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This is the first in an occasional series of stories called ‘Scene in a …’, all of which are a single scene in a particular type of location. They are ‘point of view’ stories, and you can imagine that you are either the narrator or the ‘you’ character. This scene is happening today, at a Junior High school in your town.

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2010

I cannot believe what is happening – I am face down, laid across my teacher’s desk with my stomach and chest flat on its top and my ass sticking out over the edge. My grey school-uniform skirt has been pulled up and is crumpled around my middle, and my white cotton panties are lying discarded on the floor nearby – I am completely naked from my waist down to the tops of my white knee-high socks. My feet are spread about three feet apart, and there you are – my teacher! – kneeling between my open legs with your face pushed into the gap between them. Your tongue is licking around my butt-hole, whilst your fingers push insistently into my tight little girl-cunny. The effect of both of these attentions is sending waves of tingling stimulation throughout my body, and I gasp and arch my legs wider open to give you more access to my most private place – I’m all yours, all yours, and I feel just wonderful!

I lift my head a little from the horizontal and gaze at my best friend, Stephanie, who is leaning against the classroom wall in front of me. Her school tie is pulled askew and her white uniform shirt is half-unbuttoned; she has one hand inside it, squeezing her little titties in their training bra, and the other hand is under her skirt, fingering her pussy. Stephanie stares enraptured at the amazing scene in front of her, wide-eyed and thrilled as she watches you, our teacher, fucking me, her best friend and lesbian lover.

How did we get into this amazing situation?

We are both sixteen and have been best friends since, like, forever, and we started having fun with each other when my tits (which are several bra sizes bigger than hers) really started growing. Steph was just fascinated by them, kept asking to touch them, and every time she did, it made me feel wet and loose in the cunny (it did for her, too, but I didn’t know that quite then). Fortunately, it didn’t take long before we realised that we felt the same way about each other, and about having as much girl/girl fuck-fun as we could. But the problem is, at our age, living at home with parents and brothers and sisters around all the time, and going to school, there are very few private opportunities for getting off with each other, and it is so frustrating!

Being the chairperson of the drama club, I know about the room behind the stage in the main hall where the costumes and props are kept – and I also know where the key is hung; it’s not like that is a great secret, nobody expects anyone to steal anything, in fact I’m not sure why they bother to keep it locked. Probably it is just to stop people fooling around with the costumes, which is fine as it doesn’t prevent Steph and me using it as quiet burrow to fool around with each other. There are several carpets and cushions on the floor that have been used in various plays, and although there is not much open space, it’s more than enough for our hot little teen-girl bodies to get real down and close with each other.

We’ve used it maybe a dozen times in the last four or five weeks, and this lunchtime we were in there again. Stephanie was lying back on some of the cushions, and I had got her panties off and was stroking her slit with my fingers, easing it open and making her gasp – though her gasps were a bit muffled, because as usual she had gone for her favourite thing: my tits. I’m noticeably bigger than most girls our age, just now being a 28C bra size (but I think I’ll need the D-cup soon) – whilst Steph is a bit under-developed, still a double-A cup, so it’s quite a contrast. Anyway, she loves to fondle and stroke my breasts, to get my nipples hard and then take them into her mouth to lick and suck and nibble. She had also shoved a hand up my skirt and inside my panties, and was giving me a finger-poking as well. So we were both getting what we wanted, getting steamed up, when – with no warning – the prop room door was jerked open, and – oh! Jesus Christ!! – there you suddenly were, our English and Drama teacher, looking down at us!

We were caught completely red-handed (well, cunt-handed anyway), there was no possible way to deny what we were up to with each other. Stephanie gave a horrified gurgle and then seemed to just freeze with shock – she stared up at you, wide-eyed and mouth gaping, her legs still wide apart and her uniform skirt up above her hips. For a moment I felt winded, like someone had punched me in the stomach and knocked all the breath and strength out of me, my muscles turning to water. But then I noticed the faint smile playing around your lips, and still more the keen glint in your eyes. And so, whilst you stood there with your hands on your hips, I licked my lips and – looking straight at your face – I deliberately stroked my fingers up and down Stephanie’s exposed pussy, as if offering it to you. She gave a little cry of alarm, not understanding why I was continuing with sexual activity, but my instinct was rewarded when you – still not having spoken a single word – nodded to me, and your smile spread into one of open delight and lust.

You dropped to your haunches, right in front of Stephanie’s prone form and open legs, and then you calmly reached forward to run your fingers up and down her sixteen-year-old pussy, matching mine on the other side of her cleft. Encouraged and recovering confidence, I slipped my forefinger back into Stephanie’s vagina, up to the second knuckle – and you did the same! Your larger, longer grown-up finger sank into my best friend’s cunt alongside my own, and we probed and pressed side-by-side. The unbelievable fact that she was being penetrated simultaneously by her lover and her teacher was too much of an erotic overload for Steph to contain, and almost immediately she trembled and shook in the throes of an orgasm, her eyes glazing and her head lolling back, and she gave a series of broken whimpers.

Smiling and looking at each other like conspirators, you and I withdrew our fingers from Steph’s cunt – and I followed your example of licking and tasting the cum-juices that streaked my finger. You wanted to make it clear that you were staking a claim to my body as well, that we were both your prizes, and so you reached across to my tits – which Steph had earlier pulled out of their bra cups – and gave each of them a firm squeeze, and then you deliciously ran your hand down to the front of my panties, and you touched me there in the middle of the dark damp stain on the crotch.

Then you rose to your feet and smiled warmly down at us; to our great relief, it looked as if no punishment or official action would follow from the discovery of our secret – whilst it seemed that perhaps some much more interesting unofficial action would ensue!

‘Not here, girls’, you said, shaking your head, ‘oh, it’s not a bad place – quite clever of you, in fact – but it isn’t really safe. If I found you – even though I’ve been suspecting what you two were getting up to, and I was looking for you – well, anyway, someone else might find you, by accident, and we can’t have that, now can we? Come with me – I have somewhere far better in mind!’

Stephanie and I looked at each other expectantly – what might be going to happen now? I quickly reassembled my clothing and Steph did the same, though I noticed that she just picked her panties up from the floor and stuffed them into her bag. We followed you through the school building and up to the second floor, where your classroom is. After we entered, you locked the door and pulled the blind down over its window – now, no one could see into the room: the only other windows were on the outside, looking out over the sports field at tree-top height.

Did you know that I have a crush on you, that I often have fantasies about having sex with you? You are around thirty years old, a very attractive mature woman, and quite tall – you are four or five inches taller than either of us, and we are about average for our age. You have a really nice figure – slim build and long legs, with a trim ass and a nicely jutting bust (although your breasts actually are not much bigger than mine: I found out later that you take a 32C bra size). Your curly black hair is cut quite short, above and around the ears, where it is set off by a pair of pearl-grey pendant ear-rings. You always dress so smartly, almost in a kind of strict way, and today’s outfit is typical: a crisp white pintuck shirt, open at the collar, and below this a high-waisted pencil skirt in dark red which comes down to just below your knees, almost overlapping with your trademark – elegant glossy black boots, which you wear all year round except for the very hottest summer days. All in all, you are quite an eyeful – an elegant, confident, experienced woman, in full maturity.

‘Well, my little cunny-bunnies’, you said, with a hungry smile, ‘it’s time for a lesson, in a new course that I’m offering just for you both – it means extra study time, of course, both here in the lunchtimes and after school sometimes as well, if you want to take it?’

We just couldn’t believe our good fortune – you want to fuck us, and not just now, but regularly? Oh, yeah! – bring it on, bring it on!! We hastened to assure you, quite sincerely, that we would like nothing better, and that all you need to do is tell us where and when you want us, and our legs will be wide open for you. You glanced at the clock on the classroom wall; there was nearly 25 minutes of the lunch-break left, and you said this would be enough for a little ‘induction course’ that you had in mind.

You walked me over to face your desk, and you pulled up my uniform skirt – as it came over my hips, the erotic charge of the moment just sent me, it was so arousing. With a quick motion, you yanked down my plain white panties, and after I had stepped out of them you pushed me forwards, to lie face down on the desk. Leaving me there with my bare ass sticking out in the air, you turned and beckoned Steph to approach you. My pretty best friend (she’s a cute brunette, with long dark hair, and a supple lithe body) was then told to undo your shirt, which she did with shaking hands, almost as if mesmerised. When all of the front buttons were undone, you dealt with the cuffs and removed your shirt altogether, revealing your well-rounded breasts attractively displayed in a pastel green plunge bra. My friend gazed avidly at your chest, and you almost laughed:

‘I can see that you’re a tit-lover, Stephanie – good, you can practice on mine!’ Then you reached behind your back to unclip your bra, shrugging it off your shoulders. Your bare breasts now swung free, their nipples already engorged and standing out from your large aureoles, and Steph looked at them as if they were a hypnotist’s pendulum.

‘Kiss them – lick them, go on, suck them!’ you whispered in a hoarse voice. Stephanie hastened to do your bidding, cupping each breast in the palm of one hand. She fastened her mouth like a limpet onto your left tit, whilst fondling and tweaking your right nipple.

‘Yes, aaah! That’s good, yes, mmm, well done Stephanie! … mmm … I can see you’re a natural at this!’ you said appreciatively, slipping a hand under your skirt and past the gusset of your panties to poke a finger into your own pussy.

And then, just a few seconds ago, after a spell of increasingly eager tit-slurping from my best friend, you detached Stephanie gently and told her to go round to the far side of your desk. Then you approached me from behind, knelt down and gripped me by the ankles, spread my legs wide apart and began your feasting on my cunt.

Oooh! … aaahhh!! The sensations are amazing, like the nicest kind of electric shock that you could imagine. Now you are working two of your fingers deep into my vagina, and I give a moan as my pussy lips are stretched further apart than they have ever been before.

Stephanie gasps as you rise to your feet from behind my ass and loom over my back, your hand still thrusting in and out between my legs. You are facing directly towards my girlfriend, and for sure you are a stunning sight, naked above the waist with your jutting breasts swinging free, but still fully-clothed below in your chic red skirt and black boots.

Now you order Stephanie to remove her white shirt and drop her uniform skirt, and then to come closer; as she does so, you pull my blonde hair back by my pony-tail and tell me to suck Stephanie’s pussy. I need no second asking, and as soon as my sweetheart’s beautiful orchid-flower opening comes within reach of my tongue, I thrust it between her little pussy-lips and suck greedily on her wet pink slit. As my tongue lathers round in her cunt, Steph gives a lovely high-pitched gasping moan … and then another louder one, as you reach over my back to jerk down the soft cotton cups of her training bra, exposing her buds.

‘Oh, Christ!’ groans Stephanie, as you take hold of her nipples and tug them forwards, rubbing and twisting her pert little breasts. Your stimulus makes her spread her legs wider for me, and once again what the two of us are doing to her body takes Steph to a climax. She gives a cute series of little sobbing yelps as she comes, and her pussy-juice flows onto my face and tongue.

‘Good girl, Stephanie’, you say approvingly, letting go of her tits, and you tell her to stay where she is and for me to carry on eating her out. Steph looks so lovely to me – all she has on is her small training bra, pulled down at the front to expose her chest, and her white socks and black shoes. I love her slim girlish body so much, and being in this position with her, whilst you look on, is just an amazing thrill, it’s getting me so high!

You walk round to the back of your desk and unlock the bottom drawer on the right-hand side. From this you produce something that has us two young girls give a squeal of amazement and appreciation – we know what it is, of course, but never before have we actually seen one! You must have been expecting an opportunity like this to happen soon, in order to have this ready in your desk: it is a strap-on plastic cock, a big long dildo for lesbo girl-fucking. You are standing next to Stephanie now, which gives me a good look at what you do next. For a moment, you lay the strap-on down on your nearby chair and take Steph’s buttocks in you hands, and you really grope and squeeze them – it excites her tremendously and opens her cunt even more for me, and I get my tongue deeper into her slit than I ever have before. Yet again, having her body taken by her stunningly sexy teacher and her girl-lover sends her over the top, and her slender frame is wracked with the shivers of another orgasm. You smile, pat her on the ass, and say ‘good girl – third time lucky’.

Now you unzip your elegant pencil skirt, slipping it off and folding it neatly over the back of the chair. I think you do this so gracefully, watching you undress makes my heart swell up in my chest, I feel such admiration for you, such longing to be your plaything, your pussy-girl. You follow this by slipping your tiny thong panties down your legs, and now I can see your cunt for the first time – the mound is quite prominent, and you keep yourself close-shaved so I can clearly see your cleft. However, it disappears from view the next second, as you buckle the dildo’s harness into place around your crotch and waist.

You are statuesque, like a Greek goddess – are you lovely Sappho, reincarnated? Your trim body is a contrast, naked above the waist, your firm jutting tits in full view, whilst below the harness of the dildo your shapely legs are encased in your black boots and the black hold-up stockings that come nearly to the top of your thighs. You are so assured, so in command – I love your authority, your calm certainty … I think you have fucked quite a few lezzie girls this way, perhaps on this very desk, haven’t you?

I am hyper-excited, but also a little alarmed about how big that plastic rod seems to be: the most that has gone up my girlish hole before this is Steph’s fingers, two of them when (only three months ago) we deliberately broke each other’s hymens and lost our virginity together. This looks so much bigger and wider, and I know for sure where you are going to put it – this is why you put me face down and butt outwards on your desk, isn’t it?

I’m not mistaken: with the fake cock firmly fixed in place, you walk out of my view and back round to the other side of your desk, where my ass is available. Before you put it into me, you fondle and probe my pussy for a moment or two with your fingers – this loosens me up, gets some juices flowing again, makes my nerve-ends in that area tingle with excitement and arousal.

‘Aaaaaaaahh!’ I moan, as you press forwards and the head of the dildo pushes between my labia and into my hole, which somehow stretches enough to accommodate this monster intrusion. I am high on the thrill of getting my first lesbian dildo-fucking, when I am only sixteen years old!

You pause for a second, not sure if my noise is pleasure or possibly pain, in which case you will not force it in any more. But the last thing in the world that I want is for this amazing event to stop, so I hasten to reassure you.

‘Oh, Miss! – please, do it again, do me more!’ I am begging you; ‘oh, yes! fuck me, Miss, please! give me that thing – fuck me with it, fuck it up me right now!’

You smile, reassured by my eager appetite for any lesbian experiences, and you push the dildo in even further. Oh, sweet fucking heaven, that feels so amazing – I’ve never before felt like my cunt was completely full, stretched to the limit, and like I am just a sex-hole on the end of a huge plastic spear. You begin to fuck me properly – I feel your cool hands take their grip on either side of my hips, just below where my uniform skirt is still rucked up around my middle.

I hear you grunt in satisfaction each time you thrust the dildo all the way home; when you do that, as each stroke ends I can feel your pelvis press against my buttocks, and your warm flesh touches mine. You are splitting me open, and I am just gagging for it – I want you to be harder, rougher, more forceful with me!

You lean forwards over me, and I can feel the weight of your breasts resting for a moment on my bare back – your nipples are really hard, and they press strangely onto my skin, rasping a little roughly, almost like sandpaper. You grasp my shoulders, pulling my front more upright; my face comes away from Stephanie’s cunt, and she gives a noise of protest at the removal of this pleasurable manipulation. However, at once you offer her a substitute – you tell Steph to reach for my prominent breasts, which are jiggling wildly up and down each time you ram that plastic spear deep into me. Stephanie just loves my breasts – I mean, she likes my pussy too, but there’s no doubt that it’s my bust that excites her the most – and she is more than glad to do what you ask. She seizes one breast in each hand, kneading and fondling them, and bending down to suck on the nipples whilst she does so.

Oh, dear sweet Sappho, patron goddess of all lesbos! – thank you, thank you!! I am in heaven, in bliss – the sensations coming from where my sweet girlie is squeezing and licking my tits merge with the unbelievable pounding you are giving my pussy, your dildo’s ridges rasping along my cunny’s walls as you slide it in and out. I can’t believe my hole could get this wide, but I’m gaping open, dripping with juices, and you are ramming that plastic phallus right into me, firm and hard. I am getting well and truly fucked, and making noises like a cornered piglet – not inappropriate, as I’m a pig for any form of girl/girl intimacy. Oooh! ee-eeek!! – now I’m losing control, as your strap-on shafting gets even faster and deeper. I can sense that you are excited too, you are making louder, harsher grunts as the dildo smacks home – and that adds to my own stimulation.

‘Oh! Miss!! Yes – yes! – oh, more, please, yes!’ I gasp, when I can draw breaths, ‘Miss – ooooh, I’m gonna cum, gonna cum soon! Aaahh! ooogggh!’ And then you shift your grip from holding my shoulders, and one hand grasps my pony-tail and pulls my head up and back even more, arching my spine, and incidentally giving Stephanie an even better angle for devouring my tits. With your other hand, you give me several smacks on the rump – they send an extra charge of arousal through me and … ohmigod! Yes – yes, I’m coming, I’M COMING, MISS! – I’M COMING!!

My eyes are tight-closed, my mouth hanging open like an idiot, and my body quakes from head to toe – my heart is racing, my stomach is full of butterflies, and my hips judder as I have by far the biggest orgasm of my life so far, it almost makes me pass out with its explosive intensity. I give a long sighing moan, and you and Steph release my head and chest so that I can collapse softly onto the desk top.

You allow me a few seconds to recover my breath, and then you instruct me to roll over onto my back. As soon as I have done so, you begin to lick around my pussy like a mother cat cleaning one of her kittens. I look down over my stomach, and I get a tremendous charge from seeing your neatly-clipped dark hair bobbing up and down over my pussy, as you lap all around it. My cunt is so sensitised that this makes me come again – I am already so high, so finely-tuned from the previous orgasm. that it comes on me quickly, smoothly, easily, but it still makes my hips shudder in release, which you see and appreciate, licking up my warm sticky cum-juice.

You tell me to get up from the desk because now it is Stephanie’s turn to be fucked. She is told to lie down on the desk, but on her back and in a slightly different position to mine – her ass is on the desk, whilst her head hangs off at the other side, near to me. Still wearing the huge strap-on, you drop to your knees and starting munching on my lover-girl’s cunt-hole. Steph responds at once, gasping and sighing with pleasure, her eyes fixed on mine and telegraphing her amazement at our good fortune. So, it’s no surprise to me that when you stand up, stroking the long plastic dildo suggestively, and ask her if she wants it all the way, you get a very definite assent – in fact, she is begging you to take her.

Standing between Stephanie’s legs, you take a grip around her ankles and hoist them up into the air, so she is like a wide-open V shape. You rest her ankles against your shoulders, and this positions my babe’s tight pussy-hole right where you want it – flat on the desk, at just the right height for your long plastic cock to shaft straight in. I can see this, from my angle I can see the length and weight of it, and I can watch it go home as you sink it into her pussy. Breathlessly, I am watching you – my hot sexy teacher – fuck the daylights out of my girlfriend, and it is turning me on so much, I am getting hot and wet flushes down below all over again.

You are very aroused as you stand between Stephanie’s upthrust and parted legs, enjoying the pleasurable moment of anticipation just before you shaft the cunt of the second pretty teenage schoolgirl of the day. You feel a hot surge of desire, but temper it so as not to be too rough – you ease the tip of the plastic cock into the girl with a steady pressure and a careful, corkscrew kind of motion. This one’s pussy is tighter than the other one, and the expression on her face slightly more pained, so you take it in slow smooth pushes, and are rewarded by a flow of her juices lubricating the passage of the dildo – as a result, the last four inches slide home much more easily than the first four did. Once it has gone all the way, you begin smoothly to pump it in and out – the girl is looking up at you, wide-eyed and with a slightly dazed expression, and she is starting to give those soft sweet gasps that are the first steps on the road to a climax. You increase the tempo again, and Stephanie begins to pant for breath, closing her eyes for a second and giving a delicious little whimper every time you ram the dildo in for its full length.

Now you instruct me on how to join in – I am more or less to replicate Stephanie’s role when I was the chick on the desk, but with a refinement. Steph’s head is hanging off the edge of the desk already, and so it is easy for me to stand with my legs straddling above it, reach down and cup my hands behind her head to give support, and raise her lips to my parted labia. She fastens on eagerly, her tongue delving into familiar territory, and she wraps her arms around my hips. I find that I no longer need to hold her head up, which is a good thing as you have other uses for my hands. Facing me only inches away, you tell me to reach forwards and massage your breasts, so giving you erotic stimulation in both of the main erogenous zones. Your breasts feel wonderful, firm but also soft and so perfectly rounded. Your aureoles are quite large and prominent, your nipples pink with excitement – I am fascinated to touch them, as they jiggle jauntily with each thrusts of your hips, shafting the dildo into Stephanie.

She is now breathing in great gulps, her eyes tightly-closed and sweat beading her forehead. You know she is very near to climax, but you decide to prolong it and so you slow the tempo – an action that produces a frustrated wail from my cute schoolgirl lover. Then, when she least expects it, you shift into top gear, slapping it in and out her pussy in short, fast, almost stabbing, thrusts. Stephanie’s eyes fly wide open and she stares up at you, transported in her arousal – and then her body suddenly goes completely rigid, like a board. Her back arches up off the desk, her legs flop even wider apart, her hips judder and she gives a series of nasal grunts. She has come – and, just like me, with a duration and intensity that she has never experienced before.

You let her lie there for a few moments, absorbing the heady backwash of her climax, before you carefully withdraw the strap-on from Stephanie’s cunt and take it off. Whilst she remains sprawled half-dazed on the desk, you come round to where I am and you take my place – you swing a leg over to the other side of Steph’s head, and lower your large mature pussy onto her receptive lips. I am not to be left out – you draw me close for a fond hug, and then you grope my breasts – you like them very much as well, their full roundedness looks so sexy on the body of a girl who is only sixteen.

As Steph eats out your vagina from underneath, you press on my shoulders to indicate that I should drop to my knees in front of you. I am not quite sure what you have in mind, but then I understand as you grip my pony-tail again, using it like the lead on a dog to pull my head forwards to your cunt. With two fingers of your other hand, you spread your clitoral hood open, offering me the sweet nub of your clitoris which is protected there, and you tell me to lick and rub it. You have a wonderful smell, spicy, a little like cloves and cinnamon, maybe? Of course, I realise that you have probably put some perfume on down here – what a good idea, I’ll do that for Steph next time. I angle my head so as not to bump against Stephanie’s or get in each other’s way, and I begin to give little flicks of my tongue to your clitoris. Now you have two pretty young teenagers lapping their eager little tongues into your pussy at the same time – what more could a woman want?

Your head goes back, and you gasp with pleasure, as your two eager little beavers suck and lick on your beaver. I know what I want, and, without for a second removing my face from your clit, I reach up with both hands to grasp your firm breasts, so entrancingly silhouetted against the ceiling above me, and I squeeze them and pull on your big prominent tits. I am thrilled to be rewarded with a moan of pleasure, and then you give a harsh cry as this attention to your breasts adds to the effects of our two hot little girl-tongues squirming in and around your pussy, and you come – a long, shaking, adult orgasm, as your thighs tremble against my face, and your grasp on my pony-tail goes rigid, pressing my face right into your soft wet pussy, the nub of your clit firmly between my lips. You give a deep groan of pleasure and release as you come, and your climax leaves you panting and short of breath.

After a moment, you release my hair, and I give your clit a farewell kiss before pulling away. I rock back onto my haunches – my legs spread wide open, my cunt on full view – and I look up at you, lost in admiration and full of gratitude. You ease your vagina off Stephanie’s sweaty and juice-streaked face, and I can see that her eyes are shining with pleasure and excitement too.

There is a box of tissues in your top desk-drawer, and you gently wipe Steph’s face with one of these, and then with another you dry the sweat on her brow and neck. You hand a couple more to me with the intimate smile of a lover, and I wipe my face and my breasts, being careful around my nipples because they are so swollen and tender from all our fun and games. You kneel down and slip my panties back over my ankles, pulling them up to my hips and then snugly in place, like a squire dressing a knight in armour. It is as thrilling to be dressed by you as it was to be undressed by you, and either you sense this or you like dressing us – perhaps we are like your dolls, as we are definitely your playthings now. You put all our clothes back on for us, first my underwear, cupping my round breasts as you pop them back into my bra cups, then Steph’s, then my shirt and grey uniform skirt, and then the same for Stephanie. We tie our own ties, and with a comb that you lend us we brush our hair, so that it no longer has that just-been-fucked dishevelled appearance. We now look quite respectable and normal teenage schoolgirls – well, we are a bit flushed and bright-eyed, but at our age that could be over anything or anyone, maybe some singer or film star, anyway no one could tell that we have just had our first dildo fucking from a mature woman!

You are getting dressed now too, and I watch with pleasure as you clip your bra together at the back – the motion has a lovely effect of thrusting your breasts right out – and then you scoop up each tit, and slip it back into its bra cup. Your neat white pintuck shirt is next, and then your smart pencil skirt, snug and tight-fitting over your hips, tapering to your knees and just overlapping the top of your boots. You run the comb through your neatly-clipped dark curls, and all three of us smile together – part of the secret sisterhood of lesbians, we are now friends and lovers, although of course no one else must ever suspect a thing. You give each of us a tender kiss on the lips, and tell us to be ready tomorrow – twenty minutes after school gets out, you will pick us up in your car at the corner of Linden Road and Parkdale Avenue, and take us to your house in the suburbs – promising us that ‘I’ll give you both a real good, hard, long fucking!’ Mmmm – we can’t wait!!

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With the help of Clint and his incestuous harem, the cruel and bullying Carmelita is subdued and Jauna begins to train her older sister to be her slave.

Dominating My Older Sister
(An Incestuous Harem Story)
Chapter Two: Older Sister’s Punishment
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this!

Carmelita Campo

Such rage surged through me at my little sister. That fucking dyke-slut thought she could set me up. That she could get that asshole Clint and his skanks to film me, make it look like I was raping my sister instead of putting the little lesbian-whore in her place.

I knew she wanted to lick my pussy. Like all the other lesbians I had humiliated over the years, dominating them, making them eat my cunt. I was just giving them what they wanted. What they craved while also showing them how filthy and disgusting they were for doing it. How they would lick even a straight girl’s pussy if she gave them opportunity.

Even if that pussy belonged to her older sister.

And now Juana, that diseased dyke, thought she could set me up, screaming that I was raping her, pretending she hated licking my snatch when I know she loves it. And having Clint and his whores film me! I would beat the everlasting shit out of the fucking dyke.

The scream of pure rage burst from my throat as I threw myself down at Juana. She lay on the floor, sniveling and cowering, her lips stained with my juicy cream, her left cheek red from my disciplining slap. Little dyke had to learn her place.

I fell on her, straddling her waist. My finger contorted into claws. I would fuck the little whore up and—

A crushing grip seized my throat. I tried to scream but only a gurgling cry broke out as Clint threw me off of my little sister and onto the ground. I hit with a hard smack, coughing and grunting, struggling to think. My brain rattled in my skull. Everything went blurry for a moment.

And then Clint’s foot planted between my breasts. He was naked, his cock bobbing half-hard before him, his body ripped and muscular and so fucking ugly. I glared up at him, my eyes molten daggers.

“Get off of me, maricón!” I snarled. “I’ll fuck you up.”

“How?” Clint asked.

I clawed at his pinning leg, scratching down his naked calf and shin, leading furrows of torn skin, at first white then flushing red. Spots of blood trickled. He pressed harder on my chest. My eyes widened. My ribs crushing.

“How are you going to fuck me up, bitch?”

“My Master has you pinned,” chortled that disgusting, diseased cunt Lee. I couldn’t believe I was ever friends with the fucking whore. “You are so fucked.”

