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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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This is the continuing saga of Melissa, a woman, a preacher’s wife, who by the power of a gypsy’s curse is redescovering her sexuality. It will be to your benefit to read the previous three chapters if you haven’t allready.

It had been a frustrating weekend, and the worst thing by far was church on Sunday and the subsequent meeting of the Committee of Moral Education.

Luckily she’d had the idea to wear a sanitary napkin before going. She’d had enough experience of her own horniness by now to know that her pussy would run wet with juices by the mere thought of sex, and this way she might be able to prevent a dark wet spot from forming on her skirts. She’d also worn two extra layers of underskirts and an extra set of panties, hoping she wouldn’t look fat in the outfit. But anything would be better than looking like she had peed herself.

Her thoughts had of course been drifting in all kinds of directions as she sat on the hard benches, watching the service, and she had discovered that by rubbing her thighs together and working the muscles in her abdomen, she would be able to receive pleasure without anyone noticing. She’d known however that having an orgasm would be out of the question. So the frustration had been killing her when the services were over, and her relief had been almost overwhelming as she’d locked herself in the toilet and rubbed herself to mind blowing, but silent ecstasy behind the closed doors.

The sanitary napkin had been soaked and she’d had to change it before washing her hands thoroughly and step out to meet the world again. Then she’d begun to dread the following two hours. Meetings in the Committee of Moral Education could really drag on sometimes, but she had to try to make this one a short one.

“How did your confrontation with the gypsy woman go the other day,” Francine Woodworth had asked after they were done with the scheduled agenda. Francine was a small, dark haired woman, married to one of the most successful businessmen in the little town. Moving here from France just three years ago, her English was almost perfect, just a slight accent that was more charming than annoying.

“I’m afraid it didn’t go very well. She didn’t seem to understand what the problem was,” Melissa had answered, feeling herself blush a little.

“Would you maybe if I tried?” the tender woman had asked.

And so it had been decided and the meeting could finally be closed. On her way back to the house, Melissa had to stop two times to finger herself. Once in a gas station bathroom and once in McDonald’s. By the time she arrived home, her husband had already started packing for his trip.

The thought of him leaving and being away for almost a whole week had her all worked up again. But she knew she had to keep her lusts at bay, to take deep breaths and try to act as normal as she possibly could. She had even managed to act as if she didn’t look forward to being alone for so long even though her heart (and pussy) had been jumping with joy.

So you could probably imagine her relief as she closed the door behind her husband on Monday morning, and she actually slid down to the floor, her back to the door and tugging on the belt of her morning robe as she descended towards the door mat. Her fingers were already inside her ass and pussy before she reached the rough fabric of the mat and the dirt from multiple shoes that had been cleaned since she last cleaned it, clinged to the sticky juices on her ass and thighs as she rubbed herself. But she didn’t care – she just had to quench the lust long enough to make it up to the bedroom and to her magazines again.

She was squirming on the floor, four wet fingers buried in her snatch, three in her ass, and a wet trail going from the front door, across the hallway and into the kitchen, when the door bell rang. She’d been on the verge of screaming out in ecstasy, but now she froze, looking towards the door with fear in her eyes.

It felt like an eternity, but it was probably just a few seconds before she scrambled to her feet again, grabbed a kitchen towel, closed her morning robe, tying the belt on and tried her best to wipe away the shining trail of juices from the floor. Throwing the towel on top of the shelf in the hallway, she took two deep breaths, gained her composure and opened the door.

She had to look twice to make sure, but the woman standing on her door step could be none other than Francine. Melissa had never seen her like this. The petite woman was pale, sweating and with her hair in a mess, her face painted in a futile attempt to put on make up to hide the state she was in. She was trembling and looked scared out of her mind.

“Help me!” she whispered.

Grabbing her arm and pulling her inside, Melissa closed and locked the door behind them. Then she just stood there, holding and comforting the trembling, crying woman for a few minutes before asking her to take a deep breath and come with her into the living room. Melissa was still horny and her body was screaming for release, and she actually had a notion that Francine was rolling her hips against hers, but she pushed the thoughts away and forced herself to focus. This woman obviously needed her right now, and no matter how much she lusted for sex, she wouldn’t let that feeling take control of her.

