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Thanks to his daughter’s help, Steve knows how to fix his mistake. Will it work?

Editing Reality

Book One: Naughty Fantasies Created

Chapter Seventeen: Cheerleader’s Spirituous Reward

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this.

James Davies

“Who should we have for the staff?” I asked, still feeling a little stunned by what I’d created today. I conjured Dreamgirl Delights out of nothing. Just with my pen and paper, I created this building. I furnished it with the power of my mind.

I didn’t feel like I was anything special, but I must be.

Seth grinned at me and answered, “Asuka.”

I chuckled. “Not surprised by that. Okay, Yurika.”

Seth glances at Ruri before he said, “I see we each have our own favorite shows.”

My girlfriend, Ruri, glanced at me, her head cocking, her purple eyes blinking at me. Orihime then burst out of another room, her big tits bouncing in her schoolgirl blouse, her gray tie swaying before her. “There’s an arcade! You made an arcade, James!”

“Yes, I did,” I said, grinning at her. “So, Seth, your turn.”

“How about Shion,” he said.

“Shion?” I frowned, thinking about who that would be. “She’s from that time loop series, right?”

Seth nodded. “Love that series.”

“Got it and…” I frowned. Who should I choose for the fourth host to work here? There were so many possibilities. So many delicious waifus out there to enjoy. I thought about Mio then an old favorite popped into my mind. “Chun-Li.”

“Nice,” groaned Seth.

“Guess I better get drawing,” I said. I had our employees to create.

Creatio ex nihilo.

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Steve Davies

It was so simple. It came to me what I had to do.

“Yeah, Daddy,” my daughter, Sam, gasped, kneeling before my desk. Drops of my cum ran down from the corners of her lips. She’d swallowed most of my jizz as she blew me. “I told you. Relaxing!”

“Relaxing,” I agreed, buzzing from the pleasure of my orgasm.

My daughter pushed my chair back so she could crawl out from beneath my desk. She hopped onto my lap, my computer chair creaking as my eighteen-year-old daughter seized my saliva-soaked dick. Her gray, pleated skirt swirled about her thigh as she guided my cock up between her legs. I couldn’t see, but I could feel.

My daughter wasn’t wearing any panties.

I groaned as her pussy engulfed my cock. My eyes widened at the tight embrace of her pussy. Her short, fiery hair danced about her face as more and more of her silky cunt slid down my shaft. The wonderful friction shot down to my balls. Her cunt squeezed the entire way down, making me groan.

“Ooh, yes, Daddy, I relaxed you and fixed all your problems!” she moaned, her green eyes swimming before me. She pressed her forehead against mine. “I’m so glad I could help you.”

“Yes,” I groaned as she lifted her pussy up my dick. Her tight sheath sucked at my cock’s tip. Pleasure shot down to my balls again. Then she slammed down on me. “You’re amazing, Sam.”

She beamed at me, her eyes brimming with delight.

My chair creaked as she rode me. I slid my hands up her body, stroking her through her blouse. I cupped her breasts, squeezing and kneading her little mounds, my fingers brushing her hard nipples. I massaged them, making her whimper.

Her arms went around my neck. She hugged me tight and kissed me hard. Her mouth tasted salty, but I didn’t care. I was buzzing from the height of figuring out how to fix my mistake while savoring my daughter’s cunt working up and down my dick, massaging me. Her tight cunt sucked at my cock as she slid up. My balls throbbed.

The door to my office opened. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my wife shake her head as she stood in the doorway. “I should have known you snuck in here and bothered your father.”

My daughter broke her kiss and beamed at Linda. “I was just helping Daddy relax and it worked, Mom!”

“Yes,” I groaned, my hands squeezing my daughter’s small breasts. “I figured it out. I think.”

“Oh, that’s wonderful, honey,” my wife said. She walked into the room like she often would and rubbed my shoulders from behind. “I’m so glad.”

It felt so surreal with our eighteen-year-old daughter working her twat up and down my cock and my wife massaging my shoulders. Sam’s pussy squeezed me. I throbbed in her sheath. Linda bent down and kissed me over my shoulder. I groaned, the pleasure shot through me. Then Sam joined us. It turned into an incestuous, three-way kiss. Our tongues danced together. My blood burned. Linda’s fingers dug into my shoulders as she whimpered.

Linda broke the kiss and said, “You make your father spill his jizz in your pussy. You milk every drop of his cum out of his balls, young lady.”

“Yes, Mom!” she moaned, bouncing faster and faster on me.

Her pussy was so tight and hot. Her pussy squeezed around me. I groaned as the pleasure shot through me. My chair creaked louder and louder. My hands squeezed around her tits. I massaged her nipples. Her pussy squeezed around me. Her cream soaked my dick, bathing my balls.

My wife kept massaging me, humming behind us as our daughter worked her pussy up and down my dick. Her cunt squeezed around my shaft, giving me a different sort of massage. I groaned as my hands slid around her body. I slid down to grip her rump through her skirt.

I groped her, fingers digging through her cloth. I worked her faster up and down my dick. She gasped, her short, red hair swaying about her face. Her pussy slammed down my cock, that silky sheath pleasing me.

“I love that you wear skirts now!” I groaned.

“I’ve always worn skirts!” Sam moaned as she slid down me.

My wife giggled behind me. She knew the truth.

“Right, right,” I moaned. “Just… skirts let you ride my dick.”

“Uh-huh,” she moaned, her hips dancing, working her pussy around my cock, teasing me.

The pressure rose to the tip of my shaft. My dick ached and throbbed. That wonderful pleasure built and built. My balls grew tighter. I had so much cum in them. My fingers squeezed and kneaded my daughter’s rump, her muscles flexing beneath me.

She slammed her pussy down my cock, impaling herself with such passion. The friction shot through me. Then she slid back up it, her pussy clenching at my dick. Her pussy built that pressure at the tip as she rose up it, her cunt almost sucking at my cock with her tight warmth.

“Are you going to cum in our daughter’s pussy?” my wife purred, whispering into my ear. “Are you going to erupt into her hot, nubile snatch? Just flood her with all that hot jizz.”

“Yes!” I groaned, my heart pounding. “Jesus, she’s got a tight cunt. I’m going to fire so much cum into her.”

“Yes, yes, cum in me, Daddy!” I moaned. “Give me all that jizz. Just fire that cum into me. Flood me, Daddy!”

Her words were as amazing to hear as her pussy working up and down my dick. My fingers squeezed her rump. My daughter slammed down my dick. I gasped, my eyes squeezing shut. My wife nibbled on my ear.

Pleasure shot down my body. My dick twitched in Sam’s cunt. Her pussy gripped me as she slid back up, massaging my shaft. My toes curled in my shoes. I groaned and growled. The ache swelled up to the tip of my dick.

“Kumquat!” I growled.

My cum fired into my daughter’s pussy.

“Yes, yes, yes, Daddy!” Sam moaned, her green eyes sparkling.

She slammed down my cumming dick, taking me to the hilt. As my cock spurted over and over into her pussy, she shuddered on me. She ground her clit into my pubic mound, moaning and gasping. Then she shuddered.

Her pussy writhed about my dick.

My daughter’s cunt milked my shaft. I groaned, my wife nibbling on my ear. My cum spurted over and over into Sam’s depths. Pleasure spilled through me. This incestuous rush of bliss rushed through my body and slammed into my mind. Stars burst across my vision.

I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. Her pussy sucked out all my cum and gave me such bliss. I loved the changes I’d made to the world. Even if I messed up the mayor and the city council, I would fix everything. I would save my town and help everyone. It would be amazing.

My wife nibbled on my ear. She licked and flicked against it. I groaned as another blast of bliss shot through me. It carried me to such heights. I hovered there for a moment. Gasping, my pleasure peaked and died, the last of my cum spilling into my daughter’s cunt. I panted, my daughter’s pussy still convulsing.

“Oh, Daddy, yes,” Sam moaned, swaying on me, her small tits pressing against her blouse. Her nipples were hard.

“Was that a good cum?” my wife asked. “Did our daughter give you such passion?”

“She melted my mind, honey.”

“Good,” she said. She nipped my ear. “And you, Sam, I—”

“Oh, Mom, that was incredible. I love it when Daddy cums in me. He fills me with so much jizz. I hope to have his baby, Mom. That will be so hot. My friends will be so jealous of me. They’ll all want Daddy to breed them.”

I groaned, my dick throbbing.

“So I came in here to say you have homework to do,” my wife said. “Climb off your father’s dick and go get it done.”

“Fine, Mom,” Sam said, her eyes rolling in that bratty way. “I was just helping Daddy out.”

“You were helping yourself out,” Mom said. “You got a hot, little cunt. Now skedaddle. I need to talk to your father.”

“Yes, Mom.” Sam leaned in and kissed me on the mouth. Her tongue fluttered against my lips. I groaned into her, squeezing her rump. She broke it and said, “I’m so glad I was able to help you, Daddy!”

“Me, too,” I panted, my heart racing.

She jumped off of me, her pussy plopping off my dick. It smacked wetly into my shirt. Sam darted away, her skirt swirling about her rump. She vanished out of my office, her footsteps thudding through the house towards the stairs then pattered up it.

“So, you figured it out, huh?” Linda asked as she turned my chair around.

I grinned at her. “I just need to edit two people to do it.”

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Linda Davies

“Oh?” I asked my husband, his cock still hard, soaked in our daughter’s pussy. “Only two people. That’s great. Who?”

“So, the first one is Keith Haight,” he said then paused, waiting for me to nod in understanding.

I had no idea who Keith Haight was.

“He’s the State Auditor,” he said quickly, a breathlessness to his words. “You see, we have to trigger a recall. And the State Auditor’s office will be behind organizing the election. So I’ll edit him to have all the mechanisms of our state going into effect to have the ballets out by this Friday. We’ll have an expedited recall election, everyone should vote out the mayor and city council, then we’ll have the new elections right after.”

“Okay,” I said, nodding my head. “That makes sense. So who’s the other person? Can the State Auditor trigger a recall for our town?”

“Nope,” my husband said. “That’s where Richard Lawson comes—”

“Oh, I know him,” she said, a sparkle in her eyes. “I met him and his wife at a fundraiser for the homeless shelter. She was cute. I almost seduced her, but I got distracted. He’s the city attorney, right?”

“And the one man who can trigger the start of a recall process,” Steve explained. “It’s one of the powers he has as laid out in our town charter. We’ll have this all backdated so it happens fast.”

“So, who will be the new mayor?” I asked, my heart pounding in joy. I could see the relief in my husband’s eyes. He felt so guilty for ruining everything. He took his powers so seriously. If they were mine…

Well, our city attorney’s wife would be eating my pussy right now. She was just such a beautiful woman. Steve would be fucking her, pounding her, while her husband cowered in the corner, a little cuckold watching us use his wife.

“I’ll just edit it so the previous candidates for the mayor and city council positions will be on the ballot. Then I’ll just do a better job fixing them so they do what I…” My husband cleared his throat. “I mean, what will benefit the town.”

“Of course,” I said, a giddy rush shooting through me.

I straddled my husband’s waist just like our youngest daughter had. I pressed my panties down on his pussy-soaked cock, feeling our daughter’s passion soaking through the cloth. Pleasure shot through me. It was such a delicious treat.

“So, you have one more edit tomorrow,” I purred, a passion swelling through my body. “What will you use it on?”

“Don’t know,” my husband said, his hands sliding around my body.

I ground against him. Pleasure shot through me. My clit throbbed, drinking in the pleasure of grinding on him. My ass clenched. My heart pounded faster as I stared into my husband’s brown eyes. An exhilarated rush buzzed through my veins.

My husband had such power, and he trusted me for my advice. I could guide him. Help shape things. It was intoxicating.

“There’s a certain cheerleader,” I purred. “You deserve a reward for saving the day.”

A smile grew across his lips.

I kissed him, grinding harder on his dick, the rush of power burning through me. I groaned into his mouth, so eager for all the things we would do. How we would change things.

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James Davies

Chun-Li giggled, looking so cute with her hair in those two dumpling buns. “See how limber I am, James?”

My newest creation did a standing split, her right leg kicked up, her thighs toned and delicious. She had such a pale-olive skin, that creamy, East Asian delight. Her modified gingham outfit swayed between her thighs.

She pulled the blue cloth aside and revealed her shaved pussy (a creative liberty on my part since there was no official art on whether or not she had pubic hair) her tight pussy pulled apart by her split. Her pink depths glistened.

“Impressive, right, sir?” she asked.

“I’ll say,” groaned Seth as he sat down on a chair. He was getting a double blowjob from Rei and the redheaded Asuka. It was so weird for those two characters to be working together, licking and sucking on his dick.

“She is limber,” Orihime said as she knelt before another couch. Our new employee, Yurika, a beauty with dark-blue hair, squirmed. Ruri was feasting on Yurika’s pussy, licking and fluttering her tongue through her cunt. Orihime squeezed Yurika’s round breasts, leaning down to suck on a dusky-brown nipple.

Chun-Li gave a girlish giggle, beaming at me. “I’m glad I impress you, sir.”

I was loving this. We had our new employees eager to please. The light-green haired Shion massaged her tits through her schoolgirl blouse. It wasn’t that dissimilar from my own college’s uniform. I made sure all the girls were eighteen in my version, legal and delicious. She bit her lip, squirming in delight.

My dick throbbed. My girlfriends were playing with Yurika, and I was eager to get balls deep into one of my first video game character crushes. I groaned as I lined up my dick at Chun-Li’s cunt, her snatch still exposed as she held her vertical split. I rammed at her pussy.

I plunged to the hilt in her with a single thrust.

I groaned as I sank into the Chinese beauty’s pussy. She let out such an orgasmic moan, her right leg pressing on my shoulder. Her pussy squeezed around me as her limber body worked her hips, stirring her cunt around my dick. My pleasure rippled through my body. I groaned as I pressed against her, her breasts covered by the thin blue of her gingham dress.

I kissed her hard and thrust away, burying over and over into her juicy cunt. Her snatch squeezed around my dick while moans echoed through the room. Yurika was gasping, my two girlfriends teasing the ditzy beauty.

“Oh, that’s so good. Oh, Ruri, you’re so sweet now. Oh, wow. I love your tongue in me. Ooh, and Orihime… Those are my titties. Oh, wow, you love my titties. They’re not as big as yours.”

“But they’re still cute!” Orihime said.

“Damn,” my friend groaned. “Look at her go, Rei.”

“Yes, I always thought Asuka was a slut,” the cool words of Rei said, hardly a hint of emotion in them.

“That’s good, Rei. Suck my balls, and Asuka…” Seth groaned. “I’m going to cum in your mouth. Keep sucking.”

“She’s really blowing her, sir,” Shion moaned, her fingers fumbling to open her blouse.

“Good!” I groaned. “You four hostesses need to be friendly and accommodating.”

“I can’t wait to love all the boys who pay for me, sir,” Chun-Li moaned, her pussy clenching around my thrusting dick.

“You’re going to make me so much money,” I groaned, nibbling on her ear. I could draw money, create it from thin air, but it was more fun this way. I would use my art, creating hotties to please everyone.

Dream girls.

My balls swung as they smacked into her flesh. I panted as I slammed into her. I buried into her depths. She whimpered, her pussy squeezing around me. My hands massaged her rump. I kneaded her, gripped her. I nibbled at her neck.

She smelled so sweet. She felt so amazing. Her breasts pressed against my chest through her dress. Her nipples were hard. It was incredible. My balls were so tight, full of cum that I would fire into her. I would flood my creation with all my jizz.

“Yes, yes, yes, fuck me with your big dick!” she moaned. “Oh, this is so much better than fighting! I love it! I love fucking!”

“Yes!” I groaned, her foot flexing beside my head. Her cute, bare toes curled as my dick plunged into her cunt.

I nibbled down to her neck, kissing her as I buried into her. Her leg twitched against my chest. It was incredible how limber she was. She squeezed her snatch around me, welcoming me with every thrust.

The pressure built and built at the tip of my dick. My cum grew hotter in my balls. I would spurt so much jizz into her. I would fire so much cream into her hot depths. I sucked on her hot flesh, loving her as my pleasure grew.

Rapture buzzed through me.

“Oh, yes, Ruri!” Yurika moaned. “Your tongue… Your tongue is so deep in me.”

“Just cum on her cute face,” Orihime moaned. “She loves drowning in my pussy cream.”

“Yeah, she does,” I groaned, my dick throbbing in her depths.

“Damn!” Seth groaned. “Swallow that jizz, Asuka.”

“Do it, slut,” Rei said in her near monotone. It somehow made it hotter. “Swallow every drop of my Seth’s cum. You’re lucky to touch him with your filthy mouth.”

“Damn, she is lucky,” Seth groaned. “Fuck, she’s swallowing it all.”

“Good!” I groaned, glad my creation pleased him.

“So lucky,” Shion whimpered, her large breasts exposed. She squeezed and kneaded them, her skirt swirling about her lithe legs. Her sea-green hair spilled loose down her face, her bangs swaying over her forehead. She bit her lip. “Oh, I’m so wet.”

It was incredible. I squeezed Chun-Li’s tits and buried to the hilt in her. I slammed into her juicy pussy. She whimpered. Her body trembled against me. The Chinese fighter gasped in delight. Her neck arched.

Her pussy convulsed around me.

My creation came on my dick. This wonderful heat swept through me. I groaned as I buried into her pussy. I slammed to the hilt in her. It was a treat. An amazing delight to experience. Pleasure slammed through my mind. The pleasure spilled through my mind. My eyes fluttered as her pussy sucked at my dick.

“Please, cum in me, sir!” Chun-Li moaned, her toes curling by my face.

“Yes! Cum in her, James!” Orihime moaned. “Yurika’s cumming on Ruri’s face.”

“So hard!” Yurika moaned. “Oh, so hard! Ruri, yes!”

Shion whimpered nearby, her hands beneath her skirt, rubbing at her pussy. I grinned, slamming into Chun-Li’s pussy. I buried to the hilt in her and erupted into her. I fired into her cunt. I spurted blast after blast of jizz into her.

I bathed her with my cum.

She gasped and bucked against me. Her pussy writhed around my dick. My cum fired into her depths. Powerful blasts that sent ecstasy slamming into my mind. Stars exploded before my vision. It was pleasure. It was incredible. My spunk flooded her cunt.

I made this pussy I was cumming in. I held Chun-Li tight, squeezing her lovely tits as she whimpered in delight. Her cunt milked me dry. I groaned, leaning my head on her shoulder, panting as the pleasure spilled through me.

“Oh, that was amazing serving you, sir,” Chun-Li moaned.

“You made my man cum hard!” Orihime exclaimed in delight. She bounded up beside us, her orange hair sweeping about her body, her naked tits heaving. “You are going to be perfect to work for us, Chun-Li!”

Chun-Li smiled, her delicate face lighting up.

“Yes, you are,” I groaned into her ear. I nibbled on her lobe.

“We are going to kill it here,” Seth said, sounding so eager. “Tomorrow, we’re advertising hard. We’re going to make every guy in our school be our huge fans.”

“Yes, this is going to be amazing!” I groaned.

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Steve Davies

The next day, I strode into Rainier Christian College, grinning as I strutted into the main building. I felt energized. I had made a mistake, but I knew this would fix it. The moment midnight hit, I was editing. I had changed the basis of reality again, affecting the two people I told my wife about, and I was eager to see it all fix itself.

“Hey, Steve,” my friend, Bob, said. He taught computer science. “Thank god the recall election is this Friday. I cannot pay that tax. My ballot is in the mail. Sent it this morning.”

“Me, too,” I said, smiling. After I made the changes, the ballots for my wife and I were sitting on our counter, ready to go into the mailbox already filled out. Of course, Linda and I both voted for the recall.

I loved seeing the changes I created to the world. It was a rush. It was addicted. I started to understand why God created things. To witness it play out, to see how it happened, and try to guide it. “I can’t believe Mayor Wright would impose a 23% property tax.”

“It’s insane,” Bob said. “I was sweating bullets. I just got a second mortgage. I could not afford it.”

“Well, the mistake is getting fixed,” I said. “We’re going to throw him out of office.”

“Yes, we are,” Bob said. He clapped my shoulder. “You have a good one.”

“Oh, I think it will be,” I said, a hunger shooting through me.

My phone chirped as I headed through the halls, moving through the sea of college students, the boys in their gray slacks, the girls in their swishing skirts. All had their shirts and blouses tucked in, ties falling straight. It was sexy on the girls, seeing their youthful breasts pressing on their schoolgirl tops, the ties dangling between their tits.

Such hunger shot through me. I was getting more and more used to leering at their barely legal delights. I could enjoy them if I wanted. I could edit them to have desires for their professors. For me. Their lives would have led them to that wonderful moment of sharing their passion.

I strolled into my classroom, my students already filtering in. I noticed Seth talking to Mathew Tollemache and Brian Blackwood, showing them a flyer. Both of the boys looked at it, shooting Seth questioning looks. The nerdy guy just nodded. He seemed confident. Getting contacts had really boosted him. He used to be so quiet, reserved.

It was good to see him making friends.

Matthew grinned. He nodded his head and gave Seth a fist bump.

I glanced at my phone to see what the message was. I saw a text from my wife. I grinned as I read, “You better give me all the details. Take pics, too.”

“Naughty wife,” I said. “You shouldn’t encourage your husband to perv on his students.”

“If they’re hot…” She added a winky emoji. “Enjoy, you dirty, old teacher.”

I was about to respond when Nikkole sauntered in.

I groaned as the cheerleader pranced to her desk, her pleated, purple skirt swaying about her thighs. The color was so vibrant compared to the drab, muted tones of the school’s uniform. Her round tits bounced and jiggled in her sleeveless top, also purple but with a diagonal slash of gold down the front. The college’s angel mascot seemed to soar as she was stretched across those lush breasts. Nikkole’s blonde hair, gathered into a pair of pigtails, swayed as she sauntered to me. The red highlights were gone, I never was a fan, her hair her natural hue.

“Good morning, Mr. Davies,” she purred, her ruby lips gleaming. They were waxy and delicious, looking so naughty. She sauntered towards me, her hips cocking from right to left, an exaggerated sway that had her pleated skirts dancing. “You look like you need a pick-me-up.”

“Oh?” I asked, curious about how she would react to the changes in her life after I’d edited her.

“Yes, it’s a cheerleaders job to spread good cheer,” she said. “You are in need of some pep.”

The other students weren’t paying much attention to Nikkole as she did a pose before my desk then a scissoring high kick. Her skirts flashed up and I groaned at the glimpse of her shaved pussy before her leg snapped down.

“That’s quite the pick-me-up,” I said, my dick throbbing. “I think I’ll need some of your cheer.”

“Oh, yay!” she said, bouncing like a cheerleader, her hands clapping together. “Isn’t that great, class?”

“Oh, yeah,” Seth said. “You need to spread all that cheer.”

“Mr. Davies does look a little down,” said Courtney, my daughter’s Sam’s friend. She gave me a hot look. “I could… help.”

“Oh, but you’re not a cheerleader,” said Nikkole as she sauntered as she turned around and bent over. She twerked her ass at me, her skirt swirling around her rump, threatening to flash her naked flesh at me.

I groaned at the sight of her. My heart raced.

She winked at me over her shoulder then straightened. With a naughty strut, she sauntered around the desk, her skirt swirling. A bead of her pussy juices trickled down her thighs. I had edited her to want to spread school spirit to her professors, especially me. I also added into her relationship lines that people didn’t care and would be more than happy to let her do whatever she wanted to them to increase their school spirit.

Once she finished college, it would fade from her. She would remember her time as a cheerleader fondly but would focus on a more normal life. I would get to enjoy her now, and I was sure there would be other cheerleaders in the future I could… edit.

“Okay, class, start reading the town charter,” I said. “We’re going to discuss the recall election going on right now and why your parents are all probably excited to oust the mayor.”

“Yeah, he’s a problem,” Seth said. “I can’t believe it happened. My parents were stunned.”

Other students nodded their heads.

“Do I have to read it, Mr. Davies?” asked Nikkole as she stood before me, her hips swaying, her pigtails bobbing around her cute face. “I can’t do that and cheer you up.”

I sat down in my chair and swiveled it to face her, my dick throbbing. I was eager to enjoy my reward for fixing everything. Friday, the results would be announced since all the ballots had to be in the mail by today. By tomorrow, they would be at the auditor’s office, and they were under orders to get it done as fast as possible.

Then the new election ballots would be sent out next week. In a month, things would be back to normal.

“No, you can’t,” I said, my heart pounding as she fluttered her eyelashes at me. “You’ll just have to hope you can keep up with the assignments after your done… spreading cheer. But I’m sure you will. You’re bright.” I did add that to her, giving her more than her beauty to rely on. She had a bit more of an academic focus. I imagine if I checked her last essay it would be different from the one I remembered grading.

She probably earned an A instead of a C+ in this version of reality.

“Wonderful,” she said. “I learned this thing called a lap dance.” She grinned. “Doesn’t that sound… cheerful?”

“Yes, it does,” I groaned as she turned around and flipped up her skirt, flashing her naked rump at me.

Then she sat down on my lap, squirming to rub against my hard bulge. She threw a look over her shoulder and fluttered her eyes at me. Her tongue danced over her glossy lips as she ground on my hardon, her juices already soaking through my pants. A sweet musk filled my nose.

I groaned at the scent of her nineteen-year-old passion. It was an intoxicating delight to enjoy. I shuddered as she squirmed, my dick throbbing. She giggled and cooed then hummed the college’s fight song as she rubbed her shaved cunt up and down my dick through my khaki pants.

I leaned back in my chair, groaning. I glanced at the class, the students all working, even Kyleigh. They were reading the charter. Seth was taking notes like I’d expect from a member of the chess club. His eyes were moving, reading the text. So were the other students.

None of them thought it odd their classmate was acting like a stripper.

“Mmm, yes,” Nikkole said. “You can touch me, too. You don’t have to keep your hands to your side.” She grabbed my wrists and pulled my hands from the armrests. She brought them to her stomach then slid them up the sleek material of her top to her breasts. “Mmm, right there. Just hold on tight.”

“Yes,” I groaned, feeling her firm, perky breasts through her shell. Her nipples were hard knobs. She wasn’t wearing a bra, either. Something else I edited into her. She had a kinky desire to never put on underwear while dressed in her cheer outfit. I gave her even more of an exhibitionist flair than she had before.

“Ooh, just hold on tight while I dance,” she moaned, her hips wiggling, rubbing her pussy from side to side over my throbbing girth.

I wished my pants and boxers weren’t in the way. Then she changed her movement, rubbing up and down my erection’s length. My hands tightened on her tits, groping her, massaging her. She whimpered in delight. My dick throbbed against her, the ache building.

Could I cum just from her dry-humping me?

Probably.

She felt incredible about me. My forehead broke out in sweat. I kneaded her breasts, enjoying my cheerleader reward. I pinched her nipples, making her coo and press her pussy harder into my erection.

She must love the rough feel of my khaki pants on her pussy lips. She kept cooing and groaning. Her juices were soaking my crotch. Her musk filled the air. That sweet delight of her youthful passion tickled my nose. It was incredible.

“Oh, yes, Mr. Davies, you’re feeling so… inspired!” she moaned. “You’re just bursting with school spirit.”

“Uh-huh,” I groaned, massaging her tits.

“But what is this?” She pressed her pussy down on my dick. “There’s something in your pants. Ooh, is that your passion for our school? Has it engorged you? Are you just throbbing.”

“So much!” I groaned. “I need your help.”

“You do?” she gushed, sounding so innocent. She looked over her shoulder, blonde pigtail swaying. She fluttered her blue eyes at me. “Oh, no, what can I do about it?”

“Well,” I groaned. “I heard there’s another form of dancing you could do. Something that would make my school spirit just erupt and fill you.”

Her eyes widened. “Oh, Mr. Davies, would you fill me up with all your yummy school spirit?” she bounced on my lap, pigtails dancing. The pressure made my dick throb. “Would you give me every drop?”

“Yes,” I groaned, my heart racing.

She rose up and bent over at the same time. Her skirt was short enough at this angle that it had ridden up enough for me to see her pussy covered in her juices. Her hands shot between her thighs to reach the soaked crotch of my slacks, her fingers fumbling at my fly. I shuddered as she caressed my dick through my jeans.

Then she found my zipper.

It made such a loud rasp but only Seth’s eyes flicked up from the charter for a moment. Then he looked back down, engrossed in the reading assignment. I loved this form of teaching. Nikkole reached her hand into my open fly and found the slit of my boxers.

“Oh, yes, you have so much school spirit in here,” she moaned, drawing my dick out of the front slit in my boxers.

I groaned as she stroked me. She pumped her hand up and down my shaft, my cock slick with her pussy juices. Then she angled it up and leaned back down, guiding herself down to sit on my dick with ease.

I shuddered as I enjoyed her pussy sinking down my shaft. What a thrill to have a new cunt to enjoy. Her tight, coed flesh slid over my shaft. My dick ached and throbbed in her. Her cheerleader skirt swirled over her rump as she settled down on my lap. Her back arched, her pigtails swaying.

“Oh, Mr. Davies, yes!” she moaned, leaning over. “Ooh, I’m going to work out every drop of your school spirit into my pussy.”

“Yes!” I panted as she squeezed around me.

She slid her cunt up and down my dick. I moved my hands to her thighs, feeling her toned flesh flexing as she worked her pussy. She was in great shape. She moaned as she rode me, pumping her snatch up and down my cock, massaging my dick.

Pleasure surged through me. My balls grew tighter in an instant at the feel of her hot flesh sliding up and down my shaft. She bounced her ass, her skirt swaying. She stayed bent over, moaning and gasping, her voice rising over the rustle of paper and creak of desks.

I was getting fucked by my cheerleader student, and the rest of my class didn’t care one bit. It was incredible. Such a rush. My dick ached and throbbed as I watched her rump rise and fall. She had such a cute tush.

“Damn, work that ass,” I groaned. “Show me how much you care about school spirit.”

“So much!” she moaned, her pussy clenching around my dick as she rose. “Can’t you feel it? How hot it makes me! How wet!”

“God, yes!” I groaned, my hands squeezing her thighs. They rubbed up and down her flexing muscles. “How much do you love it?”

“So much,” she groaned. Her pussy clenched around me.

“Would you do anything?”

“Uh-huh!” she moaned, slamming that juicy cunt down my dick. Her rump smacked into my crotch, her pleated skirts swirling as she rose again. “Mr. Davies, let me prove it! Just tell me how!”

“I’ll show you!” I growled.

My arms hugged her torso tight to me. I slammed her down my cock then stood up. She gasped, impaled on my dick. Her pussy clenched as she squirmed. I pivoted, turning her so she was bent over my desk. She knocked a stack of papers to the side. Her elbow hit my keyboard.

She threw a look over her shoulder, her blue eyes glassy. She opened her mouth to say something when I ripped out of her cunt. She groaned, biting her lower lip. I flipped up her skirt, revealing that tush.

That crack dividing her heart-shaped ass.

My left hand pulled her butt-cheeks apart, revealing her puckered asshole. I aimed my cock with my right, plunging my pussy-lubed dick right at that sphincter. I hit her anal ring. Her back arched as I speared into her bowels.

Despite going to a Christian college, she wasn’t a virgin in any of her holes. She was a naughty girl, getting up to all sorts of wicked fun. She whimpered, her back arching as I sodomized her with ease. The cheerleader’s bowels swallowed my cock.

“Mr. Davies!” she howled as her ass took more and more of my dick. “Oh, yes, yes, let me prove my school spirit!”

“Yes,” I groaned as I filled her bowels. Her tight bowels engulfed my cock. Her hot flesh squeezed about me. It was incredible to feel. I shuddered as I buried to the hilt in her. My crotch smacked her rump.

Then I drew back, her bowels clutching to me. The pleasure surged through me. I rammed forward again, burying to the hilt in the slut. My crotch cracked into her rump. The sound echoed through the classroom.

My heavy balls swung, smacking into her taint over and over again. I shuddered and grabbed my phone. I fumbled at it as I fucked her bowels. I opened up the camera, starting a video and recording the slut squeezing her asshole about my dick.

“Oh, yes, yes, give me that school spirit, Mr. Davies!” she moaned, flashing a smile at my phone. “Ram that big dick into my asshole.”

“You’re going to milk it all dry, aren’t you?” I moaned. “You’re my naughty cheerleader!”

“I am, Mr. Davies!” she gasped. “I love it! I love exciting everyone! Ooh, yes, yes, bury that dick in me. I love it up the ass!”

Her bowels squeezed around me as I filmed. I drove my dick into her hard and fast. Every stroke brought me closer and closer to erupting into her. My desk creaked as I sodomized the cheerleader. Her moans echoed through the classroom. They resounded with her passion.

With her spirit.

Her anal sheath squeezed around my dick. The velvety friction brought me closer and closer to my eruption. I grunted with each stroke. I buried my cock into her depths. I fucked her hard. I sodomized her with powerful thrusts into that tight, anal heaven. Her moans sang through the classroom.

“Oh, yes, yes, yes!” she moaned. “That’s it, Mr. Davies! Oh, fill my rump with your cock! Sodomize me harder! Faster! Oh, that’s incredible! Oh, yes, yes! I’m going to explode on your dick, Mr. Davies! I’m going to cum so hard on your cock!”

“Good!” I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. It thundered, the pleasure filling me up. I grit my teeth as I plunged harder, faster. I fucked her with every ounce of strength I had. I sodomized her again and again. Our flesh slapped together. “Just take it, you whore.”

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” she gasped. “I’m your cheerleader-whore, Mr. Davies! Oh, my god, your dick! Your dick is amazing! Go, Angels, go!”

Her asshole writhed about my cock. Her anal sheath rippled and spasmed. The pleasure shot through me. I groaned as her tight bowels sucked at my dick. The pleasure slammed through my mind. This wave of bliss that rocked my body. I groaned as I pumped away at her convulsing asshole.

She sucked at me. She needed my salty spirit to fire into her depths. I would flood her with all my passion. I grunted, my hand gripping my camera as I buried to the hilt in my student’s convulsing bowels.

My dick erupted.