“Yes, you are,” Melody, Lee’s older sister, added. They both were fucking Clint, their cousin. “Oh, this is going to be fun. You said such mean things to Alicia.”

“Such! Mean! Things!” growled Clint.

I grunted as he put more pressure on my chest. I struggled to breathe. I gasped like a fish pulled out of the water. I couldn’t suck in breaths. Not with his foot on my chest. I scratched harder, spots of darkness bursting across my vision.

He was going to kill me.

That faggot bastard!

Then he released me. I coughed, sucking in those wonderful breaths. I couldn’t pull in enough blessed air as I spasmed on the ground. My chest ached. Then Clint’s hand shot down. His grip was iron as he seized my dark hair and hauled me to my knees. I struggled to move my feet, but my jeans and panties were bunched around my ankles.

He held me in his grip as I came face to face with my little sister’s pussy, adorned by her dark bush, matted with her juices. I knew it. The little whore loved licking my snatch. She was so turned on right now, her tangy aroma filling my nose. Her small tits, little more than budding mounds, rose and fell, nipples so hard. She stared down at me and there was a look on her face.

Triumph. Satisfaction. Lust.

“Guess what,” Clint grinned, kneeling down beside me. His cock was growing harder. It brushed my thigh. He grabbed my arms, letting go of my head, and yanked them behind my back, holding them in his strong grip. “We have you on film raping your little sister.”

“The little puta loved it,” I snarled, struggling to break free. Damn, he was strong. “She’s a cunt-muncher. She loves snatch.”

“Didn’t look like it to me,” Melody said, playing with her phone. “I mean, listen.”

From her phone, the sound tinny, I could hear my sister screaming out for our father, crying out that I was raping her. Melody shook her head, causing her sandy-blonde hair, braided tight, to slip off her shoulder.

“That doesn’t sound good,” Clint said.

“Nope,” Lee chortled, bouncing on her heels, making her small breasts jiggle. They were ripe mounds, so firm and succulent, with pink nipples. Her short, black hair swayed about her shoulders, framing her mischievous face. “Sounds like you’re fucked, Carmelita.”

“Fucking puta skank!” I spat at Lee. I would love to have her munch my cunt. But the whore didn’t care if people knew about her. She flashed herself all the time, and thought she could get away with it because her mom taught here.

“Juana,” Clint said, looking at my sister. “Like we said.”

“Oh, what are you going to do?” I demanded, glaring up at Juana. “Gonna try blackmailing me, dyke? I’ll tell Mom and Dad I caught you masturbating to lezzie porn.”

“Who are they going to believe?” she said, her voice sounding firm. “Their baby girl, whose hard drive has been scrubbed clean of any lezzie porn, or you? The bitch that was making me eat her pussy. That was raping me, forcing me to do that disgusting, homosexual activity. Whose ass are they going to disown? How bad will Dad beat you?”

“You loved every second of licking my snatch, you fucking rug-mun—”

Juana slapped me. I blinked, shocked more that she did it than the stinging pain in my cheek. I stared at my sister, her face twisted with anger. Her lips curling. “From now on, dyke, you will only speak when given permission. And when you do, you address me as Mistress!”

“Oh, you think I’m going to be intimidated by my lezzie—”

CRACK!

My head snapped around. My cheek throbbed worse. I blinked, shaking my head. That hurt.

“What did I just tell you, dyke?”

“Stop calling me dyke!” I hissed, glaring up at her. “I don’t care how often you slap me—”
SLAP!

“¡Chingados!” I howled. “Stop doing—”

SMACK!

My head whipped to the left this time, my other cheek throbbing. The pain burned across my cheeks. I blinked, my eyes full of tears. I couldn’t believe this. The fucking little dyke-whore thought she could intimidate me.

“You’re a dyke,” she hissed. “You’re my dyke-slave from now on. Or Mom and Dad will see this footage.”

I glared up at her. I opened my mouth but she raised her hand. I closed it. Fine, let the little dyke think she was in control here. She would pay when I got her alone. She had to gang up on me, get a guy involved.

“That’s good,” Clint said. “You’re learning your place, dyke.”

I squirmed, hating that he was here. I could feel his damned cock on my hip, so hard, rubbing his filthy precum on me. I just set my jaw and ignored him. Oh, my little sister would pay when I had her alone. I would beat her so badly.

I would make her howl for every slap.

“And since you’re a dyke,” Juana continued, “I’m going to give you what you want. And don’t try to deny it, linda. I know you are. I’m one, too, remember. I know how much you lust for girls. How much you crave eating pussy.”

I didn’t. I wasn’t a dyke. I just liked humiliating them. I just liked making them eat my pussy and feel their tongues sliding through my folds and cum so hard on their mouths.

“So I’m going to give you want you want,” she grinned. “You’re going to eat my pussy. You’re going to love it, too. I know you will. You’ve been staring at it for so long, just dying to bury your tongue in it.”

I glared at her.

“Oh, she’s in such denial,” laughed Lee, her phone pointed right at me.

“Do it,” Clint growled to my sister. “Take control of her and put her in her place.” His hand slid down my ass, making me shudder, and then he rubbed my pussy. “She’s soaking wet.”

A ripple of embarrassed heat washed through me as Clint shoved his thick finger out before my face glistening with my juices. I couldn’t be wet. This was humiliating. This was disgusting. I wasn’t a dyke. I liked…guys. They were…fine.

Those juices were just left over from when Juana was churning my cunt up.

Then Juana seized my hair with a hard, firm grip, and yanked my face to her bush. Her silky pubic hairs rubbed across my cheeks. And then her wet vulva found my lips. I felt her hot snatch slid up and down my face. I sealed my mouth shut. I refused to give her the pleasure.

“Start licking, dyke,” Juana said, her voice so firm, brooking no disobedience.

I shook my head, moaning my wordless defiance.

She pressed my face tighter into her pussy, my nose nuzzling her clit. Her tangy juices worked past my sealed-tight lips anyways. I tasted my first cunt. A shiver ran through me, racing down my spine and settling into my pussy.

I was not getting hotter. I was not getting wetter.

I squirmed and struggled, trying to break my arms free of Clint’s strong grasp. But his hand was iron, holding my two wrists together. Why did the fucking faggot have to be so goddamn strong? Why did the little dyke have to go to him?

Why did Lee have to watch?

“Start licking my pussy, dyke-slave,” Juana hissed. “Start eating your Mistress’s cunt now!”

I glared up at her, past her budding, succulent tits to her round face. She had the same brown skin as me, that same rich tone. Her dark hair framed her face. Her cheek was still bright from my slap, but she wore it like a badge of honor, like she was proud she took it and gave me worse.

Both my cheeks felt so swollen.

“You have until the count of ten,” she said. “Or there will be punishment, dyke. 1. 2. 3.”

I didn’t flinch as she counted, wiggling her hips and griding her cunt on my face. I wouldn’t submit. I wouldn’t give in to her demands. I was strong enough to resist her. I wasn’t a dyke-slave like she wanted. I wasn’t.

“6. 7. 8.”

I wouldn’t give in.

“9.”

She could slap me all day.

“10.”

Nope. Not today, dyke.

“Clint,” Juana said. “Would you please discipline my slave?”

“Gladly,” Clint growled.

CRACK!

My ass exploded in pain. I let out a grunt into Juana’s pussy. Fire burned through my butt-cheeks, racing through my body and settling into my pussy. I writhed, my head snapping back and forth, rubbing my mouth across her pussy.

“Lick my pussy,” Juana said.

I glared defiance at—

CRACK!

My mouth opened. I screamed out in pain as the burning agony shot through my ass. My pussy clenched while my little sister’s juices poured into my mouth. She was so wet. I could see it in her eyes. This turned her on. Seeing me in pain. Seeing me humiliated and spanked by that faggot Clint.

“Lick my pussy,” she said, her voice level, commanding.

I shuddered, my ass on fire. But I wouldn’t—

CRACK!

I screamed again, my entire body shaking. The pain was so intense. It swirled through me, mixing in my pussy with the humiliation of being dominated, with the embarrassment of the cameras catching my tears rolling down my cheeks, from the pussy juices trickling down my thighs. My cunt was so hot even as my ass was in so much pain.

“Lick it, dyke.”

A shudder ran through my body. A wild shiver that ended up in a wanton sob, half of pain and half of…passion.

What was wrong—

CRACK!

The fourth spanking was the hardest yet. Clint smacked his hand so hard into my ass, the blow pressed my face into my sister’s cunt as the heat roared through me. Fresh tears fell down my cheeks. It hurt so badly and…

My pussy drank it in. My pussy absorbed the pain and turned it into excitement. And…

“Lick my pussy.”

I could feel Clint’s hand drawing back, cocking to deliver another hard spanking. To discipline my ass for not obeying my Mis…little sister. I squeezed my eyes shut, both wanting and fearing the smack of flesh.

My tongue licked.

My sister groaned, shuddering, as I lapped through the tangy folds of her pussy. Her eyes lit up with such delight. Her small breasts jiggled as I tasted her juices. As I felt her hot silk on my tongue. I licked again, my ass still burning, the heat radiating into my pussy, boiling it.

My tongue danced through her folds. I couldn’t stop myself. I was licking her pussy like a filthy dyke. Like a lezzie slut. And Lee was watching. Melody was recording. And Clint… Clint had a closeup view.

“Oh, she is going to town on your pussy, Juana,” he laughed. “She just needed some encouragement.”

He pinched my burning ass, making me moan louder into my little sister’s cunt.

“Mmm, that she did,” groaned Juana. “But now my little dyke-slave is just so eager for it. Oh, yes, you got a taste of pussy and you love it, cunt-muncher.” Juana grinned with such triumph. “You’re a lezzie muff-diver now.”

I wasn’t. I just didn’t want to be spanked. Even if it tasted so good, I didn’t want to do this.

I licked again, harder, faster. I delved my tongue into my little sister’s snatch. I swirled through her tunnel, making her groan and gasp. Making her moan. Such sweet sounds came from her lips. Her juices trickled down my chin, running down my neck to my shirt.

My every breath was full of her scent. I breathed in her musk as I drank her juices. Her tangy flavor stained my senses. Her hot silk rubbed on my lips as she gripped my hair, grinding her hot cunt on my face.

“Yes, yes, yes, you’re my dyke-slave now,” groaned my little sister. “You’re going to worship me forever, Carmelita. I’m going to train you. I’m going to own you. I do own you. That pussy. That mouth. Those tits. I own them all.”

She didn’t. But…

No. I couldn’t even pretend to enjoy it.

I glared up at her, forcing myself to hate her. It was so hard with my ass burning, my pussy dripping, my tongue licking. Her pussy felt so amazing on my mouth. She tasted so good. Why did I like this? I wasn’t…

No. I wasn’t. I wasn’t gay. I liked…guys.

“To prove I own your pussy, dyke,” she grinned, “I’m selling it. You’re part of my payment to Clint. You can fuck my slave’s cunt.”

“Gladly,” Clint said, letting go of my arms.

I shuddered in shock as he grabbed my hips with his strong hands, lifting me up. I was forced to plant my hands on the ground, kneeling like a bitch between them. This couldn’t be happening. A guy couldn’t fuck my pussy.

No, no, no!

I groaned, trying to pull my face from my sister’s pussy. I couldn’t let this happened. I didn’t want a guy to fuck my pussy. Even if my Mi…little sister told him he could. I whimpered, shuddering as his cock rubbed on my pussy.

“I own your cunt, dyke,” Juana moaned, her body shuddering. “And I’m giving it to a guy. I know you don’t want to fuck him, but you will. Because you are mine!”

She let go of my hair, shuddering as she came on my mouth. She cried out in passion, running her hands through her dark, silky hair as she ground her pussy on my face. Her juices poured into my mouth. I licked them up, I drank them down, concentrating on her cunt and not on the cock rubbing at my pussy and—

Clint penetrated me.

I groaned anyways, my pussy drinking in the friction of his cock sliding into my sopping depths. I hated how much my body enjoyed it. How good it felt that he was in me, fucking me because Juana said he could.

She had sold my body to him.

“Yes, yes, yes, fuck my dyke-slave,” groaned Juana. “Pound her cunt. Oh, god, she’s licking my pussy even harder. Make her cum on that dick, Clint. I want her screaming into my cunt.”

“Oh, yes,” he agreed. “The little dyke loves my cock as much as you did.”

Clint drew back and then slammed into my pussy hard. My ass burned with stinging pain. It shot to my pussy, swirling with the friction and the humiliation. All three sensations—pain, pleasure, and embarrassment—swirled through me.

I shouldn’t enjoy a guy fucking my cunt. But I was. My little sister gave me to him. And he fucked me so hard. He rammed that thick cock into me. My pussy walls absorbed the delight. It rippled through me, making me sway and groan.

“Fuck her hard, Master,” Lee groaned.

“Oh, yes, just pound that fucking dyke,” Melody groaned. “Just pound her so hard. Oh, fuck, Lee, get over here and lick my pussy.”

I knew Lee was a fucking whore. She fell to her knees, licking her older sister’s pussy with such submissive obedience. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the black-haired girl bury her face into her older sister’s shaved cunt, licking it so hard.

She was being such a good dyke-slave.

Then Clint fucked me harder. I gasped, the pain flaring in my ass. His cock was so long. It reached so deep into me. I shuddered at the humiliation, the shame, for enjoying a dick. I moaned into my sister’s pussy, his thrusts pressing my face deeper into her snatch. I tongued her hard, thrusting into her sheath.

Feeling her pussy walls spasm as she kept cumming.

My little sister kept cumming on my tongue. She moaned and gasped over me, squeezing her small breasts, fingering her puffy nipples. She massaged them, stroking her swollen areolas while groaning and grunting, her juices flooding my mouth.

“Yes, yes, yes, my little dyke-slave,” she moaned. “Oh, you’re eating my pussy so well. You’re pleasing your Mistress so much. You’re doing such a good job.”

An exhilarated surge went through me. My pussy clenched on Clint’s dick.

“And you’re fucking Clint. You’re taking a man’s cock without whining. Oh, I’m so proud of you, dyke-slave. Your Mistress is so proud of you.”

I licked my little sister so hard. I trailed my tongue up through her hot folds to her little clit. I swirled it and nuzzled it and then sucked on it. She screamed so hard, bucking on me, cumming with even more passion.

Clint groaned, loving the sight, plowing so hard into me. He gripped my hips, his balls smacking into my clit. Was he going to cum in me? Oh, god, I wasn’t on the pill. What if he flooded my cunt? Would my…little sister let him…

Yes. Yes, she would.

I came.

My pussy went wild about Clint’s cock. I couldn’t believe how humiliating the pleasure was. I moaned like a dyke-bitch into my little sister’s cunt as my snatch massaged his dick, eager for him to cum in me. To flood me. To use me.

My…little sister gave me to him. To be used.

“Yes, yes, yes,” howled my little sister. “Oh, yes, you’re cumming so hard on his dick. Oh, that’s so good, you little dyke-slave. You make your Mistress so proud. Oh, yes, you can cum in her, Clint.”

“Cum in her!” moaned Melody, experiencing her own rapture at her dyke-slave’s tongue.

“Fuck,” Clint grunted. He buried into me. His cum unloaded.

My pussy milked his cock as his hot jizz spurted into my depths. I shivered, feeling my first ever guy cum in me. I moaned into my sister’s pussy, another orgasm rippling through me. I trembled on my hands and knees, my ass burning, cheeks throbbing, my mouth full of pussy juices.

I came and came and came. I was such whore. A slut. How could I enjoy this?

I shuddered, tears spilling down my cheeks. And that just made my pussy spasm harder.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Cheryl Elliston

I found quite the surprise when I came home from work. A Hispanic girl, ankles in a spreader bar, her hands cuffed behind her back, a butt-plug shoved up her ass, her face buried into the pussy belonging to another Hispanic girl, younger and clearly her sister.

“Mom, that’s Carmelita. She and Lee used to be friends,” Clint said. My son and Master was naked and so sexy looking, his muscles defined. “Juana is training her to be a good slave now. I’m helping.”

“She’s the skank who used to bully Alicia?” I asked.

Alicia nodded, my youngest naked, her body so slim and pale, her brown pigtails swaying about her forehead. She pushed up her glasses. “Yes, she is.”

Then she gave Carmelita’s already red ass a hard spanking, making her moan into Juana’s pussy.

“Here’s her mother’s cell number,” Clint said. “Call her and let her know her daughters are staying the weekend. Alicia and Juana are new friends, and Carmelita and Lee are getting reacquainted.”

“I’m showing her how to be a good slave,” Lee said. My pregnant, nineteen-year-old niece also had her legs spread by a spreader bar, a butt plug shoved up her ass, and her hands cuffed behind her. She had her face planted on the floor, a happy smile on her lips as she wiggled her ass.

“Yes, Master,” I purred. “Your Mommy-slave will take care of everything.”

“Good,” Clint grinned, walking naked back to the dining room. “Spank her again, Alicia.”

CRACK!

Alicia giggled. “That’s what you get, you dyke-slave, for being such a cunt.”

“Such a cunt,” Juana groaned. “But my little dyke-slave is learning that her mouth is for licking pussy not insulting people.”

My pussy clenched so hard. I rubbed my pregnant belly, still flat. It would be a while longer before I showed since I had only found out a month ago I was pregnant with my son’s child. I pulled out my cell phone and called the number.

It rang a few times.

“Hello?” a Hispanic woman asked, using that tone everyone does when they don’t recognize the number.

“Hi, you’re Juana and Carmelita’s mother, right?”

“Si.”

“Well, I’m Alicia Elliston’s mother and Lee Samuel’s aunt. And our daughters have become really good friends. So we were hoping to have Juana and Carmelita stay the weekend. It’ll be a fun girls’ time.”

“Weekend?” she asked. “I don’t know. This is so sudden. I know Lee, but I thought she and Carmelita had a falling out.”

“And it’s been patched up,” I laughed. “You know how it is at that age. It was about a boy, but now they’re over it. And Alicia and Juana have become such good friends at college. But you don’t have to worry. I’ll be keeping an eye on them. As well as my sister. She’s a professor at their college.”

“And you don’t mind? The whole weekend?”

“I don’t mind. My sister and I live next door to each other. And we have four daughters between us. Two more girls won’t make a difference.”

“And you’ll be supervising?”

CRACK!

I turned, smiling as Alicia rubbed Carmelita’s bright-red ass, the older girl moaning into her younger sister’s pussy. “Yes. I’ll be here, watching over everything.” My hand crept down my skirt, pressing into my crotch. I was so wet. “So don’t you worry. It’ll be good, clean, wholesome fun.”

“Okay,” she agreed. “Since you are there. I know they’re both technically adults, but i worry.”

“Wonderful,” I said and hung up.

CRACK!

“Lick her pussy, skank,” giggled Alicia, glancing at Clint with such worship in her eyes.

He gave her a nod, stroking his cock, and she beamed at him. It warmed a mother’s heart to see her children so close. If I didn’t have dinner to make, I would have joined the fun.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Alicia Elliston

“Oh, god, yes,” groaned Juana, trembling on the chair. “Oh, yes, you’re such a good pussy licker, my dyke-slave.”

I grinned, loving the joy on my new friend’s face as she put Carmelita in her place. I remembered that same delight when Lee was first dominated by Clint. After years of being teased by her, it was so satisfying to make her lick my pussy.

“Can I have a go on your slave’s mouth?” my oldest sister Zoey asked. “I have to go to work soon, and I would love to go in buzzing.”

“She does love having her pussy licked before getting on stage,” giggled Stefani, Zoey’s girlfriend. The pair were strippers, making so much money to help pay for our shared life. All of us had part-time jobs, too, working at Ms. Hiragawa’s pharmacy.

“Sure,” Juana groaned, slipping off the chair, her body trembling. “She’s a good pussy licker.”

Carmelita just panted, not saying anything. She squirmed, her rump clenching on the knob of the butt plug buried between her cheeks. I gave her one last smack and stood up as Juana stared at the assorted floggers and whips spread out on the table.

She glanced at me then grabbed the flogger with thin, red straps. She held it out, asking “Want to whip her with me?”

“Oh, yes,” I grinned, taking it.

She grabbed a black flogger with thicker straps.

“That’ll give a more thudding slap than a stinging one like Alicia’s flogger,” Clint said. “And don’t go too hard. Don’t put all your power into it. You want to hurt her, not harm her. Even at half your strength, she’ll feel it.”

“Especially with her ass warmed up by our hands,” Alicia grinned.

Zoey sank down into the chair, her big tits bouncing. She had the biggest tits in the family, even bigger than Mom’s. Her brassy hair tumbled off her shoulders as she leaned back, her lithe, flexible legs parting. She had a shaved pussy, a unicorn tattooed on her pubic mound like it was galloping across her.

“Enjoy, Yunie,” Stefani said, using her pet name for Zoey. The redhead leaned on the wall watching her girlfriend. I liked Stefani. She was such a flirty, outgoing girl. Always looking to have fun. I was so glad when she and Zoey joined my big brother’s harem.

“Okay, let’s do it,” Juana grinned at me, swinging her flail.

“Yes,” I giggled.

“Whip her ass hard,” Lee grinned. “I love it hard.”

“You’re a pain slut,” I said, rolling my eyes. “You like it when we clamp your nipples and pussy lips.”

“Oh, yes,” groaned Lee.

“Mmm, Carmelita has thick pussy lips. Maybe we should clamp them,” Juana said, tugging on her older sister’s labia. “Would you like that?”

“No,” Carmelita groaned between Zoey’s thighs.

“No, what?” Juana hissed, her flogger cracking across Carmelita’s rump.

“No…Mistress.”

There was still defiance in her voice even as she ate Zoey’s pussy. She refused to admit she was a dyke even though it was so obvious. She was dripping wet and was just so eager to lick pussy. She tried to hide that, but it was in her eyes. And it was obvious my big brother didn’t turn her on.

Which was a shame, because he was such a sexy hunk. I felt his eyes on my ass as I slapped my flogger across Carmelita’s rump. I loved the stinging sound as the red, leather strips struck her red butt-cheeks. And it was even more exciting knowing my big brother was behind me, staring at my cute, girlish rear.

“Oh, yes, she moans so deliciously when you whip her ass,” Zoey panted, her big boobs jiggling a she ground her pussy into Carmelita’s mouth. “Oh, and you just love pussy, don’t you, little dyke?”

“Answer her,” snapped Juana, smacking her flogger into Carmelita’s ass.

“I don’t. I just have to lick your pussy,” groaned the Hispanic slave. “I’m not into girls.”

“Sure fooled me,” Zoey purred as Carmelita went back to her pussy feast. “The way you eat cunt… You love it.”

“Yeah,” I giggled and smacked her with my flogger. Not hard. I didn’t like hurting people, not even a horrid bitch like Carmelita.

“That’s it,” Clint groaned, rubbing at me from behind. His cock pressed into my back right above my ass. I was just so short, so tiny in my big brother’s embrace. “Spank her, princess.”

“Yes, big brother,” I groaned, his hands cupping my budding breasts.

I swung my flogger harder as his fingers played with my nipples. I groaned, my pussy clenching. Then I shivered at the stinging impact and groaning moan. I shuddered, wiggling my hips. He leaned down, his cock sliding lower.

I loved my big brother’s cock.

Juana whipped her sister’s ass then I flogged her. I groaned, my pussy growing wetter, Clint’s fingers so amazing on my nipples. He rolled my little nubs as I squirmed against him. He was so strong. My big brother was wonderful.

“That’s it,” he panted, his hand sliding down my stomach.

SMACK!

“Whip her naughty ass,” he groaned, Carmelita gasping, Zoey shuddering.

CRACK!

His hand reached lower. My hand gripped the flogger, waiting for my turn. His fingers crossed my stomach.

SMACK!

Then Clint reached my shaved pubic mound. I had Lee shave me every other day, keeping my pussy pristine for my big brother, letting him see my tight, nineteen-year-old slit. I looked even younger. So girlish.

CRACK!

Then he found my clit. I groaned, my body bucking in his arms as he rubbed my nub with his rough fingers. The pleasure surged through me. The flogger fell out of my suddenly numb fingers. I didn’t care about whipping Carmelita any longer.

She was just a filthy slave. I had my big brother’s fingers demanding my attention.

“Mmm, bored of spanking her already, princess?” he asked, his lips inches from my ear.

“Yes,” I moaned. “I want to do something else. Please, big brother, you made my cunny all wet and tingly and…and I need you.”

“To do what?”

I loved being forced to say such dirty things. “I need my big brother to fuck my pussy!”

My words echoed through the dining room. Zoey groaned louder, flashing me a wicked grin. She understood. She loved fucking our brother’s cock, too. She grabbed Carmelita’s dark hair, grinding the skank’s face into her pussy, moaning out her enjoyment.

“We can’t have you with a hot cunny, princess,” Clint groaned. “Can we?”

I just whimpered, his finger stirring around my clit.

I didn’t fight him as he pressed me to the floor. I was kneeling, my face staring right at Carmelita’s ass, the black flogger falling over and over on her rear. Juana moaned her delight as she whipped her sister-slave. I had a front row seat, watching the skank’s shaved cunt clenching with each blow, her juices flowing down her thighs.

Then Clint’s cock pressed at my hot pussy. I was so wet. I didn’t need foreplay. Not after spanking that bitch. That was foreplay. Nearby, Lee groaned in envy as she watched our big brother’s cock press into my cunny.

He was so big.

“Yes,” I groaned. “Oh, yes, big brother. Oh, I need you in me so badly!”

His cock sank deeper and deeper into my pussy. My eyes rolled back into my head. I shivered, wiggling my hips and stirring his dick around in my cunt. It was so amazing. His cock filled me with incestuous delight.

I groaned, eyes locked on Carmelita’s ass, the flogger falling over and over as Clint drew back his dick. So slow, teasing my cunny. He made me whimper and groan, loving the naughty sounds coming from my girlish lips.

My glasses slipped down my nose as I shuddered. “Big brother, I need more! I need you to…”

“Need me to do what, princess?” he groaned, sliding his cock so slowly back into my depths.

My back arched. “Need you to…hard. And fast.”

“What hard? What fast?” He slid his hands up my sides, cupping my immature breasts. “Tell me, princess.”

My cheeks burned. My pussy clenched on his dick. “I need you to fuck me so hard and fast, big brother!”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Juana groaned. “Fuck your little sister while I whip my dyke-sister-slave!”

CRACK!

Clint groaned. It was like the wonderful crack of the flogger was the gun starting a race. My big brother pounded my pussy so hard, so fast. He plunged his cock so deep into my cunny, the friction burning so hard, rippling through my body. My pigtails swayed as I groaned and gasped, feeling so small and helpless.

Feeling so much like his little sister. His naughty princess.

He fucked me hard and fast. And I loved it.

I loved my big brother’s cock reaming me. Plunging into my pussy. It was so amazing. I groaned and gasped, my pussy clenching on his big dick. The pleasure surged through me, making me swirl my narrow hips as his hands squeezed my tits.

“Such a wanton, slutty princess,” he groaned, pumping so hard. “Oh, yes, you are.”

“I am,” I moaned, bucking back into his thrusts, the pleasure roaring through me. “My cunny is so hot for your big cock. Oh, I need it. I’m wet all the time.”

He squeezed my tits harder, his dick thrusting faster, deeper. His balls slapped into my clit. Dizzy delight shivered through me. I groaned and gasped, watching the hypnotic fall of the flogger on Carmelita’s ass over and over, flogging her, punishing her for being a bitch.

My orgasm swelled so fast through me. It was so hot to finally see that cunt get put in her place. And I got to enjoy my big brother’s amazing cock at the same time. My little cunny clenched about his thrusting dick, eager for his cum to flood me.

Oh, I wanted to be bred. I wanted to get off birth control and carry Clint’s child.

