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Rachel is assigned an intern at work

Rachel Fucking the Intern

“One day as I got into work, my boss Tom called me into his office. When I entered, he said We’re bringing in a new college intern. Her name is Lauren, and we need you to train her as much as you can. You’re the best we got and if I could I would just clone 100 of you, but I can’t.”

“Sir, I’ll do everything I can,” I hesitantly replied, “but I don’t think I’m the best teacher. I think somebody else should train her.”

“No! You’re the best at finding customers for our 3D printers; I want her to learn from the best,” he demanded.

“Besides, I’m the boss. What I say goes,” he continued.

I left his office, and got to work. About an hour later, a young redhead entered the office and started to look around. I walked up to the hot co-ed.

“Are you Lauren?”

“Yes, I’m Lauren,” she said in a shy voice.

“Did you bring a tablet with you?” I asked.

“Yes, I got my iPad,” she replied.

“That’s good. Follow me; we’re going to work in one of the conference rooms today. I’m going to start your training on how to be a saleswoman.” I tried to sound more confident than I felt as I lead her down the hallway. “You’ll take notes on your tablet during my calls, not surf Facebook. This is training, not playtime.” I opened the door and looked at her. “Understood?”

“Yes,” Lauren said.

“Today, you’re going to sit next to me, watch, and take notes. If you have a question, ask. If I’m on the phone, wait.” I said in a instructing voice.

“Wait here, I’m going to go get my laptop.” I told her.

“As I walked back to my desk, I couldn’t help but think how hot she was and wonder if she was a natural redhead “Grabbing my laptop and phone, I was headed back to the conference room when Tom poked his head out of his office and called me over to him.”

“Is Lauren here yet?” He asked.

“Yes, I have her in the main conference room. I figure I’ll teach her better one on one. Away from the rest of the distractions,” I told him.

“Okay, let me know if you need anything,” He said.

In the conference room, I plugged in my laptop and started making calls to possible customers on the speaker phone. I was impressed how well Lauren could keep up with her notes as she typed on her iPad.

Nearing the end of the day, I turned to her. “Any questions,” I asked.

“I thought being in sales, we’d be going to customers, not calling them on the phone.” She said with a curious voice.

“Well, tomorrow we’ll be meeting with some customers, wear something comfortable,” I told her.

Once I got home, I had to do something about her. I wen to the bedroom, take out my vibrating dildo. Turning it on high speed, I slipped it into my pussy, making me cum in mere moments. Lauren had me so turned on, and with my girlfriend Erica out of town for work for two weeks, I hadn’t had any release.”

After pleasuring myself, I grabbed the phone, to call Tom and ask him for Lauren’s phone number.” I told him, that everything was good today and that I feel that she’ll be a good saleswoman. After getting Lauren’s number, I gave her a call.

“Hello?” Lauren said as she answers the phone.

“Hi, Lauren; this is Rachel. I forgot to tell you, wear a seductive but appropriate skirt for work tomorrow. Something a little sexy. We’re seducing the customer into buying our products,” I explained myself with a smile.

“Okay, I think I have just the outfit,” She said.

“Good, we’re meeting an important customer tomorrow, I’ll do all the talking,” I said.

“Okay, thank you Rachel, see you tomorrow,” she said hanging up.

After cleaning up my vibrator, I put some of my toys into a bag that I sat by the door to take into the office for work tomorrow

I got to work early, enough to hide the toys in an unoccupied side of the building. The bathroom there was perfect, and I slid the bag into a drawer before hurrying back. Within an hour, Lauren arrived in a very sexy skirt suit and heels.” Her outfit alone would have made me wet, if I hadn’t already been. I walked up to her, shaking my head.

“Bad news. Our customer cancelled on us, but I decided that you’re still going to get some training today. There are a bunch of meetings, so using the conference rooms over here are out.” I motioned with my fingers as I headed away. “Follow me. We’re going to use an empty office that’s over here.”

Once we got inside, I turned and asked Lauren, “What are you willing and not willing to do to make a major sale?”

“Uh,” Lauren had no answer.

“Wrong answer. There is nothing you should not do to make a sale. You will get a 10% of your pay in a bonus for every sale you make.” I told her. “I’m training you because I’m the best: I’m the best because I don’t let anything come between me and a sale. Nothing, not a single thing.” I continued.

I put printouts of all of our products in front of Lauren. This is all the information we all have to know to be a successful saleswoman, we have to know most of this if not all of it; like we know our own name. After training and quizzing Lauren for a few hours. I let her have a break.

I took one of my own, and stepped out to text Erica. “Oh my god, there’s a new intern at the office, you’d like her she’s a redhead, smart, and sexy. We should invite her over for some fun sometime.”

“Send me some pictures.” Erica text back.

“I will soon, love you,” I responded.

When the break was over, we reentered the office and I put my phone on the table were working at. A while later, the phone lit up with a chime, telling me I got a text message from somebody. Lauren looked at the phone and was a little confused when she saw a photo of Erica naked spreading her pussy.

“Who’s that?” She said with a curious voice.

“That’s Erica, my girlfriend,” I said with a smile on my face as I put my phone in my suit jacket pocket.

“Are you lesbian?” Lauren asked nervously.

“No, I’m bisexual.” I replied.

“Have you ever experienced a girl?” I asked.

“No, it’s a weird,” she said as she scooted away.

I knew that she was nervous, but I didn’t care, I wanted to fuck her until she couldn’t stop cumming.

“No, it’s not. It’s really not.” I said shaking my head. “It’s actually lots of fun. I’ve done, three women, and it’s really different than fucking a guy.” I continued.

“What’s it like?” she asked curiously.

I liked that she was asking med questions. All I could think is if I could pull this off.

“Kind of like this” I gave her a powerful kiss.

After breaking away, Lauren’s face turned as red as a fire engine and was clearly turned on be she was trying to hide it.

“Lets, return to work” Lauren said, trying to regain her composure. After working for a short while, Lauren got up and walked to the women’s room, with me in close pursuit. In the woman’s room, she splashed some cold water onto her face.

“Lauren? You okay?” I asked concerned.

“Yeah. That kiss was unforgettable. I can’t stop thinking about it,” she replied as she turned around and sat up against the sink.

‘This is great! She’s letting her guard down.’ I thought as I rushed up to her and gave her another passionate kiss.

Lauren then did the unexpected, she kissed back. I started unbuttoning her jacket. Without missing a beat, she started to help me unbuttoning, taking off her jacket, and dropped it on the ground. I then ripped open Lauren’s shirt exposing her wonderful breasts inside her sheer bra. Lauren took it off, dropped it to the ground and her bra followed soon after revealing her erect nipples; making her let out a loud moan as I started to suck on them.

“Rachel, you’re making me extremely wet,” she said, excited.

“Really? Lets take a look,” I said with a devilish smile, as I unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the ground.

“Holy fucking shit! Your panties are soaked, there’s not a single dry spot, I said surprised.

“I told you so,” she said giggling.

I sit her up onto the sink, taking off her shoes, and then her panties. As I dropped them to the floor, they made a quiet splat. The smell of her wet pussy was intoxicating. I couldn’t wait any longer, I started licking her pussy making her let out a loud moan. She instantly put her hand on the back of my head and started to push me in deeper. A few very intense seconds later, Lauren had an extremely powerful orgasm covering my face in her cum and juices, dripping onto the front of my suit jacket and blouse.

“Look at what you did; now I have to take off my jacket and blouse,” I said teasing.

“Oh? Lucky me. Did I win a prize?” she said giggling.

‘Holy shit! She’s fucking horny!’ I thought to myself as I smiled.

“Yes you do, here it is!” I said as I quickly took off my jacket and blouse.

Lauren was surprised that I had no bra on. Before she could say anything I shoved my right breast into her mouth making her suck on my nipple. Her tongue felt unbelievable.

“Oh wow, you’re really good at that,” I said.

When Lauren pulled away, she reached behind me and unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the floor. Lauren’s eyes get big when she saw that I had no panties on.

“I don’t wear panties most of the time,” I said.

Lauren dropped to her knees and started kissing around my pussy.

“Eat my pussy, Lauren,” I told her.

“I’ve never done this before. I don’t know how,” she said.

“Stick out your tongue,” I told her.

As she does, I pull her to my pussy.

“Now, lick my clit,” I told her.

Lauren does one quick lick, making my body shiver with passion.

“Like that?” She asked.

“I didn’t say stop. Keep going till I cum,” I told her.

Lauren’s tongue felt so good in my pussy. I couldn’t help it but to pull her in deeper. As I did Lauren started to eat me faster, soon making me cum in a powerful orgasm.

“Oh my god! That was amazing!” Lauren said licking up all of my cum and juices from my pussy.

“Thank you for this. It was a lot of fun, I will never forget this as long as I live,” Lauren continued, bending over to pick up her clothes.

I reached into the drawer under where I hid my toys and took out the vibrating dildo.

“We’re not done yet, Lauren,” I said showing off the dildo.

Lauren dropped her clothes, sat up on the sink counter and spread her legs.

“Ready for round 2?” I asked in a seductive voice.

I turned the vibrating dildo onto high speed and put it in her pussy and started to fuck her with it. Soon one orgasm hit, then another, and another. Lauren had five powerful orgasms. The last one being so powerful it was like a sink that was turned on, her cum and juices were just flowing out of her pussy.

“Oh my god that was just amazing!” She said softly, out of breath.

“There were no meetings in the conference rooms, or any customers that we were going to be meeting with, were there?” Lauren continued in a suspicious voice.

“No, there were no customers, or any meetings in the conference rooms. Are you mad?” I confessed.

“No, just the opposite, I’m glad you lied,” she said with a big smile.

“I’m loving this experience!” she said excited.

“Good!” I said reaching back into the drawer and took out the 3D printed dildo I made at home.

“This dildo, I made at home with one of our 3D printers that I’m ‘borrowing’. Nice and big, just the way I like it,” I said, as I handed the dildo to Lauren.

Watching Lauren suck the 3D printed dildo. Made me even more wet. After a moment of her sucking on it, Lauren put the dildo into my tight pussy making me let out a loud moan and started fucking me with the dildo. As she did, she started to lick my clit, making me cum in a powerful squirting orgasm; cum and pussy juice squirted out of my pussy, and Lauren drank it all up.

“Wow, that was amazing!” I said exhausted as I reached back into the drawer, and got the strap-on.

“We got time for one or two more rounds, and then we have to get back to work,” I said as I put on the strap-on.

After putting on the strap-on Lauren got on her knees and started to suck my plastic cock. After a few moments of her sucking, Lauren got up and led me to one of the stalls, pushed me onto one of the toilets and started to ride my plastic cock. A very intense minute later, Lauren unleashes a powerful orgasm.

“I guess, we can do one last round, but I want to fuck you doggy style,” I said.

I told Lauren to get onto all fours on the floor, I then got onto my knees. Lauren had no idea what I was about to do.

“Yes! Fuck me! Make me cum again!” She begged.

“I will,” I said with a devilish voice.

I then slowly inserted my plastic cock into Lauren’s tight, asshole.

“Holy fucking shit!” she yelled out.

“My ass? You’re going to fuck me in my ass?” she painfully asked.

“It hurts!” she continued.

“Just relax, take a deep breath, and play with your pussy,” I said as I continued to slowly fuck her ass.

Lauren started to rub her pussy, making her moan with passion.

“This, is starting to feel good. Fuck me faster,” Lauren begged.

I started to fuck her a little faster, making her moan louder.

“How do you like this? Do you want me to fuck you faster? I asked.

“Yes! Fuck me faster!” Lauren begged.

As I started to fuck her faster, I started to kiss, lick and gently bite her back making Lauren moaned louder and louder.

“Faster! Faster Rachel! Faster! Fuck me faster!” Lauren begged.

I laughed in enjoyment, I loved how she begged for me to fuck her faster. I knew that she had a very massive, and intense orgasm building by how intense her moaning was getting.

“Oh my god! You’re going to make me cum! Faster Rachel! Fuck me faster! Make me cum!” Lauren begged.

I was fucking Lauren as fast as I possibly could. A few extremely intense seconds later, Lauren released the biggest orgasm of the day. It was like Hoover dam had just burst; cum and juices exploded out of her. As soon as I pulled out of Lauren’s ass she got up and leaned up against the wall so I can lick her pussy clean. When I was done, Lauren just looked at me with an exhausted but satisfied look on her face.

“Thank you for this.” She said

“You have opened up my mind, not just to having lesbian sex, but to sex in general. My boyfriend has never fucked my ass before. In fact nobody has fucked my ass before, I didn’t think I would like it but, I loved it. I didn’t think I would like having lesbian sex but, I love it! I loved everything we did today.” She continued.

I laughed in enjoyment. After taking off the strap-on I started to wash it in the sink. Lauren sat on the counter next to me with the vibrating dildo, and 3D dildo in her hands. When I was done washing the strap-on I looked at her, and she put the 3D dildo in her mouth and licks it clean.

“Yummy,” she said as she handed it to me.

All I could do is let out a smile as I washed the 3D dildo. When I was done, Lauren offered me the vibrating dildo, but told me to lick it clean first. I put my mouth on it and start to lick it clean when she suddenly turns it on high vibrating my mouth; making me pull away, as I did she laughed and giggled like a little kid. All I could do was smile back. I snatched the dildo from her and washed it. When I was done, I put all of my toys back in the bag that I brought them in.

I then remembered that Erica wanted to a picture, so I picked up my suit jacket, took out my cell phone, and took a picture of Lauren spreading her pussy and smiling; the same pose as the photo of Erica that I have on my phone. I sent it to Erica. Then we got dressed. As we left I noticed the mess we left behind, cum and pussy juices on the sink and counter, Lauren’s soaked panties left on the floor, and more cum and pussy juices on the floor. I couldn’t help it but to think that the janitors is going to have a big job on their hands cleaning a bathroom that nobody supposedly used.

We spent the rest of the day working without any more distractions. I think Lauren is going to be a very good saleswoman. At the end of the day, as we left the office, I turned to her and asked “Lauren, want to come to my place for some dinner, and maybe some pussy for desert?”

“Oh, yeah!” she said excited.

“Or, maybe we can skip dinner and just have desert, pussy sounds good!” she continued excited

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First Time

Chapter 1
Joan and her cousin, Mary Ann, had met in New Orleans to celebrate Mardi Gras. They were both white and in their 50’s, looking for some relaxation away from the stresses of work and families. Joan was the more attractive of the two, but no man would reject either of them. Both were conservative in their sexual practices, though Joan had had sex with a couple of men in the past couple of years unknown to her husband. They had enjoyed several of the parades. In the evenings, they went to Bourbon Street visiting various clubs to drink and enjoy the music. On Fat Tuesday, the street was packed with partygoers. Women were flashing their breasts and getting beads and other trinkets thrown from men on the balconies. Joan and Mary Ann were too reserved to do that, though Mary Ann did raise her jacket to reveal her shirt below. They had consumed several drinks during the course of the evening and were starting to feel the effects. They decided to try one more place before calling it a night. Music coming from one caught their attention and they went inside, found seats and ordered drinks.
They then got their first good look around and realized that not only was the band female but so were most of the customers. Some were even dancing very intimately. Mary Ann leaned across to Joan and said, “Oh my God Joan. This is a lesbian bar. They’re going to think we are too.” “It’ll be OK,” Joan replied, “We’ll just have our drinks and then leave.” Unfortunately for them, they were overheard by a group in the next booth who decided to have some fun. One of them intercepted the waitress with their drinks, who was a friend, and put a sexual stimulant in their drinks. She also arranged for a second round of spiked drinks to be sent to Joan and Mary Ann. They were just finishing the first ones when the waitress brought the second pair and told them it would be bad manners not to accept. Somewhat reluctantly, they took the drinks. Mary Ann said to Joan, “I’m feeling funny. I feel both woozy and hot at the same time.” “Me too,” said Joan. Just then, a couple of women walked up and one of them said, “Welcome to the Rubyfruit Jungle. I’m Carrie and this is Melinda. May we join you?” Joan and Mary Ann were too surprised to say no and Carrie sat by Joan and Melinda sat by Mary Ann. “Let us buy the next round,” said Carrie. “We shouldn’t,” said Joan but her heart wasn’t really in it. Somehow, this attractive blonde sitting next to her seemed to be turning her on. Soon, a third round of spiked drinks was delivered to Joan and Mary Ann. Both of them were feeling quite mellow at this point.
As Joan worked on her drink, she felt Carrie’s hand caressing her thigh. She knew she should tell her to stop, but it felt so good. Carrie’s hand moved up to the crotch of Joan’s pants and started rubbing in circles. Joan couldn’t help herself and gradually her legs spread apart to give Carrie easier access. Seeing this, Carrie leaned over and brought her lips to Joan’s. Her tongue pried open Joan’s lips and began french kissing her. Joan’s tongue responded in kind. Carrie’s hand moved up under Joan’s shirt and pushed her bra up over her tits. She began stroking them and pinching the nipples. Joan was soon moaning in pleasure. “Lift your hips,” Carrie commanded. Joan couldn’t resist and felt her pants and panties being pulled down and off. Her shirt and bra were also removed. She was now fully exposed in a public bar to anyone who might look and and didn’t care. Carrie put a finger against her clit and started rubbing it in small circles. Joan was fast coming to an orgasm when Carrie abruptly stopped. “I should let your friend do this,” she said. For the first time, Joan realized that Mary Ann was also completely nude and in a similar state of sexual arousal. By this time, both of them so needed sexual release, it did not matter who their partner was. Although they would never have contemplated sex together under normal circumstances, they now moved together and began kissing and fingering each other. “Fuck me Mary Ann,” begged Joan. Soon they inverted themselves so that each could lick the other’s genitals as well as fingerfucking. Someone stuck fingers in both their asses, heightening the pleasure they were feeling. They each screamed as they orgasmed. As they lay back in the booth, beer bottles were shoved into both their cunts. Other women took turns sitting on their faces forcing them to lick their pussies. Meanwhile, an audience had gathered and took photos and made obscene comments about straight sluts. Their underwear was disposed of and the rest of their clothes cut down to brief tops and shorts forcing them to return to their hotel revealing pretty much all of their assets. They were still under the influence of the drugs once they got there. But what happened next is another story.

Chapter 2
Finally arriving back at their room, Joan and Mary Ann stood looking at each other trying to understand what had just happened. Mary Ann spoke first. “Joan, I don’t know what happened but I enjoyed it. And I’m still horny. Are you game?” Joan nodded yes and they moved together, their lips pressing against each other. Their mouths opened and their tongues met passionately. After kissing and hugging for several minutes, they hurriedly stripped off their tattered remnants and fell onto the bed. Mary Ann took the lead, caressing Joan’s breasts and pinching her nipples. Joan responded by leaning over and taking Mary Ann’s left nipple into her mouth and started sucking it. She reached down with her left hand and began stroking Mary Ann’s clit and sticking her finger into her pussy. “Oh God Joanie, you’re making me so hot. Give me more,” moaned Mary Ann. Joan shifted position to oblige her cousin. Using her thumb to continue rubbing Mary Ann’s clit, she gradually increased the number of fingers she was using to fuck Mary Ann from one to four as juices from her cunt began to flow. Going for broke, Joan balled up her hand and shoved it into Mary Ann. Joan couldn’t believe it. She always thought of Mary Ann as a dear friend and had never considered having sex with her or any other woman. And yet, here she was fist fucking her and enjoying it. Mary Ann was pushing hard against her hand. “Fuck me Joanie,” she pleaded. Continuing to stroke, Joan leaned down and sucked on her clit. With a scream, Mary Ann came and her juices flooded across Joan’s lips. Joan tasted them with her tongue and savored their flavor.
Joan crawled next to the collapsed Mary Ann and they exchanged caresses. After resting for a few minutes, Mary Ann moved down the bed and spread Joan’s legs. Burying her face in her pubic area, she started licking Joan’s clit and cunt. Joan moaned as she felt Mary Ann’s tongue penetrating her. Mary Ann focussed her tongue to working only on Joan’s clit and brought her fingers to Joan’s cunt and ass. Pushing a finger into each hole, she started a fucking motion. Leaving one finger to work the ass, she inserted a second and then a third finger into her cunt. She could feel Joan getting wetter, so she decided to return the favor Joan had done her. She pulled her hand out of both holes, then stuck 3 fingers up Joan’s ass and pushed her fist deep into her cunt. The sensation of being fucked in both holes was too much. Joan bucked against Mary Ann’s hands and orgasmed like she’d never done before. She could hardly breathe and went limp on the bed. Mary Ann laid beside her and they exhaustedly went to sleep.
Late the next morning, they awoke in each other’s arms and exchanged a kiss. The effect of the drugs had worn off, but they now had a completely different relationship. No words were needed. They arose to shower together. They kissed and hugged as they soaped each other’s body and rinsed clean. Joan gor a gleam in her eyes as she washed Mary Ann’s pussy area. “Let’s do something wicked,” she said. “What?” asked Mary Ann. “Let’s shave each other.” Mary Ann thought this was a great idea and they spent the next hour trimming and shaving each other. They ended by rubbing oil over the shaved areas. “Oh baby, you feel so good” Joan said. After exchanging another kiss, they helped each other dry off and get dressed. In honor of their changed status, they decided to go braless so they could enjoy each other easier.
After grabbing something to eat, they went shopping. They found a lingerie shop and modelled different items for each other. They made several purchases including some outerwear that was provocative to say the least. They decided to wear some and dispose of the clothes they were wearing. Joan chose a black thong with a matching bra with nipple cutouts. Over them she wore black tight shorts and a clingy black top so her nipples were clearly visible. Mary Ann went with a red thong and matching push up bra. She donned a red skirt with high slits and matching top with a low cut cleavage to show off her boobs. They attracted a lot of attention walking down the street. They were passing by an adult store and Joan decided to go in to check on something. In they went and in a display case was what she was looking for. A variety of strap on dildos. They examined them, finally agreeing on a choice and bought it. They decided to return to the hotel to try it out.
Once back in their room, Joan said “It was my idea so I get to wear it first.” They undressed. While Mary ann got in bed, Joan opened the box and strapped it on. It had a 10″ cock that was about 2″ around. “Do you want Momma to fuck you” she asked. “Yes, Momma. Come stick your big cock in your little girl” Mary Ann replied. Joan got beside her, kissing her, then moving down and working on both breasts with her mouth and hands. She felt Mary Ann’s nipples hardening as a result of her manipulations. She moved one hand down to her cunt, caressing her lips and getting her moist. When she felt Mary Ann was ready, she climbed on top and positioned the dildo at her opening. Easing it in, she began stroking in and out of her love hole. With their lips kissing, their breasts rubbing against each other’s, and her cock fucking Mary Ann, Joan felt she understand a little of what it must be like to be a man. To give pleasure to a woman. And from Mary Ann’s actions, she was obviously being pleasured. “Joanie, that feels so good. Give it to me harder” Mary Ann cried. Joan picked up the pace, pulling out and then shoving it back in hard. Mary Ann wrapped her legs around Joan and made mewing sounds as she orgasmed from the fucking.
She gently kissed Joan as she recovered. “Now it’s your turn” she said. Joan removed the strap on and Mary Ann put it on. No foreplay was needed as Joan was already wet from the screwing she’d just given. Mary Ann had Joan get on all fours and then mounted her from the rear doggy style. After awhile, Joan rested with her head on the bed while stroking her clit wth one hand. Mary Ann continued with her fucking as Joan neared her peak. Finally, with a muffled cry, she collapsed to the bed as she came. “That was as good as my husband ever gave me” she told her lover. “Let’s get some rest. I want to go back to that club tonight and show those lesbians what 2 old white sluts can really do!”