“What has happened to you? You look awful,”

“I don’t know what is happening to me. Please, help me!” the woman sobbed.

“Now sit back and relax, take another deep breath and tell me all about it.”

So Francine did what she was told. And as she told her story, Melissa recognized almost every aspect of her tale. It had all begun after the French woman’s visit to Mrs Vineto, the Gypsy, to talk to her about her daughter Rebecca and the young girl’s oral adventures with Stanley Robertson, and how totally unacceptable such behavior was. Mrs Vineto had seemed just as uninterested as when Melissa had talked with her, and at the end of the frustrating and increasingly rude conversation, the Gypsy had placed her hand on top of Francine’s.

“You secretly are a horny bitch with a craving for all things sexual,” Melissa and Francine said in unison.

Francine’s mouth fell open and she stared at her friend in disbelief. And even though she did not resist, her disbelief was even bigger when Melissa leaned forward and whispered in her ear:

“I know just how you feel,”

before pressing her soft lips against the bottom of her neck. Francine felt a surge go through her body as the older woman ran her fingernails along the side of her chin, down across her neck and between her breasts where her fingers started to unbutton the blouse. The two women’s mouths met in a deep kiss, tongues twirling, exploring, tasting as the younger of the two let herself lose control of her inhibitions. Wrapping her hands around the back of Melissa’s neck she pushed the robe further down. Only pausing for a second from unbuttoning Francine’s blouse, Melissa brought her hand to her waist to undo the knot in her belt. Her breasts fell free and Francine was there immediately to cup them, feeling the hardening nipples against the palms of her hands. She ghasped as Melissa finally managed to wrap away the fabric of her blouse and her bra and leaned in to close her lips around one nipple. From then on things sped up.

The last two buttons on the blouse flew across the room, bouncing on the floor before the white bundle of fabric followed. The zipper on the skirt tore in the hurry of getting it off, and the bra was barely unclasped before it was thrown off, being caught on the lamp above the two half naked women wrapped around each other on the sofa.

“Oh my God, this is a sin,” Francine managed to whisper into Melissa’s ear before the two women wrestled out of the rest of their clothing, at the same time trying to get as much of their skin as possible to touch the other. Four hands went exploring, finding breasts, the softness of ass cheeks, the wetness of crotches, and their eyes met briefly before the petite french woman threw her head back and moaned loudly as two fingers found their way inside her. As she fell backwards, Melissa searched out the source of the intoxicating aroma that was beckoning her, and kissing her way down the soft, burning skin of the other woman, she was finally able to taste that sweet nectar surrounding her fingers.

Even though she had never eaten out another woman before, she instinctively knew what to do with her lips and tongue. Imagining how she herself would have wanted to be licked, she closed her mouth around the protruding clit and sucked on it while rolling her tongue back and forth against it. Her fingers were moving inside the pussy, pushing up and rubbing that delicate, wonderful spot, while her other hand was pushing down from the outside. Moving her tongue up and down, back and fort, tasting both the inner and outer lips and then flicking the clit again, she had to fight hard to keep the woman from not squirming and moving so much that she couldn’t hit the spots she was intending.

The squeezing around her fingers intensified as she moved them in and out, and as she carefully pushed her ring finger against the flower of the woman’s anus, a load moan, progressing into a scream filled the room as an orgasm surged through Francine’s body, making all her muscles go rigid, almost cramping as juices gushed from her pussy. Then, almost like a switch was turned, she collapsed in a heaving bundle on the floor.

It took a minute for her to recuperate, and Melissa enjoyed the time passing by lapping up as much of the juices she could, making Francine twitch every time she came too close to her clit. Finally Francine took Melissa’s head between the palms of her hand and pulled her up for a kiss. They kissed deeply before Francine pulled her away to first inspect the wet face of her lover, a face dripping and glistening with her juices. Then she looked deep into her eyes with something resembling both love and lust.

“Thank you,” she smiled and the two women kissed again.

“Don’t thank me like that,” Melissa smiled as she pulled herself up an straddled the other woman’s face, pushing her own pussy down towards her mouth. “Thank me like this.”