“Yes, yes, yes, you’re making my cunny feel so good. So naughty,” I moaned, his fingers massaging my nipples, rubbing them, pressing them into my firm tits.

“Are you going to cum, princess?” he growled, pounding me, our flesh slapping together. “Are you going to cum on your big brother’s cock? Huh, naughty princess?”

“Yes!” I squealed.

And came.

It was amazing.

Stupendous.

Better than chocolate ice cream.

Better than watching fireworks.

Because fireworks exploded in my cunny. My pussy went wild about his cock. My flesh spasmed about his plunging dick as his pleasure shuddered through me. I groaned and gasped, joining Zoey as she came on the bitch’s mouth.

And Clint’s dick kept reaming me. Kept plunging into me. He made me shiver and shudder. He had me howling and convulsing. My pussy milked his cock, eager for his hot cum to spurt into my depths. Rapture boiled my mind.

And then it happened. That wonderful moment of union.

Clint’s hot cum spurted into my depths. I groaned and shuddered. My big brother’s jizz fired into my pussy. He basted my cunt. His jizz spilled into me. He pumped it over and over into my snatch. I shuddered, howling, groaning.

Loving my big brother so much.

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Juana Campo

“Ready to admit you’re a dyke?” I asked my older sister, my pussy on fire. Alicia slumped to the floor. Then Clint picked her up, holding his trembling little sister as she came down from her orgasmic high.

“I’m not a dyke,” Carmelita whined. She wasn’t fooling anyone.

“Yes, you are,” Zoey groaned, lithely getting off the chair after her climax. “Ooh, I am ready to strut myself at work. Thanks for letting me borrow her, Juana.”

I nodded to Clint’s oldest sister, the busty girl striding by. This was such a strange family. Clint’s mother was cooking in the kitchen, naked, helped by his aunt (who also taught at my college). Pam and Melody were playing with their babies upstairs. And Lee was panting like a bitch clearly wishing I was whipping her ass and not my sister’s.

Plus there was a Japanese woman wandering around that I didn’t even know. She was another slave. Maybe Pam’s mom. It wasn’t clear. But she was in her office working on…something. I didn’t know what.

And I didn’t care. I had to attend to my sister.

“Well, if that’s how you feel,” I said. “Then you would hate for me to fuck you with this.”

I grabbed my sister’s backpack and pulled out the huge strap-on dildo she always threatened to fuck me with. The fake cock in there was thicker and longer than Clint’s, and all black. It was veined and crowned like a real dick, a rubber replica.

“Oh, god,” Carmelita groaned.

“Oh, yes,” I purred, watching my sister struggle in her restraints. I pulled on the strap-on, my pussy on fire. I tightened the straps about my waist, adjusting the base to press on my clit. “How many poor lesbians did you fuck with this?”

She winced. “None. I bought that for you…Mistress.”

“For me?” I grinned, falling to my knees behind her well-spanked ass. “Oh, so you do want me to fuck you with this. Wonderful.”

“No, I—”

I rammed the thick cock into her dripping pussy, her words cutting off in a howling moan of pain and pleasure. She was so soaked from being spanked and “forced” to eat pussy, but it still stretched her cunt to its limits. The base of the monster dildo pressed on my clit as I slammed it into her depths. I shuddered, my pussy clenching. Pleasure surged through me.

It was more than the dildo pressing against my clit as I fucked my older sister. It was the sheer thrill of pounding her with the strap-on, to show her my dominance. Her ass was stuffed with the butt-plug, her hands cuffed behind her back. She was helpless. At my mercy.

And it was so intoxicating.

“Yes, take my big girl-dick,” I groaned, my hips hammering away, my pussy drinking in all the pleasure. “I know you love it. You’re just so hot. So dripping wet. Being spanked, eating pussy, has made you so wet, so horny, my dyke-slave.”

“Oh, god,” she groaned.

“And that makes me so happy,” I panted. “Your Mistress is so proud of you, dyke-slave.” I had to keep saying that, reinforcing her with praise, reminding her that I owned her cunt. “Oh, yes, I love fucking my little dyke-slave.”

She just moaned and groaned, shuddering as I pounded her. My crotch smacked into her welted ass. I loved the slapping sounds and her grunts of pain, throaty with her pleasure. I grabbed her rump, squeezing, digging my fingers into her and making her squeal in agony and rapture.

Her hips moved, bucking back into me. My clit ached and throbbed from the force. The dildo massaged my little nub every time I thrust forward. Sparks of delight shot through me. I grinned, drinking in the pleasure, the thrill of fucking my big sister.

“Yes, yes, yes, love my girl-dick, dyke-slut. Cum so hard. It’s your reward for licking everyone’s pussy. For giving me and Zoey so much pleasure.”

“Oh, god,” groaned Carmelita. “Oh, god, yes!”

“Oh, your hot cunt just can’t take it,” I panted, leaning over her, thrusting so hard. My stomach burned. I didn’t care. I fucked through the ache, my pussy on fire. “You love your Mistress’s girl-dick fucking your dyke-cunt!”

“Yes!” she panted, her cheek rubbing on the floor.

Our flesh slapping together echoed through the room. My pussy dripped juices down my thighs. I groaned, my orgasm building and building as I fucked her. I slammed into her so hard, making her squeal and shudder.

And then she spasmed hard. Her hands pulled at her cuffs. She bucked on the ground, cumming so hard on the monstrous dild. Her screams of rapture echoed through the room. It was so hot. I made my dyke-sister-slave cum so hard.

I orgasmed.

“Yes!” I howled. “Yes, yes, yes, you love it! You love being my dyke-slave!”

My body shuddered. The pleasure exploded through me. It slammed into my mind. It was so hot dominating my older sister. I dug my fingers into her ass so hard as the pleasure rippled through me. I moaned and gasped and swayed.

I drank in the rapture.

And then I leaned over her, the both of us panting. I pressed my stomach and tits into her back, feeling her restrained hands rubbing on my belly. I nuzzled against her ear as she panted. I nipped it. I owned her.

“Say it,” I groaned. “Say you’re a lezzie-dyke-slut. My slave.”

“I’m not…Mistress. I’m straight. I like guys. I hate eating pussy.”

Her defiance made my pussy clench. I nipped her ear. “Don’t worry. We have the entire weekend to convince you.”

Then I started pumping away, new pleasure tingling through my pussy. New moans coming from my sister. I would prove to her that she was my dyke-slave. She would admit it. She would scream it out.

And worship me. My older sister would be my sex slave!

To be continued…

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To discover information, Sven baits a trap to attract a Pixie’s attention.

The Rogue’s Harem

Book One: Rogue’s Sultry Harem

Part Fourteen: Baiting the Trap

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

Note: Thanks to B0b and WRC 264 for beta reading this.

Chapter Forty: Baiting the Trap

Aingeal – Faerie

I shivered as I stepped out of the mushroom ring into home. Faerie. It had been twenty-three years since I set foot here. Twenty-three years since everything went wrong. I took a deep breath, smelling the spicy freshness of the air, a scent found no where but here. Around me rose tall pine trees with silvery bark, their needles shimmering with a golden hue as the trees swayed in a gentle breeze. A riot of colorful flowers ringed the base of the trees, adding their own nectar to the air, helping form that scent of home.

My butterfly wings fluttered as my naked toes curled into the soft loam. Tears burned in my eyes. It was wonderful to be back.

Spirits danced through the air. The small balls of light—red, blue, green, purple, yellow, and orange—darted or drifted around me. They were everywhere. In the mortal world, they hid in objects, only appearing when I needed them. But not here in Faerie. They came from here. With them, my ancestors had created this world for us to live in.

A ball of red light, a conjuration spirit, surged up to me, brushing my lips in welcome. A tingle of energy raced through me. I shuddered, my hairless pussy clenching, juices dripping down my thighs from the sudden surge of excitement.

“Wow,” Zanyia purred behind me. “It’s so pretty here. Look at all the flowers.”

“They’re beautiful,” gushed Nathalie, the young girl falling to her knees before a patch of colorful primroses. She breathed them in then plucked one, entwining the stem into one of her pigtails.

“Yes, they are,” Kora said. “It’s like Rithi painted her brush here, creating something spectacular.”

I nodded my head. The Goddess of Art had no hand in this world’s creation, but she would appreciate it.

“It’s nice,” my human husband said. He stared at me. “You miss it?”

“I do,” I said, lifting my chin to the sky. It was always twilight here, the stars twinkling over head. Three different moons were in the sky, violet, orange, and blue. They were all full tonight. That could change. Their phases weren’t consistent like the moon in the mortal world. The yellow moon was missing, and I spotted a sliver of the green moon to the east. “It’s wonderful to be home, even if it’s only for a little while.”

Sven cupped my face, turning me to look at him. He had compassion in his blue eyes. His thumb swept across my cheek, brushing away a tear I hadn’t realized I shed. I felt them now, building in my eyes. Twenty-three years away. Cernere’s black cunt, it had been so long. I felt so whole here. The emptiness that had gnawed at me filled for a few moments.

But I couldn’t stay. I was banished by Queen Sidhe herself. I shouldn’t even be here. If I was caught, it would be bad. Execution bad. But I had a chance to pay that bastard Duke Gallchobhar back. I ached to hurt him for what he did to my family. To my father.

“I lost my home, too,” Sven said. “It was stolen from me and my sister.”

“That’s why you want to stop Prince Meinard,” I said, staring into his eyes, seeing the pain he tried to hide. “I can understand that.” I took a deep breath. I wanted to be happy and cheerful. I hated being morose, but the pain was so great here.

“How did Duke Gallchobhar drive you from your home?” my husband asked.

The pain deepened. I pulled away, saying, “He tricked me.” I took a deep breath, wings fluttering with more agitation. “We don’t have time for this. We need to get some pegasi so we can travel with speed to the duke’s lands.”

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Zanyia

“How do we do that, Mistress Aingeal?” I asked, my tail swishing. My nose twitched, breathing in so many new smells. Wonderful smells. Every inhalation brought me new beauty to enjoy. My entire body tingled from the excitement of the scents. I crouched low, flowers brushing my legs, each one with a different perfume to savor.

The sadness faded from Aingeal replaced by a naughty smile. Her purple eyes twinkled as her big boobs jiggled, her gold nipples rings glinting. Like me, she went naked. She didn’t hide her body like the humans insisted on doing. They were such big breasts. The type I wanted to play with. To rub my cheeks against while purring happily, my ear twitching and my tail swishing.

“Well, we need to attract the stallion of the herd,” Aingeal said to me. “So that means we need pussy juices. Lots and lots of pussy juices.”

I shoved my hand between my naked thighs, stroking through my tawny bush to rub my hot pussy lips. My cream coated my fingers. I held them up glistening and yowled, “I have plenty of those.” I glanced at Nathalie, primroses decorating both her blonde pigtails now. “Right?”

Nathalie pulled up her skirt revealing her downy bush covered in her dew. “I have a wet pussy, Master.”

Aingeal gave a wicked giggle. Her butterfly wings flapped, lifting the faerie into the air. Her big boobs jiggled as she whirled around to face Sven. “We need to spread pussy juices on clover. Pegasi love to munch on clover, and they love pussy juices.”

“Who doesn’t love pussy juices?” Sven grinned, that roguish smirk that made him so handsome and dashing making me shiver. “Eh, sister dear?”

“You would know, brother mine,” Kora said with a fond smile. “You love to lick up mine.”

My tail swished faster. It was so exciting watching Master lick out his sister’s pussy and revel in incestuous passion. It made my cream drip down my thighs. It almost felt like a waste as my juices trickled out of me.

But I could always make more.

“There’s a clearing…” Aingeal turned in the air, peering at the woods. She pointed. “That way.”

Sven led the way, Aingeal hovering at his side. She could stay in the air with such ease, her wings hardly flapping at all. It was almost like they weren’t really needed for her to fly. I padded along beside Kora, Nathalie on the other side, the young girl humming in excitement. More juices trickled down my thighs as I walked, my pussy growing hotter and hotter.

Kora glanced down then swiped a finger up my inner thigh. I shuddered, my tail going stiff for a moment while I yowled in delight. Then she brought her finger to mouth, tasting my sweet cream. She smiled. “You’re excited.”

“Aren’t you, Mistress?” I asked, giving her an arched look. “I bet you got a pussy dripping juices down your thighs beneath your robe.”

“Maybe,” she said with a naughty smile. “I’ve always wanted to ride a pegasus. Though I didn’t think I’d have to masturbate to do it.”

“Isn’t Faerie so much fun?” Aingeal asked from ahead. She was flying backwards now, cupping her big breasts, her thighs as dewy as mine. “Oooh, I love being here.”

Cú Mheá, her feyhound, bounded at her side. My little pussy clenched. I wouldn’t mind enjoying the beast made of woody vines entwined together, almost like a wicker basket, formed in the shape of a wolfhound. He had a leafy tongue and acorns for eyes, his stiff tail swishing back and forth. He moved like a dog, right now looking friendly and happy as we walked. He had a nice cock, carved of wood, and capable of firing a sap-like cum. Watching Aingeal fuck him last night had excited both Master and me. But Kora hadn’t been so thrilled by it. She’d darted away into the tent like it disgusted her.

The silvery trees passed us along with more flowers growing around them. Bluebells, primroses, daisies, dandelions, buttercups, lady’s laces, snapdragons, carnations, gardenias, larkspurs, irises, and more grew around us. Flowers I didn’t know the name for grew with strange shapes, one looking almost like a face, others with wide petals or fuzzy centers. They came in every color imaginable. I breathed in deeply, learning new scents.

I loved Faerie.

Then a clearing appeared ahead. I caught a shimmer of color amid the green grass. We stepped out into the twilight. Though the night sky was spread overhead, somehow there was a enough light to see by like it were day. It was so bizarre. Clover covered the field, but instead of having those tiny, white flowers, they came in every hue imaginable. A rainbow of clover.

“Four leaves,” Sven said, plucking one. It had flecks of gold in the leaves that glinted as he twisted it. “These are said to be rare in are world. Is this an entire field of them?”

Aingeal nodded. “We use them as tokens of our promises,” she said. “When we make agreements.”

“You didn’t give me one.” Sven arched an eyebrow. “When you promised to be my wife.”

“No, I gave you myself.” The faerie fluttered her wings. “Isn’t that better?”

“Yes,” he said then tucked the clover behind Aingeal’s ear, the green standing out against her soft-pink hair. His hand stroked her cheeks.

She blushed and trembled, her big boobs swaying in such a hypnotic fashion. I wanted to pull on her nipple rings as I nuzzled into those tits. Ooh, they were so amazing. My pussy itched more and more.

“So we can start masturbating now?” I asked, flexing my toes into the green ground cover. “I’m so horny.”

“Or we can finger each other,” Kora said. “Form a daisy chain.”

“Doesn’t that involving pussy licking,” Sven asked. “And you can’t do that. Zanyia will drink up every drop of cream she can get.”

“I totally would,” I giggled, licking my lips. “But we can finger each other. Make each other squirt.”

Aingeal nodded. Her eyes moved, like she followed something drifting through the air before her. I frowned, not seeing anything. The faerie smiled. “Yep, this is perfect. We’ll spread our juices, and the spirits will make sure a herd smells it and comes.”

“Spirits?” Sven frowned, asking the question I wanted to.

“It’s how my magic works,” Aingeal said. “It’s really spirits that do it. They just love us faerie so much they’ll do anything we think about if they can.”

“Those are what witches control, right?” Kora said.

“Yes. They use rituals to force the spirits to obey them.” Aingeal’s wings fluttered. “Well, those twinborn witches of the Tuathan have feyblood in them, so the spirits love them, too. Shall we?”

“Yes,” Sven said, rubbing at his leather pants, his cock bulging.

“Now don’t spurt any cum,” Aingeal warned. “The stallion won’t like that. His mare’s would, but they follow him not the other way around.”

“I can control myself.”

“Such a sacrifice, dear brother,” Kora said, a smile on her lips. Then she slid her hand up Aingeal’s thigh, reaching the faerie’s hairless pussy. She rubbed at it, making Aingeal shudder.

Nathalie undid Kora’s robes. The pink cloth fell away revealing Mistress’s shaved pudenda tattooed with her flowering vines. The girl slid her slender fingers across the tattoo then down to rub at Kora’s tight slit. She shuddered, her breasts jiggling free of her robe, round and beautiful.

I scampered up, standing beside Aingeal and Nathalie, the four of us forming a ring of fingering delight. I shoved my hand beneath Nathalie’s brown skirt, finding her soft down then her wet pussy. The eighteen-year-old sucked in her breath. Her blue eyes widened, flower-entwined pigtails swaying as she moaned. Then I purred, Aingeal’s fingers stroking my pussy lips, completing the circle.

My eyes flicked around at the other three women of Master’s harem. Aingeal’s boobs jiggled as Mistress shoved her fingers deep into the faerie’s snatch. Wings fluttering behind her, Aingeal grinned at me, her digits sliding up and down my slit until she found my clit.

And massaged it.

“Ooh, I like that,” I purred. “Mistress Aingeal, you have such a deft touch.”

“So do you,” whimpered Nathalie, her finger growing juicier and juicier as I stroked up and down her tight slit.

“Mmm, that’s it,” Kora purred, her blue eyes squeezing shut. She bit her lip, Nathalie’s fingers digging through Kora’s pussy folds.

I breathed in, the scent of our four pussies filling the air. Nathalie had a sweet musk, similar to my own, while Aingeal’s cream smelled like honey. I licked my lips, savoring the tangy delight Kora’s snatch added to our feminine bouquet.

Juices dripped down my fingers as I stroked Nathalie’s twat. Her clit peeked out of its sheath, a little hard nub I found, massaged. I stroked it in fast circles, making her whimper and gasp. Her small breasts jiggled in her dress. Her free hand yanked at the ties of her bodice.

She freed those small cones.

My free hand reached and slid up Aingeal’s body. Her fingers rubbed harder at my clit as I walked my digits up to her big boobs. I reached her right one, the one closest to me. I dragged my finger up her mound, circling it. Her fat nipples swayed, piercings flashing in the light.

“Mmm, Mistress Aingeal, you have such wonderful boobs,” I purred.

“Ava’s jealous of them,” Kora said.

“But she has those small, cute breasts,” I purred. “Like me and Nathalie. Master clearly likes tiny boobs.”

“I like all boobs,” Master called, his voice strained with arousal.

I threw a look over my shoulder, my tail swishing. It was hard not to giggle at him, his face flushed, his hands rubbing at his leather pants. He needed satisfaction so badly from watching his four women fingering each other, juices trickling down our thighs, our moans filling the air.

And he couldn’t. I would have to make him cum so hard later.

My fingers reached Aingeal’s wide areola, stroking across it as I spiraled my digit to her nipple. I brushed the piercing, shifting it. She shuddered, sucking in a deep breath. Her fingers rubbed harder at my clit, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

My ears twitched more. I purred louder and louder as her dancing fingers built the pressure in me. My digits playing with Nathalie’s snatch rubbed harder. Then they jabbed into her. The young girl gasped as I sank into her hot, tight, wet depths.

“Zanyia,” she whimpered, plunging her fingers faster and faster into Kora’s dripping snatch. “Oh, Zanyia, yes. You’re going to make me cum.”

“That’s the point,” Aingeal said, her thumb taking over rubbing on my clit while her fingers slid through my folds to the entrance of my pussy.

I yowled, rising on my tiptoes as she jammed her digits into my depths. My cunt clenched down on her two fingers, loving the feel of them in me. She pumped them in and out. Pleasure rippled through me, my orgasm swelling faster and faster. I tugged on her nipple ring, twisting it, making her wings flutter.

All four of us were panting. The air filled with the wet squelch of fingers plunging into hot cunt. Nathalie trembled, her snatch squeezing down on my fingers over and over. Her small breasts barely jiggled because they were so firm. The opposite of Aingeal’s soft, rippling mounds. The slightest tremble had the faerie’s tits heaving.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I yowled, my purr rumbling out of my throat. “Ooh, that’s so good. I’m going to cum so hard on your fingers, Mistress Aingeal!”

“Good, you little catgirl slut,” purred the faerie. “I want to feel that hot cream spurt over my hands. Just squirting out of you.”

“It will,” I gasped, her fingers wiggling inside of me, teasing my cunt. My snatch clenched down on her digits, my body quivering. My tail swished faster and faster as my orgasm built and built in me.

“Zanyia!” Nathalie whined, her blue eyes wide. Her pussy clamped down hard on my plunging fingers. “I’m going to cum!”

“You better gush, slut,” Kora moaned. “Mmm, and you better make me, too. I’m so close.”

“I will, Mistress Kora!” Nathalie panted, her body trembling again. Her braided pigtails bounced around her shoulders as her pussy grew so hot about my fingers. “I’m about to… Yes!”

Hot cunt spasmed about my fingers. I savored the girl’s twat convulsing about my digits, sucking at my fingers. Juices squirted out of her, splashing about my hand and splattering the clover at her feet. Her sweet musk filled my nose, stronger than the others.

I licked my lips, trembling, my ears twitching with excitement. My yowls rose as Aingeal’s thumb pressed harder on my clit. I trembled, my ears pricking. My cunt tightened on her fingers, increasing the friction, building my orgasms.

“Rithi’s keen eye and steady hand!” moaned Kora, her body arching. “Yes, yes, yes!”

Then her juices gushed out of her cunt around Nathalie’s fingers. The girl whimpered in delight as she kept cumming, her cream still flowing. I heard the pride in her moans. She made our mistress cum so hard.

Then Aingeal’s thumb caressed my clit. Sparks flew. Pleasure detonated in my cunt. My snatch spasmed hard about her fingers. My pussy rippled and convulsed about them. The pleasure shot through me. My entire body swayed.

Cream squirted out of me, running down my thighs and dripping on the clover below me. I shuddered, curling my digits inside Nathalie’s convulsing snatch. I rub at her special spot, making her buck, keeping her cumming.

“Kora!” groaned Aingeal. Then her honey musk filled my nose. Her juices poured out of her convulsing snatch.

All four of us moaned and gasped and cried out in pleasure. We kept fingering wet pussies, cream flooding out of us. Our juices dribbled onto the clover, splattering the four leaves and the tiny flowers. Our bodies quivered, all our breasts heaving.

“Damn,” Sven groaned behind us.

“That’s it!” Aingeal moaned. And then suddenly our pussy juices splattered on the clover glowed purple. I whispered, tail swishing back and forth, as the rapture burned through my mind. “They’re coming!”

“So are we!” I yowled in rapture, my pussy spasming so hard on Aingeal’s fingers.

Chapter Forty-One: Soaring Over Beauty

Kora Falk

I shuddered, the four of us breaking apart as our orgasm died. I shoved my fingers into my mouth, sucking off Aingeal’s honey. It tasted so amazing in my mouth as we stumbled towards Sven. He had such a bulge in his pants. I wanted to suck it. I wanted to give him pleasure, too.

“Brother mine,” I moaned, leaning against him. “Ooh, did you like watching that?”

“So much,” he groaned, Zanyia kneeling on the other side, rubbing her cheek into his bulge as she purred. “Your women are so hot, sister dear.”

I smiled at my brother. My pussy was dripping do to something forbidden with him. Something naughty. I rubbed my dripping snatch against his leather pants. My clit throbbing as it slid up the smooth material.

“No cum,” Aingeal said. “I’m sorry, my husband, but you’ll just have to suffer for a while.” Then she grinned. “But don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”

I stared at Aingeal, wanting so badly to trust her. Her pain was so real. She had a reason that kept her away. And what if betraying us would get her back? Would being Sven’s wife really protect us if she had ill intention?

Her feyhound lapped at her thighs, his leafy tongue gathering her cream. A heat flushed through my pussy as I stared at the artificial dog. It wasn’t a real beast. But…it looked so much like one.

I hated how excited it made me watching Aingeal with him last night.

“Look!” Nathalie gasped. Then she squealed in delight.

I threw my gaze to the night sky and saw the pegasi as clear as day. They were all white, their wings pure snow. They descended to the field, one at the front, the herd of a half-a-dozen or so following. My breath caught as they soared downward, all the majesty of a horse combined with the gliding beauty of an eagle.

The stallion touched down, neighing as he approached the clovers glowing purple, stained with our pussy juices. He breathed in, sniffing at the flowers. Then he munched on the clover, eating our pussy juices in the process.

“We got him,” Aingeal said as something tingled through my pussy. Magic surged through the air.

Nathalie gasped, her hands rubbing her dress into her crotch while Zanyia sprang upright, her small tits bouncing. She let out a whimper of lust. She must feel it, too. That same tingle as the stallion munched on our cream.

“Your magic has enchanted him?” I asked, glancing at Aingeal.

“And where the stallion leads, his mares will follow,” the faerie answered.

“So he’s like Master,” Zanyia grinned.

“I’ll be your mare, Master,” Nathalie grinned, her hands rubbing at her belly. “You’d make such a sexy stallion.”

“Yeah, you would, brother mine,” I said, my pussy clenching.

“Mmm, my sexy fillies,” Sven said, his arm going around me, pulling me tighter against his thigh. My pussy tingled hotter. “I like that.”

“Your own herd of sexy women, Master,” Zanyia breathed. “Your own harem. We need to get you more women. That stallion has a couple more than you.”

I found myself nodding. When did I find it so acceptable to share a man with a bunch of women? Maybe because that man was my brother and I could never have him to myself to begin with. Law and custom forbade our incestuous relationship.

“Let’s get going,” Sven said. “If I can’t cum, I want to limit how long I have these blue balls.”

“Sorry, Master,” Zanyia said. “We’ll take care of you.”

“Yes, we will,” Aingeal promised as she drifted towards the stallion. “Mount him, my husband, and the mares will let us ride them.”

Sven threw himself up onto the stallion with ease. He sat astride the pegasus like he’d ridden bareback so many times. He stroked the mane, the wings unfurling as the stallion neighed and pawed at the clover.

The mares didn’t resist as we approached them. They let us climb up. Nathalie did it with surprising skill, and Zanyia had her lamia grace. Aingeal cheated, just flying up into the air and settling herself down on her pegasus’s back. Then her feyhound jumped up behind her, his forelegs holding her. The entwined branches that made up his body shifted, turning longer, wrapping about Aingeal’s waist. I scrambled up last, having a few false starts before I threw my legs over and settled on the mare’s back.

Sven leaned low and heeled his pegasus. With a mighty flap of the wings, he took off, Sven laughing in delight. Then the mares neighed and followed. I gasped as my mount leaped into the sky, her wings beating.

The air rushed past my face, cool and refreshing. The forest fell away, a sea of pine trees stretching to the horizon, each a different height, swaying in the breeze. Aingeal pointed and Sven turned the stallion.

The herd followed.

I couldn’t help but stare down at the ground below. We flew fast over Faerie, the forest giving way to grassy fields crossed by rivers. Those undulating waterways shimmered like rainbows in the light, each with its own faint glow illuminating the plants around it. Vast formations of rocks thrust out of the ground, boulders veined with gold and silver and platinum. Gems encrusted other stones, somehow already polished and cut even though they’d never been mined.

It was so much wealth.

We kept flying, the moons drifting overhead. Each a different color and shape, a different face made of darker and lighter patches. A yellow one peeked over the horizon, rising half-full as we journeyed northeast.

Aingeal’s pegasus flew beside mine. I kept glancing at her, big breasts swaying as she smiled, staring down at her home. Cú Mheá panted like any dog behind her, his head looking around. He barked and shifted, his tail wagging behind him.

He was so big. And he fucked Aingeal so hard last night.

My pussy grew hotter. I suddenly became aware of the pegasus moving beneath me. The bunching of muscles as she flapped her wings. I squirmed, my snatch drinking in the sensations, tingling heat racing through me.