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Nicole has become a complete fuck bunny and slut. I take her shopping for her prom dress and a new pair of heels. Her best friend Lisa gets dumped by her boyfriend. She stays the night with us, and both girls let me glaze their beautiful toes. Things heat up between the girls that night as they sleep together. I now have two nieces to please, and to please me for the weekend.

Ping. Nicole texted Lisa a few minutes after I had fucked her ass for the first time. “Hey, girl! God, it was amazing! I’ve never experienced anything so awesome in my life!”

Ping. “Holy fuck! You did it? Damn. I am so envious of you. Tell me some more at practice on Monday. I want to hear all about it,” Lisa replied.

Nicole sent her a thumbs up and smiley face emoji.

We woke up Sunday morning, and my gorgeous niece looked at me, and said, “Good morning, lover! Want to eat my pussy for breakfast? I want some uncle milk to start my day. Let’s sixty-nine.”

I smiled at her and told her I would love to eat her pussy while she sucked me off, and told her to get on top of me. She crawled on top of me, with her face and mouth over my cock, and positioned her cunt over my mouth. Then she lowered herself onto my face, and my tongue met her pussy. She wrapped her beautiful pink lips around my dick and went to work, licking and sucking me.

I drove my tongue into her slit, and licked it vigorously. She moaned, with my cock still in her mouth, and pushed her pussy more firmly into my face. The scent of her cunt was so amazingly feminine, and was driving me insane. Her pussy juices were starting to flow and she tasted heavenly.

As she began to cum, the pace of her tongue and lips on my dick began to increase. She also made a tighter seal with her mouth around my shaft. I continued to tongue fuck her love tunnel and she began to push back and forth, fucking my tongue as it fucked her cunt. All the while, sucking and slurping me more and more enthusiastically.

I felt my balls begin the tighten and knew it was only going to be a matter of a minute or two more before I shot my spunk down her throat. Nicole sensed the impending explosion, and began to suck me even harder, while pushing her pussy up against my face, almost smothering me.

She began to move back and forth furiously, and her cunt juice started to flow freely all over my face. I was so fucking aroused at this point at the idea of my niece cumming all over my face and into my mouth, that I exploded! Hot, sticky uncle milk coated her tongue, and she began to suck even harder than before. She swallowed every drop of it, licking my shaft to ensure that there wasn’t any spunk residue left.

She lifted off of me, turned around, and laid down beside me again. “Damn, Uncle Dave. I love the way you eat my pussy. Is that how you eat mom’s pussy, too?” She asked.

I looked at her, smiled and told her, “Sweetheart, you sucked me dry. You are definitely your mom’s daughter, without question. And you taste just like her!”

She gazed at me and told me, “Thanks, baby! I’m glad I can take care of you. Now I’m really beginning to see what mom meant when she always tells me, “Your Uncle Dave always takes care of me, and will always take care of you too, honey.”

She continued, “You know, the more I think about it, the more I am sure she knows more about what we are doing than she is letting on.”

“Sweetheart, let’s just say that your mom and I don’t keep very many secrets from each other. She called me on your 18th birthday and told me, ‘Nicole is 18-years old now, honey. It’s ok.”

“I asked your mom, ‘Are you sure, Ashley? I mean, you are her mom and I don’t want us to risk the good thing we have going.’ “

“Dave, it’s ok. You know I would never let anything happen to hurt Nicole. Better she be with someone I trust, and that she trusts, than to find out about relationships with some asshole guy. I mean, look what happened in my situation. The only thing good to come out of it was Nicole.”

“Yeah, you’re right. But anything that takes place has to be totally on her terms, on her time, when she is ready. No putting ideas into her head, neither of us trying to convince her to do anything she isn’t ready to do, understand me?” I told your mom.

“Your mom said, ‘Deal. We play it cool with each other, and we let her decide what she wants, and when.’ “

“So you and mom were already ok with things with each other? So mom does know that we’ve been screwing almost every night since she left out of town?” Nicole asked.

“Well, I don’t know that she knows for a fact, but she’s not stupid either. I mean, she’s dropped hints to both of us individually, so take that for what it is, Sweetheart,” I told her.

“I’m so glad we’re having sex together, Uncle Dave. And I’m so glad that you and mom have been fucking each other for so long. I think it’s awesome that both of you love each other like that! Maybe mom, you, and me can get a place together when she comes back. I mean, then we could both share you and you could fuck either of us anytime you wanted,” she said excitedly.

“Let’s worry about that when the time comes, Sweetie. Get dressed and let’s go take you shopping. Don’t you have a prom coming up in a couple of weeks?”

Nicole squealed with excitement. She came around to my side of the bed and hugged me tightly. “Oh, Uncle Dave! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I was wondering how I was going to get one, and I didn’t want to ask mom again. When I texted her the other day about it, she told me, ‘Let me get back to you, honey. I need to see when the company is going to deposit my reimbursement expenses into my account. I’ll let you know.”

“Sweetie, I know all about it. Your mom texted me shortly after you and her had texted each other, and told me that you really wanted to go to your senior prom. She said you would need a dress and some shoes, but wasn’t sure when she would get reimbursed for first few weeks of being out there.

“I told your mom, ‘Don’t worry about it, Ashley. I’ll take care of it. My princess will not miss out on her senior prom. She will have the most beautiful dress of any girl there, I promise you. I’ve got it taken care of. Love you.”

“Your mom texted me back, ‘Dave! You are the best brother a sister could ever have! I’ll make it up to you, I promise. Can’t wait to see you! I miss you both already.” I told Nicole.

We went to the mall to shop for prom dresses. After trying on what nearly seemed like a hundred dresses, Nicole found one she really liked. It was a long, black shimmery dress that that fell almost to the top of her feet, and had one strap that went over the shoulder, leaving the other shoulder sexily bare, and just covering her luscious tits.

“What do you think, Uncle Dave? She asked.

I asked her, “What matters is what do you think, Princess?”

“I love it! I think this is the perfect dress! Can we get this one?” she said.

“Absolutely, Sweetheart. I think it looks positively gorgeous on you, but I’m biased. I’ve got the most gorgeously sexy niece around, and definitely the prettiest girl in the entire senior class!” I told her.

After changing back into her very snug, very short denim shorts, and all too tight t-shirt, she brought the dress out of the changing room with her. She looked at the price and gasped. “Holy fucking shit! It’s a fucking dress, not a gold statue!” she exclaimed. “This dress costs over $300.00, Uncle Dave!”

I came closer to her, grabbed her, looked her in the eyes, and told her, “Sweetheart, if this is the dress you really want, then it’s perfect. You only get one senior prom and I promised your mom it would be positively memorable for you. Get the dress, honey.”

She kissed me very quickly on the lips, making sure no one was around to see an 18-year old drop dead gorgeous teenage girl planting a kiss on a 34-year old guy in public. “Thank you , Uncle Dave. It’s beautiful and I love it!”

We left the store, and she said, “I know you spent a fuck ton on my dress, Uncle Dave, so we don’t have to get me a pair of shoes. The black stiletto heels I have will work really good with this dress.”

“Are you kidding me, Nicole? There is no fucking way my gorgeous niece is going to her senior prom in a beautiful dress and not be sporting the hottest pair of heels in the room,” I told her.

“God, you are so good to me, Uncle Dave. How did I get so lucky to be your princess?” she asked.

“Simple, Sweetheart. Your mom had the most beautiful little girl imaginable 18-years ago, and I told her when you born that you were my princess. That’s how,” I told her. “I have been spoiling you ever since. And your mom loves it.”

We drove to her favorite shoe store and went inside. I let her browse around until she found a couple of pair of open-toe heels that she liked. I told her to get whichever pair she wanted. She said, “I think I need to try them both on to see how they fit.”

She said, “Let’s go find a bench closer to the back of the store so I can model these for you and nobody will see us. That way it’s not suspicious,” she said with a smile.

We went to the back of the store, found a bench in the very corner, out of sight from the rest of the store. She turned and told me to take off her tennis shoes for her. Her extremely too short denim shorts were creeping up into her crotch, and she spread her legs a little further, exposing it. She grinned, and said, “Like what you see, baby? I like you giving it a good look.”

I took off both of her tennis shoes, and then she said, “Take off my socks, Uncle Dave. I going to wear the heels without any socks or panty hose, so I need to see how the fit barefooted.”

As I pulled off her socks, she cooed a little bit, saying, “Oooh. That’s kind of hot. I like the way you are so gentle with my feet.”

Once her socks were removed, she began wiggling her bright white polished toes. “Oh, that feels nice. They can breath a little bit. Kiss them for me, Uncle Dave. Aren’t they so pretty? I can’t wait to show them off for you in a minute.”

She put both feet up to my lips, and I inhaled the aroma of her beautiful toes for a brief moment. I then kissed each toe very delicately, being careful not to get to carried away as we were in a public shoe store, even though we were in a very secluded area.

“Ummm, that’s nice, baby. It’s getting me wet. We’d better stop because I don’t want anyone to see a wet spot on my pussy crotch,” she said.

Nicole then put on the first pair of heels. They were solid black with a rhinestone studded strap across the top of the foot. The heel was narrow and was about two inches high. Her toes looked magnificent in them, as did her perfectly tanned legs.

“These feel really good, and they look good, don’t they, Uncle Dave?”

“Yes, they do, Sweetheart. They look amazing on your beautiful feet,” I told her.

She took them off, and tried on the other pair. This pair was also shiny black, but had a clear strap across the top of the foot, giving a completely transparent view of her entire foot. They were also gorgeous.

Nicole posed with them on for me, and said, “What do you think? Which pair is hotter?”

“Don’t you mean which pair is prettier?” I asked her.

Smiling very slyly, and with a gleam in her eyes, she said, “No, silly. Which pair is hotter? Which pair do you think will cause the guys to stare at my toes and feet as I walk into the prom?”

Holy shit, I thought. My niece is becoming a foot slut as well as being a fuck bunny.

“Honestly, Sweetheart, I think the rhinestone strap pair is hotter.”

She smiled and said, “Yay! I think so too! Can I get them?”

I told her, “Of course, honey.”

When we got back to my place she texted Ashley.

Ping. “Mom!! Uncle Dave bought me the most beautiful prom dress, and the absolutely most gorgeous pair of heels ever!” She sent Ashley pics of both.

Ping. Ashley replied, “Honey, they are both stunning! I know you will be the most beautiful girl at the senior prom! Give your uncle a big hug and kiss for me! Miss you guys!”

Nicole came over to me, put her arms around my neck, reached up and locked her lips onto mine, and began to probe my tongue with hers. We held this embrace for several minutes and when we were done, she giggles, and said, “That’s from mom. She said to tell you thank you for taking care of me and getting the dress and heels.”

I smiled back at her.

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For the next couple of weeks, Nicole and I continued our nightly fuck fest and oral sex orgy with each other. She let me fuck her ass a few times as well, and she was becoming a complete slut niece in the bedroom.

The Wednesday afternoon before her prom that Saturday night, this happened.

“God, he is such a fucking asshole! I hate him! I hate his guts! What a fucking sleaze bag!” Lisa was crying in the locker room after soccer practice.

Nicole came over to her and asked her what happened.

Lisa told her, “God damn it! He’s a fucking asshole! My boyfriend just dumped me! I saw he had texted me while we were at practice, and I opened it, and he fucking dumped me!” She was still crying and extremely upset.

Nicole put her arm around Lisa, trying to console her. She asked, “What the fuck, Lisa? I thought you guys were good.”

“Actually, I should have seen it coming, Nicole. He’s been acting like a total dick the last couple of weeks. Never able to go out, never able to come see me. When I text him that I’m wanting to come over, he’s had some bullshit excuse every single time. Hell, he hasn’t even wanted to fuck me in two weeks,” she said.

Lisa continued, “And now this! He sent me a pic of him and some other bitch together. He texted me that her pussy was way better than mine, and that she sucks his cock better than I ever did. And he told me, her ass is so fucking tight!”

Nicole hugged her, saying, “Wait. He was not only fucking around on you, but fucking her in the ass? After telling you that really wasn’t his thing? You are better off without that bullshit, girl. He doesn’t deserve you.”

Lisa looked up at Nicole and said, “Thanks. You’re right. He doesn’t. But what about prom. We were supposed to go together. I already bought a dress, shoes, jewelry, everything.”

“Hey, I have an idea,” Nicole said. “Let’s go to prom together and make it a girls night! I don’t have a date either, but it didn’t stop me from getting a new dress and heels. It’s our senior prom! We deserve a celebration! Besides that, my Uncle Dave will take us. I know he will.”

Lisa smiled and said, “I like that idea. Let’s do it. We’re seniors and we only get one prom. Fuck everybody else. Who needs a boyfriend for prom night, right?”

“Right! We’ll have a great time! Uncle Dave has already promised me I would. So, now you are going to also have a great time! Uncle Dave won’t mind a bit.”

That night, Nicole came in after practice and told me what Lisa’s boyfriend pulled on her. I told her that was absolute bullshit and he was a complete fuckwad.

“Is it ok if Lisa stays over Friday night, Uncle Dave? She doesn’t have a ride to the prom Saturday night, so I thought maybe we could invite her over and you could take us both to get last minute shit done that morning, then take us to the prom, and pick us up later that night” she asked.

I will add at this point that Lisa was also drop dead gorgeous. She was about 5’6”, 110 pounds, with long black hair. She was of Asian descent, and had nice 32-B tits, and a beautiful little ass. She and Nicole had been best friends ever since middle school. She could definitely stay the night.

“Of course, Sweetheart. But, does she know about, you know, things?”

“Uncle Dave, we both tell each other everything! She’s totally cool with what we do. In fact, she thinks it’s pretty hot that I have a 34-year old uncle who fucks his 18-year old niece regularly. Don’t worry. She’s fine with it,” Nicole assured me. “Oh, and by the way, Lisa also has beautiful feet and pretty toes!”

Thursday, Nicole and Lisa were taking warmups during practice, and Nicole tells her, “Hey! Uncle Dave said you could stay over Friday night! He’s gonna take us to take care of our shit Saturday morning, then drop us off at prom. He’ll come get us when we’re ready.”

“Awesome! That’s so sweet of your uncle, Nicole,” Lisa said.

“We will have a great time! I can guarantee it. Our senior prom will be a memory we will never forget!” Nicole told her.

Friday evening, Lisa’s parents dropped her off at my apartment. Nicole brought her into the living room, and Lisa said, “Hi! Thank you for doing this. I really appreciate it.”

Nicole turned to her and said, “Go ahead. Ask him. Or I’ll ask him for you.”

I looked at her quizzically, and she just smiled. “Go ahead. Ask him!” She said emphatically.

Lisa looked at me, smiled, and said, “Is it ok if I call you Uncle Dave, too? I mean, if you don’t mind. I feel weird calling you ‘Dave’ and calling you ‘Mr. Jones’ seems so formal.”

“Of course you can call me Uncle Dave, Lisa. I’ll have two nieces this weekend. Are you ok with me calling you ‘Sweetheart’ like I refer to Nicole sometimes,” I asked.

Lisa’s eyes lit up and shone brightly. “I would really enjoy that, Uncle Dave. Nicole has told me that she is your princess.”

“And this weekend, both of you are my princesses!” I told them. “Now, let’s go grab some burgers for dinner.”

When we got back from dinner, I sat on the couch in the middle. Nicole sat on one side of me, and told Lisa to sit on the other side of me. I turned on Netflix and found a movie for us to watch. They both kicked off the tennis shoes and socks, and I caught Nicole winking at Lisa. She smiled back very sneakily.

They both placed their feet up on the coffee table, flexing their toes back and forth. I couldn’t take my eyes off either girls’ polished toes. Lisa’s were a soft pink, and Nicole was still wearing the bright white.

Both girls continued to give me a foot show for several minutes. Then Nicole said, “Uncle Dave, who’s toes are prettier? Mine, or Lisa’s?”

“Yeah, Uncle Dave, which one of us has prettier toes?” Lisa asked.

I continued to stare at both of their feet, thinking to myself, ‘Holy fucking fuck! My niece, and her best friend are competing for Prettiest Toes Award and I’m the judge’. They both echoed their previous question.

“Girls, that’s a very difficult decision. Nicole, I’ve loved your toes for a very long time, and they are extremely pretty,” I said.

“I know you have, Uncle Dave. You’ve glazed them a few times for me,” she interjected.

Lisa looked over at her, not quite surprised, but grinned slightly.

Continuing, I said, “And Lisa, this is the first time I have ever seen your toes but they are absolutely gorgeous as well.”

“Are they pretty enough to deserve a glazing,” she asked.

Looking at Nicole, and seeing her smile with approval, I said, “How about I kiss and suck each of your toes for a bit, then you girls decide who’s toes gets Uncle Dave’s cum?”

In unison, they both said, “Deal! Start sucking, Uncle Dave!”

Lisa and Nicole both put a foot up to my face, and I alternated kissing each polished toe on each foot. I then took each of their toes into my mouth, one by one, sucking and licking them, savoring every moment. Then they switched feet, and I did the same with all of those toes. My dick was raging hard during this toe sucking fest.

“Oh, girls. Your toes are so delicious and beautiful. I love all of them. I need to glaze these beauties pretty quick or I’m gonna waste a perfectly good load of cum,” I told them.

“Uncle Dave, do you think you have enough cum in your balls to glaze both of our feet,” Nicole said. If not, then cum all over Lisa’s toes because you can cum on mine anytime you want. Lisa’s toes are only here this weekend.”

I told her I would love to glaze all twenty of their toes and that I had a good load ready since we didn’t fuck last night. She smiled and said, “Yay!! We’re both gonna get our toes coated with uncle spunk!”

I stood up, and they positioned their beautiful feet on the couch, all next to each other, with their gorgeous polished toes gleaming and shiny. I started stroking my cock, and Lisa exclaimed, “Damn, Nicole! No wonder you let Uncle Dave fuck your pussy! My god, Uncle Dave. Your cock is spectacular! Spunk our tootsies!”

I continued to stroke for a couple of minutes, with both girls lustfully gazing at my boner, waiting for the big moment. Then it happened.

“Ohh yeah, girls!! Your toes are so gorgeous! I’m jizzing over all of them! I love your beautiful feet, ladies! So hot!”