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I never in my whole life imagined that I was anything but heterosexua

A woman named Freddie

By anon y mouse

First of all, I should tell you a little about myself. I never in my whole life imagined that I was anything but heterosexual. I was raised in a small town, I was expected to marry, have babies…yadda yadda yadda.

Well, of course, I did all that…well mostly. I went to college, became a teacher, married my high school sweetheart, tried to have babies…to no avail. I wasn’t fertile so Mr. High school sweetheart left me after 6 years of marriage. In the eyes of my family it was pretty disgraceful that my husband left me and I didn’t have any children so I ended up moving to the city about a year after we divorced, quit my teaching job and got a job as a journalist (I was an English major in college).

So anyways, I met a bunch of great friends and went on a few dates, but nothing really came of it. One day I was at work and my friend Judy came up to me and said she wanted me to meet a friend of hers, Freddie. I agreed to go out for a drink with Freddie and so Judy set it up for us to meet at a small bar in uptown.

After work I went home and showered, pulling my curly red hair up in a French twist and putting on a hunter green short dress that set off the green of my eyes. I have to admit, I think I’m pretty attractive; curly red hair to my shoulder blades, big green eyes, about 5’5, 135 pounds, 36C.

Well I was thinking I looked pretty good for the night. So I went to the bar to meet Freddie and here’s what happened….

Pulling up to the bar, I parked my red dodge and shut off the engine. I took a deep breath and walked into the bar. I didn’t know what Freddie looked like cause Judy told me that Freddie had seen a picture of me and would know me. So I sat at the bar and ordered a beer to wait for Freddie.

About 5 minutes later, I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned around. Standing in front of me was a woman about 5’9 or 5’10, brown hair cut like a man. She was wearing black pants with a fitted white button up shirt. She had a tie and as I looked at her feet saw her manly type shoes. She was really quite something I had never seen before.

“Yes?” I asked.

“Hi.” She smiled. “You’re Louise right?”

“Yes I am.” I returned her smile, although mine showed a bit of confusion. I had never seen this woman in my life.

“I’m Freddie.”

My jaw dropped. THIS was Freddie? Ummm…what was going on…had I misunderstood Judy in thinking this was a date when it was actually just meeting a new friend or something? No, I’m sure that Judy said that it was a date type of thing.

“Umm…I’m sorry…YOU’RE Freddie?”

“Well yes.”

“I…umm…I think there has been some misunderstanding. I was erm…thinking you were a guy.”

Freddie looked down at herself and shook her head. “Nope, I’m really quite female.”

“B-but…you’re name is Freddie…” I said stupidly.

“Yeah, short for Fredericka.”

I was speechless. “I’m sorry; did Judy tell you I was a guy?”

“Well…” I searched my memory…”No, she really didn’t. She just said her friend Freddie.”

“Ahhh…and you assumed right?”

“Well…yes…I mean…I’m not…well…” God, I’m a friggin journalist and I couldn’t think of a WORD to say. I’m a pathetic excuse for an English major, ex English teacher, journalist, let me tell you.

She laughed. “Well nothing has to happen, why don’t we just have a drink?” She offered.

“Well…okay…” What the hell else was I supposed to say?

Freddie sat beside me and ordered a Vodka tonic and they brought it with another beer for me. I played with the wrapper on my beer, trying to think of something to say.

“So what do you do?”

“I’m an editor.”

“Do you like it?”

“Yes, I really do. I get a chance to read books before anyone else.”

I nodded for the sake of doing something.

“So Judy tells me you like to read?”

“Oh yes, love to.” I answered.

We started talking about our favourite authors and books, which lead into movies and music, and foods and before I knew it, I’d had 6 beers and she’d had 4 vodka tonics. I’m a lightweight so I was pretty intoxicated by this time. I glanced at my watch and giggled.

“Holy smokes. It’s nearly 1 am.”

“So it is…” Her eyes were slightly glazed over as she looked at me.

“I’m sorry Louise, but I have to be blunt. You are an extremely attractive woman and I really enjoy your company. I’d really like to see you again.”

I don’t know if it was the drinks or what but I smiled and nodded.

“I really like you to Freddie and I’d love to see you again.”

She smiled.

“Okay ladies, bars about to close, time to get going.” The bartender said to us.