Why did Cú Mheá make me so excited? I never felt that way around a real dog. But seeing the vigorous way he fucked his mistress last night ignited something in me. And he wasn’t real. He was a construct. Almost like a dildo.

I never felt weird about using a dildo before, so why did he make me feel that way?

My pussy tingled as we kept flying. I never quite orgasmed, but I would come close somethings. I’d squirm more and more as we flew across the magical landscape. I’d bit my lip, my cunt on fire, aching for that orgasm.

Though we flew for most of the day, sunrise never came. The moons drifted across the sky, setting while new ones in new hues arose. A pale-blue moon and a deep purple, almost black, shone over us as Aingeal pointed to the ground at a group of strange stones thrust out of it on the edge of another silvery forest.

Sven guided the stallion down, the heard following. I gasped as my mare flared her wings. My pussy pressed hard into her back, my clit throbbing. And then she touched down as gentle as a leaf, shaking her mane and snorting.

“That was amazing!” Zanyia exclaimed. She launched herself off her pegasus, landing by a group of bluebells. “I can’t believe I’m not sore. Riding a horse that long makes me sore.”

I blinked as I sipped off my hair. I was only horny. But she was right. I should have aching thighs and ass after a day spent riding. No matter how many days I’ve done it, it still tired you. But I still felt refreshed.

“Welcome to Faerie,” grinned Aingeal. “Things work differently here. We set the rules, so fatigue is something we don’t deal with here.”

“That is fascinating,” I said. I’d learned about Faerie while studying at the Temple of Rithi back in Az.

“So do you sleep here?” Nathalie asked.

“Only to dream.” Aingeal’s wings fluttered. She took a deep breath. “We are at the edge of Duke Gallchobhar’s land.” She pointed at the forest. “That marks the start of it.”

“So let’s go,” Sven said.

“We need information, my husband.” Aingeal gave him an arched look. “So you need to fuck a flower.”

Chapter Forty-Two: Silky Petals

Sven Falk

“I really have to fuck this flower?” I asked, staring down at the sparkling bluebell flower before me. It had a large enough petal that I could slip my thick cock through.

“Well, it’ll be more of a blowjob,” Aingeal said. “But you’ll love it. I promised you satisfaction, didn’t I?”

“You did,” I said to my faerie-wife. I pressed the tip of my dick against the silky petals of the flower.

It moved, the petals sucking the crown of my cock into their depths. My eyes widened as something damp rubbed at the tip. The petals moved, the flower sucking at my dick like a bellows pump. I groaned, the pleasure rushing through me.

“Pater’s cock,” I groaned, the pleasure feeling incredible.

I’d been hard all day. The sight of my four women masturbating wouldn’t leave my mind. I needed this cum badly. I just didn’t expect it from a flower. But it felt good. Different from a mouth, not as warm, but the silky caress of the petals massaging the sides of my dick and the wet center rubbing on the tip had me trembling. The pressure reached into my balls, full of my cum.

Then hands grabbed my nuts, massaging them. Zanyia and Nathalie leaned in, staring up at me as they each sucked a ball into her warm mouth. I groaned as they sucked. The pleasure rippled through me as they massaged my sensitive nuts with their mouths.

“Mmm, they are just so wanton,” purred Aingeal. “Your little slaves just want to please you.”

“Yes,” I panted, the pleasure my two slaves gave me mixed with the sucking delight of the flower. “Pater’s cock, but they’re incredible.”

Zanyia’s triangular ears, thrusting out of her tawny hair, twitched. She purred as she sucked harder on my left nut. Nathalie’s blue eyes were dewy with passion. Her tongue swirled around my right ball between her sweet sucks.

I groaned, my toes curling in my boots. Such pleasure surged through me. Such satisfaction. My dick ached and throbbed. The pressure built and built at the tip. I ran a hand through my blond hair, sucking in deep breaths.

It felt amazing. Every suck of the flower built the pressure in my balls that my two slaves massaged with their hot lips and sucking mouths. They agitated the cum in my nuts, bringing me closer and closer to blowing my load with every second.

The ache swelled at the tip. A day spent needing to cum, no satisfaction for hours and hours, had my orgasm rising fast. My face contorted as the pressure built. The tension tightened my body as I stood on the cusp of my orgasm.

“Gods, yes!” I groaned, the flower sucking hard one final time.

My balls unloaded.

Euphoria surged through me. I grunted with each blast of cum splattering into the bluebell. The petals worked about my cock, the flower sucking out every drop of cum. My slaves massaged my balls as the jizz rushed out of them, making me groan and gasp.

The powerful blasts reached my mind. I shuddered, holding onto the pleasure for as long as I could. The intense orgasm swept through me. Leaving me groaning and grunting as the final blast of cum fired into the flower.

“Damn, damn, damn,” I panted.

“Good,” Aingeal said. “Now we have to hide. We don’t want to startle the pixie until she gets a taste of cum.”

“Pixie?” I said, a little dazed from my orgasm. “What?”

“That’s what we’re summoning. To get the information.” Aingeal gave me a smile. “My husband, this next part is even better.”

The five us of slipped behind the menhirs nearby. The massive monoliths of rough-cut stones thrusting out of the crown, forming ancient pillars, many connected by a third stone laid horizontally from them, like they were doorways built for giants and just left standing unused, the buildings never constructed around them.

“It won’t be long,” Aingeal purred, pressed against me. “We’ll hear her coming out of the forest.” She smiled. “There she is.”

I frowned, hearing a faint buzzing, the wings of an insect. “Is she a bug?”

“She just has dragonfly wings,” Aingeal said. “She’ll look like a slender woman though she only stands up to your waist.”

“Like a halfling?” I asked.

“But daintier.” Then Aingeal put a finger to her lips as the buzzing grew louder. With it came a happy humming sound, girlish and excited.

The humming of wings swelled, the air vibrating with the pixie’s excitement. She let out a girlish squeal. The sound of her flying stopped. Another chortle of delight. Aingeal gave my hand a squeeze, my cock throbbing before me.

I knew what she wanted.

I sprang out around the menhir, darting from the massive stone. The pixie knelt before the bluebell, nuzzling at it, eating my cum out of the flower. She had a slender back and perky rump. A tight, hairless slit peeked between her thighs. A fully mature pussy despite the how tiny her body was. I caught a profile of small, jiggling breasts.

A woman in miniature with a pair of delicate, translucent wings veined like a dragonfly’s.

I fell to my knees behind her. She squealed in shock as my cock rammed into her pussy. Such tight heat engulfed my snatch, juicy and silky. I shuddered, her tiny body taking me to the hilt. My balls smacked into her clit.

“Oh, yes!” the pixie moaned. “Queen Sidhe’s hungry snatch, what a big cock.” She threw a look over her shoulder, her eyes so big and round, making her appear so cute and vulnerable. “Ooh, yes, fuck me!”

Her pussy writhed about my dick, sucking at it in a way I’d never felt. Her inner flesh rippled, massaging me as she wiggled her hips, sliding her cunt up and down it. My balls tensed, a fresh load of cum building to flood her hot snatch.

She wanted my cum. I could tell. The little thing hungered for it, my jizz staining her lips. She nuzzled back at the flower, licking out my seed as I drew back my hips. And fucked her hard. I pounded her. I slammed my cock into her hot, tight cooch over and over. Her twat massaged my dick, pleasure shooting through me.

“Pater’s cock, yes!” I groaned, reveling in her cunt’s silky delights. “You’re just a little cum slut, aren’t you?”

“Uh-huh,” she said, her voice squeaky. She was so small but felt so womanly. My hands slid up her slender waist to cup her breasts. I squeezed her apple-sized mounds, her nipples two pinpricks against my palms. “Fuck me! Give me that cum! I love it!”

“I will, you little pixie-slut!”

I kept thrusting into her, churning up her snatch. Aingeal fluttered by us, grinning as I plowed the pixie hard. The fey’s rump jiggled every time I buried into her. I shuddered, her back arching, wings buzzing with excitement.

I would dump so much cum in her. I would pump her full of my jizz. My orgasm swelled in me. Like she could sense it, her pussy sucked harder at my cock. It writhed faster, rippling in such an exciting way about my shaft. Massaging it with juicy pussy.

“Stop!” Aingeal shouted. “Stop fucking her, my husband.”

“What?” I gasped.

“No, don’t!” whimpered the pixie.

Aingeal looked at me, her purple eyes speaking volume. And then it clicked in my head. The desperate moans of the pixie, the way her cunt sucked at my dick. I shuddered. With a growl, I ripped my cock out of her snatch, my dick aching, throbbing, begging to be back in her.

But I controlled my lusts. They didn’t own me.

“We need information, pixie-slut,” I panted.

“No, no, give me cum,” she panted, wiggling her hips, her head shaking from side to side, “Now!” She had all the petulance of a bratty child. Her little legs drummed on the ground. “I need it in me!”

“Tell me what I want to know,” I told her, rubbing my cock against her hairless cunt, sliding up and down that mature and skilled pussy. “You’ll get it.”

I wanted to bury in her so badly.

“No! Cum! Give me cum!”

“Then no dick for you,” I said and stood up. “I have four women who will all be happy to have my cum.”

“So happy,” Aingeal said. She knelt down and sucked the tip of my cock into her mouth. I shuddered, my nuts tightening. I was so close to cumming, then feeling Aingeal sucking had me on the edge. Primed to erupt.

“No!” The pixie’s sapphire eyes widened. “No, no, no, don’t take his cum! I want it!”

“Information,” I said as Aingeal sucked with such noisy enthusiasm. “Once I cum in her mouth, my sister’s up next.”

“Mmm, yes,” Kora purred.

“Then my slaves. I’ll jizz all over their faces and watch them lick each other clean.”

“Yay!” squealed Zanyia.

“You want my pussy!” the pixie said. She stared at me. “You never felt better. I won’t let you fuck me if you cum in her mouth.”

“Won’t let me?” I arched an eyebrow, Aingeal’s mouth bringing me closer and closer to erupting. “A little cum-slut like you thinks she can resist my dick?”

“Just flood Aingeal’s mouth, brother mine,” my sister moaned, fingering her twat as she leaned against the menhir. “I’m hungry for my jizz.”

“Yes!” I groaned, my balls tightening.

“No!” gasped the pixie.

I came.

Pleasure surged through me as my jizz pumped into Aingeal’s mouth. My faerie-wife fluttered her butterfly wings as she gulped down my cum. She trembled, purring her delight as blast after blast of my creamy jizz filled her. I fired so much, it overflowed her mouth, dribbling pearly down her chin.

The pixie hissed in frustration while the pleasure bathed my mind. Such delicious pleasure. I shuddered, my hands clenching into fists. The ecstasy shot through me. I soared high for one brief moment of rapture.

Then panted as I came back down to earth.

“So, information?”

The pixie glared at me.

“Mmm, yum, I get a turn, brother mine,” Kora said. She pushed off the menhir, pulling her fingers from her twat, and sauntered over. Her breasts jiggled as she slipped her robe off her body.

“Fine,” huffed the Pixie. She crossed her arms beneath her small breasts, her cheeks puffing in anger. “What do you want to know?”

Aingeal turned towards the pixie. “Duke Gallchobhar is housing human prisoners around something called a lodestone. I want to know where and how it is protected.”

“That’s it?” the pixie asked. “That’s simple.”

“Then you should be able to do it,” the faerie said. “Go and when you return, Sven will pump, that cunt of yours full of jizz.”

The pixie leaned forward, licking up a line of cum off Aingeal’s face. Then her wings buzzed and the pixie soared off into the sky, flying fast towards the forest, leaving a trail of glittering gold dust in her wake.

“Another race birthed by Las’s jizz?” I asked.

Aingeal nodded.

“We all love cum,” giggled Zanyia. “At least, the female ones do. The male ones love pussy.”

My dick throbbed and twitched as I waited for the pixie to come back. I didn’t let my women suck me off. I made a promise. I would uphold it. But it was so hard with them lounging around naked. They kept rubbing their pussies and giving me hungry looks.

Insatiable sirens. I loved them all. Even Aingeal. Seeing the pain in her eyes when we entered here. We were the same. This Duke Gallchobhar hurt her family. Drove her from her home. He would pay just like that bastard Meinard did.

In an hour, the pixie returned, buzzing out of the forest, a streak of falling gold dust, like a shower of stars rushing right at me. She slammed into me. I gasped, her body pushing me back. She straddled me, rubbing her pussy on my dick.

“I have it,” she moaned, sliding that hot cunt up and down my shaft, her small breasts jiggling. “I have it!”

“What?” I gasped, her pussy’s entrance nuzzling at the hard tip of my cock.

“Cum first!” she moaned and then she pressed her pussy down my dick.

I groaned as that amazing snatch engulfed my cock. She quivered on me, her small breasts jiggling. Her eyes widened. Her dragonfly-like wings buzzed into translucent blurs as she shifted her hips. Her small breasts quivered as she worked her slender thighs up and down me.

She looked so small to be impaled on my dick, shaped like a woman, but only half Kora’s height. My dick had to reach so deep into her. I could see it bulging up through her stomach. But she loved it. Her hot cunt sucked at my dick, making me groan and gasp on the ground.

“Enjoy her, brother mine,” whimpered Kora, squirming nearby while Nathalie devoured her pussy.

“Uh-huh, my husband!” groaned Aingeal. She straddled Zanyia’s mouth, the faerie grinding her not snatch on the lamia’s lips.

“I am!” I panted, gripping the pixie’s hips as she worked that amazing cunt up and down my dick.

“You have so much cum!” moaned the pixie. “Yes, yes, yes!”

Her cunt rippled more, sucking harder. My nuts tightened. I couldn’t last long in this embrace. My eyes rolled back into my head. I shuddered, my balls tensing, prepared to flood her body with my jizz. Her small tits bounced over me, jiggling with their firmness.

I moved my hands, cupping them. I pinched her tiny nipples, smaller than my own. She squealed, her snatch squeezing so hard on my dick. Her back arched, her wings humming louder and louder. She slammed that tight cunt down my cock, squeezing it so hard.

The suction increased.

“Gods damn, that’s good!” I groaned.

“Cum in me,” she begged. “Please, please, cum in me! I need it! I want it spurting in me! Oh, yes, just have it flood me!”

“I will, slut!” I snarled, squirming on the ground. “Fuck, this cunt is amazing. Just a little more.”

“Yay!” she gasped.

And came.

“Pater’s massive cock!” I howled at the shock of her pussy spasming about me.

It spasmed and convulsed so fast, a vice that rippled about my dick. The silky pleasure caressed my entire cock. The pressure shot down to my balls. My cum boiled in an instant. My hips thrust upward, bouncing her on my shaft.

I came in her.

Rapture shot to my mind as my jizz boiled into her. I gasped and grunted, stars bursting across my vision. She squealed her rapture as she milked my cock with her tight twat. Her shifted her hips, stirring it around, her cunt drinking in every blast of cum I fired.

“So much yummy jizz!” she panted, rubbing her bulging stomach. “Ooh, yes, that’s wonderful.”

“Now tell us,” I groaned while behind me, Aingeal and Kora were moaning in orgasmic pleasure.

“The lodestone is held at Réimse Seamair,” she said. “A pack of feyhounds patrol it and three treemen guard the humans in the stocks.”

I shuddered in delight, my orgasm burning through my body. We had the source of Prince Meinard’s indestructible army. Once we freed all those people, those thousands of statue soldiers of his would be useless. The first step in destroying him.

“A pack of feyhounds?” groaned Aingeal. “That’s a big problem.”

To be continued…

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Sarah becomes more than a waitress at her Aunt’s card game

This is part six of an ongoing series. I just starting posting to this site, but if you search the internet you will find parts one-five. Sarah has become such a slut over the last few years…

The rest of the afternoon was relatively uneventful, Sarah slipped on a t-shirt and a pair of sweat pants and lent Aunt Judy a hand around the house. The conversation edged back into what a slut Sarah had become, and Judy became awestruck by how much being a slut didn’t bother Sarah, and how free it must feel to not care that much about what others think. All the while, Judy was trying to figure out exactly how the night might play out…

When Judy’s friends started showing up everyone was doing the typical small talk, and Sarah went into her cousin’s bedroom to change, as she stripped of her day clothes, she admired herself in the bathroom mirror, and began to imagine what the night had in store for her. The forbidden nature of spending what will probably become a very sexually charged evening with a handful of older women excited her. Her nipples became rock hard and her pussy was quickly moistening. She quickly snapped out of her daydream and put on her shirt, leaving the two top buttons undone, and slipped on the short jean skirt, which zipped up on the side. One last glance at the mirror, “god I look hot she thought to herself”, and she was out the door.

She was the perfect hostess, getting everyone drinks, and making sure that they always had full glasses. All the women were appreciative and included her in their small talk. They all migrated into the kitchen, and pulled up their chairs to start playing cards. There were only four chairs at the table, and one of the women looked at Judy and said, let’s get Sarah a chair so she can join us. Aunt Judy broke in and said, “Sarah’s going to be our waitress tonight, as she has a debt of sorts to settle.” They all looked at each other a little confused, but Ginny said, “Cool, just like at the casino, Sarah, get me another drink.” They all laughed, and settled in to play.

Up to this point, nobody took noticed that she was sans underwear, but the all noticed her youth and damn near perfect body. As the game wore on, they were all getting pretty looped, and Ginny mentioned how great it would be to have a little slave running around at her house drinks and shit. Judy looked at her and said, well maybe that can be arranged. The seductive manner in which Judy said it, made Ginny’s nipples stiffen, and started her mind on an erotic daydream. Coming back to reality only when Mary nudged her and said, “Anti up bitch.”

The game continued… At one point, Judy dropped a small plate of chips on the floor right between her and Ginny, and asked Sarah to come over and clean up the mess. As Sarah was working between the women, Judy reached over with one hand and unbuttoned the next button on her shirt, creating a wide open view of her young pert tits. As Sarah was getting up Mary was treated to an unobstructed view of her tits, as her eyes widened and her nipples stiffened, she got distracted from the game and drifted off into her own daydream. In addition to the now mostly unbuttoned shirt, the bending over to pick up the chips caused the jean skirt to ride up an inch or two over Sarah hips, leaving the hemline just below her ass cheeks. During the next 5 or 10 minutes every woman at the table was taking notice of Sarah’s breasts swaying back and forth in and out of view under her shirt, and at the same time the waistband of her skirt had ridden further above her hips and settled in around her narrower waist, leaving almost nothing to the imagination below her waist. At this point every woman at the table took notice becoming even more distracted from the game. The women were more interested in ordering drinks and having Sarah wait on them than they were the game, even though the pot was worth over $200.

As Sarah was delivering yet another vodka tonic to noticeably inebriated Ginny, she leaned over between Ginny and Mary to place the glass on the table giving Ginny a full, up close view of her tits and Mary an eyeful of her naked ass. Ginny’s face was a mere foot away from Sarah exposed tits and Mary was a mere foot away from Sarah’s exposed ass. Both were getting an erotic whiff of Sarah’s womanhood, which drove Mary to nudge Sarah right between her ass cheeks causing her to loose her balance, spilling the drink on the table and planting her tits in Ginny’s face. Mary burst out laughing, and Ginny wound up getting a handful of Sarah’s tits as they were pressed into her face, holding her up until she was able to stand up on her own. In the confusion, one of Sarah’s tits had popped out of her shirt and her shaved pussy was now in full view. She bowed her head, apologized to Ginny, and looked around for a towel to clean up the spilled drink.

Aunt Judy took control of the situation almost immediately and told Sarah to go to the kitchen, get a towel and come back in to clean up the mess she had made, and make sure to bring Ginny another drink. Sarah was a little pissed because she knew that Mary had pushed her, and it wasn’t her fault, as she went to the kitchen to retrieve a towel and make another vodka tonic she tucked her tit back into the shirt. The ladies continued playing the hand as Sarah dried off the table, and then knelt down between Mary and Ginny to clean up the floor. As Sarah knelt, Mary positioned her leg between Sarah legs and pressed her shin into Sarah’s crotch. To get out from under the table, Sarah had to back out pressing Mary shin onto her pussy lips. After Sarah struggled to get out, extricating herself from that position, Mary looked down at her shin and noticed the thin film of pussy juice Sarah left behind on her leg. From this point things started to get out of hand. Four drunk cougars and one subservient slut, what a combination.

Sarah was secretly enjoying the humiliation, and her erect nipples and now sopping wet pussy was a dead give away. No longer just a scent of womanhood, the musky scent of Sarah’s pussy followed her around the table from woman to woman. Aunt Judy was ready for some more fun… As Sarah was delivering Judy’s third scotch, Judy reached out a grabbed Sarah’s hand, looked up at her and said. “You know Sarah, I think all the woman would enjoy it if you unbuttoned your shirt a little more.” “But Aunt Judy, if I did that, I might as well not have any top on at all.” “OK, suit yourself, why don’t you take it off then. We’ve all been to topless bars, it would suit the evening quite well, don’t you think ladies.” They all nodded in agreement, and Sarah, bowed her head as she unbuttoned and took off her shirt exposing her young breasts and rock hard nipples. “Sarah”, Judy said, “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were enjoying this.” Sarah shook her head no, but Mary spoke right up and told the group about the wet spot on her leg.

Ginny, now very drunk, and obviously a bit horny, said, “Well there’s one way to tell for sure. Sarah, show us if your wet on not.” If you’re not wet you get to stop being our waitress, but if you are wet, you must take off your skirt and serve our every whim. Sarah hesitantly reached under the hemline of her skirt, cupped her pussy, and slowly pulled her hand out from under her skirt, and showed the women at the table her very wet fingers and hand. The table exploded with cheers, and they chanted, “take it off, take it off.” Sarah again hung her head in shame and unzipped the skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Sarah was very naked, very horny, and surrounded by 4 drunk cougars with very dirty minds.

Aunt Judy offered to add an additional incentive to the winner of the hand, by offering Sarah’s exclusive services for the rest if the evening to the eventual winner of the pot. Gail, who had been quite for most of the bizarre happening at the table, clarified, “So the winner gets Sarah’s exclusive service, meaning that she would get me drinks and shit, but nothing for anybody else unless I said so?” Judy confirmed, “Yes absolutely, right Sarah?” All Sarah could do is nod in agreement.

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Jenny takes her lesbian girlfriend on one wild date!

Futa’s Wild Passion

Chapter Nineteen: Futa Dates the Lesbian

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to FallenAngelX00 for beta reading this!

I was so excited for my date with Wendy. Allie helped me choose my clothes. My sister-girlfriend was having fun choosing the perfect outfit for me to wear on my date with my “official” girlfriend. That amused my younger sister to no end.

“This is perfect,” Allie had declared when she saw me wearing a pair of knee-high socks (Allie insisted on them), her favorite pair of panties I owned, a black skirt with pleats that fell around my thighs, and a maroon blouse that had a round neckline. I had diamond studs in my ears and a golden necklace about my neck. “You’re going to be so sexy for her! Fuck her hard and then tell me all the deets! Tomorrow!”

“You know I will,” I’d said and kissed her.

Friday at my college had dragged. I had been so excited about the date, I’d hardly had any fun at all. Then I’d rushed home, did my homework, and spent far, far too long making sure my makeup was perfect and my fiery hair looked delicious. I was so nervous.

“You look lovely,” Mom said as she pulled up to Wendy’s house. “She’s going to be bowled over by you.”

I blushed and said, “Thanks, Mommy-slave. I want you to be good tonight. I told Allie she can do whatever she wants to you.”

Mom gave a happy sigh. “I’ll treat her like she’s you, Mistress.”

I leaned over and gave my sexy, submissive mother a full kiss on the lips. My pussy clenched. This wild rush shot through me. I savored this moment, my futa-dick throbbing in my panties. Then I broke it and stepped out of the car.

I fought down my nerves as I marched up to the front door. This was it. I would do it tonight. I would show my girlfriend that she was a lesbian and help her accept who she was. I had embraced being a futa, and it had been awesome.

I rang the doorbell.

The chimes resounded through the house. That classic pattern of rising and falling DINGs and DONGs. Then came the rush of feet. The door ripped open and there stood Wendy, her hair pulled back in her French braid, leaving her cute face fully exposed. She had on a light amount of makeup, softening some of her features, giving her an even more delicious and innocent look, especially to her blue eyes. Her lips were pink and glossy, her cheeks possessing just a hit of pink rouge. And her dress…

It was white, which just felt so right for her, with a pink sash around the waist and frilly lace at the hem. It was conservative, of course, high neckline and skirt past her knees, but the sleeves were short and puffy.

“Oh, my god, Wendy!” I said. “You’re beautiful.”

My heart beat faster as I cupped her face and kissed her before she could say a word, her natural blush bleeding through her rouge. I planted my lips right on hers and thrust my tongue into her mouth. I swirled it around, teasing her. I fluttered around and then caressed over her mouth, loving the feel of her waxy lipstick.

It had a buttery, almost sweet flavor that was such a delight to kiss.

I broke the kiss and she panted and swayed. She grinned from ear to ear, though. And that was so cute. I hooked my arm with her and as she still hadn’t said a word. She seemed speechless after the kiss. Then she burst into happy giggles.

I escorted her to my mother’s waiting car. I couldn’t wait until I was regretting not getting my driver’s license at sixteen. But, having my Mommy-slave drive us sent a wicked thrill through me until I remembered that Wendy didn’t know about the incest.

I wasn’t sure she could ever know.

I held open the door for her and purred, “Mademoiselle.”

“Jenny,” she sighed in this pleased, gushy voice before she slid into the back of the car. “This is going to be amazing.”

I followed in after her, my skirt rustling. My hand took hers as Mom drove us in silence like she was a real driver. Wendy never looked so happy before. I was glad to do that for her. I just hoped I wouldn’t hurt her when she realized I didn’t love her as much. That I had someone else. I wanted to ease her into another relationship. Someone she could be happy with.

The perfect girl.

But first, to open her eyes to the truth about her sexuality.

Our first stop was dinner. It was a quaint, little Italian restaurant a few blocks from the movie theater. It had this Old World charm and, at times, was darkly romantic. Especially with our table in the back. We both were giggly and bubbly.

It was my first real date, I realized. I should have taken Allie on one. I had to do that now. Maybe we could go a town away or something, where no one could know us, and pretend to be dating and not sisters. That would be so much fun.

“Oh, Jenny,” Wendy gushed as she looked around. “This is too much.”

“Nonsense,” I said. My mom had gotten a raise. Ivana Petrov was more than happy to make my mom happy because that made me happy. “Enjoy yourself. You can get whatever you want.”

She stared at the dishes. “So much food. Maybe… we should split a plate?”

“Lady and the Tramp it?” I asked, arching an eyebrow.

She giggled. “Just so long as you know I’m not nudging a meatball across the plate to you with my nose.”

“Deal,” I said. “Okay, what should we get?”

We ended up sharing a plate of angel-hair pasta with a rich meat sauce on it and Parmesan cheese. There were delicious breadsticks and a wonderful salad. We ate. We chatted. We both leaned over the table to kiss from time to time. Our feet played with the other beneath the table.

It was a lot of fun. As we wrapped it up, this pang of sadness knifed my heart. If I didn’t have Allie, I could be happy with Wendy. Fall in love with her. She was such a wonderful and caring girl. I would have to make sure she found the best girlfriend ever.

I would make it my mission to see her happy no matter what.

We didn’t have dessert since the pasta was filling. So I paid and we left arm in arm. The waitress smiled at us and said. “You two are so cute together. Why are lesbians so adorable?”

Wendy stiffened but then she just said, “Thanks.”

After we were out of earshot, I whispered, “I’m surprised you didn’t correct her that I was a futa.”

