacle. Her mind was absolutely blank, unable to register anything but utter bliss.

The overwhelmed woman collapsed onto the soggy surface of the nest with the fat tentacle still embedded in her body, squirming and sucking the stream of lubricating fluids that she was producing. Savanna, oblivious to the world, just moaned softly, enjoying the alien appendage in her pussy.

The creature kept watching attentively. He had learned about his slave’s anatomy and he knew that Savanna could provide more nutrients than that.

A sudden spark pulled the delighted woman out her orgasmic reverie and prepared her subjugated mind for new commands. The creature attached his head to her’s and the electric signals began to flow. New instructions were received and she would obey them thoughtlessly.

Savanna turned to lie on her stomach and placed her legs to either side of the nest’s mound that harbored the tentacle. She made her intentions clear as she whispered the words…

“Fuck my ass…”

Her motion caused the nest to retrieve the tentacle momentarily from her pussy. It waved around, searching for a way back inside and poked her ass cheeks a couple of times before finding her anal entrance. When it did, the penetration was swift and deep.

Savanna grunted in bliss when she felt the thick, pulsating appendage passing through her anus, penetrating her so deeply, churning and squirming within her entrails. She felt as if the nest and herself were becoming one entity, perfectly merged into one another.

The enthralled woman enjoyed this ravishing until she felt her throat becoming full from the inside out. All thoughts vanished after this. She just stood there, in bliss, staring forward and letting herself be used at will by the nest. After all, they were one.

After squirming though her entire body, the tentacle emerged from Savanna’s mouth and twisted in the air for a moment. It realized that he had reached the other end and it was pointless to go further. It went back inside and kept feeding. Savanna reached another orgasm.

***

To the nest, the experience with Savanna’s body provided knowledge, and it started to feed the same way from all the slaves. After a few days, the egg had already doubled its size.

A combination of moans and squelching sounds filled the room constantly. Some of the girls spent all day in the boiler room, ditching classes and forgetting about keeping appearances.

At this moment, Bianca was feeling a huge tentacle pulsating in her ass, slowly sliding deeper. She could also see it projecting forward from her mouth and into Janet’s pussy. She was more than elated by this, almost in trance. She could not believe that she was being fucked in the ass and at the same time, with the same “phallus”, she was fucking her lover. Only her master could make this possible and she worshiped him for this.

Bianca reached another forceful orgasm, eyes rolling back as her mind went blank again. Yet her body endured the blissful reward almost frozen in place. A few restrained spasms shook her body for a minute. Bianca felt like an extension of the tentacle; a vessel of pleasure for her lover.

The nest had recorded, during Savanna’s exploration, that there was nothing beyond a woman’s mouth after passing through a female’s entire body. But it turned out not to be true. As Janet stood in front of Bianca’s face, she offered her pussy for penetration. The living mass of tentacles will have to take this into consideration and always search further ahead.

Janet was totally aware that the tentacle pushing into her womb was coming from Bianca’s mouth. This was enough to send her over the edge almost immediately. She parted her lips in a quiet moan and she climaxed.

Karla was also twitching under waves of incredible pleasure but she was no longer aware of this. She wasn’t aware of anything. Her mind had checked out a while back during one of her countless orgasms. Now her body moved at the creature’s will by pure instinct, receiving the tentacle and tightening around it with absolute devotion.

And from the nest’s point of view, Karla was just another source of food. It shoved the tentacle as far as possible into the woman’s pussy, absorbing her fluids. It reached her womb, making her belly bulge as it thrashed about trying to go even further. Karla just moaned and came again.

Cynthia was more aware of things but not less committed to her task. Her master had told her that she had to provide food for the nest and she dutifully offered her body. The thick appendage pushed through her pussy lips and entered her deeper than she thought possible.

The tentacle pushed all the way into Cynthia’s womb and sucked. The fluids entered the fibrous phallus and traveled down across the tube and into the main bulk of the nest. Then it moved through a complex web of fibers into the egg.

The egg was huge compared to the size it had when Janet gave birth to it, but there was still a long way to go in terms of growth.

***

Days later and with the constant care of the slaves, the egg reached its maximum size. The creature developing inside was getting ready to emerge. Karla and Cynthia were oblivious to this fact, enjoying the hungry tentacles as usual.

But at the other side of campus, Mrs. Somers, the College Dean, started to notice an increasing number of girls missing classes. This was not right and she was certain that something out of the ordinary was going on. She needed to find out what was happening…

Janet is missing a lot of classes. Bianca and Savanna too… the Dean thought.

After classes, the Dean saw Savanna wearing a skimpy dress and walking absentmindedly down the hall. She was not heading for the exit but in the opposite direction. This was very suspicious and Mrs. Somers decided to follow her.

Where is she going? What is going on here?

Savanna entered the boiler room and the Dean sneaked Behind her. When she was a few meters in, the Dean turned her head and she saw it! She saw the nest!

“Oh my God!! What is that?!” Mrs. Somers said out loud.

She couldn’t believe the scene before her eyes; the mushy formation of the nest, the tentacles, the naked students, the wild ravishing! Mrs. Somers immediately recognized Karla. She had a huge tentacle shoved up her ass and something was coming out her mouth. Cynthia was on all fours with two tentacles plugged into her body.

“What is happening?! What is this?!” the Dean asked in panic.

Savanna looked back at her, expressionless. She didn’t say a word but a thought formed in her mind, The Dean shouldn’t be here. I must inform the master.

The Dean ran back to her office and hurriedly picked up the phone. With shaking hands, she tried to press the emergency numbers but then she stopped. She couldn’t remember them! How was this possible? She was certain the she knew them. Everybody knew them!

“Oh my God! What is the number?! Is there a 9?”

Unseen airwaves were filtering into the room from across the wall and were interfering with the Dean’s brain connections.

Mrs. Somers saw movement by the door and lifted her head. There was terror in her eyes when she saw what it was. A huge spider! No, a monster! And it was walking towards her.

She wanted to run away! She wanted to scream! She did nothing.

The Dean looked at the creature with wide-open eyes. She was quivering from fear but she remained in place, frozen. She just stayed there, staring. Mrs. Somers never realized that the phone had slipped from her hand.

Her thoughts were foggy, discontinuous. This monster was doing something to her and she knew it. She tried to fight it and for a brief second she remembered the number for emergencies, “911”, but her hands wouldn’t obey her brain.

Then Mrs. Somers started to “remember” that this creature was not a stranger. It was her friend. Without turning her eyes away, she noticed that Janet was also in the room, walking closer. Her student was completely naked.

This was wrong. Students are not allowed to walk naked in school grounds. Her new ‘friend’ wanted it this way but it was wrong nonetheless. Inside her head, the Dean was still fighting.

Janet walked around the Dean’s desk, stood close behind the older woman and slipped one hand beneath her blouse. She started massaging Mrs. Somers breast and tenderly pinching her nipple.

“Janet…no.” Mrs. Somers pleaded, then she gasped softly. She was losing the battle. Maybe she shouldn’t resist. It felt so good.

Janet knelt between her teacher’s legs and slid her head underneath her skirt. The moment Mrs. Somers felt the warm tongue licking her pussy, she climaxed.

Her weakened mind, now completely open, was inundated with new knowledge; with a new reality… and with new instructions.

***

Meanwhile, in the boiler room, Savanna was getting romantic with a tentacle that just vacated Cynthia’s pussy. The alluring smell that lingered on the phallus enticed her to lick the tip… but suddenly, Savanna heard a loud squishy sound coming from the egg.

Savanna lifted her head to see the upper section of the egg opening like a flower. She could hear something tearing inside.

“It is opening,” she said to nobody in particular, “the new Master is coming!”.

***

The Dean stood like a statue in front of her desk while Janet removed her skirt. The rest of her clothes followed. After her orgasm, it became impossible to form coherent ideas, yet something in her mind was telling her body what to do, something alien and sinister.

The creature’s test had been successful. Now he was strong enough to control human minds remotely and this would be a huge advantage on his quest. He sent a command to Janet, instructing her to stimulate her teacher while he continued reshaping the Dean’s mind.

Janet started thrusting her fingers into the Dean’s pussy and a moment later she had her whole hand inside, slowly pumping the tight, sensitive cavity. Mrs. Somers, unblinking, moaned and waved her hips back and forth.

***

Savanna was also staring but for completely different reasons. Something was coming out of the nest; something big. The excited woman looked at a conic head with three reddish eyes emerging from the egg’s opening.

The thrilling event made Savanna’s pussy tingle with anticipation. Another Master was being born!

***

Mrs. Somers was now sitting on Janet’s face in absolute elation, staring forward at the creature’s head but not looking at all. Her pussy twitched, responding to Janet’s agile tongue but her brain was silent, open and subjugated. The monster’s brainwaves tickled her mind, like a soft caress and she liked it.

Suddenly, an idea formed in her mind, no, it was a feeling, coming from outside; induced by the creature. He was telling her to cum… and she did! Her pussy jolted hard, squirting all over Janet’s face. Then it jolted again, and again.

Within this orgasmic moment, the Dean realized that she existed to obey. Her former identity was irrelevant and dismissed. Mrs. Somers understood that she was a sex slave… and a new climax exploded on top of the previous one.

***

In the boiler room, after contorting her arms and multiple legs out of the constricting egg, the newborn creature was free. He stood on the nest; his body was glossy from the amniotic fluid that soaked his skin.

Savanna looked at him with awe, wondering how a creature this big could have fit inside the egg just moments ago. The monster had greyish skin and a humanoid torso but his head was large and conic, with three big, red eyes. The lower part of his body was more insect-like, with three legs that resembled those of a crab. Then Savanna looked at something amazing… his enormous cock.

As this happened, the original creature walked into the room followed by Janet and his newest slave, the college Dean. Mrs. Somers vaguely remembered being in this room recently but that memory made no sense now and it was irrelevant. All she wanted to do now was to obey and hopefully enjoy more of those glorious orgasms.

The original creature was pleased to see that his son, the first guard of the nest, had hatched from the egg. More clones of this new monster would be created… many more. And the guard itself was going to help with this task.

The creature sent a command to the Dean and the Dean’s pussy twitched…

“Mate”.

Mrs. Somers heart started beating faster at the prospect of having sex with the big creature in front of her. Her stunned brain couldn’t tell if this anxiousness was caused by fear or raw sexual excitement. It made no difference; she was going to let him fuck her nonetheless.

She walked to the monster and climbed on top of his lower extremities, allowing her to position her crotch above his large, curving cock.

When the Dean felt the tip of his phallus pressing at her pussy, she let herself plunge down. The massive phallus stretched her vaginal cavity and penetrated her voluptuous body until it reached bottom. The older woman grunted in bliss.

For a moment, the odd couple remained immobile. Everything was new for the newborn creature and the feeling of this tight body sheltering his cock so delightfully was thrilling. He instinctively jutted his hips forward, just barely, but this was enough to increase the pleasure.

Mrs. Somers was frozen in place. Her fingers curled over and her nails almost digging into the creature’s hard skin. Her brain was empty of thought but full with sensation. She could feel his cock so deep inside of her, pushing at her cervix. When he made his first motion, she moaned loudly. She couldn’t wait for the next one.

The monster discovered that moving his hips meant pleasure, so he started pumping; slowly at first, then increasingly faster. The Dean’s body was like a toy that he could manipulate at will; a toy that needed to be used until he reached his goal, even if he didn’t know yet what his goal was.

Janet sat on the ground and watched the show absentmindedly. She was picturing that large cock stretching the Dean’s pussy, fucking her so forcefully, so blissfully. She wished it was hers.

Vanessa had seen enough and she knelt on one of the nest’s mounds, guiding a tentacle between her legs and into her burning pussy.

Mrs. Somers eyes rolled back as she reached her first climax. Her orgasmic convulsions were barely noticeable as the creature kept smashing his cock into her body with eagerness, making her legs, arms and ample tits bounce wildly with every motion.

The soldier pulled the Dean’s feeble body closer to his own and continued fucking her relentlessly. Her orgasm meant nothing to him. If she couldn’t keep up any more he would do it for her, but he was not stopping.

As her climax faded off, Mrs. Somers was barely conscious. Her pussy was oversensitive and the massive phallus was harsh. It was too much to take. But there was a word lingering in her mind that was more important than her own life…”Mate”; and she whispered…

“…More…”

The original creature turned to look at Janet and sent her a signal. He was ready to fuck her again. Janet received the sign in the core of her brain and her nipples hardened.

Janet looked at her master’s enlarging cock and her pussy twitched. Everything else around her sort of disappeared as her attention became completely devoted to that pulsating appendage that claimed her body; her womb.

“Please fuck me, master”

Janet rested on her elbows and knees looking back at her Master with a mischievous smile. The creature was approaching her from behind, his cock ready. A new egg was gliding down the creature’s body, prepared to be expelled inside of hers.

The creature shoved almost the entire length of his phallus inside Janet’s cavity; pressing at her cozy womb that would shelter the new egg. The tightness of his slave’s pussy felt good around his cock and he was planning to really enjoy this, since he didn’t have the same urgency as the previous time. The nest was safer with the soldier around.

And Janet was precisely on the same page. She reached her first climax the moment she felt the hard cock smashing against the cervix. She was hoping to get pregnant again and give birth to another pod; another Master. It was such an honor.

Cynthia, Karla and other girls lying around the nest couldn’t care less about the Dean, Janet or anything else. Their minds drifted in a blissful limbo of never ending pleasure. They had climaxed countless times in the last few hours and their exhaustion was evident by looking at their limp bodies. But even now, their pussies and anuses were twitching, embracing the fat tentacles that churned within, sucking them dry until they were wet again.

Having recovered from her long orgasm, Mrs. Somers was again fully engaged in the wild copulation. The soldier was pumping her with the same stamina as before and the long phallus was pushing the air out of her lungs with every merciless blow. She was elated. One meter away from them, Savanna was on the brink of orgasm.

The Dean had one hand on her belly and she could actually feel the massive cock piercing unbelievably deep inside of her body. She knew that she was going to reach another climax very soon. Savanna was already there.

Weak from the orgasmic bliss, Savanna leaned backwards until her back rested against the egg shell. The tentacle in her pussy was absorbing her fluids with avidity, but since the empty egg didn’t need food anymore, the nest stored it for the next one.

***

A while later they were still going at it. Mrs. Somers was on all fours getting pumped from behind. Janet was still on her knees, enjoying her master’s cock and the rest of the girls were feeding the hungry nest.

The Dean was getting tired from the savage ravishing and her multiple orgasms but as long as the soldier’s cock was inside of her, she was obligated to endure. She had been ordered to mate and disobeying was not an option.

The soldier’s thrusts had become faster the last few minutes and Mrs. Somers thought she was going to pass out from utter bliss. But the creature suddenly stopped. His cock pulsated a couple of times and then it discharged a huge loud of cum directly in the Dean’s womb. The creature understood in an instant that he had met his goal. The female would become undoubtedly pregnant.

Mrs. Somers’ body was packed with sperm within seconds. The strong genetic code of the soldier was going to take over her ovule and create the first clone of the soldier.

When the Dean felt the warm seed filling her body, she climaxed as well. She had always wished to be a mother and now her dream was coming true.

***

Several days later, Janet observed the soldier ravishing Bianca without mercy. The slim girl squealed in ecstasy while the monster pumped her from behind, making her belly bulge to accommodate his huge cock. In a few minutes, she was going to get pregnant as well.

Mrs. Somers was at the end of her pregnancy. The pod growing inside of her belly was almost ready and the soldier embryo developing within the pod was hungry. More females would be needed to nurture him and the others on the way.

Having gained enough power, the original creature began sending mind-controlling waves throughout the entire school. Soon, everyone on campus would gather in the boiler room with a blank stare and a willing disposition to become a slave.

The creature’s colonizing plans were far from over. The little embryo growing within Janet’s belly was an exact replica of him. This new unborn monster was destined to start a new nest in a new place and the cycle would repeat, over and over, across the entire planet.

The End.

Note from the author: There is a graphic version of this story. (CGI)

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Laura, a lesbian, has been blackmailed into new, slutty behaviour, including work at a topless bar and participation in a suspect hetero conversion therapy…

Chapter 22
SUCCEEDING AT WORK

Laura caught the bus to the Pretty Titty. It was full, and so she was forced to sit in the middle of the back seat, looking down the aisle. Given that she was wearing a short skirt and no panties she knew she should sit with her knees together but every time she tried she thought “feminist” and flinched, and ended up finding the only way she could be comfortable was with her legs parted. As a result, anyone getting on the bus could see her bare, wet twat, if they looked in the right direction, but thankfully most were just concerned with finding their seat and few noticed her slutty fuckhole on display.

At the Pretty Titty, Laura had something to ask Edgar before she got started. Her stripping name was “Kitten Tits” but her collar was encouraging her to use more descriptive words than “tits”. She thought she might get away with saying “Kitten Tits” very fast, so the collar thought it was all one word – after all, it presumably didn’t shock her for words like “titillation” or “attitude” – but she didn’t want to end up being shocked and pissing herself in front of customers if she was wrong or said it too slowly.

“Can I have a new name?” she asked Edgar when she got there.

“What do you mean?” he asked, distracted by the work he was doing.

“Instead of Kitten…. you know,” Laura said, blushing.

“What, are you too shy to say ‘tits’ now?”

“No, it just doesn’t feel like… me,” said Laura.

Edgar grimaced. “Well, what do you think DOES feel like you?”

Laura had been thinking about this on the bus. She knew they wanted a sexually suggestive name, but if she kept saying the same word for her tits and cunt all night it might expire and she’d get shocked for it. So “Slutmelons” and “Kitten Twat” and “Fuckballoons” were right out.

“I thought I might say, ‘Hi, I’m Laura, and I’m a slut,’” she said.

Edgar made an unhappy face. “I don’t get why you don’t like ‘tits’ but you’re happy to call yourself a slut, but you can try it today. And I’ll think about it. But if I don’t like it, you’ll call yourself Kitten TIts or stop working here.”

He looked at Laura’s clothes. “That skirt’s no good, by the way. You look like a secretary or something. Did you bring something sexier?”

Laura blushed. “No.”

“Then you can work in just your panties today,” Edgar said. “Now go get changed.”

Laura wasn’t wearing any panties, but she didn’t tell Edgar that. Instead she hurried to the change room.

She did have panties WITH her, of course. And while they might be soaked in her cunt juices, they were still preferable to going completely naked. She pulled them out of her bag and looked at them. The most modest pair would have been perfect, but they were the ones she has pissed in, and they still smelled of urine. They were no good. Of the others, one was the string bikini brief that covered nothing, the second had a cut out crotch-window that exposed her twat, the third said “use me” on it, and the fourth was just a tassle that clipped to her labia.

They were all awful. Only the “use me” pair concealed her pussy, and she wasn’t sure she wanted to give the customers that encouragement. The tassle was worse than naked, and hurt her labia to boot. Of the other two, both clearly showed off her pussy lips, but at least the cut-away pair covered her ass. She reluctantly took them out and put them on. It felt weird wearing panties but still feeling air on her cunt, but she needed this job and they would have to do. She removed her skirt and shirt, leaving herself dressed only in panties and high heels, and went out to work.

Being a Tuesday afternoon the club was mostly empty. Even the two naked girls licking each other’s pussies on stage were relaxed and lazy, casually lapping at each other and taking time to just cuddle occasionally. Laura served the few solo customers, leaning over as she had been told, to display her tits, and saying, “Hi, I’m Laura and I’m a slut. I like tongue-kissing women. Do you like my milkbags?” The customers allowed that they did, and with no one else to serve, Laura was left to relax near the bar and watch the girls on stage.

As on the bus, she sat here with her legs slightly apart and her cunt visible. She got a few looks from the customers but mostly Laura was surprised and alarmed how quickly she was getting used to having her cunt on display to men. She was alarmed, too, to feel herself getting aroused again. She had hoped that masturbating in the mall toilet would satisfy her, but Laura had an extremely hard time looking at two pretty women lezzing off without her pussy responding. She had to catch herself a few times when she found her hand moving as if of its own accord toward her twat with the intention of stroking it.

Edgar noticed her doing it anyway, and mentioned it the next time she came over. “Hey, Laura the Slut, do you want your masturbation break, or do you want to get up on stage and give the customers a show? Because those are the only two ways you touch your pussy on work time, remember?”

Laura blushed. The idea of getting up on stage appealed to her briefly, mostly because she desperately wanted to be close to the two sexy women with their faces buried in each other’s snatches, but she was not remotely enough of a slut as to volunteer to masturbate in front of strange men. “I’ll take my break,” she said, and vanished to the toilets to satisfy her pussy.

As before, the toilet doors didn’t have stalls. Laura just picked one, sat on the seat, and began frantically fingering herself as she had done at the mall. She wanted the taste of cunt in her mouth – like Bethany’s had tasted, or like the girls on stage must be tasting right now – so she regularly brought her fingers from her pussy to her lips and licked the honey from them. It tasted good, and she came quickly.

When she came back out of the toilets she thought everyone must know she had just masturbated. Her face was still flushed and her nipples were engorged and her cunt was still wet with juices despite Laura’s best efforts to wipe it with her hand and then lick her hand clean. But no one commented. There were two new customers – two women, at the same table. Laura hadn’t seen women customers at the strip club before but she assumed the procedure was the same. The girls were pretty, one blonde and one a redhead.

“Hi, I’m Laura and I’m a slut,” she said to them, leaning over to let her swollen breasts hang down. “I like showing off my body. Do you like my fuckballoons?”

The girls giggled, in a cruel, mocking way. “What a slut!” said one. “Yes, we like your fuckballoons,” said the other in a patronising voice. “A vodka and lemonade for me, and Suzy will have a rum and coke.”

Laura took the orders to the bar, blushing, and passed them to Kelly, the blonde bartender. To her surprise, after Kelly poured the vodka and lemonade, she spat in it.

“Are you allowed to do that?” Laura whispered.

Kelly smiled. “I’m required to,” she replied. “Management rules. Strip clubs are for demeaning women, he says, and that applies even if they’re customers. If a girl comes here and orders a clear drink, we spit in it.”

“What if she orders a different drink?” Laura asked.

“Well, if it’s a milk drink, like a Bailey’s or whatever, there’s a little flask over there of pig sperm, and we mix some of that in.”

“Gross,” said Laura, but secretly she wondered what that would taste like.

“And if it’s a dark drink,” Kelly finished, pouring the rum and coke. “We…” She stopped and lowered the glass to between her legs. Kelly was working completely naked today and Laura could see her shaved cunt. As Laura watched, a thin trickle of yellow liquid escaped Kelly’s groin and dripped into the glass.

“You piss in it?” Laura asked, shocked.

“Just a little,” said Kelly. “Every girl who orders a drink here gets a little surprise, you see?” She passed the drinks to Laura. “If you end up working bar, you’ll need to know this.”

Laura took the drinks silently, still working out how she felt about what she had just learned, and took them back to the two women.

“Oh look, here comes fuckballons,” the one called Suzy said, and her friend laughed, a mean, cruel laugh. Laura decided exactly how she felt about what she had just seen.

“Your drinks, ladies,” she said, and placed the tainted glasses on the women’s table. Then she stood and watched as the brunette drank her glass of vodka, lemonade and spit, and her friend sipped at her rum, coke, and piss. Neither seemed to notice there was anything wrong with their drinks, but Laura felt happy deep inside knowing what they were drinking.

“Feminist,” a part of her mind thought, as Laura looked at the customers, and “independent women”. Laura flinched uncomfortably, and spread her legs a little wider, and a vivid picture appeared in her mind of the brunette being slapped across the face by a naked man, and of the blonde having her large tits whipped by one of the Mayim Clinic’s robot whipping machines. The images made Laura feel good, and she felt her pussy start to moisten again.

==

The rest of Laura’s shift was uneventful, and she managed to make it to the end without needing to masturbate again. She got away just as the evening shift were starting and the club began to get busy. Edgar stopped her and said he was not happy with the “Laura the slut” greeting, and was thinking about making her Kitten Tits again next weekend. Laura simply agreed, as she still had to get to her regular appointment at the Mayim Clinic. She took her pills as she was leaving, and felt them settling in by the time she arrived at the clinic. Laura had been sexually active and aroused for most the day already, but the pills pushed her to another level, and she felt her mind begin to give way, in a semi-blackout similar to the one she had had at the lingerie store.

She didn’t even remember most of what happened at the clinic. She knew that it was much like the night before, with images focused on teaching her to spread her legs and accept cocks. She remembered starting to hate the word “feminist” and associating it with pain, and other words were there too – “women’s rights” – “consent” – “covering up”. She thought that Amy had licked at her pussy again, which made her feel happy, and she knew that afterwards she had thanked everyone for watching her orgasm and whipping her tits and filming her having her cunt licked.

The only thing she was 100% clear on, though, was at the end, after the conditioning was over and Laura was mostly dressed again. She had clutched at Amy’s hand, and said, “Please, I need to be able to say some words. With the collar, I mean.”

Amy looked amused. “I don’t think so, honey,” she said. “What words?”

Laura knew what was happening. If she said the words she wanted she was going to get shocked. But if she didn’t she could get what she needed. She whimpered unhappily.

“Say it, baby slut,” Amy cooed, reaching out to gently stroke Laura’s breast, still partially on display.

Laura’s face wrinkled in distress. She didn’t want to be shocked. But she needed to.

“Kitten Tits,” she blurted, and then screamed as the shocks hit her neck and twat. Screamed, but only quietly, because she knew loud noises would give her another shock.

Amy looked surprised. She had probably expected Laura to want to be able to say “breast” or “woman”. “Why do you want to say Kitten Tits, sweety?” she asked.

“It’s the name they want to call me at work,” Laura said.

“At the Department?” asked Amy.

“No, at… I work at a… bar,” said Laura. “On my days off.”

“And you need to say Kitten Tits a lot?” asked Amy.

Laura nodded.

“I’ll tell you what,” Amy said, smiling. “I’ll adjust the collar to let you say it. But if it’s that important to you, you won’t mind if I take away the name Laura for a week, right? So if you say Laura, you’ll get a shock?”

Laura was aghast. No, that wasn’t all right?

But then Amy was moving right up against Laura, and she was cupping Laura’s breast, and lightly kissing Laura on the cheek, and Laura felt the lust coming back. Laura wanted to be licked more. She wanted pleasure in her pussy. She felt her self-control ebbing away.

“It’s all right to take away the name Laura, isn’t it? Just for a week?” whispered Amy, nibbling at Laura’s neck and squeezing at her fuckballoons.

And Laura heard herself say, “Yes.”

==

When she got home, Erica was waiting, kneeling and naked. It was nearly 10 pm. Erica must have been waiting for a while. Laura had her skirt pulled up and her pussy against Erica’s face before she’d even said hello. She needed this. She needed to use Erica right now, to have control over another woman. She grabbed Erica’s hair and pulled Erica’s face tight against her groin.

As she forced Erica to suck her twat, she remembered licking up the piss at the lingerie, and how humiliated and powerless she’d felt, and she gratefully released her own bladder. She felt herself pissing on Erica’s face, and into Erica’s mouth, and it felt so good that the orgasm started immediately and then continued to rock her for nearly a full minute. Her legs buckled and she ended up falling to her knees, still pissing. She didn’t care. Erica could lick it up.

It was only when she recovered from her orgasm that she saw the tears on Erica’s face. At first she assumed they were just from being pissed on, but then she realised that Erica had been crying when Laura came in and Laura hadn’t even noticed.

She reached out from her kneeling position to caress Erica’s face. “Baby, what’s up?” she said.

“At work,” Erica sobbed. “My boss assaulted me.”

Laura felt a mixture of emotions. That’s terrible, a part of her mind said, but another part said, is that all? “What do you mean, honey?” she said.