“Yes, Mr. Davies!” she howled as my cum spurted over and over into her anal depths. “Give me all your spirit! I want it filling me all day long! Oh, god, there’s so much!”

“Yes!” I snarled as the pleasure slammed through me. My thoughts burned. Stars burst before my eyes.

I savored the heat spilling across my thoughts. This wonderful bliss that had me panting and groaning. I shuddered, my eyes fluttering. The heat melted through my mind. I sucked in deep breaths, my hand gripping my phone as I recorded this moment.

Her asshole milked me dry. My pleasure peaked. I groaned, spurting that last blast of cum into her. My bliss died to trembling euphoria. I panted and stopped recording. I pulled out of her asshole with a loud plop, her sphincter gaping open for a moment, swimming with my pearly spunk.

I sank heavily on my chair.

I sent my wife the video.

“Mmm, let me clean you, Mr. Davies,” Nikkole purred.

She turned around and sank to her knees. Another thing I added when I edited her. She had a fondness for sucking dicks clean after they came in her. She didn’t care which hole. She engulfed my dirty cock, sucking her ass off of it.

“Oh, this is going to be a hot video to watch,” my wife texted back. “Going to get me all nice and wet for my lunch date with Evaline.”

I smiled, hoping my wife had fun with her new lover. “Make a video for me,” I sent as the cheerleader buffed my cock clean. “I want to see you having fun with your lover.”

My wife sent a winky emoji.

I leaned back in my chair and said, “Did everyone finish the reading?”

My students looked at me while the cheerleader bobbed her mouth. Everything was working out perfectly now. I had a handle on my editing power. I would make this town into an amazing place. I would fix everything.

And enjoy myself doing it.

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Sam Davies

“Did you see this?” my friend, Rita, asked. The Black girl thrust a flyer at me printed on pink paper. “Your brother and his friend Seth are handing them out.”

I looked at the top and it said, “Dreamgirl Delights.” Then, beneath it, was printed. “Where the girls of your dreams are brought to life. Your favorite Anime girls, comic book superheroines, video game damsels, and move starlets brought to life for your enjoyment.”

There was a picture of a sexy Chun-Li drawn on the front and a bunch of contact information and rates. It looked like my brother and his nerdy friend were running a prostitution ring of Anime characters he liked to draw.

“Is your brother drawing porn?” asked Rita.

“Something like that,” I said. “At least now we know what that new business that just opened up by the school is. I’ve been wondering what they were building there for months.”

“Your brother owns that?” asked Rita.

“I guess so,” I said. “This sounds hot. I wouldn’t mind getting it on with Zero Suit Samus.” I licked my lips at the thought of stripping the video game character out of her tight, blue bodysuit and seeing what she was like beneath. “I wonder if my brother will give me a discount?”

“You’re weird,” Rita said. “You can’t do that with Samus. She isn’t real.”

“That’s why she’s a dream girl,” I said, walking faster. We passed my dad’s classroom. The window was dark, but I knew he was in there with Kyleigh for his morning fuck with the hottie. “We should stop by after classes and check out Dreamgirl Delights.”

To be continued…

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This is the continuation of a series that explores the hidden desires of a young lady discovering her passion for lesbian sex and serving her mistress. Throw in a discovery of her best friend’s feelings for her and journey becomes more complicated. If you are looking for a traditional lesbian romance story this is probably not for you.

If you choose to continue, I hope you enjoy…

*****

I returned to the apartment still half dazed from the events of the day. What an incredible surprise for Cynthia to show up at the office. Looking back, I could hardly believe what I had done in her office. It felt like I had watched it from outside my body. But walking around pantie-less reminded me it was all me.

I was thankful Stacey was not home yet, and disappointed at the same time. How could I possibly talk to her about any of this. She would tell me I’m crazy, and she would be right. I could not believe I sat completely naked in my bosses office and masturbated for her. Just hearing those words in my head brought the absurdity of the situation to light.

Even as the stupidity of my actions hit home, the look on her face as she watched me was etched in my mind. I have never felt so alive as when I crawled to her on hands and knees, naked and exposed. Her hungry eyes were worth the risk. I knew if she looked me in the eye and asked me to do it again, I would without hesitation.

I poured a glass of wine and sat on the sofa, warm and wet. I spread my legs wide and felt the air touching my exposed wet pussy. I wanted to find her silver bullet and make myself cum again and again. How could I hold out for four weeks to see her again? I promised no orgasms under any circumstances until I paid her back. But she would have no way of knowing…

Even as I thought that, I knew if she asked and I lied, she would know. It wasn’t fair, I thought she was sleeping over tonight when I promised. Four weeks was impossible. I downed my third glass of wine and was ready to surrender to the silver bullet when my best friend and roommate Stacey came home.

“Hey girl, how was your day?” I asked cheerily.

“Hectic, but good. I’m loving it. I presented some of the ideas you and I brainstormed for the Yankees social media campaign and they are using some. My boss gave an “Atta Girl” for the ideas. I’ve gotta go on a west coast college swing for two weeks, leaving tomorrow night on the jet.” She smiled happily.

“Awesome, private jet is the only way to travel.” I smiled. “Wine?”

“Sure, sounds wonderful. I need to get comfy.” She went to her room and came back with a mid-thigh pajama T.

I had her glass poured and she sat on the couch Indian style facing me. She picked up her glass and wiggled into the couch cushion. Just what I didn’t need. Her night shirt road up enough to show me her light blue panties and her dark bush peeking through.

Without thinking, I assumed the position facing her. As a fresh blast of air hit my exposed lady parts, her eyes lit up. “Well hello Miss Vagina, welcome to the party! I take it you’ve been sexting with Cynthia?”

My face turned bright red and I closed my legs and sat on my feet side saddle. “Oh crap, I’m so sorry.” I buried my face in my hand. “She actually surprised me today and showed up at the office.”

“OMG, and you gave her your panties?” She asked skeptically.

I nodded head in hand and then took a large gulp of wine.

“What did you do?” She asked wide eyed.

“I don’t want to talk about it…”

She interrupted. “That’s not happening. I want all of it. Every slutty little detail.”

Faced with coming clean to Stacey, I was ashamed of my behavior and just shook my head, staring at the couch cushion.

“Lecia, you know I love you and I won’t judge, but now I’ve just got to know.” She reached a finger under my chin and raised my eyes to meet hers. “What happened today?”

She smiled a devilish smile that put me at ease. She was truly excited to hear.

I downed my glass and I poured us both another. I started slow and told her about my day before the surprise as I thought about how much I should even share. She quickly downed another glass and was starting her fourth by the time I got to Cynthia flashing me her naked shaved pussy.

“Really! She flashed you right in front of him?” Her eyes and grin were both huge.

“He couldn’t see! He was on the other side of the desk…”

“Oh, ok that makes sense. Did you squirt in your panties? Sorry, continue.” She pantomimed locking her lips and tossing the key.

When I told her what she asked me to do next, she fidgeted in her seat and looked at me wide mouth. “You rubbed one off for her through your panties? OMG you really got it bad Lecia. Did she do the same?”

“No, she just watched mesmerized. Then she had me take my wet panties off and bring them too her on my hands and knees with my teeth.” I said completely embarrassed.

“You did that?” She was shocked.

“Yes, you should have seen the look on her face. I’ve never felt so wanted in my life.”

“I don’t know what to say Lecia. I would never imagine you this far off the rails. You know what would happen if you got caught right? I mean signing a relationship consent for the workplace does not give you the ok to fuck in the office.” She looked terrified. “Please, think about it Lecia. Do whatever you want in private, but you just can’t do that shit at work!”

That hit me like a freight train. I had let the excitement and newfound lust completely block out reason and common sense. “Oh, shit Stacey you’re right, I’ve lost my mind. She seems to have some kind of power over me, that makes me forget about everything else.”

“Did you hear what I said? Forget about everything else if you want. But here in the apartment. Not in the fucking office. It sounded pretty damned sexy,” She laughed nervously. “Hell, I might even want to watch if you do it here, but please stop at work. You will get fired.”

My mind reeled. She was right. I needed to control myself at work and let my inhibitions go completely in private. Then the comment of wanting to watch reached my mind. I looked into her blue eyes. She looked nervous and vulnerable her full bright red lips screamed to be kissed I glanced down at her dark bush teasing me through the light blue panties. Why did I want to peel them off and taste my best friend’s pussy? She was right I was completely out of control.

“Lecia, look at me sweetie. You look sad. I’m sorry if I upset you, it’s just, you’ve worked so hard and I don’t want to see you mess up. Cynthia’s gorgeous and sexy and the catch of a lifetime. I’m not judging or telling you to stop. I want you to live out all your fantasies, just please be safe. For her and you. Imagine what Cynthia Liebert caught fucking in the office would do to investor confidence.”

She looked at me lovingly and I teared up. “What’s wrong with me?”

She reached out and caressed my cheek. “Lecia, don’t cry Honey, I’m sorry I upset you. I just care about you. I’m not judging…”

“I know Stacey.” I leaned in and hugged her neck and began to cry uncontrollably.

She masterfully rolled her legs out to sit normally on the couch and hug me back. I cried for an uncomfortably long time, for her, I was sure.

“Oh God Sweetie, I am so sorry, I didn’t mean…”

I hugged her tighter, chin on her shoulder. “It’s not you it’s me Stacey. It’s not just today. I have been spiraling for weeks. She’s awoken an obsession in me that I can’t seem to stop and it’s not just for her. I’m like an out of control hormone crazed teenaged boy. I look at women, like objects of lust and…”

I was at a loss for words. She leaned slowly back away looked at me and smiled a soft understanding smile. “Lecia Sweetie, take a breath. It’s gonna be OK. You have had an amazing few months with so many great things happening. You’ve traveled the world and gotten your dream job, six months out of college. It’s no wonder you are over stimulated.

Cynthia is beautiful, powerful, and a perfect body. She’s turned the straightest arrow I have ever known, bi at least, if not full-blown lesbian. Of course, your libido is over the top. Suddenly there’s a whole section at the buffet you’ve never tried before. You wonder why you’re salivating, really? You just need to take a breath, calm down and dial it back one notch. Have you had an encounter with another woman?”

I could feel my lady parts drying out and crusting up. I had not showered since the incident and though I cleaned myself as best I could in the restroom, I needed to feel clean. “Let me take a quick shower and get comfortable and we can continue. Is that ok?”

“Yes, but we WILL continue.” She insisted with a smile.

I returned wearing a black Cami and matching black panties.

“Wow Lecia, you might make me think of exploring other option dressed like that. But I shall not be distracted. Have you had an encounter with another woman?”

“No but I’ve thought about it too much.” I said taking her hand and pulling it to my lap.

I told her about my day on the beach and nearly running down a child staring at the random black woman’s ass. We drank a whole other bottle of wine and I even told her the details of our shopping day and how I was staring at her ass.

“Well Lecia, I am flattered but you don’t have to be gay to appreciate Cynthia’s got a freakin Wonder Woman body with Jessica Biel’s ass. If you’re looking at me, I am worried. I am short and squatty all ass and no body…”

“Stacey, don’t ever say that. You are beautiful and your ass is every bit as hot as Cynthia’s.” I said truthfully.

“You could fit two of her asses in one of my cheeks Sweetie, don’t you try so hard Lecia.” She said laughingly.

It might have been the wine, or it might have been the built-up energy from my encounter with Cynthia but either way, I grabbed her hand and stood her up. I turned her toward the mirror and stood behind her. “Look at you, you’re beautiful.

“Hold still.” I reached around and gripped her night shirt and pulled it up, my fingers rubbed the soft skin of her thighs and on up her hourglass hips and torso. “Raise your arms Stacey, I want to show you something.”

She complied and I pulled the tank off revealing her subtle pink size 33’s. Her areolas were almost the same shade as her skin causing her dark pink nipples to stand out. Her amber hair hung to her shoulders in sharp contrast to her pale skin. It made her intensely blue eyes seem all the brighter. She looked terrified and hunched her shoulders and tried to cover herself with her arms.

I gripped her hands and pulled them up and out. Don’t you dare cover up. You are stunningly beautiful Stacey. I looked at her pale pink round breast and so much wanted to touch and kiss them. Her body tapered in from her shapely shoulders to below her ribs and back out again to her curvaceous hips. She had a sexy little roll just below her belly button. I imagined kissing across it gently as I explored her body.

My wetness spread when I saw the outline of her dark bush peeking through her light blue hip-hugger panties. I wanted to peel them off her and run my hands over that soft bush.

“I wish I had your shape Stacey.” I looked in her eyes and she smiled and looked away. Her hands were trembling, and I wondered if she was excited or terrified her lesbian friend was trying to seduce her. “We need to remove those panties to make my final point Stacey.” She looked truly terrified. “I promise I am not going to throw you down and dyke you. I want you to truly look at yourself as I see you.

She giggled nervously. “I’m not afraid of that Lecia.” She looked at the floor shyly.

“Then I can take them off?” She did not reply. “I’m so sorry Stac…”

“OK!” She barked awkwardly.

“Relax Stacey, trust me. Turn around.” I moved the wine off the mirrored serving tray and handed it to her holding it up high so she could see her ass in the mirror. “Do you see that ass? Is that not the sexiest thing you’ve ever seen?”

Her hip huggers were “On and UP!” revealing her two round voluptuous cheeks peeking out below the lacey blue arch that curved down from her hips to a thigh gap that made me flow. I soiled my second pair of panties for the day.

“Tell me looking at your beautiful ass in those panties doesn’t make you smile?”

She grinned continuing to look at her reflection. “That is kind a hot isn’t it?”

“Steaming Stacey. Can I please take them off?” Her eyes darted from the mirror to meet my gaze. God her eyes! And those red full lips! Her cheeks almost matched her lipstick from blushing. “It’s important.”

Her face softened, and she took a deep breath. “OK.”

“Keep looking in the mirror and tell me that is not a world class ass.” I dropped to my knees and wiggled the panties down revealing her dark muff for the first time. When the panties clung to her wet labia and I breathed her scent, I knew how she really felt about this. I looked up to see her mesmerized by her own ass and it was clear I had made my point.

“Not bad if I do say so myself” she rotated her hips to get the full view bumping my cheek with her left thigh and then my other cheek with her right, as I pushed her panties to the ground. “Oh, sorry Lecia.” She giggled.

I wiggled her panties against her ankles, and she stepped out of them. She widened her stance and I needed to distract her to give me a few more second. “Keep looking Stacey, the shape, the skin, No cellulite…” She grinned in the mirror as I breathed her in through the nose and purposely exhaled through the mouth flooding her wetness with my warm breath. She wiggled and gasped and I knew I had her.

I quickly raised my head up, moved to my left and rested my right cheek on the left side of her hip against the narrow part of her hourglass. I smiled at her reflection in the mirror.

“Look at your shape Stacey. Such a beautiful hourglass.” I brought my right hand to her right hip and let my forearm touch her pelvis. “Look at that sexy little valley up the center of your back. I love the way your smooth little neck curves into your broad sexy shoulder. Your skin looks like creamy satin. The way your shoulders curve to those shapely arms. Damn even your shoulder blades are sexy the way they peek out.”

She was absolutely silent looking at the image in the mirror. Our eyes met as my hand subtly caressed her hip. Her expression was deadly serious as I continued.

“And your ass is stunningly beautiful. The mole on your left cheek is like magic. Your cheeks so perfectly round. Even the crack looks like perfection. A perfect line separating those perfect circles. Oh My God, Stacey this may be the sexiest thing I have ever seen. Look at those two little dimples and how they form a triangle.”

I reached around her hip with my left arm, face still firmly planted on her right hip. She had a dimple just above each cheek that connected by a slight creased line horizontally. The other legs of the triangle formed as her ass cheeks curved ever so gently toward her ass crack. I gently traced the triangle with my finger.

“See that Stacey, wow that’s sexy.” I looked up at her reflection and her eyes were closed.

“Yeah I see.” She sighed.

When her eyes stayed closed, I traced the triangle again and then stood up. Then, I took the mirror from her and sat it down. Her expression was pure surrender. I had to reel her in completely, so I leaned in as if to kiss her and when her eyes closed, I turned her to face the mirror and pressed against her from behind resting my chin on her left shoulder.

Our eyes met in the mirror. “You were very wet Stacey. I think you like the way your ass looks. Now let’s review the front, shall we?” I placed a hand on each hip. “Look at those blue eyes Stacey. They must be the bluest I have ever seen, and that cute little nose, so totally kissable. And don’t get me started on those lips. Look at them, so full and bright red, screaming for attention.

She was breathing in broken little gasps and I just couldn’t hold out any longer when my eyes saw her breasts. My hands moved slowly up her belly. She was trembling more each second. Her eyes were closed and her lips agape trying to breath normally.

“Those nipples are the softest pink I’ve ever seen.” I exhaled on her neck as my fingers reached the mark.

She squeaked like a mouse when I touched them. I whispered, lips gently kissing her ear. “Oh, they are sensitive, aren’t they?”

She only moaned and kept her eyes closed.

“You’re trembling Stacey. How’s your cute little belly button Stacey.” My right hand moved to it slowly.

She had a mini convulsion and gasped a series of quick little breaths. I took a deep breath through my nose and exhaled on her neck as my fingers reached the top of her bush. “I can smell your wetness from hear Stacey. And now it’s contagious.” I swallowed hard trying not to cum in my panties.

My middle finger reached the top of her slit and continued down separating her steaming lips. Her legs wobble and I hugged her abdomen with my left arm to stabilize her.

“Oh, that’s warm Stacey.” I curved my finger and slid it in.

“H, ha, haa, haaa, Haaaaaaaaaaaaa!” she squealed.

“Are you Ok Stacey, should I stop?” I asked taunting her.

“Oh God, Lecia, please d, don’t stop touching me.” She moaned desperately.

“Your little bush is so soft Stacey. I bet that’s gonna tickle my nose…”

She shook and whimpered and began humping my finger.

“Damn Stacey you’re so wet and warm and soooooo tight.” I worked my finger deeper and faster. “Look at you… You’re so damned sexy. I can’t wait to taste this.” I slid a second finger in, and she lost control.

Her hips gyrated as she fucked my fingers. “Oh Lecia, ah, ah, aaaaahhhhh!” She screamed,

“Are you gonna cum for me already Stacey?” I whispered in her ear.

“Oh YES!” She grunted. Aaaaahhhhhhhhh!”

“Oh Stacey, you are so beautifully hot. Open your eyes and see how sexy you look cumming for me. That’s it Baby. Watch me make you cum Stacey.”

My fingers sloshed as I plunged them in and out, rubbing her clit with my thumb.

“Baby, your clit is so stiff, I love that dark little bush and those soft pink nipples. I wanna make love to you Stacey…”

“I’m gonna cum Lecia!” She yelled.

She breathed in tiny little gasps and wiggled her whole body as her orgasm built. I kissed her neck and whispered with my lips touching her ear.

“I want to kiss you all over and taste you cumming in my mouth.”

“Fuck me Lecia! I, I’m cum, cu, cumming!”

“Oh yes, Stacey cum for me Honey, oh you’re making me so wet.” I whispered.

“Aaaaahhhhhhh! Aaaaahhhhhhh! Aaaaahhhhhhh! Aaaaahhhhhhh! Aaaaahhhhhhh! Aaaaahhhhhhh! Aaaaahhhhhhh! Aaaaahhhhhhh! Aaaaahhhhhhh!” She shook convulsively in my arms.

“That’s it Stacey, let go Baby, I love when you show me how much you like it…”

“Oh G, God Lecia, it feels so good!” She squealed.

Feeling her shuttering climax nearly made me cum right along with her. I continued to work her steaming pussy until she pushed my hand away. Then I turned her toward me and sucked her cum off my finger inches from her face.

I kissed her long and hard as we swirled our tongues together.

“Can we please go to my bedroom? I need to make love to you Stacey.” I took her hand a pulled her, not waiting for an answer. She followed my lead, still panting.

I had fantasies about Stacey for weeks, since our overnighter before her interview, when we actually slept together (literally sleeping in the same bed.) She felt so good in my arms. Her skin against mine that night was like warm silk. I was nervous, anxious, feeling guilty, horny and excited as we reached the bedside. We were crossing a boundary that would change our friendship forever, if not ruin it.

I thought to myself, “Dumb Shit you just finger fucked her in the living room. The boundary has been crossed! How are you going to deal with Cynthia? This could ruin that before it really begins in earnest…”

I stopped next to the bed. My best friend stood naked before me, looking up at me with those blue eyes, filled with fear and uncertainty, waiting for my lead. With Cynthia, I was the pet, flailing about, like a lust filled puppy, interested only in making her happy. With Stacey it was the opposite. I felt powerful and in control, enjoying the fact she was… Open to suggestion.

Her blue eyes and red full lips… I leaned in and her lips parted, welcoming my kiss. They felt impossibly soft and warm. My heart raced with excitement. I felt powerless, to stop yet powerfully in control of my best friend. Watching her cum so easily and willingly, had every cell in my body excited.

My left hand caressed her shoulders as my right explored her lower back, caressing her dimples with my extended right hand. I pushed harder against her lips tilting her head back. She was nearly five inches shorter than me, so I had to extend to feel that beautifully shaped ass.

It was full and round and so soft, I could have touched it for days. My wetness grew and I did not want to stop. I wanted her and I needed to explore every inch of her, consequences be damned. I released my left hand and pulled the covers back without breaking the kiss. She smelled and tasted like heaven. Her breath a hint of mint and wine and her perfume spicy and distinct.

I broke the kiss and looked into her blue eyes and gently kissed her button nose. “I need you in my bed Stacey, please.” I said softly gently leading her there. I pulled the covers back to give her plenty of room. She wiggled toward the center of the mattress as I tossed the pillows on the floor. “We won’t need those.”

Her eyes looked longingly and nervously at me. “Lecia… are you sure…”

“Stacey, I promise, no matter what I will still be your best friend first.” I said as I climbed onto the bed, pressed my left knee between hers and pushed her legs apart allowing me room to settle in. With both legs extended between hers I climbed onto her in the push-up position. I looked at her beautiful round face and dropped to my elbows with them outside of her arms. I put my hands on her cheeks cradling her face gently as her hands caressed my back through the silk cami.

“I’ve fantasized about this since the last time we were in this bead together Stacey.” I teased her with a kiss and tongue flick before pulling back and looking at her. “You are so Beautiful, Stacey.”

“I’ve dreamt of this since sophomore year!” she blurted out awkwardly.

I looked down at her with a shocked look as my heart skipped a beat. A wave of guilt washed over me. Had I lead her on! How could I not know this? Was she in love with me? Have I been abusing her mindlessly? So many emotions shot through me at once. What if I wind up with Cynthia?

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t…”

She raised her head and kissed me as her right hand slid into my panties and caressed my ass. I got the message and kissed her back letting her warm tongue probe my mouth. Her left hand gripped my other cheek as I ground my pelvis against hers. I could feel her warm wet pussy through my panties and moaned with pleasure.

We kissed and I lowered my upper body onto hers pressing our breasts together. The warmth of our bodies pressed together sent a wave of heat from head to toe. My hips gyrated pressing my ass against her hands and then rubbing our steaming pussies together.

I gasped and lowered my face to her neck kissing her passionately. She leaned her head back and offered her neck to me. I could feel her pulse through my lips as I kissed her and teased her neck with my tongue.

“Oh, Lecia, you feel so good. Your lips are so warm. Uuuhhhhh.” she sighed, and her warm breath washed over my neck and cheek.

I planted soft kisses up and down her neck and onto her shoulders, my hands caressing the curve of her shoulders with soft kisses trailing behind. Her sighs and moans sent chills through my engorged steaming cunt. I wanted her to touch me there and feel how wet she made me, but I needed to please her and show her how much I wanted her.

“Stacey.” I panted as her hand gripped my ass and pressed my pelvis against hers. “Oh fuck.” I grunted as she ground herself against me. “O, o, o, oh!” I squealed in broken gasps ready to cum in my panties again. “Please!” I whined pulling my pussy away. “I need to taste you Stacey and feel you cum in my mouth!”

I hoped those words didn’t ruin the moment, but it was true. I needed to burry my face into her hot wetness and hear her beg me for more. The taste of her cum from my fingers lingered in my mouth driving me forward in a breathless frenzy.

She gripped my cami and pulled it up with a sense of urgency and I complied by sitting up and extending my arms over my head. Instantly I was clothing free from the waist up and dropped back to my elbows feeling our naked breasts pressed together. I tried to maintain control breathing through my nose.

Fighting the urge to dive into her soaked pussy. I arched my back and raised my abdomen and chest into the air, again kissing her slowly and deeply while I drug my pointy tits across her soft pink nipples. My stiff half inch nipples teased her tiny little nipples making them stiffen quickly.

I kissed her neck and shoulders moving toward her breast. My lips touched her smooth pink areola as my tongue teased her delicate little nipples. I found it sexy that here areolas were so soft and subtle pink they barely stood out from her satiny soft breasts. Her chest rose from the pleasure of my tongue, encouraging me to linger and pay them more attention.

Her gossamer skin tickled my breast as they traced their way down her soft belly. I rubbed my cheek across it taking in her warm smoothness. “I love touching you Stacey. You are like satin against my skin.” I turned my head and caressed her with my other cheek as I breathed in her scent. “I can smell your sweet pussy…”

I kissed lower on her belly, kissing along her curve of soft insulation as my hands caressed her smoothly shaved thighs. I shoved the covers further down and sat on my heals as I zeroed in on her dark bush. Looking up at her I rolled my head slowly from side to side letting my nose teas her. The feel of her muff tickling my nose was even better than I had imagined.

“It does tickle my nose Stacey, I knew it.” I breathed her in closing my eyes to heighten my sense of smell. “Oh God, I want to taste you Stacey.” I said slowly before exhaling and letting her steaming cunt feel my warm breath.

She whimpered with delight as my hands slid behind her knees and pushed them up and out. My panties were soaked, her scent and silky-smooth skin drove home my desire for all things feminine. I watched her drenched labia peel slowly apart as I spread her satin thighs.

She looked down at me desperately as I extended my tongue. Her eyes widened and she nodded quickly as I leaned in. I took a slow firm lick up the length of the slit. Her bush tickled my cheeks as I pressed my tongue between her lips tasting her sweet stickiness completely.

She let out a high-pitched moan. “Leeecia, that’s so… Aahh!”

Her body tensed, and her thighs squeezed in, her satin warmth engulfing my face. After several deliberate licks and her increased excitement. I pulled off and teased the crease between her thighs and mons with my tongue. She wiggled and squirmed trying to bring her pussy back into contact with my tongue.

“You seem a little antsy sweetie, what is it you want?” I asked seductively.

“Please Lecia!” She gasped thrusting her hips toward my face.

“Tell me what you want Stacey, and I will do it, I promise.” I looked up at her smiling a devious smile.

“Put that tongue back in my cunt Lecia, Please. Make me cum in your mouth please!”

I couldn’t hold out any longer. I plunged my tongue between her labia lapping up her tangy sweet nectar, licking up and down her slit. I felt her stiff little clit and sucked it in teasing it with my tongue.

“Oooooohhhhhhh yyyyyyyyeeeeeeesssss Lecia. Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh Yyyyyeeeeessss. I, I’m gonna f, fuckin cum.” Aaaaahhh! Aaaaahhhhh! Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh!”

Her back arched and hips gyrated, and I struggle to keep her clit in my mouth. I wrapped my arms around each leg holding on relentlessly sucking her clit. Her body shook as she whaled with pleasure. “Leeeecccccciiiiiaaaaa! Yyyyyeeeeesssssss Baby! Yyyyyyeeessss!”

Her warm juices flooded my cheeks mouth and tongue as I held on. Finally, she shoved my head away unable to stand any more. I took her cue and released her clit and lapped up her warm juice. After a moment I climbed back up her body and kissed her deeply. She moaned as her tongue lapped at mine taking in the taste of her sweet nectar.

Her hands slid back to my ass as she kissed my passionately. She broke the kiss trying to push my panties off. “Turnabout is fair play.” She whispered.

“Oh no Stacey, not yet. There’s another side of you to explore… Turn over.” I said rolling off. She did as commanded and rolled onto her stomach. As she did, I slipped out of my wet panties, straddled her ass and lowered my body on her back side.

I pulled her hair aside and nuzzled my lips against her neck. “I want to touch all of you Stacey.” My breasts pressed against her back as I gently kissed her neck.

I sat up riding her ass rubbing her shoulders. ” I love the shape of your shoulders and neck.” I leaned down kissing her shoulders as I rubbed.

I sat back up and continued her shoulder rub and pressed my wet pussy against her ass cheek. “Can you feel how wet you make me Stacey?” I ground myself against her ass. “I love the way your skin feels against mine.” I wondered if I could make myself cum rubbing against her.

I slid over to her other cheek and began to kiss her spine. “Don’t move sweetie.” I slid off and quickly reached in my night stand and retrieved the silver bullet. Her head was turned the other way, so she did not see.

Then I positioned myself between her legs and pressed my breasts against her ass while I continued rubbing and kissing my way down her spine. She sighed, spread her legs and relaxed her shapely ass. It was wide and round and soft as silk. My hands slid off onto the bed holding me up over her.

“Can I please kiss your beautiful ass Stacey?”

She whimpered and whispered, “Yes, you may Lecia…”

I wasted no time kissing my way down and around her left cheek. “So soft and smooth.” I continued back up, nose tickling her ass crack as I kissed my may along.

“Oh, Lecia.” She sighed softly.

I moved to her right cheek kissing down her crack and back up and around. Then I turned my head to the right and drug my cheek against hers. “So soft Stacey.” I turned the other cheek and repeated on her left, lowering myself between her legs.

I could see her bush peeking out below her ass with her slit lined up perfectly with the crack of her ass, giving the appearance of one continuous crack. I took the six-inch silver bullet in my mouth and sucked it quietly lubing it with my saliva. “Oh, my Stacey, I see that sweet pussy teasing me.”

I extended my tongue and inserted my nose between her cheeks and teased her dark pink labia with my tongue. Stacey responded by sliding her left knee up the bed giving me better access to her slit and exposing her dark little sphincter.

I pressed my nose against her asshole and licked her spongy warm labia before moving up her buns and kissing them gently. Next, I turned on the vibrator and gently pressed it between her pussy lips continuing to kiss her ass. “Hooooo!” She panted as the vibrator slid halfway in.

Her hips began to rock slowly pushing the dildo in and out. I continued to cover her ass with kisses as the vibrator did its job. Then, I pulled it out and drug the tip slowly from her clit to her asshole. She practically jumped up to her knees, face down and ass up, nearly making me cum as she offered herself to me completely.

“Oh, you like that do you?” I asked teasingly.

“Yes, please.” She panted.

I pressed the tip against her clit, and she began to rub herself against it harder and faster. Not ready to let her cum yet, I ever so slowly slid the tip up her slit, not letting her push it in. I just let the vibrator tickle her engorged lips, pulling it back if she tried to press it in. “Please Lecia…”

“I’ll tell you when I’m ready Stacey. I wanna have a little fun first.” I said letting her know who was in control.

As the vibrator tickled her asshole, she let out a quiet squeal. “Oh Stacey, is that a sensitive spot sweetie?”

She moaned in agreement.

“Do you want it in there Stacey?” I pressed it gently against her rosebud.

She did not respond, but also did not pull away, so I pulled it away holding it against her cheek. She whimpered as he dark little asshole puckered and released. I suddenly felt the urge to kiss it and recalled the same urge when I first saw Cynthia’s. I leaned in when suddenly fear took over and I was afraid she would think I went too far. I exhaled and she raised her ass toward my warm breath.

I took cue, leaned in and kissed her sphincter. She pressed herself against me, so I opened and teased her with my tongue while I pressed the vibrator into her pussy.

Her body trembled as I pushed the vibrator and my tongue further in. “Oh, fuck Lecia, that’s, that’s…” She gasped.

She buried her face into the mattress and rocked back and forth. Her pussy flooded my fingers with her wetness and my tongue flooded her asshole with saliva. I could not believe what I was doing but feeling her reaction made me crazy. I pressed my pointed tongue into her tight hole and fucked her pussy with the vibrator as she screamed into the mattress with pleasure.

I could taste her cum as she fucked the dildo wildly gyrating her hips spreading her cum on the dildo, my chin, lips and fingers. My own pussy was a warm wet engorged mess in need of relief.

Stacey rocked forward and back surrendering to an earth-shaking orgasm before collapsing spread eagle on the bed. She turned her head to the side panting. “Oh my God, Alecia.” She took several breaths. “That was… Amazing… Fuuuuck!” She gasped.

I collapsed with my face resting on her ass like a pillow, breathing in her womanly scent.

“Come up here please.” she said catching her breath.

I raised up and she turned over pulling me up next to her. We laid on our sides facing each other, heads propped up on our elbows. She smiled, flashing those blue eyes and leaned in for a kiss. Then she slid her tongue in my mouth and pushed me to my back. Next, she climbed on and straddled me kissing her way quickly to my breasts.

A jolt of pleasure shot from my right nipple to my clit and she kissed and sucked my pointy areola and nipple into those soft lips. I closed my eyes and surrendered myself to her magical lips. I spread my legs, rested my right hand on her head and raised my left arm over my head letting her have her way.

She continued to kiss my breast as her right hand slid closer to my enflamed pussy. I swallowed hard and raised my pelvis to meet her approaching fingers. Her middle finger slid over my screaming clit into my wet little crack. Her mouth worked my left nipple as her finger entered me.

“Oh my, Lecia, what a wet and horny little slut you are.” She went back to me tit.

I gasped for air and groaned my compliance as her finger slid in and out. “Oh God Stacey.”

I ground myself against her finger needing to cum at the hand of my best friend. She slid in a second and began finger fucking me in earnest.

“Yeeesss. Oh God Yes!” I grunted through clenched teeth. “I’m gonna cum Stacey.” I writhed and thrust my hips to meet her fingers. Her tongue pressed firmly on my nipple wiggling side to side sending tingles through my body and pushing me over the end.

“I’m cumming St, Stacey. F, feels so, goo, good! Aaaahhhh!”