My sperm shot out all over their feet, coating Lisa’s pink polished toes, and Nicole’s white toes with a huge load of cum. When I finished, I stood there, gazing at both of their beauty, thinking, “Wow! I just came all over two pair of the most beautiful feet I have ever seen. Damn, soccer girls are so fucking hot!”

Then, Lisa put right foot up to Nicole’s face, and Nicole did the same to Lisa. They started sucking and licking my cum off each other’s toes. When both of them had licked the other’s foot clean, they switched, licking and sucking every toe on the other foot, making sure to get all of my cum from in between each one. I was in awe.

When they were done, they smiled and me, and Nicole said, “Uncle Dave, that was fucking hot as fuck! We loved it, didn’t we, Lisa?”

“Oh, god yes! Wow, Uncle Dave! I love being your princess!’ Lisa said.

We finished with the movie, and I told them, “You girls sleep in my bed tonight since it’s a king. Nicole, I’ll sleep in yours.”

“Thanks, baby! Oh, and about tomorrow,” Nicole said. “I hope you don’t have any errands of your own to do because our stuff is gonna take a while.”

“I have the entire day blocked out for whatever you girls need,” I told them. “And, I have a surprise for you both tomorrow night, but that’s my little secret.” I smiled.

Nicole jumped up and down with excitement. “Yay! Because you are taking us for a girl spa day tomorrow. We can’t go to prom with our toes not being freshly done, so we have an appointment tomorrow morning to get new pedicures. You can watch us get them done. In fact, you get to pick the color we get them polished!”

She continued, “Then we have appointments to get a facial spa treatment after that. Gotta have our beauty showing through, don’t we, Lisa?”

Lisa smiled and nodded.

“Lisa, you tell him the best part of the day! And guess what, Uncle Dave, you can watch this too!”, Nicole said.

Lisa giggled, and then very happily exclaimed, “We’re gonna get our pussies waxed. I just did mine a couple of weeks ago, but I want it smooth for prom.”

“Yeah, mine’s still pretty smooth, right Uncle Dave? But since it’s prom night, and we’re already getting facials, manicures, and pedicures, I figured I might as well wax my pussy instead of coming back in a week or two.” Nicole said.

“Yes, Sweetie. Your pussy is still so smooth and soft, but it definitely makes sense to get it all done at once,” I said. “And are you sure they will let me watch them wax your cunts?”

“Of course they will, baby. I already told them that we wanted to give you a nice show. The lady who does mine told me, “It’s ok with me as long as it’s ok with you. Lots of husbands and boyfriends watch their ladies’ pussies get waxed. I told her you were my uncle, and she said, “I’ve known that for a while, young lady. I think it’s sweet that your uncle makes sure you are well-taken care of. See you Saturday.”

I thought to myself, ‘Damn. Nicole has gone full-blown slut, completely.’ I was so excited that I was not only going to see her pussy get silky smooth, but also getting the chance to see Lisa’s pussy get waxed.

I kissed both girls, deeply on the lips, and Lisa said, “Ummm. I think I really like being your niece.”

“I think I like having two nieces very much,” told her. “Good night, girls!”

“Good night, Uncle Dave!” They both said in unison.

“Holy shit! That was so hot, Nicole! And I loved sucking your toes and licking your uncle’s cum off them.” Lisa said.

Nicole replied, “It was fucking hot, wasn’t it! And your toes were absolutely luscious, covered in my uncle’s cum.”

They went to bed, and closed the door. I heard it lock behind them.

As Lisa and Nicole both crawled into bed, neither of them put on a night shirt. They rolled over and faced each other, caressing each other’s cheek.

“I have been waiting for this for quite a while,” said Lisa. “It’s been too long since we made out.”

Nicole said, “I know. It has been too long. But I didn’t want to interfere with you and your now ex-boyfriend. That wouldn’t have been cool.”

“I understand,” Lisa said. “But still, we used to make out all the time, and now we can. Are you cool with going any further than that? I’m so fucking horny from earlier, I can’t stand it. But if you only want to make out, just like we always have, I’m good with fingering my pussy till I get off.”

“Lisa, my Uncle Dave has eaten my pussy quite a bit since we started fucking, and it is absolutely fabulous! We have both told each other how pretty we think the other one is over the last few years, and I find you very sexy. Especially after sucking your toes. You made my pussy so wet!” Nicole said.

They began to kiss, Frenching each other for several minutes. Their hands moved to each other’s pussies and they started to rub and finger the other’s fuck hole. This continued for quite a while, with both of them becoming wetter and wetter.

“Get on top of me, Lisa. I want to eat your Asian pussy!” Nicole said.

Lisa turned around, her face now staring at Nicole’s beautiful pink slit and she said, “Oh God, Nicole! We need to fuck each other with our tongues! Lick my cunt, sweetie! I’m gonna lick yours into oblivion!”

They started to lick each other’s fuck slit, grabbing each other’s legs and pulling them closer to their face. Both began to lap and probe their partner’s pussy, moaning in ecstasy as they stuck their tongues deeper into each other.

Nicole made the first move. She took her tongue out of Lisa’s cunt, and began to suck on her love button very strongly.

Lisa began to shake a little, and simultaneously began to flick Nicole’s honey bean. Both of them began to quiver, both were moaning and oohing while continuing to suck clits together.

A few seconds later, both Lisa and Nicole began to tremble and buck against each other’s face, with both of them squirting cunt juice all over each other’s chin. Both of them began to slurp and suck the pussy nectar that was flowing from their lover’s fuck tunnel.

When they both came down from this sixty-nine bliss, Lisa crawled up to Nicole, and they began to French kiss again for several minutes, getting a taste of their own pussy juices.

“Wow! That was so intense! I can’t believe we just ate each other’s cunt! It was so amazing,” Nicole told Lisa.

Lisa said, “God damn! My pussy has never ever been licked like that ever!! You, my dear, are the best pussy licker around!”

“Thanks, honey. But there’s someone who licks pussy even better than I do.” She said,

“Who? Because that was fucking awesome! I want that tongue again. We need to do this more often,” Lisa said.

“My Uncle Dave licks pussy better than me, I can assure you. You’ll see. Really soon. And yes, you and I are going to be eating each other’s cunt very often.” Nicole said.

“Nicole?” said Lisa.

“What, baby?”

“Would you get mad if I told you something?” Lisa asked.

Nicole, already suspecting where this was headed, said, “You most certainly can, Lisa. In fact, tomorrow night when we get back from prom, I want you to eat my pussy while you let Uncle Dave fuck you. Then I’m gonna eat yours while he fucks me!”

Lisa smiled, caressed her cheek and said, “Damn! I love being your uncle’s new niece.”

Nicole said, “Just wait. You are going to become his princess, for real! And not just for this weekend, either. You and I are going to sister princesses for a long time!” She kissed her and they both fell asleep in each other’s arms.

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Gail’s day quickly turns from dull to exciting, when an appointment becomes very interesting..

Gail got out of bed after laying there naked for fifteen minutes wondering if that day would be as uninteresting as most of the others. While crossing the bedroom she stopped and looked in the mirror at her naked body. “Well, not bad for 46″ she said out loud. Her breasts were slightly droopy but nothing drastic. Her pussy was not shaved but had been trimmed regularly. Her hair was a luscious brown, and thanks to the dye she used, her roots were the same colour. She’d always been proud of her figure and looks, even after her husband left her for a 20 something secretary that worked in his office.

Her left hand moved down between her legs and her middle finger stroked her pussy lips. She often played with herself while looking in the mirror, either standing up, or laying on her bed. She imagined it was somebody else’s fingers making her wet. As her finger pushed slowly inside she heard her phone ring. “Shit” she said, walking over to her dressing table and picking it up. It was the will-writing company that she’d contacted a few days ago to make an appointment. Gerry, the rep, would be over to see her at 2:30 as agreed. She wondered what Gerry would look like. Would he be tall and handsome? Would he look like the men in her fantasies when her fingers are playing between her legs?

At 2:35 the doorbell rang and Gail opened the door to see a tall well dressed woman standing there. Blonde, in her 50s, good figure and a nice two piece suit. “Hi she said, “I’m Jerry Dale, you were expecting me”. ” Oh …… er…… hello…..” Gail said. “I’m er sorry, I just, er…”. ” Let me guess, said the woman “you were expecting a man”. “Yes, I suppose I was” said Gail, “come in”.

The will writing took just over an hour, and for a lot of that time Gail couldn’t help glancing at the woman’s long legs, gorgeous hair, and attractive face. “Well” she thought to herself “she certainly makes me look plain”. Jerry turned to her and said, “that’s it all done, so, on the questionnaire you said you were divorced. So no current man in your life at the moment ?” “No” said Gail, ” no man for lots and lots of moments “. “Do you want one” said Jerry, putting her hand on Gail’s shoulder, “because some people think a woman can be better”. Gail didn’t know how to answer, and before she could think what to say, she felt the other woman’s hand move to the back of her neck and start to caress it. “How does that feel, Gail” said Jerry softly, ” I want you to tell me”. ” er.. er.. nice” Gail replied, her voice shaking a little. After a few minutes of stroking Gail’s neck and hair Jerry noticed that Gail’s eyes were closed. ” If you want me to kiss you, all you have to do is ask” she whispered. Gail thought for a second and said “please will you kiss me Jerry”. The older woman leaned forward and smiled, as she saw Gail’s lips slowly part. Their mouths met and Jerry slipped her tongue into Gail’s open mouth. Gail moved her hand behind Jerry’s head and pulled it towards her own, experiencing feelings that she’d not had for years. “Please Jerry” she said, “please let me have more. The older woman slowly moved Gail onto the floor and laid beside her, still kissing her deeply, but with her hand caressing her breast. Gail undid the buttons on her blouse and opened it up so that her lover had better access to her body. Jerry lifted Gail’s bra over her breasts, and moved her fingers onto the nipples, squeezing one and then the other, still with their tongues dancing together.

By now Gail’s mind was in turmoil, she’d not done anything like this with another female since her schooldays, but she decided to do something to Jerry and move her hand to the other woman’s breast, squeezing it through the blouse. Jerry immediately moved her hand away saying,”not yet darling, just let me do you”. Her hand moved between Gail’s legs, a job made easier, as Gail’s skirt had ridden up almost to her waist. In a matter of seconds she had pulled Gail’s lacy panties off and had her hand between the ever widening legs, and her finger was rubbing a very wet clitoris. Gail was continuously moaning into Jerry’s mouth, as she felt her excitement mounting, and her moans became a long cry of joy as she felt two fingers enter her, closely followed by a third. Her hips started to gyrate up and down, in time with the older woman’s fingers going in and out of her soaking wet hole. Their lips were still clamped together as Gail was tipped over the edge into the most powerful orgasm she could remember. Her cries and screams were lost in the depths of the other woman’s mouth.

As she came down from her shuddering climax, and Jerry’s fingers slowly came out of her, their lips parted. Gail felt suddenly alone. “Oh my God” she said, ” Wow……. that was soooooo good. My mouth is going to be sore now “. As she looked on, Jerry stood up, unzipped her skirt to reveal hold up stockings and a red thong. She took the thong off, stood astride Gail’s head, and said, ” not as sore as it will be in about 20 minutes time darling”. As Gail saw the smoothly shaved cunt descending towards her face, she wondered how soon she could phone up and make an appointment to re-write her will. Then as her lover’s wetness covered her lips and tongue she had other things to think about.

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Hi there. This is the 3rd version of the first part of my story. Hopefully this time there are no HTML-fragments in.This story contains incest so if you don’t like it or you don’t want to read that please choose another story. Fave fun, write comments and rate it.

Vacation with my family

Hi everybody! I am Stephanie or just Steph like all my friends call me and this story is about the first sexual vacations with my family.

But first of all let me introduce you to my family. There is my dad Peter, my mom Cynthia, my little brother Chris, my little sister Sarah and of course me.

For being 39 my dad is still a hot looking man. Being 6 feet and 1 inch (for metric readers: 1.86m) and having well shaped muscles he looks marvelous. But the best parts are his deep blue eyes and his short blonde hair.

My mom looks like being 25 although she is 36 and has a breathtaking body. Although she is rather short (5 feet 4 inches [metric: 1.63]) her legs are longer than everything. She is proud of having a nice firm round butt and really nice 36C boobs. She has an angelic face surrounded by straight long blonde hair and deep blue eyes.

Chris (15) is a younger version of his father and if you compare pictures of him and my father when he was 15 you can‘t see any differences.

Sarah and me are younger copies of our mother with only small differences. Sarah has curled blonde hair while mine is straight as well. For being only 13 Sarah has developed nice and firm 32A cups. She is a little smaller than me but an eyecatcher like our mom or me.

And last but not least it’s me, Steph. I am 16 but as developed as my mom having a 36C and her long legs. By only being 5 feet ‘tall’ these beautiful firm tits are more noticeable than my mom‘s. But enough of us, our vacations waits…

It all started on the last school day before the summer-break. All of us were looking forward to our summer holidays at a sunny beachside. 3 weeks of laying in the sun, swimming, surfing and barbequing. What a paradise…

When the school bell rang the last time I sprang up and headed towards my car in no time. As usual I had to wait until Chris came out of the building followed by a whole bunch of girls. You have to know that every girl in his class and even girls form my class wanted to date him. He is in the football team and plays very well. Even his coach says that he will get a stipendium for university. Because of this and the fact that he is good looking and kind to every person, all girls want to date him.

After saying „good bye“ and „have nice holidays“ and a lot of hugging we finally drove off to Sarah’s school to get her as well.

When we arrived at home mom and dad had loaded dads truck with all our luggage so that we only had to take our stuff. Our parents waited until it was evening so that we did not get any trouble with traffic jams and we headed towards our beach-house.

During our long drive through the night we kids slept, heard music or relaxed until we arrived there in the afternoon. Chris, Sarah and me helped to get everything in and started to unpack our stuff. Mom and dad of course got the master’s bedroom, because Sarah and me had to share a bedroom we got second biggest and Chris got his own.

Sarah and I helped each other putting our stuff into the wardrobes when some little black thing dropped out of her luggage. I saw it only for some seconds because Sarah quickly picked it up and put it back while she got bright red.

“Sarah what was that?” – “No… nothing special, only a … a waterproof purse…”

“Oh come on Sarah, that didn’t look like that. More or less it looked like a little thing with which you can have much fun.” – “No Steph, it’s only a purse…”

“If this is a purse you can show me.”

Turning red again Sarah shook her head. “I don’t want to. It is … it is…”

“It’s O.K. Sarah I know that this isn’t a purse.”

Ashamed Sarah sat on the bed almost crying. I sat next to her putting my arms around her.

“Sarah everything is fine. I don’t want to have this little pocket rocket back. Take it as a little gift. I don’t want to see my little sister ashamed or crying so stop it, please. There is nothing bad about using such devices, it absolutely normal.”

Sarah looked at me “Really? You are not mad that I stole it from you? I… I just wanted to try out but I had not the heart to do so. Do you really think this is normal?”

“Of course. It is not evil and you are no pervert to do that, it is completely normal and one of the best things in the world. Trust me you will love it!”

“Steph, when did you start to play with yourself?”

“I discovered this pleasure when I was 12 while I was showering… This warm water and the massage of the water-streams… it was amazing. Since there I started to masturbate.”

Sarah watched me shocked. “Shhhh… don’t call it this way. Mom and dad could possibly hear us!”

“But that’s how it is called… Masturbation. But if you feel better with ‘pumping the pussy’, ‘fingering’, ‘jill off’ or ‘beating the bean’ I will call it that way.”, I smiled.

She once again turned bright red: “Stop it, please! Call it ‘masturbate’ but please don’t use the others again, O.K.?”

“As you wish, my little prudish sis. By the way when did you start to ‘masturbate’?”

“I think I started with it when I was 12. My friends told me that they have done it and that they liked it. The only topic they chatted was ‘playing’ and I wanted to chat with them as well. At first it was strange but after some practice it got better and better.”

“Sarah, please be honest. Have you ever tried some objects or did you always use your fingers?”

“Well… at the beginning I only used my fingers. Some month ago my friends started to speak about the objects they sometimes use. They spoke about candles and even some vegetables and I was shocked. On the other hand I wanted to know how it feels but even after days and weeks of thinking I had no idea until I remembered your little pocket rocket. That was two weeks ago but until now I was too frightened to try it.”

“One last thing I would like to know, after that you can ask whatever you want. Did you ever had an orgasm?”

“I don’t know, how does it feel? Is it good?”

“Oh yes, it is the best feeling in the world. But I think that you had none until now otherwise you would know what I mean. But I think you will soon feel it. So now do you want to know something?”

“Is it really no problem for you that I stole your pocket rocket? I mean you couldn’t use it…”

“No, since I started to use that toy I bought some others so it is not a problem.”

Sarah got big eyes by her surprise. “You have more than that thing? What is it? How does it look? Is it ‘good’?”

“Slow down a bit little Miss Masturbation. And yes, I have more than that one. At least I have four more. Two of them are vibrators and the other two are normal dildos. Both vibrators look like the pocket rocket you have but are bigger. One of the dildos looks like a real penis with the head and even balls and the other one looks like the vibrators but without the vibration. And another time ‘Yes’ they are really good.”

Sarah’s mouth dropped down as she heard about my little collection. She even did not say anything to the name I given her.

“Do you have one with you? I would like to see it.”

“Of course I have two of them here. One vibrator and one dildo but I don’t show them to you now. You have to wait until tonight.”

“Please! Show them to me now.”

“Sorry for that sis but you have to wait and maybe you will get a bit excited. We have to unpack our stuff and after that I want to go to the beach. You can come with me and maybe we will continue our little chat.”

After some minutes in which Sarah tried to convince me to show the toys to her we continued our work. We finished everything and got ready for the beach but mom told us that lunch would be ready soon so we changed our plans and went to our Jacuzzi. Sarah wore a nice black swimsuit and I chose a light blue monokini. As soon we got in, Sarah started to chat again.

We chatted at least for one hour about masturbation, toys and other fun until our mom called us in so we dried us and went in. After dinner mom and dad had to go shopping because they realized they forgot most of our food and Chris went out to the beach for some surfing.
As soon Sarah and I were alone she came to me asking if she could see them finally.

“Sarah calm down. This isn’t a big thing. I will show you my toys but you have to promise one thing. You will not tell anybody anything about this. Is that OK for you?”

“I swear that I will not tell anybody anything.”

“Good little Miss Masturbation.”, I smiled. “Now come with me.”

We went to our room and Sarah sat on the bed while I picked my backpack and took out my toys. “Here they are.” I laid them onto the bed and Sarah almost collapsed.

“Ohhh… my… gosh… These ones are soooo huge… Actually I was afraid to try your little pocket rocket but seeing these giants I’m really afraid.”

“Oh little baby sis, there’s nothing to be afraid off. They are bigger than yours but they are average-sized. They are only 8 inches long and 2 inches thick. There are even bigger and longer ones available.”

“Really? Doesn’t it hurt as hell? When I masturbate I sometimes put my finger into me and at the beginning it hurt. Now it doesn’t hurt anymore but it feels so tight. I can’t imagine how this should fit in.”

“You are right Sarah. It is tight but after some practicing your pussy is stretched enough so that you can put these into you. It doesn’t hurt but gives you the best feeling on earth.”

“Steph, as long as you don’t prove this I can’t believe you.”

“What? Are you kidding Sarah? I will not ram that dildo into my pussy as long you are watching.”

“But you could possibly show me how I have to do that. If I watch you do it my fear will be gone and I will try it as well. And by the way, didn’t you tell me that this is the most natural thing in the world? Why would you be so cruel not to share your knowledge and techniques with your little sister?”

“You won. I will give you a little show but you have to do one thing. You have to turn me on a bit by fingering your little pussy in front of me. Just close your eyes imagine you are alone in your room and you want it.”

Sarah got bright red: “I… I’m not sure if I can do that. It is difficult while you are watching me.”

“For me it’s as difficult as for you plus I will use my little purple friend.” ,with that I raised the purple dildo.

“Fine, I will try it.”

Sarah lay back on the bed, closed her eyes and started to slide her fingers over her breasts. In no time I could see her hard nipples poke through her swimsuit. Her left hand started to caress them while her other hand ran down her belly and landed on her crotch. With two fingers she started to pinch her nipples. Her breathing became flatter when her fingertips met her slit and started to massage it. She shoves the material of her swimsuit into it and I could see my sisters beautiful camel toe the first time. After some minutes of doing so her fingers reached under the fabric and pulled it away. Her wonderful naked pussy appeared and she dug her fingers deep between her outer lips.

Within seconds I noticed that I was getting wet as hell and I immediately pulled away the fabric of my monokini and started finger-fucking me. After some more minutes Sarah finally pushed one finger into her lovely fucking hole which gave me another kick. I entered my dripping pussy with two more fingers and stretched it more. I grabbed my dildo, shove it into my mouth and sucked it a bit. Then I noticed Sarah looking at me with her finger still inside.

“Now the important part will start.” , I said and lined up the head of the dildo with my pussy.