“He said I dress like a slut,” Erica sniffled, “and then he made me sit on his lap and he started groping my boobs. He said maybe I was slutty enough to get a promotion. And then he put his hand between my legs and I think he was going to feel my pussy, but then his phone rang and he let me up. I ran out of his office.”

Again, Laura thought several things. She thought, you DO dress like a slut, Erica. She thought, you ARE a slut. You fuck men. You fuck my friends. She thought, it’s about time her boss noticed. She thought, that’s nothing compared to what MY boss does to me – stop being a baby. She thought, I bet secretly you WANTED him to feel your boobs.

But mostly she thought: promotion?

“Oh my god, congratulations,” Laura said, and kissed Erica. Erica, confused, kissed her back. Erica’s mouth tasted of piss but Laura didn’t care.

“Why… why congratulations?” asked Erica.

“Because you’re going to get a promotion!” Laura enthused.

“What? No!” protested Erica. “He said that to make me… do things….”

“That’s how you get promotions, baby,” said Laura, kissing Erica again. This was wonderful. A promotion for Erica would help their money problems a lot. Laura wouldn’t end up stuck with no money for lingerie again and she wouldn’t have to lick up her own piss. She felt very loving towards Erica right now.

“I don’t want to…” said Erica.

Laura slapped her, hard, and then kissed her. “There, there,” she cooed. “Shut up, you dumb slut. I love you so much and you’re getting a promotion.”

Erica was confused and shocked and said nothing.

“I’ve taken away all your underwear,” said Laura, “so it won’t get in the way of you being promoted, and tomorrow we’ll dress you in your cutest dress, and you can go into work and get promoted.”

“No…” protested Erica, so Laura slapped her again, and kissed her again.

“Don’t be scared, I’m going to be so proud of you,” said Laura. “You’re going to go to work and you’re going to do whatever your boss says and I’m sure you’ll get a wonderful promotion. And then I’m going to love you and I’m not going to need to buy a Taser and see what it’s like to use it on your cunt every night.”

“I…” Erica looked scared and confused and horrified.

“You love me, don’t you?” asked Laura.

Erica nodded.

“I know you do because of the way you ask me to slap you and hurt you to make you a better girlfriend,” Laura said.

Erica didn’t remember asking for that and was silent, but Laura could tell what she was thinking.

“You ask me with your body, honey, and with how you behave. And you ask me because you love me. You do love me, don’t you?”

Erica nodded yes.

“And you want me to hurt you to make you a better girlfriend, don’t you?”

Erica didn’t know what to do. She nodded again, crying.

“Good little slut,” said Laura. She wasn’t even trying to be demeaning now – the phrase “good slut” made her feel happy and she assumed Erica would like it too. She pushed Erica’s head down until Erica got the hint and bent forward to begin licking up the piss. When she was done she took Erica to shower herself clean, and then the both went to bed together, where they cuddled and both, each in their own way, thought about Erica being molested by her boss tomorrow.

Laura fell asleep with a wet cunt.

(To be continued…)

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Three girls share a room at their hockey weekend and at night have fun exploring each others bodies.

A threesome at my hockey weekend

I hoisted my bag into the trunk of the car, threw my hockey stick on top of the other ones and then I slammed the back door shot. I gave my boyfriend a quick peck on the mouth and he slapped my butt to wish me a fun and fruitful weekend.

‘Don’t run too hard though, because this poor boy can’t keep massaging you to relieve those muscle aches after all your training weekends,’ he said with a cheeky smile. He held his hands up and wriggled his fingers. ‘Otherwise my fingers will grow their own muscle ache and they need to get their own massage.’

I just chuckled at his theatrics. He was immensely supportive of my athletic career and he loved telling people his girlfriend played at the world championships. I got in the car and put my arm out the window.

‘Bye.’ I said.

‘Hey Stace.’ My teammates welcomed me.

‘Settle this for us.’ Isa continued. She turned around from the passenger seat and leaned all the way back around her chair so she could talk to me. ‘Babs wants to listen to that crap, but Ri-ri and I think this is horrendous. Babs says she gets to pick the music because it’s her car and she needs to drive.’

‘But it would be more fair to vote about it.’ Riley jumped in. ‘It’s two against one. Three if your with us.’ Riley said.

‘I don’t mind Cold Play.’ I said shrugging.

‘Thank you.’ Babs said.

We went on training weekends like this quite often. Womens hockey even at the top doesn’t pay well enough, so we all had to keep our day jobs. Still our coach wanted us to train as much as possible, so quite regularly she arranged for us to sleep on the sport campus. There were no signs that this weekend would turn out any different from the other weekends.

When arrived we divided the rooms and put our bags on the bed. I bunked with Babs and Riley this time. After we got settled, we went down to for some food and then our first training started with relatively mild fitness exercises and a friendly game. That Saturday the training was really intense and around lunch time I already felt exhausted. My old hamstring injury started to play up again. I massaged my thigh and did a few stretches.

After lunch our coach was flanked by quite the handsome man. He was athletically build and he had very charming blue eyes. Some of my more romantically inclined single team mates were immediately enamored by him, and while they were complaining about muscle aches a minute ago, now they ran the hardest in an attempt to impress him.

I could see why, he was indeed a good looking guy. Still them giggling and whispering like teenagers made me feel embarrassed for them. He was introduced to us as Alexander Essine but he said we could call him Sander or The Sandman if we wanted. Apparently he used to play for the French hockey team, but now he worked as a trainer and coach. On a white board he drew out different systems on how we could run and how we could play the ball to trip up our competition.

His French accent was cute and I didn’t mind listening to him talk. At the end of the day when we were showering together the others were still talking about him.

‘He’s staying at the Hotel.’ Babs said. ‘He’s going to be here tomorrow too. If there’s a sock on my door you guys have to sleep on the couch at reception.’

‘No way.’ Riley said. ‘If you manage to get him into our room, I’m joining in, a threesome it is!’

‘A foursome.’ Shelby said.

‘Count me in too.’ Gigi said and other girls started to chime in too.

‘Well when you guys are having an orgy, we old married broads will just have a sensible night of sleep the other room.’ Isa said as she poked her elbow in my ribs. I nodded and smiled. If I actually wanted to sleep with Alexander I probably could, since my boyfriend and I had an open relationship. I wasn’t about to say that out loud though. My team could be incredibly intrusive when it came to boyfriends and relationships, besides I wasn’t so impressed with Sander that I would humiliate myself in an attempt to win him over.

During dinner he sat at the coach’s table talking with our trainers and coach and the management people. After we ate the girls kept lingering in the dining hall a lot longer than usual. Someone played piano and people were talking, some had even put on make-up. What were they hoping for? A quick fuck? A romantic relationship? We were more mature than this, weren’t we? At least I was. I went upstairs and got into my pajama.

As I lied in bed I stared up at the top bunk questioning myself? Was I being a party pooper? Or were my teammates just behaving immature? There was no need to judge myself or to judge them, I’d better go to sleep, tomorrow would be another long and tiring day.

I had almost drifted off when the other girls came in, the were talking and giggling.

‘Sssh…’ I said quite grumpy.

‘Someone sleeps here, yes?’ He said in his cute French accent. I sat up in bed and saw Sander flanked by Babs and Riley. Stunned I looked at them, not really sure how they pulled that off, not really sure what their plan had been. Did they want to try and have a threesome on the bunk bed above, while I slept beneath them? Or were the planning of kicking me out of my own room?

‘Ah, you are Stacey, no?’ He said.

I nodded.

‘Very quick, how you say… agile.’ He moved his hand around to show me how quick I was.

‘I know.’ I said. I’d been told before that my speed was one of my strengths.

Babs and Riley started to laugh. ‘Don’t be arrogant, Stace.’ Babs said still with an bemused smile on her face.

‘Okay.’ I said although I didn’t really understand why knowing your own strengths would be arrogant. ‘Well thank you for the compliment, I guess.’ I said with a nod to Sander.

‘You’ve got good vision too.’ He said.

I glanced at Babs. ‘Well yeah,’ I said shrugging. ‘I don’t wear glasses, if that matters?’

‘No, no, no.’ Sander said laughing. ‘Pardon, my English is not very good. I mean you look, where are my team mates, and you know: I go there, they go there, enemy goes there.’ He pointed around the room and he was actually quite endearing. I wrapped the blankets around my knees and made room for Babs to sit next to me on the bed.

‘That was the exercise, wasn’t it?’ I said. ‘Or is that arrogant to say too?’

‘No, no. You not arrogant.’ Sander said. ‘Arrogant bad. You confident. Confident good.’

I gave Babs a smile. ‘Confident good.’ I said poking her in the upper arm. Riley and Sander now also sat down on the other bunk bed and for a while we were all talking. Sander told a few stories about the time when he was still a player, and then we talked about hockey in general and how it affected our life. We have no life. Hockey is our life. It’s basically all we do, and we all understood what it was like to play at the top, to have your life dedicated to excelling in this one sport. It was actually kind of nice, despite Sander coming from a different country, the cultural differences were negligible, we all understood hockey. Hockey was our culture.

From sitting with my knees pulled up to my chest my hamstring injury started to nag again. I stretched my leg a few times and massaged my own thigh.

‘You hurt?’ Sander asked. ‘You need muscles?’

‘Yeah,’ Riley said. ‘You need muscles, Stace.’

‘Shut up Ri-ri.’ I threw a pillow her way.

‘No, no, no.’ Sander said. He opened his bag and pulled out a plastic bottle with a cloudy liquid. ‘This is… this is… Muscle juice.’ He said.

The three of us giggled.

‘C’est un melange avec Tetromagnítal.’ He said in French. ‘Good for muscles. With magnesium.’ He handed me the bottle. I’d heard before that magnesium would be good for the muscles and it kind of looked like an off-brand Gatorade. I opened the bottle and took a sip, it was slightly acidic.

‘And?’ Babs asked.

I shrugged.

‘Drink it all.’ Sander said. ‘You want too, yes? And you?’ He pulled another two bottles out of his bag and handed them to Riley and Babs. ‘Only after practice,’ he said, ‘don’t drink before, only after. Side effects make you hot and sleepy. Sleepy is no good in practice.’

I didn’t very much like the drink, the taste wasn’t that bad but it had a slimy texture, maybe there was aloe vera in it. I didn’t much like those aloe vera drinks either. I tried to taste as little as possible and poured it all down my throat in one gulp. When I swallowed, there ran a shiver down my spine and for a moment I felt light headed as if I just taken a shot.

‘There’s no alcohol in it, is there?’

‘No alcohol.’ Sander said. ‘Just little side effect. You muscles go,’ he demonstrated relaxation with his own body by slouching down and making a moan. ‘Then muscles heal. Then your head goes.’ He crossed his eyes and turned his head around as if he was about to faint. ‘It’s okay. It’s side effect. No worries. Feel good. Then you want kiss.’

‘Then you want kiss?’ Babs said giggling. ‘I want to kiss you already.’

I laughed. I was feeling detached from the situation and quite light headed. Babs comment was out there, truly brave. Maybe she was feeling detached and inhibited too.

‘Wait.’ I said.

‘Wait for what?’ Riley said. ‘I’m not going anywhere.’

‘He didn’t just gave us a rape drug did he? Some mysterious French drink that makes our head go spinning and that makes us want to kiss?

‘Don’t be a creepy pervert, Stace.’ Babs said.

Riley was lazily slouching on the bed. ‘He couldn’t even rape me if he wanted to. Every thing he wanted to do to me would be completely consensual.’

‘Ri-ri.’ Babs said partly shocked partly giggling.

I looked at Sander but he was just sitting there as if he didn’t even hear our conversation. I was feeling even more lightheaded and there was a warm glow flowing through my body, my muscles indeed relaxed, and not only my muscles relaxed, my thoughts relaxed also. I slouched on the bed too.

‘What was in it?’ I asked Sander.

He just looked at me as if he didn’t understand I was talking to him.

‘What was in the drink.’ I asked him again.

‘C’est pour les muscles. For your muscles. Relax good. Heal good.’ He put his thumb up.

‘Yeah.’ I said. I had already forgotten what I had asked him and blankly I stared at his thumb. ‘Boy.’ I said. I tried to sit up, but it was hard to get my body to cooperate. ‘Boy, this is kicking in good now, isn’t it?’

There was a warmth filling up my tummy and spreading through my body, it was as if my entire body was tingling. Touching my skin felt so good, almost intuitively I started to rub my pajama top over my belly, the silky smooth fabric softly touching my skin, my boobs, my nipples even felt better than the rest of my skin.

‘Stace.’ Riley said.

‘What?’ I said distracted. Only now I noticed I had been groping my own boob, squeezing and massaging my own little titty. ‘It just feels good.’ I said. ‘I just want to hug something you know.’

‘I get it. I’ll hug you.’ Babs said.

She opened her arms wide to welcome me and I just wrapped myself around her. Squeezing my boobs against her chest, rubbing myself up against her. It was such a satisfying hug, everywhere I touched Babs a new wave of euphoria started. My cheek accidentally touched her earlobe and soon I was rubbing my cheek against hers. This smooth brushing of skin against skin, over and over again.

‘I feel dizzy.’ I said. ‘I feel… amazing. This is that drink, maybe I need to drink some more.’

I turned to Sander, but in doing so Babs and I fell over onto the bed. ‘Do you have more?’ I asked. ‘More muscle juice.’

‘Not today.’ He said. ‘Maybe tomorrow, maybe not. I don’t know.’

On the other bed Riley was now dry humping the pillow. She squeezed it in between her knees and trusted her pussy back and forth. She was writhing on the bed, moaning. My cheeks flushed and my head spun round and round.

‘I want to do that too.’ I said. I looked around to find my own pillow, I had thrown it somewhere? I couldn’t quite recall, maybe Riley was humping my pillow. ‘That’s mine? Ri-ri is that mine?’ I asked in a whiny voice. My hand had found it’s way in between my legs and the feelings spreading from my pussy where intoxicating.

Dazed I tried to get out of bed but somehow standing up seemed like a trip around the world, suddenly everything looked different, my balance was way of, I was wobbling and it was hard to walk. I tried to get my pillow back from between Riley’s legs and then Riley was dry humping my wrist. I felt her warm pussy press against my arm, she was so wet I could even feel the muggy spot through her pants. For a moment I was mesmerized by the feelings, and I just stood there enjoying her pussy. Then I remember what I came for. I yanked on the pillow and brought it over to my own bed. There Babs was all sprawled out, squirming eager to touch her pussy and her boobs and whole her body at the same time. Her hands moving up and down quickly, she’d pushed her shirt and her bra up till her chin and exposed her breasts. Two beautiful dollops of flesh jiggling on top of her chest. It was bewitching. Intuitively I reached out to touch one of them.

‘It’s magic.’ I said.

‘It’s unfair.’ Riley said. ‘You got my pillow and the boobs.’

‘You go there, you touch boobs too.’ Sander said. He was holding his phone, maybe he wasn’t that interested in being with us, why then didn’t he go back to his own room. I didn’t much care about his presence here though. I cared much more about the boobs.

Riley wavered around the room and stumbled to our bed. It was quite cramped with the three of us on the lower bunk, but I guess neither of us minded. It was just an excuse to be even closer together. I sat down on top of Babs. I squeezed her boobs. Babs was writhing and moaning as if she was on the edge of orgasm, or maybe she was perpetually orgasming. Maybe I was too, this euphoric high did resemble an orgasm.

It was a haze. I couldn’t control myself, those boobs where just so enticing. I snatched the bra of her chest and ripped her t-shirt away. More boobs, more warm skin, more euphoria. I rubbed my face against the chest, my cheek smooching up against the soft dollop of boob. I suckled on the nipple.

I had to be nude too. I needed to be nude. It was an all encompassing thought. This whole experience would be so much better if I was nude too, there would be so much more skin to rub up against who-ever, there would be so much more sensations, so much more happiness. I started to tug on my pajama. The silk was nice too though, everything was nice, everything was so perfect.

‘Good idea. More naked, feel even better.’ Sander said. I looked up. I had almost forgotten that he was there. He pointed his phone in our direction.

‘Are you taking pictures?’ I said somewhat alarmed.

‘No pictures.’ He said. ‘No worry. No pictures. Jusque petite vidéo.’

I let out a relieved sigh and continued to pull my pajama over my head. Somewhere in that moment when my entire head was surrounded and covered in silk I realized a video was nothing to relax about, a video would be even worse than pictures or at least equally as bad. But then I felt a hand around my boob, and another one, and another one, three hands, four hands. They were all touching my boobs, they were all caressing me so tenderly. The euphoria spread quickly and soon I could think of nothing else.

In a haze I wriggled out of my pajamas and threw them on the floor. While all these hands were caressing me it seemed stupid to keep my panties on, my panties belonged on the floor too, so those hands could reach everything, caress me everywhere. I was completely naked. I was floating, the moment my eyes closed I was in a magical world filled with orgasmic energies, filled with arousal and euphoria.

There was a mouth around my boob. A warm sloppy wet mouth. My nipple hard. My mind exploding every time the tongue swirled around. A moon orbiting a planet, around and around and around. Another face, a face bumping into mine, soft kisses, soft lips. Very loud moaning. I opened my eyes and saw Riley also naked. She was grinding up to the side of me, her pussy pressing against my thigh, as if my thigh was now her pillow. Her boobs squeezed against my ribcage, her mouth covering my mouth.

‘You’re the best kisser.’ She mumbled. ‘Your kisses feel so good. I think I could orgasm from just your kiss.’

Her tongue probing deep into my mouth. ‘Wait. I know.’ She said. ‘I know.’ Her body was moving around, it felt like an earthquake, the mattress wobbled the world seemed to tumble upside down and then she sat on my face. Her wet pussy humping my mouth.

‘Kiss me there.’ She said. ‘Kiss me there please.’

Her legs squeezing against my face. It was warm and magical. I pressed my lips against her pussy lips. My entire mouth was tingling. I rubbed my tongue all around her pussy, her juices on my face. I licked her. I probed my tongue deep in her pussy. She tasted divine. A musky sweet flavor that I just wanted more of, I just wanted more, and more and more. More of everything. Riley was moaning loudly on top of me, swaying back and forth, almost tipping over, while Babs was still suckling on my boobs.

‘Don’t fall. Turn around. You suck pussy too.’ Sander said. When I heard his voice I realized he was still there, yet I didn’t even bother to open my eyes to see what was going on. I was already licking a pussy, he couldn’t be talking to me. Although that pussy was moving now. Just when I opened my eyes only to figure out what was going on, I felt the tip of a tongue against my clit and I was propelled into oblivion. My arousal was skyrocketing, it was arousal like I’d never felt before and despite feeling like I had been in a perpetual orgasmic state already I sensed an orgasm building up, getting bigger and bigger.

My arms swaying around grabbing into the blankets, slamming into the bed frame. There was a pussy riding my face, more and more vigorously. If Riley was licking me, it was only fair if I would lick her back. I stuck out my tongue, but I didn’t really need to do anything. Apparently she could just ride my tongue herself. Pressing her pussy even deeper into my mouth, pressing her own mouth and tongue even deeper into my pussy.

‘Here.’ Sander said. ‘For you.’

‘Thank you.’ Babs said theatrically. ‘Come here. Sander. Mr. Sandman. Please come here. I want to kiss you too.’

‘You know this?’ He asked. ‘It is two side dildo. You put in her and in you.’

A moment later I felt something cool enter my pussy. It completely filled up my pussy, it stretch me out, it was overwhelming almost. I felt like I was on the edge of ecstasy and the edge of insanity at the same time.

I would either orgasm or go completely crazy and loose myself or maybe both. The dildo started moving as Babs was riding it, Riley was still licking my pussy, her tongue had been exiled to my clitoris now the dildo was occupying the rest of me.

I only noticed I was screaming when I felt a hand covering my mouth.

‘Sssh girl.’ Sander said. ‘Sssh.’ The palm of his hand cupping my face, making it hard to breath. I didn’t care anymore. I was completely out of control. My pussy was spasming, my whole body was spasming. I wasn’t just orgasming in my vagina, my whole body was orgasming at the same time. My back convulsing, my head slamming into the pillow, my mind completely befuddled as the pleasures kept on washing over me, and over me, and over me. I was an ocean of pleasures and the waves kept on crashing and crashing, soothingly sloshing back and forth, rocking me into this Valhalla of arousal.

I may have been unconscious for a while or maybe I fell asleep, or maybe I was just orgasming so hard that I totally forgot about this other world. When the pleasures waned I was left in this groggy satisfied bliss. I opened my eyes without realizing where I was, who I was, what was happening. I just saw two girls that where vaguely familiar. Kneeling on the bed close to each other, a double dildo between them, their hands gently stroking and caressing each other, they were kissing, they were fucking, they were rubbing their body’s together.

And there was this guy encouraging them, filming them. It felt like I was in a porn and I just didn’t care. I was completely happy, completely satisfied. There was no need to move, no need to change anything because the world was perfect just the way it was.

I must have drifted of again, I don’t know, maybe I fell asleep, or maybe I faded out of conscious again. The next moment I was aware of, was Babs screaming. I opened my eyes and saw her entire body shaking, it was as if she was having some kind of seizure. She had grabbed the edge of the bunk bed so she wouldn’t tip over, but her body was swaying heavily and eventually she let go. She plumped down on my knee. Moaning, and orgasming still until she eventually fell silent. I wriggled my foot trying to get her to move, but she didn’t respond. She just laid there panting heavily as if she’d just played a the world championship finale and had given it her all.

‘You won.’ He said to Riley. ‘You no orgasm for longest. You get reward.’

He pushed her onto the bed so she was laying on top of me as well. Her head resting on my belly. He positioned her legs and then slit his finger inside her pussy and fingered her, or fingerfucked her. I couldn’t really see from this angle and frankly I didn’t really care.

‘Wow.’ Babs said. She was stirring now, so I assumed she was coming round from her orgasm. ‘Wow, what happened? What was that?’ She asked groggily. ‘What happened?’

‘Sssh.’ Sander said. ‘Now is not your turn. Go lie there.’ He pointed to me and Babs snuggled up against my shoulder. She twirled a strand of my hair around her finger.

‘You’re so pretty.’ She said. ‘You’re gorgeous Stace. You know I love you right? I love you so much. So so so much.’ Now Babs started crying. ‘I love you so much.’ She said softly sobbing. ‘But You’ll never know, you can’t possibly understand how much love I feel for you right now. No one can ever understand, I don’t even understand what I feel. Love isn’t even the right word to describe it. This is way intenser than love, way deeper.’ She started sobbing even louder. ‘Words are just so useless.’

‘It’s okay.’ I said. ‘Sssh. It’s okay. I understand. I love you too, don’t cry.’

Suddenly Riley was trembling all over her body, she was trembling and convulsing and that made the whole mattress shake and move. It made me dizzy. She was moaning loudly and then a splash of warm water sprayed against my foot.

‘You squirt. Good girl.’ Sander said in a hoarse voice.

Riley’s body was trembling and shaking for quite some time after that until she eventually went quiet.

‘Is she alright?’ Babs asked. ‘Ri-ri are you alright? Are you alive still?’

‘No.’ Riley said dreamily. ‘I died and I’m in heaven.’

‘But I can hear you, does that mean I’m death too?’

‘Jusque le petit mort.’ Sander said. ‘No worry. Sleep now. Tomorrow awake, lots of energy, muscles strong.’ He grabbed his bag and put a blanket on top of Riley and then he just walked out of the room. For a moment I laid there staring at the door wishing he came back, but soon I didn’t care anymore, I didn’t even remember anymore. My mind was floating and without the sounds of my friends keeping me awake and keeping me tethered to reality I drifted way in this heavenly bliss.

We woke up when they knocked on our doors. They always knocked on our doors to wake us up, so that was nothing new. The three of us, naked, lying in the bottom bunk was new. I blinked my eyes a few times and images of last night flashed through my mind. I remembered a jiggling butt, a tongue in my mouth, a tongue in my pussy, the best fucking orgasm ever.

‘Do we all remember what happened last night?’ I asked.

‘I guess.’ Riley said. ‘I mean I do remember things, but I find it hard to believe that was real, was it real?’

‘I remember it too.’ Babs said.

‘Remember what? How do we know we’re referring to the same thing?’ Riley asked. ‘Why are the blankets wet over here?’

‘I was referring to the sex orgy thing we did with Sander,’ I said, ‘That wet spot is from someone squirting I can’t remember which one of you it was.’

‘Must be Riley.’ Babs said. ‘I’m no squirter.’

‘Sander didn’t really join in, did he?’ Riley said. ‘He was more of a onlooker.’

‘Maybe that turns him on.’ Babs said. ‘Maybe he’s a voyeur that likes to peep in on cute girls having pillow fights in their hockey dorm.’

‘That was no pillow fight.’ I said.

‘Well you did grind up against your pillow.’ Babs said.

‘Me?’ I asked. ‘Wasn’t that Riley?’

‘Yeah, blame me for everything. I was the one squirting. I was the one fucking a pillow apparently.’

‘Fine then I’ll be the one that fucked a pillow.’ I said. ‘What are we doing now?’

‘Dips on getting in the shower first.’ Riley said.

‘Obviously we need to take a shower.’ I said. ‘But I meant like… should we tell anyone?’

‘Like? Brag about it to the others?’ Babs said. ‘It’s not nice to brag.’

I shrugged. ‘Should we make a pact to pretend it never happened and to not talk about this again?’

‘Don’t be so dramatic Stace.’ Riley said. ‘We’re not the first girls to have some fun during a hockey weekend.’ She shrugged. ‘We aren’t some teenagers who have to mail each other pants or create some silly club. We just had sex.’

‘That wasn’t just sex.’ Babs said. ‘That was the most mind-blowing sex ever!’

‘Agreed.’ Riley said.

‘True.’ I said. ‘Shouldn’t we feel embarrassed though? And awkward? And ashamed of herself?’

‘Maybe, but I don’t feel any of that. I just feel great? Are we doing this again?’ Babs asked.

‘I wouldn’t be opposed to it.’ Riley said. ‘Yeah if given the opportunity I would definitely go again. You Stace?’

‘I’ll have to talk to my boyfriend. One night stands are okay, but if I can’t to do the same person twice, cause that’ll be too much like a relationship.’

‘You’re boyfriend can watch.’ Riley said. ‘I’ll bet he’ll won’t say no if he can watch. I didn’t mind Sander watching either.’

‘There was something in that drink, wasn’t there?’ I said.

Babs stared at her feet and nodded. ‘Probably. Maybe we’re feeling the effects still, maybe that’s why we don’t feel ashamed and awkward right now. We need to find out where we can get those.’

‘Yeah.’ Riley said. ‘I actually feel amazing. I mean, sex was also amazing, but I have no muscle ache at all.’ She moved her legs and then got up out of bed, she did a few squats. ‘Nothing.’ She said.

I got out of bed too and moved around too. ‘You’re right.’ I said. ‘You think we could just ask him, where to get it though?’

‘Then he’ll know that we liked it.’ Riley said.

I started laughing. ‘I think he has a pretty good idea we liked it anyway.’ I said. ‘Yeah… it would be pointless to try and hide that.’

‘Fine so you’ll ask him then?’ Babs said. She slapped me on the shoulder, picked up a towel and ran into the bath room.

Riley jumped up. ‘Sneak!’ She yelled. ‘I called dips. You have to respect the rules of dips you barbarian.’

‘You’re welcome to join me.’ Babs said. ‘It’s not like we’ve never showered together before.’

‘Wait for me.’ I said as I followed them into the bath room.

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Vicky wants to be the coolest aunt ever as she seduces a student for her nephew to fuck before going home and submitting to his desires.

Incestuous Harem
Chapter Nine: Incestuous Submission
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

Vicky Samuels

I loved how Pam Hiragawa trembled as I led her into my dark classroom. Trickles of light bled through the closed Venetian blinds, painting stripes across the neat rows of desk. The nineteen-year-old, Japanese girl trembled, hands clasped before her, pale-olive cheeks flushed. Her silk-black hair was gathered in a French braid falling down her back.