My back arched lifting my ass off the bed and my mouth was open with no sound escaping. I could hear the sound of her fingers sloshing in my pussy as the orgasm gripped me. I collapsed back to the bed and sucked in a much-needed breath as my orgasm peaked.

While I caught my breath, she slid down my abdomen kissing my belly button and tonging my belly. Then she positioned herself between my legs began to lap at my pussy with her l tongue. Her warm tongue separated my labia dipping in licking up my slit past my clit.

She looked at me as her head picked up and her tongue retracted. Her lips closed and wiggled as if she were tasting a good steak. “Yummy.” She plunged back in and wiggled her tongue inside me.

I raised my knees to allow her to penetrate me deeper. Her lips and tongue were in constant motion. “Oh my God Stacey, you’re amazing.” I leaned back and closed my eyes loving the sensation of her warm tongue probing and licking as her nose tickled my clit.

She got into a rhythm of probe and wiggle mixed with a lick up my slit and a suck of my clit. I hummed and moaned when she hit the spot. “I love this Stacey. Oh God you make me feel good.” I put a hand on her head touched her amber hair and let her know I approved.

I began to breath deeper feeling a climax building. As she sensed it, she would take a few slow licks to slow things down a bit. Each time she backed off I would whine a little louder begging her to finish me off.

“What’s the matter Lecia? Do you want me to stop?” she taunted.

“Please don’t stop Stacey, it feels so g, good!” She slid two fingers in and focused her tongue on my clit. “Oh shit, oh yeah!” I squealed. “That’s it Stacey! Oh God right there! OH f, fuuuck!”

“You like that Lecia?” She pounded her fingers at full speed.

“Fuck yes! Oh Stacey! Fuck me Baby! Ahhh Fuuuucck Mmmmeeee!” I screamed, almost hoping the neighbors could hear.

“Listen to you screaming like a slut!” She wiggled her tongue at amazing speed on my clit.

“Make me c, cum Lecia! Oh fuck, I’m cum, ming hard! D, don’t stop! Oh! God!”

I again lifted my ass off the bed cumming with her tongue overwhelming my clit. My body spasmed as I yelled her name. “Oh God Stacie! Ssssstaaaaiiiiicccccieeeee! Ssssssstaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiccccccieeeeeeeee!”

I collapsed down shoving her face in my cunt as the powerful orgasm peaked and began to subside. She moaned, removed her fingers and licked my pussy clean while caressing my stomach with her hand.

I continued rubbing her hair as she swabbed up my cum with her magical tongue. After a moment she climbed back up and kissed me. I loved tasting my cum on her.

I pulled the covers up over us and we kissed, our bodies pressed together, skin to skin for several minutes before I snuggled next to her as she laid on her back. Her arm was under my neck as I nuzzled in her neck, gently kissing her.

“I love this Stacey. You feel like heaven.” I whispered sleepily.

“Uh huh.” She sighed in agreement.

I lay there listening to her breath and drifted off to sleep.

I awoke at 8:38 AM! I was late for work. The fog of Cynthia, Stacey and multiple bottles of wine, made me forget my alarm. I was naked and sticky and there was no sign of Stacey.

“Stacey!” I yelled with no response. I put on a robe and went to the living room. “Stacey?” No reply again. I looked in her room and her bed was untouched.

Then I saw a note on the dining table.

Lecia,

I wanted to thank you for a wonderful night. Six months ago, it would have made me the happiest woman on earth. But I woke up thinking about you and Cynthia. I really think it best to back up and give you the space and time to explore that relationship without my interference.

I value our friendship above all else and would not want to jeopardize that for anything. If I somehow got in the way of your professional or personal relationship with Cynthia, I would never forgive myself. Not to mention, I owe Cynthia a tremendous debt for helping me land the Yankee job. So, I think it best if we chalk up last night to too much wine and keep our relationship as it has been. Best Friends Forever and roommates!

I want to make it clear. I am not upset, or angry. I just want to make sure we will always be friends. I’m leaving tonight on a business trip and with your travels, we will have time to take a step back and evaluate.

Love You,

Stacey

My mind raced but as I thought about it, she was probably right. We both have had massive change in our lives and now would not be a good time to completely upend our friendship. But I did have to smile as I replayed last night in my mind. Damn she felt good!

I sent her a text.

Me: Got your note. Last night was amazing, but you are probably right. Are we OK?

Stacey: It was amazing. So is our friendship. We are definitely OK. 🙂

Me: Thanks for being my friend! Gotta go, late for work!

Stacey: Naughty girl!

I breathed a sigh of relief, optimistic that Stacey and I were ok. I showered and rushed to work.

The next four weeks was a torturous whirlwind of work and pent up lustful energy. The first night in the apartment was torture. I returned home at 9:00 PM to the aftermath of the previous night. My bed a was in shambles, Stacey’s scent still on my sheets. I found myself nose to the bed breathing her in.

“Stop it!” I yelled to myself. I scooped of the sheets and put them in the wash machine. I cleaned up the wine bottles and glasses. My reflection in the mirror brought back the image of her naked before me, watching herself cum from my touch.

I walked away trying to stop the flow of images in my head. The sight of Cynthia in those jeans, my first conscious thought of wanting her. The magic diamond between her ass and thighs when she sun bathed on her patio. The triangle above Stacey’s glorious ass, connecting the dots between her dimples and ass crack. All those images of the women on the beach in Italy.

I finished cleaning up and opened my lap top reviewing the demo of the LVMH web site. This would become my refuge in the coming weeks. Burying myself in work was the only way to stop the barrage of lust filled images.

That first evening I was wrapping up a little after midnight when the personal cell phone chimed with a text from Cynthia. It was a picture of her in a red lace bra and panty laying on the bed in a seductive pose.

Cynthia: Woke up thinking of you.

She looked amazing. Her breasts pushing out the top of the bra and her flat belly and cute little belly button begging for my tongue. Her hair looked flawless. “Just woke up?” I said to myself. “Right.”

Me: How about we forget your restrictions on me and have a phone call?

Cynthia: No chance sweetie. You owe me four first.

Me: Four weeks is torture! Going to bed!

Cynthia: No touchy

Me: Good Night 🙁

I found myself staring at the picture far too long. Eventually I managed to get to sleep.

From then on, I threw myself into work sixteen hours per day. I convinced Maurice and Russell to stay with me during the Australia and New Zealand swing, even though there was no language barrier. They helped keep me occupied and out of trouble. I made sure they joined me on the beach to provide a distraction for my wondering eyes during the weekend R&R.

All things considered I felt much better about my level of control by the end of the four weeks. Stacey and I kept in touch mainly by text and talked once per week. We really never talked about that night, which, I think, made us both happy. I did my best to keep communication and conversation with Cynthia, purely professional. I tried to keep them during business hours on her end so she would be less likely to get off track.

As the timing approached and we began to plan the logistics of getting together, Cynthia began to turn up the heat. I would finish up my Australian trip on a Thursday evening and fly Friday morning. That would give us the weekend in West Palm, then I would spend three days in Miami and have a one-day cruise before returning Thursday evening. I would meet her again Friday morning in West Palm Beach for a three-day weekend.

The morning of my departure I received a text.

Cynthia: Remember, you owe me four.

Me: Don’t worry. I plan on paying you back in full, mind blowing, earth shaking magnitude Ms. Cynthia.

Cynthia: Payment in full up front.

Me: I will pay from the front, side, back or upside down. However, you prefer.

Cynthia: I’ll be thinking about that all day. Hurry!

The jet had to refuel in LA before continuing to Miami. I left Sydney Friday morning at 10:00 AM. They are 14 hours ahead and I arrived 23 hours later at 9:00PM in West Palm. I tried to sleep on the flights, but anticipation was high. I managed to get a couple hours on each flight, but Jet lag was hitting me when I reached Miami. I texted her upon arrival.

Me: On the ground.

Cynthia: Out front.

When I stepped out I could barely breath when I saw here standing with her back to me wearing those fucking blue jeans. Exactly as I remembered, painted on, carrying half way up her ass crack. Here round firm buns were possibly the sexist sight I have ever seen. Her wide leather belt strained downward in the center from the pull of her belt loop. Her ass cheeks formed a perfect smile as they met the back of her legs.

I got close without her noticing and sat my bags down. Then I snuck up behind her and whispered in her ear as my hand reach the inverted V between her ass cheeks. I slid my hand down and between her legs, palms up. “You rotten little tease. I told you what those jeans do to me and you wore them anyway. I cannot be responsible for my actions.”

I pushed her hair aside and kissed her neck from behind rubbing her ass and pussy through those jeans. She tilted her head and exposed her neck freely. I didn’t care who saw and when I breathed her perfume my pussy was engulfed with warm wetness immediately. “Soiled my panties in thirty seconds.” I thought to myself as I kissed and fondled her freely.

“Missed me a little?” she joked. She had a skin tight black short sleeved button-down shirt and was standing in front of a black and white Suzuki crotch rocket. Her hands were on it as if it were hers. But she could not have come pick me up on this. What about my bags? It looked brand new and had an R with GSX under it. It was a crotch rocket for sure. One of the racing bikes where the driver practically lays on their stomach while driving.

I wanted to slip my left hand in her blouse and…

She spun around and hugged me and slid her hands to my ass. I thrust my tongue into her mouth and kissed her passionately. After as long moment of, what’s the right word? Enthusiastic kissing, she seemed to recall we were in public and pulled away. She held both of my hands between us, took a step back and looked me up and down.

“Damn Leasie, you look… Stunning.” She smiled and her pale blue eyes smiled too. The black blouse formed to her breasts perfectly, and her nipples press against the tight fabric begging for attention.

I was wearing a sleeveless V-neck handkerchief sun dress I picked up in Australia. I had not seen anything quite like it. It had a deep v neck with a six-inch-wide lace trim on each side of the v. The lace would be best described resembling and antique white table runner. The back was a low-cut v without the trim with a tie string across my upper back that held the dress onto my shoulders.

The dress was a black fabric with a red and white floral pattern. It got the handkerchief name from the cut of the hem. It resembled a folded bandana. There was a point at each knee and an inverted V in front that exposed just a bit of my inner thighs. It also V ‘d up on the sides with a point hanging down on either side in back just outside my knees. The inverted V in back also provided a peek at my thighs.

I hated the color on the rack but when I put it on with my black hair and tanned skin, it just clicked. The parts of my body that peeked through made me feel sexy. The look in her eyes let me know she agreed. To top it off I was braless.

“Turn around and let me see the back.” I turned and stopped. The dress puffed out and settled back against my legs. She traced the outline of the open back and then traced the line of the tie string and lingered at the bow.” So, if I pulled this, I could slide the shoulder straps and this pretty dress would just drop to the ground?”

Another wave of excitement shot through me. What she didn’t know was I purchased some thong panties to go with the dress. Normally I hated the but floss. But for Cynthia, normal thought went out the window.

She waved to a young man standing next to a car. As I turned to look, I could see the wide-eyed puppy dog look on his face. He apparently had much enjoyed the show we just put on for him. “Can you pleased get Ms. Carmichael’s bags and take them to the house. She’ll be riding with me.”

She turned back to me. “Are you ready Leasie?” She tapped the seat the seemed hand out in space above the rear tire with nothing to hold me on in back.

The look of apprehension on my face was apparent. I rode on a motorcycle with my uncle when I was 14. We went around the block and nearly got hit by a car that was not paying attention. I never got back on and have never had the urge to do so. “No helmets?” I whimpered.

She gripped my shoulder. “Trust me sweetie, you’re gonna love the wind in your hair.” She pulled me toward the bike. “Have you ever ridden one of these before?”

“Ah, No!” I said terrified.

“It’s ok Leasie, really. I will get on first. When I tell you ok, you will put your foot right there, and throw your leg over the back and put your sweet little ass right there.” She tapped the tiny seat hanging out in the air. “You should put your hands around my waist and put your chin on my shoulder and then when I tell you. put your heels in the stirrups, and we are ready.”

She climbed on grabbed the handle bar straightened it and put out her right hand. “Climb on sweetie.”

Terrified, I took her hand and climbed on. As I did so, it occurred to me that a sun dress is not the ideal clothing for riding the back of a crotch rocket. I was extremely nervous my skirt would get caught in the rear wheel and pull me to my death. I tucked my skirt in between my thighs and the seat and put a bear hug on Cynthia.

She brought the bike upright and started it. “Feet in?”

I found the stirrups and pressed my feet in. We leaned uncomfortably far forward, and it felt like my knees were practically at my chin. When she hit the gas, I screamed and hugged her tighter. Thank God the airport speed limit was so slow. It did give me a moment to get the feel of it.

“How are you doing sweetie?” She asked confidently.

“OK so far,” I did like the wind in my hair and getting to cling on to her like a back pack wasn’t so bad. I did smell her perfume which always got me going.

“That’s good, just relax and breath. You will really love it.”

We turned on Southern Blvd and she sped up sending a vibration through my seat, directly to my lady parts. The forward Leaning position on the crotch rocket did have it’s good point. “Holy Shit Cynthia I can feel that in my clit. I think Mr. Happy has met his match.”

“There’s my horny little slut.” She smiled.

As we picked up speed, I could feel my skirt blowing up in the back. “Although this dress and a thong, might not have been the best clothing choice.”

“A thong? How did I miss that?” She laughed.

Next, we turned onto I-95 and she unleashed. I have no idea how fast we were going but it felt like 200 miles per hour. In reality we were just keeping up with traffic. My skirt back crawled up my back completely exposing my thonged ass. Fortunately, we got off the freeway quickly and turned on Okeechobee Boulevard toward the Beach. But not before a few honks from random cars and a few comments and whoops from a jeep full of young men with the top down.

We arrived at the Beach and she held the bike until I dismounted and then she leaned it on the kick stand and got off. “Right this way Ms. Carmichael.”

She walked toward the beach and my eyes were drawn immediately to her incredible ass. She seemed to walk with an exaggerated sway, but it may have just been the fit of those jeans that made it appear that way. They fit so tight but her firm ass was perfectly round and seemed to be trying to burst free. They road up and separated her cheeks with a curvaceous V that begged for my touch again. With each step the bottom of her cheek formed a perfect little smile as her ass clenched.

The thick leather belt had a series of little holes with metal rings crimped inside. Her center belt loop pulled the thick belt down as her buns stained the enforced leather.

“Damn Cynthia, those jeans should be illegal. I can’t stop looking at that ass. I just want to drop to my knees and bite it!”

“Amen!” Said a young male voice off to my side. “Holy shit!”

Cynthia kept walking, unfazed. I kept focused on that ass, so tight, so small, yet bulbously substantial. Her black shirt fit her form like skin with not even the slightest roll anywhere around the tight leather belt. She had incredible genetics, but she was also a relentless physical fitness junkie. I was jealous, horny, totally in awe of her beauty and in complete disbelief that she wanted me.

She stopped at a blanket and picnic basket with a wine bottle and glasses on a tray. There was a young lady standing next to it. “Thank you, Katie, would you please come back in thirty minutes?”

She stopped at the foot of the blanket looked at me, smiled, and turned to look at the moonlight over the water. I wanted us to see this, but I must say, you are far more breath taking. My heart raced as she looked me in the eye and leaned in for a kiss. Her wavy blonde hair highlighted her face beautifully.

When our lips touched everything else faded into the background. I wrapped my arms around her, and we melted together. Her lips were warm and soft, and her tongue slipped into my mouth. We kissed passionately sending a pulse of warm wetness through my pussy. My hands slid down her sides and back past that straining belt to those amazing buns.

The obnoxious young men gave a couple more whoops and a round of applause. When I started to react, Cynthia hugged me tighter and thrust her tongue deeper into my mouth. I got the message and began to squeeze those buns again. Her right hand slid up my left thigh under the handkerchief dress around my bare ass. Her left hand quickly slid to my right cheek.

She moaned as she kissed me, and I probed her mouth with my tongue deeper and faster letting her know I approved. She removed her right hand as I slid mine into her back pocket. Oh God her ass was tight.

She slid her right hand down the front of my thigh and found the inverted V in the front of my skirt and brought her hand up my bare thigh to the front of my thong. As her hand hit home, I moaned and broke the kiss. “Please don’t I can’t take it. I’ll cum in my panties right here.” I said loud enough for a comment from the lingering young men.

“Yes, do it.” He groaned.

Cynthia completely ignored them and looked me in the eye grinning. “As much as I want that. “You owe me four before you may cum again.” She said as her middle finger pressed between my labia like a hotdog in a wet silk covered bun. “You have soiled your panties again Ms. Carmichael. I am going to have to confiscate them.”

I whimpered and trembled nearly ready to cum, breathed a big sigh of relief when she pulled back her finger, still kneading my ass with he left hand. I would not have been able to hold out. She sucked the finger seductively and moaned. “Mmmmmm.” She pulled it out and said. “You’ve soaked right through, you horny little slut… Delicious.” She gave me another deep tongue swirling kiss.

Then she dropped to her knees and slid both hands under my dress and up my hips. Next, she gripped the string of my thong and pulled them slowly down. One of the young men chirped up. “Oh my God.” In a squeaky voice like he was in pain.

Somehow, the fact that they were watched combined with Cynthia’s complete focus on me, apparently not even cognoscente of their presence, made me all the more excited.

“These panties are mine now and you will remember you owe me four orgasms before you may cum for me again.” The panties were at my knees and coming into view of the onlookers.

“I can help with that Miss.” Said one of the voices.

“You did refrain from masturbating since our last session, correct?”

Thinking quickly, I replied. “I haven’t cum in four weeks Ms. Cynthia. I wanted to make myself cum every day thinking of you.”

I stood there looking down in her eyes as she continued in a serious tone. “If you fail to pay your debt first I will have to punish you, understood?” I nodded and stepped out of my pantie.

“Punish me please.” Said one of the voices. Cynthia continued to ignore them and stood back up.

As she did, she brought her hand back to my oozing slit and drug her finger, splitting my labia again. I gasped and looked desperately in her eyes, trembling. “I don’t care how wet and hot your little pussy feels, you don’t cum until I tell you Ms. Carmichael.”

She stopped with her finger tip on my clit and wiggled it slowly. At the same time, she brought the panties to her nose with her left hand and continued to torture me with her right. Her eyes closed as she took a slow steady sniff. “Oh Ms. Carmichael, Mmmmmmmm.”

“Oh God.” Whined one of the young men.

Cynthia leaned in and kissed me, giving my lips a quick brush of her tongue. “Ms. Carmichael, I had hoped for some romantic time in the moonlight this evening…” Her finger slid down my slit and into my screaming wet cunt. “But I feel there are more urgent matters that need attending…” I moaned and nodded. “This section of beach is usually quite private after dark, but not this evening unfortunately. Shall we go to my house and work on your payment plan?” I nodded. “Good then let’s go someplace more discrete.” She said loud enough for the audience to hear.

As she strutted away, it occurred to me, all the thought she put into our beach blanket moonlight picnic and we never even sat down. One look at her ass as she walked away, and I knew the beach, with an audience was not where I wanted to be. I looked at the horny young men and smiled. “She is all mine boys. You have a great evening. I know I will!”

It was a warm steamy night in south Florida and my body tingled all over in anticipation of it getting hotter and steamer. I watched her ass flexing in those jeans and followed drooling like a Pavlovian dog. She climbed on the bike and bobbed her head for me to come closer.

I walked closer, overwhelmed by how sexy she looked sitting on the bike with her blond hair hanging down her black blouse. Her breasts strained the buttons and her ass bulged against the black leather seat. When her hungry blue eyes met mine, I leaned it for a kiss. Her lips parted to meet mine, and I hesitated barely brushing lips before lashing at her with my tongue.

“Ms. Carmichael, would you please take the bitch seat so I can get you home and put that slutty little tongue to work.” She thrust her tongue in my mouth and pulled back.

A wave of wetness flowed through my hungry pussy. I loved the thought of being her pet. No one else has ever had such an effect on me. I climbed on and hugged her waist tightly and settled onto the seat. My wet pussy pushed against the warm leather separating my labia as I leaned forward.

“Oh my God, Cynthia. I think I just soiled you seat. I want you so much,” I whispered in her ear.

“You little tease, you’re gonna pay you debt tonight.” She started the bike and I squealed as the vibration hit my clit.

“Oh fuck, I feel that in my clit!”

“Don’t even think about it slut you will pay your debt in full tonight. Understand?” She gave it some gas and we motored on.

Yes Ms. Cynthia, I’m 100% at your service.” I said in her ear.

The thought of pealing those jeans off and tasting her wet pussy combined with the vibration through the seat started an overwhelming stimulation of my clit. “Oh God Cynthia that vibration on my clit.” I yelled in a desperate high-pitched voice.

She gave it more gas. I squeezed her hard. Our bodies were pressed together, my inner thighs squeezed her hips and thighs against the bike. I began to tremble as I surrendered to the vibrating leather on my clit. “Fuck, I’m cumming Ms. Cynthia. I c, can’t… Ffffuccckkkkk! Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh M, Ms. Cynthia.” I pressed myself against the seat feeling the power Cynthia was sending through the bike into my spasming body. I grunted as my orgasm peaked before she stopped at a traffic light.

She sat upright with her feet on the ground and looked over her shoulder, grinning. “You horny little slut, I can’t believe you couldn’t wait one more minute. We’re thirty seconds from my gate and you cum all over my seat. You’re gonna lick the seat clean and then I’ll see if anymore punishment will be needed.”

“I’m sorry Cynthia…”

“What did you call me?”

“Ms. Cynthia!” I corrected myself.

The light changed, and we rode about 300 yards to a gated entry and turned in. She entered the code and we drove into an arched driveway that went to the front of the house and then continued to the exit gate. It was a beautiful large estate with royal palms in front and great arched doorway.

She stopped and waited for me to climb off before shutting it down and kick standing it. Then she turned toward me and slid her hand to the back of my neck and pulled me to her. “You nearly made me cum in my pants you little…” She kissed me hard and passionately panting through her nose as she penetrated my mouth with her tongue.

After a moment she released me and ordered me to turn around. When I did, she pulled the dress tie string on the back of my dress and slid the straps off my shoulders as she began kissing my neck. The dress dropped straight to the ground and I was completely naked in her driveway except for my stacked heeled Louis Vuittons.

She wrapped her hands around me and gripped my breasts firmly. “These are mine.” She kissed my neck and slid a hand down my belly and cupped my pussy. “This is mine until you pay your debt.”

“Yes Ms. Cynthia!” I panted.

“Now clean off my seat you little slut!”

I did as commanded and her hands gripped both my ass cheeks. “These are mine too.” I nodded as I licked my juices off the seat. She kneaded my ass rubbing a thumb against my sphincter rather roughly. “You will do whatever I tell you until your debt is paid. Understood?”

“Yes Ms. Cynthia.” I replied and finished the seat.

“Kick off those shoes and I want you to remain naked and available at all times until you settle your debt to my complete satisfaction.”

I did as commanded and left my dress and shoes lying in the driveway. I followed her into the house eyes fixed on those jeans and round beautiful buns. I did notice my bags sitting in the foyer as I followed her to the living room.

She backed up to the sofa and looked at me smiling as I approached her completely exposed. She shook her head slowly, eyeing me head to toe. “Scrumptious.”

She held out her hands and I took them, allowing her to pull me close. She held my hands out to the side of our hips pulling me against her. My naked breast pushed against her blouse. Our fingers interlocked and she pulled my hands down and outward bringing me closer

She tilted her head, kissed me softly and released my hands. I brought my hand up her back and gripped her shoulders as her hand caressed my ass. I felt like I could kiss her forever but needed to get her out of those clothes. I broke the kiss and looked at her.

“Can I please get you out…”

“Oh, hi Mrs. Garcia. You may go. I have things well in hand. Thank you.”

I looked over to see a young Hispanic woman smiling a wry smile. “Good night Ms. Liebert. Pleasure to meet you Ms. Carmichael.” She walked into the kitchen and apparently out through the garage.

“May I please help you out of those clothes Ms. Cynthia?”

She gripped my head with both hands. “Yes, you may Ms. Carmichael.” She kissed me as I unbuttoned her blouse. When I reached her last button, I gripped the halves of her shirt front and pulled the blouse tails out of her pants. She released my face and lowered her arms so I could slide it off her shoulders.

While we continued to kiss, I reached around and pushed the blouse down her back, and she pulled her hands through. I quickly moved to her rear braw clasp and pulled it off. She put her arms around me and pulled me close, pressing our breasts together.

I slid my hands to her thick belt and pried it free. I tugged it through her belt loops and pulled it off.

“I’ll take that Ms. Carmichael.” She pulled it from my hand. “I may need to remind you of your obligation.”

I slid down to my knees with a pause to kiss her soft full breasts. I unbuttoned her jeans.

“You now owe me five orgasms before you may cum.” She was quiet for a moment and continued. “But as part of your punishment I think we need to raise that to seven.”

I wined as I worked her zipper down.

“Do you think that’s too harsh Ms. Carmichael?

I nodded and pulled the flaps of her jean apart peeling them down. “Would you prefer the belt on that sweet little ass of yours?”

I did not respond, afraid of what she might do. I worked the jeans past her ass and down her legs, taking her panties with them. When I finally cleared her knees, I realized I forgot her boots. I pulled the tight pant legs up over the black thick soled ankle boots. She sat on the back of the couch and raised one foot at a time while I slid them off and removed her ankle socks. I kissed the top of each foot as she smiled down at me.

I worked the pants off and there she was naked before me. I stood on my knees face to face with her shave little slit. It was just a perfect little slit and from my vantage point I could see the curve of her buns through her thigh gap curving out and away from the bottom of her crack.

My hands gripped her hips and I looked at her beautiful body before me. Her belly was smooth with a hint of muscular abs peeking out. Her belly button was a cute round innie. Her hips curve out and she had almost no tan line. With her bush completely shaved her pussy looked tiny. Her inner labia were completely within her crack. The tip of her slit widened just slightly. The little gap seemed perfect for my tongue tip to wiggle in and find her stiff little clit.

“Ms. Cynthia, you are so beautiful, even your little pussy is perfect. I could get lost just looking at you.” The little semi circles of her ass cheeks reminded me of that world class ass, and I knew where to start. “Ms. Cynthia can I please touch your ass and kiss that sweet little pussy.”

She moaned softly and stood tall with her legs slightly spread. My hands drifted around her backside gripping her firm round buns. “Oh my, that ass…” My tongue extended down below her slit as my nose touched her pelvis. I contacted the bottom of her slit with my tongue tip and pulled it up her length. When I reached the little gap, my tongue tip pushed in. Her little button stiffened quickly as my tongue tease it.

“Mmmm, Ms. Carmichael, where have you been my pet? It has been far too long.” She stoked my hair.

I pulled her buns hard toward me and extended my tongue, lapping at her bitter sweet wetness. Her scent made my heart race and pussy tingle. The feel of my tongue between her labia, was heaven on earth. I looked up at her. “I love tasting you Ms. Cynthia and your scent makes my body tingle everywhere.” I stuck my tongue out as she watched me lean in slowly snaking my tongue between her soft warm lips.

She released my head and let her arms dangle, gently swaying back and forth. She whispered, eyes closed, with a look of ecstasy on her face. “I love a woman who pays her debts. Uuuummmmmm, I love what you do to me Leasie.” She whimpered hips vibrating. I continued to lap at her slit, kiss and suck her clit and tongue her some more.

She rolled her hips in tiny little vibrating thrust. “Ohhhhh Leeeeaaaassssssiiiieeee!

I loved how her buns were a perfect handful with my fingers spread. I gripped them hard and shoved my face against her hot pussy and thrust my tongue at her steaming sweet cunt. I could feel her juices flooding my tongue and face and continued drink her in. My heart raced as her excitement grew.

Her body stiffened and as her juices flowed. “Leassie! Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh!” She squealed in rapid bursts like a choo-choo train.

She held me hard against her and I kept my head and tongue in constant motion in her silky warm cunt as her cum flooded my mouth. The feeling of her body convulsing completely at my mercy was a feeling of overwhelming power and excitement.

As orgasm number one passed, I licked her clean clinging with both hands to her incredible buns. Eventually she pulled me up, gripped my head with both hands and stunned me as she licked her cum off my chin and continued across my lips and part of my cheek. “Uhm, Yummy.” She said kissing me deeply. “Let me show you the bedroom Ms. Carmichael.”

“Let me get my bag…”

“You won’t be needing clothes Ms. Carmichael.” She stated matter of factly.

“I have other items we may need. Ms. Cynthia.” I said seductively.

“Humph, OK then! Your first payment has been received. Only six more…” She walked toward the bedroom.

“Please Ms. Cynthia, it should be four more.” I pulled a small leather bag from my suitcase and followed her to the bedroom.

“So, you would prefer the alternate punishment Ms. Carmichael?

“No please…”

“Ok then, you will need to make me cum six more times before you’ve earned the right to cum again. I’m sure that won’t be more than three days.” She yawned. It’s been a long day already. Do you think we should call it a night and start again tomorrow?”

“No please. What’s the other punishment exactly?” I asked desperately.

“Five lashed on that precious little ass and we’ll remove one orgasm from your debt.” Said Cynthia.

I thought for a moment looking at her standing naked before me. I wanted her so badly. I wanted to feel her, naked against me and kiss every inch of her. My pussy was wet and tingling and I knew I would do anything to please her… Anything to get some relief. Her touch was more powerful than any drug. I recalled how easily she made me cum in that conference room with just her fingers…

“Come here Ms. Carmichael, lay on the bed with your ass up and feet on the floor. I think a good spanking is in order. I’ll be right back.” She went to the living room.

I laid on the bed, ass up with elbows out and hands on my chin. My ass hung on the edge of the bed and toes on the floor. I could not believe I was submitting myself for a spanking and getting wetter by the second.

“Aren’t you a good pet, ready and willing to be corrected…” She said happily. I could see her shadow pacing back and forth behind me. “I could look at your cute little ass all day Leasie.” She put a foot between my ankles and bounced it side to side off my feet. “Spread those sexy little legs.”

As I spread them wide, she stepped in between my legs and began caressing my ass. “Look at the pretty pink wet pussy all ready for me… You seem to have issues taking instruction outside the workplace Ms. Carmichael and I’m afraid this could get out of hand. We really need to nip this problem in the buns.” Her bare hand slapped my right cheek sending a sting in my ass and tingle in my clit. “You were told not to cum weren’t you Ms. Carmichael?” A second slap hit my left cheek.

I squawked, more from pleasure than pain. “Yet you came on my seat didn’t you slut!” Her belt thumped on the bed next to me as she whipped it hard onto the. Mattress.

“Yes, I’m sorry Ms. Cynthia, you excite me so much…” Her hand caressed my ass again and slid between my legs touching my pussy. A finger slid in. “Your little slut cunt is soaked again Ms. Carmichael!” Her finger slipped out and the belt cracked my left cheek.

“Ah!” I squeaked. Whack! It hit my right cheek. “Ah!” I was enjoying it. Two fingers went in and slid slowly in and out. “Please Ms. Cynthia…”

“You horny little slut! Your little slut cunt is just gushing. I can’t believe this!”

Her fingers slid in and out and I rocked my hips fucking her fingers powerless to stop myself. She made me lose control completely and I loved it. “Please Ms. Cynthia.” I repeated and she pulled out again.

Whack! Whack! Whack! she brought the belt hard across my bare ass. I was shocked and unable to scream as the speed and force of the belt seemed to cause a slight delay in my senses. A sharp stinging pain erupted in my buns after a few seconds that intensified with each second that past. My eyes watered and my ass seemed to be steaming with heat.

“Now that I have your attention Ms. Carmichael, I need you to crawl up here so I can put you over my knee. “She sat next to me on the end of bed and tapped the top of her thighs with her palms.

As commanded, I crawled up and laid face down with my pelvis over her thighs. She had placed the belt on the bed beside her and my upper body actually covered it. I pulled it all the way under me as I laid down, hoping to keep it out of sight and out of mind.

The fire in my ass was still intensifying from the three powerful swats. I hoped the first two lashes counted toward the five because two more like the last three was a terrifying thought.

“Are you going to follow instructions from now on Ms. Carmichael?”

“Yes, mam I promise Ms. Cynthia.” I whimpered submissively.

She began gently caressing my burning buns. “Such a pretty ass, it’s a shame I had to turn it so red. But on the bright side You’re now down to five. Twenty-five more lashes and I’ll make you cum Leasie.” She slid her fingers down my ass and pressed her middle finger between my labia. “Ummm, you are so warm and soft Ms. Carmichael…”

It felt so good, I moaned trying to imagine what twenty-five more lashes would feel like. “Oh, I just love touching your wet little slut cunt.” She slid in two fingers and my ass raised up to meet her. “You like having me inside you, don’t you?” I nodded and whimpered. “You want me to make you cum again don’t you Slut!” She shoved them in deep.

“Yes, please Fuck me Ms. Cynthia!” I yelled fucking her fingers.

“Hand me the belt Ms. Carmichael.” She said calmly.

I pulled it out from under me and handed it back to her.

“Do you still want to cum Ms. Carmichael?” She took the belt from me with her left-hand finger fucking me with her right.

“Yes, please Ms. Cynthia, you feel so good inside me!” I was flailing my hips fucking her fingers like a dog in heat.

“And you’re willing to endure your punishment Ms. Carmichael?” She asked, slipped her fingers out and rubbed my ass with her sticky fingers.

“Yes please Ms. Cynthia.” I wanted her back inside me.

“Ready?” she moved her hand from my ass, and I heard the belt shuffling in her hands. I closed my eyes and braced.

Then, she tossed the belt and it thumped on the floor as her hand caressed my ass again. “Such a pretty ass. I just can’t do it. I think you’ve shown your obedience, but I want to set a few ground rules ok?” Her middle finger slid back inside me as she caressed my ass with her left hand.

“Yes.” I gasped

“Good, I want you naked and available all weekend, agreed.” The second finger went in.

“Oh, yes.” I squealed and nodded.

“You are my pet and you will service me whenever I ask, however I want, agreed?” A third finger went in.

“Oh God Yes, Ms. Cynthia. Any, ah! Anything you want.”