“I guess… it’s because I know you’re a futa, so that’s all that matters to me.” She tightened her arm around me. “Besides, I know that look women get in their eyes when they realize you’re a futa. I read there’s a study that says you futas just short-circuit women’s brains. You’re so novel, so different, that it bypasses our self-control and makes us super-horny.”

“Well, no wonder I’ve had so much fun,” I said. “Like me, you, and Victoria in the bathroom at school.”

“That was fun,” Wendy said.

“Yeah, you had a lot of fun eating out Victoria’s pussy.”

“Licking your cum out of her,” she said as if she didn’t do that and then kept going, just feasting on Victoria. “So, uh, what movie are we seeing?”

“This new one. Autumn Leaves Fall. It’s a romance.”

“Oh, never heard of it,” she said.

It was an indie romance. A lesbian one.

Despite it being Friday, no one was really in this theater. We had our section all to ourselves. The bombastic music from the new comic book movie bled through the wall, which was annoying, but also why we had our privacy. Soon the movie started playing, and Wendy realized just what sort of romance it was.

But that didn’t stop her from kissing me when the heroines were making out, sharing their forbidden love behind their husbands’ back while the autumn leaves fell around them in their own private sanctum.

Wendy slipped into my seat as she kissed me. It was one of those big seats that reclined back, and we were skinny girls. Well, under America’s average BMI. It was tight, but we squirmed together and shared kisses.

The move progressed, and then a sex scene started. Wendy gasped at the kissing on screen. The breast play. The actresses had great tits. They were really getting into sucking on each other’s nipples. My friend squirmed, no doubt shocked that this level of sex was shone. It was R-rated, which didn’t matter since were both nineteen, but it was my first time going to such an “adult” movie.

I know, I was a little sheltered going forward.

My dick grew harder and harder in my panties. Then Wendy rolled on her side, her rump rubbing into my hip. She squirmed there, panting as she watched the lovers explore each other. The blonde started going down on her lover. It didn’t show any pussy licking, sadly, but her head was between her lover’s thighs.

I turned onto my side, rubbing my hard cock into Wendy’s rump. The light of the movie played over us as I hiked up her skirt. I worked up mine, too. Wendy whimpered and moaned, making such breathy sounds as I slid her skirt over her waist.

And realized she wasn’t wearing panties. I caressed her naked hip sliding up and down, just making sure. I hugged her from behind and whispered into her ear, “Missing something.”

“You make me too wet,” she whispered. “I didn’t want sodden panties.”

“Mmm, you’re about to get real wet,” I cooed and reached between us to my racy, red pair of panties. They were almost a thong but covered the upper part of my butt-cheeks. I hooked the fabric to the side.

My futa-cock popped out and smacked into her warm rump.

She let out a groan of delight. I shifted my hips as we squirmed in the chair. The blonde actress was making her brunette lover moan out loudly, shuddering in obvious climatic delight. Crying out about how much better this was than being with her husband.

A fallen leaf landed on her left tit.

I rammed my futa-dick into Wendy’s pussy. I slid to the hilt in her. I groaned as she engulfed me. That wonderful, juicy, delicious pussy swallowed my dick. She felt so amazing around me. I trembled in her twat’s embrace. I kissed and nibbled at her shoulder while her pussy clenched down around me. She stirred her hips from side to side, teasing me. The pleasure surged through my body.

I pumped away at her with short jabs of my cock. I reveled in working my girl-dick in and out of her cunt. The chair creaked and groaned around us as we squirmed. She grabbed my hand and pulled it to her mouth, muffling her own moans.

Her wet passion soaked my palm, her lips working against it.

“What about me?” I groaned. “I want to cry out, too.”

Wendy just clenched her pussy around my futa-dick. She whimpered, her cunt clenching around me as I thrust my cock in and out of her pussy. Only a few inches of movement, but enough to stimulate the tip of my shaft.

My cunt drank in the heat flowing down my cock. That heady delight rippled through me. It was incredible to enjoy. I groaned, her snatch squeezing down on my dick on every pull back. She massaged me while the women reached the culmination of their lovemaking.

We kept going as they broke apart and headed back to their husbands. I drove my cock into Wendy’s pussy, thinking about Allie. She was my secret lover. I wanted to tell Wendy. To share her with Allie and help Wendy to be happy.

I nuzzled into her ear and hissed, “You’re making my futa-cock feel incredible. You’re driving me wild, do you know that?”

She squeezed her pussy around my futa-dick and moaned into my hand.

“You’re so naughty. Oh, Wendy, I want to feel you cum on my clit-dick. Then I want to fill you with my jizz.”

She shuddered. The movie was wrapping up. We had to, too. I pumped with hard strokes. She squirmed against me. Her pussy’s silky grip sent heady pleasure rushing down to my pussy. I moaned into her ear. I nibbled on it.

Licked it.

She squeezed about me. Then she trembled in my embrace. The pleasure rippled through my body. This ecstasy swept through me. It was amazing to feel her cum around my clit-dick. She squealed into my hand, her tongue rubbing across my palm.

I gasped and then clenched teeth as I buried into her juicy snatch. Stars burst across my vision.

My futa-cum fired into her twat.

I trembled in the reclining seat with her, the vinyl groaning beneath us as we shared our pleasure. My jizz pumped into her. Spurt after spurt of cum that splashed against her cervix. It burned through my mind. Left me dizzy. Dazed.

I groaned, nuzzling into her ear. I held her tight as my orgasm died down from that wonderful plateau of pleasure. Her pussy gripped my cock, milking out every drop of cum in me while I panted in delight.

The movie came to an end. The women never went back to that secret place. They surrendered to their society and were miserable in their lives. It was sort of depressing. The movie ended with a last shot of a leaf falling from a bare tree. It drifted down, swirling, and then landed between them. They were staring at each other, older now.

Were they going to kiss? Embrace. I tensed.

The movie ended there.

I groaned in disappointment while Wendy said, “They found each other in the end.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Yep. Just had to wait for the last of their facade to fall away. For them to be bare and exposed, not hiding behind anything. Not even a single leaf.”

“Huh?” I said. “That’s deep. I didn’t notice that at all.”

“You were too busy fucking me and…” The credits played. The lights came on. “Oh, no, we’ll get caught.”

We shifted and my cock popped out. We battled to straighten our clothes as the few other patrons passed us without comment. We then climbed out of the chair, both of us flushed and smiling. She took my hand and we rushed out. I buzzed from enjoying her in the theater while the movie played in my mind.

“It really resonated in you, huh?” I asked.

“I guess,” she said, shrugging. “It was nice. Never seen a movie like that. I’m glad you took me.”

I smiled. “Fun’s not over.”

I texted my mom and she was already waiting. She wore just a sweater and sweatpants instead of her work clothes. It was obvious she had just thrown them on, her hair a blonde, tousled mess. Allie had been having her fun.

Good.

“How was the movie,” my Mommy-slut asked.

“Oh, it was amorous,” I said, giving Wendy a big grin.

A look of panic flitted across her face. She clearly didn’t want my mom to know we’d had fun. She squirmed in the seat and said, “It was a romance.”

“A lesbian romance,” I added. “Wendy loved it.”

“Oh, that’s wonderful,” Mom said as she pulled away.

Wendy blinked at that. Our families went to the same church, and our preacher, Reverend Helen August, was a bit of a homophobe. My friend had to think my mother held the same sort of beliefs. Now she was realizing maybe my mom didn’t.

“So, what are you two going to do with your slumber party?” Mom asked.

Wendy squirmed more.

“Make love,” I said casually.

“Just make sure you clean up,” my Mommy-slut said. “You don’t want to leave a mess for Wendy’s mother to discover and get her in trouble.”

Wendy’s jaw dropped. She stared at me. I

winked and took her hand. I kissed it. Then I leaned over and kissed her. I thrust my tongue into her mouth and savored the sweetness of her lips. She whimpered against me, her tongue dancing and playing with mine while Mom drove us to her house.

We got there far, far too soon. A breathless Wendy said bye to my mother and we piled out and rushed up to her front door. She held my hand tight while my excitement mounted. I couldn’t wait to put in what Pita had given me after our “study session” at her place yesterday.

Inside, Wendy had this wild look in her eyes. “I just want to lick you all over,” she moaned. “Can you wait in the living room? I want to change I have something to show you.”

I winked at her.

She scampered upstairs. I didn’t hesitate to rip off my blouse and skirt. I was down to just my panties in a flash. I let them cradle my hardon and absorb the juices flowing out of my pussy. I was so wet and excited. I knew how to use her TV and I quickly got the movie loaded and paused it on a black screen just about to dissolve into the start of the action.

Then I sat down and waited.

A few minutes later, Wendy descended the stairs. I heard her move through the house and then stepped into the room wearing a white, babydoll nightie with a fuzzy hem. It had thin straps that held it up, the white cloth cupping her breasts while translucent cloth fell down over her stomach and waist. Through it, I could see a dainty pair of white panties.

“Oh, you look gorgeous,” I groaned, my futa-dick throbbing. I patted the couch. “Come snuggle up beside me. I have a movie to show you.”

“Ooh, you do?” she asked, both surprised and intrigued. “Are we going to start making out watching it?”

“Just like a pair of horny girls are supposed to.”

She settled down beside me and I slipped my arm around her. She cuddled up beside me and draped her thighs over mine. Her left breast, clad in her nightie, brushed my naked boob. I raised the remote, clicked play, and dropped it.

“So what move is…” Passionate moans burst from the sound system.

“Oh, wow,” I said. “Just starting right with the action.

Both women were already topless and kissing each other on a rug before a fire. There was no story, no setup, just the pair kissing each other. Groping each other. They were both young, barely legal like us, and nubile. They had firm tits and slender bodies. One had a thong. The other a pair of lacy panties. Their tongues danced as they moaned.

Then the camera pulled out to show a room full of women having sex. They all appeared eighteen or nineteen, some with larger breasts, others with boobs smaller than Wendy’s. Allie-sized titties. They sucked on hard nipples. Some were pulling off bras or nighties. Others pulled down panties. One girl threw back her head as a brunette went down on her, eating her pussy with hunger.

The camera showed a close up of that, a pink tongue lapping up and down a pussy with a pierced clit. Just like my older sister Tara. The other girl had a tongue stud. The metal clinked together, both of them moaning. Gasping.

Then the camera cut to a blonde with big boobs having both her fat, pink nipples sucked on by a pair of brunettes. They also fingered her while she had her digits sliding into their butt-cracks to find their assholes.

“This is… porn,” gasped Wendy. “Lesbian porn!”

“I borrowed this from Pita,” I said. “I didn’t ‘know it was like this.” My dick was on fire watching the licking and lapping.

Wendy watched it, her tongue flicking across her lips. Did she know she did that? Wendy squirmed on the couch, her nipples poking at her nightie. Her little titties rose and fell. Her toes curled and flexed. Her blue eyes were locked on the screen.

The flickering of action danced across her glossy eyes. She hardly seemed to be breathing. Then she was panting. She whimpered, watching the lesbian orgy. Toys appeared. Strap-ons. Double-headed dildos. A double-pronged one that fucked both a girl’s asshole and pussy. I didn’t know these things existed.

The moans and pants echoed through the living room. The girls were all crying out their pleasure. One girl squirted juices. They gushed out of her pussy a whole two feet then splashed on the blankets she lay on, leaving a huge wet spot. She kept thrashing as the other girl frigged her clit and cheered her on. More juices squirted out of her.

“This excites you, huh?” I asked, my hand sliding up Wendy’s slender thigh to the fuzzy hem of her nightie.

Wendy nodded, enraptured by the screen and all the sinful delights playing across it.

“Just all those women loving each other. Not a cock to be seen. And that makes you so wet, doesn’t it?”

“So wet,” she groaned. My hand went beneath her nightie.

“Makes you want to lick pussy, doesn’t it? Suck on some nipples.”

She gave a vigorous nod. Her breathing quickened. She licked her lips. For a moment, they pursed together like she was imagining sucking on a nipple.

“Look at her, she’s just sucking on that clit. I bet you want to suck on a clit.”

“I do, Jenny,” Wendy groaned.

“So you’re a lesbian, right?” I whispered.

She gasped and finally wrenched her gaze from the TV. She stared at me, shock in her eyes. “N-no.”

“But you just said you want to suck on a clit. Not a clit-dick, but a clit. That’s all woman. You want to lick pussy. To suck on nipples. They make you wet, don’t they? Women? They always have, haven’t they?”

Her lower lip trembled.

“My cock is just a safe excuse, right? A way for you to pretend you’re straight while you’re really indulging in what you always want. What you’re ashamed of admitting.”

“Jenny,” she said. Tears filled her eyes. “I-I-I… I’m such a t-terrible Christian. I-I-I want g-girls. W-women. Like th-them. I want to… to… eat pussy! I want to devour it. I think about it all the time. I’m so a-awful.”

I threw my arms around her neck and pulled her onto my lap. She straddled me, my futa-dick throbbing through my panties to rub into hers. She stared at me, her blue eyes liquid, tears spilling down them. The lesbian porn stars moaned in the background as I cupped her face and brushed away her liquid emotions running down her cheeks.

“You’re amazing, Wendy,” I told her. “You’re wonderful. I love that you’re a lesbian. I think it’s beautiful that you’re admitting who you are.”

“B-but my p-parent’s will kill me,” she sobbed, trembling on my lap.

“Then they’re not good Christians if they can’t love you. Love the sinner, right? Not the sin.”

She nodded.

“Isn’t it better to admit it? Not to bottle it up. To say it.” I arched an eyebrow at her. “Say it, Wendy. What you are.”

“…esbia…” she whispered.

“Louder,” I said. “Be proud. Shout it out.”

“…lesbian…”

“Come on. Where’s that passion you showed me when you were licking Victoria’s pussy to a climax. When you were loving her cunt and reveling in what you truly craved.”

Wendy closed her blue eyes. She drew in a deep breath. “I am a LESBIAN!”

My ears rang from that final outburst. I grinned at her and then kissed her. She melted into my lips. Her tongue danced around mine. She ground on me, rubbing her hot pussy into my throbbing cock. I slid my hands from her face and down the back of her babydoll nightie. I grabbed her rump through the translucent cloth. Didn’t feel panties.

She wore a thong.

That was so awesome.

She kissed me with such wanton and free hunger. I shuddered, kissing my friend with such hunger. Our lips worked together. Her tits rubbed into mine. She felt so wonderful against me. Such a delicious and beautiful creature.

I would make love to her. I would give her such rapture, and then I would let her go. Send her out to find a girl to make her happy. One who didn’t have a clit that turned into a dick. I knew she would find the perfect person for her.

Just like I’d found Allie.

My fingers dug into her rump as we kissed. Her tears added a salty flavor to the buttery-sweet taste of her lipstick. I shuddered and then I rolled her over. The lesbians moaned in the background while her thighs squeezed about my waist, holding me in her embrace.

I broke the kiss with her and cooed, “Just watch the movie while I eat that yummy pussy of yours out.”

“Jenny,” she breathed, staring at me. “I… I’m sorry if it seemed like I was just using you because of your—”

I silenced her with a finger to her lips. “It’s okay. I figured it out pretty quick. I want you to be happy, Wendy. You’re my friend. No matter what. Right?”

Wendy kissed my digit. “No matter what.”

I smiled and to the floor, sliding out of the embrace of her thighs. I knelt before her, my futa-dick throbbing in my panties. I pushed her knees far apart while the fuzzy hem of her nightie rode up to expose the white thong she wore. I could see it now vanishing into her butt-cheeks, the fabric damp over her pussy, her blonde curls peeking a bit out the side.

She’d shaved herself. Trimmed the edges to wear this. I quivered in delight while she stared at the screen, watching the lesbian orgy unfolding behind her. I reached beneath her hips and snagged her waistband. I pulled the thong off her hips. It slid out from the crack of her ass and away from her blonde-furred muff.

Her spicy musk filled my nose. I breathed it in and quivered in delight. My entire body shook with the rapture of that aroma. It was the best scent in the world. I nuzzled down into her bush, rubbing my lips into her wet curls, her pussy lips waiting to be teased.

“Oh, yes, yes, eat her out!” Wendy moaned. “Just get that tongue in there.”

I smiled and thought that was a great idea.

I pressed my lips right against her spicy pussy lips and thrust my tongue into her depths. She gasped. Her thighs swung shut around my head, holding me in place. My tongue fluttered up and down her folds. I caressed her and teased the insides of her sheath, soaking in her yummy cream.

Her juices ran down my chin. Her wet curls caressed my cheeks. The couch groaned as she squirmed. She held me tight. She clutched me with such intensity while the porn stars moans blared from the TV, the shifting action dancing lights across her face.

“Oh, that’s so naughty. Work that toy into her butthole! She’s going to cum so hard.”

I bet.

“And you… Oh, my god, four fingers! You’re not. You’re fisting her! That’s possible?”

“Pussies are elastic,” I groaned, my futa-cock throbbing and aching.

Wendy humped against me as she watched the wicked action on the screen. My panties grew so sticky, the wetness spreading from my crotch. The fabric clung to my futa-dick. My shaft throbbed and ached to be in the yummy, spicy pussy I watched.

My friend squeezed her tits through her nightie. She pinched her nipples, watching the screen in awe. The pants and moans mixed with her own whimpers and groans. I fluttered my tongue up and down her pussy folds, giving her such a treat.

She pinched her nipples through her nightie. My own ached in sympathy. She bit her lip, her blue eyes glossy and gleaming with reflected lust. My tongue plundered her pussy while my hands stroked her thighs.

I caressed her silky skin with my fingers as I feasted on her. More and more of her spicy cream spilled over my chin. I fluttered my tongue up to her clit. I swirled around it. She gasped, twisting her nipples hard through the cloth.

“Yes, yes, pound her pussy with that strap-on!” she gasped. “She’s loving it. And you… You ride that mouth, slut! You’re going to drown her!”

“Drown me!” I moaned into her cunt.

“I will, Jenny and…” She shuddered. “Yes, yes! That’s it. Look up all those yummy juices. I bet that’s just the best. You’re enjoying them all, aren’t you? Oh, look at you go. That’s so hot. That’s so wonderful.”

Her joy had me fluttering my tongue against her clit as fast as I could. My fingers reached around her thighs. I slid up at her pussy from below. I rubbed at her hot folds while I caressed and teased her pink bud, driving her wild.

My fingers found her pussy hole. I stroked it, ready to just thrust them into her depths and make her explode. That would be so hot to do. I dipped two of my digits into her juicy sheath. Her cunt gripped them.

My dick throbbed in envy.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Wendy moaned, her digits twisting those nipples hard through her nightie. “Ooh, look at them go. Just fingering that pussy and sucking on the clit. She’s going to drown the redhead in pussy cream.”

“Yum,” I said and sucked on Wendy’s clit, my digits reaming her pussy. My red hair swayed about her thighs.

“Yes, yes, she’s going to cum!” Wendy twerked her nipples and then pulled on them. “She’s going to cum so hard. Oh, gosh, yes!”

Wendy’s pussy convulsed around my digits. Hot juices gushed out around them. I ripped my fingers out of her snatch so I could bathe in her cream. My friend cried out in rapture while her spicy pussy bathed my mouth in her passion.

I licked and lapped up the flood of juices gushing out of her. My tongue dug furrows through her pussy lips. I devoured her with such hunger. She trembled on the couch. She gasped out in delight. Her body trembled through her rapture.

I savored it. Her eyes fluttered. They stared down at me with such glossy rapture in them. Her smile grew and grew as they focused on me. Then she squirmed and fanned her face. She rolled her shoulders and then whimpered, “Jenny.”

I grinned up at her. “Good one.”

She nodded in this wonderfully cute way.

“Let’s go up to your room,” I said, holding out my hand. “I want to make love to you in a bed.”

“Yes,” she said and stood up, taking my hand.

She held it tight and led me through her living room, her nightie’s fuzzy hem swaying about her upper thighs. Her cute rump bled through especially as she headed up the stairs. The way it danced, flashing her naked ass at me, had my dick throbbing.

We reached her room and she pushed me towards the bed. I sank down on it and watched as she pulled off her nightie. She peeled it up her form and pulled it off in a flourish. Her small breast quivered. I stared at her in hunger, squeezing my round tits. I drank in how sexy she was.

She grabbed her braid and undid the ties that held it together. Then she unwound it. It was so sexy watching her blonde hair grow looser and lower. She shook it and a fall of golden tresses spilled over her shoulders and down to her breasts. She had such long hair. It fell to her ass.

Then she crawled onto the bed, her blue eyes sparkling. She grabbed my panties and tugged on them as she latched her mouth onto my nipple and sucked. I gasped as my futa-dick popped out of my red cheekies. She worked the lacy cloth off my legs as she sucked and nibbled on my nub. My pussy clenched, drinking in the heat. I thrust my legs up in the air, letting her pull off my panties.

She popped her mouth off my nipple and pressed her face into my crotch. She inhaled deeply and groaned. “You smell so good, Jenny.” Another deep inhalation then she threw them to the side. “So amazing.”

She slid between my thighs and buried her face right into my pussy. I gasped as she stroked my cock while her tongue licked at my folds. She fluttered up and down, teasing me. Her blue eyes stared at me past my cock. Her hand fisted up and down it, massaging my tip while her tongue thrust into my depths.

She danced her tongue around in my cunt. She fluttered in up and down. She teased me. I shuddered, my body squirming. The pleasure rippled out through me. I gripped her thighs, holding tight to her head while she made me feel amazing.

Every flutter of her tongue and stroke of her hand on my cock sent delight spilling through me. Her tongue thrust deep as she could reach into my pussy. Her lips worked on my labia. Stimulation flared through me. It was incredible.

“Wendy!” I moaned, my breasts jiggling. “Oh, wow, Wendy!”

I kept staring down at her blue eyes. They almost twinkled in the light spilling in from the hallway. Her bed creaked beneath me as she feasted on me. My toes curled. My futa-dick throbbed in her wonderful grip.

She stroked up to the tip and then she just rubbed her thumb into my spongy crown. She smeared the precum across the pink tip. I gasped. My breasts jiggled as the pleasure raced through me. It felt delicious to enjoy.

“Oh, that’s good,” I groaned. “Oh, wow, that feels real good.”

“Mmm, that’s what I want to hear,” she cooed. She thrust her tongue into my cunt and fluttered up and down again. “Because I’m going to enjoy your cock.”

“What are you waiting on?” I asked.

She lifted her head, her lips dripping with my juices. “I am a lesbian. I had to lick your pussy first. Enjoy those juices.”

I giggled.

“But…” She stared at my cock. “Ooh, this dick makes me so wet.” She licked the tip, gathering up my precum while I shuddered on her bed.

Then she crawled over me, still holding my cock. Her loose, blonde hair fell about her face. Her blue eyes sparkled. She straddled me and pressed the tip of my futa-dick right into her pussy. She wiggled her hips back and forth.

Then she pressed down on my dick. I gasped as the pleasure soared through me. Her pussy lips spread and spread to engulf my futa-cock. Her little titties quivered. Her face twisted in rapture. Then she sank further and further down my shaft. She swallowed more and more of my length. Her amazing twat bottomed out on me.

I gasped as her pussy clenched around me. She wiggled her hips and stirred them from side to side. Her hair danced. She grabbed my breasts as she stared down at me. Then she slowly slid her pussy up my girl-cock.

“Wendy!” I groaned, my hands caressing her sides, sliding over her silky skin.

“Mmm, Jenny!” she whimpered, her pussy squeezing tight about my cock. She wiggled her hips from side to side. “You feel incredible. So big and thick.”

“Enjoy!”

Her fingers dug into my breasts. “I am.”

It was exquisite. She rode my dick slow. It wasn’t that wild rush of fucking. No, no, she was savoring my cock. Taking her time with it. It was incredible to feel her rising up inch after inch of my cock, massaging my flesh. Giving me such a thrill. The friction engulfed my cock with silky delight.

Then she slid back down it. She swallowed my dick with such teasing slowness. I gasped and groaned, my fingers tightening into her side as more and more of her hot cunt spread over my dick. She bottomed out on me, moaning, shuddering.

Then she did it all over again.

Her digits kneaded my tits as that amazing pussy teased my cock. Her twat squeezed about my cock. She let me feel her passion. How much she enjoyed my dick. The pleasure was growing with every second. My fingers dug into her hips, holding her tight.

Her face twisted with delight. She moaned, “Jenny,” as she rose up my cock and, “Oh, yes,” on the downstroke.

“God, you’re so cute,” I cooed, my hands sliding up to cup her breasts. I squeezed them. Kneaded them. She smiled at me, her eyes sparkling with sapphire delight.

“And you’re not?” she asked, leaning over me more.

Her blonde hair spilled over her face and draped over my tits. The silky tresses teased my nipples. Pleasure rippled through me. I groaned, my dick throbbing in the embrace of her pussy. My toes curled. The pleasure built and built faster and faster. That amazing twat rode up and down my dick, the angle different.

She worked her thighs faster. She lifted that pussy faster and rocked back down my cock, swallowing that dick with her hunger. She leaned down lower and lower, bringing her lips closer and closer as her passions swelled.

Her cunt grew hot around my futa-cock. My pussy drank in the pleasure flowing down my dick. My hands slid around to stroke her back, sliding through the loose hair spilling down over her body I grabbed her rump.

“Jenny!” she moaned and kissed me.

I tasted my sweet musk on her lips while mine was still stained with her spicy delight. Her breasts pressed into mine. She rocked herself on my futa-shaft, her body moving on top of mine. Her pussy clenched about my cock, massaging me. The pressure swelled in my ovaries, fed by the heat brewing in my cunt.

My fingers found her rump and squeezed tight. I held her tight, my digits digging into her flesh. I savored how she danced her hips from side to side. She stirred around me, teasing me. The pleasure built. My fingers clawed at her ass. I held her tight as our tongues danced together. Her lips tasted so sweet.

It felt so amazing to hold her. To kiss her. Her pussy massaged my cock. When she rocked forward, her nipples sliding past mine, her twat sucked at my dick. At my ovaries brimming with my futa-cum. I whimpered, my digits massaging into her butt.

Then she slammed back down my cock. She engulfed me in her hot heaven only to do it all over again. I trembled beneath her. I couldn’t take much more of this. Our tongues danced together. Her nipples caressed mine.

I came.

My jizz fired into her pussy as she slid her cunt down my erupting futa-dick. I squealed into her kiss. She trembled atop me. Her twat clenched around my cock. She wriggled her hips from side to side while the dual delights of my orgasm surged through me.

She exploded on me.

Her pussy went wild about my dick, spasming just like my cunt did. She milked my erupting cock. I moaned into her kiss. She groaned back. Her body bucked atop mine. I savored the convulsions of her twat. She milked out all that jizz from me. She worked out every drop while the pleasure slammed into my mind.

And washed out of my pussy.

I loved it. Cumming as a futa, sharing this with her. I held her rump tight as we hit the peak of our pleasure. Then she groaned and rolled off of me. She panted as she lay beside me, her hair spilling over her pillow. I joined her, my entire body trembling through the pleasure we just enjoyed.

“Jenny,” whimpered Wendy. “Oh, that was wonderful. You’re amazing.”

“And so are you,” I said. I rolled over and nuzzled my face into her cute boobies. “And you’re going to be happy. I want you to be happy. I want you to find a proper girl and give dating a real lesbian a try. Not me. Not a substitute.”

“But…” she protested. She stared down at me. “What about me and you?”

“We’re always going to be friends.” I licked her nipple. “Sex friends. Best friends. Me, you, Pita, Victoria, and Briana are going to be friends forever. But you can’t just use me as a crutch. You need to enjoy someone who is all girl. And if your parents freak out, then you can come stay at my place. My family is very accepting of girl-on-girl fun.”