“I will show you how it will not hurt.”

With that I started rubbing the head up and down my slit a few times.

“When your toy is wet enough you can start to penetrate yourself but always start slow.”

I slowly shove half of the head into me and pulled it out slowly again.

“You can repeat it as often as you wish and then shove in more and more. But be sure that it doesn’t hurt.”

I repeated it three times and then pushed the cock deeper into my waiting slit.

“Push as deep as you like and pull it then almost out again. Do so at what speed you like. That’s it.”

I ended my explanations and started to pump my pussy deeper and quicker. I used more and more speed and power until my hand started to clap against my pussy producing smacking sounds. This kind of fucking I like most, hard, deep and with high speed.

I recognized that Sarah now used two fingers to fuck her pussy which sent a thrill through my whole body. With my free hand I started pinching my nipples and soon felt a rising pressure inside my fuck hole. My breath speeded up and suddenly there was the edge. I pumped my raging pussy with two more almost violent strokes and started cumming.

My legs started to spasm I screamed and my pussy started spraying. Wave after wave of ecstasy shot through me while my body buckled up and down. When my orgasm started to subside I looked to Sarah. She had stopped masturbating and watched me shocked.

“Steph? Are you alright? Did you hurt yourself?”

“Everything’s OK. Hui… that was an amazing orgasm… One of the best I had until now. Maybe because I could watch your finger fucking your little pussy. And no, I did not hurt myself. Sometimes it looks like pain but this was pure pleasure, believe me.”

Still a bit worried Sarah looked at me. “Will this happen to me as well?”

“I hope so. As I said this is one of the best feelings you can feel and I promise you that you will love it.”

“Steph? When you started to go crazy I stopped and now I need a little relief. Could you please give me the little rocket? It is in my backpack in the last pocket.”

“Of course lil baby sis. Can I watch? It makes my so fucking horny…”

I tried to walk over to Sarah’s backpack but had to hold me somewhere several times until my legs stopped to shake.

“Sure. You can watch. I saw you and it would be bitchy not letting you.”

“You are soo sweet.”

Finally I got her bag and found her little vibrator.

“Sarah I have a better idea. Please don’t freak out but why you don’t let me play with you a bit? I know exactly what is good and what not.”

Once again Sarah looked at me with a worried face. “I… I don’t know… isn’t this illegal? I mean isn’t this incest or something like that?”

“No, of course not. Incest would be if Chris or dad would fuck you or me. This is more like best girlfriends exploring each other’s body. Playing a bit, training kissing and so on. We can’t get each other’s pregnant so it is not incest.”

“Sounds logical… OK if you want you can masturbate me but please, be kind.”

“I will but this is not called ‘masturbate you’ but ‘fuck you’. It is only called ‘masturbation’ if you play with yourself.”

“Steph, please be kind while you ‘fuck’ me.”

“I will, lil baby sis, I will. Just relax, lay down and enjoy it.”

With that I bent over her body and pressed a soft kiss onto her nipple. With my hands I started to tease her other nipple.

A soft moan left Sarah’s mouth.

My other hand slowly moved down her belly and stopped at the beginning of her public hair. “You should start to shave your little pussy. A bald shaved pussy is far more attractive than a hairy one. If you don’t know how you shave down there, I will show it to you.” With that I began to tongue her nipple while her other one was a bit twisted and pinched. Her moanings got louder as my fingertips reached her magic knob and started to play with it. Drawing circles around it got it warder and bigger until I thought it would be perfect.

“If you like playing with your nipples please do so I have to concentrate on another important part of your body.”

In no time her hands started to pinch and twist her nipples even harder than I did while my now free hand started to massage her outer lips and slit. Her moans got even louder as my fingertip penetrated her hole. Slowly I shove my finger deeper into her while my other fingers massaged her clit. I have to say that that pussy was tight as hell but after some more minutes of finger fucking and stretching I could shove in another one. Without stopping my finger fuck I positioned myself between her legs so that I could see her pussy clearly. Sarah had her eyes closed so I decided I would do some unexpected. I stopped the clit massage and gave her a big lick right there.

Her eyes shot open and at first I thought she would kill me for that but all she said was “Do it again!”

That was all I wanted to hear so I started to tongue her clit more and more. My best girlfriend taught me how to eat out a pussy in the best way by writing the alphabet with your tongue over the clit and that was what I did.

Sarah started almost screaming when I reached ‘H’ but then I played my last ace.
I turned my fingers in her hole and searched her g-spot. I found this soft and spongy area and immediately started to finger fuck and massage it.

This drove Sarah over the edge and she felt her first orgasm. She started to scream and moan uncontrollable, her legs spasmed and her eyes rolled back while a huge amount of cum shot out of her pussy and all over my fingers and face.

I was happy that my lil sis finally had her first orgasm. In that moment I realized that someone was standing in the open door watching us.

to be continued…

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kisses
Lara

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Here’s a real-life story about lemons being turned into lemonade. It’s all about how I lost a girlfriend, back when I was a young man, and then unexpectedly gained an incredible sexual experience, as a direct result.

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A Tale of Two “Tribbies”
by rat_race

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I could barely believe what I was seeing with my own eyes. And it was all taking place right in front of me, in real time. My ex-girlfriend, Susie–who used to be my girlfriend, up until about a week ago–was “getting it on” with her best friend, Sharon, in the back yard of Sharon’s house.

Meanwhile, my friend, Davy–who was Susie’s older brother–and I were both hiding in the shadows behind the 5-foot-tall rock wall that separated Sharon’s back yard from her neighbor’s back yard, and we were secretly witnessing those two young dishwater blondes, who were so caught up in the throes of their own lesbian passions that they never noticed our two pairs of peeping Tom eyes that were popped up just over the top of that rock wall that evening.

Barely one week before this, Davy, Sharon, Susie and I were all part of the same Scooby Gang. And we had been for quite some time. We all lived on the same street in my neighborhood, and we were all close to the same age. So we related to each other very well. We used to hang out together all the time.

But what we four Scooby Gangers all really loved to do the most, was to secretly sneak out of our respective homes very late at night, and then rendezvous together somewhere outside in the shadows behind the trees and bushes and other neighbors’ houses, so that we could sit and talk, and basically enjoy each other’s company. And believe it or not, it was that innocent. Talking quietly and joking around occasionally was pretty much all that we ever did together, whenever we would sneak out at nights like that.

Oh, yeah. There was one more thing. I also used to hold hands with Susie, and put my arm around her shoulders or her waist, and even lean over from time to time and give Susie a big juicy kiss on the lips, because she was my girlfriend at the time, and we were “going steady” with each other.

If you want to get a good idea of what Susie looked like, just picture the girl Muppet (the one named “Janice”) who was the guitarist for the Muppet rock house band on The Muppet Show. In other words, my girlfriend, Susie, had mastered that classic thin, lanky “California girl” look. And just like her Muppet counterpart, Susie was also virtually flat-chested.

But honestly, that didn’t matter me at all. In fact, believe it or not, to this very day, flat-chested or small-breasted women turn me on the most. And I was head-over-heels for Susie at the time. I loved the way that her entire body looked, just as much as I loved the person who was inside that awesome-looking “California girl” body of hers.

And so you can imagine my disbelief and total shock when Susie had met with me in private just the week before, and told me that she was breaking up with me. I was devastated by that unexpected piece of news!

My friend, Davy, on the other hand, was nothing less than elated when he found out about Susie breaking up with me. Susie was his younger sister, by about a year. And he wasn’t too thrilled that his little sister had taken a liking to his long-time friend.

Davy was about a year older than me. But despite our age difference, we were very close friends, and had been for many years. Shortly after I had reached puberty, Davy had taken me under his wing and patiently taught me all about “masturbation,” and “sperm,” and other sexually-related stuff like that.

So Davy and I had a special bond, and one which had been unintentionally threatened by my romantic relationship with Susie, over the last several months. Basically, during the daylight and evening hours, I was hanging out more and more with Susie, and less and less with Davy. But late at night, our whole Scooby Gang still continued to get together to sneak out–that is, until Susie finally broke up with me, which brought everything to a grinding halt.

Then about a week later, on a Friday night at around 2:00 AM, I was woken up by the high-pitched sound of a coin being steadily-but-gently tapped against the glass of my bedroom window. And so I got up out of bed and went to the window to investigate. And there was Davy on the other side of the glass pane, motioning for me to open the window up.

When I did, Davy explained to me in a forced whisper that he knew exactly why Susie had broken up with me, and that he wanted me to sneak out with him right away, so that he could show me why.

To be sure, that was a very cryptic thing for me to hear coming out of Davy’s mouth. But of course, it did manage to pique my interest enough to make me quickly get dressed, and climb out of my bedroom window to join my friend in whatever “unexpected adventure” that he obviously had planned for the two of us that night.

As soon as I was standing in the grass on the outside of my bedroom window and had closed the window behind me, Davy took off, walking down the street towards Sharon’s house at a very brisk pace.

I naturally followed him, wondering why he was taking me towards Sharon’s house. “Why are we going to Sharon’s?” I asked, struggling to keep up with Davy’s energetic pace.

“Shhhh. Just be very quiet and follow me, okay? You’ll see for yourself soon enough,” Davy quickly reprimanded me.

And with that, Davy walked past Sharon’s house to her next-door neighbor’s house on the other side, before carefully opening the gate, and entering that neighbor’s back yard. I followed right behind Davy, and he ever-so-gently coaxed the gate closed behind us, leaving us both standing on the long, narrow strip of land between the neighbor’s garage wall and the 5-foot-tall rock wall immediately to our left. It was a warm, clear, moonlit summer night. And it was very dark outside.

“What are we here for?” I asked again, but this time in a very soft whisper, directed into Davy’s right ear.

“Shhh,” Davy whispered back, just as quietly, “They’ll hear us.”

“Who’ll hear us?” I whispered back.

“Shut up, and just listen, okay?” Davy advised me.

And sure enough, I could hear all sorts of subdued, strange sounds coming from Sharon’s back yard. They were those special little sucking and licking kinds of wet sounds that only human lips and mouths can make. And then I heard a soft, whimpering-through-the-nose kind of sound come from what was unmistakeably a girl’s voice; followed and overlapped by an open-mouthed, breathy, long-lasting “ahhhhhh” sound, obviously coming from a different girl’s mouth.

Davy went over to the rock wall and peeked over the top of it, motioning for me to follow suite. So I went up to the wall, just a few feet on the over side of Davy. I stood up on my tiptoes, and peeked over the wall, just like Davy was doing.

Before me, was a scene that I could have never imaged in my wildest dreams! On the other side of the rock wall was the clothesline in Sharon’s back yard. You know? The kind with two, rounded, “T”-shaped, metal posts on each end, and four wires strung across tautly between the the two posts, which are about 20 feet apart from each other. Well tonight, one of the four clothesline wires was being used as the roof structure for a large makeshift tent, that had obviously been created by clothes-pinning several bedsheets together, and then using rocks on each corner of the sheets, to hold them down and form a classic tent-looking upside-down “V” shape, that was wide-open at each end of the makeshift tent.

The back porch light was on the far side of the makeshift tent, and shining through the flimsy cotton sheet “walls” of the tent, so that I could clearly make out the shadowy outline of two female bodies that were moving all around very close together, wrapped in an embrace. And thanks to all the little slurp-slurp sounds they were making, it was obvious that these two girls were “getting it on” with each other.

Then I heard a very soft Sharon’s voice say something like, “Ooh, yeah. That’s it, baby.”

And then an equally-subdued Susie’s voice said something like, “Yeah. You like that, don’t you?”

“I don’t just like it. I love it. And I love you,” said Sharon’s voice, which was still barely above the level of a whisper.

“I love you, too,” Susie’s whispery voice replied.

Davy and I moved down the wall a little ways, until we could finally peek over and see directly into one of the wide-open ends of the large, upside-down “V”-shaped tent.

What Davy and I initially saw took my breath away for a few moments. Susie was lying on top Sharon, passionately French-kissing her, while she was actively fingering Sharon’s pussy.

Susie had a T-shirt-style, below-the-knee length nightshirt on. But it was hiked up around her waist, with her bare slender hips and tight butt-cheeks hanging out, because she wasn’t wearing any panties. At this point, Susie’s breasts were still hidden up under her lightweight, plain-looking nightshirt. But keep in mind that Susie’s “breasts” were really not much more than just glorified, puffed-out, enlarged nipples anyway.

Sharon, on the other had, definitely could have worked at Hooters, if she had wanted to. But right now, she was lying on her back–on top of what looked like an opened-up sleeping bag–underneath Susie. Sharon had her head on a pillow, and she had her legs spread far apart, in order to give Susie easy access to her bare, hairy honeypot.

And just like Susie, Sharon was wearing what I initially thought was a below-the-knee length nightshirt, with no panties on. But Sharon had her nightshirt hiked all the way up under her chin, with her bare voluptuous breasts hanging out underneath the crumpled-up material of her nightshirt (which I later realized was actually a lightweight, summer-style nightgown). And she had a cupped hand around each fleshy globe on either side of her chest, as she was squeezing and massaging her own bulbous breasts, while she was letting Susie finger-fuck her pussy.

Perhaps the best part, was that the two girls just happened to be facing the other direction under the tent, so that Davy and I were treated to the “feet, legs and crotches” view of their lovemaking. From this angle–and thanks to the back porch light that was steadily shining through the cotton sheet tent wall on the far side, making the whole inside of the tent glow like a giant open-ended lantern against the dark sky outside–it was easy for us boys to see each girl’s pussy, and to see just how differently their two pussies looked from one another. For example, Susie’s pussy mound was noticeably smaller than Sharon’s, and it wasn’t anywhere near as hairy as Sharon’s was, either.

As Davy and I continued our peeping Tom activities, it didn’t take long at all for my penis to become fully-erect. And naturally, I did the one thing that I always do whenever that happens, and I’m alone somewhere: I reached down into my crotch and began fondling my clothing-covered penis.

And then I remembered that Davy was standing just a few feet away from me. So I glanced over at Davy for just a moment, and even though it was very dark where we were standing, I could tell from the outline of his body, that he already had his hand down in his own crotch, and he was doing the exact same thing that I was.

The two girls “went at it” for quite a while, with Susie French-kissing Sharon while she was energetically finger-fucking her pussy. And of course, Sharon would writhe around underneath Susie, each time that Susie was making her cum.

And then all of the sudden, Susie sat up and pulled her fingers out of Sharon’s pussy. And I heard Susie ask Sharon, “Are you ready, sweetie?”

“Oh, yeah,” Sharon quickly answered back.

All I could think was, Why are you asking Sharon if she’s ready? And what exactly is she ready for?

Then the very next thing that Susie started doing to Sharon literally made me cum in my pants.

While Sharon continued lying on her back with her legs spread apart, Susie repositioned her body over Sharon’s, so that she was sitting up, with her legs in a scissored position with Sharon’s legs. Susie now had her bare vulva pressed right up against Sharon’s bare vulva, with her pussy crack at about a 45-degree angle to Sharon’s pussy crack.

Then Susie began humping away at Sharon’s already-wet pussy mound, acting as if she were actually fucking Sharon.

And that’s when I automatically orgasmed, unloading a whole wad of sperm directly into the crotch of my “tighty whities.”

At the time, I didn’t know that “tribbing” even existed, much less that it actually had a name. But there I was that night, secretly witnessing it happen right in front of me, in all of its full-blown glory. To be honest with you, it was almost too exciting to watch. But I also couldn’t bring myself to pull my eyes away.

Susie rubbed her vulva against Sharon’s very slowly and methodically at first. But pretty soon, Susie was literally slapping her mound up against Sharon’s on each inward hip-thrust, just like a super-horny, dick-less bunny rabbit who was on a mission to make baby bunnies with Sharon.

While Susie was doing that, Sharon reached across and pulled Susie’s nightshirt up over her head, taking it completely off. Then Sharon reached up and started tweaking Susie’s tiny titties between her fingertips.

Susie responded by reaching down and grabbing hold of Sharon’s “C”-cup size breasts, one in each hand. And she just held onto them, as she was leaning back, looking upward towards the top of the tent, while she continued humping away at Sharon’s pussy, until she finally orgasmed.

And it was very easy to tell when Susie started cumming, because not only did I see her entire body shudder convulsively, as well as hear her make some pretty strange gurgling noises and vocalizations, but I also saw her squirting all over Sharon’s pussy and lower abdomen.

Of course, at the time, I thought that Susie was peeing all over Sharon’s pussy. And that thought only served to quickly get my dick rock-hard again, inside my already-gooey and sticky underwear.

And that was a pretty painful experience at first–and one which I’m sure that most you guys out there can relate to–because by the time that my dick had begun “growing” again and stiffening up, the tip of it (where my piss-hole slit is located) was already sperm-glued to the inside of the front panel of my cotton underwear. I had to literally yank the glued underwear panel away from the tip of my dick, so that it could keep on “growing” and become erect inside of my pants again. The worst part was that I couldn’t make a sound while I was doing that. The best part was that the stinging pain only lasted for a couple of seconds.

At any rate, to make a long story short, after French-kissing each other and hugging for a little while, Susie and Sharon eventually switched places, with Sharon being the one who was now sitting up on top of Susie. Sharon finally took off her nightgown and began humping away at Susie’s pussy, “cowgirling” her just like a pro. Let’s just say that it was obvious to me that this definitely wasn’t Sharon’s first “pussy-riding rodeo.”

At some point while Sharon was humping away at Susie, I came inside my underwear for the second time that night. And immediately afterwards, I suggested to Davy that we should go ahead and leave, before we got caught by the girls. I told him that, if we waited until after the two girls had finally finished their lovemaking for the night, there was a much better chance that they would catch us spying on them.

Davy quickly agreed with me, and we both quietly made beelines to our respective homes.

Once I was back inside of my house, I went straight to the bathroom to wash off my dick and put on a clean pair of underwear.

And I’m sure that Davy did the same thing, when he got back to his house. Considering what he and I had just secretly witnessed, it would have been damn near impossible for him to not have ejaculated inside his pants and underwear at least once.

That very next afternoon, I just happened to see Susie and Sharon hanging out together in the front yard of Sharon’s house. But this time, I knew their “big secret.” I knew that they weren’t just friends with each other. No, sir. They were much more than that. They were in-the-closet lesbian lovers, and seasoned “tribbies.” And I also knew that I didn’t have a snowball’s chance in hell of getting Susie back as my girlfriend–despite the fact that I still wanted to fuck her so badly, that I could barely stand it.

And course, I now understood why Susie had been so evasive about certain things, when she was having her little “break-up talk” with me the week before. For example, when I had asked Susie if there was another guy involved, she had steadfastly insisted that there wasn’t. And at the time, I really didn’t believe her. But now, after what Davy and I had secretly witnessed last night, I really couldn’t blame Susie for not wanting to admit to me the real truth about why she was dumping me.

And later that same day, as I was jacking myself off, I fantasized about Susie, and about her cute little titties, and about her wonderful “pissing” pussy, and about the awesome tribbing what I had witnessed the night before. And I wondered if I would ever get the opportunity to secretly watch Susie and Sharon “in action” again.

But unfortunately, that kind of stuff only happens in a perfect world.

Oh, well. C’est la vie…

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Kelly and I were in the process of moving her stuff into the house, when…

#7

I put my shorts back on, Kelly started the truck again, and we drove to her sorority house. It was only a four minute drive so it was nice and quick. She showed me inside, giving me the grand tour. The first floor had the living room with a big-screen; the dining room had a ping pong table in it and a dart board on the wall. It was a pretty big house. There was a full bathroom and three bedrooms on the first floor. These were the three biggest, so they were for the highest sorority sisters in the house. We walked down to the basement where there was another TV, a foosball table, and a pinball machine in the living area, and three more bedrooms and another full bathroom. These rooms were a little smaller, but still enough room to house two beds bunked on top of each other. “This looks nice,” I said as we walked through the basement and back to the stairs. We walked to the top floor of the house. There were four bedrooms upstairs. Each room had two beds in it, also bunked. Kelly showed me her room, the last one on the right. It didn’t seem as if anyone else was at the house.

She told me, “Once you live here long enough and someone else moves out or up, you can move bedrooms closer to the front of the house. It’s kind of a status thing to have your room toward the front.” There were two full bathrooms upstairs. All four bathrooms were laden with pink towels, hair dryers, make-up bags, and all the other things girls keep in the bathroom. We walked back down the hallway toward the stairs. As we walked past one room, I noticed that the door was cracked a little so, out of curiosity, I looked in. I saw a girl changing out of her cheerleader uniform. She was in great shape. She was about 5’ 8” tall, dark brown hair, tanned and she had smaller, perky tits, probably a B-cup, but still very nice. She was in perfect shape. She must have taken her shirt off right before I got there because she was peeling herself out of her sports-bra. She took it off, threw it on her bed next to the shirt then she started to unzip her skirt. “What are you doing Brett? Let’s go get my stuff.” Kelly came walking back toward me.