“Oh, my that’s tight Ms. Carmichael…”

I gyrated my hips faster and faster. She gripped my ponytail with her left hand and pulled my head back. “You need to calm down, Ms. Carmichael. It’s not time yet.”

She pulled out of me and rubbed my ass again slowly caressing it all over. I raised my ass in the air, chasing her fingers.

“Such a hungry little slut cunt you have Ms. Carmichael. What is it you want?”

“I want to feel you inside of me Ms. Cynthia. I want to make love to you and taste that sweet pussy…” She gripped my left cheek and slid her finger back in between my wet labia. “Oh, Cynth, Ms. Cynthia!” She slapped my ass with her hand.

“That’s better, I am Ms. Cynthia whenever we are together. Good girl.” She patted my ass and caressed it again.

Her finger went back into my steaming slut cunt and I moaned with pleasure. Then she pulled out and drug her wet finger between my cheeks and tickled my asshole gently. I was startled by the sensation and pressed my ass in the air again. Suddenly she plunged her pointer finger in, and I yelled in pain.

“Ah!” I froze and she shoved it knuckle deep and began moving it slowly in and out.

No one had ever touched me there and it was a bizarre mix of pleasure and pain. I soon found myself pushing my ass to meet her finger. Next, she worked her middle and ring finger into my pussy.

“Oh my God, Ms. Cynthiaaaaaa!” I howled.

She kept the grip on my ponytail. “You like it in your asshole don’t you Slut!”

“Oh God… I do!” I pulled my knees under me and raised my ass in the air.

Her fingers in both holes was like nothing I had ever felt. She seemed to fill be completely

“You’re a nasty little slut Ms. Carmichael!” Her fingers were pounding me.

“Yes, please fuck me Ms. Cynthia… Oh God that feels so good!” I was rocking my body with my chin on the bed ass in the air bent over her lap.

She added her pinky finger into my pussy, and I could feel my orgasm building. “Are you my nasty little slut Leasie?”

“Oh God yes! I’m your nasty little slut!” I nearly howled as she held my head back pulling on my ponytail.

“Do you like that in your asshole Leasie?”

“Yes! I, I, love, it, in my, ass, hole!” I yelled in broken gasps. Her fingers pounded me at incredible speed. “Oh God, fuck mmmmmeeeeeeee Ms. Cyn, thi, a”

“This is my asshole isn’t it Ms. Carmichael?”

“Yes!”

“And my pussy?”

“Yes!” I screamed blissfully. “Yes! Yes! Yes! I’m, all, y, yours Ms. Cynthia!”

Her fingers continued their relentless motion as my mouth opened wide wailing with pleasure. “Cum for me, my nasty little slut!” She commanded.

My body convulsed in a wave of pleasure that only Cynthia Liebert could induce. The intensity of the tingling pleasure of my ass and pussy being stimulated simultaneously was paralyzing. My body tensed as pleasure pulsed from my ass and gushing cunt to my nipples and on to the hairs on the back of my neck.

“Oh, fuck you turn me on Leasie!” She panted.

Saliva ran down my chin from my gaping mouth as the overwhelming wave of pleasure pulsed through my pussy. I felt faint from the intensity. Her fingers were so warm and stiff, pounding me relentlessly. The stimulation was all consuming and my body was completely under her control. I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t breathe, I felt frozen in complete ecstasy.

My lungs suddenly came to life and pulled in a deep refreshing breath followed by a high-pitched scream of pleasure. My orgasm began to subside, my hips quaked, and my legs weakened spreading out lowerning my ass. I collapsed onto her lap and my right leg slid off the end of the bed. I laid there panting, foot on the floor, legs spread as her fingers moved slowly in and out.

“Do you feel better my pet?” She released my pony tail and I nodded, eyes closed and right cheek resting on the bed. Her fingers continued to fill both holes. “Are you ready to return the favor, Ms. Carmichael?”

“Yes please.” I sighed.

“That’s good, because you have left me quite warm and wet Ms. Carmichael. I need you to lay on your back please.” Her fingers pulled out.

I climbed up onto the bed and laid flat on my back arms at my side and legs together, wondering what she had in store for me. She straddled me resting her ass on my pelvis and looked longingly down at me.

“You have me quite hot and bothered Ms. Carmichael. It’s time we do something about that.”

I smiled and nodded with anticipation. She leaned down and kissed me softly breasts touching. She teased my parted lips with her tongue and then gently probed my mouth. I could feel her warm wetness pressed against my muff. After a moment she raised her upper body and rose up to her knees.

She walked her way up my torso and paused at my chest. Her knees had my arms pinned against my side preventing me from gripping her beautiful ass. She reached down and gripped my right breast and positioned my protruding areola and nipple against her hot wet cunt. She rubbed her slit against my nipple slowly gyrating with her eyes closed.

“Can you feel how hot and wet you make me Slut?” I nodded enthusiastically. “I need you to scratch this itch for me Ms. Carmichael.”

“With pleasure Ms. Cynthia!” I said wiggling my body down the bed to taste her warm juices.

“Easy Ms. Carmichael. Not quite done here yet.” She slid back down and repeated the process on my left breast. “Wow, your nipples are hard Ms. Carmichael.” I could smell her musky wetness and so wanted my tongue in there. She seemed to get hotter and wetter with each stroke.

Her hips moved smoothly and sexily as I watched her wet lips engulf my Areola and nipples. I was proud of my missile tits and the penetration I could get with them. I could feel her stiff little clit rubbing against me.

Finally, she waddled forward bring her shaved engorged pussy toward my saliva drenched mouth. I lunged up and lapped at her lips making contact as she pulled back. The next lunge was higher, and she moved quickly to a squat position with her knee wide standing over me bent at the knees and her swollen pink labia spread apart. I could not crane my neck fare enough to reach her.

I quickly raised my back, propped my elbows behind me, and thrust my face toward the sticky pink prize. Her scent shot straight from my nose to my clit and I needed to taste her. My left hand gripped her ass, quickly as I pushed up on my right arm extending my lips and tongue into her tangy sweet wetness.

“Oh, shit Leasie!” she gasped and gripped the back of my head.

She shoved my face into her steaming cunt, and I collapsed down on my back. She dropped to her right knee in a semi squat, with her left foot flat on the bed, knee bent and pointed straight to the side. I dropped back bringing both arms between her legs and wrapping her thighs.

She clutched my ponytail rubbing her silky soft cunt against my face. I extended my tongue drinking in her tangy sweet juices. “LLLLLeeeeeeeaaaaaaaassssssiiiiiiieeee baaaaaaaby!” She Squealed. “OOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhh, fuuuuuucccccckkkkk…”

Her hips gyrated faster and faster as she rubbed herself wildly against my face. Her hot juice covered from my chin to my nose as it flowed from her engorged lips. I thrust my tongue as far out as possible, stiffening it as she rode me like a bucking bull.

“Fuuuuuuccckk, I’m cuummmmingg on y, your slut, ty fuck, ing face!” Oh God! Leasie!” She dropped to both knees and squeezed my head between her thighs.

With both hands gripping my hair she rested more weight on my face rubbing me harder. “I love your fucking tongue! Leasie, m, make, me, cum! OOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhh, OOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhh, OOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhh.”

She stiffened and stopped moving her hips in the peak of her pleasure. My tongue waggled and thrust in and out, I wiggled my head as fast as I could with her pressing on me, breathing through my nose when I could sneak a breath. A mixture of cum and saliva drenched my cheeks as I thrust my tongue inside her.

After a moment she relaxed and began to rub slowly against me. “That’s it Ms. Carmichael, lick me clean you cum hungry little slut. Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!” She sighed satisfied.

She released my head, leaned forward, gripped the headboard, and lowered herself slowly to my face. She rocked herself forward and back as her sweetness flooded my taste buds.

I felt her stiff little clit and pressed my flattened tongue against it. Then I wiggled my head side to side. “Huh!” She squeaked encouraging me to continue. “Damn, oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh!” she exhaled long and slow.

She gripped the head board moving her hips gently as my waggling tongue tickled her cum button. She trembled and sighed in quick little gasps as she hummed. “Lee, Leasie, oh, sweet, ty. Your fuck, ing tongue!”

I wiggled it wildly on her clit and then sucked her button into my mouth teasing it with my tongue. “Oh yes right there. Suck my fucking clit! Right there! Right th, there Leasie!”

She began tiny bounces stretching her clit as I sucked it hard. “Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Feeeels, sooo, goooood!” She trembled uncontrollably. “Suck my fucking clit! Suck my fucking clit! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuucccccckkkkkkkkkkkk…”

Her body spasmed and she came in a rush of thick creamy warmth that flooded my chin and rolled down my neck. I thrust out my tongue releasing her clit and lapping up her cum. As her thick cream continued to pump from her tight little cunt, I gobbled it up with a feeling of victory, knowing I made her ejaculated again. I wigged my nose against her clit as I drank her creamy cum.

“Oh God, you’re amazing.” She moaned rubbing her silky wet labia against my lips and tongue. I licked her clean loving the sound of her panting groans as I held my death grip on her thighs.

Next, she pealed my hands off and slid her hips down my body and laid her naked body on mine. She kissed me long and deep as my hands gripped that ass again, so round and firm and silky smooth, I never tired of touching it. Then she moved down my neck licking her milky cream off my neck and chin. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back letting her work her magic.

She raised up and looked me in the eye. “Ms. Carmichael…” I lost myself in her blue eyes. “We are definitely even. You are paid in full; my itch has been scratched…”

Her mouth moved toward mine and I closed my eyes as our lips met and her tongue slid into me. As we kissed, she reached up and pulled the covers down. We had to separate and roll off the bed to slide under the covers down. We climbed under the cover together facing one another. Her hand caressed my cheek as she looked at me.

“So beautiful Ms. Carmichael…” She smiled contently and gently kissed me.

“Yes, you are Ms. Cynthia. I’m so glad I met you.” I Smiled and touched her cheek.

Her eyes were intoxicating as I ran my fingers from her temple and slid her hair back revealing her ear neck and shoulder. Our legs were intertwined, and bodies pressed together. She was warm and soft and heavenly. The curve of her shoulder and soft skin of her neck had me mesmerized. I could feel her pulse as I traced my fingers down toward her shoulder.

Just as I thought I needed to kiss her there, the jet lag hit me hard. My hand stopped and my eyes blinked slowly. I saw her smile as I drifted off.

To Be continue…

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Living in a clooege town does have some benefits, especially for two mature lesbians

Hi everyone. Well, sitting here sort of bored and Dana recommended I write something from my journal so I thought this would be great. It is from a few years ago before my surgery and so a lot wilder. Oh, by the way, I am thinking of getting augmentation on my tis cause they are not as firm as they were. I would be going from 42EEE up to 42G,H, or J or maybe more. Opinions please.

Living in a college town does have some benefits, especialy for two mature lesbians like Dana and myself. We would not have any trouble picking up guys but we do not care for them no mater how “impressive” they are or think they are. On the other there are so many beautiful colege girls in the early 20s that are easy to convince them that they may want to try a girl/girl thing so Dana and I are always looking for chances to seduce them, even if they do not know what is going on.

We lived in a 3 bedroom house for a while in Athens Georgia and of course there is the University of Georgia there as well as Piedmont and Athens Tech and so there are lots of girls that live on campus or come to school from home. Dana came in from the pool one day that we had access to in some apartments next to the house and was all excited. “You have gotta come over to the pool and se what is there.” she was almost gasping for breath. “Put on your string bikini and come on.” she said and got me up almost dressing me. It was on and the small cups barely covered my nipples and with a tank top over it all we left. We got to the pool and it was full of very lovely UGA girls, most very trim and athletic and some a little less so, two wee bbws like me and so we walked in and said “Hey” to everyone in general. “Hey Dana, is this your roommate?” one blonde asked. “Well, more than a roommate.” I said taking off the tank top and tossing it on a deck chair. As I pulled it over my head my top pulled up as planned and some of the girls gasped. “Shit, no one would mistake her for a man.” one laughed. “I hope you don’t think that I had a male roommate.” Dana said and we jumped in the pool again my top freeing my tits as it came up with the water as I jumped feet first into the pool. The girls all laughed and then tried not to be too obvious looking at my “floats” as some call my tits. They do just that, they do not seem to want to stay down with or without a top. I cannot go under very easily.” I said and swam to the deep end rreading water and smiling.

“Angie, Dawn, Kim, Laura, Bonnie, this is my girlfriend Susan.” Dana said and I greeted them as she called off their names. “Your girlfriend?” Kim asked. “I thought she was your roommate.” she finished. “Oh she is that too and much more.” Dana said kissing me full on the lips. I kissed her back, “Oh so much more.” I said feeling myself getting hotter. The subject seemed over and we all started going crazy, splashing and dunking each other, Dana being very dominate in the playing. After a little and some of the girls having trouble staying in their bikinis, Dana came to me and took my top and waved it in he air, “Time to free the Ta-tas” she squealed and swam with my top and tossed it to the side. I was indeed topless and then Dana tok another top this one from Kim and Kim tried to cover herself but was nicely exposed. “Looks like I am not the only one with floaters.” I laughed not trying to cover myself. Now the other girls went after Dana and she struggled to keep her top and finally gave it up. I was near and said, “Take her bottoms too, get her bottom off.” and they held her and finally Dana was without a suit at all. I pulled off mine and said, “Okay, time to skinny dip all the way.” and they took theirs off too. I saw a lot of empety wine coolers and then knew why it had been done so easily. Dana winked at me and swam over and we were entwined in a passionate kiss. The girls stood watching without a sound. It was obvious that Dana and I were playing under the water and I gave out a moan, “Oh yes, slide them in me.” I said and Dana had two fingers in my pussy.

The girls got closer now just a foot away all around us and were watching us kiss and moan and the water jumping as Dana fingered me faster. I came up out of the water and pulled her face to my chest and she sucked my nipples. “Oh yes, Dear, yes, make me cum Baby.” I was moaning and she sped up and I jerked and my hips went crazy and my orgasm came in waves. I calmed down kissing Dana and then looked around. The girls all seemed to have their hands in between their own legs playing. Dawn looked at said, “So none of you have played with yourselves before?” and they all laughed. I smiled and moved to Dawn, “But it is more fun to play with someone else.” as I moved her hand and put mine to her pussy and my arm over her neck and kissed her softly and deep. She was moaning half trying to move and half staying so that my finger sank deeper into her and she was moving with the rythum of my finger and soon faster and kissing me back. Her arms were around my neck and she was humping my hand and kissing me frantically and let out a growl, “Oh my god, oh yes.” she growled and collapsed into my arms. She was softly kissing my face and neck and then Dana had Kim in her arms doing what I had done for Dawn. Laura was close to Angie and Bonnie and they seemed to be playing some under the water. I moved with Dawn to the small group and Dana did too and we soon had them all kissing and playing with nipples and pussy under the water.

Dana broke it off, “Let’s all go to our house, it is just next door.” she said and we all got out of the pool naked and took out suits and just wrapped towels around us and walked to the house. As soon as we were in the towels dropped and we all collapsed on the couches and the rug and were totally naked. “Okay girls,” I said moving to Angie that had sat on the couch and moving her tan legs apart, “This is how you really make love to another woman.” I began licking and kissing her wet body and moved up her legs to her lips and then ran my tongue around the inside of her pussy and sucked her clit into my mouth. She gasped and her legs were around my head over my shoulders and I was fingering her pussy as I licked it. Dana had taken over Dawn and was doing much the same. Bonnie was frantic and layed on top of Bonnie and was kissing her like a wld woman. Laura joined me in playing with Angie. She was sucking her nipples and kissing her all over. I was speeding up the licking as I felt Angie was geting close and then she sprayed all over my face. I licked her juices as fast as I could and Laura’s eyes bugged out. “damn, she pissed on you.” she said and I said, “No Hun, a nice squirting orgasm, taste.” I said and pushed her face into the soaking pussy that was still quivering.

I kissed Laura and Angie and said, “Well Dana, off to bed then?” and Dana got up with Kim and Bonnie and we all went to the bedrooms. I took my two to my bedroom and Dana took the other two to her’s. Soon there was the moaning and groaning and some screams as we taught the girls the way that we could enjoy each other. I will write more details later but after a few hours Dana and I switched rooms and each took over the other’s girls. They all stayed over the weekend so there is more to write.
Love
susan

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Anticipation can be a difficult thing to deal with. I can’t say I was worried about mum’s reaction when she came down and saw us, but not knowing exactly what was going to happen was making me excited, though somewhat impatient. I could tell Hannah was feeling it too. After we heard the ominous silence after the footsteps, I knew that mum had noticed the smell. Remembering the effect it had on me in the cave, I knew she’d be drawn down here, but she sure seemed to be taking her time.
After a little while, we heard the sound of muffled voices coming from upstairs, which meant only one thing: mum had not come home alone! I could make out three distinct voices; other than mum’s, there was one male and one female. It took me a second to recognise them, but when I did, I couldn’t help but gasp. The female was definitely my cousin Jenny, and the male was her dad, uncle Jeff. I gave Hannah a look of excited shock, and we both tried to stifle a giggle as we realised things were going to get very interesting indeed!

Their footsteps started again, but they were different, slower, like they didn’t know where they were going, only that they had to go there. As expected, they were being drawn towards the smell. It wasn’t until they took their first steps down the basement stairs that they actually noticed what was going on. Getting my first look at the three of them, I started going into overdrive again, I couldn’t help but undress them with my eyes and imagine all the perverted things we would soon be doing to each other.

When they saw us, their eyes bulged, looks of horror and disbelief on all three faces. They seemed to try to form words, but just couldn’t. What could they say? Hannah was pinned beneath her ludicrously pregnant stomach, as I was by my immense, writhing boobs, and the both of us were surrounded by a sea of white, slippery worms. Under normal circumstances, maybe they would have screamed. Run away? Tried to help? No way of knowing. Whatever chemicals the worms exuded removed those kinds of emotional responses, and replaced them with an incredibly intense level of sexual arousal.

They couldn’t tear their eyes away from us as they lowered the staircase, and when they reached the bottom, just in front of all the worms, I noticed mum’s work slacks, and Jenny’s jeans looked soaked. Like utterly drenched, as if they’d wet themselves. Uncle Jeff had a prominent bulge in his pants, which he was unconsciously rubbing. Mum broke the silence.

“What’s going on? What is this?” she stammered, as she started pulling her pants down like she had no idea what she was doing.

“These are our new friends.” I smiled. “Come say hi!”

Mum muttered something about this all being a dream, and stripped out of the rest of her clothes. I admired her beautiful body. Her boobs were incredible, big and round, with just a little sag, and the way her hips flared out made my clit tingle. I could also see her pussy juices dripping down her inner thighs. She was practically gushing, I didn’t think it was possible for a woman to be so wet. I wondered if Hannah and I were leaking just as much, but it was so hard to tell since the worm’s fluid was simply everywhere.
Then, she dipped her toe into the worms, like she was about to step into a hot bath, before immersing herself. I could hear her moaning and whimpering as the worms enveloped her. It wouldn’t be long before she started cumming, but it would be a while before she stopped.

Jenny and Jeff were also mindlessly undressing themselves, but couldn’t seem to take their eyes off the insanity before them. I stared at Jenny, memories flooding back to me of the days where we fooled around. We were just exploring each other, more out of curiosity and boredom than anything else, but now I was eagerly anticipating taking things more than a few steps further.

She was about my age, with long, dark hair and brown eyes which she inherited from her mum. Watching her undress was captivating. Her boobs made me drool. They were definitely bigger than mine were before the worms had their way with me, and her nipples with slightly puffy, and pointed upwards a little. And her pussy was leaking as much, if not more than mum’s. Her juices didn’t just trail down her thighs, they actually dripped down between her legs like a leaky tap. She then waded through the worms, which were about half way up her shins, then sank down to her knees and fell onto her side. The worms quickly enveloped her as they had mum, just as Uncle Jeff had fully removed his own clothes.

His cock was rock hard, and he was rubbing it with a bit more purpose now. When he joined us, the worms reacted quite suddenly and unexpectedly. Their slow, sensual slithering became a frantic writhing, and my boobs followed suit. They felt like they were going to explode, as the countless creatures inside them started to really come to life. Mum and Jenny had emerged from the worms, and with glazed over eyes they watched me intently. Hannah stared as well, though she was smiling a little since she had at least some idea of what was about to happen.

I squealed when I felt one of my nipples expand from the inside, a thousand tickling sensations followed as one of the little creatures started pushing its way out. The same thing happened to my other nipple, and they both stretched wider and wider. These new creatures were about the size of a kiwi-fruit, white like the other worms, but their little mouths were surrounded by tiny, wiggly feelers. I wasn’t surprised by how wide my nipples had opened up, but it was a sight to behold. And god it felt good. It didn’t take them too long to finally emerge, I cried out in joy when first one, then the other finally popped out. These little guys weren’t worms, or were a different kind at least. They had segmented bodies, and lots of little legs. They were almost insect like, but they had no exoskeletons, they were soft all over. The first two scurried down my boobs, causing a wonderful tickling sensation across every bit of flesh they touched.

Everyone was watching me, and all four of them were masturbating furiously while worms slithered around their bodies. Our three newcummers made muffled moans as they drank from some worms lodged in their mouths, while a couple of familiar looking long, thin worms were massaging and drooling all over mum’s nipples. A few smaller ones found their way into her pussy and ass, disappearing inside and making her shudder and try to scream.

The next couple of little bug like worms, which I decided to call ticklers, started to come out of my boobs, slipping out and falling to the ground after a few seconds. Then another pair, and another. Each one seemed to have a different plan once it had been born. Some immediately made their way into my pussy, and the feeling of them tickling my womb was unbelievable. A couple slipped into Hannah’s pussy, and they seemed to be having a similar effect on her, but also causing whatever was growing inside her to stir. Most seemed to just enjoy tickling us all as they crawled over our skin. A couple started to nuzzle at Uncle Jeff’s cock, and another tickled his balls, causing him to let out a loud grunt and collapse on his back, happy to just let them do their thing.

It seemed like it was going to take hours for all of the creatures to emerge from my tits, but it was kind of nice noticing them start to shrink as more came out. I was quite looking forward to standing up again. In the meantime however, the worms had really started to get to work on the others. The ones at mum’s boobs were forcing their way into her nipples, while another had completely swallowed Uncle Jeff’s cock. Jenny was being fucked surprisingly hard by a rather thick one in her pussy, while the worm in her mouth disappeared down her throat. Many others slithered across her skin, and suckling on her nipples and her clit, coating her in a thick layer of their goo. A tickler was poking around between her buttcheeks, before disappearing into her tight little ass. She wiggled her hips happily, moaning quite loudly.

I watched the scene before me for a while, as I gave birth to hundreds more ticklers from my nipples. They soon developed a habit of popping in and out of any of our holes they could get to. Even squeezing past worms which already occupied the space, causing unbelievable stretching and unimaginable pleasure. Not even mum’s boobs were safe, with a few slipping inside even while the worms were forcing their own way in. When they finally made it all in, and mum’s tits began their expansion, the ticklers shoved their way out amid a torrent of milk.

The worm on Uncle Jeff’s cock seemed to be fusing with him somehow. He writhed and moaned as it did its work. It was similar to what the worm which had impregnated Hannah had done to me, it changed its colour to match his skin and grew a bulbous head on the end. By the time it was finished, it just looked like a massive cock, veins and all. And I do mean massive – at least the size of my forearm, a thick trickle of fluid leaked from the tip. I could swear I noticed his balls growing as well, and as if on autopilot he began to stroke and rub his cock and balls. He was staring at mum in amazement, drooling as he watched her tits continue to grow, until they were over twice their original size.

Mine on the other hand had shrunk down to a more reasonable size, though there were still more ticklers to come. I could get up and move about now at least, and I crawled over to mum, who was rubbing her new tits with a delirious smile. As I crawled, the ticklers popping out of my nipples scampered their way up onto my back, and down my spine, causing shock waves of pleasure to ripple throughout my whole body. They then slipped into my ass and made their way deep inside me.

When I reached mum, I gently took her hands and pulled her arms above her head, pushing my chest into hers and kissing her deeply. She gasped, but then immediately shoved her tongue as far into my mouth as she could, and I did the same with mine. Ticklers were emerging straight from my nipples and into hers as we made out. Mum pushed up at me, wanting us to be as close as possible, then pulled her lips away and kissed across my neck, up and down, licking and biting my ear as she went. I shuddered and collapsed on top of her, it was just too much!

“Your little friends are amazing darling. They feel so wonderful in my tits.” mum whispered to me as I cried out in bliss.

“I know, and you haven’t seen anything yet.” I gasped, clamping my mouth onto hers for another passionate kiss. As if wanting to prove just how right I was, I felt mum practically scream into my mouth. A worm had slithered between her legs and was nuzzling on her clit while it arched its other end around and forced it deep into her pussy. I could feel the force of it fucking her, slamming itself into her g-spot with hard, well aimed strokes. And through all that, a group of ticklers were popping in and out of her ass as if they were playing a game of some kind. Mum was panting and swearing as our new friends fucked her, and she suddenly tensed up and began to twitch. She went silent, her mouth hanging open with a trickle of drool pouring out. The worm in her pussy was inflating and deflating itself, and it was making mum cum in a way she could never have thought possible.

She came back to her senses after a little while, and demanded my lips again. I was more than happy to oblige, I licked up the trail of drool from her neck up to her lips, and I trailed my tongue across them, planting a soft kiss on each. I then felt something soft and warm on my butthole, and I thought for a second that it was a little worm , but when I felt a couple of hands spank my cheeks and heard a soft giggle behind me, I realised that Hannah had somehow made her way over to us. It couldn’t have been easy considering the size of her tummy, but I was glad she made the effort. She enthusiastically rimmed me as mum and I took turns sucking on each other’s tongues. Before long, my ass winked open, and out came a tickler, which Hannah immediately swallowed. She sighed as it crawled down her throat, and put her lips over my little pink hole and started sucking with all her might. It felt amazing, as more and more of them went from my ass to her mouth, and she was making these gurgling noises which had me gushing.

A familiar warm feeling began to spread from my stomach up into my throat. A worm which had been resting inside had decided to emerge. At that instant I realised that the last of the ticklers had been born. My boobs were back to their original size and shape, and I couldn’t help but rub them. Mum’s had grown to accomodate my brood, and she really seemed to enjoy them moving about and drinking her milk from the inside. This also caused the occasional torrent to squirt out and my chest was covered in it. I wanted so badly to suck one of her nipples as far into my mouth as I could and drink her delicious, nourishing liquid, but the worm in my throat had already pushed past my lips and into mum’s mouth.

As much as I loved my lovely little worms slithering in and out of my holes, I really wanted this one out as soon as possible. I just had to have a drink from mum’s massive, milky, tickler filled boobs, I just had to. The thought was driving me wild, and when the the worm had finally come out all the way, squirting a bit of its own wonderful nectre onto my tongue as it left, I immediately grabbed one of mum’s tits and sucked her swollen nipple into my mouth.

The rush of milk that followed was overpowering to all my senses, and there was so much of it! I couldn’t swallow it all, and a lot leaked out the sides of my mouth. I ravenously suckled and swallowed, but the more I drank, the thirstier I seemed to get. I was so lost in my feeding frenzy, it wasn’t until she was right next to me that I noticed Jenny was hungrily drinking from mum’s other boob. I moved off mum and knelt next to her without missing a beat. Unfortunately, in my stupor, I’d forgotten about poor Hannah. A tickler was hanging half out of her mouth when I moved away, while another popped out of my ass and immediately scurried into one of her nipples, intensifying her gurgling for a moment.

Hannah pouted, but then I noticed her slowly inching forward somehow. The worms must have been moving her, and soon her face was right between mum’s legs, and she needed no invitation, diving in and sucking on her pussy, covering her face in her juices. Mum cried out as she was hit with another wave of orgasms, but was suddenly stifled by uncle Jeff sticking his cock into her mouth. He’d been watching us and masturbating the whole time, but now he couldn’t take it any more, he just had to join the fun. And who could blame him? His cock was leaking even more than before, and as soon as the taste hit mum’s tongue, her eyes lit up and she lovingly began to suck his cock while stroking his balls. She licked up the shaft and looked up at him, and then slowly started to try to swallow it. It didn’t look like she’d even be able to fit the whole head in her mouth, but Jeff started pushing. Her mouth expanded around his cock, and when the whole head slipped past her lips, it stretched improbably to accommodate it. I wondered if she was like a snake and had dislocated her jaw or something, but I figured the worm’s fluid was probably a more likely culprit. Jeff met considerable resistance at her throat, but soon pushed past that and sank deeper and deeper.

“Mmm yeah that’s it Claire, take it all the way down.” he moaned.

By then I’d finally had enough milk, but kept a big mouthful which I shared with my uncle, much to his delight. We kissed as we shared the precious fluid, but I made sure he got most of it, he was going to need his strength! Jenny joined us after a minute or two, and we shared a three way kiss before uncle Jeff gently nudged us away, obviously wanting to watch the two of us. We wasted no time and we had our tongues deep in each other’s mouths within a fraction of a second.

Mum continued swallowing his cock beneath us as it was fed to her by Jeff, and when she hit bottom, he slowly slid out before pounding back in. He furiously fucked her throat while he watched Jenny and I making out. We rubbed our clits on mum’s nipples, and she grabbed our butts and pressed them firmly to her chest. Our pussies soon started to fill up with milk as the squeezing forced it up inside us, while in turn our juices liberally flowed all over mum. After a particularly intense gush, a tickler peeked out of each of her nipples, stretching them as well as our pussies as they made their way deep inside, tickling our cervixes open and nestling themselves comfortably in our wombs.

Jeff had started to let his cock linger inside mum’s throat at its deepest point. A couple of worms inside her stomach were doing something to him that seemed to drive him nuts, he’d shudder every time. I loved watching the bulge in her throat pulsating as he rammed into her face, and the gurgling sounds she made were heavenly. She went stiff suddenly, obviously experiencing yet another incredible climax, in fact, I could hear her pussy gushing.

“Mum, you squirted all over my face!” exclaimed Hannah with four fingers still buried in mum’s pussy.

Jenny gave me a look of uncertainty, not quite being used to this whole thing just yet, she didn’t really know what any of it meant, or what to do next.

“Cmon Jenny, let’s go clean that up.” I said, giving her cheek a lick so she got the idea. We dismounted mum’s boobs, leaking milk everywhere, and joined Hannah between mum’s legs and started to lick mum’s delicious cum off her face, and there was a lot of it. Jenny and I were both quite thorough, and I made Hannah squeal when I got to her ears. Hannah licked back when she could, just for fun, and eventually we settled into an intense three way kiss, dipping our fingers into mum’s pussy and slurping all her nectar off our fingers.

We were broken from our reverie by Jeff shouting “FUUUUCK!” as he started to cum directly into mum’s stomach. We could hear him squirting inside her, filling her up. He unloaded an incredible amount, causing her to bloat noticeably. Hannah, Jenny and I watched with great interest, Jenny seemed particularly overcome by what she was seeing.

With one last grunt, Jeff pulled his cock from mum’s mouth, though he still had a couple more ejaculations left in him. As soon as it was clear, mum took a sharp, urgent breath, as though she had been holding it the entire time, while Jeff’s cock spurted all over her face until he was finally done, and he collapsed on his back. The two of them were panting heavily, and Jenny suddenly slid herself up mum’s body and started licking Jeff’s cum off her face, shaking with each mouthful she swallowed, looking like she was in heaven. The way she slurped that stuff up turned me on like you wouldn’t believe, but I have to admit, it also kinda made me mad that she wasn’t sharing.

That feeling didn’t last once I realised that Jeff’s cock also probably needed a little a bit of a clean. Jenny and mum had started making out, as one could expect, and so with them distracted, and Hannah uncharacteristically immobile, Jeff’s cock was all mine. While he was still recovering, I practically pounced on him and wrapped my lips as far around his cock as I could manage and sucked up a good mouthful of his cum. It was insane! It tasted really good, though not quite as good as the worms’ fluids. It did however, seem to excite the worms in my stomach, and gave me a very sudden and very sharp jolt of arousal while I continued licking and sucking his cock. It was so big I couldn’t believe it; licking from balls to tip was quite a journey.

“Thanks uncle Jeff, that was yummy!” I said when I felt I was done.

“Any time love.” He replied, becoming distracted part way through his sentence, staring at something behind me. When I turned around, I saw that mum was now on all fours, with Jenny’s head between her butt cheeks. Hannah hadn’t moved of course, she and mum were drinking from each other’s boobs. As if possessed, Jeff sat up, staring at the junction between mum and Jenny. I found the sight pretty arousing myself, I couldn’t figure out what Jenny was actually doing back there. But as if on cue, she separated her face from mum’s ass, and crawled towards me, shoved me onto my back, and practically tried to swallow my clit.

I’d never had my pussy eaten before, despite all the other things that had happened to me recently, and I loved it. Jenny’s tongue felt heavenly as it flicked my clit, and looking down at her between my thighs drove me wild. I’d wanted this for so long, and I didn’t even realise it. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her into my pussy, grinding on her mouth.

“Oh Jenny, that’s so good.” I cooed, “Finger my ass.”

Her fingers slipped easily into my slippery hole, and added wonderfully to the feelings she was giving me. I glanced up just in time to see Jeff get behind mum and position his cock at her pussy. They both moaned loudly as he started to push it in, her pussy stretched and stretched to accommodate it, and as hard as he pushed forward with his cock, she pushed back with her hips. When the head popped in, she craned her neck and gasped, just for a second, before returning to Hannah’s nipple and sucking hungrily.

I wanted Jenny to see this, but more than that I wanted her to keep eating me out. I was getting close, and definitely did not want her to stop. I felt a tickler enter my pussy and then pause, using all its little legs and feelers to stimulate me, and I cried out as I started cumming yet again. Mixed in with my own screams were mum’s.

“Deeper! Deeper!” she shouted as Jeff’s cock was about half way inside her pussy, and still going. I was too lost in bliss to notice, but the worms had started moving Hannah towards me, until she was right next to Jenny. The sudden feeling of both their tongues on my nethers, one on my pussy, the other in my ass, had me cumming even harder.