She was the type of Japanese girl Clinton would love. I missed my master and lover. If bigamy was legal, he would have been my husband, too. But my older sister, Cheryl, had that honor. And she did love him more than I did, so it was only fair.

But I savored the time we had.

And now that Clint was stepping up as the man of the house, I was thrilled to learn that he, too, had a thing for Asian girls. And Pam was just perfect. Trembling, innocent, blushing, beautiful. Earlier, she had caught me masturbating in the ladies’ restroom. It happened on a break during the debate tournament my school hosted today—I was the coach of my school’s team, which was why my Saturdays were occupied. And with no bonus pay.

Meanwhile, all the fun was happening at my sister’s house. Cheryl, both my daughters, and Alicia had all submitted to Clint. My youngest daughter, Lee, a complete brat, had been spanked and pissed on. Alicia had her cherry popped, and Melody had finally surrendered herself to Clint. The pair had been in love for years, growing up as kissing cousins, not knowing the truth that they were actually half-siblings.

And I missed it all.

But Pam would make it all better.

“H-How can you make me better at debate, Ms. Samuels?” Pam asked, a tremble in her voice.

“It’s all about confidence,” I purred, lifting her chin. “Look at you, trembling, frightened. Why are you scared?”

“B-Because you kissed me earlier,” she whispered. “I’m your student. You shouldn’t have done that.”

“But you enjoyed it.” I leaned in, loving her pink lips. “You loved the taste of my pussy on lips.”

Her cheeks grew brighter.

“That’s why you’re here. You want more. I can help you gain confidence. To stand tall before a crowd.”

“By…having sex with you?”

“That won’t make you more confident.” I gave a wicked giggle. “That will just be fun. What you need is a boyfriend. Someone that will make you realize how pretty you are. How smart you are. A sexy, young man who will make your heart flutter. You’ll want to please him, to love him, to feel his eyes on you, supporting you, when you step out on the stage. You’ll be able to speak with confidence because he believes in you.

“Now, are there any boys that make you feel those wicked tingles in your virgin pussy?”

“Ms. Samuels,” she whispered. “I…I…”

“Is it my nephew, Clint?” I smiled, my thumb stroking over her lips. They were wet, plump. So kissable. “He talks about you sometimes. He notices you. In gym class, wearing your athletic wear. I bet your ass looks marvelous in those shorts. How could he not notice you?”

“But… He’s always with his cousin, Melody. They’re…” She swallowed. “I’ve seen them kiss.”

Does everyone know about Melody and Clint?

“And? A boy can love more than one girl.” I pushed my thumb into her mouth, so warm and wet. “Especially if that girl is bi. How many times have you masturbated to my daughter, Melody?”

Her slanted eyes widened.

“As many times as you have to Clint?”

She trembled. I pushed my thumb deeper. Her tongue caressed it. My pussy clenched.

“That’s what I thought.” I leaned in closer, rubbing the tip of my nose against hers. “But you just don’t have the confidence to approach them. That’s your first test. On Monday, when you see my nephew, tell him his aunt sent you. That you want to suck his cock while Melody watches. If you can do that, you will have taken a great step forward in your confidence.”

I popped my thumb out of her mouth.

“Can you do that?”

Her almond eyes were shiny. “I…I…”

“He’ll love it. I know he will. He talks about you all the time.” I had never heard Clint say her name once. “I know my nephew and daughter. Trust me, this will pay dividends for you. Okay?”

“I…I’ll think about it.”

“Good. Do that. While you masturbate. Imagine it over and over, your pussy getting wetter and wetter.” I licked my lips. “I bet your pussy is so wet right now. Huh?”

She gave a slight nod of her head.

“And wouldn’t it be so wicked of me if I knelt down before you and licked your pussy?” I nuzzled her nose. “I mean, you’re my student. It’s so wrong, isn’t it?”

Pam nodded her head, her breasts pressing on her blouse as she breathed in.

“But that’s what makes it soooo exciting, right?” I arched an eyebrow. “It makes you so wet.”

“So wet, Ms. Samuels,” she whispered, her voice such a naughty purr. I shivered in absolute delight.

“That’s what I thought, sweetie.” I licked my lips. “It’ll be our little secret.”

I kissed her before she could speak. I captured those sweet lips. I couldn’t wait for Clint to report back to me on his Monday romp with this delectable girl. He would know I was cool aunt. His sexy, submissive aunt who would find him all the hotties for his pleasure.

My pussy burned at that thought. I wiggled my hips, my hands unbuttoning her blouse as I kissed her hard, my tongue thrusting into her mouth. She moaned, eyes squeezed shut, her lips moving, learning, surrendering to her passion.

She was such a submissive thing. So pliant. Clint would have no problems with her. Ooh, it would be such a wicked surprise.

Her blouse fell loose, and my hands reached in, touching her bare skin. She was silky smooth. I stroked up her sides, bringing a shudder and moan from her lips. I rose higher and higher, reaching the bands of her bra. I slid along them until I found her cups.

I squeezed her round breasts.

Her bra felt so plain, so boring. No lace, no exciting cut, no pattern of little holes in the cup to show off her flesh beneath. This girl was missing out. A woman had so many options on how to display her body. She should embrace them.

And she would once she had the confidence Clint would give her.

She moaned as I groped her breasts through her blouse, her nipples hard. I rubbed circles with my thumbs over her nubs. The little sighs and gasps she made were intoxicating. Her kiss grew hotter, her tongue moving, brushing mine.

Her confidence already building.

She stiffened as my hands reached behind her back. She knew what I was going for. But I didn’t let up on the kiss, I didn’t give this sweet, nineteen-year-old virgin a chance to object, to think. I wanted her thoughts full of lust.

I had plenty of practice unhooking another woman’s bra. It was different than doing your own. The clasp came off with a flick of my wrist. My hands moved, pulling the straps off her shoulders, baring those breasts. My hands found them, squeezing her warm flesh. They were soft yet firm, so wonderfully round and plump, bigger than most Asian girls her age. I found her hard nipples, short, fat nubs that I rolled between my thumbs and fingers.

Now I broke the kiss.

“Ms. Samuels,” she moaned as I rolled her nipples between my fingers, loving how she squirmed and writhed. “That’s… Oh, wow, that’s…”

“Say it,” I told her. “You want to be a debater. A debater speaks with clarity, projecting her thoughts and ideas.”

“That feels really nice,” she moaned, her lips shiny with both our saliva. “It tingles. All the way down there.”

“Down there? Use precise language.”

“My cunny. It makes me feel all fluttery and wet. I itch.”

“What does it make you want to do.”

“Touch myself,” she whispered, growing more bold. “To masturbate.”

“How?”

“I love to rub myself with my fingers,” she moaned. “And play with my nipples. I smear my pussy juices on my nipples. Makes them slippery. Then I can really roll them. I switch hands, plunging over and over, keeping my fingers coated while I play with myself. I pictured Clint doing it or Melody or… Others.”

“Only thinking about Clint and Melody until Monday,” I told her. “You need to be ready to please him. Practice sucking on carrots or bananas. No teeth. You don’t want to hurt his dick. You want to pleasure him.”

“Yes, Ms. Samuels,” she moaned, her hips shifting. “Are you really going to…go down on me?”

“Be specific.”

“Are you going to lick my cunny?” Her words burst loud from her small body, echoing through my classroom.

“Yes,” I hissed and pinched her nipples hard. She gasped and shuddered. “I’m going to do it so hard. I’m going to make you cum on my lips. I’m going to send you home feeling so confident about your sexy body.”

“I’m sexy?”

I grinned at her. “Oh, you are. That skin, these breasts, your legs. Girl, you are delicious. Petite and sexy and sensual. I have to eat you. I’m so wet for you.” I grabbed her hand and shoved it between my thighs, rubbing at my panties. “Feel how wet I am.”

She gasped, slanted eyes widening. “You’ve soaked your panties.”

Her hand came away, spots of moisture on her fingers. She glanced at me and I nodded. She brought her hand to her nose, inhaling sharply, smelling my spicy musk. Her body shivered, breasts quivering. Then she licked her fingers while I knelt before her, pink tongue sliding slowly up her digits, tasting her pleasure.

“Now isn’t that just delicious?” I asked her. “Imagine what my daughter will taste like. I bet Melody has a sweet tasting snatch.” Tonight, I would find out. I would eat both my daughter’s cunts and Alicia’s if I could manage. I was such a bad mommy and a wicked aunt.

As she licked her fingers, I worked down her skirt. Her panties were the same boring white as her bra. But her crotch was soaked. I leaned in, breathing in deeply. Her tart musk bled through the fabric. I licked, tasting cotton and pussy, such a sweet, innocent flavor.

Her hips writhed, sweet moans escaping her lips as I pushed her gusset into her folds, molding them tight. A few black curls escaped out her gusset. She wasn’t shaved. Perfect. Japanese girls looked so intoxicating with their dark, thick bushes. I bet Clint would love that about her.

“Ms. Samuels,” she moaned, staring at me. She leaned back against a desk, her hands planting on the edge, gripping it as I pulled down her panties. Slowly, rolling them down her hips, exposing the top of her black bush. “You’re really going to do this.”

“Do what?”

She licked her lips. “Lick my pussy.”

“Uh-huh.”

“It’s so wrong. I’m your student. I’m nineteen. You’re an adult.”

“I know,” I moaned, not caring about how immoral this was. My pussy was on fire. I breathed in her tart musk as her panties rolled down her sleek thighs. Her bush was trimmed but thick, hiding her folds.

I left her panties bunched around her knees, unable to resist my hungers for her barely legal snatch. I buried my lips into my student’s cunt and licked hard. She shuddered, back arching, breasts jiggling over my head as I found her virgin pussy buried beneath the forest of black curls. I ran along her slit, gathering her tart musk.

Her pussy was virginal tight. My fingers quested through her silk pubic hair. I parted her vulva, exposing her inner flesh, and licked again. I brushed her intact hymen, the membrane covered in small holes, before swiping through her folds and brushing her clit peeking out of its sheath.

She bucked. Her eyes shot wide open. “Ms. Samuels. That’s so naughty! Oh, wow. Oh, yes.”

“Don’t be shy. Tell me exactly how this feels.” I took another long, slow lick.

“It feels wonderful. Oh, your tongue is sliding through my folds. I can feel it against my flesh, caressing me. And… Oh, that’s my clitoris.”

“Your clit,” I grinned. “Your cute clit and your hot pussy, your cunt. Or your cunny. That’s what you call them.”

“Yes, yes, my cunt!” Her body shuddered saying that word. She probably thought it was such a terrible word, but know, her lusts burning hot, she realized it was also so sexy. Her hips undulated, silky pubic hairs caressing my lips as she ground on me. “Yes, yes, Ms. Samuels. Lick my pussy. My cunt! You’re such a naughty teacher! So bad!”

“I am,” I moaned. I wanted her to fuck my nephew and daughter. I wanted to make my sexy Master happy. I hadn’t even submitted to Clint yet, and he was already my master. He owned me.

And Pam would be my proof.

I licked her harder, faster. My thumb rubbed at her clit as I licked about her tight slit and folds. I brushed her hymen and drank her wonderful, tart juices. They dribbled down my chin and coated my face. She squirmed and moaned. Her hips shook, shuddered. Breasts bounced above me, dark-brown nipples waving. Her face contorted with her pleasure.

Her hips humped and moaned. Her breasts jiggled as I stirred the pleasure through her body. I made her writhe and gasp. Her head snapped back. She moaned out her delight, eyes clenching, body shivering.

“It’s building,” she moaned. “My orgasm! Oh, Ms. Samuels! Oh, this is so naughty! I’m going to cum! No one’s ever made me cum before.”

“Don’t hold back,” I moaned. “Let it out. Pretend I’m Melody.”

I sucked on her clit hard as she gasped. With her eyes closed, I knew she was picturing my daughter and her blonde hair, her round breasts, her youthful body. They were the same age, both nineteen, in the same year along with Clint. Pam spasmed, her breasts bouncing, the desk creaking.

And then she came. The breath exploded out of her. Juices flooded my mouth as she moaned and gasped. She spasmed. Her French braid whipped about her body while her breasts danced above me, so perky and firm. Her thighs tightened on my cheeks.

I savored her pleasure. I savored preparing my gift to my nephew and Master. Clint would love Pam so much. I hoped he recorded her sucking his cock on his phone. My pussy burned between my thighs. I wanted to masturbate so badly.

But I would save it for tonight. For my Master.

“Ms. Samuels,” she squeaked out as she bucked and shivered a final time, her pleasure slowing. “Ms. Samuels… Oh, that was amazing.”

“Did you picture me as Melody?” I asked.

She nodded her head.

“And you’re going to offer Clint a blowjob, telling him it was my idea?”

“I’ll think about it.”

“You’ll do it,” I said, forcing myself to be as dominant as possible. It wasn’t what I liked, but I could do it to groom young girls for my master’s pleasure. “You want to do it. This is what you need for your confidence. If you can walk up to a boy and offer to blow his dick, you can debate before a crowd.”

“Yes, Ms. Samuels.” she shivered. “But… Where can I blow him at school? We’ll get caught.”

“My classroom,” I told her. “Before my first class. It’ll be open for you to use. You’ll blow my nephew right where I’m kneeling.”

Mmm, I was such a cool aunt.

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Cheryl Elliston

I hummed happily as I cooked wearing nothing but an apron. It had been so long since I had done that. Zoey had been just a toddler and Clint a bun in my oven. Once the kids came, my sex life with my husband and sister had to go beneath their notice. All our kinky fun was outside the house or in our soundproof bedrooms—Clinton made both mine and my sister Vicky’s next door that way.

He was such a handy man.

I paused before the mixing bowl full of the breading for the chicken, made from scratch, and fought back the tears. Sometimes, it felt like Clinton just died instead of six months ago. He was my man. My son may be my new master, but he would never own my heart the way Clinton had. For twenty years he loved and dominated my sister and me.

Twenty wonderful years.

I took a deep breath, calming myself. My hand shook. I really wanted a drink. But Clint forbade me from buying any wine. There was none in the house. The shiver shook me more. I grit my teeth and went back to mixing the breading.

Cooking was soothing. I used to do it almost every night for two decades. I would come home from my job as a paralegal for Elisabet Reenbug, a tax attorney, and start dinner. Clinton loved home-cooked meals. I made enough for Vicky and her children, too.

And now I cooked for Clint.

He was watching me from the dining room, sitting at the head of the table, having a great view of my naked ass as I flounced through the kitchen. He, Melody, Alicia, and Lee were all in there working on their homework, cooling off after our morning and afternoon of nasty sex. I could still feel Lee’s mouth licking Clint’s cum out of me while the fresh flavor of Alicia’s pussy lingered on my lips.

I licked my eighteen-year-old daughter’s cunt, and I loved it.

The front door opened. I tensed for a moment. It shouldn’t be Zoey. My eldest daughter was working at Dairy Queen tonight. If she found me wearing only an apron, that would be awkward. She wasn’t ready to be apart of the harem.

Yet.

I had to have a mother-daughter conversation with her, ease her into it. She wasn’t as submissive as the other women of the family, and she still saw Clint not as a man, but as her annoying, younger brother. A kid.

A Squirt.

Instead, it was my sister, Vicky, who walked into the house back from her day coaching debate. I could just see her in the entrance way pulling off her coat and hanging it on the rack. Then she unbuttoned her blouse. She flashed me a naughty smile. I grinned back. She was eager to have a new Master, to serve Clint with me and her daughters and nieces.

We looked a lot alike, though I was taller and bustier than my little sister, though not by much. Her breasts were large and round, so fun to play with. Her hair was the same shade of black as mine—when I didn’t have it bleached blonde. Her breasts came out. We had matching tattoos over our hearts, a triangle with three letters tattooed at the corners. C at the top, then a C and a V at the bottom corners.

Clinton, Cheryl, Vicky.

Her breasts bounced as she worked out of her skirt and panties, rushing to strip for her master. Unlike me, she was shaved save for a triangle on her pudenda pointing down at her pussy. Clinton wanted me blonde and her shaved. Even after he died, we kept grooming ourselves to his standards. In fact, I needed to bleach my hair again, my roots were too dark.

Naked, she fell on her hands and knees and crawled into the kitchen, ignoring the discomfort of first hardwood floors and then linoleum. I smiled at my sister as she passed me, staring at her ass and shaved pussy.

She glistened.

A chair scraped. Clint stood up from his place at the head of the table. He was tall, strong, filling out to his father’s powerful build. Clinton had educated our son, rearing him to be the master of his sisters. My husband never touched his daughters, not even when nineteen-year-old Zoey tried to seduce him. He wanted them all for his son. So he made sure Clint knew how to act, how to handle his women, how to take care of them. I doubt Clint ever realized his father’s true goal.

“You would be so proud of him,” I whispered as Clint seized my sister’s hair.

“What do you think you’re doing, Aunt Vicky?” Clint asked, hauling her head up. She knelt before him, her spine so supple.

“I’m here to be your slave, Sir,” she answered. “To do any nasty, filthy, naughty thing you want. Degrade me. Fuck me. Use me, Sir!”

“Mom,” Lee groaned. Then she slipped out of her robes, her slim, athletic body appearing. The eighteen-year-old had small breasts and a black bush between her tan legs. Her short hair gave her a pixyish bob, fitting her bratty personality. “Me, too. I’m his slave, too, Mom. He uses me! He pissed on me.”

“Lee,” Clint growled. “Did I tell you to strip naked and interrupt your mother’s submission to me?”

“No, Sir,” Lee said, though there was heat in her voice, a wiggle to her hips. Her red and bruised ass rested on her heels. She had to feel the pain as she squirmed. She was excited to be punished.

Would Clint understand how he had to actually punish her? Vicky was the same way when she was eighteen, purposefully being a brat so Clinton would spank her.

“Then shut your filthy mouth, skank,” Clint snarled. “And get back to doing your homework. Naked. I want you to really feel that hard chair pressing on your spanked ass.”

“Yes, Sir,” Lee squeaked and dashed back to her chair, sitting down hard, groaning out her pain, and pleasure.

Clint would have to learn the same lesson as his father.

My son turned back to my sister. “And why do I want another filthy cunt in my harem?”

“Because, sir, you love having filthy cunts to abuse. And I just know the thought of mother and daughter submitting to you, being degraded by you, being treated like the filthiest trash makes you so hard, Sir.”

Clint smiled and stroked her hair. “You’re mine, slut.”

She shivered.

“Now go help my mom cook dinner. We have our schoolwork to get down.”

“You do have that History report do on Monday,” Vicky said. She taught Clint’s World History class. “And Melody, you better read the chapter on the French-Indian War. There’s a test on Monday on it.”

“Yes, Mom,” Melody said, her voice icy. “And you need to learn, Mommy-slut, that I am Clint’s Queen.”

“And I’m his Princess,” Alicia butted in.

“So remember,” Melody continued, “outside of History class, I own your ass.”

Vicky shuddered at her daughter’s words. “Yes, Madam.”

Clint smiled as he sat down, his back straight, proud like the rooster in the hen house. He patted Melody’s hand before he went back to his homework. Vicky rose with naked grace, a huge smile on her lips as she darted into the kitchen to join me.

Her arms went around me, and she kissed me, my tits, barely covered by my apron, pressed into her naked breasts. She squeezed my ass. It was so wonderful not having to hide my love for my sister, our tongues dancing.

My eyes widened. I tasted pussy on her lips.

I broke the kiss, whispering, “Who’s cunt is that?”

“Pam Hiragawa’s.”

I smiled. Clint had mentioned her a few times. He had the hots for her. She was Asian, and Clint was so much like his father. “Grooming her?”

“I’m going to be such a cool aunt.” Vicky giggled wickedly. “Clint’s going to get a treat Monday morning.”

“Good. My big, strong son deserves all the treats he gets.” I shivered, such motherly pride bursting in my chest. I had raised such a strong boy.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Clint Elliston

Dinner was delicious. Home-cooked and fulfilling. After a day of fucking, I was famished. Breaded chicken, fresh rolls, a salad with Mom’s Italian dressing recipe. I was feeling great. I grinned as Mom and Aunt Vicky, both naked, bustled the dishes to the kitchen, their large breasts bouncing, their bodies brushing each other, exchanging naughty gropes and stolen kisses, the pair so happy to serve a man again.

“Look at them,” Melody said, slipping onto my lap. Alicia had her Kindle out, reading it while Lee was bent over the table, taking a nap on her folded arms, clearly full. She ate more than I did. I admired her, her naked back a supple arch. My dick throbbed beneath my half-sister’s ass as Melody wiggled, her blonde curls brushing my shoulder.

She smelled delicious.

“They both look so happy. It’s been months, Clint, months since there’s been really happiness in the house. Since we felt like a family.”

I grinned. “Even Alicia is here, reading at the table like she would instead of vanishing into her room.”

My little sister smiled and kept reading, tapping the screen to turn the page.

Melody wiggled on my lap again. My dick ached. I glanced at the kitchen, watching my two sex slaves take care of all the mess. We couldn’t start movie night until it was clean—messes needed to taken care of right away, not allowed to fester. Taking care of a home was more important than pleasure.

Dad’s words echoed in my head.

“You like staring at our moms’ asses, don’t you?” Melody whispered.

“I do,” I groaned, my dick throbbing.

“Clint, would you do something for me?” Melody nuzzled into my neck. My submissive queen licked up to my ear. “Would you fuck me so my mom can lick out your cum.”

“You are such a perv,” I groaned, my dick throbbing.

She squealed as I lifted her in my arms and set her on the table with a loud thud. The tablecloth was already gone, and she lay on the bare table, polished dark brown. Lee lifted her head, blinking blurry eyes as I ripped open the blue robe Melody wore, exposing her round breasts. Her nipples thick and dusky. I drank in her body, following the curve of her hips to her pelvis bone, tracing that to her landing strip of gold leading to her juicy pussy.

“Say it,” I grinned, grasping her breasts, leaning over her, my dick thrusting against my robe. It wanted to burst free. “Say what you are.”

“A perv,” Melody moaned, squirming, a huge grin on her face. “Your perv, Clint.”

I licked her nipple, swirling around the nub, making her squirm. I loved the texture. My hands kneaded her breasts as the table creaked. She wiggled and thrashed, cooing out her delight. To my left, Lee whispered something to Alicia. They both stared at us, Alicia so innocent with her cute glasses and brown hair gathered in pigtails, Lee so energetic with her huge grin and quivering tits. Alicia giggled, nodding her head.

“What?” Melody asked as I sucked her nipple into my mouth. I loved it. She groaned, squealing as I covered every inch of her nub. She shuddered.

“You are a perv,” Alicia grinned. “My big sister is a perv.”

“So is your big brother, Cupcake.”

I nipped her nipple. I was. Such a perv. I was so hot to watch my aunt lick my cum out of her daughter’s snatch. My dick throbbed as I sucked and nibbled on Melody’s nub. She squirmed, her legs rubbing on my sides. Her foot moved, reaching down, searching for the tie of my robe. She played with it, trying to undo it as she moaned.

I switched to her other breast, sucking even harder on this nipple. That really made her buck and moan. Her body shuddered. Oh, she was such a naughty slut. I licked at her dusky nub and then nipped it hard, stretching out her nipple.

“Clint,” she moaned, squirming. “Oh, yes, Clint.”

Lee’s hand shot out and pinched Melody’s other nipple. Then the brat leaned over and sucked on it, the crown of her head brushing mine. Melody shivered, her foot trying harder, though in vain, to undo the loose knot of my robe.

“Oh, yes, Lee, suck on my nipple, you naughty slut. Make me feel so good while my man fucks me! Put that mouth to good use. Mmm, you just live to please us. Clint, me, Alicia. That’s it.”

I popped my lips off Melody’s nipple. “That’s right, Lee. You make your sister feel good while I fuck her brains out.”

“Do it, big brother,” Alicia giggled, sounding so girlish, so much younger than her eighteen years. She was so precious.

“I will, Princess. My queen’s a perv in need of a big, hard cock.”

“So badly,” moaned Melody while Lee sucked loud and noisily on her nipple.

I rose, ripping open my robe. From the kitchen, Aunt Vicky watched with hungry eyes. “Fuck my daughter, Sir,” she moaned. “I want to lick her clean. Oh, yes. Make me lick my baby girl clean of all your spunk.”

“Mommy’s so proud of her big, strong son.”

“Keep doing the dishes, sluts,” I growled, bringing my dick to Melody’s pussy. I loved this. I loved all these women in my own ways. Melody and Alicia were my girls as well as my subs. Lee and Vicky were my trashy slaves, to be used because it made them happy. I would degrade them and show them my love. And my mom… I would dominate her, control her, and make her so proud of me.

Just hearing her words made my dick hard. Seeing her smile, knowing I gave her joy again, made me feel like a man.

“Fuck,” I growled and slammed my cock into my queen, the woman I loved first.

Alicia took my hand, watching with eager eyes as my dick buried into Melody’s cunt. I gripped Alicia’s hand, holding it like she was my little girl and not just my little sister. My dick ached as I buried into Melody’s depths. Lee sucked harder, her lips popping off Melody’s nipple over and over, making her cunt clench on my dick.

I drew back, savoring the thrill of being surrounded by my harem. I drove my dick in again, burning into her sopping wet depths. She groaned, thighs tightening about my hips. She wiggled, undulated, the table creaking beneath her.

“Yes, yes, yes, that’s how you fuck your sister, Clint,” Melody moaned “Oh, you are the best, Clint!”

“You are, big brother,” Alicia moaned, squeezing my hand. Her other was buried beneath her lap, her hazel eyes growing glossy.

“Just a stud, Sir,” moaned Lee before she attacked Melody’s other nipple.

She gasped, moaning as her little sister sucked hard on her nipple, her pussy clenching so tight about my thrusting dick. The friction was incredible. Pleasure flowed through me as I pounded my half-sister’s cunt. I reamed my dick into her over and over, burying into her tight depths, my balls smacking into her taint. The table rocked from the force of my thrusts. She groaned, wiggling, shaking those hips, gasping out her joy.

Her pussy was so hot. So wet. So juicy. I shivered, reaming deeper and deeper into her cunt. I slammed into her depths. I groaned with each one, grunting out my pleasure. I squeezed my little sister’s hand.

“How does she feel, big brother?”

“So good, Princess,” I panted. “Oh, yes. She feels so good.”

“Cum in her, big brother. She needs it. She’s a naughty perv. She wants her mommy to lick all your yummy cream out of her cunny.”

“Just like you do, Cupcake,” groaned Melody. “Your innocent face doesn’t hide how much of a perv you are, too.”

I grinned while Alicia only shivered, her arm moving faster, rubbing her pussy harder. She leaned back in her chair, quivering, soft moans escaping her lips, propelling me to fuck Melody harder and harder.

Lee sucked back and forth between Melody’s tits, leaving each one shiny and hard. Her sucking pops echoed over the clatter of dishes being washed in the kitchen. Her every suck made Melody shiver, her head tossing back and forth.

“That’s it, you fucking brat,” Melody hissed. Her hand suddenly shot between Lee’s thighs. “And you’re dripping wet. Of course you are, you nasty degenerate. You always have a hot cunt.”

Lee squealed, shuddering, grinding as I heard Melody’s fingers slam into wet cunt, making that nasty squelch. Lee sucked harder, her slim body quivering. Incestuous passion burned around me. My balls ached as I thrust faster and faster.

Melody came first. Her pussy spasmed about my dick, hungry for my cum. It spurted out of me in mighty blasts, basting her cunt. I slammed my cock deep into her pussy. The table quivered and rocked. My dick buried into her cunt, my back arched.

“Cum in me!” Melody begged. “Please, Clint! Please! Shower me in your love.”