“Ssshhhh,” I whispered to her and pointed in the room. Kelly came over next to me and looked into the room. “You said you like watching people right? Well, this is a good chance to watch. Plus, she’s hot.”

“No shit she’s hot, dummy, she’s a cheerleader. I think that’s a requirement,” Kelly whispered back to me, peering over my shoulder. Intent on seeing this girl change, I grabbed Kelly’s arm and held it tight to my side. Kelly moved in, closer to me, pressing her boobs into my back to try to get a better view. “This is so wrong, but it’s hot. I now know how you felt watching Amber that night in the tree. It’s hard not to look.”

“I know. Do you think…never mind.”

“Do I think what???”

“I don’t know. Do you think you will be friends with her?”

“Um, yeah, we live together. Why do you ask? Wait. I know the answer to that. Don’t I?”

“Maybe,” I responded. “She’s hot Kel.” Kelly pulled herself even closer to me as the girl in the room took her skirt off. She had the cheerleader underwear on under the skirt. Those came off next, revealing a small, black g-string. She went over to the bed where she had tossed her uniform, and started to fold it. Her skirt fell on the floor and as she bent over to pick it up, Kelly’s eyes lit up. She was looking right at her pussy, which was barely covered by the skimpy underwear. We could see her pussy lips sticking out of either side of the underwear. Kelly moaned quietly, squeezing my arm with hers. Kelly started to fidget a little; I noticed she was rubbing her legs together, squeezing them. I looked at her, and she just smiled, seductively. I reached back with one hand and found Kelly’s crotch, and started to rub it. She loosened up the grip of her legs enough to let my hand in. She reached around and started to rub my cock through my shorts. As the girl stood up, she turned to walk to her closet to put her uniform away. Kelly and I continued to rub each other while watching those perky tits walk across the room. She was so pretty with her makeup on and her hair up in a tight pony tail, she seemed to float as she walked. She started walking over to the door, so Kelly and I had to quickly, but quietly walk away.

“Hey,” a voice said behind us as we got to the stairs. “You must be Kelly.”

Kelly turned to see her naked body standing in the hallway. “Yeah, um, I just joined and I’m moving my stuff in today.” They shook hands with each other. “This is Brett, my,” she paused and looked at me. “My boyfriend.”

Shocked that Kelly said that, I turned around. There in front of me was a hot cheerleader in only a skimpy, see-through g-string. She stood there, not trying to cover herself up. “Hi,” I stammered. “I’m, um, Brett.” I stuck out my hand to shake her hand making sure I kept eye contact with her, but making good use of my peripheral vision.

Snickering, she said, “Hi, um, Brett. I’m Rachel. It’s nice to meet you two. Welcome to our house. You’re gonna have a lot of fun here. It’s a great place to live.” Rachel, Kelly and I stood there talking for a couple of minutes. Still, she made no effort to cover herself up. She was acting like there was nothing odd about this situation. Whenever Rachel would look at Kelly, I would stare at her body, almost hoping that she would catch me. I think she knew that I was staring, but it didn’t seem to bother her. We finished talking and Rachel said, “OK, well if you want help moving some stuff in let me know. I’m gonna take a quick shower. It was nice to meet you Kelly and, um Brett.” She smirked and walked into the bathroom.

“That was close,” I said to Kelly as we walked down the stairs. “That was also kind of awkward, standing there, talking to a naked girl we just met after we were watching her change.”

“Yeah, it was kind of a close call too. I wonder what she would have done if she caught us.”

“I don’t think it would have been as bad as one would think. I’m pretty sure she caught me staring at her when she wasn’t looking. Plus, if she was afraid of someone seeing her naked, why would she stand in the hallway, naked, and have a full conversation with us? Anyway, let’s go get your stuff.”

We walked down the stairs and out to the truck. We each made about five trips in carrying boxes, bags, whatever she had in the truck. Each time we passed the bathroom and heard the shower running, we would peer in, but the curtain was drawn, so we couldn’t see Rachel. As we put the last couple of boxes in Kelly’s room, the shower stopped. Kelly was about to walk out to the hallway when I grabbed her wrist, pulling her back in the room. “Wait,” I whispered. Kelly, looked at me in playful disgust, smiling.

“What? Do you wanna see her naked or fuck me on my new bed?”

“Both?” I requested. “But I’m pretty sure it’s one or the other huh?”

“Maybe. Let’s see.” Kelly started to kiss me, holding my head with her hands behind my ears, pulling me into her. She stuck her tongue in my mouth and it went crazy. “Rachel is so hot. She has such a small build, but she’s taller. Once I saw her, my mind ran wild with the three of us going at it.”

“I know,” I replied. “Me too. What is it with us? I mean, we fuck each other all the time and we still have fun. Do you really consider me your boyfriend? Or was that a ploy so she didn’t assume I was just some random guy you brought in?”

“I don’t know. I guess. After I said that, it kinda hit me; maybe I do really like him. I asked myself if I could see me and you together and I got a really good feeling inside.”

I was trying to face it that Kelly really liked me as more than a friend and a fuck-buddy. I liked her too but I didn’t know how to act on my feelings. I’ve never had a real girlfriend before, and now I’m faced with having a REALLY hot college girl who wants to be mine. I thought about it for almost a second and said to Kelly, “I get that same feeling. I think I could do this girlfriend-boyfriend thing. I can’t drive until next year though, so you would have to come home to see me.”

“That’s fine; it would be more than worth it.” She grabbed my hardening cock and kissed me again. I grabbed her ass and she let out a moan. Rachel must have heard us talking and Kelly’s moan because when I looked at Kelly, I saw Rachel standing in the doorway, slowly drying her hair with a towel, her eyes fixed on us. I stopped kissing Kelly, my eyes led her to the doorway. Kelly said, “Oh, hi again Rachel. Sorry.”

“Why apologize?” Rachel asked. “I don’t mind. Actually I think its hot, seeing two people kissing and making out. I’m the one who should apologize, standing here, watching. I should go.”

“No,” I stopped her. “You don’t need to go. I mean if it’s OK with you Kel.”

Kelly looked at me, then back at Rachel, “No don’t go. In fact, please come in and stay. My room is a mess with all the boxes, but there’s one spot that is still clean,” glancing at and referring to the bed. Kelly slowly walked me backward toward the bed and pushed me down on it. “Come on in Rachel, its ok. Close the door in case someone else comes home. Come here.”

Rachel walked slowly toward us. Standing in front of me Kelly reached for Rachel’s hand, grabbing it and pulling Rachel toward her. Kelly softly grabbed Rachel around the waist and looked into her eyes. Rachel dropped her towel, grabbed Kelly’s face, and cautiously kissed her. Kelly returned the kiss, moving her hands around to the small of Rachel’s back. I slowly stood up off of the bed and moved behind Kelly, sliding my hands around her waist and pressing my hardening cock into her ass. Rachel brought her hands down to meet mine. she interlaced her fingers with mine and guided my hands up Kelly’s stomach. Just as our hands were getting to Kelly’s breasts, Rachel turned my hands toward her and placed my hands on her chest. I slowly started rubbing her tits, feeling my way around them and noticing that her nipples were getting harder with each pass of my fingers. Rachel let go of my hands and returned hers to Kelly’s chest. My cock was continuing to grow, pushing harder into Kelly’s ass. Kelly brought one of her hands off of Rachel and started rubbing my cock with it. I started to hump her as she rubbed me. Rachel must have noticed me humping Kelly because she also brought one hand down to my cock. Rachel pushed Kelly’s hand away from my shaft, slid her hand down, inside my shorts and started to stroke my cock, slowly. Kelly, being in between Rachel and me, broke her kiss of with Rachel and moved herself out of the way, so Rachel and I could get closer. Rachel and I locked eyes, and she took the half-step closer to me, pressing her naked chest against me and started to kiss me. Rachel moved her hand down to my balls and started to massage them. Kelly bent over and began to pull my shorts off, letting my hard cock stick out freely. My shorts were around my ankles, Rachel was massaging my balls and kissing me, and Kelly was rubbing Rachel’s tits from behind her. Rachel then grabbed my shirt, pulling it over my head to take it off of me.

“You know,” Rachel said, kissing me. “Kelly is the only one with her clothes still on Brett. I think you and I need to do something about that.”

“Yeah, I noticed that. Do you want the shirt of the shorts Rachel?”

“I’ll take the shirt, I wanna see what’s underneath it,” Rachel said as she turned toward Kelly.

I knelt down in front of Kelly and started to unbutton her shorts. Then I unzipped them, exposing her cleanly shaved pussy. I slid my finger around her waistband and slowly peeled the shorts off of Kelly. By the time I got her shorts to her knees, Rachel had Kelly’s shirt up and over her breasts exposing her pink bra. Kelly raised her arms and the shirt came off. I looked up at Rachel and Kelly and they were both smiling, moving in to kiss each other. Rachel moved her hands around to the back of Kelly’s bra and unhooked it. She took a step back, pulling Kelly’s bra off, revealing those beautiful breasts. The look on Rachel’s face was as if she just discovered a hidden treasure. She pulled the bra off Kelly’s arms, threw it on the floor, bent over and started to kiss Kelly’s tits. I was still kneeling in front of Kelly’s bare pussy, watching this. Rachel put one of her hands on the back of my head, pushing me into Kelly’s crotch. Kelly, spread her legs a little, giving me perfect access to her wet slit. I stuck my tongue out and started to lick her clit. I moved a hand up and started to massage her wet pussy lips.

“Does this happen often here?” Asked Kelly.

Rachel responded between kisses, “I can’t answer that. Don’t you know the rule?”

“Yeah, sorry. I know the rule,” Kelly answered her. Just thinking about all the different shit that could possibly go on in a house of college girls got my dick pumping. I brought my other hand up to Rachel’s crotch, and started to rub her clit. She let out a moan as my fingers made little circles around her wet snatch. Kelly started to grind her pussy on my face as Rachel was licking her tits. Rachel then stood up and kissed Kelly some more. Rachel pulled mu hand off of her pussy and brought it up to my mouth. In doing so, I had to release my tongue from Kelly’s pussy. Rachel started to suck on my fingers looking at Kelly.

“You know, Kelly, there is another unwritten rule here.”

“And what’s that?” Kelly inquired.

“Whenever we have a guy in the house, he is free game to anyone in the room. and since you and I are the only two girls here, we have to share him.”

‘Hell yes!’ I thought to myself.

Rachel pulled me up to my feet, kissed me and looked at Kelly asking, “Do you mind?”

“No, as long as it’s ok with you Brett, which I’m sure it is, Go ahead Rachel.”

Rachel then got down on her knees in front of me and took my cock into her mouth without using her hands. Kelly was watching her suck me off. “Damn that’s hot Rachel,” Kelly said. I grabbed Kelly’s head and pulled her toward me and started to kiss her. The feel of Rachel’s warm mouth around my shaft felt great. I reached up and started to pinch and twist Kelly’s nipples.

After a couple of minutes of Rachel sucking my cock, she stood up, went over to the bed and put her hands on it, bending at the waist. Rachel, looked at me over her shoulder, said, “Hey,” and motioned with her head for me to come over there. I turned and started to walk toward Rachel’s exposed pussy. Kelly took a hold of my cock as I got closer and placed the tip at the entrance of Rachel’s wet slit. I grabbed Rachel’s waist and started to push. Once the head popped in, it felt so good. It was a little tight, but very good. Rachel’s pussy was warm and wet. She pushed back against me, making me enter her all the way. Kelly moved toward Rachel and started to rub her tits. “No, you get over here and lay on the bed. I get both of you now.”

Kelly crawled up on the bed, laying down in front of Rachel. Rachel lowered her head and started to lick and suck Kelly’s clit. Kelly must have really enjoyed that because she started to moan immediately. As I kept pumping into Rachel, she kept pushing back, forcing my dick all the way inside her. Now all three of us were moaning. Kelly reached back, grabbed my ass and pulled me with her as she moved on top of Kelly. She crawled up on the bed, kneeled, straddling Kelly and started to kiss her. Kelly must have known what Rachel was doing because she reached down, pulled my cock out of Rachel and guided it to her own pussy. I pushed into Kelly’s wet slit and my dick slid freely into it. I could hear the passion between the two girls from their wet kissing and their moaning. I pumped Kelly a few more times then pulled out and went back to Rachel. “Now you got the hang of it boy. You’re gonna like having your girlfriend live here, we take great care of each other. Especially when you come to visit. We love having guests.”

I could have told you that within the first three minutes of being in the house. I continued to switch back and forth between sopping wet pussies. Kelly reached down and started to play with Rachel’s clit so Rachel returned the favor. Standing there, looking down I was watching two girls making out with each other, playing with each other, and watching my rock hard dick run in and out of both of them. I started to pump faster the next time I got to Kelly. She knew that I was getting ready to cum. “Rachel, do you want his cum?” she asked.

“Oh yeah. Let it go inside me Brett. I love to feel that hot shit pumped into me.”

“Brett, finish in her,” Kelly told me.

I pulled out of Kelly, re-inserted my shaft into Rachel’s cunt and started to pump faster and faster. I could feel Rachel’s pussy tightening up and I knew she was ready. My balls started tightening, feeling that pussy getting tighter and hotter. “Here it comes. I’m gonna go. I’m gonna cum. OH MY GOD!” I pushed so hard into Rachel’s pussy, she moved forward, unable to hold me back. She tightened up her pussy even more as she felt me shoot wad after wad into her cunt. Kelly started to moan louder as she slid down, off of the bed and placed her face right under Rachel’s dripping pussy. My load inside Rachel, Kelly, pulled my dick out of her and started to suck Rachel’s juices off of it. Kelly then picked her head up and licked Rachel’s cunt, licking all of my cum off of it that she could get, making sure to pay close attention to her throbbing clit. Kelly continued to suck and lick Rachel’s slit and I stepped back.

Rachel stood up, not moving her feet and looked at me. “Damn boy, that was good. How long are you going to be here?”

“Well, I think we have at least one more truck full of her shit to bring over. Its getting late, so I might have to stay here.”

“OK,” Rachel said.

Kelly finished sucking all of my juice from Rachel’s slit and stood up. Her face was covered in mine and Rachel’s cum, it was pretty hot. “You might have to stay here? You say that like its a sure thing.”

“Well, you drove me up here so I have no way to get home unless you take me. You have a shit load of unpacking to do still so I thought you were going to finish unpacking and stay the night. Am I wrong?”

“No. You’re right, but don’t get too confident there Brett. Now we gotta put our clothes back on and go get the rest of my stuff. Rachel still needs to get dressed from her shower.”

“Yeah. I gotta let you know, the real thing was much better than I imagined it to be. I thought about something like this happening while I was showering. Just thought I would be honest and let you guys know. I do that a lot if you ever want to join me Kelly,” Rachel said, winking at Kelly.

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After signing the divorce papers Jane wants to feel young and loved and sexy again, she meets a woman in a bar that offers her a handjob under the table.

A public rebound

Jane had just signed the divorce papers. It was both sad and a relief at the same time. Her husband, now ex-husband had become increasingly manipulative, his emotion regulation skills seemed to be degenerating and every time he was angry or sad he blamed it on her, as if it was her job to shield him from emotions. For a while she’d tried, but it was impossible to predict what would make him angry. It could be that someone had parked in his parkingspot, or that the dishes hadn’t been done, or it could be the other way round, that he got angry because she had done the dishes and he now couldn’t find his favorite mug, that was just in cupboard where it was supposed to go.

Well now it was all over anyway. Still there was still some snippets of love left and it was painfull to see him walk away from the courthouse without even looking back. She knew she had a lot of healing to do, she had to grief and process this all before she could dive into the next relationship, yet she didn’t want to wait. She wanted to have a big rebound, she wanted to feel sexy and loved, she wanted to feel admired, she wanted to numb the pain and emptiness with a cock filling her pussy.

It was only two o’clock in the afternoon, yet she went into a pub and ordered a beer. She texted a few friend but they were still at work, they would come by after work though. She took her beer into a booth and just played with the coasters for a while.

‘Are you alright?’ There was a woman standing next to her table. She appeared to be in her thirties, her hair dyed raven black and she had a bunch of tattoo’s on her arms.

‘I’m fine.’ Jane said.

‘Really?’ The woman tilted her head. ‘Not to be rude, but you look like someone who’s trying to drink away their pain, and let me tell you that’ll only leed to addiction and…’

‘Yeah, whatever.’ Jane said. ‘I don’t need a peptalk, I just need a friend.’

‘I can be your friend.’ The woman said. She sat down next to Jane and slid closer. Her thigh touching Jane’s thigh.

‘I… that’s…’ Jane stuttered.

‘I’m Angel by the way, well my parents actually called me Angela, but I like Angel better, don’t you?’

‘Sure.’ Jane said.

‘So what’s the pain you’re trying to drink away?’

‘I’m celebrating.’ Jane said. ‘I just signed the divorce papers.’ She didn’t know why she pulled the papers out of her bag and showed them to this strange woman. ‘So…’ Jane shrugged.

‘O dear.’ Angel said. She put her hand on Jane’s thigh and slowly stroke up and down as if she was trying to sooth Jane. ‘So now what?’ She asked. ‘What’s next for this little lady?’

Jane lifted her glass of beer. ‘This.’ She said.

Angel started laughing. ‘Fair enough.’ She said. ‘You know what, I’ve got something even better.’ She was figdetting under the table and secretively showed her a little bottle.

‘Eye drops?’ Jane asked.

‘It’s Kizomine.’ She whispered.

‘Never heard of it.’ Jane said.

‘Just a few drops and you’ll be…’ Angel crossed her eyes and stuck her tongue out of her mouth. ‘You’ll forget all about, Cheaty mcFart-face.’

‘My husband didn’t cheat on me.’ Jane said.

‘You want some?’

‘A moment ago you’re warning me about alcohol addiction and now you’re trying to get me to use drugs?’ Jane said.

Angel shrugged and gave her a cheeky smile. ‘You want to try it or not?’ She asked.

‘What is it anyway? Is it dangerous? Is it addictive?’ Jane asked

Angel started laughing and shook her head. ‘It kills less braincells and it’s less addictive than alcohol,’ she said. ‘But it is more potent though, just a few drops and you’ll feel… it’s hard to explain… I guess you just have to experience it for yourelf.’

For a moment Jane looked at the bottle of eye drops. She knew full well it was a horrible idea to accept drugs from strangers in a bar, but she was a tad bit self-destructive anyway and it wasn’t like she’d never done drugs before. In her teenage years and early adult hood before she got married she’d been on quite and experimental strike. She wanted to be that girl again, that free young pretty thing with her whole life in front of her.

‘Fine.’ She said. ‘What do I do?’

Angel looked over at the bar. ‘Open your mouth.’ She said.

Jane obeyed and Angel let a few drops of the drug fall onto her tongue. It was gross, it tasted strangely bitter and extremely salty at the same time. A shiver ran down her spine and she washed her mouth with another sip of beer.

Angel’s hand was once more rubbing her thigh.

‘Now what?’ Jane said. ‘I don’t feel anything yet.’ Before she finished talking there was a rush of happiness that spread through her chest and her mind, quickly followed by another rush and another rush. It was like her head was pulsating with love and loopiness.

‘Okay,’ she said nodding. ‘Okay, I get it.’

There was a surge of satisfaction in her chest, like there was nothing left to want, nothing left to strive for. The world was perfect already, she was precisely where she was supposed to be. Angel’s hand a delightfull caress, her fingers swirling over Janes thigh, up and down, inching closer and closer to her inner thighs, to her pussy.

‘Yeah.’ Jane mumbled, she rested her head on Angels shoulder and pressed her lips against the side of her neck, her warm skin, silky soft, she snuggled up to Angel.

She was filled with so much love. She loved everyone in this pub, and she loved the woodworker that build the tables too, and the electrician who put up the lights, the brewers who brewed the beer, everyone who made this moment possible. Life was amazing, life was full of love and trust and other amazing people.

Angel softly lifted Jane’s head and put a kiss against her lips, her tongue bumping into her mouth, a thight embrace.

‘I love you.’ Jane said dreamily, the moment Angel’s mouth dissappeared from her.

‘I know you do sweety.’ Angel said. Angel’s hand in between her legs was now rubbing up her pussy, pressing into the crotch of her jeans. It was an amazing feeling, it was so warm and fuzzy and tingly, so filled with love and arousel. She spread her legs apart so Angel could feel her up even better.

‘Yeah,’ Angel said. ‘You like that don’t you?’

‘I love it.’ Jane said groggy.

Angel fidgetted with the zipper and a moment later she’d opened Jane’s pants. She slid her hand into the panties. Warm agile fingers were now exploring Jane’s pussy. Arousal swirled through her body and involuntarily her hips started rocking, trusting forward, frotting herself against Angels fingers.

Her mind befuddled, so in love, so perfect. Her pussy spasming in excitement. She knew full well they were in a pub, that she’d been daydrinking, that she’d accepted drugs from a stranger that made her feel like this, this happy and horny and carefree.