“Your mom was cool with his.” She squirmed. “My parents don’t even know about us. I was too scared to tell them I was dating a futanari.”

“I’m scared to admit something, too.” I bit my lip. “I’m in love with someone else. Someone I shouldn’t be, and I’m so frightened of telling you. I’m afraid you’ll judge me.”

“I won’t!” She ran her fingers through my hair. “Jenny, we’re friends, right? Lovers, even.”

“Yeah, we’re best sex friends.” I took a deep breath. “It’s my little sister. I’m in love with Allie. We took each other’s virginities.”

“Oh, my,” gasped Wendy. She stared at me in awe. “That’s… Really? You and your sister really have sex?”

“Yeah,” I said. I took a deep breath. “So if I can admit that, surely you can be honest about being a lesbian.”

I trembled there, waiting for her to answer. To hate me.

She cupped my face and pulled me up her body. My boobs dragged up to nuzzle hers. She kissed me with love and acceptance. Her arms held me tight. Her thighs.

She didn’t reject me.

She understood and approved that I loved my little sister. My body shook. Tears sprang in my eyes. They spilled down my cheeks. They ran the meeting of our lips. The salt seasoned them as I trembled atop her. She squirmed beneath me, holding me so tight.

When I broke it, I whispered, “You’re such a great friend, Wendy.”

“Me?” She blinked at me. “Jenny, you helped me accept being gay! I’ve been so afraid of these feelings for years. And then you came along with your futa-cock. I’m so glad to have met you, Jenny. You’re amazing.”

I smiled at her. “Thanks. I’m glad you feel that way.”

Wendy bit her lip. “So, um, who should I date?”

“You and Victoria had fun together,” I said. “And watching you swap my cum with Pita was hot. And I can guarantee that Briana would be open to doing some girly things with her. And if not them, Kathy Greene will give you a workout.”

“No, no, I need a more… girl my speed.” She smiled. “I don’t just want to fuck. Well, I mean, if you’re involved.”

I grinned at her. “Try Victoria. I think you two would be great together. So cute.”

“How did this start out as us being girlfriends and end with us being best friends?”

“Because we weren’t in love love,” I said. “Just in lust. And because we care for each other. We want each other to be happy. Isn’t that what makes being friends great? Being there to support each other?”

“Yeah.” She grinned at me. “Well, we’re still on this date until morning. We could go watch more of that movie and see what inspires us.”

“I have unleashed a lesbian monster,” I said. “It’s always the quiet ones.”

Wendy giggled in delight.

I was so happy for her. I knew things would change. My first week as a futa was nearly up, and it had transformed all the lives around me in such wonderful and interesting ways. I couldn’t wait to see what the future held for us.

To be continued…

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What happens when you’re in a relationship with a Succubus? Lot’s off kinky lesbian sex. That’s what.

There I was, laying in my bed with another warm body snuggled against me. Who am I? My name’s Sarah Delugardin, odd name, eh? I awoke that day with the same fatigue as I slept very little through the night. My blue eyes lost their shine and it was work to keep my hair as it was.

I looked down to the woman whose head was resting against my stomach, ever since I brought her home my life’s been turned around and flipped upside down, left, right and inside out. But she was too damn hot to just slip by.

Pink hair, busty chest, a nice ass and a smooth skinned belly. She had red eyes but god forbid they stayed the same color. I did just then realized she was naked and I wasn’t wearing anything on my lower half. Come to think of it, didn’t I put her on the couch?

“Rosalia…” I said. She didn’t stir, if I said it again it wouldn’t do much since she doesn’t listen to me anyways. I jumped out of the bed and went over to the dresser where I pulled out my clothes for the day, and slipped them on.

Time for coffee, I thought to myself. At least, if there was any, despite her not needing it, Rosalia just loves to drink coffee. As I stepped off the the last step on the staircase, I noticed the blankets on the couch were thrown about and two pillows were on the floor. Yeah, I put her on the fucking couch…

I ignored it and walked to the kitchen where a fresh pot was already made along wih a warm plate of scrambled eggs. “No bacon, huh?” I said. After eating breakfast, familiar sounding footsteps walked down and Rosalia’s cheery but devilish face appeared.

“Up so early? I thought we could have messed around in bed.” She said. She had the cutest pair of devil wings on her back and a little tail that coiled itself around her waist. She strutted to the table where I sat down at and leaned on it in front of me.

“Coffee first, fuck later.” I responded. She turned so her cleavage hung down in front of my vision. I swear I felt an eye twitch but god damnit she was too hot. “So then, Rosalia, what’s on the agenda today?”

“I was probably going to shower for half an hour then spend the rest of the day lounging around. Hell, I might just use your vibe again.” She responded. I didn’t want to spit take my coffee so the hot liquid sat in my mouth until I swallowed it.

“I thought I changed the lock on the safe.” Rosalia held up the key and winked, I hid that in my cleavage… I’m such a fucking idiot. “You going to work or want to take a sick day?”

“Wait, aren’t you supposed to like, get a daily fill? You know…” I contradicted. She pulled out a small little vial of white liquid from nowhere, explaining that she had done a bit more work. After the explanation, she opened it and licked up a lot of it in front of me, swirling her tongue around he lip and then using her finger to grab a drop in the very end, sucking on it.

I really wanted to do a spit take, then decided that I should call in sick. As much as I hate men and anything that comes out of them, seeing Rosalia do something with that stuff just makes me so damn giddy like a school girl getting sugar from the hottest guy around.

After I placed the call and put the phone back on the charger, she hugged me from behind and placed her chin on my shoulder. She was exactly my height. I could feel her breasts pressing into my back and she was attempting to give me a hickey.

“So, anything new you want to try?” I asked her. She shook her head, I guess that meant the same thing we did yesterday, I liked yesterday. She stripped off whatever clothing she had on and I was looking at her supple little body. Who the hell am I kidding? Supple didn’t explain enough. Frankly I was too captivated by her body to describe it.

I pulled off my clothing and tossed it, then sat and layed on the leather couch. Just like a cat she crawled on top of me and layed chest down, kissing me. Her body was warm and it felt good, the weather was cold for the past few days.

I felt her tongue go farther down my throat since it was longer than mine, I really had tamed down my gag reflex. Anywho, it turned me on more. She pulled away and slid a bit past my head to my breasts where she suckled on them, just like a cat wanting milk. Even though I couldn’t make milk, Rosalia could. Perk of being a Succubus I guess.

I moaned a little as she went to work on my tit, pulling on it wih her lips and licking all around it. She was amazing at it and she worked on the other one, starting to make me falter a bit on my next moan. After she was done fondling the other, she propped herself up and grabbed them, massaging them in circles or pawing at them.

I kept my hands on her sides and noticed I was squeezing just a little and let go, she stopped messaging my breasts and snuck a hand downwards to my wet pussy. She gently caressed the lips and used her other hand to keep working on my breasts. I bit my lip as it went on and she prodded my hole with a finger.

“After this, can we try anal?” She asked before penatrating, I wanted to shout shortly after but kept it to a gasp so none of my neighbors in their other fucking apartments would try and spy on us. The apartment complex was huge and I owned a two floor suite, do did everyone else in the living floor, they were so fucking proud of owning one.

“I hate a-anal remember?” I said. Rosalia gave a playful frown and giggled, she then moved her finger in and out, soon joined by another. The fingers surely weren’t as thick as my vibe but she knew how to work a woman’s body as well as a man’s. She brought he face closer to mine and kissed me again, practically tongue fucking my tonsils.

I moaned into her mouth and just felt the most pleasure I ever had. Except the last couple times where we were so exhausted the we kinda sat in the shower together for a while. You know, after his, maybe a nice bath with Rosalia would feel nice.

She put in another finger and used her thumb and pinky to rub the lips, I was close to climax and she could tell, going faster and faster. Then it happened and I squirted, all over the couch while I was breathing in and out through my nose. Rosalia pulled away with her tongue out that was just coated and dripping with saliva, some which dripped along the strands and back into my mouth.

She stepped off the couch and started licking my thighs and cunt for whatever juice she could find. I swear she just purrs to turn me on more. I sat up and turned, smirking as she sat next to me and hugged.

“You wanna take a bath?” I asked. She nodded and ran up the stairs, I followed and wobbled a little from the climax, she turned on the water and I could already hear it. When I got up, she had already filled the tub halfway and turned the water off. She added the soap and mixed it until there were substantial bubbles.

“After you.” She offered. I stepped in the warm water and then layed in the tub. She stepped over me and snuggled to my left side. She straddled my leg and used a hand to grope my breasts under the water. I felt her take my hand and have it brushed over her cunt. Of course Rosalia wanted me to return the favor.

So I gladly obliged and inserted a finger, she smiled and giggled a bit, hugging my arm that she was closest to. As I sat there, I wondered again how long we’ve been having sex. I mean, it happened almost every day, whether I wanted to or not.

I put in another finger like she did and she still quietly took it. I know the walls are paper thin and you could hear anything, however, I guess she can control her moans better than me. Her legs shifted a touch to where as I could go faster, but with as much hell as she caused me, I’d let her wait until I felt like going on.

“Sarah,” She whined, “Just go already! I took care of you faster.” I know, and then I thought a bit of what I could do. Then it hit me.

“Alright then, get on all fours in front of me, you’re face looking at the wall with the shower head on it.” I commanded. She followed the directions and soon I had her cunt in front of my face. God damn, she was perfect! I brought my lips closer and kissed gently at first. Then slowly licked up and down.

I had her, she moaned softly, and I felt like I was in control. However, she tasted just so fucking good, like strawberries. Or peaches, I don’t know, but I don’t care.

“Th-That feels really good…” She said. And I knew it felt good because it’s been done to me before. And I then licked deeper, pushing my tongue flat so I could get more of it. She moaned again and started to breathe in more shuttered.

He pressed her pussy against my mouth harder and I knew she wanted me to speed things up, so I opened my mouth more and started sucking just like she did my tits, prodding with my tongue. She moaned louder then quieted down, don’t want the neighbor fuckhead to come by again.

He’s okay, he had looked out for me a few times before I had Rosalia. He even saved me from a couple of robbers that broke in. We shared a laugh once the police came by to grab the guys, he didn’t load any bullets into the shotgun.

I inserted my tongue and moved it around and she began whining a bit, like a little puppy. I loved it when she did that. I pulled away and rubbed with my hand until she climaxed, hitting my face with the sweet tasting fluid. I greedily lapped it up and out of her pussy, then she climaxed again giving me more to drink.

I didn’t want to tire out the poor girl, so I stopped and let her swing around. Only, she kissed me again, getting a taste of her own self. We drained the water, then turned on the shower head and we rinsed ourselves off, with a little more kissing. Once all the soap was rinsed off us, we pulled out some towels and dried off.

I remembered that I left my clothes downstairs and frowned a bit, eh, I’ll just change into some other ones. After I dried off, I went to my room to put on a pair of panties and nothing else. Then I layed back on my bed and pulled out my phone.

“Hey Sarah…” Rosalia started, I didn’t t have time before she snuggled back up to me like this morning, “Is it alright if I could just… Get you off a little more?” I sighed and gave her a go ahead. She then pulled away my panties and sucked on my cunt. I liked it. It was nice.

Besides, I didn’t care if I soaked the bed. Because Rosalia is kinda good when it comes to drinking…

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Monica was always trying to improve her already large collection of bugs. She was hoping to find a new one today.

Bedroom Pet

By Homealone_447
Edited by Silverman

Monica loved to walk in the woods that surrounded her old house, always trying to improve her already large collection of bugs. She was hoping to find a new one today.

The athletic woman reached the creek that flowed between slippery rocks. She looked down, searching for a firm spot to place her feet and there it was… The most beautiful and strange insect she had ever seen. Or was it a reptile? She couldn’t tell. The sunlight reflected from its three-legged body with a bluish hue that looked surreal. Monica couldn’t believe her luck!

The young woman took the bug to her room and studied it for a while, realizing that the bluish light that radiated from the bug wasn’t the sunlight reflection. It was the bug itself that created the stunning glow.

“It must be some kind of chemical reaction… It’s so pretty!” Monica rationalized this unusual effect,

The girl observed the strange creature for hours and she couldn’t get enough of it. Before she knew, it was 3:00 am. Her eyelids started to feel heavy so she decided to go to bed.

That night, Monica had the most pleasant dream. She saw a blurry image of herself making love to an unseen lover, floating in a green cloud that slowly turned blue and than green again. Her breathing became deeper as her hips moved slowly up and down. It felt so real…

And it felt real for a reason; the bug had escaped from its box and it was lurking between the woman’s legs. Guided by the female’s scent, the bug delicately rubbed her pussy lips through her thin panties. The arousal grew within Monica’s body as the touch became more persistent, more evident. But even then she remained deep in sleep. Suddenly, she got the uncomfortable feeling that it wasn’t safe. She had to wake up but she didn’t want to. That idea was not welcome. It was immediately discarded. It felt so good…

During the following days, that same scene repeated over and over. Monica couldn’t understand why she was having wet dreams every night but she didn’t care. She loved it.

The abundant fluid that leaked from the girl’s love canal was all the bug needed to survive, to feed and grow.

***

Two weeks later, Monica came back for work and walked straight to her room. She couldn’t wait another second to be with her new pet; to admire its mesmerizing colors. As soon as the door was closed, she began to undress. She did it automatically and without giving it any thought. When she was removing her panties, she stopped…

“Wait… why am I getting naked?” Monica wondered. She was certain that there was a reason but she couldn’t remember it,

“Never mind”, she told herself.

She sat on the floor and reached under the bed for her pet. She could feel her nipples swell a little and she couldn’t understand why. Somehow she knew this was nothing to worry about.

“There you are. Come here honey…”

The creature had doubled its size already. Monica believed the bug was eating the plants she brought from the creek. She placed it on the bed and watched attentively as the weird creature began to glow again.

The light was so alluring that it was hard to take her eyes off it. Swirling patterns danced in rhythmic motion, surrounded by a bluish haze that created the effect that the image was floating in the air, getting closer and closer until it was all Monica could see. Her pupils dilated as her face went completely slack. Just a few minutes later, Monica was completely lost in the glow. Any other thought in her head was blurry and seemed so irrelevant. Nothing else existed but the spiraling radiance that filtered through her eyes, directly into her brain. Now, she belonged to the creature.

Then, an idea formed in the back of her mind. First small and meaningless but it got bigger and stronger until it began to make sense. Monica understood.

She climbed on the bed, her nipples swollen and her pussy already moistening. She moved by instinct, following instructions planted in the most primitive part of her brain. Monica knelt on the mattress with her arms limp by her sides and her eyes still focused on the enthralling glow. She stayed there for a moment, immobile, as the bug got closer to her.

Monica felt the creature’s soft touch on her left thigh and her pussy twitched, reacting instinctively to the bug’s caress. Monica’s mind was dormant but her body was very much alive.

Another idea formed in her mind and she laid back on the bed, spreading her legs wide. She lost visual contact with the creature but it didn’t matter. Her mind was taken and her body was next.

The creature rubbed her clit gently, submerging Monica in a sea of pleasure that would turn into a stream of fluids, lubricating her tight passage and preparing her for the next step. When Monica’s pussy was dripping wet, the bug inserted the tip of one of its long and flexible extremities. It played around for a few seconds, certain that it was in full control of the situation and then… plunged the whole appendage as deep as possible!

Monica’s entranced eyes opened wider as she let out an unconscious moan. Her stretched pussy twitched over and over while the creature revolved and squirmed inside of her body, absorbing her love juices.

Monica woke up hours later with no memory of what had happened. She still couldn’t remember why she had taken her clothes off but there was nothing to worry about. She felt good. It was all good.

***

The next day, Monica was taking her blouse off even before she entered her room. It had been really hard to concentrate on anything at work except on the bug’s swirling images that seemed to be embedded in her brain. That alluring glow gave her a blissful feeling of satisfaction that she never experienced before. She was eager to feel like that again.

Monica pulled the creature from under the bed and knelt in front of it, waiting for the lights. Her heart was beating fast and she was breathing faster from the sheer excitement of being with her… pet.

She thought it wasn’t right to call it her pet; maybe it was… something else.

Monica was barely able to complete the last thought because the moment she saw the swirling patterns, her mind emptied completely. She stared mindlessly at the bug while a faint tingling started to form in her brain and as it grew stronger, the itching traveled down to her pussy, igniting her arousal once more. Now she knew exactly what she had to do… Monica sat on the floor, spread her legs and lift her hips, waiting.

The creature inserted one of its appendages in her body and pumped. Monica’s juices flowed as her passion increased in an escalating bliss. The creature suctioned its food and continued the overwhelming fucking a long while…

… until the beautiful woman reached her limit and exploded in a powerful climax!

Her hands clasped hard on the rug while her legs trembled uncontrollably at both sides of the greenish body attached to her hips. Her eyes rolled up as she arched her back even more before collapsing to the wooden floor, still jolting from the fading bliss.

But it was not over yet. The night was still young and there were many more orgasms on the way.

***

Monica was sitting in her office. She kept looking at the clock, desperately waiting for the moment to go back home. The strange creature occupied all of Monica’s thoughts and most of her time. It was then when she realized the truth of the situation… the bug was not her pet anymore. Now it was she, who was the bug’s pet!

“I have become a slave…” Monica thought, as her nipples swelled and her pussy moistened, “that beautiful creature owns me!”

Monica started to remember what had happened to her all the previous nights and part of the days…

“I will go back home and HE will fuck me!” Monica thought as she rubbed her tights together under her desk. This scary thought, far from frightening her, it excited her.

“My Master will penetrate me. He will push his long limb inside of me and fuck me hard!” Monica was now oblivious to the world around her. She stared forward as the bug’s swirling patterns danced inside her imprinted brain.

“My master will make me cum!!” Monica climaxed hard. She tried to remain still but her whole body trembled noticeable. Her eyes rolled back into her head as her pussy contracted on it self, over and over, dampening her panties.

As the mind-blowing ecstasy faded away, Monica realized that she was still in her office. A coworker looked at her with the corner of her eye, pretending she hadn’t seen anything. Monica got off her desk and went back home, leaving a wet spot in her chair.

That night, Monica was standing against the bedroom wall, ready to be fucked. Her Master climbed up her shapely legs and wrapped around her hips. Monica’s lubricating fluid was already dripping down her thighs. But something different happened. The bug penetrated her ass instead of her pussy. Monica squealed softly, surprised by the unexpected change. As the tentacle entered deeper and deeper, she realized that she loved this too. It was her master’s wish so it was right. It wasn’t long before she reached the first orgasm of the night.

***

The next morning, Monica’s eyes were fixed on the pulsating lights but she wasn’t looking at all. Her pupils were just channels that let the detailed instructions burst into her mesmerized mind. All she had to do was to obey. Monica got dressed and left her house.

One hour later, the bedroom door opened and Monica walked in followed closely by her friend Jennifer.

“So, are you gonna tell me now what is so cool about your room?” Jennifer asked.

Monica knew that Jennifer had a crush on her and she was taking advantage of it.

“Sure, but first let me do this…” Monica leaned forward and kissed Jennifer on the mouth.

Jennifer was surprised for a moment but after the initial shock, she was more than willing to accept Monica’s offer. Jennifer kissed back with true passion. She had wished to do this for a long time but she never thought Monica would go for it.

Monica kept her eyes open as her tongue dueled against Jennifer’s. She was acting exactly as instructed.

The two pretty girls moved over to the bed and played with each other for a while, caressing their tender bodies from top to bottom. Monica was skillfully licking Jennifer’s nipple when she suddenly felt something happening within her body… something was moving inside of her.

It started in her belly and worked its way up her gullet. A tiny tendril crawled up her esophagus trying to get out…

Monica could now feel it slide along her tongue while her pussy twitched repeatedly. Her eyes lost focus as she felt on the verge of an orgasm. But the orgasm had to wait. She had a job to do. When almost half the tendril was protruding from Monica’s mouth, she jumped forward and grabbed her unsuspecting friend to keep her in position.

Jennifer opened her eyes wondering why Monica was being so rough.

When she saw the weird appendage coming out of her friend’s mouth, waving inches from her face, Jennifer screamed, trying to move away… but it was too late. The tip of the tentacle had already slipped between her lips. She tried to bite down but the surface was impossible to break. Monica kept her pinned down while the appendage writhed and jerked.

Jennifer felt hundreds of small punctures in her mouth as more of the creature wormed its way deeper into her throat. Her vision became blurry and in a matter of seconds, an incredible rush spread across her brain, sending a wave of overwhelming ecstasy all over her body. Jennifer stopped fighting.

Monica watched with immense pleasure, as her friend became utterly possessed by the creature. By her Master!

Jennifer jolted and twitched with orgasmic convulsions while her body was taken, bonding forever with the creature. The tentacle squirmed deeper into her mouth while her mind went deeper into trance.

As the last of the appendage’s tip sank into her body, Jennifer’s mind-blowing orgasm finally faded. Monica watched and waited. Jennifer jerked occasionally as the remnants of her consciousness fought back, resisting being controlled, but it was useless. Her fate was sealed forever.

When Jennifer opened her eyes again, she was no longer herself. Now she was just another pet and she would feed and serve her Master as commanded. The girls wasted no time and Jennifer moved robotically to the edge of the mattress while Monica pulled the bug, her Master, from under the bed.

As the creature penetrated her, Jennifer felt for the first time the delightful future that was ahead of her. The weird creature began to feed from her and it would not stop until the next morning.

****

The two beautiful friends took turns feeding their Master. While one waited, the other climaxed. And when one couldn’t take it anymore from exhaustion, the other was ready to replace her.

Several days went by following the same routine, over and over, orgasm after orgasm. Then the creature penetrated Monica’s ass again. It was time to get one more pet.

“Ok, we are here. What is this secret that you wanted to tell me?” Sandra asked as she walked into Monica’s room.

“You are gonna love this!” Monica responded.

THE END

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

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A fun little Vinette

IKEA Girls

“Would you two stop giggling and get out of the car?” Miranda called as she got out of the drivers seat of the mini van. The two she was referring to were her daughter Leslie and her friend Sarah. The two high school girls had spent the entire car ride huddled together on the back seat whispering and giggling.

“Coming mom,” Leslie called back as she opened the sliding door. The two girls hopped out, looking more like sisters than friends. They were both five and a half feet tall, athletic from playing rugby and stunningly beautiful. The biggest difference was their hair. Leslie had light brown hair in a page boy cut, while Sarah had long black hair that fell half way down her back. As the got out of the car, Sarah leaned over and whispered, “Remember the plan!”

The two girls had met a year before in Grade 11 when their school started a Gay-Straight Alliance. They both joined and quickly became friends. It was Sarah who convinced Leslie to join the rugby team at school, and they started hanging out more and more. It happened gradually, to the point where their friends and family couldn’t says exactly when it happened, but some time over the summer the girls stopped being friends and started being girlfriends. Now they were busy applying to universities together, both hoping to get into UBC and to share an apartment.

Today however, they were going to a movie at the mall, but first they were helping Leslie’s mom do some shopping at IKEA. She needed a new bed for the guest bedroom, and wanted the athletic young girls to help her load it into the minivan. Since the girls both lived at home, they struggled to find private time for their more amorous activities. Which is what led to the current plan.

As they wandered the IKEA, Leslie kept whispering to Sarah, setting of more giggle, and grabbing her but whenever her mom wasn’t looking. After about twenty minutes of the girls being entirely unhelpful, Miranda bowed to the inevitable and sent the girls to go get some meatballs while she kept shopping. Leslie grabbed the $20 bill her mom offered, gave her a kiss on the cheek, and the two ran off.

They did not, however, go to the food court, but to the washrooms near by it. Luckily for them, the family washroom was unoccupied, and the two piled in, locking the door behind them.

“So?” Sarah asked, “How do they feel?”

“Good! Weird but good! Makes it hard to think of anything else,” Leslie said back.

“I can’t wait for my turn! Let me see!”

Leslie quickly kicked off her runner, dropped her jeans, and hopped up onto the change bench wearing her panties and t-shirt. As soon as she was up, Sarah pounced, kissing Leslie hard and grabbing a breast through the t-shirt and bra. Leslie opened her mouth with a moan, allowing Sarah’s tongue inside. They kissed like that for a minute, hands roaming all over each other. Eventually Leslie broke the kiss, leaned back and said, “Well?” with a wicked grin.

Sarah grabbed Leslie’s panties and pulled them off, revealing a light bush and a string hanging out of her friends pussy, almost like a tampon string. Sarah knelt of the washroom floor, and attached her mouth to the top of Leslie’s slit, tonguing her clit as she started to tug lightly on the string. The feeling was incredibly, and Leslie had to put a hand over her mouth to keep from crying out in the IKEA bathroom.

Slowly, in response to Sarah’s tugging, a silver ball attached to the string began to emerge from Leslie’s pussy. Leslie grabbed the back of her girlfriend’s head, pushing her face harder into her pussy, trying to increase the pressure on her clit. When the first ball had fully popped out of Leslie’s pussy, Sarah clamped her lips around the pleasure button, sucking for all she was worth as she pulled the second of the Ben Wa balls out.

It was then that someone tried the door handle to the washroom, rattling it, then knocking when whoever it was found it locked. “Two minutes,” Leslie gasped out as Sarah’s mouth pushed her to orgasm. Suddenly the sensation became too much, and she had to push her girlfriend’s head away. “Okay,” Leslie panted quietly, “lets get those inside you quick!”

The girls changed places, Sarah stripping off her pants to reveal a total lack of both hair and underwear. “You shaved!” Leslie exclaimed quietly. Sarah winked and spread her legs, handing the balls to Leslie.

Leslie took the balls and dove face first into her friends crotch. She ran her tongue up and down a few times, ostensibly to lubricate her for the balls, but mostly to enjoy the taste and the moans coming from Sarah’s mouth. She quickly pushed both of the Ben Wa balls in as there was another knock on the door, then grabbed her pants, throwing her panties to Sarah. The two girls dressed, Sarah putting on Leslie’s panties to help keep the balls in, and in less than a minute they opened the washroom door.

“Sorry,” Leslie said as she breezed passed the woman holding her toddler, obviously in need of a change. “I had to give my friend a tampon.” The girls then took each other’s hands and sauntered off to the food court.

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A wicked tale

Carrie felt the hand tighten around her neck, so she struggled harder. If she didn’t get free soon she knew what was in store for her. Everyone at work had told her that Jess was a lesbian and that she would hit on her and she scolded them and tried to befriend her, which lasted for about two months worth of being ogled like a piece of meat. She had not talked to her in a while when Jess had called her out of the blue with an apology, a peace offering and a chance to make amends. To Carrie It was only supposed to have been a polite refusal, meet for a drink kind of thing and a chance to tell her off, then leave. So how was she to know what kind of Psycho Bitch Jessica was. But why dwell on the past when she had the present to think about., like Jessica attacking her right now pushing the drug laced rag to her face. She kicked out with her left leg catching her assailant in her thigh and momentarily getting free, she instantly swung herself away from Jess and took flight. As she ran across the parking lot she noticed how empty it was. No doubt Jess’s plan, her limbs felt unusually heavy, her eyelids started to droop, she felt utter doom. Trying to remove her key‘s from her jacket pocket she noticed a couple walking towards the bar from the side parking lot, hope surged ,until Jess sidled next to her whispering into her ear,” Good try babe. But the shit I bought should be taking effect by now….’,Carrie felt the rag pushed back to her face as the couple passed. She started loosing consciousness as Jess leaned close, licked her ear and whispered,” This is gonna be so fucking awesome…”, then darkness.