“Do it, big brother,” Alicia gasped. Her small nose quivered, her glasses slipping. Her pigtails danced as she thrashed. She gripped my hand so tightly as she came. “Flood her. The perv needs it. Big sis is the biggest perv!”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Melody moaned.

“You are,” I groaned, ramming into my half-sister’s pussy. I stared into her hazel eyes. She bucked, the brat attached to her nipple, her fingers reaming Lee’s cunt. “The biggest perv! It’s why I love you!”

“Yes!” Her pussy spasmed harder.

My balls ached. My dick buried into her depths.

My cum exploded out of me. I grunted, shuddering, spasming, my balls emptying over and over into my sister’s cunt. Blast after blast of jizz flooding her fertile cunt. I had pumped so much jizz into all my women. I hoped they all would get pregnant and…

Fuck, I would need to get a job. I would have to support my family. Zoey was right.

“Yes,” I groaned as I buried into her. “I’ll fucking take care of you all!”

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Melody Samuels

Lee’s hand clamped over my pussy, holding in Clint’s spunk, made me shiver. I lay on the table, hugging my knees to my breasts, making sure none escaped so my mom could lick me clean. It was so hot.

I licked my fingers, savoring the brat’s pussy juices. Lee grinned at me. I couldn’t help grinning back. We had drifted so far apart as sisters, almost strangers to each other, and now our true selves were unmasked, our passions exposed. And we accepted each other. I felt genuine affection, even love, for the brat.

And it was so much fun humiliating her. And soon I would get to do it to my mother. My mother.

“Hurry up and clean,” I moaned.

“They can’t rush it,” Clint grinned. “They have to do it perfectly or they’ll be punished.”

Lee shuddered, a big smile crossing her lips. She liked being punished.

“There, big brother,” Alicia moaned, rising from the floor. “All clean.”

“Mmm, you did such a good job, Princess,” Clint told her and kissed her on the lips. She had licked all my pussy juices off his cock. He pulled her onto his lap, nuzzling against her neck while she squealed like a little girl.

She was so cute with him.

The dishwasher rumbled to life. The kitchen’s lights turned off. I craned my head, staring down the table, the world upside down, and smiled as Aunt Cheryl and my mom walked out naked, their large breasts bouncing together.

“We’ve finished, Sir,” Aunt Cheryl said. “Would you like to inspect our work?”

“Do I need to?” Clint sounded so commanding.

“No, Sir,” Mom answered, her voice thick and throaty.

“Is it movie time?” Lee asked, bursting with excitement. “I want Mom to see what a nasty pee slut I am, Sir!” She bounced, her hand rubbing so hard against my wet pussy.

“It is,” Clint said. “Keep covering your sister’s cunt, slut.”

Then he picked me up in his arms. He was so strong. I felt like a cuddly ball, still clutching my knees, as he carried me, Lee trailing, her hand struggling to cover my pussy and keep all the cum trapped in me. Everyone followed, eager for the fun. The camera was already hooked up to the TV, ready to play the naughty film we made this afternoon.

Clint reached the couch and sat down. Then, to my complete shock, he flipped me over onto his lap, my face pressing into the cushion. Before I could understand what was going on, his hand squeezed my ass.

“But first, Melody’s been smart with me all day, forgetting that I am in charge, not her.”

“I have,” I shuddered. He had promised me a spanking. He hadn’t forgotten. I had pushed him, curious to see just how strong my man was. He indulged me because it made him happy, but there were limits.

And I had to be punished for crossing them.

“Aunt Slut, get your mouth over here and start licking your daughter’s pussy while I spank her.” Clint grinned. “We don’t want to lose all that jizz.”

And he really wanted to make sure I enjoyed my punishment while at the same time directing us like his toys. I shivered, loving it. Alicia sat down beside him, pulling my head into her lap, her sort hands caressing my hair.

My mom let out a moan that may have been sir, but it was too full of throaty passion for me to tell. She knelt on the floor, grabbed my thighs, and buried her face into my snatch. Her tongue licked through my creamy folds, gathering Clint’s cum as it leaked out.

And then it hit me. My mom was licking my pussy. She birthed me, and now she was devouring me.

This was so wrong. So wicked. I was such a perv for wanting this. I wiggled my hips, savoring the depraved incest. Her tongue flew across my pussy, licking, sucking, devouring every drop of my cream and Clint’s cum.

“Wow,” Lee gasped. “Mom’s licking you.”

“She is,” I moaned, quivering, wiggling on Clint’s lap. I was still kneeling, my ass so high up and—

Crack!

Clint’s hand fell. Burning pain shot through me. I groaned, wiggling my hips, grinding on my mom’s licking tongue and naughty lips. The stinging heat bled into my pussy, mixing with the rapture.

“You were such a bad big sis,” giggled Alicia.

Crack!

“Oh, god,” I moaned. “Clint!”

He didn’t spank me as hard as Lee, letting me feel the delight of the stinging instead of agony. I loved it. He was so strong, proving to all of us that he deserved to be the man of the house. My hips wiggled more, my pussy growing hotter and hotter. I groaned, the pleasure bleeding out of me. Such hot, wonderful delight drifted through me.

My pussy clenched and relaxed. My eyes fluttered. Oh, his hand was so delicious. So dominating. And Mom’s tongue was skilled. She probed into my depths, devouring me, her hands clenching on my thighs as she drank my cum.

Crack!

“Eat her cunt,” growled Clint. “Devour your daughter’s snatch. Please her. She’s your queen. Worship her.”

“Yes, Sir,” moaned my mom. “Madam, you taste so good. So delicious.”

“And you feel so good, Mommy-slut,” I moaned. “Keep licking my cunt. Put that nasty tongue to good use. Oh, I can’t wait to piss in your mouth. You and Lee, every morning, will drink our piss. We’ll take turns who we piss in.”

“Yes,” Lee groaned.

“Yes, Madam!” moaned my mom.

Just hearing my mom’s submission made me quiver. Clint’s hand cracked down again, the pain flaring as Mom’s lips found my clit. She sucked on them. My toes curled as the rush of incestuous pleasure through me. I quivered and moaned, my orgasm bursting through my body.

Pleasure flooded through me. Hot waves of heat that splashed against my mind. They inundated my thoughts. My mom made me cum while my half-brother spanked me. Clint’s hand rested on my ass, squeezing it as I moaned and gasped.

“Yes, yes, I have such a nasty mom! Slut-mom! Oh, god! Lick all the pussy cream and cum out of my snatch, Mommy-slut. You’re just a whore! A cock-sucking, piss-drinking, cunt-lapping whore!”

“She is,” Clint groaned, giving my ass a nice squeeze.

“You are so awesome, Mom!” squealed Lee. “Lick her cunt. Oh, yes, Mommy. I love you so much! We’re sluts together!”

“Yes, you are!” I screamed, my voice echoing through the living room. I loved our family. It was the best in the world.

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Vicky Samuels

My daughter’s pussy tasted as sweet as I imagined it would, and eating Clint’s cum out of her snatch made me so wet. So I was so happy to obey my nephew’s next command. I plopped down on his lap, siting on him, facing the TV, and groaned as his dick filled my cunt.

The dick that now owned me. The dick that had fucked my daughter not long ago. It had filled her pussy like it filled mine. Clint’s strong arms went around my waist, holding me against his strong chest. I could almost imagine it was his father holding me.

Almost.

“Movie time,” squealed Lee. She hit play on the camera, then dived back down to sit on the floor before the couch. Alicia was on our right, Melody and my sister on our left. Clint’s chin rested on my shoulder.

“Ready, whore?” he asked as the camera showed Lee kneeling naked in the tub up in the master bedroom, her body quivering.

“I am so ready,” I groaned, my pussy clenching on his dick as my eyes were riveted to the screen.

Clint’s dick appeared, grasped in Melody’s hand. Lee opened her mouth, so eager and ready. I couldn’t look away from my youngest’s first taste of humiliation and piss. My pussy clenched so hard on my Master’s cock when his piss erupted.

That yellow stream splashed into Lee’s open mouth. I could see her eyes widening, the mix of shame and pleasure at the first acrid taste of piss landing on her tongue. She savored it. She shivered, her small breasts jiggling as piss overflowed her mouth. The stream was so strong and powerful.

And then Melody aimed it around her face, hosing her in sheets of yellow. The urine flowed up to her head and then ran down her neck and chest to her breasts. She had her eyes closed as she showered in humiliation.

“Oh, god, baby girl,” I moaned. “You are such a slut. You fucking loved it.”

“I did, Mom,” Lee moaned as she sat on the floor.

“She came so hard as we degraded her,” Clint groaned, his hands sliding up, squeezing my tits.

My nephew found my nipples, playing with them as my eyes were riveted on the screen.

Even though we weren’t fucking, just feeling his cock in me, shifting around as we both squirmed at the hot sight on the screen, sent ripples of rapturous heat through me. My breathing grew hotter and hotter as my sister seized Lee’s piss soaked hair, yanking her head around.

It was captured in HD clarity. It looked so amazing on the huge TV. I could see the drops of yellow piss working down her cheek as she sat in profile now, her face buried into my sister’s cunt. I licked my lips, remembering all the time I had drunk Cheryl’s urine while Clinton watched, his dick sometimes in my pussy or ass.

Cheryl pissed hard. Streams escaped, running down my daughter’s cheek. She squirmed and moaned and then was licking pussy.

“Was that your first cunt you ate?” I asked as on the TV my daughter lapped at my sister’s hairy snatch.

“Yes, Mom,” Lee moaned. “I’m not into girls, so it was so humiliating to have to lick her pussy clean. I did it though. I cleaned her up and made her cum. You can’t see her face, but listen to her.”

“I hear her. Oh, you’re making my older sister squeal. You’re making her cum. You are such a pussy-licking slut, Lee.”

“And that makes you hot, huh, whore?” Clint asked, twisting my nipple. “Watching your baby girl be a filthy slut?”

“So hot, Sir!” I groaned, quivering, the excitement building in my body.

Alicia stepped up next, getting revenge on Lee for all the times she was picked on, her small body quivering, her stomach rippling as she ground her pussy on Lee’s face, flooding her with so much urine. My daughter drank it all, gulping it down, loving it while Clint fucked her pussy so hard.

“I’m so proud of you for being such a filthy whore, Lee,” I moaned, squirming more and more, hearing her gulp urine and take Clint’s cock. “We’re going to drink piss every morning together.”

“Yes, Mom,” Lee moaned. “Sluts together.”

“They should get matching tattoos,” moaned Melody. “Mommy and Daughter Piss Sluts.”

“Fuck,” Clint groaned, twisting my nipple hard.

My pussy was so hot. I shifted, sliding up just an inch, savoring the friction of his girth, before slipping back down. Over and over, just enough to make us both groan and gasp as we watched Lee lick Alicia to her orgasm, my niece screaming her head off as the pleasure crashed over her.

“Now it’s my turn,” Melody moaned.

I grinned as Melody joined the tub. Clint switched holes at Melody’s urging, fucking Lee’s virgin asshole as Melody pissed all over her face. Watching my youngest lick my eldest made my pussy even hotter. Sisterly incest, so loving and nasty all at the same time, Lee’s face stained with cunt and piss.

“Oh, god, you two are so hot. Oh, Lee, you drank your sister’s piss.”

“While Clint fucked my pussy, Mom,” she moaned. “It was hot.”

“So hot,” Clint groaned. “Keep sliding that cunt on my dick, slut. I’m going to flood you with so much cum. I hope you’re not on birth control. I’m breeding you, Aunt Vicky.”

“Oh, my god!” I gasped, bucking on his dick as my eyes were locked onto Lee trapped between Melody and Clint, her small body rocking, piss dripping from her face, her ass taking Clint’s thick cock.

The cock that was buried in my pussy. This cock had taken both my daughter’s virginity. The first cock in their mouths, their pussies, and their asses. And it was in my cunt. The cunt that birthed them both.

“Clint!” I screamed as I came, my pussy spasming about his dick. I thrashed on his lap, savoring his fingers pinching and rolling my nipples.

His hips thrust up. He grunted, driving his dick into my cumming depths. Cum splashed into my pussy. My nephew’s jizz. I groaned, shuddering, writhing, my pussy milking his dick, eager for every last drop of his spunk.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned. “Cum in me! Breed me, Sir! Breed your aunt like you bred both my daughters!”

Clint held me tight, grunting into my ear as his cum pumped into my depths. “You are the coolest aunt ever, slut.”

“Yes!” I screamed as my orgasm burned even hotter through me. I couldn’t wait until Monday and his treat.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Zoey Elliston

I yawned as I staggered up to the porch. It was late, past three in the morning. My feet were killing me. I reeked of body spray and perfume, masking how dirty I felt. It was a long shift, but I made so much money. Over a thousand in tips. That would help the household out.

Someone had to step up. Clint claimed he was the man of the house, but that boy had no idea that money was getting tight, that Mom was slacking at work and not bringing home as much. And without Dad’s paycheck…

At least it was fun money to make. Men were such idiots. I was so glad Stefani had this idea.

I fumbled with my keys. It was dark, past two AM. I opened the door and stepped into the empty house. My heels clicked as I walked in, clutching my gym bag holding my work clothes in them. I walked only a few steps when the living room light clicked on.

I froze.

“Zoey, we need to talk,” my mother said.

My stomach clenched. She knew. Somehow, she knew I was stripping at Flashing Glitter instead of working the deep fryer at Dairy Queen. She would kill me. I may be twenty, but I still was going to school. I still lived beneath her roof.

Dad would have definitely kill me for this. Fuck.

Trembling, I stepped into the living room and faced my mom wearing a bath robe, her dyed-blonde hair mussed, her legs crossed. I swallowed and tried to sound casual as I said, “Hi, Mom. About what?”

To be continued…

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When Natalie began to return to consciousness she first became aware of soft butterfly kisses on her neck. For a second or two she was so dazed she wasn’t sure what was going on, then reality flooded back to her and she blinked her eyes open to find Mila staring down at her.

“Good, I was beginning to worry that I’d worn you out already.” Mila said with a grin before gently pressing her lips to Natalie’s and then lying down next to her, “Mmmmmm, it’s been way too long since I ate pussy, and you were super sweet. Just like I thought you would be.”

Mila then kissed Natalie again, this time long enough for Natalie to kiss back, welcoming the other girl’s tongue into her mouth, Mila smiling at her co-star’s willingness.

The idea that she had pleased Mila enough to make her smile set a thrill through Natalie’s body.

After all those orgasms, the last one of which still felt like it was making its way through her body, the least Natalie could do was kiss her friend back. This was the reason Natalie didn’t object to Mila taking her hands and guiding them to her body, coaxing Natalie to slide her hands over soft girl flesh, Natalie marveled at the thrill that merely touching Mila’s sides and back gave her.

Soon Natalie was caressing Mila’s body of her own accord, her hands tracing Mila’s pretty face, toned stomach and arms, and eventually she felt brave enough her co-star’s breasts.

Mila gasped and then finally broke the lip lock to stare down lustfully at Natalie, “I know this is your first time… and you don’t have to… but…”

The words were left unspoken, probably in an attempt not to freak Natalie out, which was probably a good thing and she was more than on the verge of doing so, but she felt suddenly compelled to repay Mila for the ecstasy she had delivered to her body. Besides, since she had succumbed to her curiosity Natalie might as well fully satisfy it.

With the sudden burst of energy that Natalie she rolled her co-star over so she was on top of her, Mila grinning up at her happily before accepting the surprisingly deep and passionate kiss Natalie gave her.

Calling upon her acting skills Natalie was able to create the illusion of confidence as she worked her way down Mila’s body, stopping at the other her full breasts to take a swollen nipple into her mouth and suck on it and scraping at it with her top teeth before sucking it hard into her hot mouth. Looking up at Mila, Natalie spent long moments sucking and nibbling on her hard elongated nipples.

In retrospect Natalie could understand why Mila had all but skipped foreplay giving she probably thought Natalie might change her mind at any moment, but they were past the point Natalie felt she could do that and while she may have missed out on getting her tits played with Mila wasn’t going to suffer the same fate.

Natalie loved foreplay, and as much as it made her blush under the circumstances she couldn’t imagine her friend felt any differently, and while she had no experience of doing this Natalie simply did what she liked and it seemed to work.

Mila was moaning softly in no time, the sound encouraging Natalie to suck harder her nipples and Natalie did letting her tongue swirl around and over each nipple so that she went back and forth between them. Meanwhile her hands which had been previously so reluctant to touch Mila in the beginning were now all over the other girl’s boobs, caressing the soft flesh as her mouth and tongue sent shivers through Mila’s hot body.
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“That’s it Natalie… just like that. Mmmmmm, suck my tits.” Mila whispered huskily, “Suck on my nipples. Ohhhhh, good girl.”

Natalie blushed at the words but they fuelled her onwards even more than the moans, which were still plentiful, Mila clearly noticing how Natalie seemed to enjoy her words and capitalized on it.

“You like it too don’t you? You like sucking on my nipples?” Mila questioned rhetorically, “Yes you do, don’t you? You love playing with my tits. Mmmmmm, I’m glad you like it, because you can do it as much as you want. Please Natalie, have your way with my tits. Oh fuck it feels so good!”

Natalie did as she was told, continuing to work on Mila’s tits for what felt like an eternity until her curiosity could no longer be sated by the foreplay. Natalie quickly kissed her way down her friend’s flat stomach and down between her legs.

When her face was inches away from Mila’s pussy, Natalie paused for a moment, her apprehension and nervousness briefly flooding back to her before she pushed it aside, closed her eyes, extended her tongue and gave a long, soft lick to the wet cunt lips in front of her.

Honestly Natalie wasn’t sure if she had been expecting it to be wonderfully good or horrendously bad but the reality was something in the middle, at least at first. When she began sliding her tongue over Mila’s pussy lips in a continuous licking motion her began to love the slick wetness of her friend’s cunt flesh and her tastebuds got used to this new and yet familiar flavor, Natalie liked it more and more with each lick. And the more she liked the taste of Mila’s cunt the more eagerly she licked, until there was no doubt left in her that she… that she loved the fucking taste of pussy.

She, Natalie Portman, was a cunt licker.

She liked sliding her tongue all over Mila’s pussy, moving it up, down, clockwise and anticlockwise. She teasing the entrance of Mila’s cunt that jamming her tongue in as deep as she could swirling and twisting for everhy ounce of Mila’s juices. Then she would let her tongue run quick pirouettes over Mila’s stiff, throbbing clit until Mila’s moans and whimpers become like music to Natalie’s ears.

The tune of that music changed when Mila began verbally encouraging her again, “Yes, yes that’s it, oh fuck lick me. Lick my cut you hot fucking diva bitch! Yes, just like that, mmmmmm, you’re licking my cunt so fucking good.”

Natalie blushed at the words, but not as much as before, and as the blush faded all she was left with was arousal, that arousal pushing the slightly her friend onwards, Natalie licked Mila with more confident strokes of her tongue, slowly pushing it inside Mila’s extremely welcoming wet cunt hole.

“OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH YEEEESSSSSS!” Mila cried out loudly, a few guttural noises escaping her lips as Natalie gently pushed her tongue all the way inside the other girl, slowly pulled it out, and then slowly pushed it back in again, “Yes… yes… oh… yes… fuck me. Tongue fuck me my cunt Natalie.”

Mila sounded amazed. Natalie guessed her co-star wasn’t expecting her to go this far. In all fairness neither was she, but Natalie felt like she couldn’t help herself. Mila was just so delicious, and Natalie couldn’t bare the thought of wasting a drop of Mila’s pussy juice.

Without even really being aware of it Natalie’s curiosity for the taste of pussy juice had turned into want, and then a burning need, the star of Black Swan pressing her face as deep as it would go in between her co-star’s legs, her mouth creating a tight seal around Mila’s cunt lips so she could eagerly swallow as much cunt cream as she possibly could. The heavenly liquid seemed to endlessly flow into her mouth to the point of overflow, Natalie’s face and even her hair becoming coated in pussy juice, as her tongue continue tongue fucking Mila with long, steady strokes.

“Fuck me. Fuck me Natalie. Fuck me with that soft little tongue of yours. Mmmmmm, it feels so good inside me. It feels so good inside my cunt. Ohhhhhhh Natalie, please, give me more. Fuck me harder. Fuck me harder with your tongue. Ahhhhhhh yeeeesssss, that’s it, harder, fuck me, yeeeessssss, yeeeeeessssss, oooooooohhhhhh yeeeeeessssss tongue my cunt you hot bitch!”

Natalie felt Mila’s hand on the back of her head, as she began to grind her cunt into Natalie’s mouth pushing her tongue deeper into her pussy as she neared the edge of her orgasm. Instead of being put off Natalie began thrusting her tongue in and out of Mila as hard as she could, for the first time in her life desperate to make another girl cum.

“Oh my God, oh my God, ooooohhhhh myyyyyy Gooooodddddd!” Mila screamed, “I, oooooohhhhhh, I knew it. Mmmmmmm, I knew you’d like eating pussy. I… I knew if you just got a one taste of my sweet cunt you’d be hooked. Mmmmmm, just like me. Isn’t that right Natalie? Yeeeeessssss, you’re, ooooohhhhhh, you’re hooked. And after tonight you’re going to be craving it. Craving cunt. Ahhhhhhh, oooooh, soon you’re going to be a cunt craving pussy addict… a lesbian whore… a little lezzie slut just like me! You’re… you’re…”

Mila’s next few words were incoherent, and even if they had been Natalie wouldn’t have even been able to concentrate on them as a forceful spray of Mila’s hot cum flushed her waiting mouth washing over her lips and down her chin. Mila was squirting just as she had done. The next wave of cum hit her full on the face as she gasped for air and Mila screamed seeing her cum wash over Natalie’s beautiful face. Natalie stopped the tongue fucking long after she swallowed every drop of what she could only assume was Mila’s cum before going right back to it, determined to make the other girl cum as much as she had previously not simply because she wanted to return the favor, which she did, but because she wanted to taste another hot shot of Mila’s cum n. No, she needed to taste Mila’s cum again. She needed it more than she’d ever needed anything else in her life.
 

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The depravity of Uncle Raymond

Jim and Beverly sat in the tub reminiscing about certain things that happened many years ago. Jim just revealed that he was going to reconcile with his brother Raymond. Jim is in the midst of telling his wife Beverly the many ways that his brother Raymond betrayed very important men in other secret sects of Minotaur and Satyr. So let’s pick the story up with Jim telling Beverly a new story about the exploits of his twin brother Raymond.

Jim gazing at his wife from the other side of the bath tub and said, “You know there are so many things that you don’t know about my brother. Do you remember the flowery story that his daughters Kasey and Kaitlin told us of how Raymond took their virginities? Even that nice version of the story shocked not only you but me as well the first time that we heard of it.

I am about to reveal to you the real story and events that you don’t know about. Do you when remember Raymond was in Switzerland meeting with Theo Burkhart the Senior Vice-President of Varits. Vartis were desperate to distribute Glaxo’s new drug. Theo knew he needed Raymond’s help if his company was going to get the distribution rights. Theo wanted to broker the deal between the two giant companies. Theo is a Minotaur who is just like us the Centaur.

While Raymond and Christina were guests at Theo’s home they participated in several orgies with Theo and his wife Yvonne and other high ranking Minotaur couples. After several days of fucking and sucking each other’s significant other’s Raymond and Theo found just enough time to broker the deal. Theo told Raymond that they should seal the deal by each man sacrificing their children to the other man. Theo revealed that he desired to make love with Kasey. That opened a door for Raymond to fuck his daughters who were 19, 15 and 13 also Theo had a son 17 that Christina wanted to fuck as well.

It wasn’t enough for both of these guys to just agree to a simple business deal. Both participated in various orgies that week, sometimes with and sometimes without their wives knowledge. They both had become greedy and decided that to seal the deal each could take the other’s daughters as a sign of their bond to one another as Minotaur and Centaur. There was only one problem with this plan, Kasey and Kaitlin were still virgins and it would be an insult to Raymond if Theo a Minotaur took the virginities of either girl. So, Ray had to do something to help seal the deal and he had to do it fast. There was a lot of money to be made by both of them when their respective companies stock would rise after the announcement.

It turns out that this guy Theo was a bigger pervert than Raymond. He wanted to fuck Kasey but one evening in a drunken stupor Theo let it slip out that his real desire was to fuck Kaitlin but the problem with that was she was only 10 at the time. Raymond knew that it was wrong for him to request Kaitlin and he drew the line there and Theo backed off. Theo couldn’t wait to take Kasey sexually and once he left Raymond he immediately sought to find his teenage treasure.

While Theo and Raymond were talking Kasey and Ursula (Theo’s daughter) were down at the swimming pool having fun. Once Kasey had just finished swimming she made her way to the pool house to change. Theo seeing that his daughter Ursula left and went back into the house made his way to Kasey so that he could take his prize. When Kasey emerged from the shower Theo lay on the couch naked waiting for her. Kasey was shocked by Theo being so forward but Raymond had told her the day before that she was eventually going to have to give herself to him but she would have to lose her virginity to Raymond first.

Kasey remained very still knowing that she was naked under her towel. She then looked at Theo and let his tall slender body sink into her memory. Her eyes started at his youthful face down to his slim torso but she could not miss his very long and thin cock. It was different from her father’s as Theo was not circumcised and his head was covered with his foreskin. Kasey giggled as she was nervous and then her eyes began to dart up, down, left and right not trying to stare at the seven inches of manhood waiting for her.

Theo stood up from the couch and walked across the room and gingerly hugged Kasey. Theo whispered in Kasey’s ear and asked if she knew about the situation between her father and him? Kasey came up to her tip toes and whispered back in his ear that she knew but now was not the time for Theo to take her. Theo ignored her and began kissing her and before she knew it Theo a maneuvered the towel off of her body and began to caress her everywhere he could.

Theo stepped back from Kasey holding her hands then spread them open to exhibit her 14-year-old body. Kasey quickly put one leg in front of the other hiding her tiny pink slit. Theo with his heavy Swiss accent told her that if she was going to see his penis he had every right to see her vagina. Theo released her hands and Kasey moved to the couch and spread her legs open and tilted her head back as she closed her eyes. Theo looked at his treasure as he stroked his masculinity.

Theo’s eyes were wide with glee seeing his prize before him. Even at a young age Kasey had sexiness about her. Kasey’s hair fell over her right breast and her eyes opened and smiled as she watched Theo pleasuring himself. Kasey’s was very excited that another man other than her father wanted her sexually. Her nipples were perky and with her heels on the edge of the couch and hands behind her ass created an image that to this day Theo has never forgotten. Theo’s eyes went from her breasts down to her torso. Theo smiled as his mouth watered at the sight of the small tear shaped vagina of Kasey.

Theo fell to his hands and knees and crawled over to the couch. Rising to meet Kasey she wrapped her arms around Theo and he kissed her. Kasey could feel the warmth of Theo’s virility against her thin bronzed stomach. Kasey began to lose herself in the moment Theo then stood before her and she dropped to her knees and was greeted by Theo’s hard on. Kasey started things off by sucking Theo’s cock. Theo was amazed that a 14-year-old had the ability to engulf his manhood. Theo was in awe of Kasey’s ability to kiss the base of his cock as her nose was against his stomach. Not even Theo’s wife or daughter’s was able to achieve what Kasey just achieved. Theo interlaced his fingers behind her head and began to pump the full length of his uncircumcised cock from the opening of her mouth to the deep recesses of her throat.

It excited Theo watching his cock disappear down the young girl’s throat and the only reason Theo would pull out or stop pumping is when Kasey would gag on him. To Kasey’s credit no matter how many tears streamed down her cheeks she was a gamer and continued enthusiastically sucking his cock. Theo looking down at what he was doing to this little girl heightened his excitement and as he felt his cum beginning to stir at the base of his cock he pulled out and pumped his manhood. Kasey was not a stranger to having an older man standing over her stroking his cock. Raymond played the kiss and pump game with her at least twice a week. Looking up with doe like eyes told Theo cum on her face and her mouth. Theo really didn’t need any more inspiration as he erupted all over her.