Angels fingers found her clit and slowly she started rubbing it, circling around it, making Jane more aroused than she’d ever been. It wasn’t long before and orgasm started to build up. Jane started panting, it was hard to keep focussed on anything beside the finger, besides the arousal that was spreading through her pussy quickly.

She pressed her lips together and surpressed a moan. Her whole body was tense. She put her hand in front of her mouth. She bit her finger to keep herself from moaning out loud.

‘Sshhh.’ Angel whispered in her ear. She was leaning against Jane. Her breast against her upperarm, her mouth close to her ear, her tongue toying with her earlobe. ‘Just relax, just enjoy, just surrender.’ She whispered.

It was like a magic spell. Jane relaxed in that moment, she felt the muscles in her shoulder relax, she was happy to be here, coming here was a good idea, it was so exciting to get a handjob in public and she wasn’t scared or embarrassed about it at all. She rested her head onto Angels shoulder once more.

She started to cum, her orgasm was like a tsunami, she could feel it approaching, she was trembling with anticipation as it came closer and closer and then if finally crashed through her. She almost let out a moan and quickly Angel put her lips on hers to keep her quiet.

She closed her eyes and just surrendered to the moment, her pussy was convulsing, her heart beating rapidly, she was panting and just overcome with pleasure. Gradually it subsided again and she let out a deep sigh and another one.

‘Wow.’ She mumbled. ‘Just… wow.’

‘I know.’ Angel said.

‘You know I kind of came here looking for a rebound, I thought a cock in my pussy could help me move on from my ex, but this was nice too.’ Jane started giggling. ‘I mean, it was more than nice. It was… it was…’

‘Sshhh.’ Angel said again. ‘Don’t talk too loud, okay?’

Jane nodded.

‘I’ve got a cock at home if you want.’

‘You do?’ Jane asked.

‘A strap-on.’ Angel said. ‘You want to come home with me?’

‘Yes.’ Jane said nodding. ‘Yes please.’

‘Close your pants.’ Angel said.

Jane obeyed, she zipped up her jeans and then she took Angels hand and followed her out of the pub, she followed her home, she would follow her wherever she would go.

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This story is pure fiction. All characters depicted are 18+.

Chapter 7 – Back Home

I rolled into my driveway around five in the evening. Earlier that day I had negotiated with a potential client and sealed the deal, scoring a decent size account for our company and a fat bonus for myself at the end of the quarter. The entire trip had been like an amazing dream – I had gotten more action in the last 48 hours than the last, I don’t even know how many years- and now that I was back home I was beginning to wonder if somehow I had imagined the whole thing, or if maybe I had died on the way there, like maybe the train derailed or something, and maybe I was in heaven. It sure felt like it.

When I got into the house it was quiet and the lights and tv were off. “Hello?” I called out.

Nothing.

Then I noticed a note on the kitchen table:

Sophia and I are gone to the mall. Gonna buy some new stuff. Can’t wait to show you what I get!
Miss you, love you! xoxoxoxox <3
Julia
P.S. I left you a really neat surprise! 😉

Surprise? What could she be talking about? I wondered if the “show you what I get” line was her hinting at buying new underwear to show me again or if it was just something innocent. Then I began to wonder how much sophia knew, and if she was OK with it…

Again I found myself in a downward spiral of paranoia and negative thoughts. I thought the best way to clear my head would be to take a long hot shower.

I got under the water and just let it run down me. I closed my eyes and just saw flashes of all the crazy fun I had been having over the last few days. The sex had been unbelieveable. It felt like I had just woken up after a long hibernation and I was just eating everything in sight because I was so famished.

After what was probably close to half an hour I shut the water off and stepped out, not bothering to cover myself. I went into my bedroom and turned on my computer, intending to crank some tunes and just live a little, like I did when I was younger. But after turning the computer on I turned around and saw something out of place in my room. It was a small candle in an opaque glass holder. It had never been lit.

It hadn’t been lit because it wasn’t really a candle. I had a few of them around the house. I bought them after the previous babysitter had stolen from me. It was a nanny cam that was supposed to look like a common household item. And for some reason it was in my bedroom, pointing at my bed…

Holy shit!

She didn’t? Did she?

I never talked to her about them, but I didn’t exactly hide it either. She might have overheard me talk about them on the phone, or might have seen the box in the garage.

It appeared as if the “surprise” she had left me was going to blow the short videos she sent me last night out of the water.

I jumped on my computer and went to the video files that the nanny cams automatically save to. I went to the very beginning of the video and fast forwarded until the two of them were on video at the same time.

They were just sitting around chatting, and at some point watching tv and eating snacks, not much happened at first. But then it got good.

Julia went up stairs for a few minutes while Sophia was on the couch watching tv. When she came back downstairs she was wearing a pleated “school girl”-style miniskirt and a very short t-shirt, with a print of a cute little puppy on it, that showed off her flat belly, and she clearly wasn’t wearing a bra anymore. She took a seat on the floor in front of the couch and then put her knees up and spread her legs.

There my young daughter was, flashing me your beautiful trimmed pussy, spreading it wide for me, with her babysitter, the beautiful Sophia, a sophomore in college, sitting right there totally un aware. Sophia was about 5’6” tall, almond eyes, tanned skin, and long straight dark hair. She was wearing cutoffs, the kind where the pockets stick out from under them, as if to highlight just how short they are cut, and a black low cut v-neck with the name of some band on it that I had never heard of before, but I was willing to bet the lead singer was very pretty and had never written a song in his life.

My daughter made a show of opening and closing her legs, touching her knees and then spreading them apart, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly.

I was incredibly aroused and couldn’t help but start playing with myself. My bedroom door was open, but no one was home, and I’d hear the girls get back anyways. Plus, what the fuck did I care, I knew what had gone down in my home last night, so what if Sophia saw me naked, even saw me watching a video of her and my daughter. She wouldn’t/couldn’t do anything without admitting what she had done, plus hers was on tape and mine wasn’t.
Julia kept looking over at Sophia, but she was clueless. So she spread her legs as far as possible and then used two hands to spread her lips as wide as possible. It was breathtaking.

There I was, naked at the computer, beating myself off to the holiest of sights, my daughter’s gaping virginal hole.

Soon she got up and disappeared from the video for a minute. When she got back she sat down, in the same fashion as before. She appeared to have two popsicles from the freezer. She put one down next to her and opened the other one. She then proceeded to slowly slip the popsicle under her outfit. I could see the tip of the popsicle head straight for her pussy. Within seconds she had half of the popsicle going in and out of her hole.

Sophia was watching tv, none the wiser, and occasionally laughing. Sometimes she’d look over, but Julia was very slick about it, having it all going on under her skirt so Sophia couldn’t see anything.

After a minute of that Julia snuck the popsicle out from under her skirt and grabbed the unopened one and ripped it open. Then she handed one to Sophia. It was hard to see on the video, because of the angle or depth perception or something, but I just felt like it had to be the one she had inside her little pussy. Which ever girl had the pussy-pop they were both enjoying theirs. They both licked and sucked all the juices up. I was on edge already.

When their pops were finished Julia disappeared again for a few minutes.

When she came back down she was tiptoeing behind Sophia with her phone in her hand… I knew where this was going. She grabbed Sophia’s B-cup breasts from behind, like I had seen in the video she sent me last night, making Sophia jump nearly five feet off the couch. She twirled around and there was an exchange of words but then all of a sudden the two of them were toppling over the couch, and landing on the floor.

At first Julia seemed genuinely upset, but after a couple moments the mood livened up and the two of them were wrestling playfully. Sophia got back on the couch and Julia grabbed her phone again. This is when she must’ve recorded the second video. My daughter was significantly smaller in height and frame, but had more lean muscle than Sophia, so she ended up flipping her over and slapping her ass, and then grabbing her shorts by the waist and pulled them down exposing her round little apple of an ass.

Again Sophia jumped, but this time there was more obvious laughter and it seemed like Sophia was determined to spank Julia back. They wrestled around for a good ten to fifteen minutes, flipping each other around pinning each other down, but every time Sophia got close to slapping my baby girl on the bum she was able to squirm out of the way or push Julia off. But she couldn’t evade forever.

Sophia finally had my daughter pinned. She was on top of her, straddling her, and was holding both of my daughter’s hands down to the ground. She couldn’t get out. Both girls looked exhausted and sweaty, neither one seemed to have much more energy to fight. Their faces were merely inches apart, and they were talking, what they were saying I had no idea.

From the body language it looked like Sophia was trying to re-exert her dominance, and Julia was just giving her a hard time back. sophia said something and they both got quiet, it must have been some kind of dare or ultimatum, or threat or something.

Then my little girl lifted her head up and kissed babysitter on the lips.Full on open mouth.

Sophia freaked, didn’t know what to do, and when Julia stopped she just started laughing. Sophia clearly wasn’t sure of how to handle the awkwardness or to end the game or to regain authority, so she tried one last move.

She flipped my daughter over and spanked her. Coincidently, flipping her over like that made her skirt flip up and when Sophia’s hand came down on my baby girl’s bottom, not once, not twice but three times, it was her bare bottom that met Sophia’s hand.

The look on Sophia’s face was a combination of surprise and shock. She was surprised that my little girl was not wearing any panties, and shocked at the realization that she had just spanked her bare ass. Even with no audio you could tell she was scrambling for some kind of words. Her face was beat red, and her hair was all messed up. It was incredibly sexy.

Julia responded by just turning over and tackling Sophia, and kissing her again. It took Sophia a second, but once she realized what Julia was all about she started kissing back. I’m talking the kind of kiss you see in the movies when the main characters have a thing for each other and there’s flirting throughout the whole film and everyone is like oh my god just kiss already, and then finally at the end of the film they do, yeah that kind of kiss.

Then started the heavy petting, my daughter feeling up her babysitter, her babysitter squeezing her little A cup breasts. Hands were slipping and sliding all over the place.

I lost it, I was trying to hold out longer, but all of a sudden burst after burst of cum just shot out of my cock and onto the computer desk. My hand never slowed down, I just kept pumping. When I was done I just kept going.The orgasm was great, but I was far from spent and wasn’t even about to slow down.

My daughter proceeded to remove her babysitter’s cutoffs and her top. Seeing Sophia laying there, half naked, being seduced by my daughter was the most amazing thing I had ever seen. If I had been stuck in purgatory for all eternity and had to think of things to entertain myself, I can honestly say I don’t think I would have ever been able to imagine the scene before my eyes.

Julia then unhooked her babysitter’s bra and cupped one of the exposed breasts in her hands and proceeded to suck on the light brown nipple. Sophia was obviously overtaken with pleasure, and all she could do was just take it in.

My daughter finished with one breast and then moved on to lightly biting the other one, and flicking the nipple with her tongue. While playing with this other nipple she worked her fingers down below her babysitter’s black g-string underwear and stimulate her clit.

I began to wonder if this was Sophia first time. The girl was way too hot to be this inexperienced, but she was also shy and goody-goody, and from the way she was now bucking her hips into my daughter’s writhing hand and though I couldn’t hear I could tell she was making a fuck ton of noise.

After making her babysitter cum my little nymph of a daughter turned around and bent over the arm of the couch, her pleated schoolgirl skirt riding high, showing everything underneath. She said something and when Sophia regained control over her body she buried her face in my daughter’s rear and proceeded to eat her young twat from behind.

I couldn’t handle any more. I slammed my hand down my cock again and again as hard as I could and I shot cum all over my monitor my desk, and even got some on the mouse. After that I slowed down to a very gentle massage but kept my eyes glued to the screen.

After Julia reached a climax they both fell on the couch and took a breather. Thats when my daughter looked right at the cam and blew a kiss.

It was all a show for me.

Ok well, maybe not ALL of it, I’m sure Julia had had a lot of fun, but my baby girl had just seduced and fucked her babysitter on camera all for me.

Even though I had just cum twice I felt like I was about to again, when all of a sudden the doorbell rang.

Ding-dong. Ding -dong.

I figured it was just the girls, and I wasn’t about to stop. Fuck it. After what I had just seen, I was about ready to ravage both of these girls, show them how a man fucks. Julia had a key and could let them in, I was going to keep watching. Just let Sophia come in and see what I was doing.

The thought of our 19 year old babysitter walking in on me jerking off to a video of her fucking eating my daughters fresh pussy was so much of a turn on. It was the thrill of getting caught, it was exhibitionism, it was revealing her secret, it was just so much.

By now in the video my daughter was taking her babysitter by the hand and leading her upstairs, presumably to the bedroom. I knew it would only get hotter from here.

I heard the downstairs door open and footsteps.

On my computer screen the two girls were climbing into bed together and started to kiss and fondle each other.

I heard the footsteps come to the stairs and start coming up.

Yes. come and find me. Come and find me you dirty little nymph. You fucked my daughter and now you will fuck me. The three of us are about to have some fun.

“Hello?” asked a voice.

I froze, they were nearly at the top of the steps, just a few feet from my door, and I recognized that voice anywhere. It wasn’t Julia. It wasn’t Sophia.

It was my older sister, Jackie.

I dove to the door and swung it shut.

“”Tony?”

“Uh, yeah…” heavy breathing, “just a sec.”

“You ok?” her voice sounded distressed or worried.

“Yeah, just getting dressed.”

“Oh I’m so sorry, I didn’t think anyone was home so I let myself in with that key you always keep under the mat.

I quickly shut off the video and threw on some sweats. I opened the door and my beautiful older sister was standing in the hall, a suitcase in hand and she had obviously been crying.

Something was seriously up, Jackie lived two states away, and barely ever visits, let alone unannounced.

As soon as she saw me she dropped the luggage and embraced me, squeezing very tight and then just sobbing uncontrollably. I rubbed her back and said “It’s ok, what’s wrong?”

Just then I heard more people enter the house.

“Dadddddddy we’re home! I sure did miss you! Are you ready for a really fun night?!” My tease of a daughter asked suggestively.

Jackie paid no heed to Julia, or maybe didn’t hear her over the crying. She just replied, “Tom cheated on me and we’re getting a divorce, and I need to stay with you for a while…” all in one quick breath.

My hopes for the night just shattered into a million shards, as I yelled down the stairs, “Hey babygirl. Guess what? Your Aunt Jackie is moving in with us for a while.”

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Chapter 2

A phone notification makes Dana jump awake. She sees Abby’s phone on the nightstand and blinks the sleep out of her eyes. Abby sleeps soundly behind Dana with her arms wrapped around her waist. Dana slips out of the blonde’s grasp and grabs the phone. Focus Dana, you need to save your family’s business, Dana tells herself. Dana grabs a t-shirt from a chair and slides it over herself before walking into the bathroom. Dana checks on Abby one last time before closing the door. Dana opens the text messages on Abby’s phone.

> Jake: The Morgan family’s location was just confirmed. We’re moving in on them in three hours. Get your ass out of bed so we can bust these criminals.

Dana gulps and closes her eyes. Time to leave. Dana quietly opens the bathroom door and walks back into the bedroom. Her heart beats faster when Abby groans in her sleep. Abby remains asleep and Dana quickly collects her clothes before rushing out into the living room. She dresses quickly and almost runs out to the street, walking down the street a few blocks before calling a cab. Then she calls her mother.

“Dana?”

Her mother asks in concern.

“Give the phone to Brandon, Mother. Right now. It’s important.”

Dana says quickly but trying not to panic her mother. It failed.

“Why? What’s wrong? Are you okay? Are you in trouble Dana?”

Her mother asks quickly and in concern. Dana groans in frustration.

“Mother! Get Brandon! NOW!”

No one dares to yell at her mother. That’s why her mother reacts so quickly to give Brandon the phone.

“What, Dana?”

Brandon asks over the phone. Dana gets into the cab she flags down.

“It’s Abby. Her partner messaged her 10 minutes ago. They’re going to bust in on one of the business’s locations. I don’t know which so you need to move everyone. You have three hours.”

Dana says quickly, trying to keep her voice low.

“And how do you know this?”

Brandon asks in suspicion. Dana holds her breath and bites her lip before answering.

“I, uh…it doesn’t matter. Just trust me, Brandon. I promise you I’m right.”

Dana insists. Bringing up the fact that she slept with Abby would only make the situation worse.

“How do you expect me to trust you?”

Brandon asks and Dana sighs.

“I swear the information is right Brandon. I swear on Father’s grave.”

Dana says softly. A long pause stretches between them as she pays the driver and gets out of the cab. Brandon sighs.

“I’ll get on it, Dana. Mother wants you home. I’ll have Roy pick you up. Where are you?”

Dana walks into the Four Seasons hotel and takes the elevator up to her floor.

“The Four Seasons on ninth street. Tell Roy to be quick. I’m not going to take long before I’m ready.”

Dana tells her brother as she opens her hotel room.

“I will…We’ll talk when everything is sorted out.”

Dana smiles at Brandon’s version of an apology.

“You’re welcome, Brandon.”

Dana says and Brandon hangs up. Dana grabs her bag and starts packing her clothes, ignoring the guilt building in her chest. Abby wakes up slowly to find only herself in bed. Abby frowns and sits up, grabbing her blouse off the floor. Abby walks through her apartment to find it completely empty. Maybe she had been too forward about Dana staying the night? Abby grabs her phone and immediately calls Dana’s phone. Dana hears her ringtone and looks at the screen. Abby’s phone number. Dana sighs and turns the phone around, taking out the battery and throwing the phone away. Abby frowns when Dana’s phone gets cut off on the second ring. Abby checks her messages and gasps at the barrage of texts and phone calls she had gotten from Jake. Abby dresses quickly and runs out of her apartment building. She barely recognizes the man she’d bumped into before pain radiates through the back of her head and everything goes black.

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“Oh, Dana, darling! I’ve missed you!”

Dana’s mother squeals and pulls Dana into a tight hug. Dana smiles softly and gently pats her mother’s back.

“I’ve missed you too mother.”

Dana mutters and looks over her mother’s shoulder to her brother. Brandon nods his head and Dana nods her head back. A sign of mutual resignation on their sibling rivalry. Dana’s mother pulls her into a conversation about her aunt and cousins while they sit in the study and eat lunch. Only when Dana hears yelling outside of the study does her and her mother stop talking to walk into the front room. Dana’s eyes widen and she gasps. Abby stumbles into the house blindfolded and being dragged by two of Brandon’s new men. Blood is clearly covering her shirt.

“Let go of me you assholes!”

Abby yells and struggles against their grips on her arms. Brandon rolls his eyes at the furious woman.

“Someone gag her for god’s sake.”

Brandon says in disinterest. Someone immediately gags Abby. It only makes the blonde struggle more.

“Put her in the room you set up George.”

Brandon instructs his goon and the two men drag Abby down the hall. Dana walks over to Brandon furiously.

“What the fuck Brandon? Are you crazy? She’ll have her whole precinct looking for her within hours!”

Dana yells at Brandon who smiles.

“I have a plan. You don’t need to worry about it. I run this business.”

Brandon growls and Dana’s eyes flash with pure rage. She’s dangerously close to exploding. Brandon turns and walks down the hall after Abby and his men. Dana groans and turns to her mother.

“Did you know about this?”

Dana asks angrily. Her mother simply smiles calmly.

“Someone needed to distract you, sweetheart. I’ve only done what’s right for the business.”

Her mother concludes. Dana steps closer to her mother, her shoulders squared and her chin high.

“What about your children, Mother? What about what’s right for them?”

Dana says with venom. Her mother falters in her cool exterior and Dana shakes her head in disgust. Dana storms down the hall and checks each room for Abby. Dana finds them at the end of the hall from the sounds of someone being beaten. When had they gotten this room? Dana pushes the door open. Abby is dangling from the ceiling by her tied wrists, her toes barely touching the cold cement floor. There were no windows. Only one long mirror across the wall and another door next to it. To Dana’s surprise, they had taken the blindfold and gag off. Abby’s eyes widen in surprise and her eyebrows draw together in confusion.

“Dana-?”

Abby starts but a hard punch to her gut cuts her off. Abby groans and tries her best not to double over in pain. Dana tries not to wince at the hit. She looks at Sam, the business’s employee that started working after Brandon became the owner.

“Sam, give us a few minutes.”

Dana says softly. Sam eyes her suspiciously before giving in and walking out of the room by the doorway Dana just came through, shutting the door behind him. Abby looks back up to her, several emotions mixing and showing on her face.

“Wh-What are you doing here?”

Abby stumbles over her words, the headache ache from the blow she took to knock her out was becoming stronger. Dana swallows and looks at the floor. Abby sighs as she comes to the realization that Dana isn’t just a random woman she met in a bar. Abby shakes her head and clenches her jaw painfully.

“You work for the Morgan family.”

Abby states and looks to Dana for confirmation. Dana shakes her head.

“No…I am a Morgan.”

Abby’s eyes open wide in disbelief.

“No, that’s not possible. I-I know everyone related to Harold Morgan.”

Abby says confidently. Dana smiles sadly, still not looking at Abby.