“Fuck me Jeff!” mum screamed when Jeff reached her cervix. But little did she realise he wasn’t quite done yet. She was groaning and pushing back on him even harder, as her cervix slowly opened around his cock. When it slipped past, she let out a surprised gasp as he entered her womb, went even deeper, and his balls slapped against her clit. Then he started to fuck her. Mum screamed like a maniac as he pounded her. Her butt jiggled at the apex of each thrust, and Jeff was thrusting hard. The wet, slapping sounds of their coupling, as well as Jenny and Hannah’s tongues kept the waves of my orgasm from diminishing even a little. I came the entire time I watched them fuck. Mum and I would lock eyes occasionally, and we both seemed to feed off each other’s pleasure. I’m pretty sure she was cumming the whole time too.

I could see Jeff’s cock making a bulge in mum’s tummy, it was so huge and so deep, stretching her womb and everything else inside her, and bringing her to heights of pleasure very few people have ever experienced. Some ticklers began to pop out of mum’s ass, a couple hanging around her pussy, tickling her clit and Jeff’s shaft, and others crawling up to squeeze their way into her boobs. The rest simply made their way straight to her mouth and back into her stomach.

Jeff was getting close, and we could all sense it. Jenny, Hannah and I made sure we had a clear view of what was about to happen. Jeff was playing with mum’s enormous tits as he fucked her, before pulling her up towards him til they were both fucking vertically. His thrusts shallowed as his hips slapped against her butt cheeks, and he grunted deeply, on the verge of climax. And what a climax it was! When he came, he obviously came hard. Even more intense than the last time, his cum practically poured from his cock, filling mum’s womb. When her stomach started to expand, mum and Jeff were both twitching and shaking.

“Oh my god…” Jenny gasped, hand at her mouth as she watched mum’s womb expand. She seemed to love every fleeting moment as mum’s stomach grew before her eyes. I loved it too, though admittedly seeing it didn’t quite compare to actually causing the expansion myself. Hannah rubbed her own tummy as she watched, imagining mum’s growing that big, and remembering how she’d gotten to that point in the first place. She was grinning the whole time she watched.

It took Jeff minutes to fill mum with his entire load, and she looked to be quite pregnant when he was done. Not as big as I had made Hannah, but I figured that whatever was inside mum was something new. Jeff gently lay her on her side as his cock slipped out of her with an audible pop, her pussy closing tight, preventing even a drop of his cum from escaping. We all converged on her then, holding her and kissing her, and we enjoyed this tender moment for a while, but then Hannah’s immense stomach came to life. She started to moan with an intensity I had never heard before, and we could see bulges in her tummy rise and fall.

Whatever was gestating inside her had made it clear that it was ready.

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SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG I GOT HIT BY A CAR AND WAS IN THE HOSPITAL IM OK NOW MINUS THE FACT I HAVE 1 LESS LEG.

Read pt 1

I was taken by surprise when mom came home at 9 instead of noon. My dick was still deep in my sisters pussy and you could see dry cum on her skin and the bed.

“WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?” Mom yelled.”Y-Y-YOU KNOW WHAT GET DRESSED FIRST”

As we get dressed we talk to each other.

“What do we say.” Amy asked

“I say we tell the truth. There is no point denying it.” I said

“You’re right.” She said

We walk into the living room and mom is sitting on the couch sipping coffee.

“Alright, I’ve calmed down a bit, now how did this happen?” Mom asked

“Well I was out with Travis and he dumped me.” Amy said

“She came home crying and told me what happened, so I went to talk with Travis and he was kissing another girl.” I continued

“So he told me what he saw and I started crying again, so he made us some drinks. I know you don’t want us wasted but I convinced him.” She said

“And one thing kinda led to the other and I guess what happened happened.” I ended.

“Well I can understand the wanting to get drunk and Im not mad about that.” Mom said. “But the two of you actually having sex is… is just… I don’t know how to explain it.”

“Do you still love us?” Amy asked.

“Of course I still love you two, I love you with all my heart and nothing you can ever do will change that.” She said

“So are we grounded?” I asked.

“I haven’t decided what I should do, but for now no tv, computer or video games.” She said

A few days went by and everything was back to normal. I was at my friend Zak’s house and he had just got some weed from his friend in California. So we smoke a few bowls and start playing Call of Duty. Were playing online and I see my gamertag (online name).

“Dude give me your headset.” I said. “Amy What are you doin on my profile your going to fuck my k/d (kill/death ratio) up.”

“HA please have you seen my score Im doin better than you.” She said

“That’s it your getting it when I get home.” I said

“You mad bro?” She said

“OK NOW YOU’RE FUCKED.” I yelled

After the game was over I told Zak “I’ll be back in a while.” I drive home and find Amy reading a book on UFO’s.

“You better fucking run sis.” I said

“OHHH I’m so scared.” She taunted.

“No really start running you know how fast I am.” I said

“OHHH… OHHHH I’m so scared you’re good bro you’re good.”

I start running to her she jumps off the couch and runs away. As we run around the room I catch up to her and tackle her to the ground.

“Get off of me.” She said.

“No you’re gonna be punished. I think a good spanking is in order.” I said

We use to play around like this all the time so she got the joke. I pulled her over to the couch and bent her over my knee and flipped her skirt over her panties. She was wearing a pair of pink panties. I brought my hand down hard but not to hard.

“Ow” *smack* Ow” *smack* “Stop please” *smack* “Oh” *smack* “Yeah”

“Oh now you like it huh?” I asked

“Yeah I like it I dont know why though.” She said.

“Sure looks like you do your panties are getting wet.” I said noticing a wet spot.

“Oh shit they are?” She asked standing up.

“Dont freak out I’ve seen it before.” I said.

“I know but I feel alot more insecure without the alcohol.” She said

“OK” I sighed. “We need to talk about it.” Sitting down on the couch.

“No we dont.” She said

“Why not? Do you feel bad about it?” I asked

“No I never came like that before but Im still confused about it.” She said

“Look theres nothing to be confused about, what happened happened and nothing can change that.” I said

“I know its just… I dont know.” She said

“What is it?” I asked

“It just It felt so good and I want to feel it again.” She said

“Well havent you made yourself cum?” I asked

“Well yeah but its not as big of a orgasm as when you fucked me.” She said.

“Well I can fix that.” I said pulling out my dick.

“NO WE CANT MOM SAID…” “Moms not here and we both know she wont be back until 7 for sure.”

“Well I guess your right.” She said as she got on her knees and started to give me a blowjob.

“Oh yeah sis that’s it, it feels so much better sober.” I said.

As she sucked on my dick I reached down and played with her tits. Then she stopped sucking and stood up.

“Whats wrong?” I asked.

“Nothing.” She said pulling her shirt off and pushing her skirt and panties down. “Lay down”

I laid down on the couch and we got into a 69 position. She put my cock back in her mouth and I started to lick her pussy. She tasted so good , better than anything Ive ever tasted. As we continued our 69 I slid a finger into her tight cunt and she let out a muffled moan.

“Oh god sis you taste so good.” I said

“Don’t stop Im gonna cum.” She said

I took my finger out and stuck my tongue deep in her pussy tying to suck out all of her sweet sweet nectar.

“Oh fuck Im cumming.” She yelled.

And she came all over my face. Her cumming on my face was just enough to send me over the edge and I came into her mouth. I felt her mouth come off my dick and heard her gag a bit.

“You ok?” I asked

“Yeah Im good, just a lot of cum.” She said

“Well its been a few days, Ive been busy at night with work.” I said which was true cause I got shifted to the night shift at 7/11.

“Well lets go to my room.” She said.

“Alright.” I said walking to her room.

Then there was a knock at the door.

“I’ll get it.” I sighed.

I walk to the door and open it to see Amy’s friend Sam.

“Hey Josh whats up?” She said. “Is Amy home?”

“Uh… Yeah she is hold on. Amy, Sam is here.” I yelled.

“Ok hold on Im in the bathroom.” She said. Even though I knew she was getting dressed.

“Alright come on in.” I said.

“Sam whats up?” Amy asked

“Not much just thought I’d come over and see what you were doing.” Sam said.

“Oh ok, you wanna watch tv in my room?” Amy asked.

“Sure.” Sam said.

As they walked away Amy gave me a look and flashed me her phone. I got a text a few mins later saying ” bring us some “drinks” I’ll see if we can get a 3 way going<3.” I knocked on Amy’s door and opened it.

“Hey you girls want something to drink?” I asked.

“Sure I’ll take a screwdriver (orange juice and vodka).” Amy said. “You want anything?” She asked Sam.

“I’ll take a liquid marijuana (look it up).” Sam said.

I went to the kitchen to make the drinks and I made them strong. I walk back to the room and give them the drinks and give Amy a wink. About 20 mins later Amy came out and asked for refills. After I refilled he drinks and gave them back I sat down on the couch and waited.

(AT THIS POINT IM SWITCHING TO AMYS VIEW)

As Sam and me were drinking we start laughing and talking. I then decided to bring up what happened.

“Remember that time we had sex?” I asked.

“How can I forget, it was amazing.” She said.

“Yeah it was, you want to do it again?” I asked.

“We cant, Josh is here.” She said

“He wont hear us.” I said.

“What if he comes in?” She asked.

“He wont.” I said

“How do you know?” She asked.

“I’ll ask him to run to the store.” I said walking out the door.

As I walk to the living room Josh is watching tv.

“Hey Josh. Im trying to get her in the mood but she is scared you’ll hear us. So could you start your car and park it down the street?” I asked

“Yeah no prob sis.” He said walking to his car.

I walked back into my room.

“Alright he said he will be back in 45 mins.” I lied.

“Are you sure?” Sam asked.

“Positive.” I said pulling her into a kiss.

As we kissed I slipped my tongue into her mouth and my left hand down her pants and my right on her breast. As I squeezed her breast she moaned into my mouth. Our tongues were fighting like a MMA match, then I felt Sam’s hand under my skirt rubbing my pussy through my wet panties. I then took my hand and took her shirt off and then pulled off my own. I then got on one knee and took her right nipple in my mouth and put my hand down her panties rubbing her wet shaved pussy.

“Oh yeah rub my pussy Amy.” Sam moaned.

I stopped sucking on her nipple and slipped my thumbs into the waist of her panties and pulled them off exposing her pussy. I then pulled up my skirt and removed my panties then sat on my bed with my legs spread.

“Eat me Sam, lick my pussy.” I said.

Sam got on her knee and gave my pussy a long slow lick then plunged her tongue deep into my dripping cunt.

“Oh fuck, yes tongue fuck me Sam. More more more fuuuuuck Im cuuuuuummming.” I yelled as my cum ran out my cunt into Sam’s mouth.

“Wow Amy you taste so good.” Sam said licking my cum off her face.

“Lets 69.” I said.

“OK.” She replied

I laid down on my bed and Sam laid on top of me her pussy right in front of my face. The smell of her arousal it me immediately. I stuck out my tongue and started to lick her pussy. As we continue to 69 our moans of pleasure got louder. I inserted a finger into Sam’s tight juicy cunt and she screamed “IM CUMMING” and she squirted all over my face. I caught the second spray in my mouth and the third hit my tits.

(NOW IM GOING BACK TO JOSH’S VEIW)

As I stand outside Amy’s door I her Sam scream “IM CUMMING”. I figured that this was a good time to make my entrance.

“Amy I forgot to ask you if you…” I trailed off acting surprised. “What the fuck are you two doing?”

“Oh shit, Josh!” Sam said rolling off of Amy and grabbing her clothes.

“Well we were talking and…” I cut her off sounding angry. ” You know what I don’t care… but I think mom will.”

“NO!!! Please don’t tell mom. Sam and I will never see each other again if you do.” She said pretending to cry.

I look over at Sam and she is still in shock covered in Amy’s cum.

“So Sam you like eating out my little sisters cunt huh?” I asked.

“No, you leave her out of this, she didn’t start this.” Amy said.

“So you don’t want me to tell mom?” I asked

“NO. I don’t.” She said.

“Well what will you do for me?” I asked

“Well I can do your homework or something .” She said.

“I have a idea.” I said pulling out my dick.

“What the fuck are you doing?” She yelled.

“Blow me.” I said.

“WHAT?!?!?!?” She said.

“Blow me, both of you.” I said as I look over at Sam she is terrified.

“You’re freaking her out, back off a bit.” She whispered.

I look at Sam again and see a tear in her eye. I take a deep breathe as to imply Im calming down.

“Ok look Sam if you don’t want to blow me you can eat out Amy ok?” I said

“Ok.” She said holding back tears.

I walk over to Sam and give her a hug saying “hey its ok don’t cry” and patting her back. I laid down on Amy’s bed.

“Alright girls lets do this.” I said.

I lay on the bed with my pants off and legs spread apart. Amy got on her knees and put my hardening cock in her mouth. Sam then came up behind her and started to eat her pussy. I looked at Amy and give her a smile which she returned. I look over Amy at Sam eating her pussy as a look of lust came over her face.

“Oh fuck sis that feels good.” I said

Sam then got up and straddled my face. With her pussy in my face I stick my tongue out and give her a long lick. Her pussy was completely shaved.

“Sam what are you doing?” Amy asked.

“I heard you two talking about it, when did you two start doing it?”

“About a week ago when Travis broke up with her we got wasted and it just happened.” I said

“So your not disgusted?” Amy asked.

“No not really, I think its interesting, I might have to seduce my little brother.” Sam said with a smirk.

“Well atleast we don’t have to play it off.” Amy said climbing onto me and impaling herself on my hard cock.

“Right well lets get to it for real.” I said going back to eating Sam’s pussy.

Sam then bent forward and started licking Amy’s clit. As Amy picked up speed bouncing up and down on my cock her moaning increased to a really loud volume. Then at the top of her lungs Amy screamed “IM CUUUUMMMING!” She lifted herself off my cock and her cunt squirted all over me and Sam’s face. As that happened Sam screamed “IM CUMMING!” And came all over my face.

“Holy fuck.” I said basically covered head to toe in cum.

“Now its my turn.” Sam said climbing onto my cock.

As Sam sat down I felt the heat and wetness sliding down my shaft. She was tighter than Amy but I wasn’t gonna tell her that. As Sam started to ride my cock Amy sat on my face and started to lick Sam’s clit. Amy was dripping cum from her pussy and I tried to get every drop.

“Oh fuck Josh your so big, it feels so good.” Sam said rapidly riding my cock.

“Looks like she likes your big cock too.” Amy said.

“Yes, I do, fuck me fuck me more, harder please.” She begged.

“Amy get up.” I said as I lifted Sam from my cock.

I put Sam on her back and tell Amy to 69 with Sam. I then put my dick back into Sam and started fucking her harder.

“Oh fuck yeah, harder, harder, harder pleasssse. Sam moaned.

I was going as fast and hard as I could and Sam’s moans were getting so loud I couldn’t hear Amy say she was cumming. Amy took Sam’s clit and sucked it into her mouth and bit it. Sam screamed at the top of her lungs and came all over my cock. Her pussy got so tight I couldn’t hold it any more.

“Fuck Im cumming.” I said as I shot 2 shots in Sam’s pussy and 2 shots on Amy’s face.

The rest of what I had left dribbled down my cock which Amy quickly put in her mouth and sucked me dry. We all lay in a post orgasmic bliss for 20 minutes, until we hear a car door shut. I look out the window and see mom walking up the driveway.

“Shit its mom.” I said.

We all quickly get dressed and put on a movie and light incense to cover the smell of sex.

“Hello?” Mom called out.

“In here.” Amy yelled back.

Mom walked in the door. “Oh hi Sam.” She said

“Hi Ashly. How was your day?” Sam replied.

“Oh long and hard you know same shit different day, but got off early so I cant complain.” Mom said

“I feel you.” Sam said looking at us with a smirk

“You wanna stay for dinner?” Mom asked

“Sure.” Sam said.

“Alright give me a bit.” She said as she walked away. “Oh Josh by the way wheres your car?”

“I left it at Zaks cause it wouldn’t start, I think it needs new spark plugs.” I said

“Oh ok well I’ll call the shop in the morning.” She said.

“I already did.” I said. ” They said it would be about $50 depending on how many were busted.”

“Alright then dinner will be done soon.” She said as she closed the door.

“That was close.” Sam said.

“Yeah too close.” Amy said.

Is she in on it with you two?” Sam asked.

“No, but she knows we did it once, she busted us after we passed out on my bed naked.” Amy said.

“Oh shit.” Sam said.

“Yeah not the best way to wake up.” I added.

“You ever think of getting her involved?” Sam asked.

Amy and I look at each other. “No not really.” I said “But I would be open to it.”

“WHAT?!?!?” Amy said shocked.

“What you wouldn’t? You were eating Sam out like an all you can eat buffet.” I said.

“Well maybe I could if I was drinking.” Amy said.

“DINNERS READY” Called mom from the kitchen.

After we ate Sam walked home and me mom and Amy put on a movie. About halfway through I decided to make a drink. I walked over and made myself a Rum & Coke.

“Sweetie can you make me a Bloody Blue Lemonade?” (grenadine, blueberry vodka, and lemonade) Mom asked.

“Sure mom. Amy you want something?” I asked

“Just a Screwdriver is fine.” She said.

I bring the drinks over and we continue the movie.

“Hey Josh?” Mom said.

“Whats up?” I replied.

“What drink did you make Amy that night?” She asked.

“Why?” I asked.

“Just wondering.” She said

“Well its called a Fucked Up Mother Fucker. Its a 1/2 oz of 151 rum 1/2 oz of vodka 1oz of triple sec 1/2 oz of scotch a splash of everclear and coke.” I said

“God Damn how many did you two have?” She asked.

“Just one that’s all you need.” I said

We finish our drinks and the movie has ended. I look at the clock its about 9:30. I bring up the Netflix menu and put on Days of Thunder. (watch it).

“Josh will you make me one of those drinks?” Mom asked.

“You sure?” I asked.

“Yeah I got nothing important to do tomorrow.” She said.

“I want one too.” Amy said

“No remember what happened last time.” Mom said

“Yeah but you weren’t here, and I was heartbroken.”

“Alright fine.” Mom said.

I make 3 drinks and sit back on the couch.

“Mmm This is good sweetie.” Mom said.

As we watch the movie and drink our drinks we all start to get tipsy and our words start to slur.

(NOW IM SWITCHING TO ASHLEY’S VEIW)

Watching the movie and drinking my drink I start to feel wasted. As the movie ends I say good night to Amy and Josh and tell them no repeats of last time. I walk into my room and lay down on my bed and try to sleep. Not being able to fall asleep I pull out my laptop and vibrator. I bring up my favorite website pornhub.com. And bring up the lesbian section. Im not into chicks but I like lesbian porn more. I watch a few clips and after that I feel ready to go. I put the vibe into my pussy and close my eyes. To my surprise my mind went directly to Amy and Josh having sex. I tried to get that out of my mind but couldn’t. I thought to myself “whats wrong with me?” For some reason it was really turning me on to think of them like that. I started to move the vide in and out of my pussy and putting a little vibe on my clit. Its been so long since I came I wanted to enjoy the feeling but I was to horny and I ended up cumming to the thought of my children fucking. I muffled my moan with my hand and passed out with the vide still in my pussy.

The next morning I woke up, took out the vibe which had died and put it away with my laptop. Amy and Josh were still asleep in their own beds. I kept thinking to myself “am I a bad person thinking of my kids fucking while I masturbate?” I thought of it and came so hard it was wrong, but it felt right. now I wanted to experience the real thing.

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Cherise’s idylic life with her unicorm mate when Anton, the man who wanted to marry Cherise, enters the forest to take her back.

A Girl and Her Unicorn
Chapter Two: The Unicorn’s Prowess
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

Anton – Tol Via Village, Kingdom of Athlos

“You’re blinded by Biaute’s cunt,” cursed Stefan as I marched towards the dark edge of the Rothin Forest. “It’s dangerous in there. The unicorns will gore you. They’re monsters.”

“She’s in there,” I growled. My Cherise had always been so fascinated by the forest. “Something’s happened to her.”

“Yeah, the cursed unicorns gored her,” my friend snarled, seizing my arm. “And they’ll gore you, too, Anton. She’s dead. It’s been two weeks.”

My anger growled out of me. I should have went in there the very afternoon she went missing. Right after she accepted my marriage proposal, she vanished. The hounds followed her trail right to the forest edge. No one had the courage to go in there and risk the unicorn’s wrath.

Even me. I was unmanned by the forest. But no longer. “I’ll find her alive or dead. Either way, I’m not coming back without my Cherise.”

I ripped my arm from Stefan’s grip. His hair glinted gold in the rising sun. Fog drifted out of the woods. My bowels wanted to turn to water. But I couldn’t let fear unman me. Cherise needed me. And if she was dead, then I would find the unicorn that murdered her and kill the beast.

It was time for decent men to stop fearing the degenerate spawn of the God Las.

I strode into the woods. The fog swallowed me up.

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Cherise – Rothin Forest, Kingdom of Athlos

I giggled, drawn out of my sweet dreams by the thick lips nibbling on my breast. Pleasure tingled through my body. I squirmed on the ground. I wanted to stay asleep. It was so comfortable on my bed of soft moss.

The lips nibbled harder.

I rose from my half-doze. The air was scented with flowers and pine resin, tinged with the damp bitterness of the moss. I smiled and opened my eyes. A golden horn waved over my head, thrusting from between the deep-green eyes of my unicorn mate.

Willoweyes was in her unicorn form, her coat a lustrous silver. Her lips hungrily nibbled on my breasts. I moaned in delight, my pussy growing hot between my thighs. I reached up and stroked the snout of my unicorn. Her mouth sucked harder on my nipple as she whinnied in delight.

I loved stroking her soft coat. Her hairs tickled my skin. Her almost pure, silvery coat made my fingers seem an even deeper red. Normally, my skin was pale and tinged with red, like all Atholosian humans. I had heard that other human races didn’t have metallic hair, but were dull browns and blacks instead of shiny silvers and golds.

“What a delicious way to wake up,” I purred as my mate nibbled harder.

The last two weeks had been better than a dream. I had known Willoweyes since she was a foal and I was a child. We had often played together in the edges of the Rothin Forest. I was always forbidden to play in the forest—my family and the rest of my village feared unicorns as monstrous children of the God Las—but I always managed to sneak into the woods to meet with Willoweyes. I knew the truth about unicorns. My people thought they were monsters because they were so rarely seen. Unicorns feared the impurity of humans. They only showed themselves to virgin girls, drawn to their purity.

Growing up, I dreaded the day I would have to surrender my purity to my husband. Once I turned eighteen and became a woman, it became harder and harder to fight my responsibility to marry and support my husband. My main suitor was Anton. I don’t know why he was obsessed with me. Maybe he did love me, though that didn’t stop him from fucking any farmgirl or village daughter that spread her thighs.

He almost claimed me two weeks ago. I promised to marry him to keep my virginity intact. Then I fled into the woods and made the most remarkable discovery—Willoweyes loved me. I could become her mate and stay forever pure.

My hand stroked my stomach. Two weeks of breeding. I was sure I was pregnant with her foal. That was how unicorns bred. Though Willoweyes was a female, she had a cock in her unicorn form. In her human form, she was pure female. I loved both her forms. Making love to her as a girl or as a unicorn were equally exciting.

“I can’t wait until you foal our daughter and your breasts are dripping with milk,” Willoweyes whinnied as she moved her rubbery lips to my other breast.

“You would deprive our foal of her meals?” I giggled as she nibbled on my hard nipple.

“Not deprive,” she huffed, tossing her neck and mane. “But I know our foal would be more than happy to share your milk with her dam. My dam always drank from my mother’s breast milk.”

“Mmm, I’ll make sure you get your milk,” I purred. “So long as our foal is well-fed, I’ll nurse you.”

“You are the best mate,” neighed Willoweyes.

“I’m the only mate you’ve ever known,” I giggled. “Unless there have been other human girls you’ve seduced.”

“Nope.” Willoweyes lifted her head high. She was so majestic. The morning fog burned away and sunlight dappled through the trees, glinting off her pure-golden horn. “You’re the only girl I’ve ever loved.”

I smiled at her. I was so grateful that we were united. She was so sexy in both her forms.

“You smell excited,” Willoweyes said, lowering her snout between my thighs.

I giggled as her wet nose rubbed at my inner thigh, pushing up to my pussy as she sniffed and whinnied. “Well, you were sucking on my nipples. That would excite any innocent maid.”

“So innocent,” moaned Willoweyes. “Tart and innocent.”

Willoweyes lifted her muzzle, her tail flicking. I knew that look, so I asked, “You want to go for a run?”

Willoweyes neighed and reared on her hind legs. She came down, stamping at the ground. “The sun is burning through the fog. Look at how beautiful it is. It’s the perfect time to run. The forest smells so sweet right now.”

I squeezed my thighs together. I wanted a nice cum, but I knew a naughty way I could climax. “Okay. Let’s ride.”

Willoweyes whinnied in delight.

Smiling, I climbed to my feet, brushing off some moss from my butt. It was so much more relaxing out here than at the farm where I was raised. No chores had to be done. Willoweyes was attuned to life in the forest and she had passed that on to me. I didn’t need clothing any longer, somehow kept warm by her magics even when it grew cold at night. When we hungered, we picked wild berries or snacked on crunchy pine cones. Even the sweet grasses of the meadows sated my hunger.

It was so freeing. I loved living in the forest.

I climbed onto Willoweyes’s back. Her slick fur tickled my pussy. I squeezed my thighs tight about her flanks. I stroked her neck. My mate neighed and snorted, eager for to gallop. I leaned over, my nipples brushing her mane.

“Let’s go,” I moaned.

“Yes!”

Willoweyes took off at a gallop. The trees whipped by us. The sunlight dappled through breaks in the leaves, painting across our bodies as my unicorn dashed through the woods. The muscles in her back shifted and her silky coat caressed my pussy.

My clit throbbed as I bounced on her. Every impact was delightful, shooting bliss through me. I felt so close with my mate. I leaned over, her mane whipping in my face, my breasts heaving as I grew wetter and wetter. My thighs clenched about her flanks, holding tight while my hips undulated. I slid my wet pussy up and down her coat.

“Mmm, I can smell how excited you are,” Willoweyes neighed. “Your perfume is all around us.”

I laughed, throwing my arms wide. My breasts bounced as we raced through the woods. Willoweyes leaped over fallen logs and darted around broad trees. We never touched the branches of other trees, my unicorn was too skilled for that.

My orgasm built and built, racing towards me. My golden hair streamed behind me. Willoweyes leaped over a babbling brook. My pussy lifted up from her coat a the height of her arc. For a moment, I flew, my body tingling with delight.

And then she landed and my clit smashed against her hide.

My sensitive nub exploded with passion. Willoweyes neighed and whinnied as I orgasmed on her back. I held on tight with my thighs, my body heaving atop her. Her hairs tickled my pussy, adding new, smaller waves rolling through me.

“Yes,” I moaned in delight. “Thank you for this wonderful ride.”

“I always love it when you—”

Willoweyes suddenly reared, neighing in fear. I slipped off her back. I gasped in shock as I landed on my tailbone. I groaned and coughed, the wind knocked out of my lungs. I lay next to the roots of a tall oak tree, small acorns digging into my back.

Willoweyes slowed to a halt and whinnied again, her hooves stamping on the ground. She sounded so scared. I sat up, looking around for what had spooked her. The trees seemed so normal, a gentle breeze rustled the trees above.

“What is it?” I asked, my body trembling.

“Human,” she neighed, her voice high-pitched. “In the woods.”

“What?” My heart sped up.

Unicorns feared humans. Only a virgin girl or young woman didn’t frighten them. They were still pure. But a man or a woman that had her hymen plucked had lost that innocence. It was anathema to unicorns. Since my maidenhead was broken by Willoweyes’s horn, I instead gained the same permanent purity of a unicorn and became Willoweyes’s mate.

I leaped to my feet, my heart hammering in fear. Why was a human in the woods? All the villagers feared the woods, believing the unicorns to be terrible beasts. Behind me, the bushes rustled. I whirled as a figure burst out.

“Cherise!”

I blinked in shock at the sight of Anton. Happiness bloomed across the man’s reddish face. The man who wanted to marry me, the man I had fled into the woods to escape, was here. I froze in shock as he reached out and snatched my hand. Before I knew what was happening, he had pushed me behind him and drawn a dagger.

“Stay back, beast,” he growled, swiping the dagger through the air at my mate.

“What are you doing?” I gasped at the big man.

“Don’t worry, Cherise,” he said, pushing me back. “I’ll protect you.”

“Protect me?” I demanded, growing so angry at him. Why couldn’t he just leave me alone? “What do I need protection from?”

“The unicorn,” he snarled. “You don’t have to worry. The beast won’t hurt you again.”

“Cherise,” neighed Willoweyes. She backed up, her head tossing back and forth. Anton was a man that had bedded a lot of girls in our village. Every girl, and even a few of the married women, had panted after Anton.

Every girl but me. He just disgusted me. And now he was here trying to ruin everything again.

Willoweyes took a step forward and then whinnied in fear as Anton swiped the knife at my unicorn mate. She backed up, her legs shaking. She had never been so close to a man before. My poor mate was absolutely frightened by the idiot.

Anton laughed. “Look at it. The dumb thing’s afraid. The beast knows I’ll kill it if it tries to hurt you again.”

I shuddered. He felt so filthy, impure. I understood why Willoweyes was so frightened of him. With every passing heartbeat, I felt more and more soiled by his presence. My skin prickled. The air seemed to grow putrid around him. I gagged.

Anton grabbed my arm. My skin crawled at his touch. He pushed me back into the bushes, his knife still pointed at Willoweyes. My mate neighed in terror, stamping her feet. The brush scraped at my naked flesh as Anton took me away.

“Stop this!” I shouted and tried to yank my arm out of his grip. “You don’t understand. I don’t need to be rescued.”

Anton turned and gaped at me. “What?”

“Willoweyes is my unicorn. My mate.” I touched my belly. “I’m carrying her foal.”

Anton’s face twisted. “I knew I should have come for you right away. I’m sorry. I was an idiot for thinking you were dead. But don’t worry, I’ll find away to break the beast’s foul spell and cleans your womb of her abomination.

“No!” I shrieked and slapped his face.

Anton twisted my arm. Pain flared up my body. I doubled over, tears falling from my eyes. He was so much stronger than me. I wanted to fight against him, but I couldn’t. He dragged me behind him, cursing underneath his breath.

“I don’t know why I put up with you. You’re so much gods-damned work.” Anton sighed as he pulled me farther and farther away. Willoweyes neighs grew fainter. “But…I guess that’s love.”

“I don’t love you,” I sobbed. “Please. You’re hurting me.”

“It’s for your own good. You’ll see. Once you’re out of this cursed forest and thinking straight, you’ll thank me. We’ll get married and be happy.”

Horror filled me. He wanted to take me back to the village. I would have to wear those confining dresses and work all day on the farm, raising his squalling brats, tending to the animals, and cooking the food while he worked the fields. And at night I would have to…in bed with him…and…

My skin crawled. My stomach heaved at the thought of his disgusting, filthy cock entering my pure pussy.

“Willoweyes!” I screamed. “Please! You have to help me! Please. I need you!”

“The Las-cursed beast won’t save you,” Anton chortled. “It’s scared. It knows I’m a real man. I’ll cut open its belly and carve off its horn if it even thinks of trying to stop me.”

My body quaked. This couldn’t be happening. “Willoweyes! Don’t let him take me from you! Be strong! I know he’s disgusting!”

Anton twisted my arm harder. “Stop your damned blathering, woman. You need to stop acting like a silly girl. It’s time you accepted your place. You’re my wife. Ever since we was kids, that was your role.”

I spat in his face.

“You really want me to hurt you, huh?” he growled. “By the gods, Cherise, I will. Do not tempt me to chastise you.”

I tried to wrench my arm away, pain or no pain. I had to get away from him.

“Cherise, you—”

Willoweyes burst out the foliage, her golden horn lowered as she charged. Anton cursed and threw himself to the side. He screamed in pain. Blood arced through the air. He landed on his side on the ground, clutching his bleeding leg.

I threw myself on Willoweyes back and she galloped off.

“I’ll save you, Cherise!” Anton screamed after us. “You will be my wife!”

I didn’t care. I buried my face in Willoweyes mane and sobbed in relief. “You came. You came.”
“I was so scared,” Willoweyes whinnied. “I’m sorry for taking so long. He was so filthy. I should have smelled him earlier. I was so caught up in your pleasure. This is all my fault.”

“You came for me,” I repeated. “You faced that filthy man and saved me. Thank you.”

Willoweyes slowed to a canter as we burst into a field. I knew this field. It was the first place we had ever made love. She slowed to a stop. I leaned against her back, hugging and kissing her neck. My pussy suddenly was on fire.

“I need to make sure you’re fully pure,” moaned Willoweyes. “That man touched you.”

“Yes,” I groaned, rubbing my wet pussy on her back. I did love this feeling. My clit throbbed. My fear and excitement seemed to have transformed into lust inside me. “How?”

“I have to bathe you with my tongue and then fuck you with my horn.”

I groaned. It sounded wonderful. “Then we need to do it right now. I need to be pure for you always.”

“Yes,” Willoweyes neighed. “You must always be my pure mate. You’re carrying our foal.”
I rubbed my tummy and smiled before I dismounted to the soft grasses. “Which side should you start on?”

“Lie on your belly.”

I smiled in delight. I lay down on the grass, careful of the wildflowers. A purple one kissed my lips as I settled down. The grass tickled my breasts and belly as I lay down. I groaned and wiggled, clenching my butt-cheeks.

“Okay,” I purred. “I’m all ready.”

Willoweyes whinnied and then she licked the soles of my feet. Her delicious tongue ignited all these delightful nerves that shot pleasure up to my aching pussy. I groaned and wiggled on the grass, closing my eyes and letting her tongue wash away the last traces of fear and anxiety. Anton was wounded. He would never bother us again.

My unicorn’s tongue moved up my calves. She bathed me everywhere, her soft mane caressing my flesh like a brush. I shuddered and clenched my ass as she rose higher and higher up my left leg. I giggled when she reached my knee, swiping across the back.