Once Theo’s week knees recovered from his orgasm he decided he wanted to return the favor. Cleaning her face as she sat her on the couch Theo just had to see her young vagina’s black recesses. Theo spread Kasey’s legs and that’s when he noticed that Kasey still had her hymen. Theo immediately stopped and apologized to Kasey and then slipped off to confront Ray about what had just happened. Theo told Raymond he needed to take care of Kasey’s virginity situation or the business deal was off and that Raymond would not be allowed to have any his daughters.

Ray realized the implications of not solidifying this deal. Raymond then concocted some bullshit story and convinced his daughters to go camping overnight so that they could see the sunrise in the morning or some bullshit like that. They would pitch a tent on the ridge and sleep outside for the night. He promised his girls that it would a lot of fun. Christina helped Raymond come up with the plan because she wanted some alone time to fuck Theo’s son Peter that same night.

That night Theo obliged Raymond and had several of his servants set up the campsite. As the night progressed Theo had several sleeping bags placed inside of the tent. Both Kasey and Kaitlin waited with Theo’s youngest daughter Ursula in her bedroom. All three girls looked cute as buttons wearing nothing but t-shirts and sweat pants. Ray smiled at Ursula held out both of his hands and stole his daughters away for the evening.

Ray started the evening by sitting around the campfire telling ghost stories and roasting marshmallows and that is where the problem started. One of Theo’s daughters Ursula who was only 13-years-old was jealous of Kasey and Kaitlin. She wanted to join in on Raymond and the girls camping trip, she felt slighted by not getting an invitation. Ursula brought her sleeping bag and a pillow and went out to join them at the campsite. Ray was worried a little bit but he figured that he would leave Ursula and Kaitlin behind in the morning and take Kasey to the top of the ridge and surprise her with the news that he was going to take her virginity at sunrise. Kasey had been waiting several months since her 14th birthday for Raymond to finally make her a woman. Kasey realized what her father was up to after her escapade with Theo earlier that day. Kasey became very excited about the opportunity to finally become a woman once and for all.

See honey you heard the flowery story of how Kasey and Raymond went to the summit at sunrise and Kasey became a woman at the hand of her father as it should be with the Centaur. She told everyone how much she loved her father because he was so gentle and loving to her. The way her father was fucking her from behind as they watched the new day dawning. It was Kasey’s new day that she crossed over to womanhood.

Now, it’s true that they did camp out that night about 400 yards from the summit of the ridge. They wanted to be close enough that they didn’t have to hike to long to get to the top in the darkness before sunrise. What Ray didn’t expect was that over the previous week Ursula became infatuated with Kasey she really idolized her. They had become instant friends as soon as they met.

So, after each one took turns telling their ghost stories while roasting marshmallows the girls decided to turn in for the night. Ray took care of the fire to make sure that it didn’t go completely out so that there was some source of heat for them. When Ray entered the tent Ursula was in the same sleeping bag with Kasey.

Ray did try to tell Ursula that this was supposed to be something special for him and his girls. Ursula told him that her father said that it was okay to camp with them that night. Unfortunately what Ray didn’t know was that she was quite the deceitful little teen. Now because she misled Ray believing that Theo was offering his youngest daughter to him. That she must not be a virgin after all. That it would be okay for Ray to have sex with her once Kasey’s virginity was taken Theo then would be allowed to take his prize once and for all.

The girls wouldn’t go to sleep to them it was like having a slumber party. Since Ray was working under the assumption that Theo was giving him permission to fuck his daughter he began to slip into his usual debauchery. Raymond wanted to play his usual games with his girls. You know, how many fingers and kiss and pump. Kasey and Kaitlin became excited at the prospect of playing the games with their father.

Ursula sat very still as her heart began to beat hard under her chest as she watched as Kaitlin and Kasey get undressed then asked them what they were doing. As the girls were disrobing they each began to explain to Ursula that they were going to play these really cool games with their father. Ursula listened as they girls explained the different games to her. Ursula liked what she heard and she herself began to disrobe just like the other girls. At first Ursula became self conscious as she was not developed in the chest area as Kasey was. Ursula was usually embarrassed to be naked in front of strangers but if she wanted to play the games with the girls she was going to have to be brave.

Raymond told me that he took special notice of Ursula. She was an attractive young lady. As Kasey and Kaitlin looked like a whirlwind as their clothes came off gave Ursula the chance to finally shine. Being the youngest of three older sisters she always felt that she was always never noticed. Ursula stood before everyone and that is when Raymond said he noticed that she was wearing lipstick and eye shadow.
Ursula took her coat off and Ray was intrigued that she wasn’t wearing a shirt but it was the top a black dress. When she slipped out of her jeans the bottom of dress she was wearing barley covered of her ass.

Smiling at every one she slowly began to strip out of her dress. Her first arm she pushed through the strap and as her dress fell open her left breast became exposed. Ursula still being a shy young teen covered it with her hand. Then as her confidence began to build looking at the nakedness of the other two girls she pushed her hand through the other strap. This time Ursula did not cover her tiny A-cup breasts and stood with her hands on her hips putting her breasts on display. Ray wanting her to feel more comfortable told her how beautiful she was and encouraged her to remove the entire dress. Kaitlin told her she should take her panties off first. Smiling at Kaitlin she hooked her thumbs inside of her thong and with one motion she bent forward and her panties were around her ankles. She giggled and then kicked her panties over to Kasey.

Ursula decided to continue to be adventuresome and grabbed one of the portable stools and straddled it facing away from them. Ursula pulled her dress up over her ass which exposed her pink vagina and her anus. This brought a smile to the whole Miller family as they clapped as Ursula exposed herself to everyone. Then Raymond stood before his young subjects and got naked for his girls. Ursula sat on the stool taking in Raymond’s nakedness as he bent over and his manhood was erect. Ursula then sat on the floor as her eyes were glued on Raymond’s penis.

Raymond took control of the situation and told the girls to stand up in front of him. Raymond told the girls to spread their vagina’s open for him. Ray’s girls liked showing off for their father and quickly pushed their fingers between their vagina lips and spread it open for their father’s inspection. Ray quickly took both of his forefingers and slid it between their lips making sure that their hymens were still intact.

Then it was Ursula’s turn for inspection. Ursula sat back on the stool and spread her legs open. Her toes were barely touching the ground as her knees were pointing east to west for Raymond. She then slipped her hand between her legs and then with her middle and forefinger she opened her prepubescent vagina. When Raymond inspected her vagina there was no hymen. So, Raymond assumed that her father Theo was giving her to him as part of their business deal.

Kaitlin being the youngest wanted to play first. She told Ursula to relax and just watch to see how the game ‘how many fingers’ was played. She showed Ursula the very top of her vagina had a small slit above her hymen. You could only put enough fingers inside to make sure no one would break her hymen. She told Ursula how surprised you would be at how flexible her young vagina was. She revealed that her father was able to get three fingers inside of once. Kaitlin was really proud of that fact. Then Ray, Kasey began playing the game using Kaitlin’s 10-year-old vagina. Each girl took turns being the Ginny pig and as Ursula watched in awe. Ursula after a while became very comfortable watching the three of them having fun exploring each other’s bodies. Ursula then finally gave in and allowed the girls and Ray to play how many fingers with her.

Ursula closed her eyes and bit her lip as she felt hands caressing her whole body. She felt light kisses all over her body. Raymond wasn’t really interested in fingering her he began kissing Ursula on the mouth and moved around her body. At one point he was able to get a free second and slipped his tongue inside of her 13-year-old prepubescent vagina and to Ray it was like eating strawberries. For Kasey and Kaitlin they noticed that she had no hymen so they tried very gingerly to see how many of their tiny fingers they could put inside of her. Kaitlin with the smallest fingers was able to slip three inside of her and Kasey actually got her middle finger to slip inside of her young asshole. Ursula couldn’t believe that it would feel as good as it did and told the girls not to stop what they were doing. Ursula was a real trooper and they fingered her for over fifteen minutes then when she couldn’t handle any more she asked if there was any other games that they could play with Raymond.

Kasey told Ursula that there was a special game they played with their father that made him very happy. With Kasey fingering Ursula she explained to her how to play the new game Kiss and Pump. Kasey even told her there was a special prize that their father gives to the winner. Kasey told her that he has white candy that you got to eat each time you played. Ursula also wanted to taste Ray’s white candy but like they told her the rules were that you had to kiss his pee-pee while somebody else pumped. Once again after watching Kasey and Kaitlin play the game with Ray she became comfortable enough to kiss Ray’s pee-pee. Ursula didn’t complain once even though Ray was making her gag on his cock from time to time. As Ursula sucked on Ray’s cock it didn’t take Raymond too long watching Ursula suck his cock before he came in her mouth.

Even though Ursula was a willing participant the problem was that she lied to Ray and he had no right to make her suck his cock or allow him to finger her virgin pussy. I know that she lied but the point is that Ray should know better. She was only 13 and the sect of Andromeda that her mother was a member the sect Andromeda had the same rules as the sect of Helen. The Andromeda sect is the sisters of the Minotaur and the age of awareness for their children is 14 not 13 and she was still a virgin. That meant that Ray had no right to fuck her first that was Theo’s right as a Minotaur.

Once they finished playing the games it was time to sleep. As the night progressed if the girls got cold they were allowed to slip into Ray’s sleeping bag to warm up before returning to their own sleeping bag. During the night each girl had her chance to warm up with Ray. When it was Ursula’s turn she slipped into his sleeping bag and both were still naked. Ursula began to squirm against Ray’s body which pumped a massive amount of blood into Raymond’s cock. He was nice and hard as he nestled next her soft skin. Ursula told him that he was so warm and while his penis was nestled between her legs slowly glossing over her prepubescent vagina was’ warming up her naughty area’.

Now, when I tell you that Ray likes girls – it’s not that he likes women in general because he’s not a homosexual. That’s not what I mean – he’s into girls. When I say girls I don’t mean like the college co-ed’s that he’s been fucking from the Alpha sorority house over the past six months. No, the bottom line is the fact that Ray loves prepubescent girls. He is into girls that are 16-years-old and younger. That is what turns him on – that is what makes the difference for him.

Here Raymond was lying naked in a sleeping bag with this 13-year-old virgin girl. Both of his girls were sound asleep. He had never been with this girl before but just a few hours earlier she sucked his dick and let him finger her pussy. Her hymen was missing so in his defense once again he thought that she was not a virgin that Theo her father had already fucked her. He thought that Theo was giving Ursula to him as the first daughter he was allowed to fuck while he stayed at Theo’s chalet.

Ursula turned in the sleeping bag to face Raymond and told him to hold her because she was cold. Ray told her the best way to warm up would be to play a new private game. Ursula wrapped her leg over Raymond’s hip and she could feel his hard penis on her stomach. Then she kissed him on the lips very passionately. Looking into Rays eyes she told him that she wanted to be like her sisters who got to sleep with her daddy all the time. She told him it wasn’t fair because she was the youngest and her older sisters always got to go first but tonight she wanted to be the first.

She began begging him, ‘Can you do that for me? Can you let me be the first one you have sex with tonight?’ She knew what Ray was going to do with his daughters. She overheard Kasey and Ray talking and she heard Ray beg Kasey to allow Theo her father fuck her after Raymond took her virginity. Ursula told Ray that it upset her that her father wanted to have sex with a complete stranger before her. She wanted to get back at father and looked Ray in the eyes and told him I want you to fuck my pussy.

Ursula he said was stroking his cock as she kissed him again and asked, do you want me to give you a blowjob to prove to you that I am serious? Then she slipped out of the sleeping bag and sat in front of him and opened her legs. As she sat in front of Ray with her legs open like a straight line from one toe to the other her very small pink vagina was staring back at him. She leaned back to give him a better view then before she crawled back in headfirst told Ray that she wanted him to eat her pussy while she sucked his cock. The shy little girl that didn’t want anyone to see her naked a few hours ago had more than half of his cock inside of her mouth and throat. Ray said that her pussy was so pink and small he couldn’t help himself as he ate her pussy. When he pushed his tongue inside of her vagina he could feel his tongue stretch her lips open that’s how minuscule her vagina was.

Ray unzipped the sleeping bag and told her to stop sucking his cock. He told her if she wanted to have sex with him that she would have to fuck him. Ursula straddled his waist and her pussy was gliding over the shaft of his cock. Ray could feel her juices coating his shaft as she was grinding on top of him. Ray grabbed her hips as he couldn’t help himself anymore and he pushed his cock inside the lips of her pussy. Ursula bit her lip and screamed under her breath as Raymond pushed inside of her. He said the feeling of fucking her tight pussy was astounding. Ursula watched her sisters ride their father’s cock many times and she did the best imitation she could. Watching Ursula ride him reminded him how Kasey and Kaitlin would bounce up and down on his knee when they were little girls.

Ray then grabbed her shoulder and pushed her on her back. Raymond rolled over and mounted Ursula and penetrated her once again. Ray watched as his cock passed between her outer pussy lips to spread her open. It became awe-inspiring to watch his thick cock stretch her teenage pussy to its limits. Ray closed his eyes and fucked her. Ray had to put his arms around her shoulders because he was pushing her all over the tent as he pounded her pussy. Ursula had tears rolling down the side of her face as her arms were around his neck. She told him that no matter how much it hurt her she wanted him to finish inside of her.

Raymond kept telling her how much he loved her and how incredible it felt to be inside of her. He continued to penetrate her as deep as he could as he held onto her and then he began to spew his cum inside of her. They both were so quite that his girls didn’t hear a thing.

When Raymond opened his eyes he saw that Ursula was crying and he wasn’t sure why. She told him that he was a terrific lover and even though she wanted him to fuck her, his cock was too big for her pussy. When Raymond pulled out of her there was some blood that looked like a ring on his shaft. He became concerned but Ursula said that she must be getting her first ever period or Raymond tore her pussy a little.

A few hours later the alarm on Ray’s watch started beeping and woke Ray and his new little fuck toy Ursula. She kissed Ray on the lips and got out of the sleeping bag. Standing there with the dim light of the gas lantern Ray told me that he could see his dried cum that oozed out of her pussy onto her thighs while they slept together. She got dressed and told Ray she was going back into the house and get cleaned up. She told him that she knew that going to the summit was something special for Kasey then she turned and left the tent.

Ray woke his girls by kissing each on the lips. Kaitlin woke first she opened her eyes and yawned she came out of her sleeping bag. She was naked and she crawled on her knees over to her father as Ray was kissing Kasey on the lips trying to get her to wake up. Kaitlin came up behind him and slapped her daddy on his bare ass. While Ray was on all fours leaning over kissing Kasey as Kaitlin reached between her father’s legs and began to milk him like a cow. Kaitlin then moved her head behind her father’s ass and began to tongue fuck his asshole. Now, this is a 10-year-old-girl doing this. Beverly just imagined all of the crazy sexual things that Raymond and Christina were doing with their girls at home.

Kasey finally woke and crawled out from the sleeping bag naked as well. As Kasey sat there she opened her legs and sat back and pointed at her pussy and said to Raymond, ‘is this what you want daddy?’ Ray told me that she looked spectacular even for a 14-year-old girl. Raymond had his oldest daughter sitting in front of him with her legs spread open and his youngest daughter stroking his cock while she tossed her father’s salad.

Raymond’s concentration went back to his oldest daughter. He noticed her long dirty blonde hair draped over her breasts but Raymond couldn’t take his eyes off of his naked daughter’s virgin vagina. He leaned down and kissed her pussy then he came up kissed her on the lips, ‘Today you become a woman honey.’ He reached back and pulled Kaitlin to him then kissed her on the lips he even told me he could smell and taste his ass on her 10-year-old lips.

Then they all got dressed and hiked to the summit of the ridge with their sleeping bags. Raymond stood looking out over the ridge into a beautiful dell where you could see Theo Burkhart’s chalet. Ray put his arms around his girls and looked at Kasey and asked if she was ready to enter into womanhood? Kasey stepped in front of her father and told Raymond that there was no one else in the world she would have take her virginity from her than her hero, her daddy.

Raymond and Kasey opened their sleeping bags and put them on the ground. It was a little chilly out that morning but nothing was going to deter Kasey from having her father take her virginity. She quickly undressed as well as Raymond. Sitting on the ground Kasey opened her legs for her father. Come daddy –
Here I am – take me – I am very lucky to have such a highly decorated Centaur take my virginity this day. I promise daddy that I will do whatever you ask of me from this day forward, I’ll even allow Mr. Burkhart to have his way with me, if that is your wish.

Raymond stood listening to the words of his daughter and it excited him to the point that he became hard and moved over to her and told her to kiss and pump his cock. He was happy to hear her recognize his position as a Centaur. As Kasey was giving him a blowjob Raymond began playing with her B-cup breasts. After his cock was nice and wet they both could see the crown of the sun appear. Raymond pulled out of her mouth and then went down on his knees and pushed his girl on her back and pushed her legs apart. Raymond spit on her virgin vagina and spread her pussy open. Then he began to rub her clit as Kasey played with the nipples on her breasts.

Raymond took his hard cock and lined up the head and began to slowly push on Kasey’s hymen. Kasey bit her bottom lip with anticipation of the pain that she was told she was going to experience. Raymond then warned his daughter as he pushed real hard and fast and tore her hymen away once and for all. Kasey screamed in pain and pushed on Raymond’s thighs to stop his deep penetration but Raymond went balls deep inside of her. He stopped and kissed Kasey and welcomed her to womanhood.

Raymond pulled out of Kasey and Kaitlin noticed the blood on her father’s penis and took a towel they brought with them and cleaned her father. Kaitlin bent over and kissed her sister on the lips and congratulated on her now being a woman. Kasey ran her fingers through her sister’s hair and told her that her day would come real soon. Then Kasey rolled over and was now on all fours. Raymond told me that her heart shaped pussy looked so beautiful with the new day sun highlighting it. Then Raymond re-entered his daughter’s pussy but this time she was a real woman. Raymond grabbed her hips and began to pound her pussy as hard as he could and he quickly came inside of his daughter’s pussy.

Kaitlin kissed her father then went down and waited for her father to pull out of her sister. Once her father’s cock was clear from her sister’s pussy she immediately sucked her father’s cock. She could taste her sister’s bloody pussy on her father’s cock but it was her father’s cum she was after. Raymond said that out of all the women that ate his cum Kaitlin loves it the most. Kaitlin then smacked Kasey’s ass and told her to hold on a minute. Kaitlin got on all fours behind her sister then opened her older sister’s pussy and tongued out as much cum as she could. Kasey turned and told her sister not to swallow her father’s cum that she earned it. Then the two sisters swapped their father’s cum on the summit of the ridge.

Then Kaitlin took her clothes off and lay on the sleeping bags with her legs open and begged Ray to fuck her like he did Kasey. Ray told me that he was confused and didn’t know what to do but she was perfect in every way. Kaitlin was ten but she had a perfect body and the slit that was her pussy was so small and enticing that Ray broke down and decided to go for it. Kaitlin looked so damn good as she sat on the sleeping bag and she opened her legs with her hands behind her back and her dirty blonde hair moving through the mountain air.

Kaitlin moved her eyes and looked up at her father her hero. Ray pushed his daughter on her back just like he did to Kasey. He then straddled her chest and his large hard cock stood tall and proud as his youngest daughter pulled it down into her mouth. Raymond grabbed the back of her head and fucked her mouth. Raymond pumped hard and deep in his 10-year-olds mouth as her spit was seeping out the sides of her mouth and down on to her chest.

Once Raymond thought his cock was wet enough he then moved down between her legs and began to finger her very small hole. Raymond’s middle finger barely fit through the small opening at the top of her hymen. Raymond then told her to get on her knees and he lined up his cock and very gently pushed on her hymen. Kaitlin looked back at her hero and told Raymond to just break through and make her a woman once and for all. Kaitlin screamed out in pain and you could hear her echo of pain ring through the dell.

Raymond picked her up off of all fours. Kaitlin spun around and jumped up into her father’s arms. She wrapped her legs and arms around her father as he stood there. Then once again it took some time and Kasey had to help align her father’s cock to her sister’s vagina. For the third incredible time in the last twelve hours Raymond’s thick cock was stretching open another virgin pussy.

Kaitlin wanting to fuck her father like a real woman reintroduced her pristine pussy to her father’s cock. Bouncing up and down on his cock Raymond hugged his beautiful little girl. Kaitlin’s enthusiasm of fucking her father made the pain of his huge cock splitting her tiny pussy open seem like it was nothing at all. Her father’s cock felt like a golf club stuck inside of her pussy she thought that the head of her father’s cock was going tear her in two. Raymond looking over his daughter’s shoulder he watched as the sun came up over the tree line. It was such a beautiful moment he had his youngest daughter fucking him on this beautiful summit overlooking this perfectly green colored dell.

Kaitlin kept bouncing up and down on her father as Raymond began to thrust hard and deep inside of her. The feeling was so intense being inside of his daughter that he could feel another load beginning to crest at the base of his cock. Kaitlin looked deep into her father’s eyes and said ‘Daddy you are such a powerful man and a great Centaur Kasey is right I couldn’t want anyone else to make me a woman. I love you so much daddy.’ Then Raymond very silently pumped several loads inside of his prepubescent daughter’s cunt.

Kasey returned the favor and told her sister to sit on her face and push their father’s cum into her mouth. Kaitlin slipped off of her father’s semi-rigged cock. Kasey could see the blood and cum mixture on her father’s cock and sucked it clean. Then Kaitlin pushed her sister down on her back and then straddled her sister’s face and began to push her father’s baby making juice out of her young womanly pussy. Then she told Raymond to fuck her mouth as her sister ate her pussy. When both girls were satisfied that they cleaned each orifice they once again swapped their father’s cum then swallowed it. They then hiked down to the tent and then back to the house.”

Beverly looked at Jim, “How come I never heard any of this? How could you keep this a secret from me of all people Jim? How could Ray fuck little girls that are barely teenagers?”

“Okay first off you never heard of this because I am bound by the Centaur until the end of this weekend to keep this hidden from the world finding out and that includes you and Christina. As far as Ray fucking prepubescent girls was or I should say is an addiction just like heroin or cocaine.

The only way we found out was as promised Raymond gave Kasey to Theo. While Theo was having sex with Kasey, Ursula walked into the room naked and wanted to join in. When Theo saw his girl he asked her what she was doing and she told her father that she wanted him to fuck her before Kasey. Theo told her that she was still a virgin and that it was impossible until she turned at least 14 by the laws of Andromeda and the Minotaur. She then explained that her new Uncle Raymond had already taken her virginity. Theo was so pissed off at Raymond for betraying him and taking his daughter’s virginity he became one of the guys that actually put a hit out on your brother-in-law. He is one of the guys that I have been protecting Raymond from.

Theo went to the international council of the Minotaur and told them how a Centaur took his daughters virginity. It cost my father and me $100,000 to keep his name secret. Later he wanted more money. When we refused he put a hit out on your beloved Raymond. That is when my father took care of Theo and he never bothered us again. Although the Minotaur finally figured that Ray was the culprit and are the ones asking for the tribunal this Sunday. So, once again my brother fucked up. I know that the little girl lied to him but he still should have known better. You don’t fuck your 10 year-old-daughter; you don’t fuck a 13 year-old prepubescent girl just because she begs you to fuck her. You don’t take girls virginity just for the hell of it because you are bored. He has never had any kind of constraint or control.

You know fucking this little girl was one of the reasons why he was not selected to be on the Centaur council of North America. It wasn’t until I became Prince of the Centaurs that is the head of the North American council that I was able to put him on as Sergeant of Arms. The only reason he got on was no one had enough power to challenge my authority. Theo Burkhart ended up in a cheap hotel room in Jakarta with a dirty needle stuck in his arm along with three prostitutes. It has taken me over five years to fix the tribunal. This tribunal will once and for all clear Raymond’s name but more importantly it is going to clear our family name.

Beverly looked at her husband in awe her mouth was opened her eyes were wide with shock. “Jim I never knew – I mean how – why haven’t I heard about this or at the very least why hasn’t Christina heard about this?”

“As far as I know the reason you haven’t heard about this is because of the embarrassment factor. This isn’t something you would want your family members knowing. How his girls kept it so quite is amazing to me.”

Beverly looked at her husband, “Tell me are there any dinosaur skeleton bones in your closet like Raymond? Are there any other huge secrets that could affect our lives?”

“Well, there is one incident that Raymond was involved in that could maybe come back to haunt our family legacy. Fortunately for us there are so many other important people involved that they would like to avoid any publicity themselves.

In our freshman year of college is where Raymond fucked up the worst. It was thought by the Centaur council that Raymond and I should be split up within the fraternity house to help us gain our own identities. Do you remember his roommate Philip?”

Beverly was nodding her head, “Yes, I remember him he always had an air about himself – he always thought that he was better than everyone else.”

Jim began nodding his head as well, “Okay, well Philip was an exchange student from Germany and with the particular Masters Degree he chose our school for his graduate work. He happened to be a Phi Beta Kappa at his school before he arrived here. Because Raymond and I was both freshman Phil had become his mentor or older brother in the frat. Oh yeah that air about him was because he was to become a duke like his father.”

Beverly pointed her finger at him, “I knew there was something different about him. I didn’t know at the time that he was that much older than you guys. I thought he was a junior but not a guy who was taking Graduate classes. So what was so terribly bad about this guy?”

“Well, there wasn’t anything in particular until we went away for spring-break our freshman year. Do you remember where you gals went your freshman year for spring break?”

Beverly’s eyes rolled upwards trying to remember, “Well, we went to so many different places during those years –“

Jim smiled at her and said, “– Oh come on you remember where you went. You just don’t like to admit that you went down there with all of your girlfriends. You and your sisters went to Jamaica to the new club Hedonism. You and I were still really getting to know each other. The girls wanted a week of complete meaningless sex with groups of strange men.”

Beverly began to giggle putting her hand over her mouth as she began to blush. “Come on Jim, you didn’t want to go because you don’t like to be in a competition. You were afraid that I would fuck more guys than you fucked girls. That’s why you didn’t want to go with me. Besides both of our father’s are Centaur’s our mothers are both Helen’s so sex to us with other people is no big deal. You just weren’t into having sex with more than two people in the room back then. When I was growing up my brother’s used to fuck me at the same time and that always bothered you. You never wanted to be the guy who had the smaller penis in the room. That is odd because most white men don’t have the size that you do honey.”

Jim started laughing, “Yeah you’re right. Man I cannot believe how closed off I was when I was 18 – boy how times have changed huh. Well, anyway while you were taking two cocks at a time we ended up going to Monte Carlo and this is how Raymond lost his birthright. Christina to this day still thinks that Raymond is the rightful heir of our family name. Now, that birthright belongs to me.

This is how he lost it. Once we arrived in Monte Carlo Phillip and Raymond kind of separated from the rest of us. They began partying by themselves and Phillip was the one who introduced him to cocaine, heroin and weed. Phillip is a guy who knows how to take things in moderation while Raymond on the other hand was the complete opposite he likes to consume everything that was put in front of him.

I hung out with George, Peter and McGill. We rented things like a speedboats, wave runners and we went waterskiing every day. The craziest things we did were sitting on the beach drinking. Raymond and Phillip were also having a good time. This was the first time that Raymond and I didn’t hang out together when we were on vacation and that was my mistake. I should have had an eye on him and maybe could have kept him out of trouble. Just because Raymond was born 25 minutes before me I was always seemed to be thrust into the older brother roll between us. I’m the one that looks out for him.