“My father put a great deal of effort for me to not be discovered. My brother, Brandon Morgan, had already been exposed to the business and was being pursued by the press. My father didn’t want that for me. He allowed me to work for the business but never in public.”

Dana says softly. Abby gulps.

“You’re his daughter.”

Abby barely whispers. Dana nods her head.

“And your brother sent you to find me so you could spy on me.”

Abby says softly and this time, Dana shakes her head.

“No. My brother wouldn’t let me have any part in the business when he took over. This is all my doing- except for them taking you. I had no idea-“

Abby stops Dana, her lips pulled back into a snarl.

“You might as well have packaged me up in wrapping paper and sent me in the damn mail Dana!- Is that even your real name? Huh? Or does everyone call you princess or…or baby girl around here?”

Abby takes a jibe at the brunette. Dana takes a deep breath and closes her eyes.

“My name is Dana.”

Dana says and swallows hard to contain her anger. She has no right to be angry, only Abby does.

“Great. Only one thing is true about you…You lied to my face! You slept with me! I told you about my fucking family Dana! I trusted you!- LOOK AT ME, DAMN IT!”

Abby screams and yanks on the rope around her wrists, tears of rage sliding involuntarily down her cheeks. Dana opens her eyes and looks up at Abby. She holds herself together. As much as her body wants to, she doesn’t let the tears show in her eyes or the sadness and guilt she feels towards the woman in front of her. Abby shakes with anger.

“If you lay one finger on my family I will kill you and everyone you love.”

Abby threatens in a low growl. Dana knows it’s more of a promise than a threat. The door by the mirror opens and Brandon strides in with a small, cocky smirk. It must be a two-way mirror. Abby glares at him and Dana sighs.

“Well isn’t that a bold threat.”

Brandon says as he looks to Abby.

“It’s a fucking promise.”

Abby says tightly, confirming Dana’s thought, and Brandon chuckles. Dana tenses when Brandon inches closer.

“We’ve known where you and your whole family lives for three years now. If I wanted to hurt them I would’ve done it already.”

Brandon says and Abby continues to glare. Brandon looks to Dana.

“You picked quite the fighter here, sis. I can’t wait to break her.”

Brandon says with an evil glint in his eyes. That’s when Dana knew her brother wasn’t going to stop here, torturing someone. No, this was just the beginning. Dana looks pleadingly at her brother.

“Let’s talk about this first Brandon. This isn’t how Father would run the business-“

Dana is cut off when Brandon rushes towards her and slams her into the cement wall. Dana gasps as the air knocks out of her and looks at her brother in fear and surprise. The snarl, the evil in his eye, and the way he’s so quick to hurt her is how Dana knows Brandon is long past negotiating.

“This isn’t Father’s business anymore. It. Is. Mine…I will run it how I please.”

Brandon clarifies with a tilt of his head. Dana gains her breath back.

“Mother won’t-“

Dana starts but Brandon cuts her off again.

“Mother always thought Father was too careful with the business. She agrees with me, except she only had one condition before she let me start running the business how I liked…she made me promise not to hurt you, Father’s favorite, the golden child, the only person who has ever done better than ME.”

Brandon growls and brings his hand to squeeze around Dana’s neck. Abby reflexively tugs against her bonds to help Dana but she can’t help her, even if she wanted to. Dana chokes on a gasp and grabs Brandon’s wrist, trying to pull him away, fear making her eyes wide. Brandon simply watches her struggle before releasing her.

“You’re lucky I’m Mother’s favorite.”

Brandon snarls and moves away from her and back to Abby. Dana sucks air into her lungs greedily and looks at Brandon as he circles Abby. Brandon grazes his fingers over Abby’s thigh and Abby clenches her teeth.

“Don’t touch me.”

Abby jerks away from him as much as she can. Brandon’s hand is a blur when he pulls it back then punches Abby in the cheek. Abby groans in pain.

“I’ll do whatever I want to do.”

Brandon says when he gets closer to Abby. There is a long pause. Brandon and Abby stare hard at each other.

“Sam! Come in and get started again!”

Brandon yells and Sam comes into the room, cracking his knuckles. Brandon walks out of the room with a satisfied smirk on his face. Sam looks at Dana.

“Do you want to stay Dana?”

Sam asks her. Dana looks at Abby and Abby glares at her.

“Get out.”

Abby whispers and Dana concedes. Dana takes one step outside of the room when she hears a punch and another groan from Abby. Dana shuts the door and closes her eyes. What had she done to the poor woman? Dana stalks off down the hallway. She did it to protect her family. She had too or her mother could have been hurt in the crossfire. But Brandon…isn’t Brandon anymore. The young boy Dana knew who ate dirt to make her laugh is now drunk on power and willing to hurt, maybe even kill someone in his way, including his own sister. Dana goes to her room, knowing she has to leave the house and starts to pack. Dana pauses when she thinks about Abby. Abby has a family. The family that she loves and cares for. Abby is priority one right now. Dana grabs her bags and sneaks downstairs.

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Abby groans in pain when yet another blow from Sam’s fist connects with her gut. The man, Sam, is kind enough to let her gather her breath back before swinging at her ribs. Abby clenches her jaw and holds in a scream. Dana walks past the door she originally used to get in and walks into the next room. Bingo. A door connects to the mirror room. Dana slides her gun out of her bag and opens the door, relieved that it is empty. Dana walks into the room where Abby is being held right when Sam punches her in the jaw. Abby looks over her shoulder at the new arrival. Dana clears her throat to stop Sam from hitting her again. Sam looks at Dana in confusion.

“I want to talk with her. Go get a drink or some food.”

Same hesitates but nods his head and leaves through the door that connects with the hallway.

“I can’t use my hands.”

Abby says and Dana looks at her in confusion as she steps in front of Abby.

“What?”

Dana asks and checks the door.

“I can’t fuck you if that’s what you’re here for.”

Abby clarifies with rage showing clearly in her voice. Dana looks her in the eyes.

“I’m getting out of here. I can untie you right now and bring you with me or you can stay here and have my brother’s goons beat you to death. Which do you prefer?”

Dana asks and raises an eyebrow. Abby silently nods her head. Dana grabs the chair in the corner before standing on top of it to reach the rope around Abby’s wrists.

“That’s what I thought.”

Dana mumbles and flips out her pocket knife. The rope is thin and easy to cut. Abby falls onto the flat of her feet but they’re too numb from the rope tied around her ankles to feel anything. She stumbles before Dana catches her by the hips. Dana kneels down and quickly cuts the rope around Abby’s ankles. Dana grabs her bag and closes the knife as Abby rubs her wrists. Dana hands Abby a handgun.

“I assume you know how to use it and I also expect you not to shoot me.”

Dana says and Abby scoffs.

“I can’t say the same for your brother.”

Abby says and checks the handgun. Dana puts a hand on Abby’s chest so she looks up at her.

“I will help you protect your family but not if you hurt mine.”

Dana says with a tilt of her head. Abby nods her head. Dana nods her head back and walks out into the hallway with Abby following. She leads them through the house in the most abandoned hallways she used to hide in when playing hide and seek with her brother. They’re halfway to the garage when an alarm sounds off.

“Shit.”

Dana murmurs and grabs Abby’s hand to pull her faster. Bullets hit the wall next to them and they both duck out of the way. Abby cries out in pain when a bullet hits her arm. Dana helps Abby up as the bullets chase them down the hall. Dana pushes Abby past the garage door and fires back into the bullets, hitting one or two of Brandon’s men. She had always been a better shot than Brandon and most of the men her father and now Brandon had employed. Abby pulls Dana into the garage and shuts the door. Dana grabs the closest set of keys and unlocks the car. Abby slides into the passenger seat and holds her wound with clenched teeth. Dana buckles her own seat belt before starting the car.

“Buckle and hold on.”

Abby buckles her seat belt as Dana speeds into the garage door and breaks through the wood. She pitches forward and grabs the dashboard to stop herself from hitting her head.

“Jesus, Dana!”

Abby yells. The tires of the car squeal as she turns out of the driveway. Dana shakes her head and makes another sharp turn.

“I warned you.”

Dana whispers and looks in the rear view mirror. No one was following them, yet. Abby sighs when Dana slows down but winces at the biting pain in her arm.

“Here.”

Dana says when she glances to Abby to see her injured arm. Dana holds the wheel with one hand and pulls her t-shirt off with her other. Abby takes the offered t-shirt, slightly relieved that Dana had a tank top on underneath. Abby hisses in pain when she presses it to the wound.

“Hold it there, hard. I’ll find us a motel.”

Dana says gently and Abby simply looks out the window. The guilt flares back up in her chest. The silence is deafening as they drive. Abby occasionally glances at the road in front of them but never to Dana. Dana pulls into a motel and turns off the car.

“Stay here. I’ll go check us in…and don’t run away.”

Dana warns and takes the car keys. Abby rolls her eyes. Dana get’s them a room with two beds, using the cash she took from the house. She comes back to Abby.

“Room 12.”

Dana says and grabs her bags from the car. Abby gets out of the car and takes the motel key from Dana. Dana sighs at the silent treatment she’s getting from the blonde. Dana walks into the motel room to see her looking at her wound. Dana sets down her bags and closes the door. She sits next to Abby and looks at the wound.

“It just grazed you. I need to clean it and it’s not the most pleasant experience.”

Dana says and grabs the first aid kit from the bag. Abby sits still and relaxes her muscles as Dana prepares everything she needs. Abby takes a deep breath and bites down on her fist to keep from screaming. Dana washes out her skin repeatedly, Abby’s groans and screams muffled by her shirt until she is finished. Abby stands up and tosses Dana’s shirt on the bed before walking into the bathroom. Dana takes a deep breath and lays back against one of the beds. Abby turns on the shower and gingerly takes off her tank top and jeans. Abby steps under the water and hisses as the water runs over all of her cuts. She thinks about Dana and her family. How Dana lied to her and how her family was now in more danger than before. Abby shakes her head of the anger and worry rising inside her. She washes with the bar of soap provided by the motel before stepping out of the shower. Abby walks out with a towel wrapped around her and her clothes in hand. Dana looks at her before digging in her bag and handing Abby the clothes she had grabbed for her. Abby turns her back and dresses carefully, wincing as her wound throbs when she puts her shirt on. Dana simply looks up at the ceiling as Abby gets into the other bed. It’s quiet and they both try their best to sleep but it doesn’t come to them. Not with Brandon searching for them. Not when they both want to say so much. Dana swallows hard and turns her head to look at Abby who has turned away from her.

“I’m sorry.”

Dana whispers. Abby goes rigid and her body protests as she rolls over to look at Dana. They look at each other until Dana looks back to the ceiling. Abby takes a deep breath.

“I didn’t meet you in the bar on accident.”

Abby states and Dana stay silent. Abby takes the silence for a yes.

“You slept with me to get information.”

Abby states again and Dana doesn’t say a word. Another yes.

“None of it was real. Everything you told me on the date. Everything we did-“

Dana cuts Abby off and looks at her fiercely.

“Everything we did was real.”

Dana says tightly and Abby sits up in her bed.

“I’m supposed to believe you now?- trust you?”

Abby asks with venom, swinging her legs over the side of the bed to look at Dana fully. Dana sits up as well and copies the other woman’s position.

“Do you think I faked my orgasms? Do you think I didn’t want you?- that I still don’t want you?”

Dana asks harshly. Abby doesn’t respond. She knows Dana’s orgasms were real and she knew Dana had wanted her. Abby’s not in the least surprised that the brunette wants her now. Abby asks herself if the feeling- the lust- the desire- is mutual. She can’t answer. Dana drops her head into her hands.

“If it makes you feel better I can never go back to my family again.”

Dana mutters.

“I stopped caring about how you felt about everything when you stepped foot into that room.”

Abby growls and stands up in anger. Dana looks up at her.

“Abby-“

Dana is cut off when Abby’s open palm connects with her cheek. The sound of the slap echoed through the room and Dana holds her cheek tenderly. Dana looks up at Abby.

“Feel better?”

Dana asks and Abby snarls.

“Not even close.”

Abby growls and pounces on Dana. Dana gasps when Abby pushes her back onto the bed and slaps her again. Dana catches Abby’s wrist before the blonde can hit her for the third time. Dana flips them over and pins Abby’s wrists to the bed.

“Calm down Ab-“

Dana’s eyes widen when Abby’s lips press roughly against hers. Abby’s not sure what her plan is. She just knows that both hands are pinned to the bed and her lips seemed like an okay way to shut Dana the hell up. Abby forces her tongue past Dana’s lips. Dana moans and parts her lips. Abby flips them back over and grips Dana’s hair in a fist. Okay, so now they’re having fight sex. Fine. Dana groans in pain as Abby jerks her head back to expose her neck. Abby bites Dana’s neck and chest until Dana grabs her ass and stands up, Abby’s limbs wrapped tightly around Dana. Dana presses Abby hard against the wall, making the photo’s hanging there, and kisses her even harder. Abby moans and pulls at Dana’s tank top. Dana carefully holds Abby’s up with her body weight against the wall while she takes off her tank top. Abby unwinds her legs from Dana’s waist and puts her feet on the floor, pushing off the wall to sit Dana down on the bed. Dana grabs Abby’s hips and tugs down her sweatpants as the other woman get’s rid of her shirt. Dana pulls Abby on top of her when she lays back on the bed. Abby moves quickly, intent on having the upper hand, and shoves her hand inside Dana’s jeans. Dana moans and arches her back when Abby doesn’t hesitate to push two fingers into Dana’s entrance. Abby uses her other hand to pull Dana into a lip bruising kiss. Dana moans deeply into Abby’s mouth as their tongues meet each other then moves her hand down to slide into Abby’s panties. Abby breaks the kiss and groans, her hips driving down onto Dana’s fingers as they enter her. Their hot breath mingles in between them as both women thrust harder and faster to bring the other to orgasm. As if bringing the other to orgasm will make everything right again. Both women needed this. They needed reassurance that at least something hasn’t changed. Dana feels herself on the edge but holds off, knowing Abby is there also. Abby throws her head back and moans in frustration. Dana can’t hold off any longer. Dana’s hand grips the sheets and her other hand thrusts as hard as she can into Abby. Abby follows her over the edge of climax with a groan. Dana pants furiously for air and Abby slumps against her. Abby pulls her hand out of Dana’s pants and Dana does the same for her own hand. Abby slides off of Dana to lay next to her on her back. Dana looks over at Abby.

“Let me see your arm.”

Dana says and moves up onto her elbow. Abby looks away and shakes her head.

“It’s fine.”

Abby dismisses the other woman’s concern. Dana grabs Abby’s arm.

“I wasn’t asking.”

Dana says and looks at Abby’s wound. Abby jerks her arm away and rolls onto her side, grabbing a pillow and hugging it to her chest. Dana sighs and lays down on her back. Neither of them move or speak until Dana falls asleep and Abby follows.

////

Dana opens her eyes from the light shining through the window. Abby groans from the same light and throws her arm over her eyes to block it. Dana tries to sit up but Abby’s legs are tangled around her own.

“Abby, we have to get up.”

Dana shakes Abby’s shoulder and the blonde raises her head.

“I’m up. I’m up.”

Abby says, her voice groggy from sleep. For the first time, Dana smiles genuinely.

“Yeah, I can see that. Get dressed, we’re leaving in 30 minutes.”

Dana says with a smile as she walks into the bathroom. In 10 minutes Dana has showered, redressed, and packed her things again. Abby sits on the bed waiting for her.

“Do you want to get a shower?”

Dana asks and grabs her bag and the car keys. Abby looks up at Dana who stands in front of her.

“I want to know the plan.”

Abby says and Dana nods her head.

“Okay. I plan on going to Maine to move your mother to a more secure location. She’s the closest right now and it’s best you get out of New York for now. I can get a friend in Illinois to move your family there but they have to trust your word and my friend or they’ll be found out by Brandon. I don’t know anyone from Texas so your brother is going to have to listen to you and trust you.”

Dana concludes and Abby stands up. Abby has safe houses for her family. But telling Dana could risk her family’s only safety if the brunette is just playing her.

“And why don’t we go straight to the FBI with this?”

Abby asks and Dana rubs her eyes in frustration.

“Because my brother has people in the FBI. He’ll find us and kill us without a second thought. This is the best option I have to help you keep your family safe. Do you want that or not?”

Dana asks angrily. Abby looks at the ground before looking back to Dana.

“I just want to make sure we’re making the right choice.”

Abby says softly and Dana raises an eyebrow.

“We?”

Dana asks. She had expected for Abby to put up more of a fight. Abby nods her head with a sigh.

“For my family.”

Abby clarifies and Dana nods her head, keeping the smile off her face. Dana leads them out of the motel room and out to the car.

“We’re taking the train to Maine by the way.”

Abby stops on her passenger side of the car.

“You’re joking…train will take forever.”

Dana scoffs as she gets in the car. Abby gets in also.

“It will take four hours and it allows me to pay in cash for our tickets. Plus, we have to ditch the car. It is Brandon’s. I was able to short the GPS wires so he won’t find us anytime soon but I wouldn’t put it past him to look at security cameras.”

Dana says as she drives off towards the train station. It was only ten minutes away. They’re half way there when Dana speaks first.

“How is your arm?”

Abby glances to her arm and shrugs.

“Fine. It burns a little but there’s no sign of infection, so that’s good.”

Dana fights back a smile at Abby’s lengthy response. At least they were getting farther in their conversations. Without anything else to say the silence falls between them again. Abby clears her throat.

“About last night…”

Abby starts but they soon arrive at the train station. Dana looks at Abby and sees her struggling to find the right words.

“Why don’t we get on the train and then we can talk?”

Dana suggests and Abby nods her head in agreement. Dana steps out of the car and slides her gun and the one she gave Abby into her bag underneath the anti-metal detector plate. Originally her father had rejected the idea, they had no reason to hide guns or any other metals in bags when her father was running the business. When Brandon had become owner it took them less than two days to fit all the bags with the plate. Dana had sided with her father back then but now she couldn’t be happier that Brandon put the plates in. If Brandon or his men find them on the train they would need to defend themselves. Abby grabs her own bag and they walk up to the ticket booth. Dana orders their tickets to Maine as Abby looks around. There are more than a hundred people at the train station but it only takes a second for Abby to spot three men dressed in black looking around the crowd. Abby turns quickly and grabs Dana’s arm, pulling her towards the pass through with their bags.

“Abby, what’s wrong?”

Dana asks in concern. Abby shrugs her bag higher onto her shoulder, taking their place third in line.

“Your brother found us. Three men in black. 7 o’clock, do you see them?”

Abby asks in a hushed whisper. Dana glances back and in fact sees the three men. Though they also see her.

“And they see us- go, now.”

Dana pushes Abby to the front of the line apologizing profusely to the people she cuts in line though there are only a few. Dana looks back to see the men gaining on them. If only they can get past this checkpoint they would be okay. You have to have your ticket to pass the checkpoint. Abby pushes her bag and Dana’s underneath the metal detector before stepping through one herself and handing the man her ticket.

“Clear. Step forward miss.”

Abby sighs in relief as he clears her. Dana is stepping away when one of the men puts his hand on her shoulder. Dana wriggles free from his grasp before stepping through the metal detector and handing the man her ticket. The man who grabbed her starts to step through when the alarm goes off signaling the metal detector.

“Clear. Step forward miss- excuse me! Stay right there sir!”

The man clears her and rushes to confront Brandon’s man along with three other officers. Dana grabs Abby’s hand and rushes off to the train without a look behind them. After the officer on the train reviews their tickets Dana leads them to their cabin. Abby sets her bag down and breathes deeply. Dana sits on the bench and rests her head back against the wall, collecting her breath as well. The train starts moving and Abby takes a seat, closing the cabin door.

“I’m sorry for being so rough last night. I was angry.”

Abby says out of the blue. Dana looks at her with a small smile.

“I could tell but you have every right to be angry…and I’m sorry too. I was rough back.”

Dana says then closes her eyes as she rests her head against the wall again. Abby bites her lip.

“You came looking for me that night at the bar because…”

Abby trails off and waits for Dana to finish her sentence. Dana licks her lips.

“I thought I could prove something to Brandon- show him I was able to do something for the business. After my father passed the company changed. Brandon brought in different deals with the wrong people and cut off the friendships and business contracts my father had taken decades to build up.”

Dana has to pause to swallow the emotions rising in her throat.

“The company wasn’t always this bad. When my father ran it there were few deaths- we never kidnapped people and tortured them. Brandon just changed it all. He’s not my father, I know that, but I never expected the power of running the company to change him like this…I thought if I helped pull you off the case that the company wouldn’t be busted…that my father’s name wouldn’t be pushed in the dirt because of what my brother has done.”

Dana finishes and quickly wipes away a tear from her cheek. Dana refuses to look anywhere but the window when Abby moves on the other bench to sit in front of Dana. Abby bites her lip and tries to meet Dana’s eyes. Abby had assumed Dana had done it for her brother. She assumed a lot of things about the woman.

“Your father-“

Abby starts softly and Dana cuts her off, her eyes flashing fiercely as she whips her head around to glare at Abby.