Upon waking Carrie felt complete and total horror, she was naked, her hand’s were cuffed and pulled to her front, and she was face down with heavy leather straps running around her upper thighs and ankles spreading her legs leaving her private parts visible for the world to see. Basically face down and ass up, Carrie tried twisting to find some sort of escape but there was none ,she pulled against the cuffs till her wrists were raw., screaming seemed to have no effect, as what seemed like hours passed with no rescue, she started to cry, knowing all to well that anytime soon Jess would return, and the real ordeal would begin. Jess entered her basement, pure lust coursed through her veins, her pussy was drenched in anticipation of the fun to come. It had taken three long months of planning to get Carrie to agree to go out for a drink with her, and another three weeks to get the chloroform from a reliable source, she smiled as she entered the soundproof room, Carrie was awake struggling, and looking oh so sexy as she did “Hey babe bet you thought I forgot about you huh?,” Carrie shifted her head to her shoulder as Jess approached her backside,” Let me the fuck go you sick fucking bitch!!” Jess slapped her harshly on the face,. Then smiling she held a ball gag up in her left hand” That’s no way for a sex slave to talk to her new owner” Before Carrie could so much as whimper Jess squeezed her cheeks apart and pushed the gag into her mouth, then quickly and tightly secured it behind her head. The sight of Carrie naked, helpless, and gagged brought heat to Jess’ pussy,” This is the way it’s going to be from now on. See I like kinky sex, and until you can learn to be a good little sex slave for me and not say such disrespectful things,.. Jess smiled as she untied the sash of the robe.., I think I’ll keep you gagged. That way I don‘t have to listen to you trying to tell me No or That you don‘t like it”,.

Jess let the robe she’d been wearing slip to the floor, Carrie screamed behind the gag as Jess moved to her front. The strap on she wore was over eight inches long and its girth almost two,”…don’t look away Carrie I bought this just for you,” Carrie’s eyes flowed with tears as Jess held the dildo and slapped it across her face. Jess felt her own juices flowing as she described the inner dildo and all the fun she was going to be having with her new little sex slave. Carrie could only cry as Jess leaned over her. Her tits pushed against her bare skin making her mumble behind the ball gag even more,”I’m gonna use you how I want to ,whenever I want to, and exactly like I’ve fantasized about, and there’s nothing you can do to stop me now”, Carrie was revulsed as Jess’ right hand slid between her legs, two fingers forced their way to her clit,” I’ll bet your little pussy is so tight and yummy….”, her tears fell as Jess squeezed her clit tightly,”I’m gonna enjoy this so much……..”. Not wanting this to happen Carrie managed through sheer will alone to twist and pull herself from her tormentors fingers. Jess’ left hand fell in a sharp brutal slap to Carrie’s bottom leaving a red handprint behind,” that’s about enough of that shit bitch!!, now stop trying to fight this…I thought you’d understand that you really don‘t have a fucking choice…,” Carries tears continued to fall as she screamed “ No” behind the rubber ball gag. Jess stood and tightened and repositioned the straps assuring that no movement was possible for her new toy, it was over half an hour latter but well worth it she thought. She stared at Carrie the entire time while setting up the digital camcorder,”O.K. babe I guess I have to explain why you’re here….since you are to stupid to understand….,”.

Jess turned the camera to record,” Jess’ personal log, ‘Today I abducted this fine piece of ass that’s on this mattress behind me….,”turning, Jess patted Carries left buttock,”….she’s here to help me live out my every sexual fantasy I‘ve ever had no matter how sick it may be, she‘s my sex slave now!!!! ”,”MMMMUUUUUMMMM!!!!!!!,” Jess laughed at her slave’s feeble attempt to deny her ,”from what I gather she’s never been with a woman before….”,Jess looked at Carries face, tears welled in the girls eyes, this only made Jess grin more,” I think I can fix that though ,so I’ll be teaching her how to be a good little sex slave for a hot and horny lesbian like myself..,” Jess bent down beyond the cameras range then back up smiling and holding a bottle of lubricant up to the camera,”… well babe,…..it looks like you’re about to be used like nothing more than a toy…..,”Carrie screamed into the gag as Jess applied lube to the dildo she wore,” it’s no use fighting or screaming you can‘t stop me…,” Jess knelt behind her rubbing the dildo lightly against her pussy lips,” UUUMMUUUM !!!!!,”,“ Like I said, you cant stop me no matter what I want to do. No matter what fantasies’ I want to finally live out. “, Grinning she then pulled back and brought both hands to Carries ass cheeks and gripped them tightly and lowered her mouth to her pussy and laughed,” lets have a little taste of this sweet fucking pussy finally..”, She pushed her tongue deeply into her sex slave. Carrie squealed and tried pulling away but the straps allowed little movement. It had been awhile since Jess had tasted something so sweet, pulling clear she licked the juices from her lips and patted Carrie’s bottom,” Not pulling away now are you Carrie?, I knew you would taste fucking good baby….,” Carrie was screaming behind the ball gag as Jess once again gripped her ass cheeks roughly spread them and pushed her tongue back into her pussy.

Every time Carrie tried moving away Jess would dig her fingers into the straps and pull her back onto to her mouth, nearly twenty minutes later, Jess removed her lips , she had already cum five or six times. Her voice slurred as if on a drug,” Goddamn Carrie your little pussy is so fucking yummy…,”she squeezed the girls ass cheeks even harder,” MMMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!!!!,” Jess smiled as Carrie wiggled her bottom trying to pull away , she just ignored the girls pleas and looked into the camera and licked the juices from her lips, ”So where was I, …..oh yeah !….”, Jess released a hand slapping Carrie’s ass ,..Teaching my new little sex slave how to satisfy her lesbian mistress’ desires,” Jess ran her hand along Carrie’s back down to her shoulders. The way she had secured her slave was simple yet pleasing to the eye, two thick leather belts held Carrie’s legs bent, it circled her ankles and looped at mid thigh. The locks were her own addition, her wrists were firmly cuffed and locked securely to a 360 degree bearing attached to one of the many rings sunk into the floor, the versatility of her slaves current bondage was that Jess could easily flip Carrie to her back allowing a lot more versatility as she used her. Letting her hands trail along the sides of her slave she cupped the girls breasts,” UUUMMUUMHHHHHHH! Jess smiled and turned her attention to the camera,” This is the first phase of creating a sex slave, and to me the most exciting. “Rape“. Upon hearing this Carries struggles intensified as she screamed into the gag,” UMMMGGGHHUUNNNHH!!”, Jess smiled then continued, If nothing else, a sex slave must be taught what they’re for………,” Jess released her captive’s tits, the girls sobs could be heard behind the ball gag as Jess retrieved the lubricant by the side of the mattress . Moving to her slave’s ankles she attached the cuffs to rings bolted to the basement floor, other ropes and straps guaranteed that the girl would remain in a facedown position .

”O.K Carrie what all this means is that I’m going to rape you again and again, and train you to become my sex slave, basically a fucktoy !” she chuckled “I cant expect you to like it, but I‘m alright with the idea and that‘s all that really matters..,” kneeling behind her Jess drizzled the lube between her ass cheeks,” I’ll be eating your yummy little pussy some more later,…I think right now though ,that it needs to be stuffed by some fat rubber cock ,….then your ass,…Or maybe your ass first, then your pussy?,….”, she grinned ,and fisted her dildo with the lube, “…I’m going to do them both eventually .“,Carrie screamed in rage behind the gag as Jess pushed the strap ons bulbous head between her pussy lips forcing it in over an inch deep,” NNNNNUUUGGHHUUGH!!!!!,” as Carries tears ran down her cheeks, Jess laughed and slapped her ass cheek, “ stop crying and just get used to it baby, just learn to accept it. …,” Carries eyes welled with tears as Jess forced the dildo over half way in,”UUUMMMMUUNGGG!!!!,” Jess closed her eyes, placed her palms on her slaves ass cheeks, spread her fingers wide squeezing tightly, then slowly pumped to and fro” Yeeaahh there’s ah good girl , you know you want this..” Carrie struggled against the bondage, but to no avail, Jess was in complete control of the rhythm, “UMMMUGGGHHNNN!!!”’, Jess squeezed her slaves ass cheeks tighter,” … you sure you want it all baby?…”.The camera caught her eyebrow arch and the evil smile on her face as she pushed against Carries bottom steadily sinking the strap on deeper till her tummy was bumping against Carries ass cheeks “ NNNNUUUUHHHHGGGGUUHH!!!,”.

Carrie could only cry as Jess raped her ,”…FUCK YESSSS, …OOHHH BABY THAT FEELS SO GOOD…,”her pace increased as she fucked her slave,”…YOUR PUSSY IS SO TIGHT,….”Jess let a string of spit fall from her mouth too her slaves anus brought her thumb to the puckered orifice and trailed circles along the rim then leaned and whispered into Carries ear ”….Good toy..,” she listened to the girl’s pathetic cries as she forced it in,” …shut the fuck up and take it Slut,… you belong to me now ,” . With Carries bottom held in a bowling ball grip Jess pumped harder with the strap on, she forced her slave into a quicker rhythm until the dildo was a blur between their bodies,”….Ohhhhhh fucking GOD yes!!!.., you know your loving it..”, Carries eyes widened as Jess’ free hand fell in a stinging slap to her bottom,” UUUMMMUUMMGHH!!!” ,“Good Toy!!!!“ Jess looked down at her slaves face as she slowed her pace; she had cum another four times in the last twenty minutes, her slaves tears ran down her face mixing with the mascara ,only making Jess hotter,”…are you enjoying the ride as much as I am slave, huh?..”,Carries muffled cries went no further then the room allowed, Jess pulled the strap on from her slaves pussy and her thumb from her anus, then patted her bottom,” That was so fucking good baby, I knew you would like it, now how’s about I make you a little more comfortable”.

Jess released the thigh straps one at a time, and as she had already guessed, Carrie fought, but in the end her strength won out. She straightened her slave’s legs and excitedly bound them together., she pushed a vinyl cushion beneath her belly then secured the ankle cuffs firmly to the hook in the basement floor. And tightened the rope Moving the camera onto a tripod she looked at her slaves ass,” ..So babe I hope you ’re ready for more, because I know I am..,” she looked into the camera,” As already stated your sex slave must be repeatedly raped. I will usually keep my slave tied and gagged for the first couple of months of use, it all depends on their resilience…,” Carrie screamed and cried behind the gag as Jess straddled her upper thighs and palmed her ass cheeks and squeezed ,”..Alright babe it’s about time I finally fuck this hot piece of ass!”” Carrie screamed even harder behind the gag and twisted her bottom aside trying to resist her touch, Jess freed her grip and slapped her slave’s bottom roughly,” Knock that shit off slut!… I told you before that you need to be a good little sex slave.”, Jess proceeded to slap Carrie for the next ten minutes until both cheeks were rosy pink, Carries tears streamed down her face and her sobs echoed in the room as Jessica trailed her fingernails on the reddened flesh,” I’ve been wanting to fuck this ass ever since the first time we met,” She was absolutely powerless as Jess poured lube between her ass cheeks,” always walking around the office in your hot little skirts and your spandex leggings, oh yeah!!!!!! …and now it‘s mine to use how I want.” her cries intensified as Jess pushed a finger deeply into her anus “just learn to be a good little toy for me, now get loosened up and ready like a good little fuck slut,” Carrie squealed and tried to twist away as Jess pumped her finger in then out , then she pulled it free to slap her ass and turn to the camera.

” My own personal preference for using a sex slaves ass is immobilization…. ,”. Standing, she crossed the room and returned with a black canvas sack,” when a sex slave is properly restrained ,it leaves you the pleasure of using them exactly how you want,” Jess bent to Carries face and laughed ,”This is the part where I get to live out my fantasy about fucking your ass and using it as my own personal toy…,’ Carries muffled cries excited Jess to no end as she ran the five inch wide leather belt through carabineers sunk into the basement floor on either side of the mattress, once secured it held Carries ass stationary. Stretched from front to back Carries ass protruded into the air, Jess pulled a plastic syringe from the sack,” if you want to lube your toys ass up, its really up to your own personal discretion,” Retrieving a bottle of lubricant Jess smiled for the camera,” Injections the best way by far,”, turning the plastic bottle up she unscrewed the cap leaving the foil, next she pushed the plastic tip of the syringe through. Turning it upright she pulled the plunger filling the chamber,” Now it’s just us baby…”” UUUUNHHHHUUUHHH!” Jess chuckled as her slave screamed,” ..time to lube you up and use you up..”, she deftly pushed the tip of the syringe into her slaves anus, pushing the plunger down till lube seeped from around the edges. Jess straddled her thighs letting the strap on lay between her butt cheeks, slowly rubbing it in the pool of lube”…O.k. babe, now I’m going to use you how I’ve wanted to for the past six months..”, Carrie screamed behind the gag as Jess bent the dildos bulbous head and pressed it hard against her anus,” ….I‘m going to love this so fucking much…”, struggling helplessly against the bondage Carrie screamed as Jess forced the strapons bulbous head past her rim ,” UUUMMMUUMMPPPHH!!!”.

Jess purred with pleasure as she pushed the strap on deeper into her new slaves ass,” That’s great Carrie, …..relax and just take it all like a good little fuck toy..”, “MMMMGGHHHPPPUUMM!!!!“, Jess smiled,”…I think you misunderstand the definition of fuck toy now stop resisting and take my cock!!” she gripped her slaves ass cheeks, spreading them as she gyrated her hips sinking the dildo deeper till her inner thighs rested against Carries bottom,” Oh my God this feels so fucking good,….oh yeah..,” Carries screams echoed as Jess pumped slowly in and out of her , reaching to the harness she turned the inner vibrator to on sending shockwaves of pleasure to her pussy as she increased her pace,” Oh fuck yes!, yes, yeah, your ass feels so good, fuuucckk…..,”Jess’ pelvis slapped against her slaves bottom,“ There’s a good little toy” Carries head rocked violently against the vinyl mattress as Jess’ hips pumped frantically against her,” UMMMGGHHUUUGHHH!!,” Jess pushed her slaves head into the mattress with one hand and tightened her grip on her slaves buttock with the other,”…this is so fucking good babe, so tight ,yeah. Just fucking take it!!!!”, she came hard for what seemed like the hundredth time,” OOOOOOHHHH!!!!”, Jess looked at her slaves tear stained face and continued her assault ,” oh God babe…this is even better than I thought it would be, you were made for ass fucking, yeah, …uunnhh, …yeah, oh……. it feels so fucking good…,” Jess pushed all the way in grunting with animalistic pleasure as she orgasmed hard. Carrie could only cry as the woman crushed her weight against her pushing the strap on as deep as it would go,” Oh my fucking God Carrie you are going to blow the stockings off my friends when I let them use you…”,”OOOHHHUUUMMPHHH!!!”, Carrie struggled in vain, Jess merely smiled, patted her slaves ass cheek and pumped slowly, a look of triumph on her face ,” Oh yeah babe you can forget all about men….,you‘re for lesbian use only from now on, and when my friends watch this they’re their going to want try you out”, turning to the camera Jess smiled,” …..And that, is the first phase of creating the ideal sex slave, now, it will take a few sessions of rape to make them realize that its not going to stop, but that’s the fun part…”, pulling free and turning, Jess picked up the syringe and refilled it ,and looked directly into the camera,”… the real fun part.”, Carries ordeal began all over again. Hours later Jess closed the door, she’d left Carrie tied facedown covered in sweat, lube and tears, she smiled as she moved on wobbly legs, it was even better than she thought it would be. When she’d released the ball gag Carries tune had changed considerably , instead of demanding her release, she begged to be let go,” I wont tell anyone please…”, Jess laughed and said she knew she wouldn’t. Gagged her again ,then fucked her sweet ass some more, she had cum so many times that she had lost count, locking the door to the basement she leaned against it and smiled, her hand trailed to her thoroughly drenched pussy ,her girlfriends would be by tonight for dinner, and to help train her sex slave, her hand slowly withdrew, so little time and so much to do before the four of them showed up.

As usual Simone and Kylie were in the corner making out,” Hey girls save some of that sweet stuff for latter…,” Jess smiled and finished putting the leftovers away,”…its not everyday all five of us get to do what were about to..,” her words trailed off as her eyes fell to the basement door. Kylie grinned,” That’s true…..,we should give our meal awhile to settle” Simone smiled and added,” Which one, the one we just ate, or the one were about to..”, Kylie smiled at Simone;s reply,” …..you know what I meant Sim,” Gina had crossed the kitchen to join her friends for a drink,” I suggest we toast Jess for her generosity and willingness to share,” all five women clinked their glasses together ,” I brought the vinyl play suit and some extra goodies as well …”, Becca added, Jess smiled and thanked her, she remembered the last time they had all been together ,Becca had forced her slave to wear it, cutouts and zippers provided easy access , and the straitjacket ran lower on the stomach keeping her slaves arms down and to her sides allowing multiple hands to touch and hold her, as well a lot more variety of positions as all five of them used her as they pleased, Jess imagined Carrie in the outfit and nearly came. Snapping too, Jess smiled and unlocked the basement door,” Lets go have some fun ladies!” Jess had agreed that they would draw numbers to see in which order they would go, Gina got firsts, Jess got seconds, Becky thirds, and as usual Sim and Kylie wanted their turn together, opening the door Jess approached Carrie, earlier she had drugged her, then washed, shaven and prepared her for the nights festivities, she was face up, wrists held snuggly in the padded leather cuffs spread above her head, her ankles were held in a matching set.

The women crowded around her and started touching her before she was even fully awake, commenting on Her body, Her mouth, Her pussy, Her ass. Carrie started coming to as Gina pinched her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers,” Please stop…let me go please,” Jess laughed out loud,” Gag her if you want.,” Gina turned in response and smiled at her,” Oh no…I think Carrie and I will get along well without one for the time being…,” Gina released her nipples and slowly removed her panties,”…besides,. Why waste that pretty little mouth of hers?” Carrie sensing the woman’s intentions tried twisting her head aside as Gina straddled it.” NNNOOOUUUMMMPPPHHH!!!!!!…”. Gina pushed her pussy to the girls mouth, Carrie fought harder, moments later Gina rose and slapped her roughly across the face,” You’re gonna do what I want bitch whether you like it or not, Becky get the O Ring you brought, I think this little slut needs to be taught how to eat pussy!”, Becky handed the device over and Gina quickly inserted it, “NOOOOOHHHHGGGHHHH!!!!!….” Carries tears streamed down her face as Gina forcefully grabbed the sides of her head and straddled her face pushing her pussy tight to her mouth,” Now stick your fucking tongue out and lick my pussy like a good little lez slut.” Gina growing impatient reached back and pinched the girl’s nipple roughly,” I said lick!.,” OOOPPPHHH!” Gina smiled as she felt the girls tongue slowly push in,” that’s a good girl, see, do as you’re told and I won’t have to hurt you…”, Carrie was sickened as she tasted the woman’s pussy, but she obediently did as instructed,” Oh fuck yes…, come on slut lick faster, now twirl it around .That’s right.., yeah that’s a good girl,“.

Gina’s climax took a while to build, pinching the girls nostrils she ground her pussy onto her face and came hard, Carrie tried twisting her head aside but Gina firmly pushed her cunt harder to her mouth, and held her head clenched tightly between her thighs,” OOHH FUCK YES!!!!!!!!! Reaching back she pinched Carries nipple,” DID I SAY STOP!!…….KEEP LICKING ME SLUT!”, removing her hand she fondled the abused tit,“ Get used to the taste …., you’ll be eating pussy all night”, Carries tears flowed as Gina gyrated her hips on her face. Juices filled her mouth making her gag,” OOOGHHPPPHH! Kneeling, Gina shifted off the girls face,” see how yummy pussy is slut?” Jess and the other women watched as Gina slowly released the o ring,” Our friend Jess said we could play with you ,so if you have a difference of opinion…….well I guess that’s too fucking bad,” she pulled the ring free. Carrie chocked back her tears and wailed,” WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME!!!!!!!…PLEASE STOP!!!!”, Gina laughed .Then slapped Carrie in the face and turning she looked at Jess,” I’ll take that Ball Gag about now”, “ NOOOO…..MMMMPPPHHHH!!!”, Carries tears flowed as Gina pinched her mouth wide and secured the gag. Jess looked to her friend and smiled,” You wanna fuck her ass?” Gina grinned, lay between Carries legs and palmed her tits ,squeezing tightly,” Ohhh…. I don’t know, you girls decide for me, while I put on Thunder.” Carrie fought as Gina crawled free and disappeared into the background,” OOOHHHHHHOOORRRR!!!!” Jess looked at Carrie and smiled, “Oh no baby ,there’s going to be lot’s more,. my friends all want a chance to play with my new fuck toy.”.

Carrie could only cry as the women tightened her bonds, two women at the front ,and Jess attaching a bar between the ankle cuffs, She had been left laying on her back, the spreader bar now insured her thighs would stay wide open. Gina had reappeared wearing a monstrous strap on,” Well alright pussy it is….”, Carrie could only whimper as the woman knelt between her out stretched legs and poured lube into her hand and brought it to her pussy slowly rubbing it in,” I’m going to use you so hard.“’ Gina stood, poured lube on the dildo, fisted it then pushed herself between her thighs, one hand came to rest on her tit the other guiding the strap on between her pussy lips,”UUMMMUNNGGHH!!!!,” Gina smiled, released the girls tit and slapped her roughly across her face,” Shut the fuck up!!..“ Carries muffled cries filled the room as Gina palmed her tit and squeezed ,“You’re gonna get fucked and used like a slave should be ,so get used to it…”, Gina drove the cock in with one thrust, Carries screams behind the gag intensified as Gina’s hips pumped harshly against her,” Ohhh!!!!! “ Gina smiled as she pounded the strap on in and out of the girl beneath her ,her tears streamed down the sides of her face, drool ran from behind the ball gag ,the girl was definitely a site,” What’s the matter slut ?” Gina released the girls tit and slid her hand beneath to cup an ass cheek roughly,” You not liking the ride, she grinned…I’m liking the ride! yeah there’s a good little toy!” Carries tears and screams behind the gag only enflamed Gina on as she slid her other hand beneath the bound girl and soon held both cheeks tightly in her grip,” UUMMMPPHHHUMMM!!!!!”, Gina pumped slowly her body crushing the smaller girl into the mattress, every time she pumped in she would squeeze the girls ass cheeks,” There’s ah good little slut….,oh this feels so good baby…”.

Carrie listened to the other women talking and laughing as the Gina raped her in front of them,” She loves it in her ass, it’s a nice tight ride ….”, she recognized Jess’ voice immediately, then another, “Good, I cant wait to fuck it…“,Gina forced her eyes straight and ran her tongue around her lips seductively ,”do you have a nice tight little ass that likes to be fucked?”, Gina continued pumping and squeezing the girls cheeks,” this sweet ass feels like it was made for fucking to me, yeah this is going to be fun…,” Gina pumped the dildo harder till Carries head rocked against the mattress , laughing Gina pulled free and stood. Carrie tried to fight but it was to no avail as all five women flipped her over ,removed the spreader bar , and bound her legs together. Soon she lay bound in much the same way as Jess had bound her for her first ass fucking, Jess watched as Gina straddled Carries bottom and couldn’t help but rub her pussy as her friend pushed the dildo slowly into her slaves anus, “NNNNGGGGHHHHHHUUUHHHH!!!,“ when Gina had sunk it all the way in she stopped, patted Carries bum and smiled ,” Good toy…,” and her ride began, Gina was brutal her hips pumped frantically against the girls bottom and in the full wave of an orgasm she slapped the girls ass and laughed, then continued to slap it as she raped her. Carrie could only lay sobbing as the woman finally stopped and pulled the strap on from her anus ,” That was fucking awesome Jess….,I wish she was going to be my sex slave..,” Jess approached and patted Carries ass,” I told you it was a sweet ride…, Gina smiled then kissed Jess hard and deep,” This is going to be so fucking great teaching her to be your toy.”, Jess smiled .”yeah I know..”. when all the women left the room Carrie knew they would eventually return, and could only tremble and cry with realization of what was happening, and what would be happening still yet to come.

Jess and Rebecca poured the drinks, as Gina , Simone and Kylie were resting in the sauna ,“You know Becca I wouldn’t mind you taking your turn next if you want??….” Jess smiled and kissed Becca lustfully,” Really ..”,Becca returned the kiss sliding her tongue over Jess’ “ I’m quite anxious to train her to be your slave….and I must say she has an incredible looking ass, which I wouldn’t mind using hard..”, Jess smiled, she knew what Becca was into, but she had to admit, she’d never hurt a slave, ” Do whatever you want, its not like she‘s going to be able to stop you“. Carries cries behind the ball gag intensified as Jessica and another woman entered the basement Jess approached her smiling “I still cant believe you’re my sex slave now Carrie“’,”MMMMMMPPPUUUUMMMNNUUPHH’, Jess smiled and patted her bottom,” Are you enjoying all of this Carrie..?, huh?, because I know I am so far,…And you can‘t do anything to stop me…”, Carrie’s scream’s only turned Becca on as she crossed the room and brought out a large black duffle bag from the corner. Laying it in front of Carries face, she emptied its contents as Jess fondled the girls ass. Becca and Jess had been on again off again lovers, and she noticed the evil smile on her friends face as she squeezed the girls cheeks tightly. She smiled as she removed the vinyl play suit,” You did say hard right?..?”, any hope Carrie had fell as Jess removed her hands and stood ,”Can I watch?”, “ I wouldn’t have it any other way”, Becca chuckled. In short order the women had unbound Carrie, put her in the playsuit, and now were making sure her arms were firmly bound to her sides,.

Carrie could only imagine the tortures that she would be subjected to as the women forced her face down, placed a wedged shape cushion beneath her hips, and tightened the belt through the carabineer ‘s in the floor, she tried one last time to fight against the abuse’s being committed against her but she was helpless to stop them. Carrie cried as the women forced her legs apart in an obscene split. Foam cushions with suction cups were placed beneath her thighs, knees and ankles , straps running through them ensured that she would not move. When the women had finally finished she was sobbing behind the gag, the vinyl suit was tight restricting even her breath, if not for all her years in dance school her legs would be cramping up from being placed in the position in which they were, her cries fell on deaf ears as Jess bent and grabbed the back of her head in her left hand ,and gripped her face with her right forcing their eyes to meet ,she smiled and licked her lips,” I’m gonna enjoy watching Becca play with you..”, she tried turning her head away, resisting ,but at this point Jess only smiled,” you cant stop this from happening so just get used to it, I told you your for lesbian use only from now on”. Never one to hesitate ,Becca pulled the paddle from her pile of sex toys and smacked it twice on Carries bottom,” SSSOOOPPP!!!OOOHHHOORRRROOOPPPmmpphhh”, Carries cries were cut short as Jess slapped her face. Looking to Becca she grinned,” I think this little toy‘s ready to be played with..”. Becca smiled as Jess went to the corner sat in a chair ,spread her legs wide and started masturbating.

Becca let her gaze travel over the young woman’s body, it had been a while since she’d had such a girl as the one bound beneath her, soft flesh ready for a little punishment. When the paddle hit the tender flesh of her butt Carrie screamed behind the ball gag,” UUUMMMMUUUMMMPPPPHHHHH!!!!!”, Becca smiled and brought it down again even harder,” OOOOHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”, smiling she unzipped the crotch of the play suit exposing Carries pussy and ass,” I know you don’t like what’s being done to you Carrie but you better get used to it….,cause it’s not going to stop”, Becca rubbed her fingers up from Carries pussy too her anus before pushing a lube covered one into the girl ,” UUUMMMGGGHHUUUGHHHH!!!!,”,” Yeaahhhh……,you just need to understand what you are now………”, Becca pumped her finger slowly in and out of the bound girl , her own pussy growing wetter by the second,” you’re ah little FUCK TOY, a SEX SLAVE, nothing more than a piece of meat….,”.The paddle fell once again to Carries ass cheek,” MMMPPPHHHHUUUUMMM!!!!”, withdrawing her finger Becca looked over at Jess as she played with her pussy, she looked lost in ecstasy masturbating while she watched,” Alright Carrie, Jess keeps telling me how amazing your ass is, I guess it’s about time for me to find out personally,” Carrie felt confusion as the woman loosened her gag and immediately took advantage, “Please stop, why are you doing this to me?, please let me go, I don’t want to do this anymore more, please!!!!!!!!”, Becca’s curt reply chilled Carrie’s soul,” Scream again and I will beat the living shit out of you…”’, Carrie wailed,” STOP THIS PLEASE!!!!!”, she regretted doing so as Becca punched her savagely in the side,”…I said shut up and be a good little toy….”.