All I know is that Raymond got into a lot of trouble. The first day we were there they picked up some girls and took them back to the suite they rented and partied all day. They got the girls high and drunk and had a nice little orgy. It wasn’t a big deal at first there were three or four girls with Phillip and Raymond that day. The next day they went back to the beach and hooked up with the same girls once again. This time there were more girls who wanted to join in on the free alcohol and drugs but this time Hale ends up going back up to the suite with the girls to get as much pussy as he could get.

The guys were having a great time. They had plenty of drugs and alcohol to party with so everyone was once again having a great time. When you’re young and rich and if you are willing to blow your money then there will always be beautiful and easy woman surrounding you. On the third day the guys and me left Monte Carlo for the day and took a bus over to Cannes. Ray and the guys once again hooked up with the same girls but this time there were about 10 girls and about six or seven of our frat brothers partying together up in his suite.

Phillip breaks out weed and cocaine along with a lot of alcohol. The guys got most of the girl’s pretty well shit faced or high and ended up fucking them all. None of the girls complained they were having a great time too. They weren’t paying any money and there was plenty of cocks to go around filling their co-ed fuck holes. Just like most parties progress it starts to get a little loud and small fights break out. There were girls are on the balcony naked dancing and some couples were out there fucking for everyone to see. When you’re staying at a five-star-hotel, the management is willing to put up with a certain amount of crap from some of their clients.

Sure enough the complaints start pouring in from the other guests at the hotel. Management calls up to the room and asks them to keep it down and to keep the naked girls off of the balcony and of course they don’t. Eventually the General Manager has no choice but send one of the porter’s up to the room to get these guys under control before he has to send up security and to stop bigger problems. The General Manager realizes that these guys are paying thousands of dollars a night for the suite. He wants to give them the benefit of the doubt because they are important clients.

By the time this porter makes it up to the room most of the people had already left and things had calmed down considerably. Once he gets there he knocks on the door and two naked girls answer the door of the suite. This is nothing new to him he just wants to issue the warning from the General Manager and move on. He tells them to settle down a little bit and of course the girls who answer the door agree with him to avoid any problems with the hotel.

Then one of the other girls recognizes the porter and calls him by name Francoise and then invites him in. It turns out that Francoise is her best friend’s brother. He comes in and sees his sister Daniela on the couch and Raymond has is cock buried deep inside of her tight little cunt and Phillip has his cock buried deep inside of her asshole and Hanes was getting a blowjob. All three of them are using her like a fuck doll for their personal amusement. As Francoise stood paralyzed with sheer terror he took in all that was happening to his baby sister and becomes infuriated. Once he broke from his paralysis a fight ensues between Raymond, Phillip, and Hanes against this poor Francoise.

The three of them beat this kid who was coming in to defend his sister’s honor to a pulp. Poor Francoise was only coming to defend his sister’s honor. He comes in and sees his sister being used like a common street whore. She has a cock in her pussy, asshole and mouth not to mention cum streaming down her mouth and tits. That’s what this kid walks in on. How would you expect him to react? What the three of them didn’t realize is that Francoise had a walkie-talkie on him and just before they knocked him out he was able to call security for help.

When security busts in they see a fellow employee on the ground bleeding. On the table are all kinds of alcohol and drug paraphernalia. Throughout the room they have coke, weed and pills everywhere. So, honey it wasn’t bad enough getting busted with all the drugs but not one of the girls was over the age of 16. They were freshman and sophomores in high school not college like they told the guys when they picked them up from the beach.

For two days nobody knew where our six-fraternity brothers were. We thought they left and went to a different city just like we did. The hotel didn’t know that they were our fraternity brother’s we reserved the rooms under personal names otherwise we probably would have been in as much trouble as they were or at least kicked out of the hotel.

I had no idea that Raymond had even been arrested. The way I find out is when I return from Cannes security immediately grabs me and throws me in a room in the basement of the hotel. They call the police saying that I was Raymond and why was I released. The police show up and are taken a back because to them I was Raymond. They didn’t believe me when I told them my real name they wanted to know how I escaped from jail.

When they finally explained everything to me that’s when I told them that Ray was my identical twin. I then demanded to see him and make sure that he had representation against all the charges that they were leveling against him. I tried to talk to them and told them that they had been partying with these same girls for the past several days and that they told them that they were going to University in Paris.

That’s when the inspector told me that it didn’t matter what the girls told the guys what their ages were because they are under the age of 16 that the matter was then handed over to the Government for prosecution. Not to mention the families of the girls were going to be called but they themselves were not co-operating with them so that they could stay out of trouble with their families. The police then took us down to the station for more questioning.

We had to have the tour company vouch for our whereabouts to get released from jail. This is how I find out that Raymond is in trouble. They were holding the six of them on six different counts of class-A narcotics charges. That led to distribution, intent to sell charges for each narcotic. They also threw in delinquency to minors for the use of alcohol and drugs. There were all kinds of rape charges against them as well statutory rape, date rape and rape of a minor. There was no way in the world they were going to release the guys to me he was in very serious trouble.

The only good news is that Hayes’ father new the Monarch personally so when he called his father to get out of trouble it helped their situation. They had not been formally arrested because they were too messed up to properly read them their rights. The police wanted all the charges to stick against these guys. Philip’s father being royalty helped as well. His father was a Duke and he knew the king of Morocco as well. Now our father at that time was the Sergeant of Arms of international council of Centaurs and the Monarch sat on the same council as well.

When the Chief of Police received his phone call from the Monarchy they immediately let the guys out of jail. All the records were destroyed of their being any kind of arrests. The fathers paid $50,000 for each of the families for a non-disclosure agreement. Each father also paid $50,000 to the police officers that were involved for their agreement in a non-disclosure statement.

So my father put out $100,000 to get Raymond out of a jail sentence that would have kept him locked up for a minimum of 20 years. If Christina would have found out about Raymond’s arrest or her family her parents would have never permitted their marriage. My father wanted the match between Raymond and Christina because it was a marriage two very powerful Star families, just like our match honey.

The problem with Raymond doing what he did jeopardized our family name our heritage – to my father it was considered the ultimate betrayal. This was a betrayal not only to our family but a betrayal of the Centaur as well. You are taught to keep an extreme low profile but in Monte Carlo Raymond jumped off the deep end. I’m sure that the coke and heroine had a lot to do with it but it is still no excuse. So, when I found out that my brother was playing kiss and pump and how many fingers game with our daughters I immediately thought of these two incidents. Then I thought he took our daughters virginities and innocence all at the same time. Since he didn’t take their virginities and I forgave him for what he did to them.

This incident with Raymond, Philip and Hanes was with some young ladies whose father’s where Minotaur and Satyr. Don’t forget these are very rich and powerful men throughout the world honey and my brother had done a very bad thing. These men wanted to exact revenge on Raymond and the other guys. Don’t be foolish these men knew who they were and money bought their silence but not their revenge.

Philip passed away several years ago and among the Centaur we believe that he was actually murdered. It took his best friend being murdered to get Raymond to go to the south of Spain to take part in rehab. You know there are at least five or six more incidents that I could tell you about Raymond to drive my point home to you but I think that I already have.

It’s not that I didn’t want to be around Raymond I’ve been flying around the world protecting my brother from harm so I can keep him alive. Over the last six years or so there have been at least seven attempts on his life. The last three weeks while I was away not only was I on business for the company but I knew that there were two men that were contracted to assassinate Raymond. This is why I had so many bodyguards with me – they were there to take care of these guys.

Now, this weekend is a big weekend not only for Ashley but also for Raymond and me. The Minotaur has been pushing for a tribunal to take care of Raymond once and for all and have him step down from the Centaur. What these guys don’t know is that your husband is very good at politics and manipulation.

With my influence I have been able to manipulate the other two sects to bring on new leaders men that I have helped come to power. Thayer Williams the new leader of the Minotaur I helped him out of a messy financial situation. He now owes me a favor and that is one more vote to clear Raymond’s name. Brandon Marshall is the new leader of the Satyr he was caught smuggling people across the border but because I have very strong friends in Homeland Security I got him out free and clear. Felix Morrison passed away late last night that is what that phone call was this morning when I woke up. I will be made the new King of the Centaur this weekend. When I become King I will then call for the tribunal vote and it will be a unanimous vote to clear Raymond’s name in affect clearing our family name.

I will be viewed as impartial because of my distance that I have kept from Raymond over the past seven years. I will be able to vote on the tribunal being seen as impartial. I own this tribunal, which means I will get Raymond completely off and our family name, will not be tarnished. The entire bad story will become rumors and innuendo about Raymond.

Once I am made King of the Centaur I will then place Raymond on the International council and with him and his votes will give me 85% of the international votes needed to give me the power to remain King until I decide to step down. Now, if you have been paying attention Beverly that automatically makes you the Mother Superior of Helen.”

Tears began to well up in Beverly’s eyes and she visibly began shake with excitement. “Oh My Lord it will be a privilege to serve as your Mother Superior. This is unbelievable this is a dream that I thought would never come true.”

Beverly hugging and kissing her husband Jim smiled and said, “Then a few years from now when all the smoke clears I will make Raymond my Sergeant of Arms. That will fulfill my father’s dream of having one of his sons attain the same position as he. There will come a time that I will step down as King and name Raymond as my successor. This will give Ray’s and our grandchildren the right to become King of the Centaur and enrich our lineage and heritage even more.

My nomination and confirmation as King of the Centaur will mean my resignation as CEO of my company. I have been offered the Ambassadorship to either Italy or Spain, as we will need to live in Europe because of both of our new positions. You said before that you were afraid that the home was going to be lonely soon when Madison graduates from high school. Well with this new position you and I will travel together you will never be alone I promise you My Lady. My workload will be lessened to about a 35-hour work week and free travel around the world to take care of Centaur and Helen business while we mask as Mr. And Mrs. Ambassador of Italy more than likely. Don’t worry about me making money, as this position will be more money than what I am now making now.”

Beverly slid over to the other side of the tub and positioned herself on top of her husband. Her breasts brushed against Jim’s face. Jim wrapping his arms around his wife pulled her ever upwards on him. Jim’s hands began to caress her surgically repaired ass or should I say plastic surgery constructed ass. His fingers began to search for her love canal Beverly smiled at her husband as she positioned her nipple over his mouth. “Come My Lord, kiss me.”

Jim kissed her nipples then smiled at her, “Why don’t we get out of the tub and make our way to the bedroom?”

Beverly moved upwards and stood before Jim “Take my hand and let’s retire to the bed where you may take me again Mr. Ambassador.”

Jim smiled at her and got out the tub. He gave her a towel and they dried themselves and made their way to the bed. “Jim, honey, can you tell me once and for all did you take Madison’s virginity?”

They crawled into bed and Jim on his side facing his wife said, “So you want to know about your daughter and her virginity?”

Beverly ran her hand through his hair and said, “Like you tell the girls, ‘telling the truth might hurt at first but it is the right thing to do.’ So, yes tell me the truth of how my youngest daughter truly lost her virginity.”

“Well, honey the story is not going to change. We both have told you that it is a stranger she picked up at a movie theatre with Ashley. I know that you don’t believe me but not only is he fucking Madison but he’s still fucking Ashley as well. I know that you don’t believe that but it is true. When we are sitting around the house and their phones go off ‘UNKOWN CALLER – UNKOWN CALLER.’ Then the it hangs up and like thirty seconds later their phone rings again ‘UNKNOWN CALLER – UNKNOWN CALLER’ that’s his signal. Then the girls make a secret phone call back to him and then suddenly go out and meet him.

What the girls don’t know is how devious their father is – I check their phone records. He’s been calling from several pay phones around town. For the last three years he’s been fucking both of your daughters on a regular basis. He even goes up to visit Ashley at school and he fucks her there at the sorority house. I need to talk to her about that now that she is going to be the Head Mistress.

I’ve been speaking with Shane, Ashley’s boyfriend; he plans on asking Ashley to marry him. So, this has to stop between her and this guy named Gene. If you want to check him out yourself to know that I am telling you the truth his name is Gene Gallo. He’s a mid-level supervisor for an insurance company. He’s divorced his ex-wife is now a lesbian the main reason why they broke up and he uses your two daughters as fuck toys.”

Beverly’s face scrunched up around her nose and said, “Well, I am going to have to check this guy out once and for all. We need to put an end to this.”

“Well, honey you should know that your two girls love him. He doesn’t cause any problems or drama for them they even have scheduled dates at certain hotels. Now, I know that you have not believed me but that is the truth his name is Gene Gallo.’

Jim got up out of bed and rummaged through his brief case returning with several pieces of paper. “Here are the phone records if you want to see them. This is his name and this is his picture just like Madison told you. So when it comes to my daughter’s virginity I swear to you on my mother that I did not take her virginity. The one thing that was taken away from me by this guy is Madison’s virginity.

Madison’s virginity was mine to take, as is my right as a Centaur. You asked me to wait until she was 16 and to respect your wishes. I have respected your wishes but your daughter couldn’t wait until she was a woman. Madison at that time had just a small knowledge of the sect of Helen and Centaur. Even though we revealed our tattoos to our daughters and explained things Madison did not truly understand. She wanted to be a woman just like her sister Ashley and her cousin Kasey and her even younger cousin Kaitlin.

Madison fucked Gene on the 4th of July weekend when I was made Prince of the American council and was being tattooed with the crown around the Centaur head. If you remember our daughters didn’t want to come along Ashley was 18 and wanted to hang out with her friends just like Madison wanted to do.”

Beverly smiled at her husband and was rubbing his shoulder, “Yeah I remember that weekend. I remember riding you and every time I came down on your cock you would scream in pain because of the tattoo. Well, the girls were old enough to stay home. I figured they would have some friends over not pick up some random guy and fuck him all weekend. We didn’t raise our girls like that.”

Jim smiled back at his wife as her face began to change. It didn’t seem as cold and calculating as it was for so many years now. It seemed to soften and glow in the candlelight that was dancing in the room. “Well, it wasn’t totally their fault. Gene eventually confessed to Ashley that he had slipped ecstasy in their sodas at the movie theatre. So he drugged them so he could fuck them. Madison fucked this guy and took away the one special thing to connect a father and a daughter for life.”

Beverly kissed her husband on the lips. “I understand the pain of not sharing that special moment but you were fucking her asshole. Wasn’t that a special moment when you first fucked her in the asshole? Does it really matter which hole you fucked first? It was a special night when you finally fucked her right? Remember one thing she is your snuggle bug.

Jim smiled, “Yes, no and yes. Do you remember when you found out that she wasn’t a virgin?”

Beverly sat up and her face changed she looked a little upset, “Madison came home the one night after she was babysitting for the Shapiro’s. I went into her room to check on her and Madison’s hymen was broken and had a cunt full of his cum inside of her.”

Jim interrupted her “And what did you think? What did you tell me? You accused me of what?”

Beverly smiled and put her arm around her husband and kissed him on the lips and smirked at him and said, “I know I accused you of going to pick her up from the Shapiro’s and that you fucked her on the way home. Madison did tell me that it was Mr. Shapiro’s cum inside of her. I just couldn’t believe that David Shapiro fucked my 14-year-old-baby-girl.”

Jim smacked his wife on the ass, “Well, if you can’t believe that then you certainly aren’t going to believe this.”

“What are you talking about honey, what else has she done that I don’t know about?”

Jim then sat up and pulled his wife up with him and he put his arm around her. “Let me tell you the story of a young entrepreneur. Our daughter, our little snuggle bug, our 17-year-old daughter has been one of the more successful Madams in our little town. Well, to be fair there hasn’t been a prostitution ring in our town before and our little girl just happens to be filling the many needs of the men in our little town.

It started with Shapiro offering her quite a bit of money to fuck her that night. He then asked if she would fuck a potential client for him for even more money $2,500 to be exact and she agreed to it. Shapiro told this guy that she was a virgin and that is why it was so much money. Now, the good news is that Madison is the Madam and not a full-blown prostitute.

How this started with the guys in town was with Carl Witherspoon. He and Shapiro were talking and Witherspoon saw Shapiro coming out of one of the no tell motel’s outside of town with a young girl. When he pressed Shapiro he promised him that he could get a young girl for him as well. Shapiro not wanting to share Madison asked if she had another girlfriend who wanted to make some extra money. From that little conversation started one of the best prostitution rings in our county. Your daughter started out with the junior varsity cheerleading squad every Friday night at the Nomad Hotel fucking all these guys.”

Beverly was shaking her head back and forth and her shoulders were moving up and down. “No way is that fucking ridiculous.”

Jim began to giggle; “It is so upsurd that no one would believe it right. Well, that is what makes it so great no one would believe that girls who are 15-17 years old were in a hotel room fucking up to five different guys a night. The only way someone brought attention to it was Witherspoon’s wife who found a collection of thongs in her husband’s closet and each pair had cum stains. She hires a private detective to find out whom the slut was that her husband was fucking.

Now, because the hotel manager at the Nomad was complaining about the girls they decided to move the location of the hotels every week so they could continue to operate their business. The girls met their first John’s if you will at the mall first and then taken to the hotel of choice for the night. The first guys would pay for the room for the night fuck the girl’s brains out then they were done with them the girls would tell the guys they have a ride back so no one would get caught and the guy would leave. Then the girl had the room for the remainder of the night. The girls didn’t have to pay for the room anymore it was paid in full already and then they would meet their other dates in the same room. Most girls would fuck maybe two to four more guys in the same night then by 11 or 12 at night they were done and home and their parents weren’t even the wiser to what they were doing. Our little entrepreneur, our little snuggle bug, got 20% of every trick each night.”

Beverly’s hands were crossed on her chest then she pointed her finger at Jim and said, “Jim that is one of the best stories you’ve told in a long time now quit it. Our little snuggle bug wouldn’t engage in such a racket.”

Jim smiled at her, “I hate to disappoint you honey. Two months ago I was playing golf with the Chief of Police he showed me a couple pictures of the girls that the detective took. Guess whose best friends with Melissa and Nicole? I asked him where he got the pictures and he said from the private detective.

I got the name of the private detective paid a lot of money for him to tell me what was going on with the case. His hunch was that these were college coeds running this thing. See even the private detective couldn’t believe high school girls would be turning tricks especially in our town. I quickly got a hold of Melissa when she was coming out of her gymnastics class one night. I asked her who the ring leader was. Then I told her that the police were coming very close to busting all of the girls. She didn’t believe me at first until I showed her a picture of her at one of the hotels getting fucked.

I told her to tell the other girls to quit for a while so that nobody gets caught and ends up ruining their lives forever. She told me Mr. Shapiro was supplying all the guys and our little snuggle bug was supplying all the pussy and she got 20% of everything. Our precious little girl is a Madam and a damn good one from what I have found out. Shapiro won’t fuck any other girl except Madison so every Friday night he gives up his share of the money to fuck our daughter.

I really can’t be mad at her. She is a true entrepreneur she found a need in the community and she filled the need and no one got hurt except for Mrs. Witherspoon who knew her husband was cheating on her. The other ladies in town have no idea. The only problem now is that there is an Ambassadorship on the line now so we cannot have these kinds of bones in our closets.

Now, don’t worry I am going to clean everything up so that no one will ever find out. The guys are going to be safe they don’t want to go to jail for statutory rape and the girls don’t want to ruin their young lives by having everyone know that they are whores. On Monday we will sit down with the girls and expose them for who they are and end the ring once and for all. As for the guys they are getting visits with pictures telling them to go back to their wives and not to contact anyone again or go to jail for statutory rape.

Madison cannot be found to be a prostitute she will never be allowed to join the sect of Helen and become Head Mistress or even perhaps one day Mother Superior like you. It is up to us to pull on the reigns with Madison and keep her on the straight and narrow from now on okay?”

Beverly once again was completely taken back by the way that Jim is able to root out problems before they come to the surface. Beverly thought to herself how I could doubt this man he truly loves is family. “Okay honey, tomorrow morning when we wake up we will take the girls shopping we will split up. I’ll take one of the girls you take the other then at lunch we will switch up the girls and somewhere along the line I want you to talk to Madison and tell her everything that you just told me okay?”

“Well you could help me honey by talking to the two girls about Gene. If you could tell them that they need to break things off with him once and for all. They have had their fun for the past several years but it has to end.”

Beverly looked deep into Jim’s eyes and said, “Honey I am such a fool. I am so much a fool after listening to all of this – I just can’t believe that I have doubted you. That I could ever doubt the fact that you don’t love your girls – that, you didn’t love me anymore – that you hated your brother and that you wanted to go your own way. I mean you have been protecting us and I didn’t even recognize that fact.”

Jim kissed his wife as he wiped the tears underneath her eyes. “Of course I will always protect you and the girls. You are my family – my life. I will protect you to the very last breath of my life.”

Beverly laid her head on Jim’s chest, “Now you are sure that you will become an Ambassador?”

“Well if it helps you I turned down the opportunity of becoming the next Governor of New York or Virginia. I would like to make a run for the Presidency one day but my resume is light on international diplomacy so becoming an Ambassador would be the first logical step. Maybe one day take the Governorship of one of the states as the second step. If I were to become President of the United States I would be the first Centaur to hold that lofty office. So that is what is at stake here.”

Beverly looked at her husband and realized that when her man dreams big he really dreams big. Besides what woman wouldn’t want to become the First Lady of the United States? Beverly kissed Jim, “Oh My King of the Centaur, Mr. Ambassador come and take your bounty tonight.” Jim and Beverly spent the next couple of hours making love to one another. They were rekindling their love for one another once again in their lives. Their lovemaking returned to the way it was so many years before they had their girls.

Unbeknownst to Jim and Beverly their daughters had come home early from their girlfriend’s house. They listened to the stories of their Uncle Raymond and the way that he took advantage of them. Both girls were amazed at the amount of detail their father knew about their lives. They both couldn’t believe that they thought that they were getting away with murder and yet their father knew everything that they were up to. They both started thinking about their Uncle Raymond and how naked time with him was perfectly okay when they were younger. Then later that sucking Uncle Raymond’s cock was a normal thing for them to do. Eating their Aunt Christina’s pussy well they even thought that was normal behavior for family members.

They both thought how their cousins Kasey and Kaitlin were no longer virgins and were told they were missing out on becoming women. Both of their cousins tried to convince Jim’s daughters to fuck their Uncle Raymond. Well, after listening to their father talking with their mother the things that Uncle Raymond did to them wasn’t even close to what Jim had planned for them.

Madison and Ashley sat up talking about their father and how he wanted them to take a different path than the one that they took with their Uncle Raymond. Madison told Ashley “You know that you are being rewarded by daddy for being a good student by getting good grades.”

Ashley was changing out of her clothes and said, “I know that there was no way that mom and Aunt Christina had anything to do with me becoming Head Mistress that has dad written all over it. Daddy really knows how to manipulate people into getting exactly what he wants.”

Madison began changing out of her clothes as well and said, “You know I think you’re right. He’s been trying for years to convince his company to open a European headquarters in Rome. Now, just coincidently he is going to become the Ambassador of Italy. That’s too close even for daddy. I bet you he had a lot to do with him getting his Ambassadorship. You know sis it’s going to be cool knowing that we are going to have a new house in Rome and we get to travel back and forth.”

Ashley started laughing at Madison and said, “So you are running a prostitution ring huh?”

“Yeah I wonder how this is going to affect daddy and his new position.”

Ashley was naked now and moved over to her sister Madison and kissed her on the lips and very softly and whispered in her ear, “I don’t think you are going to have to worry about anything sis. Knowing daddy he has already taken care of everything to get you out of trouble and keep our family name safe.”

Madison looked deep into her sister’s eyes then kissed her back, “So, what do you think about what daddy said about not seeing Gene anymore? He fucks me so damn good I don’t know if I could give up a good cock like his.”

Ashley began to squeeze her sister’s breast. “Daddy is right. I need to be more faithful to Shane. You are right though Gene’s cock isn’t as big as daddy’s but he does really know how to fuck.”

Madison sat on the bed and lay down spreading her legs pushing her sister’s fingers deep inside of her pussy. “I do like the way Gene’s cock spreads open my pussy lips it’s almost as good as daddies. You know now that daddy and Uncle Raymond are going to forgive each other. I think I’m going to spend a little more time fucking Uncle Raymond to make up for missing out on Gene’s cock. Listen Ashley tomorrow morning can you go shopping with daddy first?”

Ashley kept pumping her fingers inside of her sister’s pussy. “Sure honey anything for you.”

Madison began playing with her sister’s breasts and pulled her sister down on top of her and kissed her and their tongues began exploring each other’s mouths she said, “You are the best older sister a girl could have.”

Ashley smiled and asked, “Did you happen to bring any toys with you?”

Madison’s eyes rolled up inside of her head and ran her fingers through her hair, “You know better than that sis, of course, I brought toys. I never go anywhere without them. Let me up, they are in my bag. Madison went over to her bag and pulled out several strap-on dildos. She tossed one over to her sister. “Here I like to be fucked with that one and here is some lube. I’ll be back in a minute.” Madison went into the bathroom and washed her pussy and then lubed her pussy and asshole and prepared herself.

Ashley wasted no time she lubed her pussy and her asshole, as she knew that her sister loved to abuse both of her holes with dildos. She was now strapped and readied herself for her little sister. Madison came out of the bathroom looking at her older sister lying on the bed. Ashley was having a hard time lubing the dildo on the strap on. It was a very unique strap on which was given to Madison by her younger cousin Kaitlin. There were seven balls in a line that made up the dildo starting with the smallest ball at the top to the largest at the base. Ashley was using an equal amount of lube on each ball to make it more enjoyable for her sister Madison.

Ashley smiled at Madison, “Don’t you wish sometimes you were a guy and had a cock like this? Nice and big and knew that every girl you fucked was praying that you don’t destroy her pussy or her asshole? Come here and suck the first three balls. Get it nice and wet so I can fuck your pussy.”

Madison crawled onto the bed watching her sister stroking the balls of the dildo. “Sometimes sis I like to pretend when you have the strap on, on that you are Daddy fucking me. Yeah I do love having my pussy and asshole stretched open by a big cock. ” Madison then took the tip of the dildo and spit on it and then began to suck on it.

Ashley smiled, “Come on sis let’s see how much you can swallow.” Madison opened her mouth and to her amazement swallowed the majority of the dildo. Madison continued to suck and spit on the dildo and Ashley’s mouth began to gape in amazement at how well her younger sister made the dildo disappear in her mouth. “Okay honey I think you’ve got it nice and lubed up for your pussy. Where do you want to get fucked first?”

Madison spun over and was now on her stomach. She spread her legs open for her sister and with both hands Ashley spread her ass cheeks to reveal her pink teenage pussy. “Fuck my pussy first sis.”

Ashley grabbing the dildo with one hand eyeballed her sister’s ass and began to laugh as she noticed her younger sister had her asshole plugged with a purple butt plug. “Damn sis you do love your toys?”

Madison turned her head and looked back and up at her sister, “I never had two guys fuck me at once. So I figured if you had that big strap on fucking my pussy and I have the butt plug in it should feel like the real thing – you know having two guys pummeling your fuck holes. Just be a little gentle at first okay?”

Ashley lined up the smallest ball between her sisters pussy and then gently pushed the first ball into her sister’s pussy. Ashley began to work the dildo further and further inside of her sister. She finally pushed all the way in. She could see her little sister’s pussy was stretched to its limits. Madison’s eyes were closed as her hand slipped underneath her stomach as her fingers found her love button and she began to rub increasing the pleasure of being fucked. Ashley wanting to pleasure her sister even more began to slowly fuck her. With her right hand she pushed on the very top of the butt plug in her sister’s asshole. “Does that feel like you’ve got two guys inside of you?”

Madison could barely talk she began to whisper, “Sis don’t stop just pump it slow and hard. I love the way the balls just reverberate inside of me.” Ashley continued to pleasure her sister. With her two holes being pleasured at once Madison quickly came to an orgasm. Ashley slowly pulled out of her sister and then Madison began to grunt as she pushed the butt plug out of her asshole. Once the plug was almost out Madison screamed with pleasure. Her cum oozed between her pussy lips over her clit and down on to the bed.