“Mmm, that is nice. You know how to make your mate feel pure.”

“It’s very important,” Willoweyes agreed.

Her tongue licked higher, caressing my thigh. Long licks caressed my butt-cheeks. I relaxed them, letting her tongue dip into my crack. I squealed as her tongue licked across my sphincter. Willoweyes nickered and took another swipe.

And a third.

“That’s such a dirty spot,” I groaned. “You have to make sure it’s perfectly pure.”

“That’s why I need to fuck it with my horn,” she answered.

I knew then this was all deception. My mate just wanted the excuse to lick my entire body. I didn’t mind. I squirmed as her tongue probed into my asshole and swirled around. I groaned, lifting my ass up to let her have easier access.

My pussy grew wetter and wetter with every wonderful lick of her tongue. She probed my asshole one last time before she moved down my leg to lick at my right foot. I closed my eyes and was lost to the sensuality of my tongue bath.

Finally, she finished with my back and shoulders and I rolled over, my breasts jiggling. Overhead, wispy blue clouds drifted through the sky. I smiled at them as my mate leaned down to lick and nuzzle at my fingers.

“Ooh, yes,” I giggled as my finger disappeared into her mouth. Her large lips nibbled at them while her golden horn glinted in the sunlight.

Her tongue licked up my arm to my shoulder and my neck. I tilted my head, letting her nuzzle. I stroked her snout as she licked up to my ear and squealed as she nibbled on my lobe. Then her wet tongue licked to my lips.

We kissed.

Her tongue filled my mouth. It was so thick and large, pushing all the way to the back of my throat. She tasted so wonderfully sweet—grass and berries and herbs. I petted her as we kissed, my body writhing.

Then she moved down to my breasts. “Willoweyes,” I giggled in delight as her mouth engulfed my nipple. “There’s no milk in there yet.”

“Yet,” Willoweyes neighed before moving lower.

My entire body was wet from her tongue. She head licked me everywhere but my pussy. I spread my thighs, my cunt on fire. I was so eager to be licked clean and made “pure” again. My hips arched as Willoweyes moved her snout between my thighs.

I shuddered as she licked through my pussy. Her rough tongue gathered up my tart passion as I squirmed beneath her. It was exciting when she ate my pussy as a unicorn. Her tongue was so wide and thick, almost covering every inch of my pussy as she licked. Her tongue reached my clit. I gasped and writhed as her lick seemed to last an eternity.

“So tart and tasty,” whinnied my mate.

She lowered her snout and took another lick, starting between my asshole. My sphincter tingled as her tongue swiped across it. My back arched and my body quivered. I moaned in delight as my unicorn dug her tongue deep into my pussy.

I gripped her golden horn. Lines spiraled up to the top, separating the horn into smooth bands wrapping around each other. Willoweyes’s tail swished back and forth as her excitement built. She loved it when I played with her horn, stroking it up and down and driving her wild.

“Mmm, yes, you like it when I play with your horn,” I groaned as she licked faster.

“I do,” she neighed between her delicious licks.

My toes curled as she dived back in. I stroked her horn faster. Her tongue probed into my pussy’s depths, swirling around before slipping out to rasp across my sensitive clit. Every time she licked my bud, my thighs spasmed. The pleasure built faster and faster.

“So good,” Willoweyes moaned. “Keep stroking me. You always make me feel so loved, Cherise.”

“Good,” I moaned as I stroked her horn faster, my pussy clenching.

Willoweyes moved her head lower. I knew what she wanted. It was time for her to purify my ass with her golden horn. I flipped over onto my hands and knees, shaking my ass at her. Willoweyes neighed in delight, her tongue licking through my asscheeks and brushing my asshole. I groaned as she swabbed my sphincter, readying me for her horn.

My asshole was too tight for her massive dick, but I liked it when she fingered and rimmed my sphincter. Over the last two weeks, we had discovered so many ways to make love. We experimented and found new delights all the time.

Her sharp horn pressed on my sphincter. My pussy clenched as she pushed in. She went careful to not injury me. I groaned, the danger of being hurt only added to the excitement of our lovemaking. I shoved one hand between my thighs and rubbed at my pussy as the grooved horn pushed into the depths of my bowels.

“Yes,” I groaned, my asshole clutching on her horn.

“So good,” Willoweyes moaned as she worked her head back and forth, fucking her horn in and out of my bowels. “Oh, Cherise, your ass is so tight on my horn. You’re tight ass is making my cock throb so hard.”

The warm pleasure of her horn reaming in and out of my ass shot right to my dripping pussy. I rubbed harder at my pussy lips and massaged my bud as my asshole gripped the smooth, threaded horn. Willoweyes neighed in delight, fucking me faster.

“That’s it,” I gasped. “Oh, yes! So good! I love your horn in my ass!”

“Me, too! Ooh, it sends shivers all the way down to my cock. Mmm, so good. Oh, yes.”

“I’m gonna cum so hard. Oh, by the gods, I love you!”

My bowels clenched on her thrusting horn. She pumped faster and faster. I watched her over my shoulder. Her tail swung back and forth and her silky mane flew around her head as she thrust. My fingers rubbed even faster on my clit, massaging my little nub while my pussy clenched. Juices dripped out of my sex, coating my fingers.

It was so wonderful. “Thank you, Las, for creating unicorns!”

“And thank you Slata for birthing humans,” moaned Willoweyes. “I have such a wonderful mate. Oh, yes!”

My body convulsed. Her horn stabbed deep into me as sparks flew from my clit. They shot right to my core. I came. My ass clenched on her wonderful horn. My juices gushed from my hot pussy as the pleasure flowed through my body. I leaned my face onto the soft loam, moaning my bliss for the entire forest to hear.

“Massage my horn! It feels so good when you cum! Oh, Cherise. My beautiful mate!”

I shuddered as she pulled her horn out of my ass. Willoweyes neighed in delight. I rolled over onto my knees and cupped her snout. I pulled her down for a kiss, nuzzling at her thick lips. She tasted of sweet grass. I stroked her as I kissed up her nose and snout to her horn.

Willoweyes whinnied and neighed as my tongue licked up her horn, tracing the fluted spiral. I savored the sour tang of my ass as I licked her clean. I stroked her as I cleaned her horn, my mate snorting in delight.

“There, all clean,” I purred when I finished.

“You are such a tease,” Willoweyes moaned. “Every lick sent shudders right to my cock.”

“I could lick it,” I grinned, arching my eyebrows at her. “I mean, your cum has to make me pure, too, right.

“Oh, you are so wonderful, Cherise.” Her green eyes flashed. “I forgot completely about you having to suck my cock to be pure.”

I kissed her on the nose before I crawled beneath her. Willoweyes’s cock dangled between her legs, as thick as my arm and as white as her coat. The tip throbbed in rhythm to her heartbeat. Salty precum dripped from the slit. The scent was intoxicating.

I rubbed my cheek against her belly as I seized her massive cock. When she fucked my pussy, she stretched me out until I wanted to scream. I could barley wrap my fingers around it. The shaft pulsed with her heart beat and her hooves stamped as I stroked up and down her cock.

“Cherise,” she neighed. “Please, suck me. I need to cum. Please.”

“Gladly,” I moaned. “I wouldn’t want to leave you suffering.”

“Such a caring human,” she sighed as my tongue licked across her dick’s crown.

There was a slit at the tip. My tongue probed it, gathering up her salty precum before I swirled around her tip. My hands pumped. I couldn’t open my mouth wide enough to suck in her cock. I could only nibbled and suck on the sensitive crown.

Every time I licked or sucked, her front, right hoof stamped the ground. Her sweet neighs encouraged me to keep teasing her. My tongue swirled around her crown. My hand stroked faster. I loved pleasuring my mate.

Her precum flowed. It filled my mouth and dripped down my neck to my breasts. I stroked her faster, eager for her cum. My tongue wormed into her cock’s slit again. Willoweyes reared up, neighing loud as her pleasure built.

“Oh, Cherise. That’s it. By the gods, you know how to please me. Oh, wow. My sweet mate.”

My hands pumped up and down her shaft. They brushed my lips. I opened my mouth wider. I wished I could suck her full cock into my mouth. I swallowed her precum. It coated my mouth and throat with her slippery passion.

“I’m getting there. Oh, Cherise. Mmm, Pater’s cock, you’re making me cum faster.”

I giggled against her cock. She had recently started using human swearing, my curses tainting her pure speech.

“Cum on me,” I groaned between licks. “Give me all your jizz. Flood me with all its wonderful treats. You can do it.”

“Yes, yes!” she neighed.

Her cock throbbed. The tip swelled. I closed my eyes.

Willoweyes’s cum exploded out of her dick. The streams of spunk splashed across my face. The thick, salty, hot jizz dripped down my neck to my breasts as a second burst out of her shaft. I pointed her cock down at my breasts, letting her drench my tits as I licked the salty treat from my lips.

“Yes! Drench me!” I moaned.

Willoweyes whinnied for joy and stamped her hooves.

Her cum dripped down my breasts in thick rivulets, crossing my stomach and reaching my pregnant pussy. My hand smeared the cum across my belly as I reached for my hot pussy. I rubbed her salty treat into my pussy, groaning in delight.

I was covered in her passion. I was so happy.

Willoweyes changed. Her body flowed as she transformed into her human form. She knelt before me, her eyes still wide and green, her skin alabaster. Long, silvery hair fell about her naked body. Her large breasts heaved and her golden horn sparkled.

“I drenched you,” she giggled.

“Yes, you did,” I purred, pulling her to my breasts. “So you should lick me clean.”

I groaned as her tongue swiped through the cum staining my breasts. We fell back onto the soft loam, her tongue lapping up her cum. I groaned as she brushed my nipple. She sucked it into her mouth for a moment, cleaning up my nipple of all her jizz.

“Mmm, I taste delicious,” Willoweyes smiled as she pressed her pillowy tits into my stomach. Her cum smeared all across her delicious breasts.

I rolled her onto her back and buried my face between her wonderful tits. I pushed them against my reddish cheeks and rubbed her cum into both our flesh. My tongue licked, gathering up every delightful treat as I worked my way up to her fat nipples.

She licked up to my ear and she whispered, “I want to take my sweet filly.”

“Is that part of the purification ritual?” I asked.

“No, I’m just want to be in you. I love being in you.” Willoweyes pressed her pillowy tits against me. Her human face nuzzled my neck. “It’s so amazing to fuck your pussy. It’s better than when you play with my horn or suck my cock.”

“How about when I fist your pussy?” I asked.

“Ooh, it’s only slightly better than that,” she admitted. “Can I fuck you. Please. I’m so horny again. It’s like I need to make you mine all over again after that disgusting human touched you.”

“I always want to fuck your cock.” I glanced over at the rock where she first took me. I stood up and ran to it. “Come fuck your pregnant filly!”

“Yes,” she smiled, hopping to her feet, her big tits bouncing.

I mounted the stone, kneeling like a mare. I didn’t mind the rough rock beneath me as Willoweyes transformed into unicorn. My pussy clenched as she assumed her majestic prowess. Beneath her thighs, a thick cock swayed.

My pussy clenched, eager for her monstrous shaft to stretch me out until I exploded.

Willoweyes mounted me. She was so gentle. With her size, and not just the girth and length of her cock, she could seriously hurt me, but I knew she never would. Her thick cock prodded the cheeks of my ass. Her tip was the size of my clenched fist. She rubbed it around. I groaned and shuddered as she pushed into my depths. My pussy spread around the thick tip. Every time, I shuddered as she stretched me out. Pain and pleasure mixed together.

“Yes!” I breathily groaned, my toes curling. “Oh, Willoweyes. That’s what I need. Mmm, by the gods, you make me feel wonderful.”

“Good,” Willoweyes neighed in delight. Her hips thrust forward, slamming her cock deeper and deeper into my depths. “I love to be with my filly. I love to fuck her and make her feel wonderful.”

“And you love to be buried in my tight pussy?” I purred.

“Of course,” Willoweyes neighed. “You’re so wonderful. Oh, yes.”

Her hips thrust harder and faster. I rocked on my perch, gripping it as her cock reamed my depths. So much of her fit into me. My flesh clamped down on her cock as I shuddered, and I bucked back into her thrusts.

Willoweyes’s soft coat stroked my back and ass. The ticklish delight shot through my body, ending at my swinging nipples and throbbing cunt. I thew back my head, my golden curls rubbing on her fur. I let out another moan as the pleasure built and built inside me.

“So good, Willoweyes! Oh, yes! You know just what to do to me. Mmm, yes. Keep fucking me. Keep making me feel like the most loved woman in the world.”

“You are, Cherise!” whinnied my mate. “I’m getting so close.”

“Yes! Purify my pussy with your seed! Make me forget all about that nasty Anton.”

Willoweyes’s hips thrust even faster. The pleasure rippled through me as her cock slammed into the depths of my pussy. I gasped and shuddered as the first explosions of bliss rushed through me. My stretched-out pussy spasmed about her thick cock, clenching down so hard pain shot through me.

My orgasm grew even more powerful.

I screamed in wordless bliss as the agony of rapture consumed my cunt. Willoweyes neighed as she enjoyed my spasming sheath. I swayed beneath her, clenching to the rock I knelt on as my body wanted to collapse and enjoy the passion.

“So good! My human filly! So good! You make me feel so amazing!”

“Cum in me! Purify me! Do it! Please!”

Willoweyes whickered and whinnied as her hot cum pumped into me, splashing against my insides. Her cum jetted out with so much force, my pussy ached. Spurt after spurt splashed inside me. Her driving cock forced most of her jizz to spill out and run in a thick mess down my thighs.

I loved it.

My head swayed. I pulled off of her cock and slipped to the grass, her cum gushing out of my pussy. I stared up at the sky as Willoweyes cuddled up next to me, back in her human form. Her large breasts waved in my face. I sucked a nipple in, closing my eyes and savoring the sensation.

“That was so hot,” moaned Willoweyes. “I love making love to you.”

I smiled around her nipple. For a moment, I envied her. In human form, we were both women, but she had that masculine cock that fucked me so hard when she was a unicorn. I would love to return the favor and mount her. I pictured her squirming beneath me.

“I wish I could make you pregnant,” I purred between licks.

“Oh?” she asked. “But unicorns can’t get pregnant.”

“You have pussies,” I grinned, my fingers worming in and out of her.

“But even if another unicorn were to fuck me, I wouldn’t get pregnant.” She licked her lips, a smile growing.

“You want to be fucked by another unicorn?”

Willoweyes nodded her head. “Now that I’ve taken a mate, I’m sure I’ll get to experience it. I hope its my dam who takes me first.”

“That’s kinky,” I moaned.

I pictured Willoweyes getting mounted by an older unicorn, begging for her unicorn mother to fuck her while I watched nearby. My pussy convulsed at the hot thought. I kissed my way up to her face and stared into her eyes.

“Would your dam fuck me, too?” I asked.

“Of course. You’re pregnant right now. You can have all the unicorns you want. They can’t impregnate you.”

I smiled. That was such a naughty thought. I pictured an entire herd of unicorns eager to please me, each lining up one after the other to take me hard and fast.

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Anton – Tol Via Village, Kingdom of Athlos

It was nearly dark when I stumbled out of the forest. My leg throbbed from the long gash the unicorn fiend had left. I bandaged it up with my shirt and then forced myself to limp back home. Every step sent fire up my leg. The bandage was crimson with my blood.

“Anton!” Stefan called out in shock. My friend ran over and seized me. I threw my arm around his shoulders and leaned against him. “I thought you were a goner. You’ve been in there all day.”

“I found her,” I growled. A shiver ran through me. My face burned like I was on fire and yet my body shivered.

“You’re badly hurt,” Stefan gasped. “We need to get you to see Mother Nicolette so she can invoke a healing spirit.”

“I found her,” I repeated. “She was in my hands, but I couldn’t fight the unicorn. The fiend has enslaved her mind.”

“What?” Stefan asked, leaning me down against a bound bale of hey in the field. “Don’t talk. You need your strength.”

I seized Stefan’s collar. “I found Cherise. She’s out there. She needs me. And I will rescue her.”

“How?” Stefan asked. “You look like you barely made it out once. You were lucky. No one survives in the woods. All the stories say so.”

“I will find away. Even if I have to go to the Warlocks of Chevsa.”

Stefan gasped, “By Pater’s cock, don’t say that. They steal souls.”

Losing my soul would be a small price to pay to save my fiancee from that brute in the forest. I would see all the unicorns killed and the forest cleansed. No longer will maidens disappear into those woods.

“I…will…save…you…” I groaned as the world swam and grew black. I let the feverish unconscious take me.

My dreams were full of Cherise happy and safe, kissing me while her unicorn captor lay dead at our feet.

To be continued…

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Best read the stories in sequence!

Life’s Strange Turns, Part 3

Monday and Tuesday came and went, with nothing exciting happening, except that Sandy called to say that she had gotten a nice offer on the house from a couple about 30. Her kids were back from their Dad’s, so she couldn’t come over, but wanted to. I’d gone to the gym after work Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, and chatted with a pretty woman in the my age bracket that was “interesting” and had no rings or other evidence of commitment. We talked, as I helped her readjust a machine to fit her, found out her name is Megan. She looked like she was about 5’8″, slender with long legs and modest boobage. I thought that I’d try to get her phone number, but didn’t. “Next time!”, I thought.

When I got home, I was horny and thought about calling Karen and asking about Don, “and oh, by the way, could I come over for some hot sex?” Well, I did at least call Karen. Don wasn’t doing well, and their daughter was coming to town for what might be her last visit with her Dad. “Ok, that’s nice. Let me know if you need my help with anything” I replied, without getting specific about what I would be willing to help with. The conversation went like this: “Kaitlin is flying in tonight, and I’d really appreciate it if you would drive me to the airport to pick her up.” “Sure, no problem! When?” “The plane is due to arrive at 8:10 PM, Alaska flight 288.” “So we should leave here about 7:30?” “Yeah, that should be plenty early enough.” “Ok, I’ll be over about 7:20 then? My truck, or your car?” “Why don’t we take my car? And come over before 7, so I can give you a blowjob in appreciation?” “Well, if you insist!”

So I arrived about 6:55, always the eager one, and Karen gave me a hug and a kiss. “I’m glad you’re early, and I can tell you’re happy to see me” as she ran her hand over my stiffy. “Yes, I’m very happy to see you, Karen”, as she’s smiling and working on my belt and zipper. As soon as my pants were down around my ankles, Karen was busy licking my rock hard cock, sucking the head into her mouth and twirling her tongue around it as she stroked the shaft with her right hand and fondled my balls with her left. She sucked on my balls and spit saliva on the shaft, then plunged my cock just to her throat, and started bobbing her head up and down, pushing further and deeper, until finally she has her lips wrapped around the base of my thick 8″ dick. Despite having my meat deep in her throat, she managed to get enough tongue out to lick my nuts as her head bobbed up and down. My balls tightened and suddenly shot after shot of hot cum was squirting down her throat, as she clenched my butt cheeks with both hands, digging her nails into my ass, pulling my cock firmly into the depths of her throat.

Karen was a bit breathless from this, chest heaving, those big fake tits leaping up and down. But we kissed and she went off to fix up her makeup. She handed me the keys and I went to the garage and climbed into her car. I had to adjust the driver’s seat a lot, side mirrors, tilt wheel, rear mirror, etc. What a pain in the ass! But anyway, off we went to the airport. The drive wasn’t too bad, and we were soon in the parking garage and then walking into the luggage claim area. Karen’s cell rang, and Kaitlin said they had just parked at the terminal and getting ready to disembark. “She hates to fly, so she may be a bit tipsy” said Karen. I just nodded…I don’t really like to fly either, but it’s not the flying so much, as the trusting total strangers with my life. My solution is to distract myself with music and checking out the hot chicks as they walk by. Lots of them at the airport, for some reason, and a lot really dress like tramps.

“There she is!” Karen almost shouts in my ear. We leap to our feet, and I follow as she makes a bee-line for her daughter. Hugs and kisses follow, while I stand aside, waiting patiently to be introduced. Kaitlin looks a lot like her mother, but taller, with blonde hair down to her waist, blue eyes and delicious pink lips. She’s wearing cowboy boots, flare legged, hip hugger black jeans, and a long sleeved cowgirl shirt with puffy sleeves and snap cuffs. Well, she just flew in from New Mexico, so what else? I can’t tell for sure if she’s wearing a bra, but can tell that she’s got big boobs and they’re jiggling nicely. And yes, she was pretty tipsy. Then, I hear “Kaitlin this is our neighbor, Dave. He’s been so much help, since your Dad’s heart attack and strokes, I just can’t tell you how much I love him.” The last bit gave me a bit of a start, but I reached out with my right hand, and we shook hands and then she moved close and hugged me. “I’ll have to show my appreciation, somehow. And I apologize for being drunk, but I just really hate flying” she slurred out. “Well, that’s the usual method for coping with it” I venture. I grabbed the luggage as the carousel brought it around, and off we went to parking garage. When we arrived at Karen & Don’s house, I unloaded the luggage, got it into Katlin’s room, and excused myself. Before I could leave, both Karen and Kaitlin gave me full frontal hugs and a light kiss on the lips. Kaitlin wasn’t wearing a bra, I decided. My cock was starting to twitch…and I left for the short walk to my house.

It was past my bedtime, so I got ready for bed. Had to go to work in the AM. Thursday night, I got a call from Karen. She asked if I’d come over for dinner Friday night, and BBQ some T-bones, about 6pm. “Sure, a team of wild horses couldn’t keep me away” I replied. After work, I went to the gym as usual, and saw Megan again. I got to talking with her again, and this time I got her phone number. She looked even hotter than she had the last time. “Nummm” I think to myself. I asked her to go canoeing Saturday afternoon/evening followed by dinner at my favorite pub. She accepted, and seemed enthusiastic about the canoeing. Damn, I had a date!

Friday night, I skipped the gym, stopped at a wine specialty shop and bought a bottle of Pinot Noir, then straight home for a shower, shave, and change of clothes, then went on down the street to Karen’s. Kaitlin greeted me at the door, which put me a bit aback. Wearing platform sandals, white shorts to mid-thigh, and a black tank top with no bra and lots of cleavage, she looked relaxed and appealing. She had her long hair in a “French Roll” and looked very different…and even nicer, showing off her nicely tanned legs and arms. She gave me a very warm hug, with her big boobs pressed into my chest, and a light kiss on the lips that lingered. “Damn!” I think. “I think she wants to fuck me!” I handed her the bottle of wine, closed the door with my free arm and walked into the kitchen with my right arm around her waist.

Karen came into the house from the backyard and gave me a nice hug and a kiss on the lips. She was wearing hip hugger blue jeans and bra-less, with a light pink cashmere sweater, that didn’t hide her nipples at all. The sweater came almost to the top of her jeans, but not quite. She looked hot, and I wanted to fuck her again. “You need to get the grill going” she said. “What’s this in your back pocket?” she asked, with her hand on my ass. “Toothbrush!” I replied with a grin. In unison, they looked at each other and grinned. “Well, let’s get cookin’”, I said, and headed out the back door to fire up the gas grill. Kaitlin brought me “something for you to sip while you cook”, which turned out to be a 7&7. She lightly brushed against me while setting it down. It was getting a little cool, and her nipples were standing proud, poking through the thin cloth of her black tank top. I extended my right arm out and Kaitlin stepped closer, and we hugged tightly and kissed. “Thank you for being so thoughtful” we said, almost in perfect unison. I was going in for a harder kiss, maybe some light tongue action, when I heard the sliding screen door opening. “Glad to see that you two are hitting it off!” said Karen, bringing out the T-bone steaks. She passed them off to Kaitlin, who then brought them to the grill.

We had dinner in the dining room, as the yellow jackets were being a PITA. The wine was great, the steaks perfect, and we had a wonderful time. I kept the conversation mostly about Kaitlin and her life in New Mexico. After dinner, I slipped off to the bathroom, peed and brushed my teeth, then returned to the kitchen, where they were finishing up shoving the dishes into the washer. Kaitlin excused herself to the bathroom to “freshen up”, then Karen went. Kaitlin hugged me and gave me a nice wet kiss with a little tongue action. I could hear Karen coming down the hall and Kaitlin opened her mouth and shoved her tongue into my mouth. Karen just came over and joined us, gave me a very hot kiss with plenty of tongue, then turned to Kaitlin and gave her the same…a steaming hot kiss with lots of tongue action. “This is going to be fun!” I thought.

It wasn’t long before the three of us were on Karen’s king-sized bed, naked. Both had been bra-less, and both had been wearing lace thongs. We all got naked at about the same instant. Kaitlin said “So, this is the beautiful cock I’ve heard so much about!”, and went down on me. I flopped on the bed, with my legs spread wide. Kaitlin kneeled between them and started sucking my dick, while Karen squatted on my face, jamming her hot, wet pussy into my nose and tongue.
Kaitlin quickly had my cock wet and was jacking on it and spitting saliva on it. My tongue was busy slipping into Karen’s hole any time I wasn’t sucking on her big clit. Kaitlin was really getting down on my dick, forcing it deeper and deeper into her throat, until it slammed in all the way. She let out a growl and pumped it in and out, stretching her throat to make it fit. Karen climbed off my face and Kaitlin replaced her, shoving her bare pussy into my face even harder than her mom had done. Karen gave me a couple of throat thrusts and then climbed onto my cock. One swift plunge, and it was buried in her steaming cunt. Kaitlin was facing her mom, and as they rode me, they french kissed very deeply, with lots of tongue fighting, and their big breasts pressed together. I had a good view of Kaitlin’s asshole, but as much as I tried, I couldn’t quite reach it with my tongue. She shifted a little, and my tongue flitted around her brown bullseye, then pushed in slightly. She gasped and pushed down on my face, almost smothering me. I pulled down on her hips and got my tongue into her pucker maybe an inch. “What a way to die” I thought.

Karen was leaning back a lot, rubbing my hard cock vigorously against her G-spot and rubbing her clit with her fingers. She was building toward an orgasm, and I knew it would be a huge one. Karen started growling like the cougar she is, and was babbling “oh fuck, fuck me, oh fuck, God fuck me, fuck me hard!!” Her orgasm hit her like a locomotive; she was bucking and screaming and rocking her pelvis hard on my cock, and then squirted on me. It was pretty amazing, and Kaitlin was hugging and kissing her until she collapsed beside me on the bed. Kaitlin turned around, climbed onto my cock and rode me “cowgirl”, as I caressed her tits and sucked on her erect nipples. Karen, having regained some strength, laid on her side, getting involved wherever she could, massaging my chest, rubbing my balls, or slapping Katlin’s ass…whatever. Kaitlin turned around and laid on top of me in the 69 position. She sucked my cock as I licked her pussy. Sometimes, Karen would kiss Kaitlin, rub her ass or pinch her nipples, or as many of the three as she could manage.

I gave Kaitlin a light slap on the ass, signalling her to climb off. She got on her knees and presented her ass to me. I got my knees between hers and proceeded to pound my big hard cock deep into her pussy. Moaning, she said “I want you to fuck me in the ass”, but I ignored her the first time. I pulled out of her, and she got onto her back without any directions, then pulled her legs up as high as she could get them. Quickly, I got between her legs, gave her a deep kiss, and plunged my cock into her pussy. “Fuck my ass” she hissed, but I kept abusing her pussy with my cock, pulling it all the way out and slamming it back in, hard and deep. Pussy juice was seeping out of her cunt and running into her ass. Again, she demanded that I fuck her ass, and finally, I put the head of my cock against her asshole and pushed hard. It popped in, and I started making short thrusts, waiting for her tight asshole to loosen up. In a little bit, out a little, and back in.

We really weren’t making much ground, until Karen squirted some KY liquid lube on our junction, and I pushed my cock all the way into Kaitlin’s ass in one more stroke. She let out a moan and pleaded “fuck my ass hard”. Which I did. Karen was right there, kissing, stroking, slapping my ass and fondling my balls. I leaned over and gave Karen a very wet french kiss with lots of tongue while I groped one of her big titties. My balls pulled up tight, and I felt the pulses in my cock as I started to cum. I pulled my cock out of Kaitlin’s ass and jacked on it, shooting shot after shot of thick cum onto her bald pussy. I started to go down on her, but Karen pushed me aside and dove her tongue straight into Kaitlin’s steaming cunt, licking up all the PJ and cum she could, then put a lip-lock on Kaitlin and shared the juices. Feeling ignored, I went to the bathroom to wash my cock and brushed my teeth. Karen and Kaitlin were still in a serious lip-lock when I got back several minutes later. I climbed back into bed, pulled the covers over us, and we all fell asleep until morning. I didn’t really sleep that well, I guess partly from not sleeping with anybody for awhile, and partly because at various times there was some groping going on. “I’d like to get used to this”, I thought.

I got home about noon, after another 3-some fuck session. I remember going 69 with both Karen and Kaitlin, and I also remember them going 69, with me fucking whichever one was on top at the time. Kaitlin and I finished up while Karen fixed breakfast. We were going 69, with Kaitlin on top and deep throating my hard 8″ cock. Her legs were spread wide, and I had my arms around her ass, with two fingers of my left hand in her ass and three fingers of my right hand in her pussy, and my right thumb working on her clit. We orgasmed at the same instant. She sucked my cock dry and swallowed my cum. Kaitlin squirted a little bit, in my mouth and on my face. We went to the bathroom and washed up a bit, brushed our teeth, got dressed and went to the kitchen for breakfast. The three of us sat around the table, pretty much like it was a normal breakfast, and not at all like we’d had an orgy the night before.

After getting home, I showered and called Megan about our date, to finalize details and to make sure she wore appropriate clothes and shoes…in a canoe, you are guaranteed to get at least your feet wet, minimum. She gave me her address, and I loaded the canoe on top of my truck. I was almost hopeful that Megan would not fuck me until the second date…
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Please stay tuned for the next chapter! I have been slow at getting this chapter done. I worked on another story, and got it almost finished, but wasn’t satisfied with it and deleted it. Then, I was working on this chapter and was well along when the power went out. It wasn’t windy or snowing or even very cold, and it seemed there was no reason. Maybe somebody hit a power pole or something. I was very discouraged, because I thought I’d lost my work, but WordPerfect had saved my work automatically. MS isn’t all bad, after all! 🙂 Kath

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The short love story of two high school lesbians takes a turn as a young classmate of theirs declares his love for Nicole.

There she is! I had been worried when I lost her in the crows after school let out, but there she was now striding down the hallway after leaving the ladies room. She was the hottest girl in school, but also one of the most elusive. She used to date several of the jocks, but since she won the election for student council president she refused every guy who asked her out. That’s what gave me the confidence to take this risk.

She just had to be into me. We worked all the time with each other after school on the student council where I’d always been the treasurer, a thankless job no one else wanted, with all the real responsibility, yet none of the prestige. Nicole was beautiful and smart enough to take the job seriously even if she did have to keep the only other member, a lazy secretary named Simone who treated our work like a joke. I couldn’t figure out why she didn’t report her to have her removed, but I figured it was just she was to nice if a person and they were childhood friends or something.

Today wasn’t a meeting day, but that meant that we could speak alone. A few weeks ago I found a bunch of tables moved in the council room and she explained it was her fault as she had worked on a project. That’s why I had waited for her now. We were completely alone. This was my big chance.

With all my courage I stepped out in front of her, startling her. “David?” She looked around as if worried she was being followed. “What are you…”

“Nicole, I love you!” I declared loudly. “Will you be my girlfriend?”

I did it! It came out horribly, but it was done! She knew how I felt and all that was left was for her to accept me and we would live happily ever after.

“I’m sorry David, but there is someone else I love,” she said and then I heard her running as she past me. Someone else! No way! She was only in one club, student council, and I never saw her hanging out with any other guys ever!

It wasn’t like I was a stalker or anything, even if I did follow her around for the last few weeks. I was just being thorough about finding out who she was. I knew all about her. I was the perfect guy for her as we shared all the same interests, so who else could she love?

“Hey Dave,” I heard someone say. “You seen Nicole?” I don’t know how long I’d stayed standing alone in that hall, but now I saw the snooty Simone, nonchalantly chewing bubble gum and regarding me as no more than some servant for her Ginger Highness.

“She left,” was all I could say hollowly. My life was over as I felt completely empty inside. Then my feet moved and somehow I walked home. I was glad my mom worked so late as that let me go to bed early and just sleep off my shame in peace.

The whole next day was hell. What was I going to say when I saw her at student council after school? No, nothing would happen. Simone would be there, and Nicole was smart enough to keep things professional. I’d just bite the bullet and forget anything had ever happened. I’d bide my time and find out who she loved and show her I was the one who deserved her love. In the end she would be with me, but until then I would be hold myself together. I thought I was prepared for whatever happened as I walked through the door to the student council room after school.

“No, please don’t make me,” Nicole panted, half naked as she lay across a table with Simone busy licking at her tits while one hand wriggled above her gushing wet snatch.

“Come on, it’s not like you don’t get turned on thinking about guys,” Simone said, then looked over at me as I stood stunned in the doorway. “For fucks sake Dave. Get in here and close the door!”

More from shock than anything else I obeyed, even locking the door behind me before turning back to the impossible scene playing out before me. Simone who was already just in panties and bra stood up off of her friend and explained as she stripped down completely. “See Dave, we have a proposition for you. Nicole is my girlfriend and lover, but we can’t find anywhere to get any privacy. Every place we find gets found out, but we’ve had a good thing going here at the student council room.”

It was more than a little distracting following her story as she bared her pert little tits to me, and even more so as she pulled down her panties. “So here’s the deal. You get one fuck with your sweety and in exchange you will be our lookout for the rest of the year.”

“Please don’t make me Simone,” Nicole begged quietly, now pulling down her skirt to cover her exposed crotch that had greeted me, yet her huge tits still had her shirt and bra resting on her upper chest so I could see her big pink nipples. Then with seeing my stare she used her other hand to cover them as well, “David, please go. I’m sorry about all this.”

“Come on Nicky. You know this is the only way. Besides you always got so turned on when that janitor was watching,” Simone complained then pulled off Nicole’s skirt while she gave only token resistance. Then she returned to frisking Nicole’s pussy, making her sticky lower lips smack aloud with her wetness. “I mean come on! Look at how wet you are!”