“My father was a good man. He tried his best to keep his company safe and his family safer. The company only used to smuggle artifacts under the table for rich aristocrats all around the world when he was running. People just assumed he was smuggling other things and started rumors and fights. If you say anything against that then I suggest you shut your mouth and think about it alone.”

Dana growls in defense of her father. Abby looks at her warmly.

“The Stinger family received 50,000 dollars from an anonymous billionaire 2 weeks after their son died. It saved their restaurant from going under from the bad economy. It was your father, wasn’t it? He was the anonymous billionaire?”

Abby asks softly. Dana looks at her in surprise before nodding her head in confirmation.

“Father said Ryan Stinger didn’t deserve to die like the 10 men from our company did. He knew paying them wouldn’t make up for the loss of their son but it would help them somehow. The ‘gang rivalry’ was a surprise attack on our company during a large shipment. The Gallagher family thought of us as weak competition and thought fighting our company was in their best interest. Once the word got out the Gallagher company fell through from the lack of business.”

Dana informs Abby what her father had told her about the attack. Abby smiles softly.

“I know your father was a good man. I just wish Brandon was too.”

Dana forced a tight-lipped smile.

“Me too.”

Dana whispers as she looks out the window. Abby sits back and looks out the window as well. The quiet, this time, is comfortable and relaxing. Abby falls asleep against the window in utter exhaustion from lack of sleep and the emotions of the day. Dana grabs the offered blanket from the train cabinet and spreads it over Abby gently before sitting back down. Dana curls her legs underneath herself and reaches for the book she had stuffed in her bag before leaving her house.

////

“The Paying Guest?”

Abby asks after she wakes up from her sleep. Dana looks up at Abby and smiles softly.

“Yeah. One of my favorite books.”

Dana answers and watches Abby. Abby smiles and sits up, stretching her arms above her head and turning her head to crack her neck. Dana sees the sliver of skin revealed by the stretch and licks her lips. Abby sees this and drops her arms to her sides. Dana looks up to Abby’s eyes before clearing her throat and looking back to her book, but not actually reading.

“Are, uh…are we allowed to order food?”

Abby asks and runs her fingers through her unruly blonde hair. Dana looks at Abby again and nods her head.

“Yeah. The room service number is next to the phone.”

Dana points to the phone on the wall and the lamented paper hanging next to it. Abby stands up and calls room service. Dana’s eyes skirt down her body until she catches herself and shakes her head free from the lustful thoughts. Abby orders countless dishes before hanging the phone back and sitting down. Abby glances at Dana and bites her lip. The air between them was becoming awkward and Abby decides to fill it with something else. Small talk.

“What’s your book about?”

Dana looks up at Abby.

“Two women…uh…that…”

Dana struggles to tell Abby about the book. Simply telling Abby that the book is about two women fucking wouldn’t go over well, Dana thinks. Abby smiles in amusement and moves over to sit with Dana.

“I’ll just read the summary then.”

Abby chuckles and slides the book from Dana’s hands. Dana starts to protest.

“Umm…You don’t have to…”

But Abby is already reading the summary. Abby gulps and realizes it’s an erotic lesbian book. Dana sighs and takes the book back. Abby then starts laughing. Dana furrows her brow.

“Your favorite book is about lesbian erotica?”

Abby asks and Dana’s jaw drops but a smile spreads across her lips.

“Don’t judge. It’s a good book.”

Dana insists and Abby sobers from her laughing.

“Yeah? Well, we have…”

Abby starts then checks her watch and smiles.

“3 more hours before we reach Maine. So you have plenty of time to read me a few chapters.”

Abby says with a smile. Dana eyes her suspiciously and is ready to ask Abby why she would want to her to read it to her but a knock on their cabin door stops her. Abby stands up and opens the door, taking the food she ordered and setting it on the small table in their room. The smell of food reminds Dana how hungry she is from not eating breakfast.

“You are free to have anything I ordered- oh shit! Do you have to pay for this?”

Abby asks in a panic. Dana stands up and grabs one of the two fruit bowls on the table.

“It’s free.”

Dana says and winks at Abby. Abby relaxes with a sigh and starts eating the cheeseburger on her plate. Dana raises an eyebrow.

“How do you eat like that and not gain weight?”

Dana asks incredulously. Abby smiles.

“I work out and I have a great metabolism.”

Abby says proudly and raises her eyebrow at Dana.

“How do you keep your body like that?”

Dana smiles.

“I work out and I eat healthily.”

Dana responds and Abby smirks. Dana licks her lips before taking another bite of fruit. Abby watches her for a few more seconds before going back to eating her food. They eat quietly until all the food is gone then Abby sits across from Dana with a smile.

“Storytime.”

Abby announces and hands Dana her book, trying her hardest not to laugh. Dana smiles and rolls her eyes as she takes the book. Dana tucks her legs underneath her and clears her throat. Abby bites her lip and watches Dana in amusement.

“Clara leans forward, her eyes never leaving mine as she takes my bud into her mouth. I mewl in pleasure as her tongue flutters against me. Clara moans and it vibrates against my sex. I moan louder. Clara’s soft hands slide up my body to caress and pinch my nipples roughly. I gasp and arch my back. ‘Don’t stop,’ I whisper to my lover, ‘never stop’. Clara moans again then pulled away just slightly, her hot breath against my wet, hot sex. ‘Never Lena. I will never stop,’ Clara whispers back, her lips brushing against my lower lips. She takes me into her mouth again. I arch my back and moan in pleasure at her touch. Clara’s tongue laves over my throbbing clitoris again, I cry out.”

Dana starts off where she last read. Dana looks up at Abby and sees her clenching her thighs, her eyes are closed, and her bottom lip is between her teeth. Dana feels the throbbing of her clit grow stronger and she’s sure that’s what Abby is feeling also. Abby opens her eyes and they’re dark, just like Dana’s. Dana takes a chance. She sets the book down then stands up and walks to the cabin door. A quick flick of her fingers lock the door and she looks back to Abby who was watching her with rapt attention.

“Take off your clothes.”

Dana husks and grabs the hem of her tank top, pulling the clothing over her head. Abby licks her lips and stands up as if she’s in a trance. Within seconds of gazing and stripping both women are naked and lusting after one another. Dana makes the first move, cupping Abby’s cheek and pulling her into a soft kiss. Abby moans quietly, already near begging for her orgasm.

“Are you wet for me, Abby?”

Dana asks in a sultry voice against Abby’s parted lips. Abby whimpers and raises her hands to grip Dana’s hips, steadying herself on her weak knees.

“Unbearably wet.”

Abby whispers back, her breath warm over Dana’s lips. Dana moans and kisses her lightly, barely touching their lips.

“Because of the book?”

Dana asks and Abby moves her hand up Dana’s body and caresses the back of her neck. Abby shakes her head and steps closer until their bodies are pressed together. Dana moans and grabs Abby’s hips.

“Then why are you wet Abby?”

Dana asks and drifts one hand down between Abby’s thighs. Dana smiles slightly when she feels wetness on Abby’s thighs. Abby whimpers and closes her eyes tighter.

“B-Because you were reading the book.”

Abby breathes out. She’s too drunk on arousal to stop the words from falling from her lips. Dana takes her hand away and steps back. Abby’s eyes flash open in panic and desire. Then Dana is on her knees in front of Abby and taking her into her mouth. Abby cries out and grabs Dana’s shoulders to steady herself. Dana moans and copies the technique from her book, sucking Abby’s clit then fluttering her tongue over the bud. Abby gasps and jerks her hips against Dana’s mouth, the fist in Dana’s hair pulling her deeper into her wetness.

“Oh god! Dana, I-I can’t st-stand anymore!”

Abby cries out when her knees are ready to buckle. Dana reluctantly pulls her mouth away and holds Abby’s hips. Abby squeals when Dana pushes her over to sit on the bench. Dana chuckles and kneels between Abby’s legs.

“Please…”

Abby groans when Dana trails kisses up her thigh. Dana grabs Abby’s hips and pulls her to the edge of the bench then immediately takes Abby’s swollen clit into her mouth. Abby nearly screams in relief. Dana digs her nails into Abby’s thighs.

“You have to be quiet.”

Dana whispers then licks Abby’s pussy lips and clit. Abby makes a fist of one hand and bites down hard on her knuckles. Dana moans at the taste and smell of Abby. She realizes that she had missed this. Being between Abby’s legs and licking her, making her cum with the simple touches of her tongue. Abby uses her other hand to tangle in Dana’s hair to keep the brunette between her thighs.

“Right there, Dana. Please make me cum, please.”

Abby begs in a whisper. Dana moans and sucks Abby’s clit hard, flicking her tongue against the bud. Abby cries out into her hand and her hips buck up against Dana’s mouth. Dana moans and holds Abby’s hips down with one hand and reaches her other hand up to cup Abby’s breast, her fingers teasing the prominent peak. Abby whimpers. She’s close, she’s on the edge but if she takes her fist away to tell Dana she’s sure she’ll scream. Dana moans and looks up at Abby. She can tell she’s close by the way she bites her fist harder and her thighs clench around her head. Dana moans loudly against Abby’s clit and it sends the blonde over the edge. Abby screams into her fist and holds Dana tight against her, her back arches and her head thrown back in pleasure. Dana moans softly and releases Abby’s clit to gently bring Abby down from her high with licks and soft kisses. The blonde drops both hands to the bench and moves her shaky legs off of Dana’s shoulders. Dana kisses her thighs before moving up to kiss Abby. Abby moans at the taste of herself on Dana’s lips and pulls Dana off her knees. The brunette straddles Abby with a smile.

“You taste delicious, did you know that?”

Dana teases and wraps her arms around Abby’s shoulders. The woman underneath her smiles lightly and kisses her with small kisses.

“Mmm, I do now.”

Abby whispers and Dana smiles into the next kiss. Abby deepens it quickly then switches their position. Dana gasps when the blonde moves Dana onto her back on the seat of the bench with herself on top of the brunette. Dana tangles her fingers in Abby’s blonde hair and crushes their lips together. Abby groans and moves her fingers down between Dana’s thighs, she doesn’t hesitate to thrust them deep inside Dana. Dana moans and arches her back, her nails scratching their way up Abby’s spine. The blonde leans down with a groan and takes Dana’s nipple into her mouth. The brunette moans again, grinding against Abby’s hand.

“Harder, faster- ah! Yes! Abby!”

She cries out when Abby does as she asked. Abby teases Dana’s nipple between her teeth then releases it to whisper in Dana’s ear.

“You have to be quiet, remember?”

The blonde teases with a soft smile. Dana moans and reaches down with one hand to grab Abby’s ass and the other stays in Abby’s hair.

“Then- mmm…Then make me quiet.”

Dana says between a moan. Abby crushes their lips together with a moan of her own. Dana grinds harder against Abby, her moans, and groans of pleasure swallowed by the blonde above her. Dana only falls over the edge into complete bliss when Abby uses her thumb to rub tight circles over her throbbing clit. She arches her back and it breaks the kiss. Dana moans loudly before a soft hand clamps over her mouth to muffle the noise. Abby pumps deeper into Dana one last time before stilling her thumb and fingers inside of the brunette, relishing in the way the brunette’s muscles clench around her. Dana opens her eyes and moves Abby’s hand from her mouth. Abby smiles at Dana and pushes her hair back from her eyes. Dana pulls her down and kisses her softly as the blonde pulls her fingers from inside Dana. Dana pulls away from the kiss and shuffles towards the inside of the wide bench. Abby lays down next to her and she lays her head down on Abby’s shoulder.

“I’m going to fall asleep.”

Dana mumbled, her warm breath skating across Abby’s skin and creating goosebumps.

“Just so you know if you want to get up.”

Dana clarifies and lifts her head to look at Abby. The blonde swallows hard before making her decision. She stands up and grabs the blanket Dana had given her earlier. Dana takes the blanket and wraps it around her before turning away from Abby, never looking at her. She couldn’t. Abby would see the disappointment and sadness in her eyes and Abby didn’t deserve to be burdened with Dana’s pitiful feelings. The detective deserved so much more than her. Abby grabs her clothes and goes into the bathroom connected to their room. Abby leans against the door and covers her eyes with her hand. She shakes her head and takes a deep breath. She can’t do this anymore. She can’t keep fucking Dana and expect to cuddle afterward like they did before she learned about the brunette. Dana grips the blanket closer to her chest and falls asleep when Abby walks out of the bathroom. Abby sits down on her bench and looks out the window.

////

Dana wakes after the train jostles them on a turn. She sits up with the blanket wrapped around her and refuses to look at Abby. Abby doesn’t look at Dana either. Dana grabs her clothes and walks into the bathroom to change. After she walks out Abby clears her throat.

“There’s only an hour before we reach Maine. I should call my family.”

Dana grabs her burner phone and hands it to Abby without a word. Abby stands up.

“Thanks.”

Abby mumbles and walks into the bathroom. She calls her mother first and tells her she is an hour and a half away with a friend. Her mother asks for a reason for the visit but Abby says they can talk more when they get there. Her father is more difficult to deal with but explains the situation to him, telling him that he needs to get Damon and his wife to the safe house she set up for them after she figured out how dangerous the Morgan family was. Next, she calls Abel and tells him to do the same with his wife. Abby ends the call with her brother and walks back into the main cabin. She hands Dana the phone who takes it without looking at her again. Abby sits down and bites her lip. Time to tell Dana about the safe houses.

“I have safe houses for my family. I didn’t want to tell you until I was sure I could trust you.”

Abby tells Dana. Dana’s eyes snap up to look at her angrily.

“You haven’t trusted me this whole time I’ve turned my back on my own family to help yours?”

Dana asks and Abby gulps.

“W-Well I…I…”

Abby stumbles and Dana’s angry stare was making her nervous. For all Abby knew Dana could have been working for her brother still. Dana stands up.

“I’m taking a walk.”

Dana says surprisingly calm with the anger still in her eyes. Abby stands up also when Dana walks to the door, wanting to keep talking.

“I’ll go with you.”

Abby insists and takes a step forward then Dana’s words stop her.

“I don’t want you to.”

Dana says softly and shuts the door behind her. Abby stands in the middle of the room for a few moments before sitting back down. Dana walks down the hallway until she finds the bar room. Abby hadn’t trusted her until just a few seconds ago. Helping her run away from her own family then getting her on a train to her mother’s wasn’t enough loyalty. Dana takes a seat near the windows.

“Can I get you something miss?”

A waitress asks Dana. Dana smiles at the younger woman.

“A beer, please. Any kind, it doesn’t matter.”

The waitress smiles warmly and leaves to go to the bar. Dana takes the beer when the waitress comes back.

“My name is Hailey. Let me know if you need anything else.”

Hailey winks at Dana and leaves her with her beer. Dana smiles and takes a swig of beer as she looks out the window. Abby is angry. She shouldn’t feel guilty for not trusting Dana. Dana seduced her to get information on the case. Abby told her everything about her family and her life. Dana sets the empty beer bottle on the table in front of her. Hailey walks back to Dana.

“Would you like another beer?”

Hailey asks sweetly. Dana smiles and checks her watch.

“I shouldn’t, but thank you.”

Dana says and stands up. Hailey smiles politely and walks back to the bar. Dana walks back to her room but when she opens the door Abby is fuming with anger.

“Sit down and listen.”

Abby growls and Dana complies. Underneath her anger, Dana knew Abby was angrier than her. The blonde takes a deep breath as she stands in front of Dana.

“I am angry. I’m furious. You walked into my life and lied like it was nothing. I told you a lot about my family, my job, my friends. I actually liked you. I couldn’t trust you even after you saved me from your family. Even after you turned your back on your family. How was I supposed to know? You could have been working for your brother still. You’re good at lying. So no, I didn’t trust you with my family’s life until now. You don’t get to be upset about that, not with who you are.”

Abby finishes her rant and pants softly. Dana looks into Abby’s eyes.

“I know. You’re right. I…I’m sorry.”

Dana mumbled. Abby straightens her shoulders and her eyebrows raise in surprise. She had expected a fight out of Dana.

“You’re…just like that?”

Abby asks incredulously. Dana raises an eyebrow.

“You want a fight?”

Dana asks with a small smile. Abby opens and closes her mouth in surprise before answering.

“I…no. I just didn’t expect you to…I don’t know.”

Abby says softly and sits down. Dana sighs.

“I have nothing to fight with. You’re right. I’m wrong. I might as well admit it. There’s no point in arguing with you for the rest of the way.”

Dana says and shrugs at Abby. Abby nods her head in agreement. Dana looks at Abby with a playful smirk.

“Do you want me to read my book again?”

Abby’s eyes snap up to Dana’s. Abby smiles when she realizes Dana is kidding.

“I think we’ve heard enough for the day.”

Abby chuckles and moves closer to the window. Dana smiles and looks out the window herself.

////

“Mom!”

Abby yells and waves at her mother waiting on the platform. Dana smiles as Abby runs over and wraps her arms around her mother’s neck. Abby sighs and hugs her mother harder. Dana grabs their bags and carries them over to the hugging daughter and mother. Abby pulls away.

“It’s really good to see you, mom.”

Abby says softly and smiles brightly at her mother. Her mother pats her cheek lovingly.

“It’s good to see you too baby girl. Oh god, you’re beaten up.”

Abby rolls her eyes at her mother’s insisted nickname for her since she is the youngest sibling. Her mother clicks her tongue in distaste then looks to Dana and Abby does too.

“Oh, mom, this is Dana. Dana, this is Gloria Warren, my mom.”

Dana smiles and shakes the older woman’s hand.

“It is lovely to meet you, Ms. Warren.”

Dana says with a smile. Abby smiles as her mother waves her hand.

“Oh, call me Gloria.”

Dana smiles and Abby’s mother moves to lead Abby and Dana back to the car.

“She’s cute. She’s your girlfriend, isn’t she?”

Abby’s mother asks without whispering. Abby groans and Dana chuckles.

“No, mom. She’s not my girlfriend. She’s just a friend.”

Abby clarifies and walks around the car to the driver’s seat. Dana picks up the pace to grab Abby’s mother’s door handle for her.

“Let me get that for you, Ms. Warren.”

Dana says and opens the door for her. Abby’s mother smiles as she gets in the car.

“Oh isn’t she a sweetheart?”

Abby’s mother asks her daughter as Dana gets into the car. Abby adjusts her rear view mirror and narrows her eyes at Dana.

“Yeah, she’s something.”

Abby mumbles and forces back her smile when Dana winks at her. Abby shakes her head and drives off towards her mother’s house. Abby’s mother looks at her daughter in concern.

“I know this isn’t just a regular visit Abby. You’re beaten up. You always seem so busy at the precinct to get a weekend off- let alone a weekday. Even if you do get a day off you rarely come to see me. What’s wrong?”

Gloria asks and Abby sighs.

“We have to kick plan B into motion, mom. I’m in some trouble with a family in New York. Do you remember the case I’ve been working on since 2013?”

Abby asks her mother and glances back to Dana. Dana looks quietly out of the window, her hands folded tightly in her lap.

“Yes, and that family- the Morgan family- they’re after you? Have you called everyone else?”

Abby smiles at her mother and briefly takes her hand off the wheel to squeeze her mother’s hand. Dana tenses at the mention of her family name.

“Everyone else is moving to their safe houses now. It’s going to be okay.”

Abby reassures her mother and puts her hand back on the wheel.

“What about you Dana? I assume you’re involved in this too. Is your family alright?”

Abby takes in a sharp intake of breath and looks at Dana in the mirror. Dana closes her eyes and swallows the emotion in her throat.

“I am but I-I don’t have any family left ma’am.”

Dana stumbles and keeps her eyes tightly shut. She’s willing herself not to cry. Abby bites her lip, trying to will Dana to open her eyes. Abby’s mother looks to Abby with a frown. Her daughter was trying to discreetly get Dana’s attention but she was failing miserably.

“I’m sorry to hear that, honey. I want you to know that you are completely welcome in my home- or my safe house.”

Dana opens her eyes and looks at Abby in the rear view mirror. Abby gives her apologetic eyes and Dana gives her a small smile, but Abby doesn’t believe that its real.

“Thank you, Ms. Warren. That means a lot to me.”

Dana responds and it makes Abby’s mother smile.

“Of course. Now let me tell you girls about Lana’s boy down the street. He’s a real piece of work…”

Abby’s mother starts off into a ramble of her neighbor. Abby barely listens and Dana doesn’t listen at all. Abby is thinking about Dana and Dana is thinking about her family. Wishing for the first time in her life that her family was completely different.

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There will be at least two more chapters of this series to cum (; I hope you all have enjoyed this chapter! And, per request of many fans of “My History Teacher”, there will be a closing 8th chapter. I’m struggling with it but I have taken up a suggestion from one of the people who had commented on “My History Teacher 7”. If you’re curious as to what this 8th chapter will conceal I suggest going to look at the comments and possibly comment your own prompt if I decide the current one hasn’t worked out. Stay tuned (;

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