Ashley seeing her sister’s cum oozing out took it upon herself to lean down and with her tongue began lapping inside of her sister’s pussy. “Oh sis, that feels so fucking good. That’s it clean my pussy and ass. When you think you’re done it’s your turn.”

Ashley giggled, “Damn sis it so sweet tasting, I love the smell of it too.” She continued to pleasure her sister after her orgasm by using her fingers and her tongue to play with her younger sister’s fuck holes.

When Madison’s breathing returned to normal she said, “Come on sis it’s your turn.” Madison helped Ashley remove the strap on and then lubed her sister. Madison moved over to the chair that was at the desk and sat down. Stroking the dildo like it was her cock called over to Ashley, “Come on sis and ride my big throbbing cock.”

Ashley crawled over on her knees to her sister, “You like watching my tits sway back and forth sis? I want to ride you nice and hard.” She came up off of her hands and knees and with her sisters fresh cum still on her lips she kissed Madison. Ashley straddled the dildo and began bouncing up and down on it nice and hard. Madison wanted to return the favor by taking hold of Ashley’s breasts and massaged them.

Ashley moaned as she rode the strap on and the deeper she sat down on it the more it stretched her pussy lips open. Madison had a smirk on her face as she surprised her sister as she began to work the butt plug into her sister’s asshole. “You want to know what it’s like to fuck two guys.”

Ashley smiled at her sister, “I already know sis and it’s awesome. Just take your time just don’t jam it in.” Madison slowly but deliberately began to push the butt plug in her sister’s asshole as Ashley was now grinding on top of the strap on. The pleasure of it being so deep inside of her reaching areas of her vagina that have only been reached just a few times by her father. She was now taking the butt plug to its very limits as well and just like her sister Ashley came rather quickly.

Madison returning the favor helped her sister off of her lap and fell to her knees and buried her face between her older sister’s legs and like a kitten hungry for the sweet milk to nourish her she ate her sister. Ashley looking down at her sister helped her from her knees and said, “I wonder if you could get that big dildo inside of my asshole?”

Madison just smiled and said, “There is only one way to find out. Get on your stomach and I’ll get on top and I promise to fuck your brains out.”

Ashley was on her stomach and Madison climbed on top of her. She slowly lined up the smallest ball with the very tiny opening that was Ashley’s asshole. With both hands she opened her cheeks wider and then pushed slowly. She could see her sister begin to clench her ass. Madison began to smile as it was a classic mistake to clench your ass it only makes it hurt worse. It was the one thing that she learned after the many years of her father fucking her in the asshole.

“Sweaty don’t clench pretend you’re trying to go to the bathroom. It will open your fuck hole even more and I can slip it in easier.” Ashley listened to her sister, as she knew about taking it in the ass a lot more than she did. To Ashley’s surprise it did become easier to take the dildo in the ass if she was pushing her asshole open like she was trying to take a shit.

Madison then fell on top of her sister’s back and began to push slower but a little deeper with each thrust. Ashley turning her head pushed her tongue out French kiss me honey. Madison moved her head down and they began to make out as Madison was now all the way in her sisters asshole. She could tell that she was pummeling her sister’s asshole as she tried to scream but couldn’t as Madison continue to play tonsil hockey with her.

Madison then maneuvered her hands under her sister’s belly and found her clit. With one finger rubbing her sister’s clit she was able to penetrate her sister’s pussy with one of her fingers. “Holy shit sis fuck me – fuck my brains out. You are one hell of a whore sis you certainly know how to fuck. No wonder so many guys want you. Now finish it off and make me cum with that dildo deep inside of my asshole.”

Madison didn’t need that much encouragement as she began to let the dildo does all work. They were long deep and strong strokes and each time she went all the way inside of her asshole with the dildo. As her pace began to pick up Ashley’s moans became louder and Ashley herself began to push backwards. With both girls slamming each other brought Ashley to orgasm once again. Madison herself was spent and she pulled out of her sister and took the strap on off and got under the covers. Ashley recovered and then turned off the lights and slipped under the covers with her sister spooning her and both fell asleep together.

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My fiancées little sister has a crush on me.

Package Deal 2 (Characters and base plot by Impax)

Shellie, 21 yr-old older sister.
Lauren, 17 yr-old little sister.
Rick, me Shellie’s fiancé.

Summary of part 1: I broke the news to Lauren that I’d proposed to her sister, her only family left in the world, and asked her to move away with us to Montana. Lauren agreed on condition I take her virginity on our wedding night. I told Shellie and she was, of course, mad at her sister, and after some discussion, she decided to scare Lauren out of her crush on me by forcing her to strip naked in front of me and suck me off in front of her right now, and to follow it up with me taking her virginity tonight.

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I was already hard just thinking about this crazy situation I couldn’t believe I was in. Lauren now stood before me, not yet seventeen and naked as a baby, standing shyly in front of me. I sat back into their couch and waited to let the scene play out between the sisters and see if Lauren would capitulate to my demand to suck me off here and now. Her sister was sitting strait up next to me on the couch and had her arms crossed and a stern expression on her face, waiting to see if her little sister was going to do as we has instructed. Shellie had threatened to leave her alone here and move away with me if she didn’t, and I could see Lauren was not expecting that from her only family.

“Well?” Shellie drolled out with more than a little vitriol.

Lauren moved her lithe body closer to us and cautiously kneeled in front of me. Her small pert breasts, very similar to her sisters, bounced a little and wagged seductively as she knee-walked slightly between my knees. She stopped there, nervous and unsure of herself.

“You said you’re still a virgin, but you’re almost seventeen. Surely you sucked a cock before?” her sister almost spat at her. Without comment Lauren slowly shook her head. “Really?” Shellie actually seemed surprised at that. Shellie had told me that she’d been sexually active since she was fifteen, but she was quite a lot bolder than her younger sister. Also the fact that both their parents had been killed when Lauren was fourteen probably had an impact on her as well. Shellie thought for a moment, then said, “Unbutton his pants and unzip it carefully; you don’t want to hurt his penis.” Then she looked at my crotch and laughed a little at seeing my bulge,”Enjoying this that much already?”

I shrugged and Shellie shook her head, as we waited for Lauren to comply. She bit her lip momentarily, and reached her hands forward and tried to unbutton my jeans. It’s never as easy to do this to someone else and she took almost a minute just to do that much. Having gotten that she then bit her lip again and worked on my zipper, pressing her hands onto me restrained cock. Even through the jeans I could feel the warmth of her soft hands, clumsy and untrained, sometimes painfully pressing me, until finally she got the zipper going and pulled it down slowly. Now my underwear was exposed and I decided to help out by pushing down my jeans under my ass so they were not as in the way. The last thing I wanted was my cock that near my zipper with someone that inexperienced fondling me.

I was wearing boxer briefs and Lauren had no idea how the flap in the center worked and was unsure how to proceed. “Just pull them down,” her sister instructed simply. Lauren grasped the waistband, and I lifted my ass off the couch as she peeled my underwear down, her face only inches from my soon to be revealed cock. Once she got it past my ass, my cock was starting to come into view, starting with the base and balls, and the shaft, and finally once the last of the cloth was bunched down with the tops on my jeans my cock popped free, snapping up to attention, surprising the young girl by booping her in the nose on its way to his erect attention position.

She gave a tiny shriek of surprise and backed off while her sister totally lost it and started laughing hysterically. I couldn’t help but snicker and lost a little of my rigidity while Lauren blushed bright red. Shellie composed herself and got back to the matter at hand. “Well, get to it cunt!” she said tying to sound serious, but couldn’t drive the smile away from the corners of her lips, “You wanna share my man, show him you’re ready and suck him off!” She then stifled a giggle and tried, mostly unsuccessfully, to show her stern mamma-grizzly face.

Lauren’s blush didn’t abate as she returned her attention to my still mostly rigid cock and I could feel the hot blood in my veins return him even before she reached out her smooth gentle hand to gently grasp my penis. She then closed her eyes and moved her head above my lap and looked down the end of my rod. She then dropped her head and took the tip into her hot mouth and sucked on it. It was actually a little painful as she tried to use it like a straw. I winced a little and another giggle escaped Shellie before she stated blatantly, “You don’t know what to do at all do you?”

Lauren withdrew and only responded, “Um…”

Shellie sighed and groaned, “Fine, I guess it’s better to show you how to do it than have you injure my man.” Shellie then leaned over, firmly grasping my base and pushing down on my balls just the way I like. “When a cock is hard you can manhandle the base here and guys like it. The balls and head are the sensitive areas and you have to be a little more gentile. Now don’t be a pussy, they like it a little rough, just don’t cut them with your nails or bit with your teeth.”

Shellie then turned her head down and literally swallowed my cock into that mouth I’d loved for the last nine months. I leaned back and rolled my eyes and my fiancé manipulated my groin with expert and practiced skill. She sucked and swirled her tongue, her hand squeezed and jerked my cock, and I could feel her clothed breasts rub against my thigh. Instinctually my hand rubbed her back and down her ass, squeezing a butt cheek to show her my pleasure as I throbbed in her mouth.

Unfortunately she stopped and the cool air blew on my throbbing member as he leaned up. “OK, your turn,” she addressed her younger sister. Lauren steeled herself and tried to emulate her older sister’s actions. She replaced her sister’s grasp on my base, not quite as firm, but did well, then after looking her sister in the eyes for approval, she leaned down and put the head of my cock in her mouth. She then tried to bob her head like Shellie had done and promptly gagged herself. She pulled away coughing and eyes watering as she tried to recapture her breath.

Shellie, instead of laughing at her sisters pain this time offered sympathy. “It’s OK, just breathe and try it again slowly. You have to know how far you can go and with some practice you can take more. You should have seen Billy Marson, remember he was the first boy I dated back in high school?” Lauren nodded as she recovered. “Well…” Shellie continued, “We had just eaten our dinner and were parked by the lake instead of going to the movie as we said we were going to see. We had been getting friendly and I wanted to try going down on him like I’d heard other girls talk about, and ended up gagging myself and puking spaghetti all over his lap!” Both girls giggled and Lauren seemed to feel better hearing this. “Try again, just go slow and feel out how far you can go and just go that far.”

Lauren wiped her eyes again and returned to her task. Grasping my base again and moving her hot little mouth back over my man-meat. She was gentle and just moved slowly for a moment. “That’s it…” Shellie encouraged her, “When you’re comfortable squeeze his cock and suck harder. Remember to breathe through your nose so you don’t have to pull off.” Lauren obliviously hadn’t considered breathing and exhaled sharply into my pubes, then started breathing before resuming her first blowjob.

She was rough, inexperienced, and nicked me a few times with her teeth, but I was getting a blowjob from this extremely cute girl with my fiancé encouraging her on at my side. Not something I ever expected and just the situation alone was really turning me on, making me groan in pleasure. Shellie turned to look at me and snuggled up close, pressing her breasts into my chest. “You like that?” I nodded and knew she was getting turned on as well. “You like my little virgin sister sucking you off? Waiting to drink down your jizz in her little virgin mouth?” Shellie always liked to talk dirty and it always turned me on. We had been having sex for almost a year now, ever since she and I got a little drunk last Christmas Eve and waited until Lauren went to bed. Any time Lauren was home when we had sex she would always whispered her dirty-talk, but now she stated it plainly in her sultry voice and I throbbed in her sister’s mouth. Lauren gagged just a little as I grew, but quickly resumed after a quick breath.

“Oooo…” Shellie ran her nails over my exposed stomach, lightly scratching me. “You are going to dump your load into her virgin belly.” She started unbuttoning her blouse while she hissed her sexy words in my ears. “My virile man, so potent his sluttly girlfriend needs to get his baby sister to suck him off.” Her blouse now open, she pulled up her bra over her smooth, firm breasts that were only slightly larger than those of her younger sister’s. Then she threw one leg over me and her sister’s head, kneeling on the couch over my waist and blocking sight of Lauren altogether. “Mama needs her titties sucked,” as she pressed her firm breasts with erect nipples into my face.

I placed my hands on her jean-covered ass and held her to me as I sucked hard on her tits. I enjoyed the goose-pimple texture of Shellie’s extremely turned on nipples and areole on my tongue and I alternated between them and groaned as Lauren continued to suck on my scholong. “Fuck yea, suck my titties! Fuck her mouth cum for her! Give her you salty goodness you sister-fucking bastard!”

I couldn’t take much more, it was all so intense, I started to buck up a little, but was mostly held down by the two sisters. “Suck him hard now honey, he’s about to cum! And don’t forget to suck down every fucking drop of his jizzim or I won’t stop him from fucking you in your god damn ass!” Lauren squeezed me hard and I groaned out loud, releasing Shellie’s tits from my mouth and crushing them into the side of my face as I squeezing her ass to me hard. The cum was loosed from my balls and half a second latter splattering the tonsils of lovely little girl who’d been working me over le last ten minutes. Lauren mad a good effort, surprised by the force, volume, and probably taste of my cum, gagging her back off my cock. She probably had some go down the wrong hole, because she was almost retching by the time I saw her after Shellie, swung off of me.

I felt bad for her and moved to assist her, but Shellie held me back and gave me a stern look. It took longer than the first gag to recover from, but soon she looked up at us with my jizm all over her face and lips, and tears in her eyes. After a moment Shellie, with her boobs still hanging out, said, “Well?” No one said anything so she continued, “You want him to fuck your ass or are you gonna be a good fucking slut and lick up all his cum?”

Lauren just breathed for a moment and then moved back to my cock and licked the cum from my pee hole that still oozed from my twitching penis. Then she sucked like a straw to get the rest before looking back to my sister for confirmation. “All of it,” she said sternly, but poor Lauren looked around in confusion than back to her older sister who sighed and bent down to her then held her head in her hands, than licked right up her cheek to her forehead, getting a wayward shot of my cum from her face. Lauren was semi-paralyzed by her sister doing such a thing to her and only winced as if in pain, but more in shock as my fiancé continued to clean off her little sister’s face of my spooge.

Even though I just came I was still hard and really turned on. What can I say… I’m a guy. I reached out and squeezed one of Shellie’s tits and could feel her heavy breathing and tell she was really turned on right now. I used my other hand and rubbed her ass over her jeans and could tell she’d wet them even through her panties.

Lauren started to relax as Shellie licker her like a cat until clean, then returned to my side. “Not bad for the first time.” We all took a breather and waited for Shellie to hand down her ruling. I know who was going to wear the pants in our house so wasn’t going to get in her way. “But, you didn’t take it all so I guess Rick is just going to have to fuck the shit out of your asshole.”

Lauren’s jaw dropped. Then she whined, “But… I tried… I really did!”

Shellie looked over to me, “Well Rick? What do you think?”

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This is the second part in a series set amongst the cheerleading squad and female sports teams of an American high school. Any resemblance to real persons or places is purely coincidental.

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2009

In the previous chapter, I told you how I became a member of my high school’s junior cheerleading squad, how three of the girls from the senior hockey team seduced me, and how the coach, Ms Gretzke, took my virginity. It was a revelation to me, as I discovered my true lesbian sexuality. At the time, I was a couple of months past my sixteenth birthday, five feet four inches in height, a cute and pretty blue-eyed blonde, my body athletically trim but filling out with pert tits to match my bubble butt.

The cheerleading squad turned out to be a secret lesbian network – this was the real reason for the coach’s rule that its members must not have the distraction of having a boyfriend. Ostensibly, it was to avoid the interference this was likely to cause with our commitment to the training sessions and matches, but actually its purpose was to focus all of our buzzing hormones and sexual desires on each other – and on Ms Gretzke too, of course. She was our queen bee, although, as I found out later and to my pleasure, there were a number of other older dykes who were in on the secret as well – but I’ll leave that for another chapter.

The other (secret) rule was that the cheerleaders had to make themselves sexually available to any of the girls on the school’s sports teams who wanted them, whether individually or – especially after a match – wholesale. Of course, not all the girls on the sports teams were gay or bisexual: they were chosen for their sporting ability, whilst we cheerleaders were chosen for our looks, athleticism and willingness to engage in wild lesbian orgies. However, the straight girls on the teams had to observe one inflexible rule – not to let anyone know what went on. Ms Gretzke had drilled into them that if they breathed a word, even in confidence to a friend, they would be out of the team permanently, and that she and all the rest of us would (a) rubbish their story completely, and then (b) make their life hell. So the straight girls – who, curiously enough, often tended to be the plainer ones – did their own thing, and the rest of us ate pussy like we were starving in the desert.

One of the senior girls who had first seduced me, and who been present when I lost my virginity, was Julia, the captain of the hockey team. She was especially attracted to me, and over the next few weeks she made me her ‘babe’. She taught me a lot about lesbian love-making, and I had sex with her more times over the next two years than with everyone else added together. I developed a real crush on her, and she fancied me back – not just for my sweet body and youthful innocence, but because we liked similar things and made each other laugh. As the months passed, I thought of her as my girlfriend, although it was certainly a non-exclusive relationship on both sides. I knew that she had other girls she slept with, though less frequently than with me, and of course I had my duties as part of Ms Gretzke’s special cheerleader ‘pussy squad’. I was soon opening my legs for any number of other girls and women – and that started with the second part of my lesbian initiation, which I’m going to tell you about now.

This took place two days after Ms Gretzke took my virginity with her strap-on in the locker room of the school gymnasium (see chapter 1), and my pussy was still a bit tight and sore when I turned up at her house, as instructed, at six o’clock on Friday evening. The coach always held a planning session here for the sports teams and cheerleader squads that were playing a home match on the weekend, and she provided the food and drink. What was secret was that after the team business talk was done, the straight girls in the sports’ teams left, and then the rest of them (which was the large majority, around three-quarters) got it on with the free pussy which the cheerleaders willingly provided.

As I had been instructed, I arrived in casual clothes and changed into my brand-new cheerleader costume in Ms Gretzke’s large upstairs second bedroom. There was already a pile of ordinary clothes on the bed, as most of the other girls were so eager that they tended to arrive a little early. There was one other girl in the room, who had nearly finished putting on her hockey uniform. I didn’t know her very well – she was a final-year student, two years ahead of me, and I had to think for a moment even to get her name; Kersten, yes, that was it. One reason why I remembered was because the Germanic name suited her appearance: she was a strapping blonde, at least six feet tall, with her fair hair braided into two pigtails. She was broad-shouldered, but had a bosom in matching proportion – in fact, she was one of the bustiest girls in the teams, if not the whole school. Even now, strapped down in the sports bra she was wearing under her hockey jersey, they made an impressive swell. I realised with a blush that I had stopped half-way through getting changed to gaze rather obviously at her profile. At that point, she noticed this and turned to me with a smile, which became broader as she took in my pretty young body, entirely revealed because I was down to my white socks, panties and bra. Kersten walked towards me, slipped one hand around my waist to pull me close for a kiss, and without hesitation plunged the other one down inside my panties to grope my pussy. I gave a surprised yelp at her intrusion, followed by a softer cry as one of her fingers found the way in – probing in a much more delicate and considerate way than her first grab had led me to expect. After only a few seconds, she withdrew her hand and released me, and then brought her fingers up to her lips to smell and taste.

‘Very nice’, she said with approval, ‘Julia told me that they’d broken you in – I was so pleased you’ve joined our pussy squad, I’ve had my eye on you for a while.’

I was a bit surprised by the last part, and so only mumbled something inarticulate in reply. Kersten laughed again, gave me a firm smack on the ass that jolted me forward a couple of steps, and then said:

‘I’d love to fuck you right here and now – but I’ll leave that pleasure for another time, ’cos you’re gonna need all your energy for what’s coming!’ She laughed again, blew me a kiss, and left the room.

I finished getting changed, her final remark sending my mind in a whirling circle of anxiety and anticipation. What was going to happen later? Ms Gretzke had already told me that every new cheerleader had to undergo an ‘initiation rite’ with the sports team girls, but I had no notion of what it would entail.

I came hesitantly down the stairs, dressed in the junior cheer squad uniform of white plastic boots that came to a couple of inches below the knee, a scanty and flouncy cheerleader skirt and a tight short-sleeve top. Both of the latter were in the school colour of mid-blue, with white edging and white flashes in the pleats of the short skirt, and a white band around the neckline, sleeves and hem of the top. My doubts did not last long – Ms Gretzke was waiting for me at the bottom of the staircase, and greeted me first with a comforting hug and then with a nice long mouth-to-mouth kiss, whilst one of her hands went up under my skirt and firmly stroked the front of my panties. She broke the smooch and smiled at me, saying ‘Don’t worry, you’ll enjoy this – though you might be a bit stiff in the legs and neck when you wake up tomorrow, so mind that you do some warm-up and loosening exercises before you come to school for the match.’ My anxieties slipped away at her welcoming tone and down-to-earth approach, and I smiled shyly at her and said I was eager to be fully initiated into her special ‘pussy squad’.

However, first we had the necessary team events. Ms Gretzke had a very large back garden, which was one reason why she had bought this house on the outer edge of town, the other being its secluded location – the house was set well back from the road behind a wall, and from nowhere outside could you see into the rear garden. There was plenty of room there for the girls of the two sports teams that were playing at home on the next day to do some fitness training at one side, whilst on the other we cheerleaders ran through some of our routines, including a new and quite complicated one. Perhaps because I was on the same footing with that one as everyone else in the squad, I found it much easier to master than most of them did.

There were nineteen sports’ girls – eleven of the hockey team plus two reserves, and six tennis players – together with the eight (including myself) of the junior cheerleading squad; our twenty-seven athletic and youthful feminine bodies, skimpily dressed, made quite an alluring sight. (I learned later that the softball team had a match upstate, and due to the distance involved they had already left – the senior cheerleading squad was accompanying them, and I gathered from some ribald jokes that they would soon be cuddling up in each others’ beds in the hotel, supposedly to get an early night.)

After half an hour of practice, we were warmed up and quite hungry. We all trooped indoors, through the kitchen where we helped ourselves to the generous cold buffet that was laid out, and on into the large lounge which ran across the width of the substantial old house. It was filled with a variety of chairs, bean-bags and cushions, and all of the twenty-seven girls found somewhere to settle down – it was a bit crowded, and some girls were quite flagrant about cuddling up with a special friend. Julia gave me a warm smile and a wink, patting her lap, and I eagerly made my way over to her and settled down with her arms loosely, but nevertheless slightly possessively, around my waist. I leant slightly against her, and my awareness through my thin silky top of the pressure and the hardness of her nipples made a little dampness seep into my panties.

Whilst we ate, Ms Gretzke went through a final recapitulation of team tactics and the organisational arrangements of who had to be where and when on the next day, Then, with a smile, she clapped her hands and said: ‘Now – I declare the rest of the evening to be fun time!’ The straight sports’ team girls knew that this was their cue to depart, and about seven of them did so, all in a friendly way – laughing, blowing mock kisses and calling out to the rest of us things like: ‘Have fun!’, ‘Don’t be naughty!’, and so on.

The rest of the team girls and all of us cheerleaders stayed put. Ms Gretzke announced that today we were initiating a delightful new addition to the junior cheer squad, and she called me into the clear area in the middle of the room. The other girls clapped, some just politely but others, who had taken in my looks and figure, much more enthusiastically. Ms Gretzke indicated with a hand signal that I should do a little pirouette to show off all sides of my body, and then she instructed me to pull my skirt up to my waist. As I stood there, the coach hooked a finger into each side of my panties, and with due deliberation pulled them down to my ankles, whereupon I stepped out of them. I settled with my legs now further apart, but still holding the pose with my skirt pulled up to just under my breasts, so that I was fully exposed from the waist down to my boots. Ms Gretzke tossed my panties aside with a flourish, and declared in ceremonial tones:

‘I declare this pussy open for initiation!’

Ms Gretzke then told me to go down onto my knees, and the captains of the hockey and tennis teams came forward and stood in front of me. Julia, of course, I already knew, whilst the tennis captain, Heather, was very attractive in a different way – she was shorter and slimmer, with thick and curly auburn hair. On the coach’s instructions, I had to take off their trainers and kiss both their feet, whilst taking what Ms Gretzke called ‘the cheer-pussy oath’. I don’t recall the exact words, but it went something like this:

‘I do solemnly swear, on all that I hold dear, to give my pussy, tits and ass, wholly and without any restraint or inhibition, to any member of the sports teams who wants me, whenever they demand, and to give up my body to any of my fellow cheerleaders who desire me as well.’

Then I had to kiss each of the captains, moving from their toes up their legs, lifting their skirts – to find (surprise, surprise!!) that they had no panties on – and kiss them again three times each on the pussy. After I had done that with enthusiasm, I got a big round of applause from the whole room.

Ms Gretzke then explained that the second part of my initiation was that I would be that evening’s sole player of what they called ‘the Home Game’, although actually it could be played at any time or place. The rules were quite simple: I was to remove all of my outfit except the boots and the short flared skirt, and to kneel on the floor in the middle of the room. Everyone else stripped completely naked, and took up positions sitting in a circle around me, some on chairs and sofas, the others on cushions or the floor. After being given sixty seconds to look at and memorise what everyone looked like, my eyes were covered with a very effective blindfold – it allowed a little bit of immediate view straight downwards, but nothing ahead or to either side. There was another minute during which all of the girls could swap positions, after which I had crawl forward on my knees – choosing any direction that I liked – until I encountered a female body.

Now the real test began. I was allowed thirty seconds to feel the girl anywhere from the neck downwards, and I was also allowed up to five licks of her pussy – she was required to sit with her legs open for this purpose. Ms Gretzke would then ring a bell, and I had to guess the name of whoever I was touching and tasting. If I got it right, I could ask them to do anything to me that I wanted (provided it was done right there and then), but if I got it wrong then I was their sexual puppet for the next five minutes or until they came, whichever was the sooner.

Of course, I was never going to get very many of them right – I had seen hardly any of them naked or even partly-dressed before, and there were a few who’s names I didn’t even know. That prospect did not worry me in the slightest – I could see that there might be just as much fun in a wrong guess as in a right one – but I was less sure if my stamina, or my pussy, would stand up to twenty fucks, there being nineteen team and cheerleader girls, plus Ms Gretzke. The coach later explained that normally the girls divided into several smaller groups to play the game, which also meant you didn’t have to wait for ages for your turn – but that at the initiation, a girl had to show she had the fitness and willingness to last the course.

On the signal, I crawled forwards, angling slightly to my right. All I could tell about this first girl was that she had quite full breasts and her pussy had a musky fragrance that was very stimulating, but that didn’t get me to a face or a name. When Ms Gretzke rang the bell, I made a wild guess, which of course was wrong. I was then told who it was (Madison, one of the hockey team), and she required me to eat out her pussy, which I did avidly, enjoying her sweet sweaty smell; at her command, I also reached over my head to grasp and fondle her breasts. Either I was getting good at this, or Madison was very turned on by the experience, because quite soon I could feel her thigh muscles clenching and her pelvis thrusting as she approached her climax. When it came, she suddenly gripped me tightly by my pony-tail, holding my face squashed against her cunt, shuddering and moaning, as she climaxed.

No sooner was this done, than I was handed along to the next girl, moving clockwise around the room. Although there was the occasional giggle, the girls stuck firmly to the rule that they must not talk amongst themselves. I had no idea who this was, although her cunt had a slightly spicy aroma and I thought she might be either one of three Hispanic girls or perhaps one of my fellow cheerleaders, the lovely Malea, a slender Filipino with beautiful almond-shaped dark eyes and jet black hair. Because I most wanted it to be her, that’s what I guessed – but my earlier instinct had been closer, it was actually Palmira, a tousle-haired beauty on the hockey team. What had misled me was that she was one of the slighter girls on the team – she played on the wing, and was noted for her sprinting. Her choice was one of mutual pleasure – she put me on my back on the floor, and then lowered her cunt onto my face in a 69, as she eagerly separated my puffy labia with her fingers and her tongue dived into my slit.