My cock was throbbing in my pants. Could this really be happening? They were lovers and ready to offer up sex with Nichole just to buy my trust? I think my shock was the only thing that kept me from jumping in right then, but Simone must have thought I was still in doubt. She pulled her fingers up to her nose and sniffed her sapphic lover’s juices, then looked at me and said, “Want a taste?”

I didn’t respond, but she pressed her two fingers together and pushed them right into my gaping open mouth. I closed it in surprise, only then realizing I was tasting the sexual fluids of Nicole. I didn’t know what to expect, but guys always joked it was supposed to be fishy. Actually it was mostly neutral with a slight coppery hint. I got so lost in letting my tongue explore the redhead’s invading fingers I was again surprised when she pulled down my pants and underwear.

“Hey, your nerd dick isn’t to small is it?” Simone laughed and squeezed it painfully hard. I gasped and she pulled away her licked clean fingers from my mouth. “Now it’s time for some ground rules. When you get close you have to pull out. Remember, Nicole is MY girlfriend. If you knock her up I’ll break your balls. Got it dork?”

I nodded dumbly, scared of this evil bitch, but excited to get even this much of a chance to do things with the girl I loved. Then I was pulled over by my swollen erection right to the edge of the table between Nicole’s spread open thighs. “Then on with the show,” Simone said excitedly as she backed away. Nervously I held my eager twitching penis right up to Nicole’s moist secret spot, but looking into her eyes I saw the fear there and that sealed my resolve.

“No,” I said as I pulled away. “I could never do something like that without Nicole also wanting me to.”

Nicole looked relieved and actually gave a tiny smile, but Simone wasn’t as happy. “Well shit. I was really looking forward to watching you fuck her.” Then she got to her knees in front of me. “I guess I’ll buy your silence.”

I wanted to tell her she didn’t have to, but as soon as her tongue extended to lap at my root I lost my courage because it felt to damn good. There was something empowering about this stuck up, nasty bitch bowing to me and serving me herself. Demeaning herself for my pleasure, and I was already really horny from the excitement of nearly having sex with Nicole. When Simone took my cockhead into her mouth I was already almost at my limit. What finished me off more than how good the blowjob felt was the look of wonder on Nicole’s face. She sat up on the desk, watching with innocent interest, then asked quietly, “Does it taste okay?”

Just the thought of Nicole being the one whose lips were sucking me off flipped my switch. I gasped and placed my hands on the back of Simone’s red head to hold her down for just a moment as my sperm jumped out of me, desperately trying to get deep inside my upperclassman. She didn’t struggle at all, but after my first few intense ejections passed she quickly stood up and turned away from me without a word.

I worried then that I should have warned her and not grabbed her head, and actually felt like I had abused my position in this sexual act. Shit, I really didn’t want this crazy girl pissed at me.

“Simone?” Nicole asked her girlfriend as she approached her, but then to our mutual surprise the girl grabbed her head, much as I had done, and kissed her! Well, not really kissed as much as forced their lips together to allow Simone to force what she hadn’t swallowed right into my dream girl’s mouth. Fuck that was hot! Even though I had just cum I squeezed my softening dick hard and jerked it as I spent the next few minutes mutely observing.

Nicole looked shocked at first, but soon I could tell their tongues were moving back and forth between their mouths. Did they like my spooge? Maybe that would change Nicole’s mind about me. Maybe we had a future after all.

“What did you think of your first taste of a man?” Simone chided as she pulled away, kissing Nicole’s ear and neck. “It was so hot and salty as it shot in my mouth that I accidentally swallowed some of it, but I saved the rest for you.” Then the seductive ginger took one off Nicole’s nipples into her mouth and made her moan.

That sensual sound was the last straw I needed to reinvigorate my libido back to full strength. Before getting my first ever blowjob only a few minutes ago I never would have been so bold, but with everything else, and being offered up Nicole’s virginity I felt it was only fair to modify the deal on Simone. Without even thinking about asking I got behind her bony rear end and speared her wet and ready twat with my ram rod.

“Wha… No!” she howled hoarsely as I pushed into my first pussy hard. I didn’t like Simone. She was a real bitch, mean to me and others, send clearly tried to make Nicole have sex with me against her wishes, so I just figured this turnabout was just being fair. “Stop,” she grunted, but she didn’t sound mad, more reluctant.

“You promised me sex, and since Nicole didn’t want to…” I explained with a few sharp thrusts. God, being in a vagina felt so fucking great! It was a hundred times better than jerking off, so warm and soft. My body simply went mad, smacking my hips into her ass, doing anything it could to feel good.

Simone stopped complaining, only gasping and holding her lover tight as I used her, but Nicole wasn’t doing anything and clearly didn’t want to be left out. “Does it hurt?” she asked concerned, then kissed Simone and got back to making out with her. Then she snaked her hands down, one across her ass, the other underneath toward her violated hole. Simone clenched even tighter somehow and if I hadn’t already emptied my balls once so recently it’d have probably made me cum. I could tell she’d started diddling her clit and with her other hand she pressed against the redhead’s tightly puckered asshole.

“It’s okay,” I barely heard Nicole whisper to Simone over the wet slapping sounds of my energetic fucking. “I won’t get jealous if you cum like this.”

Simone now panted softly back, “I’m gonna cum.” She really was enjoying too! While I had rationalized going in I guess some part of me knew forcing myself on her was wrong, but that part of me now was freed and I lost any sanity I had left as I grabbed her hips and plowed into her with everything I had.

Simone gasped, “I’m gonna… I’m… cuming!” Then her pussy spasmed around my cock and bathed it with hot girl cum out from her depths, sending me over the edge with her.

“Me too,” was all I could choke out before I pushed in as deep as I could and began spraying my fresh load directly into her womb. I couldn’t think about how I should have pulled out at that moment; I was running on pure instinct and adrenaline.

“Dave you jerk,” Simone grunted under her breath, though she didn’t even try and push me away. We stayed standing, our hips locked together as my balls pumped away, emptying all I had inside the lesbian.

“Does it hurt?” Nicole asked probably from the way her lover’s face had scrunched up when she felt me blast into her. Finally guilt overpowered my lust as I diminished, so I retreated back and practically collapsed into one of the hard metal desk chairs.

“No,” Simone sighed as she placed one had on her slightly bloody pink gash. “After he started moving it felt fucking great, but he shouldn’t have cum inside.” Then she clenched and I watched a blob of white goo emerge from her gaping chasm and ever so slowly bead up before wetly plopping loudly onto the tilted floor. “I’m not getting knocked up with this loser’s spawn.”

“Here, let me help,” Nicole said, and in mere moments she was on her knees feasting on her cream pie, sending Nicole onto the fast track to Orgasm City all over again. I was tapped out, and while it was sexy it also hurt seeing Nicole making love to the other woman. It didn’t matter that I too had just done her or that I’d gotten so turned on when they had been in reversed positions. Now that Nicole was activity ignoring me to make love to her I could have died for all she cared.

I grabbed my pants and dressed before Simone climaxed again as I’m sure she did. I felt sick, going straight home and got right in bed. I thought I would feel different after losing my V-card, like I would now truly be a man, but instead I felt like shit.

The next day I would have stayed home if I thought I could get away with it, but instead I sat alone at my desk just waiting for homeroom classes to start. Then something landed on my desk in front of me. An envelope with ‘Dave’ written on it. I glanced up and saw Simone already turning to walk away after dropping the note. “What’s this?” I asked.

She scowled at me. “Not very smart are you?” Well I knew she was pissed at me. I peeked into the white envelope and saw a note and a small foil square. Wait, that’s a condom! I looked back up at the redhead who had now crossed her arms and looking annoyed waiting for me to catch up. “Do what you did yesterday again and I’ll fucking rip your dick off and feed it to you!” she growled and stormed out.

“Whoa dude, what’d you do to piss off Simone?” a bystanding student nearby laughed. I didn’t answer him and just scanned the note quickly. An address was printed out, a time; three o’clock on Saturday, and the words, ‘Don’t be late’. Along with the condom I put together their meaning. I was being invited over for a sex date. “Think your smooth enough to ask some fine trim like that out? You be trippen’ nerd.” I tried not to react to the stoner’s words, though I may have let a little wry grin slip out.

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This was the fist co-writer story I have ever done. It is also the first LGBT story I have ever done. I love a challenge and this was by far that. This is a story of forbidden love in a very forbidden place or is it? You will have to decide for your self. By Pars001 and fantasysflirt

As soon as the bell rang, I rushed out into the hall. I had to get out of that room! As always, Debate class had pissed me off. Great, just finished third period and I am already feeling the effects of a bad day. Then some wackjob smacked my arm; turning around I nearly clogged my bestie! Susie had been telling me about some little hottie. As if I cared about some new boy she had the hots for! Susie just shook her head and said, “just wait ‘till sixth period, Bex. You’ll see!”

The next few periods blended together; English – another boring lesson about some dumb dead elite Literature author, Math – ahhh Pre – Cal! (what, I love numbers! And there’s always an answer with math!)

Finally, the best part of the day. Lunch. Stopping at the vending machine, I grab a sub and an OJ jug. Vitamins, minerals, and a few calories mean everything to girl that doesn’t eat much food.

I find our table with a few of my closest friends, Susie, Justine and Justin (the twins), Sammie, and Nickie. Justin only sits with us because Nickie and him are going together, she’s in love and he’s in lust. I hate teenagers, they are so dumb at times. Yeah, I know, I should talk I am barely seventeen as it is. But I had to grow up fast as the oldest sibling with just Mama to raise us and support three kids. Pops ran off when I was six, and he sends a check every three to four months.

Susie smacks me again, I’ve been daydreaming a lot lately and meaningless chatter annoys me when Debate class was horrible. She’s still going on and on about this hot boy she’s in lust with. From the look on Sammie’s face, I guess this is the hottest new topic and new crush in town.

Nickie chimes in something about going out back before the bell rings. Nickie and the twins like to split a Newport or two before sixth period. Downing the rest of my OJ, I stand up with the gang. I skip out of the hot boy chatter and second-hand smoke by way of the little girl’s room. I have to check my eyes and lip liner after lunch. A little touch up on liners and I am ready for the rest of this hellish day.

Just as the warning bell rings, I walk into my only joy of the day. Music class, well band class. I play the bass drum. Percussion has always been in my blood, so when I heard the band needed a bass drummer, I signed up for my final elective – Band class. Plus, it gives me my final credit for music and arts. It’s a win-win for the school and myself.

Well it was almost a win-win. I had to put up with more lusting boys that made up part of the class. Then again, since I had no real interest in them they were more of an annoyance than anything else. I had found at an early age to put up with them but no further.

Walking in, I could feel my excitement start to climb as I took my place with the others. True the rest of the other drummers were male thankfully, and they were as focused as I was on the music.

I turned toward the front of the class as she walked in. I felt myself almost melt as my eyes followed her across the room. She had a grace that put all others to shame as she strode to the podium. I quickly snapped my mouth shut as I realized I had been staring intensely. Damn it! I had to get a hold on this or I was going to have a serious accident.

Shaking my head I felt my memories drift back to the day pops left. I had loved my Mother and Father perhaps more than normal. Then came the day that pops just up and left all of us to fend for ourselves. My mother, me, my sister and the youngest, our brother. Sighing, I didn’t see how Mother put up with him there especially after the hell pops left us with.

Ben was a child, so I really couldn’t hold all that much against him. Then again, he was a male and there really was no love there for him. Well not at first. Mother had explained that even though he was a male he wasn’t father. Also, that all us females could teach him how to be a proper male. This made things far easier though there was no love ’till later.

Ben was amazing. He was loving me no matter how rotten I was to him. I realized that I was judging all males because of pops. Thanks to Ben I no longer hated all males, then again, I didn’t love any either except for Ben.

I hadn’t even realized that I adored females ’til last summer when I visited pops. I might not like him, but he was still my father. He gave me a place to stay and you might say my first taste of romance when I met his new girlfriend. Came to find out she wasn’t straight rather bi-sexual, taking an instant liking to me and my developing body.

I remember catching her coming out of the shower naked one night. I could only stare at her delicious body. My god she was a goddess! The gentle curve of her hips. The generous swell of her breasts topped with huge, hard nipples in the air. I felt my mouth water as I did my vagina all down my leg! I stood there frozen as she looked straight at me slowly, torturously drying her body. My eyes following her hands as she dried each part of herself with long slow swipes.

Father it seemed was gone most of the day, so she came to me, gently kissing me. I felt a passion well up in me as I grabbed her head and pulled her to me, deepening the kiss. We spent the rest of the day exploring each other as she explained and showed everything to me. I had never felt as loved as I did that day.

Sadly, I had to leave a few days later with only a few brief encounters between us. I promised to write her as she did me, but I knew that it was over, though, as I also knew she had a bigger thing for pops than she did for me. It was a hard lesson that I learned well, hardening my heart for a few days. Then I was home with my bestie coming over not even an hour after I was there.

Susie knocked at the door, startling me, as I walked to it and let her in. Then I looked at her, REALLY looked at her. The soft swell of her young breasts, the way her hips had started to flare, and the long red hair down her back. Despite my best intentions I felt my heart melt as I stared at her, feeling myself grow wet as I watched her walk in. Damn, when had she gotten this sexy?

My mind drifted back to class as the symbols crashed below us. Susie was in her French horn section looking my way with great envy in her green eyes. Her red hair making her stand out from the rest of us. Then I followed her eyes as she seemed to be staring a male. Looking, I saw that she was staring at the new student that was standing next to me.

Huh, I thought, so this was what she was all up in arms about. Not really all that much to look at. Not like the eye candy of Ms. Sanderson, the new Music/Band teacher. Damn it, one look at her and I was melting again. Her slender thighs, 32C breasts, her luscious, ruby red lips totally kissable as far as I was concerned.

It was rumored that she wasn’t fond of males in any way, shape, or form. Something about her being assaulted when she was younger I wasn’t sure. The only thing I knew was that when I looked at her I became immediately wet, a hell of a lot more than I ever had before. I so desperately wanted to wrap my hands around her blonde tresses, kissing my way so slowly down her naked body. I wanted to praise each and every inch of her naked flesh as I made all of her body mine.

It was also rumored that she had no one in her life at the moment. Did I dare go for her? I was almost desperate to touch and hold her, a feeling that was growing stronger each day. Shaking my head, I decided I had to have her or die trying in the process. I knew that if she rejected me I would die. I had never felt what I was feeling for her nor did I know if I ever would again.

Yes, I thought, I’d start after class, I wasn’t expected to be home all that early. If things did work out it would be time more than well spent. Nodding my head, I thought time VERY well spent.

Lethargically, I went through the rest of the class thinking the whole time how I could get something to happen. Thankfully, fate stepped in as I missed the tempo several times while we were playing. The rap of Ms. Sanderson’s wooden baton quickly drew my attention.

“Rebecca Blake!” I heard her shout. “Are you with us or is your mind somewhere else? Perhaps with someone else? You’ve missed the tempo three times in the last stanza. You are our best percussionist, if you can’t get it right what hope is there for the rest of the band? Please stay after class, so we can discuss this and make efforts to make sure it doesn’t happen again.”

I heard a few oh’s and ah’s from several in various sections. I did my best to hide the wide smile that was threatening to cover my face. “Yes Ms. Sanderson,” I responded a moment later. Damn sometimes life just throws everything your way doesn’t it? “I will do my best to keep up Ma’am.”

I also saw her head whip around to stare at me with narrowed eyes. I guess she was studying me to see if I was telling the truth. Then I saw what appeared to be a look of recognition flash in her eyes and then it was gone. I also thought I saw a small, thin smile cross her lips that was gone in an instant.

Damn I thought, had she seen through my ruse? I guess I’d find out later after class. It took all I had to make it through the rest of the class.

Finally, mercifully the class and the day ended. Susie walked up to me before she left wishing me luck then quickly escaped the room afraid she would be kept after also. Swallowing hard I stayed in my section watching the rest of the class as they made their way through the door. Every now and then I’d see one or two mouthing sorry as they left. I smiled inside it was great that they were worried about me. Then again how shocked would they be if they knew that I wanted this?

Again swallowing hard I made my way down toward the front of the room. Stopping in the front of Ms. Sanderson’s desk I awaited the tirade that I thought was about to start.

Finished erasing the board, she turned seeing me standing there, nervously dancing from foot to foot. Sitting down, she indicated the seat beside the desk for me to sit in. “Ms. Rebecca,” she started then stopped when she saw me wrinkle my nose at my actual first name. “Hmmm I see is there something else you prefer to be called?”

A wide though nervous smile lit up my face almost seeming to cause her to relax as I stated, “Yes Ma’am, Ms. Sanderson, I much prefer Bex to anything else.” With that I saw that she really relaxed as she uncrossed her legs. This gave me a brief glimpse of her purple panties which seemed to be stretched tight across her sex. Then I sighed disappointedly, almost audibly, as she re-crossed them.

Oh my god! I thought as I ripped my eyes away from her briefly semi-exposed crotch. Was she coming on to me? In almost the same way I was going to come on to her?

“So,” she said as she opened a file on her desk. As she picked it up I saw my full name on it. Groaning, I thought I was in a pile of trouble though her next words startled me. “I see that you are from a dysfunctional family. Tell me, do you have a good relationship with your brother? Your mother mentioned that you surprisingly get along with him now, though in the past it was quite different.”

Oh shit! I thought, she not only had my file, she’d also talked to Mother! Crap what had Mom said to her? Mom was the only other one besides pops’ girlfriend who knew I had no desire for males.

I lowered my head as I almost whispered, “yes ma’am, I wasn’t that good to him in the past. I think it was due to my pop walking…” I stopped as I felt the anger welling up in me again. I still hadn’t completely forgiven pops for leaving all of us. Then again, I wasn’t sure that I would ever be able to.

I saw out of the corner of my eyes she was nodding, a faraway look in her eyes. “I can understand how you feel my dear. There are times, not many mind you, that a brother can be the absolute greatest ally that you can have.” She looked directly into my eyes as she whispered, “believe me I do know. So, is this what has you so distracted?”

I rapidly, perhaps too rapidly, started to shake my head no. I wanted so bad to tell her, ask her, hold her close to me. I knew not to make a move as I still had no idea how she felt though I had a feeling she felt about females much the way I did. “I . . . I’ve . . . ” I started then clamped my mouth shut. This was extremely personal, and I wasn’t about to let her know that I knew what I did.

Her eyes opened wide a moment then she nodded again. “So, it is a boy that has you so distracted, ah I see. Do you wish to talk about it?” She asked when she saw that I had completely clammed up. A boy? Was she crazy? Had she lost her mind? The I realized that she didn’t really know crap, I was going to have to tread lightly here. If a single word of this got out I was finished from any clique, let alone ever being able to show my face.

“I can’t . . . it’s far too . . . I can’t . . . ” I stated, almost in tears that she was trying to get this out of me. This time as I looked down I saw a look of compassion in her eyes, hell it almost seemed she was as upset as I was!

“Anything and everything that is said here and now WILL NOT go any further. Unless you are a danger to yourself or others and I don’t think this is the case, is it?” She asked as I quickly shook my head no. “Can you tell me about it with no names?”

I took a deep breath as it was now or never. “I believe I am in love Ma’am.” I said as both of my lips quivered.

Her hand went to her chin as she put a finger to her lips. “Love I see. I take it that the one you are in love with is a well-known person? Is this someone who could pretty much end you going to school here if they don’t reciprocate your love?”

I tried not to look up as embarrassed as I was. With that she stood, going to the door to close and lock it. “Now I think it’s time we dispense with the Ms. Please call me Ann as I think that we are going to become very close friends, hmm? So, do you wish to tell me about this love of yours?”

I looked up in time to see her sit with her legs uncrossed, again giving me another view between her legs. This time, though, I could see that she was as wet as I was. Judging by the wet spot on the front of her panties it had started a while ago.

Slowly, almost teasingly she re-crossed her legs. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t tear my eyes away from her. Finally, when she had her legs crossed, I managed to look up at her face. She had a quirky, little smile on her face as she was now staring at my hand that was moving rapidly on my lap.

“Is it that embarrassing that you can’t talk about it?” Ann asked. “It is after all a boy, correct?” I must have blushed a bright red with a smirk on my face as her face suddenly held a surprised look and then a sly smile. “So, it isn’t I see, yes, you are quite right this could do great damage to you here.”

I felt the heat rise higher to my cheeks as I couldn’t look at her. Dear God, being this close, her soft voice caressing my ears. It was taking all I had not to lean over, grab her and press my mouth and body to her.

Stunned to silence I dared to look at her as she was shaking her head. “I believe I know how you feel my dear. You like girls am I correct?” I saw her smile as she waited me answer. I could only briefly nod my head yes, causing a beautiful smile to start to dominate her features. “It has to do with your father doesn’t it?”

My mouth dropped open as I stared at her, “How do you know? Not even my mother knows about that.” I was totally in shock.

In a loud whisper she told me, “my step father assaulted me as a young woman. My brother caught him mid-way through it. I’d never seem him as angry as he was, he almost killed the son of a bitch. Then he held me, he was still holding me crying when the police arrived. To this day I don’t think he has forgiven himself for what happened, though I have many, many times. I found after that, he was the only male that I can or will allow near me.”

I could feel the tears as they were running down my face. How could anyone have hurt this dear, sweet woman before me?

I felt her soft hand reach my face gently caressing it as I let the tears fall. “No one should have ever hurt you, there is no reason to EVER do that to you!” I hissed in a fierce whisper.

Her face registered shock then a grateful smile as she gathered me to her chest. Holding me tight, it was a few moments before I realized that I was pressed to her soft breasts. With a contented sigh I pressed myself deeper into her flesh.

“I shared my story with you to let you know that your secret is safe alright? So, is there anything I can do to help you, so you aren’t as distracted?” Ann asked as I was finally able to stop my tears.

Anything she could do? My God! That was as loaded a question that she asked as any that I’d ever heard. God yes, I thought, she and I could strip naked slowly and make love for hours. I almost opened my mouth to say it, then chickened out. I still had no idea if she felt for me as I did for her. It would kill me if she rejected me, I could feel the pain in my heart as I thought about it.

It appeared that Ann was far more perceptive than I thought she was. When I didn’t answer right away she seemed to sense that I had pulled away. “I’m not sure if I can ask anything of you Ms…. Ann. The woman I am in love with may not share my feelings. I am terrified that she will reject me before anything happens between us.”

Ann nodded, “as they say life is an adventure. Take a chance, it’s the only true way you’ll ever know. I’ll let you go think it over, ’till you know you’re going to be a mess. I hope you do soon, I… we need you badly Bex.” I got up to go as she unlocked the door. As I was moving past her I told her thank you.

“No my dear,” she whispered to me. “I wish to thank you. I saw you watching me. It made me feel a hell of a lot better about myself.” Then she leaned down, kissing me briefly on the cheek.

I thought I had grabbed a live wire as I felt a huge current run through me. Looking at Ann, I saw that she had felt it also. Shakily I withdrew, walking out the door and almost running into my old friend Rita. Stopping short I saw that there was a lot more of her now. She saw me looking at her stomach then threw her arms around me.

“Oh my god! Bex! It’s so good to see a familiar face!” She almost squealed as she hugged me.

My mouth hanging open also as I asked, “I had wondered where you went, but not this, who, when?” I said in surprise.

“It was the end of last school year. Remember Mr. Sorenson, the band teacher?” I nodded amazed. “I fell for him and you might say he did for me also. One thing led to another and voila! It feels so wonderful I . . . ” Rita stepped back as she stared at my face intensely. “So, I see that you have fallen also. Who is she?”

My mouth must have dropped open as Rita started to giggle. “How? I never told you nor anyone else.”

Rita smirked at me, “wasn’t hard for me. You were never really interested in guys. I remember something you said once about your dad leaving.” She pointed a finger at me, “I might be a lot of things, but I was a good friend. I also have an excellent memory.” She stated matter of factly.

“I can’t really say,” I told Rita with a worried expression.

Rita gasp as she looked at me closely. “Hmmm, I see, so you are into the new band teacher. Yeah, I can see that, go for it I hear she’s extremely lonely also. Who knows? You might find true love like I did.” With that she whirled away heading to the room I had just left.

I stood there in shock, shaking my head. Was I that easy to read? First the woman I loved, then my pregnant friend. A few minutes later Rita came dancing back out the door. Passing by me she winked, mouthing ‘go for it’. Again, I was unable to move as I watched Rita, her red hair bouncing almost as much as she did, dancing out the door.

I wasn’t sure how long I stood there before Ann walked out, closing and locking up the band room. “Ah! Hello again Bex, did you need to speak to me further?”

I felt like an idiot as I tried to speak but nothing came out. Ann patiently waited as a war of words went through my mind. Finally, I said, “yes Ann I do, though I think we might need somewhere much more private.” I trembled as these words came out.

Ann rested her hand next to her face, a finger against her skull as she was deep in thought. “Well, I have to go home. If it’s alright with your mother, you could accompany me there.” I looked closely at Ann when she said this. A small quirky smile was again on her face. I looked closer, seeing something in her eyes that I had seen in my own, an almost desperate loneliness.

I called my mother, telling her I was going to Ms. Sanderson’s, that I’d be late. I tried to explain I was having a little trouble with the tempo. I could hear mothers’ none believing of my words, though she was clearly happy that I had called. I told her I might be very late when Ann spoke up, saying she had extra room. I could stay the night since tomorrow was Saturday. Mother told me to have fun before she hung up. Oh I intend to I thought, I intend to.

As we left I was glad to see that there wasn’t anyone around who knew me. Then again, being a Friday there really wasn’t anyone around. We drove for a short distance and I was surprised when she turned down the same street I lived on, then passed my house going another block. Not a word had been spoken while we were traveling.

As she pulled into her driveway, the crunch of the rocks loud, she looked at me asking, “You alright?”

My mouth still open I quickly snapped it shut. “I didn’t know you lived this close. We passed my house a block back.”

A wide smile crossed her lips, “um that’s good to know if anything develops.”

My head snapped up as I looked into her eyes, seeing a look of longing hunger. “I hope that you can help me Ann,” I said licking my lips.

“Oh, I’m sure we can help each other, I most definitely feel we will.” Ann said in a low whisper as she passed the back of her hand across my cheek, making me tremble with excitement.

Ann got out, heading to the front door then stopped, looking back at me. Waving her hand, she crooked a finger to me indicating that I should follow. Nodding my head, I climbed out, walking up to Ann with a sheepish smile. “Sorry, I am just thrilled that you have time for me.”

Ann’s eyes, I swear, twinkled as she whispered in my ear, “I think, I will always have time for you my dear. Let’s get inside.” I nodded as she unlocked the door then allowed me to go in first. I looked around the small house seeing that the woman most definitely had good taste. “I’m going to get out of these clothes, be right back.” I nodded as I watched her walk into what I assumed was her bed room.

I was looking around the room when I noticed that Ann left her door open. I didn’t mean to stare then I noticed she was getting undressed. My eyes were glued to the image in the mirror of her I was seeing. Slowly, so slow she was removing her skirt, then her shirt. Looking into the mirror she unhooked her bra, grasping her breasts, rubbing where the bra had left an impression.

I couldn’t move, I could barely breathe as she massaged them. Then she was looking in the mirror again, a little smile on her lips as she slowly lowered her purple panties. Looking in the mirror she started to turn each way, looking at the smooth skin between her legs. I shivered as she gently caressed her folds, wishing it were my hands, then sighed in disappointment when she put on a long robe.

I sat on the small divan wondering what was going to happen next. Ann reappeared a moment later with another long robe. “I thought you might be more comfortable out of your school clothes. We need to get to the root of the problem Bex. I can’t afford to lose you, among other things you are the leader of the percussion section. As I said I lose you I lose part of the band. You can change in my room.”

I swallowed hard nodding as I stood taking the soft robe. As I went in I noticed that she hadn’t put her clothes in the hamper yet. Looking at the mirror I realized that I also hadn’t shut the door. Reaching out with trembling hands I firmly grasp the same purple panties she had just taken off. I could see that they were soaking wet, giving off the most delicious aroma I think I ever had the pleasure to inhale. Inhale yeah, I was, for all I was worth, her scent was about to drive me crazy!

Quickly I discarded my own clothes, her panties still clutched tightly in my hand. It was at that moment that I realized that my own were just as soaked. Shaking my head, I looked in the mirror at my own body. Though I wasn’t completely bald like Ann, I also didn’t leave very much. It was at that moment I caught a sight of Ann on the divan, her hand between her legs, moving at a blurring speed. Damn, I thought, was that because of me? A wide smile covered my face as I quickly finished changing, dropping her panties, then going out.

Upon entering the room, Ann looked as if she’d been sitting there unmoving the whole time. Smiling to myself, I knew better. Ann patted the spot next to her as I sat, not really knowing how to start. “So,” Ann started, deciding for me. “Now that we are alone, we can talk about what’s really bothering you.”

Just like that I started, opening up telling her everything. How I was feeling about myself, my family, though most importantly about my brother Ben. Ann just sat there, not judging, only nodding when I made a specific point. When I finally finished I felt like a ton of weight had been lifted off me. Then Ann smiled slyly as she said, “now that you’ve told me everything else, let’s skip to what or rather WHO, has you so tongue tied.”

I could only stare at her as she smiled, waiting for me to start again. “I’m . . . I’m ssscared.” I said shaking uncontrollably.

“Scared? Of what? Of me? Bex I understand what you are going through probably more than any other.” Ann said in a soft voice. “I can help you more than you think.”

I swallowed hard, God there was never a more truer statement. “I . . . ” I started then chickened out again.

Sighing, Ann moved close, putting her arms around me, suddenly giving me a kiss that knocked my socks off. Well, I thought, it would have had I been wearing any. “Let me help you,” Ann whispered in my ear, sending chills through my body. “You’re in love with me, aren’t you?”

I must have had a completely shocked look on my face as Ann started to laugh. “But I . . . no one . . . it was . . . ” I stuttered as I tried to form a cognizant thought.

“As I said,” Ann continued whispering in my ear. “I saw you watching me. I was watching you also. You see my dear, I love you too you know.” Reaching down she opened my robe, drawing in a gasping breath as she looked my body over. “My God you’re perfect!”

I must have blushed then, she reached in with her hand, caressing my breasts. She leaned in, taking one of my hardening nipples into her mouth. All I could do was moan as the sensations were far better than with father’s girlfriend. I had also reached into Ann’s robe, touching her body everywhere. If I was perfect, she was the mold I was made from. Stopping a moment later, Ann pulled my face to hers, kissing me deeply, passionately. I swear I was about to pass out. “Do you trust me Bex?” She asked when she broke the kiss.

Still stunned, I could only nod to her as she pulled a pair of handcuffs from behind her. “What . . . ” I asked, trembling a little. I had backed away a bit when she put them down. I cleared my jet-black hair from my face, looking at Ann with a startled look.

Sighing Ann took hold of my hand, “I could never hurt you Bex. I just think we need to do this to get you over what is holding you back. I will give you a safe word for me to stop and release you. I won’t push you, hon, but I feel we . . . well, you need this.” With that she kissed me again, a soul searing kiss that had me gasping for air.

I was trembling even more when she let me go. I was having a hard time thinking straight. Then I nodded as she took my hand, leading me back into her bedroom. Laying down, she put my hands together with the cuffs around a bar at the head of the bed. Looping what looked like thin ropes around my ankles, Ann leaned in and whispered, “percussion is the safe word.”

Shocked at her words I waited to see exactly what she’d do. Breathing softly, she slowly opened my robe after she dropped hers on the floor. Slowly she crawled up the bed to my lips, barely touching them with her own. I pulled at the restraints, desperate to capture her lips fully. Then she began a leisurely trip down my face, then around my neck, causing me to squirm and pull harder at the restraints.

I was starting to get frantic when she reached the tops of my breasts. Her soft kisses sent electric shocks all throughout my body. I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to take all she was doing. Then she started moving lower at a torturous pace, almost as if she wished to taste every inch of my exposed skin. Stopping at my navel I felt her softly stab her tongue into it, this causing me to gasp, rising my stomach and body to get closer to her.

Then she was going lower. I could feel her getting closer to my vagina; why was she going so slow? This was torture pure and simple! I was aching for her touch between my legs, a feeling that was growing more and more desperate. I was afraid I was going to die before she got there. Then, as if to be cruel, she stopped at the top of my pubic bone! My god she was trying to kill me! I was struggling to throw my body toward her, to complete what she had started.

Reaching over she started a recording of my band section. “I love to hear you play while I do,” she whispered. “It excites me more, hearing your excellent playing.” Even as she started moving again, I swear I could feel my heart beat in time with the music. Almost not paying attention, I was brought back to what she was doing as she reached the top of the folds of my vagina. Her velvety soft tongue dancing, sending shock after shock throughout my body, even as she moved closer to my opening.

I felt Ann stop, her tongue circling one spot below my clitoris. Then as the drum section built to a crescendo, I felt her move back then plunge her tongue as deep as she could go in my opening. Gasping, I felt my body start to flail and convulse as every inch of my body was inundated with the excess of feelings.

I pulled as hard as I could, feeling the ropes and cuffs start to bite into my skin. The strange thing is the pain seemed to heighten the feelings. Screaming out through my orgasm, I saw Ann look up, her face covered with a wide smile and my juices. Then with a heavy sigh, everything went black.

I don’t know how long I was out before I slowly awoke. “Oh, thank god!” I heard Ann say next to me. “I thought I had seriously hurt you!” Ann’s voice heavy with concern.

“No, I’m not hurt; I just think I had a sensory overload.” I told her with a tired, loving smile. It was then I noticed that I could move my arms and legs. I looked at Ann with a questioning look.

Ann saw me looking at my appendages, with a teary sigh she nodded. “After I thought that I had gone too far,” here Ann hung her head. “I released you as fast as I could. I never meant to hurt you, not like that.” This last whispered in hushed tones.