“Shit.” I said. “I can’t drive like this.”

“C’mon,” Freddie stood up. “I’ll call a taxi.” She whipped out her cell phone. “I took a taxi here so that I didn’t have to worry about this.” She called the taxi service, and had them come out.

“How am I going to get my car?” I whined.

“Well…” She pondered as we stumbled outside to wait for our taxi. “I have an extra room. Just stay at my house then I’ll drive you here in the morning to pick up your car.”

Again, maybe it was my drunkenness, but I nodded enthusiastically.

“Yeah, that’ll work.”

When the taxi got there, Freddie gave her address and within 15 minutes we pulled up in front of a really nice apartment building. Freddie paid the driver and we got out, going up to the door. She pulled out her keys and we went in, taking the elevator up to the 9th floor. She opened her door to a
beautiful apartment done in a contemporary style. I flopped down on the couch.

“Do you want something to drink or eat?”

“I think I drank enough tonight.” I giggled.

She smiled and sat down beside me on the couch, turning her body so she was half facing me. We started to talk about life and soon I got to talking about my ruined marriage. Freddie was an exceptional listener and nodded and made all the proper sounds at all the proper times.

“UGH! The only reason I married Mark was because it was expected of me.” I shook my head, rubbing my hands over my face to clear out my thoughts. “He is SUCH an ass.”

Freddie put her hand over mine comfortingly. My eyes fell down to her hand covering mine, and then went up to meet hers. My lips parted and my eyes widened as I stared into her deep blue eyes.

“I…”

“Shhh…” She murmured. “Don’t.”

I didn’t.

She did though.

As in leaned forward and kissed me ever so softly. It was a brief kiss, but it sent tingles through my body. We stared at each other for a few moments and then I leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers. Our mouths opened and her hand came to the back of my neck as we kissed deeply. When we
pulled back, both of us were gasping. I had never been kissed with such passion and intensity…and I’d never been so damn affected by a simple kiss.

We stared at each other again for a few seconds then leaned into each other for another kiss, this one even more passionate and intense then the last. Her hand undid my French twist and my curls came falling down my shoulders. She wound them in her fingers, pressing on my head lightly. I brought my arms around her waist and we deepened the kiss.

Freddie was massaging my hair and I was massaging her back. She pressed me into the sofa and was on top of me without breaking the kiss. I felt her breasts pressed against mine and I pushed against her. I ran my hands up and down her back, moaning. When we finally broke the kiss, both our lips were swollen and tingling.

“I…wow…” I murmured.

Freddie smiled at me and kissed my nose. I gazed at her face then my eyes fell down to her top. The top two buttons had come unbuttoned and I could see the swell of her breasts. I wanted to see more
then the swell though so I brought my hands from around her and unbuttoned the other 5 buttons. Her eyes widened but she said nothing. I pushed the top over her shoulders then down her arms, sliding it off and tossing it on the floor.

She was wearing a white bra and was about my size, a 36C. I pushed on her shoulders for her to sit up and reached behind me to unzip my dress. She stopped me and forced me to stand up, going behind me and slowly pulling down my zipper, kissing my back as she unzipped me. Freddie reached
up and pulled the spaghetti straps down my shoulders and slid the dress down my body and legs until it was a puddle at my feet. I stepped to the side and turned around to face her. She was on her knees and staring up at me. I was wearing a black bra and matching panties, with no nylons.

“You are to incredibly beautiful Louise.” She muttered.

I blushed and ran my hand through my hair, avoiding her penetrating gaze. Freddie stood up and pressed her body against mine, kissing me. My hands fell to the waistband of her slacks and pulled them down her lo-long legs. We were both standing there in bra and panties before each other. She was also beautiful with hips and thighs, not a stick like so many girls these days. I thought it was very sexy that she was a healthy size.

We kissed, just briefly; she took my hands and lead me to her bedroom. We went to the bed and she pushed me down on my back. I gazed up at her and she unsnapped her bra and pulled her panties down, exposing the trimmed area between her legs. Lowering herself beside me, she ran her hand down my body, starting at my neck and going down to my thighs then going back up again. I moaned and pressed against her hands…wanting more.