I was also wrong next time – really, I was just making complete guesses; later, I was assured that experienced girls playing the game would often get half right, if not more, which was fun for all concerned. This girl wanted me to eat her pussy, and so for the third time my cunt-juice streaked face pressed into the warm triangle between a girl’s thighs, and my tongue quested into the firm tightness of her damp vagina, seeking the nub of her clitoris. This initiation was at least giving me a lot of experience and practice.

Then, I got the next girl right! The size of the breasts which I was fondling narrowed the field to only three girls with such full figures, and the rest of her shape and the smell of her perfume irresistibly reminded me of Kersten – and so it proved to be! I still had to keep the blindfold on, of course, but I could hear Kersten laugh and say; ‘Well, earlier I wanted to fuck you – now it’s the other way round! What’s your pleasure, honey?’

I was so turned on by my pussy-eating that I felt electric, vibrant, ready to climb a mountain – so I had no hesitation in announcing that what I wanted was to fuck Kersten with a strap-on. She asked me which way I wanted her, and I decided that she should go down on her hands and knees, and I would take her from behind. I chose that way for two reasons: with the blindfold, it would be easier to line up on the target if I could hold onto her hips from behind, and I wanted somewhere to grip to make sure I didn’t topple over. I admitted to her that it was my first time wearing a strap-on, and said that I hoped she didn’t mind?

Kersten sounded surprised when she replied: ‘No, honey – it’s an honour to be your first!’

She explained to me later that it was like a reverse virginity, that the first girl you fucked was someone you would always remember. She selected a suitable strap-on and buckled its three-way fastenings around my waist and buttocks, and then came round and went down on her hands and knees in front of me. I put my hands out until I encountered her ass, and shuffled into the right position behind her, with the other girls breaking their silence to shout out targeting advice: ‘No, up a bit!’, ‘Go left – left a little!’, ‘You’re getting warm (someone else interjected here: ‘She’s hot, baby!’), go forwards, go for it!’, and similar things.

I gasped a little as my fingers explored Kersten’s upthrust ass, finding the bulge of her pudenda between her legs, and eliciting a responding gasp as I slid my fingers along its cleft, teasing apart the outer labial lips. Having reconnoitred the territory, I brought the strap-on forwards until its tip was resting along and just below her pussy. A gentle pressure of my fingers on her back caused Kersten to lower her upper body towards the floor, which had the inevitable see-saw effect of raising her ass and pussy to an even more inviting and accessible angle. I suddenly realised that I had no doubts about what to do or how to do it, and with a surprisingly confident motion I pressed forward firmly with my pelvis, simultaneously raising the plastic dildo and pushing it into her.

‘Ooooohh!’, sighed Kersten in contentment, ‘Yeah! – oh, yeah baby, do it!’

Basically, I repeated what Ms Gretzke had done to me when taking my virginity earlier in the week, and it seemed to work just fine. Soon we were both panting and grunting, me from the effort of flexing my hips backwards and forwards and the exhilaration of my first time fucking another female, and Kersten from the waves of pleasure that were surging through her.

‘Please, faster! Harder!!’ she begged, between gasping for breath, and I obliged with a sudden increase of both tempo and force.

‘Aaaahhh!! Fuck – yes, oooohh!! Yes – that’s it, don’t stop now … don’t stop … mmm … don’t … ooaaah! … don’t … OH SHIT!! I’M CUMMING, I’M CUMMING!!! AAAAAHHH!!

And with that, she convulsed, first hard backwards against my dildo thrust – nearly making me lose my balance, and I clutched wildly at her hips – and then she subsided like an extinct volcano, slumping forwards and making incoherent noises. I had no idea what to do, so I simply stopped with the next inwards thrust, the dildo still deep inside her. That insertion and pressure proved to be enough to tip her over into a second orgasm, after which she slid off the dildo to lie flat on her stomach, making a soft noise like blowing bubbles through her lips. She had been right about one thing: my first time doing this to another girl was truly memorable – and it completed my lesbian transformation, for it had been so utterly satisfying that I knew with total certainty this was what I wanted to be doing, now and for always.

Within a few seconds, Kersten recovered enough to sit up and remove the strap-on, after which she quickly kissed me on the cheek and murmured into my ear her thanks and the hope that we would do this again sometime real soon, and then she handed me along to the next girl on her left.

My luck then deserted me; after this, I got no more right for a long time, and was on a losing streak for the next five girls. The first wanted me to finger her to a climax whilst I gave oral attention to her tits – I enjoyed that very much. The second was a quick worker – she managed to fit into the five minutes not only my munching on her pussy but also her doing me with a strap-on. I yelped a bit when the dildo was pushed in for the first time, but fortunately she was quite skilled and she also remembered the warning that Ms Gretzke had issued at the start – that I had only lost my virginity a couple of days before, and they should take account of that and not be too rough. The third girl (Ruth, one of my fellow cheerleaders) turned out to want to eat my pussy, rather than the other way round, and I had a few moments respite as I lay on my back with my legs spread wide open and she delicately and gently lapped at my cunt until, after about four minutes, it suddenly flooded with wetness and I gasped aloud as I came. I’m sure Ruth chose that option deliberately to give me an easier time, because she was the previous member before me to join the cheerleader squad, and thus the most recent person to have been through the initiation. Either way, it was sweet of her, and I made my gratitude very evident later in the following week, asking her back after school for a lovely romp and a long slobbering 69 session, whilst the house was still empty before my Mom got home from her work.

The next girl – the eighth – ordered me to make myself come with my fingers whilst they all watched, and so I was down on my back again, knees in the air and legs wide open. I was surprised how long it took me – I had assumed that because I was so turned on, and in the middle of a complete fuckfest, that I would orgasm almost at the touch of a feather, never mind the thrust of my own fingers deep into myself. However, I had become almost over-stimulated, and it took nearly four minutes before I felt the delicious anticipatory heightening of the pre-orgasm moment, and arched my back, my bottom rising completely clear of the floor, as the climax shuddered through me.

The last in this sequence of five wrong guesses turned out to be Heather, the captain of the tennis team. She had an idea that was new to me: she fixed me into a strap-on, but then told me to lie on my back on the floor, so that the dildo pointed directly up at the ceiling. I could not see this next part, but I sensed her above me as she straddled me, and then lowered herself down so that the plastic cock slid up deep inside her. When she had sunk to a resting place, her pussy lips around the base of the strap-on and her knees on either side of my hips, she then took a firm grip of my titties, and began humping herself up and down on the dildo. Her rhythm and tempo got faster and harder, and before long she was bucking wildly above me – it was like being the base of a trampoline. This was quite a good one for me, because it gave me a chance to rest and catch my breath whilst she did all the physical work – like Ruth, I think she chose this option to help me last the course.

After Heather had climaxed, the dildo was removed again, and I was moved along to what I thought was number ten – I wasn’t quite sure if I had been counting right, but this must be about halfway, and I didn’t feel too bad at all. I was still more encouraged when I guessed this one right. This was for the opposite reason to when I had identified Kersten: this girl had really small tits, she probably took only an 28A or 30AA bra size. It was one of the younger tennis players, and I was more familiar with her anyway as she was the same age as me and in my class. Her name was Cathy, and she groaned in mock despair when I called it out, before even Ms Gretzke rang her bell. Cathy complained that it was not fair, that she always got recognised by her small boobs, but something in her voice suggested to me that she quite liked being given orders and dominated. My instructions were for her to lick my tits, and then to go down on me and give me oral. Cathy proved very adept at this, having a long and agile tongue, and a good deal of cunt-sucking experience, and I enjoyed her eager and experienced attentions. I had had no idea before this that she was a lesbian – we were not really in the same group of friends in the class, though we had always got on OK. Now, we both made a note to get on closer terms – much, much closer! She really was a lovely little thing, and fortunately I was just the type that turned her on as well.

It was a short-lived triumph, as I was wrong again in identifying the next girl. Fortunately, her desires were quite conventional – it was tongue out and forward-march to lick her cunt. Most of the girls wanted me to give them cunnilingus – some because that is what they liked best anyway, and some, who I think would normally have wanted to shaft me with a strap-on, chose to receive a pussy-eating instead because of Ms Gretzke’s warning.

One didn’t, and it didn’t surprise me that it was Mercedes, the meanest of the three hockey girls who had started my journey into lesbianism. I had seen a cruel anticipatory look in her eye before the blindfold covered me, and she was the person who’s name I was most hoping to get right, and so avoid being in her power. However, my luck ran out: when I came to her and tasted her pussy, nothing particular came to mind, and I did not guess correctly. Of course, the option she chose was for me to go on my hands and knees on the floor, my ass jutting towards her and my legs a bit apart. I could not see the strap-on which she buckled in place around her hips, and the nasty bitch gave me no warning before shoving it into me for the first time. Naturally, I gave a high-pitched squeal and something of a sob as she penetrated me deeply, to which she gave a sharp, satisfied laugh. She carried on regardless, ramming the dildo in and out of me with short hard thrusts; it was painfully rough as she shafted me, and I was really getting to dislike the mean bitch. Fortunately, Ms Gretzke was keeping a close eye on things, and an admonitory cough and murmured word from the coach in Mercedes’s ear caused the Hispanic hockey-girl to ease up – Ruth told me later that she had looked quite disgruntled about it. The slower pace was much more erotic, for me at least (Mercedes got off more on a girl’s fear and pain), and I climaxed quite soon after she had eased back.

Immediately after Mercedes, Ms Gretzke called ‘time out’ – I had been going for a little over an hour (although it didn’t really seem so long), and was entitled to a short refreshment break. I was relieved to be told that I had done twelve girls, which meant that there were only seven more and Ms Gretzke herself still to go. I was led out of the room, so that I could remove the blindfold for a while, and I was able to go to the toilet and then sit in the kitchen for a moment and drink a bottle of ice cold Coca-Cola.

The girls had all taken a station-break as well, but the rule was that they resume their exact former seats until my circuit of the room was complete. Ms Gretzke gave me a fond pat on the shoulder and smiled at me, saying that I was doing very well and that she was sure I would manage the remainder just fine. Then she put the blindfold back on, and after just a quick stroking of my breasts and down between my legs – to get me back in the mood, she said – I was led back into the main room, to kneel in front of the girl who was seated on the left of Mercedes. I had no idea who this was, and guessed hopelessly wrong; it turned out to be the oldest of the tennis players, a girl of nearly 18 who was in the graduating class. She seemed nice, and she wanted a 69 of mutual pussy-munching. My short rest had made all the difference, and I felt able to tackle this again with renewed enthusiasm – and before the five minutes was up, we were both squealing and gasping, clutching each other as we orgasmed at almost exactly the same moment.

I had no better luck with naming the next one: this girl had lovely smooth skin and pert breasts, but my guess was wide of the mark. Then something cool and metallic was pressed into my hand, and a soft voice in a slightly lilting accent whispered; ‘Do me with this, please’. It was a vibrator, and I recognised the voice at once – this was Malea, how wonderful! Before I switched on the vibrator, I breathed back quietly: ‘May I?’, and then I bent forwards and gently placed a kiss on the middle of her pussy cleft, the tip of my tongue just lightly flitting along its length. She gave a peculiar little shiver and a small gasp, and then lifted my chin with her hand, and kissed me fully on the mouth. We both understood the signals which had been exchanged – of my desire to have an intimate session of just the two of us together, and her acceptance of that. My fingers lightly brushed her nipples as our kiss ended, making her squirm slightly again, and then she slid forwards and downwards in the armchair, her buttocks resting at its front edge and her legs spread wide apart.

I switched on the vibrator, and began to apply it to her pussy, sometimes teasing it in, sometimes pushing more forcefully, sometimes using a kind of corkscrew motion with my wrist – that seemed particularly effective, because it often produced a kind of incoherent mewling noise from Malea. I was enjoying this very much – to have another girl so much under your sexual control is a very powerful feeling, intensely arousing; in fact, quite often I can come just from the eroticism of having a girl or a woman as putty in my hands. I was thrilled as Malea’s hips began to buck uncontrollably, her legs falling loosely and ever-wider apart, and she gave a series of high-pitched shrieks as she came, interspersed with yelling ‘Yes! Yes! Oh, yes!!’ at the top of her voice – it was a good thing that Ms Gretzke did not have any near neighbours!

And so to the next person, the fifteenth of my odyssey – and the third one that I got right. In a way, it was quite easy: from the rock-hard firmness of the muscles of her rather chunkier thighs, and the whole feel of her somehow more mature body, I was fairly sure that this was Ms Gretzke – but what gave me the confidence to make that guess was that I recalled the scent and taste of her cunt from when she had lowered it onto my face before taking my virginity. She clapped her hands in appreciation and, with an amused tone in her voice, she asked me what I wanted her to do. I had a sudden mental image of myself wearing a strap-on and wildly shafting Ms Gretzke from behind, doggy-style, with her moaning and shuddering in complete abandonment as I also mauled at her swinging breasts with my hands – but I shook that idea aside. It was something to savour for a later date maybe, but for the moment I had better not try to run before I could even walk. Also, I didn’t want to seem too cocky (pardon the pun, please) to other girls or, even more importantly, to anger Ms Gretzke by making her do something that would be humiliating for her. So, after a moment of humming and hawing, I batted my eyelashes at her coquettishly, and said that I had so much enjoyed her taking my virginity that I wanted her to fuck me with a strap-on again, but this time I would lie on my back and be face-up. She made an approving noise, as if to say ‘right answer, good girl’, and rose to fetch her favourite strap-on.

I lay down on a large soft bean-bag, my legs wide apart, and she buckled on the plastic dildo and knelt in front of me. Before putting it in, she gently kissed me, and then nibbled for a moment on each breast, which had the intended effect of arousing me and both opening and dampening my pussy for her easier entry. She was careful and considerate, probing the dildo in delicately and slowly, but I could tell that she was also aroused by the prospect of taking me again – later, I came to realise that what turned on Ms Gretzke more than anything was to take an inexperienced girl with her strap-on, from the back or the front. Her excitement communicated itself to me, and I slipped my hands behind her bottom and clenched her butt-cheeks in my palms, urging her forwards more firmly whilst gasping out that I wanted her to fill me, to take me, to do me, to FUCK ME NOW!!!

I almost screamed with ecstasy as her thrusts lost their tentativeness and became firmer, deeper, more rapid, taking me to and then over the brink of an orgasm. Ms Gretzke had built up a head of steam, and she didn’t stop there – she continued pounding my pussy with the strap-on, as I convulsed again in a second climax, and she only stopped when it seemed that I might be so overcome that I would faint. I felt dizzy and light-headed, but also tremendously and satisfying fucked by the leader of the pack, a wonderful luxuriating feeling of contentment that I had never known before. Ms Gretzke pulled out the strap-on, and as a final service she lowered her face to my crotch, and licked all around – and inside – my vagina, almost like a cat would wash its kitten. By the time she had finished, I had revived and was certainly purring.

Then the team coach handed me along to the sixteenth girl, who I didn’t guess correctly. It turned out to be Roberta, the beautiful black girl of the hockey team trio who had introduced me to girl-loving earlier in the week. Her request was for another pussy-eating, and I settled myself down between her spread thighs with a contented smile. I liked Roberta – despite the fact that she seemed to be in something of a pairing with the bitch Mercedes – and there was no doubt about her feminine charms. I loved the texture of her rich chocolate skin and the contrast between that and the deep pink of her engorged vagina; I also loved her musky scent, which reminded me a little of the cloves used to spice an apple pie – and I promised myself that I would remember it, and guess her correctly the next time that we played.

I was wrong again with the next girl – by my reckoning, the seventeenth – who also wanted my mouth on her cunt. As I started work on her (I forget now who it was), I suddenly began to flag – it was all catching up with me, both the sustained sexual highs and the physical effort involved, and I had a moment of panic that I might not be able to complete the circuit. What would happen then – would I be out? Would I have to do it all again? My jaw was aching from all the munching on pussies, my cunt was feeling a bit bruised and rough – probably thanks to Mercedes – and my legs were getting shaky as I crawled or knelt on the floor. However, I stifled my anxiety, and determined to keep on, to grind it out if need be. After all, following this girl there should only be three more, right?

And right I was with the next girl – which proved to be my fourth and final correct naming. In fact, getting one in five right on the first go was not too bad, apparently. The reason for my success was, once again, a kind of ‘insider knowledge’. This was the sexy Julia, captain of the hockey team, who had made such a strong impression on me during my first seduction; in fact, after that session she took me back to her house for more pleasure, and I had also already had a couple of quick assignations with her in the cubicles of the girls’ toilets at our high school. Because of this, her scent and the feel of her body were more familiar, plus my mental gears were beginning to catch up with the rest of me, as I realised that I had not found Julia so far. She seemed to sense the sapping tiredness that was threatening to overcome me, and she gave me something of a respite. Her instructions to me were to sit in her lap, which gave me support whilst she sucked on my budding titties, and then she used her fingers to probe the hole between my legs. As her pressure there became more insistent, more intrusive and more urgent, I responding by seeking her mouth with mine for a long passionate snog. I held onto her shoulders, jerking and shaking as the lower half of my body dissolved into pools of sensation and stimulation. She was skilled and experienced, and although I wouldn’t have thought I had another climax in me, still she steered me to one, just within the five-minute limit.

Then … wrong again, which was hardly a surprise. However, when I was told who it was, I felt a pang of disappointment, as I would have loved to have had my way with her – it was the ravishingly curved Kimberley, the only African-American girl in the junior cheerleading squad. She was a really hot babe, with a stunning pair of high, globular breasts and an amazing outthrust ass. When she moved, you would not have dreamed of applying to it any such mundane term as walking – that girl stalked, with her long legs nearly always in tight jeans and knee- or thigh-high black boots with stiletto heels. Her great pleasure was scissoring, which is sometimes called tribbing. We sat on the floor facing each other (I couldn’t see her because of the blindfold, of course, but I sensed her presence). Her hand guided my right leg to slide in between hers, so that our pubic mounds were pressed together. My left leg lay outside her thigh, whilst her legs draped across me, one at my back and the other at my front. She gripped me firmly around the waist, pulling me onto her pussy, and she began grinding our crotches against each other. It was amazingly erotic and sensual, and it was something which had never previously occurred to me could be done. But clearly it could, and I swiftly discovered that when both the women involved were aroused, with their labia open and lubricated, you could build to a mutually-satisfying rasping crescendo.

I should have known who the last girl was by a process of elimination – who was left, that I had not already encountered? But, as I said earlier, I did not know all of their names anyway, as several of the hockey girls were two years older than me, and even a couple of the cheer squad were seventeen and in the class above mine. Perhaps if I had kept track better I would have realised who I had not yet encountered, and therefore who this must be. However, I was in a bit of a daze – punch-drunk, or, more accurately, pussy-drunk – and so, of course, I got it wrong. When I was told that it was Paige, who of course was captain of our junior cheerleader squad, I nearly smacked myself on the forehead in frustration – how could I have not realised that it must be her?

Although anatomically it is correct, it completely fails to do Paige justice to say that she was average in all dimensions – being of medium height and bust size, and having an ass that was neither large nor small. It was much truer to say that she was a perfectly-proportioned package, and her flowing light brown hair and pretty face, almost always laughing and smiling, made her one of the most attractive girls in the school. For this, but also still more for the combination of her physical fitness and her temperament – she never lost her calm focus, but was also clear and decisive about what should be done – she was the ideal squad captain. All of us girls in the junior cheerleader team, even if we couldn’t agree on other things, admired and respected Paige as our leader – and also for her eager appetite for girl/girl sex.

Paige thought for a minute after my wrong guess, and then decided that she wanted to give it to me with a strap-on; she said this was to celebrate that fact that I was at last going to be ‘under her’. Apparently, she had been fancying me for some time, but wasn’t sure if I was ready to ‘join the team’ and take to girl-loving.

Her choice made this the fourth time during the evening that I would be on the receiving end of a strap-on (I had also given that wonderful implement three times to other girls). This was still less often than my pussy-munching endeavours: I had serviced eight girls that way, including the two 69 sessions. I was fairly sure that Paige had calculated this before making her choice, and had reckoned that – especially as she was last – it wouldn’t be too much for my recently-virgin cunt.

She told me to lie down on my back, and then said that not only did she want to see the expression on my face when she took me, but she wanted me to see her as well – and it seems this was quite often done with the final fuck, as there was no longer any need for the blindfold. Paige carefully removed it, giving me a moment to get accustomed to the light – which was not actually very bright, as Ms Gretzke had her living room lights on a dimmer switch and had turned them down about halfway after the straight sports girls departed.

I smiled lazily up at Paige, invitingly spreading my thighs open for her, and with an infectious grin she took up a position over me like someone about to do press-ups – although they don’t usually wear a long, bright red, ribbed strap-on dildo for that (I say ‘usually’, as in our cheerleader squad we often did!). Paige positioned the knob of the dildo at the centre of my pussy cleft, and then smoothly bent her elbows, lowering herself both onto and into me. I gave a deep contented sigh, feeling myself filled up with hardness again, and then its slow motions rubbing erotically against my vaginal walls. I clenched my teeth to control my gasps of arousal and pleasure, and gazed into Paige’s warm honey-coloured eyes with passionate intensity.

I was calling out: ‘Do me, oh-my-god Paige, do me! Now, now, fuck me … oh! Aaah-oogh-aahhh!!’; and then, more frantically, nearly shouting: ‘Fuck me! Fucking do me, Paige, fucking fuck me!!’

She was such an erotic sight, I was moved almost more than in any of the previous nineteen sexual bouts (wonderful though many of them had been), but being able to see her face, to see what she was doing to me, to look down and see the plastic rod slapping in and out of my cunt, put me on another level altogether. I reached round and clutched her lithe, well-muscled butt-cheeks, almost clawing at her with my fingers as I tried to pull her further into me. Sweat was pouring off me, and my eyes and face must have looked wild. Paige clamped her lips down on mine, silencing my noises, which had degenerated from words to incoherent shrieks. For an unbelievable moment, she paused in the rhythmic thrusts of the plastic cock, holding me tantalisingly on the cusp of my crescendo – and then she rammed it in, deeper and harder than ever before. I felt like a box of fireworks had gone off in my head – of all the wonderful climaxes I had that night, it was the most intense and the one I can still remember most vividly. Driving the hard plastic phallus into me that last time had also taken Paige over the edge into her orgasm, and she collapsed on top of me, both our bodies twitching and shuddering in ecstasy.

We lay quiescent for a moment, and I became aware that Ms Gretzke and all the other girls had risen to their feet and were applauding loudly, smiles on their faces and laughter in their voices. Paige gently eased the dildo out of my vagina, climbed off me, and then held out her hand and helped me to my feet – I was a bit shaky, and she put her arm companionably around my waist to support me. Ms Gretzke handed a white bath towel to Malea, and she and Ruth gently rubbed me down – I later discovered that this was also part of the initiation rituals, as they were my two immediate predecessors to join the cheerleader squad. Then, in another part of the formalities, Paige – in her role as my captain – knelt and ceremoniously kissed me on the pussy and on each nipple, and then took my hand. She turned to Ms Gretzke, transferred my hand into the coach’s firm grasp, and declared:

‘I present this candidate for admittance to the pussy-squad, and confirm that she has performed her duties well and truly.’

I looked around at the circle of happy faces, seeing how warmly – indeed, lustily – my fellow cheerleaders Ruth, Malea and Kimberley were gazing at me, as were Kersten, Cathy and Madison of the team girls, and I felt so completely accepted and just, well, at home. Even Mercedes was regarding me with some approval, though she still looked a bit sour, as did a rather snotty seventeen-year-old blonde in the cheerleader squad called Alicia. Towards the back of the crowd, my sweet Julia gave me a special, intimate smile and a salacious lick of her lips – we would be getting together again soon, her expression made clear.

Ms Gretzke then made my happiness complete. She did a similar genuflection to Paige, but in reverse order, nibbling on each of my sensitive tits and then dropping to her haunches to slide her tongue along the length of my gaping labia. I gave a shudder – the mature sexuality of the coach was always a tremendous turn-on for me. Ms Gretzke rose to her feet, smiled at me with real warmth, kissed me on the lips, and then said with a flourish:

‘Welcome to the pussy-squad – let your hole be deep, your vagina juicy, your labia open and your legs spread wide apart for us all to enjoy!’

There was then another round of applause and cheers, and what I came to think of as ‘the holy trinity’ of our junior cheerleader squad (Ruth, an almost classic strawberry blonde; Malea, the slim and elegant Asian, and Kimberley, the beautiful black babe with the gorgeous tits and ass) crowded around me, giving their congratulations and talking over each other excitedly. Ruth put her hand on my ass, almost possessively, and one of the others – I think it was Malea – gave my cunt a quick gentle stroke, making me take a sharp intake of breath.

It was getting late, and Ms Gretzke broke up the happy throng, clapping her hands and cheerfully announcing that we must all get on home – to our own beds, or to someone else’s if we were lucky enough. I noticed that Madison was staying overnight with Ms Gretzke – her parents were away on a climbing trip with friends for the weekend, and so would not know that she hadn’t gone home. Lucky bitch! I thought, with a twinge of jealousy and a firm resolve that one day – and one day soon – it would be me staying behind with our regal mistress.

After I had put my street clothes back on and just before leaving, Ms Gretzke took me aside for a quiet word. I was delighted when she told me I had done very well, had carried off the initiation in real style, and that she was now very glad that I was joining the squad. She also said my place would be permanent, because by the time Amy was fit enough to return (her injury had created the vacancy which I had filled), Paige and at least one other would be over the age limit for the junior cheer squad and would be moving up to fill the spaces opening up in the senior. I was a little sad about Paige moving on, though of course it was the natural way of things, and it was not like she was leaving the school, but still I determined to make the most of the next few months ‘under her’. But most of all, I was thrilled by what Ms Gretzke had said, and still more the way she had said it – and the fact that, as we talked, she could not help putting her hand up my skirt to cup and stroke my Venus mound. Her last words acknowledged that, as she gave it a firm squeeze and said she was looking forward to seeing, tasting – and fucking – it many times in the future. I nearly swooned, and told her rapturously that I was hers for anything she wanted, at any time and any place. She beamed at me, and kissed me gently on the forehead before urging me towards the front door with a fond slap to my bottom.

Kersten gave me a lift home in her car, although on the way we pulled into a quiet secluded lane, parked, and climbed into the back seat for a good long smooching session. We pushed a hand up under each other’s skirts (neither of us had any panties on), and fingered pussy as our lips mashed together and our tongues swished around in each other’s mouths. After a while, feeling myself close to coming, I broke the kiss, pulled her top up to her armpits, scooped her heavy breasts out of their supporting bra-cups, and gave those two massive wonders the oral worship that they deserved. Kersten moaned, her head going backwards, and her hips rising and spreading so that my two fingers could pound harder into her. At last, with a staccato cry, she came, and then took me to my final climax of this wonderful night a few seconds later. We slumped back, regarding each other happily, and Kersten said with a lazy smile of anticipation:

‘I still owe you one, honey – and I always pay my debts, and with interest!’

I gave a delighted shudder, and truthfully said I couldn’t wait – so we arranged there and then for me to come to her house on Sunday afternoon, when her folks would be out. As she restarted the engine and drove me the rest of the way home, I reflected with satisfaction on the events of the evening. I might be feeling a bit exhausted and my jaw was aching, but that counted for nothing against the warm glow encasing me – I had arrived where I now knew that I wanted to be, and I was going to take every opportunity that came my way, and enjoy every minute of it. After all, here I was, just turned sixteen, pretty as a picture, no longer a virgin, gaining sexual experience by the day, and with a bevy of fit, sexy and athletic girls to play with! I took a deep breath of the delicious, sweetly cool night air, feeling that the whole world was at my feet.

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