I reached up, gently caressing her face. “Ann,” I started, “no one has ever made me feel so damn good or loved. If I wasn’t before, I know I am falling hard and fast for you.” Ann’s face which had held a look of apology, suddenly brightened into a slowly developing smile. “As much as I’d absolutely love to return the favor could we just hold each other? I think I am still out of it.”

Ann nodded smiling even more, “For you my dear I’ll wait. We have the rest of today and most of tomorrow.” With that Ann wrapped her arms around me as I did her. Pulling each other close, I nodded feeling her soft body and heart beat as I let sleep take me.

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I walked into my favorite class at the end of the school day. Band; just saying the word sent a tingling thrill shooting through my body. We had spent the rest of the night, and most of the next day, exploring each-others body. To say that father’s girlfriend had left me undereducated would be the understatement of the year. Sadly, I went home the next day.

Now we were back where all this had started. I took my place with the percussion section. I saw that Susie was in the brass section still sending me questioning looks. She and the rest of my friends had been trying to pry the reason there was a huge smile plastered to my face all day. I wasn’t about to say a thing. For once things were going better than I thought they would. I wasn’t about to screw that up opening my mouth about anything.

A moment later, my walking dream walked to the podium tapping her wooden baton. Pointing to the Woodwind and Brass sections, we started the piece we had been working on. Then just as suddenly it was the percussion that took the tempo balancing out the whole thing. I proudly went through the piece with no mistakes, hearing the rest staying right along with us.

I smiled as we started several other pieces of music. After class finished Susie walked up to me. “Damn Bex, you were perfect! I don’t know what happened, but I believe that was the best you ever pl . . . ” She said then stopped when Ann walked up to us.

“Much better Miss Blake, as I told you when our best percussionist keeps tempo, the rest follow very well.” Then she turned to Susie, “you may not think I pay attention to everything, but I do Miss Mason. I noticed that you were flat a few times throughout each piece. Would you care to explain why my best French horn was flat?” Ann looked at Susie with a questioning look. Susie dropped her head.

“I . . . I . . . was worried about my best friend.” Susie started as Ann turned to me winking.

“Worried?” Turning to me she asked. “Are you sick Miss Blake? Are you mentally unsound? Have you broken any bones?” As I shook my head no at each thing she asked, I saw Susie’s head snap up, her red hair flaring, as she stared at Ann with her mouth open. “There, problem solved Miss Mason.” With that Ann sat at her desk, “you still have a week of Band detention Miss Blake. I suggest you start, the sooner you are done, the sooner you can go home.” Ann said not looking up from her desk.

Susie mouthed sorry as she said, “I’ll go, see you tomorrow, Bex.” I nodded to her as she rapidly escaped the room.

Ann’s head had risen as Susie made her escape, Ann’s eyes following her out the door. Ann stood, going to the door and locking it, making sure that ALL the locks were secure. Turning, her eyes were on me, looking me up and down. “We have to talk more than we did this weekend,” Ann said with a sly smile on her face as she sat back down at her desk.

“Oh?” I said as I walked to Ann caressing her face. “I, for one, think that we talk far too much. I’m sure there are better things we can do with that time.” I removed my shirt, then slid my jeans off my legs. “Don’t you think so Ann? I have been going crazy missing you.” Reaching out I slid my hand in her shirt feeling her soft breasts as she started to shudder.

Ann’s lips were trembling as I saw the war that was raging in her eyes. I could also see that her horniness was starting to win out. Then of course there was the smell, her arousal mounting with each passing moment. Finally, she stood, almost ripping the clothes from her body. Clearing everything off her desk, I latched onto her lips, feeling her start to pant harder. Laying her on the desk, I felt mad with lust for her body, almost refusing to release her lips.

Kissing my way down her chest I took the time to explore each and every inch of her skin. Though I loved to listen to her moan I had to quickly kiss her deeply lest anyone hear her. Ann’s panting was coming quickly, almost as fast as my own. Circling each nipple with my tongue I had to admire her firm breasts and nipples.

Taking each in my mouth I licked and bit at them gently, making Ann moan even louder. “Stop teasing!” Ann hissed out. “I can feel a river between my legs all for you my love, all for you!” Smiling, I moved slower downward feeling, Ann start to squirm to get my mouth closer to her center.

“Turn so I can taste you also,” Ann whispered as I could feel her body start to shake with a powerful orgasm. Again, I kissed her deeply as her whole body went tense. Then I could feel Ann almost screaming out her pleasure into my mouth.

Turning, I presented my vagina to her watering mouth. I had just reached out to her sex when I felt her tongue penetrate me deeply. Gasping, I tried to hold on as her tongue was about to drive me to orgasm that quick! With her swirling, lapping, and thrusting motions I was also having a hard time loving her.

I relentlessly nipped gently at her sweet bundle of nerves, feeling the rush of air on my wet bare center. Ah, something to drive her just as crazy. I nipped on the clit between my lips then sucked hard and long as I let my tongue flick the top of her love button as my climax started to over power me. Sucking harder than ever, my mouth trembled with a deep moan which vibrated the delicious clit in my mouth. I felt the gush of juices smear my face as I felt a tender nip on my pussy lips. My lovely Ann had cum hard just as I blew a rush of air onto her wetness, making her shudder from head to toe and bit into her thigh, to keep my scream quiet.

Slowly, I pivoted around and kissed her sex, licking up the trailing juices, only to lap at the wetness that oozed out of her hole. Licking up to her clit, she jumped and grabbed my head, guiding me to her clit again. Insatiable as ever, I latched on to her pearl. Lapping at the tip, blowing a stream of cool air into her wetness, she shuddered and whimpered. I smiled and suckled her lips before nipping and tracing circles around her hardened clit. My hands roamed up her thighs and around to hold her sexy round bum to me. Not that I had to hold her to me, she was holding my head in a fierce grip tight to her hotness.

Ann moved her hips in time to my licks and nips. My hands rocked her hips up, flicking my tongue across the near sensitive bud. I could feel all her juices soaking my chin. I knew she must have cum at least twice more. Opening my lips, I bit and sucked even harder on her clit. My teeth scrapped the edges gently and I heard her gasp and then only one hand was holding me to her. Soon she was trying to push me away; I slid my hand up and felt the tremors in her belly. I slowly backed off and dipped down to clean the mess I had made.

I leaned up, kissing my way to her chest. I licked the hollow only to have her pull me up to meet her eyes. She smiled and asked, “Where did you learn to eat so good? God, I think that’s the best, most, and God knows the hardest anyone has ever made me orgasm.” I smiled and shrugged my shoulders.

“You’re the third woman I have been with, only the second that I have gone down on. I just did what I thought would feel good to you”. I was rewarded with a long, slow and hot sensual kiss.

We dressed and made ourselves look presentable as we headed for the door. Ann stopped and looked at me. She leaned into me, kissing my perky lips again, leading a trail of soft butterfly kisses up to my ear. Ann licked my neck and suckled my lobe then softly whispered, “I love you Rebecca Marie Blake; we will always make the most beautiful music together.”

With tears in my eyes, I nodded my head in understanding and kissed the most beautiful woman in the whole universe. Then I told her, “and I love you Annabelle Michelle Sanderson”

Hand and hand, the beautiful music loving couple walked out and went home, to Ann’s single-story town-home.

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Vivienne keeps a blood bank, with many account holders, that supply her with blood, in return they get paid by orgasm. On Halloween she finds the perfect present for one of her top bank accounts.

A vampire, lesbian love story, without the horror.

Dear reader, I felt I was missing out on the Halloween experience. Almost a traditional vampire story but nothing too dark.

I am happy to receive comments and PM’s.

As always, I welcome your thoughts and constructive criticism.

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I haven’t lived this long by being reckless. Other vampires wish for the old days, but I am glad they are gone. Too many diseases and not enough population to hide a blood drained sickly body. In the old days, it was easily noticed and all too easy to raise a pitchfork carrying bloodthirsty mob. Now it is easier, although a blood drained body brings a lot more attention and is more likely to be found. So it is far wiser to build up a voluntary blood bank.

So here on Halloween, I am cruising parties looking for fresh accounts to add to my blood bank. Why drain a body today, when it can feed you for years to come. Just a pint here and there and let the account holders enjoy their interest payments in return.

It is easy to repay the accounts with their dreams and desires, with the odd orgasm on account. The euphoria that I create to accompany a mild blood drain is beyond most people’s erotic desires. Especially when nudged along by a little erotic dream bonus. I am an expert at mind nudges, just brief hints or teases. You need not control a mind, why would you want a mindless zombie? Just a little nudge is required. How often have you done something slightly out of character? How often have friends asked you “where did that come from?” or “I never knew you were like that?” Was that free will? Or did you hear me laughing in the background?

Mind control takes energy, and it creates noise. I could be on a bus crowded with vampires, but they won’t hear me nudge the driver to turn left instead of right. But I can read their minds and hear their controlling thoughts. Humans can’t hear it, to them it is a little like a dog whistle. I also create a hormonal endorphin response as a very effective reward for a positive reaction to a nudge. It’s very low level and silent. How often has smiling to a stranger made you feel good inside?

The first party of the evening was a bust. My old Venetian vampire friend Phillip was already there harvesting a mark. We have had an unwritten agreement for millennia. No marked territories, we just don’t step on each other’s toes. There are large covens but I avoid them. Oh yes, they know of me, but they also know my wrath, so again, we steer clear of each other. My age and knowledge is a great help here. Knowing the secrets of Egypt’s and other long-dead dynasties gives me an edge they lack. That and the fact that I am also a day walker, I only know of a few and we stay clear of each other. I think it is age-related; I don’t know, and I am not giving myself up to science to find out.

At night, especially on Halloween, you just can’t wander in somewhere new without a reconnoitre. So I saunter around outside the College Party scanning minds. I pick out a few useless minds, a few drugged ones and a few minds I recognized, some friendly, some not. I pick up Abbey, one of my top account holders, but I drank from her last week, so she needs a rest. But I am here looking for new account holders not to harvest existing accounts. My bank is just south of a thousand accounts at the moment. It never hurts to have a few more. Several I just keep ticking over, happily married homemakers that enjoy an annual visit. Some account holders are too old, and I leave them to their memories and their twilight years.

Yes, I prefer female account holders, being one and loving the female form and all its benefits. Yes, I can change form and gender; it takes some effort and creates a lot of noise to other vampires. Normally it just takes some little tweaks to the target’s perception. It’s easy enough to suggest they prefer brunettes to blondes or small to tall. I have a few trans, gays, Bi men, and men on account who are of benefit and they enjoy the interest bonus too. It pays not to keep to too much of a modus operandi, as it is harder for potential enemies to set honey traps. Plus, you may need a quick withdrawal, especially if a coven gets territorial.

The mind sweep is coming up clean, ignoring all the guttural thoughts bouncing around inside some male and female heads. I am happy I am not exposed to any potential threats.

I am tonight, neutrally dressed in an average supermarket brought cheerleader costume, so I can slip in or out without too much interest. Being of average build, I quietly blend into the background. Who needs camouflage when you can blandly blend in? I saunter through the side entrance into the party. Whilst continually multi-task, scanning the house and smiling at people, I get a beer and mind nudge advances away.

A fresh mind grabs my attention, a dreamer. She came with her brother but she is waiting for her boyfriend; he is late and she isn’t enjoying being here with all these college types. She is a fit swimmer and runner, clean from drugs, and has a receptive mind. She is two rooms away, but her mind is crystal clear to me. She is Taylor Dean who left high school to work in an office in the city; she likes her job but not her boss. She is an excellent target, so I continue to search but keep a watchful mind on her.

Her brother has gone, I find him with his friend’s in the garden near the pool. They are watching a friend put moves on a girl, but his girlfriend is elsewhere. I find her and nudge her outside. It just takes a simple suggestion to her and her friend, “The music is loud in here.” To find her errant boyfriend and a commotion ensues.

Simple little pleasure help entertain me. The DJ changes the genre of the music and the party livens up. It is more 80’s and despite the younger ages it raises their games and more start dancing and partying. I am coming up with a bust, there are a few reluctant Bi-men that I note. One masked bat-woman that is a trans-curious male who could be useful in the future. But it all comes back to little lonely Taylor, who is now meandering towards the front door.

I nudge, “Stay, the music has improved, and the party is just starting, Steve will turn up any minute, you’re thirsty.”

She moves back towards the kitchen through the thronging jocks. “Tainted Love” by soft cell now plays, and Taylor’s mind goes to the Marilyn Manson video. Oooo how apt, she is playing it through her mind as she moves to the music.

I nudge a positive endorphin reward, “See this is ok, I like this.”

Her mind continues to play the video through her mind. But rather than Marilyn sauntering through the party, she is replaying the geek turning goth and being in the hot tub with Marylin. Aha, I have my bait and I reinforce her image.

Abbey is a tall alpha female goth and is in the garden with her groupies. She hunted me out at a club many years ago. A few goths do that, and many fall foul of the wrong vampires. She would gladly let me suck her dry. I have explained the pitfalls of being a night walker. Explaining the many hierarchal levels that she would be at the bottom of, and she is better staying off covens’ radar. She is under my protection and is now one of my top bank accounts. She is one of the few I have a genuine relationship with. Every few weeks, we get together and I make a withdrawal and she gets me and a few bonuses. Taylor would make a delightful bonus for her.

“You’re thirsty” I nudge Abbey.

“Hey guys, I need a top-up, anyone wants another brew?” Abbey asks her entourage.

“No, that’s ok Abs, I can get them, it’s cramped in there,” A male admirer offered. So I nudge his bladder.

“Ah, I need to siphon the old python first.”

“Yuk, I’ll be ok,” Abbey responded and made her way indoors.

Taylor’s route to the beer is being barred by some jock.

“Hey gorgeous, I’ve not seen you around here before, want to party upstairs?” So I nudge his bladder. No luck cocaine is blocking his receptors.

So I nudge her brother, who uncharacteristically turns to check on his sister. Shouting over,” Hey dude, that’s my sis, she’s out of bounds for the likes of you.”

It surprises his friends; he’s never bothered about her before, as they have all hit on her at one time or other. The Jock defers to the larger and older brother, mumbles an apology and moves to find the bathroom. Taylor continues her way to the kitchen.

“Hey!” I nudge Taylor as she enters the kitchen to see Abbey pouring beer.

“Hey yourself geek” Abbey responds.

I nudge Abbey with a vision of Taylor the geek in the hot tub in her wet look bikini, Marilyn Manson and her.

“Do you want a beer? I’m Abbey, but everyone calls me Abs.” Abbey said with a sudden change of heart. I nudge her further with some pleasing endorphin hormonal reward.

“Er, I’m Taylor, yes, please.” I nudge Taylor with a vision of her changing from nerd to vamp. Followed by an image of Abbey being one of the lingerie-clad rabbits on the bed at the end of the video. Whilst also nudging a little feel-good endorphin reward. Taylor blushes slightly.

“Jeez, not as in Swift?”

“Nooo, why do people say that?” I nudge them both into a giggle. They both smile.

“So why are you on your lonesome Ms Swift?”

“Please don’t call me that, waiting for my boyfriend, but he is late, so I think he is a bust”

“So lonely Ms Swifty, come and join us outside. Grab some of these beers.” Well done Abbey, I didn’t even need to nudge.

Whilst they make their way out, I find Taylors brother. Reward him by nudging a cheerleader he fancies into ignoring her friends and talking to him. Why do some girls do that? He was on her mind; she was playing hard to get, but he was about to walk away. Hey ho, another result for my feel-good factor chart.

I keep probing whilst monitoring the prize. Taylor’s boyfriend has arrived and his mind is a slightly drugged open sewer. He was waylaid at some petrol station chatting to some girls in a car. I catch a fleeting glimpse in his mind of him dogging his male roommate earlier. So I nudge him into tripping into some badass bikers near the door. Spilling their beers and falling onto their girlfriends. Whilst he is being roughed up, I nudge him to get the hell out of dodge. He leaves without a second glance back, his mind on catching up with his roommate, so Taylor is better off after all.

I found Taylor’s brother and uses his eyes to watch the goths in the garden. It’s one thing to see through a targets’ eyes, but it helps to get an overview of dynamics from a third party.

Abbey as always is dressed in black, long black hair with red streaks, a red on black basque, black skirt with stockings, and platform boots. I know her underwear; I’ve seen it enough times, she’ll be in black silk panties.

Taylor is different, standing out in that crowd with her red skater dress and pumps. She is Blond, very geeky, with black-rimmed glasses. Despite looking as if she doesn’t fit in, Abbey is keeping her in the conversation. But I pick up Taylor’s new moniker of Swifty, is wearing thin with her.

So I give Abbey a clearer vision of Taylor’s facial changes at the next “Swifty” comment through her beer haze and a nudge to cut it.

“Hey, Taylor, can we call you something else other than Swifty?”

“Yes, Taylor is fine.”

The group laughs and I give them all a slight reward to reinforce the positive change.

Good girl Abbey. However, one of her groupies keeps muscling in on Taylor, despite her keeping in close to Abbey. His mind is also a sewer and he will spoil my plans, so I nudge his bladder, no use. So I pick on one of the group who he last slept with and nudge her into jealousy. Soon he is in a heated discussion about why he never picked her up earlier in the week. After a few simple nudges, they leave together.

“Hey, Jimmy, why do you keep looking at the girl and Goths over there?”

It’s Taylor’s brother Jimmy’s cheerleader friend now feeling jealous. So I nudge her, making Taylor look a little younger and vulnerable in her eyes, then nudge Jimmy.

“It’s my sister, and she’s with some goths I’ve never seen before, so I’m keeping an eye out for her.”

“Awe, you are all heart.” I nudge her to hug Jimmy, give her an endorphin reward and he puts his arm around her, so he gets one too. I catch an image in her mind of her practising some gymnastics with jimmy and other jocks watching. So I pass that image over.

“I saw you girls practising in the week, that backflip looked cool.”

“Wow, we didn’t think you jocks took any notice, but yeah, that has taken a while to get right, thanks.”

Nope, Jimmy didn’t notice, but next week he will… Tee he.

Abbey’s group that is standing in the garden are restless, and a few are pondering on leaving to go to a bar. I scan a few minds and another group sitting poolside under a gazebo are settled in for the night. So a few suggestive nudges in the right heads and the gazebo group move into the house. “As it is getting colder, and the party is inside.”

I nudge the goths into sitting in the more comfortable pool side furniture. Ensuring Taylor sits in a lounger next to Abbey. One of her minions gets a nudge and offers to get more beers, whilst in the kitchen I guide him to some red wine and chips.

I’ve been quietly harvesting thoughts throughout the house. I now have 5 possibilities and I now know where they live. One has to leave as she has to be up early to open the house for the pool man. I make a note to call in to see her tomorrow. All these new accounts will all have to wait. I want Abbey to have her little bonus. Although they seem to be making their own magic, Abbey has now sitting close to Taylor on the same lounger, sharing the red wine.

I continue multi-tasking but keeping a close eye on my prizes for the night. I throw in a few images of each other, in various themes to the other, based on each of their own earlier thoughts.

I sense that Jimmy and his cheerleader want to leave. He feels he should offer Taylor a lift home, before going on to a more *********** jocks only party. I nudge him with visions of Taylor being safe and looking more adult and send trusting nudges to Taylor. Although she has now been accepted into the goth group, especially with Abbey now making it clear that Taylor is with her.

“Hey, sis, I’m off to a gig do you want a ride home?” I nudged him to be sure there wasn’t an invitation to the jock’s party in there. So the option of returning home is disadvantageous to Taylor.

“You’re ok with us Taylor I’ll see you are safe.” I nudged Abbey to re-assure Taylor, with her hand on her knee, and sent an image of a motherly Abbey to Taylor.

“No, that’s ok Bro’.” I re-assure Taylor with a warm glow of trusting endorphins, helping her feel she has made the right decision.

Taylor’s mind is nervous as she is receiving another woman’s affections. Abbey’s hand drifts between her knee and holding her hand. Abbey unknowingly isn’t helping with arm hugs when laughing at various observations. All normal flirtatious behaviour, but unsettling for a straight woman realising that she is attracted to another woman. I support Taylor with comforting nudges.

Taylor is almost there, her eyes admiring Abbey’s features and even lingering on her breasts more than once. She likes Abbey’s make-up, dark enough to be erotic but not scary. Now and then she is creating her own images of her wearing Abbeys dress and basque and in various states of undress.

Abbey doesn’t need any nudging, she is on a roll. She definitely wants to see Taylor in her underwear. It seems I chose well knowing her likes and knowing her preference for the female form. Conversationally they match, even musically Abbey is quite eclectic in her likes, ignoring some of her heavier goth bands.

It is now the witching hour, and Taylor is feeling the chill. A few of the group were once again contemplating moving to a club. Nope, that will not work for my end game. So I nudge Abbey into going against her usual party instinct. Giving her a warm comforting image of her and Taylor at her apartment, in bed together.

“Hey Taylor, you won’t like the club and I’m weary now, my place is close, do you fancy a nightcap?”

I give Taylor a repeat nudge image of her the geek, transforming to a Marilyn Manson goth chick.

“Er ok, yeah, why not?” I catch Taylor reinforcing her image of her in Abbey’s clothes. Bingo!

I follow the Uber cab to Abbeys apartment. No, not by turning into a bat and flying, I just called another cab, I know where she lives. I arrive just after them and check around the neighbouring streets, just to be 100% sure that there are no threats.

I watch from a dark corner across the street. I made sure Abbey left the door unlocked, it’s a simple nudge. How many times have you found your front door unlocked in the morning? And yet you would swear you locked it.

Abbey guides Taylor through to the kitchen to mix some shots and drinks. Taylor’s mind is full of doubts and nerves. Here she is in a strange woman’s apartment who is obviously expecting sex. But she has never been with another woman. But she feels erotically attracted to her, captivated by her.

Abbey’s mind is the opposite: she was thinking of whips and chains, tying Taylor down and hearing her scream. A quick nudge to Abbey showing an image of Taylor running terrified out into the street, never to return. Then a calmer image of Abbey as she is dressed tonight, to an appreciative Taylor, winning her the day.

Soon the two were drinks in hand, in Abbey’s bedroom, discussing her wardrobe. In the dark, soft-lit bedroom Taylor is watching Abbey closely, appreciating her stunning outfit. Taylor has never salivated over another woman before but she is now. Her pussy feels it and I can feel it too. It’s good to see her eyes still regularly drift to appreciate Abbey’s ample cleavage and her rear.

Abbey pulls out a matching black silk 1950s style bra and panty girdle set with suspenders for Taylor to try on. Also, some choices of similar basques. They decide that with Abbey being taller than Taylor and a C cup to her B, the basques won’t fit. But she also has some training waist clincher corsets that will.

Abbey also offers a black latex option of the same 1950s style bra & panty set, which makes me nervous. But it seems not Taylor, as she shyly picks the latex option. She turns her back to Abbey and lifts the skater dress off over her head, to reveal an average supermarket mixed bra and panty set. It seemed her boyfriend wasn’t going to get anything tonight from her, anyway.

Abbey is almost drooling as Taylor removes her bra, exposing her back and shoulders. Taylor wasn’t ready to reveal herself to Abbey yet. Abbey helps her on with the latex bra. She cheekily comes from behind to stretch the latex over her breasts as she pulls it down. Feeling Taylor’s soft dry skin and button hard nipples, making Taylor shiver. I feel Taylor’s endorphin rush. A few fumbled snaps and twists has the adjustments right. Abbey is now up close and at fever pitch, the room is now electric with sexual tension.

Taylor drops to remove her pumps and panties; Abbey just stands back, leaving Taylor standing bottomless whilst Abbey just soaks in the peachy view of her bare buttocks.

“Abs, the knickers please?” Taylor giggled, looking over her shoulders. Knowing full well what is happening, producing her own endorphins surging through her.

Abbey picks up the black latex panties and places them under her feet. Her face just inches from her buttocks. As Taylor steps into the leg holes, Abbey can’t resist and plants kisses on each cheek. Sending ripples of excitement through them both. Abbey again takes control of dressing Taylor, who is unaware that these have under crotch zips for Abbey’s easy access later.

Abbey wraps the chosen black clincher corset around Taylor from behind. Stretching it back tightly to snap the clips together, running up Taylor’s spine.

Abbey rolls up each stocking, kneels down to load one onto Taylor’s toes. She unrolls it slowly, erotically up her athletic smooth leg, kissing her on her high thigh and hip, snapping the suspenders into place. Abbey feels Taylor lean her one hand on her for balance and blushes at the soft sensuous contact. She moves around and repeats for the other leg.

Finally, Taylor turned so Abbey could she could see her in her new persona, Taylor the lesbian goth. Abbey gasps at the vision, steps forward and holds her hands. Sexual tension tingles through them both. Each of them providing their own endorphin hits. Hands slide up soft arms to shoulders and waists as the two come together and embraced their first passionate kiss. Taylors first genuine kiss with a woman, searching for Abbey’s tongue and enjoying her taste and warmth. Positive endorphins flow through them both.

“Taylor, you look fabulous, one sexy chick” Abbey says as they separated, once again at arm’s length.

“Abs, you’re not so bad yourself, although a little overdressed”

Abbey drops her skirt, so Taylor can feel more comfortable and they met in another passionate lingering kiss. Both pairs of hands exploring each other’s bodies.

Meanwhile I am quietly leaning against a wall in the dark outside, just scanning and enjoying their minds and emotions as the fruits of the evening. Now was the time to move, I cross the street and silently let myself in and lock the door behind me. I move through the apartment silently to stand outside the bedroom. Being close, I won’t make too much noise if I have to take control.

Abbey and Taylor are now admiring each other in the one tall mirror. I nudged them both slightly to remove the ripples in the over sized latex bra on Taylor. Although in their tipsy drunk state it didn’t need much, just a little airbrushing of the image.

“Abs, you are so fucking sexy. You know this is a little scary as I’ve never been with a woman before. In fact, I’ve never wanted a woman as I want you now,” Taylor admitted blushing.

“That’s ok, I’ve never wanted a skater as much as I want you now, I’ll be gentle, and you’re pretty sexy yourself. We can go slowly, no rush.”

They embraced again, this time falling on the bed, and their hands explore more private areas. Taylor shocked to find Abbey’s panties are wet for her!

“Abbey, can you release those boobs, you are magnificent in that basque but I want to see them bouncing free. You can’t appreciate boobs in the girls’ showers, it upsets people.”

Abbey sits up, removing her shoulder blouse and starts to remove her basque. Watching her, Taylor is open-mouthed, as this woman undresses for her, in front of her. Finally released, they bounce free and Taylor softly caresses them, kissing first one and then the other. Abbey went to remove Taylor’s latex bra.

“No, I don’t know if I am ready for both of us to be naked together, yet!”

Although I can feel Taylor enjoying the restriction, and the sensual touch of the latex, and clincher to be exciting her as much as Abbey’s caresses.

Abbey shrugs and caresses her through the latex, one hand drifts down to her crotch, feeling Taylor writhe beneath her. She feels for the tiny zip. I nudge, keeping Taylor busy, focusing on Abbey’s breasts, sucking and caressing them. With Abbey being taller, this engagement is perfect. She doesn’t feel Abbey’s fingers slide the zip exposing her pleasure palace. But she feels Abbey’s finger slide along her palace’s lips to unzip her pleasure purse to gain entry.

“Mmm aaa, don’t… Mmmm no.” The words came out, but her thighs spread, she releases another wave of her own endorphins.

Abbey’s experience took over, and she expertly explores into Taylor’s pleasure palace. Finding and teasing her climax trigger, and her inner entrance, whilst spreading her natural lubrication throughout.

I can feel their pleasure, it’s exciting me too, and I’m wet also, feeling the encounter in stereo.

Taylor’s finger slips into Abbey, her black silk panties not hindering progress. Years of masturbating and exploring her own body makes this not such a taboo, she knows her way around. She explores Abbey’s palace. I nudged her to roll Abbey onto her back, to slide down, kissing her way down. To release Abby’s suspenders and slide her panties down.

You remember that smell that comforts you from childhood? The one that tells you are safe and well? She needed a nudge to kiss lower, so I find that memory and give her that aroma and nudged again.

Taylor kisses Abbey’s bald pubic mound and extends her tongue to explore Abbey’s pink pleasure lips. She feels the juices, and I ease her tongue in deeper. I feel Abbey’s pleasure fountain and get Taylor to suck and tease it.

Taylor is still in control and if she wanted to, she could break free from my nudging. I want her to remember her pleasuring Abbey for future engagements. I get her to look up over Abbey’s smooth bonnet, over her flat stomach, between her rippling boobs to see the pleasure on Abbey’s face.

I nudged Abbey to look down at Taylor eating her out, her eyes fixed on her.

Then I took over, at this distance, mild control would be barely a whisper. Certainly, it couldn’t be heard if any vampire were stood in the street outside.

Taylor wasn’t to remember this; this was for Abbey’s ears only. Abbey saw Taylor stop and raise her head, smiling lovingly at her through her thighs.

“Abbey, I am a little Halloween present to you from Vivienne.”

Taylor returned to her tongue’s explorations, and I released her.

Abbey just restrained a verbal squeal but she knows I can read her mind. So thinks, “Vivienne, oh she is wonderful, thank you. Are you close? You must be, be with us, come join us tonight.”

“No, Taylor is for you tonight, my love. I am just outside the bedroom door and I just need a little drink to cement your relationship with her. I can join you both in a few weeks. She is a present for you to savour and keep. I want her to be here when I return, then maybe if she is ready we can share her. Don’t rush I can’t be with you guiding her all the time, so enjoy my sweet.”

Knowing I was close and I have brought her Taylor as a gift, whose tongue is now deep inside her, sucking and licking her orgasm trigger caused Abbey’s to spasmed in a climactic orgasm. Her hands grabbed Taylor’s head and holds her tight to her pelvis.

“Taylor, your beautieeee,” as her climax peaked.

Abbey relaxes, warm and satisfied. She strokes Taylor’s head and pulls her up. Knowing what was now required.

“My turn sweetie I want to pleasure you.” Abbey swaps positions with Taylor. She drops between Taylor’s thighs and starts her exploration of Taylor’s juice soaked pleasure palace, enjoying the feedback from her moans and groans.

I nudge Taylor to close her eyes and dull her senses.

She doesn’t hear me enter the bedroom;

she doesn’t see Abbey stand and embrace me.

“Oh Vivienne, she’s wonderful, I didn’t see you at the party. Stay with us, drink from me again. Please?”

“No my sweet, Taylor is yours tonight, you know the rules, you need to rest but I will return soon enough.”

Taking Abbey’s place; briefly I enjoy Taylor’s nectar licking her pleasure palace. Then search and find the femoral artery, finding the right spot on her athletic leg. I bite and the warm liquid fills my mouth and I drink. I release armies of endorphins through Taylor’s body and she is wracked by orgasms. I also give her a strong image Abbey eating Taylor the lesbian goth out, on the bed. I too feel the rush, her blood carrying her endorphins to me. Abbey stands masturbating furiously as having never watched me drink before. She only ever having been the supply vessel, and she knows what Taylor is feeling.

I gauge the volume I have drunk. I drink a pint and cease, then lick saliva over the wound in Taylor’s leg and watch it repair. She will barely see two dimples in the morning. I lick my lips, stand and embrace Abbey, whilst she continues to masturbate. She tastes the blood in my mouth and her own orgasm climaxes. I hold her upright until she composes herself and returns to eating out Taylor. I slip out the door and once closed behind me; I release Taylor.

“Fuck Abbey, that was unbelievable, I have never cum so hard ever. That was the best orgasm ever, I’ve gushed all over your sheets. Jeez you sexy fucking beast, come here.”

I return to Abbey’s couch and sit, sated, like after enjoying an enormous glass of fine wine. I feel them passionately kiss and Taylor doesn’t need nudging now, so I relax, listen and feel their minds and emotions.

“Abbey, do you have one of those strap-ons?”

“Yes, do you want me to fuck you?”

“Well, I’ve crossed a few barriers today and I’ve always wondered what it is like to be a man fucking his girl. Can I fuck you?”

“Vivienne, are you hearing this, is this you?”

“No Abbey, Once I left your bedroom I released her. She is yours.”

“Oh Vivienne, thank you, she is wonderful.”

“Yes Taylor, I want you to fuck me, I have something special that will benefit us both.”

I watch Abbey through Taylor’s eyes as she goes into a drawer and returns with a strapless dildo. She applies lube and expertly inserts it into Taylor. I can feel the wave of Taylor’s pleasure as she feels Abbey’s hands and the large bulbous end enter her. I feel Abbey zip her latex panties tight onto the dildo. Taylor feels full with this foreign object deep inside her. Abbey lies on the bed, legs spread expectantly.

Taylor walks around, soaking in the beautiful woman waiting for her phallus. She tries to accustom herself to this erotic object deep inside her thighs. She adds lube whilst stroking it, like any good porn video, feeling the power of a phallus.

Abbey watches her clamber across the bed towards her, holding the dildo like it could drop off at any moment. Abbey holds it and guides it between her thighs into her palace of pleasure. I feel Abbey’s palace accept the phallus, her ecstasy as it slides in and she accepts Taylor’s body weight onto her.

Initially they just grind hips, both getting use to being linked by this phallus inside both of them. Then Taylor starts to stroke in and out, her phallus just pulling and pushing inside her. She remembers her ex-boyfriends moves; I see her mind’s eye, trying to give Abbey the pleasure she has previously experienced. She holds onto Abbey’s hips and rises up to drive faster and harder into her. I see her lusting down onto Abbey, thrusting into her and watching her breasts float up and down.

I see Taylor from below, above Abbey, her breasts hanging and swinging, thrusting into Abbey. I feel Abbey wrap her legs behind Taylor to ease the entry.

I am sitting back to just soak in their pleasures. Hearing their rhythmic grunts, feeling their passion and lust. Bathing in the stereoscopic images of each other in the throes of sex. Their individual crescendos build up with screams of pleasurable release, and again I feel their orgasms in stereo. I enjoy my own voyeuristic orgasm.

My evening done, I get up and quietly leave, as they settle down in each other’s arms cuddling and fall asleep. I make a little noise as I lock the door from the outside. I quietly walk into the night, searching my mind around me, as it is still dark enough for the night walkers.

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