Carrie cried but tried to stay silent as Becca lowered her face to her bottom and licked her ass cheeks one after the other and then pulled away,” …I always love raping sluts like you who aren’t lesbian or even bi…, it makes me so fucking hot…”, Carrie could only whimper as Becca palmed her ass cheeks ,lowered her face, and pushed her tongue to her anus,” please stop……I don‘t like this”, Becca once again punched Carries side and pulled her face free,” I said shut the fuck up..”, Becca pushed her face back between her ass cheeks drilling her tongue deep, the girls cries and whimpers only brought more heat to her own pussy,” SLURP….,there we go baby, let me make you feel good, I’m gonna rim you up real nice…”, Carries tears streamed down her cheeks as the woman’s tongue violated her anus,”….now tell me you want a good ass fucking like a good little toy”, Carrie could barely see through her tears,” PU..,PU..,Please stop,..I,I don’t want this please….”, Becca smiled,” I’ve told you once cunt that it really is of no concern to myself or the other girls what you want, you’re a sex toy now, and like any other toy you do not get to choose who plays with you, Now tell me you want ass fucked or I can keep hurting you…..”. Carries tears streamed down her face as the realization struck that this woman really would hurt her if she kept refusing,” PPPUUH…”,Carries lips trembled as Becca grinned and patted her ass,” come on baby just say it..” Becca purred as Carrie let loose a giant sob,” Ppplease fffuck me in ttthe ass!!!!..”, Jess came incredibly hard as Carrie said the words. She watched as the girl lay crying afterwards and found herself so aroused that she started masturbating again.

Becca merely took hold of the paddle once again and brought it swiftly down with a resounding slap to Carries ass cheek ,” knock the crying off slave, or I’ll give you something to cry about….”, Carrie could only hang her head and submit, Becca set the paddle to the side, then retrieved a tube of lubricant,” Thank you so much for this Jess,” her friend smiled, looked Carrie in the eyes and laughed,” I think she forgot to say ……like a good little toy.” Becca caught her friends look and slapped her hand to Carries ass cheek ,”you know…., she’s right, now say you want me to fuck you in the ass like a good little toy”, Carrie beaten and abused could only cry as she mumbled the words,” ppppu….please fffffuck mmy ass like ahhggghh go..good to.………….., she broke down in tears ”Becca smiled she had waited long enough, slapping the girls ass she reached to her side and retrieved the ball gag,” Yeah,…, I know, you want it in the ass like a good little toy“. And with that Carrie closed her eyes in shame.

Simone and Gina lay resting in the sauna as Kylie went to fetch drinks from the main house, earlier in the evening Gina had yet once again mentioned the idea of a having sex with Kylie. For her part Simone had warmed to the idea, but Kylie had been disgusted,” I’m sorry Sim but Gina’s just not my type..”, so even after all this time Gina had still persisted,” You know Simone I still have some of those pills we used on that girl at the beach….”, Sim looked to the house, Kylie was still fixing drinks as she turned back to Gina,” Yeah but I wasn’t dating the slut at the beach…”,she left it up in the air and turned her gaze to the house , the more she thought about it the wetter she got, “…….you know that if we do this you never get to tell anyone,…right?…”, Gina flashed a smile,” But of course.”. Inside Gina was excited and nervous, after all this time she couldn’t believe that Simone was going to go along with it. When Kylie had returned with the drinks Simone asked her to go to the house again for her cigarettes , while she ran to the house on yet another errand Gina slipped two of the pills into her drink, Sim turned and looked her in the eyes ,” I’m serious Gina no ever knows about this. Especially Kylie….”, she let her words hang with clear intention ,Gina knew what Simone was capable of she’d seen her take down four guys before when they had gone to the bar.” I promise …..O.K. “, Kylie came skipping back down the path, Gina watched the young girls pert breast bounce with every move,” Here you go Sim ”,Gina smiled inwardly as the young woman took her drink and started sipping slowly ,within ten minutes Kylie’s head bobbed back and forth and if not for Gina and Sim being on either side she would have crumpled to the ground. Simone looked to Gina’s hungry eyes and nodded her approval, Gina slid her hands under Kylies bikini top and caressed the young girls nipples. Kylies face glowed with the attention of Gina’s thumb and forefinger,” How long do you figure I have?,” Simone turned to Gina and smiled,” A half hour…forty-five tops…. and no dildos, fingers and tongue only. Got it.” Gina smiled,” Thanks Sim”.

Simone moved slowly off to the lounge chair, her fingers snaking to her pussy thinking of how many times she had fantasized about watching Kylie being touched by another woman then covered herself and let her hand travel to her wet slit. Gina wasted no time getting the petite girl undressed and laid face up on a towel. Gazing upon Kylie’s body Gina ran her hands over the firm stomach up to the pert young breasts slowly fondling them,” Were going to have some fun now Kylie, just you and I.”, Sim watched and slowly fingered her self as Gina trailed her tongue from the girls ankle to her inner thigh, then to her sex. She knew what they were doing was wrong but couldn’t turn away as Gina pushed her tongue into her girlfriends pussy,” SLURRP…MMGGMM..SMACK..”, Gina savored the young pussy that she was eating and soon pulled Kylie‘s clit from between her lips” …you taste so good Kylie..”. Sim moved her finger in a faster rhythm as Gina withdrew her head from between Kylie’s legs, Her girlfriends pussy glistened from Gina’s saliva, looking to her girlfriends face Sim imagined she saw a smile upon her lips ” Oh my God Sim she tastes so sweet” . Sim could only nod her head in agreement as her first orgasm hit, Gina reached her hands up and cupped the girls tits ,” Gina’s gonna make you feel really good baby girl …” Gina slowly climbed on top of her unconscious victim, her legs pushing Kylie’s apart until her pussy pushed against the young girls mound, she started sawing her pussy against the young girl’s and soon lost herself to another orgasm..

Becca drizzled the lube emptying almost the entire bottle between Carries ass cheeks,” Are you ready for some anal action toy?..”, Carrie’s tears were the only answer that Becca needed as she squeezed the girls cheeks roughly in her hand’s, “ Well ready or not I‘m getting me some of this…”, Becca smiled when Jess got up and retrieved a digital camera and started taking snapshots. Becca looked to the camera playing it up for it, she remembered Jess’ slave album with fond memories, such lovely young women, then her mind swung back to the present. She slowly squeezed Carries ass cheek aside and pushed the fat rubber cock against the girls anus,” Stop trying to squeeze your cheeks together baby…”, the dildo’s bulbous head slowly pushed into the girls puckered rim, Carrie felt the woman’s hand dig harder into her buttock as she pushed the dildo even deeper,” UUNNGHH!!UHHH!!,” Becca laughed out loud as the girl tried telling her no ,she released her left hand and brought it down in a crashing splat to the already abused buttock,” do you really think I’m going to stop?,…,just shut the fuck up take it and let me enjoy the ride…”Carries sobs only brought laughter from Jess as she continued taking pictures, turning her gaze to Becca she smiled and said, “show her what real ass fucking’s all about”, Becca slowly rocked her hips forward,” UUUMMMPPPHHHUUMMM!!!, Jess soon abandoned the camera and traded it for her camcorder. Carries position left her looking as if she were a cheerleader doing some weird porn with her legs in a split formation, it left her ass wide and open for abuse, Jess smiled as Becca raped Carries ass, after all she was now her slave ,a fucktoy, whatever she wanted from now on, it mattered little if Carrie liked it or not. Carrie….she never cared for the name she would pick another for her slave sooner or later,… for now fucktoy worked.

Kneeling by her side Jess stretched her hands wide and gripped the girls buttocks as Becca pumped in and out and pushed her slaves bottom towards the dildo even more,” Good Fucktoy!!!”, Carrie could only cry as Jess locked eyes with her and smiled,” whatever I want whenever I want”. Becca was impressed, the girls ass was amazingly tight still, she came again as Jess pushed the girl back towards her,” YEAH…THAT’S A GOOD GIRL!!!..” her pumping hips drove the strap-on deeper and deeper as she increased her pace. Carrie cried and felt close to passing out from the pain running through her body, her screams behind the gag only enflamed the women on as they raped her, it must have been apparent to them as Jess eventually released her grip on her buttocks and untied the strap around her waist releasing the pressure on her hips, Carrie took the chance and managed to pull herself away from the dildo at least a good three inches ,SMACK!!!, she felt the blow to her bottom as Becca wrapped her hands around her thighs pulling her back onto the monstrous dildo,” No baby get back on, I’m not done playing with this sweet ass….”, Jess smiled as her slaves tears fell to the vinyl mattress, she went to the duffle bag and pulled her own strap-on from it and soon had it cinched tightly around her hips,” Hey Becca mind if I join you?….” Becca merely smiled and pulled her dildo from the girls anus,” ..why not ,the more the merrier right?….and she is your sex slave”, Carrie could barely move as the restraints were released from her body, soon Jess slid beneath her and slowly pushed her cock into her pussy, when she had it completely in she reached her hands around to rest on the girls cheeks gripping them tightly and spreading them,” …I think this sluts ass needs your cock back in it Becca…”’ Carrie could only scream behind the gag as the woman pushed the dildo back into her anus and started humping away,” what a hot little fuck slave you have here Jess..ohh yeah good toy just take it and learn to love it!!!!….”, Jess looked directly into Carries eyes as she and Becca raped both her holes, tears flowed and ran down her cheeks, she removed a hand and wrapped it in the girls hair pulling her face near and to the side she ran her tongue up along her neck and to her ear and just before she came again ,she whispered into her slaves ear,” welcome to your new life Fuck Toy….”, then reaching back she patted her ass and continued her assault. Almost four hours later Carrie was left once again in a puddle of lube, tears, and sweat, Jess and Becca had both squeezed their cocks into her anus at one point making her pass out from the pain, she lay crying at the abuses heaped upon her. As they left the room, Jess turned and winked at her,” Get some rest Fucktoy ..your gonna need it…” Carrie struggled in her bounds even more.

Sim watched as Gina walked away, she seemed very content with herself and what she had done to Kylie, turning to her unconscious girlfriend she nudged her with her foot, “ you may as well stop pretending I know your awake Ky….”, the young girl sat up and smiled, “ did you enjoy the show Sim?…I’m sorry for giving you and Gina such a hard time before, but I really wanted it to seem like rape,…and it really turned me on and I have to admit I came bucket’s..” Sim smiled, this was the reason she loved Kylie so much she was just as perverted as she was,” Well while you were living out your fantasie Jess texted that we can use her slave tomorrow…evidently she and Becca were a bit rough on the poor little thing tonight….” Kylie pushed her fingers to her pussy and and grinned,” Not as rough as we are going to be I hope?….” Sim watched as her girlfreind masturbated in front of her and chuckled,” no I think you and I can break her In to all sorts of fun and games that she’s never tried before..”.

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Danielle and Hailey already issue a bet. Will Melanie and Chris be able to resist?

That morning, I woke up with a kiss from each girl. I could only smirk when I noticed a slight dried cum spot on Melanie’s cheek from her night time maneuver. Hailey spotted it and teasingly licked it off her face before giving me a knowing grin. I guess she really had let Melanie crawl through her legs last night.

Everybody made their breakfasts, and we caught some game shows on television. Danielle browsed the internet looking for jobs in our new city, and called out ones that sounded interesting for any of us.

Still, this was our first full day in the new place, and the urgency to be productive wasn’t really there yet. I flopped onto the couch and Melanie was quick to snuggle up close to me. She little spooned me, and playfully pushed her butt back into my crotch from time to time. A few minutes later, Danielle called out a job that caught Hailey’s attention, and the two of them talked about things over at the computer.

“Why don’t we go check it out?” Danielle suggested, and Hailey nodded. The two of them were already dressed and made their way to the door. They looked at each other, and then Hailey nodded with a smile.

“Alright you two, don’t rush to join us or anything” Hailey teased. “Seriously though, don’t worry about it. But, we’re going to play a game. If neither of you has cum by the time we get back, we will make things very worth your while. Especially you, Melanie.”

“Can we trust them?” Danielle chuckled, looking at the two of us huddled on the couch together.

“I’ll figure it out” Hailey grinned. “I can always tell when that one has recently shot his load, and when that girl is sexually frustrated.”

“Excellent” Danielle grinned playfully. “Ta ta, you two. Do whatever you want.”

The two of them disappeared out the door and Melanie turned towards me, already sighing in frustration.

“Come on, let’s just do it right away” she said. “We can fake it, right?”

“Let’s not lose the very first bet” I chuckled, and held Melanie closer. “It doesn’t mean we can’t have fun though.”

I started to kiss Melanie’s neck, and dropped my hand into her PJ bottoms. I began to gently rub her clit as I kissed and marked her neck. She was already putty in my arms, moaning and writhing around on the couch with me. After a while, her breathing increased, and she started to shake a little.

“Don’t you dare” I laughed, and pulled my hand from her shorts.

“Fuck…no…come on!” she whined. “Please, I can fool them. I know it.”

“Can’t help ya’ kid” I teased and gave her a quick kiss on the lips.

“Fine, two can play at that game” she grinned evilly and reached into my shorts. She teased my cock in her soft little hands until it stood at attention for her, and started to rub the sensitive underside.

“Yeah, you like that?” she whispered, kissing my neck. Her hands pumped my shaft and rubbed my head, making me shift every which way on the couch.

“Melanie, come on, stop” I chuckled, trying to get a way a bit. But, when I put more space between us, Melanie dropped her head down on my cock and started to suck and pump away. She was attacking with much more power than the previous night’s sneak attack, and quickly had built me to the point where I didn’t care about the bet. My eyes glazed over with lust and I squeezed her breasts against her top. I could feel myself starting to build, balls swirling with cum, as a little precum leaked into her mouth. As soon as I started to tense, Melanie backed off, popping my cock out of her mouth and pulling my shorts back over my erection.

“Are you serious?!” I said, tackling her onto the floor in frustration. I could already feel the blue balls going as I reached back into Melanie’s bottoms. Two fingers quickly found their way into her pussy, and I started to powerfully pump up against her gspot. My thumb rubbed her clit as I finger fucked her strongly.

“OH, FUCK, YES” Melanie screamed, bucking her hips up for more. “Yes, don’t fucking stop. Almost there” she squealed with delight. Then I stopped and put my fingers in her mouth.

“You are so dead” she said, jumping on top of me and starting to rub my balls. She didn’t touch my cock this time, but just swirled the already pained orbs in her fingers. I could feel myself losing control, on the verge of fucking her until we both came, but finally managed to buck her off and pin her to the ground.

“We need to truce” I said breathlessly. “Otherwise we’re either going to lose the bet, or drive each other insane.”

“Why don’t we just fuck already?” Melanie said, my strong arms keeping her body pinned.

“Because I hate losing” I laughed. “But, they did promise to make it worth it. That might mean more opportunities to do this.”

“Okay, okay, fine” she said, still regaining her composure. “Truce.”

We both climbed back onto the couch, and cuddled as we watched an afternoon football game. Not too much later, Danielle and Hailey came back through the door, finding us in a similar spot as when they left, but with very frustrated faces.

“Oh yeah, they’re clean” Hailey said, bursting out laughing. “They’re both in pain though.”

“Very good job guys” Danielle said with a smirk. “Here’s a reward for both of you” she continued, holding out a bag for Melanie.

Melanie reached in and pulled out a Victoria Secret bikini.

“That’s something everybody can enjoy” Hailey chuckled, as Melanie quickly got up to head to the bathroom and try things on. Less than a minute later, she emerged wearing a black bikini. The top was a push up, making her perky breasts look fantastic. She spun around and showed off the bottoms, which showed her great ass. My eyes never left her body, and my balls continued to ache from the teasing.

“We figured we might as well treat the bath like a hot tub sometimes” Danielle laughed. “Make you work for it a little.”

“Can we please give it a test run?” I asked, so desperate for release.

“Yeah, he definitely did not cum” Hailey laughed. “But this one teased him for sure.”

“She might have gotten teased herself” Danielle responded, noticing Melanie’s nipples sticking through her bikini top.

“Alright, early bath party it is” Hailey instructed, leading the way to the bathroom. Everyone quickly followed in.

“I forgot my bathing suit” I said playfully, quickly stripping down to nothing and heading into the bath as soon as the water was ready.

“We actually didn’t get any for ourselves either” Hailey laughed, and her and Danielle started to strip.

“Hey, I’m proud to wear mine” Hailey smiled, sitting right on my lap as water filled the tub. “We won the bet, we can fuck now, right?”

“It’s only fair” Danielle smiled, and it still felt so good to have her approval with all of this.

I admired Melanie in the bikini, but didn’t waste any time taking it off her. As soon as she was naked, Melanie sank right down on my cock.

“Fuck yes” she screamed as she impaled herself. She moved all the way up, and then sat herself all the way back down. She bounced wildly on my cock, and I knew the early teasing wasn’t going to allow me to last long.

My attention did move towards Hailey and Danielle, who were fiddling with another bag of stuff from their trip. Hailey finally got it free, and showed me a slim vibrator. She turned around and pointed to her own butt, playing charades with me until I figured out they wanted to get it inside Melanie. I nodded and grabbed a hold of her, keeping her buried on me but rising myself to sit on the edge of the tub, giving more access. Danielle and Hailey worked some lube onto the vibe and then entered the tub, with Melanie too distracted riding my cock.

Hailey came up behind Melanie and started to kiss her, turning her face towards her own. It was enough to slow down her pace, and Danielle moved in with the vibe. Melanie didn’t flinch when something touched her tiny ass, but she shouted when she dropped down on my cock, and took the vibe into her asshole.

“Oh my god what are you doing?” she asked breathlessly, no longer moving much.

“It’s weird at first but just go with it” Hailey instructed, grabbing Melanie’s hips and making her bounce again. Now, when she dropped, her pussy took my cock deep, and the vibrator stretched her ass. She couldn’t move herself anymore, and soon went limp in a full body orgasm, shaking violently on my cock. Her pussy went off in a crazy spasm around me, and her asshole puckered around the inanimate vibe. My breathing increased and before I knew it, I was building at an unstoppable rate inside her.

“Is he going to cum already?” Danielle asked, surprised by the speed.

“Oh he’s definitely cumming” Hailey grinned and cupped my balls. “Empty ’em. Don’t hold back, baby.”

I grunted as my load quickly painted Melanie’s pussy from the inside. I don’t remember the last time I came this quickly, or had such a huge load, but the teasing had certainly done the trick. I held onto Melanie’s body as Hailey worked her friend up and down my cock and the vibrator. My load was already spilling back out around my cock before I had finished unloading inside Melanie, and Danielle moved into lick the remains from my shaft, even as Melanie’s contracting pussy clung to me.

“Yes, I did get teased for a while” I said, defending myself against Danielle and Hailey’s grins.

“And, he’s down!” Hailey teased, giggling as my spent cock slipped out of Melanie’s depths, a trail of cum following down her thighs.

“Shut up!” I laughed, spanking Hailey harder than I ever have.

“Yow!” Hailey yelped and rubbed her butt. “Do it again baby” she laughed, quickly returning to her playful mode.

“How much does it suck to not be able to get it up right now?” Danielle said, joining in on the teasing, as she finally slipped the vibe out from Melanie’s ass. Melanie was the only one not teasing, but she still seemed to be in a bit of shock from cumming with both holes stuffed.

Seeming to realize they were the only two ready at the moment, Hailey and Danielle finally started to go at it. It started with groping of each other’s breasts, and then proceeded to tribbing. The gorgeous sisters rubbed their clits together, as Melanie and I watched hungrily from the edge of the tub.

“Plenty of room in my mouth” Danielle teased again. I moved towards her and spanked her butt nearly as hard as Hailey’s. I had almost forgotten how perfect Danielle’s ass was.

I made my way out of the tub and grabbed the lube. My cock was quickly coming to life from Danielle and Hailey’s display, and I rubbed some on as I watched them. Nearly as subtly as Danielle had been with Melanie earlier, I slowly moved in behind Danielle as she grinded her clit against Hailey’s. Then, I grabbed her hips, and before Danielle could turn around, my cock head was disappearing into her asshole.

“HOLY shit” Danielle screamed as I stretched her tightest entrance, then lost her breath as I started to move inside her. My hands reached around and cupped her breasts as I fucked her ass, Hailey not slowing the movements against her sister’s clit.

“Fuck her ass good” Melanie cheered from the sides as she had a great view of my cock finding its mark again and again.

“Ohhh FUCK” Danielle shrieked and started to cum from all the sensations. I nearly lost my load watching that perfect ass completely impaled on my cock, with her tiny opening contracting around my thickness. The orgasm took a good amount out of her, and her movements definitely decreased as I went back to taking her ass deep. Danielle had slowed so much that Hailey had given up on the tribbing, and started to rub her own clit quickly. You could see on her face how much she needed the release, and she pinched her own nipples as she went over the edge. Her beautiful body bounced in the water, sending waves everywhere as she came on her own fingers. Her nipples were as hard as rocks as she teased herself through the orgasm.

Melanie finally had recovered enough to come over, and made her way towards me. Her hands massaged my balls as I bounced in and out of Danielle’s ass.

“Is he getting there?” Hailey asked, coming down from her high.

“Oh yeah” Melanie purred. “I can feel him swirling. Won’t be long now.”

“Plus, who could last in that perfect ass?” Hailey added, drawing a smirk from Danielle.

They were right. A few deep thrusts later, and my seed was unleashing into Danielle’s ass. After a few pumps, I pulled myself from her depths, and shot my load up her back, and onto Hailey and Melanie’s faces. My cum sprayed all over the girls, and the load in Danielle’s ass slowly dripped.

“This bath is perfect” Danielle finally sighed, as everyone came down from their orgasms.

“We knew we were putting an offer in as soon as we saw it” I chuckled in response.

“So what job did you guys look at?” Melanie asked, as the four of us finally relaxed on the bath.

“There’s a job at a clothing store at the mall” Hailey said. “Bit of a drive, but the store discount would be pretty sweet. They have adorable clothing.”

“If that doesn’t work out, we could always use a discount at Victoria Secret” I laughed, laying back with one hand outstretched on Danielle’s firm body, and the other on Melanie’s breasts.

“He makes a good point” Danielle said, and everyone laughed.

“I guess we’re all going to have to find something pretty soon, huh?” I said. “We’re going to have to pay this place off, and Melanie has already been a life saver. Hopefully, there are some other opportunities not far from here.”

The four of us had decided to start things pretty low key. With money clearly going to be a priority, we resisted temptations to go out often, check out sporting events or shows, or buy overly expensive items. But, staying in suited all of us, with more than enough to do with each other.

It was only the second night in the house, but the arrangement had already proven to be good for everybody, beyond just the sexual stuff. Melanie and I turned on the football game that night, Hailey got dinner together, and Danielle hung with her sister, learning a few tricks. Part of the reasoning to do this arrangement was to have Melanie as a sports companion, and for Danielle and Hailey to grow closer as sisters.

“What a throw!” Melanie exclaimed, little spooning into me once again. My hands were up the front of her shirt, and she was nice enough to be braless. Of course, I couldn’t resist playing with her breasts as we watched the game, and my erection pressed against her butt nearly constantly. Honestly, it was a pretty comfortable position, and I enjoyed the closeness. I was so glad to have Melanie as part of this life.

“Just need to let that sit for about 20 or 30 minutes” Hailey said, putting a cover on a pan on the stove. “Isn’t this cozy?” she teased, walking over to the couch, and looking down at the two of us.

“You know, Hailey is the only one who hasn’t been fucked in the new place” Danielle said, coming over to join the three of us. “Poor girl even had to get herself off earlier.”

“Well somebody stopped moving” Hailey teased back and gave her sister a quick smooch.

“That needs to change!” Melanie smiled, moving out of her position and rolling me over onto my back fully. Danielle moved in and tugged off my shorts, leaving my cock with easy access for Hailey.

“Long overdue!” Hailey grinned, not even bothering to take her top off. She peeled off her bottoms and underwear, and put a leg on either side of mine. She grabbed a hold of my cock, rubbing it up and down a few times before sticking it between her lips, stretching her walls out around me. Melanie climbed up my chest, stripped off her own bottoms, and spread her legs over my face. I hooked my arms into her legs and brought her closer, licking and sucking on her clit, moving my face back and forth. Both Hailey and Melanie started up with loud moans. I couldn’t see Hailey from around Melanie’s pussy, but I felt her crashing down on me in desperation.

“Ride that cock sis” Danielle cheered on, coming over and rubbing Hailey’s clit as she bounced up and down. Danielle sucked on her sister’s breasts, paying special attention to her nipples as she rode me wildly. Still, even with all the sensations on Hailey, it was Melanie who climaxed first, experiencing one of her clitoral orgasms as I lapped between her lips. Instead of letting her rest, I slipped two fingers deep inside her and started to rub them upwards against her gspot. My tongue wildly flipped back and forth against her clit, as my fingers roughly pounded away at her gspot. Melanie started to unravel, shaking violently, legs bouncing around my face as her pussy started to leak. Her cum ran down and onto my face as she finally couldn’t take anymore, collapsing onto my chest in a heap. Now, I could watch Hailey riding me, with Danielle applying pleasure to her most sensitive spots. It happened just in time to watch Hailey cum on my cock, her beautiful breasts bouncing perfectly as her stomach contracted with her spasms. Melanie didn’t have much left in her, but she still crawled down to where the action was taking place, and started to rub my balls.

“Cum in this tight pussy” Hailey pleaded as she rode me through her orgasm.

“Flood her” Danielle chimed in. “Show her how much you missed being inside her.”

“Don’t worry, this is going to be a big one” Melanie said. She moved even lower down and popped one of my balls into her mouth, then the other, rolling her tongue around as Hailey grinded with me deep inside. I felt Danielle slip a finger against my underside vein, rubbing it lovingly every time her sister bounced upwards.

“Almost there, keep going girls” Danielle cooed, watching my face and body starting to tense up a bit. With a tight pussy around my cock, a finger gliding along the underside, and my balls in Melanie’s mouth, it was a miracle I had made it this long. I tried to hold back, but each time I tensed more, the girls just increased their efforts.

“You’re not making it another minute” Hailey teased, running her hands up and down my chest.

“Especially not with the way Melanie is going down there” Danielle chuckled, her finger with longer strokes up and down, whenever she had the room.

“Fuck, I can feel him stiffening” Hailey said with delight. “He’s gonna’ make me……make me cum again” she grunted, barely getting the last words out before her pussy went wild, spasming on me again. Two seconds later, my cum was rapidly spurting into Hailey’s depths. My hands groped Hailey’s breasts as she rode out both of our orgasms. She put her hands over mine, keeping them against her chest as we both moaned and grunted in ecstasy. Melanie didn’t stop moving her tongue around my balls until I stopped shooting into Hailey, and Danielle came over to give me a kiss as I lay there exhausted.

“Oh shit, dinner is ready” Hailey said as the timer went off. She stood up off my cock, and let Melanie lick some of the cum that dripped from her lips, before finishing the prep work on food.

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