She smiled softly and continued to run her hand up and down my body, not touching my breasts or between my legs. It didn’t matter though, it was like my tummy, shoulders, and thighs were connected to my breasts and my special area because her touch sent sparks throughout my body…specifically one area! I was gasping by the time she kneeled over me and reached behind me to unsnap my bra. She through it on the floor and pulled down my panties, revealing my shaved area.

She smiled tenderly and ran her hand up my belly to my breasts, circling them with her fingernails. I moaned and thrust my body to meet her hands. She leaned down and kissed me, opening my mouth with hers. My hands circled her back and pulled her on top of me. I so needed to feel her naked body pressed against mine. I felt like I would burst if I didn’t. Freddie’s lips pressed against mine, but soon moved over my cheeks and down my neck, sucking and nibbling gently around the sensitive skin. It was incredible…my body was on fire as I pressed my fingers against her head and moaned, pushed my body up and my neck against her exploring mouth.

Slowly, she brought her lips down from my neck to my swollen breasts, circling them with her tongue then coming to my nipples. It was almost too much. Freddie’s very touch sent me reeling. Her lips were driving me crazy with need.

After significant attention to both my breasts, she moved down, kissing and licking my belly and then down around my inner thighs, not touching anything else. I was writhing and moaning…I didn’t know how much more I could take of this! Moving her tongue up my inner thigh, Freddie licked my
outer lips lightly. I jumped and gasped, moaning even more. She pressed my thighs apart and moved her tongue up, separating the outer lips and nestling her tongue onto my clit.

That was the final straw; I had definitely gone completely insane. My hips jerked up as her tongue flicked expertly on my clit. A scream rose in my throat and I tried to bite it back, to no avail. It came pouring out and I pressed my back against the bed, bringing my hips up to her mouth. She cupped my butt and continued to lick my clit. I had never felt anything quite like this…it was like she knew everything that I needed to get me going…and then some!! She massaged my buttocks as her tongue continued to play its own song on my clit, going faster and faster, from side to side. My hands fell to her head and I tangled my fingers into her short brown hair, pressing her into me. My toes were tingling and I felt a tightness start and build up in my entire body.

“MY god…my god…ohhhhh…” I was gasping and moaning and writhing against
her.

Still she kept up the same pace, her hands holding me in place. The tightness that I felt suddenly exploded and fireworks shot through my entire body as another scream, louder than the previous one, poured out of my mouth. My hips jerked up against her mouth…I must have been at least 2
feet off the bed, and yet she kept going. My head fell back on the pillow and my entire body felt loose and not unlike a rag doll. I pulled myself away from her mouth…I couldn’t stand her to keep going, it was so much it almost hurt. Freddie pulled herself up beside me and kissed me softly. I
was still gasping from the intensity of my orgasm.

She smiled and let out a tiny chuckle.

“Are you alright sweetheart?”

I gazed at her. Did she honestly think I would be able to talk right now? HA! The girl must be completely out of her mind. She looked at me earnestly.

“Louise? Are you okay?”

I managed a nod and groaned falling completely into the softness of the bed. She gazed at me for a few minutes while I tried to collect myself. Finally, I was able to make my brain send the correct messages to my mouth.

“Ehh…I think you need to change your sheets.” I blushed.

What the hell kind of thing was that to say? Jesus…like I said before, I’m a pathetic excuse of an English major, ex English teacher and a journalist somtimes!

Freddie laughed again. “Oh darling, don’t worry about it.”

She kissed me softly on the lips, and then curled beside me, wrapping her arm around my waist. It had never felt this RIGHT, cuddling with someone after sex.

I was a little stuck though. I didn’t know if I was supposed to go down on her now. She seemed to be settling herself. Of course, I would be more than willing to try it…Before my thoughts could go much further she answered my unspoken question, like she could hear my thoughts.

“Louise, you mustn’t worry about it. I got plenty enough pleasure from doing that. Right now, I’m exhausted…there will be plenty of other times…and I don’t want you to feel obligated.”

I shook my head, “Oh no, I don’t feel obligated at all…I’d like to try it!” I blushed again.

“It’s alright love, tomorrow is a new day.” She grinned at me and snuggled against me, pulling the comforter over our naked bodies.

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